Song Lyric Sunday

Good morning all you lovely people! How have you been? I hope that life is taking good care of you. How about some music to kick off your Sunday? It’s time once again for Helen Vahdati’s Song Lyric Sunday which is brought to us by Jim Adams who has kindly taken on the job of providing us with a new prompt each week.

Good morning all you lovely people! How have you been? I hope that life is taking good care of you. How about some music to kick off your Sunday? It’s time once again for Helen Vahdati’s Song Lyric Sunday which is brought to us by Jim Adams who has kindly taken on the job of providing us with a new prompt each week. It’s a great way of discovering new music and finding new friends so, if you’d like to play along here are some rules for you:

  • Post the lyrics to the song of your choice, whether it fits the theme or not.
  • Please try to include the songwriter(s) – it’s a good idea to give credit where credit is due.
  • Make sure you also credit the singer/band and if you desire you can provide a link to where you found the lyrics.
  • Link to the YouTube video, or pull it into your post so others can listen to the song.
  • Ping back to this post will eventually work, as long as you are being patient.
  • Read at least one other person’s blog, so we can all share new and fantastic music and create amazing new blogging friends in the process.
  • Feel free to suggest future prompts.
  • Have fun and enjoy the music.

At this point I’m going to say, if you don’t like bad language then don’t go any further  because my choice for this week is a track by Eminem. This may seem like an odd choice for a 52 year old woman but I am actually a huge fan.  Despite the fact that his language is atrocious I find his lyrics to be very clever and often quite moving. In this song he challenges the media promoted  idea that rap is in any way responsible for gang violence.

However, he also talks a little about his own childhood and how he suffered after his Dad walked out on him and his mother, leaving them in poverty. Many people judge Eminem only for his profanity ridden lyrics and don’t realise what he went through to achieve his phenomenal success. Yes he was a drug addict, yes he’s the angriest of all the angry young men but, in my opinion, he is also a poet of considerable talent if you look past the F bombs:

“His house is a broken home, there’s no control, he just let’s his emotions go”

“In the land of the killers, a sinner’s mind is a sanctum”

“But music is reflection of self”

“That’s why we seize the moment try to freeze it and own it, squeeze it and hold it”

The rap is interspersed with bursts of the chorus from the song ‘Sing for the Moment’ by Aerosmith which I also like and did think about posting but, honestly, I prefer the Eminem version because, for me, it’s more than a song. It’s a social commentary and it’s angry and dark and therefore, in my opinion, it’s interesting. I hope you’ll think so too.

 

These ideas are nightmares to white parents
Whose worst fear is a child with dyed hair and who likes earrings
Like whatever they say has no bearing, it’s so scary in a house that allows no swearing
To see him walking around with his headphones blaring
Alone in his own zone, cold and he don’t care
He’s a problem child
What bothers him all comes out, when he talks about
His fuckin’ dad walkin’ out
‘Cause he just hates him so bad that he blocks him out
If he ever saw him again he’d probably knock him out
His thoughts are whacked, he’s mad so he’s talkin’ back
Talkin’ black, brainwashed from rock and rap
He sags his pants, do-rags and a stocking cap
His step-father hit him, so he socked him back, and broke his nose
His house is a broken home, there’s no control, he just let’s his emotions go…

[Chorus]
(C’mon), sing with me, (sing), sing for the years
(Sing it), sing for the laughter, sing for the tears, (c’mon)
Sing it with me, just for today, maybe tomorrow the good Lord’ll take you away…

[Verse 2]
Entertainment is changin’, intertwinin’ with gangsters
In the land of the killers, a sinner’s mind is a sanctum
Holy or unholy, only have one homie
Only this gun, lonely ’cause don’t anyone know me
Yet everybody just feels like they can relate, I guess words are a motherfucker they can be great
Or they can degrade, or even worse they can teach hate
It’s like these kids hang on every single statement we make
Like they worship us, plus all the stores ship us platinum
Now how the fuck did this metamorphosis happen
From standin’ on corners and porches just rappin’
To havin’ a fortune, no more kissin’ ass
But then these critics crucify you, journalists try to burn you
Fans turn on you, attorneys all want a turn at you
To get their hands on every dime you have, they want you to lose your mind every time you mad
So they can try to make you out to look like a loose cannon
Any dispute won’t hesitate to produce handguns
That’s why these prosecutors wanna convict me, strictly just to get me off of these streets quickly
But all they kids be listenin’ to me religiously, so I’m signin’ CDs while police fingerprint me
They’re for the judge’s daughter but his grudge is against me
If I’m such a fuckin’ menace, this shit doesn’t make sense Pete
It’s all political, if my music is literal, and I’m a criminal how the fuck can I raise a little girl
I couldn’t, I wouldn’t be fit to, you’re full of shit too, Guerrera, that was a fist that hit you…

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
They say music can alter moods and talk to you
Well can it load a gun up for you , and cock it too
Well if it can, then the next time you assault a dude
Just tell the judge it was my fault and I’ll get sued
See what these kids do is hear about us totin’ pistols
And they want to get one ’cause they think the shit’s cool
Not knowin’ we really just protectin’ ourselves, we entertainers
Of course the shit’s affectin’ our sales, you ignoramus
But music is reflection of self, we just explain it, and then we get our cheques in the mail
It’s fucked up ain’t it
How we can come from practically nothing to being able to have any fuckin’ thing that we wanted
That’s why we sing for these kids, who don’t have a thing
Except for a dream, and a fuckin’ rap magazine
Who post pin-up pictures on their walls all day long
Idolize their favorite rappers and know all their songs
Or for anyone who’s ever been through shit in their lives
Till they sit and they cry at night wishin’ they’d die
Till they throw on a rap record and they sit, and they vibe
We’re nothin’ to you but we’re the fuckin’ shit in their eyes
That’s why we seize the moment try to freeze it and own it, squeeze it and hold it
‘Cause we consider these minutes golden
And maybe they’ll admit it when we’re gone
Just let our spirits live on, through our lyrics that you hear in our songs and we can…

[Chorus]

Lisa x

Song Lyric Sunday

Happy Sunday guys, hope that you’re all having a great weekend so far! It doesn’t seem possible that another week has passed but here we are again with Song Lyric Sunday which is brought to us by Jim Adams; do pop over and say hi. If you love music and connecting with other bloggers why not play along, it’s great fun :O)

Happy Sunday guys, hope that you’re all having a great weekend so far! It doesn’t seem possible that another week has passed but here we are again with Song Lyric Sunday which is brought to us by Jim Adams; do pop over and say hi. If you love music and connecting with other bloggers why not play along, it’s great fun :O)

Here are some rules for you:

  • Post the lyrics to the song of your choice, whether it fits the theme or not.
  • Please try to include the songwriter(s) – it’s a good idea to give credit where credit is due.
  • Make sure you also credit the singer/band and if you desire you can provide a link to where you found the lyrics.
  • Link to the YouTube video, or pull it into your post so others can listen to the song.
  • Ping back to this post will eventually work, as long as you are being patient.
  • Read at least one other person’s blog, so we can all share new and fantastic music and create amazing new blogging friends in the process.
  • Feel free to suggest future prompts.
  • Have fun and enjoy the music.

For this week, Jim has given us the prompt: Mountain/Hills.

I have made a bit of a stretch with this one but I think it’s a great song and I hope that you’ll enjoy it too.

 

Oh my god
Please help me, knee deep in the river tryin’ to get clean
He says wash your hands, get out the stains
But you best believe, boy, there’s hell to pay
Yeah you best believe, boy, there’s hell to pay, sayin’
Come on

Oh my god
Please help me, waist deep in the river, can you hear my plea?
He says, son, you come like a beggar in the streets
You might make it, boy, but by the skin of your teeth
You might make it, boy, but by the skin of your teeth, sayin’

I rambled with the worst of them
Fell in love with a harlequin
Saw the darkest hearts of men
And I saw myself starin’ back again
And I saw myself starin’ back again

Oh my god
Please help me, neck deep in the river screamin’ for relief
He says, it’s mine to give, but it’s yours to choose
You’re gonna sink or swim, you’re gonna learn the truth
No matter what you do you’re gonna learn the truth sayin’

Ate the bread that once was stone
Fell from a cliff, never broke a bone
Bowed down to get the kings overthrown
And I’m all alone and the fire grows
And I’m all alone and the fire grows

Swing sweet charity
Take what’s left of me
A new beginning or is this the end?
Swing sweet Seraphim
Take me back again
or watch me make the messes of men

I first heard this song whilst watching an episode of The Originals and I was struck by the raw power of it. A very strong beat persists throughout the track and the lyrics speak of violent desperation; it’s hard to explain but this is one of those songs that just stays with you. Just for fun, here’s the scene I was referring to (if you don’t like vampires or violence give it a miss), the song begins at around 1 minute 30.

Have a great day whatever you’re doing :O)

Lisa x

Song Lyric Sunday

How did we get to the end of another week so quickly? I have no idea but here we are again and it’s time for Song Lyric Sunday, our chance to discover new music and and find new blogging friends. Brought to us by Jim Adams (do pop over and say hello, he’d love to see you), this week’s theme is River/Stream/Creek/Brook. If you’d like to play along and I do hope you will because it’s fun, here are some rules for you:

How did we get to the end of another week so quickly? I have no idea but here we are again and it’s time for Song Lyric Sunday, our chance to discover new music and and find new blogging friends. Brought to us by Jim Adams (do pop over and say hello, he’d love to see you), this week’s theme is River/Stream/Creek/Brook. If you’d like to play along and I do hope you will because it’s fun, here are some rules for you:

  • Post the lyrics to the song of your choice, whether it fits the theme or not.
  • Please try to include the songwriter(s) – it’s a good idea to give credit where credit is due.
  • Make sure you also credit the singer/band and if you desire you can provide a link to where you found the lyrics.
  • Link to the YouTube video, or pull it into your post so others can listen to the song.
  • Ping back to this post will eventually work, as long as you are being patient.
  • Read at least one other person’s blog, so we can all share new and fantastic music and create amazing new blogging friends in the process.
  • Feel free to suggest future prompts.
  • Have fun and enjoy the music.

Here is my choice for this week:

 

I see double up ahead
Where the riverboat swayed beneath the sun
Is where the river runs red
Like a King who stalks the wings and shoots a dove
And frees an eagle instead
It’s more or less the same as the things that you said
I see trouble up the road
Like the things you found in love are by the way
And like to cheat on your soul
Like the best and worst of thoughts that lose control
Before you lie on your bed
It’s more or less the same as the things that you said
Anyway for all the things you know tell me why does the river not flow
Anyway for all the things you said tell me why does the river run red
Anyway for all the things you’ve seen tell me when will the river run green
And anyway for all the things you know tell me why does the river not flow
It’s more or less the things you fail to say in your way that’s your trouble
Like a King who stalks the wings and shoots the moon and the stars
And his double
It’s more or less the same as the things that you said
Anyway for all the things you know tell me why does the river not flow
Anyway for all the things you said tell me why does the river run red
Anyway for all the things you’ve seen tell me when will the river run green
And anyway for all the things you know tell me why does the river not flow
I see trouble up ahead
Where the river boat swayed beneath the sun
Is where the river runs red
I see double, that’s my trouble
Songwriters: Damon Minchella / Oscar Lloyd Harrison / Simon Fowler / Stephen Cradock
Riverboat Song lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
This song comes from the Moseley Shoals album which was the only Ocean Colour Scene album I ever bought so I definitely cannot be called a ‘fan’. Saying that, I do love this song as it has a real, angry energy and you can’t help but pound along with the heavy rhythm.
As for the lyrics, I could never figure out what they meant but it almost feels as though they are sung by someone with some sort of raging inner battle, faced with two directions and unsure which one to take.
I hadn’t listened to this for absolutely ages so I started playing some of the other tracks on the album; I’d forgotten how good it is! As a bonus I thought I’d also share this song with you, it’s nothing to do with rivers or brooks but I love it and I hope you will too

 

That’s it. Have a super Sunday everyone :O)

Lisa x

 

Song Lyric Sunday

Good morning and a happy Sunday to you all :O) It’s time to share our favourite tracks once again and to discover new music by connecting with other bloggers. Jim Adams brings us the prompt this week which is Ocean/Sea/Lake/Bay and, I have to say, I found it incredibly difficult. However, I eventually remembered this wonderful song by Pink Floyd and, fortunately, the lyrics only deviate from the prompt a tiny bit ;O)

Good morning and a happy Sunday to you all :O) It’s time to share our favourite tracks once again and to discover new music by connecting with other bloggers. Jim Adams brings us the prompt this week which is Ocean/Sea/Lake/Bay and, I have to say, I found it incredibly difficult. However, I eventually remembered this wonderful song by Pink Floyd and, fortunately, the lyrics only deviate from the prompt a tiny bit ;O)

Beyond the horizon of the place we lived when we were young
In a world of magnets and miracles
Our thoughts strayed constantly and without boundary
The ringing of the division bell had begun
Along the Long Road and on down the Causeway
Do they still meet there by the Cut
There was a ragged band that followed in our footsteps
Running before times took our dreams away
Leaving the myriad small creatures trying to tie us to the ground
To a life consumed by slow decay
The grass was greener
The light was brighter
When friends surrounded
The nights of wonder
Looking beyond the embers of bridges glowing behind us
To a glimpse of how green it was on the other side
Steps taken forwards but sleepwalking back again
Dragged by the force of some inner tide
At a higher altitude with flag unfurled
We reached the dizzy heights of that dreamed of world
Encumbered forever by desire and ambition
There’s a hunger still unsatisfied
Our weary eyes still stray to the horizon
Though down this road we’ve been so many times
The grass was greener
The light was brighter
The taste was sweeter
The nights of wonder
With friends surrounded
The dawn mist glowing
The water flowing
The endless river
Forever and ever
Songwriters: Polly Annie Samson / David Jon Gilmour / Polly Anne Samson
High Hopes lyrics © Imagem Music Inc
I was at at my brother’s apartment when I first heard this song; we were chatting and music was playing softly in the background. The first few bars prompted me to interrupt the discussion and ask him what it was.
The song starts with the tolling of a bell and a melody which I found profoundly sad (although to be fair, in those days, I found sadness in many things). The lyrics speak of the loss of childhood and also of regret:
There was a ragged band that followed in our footsteps
Running before times took our dreams away
Leaving the myriad small creatures trying to tie us to the ground
To a life consumed by slow decay
At the time, this was about 3 years ago, I could only focus on the regret in the words and the fact that death (time) had taken all my dreams away and that my husband’s life had been consumed by slow decay (cancer) and it resonated with me for that reason.
However, what I now find to be most profound is the message in the song, namely that looking at the horizon and always wanting what we dream may be there will take away any pleasure that we have in this moment. This achingly beautiful song is a poetic expansion of “The grass is always greener on the other side of the fence”.

Song Lyric Sunday

Good Morning One and All and Happy Sunday! It’s time again for our weekly foray into the wonderful world of music; what better place to lose yourself? If you’re a music fan or you’re looking for a fun way to meet new bloggers why not play along? SLS is brought to us this week by Jim Adams and he has challenged us to come up with the prompt “No”. If you’d like to play along and why wouldn’t you because its fun, here are some rules for you:

Good Morning One and All and Happy Sunday! It’s time again for our weekly foray into the wonderful world of music; what better place to lose yourself? If you’re a music fan or you’re looking for a fun way to meet new bloggers why not play along? SLS is brought to us this week by Jim Adams and he has challenged us to come up with the prompt “No”. If you’d like to play along and why wouldn’t you because its fun, here are some rules for you:

  • Post the lyrics to the song of your choice, whether it fits the theme or not.
  • Please try to include the songwriter(s) – it’s a good idea to give credit where credit is due.
  • Make sure you also credit the singer/band and if you desire you can provide a link to where you found the lyrics.
  • Link to the YouTube video, or pull it into your post so others can listen to the song.
  • Ping back to this post will eventually work, as long as you are being patient.
  • Read at least one other person’s blog, so we can all share new and fantastic music and create amazing new blogging friends in the process.
  • Have fun and enjoy the music.

 

Feeling the moment the slip away
Losing direction you’re losing faith
You’re wishing for someone
Feeling it all begin to slide
Am I just like you?
All the things you do
can’t help myself
How do you feel when there’s no sun?
And how will you be when rain clouds come and pull you down again?
How do you feel when there’s no one?
Am I just like you?
Turning to face what you’ve become
Bury the ashes of someone
Broken by the strain
Trying to fill that space inside
Am I just like you?
All the things you do
can’t help myself
How do you feel when there’s no sun?
And how will you be when rain clouds come and pull you down again?
How do you feel when there’s no one?
Am I just like you?
All the things you do
Don’t ever feel
that you’re alone
I’ll never let you down
I’ll never leave you dry
Don’t fall apart
Don’t let it go
Carry the motion
Carry the motion back to me (to me)
Feeling the moment the slip away
Feeling the moment the slip away
So I’m just like you
How do you feel when there’s no sun?
And how will you be when rain clouds come and pull you down again?
How do you feel when there’s no one?
Am I just like you?
Songwriters: Grant Nicholas
Feeling a Moment lyrics © BMG Rights Management
This brilliant song starts with a huge, brief burst of energy and then quickly slows. The lead singer and song writer, Grant Nicholas, speaks to his audience directly in an intimate and personal way. He’s speaking to someone who seems to be giving up on life with, seemingly great empathy and understanding but then he poses the question ‘Am I just like you?’
He goes on to say that, whatever happens he will always be there and that they’ll never need to feel alone but, for me, the last words of the song and the way that they are sung have always sounded like a cry for help. I wonder then if the question
“And how will you be when rain clouds come and pull you down again?”
is almost willing the other person to feel sad and lonely so that he will not have to feel alone. What is it they say about ‘misery loves company’?
This is one of my absolute favourite Feeder tracks and I really hope that you like it. Have a wonderful Sunday :O)
Lisa x

Song Lyric Sunday: Laughter

Morning Everyone :O) I’ve rather missed Song Lyric Sunday over the last couple of weeks so I’m pleased to see that it’s back albeit with a new host. Helen is taking a well deserved break but Jim Adams has kindly offered to step in as guest host, thanks Jim :O) If you haven’t played along please do give it a try, it’s such a great way to meet blogging friends and discover new music. The rules are simple:

Morning Everyone :O) I’ve rather missed Song Lyric Sunday over the last couple of weeks so I’m pleased to see that it’s back albeit with a new host. Helen is taking a well deserved break but Jim Adams has kindly offered to step in as guest host, thanks Jim :O) If you haven’t played along please do give it a try, it’s such a great way to meet blogging friends and discover new music. The rules are simple:

  • Post the lyrics to the song of your choice, whether it fits the theme or not.
  • Please try to include the songwriter(s) – it’s a good idea to give credit where credit is due and it’s honestly just a simple Google search.
  • Make sure you also credit the singer/band and provide a link to where you found the lyrics.
  • Link to the YouTube video, or pull it into your post so others can listen to the song.
  • Ping back to this post will work best.
  • Read at least one other person’s blog so we can all share new and fantastic music and create amazing new blogging friends in the process.
  • Feel free to use the Song Lyric Sunday badge by copying it into your post or add it to your site to show you are participating.

Despite this being an unquestionably cheerful prompt I offer you a song which is anything but just because I love it:

Wake
From your sleep
The drying of
Your tears
Today
We escape
We escape
Pack
And get dressed
Before your father hears us
Before
All hell
Breaks loose
Breathe
Keep breathing
Don’t loose
Your nerve
Breathe
Keep breathing
I can’t do this
Alone
Sing
Us a song
A song to keep
Us warm
There’s
Such a chill
Such a chill
You can laugh
A spineless laugh
We hope your
Rules and wisdom choke you
Now
We are one
In everlasting peace
We hope that you choke
That you choke
We hope that you choke
That you choke
We hope
That you choke
That you choke
Songwriters: Colin Charles Greenwood / Edward John O’brien / Jonathan Richard Guy Greenwood / Philip James Selway / Thomas Edward Yorke
Exit Music (For a Film) lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc
This song opens almost in a whisper with just a lone guitar strumming in the background. One child to another begging for silent tears only as they make their midnight escape from a tyrannical father; you can hear, almost feel the fear and desperation. The music then begins to rise as he begs her (I’ve always imagined a boy and girl) to keep breathing, to stay strong. He then tries to divert her from her fears, pleading with her to sing a song and we hear the sound of children playing in the background.
As they become cold, lost and tired, the boy’s anger begins to mount and he taunts the Father who had so terrorised the girl at his side with the childish but heartfelt words:
“We hope your rules and wisdom choke you”
From this moment the music builds and builds to a crescendo which tells the end of the story – the two children who’d made their bid for freedom die together, the boy still with the curse ‘we hope that you choke’ on his lips. I’d always imagined that they were lost in a blizzard and found the next morning, wrapped in each others arms, in a snow drift just a mile from the house where the girl had been so tormented.
This really is a beautiful song but I am afraid it won’t give you a laugh……
Lisa x

Song Lyric Sunday: Girls

Good morning fellow bloggers, I hope that your week has been kind to you and that you’re in tearing spirits and ready for Song Lyric Sunday. This musical challenge, brought to us by the lovely Helen is a great opportunity to share your favourite tracks, discover new music and hook up with other bloggers; why not give it a try?

Good morning fellow bloggers, I hope that your week has been kind to you and that you’re in tearing spirits and ready for Song Lyric Sunday. This musical challenge, brought to us by the lovely Helen is a great opportunity to share your favourite tracks, discover new music and hook up with other bloggers; why not give it a try?

If you’d like to have a go, here are some rules for you:

  • Post the lyrics to the song of your choice, whether it fits the theme or not
  • Please try to include the songwriter(s) – it’s a good idea to give credit where credit is due and it’s honestly just a simple Google search
  • Make sure you also credit the singer/band and provide a link to where you found the lyrics
  • Link to the YouTube video, or pull it into your post so others can listen to the song
  • Ping back to this post or my own Song Lyric Sunday post
  • Read at least one other person’s blog so we can all share new and fantastic music and create amazing new blogging friends in the process

It took me ages to think of a song this morning but I finally came up with one that takes me back to my angst ridden teenage years:

Armalite, street lights, nightsights
Searching the roofs for a sniper, a viper, a fighter
Death in the shadows he’ll maim you, he’ll wound you, he’ll kill you
For a long forgotten cause, on not so foreign shores
Boys baptised in wars
Morphine, chill scream, bad dream
Serving as numbers on dogtags, flakrags, sandbags
Your girl has married your best friend, loves end, poison pen
Your flesh will always creep, tossing turning sleep
The wounds that burn so deep

Your mother sits on the edge of the world
When the cameras start to roll
Panoramic viewpoint resurrect the killing fold
Your father drains another beer, he’s one of the few that cares
Crawling behind a Saracen’s hull from the safety of his living room chair
Forgotten sons, forgotten sons, forgotten sons

And so as I patrol in the valley of the shadow of the tricolour
I must fear evil, for I am but mortal and mortals can only die
Asking questions, pleading answers from the nameless faceless watchers
That stalk the carpeted corridors of Whitehall

Who orders desecration, mutilation, verbal masturbation
In the guarded bureaucratic wombs

Minister, minister care for your children, order them not into damnation
To eliminate those who would trespass against you
For whose is the kingdom, the power, the glory forever and ever, Amen
Halt who goes there, Death, approach friend

You’re just another coffin on its way down the emerald aisle
When your children’s stony glances mourn your death in a terrorist’s smile
The bomber’s arm placing fiery gifts on the supermarket shelves
Alley sings with shrapnel detonate a temporary hell
Forgotten Sons

From the dole queue to the regiment a profession in a flash
But remember Monday signings when from door to door you dash
On the news a nation mourns you unknown soldier, count the cost
For a second you’ll be famous, your medal posthumous

Forgotten sons, forgotten sons
Peace on earth and mercy mild, Mother Brown has lost her child
Just another Forgotten Son

Writer(s): JELLYMAN BRIAN, DICK DEREK WILLIAM, POINTER MICHAEL JAMES, KELLY MARK COLBERT, TREWAVAS PETER JOHN, MINNETT DIZ, ROTHERY STEVEN THOMAS
Musically this won’t be for everyone and for me, to be honest, it was always more about the lyrics with this track and the sense of anger and bitterness that came with them. The song was written to protest the violence incited and carried out by the IRA and I found it be intelligent, poignant and powerful. It’s not everyone that can come up with the lyric:
“Who orders desecration, mutilation, verbal masturbation
In the guarded bureaucratic wombs”
and the lead singer, Fish, almost spits out some words whilst others are a caress. You’ll make up your own minds and I’m fairly sure that some of you won’t listen to the end but, in my opinion, it’s a brilliantly crafted protest song.
I’d be genuinely interested to know your thoughts..
Lisa x

Song Lyric Sunday: Boys

Good morning Wordpress folk, I hope that you’ve had a good week! Hasn’t it gone quickly? It’s Sunday once more and time to peruse the playlists and get your groove on as we prepare for Song Lyric Sunday. I don’t know how she does it but Helen manages to come up with something new every single week and our prompt for today is boys.

Good morning WordPress folk, I hope that you’ve had a good week! Hasn’t it gone quickly? It’s Sunday once more and time to peruse the playlists and get your groove on as we prepare for Song Lyric Sunday. I don’t know how she does it but Helen manages to come up with something new every single week and our prompt for today is boys.

If you haven’t played along please give it a go; it’s a fun way to discover new tunes and meet new bloggers. Here are some rules for you:

  • Post the lyrics to the song of your choice, whether it fits the theme or not
  • Please try to include the songwriter(s) – it’s a good idea to give credit where credit is due and it’s honestly just a simple Google search
  • Make sure you also credit the singer/band and provide a link to where you found the lyrics
  • Link to the YouTube video, or pull it into your post so others can listen to the song
  • Ping back to this post or my own Song Lyric Sunday post
  • Read at least one other person’s blog so we can all share new and fantastic music and create amazing new blogging friends in the process

See, there’s nothing to it :O)

My song choice for this week has deviated slightly from the prompt just because I wanted the opportunity to share this stunning track with you:

When your heart’s in someone else’s hands
Monkey see and monkey do
Their wish is your command
Not to blame
Everyone’s the same
All you do is love and love is all you do
I should know by now the way I fought for you
You’re not to blame, everyone’s the same
I know you think that you’re safe
Mister
Harmless deception
That keeps love at bay
It’s the ones who resist that we most want to kiss
Wouldn’t you say?
Cowboys and angels
They all have the time for you
Why should I imagine that I’d be a find for you
Why should I imagine
That I’d have something to say
But that scar on your face
That beautiful face of yours
In your heart there’s a trace
Of someone before
When your heart’s in someone else’s plans
Things you say and things you do
That they don’t understand
You’re not to blame
Always ends the same
You can call it love but I don’t think it’s true
You should know by now
I’m not the boy for you
You’re not to blame
Always ends the same
I know you think that you’re safe
Sister
Harmless affection that keeps things this way
It’s the ones who persist for the sake of a kiss
Who will pay and pay
Cowboys and angels
They all have the time for you
Why should I imagine that I was designed for you
Why should I believe
That you would stay
But that scar on your face
That beautiful face of yours
Don’t you think that I’d know
They’ve hurt you, before
Take this man to your place
Maybe his hands can help you forget
Please be stronger than your past
The future may still give you a chance
The future, the future, not the past
That scar on your face
That beautiful face of yours
Don’t you think that I know
They hurt you before
Songwriters: George Michael
Cowboys & Angels lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc
For me, this song is reminiscent of late night jazz clubs; it’s around 2am and a few couples are clinging together, swaying around the dance floor, completely caught up in each other. George Michael’s voice is like honey: soft, sweet and rich and the music just flows with the rhythm of a heartbeat.
The lyrics tell of the hopelessness of loving someone who ‘loves’ for a living i.e. a prostitute. It could be a tawdry tale but instead it’s something really quite beautiful and almost innocent. It’s one of my favourite songs to chill out to and I really hope that you like it.
Have a super Sunday :O)
Lisa x

Song Lyric Sunday: First

Another Sunday has rolled round and here we all are, ready to rock, with Song Lyric Sunday, the brainchild of the lovely Helen. If you like to meet new bloggers and love music please play along…

Another Sunday has rolled round and here we all are, ready to rock, with Song Lyric Sunday, the brainchild of the lovely Helen. If you like to meet new bloggers and love music please play along…

Here are the “rules”:

  • Post the lyrics to the song of your choice, whether it fits the theme or not
  • Please try to include the songwriter(s) – it’s a good idea to give credit where credit is due and it’s honestly just a simple Google search
  • Make sure you also credit the singer/band and provide a link to where you found the lyrics
  • Link to the YouTube video, or pull it into your post so others can listen to the song
  • Ping back to this post or my own Song Lyric Sunday post
  • Read at least one other person’s blog so we can all share new and fantastic music and create amazing new blogging friends in the process

The first time, ever I saw your face
I thought the sun rose in your eyes
And the moon and the stars
Were the gifts you gave
To the dark, and the endless skies
My Love

And the first time, ever I kissed your mouth
I felt the earth move in my hands
Like the trembling heart
Of a captive bird
That was there, at my command
My Love

And the first time, ever I lay with you
I felt your heart so close to mine
And I knew our joy
Would fill the earth
And last, til the end of time
My Love
And last, ’til the end of time
My love

The first time, ever I saw
Your face
Your face
Your fa-ace
Your face

Writer(s): MCCOLL EWAN

What can I say about this song? It is absolutely beautiful that’s what! Roberta Flack’s voice is soft and alluring and the melody haunting; it’s a song for late nights, laying on the beach as warm winds soothe you to sleep….

We’ve all seen the films where eyes meet across a crowded room and the main characters fall instantly in love; this song is the perfect background for such a scene. You may dismiss it as romantic nonsense but it does happen. The first time I saw the man who would become my husband I fell in love and he said the same; I don’t have the necessary skill with words to sum up those feelings, the writer of this song does……..

I hope that you enjoy it. Have a wonderful Sunday everyone

Lisa x

Song Lyric Sunday: Listen

Good morning all you lovely folk out there in Wordpress land! Here we are again at the end of another week and it’s time for the fantastic Song Lyric Sunday created and brought to us by the lovely Helen. If you’d like to play along (you really should, it’s such fun!) here are some rules for you:

Good morning all you lovely folk out there in WordPress land! Here we are again at the end of another week and it’s time for the fantastic Song Lyric Sunday created and brought to us by the lovely Helen. If you’d like to play along (you really should, it’s such fun!) here are some rules for you:

  • Post the lyrics to the song of your choice, whether it fits the theme or not
  • Please try to include the songwriter(s) – it’s a good idea to give credit where credit is due and it’s honestly just a simple Google search
  • Make sure you also credit the singer/band and provide a link to where you found the lyrics
  • Link to the YouTube video, or pull it into your post so others can listen to the song
  • Ping back to this post or my own Song Lyric Sunday post
  • Read at least one other person’s blog so we can all share new and fantastic music and create amazing new blogging friends in the process

Here is my choice for this week; you can’t go wrong with Pink Floyd right?

Us and them
And after all we’re only ordinary men
Me and you
God only knows

It’s not what we would choose to do
Forward he cried from the rear
And the front rank died
And the general sat
And the lines on the map
Moved from side to side
Black and blue

And who knows which is which and who is who
Up and down
And in the end it’s only round ‘n round
Haven’t you heard it’s a battle of words
The poster bearer cried
Listen son, said the man with the gun
There’s room for you inside
 
“I mean, they’re not gonna kill ya, so if you give ’em a quick short, sharp, shock, they won’t do it again. Dig it? I mean he get off lightly, ’cause I would’ve given him a thrashing – I only hit him once! It was only a difference of opinion, but really…I mean good manners don’t cost nothing do they, eh?”
 
Down and out
It can’t be helped that there’s a lot of it about
With, without
And who’ll deny it’s what the fighting’s all about?
Out of the way

It’s a busy day
I’ve got things on my mind
For the want of the price
Of tea and a slice
The old man died
 
Songwriters: Roger Waters / Rick Wright
Us and Them lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc
What can I say about this track? Well, it’s just sublime isn’t it? It’s the sort of song that should be listened to on a cold winters night, laying in front of a log fire where all you have to do is watch the flames as they dance before your eyes. 
 
I hope you enjoy it!
 
Have a wonderful Sunday one and all
 
Lisa x