The lyric "tumour" is featured in 20 different songs in our database, showcasing its versatility in music.Explore how artists use this specific phrasing in their creative work.
tumour
Singer: badfinger
i can't believe in some of the rumours
quick growing tumours
they're making me blue
i can't believe in some of the rumours
quick growing tumours
they're making me blue
Singer: super furry animals
ok
(tumour on the brain
tumour on the brain
ok
(tumour on the brain
tumour on the brain
Singer: benediction
the bodiless - mentiferous
tumourous son - our paragon
regrowth in wisdom
the bodiless - mentiferous
tumourous son - our paragon
regrowth in wisdom
Methylated bile jaundiced kidneys bloat
Tumourous stomach coughing up gall
The thorax infected with furuncles and boils
Methylated bile jaundiced kidneys bloat
Tumourous stomach coughing up gall
The thorax infected with furuncles and boils
Singer: carcass
the stench of the canker brings me no tears
festering tumours of cancerous decay
gnawed and chewed by maggots with malicious hate
the stench of the canker brings me no tears
festering tumours of cancerous decay
gnawed and chewed by maggots with malicious hate
Singer: benediction
migration of the beast
tumour
invasion
migration of the beast
tumour
invasion
Singer: satyricon
he should have gone free of you!
an emotional tumour
gnaws from inside
he should have gone free of you!
an emotional tumour
gnaws from inside
Singer: stranglers, the
they're flying fast around here
growing just like a tumour
they won't disappear
they're flying fast around here
growing just like a tumour
they won't disappear
Singer: carcass
perspiring zits. pierce the blane - infected tissue starts to bleed
diseased and plagued - tumours chew and feed.on ulcerated flesh.on facial mess.on blooming sores.on blistering warts. squeeze out the blood
the pus i extract
perspiring zits. pierce the blane - infected tissue starts to bleed
diseased and plagued - tumours chew and feed.on ulcerated flesh.on facial mess.on blooming sores.on blistering warts. squeeze out the blood
the pus i extract
Singer: carcass
autolysis of body tissue
enzymes macerate the bones.tumours erupt
with infestation of grubs
autolysis of body tissue
enzymes macerate the bones.tumours erupt
with infestation of grubs
Singer: costello, elvis
don't say you love me when it's just a rumour
don't say a word if there is any doubt. sometimes i think that love is just a tumour;
you've got to cut it out. you say you're sorry for the things that you've done. you say you're sorry but you know you don't mean it. i wouldn't worry. i had so much fun. sometimes i almost feel just like a human being
don't say you love me when it's just a rumour
don't say a word if there is any doubt. sometimes i think that love is just a tumour;
you've got to cut it out. you say you're sorry for the things that you've done. you say you're sorry but you know you don't mean it. i wouldn't worry. i had so much fun. sometimes i almost feel just like a human being
Singer: waits, tom
will never leave a will
and the tumour is as
big as an egg
will never leave a will
and the tumour is as
big as an egg
Singer: carcass
cynical and sarcastic
my fetid sense of tumour
clinical and gastric
cynical and sarcastic
my fetid sense of tumour
clinical and gastric
Singer: casey
my body lay
tumours blooming in my brain
i am consumed by an unfulfilling sadness
my body lay
tumours blooming in my brain
i am consumed by an unfulfilling sadness
Singer: bruce cockburn
bank vault utopia padded for the few
and it's tumours for the masses coughing for the masses
earphones for the masses and they all serve you
bank vault utopia padded for the few
and it's tumours for the masses coughing for the masses
earphones for the masses and they all serve you
Singer: cradle of filth
fix my focus to pain
the tumour grows until the enemy is slain
slightless storm
fix my focus to pain
the tumour grows until the enemy is slain
slightless storm
Singer: williams, robbie
yeah are you questioning your size?
is there a tumour in your humour
are there bags under your eyes?
yeah are you questioning your size?
is there a tumour in your humour
are there bags under your eyes?
Singer: fender, sam
this is a high time for hypersonic missiles
the cities lie like tumours all across the world
a cancer eating mankind
this is a high time for hypersonic missiles
the cities lie like tumours all across the world
a cancer eating mankind
Singer: sam fender
this is a high time for hypersonic missiles
the cities lie like tumours all across the world
a cancer eating mankind
this is a high time for hypersonic missiles
the cities lie like tumours all across the world
a cancer eating mankind
Yeah are you questioning your size?
Is there a tumour in your humour
Are there bags under your eyes?
Yeah are you questioning your size?
Is there a tumour in your humour
Are there bags under your eyes?