Poems Lyrics
| Song | Poems |
| Artist | Bo Burnham |
| Album | what. |
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| [00:00.000] | 作曲 : Bo Burnham |
| [00:00.000] | 作词 : Bo Burnham |
| [00:00.000] | I believe there is nothing more manly one can do than take a shower with five other guys. It's true, it's not a joke, it's early cavemen, you know. |
| [00:06.046] | Cro-Magnon wandering through the fog, you know, scrubbing five other sapiens, no homo |
| [00:11.243] | I wanna do a poem for you, some poems for you, right now. I've got the chimes: |
| [00:16.953] | Ooh, a genie just came! Alright, um... |
| [00:23.581] | Now that we're a little halfway through the show, I'd sorta like to take the pressure off you, the audience, and just read some serious poetry, then we'll kinda go back to the giggles. |
| [00:32.457] | This is from my book, "Egghead", that some of you may already have, or, something, so I won't keep it too long, in case, you know, some of you have heard this stuff, but, uh... |
| [00:40.343] | Just sit back and enjoy, uh, this, uh, poetry |
| [00:43.306] | "Roses are gray |
| [00:44.250] | Violets are a different shade of gray |
| [00:45.773] | Let's go chase cars." |
| [00:46.846] | That's by a dog |
| [00:53.435] | This is a poem about women's bodies, and the ability to transform your body issues, and transcend them: |
| [00:59.742] | "Martha was ugly, like a shaven baboon |
| [01:02.140] | So she wrapped herself up in a curtain cocoon |
| [01:04.546] | And after a week, she finally emerged |
| [01:06.592] | She smelled like shit. What a psycho." |
| [01:10.439] | You can't transcend them, I guess that's the moral |
| [01:14.026] | "Me, with my strange choice of adjectives |
| [01:17.531] | You, with your muscular teeth |
| [01:19.832] | And clockwise v****a." |
| [01:28.461] | "You're incomparable, like a... |
| [01:30.870] | Yeah, that's the word" |
| [01:36.524] | "I wanna beat you to death with a blunt object |
| [01:39.596] | I wanna grab one of those high-end fashion mannequins by the ankles and bash your ribcage in |
| [01:44.789] | I wanna sharpen 50 pencils, bind them with a rubber band, stick the lead end in your mouth and punch the erasers |
| [01:51.723] | I wanna strap you to a bed of nails, then strap that bed of nails to the hood of my car so I can watch you suffer as we drive over speed bumps in a mall parking lot during an earthquake |
| [02:00.554] | I want you to somehow survive a terrible car crash and somehow not survive a small fender-bender on the way back from the hospital." |
| [02:07.080] | That's called "Dad" |
| [02:13.182] | "If I had a million dollars, I'd pay your mother to have sex with me |
| [02:16.494] | Afterwards, probably I'd invest in the remaining $999,990" |
| [02:20.649] | $10 for sex with your mother! Comedy! |
| [02:25.409] | I can see the light in your face, b***h! Stop texting! |
| [02:28.058] | Um, it's just a comment for someone in the crowd... It's your time, do what you want. And the texting won't show on the CD, so, that's okay. |
| [02:36.261] | Now look what I've done |
| [02:40.110] | And finally... |
| [02:41.657] | "Mid-October, with leaves spilled like colored pencil shavings |
| [02:45.744] | The streets dicing our town into neat, unfair portions |
| [02:50.620] | And me, eatin' that p***y, baby |
| [02:53.571] | Thank you so mu— |
| [03:01.590] | Oh, man, thank you guys so much, thank you for being a part of this, coming to the show, uh... |
| [03:08.450] | I just need one person's enthusiasm, that's all I need to carry me |
| [03:11.467] | "Oh, ow! I'm turned on and hurt!" |
| [03:13.764] | Um, I, so, I am so grateful to you coming here, I know I keep saying that, it sounds redundant, but, uh, my gratefulness is redundant, so, um, but, uh... |
| [00:00.000] | zuo qu : Bo Burnham |
| [00:00.000] | zuo ci : Bo Burnham |
| [00:00.000] | I believe there is nothing more manly one can do than take a shower with five other guys. It' s true, it' s not a joke, it' s early cavemen, you know. |
| [00:06.046] | CroMagnon wandering through the fog, you know, scrubbing five other sapiens, no homo |
| [00:11.243] | I wanna do a poem for you, some poems for you, right now. I' ve got the chimes: |
| [00:16.953] | Ooh, a genie just came! Alright, um... |
| [00:23.581] | Now that we' re a little halfway through the show, I' d sorta like to take the pressure off you, the audience, and just read some serious poetry, then we' ll kinda go back to the giggles. |
| [00:32.457] | This is from my book, " Egghead", that some of you may already have, or, something, so I won' t keep it too long, in case, you know, some of you have heard this stuff, but, uh... |
| [00:40.343] | Just sit back and enjoy, uh, this, uh, poetry |
| [00:43.306] | " Roses are gray |
| [00:44.250] | Violets are a different shade of gray |
| [00:45.773] | Let' s go chase cars." |
| [00:46.846] | That' s by a dog |
| [00:53.435] | This is a poem about women' s bodies, and the ability to transform your body issues, and transcend them: |
| [00:59.742] | " Martha was ugly, like a shaven baboon |
| [01:02.140] | So she wrapped herself up in a curtain cocoon |
| [01:04.546] | And after a week, she finally emerged |
| [01:06.592] | She smelled like shit. What a psycho." |
| [01:10.439] | You can' t transcend them, I guess that' s the moral |
| [01:14.026] | " Me, with my strange choice of adjectives |
| [01:17.531] | You, with your muscular teeth |
| [01:19.832] | And clockwise v a." |
| [01:28.461] | " You' re incomparable, like a... |
| [01:30.870] | Yeah, that' s the word" |
| [01:36.524] | " I wanna beat you to death with a blunt object |
| [01:39.596] | I wanna grab one of those highend fashion mannequins by the ankles and bash your ribcage in |
| [01:44.789] | I wanna sharpen 50 pencils, bind them with a rubber band, stick the lead end in your mouth and punch the erasers |
| [01:51.723] | I wanna strap you to a bed of nails, then strap that bed of nails to the hood of my car so I can watch you suffer as we drive over speed bumps in a mall parking lot during an earthquake |
| [02:00.554] | I want you to somehow survive a terrible car crash and somehow not survive a small fenderbender on the way back from the hospital." |
| [02:07.080] | That' s called " Dad" |
| [02:13.182] | " If I had a million dollars, I' d pay your mother to have sex with me |
| [02:16.494] | Afterwards, probably I' d invest in the remaining 999, 990" |
| [02:20.649] | 10 for sex with your mother! Comedy! |
| [02:25.409] | I can see the light in your face, b h! Stop texting! |
| [02:28.058] | Um, it' s just a comment for someone in the crowd... It' s your time, do what you want. And the texting won' t show on the CD, so, that' s okay. |
| [02:36.261] | Now look what I' ve done |
| [02:40.110] | And finally... |
| [02:41.657] | " MidOctober, with leaves spilled like colored pencil shavings |
| [02:45.744] | The streets dicing our town into neat, unfair portions |
| [02:50.620] | And me, eatin' that p y, baby |
| [02:53.571] | Thank you so mu |
| [03:01.590] | Oh, man, thank you guys so much, thank you for being a part of this, coming to the show, uh... |
| [03:08.450] | I just need one person' s enthusiasm, that' s all I need to carry me |
| [03:11.467] | " Oh, ow! I' m turned on and hurt!" |
| [03:13.764] | Um, I, so, I am so grateful to you coming here, I know I keep saying that, it sounds redundant, but, uh, my gratefulness is redundant, so, um, but, uh... |
| [00:00.000] | zuò qǔ : Bo Burnham |
| [00:00.000] | zuò cí : Bo Burnham |
| [00:00.000] | I believe there is nothing more manly one can do than take a shower with five other guys. It' s true, it' s not a joke, it' s early cavemen, you know. |
| [00:06.046] | CroMagnon wandering through the fog, you know, scrubbing five other sapiens, no homo |
| [00:11.243] | I wanna do a poem for you, some poems for you, right now. I' ve got the chimes: |
| [00:16.953] | Ooh, a genie just came! Alright, um... |
| [00:23.581] | Now that we' re a little halfway through the show, I' d sorta like to take the pressure off you, the audience, and just read some serious poetry, then we' ll kinda go back to the giggles. |
| [00:32.457] | This is from my book, " Egghead", that some of you may already have, or, something, so I won' t keep it too long, in case, you know, some of you have heard this stuff, but, uh... |
| [00:40.343] | Just sit back and enjoy, uh, this, uh, poetry |
| [00:43.306] | " Roses are gray |
| [00:44.250] | Violets are a different shade of gray |
| [00:45.773] | Let' s go chase cars." |
| [00:46.846] | That' s by a dog |
| [00:53.435] | This is a poem about women' s bodies, and the ability to transform your body issues, and transcend them: |
| [00:59.742] | " Martha was ugly, like a shaven baboon |
| [01:02.140] | So she wrapped herself up in a curtain cocoon |
| [01:04.546] | And after a week, she finally emerged |
| [01:06.592] | She smelled like shit. What a psycho." |
| [01:10.439] | You can' t transcend them, I guess that' s the moral |
| [01:14.026] | " Me, with my strange choice of adjectives |
| [01:17.531] | You, with your muscular teeth |
| [01:19.832] | And clockwise v a." |
| [01:28.461] | " You' re incomparable, like a... |
| [01:30.870] | Yeah, that' s the word" |
| [01:36.524] | " I wanna beat you to death with a blunt object |
| [01:39.596] | I wanna grab one of those highend fashion mannequins by the ankles and bash your ribcage in |
| [01:44.789] | I wanna sharpen 50 pencils, bind them with a rubber band, stick the lead end in your mouth and punch the erasers |
| [01:51.723] | I wanna strap you to a bed of nails, then strap that bed of nails to the hood of my car so I can watch you suffer as we drive over speed bumps in a mall parking lot during an earthquake |
| [02:00.554] | I want you to somehow survive a terrible car crash and somehow not survive a small fenderbender on the way back from the hospital." |
| [02:07.080] | That' s called " Dad" |
| [02:13.182] | " If I had a million dollars, I' d pay your mother to have sex with me |
| [02:16.494] | Afterwards, probably I' d invest in the remaining 999, 990" |
| [02:20.649] | 10 for sex with your mother! Comedy! |
| [02:25.409] | I can see the light in your face, b h! Stop texting! |
| [02:28.058] | Um, it' s just a comment for someone in the crowd... It' s your time, do what you want. And the texting won' t show on the CD, so, that' s okay. |
| [02:36.261] | Now look what I' ve done |
| [02:40.110] | And finally... |
| [02:41.657] | " MidOctober, with leaves spilled like colored pencil shavings |
| [02:45.744] | The streets dicing our town into neat, unfair portions |
| [02:50.620] | And me, eatin' that p y, baby |
| [02:53.571] | Thank you so mu |
| [03:01.590] | Oh, man, thank you guys so much, thank you for being a part of this, coming to the show, uh... |
| [03:08.450] | I just need one person' s enthusiasm, that' s all I need to carry me |
| [03:11.467] | " Oh, ow! I' m turned on and hurt!" |
| [03:13.764] | Um, I, so, I am so grateful to you coming here, I know I keep saying that, it sounds redundant, but, uh, my gratefulness is redundant, so, um, but, uh... |
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