Not exactly great poetry, but I really like these lines from "Them Kids" by Sam Roberts: We're under pressure to reconcile Our point of view with contemporary style It used to be that the kids were the ones who knew how to get off It was a yell from the swamp, now it's only coming out as a cough I can't sell my songs so I'm gonna have to give them away I can't sell myself since my hair started turning to grey Ah, the Smiths....naughty Mr. Speaking of lyrics of somewhat ill repute, another Crackerism from the song Teen Angst:"What the world needs now, is a new Frank Sinatra, so I can..you in bed."From the Love and Rockets album Express, the song "American Dream":"We all stand next to Jesus `cause to Satan we're both the same".
Prince Love em, hug em, leave em..I don't fu ck in need them..... (cuz at the time that's just how i felt about men...funny they liked me more back then... Close your eyes and let music set you free.-Music of the Night, Andrew Lloyd Webber But I don’t know what I want.-I Caught Myself, Paramore I’m gonna find someone someday who might actually treat me well.-White Horse, Taylor Swift She wears short skirts, I wear T-shirts. You could try Williams and Watson cheery little take; "You can get back up on the shelf, I can live cheaper by myself, Dont need no woman to help me starve to death, Can ya dig it........huh" Should you not have reached these depths, I suggest Massive attack; "And though you want to live yourself, Could you forgive yourself, If youleft her here, Just the way you found her, I'll stand in front of you, Take the force of the blows, Protection"The beautiful ones always smash the picture...always everytime...... With a REbel yell..cried more more more ....main man Billy Idol.those are the first ones that came to mind What do you mean,"I hurt your feelings"? I still feel alone.-Home, Blake Shelton Close your eyes for your eyes will only tell the truth, and the truth isn’t what you want to see. And I need something more, to keep on breathing for, so give me something to believe.-Believe, The Bravery And I’m surrounded by a million people. ’cause I wonder where you are And I wonder what you do Are you somewhere feeling lonely? Tell me how to win your heart For I haven’t got a clue But let me start by saying I love you Now I can excuse the open as gaga fantasy/daydreaming and even overlook its stalker-like creepiness for a second.) Artistic license aside (because I believe it’s okay for musicians and poets to be more, let’s say, ardent in art than in life), a good way to translate this sentiment for everyday use would be, “Hello! I’d love to get to know you better.” A bit more prosaic, perhaps, but a lot less stalker-y.