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不只「政治不正確」：如何干犯眾怒同時走紅？
The document discusses several songs from the 1960s to 1990s that contain controversial or potentially offensive lyrics about topics like domestic violence, racism, sexuality, and violence against police officers. It provides background on the artists and songs, including The Crystals' "He Hit Me (It Felt Like a Kiss)" from 1962, which depicts domestic violence in a romanticized way, and Ice-T's 1992 song "Cop Killer," which was criticized for its lyrics about killing police officers amid tensions over police brutality.
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不只「政治不正確」：如何干犯眾怒同時走紅？
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- 5. Don Kirshner, CaroleKing and Gerry Goffin
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- 7. He Hit Me(It Felt Like A Kiss) He hit me and it felt like a kiss He hit me but it didn't hurt me He couldn't stand to hear me say That I'd been with someone new And when I told him I had been untrue He hit me (da-da-da-ah) and it felt like a kiss (felt like a kiss) He hit me (da-da-da-ah) and I knew he loved me If he didn't care for me, I could have never made him mad But he hit me (da-da-da-ah) and I was glad (Da-da-da-ah) (Da-da-da-ah) Yes, he hit me (da-da-da-ah) and it felt like a kiss (felt like a kiss) He hit me (da-da-da-ah) and I knew I loved him And then, he took me in his arms With all the tenderness there is And when he kissed me (da-da-da-ah), he made me his (Da-da-da)
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- 9. My Ding-A-Ling When Iwas a little biddy boy My grandma bought me a cute little toy Two Silver bells on a string She told me it was my ding-a-ling-a-ling My Ding-A-Ling My Ding-A-Ling won't you play with My Ding-A-Ling My Ding-A-Ling My Ding-A-Ling won't you play with My Ding-A-Ling When I was little boy In Grammar school Always went by the very best rule But Everytime the bell would ring You'd catch me playing with my ding-a-ling Once while climbing the garden wall, Slipped and fell had a terrible fall I fell so hard I heard birds sing, But I held on to My ding-a-ling Once while swimming cross turtle creek Man them snappers right at my feet Sure was hard swimming cross that thing with both hands holding my ding-a-ling Now this here song it ain't so sad Cutiest little song that you ever had And those of you who will not sing must be playing with your on Ding-a-ling
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- 18. Brown Sugar Gold coastslave ship bound for cotton fields Sold in a market down in New Orleans Scarred old slaver knows he's doing alright Hear him whip the women, just around midnight Ah, brown sugar how come you taste so good? Ah, brown sugar just like a young girl should Drums beating cold English blood runs hot Lady of the house wonderin' where it's gonna stop House boy knows that he's doing alright You should a heard him just around midnight Ah, brown sugar how come you taste so good? Ah, brown sugar just like a young girl should Ah, brown sugar how come you taste so good? Ah, brown sugar just like a black girl should I bet your mama was a tent show queen And all here boyfriends were sweet sixteen I'm no school boy but I know what I like You should have heard me just around midnight Ah, brown sugar how come you taste so good? Ah, brown sugar just like a young girl should I said yeah, yeah, yeah, whew How come you... How come you taste so good? Is said yeah, yeah, yeah, whew Just like a black girl should I said yeah, yeah, yeah, whew
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- 21. Art Lover Sunday afternoonthere's something special It's just like another world. Jogging in the park is my excuse To look at all the little girls. I'm not a flasher in a rain coat, I'm not a dirty old man, I'm not gonna snatch you from your mother, I'm an art lover. Come to daddy, Ah, come to daddy, Come to daddy. Pretty little legs, I want to draw them, Like a Degas ballerina. Pure white skin, like porcelain, She's a work of art and I should know I'm an art lover. Come to daddy, And I'll give you some spangles. Little girl don't notice me Watching as she innocently plays. She can't see me staring at her Because I'm always wearing shades. She feeds the ducks, looks at the flowers. I follow her around for hours and hours. I'd take her home, but that could never be, She's just a substitute For what's been taken from me. Ah, come to daddy, come on. Sunday afternoon can't last forever, Wish I could take you home. So, come on, give us a smile Before you vanish out of view. I've learned to appreciate you The way art lovers do, And I only want to look at you.
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- 25. Fat Bottomed Girls Areyou gonna take me home tonight ? Ah down beside that red firelight Are you gonna let it all hang out ? Fat bottomed girls You make the rockin' world go round Hey I was just a skinny lad Never knew no good from bad But I knew life before I left my nursery - huh Left alone with big fat Fanny She was such a naughty nanny Heap big woman you made a bad boy out of me Hey hey! Wooh I've been singing with my band Across the wire across the land I seen every blue eyed floozy on the way, hey But their beauty and their style Went kind of smooth after a while Take me to them dirty ladies everytime Oh won't you take me home tonight ? Oh down beside your red firelight Oh and you give it all you got Fat bottomed girls you make the rockin' world go round Hey listen here Now I got mortgages on homes I got stiffness in ma' bones Ain't no beauty Queens in this locality (I tell you) Oh but I still get my pleasure Still get my greatest treasure Heap big woman you gonna make a big man out of me Now get this Oh (I know) you gonna take me home tonight (please) Oh down beside that red firelight Are you gonna let it all hang out ? Fat bottomed girls you make the rockin' world go round yeah Get on your bikes and ride Ooh yeah oh yeah them fat bottomed girls Fat bottomed girls Yeah yeah yeah Alright, ride 'em, c'mon Fat bottomed girls - yes yes
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- 29. Tush I been up,I been down. Take my word, my way around. I ain’t askin’ for much. I said, Lord, take me downtown, I’m just lookin’ for some tush. I been bad, I been good, Dallas, texas, hollywood. I ain’t askin’ for much. I said, Lord, take me downtown, I’m just lookin’ for some tush. Take me back way back home, Not by myself, not alone. I ain’t askin’ for much. I said, Lord, take me downtown, I’m just lookin’ for some tush.
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- 34. Killing an Arab I'mstanding on the beach With a gun in my hand Staring at the sea Staring at the sand Staring down the barrel At the Arab on the ground See his open mouth But I hear no sound I'm alive I'm dead I'm the stranger Killing an Arab I can turn And walk away Or I can fire the gun Staring at the sky Staring at the sun Whichever I choose It amounts to the same Absolutely nothing I'm alive I'm dead I'm the stranger Killing an Arab I feel the silver jump Down smooth in my hand Staring at the sea Staring at the sand Staring down myself Reflected in the eyes Of the dead man on the beach (Dead man on the beach) I'm alive I'm dead I'm the stranger Killing an Arab
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- 37. "This song isvery simple and extremely generic or generalized, my apologies to those who may take offense."
- 38. One in aMillion Guess I needed sometime to get away I needed some peace of mind Some peace of mind that'll stay So I thumbed it down to Sixth and L.A. Maybe a Greyhound could be my way Police and Niggers, that's right Get out of my way Don't need to buy none of your Gold chains today I don't need no bracelets Clamped in front of my back Just need my ticket, 'til then Won't you cut me some slack? You're one in a million Yeah, that's what you are You're one in a million, babe, you're a shooting star Maybe someday we'll see you Before you make us cry You know we tried to reach you But you were much too high Much too high, much too high, much too high, yes, ow!
- 39. Immigrants and faggots Theymake no sense to me They come to our country And think they'll do as they please Like start some mini Iran, Or spread some fuckin' disease They talk so many goddamn ways It's all Greek to me Well some say I'm lazy And others say that's just me Some say I'm crazy I guess I'll always be But it's been such a long time Since I knew right from wrong It's all the means to an end, I I keep it movin' along You're one in a million Oo, you're a shooting star You're one in a million, babe, you know that you are Maybe someday we'll see you, Oo oh, Before you make us cry You know we tried to reach you But you were much too high Much too high, Oo, much too high, yeah, Much too high, huh, no, no, oh, ow!
- 40. Radicals and Racists Don'tpoint your finger at me I'm a small town white boy Just tryin' to make ends meet Don't need your religion Don't watch that much T.V. Just makin' my livin', baby Well that's enough for me You're one in a million Yeah that's what you are You're one in a million, babe You're a shooting star Maybe someday we'll see you Before you make us cry You know we tried to reach you But you were much too high Much too high, ow, much too high, Much too high, much too high Yeah, yeee, yeah, yeee, igh! Ow! Much too high (Oh, much too high, ah, much too high, ah, much too high much too high, ow, much too high)
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- 43. Darling Nikki I knewa girl named Nikki I guess u could say she was a sex fiend I met her in a hotel lobby Masturbating with a magazine She said how'd u like 2 waste some time And I could not resist when I saw little Nikki grind She took me 2 her castle And I just couldn't believe my eyes She had so many devices Everything that money could buy She said sign your name on the dotted line The lights went out And Nikki started 2 grind The castle started spinning Or maybe it was my brain I can't tell u what she did 2 me But my body will never be the same Her lovin' will kick your behind Oh, she'll show u no mercy But she'll sho'nuff sho'nuff show u how 2 grind Darlin' Nikki Woke up the next morning Nikki wasn't there I looked all over and all I found Was a phone unmber on the stairs It said thank u 4 a funky time Call me up whenever u want 2 grind Oh, Nikki, ohhhh come back Nikki, come back Your dirty little Prince wanna grind grind grind grind grind ... {backwards at the end...} "Hello, how r u? I'm fine. 'cause I know that the Lord is coming soon, coming, coming soon."
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- 49. LAPD beating RodneyKing, March 3, 1991
- 50. Cop Killer Cop killer!yeah! I got my black shirt on. I got my black gloves on. I got my ski mask on. This shit's been too long. I got my twelve gauge sawed off. I got my headlights turned off. I'm 'bout to bust some shots off. I'm 'bout to dust some cops off. I'm a cop killer, better you than me. Cop killer, fuck police brutality! Cop killer, I know your family's grieving, (fuck 'em!) Cop killer, but tonight we get even, ha ha. I got my brain on hype. Tonight'll be your night. I got this long-assed knife. And your neck looks just right. My adrenaline's pumpin'. I got my stereo bumpin'. I'm 'bout to kill me somethin'. A pig stopped me for nuthin'! Cop killer, better you than me. Cop killer, fuck police brutality! Cop killer, I know your momma's grieving, (fuck her!) Cop killer, but tonight we get even, yeah! Die, die, die pig, die! Fuck the police! Yeah! Cop killer, better you than me. I'm a cop killer, fuck police brutality! Cop killer, I know your family's grieving, (fuck 'em!) Cop killer, but tonight we get even, ha ha ha ha, yeah! Fuck the police! Break it down. Fuck the police, yeah! Fuck the police, for Darryl Gates. Fuck the police, for Rodney King. Fuck the police, for my dead homies. Fuck the police, for your freedom. Fuck the police, don't be a pussy. Fuck the police, have some muthafuckin' courage. Fuck the police, sing along.
- 51. Cop killer! Cop killer! Copkiller! Cop killer! Cop killer! whaddyou wanna be when you grow up? Cop killer! good choice. Cop killer! I'm a muthafuckin' Cop killer! Cop killer, better you than me. Cop killer, fuck police brutality! Cop killer, I know your momma's grieving, (fuck her!) Cop killer, but tonight we get even!
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