)- "I have a tendancy to wear my mind on my sleeve, I have a history of taking off my shirt." I'll probably think of some more later."Life is what happens to you while you're busy making other plans." -- John Lennon "The tune you'll be humming forever, all the words are replaced and wrong." -- the New Pornographers "There's just two songs in me, and I just wrote the third.Don't know where I got my inspiration or how I wrote the words." -- They Might Be Giants (just one of many great lyrics) And just about every lyric Stephen Merritt wrote for the Magnetic Fields' 69 Love Songs album, including: "The book of love is long and boring. It's full of charts and facts and figures, and instructions for dancing.Augustine in my room Even he couldn't work it out Babe, we all die alone We all die alone This is all there is for all we know Easy come, easy go Babe, we all die alone I've been walking around Followed by your holy ghost Haunting me from coast to coast The whole world round Babe, we all die alone We all die alone This is all there is for all we know Easy come, easy go Babe, we all die alone Blind Architect It's that time of year When the signs of life disappear And the tide will be coming in soon And we must harvest the pastures of the moon It's that time of day When you and I have nothing left to say And we must find a new way to start Oh, it was a blind architect who built the heart It's that time of night When the dead start coming back to life And the stars turn bright and blue And I am wreathed in these memories of you It's that time again We must ask the old question How did we grow so far apart? Now I can see how a man Might reach a place Where he's tempted to seek His savior's face First place he looks Is between your thighs When he don't see it there He'll look in your eyes Do we choose who we love? I prefer the sweet company of saints But I’ll make an exception I’ve got a tiger’s tooth and a rabbit’s paw God only knows what they are for Salvation is free But you’re expected to donate to the collection And I am dying to turn you on The woman in this place look so fine The wine is older than them all combined You’ll find no trace of the sublime In this kind of suffering Would you care to dance with me sister?Ask the blind architect who built the heart Do We Choose Who We Love? I’ve heard that one before mister Something in your eyes reminds me Of the ultimate fragility of everything And I am dying to turn you on OK, lets get serious Loving you is a near death experience I tried to run and hide But I can never get enough of it I don’t care if I look like a fool It’s just so unbelievably cruel That what ties us to this world Seems to simultaneously sever us from it And I am dying to turn you on Ever Be My Girl There’s a place I know where the snowdrops grow Sheltered from the wind and the rain Down by the weir when shadows appear I stand by the edge of the lake It’s a beautiful place and in a state of grace The veneer disappears from the world I’d lead you down and show you around If I thought you would ever be my girl There’s a space in the wood where a house once stood Now all that remains is stone Years back in time before you and I Someone once called it their home Now there’s a place I go where the river flows And willows unburden their curls I’d make you a bed for to lay your head If I thought you would ever be my girl There’s a space in my mind bigger than the sky Where some nights I fly in my dreams With a song to sing and dreaming with wings Anything is possible it seems But I wake up sad because I’ve lost what I had And it’s nowhere to be found in this world But I’d call off the search and fall back to earth If I thought you would ever be my girl I’d call off the search and fall back to earth If I thought you would ever be my girl First Snow NYC The phone is so holy when it never rings When I feel lonely I need a song to sing They don’t let you in on the other side Till you’ve got nothing left to leave behind All this as more was flowing through my mind As I became aware slowly of something falling from the sky It was cold and it was grey but it was good enough for me First snow NYC No one knows me I’m a stranger here Drunk on loneliness and American beer But I can’t help thinking that my luck will change I can’t help dreaming of better days All this and more was flowing through my brain As I saw the heavens open and it was more than rain And a beautiful stranger danced with me In the first snow NYC Early Days It's early days in the hunt for life And the numbers of the dead are rising I've got an ocean view And these memories of you And tonight I'll kiss the lips of the horizon It's early days in the crying game And the rules are made to be broken I've got some empty shells and other echoes here to sell And tonight I'll be staying open Well I'm haunted by the ghosts of my future And I'm living in the past Everything will change I fell in love and I thought that it would last But there's no forever These are early days It's early days for those ancient saints Who are doomed to live forever I've send a silent prayer out into the air I hope somewhere it finds her Well I'm haunted by the ghosts of my future And I'm living in the past Everything will change I fell in love and I thought that it would last But there's no forever These are early days Everybody Here Is From Somewhere Else I was present at the execution The crowd was baying for blood Behind the eyes of my fellow survivors I saw rivers of fear Rush into oceans of love I went to see the executioner I went to pay him my respects He said it's either the bottle or God Don't matter which one Either of them will get you in the end And time waits for no man So carpe diem Say nothing at all, make a fist Hold forever in your hand I feel like I'm walking through an airport Without a ticket home Everybody here is from somewhere else Everybody's going Going, going, gone And time waits for no man So carpe diem Say nothing at all, make a fist Hold forever in your hand Get The Girl You can listen to the hymns of the heretics You can stare into the face of the abyss You can fall for all the false promises Of everlasting bliss You can fly on the wings of angels To all four corners of the world But oh boy you gotta get the girl You can study a map of the heavens You can dissect a seedling star You can follow the best directions And still not know where you are You can peel away the layers of the onion Until love itself unfurls But oh boy you gotta get the girl You can trade in your horse for a saddle You can fall off the face of the earth You can throw down your arms mid battle You can drink the ocean and never quench your thirst This flame just don’t negotiate And there aint nothing that it doesn’t burn Oh boy you gotta get the girl Close To The Wind They say the city aint as it used to be back in the seventies They've kicked out the geniuses and the junkies Now it's teenage millionaires and and yuppies Well I came in from the North, left my cabin in the hills And the leaves lay on the sidewalks like million dollar bills I went to see the apothecary but he wouldn't let me in Now Juliet is playing with the gypsy choir and Romeo is heartbroken And I am sailing close to the wind Sometimes it's hard to stand the loneliness and you wanna go insane With so much fear and so much love flowing through your veins Every heart is a cathedral where the angels go to pray Even woman is my lover, they don't all see it that way There's a darkness in the sky I think a storm is coming in Everybody back inside something is happening We are sailing close to the wind Happy Hour I mix my metaphors with whiskey I get up when the sun goes down I don't believe anybody will miss me When I leave this town Mat I pay for my sins in installments?Heard he in love with some other chick/ Yeah yeah, that hurt me, I'll admit.'Since news of the lyrics arose, sources claim Gigi has hit out at 'immature' Perrie: 'Gigi wishes Perrie would just move on and leave her and Zayn alone. Lost love: Sources tell Hollywood Life that the 21-year-old supermodel has issued the plea after it came to light that Little Mix's number one hit, Shout Out To My Ex allegedly contained lyrics regarding 'f**king some model chick'Writing in Little Mix's book, Our World, earlier this year, Perrie said of the split: 'It was horrible, the worst time of my life.
We come and go Alone, together It’s all we know This brief forever fading in the blue But it sure feels good To be alone together with you An Idea For A Country Song In a big double bed she’s waking up On the fancy side of town Her tangled hair the colour Of the sun going down She grinds her own coffee beans And pours herself a cup Her sleep-kissed cheeks the colour Of the sun coming up As for me I roll out of bed And light a cigarette I’m fresh out of coffee But there’s a drop of whisky left I turn the dial on my radio Until I land on the sound Of Kris Kristofferson singing Sunday Morning Coming Down She’s left me she’s left me she’s gone And when she left me she left me With nothing but an idea for a country song I met her on St.In the early version of the song, obtained by News.Au, the lyrics were: 'Heard he been f*****g some model chick/ Yeah that sh*t hurt I'll admit/ But f**k that boy I'm over it.didn't find anything but there is always the chance I should've gone back further in time.) "...yellow matter custard, dripping from a dead dog's eye." (Beatles) "...you'll never find a coupe-de-ville at the bottom of a Cracker Jack box." (Meatloaf) "..ones we most want to kiss, are the ones that most resist." (George Michael) "..upon a time I was falling in love, now I'm just falling apart." (Bonnie Tyler) "...ticking away the moments that make up a dull day." (Pink Floyd) "...never had me a better time, and I guess I never will." (Elton John) "... I have a habit of losing my shirt." (Barenaked Ladies) [ummm... I'm sure someone will correct me.] You can probably guess my generation by these examples.I'll be interested to see what the Gen Xers will post..."Well, you said we'd make a pretty pair And that you'd never leave But you gave away the things you loved And one of them was me" (Carly Simon) "I once had a girl..should I say..once had me" (Beatles) As for the Barenaked Ladies song (I love their name!!A few days before the Year of the Dragon began, Jiayuan (Beautiful Destiny), China’s largest online dating service, summoned new employees to an orientation meeting at its headquarters, in a Beijing office tower. O., peered at a dozen new hires and informed them that they were now in “the happiness business.” She did not smile.