Lyrical donationalizings
Posted: Thu Sep 14, 2006 4:06 am
Damn. Could not find the lyrics donations thread in here (do the time-space math, I have a very friendly bartender, hic) so I guess I'm making a new freakin' thread for it. Hope someone can get some amusement out of these fragments... from now on, if I can't get a song together, I'll post the bits in their more or less completedness (with whatever sidenotes that I feel are applicable, of course!) for someone else who has the opportunity to take advantage of. Be happy or not, yo.
"Control Yourself"
(the world is glad that I didn't try to pull off an old school ('70s-'80s) British ska hoarsey voice on this... maybe I'll do a Selecter homage at a later time, eh?)
Chorus:
Ooo-ooh, why can't you control yourself (x3)
See a shiny bauble on the BBC One
You know you can't afford it sans a credit card, hon'
But then you're down in the shop, the pretty in your hand
Just another bit of debt, ain't that plastic grand?
Chorus
You bought the pub a round and now it's far past last call
You shoulda called a cab, now you're headed for a fall
Didn't see the cyclist, now she's smeared across your hood
Sorry 'bout your luck mate, looks like you really fucked up good
Chorus
Double time freek-out
(Third verse, on predatory women working the welfare angle with an increasing amount of children being pumped out for profit; or just sexually stupid women in general... sorry I don't have words here)
Chorus and out
"Control Yourself"
(the world is glad that I didn't try to pull off an old school ('70s-'80s) British ska hoarsey voice on this... maybe I'll do a Selecter homage at a later time, eh?)
Chorus:
Ooo-ooh, why can't you control yourself (x3)
See a shiny bauble on the BBC One
You know you can't afford it sans a credit card, hon'
But then you're down in the shop, the pretty in your hand
Just another bit of debt, ain't that plastic grand?
Chorus
You bought the pub a round and now it's far past last call
You shoulda called a cab, now you're headed for a fall
Didn't see the cyclist, now she's smeared across your hood
Sorry 'bout your luck mate, looks like you really fucked up good
Chorus
Double time freek-out
(Third verse, on predatory women working the welfare angle with an increasing amount of children being pumped out for profit; or just sexually stupid women in general... sorry I don't have words here)
Chorus and out