The Finch at the Feeder

Sometimes flowery and sweet just doesn't cut the personal pan pizza. A lyricist with genuine talent knows when to bring the filth. Here are five of my gritty favorites.

"Dodging armpit stench / aromatic..."
From Frame by Frame by The Honorary Title

I think Jordan decided not to like this band specifically because of this lyric.


"The matress creaks beneath / the symphony of misery and come / still we lie jerking back and forth / and blurring into one"
Second Best by Pedro the Lion

It was really difficult to pick just one Pedro lyric, but this won out after plenty of deliberation.


"If I swallow anything evil / put your finger down my throat."
Behind Blue Eyes by The Who

Oh the undertones.


"I spend most days putting off / that which can't wait until I'm knee deep / in my own waste."

Bed Abuse by Owen

Knee deep. Like, it's up to his knees, and he's...moving in it.


"It was rare to do much more than / simply mess around in the car / it was mostly mutual / masturbation."
In the Car by Barenaked Ladies.

Steven Page looks like this:



Enough said.