Here's a real lyric:

"He like to frequent this club down up on 36th
Pimps and thangs like 2 hang outside and cuss for kicks

Talking 2 no one in particular, they say "the baddest I am tonight"
4 letter words are seldom heard with such dignity and bite.
All the poets and the part time singers always hang inside
live music from a band plays a song called "Soul Psychodelicide".
The song's a year long and had been playing 4 months when he
walked into the place.
No one seemed to care, an introverted this-is-it look on most of their faces.
Up on the mic repeating 2 words, over and over again
was this woman he had never noticed before he lost himself in the
articulated manner in which she said them.
These 2 words, a little bit behind the beat.
I mean just enough 2 turn u on.
4 everytime she said the words another one of his doubts were gone.

Should he try 2 rap with her? Should he stand and stare?
No one else was watching her, she didn't seem 2 care.
So over and over, she said the words til he could take no more, (no more)
he dragged her from the stage and together they ran through the back door
In the alley over by the curb he said tell me what's your name
she only said the words again and it started to rain (rain, rain, rain)
2 words falling between the drops and the moans of his condition
holding someone is truly believing there's joy in repetition.
There's joy in repetition.
There's joy in repetition.
There's joy in repetition.
There's joy in repetition.
She said love me, love me, what she say?
she say love me, love me.
Joy, why don't u love me baby, joy, why can't u love me baby
joy, come on and love me baby, joy in repetition
Alright, joy in repetition,
Alright, joy in repetition,
Alright, joy in repetition,
Alright, joy, all my wishes add up to one
Love me, joy, Love me, joy, Love me, joy
Love me, Love me, joy, joy, joy in repetition
joy, joy in repetition,
joy, joy (love me) in repetition,
Love me, love, joy, joy, joy in repetition
joy, and I'm gonna say it again, joy, joy, and I'm gonna say it again,
joy, I'd like 2 go way up high and say, Love me, joy
I'll say Love me, joy
Joy, joy in repetition, joy in repetition
There's joy in repetition"

Musicology don't come close.

Fuck you 2freaky, you evil meany, Musicology is his best album since Thriller. Shit, I get those two mixed up

Here's another lyric:

Why complain about the way shit was back in the day
You know good and damn well it won't be like that again anyway
But yet and still feel slighted because the new stuff don't compare
And yet and still you know your ass ain't goin' no-muthafuckin'-where

I betcha thought you was onto somethin'
Please I beg of you QUIT FRONTIN'


How was that?

psykosoul said:

Good good good

I'll do it w/ one verse.

2 sevens together
Like time, indefinite
Trying 2 catch the glass
b4 it falls
Without a frown
Can U turn up the stereo?
Eye wanna play U this old song about love (is it about love?)
Can Eye do that?

There it is.

skywalker said:

Oh my God that is likely the best song Price has ever pinned lyrically...he has certainly never released a song since as strong lyrically. Get over yourself

I can't stop laughing at that one. Your right there is nothing on Musicology that compares to Joy & Repetition ..and?

I can't think of any other Prince song that even comes to close to that song ever!!!!

P while strong in so many areas lyrics is not the strongest of strong. In fact I think he really missed Wendy and Lisa who kinda balanced him and were editors for him



One thing Graffitti Bridge as a whole had to be one of this worst efforts. So while this record doesn't have a Joy in Repetition it on a whole is a heck of a lot bette rthan Graffitti Bridge

Lord
[This message was edited Wed Mar 31 18:49:36 2004 by Alexandernvrmind]