Favourite lines in favourite songs

[standing stone]

Just been listening to Grit.

For a non-religious person, I am always taken aback by the strength of the words in Liberation: both Michael Marra (Grit) and David Hayman (Grit Orchestra) make mighty deliveries from the cliff of sound:

(Psalm 118, 15-23; King James Version)

The voice of rejoicing and salvation
is in the tabernacles of the righteous;
the right hand of the Lord doeth valiantly.

The right hand of the Lord is exalted;
the right hand of the Lord doeth valiantly.

I shall not die, but live
and declare the works of the Lord.


The Lord hath chastened me sorely,
but He hath not given me over unto death.

Open to me the gates of righteousness;
I will go into them, and I will praise the Lord"

This is the gate of the Lord,
into which the righteous shall enter.

I will praise Thee, for Thou hast heard me
and art become my salvation.

The stone which the builders refused
has become the head stone of the corner.

This is the Lord's doing; it is marvellous in our eyes.

Open to me the gates of righteousness; I will go into them.

Liberation

Liberation

This is the Lord's doing; it is marvellous in our eyes.

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Apr 15, 2016 12:55:16 GMT standing stone said:

Just been listening to Grit.

For a non-religious person, I am always taken aback by the strength of the words in Liberation: both Michael Marra (Grit) and David Hayman (Grit Orchestra) make mighty deliveries from the cliff of sound:

(Psalm 118, 15-23; King James Version)

The voice of rejoicing and salvation
is in the tabernacles of the righteous;
the right hand of the Lord doeth valiantly.

The right hand of the Lord is exalted;
the right hand of the Lord doeth valiantly.

I shall not die, but live
and declare the works of the Lord.


The Lord hath chastened me sorely,
but He hath not given me over unto death.

Open to me the gates of righteousness;
I will go into them, and I will praise the Lord"

This is the gate of the Lord,
into which the righteous shall enter.

I will praise Thee, for Thou hast heard me
and art become my salvation.

The stone which the builders refused
has become the head stone of the corner.

This is the Lord's doing; it is marvellous in our eyes.

Open to me the gates of righteousness; I will go into them.

Liberation

Liberation

This is the Lord's doing; it is marvellous in our eyes.

[deserttraveller]

With the guards of Magog, swarming around,
The Pied Piper takes his children underground.
Dragons coming out of the sea,
Shimmering silver head of wisdom looking at me.
He brings down the fire from the skies,
You can tell he's doing well by the look in human eyes.
Better not compromise.
It won't be easy.

666 is no longer alone,
He's getting out the marrow in your back bone,
And the seven trumpets blowing sweet rock and roll,
Gonna blow right down inside your soul.
Pythagoras with the looking glass reflects the full moon,
In blood, he's writing the lyrics of a brand new tune.

Genesis- Suppers Ready.

ps Bet you all knew that already

[sc]

Apr 18, 2016 22:08:12 GMT deserttraveller said:

With the guards of Magog, swarming around,
The Pied Piper takes his children underground.
Dragons coming out of the sea,
Shimmering silver head of wisdom looking at me.
He brings down the fire from the skies,
You can tell he's doing well by the look in human eyes.
Better not compromise.
It won't be easy.

666 is no longer alone,
He's getting out the marrow in your back bone,
And the seven trumpets blowing sweet rock and roll,
Gonna blow right down inside your soul.
Pythagoras with the looking glass reflects the full moon,
In blood, he's writing the lyrics of a brand new tune.

Genesis- Suppers Ready.

ps Bet you all knew that already

Errrr no I didn't, funny how some things miss me Like my record/CD collection has no Eagles, Barclay James Harvest or Crosby, Still Nash and Young how did that happen?  Ooooh that could be another thread

[hotdrummer]

Well desert traveller, this song was played annually on the Friday Rock Show by Tommy Vance (RIP) 'TV on the Radio'. He used to get listeners to vote for their favourite rock track of all time and compile a top ten. Supper's Ready was often #2.

[hotdrummer]

SC, get some BJH. They were from Oldham way. Their music stands the test of time. e.g. Mill Boys and Poor Boy's Blues.
'If I tell you tomorrow i'm leaving, would you understand the reason why'

[sc]

Apr 20, 2016 12:06:33 GMT hotdrummer said:

SC, get some BJH. They were from Oldham way. Their music stands the test of time. e.g. Mill Boys and Poor Boy's Blues.
'If I tell you tomorrow i'm leaving, would you understand the reason why'

and I even met one of them and chatted briefly at Womad once.  Didn't have a clue who he was, some middle aged bloke with who I assumed was with his daughter, we chatted about what we had seen, then someone from the music industry came up and introduced himself to the man and lady I been talking to.  The man with the lady introduced himself followed by "of Barclay James Harvest", I wish I could remember who he said he was, nice chap, but I bailed out at that point as they wanted to talk   

[beanstew]

Joanna Newsom - Emily

And, Emily, I saw you last night by the river
I dreamed you were skipping little stones across the surface of the water
Frowning at the angle where they were lost, and slipped under forever,
In a mud-cloud, mica-spangled, like the sky'd been breathing on a mirror

Anyhow, I sat by your side, by the water
You taught me the names of the stars overhead that I wrote down in my ledger
Though all I knew of the rote universe were those pleiades loosed in December
I promised you I'd set them to verse so I'd always remember

That the meteorite is a source of the light
And the meteor's just what we see
And the meteoroid is a stone that's devoid of the fire that propelled it to thee

And the meteorite's just what causes the light
And the meteor's how it's perceived
And the meteoroid's a bone thrown from the void that lies quiet in offering to thee

And everything she has ever written.

[deserttraveller]

Hope this is not a cheat as it is the line from a movie but it was this music that I chose as the  last music at my Dad's  funeral at the crematorium 3 years ago. As a fervant non believer he would have loved all that Da vinci stuff. 

The Holy Grail ‘neath ancient Roslin waits.

The blade and chalice guarding o’er Her gates.

Adorned in masters’ loving art, She lies.

She rests at last beneath the starry skies.

[sc]

O God
High in your fields above earth
Come and be real for us
You with your mind
Oh yes you are
Beautifully fine

O Girl
Electric witch you are
Limp in society's ditch you are
Visually fine
Oh yes you are
But mentally dying

O boy
Just like a boat you are
Sunk but somehow you float you do
Mentally weak
Oh yes you are
But so much you speak

[calndel]

Metallica "Creeping Death"

Slaves
Hebrews born to serve, to the pharaoh
Heed
To his every word, live in fear
Faith
Of the unknown one, the deliverer
Wait
Something must be done, four hundred years

So let it be written
So let it be done
I'm sent here by the chosen one
So let it be written
So let it be done
To kill the first born pharaoh son
I'm creeping death

Now
Let my people go, land of goshen
Go
I will be with thee, bush of fire
Blood
Running red and strong, down the Nile
Plague
Darkness three days long, hail to fire

So let it be written
So let it be done
I'm sent here by the chosen one
So let it be written
So let it be done
To kill the first born pharaoh son
I'm creeping death

Die by my hand
I creep across the land
Killing first born man

Die by my hand
I creep across the land
Killing first born man

I
Rule the midnight air, the destroyer
Born
I shall soon be there, deadly mass
I
Creep the steps and floor, final darkness
Blood
Lamb's blood, painted door, I shall pass

So let it be written
So let it be done
I'm sent here by the chosen one
So let it be written
So let it be done
To kill the first born pharaoh son
I'm creeping death


now go bang your head against a wall and persecute the original population

[beanstew]

hey kid, I've got a ride for you
they say your brain is a comic book tattoo
and you'll never be anything

"what will you do with your life"
oh, that's all you hear from noon till night

take a trip on a rocket ship baby
where the sea is the sky
i know the guy who runs the place
and he's out of sight

straight suits, they don't understand
she tried, that one with the alligator boots
but the other side drew her in

heart falling fast when she left
even the milky way was dressed in black

Tori Amos - Flying Dutchman

[sc]

God said to me "Gonna kick your ass - 'cos all you do is ask ask ask
All that energy looking for me when I'm sitting here inside you - plain to see
How I built you cell for cell gave you sights to see - gave you tales to tell
Even let you help yourself for a while - to take some weight off this busy child"

I said to God "I found you out - I know what this world is all about!"
God said "Stop - don't scramble your brain - my opponent's been messing you around again
See him and me are enemies and we play little games for galaxies
And he's inside you - 'n I am too - so here we are - just the three of you"

"Oh we made mistakes - too many cards - but making human beings can be hard
A God gets tired of playing so much chess - he wishes his God would get him out of his mess"
I said to God "What's it like to die" He said "It's as plain as the sea and sky
Conception was him and me and you - when your batteries fade we all just move on"

I said to God "Who's winning this game - is the devil in front" He said "Is that his name
You know I've been so busy I never asked - I never looked up from this awesome task"
I said to God "What's good 'n bad" He said "It's just something you've got to have
It don't mean nothing to us up here - but your primitive people - you gotta have fear"

I said to God "Do I think for myself" He said I told you once you just help yourself
Don't forget you're composed of three, your thinking comes from him and me"
I said to God "How big are you, is there a religion - is it true
How big's the universe - is time - the same for you as my life is to mine"


Oh, he said "If all the things that made worlds float - were all to part - then you would note
The size of him and the size of me - and that's how big we both shall be"

He said "The universe is small - just like some fortune-teller's ball
And we both sit down - and we play the game - when somebody wins it all starts again"

"There's no religion - you did that - it helps to keep your little leaders fat
Like faith 'n superstition stay - to help you pass the time away
But when you talk of time and life - it makes me think of circles, heights
Expansion is the clue - your dreams - are nearer than you've ever been"

"You see my little toy to think - is from two bowls of wine to drink
Don't take too much or you may drown - behave yourself - see you around..."



God Take 1 - Ian Hunter

[bazinthetrees]

Fantasy Serenade - Triumph

(I can never remember lyris - this one is easy)

[beanstew]

I need a reason
Something to give
And your god is no answer
To what my question is

It's not about faith
It's more about hope
About sharing the meaning
In a smile or a joke

And let nobody tell you
What you must be
For a pauper and a poet
Would be a fine life to lead

Josienne Clark - A Pauper and a Poet

Can't find it on YouTube but you can stream on Bandcamp