"To loving tension, no pension
To more than one dimension
To starving for attention
Hating convention, hating pretension
Not to mention of course
Hating dear old mom and dad
To riding your bike,
Midday past the three piece suits
To fruits–To no absolutes
To Absolut-to choice
To The Village Voice
To any passing fad
To being an us for once
Instead of a them…"
Any guesses?
I’d love to contribute . . . if I could ever figure out a damned answer !! The library of lyrics available are greater than “opening lines of books” or “movie lines”. Someone can always pick an impossible lyric. (I know I can think of several no one would know.) Perhaps instead of trying to out do each other we should consider this a game of catch, and attempt to be a bit more well known. Ummmm, or am I just bitchin ?
“A single lifetime, even though entirely devoted to the sky, would not be enough for the investigation of so vast a subject.” - Seneca
I cheated and use a show tune.Anyway, it’s from the show “Rent”. The song is called “La Vie Boheme”.
Here’s an easier one:
“Now you dare to look me in the eye
Crocodile tears are what you cry
A genuine problem you won’t try
To work it out at all, just pass it by,
Pass it by…”
–Gail
“Predictable, really I suppose. It was an act of purest optimism to have posed the question in the first place.” --John Cleese
Make a hole with the gun perpendicular
to the name of this town on a desktop globe.
Exit wound in a foreign nation,
showing the home of the one this was written for.
My apartment looks upside down from there.
Water spirals the wrong way down the sink,
and her voice is a backwords record.
It’s like a whirlpool and it never ends.
This house is like Russia
With eyes cold and gray
“You’ve got me moving in a circle
I dyed my hair red today
I just want a little passion
To hold me in the dark
I know I got some magic barried
Barried deep in my heart”
I know there has to be some other fans of this artist on this board, and I do know of atleast one.
“I celebrate myself, and sing myself, and what I assume you shall assume, for every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.” --Whitman