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[Dasher]

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

[Baldrimmer]

God Jezus Christus waar gaat Nederland naartoe???
Gert, jij verspreidt die meuk ook nog, MET FOTO!?! :chair:


Ik ben voorzitter van zijn fanclub ;)

[breadfan83]

Flogging Molly: Fuck you I'm drunk!

:beer:

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!

:beer:

[breadfan83]

Ik ben voorzitter van zijn fanclub ;)

Ik had niet anders verwacht...

[Baldrimmer]

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

[Der Typ Siebzehn]

:rolleyes: als we het dan toch over TC Matic hebben, en word ook geregeld gedraaid op StuBru ( :thumbup: 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

[polopower]

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.

[evilnyntje]

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.

[bobby-digital]

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


heerlijk nummer , standaard in de auto na het werk:D ff afblazen

[Der Typ Siebzehn]

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)

[Dasher]

Dit vind ik ook wel een lekker nummer :cool: vooral als je hem 's morgens na een knalfeest hoort :thumbup:

Wasn't that a Party
(Tom Paxton)

cho: Could've been the whiskey
Might've been the gin
Could've been the three or four six-packs, I don't know
But look at the mess I'm in
My head is like a football
I think I'm going to die
Tell me, me oh, me oh my
Wasn't that a party

Someone took a grapefruit
Wore it like a hat
I saw someone under my kitchen table
Talking to my old tom cat
They were talking about hockey
The cat was talking back
Long about then everything went black
Wasn't that a party

I'm sure it's just my memory
Playing tricks on me
But I think I saw my buddy
Cutting down my neighbour's tree

cho: Could've been the whiskey
Might've been the gin
Could've been the three or four six-packs, I don't know
But look at the mess I'm in
My head is like a football
I think I'm going to die
Tell me, me oh, me oh my
Wasn't that a party


Billy Joe and Tommy
Well they went a little far
They were sitting in the back yard, blowing on a sireen
From somebody's police car

So you see, Your Honour
It was all in fun
The little bitty track meet down on main street
Was just to see if the cops could run

Well they run us in to see you
In an alcoholic haze
I sure can use those thirty days
To recover from the party

cho: Could've been the whiskey
Might've been the gin
Could've been the three or four six-packs, I don't know
But look at the mess I'm in
My head is like a football
I think I'm going to die
Tell me, me oh, me oh my
Wasn't that a party

[Baldrimmer]

Lemmy on vocals :D

Hawkwind - Silver Machine



(Calvert / Brock)
I just took a ride
in a silver machine
and I'm still feeling mean
I got a silver machine
Do you want to ride
see yourself going by
other side of the sky
Well I got a silver machine
It flies sideways through time
It's an electric line
To your Zodiac sign
It flies out of a dream
It's anti-septically clean
You're gonna know where I've been
In my silver machine

[Baldrimmer]

Hier de clip : http://youtube.com/watch?v=g3Q4m_XzjHU

[Der Typ Siebzehn]

Aaah, yes yes! Silvermachine van Hawkwind, wat een kultplaat! :own: :rock: , ik had al flarden van die clip gezien op de DVD "Special Albums: Motörhead-Ace of spades", nu zou ik die clip dus helemaal kunnen zien, maar helaas dank(?)zij mijn computer gaat dat feest niet door :puter: verder dan een minuut kwam die niet :mad: :mad: :mad:

Desalniettemin thanx Baldrimmer! Ik zal die link kopieeren en via mail naar een kameraad van me sturen, die is helemaal Hawkwind/Motörhead + metal gek.

[Baldrimmer]

Martha & The Muffins
Echo Beach

I know it's out of fashion
And a trifle uncool
But I can't help it
I'm a romantic fool
It's a habit of mine
To watch the sun go down
On Echo beach, I watch the sun go down

From nine till five I have to spend my time at work
The job is very boring, I'm an office clerk
The only thing that helps pass the time away
Is knowing I'll be back at Echo Beach some day

On a silent summer evening
The sky's alive with light
Building in the distance
Surrealistic sight
On Echo Beach
Waves make the only sound
On Echo Beach
There's not a soul around

From nine till five I have to spend my time at work
The job is very boring, I'm an office clerk
The only thing that helps pass the time away
Is knowing I'll be back at Echo Beach some day

Echo Beach
Far away in time
Echo Beach
Far away in time

REPEAT AND FADE

[Der Typ Siebzehn]

Martha & The Muffins
Echo Beach

:rolleyes: ook een nummer wat me bekend is van die Belgische zender, ik geloof op de vaderlandse zenders (3FM en zulke shit) heb ik het nog nooit gehoord, echt een plaat uit de jaren `80.

[lwin]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UR-ndBko8TQ&eurl=http%3A%2F%2Fwww%2Eml75%2Enl%2F%3Fpage%3D4%26id%3D4921

dikke freestyle sessie live bij lijn5

[breadfan83]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KGU4ESDeE0E&mode=related&search=

Admiral:
This is Admiral Biatch to base camp,
it seems the stormtroopers have gone on strike
and I have no experience with this type of shit.
Who should I call for help?

Vader:
Its the V to the A to the D E R (Vader!)
Who reconstucted the Death Star.
With my slick suede suit thats black like tar,
Fucking you up no matter who you are

Palpatine:
Tell the motherfuckers 'bout sheer dark side!
Pull up on your planet, Death Star drive by!
We'll beat the rebels 'cause their skils aint shit!

Vader:
You see my tie fighter is the exact same lit!

Yoda:
Oh shit! Yoda on the scene,
900 year fee smoking Dagobah green,
bitches on my tip, like Lando on liquor.

Lando:
Ah youre just jealous cause my black dick's thicker.

Chewbacca:
*Wookie yell*

Lando:
Yo! Tell them Chewie, last night
I had Leia all drunk wanting to do me.

Luke:
Shut the fuck up man! Leia's my sister!
The only thing you're getting is a beat off, blister.

Ben Kenobi:
Luke! Use the force before
intercourse, but Luke!
Don't forget! Bitches ain't nothing but hoes and tricks!

(Ohh!)

Luke:
Obi-Wan, I'm the top gun! (Top Gun)
But you're the one, hotter than both suns!
Vader ain't shit, his head is cut up and split!
He's slower then the first Pentium Chip.

(DARKSIDE!)
Vader:
The one brings it worse to this fucking universe.

(REBELS!)
Luke:
(DARKSIDE!)
Palpatine:
I can feel the anger dwelling within you!

(REBELS!)
Yoda:
You also felt Vader's dick in you. BIATCH!

*Ununderstable Jabba Rap, that still sounds good*

Han Solo:
Jabba you aint nothing but a fat ass slug! *Jaba grunts*
Fake gold chains? You sorry ass thug *jabba grunts*
Sitting in your palace with your blue headed whore.
Trap door to the Rancor. *sound of someone falling*

C3PO:
Oh my, goodness gracious me!
I'm a gay man's golden fantasy!
Programmed for homo ectasy.
10 million forms of Gay positioning.
For my golden shower you must pay a fee,
but R2-D2 gives it up for free. *R2-d2 squeaks*
R2-D2 watch your language!
Always having sex with robotic strangers!

Jar Jar Binks:
Meesa like to drink and smoke all night!
Meesa like to fight and fucka yo wife.
Meesa no care cause meesa so dumb,
meesa will fuck you with my tongue.

Jar Jar Binks:
Yousa wants a meesa cause meesa wants some.
Yousa wants a meesa cause meesa wants some.
Yousa wants a meesa cause meesa wants some.
Meesa wants some cause meesa wanna cum.

Yoda:
Yeah boy! Go down the stars to all you bitches on that pussy planet Earth.
Fuck not with the rebels, for powerful are we with the force.
Im talking about some real deep space gangsta shit.
Now pass me the blunt Chew and lets fuck some sorry hoes up! *wookie shrill*

:D

[Baldrimmer]

Cool .. magere rap maar erg vermakelijk en goed gedaan .
Yoda steelt de show

[Baldrimmer]

RIP Brad

http://youtube.com/watch?v=r3BoG7xOZJk&mode=related&search=

Boston - More Than A Feeling

I looked out this morning and the sun was gone
Turned on some music to start my day
I lost myself in a familiar song
I closed my eyes and I slipped away

Its more than a feeling, when I hear that old song they used to play (more than a feeling)
I begin dreaming (more than a feeling)
till I see marianne walk away
I see my marianne walkin away

So many people have come and gone
Their faces fade as the years go by
Yet I still recall as I wander on
As clear as the sun in the summer sky

Its more than a feeling, when I hear that old song they used to play (more than a feeling)
I begin dreaming (more than a feeling)
till I see marianne walk away
I see my marianne walkin away

When Im tired and thinking cold
I hide in my music, forget the day
And dream of a girl I used to know
I closed my eyes and she slipped away
She slipped awa y. she slipped away.

Its more than a feeling, when I hear that old song they used to play (more than a feeling)
I begin dreaming (more than a feeling)
till I see marianne walk away
I see my marianne walkin away

[Der Typ Siebzehn]

"Charles Manson has stolen this song from the Beatles" zei Bobo van U2 op het album "Rattle and hum":

The Beatles - Helter Skelter:

When I get to the bottom I go back to the top of the slide
Where I stop and I turn and I go for a ride
Till I get to the bottom and I see you again
Yeah yeah yeah hey

Do you, don't you want me to love you
I'm coming down fast but I'm miles above you
Tell me tell me tell me come on tell me the answer
Well you may be a lover but you ain't no dancer

Now helter skelter helter skelter
Helter skelter yeah
Ooh!

Will you, won't you want me to make you
I'm coming down fast but don't let me break you
Tell me tell me tell me the answer
You may be a lover but you ain't no dancer

Look out helter skelter helter skelter
Helter skelter ooh

Look out, cos here she comes

When I get to the bottom I go back to the top of the slide
And I stop and I turn and I go for a ride
And I get to the bottom and I see you again
Yeah yeah yeah

Well do you, don't you want me to make you
I'm coming down fast but don't let me break you
Tell me tell me tell me the answer
You may be a lover but you ain't no dancer

Look out helter skelter helter skelter
Helter skelter

Look out helter skelter
She's coming down fast
Yes she is
Yes she is coming down fast

[Der Typ Siebzehn]

Een super zeldzame single van U2 van begin jaren `80, staat op geen later uitgebrachte verzamelaar van die band.

a celebration


Shake
Shake

Don't go
I believe in a celebration
I believe you set me free
I believe you can loose this chains
I believe you can dance with me
Dance with me

Shake
Shake
Shake
Shake

I believe in the third world war
I believe in the atomic bomb
I believe in the powers that be
But they won't overpower me

And, and you can go there too
And, and you can go go go go

Shake
Shake
Shake
Shake

And we don't have the time
And everything goes 'round and 'round
And we don't have the time
To watch the world go tumbling down

Go
Go

I believe in the bells of Christ's Church
Ringing for this land
I believe in the cells of Mount Joy
Doesn't understand

And, and you can go there too
And, and you can go go go go

I believe in the walls of Jericho (And you)
I believe they're coming down (Can go there too)
I belive in this city's children (And you)
I believe the trumpet's sound (Can go go go go)

And you can go there too
And you can gog o go go

I believe in what I'm doing
What am I doing here

[evilnyntje]

Post hier je songteksten deel 2

Ik trap af:

Regen verpest een midden maart, tenminste dat had ze gedacht.
Maar ik heb in m'n hoofd nog wat zonlicht bewaard, dus ik ben de laatste die lacht.

En met zonder jas, stap ik naar buiten,
begin ik m'n tocht vol goeie moed
Ik moet me inhouden niet te gaan fluiten,
zo loop ik de zon tegemoet.

Vandaag zie ik m'n vrienden van vroeger, gewoon om te zien of er ergens iets zit
van die jongens in ons die nergens om vroegen die niet wilden weten wat smaakt nou zou licht.

Refrein:
Ik heb tranen gelachen, onnozel gedaan en tenslotte tevreden.. het licht uitgedaan.

Ik word begroet met een klap op m'n schouder
hoe is het met jou, eerste grap eerste glas.
Hier in dit licht zijn we nauwelijks ouder, even een stilte dan lachen we pas.

Een voor een druppelt het binnen, de mannen van toen veranderen nooit.
Maar toch is er nog zoveel nieuws te verzinnen de mannen van toen veranderen nooit

Refrein:
Ik heb tranen gelachen, onnozel gedaan en tenslotte tevreden.. het licht uitgedaan.

De sterren voorspellen een ochtend in maart die fluistert; de lente begint
en ik kan hier op dit uur geen taxi meer krijgen maar het maakt me niet uit de lente begint

Refrein:
Ik heb tranen gelachen, onnozel gedaan en tenslotte tevreden.. het licht uitgedaan.

Ik heb tranen gelachen, onnozel gedaan en tenslotte tevreden.. het licht uitgedaan.

Het licht uitgedaan.

[Marcski]

There's a joker on the loose from the psychiatric ward
His face is up on the bulletin board with a reward
He'll stab you with a sword don't be fooled by his charm
He's probably armed with intent to do bodily harm
Ring the alarm, look for a man with green hair
Check at your girl's house, he was last seen there
He's has a mean stare but usually crack's jokes
Good luck on your mission and guard your backs folks

I make you think you're a best friend then
Why I oughtta
Hit a bitch snake from the back, I make you think you're a best friend then
Why I oughtta
Stay away from him he ain't no good!

We got the walkie-talkies to keep us all informed
Suited up head to toe in detective uniforms
Our unit storms in, we split the ghetto in sectors
Locking down every block and put up metal detectors
Protectors and be sure that you stand close
Watch each others backs and guard your command post
And most of all be advised that he's wise
He could be disguised as one of your very own guys

I make you think you're a best friend then
Why I oughtta
Hit a bitch snake from the back, I make you think you're a best friend then
Why I oughtta
Stay away from him he ain't no good!

I'm on a solo mission to find him personally
To settle the score and beat then him mercifully
For what he first did to me
It's sure to be the last
Following footprints with a magnifying glass
To drag his lying ass back to his padded cell
I'm mad as hell, on the trail of the tattle tail
I heard a yell the voice sounded familiar
"Give me your girlfriend or I'm gonna kill ya"

I make you think you're a best friend then
Why I oughtta
Hit a bitch snake from the back, I make you think you're a best friend then
Why I oughtta
Stay away from him he ain't no good!

I followed the voice that led down a flight of steps
Sneezing at dust, and swinging at the spider-webs
Inside the depths of his basement
I taste lint in my mouth, then the lights in the place… went!
I saw my life flash in front of my eyes
I felt a butcher knife slash at one of my thighs
None of my guys knew where I'm at I was doomed
Then I remembered the flashlight in my costume

I make you think you're a best friend then
Why I oughtta
Hit a bitch snake from the back, I make you think you're a best friend then
Why I oughtta
Stay away from him he ain't no good!

Dealing with backstabber's there was one thing I learned
They're only powerful when you got your back turned
I yearned for the day that we finally met again
So I can give him a taste of his own medicine
He shed his skin, then he promised to come clean
I took his butcher knife and jabbed it into his spleen
Cut him at the seam then dragged the fella home
Beating him over the head with the telephone

Attention all cars, attention all cars
Unit 313 has apprehended the suspect
He's going back to the crazy home, I repeat
He's going back to the crazy home, how about that?

I make you think you're a best friend then
Why I oughtta
Hit a bitch snake from the back, I make you think you're a best friend then
Why I oughtta
Stay away from him he ain't no good!
I make you think you're a best friend then
Why I oughtta
Hit a bitch snake from the back, I make you think you're a best friend then
Why I oughtta
Stay away from him he ain't no good!
I make you think you're a best friend then
Why I oughtta
Hit a bitch snake from the back, I make you think you're a best friend then
Why I oughtta
Stay away from him he ain't no good!

[evilnyntje]

Little field mice living under the house
Never eating much
Tough life for a mouse
And if you think you're gonna be spared
You're wrong

Field mice, head lice
Spiders in the kitchen
Don't think twice 'bout
Whatever keeps you itchin'
Ice water, flyswatter
Gonna get you through
The day

Heat is rolling in like hell's red rug
Stinking like the breath of beelzebub
And if you think you won't walk on coals
You will

Field mice, head lice
Spiders in the kitchen
Don't think twice 'bout
Whatever keeps you itchin'
Ice water, flyswatter
Gonna get you through
The day

[Mark1]

FF trug naar de seventies :

Jet Airliner

Leavin' home, out on the road
I've been down before
Ridin' along in this big ol' jet plane
I've been thinkin' about my home
But my love light seems so far away
And I feel like it's all been done
Somebody's tryin' to make me stay
You know I've got to be movin' on

Oh, Oh big ol' jet airliner
Don't carry me too far away
Oh, Oh big ol' jet airliner
Cause it's here that I've got to stay

Goodbye to all my friends at home
Goodbye to people I've trusted
I've got to go out and make my way
I might get rich you know I might get busted
But my heart keeps calling me backwards
As I get on the 707
Ridin' high I got tears in my eyes
You know you got to go through hell
Before you get to heaven

Big ol' jet airliner
Don't carry me too far away
Oh, Oh big ol' jet airliner
Cause it's here that I've got to stay

Touchin' down in New England town
Feel the heat comin' down
I've got to keep on keepin' on
You know the big wheel keeps on spinnin' around
And I'm goin' with some hesitation
You know that I can surely see
That I don't want to get caught up in any of that
Funky shit goin' down in the city

Big ol' jet airliner
Don't carry me too far away
Oh, Oh big ol' jet airliner
Cause it's here that I've got to stay

Oh, Oh big ol' jet airliner
Don't carry me too far away
Oh, Oh big ol' jet airliner
Cause it's here that I've got to stay
Yeah, yeah yeah, yeah

Big ol' jet airliner
Don't carry me too far away
Oh, Oh big ol' jet airliner
Cause it's here that I've got to stay

Oh, Oh big ol' jet airliner
Carry me to my home
Oh, Oh big ol' jet airliner
Cause it's there that I belong

By: Paul Pena (http://www.paulpena.com/bio.html)

[maniacmark]

1997!!!!:
Sweetbox: everything's gonna be allright

Everything's gonna be alright
Everything's gonna be alright

Who ever thought the sun would come crashing down
My life in flames my tears complete the pain
We fear the end, the dark as deep as river bed
My book of life incomplete without you here
Alone I sit and reminisce
Sometimes I miss your touch your kiss your smile
And meanwhile you know I never cry
'Cos deep down inside you know our love will never ever die

Everything's gonna be alright
Everything's gonna be okay
Everything's gonna be alright
Songtexte Together we can take this one day at a time
Can you take my breath away
Songtext Can you give him life today
'Cos everything's gonna be okay
Lyrics I'll be your strength, I'll be here when you wake up
Lyric
Take your time and I'll be here when you wake up
Liedertexte
I never thought my heart would miss a single beat
Caress your hand as I watch you while you sleep
Liedertext So sweet I weep as I search within
To find a cure, to bring you back again
Alle And the sun will rise open up your eyes
Surprise just a blink of the eye
Sweetbox I tried I tried to be positive
Your a fighter so fight, wake up and live
Everything's
Everything's gonna be alright
Everything's gonna be okay
Everything's gonna be alright
Gonna Together we can take this one day at a time
Can you take my breath away
Be Can you give him life today
'Cos everything's gonna be okay
Alright I'll be your strength, I'll be here when you wake up
Songtexte
Everything's gonna be alright

I'd give my life to only see you breathe again
Songtext Hand in hand as we walk on the white sands
To hear your voice rejoice as you rise and say
Lyrics This is the day that I wake and pray okay
Today's silence as time just moves on
Lyric You can't hear it though, but I'm playing my favourite songs
Liedertexte I miss you much, I wish you'd come back to me
Liedertext You see I'd wait a lifetime 'cos you're my destiny
Alle
Everything's gonna be alright
Everything's gonna be okay
Everything's gonna be alright
Sweetbox Together we can take this one day at a time
Can you take my breath away
Everything's Can you give him life today
'Cos everything's gonna be okay
Gonna I'll be your strength, I'll be here when you wake up alright
Be
Everything's gonna be alright
Everything's gonna be alright

[evilnyntje]

Mott the Hoople and the Game of Life. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Andy Kaufman in the wrestling match. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Monopoly, twenty one, checkers, and chess. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Mister Fred Blassie in a breakfast mess. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Let's play Twister, let's play Risk. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
See you in heaven if you make the list. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Hey Andy, did you hear about this one? Tell me, are you locked in the punch?
Hey Andy, are you goofing on Elvis? Hey baby, are we losing touch?
If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon
If you believe there's nothing up my sleeve, then nothing is cool

Moses went walking with the staff of wood. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Newton got beaned by the apple good. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Egypt was troubled by the horrible asp. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Mister Charles Darwin had the gall to ask. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Hey Andy, did you hear about this one? Tell me, are you locked in the punch?
Hey Andy, are you goofing on Elvis? Hey baby, are you having fun?
If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon
If you believe there's nothing up my sleeve, then nothing is cool

Here's a little agit for the never-believer. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Here's a little ghost for the offering. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Here's a truck stop instead of Saint Peter's. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Mister Andy Kaufman's gone wrestling (wrestling bears). Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Hey Andy, did you hear about this one? Tell me, are you locked in the punch?
Hey Andy, are you goofing on Elvis? Hey baby, are we losing touch?
If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon
If you believe there's nothing up my sleeve, then nothing is cool

If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon
If you believe there's nothing up my sleeve, then nothing is cool
If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon
If you believe there's nothing up my sleeve, then nothing is cool
If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon
If you believe there's nothing up my sleeve, then nothing is cool

[Dubweiser]

I'm feeling rough, I'm feeling raw, I'm in the prime of my life.
Let's make some music, make some money, find some models for wives.
I'll move to Paris, shoot some heroin, and fuck with the stars.
You man the island and the cocaine and the elegant cars.

This is our decision, to live fast and die young.
We've got the vision, now let's have some fun.
Yeah, it's overwhelming, but what else can we do.
Get jobs in offices, and wake up for the morning commute.

Forget about our mothers and our friends
We're fated to pretend
To pretend
We're fated to pretend
To pretend

I'll miss the playgrounds and the animals and digging up worms
I'll miss the comfort of my mother and the weight of the world
I'll miss my sister, miss my father, miss my dog and my home
Yeah, I'll miss the boredem and the freedom and the time spent alone.

There's really nothing, nothing we can do
Love must be forgotten, life can always start up anew.
The models will have children, we'll get a divorce
We'll find some more models, everything must run it's course.

We'll choke on our vomit and that will be the end
We were fated to pretend
To pretend
We're fated to pretend
To pretend

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[seven13]

John Denver Annie's song




You fill up my senses, like a night in the forest
Like the mountains in springtime,
Like a walk in the rain,
Like a storm in the desert,
Like a sleepy blue ocean,
You fill up my senses
Come fill me again

Come, let me love you
Let me give my life to you
Let me drown in your laughter,
Let me die in your arms
Let me lay down beside you,
Let me always be with you
Come let me love you,
Come love me again

You fill up my senses, like a night in the forest
Like the mountains in springtime,
Like a walk in the rain,
Like a storm in the desert,
Like a sleepy blue ocean,
You fill up my senses
Come fill me again


niet van mij tijd, maar als je gek bent op die ene..............

[seven13]

Pearl Jam Save You




Gonna save you fucker,.. not gonna lose you
feeling cocky and strong,.. can't let you go,..
too important to me

too important to us,.. wed be lost without you
baby, let yourself fall,.. i'm right below you now

and fuck me if i say something you don't wanna hear
and fuck me if you only hear what you wanna hear
fuck meif i care,.. but i'm not leaving here

you helped me when i was down,.. i'll help when you're down
why are you hitting yourself ?.. common hit me instead

let's pick up your will,.. it's grown fat and lazy
i'm sympathetic as well,.. don't go on me now

and i'm not leaving this life without you, i'm selfish and clear
and you're not leaving here without me, i don't wanna be without my best.. friend.
wake up, to see you could have it all

cause there is but you,.. and something whitin you
it's taken control,.. let's beat it, get up let's go!

oh you're in your own world, let's see the whole world
let's pick up your soul

and fuck me if i say something you don't wanna hear
and fuck me if you only hear the treble in your head
please help,.. me,.. to help you,.. help yourself

help me help yourself,.. please want me to,.. please let me to

help you

pearl jam is 1 van mijn favoriete bands.

[evilnyntje]

Jeden Sonntag kamen sie herüber,
Unsre Musikanten aus Athen.
Jeden Sonntag waren sie uns lieber
Und das können nur wir zwei verstehen.

Immer wieder Sonntags kommt die Erinnerung,
Ich hör die Bouzuki spielen.
Grade so wie in der Sonntag Nacht,
Als das Glück uns zwei nach Haus gebracht.

Immer wieder Sonntags kommt die Erinnerung
Und da sind dieselben Lieder,
Die wir hörten in der Sonntag Nacht,
Als Du mir das Glück gebracht.

Jede Sonntag Nacht war voller Lieder,
Mit den Musikanten aus Athen.
Und wir beide werden bald schon wieder,
Zu den Musikanten tanzen gehen.

Immer wieder Sonntags kommt ...
Ich hör ...
Immer wieder Sonntags kommt ...
Und da ...

Immer wieder Sonntags kommt ...
Ich hör ...
Immer wieder Sonntags kommt ...
Und da ...

[Siem]

sinterklaas kapoentje gooi wat in mijn schoentje,
gooi wat in mijn laarsje,
dank u sinterklaasje :screwy: :shake: :D
(grapje :rolleyes: )

Nee wel gaaf topic zo :thumbup:

[evilnyntje]

Took my superbird
Down to the track
Saw camaro duel hemi-stacks
Flag went down
Hear the rubber burn
Lucky shift
Got me in the turn
Must have been ridin
With lady luck
Flipping his wig
His gears are stuck
The camaro..
So far behind
I'm out of gear
Coasting to the line!

Solid!

Foot off the gas
A man alive
I shoved it down
Into overdrive
I pulled away
I'm feeling fine
Superbird screaming
Anytime

[Misha]

Hollereer - De Jeugd Van Tegenwoordig:

Daar komt vjezze
Holler at ya boy boy
Boy daar komt vjezze
Holler at ya boy
Daar komt vjezze
Holler at ya boy boy
Boy daar komt vjezze
Holler at ya boy

Je kan me vinden in de maccie of de wopperschuur
Saus op me shirt BA op me haute couture
Harder papi
Meer chanel dan coco
Vjezze fur
Meer stijl dan een homo

Je kijkt o zo zuur naar me haute couture
Want me haute couture is o zo duur
Kom niet zomaar, wat doet die met die ho's daar
Vjezze komt smooth, hij komt nu van clochard

Karl kanker kani's uurgh
Vaak komen ze in groepen
Te dom om te poepen
Oeniger dan koeien
Ik zal ze niet vervloeken
Het is niet hun schuld
Daarom fok je moeder

Ik weet zeker dat ik niks van je aan heb
Want jij bent slechts jij
En ik ben aan gek
Ik ben zo blij dat ik ben wie ik ben
Dat ik ga waar ga dat ik sta blablabla

Daar komt wiwa
Holler at ya boy boy
Boy daar komt wiwa
Holler at ya boy
Daar komt wiwa
Holler at ya boy boy
Boy daar komt wiwa
Holler at ya boy

Willes hoor yo wederom waarzinnig
Papi's geil op dope en die boys gaan innen
Kinnen omhoog borsten vooruit
Mic in de hand
En wat borsten voor buit
Hou het sickie zo simpel
Bespaar je de rimpels "je haat op mn stijl"
Terwijl je staat op mn gympen
Gemaakt om te pimpen
Jij om te fronten
Altijd in je ooghoek
Net als je oogpoep

Holler naar die bolle gooi die hals omhoog
Want zeg nou zelf ik ben kankerdope
Baas pop hopen doh' gewoon de illest
Nigger wees weg omdat hier een willes
Ok laat me eens vertel en wat het is
Wartaal spacet meer dan achilles
Tis die boy die met meer poes dan oedie
Nigga holler at ya boy, G

Faberyayo
Holler at ya boy boy
Boy faberyayo
Holler at ya boy
Faberyayo
Holler at ya boy boy
Boy faberyayo "was volgens mij dope maar ik doe het nog één keertje voor "le zekerheid"
Holler at ya boy

Laat het mokkel daar maar hobbelen op me hobbelpaard
F tot de aber jongen god maak de roddels waar
Praat met respect als de baas je wat zegt
Ik ben rijk, rap lastig en aantrekkelijk
Uitermate kek als ik slets schreckelek
Uitermate nep als ik raps van je rap
Klippen door je schuur
Dorp of plantsoen ghostwrite mn moer
Kork of tantu
Faber-yayo vader-lay low
Praat met 2-woords drama ego
Klik niet met caps en saaie air max
Schroom niet, zwaai met me hermes

Als ik de tent verlaat
Wordt de manager kwaad
Sletten staan stil
Echt de laatste plaat
Keer me om en die snollen hollen weer
Dus kom niet weer aan de rimmen met de hollereer

Je kijkt o zo zuur naar me haute couture want me haute couture is o zo duur (6x)


zo goed dit, ik vind vooral dat stukkie van vjezze fur over karl kanker kani's goed :D

[Volkswouter]

http://www.volksforum.com/albums/files/7/8/171_7143.jpg

Jeremy`s » Dartboard

I was committed to you (2X)
Now your picture is on my dartboard

I was committed to you (2X)

I was committed to you (2X)
Now your picture is on my dartboard

I was committed to you (2X)

I was committed to you
Ooh but then i thought it all thru
I was committed to you

I was committed to you
but then i thought it all thru
I was committed to you
Now your picture is on my dartboard

[scumbag]

Immer wieder Sonntags kommt ...
Ich hör ...
Immer wieder Sonntags kommt ...
Und da ...

Immer wieder Sonntags kommt ...
Ich hör ...
Immer wieder Sonntags kommt ...
Und da ...

Cindy und Bert, toch?

[scumbag]

Ik heb dus ook een favoriet nummer, en dit is de tekst.
Wie het ook kent is mijn vriend :thumbup:

Lord, won't you give me the strength to be strong, and be true
Cos, Lord, when the devil gets into my head, I'm so blue

You knock me, if you're so mighty, why waste your time with me
If I'm bad, ignorant and sad
Why waste your time, you're mad
You're just mad, because your life is sad
You've done nothing worth while
Twist the knife
Because you hate your life
My life you want to spoil

I'm never going to let
Your negative vibes and comments
Get through to my psyche and cripple me
I'm never going to let
Your negative vibes and comments
Get through to my psyche and cripple me
I never will forget
The suffering that my people went through
In my country and overseas

Were no use, verbal abuse
That's all you have to give
You preach nil, you're so cynical
Jesus, wake up and live
Your bad vibe will drive away your tribe
And where will you be then
All alone
Heart as cold as stone
Hurting yourself again

I'm never going to let
Your negative vibes and comments
Get through to my psyche and cripple me
I'm never going to let
Your negative vibes and comments
Get through to my psyche and cripple me
I never will forget
The suffering that my people went through
In my country and overseas

Lord, won't you give me the strength to be strong, and be true
Cos, Lord, when the devil gets into my head, I'm so blue

So blue

[seven13]

Counting Crows Sullivan Street





Take the way home that lead s back to Sullivan St.
Cr oss the water and home through the town
Past the shadows that fall down wherever we meet
Pretty soon I won't come around

I'm almost drowning in her sea
She's nearly fallen to her knees

Take the way home that leads back to Sullivan St.
Where all the bodies hang on the air
If she remembers, she hides it whenever we meet
Either way now, I don't really care

I'm almost drowning in her seas
She's nearly crawling on her knees
She's down on her knees

Take the way home that leads back to Sullivan St.
I'm just another rider burned to the ground

I'm almost drowning in her sea
She's nearly crawling on her knees
It's almost everything I need
I'm down on my knees
I'm down on my knees

[seven13]

Roger Daltrey Whotout your love




You can show me the way
Give me a sunny day
What does it mean
Without your love

And if I could travel far
If I could touch the stars
Where would I be
Without your love

Whenever I get to feel
Down and out
I think about what you said
And I’d give out

If I could fly away
If I could sail today
Where would I go
Without your love

You can show me the way
And give me a sunny day
What does it mean
Without your love

And if I could travel far
If I could touch the stars
Where would I be
Without your love

And if I ever wonder way
Too far
You’d come looking for me
With open arms

I could forget my home
Feel like a Rolling Stone
But who would I
Without your love

And what does it mean without your love
Where would I be

[evilnyntje]

Cindy und Bert, toch?
Jep, en dankzij Dirk niet meer uit mijn hoofd te krijgen sinds Oostenrijk.

[seven13]

Pearl Jam Better man




Title: Better Man



Waiting Watching The Clock It's Four O'clock

It's Got To Stop Tell Him Take No More

She Practices Her Speech As He Opens The Door She Rolls Over

Pretends To Sleep As He Looks Her Over



She Lies And Says She's In Love With Him Can't Find A Better Man

She Dreams In Color She Dreams In Red Can't Find A Better Man

Can't Find A Better Man X2

Ohh



Talking To Herself There's No One Else Who Needs To Know She Tells Herself Oh

Memories Back When She Was Sure And Strong And Waiting For The World To Come Along

Swears She Knew Him Now She Swears He's Gone



She Lies And Says She's In Love With Him Can't Find A Better Man

She Dreams In Color She Dreams In Red Can't Find A Better Man

She Lies And Says She Still Loves Him Can't Find A Better Man

She Dreams In Color She Dreams In Red Can't Find A Better Man

Can't Find A Better Man X2



She Loved Him Yeah She Don't Want To Leave This Way

She Feeds Him Yeah That's Why She'll Be Back Again

Can't Find A Better Man Can't Find A Better Man X3

Can't Find A Better Man

Ohh Ohh

Uh Huh X6

[seven13]

Boudewijn De Groot ik geloof




Nu hoef je nooit je jas meer aan te trekken,
en te hopen dat je licht het doet.
Laat buiten de stormwind nu maar razen,
in het donker.
want binnen is het warm en licht en goed!
Hand in hand naar buiten kijken waar de regen valt,
ik ziet het vuur van hoop en twijfel in je ogen!
en ik ken je diepste angst!!

Want je kunt niet zeker weten,
en alles gaat voorbij.
Maar,
ik geloof (5x)
in jou en mij!

En als je 's morgens opstaat ben ik bij je,
en misschien heb ik al thee gezet!
En als de zon schijnt buiten gaan we lopen,
door de duinen.
En als het regent gaan we terug in bed.
Uren langzaam wakker worden,
zwevent door de tijd.
Ik zie het licht door de gordijnen.
En ik weet 't verleden geeft geen zekerheid.

Want je kunt niet zeker weten en alles
gaat voorbij.
maar,
ik geloof (5x)
in jou en mij
ik geloof (5x)
in jou en mij.

Ik doe de lichten uit, en de kamer wordt
nu donker.
Een straat lantaarn buiten geeft wat licht.
En de dingen in de kamer worden vrienden die
gaan slapen!
De stoelen staan te wachten op 't ontbijt.

En morgen word ik wakker met de geur van
brood en honing,
de glans van 't gouden zonlicht in jou haar.
en de dingen in de kamer ik zeg ze
weltrusten.
Vanavond gaan we slapen, en morgen zien we
wel. Maar de dingen in de kamer,
zouden levenloze dingen zijn....
zonder Jou..!

En je kunt niet zeker weten,
want alles gaat voorbij,
Maar,
Ik geloof (5x)
in jou en mij
Ik geloof (5x)
in jou en mij

En je kunt niet zeker weten,
want alles gaat voorbij,
maar,
ik geloof (5x)
in jou en mij
ik geloof (5x)
in jou en mij

[seven13]

je kunt niet zeker weten en alles gaat voorbij maar ik geloof in jou en mij.

de dingen en de kamer zouden levenloze dingen zijn zonder jou.
.........
het doet vreselijk veel pijn als het toch niet gaat.

[seven13]

Herman Van Veen Een vriend zien huilen kan ik niet




Natuurlijk wordt alom gestredenen
en zwijgt voor velen de muziek,
de tederheid is overleden
en de illusies zijn doodziek.
Natuurlijk laat zich alles kopen
voor wie er maar het meeste biedt
en worden bloemen stukgelopen
maar een vriend zien huilen kan ik niet.
Natuurlijk hebben wij verloren
en wacht de dood ons aan het eind,
met onze schouders ver naar voren
staan wij nog amper overeind.
Natuurlijk zijn we vaak bedrogen
en liggen vogels in het riet,
die voor het laatst hebben gevlogen
maar een vriend zien huilen kan ik niet.
Worden er steden stukgesmeten
door kinderen van vijftig jaar
dan wordt het leed weer gauw vergeten
voor nieuw verdriet of nieuw gevaar.
en de stations vol met verdwaalden,
al te ver heen voor elk verdriet,
geen enk'le waarheid die het haalde,
maar een vriend zien huilen kan ik niet.

Natuurlijk spiegels zijn integer:
geen moed genoeg om jood te zijn,
niet elegant genoeg voor neger,
geen licht, alleen maar valse schijn.
in eigen kilheid zo gevangen
dat men voor liefde zich verschuilt,
zo aan het eind van elk verlangen,
maar dan een vriend te zien die huilt.

[Emiel]

NOFX - My Vagina

My vagina has two set of lips, but I dont get
Monthly blood drips, my vagina hardly even used
My vagina got lots of extra skin. they took my
Outtie and made it and made it in. turning dounie into
Marie osmand
Operation succesfull, but now I gotta pee thru a
Miniature hole, gotta remember to put the seat
Down and when I wipe my ass I go from
Front to back cause I dont wanna bladder infection
I never tought Id miss my vas deferans
I trade it for a pair of huge kins cans
Now I got to hang with lesbians
Operation paid up front now I show all
My friends my new designer cunt
They think Im kinda weird but thats
Ok with me cause now I kick their ass from the ladies tee theres
Nothing finer than having a vagina

[Arne]

Heyyy dat is nog es een band, vorige week nog live gezien @ Melkweg :cool:

NOFX
The Decline (1999)
The Decline

Where are all the stupid people from?
And how'd they get to be so dumb?
Bred on purple mountain range
Feed amber waves of grains
To lesser human beings, zero feelings

Blame it on
Human nature, mans destiny (mans destiny)
Blame it on the greediocracy (greediocracy)
Fear of God
The fear of change
The fear of truth

Add the Bill of Rights, subtract the wrongs
There's no answers
Memorize and sing star spangled songs
When the questions
Aren't ever asked
Is anybody learning from the past?
We're living in united stagnation

Father what have I done?
I took that 22
A gift to me from you
To bed with me each night
Kept it clean
Polished it well
Cherished every cartridge, every shell

Down, by the creek, under brush, under dirt
There's a carcass of my second kill
Down, by the park, under stone, under pine
There's a carcass of my brother William
Brother where, have you gone to?
I swear, I never thought I could
I see so many times
They told me to shoot straight
Don't pull the trigger, squeeze
That will insure a kill
A kill is what you want
A kill is why we breed

The Christians love their guns
The church and NRA
Pray for their salvations
Prey on the lower faiths

The story book's been read
And every line believed
Curriculum's been set
Logic is a threat
Reason searched and seized

Jerry spent some time in Michigan
A twenty year vacation, after all he had a dime
A dime is worth a lot more in Detroit
A dime in California, a twenty dollar fine

Jerry only stayed a couple months
It's hard to enjoy yourself while bleeding out the ass
Asphyxiation is simple and fast
It beats seventeen fun years of being someones bitch

Don't think (Stay)
Drink your wine (Home)
Watch the fire burn (Be)
His problems not mine (Safe)
Just be that model citizen

I wish I had a schilling
(For each senseless killing)
For every senseless killing
I'd buy a government
America's for sale
And you can get a good deal on it
(A good deal on it)
And make a healthy profit
Or maybe, tear it apart
Start with assumption
That a million people are smart
Smarter than one

Serotonin's gone
She gave up, drifted away
Sara fled, thought process gone
She left her answering machine on
The greeting left spoken sincere
Messages no one will ever hear

Ten thousand messages a day
A million more transmissions lay
Victims of the laissez faire
Ten thousand voices, a hundred guns
A hundred decibels turns to one
One bullet, one empty head
Now with Serotonin gone

The man who used to speak
Performs a cute routine
Feel a little patronized
Don't feel bad
They found a way inside your head
And you feel a bit misled
It's not that they don't care, yeah

The television's put a thought inside your head
Llike a Barry Manilow, jingle
I'd like, to teach the world to sing
In perfect harmony
A symphonic blank stare, yeah
It doesn't make you care (make you care)
Not designed to make you care (make you care)
They're betting you won't care (you won't...)

Place a wager on your greed
A wager on your pride
Why try to beat them when, a million others tried?

We are the whore
Intellectually spayed
We are the queer
Dysfunctionally raised

One more pill to kill the pain
One more pill to kill the pain
One more pill to kill the pain
Living through conformity

One more prayer to keep me safe
One more prayer to keep us warm
One more prayer to keep us safe
There's gonna be a better place

Lost the battle, lost the war
Lost the things worth living for
Lost the will to win the fight
One more pill to kill the pain

Na na na na na
La na na na na
Na na na na na
Na na na na na

The going get tough, the tough get debt
Don't pay attention, pay the rent
Next of kins pay for your sins
A little faith should keep us safe

Save us
The human, existence
Is failing, resistance
Essential, the future
Written off, the odds are
Astronomically against us
Only moron and genius
Would fight a losing battle
Against the super ego
When giving in is so damn comforting

And so we go, on with our lives
We know the truth, but prefer lies
Lies are simple, simple is bliss
Why go against tradition when we can
Admit defeat, live in decline
Be the victim of our own design
The status quo, built on suspect
Why would anyone stick out their neck?

Fellow members
Club "We've Got Ours"
I'd like to introduce you to our host
He's got his, and I've got mine
Meet the decline

We are the queer
We are the whore
Ammunition
In the class war
We are worker
We love our queen
We sacrifice
We're soilent green

We are the queer
We are the whore
Ammunition
In the class war

Met clip gemaakt door een fan:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b429zk6aTfs
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zd3zX_wBeBY&feature=related
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MRxRl9FM1dw&feature=related

punkrocknummertje van 18 minuten :D

[evilnyntje]

Damn NOFX liefhebber hier :), bestaan die nog?

[Emiel]

Hahah... Naar het scheint:)

[evilnyntje]

I speak peace when peace is spoken, But I speak war when your hate is provoking, The season is open 24-7-365, Man up yo time to ride, No need to hide behind slogans of deceit, Claiming that you're a religion of peace, We just don't believe you, We can clearly see through, The madness that you're feeding your people, Jihad the cry of your unholy war, Using the willing, the weak and poor, From birth drowning in propaganda, rhetoric and slander, All we can say is damn ya

My forefathers fought and died for this here
I'm stronger than your war of fear
Are we clear?
If you step in my hood
It's understood
It's open season

I don't need a faith that's blind, Where death and hate bring me peace of mind, With views that are stuck deep in the seventh century, So much sand in your eyes to blind to see, The venom that you leaders preach, Is the path to your own destruction, Your own demise, You might say that I don't understand but your disgust for me is what I realize, Surprise!
Your homicidal ways has got the whole world watching, Whole world scoping, So if you bring it to my home base, Best believe it, The season's open

I see you, Hell yeah I see you, Motherfucker naw, I don't wanna be you, If you come to my place, I'll drop more than just some bass, Yo you'll get a taste of a, Sick motherfucker from the Dirty, I ain't worrying not a fucking bit, I'm telescoping like Hubble, Yo you in trouble, Yo on the double, I'm wild with mine, Bring that style with mine, Fuck with my family I'll end your life, Just the way it is, Just the way it be, Do you understand? No matter if you're woman or man, or child, My profile is crazy, That shit you do doesn't amaze me, I'm ready to blaze thee

I don't give a damn what god you claim, I've seen the innocent that you've slain, On my streets you're just fair game, Like a pig walk to your slaughter, The heat here is so much hotter, And my views won't teeter totter or fluctuate, Step to me you just met your fate, And I'll annihilate, With the skill of a Shogun assassin, Slicing and dicing precise with a passion, In any shape form or fashion, Bring it to my home, Welcome to the danger zone, Cause your attitude's the reason, The triggers keep squeezing, The hunt is on and it's open season

It's Open Season

Stuck Mojo, weer back on track, gezien in het voorprogramma van Volbeat

[Tjaap]

In Bel-Air, California, born and raised
At the country club is where I spent most of my days.
Having a lark, relaxing all day
Driving some balls right down the fairway

When a band of ruffians, believing they had impunity
Started making trouble in my community
I got in one mere tussle and it gave my mom the willies,
She said "You're moving to your aunt and your uncle in West Philly."

I hired a limo, and as it drew near
The license plate said "DAPPER" and it had dice in the mirror.
I could only deduce that this limousine was quite frilly,
But I paid it no mind and directed the driver, "To West Philly!"

I arrived at the house at 7:34
And gave a generous tip to my kindly chauffeur
Looked upon my new residence, the weather was chilly
But I knew that I was now the Dapper Lad of West Philly

http://images.encyclopediadramatica.com/images/3/37/Carlton.png

[Richard]

It doesn't hurt me.
You wanna feel how it feels?
You wanna know, know that it doesn't hurt me?
You wanna hear about the deal I'm making?
You be running up that hill
You and me be running up that hill

And if I only could,
Make a deal with God,
And get him to swap our places,
Be running up that road,
Be running up that hill,
Be running up that building.
If I only could, oh...

You don't wanna hurt me,
But see how deep the bullet lies.
Unaware that I'm tearing you asunder.
There's a thunder in our hearts, baby.
So much hate for the ones we love?
Tell me, we both matter, don't we?

You, be running up that hill
You and me, be running up that hill
You and me won't be unhappy.

And if I only could,
Make a deal with God,
And get him to swap our places,
Be running up that road,
Be running up that hill,
Be running up that building,
If I only could, oh...

C'mon, baby, c'mon, c'mon, darling,
Let me steal this moment from you now.
C'mon, angel, c'mon, c'mon, darling,
Let's exchange the experience, oh...'

And if I only could,
Make a deal with God,
And get him to swap our places,
Be running up that road,
Be running up that hill,
With no problems [x2]

'If I only could, be running up that hill.' [x7]


en dan niet de kate bush maar de placebo versie
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4KEEXyRL0qE

[Area51]

en dan niet de kate bush maar de placebo versie
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4KEEXyRL0qE

Oehh, dit is wel een verkrachtte versie van het orgineel Ries :(

Dan hou ik het wel bij het orgineel uit 1985 (toen moest ik nog 17 worden ...);
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GuLlwUaEyr0

[Enesuatims]

I must have lit my seventh cigarette at half past two
And at the time I never even noticed I was blue
I must have kept on dragging through the business of the day
Without really knowing anything, I hid a part of me away
At five I must have left, there’s no exception to the rule
A matter of routine, I’ve done it ever since I finished school
The train back home again
Undoubtedly I must have read the evening paper then
Oh yes, I’m sure my life was well within it’s usual frame
The day before you came
When i travel then i always take cigarette with me. This is a very bad habit i know that but still now i can not make any journey without cigarette smoking. But I am not a chain smoker. Hope I will recover this.