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Post by 1:( on Jul 26, 2004 18:17:33 GMT -5
A guy from another board made this post, and I thought it was great.
"I wrote a song yesterday, partly inspired by all the ten second noise stuff TheLampIncident keeps posting. It's a great way to say something quick. Here's the lyrics to the song I wrote:
John Basedow fucks animals. I watched his video and my son was born with no asshole."
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Post by Shevy on Jul 27, 2004 4:13:01 GMT -5
Oddly enough, that's exactly what the birthday card I received when I turned seven said.
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Post by 1:( on Sept 21, 2004 21:30:00 GMT -5
I figure I'll use this now to put down lyrics I wrote. Am I the only one here who does this? Anyway, this is what was on my mind.
Too many bands are writing about religion or politics
I can't relate because I just don't care
So I'll write about something more relatable
I hate the pungent stench of coleslaw
Basic rant, but worth my time
If you disagree, your opinion is wrong
I also wrote this just now:
I went to a party one day
I threw some empty beer bottles at passed out drunk kids
They went to charge me but tripped and fell
Their sober reactions wouldn't be much different
You paid money for more of the same
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Post by Shevy on Sept 22, 2004 4:52:52 GMT -5
I'm digging those lyrics. Too much ignorant, uninformed political/religous lyrics these days, and not enough stuff that people actualy care about/relate to.
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Post by 1:( on Sept 22, 2004 14:38:50 GMT -5
I wrote some stuff on the back of a notebook today. I don't have it with me, but I'll make sure to post it in this thread once I grab it again.
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Post by OneEye on Sept 22, 2004 23:30:18 GMT -5
I tried that once when I was a kid, and used to play guitar but I could never sing and play at the same time. Not that I could sing anyway. My lyrics sucked. I think I once wrote a song about my loser, fucking user friend and a girl that was my neighbor, but I'm sure those sucked too.
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Post by 1:( on Sept 24, 2004 10:50:22 GMT -5
Speaking of uninformed political lyrics, I wrote a song more recently making fun of just that:
I hate you, anti-American fuck
Why don't you move somewhere else
You're a disgrace to this country
And I'll blow your brains to hell
Big business is good, it's helped globalization
And helped the world's people unite
It's given us new inventions
And you know when I talk I'm right
You think Saddam Hussein
Is a welcome escape
From the powers of George Bush
Sure Bush sucks
But you'd have to be nuts
To think Hussein wouldn't make you insane
Communism is dumb, anarchy is dumber
But what would you know you're a stupid Anti-Flag lover
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Post by Shevy on Sept 24, 2004 10:52:31 GMT -5
But what would you know you're a stupid Anti-Flag lover HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!! Awesome. |
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Post by 1:( on Sept 24, 2004 13:49:19 GMT -5
I had a band practice today and we were coming up with lyrics and it kind of sucked because while the drummer is into metal and stuff(I should get him to post here), the bassist just seems to want to scare people. Both wanted to write songs on beaten to death subjects such as "how bad religion is". I won't be contributing vocals on that track.
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Post by Shevy on Sept 24, 2004 14:13:42 GMT -5
Bass players are literally a dime a dozen. If you don't like your bass player, tell him to pack up his shit and leave. Put a sign in front of your house that says, "Need bass player". You'll have fifty people knocking on your door that don't even own a bass but are willing to join your band.
Actually finding a quality, creative bass player is the hard part.
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Post by 1:( on Sept 24, 2004 15:00:08 GMT -5
He is a creative bass player. He's also a good friend. I know he likes Slayer and that sort of thing, but most of what he listens to is stuff like classic rock, which is why it's so odd that he's so into what we're playing.
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Post by 1:( on Sept 24, 2004 23:14:45 GMT -5
Also, who can forget this classic:
YOU THINK I YOU LOVE MY CABBAGE BABY!
BUH DUM DUM DUM!
YOU THINK I LOVE YOU MY CABBAGE BROTHER!
BUH DUM DUM DUM!
GODDAMN I YOU LOVE MY CABBAGE MOTHERFUCKER!
BUH DUM DUM DUM!
MY CABBAGE BUH DUM DUM DUM SON OF GOD!
BUH DUM DUM DUM!
SON OF GOD MY CABBAGE IN MY LOVE YOU BABY!
BUH DUM DUM GOD!
YOU I LOVE MY SON OF GOD CABBAAAAAGGGGEEEE!!!!
BUH DUM DUM DUM!!!
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Post by Shevy on Sept 25, 2004 7:44:02 GMT -5
Ah yes. An epic stuggle of humanity vs. conformity...and the love of cabbage.
Here's some lyrics from an old band of mine about how we liked to kick the shit out of this guy at school named "Pete":
Going down the street
Skating by the kids you meet
Beating you is such a treat
Why can't I stop kicking Pete?
I'm kickin' Pete!
Oh what a treat!
I'm kickin' Pete!
Kickin' Pete, kickin' Pete, kickin' Pete kickin' Pete,
Oh what a treat!
There was more to it, but I wrote it roughly 11 - 12 years ago so it's a little foggy.
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Post by 1:( on Sept 25, 2004 9:39:55 GMT -5
Man, people in your band actually liked writing stuff like that? Why can't I ever meet people who just want to fuck around and write about stupid shit like that?
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Post by Shevy on Sept 25, 2004 13:52:11 GMT -5
Yeah, this was right around that whole Seattle grunge-era bullshit, so there were a lot of people doing the alternative thing. We were just a bunch of friends that liked a lot of the same music and thought it would be a lot of fun if we put a band together and blew the doors off all these alternafag bands.
Our bass player literally started playing when the band formed, our guitar player had been playing for less than a year, we didn't pick up a drummer until about a month after our first practice, and we had two singers...me and this other kid who had absolutely no experience on a mic. Basically, we were kind of like a hardcore version of Anal Cunt as our whole existance revolved around sounding like utter shit, making fun of other people, and making fun of other bands.
Oddly enough, the other singer, Trevor, mentioned a Cuban Forklift reunion a few months ago. I know he was just joking around, but in all honesty I would do that again in a heartbeat...even though I only really remember our flagship song, "Kickin' Pete".
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Post by 1:( on Sept 25, 2004 14:14:06 GMT -5
Just hope for your sake that he has his own microphone by now, or at least that he won't shove yours down his pants.
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Post by 1:( on Sept 27, 2004 15:12:08 GMT -5
As promised, the two songs I wrote in math on...last week:
I'm not here to write a soap opera
I'm here to call it like I see it
My feelings aren't very complex
I can tell you three things I hate
I hate mohawks
I hate shirts endorsing skate companies
I hate studded belts
Anybody who owns these things beats off to fashion just as much as anybody in the mall
I woke up one morning
Saw terrorist attacks on the news
Checked the calendar
And said "Oh fuck, I'll be hearing this date for the rest of my life"
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Post by Shevy on Sept 27, 2004 15:48:29 GMT -5
Awesome. Here's a lyric I wrote just off the top of my head. It's an emo song about how much I love pancakes: Pancakes, pancakes, in the air, Where they land I don't know where. I think I flipped one into my hair, That shit's so long I'll never get it out of there. Despair.  |
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Post by Shevy on Sept 27, 2004 15:52:46 GMT -5
That's not me up above, by the way. I don't know who the fuck he is, but I guarantee you he likes pancakes. Anyway, here's another emo lyric about how much I like to sit in chairs. Chair, chair, over there, Easier to sit than climb the stair. Electronically propelling me through the air, I'm happy to park my ass in this chair. God is dead.  |
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Post by 1:( on Sept 28, 2004 10:07:33 GMT -5
I got really pissed off last class and wrote this to get some frustration out of the way.
Everyone asking stupid questions
Yelling when you give suggestions
Hitting you with the same old shit
They don't change one fucking bit
If you thought before you spoke
You wouldn't be in this situation
But you see what happened to me
And you think "if thinking really leads to this I'd rather be a dick"
You know when you see an overhead projector
As something to kill with
You're surrounded by a bunch of fucking idiots
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