Worst Lyrics in the World... Ever!

[Chuck Fadanoid]

Originally Posted by Remmie I can see why you'd be irritated by the moaning though. There are certain bands that are really fashionable to hate and so when people criticise Stereophonics I get a bit annoyed and start to assume reasons why they don't like them (their worst song by a mile - have a nice day - being overplayed being one of them).

Yeah, especially when there's so much other shit out there and people, alot of the time, just wanna look 'cool' by not liking certain bands. I quite like Stereophonics myself, I think I've got Just Enough Education To Perform knocking about somewhere.

[Remmie]

Originally Posted by westderbian Yeah, especially when there's so much other shit out there and people, alot of the time, just wanna look 'cool' by not liking certain bands. I quite like Stereophonics myself, I think I've got Just Enough Education To Perform knocking about somewhere.

Get Word gets around. Easily their best album.

[RedKnight]

I've done this Stereophonics thing before so I'll just say that I agree with Remmie, again.

[Remmie]

Originally Posted by RedKnight I've done this Stereophonics thing before so I'll just say that I agree with Remmie, again.

I remember it well sir.

[Section_31]

Wtf, anyone remember that 'Shy Guy' tune from Bad Boys? I just thought she had a funny accent, but alas no.

I don't want no fly guy
I just want a shy guy

Oh lord have mercy mercy mercy
Di man dem in a di party party party
Di ole a dem look sexy sexy sexy
Watch dem just a
Follow me follow me follow me

Everyweh me go di man dem a rush me
Yes a whole eep a pretty boy wah fi love me
A me dem love yes a me dem love

True them know me sweet and me sexy
Everywhere me go me say me ever ready
A me dem love yes a me dem love

But I don't want somebody
Who's loving everybody
I need a shy guy
He's the kinda guy who'll only be mine

Chorus:

Oh lord have mercy mercy mercy
Di man dem in a di party party party
Di ole a dem look sexy sexy sexy
Watch dem just a
Follow me follow me follow me
Have mercy mercy mercy
But none a dem no move me move me move me
Shy guy a weh me wanty wanty wanty
Only him can make me irie irie irie

Roughneck man me no want none a dem
Beat up me body lick off me head top
Me no want none a dat
Me no want none a dat
Big things a gwaan fi all di shy man dem
Wat to be my love and wat to be my friend
Till the very end till the very end

But I don't want somebody
Who's loving everybody
I need a shy guy he's the kinda guy
Who'll only be mine

(Repeat Chorus)

Have mercy mercy mercy
mercy mercy come on

But I don't want somebody
Who's loving everybody
I need a shy guy
He's the kinda guy who'll only be mine


I mean what the fuck?

[dirty_sanchez]

It's like a whole other language.

[Section_31]

Originally Posted by dirty_sanchez It's like a whole other language.

I wonder if anyone's ever attempted it at Karaoke?

[sh#t waffle]

Originally Posted by Section_31 Shy guy a weh me wanty wanty wanty

Don't we all. There's a hip hop karaoke night at a bar I go to in London. I keep meaning to go. I was going to do a Dizzee Rascal tune, but I may ask if they can widen the net so I can do that.

[Section_31]

Ah mate do it, do it and whack it on YouTube then post it on here.

[Stu Monty]

Originally Posted by sh#t waffle Don't we all. There's a hip hop karaoke night at a bar I go to in London. I keep meaning to go. I was going to do a Dizzee Rascal tune, but I may ask if they can widen the net so I can do that.

Fix up, look Shaaaaaaaaaarp.

Sweet. Like Tropicana.

[Thants]

steve silk hurley lyrics

[Fallen Angel]

Originally Posted by Vincent Vega There isn't anyone anywhere worse lyrically than Oasis: Cigarettes And Alcohol Is it my imagination Or have I finally found something worth living for? I was looking for some action But all I found was cigarettes and alcohol You could wait for a lifetime To spend your days in the sunshine You might as well do the white line Cos when it comes on top . . . You gotta make it happen! Is it worth the aggravation To find yourself a job when there's nothing worth working for? It's a crazy situation But all I need are cigarettes and alcohol! You could wait for a lifetime To spend your days in the sunshine You might as well do the white line Cos when it comes on top . . . You gotta make it happen!

You could close your eyes and pull from a hat any oasis song you'd have a serious contender. Lyrically they are absolute pits, banal rhyming couplets that a below-average sixth-form student could better in one take when hung-over to hell and whilst shooting his load into a Sociology teacher's cappuccino.

[the jam]

that fucking twat,oh! what the fuck is her name,fuck.the song was a fucking mess.
natasha bedingfield i think!some of the lyrics were...i love you,i love you,i love you.
shit song, shit lyrics and a shit bird.

[banger]

Originally Posted by Malarkey David Hasselhoff - Jump in my car Jump in my car, I wanna ta-ake you home,come on and jump in my car, it's too far to walk on your ow-own No thank you sir-ir Ah, c'mon, I'm a trustworthy guy No thank you sir-ir Oh little girl I wouldn't tell you no lie I know your ga-ame How can you say that, we've only just met You're all the sa-ame Ooh, she's got me there, but I'll get her yet I got you then No you didn't, I was catchin' my breath And look it's startin' to rain and baby you'll catch your death Well, I don't know-ow Ah, come on it costs nothin' to try And you'll arrive ho-ome nice and dry ooh, jump in my car, I wanna ta-ake you home jump in my car, it's too far to walk on your ow-own jump in my car, I wanna ta-ake you home C'mon and jump in my car, it's way too far to walk on your ow-own Well maybe I wi-ill Ah, that's better now, your talkin' sense But you best keep still Well, if you like I'll just put up a fence No need to get smart Well alright we'll soon be on our way We better start What for? Because it's such a long way Why, where d'you live? I live down south, it's roughly eighty-four miles Hey slow down, you must be jokin' there behind that cute smile Oh, no I'm not Well, if you're not there's only one thing to say And what's that? Get out the car, get on your way Get out of my car But you just said that you'd take me home it's just too far But there's no way that I can get there alone I couldn't care less Maybe I could see you next week But you look a mess But look who's talkin', you've got no right to speak Get out of my car You told me that you were a really nice guy Well I aint yeah,Get out of my car Get out Get out of my car I'm not Hassling the 'Hoff. But some people aren't made to be singer/songwriters.

Just for your enjoyment the original 1975 version by Oz rockers The Ted Mulry Gang

[Fugitive]

There can only be one winner here... SCOOTER.

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Transforming the tunes we need your support
if you've got the breath back.
It's the first page of the second chapter!
I want you back for the rhythm-attack coming down on the floor like a maniac.
I want you back for the rhythm-attack. Get down in full effect!
I want you back for the rhythm-attack coming down on the floor like a maniac.
I want you back so clean up the dish.
By the way, how much is the fish?!!
How much is the fish?!!
Here we go, here we go, here we go again!!
Yeeah!!
Sunshine in the air!!

We're breaking the rules. Ignore the machine.
You won't ever stop this.
The chase is better than the catch!
I want you back for the rhythm-attack coming down on the floor like a maniac.
I want you back for the rhythm-attack. Get down in full effect!
I want you back for the rhythm-attack coming down on the floor like a maniac.
I want you back so clean up the dish.
By the way, how much is the fish?!!

How much is the fish?!!
Yeeehaah!!
Sunshine in the air!!

C'mon!!!
Na na na na na na na na, na na na na na na na na .. Everybody!!
Na na na na na na na na, na na na na na na na na .. C'mon!! Together!!
Yeeaaah!!!
How much is the fish?!!
How much is the fish?!!
Yeeaaah!!!
C'mon, c'mon!! Aaaah!
Resurrection!

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[Pitched voice:] Always lived my life alone,
Been searching for the place called home.
I know that I've been cold as ice,
Ignored the dreams, too many lies.
Somewhere deep inside, Somewhere deep inside me,
I found ... the child I used to be
And I know that it's not too late
Never too late...

3 AM!
The painted cow !
Hiaaaaa!!
You ain't stoppin` us now !
Wonderful human beings
Yeah ! I am the Junglist souldier.

Come On! The rocket launcher stops ya.
It's not a bird, it's not a plane
It must be Dave who`s on the train
Wanna wanna get'cha, gonna gonna get'cha
Tell them that I told ya
YEAH!

[Pitched voice:] Always lived my life alone,
Been searching for the place called home.
I know that I've been cold as ice,
Ignored the dreams, too many lies.
Somewhere deep inside,
Somewhere deep inside me,
I found ... the child I used to be
And I know that it's not too late
Never too late...

Allright
Are you ready ? It's not a game.
I chant so much, I turn you insane.
Wanna wanna get'cha, gonna gonna get'cha
Messing up the area
YEAH!

Come On !
I am the freshman
Messing up the jam !
Turning up the stereo
Join the caravan

Skippy, the rain won`t come !

[Pitched voice:] Somewhere deep inside,
Somewhere deep inside me,
I found ... the child I used to be
And I know that it's not too late
Never too late...

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This oneīs going out to everybody in the place
Sounds of the track - attacker
Go ahead!
Yes!
Here comes the chicksī terminator
In control! Aahhh
On the mic Iīm the teacher
Spread my words like a preacher
Cut the crap, get a slap
Drum and bass still on the map
On the mic you canīt stop me
Flat on your back like 1,2,3
Yeah, here we come!

Chorus:
Love in a womanīs heart
I wanna have the whole and not a part.
Strange that this feeling grows more and more
īcause I never loved someone like you before.

Alright!
Chorus: < >

Bass drum!
Chorus: < >

Yeah!

Alright crew, itīs weekend!
Yes, we are not the monkeys
But weīve got the key
Iīam the fast chatter
No one better than me
Yeah
On the mic Iīm the teacher
Spread my words like a preacher
Cut the crap, get a slap
Drum and bass still on the map
On the mic Iīm the voodoo
The destination is zulu
Here we come! Here we go!

Chorus: < >

What is essential is invisible to the eye
Itīs only with the heart that you can see rightly
Yeah

Chorus: < >
Yeee-haa!
Respect to the man in the ice-cream van
Over and out