Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Silver Heinsaar Jul 2018
If i die today, don't remember me as a friend or someone you knew, remember me as someone who never got into platinum, who was cursed by the solo queue, his team never knew what to do.
Top lane feeding as if trying to fix the world hunger, middle crying for blue, behind the creep score by thirty two.
Guys, it's only been ten minutes, why's our jungler away from keyboard and this attack damage carry, you mean vladimir? Yeah, they know what's meta, that's why they're building into titanic hydra.
No but really, i might die today, i got ligma in my left eye.
Well, just a dentist appointment but what's the ******* difference.
Larry Feb 2020
Song Lyrics by Eric Zimnicki
~·~
I want to start a band
where we understand
to exclude all the crap
that is played everyday
on the radio-waves:
the **** that just has no taste.
I think
we need more solo-bass
&
Musicians who play for themselves.
(try to conjure-up something so heartfelt)
You say, "**** record-labels," today?

I like Funk & Punk-Rock
...find it outdated?
You can **** my ****!
(& tickle my nuts)
Keep your judgemental-mouth shut!
This song's from deep in my guts...
Radio-  I've had enough
of your control over minds
& ears:
good-music is doomed now
for our future-years...
the 'status-quo'
has gone too low for me.

Play-  w/ Yourself
Rage-  w/ Yourself
Play for Yourself.
(and make it heartfelt)
You control all the young-minds
& ears:
good-music is doomed now
for our future-years...
the 'status-quo'
has gone too low for me.

Labels: I know you will win
but it's a sin...
And, I think that you're pedophiles
in my eyes
from ****** all the young-minds
and showing them the wrong-signs
(and all your lawyer's lies)
and lies: our tunes used to be legit.
You stuck your hooks
in our music
& you made it ****!
'Status-quo' has gone too low for me.

Play-  w/ Yourself
Rage-  w/ Yourself
Play for Yourself.
(and make it heartfelt)
You control all the young-minds
& ears:
good-music is doomed now
for our future-years...
the 'status-quo' has gone
too low for me.
The 'Status Quo'
has gone too low for me.
Yeah.

Listen-up, Kids:
·
Play w/ Yourself.
Rage w/ Yourself.
Play for Yourself
& make it heartfelt.
You control
all the young-minds & ears.
Good-music is doomed now
for our future-years.
The 'status-quo'
has gone too low for me.
the Status Quo
has gone too low
for me.
·
-------
Lyrics & Music by Eric Zimnicki
Performed by, "Z and the ***"
From his album, "Ligma"
©
"Status Quo" is linked below:
https://youtu.be/6cFswWdgT0w
Hometown Hero-   Z.   -extends his gratitude
w/ permission to publish this rendition
of his song's lyrical-poetry here
in written form.
Larry Mar 2020
Song Lyrics by Z.
~·~
I
just
want
to say:

"*******.
*******."
Everyday.
[ev·ree·dey]
Every Day.
[ev·ree dey]

I just want to say,
"*******,
*******,
Every Day."
[eve·ry day]
Everyday.
[eve·ry·day]

And
I know
that I could be
an *******. Maybe...
And I know that I should
apologize for me
...Lately?

But
I know that also
that day
is
not
today.

I just want to say:
"******* *******."
Every Day.
[Eve·ry Day]
Every Day.
[Eve·ry·day]

I
just
want
to say:

*******:
*******.
Every Day.
[Every-Day?]
Everyday.
[Everyday!]
·
-------
Lyrics & Music by Eric Zimnicki
Performed by, "Z and the ***"
From his album, "Ligma"
©
"Everyday" is linked below:
https://youtu.be/An4FOOMKfCY
In typical-fashion coupled w/ flair-
Z. demonstrates his aptitude
to speak-up for all of those
unwilling, unable or unaware.
For some, it's casually; others, perhaps often.
But for me? It's Everyday.
Larry Feb 2020
Song Lyrics by Eric Zimnicki
~·~
I want to start a band
where we understand
to exclude all the crap
that is played everyday
on the radio-waves:
the **** that just has no taste.
I think
we need more solo-bass
&
Musicians who play for themselves.
(try to conjure-up something so heartfelt)
You say, "**** record-labels," today?

I like Funk & Punk-Rock
...find it outdated?
You can **** my ****!
(& tickle my nuts)
Keep your judgemental-mouth shut!
This song's from deep in my guts...
Radio- I've had enough
of your control over minds
& ears:
good-music is doomed now
for our future-years...
the 'status-quo'
has gone too low for me.

Play-  w/ Yourself
Rage-  w/ Yourself
Play for Yourself.
(and make it heartfelt)
You control all the young-minds
& ears:
good-music is doomed now
for our future-years...
the 'status-quo'
has gone too low for me.

Labels: I know you will win
but it's a sin...
And, I think that you're pedophiles
in my eyes
from ****** all the young-minds
and showing them the wrong signs
(and all your lawyer's lies)
and lies: our tunes used to be legit
you stuck your hooks
in our music
& you made it ****!
'Status-quo' has gone too low for me.

Play-  w/ Yourself
Rage-  w/ Yourself
Play for Yourself.
(and make it heartfelt)
You control all the young-minds
& ears:
good-music is doomed now
for our future-years...
the 'status-quo' has gone
too low for me.
The 'Status Quo'
has gone too low for me.
Yeah.

Listen-up, Kids:
·
Play-  w/ Yourself.
Rage-  w/ Yourself.
Play for Yourself
& make it heartfelt.
You control
all the young-minds & ears.
Good-music is doomed now
for our future-years.
The 'status-quo' has gone too low for me.
The Status Quo
has gone too low
for me.
·
-------
Lyrics & Music by Eric Zimnicki
Performed by Z and the ***
From his album, "Ligma"
©
"Status Quo" is linked below:
https://youtu.be/6cFswWdgT0w
Hometown-Hero-  Z.  -extends his gratitude
w/ permission to publish this rendition
of his song's lyrical-poetry here
in written form.
"Skibidi grimace"

From the ski, to the bi, then di. A sigma edged to ligma, A person named Rizzlybeta, He got aura 1000, and his gyat 1000.
One day, he edged to ohio, and saw the ligmas not sigmas, he yapped and yapped, till everyone gooned, every beta and alpha, became an omega sigma. He gave grimace and gyats, to the omega sigmas. One gyatting month, he found still water, he went to eat lunchy with cheese drippy, he sang from the screen to the ring to the pen to the king, wheres my fein thats my hawk tuah always broke boi when i ksi, he activated his adrenaline and nonadrenaline while having his balkan parents german staring him. He avoided his balkan parents, and edged until he busted musted.

— The End —