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Brilliant fucking lyrics by geniuses

Started by bgmnts, July 27, 2019, 11:08:03 PM

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bgmnts

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6Bytig-oavY

Every verse in this is fucking amazing.

QuoteFirst the whore says guv'nor, fancy a squeeze?
Next you will be shuv'nor down the hole to Hades.

Actually this can just be a Spinal Tap thread:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7qDgCmzh5ao


My baby fits me like a flesh tuxedo,
I'd like to sink her with my pink torpedo

Puce Moment

"Let me take your hand I'm shaking like milk." Robert Smith.

pigamus

I love a good bum on a woman it makes my day
To me it is palpable proof of God's existence a
Posteriori

Gregory Torso

I'll tell you who never gets mentioned in these types of threads, and that's Des'ree, am I right, audience? (audience whoops in acknowledgement of me being correct about this observation). You'll never see anyone talking about how good she is at writing lyrics, ain it so (audience shriek in the communal understanding that it ais so). Well let me tell you about Des'ree, because i GOT to, i got to tell you about Des'ree up here in the attic, i caint get up. i caint, but i got to (audience subdued but still keen to hear this material)...


In 1998 I was sexually starved, I was culturally parched, malnourished, you understand. I couldn't afford to buy music. I fed msyelf on free tapes and disks that I illegally peeled off the covers of magazines with names like PERMANENT FACIAL SKA, TECHNO STRANGLER and RAW SCOUNDREL, robbing WH Smith of the all important punk pound. Sometimes I had to go to clubs. The music was horrendous, dogshit, punishing.
One night that winter I went out with a girl, she took me to a club where they played cheese. She wore a polar bear coat and her eyes were the colour of dying icebergs. That was funny because it was so cold that night that all I wanted to do was find a lamppost, cut it open and dance in its hot blood. Three or four cheese songs later, she went to the toilets extremely purposefully, and I was left alone.

That night, as I got into my dads car, hoarse from screaming galaxie 500 lyrics into the crinkle cut weaves of the girlfriends of apex dancefloor psychopaths over the stereo bounce of club cheese; that night, we drove home in silence and Des'ree was on the radio.
I heard the song unwillingly many times, and you know it, "you gotta be strong, you gotta be long, you gotta be together, you gotta be cool, you gotta eat wool, you gotta be a spider", you'll know it from having your tea in front of the pop charts.
But this night Des'ree spoke to me.

Listen as your day unfolds

(mate my days unravel)

Challenge what the future holds

(OK I'm listening, I mean the future seems pretty clearly shitty right, big cancer-giving anvil that I am striking my putrid face on repeatedly before someone else kicks it off my shit shaped skull)

Try to keep your head up to the sky

(do you mean face, Des'ree? because right now I'm picturing myself with a telescoping giraffe neck, i mean, maybe you mean keep your head in the clouds and ignore what's going on, which is me sliding on my knees into the yawning grave like some kind of white socks Tom Cruise rounders cunt)

Lovers they may cause you tears

(YES)

Go ahead release your fears

(DONE)

Stand up and be counted

Don't be ashamed to cry

(I never was, Desiremond, I NEVER WAS)

Herald what your mother said


(who is Harold?)

Read the books your father read

(what, Clive Cussler's "A Ship Full Of Cunts"? Tom Clancy's "Tumescent Spy Adventure")

Try to solve the puzzles in your own sweet time

(Fuckin right. Wisdom. Love is a Sue Ryder jigsaw puzzle. FUCK the Crystal Maze. As Neil Peart said: you've got to play a twenty minute drum solo if you want to find your crash symbol. She's out there, somewhere, and she's got soft hair and she likes the Melvins.)

You got to have hands, you got to have faith, you got to have a stomach,
You got to be cool, you got to be tall, you got to have the top bunk,
you got to understand when you're chatting her up she can't even hear you
You got to go to Woolworths, you got to buy my single, buy my cassingle


So, Des'ree spoke to me, deeply, on a level, once, and if you read all of this then I feel bad, but I also feel good, just like it feels when you piss in a beloved swimming pool.

checkoutgirl

Not a big fan of Desiree or Driza Bone but that's probably one of her less annoying tunes. At least the message is uplifting.

Rizla

Quote from: pigamus on July 27, 2019, 11:14:57 PM
I love a good bum on a woman it makes my day
To me it is palpable proof of God's existence a
Posteriori

'Kin A. I'd love a Thakray thread (I assume there have been ones in the past). "Now's your chance, oh brown eyes, to be passionate and rash and indiscrete -body and soul, go on, give the lad a treat - show him your mole".


Bennett Brauer

Oh yes. His phrasing in On Again! On Again! is sensationally good.

I came across this a couple of months ago that I never knew he'd filmed. Might be new to some others here - it's wonderful. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0PlBzWXY9Xk

Rizla

Quote from: Bennett Brauer on July 28, 2019, 01:25:15 AM
Oh yes. His phrasing in On Again! On Again! is sensationally good.

I came across this a couple of months ago that I never knew he'd filmed. Might be new to some others here - it's wonderful. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0PlBzWXY9Xk
Yes. I love this film so much. The man was a true genius. "Your rosebuds are numbered, gather them now for rosebuds sake/but if your hands aren't too encumbered, gather a rose or two for Jake" I mean fuck me.


a duncandisorderly

Quote from: Rizla on July 28, 2019, 01:26:50 AM
Yes. I love this film so much. The man was a true genius. "Your rosebuds are numbered, gather them now for rosebuds sake/but if your hands aren't too encumbered, gather a rose or two for Jake" I mean fuck me.

this belongs in the 'best covers' thread too, doesn't it?

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XQm_8uoljWM

Lordofthefiles

The Brexit - Leonard Cohen


Give me back my broken night
My mirrored room, my secret life
It's lonely here,
There's no one left to torture

Give me absolute control
Over every living soul
And lie beside me, baby
That's an order

Give me crack and anal sex
Take the only tree that's left
And stuff it up the hole
In your culture

Give me back the Berlin wall
Give me Stalin and St. Paul
I've seen the future, brother
It is murder


You don't know me from the wind
You never will, you never did
I'm the little Jew
Who wrote the Bible

I've seen the nations rise and fall
I've heard their stories, heard them all
But love's the only engine of survival

Your servant here, he has been told
To say it clear, to say it cold
It's over, it ain't going
Any further

And now the wheels of heaven stop
You feel the devil's riding crop
Get ready for the future
It is murder


There'll be the breaking of the ancient
Western code
Your private life will suddenly explode
There'll be phantoms
There'll be fires on the road
And the white man dancing

You'll see your woman
Hanging upside down
Her features covered by her fallen gown
And all the lousy little poets
Coming round
Tryin' to sound like Charlie Manson
And the white man dancin'

Give me back the Berlin Wall
Give me Stalin and St. Paul
Give me Christ or give me Hiroshima
Destroy another fetus now
We don't like children anyhow
I've seen the future, baby
it is murder

Things are going to slide, slide in all directions
Won't be nothing
Nothing you can measure anymore
The blizzard, the blizzard of the world
Has crossed the threshold
And it has overturned
The order of the soul

When they said repent, repent
I wonder what they meant.



Sin Agog

Echo all the Thackray love.

Always loved this gentle truth from the short Ivor Cutler song Stones:

"Stones are so unique
People get bored by being unable to find two the same
And anyway the differences are superficial
Though the stones don't think so
In this way stones are a bit like people
Except they think more and say less- and don't complain
God bless stones'

kidsick5000


alan nagsworth

QuoteI awoke so drunk and full of rage
That I could hardly speak
A fag in a whalebone corset
Draping his dick across my cheek
Well its into the shame
And its into a guilt
And its into the fucking fray
And the walls ran red around me
A warm arterial spray

There are no better lyricists than Nick Cave, IMHO. Hardly anyone else chills me quite like he does, least of all with such alarming and headfucking consistency.

non capisco

Quote from: alan nagsworth on July 29, 2019, 06:10:19 PM
There are no better lyricists than Nick Cave, IMHO. Hardly anyone else chills me quite like he does, least of all with such alarming and headfucking consistency.

QuoteWell, you know those fish with the swollen lips
That clean the ocean floor
When I looked at poor O'Malley's wife
That's exactly what I saw




phantom_power

Beaker spotted at Professor Honeydew's funeral