Resonant Lyrics

Foo Fighters

All My Life

All my life I’ve been searching for something

something never comes never leads to nothing

nothing satisfies but I’m getting close

closer to the prize at the end of the rope

all night long I dream of the day

when it comes around and it’s taken away

leaves me with the feeling that I feel the most

feel it come to life when I see your ghost

calm down don’t you resist

you’ve such a delicate wrist

and if I give it a twist

something to hold when I lose my grip

will I find something in there

to give me just what I need

another reason to bleed

one by one hidden up my sleeve

Don’t let it go to waste, I love it but I hate the taste

weight keep pinning me down

will I find a believer

another one who believes

another one to deceive

over and over down on my knees

if I get any closer

and if you open up wide

and if you let me inside

on and on I’ve got nothing to hide

then I’m done done on to the next one

One Step Up

Woke up this mornin’ the house was cold
Checked the furnace she wasn’t burnin’
Went out and hopped in my old Ford
Hit the engine but she ain’t turnin’
Givin’ each other some hard lessons lately
But we ain’t learnin’
We’re the same sad story that’s a fact..

One step up and two steps back

Bird on a wire outside my motel room
But he ain’t singin’
Girl in white outside a church in June
But the church bells they ain’t ringin’
I’m sittin’ here in this bar tonight
But all I’m thinkin’ is
I’m the same old story same old rat..

One step up and two steps back

It’s the same thing night on night
Who’s wrong baby who’s right
Another fight and I slam the door on
Another battle in our dirty little war
When I look at myself I don’t see
The man I wanted to be
Somewhere along the line I slipped off track
I’m caught..

Movin’ one step up and two steps back

There’s a girl across the bar
I get the message she’s sendin’
Mmm she ain’t lookin’ too married
And me well honey I’m pretending
Last night I dreamed I held you in my arms
The music was never-ending
We danced as the evening sky faded to black..

One step up and two steps back

Bruce Springsteen

I was happy in my harbour
When you cut me loose
Floating on an ocean
And confused
Winds are whipping waves up
Like sky scrapers
And the harder they hit me
The less I seem to bruise

And when I
Find the controls
I’ll go where I like
I’ll know where I want to be
But maybe for now
I’ll stay right here
On a silent sea
On a silent sea

I was happy in my harbour
When you cut me loose
Floating on an ocean and confused
And when I find the controls
I’ll go where I like
I’ll know where I want to be
But maybe for now I’ll stay right here

On a silent sea
On a silent sea
Oh, stay right here
On a silent sea
On a silent sea, oh

And when I find the controls
I’ll go where I like
I’ll know where I want to be
Maybe for now I’ll stay right here
On a silent sea

KT tunstall

Reasons to be cheerful…
the wonderful Ian Dury and the Blockheads

Why don’t you get back into bed
Why don’t you get back into bed
Why don’t you get back into bed
Why don’t you get back into bed
Why don’t you get back into bed
Why don’t you get back into bed
Why don’t you get back into bed
Why don’t you get back into bed
Why don’t you get back into bed
Why don’t you get back into bed

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Summer, Buddy Holly, the working folly
Good golly Miss Molly and boats
Hammersmith Palais, the Bolshoi Ballet
Jump back in the alley and nanny goats

18-wheeler Scammels, Domenecker camels
All other mammals plus equal votes
Seeing Piccadilly, Fanny Smith and Willy
Being rather silly, and porridge oats

A bit of grin and bear it, a bit of come and share it
You’re welcome, we can spare it – yellow socks
Too short to be haughty, too nutty to be naughty
Going on 40 – no electric shocks

The juice of the carrot, the smile of the parrot
A little drop of claret – anything that rocks
Elvis and Scotty, days when I ain’t spotty,
Sitting on the potty – curing smallpox

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Health service glasses
Gigolos and brasses
round or skinny bottoms

Take your mum to paris
lighting up the chalice
wee willy harris

Bantu Stephen Biko, listening to Rico
Harpo, Groucho, Chico

Cheddar cheese and pickle, the Vincent motorsickle
Slap and tickle
Woody Allen, Dali, Dimitri and Pasquale
balabalabala and Volare

Something nice to study, phoning up a buddy
Being in my nuddy
Saying hokey-dokey, singalonga Smokey
Coming out of chokey

John Coltrane’s soprano, Adi Celentano
Bonar Colleano

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1 2 3 – i wanna be

Yes yes
dear dear
perhaps next year
or maybe even never

in which case

*sax solo*

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Ok I am on a roll here.. but this one makes me chuckle….

Arctic monkeys (and remember you have to sing it with a Yorkshire accent!)
Mardy Bum

Now then Mardy Bum
I’ve seen your frown
And it’s like looking down the barrel of a gun
And it goes off
And out come all these words
Oh there’s a very pleasant side to you
A side I much prefer

It’s one that laughs and jokes around
Remember cuddles in the kitchen
Yeah, to get things off the ground
And it was up, up and away
Oh, but it’s right hard to remember
That on a day like today when you’re all argumentative
And you’ve got the face on

Well now then Mardy Bum
Oh I’m in trouble again, aren’t I
I thought as much
Cause you turned over there
Pulling that silent disappointment face
The one that I can’t bear

Can’t we laugh and joke around
Remember cuddles in the kitchen
Yeah, to get things off the ground
And it was up, up and away
Oh, but it’s right hard to remember
That on a day like today when you’re all argumentative
And you’ve got the face on

Yeah I’m sorry I was late
But I missed the train
And then the traffic was a state
And I can’t be arsed to carry on in this debate
That reoccurs, oh when you say I don’t care
But of course I do, yeah I clearly do!

So laugh and joke around
Remember cuddles in the kitchen
Yeah, to get things off the ground
And it was up, up and away
Still it’s right hard to remember
That on a day like today when you’re all argumentative
And you’ve got the face on