Yaniv: The Soundtrack - Post your musical musings inspired by Yaniv

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She's just 16 years old, leave her alone, they said
It's like having it all, and everyone waxes your ballsss


 
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Never mind the bollocks...just wax me, bitches!
 
Online, searching pictures of little girls
menarche preferred
Tiara on, taser charged up
The tampons lay
In a pool of maroon blood

Daddy was a bit demented
Oh and mommy let him borrow women's wear
Queen Jonathan the Wicked
Oh ruled his world

Jonathan spoke in court today
Jonathan spoke in court today

Clearly I remember turning him away
Cause he wanted his scrotum waxed
Oh but we unmasked a monster
He shook the can and maced a mountie's face

How could I forget?
He revved the motor
Broke my foot with his rascal as he fled
Just like the day I heard...

Daddy was a bit demented
And the boy was dressed up in mommy's brassiere
Queen Jonathan the Wicked
Oh ruled his world

Jonathan spoke in court today
Jonathan spoke in court today
Jonathan spoke in court today

Try to forget this
Try to get this erased from Google and Twitter...
Jonathan spoke in court today
Jonathan spoke in court today
Jonathan spoke in court today
 
My name is Jessie
I live on the second floor
I live right close to you
Yes I think you've seen me before

If you hear something late at night
Some kind of trouble. some kind of fight
Just don't ask me what it was
Just don't ask me what it was
Just don't ask me what it was

I think it's because I'm clumsy
Mom tries to talk too loud
Maybe it's because I'm crazy
I try to act real proud

I only hit until they cry
After that they can't ask why
They must not argue anymore
They must not argue anymore
They must not argue anymore

I think I'm not okay
I walked into the door again
Well, if you ask that's what I'll say
And it's not your business anyway
I guess I'd like to be alone
With all things broken, tazers shown

Just don't ask me how I am [X3]

My name is Jonny
I live on the second floor
I live right close to you
Yes I think you've seen me before

If you hear something late at night
Some kind of trouble, some kind of fight
Just don't ask me what it was
Just don't ask me what it was
Just don't ask me what it was

And I only hit until they cry
After that, they can't ask why
They must not argue anymore
They must not argue anymore
They must not argue anymore

(Original: Suzanne Vega, "Luka." Came out the same year Jon was born.)


Dedicated to @WGkitty
 
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Online, searching pictures of little girls
menarche preferred
Tiara on, taser charged up
The tampons lay
In a pool of maroon blood

Daddy was a bit demented
Oh and mommy let him borrow women's wear
Queen Jonathan the Wicked
Oh ruled his world

Jonathan spoke in court today
Jonathan spoke in court today

Clearly I remember turning him away
Cause he wanted his scrotum waxed
Oh but we unmasked a monster
He shook the can and maced a mountie's face

How could I forget?
He revved the motor
Broke my foot with his rascal as he fled
Just like the day I heard...

Daddy was a bit demented
And the boy was dressed up in mommy's brassiere
Queen Jonathan the Wicked
Oh ruled his world

Jonathan spoke in court today
Jonathan spoke in court today
Jonathan spoke in court today

Try to forget this
Try to get this erased from Google and Twitter...
Jonathan spoke in court today
Jonathan spoke in court today
Jonathan spoke in court today
My name is Jessie
I live on the second floor
I live right close to you
Yes I think you've seen me before

If you hear something late at night
Some kind of trouble. some kind of fight
Just don't ask me what it was
Just don't ask me what it was
Just don't ask me what it was

I think it's because I'm clumsy
Mom tries to talk too loud
Maybe it's because I'm crazy
I try to act real proud

I only hit until they cry
After that they can't ask why
They just don't argue anymore
They just don't argue anymore
They just don't argue anymore

I think I'm not okay
I walked into the door again
Well, if you ask that's what I'll say
And it's not your business anyway
I guess I'd like to be alone
With all things broken, nothing thrown

Just don't ask me how I am [X3]

My name is Jonny
I live on the second floor
I live right close to you
Yes I think you've seen me before

If you hear something late at night
Some kind of trouble, some kind of fight
Just don't ask me what it was
Just don't ask me what it was
Just don't ask me what it was

And I only hit until they cry
After that, they don't ask why
They just don't argue anymore
They just don't argue anymore
They just don't argue anymore

(Original: Suzanne Vega, "Luka." Came out the same year Jon was born.)

Dedicated to @WGkitty
Both of you are terrible. Neither of these artists deserve this. What's next? Smells like teen tampons??!
 
Both of you are terrible. Neither of these artists deserve this. What's next? Smells like teen tampons?‽

Oh FINE then, how about this?

Children behave
That's what I say when we're together
And watch how you play
They don't understand

And so I'm scooting just as fast as I can
Holdin' on to my mother's hand
Tryin' to get away into the night
And then she put your arms around me
And we tumble to the ground
And then I say

Can we be alone now
There doesn't seem to be anyone around
Can we be alone now
The fapping to our pads is the only sound

Look at the way
We gotta hide what we're doin'
'Cause what would they say
If they ever knew?

And so I'm scooting just as fast as we can
Holdin' on to my mother's hand
Tryin' to get away into the night
And then she put her arms around me
And we tumble to the ground
And then I say

Can we be alone now
There doesn't seem to be anyone around
Can we be alone now
The wrapper of our pads is the only sound
I think we're alone now (alone now)
There doesn't seem to be anyone around
I think we're alone now (alone now)
The fapping to our pads is the only sound

(Original, Tiffany, "I think we're alone now" 1986)
ETA clip is from the movie Ted featuring Giovanni Ribisi. Far more appropriate for this occasion: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Rw-EoS3td0c
 
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Oh FINE then, how about this?

Children behave
That's what I say when we're together
And watch how you play
They don't understand

And so I'm scooting just as fast as I can
Holdin' on to my mother's hand
Tryin' to get away into the night
And then she put your arms around me
And we tumble to the ground
And then I say

Can we be alone now
There doesn't seem to be anyone around
Can we be alone now
The fapping to our pads is the only sound

Look at the way
We gotta hide what we're doin'
'Cause what would they say
If they ever knew?

And so I'm scooting just as fast as we can
Holdin' on to my mother's hand
Tryin' to get away into the night
And then she put her arms around me
And we tumble to the ground
And then I say

Can we be alone now
There doesn't seem to be anyone around
Can we be alone now
The wrapper of our pads is the only sound
I think we're alone now (alone now)
There doesn't seem to be anyone around
I think we're alone now (alone now)
The fapping to our pads is the only sound

(Original, Tiffany, "I think we're alone now" 1986)
Ok that's cool. Any shitty teenage mall singers are fair game. For real though, Suzanne Vega is a goddamned treasure.
 
Both of you are terrible. Neither of these artists deserve this. What's next? Smells like teen tampons?‽
If you didn't want to know, you shouldn't have asked.

Yanivana - Smells Like Troon Spirit
Charge your stunguns, bring your friends
It's fun to scoot and to pretend
That I'm a girl and not a turd
Who cries that "he's" a dirty word

My sack, my sack, my sack, needs wax
My sack, my sack, my sack, needs wax
My sack, my sack, my sack, needs wax
My sack, my sack, my sack

Whip your strings out, I'm not dangerous
Little girls need, tampon trainers
I'm not stupid, I'm courageous
Litigatious, not vexatious
Damn mulattos, damn the gynos, fuck Sikh people, need cheese pizza
Yeah, hey

I'm worst at what I do best
Trying to touch a preteen's breast
A little grope is all I need
I never wrote that, wasn't me

My sack, my sack, my sack, needs wax
My sack, my sack, my sack, needs wax
My sack, my sack, my sack, needs wax
My sack, my sack, my sack

Whip your strings out, I'm not dangerous
Little girls need, tampon trainers
I'm not stupid, I'm courageous
Litigatious, not vexatious
Damn mulattos, damn the gynos, fuck Sikh people, need cheese pizza
Yeah, hey

And I forget just why I chase
Young girls, I guess it makes me smile
My dick is hard, it's hard to find
My genitals are undefined

My sack, my sack, my sack, needs wax
My sack, my sack, my sack, needs wax
My sack, my sack, my sack, needs wax
My sack, my sack, my sack

Whip your strings out, I'm not dangerous
Little girls need, tampon trainers
I'm not stupid, I'm courageous
Litigatious, not vexatious
Damn mulattos, damn the gynos, fuck Sikh people, need cheese pizza
A tribunal, a tribunal, a tribunal, a tribunal, a tribunal
A tribunal, a tribunal, a tribunal, a tribunal
 
If you didn't want to know, you shouldn't have asked.

Yanivana - Smells Like Troon Spirit
https://youtube.com/watch?v=tYZTJy_z3cECharge your stunguns, bring your friends
It's fun to scoot and to pretend
That I'm a girl and not a turd
Who cries that "he's" a dirty word

My sack, my sack, my sack, needs wax
My sack, my sack, my sack, needs wax
My sack, my sack, my sack, needs wax
My sack, my sack, my sack

Whip your strings out, I'm not dangerous
Little girls need, tampon trainers
I'm not stupid, I'm courageous
Litigatious, not vexatious
Damn mulattos, damn the gynos, fuck Sikh people, need cheese pizza
Yeah, hey

I'm worst at what I do best
Trying to touch a preteen's breast
A little grope is all I need
I never wrote that, wasn't me

My sack, my sack, my sack, needs wax
My sack, my sack, my sack, needs wax
My sack, my sack, my sack, needs wax
My sack, my sack, my sack

Whip your strings out, I'm not dangerous
Little girls need, tampon trainers
I'm not stupid, I'm courageous
Litigatious, not vexatious
Damn mulattos, damn the gynos, fuck Sikh people, need cheese pizza
Yeah, hey

And I forget just why I chase
Young girls, I guess it makes me smile
My dick is hard, it's hard to find
My genitals are undefined

My sack, my sack, my sack, needs wax
My sack, my sack, my sack, needs wax
My sack, my sack, my sack, needs wax
My sack, my sack, my sack

Whip your strings out, I'm not dangerous
Little girls need, tampon trainers
I'm not stupid, I'm courageous
Litigatious, not vexatious
Damn mulattos, damn the gynos, fuck Sikh people, need cheese pizza
A tribunal, a tribunal, a tribunal, a tribunal, a tribunal
A tribunal, a tribunal, a tribunal, a tribunal
I'm angry but also very impressed. I loled.
8/10
 
If you didn't want to know, you shouldn't have asked.

Yanivana - Smells Like Troon Spirit
https://youtube.com/watch?v=tYZTJy_z3cECharge your stunguns, bring your friends
It's fun to scoot and to pretend
That I'm a girl and not a turd
Who cries that "he's" a dirty word

My sack, my sack, my sack, needs wax
My sack, my sack, my sack, needs wax
My sack, my sack, my sack, needs wax
My sack, my sack, my sack

Whip your strings out, I'm not dangerous
Little girls need, tampon trainers
I'm not stupid, I'm courageous
Litigatious, not vexatious
Damn mulattos, damn the gynos, fuck Sikh people, need cheese pizza
Yeah, hey

I'm worst at what I do best
Trying to touch a preteen's breast
A little grope is all I need
I never wrote that, wasn't me

My sack, my sack, my sack, needs wax
My sack, my sack, my sack, needs wax
My sack, my sack, my sack, needs wax
My sack, my sack, my sack

Whip your strings out, I'm not dangerous
Little girls need, tampon trainers
I'm not stupid, I'm courageous
Litigatious, not vexatious
Damn mulattos, damn the gynos, fuck Sikh people, need cheese pizza
Yeah, hey

And I forget just why I chase
Young girls, I guess it makes me smile
My dick is hard, it's hard to find
My genitals are undefined

My sack, my sack, my sack, needs wax
My sack, my sack, my sack, needs wax
My sack, my sack, my sack, needs wax
My sack, my sack, my sack

Whip your strings out, I'm not dangerous
Little girls need, tampon trainers
I'm not stupid, I'm courageous
Litigatious, not vexatious
Damn mulattos, damn the gynos, fuck Sikh people, need cheese pizza
A tribunal, a tribunal, a tribunal, a tribunal, a tribunal
A tribunal, a tribunal, a tribunal, a tribunal
I'm having a fucking asthma attack.
 
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