It began when they come took me from my home
And put me in Dead Row,
Of which I am nearly wholly innocent, you know.
And I’ll say it again
I… am… not… afraid… to… die.
One of these days I’m going to cut you into little pieces
Good one. When I was a teenager listening to this song I could never quite interpret the whole sentence, god bless the internet.
Probably too obvious, butt…
“Oh–my–god Becky. Look at her butt. It is so big, she looks like one of those rap guys’ girlfriends.”
Thanks snowboarder_bo, I didn’t know either of those and had a good laugh.
I also remembered that Chris Rock parodied sunscreen With “No sex in the champagne room”
I knew we met each other this morning for a reason
Thinking, talking, we’ve worked out our problems
Looked like we should have better days in front
Just because we took our time to think and talk
For a much better understanding
The outro of Patty Smith’s “Dancing Barefoot.”
(I refuse to provide a link because I absolutely despise the grossly oversized images they insert.)
If by “they” you mean Discourse (with its OneBox feature), it only does that if you put the link on a line by itself.
The intro to “Listen to what the Man Said”
And the last line of “Pillow Talk”. What do you figure she’s saying OMG about? 
“Stepping Razor” by Peter Tosh has a spoken word bit during the guitar solo around the four minute mark. No idea what he’s saying though…
I enjoy Robbie Robertson’s “Somewhere Down The Crazy River.” The words aren’t that important; I just love the vibe/delivery.
The killer awoke before dawn, he put his boots on. Doors “The End”
The intro on the album version of Undone - the Sweater Song:
Sounds like two stoner/slacker college students back at school at the end of summer break - chatting before a concert.
I never said I was frightened of dying.
No one particular favourite, really, hence this crapload:
The periodic ramblings in Frank Zappa’s “Suzie Creamcheese” and “It Can’t Happen Here”.
“If you don’t eat your meat, you can’t have any pudding!”
David Grubbs’ freestyle intro to Bastro’s I Come From a Long Line of Shipbuilders
(quiet, so crank’er)
Buncha fun shorties off Black Flag’s Damaged lp:
“What do they know about partying, or anything else?”
“See what you can find in your mom’s liquor cabinet.”
“My name’s Henry…You’re with me now.”
The Scorcese flick After Hours brought to mind Peggy Lee’s Is That All There Is? (perfect soundtrack for that eventually macabre scene)
And very apropros for these times: the kid at the end of The Nice’s awesome cover of Bernstein’s America:
“America is pregnant with promise and anticipation but is murdered by the hand of the inevitable."
(the kid, btw, was the 4 y.o. son of PP Arnold, who often shared gig bills with the band when they first started out)
I’m seriously considering leaving home (Nomeansno)
oh how let down I’ll be if the following can’t be identified (and yeah - probably my favourite):
“You know I’m born to lose,
and gambling’s for fools.
But that’s the way I like it baby
I don’t wanna live for ever”
Missed edit window - technically, it’s only the last two lines that Lemme’s speaking.
This.
My least favorite is the closing poem in the Moody Blues’ otherwise rather nice album* “Days of Future Passed”: “…senior citizens wish they were young…”. Senior citizens? Couldn’t you think of a more poetic, less blandly clinical way to say “old people”?
(*Though, as the late great critic Lilian Roxon noted, it is “pretentious and overbloated”.)
Magnus Pyke’s contributions to Thomas Dolby’s “She Blinded Me With Science”