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‘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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Bgure guvatf.

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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?

Orpuneq vf na npgerff. Crgre X. Fgevf vf ab qhzzl. Ur pbhyq pbnpu ure gb gryy nalbar jub nfxrq rabhtu gb znxr gurz oryvrir gur pbire fgbel.

Ohg ab bar unf rkcynvarq gung $1.6 zvyyvba gb zr. Lbh pna’g. Gung $1.6 zvyyvba cbcf bhg naq fvzcyl gryyvat zr V’z jebat naq gb fuhg hc qbrfa’g phg vg.

‘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

‘Cock An Eye’ — #Lyrics To A Pop Song

This just a pop song.

Cock An Eye
lyrics by Shelton Bumgarner
@bumgarls
please give credit if you produce or perform

see you walk on by
and I sigh
stray thoughts pass through my head
don’t know what to say
much to my dismay
all I gotta say is you
make me

cock an eye
looking at you
cock an eye
think I might die
cock an eye

don’t know what happens next
won’t get any rest till I feel your breath
a touch of lust I confess
resides in my heart
but for right now
you just make me

cock an eye
looking at you
cock an eye
think I might die
cock an eye

[bridge]
nothing will happen
it’s obvious to me
but I can dream
that’s allowed
as far as I know

but when all is said and done
you’ll be on the run
by my side I believe
’cause I started it all
by having the gall to

cock an eye
looking at you
cock an eye
think I might die
cock an eye

‘NDA’ — #Lyrics To A Pop-Rock-Rap Fusion Song

In some respects, this song could never be made unless you did it gangsta and simply told Radiohead fuck you and stole the sample that would make the song. Or, you could get Regina Spektor to sing the words you needed in the way you needed. Either way, this song could be pretty powerful under the right conditions. You get the best, most respected rapper you could find to sing the rest of the song and see what happened. Childish Gambino seems like the guy who would dig this concept this most at this point. This is me raging against the idea that Trump through Cohen demanded Bechard to have an abortion for $1.6 million. I have no proof this what happened, but it does inspire lyrics.

NDA
lyrics by Shelton Bumgarner
Sample of “No Surprises” by Thom Yorke / Radiohead
@bumgarls
please give credit if you produce or perform

Silence
Silence
Silence
Silence

the brick was forced into existance
torn from the kiln
on a demand from above
it’s heartbeat was stilled
on a whim from an orange
the hypocrisy is rank
all of this stinks
the rats are running

bring down the government
they don’t speak for us
bring down the government
they don’t speak for us

they tell us what to do
but baby they’re through
we’re going to rage in the streets
till they flee
we’ll charge the tower of our own power
we’ll eat cake for weeks
nothing will stop us
until they hear us cry
we’ll scream until we we’ll die

bring down the government
they don’t speak for us
bring down the government
they don’t speak for us

they lose children left and right
kids are gone
out of sight
the bricks are through at us with a grin
but in the end we know we’ll win
streets on fire
things will grow dire
bunnies will die
you know why
the results are in
a night of sin
with a brick
born in a kiln

bring down the government
they don’t speak for us
bring down the government
they don’t speak for us

[bridge]
my rage will last
all night maybe more
the roar of the crowd
will scare them anyhow

just you wait and see
baby it’s just you and me
the mad king will be deposed
a man who crushed a rose
his lies will be exposed
one by one
it’s all coming down

silence
silence
silence
silence