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November 22 Nancy BoyPlacebo
Nancy Boy
Alcoholic kind of mood
lose my clothes, lose my lube cruising for a piece of fun looking out for number one different partner every night so narcotic outta sight what a gas, what a beautiful ass. And it all breaks down at the role reversal, got the muse in my head she's universal, spinnin' me round she's coming over me. And it all breaks down at the first rehearsal, got the muse in my head she's universal, spinnin' me round she's coming over me. Kind of buzz that lasts for days had some help from insect ways comes across all shy and coy just another nancy boy. Woman man or modern monkey just another happy junkie fifty pounds, press my button going down. And it all breaks down at the role reversal got the muse in my head she's universal, spinnin' me round she's coming over me. And it all breaks down at the first rehearsal, got the muse in my head she's universal, spinnin' me round she's coming over me. Does his makeup in his room douse himself with cheap perfume eyeholes in a paper bag greatest lay I ever had kind of guy who mates for life gotta help him find a wife we're a couple, when our bodies double. And it all breaks down at the role reversal got the muse in my head she's universal, spinnin' me round she's coming over me. And it all breaks down at the first rehearsal, got the muse in my head she's universal, spinnin' me round she's coming over me. And it all breaks down at the role reversal, got the muse in my head she's universal, spinnin' me round she's coming over me. And it all breaks down at the first rehearsal, got the muse in my head she's universal, spinnin' me round she's coming over me. September 23 Piuma...
October 16 Shining CrystalQuesto l'ho appena scritto.
Buon divertimento.
"Shining Crystal"
Shining crystal undefiled Wash away my pain Dirty sorrow Broken dreams scratches on my knees Flawless crystal lullaby Let me fall asleep Weary hands and dropping mind molten certainty Heartfelt friendship Perfect edge Pleasant company Splendid scalpel Gentle cure Single teraphy Time goes by and I'm still here Searching for my egrees Stifled lighting Dead of night overwhelming stream Obscure lover Charming touch Scarlet stained chip What you smother to the rear Maybe it's only fear June 04 Beef MooBad Acid Trip
Beef Moo
Da: "Lynch The Weirdo"
The powers that be - Claim thereĺs no reason to fear
Keep on making babies - Fuck the ones here Too many people for such a small place. Over-population by the human race Used the resources on the planetĺs face. But wait till we get into outer space The masses just mull around and exist day to day Subverted conceptions keep the cattle at bay Researchers have long stated their case We're becoming a blemish on this planetĺs face Like flowers wilting in a fragile vase We're a dying species in this pretty place The masses just mull around and exist day to day Subverted conceptions keep the cattle at bay Researchers have long stated their case We're becoming a blemish on this planetĺs face Like flowers wilting in a fragile vase We're a dying species in this pretty place Fat rats breed us toward our own annihilation Hiding ideas thatĺd be our salvation Too many people in such a small place. Over-population by this human race They beat you down, say learn your place As part of a statistic called the human race Fat rats breed us toward our own annihilation Hiding ideas that'd be our salvation Too many people in such a small place. Over-population by this human race They beat you down, say learn your place. As part of a statistic call the human race Beat you down learn your place. Part of a statistic called human waste Have you ever considered the possibility The reason the powers that continue to be Try and facilitate over-population Back- stock human slaves as extinction marches on Have you ever considered the possibility The reason the powers that continue to be Try and force over-population. Youĺre what we like to call Beef-moo Beef-moo
Beef-moo
Beef-moo Bad Acid Trip : Beef-MooYou're the beef-moo
December 22 VillancicoSka-P
Villancico
Da "Eurosis", 1998
25, ya es navidad. todos juntos vamos a brindar
Por ruanda, etiopía, en venezuela o en la india Hoy mueren niños, ¡feliz navidad! Navidades de hambre y dolor, ha nacido el hijo de dios El mesías que nos guía, ofrece su filosofía Nadie entiende al hijo de dios Mi familia comienza a cantar, en el ambiente hay felicidad En compañía vamos a olvidar la agonía de los pueblos Donde no hay navidad Cantemos, hermanos, todos juntos hacia el vaticano Suelta prenda, ¡coño!, que mueren niños de inanición Un negocio millonario con la fé de los cristianos Que utilizan a jesús como el perpetuo salvador Jesucristo era un tío normal, pacifista, intelectual Siempre al lado de los pobres defendiendo sus valores Siempre en contra del capital Crucificado como un animal, defendiendo un ideal El abuso de riqueza se convierte en la miseria más injusta De la humanidad Mi familia comienza a cantar, en el ambiente hay felicidad En compañía vamos a olvidar la agonía de los pueblos Donde no hay navidad Cantemos, hermanos, todos juntos hacia el vaticano Suelta prenda, ¡coño!, que mueren niños de inanición Un negocio millonario con la fe de los cristianos Que utilizan a jesús como el perpetuo salvador Fue la iglesia la que se lo montó Y de su muerte un negocio creo El vaticano es un imperio que devora con ingenio Predicando por la caridad 25, ya es navidad, todos juntos vamos a brindar Por un revolucionario que intentó cambiar el mundo El primer hippie de la humanidad Mi familia comienza a cantar, en el ambiente hay felicidad En compañía vamos a olvidar la agonía de los pueblos Donde no hay navidad Cantemos, hermanos, todos juntos hacia el vaticano Suelta prenda, ¡coño!, que mueren niños de inanición Un negocio millonario conla fé de los cristianos Que utilizan a jesús como el perpetuo salvador Cantemos, hermanos, todos juntos hacia el vaticano Suelta prenda, ¡coño!, que mueren niños de inanición Un negocio millonario conla fé de los cristianos Que utilizan a jesús como el perpetuo salvador La navidad, la navidad, es la sociedad de consumo Mentira, mentira, la navidad es mentira... Mentira, mentira, la navidad es mentira... Mentira, mentira, la navidad es mentira... Mentira, mentira, la navidad es mentira... Mentira, mentira, la navidad es mentira... Mentira, mentira, la navidad es mentira... Mentira, mentira, mentira...
Happy Holydays... December 14 Mr Garrison's Merry Fu**ing ChristmasSouth Park
Merry Fu**ing Christmas
I heard there is no Christmas,
In the silly Middle East.. No Trees, no Snow, no Santa Claus, They have Different Religious beliefs.. They Believe in Muhammad, And not in our Holiday.. And so every December, I go to the Middle East and say.. Hey there Mr. Muslim, Merry Fuckin' Christmas Put down that book 'The Koran' and hear some holiday wishes. In case you haven't noticed, It's Jesus' Birthday So get off your heathen Muslim Ass And fuckin' celebrate. There is no holiday season In India, I've heard.. They don't hang up their stockings, and that is just absurd.. They've never read a Christmas Story, They Don't know what Rudolph is about.. And that's why in December, I'll go to India and shout.. Hey there Mr. Hinduist, Merry Fuckin' Christmas Drink egg nog, and eat some Beef and pass it to the Missus In case you haven't noticed, It's Jesus's Birthday So get off your heathen hindu ass, And fuckin' celebrate. Now I heard that in Japan, Everyone just lives in sin.. They pray to several gods, And put needles in their skin.. On December twenty-fifth, all they do is eat a cake.. and that is why I'll go to Japan, and walk around and say.. Hey there Mr. Shintoist, Merry Fuckin' Christmas God is gonna kick your ass You infidelic pagan scum. Incase you haven't noticed, There's festive things to do So lets all rejoice for Jesus and Merry Fuckin' Christmas to you. On Christmas Day, I travel 'round the world and say.. Taoists, Krishnas, Buddists and all you atheists too.. Merry Fuckin' Christmas.. to you---.(Prolongue) *clapping* ***Se non la capite, sono solo Ca**i vostri.
December 05 May 16Lagwagon
May 16
Dall' album: "Let's Talk About Feelings", 1997
No more waiting on them as you rise inside new rooms It's offical you've gone you can live for no one else Man the guilt must be huge As there's no gain in failure you succeed at being mine Yeah, old friend, see you there I will be proud from afar I can paint a picture in a moment of memories and there aren't many left I am extradited, uninvited It's just another saturday Take a step to freedom You and her lothing this cruel world Take a breath of shelter and exhale Trust and allegiance Leberate yourself from hell It's just another saturday November 22 People Are StrangeThe Doors
People Are Stranger
da "Strange Days", 1967
People are strange when you're a stranger
Faces look ugly when you're alone Women seem wicked when you're unwanted Streets are uneven when you're down When you're strange Faces come out of the rain When you're strange No one remembers your name When you're strange When you're strange
When you're strange
People are strange when you're a stranger Faces look ugly when you're alone Women seem wicked when you're unwanted Streets are uneven when you're down When you're strange Faces come out of the rain When you're strange No one remembers your name When you're strange When you're strange
When you're strange
When you're strange Faces come out of the rain When you're strange No one remembers your name When you're strange When you're strange
When you're strange November 18 Paint It BlackRolling Stones
Paint it black
1966 - Jagger/Richards
I see a red door and I want it painted black No colors anymore I want them to turn black I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes I have to turn my head until my darkness goes I see a line of cars and theyre all painted black With flowers and my love both never to come back I see people turn their heads and quickly look away Like a new born baby it just happens evry day I look inside myself and see my heart is black I see my red door and it has been painted black Maybe then Ill fade away and not have to face the facts Its not easy facin up when your whole world is black No more will my green sea go turn a deeper blue I could not foresee this thing happening to you If I look hard enough into the settin sun My love will laugh with me before the mornin comes I see a red door and I want it painted black No colors anymore I want them to turn black I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes I have to turn my head until my darkness goes Hmm, hmm, hmm,... I wanna see it painted, painted black Black as night, black as coal I wanna see the sun blotted out from the sky I wanna see it painted, painted, painted, painted black Yeah! September 23 Dedicata a tutti voi.Ecco la mia nuova canzone. La dedico a tutte le MERDE presenti al mondo.
Nihilism
This time
everything's going to melt this time The whole World's getting black When you've primped yourself and the party's over When you start to cry and you know you're lonely And you feel your soul,
it's bleeding And you've lost the dare so you're leaving... Now the candle's blowing over
And the bottle's crashed Nothing's gonna save you Nothing's gonna save you !!! The World hates you, and you're alone to fight. No one's going to hold you No one's going to hold you !!! And you feel your soul, it's bleeding And you've lost the dare so you're leaving... Trust no one! (Nothing's gonna save you )
Trust no one, my friend! Trust no one! (No one's going to hold you ) Trust no one, my friend! Nothing's gonna save you !!! (Trust no one) No one's going to hold you !!! Nothing's gonna save you !!! (Trust no one, my friend) No one's going to hold you !!! August 28 My new song.Backing Up on Saturday Afternoon.
Puppets
are wasting me. I've got nothing, but my beer. Wanna feel so fucking free. Should I have another drink? I have enough to tollerate all of you invertebrates selling ass without debate pay a bribe and you're graduate. Thank you neighbour for the poison Special thanks to my sweet Dawson Screaming through his window glass Wait me out, I'll break your ass. Puppets
are wasting me. I've got nothing, but my beer. Wanna feel so fucking free. Should I have another drink? Mrs Berckley,
she's so lazy and the money drives her crazy Why for dollars should she works while in free time she sucks cocks? What the fuck! I'm so bored Of this rude enriched lord Don't you know that you're so greasy And to use soap is so easy? Puppets are wasting me. I've got nothing, but my beer. Wanna feel so fucking free. Should I have another drink? Many bottles on the shelf I'm raising up myself When i feel like I'm not true I don't give a fuck to you. Have a dance with my own head Maybe life's not so bad Whose's the reason that I've found? Shit, I'm falling to the ground. ***N.B. : è del tutto inutile provare a tradurla con google. Fa semplicemente schifo, basta guardare la traduzione di "I've got nothing, but my beer" : è ben noto che "but" in questo caso prende il significato di "tranne", non di "ma". Per quanto riguarda le parolacce e le forme verbali poi, è meglio sorvolare. Quando ne avrò voglia aggiungerò una traduzione adeguata io stessa. July 08 WhItE RaBbIt !Jefferson Airplane
"White Rabbit"
from: "Surrealistic Pillow", 1967
One pill makes you larger And one pill makes you small And the ones that mother gives you Don't do anything at all Go ask Alice When she's ten feet tall And if you go chasing rabbits And you know you're going to fall Tell'em a hookah smoking caterpillar Has given you the call Call Alice When she was just small When men on the chessboard get up and tell you where to go And you've just had some kind of mushroom And your mind is moving low Go ask Alice I think she'll know When logic and proportion Have fallen sloppy dead And the White Knight is talking backwards And the Red Queen's off with her head Remember what the Dormouse said: "Feed your Head Feed your Head!" July 06 CiGaRo !System of a Down
Cigaro
dall'album: "Mezmerize"
testo: Tankian/Malakian
musica: Malakian
My cock is much bigger than yours! July 01 ¨°o.O SuGaR ! O.o°SyStEm Of A Down
Testo: Tankian
The kombucha mushroom people, Well I'm not there all the time you know The kombucha mushroom people, I got a gun the other day from Sako, The kombucha mushroom people, I sit, in my desolate room, no lights, no music, |
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