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Songs that, in retrospect, make you go... WTF? I was listening to "Vehicle" by Ides of March on the radio this morning, and really listened to the lyrics for the first time: I'm a friendly stranger in a black sedan Won't you hop inside my car? I got pictures, got candy I'm a lovable man And I can take you to the nearest star. I'm your vehicle, baby I'll take you anywhere you wanna go. I'm your vehicle, woman But I'm not sure you know That I love ya (love ya) I need ya (need ya) I want ya, Got to have you child, Great God in heaven you know I love you. What the hell? Was I gigging to a song about a kidnapping child molester? The Normal Whores Club | |
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Another one is "Give It To Me Baby" by Rick James.
That shit is rape-ish. When I came home last night You wouldn't make love to me You went fast asleep You wouldn't even talk to me You say I'm so crazy Coming home intoxicated I say just want to love you, I just wanna love you, baby Guess that's why I'm so elated, come on, girl You see, how can I love you (how can I love you, baby) When your body keeps on movin' I say wait till I squeeze you, oh Maybe then you'll start to groovin', come on, girl Shit makes me picture her knocked out, Rick all high as the sky and trying to do it to her. She's trying to squirm away, and he's not taking no for an answer. I can't listen to this song the same way anymore. The Normal Whores Club | |
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most of r. kelly's stuff, post-public announcement. | |
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FunkMistress said: Another one is "Give It To Me Baby" by Rick James.
That shit is rape-ish. When I came home last night You wouldn't make love to me You went fast asleep You wouldn't even talk to me You say I'm so crazy Coming home intoxicated I say just want to love you, I just wanna love you, baby Guess that's why I'm so elated, come on, girl You see, how can I love you (how can I love you, baby) When your body keeps on movin' I say wait till I squeeze you, oh Maybe then you'll start to groovin', come on, girl Shit makes me picture her knocked out, Rick all high as the sky and trying to do it to her. She's trying to squirm away, and he's not taking no for an answer. I can't listen to this song the same way anymore. Oh, dammmn, now I see it in a whole new way too. You're right on the rape-ish vibe. Creepy. "You could say I'm a terminal case/You could burn up my clothes/Smash up my ride...well, maybe not the ride" | |
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Handclapsfingasnapz said: most of r. kelly's stuff, post-public announcement.
Even during! Little cute Aaliyah's got it... The Normal Whores Club | |
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FunkMistress said: Handclapsfingasnapz said: most of r. kelly's stuff, post-public announcement.
Even during! Little cute Aaliyah's got it... *shudders*...gaaaaah! | |
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I swear, most of the old blues songs and then later the classic rock songs, always use the words "little girl" in them.
And this one, always freaks me out: The Beatles - Run For Your Life Well I'd rather see you dead, little girl Than to be with another man You better keep your head, little girl Or I won't know where I am You better run for your life if you can, little girl Hide your head in the sand little girl Catch you with another man That's the end little girl Well I know that I'm a wicked guy And I was born with a jealous mind And I can't spend my whole life Trying just to make you toe the line You better run for your life if you can, little girl Hide your head in the sand little girl Catch you with another man That's the end little girl Let this be a sermon I mean everything I've said Baby, I'm determined And I'd rather see you dead You better run for your life if you can, little girl Hide your head in the sand little girl Catch you with another man That's the end little girl I'd rather see you dead, little girl Than to be with another man You better keep your head, little girl Or you won't know where I am You better run for your life if you can, little girl Hide your head in the sand little girl Catch you with another man That's the end little girl Nah nah nah Nah nah nah Nah nah nah Nah nah nah (fade out) [Edited 9/22/06 11:53am] "I saw a woman with major Hammer pants on the subway a few weeks ago and totally thought of you." - sextonseven | |
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FunkMistress said: Handclapsfingasnapz said: most of r. kelly's stuff, post-public announcement.
Even during! Little cute Aaliyah's got it... Yeah, I used to love that song until I heard that bit. Then I felt disgusting for ever liking it. | |
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minneapolisgenius said: I swear, most of the old blues songs and then later the classic rock songs, always use the words "little girl" in them.
And this one, always freaks me out: The Beatles - Run For Your Life The Normal Whores Club | |
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TommyRoss said: FunkMistress said: Even during! Little cute Aaliyah's got it... Yeah, I used to love that song until I heard that bit. Then I felt disgusting for ever liking it. Well, when the song came out, we didn't know who Aaliyah was! This was like '92 or '93. The Normal Whores Club | |
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Like a Virgin--by Madonna wtf? ...Dorothy made me laugh (ha ha)...
THE ORG TOP 50 http://www.prince.org/msg/8/192731 PRINCE or MESHELL NDEGEOCELLO http://www.prince.org/msg...02?jump=51 The Funny Thread About the Album Kiss http://www.prince.org/msg...0652?&pg=1 | |
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minneapolisgenius said: I swear, most of the old blues songs and then later the classic rock songs, always use the words "little girl" in them.
Speaking of that... Hey little girl Is your daddy home? Did he go and leave you all alone? I got a bad desire Whoa, I'm on fire Bruce Springsteen - I'm on Fire. That song made me when I was 11-years-old. | |
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FunkMistress said: TommyRoss said: Yeah, I used to love that song until I heard that bit. Then I felt disgusting for ever liking it. Well, when the song came out, we didn't know who Aaliyah was! This was like '92 or '93. i was in 7th grade when "vibe" came out...and when the whole r. kelly/aaliyah marriage scandal went on. me and all the girls in my class was like "what? she's around our age!" | |
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TommyRoss said: minneapolisgenius said: I swear, most of the old blues songs and then later the classic rock songs, always use the words "little girl" in them.
Speaking of that... Hey little girl Is your daddy home? Did he go and leave you all alone? I got a bad desire Whoa, I'm on fire Bruce Springsteen - I'm on Fire. That song made me when I was 11-years-old. Right? That reminds me of another one: "Time of the Season" by The Zombies. What's your name? Who's your daddy? Is he rich? Is he rich like me? Has he taken any time To show you what you need to live? That always made me feel icky. The Normal Whores Club | |
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TommyRoss said: minneapolisgenius said: I swear, most of the old blues songs and then later the classic rock songs, always use the words "little girl" in them.
Speaking of that... Hey little girl Is your daddy home? Did he go and leave you all alone? I got a bad desire Whoa, I'm on fire Bruce Springsteen - I'm on Fire. That song made me when I was 11-years-old. Damn. I always loved Zeppelin's "Sick Again" lyrics about the teen groupies they knew: From the window of your rented limousine, I saw your pretty blue eyes One day soon you're gonna reach sixteen, Painted lady in the city of lies. Oh, do you know my name? Do I look the same You know I'm the one you want. I must be the one you need, yeah Clutching pages from your teenage dream In the lobby of the Hotel Paradise Through the circus of the L.A. queens. How fast your learn the downhill side Oh, do you know my name? Do I look the same You know I'm the one you want. I must be the one you need. Lips like cherries and the brow of a queen, Come on, flash it in my eyes Said you dug me since you were thirteen, then you giggle as you heave and sigh. Oh, do you know my name? Do I look the same You know I'm the one you want. I must be the one you need. Hours, hours, and the moments in between, Oh, baby, I couldn't count the times the fun of comin', oh the pain in leavin', Baby, dry those silver eyes Oh, do you know my name? Do I look the same You know I'm the one you want. I must be the one you need, Ooh, that's right. "I saw a woman with major Hammer pants on the subway a few weeks ago and totally thought of you." - sextonseven | |
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FunkMistress said: TommyRoss said: Speaking of that... Hey little girl Is your daddy home? Did he go and leave you all alone? I got a bad desire Whoa, I'm on fire Bruce Springsteen - I'm on Fire. That song made me when I was 11-years-old. Right? That reminds me of another one: "Time of the Season" by The Zombies. What's your name? Who's your daddy? Is he rich? Is he rich like me? Has he taken any time To show you what you need to live? That always made me feel icky. That song's one of my favorites, but yeah...that part. Especially when they echo it - "Who's your daddy? (Who's your daddy?)" | |
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For years I slept on The Knack's My Sharona. Been gone for a minute, now I'm back with the jump off | |
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JackieBlue said: For years I slept on The Knack's My Sharona.
always get it up for the touch of the younger kind The Normal Whores Club | |
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FunkMistress said: JackieBlue said: For years I slept on The Knack's My Sharona.
always get it up for the touch of the younger kind Gross! I never pay attention to that song, so I never heard those lyrics. | |
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TommyRoss said: FunkMistress said: always get it up for the touch of the younger kind Gross! I never pay attention to that song, so I never heard those lyrics. I've never been able to listen to it the same way. Been gone for a minute, now I'm back with the jump off | |
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Immortal Technique- Dance With the Devil
[Verse 1] I once knew a nigga whose real name was William his primary concern, was making a million being the illest hustler, that the world ever seen he used to fuck moviestars and sniff coke in his dreams a corrupted young mind, at the age of thirteen nigga never had a father and his mom was a feen she put the pipe down, but forever yeah she was sober her sons heart simultaneously grew colder he started hanging out selling bags in the projects checking the young chicks, looking for hit and run prospects he was fascinated by material objects but he understood money never bought respect he build a reputation cause he could hustle and steal but got locked once it didn't hesitate to squeal so criminals he chilled with didn't think he was real you see me and niggaz like this have never been equal I dont project my insurecurity's at other people he feeded for props like addicts with pipes and needles so he felt he had to prove to everyone he was evil a fever minded young man with infinite potetial the product of a ghetto breed capatalistic mental coincidentally dropped out of school to sell weed dancing with the devil, smoked until his eyes would bleed but he was sick of selling trees and gave in to his greed [Hook] Everyone trying to be trife never face the consequences you propably only did a month for minor offences ask a nigga doing life if he had another chance but then again there's always the wicked at new and advanced dance forever with the devil on a code cell block but thats what happens when you rape, murder and sell rock devils used to be gods, angels that fell from the top there's no diversity because we're burning in the melting pot [Verse 2] So Billy started robbing niggaz, anything he could do he'd get his respect back, in the eyes of his crew starting fights over little shit, up on the block stepped up to selling mothers and brothers the crack rock working overtime for making money for the crack spot hit the jackpot and wanted to move up to cocaine for filling the scarface fantasy stuck in his brain tired of the block niggaz treating him the same he wanted to be major like the cut throats and the thugs but when he tried to step to 'em, niggaz showed him no love they told him any motherfucking coward can sell drugs any bitch nigga with a gun, can bust slugs any nigga with a red shirt can front like a blood even Puffy smoked the motherfucker up in a club but only a real thug can stab someone till they die standing in front of them, starring straight into their eyes Billy realized that these men were well guarded and they wanted to test him, before business started suggested raping a bitch to prove he was cold hearted so now he had a choice between going back to his life or making money with made men, up in the cife his dreams about cars and ice, made him agree a hardcore nigga is all he ever wanted to be and so he met them friday night at a quarter to three [Hook] [Verse 3] They drove around the projects slow while it was raining smoking blunts, drinking and joking for entertainment untill they saw a woman on the street walking alone three in the morning, coming back from work, on her way home and so they quietly got out the car and followed her walking through the projects, the darkness swallowed her they wrapped her shirt around her head and knocked her onto the floor this is it kid now you got your chance to be raw so Billy oaked her up and grapped the chick by the hair and dragged her into a lobby that had nobody there she struggled hard but they forced her to go up the stairs they got to the roof and then held her down on the ground screaming shut the fuck up and stop moving around the shirt covered her face, but she screamed the clouts so Billy stomped on the bitch, until he broken her jaw the dirty bastards knew exactly what they were doing they kicked her until they cracked her ribs and she stopped moving blood leaking through the cloth, she cried silently and then they all proceeded to rape her violently Billy was meant to go first, but each of them took a turn ripping her up, and choking her until her throat burned a broken jaw mumbled for god but they weren't concerned when they were done and she was lying bloody, broken and broos one of them niggaz pulled out a brand new twenty-two they told him that she was a witness of what she'd gone through and if he killed her he was guaranteed a spot in the crew he thought about it for a minute, she was practicly dead and so he leaned over and put the gun right to her head (Sample from "Survival of the Fittest" by Mobb Deep) I'm falling and I can't turn back I'm falling and I can't turn back [Verse 4] Right before he pulled the trigger, and ended her life he thought about the cold pain with the platinum and ice and he felt strong standing along with his new brothers cocked the gat to her head, and pulled back the shirt cover but what he saw made him start the cringine studder cuz he was starring into the eyes of his own mother she looked back at him and cried, cause he had forsaken her she cried more painfully, than when they were raping her his whole world stopped, he couldn't even contiplate his corruption had succesfully changed his fate and he remembered how his mom used to come home late working hard for nothing, cause now what was he worth he turned away from the woman that had once given him birth and crying out to the sky cause he was lonely and scared but only the devil responded, cause god wasn't there and right then he knew what it was to be empty and cold and so he jumped off the roof and died with no soul they say death take you to a better place but I doubt it after that they killed his mother, and never spoke about it and listen cause the story that I'm telling is true cuz I was there with Billy Jacobs and I raped his mom to and now the devil follows me everywhere that I go infact I'm sure he's standing among one of you at my shows and every street cypher listening to little thugs flowe he could be standing right next to you, and you wouldn't know the devil grows inside the hearts of the selvish and wicked white, brown, yellow and black colored is not restricted you have a self destructive destiny when your inflicted and you'll be one of gods children and fell from the top there's no diversity because we're burning in the melting pot so when the devil wants to dance with you, you better say never because the dance with the devil might last you forever | |
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Well, damn.
But that song is pretty straightforward. I'm talking about songs that you used to sing along to and gig to, then in retrospect you realized, "Waaaaait a minute, there's something not quite right here!" The Normal Whores Club | |
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Saving All My Love For You by Whitney Houston
I don't know when I finally realized the man she's singing to was most-likely married. Been gone for a minute, now I'm back with the jump off | |
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JackieBlue said: Saving All My Love For You by Whitney Houston
I don't know when I finally realized the man she's singing to was most-likely married. Poor Whitney. That adulterous bitch! The Normal Whores Club | |
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FunkMistress said: JackieBlue said: Saving All My Love For You by Whitney Houston
I don't know when I finally realized the man she's singing to was most-likely married. Poor Whitney. That adulterous bitch! | |
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Some of Frank Zappa's music get the from me. There's a song where he's singing about eating YELLOW SNOW and Making Doggy Doo Doo sno-cones Whatever kind of dope that man was doing, I would'nt want any part of. | |
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JackieBlue said: Saving All My Love For You by Whitney Houston
I don't know when I finally realized the man she's singing to was most-likely married. Most likely married? "Youuuuu've got your family And theeeeey need you there." Homie was married with chi'ren. That's why it creeps me out/let me dumbfounded me when that 17-year-old girl on American Idol sang it a few years ago. I was screaming at the TV, "Do you even know what you're singing!?" | |
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ThePunisher said: Some of Frank Zappa's music get the from me. There's a song where he's singing about eating YELLOW SNOW and Making Doggy Doo Doo sno-cones Whatever kind of dope that man was doing, I would'nt want any part of.
"I saw a woman with major Hammer pants on the subway a few weeks ago and totally thought of you." - sextonseven | |
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TommyRoss said: JackieBlue said: Saving All My Love For You by Whitney Houston
I don't know when I finally realized the man she's singing to was most-likely married. Most likely married? "Youuuuu've got your family And theeeeey need you there." Homie was married with chi'ren. That's why it creeps me out/let me dumbfounded me when that 17-year-old girl on American Idol sang it a few years ago. I was screaming at the TV, "Do you even know what you're singing!?" Yeah, I figured he was married but I was trying to leave room for a Goldie & Kurt type situation but regardless it was a man who was attached. I dont know what I was thinking all those years. Been gone for a minute, now I'm back with the jump off | |
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I figured out "My Sharona" way later on too. | |
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