Lyrical Story Game

BobM · « **Reply #60 on:** 21 Jan 2014, 01:41 pm »

Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door

Diamond Dog · « **Reply #61 on:** 21 Jan 2014, 06:54 pm »

Everyone is trying to get to the bar.
The name of the bar, the bar is called Heaven.
The band in Heaven plays my favorite song.
They play it once again, they play it all night long.

Heaven is a place where nothing ever happens.

BobM · « **Reply #62 on:** 21 Jan 2014, 08:16 pm »

Some folks trust to reason
Others trust to might
I don't trust to nothing
But I know it come out right

Say it once again now
Oh I hope you understand
When it's done and over
Lord, a man is just a man

Playing
Playing in the band
Daybreak
Daybreak on the land

pjnad · « **Reply #63 on:** 22 Jan 2014, 12:01 am »

Gazing at the fire, burning by the water
Before he speaks the world around us quiets.

With eyes as sharp as arrows and turning to the fire
He clears the air and cuts it with a feather.

Many in a circle slowly 'round the fire
When he is gone I want to know him better.

No one is forsaken, no one is a liar,
He plants the tree of life on our foreheads with water.

He hums, there are drums, four winds, rising suns,
We are singing and playing, I her him saying.

I remember breezes from winds inside your body
keep me high, like I told you, I'll sing to them this story and know why.

BobM · « **Reply #64 on:** 22 Jan 2014, 12:45 am »

Long distance runner, what you holdin' out for?
Caught in slow motion in a dash for the door.
The flame from your stage has now spread to the floor
You gave all you had. Why you wanna give more?
The more that you give, the more it will take
To the thin line beyond which you really can't fake.

Fire! Fire on the mountain!

Demarche · « **Reply #65 on:** 22 Jan 2014, 07:09 am »

Right from the beginning clouds began to form
We were all too young to feel the power of the storm
We had lost our hopes we know our dreams would still remain
Because nothing is impossible
nothing burns like fire in the rain
Fire in the rain

BobM · « **Reply #66 on:** 22 Jan 2014, 02:09 pm »

Here's a summation/synopsis of the story so far ...

Bob, our intrepid hero finds himself/herself on a journey in the American midwest. He hears someone speaking and they walk down the road for a while, but not together. They reach the end of the road and enter a place he's never been to before. They move forward together and find a mobile home, which they drive back to the friend's house.

Arriving at our friends home they are greeted by his pets (2 cats and a dog). Seems everyone in this neighborhood lets their dogs run free. My new friend's dog takes off in a race across the bridge and into the local swampland (guess they're not in Arizona anymore). We decide to crack a few beers and walk arouond the neighborhood. Quite a few beers later we both break into drunken song into the wee hours of the morning.

Waking up I feel like I'm dying; headache and cotton mouth. My buddy makes some local hangover cure as we both swear off drinking for the forseeable future. We head off into town and find some sex crazed chicks who take us back to their place for a romping good time. That night I get an email from my wife, Emily. Apparently these chicks took pictures with my phone and texted them to her. Damn. Emily wants a divorce.

So it's now Monday morning and I start drinking again to drown my problems. Feeling very sorry for myself. Waxing lyrical later that day I compose some really bad poetry to life on the rocks. I know I can't show my face back home. Walking out to the bridge I contemplate suicide by jumping into the river. Seeing no better option, I jump in.

"It didn't kill me", I think as I float downstream. I remember the good times with Emily. I know her friends are trying to console her, telling her to remember the good times we had together. [flash over to Emily's point of view]

Emily and her friends decide to go out to help her forget Bob. They take her to a strip club where some caveman like dude is shakin it up. Afterwards they head off to the local baseball game. Emily just can't get into it, as she tilts her head back to look up at the night sky. As it happens, Bob is also peering up at the stars. [split screen view of both Bob and Emily]

Both are remembering their past. They wanted to start a family together. There were some bad times before, involving drugs. Remembering those trippy weekends. The gypsy fortune teller giving them their future. The hikes in those endless meadows. Running together through the woods. It all seems so long ago now. [queue a syrupy love song].

We met when I was playing guitar in a local band. Emily was in a bad way from the drugs and needed a shoulder to cry on, so we hooked up. She took me down into drugville with her for a while, until we got busted. Jail sucked. When we were released it felt like everyone knew us for criminals. I just couldn't take that pressure anymore, so I lashed out and hurt a guy real bad. I might have killed him. All I could think was "run man, run."

Gotta get away, I got a cheap gun from a dude I knew. I didn's have any cash, but I needed that gun in a big way, so I shot him and took off back home to pack. Man, this gun is sweet, but it's gonna be my downfall.

Suddenly a banging on the door. "Police, come out with your hands up."

"You're never gonna take me coppa." [Butch and Sundance scene follows].

Opening my eyes, afterward, I see heaven's gate. Wow, there's a lot of people trying to get in and be part of Heaven's Band (isn't that Jimmy?). First you gotta make it past the last judgement where all your sins are laid before you. I can't take it. Running away I fall into Hell. Burning, burning fire and hailstorms!

... to be continued

Diamond Dog · « **Reply #67 on:** 23 Jan 2014, 01:09 am »

Outstanding...absolutely outstanding.

D.D.

Diamond Dog · « **Reply #68 on:** 23 Jan 2014, 03:31 am »

OK then, where were we ?... Oh yes, of course :

This is Hell, this is Hell, this is Hell

'My Favorite Things' are playing again and again
But it's by Julie Andrews and not by John Coltrane
Endless balmy breezes and perfect sunsets framed
Vintage wine for breakfast and naked starlets floating in Champagne
All the passions of your youth are tranquillized and tamed
You may think it looks familiar though you may know it by another name

This is Hell, this is Hell, I am sorry to tell you
It never gets better or worse
But you get used to it after a spell
For Heaven is Hell in reverse

This is Hell, this is Hell

JerryM · « **Reply #69 on:** 23 Jan 2014, 03:48 am »

What is this that stands before me?
Figure in black which points at me
Turn around quick, and start to run
Find out I'm the chosen one
Oh no

BobM · « **Reply #70 on:** 23 Jan 2014, 02:31 pm »

Johnny, rosin up your bow and play your fiddle hard.
'Cause Hell's broke loose in Georgia and the Devil deals the cards.
And if you win you get this shiny fiddle made of gold,
But if you lose the devil gets your soul.

Diamond Dog · « **Reply #71 on:** 23 Jan 2014, 11:33 pm »

When the devil came
He was not red
He was chrome and he said

Come with me
You must go
So I went
Where everything was clean
So precise and towering

I was welcomed
With open arms
I received so much help in every way
I felt no fear
I felt no fear

The air was crisp
Like sunny late winter days
A springtime yawning high in the haze
And I felt like I belonged
Come with me

Demarche · « **Reply #72 on:** 24 Jan 2014, 06:14 am »

The devil appeared like Jesus through the steam in the street
Showin' me a hand I knew even the cops couldn't beat
I felt his hot breath on my neck as I dove into the heat
It's so hard to be a saint when you're just a boy out on the street

BobM · « **Reply #73 on:** 24 Jan 2014, 02:48 pm »

WELCOME TO THE ABANDONED LAND
COME ON IN, CHILD; TAKE MY HAND
HERE THERE'S NO WORK OR PLAY
ONLY ONE BILL TO PAY
THERE'S JUST FIVE WORDS TO SAY
AS YOU GO DOWN, DOWN, DOWN

YOU'RE GONNA BURN IN HELL
OH BURN IN HELL

pjnad · « **Reply #74 on:** 25 Jan 2014, 02:22 pm »

I had a dream last night I was cast into Hell by a jealous God
The Devil walked up and said, "You don't need no lightning rod
It hardly ever rains down here, I can't recall the last storm
You ain't gonna need that leather jacket, it gets kinda warm
But there's one way in there's no way out
It looks like you're here to stay
The place is a mess, it's overcrowded, more are coming in everyday"

I said, "Oh man, wait a minute there's gotta be something wrong
I ain't a bad guy, just write these little songs
I always pay my union dues, I don't stay in the passing lane"
And he said, "What about all that whiskey and the cocaine"
I said, "Well, yeah, but that's no reason to throw me in Hell
'Cause I didn't use the cocaine to get high
I just liked the way it smelled"

BobM · « **Reply #75 on:** 27 Jan 2014, 02:03 pm »

Ah oh, smokestack lightnin'
Shinin' just like gold
Why don't ya hear me cryin'?
A whoo hoo, whoo hoo, whoo

Demarche · « **Reply #76 on:** 30 Jan 2014, 01:04 am »

Her booty claps like “lightning” and rumbles like “thunder”, and she got it all from her momma!

BobM · « **Reply #77 on:** 30 Jan 2014, 01:42 pm »

I couldnt say where she's coming from,
But I just met a lady named dinah-moe humm

Demarche · « **Reply #78 on:** 5 Feb 2014, 05:54 am »

Then a black girl with no clothes on danced across the room
We charted the progress of the planets around that boogie-woogie moon
I called her my nubian princess, I gave her some sweet-back bad-ass jive
I spent the next seven years between her legs pining for my wife
But by and by it all went wrong, I felt all washed-up on the shore
She stared down at me from up in the storm as I sobbed upon the floor
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BobM · « **Reply #79 on:** 5 Feb 2014, 01:47 pm »

Higher, higher, hear the thunder roar from above
Fire, fire, fire makes me whole
Into the smoke and flame and we'll fly away
And we'll rise right before their eyes
On wings that fill the sky
Like a phoenix rising
Like a phoenix rising
Wings on fire, tearing in to the night
And we'll fly away