Tag: pop

‘This Is Fine’ — #Lyrics To A Pop Ballad

This is based on the “This is fine” meme. No beat. Just a concept.

This Is Fine
lyrics by Shelton Bumgarner
@bumgarls
please give credit if you produce or perform

we went so well together
but it was all a bunch of lies
leather and lace was our thing
but in the end there was still a sting
the flames of desire are gone
but
this is fine

thought you were the one
finally had sadness on the run

yet now all I do is fret
as fire rages around me
stare out into space and reflect
this is fine
this is fine
this is fine

now all I’ve got is my ire
the wish you may never have another kiss
feel a rush in my face
whenever someone mentions your name
who’s to blame it’s all a shame

wonder where you are now
what woman you’re fooling
if she’s happy as I once was
the truth will come crashing down on her
she’ll find herself in my place
thinking
this is fine

thought you were the one
finally had sadness on the run

yet now all I do is fret
as fire rages around me
stare out into space and reflect
this is fine
this is fine
this is fine

[bridge]
you were mine
we ruled the world together
I felt light as a feather
where do that go
I wanna know

love is as powerful they come
when it’s gone there’s no going back
as the burning house comes crashing down
I drink my coffee and reflect
this is fine, this is fine, this is fine
this is fine, this is fine, this is fine

‘WYD’ — #Lyrics To A Pop Song

I really have no beat with this one. Just a concept. It’s a modern, yet classic story. Woman is alone late at night looking for a friend and some fun. She texts an ex WYD and she waits for an answer. This is not quite as obvious as “You up?”

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

feeling all alone
but not lonely
the night’s darkness surrounds me
feel it like a bear hug
a mood strikes
I text
WYD

we said we were through
the passion too intense
was going to burn out
but I think of your eyes
you between my thighs
WYD

it’s the same old story
technology just changed

your touch calls my name
in a way I can’t explain
just looking for the D
if you know what I mean
WYD, WYD, WYD, WYD
WYD, WYD, WYD, WYD

waiting for your reply
see you’re typing
the anticipation is killing me
what’s going to happen next
I fret and fret

you might crack a joke
tell never mind I need to get woke
but I’m stoked that won’t happen
believe soon it’ll be just me and you
between the sheets making friends

it’s the same old story
technology just changed

your touch calls my name
in a way I can’t explain
just looking for the D
if you know what I mean
WYD, WYD, WYD, WYD
WYD, WYD, WYD, WYD

[bridge]
once I get there
won’t take long for the crash
you’ll bite your lip
I’ll drop my slip

look at my phone and moan
we’re going to bone
’cause I see
IDK, WAY
staring back at me

WYD
WYD
WYD
WYD

‘Amosexual’ — #Lyrics To A Pop-Rap Song

I simply don’t have a beat to go with this one. You’d have to change it some to fit a beat. I’m thinking something you might associated with a Kanye West song. Something thumping with a lot of bass. This one is about people who love their guns more than their children. The shitheads.

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

stroke the trigger
blood lust is ready and cocked
empire of death about to be founded
pick’em off one by one
ask’em they believe in God
time for some martyrs to be born
amosexual

we come into this world alone
we leave it with dust on our ass

there’s no excuse if you don’t rule the roost
if you don’t love your gun you’re doomed
the death of innocents is our sacrifice
it’s the price we pay for freedom
it’s the price we pay for freedom
it’s the price we pay for freedom
amosexual

when the alarm is rung
the guns are already out
give you something to shout about
there’ll be tears before bedtime
maybe sooner
screams of pain ring in your ears
trench coat open and ready
nothing will stop fate now
love and lust are one and the same
we just deny the facts of life
nothing wrong with loving hate
when the cucks realize they’ve failed
no way to reign us in my friend
you ain’t see anything yet

we come into this world alone
we leave it with dust on our ass

there’s no excuse if you don’t rule the roost
if you don’t love your gun you’re doomed
the death of innocents is our sacrifice
it’s the price we pay for freedom
it’s the price we pay for freedom
it’s the price we pay for freedom
amosexual

[bridge]
when we’re all in hell
or maybe heaven if you’re lucky
we will meet our maker
Smith & Wesson will be waiting
to put us to one last test

talking heads send thoughts and prayers
but we all know it doesn’t matter one bit
the streets will run red with blood yet again
lick your wounds clean you’ll need your energy
it’ll all happen again when the demons rise
clocks will be stilled by glocks
peek into your doomed fate one last time
when the police arrive it’ll be too late
nothing will be done because as you know
it’s the price we pay for freedom
it’s the price we pay for freedom
it’s the price we pay for freedom

‘Greenpoint’ — #Lyrics To A Pop Song

Much like the Selena Gomez song “Bad Liar” uses a watered down hook from The Talking Heads’ Psycho Killer, in my imagination, the beat to this one would be the hook from The Dead Milkmen’s Punk Rock Girl.

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

you text me out of the blue
tell me what to do
we’re going to meet
in Greenpoint

have a skip in my step
not knowing what to expect
anything can happen when you get a text

to have coffee in Brooklyn
to have coffee in Brooklyn
to have coffee in Brooklyn

got out of my Uber with a grin on my face
it was hot and the cityscape bopped
what could it be you wanted with me
visions of running away to Paris
danced in my head
maybe we would fly to Vegas
to be wed

people seemed to stare
made me nervous that they knew
something I didn’t
we’re all just making our way
to a fateful day
when we’re happy they say

have a skip in my step
not knowing what to expect
anything can happen when you get a text

to have coffee in Brooklyn
to have coffee in Brooklyn
to have coffee in Brooklyn

[bridge]
maybe we’ll start a family
settle down in Slope Park
where it’s always safe after dark
it all started with a lark

opened the door to Budin
out of breath from the runnin
sat down expecting a ring
you took my hand and smiled
baby, it’s not you it’s me

have a skip in my step
not knowing what to expect
anything can happen when you get a text

to have coffee in Brooklyn
to have coffee in Brooklyn
to have coffee in Brooklyn

‘No Filter’ — #Lyrics To A Pop Rock Dance Song

Pop songs in my opinion talk about modern problems in an obscure way that’s timeless. These lyrics are about a woman telling her man not to compare her to the fake-ass bitches on Instagram. Ideally, this would have one those throwback beats that harken back to the 1950s.

No Filter
lyrics by Shelton Bumgarner
@bumgarls
please give credit if you produce or perform

checking your phone letting out a moan
(again)
you turn me and see me in reality
no filter

don’t compare me to the Gram girls
that’s just not fair

I’m your lady with no filter
no need to dither away our love
you got me in your arms
no filter needed
no filter needed
no filter needed

I’m always in your bed
no batteries to fail
(I never do)
won’t strain your eyes
looking at my thighs
when the lights are off

no screen to scratch
I work even when wet
(I like it)
we’re meant to be
those Gram girls may be perfect
but they’re not me

don’t compare me to the Gram girls
that’s just not fair

I’m your lady with no filter
no need to dither away our love
you got me in your arms
no filter needed
no filter needed
no filter needed

[bridge]
Gram girls dancing in your head
think they’re good in bed
if you met them in reality
your dreams would be shot

why give those Gram girls your time
when I let you touch my thigh
(in reality)
come here and give me a kiss
those Gram girls are just pixels
a figment

‘Scales’ — #Lyrics To A Dance Pop Song

Just screwing around. I enjoy telling stories in verse. No one cares.

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

weighing your fate in my head
they say lady justice is blind
but she’s putting me in a bind
texting my friends left and right
just want to get it right

the scales are even
my mind is unsure of it’s next turn

scales of love
tell me what to do
scales of love
need your wisdom
scales of love
scales of love
scales of love

you’re good to me that’s true
but you can’t hit the spot
the one that makes me rock
do you love me like you did
or is that dead

we once were so happy
thought of starting a family
but those nights of passion are gone
leaving my mind cold and spare
wondering where to turn

the scales are even
my mind is unsure of it’s next turn

scales of love
tell me what to do
scales of love
need your wisdom
scales of love
scales of love
scales of love

[bridge]
I’m sure I’m making this up
we’ll go back to the glow
won’t have to worry about this anymore
the roar will return
the next time you look at me
but what’s it to be

I want your love
but you’re distracted
come home at odd times
check your phone every moment
need to know I’m still the one

we’re all alone in this world
you used to make me moan
late at night between the sheets
I just can’t decide
the scales are tied

‘Test Your Luck’ — #Lyrics To A Dance-Pop Song

Just screwing around. I don’t have any beats and can’t afford any. But I think these lyrics are pretty good. I’m pleased.

Test Your Luck
lyrics by Shelton Bumgarner
@bumgarls
please give credit if you produce or perform

you’re on a razor’s edge
rattling around in my head
visions of you in my bed
make me restless as can be
I’m battling my fate

test your luck
what do you have to lose

test your luck
might have me kissing your neck
if you get over your fears
test your luck
test your luck
test your luck

you don’t know what to do
can’t figure me out I can tell
you make my heart swell
all I can say is test your luck

we’re a car wreck waiting to happen
the passions unleashed will be great
tapping my feet waiting for us between the sheets
you think you can flirt
if you don’t try you’ll be kickin dirt
I think you should test your luck

test your luck
what do you have to lose

test your luck
might have me kissing your neck
if you get over your fears
test your luck
test your luck
test your luck

[bridge]
what’s the worst that can happen
I shoot you down
cause you to frown
but that’s not gunna happen
just test your luck and see
what the answer will be

I’m waiting for you to act
and that’s a fact
I’m not frontin
wanting you by my side
holding hands walking into the night
why don’t you

test your luck
test your luck
test your luck

‘The Vision Thing’ — #Lyrics To A Dance Pop Song

As I’ve said, I’m well aware that dance songs usually start with a beat first, but I don’t have any beats, so I working backwards. And, really, this is more just a rough sketch of a concept than a finished song. I would need a co-writer and a producer to make these lyrics anything resembling an actual song. The concept is a woman has her eye on a guy and she’s determined to meet him on the subway ride to work.

The Vision Thing
lyrics by Shelton Bumgarner
@bumgarls
please give credit if you produce or perform

woke up alone
gave the dog a bone
brushed my hair
ate my breakfast and made my way
to my appointed moment
your schedule is the back of my hand
today fate will be made
it’s the vision thing

you think I’m an extra in your movie
but today I’m going to be a star

it’s the vision thing
if a girl’s going to have ring
she has to have a vision thing
the vision thing
the vision thing
the vision thing

destiny is calling can you hear her
she’s every girl’s best friend
you don’t stand a chance I fear
today’s the day
my vision will come true
there’s not much you can do
don’t you worry don’t you fret
I won’t hurt you quite yet

grit my teeth knowing I’m right
I’ll be on your arm tonight
we’re set to be in love
’cause of random fate
I can’t help it needs a shove

you think I’m an extra in your movie
but today I’m going to be a star

it’s the vision thing
if a girl’s going to have ring
she has to have a vision thing
the vision thing
the vision thing
the vision thing

[bridge]
already picking out the drapes
to humble abode
we’ll start a little family
with a cute cat to hold

there you are on the subway car
holding your coffee and tapping your pin
you’re going to bump into me before
this ride is over just you bet
it’s all because of

the vision thing
the vision thing
the vision thing

‘Deep State’ — #Lyrics To A Dance Pop Song

Because people are dumb, the only way to explain how stupid Trump is would be to slip in a critique into a dance pop song about having sex. This would be something like “Side To Side” sung by Ariana Grande. It’s about a deep fuck. And how the president is insane.

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

you think got what it takes
to bring me to my knees
but you got to show your way around
I’m not here to play

spies are all around
listening in on our chatting

I’m looking for a deep state
heat me up like a microwave
I want that deep state
I want that deep state

you may think I’m dumb
not in on the joke
you think can inch your way in
nice and close to me
but if you want that deep state
you have to work hard

a deep state is rare
I do declare
you hear about it all the time
girlfriends talkin about it to me everyday
but you got do more than talk shit

spies are all around
listening in on our chatting

I’m looking for a deep state
heat me up like a microwave
I want that deep state
I want that deep state

[bridge]
when we’re at peice
enjoying the afterglow
I’ll know the deep state is real
until then you need to heel

I’m wondering that is real
are you packing heat
do you measure up
I’m waiting to feel that deep state

spies are all around
listening in on our chatting

I’m looking for a deep state
heat me up like a microwave
I want that deep state
I want that deep state

‘Eyeroll’ — #Lyrics To A Dance-Pop Song

This song describes a very specific type of woman. She’s hot, in the club and wearing next to nothing. Fuck Bois keep coming up to her trying to holla at her and she isn’t having it. Now, there aren’t really that many women out there who fit that description, but most women have been in a similar situation. I would call it “Fuck Boi” but that’s a little too obvious and it’s unlikely it would get any Top 40 air play.

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

the club is bumpin
my style is making the boys rumble
showing all I got
(which is a lot)
few can rock it like me
so they come after me
(eyeroll)

the boys summon the courage
to buy me a drink
they chat me up
soon enough I realize
they aren’t up to snuff
so I make them slink away
(eyeroll)

I’m your worst nightmare
and greatest fantasy

you think you can get with me
(eyeroll)
but think again
(eyeroll)
’cause you’re a bore
(eyeroll)

let me explain
to get me to what you want me
you’re going to have more than bling
I know what I want
doesn’t take me a moment to know
if you’re hero or a zero

you and your boys
have a bet
about which one of you
can get in my bed
but slow your roll
you gotta get into my head first
(eyeroll)

I’m your worst nightmare
and greatest fantasy

you think you can get with me
(eyeroll)
but think again
(eyeroll)
’cause you’re a bore
(eyeroll)

[bridge]
when I find my man
I’ll make him smirk
when me on his arm
look him in the eyes
knowing what he’s my guy

when the night is over
I’ll be content hanging with my friends
laughing at the silly boys
who thought they could
have a roll in the hay
when all they got was
(eyeroll)
(eyeroll)
(eyeroll)