Extremely embarrassing lyrics you wrote from your yesteryears that you discover when cleaning up your place

(extend to poetry if you must)

Wait, were you actually rhyming "beef" and "deaf"?

hehe.

I wish, Jody. But alas, it was even more embarrassing.. I was rhyming "F" with "deaf".

i had a song called the pooh butt swing

also when i was little i had a song that went:

walkin in the bushes
walkin in the bushes
walkin in the bushes
BONG!!!!!!!!!!

From my personal archive. Not "bad" necessarily, but painful to reread.

I protest to the end
But denial’s my friend
I’m embarrassed to think of the truth
I believe that I’ve grown
But I insult my own
They remind me too much of my youth

I’m keeping a list
On my unraveled fist
I guess I don’t actually hate you
I just poke at myself
And then yearn for my health
Cuz it’s me I fight when I debate you

Don’t try to be pouty
Don’t try to be shouty
Don’t wear all your pathos like jewels
You’re precocious and shallow
And you drip fatty tallow
When you melt all those misguided fools

I used to think I could coast on my cuteness
But there’s only so long you can bike with no hands
If you’re desperate enough you’ll pretend to be tough
But it sucks when your looks go and join other bands

I protest like a baby
When the answer is maybe
So maybe I’m that immature
But could you take no
And then where would you go
When your presence has lost its allure?

there's a person i know
and i wish she'd go
away from me
yeah woah

they call her fiona
'cos that's her name
but i don't care
oh no

yeah wouldn't you like to
set fiona on fire
yeah wouldn't you like to
set fiona on fire

(c) 1990

where's that thread about poems you wrote when you were 16?...A bunch of my lyrics are on there.

Jim, someone needs to finish off a song called "Set Fiona on Fire," it's brilliant. If you don't, I will. (I'm thinking it would go "Set Fiona on Fire!" and then there would be some background "ba ba-pa-pah baaahh"s.)

there's no time for my innocence
there's no time for your arrogance
I don't think you try to understand a single word I say
there's no time for that anyway

there's no time (rpt. til bloody annoying)

there's no time for my ignorance
there's no time for your elegance
I don't think you approve of any word I say
there's no time for that anyway

there's no time (rpt. til ears bleed)

- Nick, 1991

If I had a rocket ship
I'd be outta here
Go live with some alien race
Who have no word for sorrow
Living for today not just tomorrow
See you in 10 million years

I need to bring in some stuff. I have one that starts out kind of like jel's,
"Rocketship getaway to a faraway land.
Deep love like the stars in quicksand..."

I like Nick's and Jel's lyrics. Simple to the point of elegance. My problem is the opposite, trying too hard to sound smart. My other problem is when I'm too lazy to make up lyrics and so I just make up words as I'm singing. Sometimes it works, usually it doesn't. I can imagine jel's being sung by (Smog), though that may because I've listened to the new (Smog) album three times all the way through since I bought it on Saturday.

Grow

Everything grows
Can't seem to let go
All the seeds I sow
Never really show
Buired in the earth
Waiting for birth

Winter Song

Winter song
Why does the summer
Go on and on

A little sad

I'm feeling a little sad
This isn't the best time I've had
I'd like to be happy
I'd to get away
But I have to stay

I'm waiting for the autumn
To watch the leaves fall
Won't solve all the problems
I don't want that at all

I'd like to be in love
But would that be enough? (repeated twice)

(tw33 as hell!)

Winter Song roxxx! I'm coverin that shit.

I think I've destroyed every single attempt I ever made at songwriting. I could think this was unfortunate if I didn't actually remember bits of some of 'em. Whatever skills I have, this absolutely isn't among them.

nabisco - it does actually have a (rudimentary) tune, altho' it's quite short. feel free to finish it if you'd like!

This would be a good time to link this gem again...

Come into my womb
It's peaceful there (You won't get hurt)
In the amniotic fluid
Without a care (Blubbleubbleub)

Come into my womb
My happy lair (It's all okay)
There's no razor-wielding vermin
Or ninjas there
Without a care in my womb

There's room for grannies
And elephants
And even an ant
Who thinks he can't do a thing
He can relax
And wear some slacks
On his many limbs
All right for him
In my womb

Even if there was a nuclear blast
We'd be safe
In my vast
Wooooooooomb

(c) 1999 A Ewing