100% Tukker | zondag 5 mei 2002 @ 14:45 |
"My girlfriend had a miscarriage... I had to eat it..." - Bizarre (D12) Hoe kom je erop...  Nog meer leuke 1/2/3-liners? |
Haanibal | zondag 5 mei 2002 @ 14:51 |
1 My mother was a witch, she was burned alive. Thankless little bitch, for the tears I cried. Take her down now, don't want to see her face All blistered and burnt, can't hide my disgrace 2 I got something to say, I killed your baby today and it Doesn't matter much to me, as long as it's dead. I got something to say, I raped your mother today and it Doesn't matter much to me, as long as she's spread. |
100% Tukker | zondag 5 mei 2002 @ 14:57 |
Het zou handig zijn er bij te plaatsen van wie het is...  "Ouch, it would not reach my mouth... If I could do it myself, I'll probably would never leave the house..." (Bloodhound Gang) |
mrcool | zondag 5 mei 2002 @ 14:57 |
Benji_Ganja Smoker - 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 |
TrashNSk8 | zondag 5 mei 2002 @ 15:01 |
quote: Op zondag 05 mei 2002 14:57 schreef 100% Tukker het volgende: Het zou handig zijn er bij te plaatsen van wie het is... 
ok, deze:quote: Op zondag 05 mei 2002 14:51 schreef Haanibal het volgende: 1 My mother was a witch, she was burned alive. Thankless little bitch, for the tears I cried. Take her down now, don't want to see her face All blistered and burnt, can't hide my disgrace 2 I got something to say, I killed your baby today and it Doesn't matter much to me, as long as it's dead. I got something to say, I raped your mother today and it Doesn't matter much to me, as long as she's spread.
is van Metallica |
syndr0me | zondag 5 mei 2002 @ 15:02 |
quote: Op zondag 05 mei 2002 14:57 schreef mrcool het volgende: Benji_Ganja Smoker heel verhaal in het Duits
Volgens mij vroeg de topicstarter om 1/2/3 liners, niet om 50/60/100 liners... Oftewel.. citaten uit een songtekst die grappig zijn, niet de songtekst zelf!  Hier die van mij: "I've been blessing and laughing so long that.. even ma mama thinks that my mind is gonë" - Coolio.. (GP) |
mrcool | zondag 5 mei 2002 @ 15:04 |
quote: Op zondag 05 mei 2002 15:02 schreef syndr0me het volgende:[..] Volgens mij vroeg de topicstarter om 1/2/3 liners, niet om 50/60/100 liners... Oftewel.. citaten uit een songtekst die grappig zijn, niet de songtekst zelf!  Hier die van mij: "I've been blessing and laughing so long that.. even ma mama thinks that my mind is gonë" - Coolio.. (GP)
Topictitel = Geinige lyrics, dus... |
100% Tukker | zondag 5 mei 2002 @ 15:08 |
quote: Op zondag 05 mei 2002 15:01 schreef TrashNSk8 het volgende:[..] ok, deze: [..] is van Metallica
'Last Caress' dus...  |
Haanibal | zondag 5 mei 2002 @ 15:11 |
quote: Op zondag 05 mei 2002 15:08 schreef 100% Tukker het volgende:[..] 'Last Caress' dus... 
my mother.... = am i evil de ander is last caress |
eetomit | zondag 5 mei 2002 @ 15:13 |
A few years ago, an ex girl of mine Asked me to take her name out my rhyme So I said this rhyme that I'm about to say, It came from the heart and it went this way.Go to hell girl, you make me sick I hope your new boyfriend gets cancer in his dick!! What the fuck makes you think I'll put your name on my record, Yeahhh, now I feel a lot better... Slug - Guns & Cigarettes. |
100% Tukker | zondag 5 mei 2002 @ 15:17 |
quote: Op zondag 05 mei 2002 15:13 schreef eetomit het volgende: A few years ago, an ex girl of mine Asked me to take her name out my rhyme So I said this rhyme that I'm about to say, It came from the heart and it went this way.Go to hell girl, you make me sick I hope your new boyfriend gets cancer in his dick!! What the fuck makes you think I'll put your name on my record, Yeahhh, now I feel a lot better... Slug - Guns & Cigarettes.
Ok, die is wreed...  Uit een van Snoop Dogg's nummers: "..and then you'll show them how you can make it smoke a cancer stick..."  |
100% Tukker | zondag 5 mei 2002 @ 15:22 |
"There's 3 things that keep me from being a nazi: I'm black, I'm fat, and my daddy is Liberace!" (D12) |
M.a.r.i.e.k.j.e | zondag 5 mei 2002 @ 15:23 |
Tool- Die Eier von Satan orineel is in het Duits.. maar ik heb er d'r engelse variant ook maar even bijgezocht Die Eier von Satan Eine halbe Tasse Staubzucker Ein Viertel Teelöffel Salz Eine Messerspitze türkisches Haschisch Ein halbes Pfund Butter Ein Teelöffel Vanillenzucker Ein halbes Pfund Mehl Einhundertfünfzig Gramm gemahlene Nüsse Ein wenig extra Staubzucker ... und keine Eier In eine Schüssel geben Butter einrühren Gemahlene Nüsse zugeben und Den Teig verkneten Augenballgroße Stücke vom Teig formen Im Staubzucker wälzen und Sagt die Zauberwörter Simsalbimbamba Saladu Saladim Auf ein gefettetes Backblech legen und Bei zweihundert Grad für fünfzehn Minuten backen und KEINE EIER Bei zweihundert Grad für fünfzehn Minuten backen und Keine Eier .. The Eggs/Balls of Satan Half a cup of powdered sugar One quarter teaspoo salt One knifetip Turkish hash Half a pound butter One teaspoon vanilla-sugar Half a pound flour 150 g ground nuts A little extra powdered sugar ... and no eggs Place in a bowl Add butter Add the ground nuts and Knead the dough Form eyeball-size pieces from the dough Roll in the powdered sugar and say the Magic Words: "Sim sala bim bamba sala do saladim"
Place on a greased baking pan and Bake at 200 degrees for 15 minutes ...AND NO EGGS Bake at 200 degrees for 15 minutes ...and no eggs. |
Bannie | zondag 5 mei 2002 @ 19:11 |
quote: Op zondag 05 mei 2002 15:22 schreef 100% Tukker het volgende: "There's 3 things that keep me from being a nazi: I'm black, I'm fat, and my daddy is Liberace!" (D12)
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search64 | zondag 5 mei 2002 @ 19:13 |
quote: Op zondag 05 mei 2002 15:11 schreef Haanibal het volgende:[..] my mother.... = am i evil de ander is last caress
Ik wil even vermelden dat allebei die nummers niet van Metallica zijn. |
search64 | zondag 5 mei 2002 @ 19:14 |
The Girls of Porn (Mr. Bungle) Okay, all you pus-sucking motherfuckers out there It's time to win a chance to butt-bang Your daughter's tight virgin cherry ass to caller #666 The urge is too much to take All I can think about is playing with myself It's time to masturbate I've got my Hustler and I don't need nothin' else Ginger...Ginger My hand gets tired and my dick gets sore But the girls of porn want more So I flip throught the pages one more time And I just let the jism fly Yeah yeah yeah A quarter for a peep show A private booth or talking to a naked whore XXX video 976 and I can whack it on the phone Nobody's home, I'm alone The devil in Miss Jones Nobody's home, I'm alone Aja & John Holmes We got gushin' gonads, tingling tushes Hairy balls and hairy bushes S & M, whips and chains Pregnant ladies with menstrual pains We got hand jobs and nipple tweaks Finger bangs and slappin' cheeks We got rape, necro & both ways And lots of hung studs for all you gays We got incest & bestiality too We got Sade & the sweetest taboo We got girls who'll eat your pee and poo And guys who'd love to fuck your shoe There's she-males, lezbos, & shaved beav And D-cup mamas with so much cleave Senior citizens who love to watch And sniff those skid marks from your crotch - yeah! Ain't got no woman next to me I just got this magazine And what's on the TV screen But that's okay with me I was trained to fuck you baby... |
Afwezig | zondag 5 mei 2002 @ 20:11 |
uhh .. ik ken 'r zoveel  D-12 : My grandma sucked my dick and I didn't cum (ofzo iets:)) Als je die texten leest zie je dat die jongens best controversieel zijn .. En van dat nummer So What .. dat metallica gecoverd heeft: I fucked a sheep, I fucked a goat, I rammed my cock right down it's trougt Die kwamen als eerste bij me op  |
BananeKoning | zondag 5 mei 2002 @ 20:33 |
quote: Op zondag 05 mei 2002 19:13 schreef search64 het volgende:[..] Ik wil even vermelden dat allebei die nummers niet van Metallica zijn.
Metallica - Garage Inc\Metallica - Am I Evil.mp3 Na ongeveer 2 minuut en 3 seconden begint ie dat te zingen (my mother e.d.). |
Soundlevel | zondag 5 mei 2002 @ 20:36 |
quote: Op zondag 05 mei 2002 20:33 schreef BananeKoning het volgende:[..] Metallica - Garage Inc\Metallica - Am I Evil.mp3
Beide nummers zijn gecoverd door Metallica...
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BananeKoning | zondag 5 mei 2002 @ 20:36 |
Nerf Herder - Pantera Fans in Love I'll bring the wine you bring the bread and cheese It's hard to eat when your headbanging Making out in the middle of the pit How come Slayer doesnt sing about this If anything comes between you and me The heavymetal heaven that's where we'll be We are Pantera fans in love |
BananeKoning | zondag 5 mei 2002 @ 20:37 |
quote: Op zondag 05 mei 2002 20:36 schreef Soundlevel het volgende:[..] Beide nummers zijn gecoverd door Metallica...

Ik wilde er net bij editten dat het misschien wel covers zijn.... je m'excuse |
OZz | zondag 5 mei 2002 @ 20:39 |
Oene meine matsch tirol Oene meine matsch tirol Oene meine matsch tirol Oene meine matsch tirol Oene meine matsch tirol Petertje zei: ga je mee.. lekker danzhe me ze thwee naarh eeh heel grooo kafhee Oene meine matsch tirol Oene meine matsch tirol Oene meine matsch tirol Oene meine matsch tirol Oene meine matsch tirol Oene meine matsch tirol Oene meine matsch tirol Oene meine matsch tirol (Willy Batenburg) Oene meine matsch tirol Oene meine matsch tirol Oene meine matsch tirol Oene meine matsch tirol oet me shij meehhe mheeheee Oene meine matsch tirol Oene meine matsch tirol Oene meine matsch tirol Oene meine matsch tirol
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Slayher | zondag 5 mei 2002 @ 20:45 |
quote: Op zondag 05 mei 2002 20:39 schreef OZz het volgende: Oene meine matsch tirol Oene meine matsch tirol Oene meine matsch tirol Oene meine matsch tirol Oene meine matsch tirol Petertje zei: ga je mee.. lekker danzhe me ze thwee naarh eeh heel grooo kafhee Oene meine matsch tirol Oene meine matsch tirol Oene meine matsch tirol Oene meine matsch tirol Oene meine matsch tirol Oene meine matsch tirol Oene meine matsch tirol Oene meine matsch tirol (Willy Batenburg) Oene meine matsch tirol Oene meine matsch tirol Oene meine matsch tirol Oene meine matsch tirol oet me shij meehhe mheeheee Oene meine matsch tirol Oene meine matsch tirol Oene meine matsch tirol Oene meine matsch tirol
 * Slayher ligt dubbel |
TrashNSk8 | zondag 5 mei 2002 @ 20:57 |
quote: Op zondag 05 mei 2002 19:13 schreef search64 het volgende:[..] Ik wil even vermelden dat allebei die nummers niet van Metallica zijn.
AAAAAHHHH, idd... ik was ff abuis. Ik was groot Metallica-fan en heb van Last Caress ook nog eens het origineel... Ik dacht eigenlijk aan andere nummers, waarom weet ik niet... Hmm, ik gooi het maar op het feit dat ik ziek ben...  |
search64 | zondag 5 mei 2002 @ 21:04 |
quote: Op zondag 05 mei 2002 20:11 schreef Afwezig het volgende: En van dat nummer So What .. dat metallica gecoverd heeft: I fucked a sheep, I fucked a goat, I rammed my cock right down it's trougt
Die kwamen als eerste bij me op 
down it's throat |
SportsIllustrated | zondag 5 mei 2002 @ 21:10 |
quote: Op zondag 05 mei 2002 21:04 schreef search64 het volgende:[..] down it's throat
down its throat
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#ANONIEM | zondag 5 mei 2002 @ 21:12 |
Waar komen jullie toch vandaan, waar de smurfenhuisjes staan. Hebben jullie ook een eigen taal, ja die smurfen wij allemaal. Doen jullie iets wat wij niet druven, ja want wij zijn echte smurfen. Dit is een lied met een leuk refrein, jullie zijn groot en wij zijn klein.Refr: de fluitsmurf begint! Tuut, tuut, tutututu, tuut, tuut, etc. Ja zing maar na! La, la, lalalala, la, etc. En nu de tweede stem! La, la, lalalala, la, etc. En nu allemaal! la, la, lalalala, la, etc. Kunnen jullie door een waterkraan? Wij kunnen door een waterkraan! En ook door een sleutelgat? Ja, ook door een sleutelgat! Kunnen jullie op een blokfluit spelen! Ja, daar kunnen wij ook op spelen! Vinden smurfen dansen fijn? Ja, maar alleen op dit refrein! refr: La, la, lalalala, la, etc. - He, wie is daar verkeerd aan het smurfen! - He, zing eens netjes mee! Yes, Sir! Waarom zijn de smurfen klein? Omdat jullie groter zijn! Gaan jullie met die muts naar bed? Ja, die wordt niet afgezet! Gaan jullie net als wij ook slapen? Nee, wij moeten driemaal gapen! Wat is jullie grootste wens? Smurfen maar dat snapt geen mens! refr: La, la, lalalala, la, etc. 
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Zander | zondag 5 mei 2002 @ 21:13 |
quote: Op zondag 05 mei 2002 21:12 schreef postinggirl het volgende: Waar komen jullie toch vandaan, waar de smurfenhuisjes staan.
Hmm.. deze ken ik met een hele andere tekst  |
#ANONIEM | zondag 5 mei 2002 @ 21:15 |
quote: Op zondag 05 mei 2002 21:13 schreef Zander het volgende:[..] Hmm.. deze ken ik met een hele andere tekst 
Posten a.u.b.! (Of is 'ie niet geschikt voor de minderjarigen onder ons? ) |
Afwezig | zondag 5 mei 2002 @ 21:16 |
quote: Op zondag 05 mei 2002 21:04 schreef search64 het volgende:[..] down it's throat
Jup Kwist ut ff niet meer .. maargoed .. je weet iig wat ik bedoel enzo  |
search64 | zondag 5 mei 2002 @ 21:24 |
quote: Op zondag 05 mei 2002 21:10 schreef SportsIllustrated het volgende:[..] down its throat 
Ik was al bang dat niemand het zou zien. |
cinnamon | zondag 5 mei 2002 @ 22:46 |
quote: I'm an asshole!
Dennis Leary |
jesse79 | zondag 5 mei 2002 @ 23:01 |
quote: Op zondag 05 mei 2002 21:15 schreef postinggirl het volgende:[..] Posten a.u.b.! (Of is 'ie niet geschikt voor de minderjarigen onder ons? )
Nou ik zong 'm al toen ik 10 was (en het is ook best kinderachtige brugpieperhumor)Waar komen jullie toch vandaan? Uit de kut van Tantje Sjaan Hoe zijn jullie daar dan gekomen? Via de pik van Ome Jan Wat hebben jullie daar dan gedaan? Glijden van de spermabaan Wat hebben jullie daar dan gegeten? Spermaballen, niet te vreten |
cinnamon | maandag 6 mei 2002 @ 01:15 |
quote: whooo
michael jackson - bad |
Gianthuust | maandag 6 mei 2002 @ 01:41 |
Brand New Song van Reel Big Fish i've got a brand new girlfriend she is so lovely lovely i've got a new ex-girlfriend she is so fat and ugly oh not you again it gets worse everytime and one plus two again won't work i can't divide it well i let it go , i don't care i love you when you're not there brand new song just for you i'm not sorry about the things i do i've got a brand new song it is so happy happy i've got a brand new attitude it is so hateful hateful not you again it gets worse everytime one plus two again won't work i can't divide it well i let it go i don't care i love you when you're not there brand new song just for you i'm so sorry(but that's not true) you keep tellin' me that it's so easy to forget it you keep tellin' me but i now i'll always regret it , well i let it go, you're not there i love you and you don't care a brand new song i've done my best i'm so sorry, sorry about this mess |
Diverse_Reality | maandag 6 mei 2002 @ 01:47 |
quote: Op zondag 05 mei 2002 14:51 schreef Haanibal het volgende: 2 I got something to say, I killed your baby today and it Doesn't matter much to me, as long as it's dead. I got something to say, I raped your mother today and it Doesn't matter much to me, as long as she's spread.
Misfits . |
TrashNSk8 | maandag 6 mei 2002 @ 08:49 |
post hier trouwens ook maar ff wat teksten van Slayer. Die zieke shit over seriemoordenaars enzo. Vet! |
TrashNSk8 | maandag 6 mei 2002 @ 08:58 |
Blood for Blood: - if you don't like it, you can suck my dick (herhaal een aantal keer ) - if she spreads on the first date, she's a pro; if she sucks great cock, she's a pro - fucking your pussy was like fucking the wound of a shotgun blast.... WITH gang green! (als deze teksten TE erg zijn, merk ik het wel van de mods; ik kan er goed om lachen iig ) |
-Ma3stro- | maandag 6 mei 2002 @ 11:07 |
icp - House Of Horrors I'm twisted, I'll cut your finger off, and stick in your butt Awaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa and glue it shuticp - Dating game (Host Intro) Let's meet contestant #1 He's a schitzophrenic serial killer clown Who says women love his sexy smile. Let's find out if his charm will work on Sharon. Sharon, what's your question? (Sharon) Contestant #1, I believe first impressions last forever, So let's say you were to come over to my parents' house And have dinner with me and my family. Tell me what you'd do to make that first impression really stay. (Violent J) Let's see, hmm, well I'd have to think about it I might show up in a tux, ha! But I doubt it. I'd probably just show up naked like I always do And look your mama in the eye and tell her fuck you! Hurry up bitch I'm hungry, I smell spaghetti, I'd pinch her limpy ass and tell her get the food ready! Your dad would probably start trippin and get me pissed I'd have to walk up and bust him in his fuckin lips! It's dinner time, we're hearin' grace from your mother I pull a 40 out and pour some for your little brother I'm standing staring at your sister, I'll tell you this You know for only 13 she got some big tits! After that, your dad would try to jump again And only this time I'd put the 40 to his chin! After your mom does the dishes and the silverwear, I'd dry fuck her till I nut in my underwear!!!! |
Slug-Twista | maandag 6 mei 2002 @ 12:06 |
quote: Op zondag 05 mei 2002 14:45 schreef 100% Tukker het volgende: "My girlfriend had a miscarriage... I had to eat it..." - Bizarre (D12)Hoe kom je erop... 
Maar hoe kom je er van af?Ikzelf vind zijn teksten een beetje el-cheapo |
dunniecash | maandag 6 mei 2002 @ 13:44 |
Heheh "el-cheapo" is zo'n mooie uitdrukking  zelf vind ik dit een meesturleke lyric: The borough that you brag about, nigga you don't own it (nah) The dime piece in the video, you ain't bone it (NOPE) But when I shoot a video my hoes'll look busted (ill) Least I can brag on the low how I touched it [[ J-Zone @ The Zone Mission (Part VIII) ]] |
wizarddragon | maandag 6 mei 2002 @ 14:07 |
Oh, Max, Don't have sexWell, I'm Max, I'm Max, Baby, call me Max I'm in love with you and I'll show my ex Well, I'm Max, Max, Call me Max I'm thinking what I'm giving, I'm giving what it takes Max, Max, Max, I'm in love with you and I love my ex I love you both, and to be true I don't know what I'm gonna do I gotta warn you, Max, don't have sex with your ex It will make your life complex, My Max, baby, take it easy Max, don't have sex with your ex It will knock you off your legs Oh, Max, stay cool and just relax Well I'm Max, I'm Max, Baby, call me Max I'm in love with you and I love my ex Well, I'm Max, Max, call me Max Cause you love having fun, love having sex I'm Max, Max, Max, I'm in love with you and I love my ex I don't wanna make you feel so blue I don't know what I'm gonna do [chorus] I gotta warn you, Don't have sex with your ex, Max Ahhh, ahhh Oh Max, Oh sex, Max Oh Max, Ahhh maar tegelijkertijd ook en 
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Ulx | maandag 6 mei 2002 @ 14:42 |
Vandals - I got an Ape drapequote: makin like a famous country singer, or the guy i saw last night on jerry springer, clean me up but let me keep my edge, in the day i like to keep it dignified, but at night you know i got another side, and i don't give a damn cause i am what i am, even if it's really really bad, i've got ape drape yes i do, they're giving them to anyone that means you, you can drive to riverside and get one too and then you'll have an ape drape like i do, go ahead and buzz around the ears i've been growing that one right back there for years, i've had it since the first time i saw queensryche, the front may conform to society but the back says i have personality even if its really really, even if its really really bad, i've got ape drape yes i do, they're giving them to anyone that means you, you can drive to riverside and get one too and then you'll have an ape drape like I do, make it short in front and long in back (x10) , i've got ape drape yes i do, they're giving them to anyone that means you, you can drive to riverside and get one too, and then you'll have an ape drape like i do, if the top is short enough that it stands up i could be thrown out of the back of a club, but don't you lay a finger on my pony tail, now fix my kid so he looks just like me, some magic crazy pants are all we need, some may call it child abuse, i just call it bonding with your dad, i've got ape drape yes i do, they're giving them to anyone that means you, you can drive to riverside and get one too, and then you'll have an ape drape like i do, i got a normal neckwarmer yes i do, they're giving them to anyone that means you, you can drive to norco and get one too, you'll have a normal neckwarmer like i do, i've got hockey hair yes i do, they're giving then to anyone that means you, you can drive to canada and get one too, and then you'll have hockey hair like i do, i've got acky breaky hair yes i do, they're giving them to anyone that means you, you can drive to nashville and get one too, you'll have acky breaky hair like i do, i've got a mullet yes i do, they're giving them to anyone that means you, you can drive to hoboken and get one too, and then you'll have a mullet like i do, i've got forbidden hair yes i do, they're giving them to anyone that means you, you can drive to europe and get one too, and then you'll have forbidden hair like i do, i've got a shong yes i do, they're giving them to anyone that means you, you can drive to florida and get one too, and then you'll have a shong like i do
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U-lerZzZ | maandag 6 mei 2002 @ 14:45 |
"What I really love to see in a girl, is ME!" (bloodhound gang)  |
#ANONIEM | maandag 6 mei 2002 @ 14:58 |
quote: Op maandag 06 mei 2002 14:07 schreef wizarddragon het volgende: Oh, Max, Don't have sexWell, I'm Max, I'm Max, Baby, call me Max I'm in love with you and I'll show my ex Well, I'm Max, Max, Call me Max I'm thinking what I'm giving, I'm giving what it takes Max, Max, Max, I'm in love with you and I love my ex I love you both, and to be true I don't know what I'm gonna do I gotta warn you, Max, don't have sex with your ex It will make your life complex, My Max, baby, take it easy Max, don't have sex with your ex It will knock you off your legs Oh, Max, stay cool and just relax Well I'm Max, I'm Max, Baby, call me Max I'm in love with you and I love my ex Well, I'm Max, Max, call me Max Cause you love having fun, love having sex I'm Max, Max, Max, I'm in love with you and I love my ex I don't wanna make you feel so blue I don't know what I'm gonna do [chorus] I gotta warn you, Don't have sex with your ex, Max Ahhh, ahhh Oh Max, Oh sex, Max Oh Max, Ahhh maar tegelijkertijd ook en 
En dan de opvolger:Ooh Fred come to bed Cos my Max had sex With his sexy ex Oh Fred come to bed Baby I won't let your dreams get wet Well I'm Max I'm Max - baby don't be blue Don't you worry don't be sorry I'll come back to you Just one more night with my poor old ex She's only lonely we don't have sex I'm Max Max Max Baby please stay cool and just relax I'll soon be back but if you feel sad Just go and talk to my friend Fred *Repeat **Ooh Fred come to bed Baby you will get A love you never had So Fred come to bed Or my fantasy will drive me mad oooh I'm Max I'm Max and I trust in Fred Baby he's the best friend I've ever had It's Fred it's Fred - baby just call Fred And anything you ever wanted you will get Call Fred Fred Fred And you will find it's not so bad It's just one night - baby you'll get through Tomorrow I'll be back with you *Repeat **Repeat Oooh Fred come to bed Oh my Max had sex With his ex last night Cos he loves her ass and tits So I tell you Fred Come into my bed If you don't - I will call up Fritz |
Jtje | maandag 6 mei 2002 @ 15:01 |
NOFX - Clams have feelings too Birds are dumb cause small bird brains But so are kids and old people Some birds talk most others sing I don't see you eat a talking bird Pigs smell bad and roll in pooh But so do kids and elderly I don't see you chop off an old man's feet Put them in a mason jar and pickle them No chowder for you, cause clams have feelings too Actually they don't have central nervousness No manhattan style, clams have the right to smile Come to think about it they don't have a face They have no place for ears There's no clam eyes to cry clam tears No spinal cord, they must get bored Might as well just put them out of misery Although the world could be less selfish I guess it's alright to eat shellfish No chowder for you clams have feelings too It could happen to you, clams have feelings too I don't think they do, clams have feelings too |
Bosbeetle | maandag 6 mei 2002 @ 15:12 |
What if Christmas didn't come this year. And no one paid for Christmas cheer. Who would cry the biggest tear. The child or the store. They call me Mr. Knowitall. I will not compromise. I will not be told what to do. I shall not step aside. They call me Mr. Knowitall. I have no time to waste. My mouth it spews pure intellect. And I've such elegant taste. They call me Mr. Knowitall. I sup the aged wine. Oh i could tell such wondrous tales if I should find the time. I must be Mr. Knowitall for ideas they come in bounds. I am Mr. Knowitall so spread the word around. They call me Mr. Knowitall I am so eloquent. Perfection is my middle name and what ever rhymes with eloquent. . Funny thing about weekends when you're unemployed. They don't mean quite so much, My socks and shoes always match Is it Luck? There's a foot at the end of each of my legs Is it Luck? I can play my bass for you Is it Luck? Some gals like to kiss my face Is it Luck? Is it Luck? There was food inside your mouth today Is it Luck? Your barber cuts your hair just so Is it Luck? You can count to ten and back again Is it Luck? When the taste of sex is on your lips Is it Luck? Is it Luck? Cyanide works oh so fast Is it Luck? Polyester makes you sweat Is it Luck? If a graham cracker gets you off Is it Luck Love. Love? Is it Luck? Is it Luck? All Primus All good
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T_R_I_P | maandag 6 mei 2002 @ 15:20 |
Uit: LaLa Land van Green Velvet Something 'bout those little pills...the thrills they yield...untill they kill...a million braincells... 'k Vond het wel lollig zeker als je op een groot feest staat en er staan honderden mensen om je heen die helemaal de weg kwijt zijn van de pillen dit luidkeels mee te zingen  |
Bosbeetle | maandag 6 mei 2002 @ 15:22 |
Haha T_R_I_P do I have enough change to make my brain rearange! green velvet |
zaiga | maandag 6 mei 2002 @ 15:24 |
I used to love her But I had to kill her I had to put her 6 feet under And I can still hear her complainGuns N Roses - Used To Love Her |
T_R_I_P | maandag 6 mei 2002 @ 15:25 |
quote: Op maandag 06 mei 2002 15:22 schreef Bosbeetle het volgende: Haha T_R_I_P do I have enough change to make my brain rearange! green velvet
LOL tja, dat hele nummer zit vol met dat soort uitspraken. Zal straks thuis nog eens goed luisteren en er nog een paar hier posten!  |
Dr.Death | maandag 6 mei 2002 @ 15:27 |
Van een regeltje of 2/3/4 toch? Ok, hier dan een paar van verschillende bands:"I'm a suicidal failure I've gotta have some help I have suicidal tendencies But i can't kill my self" - Suicidal Failure - Suicidal Tendencies "if you can't eat it or fuck it Then kill it" Sex & Violence - Carnivore "I don't doubt that I'm crazy, i don't doubt that I'm nuts, But at least i admit it and i think that takes some guts The specialist can see it from my point of view He will understand me, 'cause he hears voices too" Take me to the specialist - Dead Milkmen "Stay away from me when you're drinking your coffee Stay away from me when you're drinking your tea Stay away, now don't you harm me When you're under the influence of caffeine" Caffeine - Crucial Youth |
TrashNSk8 | maandag 6 mei 2002 @ 16:13 |
quote: Op maandag 06 mei 2002 15:27 schreef Dr.Death het volgende: Van een regeltje of 2/3/4 toch? Ok, hier dan een paar van verschillende bands:"I'm a suicidal failure I've gotta have some help I have suicidal tendencies But i can't kill my self" - Suicidal Failure - Suicidal Tendencies "if you can't eat it or fuck it Then kill it" Sex & Violence - Carnivore "I don't doubt that I'm crazy, i don't doubt that I'm nuts, But at least i admit it and i think that takes some guts The specialist can see it from my point of view He will understand me, 'cause he hears voices too" Take me to the specialist - Dead Milkmen "Stay away from me when you're drinking your coffee Stay away from me when you're drinking your tea Stay away, now don't you harm me When you're under the influence of caffeine" Caffeine - Crucial Youth
haha, vet, een old school liefhebber. Zo zie ik ze graag!  |
Dr.Death | maandag 6 mei 2002 @ 16:36 |
Old School heerst  Wat nieuwer maar ook geinig is de uitspraak "Dead girls don't say no" van Craddle of Filth  |
100% Tukker | maandag 6 mei 2002 @ 18:01 |
quote: Op maandag 06 mei 2002 15:12 schreef Bosbeetle het volgende: What if Christmas didn't come this year. And no one paid for Christmas cheer. Who would cry the biggest tear. The child or the store. They call me Mr. Knowitall. I will not compromise. I will not be told what to do. I shall not step aside. They call me Mr. Knowitall. I have no time to waste. My mouth it spews pure intellect. And I've such elegant taste. They call me Mr. Knowitall. I sup the aged wine. Oh i could tell such wondrous tales if I should find the time. I must be Mr. Knowitall for ideas they come in bounds. I am Mr. Knowitall so spread the word around. They call me Mr. Knowitall I am so eloquent. Perfection is my middle name and what ever rhymes with eloquent. . Funny thing about weekends when you're unemployed. They don't mean quite so much, My socks and shoes always match Is it Luck? There's a foot at the end of each of my legs Is it Luck? I can play my bass for you Is it Luck? Some gals like to kiss my face Is it Luck? Is it Luck? There was food inside your mouth today Is it Luck? Your barber cuts your hair just so Is it Luck? You can count to ten and back again Is it Luck? When the taste of sex is on your lips Is it Luck? Is it Luck? Cyanide works oh so fast Is it Luck? Polyester makes you sweat Is it Luck? If a graham cracker gets you off Is it Luck Love. Love? Is it Luck? Is it Luck? All Primus All good
Yeah! Nog een fan! Eigenlijk is alles van Primus pure poezie met een komisch sausje...  Vergeet ook Het Grote Primus Topic niet!  |
100% Tukker | maandag 6 mei 2002 @ 18:03 |
En hoe kon ik Suicidal Tendencies vergeten?  * 100% Tukker scandeert: ST, ST, ST!  Ooit (1992 dacht ik) live gezien in de Kuip in het voorprogramma van Metallica. Mike Muir is da man! [Dit bericht is gewijzigd door 100% Tukker op 06-05-2002 18:04] |
LoekB | maandag 6 mei 2002 @ 18:03 |
alle teksten van eminem... |
TrashNSk8 | maandag 6 mei 2002 @ 21:11 |
quote: Op maandag 06 mei 2002 18:03 schreef 100% Tukker het volgende: En hoe kon ik Suicidal Tendencies vergeten?  * 100% Tukker scandeert: ST, ST, ST!  Ooit (1992 dacht ik) live gezien in de Kuip in het voorprogramma van Metallica. Mike Muir is da man!
12 juni 1993  |
Bosbeetle | woensdag 8 mei 2002 @ 20:38 |
Secret Song (Spy) Quiet Don't tell anybody Don't let 'em know It's a secret I know the secret song now They wouldn't tell me But somehow I found out Yeah Goddammit, I'm pissed off I didn't get to play on it at all No way They kicked me out of the band -the secret song- mr. Bungle ghfuah blal he chaduduh chee hugh weh chee keh xooo hee hoh ooooooo cikeetah xoo xeh eooh le hugx yerheggkkk ryzl ou hueau pppddtdptdtt pppddtdptdtt ue ue fhay goouuhf o lltt chteee huucgcgudoo wuad! chugaouh! Poodah paytahy poodah paytahy poodah poodah paytahy paytahy paytahy poodah poodah fea dugh toog fax fea dugh toog fax farrag geesh zssu guum bom MA MEESHKA MOW SKWOZ mr. bungle |
M.a.r.i.e.k.j.e | woensdag 8 mei 2002 @ 20:48 |
quote: Op maandag 06 mei 2002 18:01 schreef 100% Tukker het volgende:[..] Yeah! Nog een fan! Eigenlijk is alles van Primus pure poezie met een komisch sausje...  Vergeet ook Het Grote Primus Topic niet! 
*zwaait*  hier ook nog fan  |
ranja | donderdag 9 mei 2002 @ 13:12 |
Julie Brown - The homecoming queen's got a gun It was homecoming night at my high school; Everyone was there, it was totally cool. I was real excited, I almost wet my jeans, 'Cos my best friend Debbie was homecoming queen. She looked so pretty in pink chiffon (chiffon), Riding the float with her tiara on (tiara on), Holding this humungous bouquet in her hand (bouquet), She looked straight out of Disneyland. You know like the Cinderella ride? I mean definitely an E-ticket (E-ticket). The crowd was cheering, everyone was stoked (was stoked), I mean it was like the whole school was totally coked or something; The band was playing Evergreen, Then all of a sudden somebody screamed: "Look out! The homecoming queen's got a gun!" (Gunshot) "Aaaaggghhhh!" Everybody run, the homecoming queen's got a gun, Everybody run, the homecoming queen has got a gun. Debbie's smiling and waving her gun, Picking off cheerleaders one by one: Oh Buffie's pompom just blew to bits, Oh no, Mitzie's head just did the splits. God my best friend's on a shooting spree; Stop it Debbie, you're embarrassing me! How could you do what you just did? Are you having a really bad period? Everybody run, the homecoming queen's got a gun, Everybody run, the homecoming queen has got a gun. (Stop Debbie, you're making a mess, Powder burns all over your dress.) An hour later the cops arrived; By then the entire glee club had died: no big loss; You wouldn't believe what they brought to stop her: Tear gas, machine guns, even a chopper. "Throw down your gun and tiara and come out of the float!" Debbie didn't listen to what the cop said, She aimed and fired and now the math teacher's dead; Oh it's really sad but kind of a relief, I mean, we had this big test coming up next week. Everybody run, the homecoming queen's got a gun, Everybody run, the homecoming queen has got a gun. (Debbie's really having a blast, She's wasting half of the class.) The cops fired a warning shot that blew her off the float, I tried to scream "duck" but it stuck in my throat; She hit the ground and did a flip, it was real acrobatic, But I was crying so hard I couldn't work my instamatic. I ran down to Debbie, I had to find out What made her do it, why'd she freak out? I saw the bullet had got her right in the ear: I knew then the end was near. [Spoken] So I ran down and I said in her good ear "Debbie, why'd you do it?" She raised her head, smiled, and said "urrrghh -- I did it for Johnny." Johnny? Well like who's Johnny? Answer me Debbie, who's Johnny? Does anybody here know Johnny? Are you Johnny? There was one guy named Johnny but he was a total geek, he always had food in his braces. Answer me Debbie, who's Johnny? Oh God this is like that movie Citizen Kane you know where you later find out Rosebud was a sled, But we'll never know who Johnny was because, like... she's dead... Everybody run, the homecoming queen's got a gun, Everybody run, the homecoming queen has got a... Everybody run, Everybody run, the homecoming queen has got a... Je moet eigenlijk de muziek erbij horen, dan wordt het nog leuker... |
Ultrawuft | donderdag 9 mei 2002 @ 13:32 |
Bloodbath In Paradise Your comin' home There's blood on the walls When charlie and the family made house calls If you're alone Then watch what you do 'cos charlie and the family might get you, yeah
Chorus: Can you hear them In the darkness Helter skelter Spiral madness, yeah Bloodbath in paradise, but there's no where you can run to baby Bloodbath in paradise - forever sleep in Paradise. California sun But you're still in bed And the California rain is turning red No sign of life Or the keepers of doom In charlie and the keeper's scarlet room, yeah Chorus They'll summon you To wake from the dead As you lie bleeding, murdered in your bed The sweetest dreams are all in your mind But no one wakes when charlie creeps behind, yeah Execution Halts your breath Helter skelter Spiral death, yeah Bloodbath in paradise, but there's no where you break out baby Bloodbath in paradise - forever sleep in paradise |
Yokozuna | donderdag 9 mei 2002 @ 13:43 |
Hehehe, het nummer "Mr. Torture" van het album "The Dark Ride" van Helloween. Mr Torture gives pain, with his whimps and his chains. He knows just what you grave - Mr Torture. If you're feeling alone, then just pick up the phone. Dial 18 double 0 - Mr Torture Mr Torture sells pain, only sixty cents a minute. For his special brand of Sinning Phoner guaranteed to blow ur mind You can catch him on the website Has a live-chat every week-night cyber-torture soon coming youre way Mr. Torture sells pain To the housewives in spain. Nou nog wat teksten van Slipknot, die zijn altijd geinig  "Everything Ends" van "IOWA" van Slipknot You are wrong, fucked and overrated I think I'm gonna be sick and it's ur fault This is the end of EVERYTHING You are the end of EVERYTHING I haven't slept since I woke up And found my whole life was a lie motherfucker This is the end of EVERYTHING You are the end of EVERYTHING What the hell am I DOING? Is there anyone left in my life? What the fuck was I THINKING? Anybody want to tell me I'm fine? Where the hell am I GOING? Do I even need a reason to hide? I am only BETRAYED I am only contitioned to die Ah wat zielig, ik heb medelijden met die gasten!! Cradle of Filth lijkt trouwens over niets anders te kunnen schrijven dan vampirisme, horror en sex  [Dit bericht is gewijzigd door Yokozuna op 09-05-2002 13:56] |
Pietjuh | vrijdag 10 mei 2002 @ 17:47 |
quote: Op donderdag 09 mei 2002 13:43 schreef Yokozuna het volgende: Cradle of Filth lijkt trouwens over niets anders te kunnen schrijven dan vampirisme, horror en sex 
Nee hoor Ze hebben ook hele goede teksten als kritiek op het christendom enzo, op de eerste plaats lijkt het allemaal over horror en sex te gaan enzo, maar als je goed de tekst door neemt, kom je erachter dat er best goede gedachten er achter zitten |
Tommie84 | vrijdag 10 mei 2002 @ 23:09 |
Bloodhound Gang - I Hope You Die You must die I alone am best! I hope ya flip some guy the bird He cuts you off and you're forced to swerve In front of the Beatles' tour bus A Bookmobile and a Mack truck Hauling hazardous biological waste The light turns red you have no brakes And "Hard Copy" gets it all on tape So you can see the look on your face Die Die Die Die Die Die Die Die Die Die Die Die Die Die I hope your Pinto begins to spin Takes out a disabled Vietnam Veteran Mows down a Nobel Peace Prize Winner And maybe some orphans having Christmas dinner Perhaps even the British Royal Family And the Rabbi that's clutching the bottle-fed puppy And we can't forget the newlyweds And those Jerry's Kids are as good as dead I hope this helps to emphasize I hope this helps to clarify I hope you die I hope your cellmate thinks he's God But C.N.N. refer to him as "Bowling Ball Bag Bob" Serving time again for abuse of a corpse Only this time the victim's a Clydesdale horse While he masturbates to photos of livestock He does the "Silence of the Lambs" dance to Christian Rock Eats feces and quotes from "Deliverance" And fights with his imaginary playmate Vince Die Die Die Die Die Die Die Die Die Die Die Die Die Die I hope he grins like Jack Nicholson And forces you to play a game called "Balls On Chin" And whatever happens next is all a blur But you remember "fist" can be a verb And when you finally regain consciousness You're bound and gagged in a wedding dress And the prison guard looks the other way ‘Cause he's the guy ya flipped the bird the other day I hope this helps to emphasize I hope this helps to clarify I hope you die I hope you die |
Seborik | vrijdag 10 mei 2002 @ 23:09 |
Hier moest ik vandaag enorm om lachen:quote: Op vrijdag 10 mei 2002 20:39 schreef Seborik het volgende: Intergalactic LaxitonI was infest like everyone, when man began to fly, Out off earthly regions to planets in the sky, We tuned to mediacoverage, we watched the heroes land, A ceremony as they disturbed the cosmic sand. In all with admiration, we listened to the talk, Such brightfull(?) days as joy we're upon the moon to walk, My romantic vision shattered, when it was explained to me, Spacemen woar old dipers in which they shit and pee. Oh the intergalactic laxiton will get you from here to there, Relieve you and belief me, without a worry or care, If shitting is your problem when you're out there in the stars, Oh the intergalactic laxiton will get your from here to Mars. They don't partied like you and I on beefy, burg and mush, They're food is specially prepared to disolve into slush, Absorbed by multifibers in the superdipersuit, Otherwise the slush would trinkle down inside the boot. Oh, the intergalactic laxiton will get you from here to there, Relieve you and belief me, without a worry or care, If shitting is your problem when you're out there in the stars, Oh the intergalactic laxiton will get you from here to Mars. You may well now ask what becomes of liquid they consume, A pipe is led from penishead to units in the whoomb, The water is recirculated, filtered for re-use, In case of antigravity he gets on the loose. Oh, the intergalactic laxiton will get you from here to there, Relieve you and belief me, without a worry or care, If shitting is your problem when you're out there in the stars, Oh the intergalactic laxiton will get you from here to Mars. Wherever man has conquered on the quest for frontiers new, I'm glad he always had to do the number one and two, It makes it all so ordinary, just like you and me, To know the greatest heroes, they had to shit and pee. Oh the intergalactic laxiton will get you from here to there, For cosmic constipation there's none who can compare, When shitting is your problem and you're out there in the stars, Oh the intergalactic laxiton, the intergalactic laxiton, The intergalactic laxiton will get you from here to mars.
Hahahaha, briljant!  Spelfouten en tekstfouten voorbehouden.
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Seborik | vrijdag 10 mei 2002 @ 23:14 |
SHERIFF OF HUDDERSFIELD (IRON MAIDEN) We're on a mission from Rod doh you're dreadfully funny as hell, dunno what you're all laughing about Life in a city living in L.A, is a long way from Huddersfield town The back of the rainbow's a long way from heaven But that's where he get's his pork pie limos and ladies, they're driving him queasy Rugby and cricket's unknown baseball and football, they're making him lazy Your fan club says "Rodney come home" The Sheriff of Huddersfield locked in his castle Look down on Hollywood Hills The Sheriff of Huddersfield locked in his castle You're our own Hot Rod on wheels A good game of arrows a few dozen barrels The Nautilus rusts in the yard But for Yorkshire he's yearning but because he's earning He'll always live in L.A. A custom made wallet that stays in his pocket And never comes out to pay bills He's winning at poker and playing the Joker And he always cheats when he deals The Sheriff of Huddersfield locked in his castle Look down on Hollywood Hills The Sheriff of Huddersfield locked in his castle You're our own Hot Rod on wheels Hello, let me introduce meself! My name is Rodney. I'm immensely strong. When I were a lad, I could lift up five navies on an end of a shovel. The reason I never took martial arts is because I was immensely fearsome and I'd probably kill everybody I came into contact with. I was phenomenally strong. Pride and ego, my lads, pride and ego, is what makes the world rotate. And everybody knows the centre of the universe is Huddersfield that's why I don't live there anymore. I live in Los Angeles. It's great!... I think Rufus the red has a crane by his bed To wrench himself up in the morn' But if you dare to tread at the foot of his bed, You'll wish you'd never been born. A bear with a sore head we mean your forehead, He slumbers for most of the day Wide eyed and legless baked beans for breakfast Your problem Rodney is L.A. The Sheriff of Huddersfield locked in his castle Look down on Hollywood Hills The Sheriff of Huddersfield locked in his castle You're our own Hot Rod on wheels The Sheriff of Huddersfield locked in his castle Look down on Hollywood Hills The Sheriff of Huddersfield locked in his castle You're our own Hot Rod on wheels |
Yokozuna | zaterdag 11 mei 2002 @ 00:06 |
quote: Op vrijdag 10 mei 2002 17:47 schreef Pietjuh het volgende:[..] Nee hoor Ze hebben ook hele goede teksten als kritiek op het christendom enzo, op de eerste plaats lijkt het allemaal over horror en sex te gaan enzo, maar als je goed de tekst door neemt, kom je erachter dat er best goede gedachten er achter zitten
Ja ik verdiep me er niet in. Daarom zei ik ook "lijkt"  |
weerdo | zaterdag 11 mei 2002 @ 00:21 |
In 1988 schokkend, nu wel grappig : Osdorp Posse - Moordenaars |
Fogerty | zondag 12 mei 2002 @ 17:07 |
Is deze al gepost? (Ja sorry, ga niet het hele topic doorlezen) "and I was dancing when I saw his brains run out on the street" "I'll take Manhatten in a garbage bag with Latin on it that says: 'it's hard to give a shit these days'" Lou Reed - Romeo had Juliette |
SmashBro | zaterdag 19 april 2003 @ 10:47 |
Busted - Psycho girl She's so weird it scares me I don't think she likes me And thinking of her name Is driving me insane She's my psycho girl My psycho girlfriend Everything I say She takes it the wrong way She's my psycho girl A living nightmare She's everything I need But I can't stand her I can't change her thinking But she's so goodlooking And thinking of her name Is driving me insane She's my psycho girl My psycho girlfriend Everything I say She takes it the wrong way She's my psycho girl A living nightmare She's everything I need But I can't stand her We spent the night in We started fighting Since then its never been the same. Thinking of her name Is driving me insane She's my psycho girl My psycho girlfriend Everything I say She takes it the wrong way She's my psycho girl My living nightmare She's everything I need But I can't stand her Busted heeft sowieso allemaal geinige teksten. |