Post by StevePulaski on Mar 26, 2011 19:22:30 GMT -5
Have you ever listened to a song before and just didn't get any of the lyrics? Yet you still liked it? That happens to me. I have to wind up looking up the lyrics for the song because I didn't understand them. Post a song you couldn't understand at all, with the words (or not words) you heard. Here is my favorite example. I love this song. A lot more than I did before. First time I heard it, I didn't understand a damn word. Now I got the whole song down to a science. Here is what I originally thought the song said. Play the song, read the lyrics, and try to follow the idiocracy behind this.
LYRICS I THOUGHT:
Go up and break my
Let them go the crackets
Where to look the dissa
Beg for my betty
Yes my hand is lockely
Disco will take your thumbs
And I cannot stop it
Better burn this something
CHORUS:
Says I security
Clyde's pockets jingling
Midliiiiiife criiiisis
Sunk ingenuity
Down with the family
Treyyyyyy
Your blood, oh yes it's true
Boy when I'll meeee only you
Ya lonely, huh?
Your masterweight, ten four
Get down hit it
Not what true
It's a middddliiiiiiife criiiiiisis
It's a middddliiiiiiife criiiiiisis
END OF CHORUS:
Whats done the era
Taste the salt and duckcreete
Messa push the buttons
Jump into my pinky
Where to look the dissa
Man I don't know bud-da
Where to look the dissa
Ben we tried to banga
CHORUS:
It's a miiiiiidliiiiife
criiiiiisis
It's a miiiiiidliiiiife
criiiiiisis
CHORUS:
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REAL LYRICS:
Go on and wring my neck
Like when a rag gets wet
A little discipline
For my pet genius
My head is like lettuce
Go on dig your thumbs in
I cannot stop giving in
I'm thirty-something
Sense of security
Like pockets jingling
Midlife Crisis
Suck ingenuity
Down through the family tree
You're perfect yes it's true!
But without me, you are only you
Your menstruating heart
It ain't bleeding enough for two
It's a midlife crisis
It's a midlife crisis
What an inheritance
The salt and the kleenex
Morbid self attention
Bending my pinky back
A little discipline
A donor by habit
A little discipline
Rent an opinion
Sense of security
Holding blunt instrument
Midlife Crisis
I'm a perfectionist
And perfect is a skinned knee
You're perfect yes it's true!
But without me you are only you
Your menstruating heart
It ain't bleeding enough for two
Yeah!
Yeah!
Yeah!
Yeah!
It's a midlife crisis!
It's a midlife crisis
You're perfect, yes, it's true!
But without me you're only you
Your menstruating heart
It ain't bleeding enough for two
You're perfect, yes, it's true!
But without me you're only you
Your menstruating heart
It ain't bleeding enough for two
LYRICS I THOUGHT:
Go up and break my
Let them go the crackets
Where to look the dissa
Beg for my betty
Yes my hand is lockely
Disco will take your thumbs
And I cannot stop it
Better burn this something
CHORUS:
Says I security
Clyde's pockets jingling
Midliiiiiife criiiisis
Sunk ingenuity
Down with the family
Treyyyyyy
Your blood, oh yes it's true
Boy when I'll meeee only you
Ya lonely, huh?
Your masterweight, ten four
Get down hit it
Not what true
It's a middddliiiiiiife criiiiiisis
It's a middddliiiiiiife criiiiiisis
END OF CHORUS:
Whats done the era
Taste the salt and duckcreete
Messa push the buttons
Jump into my pinky
Where to look the dissa
Man I don't know bud-da
Where to look the dissa
Ben we tried to banga
CHORUS:
It's a miiiiiidliiiiife
criiiiiisis
It's a miiiiiidliiiiife
criiiiiisis
CHORUS:
______________________________________________
REAL LYRICS:
Go on and wring my neck
Like when a rag gets wet
A little discipline
For my pet genius
My head is like lettuce
Go on dig your thumbs in
I cannot stop giving in
I'm thirty-something
Sense of security
Like pockets jingling
Midlife Crisis
Suck ingenuity
Down through the family tree
You're perfect yes it's true!
But without me, you are only you
Your menstruating heart
It ain't bleeding enough for two
It's a midlife crisis
It's a midlife crisis
What an inheritance
The salt and the kleenex
Morbid self attention
Bending my pinky back
A little discipline
A donor by habit
A little discipline
Rent an opinion
Sense of security
Holding blunt instrument
Midlife Crisis
I'm a perfectionist
And perfect is a skinned knee
You're perfect yes it's true!
But without me you are only you
Your menstruating heart
It ain't bleeding enough for two
Yeah!
Yeah!
Yeah!
Yeah!
It's a midlife crisis!
It's a midlife crisis
You're perfect, yes, it's true!
But without me you're only you
Your menstruating heart
It ain't bleeding enough for two
You're perfect, yes, it's true!
But without me you're only you
Your menstruating heart
It ain't bleeding enough for two