Bruce Springsteen
Life By Lyrics
Nov/08/2006
- From "Beth" by Kiss
No doubt there are far sillier reasons for getting into a knock-down, drag-out fist fight with one's roommate than a disagreement over the historical significance of Cheap Trick versus Kiss, but as I sit here now with a cold flank steak pressed against my rapidly expanding eyelid I must admit that I cannot think of any.
Not a goddamn one.
Then again, I don't care how much a bloody scrap with Bottomfeeder might upset the already-fragile balance of our precarious living arrangement, when a guy starts bad-mouthing the vocal stylings of Mr. Peter Criss, well, that's when This Guy starts throwing haymakers. And in case you're wondering how the battle panned out, let's just say poor Bottomfeeder is in the emergency room at this very moment having a collector's edition vinyl copy of Cheap Trick's Live at Budokan surgically removed from his small intestine.
Hey, I'm from Philly -- we fight dirty.
But the whole ordeal got me thinking. Then it got me writing. Ultimately, it led us to this point: In no particular order, I present my perfunctorily thrown-together list of "The 11 Most Profoundly Ass-Kicking Classic Rock Lyrics of All Time," along with some personal reflections ... as if I could have any other kind of reflection, jackass. Oops, there I go arguing with myself again. Damn! Perhaps I have a concussion. What? Okay, yeah, here goes ...
1) "I woke up this morning and got myself a beer/ The future's uncertain and the end is always near."
Jim Morrison died young and left a beautiful corpse, along with some classic honky-tonk rockers -- none down-and-dirtier than "Roadhouse Blues," a song that speaks to anyone who's ever gleefully tied one on, strapped one on, or just plain got it on in the kinds of places and with the sort of sordid characters they dared not tell you about in Sunday School.To read the rest click here...
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