a broom is drearily sweeping
up the broken pieces of yesterday's life
somewhere a queen is weeping
somewhere a king has no wife

@rookie54 said
a broom is drearily sweeping
up the broken pieces of yesterday's life
somewhere a queen is weeping
somewhere a king has no wife

@chaney3 said
"I saw a werewolf with a Chinese menu in his hand, walking through the streets of Soho in the rain".

Warren Zevon, Werewolves of London.

@rookie54 said
did you know that werewolves are dark-skinned?
some are black
black as night
as black as the soul of a gravity well at midnight
and they're all looking for a place called lee ho fooks
because
beef chow mein

which is also black

@rookie54 said
a broom is drearily sweeping
up the broken pieces of yesterday's life
somewhere a queen is weeping
somewhere a king has no wife

C'mon bozos.
Give me a song.

@very-rusty said
The American Anthem has several good lines in it.

-VR

@chaney3 said
C'mon bozos.
Give me a song.

@WOLFE63

My country tis of thy people we're dying.

Buffy Ste. Marie.

Nothin ain't worth nothin, but it's free....

Kris Kristofferson

I shot the sheriff, but I didn't shoot the deputy....

Bob Marley.

I was a free man in Paris, I felt unfettered and alive,
nobody calling me up for favors, nobody's future to decide,
I'd go back there tomorrow but for this work I've taken on,
stoking the star maker machinery behind the popular song.

Joni Mitchell.

This is a great couplet from a Robbie Williams song (Strong), which I just wish I had written

'In the morning, when I wake up
I look like 'Kiss', but without the make up
And that's a great line to take it to the bridge'

And it is, and it does

i could change my life to better suit your mood

@rookie54

Smooth...Santana with Rob Thomas

Good choice

“Take a sad song and make it better”
More Beatles

“All we need is just a little patience”
Who would have thought that Guns and Roses would have a pandemic anthem.

well i'm not dumb
but i can't understand
why she walked like a woman
and talked like a man
oh, my lola

You keep coming back like a song,
A song that keeps saying, "Remember."
The sweet used-to-be that was once you and me
Keeps coming back like an old melody.
The perfume of roses in May
returns to my room in December.
From out of the past, where forgotten things belong,
You keep coming back like a song.

~ Irving Berlin