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The Evil Midnight Bomber wot Bombs at Midnight
Join Date: Apr 2003
Location: Northeast Jesusland
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Worst Lyrics in History
I searched on "Worst Lyrics" and didn't get anything like this.
Pop music is and has always been characterized by a certain level of insipidity, and Rock has it's share too, but some songs really set the bar low. So what are some of the worst lyrics ever? Some of my choices: "...But if this ever changing world in which we live in..." (Sir Paul - Live & Let Die) "Pink as the sheets that we lay on./Pink is my favorite crayon." (Aerosmith - Pink) "Here is my heart/ waiting for you./ Here is my soul./ I eat at chez noux." (Yes - Love Will Find a Way)
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loves you
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Join Date: Apr 2006
Location: Florida
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I wear my sunglasses at night
So I can, so I can Watch you weave Then breathe your story lines And I wear my sunglasses at night So I can, so I can Keep track of the visions in my eyes While she's deceiving me It cuts my security Has she got control of me I turn to her and say Don't switch the blade On the guy in shades, oh-no Don't masquerade With the guy in shades, oh-no I can't believe it 'Cause you got it made With the guy in shades, oh-no And I wear my sunglasses at night So I can, so I can Forget my name while you collect your claim And I wear my sunglasses at night So I can, so I can See the light that's right before my eyes While she's deceiving me She cuts my security Has she got control of me I turn to her and say Don't switch the blade On the guy in shades, oh-no Don't masquerade With the guy in shades, oh-no I can't believe it Don't be afraid Of the guy in shades, oh-no It kinda scared you 'Cause you got it made With the guy in shades, oh-no Oh, I say I wear my sunglasses at night I wear my sunglasses at night I wear my sunglasses at night I say it to you now I wear my sunglasses at night I wear my sunglasses at night I wear my sunglasses at night I cry to you I wear my sunglasses at night I wear my sunglasses at night
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In the 6th percentile
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Join Date: May 2006
Location: Toronto
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mixedmedia, it's bad enough we Canadians have to apologize for Bryan Adams.... now Corey Hart?
*sighs* clue number one was when you knocked on my door clue number two was the look that you wore n' that's when i knew it was a pretty good sign that something was wrong up on cloud number nine well it's a long way up and we won't come down tonight well it may be wrong but baby it sure feels right and the moon is out and the stars are bright and whatever comes s'gonna be alright cause tonight you will be mine - up on cloud number nine and there ain't no place that i'd rather be and we can't go back but you're here with me yeah, the weather is really fine - up on cloud number nine now he hurt you and you hurt me and that wasn't the way it was supposed to be so baby tonight let's leave the world behind and spend some time up on cloud number nine well it's a long way up and we won't come down tonight well it may be wrong but baby it sure feels right well we won't come down tonight ya we won't come down tonight no we won't come down tonight we can watch the world go by - up on cloud number nine
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Tilted Cat Head
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Join Date: Apr 2003
Location: Manhattan, NY
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skogafoss hates this
Savage Garden - Truly Madly Deeply I want to stand with you on a mountain. I want to bathe with you in the sea. I want to lay like this forever. Until the sky falls down on me... always she has to correct the grammar error, each and every time we hear it...
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<3 TFP
Join Date: May 2004
Location: Michigan USA
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What grammar error?
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In the 6th percentile
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Join Date: May 2006
Location: Toronto
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Heh... let sleeping dies lie.... not lay.
You lay something; you don't lay down.
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"The great enemy of clear language is insincerity. [...] In our age there is no such thing as 'keeping out of politics.' All issues are political issues, and politics itself is a mass of lies, evasions, folly, hatred, and schizophrenia. When the general atmosphere is bad, language must suffer." "Humankind cannot bear very much reality."—"Politics and the English Language," George Orwell —"Burnt Norton," Four Quartets, T. S. Eliot Last edited by Baraka_Guru; 07-12-2008 at 09:49 AM. |
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loves you
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Join Date: Apr 2006
Location: Florida
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Don't sweat it, Baraka, Canada's hardly got a monopoly on insipid lyrics:
I'm bringing sexy back (yeah) Them other boys don't know how to act (yeah) I think you're special what's behind your back (yeah) So turn around and I'll pick up the slack. (yeah) Take em' to the bridge Dirty babe (uh huh) You see these shackles baby I'm your slave (uh huh) I'll let you whip me if I misbehave (uh huh) It's just that no one makes me feel this way (uh huh) Take 'em to the chorus Come here girl Go ahead, be gone with it Come to the back Go ahead, be gone with it VIP Go ahead, be gone with it Drinks on me Go ahead, be gone with it Let me see what you're twerkin' with Go ahead, be gone with it Look at those hips Go ahead, be gone with it You make me smile Go ahead, be gone with it Go ahead child Go ahead, be gone with it And get your sexy on Go ahead, be gone with it Get your sexy on Go ahead, be gone with it [X6] Get your sexy on I'm bringing sexy back (yeah) Them other fuckers don't know how to act (yeah) Come let me make up for the things you lack (yeah) 'Cause your burning up I gotta get it fast (yeah) Take 'em to the bridge Dirty babe (uh huh) You see these shackles baby I'm your slave (uh huh) I'll let you whip me if I misbehave (uh huh) It's just that no one makes me feel this way (uh huh) Come here girl Go ahead, be gone with it Come to the back Go ahead, be gone with it VIP Go ahead, be gone with it Drinks on me Go ahead, be gone with it Let me see what you're twerkin' with Go ahead, be gone with it Look at those hips Go ahead, be gone with it You make me smile Go ahead, be gone with it Go ahead child Go ahead, be gone with it And get your sexy on Go ahead, be gone with it Get your sexy on Go ahead, be gone with it [X6] Get your sexy on You ready? [x3] I'm bringing sexy back (yeah) The mothers fuckers watch how I attack (yeah) If that's your girl better watch your back (yeah) Cause she'll burn it up for me and that's a fact (yeah) Take em' to the chorus Come here girl Go ahead, be gone with it Come to the back Go ahead, be gone with it VIP Go ahead, be gone with it Drinks on me Go ahead, be gone with it Let me see what you're twerkin' with Go ahead, be gone with it Look at those hips Go ahead, be gone with it You make me smile Go ahead, be gone with it Go ahead child Go ahead, be gone with it And get your sexy on Go ahead, be gone with it Get your sexy on Go ahead, be gone with it [X6] Get your sexy on You ready? [x4] ![]()
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Tilted Cat Head
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Join Date: Apr 2003
Location: Manhattan, NY
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most people have no clue that it's grammatically incorrect and it grates her each and every time we hear the song. She can't hear the endearment of the song at all, just the grammatical error.
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Submit to me, you know you want to
Join Date: Sep 2003
Location: Lilburn, Ga
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worst song ever
You can tell the world you never was my girl You can burn my clothes when I'm gone Or you can tell your friends just what a fool I've been And laugh and joke about me on the phone You can tell my arms to go back onto the phone You can tell my feet to hit the floor Or you can tell my lilps to tell my fingertips They won't be reaching out for you no more But don't tell my heart, my achy breaky heart I just don't think it'd understand And if you tell my heart, my achy breaky heart He might blow up and kill this man Ooo You can tell your ma I moved to Arkansas Or you can tell your dog to bite my leg Or tell your brother Cliff who's fist can tell my lips He never really liked me anyway Oh tell your Aunt Louise, tell anything you please Myself already knows that I'm okay Oh you can tell my eyes to watch out for my mind It might be walking out on me today But don't tell my heart, my achy breaky heart I just don't think it'd understand And if you tell my heart, my achy breaky heart He might blow up and kill this man Ooo But don't tell my heart, my achy breaky heart I just don't think it'd understand And if you tell my heart, my achy breaky heart He might blow up and kill this man Ooo Don't tell my heart, my achy breaky heart He might blow up and kill this man Ooo Don't tell my heart, my achy breaky heart He might blow up and kill this man Ooo
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Philosophy Ruined My Life
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Location: Queens
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It's almost embarrassing how every freestyle song ever created is fit for this thread.
Corina - Temptation We've been together so long I never meant to do you wrong But I've found someone new Theirs nothing you can say or do To try and change my mind Would be a waste of time Lets go our seperate ways Theirs nothing more to say Just try to ease your mind 'Cause I don't mean to hurt you It's just he's knows to treat me like a special lady It's time you look away He's knows just how to touch me Maybe someday you'll understand Chorus: Temptation is a part of life It doesn't matter if its wrong or right Temptation is a part of life It doesn't matter if its wrong or right It makes you do what you love He's knows I can't resist Ooh, his perfect lips When he looks in my eyes I feel like I've been hypnotized I've wanted him for so long What I felt was oh so strong ...
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Adam The Word King
Join Date: Sep 2003
Location: Ipswich, UK
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The worst
Cheeky girls . (oo) boy's cheeky girls (oo) girl's cheeky boys (oo) boy's cheeky girls (oo) girl's cheeky boys (oo) boy's cheeky girls (oo) girl's cheeky boys (oo) boy's cheeky girls (oo) girl's cheeky boys never ever ask where do you go never ever ask what do you do never ever ask whats in your mind never ever ask if you'l be mine don't ask why don't be shy touch my bum this is life we are the cheeky girls we are the cheeky girls you are the cheeky boys you are the cheeky boys we are the cheeky girls we are the cheeky girls you are the cheeky boy's you are the cheeky boy's we are the cheeky girls we are the cheeky girls you are the cheeky boy's you are the cheeky boy's mmm cheeky cheeky che che che che che (oo) boy's cheeky girls (oo) girl's cheeky boys (oo) boy's cheeky girls (oo) girl's cheeky boys (oo) boy's cheeky girls (oo) girl's cheeky boys (oo) boy's cheeky girls (oo) girl's cheeky boys never ever ask where do you go never ever ask what do you do never ever ask whats in your mind never ever ask if you'l be mine don't ask why don't be shy touch my bum this is life we are the cheeky girls we are the cheeky girls you are the cheeky boys you are the cheeky boys we are the cheeky girls we are the cheeky girls you are the cheeky boy's you are the cheeky boy's we are the cheeky girls we are the cheeky girls you are the cheeky boy's you are the cheeky boy' come and join the cheeky club this is what you want come and sing the cheeky song our cheeky cheeky song ( oo ) come and join the cheeky club this is what you want come and sing the cheeky song our cheeky cheeky song ( oo ) don't ask why don't be shy touch my bum this is life we are the cheeky girls we are the cheeky girls you are the cheeky boys you are the cheeky boys we are the cheeky girls we are the cheeky girls you are the cheeky boy's you are the cheeky boy's we are the cheeky girls we are the cheeky girls you are the cheeky boy's you are the cheeky boy's cheeky cheeky
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Tilted
Join Date: Sep 2007
Location: Los Angeles, CA
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"Only time will tell if we stand the test of time"
Sammy Hagar while part of Van Halen, the name of the song escapes me but that insipid line lives with me forever ![]()
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loves you
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Join Date: Apr 2006
Location: Florida
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Lover of life.
Join Date: Apr 2003
Location: New Mexico
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Finger Eleven - Paralyzer (i hate them so much and the lyrics to this song are just terrible)
hold on so nervously To me and my drink I wish it was cooling me But so far, has not been good It’s been shitty And I feel awkward, as I should This club has got to be The most pretentious thing Since I thought you and me Well I am imagining A dark lit place Or your place or my place Well I’m not paralyzed But, I seem to be struck by you I want to make you move Because you’re standing still If your body matches What your eyes can do You’ll probably move right through Me on my way to you I hold out for one more drink Before I think I’m looking too desperately But so far has not been fun I should just stay home If one thing really means one This club will hopefully Be closed in three weeks That would be cool with me Well I’m still imagining A dark lit place Or your place or my place I’m not paralyzed But, I seem to be struck by you I want to make you move Because you’re standing still If your body matches What your eyes can do You’ll probably move right through Me on my way to you We’ll I’m not paralyzed But, I seem to be struck by you I want to make you move Because you’re standing still If your body matches What your eyes can do You’ll probably move right through Me on my way to you
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Join Date: Apr 2004
Location: chicago
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for some reason, i have remember this particularly miserable lyrical excursion inflicted on us by emerson lake and palmer since high school.
it contains the worst couplet ever penned, which is in bold: Still....You Turn Me On Do you want to be an angel, Do you want to be a star, Do you want to play some magic on my guitar? Do you want to be a poet, Do you want to be my string? You could be anything. Do you want to be the lover of another Undercover? You could even be the man on the moon. Do you want to be the player, Do you want to be the string? Let me just tell you something, It just don't mean a thing. You see it really doesn't matter when you're buried in disguise by the dark glass on your eyes, though your flesh has crystalised; Still .... you turn me on. Do you want to be the pillow where I lay my head, Do you want to be the feathers lying in my bed? Do you want to be a colour cover magazine; create a scene. Every day a little sadder, A little madder, Someone get me a ladder. Do you want to be the singer, Do you want to be the song? Let me tell you something you just couldn't be more wrong. You see I really have to tell you that it all gets so intense. >From my experience It just doesn't seem to make sense, Still .... you turn me on
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Inane
Join Date: Jan 2004
Location: Wunderland
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Are we talking worst like lamest or grossest?
Mindless Self Indulgence: Panty Shot Five year old pantyshot oh,I can see between her legs Five year old pantyshot Oh Yeah Yeah Yeah Five year old mother fuckin pantyshot Can't complain I didn't even touch her so I can't be blamed 5 year old pantyshot in my brain My life has meaning when she spreads her legs 5 year old pantyshot oh,I can see between her legs 5 year old pantyshot oh cock, bomb shock,you muthafuckas missed a spot mother fuckin pantyshot I can't complain I didn't even touch her so I can't be blamed Five year old pantyshot hit my brain My life has meaning when she spreads her legs Five year old panty shot shot shot shot
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The Evil Midnight Bomber wot Bombs at Midnight
Join Date: Apr 2003
Location: Northeast Jesusland
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"I've been watching you for hours/ it's been years since we were born..."
Counting Crows - Murder of One Quote:
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comfortably numb...
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Join Date: Apr 2003
Location: pasco county
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Sylvia's mother says "Sylvia's busy"
"Too busy to come to the phone" Sylvia's mother says "Sylvia's tryin'" "To start a new life of her own" Sylvia's mother says "Sylvia's happy" "So why don't you leave her alone?" CHORUS And the operator says "40 cents more for the next 3 minutes" Ple-ease Mrs. Avery, I just gotta talk to her I'll only keep her a while Please Mrs. Avery, I just wanna tell 'er goodbye Sylvia's mother says "Sylvia's packin'" "She's gonna be leavin' today" Sylvia's mother says "Sylvia's marryin' " "A fella down Galveston way" Sylvia's mother says "Please don't say nothin'" "To make her start cryin' and stay" CHORUS Sylvia's mother says "Sylvia's hurryin' " "She's catchin' the nine o'clock train" Sylvia's mother says "Take your umbrella" "cause Sylvie, it's startin' to rain" And Sylvia's mother says "thank you for callin'" "And, sir, won't you call back again?"
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The 411 Guy
Join Date: Nov 2004
Location: Jayhawkland
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Ladies and gentleman, I present to you
Natalie Portman's Shaved Head - Beard Lust Look at my facial hair Oh man hot damn it's everywhere Where'd you get that beard? I grew it How you keep it so clean? I shampoo it YEAH I really wish I could grow a mustache Why don't ya? Well frankly I don't have the cash You gotta take care of your facial hair Otherwise it gets scruffy and bare The elements of style For the beard (something) The essential manual For owners of beards Trim it Cut it Comb it Style it Clean it and scent with violet Love it but don't get violent Rub it but not in public Eat with it but don't get messy The only rule is keep it classy ........ If you want to hear this bit of awesomeness, go to their myspace. I downloaded it for someone at work, but just had to listen to it beforehand. Super-duper is all I can say about it.
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Functionally Appropriate
Join Date: May 2004
Location: Toronto
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Weezer's El Scorcho is a fun, catchy pop tune but the lyrics are pretty clunky:
I went to the Green Day concert. You said you never heard of them (How cool is that?) so I went in to your room, and read your dia-ree-hee... The Five Man Electrical Band's song Signs is just about a perfect song: It's catchy and the upbeat tone matches its earnest message well. It's also structured quite neatly in its rhyming and phrasing. Because of this, the one line that fails to rhyme and fit the phrasing sticks out like a sore thumb: And the sign said anybody caught trespassing would be shot on sight So I jumped on the fence and yelled at the house, Hey! what gives you the right To put up a fence to keep me out or to keep mother nature in If God was here, he'd tell you to your face, man you're some kinda sinner You just know they agonized over a way use "sin" instead of "sinner" but couldn't quite get it. I shake my head every time I hear it.
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