Twistie Posted August 28, 2005 Share Posted August 28, 2005 There are some wierd lyrics out there... just to name a few... Nirvana - Smells like teen spirit A mulatto An albino A mosquito My libido Yea Bowling for Soup - 1985 She was gonna shake her ass On the hood of Whitesnake’s car Her yellow SUV is now the enemy Do any of you guys know any? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Gta Gamer. Posted August 28, 2005 Share Posted August 28, 2005 Nirvana - Smells like teen spiritA mulatto An albino A mosquito My libido Yea Sort of reflects on the lyrical skill Kurt Cobain possessed. He came up with those by flicking through a magazine. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Twistie Posted August 28, 2005 Author Share Posted August 28, 2005 Nirvana - Smells like teen spiritA mulatto An albino A mosquito My libido Yea Sort of reflects on the lyrical skill Kurt Cobain possessed. He came up with those by flicking through a magazine. okay so let me get this right... he was looking through a magazine and started thinking about kids with parents who come from different races, extremely white people, small annoying insects and his sexual drive? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
MrLorenzo Posted August 28, 2005 Share Posted August 28, 2005 Captain Beefheart wrote some funky stuff. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guglielminpietro Posted August 28, 2005 Share Posted August 28, 2005 Tool - The Gaping Lotus Experience "I had a friend once who took some acid, Now he thinks he's a fire engine, It's okay until he pisses on your lighter, Kinda smells, kinda cool, kinda funny anyway. Satan, Satan, Satan, Satan, Satan I had a friend once who took some ecstacy, Tried to marry me and everyone in the room, He was sort of loving, kind of caring, Kind of tried to f*ck my lazy-boy, It got a bit messy all over the curtains, Armchair covers, throw pillows, and carpeting. I'm getting bored again...." soundcloud.com/TheDamnFineCoats Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
liesofsilence Posted August 28, 2005 Share Posted August 28, 2005 Some of the 'wierd' lyrics by Nirvana: - Hmmmmmm ... I just wanna know ... do you like me? { This is whispered in the beginning } Use just once and destroy Invasion of our piracy Afterbirth of a nation Starve without your skeleton key I love you for what I am not I do not want what I have got A blanket acne'ed with ciggarette burns Speak at once while taking turns What is wrong with me (x3) I'm gonna do with what you think If you ever think at all Bi-polar opposites attract All of a sudden my water broke I love you for what I am not I do not want what I have got A blanket acne'ed with ciggarette burns Second-rate third degree burns What is wrong with me (x2) What do I think of me ? Hate, hate your enemies Save, save your friends Find, find your place Speak, speak the truth What is wrong with me (x3) What do I think of me ? Use just once and destroy Invasion of our piracy Afterbirth of a nation Starve without your skeleton key (x2) What is wrong with me (x3) What do I think of me ? - Moderate Rock! Mayday every day, in my heart. Could've had a heart attack, in my heart. We don't know anything, in my heart. We all want something fair, in my heart. Hey! Hey! Heyyyyyyy! (x3) Out of town, out of sight, is my heart. Queen of lies, everyday, in my heart. My heart, one more on the phone, my heart. One more at the phone, at my heart Hey! Hey! Heyyyyyyyyyyy! (x2) Mean heart, cold heart, cold heart, cold heart Cold heart, cold heart, cold heart, cold heart! Uhhhhhhh! Other interpretations possible. ^ All of that is screamed... She eyes me like a pisces when I am weak I've been locked inside your Heart-Shaped box for weeks I've been drawn into your magnet tar pit trap I wish I could eat your cancer when you turn back (Alt: ... when you turn black) Hey! Wait! I've got a new complaint Forever in debt to your priceless advice Hey! Wait! (Alt: Hate! Haight!) I've got a new complaint Forever in debt to your priceless advice Hey! Wait! I've got a new complaint Forever in debt to your priceless advice Your advice Meat-eating orchids forgive no one just yet Cut myself on angel's hair and baby's breath Broken hymen of your highness I'm left black Throw down your umbilical noose so I can climb right back Hey! Wait! I've got a new complaint Forever in debt to your priceless advice Hey! Wait! I've got a new complaint Forever in debt to your priceless advice Hey! Wait! I've got a new complaint Forever in debt to your priceless advice Your advice She eyes me like a pisces when I am weak I've been locked inside your Heart-Shaped box for weeks I've been drawn into your magnet tar pit trap I wish I could eat your cancer when you turn back (Alt: ... when you turn black) Hey! Wait! I've got a new complaint Forever in debt to your priceless advice Hey! Wait! I've got a new complaint Forever in debt to your priceless advice Hey! Wait! I've got a new complaint Forever in debt to your priceless advice Your advice (x3) Judge for yourself... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
uzi 9mm Posted August 28, 2005 Share Posted August 28, 2005 Here's some from a tune called Drinking Beer. I'm the brown bear like Yogi, Deep in the Jungle I part with Mowgli, If you wanna fight me then Okie Dokie, Let's go to the pub for some Karaoke, Bear O' Dem! Blows to the eyes now they're looking all smoky, I'm a bit large man like's Karaoke, Me on sceens gonne get oki kokie, I know you like to drink Strongbow, coz you wanna get strong like Bear, But you'll get beat like a bongo deep in the woods I'm there, so don't come there, And I know you like to drink Budwieser coz you wanna get strong like brown, but you'll get murked like an insider when he snitches about the town, so, Wanna par with ther drunkers, coz they like Bear, And I'm the big bear, and you'll get bare*... uppercuts if you just don't beware, Lanlords of the pub lady's bear, Kidney failure's all about bear, sprawn out on the pavement that's bear, when you see a brown bear don't come near, You don't wanna get all confused like Eddy, One o those lovable bears like Welly, Nah Nah Nah, I'll be rough like Vinnie, any boy test get a blow to the chinny, *rudeboy* don't act like a hill billy, don't act silly, I'm not fake like Vannily, You'll get watered like Tai tsu chilli, No uuz, no mac 10 no millie. *Bare means 'a lot' or 'many' Here's the actual song...well, the video... http://www.rwdmag.com/audio/video/Drinking...91732182500.wmv Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Groovy Posted August 28, 2005 Share Posted August 28, 2005 Cannibal Corpse - Covered With Sores Bleed on me, digesting the clotted scabs Blood thirsty Ungodly Passing on my curse, the spell pussing gores Of those I infect become my loyal servants To ride me of my own rot Whittling meat from the bones of the dead Pulverizing pelvic regions with a sledge The mutilated bodies I leave rotting after I Have f*cked them with my knife Becoming a product of my own nigtmares A bleeding sac of infection, years deceased I hide my slobbering skin Covered by a victims flap I love to watch the blood ooz down the bodies stump Like scap, a vulgar way of life, my hideous side Now revealed Remembering the future is the key to unlock my past Leaking membrane, consuming bodies Carving out the c*nts, blood my lubrification Spewing pus on rotted skin I celebrate my Cruelty, boils begin to form, dripping on my tongue Swallowing throbbing glands, the juice leaks from My lips, my only thirst is pus eruption of cysts Incurable disfigured bodies, I rape the dying Horrific sights now manifest, penetrating inner organs The ruptured organs leak the fluid that I seek To break the incantation of my damnation Split wide open, bloated organs burst Nerves uprooted, re-opening healed wounds On my body Sucking on the sores Ingesting my own fluids Self-parasitic puss indulgement Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Barbaneez Posted August 28, 2005 Share Posted August 28, 2005 (edited) ... Edited December 15, 2008 by Barbaneez Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
DidierSucks Posted August 28, 2005 Share Posted August 28, 2005 You want Weird lyrics? You asked for it. A Night In Dildo ----- Umm, so this is a song about newfoundland and we wrote it about the place names and all you have to know is that all the place names in this song are real place names that we found in an atlas, Because we can read! Yeah, we can read! Yeah, literacy! Oh newfoundland, oh newfoundland, ya island in the sea I love you oh so very much, I joined the ministry To show you people ’round the rock when tourist season’s here Although in my opinion it’ s a gem throughout the year Well if you’re one for swimming, don’t think it’s outta reach You can go and take a dip along grosswater beach I know the name’s misleading, that’s quite a problem here Instead let’s go to goobies and have ourselves a beer From woody point to come-by-chance to good ol’ ferryland Come take a look at gander, blackhead’s mighty grand Don’t let the names deceive you, newfoundland’s mighty fine So spend a night in dildo if you think you’ve got the time Well you can go to blow-me-down before it get’s to dark (Woman gasps) Oh sorry ma’am, I should have said, that’s our provincial park There’s also whippet harbour, or maybe butter pot Or maybe I’ll just hit the pub I’m feeling like a shot Well you can sail on quidi vidi, or look at joe batt’s arm There’s placentia and there’s cow head (mooo!), they’re so full of charm Get married down in kilbride, have a party in hate bay Or have some screech in fogo and forget about the day From woody point to come-by-chance to good ol’ ferryland Come take a look at gander, blackhead’s mighty grand Don’t let the names deceive you, newfoundland’s mighty fine So spend a night in dildo if you think you’ve got the time Okay, the drinkin’ verse *Drunkenly* Eeeugh aaah erraaahhhh yaaa reeaa eeeuuhhh eeee YAAAAHHH From woody point to come-by-chance to good ol’ ferryland Come take a look at gander, blackhead’s mighty grand Don’t let the names deceive you, newfoundland’s mighty fine So spend a night in dildo if you think you’ve got the time So spend a night in dildo if you think you’ve got the time So spend a night in dildo if you think you’ve got the time Oh God I'm Santa Claus ------ Open my eyes, what a beautiful day Just the type that makes me want to say hooray I’m still a little fuzzy-headed from my sleep Into my brain reality seeps Look all around me, can’t believe what I see These little short people are surrounding me I’ve got a white beard, a suit made of red My soul becomes filled with a keen sense of dread Oh god, I’m santa claus Oh god, I’m santa claus Oh god, I’m santa claus Oh god, I’m santa claus Hop out of bed, kick an elf in the chest What an awful way to awake from a rest Santa, oh, santa, the little gnomes cheer You shouldn’t be nasty at this time of year! What do you mean? I say in a rage And what are you doing with those big burlap bags? The elves they do roar, why their full of toys For you to deliver to the good girls and boys. Oh god, I’m santa claus Oh god, I’m santa claus Oh god, I’m santa claus Oh god, I’m santa claus Resigned to my fate, I load up the sleigh Harness the reindeer and get under way It’s nippy up here in the cool arctic sky Good thing I remembered that bottle of rye Flying over rooftops, throwing out toys Hopefully crushing those good girls and boys Like a bad dream, I pray for release Please let this hellish existence be ceased! Oh god, I’m santa claus Oh god, I’m santa claus Oh god, I’m santa claus Oh god, I’m santa claus From this nightmare I finally awake My brain is on fire, my hands they do shake But wait, they’re not hands, they’re cute little paws I’m the easter bunny, I’m not santa claus! Oh god, I’m the easter bunny And there's so many more, like "Santa's gonna Kick your Ass", "Proud to be a Banker", "Canada is Really Big", "I am Cow", " The Last Saskatchewan Pirate" and the list just goes on. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
liesofsilence Posted August 28, 2005 Share Posted August 28, 2005 And I swear that I don't have a gun, no I don't have a gun... Haha, yeah right Kurt. He had one too many of them. Yeah, they got confisquated somewhere in early '94, but a friend, can't remember, bought a Remington 12 Gauge shotgun for him. Only a month and a half later (can't remember the exact timeline), he shot himself with it. What a waste. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
just another thug Posted August 28, 2005 Share Posted August 28, 2005 In the time of chimpanzees I was a monkey butane in my veins so i'm out to cut the junkie with the plastic eyeballs spray paint the vegetables dog food stalls with the beefcake pantyhose kill the headlights and put it in neutral stock car flamin' with a loser and the cruise control baby's in Reno with the vitamin D got a couple of couches sleep on the love seat someone keeps sayin' I'm insane to complain about a shotgun wedding and a stain on my shirt don't believe everything that you breathe you get a parking violation and a maggot on your sleeve so shave your face with some mace in the dark savin' all your food stamps and burnin' down the trailer park (yo cut it) Soy un perdedor I'm a loser baby so why don't you kill me? (double-barrel buckshot) Soy un perdedor i'm a loser baby,so why don't you kill me? Forces of evil in a bozo nightmare banned all the music with a phony gas chamber 'cuz one's got a weasel and the other's got a flag one's got on the pole shove the other in a bag with the rerun shows and the cocaine nose job the daytime crap with the folksinger slop he hung himself with a guitar string slap the turkey neck and it's hangin' on a pigeon wing you can't write if you can't relate trade the cash for the beef for the body for the hate and my time is a piece of wax fallin' on a termite who's chokin' on the splinters Soy un perdedor I'm a loser baby so why don't you kill me? (get crazy with the cheeze whiz) Soy un perdedor I'm a loser baby so why don't you kill me? (drive-by body pierce) (yo bring it on down) soooooooyy.... (I'm a driver I'm a winner things are gonna change I can feel it) Soy un perdedor I'm a loser baby so why don't you kill me? (I can't believe you) Soy un perdedor I'm a loser baby so why don't you kill me? Soy un perdedor I'm a loser baby so why don't you kill me? [repeat] (Sprechen sie Deutches, baby) Soy un perdedor I'm a loser baby so why don't you kill me? (Know what I'm sayin'?) Beck, it's a funny song. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Smurf You Posted August 29, 2005 Share Posted August 29, 2005 Why does it hurt when I pee? Why does it hurt when I pee? I don’t want no doctor To stick no needle in me Why does it hurt when I pee? I got it from the toilet seat I got it from the toilet seat It jumped right up And grabbed my meat Got it from the toilet seat My balls feel like a pair of maracas My balls feel like a pair of maracas Oh God I probably got the Gonocacakakis My balls feel like a pair of maracas Why does it Why does it Why does it Why does it hurt...when i Peeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Dr_Shark Posted August 29, 2005 Share Posted August 29, 2005 Sugar by System Of A Down is pretty weird seeklyrics.com The kombucha mushroom people, Sitting around all day, Who can believe you, Who can believe you, Let your mother pray, (sugar) Well I'm not there all the time you know Some people, some people, some people, Call it insane, yeah they call it insane, (sugar) I play Russian roulette everyday, a man's sport, With a bullet called life, yeah called life,(sugar) You know that every time I try to go Where I really want to be, It's already where I am, Cause I'm already there.(sugar) The kombucha mushroom people, Sitting around all day, Who can believe you, Who can believe you, Let your mother pray, (sugar) I got a gun the other day from Sako, It's cute, small, fits right in my pocket, Yeah, right in my pocket, (sugar) My girl, you know, she lashes out at me sometimes, And I just kick her, and then she's O.K. ,she's O.K.(sugar) People are always chasing me down, Trying to push my face to the ground, Where all they really want to do, Is suck out my mother f**king brains, my brains (sugar). The kombucha mushroom people, Sitting around all day, Who can believe you, Who can believe you, Let your mother pray I sit, in my desolate room, no lights, no music, Just anger, I've killed everyone, I'm away forever, but I'm feeling better, How do I feel, What do I say, F**k you, it all goes away, How do I feel, What do I say, F**k you, it all goes away, How do I feel, What do I say, In the end it all goes away, How do I feel, What do I say, In the end it all goes away, How do I feel, What do I say, In the end it all goes away, How do I feel, What do I say, In the end it all goes away, How do I feel, What do I say, In the end it all goes away, How do I feel, What do I say, In the end it all goes away, In the end it all goes away, In the end it all goes away, In the end it all goes away, In the end it all goes away. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Hard Margin Posted August 29, 2005 Share Posted August 29, 2005 Dose One is weird as sh*t. Humble, is the wordsmith, withHis one and only way, to say, nothing How many experts can part a sea by Simple, watering down mysteries So you'll raise a hand. There's no such place as dumb question In my neck of the an-ar-chy Where migrant workers scurry about doing the done Like they're supposed to... Refine a wasteland with expensive highs and the right to, vote So survivors roast and plump While aphids get AIDs or something equally as bad Made, tragic, a role model for ??? And discharge with me Feed it to the kids instead Just rinse it off and call it, chicken. Memory glands are so passé Let's deck the halls with eyepatches and umbilical cords, We're having guests and they don't speak individual too Well, well, well if it isn't time for your refrain. YES IT ALL MAKES SENSE Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tetsuo2501 Posted August 29, 2005 Share Posted August 29, 2005 Slipknot's Frail Limb Nursery...all it is, is a small girl talking. ...She lay as though she was in a trance. With her long eyelashes fluttering like she was dreaming. She said to him "I lie beyond the sea", And then all of a sudden her head dipped back and she vanished. Gone, gone without a trace. Gone. She's never coming back, Do you know what its like to live with that? No one knows what it's like. The only one who knew me, gone. If I knew anymore I would tell it to you... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
OCDee Posted September 4, 2005 Share Posted September 4, 2005 i know a Song who has Pestered me for quit some time! Ich bin Schnappi, das kleine Krokodil. Komm aus Ägypten, das liegt direkt am Nil. Zuerst lag ich in einem Ei, dann schni-,schna-,schnappte ich mich frei Schni Schna Schnappi Schnappi Schnappi Schnapp Schni Schna Schnappi Schnappi Schnappi Schnapp Ich bin Schnappi, das kleine Krokodil, hab scharfe Zähne, und davon ganz schön viel. Ich schnapp mir was ich schnappen kann, ja ich schnapp zu, weil ich das so gut kann. Schni Schna Schnappi Schnappi Schnappi Schnapp Schni Schna Schnappi Schnappi Schnappi Schnapp Ich bin Schnappi, das kleine Krokodil, ich schnappe gern, das ist mein Lieblingsspiel. Ich schleich mich an die Mama ran, und zeig ihr wie ich schnappen kann Schni Schna Schnappi Schnappi Schnappi Schnapp Schni Schna Schnappi Schnappi Schnappi Schnapp Ich bin Schnappi, das kleine Krokodil, und vom Schnappen, da krieg ich nicht zu viel. Ich beiß dem Papi kurz ins Bein, und dann, dann schlaf ich einfach ein. Schni Schna Schnappi Schnappi Schnappi Schnapp (schnapp!) Schni Schna Schnappi (ja!) Schnappi Schnappi Schnapp (schnapp!) Schni Schna Schnappi (mhmm!) Schnappi Schnappi Schnapp (ja!) Schni Schna Schnappi Schnappi (hmm) Schnappi Schnapp don't even say it! i whish that someone could create a Animation where they Kill that Little Croc. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
vacuumo Posted September 4, 2005 Share Posted September 4, 2005 Frank Zappa - Valley Girl (excerpts) Valley girlShe’s a valley girl Valley girl She’s a valley girl Okay, fine... Fer sure, fer sure She’s a valley girl In a clothing store Okay, fine... Fer sure, fer sure She’s a Like, oh my god! (valley girl) Like - totally (valley girl) Encino is like so bitchen (valley girl) There’s like the galleria (valley girl) And like all these like really great shoe stores I love going into like clothing stores and stuff I like buy the neatest mini-skirts and stuff It’s like so bitchen cuz like everybody’s like Super-super nice... It’s like so bitchen... On ventura, there she goes She just bought some bitchen clothes Tosses her head ’n flips her hair She got a whole bunch of nothin’ in there Anyway, he goes are you into s and m? I go, oh right... Could you like just picture me in like a leather teddy Yeah right, hurt me, hurt me... I’m sure! no way! He was like freaking me out... He called me a beastie... That’s cuz like he was totally blitzed He goes like bag your face! I’m sure! Valley girl She’s a valley girl Valley girl She’s a valley girl Okay, fine... Fer sure, fer sure She’s a valley girl So sweet ’n pure Okay, fine... Fer sure, fer sure She’s a It’s really sad (valley girl) Like my english teacher He’s like... (valley girl) He’s like mr. bu-fu (valley girl) We’re talking lord God king bu-fu (valley girl) I am so sure He’s like so gross He like sits there and like plays with all his rings And he like flirts with all the guys in the class It’s like totally disgusting I’m like so sure It’s like barf me out... Gag me with a spoon! Last idea to cross her mind Had something to do with where to find A pair of jeans to fit her butt And where to get her toenails cut So like I go into this like salon place, y’know And I wanted like to get my toenails done And the lady like goes, oh my god, your toenails Are like so grody It was like really embarrassing She’s like oh my god, like bag those toenails I’m like sure... She goes, uh, I don’t know if I can handle this, y’know... I was like really embarrassed... Valley girl She’s a valley girl Valley girl She’s a valley girl Okay, fine Fer sure, fer sure She’s a valley girl And there is no cure Okay, fine Fer sure, fer sure She’s a valley girl And there is no cure Like my mother is like a total space cadet (valley girl) She like makes me do the dishes and (valley girl) Clean the cat box (valley girl) I am sure That’s like gross (valley girl) Barf out! (valley girl) Oh my God (valley girl) Hi! Uh-huh... (valley girl) My name? My name is ondrya wolfson (valley girl) Uh-huh That’s right, ondrya (valley girl) Uh-huh... I know It’s like... (valley girl) I do not talk funny... I’m sure (valley girl) Whatsa matter with the way I talk? (valley girl) I am a val, I know (valley girl) But I live like in a really good part of encino so it’s okay (valley girl) Uh-huh... (valley girl) So like, I don’t know (valley girl) I’m like freaking out totally (valley girl) Oh my god! (valley girl) Hi - I have to go to the orthodontist (valley girl) I’m getting my braces off, y’know (valley girl) But I have to wear a retainer That’s going to be really like a total bummer I’m freaking out I’m sure It’s like those things that like stick in your mouth They’re so gross... You like get saliva all over them But like, I don’t know, it’s going to be cool, y’know So you can see my smile It’ll be like really cool Except my like my teeth are like too small But no biggie... It’s so awesome It’s like tubular, y’know Well, I’m not like really ugly or anything It’s just like I don’t know You know me, I’m like into like the clean stuff Like pac-man and like, I don’t know Like my mother like makes me do the dishes It’s like so gross... Like all the stuff like sticks to the plates And it’s like, it’s like somebody else’s food, y’know It’s like grody... Grody to the max I’m sure It’s like really nauseating Like barf out Gag me with a spoon Gross I am sure Totally... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kotsudaira Posted September 4, 2005 Share Posted September 4, 2005 i know a Song who has Pestered me for quit some time! Ich bin Schnappi, das kleine Krokodil. Komm aus Ägypten, das liegt direkt am Nil. Zuerst lag ich in einem Ei, dann schni-,schna-,schnappte ich mich frei Schni Schna Schnappi Schnappi Schnappi Schnapp Schni Schna Schnappi Schnappi Schnappi Schnapp Ich bin Schnappi, das kleine Krokodil, hab scharfe Zähne, und davon ganz schön viel. Ich schnapp mir was ich schnappen kann, ja ich schnapp zu, weil ich das so gut kann. Schni Schna Schnappi Schnappi Schnappi Schnapp Schni Schna Schnappi Schnappi Schnappi Schnapp Ich bin Schnappi, das kleine Krokodil, ich schnappe gern, das ist mein Lieblingsspiel. Ich schleich mich an die Mama ran, und zeig ihr wie ich schnappen kann Schni Schna Schnappi Schnappi Schnappi Schnapp Schni Schna Schnappi Schnappi Schnappi Schnapp Ich bin Schnappi, das kleine Krokodil, und vom Schnappen, da krieg ich nicht zu viel. Ich beiß dem Papi kurz ins Bein, und dann, dann schlaf ich einfach ein. Schni Schna Schnappi Schnappi Schnappi Schnapp (schnapp!) Schni Schna Schnappi (ja!) Schnappi Schnappi Schnapp (schnapp!) Schni Schna Schnappi (mhmm!) Schnappi Schnappi Schnapp (ja!) Schni Schna Schnappi Schnappi (hmm) Schnappi Schnapp don't even say it! i whish that someone could create a Animation where they Kill that Little Croc. lol, Schnappi's cool. Heute treff' ich einen HerrnDer hat mich zum Fressen gern Weiche Teile und auch harte stehen auf der Speisekarte Denn du bist was du isst und ihr wisst was es ist Es ist mein Teil – nein Mein Teil – nein Da das ist mein Teil – nein Mein Teil – nein Die stumpfe Klinge gut und recht Ich blute stark und mir ist schlecht Muss ich auch mit der Ohnmacht kämpfen ich esse weiter unter Krämpfen Ist doch so gut gewürzt und so schön flambiert und so liebevoll auf Porzellan serviert Dazu ein guter Wein und zarter Kerzenschein Ja da lass ich mir Zeit Etwas Kultur muss sein Denn du bist was du isst Und ihr wisst was es ist Es ist mein Teil – nein Mein Teil – nein Denn das ist mein Teil – nein Yes it's mein Teil – nein Ein Schrei wird zum Himmel fahren Schneidet sich durch Engelsscharen Vom Wolkendach fällt Federfleisch auf meine Kindheit mit Gekreisch Today I will meet a gentlemanHe likes me so much he could eat me up Soft parts and even hard ones [3] are on the menu Because you are what you eat and you know what it is It is my part – no My part – no There that's my part – no My part – no The dull blade good and proper I'm bleeding heavily and feeling sick Although I have to fight to stay awake I keep eating while in convulsions It's just so well seasoned and so nicely flambéed and so lovingly served on porcelain And with it, a good wine and gentle candlelight Yeah I'll take my time You've got to have some culture Because you are what you eat and you know what it is It is my part – no My part – no Because that's my part – no Yes it's my part – no A cry will ascend to heaven It will cut through hosts of angels Feather-flesh will shriekingly fall from the top of the clouds onto my childhood Thought I'd include this info too.. [1] "Teil" means "part" or "piece", but can also be slang for "penis", similar to "thing" in English. [2] Only present in the single version of the song: This is a direct quote from an online posting made by Armin Meiwes, a man in Germany who found a willing "victim" (Bernd Jürgen Brandes) to slaughter. Before the deed, Brandes wanted his penis cut off, and they ate it together. [3] "Weiche Teile" is a pun on "Weichteile", which means "genitals" in German. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
niteangel´ Posted September 4, 2005 Share Posted September 4, 2005 Radiohead - Paranoid Android Please could you stop the noise, I'm trying to get some rest From all the unborn chicken voices in my head What's this...? (I may be paranoid, but not an android) What's this...? (I may be paranoid, but not an android) When I am king, you will be first against the wall (with) your opinion which is of no consequence at all What's this...? (I may be paranoid, but no android) What's this...? (I may be paranoid, but no android) Ambition makes you look pretty ugly Kicking and squealing gucci little piggy You don't remember You don't remember Why don't you remember my name? Off with his head, man Off with his head, man Why don't you remember my name? I guess he does... Rain down, rain down Come on rain down on me From a great height From a great height... height... Rain down, rain down Come on rain down on me From a great height From a great height... height... Rain down, rain down Come on rain down on me That's it sir You're leaving The crackle of pigskin The dust and the screaming The yuppies networking The panic, the vomit The panic, the vomit God loves his children, God loves his children, yeah! --- System Of A Down - This cocaine makes me feel like I'm on this song There's nothing wrong with me There's something wrong with you There's something wrong with me I hope your stepson doesn't eat the fish When we're crying for our next fix There's nothing wrong with me There's something wrong with you There's something wrong with me I hope your stepson doesn't eat the fish When we're crying for our next fix Killers never hurt feelings Killers never hurt feelings Killers never hurt feelings Gonorrhea gorgonzola Gonorrhea gorgonzola Single files of clean feedings I can't see your souls, souls through through your eyes The crying walls of sliding architecture Kidnapped by the likes of pure conjecture Upholstery loving men all dwelling in the wells Kidnapped by the likes of pure conjecture Killers never hurt feelings Killers never hurt feelings Killers never hurt feelings Gonorrhea gorgonzola Gonorrhea gorgonzola Single files of clean feedings There's nothing wrong with me There's something wrong with you with you and I When we're crying for our next fix There's nothing wrong with me There's something wrong with you with you and I When we're crying for our next fix Killers never hurt feelings Killers never hurt feelings Killers never hurt feelings Gonorrhea gorgonzola Gonorrhea gorgonzola Single files of clean feedings Single files of clean feedings There's nothing wrong with me There's something wrong with you There's something wrong with me I hope your stepson doesn't eat the fish There's nothing wrong with me There's something wrong with you There's nothing wrong with me There's something wrong with you There's something wrong with me I hope your stepson doesn't eat the fish There's nothing wrong with me There's something wrong with you Don't eat the fish Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
papanesta Posted September 4, 2005 Share Posted September 4, 2005 Violent Delight - I Wish I Was A Girl. I wish I was a girl so I'd see more titsI wish I could jack by dipping in a pit I only have a dick that's quite hairy My ass is too, that's kinda scary I wish I was a girl I don't care about the blood, I don't care about the pain Cause being a girl's the only thing that's on my brain Cause being a guy is really boring And cross dressing just isn't my thing Some people think I might be gay But I don't swing the other way I just wanna be a girl so damn much To feel my clit as it gets... But if I was a girl I couldn't drive no more Cause I couldn't tell the difference between the clutch and the door I'd get mood swings and I'd have to shave my pits But I wouldn't really care cause I would have massive tits I wouldn't have to put up with erections all the time I'd get a better job when performing 69 Cause being a girl would be so cool Cause when you cum you don't leave a pool Mother Why wasn't I a girl!? [repeat 12 times] Why!? [Chorus and out] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
VideoPoker Posted September 4, 2005 Share Posted September 4, 2005 I've noticed that a lot of Sonic Youth songs have weird lyrics. here we go to another candle I knowall the girls there playin' on a jelly roll time to take a ride - time to take it in a midnite eye and if you wanna go - get on below pinking out the day - dreaming out the crazy way finger on the love - it's all above everywhere it's six-sex-six by luck a satellite wish will make it just enough you'll be making out with a witch in a coffee truck time to rock the road - and tell the story of the jelly rollin' dirty boots are on - hi di ho pinking out the black - dreaming in a crack Satan got her tongue - now it's undone I got some dirty boots - yeah dirty boots I got some dirty boots - baby dirty boots hey! And of course there's Radiohead. I slipped awayI slipped on a little white lie We've got heads on sticks You've got ventriloquists (times 2) Staring at the shadows at the edge of my bed (times 4) Rats and children'll follow me out of town. Rats and children follow me out of their homes. come on kids WHO'S IN A bunker? WHO'S IN A bunker? Women and children first And the children first And the children I'll laugh until my head comes off I'll swallow till I burst Until I burst Until I WHO'S IN A bunker? WHO'S IN A bunker? I have seen too much I haven't seen enough You haven't seen it I'll laugh until my head comes off Women and children first And children first And children Here I'm allowed Everything all of the time Here I'm allowed Everything all of the time Ice age coming Ice age coming Let me hear both sides Let me hear both sides Let me hear both Ice age coming Ice age coming Throw it in the fire Throw it in the fire Throw it on the We're not scaremongering This is really happening Happening We're not scaremongering This is really happening Happening Mobiles squirking Mobiles chirping Take the money run Take the money run Take the money Here I'm allowed background (the first of the children x6) Everything all of the time Here I'm allowed Everything all of the time Here I'm allowed Everything all of the time Here I'm allowed Everything all of the time If I was be that children If I was be that children If I was be that children If I was be that children Moonshield's less handsome join date brother <3 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jehde Posted September 4, 2005 Share Posted September 4, 2005 i think everyone knows this, but "another one bits the dust" from gueen, backwards = "its fun to smoke marijuana" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Svip Posted September 4, 2005 Share Posted September 4, 2005 OrdenspolitiDe tror hvad de si’r - vi si’r hvad vi tror de gør hvad de ved - vi ved hvad vi gør de spår hvad de kan - vi kan hvad vi spår vi si’r hvad vi gør - og de gør hvad vi si’r Hvornår går det i sig selv? Hvor er mit ordenspoliti? hvor er mit køter-alibi? hvor er min candy-kolibri? hvor er mit ordenspoliti? Og min Casio time kommer altid i vejen men det går i sig selv når jeg slår den ihjel De gør hvad de tør - vi tør hvad vi gør de bli’r hvad de er - vi er hvad vi bli’r de ser hvad de flår - vi flår hvad vi ser vi si’r hvad vi hører - og de hører hvad vi si’r Hvornår går det i sig selv? Hvor er mit ordenspoliti? hvor er mit køter-alibi? hvem tog mit melodi grand prix? hvor er mit ordenspoliti? Og min Casio time kommer altid i vejen men det går i sig selv når jeg slår den ihjel They think what they say - we say what we thinkThey do what they know - we know what we do They forsee what they can - we can what we forsee We say what we do - and they do as we say When does it go in itself? Where is my roit police? Where is my dog-alibi? Where is my candy-bird? Where is my roit police? And my Casio Time always gets in the way but it goes in itself when I kill it They do what they dare - we dare what we do They become what they are - we are what we become They see what they rip - we rip what we see We say what we hear - and they hear what we say When does it go in itself? Where is my roit police? Where is my dog-alibi? Who took my musical grand prix? Where is my roit police? And my Casio Time always gets in the way but it goes in itself when I kill it I have never made sense out of that song, but it f*cking rocks! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
darthYENIK Posted September 6, 2005 Share Posted September 6, 2005 I only have one thing to say... "Yellow custard on a dead dog's eye" My favorite beatles lyrics. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
-shaDow Posted September 6, 2005 Share Posted September 6, 2005 The Fiery Furnaces have a lot of "out there" lyrics. Very much vodka and too much tequila: those are the ways I learned to deal. Across against the light and the sleet scalds my sight, stunned I stayed put and a billboard truck runs over my foot. So things are really hopping; and my unemployment's stopping; and my kitty cat's copping; and I need to forget. So I go to the window and smell a cigarette. Now I'm in the clutches of my crutches: I'm laid up, and I sip from my cup, and I look outside. And I see Christopher Hyde-who just got divorced, and there's a restraining order enforced-going in his ex-wife's garage. I'm just drunk enough to open the window, yell out gruff: "Don't you key that brand-new Camry." And he gave me the cursor, "Damn," returning to the spot he was, "Mind your own business you!" And I wag my finger, "You're not doing what you're supposed to do." And then he's coming toward me, and I took a swig of my tequila 'cause it made me feel a little nervous as he started across against the light: but he didn't look to his right as he didn't stay put. And a billboard truck came and ran over his foot. And the cops responding called out to me, "Hey is this your cat" "Yeah, but sometimes it forgets. Ah, wait a minute. I gonna come out there and smell a couple a cigarettes." Don't you hurry-worry with me... I was wielding my axe dunk whisky at the bar every night coming home out of the windshield of my carI would look through the boughs and think I saw my lucky star. I was spreading my sheets took dinner all alone every night of the week awaiting by the phone And I'd dab off my tears with my favorite pine cone. Needle prick my spruce root Dear little hemlock shoot Make me stay sharp and keen, evergreen. I would tend to my bees sell honey on the road every fall in the wet watching lorries take their load And I'd get all my winnings ask for special sap in code In August for three weeks I'm back in the village where I clip all sorts of brambles and thorns from up the hill I pip In a little clay cup the stuff I cross myself and sip. Needle prick my spruce root Dear little hemlock shoot Make me stay sharp and keen, evergreen. I was casting my line angling way the day. The stream was swift, it was clear, ut the light was getting gray. I bent down by the thistle and thought of what it was I'd say. Needle prick my spruce root Dear little hemlock shoot Make me stay sharp and keen, evergreen Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Taxman Posted September 6, 2005 Share Posted September 6, 2005 The Whitesnake reference is from a video. Tawny Kittane (SP?). Gunther - Ding Dong Song, anyone? Or....Gasp....Raffi? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Groovy Posted September 6, 2005 Share Posted September 6, 2005 Cupboard's bare, I'm so hungryLife ain't fair, give me some money Macaroni maniac, a cheddar cheese heart attack I love, I love, I love, I love Kraf Dinner Boiling water, I can't wait It's getting hotter, it feels so great Macaroni maniac, a cheddar cheese heart attack I love, I love, I love, I love Kraf Dinner Well that was fun, but now that I'm all done Now sedate, I think I'll buy a crate Macaroni maniac, a cheddar cheese heart attack I love, I love, I love, I love Kraf dinner Kraf dinner Dinner Kraf dinner My dinner I want it now Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
MrLorenzo Posted September 6, 2005 Share Posted September 6, 2005 I only have one thing to say... "Yellow custard on a dead dog's eye" My favorite beatles lyrics. "Yellow matter custard; Dripping from a dead dog's eye." Hmm, should probably post some... danny keeps beats in a box by the door.she's a diligent girl but she's been here before. it reminds her of riding a bike. hey hey hey! slovenly ground for your slovenly shoes. cos we're destined to win and we're destined to lose. and we're destined to deal with it. hey hey hey! it used to be form to be warned about robots. and alien life-forms on your way to the toilets. but now it's like chasing a fish. hey hey hey! follow me down we can chase single mothers. around and around 'til those sluts blow their cover. just stick to the plan obi-wan. hey hey hey! what if you never get home? what if you never get high-hung? what if you never get home? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
BulletProofMonkey Posted September 6, 2005 Share Posted September 6, 2005 those are weird. Not wierd though. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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