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Post your lyrics in here, either with links to the accompanying music (preferred) or on their own.

Also, if there's a lyric you have and can't think of something to follow on from it or if you're just plain stuck here might be a good place to seek some collective advice.

Please try to keep the feedback as constructive as possible and in good spirit.

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In fact, I'll post this up just to get the ball rolling:

POINT OF ORIGIN on PureVolume.com

Poppy, 18, from Somerset

Poppy, 18, from Somerset

Youre an Angel in the paper I just cant forget

From the first time that I saw page 3

And found you looking back at me

I admit, my heart, skipped a beat

I dont know if I'll ever feel the same

I just want to take you on a date

Cos you make me want to master-mind

A way for us to be together, forever

Just tell me what you want

Tell me what you need

Ill do it gladly for you

I dont want anything to stand in my way

I want you so badly (I really do)

Although it may be wrong youre the girl I cant forget

You're Poppy, 18, from Somerset

Oh Poppy, 18, from Somerset,

Please dont think Im crazy cos Im not there yet

I just want to make you see

That you could be the girl for me

Well dance the night away

So breathless but Im happy all the same

Can you catch these words straight from my lips?

As you catch me staring at your eyes

That I just want to look right into forever

Just tell me what you want

Tell me what you need

Ill do it gladly for you

I dont want anything to stand in my way

I want you so badly (I deeply do)

Although it may be wrong youre the girl I cant forget

Poppy, 18, from Somerset

And though weve never met at all

Your picture looks so happy on my wall

Its a silly fantasy

I just hope you take these words as flattery...

And then give me a call

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Ok, I'll shoot first:

Plastic, The Underkills

The Underkills on MySpace Music - Free Streaming MP3s, Pictures & Music Downloads

You like to shop till you drop

It's all about the make up, tip top

Shit hot, so hot it hurts

But it's only on the outside

You're so plastic, fake-tantastic

Walking like the street's a catwalk

It's all about the fake talk, non-stop

You talk so much it hurts

You are really ugly on the inside

You're so plastic, fake-tantastic

For what it's worth, deep down it hurts

You're so unsure and insecure

You can't decide.........

Nowhere to hide

You're whole life's a fashion show

It's all about the big show, all go

Shallow, so low it hurts

You think it's worth it in the end

You're so plastic, fake-tantastic

For what it's worth, deep down it hurts

You're so unsure and insecure

You can't decide.........

Nowhere to hide

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Post your lyrics in here, either with links to the accompanying music (preferred) or on their own.

Also, if there's a lyric you have and can't think of something to follow on from it or if you're just plain stuck here might be a good place to seek some collective advice.

Please try to keep the feedback as constructive as possible and in good spirit.

I've always thought you are a superb lyricist Bob, but I don't think Poppy 18 represents your best work. You use a lot of wordplay and stuff in your songs that I really like, Stayover in particular had some great lyrics. This one is just a little bit too fluffy and pop-punk-by-numbers for my palate, it's like Point Of Origin-lite.

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I've always thought you are a superb lyricist Bob, but I don't think Poppy 18 represents your best work. You use a lot of wordplay and stuff in your songs that I really like, Stayover in particular had some great lyrics. This one is just a little bit too fluffy and pop-punk-by-numbers for my palate, it's like Point Of Origin-lite.

It sounds weird but when I was writing this one I deliberately made the lyrics simple, verging on obvious. I wasn't holding Poppy up as my best lyrics, but it happens to be online which was convenient when I was starting this thread. I totally get what you're saying though, I'm just pleased you like some of my lyrics! Haha.

Do it, Bob. Get Bring on the Sluts up here.

Ask and yee shal receive. POINT OF ORIGIN on PureVolume.com

Verse 1

Knowing different girls and being nice to them was boring,

All I ever wanted from them was a little whoring,

That's when I saw her one day just walking down Canal Street,

Staring at her boobies but eventually our eyes meet,

There is something special bout a girl that don't care,

You're staring at her body and you want your hands there,

Well she knew me in one second and she said "Hey boy, you're in luck..."

"Would you like to fuck?"

Break

Verse 2

Okay so Im lying cos that really didnt happen,

I wish it really did cos Ive been wanking like a madman,

Been with this chick for ages she thinks shes kinda special,

If I dont get some pussy soon I think that Ill go mental,

There is something fucked up bout a girl that don't care,

You're staring at her body and you want your hands there,

Its so wrong its like Ive got this itch,

Im gonna dump that bitch!

Chorus

So Bring On The Sluts,

Cos theres never enough,

Of girls who like dick,

Hell it makes me sick when,

Girls who are nice,

Wont take my advice,

Just leave me alone,

Cos I need a fuckin slut to bone.

Hold me in the morning now tell me that Im special,

You can get your pants off get your fucking pants off,

All my friends hate you boy they say youre hyper-sexual,

You can get your pants off get your fucking pants off,

Give me lots of presents and you can kiss and hug me,

You can get your pants off get your fucking pants off,

Look me in the eyes right now and tell me that you love me,

You can get your pants off RIGHT NOW!

Verse 3

Please dont get me wrong now girls you need to understand me,

Sluts not a bad word at all cos eventually youll know we -

Men like girls who like to fuck and fuck their reputation,

All that shit is just made up to ruin situations,

When will the world just look around and drop their double standard?

If there were no sluts to dick then we would all be angered,

By a world where we must be alone and think I might explode,

If I dont shoot my load.

Break

Verse 4

Knowing different girls and being nice to them was boring,

All I ever wanted from them was a little whoring,

That's when I saw her one night just walking down Canal Street,

Staring at her boobies but eventually our eyes meet,

There is something special bout a girl that don't care,

You're staring at her body and you want your hands there,

Its so wrong it might even be crass,

She takes it up the ass.

Chorus etc etc etc

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This is the first song Cobra Kai wrote, it's called Sins Of The Flesh, I wrote the lyrics about three years ago. The "meaning" if you will alludes to the old adages "for every door that closes another opens" or "every cloud has a silver lining"- ie if you're moping around and feeling sad because something shitty happened to you (eg you lose your job or break up with your girlfriend etc.) stay positive, dust yourself down and get back on the horse because something 100 times better may be just around the corner (eg you then stumble into the job of your dreams or meet your soul mate), and it wouldn't have happened if the shitty thing hadn't happened in the first place.

Though admittedly some of it is just words that rhyme that I thought sounded cool.

Cobra Kai on MySpace Music - Free Streaming MP3s, Pictures & Music Downloads

SINS OF THE FLESH

V1

Ripple effect,

Causes shipwrecks,

When you throw stones.

No-one chooses,

Cuts and bruises,

And broken bones.

Young and graceful,

If she is faithful,

I will stay clean.

Ostracized,

Remove eyes,

We are obscene.

CHORUS

I learned from my mistakes

A broken heart can be replaced

But it takes it out of you

By running from my fears

I haven't aged a day in years

Trust is there to be abused

V2

I am ready

You are ready

We will take turns

I am waiting

For the day when

Bridges are burned

Watch the blood spill

From the love kill

Victimless crime

This is epic

Antiseptic

Sign of the times.

CHORUS

I learned from my mistakes

A broken heart can be replaced

But it takes it out of you

By running from my fears

I haven't aged a day in years

Trust is there to be abused

CODA

The perfect plan,

The perfect foil

To the victor goes the spoils

Time and place

Age and race

Perfect body, perfect face

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Ok, I'll shoot first:

Plastic, The Underkills

I'm really liking this song and I do have a few thoughts on it, but I'll get back to you on that as I have to go just now.

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It sounds weird but when I was writing this one I deliberately made the lyrics simple, verging on obvious. I wasn't holding Poppy up as my best lyrics, but it happens to be online which was convenient when I was starting this thread. I totally get what you're saying though, I'm just pleased you like some of my lyrics! Haha.

Ask and yee shal receive. POINT OF ORIGIN on PureVolume.com

Verse 1

Knowing different girls and being nice to them was boring,

All I ever wanted from them was a little whoring,

That's when I saw her one day just walking down Canal Street,

Staring at her boobies but eventually our eyes meet,

There is something special bout a girl that don't care,

You're staring at her body and you want your hands there,

Well she knew me in one second and she said "Hey boy, you're in luck..."

"Would you like to fuck?"

Break

Verse 2

Okay so Im lying cos that really didnt happen,

I wish it really did cos Ive been wanking like a madman,

Been with this chick for ages she thinks shes kinda special,

If I dont get some pussy soon I think that Ill go mental,

There is something fucked up bout a girl that don't care,

You're staring at her body and you want your hands there,

Its so wrong its like Ive got this itch,

Im gonna dump that bitch!

Chorus

So Bring On The Sluts,

Cos theres never enough,

Of girls who like dick,

Hell it makes me sick when,

Girls who are nice,

Wont take my advice,

Just leave me alone,

Cos I need a fuckin slut to bone.

Hold me in the morning now tell me that Im special,

You can get your pants off get your fucking pants off,

All my friends hate you boy they say youre hyper-sexual,

You can get your pants off get your fucking pants off,

Give me lots of presents and you can kiss and hug me,

You can get your pants off get your fucking pants off,

Look me in the eyes right now and tell me that you love me,

You can get your pants off RIGHT NOW!

Verse 3

Please dont get me wrong now girls you need to understand me,

Sluts not a bad word at all cos eventually youll know we -

Men like girls who like to fuck and fuck their reputation,

All that shit is just made up to ruin situations,

When will the world just look around and drop their double standard?

If there were no sluts to dick then we would all be angered,

By a world where we must be alone and think I might explode,

If I dont shoot my load.

Break

Verse 4

Knowing different girls and being nice to them was boring,

All I ever wanted from them was a little whoring,

That's when I saw her one night just walking down Canal Street,

Staring at her boobies but eventually our eyes meet,

There is something special bout a girl that don't care,

You're staring at her body and you want your hands there,

Its so wrong it might even be crass,

She takes it up the ass.

Chorus etc etc etc

I thought this was really good until the third verse, some ropey rhymes and indeed lines in there (the reputation/situation one for example). I think the third verse is superfluous and the song would work better without it, which raises a good point about lyrics - editing and arranging are important too. Less is sometimes more.

Will chuck one of mine up later when I can be bothered typing it out.

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Here's one of my newest ones... hasn't ever been aired in public and the actualy song is somewhat unfinished...

An idea that stemmed from nothing really, and the first complete song I've written in terms of writing the music to go with it on the bass, rather than handing the lyrics to our frontman who writes all our songs. The song has a much darker sound then most of the Underkills stuff, and sounds like the ramblings of a madman or something. Difficult to describe without the music to back it up. It's pretty much about admiring the talents of others, and wishing I was some sort of genius...

Thom Yorke, Thom Yorke

Sometimes I wish I had some talent

Find some magic and just bag it

Sometimes I wish I could sing for you

But I can't so I'll write this thing for you

Sometimes I wish I could impress you

Wine you and dine you and undress you

Sometimes I wish I could dance with you

Hold you close and just kiss you

Sometimes I wish I had some talent

Find some magic and just bag it

I talk and I talk, I talk and talk

I wish I could sing just like Thom Yorke

Bridge

Jagger had the moves, Elvis had the groove

Oasis had the news, Cobain had the blues

Lennon had the talk, Cash had the walk

Wish I could sing, just like Thom Yorke

Chorus

I wish I could sing, like Thom York can sing

He's the one for me (He really does it to me)

Bridge

Chorus

Outro

I wish I could sing like Thom Yorke

I wish I could sign like Thom Yorke

etc etc

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Vultures

bringin out the big guns i

see vultures i

see vultures

theres wedding bells all year round

in my bloodstream in

my bloodstream im

pickin up the david star

im done thinkin im

done thinkin &

all your children laugh a hole in my head

with beaks twisting &

beaks twisting & im

bringing out the big guns i

see vultures i

see vultures

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This is the first song Cobra Kai wrote, it's called Sins Of The Flesh, I wrote the lyrics about three years ago. The "meaning" if you will alludes to the old adages "for every door that closes another opens" or "every cloud has a silver lining"- ie if you're moping around and feeling sad because something shitty happened to you (eg you lose your job or break up with your girlfriend etc.) stay positive, dust yourself down and get back on the horse because something 100 times better may be just around the corner (eg you then stumble into the job of your dreams or meet your soul mate), and it wouldn't have happened if the shitty thing hadn't happened in the first place.

Though admittedly some of it is just words that rhyme that I thought sounded cool.

Cobra Kai on MySpace Music - Free Streaming MP3s, Pictures & Music Downloads

I think that song is magic - I've told you that before.

I can't listen to it just now whilst at work, but the vocals work perfectly with the song from memory. I'm a fan of using short lyrics/lines if it suits the song. Someone said above, sometimes less is more. These lyrics are quite cool, sometimes a bit nonsensical, but I quite like that as well!

Many of my lyrics get 1 or 2 verses stripped right out of them so that the song can be down to under 20 minutes long...

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Hmm why not. Everyone else is doing it. Here's one I wrote for Cap Sant. It's short, because we weren't really a verse/chorus kind of band. Stuff just kinda happened.

Sickly smitten ailing fickle spits and fits of the something-somethings.

So, chin up and choke on chalk dregs.

Sweat soaked tippled tippy-toes athwart cable-car skid-marks

So, chin up and choke on chalk dregs.

Muscle through ersatz residue and robust pseudo-Osaka Flu.

So, chin up and choke on chalk dregs.

A scarcity of meds.

Abundance left for dead.

Cerebral abstinence.

We're not going to make it last.

No, we're not going to make it.

It was originally about faking the sniffles to shirk responsibility, but it was chopped and changed so much that it just became about faking the sniffles. Important stuff.

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It's hard to judge without the context of the music but so far the Cobra Kai one is the only one that I would be interested in hearing - apart from the antiseptic bit.

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Buena Vista

Night falls ona whirlwind romance

Lost in the Americas with a girl with two left feet.

Who would've thought that I'd be the dancer,

The helpless romantic falling down the street.

Cuba's got a nice street lit feel,

Miles away from that renegade biker.

Castro, had the right idea no where else seems so real,

I'm lost in the Americas with a girl like her.

But she don't love me,

She lives for the Buena Vista Social Club,

Ry Cooder flows through her head,

and she sees her love for Cuba in everything she read.

I sat by a girl in a red dress,

Asked if she would like a drink.

She said that she was already spoken for

Deluded she sat, waiting for Ry Cooder or

Any member of the Buena Vista Social Club,

She had more chance with an audience with Fidel.

But still she turned me down,

Just on the offchance Ry Cooder would stroll in and buy her round

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Buena Vista

Night falls ona whirlwind romance

Lost in the Americas with a girl with two left feet.

Who would've thought that I'd be the dancer,

The helpless romantic falling down the street.

Cuba's got a nice street lit feel,

Miles away from that renegade biker.

Castro, had the right idea no where else seems so real,

I'm lost in the Americas with a girl like her.

But she don't love me,

She lives for the Buena Vista Social Club,

Ry Cooder flows through her head,

and she sees her love for Cuba in everything she read.

I sat by a girl in a red dress,

Asked if she would like a drink.

She said that she was already spoken for

Deluded she sat, waiting for Ry Cooder or

Any member of the Buena Vista Social Club,

She had more chance with an audience with Fidel.

But still she turned me down,

Just on the offchance Ry Cooder would stroll in and buy her round

Some really terrible rhymes there, biker and like her eurgh. Maybe it sounds better when you hear it, sometimes difficult to put these things in context without the music.

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Some really terrible rhymes there, biker and like her eurgh. Maybe it sounds better when you hear it, sometimes difficult to put these things in context without the music.

Ha, yeah, not going to try pass that off as anything other than clutching at straws, but hey. Aye, sometimes the music can serve to hide terrible rhymes, sometimes not.

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OK, here's a short one that won't take too long to write out:

My exes all got married

It's sad but it's true

All the girls I thought I loved

Aged fourteen to twenty two

I've often wondered how they managed

Without me in their lives

But now I know, thanks to Bebo

That they're all someone elses wives

It's not like I'm a stalker

But I was just curious to see

How the hell they managed

To get through life without me

Do they pine in isolation

While waiting patiently?

But when I see their face on Myspace

They're as happy as can be

So goodbye Jenny Watson

So long Laura Jones

I must bid adieu to Laura Pettigrew

She never writes, she never phones

But it doesn't have to end this way

I'll have a second chance of course

I'll just take a look on Facebook

After they get divorced

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I'm not exactly one for writing proper lyrics...

Recent for Uncalm:

Its not their cross to fucking bare, but you're the cunt with the nails, step back, think of that life or are you blind? you fucking cunt. / I hope you fucking die on that piss stained matress you call your fucking home you stupid ignorant junkie cunt / what the fuck are you trying to prove? do you think this makes you fucking hard? what the fuck are you trying to prove? do you think this makes you fucking hard? it doesnt you fucking cunt.

Other shite:

Vile loathed racist pig flipbook / PTO / Queen, princess, medeity / the circus is coming to town / VIP ringisde access / cinema stadium white hot spotlight / Just a week / postpone and change season / loss of interest / matching shirts / the circus has left / the clowns remain / just a week

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Ok, I'll shoot first:

Plastic, The Underkills

The Underkills on MySpace Music - Free Streaming MP3s, Pictures & Music Downloads

You like to shop till you drop

It's all about the make up, tip top

Shit hot, so hot it hurts

But it's only on the outside

You're so plastic, fake-tantastic

Walking like the street's a catwalk

It's all about the fake talk, non-stop

You talk so much it hurts

You are really ugly on the inside

You're so plastic, fake-tantastic

For what it's worth, deep down it hurts

You're so unsure and insecure

You can't decide.........

Nowhere to hide

You're whole life's a fashion show

It's all about the big show, all go

Shallow, so low it hurts

You think it's worth it in the end

You're so plastic, fake-tantastic

For what it's worth, deep down it hurts

You're so unsure and insecure

You can't decide.........

Nowhere to hide

Was this your B-Side submission to Barbie Girl? :up:

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Not that i often put forth lyrical ideas but this is one of my efforts:

With eyes closed. Lapsed and desolate

We lay waste to the incumbent with fists of virtue

And save grace for the weary

Bathed in pity and misfortune

A life unbearable, a life taken.

Burdened by misdeed

To be led by example.

A martyr? No, a simple man.

Words of pity. Voiced by many men

Serpent tongued, this poison whispered with bitterest breath.

Deceitful yet resplendent in form.

A hallowed bell rung with distaste.

Sounding a death knell, a new era

Of hope resounding:

"Let us make man in our image".

This earth a corpse

The hands that sullied the pasture

The harvesters of ill will

What would we give to forget.

Burdened by misdeed

To be led by example.

A martyr? No, a savage man.

Bitter tongued and unwelcome.

A living being, you shall surely die.

This earth a corpse

The hands that sullied the pasture

The harvesters of ill will

What would we give to forget.

Lay hold the dragon, the serpent of times gone.

Fallen under wings of distrust and falsehood.

We mourn the passing of brother and sister

With wry smiles, shielded by apathy.

Touched by hands that sullied the pasture

The harvesters of ill will.

Led by example.

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Lyrics to Thirst:

Debutant on MySpace Music - Free Streaming MP3s, Pictures & Music Downloads

Followed by eyes that I no longer see,

I know my levee has burst.

So roll up and drink me deeply,

I know you'll get there first.

I know I know I know I know,

I know you'll get there first.

The light and the warmth as one,

Shields me from your thirst.

So roll up and drink me deeply,

I know I'd rather not be cursed.

I know I know I know I know,

I know you'll get their thirst.

I know you'll get there first.

I know you'll get their thirst.

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Good thread. My favourites so far have been Original Spies and TheTickingTimeBomb.

Here's my most recent proper lyrics.

Field Notes From the Precipice.

Now I'm in the snare, and my hind legs are trapped like a fox,

I bit down upon the leather strap and I took the shocks.

Weathered the pain as it coarsed through my veins, oh, the snapping and cracking of wires.

The smell of the smoke as it rose from my skin was like the cinders of churchyard Bonfires.

Once, I was a champion.

Oh their tongues, calloused tongues! Liars rasp that spits blood onto bedsheets and medical gowns.

Both the quick and the dead will be judged, it is said, by their sins when this tired ship goes down.

So I'll never trust fate because fate doesn't know if I'll pirouette into the sea,

and if the salty slate-grey of the ocean still calls, then the call remains only for me.

Oh salvation, damnation, divinity, luck, I have made no friend of you yet.

I still believe we are just hopeless beings clung to a rock in a constant descent,

But once, I was a champion.

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good idea for a thread.

here are the lyrics to winter in siberia - waves:

The boats gone down, all hands were lost

this bountiful harvest comes at great cost

this time all i wanted was just to win

this time i'm coming home again

this time i'll catch more than enough

this time i'll give all this up

oh, this time, it wasn't to be

darling, my darling, i'm lost at sea

and the waves, keep pounding

like our hearts keep pounding

the boats gone down, all hands were lost

this bountiful harvest comes at great cost

this time there won't be a light in the north

this time we won't be greeted with warmth

this time this ships not sailing home

this time we lie by neptunes throne

oh, this time, it wasn't to be

darling, my darling, i'm lost at sea

and the waves, keep pounding

like our hearts keep pounding

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Definitely prefer the repetition and abstract style of Idol_wild than the lengthy, more literal story-type ones.

Is there really any point in writing a narrative when after all you're singing a tune and no-one's really following beginnings, middles and ends? I like a story in song, but you need a pretty talented person to pull it off, I think:

YouTube - Lonnie Donegan- The battle of New Orleans

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