Zed Narley - User contributions [en]

The Worst Thing

2011-08-23T02:51:50Z

74.14.34.205: Blanked the page

The Worst Thing

2011-08-22T22:09:17Z

74.14.34.205: /* Verse 2 */

===Verse 1===

In terms of pure aesthetics 
It's like Botticelli were still alive 
But as far as practicality goes 
I give you two stars out of five 

You never did mean to hurt me this way 
No, you never mean to do much at all 
But you weren't content to be just friends 
You had to go and make me crawl 

===Chorus===

You're the worst thing that ever happened to me 
So how come you're the one thing I can't stop missing? 
A case of paradoxical empathy 
I'm sure that the cure is more breakup kissing 

===Verse 2===

Never thought you were that kind of girl 
To split those kinds of hairs 

You know I really tried to make it work 
But you'd make it so damn hard 
You told me I could pull out anytime I like 
But I was afraid it'd leave a scar

===Chorus 2===

You're the worst thing that ever happened to me 
So how come you're the one thing I can't stop missing? 
A case of post-traumatic stress disorder 
I'm sure that the cure is more breakup kissing

War Song

2011-08-20T19:49:22Z

74.14.34.205: /* Verse 2 */

===Verse 1===

The call came out and I answered strong 
For Patria rose I up 
I was born with destruction in my heart 
And gladly drank of this cup

===Verse 2===

Proudly I donned the array of war 
My duty knew I full well 
The rifle's crucifer was I sent forth 
Into the killing realm

When with the foe we fought and slew 
We communed there in the mud 
Our bodies were the Eucharist 
And our baptism our blood

===Verse 3===

God, please help me 
I'm at your mercy 
Don't want to be here 
Don't want to die here

God, please save me 
I'm at your mercy 
Don't want to see this 
Don't want to be this

===Bridge===

Pain 
I've been hit, but I keep on wading through this pit 
Cage 
I've been caught, watching helpless as my friends get shot 
Dragged 
Far away to the darkest parts of society 
Tagged 
Like sheep, around here human life is cheap

===Verse 4===

Out of the ground we crawl like ants 
The foeman takes his aim 
Cut down like the grass of the field, I will die 
In the mud from whence I came

No requiem for these boys who fall 
But the gunfire's constant rattle 
No prayers are said here for the dead 
For these men who die as cattle

Bears (Probably)

2011-08-19T19:44:19Z

74.14.34.205:

===Verse 1===

Well my dog ran away 
And my pigs ran away 
And my woman sat down and cried 
All the milk is spoiled 
The plans are foiled 
And someone ate my pie

===Chorus 1===

It was probably bears 
It was probably bears 
They make me cuss and swear 
It was probably bears

===Verse 2===

My livestock's dead 
I got no hair on my head 
And my children have the plague 
I accident'ly make toast 
From the Sacred Host 
And a critter ate my leg

===Chorus 2===

It was probably bears 
It was probably bears 
They snuck up the stairs 
It was probably bears

===Verse 3===

My woman says with a scowl 
That I should throw in the towel 
And wave my fist at the sky 
She tells me I should curse God 
But her case is flawed 
And I tell her exactly why

===Chorus 3===

It was probably bears 
It was probably bears 
I say, au contraire 
It was probably bears

===Bridge===

I'm afflicted with misfortune, let me emphasize 
And my friends won't help, they just philosophize 
My house burned up and my children are deceased 
I'm getting blamed for conflicts in the Middle East 
My wife keeps naggin' 'cause our reputation's soiled 
I've got the runs in my bum and a bad case of boils 
I'm scrapin' at 'em, s'what I got this piece of a jar for 
And now they blamin' me for the genocide in Darfur 
They hatin' on me for the Greek economy 
Pointin' fingers 'cause don't want any more austerity 
It's my fault that the U.S. hit the debt ceilin', and 
And that the Turks massacred a million Armenians 
I've been excommunicated by the Catholic Church 
For coming up with heresies would make your stomach lurch 
The Russian Patriarch says along with the Pope, he'll 
Blame me for the sack of Constantinople 
I'm gettin' blamed right and left for West Bank tensions 
They're even sayin' I'm behind Christ's crucifixion 
Y'all biscuitheads.

===Verse 4===

Well I rebelled against God 
A demonic jihad 
And there was war in the heavenly realm 
We fought the Archangel Michael 
In a vicious cycle 
But we were cast down into hell

===Chorus 4===

It was probably bears 
It was probably bears 
And no one even cares 
It was probably bears

Bears (Probably)

2011-08-19T19:41:32Z

74.14.34.205: Created page with "Well my dog ran away And my pigs ran away And my woman sat down and cried All the milk is spoiled The plans are foiled And someone ate my pie It was probably bears It was ..."

Well my dog ran away 
And my pigs ran away
And my woman sat down and cried
All the milk is spoiled
The plans are foiled
And someone ate my pie

It was probably bears
It was probably bears
They make me cuss and swear
It was probably bears

My livestock's dead
I got no hair on my head
And my children have the plague
I accident'ly make toast
From the Sacred Host
And a critter ate my leg

It was probably bears
It was probably bears
They snuck up the stairs
It was probably bears

My woman says with a scowl
That I should throw in the towel
And wave my fist at the sky
She tells me I should curse God
But her case is flawed
And I tell her exactly why

It was probably bears
It was probably bears
I say, au contraire
It was probably bears

I'm afflicted with misfortune, let me emphasize
And my friends won't help, they just philosophize
My house burned up and my children are deceased
I'm getting blamed for conflicts in the Middle East
My wife keeps naggin' 'cause our reputation's soiled
I've got the runs in my bum and a bad case of boils
I'm scrapin' at 'em, s'what I got this piece of a jar for
And now they blamin' me for the genocide in Darfur
They hatin' on me for the Greek economy
Pointin' fingers 'cause don't want any more austerity
It's my fault that the U.S. hit the debt ceilin', and
And that the Turks massacred a million Armenians
I've been excommunicated by the Catholic Church
For coming up with heresies would make your stomach lurch
The Russian Patriarch says along with the Pope, he'll
Blame me for the sack of Constantinople
I'm gettin' blamed right and left for West Bank tensions
They're even sayin' I'm behind Christ's crucifixion
Y'all biscuitheads.

Well I rebelled against God
A demonic jihad
And there was war in the heavenly realm
We fought the Archangel Michael
In a vicious cycle
But we were cast down into hell

It was probably bears
It was probably bears
And no one even cares
It was probably bears

The Worst Thing

2011-08-19T18:00:30Z

74.14.34.205: Created page with "===Verse 1=== In terms of pure aesthetics It's like Botticelli were still alive But as far as practicality goes I give you two stars out of five You nev..."

===Verse 1===

In terms of pure aesthetics 
It's like Botticelli were still alive 
But as far as practicality goes 
I give you two stars out of five 

You never did mean to hurt me this way 
No, you never mean to do much at all 
But you weren't content to be just friends 
You had to go and make me crawl 

===Chorus===

You're the worst thing that ever happened to me 
So how come you're the one thing I can't stop missing? 
A case of paradoxical empathy 
I'm sure that the cure is more breakup kissing 

===Verse 2===

Never thought you were that kind of girl 
To split those kinds of hairs 

You know I really tried to make it work 
But you'd make it so damn hard 
I could pull out anytime, you said with a smile 
But I feared those teeth would leave a scar

===Chorus 2===

You're the worst thing that ever happened to me 
So how come you're the one thing I can't stop missing? 
A case of post-traumatic stress disorder 
I'm sure that the cure is more breakup kissing

Just a Mild Case of Stockholm Syndrome

2011-08-19T02:20:43Z

74.14.34.205: /* Verse 2 */

===Verse 1===

In terms of pure aesthetics 
It's like Botticelli were still alive 
But as far as practicality goes 
I give you two stars out of five 

You never did mean to hurt me this way 
No, you never mean much at all 
But you weren't content to be just friends 
You had to go and make me crawl 

===Chorus===

You're the worst thing that ever happened to me 
So how come you're the one thing I can't stop missing? 
A case of paradoxical empathy 
I'm sure that the cure is more breakup kissing 

===Verse 2===

Never thought you were that kind of girl 
To split those kinds of hairs 

You know I really tried to make it work 
But you'd make it so damn hard 
I could pull out anytime, you said with a smile 
I was afraid those teeth would leave a scar

===Chorus 2===

You're the worst thing that ever happened to me 
So how come you're the one thing I can't stop missing? 
A case of post-traumatic stress disorder 
I'm sure that the cure is more breakup kissing

Just a Mild Case of Stockholm Syndrome

2011-08-19T02:18:53Z

74.14.34.205:

===Verse 1===

In terms of pure aesthetics 
It's like Botticelli were still alive 
But as far as practicality goes 
I give you two stars out of five 

You never did mean to hurt me this way 
No, you never mean much at all 
But you weren't content to be just friends 
You had to go and make me crawl 

===Chorus===

You're the worst thing that ever happened to me 
So how come you're the one thing I can't stop missing? 
A case of paradoxical empathy 
I'm sure that the cure is more breakup kissing 

===Verse 2===

Never thought you were that kind of girl 
To split those kinds of hairs 

You know I really tried to make it work 
But you'd make it so damn hard 
I could pull out anytime, you said with a smile 
But I feared those teeth would leave a scar

===Chorus 2===

You're the worst thing that ever happened to me 
So how come you're the one thing I can't stop missing? 
A case of post-traumatic stress disorder 
I'm sure that the cure is more breakup kissing

Just a Mild Case of Stockholm Syndrome

2011-08-19T02:17:20Z

74.14.34.205: /* Chorus */

===Verse 1===

In terms of pure aesthetics 
It's like Botticelli were still alive 
But as far as practicality goes 
I give you two stars out of five 

You never did mean to hurt me this way 
No, you never mean much at all 
But you weren't content to be just friends 
You had to go and make me crawl 

===Chorus===

You're the worst thing that ever happened to me 
So how come you're the one thing I can't stop missing? 
A case of paradoxical empathy 
I'm sure that the cure is more breakup kissing 

===Verse 2===

Never thought you were that kind of girl 
To split those kinds of hairs 

You know I really tried to make it work 
But you'd make it so damn hard 
I could pull out anytime, you said with a smile 
But I feared those teeth would leave a scar

Just a Mild Case of Stockholm Syndrome

2011-08-19T02:11:32Z

74.14.34.205: /* Verse 2 */

===Verse 1===

In terms of pure aesthetics 
It's like Botticelli were still alive 
But as far as practicality goes 
I give you two stars out of five 

You never did mean to hurt me this way 
No, you never mean much at all 
But you weren't content to be just friends 
You had to go and make me crawl 

===Chorus===

You're the worst thing that ever happened to me 
So why the hell are you the one thing I'm missing? 
Must be just a mild case of Stockholm Syndrome 
I'm sure that the cure will be more breakup kissing 

===Verse 2===

Never thought you were that kind of girl 
To split those kinds of hairs 

You know I really tried to make it work 
But you'd make it so damn hard 
I could pull out anytime, you said with a smile 
But I feared those teeth would leave a scar

Just a Mild Case of Stockholm Syndrome

2011-08-19T02:09:39Z

74.14.34.205: /* Verse 1 */

===Verse 1===

In terms of pure aesthetics 
It's like Botticelli were still alive 
But as far as practicality goes 
I give you two stars out of five 

You never did mean to hurt me this way 
No, you never mean much at all 
But you weren't content to be just friends 
You had to go and make me crawl 

===Chorus===

You're the worst thing that ever happened to me 
So why the hell are you the one thing I'm missing? 
Must be just a mild case of Stockholm Syndrome 
I'm sure that the cure will be more breakup kissing 

===Verse 2===

You told me I could pull out anytime I want 
But you weren't going anywhere 
Never thought you were that kind of girl 
To split those kinds of hairs

Just a Mild Case of Stockholm Syndrome

2011-08-18T04:08:34Z

74.14.34.205: /* Verse 2 */

===Verse 1===

In terms of pure aesthetics 
It's like Botticelli were still alive 
But as far as practicality goes 
I give you two stars out of five 

You never did mean to hurt me this way 
No, you never mean much at all 
But you weren't content to be just friends 
You had to go and make me crawl 

You know I really tried to make it work 
But you'd make it so damn hard 

===Chorus===

You're the worst thing that ever happened to me 
So why the hell are you the one thing I'm missing? 
Must be just a mild case of Stockholm Syndrome 
I'm sure that the cure will be more breakup kissing 

===Verse 2===

You told me I could pull out anytime I want 
But you weren't going anywhere 
Never thought you were that kind of girl 
To split those kinds of hairs

Just a Mild Case of Stockholm Syndrome

2011-08-18T04:07:01Z

74.14.34.205: /* Verse 1 */

===Verse 1===

In terms of pure aesthetics 
It's like Botticelli were still alive 
But as far as practicality goes 
I give you two stars out of five 

You never did mean to hurt me this way 
No, you never mean much at all 
But you weren't content to be just friends 
You had to go and make me crawl 

You know I really tried to make it work 
But you'd make it so damn hard 

===Chorus===

You're the worst thing that ever happened to me 
So why the hell are you the one thing I'm missing? 
Must be just a mild case of Stockholm Syndrome 
I'm sure that the cure will be more breakup kissing 

===Verse 2===

When I asked you if you fooled around 
You laughed and asked who cares 
Never thought you were that kind of girl 
To split those kinds of hairs 

When I said I couldn't keep it up like this 
You just fixed me with a stare 
You told me I could pull out anytime I want 
But you weren't going nowhere