Blinded by the light Revved up like a douche Another runner in the night - The Manfred Mann EB version.
Oh man, I loved these guys back in the day. I remember going to see them in Arkansas and there were only about 20 people there. Good times.
A few people on this forum does not come close to the many things I've heard in conversations and read online where folks have taken it as at least sarcasm. So, to that, maybe I should have titled the thread Favorite sarcastic moment in a song. Plus, I got some likes too
McCartney - Too Many People I always thought McCartney got the better of Lennon in this one. Too Many People was a stiletto to,the heart while How Do,You Sleep was a baseball bat to the head.
The New Radicals - You Get What You Give Health insurance, rip off lying FDA, big bankers buying Fake computer crashes dining Cloning while they're multiplying Fashion shoots with Beck and Hanson Courtney Love and Marilyn Manson You're all fakes Run to your mansions Come around, we'll kick your asses
I've always liked this one from Jason Isbell. The song is, "The Songs She Sang in the Shower." On a lark, on a whim I said “There's two kinds of men in this world and you're neither of them” And his fist cut the smoke I had an eighth of a second to wonder if he got the joke In the car headed home She asked if I had considered the prospect of living alone
I see your lover man comin', comin' 'cross the barren fields He not a gentleman at all, he's rotten to the core, he's a coward and he steals Lonesome Day Blues - Bob Dylan
Prince’s “Yah, You Know”, a send-up of small-minded Minnesotans never fails to crack me up. The whole song works, but the chorus and these lines in particular are hilarious to me: “Keep singing yah, you know Yah, you know There's more to life than spitting when you talk Saying yah, you know What's the matter with you You smell like diesel fume Whoever told you it was cool to drink Perrier?”
Pretty much all of Ben Folds Rockin’ the Suburbs mocking 90s hard rock acts like Korn: I'm rockin' the suburbs, just like Quiet Riot did, I'm rockin' the suburbs, except that they were talented. I'm rockin' the suburbs, I take the cheques and face the facts, That some producer with computers fixes all my ****ty tracks. y'all don't know what it's like, being male, middle-class and white… It gets me real pissed off, it makes me want to say… F$@K!
Jermaine Jackson really laid into Michael in Word to the Bad What up yo Word to the badd! (5x) Reconstructed Been abducted Don’t know who you are Think they love you They don’t know you Lonely superstar Never think about who you love Only think about number one You forget about where you started from You only care about what you want Don’t care about how it’s done You only think about you, your throne Be it right or be it wrong It ain’t about your world It ain’t about the things that you do If you don’t care, I don’t care Cause you keep thinkin’ ’bout you It ain’t about you takin’ my pie You been takin’ for a long time If you don’t care, I don’t care If you keep I ain’t thinkin’ ’bout you No, no, I ani’t thinkin‘ ‘bout you, no, no What up yo, word to the badd (3x) Once you were made You changed your shade Was your color wrong? Could not turn back It’s a known fact You were too far gone You know I tried to be there for you Like a brother I cared for you It didn’t matter you always play me off You only care about what you want You don’t care about how it’s done You only think about you, your throne Be it right or be it wrong It ain’t about your world It ain’t about the things that you do If you don’t care, I don’t care Cause you keep thinkin’ ’bout you It ain’t about you takin’ my pie You been takin’ for a long time If you don’t care, I don’t care If you keep I ain’t thinkin’ ’bout you No, no, I ani’t thinkin‘ ‘bout you, no, no What up yo, word to the badd (3x) Thinkin’ about that pie that you’ve been takin’ from me From a brother to another brother hard to believe Lost and don’t know it yet you still show it Givin’ seems to be harder than it is to receive The glass has gotten shady, time to make it clearer Clean it up and let’s start with the Man in The Mirror There’s sadness there brother, ain't no mistaken it Get a grip cause you’re not far from breakin it Thinkin’ about the time when we used to be close It shouldn't be past tense, cause nobody knows What the future may hold, what tomorrow might bring Its not guaranteed that you’ll be spreading your wings But meanwhile, I continue to smile, cause in the back of my head I know you’re still a child You say that you’re a man, but that will never be Unless the day comes when you can lean on me Gone too far, you better turn back I know who you are You know where I'm at Sad but it’s true, from me to you Pick up the phone Don't be alone Step off your throne Come back home It ain’t about your world, no, no, no It ain’t about the things that you do, no, no, no…
Gil Scott Hero "The Revolution Will Not Be Televised" rips Roy Wilkins, former executive director of the NAACP, who was perceived by many as being too moderate and accomodating. There will be no slow motion or still lifes of Roy Wilkins Strolling through Watts in a red, black, and green liberation jumpsuit That he has been saving for just the proper occasion
So "a few people on this forum" don't matter... but the few people on this forum who "liked" your post do matter. But hey, you believe what you wanna believe about the song.
Madonna in "Hollywood" :"this bird has flown". No more SoCal, the house is going to be sold and I'm back to NYC forever to live. She did just that besides rent one to cast her movie this year.
Not really because likes are vague. People who liked your initial post might've just been liking that you started the thread/the thread topic. But let's move on. You're convinced you're right and since nothing Lennon himself said changed your mind, none of us will either.
Love Went Mad - Elvis Costello Are you a man now you wear a man's hat? Are you a man now or are you a rat? You go to church quiet as a mouse You're a big cheese now in the workhouse With these vulgar fractions of the treble clef I wish you luck with a capital 'f' A self-made mug is hard to break A silent partner in someone else's mistake
Sunday Trucker, Christian Mother@#&er: The Doors: "Build Me a Woman" medley Hear Him Whip the Women, Just Around Midnight....: Rolling Stones: Brown Sugar Take Out Your False Teeth Mama, I Wanna....: J. Geils Band: Pack Fair and Square
Hey, psst-psst, here she comes now [Verse 1] Oh, you know her Would you look at that hair? Yeah, you know her Check out those shoes She looks like she stepped out of the middle of somebody's blues She looks like the Sunday comics She thinks she's Brenda Starr Her nose job is real atomic All she needs is an old knife scar [Chorus] Ew, she's so dull, come on Rip her to shreds She's so dull, come on Rip her to shreds [Verse 2] Oh, you know her, "Miss Groupie Supreme" Yeah, you know her, "Vera Vogue" on parade Red eye shadow, green mascara Bleh, she's too much She looks like she don't know better A case of partial extreme Dressed in a Robert Hall sweater Acting like a soap opera queen [Chorus] Yeah, she's so dull, come on Rip her to shreds She's so dull, come on Rip her to shreds [Bridge] She got the nerve to tell me she's not on it But her expression is too serene Yeah, she looks like she washes with Comet Always looking to create a scene [Chorus] Yeah, she's so dull, come on Rip her to shreds She's so dull, come on Rip her to shreds She's so dull Rip her to shreds [Verse 3] Oh, you know her, "Miss Groupie Supreme" Yeah, you know her, "Vera Vogue" on parade Yeah, you know her, with the fish-eating grin She's so dull [Outro] Yeah, she got the nerve to tell me Huh, she's so dull Hey, there she goes now ( the best for last! ) She making out with King Kong She take her boat to Hong Kong Well Bye bye, sugar And not a minute too soon
Mother In Law by Ernie K-Doe Mother-in-law, mother-in-law Mother-in=law, mother-in-law The worst person I know Mother-in-law, mother-in-law She worries me so Mother-in-law, mother-in-law If she'd leave us alone We would have a happy home Sent from down below Mother-in-law, mother-in-law Mother-in-law, mother-in-law Satan should be her name Mother-in-law, mother-in-law To me they're 'bout the same Mother-in-law, mother-in-law Every time I open my mouth Steps right in to put me out How could she stoop so low Mother-in-law, mother-in-law Mother-in-law, mother-in-law I come home with my pay Mother-in-law, mother-in-law She asks me what I made Mother-in-law, mother-in-law She thinks her advice is the constitution But if she would leave that would be the solution And don't come back no more Mother-in-law, mother-in-law MYYY mother-in-law, mother in law Songwriters: Allen Toussaint Mother-In-Law lyrics © Emi Unart Catalog Inc.
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