Now, that sounds like a challenge! Better than Nostradamus for me are:
Rich Girl ( By Hall and Oates )
“You’re a rich girl, and you’ve gone too far
'Cause you know it don’t matter anyway
You can rely on the old man’s money
You can rely on the old man’s money
It’s a bitch girl but it’s gone too far
'Cause you know it don’t matter anyway
Say money but it won’t get you too far
Get you too far”
Ah yes, this quatrain definitely predicted the coming of Paris Hilton!!
And here we go, I do think modern song writers were/are hundreds of times better than Nostradamus, I predict ( ) Dopers will find more examples.
Only two more years to go, and I think Paul McCartney is going to make it.
Well, he is a granddad too! But, I don’t think those are their names; then again, when Nostradamians claim Nostradamus meant Hitler when he mentioned Hister I guess any name will fit. :rolleyes:
Back when Jesse Jackson’s Rainbow Coalition was in the news, I realized that Paul Simon was a prophet! He wrote, in Simon & Garfunkel’s hit “My Little Town”:
After it rains, there’s a rainbow, and all of its colors are black.
Crazy John, can I come along when you go?
Crazy John, you tell them what they don’t want to know.
They never can hear you, John, they have no desire.
They’re beginning to fear you, John, and the hate’s getting higher.
When you wade in the water, the people can’t see the old reflections.
When you stand in the road, the people can’t read the old directions.
When the people get lost, they start building a cross.
And you never knew how low you’d stoop
To make that call
And you never knew what was on the ground
Till they made you crawl.
So you never knew that the heaven
You keep you stole.
snip
Your holy war, your northern star
Your sermon on the mount from the boot of your car.
snip
*September, streets capsizing
Spilling over down the drains
Shard of glass, splinters like rain
But you could only feel your own pain.
October, talk getting nowhere.
November, December; remember
We just started again. *
It’s about the IRA but still… I report, you decide.
…Sorry to see it died such a quick death, GIGObuster. That’s yet another reason for me to dislike Billy Joel - I’m all but convinced he had a hand in it.
You mentioned Bob Dylan - Neighborhood Bully From Infidels - 1983: Palestinian Antifada prophecy from the Iraeli perspective?
The Mothers Of Invention - Trouble Every Day - From Freak Out 1966: Retelling Watts - Or a prediction about the Rodney King Riots in LA?
The most Nostradamus-like prophecy from the same The Mothers Of Invention album - Help I’m A Rock (sic) - From Freak Out 1966: The accurate prediction about present day Iraq!
Which brings to mind Billy Joel’s Miami 2017 (Seen the Lights Go Out on Broadway) (Should “on” be capitalized in that title?), in the 9/11 context:
I’ve seen the lights go out on Broadway
I watched the mighty skyline fall
Oh, and GIGObuster? I thought of Anna Nicole Smith when I read “Rich Girl” instead of Paris Hilton.
Queensryche’s *Best I Can seems to predict the Christopher Reeve accident, and his subsequent determination to walk again:
Step by step I dream the plan
From my chair to walking man
This constant dream is on my mind
Chase the light I see ahead
Luminate the path I tread
I live to be the best I can…<snip>*
I won’t be caught between
The man in my chair
And the man that’s in my dream
I’m gonna melt the two men into one*
) Dopers will find more examples.
