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02-29-2012, 05:42 PM
| | | The lyrics on Syd Barrett's solo records are also in the nearly senseless vein:
"Gigolo Aunt" for example: Syd Barrett - "Gigolo Aunt" - YouTube
"Grooving around in a trench coat with the satin entrail Seems to be all around in tin and lead pail, we pale Jiving on down to the beach to see the blue and the gray Seems to be all and it's rosy, it's a beautiful day
Will you please keep on the track? 'Cause I almost want you back
'Cause I know what you are You are a gigolo aunt, you're a gigolo aunt Yes I know what you are You are a gigolo aunt, you're a gigolo aunt
Heading down with the light, the dust in your way She was angrier than, than her water shell male Life to this love to me, heading me down to me Thunder bird shale seems to be all and it's rosy, it's a beautiful day
Will you please keep on the track? 'Cause I almost want you back
'Cause I know what you are You are a gigolo aunt, you're a gigolo aunt Yes I know what you are You are a gigolo aunt, you're a gigolo aunt
Grooving on down in a knapsack superlative day Some wish she move and just as she can move jiving away She made the scene should have been superlative day Every thing's all and it's rosy, it's a beautiful day
Will you please keep on the track? 'Cause I almost want you back
'Cause I know what you are You are a gigolo aunt, you're a gigolo aunt Yes I know what you are You are a gigolo aunt, you're a gigolo aunt"
And "Maisie", a great overlooked blues nightmare Syd Barrett-Maisie - YouTube
Maisie, Maisie, Maisie, Maisie Bad luck, bride of a bull Strode out to meet Maisie in the evening light
Maisie, his illuminous grin put her in a spin Maisie, lay in the hall With diamonds and emeralds
Maisie, Maisie Bad luck, the bride of a bull Strode out to meet Maisie in the evening light Maisie, his illuminous grin put her in a spin
Maisie lay in the hall with her emeralds And diamond broach, beyond reproach
Bad luck, bride of a bull Strode out to meet Maisie in the evening light Maisie
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02-29-2012, 06:14 PM
|  | I wanna be...say, what day is it today, Ted? | | Join Date: Dec 2008 Location: Location, Location | | | No, I'm not this old, but how 'bout this one from the moldy archives?
"Mairzy dotes and dozy dotes and little lamsy divey,
A kiddly divey, too - wouldn't you?
Mairzy dotes and dozy dotes and little lamsy divey,
A kiddly divey, too - wouldn't you?
Now if the words sound queer, and funny to your ear,
A little bit jumbled and jivey,
Just say, "Mares eat oats, and does eat oats,
And little lambs eat ivy."
Mairzy dotes and dozy dotes and little lamsy divey,
A kiddly divey, too - wouldn't you?
A kiddly divey, too - a kiddly divey,too,
A kiddly divey, too - wouldn't you?"
So I guess the last line translated would be, "A kid'll eat ivy too, wouldn't you?" I think that's crossing the line from random to cuckoo.
Also, this golden oldie from Nat King Cole, again, a bit nutty,
I don't want French fried potatoes,
Red ripe tomatoes,
I'm never satisfied.
I want the frim-fram sauce with the ausen fay
With chafafah on the side.
I don't want pork chops and bacon,
That won't awaken
My appetite inside.
I want the frim-fram sauce with the ausen fay
With chafafah on the side.
Now a fella's really got to eat
And a fella should eat right.
Five will get you ten
I'm gonna feed myself right tonight.
I don't want fish cakes and rye bread,
You heard what I said.
Waiter, please serve mine fried
I want the frim-fram sauce with the ausen fay
With chafafah on the side.
A fella's really got to eat
And a fella should eat right.
Five will get you ten
I'm gonna feed myself right tonight.
I don't want fish cakes and rye bread,
You heard what I said.
Waiter, please serve mine fried
I want the frim-fram sauce with the ausen fay
With chafafah on the side.
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02-29-2012, 06:44 PM
| | I wanna be...say, what day is it today, Ted? | | Join Date: Dec 2008 Location: Location, Location | | | How about this one? It's obviously based on a sexual theme, but the lyrics are quite random.
Babyhead by Fishbone
Nougat baby floatin' down
On a cotton candy cloud
Floating by a chocolate baby
Thinkin' bout his creamy center
Don't bite alright don't bite alright
The nougat gets a taste
Ask if it's appropriate slippin'
Through wetness
Nougat wants that goo
Chocolate's paralyzed and can't move
The goo just rushin'
Enjoy chocolate sweet treat
Chocolate needs relief
Chocolate lost his goo you see
Chocolate jumps on the nougat
Tastin' and bitin' on the pillows
Still not satisfied enjoy chocolate
Sweet treat lick it quit
Lick it slick wiggin' insanity
Givin' up the goo to the
Bones groove givin' up
The goo to the bones groove
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03-01-2012, 06:35 AM
| | Registered User | | Join Date: Aug 2009 Location: Rio de Janeiro | | | Oh, and before I forget:
"Sitting on a cornflake, waiting for the van to come. / Corporation tee-shirt, stupid bloody Tuesday. / Man, you been a naughty boy, you let your face grow long.
I am the eggman, they are the eggmen. /I am the walrus, goo goo g'joob."
(and all the rest of the lyrics)
I am the Walrus - The Beatles
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03-01-2012, 06:54 AM
| | | | Yo, what you think bout this ****, I wrote it im goin for a pop punk band
This is just pure boredom in Afghanistan, rah. PS, need a guitarist,
With this time will Tell, me ,ever the optimist, ****in try me,
A thousand times before, you always see me try to be, me
Can't take back the words said in anger, oh you concur, ya
With this time will tell, all this, all of this ,amiss ****in hell..
so if you ever think we'll be like you, youll never take us true
living our half true lives, as we walk down this, cold Avenue,
In the dark lines of this room, we all sit, we talk so loud, ya
we've come to the conclusion, we are more than now ruin,
when she feels this way, you give a **** who you betray,
And when the Lights go out, no, no use in trying to figure out,
what it is now, this you've made a lie, i wont take it, **** you,
look where you are, try to smother me now, my life cold now.. |
03-01-2012, 07:16 AM
| | Registered User | | Join Date: Dec 2011 Location: NW New Jersey | | | Smegma, dogmatigram, fish market stew...
Police in the alley, gunnin' for you.
"Stash" by Phish
As for Robert Hunter... It doesn't get any more random than this:
Look for a while at the China Cat Sunflower
proud-walking jingle in the midnight sun
Copper-dome bodhi drip a silver kimono
like a crazy-quilt star gown
through a dream night wind
Krazy Kat peeking through a lace bandana
like a one-eyed Cheshire
like a diamond-eyed jack
A leaf of all colors plays
a golden string fiddle
to a double-e waterfall over my back
Comic book colors on a violin river
crying Leonardo words
from out a silk trombone
I rang a silent bell
beneath a shower of pearls
in the eagle winged palace
of the queen Chinee |
03-01-2012, 07:32 AM
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I Bow My Head And Taste The Lies That I'm Fed,
All To Claim My Reward.
Master And Servant,
One For All And All For None.
Ignorant To The Distant Hymns Of Chaos,
The Progressive Stand Before Me,
Their Eyes Fixed In The Distance,
Default To Conform To The New.
| Neurotica, by Meshuggah.
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03-01-2012, 12:16 PM
|  | Registered User | | Join Date: Jan 2010 Location: Like old Hampshire, but New | | | I'm an old fan of 70s Yes - what lyrics AREN'T random?
"Mountains come out of the sky and they stand there."
"Shining flying purple wolfhounds show me where you are"
"Even Siberia goes through the motions"
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03-01-2012, 03:17 PM
| | I wanna be...say, what day is it today, Ted? | | Join Date: Dec 2008 Location: Location, Location | | Quote:
Originally Posted by foq1978 Oh, and before I forget:
"Sitting on a cornflake, waiting for the van to come. / Corporation tee-shirt, stupid bloody Tuesday. / Man, you been a naughty boy, you let your face grow long.
I am the eggman, they are the eggmen. /I am the walrus, goo goo g'joob."
(and all the rest of the lyrics)
I am the Walrus - The Beatles | Good call! How about this one. I always thought this song was totally badass.
"You tell me that you've got everything you want
And your bird can sing
But you don't get me, you don't get me
You say you've seen seven wonders and your bird is green
But you can't see me, you can't see me
When your prized possessions start to weigh you down
Look in my direction, I'll be round, I'll be round
When your bird is broken will it bring you down
You may be awoken, I'll be round, I'll be round
You tell me that you've heard every sound there is
And your bird can swing
But you can't hear me, you can't hear me"
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03-01-2012, 03:26 PM
| | I wanna be...say, what day is it today, Ted? | | Join Date: Dec 2008 Location: Location, Location | | Quote:
Originally Posted by hrodbert696 I'm an old fan of 70s Yes - what lyrics AREN'T random?
"Mountains come out of the sky and they stand there."
"Shining flying purple wolfhounds show me where you are"
"Even Siberia goes through the motions" | Pretty rich source right there. I recall an interview with Jon Anderson saying something to the effect of he wanted his lyrics to be like the bible set to music. That's a pretty abstracted approach if I ever heard one.
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03-01-2012, 05:06 PM
| | Registered User | | Join Date: Dec 2008 Location: New York City | | Quote:
Originally Posted by foq1978 Oh, and before I forget:
"Sitting on a cornflake, waiting for the van to come. / Corporation tee-shirt, stupid bloody Tuesday. / Man, you been a naughty boy, you let your face grow long.
I am the eggman, they are the eggmen. /I am the walrus, goo goo g'joob."
(and all the rest of the lyrics)
I am the Walrus - The Beatles | 
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