Coolest lines in rock history

Deadhead division:

Gotta find a woman be good to me
Won't hide my liquor, try to serve me tea

Goddamn, well I declare
Have you seen the like?
Their walls are built of cannonballs,
their motto is Don't Tread on Me

Looking for a chateau
Twenty-one rooms but one will do
I don't want to buy it
I just want to rent it for an hour or two

You keep me up just one more night
I can't sleep here no more
Little Ben clock says quarter to eight
You kept me up till four


Well we know you're the reincarnation
Of the ravenous Catherine the Great.
And we know how you love your ovations
For the Z-rated scenes you create.

Now I don't know but I been told
it's hard to run with the weight of gold
Other hand I heard it said
it's just as hard with the weight of lead

Once in a while
you get shown the light
in the strangest of places
if you look at it right

I dropped four flights and cracked my spine
Honey come quick with the iodine

 

Asphyxiation is simple and fast.
It beats 17 fun years of being someone's bitch.

 

If I could spell I'd put a spell on you

It's just another night on the other side of life

Now I guess I hafta tell 'em That I got no cerebellum

Beat on the brat with a baseball bat

 

"but I was so much older then,
I'm younger than that now." - Dylan


"God say, "You can do what you want Abe, but
The next time you see me comin' you better run" - Dylan


"Outside in the distance a wildcat did growl,
Two riders were approaching, the wind began to howl." - Dylan

There are so many good ones from Dylan it's hard to pick just a few.

 

Some of my favorite Springsteen lyrics:

Well, they blew up the chicken man in Philly last night
Now, they blew up his house, too
Down on the boardwalk they're gettin' ready for a fight
Gonna see what them racket boys can do

Now, there's trouble bustin' in from outta state
And the D.A. can't get no relief
Gonna be a rumble out on the promenade
And the gamblin' commission's hangin' on by the skin of his teeth

Well now, ev'rything dies, baby, that's a fact
But maybe ev'rything that dies someday comes back
Put your makeup on, fix your hair up pretty
And meet me tonight in Atlantic City...

 

Let's not forget...

Good morning, Mr. Benson, I see you're doing well.

And if I had me a shotgun, I'd blow you straight to hell.

As well as...

I catch a glimpse of brown-eyed girls who giggle when I smile, there's a little boy who wants to shine my feet.

 

Dylan is a great lyricist, no doubt about it. But sometimes, it's just nonsense, not genius.

 

Excellent, sir. Propagandhi's got tons of good song titles, too.

Middle Finger Response
Stick The Fucking Flag Up Your Goddam Ass, You Sonofabitch
Apparently, I'm A "P.C. Fascist" (Because I Care About Both Human And Non-human
The Only Good Fascist Is A Very Dead Fascist
Homophobes Are Just Mad Cuz They Can't Get Laid
White, Proud And Stupid

Great band, as you know.

 

Another one of my many favorites: I can play the guitar like a mother fucking riot.

 

"Contemplating suicide or a graduate degree"

"In this long line there've been some real strange genes
you got 'em all, you got 'em all, with some extras thrown in"

"Jesus made me, so Jesus save me
From pity, sympathy, and people discussing me"

"If a double decker bus crashes into us
To die by your side is such a heavenly way to die"

"Baby I'd leave you for the person you used to be"

"I'm celebrating my love for you with a pint of beer and a new tattoo"

"They call her Natasha but she looks like Elsie"

"It must've felt strange to find me inside you
I hadn't intended to stay"

"I'm not dumb, but I don't understand
Why she looks like a woman but talks like a man"

"Frank settled down in the valley
And he hung his wild years on a nail that he drove through his wife's forehead"

 

HA, is it just me or are none of these (except the two Cash references, perhaps) near as COOL as the first one I posted?
"Woke up this mornin' and I got myself a beer"

I mean, that is COOL. Not thought-provoking or melancholy, just damn COOL.

 

Born down in a dead man's town
The first kick I took was when I hit the ground
You end up like a dog that's been beat too much
Till you spend half your life just covering up