post your own lyrics!!
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[Mar 9,2007 2:58pm - anonymous ""]
This is for your own songs, free for discussion and improvement. Post for enjoyment or constructive criticism. And one I wrote 5 minutes ago
I Mutilated Your Face With a Cheese Grater
I FUCKING HATED YOU, SO I BEAT YOU AND TIED YOU UP
THERE WAS NOTHING YOU COULD DO, WITH YOUR FACE PULPED
I LAUGHED AT YOU AS YOU CRIED TEARS OF BLOOD
I KICKED YOU A FEW TIMES MORE THAN DRAGGED YOU INTO THE KITCHEN
YOU KNEW DEATH WAS COMING BUT HOW?
KNIFE TO THE THROAT, NO TO EASY
ROLLING PIN TO SMASH YOUR FACE? NOT ENOUGH MUTILATION
THEN LOOKING AROUND I STUMBLE UPON A CHEESE GRATER
I LOOK AT MY RELFECTION IN IT AND LAUGH
YOU LOOK AT ME AND CRY EVEN MORE
I STRAP YOU TO A CHAIR AND YOU TRY TO FIGHT ME
BT I BEAK YOUR ARMS AND LEGS TO MAKE YOU HATE ME
THE COLD METAL TOUCHES YOUR FACE
AND YOU CRY VIOLENTLY
AS I BEGIN TO PULL UP AND DOWN
THE BLOOD BEGINS TO POUR
AND CHUNKS OF SKIN BEGIN TO FALL
YOU SCREAM, AND YOUR LIPS AT THE FIRST TO COME OFF
MY HANDS COVERED IN YOUR BLOOD, I AM FAR FROM DONE
YOU BEGIN TO CHOKE ON YOUR OWN BLOOD
GURGLING AND SCREAMING
ME LAUGHING AND SHREDDING
YOUR EYEBROWS AND NOSE GONE NOW, THE BLOOD LIKE WATERFALLS
I BEGIN WORKING MORE FURIOUSLY, BLOOD SPATTERING ON THE WALLS
YOUR SCREAMS HAVE STOPPED, BUT I HAVE NOT
THE SKIN FROM YOUR FACE NEARLY GONE
THE GRATER COMPLETLEY RED
ALL OVER THE GROUND BLOOD AND MEAT
A FEW MORE FURIOUS DRAGS AND YOUR EYEBALLS FALL OUT
AND I STEP BACK TO LOOK AT MY WORK
IM STARING AT A HEAD WITH NO FACE, JUST A BLOOD COVERED SKULL
YOUR BLOOD AND SKIN ALL OVER MY HANDS
I LAUGH MANIACALLY AND HAVE A SEAT
I LIGHT A CIGARETTE AND YOUR WIFE WALKS IN
IN A QUICK SCREAM, I AM UPON HER, BUT SHE BEGINS TO LAUGH
SHE HATED YOU AND SHE LAUGHS BECAUSE
I MUTILATED YOUR FACE WITH A CHEESE GRATER
[Mar 9,2007 2:58pm - Lamp ""]
My lyrics are perfect and nobody's stealing them.
[Mar 9,2007 2:59pm - Manly-Girl ""]
Hah!! Huh-larious!
[Mar 9,2007 2:59pm - dreadkill ""]
i fucking hated you so i beated you up!
[Mar 9,2007 3:00pm - dreadkill ""]
i need to find the lyrics to "my favorite sex toy is a splintered 2x4 with red ants on it"
[Mar 9,2007 3:01pm - anonymous ""]
well then dont post something you dont want stolen, I want to share my lyrics that I dont care about, Im not gonna put anything from my band.
[Mar 9,2007 3:02pm - Archaeon ""]
thats br00tal
[Mar 9,2007 3:12pm - Ryan_M ""]
That cheese grater song is fucking stupid. Do you even have a band or music written for it, or did you just pull it out of your ass to try to impress everyone with how brutal and offensive you think you are?
[Mar 9,2007 3:20pm - Not-Heavily-Medicated-Enough ""]
That was good, but how about this?
Ripped apart by angry bums
Walking down the street you notice a horrid smell
You look around and realize you surrounded in hell
Old, toothless, smelly, demented, and plain out nasty
Surrounded by bums, their awful stench and appearance ghastly
They hound you for spare change for food
But your not dumb, you know the truth
They want to go buy themselves a crack rock
So you throw out Canadian change and they flock
Cutting through the alley to try and stray
But they notice the false money right away
If only they were more stupid, but their not
And once again you find yourself surrounded by decay and crotch rot
But this time they don’t want your money, they want your life
They have been deceived for the last time, if only you had your knife
Closing in, you try to fight, but in vain
Your efforts useless against the retarded and insane
You catch a rock to the back of the head and hit the ground
Looking up in a daze the bums begin to surround
They grab onto your arms, legs, and head
Beginning to pull, you start to see red
You hear a rip and a snap and pain shoots through you
You look down and see that your leg has been detached from you
You scream in pain, only to be silenced as your throat is ripped out
Everything goes black, gurgling in your blood, you try and shout
As they give one final tug, you come apart in four
Strewn upon the ground, you don’t exist, you are no more
As your soul leaves your body, you see yourself
All your friends, all those years of worrying for your health
Nothing matters anymore, not that your ripped apart
The funny thing is, I still have your heart
In a jar on my shelf, I took you wallet and bettered myself
Now your dead and I’m rich, that’s what you get for being a greedy ass bitch
[Mar 9,2007 3:22pm - anonymous ""]
hmm, I was actually sitting there thinking about cheese and I thought it would be funny if someone got their face ground off by a cheese grater.
I do have a band, and I do not write about this crap, this was for comedy,I write about real stuff for my band.
[Mar 9,2007 3:24pm - anonymous ""]
Besides if I wanted to be brutal and offensive I would say something along the lines of I rapped your mother and baby sister in the ass while holding a blowtorch to you grandfathers corpse and shitting on your girlfriend
[Mar 9,2007 3:29pm - anonymous ""]
or how about this, I hope an AIDS queer rapes you tonight. Or I hope your mother gets kidnapped and raped and beaten every half hour on the half hour for the next ten years. and your baby sister catches pneumonoultramicroscopicicsilicovolcaniconeosis
[Mar 9,2007 3:32pm - JohnnyxTHMx ""]
wow...councelling any1?
[Mar 9,2007 3:33pm - Yeti ""]
anonymous said:I rapped your mother
yo yo yo, dont be rappin my mom yo.
[Mar 9,2007 3:33pm - JohnnyxTHMx ""]
wats that word mean?
[Mar 9,2007 3:35pm - anonymous ""]
I was speaking hypothetically Yeti, Ryan M wanted me to be offensive
[Mar 9,2007 3:35pm - KeithMutiny ""]
free "steal from other people" thread
[Mar 9,2007 3:35pm - Ryan_M ""]
I'm shocked and appalled.
[Mar 9,2007 3:44pm - anonymous ""]
Wow, I made this thinking others would share their works, and not worry about being stolen from. Which you should care about unless your famous. Kudos to Not-Heavily-Medicated-Enough for having the balls to atleast partake. Maybe someone would read your lyrics and like your music and check your "band" out. The first step to being known is trust, if your worried about people stealing your music, then why even make it? All it takes is one time o hearing it and it can be stolen. So wallow in your insecureties. Or partake in the friendly sharing of lyrics. Its not like your putting an entire tablature to every piece of music youve ever composed. And Im done talking for a minute.
[Mar 9,2007 3:46pm - Ryan_M ""]
I do have a few verses I made up to amuse myself while working one night.
Anyone who wants to steal them, go ahead - I have no use for them.
Mary Magdeline was a slut
Mother Mary - fucking cunt
Sonny Jesus was a Jew
Crucified for me and you
Nail the bastard to the cross
Won't be a major fucking loss
He preached a lot of worthless noise
Priest balls-deep in little boys.
[Mar 9,2007 3:50pm - anonymous ""]
*standing ovation* was that so hard? and I rather enjouyed those.
[Mar 9,2007 4:00pm - Lamp ""]
I have lyrics I'm going to make up right now.
One day I shoved my balls in a toaster
I crushed my penis with a table coaster
I threw pottery into the Dead Sea
And drank an entire gallon of pee
[Mar 9,2007 5:50pm - y_ddraig_goch ""]
cause I don't care if anyone steals them, because if anyone here stole them they would make no money, and not to mention they are not that great.
It was on the darkest night of December.
How I wish I could cease to remember,
when I espied those hoary figures on the shore.
Tenfold more wicked than Babylon’s whore,
crawling and sliding from out the cold sea,
with crooked smiles and hearts laden with glee.
Hear me! Oh hear my bereaving song,
of those cruel demons of the dark water,
who came a hundred heads strong,
and in their wake left only vast slaughter
They rode hard down upon every farm
no kind voice could raise the alarm.
You could hear many cry out in dismal screams
as sleeping children were ripped from sweet dreams.
They took our women, they took our young
and not did they cease, ‘til rose the Sun.
I could see the village, from sea, all ablaze,
as I sat there in my boat, aside sorrow.
How many would not see future days?
How many would not wake the ‘morrow?
I kept quiet as I lay there low in my boat,
lest their cold hands reach for my throat.
They carried my people beneath the waves.
There to serve eternally, damned as slaves.
What cruel fate that I am still here
whilst below toil those to me so dear
[Mar 9,2007 7:28pm - Ryan_M ""]
^^^ These are some cool lyrics, as opposed to the junior-high mentality gore lyrics posted by that annonymous kid.
[Mar 10,2007 12:15am - rhys ""]
boobs tits ass
la la la
ass to mouth
tra la la
[Mar 12,2007 1:03pm - anonymous ""]
So then, how about some lyrics with meaning then? I wrote this when I was high and some dumb bitch was criticizing me for it. Keep in mind that she was ugly, a bitch, and on top of that, she thought she was top shit.
FYIDNYS
I’m running off the walls, and I’ve finally gone crazy
Smoke myself into a coma, vision blurred and hazy
Fuck your petty insults, try and put me down
Ill cut your throat open, try and make a sound
LIE
Fuck your lies, fuck your hopeless
You can die, grave be your hostess
Go ahead insult me, see if I care
All the shit I’ve been through, your not even there
Fuck you I don’t need your shit
Your face is revolting, you make me sick
Paleolithic subconscious mind, send yourself away
Fractured impetuous skull, cant insult me tomorrow if your dead today
Beaten and bruised you cannot hurt me,
fuck your opinion your words don’t phase me
Kill this fortuitous insult, violate the sanctity of your thoughts
I’m at peace with me, for this I’ve so perilously fought
Fuck you I don’t need your shit
Your face is revolting, you make me sick
Paleolithic subconscious mind, send yourself away
Fractured impetuous skull, cant insult me tomorrow if your dead today
Fuck your lies, fuck your hopeless
You can die, grave be your hostess
Go ahead insult me, see if I care
All the shit I’ve been through, your not even there
Your not even fucking there
[Mar 12,2007 1:08pm - FuckIsMySignature ""]
HORSE
FUCK
FUCK
HORSE
FUCK
[Mar 12,2007 1:34pm - xmikex ""]
Here's a song I've composed. I'm really proud of it. Tell me what you think.
THIS THREAD SUCKS AND YOU'RE A KNOB
This thread sucks and you're a knob
Your mother is a big fat slob
The internet begins to clog
With shitty threads and shitty songs
You should have saved this for your blog
Cuz this thread sucks and you're a knob
It's 1996 and the sisterhood's back
[Mar 12,2007 3:19pm - Anthony ""]
this is a little song i just whipped up, let me know any feedback, k?
Grandma' welcome home... You have
been gone for far too long
Is this a dream, are You really back?
Let me help You out of the chair...
Grandma'
Let me touch You, let me feel... Ahhh
Grandma' take a look
What do You think of the house and
the silvery moon?
We are going to repaint the front door
soon
Let me help You out of the chair...
Grandma'
Let me touch You, let me feel... Ahhh
Wait till You see Your room up in the
attic
Prepared just like You said, without a
bed
You will find Your rocking chair and
the tea pot that Missy found
Let me help You out of the chair...
Grandma'
There is someone waiting for You,
now come along
Missy and Mother, they are dying to
meet You
How strange... she's spoken no word...
I wonder Grandma'! Are You all right?
Grandma' what was it like to be on
that holiday site
"Oh it could have been worse but
with "THEM" by my side
In the twilight "THEY" sang all the old
lullabies"
Grandma' who are "THEY"... "never
mind You dirty little brat"
"Let us go inside, something's on
"THEIR" mind
"THEY" are still alive, can You feel
"THEIR" eyes
Can You feel "THEIR" eyes?
Now that You are stuck with me You
better be my friend.
[Mar 12,2007 3:24pm - bdussy ""]
BDUSSY - "ASS TO MOUTH"
You don't deserve to be fucked you deserve to be raped.
Fuck her ass to mouth.
Fuck her dry so there's blood and shit on your
dick so when she sucks it, she gags like I do
when I go to eat her out and find that shes menstruating.
Only the filthiest whores suck a dick that was just in their ass.
I hope you've made your father proud.
[Mar 12,2007 4:27pm - Archaeon ""]
Anthony said:this is a little song i just whipped up, let me know any feedback, k?
Grandma' welcome home... You have
been gone for far too long
Is this a dream, are You really back?
Let me help You out of the chair...
Grandma'
Let me touch You, let me feel... Ahhh
Grandma' take a look
What do You think of the house and
the silvery moon?
We are going to repaint the front door
soon
Let me help You out of the chair...
Grandma'
Let me touch You, let me feel... Ahhh
Wait till You see Your room up in the
attic
Prepared just like You said, without a
bed
You will find Your rocking chair and
the tea pot that Missy found
Let me help You out of the chair...
Grandma'
There is someone waiting for You,
now come along
Missy and Mother, they are dying to
meet You
How strange... she's spoken no word...
I wonder Grandma'! Are You all right?
Grandma' what was it like to be on
that holiday site
"Oh it could have been worse but
with "THEM" by my side
In the twilight "THEY" sang all the old
lullabies"
Grandma' who are "THEY"... "never
mind You dirty little brat"
"Let us go inside, something's on
"THEIR" mind
"THEY" are still alive, can You feel
"THEIR" eyes
Can You feel "THEIR" eyes?
Now that You are stuck with me You
better be my friend.
hmmm reminds me of something
[Mar 12,2007 6:00pm - Murph ""]
these will probably be used in Werewolves, so if you steal them, I have proof. But I don't know why anyone would.
Milorde
I want to stand beside you
Retch forward
ad nauseam
with a supine offering
Watch you sprout.
An ellipsis shuffle
More and more of a migraine and less and less of referred pain
Constantly vomiting
the needle dangles, her sultry sciatica
She knew what was coming, but did not heed simple textbook tactic
I want to watch you grow legs.
My penmanship belies the maturity of my words and thoughts.
You are a gift.
Sincerely, I wish to watch you grow legs.
Party for the Right to Write, so write on
[Mar 12,2007 6:18pm - dyingmuse ""]
Entrails form a moldy paste
Eyeballs really have no taste
Thats part of my lyrics/Poem that I read at the coffee house back in 93'
i can't remember the rest
[Mar 12,2007 8:14pm - the_reverend ""]
the coffee house. ahaahha...
[Mar 12,2007 8:16pm - Hoser ""]
I pooped.
Doop-a-Doop
I pooped and made a stinky mess
what do ya think of all of this?
I pooped
[Mar 12,2007 8:17pm - the_reverend ""]
I tried googling for some links to the pour house.
only thing I found was this: http://www.nhfx.com/2005/behind_the_scenes.php
[Mar 12,2007 9:24pm - Troll ""]
Hoser said:I pooped.
Doop-a-Doop
I pooped and made a stinky mess
what do ya think of all of this?
I pooped
I think we have a winner! :NEWHORNS:
[Mar 16,2007 3:37pm - anonymous ""]
Hey xmikex...SUCK DCK CHOKE AND DIE. No one asked for your opinion, you chose to bring it to us wonton, auspicious that you would be flamed and tousled austerely. I abhor people who make it their goal to bane other people. I hope you get thralled by a big black man.
[Mar 16,2007 3:40pm - anonymous ""]
as for everyone else, very creative, I like them. You all dont act benighted like a few of these...people.
[Mar 16,2007 3:41pm - anonymous ""]
and what the fuck is a knob? is that british for fag or something?
[Mar 16,2007 3:44pm - anonymous ""]
Anthony said:this is a little song i just whipped up, let me know any feedback, k?
Grandma' welcome home... You have
been gone for far too long
Is this a dream, are You really back?
Let me help You out of the chair...
Grandma'
Let me touch You, let me feel... Ahhh
Grandma' take a look
What do You think of the house and
the silvery moon?
We are going to repaint the front door
soon
Let me help You out of the chair...
Grandma'
Let me touch You, let me feel... Ahhh
Wait till You see Your room up in the
attic
Prepared just like You said, without a
bed
You will find Your rocking chair and
the tea pot that Missy found
Let me help You out of the chair...
Grandma'
There is someone waiting for You,
now come along
Missy and Mother, they are dying to
meet You
How strange... she's spoken no word...
I wonder Grandma'! Are You all right?
Grandma' what was it like to be on
that holiday site
"Oh it could have been worse but
with "THEM" by my side
In the twilight "THEY" sang all the old
lullabies"
Grandma' who are "THEY"... "never
mind You dirty little brat"
"Let us go inside, something's on
"THEIR" mind
"THEY" are still alive, can You feel
"THEIR" eyes
Can You feel "THEIR" eyes?
Now that You are stuck with me You
better be my friend.
is this about a lust for a beldame or something?
[Mar 16,2007 3:44pm - xmikex ""]
anonymous said: I abhor people who make it their goal to bane other people.
This is the only part besides the last line that is an actual sentence. And "bane" is a noun, not a verb. Therefore it's impossible to "bane" someone, so you can toss that one too.
I hope you get thralled by a big black man.
You'd like that, wouldn't you, hansome? What else gets your homo motor runnin? Call me on my 900 number and we'll talk all about it. :tightiewhities:
[Mar 19,2007 12:54pm - anonymous ""]
Here let me dumb it down for you, "knob". No one asked for your opinion, you brought it to us thoughtless and without meaning, hoping that you would get flamed harshly. I hate people who make it their goal to poison other people. I hope you get enslaved by a big black man. As for me, me and D'Arnelle are very happy together, thank you. I dont need your 900 number, he fufills all my fantasies. Any other witty comebacks?
[Mar 19,2007 1:11pm - xmikex ""]
hahahaha "poison other people."
it's stuff like this that keeps those cat pictures in such high demand. so so so serious.
[Mar 19,2007 1:54pm - y_ddraig_goch ""]
I hope you get thralled by a big black man?
that's the equivalent to saying "I hope you get slaved by Arsenio Hall"
Grammah is cool
[Mar 19,2007 2:13pm - xmikex ""]
My question is: what's this guy got against black people. Tisk tisk, have we forgotten black history month so soon?
[Mar 19,2007 3:30pm - SteveOTB ""]
Ryan_M said:I do have a few verses I made up to amuse myself while working one night.
Anyone who wants to steal them, go ahead - I have no use for them.
Mary Magdeline was a slut
Mother Mary - fucking cunt
Sonny Jesus was a Jew
Crucified for me and you
Nail the bastard to the cross
Won't be a major fucking loss
He preached a lot of worthless noise
Priest balls-deep in little boys.
I found myself rapping this in my head. Word to ya motha.
[Mar 19,2007 3:44pm - lemonhead ""]
here's a song about sports.
What an obsession we have
Always playing with balls
Chasing them into nets
With referees making calls
Using our hands and sticks
To knock the balls around
Wearing sweaty,tight uniforms
Making very loud sounds
If we win the the game
A nice slap on the ass
Unless of course
You have bad gas
Then I'll just catch you
In the locker room
So I can sodomize you with the janitor's broom.
yay let's go watch the game on my bigscreen and drink some bud
[Mar 20,2007 2:55pm - anonymous ""]
I have nothing against black people, everyone should own one
[Mar 20,2007 3:29pm - Yeti ""]
floating asteroid
need to buy some school supplies
you're soaking in it
[Mar 20,2007 3:32pm - Niccolai ""]
Still a work in progress,
Unloved and de-gloved:
Your clientel sick with smells of lavender and roses
as you lay on your back with your knees by your shoulders.
moaning and waiting for thier tainted releases,
draining your health via sessioned diseases.
The store bought sickness is planted in your whorish womb
and becomes a death sentance in your rotting child-tomb
Removing skin from your chest as your flesh starts to decay,
Your delusions and customers fuck you harder by day
Your splintered ribs exposed, Your skin sweating sour semen,
Your balding head crusts over with scabs, and your rectum starts bleeding
The loss of your legs and teeth don't interfere with your work
and your calcifying tits make your libido berzerk.
A man dressed in leather made an offer you couldn't refuse,
he starts fucking your face and your throat starts to bruise
your bottom jaw crunches and shatters at the peak of arousal
but he still has eye sockets to fuck, and chains left to bound you
He lubricates his member with your puss-filled placenta
and fucks your skull while his cock-ring rips your retina
after telling the stranger to make you feel a little pain,
he grabs the back of your head and his cock punctures your brain.
The man prepared himself for this common mistake,
and brought a burlap sack to transport you to the lake
He tossed you over the railing with the best of wishes
Your rotting body lands in the water and kills all the fishes.
[Mar 20,2007 3:32pm - FuckIsMySignature ""]
i'm a knife...knifin around...
mmmm cutcutcutcutcutcutcut.............cutcutcutcutcutcut