Opening Lines to Songs

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Was just thinking about this in the car on the way in. There have been some smashing opening lines to songs:

‘One summer evening drunk t’hell I sat there nearly lifeless’ (The Pogues/Pair of Brown Eyes)
‘The island it is quiet now but the ghosts still haunt the waves’ (The Pogues/Thousands are Sailing)
‘I sit at my table and wage war on myself’ (REM/World Leader Pretend)
‘All men have secrets and here is mine - so let it be known’ (The Smiths/What difference does it make?)
‘Oh mother I can feel the soil falling over my head’ (The Smiths/I Know its Over)
‘I am the son and the heir of a shyness that is criminally vulgar’ (The Smiths/How Soon is Now?)
‘I don’t believe in an interventionalist god’ (Nick Cave/Into My Arms)
‘In the morning I am a recluse lost in memories, ideal situations and convulsions’ (Whipping Boy/We D’ont Need Nobody Else)

And my favourite from Palace Music/The Mountain Low:

‘If I could fuck a mountain…’

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“You know the day destroys the night, Night divides the day” The Doors - Break on Through

“Punctured bicycle on a hillside desolate” The Smiths -This Charming man

“Did you see the stylish kids in the riot” The Libertines - Time for Heroes

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Great stuff - off to a two hour meeting now, shall be thinking of nothing else for its duration.

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I live my life in the city /
but there’s no easy way out

I wish I had a bottle /
right here in my pretty face

I am an architecht /
they call me a butcher

The world is a vampire /
sent to drain

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Heard Tom Petty there this morning

“She’s a good girl, loves her mama, loves Jesus and America, too”

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[quote=“farmerinthecity”]Was just thinking about this in the car on the way in. There have been some smashing opening lines to songs:

‘One summer evening drunk t’hell I sat there nearly lifeless’ (The Pogues/Pair of Brown Eyes)
‘The island it is quiet now but the ghosts still haunt the waves’ (The Pogues/Thousands are Sailing)
‘I sit at my table and wage war on myself’ (REM/World Leader Pretend)
‘All men have secrets and here is mine - so let it be known’ (The Smiths/What difference does it make?)
‘Oh mother I can feel the soil falling over my head’ (The Smiths/I Know its Over)
‘I am the son and the heir of a shyness that is criminally vulgar’ (The Smiths/How Soon is Now?)
‘I don’t believe in an interventionalist god’ (Nick Cave/Into My Arms)
‘In the morning I am a recluse lost in memories, ideal situations and convulsions’ (Whipping Boy/We D’ont Need Nobody Else)

And my favourite from Palace Music/The Mountain Low:

‘If I could fuck a mountain…’[/quote]

I always wondered why you were such a miserable fucker Farmer and now I see your smiths devotion. It’s all dropping into place…

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My, brother, knows, Karl Marx,
He met him eating mushrooms in the peoples park,

Sultans of Ping FC; Where’s Me Jumper

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ub40 classic
“There’s a rat in mi kitchen what am I gonna do?
There’s a rat in mi kitchen what am I gonna go?”

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Is there something wrong with me if I know none of these songs?

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‘A heart that’s full up like a landfill, a job that slowly kills you, bruises that won’t heal.’ Radiohead, No Suprises

‘When I’m at the pearly gates. This’ll be on my videotape’. Radiohead, Videotape

‘When routine bites hard and ambitions are low’ Joy Division, Love will tear us apart.

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Theres a solitary man crying ‘hold me’ and its only because he’s alonely
and if the keeper of time runs slowly he won’t be alive for long

She came from Greece she had a thirst for knowledge
She studied at St Martin’s College, that’s where I
Caught her eye.

I can feel the earth begin to move
I hear my needle hit the groove

River splashes against the rocks and I scale the slope and hope the tracks won’t
Lead me down to dark black pits or Places where we fall to bits…

The screen door slams. Mary’s dress sways,
Like a vision she dances across the porch as the radio plays

You have never been in love, until you’ve seen the stars,
reflect in the resevoirs

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I’ve been struck down by a voice that speaks from deep beneath the endless water - Tool - Undertow

To win just once would be enough, For those who’ve lost in life and love - saw doctors

Try to be best Cause youre only a man And a mans gotta learn to take it - Joe Esposito - Karate Kid

Off the rails I was and Off the rails I was happy to stay - Piccadilly Palare - Morrissey

There’s a guy in the place, got a bittersweet face And he goes by the name of Ebeneezer Goode - Shamen

Listen to the victim, abused by the system The basis is racist, you know that we must face this. - PWEI - Ich bin ein auslander

I want to be as free as the spirits of those who left, I’m talking Malcom, Coltrane, my man Yusef - Common - Be

I am an antichrist - sex pistols

Every finger in the room is pointing at me
I wanna spit in their faces then I get afraid of what that could bring - Tori Amos - Crucify

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“She came from Greece she had a thirst for knowledge” Common People - Pulp

“Hey Smilin’ strange, You lookin’ happily deranged” Hey Sandy - Polaris

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Not so much opening lines as opening couplets these:

“Der Sascha, der ist arbeitslos, was macht er ohne Arbeit blo?
Er schneidet sich die Haare ab und pinkelt auf ein Judengrab”
Die Toten Hosen - Sascha

“About the time that Daddy left to fight the big war
I saw my first pistol in the general store”
Steve Earle - The Devil’s Right Hand

“I remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel, you were talking so brave and so sweet,
giving me head on the unmade bed, while the limousines wait in the street.”
Leonard Cohen - Chelsea Hotel #2

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Lets go for a drive
And see the town tonight
There’s nothing to do
But I don’t mind when I’m with you

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Captain Planet, he’s a hero, gonna take polution down to zero

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Sixteen military wives
Thirty-two softly focused brightly coloured eyes
Staring at the natural tan
Of thirty-two gently clenching wrinkled little hands

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I’m a little tin soldier
that wants to jump into your fire
you are a look in your eye
a dream passing by in the sky

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Son I’m thirty, I only went with your mother cos she’s dirty

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Shammy cleaning all the windows
Singing songs about Edith Piaf’s soul
And I hear the blue strains of “no regredior”
Across the street from Cathedral Notre Dame