Dylan
Darkness at the break of noon
Eclipses both the sun and moon
The handmade blade the child’s balloon
To understand you know to soon
There is no sense in trying
You can take any verse out of it’s Alright Ma. The entire song is a masterpiece.
Beck - Nicotine and Gravy
I’ll be you chaufeur on a midnight drive
It takes a miracle just to survive
Do you laundry, massage your Soul
Turn you over to highway patrol
Silly and stupid, but clever and even romantic.
The Doors the End
Lost in a Roman wilderness of pain
Just the one line evokes a really strong sense of suffering. I can relate to that.
Porno for Pyros - Pets
Children are innocent
Teenagers are fucked up in the head
Adults are even more fucked up
And elderlies are like children
Simple, but profound.
Jane’s Addiction - Been Caught Stealing
I been caught stealing
Once when I was five
I enjoy stealing
It’s just as simple as that
When I want something and I don’t want to pay for it
I just walk right out the door
Honest and fun.
My preferred stanza on My Back Pages is
Half-wracked prejudice leaped forth
“Rip down all hate,” I screamed
Lies that life is black and white
Spoke from my skull. I dreamed
Romantic facts of musketeers
Foundationed deep, somehow.
Ah, but I was so much older then,
I’m younger than that now.
It makes me think of my idealistic youth and how I thought I knew everything.
Jane’s Addiction - Ain’t no wrong
Ain’t no wrong
Ain’t no right
There’s only pleasure and pain
Helped me to justify my own beliefs on morality
Simon & Garfunkle He Was My Brother
He died so his brothers could be free
Oh God
He died so his brothers could be free
The lines don’t make sens out of context of the song, but withing the context it’s a beautiful way to summarize the story of the song. His brother was killed for being a civil rights activist in the time of Jim Crowe in the south. He died so his brother’s could be free.
Rolling Stones - Sympathy for the Devil
The whole song is another masterpiece, but in particular I like
I rode a tank held a general’s rank
When the Blitzkrieg raged and the bodies stank
I shouted out who killed the Kennedys
When after all it was you and me
and
Your kings and queens fought for ten decades for the god they made.
Another commentary on morality, I believe. The conclusion being we are the creators of right and wrong.
Greed Day Jesus Of Suburbia
To fall in love and fall in debt
To alcohol and cigarettes
And Mary Jane (marijuana) to keep me insane
And doing someone elses cocaine
Sums up the values of my high school years: Alcohol, cigarettes, and Mary Jane.