Tag: rock

‘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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‘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

‘Big Apple Rendezvous’ — #Lyrics To A Woke Pop-Rock Song

I honestly have given up for the moment on #FOTUS. I’m spinning my wheels at this point, and it definitely looks like unless some news breaks I’m not really going to uncover anything new. So, I’m at this point just letting off creative steam writing song lyrics. These lyrics are in the same vibe as “Someone Saved My Life Tonight.”

Big Apple Rendezvous
lyrics by Shelton Bumgarner
@bumgarls
please give credit if you produce or perform

September nights called us together
he flew in to save the world
before he had left I’d been cloud nine
looking down on the world with glee
enjoying my big apple rendezvous

everything he said trumped my past
life for us in the moment was a gas
tight as can be together as moon looked on
we knew it couldn’t last
but it didn’t matter as long we had our
big apple rendezvous
big apple rendezvous
big apple rendezvous

now I look back with a tear in my eye
the brick was broken in a cloud of lies
when the time came I made my deal
now my lips are forever sealed about our
big apple rendezvous
big apple rendezvous
big apple rendezvous

‘Throwing Bricks’ — #Lyrics To A Woke Pop Rock Song

I like songs that tell stories and Plup’s Common People tells the true story of Jarvis and a girl hanging out. So, this is my attempt to tell the basics of the #FOTUS scandal theory in pop rock lyrics. As you may know, there’s a song called “Brick” by Ben Folds Five which deals with abortion. I’m using the term “brick” as a literary shorthand for “abortion.”

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

at an East Village bar I noticed dame
I caught her eye and before you know it
I was by her side smelling her perfume
she had a great smile and an easy laugh
before you know we were drunk on each other and life

the night wore on and things grew dark
she confessed she was the mistress of a famous man
who was known for throwing bricks

throwing brick
throwing bricks
laying foundations for the pain
throwing bricks
throwing bricks

leaving the bar she waled into the night
explaining her plight
I asked her who was her guy
she declined to explain his state
saying only I knew him
my head began to swim thinking of the sin

she made it clear she had regret
for the bricks she had thrown
pressured she was by some guy named Cohen

throwing brick
throwing bricks
laying foundations for the pain
throwing bricks
throwing bricks

[bridge]
my head began to swim
thinking the wrong of the night
bricks were lying all about
Cohen was a fault

before the night was over
we compared notes of regret
in bed
but don’t you fret
she was smiling soon enough
and I fixed her breakfast in bed

‘The Mad King’ #Lyrics To A Woke Pop-Rock Song

This is about Donald Trump being bonkers, but it hopefully is open enough to interpretation that it could get radio play.

The Mad King
lyrics by Shelton Bumgarner
@bumgarls
please give credit if you produce or perform

wake up to the tweeting of the bird
it’s banging inside my head
the world is turning out of whack
when will we realize we’ve woke

the mad king
we’re ruled by
the mad king

now my day has begun
my mind wonders to the bunny’s brick
that’s all part of the mad king’s shtick
we are living in a waking dream
if you know what I mean

when this all over what will we say
will we ever get over the shame
knowing we are to blame
but it’s going to end
just a matter of when

the mad king
we’re ruled by
the mad king

[bridge]
just you wait and see
the sea will part
the brick will march
towards their home on the hill

what’s going down
that’s what making me frown
will even matter
once we know the facts of the matter