Turn a song in to average language and see can anyone guess it

bjork

The title is fairly self explanatory (I think). Think of a song convert it in to normal language and see if anyone can guess what song it is


*Shameless stolen from another message board


Easy one to start off

Play us a tune on your piano, immediately. We're in form to hear a song and your music makes us feel good.

Chance The Fapper

Piano Man

The organ of sight of the large feline

catallus

I'm too Sexy by Right Said Fred?

Sheep Lover

"I want to strike your voluptuous girlfriend, shoot some gentleman with a semi automatic weapon from a moving car and then take some class A drugs afterwards"

DeadHand

Chance The Fapper wrote: »

Piano Man

The organ of sight of the large feline

Eye of the tiger.

I'm a pyromaniac, unstable pyromaniac

DeadHand

Sheep Lover wrote: »

"I want to strike your voluptuous girlfriend, shoot some gentleman with a semi automatic weapon from a moving car and then take some class A drugs afterwards"

Every rap song ever.

bjork

DeadHand wrote: »

Eye of the tiger.

I'm a pyromaniac, unstable pyromaniac

I'm the fire starter, twisted fire starter


Infant child, please slap me again

catallus

DeadHand wrote: »

Every rap song ever.

They say Faith No More were the progenitors of rap.

DeadHand

bjork wrote: »

I'm the fire starter, twisted fire starter


Infant child, please slap me again

Hit me baby one more time!

Whilst driving I collided with a structure, I'm apathetic!

Scruffy...The Janitor

DeadHand wrote: »

Hit me baby one more time!

Whilst driving I collided with a structure, I'm apathetic!

I crashed my car in to a bridge, I don't care!


Nourish the globe. Inform them it is currently the feast of St. Nicholas

Sky King

On a cool, clear night (typ­ical to South­ern Cali­for­nia) War­ren G travels through his neigh­bour­hood, search­ing for women with whom he might ini­ti­ate sexual inter­course. He has chosen to engage in this pur­suit alone.

Nate Dogg, hav­ing just arrived in Long Beach, seeks War­ren. On his way to find War­ren, Nate passes a car full of women who are excited to see him. Regard­less, he insists to the women that there is no cause for excitement.

War­ren makes a left turn at 21st Street and Lewis Ave, where he sees a group of young men enjoy­ing a game of dice together. He parks his car and greets them. He is excited to find people to play with, but to his chag­rin, he dis­cov­ers they intend to relieve him of his mater­ial pos­ses­sions. Once the hope­ful rob­bers reveal their fire­arms, War­ren real­izes he is in a less than favour­able predicament.

Mean­while, Nate passes the women, as they are low on his list of pri­or­it­ies. His primary con­cern is loc­at­ing War­ren. After curtly cast­ing away the strum­pets (whose interest in Nate was such that they crashed their auto­mobile), he serendip­it­ously stumbles upon his friend, War­ren G, being held up by the young miscreants.

War­ren, unaware that Nate is sur­repti­tiously observing the scene unfold, is in dis­be­lief that he’s being robbed. The per­pet­rat­ors have taken jew­ellery and a name brand designer watch from War­ren, who is so incred­u­lous that he asks what else the rob­bers intend to steal. This is most likely a rhet­or­ical question.

Observing these unfor­tu­nate pro­ceed­ings, Nate real­izes that he may have to use his fire­arm to deliver his friend from harm.

The ten­sion cres­cendos as the rob­bers point their guns to Warren’s head. War­ren senses the grav­ity of his situ­ation. He can­not believe the events unfold­ing could hap­pen in his own neigh­bour­hood. As he ima­gines him­self in a fant­ast­ical escape, he catches a glimpse of his friend, Nate.

Nate has sev­en­teen cart­ridges to expend (six­teen resid­ing in the pistol’s magazine, with a sol­it­ary round placed in the cham­ber and ready to be fired) on the group of rob­bers, and he uses many of them. After­wards, he gen­er­ously shares the credit for neut­ral­ising the situ­ation with War­ren, though it is clear that Nate did all of the dif­fi­cult work. Put­ting con­grat­u­la­tions aside, Nate quickly reminds him­self that he has com­mit­ted mul­tiple hom­icides to save War­ren before let­ting his friend know that there are females nearby if he wishes to for­nic­ate with them.

War­ren recalls that it was the prom­ise of cop­u­la­tion that coaxed him away from his pre­vi­ous activ­it­ies, and is thank­ful that Nate knows a way to sat­isfy these urges.

Nate quickly finds the women who earlier crashed their car on Nate’s account. He remarks to one that he is fond of her phys­ical appeal. The woman, impressed by Nate’s singing abil­ity, asks that he and War­ren allow her and her friends to share trans­port­a­tion. Soon, both friends are driv­ing with auto­mo­biles full of women to the East Side Motel, pre­sum­ably to con­sum­mate their flir­ta­tion in an orgy.

The third verse is more expos­it­ory, with War­ren and Nate explain­ing their G Funk musical style. Nate dis­plays his bravado by claim­ing that indi­vidu­als with equi­val­ent know­ledge could not even attempt to approach his level of lyr­ical mas­tery. He also notes that if any third party smokes as he does, they would find them­selves in a state of intox­ic­a­tion daily (from Nate’s other works, it can be inferred that the sub­stance ref­er­enced is marijuana). Nate con­cludes his delin­eation of the night by issu­ing a vague threat to “busters,” sug­gest­ing that he and War­ren will fur­ther “reg­u­late” any poten­tial incid­ents in the future (pre­sum­ably by enga­ging their enemies with small arms fire).

bjork

DeadHand wrote: »

Hit me baby one more time!

Whilst driving I collided with a structure, I'm apathetic!

I crashed my car into the bridge. I don't care ?? Icona Pop



I won't raise you up or renage on any promises, I won't do any fancy dance moves and then leave you

Duckworth_Luas

Scruffy...The Janitor wrote: »

I crashed my car in to a bridge, I don't care!


Nourish the globe. Inform them it is currently the feast of St. Nicholas

Do They Know It's Christmas - Band Aid


No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, there are no restrictions!
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, there are no restrictions!

bjork

Sky King wrote: »

On a cool, clear night (typ­ical to South­ern Cali­for­nia) War­ren G travels through his neigh­bour­hood, search­ing for women with whom he might ini­ti­ate sexual inter­course. He has chosen to engage in this pur­suit alone.

Nate Dogg, hav­ing just arrived in Long Beach, seeks War­ren. On his way to find War­ren, Nate passes a car full of women who are excited to see him. Regard­less, he insists to the women that there is no cause for excitement.

War­ren makes a left turn at 21st Street and Lewis Ave, where he sees a group of young men enjoy­ing a game of dice together. He parks his car and greets them. He is excited to find people to play with, but to his chag­rin, he dis­cov­ers they intend to relieve him of his mater­ial pos­ses­sions. Once the hope­ful rob­bers reveal their fire­arms, War­ren real­izes he is in a less than favour­able predicament.

Mean­while, Nate passes the women, as they are low on his list of pri­or­it­ies. His primary con­cern is loc­at­ing War­ren. After curtly cast­ing away the strum­pets (whose interest in Nate was such that they crashed their auto­mobile), he serendip­it­ously stumbles upon his friend, War­ren G, being held up by the young miscreants.

War­ren, unaware that Nate is sur­repti­tiously observing the scene unfold, is in dis­be­lief that he’s being robbed. The per­pet­rat­ors have taken jew­ellery and a name brand designer watch from War­ren, who is so incred­u­lous that he asks what else the rob­bers intend to steal. This is most likely a rhet­or­ical question.

Observing these unfor­tu­nate pro­ceed­ings, Nate real­izes that he may have to use his fire­arm to deliver his friend from harm.

The ten­sion cres­cendos as the rob­bers point their guns to Warren’s head. War­ren senses the grav­ity of his situ­ation. He can­not believe the events unfold­ing could hap­pen in his own neigh­bour­hood. As he ima­gines him­self in a fant­ast­ical escape, he catches a glimpse of his friend, Nate.

Nate has sev­en­teen cart­ridges to expend (six­teen resid­ing in the pistol’s magazine, with a sol­it­ary round placed in the cham­ber and ready to be fired) on the group of rob­bers, and he uses many of them. After­wards, he gen­er­ously shares the credit for neut­ral­ising the situ­ation with War­ren, though it is clear that Nate did all of the dif­fi­cult work. Put­ting con­grat­u­la­tions aside, Nate quickly reminds him­self that he has com­mit­ted mul­tiple hom­icides to save War­ren before let­ting his friend know that there are females nearby if he wishes to for­nic­ate with them.

War­ren recalls that it was the prom­ise of cop­u­la­tion that coaxed him away from his pre­vi­ous activ­it­ies, and is thank­ful that Nate knows a way to sat­isfy these urges.

Nate quickly finds the women who earlier crashed their car on Nate’s account. He remarks to one that he is fond of her phys­ical appeal. The woman, impressed by Nate’s singing abil­ity, asks that he and War­ren allow her and her friends to share trans­port­a­tion. Soon, both friends are driv­ing with auto­mo­biles full of women to the East Side Motel, pre­sum­ably to con­sum­mate their flir­ta­tion in an orgy.

The third verse is more expos­it­ory, with War­ren and Nate explain­ing their G Funk musical style. Nate dis­plays his bravado by claim­ing that indi­vidu­als with equi­val­ent know­ledge could not even attempt to approach his level of lyr­ical mas­tery. He also notes that if any third party smokes as he does, they would find them­selves in a state of intox­ic­a­tion daily (from Nate’s other works, it can be inferred that the sub­stance ref­er­enced is marijuana). Nate con­cludes his delin­eation of the night by issu­ing a vague threat to “busters,” sug­gest­ing that he and War­ren will fur­ther “reg­u­late” any poten­tial incid­ents in the future (pre­sum­ably by enga­ging their enemies with small arms fire).

Regulate Warren G Feat Nate Dog:pac:



I'm too good looking for my clothes, It is painful

@Duckworth Luas No Limits

catallus

I'm too Sexy by Right Said Fred?

The Backwards Man

I'm of the inclination

do na na do na na do na na

I'm of the inclination for a shag

bjork

catallus wrote: »

I'm too Sexy by Right Said Fred?

Yep, I realise now why the song was suddenly stuck in my head



I'm mostly awake. I write at night, fearlessly. I use to be anxious about it. I've no electricity and I think I put my hand in the butter because I am covered in oil and in the dark I've really made a mess of the place. But basically I'm very tired

bjork

The Backwards Man wrote: »

I'm of the inclination

do na na do na na do na na

I'm of the inclination for a shag

I feel like makin'
Feel like makin' love
Feel like makin' love
Feel like makin' love
Feel like makin' love to you

Bad company

The Backwards Man

It would founder you here tonight sur, and there's not a being about
Thamk God for the Passat interior LED kit, it's heaven

DeadHand

bjork wrote: »

Yep, I realise now why the song was suddenly stuck in my head



I'm mostly awake. I write at night, fearlessly. I use to be anxious about it. I've no electricity and I think I put my hand in the butter because I am covered in oil and in the dark I've really made a mess of the place. But basically I'm very tired

Insomnia Faithless.

I'll bring you to the confectioneers,
I'll allow you to lap at a piece of confectionary
Post a sole sampling of that which i have, I'll make you squander all the financial resources you possess

Sunnyisland

Rundolf the red nose reindeer

Scruffy...The Janitor

DeadHand wrote: »

Insomnia Faithless.

I'll bring you to the confectioneers,
I'll allow you to lap at a piece of confectionary
Post a sole sampling of that which i have, I'll make you squander all the financial resources you possess

Candyshop - Fiddy


Do you recall that short sweater with no sleeves you purchased for me?
You used an implement to mark upon it with a comment on my attractiveness
You escorted me to your hired vehicle
And recorded me upon the engine cover

due to the fact you're extremely attractive!

catallus

You're Gorgeous, Baby Bird.

All things are magnificent,
as well as being at a low temperature,
when one is a member of a particular grouping,
The general condition is superb when we are enacting your reverie.

bjork

Scruffy...The Janitor wrote: »

Candyshop - Fiddy


Do you recall that short sweater with no sleeves you purchased for me?
You used an implement to mark upon it with a comment on my attractiveness
You escorted me to your hired vehicle
And recorded me upon the engine cover

due to the fact you're extremely attractive!

Baby Bird
Remember that tank top you bought me.
You wrote 'You're Gorgeous' on it.
You took me to your rented motor car and filmed me on the bonnet.
You got me to hitch my knees up and pulled my legs apart.
You took an instamatic camera and and pulled my sleeves around my heart.


Because you're gorgeous I'd do anything for you........


@ the backwards man..I'm still working on that one, I'm thinking Bruce Springsteen atm but I will confer and return






Cease and Desist, It's time for us to use carpentry tools

Scruffy...The Janitor

Scruffy...The Janitor wrote: »

Candyshop - Fiddy


Do you recall that short sweater with no sleeves you purchased for me?
You used an implement to mark upon it with a comment on my attractiveness
You escorted me to your hired vehicle
And recorded me upon the engine cover

due to the fact you're extremely attractive!

Babybird - Gorgeous

I am out of the house excessively
I go on an excessive amount of romantic meetings
That is according to others
That is according to others

DeadHand

bjork wrote: »

Baby Bird
Remember that tank top you bought me.
You wrote 'You're Gorgeous' on it.
You took me to your rented motor car and filmed me on the bonnet.
You got me to hitch my knees up and pulled my legs apart.
You took an instamatic camera and and pulled my sleeves around my heart.


Because you're gorgeous I'd do anything for you........


@ the backwards man..I'm still working on that one, I'm thinking Bruce Springsteen atm but I will confer and return






Cease and Desist, It's time for us to use carpentry tools

STOP!!!

HAMMER TIME!!!

Give me a sec to post one...

DeadHand

I stand sentinel keenly over the essential organ which I possess
The windows to my soul are never closed
I offer my limbs freely for bondage
For you are my possession
I ambulate along the boundary

bjork

Ok, this is my favourite AH thread for a while. Kudos to bjork, who's so modest that she's not even posting her own songs!

bjork wrote: »

Cease and Desist, It's time for us to use carpentry tools

U Can't Touch This. :cool:

My large serpent does not desire nothing
Except if you possess baked goods, descendant of Atilla

DeadHand

[Deleted User] wrote: »

Babybird - Gorgeous

I am out of the house excessively
I go on an excessive amount of romantic meetings
That is according to others
That is according to others

Taylor Swift Shake it off

Duckworth_Luas

DeadHand wrote: »

I stand sentinel keenly over the essential organ which I possess
The windows to my soul are never closed
I offer my limbs freely for bondage
For you are my possession
I ambulate along the boundary

I walk the line - Johnny Cash


I don't desire to glimpse a phanthom
It's the observation I'm most alarmed by
I'd rather eat burnt bread
And watch Brian Dobson

DeadHand

[Deleted User] wrote: »

Ok, this is my favourite AH thread for a while. Kudos to bjork, who's so modest that she's not even posting her own songs!



U Can't Touch This. :cool:

My large serpent does not desire nothing
Except if you possess baked goods, descendant of Atilla

Nicki Minaj Anaconda

bjork

Duckworth_Luas wrote: »

I walk the line - Johnny Cash


I don't desire to glimpse a phanthom
It's the observation I'm most alarmed by
I'd rather eat burnt bread
And watch Brian Dobson

Desree

I don't want to see a ghost
It's a sight that I fear most
I'd rather have a piece of toast
And watch the evening news


I am sitting in a coffee shop waiting for the man to pour my coffee. he only half fills it and before I can tackle him over it he is starting at another customer through the window. She comes it and starts shaking her umbrella everywhere and they kiss hello. I pretend not to see them and start to read in the paper. I feel this woman staring at me through the window, but I realise it is not me she is looking at as she adjusts her clothes using her reflection as a mirror. She's wet from the rain. It's raining. I think of you. I finish my coffee and go to catch my train.

-An oldie but a goodie

efb

bjork wrote: »

Desree

I don't want to see a ghost
It's a sight that I fear most
I'd rather have a piece of toast
And watch the evening news


I am sitting in a coffee shop waiting for the man to pour my coffee. he only half fills it and before I can tackle him over it he is starting at another customer through the window. She comes it and starts shaking her umbrella everywhere and they kiss hello. I pretend not to see them and start to read in the paper. I feel this woman staring at me through the window, but I realise it is not me she is looking at as she adjusts her clothes using her reflection as a mirror. She's wet from the rain. It's raining. I think of you. I finish my coffee and go to catch my train.

-An oldie but a goodie

Suzanna Vega Toms Diner

Chancer3001

If you exit from my life at this moment,

You will remove the majority of me

Uuuuuuuuu waaaaaa uuuuuuu aaaaa

Toddler, please do not exit

efb

I traversed the wasteland
For a reason not specified I completed the journey
I was not aware I was astray until I came upon yourself

efb

Chancer3001 wrote: »

If you exit from my life at this moment,

You will remove the majority of me

Uuuuuuuuu waaaaaa uuuuuuu aaaaa

Toddler, please do not exit

Chicago If you leave me now

jebuz

Does anybody know the whereabouts of my sweater?

bjork

Chancer3001 wrote: »

If you exit from my life at this moment,

You will remove the majority of me

Uuuuuuuuu waaaaaa uuuuuuu aaaaa

Toddler, please do not exit

Chicago
If you leave me now, you'll take away the biggest part of me
Uh uh uh uh no baby please don't go



I'm driving a digger down the middle of the M50. I laugh at the cars behind me. Sometimes I pull over to let them past, but mostly I just laugh. I'm having a great time.

efb

jebuz wrote: »

Does anybody know the whereabouts of my sweater?

Where's me jumper sultans of ping fc


It's quite silent, it's very silent, and very calm pending...

bjork

jebuz wrote: »

Does anybody know the whereabouts of my sweater?

You can say things can only get better, but you haven't lost your brand new sweater...




A town in clare, oooh, a town in Clare,a town in, town in, town in, town in Clare

efb

bjork wrote: »

You can say things can only get better, but you haven't lost your brand new sweater...




A town in clare, oooh, a town in Clare,a town in, town in, town in, town in Clare

Listoonvarna

Duckworth_Luas

efb wrote: »

Where's me jumper sultans of ping fc


It's quite silent, it's very silent, and very calm pending...

It's oh so quite - Bjork


Do not hold diurnal illumination responsible
Do not hold nocturnal illumination responsible
Do not hold superb epochs responsible
Hold the choreography responsible

I'm powerless, I'm powerless
I'm unable to manage my legs

bjork

efb wrote: »

I traversed the wasteland
For a reason not specified I completed the journey
I was not aware I was astray until I came upon yourself

Madonna -Like a Virgin


I'm not a pyromanic. The fire was already lite when I got here.

PizzamanIRL

Count from 1 to 4,
Everyone is fairly intoxicated dancing in the designated dance area,
A beautiful lady is seductively shaking her bum,
You'd swear she was more interested in a relationship with me but sure I'm not even on tour!
It's probably because she knows I'm an extreme lyricist,
Or maybe because I buy every single item in the shops.
An African American has to score a home run,
If I don't then I'll have to try it on with a different promiscuous woman.
Countdown from 3 to 1,
Local chap is going mad but he doesn't know that I'm concealing a weapon.

bjork

Duckworth_Luas wrote: »

It's oh so quite - Bjork


Do not hold diurnal illumination responsible
Do not hold nocturnal illumination responsible
Do not hold superb epochs responsible
Hold the choreography responsible

I'm powerless, I'm powerless
I'm unable to manage my legs

Don't blame it on the sunshine
Don;t blame it on the moonlight
Don't blame it on the good time
Just blame it on the boogie

I just can't, I just can't control my feet


I'm wearing wellies to you formal event because that's the way I was reared
You didn't think I'd be there
The fear in your fellas eyes when I grabbed his drink and toasted you

I hang around with some scummy people and we drink ourselves stupid, I'll go now to the watering hole

thegreatgonzo

Duckworth_Luas wrote: »

It's oh so quite - Bjork


Do not hold diurnal illumination responsible
Do not hold nocturnal illumination responsible
Do not hold superb epochs responsible
Hold the choreography responsible

I'm powerless, I'm powerless
I'm unable to manage my legs

Blame it on the boogie:)


It isn't this guy, his father isn't a member of the upper house of the oireachtas.
It isn't him, he's not very lucky.
Some people have spoons they use to eat all around them, but when the tv licence man comes to the door the house is in an awful state.

efb

bjork wrote: »

Don't blame it on the sunshine
Don;t blame it on the moonlight
Don't blame it on the good time
Just blame it on the boogie

I just can't, I just can't control my feet


I'm wearing wellies to you formal event because that's the way I was reared
You didn't think I'd be there
The fear in your fellas eyes when I grabbed his drink and toasted you

I hang around with some scummy people and we drink ourselves stupid, I'll go now to the watering hole

Friends in low places


Dispense them freely, dispense them freely, dispense them freely immediately

bjork

efb wrote: »

Friends in low places


Dispense them freely, dispense them freely, dispense them freely immediately

Give it away give it away now - Red Hot Chilli Peppers



Nothing is eternal, we know internal organs can alter. It's hard to hold a candle in the mid winter precipitation.

evolving_doors

efb wrote: »

Friends in low places


Dispense them freely, dispense them freely, dispense them freely immediately

Give it Away, Give it away now... Chill P's

[someone skipped the last poster so I'll replay The greatgonzo's one... havn;t a clue what it is though]

It isn't this guy, his father isn't a member of the upper house of the oireachtas.
It isn't him, he's not very lucky.
Some people have spoons they use to eat all around them, but when the tv licence man comes to the door the house is in an awful state.

evolving_doors

bjork wrote: »

Give it away give it away now - Red Hot Chilli Peppers



Nothing is eternal, we know internal organs can alter. It's hard to hold a candle in the mid winter precipitation.

November Rain GNR


It isn't this guy, his father isn't a member of the upper house of the oireachtas.
It isn't him, he's not very lucky.
Some people have spoons they use to eat all around them, but when the tv licence man comes to the door the house is in an awful state.

Armelodie

Armelodie wrote: »

November Rain GNR


It isn't this guy, his father isn't a member of the upper house of the oireachtas.
It isn't him, he's not very lucky.
Some people have spoons they use to eat all around them, but when the tv licence man comes to the door the house is in an awful state.

Creedance Clearwater Revival - It Ain't Me