I like to party fucking hard. I like my rock and roll the same. Don't give a fuck if I burn out. Don't give a fuck if I fade away. So back to the Motor-League with me before I'm forced to face the wrath of a well-heeled buying public who live vicariously through tortured-artist college-rock and floor-punching macho pabulum. Back to the Motor League I go. Once thought I drew a lucky hand. Turned out to be a live grenade of play-acting "anarchists" and Mommy's-little-skinheads, death-threats and sycophants and wieners drunk on straight-edge. Fuck off. Who cares? I'd rather hi-lite Trip-Tiks than listen to your bullshit. Fuck off. Who cares about your stupid scenes, your shitty zines, the straw-men you build up to burn. It never ceases to amaze me and as I'm suffering your perfection it reminds me of my own race to redress my own sad history of mouthed feet. Eaten hats. Teated bulls. Amish phone-books. Drunken brawls. But what have we here? 15 years later it still reeks of eSwill and Chickenshit Conformists with their fists in the air; like-father, like-son "rebels bloated on korn, eminems and bizkits. Lord, hear our prayer: take back your Amy Grant mosh-crews and your fair-weather politics. Blow-dry my hair and stick me on a ten-speed. Back to the Motor League. I guess life is just a popularity contest. Success, the ability to perform within a framework of obedience. Just ask the candy-coated Joy-Cam rock-bands selling shoes for venture-capitalists, silencing competing messages, rounding off the jagged edges. Today is good day to die.
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Heartbreaker - Led Zeppelin
(Bonham/Jones/Page/Plant)
Hey fellas, have you heard the news? You know that Annie's back in town?
It won't take long just watch and see how the fellas lay their money down.
Her style is new but the face is the same as it was so long ago,
But from her eyes, a different smile like that of one who knows.
Well, it's been ten years and maybe more since I first set eyes on you.
The best years of my life gone by, here I am alone and blue.
Some people cry and some people die by the wicked ways of love;
But I'll just keep on rollin' along with the grace of the Lord above.
People talkin' all around 'bout the way you left me flat,
I don't care what the people say, I know where their jive is at.
One thing I do have on my mind, if you can clarify please do,
It's the way you call me by another guy's name when I try to make love to you.
I try to make love but it ain't no use.
Work so hard I couldn't unwind, get some money saved;
Abuse my love a thousand times, however hard I tried.
Heartbreaker, your time has come, can't take your evil way;
Go away, Heartbreaker.
(Bonham/Jones/Page/Plant)
Hey fellas, have you heard the news? You know that Annie's back in town?
It won't take long just watch and see how the fellas lay their money down.
Her style is new but the face is the same as it was so long ago,
But from her eyes, a different smile like that of one who knows.
Well, it's been ten years and maybe more since I first set eyes on you.
The best years of my life gone by, here I am alone and blue.
Some people cry and some people die by the wicked ways of love;
But I'll just keep on rollin' along with the grace of the Lord above.
People talkin' all around 'bout the way you left me flat,
I don't care what the people say, I know where their jive is at.
One thing I do have on my mind, if you can clarify please do,
It's the way you call me by another guy's name when I try to make love to you.
I try to make love but it ain't no use.
Work so hard I couldn't unwind, get some money saved;
Abuse my love a thousand times, however hard I tried.
Heartbreaker, your time has come, can't take your evil way;
Go away, Heartbreaker.
1000 posts
i love you guys
here's a celebration song
Muse - "Stockholm Syndrome"
I won't stand in your way
let your hatred grow
and she'll scream
and she'll shout
and she'll pray
and she had a name
yeah she had a name
and I won't hold you back
let your anger rise
and we'll fly
and we'll fall
and we'll burn
no one will recall
no one will recall
this is the last time I'll abandon you
and this is the last time I'll forget you
I wish I could
look to the stars
let hope burn in your eyes
and we'll love
and we'll hope
and we'll die
all to no avail
all to no avail
this is the last time I'll abandon you
and this is the last time I'll forget you
I wish I could
this is the last time I'll abandon you
and this is the last time I'll forget you
I wish I could
I wish I could
i love you guys
here's a celebration song
Muse - "Stockholm Syndrome"
I won't stand in your way
let your hatred grow
and she'll scream
and she'll shout
and she'll pray
and she had a name
yeah she had a name
and I won't hold you back
let your anger rise
and we'll fly
and we'll fall
and we'll burn
no one will recall
no one will recall
this is the last time I'll abandon you
and this is the last time I'll forget you
I wish I could
look to the stars
let hope burn in your eyes
and we'll love
and we'll hope
and we'll die
all to no avail
all to no avail
this is the last time I'll abandon you
and this is the last time I'll forget you
I wish I could
this is the last time I'll abandon you
and this is the last time I'll forget you
I wish I could
I wish I could
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bizzy bone- nobody can stop me....
What are you goin' through? What are you goin' through?
...if you only knew, if only you knew.
What are you goin' through? What are you goin' through?
...if you only knew.
[Nobody can stop me. Damn.]
Nobody can stop me, now. Nobody can stop me, now.
What are you goin' through? What are you goin' through?
...if you only knew.
[Nobody can stop me.]
What are you goin' through? What are you goin' through?
...if you only knew, if you only knew.
Look at my sister sadden when my baby's Mammy like she can't stand me, say
family be the first to turn so pity Annie. Filamina, my Granny, celebrate the
Grammy, damn, who knew no plannin' was so perfect, rollin' my Dam Me, never
forget the Bones. Trippin' on foster homes, sayin' I wasn't manly with a
scarred up soul, why can't my skeletons understand me? What if I said I was
molested? Would you look at me? Peel, but I keep on bailin', and I hope I don't
go to Hell, stressed I will. Can I sell my bio? I was born in Ohio, already on
trial, 'cause Pops said I looked too light, but mom 's just white, but I still
got your smile. And look at me now--gotta be proud of myself, ain't nobody else
soundin' so worried about my health. And all the while takin' care of my
kids--how will they live if I ain't hustlin', strugglin', [trustin'] still
keepin' Jesus a part of solution. He gives life in the lungs, breath through
tongue, now here it comes. Now, here it comes; and here we go.
What are you goin' through? What are you goin' through?
...if you only knew, if only you knew.
What are you goin' through? What are you goin' through?
...if you only knew.
[Nobody can stop me. Damn.]
Nobody can stop me, now. Nobody can stop me, now.
What are you goin' through? What are you goin' through?
...if you only knew.
[Nobody can stop me.]
What are you goin' through? What are you goin' through?
...if you only knew, if you only knew.
Look at my sister sadden when my baby's Mammy like she can't stand me, say
family be the first to turn so pity Annie. Filamina, my Granny, celebrate the
Grammy, damn, who knew no plannin' was so perfect, rollin' my Dam Me, never
forget the Bones. Trippin' on foster homes, sayin' I wasn't manly with a
scarred up soul, why can't my skeletons understand me? What if I said I was
molested? Would you look at me? Peel, but I keep on bailin', and I hope I don't
go to Hell, stressed I will. Can I sell my bio? I was born in Ohio, already on
trial, 'cause Pops said I looked too light, but mom 's just white, but I still
got your smile. And look at me now--gotta be proud of myself, ain't nobody else
soundin' so worried about my health. And all the while takin' care of my
kids--how will they live if I ain't hustlin', strugglin', [trustin'] still
keepin' Jesus a part of solution. He gives life in the lungs, breath through
tongue, now here it comes. Now, here it comes; and here we go.
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Pearl Jam- Given To Fly
He could’ve tuned in, tuned in
But he tuned out
A bad time, nothing could save him
Alone in a corridor, waiting, locked out
He got up outta there, ran for hundreds of miles
He made it to the ocean, had a smoke in a tree
The wind rose up, set him down on his knee
A wave came crashing like a fist to the jaw
Delivered him wings, "Hey, look at me now"
Arms wide open with the sea as his floor
Oh, power, oh
He's.. flying
Whole…
High.. wide, oh
He floated back down 'cause he wanted to share
His key to the locks on the chains he saw everywhere
But first he was stripped and then he was stabbed
By faceless men, well, fuckers
He still stands
And he still gives his love, he just gives it away
The love he receives is the love that is saved
And sometimes is seen a strange spot in the sky
A human being that was given to fly
High.. flying
Oh, oh
High.. flying
Oh, oh
He’s…flying
Oh, oh
He could’ve tuned in, tuned in
But he tuned out
A bad time, nothing could save him
Alone in a corridor, waiting, locked out
He got up outta there, ran for hundreds of miles
He made it to the ocean, had a smoke in a tree
The wind rose up, set him down on his knee
A wave came crashing like a fist to the jaw
Delivered him wings, "Hey, look at me now"
Arms wide open with the sea as his floor
Oh, power, oh
He's.. flying
Whole…
High.. wide, oh
He floated back down 'cause he wanted to share
His key to the locks on the chains he saw everywhere
But first he was stripped and then he was stabbed
By faceless men, well, fuckers
He still stands
And he still gives his love, he just gives it away
The love he receives is the love that is saved
And sometimes is seen a strange spot in the sky
A human being that was given to fly
High.. flying
Oh, oh
High.. flying
Oh, oh
He’s…flying
Oh, oh
thejosiekiller
every me
Tool - Stinkfist
Something has to change.
Un-deniable dilemma.
Boredom’s not a burden
Anyone should bear.
Constant over stimulation numbs me
But I wouldn’t want you
Any other way.
Just, not enough.
I need more.
Nothing seems to satisfy.
I said, I don’t want it.
I just need it.
To breathe, to feel, to know I’m alive.
Finger deep within the borderline.
Show me that you love me and that we belong together.
Relax, turn around and take my hand.
I can help you change
Tired moments into pleasure.
Say the word and we’ll be
Well upon our way.
Blend and balance
Pain and comfort
Deep within you
Till you will not want me any other way.
But, it’s not enough.
I need more.
Nothing seems to satisfy.
I said, I don’t want it.
I just need it.
To breathe, to feel, to know I’m alive.
Knuckle deep inside the borderline.
This may hurt a little but it’s something you’ll get used to.
Relax. slip away.
Something kinda sad about
The way that things have come to be.
Desensitized to everything.
What became of subtlety?
How can it mean anything to me
If I really don’t feel anything at all?
I’ll keep digging till,
I feel something.
Elbow deep inside the borderline.
Show me that you love me and that we belong together.
Shoulder deep within the borderline.
Relax. turn around and take my hand.
Something has to change.
Un-deniable dilemma.
Boredom’s not a burden
Anyone should bear.
Constant over stimulation numbs me
But I wouldn’t want you
Any other way.
Just, not enough.
I need more.
Nothing seems to satisfy.
I said, I don’t want it.
I just need it.
To breathe, to feel, to know I’m alive.
Finger deep within the borderline.
Show me that you love me and that we belong together.
Relax, turn around and take my hand.
I can help you change
Tired moments into pleasure.
Say the word and we’ll be
Well upon our way.
Blend and balance
Pain and comfort
Deep within you
Till you will not want me any other way.
But, it’s not enough.
I need more.
Nothing seems to satisfy.
I said, I don’t want it.
I just need it.
To breathe, to feel, to know I’m alive.
Knuckle deep inside the borderline.
This may hurt a little but it’s something you’ll get used to.
Relax. slip away.
Something kinda sad about
The way that things have come to be.
Desensitized to everything.
What became of subtlety?
How can it mean anything to me
If I really don’t feel anything at all?
I’ll keep digging till,
I feel something.
Elbow deep inside the borderline.
Show me that you love me and that we belong together.
Shoulder deep within the borderline.
Relax. turn around and take my hand.
Highway Donkey - Millencolin
When I was younger I did not know how to be.
I lived my own lie and I never asked the questions why.
I always talked and dressed like everyone 'round me.
Where were my own view and my own thoughts?
I don't have a clue.
Insecurity, no confidence that was my style.
I did some false things,
you'd say I was playing the wrong strings.
To realize and see how lost I was, it took a while.
But it was worth it
'cause now I'm much more confident and fit.
I'm not going down the highway,
'cause I had the might to stop
and turn around before it was too late.
Instead I'm slowly going my way
and if I don't reach the top,
I still got loads here I appreciate.
Just because I'm older now
does not mean I'm complete.
Yeah, I still have got fear,
it's not as strong but it's still here.
And I'm confused at times,
but now I know where to put my feet.
Right in my own trail,
that's the only place if I don't wanna fall.
ahhh i love this song. It's my theme song hehe
When I was younger I did not know how to be.
I lived my own lie and I never asked the questions why.
I always talked and dressed like everyone 'round me.
Where were my own view and my own thoughts?
I don't have a clue.
Insecurity, no confidence that was my style.
I did some false things,
you'd say I was playing the wrong strings.
To realize and see how lost I was, it took a while.
But it was worth it
'cause now I'm much more confident and fit.
I'm not going down the highway,
'cause I had the might to stop
and turn around before it was too late.
Instead I'm slowly going my way
and if I don't reach the top,
I still got loads here I appreciate.
Just because I'm older now
does not mean I'm complete.
Yeah, I still have got fear,
it's not as strong but it's still here.
And I'm confused at times,
but now I know where to put my feet.
Right in my own trail,
that's the only place if I don't wanna fall.
ahhh i love this song. It's my theme song hehe
tabularasa
Member
Kate Bush In search of Peter Pan lyrics
It's been such a long week.
So much crying.
I no longer see a future.
I've been told when I get older
That I'll understand it all.
But I'm not sure if I want to.
Running into her arms
At the school gates
She whispers that I'm a poor kid.
And Granny takes me on her knee.
She tells me I'm too sensitive.
She makes me sad.
She makes me feel like an old man.
She makes me feel like an old man.
They took the game right out of it.
They took the game right out of it.
When I am a man
I will be an astronaut,
And find Peter Pan.
Second star on the right,
Straight on 'til morning.
Second star on the right,
Straight on 'til morning.
Dennis loves to look
In the mirror.
He tells me that he is beautiful.
So I look too, and what do I see?
My eyes are full,
But my face is empty.
He's got a photo
Of his hero.
He keeps it under his pillow.
But I've got a pin-up
From a newspaper
Of Peter Pan.
I found it in a locket.
I hide it in my pocket.
They took the game right out of it.
They took the game right out of it.
When I am a man
I will be an astronaut,
And find Peter Pan.
Second star on the right,
Straight on 'til morning.
Second star on the right,
Straight on 'til morning.
Second star on the right,
Straight on 'til morning.
"When you wish upon a star,
Makes no difference who you are.
When you wish upon a star
Your dreams come true."
It's been such a long week.
So much crying.
I no longer see a future.
I've been told when I get older
That I'll understand it all.
But I'm not sure if I want to.
Running into her arms
At the school gates
She whispers that I'm a poor kid.
And Granny takes me on her knee.
She tells me I'm too sensitive.
She makes me sad.
She makes me feel like an old man.
She makes me feel like an old man.
They took the game right out of it.
They took the game right out of it.
When I am a man
I will be an astronaut,
And find Peter Pan.
Second star on the right,
Straight on 'til morning.
Second star on the right,
Straight on 'til morning.
Dennis loves to look
In the mirror.
He tells me that he is beautiful.
So I look too, and what do I see?
My eyes are full,
But my face is empty.
He's got a photo
Of his hero.
He keeps it under his pillow.
But I've got a pin-up
From a newspaper
Of Peter Pan.
I found it in a locket.
I hide it in my pocket.
They took the game right out of it.
They took the game right out of it.
When I am a man
I will be an astronaut,
And find Peter Pan.
Second star on the right,
Straight on 'til morning.
Second star on the right,
Straight on 'til morning.
Second star on the right,
Straight on 'til morning.
"When you wish upon a star,
Makes no difference who you are.
When you wish upon a star
Your dreams come true."
bubz :D
the last laugh
MUSE - space dementia
H 8 - is the one for me
It gives me all I need
And helps me co-exist
With the chill
You make me sick
Because I adore you so
I love all the dirty tricks
And twisted games you play
On me
Space dementia in your eyes and
Peace will arise
And tear us apart
And make us meaningless again
You'll make us wanna die
I'd cut your name in my heart
We'll destroy this world for you
And now you want me to
Feel your pain
Space dementia in your eyes and
venus will arise
And tear us apart
And make us meaningless again
H 8 - is the one for me
It gives me all I need
And helps me co-exist
With the chill
You make me sick
Because I adore you so
I love all the dirty tricks
And twisted games you play
On me
Space dementia in your eyes and
Peace will arise
And tear us apart
And make us meaningless again
You'll make us wanna die
I'd cut your name in my heart
We'll destroy this world for you
And now you want me to
Feel your pain
Space dementia in your eyes and
venus will arise
And tear us apart
And make us meaningless again
steph@nie
narcissistic whore.
Motion Picture Soundtrack - Radiohead
Red wine and sleeping pills
Help me get back to your arms
Cheap sex and sad films
Help me get where I belong
I think you're crazy, maybe
I think you're crazy, maybe
Stop sending letters
Letters always get burned
It's not like the movies
They fed us on little white lies
I think you're crazy, maybe
I think you're crazy, maybe
I will see you in the next life
Beautiful angel
Pulled apart at birth
Limbless and helpless
I can't even recognize you
I think you're crazy, maybe
I will see you in the next life
Red wine and sleeping pills
Help me get back to your arms
Cheap sex and sad films
Help me get where I belong
I think you're crazy, maybe
I think you're crazy, maybe
Stop sending letters
Letters always get burned
It's not like the movies
They fed us on little white lies
I think you're crazy, maybe
I think you're crazy, maybe
I will see you in the next life
Beautiful angel
Pulled apart at birth
Limbless and helpless
I can't even recognize you
I think you're crazy, maybe
I will see you in the next life
thejosiekiller
every me
U2 - Hold me, thrill me, kiss me, kill me.
You don't know how you took it
You just know what you got
Oh Lordy you've been stealing
From the thieves and you got caught
In the headlights
Of a stretch car
You're a star
Dressing like your sister
Living like a tart
They don't know what you're doing
Babe, it must be art
You're a headache
In a suitcase
You're a star
Oh no, don't be shy
You don't have to go blind
Hold me, thrill me, kiss me, kill me
You don't know how you got here
You just know you want out
Believing in yourself
Almost as much as you doubt
You're a big smash
You wear it like a rash
Star
Oh no, don't be shy
It takes a crowd to cry
Hold me, thrill me, kiss me, kill me
They want you to be Jesus
They'll go down on one knee
But they'll want their money back
If you're alive at thirty-three
And you're turning tricks
With your crucifix
You're a star
(Oh child)
Of course you're not shy
You don't have to deny love
Hold me, thrill me, kiss me, kill me
You don't know how you took it
You just know what you got
Oh Lordy you've been stealing
From the thieves and you got caught
In the headlights
Of a stretch car
You're a star
Dressing like your sister
Living like a tart
They don't know what you're doing
Babe, it must be art
You're a headache
In a suitcase
You're a star
Oh no, don't be shy
You don't have to go blind
Hold me, thrill me, kiss me, kill me
You don't know how you got here
You just know you want out
Believing in yourself
Almost as much as you doubt
You're a big smash
You wear it like a rash
Star
Oh no, don't be shy
It takes a crowd to cry
Hold me, thrill me, kiss me, kill me
They want you to be Jesus
They'll go down on one knee
But they'll want their money back
If you're alive at thirty-three
And you're turning tricks
With your crucifix
You're a star
(Oh child)
Of course you're not shy
You don't have to deny love
Hold me, thrill me, kiss me, kill me
~ForAGoodCause~
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Jimmy eat world - 23
I felt for sure last night
At once we said goodbye
No one else will know these lonely dreams
No one else will know that part of me
Im still driving away
And Im sorry every day
I wont always love these selfish things
I wont always live...
Stop it...
It was my turn to decide
I knew this was our time
No one else will have me like you do
No one else will have me, only you
Youll sit alone forever
If you wait for the right time
What are you hoping for?
Im here and now Im ready
Holding on tight
Dont give away the end
The one thing that stays mine
Amazing still it seems
Ill be 23
I wont always love what Ill never have
I wont always live in my regrets
Youll sit alone forever
If you wait for the right time
What are you hoping for?
Im here and now Im ready
Holding on tight
Dont give away the end
The one thing that stays mine
Youll sit alone forever
If you wait for the right time
What are you hoping for?
Im here and now Im ready
Holding on tight
Dont give away the end
The one thing that stays mine...
I felt for sure last night
At once we said goodbye
No one else will know these lonely dreams
No one else will know that part of me
Im still driving away
And Im sorry every day
I wont always love these selfish things
I wont always live...
Stop it...
It was my turn to decide
I knew this was our time
No one else will have me like you do
No one else will have me, only you
Youll sit alone forever
If you wait for the right time
What are you hoping for?
Im here and now Im ready
Holding on tight
Dont give away the end
The one thing that stays mine
Amazing still it seems
Ill be 23
I wont always love what Ill never have
I wont always live in my regrets
Youll sit alone forever
If you wait for the right time
What are you hoping for?
Im here and now Im ready
Holding on tight
Dont give away the end
The one thing that stays mine
Youll sit alone forever
If you wait for the right time
What are you hoping for?
Im here and now Im ready
Holding on tight
Dont give away the end
The one thing that stays mine...
LadyBec
KISSmeCHASY
i LOVE this song, every time i hear it it makes me want to cry
breaking
paint huffing moron
who reads all this anyway? it's all just spammy.
i read them..
slipknot - vermillion pt2
She seemed dressed in all of me
Stretched across my shame,
All the torment and the pain
Leaked through and covered me.
I'd do anything ever to myself,
Just to have her for myself.
Now I don't know what to do,
I don't know what to do
When she makes me sad.
She is everything to me,
The unrequited dream,
The song that no one sings,
The unattainable.
She's a myth that I have to believe in,
All I need to make it real is one more reason.
I don't know what to do,
I don't know what to do when she makes me sad.
But I won't let this build up inside of me.
I won't let this build up inside of me.
I won't let this build up inside of me.
I won't let this build up inside of me.
A catch in my throat, choke,
Torn into pieces, I won't. No.
I don't want to be this but
I won't let this build up inside of me (won't let this build up inside of me) x4
She isn't real.
I can't make her real.
She isn't real.
I can't make her real.
slipknot - vermillion pt2
She seemed dressed in all of me
Stretched across my shame,
All the torment and the pain
Leaked through and covered me.
I'd do anything ever to myself,
Just to have her for myself.
Now I don't know what to do,
I don't know what to do
When she makes me sad.
She is everything to me,
The unrequited dream,
The song that no one sings,
The unattainable.
She's a myth that I have to believe in,
All I need to make it real is one more reason.
I don't know what to do,
I don't know what to do when she makes me sad.
But I won't let this build up inside of me.
I won't let this build up inside of me.
I won't let this build up inside of me.
I won't let this build up inside of me.
A catch in my throat, choke,
Torn into pieces, I won't. No.
I don't want to be this but
I won't let this build up inside of me (won't let this build up inside of me) x4
She isn't real.
I can't make her real.
She isn't real.
I can't make her real.
welshi
Clearly unemployed again.
Why You'd Want To Live Here - Death Cab for Cutie
Mojoman
Interstellar Overdrive
fantomas - twin peaks: fire walk with me
Memories
Fade to gray
My smile
Your name
Roof leaks
Dim lights
Low rent
High tide
Boxsprings
Spare change
Your scent
My ways
Your breath
My air
Fog lifts
I stare
You're gone, but I'm there
I'm gone, but you're there
I'm gone, but you're there
Memories
Fade to gray
My smile
Your name
Roof leaks
Dim lights
Low rent
High tide
Boxsprings
Spare change
Your scent
My ways
Your breath
My air
Fog lifts
I stare
You're gone, but I'm there
I'm gone, but you're there
I'm gone, but you're there
Mojoman
Interstellar Overdrive
mr bungle - squeeze me macaroni...
its just beautiful
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 bologna
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
its just beautiful
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 bologna
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
steph@nie
narcissistic whore.
Penny Lane - The Beatles
In Penny Lane there is a barber showing photographs,
of every head he's had the pleasure to know.
And all the people that come and go,
stop and say hello.
On the corner is a banker with a motorcar,
the little children laugh at him behind his back.
And the banker never wears a mack,
in the pouring rain, very strange.
Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes.
There, beneath the blue, suburban skies,
I sit, and meanwhile back.
In Penny Lane there is a fireman with an hourglass,
and in his pocket is a portrait of the Queen.
He likes to keep his fire engine clean,
it's a clean machine.
Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes.
A four of fish and finger pies,
in summer, meanwhile back.
Behind the shelter in the middle of a roundabout,
the pretty nurse is selling poppies from a tray.
And tho' she feels as if she's in a play,
she is anyway.
In Penny Lane the barber shaves another customer,
we see the banker sitting waiting for a trim.
And then the fireman rushes in,
from the pouring rain, very strange.
Penny lane is in my ears and in my eyes.
There, beneath the blue, suburban skies,
I sit, and meanwhile back.
Penny lane is in my ears and in my eyes.
There, beneath the blue, suburban skies,
Penny Lane.
In Penny Lane there is a barber showing photographs,
of every head he's had the pleasure to know.
And all the people that come and go,
stop and say hello.
On the corner is a banker with a motorcar,
the little children laugh at him behind his back.
And the banker never wears a mack,
in the pouring rain, very strange.
Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes.
There, beneath the blue, suburban skies,
I sit, and meanwhile back.
In Penny Lane there is a fireman with an hourglass,
and in his pocket is a portrait of the Queen.
He likes to keep his fire engine clean,
it's a clean machine.
Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes.
A four of fish and finger pies,
in summer, meanwhile back.
Behind the shelter in the middle of a roundabout,
the pretty nurse is selling poppies from a tray.
And tho' she feels as if she's in a play,
she is anyway.
In Penny Lane the barber shaves another customer,
we see the banker sitting waiting for a trim.
And then the fireman rushes in,
from the pouring rain, very strange.
Penny lane is in my ears and in my eyes.
There, beneath the blue, suburban skies,
I sit, and meanwhile back.
Penny lane is in my ears and in my eyes.
There, beneath the blue, suburban skies,
Penny Lane.
w1ck3d_c10wn
Member
Grinded Nig - Torture & Humiliation
Our minds set for violent intent
The goal to find a mutilation victim
See some guys leave a queer bar
We follow them to their fucking home
Two white guys and a nigger faggot
They watch gay porn and have some drinks
Torture & Humiliation
We break down the door armed with knives
They are beaten down, tied and gagged
Smash the nigger’s head through the TV set
Pull down his pants and ram a knife up his ass
The white queer cries from what he sees
I smash his jaw, then piss on his face
Torture & Humiliation
Force the faggots to watch this gore
We saw their lover’s head off and kick it around
They are forced to eat his fucking brains
They refuse, I break a bottle across his face
Force his mouth open, stuff it full of brain matter
Make the buttslammers suffer
Drag them out to my back yard
Force them to eat fresh dog shit
Then slice their throats, they will bleed to death
As the blood flows, they cry for forgiveness
Now this is done, dispose of the bodies
Go out and repeat it all again
Our minds set for violent intent
The goal to find a mutilation victim
See some guys leave a queer bar
We follow them to their fucking home
Two white guys and a nigger faggot
They watch gay porn and have some drinks
Torture & Humiliation
We break down the door armed with knives
They are beaten down, tied and gagged
Smash the nigger’s head through the TV set
Pull down his pants and ram a knife up his ass
The white queer cries from what he sees
I smash his jaw, then piss on his face
Torture & Humiliation
Force the faggots to watch this gore
We saw their lover’s head off and kick it around
They are forced to eat his fucking brains
They refuse, I break a bottle across his face
Force his mouth open, stuff it full of brain matter
Make the buttslammers suffer
Drag them out to my back yard
Force them to eat fresh dog shit
Then slice their throats, they will bleed to death
As the blood flows, they cry for forgiveness
Now this is done, dispose of the bodies
Go out and repeat it all again