Niin monessa biisissä on niin hyvät lyriikat.. tässä on yksi monista:

Above The Law - Uncle Sam's Curse

Valitettavasti lyriikoita ei löydy mistään.
Täytyy sitten itse ne tähän kirjoittaa (en takaa, että on oikein):

[joku KKK rallatus ironisesti tässä alussa]
Now listen you communists and niggas and jews,
tell all your buddies to spread the news
the day your judgement will soon be denied(?)
As the lord in his wisdom looks down from high
Will the battle be lost by mixing the races
We want beautiful babies not one's with brown faces
Never, never, never I say for the Ku Klux Klan is here to stay
I don't never never I say 'cos the Ku Klux Klan is here to stay

These Ku Kluxers are better with lynchings than they are with lyrics.

Nineteen Ninetyfour the return of Above The Law
and we bring to you you the pain from Uncle Sam
[Uncle Sam's Curse, Uncle Sam's Curse, ...,]

When you whiling in the neighbourhood and you have to fade your strap
'coz it's like that, that's uncle sam's curse [Uncle Sam's curse, ..., ....]
If you're a rebel and you moving the product and everybody hates you,
That's uncle sam's curse [Uncle Sam's curse, ..., ....]
If you're working from nine to five on the oil plantation in this US nation,
That's uncle sam's curse [Uncle Sam's curse, ..., ....]
And if you're praying on food to check and you don't care about the colour
even if it's black, That's uncle sam's curse [Uncle Sam's curse, ..., ....]
If the mail man is late with your goverment check and they cut it, the motherfuckers, That's uncle sam's curse [Uncle Sam's curse, ..., ....]
And if you moving in a mall and you wearing blue and there's a nigga
wearing red staring at you, That's Uncle Sam's curse [Uncle Sam's curse, ..., ....]

Yeah ah coz we in here man won't you step this shit up man before we get the fuck outta here

Oh shit we wicked i'll swet, i'll swet your ass, yeah the clinic came to blast
We looking for them fake gangstas, they handing out the murder raps
Yeah they shaking suckas like craps, shit comes to past nigga
I hope you know to take the mother raper and let a nigga take your paper
and run and live like swift, while you're rotting and ramming in the city
Now break yourself nigga, how the hell you figured,
you used to need gas money hom', I guess the G's are full grown
Yeah now it's time to play the motherfucking clowns
You acting all stupid like you don't know where we been,
We buying a gen of gats, so tell a friend
The god put us here to innovate first, now the world's givin' Uncle Sam's curse

See I don't trust man nigga only trust god, so when it's on 'bout down to the
black mind, I be the dark skinned nigga prepresenting for ?
And a ragged out tray on them dough corners, yeah coz imma floss fo' mine
and imma toss fo' mine, to let you know that it come from mine
Yeah coz imma crum like a crew nigga and fo' lunch I think I want fried squash sticker, ooh shit, ooh shit, we goingin off the deep end, we gone off the hood and we flowing like the wind, imma take off on your ass like a lear jet, and if the shit gets deep, you gonna get wet, and ? for fucking with the original, I used to slang dope and now I get ?
What's your name? 187 What's your name? 187 What's your name? 187
And if I hear you diss my crew it's on fo'ever.

Mitä kieltä toi ylläoleva lyriikka oli?
Englantia ja jotain outoa mongerrusta seassa.
Ei toi hyvältä kyllä vaikuta.

Lainaus:24.09.2006 perato kirjoitti:
Brucen sanoitukset iskee. Varsinkin live tallenteena tämä oli ihan loistava pohjustuksineen: Bruce Springsteen - War
...

Eipä kyseessä taida olla Brucen sanoitukset. Alkup. esittäjäkin taitaa olla Edwin Starr, ihan varma en tosin ole.

Lainaus:15.06.2007 Datahanska kirjoitti:
Mitä kieltä toi ylläoleva lyriikka oli?
Englantia ja jotain outoa mongerrusta seassa.
Ei toi hyvältä kyllä vaikuta.

Se on puhuttua englantia juuri siinä muodossa, missä osa englanninkielisistä puhuu kieltään. Pitäisikö sen olla kirjakieltä? Eihän suurinosa suomenkielisistä lauluistakaan mitään kirjakieltä ole.

Lainaus:15.06.2007 Hokke kirjoitti:

Lainaus:15.06.2007 Datahanska kirjoitti:
Mitä kieltä toi ylläoleva lyriikka oli?
Englantia ja jotain outoa mongerrusta seassa.
Ei toi hyvältä kyllä vaikuta.

Se on puhuttua englantia juuri siinä muodossa, missä osa englanninkielisistä puhuu kieltään. Pitäisikö sen olla kirjakieltä? Eihän suurinosa suomenkielisistä lauluistakaan mitään kirjakieltä ole.

Joo mut ei se nyt näin sekamelskaksi mene
coz imma floss fo' mine and imma toss fo' mine

Paitsi ehkä hesan slangi jota ei kukaan ymmärrä.

Lainaus:15.06.2007 Cyborg kirjoitti:

Lainaus:24.09.2006 perato kirjoitti:
Brucen sanoitukset iskee. Varsinkin live tallenteena tämä oli ihan loistava pohjustuksineen: Bruce Springsteen - War
...

Eipä kyseessä taida olla Brucen sanoitukset. Alkup. esittäjäkin taitaa olla Edwin Starr, ihan varma en tosin ole.

Aivan oikein. Toi biisi on Edwin Starrin.

Edwin Starr - War

War...huh...yeah
What is it good for?
Absolutely nothing
Uh ha haa ha
War...huh...yeah
What is it good for?
Absolutley nothing...say it again y'all
War..huh...look out...
What is it good for?
Absolutely nothing...listen to me ohhhhh

WAR! I despise,
'cos it means destruction of innocent lives,
War means tears to thousands of mother's eyes,
When their sons gone to fight and lose their lives.

I said WAR!...huh...good God y'all,
What is it good for?
Absolutely nothing...say it again
War! Huh...What is it good for (Edwin sings 'Wohh oh Lord' over the top)
Absolutely nothing...listen to me

WAR! It ain't nothing but a heartbreaker,
War. Friend only to the undertaker.
Ohhh! War is an enemy to all mankind,
The thought of war blows my mind.
War has caused unrest within the younger generation
Induction then destruction...who wants to die? Ohhh

WAR! good God y'all huh
What is it good for?
Absolutely nothing...say it say it SAY IT!
WAR!...uh huh yeah hu!
What is it good for?
Absolutely nothing...listen to me

WAR! It ain't nothing but a heartbreaker,
War! It's got one friend that's the undertaker.
Ohhhh! War has shattered many a young man's dream,
Made him disabled, bitter and mean,
Life is much too short and precious to spend fighting wars these days.
War can't give life, it can only take it away!

Ohhh WAR! huh...good God y'all
What is it good for?
Absolutely nothing...say it again
War!...huh...woh oh oh Lord
What is it good for?
Absolutely nothing...listen to me

War! It ain't nothing but a heartbreaker,
War. Friend only to the undertaker...woo
Peace lovin' understand then tell me,
Is there no place for them today?
They say we must fight to keep our freedom,
But Lord knows there's got to be a better way.

Ohhhhhhh WAR! huh...good God y'all...
What is it good for?...you tell me!
Say it say it say it saaaay it!
War! good God now...huh
What is it good for?
Stand up and shout it...

Louis Armstrong - What A Wonderful World

I see trees of green, red roses too
I see them bloom for me and you
And I think to myself what a wonderful world.

I see skies of blue and clouds of white
The bright blessed day, the dark sacred night
And I think to myself what a wonderful world.

The colors of the rainbow so pretty in the sky
Are also on the faces of people going by
I see friends shaking hands saying how do you do
They're really saying I love you.

I hear babies cry, I watch them grow
They'll learn much more than I'll never know
And I think to myself what a wonderful world
Yes I think to myself what a wonderful world.

Toolin Roseta Stoned on kyl niin kovaa kamaa. Vaikka täydellisen nautinnon saaminen vaatii edeltävän Lost Keys biisinkin kuuntelun.

Alrighty, then ... picture this if you will.

10 to 2 AM, X, Yogi DMT, and a box of Krispy Kremes,
in my "need to know" pose, just outside of Area 51
Contemplating the whole "chosen people" thingy
when a flaming stealth banana split the sky
like one would hope but never really expect
to see in a place like this.
Cutting right angle donuts on a dime
and stopping right at my Birkenstocks,
and me yelping...

Holy fucking shit!

Then the X-Files being,
Looking like some kind of blue-green Jackie Chan
with Isabella Rossellini lips, and breath that reeked of
vanilla Chig Champa
Did a slow-mo Matrix descent
Outta the butt end of the banana vessel
And hovered above my bug-eyes, my gaping jaw,
and my sweaty L. Ron Hubbard upper lip,
and all I could think was:
"I hope Uncle Martin here doesn't notice
that I pissed my fuckin' pants."

So light in his way,
Like an apparition, [that]
He had me crying out,
"Fuck me
It's gotta be
the Deadhead Chemistry
The blotter got [right] on top of me
Got me seein' E-motherfuckin'-T!"

And after calming me down
with some orange slices
and some fetal spooning,
E.T. revealed to me his singular purpose.
He said, "You are the Chosen One,
the One who will deliver the message.
A message of hope for those who choose to hear it
and a warning for those who do not."
Me. The Chosen One?
They chose me!!!
And I didn't even graduate from fuckin' high school.

You'd better...
You'd better...
You'd better...
You'd better listen.

Then he looked right through me
With somniferous almond eyes
Don't even know what that means
Must remember to write it down
This is so real
Like the time Dave floated away
See, my heart is pounding
'Cause this shit never happens to me

I can't breathe right now!

It was so real,
Like I woke up in Wonderland.
All sorta terrifying
I don't wanna be all alone
While I tell this story.
And can anyone tell me why
Y'all sound like Peanuts parents?
Will I ever be coming down?
This is so real
Finally, it's my lucky day
See, my heart is racing
'Cause this shit never happens to me

I can't breathe right now!

You believe me, don't you?
Please believe what I've just said!
See the Dead ain't touring
And this wasn't all in my head.
See, they took me by the hand
And invited me right in.
Then they showed me something
I don't even know where to begin.

Strapped down [to] my bed
Feet cold [and] eyes red
I'm out of my head
Am I alive? Am I dead?
Can't remember what they said
God damn, shit the bed.

Hey ...

Overwhelmed as one would be, placed in my position.
Such a heavy burden now to be the One
Born to bear and bring to all the details of our ending,
To write it down for all the world to see.

But I forgot my pen
Shit the bed again ...
Typical.

Strapped down [to] my bed
Feet cold and eyes red
I'm out of my head
Am I alive? Am I dead?
Sunkist and Sudafed *
Gyroscopes and infrared
Won't help, I'm brain dead
Can't remember what they said
God damn, shit the bed

I can't remember what they said to me
Can't remember what they said to make me out to be a hero
Can't remember what they said
Bob help me!
Can't remember what they said

[We] don't know, [and we] won't know (x12)

God damn, shit the bed!

System of a down - Sugar

The kombucha mushroom people,
Sitting around all day,
Who can believe you,
Who can believe you,
Let your mother pray, (sugar)

Well I'm not there all the time you know
Some people, some people, some people,
Call it insane, yeah they call it insane, (sugar)
I play Russian roulette everyday, a man's sport,
With a bullet called life, yeah called life,(sugar)
You know that every time I try to go
Where I really want to be,
It's already where I am,
Cause I'm already there (sugar)

The kombucha mushroom people,
Sitting around all day,
Who can believe you,
Who can believe you,
Let your mother pray, (sugar)

I got a gun the other day from Sako,
It's cute, small, fits right in my pocket,
Yeah, right in my pocket, (sugar)
My girl, you know,
she lashes out every sometimes,
And I just fucking kick her,
and then ooh baby, she's O.K. (sugar)
People are always chasing me down,
Trying to push my face to the ground,
Where all they really want to do,
Is suck out my mother fucking brains, my brains (sugar).

The kombucha mushroom people,
Sitting around all day,
Who can believe you,
Who can believe you,
Let your mother pray~,

I sit, in my desolate room, no lights, no music,
Just anger, I've killed everyone,
I'm away forever, but I'm feeling better,
How do I feel, What do I say,
Fuck you, it all goes away,
How do I feel, What do I say,
Fuck you, it all goes away,
How do I feel, What do I say,
In the end it all goes away,
How do I feel, What do I say,
In the end it all goes away,
How do I feel, What do I say,
In the end it all goes away,
How do I feel, What do I say,
In the end it all goes away,
How do I feel, What do I say,
In the end it all goes away,
How do I feel, What do I say,
In the end it all goes away,
In the end it all goes away,
In the end it all goes away,
In the end it all goes away,
In the end it all goes

Yksi SOADin alkutuotannon parhaimmista biiseistä.

Death - Empty Words

Ashes and promises share a bond
Through the winds of change
Words are blown away
When visions that should be
Are tattooed in your mind
The power to let go
Is sometimes hard to find

The answer cannot be found
In the writing of others
Or the words of a trained mind
In a precious world of memories
We find ourselves confined

Claws so razor sharp
Ripping at the spirit

Promises a potential to hurt
Is anything real?
When forever is to be until
Deep inside, in the world of empty words...
No escaping from those haunting
empty words...

Do you ever feel it?
A craving that is so strong
To by thought rewind in order to find

Expectations that shined through the doubt
That soon would turn into the price
Of what a word will be worth
When tomorrow comes
To be and we are left
Standing on our own-
And seeing what is real...

The answer cannot be found
In the writing of others
Or the words of a trained mind
In a precious world of memories
We find ourselves confined

Claws so razor sharp
Ripping at the spirit

Impaled Nazarene - Via Dolorosa

You will love the suffering
We will put you thru
Claiming to be the people's prophet
Deceiving mad carpenter

And now on the way to Golgotha
Whipped, spat at, humiliated
Born of whore

Vultures are circulating around
As you are dying
Boner-biting bastard christ
Cum-swallowing

And now dying at Golgotha
Beaten, laughed at, violated
Son of dog

The heat was like from 1000 suns
As you were nailed to the cross
Shit was running down on your legs
You were hating life and yourself

No magic tricks to save your ass
It is the day of reckoning
Questioning your existence
On the eve of death

And now dead at Golgotha
Raped, impaled, mutilated
False saviour

Wild Motherfuckers - Fother Mucker

Never ever take me for a fool or a sucker,
Cause you will pay the price to a wild fother mucker,

I'm a bad fother mucker never out of style,
I am never out of luck cause that is far to wild,
Bitch is going for a dick suck i told you now,
When I trash at your party it's the cops that die.

Cause I know how to roll cause you know I'm a rocker,
The show rocker always bring the key to the locker,
Never ever take me for a fool or a sucker,
Cause you will pay the price to a wild fother mucker.

Hey man, you said fother mucker instead of motherfucker,
Yes I did,
Well what the hell is a fother mucker?

A fother mucker has a serious side effect,
Never play him for a sucker cause he earns respect,
It's like a CD in your system that you can eject,
It's the hardstyle DJ that just wreck your neck,
A fother mucker has a serious side effect,
Never play him for a sucker cause he earns respect,
Like the best looking bitches keep your dick erect.



I'm a wild fother mucker, motherfucker dig that!
----
A wild fother mucker!

Far Beyond Metal

COME ON
King Raul beat off
Fucking strength
King Raul beat off
Fucking strength

Now that the music industry's ill
And we're the fucking antidote
One line and you're outta control
Yeah, you fucking suck!

HEY!
King Raul beat off
Fucking strength
King Raul beat off
Fucking strength

Oh, you ironic pop-rock fuck
Don't you fuck with METAL
One line and you're outta control
Yeah, we fucking OWN YOU!

King Raul beat off
Fucking strength
King Raul beat off
Fucking right

Can't wait to feel it again
And I need to feel, whoa
When I was somebody else
When I was just a boy

METAL!
(come on)

[Solo / harmonized lead]

[Dev:]
LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, THE MAGGOT MASTER!

[Oderus:]
Now in the halls of the necro lord
Flash of fear when he sees my sword
Raped his woman, smoked his bone
Leave a booger underneath his throne!

King Raul beat off
Fucking wank
King Raul beat off
Fucking...
FUCKING WANK!

So... I...

Can't wait to feel it again
And I need to feel, whoa
When I was somebody else
When I was just a boy

METAL!


Ahh tää biisi on ylivoimasesti koko maailmanhistorian paras biisi. Mie teurastan väärinajattelijat.

no tossa the eaglesin hotel californiassa on aivan erinomaiset sanat niinkuin varmaan kaikki tietää mutta jos joku nyt ei tiedä niin tässä tulee

The Eagles - Hotel California

On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air

Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
I had to stop for the night

There she stood in the doorway
I heard the mission bell
And I was thinking to myself
This could be Heaven or this could be Hell

Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way
There were voices down the corridor
I thought I heard them say

Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place
Such a lovely place
Such a lovely face
Plenty of room at the Hotel California
Any time of year
Any time of year
You can find it here

Her mind is Tiffany-twisted, she got the Mercedes Benz
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends

How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat
Some dance to remember, some dance to forget

So I called up the Captain,
Please bring me my wine
He said, 'we haven't had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine'
And still those voices are calling from far away
Wake you up in the middle of the night
Just to hear them say

Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place
Such a lovely place
Such a lovely face
They're livin' it up at the Hotel California
What a nice surprise
What a nice surprise
Bring your alibis

Mirrors on the ceiling
The pink champagne on ice
And she said 'we are all just prisoners here, of our own device'
And in the master's chambers
They gathered for the feast
They stab it with their steely knives
But they just can't kill the beast

Last thing I remember, I was
Running for the door
I had to find the passage back
To the place I was before
'Relax,' said the night man
We are programmed to receive
You can checkout any time you like
But you can never leave

Tässä murto-osa omista mielipiteistä.


Sonata Arctica - Dont Say a Word (oma lempilauseeni löytyy tästä: "It's not how long you live, but what you morals say".)

In Flames - Metaphor

Leevi and the Leavings - Elina, mitä mä teen? (Kun ellu jäi sen taksin alle, joka kääntyessään vasemmalle...)

Leevi and the Leavings - Keltainen Huivi (Junan lähtöä katson, enkä silti tiedä,
miksi lähdet ja minne päin? Kaiken toivon voit mennessäs multa viedä,
nyt kun suojaan suo itseltäin.)

Sonata Arctica - Shy

Children of Bodom - We're not Gonna Fall

In Flames - Free Fall (I never seem to understand... The time, the place, and who I am. Define a way to stay alive, It’s like I’m living a lie.

Leevi and the Leavings - Rakkauden Työkalu

Nightwish - Dead to the World

R Kelly - World Greatest

Diamonds And Rust.

Tea - Tytöt tykkää .

Lainaus:02.08.2007 MiekkaTail kirjoitti:
Tea - Tytöt tykkää .

EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!! EI EI EI! Ei käy! En oo mukana, et oo mukava.. Eih...

Anteeksi.

Insane clown posse - Fuck the world

[Chorus:]
If I only could I'd set the world on fire
If I only could I'd set the world on fire
If I only could I'd set the world on fire
Say fuck the world! (Fuck the world!)
If I only could I'd set the world on fire
Fuck em all! (Fuck em all!)

[Violent J]
Fuck you, fuck me, fuck us
Fuck Tom, fuck Mary, fuck Gus
Fuck Darius
Fuck the west coast, and fuck everybody on the east
Eat shit and die, or fuck off at least
Fuck pre-schoolers, fuck rulers
Kings and Queens and gold jewelers
Fuck wine coolers
Fuck chickens, fuck ducks
Everybody in your crew sucks, punk mother fucks
Fuck critics, fuck your review
Even if you like me, fuck you
Fuck your mom, fuck your mom's momma
Fuck the Beastie Boys and the Dali Llama
Fuck the rain forest, fuck a Forrest Gump
You probably like it in the rump
Fuck a shoe pump, fuck the real deal and fuck all the fakes
Fuck all fifty two states! Oooo, and fuck you

[Chorus X 2]

[Violent J]
Fuck Oprah, fuck opera, fuck a soap opera
Fuck a pop locker and a cock blocker
Fuck your girlfriend, I probably did her already
Fuck Kyle and his brother Tom Petty, Jump Steady
My homie, fuck him, what are you gonna do?
(Fuck that bitch, fuck you!) Yeah well fuck you too
Don't bother tryin to analyze these rhymes
In this song I say fuck ninety three times
Fuck the president, fuck your welfare
Fuck your government and fuck Fred Bear
Fuck Nugent, like anybody gives a fuck
You like to hunt a lot, so fuckin what?!
Fuck disco, Count of Monte Crisco
Fuck Cisco, and Jack and Jerry Brisco
And fuck everyone who went down with the Titanic, in a panic
I'm like fuck you, AHHHHH!!!!

[Chorus X 2]

[Violent J]
Fuck Celine Dion and fuck Dionne Warwick
You both make me sick, suck my dick
Fuck the Berlin Wall, both sides of it
And fuck Lyle Lovett, whoever the fuck that is
Fuck everybody in the hemisphere
Fuck them across the world, and fuck them right here
You know the guy that operates the Rouge River draw bridge in Delray on
Jefferson? FUCK HIM!
Fuck your idea, fuck your gonnoreha
Fuck your diarrhea, Rocky Maivia
Fuck your wife, your homie did, he's fuckin you
Fuck the police and the 5-0 too
Fuck Spin, Rolling Stone, and fuck Vibe
Fuck everybody inside
Whoever's on the cover, fuck his mother
Fuck your little brother's homie from around the way
And fuck Violent J!

Voisin sanoa että Deep Purple - Highway Star

Nobody gonna take my car
Im gonna race it to the ground
Nobody gonna beat my car
Its gonna break the speed of sound
Oooh its a killing machine
Its got everything
Like a driving power big fat tyres
And everything

I love it and I need it
I bleed it yeah its a wild hurricane
Alright hold tight
Im a highway star

Nobody gonna take my girl
Im gonna keep her to the end
Nobody gonna have my girl
She stays close on every bend
Oooh shes a killing machine
Shes got everything
Like a moving mouth body control
And everything

I love her I need her
I seed her
Yeah she turns me on
Alright hold on tight
Im a highway star

Nobody gonna take my head
I got speed inside my brain
Nobody gonna steal my head
Now that Im on the road again
Oooh Im in heaven again Ive got everything
Like a moving ground an open road
And everything

I love it and I need it
I seed it
Eight cylinders all mine
Alright hold on tight
Im a highway star

Nobody gonna take my car
Im gonna race it to the ground
Nobody gonna beat my car
Its gonna break the speed of sound
Oooh its a killing machine
Its got everything
Like a driving power big
Fat tyres and everything

I love it and I need it
I bleed it
Yeah its a wild hurricane
Alright hold on tight
Im a highway star
Im a highway star
Im a highway star

Riku avanto & Sp*rmaiset nakit - Nyt tuli sano muumi

Mr. Bungle - Squeeze Me Macaroni

"I wanna lock Betty Crocker in the kitchen
And knock her upper during supper
Clutter up her butter gutter
Hostess Ding Dong wrapped an eggroll around my wong
While Dolly Madison proceded to ping my pong
Your Milky Way is M'n'M in your britches
And I'll tell you Baby Ruth it looks mighty delicious
Keep blowing my gum, cuz here I come
I'm gonna get you all sticky with my Bubble Yum

Knick knack paddywhack and give your dog a bone, baby

I was givin' some head to some french bread
It was a four course orgy on the spread of my bed
French kissin' french fries in my Fruit of the Looms
I get deeper penetration with a fork and a spoon

I got yogurt meat loaf smeared all over my ass
I stick my weiner in two buns and and then give it the gas
Sour cream from my spleen into Levi jeans
Gonna bust the seams with my refried beans

Ronald McDonald just loves to be fondled
With Big Mac he'll fuck it like a Chicken McNugget
Colonel Sanders wants to goose Granny's loose caboose
He's gonna give her a boost with that Kentucky fried juice
Sooper doop poop scoop, loop de loop, chicken coop
Shoot some hoop, top sirloin from the groin
Topped with dick cheese, sneeze, wheeze,
From the skeez disease, wooi!

Take a dump, baby, squirt some gravy
Pour some sugar on me, honey, make it brown & runny
Give a little Flavor Flav, back from the grave
Gonna burn some toast, pump some humpin' rump roast

Knick knack paddywhack, jump in the sack, in fact
Jerk the smack and crack Jack from the back
Bananarama or ramabanana
Fuckin' Barry Manilow on the Copa Cabana

Squeeze me macaroni, slop your face with my bolony

You gotta syphon the spinach, you gotta cream the corn
Sperm scrambles the eggs and a meal is born
Cookin' like a beginner, but I'm goin' up in her
I had Fritos for lunch I'm havin' bush for dinner
Chef Boyardee and the Three Muskateers
Shove Charleston Chews in their rears like queers
"Holy moly, guacamole!" said my Chips Ahoy
I'm gonna pinch a ravioli on the Pillsbury dough boy

Knick knack paddywhack and give your dog a boner, baby

We came to pottie...we came to pottie down your throat"

Aivan loistava biisi, kuten lähes kaikki muutkin Mr. Bunglelta

Lainaus:28.06.2007 sivellevis kirjoitti:

System of a Down - Sugar

The kombucha mushroom people,
Sitting around all day,
Who can believe you,
Who can believe you,
Let your mother pray, (sugar)

Well I'm not there all the time you know
Some people, some people, some people,
Call it insane, yeah they call it insane, (sugar)
I play Russian roulette everyday, a man's sport,
With a bullet called life, yeah called life,(sugar)
You know that every time I try to go
Where I really want to be,
It's already where I am,
Cause I'm already there (sugar)

The kombucha mushroom people,
Sitting around all day,
Who can believe you,
Who can believe you,
Let your mother pray, (sugar)

I got a gun the other day from Sako,
It's cute, small, fits right in my pocket,
Yeah, right in my pocket, (sugar)
My girl, you know,
she lashes out every sometimes,

So What did I do, you ask?
whistled for a cab, and when it came near,
the license plate said "fresh" and there were dice in the mirror.

If anything I could say that this cab was rare,
but I thought "naw forget it, yo home to bel-air!"

I pulled up to the house about seven or eight and
I yelled to the cabbie "yo homes smell ya later!"

Looked at my kingdom, I was finally there.
To settle my throne as the prince of bel-air.

Aika hyvä.

Cannibal Corpse - Stripped, Raped, Strangled

"...they thing they know who I am, all they know is I love to kill.."

Kuvaa aika hyvin mun elämän kulkua, sen takia yks lempibiiseistäni.

Tears for Fears - Shout

Shout, shout, let it all out, these are the things I can do without
Come on, I'm talking to you, come on
Shout, shout, let it all out, these are the things I can do without
Come on, I'm talking to you, come on

In violent times, you shouldn't have to sell your soul
In black and white, they really really ought to know
Those one track minds that took you for a working boy
Kiss them goodbye, you shouldn't have to jump for joy
You shouldn't have to jump for joy

Shout, shout, let it all out, these are the things I can do without
Come on, I'm talking to you, come on

They gave you life, and in return you gave them hell
As cold as ice, I hope we live to tell the tale
I hope we live to tell the tale

Shout, shout, let it all out, these are the things I can do without
Come on, I'm talking to you, come on
Shout, shout, let it all out, these are the things I can do without
Come on, I'm talking to you, come on

Shout, shout, let it all out (let it all out)
These are the things I can do without
Come on, I'm talking to you, come on

And when you've taken down your guard
If I could change your mind, I'd really love to break your heart
I'd really love to break your heart

Shout, shout, let it all out
(Break your heart) these are the things I can do without
(I'd really love to break your heart) come on
I'm talking to you, come on
Shout, shout, let it all out, these are the things I can do without
Come on, I'm talking to you so come on

Shout, shout, let it all out, these are the things I can do without
Come on, I'm talking to you, come on
(They really really ought to know) Shout, shout, let it all out
(Really really ought to know) These are the things I can do without
(They really really) Come on, I'm talking to you, come on
(They really really ought to know) Shout, shout, let it all out
(I'd really love to break your heart)
These are the things I can do without
(I'd really love to break your heart)
Come on, I'm talking to you so come on
Shout, shout, let it all out, these are the things I can do without
Come on, I'm talking to you, come on...

CMX - Talvikunungas

En jaksa ruveta kirjottelemaan tämän 62minuutin mittaisen taideteoksen sanoja. Mutta on niin uskomattoman mahtavat!!!

Bob Dylanit (kaikki)