Songs that insult

  • Dan Murphy

    We are family.
    Joined
    Apr 20, 2000
    Positively 4th Street--Dylan (that's the last insult song from me)

    You've got a lotta nerve to say you are my friend
    When I was down you just stood there grinnin'
    You've got a lotta nerve to say you got a helping hand to lend
    You just want to be on the side that's winnin'

    You say I let you down, ya know its not like that
    If you're so hurt, why then don't you show it?
    You say you've lost your faith, but that's not where its at
    You have no faith to lose, and ya know it

    I know the reason, that you talked behind my back
    I used to be among the crowd you're in with
    Do you take me for such a fool, to think I'd make contact
    With the one who tries to hide what he don't know to begin with?

    You see me on the street, you always act surprised
    You say "how are you?", "good luck", but ya don't mean it
    When you know as well as me, you'd rather see me paralyzed
    Why don't you just come out once and scream it

    No, I do not feel that good when I see the heartbreaks you embrace
    If I was a master thief perhaps I'd rob them
    And tho I know you're dissatisfied with your position and your place
    Don't you understand, its not my problem?

    I wish that for just one time you could stand inside my shoes
    And just for that one moment I could be you
    Yes, I wish that for just one time you could stand inside my shoes
    You'd know what a drag it is to see you


     
  • Pea-n-Me

    DIS Veteran
    Joined
    Jul 18, 2004
    You're the saddest bunch I ever met
    But you can bet before we're through
    Mister, I'll make a man out of you

    Tranquil as a forest
    But on fire within
    Once you find your center
    You are sure to win

    You're a spineless, pale, pathetic lot
    And you haven't got a clue

    Somehow I'll make a man out of you

     

    Pea-n-Me

    DIS Veteran
    Joined
    Jul 18, 2004
    And here, she's acting happy
    Inside her handsome home
    And me, I'm flying in my taxi
    Taking tips, and getting stoned

     
  • mmouse37

    DCL Diva!!
    Joined
    Jun 29, 2001

    "Baggage Claim"

    I have been draggin' around your sensitive ego
    Making sure that your bags arrive on time for the dog and pony show
    A little suitcase like a brick
    It kinda makes it hard to get a good grip
    I drop your troubles off at the conveyor belt
    I'll hand you a ticket to go get it yourself

    At the baggage claim, you got a lot of luggage in your name
    When you hit the ground, check the lost and found
    Cause it ain't my problem now
    I can't carry it on, I've got a lot of troubles on my own
    It's all over the yard, in the trunk of the car
    I'm packin' it in, so come and get it

    If it ain't obvious what has set me off today
    Behind every woman scorned is a man who made her that way
    Go on and take your little business trip with that sweet little habit
    That you can't kick
    You better call your momma when you get to town
    Cause I ain't gonna be hangin' around

    At the baggage claim, you got a lot of luggage in your name
    When you hit the ground, check the lost and found
    Because it ain't my problem now
    I can't carry it on, I've got a lot of troubles of my own
    It's all over the yard, in the trunk of the car
    I'm packin' it in, so come and get it

    Come and get it

    Come and pick it up, pick it up
    Before I blow it up in flames
    You better pick it up, pick it up
    Baby, I'm leaving everything

    At the baggage claim, you got a lot of luggage in your name
    And when you hit the ground, check the lost and found
    Cause it ain't my problem now
    I can't carry it on, I've got a lot of troubles of my own
    It's all over the yard, in the trunk of the car
    Well I'm packin' it in, so come and get it

    Come and get it
     

    Pea-n-Me

    DIS Veteran
    Joined
    Jul 18, 2004
    I never thought hyenas essential
    They're crude and unspeakably plain
    But maybe they've a glimmer of potential
    If allied to my vision and brain
    I know that your powers of retention
    Are as wet as a warthog's backside
    But thick as you are, pay attention
    My words are a matter of pride
    It's clear from your vacant expressions
    The lights are not all on upstairs
    But we're talking kings and successions
    Even you can't be caught unawares
    So prepare for a chance of a lifetime
    Be prepared for sensational news
    A shining new era
    Is tiptoeing nearer
    And where do we feature?
    Just listen to teacher
    I know it sounds sordid
    But you'll be rewarded
    When at last I am given my dues
    And injustice deliciously squared
    Be prepared!

     


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