Any song writers in the house?

[Guest Respect The 'Taker]

Just wondering if there are any closet song writers around here that have some serious work they'd be prepared to share with the public.

 

I've been writing a few songs recently, however i've always wanted to see someone else's work that wasn't on the scale of a professional, but more of just someone like me.

 

So if anyone out there has something they feel is worth while, lets see it!

[Guest IDrinkRatsMilk]

I'm a songwriter, but a digital songwriter, so I can't exactly share. But yeah, I am.

[Guest tank_abbott]

Here's a parody I wrote about Serial Killer Ed gein ...Done to the tune of "American Pie"

 

I also have 20+ parodies I have written in the past:Ed Gein's Americana

 

A Long Long Time ago

A man lived who was both meek and vile

And he knew if he had the chance

He'd dress up in skins and go outside to dance

Then He'd be happy for a while

 

Oh but Eddie's secret could make you shiver

The way he'd tear out his victem's liver

When he brought the corpse home

He cut them up

And Explore each inch

He'd cut out Vaginas with pride

Oh Now Eddie Knew what women looked like inside

Soon After Augusta died

 

So (Refrain)

Oh Why Why Augusta did you have to die

You drove Eddie crazy

Now's He's hanging up skins to dry

In the Small town of Plainfield W. I.

They're all asking Why Eddie Why

 

Eddie thought Augusta was pretty like a dove

and She tught him about the God Above

Augusta said the town was full of whores

Impure down to their cores

And God would not approve of their darken souls

So She forbade Eddie from dancin' slow

Cause no girl was pure enough for him

So no girls ever danced with him

 

Oh Eddie never touched no booze

Augusta threatened to abuse

Oh Eddie became one messed up fuck

Dragging home bodies in his pick up truck

He knew how much his life did suck

The day Augusta died

 

(Refrain)

 

Now for a few months Eddie's been on his own

Skinning people to the bone

But that's not how he wants it to be

He wants to see his mother, his queen

Now you may find Eddie obscene

But he was just like you and me

Except for when he was feelin' down

He drank from his victems crown

His house was a mess

Eddie didn't care i guess

And While Eddie read a book of war

Victems heads rolled on the floor

And Eddie danced once again in the dark

Soon after Augusta died

 

(Refrain)

 

Hell's Shelter was on Eddie's farm

During winter or when it was warm

The body count rising fast

And still Eddie danced on the grass

While Churchgoers went to mass

No one looked at this aghast

Now the bodies were smelling up the room

So Eddie choose to burn them soon

And once again dance

But this time he had lost his chance

Cause Kids were playing in his field

And Eddie choose not to unshield

He had to much to reveal

Soon after Augusta died

 

(Refrain)

 

Oh While at the local bar

From Eddie's house not very far

Eddie saw evil here again

So Eddie got his gun and he did stick

The bullet in bartender's back real quick

And sent the she- Devil to Hell

 

Oh no one caught on yet

So Eddie had to reason to fret

He now had a new toy

And he chopped her up, Oh Boy!

On another day, no not a night,

Eddie shot another lady in plain sight

But he left to many clues, alright

Soon after Augusta died

 

(Refrain)

 

So Eddie was caught, but he played dumb

But in his house was a human skin drum

So now his secrets were revealed

Masks, Chairs, Lamps, Vests, and much more

Made of skins , oh what gore

Around his house many bodies lay

 

And in the end the town screamed

This was worse than they could ever dream

The sacred bond of death was broken

Cause Eddie liked women who were Chroken'

And the person he thought most swell

Was Augusta, who made him mentally unwell

He loved her til he came to Hell

Soon after Augusta died

 

(Refrain)

 

So why why did I tell you about this guy?

Drove you loony, with my goony

Local Killer's Cry

Well just stop asking the who, whats, and whys

Cause I'll be a Geiner til the day I die!

[Guest Respect The 'Taker]

Tank....genius.

 

Sick...but genius.

 

UYI

[Guest snuffbox]

Ive written a few. My first music epoch was a couple years ago with very heavy metal. Wrote one full, decent song, but lost the music and lyrics. Best effort I had of the time.

 

Wrote some more late last year when I was able to borrow a guitar for awhile. Much mellower stuff, Smashing Pumpkinsish. Nothing was recorded, and I have no idea how to type my guitar shit on the net, but if your actually interested...I have the lyrics.

[Guest Respect The 'Taker]

Watching me ATTEMPT to play a guitar is truly a sight...really, it is.

 

Lyrics is really what i was after anyways, just to see how different people express themselves and how deeply they do so.

 

So if you got the time, i'd surely read what you got

[Guest IDrinkRatsMilk]

tank, not to point fingers, but I'm pretty sure you didn't write that. I've heard it before.

[Guest Agent of Oblivion]

Everyting I write is on the bass anymore. I used to write lyrics, but most of them were terrible.

[Guest tank_abbott]

I feel the need to defend myself, as I hand wrote that song myself, prior to last summer.

 

I live near where Ed Gein did his crimes, and I am a big "fan" of his.

 

There are alot of songs about Ed written and mass released. Look up the Website titled "The World of Ed Gein" and there's a whole list of them.

 

I have put the song out on a few sites already... however i guess I can't prove its my own unless I invite you over to my house to see the rough draft and many notes I took to write that song...

 

More proof pending...

[Guest tank_abbott]

nate American Pie 04/29/02 4 k

 

There's a copy of the size, date, title, and recepiant of the "American Pie " email, which contained the above parody I wrote....

 

That help my case any???

[Guest snuffbox]

‘Ghosts’

Ingest the still photos

Of your heart and mind

Of every day

Gone wrong or right

 

Embrace the change

And fall for the next

To make you feel

Like you never thought you could

 

As the ghosts of the past remind us

Regrets assume the pose

Of all we thought we’d be

And tomorrow hobbles on

 

Take all you need

And then some more

No empty hands

Walk out my door

 

Our lights of guidance

Begin to fade

As sounds of defiance

Resolve to abate

 

As the ghosts of the past remind us

Regrets assume the pose

Of all we thought we’d be

And tomorrow hobbles on

[Guest snuffbox]

'Vacancy'

So the night did arrive

Peeled from walls of emptiness

The only walls to ever hear your pain

Dreams crash to earth like rain

And all you’ve ever, never asked for

Is the world within your hands

And all you’ve really ever needed

Just the slight things to carry off your day

For the world to you to stop and look at you and all you do

Collar turned to those behind you

You know you’re right, never conform to

 

Pain, you know, like the back of your hand

Fear, like the pain at the back of your head

And to love it seems is the lost part of your heart

 

All alone some more just stand there

Soon a dream dispatched will land there

Solitaire, honed in a blank stare

Your angel’s fake and you don’t care

Lie alone in silent wonder

And another’s dream of you reaches out in slumber

And so a heart lies dormant

Looking for a peak to stand at

To gaze down at those who looked so wrong above you

All is the same, and all is anew

Collar turned to those behind you

You know you’re right, never conform to

You know, you know, you know

From any angle you are the best view

You know you’re right to

Never conform to

Vacancy

Your pain

No

[Guest The Amazing Rando]

i've posted lyrics here before...and they got no response...but if you want to see them...

 

go to http://itsonlywords.com and search for the composer "bigspikehardy" ...that is where all my stuff is...though I would gladdy post some of them here under request...

[Guest Angle-plex]

My new years resolution is to write my first song, then play it on my guitar. So far I have nothing.

[Guest AM The Kid]

I've tried, got a chorus down and the tune.

[Guest saturnmark4life]

Like AoO, I write songs on my bass al the time and will for evermore, for I do so love my bass so, so much bah gawd. I have the lyrical/vocal capacity of a nu grunge musican. (none) I can come up with cool random statements but can't fit them to music for shit.

[Guest IDrinkRatsMilk]

nate American Pie 04/29/02 4 k

 

There's a copy of the size, date, title, and recepiant of the "American Pie " email, which contained the above parody I wrote....

 

That help my case any???

Alright, I believe you, dude. You know how it is, those Ed Gein parodies get passed around like yo mama jokes at a wigger convention. I'm impressed though, as that's one of the better (and longer) ones I've seen.

[Guest CoreyLazarus416]

I've written a few songs, but none of them have I had more pride in than this tune. The title is taken from a song my buddy Steve and I wrote when we were forming a band, but we decided to go opposite ways due to musical differences (I wanted a hardcore power/thrash hybrid, he wanted to jam to Cannibal Corpse and Sabbath). So I wrote my own lyrics to the song, wrote my own riffs (I wrote all but one of the riffs to the song anyways), and kept my chorus.

 

"No Place For Man"

 

INTRO

We're going to war...

 

VERSE 1

And so, at dawn, the soldier marches on

With fear and life in his eyes

He never will forget the words his father said

Regardless of how hard he tries

Reach the next town, his muddy clothes brown

He gets ready to celebrate his life

Looking for a girl to make his mind swirl

A woman that isn't his wife

He wipes off the dust, mind filled with lust

A woman that makes him feel alive

Body turns to mush, acting like a putz

As he loses his will to survive

The siren is declared, the soldier feels repaired

No longer thinking of this hell

He grabs his helmet fast, perhaps this won't last

And so he thinks to himself

 

CHORUS

This is no

Place for man (x3)

 

INTERLUDE 2

Back to the fields...

 

VERSE 2

Orders coming from the setting of the sun

Orders to commit suicide

Tries to keep his couth, no knowledge of the truth

Just goes along for the ride

Friends dying alone, the king gets his throne

By the blood of his brother

Spirit is worn, clothes tattered and torn

Then he turns around to kill another

Slay your enemy, destroy his family

Firey death that awaits

Burn the village down, houses to the ground

Destroy the city's gates

A simple young man, no knowledge of the plan

Does everything that they tell

Witness the violence, deafened but no silence

As he thinks to himself

 

CHORUS

This is no

Place for man (x3)

 

INTERLUDE 3

NAPALM

Burn it all down

 

INTERLUDE 3

BODIES

Dropping to the ground

 

CHORUS

This is no

Place for man (x6)

 

 

I could type up the guitar tabs, but that'd take me a LONG time...

[Guest JAxlMorrison]

I used to own my own website with all my stuff on it while I was trying to get a band going. I have kind of slowed up, as in instead of writing a song a day, I might write one every month or two.

Either way, I have a lot of stuff on www.geocities.com/jbored105/opener.html if you are interested in checking them out. I think the best stuff is in the New Songs section.

[Guest The Amazing Rando]

dude... ^^^ that is sweet Corey

[Guest Respect The 'Taker]

Dug your work that was online, Rando. Very cool.

 

Same to you, Corey, i thought i'd get a response out of you on this thread, you seem the sort.

[Guest CoreyLazarus416]

You calling me a stupid goth, UYI? Because you know how them stupid goths are ALWAYS writing song lyrics...

 

And the rest of my work is nowhere near par with "No Place For Man," except for my three best comedy songs for my old comedy band The Wesux ("Theodore The Paranoid Gnome" parts 1, 2, and 3).

[Guest Respect The 'Taker]

You calling me a stupid goth, UYI? Because you know how them stupid goths are ALWAYS writing song lyrics...

Ahh...since im unsure whether your seriously asking me that or trying to make me laugh i'll just leave it.

 

It was a compliment, anyway, i was noting my admiration for your creativity

[Guest The Amazing Rando]

I'm definitely not a stupid goth...and i'm always writing song lyrics...

 

apparently pretty goods ones by UYIs standards...whatever those may be...

[Guest Respect The 'Taker]

Damn high standards!!!

[Guest Agent of Oblivion]

Like AoO, I write songs on my bass al the time and will for evermore, for I do so love my bass so, so much bah gawd. I have the lyrical/vocal capacity of a nu grunge musican. (none) I can come up with cool random statements but can't fit them to music for shit.

I've written a few 6-10 second grind songs though.

 

"Lego entrails, plastic glands."

 

"Bring me my pipe and slippers before I molest you."

 

"Cloud my eyes with scarab lids, I cannot see through lead."

 

Utter gibberish and tripe, all of it, but fun to play. By the way, that was three different songs in their entirety.

 

By the way, the titles of those songs go as follows: Synthetic Lymph, Weird Uncle Violet, and 20/20. They're basically outbursts and nothing more.

[Guest CoreyLazarus416]

Just re-wrote this tune, as the previous lyrics didn't go with the music AT ALL...

 

"AKKK-47"

 

VERSE 1

Lying mouths and foolish minds

Trying to survive on borrowed time

Chickenhawks with a hand to the sky

Trying to survive on borrowed

 

BRIDGE

Spread the word (spread the word)

Of stupid dreams (of stupid dreams)

Kill the color (kill the color)

The leader screams

Nothing lives (nothing lives)

That isn't us (that isn't us)

In our God (in our God)

Our lives we trust

No more blacks (no more blacks)

Only whites (only whites)

Long to see (long to see)

Fires burning bright

And no more (and no more)

Time to die (time to die)

Too bad for you (bad for you)

That I got my...

 

CHORUS:

A KK K

47 (x8)

 

VERSE 2

Civil unrest and the purest lies

Trying to survive on borrowed time

Through the hoods I see fear in their eyes

Trying to survive on borrowed time

 

BRIDGE

Spread the word (spread the word)

Of stupid dreams (of stupid dreams)

Kill the color (kill the color)

The leader screams

Nothing lives (nothing lives)

That isn't us (that isn't us)

In our God (in our God)

Our lives we trust

No more blacks (no more blacks)

Only whites (only whites)

Long to see (long to see)

Fires burning bright

And no more (and no more)

Time to die (time to die)

Too bad for you (bad for you)

That I got my...

 

CHORUS:

A KK K

47 (x8)

 

BRIDGE

Spread the word (spread the word)

Of stupid dreams (of stupid dreams)

Kill the color (kill the color)

The leader screams

Nothing lives (nothing lives)

That isn't us (that isn't us)

In our God (in our God)

Our lives we trust

No more blacks (no more blacks)

Only whites (only whites)

Long to see (long to see)

Fires burning bright

And no more (and no more)

Time to die (time to die)

Too bad for you (bad for you)

That I got my...

 

CHORUS:

A KK K

47 (x16)

[Guest saturnmark4life]

st00pid goth

[Guest R2DFooster McSockman]

I posted these lyrics on another board as an (attempted) parody of the other sub-Linkin Park "woe is me!" crap that filled their artists forum:

 

 

Broken heart cannot be mended,

Black mist seeps out, will not be ended,

The agony ever-growing in me,

Burns as fire in my eyes for all to see.

 

My scarred soul can never sleep,

Fire still in eyes while they do weep,

Eternal suffering I've already met,

Forever holding that one last regret.

 

Salt in the wounds which will never heal,

From me my innocence you did steal,

Never to return, leaving me shattered,

Grind me up and leave me scattered.

 

 

People complimented my work. I cried.