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My parody of Happy by Pharrell called Zombies.

It might seem crazy what I'm about to say
Zombies are real and they're on their way
They're out to eat the human race
You better run for your dear life or they'll eat your face

(Run)

Run from zombies
Run along if you don't want them to eat your brain
Run from zombies
Board your house with weapons if they break in incase
Run from zombies
They're out to eat us and they're rising from their graves
Run from zombies
They want to kill us and no ones really safe

It's on the news, headlined Zombie Attacks
Gather all your guns and shoot them back
Well I should probably warn you that they won't die
Even if we shoot them many times
Won't die

(Hey
Go
Run)

(Zombies)
Bring them down
Can't nothin
Bring them down
Zombies won't die
Bring them down
immortal zombies
Bring them down
I said (shoot them in the head)
Bring them down
With all your weapons
Bring them down
Or else they'll eat you alive

Bring them down, you'll get infected
Bring them down, before they bite your thigh

Last edited by Tripod (2014-08-02 20:43:17)

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^^^
Mwahaha Awesome. lol

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My parody of Blurred Lines called Street Mimes about a guy who walks the street everyday and notices a street mime everyone thinks is cool and funny but he thinks it's lame and annoying.

Why can't these annoying mimes talk!
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
Say something

You can't hear what they're tryna to say
From there mouths, I just can't translate
I can't tell if they're deaf
They're acting asinine
They just swatted an imaginary fly

Ok, I see this mime on the streets of my city
He wears white make up, a striped shirt and a fedora
He does these strange hand movements
Hey hey hey
Like being in an imaginary box
Hey, hey, hey
I really want to hit him with an imaginary rock

Now he's using an imaginary rope
To try and tie me
He can go bite me
His acts very cheesy
Get a day job
Get out of the streets
Get out of your imaginary seat
Your acts very lousy
I hate these street mimes
They always copy
They're not that funny
Find a better way to make money
And now they're dancing
And it's quite scary
It's vety tacky
Go back to the circus
Everybody don't watch

I always watched a mime climb
Imaginary stairs on th streets tonight
He seriously needs a life
I don't get why people find him so great
He's not that funny
Hey, hey, hey
Seriously not that funny
Hey, hey, hey
Wanna know whats funny?
Punching him in the face

One thing I just can't stand
Is how he dances with his hands
He's up from night to noon
Thinks he's funny but he's a bafoon
Same old act, it's such a snooze
I'd rather watch a street performer play guitar
Or a magician do a magic trick with some cards
I mean it's the same old act over again
Yeah it's impressive, if I was 10
People watch and wait, to see what he does everyday
But it's very lame
And it's the same act over again
I don't get whats so great about him

Now he's juggling imaginary balls
And breathing fire
And fixing flat tires
He's imaginary MaCGyver
With his invisible screwdriver
He can do anything
He can even sing
Even though you can't hear a thing
I'm impressed with this street mime
(Everybody should watch!)
His acts not that bad
It's actually kind of rad
Even his little dance

He's got an invisible gun
Everybody should run
Hey, hey, hey,
Hey, hey, hey
Run away

Last edited by Tripod (2014-08-06 16:10:15)

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It's funny how when you listen to a song you have known for years that you can almost hear the past whisper in your ear, like ghosts of old friends, lover, enemies. How you can almost feel the phantoms of kisses on your cheeks....the longing of the goodbyes hiddden in the lyrics. You can almost see them standing bewteen the melody. Its amazing how certain songs hold the old you like a lighting bug trapped in a jar, watching for a moment as the music ends seeing the glow one more before being let go....almost as if it were never there..the spirit of a memory locked within its notes.

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Oh love this. So damn true too. Thanks very nice words miss. And have a nice weekend. smile

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These are some wacky lyrics which I wrote for me and my buddy to see if we can put some music to it.

My Clock-Face
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I don't know
but I've grown
to be a strange kind of man.
Always blinded by pale light
of the hideous moonlight
and lost in the most foreign land.

Oooh-la-la-la
ha-ha-ha
funny world, ooh-la-la-la

I've seen people in my dreams
and whole lives flash before my eyes.
I've cultivated my mind far into space
far above this ugly place
and however do I try
to defeat this wicked horse that cries
And the white men in their pretty white coats
that won't stop selling the world their lies.

oooh-la-la-la-la
ha-ha-ha-ha
funny world, ooh-la-la-la

O, gross American night
Delving into Pabst Ribbon delight
They drown themselves in red, white & blue
What color are you?

Meanwhile, my white rabbit
that they so despise
has gone deep down again
back into its hole again
& left my head rollin' on its shoulders
it's just a' spinnin'.
it's a' spinnin'.

Alice, O, Alice
Won't you be my bride?
(my bride)
(it's all so out of control...)

Oooh-la-la-la-la
ha-ha-ha-ha
funny world, ooh-la-la-la

Lying down with eyes open wide
there are worms in my braaain
Now I know why I am here
they tell that I'm insane.
I told them it was just the pain.

Am I really insane?

Day after day
the night eats it all away.
And that one frosted window to the outside
keeps gettin' thicker.
It's been a long time since I've cried
or even tried
to see the real me!
I've got so many sides
that come out in the night
that it's tough to decide
who to be or if its right.

Alice, O, Alice, did you hear?
I've bought a brand new watch!
So that I can time myself by ear
whenever you are near
and try, try, & try
not to never ever
be caught.
Thanks a lot.

Oooh-la-la-la
ha-ha-ha
It's a funny damn world out there!
ooooh-ooooh
Oooh-la-la

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^^^
Woah freaking awesome. The chorus is great, Sounds like The Ramones to me. lol

I love how you stuck Wonderlander Alice in it. Very cool. Hope you'll be able to put music to it man. Great, great, great. big_smile

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^ Thanks a bunch, man. I'm glad you dig it.
I thought it might be somewhat up your alley.
Now, putting music to it, if my friend can pick up a drum set, is going to be fun (if not difficult, too).

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Damn yeah man.

But music is FAR from complicated really. You just let it go free and normally it sounds great. Most first drafts sound better than the following ones so I always keep the first. Most of the time...

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I decided to parody Stu's song from the Hangover called "Doug" and call it "Punk" instead. Miss you buddy.

What do tigers dream
When they take a little tiger snooze?
Do they dream of mauling zebras
Or Halle Berry in her Catwoman suit

Don't you worry, your pretty mohawk head
We're gonna get you back to Taylor Mumsen and your cozy punk rock bed

Punk, Punk, oh Punk, Punk, Punk, Punk, Punk
But if he's been trampled at a Misfits concert
http://www.nickpicksflicks.com/tumblr_m0p9sfS0yn1qgoxdi.jpg
....Well then we're shit out of luck!

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