Best Song Lyric NOT about Love.

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Just that - most songs are about love, so what is the best line you know which is about something else?

Every year is getting shorter, never seem to find the time
Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines
Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way

Pink Floyd - 'Time'. The whole song is brilliant, so it is hard to pick the best lines.

The Mississippi delta was shining like a national guitar - Paul Simon

The Beatles - A Day in the Life:

I read the news today, oh boy
About a lucky man who made the grade
And though the news was rather sad
Well, I just had to laugh
I saw the photograph
He blew his mind out in a car
He didn't notice that the lights had changed
A crowd of people stood and stared
They'd seen his face before
Nobody was really sure if he was from the House of Lords

You walk around the house wearing my light blue Lacoste and your knee socks

Arctic Monkeys

Saw Doctors: Will it ever stop raining?

I got sunglasses
And I got the shorts
I got factor 50
And a t-shirt of course
I've been shopping in penney's
I've walked out to dunne's
I'm all set for the summer
All set for the sun

Oh god will it ever stop raining?
Oh god, will it ever stop raining?

Booked into a hostel
In the town of kilkee
We looked out the window
At the mist on the sea
We hit ballybunion
A nice howd'you do
Chocolate and bingo
And a dose of the flu

Oh god.......

Kiss me I'm Irish
We got barred from the pub
She stole all my money
I thought it was love
And then the wind blew my ice-cream
onto the sand
I backed an oul' greyhound
He stopped in front of the stand

Oh god........

It was two ton Ted from Teddington
And he drove the baker's van

I would argue that one is about love! Rivals for the love of a lady known as Sue.

Careful Of Your Keepers - This is the kit
Careful of your keepers
Mindful of your healers
And the wooden structures
Creaking of the rafters

Never an arriving
Only just, only just surviving
Head above the water
Swimming ever after
Creaking of the rafters
Floating wooden structures
Make ready for the rupture
Sheets across were shrieking
The tree ate up the railings

Semolina pilchard climbing up the Eiffel Tower

Sultans of Swing by Dire Straits

You check out Guitar George, he knows all the chords
Mind, he's strictly rhythm, he doesn't want to make it cry or sing
Yes and an old guitar is all he can afford
When he gets up under the lights to play his thing

And Harry doesn't mind if he doesn't make the scene
He's got a daytime job, he's doing alright

He can play the honky-tonk like anything
Saving it up for Friday night

With the Sultans
With the Sultans of Swing

I just love the rhythm, the layers of instruments, the amazing guitar riffs; the lyrics paint a picture that you can completely relate to.

One of my all time favorite songs!

@BestIsWest usernother
It was two ton Ted from Teddington
And he drove the baker's van

I would argue that one is about love! Rivals for the love of a lady known as Sue.

Oh yes, I'd forgotten all about Sue.

"And the piano, it sounds like a carnival
And the microphone smells like a beer
And they sit at the bar and put bread in my jar
And say man what are you doin' here?"

This.

Whole of the moon by the Waterboys

Smokes himself into double vision
Leaves his mind on an indecision
Thinks he created imagination
Claims that God is some relation.

Squeeze - In Quintessence

I carry my girl through the mean city streets
I change my mind with every week
I don't stand for the Queen
And I ask what those traditions mean

I’ve been labeled as an angry young man
Because I don’t fit into the master plan
Under society’s microscope
I look funny but it’s no joke

I’m a social end product so don’t blame me
I’m a social end product of society
It’s not my fault that I don’t belong
It’s the world around me that’s gone all wrong

How did you expect me to turn out?
Did you want me just a little boy scout?
Before you start to criticize me
Take a look and you will see
See see see

I’m a social end product so don’t blame me
I’m a social end product of society
It’s not my fault that I don’t belong
It’s the world around me that’s gone all wrong

Social End Product by The Bluestars

I'm gonna buy me a house up in the hills,
With a tear-shaped pool and a gun that kills,
Cause they say there's a cougar that roams these parts,
With a terrible engine of wrath for a heart,
That she is white and rare and full of all kinds of harm,
But at night lies trembling in my arms.

Hollywood by Nick Cave.

I like Insomnia
"And on the count of three I pull back the duvet,
Make my way to the refrigerator,
One dry potato inside, no lie
Not even bread, jam,
When the light above my head went bam!
I can't sleep, something's all over me,
Greasy, insomnia please release me,
And let me dream about making mad love on the heath,
Tearing off tights with my teeth.
But there's no relief,
I'm wide awake in my kitchen,
It's dark and I'm lonely,
Oh, if I could only get some sleep,
Creaky noises make my skin creep,
I need to get some sleep,
I can't get no sleep...."

"a pessimist is never disappointed" - Theaudience

Or Lauryn Hill, Doo Wop

Girlfriend, let me break it down for you again
You know I only say it 'cause I'm truly genuine
Don't be a hard rock when you really are a gem
Baby girl (girl), respect is just a minimum (minimum)
N- and you still defending 'em (defending 'em)
Now, Lauryn is only human (human)
Don't think I haven't been through the same predicament (I been in)
Let it sit inside your head like a million women in Philly, Penn
It's silly when girls sell their souls because it's in
Look at where you be in, hair weaves like Europeans
Fake nails done by Koreans, come again

Twisting my melon man

I pictured a rainbow
You held it in your hands
I had flashes
But you saw the plan
I wandered out in the world for years
While you just stayed in your room
I saw the crescent
You saw the whole of the moon

best song in the whole world 🌍

Everybody's talkin' at me
I don't hear a word they're sayin'
Only the echoes of my mind

People stoppin', starin'
I can't see their faces
Only the shadows of their eyes

I'm goin' where the sun keeps shinin'
Through the pourin' rain
Goin' where the weather suits my clothes

Bankin' off of the northeast winds
Sailin' on summer breeze
And skippin' over the ocean like a stone

I'm goin' where the sun keeps shinin'
Through the pourin' rain
Goin' where the weather suits my clothes

Bankin' off of the northeast winds
Sailin' on summer breeze
And skippin' over the ocean like a stone

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If only I could have a puppy
I'd call myself so very lucky
Just to have some company
To share a cup of tea with me

I'd take my puppy everywhere
La-la, la-la, I wouldn't care
But we would stay away from crowds
With signs that said "No dogs allowed"
Oh, weee
I know he'd never bite me

If only I could have a friend
Who'd stick with me until the end
And walk along beside the sea
Share a bit of moon with me

I'd take my friend most everywhere
La-la, la-la, I wouldn't care
But we would stay away from crowds
With signs that said "No friends allowed"
Oh, weee

We'd be so happy to be together

But dreams are nothin' more than wishes
And a wish is just a dream you wish to come true

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Driving home for Christmas
With a thousand memories
I take a look at the driver next to me
He's just the same
Just the same

Top to toe in tailbacks
Oh, I got red lights all around
I'm driving home for Christmas, yeah
Get my feet on holy ground

Mention of Pocahontas above reminded me of my favourite Neil Young song, a lot grimmer mind.

Aurora borealis
The icy sky at night
Paddles cut the water
In a long and hurried flight
From the white man
to the fields of green
And the homeland
we've never seen.

They killed us in our tepee
And they cut our women down
They might have left some babies
Cryin' on the ground
But the firesticks
and the wagons come
And the night falls
on the setting sun.

They massacred the buffalo
Kitty corner from the bank
The taxis run across my feet
And my eyes have turned to blanks
In my little box
at the top of the stairs
With my Indian rug
and a pipe to share.

I wish I was a trapper
I would give thousand pelts
To sleep with Pocahontas
And find out how she felt
In the mornin'
on the fields of green
In the homeland
we've never seen.

And maybe Marlon Brando
Will be there by the fire
We'll sit and talk of Hollywood
And the good things there for hire
And the Astrodome
and the first tepee
Marlon Brando, Pocahontas and me
Marlon Brando, Pocahontas and me
Pocahontas.

I agree with you. Whenever I hear it I think it's a stroke of genius.

‘and the darkest hour is just before dawn’ sung by the Shirelles (1959) / Mamas and Papas(1967.)

(Not for this thread, though, as it’s from ‘Dedicated to the One I Love’)

DD introduced me to Olivia Rodrigo. I like Ballad of a Homeschooled Girl.

I'm on the outside of the greatest inside joke
And I hate all my clothes
Feels like my skin doesn't fit right over my bones
So, I guess I should go
The party's done, and I'm no fun, I know, I know, I know, I know

I broke a glass, I tripped and fell
I told secrets I shouldn't tell
I stumbled over all my words
I made it weird, I made it worse

Gives me flashbacks to 30 years of awkward socal engagements!