Post favourite, compelling, or just cool lyrics. Also ambiguous, incorrect, unknown, misheard, or otherwise interesting.I like this song, 'True Love' by Bill Field, (1982):https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zPsM0DppjlcGreat little composition and not an inaccurate lyrical sentiment, (your mileage on the music video may vary). Relatively simple, but I always loved the combination and build from guitar, to bowed strings, to brass.But since it came out I've never quite got all the lyrics. What is the third line for example? I'm just not buying what some of these sites say:https://songsear.ch/song/Billy-Field/True-Love/1024265http://bettyloumusic.com/truelovefield.htm
I VOMIT ON GOD'S CHILDseriously this gets stuck in my head at least once a week
>>123658229I should post the song the lyric is on, Weeping in Heavenhttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YNYDpZDdU1c
>>123658208Chickity China, the Chinese chickenYou have a drumstick and your brain stops tickin'Watching X-Files with no lights onWe're dans la maisonI hope the Smoking Man's in this oneLike Harrison Ford, I'm getting franticLike Sting, I'm tantricLike Snickers, guaranteed to satisfyLike Kurosawa, I make mad films, 'kay, I don't make filmsBut if I did they'd have a SamuraiGonna get a set of better clubsGonna find the kind with tiny nubsJust so my irons aren't always flying off the back-swingGotta get in tune with Sailor Moon'Cause that cartoon has got the boom anime babesThat make me think the wrong thing
>>123658229>>123658249That is so edgy I bet this guy cuts his razor shaving in the morning.
>>123658342Welcome to black metal.
>>123658369What I don't understand is what he's trying to say. Is he saying that he has some kind of minor issue with our Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ? It's a bit unclear exactly what he's trying to convey with this song. Also I noticed his graphic designer seems to have accidentally put the letter T's upside down on his album cover. Good help is so hard to find these days.
>>123658208Here I gaze at a pantheon of oak, a citadel of stone. If this grand panorama before me is what you call God, then God is not dead.I said, "Hell is the sun, burning forever at the center of things, a ball on fire at the center of things, a brain on fire at the center of things."Married to the money introduced her to my nose, showed her how to rip it now she reheatin' on low. She my brap queen, let me sniff it while she blow.
