#1
*The Contortionist's riff*

A man walked into a bar, he had two AK's and a cigar. The bartender screamed and the drunks laughed. He smiled announcing,
"I am the contortionist"
He had a picture of his right hand, covered in cement. He looked in the mirror, and he said..."Oh contortionist, you devil, smile again and I'll blow off your ****ing head." He was quite a mysterious man, he had six fingers and a mask made of dead skin. But his language seemed to distract like a flock of egg shells.

The bartender showed his face, looking for the contortionist.
But all he saw was a little girl covered in feathers.

Oh Mr. Contortionist, won't you show your face
(The sirens are laughing, the laughter is burning!)
Oh Mr. Contortionist...*scream*
(The sirens are laughing, the laughter is burning!)

*The Contortionist's riff*

The bartender couldn't believe his eyes, that little girl had two .45's.
And she said, "oh mr, my concious is burning."
The little girl began to yell, she had a tounge made out of scales. She shivered, started giggling, and turned into a wooden coffin.
The bartender quivered, from 10 miles away you could hear a priest gasp.
The coffin smiled, and asked "mister, oh mister, please rape me."
The bartender closes his eyes, and when they open the girl stands ready to be violated, she smiles, she whispers "come a little closer"

The bartender began to descend, ready to take her offer. The priest was jealous, so he decided to...join in.

Oh Mr. Contortionist, won't you show your face
(The sirens are laughing, the laughter is burning!)
Oh Mr. Contortionist...*scream*
(The sirens are laughing, the laughter is burning!)

*Rape interlude*

The bartender grabs the little girl, you can hear his thighs thrust.
The little girl lets out a scream of pleasure, then she slits his throat.
The bartender gasps and cringes on, the blood soaked floor.
The little girl looks him in the eyes and she, starts sucking on his throat.

Oh Mr. Contortionist, won't you show your face
(The sirens are laughing, the laughter is burning!)
Oh Mr. Contortionist...*scream*
(The sirens are laughing, the laughter is burning!)

The little girl looks at the crowd...as they disperse.
The sirens scream and the girl dissapears, she leaves a note:
"this isn't the last time I have struck"
Last edited by ArcadianWarrior at Feb 5, 2009,
#4
i enjoyed this, it's different but it's done very well. the first stanza doesn't seem to flow as well as the rest, particularly the bartender screamed and the drunks laughed. not sure how exactly it could work better, though.

suppose that's the only thing that needs to be pointed out. this was great.

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#5
Thanks for the compliments guys, and I'll make sure to comment on you three(after I get out of school >_<
I've been writing simple stuff alot lately and I wanted to go back to my old ways where my songs were a bit wild and unorthadox. And I actually intend on this being a 3 part or 2 part song, so I consider this part 1. I'll write part 2 when I'm ready.
That's why at the end it says:
"this isn't the last time I have struck" ;]

Oh yeah, I realized I completely screwed the chorus, it's "oh mr. contortionist" not "of" e_e