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Sorry if this has been done but I havent seen anything on it.

What are your favourite lyrics? Any lyrics that you love or think are particularily naff?

Then discuss them!

Currently my favourite lyrics are that of Brand News single "Jesus Christ"

"Jesus Christ I'm alone again

so what did you do those three days you were dead?

Cos this problems gonna last more than the weekend"

I'll post more when they occur to me

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George Formby spits lyrics like no other. Dig this.

Now I go cleanin' windows to earn an honest bob

For a nosy parker it's an interestin' job

Now it's a job that just suits me

A window cleaner you would be

If you can see what I can see

When I'm cleanin' windows

Honeymoonin' couples too

You should see them bill 'n coo

You'd be surprised at things they do

When I'm cleanin' windows

In my profession I'll work hard

But I'll never stop

I'll climb this blinkin' ladder

Till I get right to the top

The blushin' bride, she looks divine

The bridegroom he is doin' fine

I'd rather have his job than mine

When I'm cleanin' windows

The chambermaids' sweet names I call

It's a wonder I don't fall

My mind's not on my work at all

When I'm cleanin' windows

I know a fella, such a swell

He has a thirst, that's plain to tell

I've seen him drink his bath as well

When I'm cleanin' windows

Oh, in my profession I'll work hard

But I'll never stop

I'll climb this blinkin' ladder

Till I get right to the top

Pyjamas lyin' side by side

Ladies nighties I have spied

I've often seen what goes inside

When I'm cleanin' windows

------ banjo ------

Now there's a famous talkie queen

She looks a flapper on the screen

She's more like eightie than eighteen

When I'm cleanin' windows

She pulls her hair all down behind

Then pulls down her... never mind

And after that pulls down the blind

When I'm cleanin' windows

In my profession I'll work hard

But I'll never stop

I'll climb this blinkin' ladder

Till I get right to the top

An old maid walks around the floor

She's so fed up, one day I'm sure

She'll drag me in and lock the door

When I'm cleanin' windows

When I'm cleanin' windows

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I like this one too.

Dr. Dre - Forgot about Dre

"So fuck y'all. All a y'all

Y'all don't like me? Blow me.

Mad at me because I can finally afford to provide my family with groceries"

I like rap songs. I also like how "groceries" was the most angst ridden word the Doctor could think of that half-rhymed with "Blow Me". I hope I don't get caught up in one of his drive-by fruit-pelting's. Dayamnn.

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Dr. Dre - Forgot about Dre

"So fuck y'all. All a y'all

Y'all don't like me? Blow me.

Mad at me because I can finally afford to provide my family with groceries"

I like rap songs. I also like how "groceries" was the most angst ridden word the Doctor could think of that half-rhymed with "Blow Me". I hope I don't get caught up in one of his drive-by fruit-pelting's. Dayamnn.

Ah but you forget the illustrious "Lets Get High" from that very same album

"I just took some ecstacy

ain't no telling what the side effects could be

and all these bitches here equal sex to me

and i've got this bad bitch laying next to me"

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Good god, I never owned the album I'm afraid. I'm quite glad I didn't. I don't understand how Dre could go from his NWA material to his god awful solo career. I like those lyrics you posted though. Dre knows how to have a good time, but I just wish he'd go back to poppin' caps in the Poh-lice. Y'know?

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Currently, it's these, from the Agoraphobic Nosebleed/Kill the Client split 7", fav bits in bold.

1. Assault Rifle

Took a blowtorch to the judges feet while bums fucked his daughter.

Burned holes in her eyelids with cigarettes because she wouldn't stop crying.

Then god and godless wept for the finks, snitches, and liars.

Ammunition as currency and I'm wearing a wire.

Prayers to be answered, kidnap and murder for hire.

Wearing a suit you're as good as dead, there'll be no warning shots fired.

Shot the judge, jury, and the state executioner. Killed the lawyers, clients, and all their friends.

Killed off the victim's families one by one, laid them facing Mecca end to end.

Pray for they prey compassion in a quick and painless death.

Pray for they enemy that they should never know my face, god works in mysterious ways as i lay in wait.

Annihilate fucking everyone, annihilate everything.

Fuck the world and everyone on it.

Fuck you, your god, your family.

Fuck the world and everything on it.

Burn it all to the fucking ground.

Annihilate fucking everyone, annihilate everything. Piss where I can see you bitch.

Invisible enemies have us surrounded.

Bloodshed in infrared, multiple targets.

From enslavement to obliteration, to completely mentally retarded.

Death by my own manipulation, kill the fucking client.

2. Mock Execution

Arabian goggles over Baghdad. Condoleezza steamer on an old man's chest.

I don't give a fuck, Saddam took it like a man.

Bush would have cried, begged for his life, taken out a second mortgage on his soul,

fucked around on his wife and defaulted the entire loan.

Life's a lovely tit to gently squeeze or a boob to wrench and bruise.

I honestly don't give a fuck, unemployed and the economy is great.

To all the southern boys getting sand pounded up their ass, my thanks.

America escapes the breadline again, this time in hi-def, seven speaker surround sound.

Ate so much wartime pussy I'm really puttin' on the pounds.

Life's a lovely tit to gently squeeze or a fucking boob to wrench and bruise.

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I like this one too.

Dr. Dre - Forgot about Dre

"So fuck y'all. All a y'all

Y'all don't like me? Blow me.

Mad at me because I can finally afford to provide my family with groceries"

I like rap songs. I also like how "groceries" was the most angst ridden word the Doctor could think of that half-rhymed with "Blow Me". I hope I don't get caught up in one of his drive-by fruit-pelting's. Dayamnn.

i thought it was:

"So fuck y'all. All a y'all

Y'all don't like me? Blow me.

Y'all gon' keep fuckin' round wit' me and turn me back to the old me."

i'm pretty sure, which means that he rhymes me with me, which is gash.

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' date=' post: 477199"']i thought it was:

"So fuck y'all. All a y'all

Y'all don't like me? Blow me.

Y'all gon' keep fuckin' round wit' me and turn me back to the old me."

i'm pretty sure, which means that he rhymes me with me, which is gash.

You might be right. I haven't heard that song in a long long time.

Either way, the rhyming is terrible throughout. I dig that. I especially like the line about groceries though.

I'm a big fan of early They Might Be Giants lyrics. Far too many to mention all the best ones, but I like this one alot, from Hey Mr DJ, I Thought We Had A Deal?

"I could never sleep my way to the top.

My alarm clock always wakes me right up"

Awesome.

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they don't come much better than this....

Happiness, happiness, the greatest gift that I posses

I thank the Lord I've been blessed

With more than my share of happiness

To me this old world is a wonderful place

And I'm just about the luckiest human in the whole human race

I've got no silver and I've got no gold

Just a whole lot of happiness in my soul

Happiness, happiness, the greatest gift that I posses

I thank the Lord I've been blessed

With more than my share of happiness

Happiness to me is an ocean tide

Or a sunset fading on a mountain side

Or maybe a big old heaven full of stars up above

When I'm in the arms of the one I love

Happiness is a field of grain

Lifting its face to the falling rain

I can see it in the sunshine, I breathe it in the rain

Happiness everywhere

Happiness, happiness, the greatest gift that I posses

I thank the Lord I've been blessed

With more than my share of happiness

A wise old man told me one time

That happiness is nothing but a frame of mind

I hope when you go to measuring my success

That you don't count my money count my happiness

Happiness, happiness, the greatest gift that I posses

I thank the Lord I've been blessed

With more than my share of happiness

Happiness, happiness, the greatest gift that I posses

I thank the Lord I've been blessed

With more than my share of happiness

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One evening as the sun went down and the jungle fire was burning

Down the track came a hobo hiking and he said boys I'm not turning

I'm headin for a land that's far away beside the crystal fountains

So come with me we'll go and see the Big Rock Candy Mountains

In the Big Rock Candy Mountains there's a land that's fair and bright

Where the handouts grow on bushes and you sleep out every night

Where the boxcars are all empty and the sun shines every day

On the birds and the bees and the cigarette trees

Where the lemonade springs where the bluebird sings

In the Big Rock Candy Mountains

In the Big Rock Candy Mountains all the cops have wooden legs

And the bulldogs all have rubber teeth and the hens lay soft boiled eggs

The farmer's trees are full of fruit and the barns are full of hay

Oh, I'm bound to go where there ain't no snow

Where the rain don't fall and the wind don't blow

In the Big Rock Candy Mountains

In the Big Rock Candy Mountains you never change your socks

And the little streams of alcohol come a-trickling down the rocks

The brakemen have to tip their hats and the railroad bulls are blind

There's a lake of stew and of whiskey too

You can paddle all around 'em in a big canoe

In the Big Rock Candy Mountains

In the Big Rock Candy Mountains the jails are made of tin

And you can walk right out again as soon as you are in

There ain't no short handled shovels, no axes saws or picks

I'm a goin to stay where you sleep all day

Where they hung the jerk that invented work

In the Big Rock Candy Mountains

I'll see you all this coming fall in the Big Rock Candy Mountains

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adam greens usually got some quality lyrics

there's no wrong way to fuck a girl with no legs

just tell her you love her as she's crawlin' away

there's no wrong way to fuck a bitch with no faith

now you'll never be sad again

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When I was young and they packed me off to school

and taught me how not to play the game,

I didn't mind if they groomed me for success,

or if they said that I was a fool.

So I left there in the morning

with their God tucked underneath my arm --

their half-assed smiles and the book of rules.

So I asked this God a question

and by way of firm reply,

He said -- I'm not the kind you have to wind up on Sundays.

So to my old headmaster (and to anyone who cares):

before I'm through I'd like to say my prayers --

I don't believe you:

you had the whole damn thing all wrong --

He's not the kind you have to wind up on Sundays.

Well you can excomunicate me on my way to Sunday school

and have all the bishops harmonize these lines --

how do you dare tell me that I'm my Father's son

when that was just an accident of Birth.

I'd rather look around me -- compose a better song

`cos that's the honest measure of my worth.

In your pomp and all your glory you're a poorer man than me,

as you lick the boots of death born out of fear.

I don't believe you:

you had the whole damn thing all wrong --

He's not the kind you have to wind up on Sundays.

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'No God up in the sky

And no devil beneath the sea

Could do the job that you did, baby

Of bringing me to my knees'

Beautiful.

From 'Brompton Oratory' by Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds

Love from Christy

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Im afraid of a ghost

its the sight I fear the most

Rather have a piece of toast

watch the evening news

Life ohh, life.....shut the f*** up des, your lyrics are poop!!!!!

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You know what this thread needs? A Smashing Pumpkins lyric.

blank page was all the rage

never meant to say anything

in bed I was half dead

tired of dreaming of rest

got dressed, drove the state line

looking for you at the five and dime

stop sign told me stay at home

told me you were not alone

blank page was all the rage

never meant to hurt anyone

in bed I was half dead

tired of dreaming of rest

you haven't changed, you're still the same

may you rise as you fall

you were easy, you are forgotten

you are the ways of my mistakes

I catch the rainfall through the leaking roof

that you had left behind

you remind me of that leak in my soul

the rain falls, my friends call

leaking rain on the phone

take a day, plant some trees

may they shade you from me

may your children play beneath

blank page was all the rage

never meant to say anything

in bed I was half dead

tired of dreaming of rest

got dressed, drove the state line

looking for you at the five and dime

but there I was picking pieces up

you are a ghost of my indecision

no more, little girl

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Anything by King Creosote. Beautifully understated poetry.

Or Ian Simpson from out of the Family Simpson.

in particular the line "I gave you half my heart, you gave a half hearted shrug"

gets me everytime.

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