# Lyrics... inspiration... who's your macdaddy? **URL:** \ **Category:** Uncategorized\ **Created:** [September 17, 2002, 8:12am UTC](https://forum.kirupa.com/t/lyrics-inspiration-whos-your-macdaddy/5598 "2002-09-17T08:12:25Z")\ **Posts on this page:** 15\ **Page:** 1
**Author:** ![upuaut](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/u/9fc348/32.png) [@upuaut](https://forum.kirupa.com/u/upuaut)\ **Post date:** [September 17, 2002, 8:12am UTC](https://forum.kirupa.com/t/lyrics-inspiration-whos-your-macdaddy/5598/1 "2002-09-17T08:12:25Z")
I thought, considering my (apparent) rudness in the Tupac thread, that it might be interesting to make a music thread. Lines, stanza, or whole songs… poetry, or whatever. Anything that’s inspired you in some way, is welcome here. _This is not a place to poke fun at other’s choices and you wont find me making a single disparaging comment. (I listen to folk music after all, so what they hell do I know about taste?)_ first submission: > I think, I think I am, therefore I am, I think. Of course you are my bright little star, I’ve miles And miles Of files Pretty files of your forefather’s fruit and now to suit our great computer, You’re magnetic ink. I’m more than that, I know I am, at least, I think I must be. There you go man, keep as cool as you can. Face piles And piles Of trials With smiles. It riles them to believe that you perceive the web they weave And keep on thinking free. ---
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> “The Night: Nights In White Satin” Nights in white satin, Never reaching the end, Letters I’ve written, Never meaning to send. Beauty I’d always missed With these eyes before, Just what the truth is I can’t say anymore. 'Cause I love you, Yes, I love you, Oh, how, I love you. Gazing at people, Some hand in hand, Just what I’m going thru They can understand. Some try to tell me Thoughts they cannot defend, Just what you want to be You will be in the end, And I love you, Yes, I love you, Oh, how, I love you. Oh, how, I love you. Nights in white satin, Never reaching the end, Letters I’ve written, Never meaning to send. Beauty I’d always missed With these eyes before, Just what the truth is I can’t say anymore. 'Cause I love you, Yes, I love you, Oh, how, I love you. Oh, how, I love you. 'Cause I love you, Yes, I love you, Oh, how, I love you. Oh, how, I love you. ---
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> “Question” Why do we never get an answer When we’re knocking at the door? With a thousand million questions About hate and death and war. It’s where we stop and look around us There is nothing that we need. In a world of persecution That is burning in it’s greed. Why do we never get an answer When we’re knocking at the door? Because the truth is hard to swallow That’s what the wall of love is for. It’s not the way that you say it When you do those things to me. It’s more the way that you mean it When you tell me what will be. And when you stop and think about it You won’t believe it’s true. That all the love you’ve been giving Has all been meant for you. I’m looking for someone to change my life. I’m looking for a miracle in my life. And if you could see what it’s done to me To lose the the love I knew Could safely lead me through. Between the silence of the mountains And the crashing of the sea There lies a land I once lived in And she’s waiting there for me. But in the grey of the morning My mind becomes confused Between the dead and the sleeping And the road that I must choose. I’m looking for someone to change my life. I’m looking for a miracle in my life. And if you could see what it’s done to me To lose the the love I knew Could safely lead me to The land that I once knew. To learn as we grow old The secrets of our souls. It’s not the way that you say it When you do those things to me. It’s more the way you really mean it When you tell me what will be. Why do we never get an answer When we’re knocking at the door? With a thousand million questions About hate and death and war. It’s where we stop and look around us There is nothing that we need. In a world of persecution That is burning in it’s greed. Why do we never get an answer When we’re knocking at the door? ---
**Author:** ![system](https://canada1.discourse-cdn.com/flex011/uploads/kirupa/original/3X/6/2/621e5c11736f46532526e61be85940af4230f3e5.png) [@system](https://forum.kirupa.com/u/system)\ **Post date:** [September 17, 2002, 8:30am UTC](https://forum.kirupa.com/t/lyrics-inspiration-whos-your-macdaddy/5598/4 "2002-09-17T08:30:18Z")
since I was a child I’ve been a big fan of Billy Joel. This particular song from Billy never got the airing it deserved. Perhaps the song itself was never one of his best, but the message is clear. Don’t drink and drive. I think that people often fail to realize the true genius behind songs like this one. To associate a drunk driver with one of the most notorious and nefarious of our wild west killers is simply an amazingly simple, yet eliquent way of getting a message across. > Ballad of Billy the Kid. From a town known as Wheeling, West Virginia Rode a boy with a six-gun in his hand And his daring life of crime Made him a legend in his time East and west of the Rio Grande Well, he started with a bank in Colorado In the pocket of his vest, a Colt he hid And his age and his size Took the teller by surprise And the word spread of Billy the Kid Well, he never traveled heavy Yes, he always rode alone And he soon put many older guns to shame And he never had a sweetheart And he never had a home But the cowboy and the rancher knew his name Well, he robbed his way from Utah to Oklahoma And the law just could not seem to track him down And it served his legend well For the folks, they’d love to tell 'Bout when Billy the Kid came to town Well, one cold day a posse captured Billy And the judge said, “String 'im up for what he did!” And the cowboys and their kin Like the sea came pourin’ in To watch the hangin’ of Billy the Kid Well, he never traveled heavy Yes, he always rode alone And he soon put many older guns to shame And he never had a sweetheart But he finally found a home Underneath the boothill grave that bears his name From a town known as Oyster Bay, Long Island Rode a boy with a six-pack in his hand And his daring life of crime Made him a legend in his time East and west of the Rio Grande ---
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No one has a song that they really really like?? That’s pretty sad. 🙂 ---
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Too many…loads and loads really… Waiting in vain \> Bob Marley Have I told you lately & Brown Eyed Girl \> Van Morrisson Sweet Fanta Djiallo \> Alpha Blondy Summer of 69 \> Brian Adams Dancing in the Dark \> the boss (Springsteen) The Cross & Doves Cry & many others \> Prince Storm the Embassy \> Stray Cats Just like Heaven & most songs by \> the Cure Every Breath you take & all songs by \> the Police Hotel California \> Eagles …and the beat goes on… ---
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**Tupac Amaru Shakur:** _“Only God Can Judge Me”_ > Perhaps I was blind to the facts, stabbed in the back > I couldn’t trust my own homies just a bunch a dirty rats > Will I, succeed, paranoid from the weed > And hocus pocus try to focus but I can’t see > And in my mind I’ma blind man doin time > Look to my future cause my past, is all behind me > Is it a crime, to fight, for what is mine? > Everybody’s dyin tell me what’s the use of tryin > I’ve been Trapped since birth, cautious, cause I’m cursed > And fantasies of my family, in a hearse > And they say it’s the white man I should fear > But, it’s my own kind doin all the killin here > I can’t lie, ain’t no love for the other side > Jealousy inside, make em wish I died > Oh my Lord, tell me what I’m livin for > Everybody’s droppin got me knockin on heaven’s door > And all my memories, of seein brothers bleed > And everybody grieves, but still nobody sees > Recollect your thoughts don’t get caught up in the mix > Cause the media is full of dirty tricks > Only God can judge me \*\*That which does not kill me can only make me stronger and I don’t see why everybody feel as though that they gotta tell me how to live my life Let me live baby, let me live \*\* **Tupac Amaru Shakur:** _“Dear Mama”_ > You are appreciated When I was young me and my mama had beef Seventeen years old kicked out on the streets Though back at the time, I never thought I’d see her face Ain’t a woman alive that could take my mama’s place Suspended from school; and scared to go home, I was a fool with the big boys, breakin all the rules I shed tears with my baby sister Over the years we was poorer than the other little kids And even though we had different daddy’s, the same drama When things went wrong we’d blame mama I reminice on the stress I caused, it was hell Huggin on my mama from a jail cell And who’d think in elementary? Heeey! I see the penitentiary, one day And runnin from the police, that’s right Mama catch me, put a whoopin to my backside And even as a crack fiend, mama You always was a black queen, mama I finally understand for a woman it ain’t easy tryin to raise a man You always was committed A poor single mother on welfare, tell me how ya did it There’s no way I can pay you back But the plan is to show you that I understand You are appreciated Now ain’t nobody tell us it was fair No love from my daddy cause the coward wasn’t there He passed away and I didn’t cry, cause my anger wouldn’t let me feel for a stranger They say I’m wrong and I’m heartless, but all along I was lookin for a father he was gone I hung around with the Thugs, and even though they sold drugs They showed a young brother love I moved out and started really hangin I needed money of my own so I started slangin I ain’t guilty cause, even though I sell rocks It feels good puttin money in your mailbox I love payin rent when the rent’s due I hope ya got the diamond necklace that I sent to you Cause when I was low you was there for me And never left me alone because you cared for me And I could see you comin home after work late You’re in the kitchen tryin to fix us a hot plate Ya just workin with the scraps you was given And mama made miracles every Thanksgivin But now the road got rough, you’re alone You’re tryin to raise two bad kids on your own And there’s no way I can pay you back But my plan is to show you that I understand You are appreciated Pour out some liquor and I reminsce, cause through the drama I can always depend on my mama And when it seems that I’m hopeless You say the words that can get me back in focus When I was sick as a little kid To keep me happy there’s no limit to the things you did And all my childhood memories Are full of all the sweet things you did for me And even though I act craaazy I gotta thank the Lord that you made me There are no words that can express how I feel You never kept a secret, always stayed real And I appreciate, how you raised me And all the extra love that you gave me I wish I could take the pain away If you can make it through the night there’s a brighter day Everything will be alright if ya hold on It’s a struggle everyday, gotta roll on And there’s no way I can pay you back But my plan is to show you that I understand You are appreciated Just a few of the Pac lyrics from his first few CD’s. ---
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**_Poems by Tupac Amaru Shakur_:** > **In The Event Of My Demise** In the event of my Demise when my heart can beat no more I Hope I Die For A Principle or A Belief that I had Lived 4 I will die Before My Time Because I feel the shadow’s Depth so much I wanted 2 accomplish before I reached my Death I have come 2 grips with the possibility and wiped the last tear from My eyes I Loved All who were Positive In the event of my Demise **I Cry** Sometimes when I’m alone I Cry, Cause I am on my own. The tears I cry are bitter and warm. They flow with life but take no form I Cry because my heart is torn. I find it difficult to carry on. If I had an ear to confiding, I would cry among my treasured friend, but who do you know that stops that long, to help another carry on. The world moves fast and it would rather pass by. Then to stop and see what makes one cry, so painful and sad. And sometimes… I Cry and no one cares about why. **The Rose That Grew From Concrete** Did you hear about the rose that grew from a crack in the concrete? Proving nature’s law is wrong it learned to walk with out having feet. Funny it seems, but by keeping it’s dreams, it learned to breathe fresh air. Long live the rose that grew from concrete when no one else ever cared. **And Tomorrow** Today is filled with anger, fueled with hidden hate. Scared of being outkast, afraid of common fate. Today is build on tragedies which no one want’s to face. Nightmares to humanity and morally disgraced. Tonight is filled with Rage, violence in the air. Children bred with ruthlessness cause no one at home cares. Tonight I lay my head down but the pressure never stops, knowing that my sanity content when I’m droped. But tomorrow I see change, a chance to build a new, build on spirit intent of heart and ideas based on truth. Tomorrow I wake with second wind and strong because of pride. I know I fought with all my heart to keep the dream alive. **Fallen Star** They could never understand what u set out 2 do instead they chose 2 ridicule u when u got weak they loved the sight of your dimming and flickering starlight How could they understand what was so intricate 2 be loved by so many, so intimate they wanted 2 c your lifeless corpse this way u could not alter the course of ignorance that they have set 2 make my people forget what they have done for much 2 long 2 just forget and carry on I had loved u forever because of who u r and now I mourn our fallen star **A young heart with an old soul** How can there be peace? How can I be in the depths of solitude When there are two inside of me? This duo in me causes the perfect opportunity To learn and live twice as fast As those who accept simplicity… ---
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\\Chevelle - Mia\\ Watch me heap up what I’ve sown I’m made of peanuts, not of shells God spares a quality of himself Uniquely designed but we can’t help ourselves So – Why, I made the face that bugs you I won’t design the conversation around you I made the face that bugs you Spyglass scans the fields Hold my hand, feel a chill in here Tired of looking through you I’ve found myself, can you find you WHY- I’ve made the face that bugs you I won’t design the conversation around you I made the face that bugs you I wont design Spyglass scanned the field Hold my hand, I feel a chill in here Tired of looking through you I’ve found myself can you find you Why - I made the face I won’t design * * * That song is about being yourself and how you are who you are and how you should never try to be what other people want you to be. ---
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Those are a couple of really good ones. Some great words spoken there. ---
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Stereophonics Word Gets Around (1997) A Thousand Trees standing at the bus stop with my shopping in my hands when i’m overhearing elder ladies as the rumours start to fly you can hear them in the school yard scrap yard chip shop phone box in the pool hall at the shoe stall every corner turned around it started with a school girl who was running running home to her mam and dad told them she was playing in the change room of her local football side they said tell us again so she told them again they said tell us the truth they found it hard to believe cause he taught our steve he even trained me taught uncle john who’s father of three but it only takes one tree to make a thousand matches only takes one match to burn a thousand trees you see it in the class room in the swimming pool where the matchstick men are made at the scouts hall at the football where the wise we trust are paid they all honour his name he did a lot for the game he got his name knocked up above the sports ground gates but now they are ripping them down stamping the ground picture gathers dust behind the bar in the lounge it takes one tree to make a thousand matches only takes one match to burn a thousand trees wake up and smell the rain shake up he’s back to stay he hasn’t been on a holiday his growing seeds don’t believe why he’s been away in the school yard change room playing fields bathroom phone box office blocks corner turned around they keep doubting the flame tossing the blame got his name knocked up above the sports ground gates but now they’re ripping them down stamping the ground picture gathers dust in the bar in the lounge it takes one tree to make a thousand matches it only takes one match to burn a thousand trees ---
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Stereophonics Performance and Cocktails (1999) She Takes Her Clothes Off she’s got another fantasy she lives in flat number twenty three picked first prize for carnival queen and now she takes her clothes off collects the covers off her magazines she longs to be another teenage dream the problem is she’s turning forty three she still takes her clothes off she got the nick name porta bubble joan they found her dead dead as nails at home and she said i’m gonna be another marilyn bleach my hair and get real thin and everybody’s gonna wanna dance with me she loved to have her little fantasies she longed to be the wife of jimmy dean but jimmys head sits in jimmys knees she loves to take her clothes off police are looking around at twenty three they found her hanging from her swollen feet they saw her dance last in woolworth street she loved to take her clothes off she got the nick name porta bubble joan they found her dead dead as nails at home and she said i’m gonna be another marilyn bleach my hair and get real thin and everybody’s gonna wanna dance with me everybody wants to be the carnival queen everybody wants to be the carnival king or queen we all read the books she takes her clothes off one by one off again ---
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## Bee Gees ![](http://art.half.ebay.com/prod130/716101.jpeg) This Is Where I Came In I’ve seen the story I’ve read it over once or twice I said that you say A little bit of bad advice I’ve been in trouble Happened to me all of my life I’ve lied and you lie And who would get the sharpest knife You know I couldn’t be somebody like that I’m not the kind of man to throw his hat into the ring and Go down without following through The day turns into night Go down following through The day turns into night Ohhh, ohhh, ohhh, This is just where I came in Hope rides on But I’ll go anywhere Yes, I’ll go anywhere with you Time has gone But I’ll go anywhere Yes, I’ll go anywhere with you \*\*This is the danger zone This is where I came in They know not what they do Forgive them all their sins They know they cannot take away What you have given me \*\* Ohhh, ohhh, ohhh, This is just where I came in Fade into color Color into black and white Under the bedclothes Everything will be alright I know that you know Nothing ever stays the same Said so, I said so The love will never speak its name Never gonna find somebody like you Beauty with a brain and a body too I could never make a move on a woman that leads me on She’s got a little bit of something for everyone It’s a little too late and the wolf is on the run Hope rides on But I’ll go anywhere Yes, I’ll go anywhere with you Time has gone But I’ll go anywhere Yes, I’ll go anywhere with you I always told myself I would regret this day That I would fall apart And watch you walk away That you would cry out loud And I would stand aside Ohhh, ohhh, ohhh, This is just where I came in I can’t lie But I’ll go anywhere Yes, I’ll go anywhere with you This is the danger zone This is where I came in They know not what they do Forgive them of their sins They know they cannot take away What you have given me I’ll try to find a few more and put it up =) Cheers! Kirupa :rambo: ---
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mine has no words at all… hunger strike by Estradasphere and i love Squarepusher ---
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Is there room for originals? If so, here we go … _/_/_/_/\_/ She thought herself convincing The world was at her feet She thought her sassy disposition Made her life complete She could beat you in a shoot out If it came to being mean But for all the brains she seems to have She’s tearing at the seams … Natasha’s torn between what to do Her life is etched with attitude She hides the pain inside her heart Sifted, vain and torn apart Her soul keeps reaching for the light But the darkness holds her tight Until she gives this fear away … Natasha’s torn today