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Started by Basivity, Nov 05 2007 01:28 PM
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#821
Posted 15 February 2010 - 03:04 AM
J.B.O. - Roots Bloody Roots
Roots bloody roots
Roots bloody roots
Roots bloody roots
Roots bloody roots
I believe in our fate
We don't need to fake
It's all we wanna be
Watch me freak !!
I say
We're growing every day
Getting stronger in every way
I'll take you to a place
Where we shall find our
Roots bloody roots
Roots bloody roots
Roots bloody roots
Roots bloody roots
Rain
Bring me the strength
Is breeding me this way
To get to another day
And all I want to see
Set us free
Why
Can't you see
Can't you feel
This is real
Mama mia
I pray
We don't need to change
Our ways to be saved
That all we wanna be
Watch us freak
I feel the same way about disco as I do about herpes.
Hunter S. Thompson



Wenn ich Kultur höre ... entsichere ich meinen Browning!
Hunter S. Thompson



Wenn ich Kultur höre ... entsichere ich meinen Browning!
#822
Posted 16 February 2010 - 06:22 PM
England belongs to me (Cock sparrer)
Years of being told you ain’t as good as us,
Join the line, sign your name.
And they all say that our country’s going bust,
But no one’s fooling us again.
England belongs to me,
A nation’s pride the dirty water of the rivers.
No one can take away our memory.
Oh, oh, England belongs to me!
We’ll show the world that the boys are back to stay
And you all know what we can do.
Heads held high, fighting all the way
For the red, white and blue.
Years of being told you ain’t as good as us,
Join the line, sign your name.
And they all say that our country’s going bust,
But no one’s fooling us again.
England belongs to me,
A nation’s pride the dirty water of the rivers.
No one can take away our memory.
Oh, oh, England belongs to me!
We’ll show the world that the boys are back to stay
And you all know what we can do.
Heads held high, fighting all the way
For the red, white and blue.
#823
Posted 16 February 2010 - 06:37 PM
Gibonni
Mirakul
Divno je kad žena ima petlju
Da te uzme k sebi
Onda kad si slab
Divno je kad cutiš snagu njenu
Koja vadi me iz moga blata van
Divno je...
Divno je kad izlaziš na svjetlo
Dok priviknu se oci
Znam da nisam sam
Divno je i ne dogaða se cesto
Taman toliko da sam o njoj ovisan
Divno je...
Je te donne ma liberte
A to ne slièi na mene
Jer sve je moje njeno
Kao zapleteno
Prokleto i sveto za mene
Something in my bones
Something under skin
Something in her words
It's miracle for me
It's a miracle
Je te donne ma liberte
She makes me a better man
Odakle joj pravo
Znati me ovako
I uci mi pod kožu zauvijek?
Odakle joj pravo?
Something in my bones
Something under skin
Something in her words
It's miracle for me
It's a miracle
She makes me a better man.
"S koliko godina postajes umoran, sam i star...kad nemas kad da budes mlad?"
#824
Posted 16 February 2010 - 11:23 PM
Milan 2 - 3 Man. United
Ne budite Pele, Koroman sam ja,
od Rajziger ljute i od Kandela,
ne budite Pele, Koroman sam ja,
ni majka me jutros nije Huntelar.
Cele noći Kanavaro s njom sam Figo,
jedva Mutu da sam jutros Ronaldinjo!
Cele noći Kanavaro s njom sam Figo,
jedva Mutu da sam jutros Ronaldinjo!
Uvek s njom kad Šuker, Kralj se odmah Nađ,
Batistuta ona, Savićević ja,
k'o Roberto Karlos da sam Van der Sar,
ni majka me jutros nije Huntelar.
Cele noći Kanavaro s njom sam Figo,
jedva Mutu da sam jutros Ronaldinjo!
Cele noći Kanavaro s njom sam Figo,
jedva Mutu da sam jutros Ronaldinjo!
Od kako je Gulit to se dobro Stam,
da u svemu Guti Anelka Zidan,
Kolarov je bila Govedarica,
ni majka me jutros nije Huntelar.
Ne budite Pele, Koroman sam ja,
od Rajziger ljute i od Kandela,
ne budite Pele, Koroman sam ja,
ni majka me jutros nije Huntelar.
Cele noći Kanavaro s njom sam Figo,
jedva Mutu da sam jutros Ronaldinjo!
Cele noći Kanavaro s njom sam Figo,
jedva Mutu da sam jutros Ronaldinjo!
Uvek s njom kad Šuker, Kralj se odmah Nađ,
Batistuta ona, Savićević ja,
k'o Roberto Karlos da sam Van der Sar,
ni majka me jutros nije Huntelar.
Cele noći Kanavaro s njom sam Figo,
jedva Mutu da sam jutros Ronaldinjo!
Cele noći Kanavaro s njom sam Figo,
jedva Mutu da sam jutros Ronaldinjo!
Od kako je Gulit to se dobro Stam,
da u svemu Guti Anelka Zidan,
Kolarov je bila Govedarica,
ni majka me jutros nije Huntelar.
Edited by S.G., 16 February 2010 - 11:28 PM.
I feel the same way about disco as I do about herpes.
Hunter S. Thompson



Wenn ich Kultur höre ... entsichere ich meinen Browning!
Hunter S. Thompson



Wenn ich Kultur höre ... entsichere ich meinen Browning!
#825
Posted 07 April 2010 - 02:41 PM
JELLO BIAFRA & THE MELVINS
Kali-Fornia Uber Alles 21st Century
I am Governor Schwarzenneger
Pretty soon I'll be dictator
When they make me President.
Democracy is going away
Hasta la vista, Baby!
I will command all of you
Kindergarten Cop in every school
Or i will Terminate you!
Kali-fornia uber alles
Kali-fornia uber alles
Uber alles Kali-fornia
Uber alles Kali-fornia
Enron will control you
Like they staged the recall coup
Steroids for the master race
So you all can have my face!
Close your eyes, can't happen here
Bush and Cheney are already here
Third Reich will come back, you say
Now that Fox news has their way
Can I grope your titties today?
Kali-fornia uber alles
Kali-fornia uber alles
Uber alles Kali-fornia
Uber alles Kali-fornia
Mandate: Two-Thousand-und-four
Knock knock at your bedroom door
It's the Homeland Security Police
You're a terrorist, and so is your niece
Drag you secretly to a camp
Where we keep all the girlie men
Don't you worry, it's for a cause
Feeding Haliburton's claws
Die on your feet of uranium gas
North Korea or Iraq
Run you over with my Hummer, Baby
When you mess with Schwarzenneger
And all the money that's making him bigger.
Kali-fornia uber alles
Kali-fornia uber alles
Uber alles Kali-fornia
Uber alles Kali-fornia
I'll be back!
Kali-Fornia Uber Alles 21st Century
I am Governor Schwarzenneger
Pretty soon I'll be dictator
When they make me President.
Democracy is going away
Hasta la vista, Baby!
I will command all of you
Kindergarten Cop in every school
Or i will Terminate you!
Kali-fornia uber alles
Kali-fornia uber alles
Uber alles Kali-fornia
Uber alles Kali-fornia
Enron will control you
Like they staged the recall coup
Steroids for the master race
So you all can have my face!
Close your eyes, can't happen here
Bush and Cheney are already here
Third Reich will come back, you say
Now that Fox news has their way
Can I grope your titties today?
Kali-fornia uber alles
Kali-fornia uber alles
Uber alles Kali-fornia
Uber alles Kali-fornia
Mandate: Two-Thousand-und-four
Knock knock at your bedroom door
It's the Homeland Security Police
You're a terrorist, and so is your niece
Drag you secretly to a camp
Where we keep all the girlie men
Don't you worry, it's for a cause
Feeding Haliburton's claws
Die on your feet of uranium gas
North Korea or Iraq
Run you over with my Hummer, Baby
When you mess with Schwarzenneger
And all the money that's making him bigger.
Kali-fornia uber alles
Kali-fornia uber alles
Uber alles Kali-fornia
Uber alles Kali-fornia
I'll be back!
I feel the same way about disco as I do about herpes.
Hunter S. Thompson



Wenn ich Kultur höre ... entsichere ich meinen Browning!
Hunter S. Thompson



Wenn ich Kultur höre ... entsichere ich meinen Browning!
#826
Posted 09 April 2010 - 11:25 AM
Parni valjak - U ljubav verujem
Stavi malo boje
Malo crvene
Crvene ko' ljubav
Sto ne prestaje
Pa onda malo sute
Za sunčan dan
A za vedro nebo
Boju znas I sam
Kazi da sam blesav
Pjevam pjesme naivne
Al' ne mozes mi nista - smijem se
Nađi sretne misli
Kao petar pan
Letjeti je lako
Kad si bezbrizan
Ma dodaj malo boje
U ovaj sivi san
Pogledaj u nebo
Nisi vise sam
Kazi da sam blesav
Pjevam pjesme naivne
Al' ne mozes mi nista - smijem se
Jer ja u ljubav vjerujem
Jer ja sam opet zaljubljen
Stavi malo boje
Malo crvene
Crvene ko' ljubav
Da ne prestane
Ma dodaj malo boje
U ovaj sivi san
Ako isto mislis
Nećes biti sam
Stavi malo boje
Malo crvene
Crvene ko' ljubav
Sto ne prestaje
Pa onda malo sute
Za sunčan dan
A za vedro nebo
Boju znas I sam
Kazi da sam blesav
Pjevam pjesme naivne
Al' ne mozes mi nista - smijem se
Nađi sretne misli
Kao petar pan
Letjeti je lako
Kad si bezbrizan
Ma dodaj malo boje
U ovaj sivi san
Pogledaj u nebo
Nisi vise sam
Kazi da sam blesav
Pjevam pjesme naivne
Al' ne mozes mi nista - smijem se
Jer ja u ljubav vjerujem
Jer ja sam opet zaljubljen
Stavi malo boje
Malo crvene
Crvene ko' ljubav
Da ne prestane
Ma dodaj malo boje
U ovaj sivi san
Ako isto mislis
Nećes biti sam
''Mrav radi, tegli i od njega nije postalo nista. A majmun se zezao po drvecu i od njega je postao covek.''
#827
Posted 27 June 2010 - 11:07 AM
Bob
I, man, am regal a German am I
Never odd or even
If I had a hi-fi
Madam, I'm Adam
Too hot to hoot
No lemons, no melon
Too bad I hid a boot
Lisa Bonet ate no basil
Warsaw was raw
Was it a car or a cat I saw?
Rise to vote, sir
Do geese see God?
"Do nine men interpret?" "Nine men," I nod
Rats live on no evil star
Won't lovers revolt now?
Race fast, safe car
Pa's a sap
Ma is as selfless as I am
May a moody baby doom a yam?
Ah Satan sees Natasha
No devil lived on
Lonely Tylenol
Not a banana baton
No "x" in "Nixon"
O, stone, be not so
O Geronimo, no minor ego
"Naomi", I moan
"A Toyota's a Toyota"
A dog, a panic in a pagoda
Oh, no! Don Ho!
Nurse, I spy gypsies -- run!
Senile felines
Now I see bees I won
UFO tofu
We panic in a pew
Oozy rat in a sanitary zoo
God! A red nugget! A fat egg under a dog!
Go hang a salami, I'm a lasagna hog
I feel the same way about disco as I do about herpes.
Hunter S. Thompson



Wenn ich Kultur höre ... entsichere ich meinen Browning!
Hunter S. Thompson



Wenn ich Kultur höre ... entsichere ich meinen Browning!
#828
Posted 18 October 2010 - 01:51 AM
Cannibal Corpse Cover
Rancid Amputation
Ripping through flesh is what I do best
Tear off an arm
Amputated neck
Eyes removed, cranium smashed
Decomposing remains, severed in half
Torsos hang from their own intestines
Raped of all bodily extentions, stumps wreathing
Like infection
Suffering through a Rancid amputation
My muscles tighten as I feel the rush
I look at your corpse starting gush
Internal rot beginning to clot
I will swallow your pus
Suffering Rancid amputation
Dying slowly never to rest, nerves are quivering as I rip
Removal of life on the blade of my knife
Rape the limbless cadaver
Lyrics by George Corpsegrinder Fisher

Sodoma I Gomora
Rancid Amputation
Ripping through flesh is what I do best
Tear off an arm
Amputated neck
Eyes removed, cranium smashed
Decomposing remains, severed in half
Torsos hang from their own intestines
Raped of all bodily extentions, stumps wreathing
Like infection
Suffering through a Rancid amputation
My muscles tighten as I feel the rush
I look at your corpse starting gush
Internal rot beginning to clot
I will swallow your pus
Suffering Rancid amputation
Dying slowly never to rest, nerves are quivering as I rip
Removal of life on the blade of my knife
Rape the limbless cadaver
Lyrics by George Corpsegrinder Fisher

Sodoma I Gomora
"Then the Lord rained brimstone and fire on Sodom and Gomorrah, from the Lord out of the heavens" Genesis 19:24. "Turning the cities of Sodom and Gomorrah into ashes, condemned them to destruction, making them an example to those who afterward would live ungodly" II Peter 2:6.
#830
Posted 05 August 2011 - 12:57 PM
Get Back In Line :
We live on borrowed time, hope turned to dust,
Nothing is forgiven we fight for every crust.
The way we are is not the way we used to be my friend,
All things come to he who waits, the waiting never ends.
We are the chosen few; we are the frozen crew,
We don't know what to do, just wasting time.
We don't know when to quit, we don't have room to spit,
But we'll get over it, get back in line.
Stuck here ten thousand years, don't know how to act,
Everything forgotten, specially the facts.
The way we live is running scared; I don't like it much,
All things come to he who waits but these days most things suck.
We are the chosen ones, we don't know right from wrong,
We don't know what's going on, don't know enough to care.
We are the dogs of war; don't even know what for,
But we obey the law, get back in line.
We are trapped in luxury, starving on parole,
No one told us who to love, we have sold our souls.
Why do we vote for faceless dogs? We always take the bait.
All things come to he who waits, but all things come too late.
We are the sacrifice, and we don't like advice,
We always pay the price, pearls before swine.
Now we are only slaves, already in our graves,
And if you think that Jesus saves, get back in line.
If you think that Jesus saves, get back in line.
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I feel the same way about disco as I do about herpes.
Hunter S. Thompson



Wenn ich Kultur höre ... entsichere ich meinen Browning!
Hunter S. Thompson



Wenn ich Kultur höre ... entsichere ich meinen Browning!
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