Stupid song lyrics

[teen persuasion]

Ugh with the nasty earworms  - la la la, I can't hear you!

I'm gonna focus on songs I like.

I adore Love Shack by the B-52s, but the line Tin roof, rusted is bonkers. 

I don't understand much of Let's Kill Tonight by Panic at the Disco, but the violins are lovely.

If I retreat
Words, wars, and symphonies
Make room! We're taking over here
And you're the galantine
Cold and alone, it suits you well
Won't find me perching here again

[Verse 2]
May your feet serve you well
And the rest be sent to hell
Where they always have belonged
Cold hearts brew colder songs
Fate will play us out
With a song of pure romance
So, stomp your feet and clap your hands

[Chorus]
Let's kill tonight! Kill tonight!
Show them all you're not the ordinary type
Let's kill tonight! Kill tonight!
Show them all you're not the ordinary type
Let's kill tonight!

[Verse 3]
May your feet serve you well
And the rest be sent to hell
Where they always have belonged
Cold hearts brew colder songs
Fate will play us out
With a song of pure romance
So, stomp your feet and clap your hands

[Chorus]
Let's kill tonight! Kill tonight!
Show them all you're not the ordinary type
Let's kill tonight! Kill tonight!
Show them all you're not the ordinary type
Let's kill tonight! Kill tonight!
Show them all you're not the ordinary type
Let's kill tonight! Kill tonight!
Show them all you're not the ordinary type
Let's kill tonight!
[Bridge]
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa...
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa...
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa...
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa...
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa...
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa...

[Instrumental Outro]

[teen persuasion]

Oh, and Northern Downpour is chock full of nonsense lyrics (also P!ATD):

[Verse 1]
If all our life is but a dream, fantastic posing greed
Then we should feed our jewelry to the sea
For diamonds do appear to be
Just like broken glass to me
And then she said she can't believe
Genius only comes along in storms of fabled foreign tongues
Tripping eyes and flooded lungs
Northern downpour sends its love

[Chorus]
Hey moon, please forget to fall down
Hey moon, don't you go down
Sugarcane in the easy morning
Weathervanes my one and lonely

[Verse 2]
The ink is running toward the page, it's chasing off the days
Look back at boat feet and that winding knee
I missed your skin when you were east
You clicked your heels and wished for me
Through playful lips made of yarn, that fragile Capricorn
Unraveled words like moths upon old scarves
I know the world's a broken bone
But melt your headaches, call it home

[Chorus]
Hey moon, please forget to fall down
Hey moon, don't you go down
Sugarcane in the easy morning
Weathervanes my one and lonely

[Post-Chorus]
Sugarcane in the easy morning
Weathervanes my one and lonely
Sugarcane in the easy morning
Weathervanes my one and lonely
Sugarcane in the easy morning (Hey moon, hey moon...)
Weathervanes my one and lonely (Hey moon, hey moon...)
Sugarcane in the easy morning (Hey moon, hey moon...)
Weathervanes my one and lonely (Hey moon, hey moon...)

[Bridge]
Sugarcane in the easy morning
(Hey moon, please forget to fall down)
Weathervanes my one and lonely
(Hey moon, don't you go down)
Sugarcane in the easy morning
(You are at the top of my lungs)
Weathervanes my one and lonely
(Drawn to the ones who never yawn)

[Outro]
(Sugarcane in the easy morning)
Hey moon, please forget to fall down
(Weathervanes my one and lonely)
Hey moon, don't you go down
You are at the top of my lungs
Drawn to the ones who never yawn

[tallguy]

If you just want lyrics that don't make a lot of sense or are perhaps unpleasant, how about Come Together and Aqualung? 

[billisonboard]

Have always found this Leon Russell composition interesting:

Roll Away the Stone

Well, it's such a strange world that I am living in
She was my woman and he was my friend
But I was wrong I guess
It's such a strange change that you put me through
But like a fool I fell in love with you
What can this poor boy do?

Roll away the stone
Don't leave me here all alone
Resurrect me and protect me
Don't leave me layin' here
What will they do in two thousand years, yeah?

[billisonboard]

And a little Don McLean:

Everybody Loves Me

… You see, everybody loves me, baby
What's the matter with you?
Won'tcha tell me what did I do
To offend you?

… Now, no land is beyond my claim
When land is seized in the people's name
By evil men who rob and maim
If war is hell, I'm not to blame

… Why, you can't blame me I'm heaven's child
I'm the second son of Mary mild
And I'm twice removed from Oscar Wilde
But he didn't mind, why, he just smiled