Dorothy
While we seem to be in the mood for posting lyrics/poetry/yadayadayada, I thought I'd just post one of of my own lyrics. Please critique.
Dorothy
Verse:
Dorothy sits at home, lying in her bed
Feeling all alone as she rests her head
It doesn’t seem to bother her, at least on the outside
But this I know, being alone, is a hate she hastens to hide
Voted most likely to succeed, she did beyond her wildest dreams
Leaving behind home and hearth and unwittingly her heart
Ambition soon consumed her / cut off from her family
And her friends, or vice versa / not one again she’d see
But it’s just too easy to get caught in the temporal world
Chorus:
She’s living with the most toys but she will end up dead
She may in that way win, she will still be dead
Is there something she can take with her when she gives it up?
Once there was, but now no longer, a little thing called love
Verse:
Various guys would come and go / none of which would ever stay
Taking advantage of her dough / empty promises to say
She doesn’t really seem to care / she’s got plenty to spare
She can’t begin to comprehend all the wear and tear
When you’ve got money everyone wants to be your “friend”
Chorus:
Is there something left inside her, or did it just leave?
It’s the price she had to pay for her college degree
It’s obvious – she lost her Self and thus she lost it all
And what she had, now this is sad, could have fulfilled her call
Outro:
Enter the funeral, the coroner just said
She overworked herself to death / no one shed a tear
Those that came only came for the reading of the will
She experienced a fate worse than death
The horrors of living a life without love…
Dorothy
Verse:
Dorothy sits at home, lying in her bed
Feeling all alone as she rests her head
It doesn’t seem to bother her, at least on the outside
But this I know, being alone, is a hate she hastens to hide
Voted most likely to succeed, she did beyond her wildest dreams
Leaving behind home and hearth and unwittingly her heart
Ambition soon consumed her / cut off from her family
And her friends, or vice versa / not one again she’d see
But it’s just too easy to get caught in the temporal world
Chorus:
She’s living with the most toys but she will end up dead
She may in that way win, she will still be dead
Is there something she can take with her when she gives it up?
Once there was, but now no longer, a little thing called love
Verse:
Various guys would come and go / none of which would ever stay
Taking advantage of her dough / empty promises to say
She doesn’t really seem to care / she’s got plenty to spare
She can’t begin to comprehend all the wear and tear
When you’ve got money everyone wants to be your “friend”
Chorus:
Is there something left inside her, or did it just leave?
It’s the price she had to pay for her college degree
It’s obvious – she lost her Self and thus she lost it all
And what she had, now this is sad, could have fulfilled her call
Outro:
Enter the funeral, the coroner just said
She overworked herself to death / no one shed a tear
Those that came only came for the reading of the will
She experienced a fate worse than death
The horrors of living a life without love…
posted by Deathbyfrostedcookie at
12:49 PM
8 Comments:
Really good, but if you make a cd, just balance it out with some songs that aren't downers
Can't promise that. Downers are typically more fun to write for me.
wow, that's kind of depressing. good job though, with the song I mean. it's pretty cool that you put this kind of stuff up, takes guts I suppose
It's depressing because it's a warning. It's saying "Materialism is futile; get out and spread the love." Happy songs typically don't make people think as much as sad songs do.
i agree with the other anonymous.
sounds oddly familiar to eleanor rigby!wat now? hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm?
That was unintentional. Lemme guess...4th anonymous is Jay?
ahhhhhhhhhhh.......no?
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