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OT: Could use some lyrics.

Hi guys (all gender ;) ), does anyone of you have some lyrics lying around, that I can borrow?
I like to make melodies, but I cannot write any descent lyrics to go with it. It’s only for personal use and just for inspirational practice. Anyone? @JohnnyGoodyear, what about you? I know you are good with words!

Well, it’s worth a shot :)

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  • @Jakersjaw Tell me what you want and I'd be happy to dig through the vast filing cabinet...Morbid? Celebratory? Confused? Anguished? Laconic? On fire?

    Actually, better filters might be happy/sad, fast/slow, male/female (singing), rhyming or not.

    I'm just a bot, plug in your requirements :)

  • Ah well, a regular singer/song thing would be ok. Nothing electronic. I think?! Rythmic is preferable. I kind of relied on you to chime in :D

  • edited August 2017

    Oh and rock is totally ok to B)

  • Will have a look see.

  • Verse 1
    Sitting in the dirty airport lounge
    Drinking a $14 glass of cheap boxed wine
    Trying to remember that day I was sitting trying to remember that time
    A big black fly with spider legs flies past my shoulder and nose dives into my wine.

    Chorus
    I'm flexible, I'm chill. I
    don't sweat small stuff or debate the bill.
    I'm relaxed, to the max, I like to skate downhill.
    But I don't drink wine with a drunken dirty fly in my swill.

    Verse 2
    I take a bite of my $27 greasy bacon, wilted lettuce and sad brown tomato sandwich
    Then grab my fork and fish the drunken swirling fly from my wine.
    He gurgles and spits, climbs the edge of the fork and I realize it's covered in dirty greasy bits of ground beef and hair from the previous diner.

    Chorus
    I'm flexible, I'm chill. I'm chill. I
    don't sweat the small stuff or debate the bill.
    I'm relaxed to the max but I need to take a pill.
    Cause I don't drink wine with a drunken dirty fly covered in greasy ground beef and hair in my swill.

  • I want royalties when this tops the charts.

  • One more.

    Oh baby, oooh!
    Oh baby, yeah!
    Gonna find a pen so you can fill the forms out!
    (Repeat 8x)

    Oh baby, ooh!
    Oh baby, yeah!
    Gonna give you my docs so you can figure my taxes out!
    (Repeat 8x)

    Oh baby, wooh!
    Oh baby, hey!
    Gonna drink a beer and watch you work the calculator!
    (Repeat 8x)

    Oh baby, wooh!
    Oh baby, hey!
    Gonna spank you if you don't get me the biggest refund!
    (Repeat 8x)

    Oh baby, wooh!
    Oh baby, hey!
    Gonna spend my check on drugs and hookers!
    (Repeat 8x)

    Oh baby, wooh!
    Oh baby, hey!
    You're damn smart but you're not exactly a looker!
    (Repeat 8x)

  • Papa's got a brand new bag
    He stole mama's purse to get his money back

  • To be sung in the style of a Bernie Leadon track rejected by The Eagles.

    Watching the Dog Brick Pickers

    Watching the dog brick pickers
    Strolling on the sand
    Watching the dog brick pickers
    Walking crap in hand
    Watching the dog brick prickers
    All along the shore
    Watching the dock brick pickers
    Bags can’t take no more

    :) :D :#

  • Dimes for 9
    Red tops
    All the time
    Big top,
    Circus be mine,
    Left town, romance,
    Monkey on my back,
    Whos the clown?
    Never look back,
    No man no man
    Gotta hit it hard
    Bang Lo Fo sho
    Daddy don't know
    Bastard baby
    On the down low
    Keep it on time
    Truth tellin
    Dimes for 9

    (freestyle: 8/26----------RUSTiK)

  • @Zen210507 said:
    To be sung in the style of a Bernie Leadon track rejected by The Eagles.

    Watching the Dog Brick Pickers

    Watching the dog brick pickers
    Strolling on the sand
    Watching the dog brick pickers
    Walking crap in hand
    Watching the dog brick prickers
    All along the shore
    Watching the dock brick pickers
    Bags can’t take no more

    :) :D :#

    The description was priceless.

  • Me too, brother.
    I have a million words and phrases lying about; I just let MrsChasteen work her magic and turn them into lyrics.

  • edited August 2017

    @JeffChasteen said:
    The description was priceless.

    Just trying to raise a smile, Jeff.

    Here in the U.K., anyone walking a dog is obliged by law to pick up any 'leavings' and either take them home or dispose of them in special bins. So we see these folk walking along, stooping to pick up their dog's crap in a plastic bag, reversed on the hand like a glove, then either holding it swinging, or stuffing it into a coat pocket!

    I did it one time only, when my stepson's wife was giving birth and I got the job of walking their pet, Barry the Wonder Dog. So, I picked up this huge warm turd, only to see Barry looking up with an expression that said, "Did I do good, boss!" :)

  • @Zen210507 said:

    @JeffChasteen said:
    The description was priceless.

    Just trying to raise a smile, Jeff.

    Here in the U.K., anyone walking a dog is obliged by law to pick up any 'leavings' and either take them home or dispose of them in special bins. So we see these folk walking along, stooping to pick up their dog's crap in a plastic bag, reversed on the hand like a glove, then either holding it swinging, or stuffing it into a coat pocket!

    I did it one time only, when my stepson's wife was giving birth and I got the job of walking their pet, Barry the Wonder Dog. So, I picked up this huge warm turd, only to see Barry looking up with an expression that said, "Did I do good, boss!" :)

    I do that myself on the dog walks. I did it just an hour ago during the morning dog walk ;)
    I have to agree with the person who made the observation that alien beings observing the human/dog interaction could only conclude that the dogs were the superior creatures. We are the subservient ones collecting the dog's excrement for some strange ritualistic and/or survivalist purpose.

  • Take That :-)

    She got no love, she's just a sex machine
    She got no love, she's just a sex machine
    She got no love, she's just a sex machine
    She got no love, she's just a sex machine

    Don't get me wrong, I sure appreciate
    That we have met, could have been fate
    And surely I would never hesitate
    To touch you all over again
    But You Got No Love
    You're Just A Sex Machine

  • edited August 2017

    Anyone here who wants german lyrics:-)

  • I have the same jakersjaw's problem but in spanish

  • Lots of Spanish speaking areas and people out there. More than German anyway.

  • I wrote this. I wanted this to be a "rappish - spoken word" vibe with the chorus melodic. Permission to use with attribution.

    UP and DOWN

    Why have you got to - you got to
    Tear me down,
    Pull me down,
    Just to build you up?

    Makes me want to…
    Tear it down,
    Bring it down.
    You’ve got to see
    What’s going down!
    Why don’t you help me up?

    Instead of listening,
    You put me in the ground
    With another round,
    That’s just sooo messed up.

    Pants falling to the ground,
    Hands raised, praying
    “You better not be looking!”
    Can’t make another sound,
    Without you trying to
    Keep me, beat me, choke me
    with no grounds,
    but “suspicion”.
    Then chase me down,
    Bust my crown,
    And then lock me up.
    Let’s be blunt about my sentence:
    Extra fear for just being brown.

    "No new crow, Jim!”
    Jumping up and down.
    Tears all around.
    Bleeding, blood flowing
    Trying to soften the hardest ground.

    Why have you got to - you got to
    Tear me down,
    Pull me down,
    Just to build you up?

    Makes me want to…
    Tear it down,
    Bring it down.
    You’ve got to see
    What’s going down!
    Why don’t you help me up?

    “I can’t breathe…”
    Tear gas all around
    You can’t stop saying thug!
    You keep coming,
    Dog whistling, to my house
    Shoving King in my face,
    hoping Malcolm doesn’t show.

    Running, running your mouth.
    Looping, looping
    Blaming, blaming…
    Endless news heads bobbing
    Shaking, shaming…
    Cycling and recycling propaganda for policy
    Replacing my protest with your fears
    “Brother, you ain’t from this town.”

    Why have you got to - you got to
    Tear me down,
    Pull me down,
    Just to build you up?

    Slow motion racism
    Replaced by a faster cynicism,
    With guns, snipers, cameras and cammo,
    Tanks and tear gas.
    One system grinding down as
    Military law enforcement gears up.
    One contract, one society broken.
    Can’t you help me up?

    Mothers have to beat down their sons on TV,
    To keep them from their fathers.
    And you wonder, you still wonder,
    “Where the fathers are?”
    When YOU’VE got them all locked up!

    Those drugs are different from these drugs.
    Cocaine is “different”
    Separate but “equal”
    But this war started before crack was street king.
    The republic’s southern strategy -
    divide and conquer - backs me up.

    BUT!
    Tough on crime.
    You’ll pay the fine. You’ll do the time.
    Black and white is the law!
    Procedures will be followed!
    However, when true judgement is forsaken,
    And compassion is all used up,
    All I can do is cry,
    “Justice is blind”…
    and tear on up.

    — Curt G ©2015

  • "Every day I make a silent vow
    To make my past much more pathetic than it is right now
    The silent vow evoked a parched airway
    Isosceles Horse-Twinkie takes it away
    Isosceles Horse-Twinkie makes it okay."

  • Wow, this is great. Wasn’t sure if anyone was up for this. Now I have something to work with. Thanks guys.

  • edited August 2017

    Okay, if we're getting serious, here's one I've never quite been able to get music to fit -


    Flying Sorcerers

    She was the sunset ghost of all those whispered promises
    A silken shrouded heartbeat, heard within his head
    He held the singing magic of a shooting star
    firelight and music bright when seen from afar

    Flying sorcerers she goes round again
    Flying sorcerers in a love that does not end
    Flying sorcerers, oh, he flies so high
    Flying sorcerers
    on and on across the sky

    Right up close the magic burned
    consuming what it touched
    and she found that loving him
    could hurt so very much
    He was looking for enchantment
    that he'd known once, in the past
    lighting up his waking dreams
    teasing time, to make things last

    Chorus

    So they spun in silver circles racing madly on
    wrapped around each others flame
    'till the fire was all gone
    Then he fell from the heavens, laughing all the way
    'cause the sunset ghost beside him
    always there would stay

    Chorus

  • edited August 2017

    @JeffChasteen said:

    ......or survivalist purpose.

    Hmmmm....

  • Yes. My furry overlord insists that belly rubs are not enough. Extra steps must be taken.

  • Got no money, got no fame
    I’m the only one to blame
    I should get my music right
    Pimp it up to dynamite
    Successful in the industry
    This is what I need to be

    Need to be music
    Be a sonic wave
    Breathe just music
    And play my guitar

  • @teleb said:
    Anyone here who wants german lyrics:-)

    Du
    Du hast
    Du hast mich
    Du hast mich
    Du hast mich gefragt
    Du hast mich gefragt
    Du hast mich gefragt und ich hab nichts gesagt
    Willst du bis der Tod uns scheidet
    Treue sein für alle Tage

  • Hey cool, some German lyrics. In this case, here's some from me.

    Krieg dich ein, mein kleiner Freund,
    Du bist doch keine Sonnenblume.
    Deine Blüte geht nie auf
    Für dich gibt's keinen Weg hinauf

    Du wartest auf ein Zeichen
    Von oben oder unten
    Doch auch von unten wird dir keins serviert
    Für dich ist deutlich
    keine Zukunft reserviert

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