AWKWARD ZOMBIE

Great band, no lyrics

I don't think the words make the song. If you want to focus on the words so much, just go to your local cafe's poetry slam.

Are poetry slams even around anymore?

But yeah. You could give a song really great lyrics, but if the music isn't interesting, I just won't care. I thought the lyrics to Hey There Delilah were good, but the song is so boring.

This.

But it seems that all popular music in the US relies much more on lyrics than on the music.

TONS of music I would like if not for the lyrics.

Epic band with no lyrics : http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/65daysofstatic

Also :

Dead Kennedys - Police Truck

Tonight's the night that we got the truck
We're goin' downtown gonna beat up drunks
Your turn to drive I'll bring the beer
It's the late late shift to one to fear

And ride, ride how we ride
We ride, lowride

It's roundup time where the good whores meet
Gonna drag one screaming off the street
And ride, ride how we ride
Got a black uniform and a silver badge
Playin' cops for real, playin' cops for pay
Let's ride, lowride

Pull down your dress here's a kick in the booty
Let's beat you blue 'til you shit in your pants
Don't move, child gotta big black stick
There's six of us, babe so suck on my dick

And ride, ride how we ride
Let's ride, lowride

The left newspapers might whine a bit
But the guys at the station they don't give a shit
Dispatch calls 'Are you doin' something wicked?'
'No siree, Jack, we're just givin' tickets'

As we ride, ride how we ride
Let's ride, lowride

the other Version of Imaginary by Evanescence

I linger in the doorway
Of alarm clock screaming
Monsters calling my name
Let me stay
Where the wind will whisper to me
Where the raindrops, as theyíre falling, tell a story


In my field of paper flowers
And candy clouds of lullaby (flowers)
I lie inside myself for hours
And watch my purple sky fly over me

Donít say Iím out of touch
With this rampant chaos - your reality
I know well what lies beyond my sleeping refuge
The nightmare I built my own world to escape

Swallowed up in the sound of my screaming
Cannot cease for the fear of silent nights
Oh, how I long for the deep sleep dreaming
The goddess of imaginary light

In my field of paper flowers
And candy clouds of lullaby (flowers)
I lie inside myself for hours
And watch my purple sky fly over me

Well, since Our Lady Peace became band of the week, I thought I'd post some new lyrics. Here's 'Wipe That Smile Off Your Face'.

Wipe That Smile Off Your Face

It's just the two of us, a silver cross
And some strength that you won't believe
You see I'm not your friend, and I won't pretend
That I've come here for peace
Well I'm not afraid, I'm gonna make you pay
I'm gonna wipe that smile off your face

And this is war, now
I'm gonna wipe that smile off your face

The time has come, to drop the bomb
On all the pain you've been selling
You see I don't like you, or your attitude
Or the company that you keep

And this is war, now
I'm gonna wipe that smile off your face
And this is war, now
I'm gonna wipe that smile off your face

It's just the two of us, a silver cross
And some strength that you won't believe
Well I'm not afraid, I'm gonna make you pay
I'm gonna wipe that smile off your face

And this is war, now
I'm gonna wipe that smile off your face
And this is war, now
I'm gonna wipe that smile off your face

And wipe that smile, wipe that smile
Wipe that smile off your face
And wipe that smile, wipe that smile
I'm gonna wipe that smile off your face

I never would have known of this song if it weren't for EBA. Unl;ike you lazy people, I'm writing my own lyrics >:|

WAKE UP!
Our life is calling!
We're smoke, but not a fire
Give us a sign that we're aliiiiive

SNAP OUT
Of indecision!
Have we been hypnotiiiiiised
To think that everything's alriiiiight?

(The clock is counting down)
The clock is counting doooooown

(The seconds, they tick away)
The seconds tick awaaaaaaaaay

This is our tiiiiiiime
Without a dooooouuubt
Time to igniiiiiite
We're not going do-own,
Without a fiiiiiiight

This is our tiiiiiiime
Get-up of the grouuuund
Takew what is miiiiine
We're not going do-own,
WITHOUT A FIGHT

LET'S GO!
The curtain's open!
Get this show on the road
I wanna feel my heart explooooode

NO MORE
Procrastination!
Draggin' my feet beloooow
Now I want everyone to kno-ooooow


(The clock is counting down)
The clock is counting doooooown

(The seconds, they tick away)
The seconds tick awaaaaaaaaay

This is our tiiiiiiime
Without a dooooouuubt
Time to igniiiiiite
We're not going do-own,
Without a fiiiiiiight

This is our tiiiiiiime
Get-up of the grouuuund
Takew what is miiiiine
We're not going do-own,
WITHOUT A FIGHT

YEAH!
COME ON, COME ON, COME ON!

COME ON, COME ON, COME ON!

We must pick up the pace
No time to play it safe
Before you know it's much too laaaaate...

This is our tiiiiiiime
Without a dooooouuubt
Time to igniiiiiite
We're not going do-own,
Without a fiiiiiiight

This is our tiiiiiiime
Get-up of the grouuuund
Takew what is miiiiine
We're not going do-own,
WITHOUT A FIGHT

FIGHT!
FIGHT!
FIGHT!
FIGHT!
FIGHT!
FIGHT!
FIGHT!
FIGHT!
FIGHT!
FIGHT!
FIGHT!
FIGHT!
FIGHT!
FIGHT!
FIGHT!

(laughter)

The Ballad of Sin Eater by Ted Leo and the Pharmacists

When you run,
Digger, runner, listener, thief,
You carry it all with you.

Today I woke up uncertain,
And you know that gives me the fits,
So I left this land of fungible convictions
Because it seemed like the pits.
When I say, "convictions", I mean it's something to abjure
And when I say "uncertain", I mean to doubt I'll not turn out a caricature.
So I went off in search of my forebears,
'Cause my forbearance was in need,
The only job I could get in dear old Blighty
Was working on the railway between Selby and Leeds.
So I went by ferry to Belfast, where I had cause to think:
They wanted none of my arm-chair convictions
But nobody seemed to mind when I was putting on the drinks!

And you didn't think they could hate you, now did you?
You didn't think they could hate you, now did you?
You didn't think they could hate you, now did you?
Ah, but they hate you, and they hate you 'cause you're guilty, so...

Stayed out all night in Ibiza,
By way of San Sebastian,
Where they said, 'Yankee, you better watch what you're saying,
Unless you're sayin' it in Basque or in Catalan!"
Then all the way East to Novi Sad,
Nary a bridge was to be seen,
But Mother Russia, she laid her pontoons on down,
So I crossed over, if you know what I mean...
Then on the road to Damascus,
Yes, the scales, they fell from my eyes,
And the simplest lesson I learned at the Mount of Olives:
That everybody lies.
And the French foreign legion
You know they did their best -
But I never believed in T.E. Lawrence,
So how the hell could I believe in Beau Geste, huh?

You didn't think they could hate you, now did you?
You didn't think they could hate you, now did you?
You didn't think they could hate you, now did you?
Ah, but they hate you, and they hate you 'cause you're guilty, and...
You didn't think they could hate you, now did you?
You didn't think they could hate you, now did you?
Why wouldn't you think they would hate you, now would you?
Aw, but they hate you, make no mistake they hate you!

I spent a night in Kigali, in a five diamond hotel,
Where maybe someday, they'll do the Watusi on down in Hutu hell
I fell in with a merchant marine who promised to take me home,
But when I woke up, all beaten and bloodied,
I couldn't tell if it was Jersey or Sierra Leone! C'mon!

You didn't think they could hate you, now did you?
You didn't think they could hate you, now did you?
You didn't think they could hate you, now did you?
Ah, but they hate you, they hate you 'cause you're guilty, so...
You didn't think they could hate you, now did you?
You didn't think they could hate you, now did you?
Why wouldn't you think they would hate you, now, would you?
Aw, but they hate you, make no mistake they hate you!

And the knocking in my head, just like the knocking at my door
Maybe it was me or maybe it was my brother,
But either me or me and him went down to the bar,
Where I got seven powers in me for to give me the cure,
When seven powers failed to spin me,
I had to get me seven more.
And when I say, "me" I mean my brain
And when I say "give me the cure" I mean to kill the pain
And when I say "kill the pain" I meant to get the devil out
And when I say "devil" I mean the manifestation of doubt!

What about--

You didn't think they could hate you, now did you?
You didn't think they could hate you, now did you?
You didn't think they could hate you, now did you?
Ah, but they hate, they hate you 'cause you're guilty, and
You didn't think they could hate you, now did you?
You didn't think they could hate you, now did you?
Why wouldn't you think they would hate you, now, would you?
Ah, but they hate you, make no mistake, they hate you!



I had to copypaste this because Ted's songs are so hard to understand the words in. But all lyrics from this song on the internet are really crappy, so I had to edit the whole thing. It's one of those 'lol tl;dr' songs, but the lyrics tell a really interesting story.