Tag: rock

‘Orange’ — #Lyrics To A Woke Rap Song

This is me trying to rant about Donald Trump in a rap song. No one listens to me, I’m just screwing around. This would have a thumping bass beat to it.

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

nothing rhymes with orange
or so I’m told
nothing rhymes with orange
nothing rhymes with orange

we’re ruled by a fool
an orange hateful orange troll
breaking norms left and right
but there’s one thing he can’t do
despite his hand on the football
and access to the codes

nothing rhymes with orange
or so I’m told
nothing rhymes with orange
nothing rhymes with orange
orange
orange
orange

not even he can rhyme orange
he can rant all he wants about his dick
he’s flawed just like the rest
if you love freedom you’ll have no rest
till his orange ass is on racing out the door
things are tight for poor folks
we have the opportunity to make things right
I loath to say much to my dismay

nothing rhymes with orange
or so I’m told
nothing rhymes with orange
nothing rhymes with orange
orange
orange
orange

[bridge]
just wait and see
orange will flee
like he must
if we all don’t fade into dust

that orange king is going to keep us in control
if we don’t vote him out with the rest of his vichy louts
we can lick them I believe
make the orange jester shut up once and for all
we’re one a roll like a orange peel
before it’s over he’s going to squeal
like the orange piggie he is
I just hope I get to see it sooner rather than later

‘In The Year 2020’ — #Lyrics To A Woke Folk Song

I’m bored and unhappy, so I’m venting with song lyrics that will never be performed.

In The Year 2020
lyrics by Shelton Bumgarner
@bumgarls
please give credit if you produce or perform

in the year 2020
if we survive this shit
we’re all going to be looking for a hit
chomping at the bit at our fate
will the orange find a rhyme
or are we all going to die

in the year 2020
in the year 2020
what will be our fate
will even get to live to see it
our are we doomed

I can’t predict what will be
when 2020 arrives
all I can do is sing of our sin
our lives seem to flee in a click
nothing will be as it was before
if orange doesn’t get retired

but I can’t explain my pain
things could be better then
our maybe we’re all doomed
to an orange sky of lies

in the year 2020
in the year 2020
what will be our fate
will even get to live to see it
our are we doomed

[bridge]
I hope we don’t look back
in the year 2020
with regret that our hidsight
wasn’t what we prayed it would be

so the last question of the moment is
will 2020 be our 30/30 and the end
or will it be the beginning
will the darkness fall
or will everything be orange

in the year 2020
in the year 2020
in the year 2020
in the year 2020

‘Global Warming’ — #Lyrics To A Woke Pop Song

The issue is, it’s almost impossible to call out Trump directly in pop music. So, this is sort of my round about way of attempting to do it. This would have a peppy little beat but with dark lyrics.

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

the earth is getting hot
and you’re as hell not
you lie as much as you can
it appears to be that’s your plan
the oceans are rising
but you don’t give a shit
it’s obvious to me

rumor has it
you’ve got a least one brick in your past
one taken out with the trash
we all know your foundation is weak
never going to be saved as you seek

global warming is going to get us all
global warming is our fate
you’re bring it along with great haste
global warming
global warming
global warming

[bridge]
what’s at stake
is the whole world’s fate
but you don’t give a shit
we’re all going to be done with it

the women you’ve grabbed
know you’re a cold fish
as the earth gets hot
the Blue Wave will wash over you
bring down your lies
ending your disguise

‘Where’s My Pa?’ — #Lyrics To A Woke Pop-Rock-Rap Song

There was a little jingle that the Republicans taunted Democratic President Grover Cleveland with which went something like “Ma, Ma, Ma where’s may pa? / Gone to the White House, ha ha ha!” So, this song would be like This Is America in structure. It starts of with children singing that little chant in a cute manner then gets really dark really fast.

Where’s My Pa?
lyrics by Shelton Bumgarner
@bumgarls
please give credit if you produce or perform

ma ma ma
where’s my pa
gone to the White House
ha ha ha

ma ma ma
where’s my pa
gone to the White House
ha ha ha

ma ma ma
where’s my pa
gone to the White House
ha ha ha

That’s a lie. You’re dead

where’s my pa
where’s my pa
wallowing in sin
wallowing in sin
lying about your fate kid
we know you’re dead
over a million reasons for your death
POTUS didn’t want you around
now you’re in the ground

where’s my pa
where’s my pa
he’s living in the White House
with the Russians
selling children to the traffickers
’cause they’re lost just like you
lost children follow POTUS like his shadow
now you, too, get to dance and sing

ma ma ma
where’s my pa
gone to the White House
ha ha ha

ma ma ma
where’s my pa
gone to the White House
ha ha ha

ma ma ma
where’s my pa
gone to the White House
ha ha ha

That’s a lie. You’re dead

[bridge]
wish things could be different
but they can’t
POTUS is a piece of shit
indifferent to your death

things are dark in America now
there’s nothing we can do
we can’t bring you back little kid
but we can chase your daddy out of town
yet that’s not going to happen
that makes me frown

get down!

ma ma ma
where’s my pa
gone to the White House
ha ha ha

ma ma ma
where’s my pa
gone to the White House
ha ha ha

ma ma ma
where’s my pa
gone to the White House
ha ha ha

‘Dear Jong’ — #Lyrics To A Woke Pop Rock Song

I’m just screwing around. This would have the same vibe as XTC’s “Dear God.”

Dear Jong
by Shelton Bumgarner
@bumgarls
please give credit if you produce or perform

Dear Jong
greatly appreciate your time
didn’t mean to make you think
we wanted to bomb, bomb, bomb
but don’t mind
we don’t want to turn you into slime

dear Jong
dear Jong
dear Jong

we made coins for the event
now they’re not worth shit
wish we could still meet
without missing a beat

dear Jong
we remember Otto Warmbier
and what you did to him
and what you did to him
and what you did to him

we don’t think you’re satan
but if you keep calling Pence dumb
we’re going to have you on the run
what can I say but you’re really lame
dear Jong

dear Jong
we remember Otto Warmbier
and what you did to him
and what you did to him
and what you did to him

[bridge]
when you’re not around
we’ll have you on our minds
as we bomb you to hell
’cause we think that’d be swell

so now we’ll start a war
with a mighty roar
don’t come knocking on our door
we’re going to mop you on the floor

dear Jong

‘Brooklyn Bridge’ — #Lyrics To A Pop Rock Song

With this one, I’m trying to tell the story of the time I was walking from Brooklyn to Manhattan on the Brooklyn bridge and something somewhat amusing — at least to me — happened. This would be a fun dancable pop rock song like Pulp’s Common People.

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

with Brooklyn behind me
what I should appear
but something I hold so dear
a sexy minx walking towards me
with Manhattan in the distance
she got me hot and bothered I’ll admit
we locked eyes and for a bit
I thought she would smile my way
mid-way on

Brooklyn Bridge
where dreams come true
Brooklyn Bridge
don’t look down
Brooklyn Bridge
Brooklyn Bridge
Brooklyn Bridge

as I got closer I was ready
ready to smell her perfume
I imagined it was high class
just like her
she might exchange a word
I hoped as I prepared for the event
two ships passing in broad day light
on

Brooklyn Bridge
where dreams come true
Brooklyn Bridge
don’t look down
Brooklyn Bridge
Brooklyn Bridge
Brooklyn Bridge

[bridge]
don’t get too excite
things can change
turn pretty lame
quicker than a heartbeat
you just want to flee
on

Brooklyn Bridge
Brooklyn Bridge
Brooklyn Bridge

before we could meet
she turned away from me
with a shock
she soon clocked out
finding a way
to avoid our date with fate
she looked at me sly
but all I could do was laugh
at her misguided sass
on

Brooklyn Bridge
Brooklyn Bridge
Brooklyn Bridge

‘Woke Bill Kristol’ — #Lyrics To A Punk Song

These are just a silly lyrics I’ve written so I don’t do anything else that might be considered productive.

Woke Bill Kristol
lyrics by Shelton Bumgarner
@bumgarls
please give credit if you produce or perform

woke Bill Kristol
he’s here to break it down
woke Bill Kristol
hasn’t sold his soul to Trump
he’s ready to rock
breaking it down for the masses
don’t get confused he on a short fuse
woke Bill Kristol
he’s able to defend his views
from all you fools

may have been an neo-con when it was cool
now he’s woke as can be
talks about MeToo on TV
making my eyes bug out with his positive views
what has happened to the rules

woke Bill Kristol
woke Bill Kristol
woke Bill Kristol

[bridge]
don’t sleep on the truth
get woke real quick
woke Bill Kristol is waiting
for you, you fool

we’re all in trouble
that no one can deny
Trump’s in town
wreaking havoc in the land
when will it all end
I don’t know
but keep an eye on woke Bill Kristol
he’s putting on a show

‘Not My Type’ — #Lyrics To A Pop-Country Song

There’s a purity to writing song lyrics simply for the joy of telling a story in verse. At least, that’s the mindset behind me writing lyrics today. I should be working on my novel, but I can’t quite bring myself to get into the frame of mind yet. So, I’m relaxing by writing song lyrics. These lyrics would go to a slow country music song where the lyrics are clearly understandable. This is written from a woman’s point of view about the effects of a bad break up.

Not My Type
lyrics by Shelton Bumgarner
@bumgarls
please give credit if you produce or perform

see a smile from a mile away
but it’s not going to sway
I’ve been here before
but I don’t mean to bore
struggling to figure it all out
what it means without a doubt

you seem kind
maybe even divine
we could settle down
start a little family
but I can tell right away
much to my dismay

you’re not my type
you’re not my type
you’re not my type
and that ain’t right

you’ve got hair
place on your head by God on a dare
a stare that leaves me weak
when are we going to meet
I ask myself every time I see on the street
my imagination runs while
but after a while
I understand how it’s going to end
with me saying under my breath

you’re not my type
you’re not my type
you’re not my type
and that ain’t right

[bridge]
when I think back
at the hurt
I wonder how it’ll all end
will I get over him
or will I just wallow in my sin

one more time
one more time for the road
I’ll wait by my house
knowing you’ll never arrive
you’re just a memory
too good for me

‘Incel’ — #Lyrics To A Rock Song

I find the whole notion of the “incel” to be completely ridiculous. It’s just dumb and an excuse that misogynistic assholes wrap themselves up in to avoid their own responsibilities. Anyway, I’m in a lyric writing mood, so here you go. These lyrics would go to a hard rock beat like something you might find with Limp Bizkit. Absolutely no one cares about anything I write lyric wise, so this is just me relaxing before I settle in to work on my novel.

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

can’t get laid
so who’s to blame
yo, not me
how could that be
I’m the master of my fate
while I sit here and masturbate
look around all I see is hotties
none of them are for me
that’s why they call me

incel (x6)

girls walk on by
and lie
tell me I’m not their kind of guy
when I know the truth
who wouldn’t want to knock boots
with someone as fly as me
I’m everyone’s kind of guy
I sigh while I stroke my AR-15
I’ll show you all one day
you’ll look back and say

incel (x6)

[bridge]
girls come and go
but don’t you know
I know one day I’ll get my way
if I don’t
there will be a price to pay

when they think of me
they’ll know I’m great
doesn’t matter that it’s all in my mind
I know the plan
just wait and see
one day you’re all going to be

incel (x6)

‘Blame Game’ — #Lyrics To A Woke Pop-Rock Rap Song

I’m just screwing around. No one cares about any of these lyrics I’m writing, but it’s relaxing. This would be a uptempo rap song that would be pop enough that it might get radio airplay. I’m thinking this would be something a modern day equivalent of Public Enemy might sing. But, like I said, this is just me screwing around.

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

our children are dying high school halls
the powers that be
want me to believe thoughts and prayers
will solve the issue
when I demand more from them
they play the blame game

they blame
abortion
doors
Ritalin
the media
and a
culture of violence
but when they play this game
they won’t blame
guns
guns
guns
guns

when will thing change I wanna know
I don’t mean to be crass but
when will they stop blowing smoke my up my ass
we’re all going to have to stop the debate
start thinking of ways to fix the blame game
we need to act in some way
because this blame game is getting pretty lame

they blame
abortion
doors
Ritalin
the media
and a
culture of violence
but when they play this game
they won’t blame
guns
guns
guns
guns

[bridge]
just give me facts
let’s fix this issue
with action that works
stop sending me your thoughts and prayers
I have no fear

we’re going to take great care
to demand the change that is clear
but it won’t be easy to come by
when the NRA is in our way day and night
let’s stop giving thoughts and prayers
we need the strength to make things right
stop playing the blame game
stop playing the blame game
stop playing the blame game