Oh die Lyrik! Der Songtexte-Appreciation-Thread

[Taksim]

Für mich lyrisch eines der stärksten Alben überhaupt (und musikalisch sowieso großartig) ist I'm Wide Awake, It's Morning.
Da hat jeder Song mindestens eine Zeile, die man sich sofort auf den Unterarm stechen lassen will.
Eine kleine Auswahl:

We Are Nowhere and Its Now:

And if you swear that there's no truth and who cares
How come you say it like you're right?

Lua:

Well we might die from medication
but we sure killed all the pain

First Day of My Life:

Yours was the first face that I saw
I think I was blind before I met you

Another Travelling Song:

I'm not surprised
But I never feel quite prepared

Road to Joy:

The Sun came up with no conclusions

So when you're asked to fight a war that's over nothing
It's best to join the side that's gonna win
And no one's sure how all of this got started
But we're gonna make them goddam certain how its gonna end

[Declan_de_Barra]

Selbstverständlich ein tolles Album.

[Wishkah]

Die beste Stelle des Albums fehlt aber noch:

Poison Oak

And I never thought this life was possible
You're the yellow bird that I've been waiting for

The end of paralysis
I was a statuette
Now I'm drunk as hell on a piano bench
And when I press the keys
It all gets reversed
The sound of loneliness makes me happier

Vor allem der Teil ab der Piano-Zeile.

[Quadrophobia]

Wunderbares Album.

On the way home I held your camera like a bible
Wishing so bad that it held some kind of truth
And I stood nervous next to you in the dark room
You drop the paper in the water
And it all begins to bloom

I got no plans and too much time
I feel too restless to unwind
I'm always lost in thought
As I walk the block
To my favorite neon sign
Where the waitress looks concerned
But she never says a word
Just turns the jukebox on
And we hum along
And I smile back at her
And my friend comes after work
When the features start to blur
She says, these bars are filled
Of things that kill
By now you probably should have learned

[karmapolice91]

Für mich enthält New York von Tomte immer noch eine der besten deutschen Textzeilen.

Wie die Straßen mäandern,
wie die Städte zerfallen,
wie meine Hoffnung sich erhebt
in diesen heiligen Hallen.
Wir heben einen Finger, um zu sehen,
aus welcher Richtung der Wind weht.

Und der Wind steht gut,
denn es ist nicht zu spät.
Ich habe ein Gespür entwickelt,
wie gut es mir geht.
Oh, ein Kuss auf die Stirn
und danke für die Stunden.
Man fühlt sich, als habe man
die Liebe erfunden.
Ich will Dich treffen,
wo es am schönsten war,
ich will Dich treffen
in zehntausend Jahren
am Reservoir.

Klassiker.

[Ruby]

'Cause the modern world is a sight to see
It's a stimulant, it's pornography
It takes all my will not to turn it off

On a slow day the rain against the windowpane of the cafe
She spills the coffee grounds
And the same thought hits her like cinder block
Life's an odd job that she don't got the nerve to quit

I don't want to eat or get out of bed
Try to recall what the therapist said
Ego and Id, the Essential Self
You are who you are and you are someone else

Closing my eyes, counting sheep
Gun in my mouth, trying to sleep
Everything ends, everything has to
Get-well balloon, going insane
Weight of the world, papier-mâché
Gone with the wind, out into nothing

Every morning's a desert
Every night is a flood
They say a party can kill you
Well sometimes I wish it would

Yeah, I met Lou Reed and Patti Smith
It didn't make me feel different
I guess I lost all my innocence
Way too long ago

Sein neues Album hat es echt ins sich.

[tobiwan]

King Park von La Dispute geht mir jedes mal so nahe, vor allem da es ja eine wahre Begebenheit beschreibt.

Das Ende jedes Mal

“Can I still get into heaven if I kill myself?
Can I still get into heaven if I kill myself?
Can I ever be forgiven cause I killed that kid?
It was an accident I swear it wasn't meant for him!
And if I turn it on me, if I even it out, can I still get in or will they send me to hell?
Can I still get into heaven if I kill myself?”
I left the hotel behind, don't want to know how it ends.

[Baltimore]

Near a sea of pianos
There were waves of chords
That crashed against the shore
In one huge and useless roar
And there were girls bringing water
Like a dream they came
To cure the fever of my brain
And soothe my burning throat
And they made me a necklace
Hanging beads of sweat
On a string of my regrets
And placed it around my neck
And they were singing
"Don't you do what you've wanted to
Yeah, don't destroy yourself
Like those cowards do
And maybe the sun keeps coming up
Because it has gotten used to you
And your constant need for proof

Wenn gar nichts mehr geht, schafft der Text es immer wieder mir doch ein klitzekleine wenig Hoffnung zu geben.

Mein Lieblings-Song von Conor und vielleicht einer meiner Top25-Songs überhaupt.

[Norakete]

Habe es 2013 schon massiv gefeiert und tue es jetzt immer noch (obviously):

Against Me! - Transgender Dysphoria Blues

Your tells are so obvious
Shoulders too broad for a girl
Keeps you reminded
Helps you to remember where you come from

You want them to notice the ragged ends of your summer dress
You want them to see you like they see every other girl
They just see a faggot
They hold their breath not to catch the sick

...

You've got no cunt in your strut
You've got no hips to shake
And you know it's obvious
But we can't choose how we're made

[Ruby]

Hitler und die Nazis, das ist nur ein Vogelschiss
Hat der Gau hat der Gau hat der Gauland gesagt
Früher waren das ein paar Verrückte, die waren besoffen oder dement
Die saßen in der Bahnhofsmission, heute sitzen die im Parlament

Auf den Punkt.
Rainald Grebe - Meganice Zeit