Lalo

Post a song, and see how others interpret it.

After someone gives their interpretation of the posted song, they may post one. Future posters may go back and post about songs in the past, but must post about the most recent song if they want to post a new song

Of course their isnt music that will go with the lyrics, but if you have already heard the song, you may interpret the song through lyrics and music.


If there are better ideas for the rules, just post them and we'll decide
Let's see how this goes

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the beatles- Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds

picture yourself on a boat on a river
with tangerine trees and marmalade skies
somebody calls you, you answer quite slowly
a girl with kaleidoscope eyes

cellophane flowers of yellow and green
towering over your head
look for the girl with the sun in her eyes
and she's gone

Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds
Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds
Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds

follow her down to a bridge by a fountain
where rocking horse people eat marshmallow pies
everyone smiles as you drift past the flowers
that grow so incredibly high

newspaper taxies appear on the shores
waiting to take you away
climb in the back with your head in the clouds
and you're gone

Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds
Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds
Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds

picture yourself in a train in a station
with plasticine porters with looking glass ties
suddenly someone is there at the turnstile
the girl with kaleidoscope eyes

Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds
Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds
Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds
Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds
Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds
Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds

(Hint: i give the same clue over and over again to what I think is the meaning )

EleanorsMine

uH YEA..tHE Beatles were hitting a serious bong when they came up with that one..

EleanorsMine

For the gang at the Fish House
Tuesday on the island
Not much goin' on
The parties are all over
They ended just past dawn

The jungle drums are beating
With the tales from late last night
'Cause stories bear repeating
For everyone's delight

Chorus:
You can hear 'em on the coconut telegraph (telegraph)
Can't keep nothin' under their hat
You can hear 'em on the coconut telegraph (telegraph)
Sayin' who did dis and dat
Dis and dat, Dis and dat

Now I'm not one to deal in gossip
But was he that big a fool
To do a belly-buster high dive
And miss the entire pool

And what became of sweet Melissa
And the boy nobody knew
Did Ricardo ever find her
I swear it's just between me and you

Chorus:
But you can hear it on the coconut telegraph (telegraph)
By now everybody knows
You can hear it on the coconut telegraph (telegraph)
Just who comes and goes
Comes and goes, comes and goes

La, la la la, la la la
La, la la la, la la la
La, la la la, (la la la la la la la)
La, la la la, (la la la la la la oooooh)
Ah!

It's hump day on the island
The lines have all gone dead
All the juicy news is history
I guess everything's been said

But when the eagle flies on Friday
And the boys break out the rum
And the joint begins to jumpin'
And you'll hear those hot lines hum

Chorus:
Ah, put it on the coconut telegraph (telegraph)
All the celebration and the stress
Baby put it on the coconut telegraph (telegraph)
In twenty-five words or less

I want to hear it on the coconut telgraph (telegraph)
All the celebration and the stress
Baby put it on the coconut telegraph (telegraph)
In twenty-five words or less
Dis and dat, Comes and goes
Dis and dat, Comes and goes

Lalo

That was a good enough interpretation for me. Post one April

EleanorsMine

I did......See above.

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The hallucinating effects of LSD in an attempt to escape life's realities by portraying a supposedly positive side. The Beatles were excellent at influencing weak minded people.

I like and often play some of their music.

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Shape Of My Heart
--Written by Sting & Dominic Miller

He deals the cards as a meditation
And those he plays never suspect
He doesn't play for the money he wins
He don't play for respect

He deals the cards to find the answer
The sacred geometry of chance
The hidden law of a probable outcome
The numbers lead a dance

I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier
I know that the clubs are weapons of war
I know that diamonds mean money for this art
But that's not the shape of my heart

He may play the jack of diamonds
He may lay the queen of spades
He may conceal a king in his hand
While the memory of it fades

I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier
I know that the clubs are weapons of war
I know that diamonds mean money for this art
But that's not the shape of my heart
(*)That's not the shape, the shape of my heart

And if I told you that I loved you
You'd maybe think there's something wrong
I'm not a man of too many faces
The mask I wear is one

Well, those who speak know nothin'
And find out to their cost
Like those who curse their luck in too many places
And those who fear are lost

I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier
I know that the clubs are weapons of war
I know that diamonds mean money for this art
But that's not the shape of my heart
(*)That's not the shape of my heart
That's not the shape, the shape of my heart

Autotooner

George... the lyricist is saying he don't believe in violence...

Little somethin for my godson Elijah and a little girl named Corinne

[Verse One:]

Some say the blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice
I say the darker the flesh then the deeper the roots
I give a holler to my sisters on welfare
Tupac cares, if don't nobody else care
And uhh, I know they like to beat ya down a lot
When you come around the block brothas clown a lot
But please don't cry, dry your eyes, never let up
Forgive but don't forget, girl keep your head up
And when he tells you you ain't nuttin don't believe him
And if he can't learn to love you you should leave him
Cause sista you don't need him
And I ain't tryin to gas ya up, I just call em how I see em
You know it makes me unhappy (what's that)
When brothas make babies, and leave a young mother to be a pappy
And since we all came from a woman
Got our name from a woman and our game from a woman
I wonder why we take from our women
Why we rape our women, do we hate our women?
I think it's time to kill for our women
Time to heal our women, be real to our women
And if we don't we'll have a race of babies
That will hate the ladies, that make the babies
And since a man can't make one
He has no right to tell a woman when and where to create one
So will the real men get up
I know you're fed up ladies, but keep your head up

[Chorus]

Keep ya head up, oooo child things are gonna get easier
ooooo child things are gonna get brighter [2x]

[Verse Two:]

Aiyyo, I remember Marvin Gaye, used to sing ta me
He had me feelin like black was tha thing to be
And suddenly tha ghetto didn't seem so tough
And though we had it rough, we always had enough
I huffed and puffed about my curfew and broke the rules
Ran with the local crew, and had a smoke or two
And I realize momma really paid the price
She nearly gave her life, to raise me right
And all I had ta give her was my pipe dream
Of how I'd rock the mic, and make it to tha bright screen
I'm tryin to make a dollar out of fifteen cents
It's hard to be legit and still pay tha rent
And in the end it seems I'm headin for tha pen
I try and find my friends, but they're blowin in the wind
Last night my buddy lost his whole family
It's gonna take the man in me to conquer this insanity
It seems tha rain'll never let up
I try to keep my head up, and still keep from gettin wet up
You know it's funny when it rains it pours
They got money for wars, but can't feed the poor
Say there ain't no hope for the youth and the truth is
it ain't no hope for tha future
And then they wonder why we crazy
I blame my mother, for turning my brother into a crack baby
We ain't meant to survive, cause it's a setup
And even though you're fed up
Huh, ya got to keep your head up

[Chorus]

[Verse Three:]

And uhh
To all the ladies havin babies on they own
I know it's kinda rough and you're feelin all alone
Daddy's long gone and he left you by ya lonesome
Thank the Lord for my kids, even if nobody else want em
Cause I think we can make it, in fact, I'm sure
And if you fall, stand tall and comeback for more
Cause ain't nuttin worse than when your son
wants to kno why his daddy don't love him no mo'
You can't complain you was dealt this
heck of a hand without a man, feelin helpless
Because there's too many things for you to deal with
Dying inside, but outside you're looking fearless
While da tears, is rollin down your cheeks
Ya steady hopin things don't all down this week
Cause if it did, you couldn't take it, and don't blame me
I was given this world I didn't make it
And now my son's getten older and older and cold
From havin the world on his shoulders
While the rich kids is drivin Benz
I'm still tryin to hold on to my survivin friends
And it's crazy, it seems it'll never let up, but
please... you got to keep your head up

I believe 'Pac was always tryin' to prove racial stereotypes wrong... this song being an act under that cause... what yall think?

Zastava_101

Metallica - Turn The Page



On a long and lonesome highway east of omaha
You can listen to the engines moaning out as one long song
You think about the woman or the girl you knew the night before

But your thoughts will soon be wandering the way they always do
When you're riding sixteen hours and there's nothing much to do
And you don't feel much like riding, you just wish the trip wasthrough

Here I am - on the road again
There I am - up on the stage
Here I go - playing star again
There I go - turn the page

So you walk into this restaurant strung out from the road
And you feel the eyes upon you, as you're shaking off the cold
You pretend it doesn't bother you, but you just want to explode

Yeah, most times you can't hear 'em talk, other times you can
All the same old clichés, "is it woman? is it man?"
And you always seem outnumbered, you don't dare make a stand
Make your stand

Here I am - on the road again
There I am - up on the stage
Here I go - playing star again
There I go - turn the page

Oo-ooh, out there in the spotlight, you're a million miles away
Every ounce of energy you try to give away
As the sweat pours out your body like the music that you play,yeah

Later in the evening, you lie awake in bed
With the echoes of the amplifiers ringing in your head
You smoke the day's last cigarette, remembering what she said
What she said

He-ey

Yeah
And here I am - on the road again
There I am - up on a stage
Here I go - playing star again
There I go - turn the page
There I go - turn that page
There I go, yeah, yeah
There I go, yeah, yeah
There I go, yeah
There I go, yeah
There I go, oo-oo-ooh
There I go
And I'm gone

lilbossman

bob segar was the REAL person that wrote that song..........

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And played it best. Excellent song.

Zastava_101

And played it best. Excellent song.
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He was the person who wrote Turn The Page, but he didn't played it best. Version that Metallica did was a lot better.

Autotooner

uhh umm...

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Yeah. :yes:

Don't you just love McDonalds?

EleanorsMine

Yeah. :yes:

Don't you just love McDonalds?



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Oh yea, I'm loving it.

EleanorsMine

Depends- if you listen to the superior seger version-- its about being on the road
Metallica- the life and times of a crack ho living in a motel...


You've got your ball,
You've got your chain
Tied to me tight, tie me up again.
Who's got their claws
In you my friend?
Into your heart I'll beat again
Sweet like candy to my soul
Sweet you rock,
And sweet you roll
Lost for you, I'm so lost for you

Oh, and you come crash into me
And I come into you
And I come into you
In a boy's dream
In a boy's dream

Touch your lips just so I know
In your eyes, love, it glows so
I'm bare-boned and crazy... for you.

Oh, and you come crash into me
Baby, and I come into you
In a boy's dream
In a boy's dream

And if I've gone overboard
Then I'm begging you
To forgive me
In my haste
When I'm holding you so girl,
Close to me

Oh and you come crash into me, yeah
Baby, and I come into you
Hike up your skirt a little more
And show the world to me
Hike up your skirt a little more
And show your world to me
In a boy's dream
In a boy's dream

Oh, I watch you there
Through the window
And I stare at you
You wear nothing, but you
Wear it so well
Tied up and twisted,
The way I'd like to be
For you, for me, come crash into me, baby
Come crash into me, yeah

Crash into me...
Crash into me...
Crash into me...

You know, I'm the king of the castle,
You're the dirty rascal, crash into me.
Please crash into me, baby...

Oh, no no no...
Yes, I see the waves
Come and crash into me.
See the waves come and crash into me.
Crash into me.

Zastava_101

Video Metallica did for Turn The Page was awesome.

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Here's another of my favorites:

Windy Town
--Chris Rea

Drivin' down from the Highland line
We done some gigs on the Clyde and the Tyne
They flew us in from the Hamburg strip
The taste of Dusseldorf still on our lips

And on the bus there's a friend of mine
We go way back to the scene of the crime
We sit up front and share a cigarette
And try to remember what we tried to forget
He said "Do you remember?"
He said "Do you recall?"
I said "Yeah, I remember
Oh I remember it all"

Every time the cold wind blows
Every time I hear the sound
Late night train shunting down by the river
I remember windy town

We come so far and we move so fast
Makin' hay see it all go past
Around the world and around again
Up and down on that gravy train

Every time the cold wind blows
Every time I hear the sound
East cost crosswinds on a cold wet stone
I remember windy town

I seen it all before

The freezin' corners and the empty streets
The burnin' passion and the cold wet feet
Three tricky miles home every night
Dodgin' from the shadows underneath those amber lights

No car for kissin' and no where to go
'Cept inside each other and I love you so
I held your face as you shivered in the rain
Girl I'll always love you and I love you again

Every time
Yeah every time

Every time the cold wind blows
Every time I hear the sound
Late night train shunting down by the river
I remember windy town
Every time the cold wind blows
Every time I hear the sound
East cost crosswinds on a cold wet stone
I remember I remember windy town

Maverick128

Here's one of my favorites. And I love the meaning. Anyone else know what it is.

Glass Onion
by: The Beatles

I told you about strawberry fields
You know the place where nothing is real
Well here's another place you can go
Where everything flows.
Looking through the bent backed tulips
To see how the other half live
Looking through a glass onion.
I told you about the walrus and me-man
You know that we're as close as can be-man
Well here's another clue for you all
The walrus was Paul.
Standing on the cast iron shore-yeah
Lady Madonna trying to make ends meet-yeah
Looking through a glass onion.
I told you about the fool on the hill
I tell you man he living there still
Well here's another place you can be
Listen to me.
Fixing a hole in the ocean
Trying to make a dove-tail joint-yeah
Looking through a glass onion.

Lalo

wow, this went chaotic pretty fast lol.

All of these are great choices, but people, one at a time lol