User:Nacky/Lyrics

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Sometimes I'll have a tune in mind. And I'll think up some lyrics. That's how I roll.

Downtownish[edit | edit source]

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When you're alone and trains are making you crazy
You can always go, downwind
When you've got black clouds, cause chemicals are hazy
It seems weird, I know, downwind
Just listen to thunder coming from underground bases
Run along sidewalks where zombies have neon faces
How can you lose?

The glowing is much brighter there,
You can pretend you're a mutant, forget breathing air
And go downwind, things'll be strange when you're
Downwind - bubbles are rainbows for sure
Downwind - everything's green and fuchsia du jour

Don't hang around, mushroom clouds make you glowie
There are fancy freaks, downwind
Maybe you know some little bunker that's cozy
Or a mosque with sheiks, downwind
Just listen to the rhythm of a gentle writhing breakdance
You'll be dancing too before you're killed by Jack Palance
Happy again

The lights are much brighter now
You're gonna need two eye patches, unless you're Unibrow
So go downwind, where all the lights are on
Downwind - waiting for a bluer bayou
Downwind - you're gonna be on a menu, now

Tell Me On The Subway[edit | edit source]

Don't write a letter, when you want to leave
Don't call me at 3AM, from some third world jail
I'd like to choose, how I hear the news
Take me to a place, that's not the Pleiades
Tell me on the subway, please.

So I just wait here then?

Let me down easy, no big song and dance
Although you've said, it's a show
A big movie with stars
I know the way, we should spend that day
Take me to a zoo, that's got angry bees
Tell me on a Sunday, please.

Don't want to know who's to blame
It won't help knowing
Don't want to fight day and night
But where are you going?
Don't leave in silence, with no word at all
Don't get drunk and fall down the stairs
That's no way to end this, I know how I
Want you to say goodbye.

Find a circus ring, with a panicked D.C.
Tell me when Hell freezes, please.

Don't run off in the pouring rain,
Don't call me and get hit by a train,
Take the hurt out of all the pain

Take me to an ark, that's not overseas
Tell me on a Sunday, please.

Disco Aliens Will Jive[edit | edit source]

At first I was afraid, I was petrified.
Kept thinking I could never live under this air bubble inside.
But then I spent so many nights thinking how you did me wrong,
And I grew blonde, and I grew my hair extra long!
And so you're back, from outer space!
In an ugly spaceship, and a weird alien-looking face!
I should have booby trapped the Fjords,
I should've warped the moon's angle,
Was unsuccessful tryna hide at the Bermuda Triangle.

Go on, now land!
Walk on the sand!
Just remember this!
There are land sharks now, they hate clam.
Weren't you the one who tried to drown me in the sea?
And if it wasn't you, your clone was trying to kill me!
Oh no, not I!
I will survive, oh as soon as I figure it out,
I know I'll reach hyper drive!
I can try to talk to Elon, he knows Mars is where we belong,
And we say so there!
And like, so there!
So there!

It took all the strength I had, not to fall in holes.
Crazy ass mine field, now the Grand Canyon totally blows.
And I spent oh so many nights, tryna to chew through the restraints,
At Area 51's Gates.
Now I flee, and keep my head down,
And if you see me, somebody anon, I'm disguised in E.T.'s pantry,
just stay off of my lawn!

And so you felt like droning in and expect me to be beamed,
Well now I'm prepared for Mega Maid stealing her vacuum so I can clean!