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mumpcake wrote:Is there gas in the car? Yes there's gas in the car.

Wins the title of "Dumbest lyric ever until you find out what the song is actually about"
I bet Vince Gilligan heard the song and later, Walter White came to be. The lyrics below probably has nothing to do with Walter White but it seems to fit, to me at least:

You can bend but never break me
'Cause it only serves to make me
More determined to achieve my final goal
And I come back even stronger
Not a novice any longer
ah böwakawa poussé poussé

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How much is that doggie in the window?
Anyone who can make you believe absurdities can make you commit atrocities.

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If you wield the rod
Answer to your God
But me I'll be up and gone.
(Robin Trower)

"But I gave you life!"
"What else could you do?"
"To do what was right!"
"I'm perfect. Are you?"
(ELP)

There's sirens on the rooftop wailing
But there's no ship sailing.
Groucho, with his movies trailing,
Stands alone with his punchline failing.
(Gabriel/Genesis)

And so it was that later
As the miller told his tale
That her face, at first just ghostly,
Turned a whiter shade of pale.
(Procul Harum)

Somewhere in a town in England
Lay a babe with a curious smile
He was of your fathers children
Born each side of a drystone mile
He grew up through the schools and factories,
Brunel's tunnels and bridges bold.
Grey towers built high on that Kingdom
With apartments still unsold.
(Ian Anderson)

I may be vile and pernicious
But you can't look away
I'll make you think I'm delicious
With the stuff that I say
I'm the best you can get
Have you guessed me yet?
I'm the slime oozing out from your TV set.
(Zappa)

Why do lyrics stick? WHAT DO THEY WANT FROM ME?!

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As soon as you're born they make you feel small
By giving you no time instead of it all
Till the pain is so big you feel nothing at all
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be

They hurt you at home and they hit you at school
They hate you if you're clever and they despise a fool
Till you're so f**king crazy you can't follow their rules
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be

When they've tortured and scared you for twenty odd years
Then they expect you to pick a career
When you can't really function you're so full of fear
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be

Keep you doped with religion and sex and tv
And you think you're so clever and classless and free
But you're still f**king peasants as far as I can see
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be

There's room at the top they are telling you still
But first you must learn how to smile as you kill
If you want to be like the folks on the hill
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be

If you want to be a hero well just follow me
If you want to be a hero well just follow me
Last edited by Bombadil on Wed Aug 15, 2018 6:35 pm, edited 1 time in total.
“The American fascist would prefer not to use violence. His method is to poison the channels of public information.”
-Henry A. Wallace

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Points for Working Class Hero. :clap:

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My father was of the sky
My mother was of the earth
And I am a stupid cringing ignorant f**king little goof

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Happy birthday to you

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Good Vibrations

Hum dee dum, hum dee daa oh oh
Hum dee dum, hum dee daa oh oh
Hum dee dum, hum dee daa oh oh
Hum dee dum, hum dee daa oh oh
Anyone who can make you believe absurdities can make you commit atrocities.

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bluedad wrote:He was wrapped up in himself like an orange peel

-John Hiatt
Yea, and there he wrote this:

"Forget the mousse and the hairspray sugar
We dont need none of that
Just a little dab'll do ya girl
Underneath a pork pie hat..."

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I'm not crazy
But I'm trying

                          Girls Against Boys - Rockets are red

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Lots of Tom Waits lyrics, but mainly "I'm all alone, I smoke my friends down to the filter".
One of my favorite lines ever.

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Bag full of oily rags, fifty cent lighter
Dreams of retirement in Cancun burning ever brighter
There's a lot of ways to make money in this world
But i can't recommend insurance fraud.

Burned out shell of a Volkswagen,
Blood stains on the driveway,
Torn up Mercedes, by the side of the highway
Big plans, big plans
Let me tell you something sister,
You will never get away with it.

You were sitting in the recliner with the TV on,
When you said something evil and then you were gone,
Explosives in the water main,
A blown fuse
College graduation photograph
Splashed all over the six o'clock news
I won't be cashing in your policy,
'til i find out what it is you're trying to do to me




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"I shot a man in Reno, just to watch him die"

"The last time we saw you, you looked so much older / Your famous blue raincoat was torn at the shoulder"

"You touch me / I hear the sound of mandolins"

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mumpcake wrote:Is there gas in the car? Yes there's gas in the car.

Wins the title of "Dumbest lyric ever until you find out what the song is actually about"
Yea, Owsley....
--After silence, that which comes nearest to expressing the inexpressible is music.

-Aldous Huxley

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Standing by the fruit stall on the corner
Once I heard a customer complain
You never seem to show the fruit we all love so
That’s why business hasn’t been the same


I don’t like your peaches
They are full of stones
But I like bananas
Because they have no bones


Bo-de-o-don’t give me tomatoes
Cant’ stand ice cream cones
But I like bananas
Because they have no bones


No matter where I go
With Susie, May or Anna
I want the world to know
I must have my banana


Cabbages and onions
Hurt my singing tones
But i like bananas
Because they have no bones


Now I don’t care for muffins
I don’t like buttered scones
Ah but I like bananas
Because they have no bones


I don’t like giggling flappers
I don’t like ancient crones
Ah but I like bananas
Because they have no bones


In fig leaves and bearskins
Which you girls often sip on
Why not have banana skins
They’re easy things to slip on


I can’t bear tax collectors
Especially one who phones
Ah but I like bananas
Because they have no bones


I don’t like a crooner
Of the blues he moans
But we like bananas
Because they have no bones


I don’t like politicians
They’re human gramophones
We like bananas
Because they have no bones


I never cared for drink
To me it seems so sinful
Though when you come to think
Bananas get a skinful


I don’t like the bagpipes
And I can’t stand saxophones
We like bananas
Because they have no bones
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