Something's Wrong
- Pigfarmer Jr
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Something's Wrong
Something's Wrong
Pigfarmer Jr
I don't understand why you left me here alone
I don't understand what it is I did
Won't you please come home?
When you left you locked the door
Said that you'd be back
But you've been gone too long
I've been waiting all night through
Just want to be with you
But I think something's wrong
I don't understand, where could you be?
I need you here
I don't like to whine but I've got to go
I need something to eat
When you left you locked the door
Said that you'd be back
But I think something's wrong
Pigfarmer Jr
I don't understand why you left me here alone
I don't understand what it is I did
Won't you please come home?
When you left you locked the door
Said that you'd be back
But you've been gone too long
I've been waiting all night through
Just want to be with you
But I think something's wrong
I don't understand, where could you be?
I need you here
I don't like to whine but I've got to go
I need something to eat
When you left you locked the door
Said that you'd be back
But I think something's wrong
Last edited by Pigfarmer Jr on Thu Jan 23, 2020 5:26 am, edited 2 times in total.
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- Æpplês&vØdkã
- Push Comes to Shove
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Re: Something's Wrong
Phlebia - Something's Wrong
Day after day they seem the same, the same stale air, it's such a shame
To resonate with the myth of Sisyphus in so damn many ways
To make a mountain out a of a hill, a gaping chasm from a hollow
Fill your reservoir with Chinese water torture
And when I look into your face, I see malaise, illusory smile lines
And lost potential fading, sullen ennui prevailing
And everlasting disappointment, so intangible, so intractible
I wish the tides would recede and take your depression along with them
If there's a difference between you and I, it's yours goes inward, mine goes outward
I'm not talking about our sexes; rather how our fears manifest themselves
A subtle feeling of dread, radiates from the base of my head
And a rising sense that somewhere, something's going terribly wrong
Something's wrong (somewhere...somehow...)
Nothing's right (I find it difficult to explain it...)
Something's wrong (everywhere...every now...)
It's not alright (If only I could contain it...)
And so we plan our escape -- distractions found in glowing pixel screens
Our magic rectangles than show us what we please, when we please
A baseless effort to squeeze out one more tiny drop of dopamine
We're dislocated from our geography
Why do they call it fight or flight when neither is an option?
Why do our pulses race? Why do we feel debased?
Wandering mindless with no sense of place? Well in in any case,
If life's a race, we'd all be tripping on our shoelaces.
Something's wrong (somewhere...somehow)
Nothing's right (and the cause is so nebulous)
Something's wrong (right here...right now...)
It's not all right (this existential burden)
(we're born...we grow...we age...we fall...we die...)
Day after day they seem the same, the same stale air, it's such a shame
To resonate with the myth of Sisyphus in so damn many ways
To make a mountain out a of a hill, a gaping chasm from a hollow
Fill your reservoir with Chinese water torture
And when I look into your face, I see malaise, illusory smile lines
And lost potential fading, sullen ennui prevailing
And everlasting disappointment, so intangible, so intractible
I wish the tides would recede and take your depression along with them
If there's a difference between you and I, it's yours goes inward, mine goes outward
I'm not talking about our sexes; rather how our fears manifest themselves
A subtle feeling of dread, radiates from the base of my head
And a rising sense that somewhere, something's going terribly wrong
Something's wrong (somewhere...somehow...)
Nothing's right (I find it difficult to explain it...)
Something's wrong (everywhere...every now...)
It's not alright (If only I could contain it...)
And so we plan our escape -- distractions found in glowing pixel screens
Our magic rectangles than show us what we please, when we please
A baseless effort to squeeze out one more tiny drop of dopamine
We're dislocated from our geography
Why do they call it fight or flight when neither is an option?
Why do our pulses race? Why do we feel debased?
Wandering mindless with no sense of place? Well in in any case,
If life's a race, we'd all be tripping on our shoelaces.
Something's wrong (somewhere...somehow)
Nothing's right (and the cause is so nebulous)
Something's wrong (right here...right now...)
It's not all right (this existential burden)
(we're born...we grow...we age...we fall...we die...)
Last edited by Æpplês&vØdkã on Tue Jan 14, 2020 12:56 pm, edited 1 time in total.
I'm afraid this one fails on pretty much every level for me. - Jim of Seattle
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- ken
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Re: Something's Wrong
Ken's Super Duper Band 'n Stuff
Am Am C G x2
C C G G
Dark clouds in the sky
Casts shadows over you and I
Sends shivers down my spine
An ominous sign
Dm C G G
Something’s Wrong
But we don’t know what it is
But there is
Something Wrong
But we don’t know what it is
G
A black cat crossed our path
While stepping over all the cracks
Nearby a car crashed
Too late to turn back
Chorus
Am Am C G
There’s a mystery unfolding
From this talisman I’m holding
I can feel a cold wind blowing
A secret soon exposing
Am Am C G x2
C C G G
Dark clouds in the sky
Casts shadows over you and I
Sends shivers down my spine
An ominous sign
Dm C G G
Something’s Wrong
But we don’t know what it is
But there is
Something Wrong
But we don’t know what it is
G
A black cat crossed our path
While stepping over all the cracks
Nearby a car crashed
Too late to turn back
Chorus
Am Am C G
There’s a mystery unfolding
From this talisman I’m holding
I can feel a cold wind blowing
A secret soon exposing
Ken's Super Duper Band 'n Stuff - Berkeley Social Scene - Tiny Robots - Seamus Collective - Semolina Pilchards - Cutie Pies - Explino! - Bravo Bros. - 2 from 14 - and more!
i would just like to remind everyone that Ken eats kittens - blue lang
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- Paco Del Stinko
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- Submitting as: Paco del Stinko
- Location: Massachusetts. God save the Commonwealth!
Re: Something's Wrong
Something's Wrong - Paco del Stinko
You stood over your sister while she slept
Naked and holding a knife
If your parents hadn't come home
Would you have taken her life
Bless the cars as they pass
From the corner all day long
God talks through your radio
Even though it's not turned on
Something's wrong (something's wrong)
Something is wrong (something's wrong)
Something's wrong (something)
And it won't get gone
Eating raw bacon with whiskey
While you walk the length of the river
Yelling to nobody there
And a stare that gives you shivers
Something's wrong (something's wrong)
Something is wrong (something's wrong)
Something's wrong (something)
And it won't get gone
You came from polo country
And your father put down your horse
And then you bludgeoned him dead (your own father)
You thought it the natural course (you thought it the natural course)
You thought it the natural course (you thought it the natural course)
You thought it the natural course
Something's wrong
You stood over your sister while she slept
Naked and holding a knife
If your parents hadn't come home
Would you have taken her life
Bless the cars as they pass
From the corner all day long
God talks through your radio
Even though it's not turned on
Something's wrong (something's wrong)
Something is wrong (something's wrong)
Something's wrong (something)
And it won't get gone
Eating raw bacon with whiskey
While you walk the length of the river
Yelling to nobody there
And a stare that gives you shivers
Something's wrong (something's wrong)
Something is wrong (something's wrong)
Something's wrong (something)
And it won't get gone
You came from polo country
And your father put down your horse
And then you bludgeoned him dead (your own father)
You thought it the natural course (you thought it the natural course)
You thought it the natural course (you thought it the natural course)
You thought it the natural course
Something's wrong
Bringin' the stink since 2006.
- medavox
- Ain't Talkin' 'Bout Love
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- Instruments: Western stringed fretted things. And sometimes Cajon
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- Location: Prydain
- Contact:
Re: Something's Wrong
medavox
VERSE 1
-------
Well I tried all the things that you told me
Even though yours is Phillips and mine is Sony
Yes I turned it off and on again, what do you take me for?
Some kind of idiooooot
Is it normal to hear a buzzing sound?
especially when I sneeze or turn around?
Should the room really be spinning round like that?
I just checked, and yes it's plugged into the back
CHORUS
----------------
Something's wrong
something is definitely wrong
I don't quite know what
So please stop asking me
Something is wrong
Do I need a doctor?
or the manufacturer
No-one seems to know
Do I need a doctor?
or the manufacturer
no-one is quite sure
apparently
VERSE 2
-------
Should I fully defrost the cat
before putting it in the microwave?
I think we should have turned left instead of right
yesterday
Is that toast, that I smell burning?
Or just a pain in my upper arm?
I HAVE been pressing the button but nothing's happening
it says "not found" HERE COMES THE GROUND!
CHORUS
----------------
Something's wrong
something is definitely wrong
I just don't know what
So please stop asking me
Something is wrong
Do I need a doctor?
or the manufacturer
No-one seems to know
Do I need a doctor?
or the manufacturer
yes that's the point of this song
VERSE 3
-------
spoilt blond babies are leading us to ruin
egging on the far right wing
look at the silly men with their silly hair
oh it's such a joke until it all ends in war...
Millions of homeless and the rich still getting richer
The internet is turning everyone against each other
Everyone has shown that they will believe utter nonsense
and do nothing about it while they've got their entertainment...
OUTRO
But Anywaaaaaaaayyyyy
But Anywaaaaaaaayyyyy
But Anywaaaaaaaayyyyy
But Anywaaaaaaaayyyyy
Let's talk about, let's talk about
anything else
Let's talk about, let's talk about
anything else
VERSE 1
-------
Well I tried all the things that you told me
Even though yours is Phillips and mine is Sony
Yes I turned it off and on again, what do you take me for?
Some kind of idiooooot
Is it normal to hear a buzzing sound?
especially when I sneeze or turn around?
Should the room really be spinning round like that?
I just checked, and yes it's plugged into the back
CHORUS
----------------
Something's wrong
something is definitely wrong
I don't quite know what
So please stop asking me
Something is wrong
Do I need a doctor?
or the manufacturer
No-one seems to know
Do I need a doctor?
or the manufacturer
no-one is quite sure
apparently
VERSE 2
-------
Should I fully defrost the cat
before putting it in the microwave?
I think we should have turned left instead of right
yesterday
Is that toast, that I smell burning?
Or just a pain in my upper arm?
I HAVE been pressing the button but nothing's happening
it says "not found" HERE COMES THE GROUND!
CHORUS
----------------
Something's wrong
something is definitely wrong
I just don't know what
So please stop asking me
Something is wrong
Do I need a doctor?
or the manufacturer
No-one seems to know
Do I need a doctor?
or the manufacturer
yes that's the point of this song
VERSE 3
-------
spoilt blond babies are leading us to ruin
egging on the far right wing
look at the silly men with their silly hair
oh it's such a joke until it all ends in war...
Millions of homeless and the rich still getting richer
The internet is turning everyone against each other
Everyone has shown that they will believe utter nonsense
and do nothing about it while they've got their entertainment...
OUTRO
But Anywaaaaaaaayyyyy
But Anywaaaaaaaayyyyy
But Anywaaaaaaaayyyyy
But Anywaaaaaaaayyyyy
Let's talk about, let's talk about
anything else
Let's talk about, let's talk about
anything else
- glennny
- Jump
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- Location: Castro Valley, California
Re: Something's Wrong
Something’s Wrong
G major, 145bpm
by glennny
Intro- 7/8
| D7 | Am, F#dim | D7 | Cmaj7, D7| (x4)
Pre-Verse -5/8
| Bm | D7,Em | D7, Em | D7, Em | (x2)
Verse 1-9/4
|Em, G, Em, Bm, D7| (x4)
Wandering through possibility
You take a clue and try to look at me
You’re welcome to my fantasy
Someday soon it’ll mean to be
Pre-chorus 1-9/8
| CCCDCCCCDCD | (x8)
Then as the wind blows
You are my silly little obsession
So go the clouds on it
I find it hard to make an earnest confession
Nothing can come of it
CHORUS -7/8
| G, Bm | D, Bm | (x4)
Uh Oh, something’s wrong
I can not follow along
She’s either crazy or I’m dumb
Post-Chorus 5/8
| C, D | (x4)
Pre-Verse -5/8
Verse 2- 9/4
Taking time to give up the fight
A sharp decline in the air tonight
Throwing shade on the awful white
I lost the grip and then found the bite
Pre-chorus 2-9/8
Then when the ground shakes
I make the heady riddle connection
Out in the cold sober
I want the earliest possible detection
Taking my turn over
CHORUS -7/8
Oh No!, something’s wrong
I can not follow along
She may be crazy, but I’m dumb
Post-Chorus 5/8
Solo- 5/8
|Am, C| D, Em | D, Em | D, Em | (x4)
Intro-7/8
Pre-chorus 3-9/8
Deep in the ocean
We come to the inevitable conclusion
Swimming against current
We keep on mixing up the solution
It’s not a deterrent
CHORUS 7/8
Oh No!, something’s wrong
I can not follow along
She may be crazy, but I’m dumb
G major, 145bpm
by glennny
Intro- 7/8
| D7 | Am, F#dim | D7 | Cmaj7, D7| (x4)
Pre-Verse -5/8
| Bm | D7,Em | D7, Em | D7, Em | (x2)
Verse 1-9/4
|Em, G, Em, Bm, D7| (x4)
Wandering through possibility
You take a clue and try to look at me
You’re welcome to my fantasy
Someday soon it’ll mean to be
Pre-chorus 1-9/8
| CCCDCCCCDCD | (x8)
Then as the wind blows
You are my silly little obsession
So go the clouds on it
I find it hard to make an earnest confession
Nothing can come of it
CHORUS -7/8
| G, Bm | D, Bm | (x4)
Uh Oh, something’s wrong
I can not follow along
She’s either crazy or I’m dumb
Post-Chorus 5/8
| C, D | (x4)
Pre-Verse -5/8
Verse 2- 9/4
Taking time to give up the fight
A sharp decline in the air tonight
Throwing shade on the awful white
I lost the grip and then found the bite
Pre-chorus 2-9/8
Then when the ground shakes
I make the heady riddle connection
Out in the cold sober
I want the earliest possible detection
Taking my turn over
CHORUS -7/8
Oh No!, something’s wrong
I can not follow along
She may be crazy, but I’m dumb
Post-Chorus 5/8
Solo- 5/8
|Am, C| D, Em | D, Em | D, Em | (x4)
Intro-7/8
Pre-chorus 3-9/8
Deep in the ocean
We come to the inevitable conclusion
Swimming against current
We keep on mixing up the solution
It’s not a deterrent
CHORUS 7/8
Oh No!, something’s wrong
I can not follow along
She may be crazy, but I’m dumb
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- vowlvom
- Ice Cream Man
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Something's Wrong by Vom Vorton
We're on the edge right now
Pissing from the precipice
watching crystals drift into the void
And in the hedge just now
I swear I heard some sparrows
Singing Sabbath's "Paranoid"
Oh no
Something's Wrong
Something maybe can be fixed
But we don't have long
Oh no
Something's Wrong
Something’s Wrong.
We’ve got to pick the car park
where our cars will stay
for the rest of time
So we can watch the weeds grow
through the engines
Through the grease and grime
Oh no
Something's Wrong
Something maybe can be fixed
But we don't have very long
Oh no
Something's Wrong
Something’s Wrong.
Oh no
Something's destroyed
Something that we used to love
cast into the void
Oh no
something’s wrong
something’s wrong
We're on the edge right now
Pissing from the precipice
watching crystals drift into the void
And in the hedge just now
I swear I heard some sparrows
Singing Sabbath's "Paranoid"
Oh no
Something's Wrong
Something maybe can be fixed
But we don't have long
Oh no
Something's Wrong
Something’s Wrong.
We’ve got to pick the car park
where our cars will stay
for the rest of time
So we can watch the weeds grow
through the engines
Through the grease and grime
Oh no
Something's Wrong
Something maybe can be fixed
But we don't have very long
Oh no
Something's Wrong
Something’s Wrong.
Oh no
Something's destroyed
Something that we used to love
cast into the void
Oh no
something’s wrong
something’s wrong
- WreckdoMelle
- Push Comes to Shove
- Posts: 359
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- Instruments: Gibson SG, clarinet, tuba, bass guitar, baritone horn, mandolin, vox, sax (sorta)
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- Pronouns: she/her
- Location: Austin, TX
- Contact:
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Brown Word and the Big Whine - Something's Wrong
Fish are swimming backwards upstream
Birds are falling down from the trees
Lighting striking twice and thrice and four times
Lions, tigers, bears running blind
Oh can't you feel it - something's wrong
It's everloving chaos, the earth is standing still
Nothing is way it was, today's a living hell
Sun is black and fire's cold as ice
Arctic boils, the deserts turn to glass
All your yesterdays cease to be
Ripping your face pain is ecstacy
The floor is lava, air is gasoline
I'd say it was the rapture but you're still here with me
Oh can't you feel it - something's wrong
It's everloving chaos, the earth is standing still
Nothing is way it was, today's a living hell
Fish are swimming backwards upstream
Birds are falling down from the trees
Lighting striking twice and thrice and four times
Lions, tigers, bears running blind
Oh can't you feel it - something's wrong
It's everloving chaos, the earth is standing still
Nothing is way it was, today's a living hell
Sun is black and fire's cold as ice
Arctic boils, the deserts turn to glass
All your yesterdays cease to be
Ripping your face pain is ecstacy
The floor is lava, air is gasoline
I'd say it was the rapture but you're still here with me
Oh can't you feel it - something's wrong
It's everloving chaos, the earth is standing still
Nothing is way it was, today's a living hell
Brown Word and the Big Whine on Bandcamp:
http://brownwordandthebigwhine.bandcamp.com
http://brownwordandthebigwhine.bandcamp.com
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- Panama
- Posts: 974
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- Pronouns: she/her
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- Contact:
Re: Something's Wrong
Something's Wrong
miscellaneous owl
Down in the canyon, the summer birds all sing
My dad and his friend take my arms and swing me way up high
And for a moment there I feel like I can fly
Swing, swing, I swing a little higher
Sing, sing, I toss my voice up towards the moon
It rises in a sharp and wordless tune
As my elbow separates and I feel the dislocation
I feel the dislocation
Something's wrong
But my dad says it's OK
And my mom says, no need to cry
Something's wrong, but I know
They can fix it, just give it time
When things are bad, they'll make it better
The big lesson of '85:
Things break, but not forever
They'll put it back together, and I'll be fine
I found a speckled robin's egg, blue as the sky
My friend wants to hold it, then she starts to toss it way up high
And now the sunny yellow yolk looks like an eye
But my dad says it's OK
And my mom says, no need to cry
Something's wrong, but I know
They can fix it, just give it time
When things are bad, they'll make it better
The big lesson of '85:
Things break, but not forever
They'll put it back together, and I'll be fine
Now the house is filled with boxes that I can hide inside
We're packing up, the two of us, just my mom and I, I'm not sure why
But now we're driving and we've left my dad behind
Did they even try?
But my dad says it's OK
And my mom says, no need to cry
Something's wrong, but I know
They can fix it, just give it time
When things are bad, they'll make it better
The big lesson of '85:
Things break, but not forever
They'll put it back together, and I'll be fine
Things break, but not forever
They'll put it back together, and I'll be fine
miscellaneous owl
Down in the canyon, the summer birds all sing
My dad and his friend take my arms and swing me way up high
And for a moment there I feel like I can fly
Swing, swing, I swing a little higher
Sing, sing, I toss my voice up towards the moon
It rises in a sharp and wordless tune
As my elbow separates and I feel the dislocation
I feel the dislocation
Something's wrong
But my dad says it's OK
And my mom says, no need to cry
Something's wrong, but I know
They can fix it, just give it time
When things are bad, they'll make it better
The big lesson of '85:
Things break, but not forever
They'll put it back together, and I'll be fine
I found a speckled robin's egg, blue as the sky
My friend wants to hold it, then she starts to toss it way up high
And now the sunny yellow yolk looks like an eye
But my dad says it's OK
And my mom says, no need to cry
Something's wrong, but I know
They can fix it, just give it time
When things are bad, they'll make it better
The big lesson of '85:
Things break, but not forever
They'll put it back together, and I'll be fine
Now the house is filled with boxes that I can hide inside
We're packing up, the two of us, just my mom and I, I'm not sure why
But now we're driving and we've left my dad behind
Did they even try?
But my dad says it's OK
And my mom says, no need to cry
Something's wrong, but I know
They can fix it, just give it time
When things are bad, they'll make it better
The big lesson of '85:
Things break, but not forever
They'll put it back together, and I'll be fine
Things break, but not forever
They'll put it back together, and I'll be fine
- crumpart
- Ice Cream Man
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- Contact:
Re: Something's Wrong
Something's Wrong - Hot Pink Halo
***
Dear Governor-General
I've watched from afar
As the tragedy back home
Unfolds
We know to expect flames
But something is wrong
And I lay blame squarely
On the government's shoulders
Dear Governor-General
I cried back in May
As a billionaire bought
The election
I walked streets lined with posters
That denied climate change
All in the name of
Economic protection
My country is burning
And I'd like to fire
The government
Dear Governor-General
I am filled with rage
It's searing white hot in
My core
I do what I can and I
Try to stay positive
But they're stealing our futures
And each day they take more
Dear Governor-General
They lie and they spin
As they grasp at the tendrils
Of power
One day they will fall and
I hope that it's now
As ash rains from above
And the land is devoured
My country is burning
And I'd like to fire
The government
Dear Governor-General I ask this of you
As they bring shame and blacken our reputation
Please do what you can to do right right now
Waltz Matilda along so we can rebuild the nation
My country is burning
And I'd like to fire
The government
My country is burning
And I'd like to fire
The government
Dear Governor-General
***
Dear Governor-General
I've watched from afar
As the tragedy back home
Unfolds
We know to expect flames
But something is wrong
And I lay blame squarely
On the government's shoulders
Dear Governor-General
I cried back in May
As a billionaire bought
The election
I walked streets lined with posters
That denied climate change
All in the name of
Economic protection
My country is burning
And I'd like to fire
The government
Dear Governor-General
I am filled with rage
It's searing white hot in
My core
I do what I can and I
Try to stay positive
But they're stealing our futures
And each day they take more
Dear Governor-General
They lie and they spin
As they grasp at the tendrils
Of power
One day they will fall and
I hope that it's now
As ash rains from above
And the land is devoured
My country is burning
And I'd like to fire
The government
Dear Governor-General I ask this of you
As they bring shame and blacken our reputation
Please do what you can to do right right now
Waltz Matilda along so we can rebuild the nation
My country is burning
And I'd like to fire
The government
My country is burning
And I'd like to fire
The government
Dear Governor-General
Devil’s got me Lindt! Devil’s got me Lindt!
- ken
- Hot for Teacher
- Posts: 3871
- Joined: Sat Sep 25, 2004 6:10 pm
- Instruments: Guitar, bass, drums, keys
- Recording Method: MOTU 828x, Cubase 10
- Submitting as: Ken's Super Duper Band 'n Stuff
- Pronouns: he/him
- Location: oakland, ca
- Contact:
Re: Something's Wrong
Ken's Super Duper Band 'n Stuff
Am Am C G x2
C C G G
Dark clouds in the sky
Casts shadows over you and I
Sends shivers down my spine
An ominous sign
Dm C G G
Something’s Wrong
But we don’t know what it is
But there is
Something Wrong
But we don’t know what it is
G
A black cat crossed our path
While stepping over all the cracks
Nearby a car crashed
Too late to turn back
Chorus
Am Am C G
There’s a mystery unfolding
From this talisman I’m holding
I can feel a cold wind blowing
A secret soon exposing
Am Am C G x2
C C G G
Dark clouds in the sky
Casts shadows over you and I
Sends shivers down my spine
An ominous sign
Dm C G G
Something’s Wrong
But we don’t know what it is
But there is
Something Wrong
But we don’t know what it is
G
A black cat crossed our path
While stepping over all the cracks
Nearby a car crashed
Too late to turn back
Chorus
Am Am C G
There’s a mystery unfolding
From this talisman I’m holding
I can feel a cold wind blowing
A secret soon exposing
Ken's Super Duper Band 'n Stuff - Berkeley Social Scene - Tiny Robots - Seamus Collective - Semolina Pilchards - Cutie Pies - Explino! - Bravo Bros. - 2 from 14 - and more!
i would just like to remind everyone that Ken eats kittens - blue lang
i would just like to remind everyone that Ken eats kittens - blue lang
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- Ain't Talkin' 'Bout Love
- Posts: 54
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- Instruments: Uke
- Recording Method: GarageBand
- Submitting as: shoehornTC
- Pronouns: he/him
- Location: america north
Re: Something's Wrong
Something’s Wrong
by ShoehornTC
I heard you got a brand new job, house out on the cape.
Screaming deal one of a kind, fun winter escape.
But something’s wrong, something’s wrong, something’s wrong
Yah wrong.
Your GDP is off the charts, the market’s set to pop
Things have never been this good, and it may never stop.
But something’s wrong, something’s wrong, something’s wrong
Yah wrong.
Yah its never quite the same alone.
Yah its never quite the same alone.
They ask too much you push away, and never trust a sole.
You lock yourself behind a wall and slowly lose your soul.
But something’s wrong, something’s wrong, something’s wrong
Yah wrong.
Yah its never quite the same alone.
Yah its never quite the same alone.
by ShoehornTC
I heard you got a brand new job, house out on the cape.
Screaming deal one of a kind, fun winter escape.
But something’s wrong, something’s wrong, something’s wrong
Yah wrong.
Your GDP is off the charts, the market’s set to pop
Things have never been this good, and it may never stop.
But something’s wrong, something’s wrong, something’s wrong
Yah wrong.
Yah its never quite the same alone.
Yah its never quite the same alone.
They ask too much you push away, and never trust a sole.
You lock yourself behind a wall and slowly lose your soul.
But something’s wrong, something’s wrong, something’s wrong
Yah wrong.
Yah its never quite the same alone.
Yah its never quite the same alone.
- Geoff WreckdoM
- Mean Street
- Posts: 540
- Joined: Sat Sep 25, 2004 12:13 pm
- Instruments: Theremin
- Recording Method: Pabst Blue Ribbon
- Location: Awestin, TX
- Contact:
Something's Wrong
Something's Wrong
by WreckdoM
I’m not wearing any clothes
Except for a hat and coat
Sometimes I’m big, sometimes small
I don’t have nipples or balls
I’m always horny
I’m always singing
I’m in the bedroom
Tearing up pillows
Everything has a human face
Everyone is covered in hair
Everyone is licking themselves
Every kitchen is a dancehall
We all have different lumps
We still lick fishbones
We lost 100 million bucks
And still we shake our butts
Humans are all cockroaches
I shall eat every one
Hell is just a dusty barge
Not as bad as the burlap sack
You must meet every one of us
For five minutes at a time
We’ll hop and scream in your face
Then step off to the side
We have a new word to teach
To repeat until you die
We have some cheesy 80‘s synth
To pulverize your mind
We’re always speaking gibberish
And rolling in the trash
We’re always airing out our groins
And wiggling our ass
by WreckdoM
I’m not wearing any clothes
Except for a hat and coat
Sometimes I’m big, sometimes small
I don’t have nipples or balls
I’m always horny
I’m always singing
I’m in the bedroom
Tearing up pillows
Everything has a human face
Everyone is covered in hair
Everyone is licking themselves
Every kitchen is a dancehall
We all have different lumps
We still lick fishbones
We lost 100 million bucks
And still we shake our butts
Humans are all cockroaches
I shall eat every one
Hell is just a dusty barge
Not as bad as the burlap sack
You must meet every one of us
For five minutes at a time
We’ll hop and scream in your face
Then step off to the side
We have a new word to teach
To repeat until you die
We have some cheesy 80‘s synth
To pulverize your mind
We’re always speaking gibberish
And rolling in the trash
We’re always airing out our groins
And wiggling our ass
"perhaps the most offensive and disturbing image I've ever heard in a song" - Hans Gruber