The Truth About Popular Music

the truth will set you free

in all fairness --

"Hello, Goodbye" - The Beatles

You say yes, I say no
You say stop and I say go go go, oh no
You say goodbye and I say hello
Hello hello
I don't know why you say goodbye, I say hello
Hello hello
I don't know why you say goodbye, I say hello

I say high, you say low
You say why and I say I don't know, oh no
You say goodbye and I say hello
(Hello goodbye hello goodbye) Hello hello
(Hello goodbye) I don't know why you say goodbye, I say hello
(Hello goodbye hello goodbye) Hello hello
(Hello goodbye) I don't know why you say goodbye
(Hello goodbye) I say hello/goodbye

Why why why why why why do you say goodbye goodbye, oh no?

You say goodbye and I say hello
Hello hello
I don't know why you say goodbye, I say hello
Hello hello
I don't know why you say goodbye, I say hello

You say yes (I say yes) I say no (But I may mean no)
You say stop (I can stay) and I say go go go (Till it's time to go), oh
Oh no
You say goodbye and I say hello
Hello hello
I don't know why you say goodbye, I say hello
Hello hello
I don't know why you say goodbye, I say hello
Hello hello
I don't know why you say goodbye, I say hello hello

Hela heba helloa
Hela heba helloa, cha cha cha
Hela heba helloa, wooo
Hela heba helloa, hela
Hela heba helloa, cha cha cha
Hela heba helloa, wooo
Hela heba helloa, cha cah cah [fade out]

To be fair: This was 1968 and no one had ever heard contradictory lyrics like that (making MUCH more sense when stoned, Magical Mystery Tour being a psychedelic experience). The Beatles did it FIRST, including the unique instrumentation and false fadeout/fade in at the end.

Sorry, but a better example would be something by The Archies, The Monkees or David Cassidy.

I watched the doc three times! It's like every word was being pulled out of my own brain. THANK YOU for posting this.

I quite like Taylor Swift.

This thread needs some more wango tango.

You need a youtube video to tell you that?

Nine inch nails

"Hurt"



I hurt myself today
To see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
The only thing that's real
The needle tears a hole
The old familiar sting
Try to kill it all away
But I remember everything

What have I become?
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know
Goes away in the end
You could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt

I wear this crown of shit
Upon my liar's chair
Full of broken thoughts
I cannot repair
Beneath the stains of time
The feelings disappear
You are someone else
I am still right here

What have I become?
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know
Goes away in the end

You could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt
If I could start again
A million miles away
I would keep myself
I would find a way

Excellent post.

NICKI MINAJ LYRICS
"Boss Ass Bitch (Remix)"
(with PTAF)

[PTAF]
I'm a boss ass bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
I'm a boss ass bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
I'm a boss ass bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
I'm a boss ass bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
I'm a boss ass

[Nicki]
Yo, I employ these niggas
They be grown men, but I little-boy these niggas
Want the cookie, so I gotta Chips Ahoy these niggas
But I never iPhone, Android these niggas
Use rubbers with 'em, I don't never raw these niggas
More money than em', I'ma son all these niggas
I ain't shopping, but it's like I gotta store these niggas
Put em' on time-out and never call these niggas

Pussy like girls, damn, is my pussy gay?
It's a holiday- Play with my pussy day!
Pussy this, pussy that, pussy cakin'
Pussy ride dick like she a Jamaican
Pussy stay warm, pussy on vacation
You loose bitches need a pussy renovation
You can eat it with a pussy reservation
Pussy 'bout to get a standing ovation

Clap, clap, clap for this pussy, nigga
But I can't give this pussy to a pussy nigga
Aw man, slow down
I'ma give you somethin' that you could hold down
But I can't give you head, I'm too ill for that
I'ma make a movie still kill bill for that
'Cause what the fuck, this ain't Chanel, nigga, custom gown?
What the fuck, I ain't smokin' hot, bust me down?
You the same clown nigga that was runnin' me down?
Now you all up in the store 'cause you wanna be down?

I said, rule #1 to be a boss ass bitch:
Never let a clown nigga try to play you
If he play you, then rule #2:
Fuck his best friends, then make 'em yes-men
And get a dick pic, and then you press send
And send a red heart and send a kissy face
And tell him that his friends love how your pussy tastes
And that's rule #3, I'm the school T
My wrists look like I am a jewel thief
But that's just 'cause I am a boss bitch
Now macaroni cheese and grill my swordfish

Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
Bitch, bitch, bitch
I'm a boss ass bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
I'm a boss ass bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch

If he catch my drift, he could catch my jizz
I be out in Cali runnin' all my businesses
I be out in Cali watchin' back my Christmas vids
Every time I fuck him, yes I tell him this is his
Look down at it, and I said, "This is big."
And my game is so cold, I said, "This is rigged."
Best flow in the game, this is not a lie
Tell them bitches cross they t's and dot they I

I came back, bitches flows still boring
I said, "Damn man, go back to whoring."
You know I still lead the league in scoring
You know I'm still bad and I'm still foreign

I'ma give bitches time to get hot
Chill out at the game, New York, nigga buck
If they actually got bars, they could rock
But if not, I'ma destroy chicks a lot
But on the real, I'm album mode
Just dropped this freestyle 'fore these files get old
When I lay low, bitches be safe and sound
When I come back, they better not make a sound

I hear you!
When I'm back on the prowl,
You bitches better have my money
'Cause I'm coming for you!

Uh, okay, I order rich bitch sauce
Rich bitch cold, got a rich bitch cough
Which bitch want it? I'll go rich bitch off
'Cause you know my style gettin' bit ripped off!
When I'm at the restaurant, rich bitch sauce
Rich bitch cold, I got a rich bitch cough
Which bitch want it? I go rich bitch off
'Cause you know my style gettin' bit ripped off!
I'm a boss, I'm a boss

Ask Lil Wayne who the 5 star bitch is [2x]
Ask Lil Wayne, ask Lil Wayne
Ask Lil Wayne who the 5 star bitch is
Ask Birdman who the 5 star bitch is
Ask Young Money who the 5 star bitch is
Who the 5 star bitch is [2x]
Ask Birdman who the 5 star bitch is
Ask Lil Wayne, ask Lil Wayne
Ask Lil Wayne who the 5 star bitch is

Ferry Wap

"679"
(with Montana Bucks)
("Up Next" Version)

[Fetty Wap:]
Yeah, baby, 17
(Remy Boy lifestyle)
Ay, ay look

[Fetty Wap:]
Baby girl, you're so damn fine though
I'm tryna know if I could hit it from behind though
I'm sipping on you like some fine wine though
And when it's over, I press rewind though
You talking bands, girl, I got it
Benjamins all in my pocket
I traded in my trues for some robins
He playing Batman, Fetty's gon' rob him
I got a Glock in my 'rari, 17 shots, no 38
I got a Glock in my 'rari, 17 shots, no 38

[Hook - Fetty Wap:]
I'm like, yeah, she's fine
Wonder when she'll be mine
She walk past, i press rewind
To see that ass one more time
And I got this sewed up
Remy Boyz, they know us
All fast money, no slow bucks
No one can control us
Ay, yeah, baby

[Montana Bucks:]
Tell me what you see
Is it money or it's me?
I smoke twenty, smell the weed
I got hunnies in my V
They like, Monty, can you be my baby daddy, I'm like, yeah
I got robins on my jeans, you see the wings on every pair
All you see is Remy Boyz, you know my niggas everywhere
And if somebody got a problem, we could meet up anywhere
Now go say some
Don't you niggas play dumb
You know where we came from
You don't want sauce, no A1

[Hook]

[Fetty Wap:]
ZooWap, Monty
ZooWap, Monty
Yeah, baby, Remy Boyz

Ho-ly shit!
We are doomed.

Pat Boone needs to cover this.

Or William Shatner. :D

For the mountains shall depart, and the hills be removed; but my kindness shall not depart from thee, neither shall the covenant of my peace be removed