Pathetic pop lyrics

Pathetic pop lyrics

I have just heard the opening bars of “While my guitar gently weeps” on the radio and instantly switched off. However, it has put me in a bad mood because I hate the pitiful lyrics that are so typical of wishy-washy George Harrison who went into a sulk during the recording of “Abbey Road” because he didn´t like Paul McCartney telling him off. Read on and puke at this:
“I look at you all see the love there that’s sleeping
While my guitar gently weeps
I look at the floor and I see it needs sweeping
Still my guitar gently weeps.”

Here are some other lyrics that are so criminally bad that the people who wrote them – and those who encouraged them by buying the crappy records – should be suspended by their testicles with piano wire until they become sopranos. I know they are all dated but so am I. In fact, I am so dated that I hanker for the good old days of lyrics like “By the light of the silvery moon”.
“Your Song”
I sat on the roof and kicked off the moss
Well a few of the verses well they’ve got me quite cross

“Eleanor”
I think you´re really groovy
Let´s go and see a movie

“Lady in Red”
I’ve never seen you looking so lovely as you did tonight
I’ve never seen you shine so bright

“MacArthur’s Park”
MacArthur´s Park is melting in the dark
All the sweet, green icing flowing down
Someone left the cake out in the rain
I don’t think that I can take it
Cause it took so long to bake it
And I’ll never have that recipe again.

“I´m not in love”
I keep your picture
Upon the wall
It hides a nasty stain that’s lying there
So don’t you ask me
To give it back
I know you know it doesn’t mean that much to me.

“Happy to be on an island in the sun”
Mothers with their children waiting in the cool of the shade,
And thirsty people coming from the fields to drink, tea and lemonade,

Nominated by Mr Polly

72 thoughts on “Pathetic pop lyrics

  1. The important thing is the sound of the vocal, it’s just another instrument as far as I’m concerned. The last thing I want to do is find out what the lyrics are, because most of the time they’re fucking embarrassing.

  2. I think you need to lighten up a bit Mr Polly.

    That said, I profoundly share your disdain for ‘Lady In Red’.

    • Plus he misses the note for the word “here” in the line “There’s nobody here”. Why didn’t they re-record or correct that in some way? It sounds awful, like the rest of the sappy crap that makes up that song.

      Awful record.

  3. Peter Sellers’ take on “A Hard Days Night” summed it up a treat.

    Happy Easter all you cunts 🐥

  4. Nice observation, Mr. P.

    Noel Gallagher’s efforts are mostly drivel. “Slowly walking down the hall – faster than a cannonball…. ” Err, which is it Noel ?

    Always been bemused by Mike Oldfield’s lyric in the otherwise flawless Moonlight Shadow – “4 am in the morning”… Oh there’s a 4am in the afternoon or evening as well then ?

    Another constant source of personal dismay is how many lyrics I have absorbed over the years, enabling me to sing along verbatim, despite how utterly dreadful the song may be.

    • That part of Moonight Shadow always irritates me too, what was wrong with 4 o’clock in the morning, it fits the rhythm and isn’t tautology.

  5. Whilst I’m wittering on, I have great respect for any songwriter who can slip a rude word past the BBC censors and get it aired.

    Chumbawumba – Tub Thumping – “pissing the night away” played reasonably regularly on R2 and yet you’d have Ken Bruce blowing a gasket if you uttered that word during Plopmaster.

    Lots of “pissing” in Jam songs too (That’s Entertainment, Funeral Pyre)

    • Funeral Pyre is my favourite song by The Jam.

      From a time when being edgy, opinionated and calling out those in charge actually meant something. Not like today when making a point gets drowned out by virtual signalling snowflake cunts.

    • Far better to listen to bands that happily mention “cunt” and “fuck” as freely as possible, viz. Sleaford Mods (Graham, Blackbeard Was etc. ) and Half Man Half Biscuit for thoughtful lyrics.

      • The Wildhearts ! Single version of “I wanna go where the people go” had to have a word silenced in the line: “I wanna be where the cunts like me are buried 6 feet underground” Guess which one ?

        They never released “My baby is a headfuck” sadly.

      • I like old school Aphex Twin, but Richard James turned out to be a real cunt when he started calling his song titles after computer errors Also his newer stuff sounds like its intended for literal robots

      • Has anyone noticed what the snowflakes have done to Dire Straits Money For Nothing? I fucking hate censorship of music. If the cunts don’t like the lyrics then the spineless bastards shouldn’t play the song at all.

      • Falcos Riock me Amadeus has the word cunt as loud as the day is long. He even makes a point of really pronouncing it. The song is largely in German. Sneaky. It’s regularly played on radio 2 along with pretty va cuuunt by the sex pistols. Always makes me smile.

  6. Calvin Harris
    #I’ve got to stop waiting for you
    And move onto someone new
    But everything around me is blue
    The color that reminds me of you#

    Well done mate that’s something I could have knocked up in primary school you utter fucking millionaire cunt.

  7. i quite like ‘once upon a time i was falling in love now i’m only falling apart ‘.
    know the feeling

    • And theres nothing I can do,a total eclipse of the cunt

      That songs gets extra props for sounding like stevie nicks the cunt

  8. This stuff really makes me angry. ISAC is hitting the big issues.

    1. Someone left the cake out in the rain.”
    What pustule wrote this?
    Who the fuck let it be recorded?
    What burst haemorrhoid saw fit to publish/release/broadcast it?

    2. “How am I supposed to live without you?”
    don’t care but I’ll be fucking fine, that’s why I’m leaving, cunt

    3. “Objects in the rear view mirror etc”
    By Jim Steinmann the imbecilic cockburbling cunt

    Fuck right orffffff cahrntssss

    • MacArthur Park was Jimmy Webb. (Galveston, Wichita Lineman, etc). Must get a copy of his autobiography ’cause he sounded a proper funny cunt when interviewed on R2.

      • MacArthur’s Park lyrics is too stupid but it makes me laugh almost every time so i’ll give it that

  9. I am the egg man,
    I am the egg man,
    I am the walrus!
    Still liked Lennon though, warts an’all.

  10. does anyone actually know what fuck the McArthur Park is supposed to be the fuck about? i could google it but i can;t be arsed even if i can be arsed to type this.

  11. Have never ever taken any notice of the song lyrics.

    Only interested in the music.

    • …in which case wait until the song you like comes out on karaoke CD, Wills – No vocals – job sorted !

      • I like the vocals as an accompaniment, but don’t really care what words they are using. Immaterial to me.

        Hope that makes sense.

  12. The lyrics to While my Guitar are poor and George also has form with Badge.
    (I told you bout our kid now he’s married to Mabel etc) However, both are great songs notable for Clapton’s wailing guitar.
    Also, George wrote Here Comes the Sun and Something, so I forgive him everything.

    • And Taxman… and Within You Without You… and Blue Jay Way… although I accept you probably wouldn’t like the last two Cuntstable.

      But in the immortal words of Foghorn Leghorn: “Ah sez boy, ah could be wrong!”

      • Listened to Taxman yesterday as it happens. Just gets better. Fantastic bass, power chords (which I think might also be Macca) great drumming.
        I did think Blue Jay Way was a droning filler.

      • In that case please accept ‘Think For Yourself’ as a substitute. Compliments of the management.

  13. In the Seventeenth century a group of poets would meet together to write sonnet between them. Each contributing a line. Maybe a bit much for us on here. But we do have to the modern poetry of Rap. Maybe we could create our own. I’ll strart-

    THE ISAC RAP

    Extinction Rebellion on my TV screen
    I clicked on ISAC just to vent my spleen

    • Emma Thompson is a stupid shit
      Thank fuck, she’ll piss off in a bit (by jet plane naturally)

  14. I agree, most, if not all, modern song lyrics make no sense to me at all.

    This is why I have barely moved on from The Macc Lads, at least I understand what they mean.

    • God, you lot listen to some crap music. No wonder you don’t like the lyrics. Try listening to some decent folk rock like the Decemberists and The National. It will give you a new outlook on life!

      • I was being somewhat tongue in cheek!

        I hope you were too after listening to a few minutes of that dirge, but I’m not 100% sure.

        New outlook on life? Amen to that brother, not to listen to Decemberists or The National sounds like a good outlook to me.

      • Don’t be offended DB. My reply was not a direct one to your comment. It just ended up there as a general comment to the cunting. Hadn’t got a clue who the Macc Lads were till I looked them up. Don’t know of anyone decent whose come out of Macclesfield apart from Brian Redhead.

      • Not offended my end old chap. Don’t recall who Redhead is but upon investigation (God bless google) seems to be from somewhere ‘oop north’ and being from the land of Agatha Christie it is all alien to me up there, cloth caps, whippets, outdoor bogs, permanent winter, chickens running around the kitchen, barely recognisable language etc..’ere pigeon pigeon pigeon, ‘ere pigeon pigeon pigeon and all that that stuff that interests northern folk seems like a foreign land to me.

        Not heard of the Macc Lads? Either you are young or woefully lacking in the 1980’s music scene. Music being a loose term for their offerings. Maybe HMHB rings a bell?

      • the Decemberists came up as a suggestion on Spotify the other day, fucking hideous band

  15. Great nom, Mr P. I’ve spent a pleasant half hour assembling some of my favourite atrocities. Here’s a sample.

    Charlene; ‘I moved like Harlow in Monte Carlo and showed them what I’ve got’
    ABBA; ‘And now you’re working in a bank, a family man, a football fan, and your name is Harry’
    Culture Club; ‘Karma K K K K chameleon, you come and go, you come and go’
    Bobby Goldsboro; One day while I was not at home, while she was there all alone the angels came’ (retch)
    Dylan; ‘Upon four legged forest clouds the cowboy angel rides’ (oh fuck OFF!)
    Beatles; ‘You were in a car crash, and you lost your hair’
    Miley Cyrus; ‘Driving so fast about to piss on myself’ (classy lady!)
    Snap; ‘I’m serious as cancer when I say rhythm is a dancer’
    Ohio Express; ‘Yummy yummy yummy I got love in my tummy’
    Justin Bieber; ‘Swag swag on you, chillin’ by the fire while we eatin’ fondue’
    Razorlight; ‘She asked my name, I told her what it was’
    Rebecca Black; ‘Passing by is a schoolbus in front of me, makes tick tock, wanna scream’

  16. “We all live in a yellow submarine”
    Whatever drugs were they on? And can I have some…?

  17. ‘Theres a club if you’d like to go. You could meet somebody who really loves you. So you go and you stand on your own, and you leave on your own. And you go home and you cry and you want to die’
    The Smiths.

    ‘Power to the one who doesn’t want it’.
    Clawfinger.

    Those are the only lyrics that meant anything to me. Everything my son listens to is non threatening boys singing shit about how a girl who doesn’t think she’s beautiful, actually is. I believe he’s called Ed Sheeran. I call him out as a cunt.

    • The Smiths;’And the music that they constantly play/ says nothing to me about my life’.
      A rare exception.

  18. My Guitar gently weaps is bad lyrics but instrumentally the song works, and i’ll take it anyday over his hare krisna bullshit like my sweet lord or that silly blue jay way drone

  19. Life, oh life, oh life, oh life, 
    Doo, doot doot dooo. 
    Life, oh life, oh life, oh life, 
    Doo, doot dooo

    I’m afraid of the dark, 
    Especially when I’m in a park 
    And there’s no-one else around,

    Oh, I get the shivers 
    I don’t want to see a ghost, 
    It’s a sight that I fear most 
    I’d rather have a piece of toast 
    And watch the evening news

    I shall spare you the rest of this drivel mainly because I am going out to by a stool and a length of rope.

  20. Maybe shit lyrics is the reason I listen to jazz ( some jazz with or without words is crap, I do admit).

    One piece of music I can’t bore of is Albatross, nice to hear M&S use it in their new adverts.

    • Re. jazz- I refer the honourablegentleman to my previous comments when jazz got cunted. Quite rightly, I might add.

  21. As soon as I hear the combination of two words in a song, “my life”, I know it’s going to be self-indulgent whinging shit. You think ‘my life’ is fucking tough with your smartphone and all your high-street clothes and adornments ?? Try being a fucking Bangladeshi eight year old making your material things for three pound a year you twatmong.

    • ‘My Way’ has to be the most self-indulgent piece of shite ever written WokeUp; the anthem for cunts with a huge ego to perform

  22. This is why I prefer electronic music. Sounds such as synths, chords and basslines. Not meaningless drivel about love and materialism.

    It’s very easy to like pop and similar garbage. It’s duration is short, they cram as mush bollocks in as possible that the simpletons can relate to and the producers behind the tracks make catchy hooks and sounds that tickle the listener. It’s simple music for simple people.

    • Quite a fan of electronic music myself synthpop, house, techno, idm or edm whatever its all good music for chilling out imo

  23. A good cunting.
    Any song that rhymes ‘baby’ and ‘crazy’ is the nadir of songwriting. Fuck off.

    Also, Ed Sheeran whingeing; ‘crumbling like pastry’
    You cunt.

    George Ezra; ‘i’ll be riding shot-gun/under-neath the hot-sun’.
    Crap.

    As ive said before on here, nursery rhymes for adults.

    • Oh it’s Ed Sheeran is it, singing about the fucking pastries? I had no idea but that always annoyed the shit out of me if I heard it. What a useless ginger cunt.

  24. Excellent point about shite rhyming CP. My own rhyming hate is every song that rhymes ‘alone’ and ‘telephone’. Lazy songwriting of the worst kind.

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