I would say a lot of Bob Dylans work-

Blowin in the wind- How many times will cannonballs fly, before theyre forever banned?
How many years can people exist before theyre forever free? etc etc

Knockin on heavens door- Mama take this gun offa me, I can't shoot them anymore' etc

Hurricane and many others have those kind of social elements in them.

Billy Joel- Piano man
It's 9 oclock ona saturday, there's am old man sititng next to me making love to his tonic and gin..etc etc

U2's sunday bloody sunday and of course peace on earth.

She got her hands up on her knees and her bows on her thighs
She got the twerkin and the servin so I know that she fly
She got me hype, I wanna bite hr right now yi yi
Say I yi yi yi yi.
[Verse 1]
Look at shawty snap make that ass clap
Niggas in the club spendin dubs when its PHAT
Lookin real fine, standin 5'9 high heels on right on time
God damn look at shawty she makin that ass jiggle
I lke the way you wobbedy, wobbedy when it wiggle
Anybody down for my nursery rhyme riddle
Some of these hoes be full creamin in the middle


[Verse 2]
She shakin ass and gettin paid cause she makin her cheese
She ain't scared to get on the floor to show her ass and titties
If she doin it quite right I might just give her fifty
I be drankin hennesy so i'm damn to tip see
I no them hoes in the club they ain't twerkin fo free
If she dancin like she should she'll make her money
I like them freaky ass hoes twitchin asses fo me
Ahhh shit thats it so im so im spendin my cheese


[Hook]2x


[Verse 3]
Jimmy club let me see ya I yi yi
Blue flame let me see ya I yi yi
Magic City let me see ya I yi yi
Body Chap let me see ya I yi yi
Jazzy T's let me see ya I yi yi
Club Pleeders let me see ya I yi yi
School hoes let me see ya I yi yi
And if you ain't twerkin BITCH BYE YI YI


[Verse 4]
Shawty let me see you on the flow butt naked
Show stoppin pussy poppin
Damn I like the way you take it
Up & down
Side to side
Round & round
Touch the ground
There you go now you know how gotta make yo cash flow
Put them poles touch them toes let mesee that ass roll
All in the booty club shawty shake it fo a dub
Out of sight so i might stick yo ass a lil somethin
Make that pussy fo a blunt


[Hook]2x


[Verse 5]
Hoes shakin ass like a real freak
Tryin to get that muthafuckin ends meat
Don't be tryin to muthafuckin tease me
Cause im bout tipped on that hennesy
But i'll still give you a dub doe
But ya cha gotta shake that ass hoe
Work real hard for tha cash flow
Bring yo ass to tha dance flow


[Verse 6]
One time for them bitches at that gel in tha club
Them bitches shakin ain't no fakin and they came to buy dubs
Them niggas hatin steady waitin so we can't come back
I'm on this track up out this here while she work that cat
Pussy poppin shawty droppin say she gone get blowed
She average everybody for a mid cheese hoe
Fuck them niggas and yo niggas that be hatin that be hatin on the guy
They in the club with them thugs screamin I YI YIIII


Beautiful. Thought provoking. Great, great lyrics.

AErosmith-Livin on the edge-

where you judge a wise man by the colour of his skin?

Great lyric...

u2- Crumbs from your table

Where you were born shouldn't decide whether your rich or poor. Greta line Bono!

I don't normally pay a lot of attention to lyrics, but a song like Tool's Hooker with a Penis just demands attention:

---------------------------------------------

I, met a boy, wearing Van, 501s, and a
Dope, Beastie t, nipple rings,
New tattoos that claim that he
Was OGT,
back from '92,
on the first EP.

And in between
Sips of Coke
He told me that
He thought
We were sellin' out,
Layin' down,
Suckin' up
To the man.

Well now I've got some
A-dvice for you, little buddy.
Before you point your finger
You should know that
I'm the man,

And if I'm the man,
Then you're the man, and
He's the man as well so you can
Point that fuckin' finger up your ass.



...(later in the song)



All you know about me is what I've sold you,
Dumb fuck.
I sold out long before you ever heard my name.

I sold my soul to make a record,
Dip shit,
And you bought one.

All you read and
Wear or see and
Hear on TV
Is a product
Begging for your
Fatass dirty
Dollar

Shut up and...
Buy my new record
Send more money
Fuck you, buddy.

---------------------------------------------

Savage, biting... brilliant.

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quote:

Originally posted by RavingLunatic:
Selections from Songs: Ohia's Didn't It Rain, probably my favorite album ever lyrically (anyone who's ever struggled with depression knows what this guy is talking about):

from "Didn't It Rain":

...

Jason Molina is my favorite lyricist, hands down.

Wow, from what I read, that'll be one of the cds I'll buy today. Sounds like something I'll enjoy. I heavn't heard SONGS:OHIA yet.

quote:

Originally posted by musicfanatic:

quote:

Originally posted by RavingLunatic:
Selections from Songs: Ohia's Didn't It Rain, probably my favorite album ever lyrically (anyone who's ever struggled with depression knows what this guy is talking about):

from "Didn't It Rain":

...

Jason Molina is my favorite lyricist, hands down.

Wow, from what I read, that'll be one of the cds I'll buy today. Sounds like something I'll enjoy. I heavn't heard SONGS:OHIA yet.

Yeah, definitely check them out. Jason Molina, along with Thom Yorke and Sufjan, is among my top 3 favorite artists right now. Didn't It Rain and Magnolia Electric Co are his two best in my opinion, though The Lioness is something of a cult favorite among many hardcore fans.

I think that Paul Simon's work, taken as a whole, offers an incredible view on life. He has bared his soul to us for more than 40 years, and has captured the highs and lows of life for all of us who are his contemporaries or sort of his contemporaries. I'm 15 years younger than him, but his music over the years has reflected so much of my life and the lives of many of my friends. I especially love You're the One and the new one, Surprise, wherein he is becoming more autobiographical and more complex. When I heard 'That's Where I Belong', 'Old', and Quiet off YTO, I alternatly laughed and cried. In Surprise, I love all of them. Wartime Prayers, Outrageous, just about all of them. It's one thing to lay bare your foibles when you are young and supremely confident, quite another to do the same when you are 64. He continues to drive his bands into the ground, working them and him incessantly while making an album and while practicing for a tour. Lots of people comment on society, etc for a couple of years, but Paul Simon has been doing it sublimely since 1965!!!!!

Hejira
by Joni Mitchell

I'm traveling in some vehicle
I'm sitting in some cafe
A defector from the petty wars
That shell-shock love away.

There's comfort in melancholy
When there's no need to explain
It's just as natural as the weather
In this moody sky today.

In our possessive coupling
So much cannot be expressed
So now I am returning to myself
These things that you and I suppressed.

I see something of myself in everyone
Just at this moment of the world
As snow gathers like bolts of lace
Waltzing on a ballroom girl.

You know it never has been easy
Whether you do or you do not resign
Whether you travel the breadth of extremities
Or stick to some straighter line.

Now here's a man and a woman sitting on a rock
They're either going to thaw out or freeze
Listen...
Strains of Benny Goodman coming through the snow and the pinewood trees.

I'm porous with travel fever
But you know I'm so glad to be on my own
Still somehow the slightest touch of a stranger
Can set up trembling in my bones.

I know - no one's going to show me everything
We all come and go unknown
Each so deep and superficial
Between the forceps and the stone.

Well I looked at the granite markers
Those tribute to finality - to eternity
And then I looked at myself here
Chicken-scratching for my immortality.

In the church they light the candles
And the wax rolls down like tears
There's the hope and the hopelessness
I've witnessed thirty years.

We're only particles of change I know, I know
Orbiting around the sun
But how can I have that point of view
When I'm always bound and tied to someone?

White flags of winter chimneys
Waving truce against the moon
In the mirrors of a modern bank
From the window of a hotel room.

I'm traveling in some vehicle
I'm sitting in some cafe
A defector from the petty wars
Until love sucks me back that way.

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Originally posted by DebbieSue:
I think that Paul Simon's work, taken as a whole, offers an incredible view on life. He has bared his soul to us for more than 40 years, and has captured the highs and lows of life for all of us who are his contemporaries or sort of his contemporaries. I'm 15 years younger than him, but his music over the years has reflected so much of my life and the lives of many of my friends. I especially love You're the One and the new one, Surprise, wherein he is becoming more autobiographical and more complex. When I heard 'That's Where I Belong', 'Old', and Quiet off YTO, I alternatly laughed and cried. In Surprise, I love all of them. Wartime Prayers, Outrageous, just about all of them. It's one thing to lay bare your foibles when you are young and supremely confident, quite another to do the same when you are 64. He continues to drive his bands into the ground, working them and him incessantly while making an album and while practicing for a tour. Lots of people comment on society, etc for a couple of years, but Paul Simon has been doing it sublimely since 1965!!!!!

I've never really 'gotten into' Paul Simon (not quite sure why that's been the case), but your post just really inspired me and I think I'll be making "Surprise" my next purchase. Thanks for your insights.

This is a song called Hourly, Daily by Aussie band You Am I about a mother dealing with her skinhead son:

Don't let there be
Something sour in my coffee.
There's fourteen year olds
Screaming get out of my country.
I won't let him rise just to say goodbye.
Hourly, daily.

The August cold
brings something bad in his sock drawer.
And there's too much hate
covering up those once white walls.
I don't want my boy to think that I'm only to avoid.
Tread safe hourly, daily.

He is the spitting image of the eldest of two.
Now what kind of mess have you gone and got yourself into?

Make a morning pledge
To the hum of the city quiet.
Pray the daybreak sun
Can fill up the holes of a sleepless night.
Bring one good face into this house today.
Hourly, daily.

He is the spitting image of the eldest of two.
Now what kind of mess have you gone and got yourself into?