Lyrics, Bah!
Okay. I’m no better at writing lyrics after one week of trying to come up with something than I ever was. Grrr. However, I did find out that I’m rather adept at doing second-rate ripoffs of other songwriters’ styles. For example:
Les Savy Fav-style lyrics in the form of “the _____ is _____ ”:
The chairs are knocked down
And the table’s upturned
The flames they were doused
But the fires still burned
U2 from the early 90’s-style contradictory pseudo-profundities:
You dream in colour
But your life’s black and white
You give the blind hope
When you have no sight
Pixies-style bizarre nonsense with a touch of erotic lyrics (you know, like “Tame”):
Sharp teeth glisten
Like Beelzebub’s horns
My seductress is laughing
Crim-son. love. a-waits
Lame-ass mid-tempo bar room blues band style lyrics as sung by some slimy Stevie Ray Vaughan wanna-be dude while skanky women do that gross grinding dance (think Blues Hammer):
You set my world on fire
Baby you release my desire
And just in case Jack Rational happens to be reading this,
Hidden Cameras-style homoeroticism:
Taste the love that drips from me
I’m hot sticky sweet
From my head to my feet
Now I just need to find my own voice.
Requests for your favourite lyricist with a distinct writing style can be posted below, and i may or may not write a verse in that style.
Added:
Morrissey/Smiths-style whiny clever literate lyrics:
I once walked meek along perilous paths
But now I throw all caution aside
And if you asked me again I would reply
I really don’t care if we both die
Yes I would reply, Oh I would replyyyyyyy
And if the sight of me makes you ill
Well it’s all right
It’s all right
Well I'm not sure how Curis Mayfield-esque it is, but here's a hot and sexy R&B/Soul song that I wrote when somebody on halifaxlocals asked what the lyrics are to the Tim Hortons loaf of soup song:
You fill me up with your hot soup
I can't wait to get some more
Oh baby,
let's make chowder tonight
C'mon fill my bowl
I love your soup
so creamy good
C'mon lick my bowl
I know you never
get enough
C'mon eat my bowl
eww.
Les Savy Fav-style lyrics in the form of “the _____ is _____ ”:
The chairs are knocked down
And the table’s upturned
The flames they were doused
But the fires still burned
U2 from the early 90’s-style contradictory pseudo-profundities:
You dream in colour
But your life’s black and white
You give the blind hope
When you have no sight
Pixies-style bizarre nonsense with a touch of erotic lyrics (you know, like “Tame”):
Sharp teeth glisten
Like Beelzebub’s horns
My seductress is laughing
Crim-son. love. a-waits
Lame-ass mid-tempo bar room blues band style lyrics as sung by some slimy Stevie Ray Vaughan wanna-be dude while skanky women do that gross grinding dance (think Blues Hammer):
You set my world on fire
Baby you release my desire
And just in case Jack Rational happens to be reading this,
Hidden Cameras-style homoeroticism:
Taste the love that drips from me
I’m hot sticky sweet
From my head to my feet
Now I just need to find my own voice.
Requests for your favourite lyricist with a distinct writing style can be posted below, and i may or may not write a verse in that style.
Added:
Morrissey/Smiths-style whiny clever literate lyrics:
I once walked meek along perilous paths
But now I throw all caution aside
And if you asked me again I would reply
I really don’t care if we both die
Yes I would reply, Oh I would replyyyyyyy
And if the sight of me makes you ill
Well it’s all right
It’s all right
Well I'm not sure how Curis Mayfield-esque it is, but here's a hot and sexy R&B/Soul song that I wrote when somebody on halifaxlocals asked what the lyrics are to the Tim Hortons loaf of soup song:
You fill me up with your hot soup
I can't wait to get some more
Oh baby,
let's make chowder tonight
C'mon fill my bowl
I love your soup
so creamy good
C'mon lick my bowl
I know you never
get enough
C'mon eat my bowl
eww.
posted by Evil Robot Boy at 3:48 AM
4 Comments:
how about a mark e. smith style non-erotic nonsense rant? (I loved your pixies verse!;) ... or morbid self pity with literary references (morrissey)? Sadly enough, I think you've actually covered everything - why not throw them all together into the same song? (& start/heart & heat/street are my fire/ desire ... all make me cringe ;) ...
Yikes, how could I have forgotten Morrissey? Well he's there now. I'm not sure if I'll be able to do the Fall justice though, I'll have to give it some thought.
lyrics to turn the head of even the monstrously heterosexual (or is that mostly?). the wholesale theft of a def leppard couplet has been scientifically proven to keep you hip-deep in boytoys (97 times out of 100).
Hmm. How about some Ladytron-esque electro-clash with vage technological references? Or the ghetto-licious Curtis Mayfield?
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