Their Logic Ties Me Up And Rapes Me: Most Henious Lyrics By Sting & The Police

I like that line, too.

Cut to: Branford on stage, wearing pink suit.

Way to go, Gordo! It rhymes and everything!

GOOD LORD that is bad.

I think "gack" is as good a summary as any other.

TMFTML

Huh? I no follow.

Also pathetic...

A thousand rainy days since we first met,
it's a big enough umbrella but its always me who ends up getting wet!

And these aren't THAT bad. They're literate, clever, they scan, and for me, they often puch the right emotional buttons as well. "It's a big enough umbrella, but it's always me that ends up getting wet" is a GREAT line, and the songs pretty fab as well. There are SO MANY other bands whose lyrics are a zillion times worse . . . why pick on The Police?

Momus versus Sting, who's cooler, Momus or Sting?

'Momus' lyrics often point in a sly direction that seems to antagonize the pleasantness of the tune. "What I try and do is make people feel an inappropriate emotion. That's more true to life. People often don't quite know how they should feel or in that split second when they are deciding how they should feel about something--like when your girlfriend might laugh at what you said or slap you, I guess the songs are trying to prolong that moment."
Sting must have made a lot of people want to slap him.
"Sting has his Brechtian side, he's into Kurt Wiel and all that. I guess he's got a schoolteacher's kind of left wing credentials. To his credit, he's written a few disturbing songs."

That was 1997. I have nothing more to add. Except... Sting was kind to my second cousin, the actress Morag Hood, who died of cancer recently. Sting offered her some money to go to a hospice in Mexico. So Sting is cool.

egad.

I'll never forget this year's RNR hall of fame when Edge called out Sting's music [he was in the audience!] as "your white reggae" ... Sting was visibly pissed off. Classic.

Sting will jail ya with his rhetorical failya.

Oh, and for a giggle, remember that Gordy is the man who sang: "Oh God you take the biscuit for treating me this way." Is God a biscuit eater? And, um Stink, if there is a God, I'd say you've been treated pretty well.

Dare I mention that atrocious hit single he had a year back, the one which featured an Arabic singer. Oh my God!!! Is Stink A Terrorist??!!

We must all get together and pick on U2's boner soon.

• he didn't suddenly become obsessed with missiles in the middle of what was up to that point a perfectly fine love song.
  
• he drops the phony Jar-Jar Binks like accent
  
• he realizes that Mayan Eschatology has nothing to do with love.
  

I asked my dog what he thought the best in man
He said, "The love you dispense to me twice daily from a can."
I said, "Why do you think my question funny?
And where would you be without my money?"
I said, "There may be some quality in us you must treasure."
"It's despair," he said, "of which your money is the measure."

Walk like a dog
Like anybody can

I said, "What about our politics, philosophy, our history?"
He said, "If there is something admirable in these it is a mystery."
"But there must be something in our system tell me at your leisure."
"It's despair," he said, "of which your borders are the measure."

Walk like a dog
Talk like a man
Walk like a dog
Like anybody can

I said, "What about technology, computers, nuclear fission?"
"I'm terrified of radiation, hate the television."
I said, "There must be something in our scientific treasure."
"It's despair," he said, "of which your weapons are the measure."

"Feed me, you can beat me. I will love you till I die.
But don't ask for admiration and don't ever ask me why."
I said, "Why wait till now to demonstrate displeasure?"
"It's despair," he said, "of which my silence was the measure."

Walk like a dog
Talk like a man
Walk like a dog
Like anybody can

A perfectly good line but from sting its like "hurr, I aint fick!"

just sayin'

full lyrics:

THE POLICE lyrics - "Sally"

www.OldieLyrics.com

I was blue and lonely, I couldn't sleep a wink
And I could only get unconscious if I'd had to much to drink.
There was somehow, something wrong somewhere, and each day seemed grey and dead
The seeds of desperation were growing in my head.
I needed inspiration, a brand new start in life,
Somewhere to place affection, but I didn't want a wife.
And then by lucky chance I saw [in] a special magazine
An ad. that was unusual, the like I'd never seen,
"Experience something different with our new imported toy,
She's loving, warm, inflatible and a guarantee of joy."
She came all wrapped in cardboard, all pink and shrivelled down
A breath of air was all she needed to make her lose that frown.
I took her to the bedroom and pumped her with some life,
And later in a moment that girl became my wife.
And so I sit her in the corner and sometimes stroke her hair
And when I'm feeling naughty I blow her up with air
She's cuddly and she's bouncy, she's like a rubber ball,
I bounce her in the kitchen and I bounce her in the hall.
[And now my life is different since Sally came my way]
I wake up [in the] morning and have her on a tray
She's everything they say she was and I wear a permanent grin,
And I only have to worry in case my girl wears pins.

I was searching for Momus/kahimi Karie lyrics What Are You Wearing.
Hey, but Have You Never Been Mellow ? Tried? Felt a comfort from inside you? ...ever let someone else be strong? O N-J

...wait a minute, those are good

You got it.
There's a house on my street
And it looks real neat

ouch. this is a shocker on so many levels i don't know where to start.

-- SplendidMullet (iamthecosmos252...), April 23rd, 2003.

HAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA

haha, this is one of those d@rni3113-style inverting-the-obvious-rhyme thingies!

Take a look at my new toy
It'll blow your head in two, oh boy

Wonder why he was still bragging about his toys at 27. Must've been Buckaroo.

actually if Phil Oakey sang that I'd probably love it

otm

misguided h8rs

They live in a museum/It's the only place you'll see 'em.
GOOD LORD that is bad.

― Alex in NYC (vassifer), Sunday, April 27, 2003 5:40 PM (9 years ago) Bookmark Flag Post Permalink

I'm not very up on Police lyrics, only era I've got any interest in is very early when Andy Summers was still jamming quite a bit in quasi avant style.
But surely that is a paraphrase of the Addams Family theme tune
'Their House is a museum, where people come to see them' or wahtever it is.

"They really are a screa-um"

right, has been a while since I last saw the thing. But that makes more sense. Shame, Sting ripping off Addams Family lyrics would've been a screee-um innit?

no you got it right. "they really are a screa-um" is the next line after "when people come to see 'em"

i always kinda liked this part of "all this time", i guess maybe it's corny but i like it...i like the way he phrases it...his phrasing in this song is how paul simon would do it

The teachers told us, the Romans built this place
They built a wall and a temple, an edge of the empire
Garrison town,
They lived and they died, they prayed to their gods
But the stone gods did not make a sound
And their empire crumbled, 'til all that was left
Were the stones the workmen found

That's a good verse, and free of his usual rhyming dictionary follies.