My song lyrics according to the style of music i choose

 

y Space Fern

PL3K

Verse 1
The phones all study English on Neptune
Knowing that Kind Flying digs space Carrot in early June
Rocketing off to find Hunger-a-go-go
Dancing the Ballroom at the Coffee shop near Pluto

Chorus
Chicks all are humid on Planet Log
Each rides her space Lion and walks her space dog
The kids all fly off to Mars and party in space bars
Oh oh oh

Verse 2
From an excess of English, the phones are exploding
And, in the mind of Kind Flying , time is imploding
If only our magic space Carrot would ignite
It would rock us with space Hunger and with space might 

Chorus
(But still the)
Chicks all are...

 

 

METAL

 

y Fern from Hell

Verse 1

(Raging 10-minute guitar solo, then a piercing shriek that sounds vaguely like the word phones)
Yeahhhhh!
(In unison with discordant guitar noise, more shrieks sounding like the words English -- Kind -- Flying -- Carrot -- Hunger)
You said you would Ballroom 
at the Coffee shop 
(Another raging guitar solo of about 15 minutes)

Chorus
You-ou-ou-ou-oh-oh-oh-yeahhhhh!
(Shrieks of humid Lion, repeated twice)

Verse 2
(Really raging guitar solo with lots of feedback, lasting about 20 minutes)
You-ou-ou-ou-ou-ou English phones ex--plo--sion! Yeahhhhh!
My mi-i-ind ah-ha-ha-ha of Kind Flying 
You-ou-ou-ou-ou-yea-ahhhh Carrot ignite my Hunger 
(Another 10-minute guitar solo)
(Yet another guitar solo)
(Yet another guitar solo)
(End with lot of feedback, shrieks, deranged laughter, and breaking of instruments)

 

 

 

 

 

PUNK:

 

The y Fern

Verse 1

1-2-3-4
phones
English
Kind Flying
Your Carrot
Hunger
The Ballroom
Coffee shop

Chorus
I hate humid
I hate your Lion!
(repeated twice) 

Verse 2
English
phones
Kind Flying
Your Carrot
Hunger
(I said...) Hunger , Hunger
1-2-3-4

 

COUNTRY:

 

 

My Achey, Breaky y Fern

Verse 1

You left me with the phones that lonesome night in town
You run off to learn English with that Kind Flying you found
Now, all alone with just my Carrot
And lonely Hunger a-achin' in my soul
I wish I could see you dance the Ballroom once more
At the Coffee shop near the fishin' hole-a-doo-de-doo

Chorus
I'm-a just humid inside now that you're a-gone
Just Old Bess and my pet Lion can help me along
Oh-da-hoo-hoo-hoo-de-lay-de-hoo-hoo-hoo-da-lay-de-hoo!

Verse 2
Now the sheriff says I shot my Lion one day when we was out a-fishin' 
So I'll do my time a-learnin' English in that there a-lonely prison
And, maybe when I get out, I can make a brand new start
And you'll leave that Kind Flying 
For the old Hunger that's still in your cheatin' heart-a-doo-de-doo-da-lay-de-oh

 

BLUES:

 

 

y Fern Blues

Verse 1

Woke up this mornin'
All my phones had gone
All that's left is a book 'bout English 
And this unhappy song

Chorus
Now my mind is all humid and full of pain
Gonna pack this old suitcase, and walk my Lion to the train
Gonna point these old brown shoes toward the end of the track
Lord only knows if I'll ever come back

Verse 2
Then Kind Flying took all my money
And the last Carrot that I own
Stole all the Hunger from my soul
To dance the Ballroom at the Coffee shop far from home

Chorus
So...
Now my mind is all...

 

RAP (imagine Block B's nalina to this XD)

y Fern Rap

Verse 1

Hey!
All the phones I know you know I know
Don't care 'bout English they go I go they go
I say!
Kind Flying can take the Carrot to you from you to you
And find Hunger-a-go-a-go-a-go
To dance the Ballroom at the Coffee shop you know I know you know

Chorus
Th-th-th-this is not just humid talk
T-t-t-take a new Lion for a funky walk

Verse 2
I say!
Don't think much of English 'round there and here and there
And the phones explode but do not care they care I care
And still Kind Flying will hold the Carrot -- you know the rest
Feel the Hunger and find your happiness 

Chorus
(Hey!)
Th-th-th-this is not just...

 

IRISH

 

A Wee Bit o' y Fern

Verse 1

My mother and father were Irish phones
Who taught English in county Mayo
Our clan lived on penny loaves and a wee bit o' Carrot
Til the wails of the banshee called the baker a way-o 

Chorus
Now the nights are all humid in old county Mayo
And many's the Lion that says 'top o' the morn' to the day-o
Tu-ra-lu-tu-ra-lu-tu-ra-la-ru
Tu-ra-lu-tu-ra-lu-tu-ra-la-ru

Verse 2
When Father O'Riley called, Kind Flying would appear
And bring a wee Carrot , some Hunger, and a pint o' beer
Then we'd all dance the Ballroom and sing an old Irish tune
At the old Coffee shop 'til well nigh into noon

Chorus
Now the nights are all...

 

SWING

 

The y Fern Boogie-Woogie

Verse 1

Like phones coming on down the track -- woo-woo!
Like a train of English -- hear them call choo-choo!
We're starting a story of Kind Flying -- ooh-ooh!
A tale of this Carrot and Hunger -- doo-doo

Chorus

Chugga-chugga, chugga-chugga, choo-choo, ooh-ooh!
When you're feeling humid just look for your Lion -- a chugga-doo-doo

Verse 2

We're dancing the Ballroom at the Coffee shop -- ha-cha
Just looking for action and Kind Flying -- uh-huh
When such a strong feeling of Hunger has done got-cha
Just swing with your Carrot -- a bubba-doo-watch-a 

Chorus
(All reet!)
We're dancin' the...

 

 

 
 

 

 
 
 

 

 
 

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