Searching for "decorum" reveals its use across various genres, appearing in lyrics of 9 tracks.Explore how artists use this specific phrasing in their creative work.
decorum
Singer: damned, the
their screams of pain
dulce dulce decorum
dulce dulce decorum
their screams of pain
dulce dulce decorum
dulce dulce decorum
Singer: network, the
turning night into art
decorum might get to you
projecting you into a god
turning night into art
decorum might get to you
projecting you into a god
Singer: blues traveler
and we're supposed to trust this
decorum has its place
but you and i beyond that
and we're supposed to trust this
decorum has its place
but you and i beyond that
Singer: armored saint
we steer the peddlers clear
lessons in decorum given out
first class
we steer the peddlers clear
lessons in decorum given out
first class
Singer: ben folds five
and though they always smile politely
with a measure of decorum
still their eyes would stare beyond me
and though they always smile politely
with a measure of decorum
still their eyes would stare beyond me
Singer: x ambassadors
gunshots and online forums
american decorum
i cried my fucking eyes out
gunshots and online forums
american decorum
i cried my fucking eyes out
Singer: cage
but he ain't been sane since he started huffin chloroform
with his shit decorum
he lets off shots the neighbors say shooters
but he ain't been sane since he started huffin chloroform
with his shit decorum
he lets off shots the neighbors say shooters
The Conspiracies are happening (or not). Who gives a shit?/
Everyone is arguing over bathrooms, decorum, politics/ parking spaces at entropy, you name it/
I'm pissed off/tee'd off/ off my rocker – Coocoo for Cocoa but too cool/ for school when it comes to mental junk food / and brain candy decay. Binge watching the flip-flops./ I'm a few bucks away from a one stop shop wanting two cans of the kind and that's Sam I am; double fisting micheladas on a funday. A suedehead, demented, skinhead in Timberlands with a scowl under my skully/ two eyes over ugly/ skipping over the other drunks and their booze blues/ while pissing on the dessicated scenarios of “who's who?”/ When I guess really it should be “Who's food?”/
The Conspiracies are happening (or not). Who gives a shit?/
Everyone is arguing over bathrooms, decorum, politics/ parking spaces at entropy, you name it/
I'm pissed off/tee'd off/ off my rocker – Coocoo for Cocoa but too cool/ for school when it comes to mental junk food / and brain candy decay. Binge watching the flip-flops./ I'm a few bucks away from a one stop shop wanting two cans of the kind and that's Sam I am; double fisting micheladas on a funday. A suedehead, demented, skinhead in Timberlands with a scowl under my skully/ two eyes over ugly/ skipping over the other drunks and their booze blues/ while pissing on the dessicated scenarios of “who's who?”/ When I guess really it should be “Who's food?”/
Singer: cyhi the prynce
so hit me up when you
i guess my decorum didn't match my aura
shit
so hit me up when you
i guess my decorum didn't match my aura
shit