What are the creepiest lyrics in songs?

I'm sure if these are the creepiest but I think are certainly some of the worse.

The first ones that popped in my head immediately is from Nickelback's "Figured You Out". I'm not even a fan of this band.

First of all, VH1 picked this song as the 2nd most 'awesomely bad' songs of 2004.

The first line--"I like your pants around your feet". One woman made the comment, 'After you hear that first line, why would you want to listen to the rest of the song?'

Another line from the song--

"You're like my favorite damn disease". Somebody said 'Who has a favorite disease?' and another guy said "Well, I'm all for clamydia"! :lol:

And the best 2 lines from the songs--

"I like the white stains on your dress" and "I love my hands around your neck".

Now there's my kind of guy. :grrbald:

I'm sure if these are the creepiest but I think are certainly some of the worse.

The first ones that popped in my head immediately is from Nickelback's "Figured You Out". I'm not even a fan of this band.

First of all, VH1 picked this song as the 2nd most 'awesomely bad' songs of 2004.

The first line--"I like your pants around your feet". One woman made the comment, 'After you hear that first line, why would you want to listen to the rest of the song?'

Another line from the song--

"You're like my favorite damn disease". Somebody said 'Who has a favorite disease?' and another guy said "Well, I'm all for clamydia"! :lol:

And the best 2 lines from the songs--

"I like the white stains on your dress" and "I love my hands around your neck".

Now there's my kind of guy. :grrbald:
Holy ****! :lol:

I can't even listen to that song. Ugh. Just not the band I wanna picture singing it.

I like this song, but it seems a little violent for the mid 60s.

Run For Your Life- The Beatles

Well I'd rather see you dead, little girl
Than to be with another man
You better keep your head, little girl
Or I won't know where I am

You better run for your life if you can, little girl
Hide your head in the sand little girl
Catch you with another man
That's the end'a little girl

Well you know that I'm a wicked guy
And I was born with a jealous mind
And I can't spend my whole life
Trying just to make you toe the line

You better run for your life if you can, little girl
Hide your head in the sand little girl
Catch you with another man
That's the end'a little girl

Let this be a sermon
I mean everything I've said
Baby, I'm determined
And I'd rather see you dead

You better run for your life if you can, little girl
Hide your head in the sand little girl
Catch you with another man
That's the end'a little girl

I'd rather see you dead, little girl
Than to be with another man
You better keep your head, little girl
Or you won't know where I am

You better run for your life if you can, little girl
Hide your head in the sand little girl
Catch you with another man
That's the end'a little girl

The creepiest song from Weird Al Yankovic

Down in the workshop all the elves were makin' toys
For the good Gentile girls and the good Gentile boys
When the boss busted in, nearly scared 'em half to death
Had a rifle in his hands and cheap whiskey on his breath
From his beard to his boots he was covered with ammo
Like a big fat drunk disgruntled Yuletide Rambo
And he smiled as he said with a twinkle in his eye,
"Merry Christmas to all - now you're all gonna die!"

The night Santa went crazy
The night St. Nick went insane
Realized he'd been gettin' a raw deal
Something finally must have snapped in his brain

Well, the workshop is gone now, he decided to bomb it
Everywhere you'll find pieces of Cupid and Comet
And he tied up his helpers and he held the elves hostage
And he ground up poor Rudolph into reindeer sausage
He got Dancer and Prancer with an old German Luger
And he slashed up Dasher just like Freddy Krueger
And he picked up a flamethrower and he barbequed Blitzen
And he took a big bite and said, "It tastes just like chicken!"

The night Santa went crazy
The night Kris Kringle went nuts
Now you can't hardly walk around the North Pole
Without steppin' in reindeer guts

There's the National Guard and the F.B.I.
There's a van from the Eyewitness News
And helicopters circlin' 'round in the sky
And the bullets are flyin', the body count's risin'
And everyone's dyin' to know, oh Santa, why?
My my my my my my
You used to be such a jolly guy

Yes, Virginia, now Santa's doin' time
In a federal prison for his infamous crime
Hey, little friend, now don't you cry no more tears
He'll be out with good behavior in 700 more years
But now Vixen's in therapy and Donner's still nervous
And the elves all got jobs working for the postal service
And they say Mrs. Clause, she's on the phone every night
With her lawyer negotiating the movie rights

They're talkin' bout - the night Santa went crazy
The night St. Nicholas flipped
Broke his back for some milk and cookies
Sounds to me like he was tired of gettin' gypped

Wo, the night Santa went crazy
The night St. Nick went insane
Realized he's gettin' a raw deal
Something finally must have snapped in his brain
Wo, something finally must have snapped in his brain
Tell ya, something finally must have snapped... in his brain

We like that song by Weird Al, even if it is creepy! LOL

I guess I am showing my age, but back in the day I think the creepiest song (70's when I was in HS) was Blue Oyster Cult's song- Don't Fear the Reaper

All our times have come
Here but now they're gone
Seasons don't fear the reaper
Nor do the wind the sun or the rain (we can be like they are)
Come on baby (don't fear the reaper)
Baby take my hand (don't fear the reaper)
We'll be able to fly (don't fear the reaper)
Baby I'm your man
La-la-la-la-la la-la-la-la-la

Valentine is done
Here but now they're gone
Romeo and Juliet
Are together in eternity (Romeo and Juliet)
40,000 men and women everyday (like Romeo and Juliet)
40,000 men and women everyday (redefine happiness)
Another 40,000 coming everyday (we can be like they are)
Come on baby (don't fear the reaper)
Baby take my hand (don't fear the reaper)
We'll be able to fly (don't fear the reaper)
Baby I'm your man
La-la-la-la-la la-la-la-la-la

Love of two is one
Here but now they're gone
Came the last night of sadness
And it was clear she couldn't go on
Then the door was open and the wind appeared
The candles blew then disappeared
The curtains flew then he appeared (saying don't be afraid)
Come on baby (and she had no fear)
And she ran to him (then they started to fly)
They looked backward and said goodbye (she had become like they are)
She had taken his hand (she had become like they are)
Come on baby (don't fear the reaper)

Just the kind a song we suicidal teenagers needed to listen to.... and the music with it was just as creepy! (but I will admit, I did like the song)

Post the lyrics to MacArthur Park your quesyions will be answered

That's the one I was going to say Jack!!!


35 years later and I'm still trying to figure out the whole cake in the rain thing! :stressed:

That's the one I was going to say Jack!!!


35 years later and I'm still trying to figure out the whole cake in the rain thing! :stressed:
:D

LOL ditto

That's the one I was going to say Jack!!!


35 years later and I'm still trying to figure out the whole cake in the rain thing! :stressed:
My guess is that its a metophor- the cake in the rain is like a broken relationship :p

Thats just my guess though

My guess is that its a metophor- the cake in the rain is like a broken relationship :p

Thats just my guess though


That's all I could ever come up with too.

Maybe he wrote the song after getting dumped at his rainy birthday party! :crazy:

That's all I could ever come up with too.

Maybe he wrote the song after getting dumped at his rainy birthday party! :crazy:
:lol:

That's all I could ever come up with too.

Maybe he wrote the song after getting dumped at his rainy birthday party! :crazy:
Yeah :rotflmao:

the song White Rabbit is pretty weird

Oh I agree 100%.... But being a fan of Jefferson Airplane and Lewis Carroll AND growing up in the 60's and 70's, I have always loved the song for it's total weirdness... I would like to think that Carroll himself would have approved, after all, his stories were just as creepy if you really think about it! LOL

One pill makes you larger
And one pill makes you small
And the ones that mother gives you
Don't do anything at all
Go ask Alice
When she's ten feet tall

And if you go chasing rabbits
And you know you're going to fall
Tell 'em a hookah smoking caterpillar
Has given you the call
To call Alice
When she was just small

When the men on the chessboard
Get up and tell you where to go
And you've just had some kind of mushroom
And your mind is moving slow
Go ask Alice
I think she'll know

When logic and proportion
Have fallen sloppy dead
And the White Knight is talking backwards
And the Red Queen's off with her head
Remember what the doormouse said:
"Feed your head
Feed your head"

I LOVE that song!

There was also a made for t.v. movie back in the early 70s called "Go Ask Alice" and they used the Jefferson Airplane song it in. 'Course, about a teenage girl who got herself into the drug scene.

I was into "freaky" art (like Heavy Metal magazine) and would draw the smoking caterpillar on the mushroom.

Listen to the Tom Waits album 'Real Gone'... every song is pretty damn creepy.

Listen to the Tom Waits album 'Real Gone'... every song is pretty damn creepy.
Also Bob Dylan 'Master of War' is creepy I guess... but it sums up what I think of George Bush...