most un-p.c. lyrics

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mr. shankly

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thought id start a thread for lyrics that are just wrong to brighten up a gloomy friday morning.

exhibit a:

"crawl up on you like christopher reeves" -d12

any more?
 
I'm the queen of un-p.c. People are so bloody sensitive these days. It's really quite annoying.
The Canadian punk band called The Forgotten Rebels have some dicey lyrics. Mind you, they've been around for over 20 years so there was no such thing as P.C back then. Ahh...the good ol' days.

Here's an oldie but goodie called 'f*** Me Dead' by The Rebels.

I don't like the name tag between your toes.
I don't like the snot running out of your nose.
I don't like the stains on your pantyhose - just your cold stiff body
when I
hold you close.
I love rigor mortis when it just sets in.
I know where you're goin' I don't care where you've been.
A pillow in a coffin's just as good as a bed and baby how I love it when
you
f*** me dead.
Baby how I love it when you f*** me dead.
Every new girl's another three day affair.
I got to be gentle not to pull out your hair.
It really doesn't matter if she's gray haired and old.
It really doesn't matter if she's too young and cold.
Smiling in emergency a drag your O.K.
I'd rather make it with you when you're DOA.
Lying there stiff when it's time to play.
I can't wait till the undertaker goes away.
Hanging upside down when you're getting drained.
S&M pleasure on the wall when you're chained.
When you splatter love juices still remain and baby how I love you when
you
f*** me dead.
Baby I love it when you f*** me dead.
Baby, baby, I'll hold you close.
Quick, quick before you decompose.
Baby how I love it when you f*** me dead.
Baby how I love it when you f*** me dead.
Baby how I love it when you f***.

See! You just don't find lyrics like that anymore! Some other choice tunes from them are called:

Elvis Is Dead
Bomb the Boats and Feed the Fish
Surfin' On Heroin
..etc.

http://www.forgottenrebels.com




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> I'm the queen of un-p.c. People are so bloody sensitive these days. It's
> really quite annoying.
> The Canadian punk band called The Forgotten Rebels have some dicey lyrics.
> Mind you, they've been around for over 20 years so there was no such thing
> as P.C back then. Ahh...the good ol' days.

> Here's an oldie but goodie called 'f*** Me Dead' by The Rebels.

> I don't like the name tag between your toes.
> I don't like the snot running out of your nose.
> I don't like the stains on your pantyhose - just your cold stiff body
> when I
> hold you close.
> I love rigor mortis when it just sets in.
> I know where you're goin' I don't care where you've been.
> A pillow in a coffin's just as good as a bed and baby how I love it when
> you
> f*** me dead.
> Baby how I love it when you f*** me dead.
> Every new girl's another three day affair.
> I got to be gentle not to pull out your hair.
> It really doesn't matter if she's gray haired and old.
> It really doesn't matter if she's too young and cold.
> Smiling in emergency a drag your O.K.
> I'd rather make it with you when you're DOA.
> Lying there stiff when it's time to play.
> I can't wait till the undertaker goes away.
> Hanging upside down when you're getting drained.
> S&M pleasure on the wall when you're chained.
> When you splatter love juices still remain and baby how I love you when
> you
> f*** me dead.
> Baby I love it when you f*** me dead.
> Baby, baby, I'll hold you close.
> Quick, quick before you decompose.
> Baby how I love it when you f*** me dead.
> Baby how I love it when you f*** me dead.
> Baby how I love it when you f***.

> See! You just don't find lyrics like that anymore! Some other choice
> tunes from them are called:

> Elvis Is Dead
> Bomb the Boats and Feed the Fish
> Surfin' On Heroin
> ..etc.

> http://www.forgottenrebels.com

f***ing bendernectar, you are so up yourself, give your arse a
chance to breathe before you stick your own tongue up it, oh
and get a job/a partner/a life beyond your keypad
 
> I'm the queen of un-p.c. People are so bloody sensitive these days. It's
> really quite annoying.
> The Canadian punk band called The Forgotten Rebels have some dicey lyrics.
> Mind you, they've been around for over 20 years so there was no such thing
> as P.C back then. Ahh...the good ol' days.

> Here's an oldie but goodie called 'f*** Me Dead' by The Rebels.

> I don't like the name tag between your toes.
> I don't like the snot running out of your nose.
> I don't like the stains on your pantyhose - just your cold stiff body
> when I
> hold you close.
> I love rigor mortis when it just sets in.
> I know where you're goin' I don't care where you've been.
> A pillow in a coffin's just as good as a bed and baby how I love it when
> you
> f*** me dead.
> Baby how I love it when you f*** me dead.
> Every new girl's another three day affair.
> I got to be gentle not to pull out your hair.
> It really doesn't matter if she's gray haired and old.
> It really doesn't matter if she's too young and cold.
> Smiling in emergency a drag your O.K.
> I'd rather make it with you when you're DOA.
> Lying there stiff when it's time to play.
> I can't wait till the undertaker goes away.
> Hanging upside down when you're getting drained.
> S&M pleasure on the wall when you're chained.
> When you splatter love juices still remain and baby how I love you when
> you
> f*** me dead.
> Baby I love it when you f*** me dead.
> Baby, baby, I'll hold you close.
> Quick, quick before you decompose.
> Baby how I love it when you f*** me dead.
> Baby how I love it when you f*** me dead.
> Baby how I love it when you f***.

> See! You just don't find lyrics like that anymore! Some other choice
> tunes from them are called:

> Elvis Is Dead
> Bomb the Boats and Feed the Fish
> Surfin' On Heroin
> ..etc.

> http://www.forgottenrebels.com

LMAO!!!!! they just dont write `em like they used to!!!
 
> LMAO!!!!! they just dont write `em like they used to!!!

oh dear, you are here ALL the time, why oh why oh why????
answer me f***stick???
 
> f***ing bendernectar, you are so up yourself, give your arse a
> chance to breathe before you stick your own tongue up it, oh
> and get a job/a partner/a life beyond your keypad

Ahh...come on now! Don't be like that lover. Give mamma a kiss you nasty boy. You really know how to sweet-talk a girl don't you? Mmmm. Your reluctance just makes me want you more. *kisses*
 
> I'm the queen of un-p.c. People are so bloody sensitive these days. It's
> really quite annoying.
> The Canadian punk band called The Forgotten Rebels have some dicey lyrics.
> Mind you, they've been around for over 20 years so there was no such thing
> as P.C back then. Ahh...the good ol' days.

> Here's an oldie but goodie called 'f*** Me Dead' by The Rebels.

> I don't like the name tag between your toes.
> I don't like the snot running out of your nose.
> I don't like the stains on your pantyhose - just your cold stiff body
> when I
> hold you close.
> I love rigor mortis when it just sets in.
> I know where you're goin' I don't care where you've been.
> A pillow in a coffin's just as good as a bed and baby how I love it when
> you
> f*** me dead.
> Baby how I love it when you f*** me dead.
> Every new girl's another three day affair.
> I got to be gentle not to pull out your hair.
> It really doesn't matter if she's gray haired and old.
> It really doesn't matter if she's too young and cold.
> Smiling in emergency a drag your O.K.
> I'd rather make it with you when you're DOA.
> Lying there stiff when it's time to play.
> I can't wait till the undertaker goes away.
> Hanging upside down when you're getting drained.
> S&M pleasure on the wall when you're chained.
> When you splatter love juices still remain and baby how I love you when
> you
> f*** me dead.
> Baby I love it when you f*** me dead.
> Baby, baby, I'll hold you close.
> Quick, quick before you decompose.
> Baby how I love it when you f*** me dead.
> Baby how I love it when you f*** me dead.
> Baby how I love it when you f***.

> See! You just don't find lyrics like that anymore! Some other choice
> tunes from them are called:

> Elvis Is Dead
> Bomb the Boats and Feed the Fish
> Surfin' On Heroin
> ..etc.

> http://www.forgottenrebels.com

An old punk band from the UK had a song called 'Elvis Is Dead'. It was released about 1978/79, so was quite topical at the time.
The band was Peter & The Test Tube Babies. Don't know if they're still going.
It might be the same song.
Something like this,

Elvis had a gammy leg
He had a gammy head
He had a gammy kidney
He's better off dead

Elvis had a heart attack
can't the doctors bring him back
he weighed nearly half a ton
he looked more like a pregnant nun

Apart from the swooping, almost melancholy, chorus of 'elvis Is dead', that's about all I can remember.
Not exactly Moz-standard lyricism I know, but hey, they meant well.

Happy days.
 
> An old punk band from the UK had a song called 'Elvis Is Dead'. It was
> released about 1978/79, so was quite topical at the time.
> The band was Peter & The Test Tube Babies. Don't know if they're still
> going.
> Apart from the swooping, almost melancholy, chorus of 'elvis Is dead',
> that's about all I can remember.
> Not exactly Moz-standard lyricism I know, but hey, they meant well.

There's a song called "Elvis '93 (You Can F*** Elvis)" on Bubonique's "Twenty Golden Showers" album - actually, it's probably the most tasteful song on that album. Or the next one. Now, Cathal Coughlan sometimes achieves - if not surpasses - Morrissey-standard lyricism. But not this time. And this is on-topic for Morrisey-solo because - Sean Hughes is on it too, of course.
 
> An old punk band from the UK had a song called 'Elvis Is Dead'. It was
> released about 1978/79, so was quite topical at the time.
> The band was Peter & The Test Tube Babies. Don't know if they're still
> going.
> It might be the same song.
> Something like this,

> Elvis had a gammy leg
> He had a gammy head
> He had a gammy kidney
> He's better off dead

> Elvis had a heart attack
> can't the doctors bring him back
> he weighed nearly half a ton
> he looked more like a pregnant nun

> Apart from the swooping, almost melancholy, chorus of 'elvis Is dead',
> that's about all I can remember.
> Not exactly Moz-standard lyricism I know, but hey, they meant well.

> Happy days.

Here's the Forgotten Rebels one:

Elvis is dead, Elvis is dead
The big fat guy is dead, dead, dead
Elvis is dead, Elvis is dead
The big fat goof is dead, dead, dead
Millions of assholes mourned his death
I'm gonna steal his body from the place of rest (x2)
Give him back in pieces when the ransom's paid
Leave his hypodermics where the moneys laid
Elvis is dead, Elvis is dead
The big fat goof is dead, dead, dead
Elvis is dead, Elvis is dead
Spend your money on our records instead
 
> Here's the Forgotten Rebels one:

> Elvis is dead, Elvis is dead
> The big fat guy is dead, dead, dead
> Elvis is dead, Elvis is dead
> The big fat goof is dead, dead, dead
> Millions of assholes mourned his death
> I'm gonna steal his body from the place of rest (x2)
> Give him back in pieces when the ransom's paid
> Leave his hypodermics where the moneys laid
> Elvis is dead, Elvis is dead
> The big fat goof is dead, dead, dead
> Elvis is dead, Elvis is dead
> Spend your money on our records instead
>

That's definitely a different song, Terror. I would have been surprised if anyone did a cover of a Peter & The Test Tube Babies song.
Btw, just remembered another verse,

In the summer of 77
Elvis met his fate
But he couldn't get into heaven
He couldn't get through the gate

Aye, happy days. *stares wistfully into the middle distance*
 
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