Lyrics and lines....

I'm offering a spot for your favourite song lyrics and first lines of books. So to start things off:

"Three little birds sat on my window
And they told me I don't need to worry.
Summer came like cinnamon, so sweet;
Little girls double-dutch on the concrete."

Great lyric for a Sunday afternoon, from Corinne Bailey Rae's Put Your Records On. Expecting my copy to arrive tomorrow with great anticipation....

As for first lines of books, I don't think much can beat:

"Als Gregor Samsa eines Morgens aus unruhigen Träumen erwachte, fand er sich zu einem ungeheueren Ungeziefer verwandelt."

But here's one:

"My father was a millionaire in Shanghai in the 1930s."

From Bo Caldwell's The Distant Land of My Father, which I'm currently working my way through....