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The worst song lyrics of all time
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Could potentially be NFSW, as it has some bad language. Not sure I agree with some of these choices, but for most of them ... it makes me afraid. :-) |
Genius.
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LOL. My co-workers and I have an inside joke involving the recital of Limp Bizkit's "Break Stuff"
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some that should have made it:
Whitesnake, Spit it Out (PS, Hi Fritz) I never knew what a kiss could mean Until the first time I kissed you, You took my love in the palm of your hand An' showed me what a woman could do Now I don't want sugar coated loving Just silver tongue tenderness, You gotta give me a certain satisfaction The kind of love you seal with a kiss An' spit it out, spit it out, spit it out If you don't like it Spit it out, spit it out, spit it out If you don't like it another painful line later in the song: 'Cos I roll my dice with a heart of ice An' make it clear to see |
Khia - My Neck, My Back
All you ladies pop your pussy like this Shake your body, don't stop, don't miss All you ladies pop your pussy like this Shake your body, don't stop, don't miss Just do it, do it, do it, do it, do it now Lick it good suck this pussy, just like you should Right now, Lick it good suck this pussy just like you should My Neck, my back Lick my pussy and my crack, |
some from Kiss, Fits Like a Glove:
Ain't a cardinal sin, baby lemme in, girl I'm gonna treat you right Well goodness sakes, my snake's alive and it's ready to bite Hornet's nest, lay me down to rest, ooh I wanna shed my skin I got the urge to merge, you're cold as ice, baby won't you lemme in Night scenes, wet dreams, enough to make you drool And fire, fire, fire for the fuel and, of course, my favorite part (the music drops out for part of this for added emphasis): Cause when I go through her, it's just like a hot knife through butter, ooh yeah Baby, baby, guess you win the prize Maybe, baby, where the sun never shines |
new dandy warhols single released on tuesday features this gem (presumably lifted from a 16 year olds notebook):
my friends and me we smoke a lot we smoka the weed and then the pot but we dont like seeds sticks or stems cuz me and my friends we smoke a lot the lead singer is FORTY. |
Vanilla Ice - Havin a Roni
Oh yea. What it's like. Havin' a Roni. What it's like. Havin' a Roni. What it's like. Havin' a Roni. What it's like. Havin' a Roni Oh yea VIP in for effect Actually, any Vanilla Ice song pretty much is the epitome of this thread. |
Stand by REM
(chorus) Stand in the place where you live Now face North Think about direction Wonder why you haven't Now stand in the place where you work Now face West Think about the place where you live Wonder why you haven't before If you are confused, check with the sun Carry a compass to help you along Your feet are going to be on the ground Your head is there to move you around, so (repeat chorus) Your feet are going to be on the ground Your head is there to move you around If wishes were trees, the trees would be falling Listen to reason Season is calling (repeat chorus) If wishes were trees, the trees would be falling Listen to reason Reason is calling Your feet are going to be on the ground Your head is there to move you around So stand (stand) Now face North Think about direction Wonder why you haven't Now stand (stand) Now face West Think about the place where you live Wonder why you haven't (repeat chorus) Stand in the place where you are (now face North) Stand in the place where you are (now face West) Your feet are going to be on the ground (stand in the place where you are) Your head is there to move you around, so stand Although does it count if they are deliberatley stupid? |
Rock You Like a Hurricane- The Scorpions
It's early morning The sun comes out Last night was shaking And pretty loud My cat is purring And scratches my skin So what is wrong With another sin The bitch is hungry She needs to tell So give her inches And feed her well More days to come New places to go I've got to leave It's time for a show Here I am, rock you like a hurricane Here I am, rock you like a hurricane My body is burning It starts to shout Desire is coming It breaks out loud Lust is in cages Till storm breaks loose Just have to make it With someone I choose The night is calling I have to go The wolf is hungry He runs to show He's licking his lips He's ready to win On the hunt tonight For love at first sting Here I am, rock you like a hurricane Here I am, rock you like a hurricane Here I am, rock you like a hurricane Here I am, rock you like a hurricane |
"Isn't it ironic?"
No. It isn't, actually. |
Mainly the bolded section.
Everybody, listen to me, And return me, my ship. I'm your captain, I'm your captain, Although I'm feeling mighty sick. I've been lost now, days uncounted, And it's months since I've seen home. Can you hear me, can you hear me, Or am I all alone. If you return me, to my home port, I will kiss you mother earth. Take me back now, take me back now, To the port of my birth. Am I in my cabin dreaming, or are you really scheming, To take my ship away from me? You'd better think about it, I just can't live without it. So, please don't take my ship from me. Yeah, yeah, yeah ... I can feel the hand, of a stranger, And it's tightening, around my throat. Heaven help me, Heaven help me, Take this stranger from my boat. I'm your captain, I'm your captain, Although I'm feeling mighty sick. Everybody, listen to me, And return me, my ship. I'm your captain, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. I'm your captain, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. I'm your captain, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. I'm your captain, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. I'm getting closer to my home ... I'm getting closer to my home ... I'm getting closer to my home ... I'm getting closer to my home ... Ohhhh ... I'm getting closer to my home ... I'm getting closer to my home ... I'm getting closer to my home ... I'm getting closer to my home ... I'm getting closer to my home ... I'm getting closer to my home ... I'm getting closer to my home ... I'm getting closer to my home ... Ohhhh ... I'm getting closer to my home ... I'm getting closer to my home ... I'm getting closer to my home ... I'm getting closer to my home ... I'm getting closer to my home ... I'm getting closer to my home ... I'm getting closer to my home ... I'm getting closer to my home ... Ohhhh ... I'm getting closer to my home ... I'm getting closer to my home ... I'm getting closer to my home ... I'm getting closer to my home ... I'm getting closer to my home ... I'm getting closer to my home ... I'm getting closer to my home ... I'm getting closer to my home ... Ohhhh ... I'm getting closer to my home ... I'm getting closer to my home ... I'm getting closer to my home ... I'm getting closer to my home ... I'm getting closer to my home ... I'm getting closer to my home ... I'm getting closer to my home ... I'm getting closer to my home ... Ohhhh ... I'm getting closer to my home ... I'm getting closer to my home ... I'm getting closer to my home ... I'm getting closer to my home ... I'm getting closer to my home ... I'm getting closer to my home ... I'm getting closer to my home ... I'm getting closer to my home ... Ohhhh ... I'm getting closer to my home ... I'm getting closer to my home ... I'm getting closer to my home ... I'm getting closer to my home ... I'm getting closer to my home ... I'm getting closer to my home ... I'm getting closer to my home ... I'm getting closer to my home ... Ohhhh ... I'm getting closer to my home ... I'm getting closer to my home ... I'm getting closer to my home ... I'm getting closer to my home ... I think that's roughly how many time it repeats. |
Pretty much anything by the Scorpions or Europe would qualify, of course in their defense English isn't either bands first language. Europe's lyrics make me cringe...
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I'd better not see any of you mofos messin' with "My Humps" (the greatest song in the history of history).
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Never Been to Me by Charlene
Oh, I've been to Georgia and California and anywhere I could run I took the hand of a preacher man and we made love in the sun But I ran out of places and friendly faces because I had to be free I've been to paradise but I've never been to me .... Oh, I've been to Niece and the Isle of Greece while I've sipped champagne on a yacht I've moved like Harlow in Monte Carlo and showed 'em what I've got I've been undressed by kings and I've seen some things that a woman ain't supposed to see I've been to paradise, but I've never been to me ... Sometimes I've been to crying for unborn children that might have made me complete But I took the sweet life, I never knew I'd be bitter from the sweet I've spent my life exploring the subtle whoring that costs too much to be free Hey lady...... I've been to paradise, (I've been to paradise) But I've never been to me ----------------------- There's gold in there for sure. What's really funny is that the song was original written for a male voice and inspired by ... get this ... the book/movie "Jaws." It was adapted for a female voice, but if you can understand any connection to "Jaws" you're smarter than me. I like the fact that essentially this woman is a cheap whore nailing kings and a "preacherman," aborting children and living the high life. She's a baller, yo. |
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