Whenever I hear "New York Mining Disaster 1941," I feel like singing:I have a hard time forming an opinion of the Bee Gees 'cuz I can't bloody well understand Barry Gibb's voice!
That being said, as bad as most of the Bee Gees' lyrics were ("What you doin' on your back?"), I do like this version of "Stayin' Alive" though.
Is that because it's about transvestite hookers, because of the outdated "colored girls" reference, or because Lou Reed can't sing worth shit?Walk On The Wild Side by Lou Reed. That song just offends me on every level.
Especially these masterpieces:Anything by Oasis.
How does your feeling of being offended make them bad lyrics? Those lyrics describe real people (Holly, Jackie, Candy, Little Joe, Sugar Plum Fairy), and I'm pretty sure that both the lyrics and Andy Warhol's The Factory to which those people belonged were always meant to shock and offend./\ That pretty much covers it. Especially Holly, the graphically active transvestite hooker.
Only a problem if you frequent hookers or are easily offended./\ That pretty much covers it. Especially Holly, the graphically active transvestite hooker.
Only a problem if you frequent hookers or are easily offended./\ That pretty much covers it. Especially Holly, the graphically active transvestite hooker.![]()
Another one that makes me cringe whenever I hear it is "Brass in Pocket" by the Pretenders. The verses make absolutely no sense and are impossible to decipher, then the chorus is like a fill in the blank game of body parts: "Gonna use my ARMS. Gonna use my LEGS. Gonna use my FINGERS." and then she wails about how special she is. So special.
Just reading it makes me feel like vomiting.And what about “Afternoon Delight”? That is another one that makes me wanna hurl.
Funny thing is, the song sounds so mellow and syrupy-sweet, a lot of people heard it several times before they realized it was about grabbing some daytime nookie
And let's not forget ABBA. Dancing Queen is another disco song that I'd vote into my All Time Worst Song Ever Hall of Fame. In fact, Sweden ought to banned from the UN, just for letting this group out of their country and unleashing them on the rest of the world.
Actually I like that song. But when you put it that way, yeah, the chorus does sound like a game of anatomical Mad Libs.Another one that makes me cringe whenever I hear it is “Brass in Pocket” by the Pretenders. The verses make absolutely no sense and are impossible to decipher, then the chorus is like a fill in the blank game of body parts: “Gonna use my ARMS. Gonna use my LEGS. Gonna use my FINGERS.” and then she wails about how special she is. So special.
The last song I'll add is The Lion Sleeps Tonight:
I don't know all the words to this one, but the part where they tell their 'darling' to hush because the lion is sleeping, and then start screeching at the top of their lungs:
A weema-whip, A weema-whip
over and over really high-pitched and loud seems kind of contrary to the instructions given the 'darling'. More than sufficient, I would guess, than what would be required to wake said lion.
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