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Thursday, March 9th, 2006
7:12 pm
[chattycheese]
Do you like to come up with alternate lyrics for songs? In search of something good to sing during practicies? Found an awesome parody that you want to share with the world? Tired of bain words and in need of something better to sing?

Then alternate_lyric is your place to go. Off-color lyrics for mainstream songs. Check us out!
Saturday, January 28th, 2006
9:18 pm
[fucker74]
What's inside the lyrics? - songs_lyrics_ru
Новое сообщество по переводу иносторанных песен.

songs_lyrics_ru
Tuesday, August 16th, 2005
4:02 am
[gloomy__sunday]

sarcastic_fucks

I figure you guys are pretty good at tongue-in-cheek humour , so here you go.
Sunday, May 8th, 2005
2:33 pm
[ahhhsuchdapimp]
Friday, April 29th, 2005
1:58 am
[ahhhsuchdapimp]

Hi, I'm new here, and  even though it has probably been done a thousand times...

I thought I'd shareCollapse )

Current Mood: confused

Saturday, February 26th, 2005
10:12 pm
[lionore]
I'm new !!!!!!!!!
Believe it or not, I used to like this band. But now... face my malice, Good Charlotte!

Lyrics.

Lost and broken
Hopeless and lonely *grabs popcorn*
Smiling on the outside
Hurt beneath my skin
My eyes are fading you should've used a more expensive brand
My soul is bleeding and I'm using that blood to put red comments on the margins of your soul, woe is you
I try to make it seem okay
But my faith is wearing thin just like your hair

So help me heal these wounds
They've been open for way too long
Help me fill this soul with toxic waste?
Even though this is not your fault then why are you torturing me with your idiotic whining?
But I'm open, and I'm bleeding
All over your brand new rug the owners will sue
And i need someone to help me sew them up who's them? there are more things like you?

I only wanted a magazine then buy one, moron
I only wanted a movie screen a bit expensive, but hey, you're filthy, stinking rich!
I only wanted the life I'd read about and dreamed
And now my mind is an open book surprise, surprise!
And my heart is an open wound internal bleeding 'R us
And now my life is open, it's open for all to see like your little repeat - yourself problem

But help me heal these wounds you said this already!
They've been open for way too long
Help me fill this soul
Even though this is not your fault
That I'm open and I'm bleeding and blah, blah, blah...
All over your brand new rug ...blah, blah, blah...
And i need someone to help me capitalization is your friend
So you come along, I push you away
Then kick and scream for you to stay ooh, it's okay, snookums, stop cwying
Coz I need someone to help me
Oh I need someone to help me
To help me heal these wounds
They've been open for way too long
Help me fill this soul
Even though this is not your fault *looks at watch, foot taping impatiently *

That I'm open, and I'm bleeding
All over your brand new rug
And I need someone to help me sew them all right, I get your point already
I need someone to help me fill them
I need someone to help me close them up I recomend duct tape - it heals everything

Not to brag or anything, but even my very, very first poem was better than this

Current Mood: vicious
Monday, February 21st, 2005
6:16 pm
[allah_dot_com]

Or
Sunday, November 28th, 2004
9:30 pm
[sweettears]
oh god...kill me...(see below lyrics)

Artist: Cheeky Girls
Title: The Cheeky Song (Touch My Bum)

Cheeky girls…………
Ooh boys cheeky girls
Ooh girls cheeky boys
Ooh boys cheeky girls
Ooh girls cheeky boys
Ooh boys cheeky girls
Ooh girls cheeky boys
Ooh boys cheeky girls
Ooh girls cheeky boys

I never ever ask where do you go
I never ever ask what do you do
I never ever ask what’s in your mind
I never ever ask if you’ll be mine
Come and smile don’t be shy
Touch my bum this is life.

Oooooh

We are the cheeky girls
We are the cheeky girls
You are the cheeky boys
You are the cheeky boys
We are the cheeky girls
We are the cheeky girls
You are the cheeky boys
You are the cheeky boys

Hhmm cheeky cheeky
(laughter)

Cheekycheekycheeky

Ooh boys cheeky girls
Ooh girls cheeky boys
Ooh boys cheeky girls
Ooh girls cheeky boys
Ooh boys cheeky girls
Ooh girls cheeky boys
Ooh boys cheeky girls
Ooh girls cheeky boys

I never ever ask where do you go
I never ever ask what do you do
I never ever ask whats in your mind
I never ever ask if you’ll be mine
Come and smile don’t be shy
Touch my bum this is life.

Unu doy trei si
(translates to one two three go)
(with other voices shouting cheeky)

We are the cheeky girls
We are the cheeky girls
You are the cheeky boys
You are the cheeky boys
We are the cheeky girls
We are the cheeky girls
You are the cheeky boys
You are the cheeky boys

Come and join the cheeky club
This is what you want
Come and sing the cheeky song
Our cheeky song woo
Come and join the cheeky club
This is what you want
Come and sing the cheeky song
Our cheeky song woo
Come and smile don’t be shy
Touch my bum this is life

Cheeky cheeky

We are the cheeky girls
We are the cheeky girls
You are the cheeky boys
You are the cheeky boys
We are the cheeky girls
We are the cheeky girls
You are the cheeky boys
You are the cheeky boys
We are the cheeky girls
We are the cheeky girls
You are the cheeky boys
You are the cheeky boys
We are the cheeky girls
We are the cheeky girls
You are the cheeky boys
You are the cheeky boys

Cheeky-cheeky

Tell me these arent the worst lyrics you've ever seen. Believe it or not, this was like at the top of the charts in the UK a year or two ago....which depresses me, being British.



Current Mood: okay
2:10 am
[sighbunny]
Leftover Crack- Life Is Pain
Fuck like bunnies
Breed like rats
We're shitting out the babies and I'm telling you that that's
Mad against the better judgement in this human history
Take some time to think it over, it's not difficult to see
You can wait until you're older or you're in a better place
Just remember there's no winner in this fucked up human race
I know you might be searching for some meaning on this Earth
But don't be stabbing nature in the back by giving in to birth

And you're too ugly and I'm too fat
What kind of seed are we to spawn with genetic cars like that?
Addiction and depression are just swimming in my cum
And we're all weak and dumb

Fuck like bunnies
Breed like rats
We're shitting out the babies and I'm telling you that that's
Mad against the better judgement in this human history
Take some time to think it over, it's not difficult to see

We're mostly runts and too high-strung
In nature mother eats the young
Who are we to breed?
Put away your seed
We can't evolve an iron lung

You're too ugly and I'm too fat
What kind of seed are we to spawn with genetic cars like that?
Addiction and depression are just swimming in my cum
And we're all weak and dumb

Too many people on the way
Our world gets smaller every day
As quantity grows, life quality goes
Our lives are sick and in decay
Monday, November 22nd, 2004
7:11 am
[sighbunny]
Not a rant but more of a ponder really, why do Otep write their lyrics like this?

Opinions appriciated

Current Mood: okay
6:02 am
[sighbunny]
http://ami.iamcal.com/a+Crappy+CD/
haha, one could spend hours on this rating machine if they chose to! xD

Current Mood: jubilant
Sunday, October 3rd, 2004
5:15 am
[sighbunny]
You have to give thumbs up for female writers, and I truly mean it, I would support a band like TheStart, but this is so ill-fed and meaningless I could cry.
theSTART- ShakedownCollapse )
omg, mommy syas I'm spshul!!!!111111 liek FUK U!1!1111222222400

Current Mood: annoyed
Friday, October 1st, 2004
8:45 am
[sighbunny]
Creepy stalker lyrics!
Piebald:
I'll be around every corner you go.
Don't you look so surprised.
I'll be in every dressing room that you're in.
I'll be holding every door you walk through.
You don't even have to say thanks.
I'll get groceries at the same time as you.

[Chorus]
Don't think I don't know what suits you well. yea.
Don't think I don't know.

I'll be in every smoky corner you've seen counting your drinks.
I'll be the guy who drives past your house.
I'll be hiding behind your mirror watching you crimp your hair.
I'll follow you with sunglasses on.

[Chorus]

I'll be looking through your windows at night.
Watching you sllleeeep.
I will see you at your big game.
I'll be at the same parties as you, and I'll meet you in the closet.
I'll follow you home when the sun comes up.

Clay Aiken:
:
Then I could just watch you in your room
If I was invisible
I'd make you mine tonight
If hearts were unbreakable
Then I can just tell you where I stand
I would be the smartest man

Current Mood: intimidated
Tuesday, August 24th, 2004
12:18 pm
[wishiwereyoko]
The official worst lyricist ever
I welcome myself to teh gang, and come bearing gift of thing to laugh at:

Britney Spears
Everytime


Notice me
Take my hand
Why are we
Strangers when
Our love is strong
Why carry on without me?

Everytime I try to fly
I fall without my wings
I feel so small
I guess I need you baby
And everytime I see you in my dreams
I see your face, it's haunting me
I guess I need you baby

I make believe
That you are here
It's the only way
I see clear
What have I done
You seem to move on easy

And everytime I try to fly
I fall without my wings
I feel so small
I guess I need you baby
And everytime I see you in my dreams
I see your face, you're haunting me
I guess I need you baby

I may have made it rain
Please forgive me
My weakness caused you pain
And this song is my sorry

Ohhhh

At night I pray
That soon your face
Will fade away

And everytime I try to fly
I fall without my wings
I feel so small
I guess I need you baby
And everytime I see you in my dreams
I see your face, you're haunting me
I guess I need you baby

After all...
After all...

Current Mood: giggly
Thursday, July 29th, 2004
11:36 am
[afaded_memory]

 

 Hey, I just joined

One of the most horribly put together songs.Collapse )</pre>

Thursday, June 17th, 2004
5:05 am
[sighbunny]
Gang Of Four - 5.45

How can I sit and eat my tea,
with all that blood flowing from the television.
At a quarter to six,
I watch the news,
Eating, eating all my food
As I sit watching the red spot
In the egg which looks like
All the blood you don't see on the television.

Still body now, no movement yet
Five men lie die flat on their backs
Were they born to lie in state
Defend the ever stagnate great?

Down on the street assassinate
All of them look so desperate
Declared blood war on the bourgeois state

Watch new blood on the 18 inch screen
The corpse is a new personality
Ionic charge gives immortality
The corpse is a new personality

Down on the street assassinate
All of them look so desperate
Declared blood war on the bourgeois state

Watch new blood on the 18 inch screen
The corpse is a new personality
Watch new blood on the 18 inch screen
The corpse is a new personality
Watch new blood on the 18 inch screen
The corpse is a new personality
Watch new blood on the 18 inch screen
The corpse is a new personality
Watch new blood on the 18 inch screen
The corpse is a new personality

Guerilla war struggle is a new entertainment
Guerilla war struggle is a new entertainment
Guerilla war struggle is a new entertainment
Guerilla war struggle is a new entertainment
Guerilla war struggle is a new entertainment
Guerilla war struggle is a new entertainment
Guerilla war struggle is a new entertainment
Guerilla war struggle is a new entertainment

Down on the street assassinate
All of them look so desperate
Declared blood war on the bourgeois state



They could've tried a bit harder, don't you think? I mean It's basic that you can't write a song about people dying and sound so flat and void of any personal voice...
Sunday, June 13th, 2004
3:58 am
[sighbunny]
Worst band of our time...
I've been waiting for some backlash on them.

Jet - Are You Gonna Be My Girl

Go!!

So 1, 2, 3, take my hand and come with me
because you look so fine
and i really wanna make you mine.

I say you look so fine
that I really wanna make you mine.

Oh, 4,5,6 c'mon and get your kicks
now you dont need that money
when you look like that, do ya honey.

Big black boots,
long brown hair,
she's so sweet
with her get back stare.

Well I could see,
you home with me,
but you were with another man, yea!
I know we,
ain't got much to say,
before I let you get away, yea!
I said, are you gonna be my girl?

Well, so 1,2,3, take my hand and come with me
because you look so fine
and i really wanna make you mine.

I say you look so fine
that I really wanna make you mine.

Oh, 4,5,6 c'mon and get your kicks
now you dont need that money
with a face like that, do ya.

Big black boots,
long brown hair,
she's so sweet
with her jet back stare.

Well I could see,
you home with me,
but you were with another man, yea!
I know we,
ain't got much to say,
before I let you get away, yea!
I said, are you gonna be my girl?

Oh yea. Oh yea. C'mon!
I could see,
you home with me,
but you were with another man, yea!
I know we,
ain't got much to say,
before I let you get away, yea!
Uh, be my girl.
Be my girl.
Are you gonna be my girl?! Yea

Current Mood: nauseated
Sunday, June 6th, 2004
1:02 pm
[sighbunny]
I was checking a band called Gob when I ran into this lyric:

Censorshit
What does it really mean?
To me I think it absolutely stinks
There’s no question about it
I wonder if they know?
That they are so fucked
And they just deny it
Cos they really suck
And they don’t know their thumbs (heads)
Stuck in their ass
And they keep covering it up all the time
Everyone has heard the bullshit lines
You hear all the rest of the fucking lies
And they keep on covering it up
All the time
But wait, what’s this?
What exactly is happening to us?
Our world?
Don’t you think it’s sort of fucked?

People need special PERMITS to write punk songs. ;;__;; Bleh.
Thursday, May 13th, 2004
9:34 am
[katiesown]
I refuse to deal with insulting comments, therefore I'm leaving this community.

Thank you.

Goodbye.

Current Mood: pissed off
Sunday, May 9th, 2004
4:40 am
[wizarding]
It's amusing how most of the people posting in here have really bad music taste.


sayin'.
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