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Post by felonious on Nov 15, 2020 14:06:14 GMT
Tom Robinson's show last week on 6Music featured opening lyrics with some excellent choices sent in by the listeners.
I don't believe in an interventionist God
But I know, darling, that you do
But if I did, I would kneel down and ask Him
Not to intervene when it came to you
Oh, not to touch a hair on your head
Leave you as you are
If he felt he had to direct you
Then direct you into my arms
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Post by thehartshillbadger on Nov 15, 2020 14:09:28 GMT
No no, no no no no, no no no no, no no there’s no limit!!!
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Post by Cast no shadow on Nov 15, 2020 14:31:23 GMT
How many special people change? How many lives are living strange? Where were you while we were getting high?
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Post by felonious on Nov 15, 2020 14:52:36 GMT
Really don't mind if you sit this one out
My word's but a whisper your deafness a shout
I may make you feel but I can't make you think
Your sperm's in the gutter your love's in the sink
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Post by mattyd2 on Nov 15, 2020 15:05:51 GMT
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Post by mattyd2 on Nov 15, 2020 15:06:23 GMT
That last post of mine was the lyrics to Chariots of Fire
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Post by NassauDave on Nov 15, 2020 15:08:13 GMT
Take me out tonight. Where there’s music and there’s people ....
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Post by telfordstoke on Nov 15, 2020 15:13:29 GMT
I'm rolling thunder, a pouring rain I'm comin' on like a hurricane There's lightning's flashing across the sky You're only young, but you're gonna die A killer statement of intent with the "new singer "
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Post by Orbs on Nov 15, 2020 15:21:30 GMT
'I was a teenage stamp collector - I'd lay on my back on you'd stamp on my face.'
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Post by yeokel on Nov 15, 2020 15:28:11 GMT
They're selling postcards of the hanging They're painting the passports brown The beauty parlor is filled with sailors The circus is in town
Desolation Row Bob Dylan
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Post by telfordstoke on Nov 15, 2020 15:28:37 GMT
Guess who just got back today Them wild-eyed boys that had been away
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Post by foghornsgleghorn on Nov 15, 2020 16:35:52 GMT
I was at a funeral the day I realized I wanted to spend my life with you Sitting down on the steps at the old post office The flag was flying at half-mast And I was thinkin' 'bout how everyone is dying And maybe it's time to live
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Post by felonious on Nov 15, 2020 16:59:32 GMT
Take me out tonight. Where there’s music and there’s people .... Park the car at the side of the road You should know Time's tide will smother you
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Post by felonious on Nov 15, 2020 17:01:35 GMT
It took a lost weekend in a hotel in Amsterdam
And double pneumonia in a single room
And the sickest joke was the price of the medicine
Are you laughing at me now may I please laugh along with you
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Post by Vadiation_Ribe on Nov 15, 2020 17:04:21 GMT
Via Chicago by Wilco:
I dreamed about killing you again last night And it felt alright to me
Dying on the banks of Embarcadero skies I sat and watched you bleed
Buried you alive in a fireworks display Raining down on me
Your cold, hot blood ran away from me to the sea
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Post by somersetstokie on Nov 15, 2020 17:04:30 GMT
And in the death As the last few corpses lay rotting on the slimy thoroughfare The shutters lifted an inch in temperance building, high on Poacher's Hill And red mutant eyes gazed down on Hunger City No more big wheels Fleas the size of rats sucked on rats the size of cats And ten thousand peoploids split into small tribes Coveting the highest of the sterile skyscrapers Like packs of dogs assaulting the glass fronts of Love-Me Avenue Ripping and rewrapping mink and shiny silver fox, now legwarmers Family badge of sapphire and cracked emerald Any day now, the year of the Diamond Dogs "This ain't rock and roll! This is genocide!"
Bowie. 1974. Future Legend. Best ever Album intro.
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Post by salopstick on Nov 15, 2020 17:12:02 GMT
Broken glass, everywhere . People pissing on the stairs, you know they just don't care.
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Post by felonious on Nov 15, 2020 17:15:26 GMT
Justin, gentler than a man
I am down on my knees
At the wireless knobs
I am down on my knees
At those wireless knobs
Telefunken, Telefunken
And I'm searching for
Luxembourg, Luxembourg,
Athlone, Budapest, AFN,
Hilversum, Helvetia
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Post by somersetstokie on Nov 15, 2020 17:29:16 GMT
I would also throw in Anne Wilson and the intro to my favourite song of all time.
I hear the ticking of the clock I'm lying here the room's pitch dark I wonder where you are tonight No answer on the telephone
And the night goes by so very slow Oh I hope that it won't end though Alone
Bam: Till now I always got by on my own. . . .
I would challenge anyone to watch that intro and not be moved. Video's not bad either.
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Post by dirtclod on Nov 15, 2020 17:33:42 GMT
I got a little hoochie mama And a barrel of moonshine. Red Chevrolet at the County Line
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Post by heathstokie on Nov 15, 2020 17:36:22 GMT
Turn off your mind, relax and float down stream It is not dying, it is not dying
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Post by supersimonstainrod on Nov 15, 2020 17:40:47 GMT
We are the village green Preservation Society, God bless Donald Duck,Vaudeville and variety
We are the Desperate Dan Apreciation Society, God save strawberry jam and all the different varieties...
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Post by Kpsje on Nov 15, 2020 17:54:47 GMT
arseholes, bastards, fucking cunts and pricks aerosol, the bricks. that might very well be the greatest opening lyrics to any song ever lol
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Post by lordb on Nov 15, 2020 20:26:38 GMT
Woke up this morning, found myself in bed My knowledge of the Blues was somewhat nil
I was a teenage armchair Honved fan
Half man Half Biscuit
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Post by pretzel on Nov 15, 2020 20:30:43 GMT
arseholes, bastards, fucking cunts and pricks aerosol, the bricks. that might very well be the greatest opening lyrics to any song ever lol We have an early winner here
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Post by pretzel on Nov 15, 2020 20:36:43 GMT
There’s a new sensation... A fabulous creation... A danceable solution... To teenage revolution.
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Post by dutchstokie on Nov 15, 2020 20:42:29 GMT
Sup up lad- I’ve spilt more ale down me waistcoat than you’ve supped ‘the niiiight
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Post by chuffedstokie on Nov 15, 2020 20:43:06 GMT
Some people might say my life is in a rut But I'm quite happy with what I got People might say I should strive for more But I'm so happy I can't see the point.
Thank you Mr Weller.
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Post by pretzel on Nov 15, 2020 20:49:33 GMT
You were working as a waitress in a cocktail bar.. when I met you
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Post by partickpotter on Nov 15, 2020 20:50:30 GMT
Banned from the Roxy... O.K. I never much liked playing there anyway. They said they only wanted well behaved boys, Do they think guitars and microphones are just fucking toys?
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