Well I woke up Sunday morning,
With no way to hold my head that didn't hurt.
And the beer I had for breakfast wasn't bad,
So I had one more for dessert.
Then I fumbled in my closet through my clothes,
And found my cleanest dirty shirt.
Then I washed my face and combed my hair,
And stumbled down the stairs to meet the day.

I'd smoked my mind the night before,
With cigarettes and songs I'd been pickin'.
But I lit my first and watched a small kid,
Playin with a can that he was kickin.
Then I walked across the street,
and caught the Sunday smell of someones fryin' chicken.
And it took me back to somethin',
That I'd lost somewhere, somehow along the way.

On the Sunday morning sidewalk,
I'm wishin Lord that I was stoned.
Cause there's something in a Sunday,
that makes a body feel alone.
And there's nothin' short of dyin',
Thats half as lonesome as the sound,
Of a sleepin' city sidewalk
and Sunday mornin' comin' down.

In the park I saw a daddy,
With a laughin' little girl that he was swingin'.
And I stopped beside a Sunday school,
And listened to the songs that they were singin'.
Then I headed down the street
And somewhere far away a lonely bell was ringin'.
And it echoed through the canyons,
Like the disappearing dreams of yesterday.

On the Sunday morning sidewalk,
I'm wishin Lord that I was stoned.
Cause there's something in a Sunday,
that makes a body feel alone.
And there's nothin' short of dyin',
thats half as lonesome as the sound,
Of a sleepin' city sidewalk
and Sunday mornin' comin' down.

Written by Kris Kristofferson, made famous by Johnny Cash

I park my pontiac
Down the hill out in back
Late every afternoon
With a coke and a cigarette
And all of the neighbors there
They see a nice old man

And the girl there across the street
She sits on her front porch swing
She never realized
What I told her with my eyes
How back in the second war
I killed twenty German boys
With my own bare hands

And the woman inside my house
She won't stop talking
She never says a thing
She just keeps talking
And I might just leave her still
After the sun goes down
And I smoke this cigarette


Lyle Lovett "Pontiac"

If the thunder don't get you then the lightning will.

The night comes so quietly it's close on the heels of the day.

A sickened mind and spirit
The mirror tells me lies
Could I mistake myself for someone
Who lives behind my eyes
Will he escape my soul
Or will he live in me
Is he tryin' to get out or tryin' to enter me.
Voices in the darkness
Scream away my mental health
Can I ask a question
To help me save me from myself

All I want,
Everything
In it's right place.

That, to me, is the most resonant lyric imaginable. Equal parts irony and desire, to be something resembling "normal" and to refute what you're expected to be. It hits on so many levels.

Wine is fine
But whiskey's quicker

This sounds like something from a metal song.

That's a great line... I submit the whole part...

Well it oughta be easy, oughta be simple enough well,
man meets woman and they, fall in love
but this house is haunted and this ride gets rough
and you've got to learn to live with what you can't rise above
if you wanna ride on down, down into this tunnel of love

Two Beatles lines come to mind immediately, but I could probably do this forever.

Living is easy with eyes closed.

Nothing's gonna change my world.


Radiohead: Immerse your soul in love.


And it's a favorite line, not favorite song. Jerks.

Vows are spoken
To be broken
Feelings are intense
Words are trivial
Pleasures remain
So does the pain
Words are meaningless
And forgettable

Diary of a Madman!!! :rockon:

It's amazing to me, what a fool will believe to get by

scars are souvineers you never loose. Goo Goo dolls.

And my all time favorite.....long but worth it...

It was an early morning bar room,
And the place just opened up.
And the little man came in so fast and
he Started at his cups.
And the broad who served the whisky
She was a big old friendly girl.
Who tried to fight her empty nights
By smilin' at the world.

And she said "Hey Bub, It's, It's been awhile
Since you been around.
Where the hell you been hidin'?
And why you look so down?"

Well the little man just sat there
like he'd never heard a sound.

The waitress she gave out with a cough,
And acting not the least put off,
She spoke once again.

She said, "I don't want to bother you,
Consider it's understood.
I know I'm not no beauty queen,
But I sure can listen good."

And the little man took his drink in his hand
And he raised it to his lips.
He took a couple of sips.
And then he told the waitress this story.

"I am the midnight watchman down at Miller's Tool and Die.
And I watch the metal rusting, I watch the time go by.
A week ago at the diner I stopped to get a bite.
And this here lovely lady she sat two seats from my right.
And Lord, Lord, Lord she was alright.

You see, she was so damned beautiful that she could warm a winter frost.
But she looked long past lonely, and well nigh on to lost.
Now I'm not much of a mover, or a pick-em-up easy guy,
But I decided to glide on over, and give her one good try.
And Lord, Lord, Lord she was worth a try.

Well I was "Tongued-tied like a school boy, I stammered out some words.
It did not seem to matter much, 'cause I don't think she heard.
She just looked clear on through me to a space back in my head.
It shamed me into silence, as quietly she said,
'If you want me to come with you, then that's all right with me.
Cause I know I'm going nowhere, and anywhere's a better place to be.
Anywhere's a better place to be.'

Well I drove her to my boarding house, and I took her up to my room.
And I went to turn on the only light to brighten up the gloom.
But she said, 'Please leave the light off, oh I don't mind the dark.'
And as her clothes all tumbled 'round her, I could hear my heart.
The moonlight shone upon her as she lay back in my bed.
It was the kind of scene I only had imagined in my head.
I just could not believe it, to think that she was real.
And as I tried to tell her she said 'Shhh.. I know just how you feel.
And if you want to come here with me, then that's all right with me.
'Cause I've been oh so lonely, lovin' someone is a better way to be.
anywhere's a better place to be.'

Well The morning come so swiftly I held her in my arms.
And she slept like a baby, snug and safe from harm.
I did not want to share her or dare to break the mood,
So before she woke I went out to buy us both some food.

"I came back with my paper bag, to find that she was gone.
She'd left a six word letter saying 'It's time that I moved on.'"

You know The waitress she took her bar rag, and she wiped it across her eyes. And as she spoke her voice came out as something like a sigh.
She said "I wish that I was beautiful, or that you were halfway blind.
And I wish I weren't so goddamn fat, I wish that you were mine.
And I wish that you'd come with me, when I leave for home.
For we both know all about emptiness, and livin' all alone."

And the little man, Looked at the empty glass in his hand.
And he smiled a crooked grin, He said, "I, I guess I'm out of gin.
And I know we both have been, so lonely. And if you want me to come with you, then that's all right with me. 'Cause I know I'm goin' nowhere and anywhere's a better place to be."

Lizzy

Down at the juke joint me and the boys were stompin'
Bippin' an a boppin', telling a dirty joke or two
In walked this chick and I knew she was up to something
I kissed her right there out of the blue

I said "Hey baby, meet me I'm a tough guy"
Got my cycle outside, you wanna try?
She just looked at me and rolled them big eyes
And said "Ooh I'd do anything for you 'cause you're a rocker"

I hurt myself today
To see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
The only thing that's real
The needle tears a hole
The old familiar sting
Try to kill it all away
But I remember everything

What have I become?
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know
Goes away in the end

You could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt

I wear this crown of shit
Upon my liar's chair
Full of broken thoughts
I cannot repair
Beneath the stains of time
The feelings disappear
You are someone else
I am still right here

What have I become?
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know
Goes away in the end

And you could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt

If I could start again
A million miles away
I would keep myself
I would find a way