[Len_Dreyer]

Joni Mitchell - Blue

Acid, booze, and ass. Needles, guns, and grass. Lots of laughs, lots of laughs. Everybody's saying that hell's the hippest way to go. Well I don't think so ...

[django11]

We are swimming with the snakes at the bottom of the well
So silent and peaceful in the darkness where we fell

Patti Griffin "Living with Ghosts"

[lonewolfny42]

Think about each line.....


I am he as you are he as you are me and we are all together.
See how they run like pigs from a gun, see how they fly.
I'm crying.

Sitting on a cornflake, waiting for the van to come.
Corporation tee-shirt, stupid bloody Tuesday.
Man, you been a naughty boy, you let your face grow long.
I am the eggman, they are the eggmen.
I am the walrus, goo goo g'joob.

Mister City Policeman sitting
Pretty little policemen in a row.
See how they fly like Lucy in the Sky, see how they run.
I'm crying, I'm crying.
I'm crying, I'm crying.

Yellow matter custard, dripping from a dead dog's eye.
Crabalocker fishwife, pornographic priestess,
Boy, you been a naughty girl you let your knickers down.
I am the eggman, they are the eggmen.
I am the walrus, goo goo g'joob.

Sitting in an English garden waiting for the sun.
If the sun don't come, you get a tan
From standing in the English rain.
I am the eggman, they are the eggmen.
I am the walrus, goo goo g'joob g'goo goo g'joob.

Expert textpert choking smokers,
Don't you thing the joker laughs at you?
See how they smile like pigs in a sty,
See how they snied.
I'm crying.

Semolina pilchard, climbing up the Eiffel Tower.
Elementary penguin singing Hari Krishna.
Man, you should have seen them kicking Edgar Allan Poe.
I am the eggman, they are the eggmen.
I am the walrus, goo goo g'joob g'goo goo g'joob.
Goo goo g'joob g'goo goo g'joob g'goo...

    The Beatles....."I Am the Walrus"

[soundbitten1]

      Crime in The City (Sixty to Zero) - Neil Young
     
            All the champs and the heroes
            They got a price to pay
            They go from sixty to zero
            In the split of a hair
            They see the face in the window
            They feel a shadow out there
            They've got the places they can go
            They've got the people who stare
            They've got to walk in their shoes
            They've got to see what they see
            They've got the people around them
            Getting too much for free
            All the pimps and the dealers
            All the food they can eat
            All the screamers and squealers
            When they walk down the street
            Yeah.

            He's just a rich old man
            He never cared for anyone
            He likes to count his possessions
            He's been a miser from penny one
            He never cared for his children
            Never cared for his wife
            Never made anyone happy
            That's the way he lived his life
            And one day in the sunshine
            He got a bolt from the blue
            Unloaded all of his possessions
            Sold his investments too
            And now he lives with the homeless
            Owns 900 hospital beds
            He prefers to remain nameless
            It's publicity he dreads
            Yeah.

            There's a judge in the city
            He goes to work every day
            Spends his life in the courthouse
            Keeps his perspective that way
            But I respect his decision
            He's got a lot on his mind
            He's pretty good with the gavel
            A little heavy on the fines
            One day there was this minstrel
            Who came to court on a charge
            That he blew someone's head off
            Because his amp was too large
            And the song he was singin'
            Was not for love but for cash
            Well, the judge waived the charges
            He fingered his mustache
            Yeah.

            Well, there's a clown in a carnival
            He rode a painted horse
            He came from somewhere out west
            He was very funny of course
            But that is not what I noticed
            It was the incredible force
            With which he held his audience
            While he rode on his horse
            His jokes were not that off-color
            His smile was not that sincere
            His show was that not that sensational
            Reasons for success were not clear
            But he still made big money
            One day the circus was his
            Now he's married to the acrobat
            And they're training their kids
            Yeah.

            Now the jailhouse was empty
            All the criminals were gone
            The gate was left wide open
            And a buck and fawn
            Were eating grass in the courtyard
            When the warden walked in
            And took a rifle from the prison guard
            And said to him with a grin
            To shoot those deer would be stupid, sir
            We already got 'em right here
            Why not just lock the gates and keep them
            With intimidation and fear?
            But the warden pulled the trigger
            And those deer hit the ground
            He said Nobody'll know the difference
            And they both looked around.
            Yeah.

            Well, the cop made the showdown
            He was sure he was right
            He had all of the lowdown
            From the bank heist last night
            His best friend was a robber
            And his wife was a thief
            All the children were murderers
            They couldn't get no relief
            The bungalow was surrounded
            When a voice loud and clear
            Come out with your hands up
            Or we're gonna blow you out of here
            There was a face in the window
            TV cameras rolled
            And they cut to the announcer
            And the story was told.
            Yeah.

            Well, the artist looked at the producer
            The producer sat back
            He said What we have got here
            Is a pretty good track
            But we don't have a vocal
            And we still don't have a song
            If we could get this thing accomplished
            Nothin' else could go wrong
            So he balanced the ashtray
            And he picked up the phone
            And said Send me a songwriter
            Who's drifted far from home
            And make sure that he's hungry
            And make sure he's alone
            And send me a cheeseburger
            And a new Rolling Stone
            Yeah.

            Well, the Sioux and Dakota
            They lost all of their land
            And now a basketball player
            Is trying to lend them a hand
            Maybe someday he'll be president
            He's quite a popular man
            But now the chief has reservations
            And the white man has plans
            There's opposition in Congress
            The bill is up against cash
            There's really no way of predicting
            If it will fly or it will crash
            But that's the nature of politics
            That's the name of the game
            That's how it looks in the tepee
            Big winds are blowing again
            Yeah.

            There's still crime in the city
            Said the cop on the beat
            I don't know if I can stop it
            I feel like meat on the street
            They paint my car like a target
            I take my orders from fools
            Meanwhile some kid blows my head off
            Well, I play by their rules
            So now I'm doing it my way
            I took the law in my own hands
            Here I am in the alleyway
            A wad of cash in my pants
            I get paid by a ten year old
            He says he looks up to me
            There's still crime in the city
            But it's good to be free
            Yeah.

            Now I come from a family
            That has a broken home
            Sometimes I talk to my daddy
            On the telephone
            When he says that he loves me
            I know that he does
            But I wish I could see him
            Wish I knew where he was
            But that's the way all my friends are
            Except maybe one or two
            Wish I could see him this weekend
            Wish I could walk in his shoes
            But now I'm doin' my own thing
            Sometimes I'm good, then I'm bad
            Although my home has been broken
            It's the best home I ever had
            Yeah.

            Well, I keep getting younger
            My life's been funny that way
            Before I ever learned to talk
            I forgot what to say
            I sassed back to my mummy
            I sassed back to my teacher
            I got thrown out of Sunday School
            For throwin' bibles at the preacher
            Then I grew up to be a fireman
            I put out every fire in town
            Put out everything smoking
            But when I put the hose down
            The judge sent me to prison
            Gave me life without parole
            Wish I never put the hose down
            Wish I never got old.

[bunnyma357]

Wire - Kidney Bingos

Natural Splits Sunburn Jets Price Marks Smart Bets
Strikers Luck Pitch Backs Heap Tips Pit Slacks
Dressed Pints Demon Shrinks Bread Drunk Dead Drinks
Stretch Clubs Models Box Draw Skin Black Shocks

Money Spines Paper Lung Kidney Bingos Organ Fun

Flag Stunt Rock Stone Dole Axe Crash Dive
Breathe Thrift Take Speed Double Take Weekends
Skull Row Drugs Hall Colour Bars Sex Calls
Sparkle Finds Rented Rings Pretty Things Clipped Wings

Gold Street Spy Fleet Scandal Food Poor Treat
Fire Run Club Gun Rule Mob Burn Some
Bomb Time Pop Crime Stock Frame Steady Climb
Fresh Name Donor Game Fair Meat All the Same


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4ZxPznJ5wGk

[martyo]

Dark Star  The Dead

Dark star crashes, pouring its light into ashes.
Reason tatters, the forces tear loose from the axis.
Searchlight casting for faults in the clouds of delusion.
Shall we go, you and I while we can
Through the transitive nightfall of diamonds?

Mirror shatters in formless reflections of matter.
Glass hand dissolving to ice petal flowers revolving.
Lady in velvet recedes in the nights of good-bye.
Shall we go, you and I while we can
Through the transitive nightfall of diamonds?

[Noseyears]

Leaves falling down, by Dead by april:

Put my trust in your love
I defended you
despite our past
I still breathe for you (for you..)
my side is chosen for destiny
and this is all I see

Leaves falling down
falling side by side
all I predicted has now begun
Leaves falling down
anywhere I hide
all that was laid down
it seems I drown

[timind]

Dan Bern - One Thing Real

I come down the steps
I slip on the ice
Santa Claus been lookin'
Who's been naughty, who's been nice
I'm lookin' for one thing real tonight
Jesus, he comes up to me, Jesus, he sits down
Says take this fuckin' cross off my back, I'm goin' downtown
I say aw, but ain't that your uniform
He offers me a toke
Says 2000 years is long enough for this particular joke
He says I'm lookin' for one thing real tonight
I'm up here singin' these songs every night
Sometimes I wanna just make 'em all up on the spot
Maybe they wouldn't rhyme too good, they might not make sense
But then at least I wouldn't be repeating myself
I'm lookin' for one thing real tonight
And you're the one I've chosen
And I guess you've chosen me
Let's turn off the commercials
Let's turn off the TV
How well can we get to know
Each other in an hour
We can fight the daylight
We have that power
I'm lookin' for one thing real tonight
Van Gogh sits next to me, with a bucketful of paste
He rips off my ear and says glue this to my face
I'd like to leave America for someplace where they would
Not know a word of English and I might be understood
I'm lookin' for one thing real tonight

[zybar]

Lyrics to "2112" by Neil Peart of Rush.  After hearing this song, not only did I love the lyrics, but it inspired me to read Ayn Rand's novella Anthem (as well as her other works - The Fountainhead, Atlas Shrugged).

Here are the lyrics:

'I lie awake, staring out at the bleakness of Megadon. City and sky become one, merging
into a single plane, a vast sea of unbroken grey. The Twin Moons, just two pale orbs as
they trace their way across the steely sky. I used to think I had a pretty good life here,
just plugging into my machine for the day, then watching Templevision or reading a Temple
Paper in the evening.

'My friend Jon always said it was nicer here than under the atmospheric domes of the Outer
Planets. We have had peace since 2062, when the surviving planets were banded together under
the Red Star of the Solar Federation. The less fortunate gave us a few new moons.
I believed what I was told. I thought it was a good life, I thought I was happy. Then I found
something that changed it all...'

[I. Overture]

And the meek shall inherit the earth...

[II. Temples of Syrinx]

...'The massive grey walls of the Temples rise from the heart of every Federation city. I
have always been awed by them, to think that every single facet of every life is regulated
and directed from within! Our books, our music, our work and play are all looked after by
the benevolent wisdom of the priests...'

We've taken care of everything
The words you hear, the songs you sing
The pictures that give pleasure to your eyes
It's one for all and all for one
We work together, common sons
Never need to wonder how or why

We are the Priests of the Temples of Syrinx
Our great computers fill the hallowed halls
We are the Priests, of the Temples of Syrinx
All the gifts of life are held within our walls

Look around at this world we've made
Equality our stock in trade
Come and join the Brotherhood of Man
Oh, what a nice, contented world
Let the banners be unfurled
Hold the Red Star proudly high in hand

We are the Priests of the Temples of Syrinx
Our great computers fill the hallowed halls
We are the Priests, of the Temples of Syrinx
All the gifts of life are held within our walls

[III. Discovery]

'...Behind my beloved waterfall, in the little room that was hidden beneath the cave, I
found it. I brushed away the dust of the years, and picked it up, holding it reverently in
my hands. I had no idea what it might be, but it was beautiful...'

'...I learned to lay my fingers across the wires, and to turn the keys to make them sound
differently. As I struck the wires with my other hand, I produced my first harmonious sounds
and soon my own music! How different it could be from the music of the Temples! I can't wait
to tell the priests about it!...'

What can this strange device be?
When I touch it, it gives forth a sound
It's got wires that vibrate and give music
What can this thing be that I found?

See how it sings like a sad heart
And joyously screams out its pain
Sounds that build high like a mountain
Or notes that fall gently like rain

I can't wait to share this new wonder
The people will all see its light
Let them all make their own music
The Priests praise my name on this night

[IV. Presentation]

'...In the sudden silence as I finished playing, I looked up to a circle of grim,
expressionless faces. Father Brown rose to his feet, and his somnolent voice echoed
throughout the silent Temple Hall...'

'...Instead of the grateful joy that I expected, they were words of quiet rejection!
Instead of praise, sullen dismissal. I watched in shock and horror as Father Brown ground
my precious instrument to splinters beneath his feet...'

I know it's most unusual
To come before you so
But I've found an ancient miracle
I thought that you should know
Listen to my music
And hear what it can do
There's something here as strong as life
I know that it will reach you

Yes, we know, it's nothing new
It's just a waste of time
We have no need for ancient ways
The world is doing fine
Another toy that helped destroy
The elder race of man
Forget about your silly whim
It doesn't fit the plan

I can't believe you're saying
These things just can't be true
Our world could use this beauty
Just think what we might do
Listen to my music
And hear what it can do
There's something here as strong as life
I know that it will reach you

Don't annoy us further!
We have our work to do
Just think about the average
What use have they for you?
Another toy that helped destroy
The elder race of man
Forget about your silly whim
It doesn't fit the Plan!

[V. Oracle: The Dream]

'...I guess it was a dream, but even now it all seems so vivid to me. Clearly yet I see
the beckoning hand of the oracle as he stood at the summit of the staircase...'

'...I see still the incredible beauty of the sculptured cities and the pure spirit of man
revealed in the lives and works of this world. I was overwhelmed by both wonder and
understanding as I saw a completely different way to life, a way that had been crushed
by the Federation long ago. I saw now how meaningless life had become with the loss of
all these things...'

I wandered home through the silent streets
And fell into a fitful sleep
Escape to realms beyond the night
Dream can't you show me the light?

I stand atop a spiral stair
An oracle confronts me there
He leads me on light years away
Through astral nights, galactic days
I see the works of gifted hands
That grace this strange and wondrous land
I see the hand of man arise
With hungry mind and open eyes

They left the planet long ago
The elder race still learn and grow
Their power grows with purpose strong
To claim the home where they belong
Home to tear the Temples down...
Home to change!

[VI. Soliloquy]

'...I have not left this cave for days now, it has become my last refuge in my total
despair. I have only the music of the waterfall to comfort me now. I can no longer live
under the control of the Federation, but there is no other place to go. My last hope is
that with my death I may pass into the world of my dream, and know peace at last.'

The sleep is still in my eyes
The dream is still in my head
I heave a sigh and sadly smile
And lie a while in bed
I wish that it might come to pass
Not fade like all my dreams...

Just think of what my life might be
In a world like I have seen!
I don't think I can carry on
Carry on this cold and empty life

My spirits are low in the depths of despair
My lifeblood...
...Spills over...

[VII. The Grand Finale]

Attention all Planets of the Solar Federation
Attention all Planets of the Solar Federation
Attention all Planets of the Solar Federation
We have assumed control
We have assumed control
We have assumed control

[pjchappy]

My choice of lyrics isn't necessarily trippy on its own, but in its full context (I guess. . .).  Here's one of my favorites:

You've got to be trusted
By the people that you lie to
So that when they turn their backs on you
You'll get the chance to put the knife in.

-  Pink Floyd - Dogs (Lyrics by Waters)


Paul

[jtwrace]

On the lighter side....


This was never the way I planned
Not my intention
I got so brave, drink in hand
Lost my discretion
It's not what, I'm used to
Just wanna try you on
I'm curious for you
Caught my attention

I kissed a girl and I liked it
The taste of her cherry chapstick
I kissed a girl just to try it
I hope my boyfriend don't mind it
It felt so wrong
It felt so right
Don't mean I'm in love tonight
I kissed a girl and I liked it
I liked it

No, I don't even know your name
It doesn't matter
Your my experimental game
Just human nature
It's not what, good girls do
Not how they should behave
My head gets so confused
Hard to obey

I kissed a girl and I liked it
The taste of her cherry chapstick
I kissed a girl just to try it
I hope my boyfriend don't mind it
It felt so wrong
It felt so right
Don't mean I'm in love tonight
I kissed a girl and I liked it
I liked it

Us girls we are so magical
Soft skin, red lips, so kissable
Hard to resist so touchable
Too good to deny it
Ain't no big deal, it's innocent

I kissed a girl and I liked it
The taste of her cherry chapstick
I kissed a girl just to try it
I hope my boyfriend don't mind it
It felt so wrong
It felt so right
Don't mean I'm in love tonight
I kissed a girl and I liked it
I liked it

Yes, it's Katy Perry.   

[chadh]

My choice of lyrics isn't necessarily trippy on its own, but in its full context (I guess. . .).  Here's one of my favorites:

You've got to be trusted
By the people that you lie to
So that when they turn their backs on you
You'll get the chance to put the knife in.

-  Pink Floyd - Dogs (Lyrics by Waters)


Paul

I always liked the following bits from Sheep, later on the same album.  Again, not so trippy, but pretty wild...


That's what you get for pretending the danger's not real.
Meek and obedient you follow the leader
Down well trodden corridors into the valley of steel.
What a surprise!
A look of terminal shock in your eyes.
Now things are really what they seem.
No, this is not a bad dream.

Bleating and babbling we fell on his neck with a scream.
Wave upon wave of demented avengers
March cheerfully out of obscurity into the dream.
Have you heard the news?
The dogs are dead!
You better stay home
And do as you're told.
Get out of the road if you want to grow old.


Chad

[Tyson]

Following the Pink Floyd connection, I always thought this particular line from Roger Waters' "Amused to Death" was pretty intense:

"What God wants, God gets."

[nathanm]

Skyclad
By Skyclad

I'll sing to you of days departed,
Times when men proud and stouthearted carved their names on history's bloody page
The corpse of chivalry long dead
Is turning in his loamy bed indignant to our new 'enlightened' age
White-collared knights at boardroom tables dream their own financial fables,
Fight to make their incomes larger--mounted on their 'credit charges.'

Held within the safety of this mundane existence--
Facing endless grey Mondays of dull nine to fives,
We all climb the social ladder with a dogged persistence,
Forging chains we shall carry for the rest of our lives.

We cannot see through clothes may maketh man they cannot give us shelter--
On this mortal helter-skelter if our loyalties are torn,
Between the values we believe in and the egos we are feeding--
We stand all together naked as the day we were born.

And so cast off the lies that are our lives and find the truth within.

SKYCLAD--the veil has lifted,
SKYCLAD--now I see through,
SKYCLAD--your mask of illusion,
SKYCLAD--to the fake that is you.

Financial wizards read their spells from filofaxes
Concrete hells of their own making pass for Avalon.
These men self-made by shrewd investing spend their weekends child-molesting,
Lost in 'green-belt' dreams they do no wrong.

Your mortgage payment rocket--
Like your blood pressure rising,
Executive stresses are the dragons you fight.
In your Armani armour you are practically shining,
So have no code of honour--you must always be right.

Just give me a simple life--my tastes are not demanding,
And whatever life may hand me I'll accept it with good grace;
For I'm just a simple lad with few ideas about my station,
So ale and song will apt suffice to keep me in my place.

How can you know the cost of everything yet never see its worth?

If you think because you've paid the piper you should call the tune--
Well think again my friend life is a gain of chance,
By Fate's command we win or lose,
But still retain the right to choose
If we should stumble on--or shed our cares and dance

SKYCLAD--the veil has lifted,
SKYCLAD--no I see through,
SKYCLAD--your mask of illusion,
SKYCLAD--to the fake that is you.

You charge each other for the time and breath it takes to say 'good morning,'
But the truth is slowly dawning--things are getting out of hand,
We all pursue our shattered dreams along the roads to our own ruin--
Watch our empires sink and wash away like castles made of sand.

And so cast off the lies that are your lives and find the truth within

[lonewolfny42]

I'm sick and tired of hearing things
From uptight, short-sighted, narrow-minded hypocrites
All I want is the truth
Just gimme some truth

I've had enough of reading things
By neurotic, psychotic, pig-headed politicians
All I want is the truth
Just gimme some truth

No short-haired, yellow-bellied, son of Tricky Dicky
Is gonna mother hubbard soft soap me
With just a pocketful of hope
Money for dope
Money for rope

I'm sick to death of seeing things
From tight-lipped, condescending, mama's little chauvinists
All I want is the truth
Just gimme some truth now

I've had enough of watching scenes
Of schizophrenic, ego-centric, paranoiac, prima-donnas
All I want is the truth now
Just gimme some truth

No short-haired, yellow-bellied, son of Tricky Dicky
Is gonna mother hubbard soft soap me
With just a pocketful of hope
It's money for dope
Money for rope

Ah, I'm sick to death of hearing things
from uptight, short-sighted, narrow-minded hypocrites
All I want is the truth now
Just gimme some truth now

I've had enough of reading things
by neurotic, psychotic, pig-headed politicians
All I want is the truth now
Just gimme some truth now

All I want is the truth now
Just gimme some truth now
All I want is the truth
Just gimme some truth
All I want is the truth
Just gimme some truth

John Lennon - "Gimme Some Truth" .....

[Jazzman53]

"lying in the cold sun, watching as the frilly panties run... Aqualung"

[timind]

And she was lying in the grass
And she could hear the highway breathing
And she could see a nearby factory
She´s making sure she is not dreaming
See the lights of a neighbor´s house
Now she´s starting to rise
Take a minute to concentrate
And she opens up her eyes

The world was moving and she was right there with it (and she was)
The world was moving she was floating above it (and she was) and she was

And she was drifting through the backyard
And she was taking off her dress
And she was moving very slowly
Rising up above the earth
Moving into the universe
Drifting this way and that
Not touching ground at all
Up above the yard

Chorus

She was glad about it... no doubt about it
She isn´t sure where she´s gone
No time to think about what to tell them
No time to think about what she´s done
And she was

And she was looking at herself
And things were looking like a movie
She had a pleasant elevation
She´s moving out in all directions

Chorus

Joining the world of missing persons (and she was)
Missing enough to feel alright (and she was)

The Talking Heads - And She Was

[JerryM]

You thought the leaden winter would bring you down forever,
But you rode upon a steamer to the violence of the sun.

And the colors of the sea blind your eyes with trembling mermaids,
And you touch the distant beaches with tales of brave Ulysses
How his naked ears were tortured by the sirens sweetly singing,
For the sparkling waves are calling you to kiss their white laced lips.

And you see a girl's brown body dancing through the turquoise,
And her footprints make you follow where the sky loves the sea.
And when your fingers find her, she drowns you in her body,
Carving deep blue ripples in the tissues of your mind.

The tiny purple fishes run laughing through your fingers,
And you want to take her with you to the hard land of the winter.

Her name is Aphrodite and she rides a crimson shell,
And you know you cannot leave her for you touched the distant sands
With tales of brave Ulysses; how his naked ears were tortured
By the sirens sweetly singing.

The tiny purple fishes run lauging through your fingers,
And you want to take her with you to the hard land of the winter.

Cream - Tales of Great Ulysses

[SoCalWJS]

Echoes (Waters, Wright, Mason, Gilmour) 23:27

Overhead the albatross
Hangs motionless upon the air
And deep beneath the rolling waves
In labyrinths of coral caves
An echo of a distant time
Comes willowing across the sand
And everything is green and submarine.

And no one called us to the land
And no one knows the where's or why's.
Something stirs and something tries
Starts to climb toward the light.

Strangers passing in the street
By chance two separate glances meet
And I am you and what I see is me.
And do I take you by the hand
And lead you through the land
And help me understand
The best I can.

And no one called us to the land
And no one crosses there alive.
No one speaks and no one tries
No one flies around the sun....

Almost everyday you fall
Upon my waking eyes,
Inviting and inciting me
To rise.
And through the window in the wall
Come streaming in on sunlight wings
A million bright ambassadors of morning.

And no one sings me lullabyes
And no one makes me close my eyes
So I throw the windows wide
And call to you across the sky....





Many Floyd lyrics out there tha I love, but this is among the best.....