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Top 10 most Colorful, Or Bold, or Poetic opening lyrics in rock or pop
1. "There must be some way outta here said the joker to the thief..."
All Along the Watchtower, Dylan, Hendrix

2. "I was born on the river, in a little tent..."
A Change Is Gonna Come, Sam Cook

3. "In a white room with black curtains at the station..."
White Room, Cream

4. " Irish Rose in her father's clothes trolls men's pockets lifting their lockets..."
Irish Rose, Steve April (yeah, and thank you Bryon for the organ part from heaven/hell, and mark's guitar also colorful. )))

5. "I see a red door and I want it painted black..."
Paint It Black, Rolling Stones

6. Here come ol flattop, he come grooving' up slowly...
Come Together, the Beatles (John Lennon)

7. There is a house in New Orleans they call the Rising Sun...
House of the Rising Sun, the Animals

8. Once upon a time you dressed so fine, threw the bums a dime, in your prime, didn't you?
Like A Rolling Stone, Dylan

9. Gettin' born in the state of Mississippi/papa was a copper and mama was a hippie...
Red Hot chili peppers

10. We're Sgt. Pepper's Lonely hearts club band...
the Beatles, Sgt. Pepper

all imhv, humbly,

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9/27/2018 11:48:02 PM

Here's one of my favorites by Nirvana

Teenage angst has paid off well, now I'm bored and old

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Francesca Tamellini

9/28/2018 6:04:24 AM

wow - so there have not been any woorthwhile opening lines since 1968! What happened?

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Hop On Pop

9/28/2018 7:13:29 AM ---- Updated 9/28/2018 7:15:36 AM

"Jesus Christ died for somebody's sins, but not mine..."
Gloria, Patti Smith

"I remember how the darkness doubled"
Marquee Moon, Television

"I was saying, 'Get me outta here,' before I was even born. It's such a gamble when you get a face."
Blank Generation, Richard Hell

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9/28/2018 8:43:29 AM

Francesca, mine was from 1993. :)

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Hop On Pop

9/28/2018 9:00:11 AM

"And the first one tore a picture of a dead and hanging man..."
Song Against Sex, Neutral Milk Hotel

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Bryon Tosoff

9/28/2018 11:21:16 AM

I do like this one, and the tunage, great listening, for me anyways

REBORN
KIDS SEE GHOSTS, Kanye West & Kid Cudi –

I'm so—I’m so reborn, I'm movin' forward
Keep movin’ forward, keep movin' forward
Ain't no stress on me Lord, I'm movin' forward
Keep movin' forward, keep movin' forward

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Larree

9/28/2018 11:27:26 AM ---- Updated 9/28/2018 11:28:12 AM

"We can share the women,
we can share the wine,
We can share what we got of yours
'cause we've done shared all of mine."
Jack Straw - Grateful Dead
written by Bob Weir and Robert Hunter 1971

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Larree

9/28/2018 11:32:07 AM

But seriously... this.

You will not be able to stay home, brother
You will not be able to plug in, turn on and drop out
You will not be able to lose yourself on skag and skip
Skip out for beer during commercials
Because the revolution will not be televised
The revolution will not be televised
The revolution will not be brought to you by Xerox
In 4 parts without commercial interruption
The revolution will not show you pictures of Nixon
Blowing a bugle and leading a charge by John Mitchell
General Abrams and Spiro Agnew to eat
Hog maws confiscated from a Harlem sanctuary
The revolution will not be televised
The revolution will be brought to you by the Schaefer Award Theatre and
will not star Natalie Wood and Steve McQueen or Bullwinkle and Julia
The revolution will not give your mouth sex appeal
The revolution will not get rid of the nubs
The revolution will not make you look five pounds
Thinner, because The revolution will not be televised, Brother
There will be no pictures of you and Willie Mays
Pushing that cart down the block on the dead run
Or trying to slide that color television into a stolen ambulance
NBC will not predict the winner at 8:32or the count from 29 districts
The revolution will not be televised
There will be no pictures of pigs shooting down
Brothers in the instant replay
There will be no pictures of young being
Run out of Harlem on a rail with a brand new process
There will be no slow motion or still life of
Roy Wilkens strolling through Watts in a red, black and
Green liberation jumpsuit that he had been saving
For just the right occasion
Green Acres, The Beverly Hillbillies, and
Hooterville Junction will no longer be so damned relevant
and Women will not care if Dick finally gets down with
Jane on Search for Tomorrow because Black people
will be in the street looking for a brighter day
The revolution will not be televised
There will be no highlights on the eleven o'clock News
and no pictures of hairy armed women Liberationists and
Jackie Onassis blowing her nose
The theme song will not be written by Jim Webb, Francis Scott Key
nor sung by Glen Campbell, Tom Jones, Johnny Cash
Englebert Humperdink, or the Rare Earth
The revolution will not be televised
The revolution will not be right back after a message
About a whitetornado, white lightning, or white people
You will not have to worry about a germ on your Bedroom
a tiger in your tank, or the giant in your toilet bowl
The revolution will not go better with Coke
The revolution will not fight the germs that cause bad breath
The revolution WILL put you in the driver's seat
The revolution will not be televised
WILL not be televised, WILL NOT BE TELEVISED
The revolution will be no re-run brothers
The revolution will be live

Gil Scott-Heron 1970

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Larree

9/28/2018 11:36:49 AM

... and this.

Your name is big brother
You say that you're watching me on the tele,
Seeing me go nowhere,
Your name is big brother,
You say that you're tired of me protesting,
Children dying everyday,
My name is nobody
But I can't wait to see your face inside my door ooh
Your name is big brother
You say that you got me all in your notebook,
Writing it down everyday,
Your name is I'll see ya,
I'll change if you vote me in as a pres,
The President of your soul
I live in the ghetto,
You just come to visit me 'round election time
Da da da da da da,
Da da da da da, do do do, do do
Do do do do do do, do do
I live in the ghetto,
Someday I will move on my feet to the other side,
My name is secluded, we live in a house the size of a matchbox,
Roaches live with us, wall to wall
You've killed all our leaders,
I don't even have to do nothin' to you,
You'll cause your own country to fall

Stevie Wonder 1972

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Bryon Tosoff

9/28/2018 11:56:17 AM

ME AND BOBBY MCGEE, Kris Kristofferson

ICONIC SONG AND KILLER LYRICS. one of my favs

Busted flat in Baton Rouge, headin' for the trains,
Feelin' nearly faded as my jeans.
Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rained,
Took us all the way to New Orleans.
Took my harpoon out of my dirty red bandana
And was blowin' sad while Bobby sang the blues,
With them windshield wipers slappin' time and
Bobby clappin' hands we finally sang up every song
That driver knew.

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TVAC

9/28/2018 3:23:13 PM

I'm a virtual star
I'm a virtual star
hey everybody knows my name but I'm not gettin' too far

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Steve April

9/28/2018 9:45:12 PM

Look forward to a few Top 10 lists, why not, they're fun.

Francesca, a couple of my Top 10 are from the fifties and one's from the 90s, RHCP, anyway, like you, I could prob'ly do an auxiliary Top 10.

Where are your Top 10, grace us w your view? (I listen to much current music, but interestingly, guess I was imprinted in my youth, havin' said that listen to current music more than oldies these days, I find it refreshing, a new generationLol...)

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Bob Elliott

10/1/2018 8:35:06 PM

I’ve always liked that Nirvana Scott quited and the Patti Smith thing Hop quited. Those are pretty tight.

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