Good lyrics

So, as some of you might know (if you have me msn or if you've been reading my blog for quite some time...) that I have a bit of a thing for good song lyrics. I find good lyrics make the song...or at least bad lyrics kill the song regardless of how pretty it is musically.

That said, here are some of my recent favorites:

Rufus Wainwright- Cigarettes and Chocolate Milk

Cigarettes and chocolate milk
These are just a couple of my cravings
Everything it seems I like’s a little bit stronger
A little bit thicker, a little bit harmful for me
If I should buy jellybeans
Have to eat them all in just one sitting
Everything it seems I like’s a little bit sweeter
A little bit fatter, a little bit harmful for me
And then there’s those other things
Which for several reasons we won’t mention
Everything about ’em is a little bit stranger, a little bit harder
A little bit deadly
It’s not very smart
Tends to make one part
So brokenhearted
Sitting here remembering me
Always been a shoe made for the city
Go ahead accuse me of just singing about places
With scrappy boys faces have general run of the town
Playing with prodigal sons
Take a lot of sentimental valiums
Can’t expect the world to be your raggedy andy
While running on empty you little old doll with a frown
You got to keep in the game
Retaining mystique while facing forward
I suggest a reading of lesson in tightropes
Or surfing your high hopes or adios kansas
It’s not very smart
Tends to make one part
So brokenhearted
Still there’s not a show on my back
Holes or a friendly intervention
I’m just a little bit heiress, a little bit irish
A little bit tower of pisa
Whenever I see ya
So please be kind if I’m a mess
Cigarettes and chocolate milk



Ani DiFranco- Used to You

I'm still here because
I've got nothing else to do
You're an asshole
But I'm getting used to you
I like the fact that
You talk incessantly
I got a thing for assholes
Who tell good stories
I think that drinking
Is the only thing that you do right
You're gonna self-destruct
I think that's what I like
You like me so you try and make me
Feel like shit
I think it's kind of funny yeah
I kind of enjoy it
If you're gonna do it, overdo it
That's how you know you're alive
Go ahead, take yourself a coma nap
Take a puddle dive
You said, this is my bedroom window
You said, this is my view
You said, lie down here with me
And see the things that I do
Like you were trying to tell me something
About the way you live
Like you would give me something
If you had something to give
And for all your talk
You don't say much that's real
I think I know more than you
About the way that you feel
I understand your anger
And your apathy
I think if I was you,
You're who I'd be
I'm still here
'Cause I got nothing else to do
You're an asshole but
I'm getting used to you
I could love you, yeah
I've entertained the thought
But I could never like you
So I guess I'd better not


Sarah Slean- My Invitation

You are what they call the human season
You are all the alphabet in one
You are every colour of confusion
You are all the silence I've become
Love me for
Stupid reasons
I like those most
Wide-eyed but
Worth believing
God knows
Damn the angry voice that keeps us quiet
The editor whose work is never done
Keeping pretty words between my teeth and
Sweet confessions underneath my tongue
Drowsy contemplation
Do I let you in
This is my invitation
But how do I begin?
She has such an awful lot of soldiers
Quite a lovely army all her own
Night and day they stand before the fortress
Very safe but very all alone