Worst lyric?

from my fav band. It's just inane, and I'm OK with that.

Yeah, but are you gettin it?
(armageddon it!)
Ooh, really gettin it?
(yes, armaggedon it!)

 

If we are going to get into country, the list will become prodigious. I give you "Have You Forgotten," by Darryl Worley, a whiney-bitch version of Toby Keith's "Angry American" song in which he rhymes "forgotten" with "bin Laden."

Examples:

Have you forgotten how it felt that day
To see your homeland under fire
And her people blown away?
Have you forgotten when those towers fell?
We had neighbors still inside
Going through a living hell
And you say we shouldn't worry 'bout Bin Laden
Have you forgotten?

Have you forgotten all the people killed?
Some went down like heroes in that Pennsylvania field
Have you forgotten about our Pentagon?
All the loved ones that we lost
And those left to carry on
Don't you tell me not to worry about Bin Laden
Have you forgotten?

 

Well somebody told me
You had a boyfriend
Who looked like a girlfriend
That I had in February of last year

I must admit that I like the song, though. It's quite a catchy tune.

 

Slowly walking down the hall/ faster than a cannonball/ Where were you while we were getting high?

 

You expect a clean-scanning lyric from a song titled Champagne Supernova?

 

Don't even go there, bub. ;D

 

I actually don't mind Oasis, but that's a terribly bad lyric.

More hip-hop:

"You doin ho activities, with ho tendencies.
Ho's are your friends. Ho's are your enemies."

 

Don't get me started on Ludacris

 

Too Much Weed Division:

In the desert, they can't remember your name
'Cause there ain't no one for to give you no pain.

 

"MacArthur Park" originally performed by Richard Harris, made even more infamous by Donna Summer (love you, girl, but that song is AWFUL!)

Spring was never waiting for us till
it ran one step ahead
as we followed in the dance.

Between the parted pages
we were pressed,
in love's hot, fevered iron
like a striped pair of pants.

Mac Arthur's Park is melting in the dark
all the sweet green icing flowing down
someone left the cake out in the rain
I don't think that I can take it
'cause it took so long to bake it
and I'll never have that recipe again
Oh, nooo!

I recall the yellow cotton dress
foaming like a wave
on the ground beneath your knees
birds like tender babies in your hands
and the old men playing
Chinese checkers
by the trees

Mac Arthur Park's is melting in the dark
all the sweet green icing flowing down
someone left the cake out in the rain
I don't think that I can take it
'cause it took so long to bake it
and I'll never have that recipe again
Oh, nooo!

There'll be another song for me
and I will sing it
there'll be another dream for me
someone will bring it
I will drink the wine while it is warn
and never let you catch me
looking at the sun, oh yeah
and after all the loves of my life
after all loves in my life
you'll be the one

I will take my life into my hands
and I will use it
I will win the worship in their eyes
and I will lose it
I will have the things that I desire
and my passion flow
like rivers through the sky
oh and after all the loves in my life
after all the loves in my life
you'll still be the one
and I'll ask myself why.

Mac Arthur's Park is melting in the dark
all the sweet green icing flowing down
someone left the cake out in the rain
I don't think that I can take it
'cause it took so long to bake it
and I'll never have that recipe again
Oh, nooo!

 

This might be the Road House of lyrics, in that it's so bad it's good on a metatextual level.

Between the parted pages
we were pressed,
in love's hot, fevered iron
like a striped pair of pants.

 

Worst? I'm not sure. Most inane? Perhaps 'I am the Walrus' would garner a nomination. Most disturbing? Definitely a phrase from within that song:

Yellow matter custard
Dripping from a dead dog's eye