caught this pile of crap on the radio at work this morning. we all know nickelback sucked, but these lyrics are as pleasing as a poem written by a juggalo. I give you: Animals

Quote :

"I, I'm driving black on black Just got my license back I got this feeling in my veins this train is coming off the track I'll ask polite if the devil needs a ride Because the angel on my right ain't hanging out with me tonight I'm driving past your house while you were sneaking out I got the car door opened up so you can jump in on the run Your mom don't know that you were missing She'd be pissed if she could see the parts of you that I've been kissing Screamin' [CHORUS] No, we're never gonna quit Ain't nothing wrong with it Just acting like we're animals No, no matter where we go 'Cause everybody knows We're just a couple of animals So come on baby, get in Get in, just get in Check out the trouble we're in You're beside me on the seat Got your hand between my knees And you control how fast we go by just how hard you wanna squeeze It's hard to steer when you're breathing in my ear But I got both hands on the wheel while you got both hands on my gears By now, no doubt that we were heading south I guess nobody ever taught her not to speak with a full mouth 'Cause this was it, like flicking on a switch It felt so good I almost drove into the ditch I'm screamin' [CHORUS] So come on baby, get in Get in, just get in Look at the trouble we're in We were parked out by the tracks We're sitting in the back And we just started getting busy When she whispered "what was that?" The wind, I think 'cause no one else knows where we are And that was when she started screamin' "That's my dad outside the car!" Oh please, the keys, they're not in the ignition Must have wound up on the floor while we were switching our positions I guess they knew that she was missing As I tried to tell her dad it was her mouth that I was kissing Screamin' [CHORUS] So come on baby, get in We're just a couple of animals Get in, just get in Ain't nothing wrong with it Check out the trouble we're in Get in, just get in"

because the world really needed a song about that asshole getting his dick sucked.

9/28/2006 4:35:00 PM

because the world really needed a song about that dick getting his asshole sucked.

9/28/2006 4:36:24 PM

So what's a mother to do when being real don't appeal to the brother in you?

9/28/2006 4:37:10 PM

Sumtin' gotta shake playa, Imma bake a cake playa

9/28/2006 4:37:38 PM

I smoke two joints in the morning.
I smoke two joints at night.
I smoke two joints in the afternoon, it makes me feel alright
I smoke two joints in time of peace, and two in time of war
I smoke two joints before I smoke two joints,
And then I smoke two more

9/28/2006 4:39:47 PM

juggalo?

9/28/2006 4:44:03 PM

This is terrible.

9/28/2006 4:52:22 PM

9/28/2006 4:53:28 PM

Quote :

"My pal's name is Foot Foot (Foot Foot) He always likes to roam My pal's name is Foot Foot (Foot Foot) I never find him home I go to his house Knock at his door People come out and say Foot Foot don't live here no more My pal Foot Foot (Foot Foot) Always likes to roam My pal Foot Foot (Foot Foot) Now he has no home Where will Foot Foot go? What will Foot Foot do? Oh, Foot Foot I wish I could find you I've looked here, I've looked there I've looked everywhere Oh, Foot Foot Why can't I find you? Foot Foot, where can you be? Foot Foot, why won't you answer me? Foot Foot, Oh Foot Foot Wherever you are I want you to come home with me I don't have time to roam I have things to do I have to go home Oh, Foot Foot, where are you? If Foot Foot didn't like to roam so well He would still have a place to dwell Foot Foot, please answer me I know where you are You're behind that tree Foot Foot, please come to me Foot Foot, now that you're here Won't you come home Foot Foot, promise me this That you will never again roam"

I fucking hate The Shaggs.

9/28/2006 4:58:40 PM

yeah...that pretty much blows

9/28/2006 5:01:02 PM

Quote :

"Yeah...I like it when the girls stop by.. In the summer Do you remember, Do you remember? ...when we met..That summer?? [Chorus:] New Kids On The block,had a bunch of hits Chinese food makes me sick. And I think it's fly when girls stop by for the summer,for the summer I like girls that wear Abercrombie and Fitch, I'd take her if I had one wish, But she's been gone since that summer.. Since that summer [Verse 1:] Hip Hop Marmalade spic And span, Met you one summer and it all began You're the best girl that I ever did see, The great Larry Bird Jersey 33 When you take a sip you buzz like a hornet Billy Shakespeare wrote a whole bunch of sonnets Call me Willy Whistle cause I can't speak baby Something in your eyes went and drove me crazy Now I can't forget you and it makes me mad, Left one day and never came back Stayed all summer then went back home, Macauly Culkin wasn't Home Alone Fell deep in love,but now we ain't speaking Michael J Fox was Alex P Keaton When I met you I said my name was Rich You look like a girl from Abercrombie and Fitch [Chorus:] New Kids On The block,had a bunch of hits Chinese food makes me sick. And I think it's fly when girls stop by for the summer,for the summer I like girls that wear Abercrombie and Fitch, I'd take her if I had one wish, But she's been gone since that summer.. Since that summer [Verse 2:] Cherry Pez,cold crush,rock star boogie Used to hate school so I had to play hookie, Always been hip to the B-boY Style Known to act wild and make girls smile, Love New Edition and the Candy Girl Remind me of you because you rock my world You come from Georgia where the peaches grow They drink lemonade and speak real slow You love hip hop and rock n roll Dad took off when you were 4 years old There was a good man named Paul Revere I feel much better baby when you're near You love fun dip and cherry Coke, I like the way you laugh when I tell a joke When I met you I said my name was Rich You look like a girl from Abercrombie and Fitch [Repeat Chorus] [Bridge:] In the summertime girls got it going on, Shake and wiggle to a hip hop song Summertime girls are the kind I like, I'll steal your honey like I stole your bike [Verse 3] Bugaloo shrimp and pogo sticks My mind takes me back there oh so quick Let you off the hook like my man Mr. Limpet Think about that summer and I bug,cause I miss it Like the color purple,macaroni and cheese, Ruby red slippers and a bunch of trees Call you up but whats the use I like Kevin Bacon,but I hate Footloose Came in the door I said it before,I think I'm over you but I'm really not sure When I met you I said my name was Rich You look like a girl from Abercrombie and Fitch [Repeat Chorus] [Bridge:] In the summer girls come and summer girls go Some are worth while and some are so so, Summer girls come and summer girls go Some are worth while and some are so so, Summertime girls got it going on Shake and wiggle to a hip hop song Summertime girls are the kind I like I'll steal your honey like I stole your bike [Repeat Chorus] "

FTW

9/28/2006 5:12:34 PM

You totally win. I loathe that song,

9/28/2006 5:14:56 PM

Spring was never waiting for us, girl
It ran one step ahead
As we followed in the dance
Between the parted pages and were pressed
In love's hot, fevered iron
Like a striped pair of pants

MacArthur's Park is melting in the dark
All the sweet, green icing flowing down
Someone left the cake out in the rain
I don't think that I can take it
'Cause it took so long to bake it
And I'll never have that recipe again
Oh, no!

I recall the yellow cotton dress
Foaming like a wave
On the ground around your knees
The birds, like tender babies in your hands
And the old men playing checkers by the trees

MacArthur's Park is melting in the dark
All the sweet, green icing flowing down
Someone left the cake out in the rain
I don't think that I can take it
'Cause it took so long to bake it
And I'll never have that recipe again
Oh, no!

[break]

There will be another song for me
For I will sing it
There will be another dream for me
Someone will bring it
I will drink the wine while it is warm
And never let you catch me looking at the sun
And after all the loves of my life
After all the loves of my life
You'll still be the one

I will take my life into my hands and I will use it
I will win the worship in their eyes and I will lose it
I will have the things that I desire
And my passion flow like rivers through the sky
And after all the loves of my life
After all the loves of my life
I'll be thinking of you
And wondering why

MacArthur's Park is melting in the dark
All the sweet, green icing flowing down
Someone left the cake out in the rain
I don't think that I can take it
'Cause it took so long to bake it
And I'll never have that recipe again
Oh, no!
Oh, no
No, no
Oh no!!

9/28/2006 5:23:05 PM

^i actually really like that song.

9/28/2006 5:36:01 PM

god boy man shit

washufeezeedrymetofahrenzen

9/28/2006 5:40:56 PM

i guess none of u guys have heard the chicken noodle soup with a soda on the side song...

9/28/2006 5:42:35 PM

Do yo chain hang low
Do it wobble to the flo
Do it shine in the light
Is it platinum, Is it gold
Could you throw it over ya shoulda
If ya hot, to make ya cold
Do your chain hang low

[Jibbs]
[Hook]
Is that your chain!?
Bout 24 inches is how low I let it hang
How bout the ride n let the diamonds smoke off the range
Just by the chain you can tell the big kid do his thang
You know the name!

Is that your chain!?
Bout 24 inches is how low I let it hang
How bout the ride n let the diamonds smoke off the range
Just by the chain you can tell the big kid do his thang
Im off the chain!

[Verse 1]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Im hot kid
Chains so low you would think that diamonds never stop it
And it's funny cause you could never stop it
A bunch of rocks on my hand n I aint even on the block yet
Show em white gold sorta hold em like my tims
And a chain hang 24 inches like the rims
Diamonds all blown up yeah sorta like a pimp
So wehn I like hit the ice
It starts glistenin off the tims (off the tims)

My chain hang
All it do is blang blang
Have blue, have red
Like my diamonds gang bang
And dont even think
We on the same thing
Charms so heavy they couldn't lift it till the crane came

[Chorus]
Do yo chain hang low
Do it wobble to the flo
Do it shine in the light
Is it platinum, Is it gold
Could you throw it over ya shoulda
If ya hot, it make ya cold
Do your chain hang low

Do yo chain hang low
Do it wobble to the flo
Do it shine in the light
Is it platinum, Is it gold
Could you throw it over ya shoulda
If ya hot, to make ya cold
Do your chain hang low

[Verse 2]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Im so icy (do yo chain)
My charms so heavy that my neck dont like me (do yo chain)
Go n no no no is not a game kid (do yo chain)
Cause I throw my chain in the crowd (do do do do do do yo chain)
Like game B

Is nothing
Diamonds is nothing to me
(do yo chain) Especially when Im dressing up
Is just a button to me
Bling! (could you thro it over yo shoulda) and not to mention my teeth
Cause they color coordinated
Complimentin the teeth
Oh bra (boy) dats!

So check out my swag
Diamonds red, white, n blue like the American flag
Boy (do yo chain) is so colorful
N see I got that nice screen
My money spend on jewels
I call it my ice cream (chain, chain, chain, chain)

My music give you black eye
Cuz of the beating
They think I am a mutant
The way a boy is beasting (chain, chain, chain, chain)
I stay when n sometime u call it cheating
Yeah, my boys always around
Like is a mee-ting

Is that your (do yo chain) chain!?
Bout 24 inches is how low I let it hang (do yo chain)
How bout the ride n let the diamonds smoke off the range (do yo chain)
Just by the chain you can tell the big kid do his thang (do yo chain)
You know the name! (do do do do do do yo chain)

Is that your chain!?
Bout 24 inches is how low I let it hang (do yo chain)
How bout the ride n let the diamonds smoke off the range (do yo chain)
Just by the chain you can tell the big kid do his thang (do yo chain)
Im off the chain! (do do do do do do yo chain)

Do your chain hang low
Do it wobble to the flo
Do it shine in the light
Is it platinum, Is it gold
Could you throw it over ya shoulda
If ya hot, to make ya cold
Do your chain hang low

Do your chain hang low
Do it wobble to the flo
Do it shine in the light
Is it platinum, Is it gold
Could you throw it over ya shoulda
If ya hot, to make ya cold
Do your chain hang low

9/28/2006 5:50:02 PM

This song has terrible lyrics, but I love it:

Quote :

"I love you And you love me I love you So let's make a family tree I like soup, and I like ice cream sandwiches too. I like fish sticks, but I love you. You don't believe me, you say all I think about's myself. Let me explain, don't walk away. I love me You love you I Love me So what are we to do? How would you know that I love you so? I don't say too much Why are you blue whenever I'm in town? I guess life was fine till I came 'round. You've given me a start, I ain't no doctor But just take a look at the chart for my heart Like a dart from the start I'm coming Down with something good. It ain't no fever or flu, doctor says it had To be someone with brown hair and blue eyes, I'm lovesick for you, I realize. I's loves you And youse loves me. I's loves you So let's make a family tree. How did you know that I loved you so? I don't say too much. Why are you blue whenever I'm in town? I guess life was fine 'til I came 'round."

9/28/2006 5:55:49 PM

beep beep

9/28/2006 6:08:15 PM

Quote :

"[Chorus] The way you shake it, I can't believe it I ain't never seen an ass like that The way you move it, you make my pee pee go Doing, doing, doing I don't believe it, it's almost too good to be true I ain't never seen an ass like that The way you move it, you make my pee pee go Doing, doing, doing The way she moves she's like a belly dancer She's shaking that ass to the new Nelly jams, I Think someones at the door But I don't think I'm gonna answer Police saying freeze Doing, doing, doing What do you mean freeze? Please, I'm a human being, I have needs I'm not done, not till I'm finish peeing I am not resisting arrest, I am agreeing Mr. Officer I'm already on my knees I can't get on the ground any further, it's impossible for me And do not treat me like a murderer, I just like to pee, pee, pee Yes, I make r&b, I sing song it go Ring-a-chong, a-ching-chong-chong-chong-ching Psych, I joke, I joke, I kidd, I kidd If I offend I'm sorry, please, please forgive For I am Triumph, the puppet dog, I am a mere puppet I can get away with anything I sing, you will love it [Chorus] Jessica Simpson, looks oh so temptin' Nick I ain't never seen an ass like that Everytime I see that show on MTV my pee pee goes Doing, doing, doing Mary-Kate and Ashley used to be so wholesome Now they're getting older, they're starting to grow bum bums I go to the movies and sit down with my pop corn Police saying freeze Doing doing doing What do you mean freeze? Geez, I just got my seat I have ticket, look I put away, my zipper’s zipped Please do not remove me from this movie theater please I did not even get to see Mary-Kate shower scene I didn't mean to be obscene or make a great big scene And don't treat me like I'm pee wee herman, this movies PG Mr. Officer, I demand to see my attorney I will simply plead innocent, cop a plea and be free Free, yes, free, right back on the streets What you mean my lawyer's with Michael, he's too busy? I am Triumph, Britney Spears has shoulders like a man And I can say that and you'll laugh cuz that is a puppet on my hand [Chorus] Hilary Duff is not quite old enough so I ain't never seen a butt like that Maybe next year I'll say ass and she'll make my pee pee go Doing, doing, doing The way she moves she dances like a go-go In that video she sings get out you bozo I need a new boyfriend, hi my name is JoJo Police saying freeze Doing, doing, doing What do you mean freeze? My computers would be seized and my keys to my ranch I just baked cookies Mr. Officer, looky, take a whiff of these Here, I make Jesus juice, take a sip of this Nobody is safe from me, no not even me I don't even know if I can say the word pee pee, pee On the radio, but I think I did Janet, is that a breast, I think I just saw a tit Psych, I joke, I joke, I kidd, I kidd I don't think my joke is working, I must flee quick Get to the chopper, everybody get out I am not Triumph, I am Arnold, get down [Chorus] So Gwen Stefani, will you pee pee on me please? I ain't never seen an ass like that Cuz the way you move it, you make my pee pee go Doing, doing, doing Fuck is wrong with you? (ha!)"

9/28/2006 6:12:49 PM

here's the winner:

Quote :

"I Got Ma Man. I Got Ma Main, Ma Main, Ma Main, Ma Main Man The Party King. Webstar Lets Go. (Yea) Ya'll Already Know Who This Is. We Got Another One. I Got Ma Nigga AG. The Voice Of Harlem I Ma Girl Young B. Ya'll Already Know What It Is (And Let It Rain. Lets Go) Once Again (And Let It Rain Lets Go) (Lets Go) Its The Dj Webstar Let It Rain. And Clear It Out Let It Rain. And Clear It Out Let It Rain. And Clear It Out Let It Rain. And Clear It Out And Lets Get It Lets Get It Lets Get It Lets Get It Lets Get It Lets Get It Lets Get It Lets Get It Let It Rain. And Clear It Out Let It Rain. (Dj Webstar) And Clear It Out Chicken Noodle Soup Chicken Noodle Soup Chicken Noodle Soup Wit A Soda On The Side Chicken Noodle Soup Chicken Noodle Soup Chicken Noodle Soup Wit A Soda On The Side Chicken Noodle Soup Chicken Noodle Soup Chicken Noodle Soup Wit A Soda On The Side Chicken Noodle Soup Chicken Noodle Soup Chicken Noodle Soup Wit A Soda On The Side Let It Rain. And Clear It Out Let It Rain. And Clear It Out Let It Rain. And Clear It Out Let It Rain. And Clear It Out And Lets Get It Lets Get It Lets Get It Lets Get It Lets Get It Lets Get It Lets Get It Lets Get It Let It Rain. And Clear It Out Let It Rain. (DJ Webstar) I Was On 119th In Lexington Black Sidekick On The Nexington Shorty Say Yo, I Look Left And Then I'm Like I Wanna Mess Wit Him Let It Rain.(Let It Rain) And Clear It Out.(Clear It Out) Let It Rain.(let It Rain) And Clear It Out.(Clear It Out) Let It Rain.(Young B) And Clear It Out(WebStar) Let It Rain.(Yea Yea) And Clear It Out(The Voice) I Was On 114th At The Kingdom Game Ag On The Mike Doin His Thing. Walked In The Park, The Screamin Ma Name Stop.....! Now Look At The Chain. (Young B) Let It Rain. (Your Doin It Baby) Clear It Out. Let It Rain. Clear It Out. (And I Don't Know, Maybe) Let It Rain. Clear It Out. (Just Do It Lady) Let It Rain. Clear It Out. I Was On 4-5th In The Whippington. Ears Naked. Wrist Was Glissing Eyes Low Like I'm Blowing Piffington. Girls Talk Slick But They Whisperin Let It Rain. And Clear It Out Let It Rain. And Clear It Out Let It Rain. And Clear It Out Let It Rain. And Clear It Out DJ WEBSTAR And Lets Get It Lets Get It Lets Get It Lets Get It Lets Get It Lets Get It Lets Get It Lets Get It Let It Rain. And Clear It Out Let It Rain. Clear It Out Chicken Noodle Soup Chicken Noodle Soup Chicken Noodle Soup Wit A Soda On The Side Chicken Noodle Soup Chicken Noodle Soup Chicken Noodle Soup Wit A Soda On The Side Young B, Webstar And GTOT Doin Our Thing. It Comes Naturally We Gettin, So We Fly As Can Be So All Ya'll Wack Lables Stop Tryina Sign Me All The World Clear It Out Uptown Clear It Out Downtown Clear It Out Eastside Clear It Out Westside Clear It Out WebStar Clear It Out G South Clear It Out Ma Nigga Smooth Clear It Out "

9/28/2006 6:21:54 PM

"Murda Murda" by Juelz Santana.

9/28/2006 6:41:38 PM

Quote :

"beep beep"

i believe you mean beap beap

9/28/2006 7:59:14 PM

I'd say the music for animal is probably worse, there are parts where it sounds like he's trying to rap

9/28/2006 8:08:54 PM

worst lyrics of all time.

Quote :

"Yeah...I like it when the girls stop by.. In the summer Do you remember, Do you remember? ...when we met..That summer?? [Chorus] New Kids On The block,had a bunch of hits Chinese food makes me sick. And I think it's fly when girls stop by for the summer,for the summer I like girls that wear Abercrombie and Fitch, I'd take her if I had one wish, But she's been gone since that summer.. Since that summer [Verse 1] Hip Hop Marmalade spic And span, Met you one summer and it all began Your the best girl that I ever did see, The great Larry Bird Jersey 33 When you take a sip you buzz like a hornet Billy Shakespere wrote a whole bunch of sonnets Call me Willy Whistle cause I can't speak baby Sumthin in your eyes went and drove me crazy Now I can't forget you and it makes me mad, Left one day and never came back Stayed all summer then went back home, Macauly Culkin wasn't Home Alone Fell deep in love,but now we ain't speakin Michael J Fox was Alex P Keaton When I met you I said my name was Rich You look like a girl from Abercrombie and Fitch [Chorus] New Kids On The block,had a bunch of hits Chinese food makes me sick. And I think it's fly when girls stop by for the summer,for the summer I like girls that wear Abercrombie and Fitch, I'd take her if I had one wish, But she's been gone since that summer.. Since that summer [Verse 2] Cheery Pez,cold crush,rock star boogie Used to hate school so I had to play hookie, Always been hip to the B-boY Style Known to act wild and make girls smile, Love New Edition and the Candy Girl Remind me of you because you rock my world You come from Georgia where the peaches grow They drink lemonade and speak real slow You love hip hop and rock n roll Dad took off when you were 4 years old There was a good man named Paul Revere I feel much better baby when you're near You love fun dip and cherry Coke, I like the way you laugh when I tell a joke When I met you I said my name was Rich You look like a girl from Abercrombie and Fitch [Repeat Chorus] Bridge In the summertime girls got it goin on, Shake and wigle to a hip hop song Summertime girls are the kind I like, I'll steal your honey like I stole your bike [Verse 3] Bugaloo shrimp and pogo sticks My mind takes me back there oh so quick Let you off the hook like my man Mr. Lipit Think about that summer and I bug,cause I miss it Like the color purple,macaroni and cheese, Ruby red slippers and a bunch of trees Call you up but whats the use I like Kevin Bacon,but I hate Footloose Came in the door said it before,I think I'm over you but I'm really not sure When I met you I said my name was Rich You look like a girl from Abercrombie and Fitch repeat Chorus [Bridge] In the summer girls come and summer girls go Some are worth while and some are so so, Summer girls come and summer girls go Some are worth while and some are so so, Summertime girls got it goin on Shake and wiggle to a hip hop song Summertime girls are the kind I like I'll steal your honey like I stole your bike [Repeat Chorus]"

9/29/2006 12:20:40 PM

i believe i posted those lyrics yesterday...

9/29/2006 12:27:09 PM

I LIKE GIRLS WHO WEAR ABERCROMBIE AND FITCH
CHINESE FOOD MAKES ME SICK

9/29/2006 12:28:31 PM

first

i LOVE that nickelback song. it's a guilty pleasure song at it's fullest.


second

I used to be a hardcore juggalo, so maybe it makes sense that i like the song.


third

noone can say they hate these lyrics, and think anything ever written by any early punk band was halfway decent. same goes for any early 90s grunge band not named Pearl Jam, Soundgarden, and Alice in Chains.

9/29/2006 12:32:01 PM

Quote :

"(”Hi Justin, this is your mother, and it's 2:33 on Monday afternoon. I was just calling to see how you ware doing. You sounded really uptight last night. It made me a little nervous, and a l... and... well... it made me nervous, it sounded like you were nervous, too. I just wanted to make sure you were really OK, And wanted to see if you were checking in on your medication. You know I love you, and... Take care honey I know you're under a lot of pressure. See ya. Bye bye”) I have to block out thoughts of you so I don’t lose my head They crawl in like a cockroach leaving babies in my bed Dropping little reels of tape to remind me that I’m alone Playing movies in my head that make a porno feel like home There's a burning in my pride, a nervous bleeding in my brain An ounce of peace is all I want for you. Will you never call again? And will you never say that you love me just to put it in my face? And will you never try to reach me? It is I that wanted space Hate me today Hate me tomorrow Hate me for all the things I didn't do for you Hate me in ways Yeah ways hard to swallow Hate me so you can finally see what’s good for you I’m sober now for 3 whole months it’s one accomplishment that you helped me with The one thing that always tore us apart is the one thing I won’t touch again In a sick way I want to thank you for holding my head up late at night While I was busy waging wars on myself, you were trying to stop the fight You never doubted my warped opinions on things like suicidal hate You made me compliment myself when it was way too hard to take So I’ll drive so fucking far away that I never cross your mind And do whatever it takes in your heart to leave me behind Hate me today Hate me tomorrow Hate me for all the things I didn’t do for you Hate me in ways Yeah ways hard to swallow Hate me so you can finally see what’s good for you And with a sad heart I say bye to you and wave Kicking shadows on the street for every mistake that I had made And like a baby boy I never was a man Until I saw your blue eyes cry and I held your face in my hand And then I fell down yelling “Make it go away!” Just make a smile come back and shine just like it used to be And then she whispered “How can you do this to me?” Hate me today Hate me tomorrow Hate me for all the things I didn’t do for you Hate me in ways Yeah ways hard to swallow Hate me so you can finally see what’s good for you For you For you For you [Children voices:] If you're sleeping, are you dreaming, if you're dreaming are you dreaming of me. I can't believe you actually picked me [Girl:] Hey Justin! [x12] "

This song makes me lose faith in the music industry.
WAIT!
I already did.

9/29/2006 12:50:34 PM

Quote :

"Early one mornin' the sun was shinin', I was layin' in bed Wond'rin' if she'd changed at all If her hair was still red. Her folks they said our lives together Sure was gonna be rough They never did like Mama's homemade dress Papa's bankbook wasn't big enough. And I was standin' on the side of the road Rain fallin' on my shoes Heading out for the East Coast Lord knows I've paid some dues gettin' through, Tangled up in blue. She was married when we first met Soon to be divorced I helped her out of a jam, I guess, But I used a little too much force. We drove that car as far as we could Abandoned it out West Split up on a dark sad night Both agreeing it was best. She turned around to look at me As I was walkin' away I heard her say over my shoulder, "We'll meet again someday on the avenue," Tangled up in blue. I had a job in the great north woods Working as a cook for a spell But I never did like it all that much And one day the ax just fell. So I drifted down to New Orleans Where I happened to be employed Workin' for a while on a fishin' boat Right outside of Delacroix. But all the while I was alone The past was close behind, I seen a lot of women But she never escaped my mind, and I just grew Tangled up in blue. She was workin' in a topless place And I stopped in for a beer, I just kept lookin' at the side of her face In the spotlight so clear. And later on as the crowd thinned out I's just about to do the same, She was standing there in back of my chair Said to me, "Don't I know your name?" I muttered somethin' underneath my breath, She studied the lines on my face. I must admit I felt a little uneasy When she bent down to tie the laces of my shoe, Tangled up in blue. She lit a burner on the stove and offered me a pipe "I thought you'd never say hello," she said "You look like the silent type." Then she opened up a book of poems And handed it to me Written by an Italian poet From the thirteenth century. And every one of them words rang true And glowed like burnin' coal Pourin' off of every page Like it was written in my soul from me to you, Tangled up in blue. I lived with them on Montague Street In a basement down the stairs, There was music in the cafes at night And revolution in the air. Then he started into dealing with slaves And something inside of him died. She had to sell everything she owned And froze up inside. And when finally the bottom fell out I became withdrawn, The only thing I knew how to do Was to keep on keepin' on like a bird that flew, Tangled up in blue. So now I'm goin' back again, I got to get to her somehow. All the people we used to know They're an illusion to me now. Some are mathematicians Some are carpenter's wives. Don't know how it all got started, I don't know what they're doin' with their lives. But me, I'm still on the road Headin' for another joint We always did feel the same, We just saw it from a different point of view, Tangled up in blue."

Hope you can be as wrong as me, sweetie.

[Edited on September 29, 2006 at 1:24 PM. Reason : ...]

9/29/2006 1:23:37 PM

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"Hook] x2 Ohh.Tell me when to go... Tell me when to go... Tell me when to go... Tell me when to go... Go (dumb), go (dumb), go (dumb), go (dumb), go (dumb), go (dumb), go (dumb), go (dumb) [Verse 1: E-40] Ooh. Jesus Christ had dreads, so shake em I aint got none, but I?m planning on growing some Imagine all the Hebrews going dumb Dancing on top of chariots and turning tight ones (eeerrrrr) Ooh, tell me when to go (dumb) Talking on my ghettro on the way to the store ... My 2nd or 3rd trip Some Henny, some Swishers and some Listerine strips Dr. Greenthumb lift, just to ease my thoughts Not just the cops, but the homies you gotta watch The moon is full, look at the dark clouds Sitting in my scraper, watching Oakland gone wild... Ta-dow I don?t bump mainstream, I knock underground All that other shit, sugar-coated and watered down I?m from the Bay where we hyphy and go dumb From the soil where them rappers be getting they lingo from [Hook] x2 Ooh. Tell me when to go... Tell me when to go... Tell me when to go... Tell me when to go... Go (dumb), go (dumb), go (dumb), go (dumb), go (dumb), go (dumb), go (dumb), go (dumb) [Verse 2: Keak Da Sneak] Ooh. I?m off that 18 Dummy juice ....Nigga ragga mayne, labeled the Black Zeus King of the super duper hyphy (hyphy, hyphy, hyphy, hyphy) hipey and your wifey, you don?t like me (like me, like me, like me, like me) From the Bay to the A Put me in the back wood, Swisher sweet bud, go to the store It's just some shit I wrote, I said they couldn?t be saved by John Doe (John Doe) I slid past on the gas, with the bitches at me It?s good, it?s good like the granddaddy Cross game, you get flipped like a burger patty Or zig-zagged... pass me a big old fatty .... I drink white, with a s*N*ow bunny Talking big shit in the scraper, going hella dumb 1800, JOSE CUERVO Yaddadamean, yaddada I?m saying though [Hook] x2 Ooh. Tell me when to go... Tell me when to go... Tell me when to go... Tell me when to go... Go (dumb), go (dumb), go (dumb), go (dumb), go (dumb), go (dumb), go (dumb), go (dumb) [Outro: E-40] Ooh. Now let me direct traffic for a minute (Talk to 'em) Let me tell yall about this hyphy movement we got going in the bay When I say somthin' you say it right back at me Ya smell me we gon' do it like this here (Oooh) [x4] Ghost-ride the whip Now... [x8]Scrape [x4] Put your stunna shades on Now... [x2] Gas, brake, dip, dip [x4] Shake them dreads [x4] Let me see you show your grill Now... [x4]Thizz face [x4] Doors open, mayne [x2]Now...Watch em' swang, Watch em' swang [x2] Go stupid, go (dumb, dumb) [Hook] x2 Ooh. Tell me when to go... Tell me when to go... Tell me when to go... Tell me when to go... Go (dumb), go (dumb), go (dumb), go (dumb), go (dumb), go (dumb), go (dumb), go (dumb"

9/29/2006 1:33:02 PM

^^Why the fuck is Tangle Up in Blues in this thread?

Bob Dylan is a great lyricist

[Edited on September 29, 2006 at 1:48 PM. Reason : asdf]

9/29/2006 1:46:22 PM

Depends on when you listen to the song, doesn't it?

9/29/2006 1:49:36 PM

Hahahahaha, prep-e can't read threads.

9/29/2006 1:57:30 PM

YOU AND ME GIRL WE CAN DO DA THANG

9/29/2006 2:10:40 PM

ALL THE GIRLS WANNA GET WITH THE BOYS
AND THE BOYS REALLY LIKE IT

-Hey Baby by No Doubt

THE SHIT IS BANANAS
B-A-N-A-N-A-S

-I don't need to tell you

I love No Doubt, but they can and have done better.

9/29/2006 2:38:09 PM

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"first i LOVE that nickelback song. it's a guilty pleasure song at it's fullest. second I used to be a hardcore juggalo, so maybe it makes sense that i like the song. third noone can say they hate these lyrics, and think anything ever written by any early punk band was halfway decent."

I challenge you to find a punk song that's not purposefully trying to be trite ("too drunk to fuck") that has as bad a lyrics as that.

I'm glad you recovered from being a juggalo. The only thing worse would be if you were a meth head.

9/29/2006 2:52:56 PM

^ Who'd never done meth in the first place.

9/29/2006 3:14:40 PM

And then started doing meth

so you became a double methhead

9/29/2006 3:28:38 PM

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"Come and see I swear by now Im playing time I against my troubles Im coming slow but speeding Do you wish a dance and while im In the front The play on time is won But the difficulty is coming here I will go in this way And find my own way out I wont tell you to stay But Im coming to much more Me All at once the ghosts come back Reeling in you now What if they came down crushing Remember when I used to play for All of the loneliness that nobody Notice now Im begging slow Im coming here Only waiting I wanted to stay I wanted to play I wanted to love you Im only this far And only tomorrow leads my way Im coming waltzing back and moving into your head Please, I wouldnt pass this by I would take any more than What sort of man goes by I will bring water Why wont you ever be glad It melts into wonder I came in praying for you Why wont you run In the rain and play Let the tears splash all over you"

Great music, but seriously, WTF.

9/29/2006 3:35:43 PM

http://cracked.com/modules.php?op=modload&name=News&file=article&sid=905

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" The 5 Worst Lyrics Ever to Ruin Good Rap Songs By Jack O'Brien and Chris Pitino Send Print An admission at the outset: these aren’t the five worst rap lyrics of all time. This list consists of mostly well-known, primarily well-respected hip hop artists. The thing is, we don’t listen to bad rap, and neither should you. Bad rap is, like, really bad, and there’s TONS of it. Also, we aren’t ranking the dumbest hip-hop lyrics ever. That would be like making a list of people Hitler was mean to. There have been 6 million lyrics across the brief history of rap so dumb that they should be punishable as crimes against humanity. Sometimes rap lyrics are so dumb they’re ingenious, and we love those lyrics like a fat kid loves cake. So what criteria are we using to judge these lyrics? That will be explained as we examine each of the offending phrases, but for now let’s just acknowledge that there is an unspoken contract between rappers and their listeners, which boils down to, “while I’m listening to rap, I want to feel like we are both cool and like we are both bulletproof. Don’t say anything that’s going to fuck up either of those illusions for me.” The following lyrics from some of our favorite rappers, embedded as MP3s below (the little black bars), violated that contract in spectacular fashion. 5. "Girls, Girls, Girls" Jay-Z Mami's a narcoleptic, always sleepin’ on Hov', Gotta tie the back of her head like Deuce Bigalow. As a rapper, part of your unspoken contract states that you are only permitted to reference or show interest in three movies: Scarface, Carlito’s Way and The Godfather. There is also the Wu Tang Clause that states that a certain type of East Coast rapper is permitted to quote kung fu and blaxploitation films, but that’s it. All other cinema is off limits. And this quote is a perfect example of why that law exists: as any rap video will show you, most rappers have awful taste in clothing, jewelry and cars, so in all likelihood they have bad taste in movies too. This mouth turd, from the fourth track of what is an otherwise sparkling outing from Jigga, confirms what we always feared: were it not for the incessant Pacino quoting, Jay-Z would probably be dropping quotes from Police Academy 4 and Three Men and a Little Lady (and yes, we are making the argument that Rob Schneider is the Steve Gutenberg of our decade). Also, please note that from a song that is abhorrently misogynistic, and invokes almost every single racial stereotype in the book (literally every single one: black, white, Asian, Indian-dot, Indian-feather, stewardess—we challenge you to create a racial stereotype to which he doesn’t refer), we chose a line about Deuce Bigalow. Why? Because rappers are allowed to be misogynistic racists. They’re just not allowed to acknowledge that they watch Rob Schneider movies. 4. “Keep Ya Head Up” Tupac I give a holler to my sisters on welfare, Tupac cares, and don't nobody else care. There is a clause in the rapper’s social contract stating that on each album, the rapper is allotted a single song that discusses feelings and emotions. Of course, he must immediately go back to bragging about murdering people, lest he end up in PM Dawn territory. Tupac was among the best in the history of rap at going from empathetic good guy to violent thug without missing a beat, and “Keep Ya Head Up” is among his most popular sensitive guy songs. So why does this lyric make the list? Well, if you delete this line, the entire song comes off as an ultra-sincere meditation on the plight of single women. However, by claiming that he’s the only man in the world who cares about single women, he stumbles into the realm of “pathetic guy saying anything to get laid.” We’re guessing it was written during or immediately following one of Pac’s longer stints in prison, because, to borrow a phrase from The 40-Year-Old Virgin, he is clearly putting the pussy up on a pedestal. With this line he momentarily became the rap equivalent of your buddy who’s willing to throw you under the bus to impress a girl he just met. Only Pac seems to be willing to throw all of his buddies, and every other guy on the face of Earth under the bus with the outlandish claim that he is the only person in the world who cares about women on welfare. He also refers to himself in the third person, giving the whole affair an odd “Jimmy likes Elaine” vibe that’s pretty tough to get over. We can just see him at the bar: “Your grandma died of stomach cancer? Tupac worked in a lab for the past 12 years trying to cure stomach cancer! The other scientists are always telling me, ‘Fuck stomach cancer, it’s a dead end cancer research field.’ I guess you could say that Tupac’s the only person in the world who cares about stomach cancer. Don’t be alarmed by my erection. It’s just all this talk about stomach cancer, which I care about.” 3. “Jesus Walks” Kanye West I'm just trying to say the way school need teachers, The way Kathie Lee needed Regis that's the way y’all need Jesus. Kanye is not a traditional rapper in many senses. He dresses like he’s being photographed for GQ (even on the rare occasion when he’s not being photographed for GQ) and he’s one of the few rappers that openly admits to having attended a college other than the school of hard knocks, which under normal circumstances, is a clear violation of the rapper’s social contract. He’s able to get away with violating the college clause because a) he’s so damn good, and b) his first two albums were almost entirely about how much he hated college (rappers aren’t stupid, they know about the contract). But mostly, he gets away with it because he’s an extremely gifted musician. And “Jesus Walks” is a great song. Which is strange, because ever since MC Hammer’s ham assed-ed “Pray,” religious rap has made us throw up a little bit in our mouths. With ”Jesus Walks,” Kanye made it work again, which makes the Kathy Lee and Regis reference that much more profoundly upsetting. The line is so bad that it defines the way one experiences the entire song. There’s the part before, marked by a vague sense of doom that comes with the knowledge that he’s about to compare Jesus to Regis Philbin. Then there’s the part after, marked by you cringing and hoping nobody else heard how profoundly retarded that line really is. The only excuse we can come up with is that this is Kanye’s point. As he says in the song, “they say you can rap about anything except for Jesus.” By the time he raps that line, he’s already proven them wrong on both points. You can rap about Jesus and make it cool. But you can’t rap about anything because you sure as shit can’t rap about Kathy Lee Gifford. 2. "What's Beef?" NOTORIOUS B.I.G. Don't they know my nigga Gutter fuckin’ kidnap kids? Fuck ‘em in the ass, throw ‘em over the bridge. Ummm…What? Did you just say... When we first heard this line, we reacted like Chris Parnell upon hearing Ron Burgundy tell San Diegans to go fuck themselves: ‘Why Biggie? Why!? You were our hero and now you have to go and ruin it with your poop mouth!’ Don’t get us wrong, violence in rap is, for the most part, acceptable across the board. Whether you’re talking about slapping a woman (Eazy E, “Boyz N Da Hood”), shooting a cop (Ice T, “Cop Killah’”) or cutting off and mailing someone’s body parts to them (Jay Z, Nas, Biggie-All The Time) we’re all for it. The violence is all part of trying to get ahead in the game, and that, for some reason, is okay. But bragging that you hang out with people who enjoy the act of kidnapping kids, raping them and disposing of their bodies by tossing them into a river? Well, that crosses just about every line that rap has been tip-toeing up to this point in time. Saying you’re friends with Pablo Escobar? Bad ass. Saying you’re friends with the Atlanta Child Strangler? Ummm, not cool, really in any circles. Firing off shots in a crowded lobby (Nas, “NY State of Mind”) is great, we just don’t want to hear how you like fucking hitch hikers with a buzz-saw before turning them into a skin suit (Biggie, “The Album He Probably Would Have Made Were He Still Alive”)."

[Edited on September 29, 2006 at 3:50 PM. Reason : biggie is bolded b/c the picture and lyrics analysis are hilarious]

9/29/2006 3:49:48 PM

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" 1. “Rapper's Delight” Sugarhill Gang The Chicken Verse (too long, too much badness, just listen to the damn thing) A non rap fan attempting to rap is one of the most embarrassing things most hip hop fans will ever have to endure. More often than not, it will start with a parent or a republican friend making the argument that all rap sounds the same and that rhyming a bunch of words together would be easy. They’ll inevitably begin their impromptu free-style with a ridiculous approximation of beatboxing that sounds something like an asthmatic cartoon character. Things get worse with the verse, which will go something like, “Yo I went to the store, the store was a bore, yo G I’m hard core.” They’ll probably end the performance with their arms crossed in an exaggerated b-boy stance that they saw on the cover of a Run DMC album in the late ‘80s. Why do we tell this story when talking about “Rappers Delight”? Because the song that is often credited with popularizing the entire art form also houses one of the genre’s darkest secrets: its longest verse was written by your mother. There’s really no other excuse for the rambling, fourth grade poetry project cluster of words that is the Chicken Verse. It spends about a minute and a half criticizing the rapper’s friend’s mother’s homemade chicken dinner. We know we’re in trouble right off the bat with the opening line, ‘have you ever been over your friend’s house to eat, and the food just ain’t no good?’ You half expect him to follow that up by blowing into the mic and saying, ‘This thing on? Anyone? C’mon people work with me here.’ Instead, he goes into a detailed account of what exactly is wrong with the food (the macaroni’s soggy, the peas are all mushed and the chicken, well, it tastes like wood, in case you weren't paying attention). Thank Christ hip hop took its cues from an earlier verse of the song, where one of the rappers spits cool sounding gibberish and brags about having fucked Lois Lane. Just think: rather than the driving cultural force it is today, rap could have been a long forgotten avant-garde offshoot of professional food criticism."

9/29/2006 3:50:11 PM

When I met you I admit my first thoughts was to trick (hands in the air)
You look so good huh (wooh!), I suck on your daddys dick

-Me and My Bitch, Notorious B.I.G.

I can't believe that didn't make the list.

9/29/2006 4:14:54 PM

Batman beat the hell out of me and knocked me to the floor
I got back up and knocked him to the floor
He was being such a jackoff

-I whupped Batmans ass, Wesley Willis

9/29/2006 4:45:39 PM

any rap song's lyrics

9/29/2006 7:46:07 PM

OMG MORE LIKE C-RAP AM I RITE

9/29/2006 8:05:12 PM

anything by the sex pistols

9/30/2006 1:59:32 AM

crunk rap

aka southern rap

aka lil jon, ying yang twins, ludacris

9/30/2006 2:42:14 AM

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"any rap song's lyrics"

oh, go fuck yourself

9/30/2006 8:44:04 AM

^^^only they purposefully tried to write shitty songs. that's what punk was in the early days.

9/30/2006 3:02:51 PM