Competition Time: Guess the Altered Song Lyrics

This is the most fun that’s ever happened on Medium since I’ve been here

Okay, let’s all have some fun! 😀

I got this idea from listening to the Horne Section Podcast.

I’ve put some song lyrics through a thesaurus. You then have to correctly guess the original song.

For every correct guess, I will read, clap and comment on an article of your choosing. But you have to be the first to correctly guess it because otherwise, you could just cheat by looking at other people’s responses.

So, here we go. There are ten songs. Go for it!

Song #1

With the lights down, it’s to a lesser extent unsafe Here we are immediately, toy with us I smell foolish and infectious Here we are immediately, toy with us A mixed-blood, an anomaly, a dipterous insect, my sexual desire Yeah, hey

Song #2

Envisage there’s zero paradise It’s effortless if you endeavor Zero inferno beneath us Preceding us, solitary atmosphere

Song #3

Is this the genuine existence? Is this merely imaginativeness? Caught in a component, No running away from actuality Open your view, Face heavenward to the atmosphere and perceive, I’m merely a misfortunate male child, I demand no affinity, Because I’m effortless arrive, effortless leave, Small swollen, small reduced, Whatever way the air current blows doesn’t actually concern me

Song #4

Supreme Being rescue the female monarch A right-winger government They made you a nincompoop Possible H-weaponry

Deity salvage the female monarch She ain’t no earthborn organism There is no forthcoming In England’s imaginativeness

Song #5

She’s got a grimace that it looks to me Reminds me of immature mental representation Where everything was as unspoiled as the gleaming blue atmosphere Today and past when I perceive her external body part She takes me outside to that extraordinary spot And if I gaze excessively extended, I’d in all likelihood break downward and shout

Song #6

Someplace over the arc, way heavenward high There’s a land that I’ve detected one time in a cradlesong. Someplace over the arc, atmosphere is blue And the mental imagery that you dare to aspire to, Genuinely do be actual.

Song #7

You are the performing arts female monarch Immature and syrupy Exclusively seventeen Performing arts female monarch Awareness the beat from the membranophone, oh yea You can fine art You can swing Having the instance of your existence Aah, perceive that young lady Watch that area Digging the performing arts female monarch

Song #8

Past All my perturbations appeared so distant At present it looks as though they’re present to remain Oh, I accept the past All of a sudden I’m not half the adult male I used to exist as There’s a darkness hanging over me Oh, past came on the spur of the moment

Song #9

All bodily functions you issue And all motions you shuffle All slaves you interrupt All stairways you yield I’ll be looking in your direction

Song #10

They told him, “Don’t you always ejaculate close to here” “Don’t wanna perceive your expression, you better vanish” The flame’s in their eyes and their speech is truly distinct So thump it, just thump it

You better hurry, you better execute what you fanny Don’t wanna witness no liquid body substance, don’t be a butch male person You wanna be hard-boiled, better do what you fanny So flap it, but you wanna be dreadful

Just flap it ( flap it), flap it ( flap it) No one desires to be subjugated Showin’ how fetid and muscular is your combat It doesn’t count who’s fallacious or honorable Just pulsate it (pulsate it)