Is Rock Dead (in the mainstream)?

All simple monkeys with alien babies
Amphetamines for boys
Crucifixes for ladies
Sampled and soulless
Worldwide and real webbed
You sell all the living
For more safer dead

Anything to belong

Rock is deader than dead
Shock is all in your head
Your sex and your dope is all that we're fed
So fuck all your protests and
Put them to bed

God is in the TV

1,000 mothers are praying for it
We're so full of hope
And so full of shit
Build a new god
To medicate and to ape
Sell us ersatz
Dressed up and real fake

Anything to belong

Rock is deader than dead

Rock is deader than dead
Shock is all in your head
Your sex and your dope is all that we're fed
So fuck all your protests and
Put them to bed

God is in the TV

Gay.

Dale a tu cuerpo alegria Macarena
Que tu cuerpo es pa’ darle alegria y cosa buena
Dale a tu cuerpo alegria, Macarena
Heeeeey Macarena
AAAhAA!

Dale a tu cuerpo alegria Macarena
Que tu cuerpo es pa’ darle alegria y cosa buena
Dale a tu cuerpo alegria, Macarena
Heeeeey Macarena
AAAhAA!

Dale a tu cuerpo alegria Macarena
Que tu cuerpo es pa’ darle alegria y cosa buena
Dale a tu cuerpo alegria, Macarena
Heeeeey Macarena
AAAhAA!

Dale a tu cuerpo alegria Macarena
Que tu cuerpo es pa’ darle alegria y cosa buena
Dale a tu cuerpo alegria, Macarena
Heeeeey Macarena
AAAhAA!

HAAAAAAHAHAHA!!!

You had me dancing to that shit

^
Did you do the hand motions?

All simple monkeys with alien babies
Amphetamines for boys
Crucifixes for ladies
Sampled and soulless
Worldwide and real webbed
You sell all the living
For more safer dead

Anything to belong

Rock is deader than dead
Shock is all in your head
Your sex and your dope is all that we're fed
So fuck all your protests and
Put them to bed

God is in the TV

1,000 mothers are praying for it
We're so full of hope
And so full of shit
Build a new god
To medicate and to ape
Sell us ersatz
Dressed up and real fake

Anything to belong

Rock is deader than dead

Rock is deader than dead
Shock is all in your head
Your sex and your dope is all that we're fed
So fuck all your protests and
Put them to bed

God is in the TV

Are you doing this on purpose? You are, right?

I think you’re smarter than this.

[image]http://cdn.complex.com/blogs/wp-content/uploads/2010/06/sex-ray.jpg[/image]

<runs away giggling>

Dude, at least quote the Bile song Rock Is Dead… In bed no less:

Come, swallow, if you please,
hand grasp throat up from your knees.
Two faced are always reborn,
sunk lower than the lowest form.
ROCK IS DEAD.
Falling fast from the brink of boredom,
pork those piggies with no condom.
Rainbow, black flag, Tipper Gore-dom,
slutfest, cumsoaked, teknowhore-dom.
ROCK IS DEAD.
Rubber love, from coast to coast,
ten count you’re out, now who’s the most.
Clean shaved boy, cut smiling faces.
Brit-pop dick like you’re in Oasis.
ROCK IS DEAD.

^
Did you do the hand motions?

Afraid so [blush] [blush]

Yo yo, man, whassup, man?
Whassup man, you sayin’ Prince? Say Prince?
It’s Schoolly D., man, we rap!
Code Money man, so whassup man?
(Man, let them know what time it is.)

Microphone living is a thing of the past
and all you long haired faggots can kiss my ass.
Started out rhymin’ with DJ Lynn,
you fucked it all up when you let Michael in.
I’d rather be a day in land of the dog
then with some long haired tutti frutti running a mock.
Because rock and roll is all illusion,
comes to no basic conclusion.
Rap like jazz is not all fusion,
DJ, 1200’s you know he’s using.
I don’t.
I don’t.

Looking at my Gucci if you looking at yours,
five two point size in my court of force.
Hang out all night, keep girls real tight,
sippin’ coqui 900, make me feel allright.
Met my main man Ski, looking for a bike,
till I get on the mic, make everything right.
Girl in my face, boy giving me static,
sat by my side, 38 automatic.
B-boy stands, she lies on a beat,
hang downtown on a market street.
So when the B-boys comin’, we’re comin’ hard,
so all you long haired freaks better be on guard.
All you rock and roll lovers, we’re knocking you out,
because that is what rap’s all about.
I don’t.
I don’t.

Say it loud: “I love rap and I’m proud!”
Say it loud: “I love rap and I’m proud!”
Say it loud: “I love rap and I’m proud!”
Say it loud: “I love rap and I’m proud!”

Chillin’ one day, I met a girl named Beaver,
took her on the Ave, conquered some cheever.
Got real high as you will know,
thinking to myself while I rocked her so.
Didn’t like microphone, said she loved rap,
so I told her: “Fly freak, sit upon my lap”.
But I went too fast, gave me a slap,
but I looked into her face, gave her this rap.
When I rock a party, there is still a microphone
you can call me MC, you can call me on the phone.
Came into the party, checked out my face,
but you rock and roll lovers, get a girl in your face.
Cause I came into the party with my sneakers on,
right microphones, all night long.
Dance to the beat, because you know who’s in charge,
no other MC’s got this kind of song.
I don’t.
I don’t.

Def been mighty, rap all nighty,
chill out hard with my homeboy Tidy.
The beat ain’t righty, for you and ladi,
we mean you ladi will have to party.
Not a rock and roller, but a mic controller.
I get bad, watch her and bone her.
The bitch ain’t stroller, chill right, roll her.
You left your girl, but you know I stole her.
I don’t.
I don’t.

Say it loud: “I love rap and I’m proud!”
Say it loud: “I love rap and I’m proud!”
Say it loud: “I love rap and I’m proud!”
Say it loud: “I love rap and I’m proud!”

We Don’t Rock, We Rap Lyrics
Schoolly D

1,2, 3, 4 We don’t rock we rap
It’s like that
You thought it was gone
But now I’m back
Standin on stage in a hell of a rage
Fake rock N rollers put you back in your cave
I don’t like rock N roll I never did
Didn’t evne like when I was a little kid
You’s a longhaired freak
Seven days a week
Making money in leather
I make money in sneaks
I don’t like rock N roll cause rock is rambling
Rather hear rap cause rock is handling
Long haired suckaz get out of my face
Cause me and Code Money running the place
We RAP!
We don’t rock we rap

You is capastetic
You know you can bet it
I take you rock N rollers man you never get wet it (?)
Code cut the records down to the bone
I’m the only MC that rock the microphone
For your information, in this nation
It’s all about that rap creation
Another motivation, domination
I’ll be ill as innovation
It’s a killer, no it’s a thriller
Yo Code how about a miller

We don’t rock we rap

Who let the dogs out
(woof, woof, woof, woof)
(woof, woof, woof, woof)
(woof, woof, woof, woof)
(woof, woof, woof, woof)
Who let the dogs out (woof, woof, woof, woof)
Who let the dogs out (woof, woof, woof, woof)
Who let the dogs out (woof, woof, woof, woof)

Who let the dogs out
(woof, woof, woof, woof)
(woof, woof, woof, woof)
(woof, woof, woof, woof)
(woof, woof, woof, woof)
Who let the dogs out (woof, woof, woof, woof)
Who let the dogs out (woof, woof, woof, woof)
Who let the dogs out (woof, woof, woof, woof)

PHAIL!

it’s no woof, it’s who.

who let the dog out? (WHO, WHO, WHO, WHO?)

Do you have the album/ lyric sheet? Because that’s the only thing that will convince me otherwise.

i’d like to be able to go on about this. but i can be a lazy bastard.

in short… i don’t think its as easy for “rock stars” to exist. with the information at our finger tips the way it is doesn’t really allow it. when we go to see concerts now… we know what to expect. hell, i know the setlists of most of the shows i go to beforehand.

back in the day. these people (our rockstars) were distant. it was all up to us to make out something about them. granted, i was younger then - and that too is a factor. but, back in the day… when you were watching a band play, it was not something you were familiar with. it was shocking. now. not so much.

ok, i’m getting lazy. but i think you guys get my point.

Yeah, I get what you’re saying (and I agree). We’re jaded, basically, so it’s hard for us to make gods of something that is now pretty commonplace.

There are still bands that put together a spectacular show to blow me away (AC/DC, Metallica, Iron Maiden) but as Peligro noted earlier . . . those guys are all dinosaurs and I can’t bank on them being around for much longer.

I’ll sometimes see at the shows a dad that brought his kid(s) to show them a proper show and I think it’s the coolest thing in the world. I think to myself, “if I have a kid someday I’m totally bringing him to see Maiden [or whomever]!” But, in all reality, if I had a kid, by the time he was old enough to see a show with me my favorite bands will all be dead.

So, I either have to find new rock gods (it ain’t happenin’) or accept the inevitable . . . . . rock is dead.

Taken at the Megadeth show in March. Sorry . . . it was uploaded from my phone, so it’s sideways.

My older son is 14 and only likes hip hop/r&b.
So I’m out of luck with him. My younger one is 6 and he sometimes asks me to put on a metal song he likes. I was tempted to take him with me to Ozzy a few weeks ago, but having Ozzy yell FUCK every 2 mins probably wouldn’t have been a good thing…

You’re kid will be in his Kindergarten class yelling at the teacher, “LOOOUUUDER!!! AAAYYE CAN’T FAWCKING HEAR YOUUUU!!!”

How was the show, by the way? I’ve been kind of boycotting the Osbournes for the last 5 years as it just got too much to take (he couldn’t even remember the words last time I saw him), but someone said he delivered well on this last round.

It’s all kind of irrelevant.

On the way to las vegas I was listening to the radio and they had this LV show-skitchy tunes station with Petula Clark, Frank Sinatra, Elvis and all these icons of vegas from the grand old days. Choosing among vapid radio stations of 70’s Album-oriented rock and '60’s crooners, I actually liked old-time vegas music.

You know what sucks is up here in Santa Barbara the FM programmers play the same old shit that might even be able to sedate me (which is nearly impossible)-- Fleetwood Mac, Journey, Styx, Queen and repeat it–over and over-and over…[:|]

or we have this “alternative” KJEE which still hasn’t figured out what the fuck their programming is. like fairy music to harps or old-time 'alternative" slelctions": (you might get an Alice in Chains tune… it helps if a band member is dead).

No wonder why people have sirius.

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That caption is perfect.