‘Alternative Theories’ — #Lyrics To A Pop Ballad

This one is pretty good. Enjoy

Alternative Theories
lyrics by Shelton Bumgarner
@bumgarls
please give credit if you produce or perform

don’t know what I know
’cause you tell me it’s so
you let me down nice
tell me to sit tight
the truth will come out
I’ll know without doubt

we looked into it
and it just ain’t so

alternative theories
alternative theories
alternative theories

now don’t be sad
you’ve just been had
we’re glad you contact us
took you serious we swear
but it’s all in your head

we looked into it
and it just ain’t so

alternative theories
alternative theories
alternative theories

[bridge]
we might have found the truth
but you’ll be in dark to boot
won’t hurt you one bit
we promise we don’t think you’re shit

now just you scoot
go back to the dirt
regret won’t hurt one bit
we’re read all over
you’re just a jerk

‘Fake News’ — #Lyrics To A Pop Ballad

Whatever. Just trying to tell a story in verse.

Fake News
lyrics by Shelton Bumgarner
@bumgarls
please give credit if you produce or perform

don’t get the blues
it’s all over now
the truth is know
but we’ll wrap it up
in fake news

we’re protecting the young
’cause that’s how it’s done
we think you’re kind of dumb
and here’s the rub

fake news
what do you have to lose
with fake news
fake news

it’s all part of the plan
just don’t be sad
there’s a lot we don’t know
but it’s not of your concern
fake news

when you are gone
we talk about your charm
too bad it’s all in good fun
the harm is not about pulling your leg
just because of what’s in your head
fake news

fake news
what do you have to lose
with fake news
fake news

[bridge]
what’s wrong
why are you mad
do you have stars in your eyes
or are the just sighs

there’s not much more to say
much to our dismay
just go away, go away, go away

‘Martha Mitchell’ — #Lyrics To A Punk Song

In my imagination this would have a beat like a Clash song.

Martha Mitchell
lyrics by Shelton Bumgarner
@bumgarls
please give credit if you produce or perform

we’re all telling the truth
he was rich
she was pregnant
end of story
ignore what you know
just move along with a new song
Martha Mitchell

we’re a fool to drool about this
it’s all figured out
without a doubt
stop casing about with your views
we know exactly what you don’t
won’t tell you any facts
don’t you fret

Martha Mitchell
she’s a loon
Martha Mitchell
you know we’re all doomed

now I’ll tell you
that you’re in the best of names
the fame won’t go to your head
’cause it’s all a lie
you’re not allowed even a smile

stop your speculating
we told you the facts
keep it up
we’ll think you’re a lout
with out a doubt

Martha Mitchell
she’s a loon
Martha Mitchell
you know we’re all doomed

[bridge]
there’s going to come a time
when everything spins on a dime
all we’ll let you is sigh

what’s your thing
why do you care I declare
you’re a nobody it’s obvious to see
why are we even talking to thee

‘Beverly Hills’ — #Lyrics To Hard Rock Pop Song

This would be like a Rolling Stones song. But literally no one cares about anything I do, so this is just me venting.

Beverly Hills
lyrics by Shelton Bumgarner
@bumgarls
please give credit if you produce or perform

the sun beats down on the streets
people walk around dancing to a funky beat
lawyers all around
each one named Davidson
they are all independent
not one is orange
they know where it’s at in
Beverly Hills

there are plenty of cheep thrills
in Beverly Hills
they’ll cost you though
a cool mill
in Beverly Hills

when you got problems
even a rich rando
will give you a thrill
over a million ways
he’ll make your day
the lies don’t matter
’cause we’re making America great again
in Beverly Hills

there are plenty of cheep thrills
in Beverly Hills
they’ll cost you though
a cool mill
in Beverly Hills

[bridge]
there’s always a cover
when you’re in need
you can’t flee to your house
maybe bounce about

things are exactly what they seem
if you know what I mean
it’s all the truth
if you get knocked up in
Beverly Hills

‘My Old Gray Lady’ — #Lyrics To A Ballad About The New York Times

Just feel inspired. This would be a slow pop song like “New York I love You, But You’re Bringing Me Down.” No one cares about anything I do, so no harm no foul, right?

My Old Gray Lady
lyrics by Shelton Bumgarner
@bumgarls
please give credit if you produce or perform

no one listen to me
thought my old gray lady was different
for a moment at most
but soon enough I gave up the ghost
my old gray lady
has color at last
she’s no longer mine
even if she gives me some her time

no one listens to me
for a moment I did sing
my old gray lady
she thought I was the best
then just a pest
what she knows she won’t say
just wants me to go away

my old gray lady
she’s here to say
my old gray lady
that you leave with with dismay

no listens to me
what can I say but it’s ok
when we’re ready to bounce
maybe we’ll just feel like louts
then it’s all over don’t you know
’cause life kind of blows

no listens to me
just listen to me wine
but we know everything will be just fine
there’s nothing you can do
if you try you’re just rude

my old gray lady
she’s here to say
my old gray lady
that you leave with with dismay

[bridge]
it’s nothing at all
thought I had the gall
to break the case
but it’s just a disgrace

no listens to me
it’s obvious to thee
that’s the story is true
things can’t get much worse
it’s like it never happened
what are you thinking
go climb a tree

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‘Trust Us’ — #Lyrics To A Pop Song About The New York Times

Just felt inspired. Seems like The New York Times deserves some lyrics that will never be produced.

Trust Us
lyrics by Shelton Bumgarner
@bumgarls
please give credit if you produce or perform

we got your answers
trust us
don’t you fret
we know the truth
trust us
everything is set
just you ignore what you feel
trust us

there’s nothing more to say
forget about this with no delay
we’re always here for you
listening to your concerns
but when push comes to shove
here’s the rub

trust us
trust us
trust us

we’ve got the record
print it every day
we know things you don’t
things that would leave you dismayed
the facts are our thing
we wear it like bling

there all this noise
you think you’ve got it figured out
but trust us
you don’t
we’re all over the place
with our power our grace
just shut up
and

trust us
trust us
trust us

[bridge]
when it’s all done
and you’re dead
we won’t even mark it
with an asterisk

don’t think any more of it
walk it off
’cause things are just as they seem
at least we’ve decided it’s so
don’t you know

trust us
trust us
trust us

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Bgure guvatf.

Bapr lbh pnyy ohyyfuvg ba ure pnfhnyyl orvat ersreerq Xrvgu Qnivqfba gura jung ryfr vf fur ylvat nobhg?

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‘Bra & Panties’ — #Lyrics To An R&B Song

Just like the phrase “bra and panties” and the idea that if a woman’s bra and panties match when she takes her clothes off in front of you, she seduced you. This would be an R&B beat, whatever that means.

Bra & Panties
lyrics by Shelton Bumgarner
@bumgarls
please give credit if you produce or perform

look in the mirror
what do I see
but black bra and panties
waiting for my time
to throw down
he won’t know what hit him
the sin will be too much
’cause I know he likes it rough
once he sees my

bra and panties
only the best
bra and panties
show a little bit of flesh

he thinks he’s got his eye on me
when I’ve got my eye on him
I’ll let him win
but I’ll claim my victory
when he’s moaning on top of me
he won’t know what to say when he sees my

bra and panties
only the best
bra and panties
show a little bit of flesh

[bridge]
a little passion is my fashion
when I see his smile
things will break my way
as they always do
without fail

there’s nothing he can do
he’ll have to swoon
when he get a sight of my
bra and panties
bra and panties
bra and panties

‘Awkward’ — #Lyrics To Pop Song About Taylor Swift

No one will ever produce any of these lyrics I write, but it is relaxing. I do enjoy at least attempting to tell a story in verse. This is just a pointless, useless hobby. This would have a pretty standard pop beat to it.

Awkward
lyrics by Shelton Bumgarner
@bumgarls
please give credit if you produce or perform

famous as can be
she seems like she always about to flee
tall and lean she’s like no one else
and boy can she dance
but no matter what you can tell
that she’s not quite right
she’s

awkward
awkward
awkward

her eyes glow like the summer sun
but she seems about to run
lies are all about her
but there’s no doubt about her
she loves her fan
at least that’s her plan

when will we believe
her musical story of lies
maybe we if we quit staring at her thighs
nothing from her but sighs
leave her alone
let her live with her moans
’cause she’s

awkward
awkward
awkward

[bridge]
what more do you want
a piece of her soul
if you do
you’re on a roll

nothing to see her
just another boy by her side
one she’s going to take for ride
maybe write a curse in verse
once he says goodbye

‘End Of Story’ — #Lyrics To A Pop Song

Feh. While I’m content, I’m annoyed. So in an effort to get some creative release I’m back to writing song lyrics. Here’s just me rambling around. This would be like the Avril Lavigne’s Sk8er Boi.

End Of Story
lyrics by Shelton Bumgarner
@bumgarls

he was a fat fuck
she was a bunny
wealthy as can be
he ruled the LA roost
how they met nobody knows

he was rich
she was pregnant
end of story
he was rich
she was pregnant
end of story

she grows with life
calls up Davidson
he says we’ll get you some dough
Cohen helps her man
he’s got a plan
what’s up that anyhow

but that’s what happen
that’s they tell me
I have to believe
it’s plain to see

he was rich
she was pregnant
end of story
he was rich
she was pregnant
end of story

[bridge]
Orange couldn’t be involved
oh no way that’s not true
despite a more than a million reason
to believe he was

now it’s all over
we’re walking away
the facts are obvious to see
but I thought I knew the truth
shows me what I know

‘Old Europe’ — #Lyrics To A Pop Song

This song is about how Barbara Palvin was discovered in Budapest. I only write this because I’ve figured out a hook. Again, she just inspires me. She’s gorgeous and she deserves a song or two written about her, or at least the lyrics to them.

Old Europe
lyrics by Shelton Bumgarner
@bumgarls
please give credit if you produce or perform

on the streets of Budapest
a beauty was discovered
her eyes blue shone like crystals
forged deep in the earth
only to burst forth with great force
she’s a new beauty from

old Europe
a stunner to the eye
brings men to their knees
seeking to please
hoping for a smile

old Europe
old Europe
we’re all a bit more alive
because of the beauty of
old Europe

whisked away to Asia
she grew up with style
divine as can be
what’s a man to do
but admire her from afar
think of as a star

old Europe
old Europe
we’re all a bit more alive
because of the beauty of
old Europe

[bridge]
she’s out of your grasp
never to arrive
she’s a part of the stars in the sky

when all our fears flee
it’ll be time for her to leave
missing your wish
that she might stay a bit