My first attempt at writing punk rock lyrics...
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For some reason, when I woke up this morning, the first words that came to my mind were "you're not a prize". And, well...
You’re not...
Pour hot oatmeal on my eyes
You’re not a prize
If they offered you on radio, the station would demise
This is worse than “Family Ties”
You’re not a prize
So get out of my cereal box and spare me all your lies
I had lunch at McDonald’s and just imagine my shame
When I peeled off the sticker and I read it was your name
I went up to the counter and I said “Now this is lame,
I’d rather have a hamburger and fries!”
YOU’RE NOT A PRIZE!
Let’s get real, please
You’re not a cheese
You didn’t come out of a cow whose name was Eloise
You make my libido freeze
You’re not a cheese
Your caseous behavior is a symptom of disease
You’ll get nowhere in life if you keep up this denial
You spend all of your evenings sitting in the dairy aisle
Getting “Kraft” tattooed on your forehead just isn’t worth your while
Besides, this stuff went out with Sixties
YOU’RE NOT A CHEESE!
You’re acting like a fool
You’re not an Edwardian Mahogany “X” Frame Stool
You just…
[Spoken]
Ah, forget it, yeah you are! There, happy now?
You’re not...
Pour hot oatmeal on my eyes
You’re not a prize
If they offered you on radio, the station would demise
This is worse than “Family Ties”
You’re not a prize
So get out of my cereal box and spare me all your lies
I had lunch at McDonald’s and just imagine my shame
When I peeled off the sticker and I read it was your name
I went up to the counter and I said “Now this is lame,
I’d rather have a hamburger and fries!”
YOU’RE NOT A PRIZE!
Let’s get real, please
You’re not a cheese
You didn’t come out of a cow whose name was Eloise
You make my libido freeze
You’re not a cheese
Your caseous behavior is a symptom of disease
You’ll get nowhere in life if you keep up this denial
You spend all of your evenings sitting in the dairy aisle
Getting “Kraft” tattooed on your forehead just isn’t worth your while
Besides, this stuff went out with Sixties
YOU’RE NOT A CHEESE!
You’re acting like a fool
You’re not an Edwardian Mahogany “X” Frame Stool
You just…
[Spoken]
Ah, forget it, yeah you are! There, happy now?
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First of all, genres are not determined by the lyrics, it's determined by the style and sound of the melody. Secondly, even if you were trying to write punk lyrics, it would most likely have more along the lines of some kind of social statement, rather than just throwing together random lines of rhyming words. And lastly, the lyrics suck, regardless of what you were going for.
Killin' the first born of lyrical Yul Brynners.
I knew immediately when I clicked on this topic that you would reply and been all "rawr I am the music monster."First of all, genres are not determined by the lyrics, it's determined by the style and sound of the melody. Secondly, even if you were trying to write punk lyrics, it would most likely have more along the lines of some kind of social statement, rather than just throwing together random lines of rhyming words. And lastly, the lyrics suck, regardless of what you were going for.
Also Rabid Fox Rocks.
Who sleeps shall awake, greeting the shadows from the sun
Who sleeps shall awake, looking through the window of our lives
Waiting for the moment to arrive...
Show us the silence in the rise,
So that we may someday understand...
Who sleeps shall awake, looking through the window of our lives
Waiting for the moment to arrive...
Show us the silence in the rise,
So that we may someday understand...
I have a legacy to uphold. SISTER.I knew immediately when I clicked on this topic that you would reply and been all "rawr I am the music monster."First of all, genres are not determined by the lyrics, it's determined by the style and sound of the melody. Secondly, even if you were trying to write punk lyrics, it would most likely have more along the lines of some kind of social statement, rather than just throwing together random lines of rhyming words. And lastly, the lyrics suck, regardless of what you were going for.
Also Rabid Fox Rocks.
Killin' the first born of lyrical Yul Brynners.
rabid_fox, that was seriously awesome. You rock.
(The lyrics are awful, I'm sorry Mr. Waffle.)
(The lyrics are awful, I'm sorry Mr. Waffle.)
If you do not repent, I will come to you and remove your lampstand from its place. (Revelation 2:5, NIV)
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Waffle, I think it's pretty amusing.
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