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    #16
    Originally posted by Ady
    I think they were taking the piss though, so I can forgive that.
    I feel you are profoundly wrong in this theory.

    They. Were. Utterly. Serious. And. Trying. To. Be. Edgy.

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      #17
      For the sound of a megalomaniac carrot-top having a comically pathetic tantrum, it's hard to beat 'Get In The Ring' by Guns N Roses: http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/gunsn...inthering.html

      And I think Arab Strap manage to use the word '****e' quite often in their songs to good effect, but maybe that doesn't count seeing as he speaks more than sings. And it's also near-impossible to understand half the time..

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        #18
        Originally posted by: anephric
        They used to give out "Def Leppard Dick Licker" backstage passes to groupies they intended on performing said manoeuvre.
        I can't tell you how upset that statement makes me.



        Back on topic, how about this from Duran Duran's Is There Something I Should Know?

        "And firey daemons all dance when you walk through that door
        Don't say you're easy on me you're about as easy as a nuclear war".

        Now don't get me wrong, I'm quite fond of Duran Duran (no, not the face!), but this came at a time when LeBon was claiming to be more of a poet than a popstar. The cock.

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          #19
          Originally posted by Myname
          For the sound of a megalomaniac carrot-top having a comically pathetic tantrum, it's hard to beat 'Get In The Ring' by Guns N Roses: http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/gunsn...inthering.html
          I see your "Get in the Ring" and raise you "One in a Million"...

          Police and Niggers, that's right
          Get out of my way
          Don't need to buy none of your
          Gold chains today
          I don't need no bracelets
          Clamped in front of my back
          Just need my ticket; 'til then
          Won't you cut me some slack?

          Immigrants and faggots
          They make no sense to me
          They come to our country
          And think they'll do as they please
          Like start some mini Iran,
          Or spread some ****in' disease
          They talk so many goddamn ways
          It's all Greek to me


          Aaaaah, Axl, you poet of the people. Racist scumbag, coke-addled, egomaniacal ginger ****. I hate you. And (to use another bad lyric) I'd kill your father to destroy his seeeed-ah!

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            #20
            As much as I should, I can't hate the guy who put out Appetite For Destruction..

            Here's Motley Crue's 'Girls, Girls, Girls', evidently they were struggling to find something meaningful to rhyme with 'lips'... So much so that they rhymed it with itself and then threw in a random mention for another body part:

            Girls, girls, girls
            Long legs and burgundy lips
            Girls, girls, girls
            Dancin? down on the sunset strip
            Girls, girls, girls
            Red lips.. fingertips

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              #21
              LOL at the nuclear war one .

              How about the frankly classic:

              Money don't make my world go round,
              I'm reaching out to a higher ground.
              To a warm and peaceful place
              Where I can rest my weary face.

              Who has to rest their FACE?

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                #22
                I have a dedicated rubber sling for all my chins. Doesn't everyone?

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                  #23
                  Motley Crue's rampant misogyny always baffled me when, at the time, they themselves looked more like women than the groupies they were shagging.

                  Back on topic- nobody's mentioned Oasis yet, possibly because they're such an easy target. But let's face it, they bestride the world of bad lyrics like a **** colossus.
                  Witness such genius as:

                  "So Sally can wait, she knows its too late as we're walking on by
                  Her soul slides away, but don't look back in anger I hear you say"

                  Que?

                  And a personal favourite:

                  "Today is gonna be the day
                  That they're gonna throw it back to you
                  By now you should've somehow
                  Realized what you gotta do"

                  What is 'it' exactly? I ****ing hate writers that deliberately use vague language like this in an attempt to appear profound, when really it's just covering up their lack of intelligence. Coldplay are terrible for doing this too. What the **** is 'it'?
                  Last edited by endo; 28-04-2005, 20:02.

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                    #24
                    Please don't cry and never say die!!!111

                    La-laaaaa-la-la-la-laaa-la-la-la-la-laa-laa-laaaa!

                    Genius.

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                      #25
                      I know their a piss take but Spinal Tap are so funny:

                      Stonehenge, where the demons dwell
                      Where the banshees live and they do live well
                      Stonehenge
                      Where a man is a man and the children dance to
                      the pipes of pan

                      Or

                      There's a pulse in the new-born sun;
                      A beat in the heat of noon;
                      There's a song as the day grows long,
                      And a tempo in the tides of the moon.
                      It's all around us and it's everywhere,
                      And it's deeper than Royal blue.
                      And it feels so real you can feel the feeling!

                      And that's The Majesty Of Rock!
                      The fantasy of Roll!
                      The ticking of the clock,
                      The wailing of the soul!
                      The prisoner in the dock,
                      The digger in the hole,
                      We're in this together...and ever...

                      In the shade of a jungle glade,
                      Or the rush of the crushing street,
                      On the plain, on the foamy main,
                      You can never escape from the beat.
                      It's in the mud and it's in your blood
                      And its conquest is complete.
                      And all that you can do is just surrender.

                      To the Majesty of Rock!
                      The Pageantry of Roll!
                      The crowing of the cock,
                      The running of the foal!
                      The shepherd with his flock,
                      The miner with his coal,
                      We're in this together...and ever...

                      When we die, do we haunt the sky?
                      Do we lurk in the murk of the seas?
                      What then? Are we born again?
                      Just to sit asking questions like these?
                      I know, for I told me so,
                      And I'm sure each of you quite agrees:
                      The more it stays the same, the less it changes!

                      And that's The Majesty Of Rock!
                      The Mystery of Roll!
                      The darning of the sock,
                      The scoring of the goal!
                      The farmer takes a wife
                      The barber takes a pole.
                      We're in this together...and ever...

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                        #26
                        Originally posted by endo
                        Witness such genius as:

                        "So Sally can wait, she knows its too late as we're walking on by
                        Her soul slides away, but don't look back in anger I hear you say"
                        It's a bloody good song though.

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                          #27
                          From First to last - Note to self

                          [CHORUS]
                          Two roads...Split off from here, and my life goes running in opposite directions.
                          Exaggerating the barrier between who I am, and who I want to be.

                          I wanted to be that breath of fresh air, When everything smelled so insincere.
                          But this taste still lingers in my mouth, Deceit has ways of sticking around.
                          And I'm ready to disappear, Vacation seems far...From here.

                          Note to self: I miss you terribly.
                          This is what...We call a tragedy.
                          Come back to me, Come back to me, To me.
                          (repeat)

                          I can feel my mind, wandering again.
                          Into where I dont know, and will I ever get home?
                          Time starts moving, faster than I can.
                          And I'm sick of this scene, I need to break the routine.
                          (repeat)

                          [CHORUS]

                          Which part of me is lost? I feel so close, and yet I am so far.
                          Which part of me is lost? I feel so close, and yet I am so...Far!

                          So bad, hearing their angsty 16 year old singer scream it down the mike was hilarious.

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                            #28
                            Man, some of you are harsh to some quality songs.
                            However, I dare anyway to top this to an intro to a song

                            "In a time when Dinosaurs ruled the Earth"
                            The mighty Iron Maiden with Quest For Fire.

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                              #29
                              No more maybes
                              Your baby's got rabies
                              Sitting on a ball
                              In the middle of the Andes...
                              Yeah I'm a freak of nature
                              Yeah I'm a freak

                              Silverchair, Freak.

                              Ah, Silverchair, youth is no excuse for ****sville lyrics. Are you really a freak, Daniel? And speaking of ****e Nirvana wannabes...

                              I want you to remember
                              A love so full it could send us all ways
                              I want you to surrender
                              All my feelings rose today
                              And I want you to remain
                              The power of children can amaze
                              I?ll try not to complain
                              I know that?s a pisser baby

                              We?re of the hollow men
                              We are the naked ones
                              We never meant you harm
                              Never meant you wrong
                              I?d like to thank
                              All of my lovers, lovers, lovers

                              The Chemicals Between Us, Bu$h.

                              Gavin Rossdale. A twat. Discuss.

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                                #30
                                Originally posted by anephric
                                Gavin Rossdale. A twat. Discuss.
                                Surely there's nothing to discuss.

                                Is he still doing Gwen Stefani?

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