Request-A-Lyric

Jigsaw · 10-15-2007, 09:11 PM

As many know, I am a lyricist. I have been writing lyrics for my band for a little while, and have recently thought of a side project that could involved lyrics involving requests by members from VGF... Or songs written by other members of VGF.

So here's what I'm asking of you, the VGFer:

Either request a set of lyrics written about a specific subject, and I will do my best to reach this criteria...

Or...

Write a set of lyrics yourself. I would really like to see some poetry or anything like that written in lyric form for me to boost this little project.

Try to remember that I do not like writing love songs, although I am not unwilling to try my hand at it. Most of my work ranges from exploration of human instability or just plain life-related metaphor.

A sample of my stuff:

In Silence

Your words were shivering in their cold,
Crying with pain through hiding the shame,
And all was silent, all in the mold,
Lying in fields of why you never came.

You words were brazen, they were wroth,
Calling to sooth you of hidden remorse,
And all was quiet, all in the cloth
You built when enmity ran its course.

We’re waiting in silence to take you away,
To take it away,
What you’ve not repaid.
We’re waiting in violence to take you away,
To take it away,
To live one more day.

Your words were calling to all of the bold,
Calling for freedom and then hiding your name,
And all were silent, the men in the mold,
They fell in their wonder of your silent shame.

We’re waiting in silence to take you away,
To take it way,
What progress you’ve made.
We’re waiting on torture to take you away,
To take it away,
The tracks that you laid.

In torture and violence,
Your empire was built,
You dictated nothing but horror,
In torture and violence,
Your empire was killed,
You died without dignity or honor.

We’re waiting in ardor to take you away,
To take it away,
The justice you maimed.
We’re waiting with love to take you away,
To take it away,
To end your own game.

Many Times To Think More Than Ever

So when did those who broke me take to laughter instead of sorrow?
Because only when they see what I want will I stop haunting their dreams,
Sometimes I can laugh myself, not truly, only crying for tomorrow,
In my own way, its like watching all of them scream, like watching them scream.

Its not worth it anymore, that’s sad to me, I suppose,
That’s their definition of prose.
For me its more like flowers, like flowers to us all.
To me its not, moreover, no, not for us to fall.
Come forth and see me falter,
And stay out of this altar,
Because all is well for us, for us to fall.

So when did I say you could take me away to your ends of the earth?
Because only when they see what I breath will I start breathing again,
All the time do I try to fill my lungs, today, crying for birth,
In my own way, its like watching all of the scream, like watching them scream
Like watching them scream.
Like watching them scream.

Moreover, take us down,
Please just take us down,
Moreover, make us frown,
I want to go down.

More times that not for all of them,
For the sake of genius we cry,
With beauty in our minds, ignoring him,
For the sake of genius we cry.

Its not worth it anymore, that’s sad to me, I suppose,
That’s their definition of prose.
For me its more like flowers, like flowers to us all.
To me its not, moreover, no, not for us to fall.
Come forth and see me falter,
And stay out of this altar,
Because all is well for us, for us to fall.
Because all is well to break the wall.

Moreover, take us down,
Please just take us down,
Moreover, make us frown,
I want to go down.

Its not worth it anymore, that’s sad to me, I suppose,
That’s their definition of prose.
For me its more like flowers, like flowers to us all.
To me its not, moreover, no, not for us to fall.
Come forth and see me falter,
And stay out of this altar,
Because all is well for us, for us to fall.
Right?

(More or less, my work is influenced by various styles of lyrics. I like to keep the interpretations up to viewers.)

Adam West · 10-16-2007, 05:27 AM

A song about Tropical Fish.
A song about Doctor Who. (yet to hear/read a good song. If you need reference Wiki, is actually quite good. If you don't trust Wiki go to "Outpost Gallifrey", is a good Whovian site.)

Jigsaw · 10-16-2007, 04:09 PM

^I shall get to work on the first one, and use TV Links.com to watch some Doctor Who. I'll also go ahead and use the suggested sites to get teh dirts.

Arensa536 · 10-16-2007, 09:24 PM

I like to write "lyrics" myself... (although it's hard for me to finish them...)

I write very morbid lyrics most of the time, but here's two that I'm working on. The first one is "finished" and the second one is "in progress."

Defenestrated

I should have guessed, should have seen it from the beginning
I couldn't see, all the things you were doing to yourself
I can't stand, to see you throw your life away
but there's nothing left for me to do, I don't know how to stop you

there's nothing left for me to say
there's no one left to listen to me

How did this happen, how did everything just die
you didn't see, anything until it was too late
trying in vain, to fix the mistakes you had made
but there's nothing left for you to do, to take it all back

you were the one to throw me away
I won't come back

there's nothing left for me here anymore
I might as well go away, I might as well leave you alone

there's nothing left for me to do
there's nothing left for me
there's nothing left for me to do
except
defenestrate you

Napalm

As long as I have known you
I would surmise that you would give thanks
For all the things you've been given
All the things that I want to take
Away from your shaking hands
Even though I'd never admit it
Cuz our friendship means more to me
Than any of your possessions

But I've never heard you say thanks
You're always condecending
You'll never want for anything
For more than half a second
Is it too much for me to want you
To appreciate your blessings
You're not long for this world
And each second your time's lessening

Jigsaw · 10-16-2007, 09:59 PM

^Now that I like. They're written in that morbid style I have come to love. Kudos for being awesome! I can tell you do this often.

Now for another sample (I will slowly be posting this stuff in this topic alongside the requested lyrics. As of now, just a sample; the fish song is coming soon.)

The following is the longest lyric sheet I have ever written. It isn;t that long, but even so, it has length. So enjoy!

Weeping Dream

Can the sum of time be measured, my old friend,
Can the lives we all live be sized up, old friend,
I suppose that when its all accounted for,
I will know what I was living for,

Why is it that even as we reminisce,
Its not the old times that I miss,
I wondered when the puzzle could finally come together,
I wondered why the wind blew it all away like a feather.

I am not here to call your crimes fair, unjust, or both.
I am not here to count the times you had no mercy on your foes.
Do you want to testify in favor of your life?
Do you want to cry and plead, or do you want to die?
Life is not wood to burn in flames of dignity,
A toy for you to consume with your power and your greed,
Life is not too easy to come by when all is said,
I cannot call you liar but I know that you’ll hang dead.

Can I defend you and hate myself, my old friend,
Can the one you love be brought back, old friend,
I hope that you know the answer now,
I do not know why you’re so proud,

Why is it that even as we reminisce,
It’s not the old wars that I miss,
I wonder how the devil took your soul away that night,
I wondered then and now and soon I’ll wonder day and night.

I am not here to call your crimes fair, unjust, or both.
I am not here to count the times you had no mercy on your foes.
Do you want to testify in favor of your life?
Do you want to cry and plead, or do you want to die?
Life is not wood to burn in flames of dignity,
A toy for you to consume with your power and your greed,
Life is not too easy to come by when all is said,
I cannot call you liar but I know that you’ll hang dead.
You’ll be dead.

You’ll be dead,
You’ll be gone,
Weeping dreams of all you’ve done,
You’ll be crying all along,
‘Till you see what you’ve done wrong,
You’ll be dead,
You’ll be gone,
Weeping dreams of all you’ve done,
Take your head and take your gun,
End it all before they come,
I can see you’re not gonna run,
You will be dead.

I am not here to call your crimes fair, unjust, or both.
I am not here to count the times you had no mercy on your foes.
Do you want to testify in favor of your life?
Do you want to cry and plead, or do you want to die?
Life is not wood to burn in flames of dignity,
A toy for you to consume with your power and your greed,
Life is not too easy to come by when all is said,
I cannot call you liar but I know that you’ll hang dead.

(Musical Shift)

My friend the dreamer,
Was a friend of all she said,
She was a dreamer,
One who said she loved the dead,
My friend the lost one,
Was a friend to graveyard heads,
She was a dreamer,
One who lived among the dead.

If only her heart was not filled with bones,
She would not have kissed her family with anger,
If only her head was not filled with moans,
She may have lived to see another day.

My friend the failure,
Was but a ghost of what she did,
She was a failure,
She told me everything she killed,
My friend the lose one,
I did not want to tell the man,
But she was not stopping,
I ended her reign within this land.

If only her heart was not filled with bones,
She would not have kissed her family with anger,
If only her head was not filled with moans,
She may have lived to see another day.

(Return to original tune.)

I am not here to call your crimes fair, unjust, or both.
I am not here to count the times you had no mercy on your foes.
Do you want to testify in favor of your life?
Do you want to cry and plead, or do you want to die?
Life is not wood to burn in flames of dignity,
A toy for you to consume with your power and your greed,
Life is not too easy to come by when all is said,
I cannot call you liar but I know that you’ll hang dead.

(Musical Shift)

I cannot see what I did wrong,
Please do not look at me that way,
What on earth went wrong, went wrong,
Please, don’t hear what they have to say!

Oh please, oh please just spare my life,
Oh please just keep away,
I cannot help the way I cry,
Please just stay away.

(Return to second tune)

If only her heart was not filled with bones,
She would not have kissed her family with anger,
If only her head was not filled with moans,
She may have lived to see another day.
She may have lived for us to keep away.

(Fourth Tune)

Dreamer was hung, or so they say.
The weeping could be heard that day…
From a mile away.
From a mile away.

Dreamer was buried in her favorite graveyard,
Next to the dead she loved to guard,
Dreamer would die and in hell she would rot,
She killed so many just to get what she got.

Cry for the weakened and love what you have,
Cry ‘till you cannot draw moisture,
Cry for the weakened and love what you have,
Cry ‘till you cannot draw moisture.

(Fifth Tune)

She’s coming to get me,
Atone for my sin,
Please do not let them know it was him,
Please do not let them know it was not
A crime she committed, they have it all wrong…

She coming to get me,
Atone for the sin,
Please do not let her get at my son,
Please do not let them take him away,
It was his fault she hung, but they cannot know…

(Final Chorus)

Cry for the weakened and love what you have,
Cry ‘till you cannot draw moisture,
Cry for the weakened and love what you have,
Cry ‘till you cannot draw moisture.

***CaptHayfever*** · 10-16-2007, 11:02 PM

I hate the copyright risk involved with posting lyrics, but hey, I guess one can't hurt.

"Yorick"

CHORUS
Fretman Sam, he swears he learned it all by rote,
Fretman Sam, but now they pay him by the note,
Fretman Sam.

Sam was a simple man,
Grew up singing "This Land Is Your Land,"
Writing lyrics in class on the back of his hand,
He got some friends & the formed a little band,
Played on the beach while people danced in the sand...

CHORUS

'Till one day a stranger came,
Promised the Fretman money & fame,
But the others were too lame,
Had to ditch 'em to play the game,
And he never was the same...

CHORUS

Driving his fancy car,
Indeed he has made it far,
So he hides his inner scar,
Seals his soul inside a jar......

Cry cheeble, and set loose the hamsters of war! (x4)

And he rolls on down the road,
Finding happiness in all his gold,
Ignoring all the cold,
'Till it's too late, he's too old,
He forgot how to be bold...

CHORUS (x3)
__________________________________
And remember, "I'm-a Luigi, number one!"

10-15-2007, 09:11 PM	#1
Jigsaw Hello, VGF. I want to play a game... Join Date: Jan 2005 Location: Ha ha ha ha ha... Gender: Posts: 6,028 Thanks: 737 Thanked 434 Times in 320 Posts Blog Entries: 3 Points: 1,327.46 Bank: 24,840.57 Total Points: 26,168.03 Donate	Request-A-Lyric As many know, I am a lyricist. I have been writing lyrics for my band for a little while, and have recently thought of a side project that could involved lyrics involving requests by members from VGF... Or songs written by other members of VGF. So here's what I'm asking of you, the VGFer: Either request a set of lyrics written about a specific subject, and I will do my best to reach this criteria... Or... Write a set of lyrics yourself. I would really like to see some poetry or anything like that written in lyric form for me to boost this little project. Try to remember that I do not like writing love songs, although I am not unwilling to try my hand at it. Most of my work ranges from exploration of human instability or just plain life-related metaphor. A sample of my stuff: In Silence Your words were shivering in their cold, Crying with pain through hiding the shame, And all was silent, all in the mold, Lying in fields of why you never came. You words were brazen, they were wroth, Calling to sooth you of hidden remorse, And all was quiet, all in the cloth You built when enmity ran its course. We’re waiting in silence to take you away, To take it away, What you’ve not repaid. We’re waiting in violence to take you away, To take it away, To live one more day. Your words were calling to all of the bold, Calling for freedom and then hiding your name, And all were silent, the men in the mold, They fell in their wonder of your silent shame. We’re waiting in silence to take you away, To take it way, What progress you’ve made. We’re waiting on torture to take you away, To take it away, The tracks that you laid. In torture and violence, Your empire was built, You dictated nothing but horror, In torture and violence, Your empire was killed, You died without dignity or honor. We’re waiting in ardor to take you away, To take it away, The justice you maimed. We’re waiting with love to take you away, To take it away, To end your own game. Many Times To Think More Than Ever So when did those who broke me take to laughter instead of sorrow? Because only when they see what I want will I stop haunting their dreams, Sometimes I can laugh myself, not truly, only crying for tomorrow, In my own way, its like watching all of them scream, like watching them scream. Its not worth it anymore, that’s sad to me, I suppose, That’s their definition of prose. For me its more like flowers, like flowers to us all. To me its not, moreover, no, not for us to fall. Come forth and see me falter, And stay out of this altar, Because all is well for us, for us to fall. So when did I say you could take me away to your ends of the earth? Because only when they see what I breath will I start breathing again, All the time do I try to fill my lungs, today, crying for birth, In my own way, its like watching all of the scream, like watching them scream Like watching them scream. Like watching them scream. Moreover, take us down, Please just take us down, Moreover, make us frown, I want to go down. More times that not for all of them, For the sake of genius we cry, With beauty in our minds, ignoring him, For the sake of genius we cry. Its not worth it anymore, that’s sad to me, I suppose, That’s their definition of prose. For me its more like flowers, like flowers to us all. To me its not, moreover, no, not for us to fall. Come forth and see me falter, And stay out of this altar, Because all is well for us, for us to fall. Because all is well to break the wall. Moreover, take us down, Please just take us down, Moreover, make us frown, I want to go down. Its not worth it anymore, that’s sad to me, I suppose, That’s their definition of prose. For me its more like flowers, like flowers to us all. To me its not, moreover, no, not for us to fall. Come forth and see me falter, And stay out of this altar, Because all is well for us, for us to fall. Right? (More or less, my work is influenced by various styles of lyrics. I like to keep the interpretations up to viewers.)

10-16-2007, 05:27 AM	#2
Adam West Mayor of Quahog Join Date: Nov 2003 Location: In my Batmobile. Gender: Posts: 12,069 Thanks: 445 Thanked 381 Times in 263 Posts Blog Entries: 1 Points: 72,615.22 Bank: 2,244,931.84 Total Points: 2,317,547.05 Donate	A song about Tropical Fish. A song about Doctor Who. (yet to hear/read a good song. If you need reference Wiki, is actually quite good. If you don't trust Wiki go to "Outpost Gallifrey", is a good Whovian site.)

10-16-2007, 04:09 PM	#3
Jigsaw Hello, VGF. I want to play a game... Join Date: Jan 2005 Location: Ha ha ha ha ha... Gender: Posts: 6,028 Thanks: 737 Thanked 434 Times in 320 Posts Blog Entries: 3 Points: 1,327.46 Bank: 24,840.57 Total Points: 26,168.03 Donate	^I shall get to work on the first one, and use TV Links.com to watch some Doctor Who. I'll also go ahead and use the suggested sites to get teh dirts.

10-16-2007, 09:24 PM	#4
Arensa536 Junior Member Join Date: Dec 2003 Location: Depleting your life. Gender: Posts: 229 Thanks: 9 Thanked 4 Times in 4 Posts Points: 9,907.36 Bank: 574.34 Total Points: 10,481.70 Donate	I like to write "lyrics" myself... (although it's hard for me to finish them...) I write very morbid lyrics most of the time, but here's two that I'm working on. The first one is "finished" and the second one is "in progress." Defenestrated I should have guessed, should have seen it from the beginning I couldn't see, all the things you were doing to yourself I can't stand, to see you throw your life away but there's nothing left for me to do, I don't know how to stop you there's nothing left for me to say there's no one left to listen to me How did this happen, how did everything just die you didn't see, anything until it was too late trying in vain, to fix the mistakes you had made but there's nothing left for you to do, to take it all back you were the one to throw me away I won't come back there's nothing left for me here anymore I might as well go away, I might as well leave you alone there's nothing left for me to do there's nothing left for me there's nothing left for me to do except defenestrate you Napalm As long as I have known you I would surmise that you would give thanks For all the things you've been given All the things that I want to take Away from your shaking hands Even though I'd never admit it Cuz our friendship means more to me Than any of your possessions But I've never heard you say thanks You're always condecending You'll never want for anything For more than half a second Is it too much for me to want you To appreciate your blessings You're not long for this world And each second your time's lessening

10-16-2007, 09:59 PM	#5
Jigsaw Hello, VGF. I want to play a game... Join Date: Jan 2005 Location: Ha ha ha ha ha... Gender: Posts: 6,028 Thanks: 737 Thanked 434 Times in 320 Posts Blog Entries: 3 Points: 1,327.46 Bank: 24,840.57 Total Points: 26,168.03 Donate	^Now that I like. They're written in that morbid style I have come to love. Kudos for being awesome! I can tell you do this often. Now for another sample (I will slowly be posting this stuff in this topic alongside the requested lyrics. As of now, just a sample; the fish song is coming soon.) The following is the longest lyric sheet I have ever written. It isn;t that long, but even so, it has length. So enjoy! Weeping Dream Can the sum of time be measured, my old friend, Can the lives we all live be sized up, old friend, I suppose that when its all accounted for, I will know what I was living for, Why is it that even as we reminisce, Its not the old times that I miss, I wondered when the puzzle could finally come together, I wondered why the wind blew it all away like a feather. I am not here to call your crimes fair, unjust, or both. I am not here to count the times you had no mercy on your foes. Do you want to testify in favor of your life? Do you want to cry and plead, or do you want to die? Life is not wood to burn in flames of dignity, A toy for you to consume with your power and your greed, Life is not too easy to come by when all is said, I cannot call you liar but I know that you’ll hang dead. Can I defend you and hate myself, my old friend, Can the one you love be brought back, old friend, I hope that you know the answer now, I do not know why you’re so proud, Why is it that even as we reminisce, It’s not the old wars that I miss, I wonder how the devil took your soul away that night, I wondered then and now and soon I’ll wonder day and night. I am not here to call your crimes fair, unjust, or both. I am not here to count the times you had no mercy on your foes. Do you want to testify in favor of your life? Do you want to cry and plead, or do you want to die? Life is not wood to burn in flames of dignity, A toy for you to consume with your power and your greed, Life is not too easy to come by when all is said, I cannot call you liar but I know that you’ll hang dead. You’ll be dead. You’ll be dead, You’ll be gone, Weeping dreams of all you’ve done, You’ll be crying all along, ‘Till you see what you’ve done wrong, You’ll be dead, You’ll be gone, Weeping dreams of all you’ve done, Take your head and take your gun, End it all before they come, I can see you’re not gonna run, You will be dead. I am not here to call your crimes fair, unjust, or both. I am not here to count the times you had no mercy on your foes. Do you want to testify in favor of your life? Do you want to cry and plead, or do you want to die? Life is not wood to burn in flames of dignity, A toy for you to consume with your power and your greed, Life is not too easy to come by when all is said, I cannot call you liar but I know that you’ll hang dead. (Musical Shift) My friend the dreamer, Was a friend of all she said, She was a dreamer, One who said she loved the dead, My friend the lost one, Was a friend to graveyard heads, She was a dreamer, One who lived among the dead. If only her heart was not filled with bones, She would not have kissed her family with anger, If only her head was not filled with moans, She may have lived to see another day. My friend the failure, Was but a ghost of what she did, She was a failure, She told me everything she killed, My friend the lose one, I did not want to tell the man, But she was not stopping, I ended her reign within this land. If only her heart was not filled with bones, She would not have kissed her family with anger, If only her head was not filled with moans, She may have lived to see another day. (Return to original tune.) I am not here to call your crimes fair, unjust, or both. I am not here to count the times you had no mercy on your foes. Do you want to testify in favor of your life? Do you want to cry and plead, or do you want to die? Life is not wood to burn in flames of dignity, A toy for you to consume with your power and your greed, Life is not too easy to come by when all is said, I cannot call you liar but I know that you’ll hang dead. (Musical Shift) I cannot see what I did wrong, Please do not look at me that way, What on earth went wrong, went wrong, Please, don’t hear what they have to say! Oh please, oh please just spare my life, Oh please just keep away, I cannot help the way I cry, Please just stay away. (Return to second tune) If only her heart was not filled with bones, She would not have kissed her family with anger, If only her head was not filled with moans, She may have lived to see another day. She may have lived for us to keep away. (Fourth Tune) Dreamer was hung, or so they say. The weeping could be heard that day… From a mile away. From a mile away. Dreamer was buried in her favorite graveyard, Next to the dead she loved to guard, Dreamer would die and in hell she would rot, She killed so many just to get what she got. Cry for the weakened and love what you have, Cry ‘till you cannot draw moisture, Cry for the weakened and love what you have, Cry ‘till you cannot draw moisture. (Fifth Tune) She’s coming to get me, Atone for my sin, Please do not let them know it was him, Please do not let them know it was not A crime she committed, they have it all wrong… She coming to get me, Atone for the sin, Please do not let her get at my son, Please do not let them take him away, It was his fault she hung, but they cannot know… (Final Chorus) Cry for the weakened and love what you have, Cry ‘till you cannot draw moisture, Cry for the weakened and love what you have, Cry ‘till you cannot draw moisture.

10-16-2007, 11:02 PM	#6
*CaptHayfever* Smash Supermod Join Date: Jul 2002 Location: (n) - the place where I am Gender: Posts: 19,783 Thanks: 235 Thanked 942 Times in 574 Posts Points: 117,377.76 Bank: 1,811.26 Total Points: 119,189.03 Donate	I hate the copyright risk involved with posting lyrics, but hey, I guess one can't hurt. "Yorick" CHORUS Fretman Sam, he swears he learned it all by rote, Fretman Sam, but now they pay him by the note, Fretman Sam. Sam was a simple man, Grew up singing "This Land Is Your Land," Writing lyrics in class on the back of his hand, He got some friends & the formed a little band, Played on the beach while people danced in the sand... CHORUS 'Till one day a stranger came, Promised the Fretman money & fame, But the others were too lame, Had to ditch 'em to play the game, And he never was the same... CHORUS Driving his fancy car, Indeed he has made it far, So he hides his inner scar, Seals his soul inside a jar...... Cry cheeble, and set loose the hamsters of war! (x4) And he rolls on down the road, Finding happiness in all his gold, Ignoring all the cold, 'Till it's too late, he's too old, He forgot how to be bold... CHORUS (x3) __________________________________ And remember, "I'm-a Luigi, number one!"