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United States of Whatever.
By Tony Blair

I was talking to President Assad
And I said "Have you got any nuclear weapons?"
He said "no" and I was like "Yeah! Whatever!"

I popped next door to speak to Gordon
And I asked "Couldn't you knock some % off the national insurance?"
He was like "Duh" and I said "Yeah! Whatever!"

I was walking through London and came across these striking firemen.
They asked if I would increase their pay and I was like "Whatever"

Coz this is my united states of whatever
And this is my united states of whatever
Coz this is my united states of whatever
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hee hee i love that song...no-one had heard it before...... finally people know it!!! :-D
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You're supposed to write a song with different lyrics :-p
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'Saturday'


Saturday, all my troubles have just gone away
Now it looks as though i'm here today
Oh, I can't wait for Saturday
Suddenly, i;m twice the man i used to be
With your shadow walking along with me
Oh, I can;t wait for Saturday
Where we have to go I dont know, i couldnt say
Now i wrote this song cos i long for Saturday
Saturday, love will be the game i have to play
just gotta not hide away
Oh, I believe in Saturday
Where we have to go I dont know, i couldnt say
Now i wrote this song cos i long for Saturday
Saturday, love will be the game i have to play
just gotta not hide away
Oh, I believe in Saturday
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Hey Duke

Hey Duke Don't make it bad
Write a sad song and make it happy
Rememeber that there's more to life than
table tennis
Then you will start to make things ok

Coz every loser tends to win
and Duke you'll soon begin
but only when you begin to practice
Na na na na na na na na nahhhhhhh

Hey Duke don't feel let down
You'll be back on tent 6 next year
Feel lucky however coz you are
Because you escaped Camp four

:-p
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Spray me green - to the tune of "Let it be" by The Beatles

When I find myself in times of trouble,
Dr Damo comes to me,
My hair is a disaster,
Spray it green.

And in my hour of darkness,
With a group of people, he pins me,
With a can of hairspray,
Spray me green.

Oh, spray me green, spray me green,
Spray me green, spray me green,
Please leave my hair alone,
They sprayed it green


PS last year at camp Damo got a group of about 7 or 8 people to pin me down and spray my hair green because i'm different :crying:. if you haven't worked it out yet...
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To teh tune of 'rudolph the red nose reindeer'

Santa the fat gift giver
eats and drinks way to much
some think he's just a bit chubby
others think he down right butch!

Santa gets in to his sleigh to have a practise ride
'how much does this old man weigh!?' thought Rudolph deep inside!
oh.....

on his way he eats some snaks
to keep him giong al day
but when the chim,neys start to crack he has to run away ....oh
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To the tune of 'rudolph the red nose reindeer'

Ro-ob the tall, dark ma-an
Walks and climbs way to much
some think he's far too ambitious
others think he's down right tough...ah!

He climbs everest a few times just to get warmed up...
I want to go back down now, I forgot my cup!
ah!.....

We're nearly half way up
And I'm feeling so hungry
I catch my breath and take a dip
Oh wait, I have to pee....ah!

@copywrite
(I really wasn't born for poetry)
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the egg thingy is pretty cute isn't he :-)
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I'm still trying to work out what race he is? I mean it's not everyday you see some random round thing swinging a sling?
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yeh i like your egg :-d if only your poetry was as good...:-\;-)
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Ro-b
to the tune of Lola

He lives in a car'van in a field in Wales
And he pitches his tent in force five gales
It's Ro-ob
R O hyphen B Ro-b
He likes to wear skimpy shorts with his vest
All the better to portray his toned hairy chest
Oh Ro-b
R O hyphen B Ro-b

Well I'm not the world's most weediest guy
But I must tell the truth when there's clouds in the sky
And rain in the air and Rob's in his vest
I can only turn and say "Rob Plant knows best"

His vests often vary in colour from blue
Down to idigo and yellow and a deep red hue
It's Ro-ob
R O hyphen B Ro-b
His wife duly irons all his vests ever day
The ironing improves the fitting they say
Oh Ro-b
R O hyphen B Ro-b

She twists them about
She gives them a wash
He's even obtained
Some silk vests for posh

But I don't like to criticize the choices of Rob
Because if he's annoyed and he leaveses his job
Oh my Ro-b
R O hyphen B Ro-b
He'll leave the cracking camp one C C I W
And he'll join all the tratorous E M W
Oh Ro-b
R O hyphen B Ro-b
R O hyphen B Ro-b
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'Seven days in the Rain':- to the tune of 'Seven days in the Sun' by Feeder (see what i did there with the title!??;-)

I've got this friend, her name is Jane
We took a holiday, seven sweet days in Twwyn
We took a car through to western Wales
to see the ocean waves blue
We sat and watched the moon
As midgets sung back cover tunes
Way back in Wales

Seven days in the rain, seven days int he rain
feels like camp, its a spark
feels like camp- so light me up

Janes got this friend
His name is Rob
He likes to cross dress every other summer
In his blue vests
We took the train, watching all the rain
To see the Welsh sunsets glow
But then camps not around
And im hanging on with broken hands
Way above the clouds

seven days in the rain, seven days in the rain, rain

Feels like camp, we're all stars
Feels like camp so light me up
Camp really lights me up- camp really lights me up
Camp really lights me up- camp really lights me up
Satring through the rain, its pulling me under ground
And whos gonna dig me out?

We often took a walk
on rocky sands that cut our feet
We used to build a fire
and stare into the rising heat
Camp justs sets me free
Keep us on the concrete grass
Seven days in the rain
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Korma? Oh-pleese!
To the tune Karma Police

Korma?Oh-pleese
Arrest this cook her pork tastes bad
It's humming like a fridge!
It's like a detuned radio
Korma?Oh-pleese
Arrest this cook her Chicken Korma
Is making me feel ill
and we have laughed at her serving

This is what you get
This is what you get
This is what you get when you mess with cooks

Korma? Oh-pleese! I've eaten all I had it's far too much
I've eaten all I can but we're still on the loo roll.

This is what you get
This is what you get
This is what you get when you mess with cooks

Phew for a minute there I lost myself
I lost myself x 4
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camp is like the sea: to the tune of: stand by me
When the rain is long
and the mud is deep
and the clouds are the only thing we see

don't be confused
don't worry nooooow
we're just in Wales and its as wet as it can beee

oh darling darling camp is like the sea
ohhh it is so wet, wet as can be
ohhh camp,camp is the place
the place for me
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:-\
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'You're supposed to write a song with different lyrics :-P '
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Well it's also supposed to be good
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I thought it was pretty good :-)
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;-)
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