Most disturbing/depressing lyrics

[mikey6]

I find this quite depressing

Tell Laura I Love Her
( Ray Peterson )

                                              Laura and Tommy were lovers
 He wanted to give her everything
 Flowers, presents,
 But most of all, a wedding ring

  He saw a sign for a stock car race
 A thousand dollar prize it read
 He couldn't get Laura on the phone
 So to her mother, Tommy said

  Tell Laura I love her
  Tell Laura I need her
 Tell Laura I may be late
 I've something to do, that cannot wait

  He drove his car to the racing grounds
 He was the youngest driver there
 The crowed roared as they started the race
 Around the track they drove at a deadly pace

  No one knows what happened that day
 Or how his car overturned in flames
 But as they pulled him from the twisted wreck
 With his dying breath, they heard him say

  Tell Laura I love her
 Tell Laura I need her
 Tell Laura not to cry
 My love for her will never die

  Now in the chapel where Laura prays
 For her poor Tommy,  who passed away
 It was just for Laura he lived and died
 Alone in the chapel she can hear him cry

  Tell Laura I love her
 Tell Laura I need her
 Tell Laura not to cry
 My love for her will never die

  Tell Laura I love her
 Tell Laura I need her
 Tell Laura not to cry
 My love for her will never die
 

And dis just disturbing although it's a cool song

YOUNG GIRL - 22/05/1968
4 weeks at #1 - 17 weeks on chart
 
Young girl, get out of my mind 
My love for you is way out of line 
Better run, girl
You're much too young, girl 
 
With all the charms of a woman 
You've kept the secret of your youth 
You led me to believe you're old enough 
To give me love 
And now it hurts to know the truth, woah
 
Young girl, get out of my mind 
My love for you is way out of line 
Better run, girl
You're much too young, girl 
 
Beneath your perfume and make-up 
You're just a baby in disguise 
And though you know that it's wrong to be 
Alone with me 
That come on look is in your eyes, woah
 
Young girl, get out of my mind 
My love for you is way out of line 
Better run, girl
You're much too young, girl 
 
So hurry home to your mama 
I'm sure she wonders where you are 
Get out of here, before I have the time 
To change my mind 
'Cause I'm afraid we'll go too far, woah
 
Young girl, get out of my mind 
My love for you is way out of line 
Better run, girl
You're much too young, girl 
 
Young girl, get out of my mind 
My love for you is way out of line 
Better run, girl
You're much too young, girl
 

[moi_not_toi]

I really like this one:

I've got nicotine stains on my fingers
I've got a silver spoon on a chain
I've got a grand piano
to prop up my mortal remains.
I've got wild staring eyes.
And a strong urge to fly
but I've got nowhere to fly to....
Babe!
When I pick up the phone
there's nobody home...

This one is funny, but kind of depressing too....

A dreaded sunny day
So I'll meet you at the cemet'ry gates
Keats and Yeats are on your side.
A dreaded sunny day
So I'll meat you at the cemet'ry gates
Keats and Yeats are on your side.
Wi- Wi--lde is on mine.
You say: Twice the sun done
salutation to the dawn.
And you claim these words as your own.
But I've read well and I have heard them said
100 times, maybe less, maybe more!
If you must derive prose and poems
The words you use should be your own.
Don't plaigerise or take on loan.
For there's always someone
somewhere
with a big nose, who knows
and will trip you up
and laugh
when you fall.
and will trip you UP and laugh
when you fall.
You say: Does Do Does On--ce did.
Words that can only be your own.
But then you defile some ancient text
"Some Dizzy *** 1804"!
A dreaded sunny day, so we'll go
where we're happy
and I'll meet you at the cemet'ry gates.
Keats and Yeats are on your side.
A dreaded sunny day, so we'll go where we're wanted
and I'll meet you at the cemet'ry gates.
Keats and Yeats are on your side.
But you lose,
cuz wil the willy Wi-hilde is on tha' mine!