five things challenge – Day 16: Five Favorite Song Lyrics

Man, this is a hard one because I love the music and have committed way too many lyrics to memory. 


1. from "Cigarettes and Chocolate Milk" by Rufus Wainwright: "I'm just a little bit heiress, a little bit Irish/
a little bit tower of Pisa whenever I see you/so please be kind if I'm a mess"

2. from "Goodnight Elizabeth" by Counting Crows: "we couldn't all be cowboys/some of us are clowns/and some of us are dancers on the midway/we roam from town to town/I hope that everybody can find a little flame me, I say my prayers/then i just light myself on fire/and I walk out on the wire once again"

3. out of all The Beatles songs, this one gets stuck in my head ALL THE TIME, so let's have "She Came in Though the Bathroom Window" – "And so I quit the police department/And got myself a steady job/And though she tried her best to help me/She could steal but she could not rob." It also has the perfect McCartney "oooo–" and an "oh yeah" at the end. Love that. What? You need a refresher? Well, ok.


4. from "Pretty in Pink" by The Psychedelic Furs: "She doesn't have anything you want to steal/Well, nothing you can touch"

5. every word of "You Are the Everything" by REM. Perfect song.

Sometimes I feel like I can't even sing (say, say, the light) 
I'm very scared for this world 
I'm very scared for me 
Eviscerate your memory 
Here's a scene 
You're in the back seat laying down 
The windows wrap around 
To sound of the travel and the engine 
All you hear is time stand still in travel 
and feel such peace and absolute 
The stillness still that doesn't end 
But slowly drifts into sleep 
The stars are the greatest thing you've ever seen 
And they're there for you 
For you alone you are the everything 

I think about this world a lot and I cry 
And I've seen the films and the eyes 
But I'm in this kitchen 
Everything is beautiful 
And she is so beautiful 
She is so young and old 
I look at her and I see the beauty 
Of the light of music 
The voices talking somewhere in the house 
Late spring and you're drifting off to sleep 
With your teeth in your mouth 
You are here with me 
You are here with me 
You have been here and you are everything 

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