10-те най-скандални песни на всички времена

Един от най-големите хитове на бандата The Prodigy – “Smack My Bitch Up”, е категорично най-скандалната песен на всички времена. Изводът беше направен след проучване, проведено от британската организация Performing Rights Society (PRS), издирващо мнението на меломаните за най-мръснишките текстове, излизали някога на музикалния пазар.

Част от албума “Fat Of The Land”, песента успя да изпревари дори “God Save The Queen” на Sex Pistols и “Relax” на Frankie Goes To Hollywood. “Smack My Bitch Up” предизвика остра критика от страна на женските правозащитни организации, заради “сексисткия” си текст, а парчето дълго време не се допускаше до класациите.

Видеоклипът към „Smack My Bitch Up“ е изпълнен със сексуални сцени, насилие, употреба на алкохол и наркотици, затова, когато излезе на бял свят през 1997 година, беше забранен от британския обществен оператор BBC и дълго време не се излъчваше по телевизията.

„God Save The Queen“ на Sex Pistols пък излезе точно 20 години преди „Smack My Bitch Up“, навръх сребърния юбилей на Кралица Елизабет II, а „Relax“ се появи през 1983 година и предизвика шумна критика заради сексуалното внушение на текста и обложката на сингъла.

1. The Prodigy – Smack My Bitch Up
1997 година

Change my pitch up
Smack my bitch up
Change my pitch up
Smack my bitch up
Change my pitch up
Smack my bitch up
Change my pitch up
Smack my bitch up
Smack my bitch up
Eaaaheeyheeaheyyyee
Aaahaaahaaaaaaaaaaahha
Eaaaheeyheeaheyyyee
Aaahhaaaaa
Aaahhaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
Smack my bitch up
Change my pitch up
Smack my bitch up
Change my pitch up
Smack my bitch up

2. Sex Pistols – God Save The Queen
1977 година

God save the queen
The fascist regime
They made you a moron
A potential H bomb
God save the queen
She’s not a human being
and There’s no future
And England’s dreaming
Don’t be told what you want
Don’t be told what you need
There’s no future
No future
No future for you
God save the queen
We mean it man
We love our queen
God saves
God save the queen
‘Cause tourists are money
And our figurehead
Is not what she seems
Oh God save history
God save your mad parade
Oh Lord God have mercy
All crimes are paid
Oh when there’s no future
How can there be sin
We’re the flowers
In the dustbin
We’re the poison
In your human machine
We’re the future
Your future
God save the queen
We mean it man
We love our queen
God saves
God save the queen
We mean it man
There’s no future
In England’s dreaming God save the queen
No future
No future
No future for you
No future
No future
No future for me
No future
No future
No future for you

3. Frankie Goes To Hollywood – Relax
1983 година

Maha, hiya
Give it to me one time now
Well-ell, no-oh, well-ell
Now
Relax, don’t do it
When you want to go to it
Relax, don’t do it
When you want to come
Relax, don’t do it
When you want to sock it to it
Relax, don’t do it
When you want to come
When you want to come
Relax, don’t do it
When you want to go to it
Relax, don’t do it
When you want to come
Relax, don’t do it
When you want to sock it to it
Relax, don’t do it
When you want to come
Ah, ah, ah, come
Whoa-ooh-whoa, aah
But shoot it in the right direction (hey, hey, hey, hey, yeah)
Make makin’ it your intention (ooh yeah, ooh yeah)
Live those dreams
Scheme those schemes
Got to hit me (hit me)
Hit me (hit me)
Hit me with those laser beams
(Ow, ow, ow)
Laser beam me
Ah, ah, ah
Relax
Don’t do it
Relax
When you want to come
Come
Ahhhhh
Whoo!
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
I’m coming
I’m coming, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Relax, don’t do it (you should know)
(What’s inside me) When you want to go to it
Relax, don’t do it
When you want to come (hey-ey)
Relax, don’t do it
When you want to sock it to it (Way-hay)
Relax, don’t do it Love!
When you want to come
When you want to come
When you want to come
Come
Hoo-ah!
Ow, ow
Ow, ow, ow, ow
Get it up
The scene of love
Oh, feel it
Relax, don’t do it
When you want to go to it
Relax, don’t do it
Relax, don’t do it (hi-ya, hi-ya)
When you want to sock it to it
Relax, don’t do it
Oh, when it’s time
When it’s time, it’s time (Hey!)
Come!

4. Eminem – Kim
2000 година

Aww, look at daddy’s baby girl
That’s daddy’s baby, little sleepy head
Yesterday I changed your diaper
Wiped you and powdered you
How did you get so big?
Can’t believe it, now you’re two
Baby, you’re so precious
Daddy’s so proud of you
Sit down, bitch! You move again
I’ll beat the shit out of you! (Okay!)
Don’t make me wake this baby!
She don’t need to see what I’m ’bout to do!
Quit crying, bitch! Why do you always make me shout at you?!
How could you just leave me and love him out the blue?!
Oh, what’s the matter, Kim? Am I too loud for you?!
Too bad, bitch! You’re gonna finally hear me out this time!
At first I’m like, „Aight, you wanna throw me out, that’s fine!“
But not for him to take my place, are you out your mind?!
This couch, this TV, this whole house is mine!
How could you let him sleep in our bed?! Look it, Kim!
Look at your husband now! (No!) I said look at him!
He ain’t so hot now, is he, little punk?!
(Why are you doing this?!) Shut the fuck up! (You’re drunk!
You’re never gonna get away with this!) You think I give a fuck?!
Come on! We’re going for a ride, bitch! (No!) Sit up front!
(We can’t just leave Hailie alone, what if she wakes up?)
We’ll be right back, well, I will, you’ll be in the trunk!
So long, bitch, you did me so wrong
I don’t wanna go on
Living in this world without you
So long, bitch, you did me so wrong
I don’t wanna go on
Living in this world without you
You really fucked me, Kim! You really did a number on me!
Never knew me cheatin’ on you would come back to haunt me
But we was kids then, Kim, I was only eighteen
That was years ago, I thought we wiped the slate clean
That’s fucked up! (I love you!) Oh God, my brain is racin’
(I love you!) What are you doing? Change the station!
I hate this song! Does this look like a big joke? (No!)
There’s a -year-old little
Laying dead with a slit throat in your living room!
Ha-ha! What, you think I’m kiddin’ you?!
You loved him, didn’t you? (No!)
Bullshit, you bitch! Don’t fuckin’ lie to me!
What the fuck’s this guy’s problem on the side of me?
Fuck you, asshole! Yeah, bite me!
Kim, Kim! Why don’t you like me?
You think I’m ugly, don’t you? (It’s not that!) No, you think I’m ugly
(Baby!) Get the fuck away from me! Don’t touch me!
I hate you! I hate you! I swear to God, I hate you!
Oh my God, I love you! How the fuck could you do this to me?!
(I’m sorry!) How the fuck could you do this to me?!
So long, bitch, you did me so wrong
I don’t wanna go on
Living in this world without you
So long, bitch, you did me so wrong
I don’t wanna go on
Living in this world without you
Come on, get out! (I can’t! I’m scared!)
I said get out, bitch! (Let go of my hair!
Please don’t do this, baby! Please! I love you!
Look, we can just take Hailie and leave!) Fuck you!
You did this to us! You did it! It’s your fault!
Oh my God, I’m crackin’ up, get a grip, Marshall!
Hey, remember the time we went to Brian’s party
And you were, like, so drunk that you threw up all over Archie?
That was funny, wasn’t it? (Yes)
That was funny, wasn’t it?! (Yes!)
See, it all makes sense, doesn’t it?
You and your husband have a fight
One of you tries to grab a knife
And during the struggle he accidentally gets his Adam’s apple sliced (No!)
And while this is going on, his son just woke up
And he walks in, she panics, and he gets his throat cut
(Oh my God!) So now they both dead
And you slash your own throat
So now it’s double homicide and suicide with no note
I shoulda known better when you started to act weird
We coulda— hey, where you going? Get back here!
You can’t run from me, Kim! It’s just us, nobody else
You’re only makin’ this harder on yourself!
Ha-ha, got ya! Go ahead, yell!
Here, I’ll scream with you, „Ah, somebody help!“
Don’t you get it, bitch? No one can hear you!
Now shut the fuck up and get what’s comin’ to you!
You were supposed to love me!
Now bleed, bitch, bleed! Bleed, bitch, bleed! Bleed!
So long, bitch, you did me so wrong
I don’t wanna go on
Living in this world without you
So long, bitch, you did me so wrong
I don’t wanna go on
Living in this world without you

5. Rage Against The Machine – Killing In the Name
1992 година

Killing in the name of…
Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses
Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses
Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses
Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses
Ugh!
Killing in the name of…
Killing in the name of…
Now you do what they told ya
Now you do what they told ya
Now you do what they told ya
Now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
But now you do what they told ya!
Well now you do what they told ya!
Those who died are justified
For wearing the badge, they’re the chosen whites
You justify those that died
By wearing the badge, they’re the chosen whites
Those who died are justified
For wearing the badge, they’re the chosen whites
You justify those that died
By wearing the badge, they’re the chosen whites
Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses
Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses
Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses
Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses
Ugh!
Killing in the name of…
Killing in the name of…
Now you do what they told ya
Now you do what they told ya
Now you do what they told ya
Now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
(Now you’re under control) And now you do what they told ya
(Now you’re under control) And now you do what they told ya
(Now you’re under control) And now you do what they told ya
(Now you’re under control) And now you do what they told ya
(Now you’re under control) And now you do what they told ya
(Now you’re under control) And now you do what they told ya
(Now you’re under control) And now you do what they told ya!
Those who died are justified
For wearing the badge, they’re the chosen whites
You justify those that died
By wearing the badge, they’re the chosen whites
Those who died are justified
For wearing the badge, they’re the chosen whites
You justify those that died
By wearing the badge, they’re the chosen whites
Come on!
Ugh!
Yeah!
Come on!
Ugh!
Fuck you, I won’t do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won’t do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won’t do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won’t do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won’t do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won’t do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won’t do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won’t do what you tell me!
Fuck you, I won’t do what you tell me!
Fuck you, I won’t do what you tell me!
Fuck you, I won’t do what you tell me!
Fuck you, I won’t do what you tell me!
Fuck you, I won’t do what you tell me!
Fuck you, I won’t do what you tell me!
Fuck you, I won’t do what you tell me!
Fuck you, I won’t do what you tell me!
Motherfucker!
Ugh!

6. The Shamen – Ebeneezer Goode
1992 година

A great philosopher once wrote
Naughty, naughty, very naughty
Ha ha ha ha ha
There’s a guy in the place who’s got a bittersweet face
And he goes by the name of Ebeneezer Goode
His friends call him ‘Ezeer and he is the main geezer
And he’ll vibe up the place like no other man could
He’s refined, sublime, he makes you feel fine
Though very much maligned and misunderstood
But if you know ‘Ezeer he’s a real crowd pleaser
He’s ever so good, he’s Ebeneezer Goode
You can see that he’s mischievous, mysterious and devious
When he circulates amongst the people in the place
But once you know he’s fun, and something of a genius
He gives a grin that goes around from face to face to face
Backwards and then forwards, forwards and then backwards
‘Eezer is the geezer who loves to muscle in
That’s about the time the crowd all shout the name of ‘Eezer
As he’s kotcheled in the corner, laughing by the bass bin
‘Eezer Goode ‘Eezer Goode He’s Ebeneezer Goode
‘Eezer Goode ‘Eezer Goode He’s Ebeneezer Goode
‘Eezer Goode ‘Eezer Goode He’s Ebeneezer Goode
‘Eezer Goode ‘Eezer Goode He’s Ebeneezer Goode
He’s Ebeneezer Goode
„Has anyone got any Vera’s?“
Lovely Ya Ha Ha Ha
A Great Philospher once wrote
Naughty Naughty, Very Naughty
Ha Ha Ha Ha
Ebeneezer Goode, leading light of the scene, know what I mean?
He created the vibe – He takes you for a ride as if by Design
The party ignites like it’s comin’ alive
He takes you to the top, shakes you all around
Then back down – you know as he gets mellow
Then as smooth as the groove that is making you move
He glides into your mind with a sunny „Hello!“
A gentleman of leisure he’s there for your pleasure
But go easy on old ‘Ezeer he’s the love you could lose
Extraordinary fellow, like Mr Punchinello
He’s the kind of geezer who must never be abused
When you’re in town and Ebeneezer is around
You can sense a presence in the sound of the crowd
He gets them all at it, the party starts rocking, the people get excited
It’s time to shout loud
‘Eezer Goode ‘Eezer Goode He’s Ebeneezer Goode
‘Eezer Goode ‘Eezer Goode He’s Ebeneezer Goode
‘Eezer Goode ‘Eezer Goode He’s Ebeneezer Goode
‘Eezer Goode ‘Eezer Goode He’s Ebeneezer Goode
He’s Ebeneezer Goode
He’s Ebeneezer Goode
‘Eezer Goode ‘Eezer Goode
‘Eezer Goode ‘Eezer Goode
He’s Ebeneezer Goode
„Got any salmon Sorted“
Ha ha ha ha ha
Ha ha ha ha ha
Eezer Goode, Eezer Goode
Eezer Goode, Eezer Goode
Oh what a carry on, ha ha ha ha ha
Eezer Goode, Eezer Goode
Wicked
Eezer Goode, Eezer Goode
He’s Ebeneezer Goode
He’s Ebeneezer Goode
Oh what a carry on, ha ha ha ha ha
He’s Ebeneezer Goode
Eezer Goode, Eezer Goode
Wicked
Eezer Goode, Eezer Goode
He’s Ebeneezer Goode
He’s Ebeneezer Goode
He’s Ebeneezer Goode

7. Ozzy Osbourne – Suicide Solution
1980 година

Wine is fine but whiskey’s quicker
Suicide is slow with liquor
Take a bottle and drown your sorrows
Then it floods away tomorrows
Evil thoughts and evil doings
Cold, alone you hang in ruins
Thought that you’d escape the reaper
You can’t escape the Master Keeper
Cause you feel life’s unreal, you’re living a lie
Such a shame who’s to blame and you’re wondering why
Then you ask from your cask is there life after birth
What you saw can be Hell on this earth
Now you live inside a bottle
The reaper’s traveling at full throttle
It’s catching you but you don’t see
The reaper is you and the reaper is me
Breaking laws, knocking doors
But there’s no one at home
Made your bed, rest your head
But you lie there and moan
Where to hide, Suicide is the only way out
Don’t you know what it’s really about

8. Marilyn Manson – Get Your Gunn
1994 година

Goddamn your righteous hand
I eat innocent meat
The housewife I will beat
The prolife I will kill
What you won’t do I will
I bash myself to sleep
What you sow I will reap
I scar myself you see
I wish I wasn’t me
I am the little stick
You stir me into shit
I hate therefore I am
Goddamn your righteous hand
Goddamn ooh Lord, Goddamn ooh Lord
Goddamn ooh Lord, Goddamn ooh Lord
Pseudo-morals work real well
On the talk shows for the weak
But your Selective judgements and good guy badges
Don’t mean a fuck to me
I throw a little fit
I slit my teenage wrist
The most that I can learn
Is in records that you burn
Get your gunn, get your gunn
Get your gunn, get your gunn
Pseudo-morals work real well
On the talk shows for the weak
But your selective judgements and good guy badges
Don’t mean a fuck to me
Pseudo-morals work real well
On the talk shows for the weak
But your selective judgements and good guy badges
Don’t mean a fuck to me
I am the VHS
Record me with your fist
You want me to save the world
I’m just a little girl
Pseudo-morals work real well
On the talk shows for the weak
But your selective judgements and good guy badges
Don’t mean a fuck to me
Pseudo-morals work real well
On the talk shows for the weak
But your selective judgements and good guy badges
Don’t mean a fuck to me
Get your gunn, get your gunn
Get your gunn, get your gunn, get…

9. Slayer – Angel of Death
1986 година

Auschwitz, the meaning of pain
The way that I want you to die
Slow death, immense decay
Showers that cleanse you of your life
Forced in
Like cattle
You run
Stripped of
Your life’s worth
Human mice, for the angel of death
Four hundred thousand more to die
Angel of death
Monarch to the kingdom of the dead
Sadistic, surgeon of demise
Sadist of the noblest blood
Destroying, without mercy
To benefit the Aryan race
Surgery, with no anesthesia
Fell the knife pierce you intensely
Inferior, no use to mankind
Strapped down screaming out to die
Angel of death
Monarch to the kingdom of the dead
Infamous butcher,
Angel of death
Pumped with fluid, inside your brain
Pressure in your skull begins pushing through your eyes
Burning flesh, drips away
Test of heat burns your skin, your mind starts to boil
Frigid cold, cracks your limbs
How long can you last
In this frozen water burial?
Sewn together, joining heads
Just a matter of time
til you rip yourselves apart
Millions laid out in their
Crowded tombs
Sickening ways to achieve
The holocaust
Seas of blood, bury life
Smell your death as it burns
Deep inside of you
Abacinate, eyes that bleed
Praying for the end of
Your wide awake nightmare
Wings of pain, reach out for you
His face of death staring down,
Your blood running cold
Injecting cells, dying eyes
Feeding on the screams of
The mutants hes creating
Pathetic harmless victims
Left to die
Rancid angel of death
Flying free
Angel of death
Monarch to the kingdom of the dead
Infamous butcher,
Angel of death

10. XTC – Dear God
1986 година

Dear God, hope you get the letter and
I pray you can make it better down here
I don’t mean a big reduction in the price of beer
But all the people that you made in your image
See them starving on their feet
‘Cause they don’t get enough to eat from God
I can’t believe in you
Dear God, sorry to disturb you but
I feel that I should be heard loud and clear
We all need a big reduction in amount of tears
And all the people that you made in your image
See them fighting in the street
‘Cause they can’t make opinions meet about God
I can’t believe in you
Did you make disease and the diamond blue?
Did you make mankind after we made you?
And the Devil too!
Dear God don’t know if you noticed but
Your name is on a lot of quotes in this book
And us crazy humans wrote it, you should take a look
And all the people that you made in your image
Still believing that junk is true
Well I know it ain’t, and so do you
Dear God
I can’t believe in
I don’t believe
I won’t believe in heaven or hell
No saints, no sinners, no devil as well
No pearly gates, no thorny crown
You’re always letting us humans down
The wars you bring, the babes you drown
Those lost at sea and never found
And it’s the same the whole world ’round
The hurt I see helps to compound
The Father, Son and Holy Ghost
Is just somebody’s unholy hoax
And if you’re up there you’ll perceive
That my heart’s here upon my sleeve
If there’s one thing I don’t believe in
It’s you
Dear God