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Lyrics that annoy you
This one always pisses me off:
Kids, they don't know shit They just want a hit I don't write hits I wonder what happened Well you may wonder Whatever happened To the real songs You can cry about the radio Cry about the radio But you know Music's got no place to go You can program it Try to kill it You can distill it 'Till there's nothin' left And you can cry about the radio... The most frustrating part is that the tune is rather catchy and the entire track is sonically appealing...but those lyrics really bug me. I hate when people talk about "real songs" as if they're the only ones who know what "good music" is. I hate people who whine about how modern radio sucks (radio has sucked for decades, and thanks to mix tapes/CD's/.mp3s you don't have to listen to it). I hate older folks who look down at the "kids" with their weird music (didn't your parents say the same thing when you listened to Elvis/The Rolling Stones/The Clash/etc?). You could even argue that adults want the "hits" more than the kids, who are generally more willing to try out more experimental music, but let's not get into that. The line that really bugs me is "Music's got no place to go." The first time I heard that line, I thought it was a great double entrede. Then I realized how flawed it was. I figure that you can interpret that line two ways; A: There's no place to hear good music (one word: Internet), or B: Music is dead and there's no point in people making records (then why the song, which was released in 2007?). Either case suggests naivite (or ignorance) in the extreme. End rant. |
I hate the lyrics to most DRI songs because they consistently sound like they were written by a 12 year old. All of this is bad but the "a brain you don't own" line really takes the cake:
You're bothering me For anything free Why can't you see? I'm out on a limb My nerves are stretched thin You really don't win Go die! You seriously ask For my autograph I can't help but laugh Just leave me alone Why can't you go home A brain you don't own Go die! Following me around Just like a lost hound And you're bringing me down I tell you goodbye And you ask me why Guess I'm just shy Go die! |
^Lmao.
See now. I like the song Crazy Bitch. But the lyrics imply that he's only in it for a ****! It could be a really nice love song. :( /sarcasm. |
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I think we have a winner. |
Pretty much every single MC Lars songs infuriates me. They're so incredibly ironic and not in the cool Stephin Merritt way.
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Any America hate songs
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Meh. Metallica's Invisible Kid....
Invisible kid, Never see what he did Got stuck where he hid Fallen through the grid I love em' to death, but Hetfield really pulled that one right out of his arse. |
Iron Maiden - Aces High
There goes the siren that warns of the air raid Then comes the sound of the guns sending flak Out for the scramble weve got to get airborne Got to get up for the coming attack. Jump in the ****pit and start up the engines Remove all the wheelblocks theres no time to waste Gathering speed as we head down the runway Gotta get airborne before its too late. Running, scrambling, flying Rolling, turning, diving, going in again Run, live to fly, fly to live, do or die Run, live to fly, fly to live. aces high. Move in to fire at the mainstream of bombers Let off a sharp burst and then turn away Roll over, spin round and come in behind them Move to their blindsides and firing again. Bandits at 8 oclock move in behind us Ten me-109s out of the sun Ascending and turning our spitfires to face them Heading straight for them I press down my guns Rolling, turning, diving Rolling, turning, diving, going in again Run, live to fly, fly to live, do or die Run, live to fly, fly to live, aces high. |
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i used to love that song....
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I intentionally wrote it out
to be an illegible mess the opening lyrics to death cabs "information travels faster". love the song, its great, but that line is quite annoying the way he delivers it. |
Seriously? He needs to break him over the head with his guitar then.
Hetfield = lyrics Kirk = lead guitar Keep it that way =| |
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kirk - unemployed keep it that way |
King-kong, king- king- king-king-kong, king- king-kong, king- king- king-king-kong, king-kong, king- king- king-king-kong, king- king-kong, king- king- king-king-kong.
"King-kong," TyRell |
anything by flo rida
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Though I can usually forgive the downright awfulness of ELP lyrics (still a fan of em) this one really bugs me.
The Only Way People has stirred moved by the word. Kneel at the shrine, deceived by the wine. How was the earth conceived? Infinite space. Is there such a place? You must believe in the human race. Can you believe, God makes you breathe. Why did he lose six million Jews. Touched by the wings, fears angel brings Sad winter storm, grey autumn dawn Who looks on life itself, who lights your way? Only you can say. How can you just obey? His the only way. Don't heed the word, now that you've heard. Don't be afraid: man is man made. And when the our comes, don't turn the away. Face the light of day. And do it your away. His the only way. What the f*ck is that bullsh*t? Why did God lose six million Jews? Are you kidding me? You must believe in the human race? Man is man made? All I can say is thank god they eventually got Peter Sinfield to contribute lyrics, at least his lyrics seemed to have a self awareness of how ridiculous they were, Lake's were just f*cking horrible. |
Pretty Fly For A White Guy by Offspring is pretty dumb, but the one line that really bugs me is "But in his own mind he's the dopest trip."
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I'm sure the lyrics to Love Beach are even worse, but I don't want to revisit that.
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C'mon, fapping can make a great song subject when done right.
See: Orgasm Addict by The Buzzc*cks |
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I've never heard it done right. Damn, that sounds so wrong. |
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Considering those are two of the wealthiest men alive.....bastards. |
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Soul Asylum - Misery
They say misery loves company We could start a company and make misery Frustrated, Incorporated Well I know just what you need I might just have the thing I know what you'd pay to see Put me out of my misery I'd do it for you, would you do it for me We will always be busy making misery We could build a factory and make misery We'll create the cure; we made the disease Frustrated, Incorporated Frustrated, Incorporated Well I know just what you need I might just have the thing I know what you'd pay to feel Put me out of my misery All you suicide kings and you drama queens Forever after happily, making misery Did you satisfy your greed, get what you need Was it only envy, so empty Frustrated, Incorporated Frustrated, Incorporated Frustrated, Incorporated (put me out of my misery) Frustrated, Incorporated (I'd do it for you, would you do it for me) Frustrated, Incorporated (forever after happily) Frustrated, Incorporated (making misery) D: |
Robbie Williams - Radio
He's chosen my attic I feel it in the static He lives in my basement And I can hardly face it My performance is easy I am the god of romance And in my confusion I have the right to reign WTF? |
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hands in the ayre - flo rida
could this guy get any worse? |
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Is that a song about David Duchovney? |
Try not to double post. And when you do post, make it coherent. No offense intended.
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....oh that **** is NOT funny......whichever mod did that......okay, I'm really laughing, but that was a **** move. :laughing:
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And after all
You're my wonderwall |
"We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl"
from "Wish You Were Here". The rest of the song is great, but that line is annoying, and horribly written. |
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I don't care for that song, but those lines never really struck me as particularly bad (by Oasis standards, anyway). |
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It sounds like something I would write... |
Oasis - Supersonic:
I need to be myself I can't be no one else I'm feeling supersonic Give me gin and tonic You can have it all but how much do you want it? You make me laugh Give me your autograph Can I ride with you in your B.M.W ? You can sail with me in my yellow submarine Oasis - Champagne Supernova: How many special people change How many lives are living strange Where were you when we were getting high? Slowly walking down the hall Faster than a cannon ball Where were you while we were getting high? |
The King of the Lads was never renowned for his lyrical content. I still don't know how they ever got so popular in Britain.
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All of U2's Elevation:
High, higher than the sun You shoot me from a gun I need you to elevate me here At corner of your lips As the orbit of your hips Eclipse You elevate my soul I've got no self control Been living like a mole now Going down, excavation I and I in the sky You make me feel like I can fly So high Elevation A star Lit up like a cigar Strung out like a guitar Maybe you can educate my mind Explain all these controls Can't sing but I've got soul The goal is elevation A mole Digging in a hole Digging up my soul now Going down, excavation I and I in the sky You make me feel like I can fly So high Elevation Love Lift me up out of these blues Won't you tell me something true I believe in you A mole Digging in a hole Digging up my soul now Going down, excavation Higher now In the sky You make me feel like I can fly So high Elevation Elevation Elevation Elevation Elevation Most annoying song ever! |
"Photograph"
Look at this photograph Everytime I do it makes me laugh How did our eyes get so red And what the hell is on Joey's head And this is where I grew up I think the present owner fixed it up I never knew we'd ever went without The second floor is hard for sneaking out And this is where I went to school Most of the time had better things to do Criminal record says I broke in twice I must have done it half a dozen times I wonder if it's too late Should i go back and try to graduate Life's better now than it was back then If I was them I wouldn't let me in Oh, oh, oh Oh, god, I Every memory of looking out the back door I had the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor It's hard to say it, time to say it Goodbye, goodbye. Every memory of walking out the front door I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for It's hard to say it, time to say it Goodbye, goodbye. Remember the old arcade Blew every dollar that we ever made The cops hated us hangin' out They say somebody went and burned it down We used to listen to the radio And sing along with every song we know We said someday we'd find out how it feels To sing to more than just the steering wheel Kim's the first girl I kissed I was so nervous that I nearly missed She's had a couple of kids since then I haven't seen her since god knows when Oh, oh, oh Oh, god, I Every memory of looking out the back door I had the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor It's hard to say it, time to say it Goodbye, goodbye. Every memory of walking out the front door I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for It's hard to say it, time to say it Goodbye, goodbye. I miss that town I miss the faces You can't erase You can't replace it I miss it now I can't believe it So hard to stay Too hard to leave it If I could I relive those days I know the one thing that would never change Every memory of looking out the back door I had the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor It's hard to say it, time to say it Goodbye, goodbye. Every memory of walking out the front door I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for It's hard to say it, time to say it Goodbye, goodbye. Look at this photograph Everytime I do it makes me laugh Everytime I do it makes me... |
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