Lyrics you wouldn't get away with nowadays...
Discussion
kowalski655 said:
Ah, the awesome Divine Comedy! Im sure Ive heard that played recently,as its more of a joke line
From "The Violence of Truth" by The The:
And while the ni**ers of this world are starving with their mouths wide open
What is it that turns the coins we throw at them into worthless little tokens!
Not used in a racist ay at all, but brilliantly evoking images of inequality, you would have trouble these days(not that The The get on the radio anyway)
From the highly prophetic 1989 album "Mind Bomb", one of my all time favourites, utterly brilliant, could have been written yesterday.From "The Violence of Truth" by The The:
And while the ni**ers of this world are starving with their mouths wide open
What is it that turns the coins we throw at them into worthless little tokens!
Not used in a racist ay at all, but brilliantly evoking images of inequality, you would have trouble these days(not that The The get on the radio anyway)
From the same album "Armageddon Days Are Here Again":
They're 5 miles high as the crow flies
Leavin' vapour trails against a blood red sky
Movin' in from the East toward the West
With Balaclava helmets over their heads, yes!
But if you think that Jesus Christ is coming
Honey you've got another thing coming
If he ever finds out who's hi-jacked his name
He'll cut out his heart and turn in his grave
Islam is rising
The Christians mobilising
The world is on its elbows and knees
It's forgotten the message and worships the creeds
It's war, she cried, It's war, she cried, this is war
Drop your possessions, all you simple folk
You will fight them on the beaches in your underclothes
You will thank the good lord for raising the union jack
You'll watch the ships out of harbour
And the bodies come floating back
If the real Jesus Christ were to stand up today
He'd be gunned down cold by the C.I.A.
Oh, the lights that now burn brightest behind stained glass
Will cast the darkest shadows upon the human heart
But God didn't build himself that throne
God doesn't live in Israel or Rome
God belong to the yankee dollar
God doesn't plant the bombs for Hezbollah
God doesn't even go to church
And God won't send us down to Allah to burn
No, God will remind us what we already know
That the human race is about to reap what it's sown
The world is on its elbows and knees
It's forgotten the message and worships the creeds
Armageddon days are here again
Another one - Blondie - Looks good in Blue:
"I could give you some head ... and shoulders to lie on"
With a subtle delay between head and shoulders to make the song legit
bolidemichael said:
Very insightful lyrics from The The, a band that I have only ever heard of, in passing. I'm going to have myself a listen.
They were where all the cool kids went after U2, Simple Minds went off the boil a little, a bit one hit wonder perhaps with 'Beaten Generation', but not a bad band to explore.The Clovers, mid 1950s, Rotten Cocksuckers Ball.
https://youtu.be/W-n5vG2SjJY
And twenty years before that, Harry Roy with My Girl's Pussy.
https://youtu.be/-_-U4oTTmQc
https://youtu.be/W-n5vG2SjJY
And twenty years before that, Harry Roy with My Girl's Pussy.
https://youtu.be/-_-U4oTTmQc
Edited by Roofless Toothless on Saturday 9th November 20:53
Shake, Rattle 'n' Roll
I'm like a one-eyed cat peepin' in a seafood store
I'm like a one-eyed cat peepin' in a seafood store
Well, I can look at you and tell you ain't no child no more
I guess Bill Haley seemed harmless (they did change the last line).
I woner if Big Joe Turner's version was ever played on the Light Programme.
It's a little more subtle than the rather more recent "Loophole" by Garfunkel and Oates.
EDIT
I was undecided whether to pick those lines, or "Get out in that kitchen and rattle those pots and pans".)
I'm like a one-eyed cat peepin' in a seafood store
I'm like a one-eyed cat peepin' in a seafood store
Well, I can look at you and tell you ain't no child no more
I guess Bill Haley seemed harmless (they did change the last line).
I woner if Big Joe Turner's version was ever played on the Light Programme.
It's a little more subtle than the rather more recent "Loophole" by Garfunkel and Oates.
EDIT
I was undecided whether to pick those lines, or "Get out in that kitchen and rattle those pots and pans".)
Edited by gareth_r on Wednesday 13th November 02:02
Frank Zappa - Jewish Princess
I want a nasty little Jewish princess
With long phony nails and a hairdo that rinses
A horny little Jewish princess
With a garlic aroma that could level Tacoma
Lonely inside
Well, she can swallow my pride
I need a hairy little Jewish princess
With a brand new nose, who knows where it goes
I want a steamy little Jewish princess
With over-worked gums, who squeaks when she cums
I don't want no troll
I just want a Yemenite hole
I want a darling little Jewish princess
Who don't know s
t about cooking and is arrogant looking
A vicious little Jewish princess
To specifically happen with a pee-pee that's snappin
All up inside
I just want a princess to ride
Awright, back to the top...everybody twist
I want a funky little Jewish princess
A grinder; a bumper, with a pre-moistened dumper
A brazen little Jewish princess
With titanic tits, and sand-blasted zits
She can even be poor
So long as she does it with four on the floor
I want a dainty little Jewish princess
With a couple of sisters who can raise a few blisters
A fragile little Jewish princess
With Roumanian thighs, who weasels n lies
For two or three nights
Won't someone send me a princess who bites
Won't someone send me a princess who bites
And just to remove any question of racist undertones.....
Frank Zappa - Catholic Girls
Catholic girls (With a tiny little mustache)
Catholic girls (Do you know how they go?)
Catholic girls (In the rectory basement)
(Father Riley's a fairy but it don't bother Mary)
Catholic girls (At the CYO)
Catholic girls (Do you know how they go?)
Catholic girls (There can be no replacement)
(How do they go, after the show?)
All the way, that's the way they go
Everyday, and none of their mamas ever seem to know
Hip-hip-hooray, for all the class they show
There's nothing like a Catholic girl
At the CYO when they learn to blow...
They're learning to blow
All the catholic boys! (Warren Cuccurullo...)
Catholic boys! (Kinda young, kinda wow!)
Catholic boys! (Vinnie Colaiuta...)
Where are they now?
Did they all take the vow?
Catholic girls (Carmenita Scarfone...)!
Catholic girls (Hey! she gave me VD!)
Catholic girls (Toni Carbone!)
With a tongue like a cow
She could make you go wow!
VD vaudi voudi
Right away, that's the way they go
Everyday, whenever their mamas take them to a show
Matinee, pass the popcorn please
There's nothing like a Catholic girl
With her hand in the box when she's on her knees
She was on her knees
My little catholic girls (In a little white dress)
Catholic girls (They never confess)
Catholic girls (I got one for a cousin)
(I love how they go, so send me a dozen)
Catholic girls
Catholic girls
I want a nasty little Jewish princess
With long phony nails and a hairdo that rinses
A horny little Jewish princess
With a garlic aroma that could level Tacoma
Lonely inside
Well, she can swallow my pride
I need a hairy little Jewish princess
With a brand new nose, who knows where it goes
I want a steamy little Jewish princess
With over-worked gums, who squeaks when she cums
I don't want no troll
I just want a Yemenite hole
I want a darling little Jewish princess
Who don't know s
t about cooking and is arrogant lookingA vicious little Jewish princess
To specifically happen with a pee-pee that's snappin
All up inside
I just want a princess to ride
Awright, back to the top...everybody twist
I want a funky little Jewish princess
A grinder; a bumper, with a pre-moistened dumper
A brazen little Jewish princess
With titanic tits, and sand-blasted zits
She can even be poor
So long as she does it with four on the floor
I want a dainty little Jewish princess
With a couple of sisters who can raise a few blisters
A fragile little Jewish princess
With Roumanian thighs, who weasels n lies
For two or three nights
Won't someone send me a princess who bites
Won't someone send me a princess who bites
And just to remove any question of racist undertones.....
Frank Zappa - Catholic Girls
Catholic girls (With a tiny little mustache)
Catholic girls (Do you know how they go?)
Catholic girls (In the rectory basement)
(Father Riley's a fairy but it don't bother Mary)
Catholic girls (At the CYO)
Catholic girls (Do you know how they go?)
Catholic girls (There can be no replacement)
(How do they go, after the show?)
All the way, that's the way they go
Everyday, and none of their mamas ever seem to know
Hip-hip-hooray, for all the class they show
There's nothing like a Catholic girl
At the CYO when they learn to blow...
They're learning to blow
All the catholic boys! (Warren Cuccurullo...)
Catholic boys! (Kinda young, kinda wow!)
Catholic boys! (Vinnie Colaiuta...)
Where are they now?
Did they all take the vow?
Catholic girls (Carmenita Scarfone...)!
Catholic girls (Hey! she gave me VD!)
Catholic girls (Toni Carbone!)
With a tongue like a cow
She could make you go wow!
VD vaudi voudi
Right away, that's the way they go
Everyday, whenever their mamas take them to a show
Matinee, pass the popcorn please
There's nothing like a Catholic girl
With her hand in the box when she's on her knees
She was on her knees
My little catholic girls (In a little white dress)
Catholic girls (They never confess)
Catholic girls (I got one for a cousin)
(I love how they go, so send me a dozen)
Catholic girls
Catholic girls
Can imagine a few being offended by the Anti nowhere leagues 'So what', also covered by Metallica, in fact i think
their version should be in the 'Cover versions better than the original' thread. So offensive apparently that some lyric sites
have changed bits.
In the line 'i f the Queen, I f Bach' anyone else hear 'Spock' not Bach?
Metallica ... https://youtu.be/irf3SSRKGUg
The original version is still brilliant though, that video and awesome accents..
https://youtu.be/AH7pOUm5s9k
So f*cking what!
Well, I've been to Hastings and I've been to Brighton
I've been to Eastbourne too
So what, so what
And I've been here, I've been there
I've been every f*cking where
So what, so what
So what, so what, you boring little c>nt
Well, who cares, who cares what you do
Yeah, who cares, who cares about you, you, you, you, you
Well, I've f*cked the queen, I've f*cked Bach
I've even sucked an old man's cock
So what, so what
And I've f*cked a sheep, I've f*cked a goat
I rammed my c>ck right down its throat
So what, so what
So what, so what, you boring little f*ck
Well, who cares, who cares what you do
And, who cares, who cares about you, you, you, you, you
And I've drunk that, I've drunk this
I've spewed up on a pint of piss
So what, so what
I've had scank, I've had speed
I've jacked up until I bleed
So what, so what
So what, so what, you boring little
Well, who cares, who cares what you do
Yeah, who cares, who cares about you, you, you, you, you, you
A-hahaha!
Yeah!
I've had crabs, I've had lice
I've had the clap and that ain't nice
So what, so what
I've f*cked this, I've f*cked that
I've even f*cked a school girl's tw>t
So what, so what
So what, so what, you boring little f*ck
their version should be in the 'Cover versions better than the original' thread. So offensive apparently that some lyric sites
have changed bits.
In the line 'i f the Queen, I f Bach' anyone else hear 'Spock' not Bach?
Metallica ... https://youtu.be/irf3SSRKGUg
The original version is still brilliant though, that video and awesome accents..
https://youtu.be/AH7pOUm5s9kSo f*cking what!
Well, I've been to Hastings and I've been to Brighton
I've been to Eastbourne too
So what, so what
And I've been here, I've been there
I've been every f*cking where
So what, so what
So what, so what, you boring little c>nt
Well, who cares, who cares what you do
Yeah, who cares, who cares about you, you, you, you, you
Well, I've f*cked the queen, I've f*cked Bach
I've even sucked an old man's cock
So what, so what
And I've f*cked a sheep, I've f*cked a goat
I rammed my c>ck right down its throat
So what, so what
So what, so what, you boring little f*ck
Well, who cares, who cares what you do
And, who cares, who cares about you, you, you, you, you
And I've drunk that, I've drunk this
I've spewed up on a pint of piss
So what, so what
I've had scank, I've had speed
I've jacked up until I bleed
So what, so what
So what, so what, you boring little
Well, who cares, who cares what you do
Yeah, who cares, who cares about you, you, you, you, you, you
A-hahaha!
Yeah!
I've had crabs, I've had lice
I've had the clap and that ain't nice
So what, so what
I've f*cked this, I've f*cked that
I've even f*cked a school girl's tw>t
So what, so what
So what, so what, you boring little f*ck
Wonder if this will ever make its way on to the Radio 2 playlist. Morcheeba, Women loose weight:
What a surpriser
Open your eyes, a
Woman advisor
The name of this entertainment is
Women lose weight
Our first years of marriage everything was just great
But after two kids
And the weight gain factors
Fact is, now she's completely unattractive
Look, fat chicks
I don't mean to sound rude
I tell her nice, hit the gym
And don't eat so much food
But no...
"You're shallow
You need to run the course of unconditional love and so forth"
But how if desire's not there
That's just delayment
Divorces, child support, alimony payments
My unhappiness I doubt discourage
So hurry for an easier way out of this marriage
Meanwhile my secretary June, well groomed
"When you gonna leave your wife?"
I tell her soon, mommy, soon, I assume
Or my destiny is blue
Interestingly
The only thing left for me to do is to kill her
What a surpriser
Open your eyes, a
Woman advisor
I'm gonna have to kill her
Course there's laws which enforces divorces
Send that ass right to the morgue miss
Kill her
What a surprise
Open your eyes
Woman advisor
I'm gonna have to kill her
Course there's laws which enforces divorces
Send that ass right to the morgue miss
My plans against or shenanigans
Kinda ran thin
Knowin' nothing about poisoning
And I can't swim
Bad intentions pumping
Might as well become numb
Cut her lungs or the obvious robbery gone wrong
But the catch is, do I have the nerve to dispatch this
Who can I get to help me murder this fat chick
Guess I'll have to play a dude robbin' on wednesday
The day she usually goes food shopping
Anyway, long story short, hit the side of her Chrysler
Sent her clean over the divider
"You bd!" she said as the wreck went tumblin' down the hill
I thought, "She has to be dead"
Later on get a call
(from a) Lieutenant O'Rourke
(had me) leapin like a frog
We need you at the morgue
So I selfishly pursued
"Boo-hoo" there was nothing else for me to do, I had to kill her
What a surpriser
Open your eyes, a
Woman advisor
C'mon y'all, you know I had to kill her
Course there's laws which enforces divorces
Send that ass right to the morgue miss
Kill her
What a surpriser
Open your eyes, a
Woman advisor
I had to kill her
Course there's laws which enforces divorces
Send her ass right to the morgue miss
So you mean to tell me officer you don't have no clue who did this hit and run?
No sir we don't have no clues right now
This is terrible, what am I gonna tell the kids?
Pull yourself together, sir
I'm so broken up inside, I just can't believe this
I understand, I understand
Catch the person who did this
We're gonna try sir
Please
Screamin' "Who done took my heart?" actin' shooken up a lot
At the funeral, though everyone was lookin at me odd, like I did it
Like I was the reason my mate's slain, murmuring
"I heard he was displeased with her weight gain"
While my secretary, sort of a sexy blonde can't cook
All she does is order from restaurants
"All of the sex you want"
I doubt could address, clothes not washed proper and house look a mess and
Talkin to detectives that was waitin' outside
How I took a long lunch break day the wife died
I darn near turned pale
And because of betrayal they indicted me, gave me an impossible bail
Good fortune to anyone admiring the rawtent
Moral of the story is
Desire is important
So watch your weight
It'll keep you mate smitten it's a given
Though looking back I realised I didn't have to kill her
What a surpriser
Open your eyes, a
Woman advisor
I didn't have to kill her
Course there's laws which enforces divorces
Send that ass right to the morgue miss
I killed her
What a surpriser
Open your eyes, a
Woman advisor
I didn't have to kill her
Course there's laws which enforces divorces
Send that ass right to the morgue miss
Well there you have it
Keep thin trim
Keep your marriage healthy
Do you know what I mean?
Small message from Morcheeba and Slick Rick the Ruler
What a surpriser
Open your eyes, a
Woman advisor
The name of this entertainment is
Women lose weight
Our first years of marriage everything was just great
But after two kids
And the weight gain factors
Fact is, now she's completely unattractive
Look, fat chicks
I don't mean to sound rude
I tell her nice, hit the gym
And don't eat so much food
But no...
"You're shallow
You need to run the course of unconditional love and so forth"
But how if desire's not there
That's just delayment
Divorces, child support, alimony payments
My unhappiness I doubt discourage
So hurry for an easier way out of this marriage
Meanwhile my secretary June, well groomed
"When you gonna leave your wife?"
I tell her soon, mommy, soon, I assume
Or my destiny is blue
Interestingly
The only thing left for me to do is to kill her
What a surpriser
Open your eyes, a
Woman advisor
I'm gonna have to kill her
Course there's laws which enforces divorces
Send that ass right to the morgue miss
Kill her
What a surprise
Open your eyes
Woman advisor
I'm gonna have to kill her
Course there's laws which enforces divorces
Send that ass right to the morgue miss
My plans against or shenanigans
Kinda ran thin
Knowin' nothing about poisoning
And I can't swim
Bad intentions pumping
Might as well become numb
Cut her lungs or the obvious robbery gone wrong
But the catch is, do I have the nerve to dispatch this
Who can I get to help me murder this fat chick
Guess I'll have to play a dude robbin' on wednesday
The day she usually goes food shopping
Anyway, long story short, hit the side of her Chrysler
Sent her clean over the divider
"You b
d!" she said as the wreck went tumblin' down the hillI thought, "She has to be dead"
Later on get a call
(from a) Lieutenant O'Rourke
(had me) leapin like a frog
We need you at the morgue
So I selfishly pursued
"Boo-hoo" there was nothing else for me to do, I had to kill her
What a surpriser
Open your eyes, a
Woman advisor
C'mon y'all, you know I had to kill her
Course there's laws which enforces divorces
Send that ass right to the morgue miss
Kill her
What a surpriser
Open your eyes, a
Woman advisor
I had to kill her
Course there's laws which enforces divorces
Send her ass right to the morgue miss
So you mean to tell me officer you don't have no clue who did this hit and run?
No sir we don't have no clues right now
This is terrible, what am I gonna tell the kids?
Pull yourself together, sir
I'm so broken up inside, I just can't believe this
I understand, I understand
Catch the person who did this
We're gonna try sir
Please
Screamin' "Who done took my heart?" actin' shooken up a lot
At the funeral, though everyone was lookin at me odd, like I did it
Like I was the reason my mate's slain, murmuring
"I heard he was displeased with her weight gain"
While my secretary, sort of a sexy blonde can't cook
All she does is order from restaurants
"All of the sex you want"
I doubt could address, clothes not washed proper and house look a mess and
Talkin to detectives that was waitin' outside
How I took a long lunch break day the wife died
I darn near turned pale
And because of betrayal they indicted me, gave me an impossible bail
Good fortune to anyone admiring the rawtent
Moral of the story is
Desire is important
So watch your weight
It'll keep you mate smitten it's a given
Though looking back I realised I didn't have to kill her
What a surpriser
Open your eyes, a
Woman advisor
I didn't have to kill her
Course there's laws which enforces divorces
Send that ass right to the morgue miss
I killed her
What a surpriser
Open your eyes, a
Woman advisor
I didn't have to kill her
Course there's laws which enforces divorces
Send that ass right to the morgue miss
Well there you have it
Keep thin trim
Keep your marriage healthy
Do you know what I mean?
Small message from Morcheeba and Slick Rick the Ruler
Gary C said:
Kate Bush's Infant Kiss has to be the most disturbing set of lyrics ever written
Say good night-night
I tuck him in tight.
But things are not right.
What is this? An infant kiss
That sends my body tingling?
I've never fallen for
A little boy before.
No control.
Just a kid and just at school.
Back home they'd call me dirty.
His little hand is on my heart.
He's got me where it hurts me.
Knock, knock. Who's there in this baby?
You know how to work me.
All my barriers are going.
It's starting to show.
Let go. Let go. Let go.
I cannot sit and let
Something happen I'll regret.
Ooh, he scares me!
There's a man behind those eyes.
I catch him when I'm bending.
Ooh, how he frightens me
When they whisper privately.
("Don't Let Go!")
Windy-wailey blows me.
Words of caress on their lips
That speak of adult love.
I want to smack but I hold back.
I only want to touch.
But I must stay and find a way
To stop before it gets too much!
All my barriers are going.
It's starting to show.
Let go. Let go. Let go.
(Don't let go!)
https://www.katebushencyclopedia.com/infant-kiss-theSay good night-night
I tuck him in tight.
But things are not right.
What is this? An infant kiss
That sends my body tingling?
I've never fallen for
A little boy before.
No control.
Just a kid and just at school.
Back home they'd call me dirty.
His little hand is on my heart.
He's got me where it hurts me.
Knock, knock. Who's there in this baby?
You know how to work me.
All my barriers are going.
It's starting to show.
Let go. Let go. Let go.
I cannot sit and let
Something happen I'll regret.
Ooh, he scares me!
There's a man behind those eyes.
I catch him when I'm bending.
Ooh, how he frightens me
When they whisper privately.
("Don't Let Go!")
Windy-wailey blows me.
Words of caress on their lips
That speak of adult love.
I want to smack but I hold back.
I only want to touch.
But I must stay and find a way
To stop before it gets too much!
All my barriers are going.
It's starting to show.
Let go. Let go. Let go.
(Don't let go!)
The sadly missed Mr. Leonard Cohen, writing to Janis Joplin:
(unless it's been mentioned already)
I remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel
You were talking so brave and so sweet
Giving me head on the unmade bed
While the limousines wait in the street
Those were the reasons and that was New York
We were running for the money and the flesh
And that was called love for the workers in song
Probably still is for those of them left
(unless it's been mentioned already)
I remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel
You were talking so brave and so sweet
Giving me head on the unmade bed
While the limousines wait in the street
Those were the reasons and that was New York
We were running for the money and the flesh
And that was called love for the workers in song
Probably still is for those of them left
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