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Name a horrible lyric of a popular song
Posted on 9/6/22 at 1:14 pm
Posted on 9/6/22 at 1:14 pm
"She says she's never been so happy, but Lisa lives in fear. That one day Daddy's gonna find out that she's in love
With a n**** from the streets"
Blessed union of souls "I believe "
Hard to believe that a group with that name would have that in a radio hit in the 90s
With a n**** from the streets"
Blessed union of souls "I believe "
Hard to believe that a group with that name would have that in a radio hit in the 90s
Posted on 9/6/22 at 1:24 pm to CatsGoneWild
Rock You Like A Hurricane"~Scorpions
It's early morning
The sun comes out
Last night was shaking
And pretty loud
My cat is purring
It scratches my skin
So what is wrong
With another sin?
The bitch 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 the 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 (Are you ready, baby?)
Here I am
Rock you like a hurricane
Here I am
Rock you like a hurricane (Come on, come on, baby)
Here I am
Rock you like a hurricane
Rock you like a hurricane
It's early morning
The sun comes out
Last night was shaking
And pretty loud
My cat is purring
It scratches my skin
So what is wrong
With another sin?
The night is calling
I have to go
The wolf is hungry
He runs the 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 (Are you really ready, baby?)
Here I am
Rock you like a hurricane
Here I am
Rock you like a hurricane (Come on, come on, come on, come on)
Here I am
Rock you like a hurricane
It's early morning
The sun comes out
Last night was shaking
And pretty loud
My cat is purring
It scratches my skin
So what is wrong
With another sin?
The bitch 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 the 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 (Are you ready, baby?)
Here I am
Rock you like a hurricane
Here I am
Rock you like a hurricane (Come on, come on, baby)
Here I am
Rock you like a hurricane
Rock you like a hurricane
It's early morning
The sun comes out
Last night was shaking
And pretty loud
My cat is purring
It scratches my skin
So what is wrong
With another sin?
The night is calling
I have to go
The wolf is hungry
He runs the 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 (Are you really ready, baby?)
Here I am
Rock you like a hurricane
Here I am
Rock you like a hurricane (Come on, come on, come on, come on)
Here I am
Rock you like a hurricane
Posted on 9/6/22 at 2:02 pm to CatsGoneWild
I like “Any Man of Mine” except for the end. Just why?
(You gotta shimmy and shake)
(Make the earth quake)
(Kick, turn, stomp, stomp)
(Then you jump)
(Heel to toe, Do Si Do)
('Til your boots wanna break)
('Til your feet and your back ache)
(Keep it movin' 'til you just can't take anymore)
(Come on everybody on the floor)
(A one, two, a three four)
(Hup two, hup, yeh)
(You gotta shimmy and shake)
(Make the earth quake)
(Kick, turn, stomp, stomp)
(Then you jump)
(Heel to toe, Do Si Do)
('Til your boots wanna break)
('Til your feet and your back ache)
(Keep it movin' 'til you just can't take anymore)
(Come on everybody on the floor)
(A one, two, a three four)
(Hup two, hup, yeh)
Posted on 9/6/22 at 5:09 pm to CatsGoneWild
I wish that I could fly
Into the sky
So very high
Just like a dragonfly
… I'd fly above the trees
Over the seas in all degrees
To anywhere I please, oh
… I want to get away
I want to fly away
Yeah, yeah, yeah
… I want to get away
I want to fly away
Yeah, yeah, yeah
… Let's go and see the stars
The Milky Way or even Mars
Where it could just be ours
… Let's fade into the sun
Let your spirit fly
Where we are one
Just for a little fun
Oh, oh, oh yeah
… I want to get away
I want to fly away
Yeah, yeah, yeah
… I want to get away
I want to fly away
Yeah, yeah, yeah
… I got to get away (get away, get away)
Girl, I got to get away (get away, get away)
Oh, oh, oh yeah
… I want to get away
I want to fly away
Yeah (with you), yeah, yeah (oh yeah)
… I want to get away
I want to fly away
Yeah (with you) yeah, yeah
I got to get away
… I want to get away
I want to get away
I want to get away
I want to get away, yeah
… I want to get away
I want to fly away
Yeah (with you) yeah, yeah
Oh girl, I got to get away
… I want to get away
I want to get away
I want to get away
I want to get away, yeah
… I want to get away
I want to fly away
Yeah (with you) yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Into the sky
So very high
Just like a dragonfly
… I'd fly above the trees
Over the seas in all degrees
To anywhere I please, oh
… I want to get away
I want to fly away
Yeah, yeah, yeah
… I want to get away
I want to fly away
Yeah, yeah, yeah
… Let's go and see the stars
The Milky Way or even Mars
Where it could just be ours
… Let's fade into the sun
Let your spirit fly
Where we are one
Just for a little fun
Oh, oh, oh yeah
… I want to get away
I want to fly away
Yeah, yeah, yeah
… I want to get away
I want to fly away
Yeah, yeah, yeah
… I got to get away (get away, get away)
Girl, I got to get away (get away, get away)
Oh, oh, oh yeah
… I want to get away
I want to fly away
Yeah (with you), yeah, yeah (oh yeah)
… I want to get away
I want to fly away
Yeah (with you) yeah, yeah
I got to get away
… I want to get away
I want to get away
I want to get away
I want to get away, yeah
… I want to get away
I want to fly away
Yeah (with you) yeah, yeah
Oh girl, I got to get away
… I want to get away
I want to get away
I want to get away
I want to get away, yeah
… I want to get away
I want to fly away
Yeah (with you) yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Posted on 9/6/22 at 5:31 pm to SEClint
Suckin' on chilli dog outside the Tastee Freez
Posted on 9/6/22 at 5:44 pm to CatsGoneWild
we built this city on rock and roll
Posted on 9/6/22 at 5:50 pm to CAD703X
quote:
If I seem to come on too strong
I hope that you will understand
I say these things 'cause I'd like to know
If you're as lonely as I am
And if you mind
Sharing the night together
Oh yeah, sharing the night together
Oh yeah, sharing the night
not rape-y at all
Posted on 9/6/22 at 6:10 pm to CAD703X
quote:
not rape-y at all
It’s really not
Posted on 9/6/22 at 6:37 pm to CatsGoneWild
Keep in mind that taken out of context and printed out even the best rock lyrics will often look like sixth-grade doggerel. They were designed to be sung, not printed out and read.
Also understand that the Tin Pan Alley tradition of Lorenz Hart, Ira Gershwin and Johnny Mercer ("Hey man, nobody ever said we were as good as Johnny Mercer" -- Bob Dylan, 1980s) which was continued by the Brill Building writers (Leiber-Stoller, Goffin-King, Pomus-Shuman et al), was largely dropped by rock songwriters in the '60s, who began to favor total emotion, with form mostly ignored.
Still, there are examples of appalling lack of craftsmanship:
This is a story about Billy Joe and Bobbie Sue
Two young lovers with nothin' better to do
Than sit around the house, get high, and watch the tube
And here is what happened when they decided to cut loose
They headed down to, ooh, old El Paso
That's where they ran into a great big hassle
Billy Joe shot a man while robbing his castle
Bobbie Sue took the money and run
Hoo-hoo-hoo, go on, take the money and run
Go on, take the money and run
Hoo-hoo-hoo, go on, take the money and run
Go on, take the money and run
Hoo-hoo-hoo, billy Mack is a detective down in Texas
You know he knows just exactly what the facts is
He ain't gonna let those two escape justice
He makes his livin' off of the people's taxes
Bobbie Sue, whoa, whoa, she slipped away
Billy Joe caught up to her the very next day
They got the money, hey, you know they got away
They headed down south and they're still running today
Also understand that the Tin Pan Alley tradition of Lorenz Hart, Ira Gershwin and Johnny Mercer ("Hey man, nobody ever said we were as good as Johnny Mercer" -- Bob Dylan, 1980s) which was continued by the Brill Building writers (Leiber-Stoller, Goffin-King, Pomus-Shuman et al), was largely dropped by rock songwriters in the '60s, who began to favor total emotion, with form mostly ignored.
Still, there are examples of appalling lack of craftsmanship:
This is a story about Billy Joe and Bobbie Sue
Two young lovers with nothin' better to do
Than sit around the house, get high, and watch the tube
And here is what happened when they decided to cut loose
They headed down to, ooh, old El Paso
That's where they ran into a great big hassle
Billy Joe shot a man while robbing his castle
Bobbie Sue took the money and run
Hoo-hoo-hoo, go on, take the money and run
Go on, take the money and run
Hoo-hoo-hoo, go on, take the money and run
Go on, take the money and run
Hoo-hoo-hoo, billy Mack is a detective down in Texas
You know he knows just exactly what the facts is
He ain't gonna let those two escape justice
He makes his livin' off of the people's taxes
Bobbie Sue, whoa, whoa, she slipped away
Billy Joe caught up to her the very next day
They got the money, hey, you know they got away
They headed down south and they're still running today
Posted on 9/6/22 at 6:53 pm to CatsGoneWild
You got the peaches, I got the cream
Sweet to taste, saccharine
Just awful.
Sweet to taste, saccharine
Just awful.
Posted on 9/6/22 at 8:34 pm to CatsGoneWild
Well, I've been walkin' behind you
Since you've been able to see...
You've been talkin' in circles
Since I've been able to cry
One of the worst songs ever
Since you've been able to see...
You've been talkin' in circles
Since I've been able to cry
One of the worst songs ever
Posted on 9/6/22 at 8:43 pm to BasilFawlty
Man, living at home is such a drag
Now your mom threw away your best porno mag (Busted)
Now your mom threw away your best porno mag (Busted)
Posted on 9/6/22 at 8:46 pm to contraryman
quote:
Man, living at home is such a drag Now your mom threw away your best porno mag (Busted)
Perfect example of what Kafka posted above.
Posted on 9/6/22 at 9:16 pm to CatsGoneWild
"Brown Sugar" - The Rolling Stones
[Verse 1]
Gold coast slave ship bound for cotton fields
Sold in the market down in New Orleans
Scarred old slaver knows he's doing alright
Hear him whip the women just around midnight
[Chorus]
Brown sugar, how come you taste so good? Uh huh
Brown sugar, just like a young girl should, uh huh, oh (Woo)
[Verse 2]
Drums beating, cold English blood runs hot
Lady of the house wonderin' when it's gonna stop
House boy knows that he's doing alright
You shoulda heard 'em just around midnight
[Chorus]
Brown sugar, how come you taste so good now?
Brown sugar, just like a young girl should now (Yeah)
[Chorus]
Ah, get on, brown sugar, how come you taste so good?
Ah, got me craving the, the brown sugar
Just like a black girl should, yeah
[Verse 3]
Ah, and I bet your mama was a tent show queen
And all her boyfriends were sweet sixteen
I'm no schoolboy, but I know what I like
You shoulda heard me just around midnight
[Chorus]
Brown sugar, how come you taste so good, baby?
Ah, come down, brown sugar
Just like a young girl should, yeah
[Outro]
I said, yeah, yeah, yeah, woo
How come you, how come you taste so good?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, woo
Just like a, just like a black girl should
Yeah, yeah, yeah, woo
[Verse 1]
Gold coast slave ship bound for cotton fields
Sold in the market down in New Orleans
Scarred old slaver knows he's doing alright
Hear him whip the women just around midnight
[Chorus]
Brown sugar, how come you taste so good? Uh huh
Brown sugar, just like a young girl should, uh huh, oh (Woo)
[Verse 2]
Drums beating, cold English blood runs hot
Lady of the house wonderin' when it's gonna stop
House boy knows that he's doing alright
You shoulda heard 'em just around midnight
[Chorus]
Brown sugar, how come you taste so good now?
Brown sugar, just like a young girl should now (Yeah)
[Chorus]
Ah, get on, brown sugar, how come you taste so good?
Ah, got me craving the, the brown sugar
Just like a black girl should, yeah
[Verse 3]
Ah, and I bet your mama was a tent show queen
And all her boyfriends were sweet sixteen
I'm no schoolboy, but I know what I like
You shoulda heard me just around midnight
[Chorus]
Brown sugar, how come you taste so good, baby?
Ah, come down, brown sugar
Just like a young girl should, yeah
[Outro]
I said, yeah, yeah, yeah, woo
How come you, how come you taste so good?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, woo
Just like a, just like a black girl should
Yeah, yeah, yeah, woo
This post was edited on 9/6/22 at 9:18 pm
Posted on 9/6/22 at 9:45 pm to Ace Midnight
ode to Will Ferrel and the black eyed peas
quote:
"I'ma get get get get you drunk,Get you love drunk off my hump,My hump my hump my hump my hump my hump,My hump my hump my hump my lovely little lumps."
Posted on 9/6/22 at 10:19 pm to CatsGoneWild
When I saw you coming out of school that say I knew I had to have I had to have you
Posted on 9/7/22 at 5:55 am to CatsGoneWild
You’re 16
You’re beautiful
And your mine.
Cringe
You’re beautiful
And your mine.
Cringe
Posted on 9/7/22 at 9:20 am to CatsGoneWild
"In the desert you can't remember your name
'Cause there ain't no one for to give you no pain"
'Cause there ain't no one for to give you no pain"
Posted on 9/7/22 at 6:41 pm to CatsGoneWild
“Mars ain’t the kind of place to raise your kids
In fact, it’s cold as hell
And there’s no one there to raise them, if you did”
In fact, it’s cold as hell
And there’s no one there to raise them, if you did”
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