Look up, I look up at night planets are moving at the speed of light climb up, up in the trees every chance that you get is a chance you seize how long am I gonna can stand with my head stuck under the sand I start before I can stop before I see things the right way up
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Speed of Sound, Coldplay (who deserve a lifetime achievement award)
All that noise, all that sound all those places that I have found and birds go flying at the speed of sound to show how it all began birds came flying from the underground if you could see it then you'd understand
I’ve got no self control, Been living like a mole now, Going down, excavation, High and high in the sky, You make me feel like I can fly, So high, Elevation”
More sacrifices than an Aztec priest, Standing here straining at that leash, All fall down, Can't complain, mustn't grumble, Help yourself to another piece of apple crumble.
Ohh, that one was doubly bad since it was prog rock! ;)
My then boyfriend was an ELP fiend, and I liked them at first, but grew weary after the 37th listening to a tape in his car. Ugh. That never happened with Pink Floyd, though.
And I'm lookin' in th emirror all the time, Wondering what she don't see in me I've been funny, I've been cool with the lines, Ain't that the way love's supposed to be?
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The best "Awesomely Bad" rock lyric, from the inimitable Rick Springfield. Surely it's not necessary to provide the song title...
Okay. This is hiphop, but it should still count, right?
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And she said please no don't stop And I said I caught a cramp And she said please keep on goin'/ I said my leg is about to crack Then she cries out Oh my goodness, I'm about to climax And I said cool Climax Just let go of my leg
Let's start with a powerful double feature: horrid lyrics associated with a horrid song title.
I like the sound of my own voice
ReplyDeleteI didn't give anyone else a choice
An intellectual tor-toise
Racing with your bullet train
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All Because of You, U2
Look up, I look up at night
ReplyDeleteplanets are moving at the speed of light
climb up, up in the trees
every chance that you get is a chance you seize
how long am I gonna can stand
with my head stuck under the sand
I start before I can stop
before I see things the right way up
--
Speed of Sound, Coldplay (who deserve a lifetime achievement award)
All that noise, all that sound
ReplyDeleteall those places that I have found
and birds go flying at the speed of sound
to show how it all began
birds came flying from the underground
if you could see it then you'd understand
--
Speed of Sound, Coldplay
I’ve got no self control,
ReplyDeleteBeen living like a mole now,
Going down, excavation,
High and high in the sky,
You make me feel like I can fly,
So high, Elevation”
--
Elevation, U2
More sacrifices than an Aztec priest,
ReplyDeleteStanding here straining at that leash,
All fall down,
Can't complain, mustn't grumble,
Help yourself to another piece of apple crumble.
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That Was Then, ABC
Ohh, that one was doubly bad since it was prog rock! ;)
ReplyDeleteMy then boyfriend was an ELP fiend, and I liked them at first, but grew weary after the 37th listening to a tape in his car. Ugh. That never happened with Pink Floyd, though.
And I'm lookin' in th emirror all the time,
ReplyDeleteWondering what she don't see in me
I've been funny,
I've been cool with the lines,
Ain't that the way love's supposed to be?
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The best "Awesomely Bad" rock lyric, from the inimitable Rick Springfield. Surely it's not necessary to provide the song title...
The first thing I met
ReplyDeleteWas a fly with a buzz
Horse With No Name
Does it get better or worse when Greg Lake follows the line "still you turn me on" with a completely cliched wah-wah guitar lick.
ReplyDeleteIs the six-string capable of irony?
Okay. This is hiphop, but it should still count, right?
ReplyDelete---
And she said please no don't stop
And I said I caught a cramp
And she said please keep on goin'/ I said my leg is about to crack
Then she cries out
Oh my goodness, I'm about to climax
And I said cool
Climax
Just let go of my leg
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Trapped in the Closet, Chapter 4, R Kelly