Do you know of a song that has atleast 3 of the following?

Question

-Metaphor
-Similie
-Idiom
-Hyperbole
or
-Personification

Answer 1

Don McLean - American Pie

A long, long time ago...
I can still remember
How that music used to make me smile.
And I knew if I had my chance
That I could make those people dance
And, maybe, they’d be happy for a while.

But february made me shiver
With every paper I’d deliver.
Bad news on the doorstep;
I couldn’t take one more step.

I can’t remember if I cried
When I read about his widowed bride,
But something touched me deep inside
The day the music died.

So bye-bye, miss american pie.
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
And them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye
Singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die.
"this’ll be the day that I die."

Did you write the book of love,
And do you have faith in God above,
If the Bible tells you so?
Do you believe in rock ’n roll,
Can music save your mortal soul,
And can you teach me how to dance real slow?

Well, I know that you’re in love with him
`cause I saw you dancin’ in the gym.
You both kicked off your shoes.
Man, I dig those rhythm and blues.

I was a lonely teenage broncin’ buck
With a pink carnation and a pickup truck,
But I knew I was out of luck
The day the music died.

I started singin’,
"bye-bye, miss american pie."
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye
And singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die.
"this’ll be the day that I die."

Now for ten years we’ve been on our own
And moss grows fat on a rollin’ stone,
But that’s not how it used to be.
When the jester sang for the king and queen,
In a coat he borrowed from james dean
And a voice that came from you and me,

Oh, and while the king was looking down,
The jester stole his thorny crown.
The courtroom was adjourned;
No verdict was returned.
And while lennon read a book of marx,
The quartet practiced in the park,
And we sang dirges in the dark
The day the music died.

We were singing,
"bye-bye, miss american pie."
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye
And singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die.
"this’ll be the day that I die."

Helter skelter in a summer swelter.
The birds flew off with a fallout shelter,
Eight miles high and falling fast.
It landed foul on the grass.
The players tried for a forward pass,
With the jester on the sidelines in a cast.

Now the half-time air was sweet perfume
While the sergeants played a marching tune.
We all got up to dance,
Oh, but we never got the chance!
`cause the players tried to take the field;
The marching band refused to yield.
Do you recall what was revealed
The day the music died?

We started singing,
"bye-bye, miss american pie."
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye
And singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die.
"this’ll be the day that I die."

Oh, and there we were all in one place,
A generation lost in space
With no time left to start again.
So come on: jack be nimble, jack be quick!
Jack flash sat on a candlestick
Cause fire is the devil’s only friend.

Oh, and as I watched him on the stage
My hands were clenched in fists of rage.
No angel born in hell
Could break that satan’s spell.
And as the flames climbed high into the night
To light the sacrificial rite,
I saw satan laughing with delight
The day the music died

He was singing,
"bye-bye, miss american pie."
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye
And singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die.
"this’ll be the day that I die."

I met a girl who sang the blues
And I asked her for some happy news,
But she just smiled and turned away.
I went down to the sacred store
Where I’d heard the music years before,
But the man there said the music wouldn’t play.

And in the streets: the children screamed,
The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed.
But not a word was spoken;
The church bells all were broken.
And the three men I admire most:
The father, son, and the holy ghost,
They caught the last train for the coast
The day the music died.

And they were singing,
"bye-bye, miss american pie."
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
And them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye
Singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die.
"this’ll be the day that I die."

They were singing,
"bye-bye, miss american pie."
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye
Singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die."

Answer 2

Ok I am not really good at this, but I think this song will work. Hope I got these right!!

"Rain on a Tin Roof"- Julie Roberts

His eyes are blue just like the ocean <---SIMILE
His heart is a river free <---METAPHOR
And now and then he gets the notion
And he finds his way to me

His love’s like…<---SIMILE
Rain on a tin roof
The sweet song of a summertime storm <---PERSONIFICATION??
And oh, the way that it moves you
It’s a melody of passion ragin’ on <---METAPHOR
And then it’s gone

He tells me he’ll be back to see me
Every time he has to go
And I keep wondrin’ just when that’ll be
‘Cause with him you never know

His love’s like…
Rain on a tin roof
The sweet song of a summertime storm
And oh, the way that it moves you
It’s a melody of passion ragin’ on
And then it’s gone

And just like a thirsty field, I can’t complain a bit
‘Cause I’m thankful for every single drop I get <--This whole verse might be a SIMILE and PERSONIFICATION

His love’s like Rain on a tin roof
The sweet song of a summertime storm
And oh, the way that it moves you
It’s a melody of passion ragin’ on
And then it’s gone
And then it’s gone
Then it’s gone

OK, HERE IS WHY I CHOSE THIS SONG-

"His eyes are blue just LIKE the ocean."
"His loves LIKE rain on a tin roof"

THOSE TWO HAVE "LIKE" IN THEM, AND ARE TWO UNLIKELY THINGS COMPARED, THEREFORE, MAKING THEM SIMILES.


"His heart IS a river free"
"IT'S a melody of passion ragin' on"

THOSE TWO HAVE "IS"/"IT'S" IN THEM, AND ARE IMPLIED COMPARISONS, THEREFORE, MAKING THEM METAPHORS.



"The sweet song of a summertime storm"

THIS ONE IS SAYING THE STORM SANG A SONG, WHICH CAN'T REALLY BE DONE, THEREFORE, MAKING IT PERSONIFICATION.


"And just LIKE a thirsty field, I can’t complain a bit
‘Cause I’m thankful for every single drop I get"

THIS LAST VERSE HAS ME A LITTLE CONFUSED. I SEE THE "LIKE A THIRSTY FIELD" AS A SIMILE, BUT SHE IS "THANKFUL FOR EVERY DROP SHE CAN GET" SO IT MAKES ME THINK OF PERSONIFICATION ALSO. YOU WILL HAVE TO FIGURE THIS ONE OUT!! LOL

Hope this helps you!! I may not be correct on everything in it, but it definitley has some of what you are looking for!! Is this for a school project or something?? Interesting question...Have a great day! God Bless!

Answer 3

Bridge Over Troubled Water, Simon and Garfunkel

Ring of Fire, Johnny Cash

Answer 4

Elvis Costello's The World and His Wife and The Other Side of Summer. Those are first ones that comes to mind.

Answer 5

Rock You Like A Hurricane by Scorpions

Scorpions

Rock You Like a Hurricane Lyrics


It's early morning
The sun comes out
Last night was shaking
And pretty loud
My cat is purring
And scratches my skin
So what is wrong
With another sin
The ***** is hungry
She needs to tell
So give her inches
And feed her well
More days to come
New places to go
I've got to leave
It's time for a show

Here I am, rock you like a hurricane
Here I am, rock you like a hurricane

My body is burning
It starts to shout
Desire is coming
It breaks out loud
Lust is in cages
Till storm breaks loose
Just have to make it
With someone I choose
The night is calling
I have to go
The wolf is hungry
He runs to show
He's licking his lips
He's ready to win
On the hunt tonight
For love at first sting

Here I am, rock you like a hurricane
Here I am, rock you like a hurricane
Here I am, rock you like a hurricane
Here I am, rock you like a hurricane

: o )

Answer 6

Trouble by coldplay - i think lol