What's Your Favourite Rhyme in a Lyric?

[Rabbitsmacker]

i like lots of fragemts of lyrics, a bit eclectic in that way...

spent my days with a woman in kind,
smoked my stuff and drank all of my wine.
made up my mind make a new start,
i'm going to california with an aching..in my heart.

someone told me theres a girl out there,
with love in eyes and flowers..in her hair.

took my chances on a big jet plane,
never let 'em tell you that they're all the same.
the sea was red and the sky was grey,
i wondered how tomorrow..could ever follow todayyyy yeah yeah.

and.....

'like shangri-la beneath the summer moon, i will return again...'

and...

'my sister she taught me to roll, my sister she taught me to roll roll roll,
how to roll that log tonight, nobody's fault but mine...

got a monkey on my back, got a monkey on my back back back yeah,

how to roll that log tonight, nobody's fault but minnneee mine' (or any variation of this one from traditional lyrics through to modern interpretations)

 

[wanderingblade]

"He walks down to the ocean
Bends to touch the water, kneels to prey

He writes her name, in the sand
Waves wash it away"

- Sam Baker

 

[Shewie]

I've got a shelf full of books
And most of my teeth
Two pairs of socks
And a door with a lock
I've got food in my belly
and a License for my telly
And nothin's gonna bring me down

Paolo Nutini

 

[armie]

Dearest creature in creation
Studying English pronunciation,
I will teach you in my verse
Sounds like corpse, corps, horse and worse.
(...)

 

[BarryG]

Oh little Flo I love you so,
Especially in your nighty
When the moonlight flits
Accross your t*^$
Oh Jesus Christ almighty

Dudley More

 

[locum76]

This entire song, Bug Powder Dust by bomb the bass:

Check it, yo!
I always hit the tape with the rough road styles
You heard the psychdelic and ya came from miles
Keep my rhymes thick like a Guinness brew
So you could call me black and tan when I'm a wreckin' a crew
I'm like Bill Lee writing when he's in Tangiers
And now I'm on a soul safari with my Beatnik peers
Analog reel and a little distortion
Smokin' on somethin' s'you could say I'm scorchin' (Smokin' on suckers... ?)
I never been the type to brag but beware
I'll make a man burn his draft card like it was Hair
Send ya up the river like you lookin' for Kurtz
I got the mugwump jism up in every verse

I always hit the apple when I'm going to shoot
So you can call me William Tell or Agent Cooper to boot
Mr. Mojo Risin' on the case again
So tell your mother and your sister and your sister's friends
Like an exterminator running low on dust
I'm bug powder itchin' and it can't be trussed
Interzone trippin' and I'm off to Annexia
I gotta get a typewriter that's sexier (...tight bite of dyslexia?)
My name is Justin and that's all that's it
And I'll be spittin' rhymes wicked like it ain't for this ****
Houses of the Holy like Jimmy Page
But the song remains the same so I'm stuck in a rage
Just like Jane when she's going to Spain
I think I'm going away tomorrow, just a fool in the rain
Light up the candles and bless the room
I'm paranoid, snow blind, just a black meat fool

(Refrain 2x)
Bug powder dust an' mugwump jism
And the wild boys runnin' 'round Interzone trippin'
Letter to control about the Big Brother (Led into control?) (Learning to control?) (Lenin to control?)
Try like hard to not blow my cover

Never been a fake and I'm never phony
I got more flavour than the packet in macaroni
Rock drippin' from my every vowel
I've got the soul of the sixties like Ginsberg's Howl
Shootin' mad ball and I'm always jukin'
Take you to the hole and I'm surely hoopin'
Top of the pops like the Lulu's show
I'll take a walk on Abbey Road with my shoes unsoled (..shoes off, so) (...shoes of soul?)
I got a splinter though, damn, you know man it hurt
I got a Vegemite sandwich from Men at Work
I keep minds in line, but time sublimes,
So when you search you find something like a gold mine
A psychadelic meanderings in the poem
I got a patter, patter anyplace that I roam
Waiting for the sun on a Spanish caravan
Solar eclipse and I'm feeling like starin' man

(Refrain 2x)

Who's that man in the windowpane
Got somethin' on his tongue and it's startin' to stain
Sho' nuff equip so wop n'get down
Step up on my ladder and you'll get beat down
Hash bar style so I'm singin' day glow
Wakin' up the dead like Serpent and the Rainbow
Jeff Spicoli roll me another hay
The Fish that Saved Pittsburgh with Dr. J
Shockin' your bottom like a faulty vibrator
Hear me now, but you'll probably get the vibe later
Who knows where the wicked wind blows
Que sera sera just leave it alone
Great Space Coaster toast up the town ?????
Makin' midgets with my man Dr. Shrinker
Pass the hookah, throw down the pillows
Cloth on the ceiling, blow rings that billow
Kick off the shoes and relax your feet
Now roll up your sleeves for this lyrical treat

 

[EdS]

If it's got to rhyme:

I wanna play cricket on the green
Ride my bike across the stream
Cut myself and see my blood
I wanna come home all covered in mud

I'm a Boy -- The Who

 

[ganstey]

If light were dark, and dark were light,
The moon a black hole in the blaze of night,
The Raven's wing, as bright as tin,
Then you, my love, would be darker than sin.
- Jim Steinman

 

[Shambling Shaman]

I hear the sound of rain falling in my ears
Washing away the weariness like tears.
I can feel my troubles running down,
Disappear into the silent sound.
Just walking along,
My clothes are soaked right through to the skin,
I haven't a doubt, that this is what life is all about,
The sun and the rain.


Madness - The Sun And The Rain

 

[Shambling Shaman]

Got sent this,,http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Us-TVg40ExM

http://www.playingforchange.com/episodes

Relay like the idea...

 

[durulz]

And what about...

'Elvis was a hero to most,
but he never meant s**t to me,
you see straight up racist, that sucker was,
- Simple and plain -
(motherf**k him and John Wayne!)'

Public Enemy - 'Fight The Power'