songs that remind you of 'Firefly'
POSTED BY: jedinerd7
UPDATED: Wednesday, December 6, 2006 19:32
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"The Greatest Shindig of the World" by Radiohead (When they were called On A Friday).
I think it's mostly the title. The lyrics comes close to making me think of "Shindig".
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On Garth Brooks, "Sevens" album there is a song called "Belleau Wood". It reminds me of the episode with the war tale of the exploding fruit (before the fruit was thrown over). It's a song about the brief truce during WW1 between soldiers in battle. How for one moment on Christmas they were just people before going back to killing each other. Elaine
Please! Nobody died last time!
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Good pic. I almost forgot about that song. Sad thing about Belleau Wood, it was a santuary/reserve before it was flattened.
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Originally posted by Luvrhino:
Renegade by Warren Zevon (from the CD "Mr. Bad Example)sounds like it was written at Serenity Valley, do yourself a favor, find a copy of this song!!!!!
I like that one, too--in fact, I did a video based on it:
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"Son of a Son of a Sailor" by Jimmy Buffett
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Been a while since someone posted on this thread, so I thought I'd bring it back.
I was listening to my music doing heat transfer homework and I think it hit me for the first time...U2's "The Wanderer" is all about Book. Before some of you go "Oh, he's just this crazy U2 fan," it's sung by Johnny Cash. It is the last song from the album Zooropa and I've posted the lyrics below.
The Wanderer
I went out walking through streets paved with gold
Lifted some stones, saw the skin and bones
Of a city without a soul
I went out walking under an atomic sky
Where the ground won't turn and the rain it burns
Like the tears when I said goodbye.
Yeah, I went with nothing, nothing but the thought of you.
I went wandering.
I went drifting through the capitals of tin
Where men can't walk or freely talk
And sons turn their fathers in.
I stopped outside a church house
Where the citizens like to sit.
They say they want the kingdom
But they don't want God in it.
I went out riding down that old eight-lane
I passed a thousand signs looking for my own name.
I went with nothing but the thought you'd be there too,
Looking for you.
I went out there in search of experience
To taste and to touch and to feel as much
As a man can before he repents.
I went out searching, looking for one good man
A spirit who would not bend or break
Who would sit at his father's right hand.
I went out walking with a bible and a gun
The word of God lay heavy on my heart
I was sure I was the one.
Now Jesus, don't you wait up, Jesus I'll be home soon.
Yeah, I went out for the papers, told her I'd be back by noon.
Yeah, I left with nothing but the thought you'd be there too
Looking for you.
Yeah, I went with nothing, nothing but the thought of you.
I went wandering.
"All I got is a red guitar, three chords, and the truth...the rest is up to you"
--Bono
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It's my Life - Bon Jovi
"This is for the ones who stood their ground, for Tomy and Gina who never backed down."
Scar - Missy Higgins (sort of, talks about going your own way)
Perfect Time of Day - Howie Day (tells you basically to seize the moment)
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Goodbye To You by Michelle Branch
Goodbye My Lover by James Blunt
Everything I Do by Bryan Adams
She Likes Me For Me by Blessed Union Of Souls
These are just some among the many....guess i'm just obsessed...is that a bad thing?
" gettin' awful crowded in my sky "
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I Will Remember You - Sarah McLachlan (It just makes me think of the series as a whole--I just never want to forget it.)
Thank Universal for airing Firefly in HD at
http://universalhd.com/Firefly/
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Here's one for you. Many thanks to Johnny Cash.
A Boy Named Jayne
My daddy left home when I was three
And he didn't leave much to Ma and me
Just this old guitar and an empty sack of grain.
Now, I don't blame him cause he run and hid
But the meanest thing that he ever did
Was before he left, he went and named me 'Jayne.'
Well, he must o' thought that is was quite a joke
And it got a lot of laughs from a' lots of folk,
It seems I had to fight my whole life to gain.
Some gal would giggle and I'd get red
And some guy'd laugh and I'd bust his head,
I tell ya, life ain't easy for a boy named ‘Jayne.'
Well, I grew up quick and I grew up mean,
My fist got hard and my wits got keen,
I'd roam from town to town to hide my shame.
But I made me a vow to the moon and stars
That I'd search the honky-tonks and bars
And kill that man that give me that awful name.
Well, it was Persophone in mid-July
And I just hit town and my throat was dry,
I thought I'd stop and have myself a dame.
At an old saloon on a street of mud,
There at a table, dealing stud,
Sat the dirty, mangy dog that named me 'Jayne.'
Well, I knew that snake was my own sweet dad
From a worn-out picture that my mother'd had,
And I knew that scar on his cheek and his evil eye.
He was big and bent and gray and old,
And I looked at him and my blood ran cold
And I said: "My name is 'Jayne!' how do you do! Now you gonna die!"
Well, I hit him hard right between the eyes
And he went down but, to my surprise,
He come up with a knife and cut off a piece of my ear.
But I busted a chair right across his teeth
And we crashed through the wall and into the street
Kicking and a' gouging in the mud and the blood and the beer.
I tell ya, I've fought tougher men
But I really can't remember when,
He kicked like a mule and he bit like a crocodile.
I heard him laugh and then I heard him cuss,
He went for his gun and I pulled mine first,
He stood there lookin' at me and I saw him smile.
And he said: "Son, this world is rough
And if a man's gonna make it, he's gotta be tough
And I know I wouldn't be there to help ya along.
So I give ya that name and I said good-bye
I knew you'd have to get tough or die
And it's that name that helped to make you strong."
He said: 'Now you just fought one hell of a fight
And I know you hate me, and you got the right
To kill me now, and I wouldn't blame you if you do.
But ya ought to thank me, before I die,
For the gravel in ya guts and the spit in ya eye
Cause I'm the son-of-a-bitch that named you 'Jayne'.'
I got all choked up and I threw down my gun
And I called him my pa, and he called me his son,
And I come away with a different point of view.
And I think about him, now and then,
Every time I try and every time I win,
And if I ever have a son, I think I'm gonna name him
Bill or George! Anything but Jayne! I still hate that name!
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For every battle honour, a thousand heroes die along, unremembered and unsung...
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