Some of the greatest political rights activists, leaders, and poets have been musicians. Creating the lyrics to a song is important, but the musical production and instrumental
influences contribute to the overall result as well. A truly great and inventive musician writes and performs their
own songs.I have compiled a list of 10 great musical lyrics with videos.
Oasis - Wonderwall
Today is gonna be the day That they're gonna throw it back to you By now you should've somehow Realized what you gotta do I don't believe that anybody Feels the
way I do about you now.
Backbeat the word was on the street That the fire in your heart is out I'm
sure you've heard it all before But you never really had a doubt I don't believe that anybody feels The way I do about you now.
And all the roads we have to walk are winding And all the lights that lead
us there are blinding There are many things that I would Like to say to you but I don't know how.
Because maybe You're gonna be the one that saves me And after all You're my wonderwall.
Today was gonna be the day? But they'll never throw it back to you By now you should've somehow Realized what you're not to do I don't believe that anybody Feels the way I do About you now
And all the roads we have to walk are winding And all the lights that lead us there are blinding There are many
things that I would like to say to you But I don't know how
I said maybe You're gonna be the
one that saves me? And after all You're my wonderwall
I said maybe (I said maybe) You're
gonna be the one that saves me? And after all You're my wonderwall
I said maybe (I said maybe) You're gonna be the one that saves me (saves me) You're gonna be the one that saves me (saves me) You're
gonna be the one that saves me (saves me)
9. Atmosphere - The Woman with
the Tattooed Hands
I used to know this woman who had
the most beautiful tattoos on the top sides of both of her hands She was forty-three years old and as far as I know had never yet been with a man.
not that she wasn't attractive; she was beautiful, but it was the way that she interacted She was aggressively
passive to the point where she would've intimidated any mitt that ever tried to catch it on the right hand she
had a tattoo of a nude girl she claimed it is what God resembled but on the left she had a mirrored image of the
same female and this one she explained looked like the devil.
I remember once watching her touch her own breasts how the tattoos smiled as they
stared down her stomach as if anticipating when they'd be allowed to caress the sweet flower that they both
seemed to hunger (sweet flower) Now maybe I was high but it felt so right heaven and hell both take to this woman's
womb It didn't make sense how she could commence touching herself with me wide awake in the same room but
I've learned anything in my years (my years) I learned I no longer believe in surprise (in surprise) but what
happened next damn near stole my tears the tattoos came alive right in front of my eyes they both slowly stood up
and climbed off her hands and showed me why she never took some time with a man they climbed deep inside of this
woman's garden she closed her eyes and she gently bit her bottom lip.
I stepped I left and I don't regret leaving and I'll never forget all the things I saw that evening a glimpse of religion a piece of coming closer to
understanding more about what intrigues me most I didn't get turned on I just got turned I wasn't as aroused
as I was concerned for each one of em I've hurt and every time I've been burned I've got a lot
to teach but even more to learn so now I keep my eyes open hoping to take in all I can about women taking in all
she can And for as long as I breathe I'll save seat in my memory for that woman with the tattooed hands.
There's good and evil in each individual fire Identifies needs and feeds our desire As long as we keep our spirit inspired She can bite her bottom lip all she
Bruce Springsteen - The River
I come from down in the valley where mister when you're young They bring you
up to do it like your daddy done Me and Mary we met in high school when she was just seventeen We'd ride
out of this valley down to where the fields were green.
We'd go down to the river And into the river we'd
dive Oh down to the river we'd ride.
Then I got Mary pregnant and man that was all she wrote And
for my nineteenth birthday I got a union card and a wedding coat
We went down to the courthouse and the judge put it all to rest No wedding
day smiles no walk down the aisle No flowers no wedding dress.
That night we went down to the river And
into the river we'd dive Oh down to the river we did ride.
I got a job working construction for the Johnstown Company But lately there ain't been much work on account of the economy Now all them things
that seemed so important Well mister they vanished right into the air Now I just act like I don't remember Mary acts like she don't care.
But I remember us riding in my brother's car Her body tan and wet
down at the reservoir At night on them banks I'd lie awake And pull her close just to feel each breath she'd
take Now those memories come back to haunt me they haunt me like a curse
Is a dream a lie if it don't
come true Or is it something worse that sends me down to the river though I know the river is dry That
sends me down to the river tonight Down to the river my baby and I.
7. Simon & Garfunkel
- The Boxer
I am just a poor boy, though
my story is seldom told I have squandered my resistance For a pocketful of mumbles, such are promises All lies
and jest Still a man hears what he wants to hear
and disregards the rest.
When I left my home and my family
I was no more than a boy In the company of strangers, In the quiet of the
railway station, runnin' scared Laying low, seeking out the poorer quarters, Where the ragged people go Lookin'
for the places, only they would know.
Asking only workman's wages I come lookin'
for a job, But I get no offers, Just a come-on from the whores on Seventh Avenue. I do declare there were times
when I was so lonesome, I took some comfort there. La, la, la, la, la, la, la.
Now the years are rolling
by me They are rockin even me I am older than I once was And younger than I'll be Thats not unusual,
no it isn't strange After changes upon changes We are more or less the same After changes we are more
or less the same
Lie La Lie...
And I’m laying out my winter clothes,
and wishing I was gone, going home Where the New York City winters aren’t
leadin’ me going home.
In the clearing stands a boxer and a fighter by his trade, And he carries the
reminders of every glove that laid him down, Or cut him 'til he cried out in his anger and his shame, "I
am leaving, I am leaving." But the fighter still remains.
Lie La Lie....
Jewel - Foolish Games
You took your coat off and stood in the rain, You were always crazy like that I
watched from my window, always felt I was outside looking in on you You were always the mysterious one with
dark eyes and careless hair,
You were fashionably sensitive, but too cool to care Then you stood in my doorway, with nothing
to say besides some comment on the weather Well in case you failed to notice, In case you failed to see, This is my heart bleeding before you, This is me down on my knees
These foolish games are tearing me apart You thoughtless words are breaking my heart You're breaking my heart
You were always brilliant in the
morning Smoking your cigarettes, talking over coffee You philosophies on art, Baroque moved you, You loved
Mozart and you'd speak of your loved ones As I clumsily strummed my guitar
Excuse me, think I've mistaken you for somebody
else Somebody who gave a damn, Somebody more like myself.
These foolish games are tearing me apart You thoughtless words are breaking my heart You're breaking
You took your coat off Stood in the rain You're always crazy like that.
5. Tupac - Changes
Come on come on I see no changes wake up in the morning and I ask myself is life worth living should I blast myself? I'm
tired of bein' poor & even worse I'm black my stomach hurts so I'm lookin' for a purse to snatch.
Cops give a damn about a negro pull the trigger kill a nigga he's a hero Give
the crack to the kids who the hell cares one less hungry mouth on the welfare First ship them dope & let 'em
deal the brothers give them guns step back watch 'em kill each other
to fight back that's what Huey said 2 shots in the dark now Huey's dead I got love for my brother but
we can never go nowhere unless we share with each other.
We gotta start makin' changes learn to see
me as a brother instead of 2 distant strangers and that's how it's supposed to be How can the Devil take
a brother if he's close to me? I'd love to go back to when we played as kids but things changed, and that's
the way it is.
I see no changes all I see is racist faces misplaced hate makes disgrace to races We
under I wonder what it takes to make this one better place, let's erase the wasted.
the evil out the people they'll be acting right 'cause both black and white is smokin' crack tonight and only time we chill is when we kill each other it takes skill to be real, time to heal each other.
And although it seems heaven sent We ain't ready, to see a black President, It ain't a secret don't conceal the fact the penitentiary's packed, and it's filled with blacks But some things will never change try to show another way but you stayin' in the dope game.
Now tell me what's a mother to do being real don't appeal to the brother in you You gotta operate
the easy way "I made a G today" But you made it in a sleazy way selling crack to the kid. "I gotta
get paid," Well hey, well that's the way it is.
It's time for us as a people to start making
some changes Let's change the way we eat, let's change the way we live and let's change the way we
treat each other You see the old way wasn't working so it's on us to do what we gotta do, to survive.
And still I see no changes can't a brother get a little peace It's war on the streets & the
war in the Middle East Instead of war on poverty they got a war on drugs so the police can bother me And
I ain't never did a crime I ain't have to do But now I'm back with the blacks givin' it back to you
Don't let 'em jack you up, back you up, crack you up and pimp slap you up You gotta learn to hold your own they get jealous when they
see you with your mobile phone But tell the cops they can't touch this I don't trust this when they try
to rush I bust this.
the sound of my tool you say it ain't cool my mama didn't raise no fool And as long as I stay black I
gotta stay strapped & I never get to lay back 'Cause I always got to worry 'bout the pay backs some buck that I roughed up way back comin' back after all these years rat-a-tat-tat-tat-tat that's
the way it is.
4. Bob Dylan - Blowin’
in the Wind
How many roads must a man walk down
Before you call him a man?
How many seas must a white dove
Before she sleeps
in the sand?
how many times must the cannon balls fly
Before they’re forever banned?
The answer, my friend, is blowin’ in the wind
The answer is blowin’ in the wind.
How many years can a mountain exist
Before it is washed to the sea?
How many years can some people exist
Before they’re allowed to be free?
Yes and how many times can a man turn his head
And pretend that he just doesn’t see?
The answer, my friend, is blowin’ in the wind
The answer is blowin’ in the
How many times must a man look up
Before he can reach the sky?
Yes and how many ears must one man
Before he can
hear people cry?
and how many deaths will it take till he knows
That too many people have died?
The answer, my friend, is blowin in the wind
The answer is blowin’ in the wind.
3. Radiohead - Fake Plastic
plastic watering can For her fake Chinese rubber plant In the fake plastic earth. That she bought from a rubber
man In a town full of rubber plans To get rid of itself. It wears her out, it wears her out It wears her
out, it wears her out.
She lives with a broken man A cracked polystyrene man Who just crumbles and burns. He used to do surgery For girls in the eighties But gravity always wins. And it wears him out, it wears him
out. It wears him out, it wears . . .
She looks like the real thing She tastes like the real thing My fake plastic love. But I can't help the feeling I could blow through the ceiling If I just turn and
run. And it wears me out, it wears me out.
And if I could be who you wanted If I could be who you wanted All the time, all the time Oh, oh.
2. Billy Joel - Piano Man
It's nine o'clock on a Saturday The regular crowd shuffles in There's
an old man sitting next to me Makin' love to his tonic and gin.
He says, "Son, can you play me a
memory I'm not really sure how it goes But it's sad and it's sweet and I knew it complete When
I wore a younger man's clothes."
la la la, di da da La la, di di da da dum
Sing us a song,
you're the piano man Sing us a song tonight Well, we're all in the mood for a melody And you've
got us all feelin' all right.
Now John at the bar is a friend of mine He gets me my drinks for free And he's quick with a joke and he'll light up your smoke But there's some place that he'd rather be He says, "Bill, I believe this is killing me." As his smile ran away from his face "Well I'm
sure that I could be a movie star If I could get out of this place."
Oh, la la la, di da da La la,
di da da da dum
Now Paul is a real estate novelist Who never had time for a wife And he's talkin'
with Davy, who's still in the Navy And probably he will be for life.
And the waitress is practicing politics As the businessman slowly gets stoned Yes, they're sharing a drink they call loneliness But it's better
than drinkin' alone.
Sing us a song you're the piano man Sing us a song tonight Well we're
all in the mood for a melody And you got us all feeling alright.
It's a pretty good crowd for a Saturday And the manager gives me a smile 'Cause he knows that it's me they've been comin' to see To forget
about their life for a while 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?"
la la, di da da La la, di da da da dum
Sing us a song you're the piano man Sing us a song tonight Well we're all in the mood for a melody And you got us all feeling alright.
1. John Lennon - Imagine
Imagine there's no Heaven
It's easy if you try No hell below us Above us only sky Imagine all the people Living for
Imagine there's no countries It isn't hard to do Nothing to kill or die for And
no religion too Imagine all the people Living life in peace.
You may say that I'm a dreamer But I'm not the only one I hope someday you'll join us And the world will be as one.
no possessions I wonder if you can No need for greed or hunger A brotherhood of man Imagine all the
people Sharing all the world.
You may say that I'm a dreamer But I'm not the only one I hope someday you'll join us And the world will live as one.