Shittest lyrics of all time

is obviously number one but can we get a top 5 going?

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I always found this lyric a little troubling:

I don’t care who you are
Where you’re from
What you did
As long as you love me

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She’s pretty, a fitty
She’s got a boyfriend though and that’s a pity
She’s flirty, turned thirty
And that’s the age a girl gets really dirty

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Surely Des’Ree is up there? (Life)

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Just came in to post this:

I don’t want to see a ghost,
It’s the sight that I fear most,
I’d rather have a piece of toast,
Watch the evening news.

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Always loved this Chris Cornell classic from Exploder by Audioslave

There was a man who had a face that looked a lot like me
I saw him in the mirror and I fought him in the street
Then when he turned away, I shot him in the head
Then I came to realize, I had killed myself

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Life by Des’Ree

  • Bad lyrics
  • Fine lyrics

0 voters

If we turn, turn, turn, turn
And if we turn, turn, turn, turn
Then we might learn
Turn, turn, turn, turn
Turn, turn, turn
And if we turn, turn, turn, turn
Then we might learn
Learn to turn

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We wish you a Merry Christmas
We wish you a Merry Christmas
We wish you a Merry Christmas
And a Happy New Year

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Or

So, now, now, now, now, now if you sing, sing, sing, sing, sing, sing
For the love you bring won’t mean a thing
Unless you sing, sing, sing, sing
Ah baby sing, sing, sing, sing, sing, sing
For the love you bring won’t mean a thing
Unless you sing, sing, sing, sing

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98% of lyrics are bad

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always hated:

And I met a girl
She asked me my name
I told her what it was

from yr man razorlight. dunno why that bit in particular grates on me so much, but it does.

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Quite a lot to choose from off the top of my head but this recent Stereophonics single is really fucking painful:

One o’clock in the morning
And I’m leaving from the club
My friends are having a party
Kind of feel I’ve had enough
At two o’clock in the morning
Sure I’m at their party house
I meet the roommate getting some water
She got a baby in her stomach
Oh oh oh oh oah oh
Oh oh oh oh oah oh
Oh oh oh oh oah oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Three o’clock in the morning
We hear a scream above the sounds
Looks like the baby in her belly
Thinks it’s time to come on out
Four o’clock in the morning
I’m driving all over the road
I swerve a dog on the high street
And crash into the post
Oh oh oh oh oah oh
Oh oh oh oh oah oh
Oh oh oh oh oah oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
She can’t wait any longer
I got to help her come into the world
The police try to arrest us
But then they see the baby girl
Five o’clock in the morning
I’m drinking coffee on the ward
I take a walk in to see her
Tells me 'bout the dad that took off
Oh oh oh oh oah oh
Oh oh oh oh oah oh
Oh oh oh oh oah oh
All in one night
All in one night
Six o’clock in the morning
And now we’re twenty-two months along
She ask me to be the daddy
And get married when it snows
Oh oh oh oh oah oh
Oh oh oh oh oah oh
Oh oh oh oh oah oh
All in one night
All in one night
All in one night
All in one night, one night
All in one night
Oh oh oh oh oah oh
Oh oh oh oh oah oh
Oh oh oh oh oah oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oah oh
Oh oh oh oh oah oh
Oh oh oh oh oah oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oah oh
Oh oh oh oh oah oh

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Yeah I’m not one for grammatical pedanticism but that song’s called Somewhere Else and the chorus goes

“Really really wish I could be somewhere else
Somewhere else
Somewhere else, than here”

Should be “Somewhere Other” shouldn’t it. Cunt.

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So come on baby, won’t you show some class
Why do you have to move so fast?
We don’t have to take our clothes off
To have a good time
Oh no
We could dance and party all night
And drink some cherry wine, oh

just for the cherry wine choice of drink really - who drinks cherry wine? No one that’s who

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Canned Heat, Going Up The Country has;

I’m goin’ I’m goin’ where the water tastes like wine

If the water tasted like wine then I’d be straight on the phone to Severn Trent, pal

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EYEEEEES

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Great song obvs but Don’t Let Go by En Vogue:
“If I could wear your clothes, I’d pretend I was you, and lose control”

Any number of Noel Gallagher’s lyrics, but this has to be worth some sort of award:

Slowly walking down the hall, faster than a cannonball

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