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"All you need now is in your soul..." Shinedown
"Goodbye blue sky, goodbye..." Pink Floyd
"You're my wonderwall..."
Rolling-Stones's Lyrics - Dont Stop Lyrics
Well you bit my lip and drew first blood
And warmed my cold, cold heart
And your wrote your name right on my back
Boy your nails were sharp
Don???t stop
Honey don???t stop
Don???t stop
Baby don???t stop
Well I love your screams of passion
In the long hot summer night
But you pepper me with poison darts
And twisted in your knife
Don???t stop
Honey don???t stop
Don???t stop
Baby don???t stop
Well the only thing I ask of you
Is to hand me back some pride
Don???t you dump me on some dusty street
And hang me out to dry
Don???t stop
Honey don???t stop
Baby don???t stop
Baby don???t stop
Honey
I???m losing you
I know your heart is miles away
There???s a whisper there where once there was a storm
And all that???s left is that image that I???ll find a way
And some memories have tattered as they???ve torn
Don???t stop
Don???t stop
Baby don???t stop
Baby don???t stop
Honey baby don???t stop
Honey honey
Baby don???t stop
Baby don???t stop
Come on honey honey don???t stop
Well baby
Baby don???t stop
Baby baby don???t stop
My honey don???t stop
Don???t ya stop
Don???t stop...
i know i know i posted it before. it's just such a hot song....
CRADEL OF FILTH - Death Magick For Adepts
Album : Lovecraft & Witch Hearts (2002) CD 1
Come distortured artists
Bitter things seek meaning
Even if they're madness to behold
Once forbears to horizons
Where the dead stayed dreaming
Now nightmares waken souls
That fear the living's toll
Gova, Bosch and Brueghel
Three times moonwise stain thy graves
For words alone are at loss to trace
The face of today's inhuman wraith
One half adrift in the vast abyss
Of despair and misery
The other a mask of rich red lips
Whetted by the fevers of belief and greed
All damned in this inferno
Where even Virgil averts his eyes
From the black mass mutual gang rape
Of Caesing hands an forced divides
Trespass these seven gates
To a world bloodlet to shades
Where Seraphim bleat
Of their cold and coming Master's race
In the seweres of Babylon
Stillborn to a trough anon
Chimiracles will hatch like plots
To dredge faeces to pearl their cross
Enter Penteholocaust
Five aeons past, yet still Man grasps
At final straws to save his cast
His Lord is a leper we shall not want
He betrayed us with white lies
His acrid pall as of the tomb
Reminds us how we rot inside
Gutted like fool's paradise
Glutted on cruel appetites
Holding court to chaos
Folding to far graver arms
A downfall fatal to all resounds
As orgies peak in self centred psalms
And nature screams her sufferings
Under bowed and cankered wings
A bleak scorched Earth necrotica burning
Like the robes we've torn from her
She begs us lay her pain to rest
Lest we are left with nothingness
Save for her stripped and ravished flesh
And if her fate is not portent of Apocalypse
Then the comets that graxe nightskies
Will surely cleanse of wrongs and reichs
When you and I and all else dies
It's rotting down
This carcass Maggotropolis
Interdependent as worms to the grave
Allah's true name is naught
Chist cannot save
Locked in a waltz of evermore frantic steps
Spells of regret
Death Magick for Adepts
Be prepared to fulfill prophecies
The glorious fall of a sin dynasty
Gutted like fool's paradise
Glutted on cruel appeitites
We've woven hearts a thorn arbour
Left tear streaked reason upon the shore
And bereft of compass, star or more
Set out for this World's end
Few at the prow, most slave below
Painting coal a perfect gold
But for all it's worth, the engines slow
Dead in the brine again
Come cabin fever, sodomy on the bounty
Prey to phallus seas
That hiss and foam to douse disease
A storm roars on the way
Blacker than the Ace of Rapes
Dealt out by Death in darkwood glades
Our ship of fools, all boards handmade
Sinks, dashed by seismic waves
Album : Lovecraft & Witch Hearts (2002) CD 1
Come distortured artists
Bitter things seek meaning
Even if they're madness to behold
Once forbears to horizons
Where the dead stayed dreaming
Now nightmares waken souls
That fear the living's toll
Gova, Bosch and Brueghel
Three times moonwise stain thy graves
For words alone are at loss to trace
The face of today's inhuman wraith
One half adrift in the vast abyss
Of despair and misery
The other a mask of rich red lips
Whetted by the fevers of belief and greed
All damned in this inferno
Where even Virgil averts his eyes
From the black mass mutual gang rape
Of Caesing hands an forced divides
Trespass these seven gates
To a world bloodlet to shades
Where Seraphim bleat
Of their cold and coming Master's race
In the seweres of Babylon
Stillborn to a trough anon
Chimiracles will hatch like plots
To dredge faeces to pearl their cross
Enter Penteholocaust
Five aeons past, yet still Man grasps
At final straws to save his cast
His Lord is a leper we shall not want
He betrayed us with white lies
His acrid pall as of the tomb
Reminds us how we rot inside
Gutted like fool's paradise
Glutted on cruel appetites
Holding court to chaos
Folding to far graver arms
A downfall fatal to all resounds
As orgies peak in self centred psalms
And nature screams her sufferings
Under bowed and cankered wings
A bleak scorched Earth necrotica burning
Like the robes we've torn from her
She begs us lay her pain to rest
Lest we are left with nothingness
Save for her stripped and ravished flesh
And if her fate is not portent of Apocalypse
Then the comets that graxe nightskies
Will surely cleanse of wrongs and reichs
When you and I and all else dies
It's rotting down
This carcass Maggotropolis
Interdependent as worms to the grave
Allah's true name is naught
Chist cannot save
Locked in a waltz of evermore frantic steps
Spells of regret
Death Magick for Adepts
Be prepared to fulfill prophecies
The glorious fall of a sin dynasty
Gutted like fool's paradise
Glutted on cruel appeitites
We've woven hearts a thorn arbour
Left tear streaked reason upon the shore
And bereft of compass, star or more
Set out for this World's end
Few at the prow, most slave below
Painting coal a perfect gold
But for all it's worth, the engines slow
Dead in the brine again
Come cabin fever, sodomy on the bounty
Prey to phallus seas
That hiss and foam to douse disease
A storm roars on the way
Blacker than the Ace of Rapes
Dealt out by Death in darkwood glades
Our ship of fools, all boards handmade
Sinks, dashed by seismic waves
Walk Idiot Walk by The Hives
Well is it true what they say about it
They say it's new but I have to doubt it
And then they tell you everything about it
Had enough
I got some people saying this way
I got some people saying that way
I got some people saying there's no way
Ain't it tough
See the idiot walk
See the idiot talk
See the idiot chalk up his name on the blackboard
See the robot walk
See the robot talk
See the robot write up his name on the ballot
They say this is all I need to get by
The truth is baby it's a lie
Well is it true what they say about it
You oughtta do what I do and doubt it
He won and now he's gonna do something about it
Ain't it sad
And if you don't wanna feel like a putz
Collect the clues and connect the dots
You'll see the pattern that is bursting your bubble
And it's Bad
See the idiot walk
See the idiot talk
See the idiot chalk up his name on the blackboard
They say this is all I need to get by
The truth is baby it's a lie
If we review the winning combination
Body at work and a mind on vacation
Who had the brain where it started to sink in
It was you
You've seen the idiot walk
See the idiot talk
But you never learned nothing and nothing isn't over
See the robot walk
See the robot talk
Still you never learned nothing and nothing isn't over
They say this is all I need to get by
The truth is baby it's a lie
Well is it true what they say about it
They say it's new but I have to doubt it
And then they tell you everything about it
Had enough
I got some people saying this way
I got some people saying that way
I got some people saying there's no way
Ain't it tough
See the idiot walk
See the idiot talk
See the idiot chalk up his name on the blackboard
See the robot walk
See the robot talk
See the robot write up his name on the ballot
They say this is all I need to get by
The truth is baby it's a lie
Well is it true what they say about it
You oughtta do what I do and doubt it
He won and now he's gonna do something about it
Ain't it sad
And if you don't wanna feel like a putz
Collect the clues and connect the dots
You'll see the pattern that is bursting your bubble
And it's Bad
See the idiot walk
See the idiot talk
See the idiot chalk up his name on the blackboard
They say this is all I need to get by
The truth is baby it's a lie
If we review the winning combination
Body at work and a mind on vacation
Who had the brain where it started to sink in
It was you
You've seen the idiot walk
See the idiot talk
But you never learned nothing and nothing isn't over
See the robot walk
See the robot talk
Still you never learned nothing and nothing isn't over
They say this is all I need to get by
The truth is baby it's a lie
The Time is Now by John Cena
[Chorus: John Cena]
Your time is up, my time is now
You can't see me, my time is now
It's the franchise, boy I'm shinin now
You can't see me, my time is now!
[John Cena]
In case you forgot or fell off I'm still hot - knock your shell off
My money stack fat plus I can't turn the swell off
The franchise, doin big bid'ness, I live this
It's automatic I win this - oh you hear those horns, you finished
A soldier, and I stay under you fightin
Plus I'm stormin on you chumps like I'm thunder and lightning
Ain't no way you breakin me kid, I'm harder than nails
Plus I keep it on lock, like I'm part of the jail
I'm slaughterin stale, competition, I got the whole block wishin
they could run with my division but they gone fishin -
- with no bait, kid your boy hold weight
I got my soul straight, I brush your mouth like Colgate
In any weather I'm never better your boy's so hot
you'll never catch me in the next man's sweater
If they hate, let 'em hate, I drop ya whole clan
Lay yo' ass DOWN for the three second TAN
[Chorus]
[Tha Trademarc]
Yeah, uhh
It's gon' be what it's gon' be
Five pounds of courage buddy, bass tint pants with a gold T
Uhh - it's a war dance and victory step
A raw stance is a gift, when you insist it's my rep
John Cena, Trademarc, y'all are so-so
And talk about the bread you make but don't know the recipe for dough though
Aimin guns in all your photos, that's a no-no
When this pop, you'll liplock, your big talk's a blatant no-show
See what happens when the ice age melt
You see monetary status is not what matters, but it helps
I rock a timepiece by Benny if any
The same reason y'all could love me is the same reason y'all condemn me
A man's measured by the way that he thinks
Not clothing lines, ice links, leather and minks
I spent 20 plus years seekin knowledge of self
So for now Marc Predka's livin live for wealth
[Chorus: John Cena]
Your time is up, my time is now
You can't see me, my time is now
It's the franchise, boy I'm shinin now
You can't see me, my time is now!
[John Cena]
In case you forgot or fell off I'm still hot - knock your shell off
My money stack fat plus I can't turn the swell off
The franchise, doin big bid'ness, I live this
It's automatic I win this - oh you hear those horns, you finished
A soldier, and I stay under you fightin
Plus I'm stormin on you chumps like I'm thunder and lightning
Ain't no way you breakin me kid, I'm harder than nails
Plus I keep it on lock, like I'm part of the jail
I'm slaughterin stale, competition, I got the whole block wishin
they could run with my division but they gone fishin -
- with no bait, kid your boy hold weight
I got my soul straight, I brush your mouth like Colgate
In any weather I'm never better your boy's so hot
you'll never catch me in the next man's sweater
If they hate, let 'em hate, I drop ya whole clan
Lay yo' ass DOWN for the three second TAN
[Chorus]
[Tha Trademarc]
Yeah, uhh
It's gon' be what it's gon' be
Five pounds of courage buddy, bass tint pants with a gold T
Uhh - it's a war dance and victory step
A raw stance is a gift, when you insist it's my rep
John Cena, Trademarc, y'all are so-so
And talk about the bread you make but don't know the recipe for dough though
Aimin guns in all your photos, that's a no-no
When this pop, you'll liplock, your big talk's a blatant no-show
See what happens when the ice age melt
You see monetary status is not what matters, but it helps
I rock a timepiece by Benny if any
The same reason y'all could love me is the same reason y'all condemn me
A man's measured by the way that he thinks
Not clothing lines, ice links, leather and minks
I spent 20 plus years seekin knowledge of self
So for now Marc Predka's livin live for wealth
Bad Bad Man by John Cena
[John Cena]
Aww, you done did it now
Chaos you shoulda put this one in the vault man!
They not ready - they don't know what's comin man!
Oh we gonna drop this on 'em right here
Y'all ain't ready for this, Y'ALL AIN'T READY FOR NONE OF THIS!
Your boy's a bad man, and we invadin the streets
Make unclever rappers scurred, they be droppin the heat
Shocked the world, now I'm standin alone
I flip fools like them clamshell cellular phones
You can't help but nod your head to the track
Fuck the watered down rap, we be takin it back
Give it to me straight - ain't no chasin it
Check yourself in the mirror - ain't no facin it
Cause you, playin the role and you plannin to fold
This the masterplan, we got the planet on hold
We all over the streets like your favorite sneaker
Breakin up your sound like a drive-through speaker
Everything that I be spittin is strong
After I rock, fast forward through the rest of the song
We the monkeywrench, that's gonna ruin your plan
And don't fuck with John Cena - I'm a BAD, BAD MAN
[Chorus 2X: Bumpy Knuckles]
With the mic in my hands I'm a bad man
Even in a fight with the hands I'm a bad man
Livin in the streets all my life I'm a bad man
I'm a bad man, I'm a bad man
[Tha Trademarc]
We devils - rockin ambient levels
We set loose among hot tunes to instrumentals
And cats got one-liners, I drop several
And I think it's funny you choose, losin progress
or runnin in place; we makin moves, and y'all settle
I rip rappers and take responsibility
for makin future hall-of-famers look third rate
Y'all are lost for words like conversation on your worst first date
and ride beats, creep through side streets
Looseleaf notepads that's where rhymes leak
Punchlines - man, don't even beg
I got knee-slappin tracks, y'all brusin your leg
You a rhyme writer - funny man, that's a joke
You ain't worthy of bein my secretary man that's a quote
I flood tracks like cracks in boats
And pussy rappers choked up with they own lines in they throat
[Chorus]
[Bumpy Knuckles a.k.a. Freddie Foxxx]
TURN UP THE MICROPHONE and see me I'm a beast
MC's and they beats is what I eat, 16 I'll leave you in the street
My rhymes are sicker than gangrene in both feet
It's spreadin up the leg, and headed for the head
Your rhymes are whack your style is proof that the brain corrosion
is fuckin with your chosen flows, I'm nice with mics
My hands'll break your nose like Mikey Tyson
Fightin in his prime, one rhyme
And I shake up the room one time, BOOM! To the jaw
Your face is a coat type raw
And the blood and snot they mix, jelly on the floor
My love is cop them bricks, belly on the floor
I rob you, you soft and you really ain't a problem
I solve you, 357 long nose revolve you
Acid in your face, bad look, dissolve you
I'm a bad, bad man
Yeah, check it out
It's Bumpy Knuckles baby
And I want you to say hello to the BAD, BAD, MAN - C'MON!
[John Cena]
Aww, you done did it now
Chaos you shoulda put this one in the vault man!
They not ready - they don't know what's comin man!
Oh we gonna drop this on 'em right here
Y'all ain't ready for this, Y'ALL AIN'T READY FOR NONE OF THIS!
Your boy's a bad man, and we invadin the streets
Make unclever rappers scurred, they be droppin the heat
Shocked the world, now I'm standin alone
I flip fools like them clamshell cellular phones
You can't help but nod your head to the track
Fuck the watered down rap, we be takin it back
Give it to me straight - ain't no chasin it
Check yourself in the mirror - ain't no facin it
Cause you, playin the role and you plannin to fold
This the masterplan, we got the planet on hold
We all over the streets like your favorite sneaker
Breakin up your sound like a drive-through speaker
Everything that I be spittin is strong
After I rock, fast forward through the rest of the song
We the monkeywrench, that's gonna ruin your plan
And don't fuck with John Cena - I'm a BAD, BAD MAN
[Chorus 2X: Bumpy Knuckles]
With the mic in my hands I'm a bad man
Even in a fight with the hands I'm a bad man
Livin in the streets all my life I'm a bad man
I'm a bad man, I'm a bad man
[Tha Trademarc]
We devils - rockin ambient levels
We set loose among hot tunes to instrumentals
And cats got one-liners, I drop several
And I think it's funny you choose, losin progress
or runnin in place; we makin moves, and y'all settle
I rip rappers and take responsibility
for makin future hall-of-famers look third rate
Y'all are lost for words like conversation on your worst first date
and ride beats, creep through side streets
Looseleaf notepads that's where rhymes leak
Punchlines - man, don't even beg
I got knee-slappin tracks, y'all brusin your leg
You a rhyme writer - funny man, that's a joke
You ain't worthy of bein my secretary man that's a quote
I flood tracks like cracks in boats
And pussy rappers choked up with they own lines in they throat
[Chorus]
[Bumpy Knuckles a.k.a. Freddie Foxxx]
TURN UP THE MICROPHONE and see me I'm a beast
MC's and they beats is what I eat, 16 I'll leave you in the street
My rhymes are sicker than gangrene in both feet
It's spreadin up the leg, and headed for the head
Your rhymes are whack your style is proof that the brain corrosion
is fuckin with your chosen flows, I'm nice with mics
My hands'll break your nose like Mikey Tyson
Fightin in his prime, one rhyme
And I shake up the room one time, BOOM! To the jaw
Your face is a coat type raw
And the blood and snot they mix, jelly on the floor
My love is cop them bricks, belly on the floor
I rob you, you soft and you really ain't a problem
I solve you, 357 long nose revolve you
Acid in your face, bad look, dissolve you
I'm a bad, bad man
Yeah, check it out
It's Bumpy Knuckles baby
And I want you to say hello to the BAD, BAD, MAN - C'MON!
3 Days Grace
"(I Hate) Everything About You"
Every time we lie awake
After every hit we take
Every feeling that I get
But I haven???t missed you yet
Every roommate kept awake
By every sigh and scream we make
All the feelings that I get
But I still don't miss you yet
Only when I stop to think about it
I hate everything about you
Why do I love you
I hate everything about you
Why do I love you
Every time we lie awake
After every hit we take
Every feeling that I get
But I haven???t missed you yet
Only when I stop to think about it
I hate everything about you
Why do I love you
I hate everything about you
Why do I love you
Only when I stop to think
About you, I know
Only when you stop to think
About me, do you know
I hate everything about you
Why do I love you
You hate everything about me
Why do you love me
I hate
You hate
I hate
You love me
I hate everything about you
Why do I love you
"(I Hate) Everything About You"
Every time we lie awake
After every hit we take
Every feeling that I get
But I haven???t missed you yet
Every roommate kept awake
By every sigh and scream we make
All the feelings that I get
But I still don't miss you yet
Only when I stop to think about it
I hate everything about you
Why do I love you
I hate everything about you
Why do I love you
Every time we lie awake
After every hit we take
Every feeling that I get
But I haven???t missed you yet
Only when I stop to think about it
I hate everything about you
Why do I love you
I hate everything about you
Why do I love you
Only when I stop to think
About you, I know
Only when you stop to think
About me, do you know
I hate everything about you
Why do I love you
You hate everything about me
Why do you love me
I hate
You hate
I hate
You love me
I hate everything about you
Why do I love you
Sublime
"Smoke Two Joints"
[Spoken:]
She was living in a single room w/ 3 other individuals, one of them was a male, and the other two, well hell the other two were females. God only knows what they were up to in there, and furthermore Susan I wouldn't be the least bit surprised to learn that all four of them habitually smoked marijuana cigarettes..... reefers
I smoke two joints in the morning
I smoke two joint at night
I smoke two joint in the afternoon
It makes me feel all right
I smoke two joints in time of peace
And two in time of war
I smoke two joints before I smoke two joints,
And then I smoke two more
Daddy he once told me,
"Son, you be hard workin' man"
And momma she once told me,
"Son, you do the best you can"
Then one day I meet a man,
He came to me and said,
"Hard work good and hard work fine,
but first take care of head"
Whoa rock me to the night
Ja say
"Smoke Two Joints"
[Spoken:]
She was living in a single room w/ 3 other individuals, one of them was a male, and the other two, well hell the other two were females. God only knows what they were up to in there, and furthermore Susan I wouldn't be the least bit surprised to learn that all four of them habitually smoked marijuana cigarettes..... reefers
I smoke two joints in the morning
I smoke two joint at night
I smoke two joint in the afternoon
It makes me feel all right
I smoke two joints in time of peace
And two in time of war
I smoke two joints before I smoke two joints,
And then I smoke two more
Daddy he once told me,
"Son, you be hard workin' man"
And momma she once told me,
"Son, you do the best you can"
Then one day I meet a man,
He came to me and said,
"Hard work good and hard work fine,
but first take care of head"
Whoa rock me to the night
Ja say
SUBLIME
"Doin' Time"
summertime and the livin's easy
and bradley's on the microphone w/ ras m.g.
all the people in the dance will agree
that we are well qualified to represent the LBC
me and louie run to the party
dance to the rhythm it gets harder
me and my girl we got this relationship
i love her so bad but she treats me like...
on lock down like a penitentiary
she spreads her lovin' all over
and when she gets home there???s none left for me
[chorus]
oh take this veil from off my eyes
My burning sun will someday rise
so what am i gonna be doin' for a wife
said i'm gonna play with myself
show them how we come off the shelf
[chorus]
evil i've come to tell you that she's evil most definately
evil ornery scandalous and evil most definately
the tension is getting hotter i'd like to hold her head underwater
"Doin' Time"
summertime and the livin's easy
and bradley's on the microphone w/ ras m.g.
all the people in the dance will agree
that we are well qualified to represent the LBC
me and louie run to the party
dance to the rhythm it gets harder
me and my girl we got this relationship
i love her so bad but she treats me like...
on lock down like a penitentiary
she spreads her lovin' all over
and when she gets home there???s none left for me
[chorus]
oh take this veil from off my eyes
My burning sun will someday rise
so what am i gonna be doin' for a wife
said i'm gonna play with myself
show them how we come off the shelf
[chorus]
evil i've come to tell you that she's evil most definately
evil ornery scandalous and evil most definately
the tension is getting hotter i'd like to hold her head underwater
REEL BIG FISH
"She Has A Girlfriend Now"
she has a girlfriend now
she has a girlfriend now
she has a girlfriend now, she said
"guys don't do no more for me"
"you never loved me, like i wanted you to"
"i loved you baby, what do you want me to do?"
she said she found someone who's gonna hold her hand
she said she found someone who's gonna understand
she don't need nobody to be her man
she don't need nobody to be her man
i never thought it would end like this
just because i've got no tits
i'll shave my legs,
i'll wear a bra
i'll even cut my penis
off for you...
she has a
girlfriend
now.
"She Has A Girlfriend Now"
she has a girlfriend now
she has a girlfriend now
she has a girlfriend now, she said
"guys don't do no more for me"
"you never loved me, like i wanted you to"
"i loved you baby, what do you want me to do?"
she said she found someone who's gonna hold her hand
she said she found someone who's gonna understand
she don't need nobody to be her man
she don't need nobody to be her man
i never thought it would end like this
just because i've got no tits
i'll shave my legs,
i'll wear a bra
i'll even cut my penis
off for you...
she has a
girlfriend
now.
SYSTEM OF A DOWN
"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 more.
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 through the floor.
With a feeling so pure,
It's got you coming back for more.
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?
Can't you see that you love my cock?
Can't you see that we love my cock?
We're the regulators that de-regulate
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
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 de-regulate
We're the animators that de-animate
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!
"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 more.
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 through the floor.
With a feeling so pure,
It's got you coming back for more.
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?
Can't you see that you love my cock?
Can't you see that we love my cock?
We're the regulators that de-regulate
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
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 de-regulate
We're the animators that de-animate
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!
Y-Don't-U-Spray
(to: YMCA - The Village People)
Young man, stop your lazing around
I said, Young Man, don't just sit there and frown
You can help out when your load is flushed down
There's no need to be unhappy
Young Man, do you know what I think
I mean, Young Man, this whole room really stinks
You can help us get this room in the pink
It should not be smelling crappy.
Doo-Doo-Doo-Doo-Doo...
It's fun to flush, but then
Y-Don't-U-Spray
It's fun to flush, but then
Y-Don't-U-Spray-ay
You can take any smell
That was left in the air
You can spray the room everywhere...
(to: YMCA - The Village People)
Young man, stop your lazing around
I said, Young Man, don't just sit there and frown
You can help out when your load is flushed down
There's no need to be unhappy
Young Man, do you know what I think
I mean, Young Man, this whole room really stinks
You can help us get this room in the pink
It should not be smelling crappy.
Doo-Doo-Doo-Doo-Doo...
It's fun to flush, but then
Y-Don't-U-Spray
It's fun to flush, but then
Y-Don't-U-Spray-ay
You can take any smell
That was left in the air
You can spray the room everywhere...
Yes, we like that one, too - don't be ashamed by your apparent good taste. And when you order The Ultimate Book of Bathroom Etiquette and Humor, you will find yourself unashamedly jumping and dumping, and swaying and spraying to all 50 classic songs, including these:
I'm Off To Drain My Lizard
(to: We're Off To See The Wizard - The Wizard Of Oz)
If I Flooded Your Bathroom
(to: Tears In Heaven - Eric Clapton)
Your Fart Will Go On
(to: My Heart Will Go On - Celine Dion)
Whistle While You Dump
(to: Whistle While You Work)
I Can't Get No Bowel Reaction
(to: I Can't Get No Satisfaction - Rolling Stones)
So act now and act fast.
I'm Off To Drain My Lizard
(to: We're Off To See The Wizard - The Wizard Of Oz)
If I Flooded Your Bathroom
(to: Tears In Heaven - Eric Clapton)
Your Fart Will Go On
(to: My Heart Will Go On - Celine Dion)
Whistle While You Dump
(to: Whistle While You Work)
I Can't Get No Bowel Reaction
(to: I Can't Get No Satisfaction - Rolling Stones)
So act now and act fast.
This one is for my pal Randy..... 
2. "The Randy Bunch"
(to: The Brady Bunch Theme)
Here's the story of a sleazy lady
Who was bringing up three very sloppy kids
All the girls never flushed just like Mother
Who never, ever did.
Here's the story of a man named Randy
Who was raising three gross children of his own
They would always stain their trousers just like Father
Who never hit the throne.
Then one day when these two sickies got together
He proposed to her while farting during lunch
She accepted his proposal and then pooted
And the two of them soon raised the Randy Bunch.
The Randy Bunch
The Randy Bunch
That's why we call these pigs The Randy Bunch!
2. "The Randy Bunch"
(to: The Brady Bunch Theme)
Here's the story of a sleazy lady
Who was bringing up three very sloppy kids
All the girls never flushed just like Mother
Who never, ever did.
Here's the story of a man named Randy
Who was raising three gross children of his own
They would always stain their trousers just like Father
Who never hit the throne.
Then one day when these two sickies got together
He proposed to her while farting during lunch
She accepted his proposal and then pooted
And the two of them soon raised the Randy Bunch.
The Randy Bunch
The Randy Bunch
That's why we call these pigs The Randy Bunch!
Grateful Dead
Casey Jones
This old engine
makes it on time
Leaves Central Station
at a quarter to nine
Hits River Junction
at seventeen to
at a quarter to ten
you know it's trav'lin again
Drivin' that train
High on cocaine
Casey Jones
you better
watch your speed
Trouble ahead
Trouble behind
and you know that notion
just crossed my mind
Trouble ahead
The Lady In Red
Take my advice
you be better off dead
Switchman sleepin
Train hundred and two
is on the wrong track and
headed for you
Drivin' that train
High on cocaine
Casey Jones you better
watch your speed
Trouble ahead
Trouble behind
and you know that notion
just crossed my mind
Trouble with you is
The trouble with me
Got two good eyes
but we still don't see
Come round the bend
You know it's the end
The fireman screams and
The engine just gleams
Drivin' that train
High on cocaine
Casey Jones you better
watch your speed
Trouble ahead
Trouble behind
and you know that notion
just crossed my mind
Casey Jones
This old engine
makes it on time
Leaves Central Station
at a quarter to nine
Hits River Junction
at seventeen to
at a quarter to ten
you know it's trav'lin again
Drivin' that train
High on cocaine
Casey Jones
you better
watch your speed
Trouble ahead
Trouble behind
and you know that notion
just crossed my mind
Trouble ahead
The Lady In Red
Take my advice
you be better off dead
Switchman sleepin
Train hundred and two
is on the wrong track and
headed for you
Drivin' that train
High on cocaine
Casey Jones you better
watch your speed
Trouble ahead
Trouble behind
and you know that notion
just crossed my mind
Trouble with you is
The trouble with me
Got two good eyes
but we still don't see
Come round the bend
You know it's the end
The fireman screams and
The engine just gleams
Drivin' that train
High on cocaine
Casey Jones you better
watch your speed
Trouble ahead
Trouble behind
and you know that notion
just crossed my mind
"I'm Off To Drain My Lizard" An ode to Crono
(to: We're Off To See The Wizard-The Wizard Of Oz)
I'm off to drain my lizard
That fluid-filled lizard of mine
Because I drank a lot of beer
And I really must go this time!
My pants are tightening as I speak
I really need to take a leak
Because, because, because, because, because
Because the old bladder is getting weak
(Da, da, da, da, da, da, da, da, da)
I'm off to drain my lizard
That fluid-filled lizard of mine!
(to: We're Off To See The Wizard-The Wizard Of Oz)
I'm off to drain my lizard
That fluid-filled lizard of mine
Because I drank a lot of beer
And I really must go this time!
My pants are tightening as I speak
I really need to take a leak
Because, because, because, because, because
Because the old bladder is getting weak
(Da, da, da, da, da, da, da, da, da)
I'm off to drain my lizard
That fluid-filled lizard of mine!
Hey! That wasn't nice MinO 
min0 lee said:This one is for my pal Randy.....
2. "The Randy Bunch"
(to: The Brady Bunch Theme)
Here's the story of a sleazy lady
Who was bringing up three very sloppy kids
All the girls never flushed just like Mother
Who never, ever did.
Here's the story of a man named Randy
Who was raising three gross children of his own
They would always stain their trousers just like Father
Who never hit the throne.
Then one day when these two sickies got together
He proposed to her while farting during lunch
She accepted his proposal and then pooted
And the two of them soon raised the Randy Bunch.
The Randy Bunch
The Randy Bunch
That's why we call these pigs The Randy Bunch!
"My Rectal Itch Is Bad" Ode to Dale
(to: Ding Dong! The Witch Is Dead-The Wizard Of Oz)
Dale Dong, My itch is bad
My wicked itch, my rectal itch
Dale Dong, my rectal itch is bad.
I have a problem here
My rectal itch is most severe
Dale Dong, my rectal itch is bad.
I didn't wipe so well
And my butt feels like hell
I must get out of here and change.
('cause)
Dale Dong, My itch is bad
My wicked itch, my rectal itch
Dale Dong, my rectal itch is bad!
(to: Ding Dong! The Witch Is Dead-The Wizard Of Oz)
Dale Dong, My itch is bad
My wicked itch, my rectal itch
Dale Dong, my rectal itch is bad.
I have a problem here
My rectal itch is most severe
Dale Dong, my rectal itch is bad.
I didn't wipe so well
And my butt feels like hell
I must get out of here and change.
('cause)
Dale Dong, My itch is bad
My wicked itch, my rectal itch
Dale Dong, my rectal itch is bad!
Since MinO wants to be mean...
I will donate this one for MinO
She's Got Balls
from AC/DC
I will donate this one for MinO
She's Got Balls
from AC/DC
Randy said:Since MinO wants to be mean...
I will donate this one for MinO
She's Got Balls
from AC/DC
Ouch!
I thought you might like that one MinO 
"Crappers In The Night" This one's for the Tough old Man....some blue eyes.
(to: Strangers In The Night-
Frank Sinatra)
Crappers in the night
Revving their motors.
Crappers in the night
Producing floaters.
Would the time be right
For crappers in the night?
When the morning came
It was not easy.
Looking at their turds
It made me queasy.
To flush away the sight
From crappers in the night.
Dooty-dooty-doo, doo, dooty, doo-doo...
(to: Strangers In The Night-
Frank Sinatra)
Crappers in the night
Revving their motors.
Crappers in the night
Producing floaters.
Would the time be right
For crappers in the night?
When the morning came
It was not easy.
Looking at their turds
It made me queasy.
To flush away the sight
From crappers in the night.
Dooty-dooty-doo, doo, dooty, doo-doo...
"The IM Family Hopper"
(to: The Addams Family Theme)
The IM Family hopper
Was smelling very proper
'Til Topolo let loose a plopper
That peeled off the paint.
The walls soon lost their plaster
When Manic ripped a blaster
It was such a disaster
RGazer had to faint.
(Duh - Duh - Duh - Duh - (Fart) (Fart)
Duh - Duh - Duh - Duh - (Fart) (Fart)
Duh - Duh - Duh - Duh
Duh - Duh - Duh - Duh
Duh - Duh - Duh - Duh) - (Fart) (Fart)
When Vieope dropped his thunder
The floors soon buckled under
It really is a wonder
They're still alive today.
(Duh - Duh - Duh - Duh) - (Fart) (Long Fart)
(to: The Addams Family Theme)
The IM Family hopper
Was smelling very proper
'Til Topolo let loose a plopper
That peeled off the paint.
The walls soon lost their plaster
When Manic ripped a blaster
It was such a disaster
RGazer had to faint.
(Duh - Duh - Duh - Duh - (Fart) (Fart)
Duh - Duh - Duh - Duh - (Fart) (Fart)
Duh - Duh - Duh - Duh
Duh - Duh - Duh - Duh
Duh - Duh - Duh - Duh) - (Fart) (Fart)
When Vieope dropped his thunder
The floors soon buckled under
It really is a wonder
They're still alive today.
(Duh - Duh - Duh - Duh) - (Fart) (Long Fart)
The Word Fuck
George Carlin
Perhaps one of the most interesting and colorful words in the English language today is the word "fuck". It is the one magical word which, just by its sound, can describe pain, pleasure, love, and hate.
In language, "fuck" falls into many grammatical categories.
It can be used to tell time- "It's five fucking thirty."
It can be used in business- "How did I wind up with this fucking job?"
It can be maternal- "Mother fucker."
It can be political- "Fuck Dan Quayle!"
It has also been used by many notable people throughout history...
George Carlin
Perhaps one of the most interesting and colorful words in the English language today is the word "fuck". It is the one magical word which, just by its sound, can describe pain, pleasure, love, and hate.
In language, "fuck" falls into many grammatical categories.
- It can be used as a verb, both transitive (John fucked Mary) and intransitive (Mary was fucked by John).
- It can be an action verb (John really gives a fuck), a passive verb (Mary really doesn't give a fuck), an adverb (Mary is fucking interested in John), or as a noun (Mary is a terrific fuck).
- It can also be used as an adjective (Mary is fucking beautiful) or an interjection (Fuck! I'm late for my date with Mary).
- It can even be used as a conjunction (Mary is easy, fuck she's also stupid).
Greetings "How the fuck are ya?"
Fraud "I got fucked by the car dealer."
Resignation "Oh, fuck it!"
Trouble "I guess I'm fucked now."
Aggression "FUCK YOU!"
Disgust "Fuck me."
Confusion "What the fuck.......?"
Difficulty "I don't understand this fucking business!"
Despair "Fucked again..."
Pleasure "I fucking couldn't be happier."
Displeasure "What the fuck is going on here?"
Lost "Where the fuck are we."
Disbelief "UNFUCKING BELIEVABLE!"
Retaliation "Up your fucking ass!"
Denial "I didn't fucking do it."
Perplexity "I know fuck all about it."
Apathy "Who really gives a fuck, anyhow?"
Greetings "How the fuck are ya?"
Suspicion "Who the fuck are you?"
Panic "Let's get the fuck out of here."
Directions "Fuck off."
Disbelief "How the fuck did you do that?"
It can be used in an anatomical description- "He's a fucking asshole."Fraud "I got fucked by the car dealer."
Resignation "Oh, fuck it!"
Trouble "I guess I'm fucked now."
Aggression "FUCK YOU!"
Disgust "Fuck me."
Confusion "What the fuck.......?"
Difficulty "I don't understand this fucking business!"
Despair "Fucked again..."
Pleasure "I fucking couldn't be happier."
Displeasure "What the fuck is going on here?"
Lost "Where the fuck are we."
Disbelief "UNFUCKING BELIEVABLE!"
Retaliation "Up your fucking ass!"
Denial "I didn't fucking do it."
Perplexity "I know fuck all about it."
Apathy "Who really gives a fuck, anyhow?"
Greetings "How the fuck are ya?"
Suspicion "Who the fuck are you?"
Panic "Let's get the fuck out of here."
Directions "Fuck off."
Disbelief "How the fuck did you do that?"
It can be used to tell time- "It's five fucking thirty."
It can be used in business- "How did I wind up with this fucking job?"
It can be maternal- "Mother fucker."
It can be political- "Fuck Dan Quayle!"
It has also been used by many notable people throughout history...
"What the fuck was that?"
- Mayor of Hiroshima
"Where the fuck is all this water coming from?"
- Captain of the Titanic
"That's not a real fucking gun."
- John Lennon
"Who's gonna fucking find out?"
- Richard Nixon
"Heads are going to fucking roll."
- Anne Boleyn
"Let the fucking woman drive."
- Commander of Space Shuttle
"What fucking map?"
- "Challenger," Mark Thatcher
"Any fucking idiot could understand that."
- Albert Einstein
"It does so fucking look like her!"
- Picasso
"How the fuck did you work that out?"
- Pythagoras
"You want what on the fucking ceiling?"
- Michaelangelo
"Fuck a duck."
- Walt Disney
"Why?- Because its fucking there!"
- Edmund Hilary
"I don't suppose its gonna fucking rain?"
- Joan of Arc
"Scattered fucking showers my ass."
- Noah
"I need this parade like I need a fucking hole in my head."
- John F. Kennedy
- Mayor of Hiroshima
"Where the fuck is all this water coming from?"
- Captain of the Titanic
"That's not a real fucking gun."
- John Lennon
"Who's gonna fucking find out?"
- Richard Nixon
"Heads are going to fucking roll."
- Anne Boleyn
"Let the fucking woman drive."
- Commander of Space Shuttle
"What fucking map?"
- "Challenger," Mark Thatcher
"Any fucking idiot could understand that."
- Albert Einstein
"It does so fucking look like her!"
- Picasso
"How the fuck did you work that out?"
- Pythagoras
"You want what on the fucking ceiling?"
- Michaelangelo
"Fuck a duck."
- Walt Disney
"Why?- Because its fucking there!"
- Edmund Hilary
"I don't suppose its gonna fucking rain?"
- Joan of Arc
"Scattered fucking showers my ass."
- Noah
"I need this parade like I need a fucking hole in my head."
- John F. Kennedy
Randy said:Since MinO wants to be mean...
I will donate this one for MinO
She's Got Balls
from AC/DC
AC/DC LYRICS - SHE'S GOT BALLS
Min0's got style that woman
Makes me smile that woman
She's got spunk that woman
Funk that woman
She's got speed my babe
Got what I need my babe
She's got the ability
To make a man outta me
CHORUS:
But most important of all
Let me tell you
My lady's got balls
She's got huge balls
She's got soul my lady
Likes to crawl my lady
All around the floor on her hands and knees
Oh because she likes to please me
CHORUS
And she's got taste my lady
Pace my lady
Makes my heart race
With her pretty face
She's got huge balls my lady
Likes to crawl my lady
Hands and knees all around the floor
No one has to tell her what a fella he is
Damn...I was hoping you didn't read the lyrics
min0 lee said:
