midnightmover said: stevenpottle said: Define wise for me. Don't you have a dictionary? Only joking. In this context I define it as having mature insights into life, and some suggestions as to the best way to live it. I get many things from Morrissey, but I don't get that. I see him more as the poet of frustration and disappointment. If I want someone to tell me what it feels like to be unhappy, I'll go to Morrissey. If I want someone who can actually step outside his own neuroses, and see the bigger picture then I'll go elsewhere. I agree that Morrissey is more 'clever' than anything else. But, he does from time to time say some really profound things. I'm especially fond of "Meat is Murder" where a very young Morrissey at that time, says: .. Heifer whines could be human cries Closer comes the screaming knife This beautiful creature must die This beautiful creature must die A death for no reason And death for no reason is murder And the flesh you so fancifully fry Is not succulent, tasty or kind Its death for no reason And death for no reason is murder And the calf that you carve with a smile Is murder And the turkey you festively slice Is murder Do you know how animals die ? Kitchen aromas arent very homely Its not comforting, cheery or kind Its sizzling blood and the unholy stench Of murder Its not natural, normal or kind The flesh you so fancifully fry The meat in your mouth As you savour the flavour Of murder No, no, no, its murder No, no, no, its murder Oh ... and who hears when animals cry ? I love this cause he doesn't get overly wordy in his protest, nor political, nor even graffic really. He simply skews our everyday pleasure into something filthy in his eyes. I'm not sure why I love these lyrics so much, but he strikes a chord very much like John Lennon did from time to time---very straight forward language, very precise expression of a viewpoint, wise beyond his years, all paradoxically wrapped up in sort of a childlike and naive veneer. | |
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Imago said: midnightmover said: Don't you have a dictionary? Only joking. In this context I define it as having mature insights into life, and some suggestions as to the best way to live it. I get many things from Morrissey, but I don't get that. I see him more as the poet of frustration and disappointment. If I want someone to tell me what it feels like to be unhappy, I'll go to Morrissey. If I want someone who can actually step outside his own neuroses, and see the bigger picture then I'll go elsewhere. I agree that Morrissey is more 'clever' than anything else. But, he does from time to time say some really profound things. I'm especially fond of "Meat is Murder" where a very young Morrissey at that time, says: .. Heifer whines could be human cries Closer comes the screaming knife This beautiful creature must die This beautiful creature must die A death for no reason And death for no reason is murder And the flesh you so fancifully fry Is not succulent, tasty or kind Its death for no reason And death for no reason is murder And the calf that you carve with a smile Is murder And the turkey you festively slice Is murder Do you know how animals die ? Kitchen aromas arent very homely Its not comforting, cheery or kind Its sizzling blood and the unholy stench Of murder Its not natural, normal or kind The flesh you so fancifully fry The meat in your mouth As you savour the flavour Of murder No, no, no, its murder No, no, no, its murder Oh ... and who hears when animals cry ? I love this cause he doesn't get overly wordy in his protest, nor political, nor even graffic really. He simply skews our everyday pleasure into something filthy in his eyes. I'm not sure why I love these lyrics so much, but he strikes a chord very much like John Lennon did from time to time---very straight forward language, very precise expression of a viewpoint, wise beyond his years, all paradoxically wrapped up in sort of a childlike and naive veneer. I do like that line "You savour the flavour of murder". Morrissey's a clever bastard. Not sure I'd call this one wise, since men have been eating meat for millions of years. It's a little thing called nature. Animals do it too. But yes, I'd agree he makes his statement in an entertaining way. He's a great lyricist. [Edited 5/3/08 15:12pm] “The man who never looks into a newspaper is better informed than he who reads them, inasmuch as he who knows nothing is nearer to truth than he whose mind is filled with falsehoods and errors.”
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midnightmover said: What's wise about that?
Wouldn't you say that arriving at a place where you're not afraid to speak the truth, in the face of intimidation, is a product of wisdom? And the bits I highlighted sound pretty petulant and childish.
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midnightmover said: Imago said: I agree that Morrissey is more 'clever' than anything else. But, he does from time to time say some really profound things. I'm especially fond of "Meat is Murder" where a very young Morrissey at that time, says: .. Heifer whines could be human cries Closer comes the screaming knife This beautiful creature must die This beautiful creature must die A death for no reason And death for no reason is murder And the flesh you so fancifully fry Is not succulent, tasty or kind Its death for no reason And death for no reason is murder And the calf that you carve with a smile Is murder And the turkey you festively slice Is murder Do you know how animals die ? Kitchen aromas arent very homely Its not comforting, cheery or kind Its sizzling blood and the unholy stench Of murder Its not natural, normal or kind The flesh you so fancifully fry The meat in your mouth As you savour the flavour Of murder No, no, no, its murder No, no, no, its murder Oh ... and who hears when animals cry ? I love this cause he doesn't get overly wordy in his protest, nor political, nor even graffic really. He simply skews our everyday pleasure into something filthy in his eyes. I'm not sure why I love these lyrics so much, but he strikes a chord very much like John Lennon did from time to time---very straight forward language, very precise expression of a viewpoint, wise beyond his years, all paradoxically wrapped up in sort of a childlike and naive veneer. I do like that line "You savour the flavour of murder". Morrissey's a clever bastard. Not sure I'd call this one wise, since men have been eating meat for millions of years. It's a little thing called nature. Animals do it too. But yes, I'd agree he makes his statement in an entertaining way. He's a great lyricist. [Edited 5/3/08 15:12pm] Well, I'll concede NOBODY on this list has yet to pen a lyric that touched me as deeply as "A mind full of good intentions and a mouth full of Raisonettes." | |
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Ace said: Imago said: Vic Chestnut
There's a name I haven't heard in a dog's age. Used to really like a song of his (I think it was called "Where Were You"?). Yes, good lyricist. I'm going to get laughed at for this but Alanis Morrisette's "Supposed former Infatuation Junkie" had all manner of spiritual ponderings that spoke to me and seemed wise way way beyond her years
Never heard that album and she generally really gets on my tits, but I really like "You Learn". Alanis better back the fuck off. I've been trying for the last 4 years to get on, next to, or up against your tits. | |
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Imago said: Ace said: Never heard that album and she generally really gets on my tits, but I really like "You Learn". Alanis better back the fuck off. I've been trying for the last 4 years to get on, next to, or up against your tits. | |
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Ace said: midnightmover said: What's wise about that?
Wouldn't you say that arriving at a place where you're not afraid to speak the truth, in the face of intimidation, is a product of wisdom? And the bits I highlighted sound pretty petulant and childish.
Wouldn't you agree that context is everything? The truth? Madonna herself later admitted that her critics made valid points about the Sex project. It was shallow attention seeking and nothing more. But her wounds at the time were too raw for her to be able to see that. "Human Nature" documents her knee jerk reaction. So you get red herrings like "Would it sound better if I was a man?", and petulant lines like "You're the one with the problem. Deal with it" which is basically the equivalent of a teenager sticking their tongue out. Overall, it's one of her better lyrics, but a long way from being wise, and I repeat, not enough to merit her inclusion in this thread. “The man who never looks into a newspaper is better informed than he who reads them, inasmuch as he who knows nothing is nearer to truth than he whose mind is filled with falsehoods and errors.”
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midnightmover said: So you get red herrings like "Would it sound better if I was a man?"
A very valid question, no? Overall, it's one of her better lyrics, but a long way from being wise, and I repeat, not enough to merit her inclusion in this thread.
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So many come to mind but to name a few standouts
Harry Chapin- probably the best storyteller ever, a person who could keep you interested in a 10minute song John Mellencamp- has only gotten better with time Michael Stipe- he can be dead on with lyrics or he can make you go "what the fuck did he mean" and still you paint your own picture Magne Furuholmen- member of a-Ha has become a force in the bands writing since 2000, and is one of the best songwriters/poets/artists out there today, in the group and solo "We went where our music was appreciated, and that was everywhere but the USA, we knew we had fans, but there is only so much of the world you can play at once" Magne F | |
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Late Great John Lee Hooker Late Great Johnnie Taylor James Taylor | |
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midnightmover said: stevenpottle said: Define wise for me. Don't you have a dictionary? Only joking. In this context I define it as having mature insights into life, and some suggestions as to the best way to live it. I get many things from Morrissey, but I don't get that. I see him more as the poet of frustration and disappointment. If I want someone to tell me what it feels like to be unhappy, I'll go to Morrissey. If I want someone who can actually step outside his own neuroses, and see the bigger picture then I'll go elsewhere. "In this context I define it as having mature insights into life, and some suggestions as to the best way to live it." Morrissey "Hold On To Your Friends" A bond of trust Has been abused Something of value May be lost Give up your job Squander your cash - be rash Just hold on to your friends There are more than enough To fight and oppose Why waste good time Fighting the people you like Who would fall defending your name Don't feel so ashamed To have friends But now you only call me When you're feeling depressed When you feel happy I'm So far from your mind My patience is stretched My loyalty vexed You're losing all of your friends Hold on to your friends Hold on to your friends Resist - or move on Be mad, be rash Smoke and explode Sell all of your clothes Just bear in mind: There just might come a time When you need some friends. "Ammunition" I know these roads Each ridge and narrow bridge Each chevron Enticing me on Each warning sign I take in my stride I don't need more ammunition I've got more than I can spend I don't dwell on things I'm missing I'm just pleased With the things I've found I know these roads An old hand understands Above all, I know what's Expected of me now Veering cliffwards I don't need more ammunition I've got more than I can spend I don't dwell on things I'm missing I'm just pleased With the things I've found With the things I've found With the things I've found I've found I've been crying It comes back on these salient days And it stays And it says: "We've never really been away" I don't need more ammunition I've got more than I can spend I don't think of who I'm missing I've got no space and no time In my life, anymore No space or time In my life, anymore For revenge. "That's How People Grow Up" I was wasting my time Trying to fall in love Disappointment came to me and Booted me and bruised and hurt me That's how people grow up That's how people grow up I was wasting my time Looking for love Someone must look at me and see their sunlit dream I was wasting my time Praying for love For a love that never comes from Someone who does not exist and2 That's how people grow up That's how people grow up Let me live before I die Not me, not I! I was wasting my life Always thinking about myself Someone on the deathbed said "There are other sorrows too" I was driving my car I crashed and broke my spine So yes, there are things worse in life than Never being someone's sweetie That's how people grow up That's how people grow up As for me I'm ok For now anyway. "Do Your Best And Don't Worry" Compare the best of their days With the worst of your days You won't win With your standards so high And your spirits so low At least remember ... This is you on a bad day, you on a pale day Just do your best and don't ... Don't worry, oh The way you hang yourself is oh, so unfair See the best of how they look Against the worst of how you are And again, you won't win With your standards so high And your spirits so low At least remember ... This is you on a drab day, you in a drab dress Just do your best and don't ... Don't worry, oh The way you hang yourself is oh, so unfair. "If I want someone to tell me what it feels like to be unhappy, I'll go to Morrissey. If I want someone who can actually step outside his own neuroses, and see the bigger picture then I'll go elsewhere" I find this a very blinkered view of Morrissey as a lyricist and of 'growing up' or 'viewing the world'. We all work from our own 'neuroses' or experiences first before we venture out and experience life or before we can dish out advice- I find that Morrissey perfectly explains that step from how the self sees the world to actually getting out there and living a life- he says this is what he's experienced and these things can happen- life isn't all rosey and age doesn't mean suddenly everything falls into place, but good can come from your worst experiences and make you stronger- now, for me, that's wise. "There is no such thing in life as normal..." | |
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stevenpottle said: midnightmover said: Don't you have a dictionary? Only joking. In this context I define it as having mature insights into life, and some suggestions as to the best way to live it. I get many things from Morrissey, but I don't get that. I see him more as the poet of frustration and disappointment. If I want someone to tell me what it feels like to be unhappy, I'll go to Morrissey. If I want someone who can actually step outside his own neuroses, and see the bigger picture then I'll go elsewhere. "In this context I define it as having mature insights into life, and some suggestions as to the best way to live it." Morrissey "Hold On To Your Friends" A bond of trust Has been abused Something of value May be lost Give up your job Squander your cash - be rash Just hold on to your friends There are more than enough To fight and oppose Why waste good time Fighting the people you like Who would fall defending your name Don't feel so ashamed To have friends But now you only call me When you're feeling depressed When you feel happy I'm So far from your mind My patience is stretched My loyalty vexed You're losing all of your friends Hold on to your friends Hold on to your friends Resist - or move on Be mad, be rash Smoke and explode Sell all of your clothes Just bear in mind: There just might come a time When you need some friends. "Ammunition" I know these roads Each ridge and narrow bridge Each chevron Enticing me on Each warning sign I take in my stride I don't need more ammunition I've got more than I can spend I don't dwell on things I'm missing I'm just pleased With the things I've found I know these roads An old hand understands Above all, I know what's Expected of me now Veering cliffwards I don't need more ammunition I've got more than I can spend I don't dwell on things I'm missing I'm just pleased With the things I've found With the things I've found With the things I've found I've found I've been crying It comes back on these salient days And it stays And it says: "We've never really been away" I don't need more ammunition I've got more than I can spend I don't think of who I'm missing I've got no space and no time In my life, anymore No space or time In my life, anymore For revenge. "That's How People Grow Up" I was wasting my time Trying to fall in love Disappointment came to me and Booted me and bruised and hurt me That's how people grow up That's how people grow up I was wasting my time Looking for love Someone must look at me and see their sunlit dream I was wasting my time Praying for love For a love that never comes from Someone who does not exist and2 That's how people grow up That's how people grow up Let me live before I die Not me, not I! I was wasting my life Always thinking about myself Someone on the deathbed said "There are other sorrows too" I was driving my car I crashed and broke my spine So yes, there are things worse in life than Never being someone's sweetie That's how people grow up That's how people grow up As for me I'm ok For now anyway. "Do Your Best And Don't Worry" Compare the best of their days With the worst of your days You won't win With your standards so high And your spirits so low At least remember ... This is you on a bad day, you on a pale day Just do your best and don't ... Don't worry, oh The way you hang yourself is oh, so unfair See the best of how they look Against the worst of how you are And again, you won't win With your standards so high And your spirits so low At least remember ... This is you on a drab day, you in a drab dress Just do your best and don't ... Don't worry, oh The way you hang yourself is oh, so unfair. "If I want someone to tell me what it feels like to be unhappy, I'll go to Morrissey. If I want someone who can actually step outside his own neuroses, and see the bigger picture then I'll go elsewhere" I find this a very blinkered view of Morrissey as a lyricist and of 'growing up' or 'viewing the world'. We all work from our own 'neuroses' or experiences first before we venture out and experience life or before we can dish out advice- I find that Morrissey perfectly explains that step from how the self sees the world to actually getting out there and living a life- he says this is what he's experienced and these things can happen- life isn't all rosey and age doesn't mean suddenly everything falls into place, but good can come from your worst experiences and make you stronger- now, for me, that's wise. Hmmmm, to me "That's How People Grow Up" is confirmation of what I was saying. To me he's admitting that his previous attitude, which he documented in song for 20 years, was a little narrow. Sure, he had to get through that self pity in order to arrive at maturity, but it sure took him a long time to do it. HOWEVER, I am glad that he documented all that angst in his songs because it's a valuable thing. Art should record every state of mind, so I don't want it to seem like I'm criticising, because I'm not. He looked at his situation with wit, and made it entertaining. There are many self indulgent writers who have absolutely no clue how to do that. Although I have to say the solution to his problems was under his nose the whole time. All he needed to do was go out there, get the dick he secretly craved and all would have been well. He's happy now because he's finally getting it up the ass, which is what he really wanted all the time. Long may this happy state of affairs continue. [Edited 5/4/08 8:09am] “The man who never looks into a newspaper is better informed than he who reads them, inasmuch as he who knows nothing is nearer to truth than he whose mind is filled with falsehoods and errors.”
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theAudience said: The wryest, slyest and skillfull for my money...
...Steely Dan tA Tribal Disorder http://www.soundclick.com...dID=182431 "I saw a woman with major Hammer pants on the subway a few weeks ago and totally thought of you." - sextonseven | |
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I wouldn't necessarily say "wise" to describe him, but he's definitely very clever...
Jarvis Cocker He really can paint a picture in my mind with what he's saying. I feel like I'm right there in his world. "I saw a woman with major Hammer pants on the subway a few weeks ago and totally thought of you." - sextonseven | |
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midnightmover said: stevenpottle said: "In this context I define it as having mature insights into life, and some suggestions as to the best way to live it." Morrissey "Hold On To Your Friends" A bond of trust Has been abused Something of value May be lost Give up your job Squander your cash - be rash Just hold on to your friends There are more than enough To fight and oppose Why waste good time Fighting the people you like Who would fall defending your name Don't feel so ashamed To have friends But now you only call me When you're feeling depressed When you feel happy I'm So far from your mind My patience is stretched My loyalty vexed You're losing all of your friends Hold on to your friends Hold on to your friends Resist - or move on Be mad, be rash Smoke and explode Sell all of your clothes Just bear in mind: There just might come a time When you need some friends. "Ammunition" I know these roads Each ridge and narrow bridge Each chevron Enticing me on Each warning sign I take in my stride I don't need more ammunition I've got more than I can spend I don't dwell on things I'm missing I'm just pleased With the things I've found I know these roads An old hand understands Above all, I know what's Expected of me now Veering cliffwards I don't need more ammunition I've got more than I can spend I don't dwell on things I'm missing I'm just pleased With the things I've found With the things I've found With the things I've found I've found I've been crying It comes back on these salient days And it stays And it says: "We've never really been away" I don't need more ammunition I've got more than I can spend I don't think of who I'm missing I've got no space and no time In my life, anymore No space or time In my life, anymore For revenge. "That's How People Grow Up" I was wasting my time Trying to fall in love Disappointment came to me and Booted me and bruised and hurt me That's how people grow up That's how people grow up I was wasting my time Looking for love Someone must look at me and see their sunlit dream I was wasting my time Praying for love For a love that never comes from Someone who does not exist and2 That's how people grow up That's how people grow up Let me live before I die Not me, not I! I was wasting my life Always thinking about myself Someone on the deathbed said "There are other sorrows too" I was driving my car I crashed and broke my spine So yes, there are things worse in life than Never being someone's sweetie That's how people grow up That's how people grow up As for me I'm ok For now anyway. "Do Your Best And Don't Worry" Compare the best of their days With the worst of your days You won't win With your standards so high And your spirits so low At least remember ... This is you on a bad day, you on a pale day Just do your best and don't ... Don't worry, oh The way you hang yourself is oh, so unfair See the best of how they look Against the worst of how you are And again, you won't win With your standards so high And your spirits so low At least remember ... This is you on a drab day, you in a drab dress Just do your best and don't ... Don't worry, oh The way you hang yourself is oh, so unfair. "If I want someone to tell me what it feels like to be unhappy, I'll go to Morrissey. If I want someone who can actually step outside his own neuroses, and see the bigger picture then I'll go elsewhere" I find this a very blinkered view of Morrissey as a lyricist and of 'growing up' or 'viewing the world'. We all work from our own 'neuroses' or experiences first before we venture out and experience life or before we can dish out advice- I find that Morrissey perfectly explains that step from how the self sees the world to actually getting out there and living a life- he says this is what he's experienced and these things can happen- life isn't all rosey and age doesn't mean suddenly everything falls into place, but good can come from your worst experiences and make you stronger- now, for me, that's wise. Hmmmm, to me "That's How People Grow Up" is confirmation of what I was saying. To me he's admitting that his previous attitude, which he documented in song for 20 years, was a little narrow. Sure, he had to get through that self pity in order to arrive at maturity, but it sure took him a long time to do it. HOWEVER, I am glad that he documented all that angst in his songs because it's a valuable thing. Art should record every state of mind, so I don't want it to seem like I'm criticising, because I'm not. He looked at his situation with wit, and made it entertaining. There are many self indulgent writers who have absolutely no clue how to do that. Although I have to say the solution to his problems was under his nose the whole time. All he needed to do was go out there, get the dick he secretly craved and all would have been well. He's happy now because he's finally getting it up the ass, which is what he really wanted all the time. Long may this happy state of affairs continue. [Edited 5/4/08 8:09am] Ha,ha,ha- works for me. "There is no such thing in life as normal..." | |
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stevenpottle said: midnightmover said: Hmmmm, to me "That's How People Grow Up" is confirmation of what I was saying. To me he's admitting that his previous attitude, which he documented in song for 20 years, was a little narrow. Sure, he had to get through that self pity in order to arrive at maturity, but it sure took him a long time to do it. HOWEVER, I am glad that he documented all that angst in his songs because it's a valuable thing. Art should record every state of mind, so I don't want it to seem like I'm criticising, because I'm not. He looked at his situation with wit, and made it entertaining. There are many self indulgent writers who have absolutely no clue how to do that. Although I have to say the solution to his problems was under his nose the whole time. All he needed to do was go out there, get the dick he secretly craved and all would have been well. He's happy now because he's finally getting it up the ass, which is what he really wanted all the time. Long may this happy state of affairs continue. [Edited 5/4/08 8:09am] Ha,ha,ha- works for me. “The man who never looks into a newspaper is better informed than he who reads them, inasmuch as he who knows nothing is nearer to truth than he whose mind is filled with falsehoods and errors.”
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The Late Great Curtis Mayfield | |
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Stevie. His messages are simple yet powerful. No need to decipher what he is trying to say like other musicians named here. | |
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Percy Mayfield AKA Poet Of The Blues
Ashford & Simpson Curtis Stevie And last but def not the least... | |
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MsLegs said: Rev. Al Green Oh hell yea! Thats a wrap right there | |
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Stevie Wonder | |
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George Clinton Aka Dr. Funkenstein Yes Orgers, there's wisdom in Funky lyrics, I kid you not. [Edited 5/4/08 23:36pm] | |
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DiamondGlove said: 'Musican with the wisest lyrics' Which artist (or band) do you think write or have the best lyrics. Lyrics that make you think about life, love, sorrow, joy etc... Lyrics that you can learn lessons from. Never trust a big butt and smile That girl is poison- BBD | |
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Christopher said: DiamondGlove said: 'Musican with the wisest lyrics' Which artist (or band) do you think write or have the best lyrics. Lyrics that make you think about life, love, sorrow, joy etc... Lyrics that you can learn lessons from. Never trust a big butt and smile That girl is poison- BBD Yo, Slick, blow.. "Let love be your perfect weapon..." ~~Andy Biersack | |
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Ace said: Anxiety said: david (bowie or byrne, that is) and john (lennon, that is).
I never cared for Bowie as a lyricist, but I love some Byrne stuff. And Lennon's "Watching the Wheels" is one of my fave lyrics ever. if it weren't for david bowie lyrics, i wouldn't have made it past age 17. | |
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MsLegs said: Rev. Al Green End the thread right there! | |
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