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Dr Greenthumb
wzl-lid
Sinds 13/10/2004
T:1 -
R:538
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14/7/2006 -
10:05u
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Dennis Leary - Asshole
Folks
I'd like to sing a song about the American Dream
About me
About you
About the way our American hearts beat way down in the bottoms of our chests
About that special feeling we get in the cockles of our hearts
Or maybe below the cockles
Maybe in the sub-cockle area
Maybe in the liver
Maybe in the kidneys
Maybe even in the colon
We don't know
I'm just a regular joe
With a regular job
I'm your average white
Suburbanite slob
I like football, and porno, and books about war
I've got an average house
With a nice hardwood floor
My wife, and my job
My kids, and my car
My feet on my table
And a Cuban cigar
But sometimes that just ain't enough
To keep a man like me interested
Oh no, no way, uh uhh
No, I gotta go out and have fun
At someone else's expense
Oh yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah
I drive really slow
In the ultra-fast lane
While people behind me are going insane
I'm an asshole
(he's an asshole, what an asshole)
I'm an asshole
(he's an asshole, such an asshole)
I use public toilets
And I piss on the seat
I walk around in the summer time sayin', "How about this heat?"
I'm an asshole
(he's an asshole, what an asshole)
I'm an asshole
(he's the worlds biggest asshole)
Sometimes I park in the handicapped spaces
While handicapped people
Make handicapped faces
I'm an asshole
(he's an asshole, what an asshole)
I'm an asshole
(he's a real fucking asshole)
Maybe I shouldn't be singin' this song
Ranting and raving and carrying on
Maybe they're right when they tell me I'm wrong...
...
NAAAHHHHH!
I'm an asshole
(he's an asshole, what an asshole)
I'm an asshole
(he's the world's biggest asshole)
You know what I'm gonna do?
I'm gonna get myself a 1967 Cadilac El Dorado Convertable
Hot pink!
With whale skin hub caps
An all leather cow interior
And big brown baby seal eyes for headlights
YEAH!
And I'm gonna drive around in that baby
At 115 miles per hour
Getting one mile per gallon
Sucking down Quarter Pounder cheeseburgers from McDonalds in the old-fashioned non-biodegradable Styrofoam containers
And when I'm done sucking down those grease-ball burgers
I'm gonna wipe my mouth with the American flag
And then I'm gonna toss the Styrofoam containers right out the side
And there ain't a Goddamn thing anybody can do about it
You know why?
'Cause we got the bombs, that's why!
Two words: Nuclear Fuckin' Weapons
Okay!?
Russia, Germany, Romania
They can have all the Democracy they want
They can have a big Democracy cake walk
Right through the middle of Tienemen Square
And it won't make a lick of difference
Because we got the bombs
Okay!?
John Wayne's not dead
He's frozen!
And as soon as we find a cure for cancer We're gonna thaw out "The Duke"
And he's gonna be pretty pissed off
You know why?
Have you ever taken a cold shower?
Well, multiply that by 15 million times
That's how pissed off "The Duke"'s gonna be
I'm gonna get "The Duke"
And John Cassavetes
And Lee Marvin
And Sam Peckinpah
And a case of whiskey
And drive down to Texas
And-
(Hey, Hey! You know you really are an asshole)
Why don't you just shut-up and sing the song, pal?
You know, the whole time I thought I was that asshole
And it turns out it was him
What an asshole!
I'm an asshole
(he's an asshole, what an asshole)
I'm an asshole
(he's the worlds biggest asshole)
A - SS - HO - LE!
Everybody!!
A - SS - HO - LE!
I'm an asshole and proud of it!
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K3v
wzl-lid
Sinds 13/12/2005
T:32 -
R:11675
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16/7/2006 -
10:19u
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Lords Of Acid - Mister Machoman
Mister machoman is it true
That all the girls wanna come on you
You keep on telling me you're the best
I wanna put your lovin' to the test
Get your tigerbaby out of it's cage
I wanna measure it, starting at the base
Rock your body from the left to the right
Rock your body, make you struggle and fight
Make me hunger, make my honey flow free
A taste of sugar for a horny busy bee
What you get is what you want is what you see
Let your fingers draw a line accross me
Kiss my booty but don't treat it too kind
Whip me baby, let your tongue go wild
Rock your body from the left to the right
Rock your body, make you struggle and fight
If you say that you are bad and rough
I'm prove that you ain't bad enough
Don't pretend that it's your very first time
I can see that you enjoy it just fine
Eat my body from the bottom to the top
Kiss me baby till i tell you when to stop
Rock your body from the left to the right
Rock your body, make you struggle and fight
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val
wzl-lid
Sinds 16/2/2005
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R:665
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16/7/2006 -
13:43u
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Nikka Costa - Like A Feather
I'm coming out of my wishing well
Where only echoes lonely hear m prayers
I'm coming around to bend cause my resistance been to persistent
I've come to far to force it so I'll watch it slide and land
I could come on strong and willful but
I'd rather watch it fall to the palm of my hand
And when I set it free like a feather it will be
And when I rise to see it done like whatever it will be it will be
I'm taking a breather baby
From sitting on pins waiting for my sky to fall
I'm taking up giving in
So here's the wheel, I'm putting my feet up
Take another look at me baby
Today I'm taking on catastrophe
I'd rather take it easy
Then try to force what's on its way to me
And when I set it free like a feather it will be
And when I rise to see it done like whatever it will be it will be
We're only afraid if we pull back the blinds too far
The lights behind that we free will blind other stars
But the truth doesn't blind it helps to see far
so get ready to be
Who you are
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val
wzl-lid
Sinds 16/2/2005
T:0 -
R:665
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16/7/2006 -
13:44u
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Bush - Inflatable
Let it slide overhead
When I believe in you my soul can rest
But as love that's really love can never fail
But fail it does
When we shine like the sun
You seem the only one my only friend
You're so pretty in white pretty when you're faithful
So pretty in white pretty when you're faithful
when you're faithful
I resigned from myself
Took a break as someone else
It's like we've come undone
But I've only just become inflatable for you
You're so pretty in white pretty when you're faithful
So pretty in white pretty when you're faithful
So pretty in white pretty when you're faithful
When you're faithful
I don't mind most of the time
But you push me so far inside
You're so pretty in white pretty when you're faithful
So pretty in white pretty when you're faithful
So pretty in white pretty when you're faithful
So pretty in white pretty when you're faithful
When you're faithful
When you're faithful
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val
wzl-lid
Sinds 16/2/2005
T:0 -
R:665
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16/7/2006 -
13:44u
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Panic! At The Disco - I Write Sins Not Tragedies
Oh, well imagine, as I'm pacing the pews in a church corridor,
and I can't help but to hear, no I can't help but to hear an exchanging of words:
"What a beautiful wedding! What a beautiful wedding!" says a bridesmaid to a waiter.
"And yes, but what a shame, what a shame, the poor groom's bride is a whore."
I'd chime in with a "Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!"
No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality.
I'd chime in, "Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!"
No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of...
Well in fact, well I'll look at it this way, I mean technically our marriage is saved
Well this calls for a toast, so pour the champagne
Oh! Well in fact, well I'll look at it this way, I mean technically our marriage is saved
Well this calls for a toast, so pour the champagne, pour the champagne
I'd chime in with a "Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!"
No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality.
I'd chime in, "Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!"
No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality.
Again...
I'd chime in, "Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!"
No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality.
I'd chime in, "Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!"
No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality.
Again...
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val
wzl-lid
Sinds 16/2/2005
T:0 -
R:665
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16/7/2006 -
13:44u
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AC/DC - Highway To Hell
Living easy, living free
Season ticket on a one-way ride
Asking nothing, leave me be
Taking everything in my stride
Don't need reason, don't need rhyme
Ain't nothing I would rather do
Going down, party time
My friends are gonna be there too
I'm on the highway to hell
No stop signs, speed limit
Nobody's gonna slow me down
Like a wheel, gonna spin it
Nobody's gonna mess me round
Hey Satan, payin' my dues
Playing in a rocking band
Hey Momma, look at me
I'm on my way to the promised land
I'm on the highway to hell
(don't stop me)
And I'm going down, all the way down
I'm on the highway to hell
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val
wzl-lid
Sinds 16/2/2005
T:0 -
R:665
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16/7/2006 -
13:45u
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Marcy Playground - Sex and Candy
Hangin' round downtown by myself
And I had so much time
To sit and think about myself
And then there she was
Like double cherry pie
Yeah there she was
Like disco superfly
I smell sex and candy here
Who's that lounging in my chair
Who's that casting devious stares
In my direction
Mama this surely is a dream
Hangin' round downtown by myself
And I had too much caffeine
And I was thinkin' 'bout myself
And then there she was
In platform double suede
Yeah there she was
Like disco lemonade
I smell sex and candy here
Who's that lounging in my chair
Who's that casting devious stares
In my direction
Mama this surely is a dream
Mama this surely is a dream
I smell sex and candy here
Who's that lounging in my chair
Who's that casting devious stares
In my direction
Mama this surely is a dream
Mama this surely is a dream
Yeah mama this must be my dream
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val
wzl-lid
Sinds 16/2/2005
T:0 -
R:665
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16/7/2006 -
13:45u
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Metallica - Fade To Black
Life it seems, will fade away
Drifting further every day
Getting lost within myself
Nothing matters no one else
I have lost the will to live
Simply nothing more to give
There is nothing more for me
Need the end to set me free
Things are not what they used to be
Missing one inside of me
Deathly lost, this cant be real
Cannot stand this hell I feel
Emptiness is filling me
To the point of agony
Growing darkness taking dawn
I was me, but now hes gone
No one but me can save myself, but its too late
Now I cant think, think why I should even try
Yesterday seems as though it never existed
Death greets me warm, now I will just say good-bye
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val
wzl-lid
Sinds 16/2/2005
T:0 -
R:665
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16/7/2006 -
13:45u
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Sneaker Pimps - Post-modern Sleaze
She looks ahead, she paints her toe nails red,
Shes wet and wild, a typical 90s child,
She makes every move they make,
She takes everything they take,
She must be a Thelma or Louise,
She must be a post-modern sleaze
Unscrew the wine, shell throw a party line,
Stories extreme, she's such a drama queen,
Cries through the night, she choked on marlboro lites,
Pure charm and grace, she hates her pretty face,
She makes every move they make,
She takes everything they take,
She must be a Thelma or Louise,
She must be a post-modern sleaze
Straw spun from gold, she craves a tortured soul,
All doom and gloom, she plays an open wound,
She takes every scene they steal,
She takes every pain they feel,
She must be a Thelma or Louise,
She must be a post-modern sleaze
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val
wzl-lid
Sinds 16/2/2005
T:0 -
R:665
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16/7/2006 -
13:46u
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Foo Fighters - Everlong
Hello, I've waited here for you... Everlong.
Tonight, I've thrown myself into,
And out of the red, out of her head she sang.
Come down and waste away with me, down with me...
Slow how, you wanted it to be,
I'm over my head, out of her head she sang.
And I wonder when I sing along with you,
If everything could ever feel this real forever.
If anything could ever be this good again,
The only thing I'll ever ask of you.
You gotta promise not to stop when I say when.
She sang.
Breathe out, so I can breathe you in,
Hold you in, and now, I know you've always been
Out of your head, out of my head I sang.
And I wonder when I sing along with you,
If everything could ever feel this real forever,
If anything could ever be this good again.
The only thing I'll ever ask of you,
You gotta promise not to stop when I say when.
She sang.
And I wonder,
If everything could ever feel this real forever,
If anything could ever be this good again.
The only thing I'll ever ask of you,
You gotta promise not to stop when I say when.
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val
wzl-lid
Sinds 16/2/2005
T:0 -
R:665
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16/7/2006 -
13:46u
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Foo Fighters - My Hero
Too alarming now to talk about
Take your pictures down and shake it out
Truth or consequence, say it aloud
Use that evidence, race it around
There goes my hero
Watch him as he goes
There goes my hero
He's ordinary
Don't the best of them bleed it out
While the rest of them peter out
Truth or consequence, say it aloud
Use that evidence and race it around
There goes my hero
Watch him as he goes
There goes my hero
He's ordinary
kudos my hero
leaving all the best
You know my hero
the one that's on
There goes my hero
Watch him as he goes
There goes my hero
He's ordinary
Too alarming now to talk about
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aCrowLeftOfTheMurder
wzl-lid
Sinds 2/12/2004
T:1 -
R:2304
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16/7/2006 -
13:59u
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Story Of The Year - Sidewalks
The bridges are crumpled,
The water soaks into rocks,
That fell at the bottom of the road. (At the end the town)
The town that we lived in.
The memories shakin apart from the weeds that grow.
Over the sidewalks,
Running away from the streets we knew,
Sidewalks,
Like the time we thought was made for you.
Or
Out on the front porch,
watching the cars as they go by,
Eighteen blue, twenty one grey,
Looking ahead for the first time that we could drive,
Out on our own,
To speed away
From the sidewalks,
Running away from the streets we knew,
Sidewalks,
Like the time we thought was made for you.
Or
All of days that past us by,
All of the sun is gone...
Away
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Swifty
wzl-lid
Sinds 12/3/2005
T:1 -
R:8
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16/7/2006 -
16:19u
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Ill Nino - Te Amo...I Hate You
Te amo... I hate you
Te amo and I hate you
Te amo... I hate you
You always think that you are right
Everything you ever promised to not do you did
You fucked me up so just admit it
You are just another bitch and I know that you did it
How could you let us split in two
I was just another game so fuck you
There is nothing I could do
You're so tough, so bad, so cold
But now you eat your words
Don't try
Telling all your fucking lies
'Cause I
Make you eat your words and die
Don't try
Telling all your fucking lies
'Cause I
Make you eat your words and die
Think you're better but I know that you will never get it
This page will turn and you'll regret it
Everything you ever promised to not do you did
How could you let us split in two
I was just another game so fuck you
There is nothing I could do
You're so tough, so bad, so cold
But now you eat your words
Don't try Telling all your fucking lies
'Cause I
Make you eat your words and die
Don't try
Telling all your fucking lies
'Cause I
Make you eat your words and die
I was just another game so fuck you
There is nothing I could do
You're so tough, so bad, so cold
But now you eat your words
Right?
Two, I was just another game so fuck you
There is nothing I could do
You're so bad, so tough, so cold
But now you eat your words
Fuck you
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Dr Greenthumb
wzl-lid
Sinds 13/10/2004
T:1 -
R:538
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16/7/2006 -
17:11u
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Stone Sour - Inhale
Come one and all and see the broken man, talking to himself
He sits and waits for something better, he'll never find it here
The people touch his hair and pinch his cheek; he can't even feel it
There it goes again, he's listening to someone
He hears the bitter laughter
And all he wants to know is...
Why------ does any of it matter? (I can't take it anymore)
You've gotta try------ the inhale that makes the exhale so much better
He wipes his hands on anything in reach, he never feels clean
He shakes at night because his nerve is gone, every muscle hurts
Come one and all and see what happened...that broken man is me
There it goes again, I can hear it louder
It doesn't feel good anymore
All I want to know is...
Why------ does any of it matter? (I can't take it anymore)
You've gotta try------ the inhale that makes the exhale so much better
NOW I KNOW I DISAPPEAR!
I CAN'T FIND MY WAY FROM OUT OF HERE!
EVERYTHING IS FADING ON ME!
SOMEONE TELL ME... someone tell me...
Someone - tell me
Why------ does any of it matter? (I can't take it anymore)
You've gotta try------ the inhale that makes the exhale so much better
WHY?! YOU'VE GOTTA TRY!!
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Dr Greenthumb
wzl-lid
Sinds 13/10/2004
T:1 -
R:538
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16/7/2006 -
19:04u
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Preuteleute - Pakt je zak
Ook Alain: Ei Alain, man ‘k ook e ki e liedje ziengn
Alain: Okee, Okee 't Is goet, mo nie melig doen ee.
O je melig doet kom ‘k tusschen é moat, 'k zweirent.
Ook Alain: Mo ‘k goan ik nie melig doen
Schatje, ik zien bliede dan ‘k je zien
Zit je goet of kun 'k iets doen?
Ik en heil de nacht gepeist an joen
Wa kost ‘k anders doen?
Je ziet enugste die wit wat dan ‘k bedoeln
Alain: Ej joengen wacht eki't is an mien
Schatje moe j' e koekschtj' en bie je Thee?
Of e je last van dirrajee
Ook Alain: Alain, ‘k aan nie gezeit da j'over stroent moe beginn ee
: …Zit je confortabel in je vel…
Alain: …Of e je jukste an je spel…
Ook Alain: …Gow vint …
Moa Luustert nu toch eirst no wa dan ‘k eur zoen verteln
Pakt je zak en goa weg.
(Alain: …dadist Alain joengen …
J' angt vierkant me n klootn uut
‘k Aan 't je nochtans gezeit o je met een andern vrijt
Schart je 't an voe t' eeuwigheid
Vergit je name nie van de belle te doen
Alain: Of moe j' e doekstj' en voer het bloen
Ook Alain: Schatje, schat je kansn mo lege in
Alain: De rechtzake go beginn
Ook Alain en Alain: 't Is e ruut' uut uus en ot rint 't rint 't erin
Dus, pakt je zak en goa weg.
J' angt vierkant me n klootn uut
‘k Aan 't je nochtans gezeit o je met een andern vrijt
Schart je 't an voe t' eeuwigheid
Pakt je zak en goa weg.
J' angt vierkant me n klootn uut
‘k Aan 't je nochtans gezeit o je met een andern vrijt
Schart je 't an voe t' eeuwigheid
Alain: Dad is ‘t Alain é moat.
Azo moe je klappen é, godverdomme
At e vrommens je zeir gedoan et, ... pakt je zak é
Wit je wel
Wit je wadde é, Ik zien joen geiren
Ook Alain: …(snif)…
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Dr Greenthumb
wzl-lid
Sinds 13/10/2004
T:1 -
R:538
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16/7/2006 -
20:00u
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Admiral freebee - Bad Year For Rock 'n' Roll
I was at the kind of party where I said I wouldn't go
Look at Vanessa putting on that nasty show
Her looks, my language, it fits like peas and carrots
But she prefers to go home with the faggats
It's a bad year for rock 'n' roll
It's a bad year for rock 'n' roll
It's a really bad town for rock 'n' roll
I parked my Volvo horse across the boulevard
And I started singing opera in a karaoke bar
It's a strange town and I can't find my place
What a man has to do to get a decent blow-job these days
It's a bad year for rock 'n' roll
It's a bad bad year for rock 'n' roll
It's a really bad town for rock 'n' roll
Doesn't anybody know how that feels
If my brother is out on a date, I sit home to masturbate
I switch on MTV and hocus-pocus
An erection in my pants and it ain't got a purpose
I'm switching to the other channels and I don't know which one to focus
It's a bad year for rock 'n' roll
It's a bad bad year for rock 'n' roll
It's a really bad town for rock 'n' roll
Doesn't anybody know how that feels
Doesn't anybody have rock 'n' roll dreams
It's a bad year for rock 'n' roll
It's a bad bad year for rock 'n' roll
It's a bad bad town for rock 'n' roll
For rock 'n' roll
...
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Matrioshki
wzl-lid
Sinds 15/7/2005
T:6 -
R:38
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19/7/2006 -
0:08u
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Brace - Drijfzand
Drijfzand..
In het begin alles flex goeie sex.
Ik dacht eindelijk een chick waarvan ik heb gedroomd.
Je was me vrouw, maar op een dag, toen ik je zag, voelde alles uit het niets weer doodgewoon.
Beter gaan we nu al uit elkaar, dan dat we opgefockt na jaren zeggen: had ik maar.
Misschien krijg ik spijt, maar je raakt me kwijt.
Refrein:
We staan op drijfzand, we zakken dieper in de shit.
Blijf van me lijf af, dit heeft echt geen zin.
We staan op drijfzand, we verdienen beide meer dan dit en denk nou niet zo gauw, dat ik niet van je hou.
Maar juist omdat ik zoveel om je geef, is het beter dat ik niet meer met je leef.
We staan op drijfzand..
We staan op drijfzand..
Soms ging het goed,
Vaak ging het fout
tussen haat en liefde zit een dunne lijn,
al die welles en nietes, dat is niet goed voor mij.
Beter gaan we nu al uit elkaar, dan dat we naar tienduizend tranen zeggen: had ik maar.
Het is over,
Geloof me, je kan nu beter gaan.
Refrein:
Want we staan op drijfzand, we zakken dieper in de shit.
Blijf van me lijf af, dit heeft echt geen zin.
We staan op drijfzand, we verdienen beide meer dan dit en denk nou niet zo gauw, dat ik niet van je hou.
Maar juist omdat ik zoveel om je geef, is het beter dat ik niet meer met je leef.
We staan op drijfzand..
Totdat het drijfzand ons omsluit, red ik mezelf er net op tijd nog uit.
kijk me niet meer aan, bespaar me elke traan.
ga hier ver vandaan.
Refrein:
We staan op drijfzand, we zakken dieper in de shit.
Blijf van me lijf af, dit heeft echt geen zin.
We staan op drijfzand, we verdienen beide meer dan dit en denk nou niet zo gauw, dat ik niet van je hou.
Maar juist omdat ik zoveel om je geef, is het beter dat ik niet meer met je leef.
We staan op drijfzand..
We staan op drijfzand..
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cugehock
wzl-lid
Sinds 5/6/2005
T:4 -
R:560
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19/7/2006 -
3:57u
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The Presidents Of The USA - Peaches
Movin' to the country,
gonna eat a lot of peaches
Movin' to the country,
Gonna eat me a lot of peaches
Movin' to the country,
gonna eat a lot of peaches
Movin' to the country,
gonna eat a lot of peaches
Peaches come from a can,
they were put there by a man
In a factory downtown
If I had my little way,
I'd eat peaches every day
Sun-soakin' bulges in the shade
Take a little naps where the roots all twist
Squished a rotten peach in my fist
And dreamed about you, woman,
I poked my finger down inside
Make a little room for it to hide
Nature's candy in my hand or can or a pie
Millions of peaches, peaches for me
Millions of peaches, peaches for free
Look Out!
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Dr Greenthumb
wzl-lid
Sinds 13/10/2004
T:1 -
R:538
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24/7/2006 -
9:36u
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Avenged Sevenfold - Unholy Confessions
"I'll try!" she said as she walked away.
"Try not to lose you."
Two vibrant hearts could change.
Nothing tears the being more than deception,
unmasked fear.
"I'll be here waiting" tested and secure.
Nothing hurts my world,
just affects the ones around me
When sin's deep in my blood,
you'll be the one to fall.
"I wish I could be the one,
the one who won't care at all
But being the one on the stand,
I know the way to go, no one's guiding me.
When time soaked with blood turns its back,
I know it's hard to fall.
Confided in me was your heart
I know it's hurting you, but it's killing me."
Nothing will last in this life,
our time is spent constructing,
now you're perfecting a world... meant to sin.
Constrict your hands around me,
squeeze till I cannot breathe,
this air tastes dead inside me,
contribute to our plague.
Break all your promises,
tear down this steadfast wall,
restraints are useless here,
tasting salvation's near.
AH!!
Nothing hurts my world,
just affects the ones around me
When sin's deep in my blood,
you'll be the one to fall.
"I wish I could be the one,
the one who won't care at all
But being the one on the stand,
I know the way to go, no one's guiding me.
When time soaked with blood turns its back,
I know it's hard to fall.
Confided in me was your heart
I know it's hurting you, but it's killing me."
AH!!
Laatst aangepast door
Dr Greenthumb
op 24/07/2006 9:41:15u
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MrRed
wzl-lid
Sinds 5/6/2005
T:229 -
R:13960
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25/7/2006 -
20:17u
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Armand - Ben ik te min?
Wil je blijven? OK
't Heeft toch geen enkele zin
Als je me maar niet ziet als het jochie met de rozen
Want dan stort je hele droomwereld in
Jij was, zoals ze dat noemden, het idealistische type
Maar daar heb je nu verrekt weinig meer van
Je bent nu net zo materialistisch als ik
Maar hoe wil je 't, hoe wil je 't in godsnaam anders dan?
Ben ik te min, ben ik te min
Omdat je ouders meer poen hebben dan de mijne?
Ben ik te min, ben ik te min
Omdat je pa in een grotere kar rijdt dan de mijne?
En toch wil je blijven, maar je pa, die wil 't niet
Ik denk dat je beter kunt gaan
En je moeder, die doe je ook veel verdriet
Als je thuiskomt, zegt ze: "Kind, wat doe je me aan?"
Jouw moeder, die ik moest aanhoren
Met haar achterlijk gezwam over de studie van je broer
En dat je pa zo’n succesvol zakenman was
Met andere woorden: "Wat ben jij een boer!"
Maar ben ik daarom te min, ben ik te min
Omdat je ouders meer poen hebben dan de mijne?
Ben ik te min, ben ik te min
Omdat je pa in een grotere kar rijdt dan de mijne?
Maar kijk uit, je bent 't niet gewend
Om te vreten van de straat
Als je lichamelijk maar niet belangrijk vindt
Want dat is 't in feite niet waar 't om gaat
En als je 't aankunt, nou, kom dan gerust weer
En anders dan donder je maar op!
Want 't is echt niet dat ik niets om je geef
Maar zo duw je je hoofd in een strop!
Maar ben ik nou te min, ben ik te min
Omdat je ouders meer poen hebben dan de mijne?
Ben ik te min, ben ik te min
Omdat je pa in een grotere kar rijdt dan de mijne?
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