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Re: Impossible Challenge: Find a Song with Better Lyrics
Tequila:
Tequila, Tequila, Tequila, Tequila /thread |
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Re: Impossible Challenge: Find a Song with Better Lyrics
. . Madman drummers bummers and Indians in the summer with a teenage diplomat In the dumps with the mumps as the adolescent pumps his way into his hat With a boulder on my shoulder feelin' kinda older I tripped the merry-go-round With this very unpleasing sneezing and wheezing the calliope crashed to the ground Some all-hot half-shot was headin' for the hot spot snappin' his fingers clappin' his hands And some fleshpot mascot was tied into a lover's knot with a whatnot in her hand And now young Scott with a slingshot finally found a tender spot and throws his lover in the sand And some bloodshot forget-me-not whispers daddy's within earshot save the buckshot turn up the band . And she was blinded by the light Cut loose like a deuce another runner in the night Blinded by the light She got down but she never got tight, but she'll make it alright . Some brimstone baritone anti-cyclone rolling stone preacher from the east He says: "Dethrone the dictaphone, hit it in its funny bone, that's where they expect it least" And some new-mown chaperone was standin' in the corner all alone watchin' the young girls dance And some fresh-sown moonstone was messin' with his frozen zone to remind him of the feeling of romance . Yeah he was blinded by the light Cut loose like a deuce another runner in the night Blinded by the light He got down but she never got tight, but he's gonna make it tonight . Some silicone sister with her manager's mister told me I got what it takes She said I'll turn you on sonny, to something strong if you play that song with the funky break, And go-cart Mozart was checkin' out the weather chart to see if it was safe to go outside And little Early-Pearly came in by her curly-wurly and asked me if I needed a ride, Oh, some hazard from Harvard was skunked on beer playin' backyard bombardier Yes and Scotland Yard was trying hard, they sent a dude with a calling card, he said, do what you like, but don't do it here Well I jumped up, turnedaround, spit in the air, fell on the ground Asked him which was the way back home He said take a right at the light, keep goin' straight until night, and then boy, you're on your own . And now in Zanzibar a shootin' star was ridin' in a side car hummin' a lunar tune Yes, and the avatar said blow the bar but first remove the cookie jar we're gonna teach those boys to laugh too soon . And some kidnapped handicap was complainin' that he caught the clap from some mousetrap he bought last night, . Well I unsnapped his skull cap and between his ears I saw a gap but figured he'd be all right . He was just blinded by the light Cut loose like a deuce another runner in the night Blinded by the light Mama always told me not to look into the sights of the sun Oh but mama that's where the fun is . . Can't find the video from Storytellers, so watch this instead: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uzGt4T5lJBQ |
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Re: Impossible Challenge: Find a Song with Better Lyrics
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[ QUOTE ] hey look its another 8 page thread where people copy paste song lyrics [/ QUOTE ] [/ QUOTE ] |
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Re: Impossible Challenge: Find a Song with Better Lyrics
Hard for any song to top this masterpiece.
Imagine Imagine there's no Heaven It's easy if you try No hell below us Above us only sky Imagine all the people Living for today Imagine there's no countries It isn't hard to do Nothing to kill or die for And no religion too Imagine all the people Living life in peace You may say that I'm a dreamer But I'm not the only one I hope someday you'll join us And the world will be as one Imagine no possessions I wonder if you can No need for greed or hunger A brotherhood of man Imagine all the people Sharing all the world You may say that I'm a dreamer But I'm not the only one I hope someday you'll join us And the world will live as one |
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Re: Impossible Challenge: Find a Song with Better Lyrics
Please allow me to introduce myself
I'm a man of wealth and taste I've been around for a long, long years Stole many a man's soul and faith And I was 'round when Jesus Christ Had his moment of doubt and pain Made damn sure that Pilate Washed his hands and sealed his fate Pleased to meet you Hope you guess my name But what's puzzling you Is the nature of my game I stuck around St. Petersburg When I saw it was a time for a change Killed the czar and his ministers Anastasia screamed in vain I rode a tank Held a general's rank When the blitzkrieg raged And the bodies stank Pleased to meet you Hope you guess my name, oh yeah Ah, what's puzzling you Is the nature of my game, oh yeah (woo woo, woo woo) I watched with glee While your kings and queens Fought for ten decades For the gods they made (woo woo, woo woo) I shouted out, "Who killed the Kennedys?" When after all It was you and me (who who, who who) Let me please introduce myself I'm a man of wealth and taste And I laid traps for troubadours Who get killed before they reached Bombay (woo woo, who who) Pleased to meet you Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah (who who) But what's puzzling you Is the nature of my game, oh yeah, get down, baby (who who, who who) Pleased to meet you Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah But what's confusing you Is just the nature of my game (woo woo, who who) Just as every cop is a criminal And all the sinners saints As heads is tails Just call me Lucifer 'Cause I'm in need of some restraint (who who, who who) So if you meet me Have some courtesy Have some sympathy, and some taste (woo woo) Use all your well-learned politesse Or I'll lay your soul to waste, um yeah (woo woo, woo woo) Pleased to meet you Hope you guessed my name, um yeah (who who) But what's puzzling you Is the nature of my game, um mean it, get down (woo woo, woo woo) Woo, who Oh yeah, get on down Oh yeah Oh yeah! (woo woo) Tell me baby, what's my name Tell me honey, can ya guess my name Tell me baby, what's my name I tell you one time, you're to blame Oh, who woo, woo Woo, who Woo, woo Woo, who, who Woo, who, who Oh, yeah What's my name Tell me, baby, what's my name Tell me, sweetie, what's my name Woo, who, who Woo, who, who Woo, who, who Woo, who, who Woo, who, who Woo, who, who Oh, yeah Woo woo Woo woo /thread |
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Re: Impossible Challenge: Find a Song with Better Lyrics
when routine bites hard
and ambitions are low and resentment rides high but emotions won't grow |
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Re: Impossible Challenge: Find a Song with Better Lyrics
My dinners on fire while she watches tv
And if youve ever wondered what its like to be me She takes all my money and leaves me no smokes Yells at my buddies and insults my folks Im breakin my back doin the best that I can Shes got time for the dog and none for her man And Im no dope, but I cant cope So hit the [censored] road and piss up a rope You can piss up a rope And you can put on your shoes, hit the road get truckin Pack your bag, I dont need the ag On your knees you big, booty bitch start suckin You ride my ass like a horse in a saddle Now youre up [censored] creek with a turd for a paddle And I cant cope -- piss up a rope Uh, you can piss up a rope and feel the pissy dribble You can piss up a rope and watch me giggle For the last 6 months I been packin your bag You can wash my balls with a warm, wet rag Till my balls feel smooth and soft like silk Im sick of your mouth and your 2 percent milk And Im no dope, but Ive lost all hope So hit the [censored] road and piss up a rope You can piss up a rope And you can put on your shoes, hit the road get truckin Pack your bag, I dont need the ag On your knees you big, booty bitch start suckin You ride my ass like a horse in a saddle Now youre up [censored] creek with a turd for a paddle And I cant cope -- piss up a rope [chorus twice] |
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Hey Yeah
Like the crack of the whip I SNAP attack Front to back in this thing called rap Dig it like a shovel rhyme devil On a heavenly level Bang the bass Turn up the treble Radical mind day and night all the time 7-14 wise divine Maniac brainiac winning the game I'm the lyrical Jesse James Quality, I'm possessed some say I'm fresh When my voice goes through the mesh Of the microphone That I am holding Copywritten lyrics So they can't be stolen If they are SNAP Don't need the police You try to say then Your voice will seize so peace Stay off my back Or I will attack And you don't want that Snap: I got the power |
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