Oh dear
Time to trawl through the darker recesses of my lyrics archive, for the songs that have now been consigned to my 'shit' folder.

I'm sure you'll agree that the use of the word 'synonomous' in popular song form here is masterful:

It’ll never be the same
People will never take my name
To mean the same thing again

Synonymous with loser
Why did I have to choose her?
Why did she have to screw with me and make me feel this way?

I really can't remember whether the innuendo in the last line of the following verse was intentional. Also note poppish 'yeah' included at the end... I think I was listening to a lot of pop-punk at the time.

When other guys were saving up for cars,
I was spending money on guitars,
While they were getting girls into bed,
I was developing calluses, yeah.

And frankly, those are just the worst I'm prepared to show you. There's plenty more that will never see the light of day, and that's just the stuff I kept. I dread to think what the lines I threw away were like. I like to think I've improved, but the sad fact is most of this was only written about three or four years ago. Song lyrics are allowed to be awful though, right?
( fool_on_the_hill, Thu 11 Aug 2005, 15:55, Reply)