12.30.2007, 07:34 PM | #1 |
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I'm curious.
I'll post mine laterp
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12.30.2007, 08:13 PM | #2 |
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Ok Nevcermind here it goes
Across the ocean Oh, just a little more complicated I thought I met you Well, just a little more conversation I hit the bottom Well, just a little more intoxicated I wanna see you Well, baby here we go again I don't know I've been told You never do grow old No no no I don't wanna see your scrummy face again No no no I don't wanna be the guy that's always sad No no no I don't wanna be one that's left in bed No no no... Just a little know-how Yeah babe a little know-how I wait in between these enemy lines Just to see who's right or wrong Do you feel miserable tonight? Don't you worry it'll be alright What's the number of your hotel-room? You're like a burning flower in bloom, in bloom You'll be sorry when you see You'll be sorry when you see You'll be sorry when you see Oh, that I have grown, grown, grown You'll be sorry when you see You'll be sorry when you see You'll be sorry when you see Oh, that I have grown, grown, grown Pretty standard but they express things well .
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12.30.2007, 08:23 PM | #3 |
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Not lyrics, more of a poem, if you'd call them that.
Bedtime Monologue I'm too afraid to sleep tonight. I'm afraid of what I might say. But I'm more afraid that no one will be listening. Oh, did I mention I'm a sleep talker? I sleep walk too. Likewise, I'm afraid of what I'll do tonight. Have you ever woke up in the shower at three in the morning? I don't remember what I dreamt that night. Have you ever had a dream only to find out that it actually happened? That makes every dream a potential nightmare. Have you ever heard of sexomnia? Let's hope I get laid before it comes to that. Repost This “Why do you repost those stupid bulletins, Alex? You know you won’t really be killed by the spirit of a skank that got beat do death by some gang raping frat boys.” “Oh, I know. I’m not doing it to save myself. I copy, paste, and repost with a small hope that some of my 108 asshole friends do get killed by the attention seeking self hating suicidal loser that offed himself when some jock picked on him.” “But what if one of your good friends winds up dead at the bottom of the very same sewer that some art chick was pushed into by some plastic wannabe with the cheerleader friends rooting her on?” “I suppose that is a risk I’m willing to take.” “Do you really think anyone will die?” “I don’t know. All I can do is repost and hope.” “Why do you hope such terrible things?” “Why do people do the terrible things I repost?” “Because they’re trying too hard to be cool? Because they’re taking it too far? Because they want to be accepted so badly, they’ll do anything for it. Because they can’t be happy knowing innocent, happy, normal people are out there?” “Yeah…more or less.” I Got My Soul, If You Got My Back "You're going to Hell, Alex." Don't worry, I have my own religion. It's got two Heavens. I'm free, Leah. Free to do whatever I want because I believe it real hard. Sometimes I scrunch my nose up real hard just thinking about it. Abby thinks it's cute, but she'll kill herself worrying about me bursting a blood vessel. I'm not scared though. If I do, I'll be one vein closer to one of those Heavens I told you about. But, Leah? I do want you to save me. It's nice to know you care. You mean well. That is more than I can say for Rachel (I might create a Hell, just for her). Don't worry, Leah. I may be a Godless asshole, but I'm not a Godless idiot. And, Leah? Please don't worry about yourself, either. You've got a smile to swoon Satan, and a body to blow Buddha away. You'll work wonders on St. Peter at those Pearly Gates. And for the record, I hope you get into the Heaven that I get into. I'll hope harder than ever.
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This is the newest thing I wrote In the center of the night Lurid thoughts left to exchange Like a drug that never ends Roaming clouds, so pale Make the Bedroomwalls become stale Impossible to blend I will shatter you like glass I’ll leave everything once sane Different dimension, different man
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12.30.2007, 10:03 PM | #5 |
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Here's the lyrics and structure to The Bandit by Easy Now:
Verse 1 Once when travelling down a lonely road, I ran into a bandit true / He said he came from a lonely land, postcode twenty double two He spake "Give me your money! Any valuables you may own" / When you wake in riches you can afford to sleep alone Chorus Oh Bandit, you desperate man / Tell me stories like I know you can Verse 2 This lonely lord had eyes of steel, and a heart of blackest coal / As I speak to him, in his blackened mind, the stone beigins to roll With a crack of his whip and a flare of his nose, he rode into the sun / Some men are born leaders, some man are born to run Chorus Guitar Solo Chorus Bridge Verse 3 Now hasten to tell you a secret, less you sorely need / When I speak of this masked bandit, he has no gun, no steed He's a bandit of smiles and handshakes, of a market thats not even real / Oh bandit, I implore you. Tell me how it feels I don't think Verse 3 made the final version. Anyway my bandmate wrote these lyrics. |
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12.31.2007, 12:08 AM | #6 |
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Here's some lyrics I wrote recently about a bird that somehow got trapped inbetween the shutters and the window in my house. They kind of suck. But all my lyrics suck.
Untitled (work in progress) You're trapped behind an invisible wall so you scream and you shout and struggle and call not for help, that's too abstract for you but not for me, so I'll see what I can do I'll get some gloves because contact kills and I hate the taste of omoxocyllin pills but also, you don't want my scent as it would lead you to premature death So go, it's time to float or fly, to sink or die a gruesome death between the canines of a large feline Untitled 2 (work in progress, note I sort of rip-off the Buzzcock's line "now I'm living in this movie and it doesn't move me") I see you walking toward the bar You're moving just like you're a movie star Ingrid Bergman's a stretch to far you're not Greta Garbot, but maybe Lucille Balle. that's all I got so far. |
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12.31.2007, 02:06 AM | #8 |
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Does anyone else have an mp3 of theirs?
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12.31.2007, 05:18 AM | #9 |
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12.31.2007, 06:02 AM | #10 |
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She takes my hand,
But I don't understand where she's taking me or what I might see in the promised land. Sheep that glow, oh so slow in the night time trance ringtones or yr. old phone come on lets go. Since I broke away The culture keeps on growing everyday. And now theres nowereh left to run Seems all you need is glowsticks to have fun. (a little ditty about the 'nu-rave' fad of 2007... www.myspace.com/myboyslashmygirl ... check em out hehe)
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12.31.2007, 06:04 AM | #11 |
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See those boys they look like twats,
Reckon they're in-bed acrobats, They never ever really think about, What goes up must go down, (Chorus) My peers! My peers! My peers! My peers! It's always that one sunday night, Their technique is always shite, Psuedo bravado goes on and on, But who can't put a condom on? (Chorus) My peers! With their ugly muscles, My peers! Some are quite tall, My peers! You don't wanna see their eyes, My peers! Or their long straggly hair, My peers! *** Haha, about my firned who couldnt keep it up. Had to generalise it about 'people like that' to coz he got too upset hehe.
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12.31.2007, 11:30 AM | #12 |
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i made up/rearranged some new lyrics to the song moonshiner because i couldnt remember them, ill go dig around for that momentarily. i need to go get a carton of cigarettes, i'll look for it when i do.
edit: actually here it was like ten feet away on the coffee table ive been a moonshiner for 17 long yrs ive spent all my money on whiskey and beer // i sit in some barroom and drink with my friends god bless them pretty women i wish i looked like them // i go to some hollow and drink at my still if the whiskey don't kill me then i don't know what will etc etc etc basically it's all smimilar to the original words just rearranged andi think i changed like one line maybe
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12.31.2007, 05:22 PM | #13 |
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When I was a rich man
I'd eat gold with every meal I'd walk in a room and the kings would kneel Pipedream Through the hole in my heart When I was an attractive man I'd be seen at every scene I'd knock on a door and they'd let me in. Pipedream Through the hole in my heart |
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12.31.2007, 05:31 PM | #14 |
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instigates better than any man alive make you a salad of lettuce and endive so floatingslowly's turds take a toilet dive cleaning out his colon via gastric bypass geriatric tubing makes floating pass gas can't control his anus, rhymes suck like john stamos can't compete with me cuz I am the most famous The Instigator devastator, anti-bush demonstrator leaves tips for the waiter, not a cheap perpetrator does not sport boots of ostrich or gator leaves his lady all sore, he's a deep penetrator so what you gonna bring to this battle floatingslowly? I'm the rap Baloo to your hip-hop Mowgli teaching you the ropes from the high to the lowly leave your brain baked like a spinach stromboli ***** with shit slurry dippin' poop chute slippin' Jenkem bottle yr grippin' sniff it up and start trippin' headed for a rap sarcoma Frozen up in Oklahoma too much Okie Noodlin' gives you bad catfish trauma Yr tornado alley schemes and wack rhyme routines old and played like Brylcreem are far less than they seem With mad-vision like the Hubble I deduce yr rhyme troubles One hit wonder like the Buggles soft as a bear selling Snuggle On and On and On got the dope routines Light up the glass bong, don't use no screens beat you down for a song, got the ways and means you best head to the john, 'fore yr shit hits yr jeans.
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it'd be pretty hard for you guys to understand mine, since they are in Bulgarian hehe.
someday, if i bother to translate sth, i will post a bit, well.. maybe
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12.31.2007, 06:06 PM | #16 |
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@ Rob Instigator-
You cannot give Reputation to the same post twice.
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12.31.2007, 08:58 PM | #17 |
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I don't write lyrics...because I don't write songs. So here is a poem that seems like it could be structured in that way, at least more than some of the others I have written. It is easy to imagine it having music, if that is the point of this.
Planks The balcony was dark and still All the posters peeling off the walls I drew a new direction To pass time on my own side of the room From the corner of the stage you can see all the people out of tune In the past I always tore up the planks And I never put new ones down We travel terrible miles within bounds of the night I’m laying the planks down now I meant for it to be about the things that happen in life that force us to change, for the better.
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Latest thing I wrote:
I pave the way For love and decay Resent/repent The needlessly brave Soaked in fear And make-belief We turn and pay For an honest display
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Metre! Rhyming scheme! The problem with lyrics is they nearly always look shit written down. No offence to anyone here - and I'd post my own lyrics if I didn't know this to be true - but lyrics nearly always look shit written down. The above has a rhyming scheme and thus works as poetry; it also doesn't quite rhyme, but does scan, so is oral poetry, which is only a few feet away from decent lyrics. This last sentence in no way validates Bob Dylan, who was always shit.
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