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"There’s a Smiling Fish and Burning Goat in the House Next Door"


And this is the anthem for what we all live for.
We sing at the top of our lungs to get the point across to you.
You're nothing but a whore.

I'd much rather slit that deep little throat of yours,
Than have to hear your voice again.
I'd bring you to your knees and watch as you beg,
"Please set me free!"

Rip out those beautiful brown eyes.
Cut that tongue from your mouth.
Throw it all away and leave you to live with your new beauty.
Don't let it go to your head.
You'll never feel the comfort of anyone's bed again.

And this is the anthem for what we all live for.
We sing at the top of our lungs to get the point across to you.
You're nothing but a whore.

You'll scramble and crawl, but you'll never make it anywhere.
No No No(you're nothing anymore.)
Close those legs girl, you're time is up.
You're done.
Finshed.
It's time to run.
Give it up.
There's no sympathy here babe.

Now maybe you'll finally see what I see when I look at you.
Nothing.
Not a ******** thing!

And this is the anthem for what we all live for.
We sing at the top of our lungs to get the point across to you.
You're nothing but a whore.
And you love it.


I realised recently that I have no musical talent. I can't play instruments of any kind, though this is going to change by the end of 2008. I swear to it. But I thought to myself, Every band needs lyrics. So I put pen to paper and I came up with my first set of lyrics. I currently have 4 other lyrical projects going on besides this one. 2 are almost complete, while the other 2 have yet to be started or aren't quite there yet. Each title of any song I write will never have to do with what the song talks about. The titles will reflect what I want. I'm going to pick the most outrageous names and put them to a song. And when I can get a band together. These are the lyrics we will use and the names. Haha.

Songs in Progress:
"When Zombies Attack, Call Jack Black"
"Imagine How Much Booty ET Would Get if He Used His Fingers for Something Other Than Phoning Home"
"I Think Phil and Lil Were Into Incest"
"Puff, Mary Poppins, and the Chitty Chitty Bang Equals a Backseat Dance Party"

Told you the names were outrageous. biggrin