The Centre Cannot Hold

“You’re spaced out on sensation - Like you’re under sedation “

I don’t know what sedatives are like on the planet of Transexual, in the galaxy of Transylvania - or whether the biochemistry of a Transexual is sufficiently different from that of a DirtlingEarthling that there’s some sort of peculiar reaction to our Earth sedatives…
…but it’s [...]

“Give me a sign - hit me baby one more time”

Umm, okay.  This is the relationship you’re desperate to go back to?  Where the guy beats you?  I mean, okay, you want him to, and maybe it’s some sort of completely adult consensual S&M type thing which is no one’s business but yours and his…
…of [...]

Something new for the Daft Lyrics Database: a newly written filk piece, to the tune of Monty Python’s Lumberjack Song:
(Presented with apologies to people named Jones, people named Tomlinson and some people named Palin.)

“She pulls their eyes out with a face like a magnet“
I don’t know about the rest of you, but this metaphor never quite worked for me.  Partially, it’s the obscure identity of the she - there seems to be one watching the detectives (on what we assume is a tv show or [...]

“What does it take to make our world come alive? What does it take to make us sing?”
Memo to Eldritch, Andrew: they’re called lyrics for a reason, Ando. You should really look it up sometime.
Actually, that’s unfair.  It’s pretty obvious that it takes more than just lyrics to make Mr. Eldritch sing.  Inferring [...]

“I’m always traveling, I love being free,
and so I keep leaving the sun and the sea”
I’ve never really understood the attractions of this song (although I know every word of the Chaser’s parody version). But I guess I’m just unAustralian or unpatriotic or something.
But seriously, does Peter Allan honestly believe that they don’t have the [...]

“A-Wop-bop-a-loo-lop a-lop-bam-boo
Tutti Frutti, all over rootie”
Okay, I’ll cop to shooting fish in a barrel with this one, but seriously, this song defies rational - or even irrational - analysis. Even after digging into its origins over on Wikipedia, I am still left with only two words that can accurately sum up my reaction to [...]

“I love you so much,
I wish that there was more of you to touch.”
Yes, this is the same song that Smash Mouth murdered a few years back - Colourfield also did a version at one point, and in fact, the first act to record it was the Four Seasons.  (I just really like having an [...]

“Our house, in the middle of our street”
I don’t know what your street is like, Suggs old man, but I went and stood in the middle of my street the other day, and I was nearly run down several times. The middle of my street is where the cars go - and I’m [...]

Welcome to the first installment of the Daft Lyrics Database. Today’s lyric is:
“won’t you just tell Babydaddy: I’m gonna need his love”
Seriously, Jake, tell him yourself - he’s the bearded dude at the piano behind you.
Actually, come to think of it Mr. Shears, he’s your boyfriend, and has been for years. If [...]