Shutup, just shutup shutup. Shutup, just shutup shutup.

Good lyrics. What are your favourites?

 

anything by Hoobastank.

 

winelager? whats that?

 

Bono: I've got no self control, been living like a mole now, going down, excavation.
High and high in the sky, you make me feel like I can fly, so high, Elevation.

The Edge: Woo hoo, woo hoo hoo, woo hoo, woo hoo hoo, woo hoo, woo hoo hoo.

 

Super Cliched- But anything and everything by Pink Floyd.


I hate to use a quote from an overdone and cliched (and great) song, but I love this verse off of 'The Wall'


“When I was a child
I caught a fleeting glimpse
Out of the corner of my eye.
I turned to look but it was gone
I cannot put my finger on it now
The child is grown,
The dream is gone.
I have become comfortably numb.”

I like what is represents.

Chyeah.

 

i hate where i live
i wanna stab this town in the face

-shadow

 

That song has terrible lyrics. Roger Waters is a bitch.

 

I got my head shaved
by a jumbo jet
it wasnt easy
but nothin is
wooo hooooo


blur song 2

 

Its the end of the world as we know it.....and I feel fine

 

Underneath the bridge
The tarp has sprung a leak
And the animals I've trapped
Have all become my pets
And I'm living off of grass
And the drippings from my ceiling
It's okay to eat fish
'Cause they don't have any feelings

 

I personally love Roger Waters, the lyrics, the feelings, the music, and his 'singing' voice. I say that because if you will note, he isn't much of a singer. He has his way though, and I love it. Like 'Don't leave me now' has seemingly terrible vocals, but it just adds to the meaning and feel of the song.

Gilmour is a great singer in my opinion, but he over does it a bit.
The Wall is my favorite album out there, for many reasons.

What is your reason for disliking Waters? (if there is a legitimate one)

 

The Kiosk in My Temporal lobe is shaped like Rosalyn Carter.

- Mars Travolta

 

Well be singing
When were winning
Well be singing

I get knocked down
But I get up again
Youre never going to
Keep me down

Pissing the night away
Pissing the night away

He drinks a whisky drink
He drinks a vodka drink
He drinks a lager drink
He drinks a cider drink
He sings the songs that
Remind him
Of the good times
He sings the songs that
Remind him
Of the better times:

Oh danny boy
Danny boy
Danny boy...

I get knocked down
But I get up again
Youre never going to
Keep me down

Pissing the night away
Pissing the night away

He drinks a whisky drink
He drinks a vodka drink
He drinks a lager drink
He drinks a cider drink
He sings the songs that
Remind him
Of the good times
He sings the songs that
Remind him
Of the better times:

Dont cry for me
Next door neighbour...

I get knocked down
But I get up again
Youre never going to
Keep me down

Well be singing
When were winning
Well be singing

 

Even Thom Yorke is a better lyricist and I don't really like Radiohead that much.

 

you know who writes good lyrics? andrew bird.

oddly. cause he kicks absolute ass on instruments. classically trained and all.

but then again. people that are good are going to be good at most things.

 

I know of that band, but the name is the only familiar thing. I don't even know what type of music that is.

Anyway, It is all personal taste.


What defines someone as being a 'good' lyricist?
Your 'good' and my 'good' may be two totally different things, and obviously are.
To each their own, I suppose.

 

Interior crocodile alligator

 

[cmt]
Yeah bitches.
We got the motherfuckin niggas from cali, ya know what I'm sayin?
E-a-ski, rally ral and master p.
But yo ski.
Kick it like this g.

[e-a-ski]
A nigga don't get no respect
Unless a motherfucker gotta come and snap some necks
So I play that game like it 'posed to be played
Cause ski and cmt is not the one that's gonna daze
Yeah I see niggas jockin niggas like a bitch
Just cause the punk made one local hit
Even my homies get brainwashed by that shit
The look at me and say, "man ski is doin it"
Fuck all that, I ain't givin up props
Until I hear the motherfuckin nigga album drop
So I get pissed and take it out on wax
And think how the fuck they sign this one dimensional artist to a damn
Contract
But life moves on, huh
And while it's movin I write about it in my fuckin songs
I pack a nine double l just incase
I talk shit and they wanna front me to my face
Punk niggas wanna get respect
But disrespect, but it don't even work like that
It's all about the mighty dollar
Whoever controls the dead presidents control the power
So watch your back in this game see
Cause niggas get lame see, but they can't fuck with me
I might be humble but I'm only givin ? ? ? ?
So motherfuckers can't jack a nigga from cali

[cmt]
Yeah bitches just like that, ya know what I'm sayin?
But yo, another nigga from cali.
His name is rally ral.
So yo ral.
School these motherfuckers.

[rally ral]
When will motherfuckers learn, fuckin around with me you get burned
It's all a battle brother, comin up on it firm
Nine one was the year for school
And nine two's for rules
And nine three's for rulin
Huh, any motherfucker out there
You keep fuckin around I have you rappin in a wheelchair
Cause rally ral don't play no way
I'd rather slay a motherfucker like all day
So I'm a rock it on till the end then
It's a neccessity for me to keep lendin
Funky tracks for the wack to improve on
Listen to the nigga rally or move on
Because I got rhymes for the young and old
I got a style for the middle class and low
Whoever said that rally ral couldn't deliver
I have your fuckin ass goin up a river
Just like a boat goin mainstream
I have your fuckin body doin the same thing
So now you know not to fuck around with rally
A nigga nigga nigga nigga nigga from cali

[cmt]
Yeah that's a nigga you don't wanna fuck with but yo.
This is another motherfuckin nigga from cali.
Master p.
So yo p.
Do me a favor man.
Slip it.

[master p]
Slip in my motherfuckin ? ? ? feelin fucked up
Three niggas from cali in this game and done came up
Livin but never givin and givin but steady livin
And droppin more motherfuckin shit then a stage of pigeons
Rollin, three niggas we hella deep
? ? ? the gat in the hood when you know me
The m, the a, the s, the t, the e, the r
And if you fuck with the p
You won't live to see a month cause I'm a nigga out the game
Makin that bank, I'm from the motherfuckin bay so I'm fuckin with dank
And if a nigga cold run up he get's done up
Jacked for his motherfuckin daytons cause it's a come up
California, the state of the homocides
Niggas into bangin and doin fuckin drive by's
So welcome to my motherfuckin hood bitch
I told you last year that p don't take no bullshit
And if you run up and run up and run up and run up and run up
Bam motherfuckin punk you get done up
Huh, in other words you get tossed like salad
C tell them who we are
[cmt]
We them niggas from cali

Yeah bitches.
E-a-ski, rally ral, master p.
Comin up for the nine two, know what I'm sayin?
You stupid ass bitches.
Can't fuck with the

The niggas, the niggas, the niggas from cali
(repeats till end)

 

I can't argue with you. He is a good lyricist. Dark Side of the Moon is full of interesting lines. I just think he is kind of up his own ass. He didn't write many songs after the early 70s that weren't preachy and emo. He doesn't seem to question things but rather, he retorts. He doesn't sing odes to good things but instead laments of humanity's faults.

I like simplicity and humility, like this:

I remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel,
you were talking so brave and so sweet,
giving me head on the unmade bed,
while the limousines wait in the street.
Those were the reasons and that was New York,
we were running for the money and the flesh.
And that was called love for the workers in song
probably still is for those of them left.

Ah but you got away, didn't you babe,
you just turned your back on the crowd,
you got away, I never once heard you say,
I need you, I don't need you,
I need you, I don't need you
and all of that jiving around.

I remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel
you were famous, your heart was a legend.
You told me again you preferred handsome men
but for me you would make an exception.
And clenching your fist for the ones like us
who are oppressed by the figures of beauty,
you fixed yourself, you said, "Well never mind,
we are ugly but we have the music."

And then you got away, didn't you babe...

I don't mean to suggest that I loved you the best,
I can't keep track of each fallen robin.
I remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel,
that's all, I don't even think of you that often.

 

"old enough now to change your name
when so many love you is it all the same
it's the woman in you that makes you place this game" cowgirl in the sand

"i dont want no scrub scrub is a guy who dont get no love from me hanging on the passenger side of his best friends ride trying to holla at me."--woahhhhh