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02-02-2007, 01:02
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geen idee of die al gepost is maar dit is in mijn ogen toch een van de mooiste nummers ooit
 Dire Straits Brothers in arms These mist covered mountains Are a home now for me But my home is the lowlands And always will be Some day you'll return to Your valleys and your farms And you'll no longer burn To be brothers in arm Through these fields of destruction Baptism of fire I've watched all your suffering As the battles raged higher And though they did hurt me so bad In the fear and alarm You did not desert me My brothers in arms There's so many different worlds So many different suns And we have just one world But we live in different ones Now the sun's gone to hell And the moon's riding high Let me bid you farewell Every man has to die But it's written in the starlight And every line on your palm We're fools to make war On our brothers in arms
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03-02-2007, 20:54
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mijn favo van dit moment
de Fixkes Makkik binnen makkik binnen om een lieke te beginnen over de dinges die kik mij ammaal herinner uit de goeien ouwen tijd van rekenen en vlijt een leven zonder zorgen ambitie of spijt heelder dagen gaan sjotten voor den donkere thuis alleen maar wa ravotten en t school daar kwam niks van in huis drei keer durven was doen maskes plagen liefde vragen en al wa ge zegt da waarde zelf me uw broek in den helft het was zo simpel ammaal zo simpel ammaal zo simpel as ik vraag het aan kvraagetaan er was nog gene gsm gene vtm en niemand die hannibal of murdock wilde zen rons honeymoon carolientje merlina met de parafix en voerdes was er niks we mochten niks mor dejen alles urbanus was nen held ons pa diejen oj nog haar en we telden al ons geld veur de kermis showen in de boksauto’s outrun in plaats van onze commodore er waren geen cd’s geen mp3’s alleen mor wa cassetjes en buurman wa doet u nu veur ons allereerste tetjes het was zo simpel ammaal zo simpel ammaal zo simpel as ik vraag het aan kvraagetaan derde couplet potteke potteke potteke vet de g’ed al honderd was men eerste brevet ’t songfestival jeuj later naar bed the reflex fl-fl-fl-flex op ons tennisracket ja jonges we zagen het groot we wieren ammel profvoetballer of piloot en haten was nog geen nationale sport alleen misschient die koteletten op ons bord bivakpotsen sponsen broekskes karbonaaien die knielappen die z’ aan ons broekskes wilden naaien betsaksaai bettemakemaai ik stop ermee wa is men schaai het was zo simpel ammaal zo simpel ammaal zo simpel as ik vraag het aan kvraagetaan
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#244
08-02-2007, 13:33
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Probot - Shake your blood
Hier vind je de clip : http://www.southern.net/southern/ba...SNN30_video.php Looking for relief in your miserable life You need some rock and roll And you better get it right Got to roll them bones, Do everything they say If you're cool, you're the fool. Make it work everyday. Rock out, make it quick My, my, my, let it rip Rock out, feeling good. Break your heart. Shake your blood. Out upon the stage, crowd is going wild, Love to see them women, babe I ain't in denial. Make you crazy too. Make you show it out. Feeling good, get some wood You should, You knew you could Rock out, do it now My, my, my, show me how Rock out, make it good. Break your heart. Shake your blood Want to be a winner, want to be the man. Want to drive yourself insane, Join up with the band Want to fall in love, want to make your mark Want to get out in the storm, want to break A thousand hearts Rock out, strike it rich My, my, my, it's a bitch Rock out, I knew you could Break your heart. Shake your blood
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#245
09-02-2007, 23:48
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 vocals by the good old Lem, helaas krijgt mijn computer die clip maar niet gedownload.  
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#246
12-02-2007, 19:14
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Flogging Molly Lyrics
Salty Dog  I'll wait for you till I turn blue There's nothin' more a man can do Don't get your bollocks in a twist Settle down, don't take a fit Ya drank with demons straight form Hell They almost nearly won as well Ya wiped the floor with victory Then puked until you fell asleep Blackened was the banshee's wail These boot will never fill her jail So you crawled into an empty boat For the Gulf of Mexico Till Cortez came an' when so did you From the ashes charred and blue Smellin' like a Salty Dog Back from Hell where you belong Anarchy, the scourge of every sea The Antichrist aboard a rig With us your cutthroat thieves The ship went down we all near drowned Ya stood there on the deck Till the Spanish came and flogged yer arse And dragged you from the wreck They threw a rope around yer neck To watch you dance the jig of death Then left ya for the starvin' crows Hoverin' like hungry whores One flew down plucked out yer eye The other he had in his sights Ya snarled at him, said leave me be I need the bugger so I can see
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#247
12-02-2007, 19:17
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hier nog een klein teasertje, raad de plaat
Breath it in and breath it out and pass it on it's almost out We're so creative and so much more We're high above, but on the floor
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#248
12-02-2007, 19:20
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K's Choice met Not An Addict. Paar jaartjes terug nog live gezien toen ze op krukken liep. Heel goede live-band! 
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#249
14-02-2007, 15:40
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JOHAN EN HERMAN - SAFESEX (2004)
 Handtekeningen na het liedje Vanavond….gaan wij naar de kroeg Vanavond….gooi ik em over de boeg Vanavond….pak ik een lekkere meid Die ik dan….in haar billen knijp We dansen….en we maken lol We zingen….alle zalen vol We zoenen…alle meiden hier En wie weet..nog veel meer plezier SAFESEX….doe een jasje aan SAFESEX….anders laat haar staan SAFESEX….doe nou niet zo dom SAFESEX… altijd een jasje om De nachten…gaan we swingend door De nachten…ja daar gaan we voor De nachten…badend in het bier Ik kan het ….echt wel vinden hier SAFESEX….doe een jasje aan SAFESEX….anders laat haar staan SAFESEX….doe nou niet zo dom SAFESEX… altijd een jasje om Wat vind je ervan Henkjan? Ga ik nu door naar de volgende ronde? Laten we eerlijk zijn, ja sex dat is heel erg fijn Dus iedere meid of vent…SAFESEX….dat is de nieuwe trend We dansen….en we maken lol We zingen….alle zalen vol We zoenen…alle meiden hier En wie weet..nog veel meer plezier SAFESEX….doe een jasje aan SAFESEX….anders laat haar staan SAFESEX….doe nou niet zo dom SAFESEX… doe altijd een jasje om Veiligvrijeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeen SAFESEX…la la laaaaa SAFESEX…la la laaaaa SAFESEX…la la laaaaa SAFESEX…la la laaaaa SAFESEX…la la laaaaa SAFESEX…la la laaaaa SAFESEX…la la laaaaa SAFESEX…la la laaaaa
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#250
14-02-2007, 16:04
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God Jezus Christus waar gaat Nederland naartoe???
Gert, jij verspreidt die meuk ook nog, MET FOTO!?! 
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#251
14-02-2007, 16:10
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LIMP BIZKIT met Break Stuff
Its just one of those days When you don't wanna wake up Everything is fucked Everybody sux You don't really know why But you want justify Rippin' someone's head off No human contact And if you interact Your life is on contract Your best bet is to stay away motherfucker It's just one of those days!! Its all about the he says she says bullshit I think you better quit talkin that shit (Punk, so come and get it) Its all about the he says she says bullshit I think you better quit Lettin' shit slip Or you'll be leavin with a fat lip Its all about the he says she says bullshit I think you better quit talkin that shit (Punk, so come and get it) Its just one of those days Feelin' like a freight train First one to complain Leaves with a blood stain Damn right I'm a maniac You better watch your back Cuz I'm fuckin' up your program And if your stuck up You just lucked up Next in line to get fucked up Your best bet is to stay away motherfucker Its just one of those days!! Its all about the he says she says bullshit I think you better quit talkin that shit (Punk, so come and get it) I feel like shit My suggestion is to keep your distance cuz right now im dangerous We've all felt like shit And been treated like shit All those motherfuckers that want to step up I hope you know I pack a chain saw I'll skin your ass raw And if my day keeps goin' this way I just might break somethin' tonight... I hope you know I pack a chain saw I'll skin your ass raw And if my day keeps goin' this way I just might break somethin' tonight... I hope you know I pack a chain saw I'll skin your ass raw And if my day keeps goin' this way I just might break your fuckin' face tonight!! Give me somethin' to break Give me somethin' to break Just give me somethin' to break How bout your fuckin' face I hope you know I pack a chain saw, what!!... A chain saw, what!!... A motherfucking chain saw, what!!... So come and get it
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#252
14-02-2007, 16:16
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14-02-2007, 16:29
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Flogging Molly: Fuck you I'm drunk!
I lean on the door but you won't let me in, 'cause you're sick and tired of me reeking of gin. Lock all the doors from the front to the back, And left me a note telling me I should pack. I walk in the bar and the fella's all cheer, Order me up a whiskey and beer. You ask me why I'm wrighting this poem, Some call it tavern but I call it home. Fuck you, I'm drunk Fuck you, I'm drunk Pour my beer down the sink I've got more in the truck. Fuck you, I'm drunk Fuck you, I'm drunk And I'm going to be drunk till the next time I'm drunk! You have given me option, you say I must choose, 'tween you and the liqour, then I'll take the booze! Jumpin' all flustered down to the south side, Where I'll sit down and excersize my Irish pride. Fuck you, I'm drunk Fuck you, I'm drunk Pour my beer down the sink I've got more in the truck. Fuck you, I'm drunk Fuck you, I'm drunk And I'm going to be drunk till the next time I'm drunk! Fuck you, I'm drunk Fuck you, I'm drunk Pour my beer down the sink I've got more in the truck. Fuck you, I'm drunk Fuck you, I'm drunk And I'm going to be drunk till the next time I'm drunk!
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#254
14-02-2007, 16:31
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Ik had niet anders verwacht...
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#255
14-02-2007, 16:54
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Voor breadfan dan maar .. een van de rustigere nummers van TC Matic
Titel: Elle adore le noir Jaar: 0 Wie: T.C. Matic Tekst: Cent et seize Chez Marie Louise J'ai pas d'argent Je ne suis pas un amant Night and day Day and night My heart is hooked on her My heart is hooked on her Elle adore le noir Pour sortir le soir Elle adore le noir Pour sortir le soir Fille sans mère Fille sans père Elle expose ses seins pour du pain The look in her eyes was a long way From the look of love The look of love Elle adore le noir Pour sortir le soir Elle adore le noir Pour sortir le soir Elle adore le noir Pour sortir le soir Elle adore le noir Pour sortir le soir They all know her body But not her mind Le jour s'est comme le soir La nuit comme un au revoir Hey dear mind of mine Go ahead and smile Dear mind of mine Go ahead and smile Elle adore le noir Pour sortir le soir Elle adore le noir Pour sortir le soir Little is known Much is said Little is known Much is said Elle adore le noir Pour sortir le soir Elle adore le noir Pour sortir le soir
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#256
14-02-2007, 23:19
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als we het dan toch over TC Matic hebben, en word ook geregeld gedraaid op StuBru ( top zender!) : oh la la la And it rolls And it goes I see lovers I see losers And it's heavy And it's funny Sparks fly tears roll O la la la O la la la C'est magnifique Too many failures Too many winners Have a good time Too much nothing Tooty frooty wooty Tooty frooty wooty She looks so snappy she's so pretty She looks so snappy she's so pretty O la la la O la la la C'est magnifique Too much pressure Too much talk Too many singers Too many songs O la la la O la la la C'est magnifique O la la la O la la la
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15-02-2007, 15:57
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Billy Bragg
"Waiting For The Great Leap Forwards" live on October 5th, 2006 It may have been Camelot for Jack & Jacqueline But on the Hugo Chavez highway, filling up with gasoline, Little Donald Rumsfeld spies a rich lady who's crying Over luxury's disappointments, so he goes over and he's trying To sympathize with her, but he thinks that he should warn her To prepare to be bombed back into the Stone Age In the former Soviet Union, the citizens demand To know why they're still the target of Strategic Air Command And they shake their fists in anger and respectfully suggest We take the money from our missiles and spend it on our hospitals instead The Cold War now is over, but the stakes are getting higher I'm frightened of collateral damage, and of friendly fire and I don't believe we can defeat no axis of evil by putting smart bombs in the hands of dumb people Mixing pop and politics, they ask me what the use is I offer 'em my acupuncturist and my masseuses While looking down the corridor out to where my ego is waiting I'm looking for the New World Order Jumble sales are organized, all my mates got fat Even after all this time, y'know you can still send me a fax You can be active with the activists, or sleeping with the media While you're waiting for the Great Leap Forwards One leap forwards, two leaps back, Will YouTube give MTV the sack? Waiting for the Great Leap Forwards Well here comes the future, and you can't run from it If you've got a website, I wanna be on it Waiting for the Great Leap Forwards In a perfect world, we'd all sing in tune, But this is reality, not American Idol Waiting for the Great Leap Forwards So join the struggle while you may The revolution's just an ethical haircut away When you're waiting for the Great Leap Forwards Dit is niet de originele tekst van de album versie, maar één van de vele variaties die hij heeft gebracht tijdens een live optreden.
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#258
15-02-2007, 18:15
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The Vandals, Soccer mom,
Gliding across the lawn, Oranges and Evian, And pizza right after the game. Just tell me where and when, Volvos and collagen. Hope you might feel the same. My soccer mom, it's on. Knew all along, So right, it's so wrong. Pray to God that you're thinking what I'm thinking. I know you're bratless every other weekend. Let your hair down and keep it all a secret. No reason why it couldn't be that way. If you say yes right now, I'll make it work somehow. Those fancy dinners don't come free. Don't know just where he went. But with that settlement, You should be taking me. My soccer mom, it's on. Knew all along, So right, it's so wrong. Pray to God that you're thinking what I'm thinking. I know you're bratless every other weekend. Let your hair down and keep it all a secret. No reason why it couldn't be that way. Tell me I'm the one for you, Even if it isn't true. I'd pretend to like those two Snot...kids. And if it had to end, I think that my heart could eventually mend, I'd keep my fingers crossed for another MILF like you. Pray to God that you're thinking what I'm thinking. I know you're bratless every other weekend. Let your hair down and keep it all a secret. No reason why it couldn't be that way. Tell me I'm the one for you, Even if it isn't true. I'd pretend to like those two, I'd do anything my soccer mom.
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15-02-2007, 18:24
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23-02-2007, 14:48
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nu net op StuBru, Pixies met "Debaser"
Got me a movie I want you to know Slicing up eyeballs I want you to know Girlie so groovy I want you to know Don't know about you But I am un chien Andalusia I am un chien Andalusia (x3) Wanna grow Up to be Be a debaser Debaser (x5) Got me a movie Ha ha ha hoa Slicing up eyeballs Ha ha ha hoa Girlie so groovie Ha ha ha hoa Don't know about you But I am un chien Andalusia I am un chien Andalusia (x3) Debaser (x5)
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