Alright, Bitches!

"I hate every ape I see, from chimpan-A to chimpanzee"

Generationals “Turning the Screw”

I could see you in the distance - Looking over your shoulder - And I could tell you were already gone

Fuck off back to Russia, R1.

It amazes me that cunts like yourself, think we don’t know what’s up, here in the States.

ETA; R1 could also be Chinese.

SHOUT SHOUT

LET IT ALL OUT

R1 is the lyric from Planet of the Apes musical on The Simpsons.

I'd like to be

Under the sea

In an octopus's garden

In the shade

OP, drink some water and get some sleep.

Oh, won't you come with me

And a-take my hand?

I wish that for just one time you could stand inside my shoes You'd know what a drag it is to see you

You know, people's behavior away from Belgravia would make you aghast

You close the door to your heart

And you turned the key

Locked your love away from me

*belch*

When the spirits are calling my name

Then I will have passed all the sorrow and pain

And I'll go to heaven with you

I'll lay down my head on your pillow

And ask for forgiveness

The best song lyrics ever…

Here we go, Joe Tex

"Boogie, Bertha, do your thing!"

r14 We include the lyrics in the comment. You thought we'd go listen to the whole song for you?

"Love Child," by The Supremes:

This love we're contemplating Is worth the pain of waiting We'll only end up hating The child we maybe creating ..... I started school In a worn, torn dress that somebody threw out (somebody threw out) I knew the way it felt to always live in doubt To be without the simple things So afraid my friends would see the guilt in me

Brilliant rhyme schemes and heartbreaking lyrics.

I have a dog, his name is Rags

He eats so much that his tummy sags

His ears flip flop and his tail wig wags

And when he walks he goes zig zag

I love Rags and Rags loves me

[quote] I started school In a worn, torn dress that somebody threw out (somebody threw out)

The parentheses have activated my inner audio mind

Blood races to your private spots Lets me know there's a fire You can't fight passion when passion is hot Temperatures rise inside my sugar walls

LA girls all look the same

I can't recognize

The same work done on their face

I don't criticize

She a cold-hearted bitch with no shame

But her throat too fire

She got Chrome Hearts hangin' from her neck

And them shits going wild

When she ride, she hold tight

She gon' ride 'til sweat fall down her spine

She's all mine for the night

She's all mine until he calls her line

"Where Am I Going" from Sweet Charity

Do I keep falling in love just for the kick of it

Staggering through the thin and thick of it

Hating each old tired trick of it

Know what I am - good and sick of it

OP Let’s try to use sensible headlines that might be searchable later

“Send lawyers, guns, and money, the shit has hit the fan”.

“We don't take requests, we won't shut up and sing. Tell the truth enough, you'll find it rhymes with everything”.

There's a new girl in town, and she's looking good!

Crosby, Stills, and Nash: Suite: Judy Blue Eyes

Marvin Gaye: What's Goin' On

And for fun: 20 Fingers and Gillette: Short Dick Man

And years may go by

But I think the heart remains a child

And the mind may grow wise

But the heart just sulks and it whines

And remains a child

I think the heart remains a child, yeah

Why don't you love me?

I gotta lot of patience, baby That's a lot of patience to lose!

When did I get? Where did I?

Why am I lost as a lamb?

When will I know? Where will I?

How will I learn who I am?

🎶 You take the good, you take the bad.

You take them both and there you have

The Facts of Life, The Facts of Life! 🎶

Marie (Marie) La-Voodoo-Veau She'll put a spell on you

Thank you for being a friend...

I was born like this, I had no choice I was born with the gift of a golden voice And twenty-seven angels from the Great Beyond They tied me to this table right here in the Tower of Song

"And then there's Maude..."

Botch-a-me

I'll-botcha you and ev'rything goes crazy

Did Jesus have a baby sister?

Was she bitter?

Was she sweet?

Did she wind up in a convent?

Did she end up on the street?

On the run?

On stage?

Did she dance?

Did he have a sister?

A little baby sister?

Did Jesus have a sister?

Did they give her a chance?

"Father and Son" by Yusef/Cat Stevens:

From the moment I could talk, I was ordered to listen.

My ding-a-ling, my ding-a-ling

I want you to play with my ding-a-ling

My ding-a-ling, my ding-a-ling

I want you to play with my ding-a-ling

Jesus died for somebody’s sins, but not mine.

I broke into a million pieces and I can't go back, but now I'm seeing all the beauty in the broken glass.

I like to singee, singee, singee Like a bird On a wingie, wingie, wingie.

I work in the laundromat

The one that Suzzy Roche does hers at

I hate her guts, I hate her guts

She thinks I want her autograph

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She's got stinky crusty socks

She's got underwear that shocks

O what a pig, she's such a pig

I'd like to stick a turd in her mailbox

Wish I knew what you were looking for,

might have known what you would find.

r45 I love that song

Oh, Mickey, you're so fine

You're so fine, you blow my mind

Hey, Mickey

Hey, Mickey

Some people call it a one night stand but we can call it paradise.

"In the Year of the scavenger, the season of the Bitch. Sashay on the Boardwalk, Scurry to the ditch"

You're eyes, it's a days work looking into them.

You're eyes, it a days work. Just. Looking into them.

A thousand glass eyes were staring In a cellar full of antique dolls I found an old piano And sweet chords rose up in waxed New England halls

While the boarders were snoring Under crisp white sheets of curfew We were newly lovers then We were fire in the stiff-blue-haired-house-rules

I pulled into the Cactus Tree Motel, to shower off the dust And I slept on the strange pillows Of my wanderlust.

I dreamed of 747s over geometric farms

Dreams, Amelia Dreams and false alarms.

No family is safe when I sashay

The screen door slams, Mary's dress sways.

"And my car's out back if you're ready to take that long walk

From your front porch to my front seat

The door's open, but the ride it ain't free"

Bruce to Mary, in "Thunder Road"

I recall the yellow cotton dress / Foaming like the waves / On the ground beneath your knees.

Birds like tender babies / In your hand / And the old men playing Chinese Checkers by the trees. . .

They want to know why I did what I did Well, sir, I guess there's just a meanness in this world

There's a woman on the outside looking inside Does she see me?

No she does not really see me for she sees her own reflection.

And I'm not to notice that she's hitching up her skirt and while she's straightening her stockings, her hair has gotten wet.

That's the night that the lights went out in Georgia.

That's the night that they hung an innocent man.

She was doin' the butt, hey pretty, pretty

When you get that notion

Put your backfield in motion

My baby fits me like a flesh tuxedo.

I'd like to sink her with my pink torpedo

Asking only workman’s wages

I come looking for a job but I get no offers,

Just a come on from the whores on 7th ave.

[quote]My baby fits me like a flesh tuxedo I'd like to sink her with my pink torpedo

Working on a sex farm

Trying to raise some hard love

Getting out my pitchfork

Poking your hay

In this whole world there's nobody as lonely as she,

There's nowhere to go to and nowhere that she'd rather be

When you've got worries all the noise and the hurry seems to help, I know

'I want you, I need you, but there ain't no way I'm ever gonna LOVE you" "But don't be Sad, don't be Sad (cause)-Cause 2 outta 3 ain't Bad" Now don't be sad cause-Cause 2 outta 3 ain't bad!

Guess I should have known

by the way you parked your car-

sideways-

that it wouldn't last

And they whirl and they twirl and they tango

Singin' and jinglin' a jango

Floatin' like the heavens above

Looks like muskrat love

Judy: Look up there. Beef: What do you see? Honeybee and Wolf: Nature and stuff, Ham: Like a rock, Moon: And a tree, All: Hup, the Great North! Beef: Way up here, you can breathe the air. Wolf, Moon, and Honeybee: Catch some fish, Ham: Or gaze at a bear. All: Wow! Hup, the Great North! Judy: Here we live. All: Hup, oh! Beef: Here we'll stay. All: Hup, yah! From longest night to longest day. In the Great North!

Was the third of June another sleepy dusty Delta day

I don't have a drinking problem

'cept when I can't get a drink

Waste of time! This thread dies with its last active comments.

Karma for calling us "Bitches," airhead OP.

And I don’t know a soul who’s not been battered, I don’t have a friend who feels at ease, I don’t know a dream that’s not been shattered or driven to its knees.

"My troubles are many, they’re as deep as a well. I can swear there ain’t no Heaven, but I pray there ain’t no Hell.

But I’ll never know by living, only my dying will tell. And when I die and when I’m gone, There’ll be one child born in this world to carry on. Carry on."

lyrics by Laura Nyro, aged 17.