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06-23-2007, 03:38 PM
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So my friends and I are very strange we were coming up with some of our favorite songs and what the lyrics would be if the song was written about pizza. Now I want to know what you guys can come up with.
We came up with:
Another Slice Coming (Another thing comings)- Judas Priest
The Tosser (The Trooper)- Iron Maiden
Super Pie (Rocket Man)- Elton John
You can post some of your lyrics too
And I think its going to be a long long time
Till I have another pizza pie
Its not like the kind I have at home
Its a super pie!
Yes I know this thread is rediculous
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06-23-2007, 05:25 PM
| | Banned Moog Artist in Rock/Pop 5th down | | | | | oh man, this is going to ROCK! | 
06-24-2007, 12:00 AM
| | Registered User | | Join Date: Mar 2006 Location: Calgary, AB | | | heh... did this a while back. Black Friday (Megadeth), adapted to the retail use of the term:
buyer, purchaser, woman with a cart.
the stores see her coming, even supermart.
A sale thirsty woman who's stalking the malls.
she grabs her merchandise and loads she hauls.
sale thirsty woman, capitalist fiend,
buying everything, not intervened
her cart's a cold cage of blood-lethal steel.
she grins while she takes of the things that we deal.
Swinging the flyer, I lower the price,
fifty percent off, it will not suffice.
she unleashs her coupon with sadistic intent.
grabbing, carrying, advertisement in her head. Yeah!
The shoppers converge, for holidays and gifts.
they mangle the aisles, till naught escapes the thrifts.
An ad for remembering, gets stick in thier heads.
they will buy anything, from chocolates to sleds.
The inflow of cash now burned into my eyes.
One more capitalistmas, we commercialize
I seek to make profit, a corporal fiend.
And, selling is my way of getting clean.
we lurk on the TV, wait for the child.
we have no remorse for parents they drive wild
A merciless elf who lives at the north pole.
I'm out to profit and I will always control (your wallet!)
I see you, and I'm waiting, for Black Friday.
seller, retailer, real enterpreneur.
we see it all coming, stock as fast as we can.
A sale thirsty demon who's stalking the stores.
more money is mine and the debts are all yours
I lurk in the office, break the red pen.
Write down the profit, thank the cash god, amen
Sale thirsty country, capitalist state
It's out to purchase, at a low interest rate
It's Black Friday, paint the profit on the wall. [8 times] | 
06-24-2007, 12:03 AM
| | Registered User | | Join Date: Mar 2006 Location: Calgary, AB | | | And, on a lighter note, I got bored with some Audioslave:
In the here and the now I'll crouch down among the fast and the best
With my head in the clouds I run, at my practice at the track
This is for country and team and my family yearning for a gold
This is for the many unknowns a second too slow
All running at a sound of a gun
Running at the sound of a gun 'til the finish
Running at the sound of a gun
Running at the sound of a gun
From my bed in the hotel I'll wake, it's getting closer every day
In this city the oval is a place to spend just twenty seconds of fame
I could run free as a child I was fit and spry, no goals, just my mind
Now I'm gone and running for gold but some will never start | 
06-24-2007, 03:48 PM
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06-24-2007, 08:53 PM
| | Registered User | | Join Date: Jan 2007 Location: Woodburn, Oregon | | | What a dumb thread!
That being said: I am in, dude!
Here is mine:
Tom Sausage?
(Written by Neil Pepperoni, Anchovie Lifeson, and Geddy Cheese, with the help of PIE dubuois, of course... Canadian Bacon, Eh?) It has a real meaty bass line...
Modern day entre, delivery'll fly,
Today's new special: three meat pie...
(I should be doing homework)
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06-24-2007, 09:23 PM
| | Registered User | | Join Date: Jun 2005 Location: Madison WI | | Ok. Im in for a verse. feel free to finish it....all apologies to Queen.
ANOTHER ONE BITES THE CRUST
Ooh, let's go
Steve walks Hungrily down the street
With the His belt pulled way down low
Ain't no sound but the sound of his feet
His stomache ready to go
Are you ready, hey, are you ready for this
can you barley fit in your seat
Into the doorwayway the server says
are you ready to eat? - yeah
Another one bites the Crust
Another one bites the Crust
And another slice gone and another Slice gone
Another one bites the Crust
Hey, I'm gonna eat that too
Another one bites the Crust
Sorry thats all Ive got so far  | 
06-24-2007, 11:14 PM
| | Registered User | | Join Date: Jun 2002 Location: Edinboro, PA | | A local punk band called "Hank Jones" have a song called Pizza Party: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rvNB1zUQd-U
Some swearing, warning. Funny video, super nice guys too.
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06-25-2007, 07:22 AM
|  | Registered User | | Join Date: Nov 2005 Location: Cincinnati | | | Take another little PIZZA my heart. (sing it Janis)
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06-25-2007, 09:48 AM
| | | | Apologies to the Beatles Picture yourself in parlor by a table,
With empty stomach and hungry sighs
Somebody calls you, you answer quite slowly,
A girl with a magnificent pie.
Crust piled high with everything,
Towering over your head.
Look for the girl with the sauce in her eyes,
And she's gone.
{REFRAIN}
Pizza in the sky with pepperoni.
Pizza in the sky with pepperoni.
Pizza in the sky with pepperoni.
Ah... Ah...
{VERSE 2}
Follow her down to a table by a fountain
Where good fella people eat large pizza pies,
The chef smiles as he makes dough with flour,
He makes an incredible pie.
Three toppings? Do you want more?,
We’ll make it your way.
Climb in the booth with your head in the clouds,
And you're gone.
{REFRAIN}
Picture yourself stuffed to the gills,
With so many slices from twelve different pies,
Suddenly someone is there at your table.,
The girl with the check for your pies.
{REFRAIN REPEATED AND FADED} | 
06-25-2007, 01:43 PM
| | | Listen to the band HORSE the Band's EP: "Pizza EP"
every song is about pizza  | 
06-25-2007, 05:13 PM
|  | Registered User Moderator for EHX Forums | | Join Date: Mar 2005 Location: Houston/Nacogdoches | | Quote:
Originally Posted by lowender56 Picture yourself in parlor by a table,
With empty stomach and hungry sighs
Somebody calls you, you answer quite slowly,
A girl with a magnificent pie.
Crust piled high with everything,
Towering over your head.
Look for the girl with the sauce in her eyes,
And she's gone.
{REFRAIN}
Pizza in the sky with pepperoni.
Pizza in the sky with pepperoni.
Pizza in the sky with pepperoni.
Ah... Ah...
{VERSE 2}
Follow her down to a table by a fountain
Where good fella people eat large pizza pies,
The chef smiles as he makes dough with flour,
He makes an incredible pie.
Three toppings? Do you want more?,
We’ll make it your way.
Climb in the booth with your head in the clouds,
And you're gone.
{REFRAIN}
Picture yourself stuffed to the gills,
With so many slices from twelve different pies,
Suddenly someone is there at your table.,
The girl with the check for your pies.
{REFRAIN REPEATED AND FADED} | Dude did you actually write that or find it somewhere?
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