Random Song Lyrics

I went home with the waitress, the way I often do.
Well how was I to know she was with the Russians too

I was gambling in Havana, I took a little risk
Send lawyers, guns and money, to get me out of this.

He took little Suzie to the Junior Prom
Excitable boy, they all said
And he raped her and killed her, then he took her home
Excitable boy, they all said
Well, heā€™s just an excitable boy

After ten long years they let him out of the home
Excitable boy, they all said
And he dug up her grave and built a cage with her bones
Excitable boy, they all said
Well, heā€™s just an excitable boy

[QUOTE=ā€œEsso Oil, post: 1140729, member: 2735ā€]He took little Suzie to the Junior Prom
Excitable boy, they all said
And he raped her and killed her, then he took her home
Excitable boy, they all said
Well, heā€™s just an excitable boy

After ten long years they let him out of the home
Excitable boy, they all said
And he dug up her grave and built a cage with her bones
Excitable boy, they all said
Well, heā€™s just an excitable boy[/QUOTE]

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[QUOTE=ā€œEsso Oil, post: 1140729, member: 2735ā€]He took little Suzie to the Junior Prom
Excitable boy, they all said
And he raped her and killed her, then he took her home
Excitable boy, they all said
Well, heā€™s just an excitable boy

After ten long years they let him out of the home
Excitable boy, they all said
And he dug up her grave and built a cage with her bones
Excitable boy, they all said
Well, heā€™s just an excitable boy[/QUOTE]

Sounds like Nick Cave-style lyrics.

Warren Zevon even

Just to keep the Warren Zevon vibe going

Well I went to the doctor
I said Iā€™m feeling kind of rough
ā€˜Let me break to you son
Your shits fcuked upā€™

I said My shits fcuked up?
Well I donā€™t see how.
He said the shit that used to work
It wonā€™t work now

I saw a werewolf drinking a pina colada at Trader Vicā€™s
His hair was perfect
Werewolves of London again

Something thatā€™s been to my mind of late, great opening lyrics to songs? Love this one

Please allow me to introduce myself
Iā€™m a man of wealth and taste.
Iā€™ve been around for a long long year
Stole many a mans soul to waste

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ā€œYouā€™re dressed to kill and guess whoā€™s dyingā€

Youā€™ve loved me as a loser. Now youā€™re worried that I just might win.

It hasnā€™t all been easy,
But sure thatā€™s the way it goes,
Weā€™ve been shaken, rocked and rattled,
Taken jabs and body blows,
Thereā€™s a strength in being together,
Like a steel bar that wonā€™t bend,
Nevermind the strangers

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Best line ā€¦
When you have played against a galeforce wind,
and it changes at halftime

Now to conclude and finish my story.
If thereā€™s a young one, looking for a man,
Take the bus from Bearna, down to Lisdoonvarna

Now the boys look so bashful when they go out courtinā€™
They seem to look so very shy
As to kiss a young maid, sure they seem half afraid
But they would if they could on the sly

My today
Fell in from the top

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My mama donā€™t like you and she likes everyone
And I never like to admit that I was wrong
And Iā€™ve been so caught up in my job, didnā€™t see whatā€™s going on
But now I know, Iā€™m better sleeping on my own

Youā€™ve loved me as a loser. Now youā€™re worried that I just might win

Leonard Cohen - First we take Manhatten

Genius

My back is numb
My hands are freezing

Four who shared this room and we were caught up in the crack
Sleeping late on Sundays and we never got to Mass

Itā€™s a long way from Clare to here
Itā€™s a long way from Clare to here
Itā€™s a long, long way
It getā€™s further by the day
Itā€™s a long, long way from Clare to here

When Friday comes around weā€™re only into fighting
My Ma would like a letter home but Iā€™m too tired for writing

Itā€™s a long way from Clare to here
Itā€™s a long way from Clare to here
Itā€™s a long, long way
It getā€™s further by the day
Itā€™s a long, long way from Clare to here

It almost breaks my heart when I think of my family
I told them Iā€™d be coming home with my pockets full of green

Itā€™s a long way from Clare to here
Itā€™s a long way from Clare to here
Itā€™s a long, long way
It getā€™s further by the day
Itā€™s a long, long way from Clare to here

The only time I feel alright is when Iā€™m into drinking
It can sort of ease the pain of it and it levels out my thinking

Itā€™s a long way from Clare to here
Itā€™s a long way from Clare to here
Itā€™s a long, long way
It getā€™s further by the day
Itā€™s a long, long way from Clare to here

I sometimes hear the fiddles play, maybe itā€™s just a notion
I dream I see white horses dance upon that other ocean

Itā€™s a long way from Clare to here
Itā€™s a long way from Clare to here
Itā€™s a long, long way
It getā€™s further by the day
Itā€™s a long, long way from Clare to here

I know youā€™ll think itā€™s twee, but for a lad like myself who it feels sometimes like heā€™s spent his whole life emigrating, I find it as powerful a set of lyrics as there are.

Lovely tune, another one Iā€™d be liable to blast out if the mood took me.

You used to get it in your fishnets
Now you only get it in your night dress