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Cannibal Corpse - Fucked With A Knife

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No escape from your fate
Destined to be mine
Every night I wait to see
In the night, watching
Stalking your every move
I know when you're alone
All alone

Tied tight to the bed
Legs spread open
Bruised flesh, lacerations
Skin stained with blood
I'm the only one you love
I feel her heart beating
My knife deep inside
Her crotch is bleeding

She liked the way it felt inside her
Fucking her, harder, harder

She liked the way it felt inside her
Fucking her, harder, harder

Stick it in
Rip the skin
Carve and twist
Torn flesh
From behind
I cut her crotch
In her ass
I stuck my cock
Killing as I cum

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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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Op dinsdag 12 februari 2002 16:40 schreef Lopat het volgende:
Ja ach je bent een puber.. en je wilt je afzetten...

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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:

[..]

of
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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:

[..]

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
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Waar zijn geloof, hoop en liefde gebleven
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Gif in de bodem, lawaaiige buren
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Buien en lagere temperaturen
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Libanon, El Salvador, Suriname
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Weekbladenroddel en etherreclame
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Degeneratie en makelaardij
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Heel onze wereld wordt één woestenij
Knolraap en lof, schorseneren en prei (halleluja)

Dalende omzet en stijgende lasten
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Liegen, bedriegen, oneerbaar betasten
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Vuil en verval en terreur in de straten
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Popidioten en voetbalfanaten
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Kwalijke ziekten en vieze gezwellen
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U hoef ik zeker wel niets te vertellen
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Duistere driften en afgoderij
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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
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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...!

diezelfde versie is trouwen sook van een neger die een boot moet roeien van hen.

R.

here comes the helicopter -- second time today
everybody scatters and hopes it goes away
how many kids they've murdered only god can say
if i had a rocket launcher...i'd make somebody pay.

i don't believe in guarded borders and i don't believe in hate
i don't believe in generals or their stinking torture states
and when i talk with the survivors of things too sickening to relate
if i had a rocket launcher...i would retaliate

on the rio lacantun one hundred thousand wait
to fall down from starvation -- or some less humane fate.
cry for guatemala, with a corpse in every gate
if i had a rocket launcher...i would not hesitate

i want to raise every voice -- at least i've got to try.
every time i think about it water rises to my eyes.
situation desperate echoes of the victims cry
if i had a rocket launcher...some sonofabitch would die

(CHIAPAS, MEXICO AND TORONTO -- FEBRUARY AND APRIL 1983)

Diane

Hey little girl, do you need a ride?
Well, I've got room in my wagon why don't you hop inside
We could cruise down Robert Street all night long
But I think I'll just rape you, and kill you instead

Diane, Diane, Diane

I heard there's a party down at Lake Cove
It would be so much easier if I drove
We could check it out, we could go and see
Oh won't you come and take a ride with me

We could lay in the weeds for a little while
I'll put your clothes in a nice, neat little pile
You're the cutest girl I've ever seen in my life
It's all over now, and with my knife

- hui Benjie - du gehörst also auch zu diesem kriminellen Pack!
- hey - hör mal zu:

Ich rauch mein Ganja den ganzen Tag
ganz egal wer auch immer was dagegen sagt
rauche so lange bis ich selbst nicht mehr mag
tu niemand was und werde trotzdem angeklagt

Ich rauch mein Ganja den ganzen Tag
ganz egal wer auch immer was dagegen sagt
rauche so lange bis ich selbst nicht mehr mag
Ganja muss legal sein wenn man mich fragt

Wieviele Leute rauchen? Was glaubst du?
Sag mir doch ein paar, vielleicht gehörst du selbst schon dazu?
Aus mir und Karl Moik macht das schon ein Trio
die Menschen rauchen Gras schon lange vor König Salomo
Egal ob jugendlicher Skater oder Erst-Klasse-User
ob Pokalgewinner oder hoffnungsloser Looser
Die Menschheit rauchst Gras quer durch die Bank
Wir sind nicht alle kriminell
und schon gar nicht alle krank

Ich rauch mein Ganja den ganzen Tag
ganz egal wer auch immer was dagegen sagt
rauche so lange bis ich selbst nicht mehr mag
tu niemand was und werde trotzdem angeklagt

Ich rauch mein Ganja den ganzen Tag
ganz egal wer auch immer was dagegen sagt
rauche so lange bis ich selbst nicht mehr mag
Ganja muss legal sein wenn man mich fragt

Mein Tabak und auch mal ein Blättchen
ja genau an diesem lauschigen Plätzchen
Ja da rauchen wir jetzt erst mal ein Tütchen
ich hab auch noch ein paar gute Blütchen
Wieso lässt man uns nicht einfach in Ruh
Mit Rauchern hat man doch nie Ärger
Wir chillen - und trippen nicht auf Pillen und so
Wir sind Denker und keine Berserker
Wieso gibts Alkohol im Supermarkt
und Ganja nur illegal beim Dealer?
So passiert, so definiert - Boy ist doch Quark
.......Tequilla

Ich rauch mein Ganja den ganzen Tag
ganz egal wer auch immer was dagegen sagt
rauche so lange bis ich selbst nicht mehr mag
tu niemand was und werde trotzdem angeklagt

Ich rauch mein Ganja den ganzen Tag
ganz egal wer auch immer was dagegen sagt
rauche so lange bis ich selbst nicht mehr mag
Ganja muss legal sein wenn man mich fragt

Ein kurzer verachtender verständnisloser Blick
Du denkst ich bin ein Junkie und gib mir grad nen Kick
Doch wenn ich an meinem Spliff zieh
........bleib fit
und wir tanzen um die Wette
und wenn du kannst dann kommst du mit
Deutsche Bauern rauchten schon vor hunderten von Jahren
Pflanzten den .... schon hektarweise auf ihrer Farm
und heute schlägt man bereits wegen eines Tütchens Alarm
Ich bin nicht kriminell,...
Ich hab schon Leute rauchen sehen, was ich selbst nicht glauben konnte
Staatsanwälte, Polizisten Sportler und Doktoren
Quer durch alle Altersklassen
In der City, in der Uni und in den Heimen von Senioren
Ganja ist nicht gefährlich und tut niemandem weh
Es macht dich auch nicht herrlich wie des Teufels weisser Schnee
schaden keiner Seele und der Welt.....
Mit Ganja wird man höchstens ehrlich und so ruhig wie die See

Ich rauch mein Ganja den ganzen Tag
ganz egal wer auch immer was dagegen sagt
rauche so lange bis ich selbst nicht mehr mag
tu niemand was und werde trotzdem angeklagt

Ich rauch mein Ganja den ganzen Tag
ganz egal wer auch immer was dagegen sagt
rauche so lange bis ich selbst nicht mehr mag
Ganja muss legal sein wenn man mich fragt

[Eminem]
Hi there little boys and girls (FUCK YOU!)
Today we're gonna to learn how to poison squirrels
But first, I'd like you to meet my friend Bob (Huh?)
Say hi Bob! ("Hi Bob") Bob's 30 and still lives with his mom
and he don't got a job, cause Bob sits at home and smokes pot
but his twelve-year old brother looks up to him an awful lot
And Bob likes to hang out at the local waffle spot
and wait in the parkin lot for waitresses off the clock
when it's late and the lot gets dark and fake like he walks his dog
Drag 'em in the woods and go straight to the chopping blocks (AHH!)
And even if they escaped and they got the cops
the ladies would all be so afraid, they would drop the charge
'til one night Mrs. Stacey went off the job
when she felt someone grab her whole face and said not to talk
But Stacey knew it was Bob and said knock it off
But Bob wouldn't knock it off cause he's crazy and off his rocker
Crazier than Slim Shady is off the vodka
You couldn't even take him to Dre's to get Bob a "Dr."
He grabbed Stace' by the legs as chopped it off her
and dropped her off in the lake for the cops to find her
But ever since the day Stacey went off to wander
they never found her, and Bob still hangs at the waffle diner
And that's the story of Bob and his marijuana,
and what it might do to you
So see if the squirrels want any - it's bad for you

Chorus: Mr. Mackey (Eminem)

See children, drugs are bahhhd (c'mon)
and if you don't believe me, ask ya dahhhd (ask him man)
and if you don't believe him, ask ya mom (that's right)
She'll tell you how she does 'em all the time (she will)
So kids say no to drugs (that's right)
So you don't act like everyone else does (uh-huh)
Then there's really nothin else to say (sing along)
Drugs are just bad, mmm'kay?

[Eminem]
My penis is the size of a peanut, have you seen it?
FUCK NO you ain't seen it, it's the size of a peanut (Huh?)
Speakin of peanuts, you know what else is bad for squirrels?
Ecstasy is the worst drug in the world
If someone ever offers it to you, don't do it
Kids two hits'll probably drain all your spinal fluid
and spinal fluid is final, you won't get it back
So don't get attached, it'll attack every bone in your back
Meet Zach, twenty-one years old
After hangin out with some friends at a frat party, he gets bold
and decides to try five, when he's bribed by five guys
and peer pressure will win every time you try to fight it
Suddenly, he starts to convulse and his pulse goes into hyperdrive
and his eyes roll back in his skull {*blblblblblb*}
His back starts tah - look like the McDonald's Arches
He's on Donald's carpet, layin horizontal barfin {*BLEH*}
And everyone in the apartment starts laughin at him
"Hey Adam, Zach is a jackass, look at him!"
cause they took it too, so they think it's funny
So they're laughing at basically nothing except maybe wasting his money
Meanwhile, Zach's in a coma, the action is over
and his back and his shoulders hunched up like he's practicin yoga
And that's the story of Zach, the ecstasy maniac
So don't even feed that to squirrels class, cause it's bad for you

Chorus: Mr. Mackey (Eminem)

See children, drugs are bahhhd (that's right)
and if you don't believe me, ask ya dahhhd (that's right)
and if you don't believe him, ask ya mom (you can)
She'll tell you how she does 'em all the time (she will)
So kids say no to drugs (smoke crack)
So you don't act like everyone else does (that's right)
And there's really nothin else to say (but umm)
Drugs are just bad, mmm'kay?

[Eminem]
And last but not least, one of the most humungous
problems among young people today, is fungus
It grows from cow manure, they pick it out, wipe it off,
bag it up, and you put it right in your mouth and chew it
Yum yum! Then you start to see some dumb stuff
And everything slows down when you eat some of 'em..
And sometimes you see things that aren't there (Like what?)
Like fat woman in G-strings with orange hair
(Mr. Shady what's a G-string?) It's yarn Claire
Women stick 'em up their behinds, go out and wear 'em (Huh?)
And if you swallow too much of the magic mushrooms
Whoops, did I say magic mushrooms? I meant fungus
Ya tongue gets, all swoll up like a cow's tongue (How come?)
cause it comes from a cow's dung (Gross!!)
See drugs are bad, it's a common fact
But your mom and dad, know that's all that I'm good at (Oh!)
But don't be me, cause if you grow up and you go and O.D.
They're gonna come for me and I'ma have to grow a goatee
and get a disguise and hide, cause it'll be my fault
So don't do drugs, and do exactly as I don't,
cause I'm bad for you

Chorus: Mr. Mackey (Eminem)

See children, drugs are bahhhd (uh-huh)
and if you don't believe me, ask ya dahhhd (put that down)
and if you don't believe him, ask ya mom (you can ask)
She'll tell you how she does 'em all the time (and she will)
So kids say no to drugs (say no)
So you don't act like everyone else does (like I do)
And there's really nothin else to say (that's right)
Drugs are just bad, mmm'kay?

[Mr. Mackey] (Eric Cartman)
Come on children, clap along (SHUT UP!)
Sing along children (Suck my motherfuckin dick!)
Drugs are just bad, drugs are just bad (South Park is gonna sue me!)
So don't do drugs (Suck my motherfuckin penis!)
so there'll be more for me (Hippie! God damnit!)
(Mushrooms killed Kenny! *fart* Ewww, ahhh!)
(So, fucked up, right now..)

Iggy Pop - Turn Blue

See a black Eldorado
Oh, rolling along down below my window
That black girl in the back looks pretty good
Christ! She's beautiful
You know how soft she is
Just what you feel like

Oh, I'm so far away from her
Jesus this is Iggy
You, you might as well come with me,
When you ride the ride
There's talk and I don't wanna talk

Oh mamma, I shot myself down(x4)

They're stepping on our hearts
Stepping on our hearts
I don't know why they're stepping on our hearts
Damn, I don't know why
Stepping on our hearts(x5)
Can't you see, oh no, Stepping on our hearts

How come the blacks, how come they copy you so good?
They get off on you, so ????
If you wanna make it
Young man you gotta make somebody come
Come out of your black (x2) and strong
Black! Strong! Black!

Jesus it's cold in this room, it's really cold
You know I never told you about this, but there's one guy
Somebody I really love, he's never around
Well he was taking things that could be alright, that could be nice
And make him ugly, so damn ugly
And we put out the lights on them
Yeah, we'd make it dark, we put out the lights....on them
It's idiots like you that screw me up
I know there's nothing to you
And I don't know why I treat you so kind
Come down and dance with me, dance with me
You got nobody left but me
Oh accept me, don't reject me, don't forget me
Mamma, what colour will the lights be? Will they turn blue on me?(x2)
Mamma, I shot myself up, woh mamma, I shot myself up, up, up, mamma
Up down, up down mamma
Oh oh oh oh oh mamma
I didn't know what I was doing, I didn't mean to, but I did it, I shot myself up
Mamma I shot myself!

Urban Dance Squad - ROUTINE

How can I see clearer
through that mirror
you're not nearer
than myself

I tried to brush my teeth yes
I must confess
tears just wetsplashed
on tha shelf

I tried to drink liquid from a cup
eat cereal lump by lump
af fullgrown baby that sobs
for his care got stoppped

routine, routine, routine, routine

Feelin' I mean like takin' a bath with
my toaster takin' a brick for a swim
yeah what's the use of even
(breathin' now you're leavin')

I tried to join tha ratrace
and tha worldpace
stand tha grey lane on tha bus

I tried to find my way to tha mall
at k-mart, I just fell apart
and hey, what's in a brands name
for it all tastes tha same with that routine

routine, routine
day in, day out
routine, routine
pullin' me down

routine, routine, routine, routine

Fuck Off Maxima (35x)

Ik vond het wel schokkend dat zoveel mensen nog meedeinden in zo een ongefundeerde kreet van een of andere nono

Closed casket service has been asked for
Because her face has been deformed beyond belief
Stash the body down in the basement
And fill the coffin with rocks
Two hours later you are alone
Your perverted mind is taking control
Tip the clothes off the corpse
Make sure your dick is hard
Look at her body, tangled in gore
Touch her vagina, now you want more
Kiss her tits stiff and sm...
And lift her body against the wall
Hang her on hooks so that she won't fall
Screw that cold one is what you want for all
When you are done you make her disappear
Closed casket service is what you want to hear

Jij stond op en zei, hou m'n plaatsje vrij
Ik moet even weg maar ben zo terug
Ach, die kruk bleef leeg, tot ik in de gaten kreeg
Dat je weg ging zonder mij, ik was weer alleen

Een beetje verliefd
Ik dacht 'n beetje verliefd
Als ik wist wat jij toen dacht
Had ik nooit op jou gewacht
Als een kind zat ik te dromen
Een beetje verliefd

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Op woensdag 13 februari 2002 17:02 schreef Ulx het volgende:
Husker Du - Diane

Diane

Hey little girl, do you need a ride?
Well, I've got room in my wagon why don't you hop inside
We could cruise down Robert Street all night long
But I think I'll just rape you, and kill you instead

Diane, Diane, Diane

I heard there's a party down at Lake Cove
It would be so much easier if I drove
We could check it out, we could go and see
Oh won't you come and take a ride with me

We could lay in the weeds for a little while
I'll put your clothes in a nice, neat little pile
You're the cutest girl I've ever seen in my life
It's all over now, and with my knife

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Im too much to die
I'm not enough to stay alive
I'm sitting in the middle waiting

Days since I last pissed
Cheeks sunken and despaired
So gorgeous sunk to six stone
Lose my only remaining home

See my third rib appear
A week later all my flesh disappears
Stretching taut, cling-film on bone
I'm getting better

Karen says I've reached my target weight
Kate and Emma and Kristin know it's fake
Problem is diet's not a big enough word
I wanna be so skinny that I rot from view

I want to walk in the snow
And not leave a footprint
I want to walk in the snow
And not soil its purity

Stomach collapsed at five
Lift up my skirt my sex is gone
Naked and lovely and 5st. 2
May I bud and never flower

My vision's getting blurred
But I can see my ribs and I feel fine
My hands are trembling stalks
And I can feel my breasts are sinking

Mother tries to choke me with roast beef
And sits savouring her sole ryvitta
That's the way you're built my father said
But I can change, my cocoon shedding

I want to walk in the snow
And not leave a footprint
I want to walk in the snow
And not soil its purity

Kate and Kristin and Kit Kat
All things I like looking at
Too weak to fuss, too weak to die
Choice is skeletal in everybody's life

I choose my choice, I starve to frenzy
Hunger soon passes and sickness soon tires
Legs bend, stockinged I am Twiggy
And I don't mind the horror that surrounds me

Self-worth scatters, self-esteem's a bore
I long since moved to a higher plateau
This disipline's so rare so please applaud
Just look at the fat scum who pamper me so

Yeh 4st. 7, an epilogue of youth
Such beautiful dignity in self-abuse
I've finally come to understand life
Through staring blankly at my navel

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Op donderdag 14 februari 2002 10:55 schreef Smots het volgende:

[..]

Later gecovered door Therapy?

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Zie de maan schijnt door de tralis,
zwarte Piet is illegaal,
hij opgepakt door de nazi's
vrienden van ons allemaal,
vol verwachting klopt ons hart,
hij moet dood want hij zwart
vol verwachting klopt ons hart,
mij moet dood want hij is zwart

* ZEGT DIT IS NIET SERIEUS DIR IS NIET SERIEUS

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Op donderdag 14 februari 2002 11:10 schreef Thedoctor het volgende:
* ZEGT DIT IS NIET SERIEUS DIT IS NIET SERIEUS
Ik wil vast zeggen dat ik het hier NIET mee eens ben maar het is wel schokkend! En als je het niet serieus neemt is tie best wel grappig!

Zie de maan schijnt door de tralis,
zwarte Piet is illegaal,
hij opgepakt door de nazi's
vrienden van ons allemaal,
vol verwachting klopt ons hart,
hij moet dood want hij zwart
vol verwachting klopt ons hart,
mij moet dood want hij is zwart

* ZEGT DIT IS NIET SERIEUS DIR IS NIET SERIEUS

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Op donderdag 14 februari 2002 11:13 schreef LoekB het volgende:

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aaarg pim fortuijn op FOK! gesingaleerd

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Oh baby,baby
How was I supposed to know
That something wasn't right here
Oh baby, baby
I shouldn't have you go
And now you're out of sight, yeah
Show me how you want it to be
Tell me baby cause i need to know now,
oh because

Chorus
My loneliness is killing me (and i)
I must confess I still believe (still believe)
When I'm not with you i lose my mind
give me a sign
hit me baby one more time

Oh baby, baby
The reason i breathe is you
Boy you got me blinded
Oh pretty baby
there's nothing that i wouldn't do
thats not the way i planned it
Show me how you want it to be
tell me baby cause i ned to know now
oh because

REPEAT CHORUS

Oh baby, baby how was i suposed to know
oh pretty baby, I shouldn't have let you go
I must confess , that my loneliness
is killing me now
Don't you know I still believe
that you will be here
And give me a sign
hit me baby one more time

REPEAT CHORUS

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Op donderdag 14 februari 2002 11:15 schreef Thedoctor het volgende:

[..]

Rode letters zijn moeilijk te lezen he!

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[Dit bericht is gewijzigd door LoekB op 14-02-2002 11:23]

One night Frank was on his way home
from work, stopped at the liquor store,
picked up a couple Mickey's Big Mouths
drank'em in the car on his way
to the Shell station, he got a gallon of
gas in a can, drove home, doused
everything in the house, torched it,
parked across the street, laughing,
watching it burn, all Halloween
orange and chimney red then
Frank put on a top forty station
got on the Hollywood Freeway
headed north

Never could stand that dog.

[Dit bericht is gewijzigd door Zander op 14-02-2002 19:21]

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Op donderdag 14 februari 2002 11:03 schreef Ulx het volgende:

[..]

Yep. Het origineel is beter.

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Maar ik zal die Husker Du-versie eens opzoeken!

"Heroin" - The Velvet Underground

I don't know just where I'm going
But I'm gonna try for the kingdom if I can
'Cause it makes me feel like I'm a man
When I put a spike into my vein
Then I tell you things aren't quite the same
When I'm rushing on my run
And I feel just like Jesus' son
And I guess that I just don't know
And I guess that I just don't know

have made big decision
I'm gonna try to nullify my life
'Cause when the blood begins to flow
When it shoots up the dropper's neck
When I'm closing in on death

And you can't help me, not you guys
Or all you sweet girls with all your sweet talk
You can all go take a walk
And I guess I just don't know
And I guess that I just don't know

I wish that I was born a thousand years ago
I wish that I'd sailed the darkened seas
On a great big clipper ship
Going from this land here to that
Ah, in a sailor's suit and cap

Away from the big city
Where a man cannot be free
Of all the evils of this town
And of himself and those around
Oh, and I guess that I just don't know
Oh, and I guess that I just don't know

Heroin, be the death of me
Heroin, it's my wife and it's my life, ha-ha
Because a mainer to my vein
Leads to a center in my head
And then I'm better off than dead

Because when the smack begins to flow
I really don't care anymore
About all the Jim-Jims in this town
And all the politicians making crazy sounds
And everybody putting everybody else down
And all the dead bodies piled up in mounds

'Cause when the smack begins to flow
Then I really don't care anymore

Ah, when that heroin is in my blood, hah
And that blood is in my head
Man thank God that I'm good as dead
And thank your God that I'm not aware
And thank God that I just don't care
And I guess that I just don't know
Oh, and I guess that I just don't know

Gary Numan - My Shadow in Vain

Stroll to the cafe
My God how time flies
I close up my brain
And another friend dies

I feel like a mirror
Feel like nothing is mine
I could go back to crying
But now dying seems fine

So I hang from the ceiling
Or I sit on the air
Or rot in a corner
Until somebody cares

Faces at random
I quote people I knew
I'd love to be like me
If I could feel like you

Here am I, more roche five than pain
Here am I, just me and my walls to blame
Here am I, I really don't feel quite sane
Here am I, still searching for my shadow in vain
Lock my door I only think in black and white
I'll even try to look ashamed

Moving out of central
Somebody knows me well
Says he'll spill the whole story
He may be lying I can't tell

Meet me inside
I'll keep my head to the floor
And one hand on the handle
Of the mad/sane door

Here am I, more roche five than pain
Here am I, just me and my walls to blame
Here am I, I really don't feel quite sane
Here am I, still searching for my shadow in vain
Lock my door I only think in black and white
I'll even try to look ashamed

My shadow in vain
My shadow in vain
My shadow in vain
My shadow in vain
My shadow in vain...

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1,2,1,2,3,4
(Whistle)
Guess I needed sometime to get away
I needed some piece of mind
Some piece of mind that'll stay
So I thumbed it down to Sixth and L.A.
Maybe a Greyhound could be my way

Police and Niggers, that's right
Get out of my way
Don't need to buy none of your
Gold chains today
I don't need no bracelets
Clamped in front of my back
Just need my ticket; 'til then
Won't you cut me some slack?

You're one in a million
Yeah, that's what you are
You're one in a million, babe
You're a shooting star
Maybe someday we'll see you
Before you make us cry
You know we tried to reach you
But you were much too high
Much too high, much too high,
Much too high, yes, ow!

Immigrants and faggots
They make no sense to me
They come to our country
And think they'll do as they please
Like start some mini Iran,
Or spread some fuckin' disease
They talk so many goddamn ways
It's all Greek to me
Well some say I'm lazy
And others say that's just me
Some say I'm crazy
I guess I'll always be
But it's been such a long time
Since I knew right from wrong
It's all the means to an end, I
I keep it movin' along

You're one in a million
Oo, you're a shooting star
You're one in a million, babe
You know that you are
Maybe someday we'll see you, Oo
oh, Before you make us cry
You know we tried to reach you
But you were much too high
Much too high, Oo, much too high
Yeah,
Much too high, huh, no, no, oh
Ow!

Radicals and Racists
Don't point your finger at me
I'm a small town white boy
Just tryin' to make ends meet
Don't need your religion
Don't watch that much T.V.
Just makin' my livin', baby
Well that's enough for me

You're one in a million
Yeah that's what you are
You're one in a million, babe
You're a shooting star
Maybe someday we'll see you
Before you make us cry
You know we tried to reach you
But you were much too high
Much too high, ow, much too high,
Much too high, much too high
Yeah, yeee, yeah, yeee, igh!
Ow! Much too high
(Oh, much too high, ah,
much too high, ah, much too high
much too high, ow, much too high)

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I was thinking of things that I hate to do
Sex with your parents
Things you do to me or I do to you, baby
Sex with your parents, something -

- Fatter and uglier than Rush Rambo
Somethin' more disgusting than Robert Dole
Somethin' pink that climbs out of a hole and there it was
Sex with your parents

I was getting so sick of this rightwing Republican shit
These ugly old men scared of young tit and dick
So I tried to think of something that made me sick
And there it was
Sex with your parents

Now these old fucks can steal all they want
And they can go and pass laws saying
you can't say what you want
And you can't look at this
And you can't look at that
And you can't smoke this
And you can't snort that
And me, baby, I got statistics, I got stats
These people have been to bed with their parents

Now I know you're shocked
but hang and have a brew
If you think about it for a minute
you know that it's true
They're ashamed and repelled
they don't know what to do
They've had sex with their parents
When they looked into their lovers' eyes they saw
Mom
In the name of family values we must ask
whose family
In the name of family values we must ask
Senator -

It's been reported that you have had
illegal congress with your mother
Sex with your parents
Ah, Senator
An illegal congress by proxy is a pigeon by any other name
Sex with your parents

Senators, you polish a turd
Here in the big city we got a word
For those who would bed their beloved big bird
And make a mockery of our freedoms
Ah, without even using a condom
Without even saying, "No"
By God we have a name for people like that
It's, hey, motherfucker

quote:

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You come into this country
You can't get real jobs
Boats and boats and boats of you
Go home you fuckin' slobs
Selling hot dogs on the corner
Selling papers in the street
Pushing, pulling, digging, sweating
Where you come from must be beat

CHORUS-
You always make us wait
You're the ones we hate
You can't communicate
Speak English Or Die

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quote:

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Fuck the middle east
There's too many problems
They just get in the way
We sure could live without them
They hijack our planes
They raise our oil prices
We'll kill them all and have a ball
And end their fuckin' crisis

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I was lonelier that Kunta Kinte at a Mearl Hackert concert that night
I strolled on into uncle Limpy's home palace lookin' for love
It had been a while
In fact, threehundredandsixtyfive had come and went
since that midnight-run-and-haul in hagas shaky town on I one L
I'd picked up this hitchhiker that was sweatin' gallons through a pair o Daisy Duke cut-offs and one of those fruit-loopin tank tops
Well... that night I lost myself to ruby-red lips, milky-white skin and baby-blue eyes...
name was Russel

[CHORUS]
Well a lap dance is so much better when the stripper is cryin'
Yes a lap dance is so much better when the stripper is cryin'
Well I find it's quite a thrill
When she grinds me against her will
YEs a lap dance is so much better when the stripper is cryin'
[CHORUS]

Well, faster that you can say "shallow grave"
This purdy lil' thing come up to me and start kneeding my balls like hard-boiled eggs in a tube-sock
Said her name was "Bambi"
I said well that's a coincidense darlin' cuz I was just thinkin' about skinning you like a dear
Well she smiled...
Had about as much teeth as a Jack-o-lanternAnd I went on to tell her how I would wear her face like mask as I do my little cooky dance
And then she told me to shush
I guess she could sense my despiration
'Course it's hard to hide a hard-on when you're dressed like Minny Pearl

[CHORUS]

Well ten beers, two hours and thirty dollars later I'm parking the beef-bus in tuna-town if you know what I mean
Got to nail her back at her trailer
Heh.. that rhymes
I got to admit
It was even more of a turn-on when I found out she was doin' me to buy baby-formula

[CHORUS]

A day or so had past when I popped the clutch gave the trainee a spin and slipped on into the stinky-pinky-gobble-guzzle-big-rig-snoozy-stop
There I was browsin' through the latest issue of "Throb"
When I say Bambi starin' at me from the back of a milk carton
Well.. my heart just dropped
So... I decided to do what any good Christian would
You cannot imagine how difficult it is to hold a gallon of milk-juice and polish the one-eyed-gopher when your doin seventy-five in an eighteen-wheeler
Never thought missing children could be so sexy
Did I say that out loud?

[CHORUS]

Destroying The Manger

Mastering the forces of teleportation
Gaining the secrets to travel through time
Approaching the vortex, Chronometer reading 0 B.C
What was the past will soon be changed
My first priority to destroy the manger
Crushing with the myths of paradox

Merging with the past
Shock waves rip the continuum
How long can I last, Traveling at millenium?

Following the North Star shining abright
To a place of the holy birth site
Craving my need to kill the one
Born of the name"Nazarene Son"

{chorus 4 times}
Destroy The Manger
DIE~BY~THE~SIGN~OF~THE~KEY
DIE~BY~THE~SIGN~OF~THE~KEY

Now that I have you into my sights, Nazarene child
Pulling the trigger with no reconcile
Blasting away Father, Mother, and Child
Laughing hysterically all of the while

For centuries I have awaited this confrontation
In time I will bring them all down
Your savior has now fallen
My reign of evil has only just begun

Ander voorbeeld is 'En ze lachte':

Hij was een schooier en zij was een slet.
Maar zij was de sterkste van beiden.
Ze spoorde en hitste tot misdaad hem aan.
Zij de knapste en mooiste der meiden.
Ze dreef hem tot diefstal.
Ze dreef hem tot moord.
Hij moest er op uit alle nachten.
En kwam hij dan bij haar beladen met buit.
Dan nam ze het aan en ze lachte.

't Mooiste en duurste was haar nog te min.
Begon haar dan ook te vervelen.
Ze vroeg nooit hoe hij aan die sierraden kwam.
Wat kon haar z'n liefde ook schelen.
Ze zoenen en smeken ze lieten haar koud.
En als hij naar liefde soms smachtte.
Haar smeekte zeg toch dat je veel van me houdt.
Dan keek ze hem aan en ze lach.

Ze dreef hem tot wanhoop en tot razernij.
Hij moordde toen zonde genaden.
Ze wist waar hij was en toen men hem zocht.
Toen heeft zij z'n schuilplaats verraden.
Men wachtte hem op en hij liep in de val.
Toen zij naar t gerechtshof hem brachten.
Stond zij aan de deur sjeik gekleed en gekapt.
Hij ging haar voorbij en ze lachte.

Hij zat in cel dagen weken lang.
Tot dat hem de dood zou bevrijden.
Hij schreef haar een brief.
'k Wil nog eenmaal je zien.
Hoe kun je me zo laten lijden.
Al was je een duivel toch hield ik van jouw.
Als je wist hoe ik nu naar je smachtte.
't Was z'n laatste brief.
Ze las hem kalm door.
Toen scheurde ze m'n stuk
En ze lachte.

Des morgens om vijf uur.
Toen werd hij gehaald.
Naar 't schavot wat daar stond opgeslagen.
Een rilling ging door de mensenrij heen.
Toen men het de trap op zag dragen.
En bij de degeliuotine vlak bij stond een vrouw.
Die kalm zag hoe men hem slachtte.
Een snerpende gil en toen viel het mens.
Ze keek naar het lijk en ze lachte.

Dat was 'm. Ook erg is: 'Hij was maar een neger, zo'n zwarte... Zoiets haal je niet in je huis...'

Tenslotte een lied waarvan ik de titel niet weet maar in ieder geval is pa op zee overleden, en moeder loopt vanaf de duinen de zee in, haar dood tegemoet. Dit omdat haar enige zoon zojuist is overleden aan tuberculose.

Liefs,
Helga

Frank Zappa - The Torture Never Stops

Flies all green and buzzin',
in this dungeon of despair.
Prisoners grumble and piss their clothes,
and scratch their matted hair.
A tiny light, from a window hole,
a hundred yards away,
is all they ever gets to know
about the regular light in the day.

And it stinks so bad, the stones been chokin',
and weepin' greenish drops.
In the room where the giant fire puffer works,
and the torture never stops.

The torture never stops.

Slime and rot, rats and snot,
and vomit on the floor.
Fifty yoogly soldiers, man,
holdin' spears by the iron door.
Knives and spikes, and guns and the likes
of every tool of pain.
And a sinister midget, with a bucket and a mop,
where the blood goes down the drain.

And it stinks so bad, the stones been chokin',
and weepin' greenish drops.
In the room where the giant fire puffer works,
and the torture never stops.

The torture never stops.
The torture.. the torture..
The torture never stops.

Flies all green and buzzin',
in this dungeon of despair.
An evil prince eats a steaming pig,
in a chamber right near there.
He eats the snouts and the trotters first.
The loins and the groins is soon dispersed.
His carvin' style is well rehearsed.
He stands and shouts:

All men be cursed!
All men be cursed!
All men be cursed!
All men be cursed!

And disagree?
Well, no one durst.

He's the best, of course, of all the worst.
Some wrong been done, he done it first.

And it stinks so bad, his bones been chokin',
and weepin' greenish drops.
In the night of the iron sausage,
where the torture never stops.

The torture never stops.
The torture.. the torture..
The torture never stops.

Flies all green and buzzin',
in this dungeon of despair.
Who are all those people,
that he's locked away down there?
Are they crazy?
Are they sainted?
Are they zeroes,
someone painted?

And it's never been explained,
since it first it was created.
But a dungeon, like a sin,
requires naught but lockin' in,
of everything that's ever been.
Look at her.
Look at him.

That's what's the deal we're dealin' in.
That's what's the deal we're dealin' in.
That's what's the deal we're dealin' in.
That's what's the deal we're dealin' in.

Electrocution
Gassed
Shot in the head
Car crashed
Overdosed
Strangulation
Burnt alive
Violent demise

You're goin down hard
Violent demise
Violent demise
You're goin down hard

Violent demise

Decapitated
Drowned
Assassinated
Gunned down
Stabbed in the neck
Suicide
Buried alive
Violent demise

CHORUS

Live your life,
you probably won't live to see 25.
Those trusted to protect you will get you.
Watch your back you still die.

Every man must die,
we walk around in this illusion called life.
You gotta go for it now there's no time,
there's no time.

Violent demise

Mutilated
Hit
Poisoned to death
Skull split
Disemboweled
Skinned
Spikes in your eyes
Violent demise

CHORUS

Weet je wat ik wil,
een lul in me bil,
om lekker op te poepen,
en daarna op te snoepen..

Origineel van De Straks, maar is een mooie cover van gemaakt door Neerlands punkhoop in bange dagen Human Alert

Titel nummer: Koningin

Gesampled (en verknipt) intro van de inzegening van Beatrix:
Leden van de staten Generaal, mijn aids verheugt mij....mijn aids verheugt mij........mijn aids verheugt mij etc.

De monarchie traditioneel
En voor de volkswil doof
Houdt haar onderdanen dom
Met de blikken bang omhoog
Ons koningshuis dat sneller fokt
Dan een nestje tamme ratten
Ligt van het geld van Nederland
Al jaren in de watten!!!!

Koningin
Majesteit
Rot u nu maar op
We zijn u liever kwijt

Een hooggermaanse echtgenoot
Onbetrouwbaar rechts
Vergooit zich aan de macht
En weet zich door zijn vrouw gedekt
Geen mens zit hier te wachten
Op een hoogheid van Oranje
Behalve anderhalve gek
Die plaatjes spaart van de ...
Koningin
Majesteit
Rot u nu maar op
We zijn u liever kwijt

De monarchie een zegening
Betaalt u maar de rekening!
Het kongshuis dat vreet ons geld
GROF GELD!!!!

Jezus Christus
Halleluja
Al je zonden vergeven door God
Maria de Tyfus
En Jezus de schijt
God zij met ons
Wat een gezeik

Die klootzak had het ons moeten besparen
Abortus voor Maria in plaats van baren
Rot toch op met je Christenstaat
Want God is een Nazi
als ie dan bestaat

De Bijbel daar veeg ik m'n reet mee schoon
Jezus gekruisigd? Z'n verdiende loon!
Hij deed boete voor ons allemaal
Laat me niet lachen, wat een slap verhaal!

Jezus Christus, Godverdomme
Jezus Christus is een vloek!

Jezus stierf voor z'n eigen zonden
Niet voor de mijne vuile Christenhonden
Christen, boedhist, Islamiet
Stop je goed maar in je hol want we moeten hem niet

Jezus Christus, Godverdomme
JEZUS CHRISTUS IS EEN VLOEK!!

En dit alles op een uiterst lekker meezingbaar melodietje. Bij concerten een waar meezingfestijn dat de concurrentie aankan met de EO jongerendag

Death and terror rules the land
We have been spellbound
By the Devil
You have returned to the hidden graves
Only you know about
You have returned to to face your victims
And feel sensation of violence once again

Death and terror rules the soul
You have been spellbound
By the Devil
Murderer, you have returned
To create fear and sorrow
Death and terror rules the land
We have been spellbound
By the Devil

Dimmu Borgir - Mourning Palace
Daylight has finally reached it's end
As evenfall strikes into the sky
Far away in the dark glimpsing moonlight
Sickening souls cry out in pain

Whispering voices summoning screams
Waiting for Satan to bless their sins
Blackhearted angels fallen from grace
Possessed by the search for utter darkness

Hear the cries from the Mourning Palace
Feel the gloom of restless spirits
Hear the screams from the Mouring Palace
Feel the doom of haunting chants

Eternal is their lives in misery
Eternal is their lives in grief
Abandoned in a void of nothingness
A chain of anger, a fetter of despair

In this garden of depraved beings
This unsacred place of helpless ones
Satan blessed the creatures
Inswathed them in endless night

Whispering voices, summoning screams
Waiting for Satan to bless their sins
Blackhearted angels fallen from grace
Possessed by the search for utter darkness

Dimmu Borgir - BURN IN HELL
WELCOME TO THE ABANDONED LAND
COME ON IN, CHILD; TAKE MY HAND
HERE THERE'S NO WORK OR PLAY
ONLY ONE BILL TO PAY
THERE'S JUST FIVE WORDS TO SAY
AS YOU GO DOWN, DOWN, DOWN

YOU'RE GONNA BURN IN HELL
OH, BURN IN HELL

YOU CAN'T BELIEVE ALL THE THINGS I'VE DONE WRONG IN MY LIFE
WITHOUT EVEN TRYING I'VE LIVED ON THE EDGE OF A KNIFE
WELL, I'VE PLAYED WITH FIRE, BUT I DON'T WANT TO GET MYSELF BURNED
TO THINE OWN SELF BE TRUE, SO I THINK THAT IT'S TIME FOR A TURN

BEFORE I BURN IN HELL
OH, BURN IN HELL

HEAR NO EVIL, DON'T YOU
SEE NO EVIL, DON'T YOU
LAY NO EVIL DOWN ON ME
YOU'RE GONNA BURN IN HELL
SPEAK NO EVIL, DON'T YOU
THINK NO EVIL, DON'T YOU
PLAY WITH EVIL, 'CAUSE I'M FREE

TAKE A GOOD LOOK IN YOUR HEART; TELL ME WHAT DO YOU SEE?
IT'S BLACK AND IT'S DARK, NOW IS THAT HOW YOU WANT IT TO BE?
IT'S UP TO YOU; WHAT YOU DO WILL DECIDE YOUR OWN FATE
MAKE YOUR CHOICE NOW FOR TOMORROW MAY BE FAR TOO LATE

AND THEN YOU'LL BURN IN HELL

Heerlijke muziek dimmu..een van m'n favoriete bands.

He liked to play SS
Kept a picture of Adolf, ole boy
Tucked in his cowboy vest

Sure he would string up your mother
Sure he would string up your pa
Sure he would march you up to the wall
Sure he would hang you by your last ball

He was a Nazi
But not anymore
He was a Nazi
Life evens the score

John Wayne slaughtered our Indian brothers
Burned their villages and raped their mothers
Now he has given them the white man's lord
Live by this, or die by the sword

John Wayne killed a lot of gooks in the war
But we don't give a fuck about John Wayne anymore
We all heard his tale of blood and gore
Just another pawn for the capitalist whore

John Wayne wore an army uniform
Didn't like us reds and fags who didn't conform
Great white hero had so much nerve
Lived so much longer than you deserved

Late show Indian or Mexican dies
Klan propaganda legitimized
Hypocrite coward never fought a real fight
When I see John I'm ashamed to be white
Deathbed Christian of this you avowed
If God's alive then you're roasting now
Well, John we got no regrets
As long as you died a long and painful death

YOU'RE DEAD! DEAD! DEAD! DEAD! DEAD! DEAD!

Meer humoristisch dan schokkend maar ik wou 'm jullie toch niet onthouden.

I kill children
I kill children
I love to see them die
I kill children
And make their mamas cry
Crush 'em under my car
I wanna hear them scream
Feed 'em poison candy
To spoil their Halloween

So your're in the kid's ward
You're in there cos you're ill
How about some Pavulon
So I can see you chill

Time to hit the school bus
I think I'll shoot the tires
Offer them a helping hand
Of open telephone wires

Ever wanted to die?
Of course you have
But I won't till I get my revenge
I don't wanna see people any more

Things I never ever saw before
Make me see them for the shit they are
Take as many as I can away with me
Anyone can be king for a day

So I kill children
I love to see them die
I kill children
And make their mamas cry
I bang their heads in doors
I kill children
Can hardly wait for yours

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Op maandag 18 februari 2002 02:04 schreef Purneaux het volgende:
Dead Kennedys - I Kill Children

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[Eminem]
Aww look at daddy's baby girl
That's daddy baby
Little sleepy head
Yesterday I changed your diaper
Wiped you and powdered you.
How did you get so big?
Can't believe it now your two
Baby you're so precious
Daddy's so proud of you
Sit down bitch
If you move again I'll beat the shit out of you

[Eminem](Eminem as Kim)
(Okay)
Don't make me wake this baby
She don't need to see what I'm about to do
Quit crying bitch, why do you always make me shout at you?
How could you?
Just leave me and love him out the blue
Oh, what's a matter Kim?
Am I too loud for you?
Too bad bitch, your gonna finally hear me out this time
At first, I'm like all right
You wanna throw me out? That's fine!
But not for him to take my place, are you out you're mind?
This couch, this TV, this whole house is mine!
How could you let him sleep in our bed?
Look at Kim
Look at your husband now!
(No!)
I said look at him!
He ain't so hot now is he?
Little punk!
(Why are you doing this?)
Shut the fuck up!
(You're drunk! You're never going to get away at this!)
You think I give a fuck!
Come on we're going for a ride bitch
(No!)
Sit up front
(Well I can't just leave Haley alone, what if she wakes up?)
We'll be right back
Well I will you'll be in the trunk

So long, bitch you did me so wrong
I don't wanna go on
Living in this world without you

So long, bitch you did me so wrong
I don't wanna go on
Living in this world without you

You really fucked me Kim
You really did a number on me
Never knew me cheating on you would come back to haunt me
But we was kids then Kim, I was only 18
That was years ago
I thought we wiped the slate clean
That's fucked up!
(I love you!)
Oh God my brain is racing
(I love you!)
What are you doing?
Change the station I hate this song!
Does this look like a big joke?
(No!)
There's a four year old boy lyin' dead with a slit throat
In your living room, ha-ha
What you think I'm kiddin' you?
You loved him didn't you?
(No!)
Bullshit you bitch don't fucking lie to me
What the fuck's this guy's problem on the side of me?
Fuck you asshole, yeah bite me
Kim, KIM!
Why don't you like me?
You think I'm ugly don't you
(It's not that!)
No you think I'm ugly
(Baby)
Get the fuck away from me, don't touch me
I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU!
I SWEAR TO GOD I HATE YOU
OH MY GOD I LOVE YOU
How the fuck could you do this to me?
(Sorry!)
How the fuck could you do this to me?

So long, bitch you did me so wrong
I don't wanna go on
Living in this world without you

So long, bitch you did me so wrong
I don't wanna go on
Living in this world without you

Come on get out
(I can't I'm scared)
I said get out bitch!
(Let go of my hair, please don't do this baby)
(Please I love you, look we can just take Haley and leave)
Fuck you, you did this to us
You did it, it's your fault
Oh my God I'm crackin' up
Get a grip Marshall
Hey remember the time we went to Brian's party?
And you were like so drunk that you threw up all over Archie
That was funny wasn't it?
(Yes!)
That was funny wasn't it?
(Yes!)
See it all makes sense, doesn't it?
You and your husband have a fight
One of you tries to grab a knife
And during the struggle he accidentally gets his Adams apple sliced
(No!)
And while this is goin' on
His son just woke up and he just walks in
She panics and he gets his throat cut
(Oh my God!)
So now they both dead and you slash your own throat
So now it's double homicide and suicide with no note
I should have known better when you started to act weird
We could've...HEY! Where you going? Get back here!
You can't run from me Kim
It's just us, nobody else!
You're only making this harder on yourself
Ha! Ha! Got'cha!
(Ahh!)
Ha! Go ahead yell!
Here I'll scream with you!
AH SOMEBODY HELP!
Don't you get it bitch, no one can hear you?
Now shut the fuck up and get what's comin to you
You were supposed to love me
*Kim choking
NOW BLEED! BITCH BLEED!
BLEED! BITCH BLEED! BLEED!

So long, bitch you did me so wrong
I don't wanna go on
Living in this world without you

So long, bitch you did me so wrong
I don't wanna go on
Living in this world without you

Schokkend??EERDER LEUK!

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Op zondag 17 februari 2002 23:24 schreef -Wepeel2- het volgende:
Kerk&Staat van Human Alert, wederom een heerlijk puberaal 'schop tegen alles aan' nummertje

Jezus Christus
Halleluja
Al je zonden vergeven door God
Maria de Tyfus
En Jezus de schijt
God zij met ons
Wat een gezeik

Die klootzak had het ons moeten besparen
Abortus voor Maria in plaats van baren
Rot toch op met je Christenstaat
Want God is een Nazi
als ie dan bestaat

De Bijbel daar veeg ik m'n reet mee schoon
Jezus gekruisigd? Z'n verdiende loon!
Hij deed boete voor ons allemaal
Laat me niet lachen, wat een slap verhaal!

Jezus Christus, Godverdomme
Jezus Christus is een vloek!

Jezus stierf voor z'n eigen zonden
Niet voor de mijne vuile Christenhonden
Christen, boedhist, Islamiet
Stop je goed maar in je hol want we moeten hem niet

Jezus Christus, Godverdomme
JEZUS CHRISTUS IS EEN VLOEK!!

En dit alles op een uiterst lekker meezingbaar melodietje. Bij concerten een waar meezingfestijn dat de concurrentie aankan met de EO jongerendag

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[Dit bericht is gewijzigd door SportsIllustrated op 23-02-2002 17:21]

Je vindt me misschien een beetje raar,
maar ik ben gewoon een moordenaar.
Een moordenaar, een moordenaar, een moordenaar..

Ik liep om de blok, ik zag een gozer met een klok,
het was m'n neef, D.J. Ijsblok.
Ik ben een zware jongen, maar hij is zwaarder,
ik ben een moordenaar maar hij is moordenaarder.
Ik liep naar hem toe, ik zei: "Wat doe je?"
Hij zei: "Oh, gewoon wat sukkels uitroeien."
Op de grond lag wel een lijk of vijf,
Ijsblok zei: "Ik heb trek in een discowijf."
Ik zei ok, dus wij met z'n twee,
naar de discotheek met onze wapens mee.
Twee gemene wat? Moordenaars! op pad,
naar een EEN of ander disco gat.
Bij de deur stond een griet, ik kneep in haar tiet
en zei: "Ijsblok en ik betalen niet."
De garderobeman zei met z'n vette kop:
"Jullie mogen niet naar binnen met je petten op."
M'n neef zei: "Jij vuile pleurispoot,
wie neukt met Ijsblok, die gaat dood."
En hij sloeg hem zo hard op z'n bek,
dat ie op de grond viel met een gebroken nek.
Ik brak z'n been, Ijsblok deed mee,
we schopten hem de tering met z'n twee.
De leuke dingen kunnen nu beginnen,
Ijsblok en ik gingen de disco binnen.
We kregen meteen een stijve,
daar stonden wel 50 lekkere wijven.
Maar moordenaars zijn geen type om te sjansen,
en zeker niet om de disco te dansen.
Ijsblok zei: "Yo, tast maar toe."
en liep naar de eerste de beste bitch toe.
Hij begon haar te ontkleden, trok zijn broek naar beneden,
en ramde zijn enorme lul in haar schede.
Ik volgde Ijsblok's voorbeeld,
even later was de disco net een bordeel.
In onze blote kont lagen we op de grond,
en iedereen neukte in het rond.
Op eens kwam er een gozer tussenin
en zei: "Pardon, u neukt mijn vriendin."
Ik zei: "Rot op!" maar hij gaf niet op,
en hij bleef maar zeiken aan m'n kop.
Ik sloot mijn gulp en sloeg hem tot pulp,
toen kwamen zijn vrienden hem te hulp.
Maar Ijsblok laat me nooit in de steek,
hij greep z'n mes en ging steek steek steek.
"Wat fijn, ze schreeuwen van de pijn!"
Ijsblok en ik hadden heel veel gein.
Opeens trok een halve zool zijn pistool,
maar wij zijn ook niet van de ouwe school.
Ik droeg een vest met vering voor de kogelwering,
dus met gemak schoot ik hem de tering.
Ik douwde bij die sukkel m'n loop in z'n kont,
bloed uit z'n mond, darmen op het plafond.
Na een kwartier was iedereen dood als een pier,
dus we dronken nog wat gratis bier.

Je vindt ons misschien een beetje raar,
maar we zijn gewoon een moordenaar.
Een moordenaar, een moordenaar, een moordenaar..

Op zondag wordt er niet gewerkt,
want dan zitten alle mongolen in de kerk.
En volgens mij krijg je daar gratis wijn,
dus laten wij ook eens gaan voor de gein.
Ijsblok zei: "Yeah, dat lijkt me leuk."
en inderdaad we lagen in een deuk.
Hij wurgde de dominee met veel gegorgel,
en ik speelde Dopeman op zijn kerkorgel.
Iemand zei: "Deze plek is heilig."
Ik zei: "Nou niet meer, want ik maak hem onveilig."
Met een Molotovcocktail met een lont,
Ijsblok gooide vast benzine op de grond.
Iemand gilde: "Oh God, ze willen ons vermoorden."
Maar ik denk dat God haar even niet hoorde.
Want we klommen over een wand
en aan de achterkant stak ik de kerk in brand.
Het vuur was zo heet, het smolt de ruiten,
brandende mensen renden naar buiten.
Ik dacht nog wel, wie kan zo snel,
een kerk veranderen in een hel?

Je vindt ons misschien een beetje raar,
maar we zijn gewoon een moordenaar.
Een moordenaar, een moordenaar, een moordenaar..

Beetje lomp, maar daar vroeg je toch om?!?!

Een voorbeeld:

Broken hearts are for assholes

Hey, now, hey!
Hey! Do you know what you are?
You're an asshole! ASSHOLE!

Some of you might not agree
'Cause you probably likes a lot of misery
But think a while and you will see . . .
Broken hearts are for assholes
Broken hearts are for assholes
Are you an asshole?
Broken hearts are for assholes
Are you an asshole too?
Whatcha gonna do, 'cause you're an asshole . . .

No no no, yeah yeah yeah
I said
You . . . are . . . an ASSHOLE!

Maybe you think you're a lonely guy
'N maybe you think you're too tough to cry
So you went to The Grape,
Just to give it a try
And Dagmar
Without a doubt, the ugliest sonofabitch I've ever seen in my life
Was his name . . .
One Two Three Four!
The whiskers sticking out from underneath of his Pancake make-up
And yet he was a beautiful lady
Nearly drove you insane
Let's talk about Leather: LEATHERRRRRR
And so you kissed a little sailor
Tex Abel, starring in the latest Shepperton Production:
Who had just blew in from Spain
"Sir Richard Pump-A-Loaf"
You sniffed the reeking buns of Angel
The tale of a demented bread-boffer
And acted like it was cocaine
Cucumber pud annexed to a fine whole-wheat loaf
You were dazzled by the exciting new costume of Ko-Ko
Then on Tuesday night, Ceasar's back in town
In a way you can't explain
Facing off in a no-holds-barred tag team grudge match
With Kona . . .
And so you worked the wall with Michael
Three-hundred and seventy-nine pounds of Samoan dynamite
Which gave your back an awful strain
Volcanic Hell
But you came back on Sunday for the gong shows
Next Thursday, teen town's finest
But you forgot what I was sayin'
'Cause you're an asshole, You're an asshole
That's right
You're an asshole, you're an asshole
Yes, yes
You're an asshole, you're an asshole
That's right
You're an asshole, you're an asshole

Well, now you been to The Grape, been to The Chest
Now I think you know what you are: you're an asshole

You say you can't live with what you've been through
Well, ladies you can be an asshole too
You might pretend you ain't got one on the bottom of you
But don't fool yerself girl
It's lookin' at you
Don't fool yerself girl
It's winkin' at you
Don't fool yerself girl
It's blinkin' at you
That's why I say
I'm gonna ram it, ram it, ram it
Ram it up yer poop chute
Corn hole
Ram it, ram it, ram it
Ram it up yer poop chute
Fist fuck
Ram it, ram it, ram it
Ram it up yer poop chute
Wrist-watch: Crisco
Ram it, ram it, ram it
Ram it up yer poop chute
Pud!
Don't fool yerself, girl,
It's goin' right up yer poop chute
Don't fool yerself, girl,
It's goin' right up yer poop chute
Don't fool yerself, girl,
It's goin' right up yer poop chute
(Ay ay ay ay)
Don't fool yerself, girl,
It's goin' right up yer poop chute
(Ay ay ay ay)
Don't fool yerself, girl,
It's goin' right up yer poooop chute
(Ay ay ay ay ay ay ay ay)
Don't fool yerself, girl,
It's goin' right up yer . . .

Geinig toch?

Bodies missing legs and arms
Head is crushed to a reddish pulp
Torso drained of blood and bile
Butchered rotted corpse defiled
Hand me the bonesaw
Time for dissection
Hand me the bonesaw
Begin the amputation
Dying slow and painfully
A gasping breath escapes from you
I rip the flesh and cut through bone
You are bleeding
Sawed your body parts away
Disgusting rotten stench surrounds
Gushing stumps are frayed and torn
Exposing cartilage and bone
Hand me the bonesaw
Time for dissection
Hand me the bonesaw
Begin the amputation
Dying slow and painfully
A gasping breath escapes from you
I rip the flesh and cut trough bone
Alive to watch your arms removed
Cutting - killing sawed to pieces
Jagged wounds in bodies naked
Scraping bone the marrow leaks
Mouth taped shut so you can't scream
Saw blade binding cranial
Separate, coagulate, ripped to shreds
Vivisect, operate
Hand me the bonesaw
Time for dissection
Hand me the bonesaw
Begin the amputation

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Op woensdag 13 februari 2002 22:47 schreef keeper het volgende:
Was op 2-2-2002 aan het optreden op Koningsplein, een groep met de inspirerende tekst:

Fuck Off Maxima (35x)

Ik vond het wel schokkend dat zoveel mensen nog meedeinden in zo een ongefundeerde kreet van een of andere nono

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Oral eruption
Rectal extroversion...

Your vagus implodes, as nausea strikes
Savaging your body in terminal retch
Violent spasms and decaying enzymes
Engulf your throat as you belch

Intestinal disturbance, your ileum turns inside-out
Your duodenum is thrust up towards your mouth
Your pancreas excretes stale septic pus
Your whole digestive system is now a sticky mush

Rectal vomit in your thorax
Retch your anal tract

Liquidized oesophagus mixes with bloodied excretion
As you pathetically gasp for breath
The stench of hot faeces scorch your nose
As you violently vomit to death

Your intestines are rising, up towards your throat
Stale bile escaping through your bloodied nose
Your colon digested into acidic slush
Your tongue gargling on your dislocated anus

(Solo: Grotesque Anal Disgorgement)

Moet natuurlijk Merle Haggard zijn

Let's go to the Vatican, get him out of bed
Put the noose around his neck and hang him till he's dead
Hang the Pope hang the Pope hang the Pope
Hang the Pope hang the Pope hang the Pope
Hang him with a fucking rope

Let's go to the Vatican, get him out of bed
Put the noose around his neck and hang him till he's fucking dead

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Lard - Can God fill teeth?

Don't ask me why
But I was walking down the streets
Of Fairfax, California
And I saw this flyer hangin'
On a telephone pole, and it said
CAN GOD FILL TEETH?
That's right!
For a $10 "Donation"
You could see silver fillings turn
To gold and other "supernormal dental happenings."
New caps! Filled cavities! Bring a
Flashlight and a mirror to observe.
But wait a minute -
Didn't I just read
About how the cops are getting parents
To plant bugging devices
In their kids teeth
So if they disappear they can track 'em
Before they wind up on the backs of milk cartons
And all that -
And didn't I read
That these devices can go two-way
And everything that I do or say
Is all goin' on tape somewhere right now
Planted in my cavities
And they didn't even tell me
No wonder every bad thing
In and out of my mouth
Keeps winding up on my employment record
All those fillings
All those crowns
I'll show them
Who's boss of my big mouth
Where's the pliars
God dammit! Where's the pliars?!?
Wilma! Where'd you put my electric drill
This is all coming out right now - TODAY!
Agh! Agh! Agh!
Agh! Agh! Agh!
Agh! Agh! Agh!
Must be some kind of conspiracy
The whole world's a God damn conspiracy
Look anywhere long enough, you're gonna find a conspiracy
Man, LIFE is a conspiracy!
Agh! Agh! Agh!
Agh! Agh! Agh!
Agh! Agh! Agh!
Needlenose
Up my nose
- Agh! -
Where did all these wires come from?
How far up into my skull do they go?
I pull out more and more copper spagetti
How'd my Weekly World News get all wet?
God damn fishsticks melted again
What are they trying to do to me?
No secrets left in the land of the free!
There
No one's gonna tell me what to do
It's worth eating baby food
The rest of my life
To be a free man
Bastards:
Probably wouldn't understand me anyway.

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Prince - Sister
(van het album Dirty Mind, 1980)

I was only 16 but I guess that's no excuse
My sister was 32, lovely, and loose
She don't wear no underwear
She says it only gets in her hair
And it's got a funny way of stoppin' the juice
My sister never made love to anyone else but me
She's the reason for my, uh, sexuality
She showed me where it's supposed to go
A blow job doesn't mean blow
Incest is everything it's said to be
Oh, sister
Don't put me on the street again
Oh, sister
I just want to be your friend
I was only 16 and only half a man
My sister didn't give a goddamn
She only wanted to turn me out
She [took a whip to] me until I shout
"Oh, [motherfuckersjustamotherfucker]
Can't you understand?"
Oh, sister
Don't put me on the street again
Oh, sister
I just want to be your friend
I know what you want me to do
Put me on the street
And make me blue
Oh, sister, oohoohoooow

-dennis-

Marduk - Fistfucking God's Planet

Dethrone the son
The crucified one
Dead and begotten
Unfortunately forgotten

Death on the cross
Life was your loss
You fell from Roman hands
In thy holy land
Still your words are being preached
But now your realm is being breached
Your vision we will turn to sand
When we reap thy holy land

King who was scorned with a crown of thorns
A sadist who tormented mandkind since he was born
Your throne we will burn
You shall never return
The light won't shine over your holy empire
As it ends in a roaring storm of fire
The christian serpents can escape or stay
And face the oceans of fire, blood and iron which will sweep them away

An ocean which everything you accomplished will erase
And pull out your venomous fangs from mandkind without a trace
Now were crashing onto your shore
Stare into the face of war
Death to you forevermore
By pain you never felt before

Death on the cross
Life was your loss
You fell from Roman hands
In thy holy land
Still your words are being preached
But now your realm is being breached
Your vision we will turn to sand
When we reap thy holy land

Dethrone the son
The crucified one
Dead and begotten
Unfortunately forgotten

You will pay
For getting in our way
You will see
How we will be

Fistfucking god's planet

The Residents - The Beekeeper's Daughter
(van het album Demons Dance Alone, 2002)

Leave me alone
I'm on the phone
I wish you'd only
Leave me alone

Tripping over Rover, he landed in clover
With bees stinging his face and his hands
Running back inside, he attempted to hide
But they saw the direction he ran

Alone in a closet he noticed some droplets
That were begining to cover his clothes
Worse than the bleeding, he started beating
Bees that were stinging his eyes and his nose

Running outside he tripped as he tried
To lure the bees back into the hive
His leg was broken but he started hoping
Bees would respond to a melody so
He started whistling a tune making mistle-
toe reminisce in the back in his mind
Then suddenly there was nothing to see
The bees had blended into summertime

Jingle Bells made a minute from hell
Dissipate as my daddy cried

Trouwens The Residents zijn zowel een goede bron voor duistere/lugubere teksten (www.residents.com).

-dennis-
(edit: typo)

Search and destroy van Iggy and the Stooges

quote:

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I'm a street walking cheetah with a heart full of napalm
I'm a runaway son of a nuclear A-bomb
I am the world's forgotten boy
The one who searches and destroys

Honey please help me out
Somebody gotta save my soul
Baby please plea for me

Look out honey, 'cause I'm using technology
Ain't got time to make no apology
Soul radiation in the dead of night
Love in the middle of a fire fight

Honey gotta strike me blind
Somebody gotta save my soul
Baby please take my mind

I'm the world's forgotten boy
The one who's searchin', searchin' to destroy

Look out honey, 'cause I'm using technology
Ain't got time to make no apology
Soul radiation in the dead of night
Love in the middle of a fire fight

Honey please strike me blind
Somebody gotta save my soul
Baby please take my mind

I'm the world's forgotten boy
The one who's searchin', searchin' to destroy

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quote:

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Ive been to Hastings, Ive been to Brighton , Ive been to Eastbourne too
So What, So What
Ive been here, Ive been there, Ive been every fucking where
So What, So What
So What, So What, you boring little cunt, who cares, who cares what you do!
Who cares, who cares about you, you, you.

I sucked sweets, I sucked rock, I even sucked an old mans cock
So What, So What
Ive fucked a sheep and Ive fucked a goat, Ive had my cock right down its throat
So What, So What
So What, So What, you boring little cunt, who cares, who cares what you do!
Who cares, who cares about you, you, you.

Ive drunk that and Ive drunk this, Ive spewed up on a pint of piss
So What, So What
Ive had scag and Ive had speed, Ive jacked up until I bleed
So What, So What
So What , So What, you boring little cunt, who cares, who cares what you do
Who cares, who cares about you, you, you.

I've had crabs, I've had lice, I've had the pox and that ain't nice
So What, So What
I've fucked this and I've fucked that, I've even fucked a ginger pratt
So What, So What
So What, So What, you boring little cunt, who care's, who care's about you,
You, you, YOU

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quote:

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Shiny, shiny, shiny boots of leather
Whiplash girlchild in the dark
Comes in bells, your servant, don't forsake him
Strike, dear mistress, and cure his heart

Downy sins of streetlight fancies
Chase the costumes she shall wear
Ermine furs adorn the imperious
Severin, Severin awaits you there

I am tired, I am weary
I could sleep for a thousand years
A thousand dreams that would awake me
Different colors made of tears

Kiss the boot of shiny, shiny leather
Shiny leather in the dark
Tongue of thongs, the belt that does await you
Strike, dear mistress, and cure his heart

Severin, Severin, speak so slightly
Severin, down on your bended knee
Taste the whip, in love not given lightly
Taste the whip, now plead for me

I am tired, I am weary
I could sleep for a thousand years
A thousand dreams that would awake me
Different colors made of tears

Shiny, shiny, shiny boots of leather
Whiplash girlchild in the dark
Severin, your servant comes in bells, please don't forsake him
Strike, dear mistress, and cure his heart

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quote:

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I got something to say
I killed your baby today
And it doesn't matter much to me
As long as it's dead

Well I got something to say
I raped your mother today
And it doesn't matter much to me
As long as she spread

Sweet lovely death
I am waiting for your breath
Come sweet death, one last caress

Go

Sweet lovely death
I am waiting for your breath
Come sweet death, one last caress

Well, I got something to say
I killed your baby today
And it doesn't matter much to me
As long as it's dead

Sweet lovely death
I am waiting for your breath
Come sweet death
One last caress

One last caress, sweet death
One last caress, sweet death

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shit
piss
fuck
cunt
cocksucker
motherfucker
tits
fart
turt
and fucking twat

blink182 met family reunion
uit mijn hoofd dus kweet nie zeker of het wel klopt!

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Op donderdag 24 april 2003 17:32 schreef belsen het volgende:
Last caress van The Misfits
[..]

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Hij weet wat jij moet, hij kent Zijn Woord

Omwille van hem worden mensen vermoord

Condooms zijn verboden, homo's zijn ziek

Armen bouwden kerken, hij brandt er een kaarsje voor een piek

Het Woord, de master, jouw wil, jouw macht

Jonge maagden worden stiekem verkracht

Want anticonceptie is duivels en slecht

Je bent niet goed wijs, weet je wel wat je zegt?!

Achttiende-eeuws, verstard in de tijd

Een regelrecht gevaar voor de mensheid

Hij is een pest, een chronische kwaal

Sleep die gek voor het Vaticaan-tribunaal

Verscholen achter de rug van 'Onze Lieve Heer'

Gaat de paus als een nazi tekeer

Hij wordt niet vervolgd, dat maakt me witheet

Neuk die fossiel dan in zijn reet!!!

Almachtige gek!

Wie breekt jouw nek?

Bedankt voor de bloemen?!

Hier een trap in je bek!!

Capricornus Rex in tenebris
I long to feel the dark caress
Of your cloven hooves;
I seek the loving warmth of your anus
As I place my worshipful
Lips about your teats.

We hate, and so we gather
By the light of the moon;
The art of veneficium...
This we learned from you...
To make them grieve in their lord,
Their redeemer in flames
Fanned by the scorn of the children
Who now curse his name.

Sire of sin,
You embody me
Undivine...
To you we congregate;
None so vile,
Your magnificent
Crown of horns
Inspires deeds maleficent.

Destroy the parasite [x3],
Destroy Jesus Christ.

They'll crawl in their perdition,
The righteous will be lost
Where gutted angels lie fucked...
Beneath the feunral cross;
We'll dig them a mass grave soon,
And bring to their knees
Those who would have rescinded
The laws of disease.

"The children have turned",
The cherubs wail,
As anticross triumphs
Where the cross has failed.

Hell-spawned majesty, we eagerly
Await the advent of the
Next millennium
When you will return with a swarm from
Beyond to claim your carnal
Lost dominion.

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Op maandag 18 februari 2002 01:04 schreef Dualdude het volgende:

Dimmu Borgir - BURN IN HELL
WELCOME TO THE ABANDONED LAND
COME ON IN, CHILD; TAKE MY HAND
HERE THERE'S NO WORK OR PLAY
ONLY ONE BILL TO PAY
THERE'S JUST FIVE WORDS TO SAY
AS YOU GO DOWN, DOWN, DOWN

YOU'RE GONNA BURN IN HELL
OH, BURN IN HELL

YOU CAN'T BELIEVE ALL THE THINGS I'VE DONE WRONG IN MY LIFE
WITHOUT EVEN TRYING I'VE LIVED ON THE EDGE OF A KNIFE
WELL, I'VE PLAYED WITH FIRE, BUT I DON'T WANT TO GET MYSELF BURNED
TO THINE OWN SELF BE TRUE, SO I THINK THAT IT'S TIME FOR A TURN

BEFORE I BURN IN HELL
OH, BURN IN HELL

HEAR NO EVIL, DON'T YOU
SEE NO EVIL, DON'T YOU
LAY NO EVIL DOWN ON ME
YOU'RE GONNA BURN IN HELL
SPEAK NO EVIL, DON'T YOU
THINK NO EVIL, DON'T YOU
PLAY WITH EVIL, 'CAUSE I'M FREE

TAKE A GOOD LOOK IN YOUR HEART; TELL ME WHAT DO YOU SEE?
IT'S BLACK AND IT'S DARK, NOW IS THAT HOW YOU WANT IT TO BE?
IT'S UP TO YOU; WHAT YOU DO WILL DECIDE YOUR OWN FATE
MAKE YOUR CHOICE NOW FOR TOMORROW MAY BE FAR TOO LATE

AND THEN YOU'LL BURN IN HELL

Heerlijke muziek dimmu..een van m'n favoriete bands.

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Op donderdag 20 november 2003 22:19 schreef Gerwin_F het volgende:

[..]

Dat is een cover van My Dying Bride als ik het goed heb (of twisted sister)

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Acheron - Satanic Erotica
Welcome to the lust inside my sinful mind
I'll show you things you never thought could be real
Remove your clothes and don't be afraid
Soon extasy will flow throughout your naked body

Lie on the ground upon the Baphomet
Open your legs and feel the extent of your desires
I taste your treasures as you taste mine
Now it's time for you to experience the pleasures of......

Satanic Erotica

My rod is thrust, your body starts to shake
As the smell of incense fills the room
The nectar I inject is a gift from Lucifer
It gives me power to cast my spell

Album: Marshall Mathers LP (2000)
Song: Kim

[Eminem]
Aww look at daddy's baby girl
That's daddy baby
Little sleepy head
Yesterday I changed your diaper
Wiped you and powdered you.
How did you get so big?
Can't believe it now your two
Baby you're so precious
Daddy's so proud of you
Sit down bitch
If you move again I'll beat the shit out of you

[Eminem](Eminem as Kim)
(Okay)
Don't make me wake this baby
She don't need to see what I'm about to do
Quit crying bitch, why do you always make me shout at you?
How could you?
Just leave me and love him out the blue
Oh, what's a matter Kim?
Am I too loud for you?
Too bad bitch, your gonna finally hear me out this time
At first, I'm like all right
You wanna throw me out? That's fine!
But not for him to take my place, are you out you're mind?
This couch, this TV, this whole house is mine!
How could you let him sleep in our bed?
Look at Kim
Look at your husband now!
(No!)
I said look at him!
He ain't so hot now is he?
Little punk!
(Why are you doing this?)
Shut the fuck up!
(You're drunk! You're never going to get away at this!)
You think I give a fuck!
Come on we're going for a ride bitch
(No!)
Sit up front
(Well I can't just leave Haley alone, what if she wakes up?)
We'll be right back
Well I will you'll be in the trunk

1 - So long, bitch you did me so wrong
I don't wanna go on
Living in this world without you

Repeat 1

You really fucked me Kim
You really did a number on me
Never knew me cheating on you would come back to haunt me
But we was kids then Kim, I was only 18
That was years ago
I thought we wiped the slate clean
That's fucked up!
(I love you!)
Oh God my brain is racing
(I love you!)
What are you doing?
Change the station I hate this song!
Does this look like a big joke?
(No!)
There's a four year old boy lyin' dead with a slit throat
In your living room, ha-ha
What you think I'm kiddin' you?
You loved him didn't you?
(No!)
Bullshit you bitch don't fucking lie to me
What the fuck's this guy's problem on the side of me?
Fuck you asshole, yeah bite me
Kim, KIM!
Why don't you like me?
You think I'm ugly don't you
(It's not that!)
No you think I'm ugly
(Baby)
Get the fuck away from me, don't touch me
I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU!
I SWEAR TO GOD I HATE YOU
OH MY GOD I LOVE YOU
How the fuck could you do this to me?
(Sorry!)
How the fuck could you do this to me?

Repeat 1 (2x)

Come on get out
(I can't I'm scared)
I said get out bitch!
(Let go of my hair, please don't do this baby)
(Please I love you, look we can just take Haley and leave)
Fuck you, you did this to us
You did it, it's your fault
Oh my God I'm crackin' up
Get a grip Marshall
Hey remember the time we went to Brian's party?
And you were like so drunk that you threw up all over Archie
That was funny wasn't it?
(Yes!)
That was funny wasn't it?
(Yes!)
See it all makes sense, doesn't it?
You and your husband have a fight
One of you tries to grab a knife
And during the struggle he accidentally gets his Adam's apple sliced
(No!)
And while this is goin' on
His son just woke up and he just walks in
She panics and he gets his throat cut
(Oh my God!)
So now they both dead and you slash your own throat
So now it's double homicide and suicide with no note
I should have known better when you started to act weird
We could've...HEY! Where you going? Get back here!
You can't run from me Kim
It's just us, nobody else!
You're only making this harder on yourself
Ha! Ha! Got'cha!
(Ahh!)
Ha! Go ahead yell!
Here I'll scream with you!
AH SOMEBODY HELP!
Don't you get it bitch, no one can hear you?
Now shut the fuck up and get what's comin to you
You were supposed to love me
{*Kim choking*}
NOW BLEED! BITCH BLEED!
BLEED! BITCH BLEED! BLEED!

... i love him..

9. I Hope You Get Deported

first you fucked a nigger you ugly fucking whore
ran out of men in canada and came here for more
you could shower all your life and you'd never get clean
because you fucked someone that wore afro-sheen

[chorus:]
i hope you get deported,you make me sick,i hope you get deported,you sucked a
nigger's dick

you've got no life and you talk to your pets
i hate you so much i wan't to call the i.n.s.
you work at a snack bar and your father pays your rent
over the border's where i hope you get sent

. I Became A Counselor So I Could Tell Rape Victims They Asked For It

YOU SHOULDN'T HAVE BEEN A WOMAN
YOU SHOULDN'T HAVE HAD A CUNT
YOU DESERVED IT
CUZ YOU'RE A DUMB CUNT

D-U-M-B C-U-N-T

YOU DESERVED IT, YOU DESERVED IT, YOU DESERVED IT YOU'RE A DUMB CUNT
YOU DESERVED IT, YOU DESERVED IT, YOU DESERVED IT YOU'RE A DUMB CUNT

YOU SHOULD'VE WORN A CHASTITY BELT
YOU SHOULD'VE VOLUNTEERED TO FUCK HIM
YOU SHOULD'VE BEEN UGLY
I HATE YOU BECAUSE YOU'RE A WOMAN

D-U-M-B C-U-N-T

YOU DESERVED IT YOU DESERVED IT YOU DESERVED IT YOU'RE A DUMB CUNT
YOU DESERVED IT YOU DESERVED IT YOU DESERVED IT YOU'RE A DUMB CUNT

6. I Sent Concentration Camp Footage To Americas Funniest Home Videos

MY UNCLE WAS BEST FRIEND WITH HITLER
HE HAD SOME COOL FOOTAGE OF DACHAU
I WAS WATCHING AMERICAS FUNNIEST HOME VIDEOS ON DUST
AND SENDT SOME FOOTAGE TO THAT FUCKING GAY SHOW

I SENT CONCENTRATION CAMP FOOTAGE TO AMERICAS FUNNIEST HOME VIDEOS
I SENT CONCENTRATION CAMP FOOTAGE TO AMERICAS FUNNIEST HOME VIDEOS

I DIDN'T WIN THE $10,000
SO I SENT INTERMENT CAMP FOOTAGE
I DIDN'T WIN AGAIN
SO I SENT BIRTH OF A NATION

12. I Sent A Thankyou Card To The Guy That Raped You

YOU JUST CAME FROM A BIKINI KILL CONCERT
YOU FELT LIKE A STRONG INDEPENDENT WOMAN
TWO GUYS WHERE HAVING A "RAPE THE UGLIEST CUNT POSSIBLE" CONTEST
YOU WEREN'T A STRONG WOMAN ANYMORE

I'M GLAD YOU GOT RAPED
YOU STUPID DYKE CUNT
I'M GLAD YOU GOT RAPED
CUZ YOU'RE A STUPID DYKE CUNT

I LAUGHED AS I WATCHED HIM RAPE YOU
THEN I BROUGHT HIM A FEW BEERS
EVERY YEAR ON THE ANNIVERSARY OF YOUR RAPE
I SEND HIM A THANKYOU CARD, YOU STUPID FUCKING DYKE CUNT

I'M GLAD YOU GOT RAPED
YOU STUPID DYKE CUNT
I'M GLAD YOU GOT RAPED
CUZ YOU'RE A STUPED DYKE CUNT

13. I Lit Your Baby On Fire

I SPENT ALL MY MONEY ON DRUGS, AND COULDN'T AFFORD TO FLY
I TOOK A GREYHOUND BUS, YOU AND YOUR BRAT SAT NEXT TO ME
IT WOULDN'T SHUT UP, SO I LIT IT ON FIRE
FOR 30 SECONDS IT WAS LOUDER, THEN IT SHUT UP

I LIT YOUR, I LIT YOUR, I LIT YOUR BABY ON FIRE
I LIT YOUR, I LIT YOUR, I LIT YOUR BABY ON FIRE
I LIT YOUR, I LIT YOUR, I LIT YOUR BABY ON FIRE
I LIT YOUR, I LIT YOUR, I LIT YOUR BABY ON FIRE

YOU CAME BACK FROM THE BATHROOM, AND SMELLED SOMETHING BURNING
YOU REALIZED IT WAS YOUR BABY, AND I STARTED TO LAUGH
YOU ASKED THE DRIVER TO PULL OVER, BUT HE LAUGHED AT YOU TOO
YOU YELLED AT ME, SO I ROSTED SOME MARSMELLOWS ON YOU'RE KID

I LIT YOUR, I LIT YOUR, I LIT YOUR BABY ON FIRE
I LIT YOUR, I LIT YOUR, I LIT YOUR BABY ON FIRE
I LIT YOUR, I LIT YOUR, I LIT YOUR BABY ON FIRE
I LIT YOUR, I LIT YOUR, I LIT YOUR BABY ON FIRE

15. I Intentionally Ran Over Your Dog

YOU'RE DOG WAS YOUR ONLY FRIEND
YOU DEPEND YOUR LIFE SAVING FIXING IT'S BROKEN LEG
YOU LOVED IT MORE THAN YOU'RE PARENTS LOVED YOU
AND THEN I RAN IT OVER

YOUR DOG WAS DUMB, AND NOW IT'S DEAD
MY TIRE-TRACKS ARE TATTOOED ON IT'S HEAD
MY TIRE-TRACKS ARE TATTOOED ON IT'S HEAD

I DRAGGED IT 50 YARDS DOWN THE STREET
AND YOU RAN AFTER ME IN TEARS
I ALMOST CRASHED BECAUSE I WAS LAUGHING SO HARD
THEN I TURNED AROUND, AND TRIED TO HIT YOU

YOUR DOG WAS DUMB, AND NOW IT'S DEAD
MY TIRE-TRACKS ARE TATTOOED ON IT'S HEAD
MY TIRE-TRACKS ARE TATTOOED ON IT'S HEAD

19. Your Kid Committed Suicide Because You Suck

ERIC CLAPTON SUCKS, ERIC CLAPTON SUCKS
ERIC CLAPTON'S GAY, AND HE'S FUCKING GAY
YOUR FATHER IS THE 4TH WORST SONG WRITER
AFTER SPRINGSTEEN, SEGER AND PETTY

YOU WERE SICK OF HIS GAY FUCKING SONGS
SO YOU JUMPED OUT A REALLY HIGH UP WINDOW
YOUR FATHER SUCKS SO FUCKING BAD
YOU KNEW YOU'D GET BEATEN UP AT SCHOOL

YOU WERE SICK OF HEARING "YOU LOOK WONDERFUL TONIGHT"
SO YOU JUMPED OUT A REALLY HIGH UP WINDOW
SOMETIMES I WISH YOU DIDEN'T DIE
BECAUSE I HATE THE SONG "TEARS IN HEAVEN"
I WAS GLAD YOU DIED UNTIL I HEARD THAT SONG
AND KEVIN SHARP IS GAY

20. I Ate Your Horse

YOUR DAD TOOK OUT A SECOND MORTGAGE TO BUY YOU A HORSE
YOU LOVED IT, AND TOOK BETTER CARE FOR IT THAN YOURSELF
YOU COMMAND IT, CLEANED IT, AND FED IT APPLES EVERY DAY
I WAS BROKE, DRUNK, AND HUNGRY, SO I KILLED YOUR HORSE, AND ATE IT

I ATE YOUR HORSE
I ATE YOUR HORSE
I ATE YOUR HORSE
I ATE YOUR HORSE

WHEN YOU CAME TO THE STABLE NEXT MORNING
YOU FOUND A PILE OF HAIR, TEETH, AND HOOVES
I HID AROUND THE BACK, TO LISTEN TO YOU CRY
THEN I BEAT AN OLD LADY TO DEATH WHIT THE LEG BONE

I ATE YOUR HORSE
I ATE YOUR HORSE
I ATE YOUR HORSE
I ATE YOUR HORSE

23. I Made You're Kid Get AIDS, So You Could Watch It Die

A FEW YEARS AGO, I SNUCK F.MERKURY INTO YOUR SONS ROOM
I GAVE HIM ANESTHESIA SO HE'D NEVER REMEMBER GETTING RAPED
YOU SPENT YOUR LIFE SAVINGS PUTTING YOUR KID THROUGH COLLAGE
THEN HE DIED OF AIDS, SO YOU WASTED YOUR MONEY FOR NOTHING

I MADE YOUR KID GET AIDS, SO YOU COULD WATCH IT DIE
I MADE YOUR KID GET AIDS, SO YOU COULD WATCH IT CRY

YOU THOUGHT YOUR SON WAS ON A DIET, SO YOU DIDN'T WORRY TO MUCH
AT THE FUNERAL, I TOLD YOU WHAT HAPPENED, AND LAUGHED AT YOU
I DIDN'T THINK THAT YOU SUFFERED ENOUGH
SO I SHOT YOUR WIFE IN FRONT OF YOU

I MADE YOUR KID GET AIDS, SO YOU COULD WATCH IT DIE
I MADE YOUR KID GET AIDS, SO YOU COULD WATCH IT CRY

BRACS, SUMMER CAMP, COLLAGE YOU WASTED ALL YOUR MONEY
FOOD, CLOTHING, TRIPS TO DISNEY WORLD, YOU WASTED ALL YOUR MONEY
BIRTHDAYS, CHRISTMAS, THE TOOTH FAIRY, YOU WASTED ALL YOUR MONEY
LUNCH MONEY, FIELD TRIPS, TOYS, YOU WASTED ALL YOUR MONEY

28. I Made Fun Of You Because Your Kid Just Died

I WAS AT THE HOSPITAL LAUGHING AT CRIPPLES
THE I HEARD YOU KID JUST DIED
SUDDENLY, THAT WAS FUNNIER THAN THE CRIPPLES
SO I TRACKED YOU DOWN AND MADE FUN OF YOU

YOUR KID DIED, AND YOU CRIED
AND I THOUGHT IT WAS FUNNY

IT WAS AN OPEN CASKET WAKE
I SPILLED MY BEER IN YOUR KIDS COFFIN
YOUR MASCARA RAN BECAUSE YOU WERE CRYING
SO I KICKED YOUR HUSBAND IN THE BALLS

YOUR KID DIED, AND YOU CRIED
AND I THOUGHT IT WAS FUNNY

29. Domestic Violence Is Really Really Really Funny

YOU CAUGHT YOUR WIFE FUCKING THE MAILMAN
YOU THREW HER DOWN A FLIGHT OFF STAIRS
YOUR SON CAME HOME WITH 4 D'S AND AN F
YOU KICKED HIM IN THE BALLS AND IN THE FACE

IF I WAS A COP, CALLED TO YOUR HOUSE
I'D CONGRATULATE YOU FOR BEATING YOUR SPOUSE
I'D SHAKE YOUR HAND FOR BEATING YOUR SON
IF HE WAS MY SON, I'D TAKE OUT MY GUN

DOMESTIC VIOLENCE IS REALLY REALLY REALLY FUNNY
DOMESTIC VIOLENCE IS REALLY REALLY REALLY FUNNY
DOMESTIC VIOLENCE IS REALLY REALLY REALLY FUNNY
DOMESTIC VIOLENCE IS REALLY REALLY REALLY FUNNY

YOUR TEENAGE DAUGHTER CAME HOME PREGNANT FOR THE 3'RD OR 4'TH TIME
YOU PUT ON YOUR BOOTS AND KICKED HER IN THE STOMACH
THEN YOU CAUGHT YOUR WIFE SUCKING THE MILKMAN'S DICK
SO YOU THREW HER DOWN THE STAIRS AGAIN

IF I WAS A COP, CALLED TO YOUR HOUSE
ID OFFERED TO SHOOT YOUR NO-GOOD SPOUSE
IF I HAD TO DEAL WITH YOUR TEENAGE SLUT
I'D GLADLY KICK HER IN THE GUT

DOMESTIC VIOLENCE IS REALLY REALLY REALLY FUNNY
DOMESTIC VIOLENCE IS REALLY REALLY REALLY FUNNY
DOMESTIC VIOLENCE IS REALLY REALLY REALLY FUNNY
DOMESTIC VIOLENCE IS REALLY REALLY REALLY FUNNY

34. You're Pregnant, So I Kicked You In The Stomach

I THOUGHT YOU WHERE A FAT CHICK
THEN I REALIZED YOU WHERE PREGNANT
I THOUGHT IT WOULD BE FUNNY IF YOUR BABY DIED
SO I KICKED YOU IN THE STOMACH

I KICKED YOU, YOUR BABY'S DEAD
I KICKED YOU, YOUR BABY'S DEAD
I KICKED YOU, YOUR BABY'S DEAD
HA HA HA YOUR BABY'S DEAD

THERE WHERE NO STAIRS TO THROW YOU DOWN
THERE WAS NO ROOF TO THROUGH YOU OFF
THERE WAS NO COAT HANGERS AROUND
SO I KICKED YOU IN THE STOMACH

I KICKED YOU, YOUR BABY'S DEAD
I KICKED YOU, YOUR BABY'S DEAD
I KICKED YOU, YOUR BABY'S DEAD
HA HA HA YOUR BABY'S DEAD

Njah, genoeg.., Nee ik schreeuw niet, heb het alleen maar gecopy-paste van een site waar blijkbaar alleen in caps geschreven wordt

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ONTROUW

Weet je wat ik graag zou willen
Een dolk verzinken tussen jouw heerlijke billen
Liefst op zieke , brute wijze
En me dan bedienen van jouw spijzen

Graaiend met mijn klauwen door al dat vlees
Een ziekte waarvan ik nooit meer genees
De ideale partner voor een avondje genot
Jouw organen zijn het, waarop ik ben verzot
Bloedende wijven
Bezorgen me een stijve
KUTSNOL

Ik nagel je aan een paal
Ga met je eer aan de haal
Ik snij je open, snol
Waar is mijn bijl

Dan hak ik je borstkas open
Nadat ik het bloed uit je stompen heb gezopen
Ik ruk je hart eruit
Eindelijk vergaan, dat onkruid

Mag ik jou mijn sletje noemen?
En je in je nekje zoenen
Om het vervolgens te breken
Nadat je bent bezweken

Bloedende wijven
Bezorgen me een stijve
KUTSNOL

http://www.brutushakken.nl/
geniale band

Jesus Hitler Lyrics

Jesus Hitler
Adolf Christ
Is this the second coming
Or the fourth Reich?

His mother a nun raped by a nazi
near the end of the second great war
gave birth to a son who could change the future
for better or worse he's not sure
I am what should never have been
the ultimate abomination
Have I returned to save the Jews
or to destroy them?

Hear thee my fellow nazolics
come join the Neotheofacists
keep the race pure practice eugenics
and swear to the holy swazafix

I have returned

Reich und Roll!

Hess to my left and Peter on my right
will it be war or peace
totalitarian on his throne of blood
commands both man and beast
a pair of souls trapped in the body of one
both prisoners of reincarnation
torn between good and evil
I have returned for salvae-elimination
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U.S.A. for U.S.A. Lyrics

Listen to all this all you douchebags
it's time that we laid down the law
we're tired of taking your shit
and we ain't 'gonna take it no more
be prepared to fight and die
so that we may be free
and if you don't like it here
than pack your shit and leave
our forefathers died in war
so that you could live better
we at least owe it to them
to keep the stars and stripes forever

Planting bombs in planes
blowing up our ships
kill our kids and woman
find these dickless slobs
hang them by the scrotum
lets end the terrorism

You think yourself a god
would follow to the death
a spineless yellow faggot
a bunch of stinking slobs
hiding behind masks
show yourself 'ya maggot

United we stand
divided we fall
and that's the way it's gonna be
don't ever forget the soldiers
who died for liberty

All the bullshit countries
who think they'll beat the giant
world peace upheaval
we'll nuke 'em to the stone age
send the message clear
ya don't fuck with the eagle
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Op woensdag 21 januari 2004 23:45 schreef Tokus het volgende:
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ONTROUW

Weet je wat ik graag zou willen
Een dolk verzinken tussen jouw heerlijke billen
Liefst op zieke , brute wijze
En me dan bedienen van jouw spijzen

Graaiend met mijn klauwen door al dat vlees
Een ziekte waarvan ik nooit meer genees
De ideale partner voor een avondje genot
Jouw organen zijn het, waarop ik ben verzot
Bloedende wijven
Bezorgen me een stijve
KUTSNOL

Ik nagel je aan een paal
Ga met je eer aan de haal
Ik snij je open, snol
Waar is mijn bijl

Dan hak ik je borstkas open
Nadat ik het bloed uit je stompen heb gezopen
Ik ruk je hart eruit
Eindelijk vergaan, dat onkruid

Mag ik jou mijn sletje noemen?
En je in je nekje zoenen
Om het vervolgens te breken
Nadat je bent bezweken

Bloedende wijven
Bezorgen me een stijve
KUTSNOL

http://www.brutushakken.nl/
geniale band

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Een dolk verzinken tussen jouw heerlijke billen
Liefst op zieke , brute wijze

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The B-52's - Planet Claire

She came from Planet Claire
I knew she came from there
She drove a Plymouth Satellite
Faster than the speed of light

Planet Claire has pink air
All the trees are red
No one ever dies there
No one has a head

Some say she's from Mars
Or one of the seven stars
That shine after 3:30 in the morning
WELL SHE ISN'T

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