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Kirsty MacColl's song,

Bill Lapadat — Sun, 08 Jun 2008 18:18:22 -0500

Kirsty MacColl's song, "Walking Down Madison"....

Walking down Madison - I swear I never had a gun
No I never shot no-one - I was only having fun
Walking down Madison - swear I never had a gun
I was philosophizing some
Checking out the bums

See you give 'em your nickels, your pennies and dimes
But you can't give 'em hope in these mercenary times, oh no
And you feel real guilty about the coat on your back
And the sandwich you had, oh no

From an uptown apartment to a knife on the A train
It's not that far
From the sharks in the penthouse to the rats in the basement
It's not that far
To the bag lady frozen asleep in the park
Oh no it's not that far
Would you like to see some more?
I can show you if you'd like to

More lyrics from The

jennyjean4 — Mon, 28 Jan 2008 13:37:35 -0600

More lyrics from The Replacements:

"Well, I broke the seal on my door
And I poured myself to bed
The whirlpool spinning around in my head
There was liquor on my breath
And you were on my mind"
- If Only You Were Lonely

"We’re gettin’ no place fast as we can
Get a noseful from our so-called friends
We’re gettin’ nowhere quick as we know how
We whirl from town to town treatment bound"
- Treatment Bound

"She don’t wear no pants and she don’t wear no tie
Always on the ball, she’s always on strike
Struttin’ up the aisle, big deal, you get to fly
You ain’t nothin’ but a waitress in the sky"
Waitress in the Sky

Wilco - "Shot in the

jennyjean4 — Mon, 28 Jan 2008 13:28:07 -0600

Wilco - "Shot in the arm"
The ashtray says
You were up all night
When you went to bed
With your darkest mind
Your pillow wept
And covered your eyes
And you finally slept
While the sun caught fire
You've changed

Dire Straits - Tunnel of

Gino G — Sat, 26 Jan 2008 20:06:13 -0600

Dire Straits - Tunnel of love

Getting crazy on the waltzers but its life that I choose
Sing about the sixblade sing about the switchback and a torture tattoo
And I been riding on a ghost train where the cars they scream and slam
And I dont know where Ill be tonight but Id always tell you where I am

In a screaming ring of faces I seen her standing in the light
She had a ticket for the races just like me she was a victim of the night
I put my hand upon the lever said let it rock and let it roll
I had the one arm bandit fever there was an arrow through my heart and my soul

And the big wheel keep on turning neon burning up above
And Im just high on the world
Come on and take a low ride with me girl
On the tunnel of love

Here's another one: Stephin

Leah Shaffer — Fri, 25 Jan 2008 16:46:58 -0600

Here's another one:
Stephin Merritt from Magnetic Fields is a fantastic song writer:
Just to counter the bitterness of that Tweedy song, here’s the first part of “A chicken with its head cut off”

"Eligible, not too stupid
Intelligible, and cute as cupid
Knowledgeable, but not always right
Salvageable, and free for the night

Well my heart's runnin' round like a chicken with its head cut off
All around the barn yard falling in and out of love
Poor thing's blind as a bat
Gettin' up, fallin' down, gettin' up
Who'd fall in love with a chicken with its head cut off?

Woah Nelly"

Jeff Tweedy from Wilco:

Leah Shaffer — Fri, 25 Jan 2008 16:25:21 -0600

Jeff Tweedy from Wilco: first stanza of "Via Chicago:"

I dreamed about killing you again last night
And it felt alright to me
Dying on the banks of Embarcadero skies
I sat and watched you bleed
Buried you alive in a fireworks display
Raining down on me
You cold, hot blood ran away from me
To the sea

Minnesota's best-known poet

writers bloc — Fri, 25 Jan 2008 11:11:51 -0600

Minnesota's best-known poet is technically a lyricist, possibly the finest that's ever been. Bob Dylan's lyrics made pop music a form of higher art while heightening public consciousness:

"Take me on a trip upon your magic swirling ship, my senses have been stripped, my hands can't feel to grip, my toes too numb to step, wait only for my boot heels to be wandering. I'm ready to go anywhere, I'm ready for to fade, into my own parade, cast your dancing spell my way, I promise to go under it." -- Mr. Tambourine Man

"Come you masters of war, You that build the big guns, You that build the death planes, You that build all the bombs, You that hide behind walls, You that hide behind desks, I just want you to know, I can see through your masks." -- Masters of War

"Jesus rides beside me, but

jennyjean4 — Fri, 25 Jan 2008 08:53:53 -0600

"Jesus rides beside me, but never buys any smokes" - Can't Hardly Wait - The Replacements

Gone savage for teenagers

jennyjean4 — Fri, 25 Jan 2008 08:35:20 -0600

Gone savage
for teenagers with
automatic weapons and
boundless love
gone savage for
teenagers who are
aesthetically pleasing
in other words
fly
Los Angeles beckons
the teenagers
to come to her
on buses;
Los Angeles loves
love
Screenwriter's Blues - Soul Coughing

I'm all for bands selling

Leah Shaffer — Fri, 11 Jan 2008 13:15:34 -0600

I'm all for bands selling their songs to TV and commercials. In fact, I also discovered the Fratellis while listening to that iPod ad. It's a tough world out there when it comes to making money in the music biz. If it keeps my favorite bands in business, then I say, go for it.

Funny side story about Bob Dylan. He appeared in those Victoria Secret ads a couple years ago. Back in the 1960s, Dylan said the only thing he'd sell out for would be to sell ladies undergarments.

Decades later, well, what do ya know...

I think it's cool to have

jennyjean4 — Fri, 11 Jan 2008 10:30:56 -0600

I think it's cool to have great music on TV. Heaven knows, VH1 and MTV aren't putting music on their channels (except for the commercials). Any method that music can get out there and be heard is alright with me.