andy cairns
james maymard keenan
karl middleton
neil fallon
mike shields
whoever did the lyrics in bumsnogger
chris cornell
eddie vedder
bob dylan
shannon hoon
jimbob - taint
that's for starters, i could probably go on for a fair while
Trust and you'll be trusted
Says the liar to the fool
Lust and so what if you're busted?
In love and war there ain't no rules
Do you believe in forever?
I don't even believe in tomorrow
The only things that last forever
Are memories and sorrow
Out of sight out of mind
The motto of betrayal
The prophets preach to forgive and forget
I'm sorry, but I am unable
[b. coitus interruptus]
[c. I Know You're Fucking Someone Else]
You went to L'amour Saturday night
Red nails and lipstick dressed two sizes two tight
His tongue down your throat
His hand up your skirt
Yeah I'm a man
But it still hurts
You had cock on your mind
And cum on your breath
Inserted that diaphragm before you left
Practicing freelance gynecology
Where there's a womb there's a way
With you it's for free
I know
(He knows)
I said I know
(He said he knows)
I know
(He knows)
AND Peter Gabriel -
The Lamia
The scent grows richer, he knows he must be near,
He finds a long passageway lit by chandelier.
Each step he takes, the perfumes change
From familiar fragrance to flavours strange.
A magnificent chamber meets his eye.
Inside, a long rose-water pool is shrouded by fine mist.
Stepping in the moist silence, with a warm breeze hes gently kissed.
Thinking he is quite alone,
He enters the room, as if it were his own,
But ripples on the sweet pink water
Reveal some company unthought of-
Rael stands astonished doubting his sight,
Struck by beauty, gripped in fright;
Three vermilion snakes of female face,
The smallest motion, filled with grace.
Muted melodies fill the echoing hall,
But there is no sign of warning in the sirens call:
Rael welcome, we are the Lamia of the pool.
We have been waiting for our waters to bring you cool.
Putting fear beside him, he trusts in beauty blind,
He slips into the nectar, leaving his shredded clothes behind.
With their tongues, they test, taste and judge all that is mine.
They move in a series of caresses
That glide up and down my spine.
As they nibble the fruit of my flesh, I feel no pain,
Only a magic that a name would stain.
With the first drop of my blood in their veins
Their faces are convulsed in mortal pains.
The fairest cries, We all have loved you Rael.
Each empty snakelike body floats,
Silent sorrow in empty boats.
A sickly sourness fills the room,
The bitter harvest of a dying bloom.
Looking for motion I know I will not find,
I stroke the curls now turning pale, in which Id lain entwined
O Lamia, your flesh that remains I will take as my food
It is the scent of garlic that lingers on my choclate fingers.
Looking behind me, the water turns icy blue,
The lights are dimmed and once again the stage is set for you.
I forgot Lex Marshall from Daughters, he's very high up on my list. Also Springsteen because it's like reading a short story or watching a film when you listen to stuff like The River and Atlantic City.
Oh yeah, Springsteen, oh yeah, particularly Jungleland, well everything off Born to Run...
Also worst lyrics goes to Rollins for Burned Beyond Recognition (great song mind you). Or are they the best? I just don't know.
I like you, but I don't like you
I want you, but I don't want you
I need you, but I don't need you
I am one time, I am right now, I am what's left, I am right now
I touched you, but I don't touch you
I feel you, but I don't feel you
I know you, but I don't know you
I am one time, I am right here, I am what's keft, I am right here
I remain burned beyond recognition
I remain burned beyond recognition
I like you, but you don't like me
I want you, but you don't want me
I need you, but you don't need me
I am one time, I am right here, I am what's left, I am right now
You touch me, but you don't touch me
You feel me, but you don't feel me
You know me, but you don't know me
I am one time, I am right here, I am what's left, I am right now
I remain burned beyond recognition
I remain burned beyond recognition
I remain burned beyond recognition
I remain burned beyond recognition
tbh i probably don't know many of the lyrics, i just like the lyrics for comedy purposes. replace the lyrics with ones purely about regular stuff that songs have in them and bumsnogger just wouldn't be bumsnogger. bands that cannot be taken seriously are needed in this world!