Happy Happy Lyric Thread

Laurel

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I know what you're thinking - "Yeah, the board really needs another lyric thread." And you're right! So I've started one. This is for non-bummer lyrics. They don't have to be cheesy sunshine lyrics. They can even be twisted. Just no lost love type stuff. I'll start off with...primus.

Jerry was a race car driver
And he drove so goddamned fast
He never did win no checkered flag
But he never did come in last
Jerry was a race car driver
He'd say "El solo number one"
With a bocephus sticker
On his 442 he'd light 'em up
Just for fun

Captain Pierce was a fireman
Richmond engine #3
I'll be a wealthy man when I get
A dime for all the things that
Man taught to me
Captain Pierce was a strong man
Strong as any man alive
It stuck in his craw that they
Made him retire at the age of 65

Jerry was a race car driver
22 years old
Had too many cold beers one night
And wrapped himself around a telephone pole.
 
more primus

I've seen them out at Soco
They're pounding sixteen penny nails
The truckers on the interstate
Have been known to ride the rails
The sweat is beating on the brow
Can't keep these fellas down
'Cause those damned blue-collared tweekers
Are runnin' this here town

I knew a man who hung drywall
He hung it mighty quick
A trip or two to the blue room
Would help him do the trick
His foreman would pat him on the back
Whenever he would come around
'Cause these dammed blue-collar tweekers
Are beloved in this here town

Now the union boys are there
To protect us from all the corporate type
While curious George's drug patrol
Is out here hunting snipe
Now they try to tell me different
But you know I ain't no clown
'Cause those damned blue-collar tweekers
Are the backbone of this town

Now the flame that burns twice as bright
Burns only half as long
My eyes are growing weary
As I finalize this song
So sit back and have a cup o' joe
And watch the wheels go round
'Cause those damned blue-collar tweekers
Have always run this town
 
sorry babe. would love to help out here, but happy music ain't my cup of tea.
 
Well, I don't know about happy....but it brings back silly memories. Does that count?

Violent Femmes
Add It Up


Day after day
I will walk and I will play
but the day after today
I will stop
and I will start my way
why can't I get just one kiss
why can't I get just one kiss
believe me there'd be somethings that I wouldn't miss
but I look at your pants and I need I need a kiss
why can't I get just one screw
why can't I get just one screw
believe me I know what to do
but something won't let me make love to you
why can't I get just one fuck
why can't I get just one fuck
I guess it's something to do with luck
but I waited my whole life for just one
day afterday
I get angry
and I will say
that the day
is in my sight
when i'll take a bow
and say goodnight
 
SummerRose, I hope you know that that is going down on your permanent record.....
 
inspired by PC & Weevil

Pack it up, pack it in
Let me begin
I came to win
Battle me that's a sin
I won't tear the sack up
Punk you'd better back up
Try and play the role and the whole crew will act up
Get up, stand up, come on!
Come on, throw your hands up
If you've got the feeling jump across the ceiling
Muggs is a funk fest, someone's talking junk
Yo, I'll bust em in the eye
And then I'll take the punks home
Feel it, funk it
Amps it are junking
And I got more rhymes than there's cops that are dunking
Donuts shop
Sure 'nuff I got props from the kids on the Hill
Plus my mom and my pops

I came to get down
I came to get down
So get out your seats and jump around
Jump around
Jump around
Jump up Jump up and get down.
Jump Jump Jump Jump Jump Jump Jump Jump

I'll serve your ass like John MacEnroe
If your girl steps up, I'm smacking the ho
Word to your moms I came to drop bombs
I got more rhymes than the bible's got psalms
And just like the Prodigal Son I've returned
Anyone stepping to me you'll get burned
Cause I got lyrics and you ain't got none
So if you come to battle bring a shotgun
But if you do you're a fool, cause I duel to the death
Try and step to me you'll take your last breath
I gots the skill, come get your fill
Cause when I shoot ta give, I shoot to kill

I came to get down
I came to get down
So get out your seats and jump around
Jump around
Jump around
Jump up Jump up and get down.
Jump Jump Jump Jump Jump Jump Jump Jump

I'm the cream of the crop, I rise to the top
I never eat a pig cause a pig is a cop
Or better yet a terminator
Like Arnold Schwarzenegger
Try'n to play me out like as if my name was Sega
But I ain't going out like no punk bitch
Get used to one style and you know I might switch
It up up and around, then buck buck you down
Put out your head then you wake up in the Dawn of the Dead
I'm coming to get ya, coming to get ya
Spitting out lyrics homie I'll wet ya

I came to get down
I came to get down
So get out your seats and jump around
Jump around
Jump around
Jump up Jump up and get down.
Jump Jump Jump Jump Jump Jump Jump Jump
 
Just a couple little excerpts:

The Doors
Before you slip into unconsciousness
I'd like to have another kiss
Another flashing chance at bliss

Kompressor
Nine plus six, equals fifteen
Adding up numbers is very uplifting!
 
this is a semi-broken heart song, but it doesn't count 'cause...

...it's chixdiggit, and they're non-bummer by nature.

* *

Saw a picture yesterday
Of a guy who used to play
For the Boston Bruins
And in school I always drew him

He had the longest undefeated streak
For every shot that hit his cheek
He drew on a stitch mark
And I think he played with Brad Park

I feel like Gerry Cheevers
I feel like Gerry Cheevers
I got stitch marks on my heart
Just like Gerry Cheevers

Saw a picture yesterday
Of a guy who used to play
For the Boston Bruins
And in school I always drew him

He wore a mask just like my heart
He had stitch marks on every part
And he wore number 30
Thats how old you were when you met me

I feel like Gerry Cheevers
I feel like Gerry Cheevers
I got stitch marks on my heart
Just like Gerry Cheevers


I feel like Gerry Cheevers (I got stitch marks on my heart)
 
more chixdiggit

Great teeth, great legs, great body, but she had a bad attitude
All my friends thought she was snotty and my mom thought she was rude
But I like, like, like, like, liked her anyway
She put me in my place (put me in my place)

But I like, like, like, like, liked her anyway
She put me in my place (put me in my place)

Great teeth, great legs, great body, but she had a bad attitude
All my friends thought she was snotty and my mom thought she was rude
But I like, like, like, like, liked her anyway
 
last chixdiggit song for the night

I get turned on by your nylons in the hamper
Parents out of town, I guess they're sleeping in the camper tonite
I bet they're getting sweaty
'Cause when I met you you were a vision in the paper
Try to be, but you're not like her at all
You're just not like your mom

Try to look (like your mom)
Try to act (like your mom)
Try to smell (like your mom)
Couldn't, girl
Oh where's your mom?

I had a dream that she flew me to Vegas
Tied me to the bed and played bridge with her friends
And they were naked
The next day she took me out shopping
Bought me kids clothes just to dress me up
Oh God! She said I was bad boy

Try to look (like your mom)
Try to act (like your mom)
Try to smell (like your mom)
Couldn't, girl
Oh where's your mom?
 
Here comes the sun, here comes the sun,
And I say it's all right

Little darling, it's been a long cold lonely winter
Little darling, it feels like years since it's been here
Here comes the sun, here comes the sun
And I say it's all right

Little darling, the smiles returning to the faces
Little darling, it seems like years since it's been here
Here comes the sun, here comes the sun
And I say it's all right

Sun, sun, sun, here it comes...
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes...
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes...
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes...
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes...

Little darling, I feel that ice is slowly melting
Little darling, it seems like years since it's been clear
Here comes the sun, here comes the sun,
And I say it's all right
It's all right
 
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