What's your favorite lyric from a song?


Just curious what stays with people...
arthursmuck
"I was sitting home alone one night in L.A.
Watching old Cronkite on the seven o'clock news
It seems there was an earthquake that
Left nothing but a Panama hat
And a pair of old Greek shoes
Didn't seem like much was happening
So I turned it off and went to grab another beer
Seems like every time you turn around
There's another hard-luck story that you're gonna hear
And there's really nothing anyone can say
And I never did plan to go anyway
To Black Diamond Bay"

Lyrics: Bob Dylan - Black Diamond Bay from Desire

Not to step on your post, bdp.  Couldn't resist posting based on the (slight) similarity.  Never heard the Iris Dement tune.  Guessing it conveys a less jaded attitude than what Bob conveys.   
ghosthouse, I’ve long been intrigued by the subject of the genesis of songs, not possessing that gift and talent myself. I’m sure Iris has heard "Black Diamond Bay", but she didn’t write "No Time To Cry" until almost twenty years after that song came out. The songs share the TV news theme, but the sentiment of the two is very different. Both great songwriters!
bdp24 - 

When the Muse chooses to visit or the Spirit move, is a mysterious thing.
Seeds planted and forgotten for years come to life.  
Or in other words, “Talent borrows. Genius Steals!” Something Dylan himself understood only too well. Talking of Bob,

The guilty undertaker sighs
The lonesome organ grinder cries
The silver saxophones say I should refuse you
The cracked bells and washed-out horns
Blow into my face with scorn, but it’s
Not that way, I wasn’t born to lose you

I want you
I want you
I want you, so bad
Honey, I want you

The drunken politician leaps
Upon the street where mothers weep
And the saviors who are fast asleep, they wait for you
And I wait for them to interrupt
Me drinkin’ from my broken cup
And ask me to open up the gate for you

I want you
I want you
Yes I want you, so bad
Honey, I want you

How all my fathers, they’ve gone down
True love they’ve been without it
But all their daughters put me down
’Cause I don’t think about it
Well, I return to the Queen of Spades
And talk with my chambermaid
She knows that I’m not afraid to look at her
She is good to me and there’s
Nothing she doesn’t see
She knows where I’d like to be but it doesn’t matter

I want you
I want you
Yes I want you, so bad
Honey, I want you

Now your dancing child with his Chinese suit he
Spoke to me, I took his flute
No, I wasn’t very cute to him, was I?
But I did it, because he lied and
Because he took you for a ride
And because time was on his side and
Because

I w
ant you
I want you
Yes I want you, so bad
Honey, I want you