From “Lowlife” by Theory of a Deadman:
“I got an '82 Fiero with a car seat in the middle
Broken down on the Interstate”
No way. Fieros were built from '84 to '88.
“Well, I’d rather see you dead, little girl
Than to be with another man
You better keep your head, little girl
Or you won’t know where I am
[later]
Baby, I’m determined
And I’d rather see you dead”
Roity roit then.
John - you misogynistic, homicidal scumbag piece of shit.
multi-Elvin Bishop:
“I must have been through about a million girls.”
riiiiiiiiiiiiiight.
brah.
“I’d love 'em then I’d leave 'em alone
I didn’t care how much they cried, no sir
Their tears left me cold as a stone”
Gee, what a prince.
Trying to model yourself after the Tom Cruise character in “Magnolia”?
“I’m in you…you’re in me.”
Um, no, Pete.
No, don’t go there.
*Way, way back many centuries ago,
Not long after the Bible began,
Jacob lived in the land of Canaan
(A fine example of a family man).
Jacob! Jacob and sons,
Depended on farming to earn their keep.
Jacob! Jacob and sons,
Spent all of the day in the fields with sheep.*
Sounds more like ranching to me…
At least when Queens of the Stone Age had those same lyrics in a song, it was no secret they were metaphorically referencing drugs.
A couple of designer friends give each other “creative homework assignments”. One was to illustrate song lyrics. Everyone else’s were serious poetry, but I added some cynical commentary. This was back when “Grenade” by Bruno Mars was all over the airwaves…
I’d stop a grenade for you.
Put my hand on a blade for you.
I’d jump in front of a train for you…
Wai-wai-wait, wha…?
Look, I get that throwing yourself on a live grenade might save your loved one’s life (though why not throw it out the window? Then everyone lives).
But jumping in front of a train is going to have exactly ZERO effect. What, you think you’re going to deflect the train by a few degrees? Or slow it down til getting hit by it is merely an annoyance?
If the girl that Bruno Mars wrote this for sees this: Run. Away.
And get yourself a smarter boyfriend. Or at least a more practical one…
Loverboy: “You gotta start from the start…”
Yeah, you do. That’s why its called that. Fucking intuitive, you fucks.
A huge fan, but I’ve always had a slight problem with this.
And the irony is, who the fuck ever heard another word from* the rest of that band?*
There’s a song (Second chance, by Shinedown) that mentions “I just saw Halley’s comet, she waved”
And the songwriter was about 8 when Halley’s comet last came by. So every time I hear the song I think no you didn’t “just” see that! Why that bugs me more than the writer talking about having conversations with the man in the moon, I don’t know.
They could move around. They could grow. They could melt. They could do a hell of a lot of things, actually.
You have to consider the context.
But the song I truly hate is lips of an Angel by Hinder:
Well, my girl’s in the next room
Sometimes I wish she was you
I guess we never really moved on
It’s really good to hear your voice saying my name, etc etc, emotional yearning, blah blah
Break up with your current if you are seriously lying there wishing she were your ex.
After all, these mountains did just come out of the sky, instead of the regular way.
ETA: Personally, I kind of like it when lyrics just give up and don’t try to make any sense. I don’t really know how I feel about his lyrics, really. They seem like they’re on the verge of trying to say something.
Au contraire, that is a GREAT lyric. In fact that whole song is full of poetry.
On the other mitt, I have some entries of my own. I think it’s been a while since I mocked Bryan Adams:
Please forgive me, I know not what I do
Please forgive me, I can’t stop loving you
If you NEED to be forgiven for that, then you probably SHOULDN’T BE
Also, Samantha Jade:
Don’t you wanna be my Soldier?
Now, would you fight for me?
D-d-d-die for me?
Relationship Red Flag: “Why oh why won’t you DIE FOR MEEEEE!!!” (I picture the glowing red eyes, fangs and talons springing out at around this point)
“She was born the queen of the broken hearts.”
Huh, quite the operator at such a young age.
“I’m even on my knees, making love to whoever I please.”
who-kaaaaaaaaay, well, then, Mike, yeah, I’ll just leave ya to that, then.
More I think about it - I thought there’d been another thread similar to this in the not-too-distant past. Not the really good thread about literally-interpreted videos (which, IIRC, had a good post on “Total Eclipse of the Heart”). Maybe there’s been an improbable lyrics thread?
Anyway, getting back to bloody Kiss again, I had to print out the whole thing, this time (well, minus one line to avoid you-know-what):
“Don’t want to wait 'til you know me better
Let’s just be glad for the time together
Life’s such a treat and it’s time you taste it
There ain’t a reason on earth to waste it
It ain’t a crime to be good to yourself
Lick it up, lick it up, ooh yeah it’s only right now
Lick it up, lick it up, ooh yeah, come on, come on
Lick it up, lick it up, ooh uh
Don’t need to wait for an invitation
You gotta live like you’re on vacation
There’s something sweet you can’t buy with money lick it up, lick it up
It’s all you need, so believe me honey
It ain’t a crime to be good to yourself
Lick it up, lick it up, ooh yeah it’s only right now
Lick it up, lick it up, ooh yeah
Lick it up, lick it up, ooh yeah, come on, come on
Lick it up, lick it up, ooh yeah”
(heh - eliminated a “Lick it up, lick it up, ooh yeah” line to take care of that)
Should I really unearth what’s at the bottom of this number?
And what’s with the line “It ain’t a crime to be good to yourself” - is that some kind of motivational feel-goodery for sperm-eating?
Bryan: If you’re gonna write a song called “Cuts Like a Knife”, do you think maybe - just maybe - the line “you’ve been letting go” might bring about one or two snickers from under the stands?
Or let me guess - you and your bandmates, sittin around, ruminating over the title and possible lyrics, maybe getting a little high, and someone thought “Tee-hee let’s throw an actual fart joke in there. No one will notice!”
“Bye, bye, miss American pie,
Drove my Chevy to the levy but the levy was dry.”
If the levy was part of a flood-control system, being dry is a good thing.
He went to Hollywood, got a tattoo
He met a girl out there with a tattoo too
Oy. I love Tom Petty, but that’s right out of the Steve Miller school of terrible lines and rhymes.
When we have dinner, sometimes I’ll ask for the “lost shaker of salt”.
She had THE tattoo too.
I hate that line myself, but her having the same tattoo does change the meaning a little bit.
It sounds as though he’s disappointed too. So what, exactly, was he hoping to do with his Chevy, in a wet levy?
“…As sure as Kilimanjaro rises like Olympus above the Serengeti.”
Umm, no–Serengeti National Park is over 120 miles from Kilimanjaro and is very hard if not impossible to see from there (I have been to both places).