Music Jokes

Christopher
in Roast

:bully: my mom says im not allowed to burn trash :me: (quiet) :bully: HEY IM TALKING TO YOU :me: are you talking to yourself? because i was listening to music until i heard you

Martin

“Banjo players spend half their lives tuning… and the other half out of tune.” Im a banjo picker and I can confirm this is 99% true.

I was listening to some Drake in class. My teacher shouted to turn it off. She then exclaimed that “Drake is mid and his music is very Pessi” I didn’t understand the meaning until I checked the dictionary and realised it is a synonym for overrated

The sex crazed priest

My music teacher was investigated, but she was the one that taught me my fingerings.

Andrew Butcher

What was David Bowie’s last hit? Probably heroin.

Anonymous
in Band

So my brother said we should start a band and I said I already had a band…so I gave him my band and said he was talking about music and I said well I do have a trum-bone ;)

Anonymous

What happens when Stephen Hawkins dies Windows players the shutdown music

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Anonymous

i would rather be drugged and robbed by cardi b than listen to her fucking music

Practicing Atheist
in Nun

A nun went to the pub and ordered a gin the bartender said to her I thought nuns weren’t allowed to drink and she said not usually but I am doing the bishop a favour the bartender then asked if she was coming to the music evening and she said no I am with the bishop tonight.

watersharky

Watersharky Music Productions Presents Memories by Conan Gray One, two It’s been a couple months That’s just about enough time For me to stop crying when I look at all the pictures Now I kinda smile, I haven’t felt that in a while It’s late, I hear the door Bell ringing and it’s pouring I open up that door, see your brown eyes at the entrance You just wanna talk and I can’t turn away a wet dog But please don’t ruin this for me Please don’t make it harder than it already is I’m trying to get over this I wish that you would stay in my memories But you show up today, just to ruin things I wanna put you in the past 'cause I’m traumatized But you’re not letting me do that, 'cause tonight You’re all drunk in my kitchen, curled in the fetal position Too busy playing the victim to be listening to me when I say “I wish that you would stay in my memories” In my memories, stay in my memories Now I can’t say goodbye if you stay here the whole night You see, it’s hard to find an end to something that you keep beginning Over and over again I promise that the ending always stays the same So there’s no good reason in make believing that we could ever exist again I can’t be your friend, can’t be your lover Can’t be the reason we hold back each other from falling in love With somebody other than me I wish that you would stay in my memories But you show up today, just to ruin things I wanna put you in the past 'cause I’m traumatized But you’re not letting me do that, 'cause tonight You’re all drunk in my kitchen, curled in the fetal position Too busy playing the victim to be listening to me when I say “I wish that you would stay in my memories” In my memories, stay in my memories Since you came I guess I’ll let you stay For as long as it takes To grab your books and your coat And that one good cologne That you bought when we were fighting 'Cause it’s still on my clothes, everything that I own And it makes me feel like dying I was barely just surviving I wish that you would stay in my memories But you show up today, just to ruin things I wanna put you in the past 'cause I’m traumatized But you’re not letting me do that, 'cause tonight You’re all drunk in my kitchen, curled in the fetal position Too busy playing the victim to be listening to me when I say “I wish that you would stay in my memories” In my memories, stay in my memories

blue hoodie kin

being in a band without a pencil is as easy as reading snare drum music

PJ Masks

What happens when the music note starts to misbehave? Then he gets into treble!

Magnet

nannananananannanananananannananananaanan that how music goes

Anonymous

What do monkeys and gorillas love to listen to? - The Monkees and Gorillaz

Anonymous
in Puns

What do you call German Music in Spanish? Españodelling.

CHUCK
in Funny

FICTIONAL BOOKS / AUTHORS

Outdoor Entertaining by Patty O.

Over the Mountaintop by Hugo First

Plumbing for Idiots by Duane Pipes

Music Theory by Amanda Lynn Player

Meterology 101 By Wendy Reign and Sonny Daze

Oh God By Dixie Rect

Please Dont Stop By Craven Moorehead

Life And Times Of A Porn Star By Dixie Normous

Right Stuff By Dang Lin-Wang

How To Take Care of Your Cat By Connie Lingus

Right Way 2 Orgasm By Buster Cherry

The Unwanted Child By Brooke N Rubbers

Cassie

What did the baritone say to the alto?

Nothing, you couldn’t hear him

Anonymous

What’s the difference between a violin and a fiddle? A violin has “strings” and a fiddle has “strangs”.

Butters Stotch

Which pokemon listens to Aha? Takemeon

watersharky Music Productions

Stressed Out-By- Twenty One Pilots and watersharky Music Productions-I wish I found some better sounds No one’s ever heard I wish I had a better voice That sang some better words I wish I found some chords In an order that is new I wish I didn’t have to rhyme Every time I sang I was told when I get older All my fears would shrink But now I’m insecure And I care what people think My name’s Blurryface and I care what you think My name’s Blurryface and I care what you think Wish we could turn back time To the good old days When our momma sang us to sleep But now we’re stressed out Wish we could turn back time To the good old days When our momma sang us to sleep But now we’re stressed out We’re stressed out Sometimes a certain smell will Take me back to when I was young How come I’m never able to identify Where it’s coming from? I’d make a candle out of it If I ever found it Try to sell it, never sell out of it I’d probably only sell one It’d be to my brother, cause we have the same nose Same clothes, home grown The stone’s throw from a creek we used to roam But it would remind us of when Nothing really mattered Out of student loans and tree house homes We all would take the latter My name’s Blurryface and I care what you think My name’s Blurryface and I care what you think Wish we could turn back time To the good old days When our momma sang us to sleep But now we’re stressed out Wish we could turn back time To the good old days When our momma sang us to sleep But now we’re stressed out Used to play pretend Give each other different names We would build a rocket ship and then we’d fly it far away Used to dream of outer space But now they’re laughing at our face singing “Wake up, you need to make money”, yeah Used to play pretend Give each other different names We would build a rocket ship And then we’d fly it far away Used to dream of outer space But now they’re laughing at our face singing “Wake up, you need to make money”, yeah Wish we could turn back time To the good old days When our momma sang us to sleep But now we’re stressed out Wish we could turn back time To the good old days When our momma sang us to sleep But now we’re stressed out We used to play pretend, used to play pretend, money We used to play pretend, wake up you need the money Used to play pretend, used to play pretend, money We used to play pretend, wake up you need the money Used to play pretend Give each other different names We would build a rocket ship And then we’d fly it far away Used to dream of outer space But now they’re laughing at our face saying “Wake up, you need to make money”, yeah

Anonymous

Why don’t skeletons play music at the church? Because they don’t have any organs.

screw you 4 reading this

Ay Fonsi DY Oh Oh no, oh no Oh yeah Diridiri, dirididi Daddy Go Sí, sabes que ya llevo un rato mirándote Tengo que bailar contigo hoy (DY) Vi que tu mirada ya estaba llamándome Muéstrame el camino que yo voy (Oh) Tú, tú eres el imán y yo soy el metal Me voy acercando y voy armando el plan Solo con pensarlo se acelera el pulso (Oh yeah) Ya, ya me está gustando más de lo normal Todos mis sentidos van pidiendo más Esto hay que tomarlo sin ningún apuro Despacito Quiero respirar tu cuello despacito Deja que te diga cosas al oído Para que te acuerdes si no estás conmigo Despacito Quiero desnudarte a besos despacito Firmo en las paredes de tu laberinto Y hacer de tu cuerpo todo un manuscrito (sube, sube, sube) (Sube, sube) Quiero ver bailar tu pelo Quiero ser tu ritmo Que le enseñes a mi boca Tus lugares favoritos (favoritos, favoritos baby) Déjame sobrepasar tus zonas de peligro Hasta provocar tus gritos Y que olvides tu apellido (Diridiri, dirididi Daddy) Si te pido un beso ven dámelo Yo sé que estás pensándolo Llevo tiempo intentándolo Mami, esto es dando y dándolo Sabes que tu corazón conmigo te hace bom, bom Sabes que esa beba está buscando de mi bom, bom Ven prueba de mi boca para ver cómo te sabe Quiero, quiero, quiero ver cuánto amor a ti te cabe Yo no tengo prisa, yo me quiero dar el viaje Empecemos lento, después salvaje Pasito a pasito, suave suavecito Nos vamos pegando poquito a poquito Cuando tú me besas con esa destreza Veo que eres malicia con delicadeza Pasito a pasito, suave suavecito Nos vamos pegando, poquito a poquito Y es que esa belleza es un rompecabezas Pero pa montarlo aquí tengo la pieza Despacito Quiero respirar tu cuello despacito Deja que te diga cosas al oído Para que te acuerdes si no estás conmigo Despacito Quiero desnudarte a besos despacito Firmo en las paredes de tu laberinto Y hacer de tu cuerpo todo un manuscrito (sube, sube, sube) (Sube, sube) Quiero ver bailar tu pelo Quiero ser tu ritmo Que le enseñes a mi boca Tus lugares favoritos (favoritos, favoritos baby) Déjame sobrepasar tus zonas de peligro Hasta provocar tus gritos Y que olvides tu apellido Despacito Vamos a hacerlo en una playa en Puerto Rico Hasta que las olas griten "¡ay, bendito!" Para que mi sello se quede contigo Pasito a pasito, suave suavecito Nos vamos pegando, poquito a poquito Que le enseñes a mi boca Tus lugares favoritos (favoritos, favoritos baby) Pasito a pasito, suave suavecito Nos vamos pegando, poquito a poquito Hasta provocar tus gritos Y que olvides tu apellido (DY) Despacito

Just here for Fun
in Beethoven

Why do Beethoven’s music sound like hell sometimes?

BECAUSE HE DOESN’T LISTEN TO IT!

That guy

I met a kid with Down syndrome the other day, he told me he was into rock music. Told me his favorite song was Down With The Syndrome. Kinda drooled while attempting to sing it.

Anonymous

What games would deaf people not be good at…

Simon says and Musical chairs