1 | Quote | Artist | Song | No | Struck? |
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2 | We had wildflower fever: we had to lay down where they grow | 10,000 Maniacs | Stockton Gala Days | 1652 | Y |
3 | I draw a jackal-headed woman in the sand (...) and wash my hand in the sea | 10,000 Maniacs | Verdi Cries | 335 | |
4 | I fear the crazed and lonely looks the mirror's sending me these days | a-ha | The Sun Always Shines on TV | 1052 | |
5 | Your life is a canvas, the colours are you | a-ha | White Canvas | 1 | Y |
6 | How you look will decide what you see | a-ha | White Canvas | 1116 | |
7 | We had it all, you gave it up: you wanted more | a-ha | You Wanted More | 1334 | |
8 | City lights, like rain, dance and explode | A.F.I. | Kiss and Control | 649 | |
9 | Warn your warmth to turn away: here it's December every day | A.F.I. | Love Like Winter | 308 | |
10 | Just another town, another train, waiting in the morning rain | ABBA | Another Town, Another Train | 494 | |
11 | High, high, I'm a bird in the sky; I'm an eagle that rides on the breeze | ABBA | Eagle | 2528 | |
12 | Walks along the Seine, laughing in the rain—our last summer, memories that remain | ABBA | Our Last Summer | 289 | |
13 | Everybody screamed when I kissed the teacher | ABBA | When I Kissed the Teacher | 498 | |
14 | Do you know who you can trust? (...) Do you write your name in dust? | AC/DC | Dog Eat Dog | 1917 | |
15 | Hey mama, look at me: I'm on my way to the promised land! | AC/DC | Highway to Hell | 1915 | |
16 | Dream until your dreams come true | Aerosmith | Dream On | 1696 | |
17 | From behind the screen it can look so perfect; but it's not | Aimee Mann | It's Not | 163 | |
18 | Baby kiss me like a drug, like a respirator | Aimee Mann | It's Not | 184 | |
19 | I have honored your request for silence, and you've washed your hands clean of this | Alanis Morissette | Hands Clean | 728 | |
20 | Winter's cityside: crystal bits of snowflakes all around my head and in the wind | Alphaville | Big in Japan | 2208 | |
21 | Pay—then I'll sleep by your side | Alphaville | Big in Japan | 2213 | |
22 | Forever young, I want to be forever young... | Alphaville | Forever Young | 2993 | |
23 | Under the cities lies a heart made of ground | America | A Horse with No Name | 2756 | |
24 | A new gender nation with a new desire | Amy Ray | Put It Out for Good | 996 | |
25 | I am writing graffiti on your body—I am drawing the story of how hard we tried | Ani DiFranco | Both Hands | 1927 | |
26 | Wood smoke and Northern Lights, as we talked until the morning came | Antje Duvekot | Long Way | 122 | Y |
27 | She keeps her secrets frozen under glaciers way up North | Antje Duvekot | Long Way | 124 | |
28 | We bid our friends goodbye, we promised we would write them, and headed north up 95 | Antje Duvekot | Long Way | 249 | |
29 | The preacher's wife kneeled down by the waves, said: (...) "Just give me something, a penny for my faith" | Antje Duvekot | Reasonland | 1191 | |
30 | I'm in a car underwater with time to kill | Armor for Sleep | Car Underwater | 459 | |
31 | Let me take you to the hurting ground, where all good men are trampled down | Bad Religion | Sorrow | 865 | |
32 | Life is the crummiest book I've ever read | Bad Religion | Stranger Than Fiction | 392 | |
33 | Who let the dogs out? | Baha Men | Who Let the Dogs Out? | 1272 | Y |
34 | Get back, Gruffy; back, Scruffy! Get back you flea infested mongrel! | Baha Men | Who Let the Dogs Out? | 1273 | |
35 | Just picture me and you making love in the Caribbean blue | Bambee | Caribbean Blue | 199 | |
36 | The end's not near: it's here | Band of Horses | The End's Not Near | 1340 | Y |
37 | At every occasion I'll be ready for the funeral | Band of Horses | The Funeral | 1257 | |
38 | Would you please ignore that you found me on the floor, trying on your camisole? | Barenaked Ladies | Alcohol | 1727 | |
39 | It's the perfect time of day, to throw all your cares away: put the sprinkler on the lawn, and run through with my gym shorts on | Barenaked Ladies | Pinch Me | 2722 | |
40 | When you were born, they looked at you and said "What a good girl, what a smart girl, what a pretty girl!" | Barenaked Ladies | What a Good Boy | 951 | |
41 | I know that it isn't right, but be with me tonight | Barenaked Ladies | What a Good Boy | 955 | |
42 | I go to school, I write exams. If I pass, if I fail, if I drop out, does anyone give a damn? | Barenaked Ladies | What a Good Boy | 956 | Y |
43 | Went over the sea, what did I find? A thousand crystal towers, a hundred emerald cities. | Bat for Lashes | Glass | 564 | |
44 | The hand of the watchman in the night sky points to my beloved, a knight in crystal armour | Bat for Lashes | Glass | 565 | Y |
45 | Where's my bear to lick me clean? Feed my soul milk and honey? | Bat for Lashes | Moon and Moon | 1646 | |
46 | If you dance for much very longer, you'll be known as the boy who's always dancing | Belle & Sebastian | Electronic Renaissance | 1183 | |
47 | She's a brick, and I'm drowning slowly | Ben Folds Five | Brick | 1622 | |
48 | I'm prey of the ghosts of this galaxy | Benassi Bros. | Castaway | 1322 | Y |
49 | Why should I know better by now, when I'm old enough not to? | Beth Orton | Stolen Car | 204 | |
50 | I’ll never be your beast of burden | Bette Midler | Beast of Burden | 934 | Y |
51 | Did I ever tell you you're my hero? | Bette Midler | Wind Beneath My Wings | 1344 | |
52 | I remember running through the wet grass, falling a step behind | Better Than Ezra | Desperately Wanting | 1000 | |
53 | Fields are white in snowy spring (...), the highway is still cold and wet | Big Head Todd and the Monsters | Broken Hearted Savior | 1857 | |
54 | What could be more British than "Here's a picture of me bum?" | Billy Bragg | Take Down the Union Jack | 1506 | |
55 | She said "Come on baby, I got a licence for love" | Billy Idol | Rebel Yell | 645 | |
56 | My name Isobel, married to myself | Björk | Isobel | 1341 | |
57 | I heard my mother shouting through the fog—it turned out to be the howling of a dog | Blitzen Trapper | Furr | 126 | |
58 | Fill our bodies up like water till we know | Blitzen Trapper | Furr | 1101 | |
59 | Run down to the water, hang your head and cry | Blood Oranges | Bridges | 264 | |
60 | Hate me today. Hate me tomorrow. | Blue October | Hate Me | 209 | |
61 | And then she whispered "How could you do this to me?" | Blue October | Hate Me | 214 | Y |
62 | I thought of just your face, relaxed, and floated into space | Blue October | Into the Ocean | 228 | Y |
63 | Remember how you used to say you couldn't wait till tomorrow for a brand new day? | Blue October | Jump Rope | 182 | |
64 | I saw a newborn baby with wild wolves all around it | Bob Dylan | A Hard Rain's A-Gonna Fall | 1689 | |
65 | Einstein, disguised as Robin Hood, with his memories in a trunk, passed this way an hour ago | Bob Dylan | Desolation Row | 2509 | |
66 | Praise be to Nero's Neptune—the Titanic sails at dawn! | Bob Dylan | Desolation Row | 2515 | |
67 | How does it feel to be without a home, (...) like a rolling stone? | Bob Dylan | Like a Rolling Stone | 1880 | |
68 | But I was so much older then, I'm younger than that now | Bob Dylan | My Back Pages | 269 | |
69 | Try imagining a place where it's always safe and warm | Bob Dylan | Shelter from the Storm | 1631 | Y |
70 | I bargained for salvation, and they gave me a lethal dose | Bob Dylan | Shelter from the Storm | 1634 | Y |
71 | Clowns to the left of me, jokers to the right. Here I am, stuck in the middle with you. | Bob Dylan | Stuck in the Middle with You | 985 | |
72 | Steal a little and they throw you in jail; steal a lot and they make you King | Bob Dylan | Sweetheart Like You | 7 | |
73 | Good friends we've had, and good friends we've lost along the way | Bob Marley & the Wailers | No Woman, No Cry | 1059 | |
74 | We would cook corn meal porridge, of which I'll share with you | Bob Marley & the Wailers | No Woman, No Cry | 1062 | |
75 | At once, I knew I was not magnificent | Bon Iver | Holocene | 1355 | |
76 | Jagged vacance, thick with ice | Bon Iver | Holocene | 1471 | |
77 | I tell my love to wreck it all, cut out all the ropes and let me fall | Bon Iver | Skinny Love | 1474 | |
78 | As long as we live, time passes by, and we won't get it back when we die | Bowling for Soup | When We Die | 558 | |
79 | It's just been one those days for me, but for him it's been one of those lives | Brad Paisley | One of Those Lives | 1783 | |
80 | Remember Tom and Jenny's little boy? Well, the doctors say the cancer's back... | Brad Paisley | One of Those Lives | 2254 | |
81 | This is the first day of my life | Bright Eyes | First Day of My Life | 1107 | |
82 | We are nowhere, and it's now | Bright Eyes | We Are Nowhere and It's Now | 1134 | |
83 | A ten minute dream in the passenger seat, while the world was flying by | Bright Eyes | We Are Nowhere and It's Now | 1135 | Y |
84 | The only one I loved, she was a superstar | Broder Daniel | Superstar | 1587 | |
85 | When you're lovers in a dangerous time, sometimes you're made to feel as if your love's a crime | Bruce Cockburn | Lovers in a Dangerous Time | 370 | |
86 | Nothing worth having comes without some kind of fight | Bruce Cockburn | Lovers in a Dangerous Time | 371 | |
87 | Got to kick at the darkness 'til it bleeds daylight | Bruce Cockburn | Lovers in a Dangerous Time | 372 | |
88 | Poor man wanna be rich, rich man wanna be king, and a king ain't satisfied till he rules everything | Bruce Springsteen | Badlands | 837 | |
89 | Wrap your legs 'round these velvet rims, and strap your hands across my engines | Bruce Springsteen | Born to Run | 395 | Y |
90 | That night we went down to the river, and into the river we'd dive | Bruce Springsteen | The River | 616 | |
91 | All them scarecrows lying face down, face down in the dirt of this hard land | Bruce Springsteen | This Hard Land | 1225 | |
92 | You ain't a beauty, but, hey, you're alright | Bruce Springsteen | Thunder Road | 1160 | |
93 | Those were the best days of my life | Bryan Adams | Summer of '69 | 430 | |
94 | Most of us are wrong, most of us agree | Built to Spill | Wherever You Go | 200 | |
95 | Miles of highway poppies; (...) we were parked and searching for a hubcap rolling into the fields of thorn | Calexico | Slowness | 2739 | |
96 | Washed my face in the rivers of empire, made my bed from a cardboard crate | Calexico | Sunken Waltz | 2259 | |
97 | He slept 'neath the stars, wrote down what he dreamt | Calexico | Sunken Waltz | 2265 | |
98 | Four in the morning, the sidewalk's asleep: dogs on the porch, spiders on the leaf | Calexico | The News About William | 2243 | |
99 | My music is where I'd like you to touch | Cansei de Ser Sexy | Music Is My Hot Hot Sex | 2390 | |
100 | Live a life less ordinary, live a life extraordinary with me | Carbon Leaf | Life Less Ordinary | 8 | Y |
101 | Here's my number, so call me, maybe? | Carly Rae Jepsen | Call Me, Maybe | 2645 | |
102 | You gave away the things you loved, and one of them was me | Carly Simon | You're So Vain | 941 | |
103 | At night the stars put on a show for free, and darling, you can share it all with me | Carole King | Up on the Roof | 265 | |
104 | Kiss me, my love, with your frostbitten lips | Catherine Feeny featuring Brian Wright | Junk Queen | 154 | |
105 | It's a sign of weakness to be afraid of what you are | Charlotte Church | Even God | 9 | Y |
106 | Even God can't change the past | Charlotte Church | Even God | 10 | Y |
107 | Every time it rains I know that it's good to be alive | Charlotte Martin | Every Time It Rains | 516 | |
108 | Every time it rains (...) I wonder what's so great about sunshine | Charlotte Martin | Every Time It Rains | 852 | |
109 | Do you believe in life after love? | Cher | Believe | 592 | |
110 | Now you sailors know where your women come for love! | Cherry Poppin' Daddies | Zoot Suit Riot | 2500 | |
111 | Each game of chess means one less variation to be played. Each day gone by means one less mistake to be made. | Chess Soundtrack | The Story of Chess | 12 | |
112 | Everybody here is a cloud, and everybody here will evaporate | Cloud Cult | Everybody Here Is a Cloud | 1210 | |
113 | Nobody said it was easy; no one ever said it would be this hard | Coldplay | The Scientist | 2109 | Y |
114 | Running in circles, chasing our tails | Coldplay | The Scientist | 2114 | |
115 | Drive to the ocean, stare up at the stars | Colin Hay | Beautiful World | 1736 | |
116 | I dance again, I am spinning; in the light I am living | Colin Hay | My Brilliant Feat | 1719 | |
117 | When I awoke today, suddenly nothing happened | Colin Hay | Waiting for My Real Life to Begin | 472 | |
118 | Everybody needs a bosom for a pillow | Cornershop | Brimful of Asha | 894 | |
119 | The smell of hospitals in winter | Counting Crows | A Long December | 2119 | |
120 | Every time she sneezes I believe it's love | Counting Crows | Anna Begins | 1208 | |
121 | Wait for everyone to go away, and in a dimly lit room (...) say your goodbyes | Counting Crows | Black and Blue | 1551 | |
122 | Goodbye to you, goodbye to all my friends, goodbye to everyone I know... | Counting Crows | Daylight Fading | 2132 | |
123 | If dreams are like movies, then memories are films about ghosts | Counting Crows | Mrs. Potter's Lullaby | 207 | |
124 | If you're gonna walk on water, could you drop a line my way? | Counting Crows | Omaha | 1835 | |
125 | In the middle of the day, there's a young man rolling around in the earth and rain | Counting Crows | Omaha | 1840 | |
126 | Maria says she's dying. Through the door I hear her crying, "Why?" | Counting Crows | Round Here | 579 | |
127 | The girl on the car in the parking lot (...) she looks up at the building, says "I'm thinking of jumping" | Counting Crows | Round Here | 586 | |
128 | Would you catch me if I was falling? Would you kiss me if I was leaving? Would you hold me 'cause I'm lonely? | Counting Crows | Round Here | 588 | |
129 | Some folks inherit star spangled eyes | Creedence Clearwater Revival | Fortunate Son | 15 | |
130 | Let the water come and carry us away | Crosby, Stills & Nash | Wasted on the Way | 1018 | |
131 | We are stardust, we are golden, we are billion year old carbon | Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young | Woodstock | 469 | |
132 | Walking 'round the room singing Stormy Weather, at 57 Mt. Pleasant Street | Crowded House | Weather with You | 251 | |
133 | Everywhere you go, always take the weather with you | Crowded House | Weather with You | 252 | |
134 | I couldn't stop watching the signs in the stars | Current 93 | The Signs in the Stars | 1620 | |
135 | Stones taught me to fly | Damien Rice | Cannonball | 699 | |
136 | It's not hard to fall when you float like a cannonball | Damien Rice | Cannonball | 700 | |
137 | Do you got a first aid kit handy? | Danity Kane | Damaged | 2239 | |
138 | Why do we drink? I guess we do it 'cause. | Dar Williams | Are You Out There? | 623 | |
139 | What can you do with a day? What will you wake up and see? | Dar Williams | Closer to Me | 2155 | |
140 | Dusty trail, Flagstaff, in a faded photograph | Dar Williams | Closer to Me | 2162 | |
141 | At night we walk into our houses and burn | Dar Williams | Iowa (Traveling III) | 3156 | |
142 | I fear that to fall in love with you is to fall from a great and gruesome height | Dar Williams | Iowa (Traveling III) | 3159 | |
143 | You were a-wandering out on the hills of Iowa, and you were not thinking of me | Dar Williams | Iowa (Traveling III) | 3163 | |
144 | Spines of steel from head to tailbone | Dar Williams | It's Alright | 462 | Y |
145 | We love trees, we love the snow, the friends we have, the world we share | Dar Williams | The Christians and the Pagans | 695 | |
146 | I was drawn to the ocean, I thought it spoke to me | Dar Williams | The Ocean | 731 | Y |
147 | With my books and my papers I went to the rocks by the ocean, but the weather changed quickly | Dar Williams | The Ocean | 735 | |
148 | You came to me like wine comes to this mouth | Dave Matthews Band | Two Step | 266 | |
149 | Mickey Mouse has grown up a cow | David Bowie | Life on Mars? | 1605 | |
150 | Sorrow drips into your heart through a pinhole. (...) It slowly rises; your love is gonna drown. | Death Cab for Cutie | Marching Bands of Manhattan | 1686 | Y |
151 | In my head there's a Greyhound station, where I send my thoughts to far-off destinations | Death Cab for Cutie | Soul Meets Body | 1628 | |
152 | Our memories depend on a faulty camera in our minds | Death Cab for Cutie | What Sarah Said | 2611 | Y |
153 | There's no comfort in the waiting room; just nervous paces, bracing for bad news | Death Cab for Cutie | What Sarah Said | 2614 | |
154 | You look so defeated lying there in your new twin-size bed, with a single pillow underneath your single head | Death Cab for Cutie | Your New Twin Sized Bed | 129 | Y |
155 | Baby, the ashes just look pretty on your eyes | Deb Talan | Ashes on Your Eyes | 2928 | |
156 | Stars are sparks of steel, chiseled in the mines of twilight | Deb Talan | Ashes on Your Eyes | 2933 | |
157 | She sucks on a match light, glowing bronze, steering on | Del Amitri | Driving with the Brakes On | 316 | |
158 | It's hard to say you love someone, and it's hard to say you don't | Del Amitri | Driving with the Brakes On | 318 | |
159 | Holy diver, you've been down too long in the midnight sea | Dio | Holy Diver | 508 | |
160 | All the stars that never were are parking cars and pumping gas | Dionne Warwick | Do You Know the Way to San Jose? | 797 | |
161 | There you are, without a friend; you pack your car and ride away | Dionne Warwick | Do You Know the Way to San Jose? | 800 | |
162 | These things have always been the same, so why worry now? | Dire Straits | Why Worry? | 1598 | |
163 | Tell me all your thoughts on God, 'cause I'd really like to meet her | Dishwalla | Counting Blue Cars | 160 | |
164 | I was a lonely teenage broncing buck with a pink carnation and a pickup truck | Don McLean | American Pie | 2442 | |
165 | In the streets the children screamed, the lovers cried, and the poets dreamed | Don McLean | American Pie | 2458 | |
166 | Ashes in your hands, mercy in your eyes | Dream Theater | Another Day | 2793 | |
167 | Turn to the light; don't be frightened of the shadows it creates | Dream Theater | The Great Debate | 1944 | |
168 | Are you justified (...) in taking life to save life? | Dream Theater | The Great Debate | 2269 | |
169 | Immaculate dream made breath and skin: I've been waiting for you | Duran Duran | Come Undone | 1376 | |
170 | In your silent desert land, as captain of a peaceful phantom ship | E-Type | Do You Always (Have to Be Alone)? | 1353 | |
171 | What did you expect, little darling, from this life of yours? | Ebba Forsberg | Daybreak | 596 | |
172 | Horace Whip this is your life. Go out find yourself a wife. | Eels | All the Beautiful Things | 20 | |
173 | Do you know what it's like to fall on the floor and cry your guts out 'til you got no more? | Eels | Hey Man (Now You'Re Really Living) | 382 | |
174 | Now you're really living what this life is all about | Eels | Hey Man (Now You'Re Really Living) | 383 | |
175 | Have you ever sat down in the fresh cut grass and thought about the moment, and when it will pass? | Eels | Hey Man (Now You'Re Really Living) | 386 | |
176 | Fly, fly through a troubled sky, up to a new world shining bright | Electric Light Orchestra | Ticket to the Moon | 602 | |
177 | Be forever with my poison arms around you | Elliott Smith | Angeles | 21 | Y |
178 | I want love, but it's impossible | Elton John | I Want Love | 1572 | |
179 | Hold me closer, tiny dancer. Count the headlights on the highway. | Elton John | Tiny Dancer | 491 | |
180 | My gift is my song, and this one's for you | Elton John | Your Song | 1568 | Y |
181 | As the snow flies on a cold and gray Chicago mornin', a poor little baby child is born | Elvis Presley | In the Ghetto | 629 | |
182 | A hungry little boy with a runny nose plays in the street as the cold wind blows | Elvis Presley | In the Ghetto | 631 | |
183 | Last night I dreamed about you: I dreamed that you lay dying in a field of thorn and roses | Emmylou Harris | Michelangelo | 449 | |
184 | I wonder if the stars sign the life that is to be mine | Enya | Anywhere Is | 2202 | Y |
185 | You looked just like a baby, fast asleep in this dangerous world | Eurythmics | When Tomorrow Comes | 1855 | |
186 | Hope my mom and I hope my dad will figure out why they get so mad | Everclear | Wonderful | 1140 | |
187 | Go to my room and I close my eyes, I make believe that I have a new life | Everclear | Wonderful | 1145 | |
188 | Then I looked her in the eye, made her run away | Everlast | I Can't Move | 1420 | |
189 | Alles klar, Herr Kommissar! | Falco | Der Kommisar | 963 | Y |
190 | When the car broke down they started walking. Where were they going without ever knowing the way? | Fastball | The Way | 2745 | |
191 | You wanna lick my wounds, don't you, baby? | Fiona Apple | Limp | 1997 | |
192 | I've been afraid of changing, 'cause I've built my life around you | Fleetwood Mac | Landslide | 3170 | |
193 | Was that the wrong pill to take? | Florence + the Machine | Rabbit Heart (Raise It Up) | 2347 | Y |
194 | In the spring I shed my skin, and it blows away with the changing wind | Florence + the Machine | Rabbit Heart (Raise It Up) | 2356 | |
195 | Now I think of my life as vintage wine from fine old kegs | Frank Sinatra | It Was a Very Good Year | 1072 | |
196 | I sat down in the kitchen the other day, looking out the window on the morning rain | Frida Snell | Fallen Leaves | 3205 | |
197 | Like a fallen leaf dancing in the wind, I keep on drifting, whirling through my life | Frida Snell | Fallen Leaves | 3208 | |
198 | Some nights I wish that my lips could build a castle; some nights I wish they'd just fall off | fun. | Some Nights | 3114 | |
199 | All that is good is nasty | Funkadelic | What Is Soul? | 1970 | Y |
200 | I only listen to the sad, sad songs: I'm only happy when it rains | Garbage | Only Happy When It Rains | 1393 | |
201 | Raindrops on the windshield, there's a storm moving in | Garth Brooks | The Thunder Rolls | 801 | |
202 | I will follow you, will you follow me? | Genesis | Follow You, Follow Me | 907 | |
203 | Images of sorrow, pictures of delight: things that go to make up a life | Genesis | Home by the Sea | 2002 | |
204 | You know I love you, but I just can't take this | Genesis | In Too Deep | 687 | |
205 | I swore that that would be the last they'd see of me, and I never went home again | Genesis | No Son of Mine | 848 | |
206 | You bleed just to know you're alive | Goo Goo Dolls | Iris | 2524 | Y |
207 | Scars are souvenirs you never lose; the past is never far | Goo Goo Dolls | Name | 781 | |
208 | Don't it make you sad to know that life is more than who we are? | Goo Goo Dolls | Name | 783 | |
209 | I'm gonna live, I'm alright; I'm gonna die, it's alright, I'm OK | Good Old War | That's Some Dream | 2367 | |
210 | Hear the mighty engines roar, see the silver bird on high | Gordon Lightfoot | Early Morning Rain | 1041 | |
211 | You can't jump a jet plane like you can a freight train | Gordon Lightfoot | Early Morning Rain | 1073 | |
212 | Now you're just somebody that I used to know | Gotye featuring Kimbra | Somebody That I Used to Know | 1462 | |
213 | This is all a dream we dreamed one afternoon, long ago | Grateful Dead | Box of Rain | 1949 | |
214 | I traced my finger along your trails: your body was the map, I was lost in it | Great Lake Swimmers | Your Rocky Spine | 1185 | |
215 | Your soft fingers between my claws, like purity against resolve | Great Lake Swimmers | Your Rocky Spine | 1186 | |
216 | Hear the dogs howling out of key to a hymn called "Faith and Misery" | Green Day | Holiday | 689 | Y |
217 | There's nothing wrong with me: this is how I'm supposed to be | Green Day | Jesus of Suburbia | 1464 | Y |
218 | Am I retarded or am I just overjoyed? | Green Day | Jesus of Suburbia | 1469 | |
219 | Down with the moral majority! | Green Day | Minority | 1700 | |
220 | I pledge allegiance to the underworld: one nation, under dog | Green Day | Minority | 1701 | |
221 | I'm gonna be like you, dad—you know I'm gonna be like you | Harry Chapin | Cat's in the Cradle | 668 | |
222 | The moon hung on the hillside in eastern Tennessee, with rows of honeysuckle blooming over me | Hem | Reservoir | 296 | |
223 | Free love is too tame for him | Hideki Naganuma | The Concept of Love | 1357 | Y |
224 | It's the perfect time of day; it's the last day of your life. Don't let it drift away. | Howie Day | Perfect Time of Day | 24 | |
225 | We're headed for the Great Smokey Mountains to see the wild flowers bloom in spring | Huffamoose | James | 1452 | |
226 | He sees things, he knows things, he is not like you and me | Huffamoose | James | 1459 | |
227 | No one understands him: he's an artist, he needs time to find out what that means | Huffamoose | James | 1609 | |
228 | How does it feel to be three years late, and watching your youth drift away? | Idlewild | You Held the World in Your Arms | 1202 | |
229 | He sees the city's ripped backsides, he sees the winding ocean drive | Iggy Pop | The Passenger | 1241 | |
230 | Darkness has a hunger that's insatiable | Indigo Girls | Closer to Fine | 871 | Y |
231 | The Mississippi's mighty, but it starts in Minnesota at a place that you could walk across | Indigo Girls | Ghost | 2664 | |
232 | I've got a fever and a childish wish for snow | Iron & Wine | Someday the Waves | 25 | |
233 | Seems like a long, long time since I spun you to this borrowed radio | Iron & Wine | Someday the Waves | 26 | |
234 | Traveling light is the only way to fly | J.J. Cale | Travelin' Light | 2021 | |
235 | People are lonely, and only animals with fancy shoes | Jack Johnson | The Horizon Has Been Defeated | 1235 | |
236 | We'll fill in the missing colors in each other's paint-by-number dreams | Jackson Browne | The Pretender | 1407 | |
237 | But it's time to face the truth: I will never be with you | James Blunt | You're Beautiful | 1791 | |
238 | Summon the night to bow down to day | Jars of Clay | Fade to Grey | 1641 | |
239 | It could be my favorite story: "Shootout at the Candy Shop" | Jess Klein | Shootout at the Candy Shop | 948 | |
240 | Farewell, Angelina: the sky is on fire and I must go | Joan Baez | Farewell, Angelina | 2646 | |
241 | Just a stranger on a bus, trying to make his way home | Joan Osborne | One of Us | 437 | |
242 | Let me drown in your laughter, let me die in your arms | John Denver | Annie's Song | 2182 | |
243 | What you gonna do? Gonna slit your wrists and bleed all over the Milky Way? | John Hiatt | Cry Love | 713 | |
244 | Take everything that we have, take it and burn it to the ground | John Hiatt | Take It Down | 715 | |
245 | I shot a man in Reno just to watch him die | Johnny Cash | Folsom Prison Blues | 456 | |
246 | I will let you down; I will make you hurt | Johnny Cash | Hurt | 29 | |
247 | There's a highway of stars across the heavens | Johnny Clegg | Great Heart | 765 | |
248 | Ice cream castles in the air, and feather canyons everywhere | Joni Mitchell | Both Sides, Now | 822 | |
249 | If you care, don't let them know—don't give yourself away | Joni Mitchell | Both Sides, Now | 825 | |
250 | We'll put on the day, and we'll wear it 'till the night comes | Joni Mitchell | Chelsea Morning | 1608 | |
251 | The clouds in your eyes, down your face they pour | Joshua Radin | Closer | 3180 | |
252 | Your name is the splinter inside me | Joshua Radin | Winter | 464 | |
253 | I watch the birds fly south across the autumn sky; (...) I wish that I was flying with them | Justin Hayward | Forever Autumn | 2300 | |
254 | If I claim to be a wise man, it surely means that I don't know | Kansas | Carry on Wayward Son | 1317 | |
255 | All we are is dust in the wind | Kansas | Dust in the Wind | 831 | |
256 | Unaware, I'm tearing you asunder. Oh, there is thunder in our hearts. | Kate Bush | Running Up that Hill | 31 | |
257 | Is there so much hate for the ones we love? | Kate Bush | Running Up that Hill | 1940 | |
258 | Confusion will be my epitaph | King Crimson | Epitaph | 375 | Y |
259 | Her face is a map of the world | KT Tunstall | Suddenly I See | 165 | Y |
260 | Voulez-vous coucher avec moi, ce soir? | Labelle | Lady Marmalade | 2141 | |
261 | Baby, when it's love, if it's not rough it isn't fun | Lady Gaga | Poker Face | 2242 | Y |
262 | Destroy everything you touch | Ladytron | Destroy Everything You Touch | 1013 | |
263 | The night is my world: city-light painted girl | Laura Branigan | Self Control | 943 | Y |
264 | We come from the land of the ice and snow | Led Zeppelin | Immigrant Song | 2271 | |
265 | Fight the horde, singing and crying: "Valhalla, I am coming!" | Led Zeppelin | Immigrant Song | 2274 | Y |
266 | Upon us all a little rain must fall | Led Zeppelin | The Rain Song | 1990 | Y |
267 | He started twitching and shaking like a pile of jumping beans | Lemon Demon | Dance Like an Idiot | 132 | Y |
268 | One cold December night back in 1984 a scientist had found himself upon the dance floor | Lemon Demon | Dance Like an Idiot | 2746 | |
269 | I hear that you're building your little house, deep in the desert | Leonard Cohen | Famous Blue Raincoat | 2483 | |
270 | Take this waltz (...) with it's very own breath of brandy and death, dragging its tail in the sea | Leonard Cohen | Take This Waltz | 280 | |
271 | I'll dance with you in Vienna, I'll be wearing a river's disguise | Leonard Cohen | Take This Waltz | 285 | |
272 | We're driving all night long, chasing miles and breaking dawn | Lifehouse | Gotta Be Tonight | 3002 | Y |
273 | Have you got a memory for me? Tell me about the days when you were seventeen. | Lisa Mitchell | Coin Laundry | 239 | |
274 | Can I be the girl that you met in a coin laundry? | Lisa Mitchell | Coin Laundry | 240 | |
275 | Me and you and a dog named Boo, travellin' and livin' off the land | Lobo | Me and You and a Dog Named Boo | 1029 | |
276 | Don't believe half of what you see, and none of what you hear | Lou Reed | Last Great American Whale | 1528 | |
277 | Hey babe, take a walk on the wild side! | Lou Reed | Walk on the Wild Side | 1539 | |
278 | Salt my wounds, chlorine my eyes—I'm a self-destructive fool | Loudon Wainwright III | The Swimming Song | 707 | |
279 | Mama always told me not to look into the eyes of the sun. But mama, that's where the fun is! | Manfred Mann's Earth Band | Blinded by the Light | 32 | |
280 | He told her of Puerto Rican sunsets, while she conjured up Chinese snow | Marah | Soda | 929 | |
281 | At the age of 37, she realised she'd never ride through Paris in a sports car with the warm wind in her hair | Marianne Faithfull | The Ballad of Lucy Jordan | 818 | |
282 | You know that love can be as hard as algebra | Marillion | Hard As Love | 2557 | |
283 | The trippers of the light fantastic (...) spray their pheromones on this perfume uniform | Marillion | Heart of Lothian | 2552 | |
284 | Do you remember chalk hearts, melting on a playground wall? | Marillion | Kayleigh | 2539 | |
285 | She thinks that happiness is a mat that sits on her doorway | Matchbox Twenty | 3 A.M. | 1618 | |
286 | When the sun comes up, I'll grab it with both hands | Matthew Ebel | Lost My Way | 2938 | Y |
287 | The final photo showed me as I am: a rodent trapped inside a box | Matthew Ebel | The Ballad of Jamey and Shawn | 3136 | |
288 | Vanish with the evening rust, join the ghosts that haunted us | Matthew Ryan | Dulce et Decorum Est | 34 | Y |
289 | There's evil in the air and there's thunder in the sky, and a killer's on the bloodshot streets | Meat Loaf | Bat Out of Hell | 141 | Y |
290 | Some nights you're breathing fire, some nights you're carved in ice. Some nights you're like nothing I've ever seen before, or will again. | Meat Loaf | I'd Do Anything for Love (But I Won't Do That) | 570 | |
291 | Some nights I just lose it all when I watch you dance and the thunder rolls | Meat Loaf | I'd Do Anything for Love (But I Won't Do That) | 572 | Y |
292 | I'm a bitch, I'm a lover, I'm a child, I'm a mother | Meredith Brooks | Bitch | 591 | |
293 | Memories fade, like looking through a fogged mirror | MGMT | Kids | 3060 | |
294 | What else can we do? Get jobs in offices and wake up for the morning commute? | MGMT | Time to Pretend | 483 | |
295 | I'll miss the playgrounds, and the animals, and digging up worms | MGMT | Time to Pretend | 485 | Y |
296 | How do we sleep while our beds are burning? | Midnight Oil | Beds Are Burning | 2238 | |
297 | I'm a family man, and my bark is much worse than my bite | Mike Oldfield | Family Man | 1005 | Y |
298 | These are all the things I never got to say to you, things I don't even tell my friends | Minor Majority | Supergirl | 134 | |
299 | So long to this cold, cold part of the world | Modest Mouse | The Cold Part | 1963 | |
300 | I stepped down as president of Antarctica | Modest Mouse | The Cold Part | 1965 | |
301 | She told me that Wittgenstein totally changed her life. And though I didn’t have a clue, I said I felt the same way too. | Montt Mardié | Dungeons and Dragons | 1604 | |
302 | Every little child learns: if you can't see dreams, your eyes are blind | Moxy Früvous | Fly | 1022 | |
303 | Trout are freshwater fish, and have underwater weapons | Mr. Scruff | Fish | 35 | |
304 | Plant your hope with good seeds; don't cover yourself with thistle and weeds | Mumford & Sons | Thistle & Weeds | 1662 | |
305 | The winter winds litter London with lonely hearts | Mumford & Sons | Winter Winds | 1111 | |
306 | When you are lost and I am gone (...) no hope, no hope will overcome | Mumford & Sons | Winter Winds | 1113 | |
307 | What is it inside our heads that makes us do the opposite (...) of what's right for us? | My Morning Jacket | Librarian | 2814 | |
308 | Always love—hate will get you every time. Always love—don't wait 'til the finish line. | Nada Surf | Always Love | 36 | |
309 | I'm cold and I am shamed, lying naked on the floor | Natalie Imbruglia | Torn | 607 | |
310 | People ruthless, people cruel: the damage that some people do | Natalie Merchant | Break Your Heart | 1449 | |
311 | He's a scoundrel and she's no pearl; together they are two lovers cruel | Natalie Merchant | Cowboy Romance | 2393 | |
312 | If I'm on my knees groping in the dark, I'd be praying for deliverance from the night into the day | Natalie Merchant | I May Know the Word | 2399 | |
313 | Your daddy the war machine, and your mama the long and suffering | Natalie Merchant | Life Is Sweet | 1437 | |
314 | Don't miss this wasteland, this terrible place, when you leave | Natalie Merchant | Motherland | 37 | Y |
315 | Better shut your mouth and hold your breath—you kiss me now you catch your death | Natalie Merchant | My Skin | 1527 | |
316 | Ophelia was a bride of God (...); the cloister bells tolled on her wedding night | Natalie Merchant | Ophelia | 2170 | |
317 | Fate smiled, and destiny laughed as she came to my cradle | Natalie Merchant | Wonder | 887 | |
318 | I see the girl I want to be riding bareback, carefree along the shore ...if only that someone was me | Natasha Bedingfield | Wild Horses | 2597 | |
319 | It's better to burn out, than it is to rust | Neil Young | My My, Hey Hey (Out of the Blue) | 1416 | |
320 | Looking for some answers in a world that answers none of them at all | Never Shout Never! | On the Brightside | 87 | Y |
321 | Who has dressed you in strange clothes of sand? | Nick Drake | Clothes of Sand | 1333 | |
322 | Then to our favorite hobby: searching for an enemy | Nik Kershaw | I Won't Let the Sun Go Down on Me | 676 | |
323 | Wouldn't it be good if we could wish ourselves away? | Nik Kershaw | Wouldn't It Be Good | 1129 | |
324 | I wanna lead a dog's life: under the couch, chew a bone | Nina Nastasia | A Dog's Life | 2914 | |
325 | While she looked so sad in photographs, I absolutely love her when she smiles | Nine Days | Absolutely (Story of a Girl) | 39 | |
326 | Teenage angst has paid off well—now I'm bored and old | Nirvana | Serve the Servants | 40 | Y |
327 | There are many things that I would like to say to you, but I don't know how | Oasis | Wonderwall | 2909 | Y |
328 | A picture worth a thousand lies; a thousand words; a thousand eyes | October Project | Bury My Lovely | 201 | |
329 | My head is an animal | Of Monsters and Men | Dirty Paws | 3139 | Y |
330 | The forest that once was green was coloured black by those killing machines | Of Monsters and Men | Dirty Paws | 3142 | |
331 | I have five senses—I need thousands more, at least | Over the Rhine | The World Can Wait | 2341 | |
332 | I have fallen from grace and my ashes are scattered | Ozzy Osbourne | Back on Earth | 610 | |
333 | You (...) only know you love her when you let her go | Passenger | Let Her Go | 2974 | Y |
334 | I'm not looking for the rest of your life: I just want another chance to live | Patty Griffin | Rain | 2150 | |
335 | The further I go, more letters from home never arrive | Patty Griffin | Rowing Song | 222 | |
336 | The first thing I remember, I was lying in my bed; I couldn't've been no more than one or two | Paul Simon | Late in the Evening | 329 | |
337 | What the mama saw was against the law | Paul Simon | Me and Julio Down by the Schoolyard | 331 | |
338 | I'm dancing through the fire, just to catch a flame | Paul Weller | You Do Something to Me | 758 | |
339 | You and me, me and you: we're the only ones in our song | Per & Peter | Our Song | 1369 | Y |
340 | At school they taught me how to be. (...) They didn't quite succeed. | Pet Shop Boys | It's a Sin | 1799 | Y |
341 | There's a gun in your hand and it's pointing at your head | Pet Shop Boys | West End Girls | 1934 | |
342 | When the night shows the signals grow on radios | Peter Gabriel | Here Comes the Flood | 398 | |
343 | Waves of steel hurled metal at the sky | Peter Gabriel | Here Comes the Flood | 401 | Y |
344 | I come to you defences down, with the trust of a child | Peter Gabriel | Red Rain | 627 | |
345 | "Son," he said, "grab your things, I've come to take you home" | Peter Gabriel | Solsbury Hill | 43 | |
346 | Driving down the 101: California, here we come! | Phantom Planet | California | 1509 | |
347 | The child is grown, the dream is gone: I have become comfortably numb | Pink Floyd | Comfortably Numb | 3138 | |
348 | Can you show me where it hurts? | Pink Floyd | Comfortably Numb | 3198 | |
349 | When I was a child I had a fever; my hands felt just like two balloons | Pink Floyd | Comfortably Numb | 3201 | |
350 | In the end you'll pack up and fly down south, (...) just another sad old man, all alone and dying of cancer | Pink Floyd | Dogs | 2837 | |
351 | Mama's gonna put all her fears into you | Pink Floyd | Mother | 1582 | |
352 | Some stagger and fall, after all it's not easy, banging your heart against some mad bugger's wall | Pink Floyd | Outside the Wall | 45 | |
353 | So you think you can tell Heaven from Hell? Blue skies from pain? | Pink Floyd | Wish You Were Here | 3214 | |
354 | Did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts? | Pink Floyd | Wish You Were Here | 3216 | |
355 | We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year | Pink Floyd | Wish You Were Here | 3221 | |
356 | If you want an open casket, a last look at what you can't get | Pirate Nation | Open Casket | 1475 | |
357 | With you, I wait to be born again | PJ Harvey | A Place Called Home | 2040 | |
358 | Ever thought from here on in your life begins, and all you knew was wrong? | Porcupine Tree | Arriving Somewhere But Not Here | 2374 | Y |
359 | A 60 ton angel falls to the earth: a pile of old metal, a radiant blur | Porcupine Tree | Trains | 1545 | |
360 | Mama, I don't want to die | Queen | Bohemian Rhapsody | 46 | |
361 | I'm a rocket ship on my way to Mars, on a collision course. I'm a satellite, I'm out of control! | Queen | Don't Stop Me Now | 48 | Y |
362 | I am a giant, I am an eagle, I am a lion | R. Kelly | The World's Greatest | 3067 | Y |
363 | Oh no, I've said too much; I haven't said enough | R.E.M. | Losing My Religion | 1361 | |
364 | Consider this the hint of the century | R.E.M. | Losing My Religion | 1362 | |
365 | My first love was an angry, painful song | Reckless Kelly | Wicked Twisted Road | 1588 | |
366 | Have you forgotten how to love yourself? | Red House Painters | Have You Forgotten? | 1667 | Y |
367 | The open drapes look out on frozen farmhouse landscapes | Red House Painters | Have You Forgotten? | 1670 | |
368 | Some are selling bags and shoes, some are selling books and gold. I've been standing here for days: not one butterfly's been sold. | Regina Spektor | Aching to Pupate | 1481 | |
369 | No one laughs at God in a hospital, no one laughs at God in a war | Regina Spektor | Laughing With | 625 | |
370 | Your hair was long when we first met | Regina Spektor | Samson | 858 | |
371 | There's blood spilled on the floor. (...) You realize the blood is probably yours. | Rilo Kiley | Accidntel Deth | 1766 | |
372 | I gotta hold you in these arms of steel | Robbie Robertson | Broken Arrow | 1678 | |
373 | Tangled, twisted strands of love, hanging from above | Robbie Robertson | Day of Reckoning (Burnin' for You) | 1672 | |
374 | I'm gonna love you like I've never been hurt before—I'm gonna love you like I'm indestructible | Robyn | Indestructible | 189 | |
375 | Through the sepia showers and the photoflood days, I caught a fleeting glimpse of life | Runrig | Hearts of Olden Glory | 1396 | |
376 | Lit up like a firefly just to feel the living night | Rush | Subdivisions | 178 | |
377 | What would touch me deeper: tears that fall from eyes that only cry? | Rush | Tears | 49 | |
378 | Static on your frequency, electrical storm in your veins | Rush | The Pass | 1487 | |
379 | All of us get lost in the darkness; dreamers learn to steer by the stars | Rush | The Pass | 1490 | Y |
380 | Here I lie, watching the cars on the highway. You're one of those lights, that's driving away. | Ryan Cabrera | Echo Park | 912 | |
381 | Head under water, and they tell me to breathe easy | Sara Bareilles | Love Song | 595 | |
382 | You're setting up your razor wire shrine | Sarah McLachlan | Building a Mystery | 157 | Y |
383 | I want to live like animals, careless and free | Savage Garden | The Animal Song | 1992 | |
384 | Somewhere in a private place she packs her bags for outer space | Savage Garden | To the Moon and Back | 254 | Y |
385 | Criss-crossed power lines strung over the billboard sky | Saves the Day | Chameleon | 1387 | |
386 | If you're going to San Francisco, be sure to wear some flowers in your hair | Scott McKenzie | San Francisco (Be Sure to Wear Flowers in Your Hair) | 1710 | Y |
387 | Do you remember what things looked like when you were young? | Seabear | Hands Remember | 187 | Y |
388 | I started out with nothing and I've still got most of it left | Seasick Steve | Started Out with Nothing | 1779 | |
389 | Every new beginning comes from some other beginning's end | Semisonic | Closing Time | 1152 | |
390 | I do it again and again: I listen for visions and missions in the wind | Shannon McNally | Geronimo | 923 | |
391 | Oh, light the sky and hold on tight, the world is burning down | Shawn Colvin | Sunny Came Home | 52 | |
392 | Warm me up, and breathe me | Sia | Breathe Me | 1046 | |
393 | Sail on silver girl, sail on by: your time has come to shine | Simon & Garfunkel | Bridge over Troubled Water | 346 | Y |
394 | Look around: leaves are brown, and the sky is a hazy shade of winter | Simon & Garfunkel | Hazy Shade of Winter | 358 | Y |
395 | Seasons change with the scenery, weaving time in a tapestry | Simon & Garfunkel | Hazy Shade of Winter | 360 | |
396 | I am alone, gazing from my window to the streets below on a freshly fallen, silent shroud of snow | Simon & Garfunkel | I am a Rock | 348 | |
397 | I am a rock, I am an island | Simon & Garfunkel | I am a Rock | 349 | |
398 | A rock feels no pain, and an island never cries... | Simon & Garfunkel | I am a Rock | 353 | |
399 | I gaze beyond the rain-drenched streets, to England, where my heart lies | Simon & Garfunkel | Kathy's Song | 363 | |
400 | I stand alone without beliefs; the only truth I know is you | Simon & Garfunkel | Kathy's Song | 366 | |
401 | He cried out, in his anger and his shame, "I am leaving, I am leaving," but the fighter still remains | Simon & Garfunkel | The Boxer | 342 | Y |
402 | In times like these, I feel an animal deep inside | Sisters of Mercy | This Corrosion | 1729 | |
403 | In the shadow of the tallest building, I vowed I would break away | Sixto Rodriguez | Can't Get Away | 1755 | |
404 | On a wild and windy August night, as a cloud passed over a cold moon, my heart was seized with terror and fright | Sixto Rodriguez | Can't Get Away | 1756 | |
405 | Why do the birds go on singing, why do the stars glow above? Don't they know it's the end of the world? | Skeeter Davis | The End of the World | 960 | |
406 | Show me a garden that's bursting into life | Snow Patrol | Chasing Cars | 2192 | Y |
407 | Light up, light up, as if you have a choice | Snow Patrol | Run | 3009 | |
408 | Turn on the TV, pass the remote, turn off the light, and abandon all hope | Soft Cell | Darker Times | 1036 | |
409 | It is that look of the lioness to her man across the Nile | Songs: Ohia | Lioness | 3144 | |
410 | Want you to lick my blood off your paws | Songs: Ohia | Lioness | 3146 | |
411 | I can go where no one else can go. I know what no one else knows. | Soul Asylum | Runaway Train | 55 | |
412 | The gas heater's empty, it's damp as a tomb, and the spirits we drank are now ghosts in the room | Spirit of the West | Home for a Rest | 2623 | |
413 | Be yourself, no matter what they say | Sting | Englishman in New York | 56 | |
414 | You'll forget the sun in his jealous sky, as we walk in the fields of gold | Sting | Fields of Gold | 441 | Y |
415 | We'll search for tomorrow on every shore | Styx | Come Sail Away | 388 | |
416 | I think of childhood friends and the dreams we had | Styx | Come Sail Away | 389 | |
417 | Sorry that I could never love you back | Sun Kil Moon | Carry Me Ohio | 1076 | |
418 | I smell like smoke from electrical fires | Superchunk | Crossed Wires | 1354 | |
419 | Could we have kippers for breakfast, mummy dear, mummy dear? | Supertramp | Breakfast in America | 546 | |
420 | I'm a winner, I'm a sinner—do you want my autograph? | Supertramp | Breakfast in America | 2291 | |
421 | Sweet devotion, it's not for me—just give me motion and set me free | Supertramp | Goodbye Stranger | 549 | |
422 | When I was young it seemed that life was so wonderful | Supertramp | The Logical Song | 521 | |
423 | I know it sounds absurd, but please tell me who I am | Supertramp | The Logical Song | 524 | Y |
424 | We are ruins within ruins—on every corner a gladiator is begging for another century | Susanne Sundfør | The Brothel | 2895 | |
425 | Hold me like a baby that will not fall asleep | Suzanne Vega | Gypsy | 535 | |
426 | You have hands of raining water | Suzanne Vega | Gypsy | 537 | Y |
427 | Today I am a small, blue thing | Suzanne Vega | Small Blue Thing | 59 | |
428 | I've swallowed a secret, burning thread: it cuts me inside, and often I've bled | Suzanne Vega | The Queen and the Soldier | 1899 | |
429 | Your highness, your ways are very strange | Suzanne Vega | The Queen and the Soldier | 1901 | |
430 | Animals think they're pretty smart: shit on the ground, see in the dark | Talking Heads | Animals | 1493 | |
431 | They say animals don't worry, (...) they have untroubled lives, they think everything's nice | Talking Heads | Animals | 1497 | |
432 | I could be right, I could be wrong, I feel nice when I sing this song | Talking Heads | Pull Up the Roots | 93 | |
433 | I've been (...) planting flowers where you'll never find my bones | Tanya Donelly | My Life As a Ghost | 120 | |
434 | Decide what to be and go be it | The Avett Brothers | Head Full of Doubt, Road Full of Promise | 86 | |
435 | Load the car and write the note. (...) Tell the ones that need to know: we are headed north. | The Avett Brothers | I and Love and You | 1102 | |
436 | All your life, you were only waiting for this moment to arise | The Beatles | Blackbird | 61 | |
437 | Eleanor Rigby picks up the rice in the church where a wedding has been | The Beatles | Eleanor Rigby | 749 | |
438 | All the lonely people, where do they all come from? | The Beatles | Eleanor Rigby | 751 | |
439 | Little darling, it's been a long, cold, lonely winter | The Beatles | Here Comes the Sun | 1049 | Y |
440 | For Goodness' sake, I've got the hippy hippy shake! | The Beatles | Hippy Hippy Shake | 202 | |
441 | Tomorrow may rain, so I'll follow the sun | The Beatles | I'll Follow the Sun | 551 | Y |
442 | Picture yourself in a boat on a river, with tangerine trees and marmalade skies | The Beatles | Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds | 2022 | |
443 | When it rains and shines, it's just a state of mind | The Beatles | Rain | 1877 | |
444 | You and me baby ain't nothin' but mammals, so let's do it like they do on the Discovery Channel | The Bloodhound Gang | The Bad Touch | 63 | |
445 | I fought the law, and the law won | The Bobby Fuller Four | I Fought the Law | 605 | |
446 | The only thing that I ask: love me mercilessly | The Bravery | Hatefuck | 1606 | |
447 | Now we meet in an abandoned studio, we hear the playback and it seems so long ago... | The Buggles | Video Killed the Radio Star | 1089 | |
448 | Hey Mister Tambourine Man, play a song for me! | The Byrds | Mr. Tambourine Man | 979 | Y |
449 | A charlatan, I will blossom and die | The Charlatans | Blackened Blue Eyes | 660 | |
450 | All I want is to hold you like a dog | The Cure | All I Want | 1967 | |
451 | We fall, but our souls are flying | The Decemberists | We Both Go Down Together | 2020 | |
452 | Hello, I love you. Won't you tell me your name? | The Doors | Hello, I Love You | 503 | |
453 | The killer awoke before dawn, he put his boots on, he took a face from the ancient gallery, and he walked on down the hall | The Doors | The End | 65 | |
454 | You better let somebody love you, before it's too late | The Eagles | Desperado | 2744 | |
455 | Some dance to remember, some dance to forget | The Eagles | Hotel California | 1123 | |
456 | I want to sleep with you in the desert tonight, with a billion stars all around | The Eagles | Peaceful Easy Feeling | 2749 | |
457 | Everyone knows we're strange, so why do you feel ashamed? | The Feeling | Strange | 66 | |
458 | Do you realize that everyone you know someday will die? | The Flaming Lips | Do You Realize?? | 468 | |
459 | Everybody needs two or three friends | The Human League | The Things That Dreams Are Made Of | 2290 | |
460 | Are we human, or are we dancers? | The Killers | Human | 91 | |
461 | Close your eyes, clear your heart ...cut the cord | The Killers | Human | 188 | Y |
462 | There is a drug that cures it all, blocked by the governmental wall. We are the scientists inside the lab, just waiting for the call. | The Last Goodnight | Pictures of You | 70 | |
463 | Now it's 55 years later; we've had the romance of the century | The Magnetic Fields | Papa Was a Rodeo | 381 | |
464 | You took me to your library and kissed me in the stacks | The Magnetic Fields | Swinging London | 2232 | |
465 | Planets crash, world goes nova, sun explodes, all goes black | The Magnetic Fields | Swinging London | 2233 | |
466 | The Pacific Northwest coast holds a place I long to see: an unmarked stretch of beach tied to your memory | The One A.M. Radio | What You Gave Away | 455 | |
467 | Touch me now, because the night belongs to lovers | The Patti Smith Band | Because the Night | 1293 | |
468 | Those picnics in the attic, father playing the violin, as we read to each other dark stories of the North | The Phantom of the Opera | Little Lottie | 2586 | |
469 | The boys of the NYPD choir were singing "Galway Bay," and the bells were ringing out for Christmas Day | The Pogues featuring Kirsty MacColl | Fairytale of New York | 513 | |
470 | You're a bum, you're a punk, you're an old slut on junk! | The Pogues featuring Kirsty MacColl | Fairytale of New York | 2268 | |
471 | They're out there having fun in that warm California sun | The Rivieras | California Sun | 1131 | |
472 | With no loving in our soul and no money in our coats, you can't say we're satisfied. But Angie (...) ...you can't say we never tried. | The Rolling Stones | Angie | 2873 | |
473 | Come on baby, dry your eyes. (...) Ain't it good to be alive? | The Rolling Stones | Angie | 2878 | |
474 | I though you were dinner, but you were the shark | The Rolling Stones | Stealing My Heart | 2324 | |
475 | I shouted out "Who killed the Kennedys?" when, after all, it was you and me | The Rolling Stones | Sympathy for the Devil | 2583 | |
476 | C'mon, let's do some living! | The Rolling Stones | Wild Horses | 393 | |
477 | Despite all my rage I am still just a rat in a cage | The Smashing Pumpkins | Bullet with Butterfly Wings | 193 | Y |
478 | –What do you want? –I want change. | The Smashing Pumpkins | Bullet with Butterfly Wings | 470 | |
479 | I am human and I need to be loved | The Smiths | How Soon Is Now? | 72 | |
480 | Like the girls in suits and those pretty boys, I gave my heart to rock 'n' roll | The Sounds | Rock 'n' Roll | 1590 | |
481 | I stepped into the clubhouse, I had my birthday-suit disguise | The Steve Gibbons Band | Down in the Bunker | 377 | |
482 | Some people call me the Space Cowboy, some call me the Gangster of Love | The Steve Miller Band | The Joker | 542 | |
483 | I'm a street-walking cheetah with a heart full of napalm | The Stooges | Search and Destroy | 73 | Y |
484 | Four thousand men died in the water here | The Tragically Hip | Nautical Disaster | 88 | |
485 | I was in a lifeboat designed for ten, and ten only | The Tragically Hip | Nautical Disaster | 89 | |
486 | Man is tethered, spirit free. What spirit is, man can be. | The Waterboys | Spirit | 870 | |
487 | Left behind everything I knew, all the colors but bone-white and sky-blue | The Weepies | Antarctica | 2915 | |
488 | Guitar, suitcase, and a warm coat, lying in the back of the blue boat, humming a tune... | The Weepies | Gotta Have You | 2861 | |
489 | Open your window and look upon all the kinds of alive you can be | The Weepies | Little Bird | 1659 | |
490 | Old Coyote waits out there, with his grey-brown hair and his three-mile stare | The Weepies | Old Coyote | 1771 | |
491 | It's deep sea diving with no oxygen | The Weepies | Orbiting | 1656 | |
492 | Everybody dies, frustrated and sad, and that is beautiful | They Might Be Giants | Don't Let's Start | 197 | |
493 | I spent the last three years setting myself on fire for you | Third Eye Blind | Dao of St. Paul | 75 | |
494 | It starts to rain. I paddle out on the water, alone. | Third Eye Blind | Motorcycle Drive By | 3085 | |
495 | Just give me a call when you feel better; but you never do | Third Eye Blind | Palm Reader | 3091 | |
496 | I kept your sweater till the scent was gone, (...) but I'm still sniffing | Third Eye Blind | Palm Reader | 3097 | |
497 | Her nose starts to bleed a most beautiful ruby red | Third Eye Blind | Slow Motion | 2774 | |
498 | I shoot smack in my veins—wouldn't you? | Third Eye Blind | Slow Motion | 2777 | |
499 | The air speaks of all we'll never be | Toad the Wet Sprocket | All I Want | 180 | |
500 | I saw something gigantic out on the water | Toad the Wet Sprocket | Butterflies | 198 | |
501 | What is this ice that gathers 'round my heart? | Toad the Wet Sprocket | Dam Would Break | 173 | |
502 | Breathe in waves of doubt (...) You will exhale cinnamon clouds | Toad the Wet Sprocket | Little Heaven | 76 | |
503 | Flesh becomes water, wood becomes bone | Toad the Wet Sprocket | Walk on the Ocean | 691 | |
504 | Take the darkest hour, break it open | Toad the Wet Sprocket | Windmills | 79 | |
505 | An alphabet of hurricanes can't blow this drifter home | Tom McRae | Alphabet of Hurricanes | 138 | |
506 | The train kicks up snow across this cold New Mexico | Tom McRae | Alphabet of Hurricanes | 139 | |
507 | Sunset on the Hudson turns this city into gold | Tom McRae | Alphabet of Hurricanes | 140 | |
508 | Falling feels like flying, until you hit the ground | Tom McRae | Walking 2 Hawaii | 80 | Y |
509 | All the bad boys are standing in the shadows; all the good girls are home with broken hearts | Tom Petty | Free Falling | 1484 | |
510 | It was nearly all summer we sat on your roof | Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers | Even the Losers | 2330 | Y |
511 | You must risk something that matters | Tom Waits | A Little Rain | 81 | |
512 | She climbed into a van with a vagabond, and the last thing she said was "I love you mom" | Tom Waits | A Little Rain | 493 | |
513 | Give my umbrella to the rain dogs, for I am a rain dog, too | Tom Waits | Rain Dogs | 2691 | |
514 | The piano has been drinking—not me | Tom Waits | The Piano Has Been Drinking (Not Me) | 2699 | |
515 | Carbon made only wants to be unmade | Tori Amos | Carbon | 208 | |
516 | I know a cat named Easter, he says "Will you ever learn?" | Tori Amos | Crucify | 419 | |
517 | You told me last night you were a sun now, with your very own devoted satellite | Tori Amos | Doughnut Song | 697 | |
518 | And in the mist, there she rides; castles are burning in my heart | Tori Amos | Girl | 1818 | |
519 | From here no lines are drawn, from here no lands are owned | Tori Amos | I Can't See New York | 2469 | |
520 | You're just so pretty when you're putting the damage on | Tori Amos | Putting the Damage On | 1603 | |
521 | Excuse me, but can I be you for a while? | Tori Amos | Silent All These Years | 407 | |
522 | Baby, don't look up: the sky is falling | Tori Amos | Silent All These Years | 836 | |
523 | He's our commander still: Space Dog | Tori Amos | Space Dog | 1810 | Y |
524 | I'm young again, I'm you again | Tori Amos | Space Dog | 1813 | |
525 | Just another dead fag to you, that's all—just another light missing on a long taxi ride | Tori Amos | Taxi Ride | 2628 | |
526 | Darling, you don't know the power that you have with that tear in your hand | Tori Amos | Tear in Your Hand | 1636 | |
527 | He says: When you gonna make up your mind? When you gonna love you as much as I do? | Tori Amos | Winter | 302 | Y |
528 | All the white horses are still in bed | Tori Amos | Winter | 303 | |
529 | We'll see how brave you are—we'll see how fast you'll be running | Tori Amos | Yes, Anastasia | 1364 | Y |
530 | The wild dogs cry out in the night, as they grow restless longing for some solitary company | Toto | Africa | 613 | |
531 | I had a feeling that I belonged, I had a feeling I could be someone | Tracy Chapman | Fast Car | 1176 | |
532 | You will do and say anything to make your everyday life seem less mundane | Tracy Chapman | Telling Stories | 1167 | |
533 | Can you imagine no first dance, freeze-dried romance? | Train | Drops of Jupiter (Tell Me) | 151 | |
534 | She doesn't own a dress, her hair is always a mess (...) she's beautiful | Train | Meet Virginia | 633 | |
535 | She only drinks coffee at midnight, when the moment is not right—her timing is quite... unusual | Train | Meet Virginia | 636 | |
536 | The heart is a bloom, shoots up through the stony ground | U2 | Beautiful Day | 185 | |
537 | A man will rise, a man will fall, from the sheer face of love, like a fly from a wall | U2 | The Fly | 83 | |
538 | We kiss underneath the searchlights | Underworld | Underneath the Radar | 1769 | |
539 | Let the walls around me burn, light up the hillside | Vertical Horizon | Forever | 84 | |
540 | I'm craving a darkness as I sit tucked away with my back to the wall | Vienna Teng | Drought | 245 | |
541 | I'll see you all on the other side, after I am a different man with different eyes | Vienna Teng | Goodnight New York | 2941 | |
542 | Goodnight, you canyons of steel and light | Vienna Teng | Goodnight New York | 2942 | |
543 | Cold winter, sink your teeth in me; June sun, beat me blind | Vienna Teng | Goodnight New York | 2953 | |
544 | Good morning, lover, give me your hand: today begins, and it's all that we have | Vienna Teng | Goodnight New York | 2956 | |
545 | These are the scars that words have carved on me | Vienna Teng | Gravity | 242 | |
546 | I am a constant satellite of your blazing sun | Vienna Teng | Gravity | 1515 | |
547 | Worldmaker, (...) build all my wildest dreams | Vienna Teng featuring Glen Phillips | Landsailor | 2966 | |
548 | When the Sun burns out (...) who will be there to remember who we were? | VNV Nation | Further | 218 | |
549 | She said: (...) "I'm just a teenage dirtbag, baby, like you" | Wheatus | Teenage Dirtbag | 1254 |