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Forum posti like the tongue in cheek of this and the lyrics made me laugh a couple of times, but it is very vulgar. Too much for me, sorry. The self deprecation is good though.
Balance Lost
Liner notes:
NSFW
This song contains coarse language including numerous cuss words. Please do not play it at work. If you are offended by such language I recommend not reading these lyrics or listening to the song.
PLEASE NOTE
The criticisms in this song directed at other people are 100% intended to not be taken seriously. It is intended as a form of black humour, and I do not genuinely believe in any of the negative comments contained within the lyrics. I have attempted to underline this point by writing a chorus hook which is self-deprecating and self-mocking. If you are a subject of one of the lyrics and you are offended by the lines directed at you, I apologise. The intention is for it to be a kind of fun "roast". If anybody feels compelled to give a retort to this track, I encourage you to do it in song form.
Title:
As much as possible I try to avoid what I consider to be the obvious interpretation of the title. In this instance I think the obvious angle is romantic crushes, or a season where people fall in love with each other. I have chosen to use the word "crush" as in destroy. There is a long tradition in hiphop culture of diss tracks (songs where one artist, usually a rapper, criticises another artist in their lyrics), that are intended to destroy the reputation of the subject. My song is in that vein, although as mentioned above, the tone should be taken as a playful roast, not an insult meant in anger.
Challenge:
Starting at 0.47 there is an organ riff which contains a descending line of notes which run from F, E, Eb which I believe satisfies the challenge of including line cliche in the music. This phrase continues into the chorus where it is backed up by a synthesiser arpeggio on the second repetition.
Lyrics:
Hello motherfuckers, it's Balance Lost with the gloves off
Taking potshots with a sawn-off
Shotgun in the back while you try to run
But don't worry everybody, it's just for fun!
Exposing your blunders, leaving you wondering
What the hell you did to make me ruin your day
By the time I'm finished you'll be so far down under
People be mistaking you for Caravan Ray
What's that stench? Frankie's attempt
stinks like his cat died and crawled in the aircon vent
If colour was sound, this clown would be shit brown
I'd have crushed him last round but I can't punch that far down
Starfingerin, a fart that's still lingering
This asshole's so old he can fit 5 fingers in
Back when he was still middle aged and I was only starting
He already made my shit sound like Lennon fucking McCartney
Next please! Another sucker needs takin down a peg
Oh yeah, Vom Vorton furiously flogging a dead
Horses ass, with a vacant stare while scratching his head
"Can I write a rhyme that isn't telegraphed a mile ahead?"
Can we still be friends even after that low blow?
Anybody?? It gets worse though
Spintown & Co, also known as Joe Romero
Plus some _____ who doesn't know how to play a note
Just write lyrics, like Richie Manic, without the lipstick
Or 2 braincells that know how to make a song tick
I invite you to go ahead and do what Richie did
And follow his footsteps right off the Severn bridge
Balance Lost has flopped
We couldn't shift records out the back of a record shop
Writing for free, singing off key
My bestie refuses to listen to my CD
Everybody knows Balance Lost blows
And sucks at the same time (oh no!)
Stone cold, below freezing, stop breathing
Motherfuckers getting crushed this season
Time for more hopeless than hopeful
So-called "music" it's only fit for trash disposal
Don't give me that BSS, Berkeley Social
Bullshit sandwich of gluten free tofu
You take the skill of one decent producer
Divide it between 5 guys until it's diluted
stupid time spent doin the jackrabbit with your plectrum
Til the track sounding like it was recorded in my rectum
You want Truth? We know Cavedwellers are troglodytes
If Reg Dwight sang Wild Thing at bingo night
Granny music's not usually this lite
And I'd do Glennny again but I already stuck the knife in twice
I originally savagely attacked Moss Palace
But after the way I've acted I thought I should redact this
The fact is Erin and Sam make very pleasant music
And Sam chooses to defend me even when I'm abusive
The Friends actually did one good song, back in round 1,
But this is an 8 week shift son And now the cum's
dried in your jeans, Now it's Round 3, You're firing dust
Just pre-nut butter without the crust
Classically trained in opera, Cybronica
Drunkenly caterwauling at a karaoke bar
If a lack of a talent can get you this far
Hell, maybe even Mechakarp's in with a fighting chance
Everybody knows Balance Lost blows
And sucks at the same time (oh no!)
Stone cold, below freezing, stop breathing
Motherfuckers getting crushed this season
Balance Lost has flopped
We couldn't shift records out the back of a record shop
Sitting in obscurity on the bottom rung
With the Song Fight losers having some fun
Balance Lost has flopped
We couldn't shift records out the back of a record shop
Writing for free, singing off key
My bestie refuses to listen to my CD
Everybody knows Balance Lost blows
And sucks at the same time (oh no!)
Stone cold, below freezing, stop breathing
Motherfuckers getting crushed this season
And don't even get me started on the damn judges
(Knock at the door)
Who could that be?
(Angry mob)
Oh hey guys
I trust I can rely on your vote in the final?
(Boooo!)
Why are you all carrying pitchforks?
No! Stay away! Aaaaarghghghghh!!!!
(Furious slashing and stabbing sounds)
(Crowd cheering)
i like the tongue in cheek of this and the lyrics made me laugh a couple of times, but it is very vulgar. Too much for me, sorry. The self deprecation is good though.