| The Cars – You Can't Hold On Too Long Lyrics | 2 years ago |
| @[RichardSpeck:48988] I always thought it was "Gallo" glass... as in the (Ernest and Julio) winery. | |
| The Replacements – Black Diamond Lyrics | 5 years ago |
| No idea why this posted twice.... | |
| The Replacements – Black Diamond Lyrics | 5 years ago |
| Whenever I hear this song, it brings back fond memories of some of the dicey downhill skiing adventures I somehow survived. :-) | |
| The Replacements – Black Diamond Lyrics | 5 years ago |
| Whenever I hear this song, it brings back fond memories of some of the dicey downhill skiing adventures I somehow survived. :-) | |
| Led Zeppelin – Going to California Lyrics | 6 years ago |
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I'd always interpreted the first two lines as "Spent my days with a woman unkind, [she] smoked my stuff and drank all my wine." "Stuff" here is a metaphor for material possessions, while "wine" widely carries a spiritual connotation. "Spent" (past-tense) suggests that whatever he'd thought they had was over. In other words, she took everything he had to give, and then left him after she'd bled him dry. |
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| Carly Simon – You Belong To Me Lyrics | 7 years ago |
| Evidently, he doesn't. | |
| Emerson, Lake & Palmer – Lucky Man Lyrics | 7 years ago |
| This sounds like the story of a man who never found peace with himself. He was beyond wealthy, either having been born to high station, or was a self-made man. In any case, he possessed, as commonplace, things most people could only dream of. But all these riches didn't bring him happiness or fulfillment. So empty was he inside, so desperate was he to find meaning to his life, that he left his riches behind to seek it in service to king and country, fighting their wars (plural). But in the end, he could only cry bitterly to himself as his life slipped away on the battlefield, having never found who he really was, or his purpose. | |
| R.E.M. – Pretty Persuasion Lyrics | 7 years ago |
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He's decided on something brand new that he's excited about. But the neighborhood Ice Cream man and his woman give him the hard-sell and so he gets the same old soft serve cone, which he soon realizes isn't what he wanted at all, and ends up with a complete mess because of it. A cautionary tale, about paying too much attention to what others think, and ending up stuck in a rut and never going anywhere as a result. (No?) |
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| Dire Straits – Your Latest Trick Lyrics | 9 years ago |
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He makes a distinction between the belles in the first phrase and the whores in the second, so I don't think it's about a prostitute, per se. Rather, it's about a woman whom he'd let himself get way too close to, and she burned him. He sees "the satin beaus and their belles" in the bars he frequents, who are there just to hook up (late night bargains). He speaks of the city afterwards, how empty and lonely it is... how empty and lonely he is. He never saw it coming. She worked her way into his heart with her superficial love for him, (pass key made out of wax), and he fell for it, and for her. But what she didn't have the intelligence to realize is that he had already freely opened himself up to her, and would've given her everything (twelve keys) if she would have been true to him and made a commitment to him (his "chain"/ring). But she was immature and fickle and moved on to yet another, leaving him to feel used, as if he were just a 'John' to her. And as he's standing outside of the bar with all of the other "satin jazzmen" (would-be beaus) who've "put away their horns" (no belles left anymore to 'play for'/bargain with), he bitterly concedes himself the fool at having thought he could change this woman, who obviously had a history of doing this kind of thing, but at the same time indirectly calls her a whore by 'handing it to her and her latest trick.' |
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| ABBA – The Winner Takes It All Lyrics | 9 years ago |
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@[agh:9015] Several years ago, after half a century on this rock, I finally found the one, my soulmate... the one whom I love with a love stronger, deeper, and more selfless than I ever knew I was capable of. And nearly every day since I met her I've wept, and feel my heart ripped from my chest, because I can never be with her, I can only ever be her friend. So don't presume to lecture me. I would trade my despair for a simple broken heart any day... at least that would eventually mend. |
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| Rush – A Passage To Bangkok Lyrics | 15 years ago |
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Actually, it's "Wreathed in smoke in Lebanon" not "We've been smokin' Lebanon" As for the "midnight oil" reference, Google "hash oil" -- can't believe you guys missed THAT one ;-) The song is about smoking pot (in its various forms) exclusively. |
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| ABBA – The Winner Takes It All Lyrics | 15 years ago |
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This has to be the most maddeningly frustrating song I've ever heard. It has one of the prettiest melodies and progressions, coupled with lyrics that range from awesome to awful. I don't wanna talk About the things we've gone through Though it's hurting me Now it's history (Starts out OK enough) I've played all my cards (For some reason, I just love this phrase... finality, hopelessness, loss) And that's what you've done too (meh...) Nothing more to say No more ace to play (Well duh, you just said in the last line that you've played ALL your cards, so naturally you wouldn't have any left, let along an ace). The winner takes it all The loser standing small Beside the victory That's her destiny I was in your arms Thinking I belonged there I figured it made sense Building me a fence Building me a home Thinking I'd be strong there (wonderful poignant verse up to this point) But I was a fool Playing by the rules (you know, we're not stupid, we get it. Never mind the title. With the 'cards' reference in the first verse and 'winner/loser/victory' in the first chorus... we get it, you're using the concept of a contest as a parallel for your failed relationship and losing your lover to an adversary. We get it. Why do you have to keep beating us over the head with it? You're not being clever anymore by forcing more 'game' references in. Just leave it alone.) The gods may throw a dice (rolls eyes) Their minds as cold as ice And someone way down here Loses someone dear (this is a sweet line... could've been sweeter without the vibrato though, IMHO) The winner takes it all The loser has to fall It's simple and it's plain Why should I complain. (Never, EVER rhyme with a homonym... comPLAIN + PLAIN? Bleh.) But tell me does she kiss Like I used to kiss you? Does it feel the same When she calls your name? Somewhere deep inside You must know I miss you (These are some of the most AWESOMELY BEAUTIFUL three lines of any song I've ever heard. Tears welling up... just perfect! But then...) But what can I say (Wha...?! Whoa, NO... Please!!!) Rules must be obeyed (NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I can't go on. It really gives the feeling that this song was in a half-written state, and then just rushed at the last minute to be recorded. There are so many instances of great lyrical starts that sound like they were then handed off to a fifth-grader to finish. Flame away if you wish, but this song could have been awesome, maybe even a classic, if not for the laziness of the writers. |
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| Kansas – Portrait (He Knew) Lyrics | 15 years ago |
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Could easily be about Syd Barrett. I was just reading about him, and this song suddenly came to mind. Granted, the line "His numbers are not the way" doesn't quite make sense in that context. But OTOH, if you take "died" symbolically, everything else fits. |
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| U2 – Zoo Station Lyrics | 17 years ago |
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I'm ready for what's next... ready to say I'm glad to be alive, I'm ready for "the push," I'll be crawling around on my hands and knees... the whole first verse and bridge is simply about being born. The second verse deals with the middle teenage years, as the child-becoming-a-man/woman is forced to come to terms with the angst of soon having to leave the safe cocooned life he/she knows (Zoo Station), and go out into the world (The Zoo) to find his/her own way (face pressed up against the glass in anticipation). The train (time) is what carries us along on life's journey. Pretty straightforward stuff for Bono, IMHO. So the band's new direction, subjecting them to those same feelings of anticipation, uncertainty and insecurity as the child in the song, could well be another level... a metaphor on top of a metaphor. |
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