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i keep bleeding, keep keep bleeding love.
just typing that makes me want to vomit. |
MIA has been making me want to pull my hair out. Can't turn on the radio without hearing that twats song. I was doing ok with it right up till the line "I got more records then the KGB"
I also have to go with Rage against the machine. Freaking musical McDonalds for pissed off teens and political science dropouts. The new piece of crap where he uters the line "M1 millimeter" just sets me off. There is no such thing as a fucking M1 millimeter. It's fucking wrong, and it bugs the shit out of me. |
Oh man, oh man, oh man!!!! I'm so excited for this.
Any Torontonian's ever heard of Chuggo? hahahaha be prepared. Chuggo - Come On, Fuck A Guy (spoken) Ahh, fuck a guy (sirens) When I step in the place throw your hands in the sky AAAAAHHH C'MON FUCK A GUY These girls can't have me and it makes them fuckin' cry AAAAAHHH C'MON FUCK A GUY On my way to court in a suit and a tie AAAAAHHH C'MON FUCK A GUY My brother's in the can and won't get out till next July AAAAAHHH C'MON FUCK A GUY The people are shit, that's how I feel I'll smash your fuckin' head, that's how I'm real Anything you need, that's what I deal My stomach was empty, that's why it's steel I don't trust nobody, that's why I don't blink What ever gets me drunk, that's what I drink I fuck all day, that's why I stink Bitches love the block all covered in ink The kids buy my shit, that's how I get cash Bitches see the kids buy it, that's how I get ass I grew up beside I strip bar, that's why I am trash Remmy Martin (?) in my glass, that's how I've got class Rappers got me angry, that's why I'm pissed They're all fuckin' garbage, that's why they got dissed Their girls come to see me because they can't fuck You'll never sell records because your rap sucks I heard your shit comeback, saying my name with that gun chat YOUR MOM'S BOX SMELLS LIKE A MUSKRAT! I'm a knockout, you're a love tap You wanna go against Chuggo, yo fuck that (echo: YO FUCK THAT) I'll put a sign on your back that says "I can't rap!" And a bruise on your face that says "I can't scrap" The way bitches shot you down screams "I can't mack" You're a filthy piece of shit and you ain't got jack You can catch me in the allyway gettin' drunk and high AAAAAHHH C'MON FUCK A GUY Smilin' at every sexy bitch that's walking by AAAAAHHH C'MON FUCK A GUY Shots of whisky and bottles of molson dry AAAAAHHH C'MON FUCK A GUY Fuckin' with me you must really wanna die AAAAAHHH C'MON FUCK A GUY I put mayo on everything, that's how I eat Lakeshore Blvd; that's how I'm street Can't say no to pussy, that's how I'm weak and I've been told I'm only nice when I sleep Loud with a slur, that's how I speak In your lobby with a knife, that's how I creep Drown in the lake and get found in the creek Blue in the face, cement surrounding your feet You talk shit, and that was the beat That's why I'm gonna roll up and smash in your teeth See the fire right there, that was the heat You deserve a good beating, that's my belief See that kid stealing? That was a thief See those dudes behind him? That's the police See this thing right here? That's my release And when I get out, I'm coming back with a piece You suckers know who's the baddest in town I treat pussy like weed cus I pass it around I move my hands toward your neck and I wrap it around It won't be long before your bodies actually fell (PMF: why not ground? hit the ground?) See this cash? That's obscene profit You see these rocks? The feds want it See these pounds? You need chronic I treat the pavement cus some bitches bleed on it I'm serious when I say there is more and that it gets worse. This is literally the worst, most offensive song I have ever heard in my short life. Yay toronto. My IQ lowered when listening to this. /winning |
This first comes to mind(the guitar solo in this song is hideous-doesn't even make sense),..and I thought I would be respectful to all you good folks and not post the Tragically Shits entire catalog
CONEY HATCH - Monkey Bars We are playing in the monkey bars Sittin' by the streets just countin' the cars We are running from place to place We're running around, like we're in a rat race Monkey bars, swingin' stars Countin' the cars, by the monkey bars We've got a job in the Amazon Everyone's a jungle, out to con We drive for miles and see lots of trees We get home in time to pay our managers fees Monkey bars, swingin' stars Countin' the cars, by the monkey bars (Solo) Eatin's easy when you're chimps like us Banana splits are a definite plus Things'll be better when we climb our way out Our hands may slip, but not cause of doubt Monkey bars, swingin' stars Countin' the cars, by the monkey bars Monkey bars, swingin' stars Settin' up those pars by the monkey bars |
Take a deep breath.
Children of Bodom - In Your Face GO! Conflict, terror, hear the noise. You're on the edge of a nerve-racking force. But, oh, my god, here's the fight. Never siege, never riot, must defy. Well look at me, what do you see? Another trophy, a living fucking dead beat Close your eyes take a step with me You're gone but it's not too late Exhibiting Abnormality It's not what you call reality. But you will always forget One thing I'd like you to know I don't give a flying fuck motherfucker I don't give a flying fuck motherfucker I don't give a flying I don't give a flying, I don't give a flying FUCK I'll never wait for any interference When the other people talk all over my shit But do I speak thee, yes I do So fuck hypocrisy and fuck you too INCOMING! [Chorus:] Say one, more word, I double dare you (bring it on) It's my world, you're in it, it'll take you down in a minute You can alter your look, diversify your age. But the truth seems like a bitchslap in your face. Well look at me, what do you see? Another trophy, a living fucking dead beat Close your eyes, take a step with me You're gone but it's not not too late Exhibiting Abnormality Careful what you call reality But you will always want You want the day that you shall die. I don't give a flying fuck motherfucker I don't give a flying fuck motherfucker I don't give a flying I don't give a flying I don't give a flying FUCK INCOMING! [Chorus] INCOMING! |
Percy, that Monkeybars tune is a delightfully fetid little piece of tripe. I know for a fact that my 8 year old daughter writes better songs. Well done.
Challah, Mrs. Hat tutors a metalhead who seems like a nice kid, but he's always trying to turn her on to Children of Bodom. Sort of makes AC/DC seem erudite, doesn't it? And the best part about it is that it sounds like it's sung by a guy gargling broken glass. Quote:
I don't feel any dumber, but the aaaabbbb rhyme scheme and the total lack of any redeeming feature (aside from that one line) surely give that.... whatever it is a right to be featured here. / Hey guys, Chuggo's been going down on Muskrats again! |
*googles erudite*
Yes, it does. The vocalist... don't get me started. This is a fine thread. |
Ok, the one song that really drives me nuts is MISFITS-LAST CARESS- it's like teen horror bubble gum pop. It's got a catchy beat and gets stuck in my head, but I hate the lyrics.
MISFITS LYRICS "Last Caress" I got something to say I killed your baby today And it doesn't matter much to me As long as it's dead Well I got something to say I raped your mother today And it doesn't matter much to me As long as she spread Sweet lovely death I am waiting for your breath Come sweet death, one last caress Go Sweet lovely death I am waiting for your breath Come sweet death, one last caress Well, I got something to say I killed your baby today And it doesn't matter much to me As long as it's dead Sweet lovely death I am waiting for your breath Come sweet death One last caress One last caress, sweet death One last caress, sweet death Oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh Oh [ A-Z Lyrics Universe ] |
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