Les morceaux les plus sexuellement explicites!

"Crawling King Snake]" du grand John Lee Hooker (1949, les rappeurs peuvent aller se rhabiller)

Crawling King Snake

Well, I'm the Crawlin' King Snake
And I rule my den
I'm the Crawlin' King Snake
And I rule my den
Yeah, don't mess 'round with my mate
Gonna use her for myself

Caught me crawlin', baby, window
Grass is very high
Keep on crawlin' till the day I die
Crawlin' King Snake
And I rule my den
You better give me what I want
Gonna crawl no more

Caught me crawlin', baby
Crawlin' 'round your door
Seein' everything I want
I'm gonna crawl on your floor
Let's crawl
And I rule my den
C'mon, give me what I want
Ain't gonna crawl no more

Alright, crawl a while

C'mon crawl
C'mon crawl
Get on out there on your hands and knees, baby
Crawl all over me
Just like the spider on the wall
Ooo, we gonn' crawl, one more

Well, I'm the Crawlin' King Snake
And I rule my den
Call me the Crawlin' King Snake
And I rule my den
Yeah, don't mess 'round with my mate
Gonna use her for myself

A l'opposé "My starter won't start this morning" (je la connais par Lightnin Hopkins/album "poppy Lighntin')


MY STARTER WON'T WORK (J. West)


My starter won't start this mornin'
And I'm about to lose my mind
My starter won't start this mornin'
And I'm about to lose my mind
I wanna go and see my little baby
But my machine is all outa time

I got water in my gas tank
and my battery's all run down
I got water in my gas tank
and my battery's all run down
If I don't see my little baby
I'm gonn' leave this lonesome town

Well blow your harmonica son...
(Lazy Lester's solo)

My starter won't start this mornin'
And my car won't do a thing
My starter won't start this mornin'
No my car won't do a thing
I must begot some kind of bad disconnection
Somewhere in my piston ring

J'allais oublier "Good morning little schoolgirl" (nanan je ne suis pas pédophile)

Good Morning Little Schoolgirl

Sonny Boy Williamson

Good morning little schoolgirl, can I come home with you
Tell your moma and your papa, I'm a little schoolboy too
Come on now pretty baby, I just can't help myself
You're so young and pretty, I don't need nobody else
Good morning little schoolgirl, can I come home with you
Don't you hear me crying

I'm gonna leave you baby about the break of day
On account of the way you treat me, I got to stay away
Come on now pretty baby, I told you to come on home (note 1)
You know I love you baby, I gotta get you all alone
Good morning little schoolgirl, can I come home with you
Can't you hear me crying

I'm gonna buy me an airplane, fly all over your town
Tell everybody baby, Lord know you're fine (note 2)
Come on now pretty baby, I just can't help myself
You're so young and pretty, I don't need nobody else
Good morning little schoolgirl, can I come home with you
Can't you hear me crying

Good morning little schoolgirl, can I come home with you
Good morning little schoolgirl, can I come home with you
Tell your moma and your papa, I'm a schoolboy too
I'm a schoolboy too
Hey, I'm a schoolboy too
I want to be your chauffeur
I want to ride your little machine (note 3)
I want to be your chauffeur
I want to ride with your little machine
I want to put a tiger, baby
I want to put a tiger, baby
I want to put a tiger, baby
Hey in your sweet little tank
Hey baby now, yes I do
Huh, oh yes I do now
Hey, I gotta
Hey, I gotta come on home with you
Tell your mother
Baby, tell your papa
Tell your mom and your papa
Hey, I'm a schoolboy too
Hey, hey, I'm a schoolboy too
Huh, huh, I'm a schoolboy too
Huh, I wanna take your company
Hey, I wanna be your company

La différence avec Sebastien, c'est qu'il en vend par palettes entières des disques.
Lui.

salut,

là aussi j'ai la flemme de lire tout le post, mais il faut se souvenir de Gogol avec "j'encule"...

Tout simplement.

Gronibard a quand meme plus ou moins inventé le PornGrind en francais...De là à parler de talents, je ne sais pas...En tout cas, leur album sont à la Fnac et plus en évidence dans le rayon métal que ceux de Patrick Sébastien au rayon "Variété Francaise"...

Ce qui me rassure chez Gronibard, c'est que ce sont eux les 1er à dire qu'ils font de la musique de merde avec des paroles de merde...

Patrick Sébastien, je pense pas qu'il ait un auto-jugement aussi juste sur sa musique...

Effectivement, c'est rassurant, un peu à l'image de Baffie qui avait fait la contre publicité de film pour en faire la publicité et qui s'est pris une gamelle ..... enfin, bon, ces mecs restent très confidentiels, et moi, c'est ça qui me rassure

+1.000.000

Oh, un p'tit oublie de ma part:

MC WARRIORS - "Un Grand Coup Dans Ton Cul"

"MC Warriors ..... han !

Tu m'as cherché
Tu m'as trouvé
Tu m'a allumé bébé
Alors moi le mato je l'ai débalé
Yeah ! Maintenant tu chiales
CHIALE
Pour une petite douleur anale

Tu l'as voulu
Ouai tu l'as eu
Un grand coup dans ton cul
Tu l'as voulu hein
Ouai tu l'as eu
Un grand coup dans ton cul

On a kiffé
On a tiré
On a fait ça sans artifice
On s'est fait tous les orifices
Alors viens pas dire que t'as mal
MAL
A ton petit trou de balle

Tu l'as voulu
Ouai tu l'as eu
Un grand coup dans ton cul
Tu l'as voulu hein
Ouai tu l'as eu
Un grand coup dans ton cul"

Le clip est à se pisser dessus ... c'est en partenariat avec Groland.

oh oui ! quel oubli ! magique ce morceau , vous pouvez le voir sur toitube

Ouais Magique...eh ben dis donc il vous faut pas grand chose.
Chaque fois que je passe par ici, je me dis que décidément plus c'est vulgaire et plus vous aimez

Plus c'est vulgaire, plus c'est mythique car ca marque les esprits!

"Mythique" tout de suite - enfin, on a les mythes (mites?) qu'on peut .

Je sais pas moi - écoutez-vous le "Constipation blues" de Screamin' jay Hawkins pour voir ce qu'est vraiment un morceau mythique (car celui-là en est un vrai), qui parvient à être drôle (immensément), caca-prout ET excellent musicalement. Ou alors le Cocksucker blues des Stones:

(Jagger/Richards)

Well, I'm a lonesome schoolboy
and I just came into town
Yeah, I'm a lonesome schoolboy
and I just came into town
Well, I heard so much about London
I decided to check it out

Well, I wait in Leicester Square
with a come-hither look in my eye
Yeah, I'm leaning on Nelsons Column
but all I do is talk to the lion

Oh where can I get my cock sucked?
Where can I get my ass fucked?
I may have no money,
but I know where to put it every time

Well, I asked a young policeman
if he'd only lock me up for the night
Well, I've had pigs in the farmyard,
some of them, some of them, they're alright
Well, he fucked me with his truncheon
and his helmet was way too tight

Oh where can I get my cock sucked?
Where can I get my ass fucked?
I ain't got no money,
but I know where to put it every time

I'm a lonesome schoolboy

C'est pas de la dentelle mais ça va au-delà du cul/bite/chatte adolescent prépubère qui semble tant exiter certains ici - y'a une description sociale très terre-à-terre. Et musicalement ça arrache.

Je vous conseille enfin le somptueux Why d'ya do it de Marianne Faithfull (qui a été à bonne école ):

When I stole a twig from our little nest
And gave it to a bird with nothing in her beak,
I had my balls and my brains put into a vice
And twisted around for a whole fucking week.

Why'd ya do it, she said, why'd you let that trash
Get a hold of your cock, get stoned on my hash ?
Why'd ya do it she said, why'd you let her suck your cock ?
Oh, do me a favour, don't put me in the dock.
Why'd ya do it, she said, they're mine all your tools,
You just tied me to the mast of the ship of fools.
Why'd ya do it, she said, when you know it makes me sore,
'Cause she had cobwebs up her fanny and I believe in giving to the
poor.

Why'd ya do it, she said, why'd you spit on my snatch ?
Are we out of love now, is this just a bad patch ?
Why'd ya do it, she said, why'd you do what you did ?
You drove my ego to a really bad skid.
Why'd you do it, she said, ain't nothing to laugh,
You just tore all our kisses right in half!
Why'd ya do it, she said, why'd ya do what you did,
Betray my little oyster for such a low bid.

Why'd ya do it, she said, why'd you do what you did ?
You drove my ego to a really bad skid.
Why'd ya do it, she screamed, after all we've said
Every time I see your dick I see her cunt in my bed.

The whole room was swirling,
Her lips were still curling.
Why'd ya do it, she said, why'd you do what you did
Why'd ya do it, she said, why'd you do what you did
Why'd ya do it, she said, why'd ya do it, she said,
Why'd you do what you did ?

Oh, big grey mother, I love you forever
With your barbed wire pussy and your good and bad weather.
Why'd ya do it, she said, why'd you do what you did ...
Ah, I feel better now

Et faut entendre la voix et la musique qui va avec!

Smackdown - My Dick Is Back

Pour écouter :
http://www.myspace.com/smackdo(...)rated


Si c'est pas explicite ca, je comprend pas

Je pense qu'à "explicite", l'auteur du topic eut été bien inspiré d'ajouter "subtil" .....

j'ai pas tout lu, ça aurrai pu etre déja proposé mais pour moi ce serai deux cahnsons de NOFX traitant des mêmes personnages, Liza et Louise, deux jeunes lesbiennes dont les avantures sont racontées dans au moins 3 morceaux de la discographie du groupe.

Liza & Louise en 1992:

Liza's had enough of men,
She says, she won't get burned again,
She says, they don't know how to fuck,
Her last boyfriend, the shmuck,
Shared with her a nice disease,
Kept her passive, on her knees,
Till one day she took his car,
And drove it to the city.

Liza had put down a few,
When she met this girl named Lou,
Who convinced her to go home with her,
She said, "My name's Louise,
Now would you take your clothes off please?
I wanna take you to the moon and back,
So get on your back."

With a flick of the tongue,
She made her scream,
She made her laugh ,
She made her dance,
She was happy for the first time,
And you know she wanted more.

Now with her legs spread wider,
She needed to have Louise inside her,
She said, "I'll never forget the first time you kissed me,
Now I want you to fist me."
Louise didn't need a second invitation,
She knew just what to do,
Yeah she knew just what to do.
Liza had cum a few times before,
But she had never even seen the door,
Into the world of pleasures of the flesh,
She felt just like 16,
And her life before now was a dream,
Or even a nightmare that's over and done,
Just like warm healing rays,
Shining from the sun.

They make her beam,
They make her laugh,
They make her dance.
She was happy for the first time,
And you know she wanted more.
You know she wanted more.
You know she wanted more.



Louise en 2000:

She gotta walk with a silicone cock
Sticking in her ass, and one in her cunt
A butterfly vibrator strapped tight to her clit
But who's got the remote control?

That would belong to Louise
She's got a new pet, a real vaginal tease
Mommy's little girl is gonna do as she please
If she don't wanna get a spanking

She likes to speak like a 6 year old brat
Mommy discipline me, you know I've been bad
Start with a cat then she'll move to a crop
Neither one is willing to stop

She knows how girls just wanna have fun
With four piercings on each side of her labia
A little luggage lock connecting each one
Prevents her girl from going astray

Slut you think you've seen your master mean?
You better lick my puss and asshole clean
Treat my clit like bubble gum
Bitch make me cum

It's time for bed she'll be secure in her head
Between her thighs for a thorough night suck
Along with this she'll be drinking her piss
So Louise don't have to get up

Two goddesses in love
One resides below, one reigns from above
One adorns and cuffs while one covets keys
The purgatorial touch, of Louise

Tiens, si vous voulez de l'explicite, lachez vos Gronibard (euh... ) et écoutez donc des chants de marins, en versions non censurées.
On n'a pas eu besoin d'attendre un fumeux concept débilogrind pour donner dans le direct et le salace.

Et une chanson qui date un peu :



Et il faut imaginer ça chanté avec une voix de douce ingénue.