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Haha, briljant!
Ik zelf:
Ik weet er vast later nog wel meer te bedenken, maar deze had ik eerder al bedacht:
Tool - Eulogy.
He had a lot to say
He had a lot of nothing to say
We'll miss him
We'll miss him
He had alot to say
He had alot of nothing to say
We'll miss him
We'll miss him
We're gonna miss him
We're gonna miss him
So long,
We wish you well
You told us how you weren't afraid to die
Well so long
Don't cry
Or feel too down
Not all martyrs see divinity
But at least you tried
Standing above the crowd
he had a voice that was strong and loud
We'll miss him
We'll miss him
Ranting and pointing his finger
at everything but his heart
We'll miss him
We'll miss him
We're gonna miss him
We're gonna miss him
No way
to recall
what it was that you had said to me,
like I care at alll.
But he was so loud
You sure could yell
You took a stand on every little thing
and so loud
You, could be, the one, who saves, me from, my own, existence.
Standing above the crowd,
he had a voice that was strong and loud
and I swallowed his facade cuz I'm so eager to identify
with someone above the ground,
someone who seemed to feel the same,
someone prepared to lead the way,
with someone who would die for me
Will you?
Will you now?
Would you die for me?
Don't you fuckin' lie
Don't you step out of line
Don't you step out of line
Don't you step out of line
Don't you fuckin lie
You've claimed all this time
that you would die for me.
Why then are you so surprised
when hear your own eulogy?
He had alot to say
He had alot of nothing to say
He had alot to say
He had alot of nothing to say
Come down
Get off your fucking cross
We need the fucking space
to nail the next fool martyr!
To ascend you must die!
You must be crucified
for your sins and your lies!
Goodbye!
"The whole problem with the world is that fools and fanatics are always so certain of themselves, but wiser people so full of doubts."
- Bertrand Russell