Poems and lyrics

[SoupIsGoodFood]

Share that shit, heres one I wrote. It was actually a punk song at one time with slightly different lyrics for a short lived band I was in.


Sup n shit

Sup n shit, sup n shit
I'm soup, I'm here to fuck up shit
I play rugby, I ruck and shit
Your girlfriend wants to fuck and shit
Your life, it must suck and shit
Mainly because your luck is shit
But I ain't tryin to hate on it
So I'll just tell you sup and shit
While I cruise by, everyday I skate
I stack paper, I make cake
Sike, I'm actually poor
Still got fresh kicks that I stole from the store
Emo kids hate, I don't know why
Use all their spare time to cry
Fake gangstas stop me and call me gay
I just say sup n shit, have a nice day

[Pirate Utopian]

What exactly is sup and why does it go hand-in-hand with shit?

[Pogue]

I find I actually quite like this.

[Trystan]

Ah get born, keep warm
Short pants, romance, learn to dance
Get dressed, get blessed
Try to be a success
Please her, please him, buy gifts
Dont steal, dont lift
Twenty years of schoolin
And they put you on the day shift
Look out kid
They keep it all hid
Better jump down a manhole
Light yourself a candle
Dont wear sandals
Try to avoid the scandals
Dont wanna be a bum
You better chew gum
The pump dont work
cause the vandals took the handles

- B. Dylan

[Trystan]

All night long on the broken glass
livin in a medicine chest
mediteromanian hotel back
sprawled across a roll top desk
the monkey rode the blade on an
overhead fan
they paint the donkey blue if you pay
I got a telephone call from Istanbul
my baby's coming home today

will you sell me one of those if I shave my head
get me out of town is what fireball said
never trust a man in a blue trench coat
never drive a car when you're dead
Saturday's a festival
Friday's a gem
dye your hair yellow
and raise your hem
follow me to beulah's on
dry creek road
I got to wear the hat that my baby done sewed
take me down to buy a tux
on red rose bear
got to cut a hole in the day
I got a telephone call from Istanbul
my baby's coming home today

- T. Waits