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  • Here is another Cohen song that is amongst my favorites

    "Everybody Knows"

    Everybody knows that the dice are loaded
    Everybody rolls with their fingers crossed
    Everybody knows that the war is over
    Everybody knows the good guys lost
    Everybody knows the fight was fixed
    The poor stay poor, the rich get rich
    Thats how it goes
    Everybody knows

    Everybody knows that the boat is leaking
    Everybody knows that the captain lied
    Everybody got this broken feeling
    Like their father or their dog just died

    Everybody talking to their pockets
    Everybody wants a box of chocolates
    And a long stem rose
    Everybody knows

    Everybody knows that you love me baby
    Everybody knows that you really do
    Everybody knows that youve been faithful
    Ah give or take a night or two
    Everybody knows youve been discreet
    But there were so many people you just had to meet
    Without your clothes
    And everybody knows

    Everybody knows, everybody knows
    Thats how it goes
    Everybody knows

    Everybody knows, everybody knows
    Thats how it goes
    Everybody knows

    And everybody knows that its now or never
    Everybody knows that its me or you
    And everybody knows that you live forever
    Ah when youve done a line or two
    Everybody knows the deal is rotten
    Old black joes still pickin cotton
    For your ribbons and bows
    And everybody knows

    And everybody knows that the plague is coming
    Everybody knows that its moving fast
    Everybody knows that the naked man and woman
    Are just a shining artifact of the past
    Everybody knows the scene is dead
    But theres gonna be a meter on your bed
    That will disclose
    What everybody knows

    And everybody knows that youre in trouble
    Everybody knows what youve been through
    From the bloody cross on top of calvary
    To the beach of malibu
    Everybody knows its coming apart
    Take one last look at this sacred heart
    Before it blows
    And everybody knows

    Everybody knows, everybody knows
    Thats how it goes
    Everybody knows

    Oh everybody knows, everybody knows
    Thats how it goes
    Everybody knows

    Everybody knows
    “When a nation's young men are conservative, its funeral bell is already rung.”
    ― Henry Ward Beecher


    "Inflexibility is the worst human failing. You can learn to check impetuosity, overcome fear with confidence and laziness with discipline. But for rigidity of mind, there is no antidote. It carries the seeds of its own destruction." ~ Anton Myrer

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    • This one may actually be my favorite

      "Closing Time"

      Ah we're drinking and we're dancing
      and the band is really happening
      and the Johnny Walker wisdom running high
      And my very sweet companion
      she's the Angel of Compassion
      she's rubbing half the world against her thigh
      And every drinker every dancer
      lifts a happy face to thank her
      the fiddler fiddles something so sublime
      all the women tear their blouses off
      and the men they dance on the polka-dots
      and it's partner found, it's partner lost
      and it's hell to pay when the fiddler stops:
      it's CLOSING TIME
      Yeah the women tear their blouses off
      and the men they dance on the polka-dots
      and it's partner found, it's partner lost
      and it's hell to pay when the fiddler stops:
      it's CLOSING TIME

      Ah we're lonely, we're romantic
      and the cider's laced with acid
      and the Holy Spirit's crying, "Where's the beef?"
      And the moon is swimming naked
      and the summer night is fragrant
      with a mighty expectation of relief
      So we struggle and we stagger
      down the snakes and up the ladder
      to the tower where the blessed hours chime
      and I swear it happened just like this:
      a sigh, a cry, a hungry kiss
      the Gates of Love they budged an inch
      I can't say much has happened since
      but CLOSING TIME

      I swear it happened just like this:
      a sigh, a cry, a hungry kiss
      the Gates of Love they budged an inch
      I can't say much has happened since
      CLOSING TIME

      I loved you for your beauty
      but that doesn't make a fool of me:
      you were in it for your beauty too
      and I loved you for your body
      there's a voice that sounds like God to me
      declaring, declaring, declaring that your body's really you
      And I loved you when our love was blessed
      and I love you now there's nothing left
      but sorrow and a sense of overtime
      and I missed you since the place got wrecked
      And I just don't care what happens next
      looks like freedom but it feels like death
      it's something in between, I guess
      it's CLOSING TIME

      Yeah I missed you since the place got wrecked
      By the winds of change and the weeds of sex
      looks like freedom but it feels like death
      it's something in between, I guess
      it's CLOSING TIME

      Yeah we're drinking and we're dancing
      but there's nothing really happening
      and the place is dead as Heaven on a Saturday night
      And my very close companion
      gets me fumbling gets me laughing
      she's a hundred but she's wearing
      something tight
      and I lift my glass to the Awful Truth
      which you can't reveal to the Ears of Youth
      except to say it isn't worth a dime
      And the whole damn place goes crazy twice
      and it's once for the devil and once for Christ
      but the Boss don't like these dizzy heights
      we're busted in the blinding lights,
      busted in the blinding lights
      of CLOSING TIME

      The whole damn place goes crazy twice
      and it's once for the devil and once for Christ
      but the Boss don't like these dizzy heights
      we're busted in the blinding lights,
      busted in the blinding lights
      of CLOSING TIME

      Oh the women tear their blouses off
      and the men they dance on the polka-dots
      It's CLOSING TIME
      And it's partner found, it's partner lost
      and it's hell to pay when the fiddler stops
      It's CLOSING TIME
      I swear it happened just like this:
      a sigh, a cry, a hungry kiss
      It's CLOSING TIME
      The Gates of Love they budged an inch
      I can't say much has happened since
      But CLOSING TIME
      I loved you when our love was blessed
      I love you now there's nothing left
      But CLOSING TIME
      I miss you since the place got wrecked
      By the winds of change and the weeds of sex.


      www.youtube.com/watch?v=hrPEM2qc-j8
      “When a nation's young men are conservative, its funeral bell is already rung.”
      ― Henry Ward Beecher


      "Inflexibility is the worst human failing. You can learn to check impetuosity, overcome fear with confidence and laziness with discipline. But for rigidity of mind, there is no antidote. It carries the seeds of its own destruction." ~ Anton Myrer

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      • Quentin Tarantino is a Cohen fan and uses some of his songs in movies that he either directs or produces.

        "Waiting For The Miracle"

        Baby, I've been waiting,
        I've been waiting night and day.
        I didn't see the time,
        I waited half my life away.
        There were lots of invitations
        and I know you sent me some,
        but I was waiting
        for the miracle, for the miracle to come.
        I know you really loved me.
        but, you see, my hands were tied.
        I know it must have hurt you,
        it must have hurt your pride
        to have to stand beneath my window
        with your bugle and your drum,
        and me I'm up there waiting
        for the miracle, for the miracle to come.

        Ah I don't believe you'd like it,
        You wouldn't like it here.
        There ain't no entertainment
        and the judgements are severe.
        The Maestro says it's Mozart
        but it sounds like bubble gum
        when you're waiting
        for the miracle, for the miracle to come.

        Waiting for the miracle
        There's nothing left to do.
        I haven't been this happy
        since the end of World War II.

        Nothing left to do
        when you know that you've been taken.
        Nothing left to do
        when you're begging for a crumb
        Nothing left to do
        when you've got to go on waiting
        waiting for the miracle to come.

        I dreamed about you, baby.
        It was just the other night.
        Most of you was naked
        Ah but some of you was light.
        The sands of time were falling
        from your fingers and your thumb,
        and you were waiting
        for the miracle, for the miracle to come

        Ah baby, let's get married,
        we've been alone too long.
        Let's be alone together.
        Let's see if we're that strong.
        Yeah let's do something crazy,
        something absolutely wrong
        while we're waiting
        for the miracle, for the miracle to come.

        Nothing left to do ...

        When you've fallen on the highway
        and you're lying in the rain,
        and they ask you how you're doing
        of course you'll say you can't complain --
        If you're squeezed for information,
        that's when you've got to play it dumb:
        You just say you're out there waiting
        for the miracle, for the miracle to come.

        “When a nation's young men are conservative, its funeral bell is already rung.”
        ― Henry Ward Beecher


        "Inflexibility is the worst human failing. You can learn to check impetuosity, overcome fear with confidence and laziness with discipline. But for rigidity of mind, there is no antidote. It carries the seeds of its own destruction." ~ Anton Myrer

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        • This may be his most well known song, especially for anyone who remembers the 60s.

          "Suzanne"

          Suzanne takes you down to
          her place near the river
          You can hear the boats go by
          You can spend the night beside her
          And you know that she's half crazy
          But that's why you want to be there
          And she feeds you tea and oranges
          That come all the way from China
          And just when you mean to tell her
          That you have no love to give her
          Then she gets you on her wavelength
          And she lets the river answer
          That you've always been her lover
          And you want to travel with her
          And you want to travel blind
          And you know that she will trust you
          For you've touched her perfect body
          with your mind.

          And Jesus was a sailor
          When he walked upon the water
          And he spent a long time watching
          From his lonely wooden tower
          And when he knew for certain
          Only drowning men could see him
          He said "All men will be sailors then
          Until the sea shall free them"
          But he himself was broken
          Long before the sky would open
          Forsaken, almost human
          He sank beneath your wisdom like a stone
          And you want to travel with him
          And you want to travel blind
          And you think maybe you'll trust him
          For he's touched your perfect body
          with his mind.

          Now Suzanne takes your hand
          And she leads you to the river
          She is wearing rags and feathers
          From Salvation Army counters
          And the sun pours down like honey
          On our lady of the harbour
          And she shows you where to look
          Among the garbage and the flowers
          There are heroes in the seaweed
          There are children in the morning
          They are leaning out for love
          And they will lean that way forever
          While Suzanne holds the mirror
          And you want to travel with her
          And you want to travel blind
          And you know that you can trust her
          For she's touched your perfect body
          with her mind.


          http://video.google.com/videoplay?do...02504775873524
          “When a nation's young men are conservative, its funeral bell is already rung.”
          ― Henry Ward Beecher


          "Inflexibility is the worst human failing. You can learn to check impetuosity, overcome fear with confidence and laziness with discipline. But for rigidity of mind, there is no antidote. It carries the seeds of its own destruction." ~ Anton Myrer

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          • ON THE HEELS OF INDUCTION INTO THE ROCK AND ROLL HALL OF FAME, LEONARD COHEN ANNOUNCES HIS FIRST TOUR IN 15 YEARS

            MARCH 11, 2008
            Immediately following his induction into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame at the Waldorf-Astoria Hotel tonight, Leonard Cohen announced his world tour, marking a return to the live arena after 15 years. He is scheduled to open in Toronto on June 6 and 7, the city that gave birth to his career as a recording and literary artist, and then play Europe in the remainder of June, July, August and early September.

            Cohen is arguably the greatest singer songwriter of modern times. At his induction into the Rock And Roll Hall Of Fame, he was recognized by Lou Reed as, "Without question one of the most important and influential songwriters of our time, a figure whose body of work achieves greater mystery and depth as time goes one." Among those inducted with Cohen were Madonna, John Mellencamp The Dave Clark Five, and the Ventures.

            His songs have been famously covered by the great and the good, each version a fascinating attempt to move closer to Cohen's enigmatic muse. From Judy Collins' "Suzanne" to Jeff Buckley's seminal rendition of "Hallelujah," Cohen's songs have traveled as far and wide as their author. U2, REM, Sting, Nick Cave, Rufus Wainwright and the late Johnny Cash are among other famous devotees. It is estimated that his songbook has been covered over 1,330 times by other recording artists.

            In 2008, Cohen's live tour will be as varied as his influence. He plays the UK's legendary Glastonbury Festival on June 29, for 150,000 fans. The Montreux Jazz Festival and Spain's Bennicasim are also stand out dates among arena shows at the O2 in London and more intimate dates such as Toronto's Sony Centre and the Manchester's Opera House in the UK. Rob Hallett from AEG Live said, "For many this tour will be the once in a lifetime opportunity to see the legend that is Leonard Cohen. We as a company are honored to bring this long rumored tour to reality across the globe."

            In all, the tour will take in fans from intimate theatres to rock festivals proving the remarkable reach of Cohen's words and music across nations and generations. He will be joined by world renowned musicians: Roscoe Beck (bass & vocals, music director) Neil Larsen (keyboard, accordion, brass instruments), Bob Metzger (guitar, steel guitar & vocals), Javier Mas (acoustic guitar, oud & misc. string instruments), Christine Wu (violin, viola, cello & keyboard), Rafael Gayol (drums & percussion) and Dino Soldo (keyboard, saxophone, wind instruments & vocals).

            Cohen has been a SONY/BMG recording artist for his entire career. He continues as an active songwriter with much anticipated new work that is planned for release later this year.

            Cohen is beyond comparison and a true original, providing some of music and literature's most illuminating writing on love, sex, death and religion.

            This is a world tour of epic proportions, but it is something even more than that. Leonard Cohen's eagerly anticipated return to the stage after all these years is nothing short of musical history in the making.

            Leonard Cohen's World Tour Itinerary (as of 11-Mar-08)

            06-Jun-08 Toronto Sony Centre For The Performing Arts

            07-Jun-08 Toronto Sony Centre For The Performing Arts

            14-Jun-08 Dublin IMMA

            15-Jun-08 Dublin IMMA

            17-Jun-08 Manchester Opera House

            18-Jun-08 Manchester Opera House

            19-Jun-08 Manchester Opera House

            20-Jun-08 Manchester Opera House

            23-Jun-08 Montreal Montreal Jazz Festival / Place des Arts

            24-Jun-08 Montreal Montreal Jazz Festival / Place des Arts

            25-Jun-08 Montreal Montreal Jazz Festival / Place des Arts

            29-Jun-08 Glastonbury Glastonbury Festival

            01-Jul-08 Oslo Aliset Stadium

            03-Jul-08 Helsingborg Open Air

            05-Jul-08 Copenhagen Rosenborg Castle

            06-Jul-08 Arhuus Raadhus Parken

            08-Jul-08 Montreux Montreux Jazz Festival

            09-Jul-08 Lyon Festival

            10-Jul-08 Bruges Cactus

            12-Jul-08 Amsterdam Westendam

            16-Jul-08 Edinburgh Castle

            17-Jul-08 London The 02 Arena

            19-Jul-08 Lisbon Passeio Maritimo

            20-Jul-08 Bennicasim Festival

            22-Jul-08 Nice Jazz Festival

            24-Jul-08 Nyon Paleo Festival

            25-Jul-08 Lorrach Stimmen Der Welt

            27-Jul-08 Lucca Summer Festival

            29-Jul-08 Athens Lykabettus Theatre

            * Worldwide tour dates will continue to be announced within the coming weeks. Fans should visit http://leonardcohen.aeglive.com

            http://www.leonardcohen.com/

            “When a nation's young men are conservative, its funeral bell is already rung.”
            ― Henry Ward Beecher


            "Inflexibility is the worst human failing. You can learn to check impetuosity, overcome fear with confidence and laziness with discipline. But for rigidity of mind, there is no antidote. It carries the seeds of its own destruction." ~ Anton Myrer

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            • Been listening to Big Balls by ACDC ... reminds me of this forum whenever I hear it

              Well I'm upper upper class high society
              God's gift to ballroom notoriety
              And I always fill my ballroom
              The event is never small
              The social pages say I've got
              The biggest balls of all

              I've got big balls
              I've got big balls
              They're such big balls
              And they're dirty big balls
              And he's got big balls
              And she's got big balls
              (But we've got the biggest balls of them all)

              And my balls are always bouncing
              My ballroom always full
              And everybody cums and cums again
              If your name is on the guest list
              No one can take you higher
              Everybody says I've got
              Great balls of fire

              I've got big balls
              Oh I've got big balls
              And they're such big balls
              Dirty big balls
              And he's got big balls
              And she's got big balls
              (But we've got the biggest balls of them all)

              Some balls are held for charity
              And some for fancy dress
              But when they're held for pleasure
              They're the balls that I like best
              My balls are always bouncing
              To the left and to the right
              It's my belief that my big balls
              Should be held every night

              We've got big balls
              We've got big balls
              We've got big balls
              Dirty big balls
              He's got big balls
              She's got big balls
              (But we've got the biggest balls of them all)

              (We've got big balls)
              (We've got big balls)

              And I'm just itching to tell you about them
              Oh we had such wonderful fun
              Seafood cocktail, crabs, crayfish
              (But we've got the biggest balls of them all)

              (Ball sucker)
              (Ball sucker)
              (Ball sucker)
              (Ball sucker)
              No honey, no money!!

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              • Sometimes like to sing this song to myself when I am on my travels, captures the moment sometimes..

                Drift Away
                DOBIE GRAY
                (Mentor Williams)

                Day after day I'm more confused
                So I look for the light in the pouring rain
                You know that's a game that I hate to lose
                I'm feelin' the strain, ain't it a shame

                Oh, give me the beat, boys, and free my soul
                I wanna get lost in your rock and roll and drift away
                Oh, give me the beat, boys, and free my soul
                I wanna get lost in your rock and roll and drift away

                Beginning to think that I'm wastin' time
                I don't understand the things I do
                The world outside looks so unkind
                I'm countin' on you to carry me through

                And when my mind is free
                You know a melody can move me
                And when I'm feelin' blue
                The guitar's comin' through to soothe me
                Thanks for the joy that you've given me
                I want you to know I believe in your song
                Rhythm and rhyme and harmony
                You help me along makin' me strong

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                • Some great lyrics and songs mooted here so far, but I wanted to add one more that is just such a wonderful lyric albeit by someone many of you will probably snigger at.

                  I have a taste in music wider than most - even won Radio 1's Quiz Kid back in the 80s when just a nipper - but this might not make your top ten. But read the words... simply beautiful. And a great dramatic meoldy to boot.


                  Going Nowhere - Neil Sedaka

                  Considering
                  So many folks, dissatisfied with everything,
                  Who need someone to understand they're lonely, they're lonely,
                  And they're not alone.

                  And everywhere
                  They shrug their shoulders, tell themselves that they don't care,
                  And all the while they make believe they're happy, oh they're happy,
                  But not really.

                  And they're asked to hold the world together,
                  Make it happen, give it children,
                  Who in turn are turning on to going nowhere.
                  And all the strength they'd ever need to help them
                  Has been wasted, remains hidden,
                  In the confusion of going nowhere.

                  And who am I
                  To criticize the world that I have grown up in.
                  Most of you would tell me that I'm crazy, yes I'm crazy,
                  I can't help it.

                  I understand
                  That where you are is where you've been so many years,
                  And things that tend to change you, tend to hurt you, yes they hurt you,
                  Very deeply.

                  And still you try to hold the world together,
                  Make it happen, give it children
                  Who in turn are turning on to going nowhere.
                  And all the strength they'd ever need to help them
                  Has been wasted, remains hidden,
                  In the confusion of going nowhere,
                  Going nowhere,
                  Going, going, going nowhere,
                  Going nowhere.

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                  • Great lyricists...Bernie Taupin

                    Where To Now St. Peter? Lyrics


                    Music by Elton John
                    Lyrics by Bernie Taupin

                    I took myself a blue canoe
                    And I floated like a leaf
                    Dazzling, dancing
                    Half enchanted
                    In my Merlin sleep

                    Crazy was the feeling
                    Restless were my eyes
                    Insane they took the paddles
                    My arms they paralysed

                    So where to now St. Peter
                    If it's true I'm in your hands
                    I may not be a Christian
                    But I've done all one man can
                    I understand I'm on the road
                    Where all that was is gone
                    So where to now St. Peter
                    Show me which road I'm on
                    Which road I'm on

                    It took a sweet young foreign gun
                    This lazy life is short
                    Something for nothing always ending
                    With a bad report

                    Dirty was the daybreak
                    Sudden was the change
                    In such a silent place as this
                    Beyond the rifle range

                    I took myself a blue canoe

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                    • Billy Joel...The Stranger...very deep..especially 1st verse
                      Well we all have a face
                      That we hide away forever
                      And we take them out and
                      Show ourselves
                      When everyone has gone
                      Some are satin some are steel
                      Some are silk and some are leather
                      They're the faces of the stranger
                      But we love to try them on

                      Well we all fall in love
                      But we disregard the danger
                      Though we share so many secrets
                      There are some we never tell
                      Why were you so surprised
                      That you never saw the stranger
                      Did you ever let your lover see
                      The stranger in yourself?

                      Don't be afraid to try again
                      Everyone goes south
                      Every now and then
                      You've done it, why can't
                      Someone else?
                      You should know by now
                      You've been there yourself

                      Once I used to believe
                      I was such a great romancer
                      Then I came home to a woman
                      That I could not recognize
                      When I pressed her for a reason
                      She refused to even answer
                      It was then I felt the stranger
                      Kick me right between the eyes

                      Well we all fall in love
                      But we disregard the danger
                      Though we share so many secrets
                      There are some we never tell
                      Why were you so surprised
                      That you never saw the stranger
                      Did you ever let your lover see
                      The stranger in yourself?

                      Don't be afraid to try again
                      Everyone goes south
                      Every now and then
                      You've done it why can't
                      Someone else?
                      You should know by now
                      You've been there yourself

                      You may never understand
                      How the stranger is inspired
                      But he isn't always evil
                      And he is not always wrong
                      Though you drown in good intentions
                      You will never quench the fire
                      You'll give in to your desire
                      When the stranger comes along.

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