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12-02-2006, 14:07
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12-02-2006, 14:08
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B.Y.O.B. Why do they always send the poor Barbarisms by Barbaras With pointed heels Victorious victories kneel For brand new spankin' deals Marching forward hypocritic and Hypnotic computers You depend on our protection Yet you feed us lies from the tablecloth Everybody's going to the party have a real good time Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine Kneeling roses disappearing into Moses' dry mouth Breaking into Fort Knox stealing Our intentions Hangers sitting dripped in oil Crying freedom Handed to obsoletion Still you feed us lies from the tablecloth Everybody's going to the party have a real good time Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine Everybody's going to the party have a real good time Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine Blast off It's party time And we don't live in a fascist nation Blast off It's party time And where the fuck are you? Where the fuck are you? Where the fuck are you? Why don't presidents fight the war? Why do they always send the poor? Why don't presidents fight the war? Why do they always send the poor? Why do they always send the poor? Why do they always send the poor? Why do they always send the poor? Kneeling roses disappearing into Moses' dry mouth Breaking into Fort Knox stealing Our intentions Hangers sitting dripped in oil Crying freedom Handed to obsoletion, Still you feed us lies from the tablecloth Everybody's going to the party have a real good time Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine Everybody's going to the party have a real good time Dancing in the desert blowing up the sun Where the fuck are you? Where the fuck are you? Why don't presidents fight the war? Why do they always send the poor? Why don't presidents fight the war? Why do they always send the poor? Why do they always send the poor? Why do they always send the poor? They always send the poor They always send the poor REVENGA Poisoning a drink Bleeding in a sink Choking with a link Killing with a stink Just your mother's HO Bleeding in a sink Poisoning a drink Burning up My sweet Clementine Trampling a shrink Bleeding in a sink Halleluiah wink Getting on the brink Just your mother's HO Halleluiah wink Murdering a shrink Burning up On my sweet revenge Will be yours for the taking It's in the making baby My sweet revenge Will be yours for the taking It's in the making baby Killing with a stink Bleeding in a sink Poisoning a drink Getting on the brink Just your mother's HO Bleeding in a sink Trampling a shrink Burning up My sweet Clementine Poisoning a drink Bleeding in a sink Choking with a link Killing with a stink Just your mother's HO Poisoning a drink Bleeding in a sink Burning up My sweet revenge Will be yours for the taking It's in the making baby My sweet revenge Will be yours for the taking It's in the making baby I saw her laugh Then she said, "Go away" I saw her laugh Then she said, then she said, "Go away, away" My sweet revenge Will be yours for the taking It's in the making baby My sweet revenge Will be yours it's in the making It's in the taking, making, baking, taking, faking HO, My sweet Clementine HO Shoulda been coulda been Woulda been woulda been you CIGARO My cock is much bigger than yours My cock can walk right through the door With a feeling so pure It's got you screaming back for Cool, in denial We're the cruel regulators smoking cigaro, cigaro, cigar Cool, in denial We're the cruel regulators smoking cigaro, cigaro, cigar My shit stinks much better than yours My shit stinks right down to the floor With a feeling a feeling so pure It's got you coming back for Cool, in denial We're the cruel regulators smoking cigaro, cigaro, cigar Cool, in denial We're the cruel regulators smoking cigaro, cigaro, cigar Cool, in denial We're the cruel regulators smoking cigaro, cigaro, cigar Cool, in denial We're the cruel regulators smoking cigaro, cigaro, cigar Can't you see that I love my cock Cant you see that you love my cock Cant you see that we love my cock We're the regulators that deregulate We're the animators that de-animate We're the propagators of all genocide Burning through the world's resources Then we turn and hide We're Cool, in denial We're the cruel regulators smoking cigaro, cigaro, cigar Cool, in denial We're the cruel regulators smoking cigaro, cigaro, cigar We're the regulators that deregulate We're the animators that de-animate We're Cool, in denial We're the cruel regulators smoking cigaro, cigaro, cigar Cool, in denial We're the cruel regulators smoking cigaro, cigaro, cigar My cock is much bigger than yours My cock can walk right through the door With a feeling so pure It's got you screaming back for more RADIO / VIDEO Hey man look at me rockin' out I'm on the radio Hey man look at me rockin' out I'm on the video Hey man look at me rockin' out I'm on the radio Hey man look at me rockin' out I'm on the video with Danny and Lisa They take me away from The strangest places Sweet Danny and Lisa They take me away from They take me away from The strangest places Sweet Danny and Lisa They take me away from Hey man look at me rockin' out I'm on the radio Hey man look at me rockin' out I'm on the video with Danny and Lisa They take me away from The strangest places Sweet Danny and Lisa They take me away from They take me away from The strangest places Sweet Danny and Lisa They take me away from Hey man look at me rockin' out I'm on the radio Hey man look at me rockin' out I'm on the video with Danny and Lisa They take me away from The strangest places Sweet Danny and Lisa Hey man look at me rockin' out I'm on the radio Hey man look at me rockin' out I'm on the video Hey man look at me rockin' out I'm on the radio Hey man look at me rockin' out I'm on the video with Danny and Lisa THIS COCAINE MAKES ME FEEL LIKE I'M ON THIS SONG There's nothing wrong with me There's something wrong with you There's something wrong with me I hope your stepson doesn't eat the fish When we're crying for our next fix There's nothing wrong with me There's something wrong with you There's something wrong with me I hope your stepson doesn't eat the fish When we're crying for our next fix Killers never hurt feelings Killers never hurt feelings Killers never hurt feelings Gonorrhea gorgonzola Gonorrhea gorgonzola Single files of clean feedings I can't see your soul soul through your eyes The crying walls of sliding architecture Kidnapped by the likes of pure conjecture Upholstery loving men all dwelling in the wells Kidnapped by the likes of pure conjecture Killers never hurt feelings Killers never hurt feelings Killers never hurt feelings Gonorrhea gorgonzola Gonorrhea gorgonzola Single files of clean feedings There's nothing wrong with me There's something wrong with you Wrong with you and I When we're crying for our next fix There's nothing wrong with me There's something wrong with you Wrong with you and I When we're crying for our next fix Killers never hurt feelings Killers never hurt feelings Killers never hurt feelings Gonorrhea gorgonzola Gonorrhea gorgonzola Single files of clean feedings Single files of clean feedings There's nothing wrong with me There's something wrong with you There's something wrong with me I hope your stepson doesn't eat the fish There's nothing wrong with me There's something wrong with you There's nothing wrong with me There's something wrong with you There's something wrong with me I hope your stepson doesn't eat the fish There's nothing wrong with me There's something wrong with you Don't eat the fish
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12-02-2006, 14:09
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VIOLENT PORNOGRAPHY
Everybody, everybody, everybody livin' now Everybody, everybody, everybody fucks Everybody, everybody, everybody livin' now Everybody, everybody, everybody sucks Everybody, everybody, everybody livin' now Everybody, everybody, everybody cries Everybody, everybody, everybody livin' now Everybody, everybody dies It's a non-stop disco Bet you it's Nabisco Betcha didn't know It's a non-stop disco Bet you it's Nabisco Betcha didn't know It's a non-stop disco Betcha didn't know Betcha didn't know It's a non-stop disco Betcha didn't know Betcha didn't know Betcha didn't know Everybody, everybody, everybody livin' now Everybody, everybody, everybody fucks Everybody, everybody, everybody livin' now Everybody, everybody, everybody sucks Everybody, everybody, everybody livin' now Everybody, everybody, everybody dies Everybody, everybody, everybody livin' now Everybody, everybody, everybody cries It's a non-stop disco Bet you it's Nabisco Betcha didn't know It's a non-stop disco Bet you it's Nabisco Betcha didn't know It's a non-stop disco Betcha didn't know Betcha didn't know It's a non-stop disco Betcha didn't know Betcha didn't know Betcha didn't know It's a violent pornography Choking chicks and sodomy The kinda shit you get on your TV It's a violent pornography Choking chicks and sodomy The kinda shit you get on your TV Everybody, everybody, everybody livin' now Everybody, everybody, everybody sucks Everybody, everybody, everybody livin' now Everybody, everybody, everybody fucks Everybody, everybody, everybody livin' now Everybody, everybody, everybody dies Everybody, everybody, everybody livin' now Everybody, everybody, everybody dies It's a non-stop disco Bet you it's Nabisco Betcha didn't know It's a non-stop disco Bet you it's Nabisco Betcha didn't know It's a non-stop disco Betcha didn't know Betcha didn't know It's a non-stop disco Betcha didn't know Betcha didn't know Betcha didn't know It's a violent pornography Choking chicks and sodomy The kinda shit you get on your TV It's a violent pornography Choking chicks and sodomy The kinda shit that's on your TV It's a violent pornography Choking chicks and sodomy The kinda shit thatХs on you TV It's on the TV Fuck Turn off you TV Can you say "brainwashing?" It's a non-stop disco QUESTION! Sweet berries ready for two Ghosts are no different than you Ghosts are now waiting for you Are you Sweet berries ready for two Ghosts are no different than you Ghosts are now waiting for you Are you dreaming Dreaming the night Dreaming all right Do we, do we know When we fly When we, when we go Do we die Sweet berries ready for two Ghosts are no different than you Ghosts are now waiting for you Are you Sweet berries ready for two Ghosts are no different than you Ghosts are now waiting for you Are you dreaming Dreaming the night Dreaming all right Do we, do we know When we fly When we, when we go Do we die Do we, do we know When we fly When we, when we go Do we die SAD STATUE Conquest to the lover And your love to the fire Permanence unfolding in the absolute Forgiveness is the ultimate sacrifice Eloquence belongs to the conqueror The pictures of time and space are rearranged In this little piece of typical tragedy Justified candy Brandy for the nerves Eloquence belongs to the conqueror You and me We'll all go down in history With a sad Statue of Liberty And a generation that didn't agree You and me We'll all go down in history With a sad Statue of Liberty And a generation that didn't agree I forgot to I forgot to let you know that Justified candy Brandy for the nerves Eloquence belongs to the conqueror Conquest to the lover And your love to the fire Permanence unfolding in the absolute Forgiveness is the ultimate sacrifice Eloquence belongs to the conqueror You and me We'll all go down in history With a sad Statue of Liberty And a generation that didn't agree You and me We'll all go down in history With a sad Statue of Liberty And a generation that didn't agree Generation What is in us that turns a deaf ear to the cries of human suffering Suffering, suffering now You and me We'll all go down in history With a sad Statue of Liberty And a generation that didn't agree You and me We'll all go down in history With a sad Statue of Liberty And a generation that didn't agree Generation Belonging Belonging to OLD SCHOOL HOLLYWOOD Old school Hollywood baseball Old school Hollywood baseball Tony Danza cuts in line Old school Hollywood, washed up Hollywood Standing in the sun I'm wasting my time Old school Hollywood, washed up Hollywood Old school Hollywood baseball Jack Gilardi's ten feet tall Old school Hollywood baseball Me and Frankie Avalon Old school Hollywood, washed up Hollywood Old school Hollywood, washed up Hollywood Hey man, don't you touch my belt Old school Hollywood, washed up Hollywood Standing in the sun I'm about to melt Old school Hollywood, washed up Hollywood Old school Hollywood baseball Jack Gilardi's ten feet tall Old school Hollywood baseball Me and Frankie Avalon Old school Hollywood, washed up Hollywood Old school Hollywood, washed up Hollywood Old school Hollywood baseball Old school Hollywood baseball Old school Hollywood baseball Jack Gilardi's ten feet tall Old school Hollywood baseball Me and Frankie Avalon Old school Hollywood, washed up Hollywood Old school Hollywood, washed up Hollywood Old school Hollywood, washed up Hollywood LOST IN HOLLYWOOD I'll wait here You're crazy Those vicious streets are filled with strays You should've never gone to Hollywood They find you Two-time you Say you're the best they've ever seen You should've never trusted Hollywood I wrote you And told you You were the biggest fish out here You should've never gone to Hollywood They take you And make you They look at you in disgusting ways You should've never trusted Hollywood I was standing on the wall Feeling ten feet tall All you maggots Smoking fags on Santa Monica Blvd. This is my front page This is my new age All you bitches put your hands in the air And wave them like you just don't care All you maggots Smoking fags out there on Sunset Blvd. All you bitches put your hands in the air And wave them like you just don't care Phony people come to pray Look at all of them beg to stay Phony people come to pray (The lines in the letter said "We have gone to Hackensack") Look at all of them beg to stay Phony people come to pray All you maggots Smoking fags on Santa Monica Blvd. All you maggots Smoking fags out there on Sunset Blvd. All you maggots Smoking fags out there on Hollywood Blvd. You should've never trusted Hollywood You should've never gone to Hollywood All you bitches put your hands in the air And wave them like you just don't care You should've never trusted Hollywood
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12-02-2006, 14:09
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12-02-2006, 14:12
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Mezmerize!!!
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12-02-2006, 14:13
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13-02-2006, 12:36
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Lara Fabian
Текст песни «Je t'aime» Альбом: Pure D'accord, il existait D'autres façons de se quitter Quelques éclats de verre Auraient peut-être pu nous aider Dans ce silence amer J'ai décidé de pardonner Les erreurs qu'on peut faire À trop s'aimer D'accord souvent la petite fille En moi souvent te réclamait Presque comme une mère Tu me bordais, me protégeais Je t'ai volé ce sang Qu'on aurait pas dû partager À bout de mots, de rêves Je vais crier Je t'aime, Je t'aime Comme un fou, comme un soldat Comme une star de cinéma Je t'aime, je t'aime Comme un loup, comme un roi Comme un homme que je ne suis pas Tu vois, je t'aime comme ça D'accord, je t'ai confié Tous mes sourires, tous mes secrets Même ceux, dont seul un frère Est le gardien inavoué Dans cette maison de pierre Satan nous regardait danser J'ai tant voulu la guerre De corps qui se faisaient la paix Je t'aime, Je t'aime Comme un fou comme un soldat Comme une star de cinéma Je t'aime, je t'aime, je t'aime, je t'aime, je t'aime, je t'aime Comme un loup, comme un roi Comme un homme que je ne suis pas Tu vois, je t'aime comme ça Tu vois, je t'aime comme ça |
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14-02-2006, 11:22
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Скрябін - Люди, як кораблі
Я не твій брат - ти не сестра моя Ніколи не розказуй мені - хто і в чому є винний на нашій землі - Люди, як кораблі Кожен пливе поки хвиля несе і поки глибока вода Глибока і темна до самого дна До самого-самого дна На глибині зустрічаються всі Так ніби в морі місця нема І труться бортами, аж стогне земля від зависті, підлості й зла Хтось не доплив Бо йому помогли набрати повні трюми води Бо стати героями тої війни дуже хотіли вони А до берега тихо хвилі несуть Поранені душі живих кораблів А від берега знову в море ідуть Ті хто вірив і правду знати хотів Наш Океан знає більше ніж ми Секрети всі у нього на дні А ми ходим зверху, великі й малі Люди як кораблі Гордо пливем - і не вірить ніхто Шо ним зацікавилось зло І серед вітрів ми не чуєм щурів, які прогризають нам дно А до берега тихо хвилі несуть Поранені душі живих кораблів А від берега в море ідуть Ті хто вірив і правду знати хотів |
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14-02-2006, 11:24
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Скрябін - Старі фотографії
Здається шо то було так давно Коли в руках тримаю цей альбом Нам було абсолютно все одно Не маючи нічого мати всьо За гроші не купити тільки час Він всіх нас методично поділив Когось він опустив когось підняв А є на кого взагалі забив Старі фотографії на стіл розклади Дитячі історії смішні розкажи І справжнім друзям не забудь - подзвони Бо добре чи зле з тобою завжди вони Дешеве пиво і сухе вино Робили нас щасливими людьми І ніби чудо польське радіо Нам відкривало той незнаний світ Ми жили всі так ніби то був сон І можна бути вічно молодим А залишився тільки цей альбом А мрії розлетілися як дим Старі фотографії на стіл розклади Дитячі історії смішні розкажи І справжнім друзям не забудь - подзвони Бо добре чи зле з тобою завжди вони Ми грали примітивну музику Так чесно шо пробила би до сліз Чекали шо прийде такий момент Коли під ноги впаде цілий світ Годинник вперто роки рахував І кожен так як вмів так і зробив І тільки у альбомі всі підряд Ми будемо такими як тоді |
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