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Top 5 Leonard Cohen song?

Just getting over the fact that people like the Buckley version which was actually stolen from the John Cale version, but Buckley got credit for it because he jumped into the Mississippi with his boots on and drowned, the daft cunt.

Thankfully both Cale and Cohen don't jump into rivers with boots on and still tour, though both are actually living legends, like Whitman, which Buckley never managed; he became a legend for his stupidity.

Joan of Arc

Famous Blue Raincoat

Avalanche

Stories of the Street

Who by Fire
 
"Don't Go Home With Your Hard-On"

I was born in a beauty salon
My father was a dresser of hair
My mother was a girl you could call on
When you called she was always there
When you called she was always there
When you called she was always there
When you called she was always there
When you called she was always there

Ah but don't go home with your hard-on
It will only drive you insane
You can't shake it (or break it) with your Motown
You can't melt it down in the rain

You can't melt it down in the rain
You can't melt it down in the rain
You can't melt it down in the rain

I've looked behind all of the faces
That smile you down to you knees
And the lips that say, Come on, taste us
And when you try to they make you say Please

When you try to they make you say Please
When you try to they make you say Please
When you try to they make you say Please
When you try to they make you say Please

Ah but don't go home with your hard-on ...

Here come's your bride with her veil on
Approach her, you wretch, if you dare
Approach her, you ape with your tail on
Once you have her she'll always be there

Once you have her she'll always be there
Once you have her she'll always be there
Once you have her she'll always be there
Once you have her she'll always be there

Ah but don't go home with your hard-on ...

So I work in that same beauty salon
I'm chained to the old masquerade
The lipstick, the shadow, the silicone
I follow my father's trade

I follow my father's trade
Yes I follow my father's trade
Yes I follow my father's trade
Yes I follow my father's trade

Ah but don't go home with your hard-on
It will only drive you insane
You can't shake it (or break it) with your Motown
You can't melt it down in the rain
You can't melt it down in the rain
You can't melt it down in the rain
You can't melt it down in the rain
You can't melt it down in the rain
You can't melt it down in the rain
You can't melt it down in the rain
You can't melt it down in the rain
You can't melt it down in the rain

is good. Also, Boogie Street, Dance me to the end of love, Closing time, all of them really. Genius.
 
Un Canadien Errant (A wandering Canadian,)
Banni de ses foyers, (banned from his hearths,)
Parcourait en pleurant (travelled while crying)
Des pays etrangers. (in foreign lands.)
Parcourait en pleurant (travelled while crying)
Des pays etrangers. (in foreign lands.)
Un jour, triste et pensif, (One day, sad and pensive,)
Assis au bord des flots, (sitting by the flowing waters,)
Au courant fugitif (to the fleeing current)
Il adressa ces mots: (he addressed these words: )
Au courant fugitif (to the fleeing current)
Il adressa ces mots: (he addressed these words: )

"Si tu vois mon pays, (If you see my country,)
Mon pays malheureux, (my unhappy country,)
Va dire a mes amis (go tell my friends)
Que je me souviens d'eux. (that I remember them.)
Va dire a mes amis (go tell my friends)
Que je me souviens d'eux. (that I remember them.)

O jours si pleins d'appas, (O days so full of charms,)
Vous etes disparus... (you have vanished...)
Et ma patrie, helas! (And my native land, alas!)
Je ne la verrai plus. (I will see it no more.)
Et ma patrie, helas! (And my native land, alas!)
Je ne la verrai plus. (I will see it no more.)
 
Teachers
Famous Blue Raincoat
The Partisan
Who By Fire
The Future

Maybe. It's hard to choose! Honourable mentions to Suzanne and Chelsea Hotel and Hallelujah and many more.
 
Just getting over the fact that people like the Buckley version which was actually stolen from the John Cale version, but Buckley got credit for it because he jumped into the Mississippi with his boots on and drowned, the daft cunt.

Thankfully both Cale and Cohen don't jump into rivers with boots on and still tour, though both are actually living legends, like Whitman, which Buckley never managed; he became a legend for his stupidity.

Leonard Cohen is a man: Buckley (like that other eejit Nick Drake) was a boy.
 
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