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O'Malley's Bar
I am tall and I am thin
Of an enviable hight
And I've been known to be quite handsome
In a certain angle and in certain light
Well I entered into O'Malley's
Said, "O'Malley I have a thirst"
O'Malley merely smiled at me
Said "You wouldn't be the first"
I knocked on the bar and pointed
To a bottle on the shelf
And as O'Malley poured me out a drink
I sniffed and crossed myself
My hand decided that the time was nigh
And for a moment it slipped from view
And when it returned, it fairly burned
With confidence anew
Well the thunder from my steely fist
Made all the glasses jangle
When I shot him, I was so handsome
It was the light, it was the angle
Huh! Hmmmmmm
"Neighbours!" I cried, "Friends!" I screamed
I banged my fist upon the bar
"I bear no grudge against you!"
And my dick felt long and hard
"I am the man for which no God waits
But for which the whole world yearns
I'm marked by darkness and by blood
And one thousand powder-burns"
Well, you know those fish with the swollen lips
That clean the ocean floor
When I looked at poor O'Malley's wife
That's exactly what I saw
I jammed the barrel under her chin
And her face looked raw and vicious
Her head it landed in the sink
With all the dirty dishes
Her little daughter Siobhan
Pulled beers from dusk till down
And amongst the townfolk she was a bit of a joke
But she pulled the best beer in town
I swooped magnificent upon her
As she sat shivering in her grief
Like the Madonna painted on the church-house wall
In whale's blood and banana leaf
Her throat it crumbled in my fist
And I spun heroically around
To see Caffrey rising from his seat
I shot that mother fucker down
Mmmmmmmmmm Yeah Yeah Yeah
"I have no free will", I sang
As I flew about the murder
Mrs. Richard Holmes, she screamed
You really should have heard her
I sang and I laughed, I howled and I wept
I panted like a pup
I blew a hole in Mrs. Richard Holmes
And her husband stupidly stood up
As he screamed, "You are an evil man"
And I paused a while to wonder
"If I have no free will then how can I
Be morally culpable, I wonder"
I shot Richard Holmes in the stomach
And gingerly he sat down
And he whispered weirdly, "No offense"
And then lay upon the ground
"None taken", I replied to him
To which he gave a little cough
With blazing wings I neatly aimed
And blew his head completely off
I've lived in this town for thirty years
And to no-one I am a stranger
And I put new bullets in my gun
Chamber upon chamber
And I turned my gun on the bird-like Mr. Brookes
I thought of Saint Francis and his sparrows
And as I shot down the youthful Richardson
It was St. Sebastian I thought of, and his arrows
Hhhhhhhhhh Mmmmmmmmmmmm
I said, "I want to introduce myself
And I am glad that all you came"
And I leapt upon the bar
And shouted out my name
Well Jerry Bellows, he hugged his stool
Closed his eyes and shrugged and laughed
And with an ashtray as big as a fucking really big brick
I split his head in half
His blood spilled across the bar
Like a steaming scarlet brook
And I knelt at it's edge on the counter
Wiped the tears away and looked
Well, the light in there was blinding
Full of God and ghosts of truth
I smiled at Henry Davenport
Who made an attempt to move
Well, from the position I was standing
The strangest thing I ever saw
The bullet entered through the top of his chest
And blew his bowels out on the floor
Well I floated down the counter
Showing no remorse
I shot a hole in Kathleen Carpenter
Recently divorced
But remorse i felt and remorse I had
It clung to every thing
From the raven's hair upon my head
To the feathers on my wings
Remorse sqeezed my hand in it's fradulent claw
With it's golden hairless chest
And I glided through the bodies
And killed the fat man Vincent West
Who sat quietly in his chair
A man become a child
And I raised the gun up to his head
Executioner-style
He made no attempt to resist
So fat and dull and lazy
"Did you know I lived in your street?" I said
And he looked at me as though I were crazy
"O", he said, "I had no idea"
And he grew as quiet as a mouse
And the roar of the pistol when it went off
Near blew that hat right off the house
Hmmmmmm Uh Uh
Well, I caught my eye in the mirror
And gave it a long and loving inspection
"There stands some kind of man", I roared
And there did, in the reflection
My hair combed back like a raven's wing
My muscles hard and tight
And curling from the business end of my gun
Was a query-mark of cordite
Well I spun to the left, I spun to the right
And I spun to the left again
"Fear me! Fear me! Fear me!"
But no one did cause they were dead
Huh! Hmmmmmmmmm
And then there were the police sirens wailing
And a bull-horn squelched and blared
"Drop your weapons and come out
With your hands held in the air"
Well, I checked the chamber of my gun
Saw I had one final bullet left
My hand, it looked almost human
As I raised it to my head
"Drop your weapon and come out!
Keep your hands above your head!"
I had one one long hard think about dying
And did exactly what they said
There must have been fifty cops out there
In a circle around O'Malley's bar
"Don't shoot", I cried, "I'm a man unarmed!"
So they put me in their car
And they sped me away from that terrible scene
And I glanced out of the window
Saw O'Malley's bar, saw the cops and the cars
And I started counting on my fingers
Aaaaaah One Aaaaaah Two Aaaaaah Three Aaaaaaah Four
O'Malley's bar O'Malley's bar

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The Curse Of Millhaven
I live in a town called Millhaven
And it's small and it's mean and it's cold
But if you come around just as the sun goes down
You can watch the whole town turn to gold
It's around about then that I used to go a-roaming
Singing La la la la La la la lie
All God's children they all gotta die
My name is Loretta but I prefer Lottie
I'm closing in on my fifteenth year
And if you think you have seen a pair of eyes more green
Then you sure didn't see them around here
My hair is yellow and I'm always a-combing
La la la la La la la lie
Mama often told me we all got to die
You must have heard about The Curse Of Millhaven
How last Christmas Bill Blake's little boy didn't come home
They found him next week in One Mile Creek
His head bashed in and his pockets full of stones
Well, just imagine all the wailing and moaning
La la la la La la la lie
Even little Billy Blake's boy, he had to die
Then Professor O'Rye from Millhaven High
Found nailed to his door his prize-winning terrier
Then next day the old fool brought little Biko to school
And we all had to watch as he buried her
His eulogy to Biko had all the tears a-flowing
La la la la La la la lie
Even God's little creatures, they have to die
Our little town fell into a state of shock
A lot of people were saying things that made little sense
Then the next thing you know the head of Handyman Joe
Was found in the fountain of the Mayor's residence
Foul play can really get a small town going
La la la la La la la lie
Even God's children all have to die
Then, in a cruel twist of fate, old Mrs Colgate
Was stabbed but the job was not complete
The last thing she said before the cops pronounced her dead
Was, "My killer is Loretta and she lives across the street!"
Twenty cops burst through my door without even phoning
La la la la La la la lie
The young ones, the old ones, they all gotta die
Yes, it is I, Lottie. The Curse Of Millhaven
I've struck horror in the heart of this town
Like my eyes ain't green and my hair ain't yellow
It's more like the other way around
I gotta pretty little mouth underneath all the foaming
La la la la La la la lie
Sooner or later we all gotta die
Since I was no bigger than a weavil they've been saying I was evil
That if "bad" was a boot that I'd fit it
That I'm a wicked young lady, but I've been trying hard lately
O fuck it! I'm a monster! I admit it!
It makes me so mad my blood really starts a-going
La la la la La la la lie
Mama always told me that we all gotta die
Yeah, I drowned the Blakey kid, stabbed Mrs. Colgate, I admit
Did the handyman with his circular saw in his garden shed
But I never crucified little Biko, that was two junior high school psychos
Stinky Bohoon and his friend with the pumpkin-sized head
I'll sing to the lot, now you got me going
La la la la La la la lie
All God's children have all gotta die
There were all the others, all our sisters and brothers
You assumed were accidents, best forgotten
Recall the children who broke through the ice on Lake Tahoo?
Everyone assumed the "Warning" signs had followed them to the bottom
Well, they're underneath the house where I do quite a bit of stowing
La la la la La la la lie
Even twenty little children, they had to die
And the fire of '91 that razed the Bella Vista slum
There was the biggest shit-fight this country's ever seen
Insurance companies ruined, land lords getting sued
All cause of wee girl with a can of gasoline
Those flames really roared when the wind started blowing
La la la la La la la lie
Rich man, poor man, all got to die
Well I confessed to all these crimes and they put me on trial
I was laughing when they took me away
Off to the asylum in an old black Mariah
It ain't home, but you know, it's fucking better than jail
It ain't such bad old place to have a home in
La la la la La la la lie
All God's children they all gotta die
Now I got shrinks that will not rest with their endless Rorschach tests
I keep telling them they're out to get me
They ask me if I feel remorse and I answer, "Why of course!
There is so much more I could have done if they'd let me!"
So it's Rorschach and Prozac and everything is groovy
Singing La la la la La la la lie
All God's children they all have to die
La la la la La la la lie
I'm happy as a lark and everything is fine
Singing La la la la La la la lie
Yeah, everything is groovy and everything is fine
Singing La la la la La la la lie
All God's children they gotta die

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Op dinsdag 12 februari 2002 16:40 schreef Spike5000 het volgende:
wat zijn dat voor extreem lange teksten man???

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Een tel met jou is mooier dan,
een eeuwigheid alleen.

Ik was bang om lief te hebben
En mijn hart heeft stil gestaan
Maar met jou armen om mijn middel
Kan ik de wereld aan

Dansen op de sterren,
vier seizoenen in een nacht.
Dit is een seconde,
los zijn van de zwaartekracht.

Lopen op het water,
zonlicht zien voor dag en dauw.
Vliegen zonder vleugels
Allemaal door jou.

Jij onthult me jouw geheimen,
dat is alles wat ik horen wou.
Ze waren veilig bij me
Maar ik deel ze moeiteloos met jou

Mijn gedachten en mijn dromen,
zijn alleen op jou gericht.
Ik spring lachend in het diepe,
met mijn ogen dicht.

Dansen op de sterren,
vier seizoenen in een nacht.
Dit is een seconde,
los zijn van de zwaartekracht.

Lopen op het water,
zonlicht zien voor dag en dauw.
Vliegen zonder vleugels
Allemaal door jou.

Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeej jeeeeeeheeeeee

Dansen op de sterren,
vier seizoenen in een nacht.
Dit is een seconde,
los zijn van de zwaartekracht.
Lopen op het water,
zonlicht zien voor dag en dauw.
Vliegen zonder vleugels
Allemaal door jou.

Een tel met jou is mooier,
dan heel de eeuwigheid alleen.
Dit is voor een seconde,
los zijn van de zwaartekracht

Ik voel me veilig bij je,
jouw armen om mijn middel.

Allemaal door jou!

Oeeeeeeee oeeeeeee

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Change my pitch up, smack my bitch up
Change my pitch up, smack my bitch up
Change my pitch up, smack my bitch up

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Op dinsdag 12 februari 2002 16:39 schreef Atrimar het volgende:

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Op dinsdag 12 februari 2002 16:40 schreef WouterB het volgende:
Nick Cave rules!! Maaruh, dat waren nou net toevallig ook de teksten die ik wilde plaatsen.

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Zeker het melodietje van Curse off Milhaven doet het allemaal wat kermisachtig maken

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Op dinsdag 12 februari 2002 16:40 schreef Spike5000 het volgende:
wat zijn dat voor extreem lange teksten man???

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Op dinsdag 12 februari 2002 16:44 schreef Zander het volgende:

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Heheh, ik wilde eigenlijk de tekst van 'Stagger Lee' van dezelfde cd hier neerzetten

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* Atrimar grinnikt

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Op dinsdag 12 februari 2002 16:42 schreef Kbot2000 het volgende:
In een seconde,
kwam zonlicht door de wolken heen.

Een tel met jou is mooier dan,
een eeuwigheid alleen.

etc...

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Op dinsdag 12 februari 2002 16:51 schreef GoLLeM het volgende:

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van wie is dit nummer?

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Du auf dem Schulhof
ich zum Töten bereit
und keiner hier weiss
von meiner Einsamkeit

Rote Striemen auf weisser Haut
ich tu dir weh
und du jammerst laut

Jetzt hast du Angst und ich bin soweit
mein schwarzes Blut versaut dir das Kleid

Dein weisses Fleisch erregt mich so
ich bin doch nur ein Gigolo
dein weisses Fleisch erleuchtet mich

Mein schwarzes Blut und dein weisses Fleisch
ich werd immer geiler von deinem Gekreisch
der Angstschweiss da auf deiner weissen Stirn
hagelt in mein krankes Gehirn

Dein weisses Fleisch erregt mich so
ich bin doch nur ein Gigolo
mein Vater war genau wie ich
dein weisses Fleisch erleuchtet mich

Jetzt hast du Angst und ich bin soweit
mein krankes Dasein nach Erlösung schreit
dein weisses Fleisch wird mein Schafott
in meinem Himmel gibt es keinen Gott

Dein weisses Fleisch erregt mich so
ich bin doch nur ein Gigolo
dein weisses Fleisch erleuchtet mich
mein Vater war genau wie ich
dein weisses Fleisch erregt mich so
ich bin ein trauriger Gigolo
dein weisses Fleisch erleuchtet mich

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I stab people like everyday folks
skinny people any people I chop off their throats
My stabbin's are ninja like very quickly, hey
by the time you feel it I'm like 3 blocks away
I stabbed the newspaper guy and took his little truck
now I stab people and drive away I'm like puttputtputtputt
I do a show and stab people at the same time
I stab bear cages security guards in the back of the neck
I love waffle house, I stab people there
their so shitty and dumpy they don't even care
I love stabbin' people, def leopard remember them
when I cut their fuckin drummers are off, you can ask'em
Leo Owen the president of island
I'm at a business meeting with him looking at him I'm smiling
I just up with the stab and he kicked my ass
17th floor they through me out through the glass
Help Me
(help'em)
Fuckin help me
(help'em)
I need you to help me
(help'em)
Somebody come and help me
(help'em)
Jehovah's witnesses I swear man I love 'em
they're standing out on the porch, knockin I'm waiting above 'em
punch and wound victims right through my door
come back mothafucka, ill stab you some more
one time I went wrestler, I wrestled the best
I got kicked out though, I had a knife in my spandex
I stabbed Tony Schiavone the commentator guy (or got me, I'm not sure)
before the match I went to shake his hand but I stabbed him in the eye
I stabbed Norman Smiley in the middle of a match
he was like (what are you doing) I said fuckin relax
I stabbed him again and again I jumped out and ran
everybody chased me, catch me if you can
I tried to stab my own brother, bad news for my health
he twisted my arm back, I ended up stabbing myself
I stab cabby drivers right through the thick glass
ginsu built to last, can you help
Slice 'em up, Slice 'em down
side to side and all around
They don't help, they don't care
ginsu swingin everywhere
Slice 'em up, Slice 'em down
side to side and all around
They don't help, the don't care
ginsu swingin everywhere
I saved up my money and went to see the Lilith fair
started stabbing lesbians, there was millions of them there
I took off my thong and jumped in the pit
but there wasnt any pit, it was only me and that was it
but so what, I was throwin myself all over the floor
Sarah McLachlan was on stage, I said you fuckin whore
One time I met Slipknot, I stabbed their ass
stabbed them all in the face, that's why they wear masks
my little newspaper truck runs on a tank of blood
I drive with my lights off all throuhg my neighborhood
but its so hard to sneak because of the muffler
I hate that fucker
I did a song with 3-6 mafia, them guys are the shit
we went to their studio and I started rockin it
after the session they all left out of there
but I stayed behind and stabbed the engineer
Help Me
(help'em)
Fuckin help me
(help'em)
I need you to help me
(help'em)
Fuckin come and help me
(help'em)
Naw fuck you
(fuck'em)
fuck all of you
(fuck'em)
you better fuckin help me
(help'em)
help me, help me
Slice 'em up, Slice 'em down
side to side and all around
They don't help, the don't care
ginsu swingin everywhere
Slice 'em up, Slice 'em down
side to side and all around
They don't help, they don't care
ginsu swingin everywhere

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I could drag you to my chambers
and strip you naked in darkness
I could pull out your fingernails one by one
and rape you till you find no hope

I could rip your guts out
and let you watch me
sacrifice your unborn child
I could leave you to starve
and even bring you to total silence
But I won't

For I find no pleasure in your physical pain
I want your christian soul to crumble

Your fucking soul

When I have seen your church go up in flames
and you are weeping I will laugh
When I have seen you mourn over loved ones
I will feel bliss when your mortal souls is in ruins
I will grin in the shadows
for that gives me pleasure
Tormenting a christian soul

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Eminem huh?
You wanna diss us?
You wanna diss Insane Clown Posse and Twiztid?
Well here goes a remix
From us to you
This is the truth about Slim Anus
Hi, my name is what?
My name is who?
My name is Slim Anus
Hi, my name is huh?
My name is what?
My name is the fudgepacker
Hi, my name is what?
My name is who? (Excuse me)
My name is the nutlicker
Hi, my name is what? (Can I have the attention of your ass?)
My name is who?
My name is the buttsniffer
Hi, kids do you like Anus?
I let Dr. Dre fill up my butt for one chance to be famous (Uh huh)
Wanna copy me and do exactly like I did (Yeah)
Try acid and get your butt pumped out like I did
My brains dead weight
I'm tryin to get my head straight
But I can't figure out
Which Backstreet Boy I wanna impregnate?
Dr. Dre said Slim Shady you a cutie (Uh huh)
I'll give you a deal let me up in that booty (OK!)
Well since age 12 I felt like I'm someone else
Cause I hung my original self from the top bunk with a belt (Yup)
Got pissed off and ripped Pamela Lee's tits off
She don't know how to do Tommy Lee
I'd suck his dick off
Hi, my anus who?
My anus what?
My anus it gets tapped dawg
Hi, my anus (Excuse me)
My anus
My anus every now and then gets plugged up
Hi, my anus (Can I have the attention of your ass?)
My anus
My anus is occasionally reamed out
Hi, my anus who?
My anus what?
My anus really needs to be filled up
My English teacher wanted to flunk me in junior high
I told him to take his pants off, hooked him up, he let me slide
I pinched his ass
He winked at me
He chased me around the desk
I told him come and get me
Walked in the strip club
Had my jacket zipped up
Flashed the bartender
And I tried to feel his dick up
Extra-terestrial runnin over pedestrians
In a space ship while they screamin at me
Let's just be friends!
99% of my life I was lied to
I just found out my Mom screws more guys than I do (Damn)
I told her I'd grow up to be a famous rapper
She met Violent J I couldn't believe it when he slapped her
You know you blew up when the women rush the stands
And try to touch your hands
But I need me a man
This guy at White Castle asked for my autograph (Dude can I get your autograph?)
So I signed it Dear Dave, thanks for the support
Nice ass!
Hi, my name is huh?
My name is who? (Excuse me)
My name is (They call me the pore plugger)
Hi, my name is what?
My name is who?
My name is the inch itcher (Excuse me)
One of radio's wonder boys
They call me the butt itcher
Hi, my name is what?
My name is who?
My name is (I've been called Dre's butt boy)
Stop the tape this kid needs to be locked away (Get him)
Dr. Dre don't just stand there operate
Or feel up my balls and buttcheeks
Anal lube got my ass greasy for weeks
Stick your manhood between my cheeks (Yup)
Am I cumming or going
I can barely decide
I just drank a pint of semen
Dare me to drive? (Go ahead)
All my life I was very deprived
Dre's butt is too sexy to hide
Take your pants off Dre I don't mind
Clothes rip like the incredible Hulk
I spit when I talk
I'll do any guy that walks
When I was little I used to get so hungry I would throw fits
Sometimes I sit and wish Dr. Dre had a set of tits
Get behind me Shady and grab me by my hips
If I do that then I can't kiss you on your lips
By the way if you see my Dad
Ask him if he seen my spread in Gay Al's porno mag
Hi, my anus who?
My anus what?
My anus gets tapped up
Hi, my anus who?
My anus what?
My anus it's always getting plugged up
Hi, my anus who?
My anus what?
My anus occasionally reamed out
My anus it needs to be filled up
Your anus
Your anus
Your anus is always getting plugged
Your anus
Your anus
Your anus is always getting stuffed
You wanna diss us?
We don't even know you you little bitch
You wanna sit there and diss us?
You little bitch I'll slap your face off
That's what happens when you go up against the Psychopathic Phamily trick
You little bitch (Laughs)
Slim Anus!

By Jantje Shit

Slacht ie zijn vriendin af. GRUWELIJK nummer.

I fucked your girlfriend last night.
While you snored and drooled, I fucked your love.
She called me Daddy.
And I called her baby when I smacked her ass.
I called her sugar when I ate her alive till daylight.
And I slept with her all over me, from forehead to ribcage I dripper her ass.
Sometimes I thought you might be spying, living out some
Brash fantasy, but no. You were knocked out. But we were all knocked out you know. In a way

I serve too many masters.

We didn't know you'd break the bottle that the magic came in to use those jagged shards to slit our wrists and neck.
And you'd do it too, you're that kind of dude.
But you wouldn't know what you were doing because
I didn't, your girlfriend could have been a burn
Victim, an amputee, a dead body.
But god damn I wanted to fuck.

I'm serving too many fucking masters.
[I told you. I told you motherfucker]

En thans, broeders en zusters, willen wij gezamenlijk zingen,
dat heerlijke lied: Knolraap en lof, schorseneren en prei,
op bladzijde vijfentachtig van onze bundel.

Rampen bedreigen het menselijk leven
Knolraap en lof, schorseneren en prei

Waar zijn geloof, hoop en liefde gebleven
Knolraap en lof, schorseneren en prei

Gif in de bodem, lawaaiige buren
Knolraap en lof, schorseneren en prei

Buien en lagere temperaturen
Knolraap en lof, schorseneren en prei

Libanon, El Salvador, Suriname
Knolraap en lof, schorseneren en prei

Weekbladenroddel en etherreclame
Knolraap en lof, schorseneren en prei

Degeneratie en makelaardij
Knolraap en lof, schorseneren en prei

Heel onze wereld wordt één woestenij
Knolraap en lof, schorseneren en prei (halleluja)

Dalende omzet en stijgende lasten
Knolraap en lof, schorseneren en prei

Liegen, bedriegen, oneerbaar betasten
Knolraap en lof, schorseneren en prei

Vuil en verval en terreur in de straten
Knolraap en lof, schorseneren en prei

Popidioten en voetbalfanaten
Knolraap en lof, schorseneren en prei

Kwalijke ziekten en vieze gezwellen
Knolraap en lof, schorseneren en prei

U hoef ik zeker wel niets te vertellen
Knolraap en lof, schorseneren en prei

Duistere driften en afgoderij
Knolraap en lof, schorseneren en prei

Wie zal ons redden, wie maakt ons weer vrij
Knolraap en lof, schorseneren en prei (prijs de Heer)

Overal zien wij ze groeien, de horden
Knolraap en lof, schorseneren en prei

Mensen die steeds minder menselijk worden
Knolraap en lof, schorseneren en prei

Mensen die jengelen, mensen die bulken
Knolraap en lof, schorseneren en prei

Mensen die lasteren en schimpen en pulken
Knolraap en lof, schorseneren en prei (halleluja)

Mensen, gespeend van gevoel en geweten
Knolraap en lof, schorseneren en prei (prijs de Heer)

En wat die mensen niet allemaal eten
Knolraap en lof, schorseneren en prei

Nooit meer, nooit meer keert het getij
Knolraap en lof, schorseneren en prei

En zet u dit er dan ook nog maar bij
{langzaam: }Knolraap en lof, schorseneren en prei

Knolraap en lof, schorseneren en prei
Knolraap en lof, schorseneren en prei
Knolraap en lof, schorseneren en prei

White power 1 - 2 - 3 - 4!

I stand watch my country, going down the drain
We are all at fault, we are all to blame
We're letting them takeover, we just let 'em come
Once we had an Empire, and now we've got a slum

(chorus)
White Power! For England
White Power! Today
White Power! For Britain
Before it gets too late

Well we've seen a lot of riots, we just sit and scoff
We've seen a lot of muggings, and the judges let 'em off

(chorus)

Well we've gotta do something, to try and stop the rot
And the traitors that have used us, they should all be shot

(chorus)

middle eight:
Are we gonna sit and let them come?
Have they got the White man on the run?
Multi-racial society is a mess
We ain't gonna take much more of this
What do we need?

(chorus)

Well if we don't win our battle, and all does not go well
It's apocalypse for Britain, and we'll see you all in hell

(chorus) x2

Take no shit from anyone because Great Britain rules
We will fight the Communists, because Communists are fools
Try to take our nation, and give it to the Paks
We won't take it anyomore, we're going to take our nation back
Chorus:
Paki, paki, get on that boat
Paki, paki, row
Paki, paki, get out of here
Paki, paki,, go, go, go...
They riot on the British streets, they're burning down our land
But the Labour government pour money in their hand
Give them money, give them homes, ignore the British whites
We won't stand, so watch out now, we'll take it with a fight
(Chorus)
Paki, paki,, out! Out!
Paki, paki,, out! Out!
Paki, paki,, out! Out!
Paki, paki,, out! Out!
We've got to love this land of ours, and fight to keep it white
Never going to give it up, 'cause we know we're in the right
And if they try to take it we will fight until the death
And in the end, the white man wins, because there won't be no rest
(Chorus)
Paki, paki, get on that boat
Paki, paki, start to row
Paki, paki,r, get of here
Paki, paki,, go! Go! Go!
Paki, paki, out! Out!
Paki, paki, out! Out!
Paki, paki, out! Out!
Paki, paki, out! Out!
Fuck Off! Now go...!