Looking for girls who are boys
Who like boys to be girls
Who do boys like they’re girls
Who do girls like they’re boys
Always should be someone you really love
Blur- Girls and Boys
Looking for girls who are boys
Who like boys to be girls
Who do boys like they’re girls
Who do girls like they’re boys
Always should be someone you really love
Blur- Girls and Boys
I want you to want me
I need you to need me
I’d love you to love me
I’m begging you to beg me
I’d shine up the old brown shoes
I’d put on a brand-new shirt
I’d get home early from work
If you say that you love me
(Cheap Trick)
'Cause when the loving starts, and the lights go down
And there’s not another living soul around
You woo me until the sun comes up
And you say that you love me…
Steeple full of swallows
Smoke in the house
Heart full of my head
Mud in my mouth
You must be the cinder
You must be the sound
You must be the reason
All the lights go down
Where do all the secrets live?
They travel in the air
You can smell them when they burn
They travel
Those who say the past is not dead
Can stop and smell the smoke
(Ben Folds Five)
I wanna live at the Holiday Inn
Where somebody else makes the bed
We’ll watch TV while the lights on the street
Put all the stars to death
It’s been on my mind since Bowie died
Just checking out to hide from life
And all of our problems, I’m gonna solve ‘em
With you ridin’ shotgun
Speeding 'cause fuck the cops
And you
You must’ve been lookin’ for me
Sendin’ smoke signals
Pelicans circling
Burnin’ trash out on the beach…
Bowie’s in space, Bowie’s in space
Whatcha doin’ out there, man?
That’s pretty freaky Bowie
Is it cold out in space, Bowie?
Do you want to borrow my jumper, Bowie?
(Flight of the Conchords)
I wanted to call you the night David Bowie died
But I just sat in my room and cried
I wanted to be perfect for you, everything you wanted me to
Believe me baby, I tried
It would help me to know, do I stand in your way
Or am I the best thing you’ve had?
Believe me, believe me, I can’t tell you why
But I’m trapped by your love and I’m chained to your side…
*Pat Benatar “Love is a Battlefield”
Haha this started off as just fun random lyric references. Now it requires (for me at least) some serious deep thinking & memory jogging lol. Aren’t some of these pieces beautiful?
Change, nothin’ stays the same
Unchained, and ya hit the ground runnin’
Change, ain’t nothin’ stays the same
Unchained, yeah ya hit the ground runnin’
And if you don’t love me now
You will never love me again
I can still hear you saying you would never break the chain
(Fleetwood Mac)
I found a picture of you, oh-oh
Well, it hijacked my world at night
To a place in the past we’ve been cast out of, oh-oh
Now we’re back in the fight
We’re back on the train, yeah
Oh, back on the chain gang
My favorite picture of you
Is the one where you’re staring
Straight into the lens
It’s just a Polaroid shot
Someone took on the spot
No beginning, no end
It’s just a moment in time
You can’t have back
You never left but your bags were packed
Just in case
People take pictures of the summer
Just in case someone thought they had missed it
And to prove that it really existed
Fathers take pictures of the mothers
And the sisters take pictures of brothers
Just to show that they love one another
The Kinks
All I want is a photo in my wallet
A small remembrance of something more solid
All I want is a picture of you…
I’ve been looking so long at these pictures of you
That I almost believe that they’re real
I’ve been living so long with my pictures of you
That I almost believe that the pictures are all I can feel
I’ve been looking so long at these pictures of you
That I almost believe that they’re real
I’ve been living so long with my pictures of you
That I almost believe that the pictures are all I can feel
I found this photograph
Underneath broken picture glass
Tender face of black and white
Beautiful, a haunting sight
Looked into an angel’s smile
Captivated all the while
From her hair and clothes she wore
I’d have placed her in between the wars
(R.E.M.)
Looking through some photographs, I found inside a drawer
I was taken by a photograph of you
There were one or two I know that you would have liked a little more
But they didn’t show your spirit quite as true
You were turning around to see who was behind you
And I took your childish laughter by surprise
And at the moment that my camera happened to find you
There was just a trace of sorrow in your eyes…
The clocks go back
Railway track
Something blocks the line again
And that train runs late for the first time
Today
And all the friends lay down the flowers
Sit on the banks and drink for hours
Talk of the way they saw him last
Local boy in the photograph
Stereophonics- Local Boy in the Photograph (bit dark- sorry!)
Black hole opened in the kitchen
Every clock’s a different time
It would only take the energy to fix it
I don’t know why I am
The way I am, not strong enough to be your man
I try, I can’t stop staring at the ceiling fan and
Spinning out about things that haven’t happened
Breathing in and out…