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  1. TIME TO SCORE! • Voting (scorecards) will take place Monday May 29 through Midnight (PDT) Saturday June 3. • I'll post the results on Sunday June 4 PLEASE READ BEFORE SUBMITTING YOUR SCORES: 1. Please title your post, "LYRIC SCORES." 2. When you send me your scores, put the number to the left of the song title, like this: "1.5 - Song Title." 3. Also important…leave a blank spot for your song, but keep the title in the list. For example, if your song title is "Cat Puke Soup," your scores should look like this: 4.5 Song Title 3.0 Song Title ...Cat Puke Soup 1.5 Song Title 4. Please read and rate each lyric using the scoring table below (Scores of 1.0 and 5.0 should be rare). Copy and paste the list at the bottom of this post and insert your score to the left of each title. Then send your scores to me them to me (iggy) in a Private Message before Midnight (PDT) Saturday June 3. - Do not rank the songs, from 5 down to 1; use the criteria below - Do not rank the songs against each other; use the criteria below - Do not score your own lyric If you are a contestant, you must provide scores or your entry will be disqualified Ask yourself how well the lyric flows/rhymes. Does it create emotions? Can you imagine it set to music? 1.0 - Excellent. 1.5 - Almost Excellent 2.0 - Very Good 2.5 - Good 3.0 - Above Average 3.5 - Average 4.0 - Below Average 4.5 - Poor 5.0 - Very Poor Here are the lyrics: ********* Modern Pop Music Thank You For Being Our Mom Finir En Beaute It Sucks To Be You Eve Of Mourning I Know The Score Mustard fields of Southwold Drink from the Toilet Country Jones Everywhere a Party Behind These Bars War’s the Devil’s Game Please vote even if you don't have an entry iggy
  2. War’s the Devil’s Game Verse 1 We rode out of Carolina Headed north to Fredericksburg In place when battle started And lines began to surge Verse 2 Humanity had stumbled There seemed no other way When the cannons rumbled We joined in the fray Chorus Destruction’s pulled its covers We’ve only ourselves to blame No winners, only losers War’s the devil’s game Verse 3 Fog filled the violence Guns roared; blood flowed Death groaned in the distance Grew louder as we rode Verse 4 We fought amid skirmishes Kept our enemy in sight Fear never diminished We fought with all our might Chorus Destruction’s pulled its covers We’ve only ourselves to blame No winners, only losers War’s the devil’s game
  3. Hi guys and gals, Deadline for entry is tonight at midnight!!!! iggy
  4. Behind These Bars I strayed I betrayed Unafraid And now I hate it here Behind these bars I lied And defied Till you cried And now I’m terrified Behind these bars (Chorus) I want to feel your heart’s sweet rhythm And smooth the pain from your brow I want to leave this cruel prison But, baby, I don’t know how I ache Nearly break A mistake To stay awake in here Behind these bars I dream Or I scream Unredeemed As I may seem in here Behind these bars (Chorus) I want to feel your heart’s sweet rhythm And smooth the pain from your brow I want to leave this cruel prison But, baby, I don’t know how (Bridge) This is haunting me The fault is all my own But it’s up to you to set me free Baby, please let me come home I strayed I betrayed Unafraid And now I hate it here Behind these bars I lied And defied Till you cried And now I’m terrified Behind these bars (Final Chorus) I want to feel your heart’s sweet rhythm And smooth the pain from your brow I want to leave this cruel, cruel prison It’s something only you can allow
  5. Everywhere a Party V Gotta love it here on Bourbon Street Between Canal and Esplanade Thirteen blocks of clubs and bars And everywhere a party V Le vieux carre and all that jazz Some zydeco and delta blues Thirteen blocks of things to do And everywhere a party C For the party generation, there’s nowhere in the nation That’s better for a party than Bourbon Street V Cajun, creole, voodoo queens Conjured up in New Orleans Thirteen blocks of loaded scenes And everywhere a party V Dress me up for Gallatoire’s A bowl of bouillabaisse Thirteen blocks to walk it off And everywhere a party C For the party generation, there’s nowhere in the nation That’s better for a party than Bourbon Street OUT For those who like to party, this is where to party For those who like to party, this is where to party For those who like to party, this is where to party Party to the beat, here on Bourbon Street For those who like to party, this is where to party For those who like to party, this is where to party For those who like to party, this is where to party Party to the beat, here on Bourbon Street
  6. Country Jones He sings his songs to his girl at night She claps along in time and it sounds just right Country Jones big country Jones That country singin, beer swillin, guitar pickin, man He plays the songs that sound real good You can tell he's got country in his blood Country Jones oh big country Jones That country singin, beer swillin,, guitar pickin man Country Jones, big country Jones He's got Nashville in his soul He was born in Birmingham, and I don't mean Alabam That country singing, beer swilling, whiskey sipping, guitar picking,man Lead break Country Jones, big country Jones The sound of his guitar can break your heart He dreams of Grande Ole Opry, and he'll get there if he can That country singin, beer swillin, whiskey sippin, Woman chasin, husbands hate him He's only playing, guitar picking man.
  7. Drink from the Toilet I once had a beagle Who did gross things Like licking his privates And rolling in stink When no-one remembered To top up his bowl yet He'd head to the bathroom And drink from the toilet {ch} Now, that water was murky But he seemed to enjoy it Man, he must have been thirsty To drink from a toilet! I thought of that dog When I voted last week I left that place feeling I'd rolled in a stink Democracy worked once But press the fast forward Now all that it gives us Is "Buyer's Remorse" But I picked up that ballot Took care not to spoil it Put my "x" in the box And I drank from that toilet The water was murky But I tried to enjoy it Democracy's thirsty So I drank from that toilet {br} They tell us that we're lucky That changing would be rough We'd better swallow all this crap Or everything will get backed up ..and the system will not flush So... Pick up that ballot Take care not to spoil it Put your "x" in the box And drink from that toilet The water is murky But you'll learn to enjoy it Democracy's thirsty So drink from that toilet! Yeah. the water is murky (You really should boil it) But Democracy's thirsty! Come drink from the toilet!!
  8. Mustard fields of Southwold Among the blazing fields of mustard Iridescent golden glow Car engine revving over The sound of seventies radio The feeling as we saw ahead us The blue horizon of the sea Rising over the the coastal hills It was wonderful and worry free Southwold Town of my childhood Running through the dunes Lighthouse, kites balloons Miles of sea calling a spirit in me Southwold Bundle out with a picnic lunch Run through dunes and pebbly sand Wind picking at my legs Plastic shovel in my hand After hours of play my mum would call Out of the sea to eat our lunch Beef and mustard sandwiches Sand would make each mouthful crunch Southwold Town of my childhood Running through the dunes Lighthouse, kites balloons Miles of sea calling a spirit in me Southwold Well I live far away these days Havent been since my parents died But sometimes I fire up google maps Take myself on a little ride Mustard fields, the beach the shore In a way it's like i'm back once more A family riding in the car The things that make us who we are Southwold Town of my childhood Running through the dunes Lighthouse, kites balloons Miles of sea calling a spirit in me Southwold
  9. I know the score (Verse 1) Penthouse apartment in the heart of town Do not disturb sign's uP But I know what's going Down. Wrung out woozy Never been too choosy Old habits tell the cause, Your arms are marked Scars across your heart Spare me talk of past wars. (Chorus) All the money you make For the ass that you shake All the moolah All the dollar Spent on powder and grape. I know the score I know the score We're into overtime I’ve got a gun at your door. (Verse 2) Fancy bedroom, not a single sound Showing what you goT Passed out on the Ground. Strung out floozies Guess they like your bluesies Gold records tile the walls, My nose is clean Don't mess with the scene When I make my house-calls. (Chorus) All the money you make For the ass that you shake All the moolah All the dollar Spent on powder and grape. I know the score I know the score We're into overtime I’ve got a gun at your door. (Bridge) Well, I ain't no cop Don't walk a beat on this night, I call and collect Don't give me no fight. I got an IOU note That's been writ by your hand, I ain't a charitable case Expect cash on demand. (Chorus) All the money you make For the ass that you shake All the moolah All the dollar Spent on powder and grape. I know the score I know the score We're into overtime I’ve got a gun at your door. (Outro) I got an IOU note That I know that you wrote, Yeah, I know the score I know the score, Said, I know the score I know the score.
  10. Eve Of Mourning (Vs) Hiding in nooks and crannies, shadows are his friend The fog gives him a blanket, streetlights can't peek in Sirens in the distance, scream out for him tonight The darkness is his comfort, the cloak that he holds tight (Ch) It's the eve of mourning, tears fall like the rain On this eve of mourning, she's crying out in pain She's battered and bruised been hit and abused On this eve, eve of mourning (Vs) A dog is barking somewhere, car horns pierce the air a din of city voices are everywhere Hugging an alley wall, he moves along his way, followed by a figure that wants to make him pay (Ch) It's the eve of mourning, tears fall like the rain On this eve of mourning, she's crying in her pain She's battered and bruised been hit and abused On this eve.. (Bridge) He hears a sound, he turns around as the hammers coming down. He couldn't run from her father's gun that followed him through town (End Ch) It's the eve of mourning, tears fall like the rain Her Daddy's on the run the deed has been done On this eve of mourning daddy’s on the run
  11. It sucks to be you People "alleluia" When you walk out the room. Family changed their numbers; said "don't call too soon." You're a walking disaster with no conscience or clue. It bites and it blows and it sucks to be you. Strangers see you coming And they all cross the street. Neighbors look away So your eyes never meet. Birds stop singing when you come into view. Squirrels even know that it sucks to be you. It sucks, it sucks, it sucks the wazoo. The word on the street is it sucks to be you. The flies are disgusted, The cockroaches too. Mosquitos gag When they take blood from you. Suffice it to say that your friends they are few. By court stipulation it sucks to be you. Your foul disposition Makes great birth control. The devil is warming A place for your soul. It sucks to be you, yes it sucks to be you. The whole night long and the damn day too. It sucks, it sucks, it sucks the wazoo. Good god almighty it sucks to be you. It sucks, it sucks, it sucks, yes it's true. And so in summation it sucks to be you.
  12. FINIR EN BEAUTÉ What a night to be in love and a falling star above streaks quickly out of view Oh make a wish, make a wish but don't tell me what it is or it will never never come true Streaks to the sunrise to greet the dawn Lights up the world as it speeds along Feel the room shake Hear the windows break Did it flash before the blink of an eye? Signs never read exploding overhead Is that how close we came to die? That pretty pretty smoke trail hanging in the sky? All the colors of the storm and the veil of rain is warm The world has gone worlds away Dance with me, dance with me just like children running free We can care another day Come hither now and join me out there Isn't it just electric like a taste in the air? Feel the room shake Hear the windows break Did it flash before the blink of an eye? Signs never read exploding overhead Is that how close we came to die? That gentle roll of thunder in someone's distant sky? Siren to sailor Apple to sin Thrill to chaser Caution to wind Beauty plays tame Sober plays rash Fools to flame Fools to ash Am I beauty? Am I tame? Am I beauty? Am I tame? Feel the room shake
  13. Thank You For Being Our Mom Verse 1: When we get hungry and say please feed me here comes my mom to mac and cheese me While eating popcorn at the movies or resting our head on your big boobies Pre-Chorus: We always feel safe we always feel warm you hold our little hands through every thunderstorm Chorus: Keepin' us away from harm always remaining calm and you love chicken parm thank you for being our mom oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh oh oh thank you for being our mom Verse 2: You protect us like a bear cub and when we're really gross our bodies clean you scrub We get to see this stuff with you at the zoo ya, giving out the love that's just what mamas do Pre-Chorus: We always feel safe we always feel warm you hold our little hands through every thunderstorm Chorus: Keepin' us away from harm always remaining calm and you love chicken parm thank you for being our mom oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh oh oh thank you for being our mom oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh oh oh thank you for being our mom
  14. Modern Pop Music Booty, booty, booty I love the way your booty shakes a$$, a$$, a$$ girl you know I love that a$$ Money, money, money look at the money I throw around Cash, cash, cash flashin' all my cash! Party, party, party don't you know it's cool to party? Fun, fun, fun We're just having fun Drink, drink, drink we only drink the good stuff Cool, cool, cool we do these things so we look cool. Shorty, shorty, shorty got me a hot little shorty sex, sex, sex Get with me baby for the best sex
  15. May Lyric Contest The timeline is: • Entries will be accepted now through Midnight Pacific Daylight Time (PDT) Sunday, May 28 • Voting (scorecards) will take place Monday May 29 through Midnight (PDT) Saturday June 3. • Don't start voting until I officially post the scoring instructions. • I'll post the results on Sunday June 4 Here are the rules: 1) It has to be an original lyric that has not been posted on this site previously 2) Send your submission to me (iggy) via private message and I will post it anonymously on your behalf. The names of each lyric writer will be revealed at the end of the contest. 3) Once you enter your lyric, you cannot change or revise it, or submit another in its place. 4) I will submit it as is, so watch your format and your spelling. I will not change any of your errors after the lyric has been posted. 5) If you enter, you must submit scores for the other lyrics when the submission portion of the contest ends. All Musers are welcome to submit songs as contestants or score the songs as non-contestants. Any questions or problems should be sent to me (iggy) via private message (PM). ENJOY iggy