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Share the lyrics to 43 songs that I really like!

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13. Lou Reed - Perfect Day

Just a perfect day,
Drink Sangria in the park,
And then later, when it gets dark,
We go home.
Just a perfect day,
Feed animals in the zoo
Then later, a movie, too,
And then home.

Oh it’s such a perfect day,
I’m glad I spent it with you.
Oh such a perfect day,
You just keep me hanging on,
You just keep me hanging on.

Just a perfect day,
Problems all left alone,
Weekenders on our own.
It’s such fun.
Just a perfect day,
You made me forget myself.
I thought I was someone else,
Someone good.

Oh it’s such a perfect day,
I’m glad I spent it with you.
Oh such a perfect day,
You just keep me hanging on,
You just keep me hanging on.

You’re going to reap just what you sow,
You’re going to reap just what you sow,
You’re going to reap just what you sow,
You’re going to reap just what you sow…



#12 The Good Life : I am an Island

Mostly
I sleep it off
it’s easier in the morning
to shrug off the evening’s
drunken pathetic pleas
‘cause the night’s tragic rambling
is the next day’s apologies
So if you can sit tight
‘till the sun hits the blinds
we can settle everything,
oh no.

Turning on a dime
I just can’t trust my instincts
one day my heart beats with passion
the next it waxes back.
If I seem a little calloused
I assure you it’s just a scratch
so if you can hold on
‘till the mood swings are gone
then we might just have a chance,
oh no.

Baby, I quit
I just can’t fake it anymore.
I’m a dull, jaded, selfish, abusive
disfunctional fuck-up.
I needed to be rescued.
I’m stranded on myself.
and I can’t escape from this island I made
i’m afraid I never will,
oh no.



#11 KIng of Carrot Flowers by Neutral Milk Hotel

When you were young you were the king of carrot flowers
And how you built a tower tumbling through the trees
In holy rattlesnakes that fell all around your feet

And your mom would stick a fork right into daddy’s shoulder
And your dad would throw the garbage all across the floor
As we would lay and learn what each other’s bodies were for

And this is the room one afternoon
I knew I could love you
And from above you how I sank into your soul
Into that secret place where no one dares to go

And your mom would drink until
she was no longer speaking
And dad would dream
of all the different ways to die
Each one a little more than he could dare to try



#10. Kissing Families by Silversun Pickups

Stop the season stop the sting
a plastic mic a broken string
infected wound from a rusty ring

soon you’ll be there too

kissing families can’t recall
a program to derail us all
forgotten prison it’s been safe ‘til now

it’s no wonder that we did it this way
keep looking forward on paths sideways
it’s everything that is connected and beautiful
and now i know just where i stand
move on
roll along
not today
it’s everything that is connected and beautiful
and now i know just where i stand

thank god you’re heart is too close

this can be the bitter end
i know it wont

well someone said i made a mistake
kept looking forward on paths sideways
it’s everything that is connected and beautiful
and now i know just where i stand
seasons always shift too late
spent too much time now on paths sideways
everything that is connected and beautiful
and now i know just where i stand
thank god it’s over….



#9. The Death of A Disco Dancer - The Smiths

The death of a disco dancer
Well, it happens a lot ‘round here
And if you think Peace
Is a common goal
That goes to show
How little you know

The death of a disco dancer
Well, I’d rather not get involved
I never talk to my neighbour
I’d rather not get involved
Oh …

Love, peace and harmony ?
Love, peace and harmony ?
Oh, very nice
Very nice
Very nice
Very nice
...But maybe in the next world
maybe in the next world?
maybe in the next world?

The death of a disco dancer



Common People - Will Shatner version

She came from Greece,
she had a thirst for knowledge.
She studied sculpture at Saint Martin’s College.
That’s where I caught her eye.

She told me that her Dad was loaded.
I said, in that case I’ll have a rum and coca-cola.
She said fine, and in thirty seconds time she said,

I want to live like common people.
I want to do whatever common people do.
I want to sleep with common people.
I want to sleep with common people, like you.

Well, what else could I do?
I said, I’ll see what I can do.

I took her to a supermarket.
I don’t know why, but I had to
start it somewhere, so it started there.

I said, pretend you’ve got no money.
She just laughed, and said
oh you’re so funny. I said, yeah?
Well, I can’t see anyone else smiling in here.

Are you sure you want to live like common people?
You want to see whatever common people see?
You want to sleep with common people?
You want to sleep with common people, like me?
But, she didn’t understand,
She just smiled and held my hand.

Rent a flat above a shop.
Cut your hair and get a job.
Smoke some fags and play some pool.
Pretend you never went to school.

But still, you’ll never get it right.
When you’re lying in bed at night
watching roaches climb the wall,
if you called your Dad he could stop it all.
Yeah.

You’ll never live like common people
You’ll never do whatever common people do.
You’ll never fail like common people.
You’ll never watch your life slide out of view,
and dance and drink and screw
because there’s nothing else to do.

Sing along with the common people.
Sing along, and it might just get you thru.’
Laugh along with the common people.

Laugh along, even though they’re laughing at you
and the stupid things that you do
‘cause you think that poor is cool.

Like a dog lying in a corner,
they’ll bite you and never warn you.
Look out.

They’ll tear your insides out
‘cause everybody hates a tourist.
especially one who thinks
it’s all such a laugh.

Yeah, and the chip stains’ grease
will come out in the bath.

You will never understand
how it feels to live your life
with no meaning or control
and with nowhere left to go.

You’re amazed that they exist
and they burn so bright,
while you can only wonder why.

Rent a flat above a shop.
Cut your hair and get a job.
Smoke some fags and play some pool.
Pretend you never went to school.

But still, you’ll never get it right.
‘Cause When you’re lying in bed at night

watching roaches climb the wall,
if you called your Dad he could stop it all.
Yeah.

You’ll never live like common people

You’ll never do what common people do.
You’ll never fail like common people.
You’ll never watch your life slide out of view
and dance and drink and screw
because there’s nothing else to do.

I want to sing with common people, like you.
I want to sing with common people, like you.
I want to sing with common people, like you.



#7 Gigantic - The Pixies

And this I know:
His teeth as white as snow
What a gas it was to see him
Walk her every day into a shady place
With her lips she said,
“Hey, Paul, hey Paul, hey Paul
Let’s have a ball.”

Gigantic. Gigantic. Gigantic.
A big big love.

Lovely legs, they’re a
What a big black mess
What a hunk of love
Walk her every day into a shady place
He’s dark, but I want him
“Hey, Paul, hey Paul, hey Paul
Let’s have a ball.”

Gigantic. gigantic. gigantic.
A big big love.
A big big love, a big big love.



#6 Fight Test - The Flaming Lips

I thought I was smart – I thought I was right
I thought it better not to fight – I thought there was a
virtue in always being cool – so when it came time to
fight I thought I’ll just step aside and that time would
prove you wrong and that you would be the fool -

I don’t know where the sun beams end and the star
lights begin it’s all a mystery

Oh to fight is to defend if it’s not
now then tell me when would be the time that you would stand up
and be a man – for to lose I could accept but to surrender
I just went and regretted this moment – oh that I – I
Was the fool

I don’t know where the sun beams end and the star
lights begin it’s all a mystery
And I don’t know how a man decides what’s right for his
own life – it’s all a mystery

Cause I’m a man not a boy and there are things
you can’t avoid you have to face them when you’re not prepared
to face them -

If I could I would but you’re with him now it’d do no good
I should have fought him but instead I let him – I let
him take it -

I don’t know where the sun beams end and the star
lights begin it’s all a mystery
And I don’t know how a man decides what right for his
Own life – it’s all a mystery



5. Man And Wife, The Latter.-Desaparecidos

I’m growing out my hair—like it was when I was single. it was longer than I’d know you. I had no money then. I had no worries then at all, but with such a high standard of living I just feel like I am dying. I would start an argument but you can barely even talk. but there is always good reason for your silence: you have to take care of some business so I fix your plate and I stay out of the way

and you will stay like that forever, right in front of your computer, you’ll look up one day but you won’t recognize me

so now you want to change? you read a letter from a lawyer
want to take me out to dinner want to bury me under a mound of shopping bags. like it would really make a difference or make up for your disinterest; I’m a bill you pay, I’m a contract you can’t break, and it’s like I’m under water or on an endless escalator I just go up and up but I don’t ever reach the top
and it reads just like the bible twenty centuries of scandal, I guess it all depends on how you interpret it

the word is love. the word is loss. the words are damaged goods. thats what I am.
a lifetime gets chalked up to an experience coincidence we are chained to the events that’s it



4. ice of boston - Dismemberment Plan

Pop open a bottle of bubbly…yeah.
Here’s to another goddamn new year.

And outside, 2 million drunk Bostonians
Are getting ready to sing “Auld Lang Sine”…out of tune.

I sit there in my easy chair, looking at the clouds, orange with celebration
And I wonder if you’re out there.

Hey! The ice of Boston is muddy
And reflects no light, in day or night
And I slip on it every time

Pop open a third bottle of bubbly
Yeah, and I take that bottle of champagne
Go into the kitchen, stand in front of the kitchen window
And I take all my clothes off, take that bottle of champagne
And I pour it on my head, feel it cascade through my hair
And across my chest, and the phone rings.
And it’s my mother.
And she says “HI HONEY HOW’S BOSTON?”
And I stand there, all alone on New Year’s Eve
Buck naked, drenched in champagne, looking at a bunch of strangers
Uh, looking at them, looking at me, looking at them, and I say:
“OH, FINE MOM-—HOW’S WASHINGTON?”

Hey! The ice of Boston is muddy
And reflects no light, in day or night
And I slip on it every time
Hey! The ice of Boston is muddy
And reflects no light, in day or night
And I slip on it every time, time, time, time, yeah…

So I guess the party line is I followed you up here.
Well, I don’t know about that.
Mainly because knowing about that would involve knowing some pathetic, ridiculous, and absolutely true things about myself that I’d rather not admit to right now.
Woke up at 3 A.M. with the radio on, that Gladys Knight and the Pips song on
About how she’d rather live in his world with him
Than live in her own world alone
And I lay there, head spinning, trying to fall asleep
And I thought to myself: “Oh, Gladys, girl, I love you but, oh—get a life!”

Hey! The ice of Boston is muddy
And reflects no light, in day or night
And I slip on it every time



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