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  1. #1

    More of my favourite lyrics.

    Can’t see why this one will be deletied.

    Fruit Tree



    Fame is but a fruit tree
    So very unsound.
    It can never flourish
    ‘til its stock is in the ground
    So men of fame
    Can never find a way
    ‘til time has flown
    Far from their dying day

    Forgotten while you’re here
    Remembered for a while
    A much updated ruin
    From a much outdated style

    Life is but a memory
    Happened long ago
    Theatre full of sadness
    For a long forgotten show
    Seems so easy
    Just to let it go on by
    ‘til you stop and wonder
    Why you never wondered why

    Safe in the womb
    Of an everlasting night
    You find the darkness can
    Give the brightest light
    Safe in your place deep in the earth
    That’s when they’ll know what you were truly worth
    Forgotten while you’re here
    Remembered for a while
    A much updated ruin
    From a much outdated style

    Fame is but a fruit tree
    So very unsound
    It can never flourish
    ‘til it’s stock is in the ground
    So men of fame
    Can never find a way
    ‘til time has flown
    Far from their dying day

    Fruit tree, fruit tree
    No-one knows you but the rain and the air
    Don’t you worry
    They’ll stand and stare when you’re gone

    Fruit tree, fruit tree
    Open your eyes to another year
    They’ll all know
    That you were here when you’re gone

  2. #2

    Re: More of my favourite lyrics.

    i was only joking when i'd like to smash every tooth in your head

    one of my favs -1986

  3. #3

    Re: More of my favourite lyrics.

    Quote Originally Posted by Nick View Post
    Can’t see why this one will be deletied.

    Fruit Tree



    Fame is but a fruit tree
    So very unsound.
    It can never flourish
    ‘til its stock is in the ground
    So men of fame
    Can never find a way
    ‘til time has flown
    Far from their dying day

    Forgotten while you’re here
    Remembered for a while
    A much updated ruin
    From a much outdated style

    Life is but a memory
    Happened long ago
    Theatre full of sadness
    For a long forgotten show
    Seems so easy
    Just to let it go on by
    ‘til you stop and wonder
    Why you never wondered why

    Safe in the womb
    Of an everlasting night
    You find the darkness can
    Give the brightest light
    Safe in your place deep in the earth
    That’s when they’ll know what you were truly worth
    Forgotten while you’re here
    Remembered for a while
    A much updated ruin
    From a much outdated style

    Fame is but a fruit tree
    So very unsound
    It can never flourish
    ‘til it’s stock is in the ground
    So men of fame
    Can never find a way
    ‘til time has flown
    Far from their dying day

    Fruit tree, fruit tree
    No-one knows you but the rain and the air
    Don’t you worry
    They’ll stand and stare when you’re gone

    Fruit tree, fruit tree
    Open your eyes to another year
    They’ll all know
    That you were here when you’re gone
    Class

  4. #4

    Re: More of my favourite lyrics.

    A soul with no footprint
    A rose with no thorn

  5. #5

    Re: More of my favourite lyrics.

    Tonight you're mine, completely.

    One of the greatest opening lines ever.

  6. #6

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    Quote Originally Posted by Charlie View Post
    Tonight you're mine, completely.

    One of the greatest opening lines ever.
    That songs about a girl wondering if she should lose her virginity to the guy or not. She's worried he'll shag her and feck off.

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    Re: More of my favourite lyrics.

    Good evening I'm from essex
    In case you couldn't tell
    My given name is Dickie, I come from Billericay
    And I'm doing very well
    Had a love affair with Nina
    In the back of my Cortina
    A seasoned up hyena could not have been more obscener
    She took me to the cleaners
    And other misdemeanours
    But I got right up between her
    Rum and her Ribena
    Well, you ask Joyce and Vicki
    If candy-floss is sticky
    I'm not a blinking thicky
    I'm Billericay Dickie
    And I'm doing very well
    I bought a lot of brandy
    When I was courting Sandy
    Took eight to make her randy
    And all I had was shandy
    Another thing with Sandy
    What often came in handy
    Was passing her a 'Mandy'
    She didn't half go bandy
    So you ask Joyce and Vicki
    If I ever took the mickey
    I'm not a flipping thicky
    I'm billeicay dickie
    And I'm doing very well
    I'd rondez-vouez with Janet
    Quite near the Isle of Thanet
    She looked more like a gannet
    She wasn't half a prannet
    Her mother tried to ban it
    Her father helped me plan it
    And when I captured Janet she bruised her pomegranet
    So you ask Joyce and Vicki
    If I ever shaped up tricky
    I'm not a blooming thicky
    I'm Billericay Dickie
    And I'm doing very well
    You should never hold a candle if you don't know where it's been
    The jackpot is in the handle on a normal fruit machine
    So you ask Joyce and Vicki
    Who's their brickie
    I'm not a common thicky
    I'm Billericay Dickie
    And I'm doing very well
    I know a lovely old toe-rag obliging and noblesse
    Kindly, charming shag from Shoeburyness

  8. #8

    Re: More of my favourite lyrics.

    Quote Originally Posted by MOZZER2 View Post
    i was only joking when i'd like to smash every tooth in your head

    one of my favs -1986
    Great song
    Great album

  9. #9

    Re: More of my favourite lyrics.

    Quote Originally Posted by Baloo View Post
    Good evening I'm from essex
    In case you couldn't tell
    My given name is Dickie, I come from Billericay
    And I'm doing very well
    Had a love affair with Nina
    In the back of my Cortina
    A seasoned up hyena could not have been more obscener
    She took me to the cleaners
    And other misdemeanours
    But I got right up between her
    Rum and her Ribena
    Well, you ask Joyce and Vicki
    If candy-floss is sticky
    I'm not a blinking thicky
    I'm Billericay Dickie
    And I'm doing very well
    I bought a lot of brandy
    When I was courting Sandy
    Took eight to make her randy
    And all I had was shandy
    Another thing with Sandy
    What often came in handy
    Was passing her a 'Mandy'
    She didn't half go bandy
    So you ask Joyce and Vicki
    If I ever took the mickey
    I'm not a flipping thicky
    I'm billeicay dickie
    And I'm doing very well
    I'd rondez-vouez with Janet
    Quite near the Isle of Thanet
    She looked more like a gannet
    She wasn't half a prannet
    Her mother tried to ban it
    Her father helped me plan it
    And when I captured Janet she bruised her pomegranet
    So you ask Joyce and Vicki
    If I ever shaped up tricky
    I'm not a blooming thicky
    I'm Billericay Dickie
    And I'm doing very well
    You should never hold a candle if you don't know where it's been
    The jackpot is in the handle on a normal fruit machine
    So you ask Joyce and Vicki
    Who's their brickie
    I'm not a common thicky
    I'm Billericay Dickie
    And I'm doing very well
    I know a lovely old toe-rag obliging and noblesse
    Kindly, charming shag from Shoeburyness
    Remember my mother being mortified when she had friends round and I played Plaistow Patricia in the other room.

  10. #10

    Re: More of my favourite lyrics.

    Quote Originally Posted by StraightOuttaCanton View Post
    Remember my mother being mortified when she had friends round and I played Plaistow Patricia in the other room.
    Unforgettable opening line.

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  12. #12

    Re: More of my favourite lyrics.

    You've got a lotta nerve to say you are my friend
    When I was down you just stood there grinnin'
    You've got a lotta nerve to say you got a helping hand to lend
    You just want to be on the side that's winnin'
    You say I let you down, ya know its not like that
    If you're so hurt, why then don't you show it?
    You say you've lost your faith, but that's not where its at
    You have no faith to lose, and ya know it
    I know the reason, that you talked behind my back
    I used to be among the crowd you're in with
    Do you take me for such a fool, to think I'd make contact
    With the one who tries to hide what he don't know to begin with?
    You see me on the street, you always act surprised
    You say "how are you?", "good luck", but ya don't mean it
    When you know as well as me, you'd rather see me paralyzed
    Why don't you just come out once and scream it
    No, I do not feel that good when I see the heartbreaks you embrace
    If I was a master thief perhaps I'd rob them
    And tho I know you're dissatisfied with your position and your place
    Don't you understand, its not my problem?
    I wish that for just one time you could stand inside my shoes
    And just for that one moment I could be you
    Yes, I wish that for just one time you could stand inside my shoes
    You'd know what a drag it is to see you

  13. #13

    Re: More of my favourite lyrics.

    Across the evening sky, all the birds are leaving
    But how can they know it's time for them to go?
    Before the winter fire, I will still be dreaming
    I have no thought of time

    For who knows where the time goes?
    Who knows where the time goes?

    Sad, deserted shore, your fickle friends are leaving
    Ah, but then you know it's time for them to go
    But I will still be here, I have no thought of leaving
    I do not count the time

    For who knows where the time goes?
    Who knows where the time goes?

    And I am not alone while my love is near me
    I know it will be so until it's time to go
    So come the storms of winter
    And then the birds in spring again
    I have no fear of time

    For who knows how my love grows?
    And who knows where the time goes?

    StT.
    <><

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    The rain falls down on last year's man
    That's a Jew's harp on the table
    That's a crayon in his hand
    And the corners of the blueprint are ruined since they rolled
    Far past the stems of thumbtacks
    That still throw shadows on the wood
    And the skylight is like skin for a drum I'll never mend
    And all the rain falls down amen
    On the works of last year's man
    I met a lady, she was playing with her soldiers in the dark
    Oh one by one she had to tell them
    That her name was Joan of Arc
    I was in that army, yes I stayed a little while
    I want to thank you, Joan of Arc
    For treating me so well
    And though I wear a uniform I was not born to fight
    All these wounded boys you lie beside
    Goodnight, my friends, goodnight

    I came upon a wedding that old families had contrived
    Bethlehem the bridegroom
    Babylon the bride
    Great Babylon was naked, oh she stood there trembling for me
    And Bethlehem inflamed us both
    Like the shy one at some orgy
    And when we fell together all our flesh was like a veil
    That I had to draw aside to see
    The serpent eat its tail

    Some women wait for Jesus, and some women wait for Cain
    So I hang upon my altar
    And I hoist my axe again
    And I take the one who finds me back to where it all began
    When Jesus was the honeymoon
    And Cain was just the man
    And we read from pleasant Bibles that are bound in blood and skin
    That the wilderness is gathering
    All its children back again

    The rain falls down on last year's man
    An hour has gone by
    And he has not moved his hand
    But everything will happen if he only gives the word
    The lovers will rise up
    And the mountains touch the ground
    But the skylight is like skin for a drum I'll never mend
    And all the rain falls down amen
    On the works of last year's man


    StT.
    <><

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    Houses iced in whitewash guard a pale shore-line
    Cornered by the cactus and the pine.
    Here I wander where sweet sage and strange herbs grow
    Down a sun-baked crumpled stony road.

    Dusty wheels leaning rusting in the sun;
    Snuff brown walls where Spanish lizards run.
    Here I'm shadowed by a dragon fig tree's fan
    Ringed by ants and musing over man.

    I'll unwind my old strings while the sun shine down
    Won't climb any high thing while the sun shine.
    Formentera Lady sing your song for me
    Formentera Lady sweet lover.

    Lamplights glows on old guitars the travellers strum;
    Insence children dance to an Indian drum.
    Here Odysseus charmed for dark Circe fell,
    Still her perfume lingers still her spell.

    Time's grey hand won't catch me while the sun shine down
    Untie and unlatch me while the stars shine.
    Formentera Lady dance your dance for me
    Formentera Lady dark lover.

    StT. <><

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    I might be a honkey
    But I'm hung like a donkey

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    Meanwhile the TV commercials are sweeping the day
    Brainwashing innocent kids into thinking their way
    The wet politicians and clergymen have much to say
    Defending desires of the sheep they are leading astray
    And Ma's favourite pop star is forcing a grin he's a smash
    Obliging the soft-headed viewers to act just as flash
    The village TV hooks its victims on give away cash
    The addicts are numbers who serve to perpetuate trash

    And O how the sea she roars with laughter
    And howls with the dancing wind
    To see my stupid poetry shuffleing

  18. #18

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    I was a miner
    I was a docker
    I was a railway man
    Between the wars
    I raised a family
    In times of austerity
    With sweat at the foundry
    Between the wars.

    I paid the union and as times got harder
    I looked to the government to help the working man
    And they brought prosperity down at the armoury
    We're arming for peace, me boys
    Between the wars.

    I kept the faith and I kept voting
    Not for the iron fist but for the helping hand
    For theirs is a land with a wall around it
    And mine is a faith in my fellow man
    Theirs is a land of hope and glory
    Mine is the green field and the factory floor
    Theirs are the skies all dark with bombers
    And mine is the peace we knew
    Between the wars.

    Call up the craftsmen
    Bring me the draftsmen
    Build me a path from cradle to grave
    And I'll give my consent
    To any government
    That does not deny a man a living wage.

    Go find the young men never to fight again
    Bring up the banners from the days gone by
    Sweet moderation
    Heart of this nation
    Desert us not, we are
    Between the wars.

  19. #19

    Re: More of my favourite lyrics.

    Quote Originally Posted by Nick View Post
    Can’t see why this one will be deletied.

    Fruit Tree



    Fame is but a fruit tree
    So very unsound.
    It can never flourish
    ‘til its stock is in the ground
    So men of fame
    Can never find a way
    ‘til time has flown
    Far from their dying day

    Forgotten while you’re here
    Remembered for a while
    A much updated ruin
    From a much outdated style

    Life is but a memory
    Happened long ago
    Theatre full of sadness
    For a long forgotten show
    Seems so easy
    Just to let it go on by
    ‘til you stop and wonder
    Why you never wondered why

    Safe in the womb
    Of an everlasting night
    You find the darkness can
    Give the brightest light
    Safe in your place deep in the earth
    That’s when they’ll know what you were truly worth
    Forgotten while you’re here
    Remembered for a while
    A much updated ruin
    From a much outdated style

    Fame is but a fruit tree
    So very unsound
    It can never flourish
    ‘til it’s stock is in the ground
    So men of fame
    Can never find a way
    ‘til time has flown
    Far from their dying day

    Fruit tree, fruit tree
    No-one knows you but the rain and the air
    Don’t you worry
    They’ll stand and stare when you’re gone

    Fruit tree, fruit tree
    Open your eyes to another year
    They’ll all know
    That you were here when you’re gone
    One of his best

  20. #20

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    Fashion crisis hits New York
    I saw a blind man he was eating his fork
    He said that's what you have to do to be cool
    You eat your cutlery instead of your food.

  21. #21

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    She's not a picture above somebody's fire
    She sits in a towel with a purple hair dryer,
    She waits to get even with me.
    She hooks up her cupcakes and puts on her jumper
    Explains that she'll be late to a worrying mother,
    She meets me in Piccadilly.
    A begging folk singer stands tall by the entrance
    His song relays worlds of most good intentions,
    A fiver a ten p in his hat for collection.
    She talks about office she talks about dresses
    She's seen one she fancies her smile is impressing,
    So maybe I'll treat her someday.
    We queue among strangers and strange conversation
    Love's on the lips of all forms of engagements,
    All queuing to see tonight's play.
    A man behind me talks to his young lady
    He's happy that she is expecting his baby,
    His wife won't be pleased but she's not been round lately.
    The girl was so dreadful we left in a hurry
    We escaped in the rain for an Indian curry,
    At the candle lit Taj Mahal.
    My lips to a napkin I called for a taxi
    The invite of eyes made it tense but relaxed me,
    My mind took a devious role.
    The cab took us home through a night I'd not noticed
    The neon club lights of adult films and Trini Lopez,
    My arm around love but my acting was hopeless.
    We crept like two thieves from the kettle to the fire
    We kissed to the sound of the silence that we'd hired,
    Now captured, your love in my arms.
    A door opened slightly a voice spoke in worry
    Mum went to bed without wind of the curry,
    Our secret love made its advance.
    Like Adam and Eve we took bite on the apple
    Loose change in my pocket it started to rattle,
    Heart like a gun was just half of the battle.

  22. #22

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    Difficult to beat this -

    https://youtu.be/T6zqb3gf5aA

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