I watch the ruffles change their size
But never leave the stream
Of warm impermanence

............ that's pretty good. He were right on, mama!

.... "Never leave the stream at one permanent stance"

....I still wonder if it is that.

It's ripples, not ruffles.

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whah?

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now THAT'S very
imaginative!!!
WHAT on Earth does it mean!?
.... as pertaining to a bowie lyrical passage.
(please)
.....lookin' for wah-wah?

It's ripples, not ruffles.

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I don't know about the most important... but these are snatches that I find myself singing while riding my bike or in the shower... just come up like lost little radio signals...



"And the world is full of life,
Full of folk who don't know me..."


"It's on America's tortured brow,
That Mickey Mouse has grown up a cow..."


"Time takes a cigarette, puts it in your mouth...
You pull on your finger, then another finger, then your cigarette."


"But there's a shop on the corner that's selling papier mache,
Making bullet-proof faces, Charlie Manson, Cassius Clay..."


"Project canceled,
Tumbling central,
Red Money..."


"I've never done good things,
I've never done bad things,
I never did anything out of the blue..."


"As the pain sweeps through,
Makes no sense for you,
Every thrill has gone,
Wasn't too much fun at all..."


"All our friends,
Now seem so thin and frail,
Slinky secrets,
Hotter than the sun..."


"'Are you OK?
You've been shot in the head,
And I'm holding your brains'
The old woman said."


"Beatle boys, all snowy white,
Razzle dazzle clubs, every night..."


"The gods forgot they made me,
So I forget them too.
I listen to the shadows,
I play among their graves..."


"But who knows?
Echoes in tenement halls...
Who knows?
Though the years snare them all..."


"The tunes they'd call creative,
When they're running out of names..."


"Way back when Millennium,
Meant racing to the light..."


"Soon there will be nothing left of me,
Nothing left to release..."

I often find myself singing in LUDICROUS Bowieisms most of Sweet Thing.

As ugly as a teenage millionaire
Pretending it's a whizz kid world

These are pretty good...

'Cos Id rather stay here
With all the madmen
Than perish with the sad men roaming free.
And Id rather play here
With all the madmen
For I'm quite content they're all as sane
As me.


And you, you can be mean
And I, I'll drink all the time
'Cos we're lovers and that is a fact.

The whole of 'Fantastic Voyage' would be pretty high in the list, I think.

Mist.

It has to be hereos, the complete lyrics!

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: a usually brief portion of a written work or speech that is relevant to a point under discussion or noteworthy for content or style b : a phrase or short section of a musical composition c : a detail of a work of art (as a painting)

Maybe, I'm wandering from the subject, but I can't get rid of this song today.


When I live my dream, please be there to meet me
Let me be the one to understand
When I live my dream, I'll forget the hurt you gave me
Then we can live in our new land

Can it be the pas-sage?

whah?


Violet

Pedantically speaking, each verse could be referred to as a short pas-sage!

Mist.

Yeah... I suppose then we'd call a side of beef a 'serving' and a whole pie a 'portion'. ye're gonna put on weight with that attitude my slender friend

I ate donkey recently. You should try getting one of those into a pie! It'd be like Desperate Dans 'Cow Pie' which has the horns sticking out, except with a donkey, it'd be 4 hooves!!

Mist.

I'd consider the front part....maybe!
But I don't think I'd be partial to the back-end of a 'cow'
OR 'donkey' pie.
Unless THIS is what......

LOL! It's true, I did eat a bit of donkey, but it wasn't a pie or anything. I've no idea which part of the donkey I actually ate, but it wasn't very good. They were giving free tasting samples in a supermarket, so I hummed and hee-hawed(!) a bit before deciding to try it.

It wasn't very good.

Mist.

Nothing a slow-cooker (crock-pot) cannot fix..
I love slow cooker meat stews (*sigh)

Well, the donkey kicked like a mule!

Mist.

Just a quick word before I head off to bed. I think TW, STS, Cygnet Committee, much of the DD album, All the Young Dudes and Time (great stuff) are all tops. There's just so many. I'll go with Five Years as my final answer. I've waffled about it before so p'raps I'll save you that this time and just quote a few lines from it instead:

"And all the fat-skinny people, and all the tall-short people
And all the nobody people, and all the somebody people
I never thought I'd need so many people"

"and it was cold and it rained so I felt like an actor"

"don't think you knew you were in this song" - sometimes altered to 'in MY song'

I like the way that something about the end of the world sounds so subdued intially (because really what could you do to stop it anyway!).

Edit: deleted irrelvant stuff

A soldier with a broken arm, fixed his stare to the wheels of a Cadillac

We used what we could To get the things we want; but we lost each other on the way. I guess you know I never wanted anyone.

I bet you laugh out loud at me
A chance to strike me down
Give me peace of mind at last
Show me all you are
Open up your heart to me
I will be your slave

I don't sit around and wait


Violet

Live to your rebirth and do what you will
Forget all I've said, please bear me no ill

Kind of sums up his whole career and its turns and twists .

(Plus, it's just a cool lyric )



gge

"Don't sit down,
don't sit down,
don't sit down,
don't sit down."

well, another song, i forgot from which album

I keep forgetting you don't love me no more
I keep forgetting you don't want me no more

Violet

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It's Bowies interpretation, though and if you look at the title of this thread, it's called "What IS the most important Bowiecal lyrical passage penned to date". It doesn't mention SPECIFICALLY WRITTEN by Bowie.

Mist.

I think, perhaps, that you belong here.

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> i forgot from which album

I think, perhaps, that you belong here.

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Ooh, how about:

"Seven.
Seven.
Seven."

Don't look at the carpet

That could be a bit difficult since I live in France. I could ask a family member to go on my behalf though, I suppose. Alcoholism by proxy!! That would baffle them! A bit like asking someone to get drunk and then sober up on your behalf!

Anyway, it's simply a diversion from admitting that I was correct. The title of this post doesn't say lyrics specifically written by Bowie, so Violet was quite right to make her post.

Now, it's time for you to log in as RhodaB.

Mist.

But I don't have any alters...unlike you.

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"The salty lips of the socialite sisters with their continental fingers that have never seen work nor blisters; oh I know they've got their problems... I wish I was one of them."

Here's one for you, Michael:

Skin dance back-a-the condo
Skin heads getting to school
Beating on Blacks with a baseball bat
Racism back in rule

White trash picking up Nazi flags
While you was gone, there was war
This is the West, get used to it
They put a swastika over the door

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OK, ok, people, don't swear at each other, especially because of me, PLEEEEEEEASE!
I can be wrong about Bowie or non-Bowie lyrics, I just used lyrics of a song which was sang by Bowie. I'm sorry!

now other, it seems it's Bowie's.

In the heat of the morning
In the shadow I'll clip your wings
And I'll tell you I love you
In the heat of the morning


Violet

Strange you should mention that, because we just watched the movie 'Romper Stomper' (featuring a young Russell Crowe), a couple of weeks ago.

Mist.

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If Courtney ever sees this that will be the last we ever see of BWW.

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Well, on the street where you live I could not hold up my head
For I put all I have in another bed
On another floor, in the back of a car
In the cellar like a church with the door ajar
Well, I guess we've must be looking for a different kind
But we can't stop trying 'till we break up our minds
'Til the sun drips blood on the seedy young knights
Who press you on the ground while shaking in fright


I'm off to put that on now....

vote with your fingers... not your conscious...