The Wallflowers — Love Is A Country
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No there won't be an ambush anytime soon
If the birds are returning, it's safe enough to say that much is true
In the desert that borders between me and you
Where more than a few good men have failed to come back or get through
The only things living around here don't wanna talk
And the wine isn't working, the vacancy signs are off
The hardships of marching they've only just begun
Now love is a country better crossed when you're young
I'm staring in the window of a moving train
That looks almost human, she barrels down the tracks and comes my way
This no good dog of mine's the heart of a stray
Is down in the ditch lights before I've even a chance to call his name
I'm watching the clouds overwhelming the evening sun
It's just after lightning and before thunder comes
When nothing really happens and suddenly then it does
Now love is a country better served with someone
I remember the evening you last came home
It was warm as the devil sat back up with his boots put back on
He said you never get boring, you keep me young
There's more work than ever and still only one of me to get it done
Now her ring's on the seat riding shotgun next to my hat
With her name on the window, fog settles down on the glass
Nowhere in the middle of somewhere that has no past
Now love is a country you leave and not welcome back
You leave and not welcome back
Love is a country that won't be overcome
That won't be overcome
If the birds are returning, it's safe enough to say that much is true
In the desert that borders between me and you
Where more than a few good men have failed to come back or get through
The only things living around here don't wanna talk
And the wine isn't working, the vacancy signs are off
The hardships of marching they've only just begun
Now love is a country better crossed when you're young
I'm staring in the window of a moving train
That looks almost human, she barrels down the tracks and comes my way
This no good dog of mine's the heart of a stray
Is down in the ditch lights before I've even a chance to call his name
I'm watching the clouds overwhelming the evening sun
It's just after lightning and before thunder comes
When nothing really happens and suddenly then it does
Now love is a country better served with someone
I remember the evening you last came home
It was warm as the devil sat back up with his boots put back on
He said you never get boring, you keep me young
There's more work than ever and still only one of me to get it done
Now her ring's on the seat riding shotgun next to my hat
With her name on the window, fog settles down on the glass
Nowhere in the middle of somewhere that has no past
Now love is a country you leave and not welcome back
You leave and not welcome back
Love is a country that won't be overcome
That won't be overcome
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Damn fine song.
Play something off the new album ("Exit Wounds"). There's some good material there. Try "I Hear the Ocean." Good gig at the Fillmore last month
rdo wrote:
I have always liked this band....
I have never liked this band...
I have always liked this band....
rdo wrote:
I'll alert the media.
I have never liked this band...
I'll alert the media.
rdo wrote:
Love is a PSD button.
This is scaring the hell out of terrible.
I have never liked this band...
Love is a PSD button.
This is scaring the hell out of terrible.
rdo wrote:
That certainly does recommend them...
I have never liked this band...
That certainly does recommend them...
Bland....He just never found his passion, or discovered how to put it into music...too bad.
Lazarus wrote:
... excellent example also Mr. Laz. So after all this scientific scrutiny we've put ourselves through, I think we can safely say that love is how the particular individual percieves it.
This is from "I Slipped, I Stumbled, I Fell," a song sung by my father Elvis Presley in the 1961 movie called Wild in the Country—
I look at you and wham, I'm head over heels.
I guess that love is a banana peel.
I feel so bad and yet I'm feeling so well.
I slipped, I stumbled, I fell.
... excellent example also Mr. Laz. So after all this scientific scrutiny we've put ourselves through, I think we can safely say that love is how the particular individual percieves it.
drivingunit103 wrote:
...Pat thinks "Love is a Battlefield"
This is from "I Slipped, I Stumbled, I Fell," a song sung by my father Elvis Presley in the 1961 movie called Wild in the Country—
I look at you and wham, I'm head over heels.
I guess that love is a banana peel.
I feel so bad and yet I'm feeling so well.
I slipped, I stumbled, I fell.
I like it.
How cute...a father/son segue
mccuff wrote:
No bad songs on this underrated album. Nice to hear!
No bad songs on this underrated album. Nice to hear!
I have never liked this band...
I second that, paultron!!
paultron wrote:
paultron wrote:
i rather enjoyed that, nice work jacob!
I thought the rest of this album left a lot to be desired, not in typical Wallflowers fashion as they normally release albums of #1 hits front to back, but this song is great and reminds me of their older stuff.
h8rhater wrote:
I think J. Geils said it best.
"...love is a country better crossed when you're young..
...her ring's on the seat riding shotgun next to my hat..
..Now love is a country you leave and not welcome back.."
they might be saying the same thing
I think J. Geils said it best.
...her ring's on the seat riding shotgun next to my hat..
..Now love is a country you leave and not welcome back.."
they might be saying the same thing
Aud wrote:
Joan says love is just a 4 letter word
I think J. Geils said it best.
Joan says love is just a 4 letter word
I think J. Geils said it best.
drivingunit103 wrote:
...Pat thinks "Love is a Battlefield"
Joan says love is just a 4 letter word
...Pat thinks "Love is a Battlefield"
Joan says love is just a 4 letter word
Most of their songs remain the same!
Lazarus wrote:
...Pat thinks "Love is a Battlefield"
...Pat thinks "Love is a Battlefield"
Lazarus wrote:
We are all strangers in a strange land.
We are all strangers in a strange land.
I like this the more I hear it.
I like it, regardless of how many strings the bass has. ; )
enkay wrote:
Lazarus wrote:
Great holy smoking doggies this song is horrific... here comes the big Sucko-barfo rating...
first, the muzak sux... the bass guitar sounds like it has only one string, with only three frets...
second, the lyrics are nothing but a disjointed list of unconnected, abstract imagines... in fact, some of them are contradictory— the elemental images listed with no genuine purpose include "the desert", "clouds", "lightning", "thunder", and "fog"... now how many clouds are found around a desert? How much fog is at that there desert? How 'bout none? Such is an absurd blend of consequently meaningless elemental images...
and that is just one example of disjointed nouns— more abound...
everybody in my church thinks this song is putrid butt mud...
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Well you know there Lazarus, whilst I wouldn't necessarily disagree with your assessment of the music, I feel duty bound to pick a meteorological fight with you about deserts. It's not all mirages and scorpions you know...
Coming back to Radioparadise each time I get online and reading this exchange of remarks, ...this is wit! As for the music, I think I spent more time laughing than listening to it Great holy smoking doggies this song is horrific... here comes the big Sucko-barfo rating...
first, the muzak sux... the bass guitar sounds like it has only one string, with only three frets...
second, the lyrics are nothing but a disjointed list of unconnected, abstract imagines... in fact, some of them are contradictory— the elemental images listed with no genuine purpose include "the desert", "clouds", "lightning", "thunder", and "fog"... now how many clouds are found around a desert? How much fog is at that there desert? How 'bout none? Such is an absurd blend of consequently meaningless elemental images...
and that is just one example of disjointed nouns— more abound...
everybody in my church thinks this song is putrid butt mud...
(lame image deleted)
Well you know there Lazarus, whilst I wouldn't necessarily disagree with your assessment of the music, I feel duty bound to pick a meteorological fight with you about deserts. It's not all mirages and scorpions you know...
Lazarus wrote:
mumble mumble mumble...
OK. You had your say.
mumble mumble mumble...
OK. You had your say.
mumble mumble mumble...
Lazarus wrote:
Great holy smoking doggies this song is horrific... here comes the big Sucko-barfo rating...
first, the muzak sux... the bass guitar sounds like it has only one string, with only three frets...
second, the lyrics are nothing but a disjointed list of unconnected, abstract imagines... in fact, some of them are contradictory— the elemental images listed with no genuine purpose include "the desert", "clouds", "lightning", "thunder", and "fog"... now how many clouds are found around a desert? How much fog is at that there desert? How 'bout none? Such is an absurd blend of consequently meaningless elemental images...
and that is just one example of disjointed nouns— more abound...
everybody in my church thinks this song is putrid butt mud...
Well you know there Lazarus, whilst I wouldn't necessarily disagree with your assessment of the music, I feel duty bound to pick a meteorological fight with you about deserts. It's not all mirages and scorpions you know...
Great holy smoking doggies this song is horrific... here comes the big Sucko-barfo rating...
first, the muzak sux... the bass guitar sounds like it has only one string, with only three frets...
second, the lyrics are nothing but a disjointed list of unconnected, abstract imagines... in fact, some of them are contradictory— the elemental images listed with no genuine purpose include "the desert", "clouds", "lightning", "thunder", and "fog"... now how many clouds are found around a desert? How much fog is at that there desert? How 'bout none? Such is an absurd blend of consequently meaningless elemental images...
and that is just one example of disjointed nouns— more abound...
everybody in my church thinks this song is putrid butt mud...
Well you know there Lazarus, whilst I wouldn't necessarily disagree with your assessment of the music, I feel duty bound to pick a meteorological fight with you about deserts. It's not all mirages and scorpions you know...
Lazarus wrote:
Great holy smoking doggies this song is horrific... here comes the big Sucko-barfo rating...
first, the muzak sux... the bass guitar sounds like it has only one string, with only three frets...
second, the lyrics are nothing but a disjointed list of unconnected, abstract imagines... in fact, some of them are contradictory— the elemental images listed with no genuine purpose include "the desert", "clouds", "lightning", "thunder", and "fog"... now how many clouds are found around a desert? How much fog is at that there desert? How 'bout none? Such is an absurd blend of consequently meaningless elemental images...
and that is just one example of disjointed nouns— more abound...
everybody in my church thinks this song is putrid butt mud...
Huh? Don't like the song? Then, why don't you just spit it out and say so?
Great holy smoking doggies this song is horrific... here comes the big Sucko-barfo rating...
first, the muzak sux... the bass guitar sounds like it has only one string, with only three frets...
second, the lyrics are nothing but a disjointed list of unconnected, abstract imagines... in fact, some of them are contradictory— the elemental images listed with no genuine purpose include "the desert", "clouds", "lightning", "thunder", and "fog"... now how many clouds are found around a desert? How much fog is at that there desert? How 'bout none? Such is an absurd blend of consequently meaningless elemental images...
and that is just one example of disjointed nouns— more abound...
everybody in my church thinks this song is putrid butt mud...
Huh? Don't like the song? Then, why don't you just spit it out and say so?
Great holy smoking doggies this song is horrific... here comes the big Sucko-barfo rating...
first, the muzak sux... the bass guitar sounds like it has only one string, with only three frets...
second, the lyrics are nothing but a disjointed list of unconnected, abstract imagines... in fact, some of them are contradictory— the elemental images listed with no genuine purpose include "the desert", "clouds", "lightning", "thunder", and "fog"... now how many clouds are found around a desert? How much fog is at that there desert? How 'bout none? Such is an absurd blend of consequently meaningless elemental images...
and that is just one example of disjointed nouns— more abound...
everybody in my church thinks this song is putrid butt mud...
Always liked these guys... downloaded several of these songs last week. Really like this one, Constellation Blues is quite good also.
He has a distinctive voice - shame the material isn't as strong....
I like the Wallflowers, but they sure don't have much variety in their songs, do they?
i rather enjoyed that, nice work jacob!
Thought from the opening bars it was New Order (perhaps the track 'Regret'?). Agreed... just 'meh'. Some of the Wallflowers material is good though.
One of the better songs I heard from them in while!
Meh. Not good, not bad. Just meh.