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Rock 'n' Roll Well here, babe, look at you, and you with someone else, Turned out like all the others, leave me by myself, That's how it works I guess, and you like all the rest Guess I can handle it, if that's the way it is 'Cos I'm in love with rock 'n' roll, satisfies my soul If that's how it has to be, I won't get mad I got rock 'n' roll, to save me from the gold And if that's all there is, it ain't so bad Rock 'n' roll I never been a one to have no stedy girl, I love the way I live, runnin' round the world I like to fool around, love to tear 'em down And if I leave, you love to miss me when I'm gone I can't imagine growin' old with anyone Marching to a different drum, I hear a different song I swear I love 'em all, I don't care if they're small I don't care if they're tall, love 'em anyway Mezelf tegen friet! en spotten en al ut andere kansloos gedoe weest wel !? |
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quote:Nu ook boven. klaar.  quote:Bad Religion - Better Off Dead (dat gedeelte niet te serieus nemen) (Better Off Alive dus..) |
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quote: jij bent gewoon dwars Mezelf tegen friet! en spotten en al ut andere kansloos gedoe weest wel !? |
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Stukje van Exodus - Culling the Herd When will everyone realize Some people should be sterilized Their tubes are only fit to be tied All they do is shit and breed Too ignorant to ever succeed Stupidity should not be multiplied Lend them not a helping hand Or the future will be damned The world will take a turn for the worse The human race should be purified Or we'll all be mongrelized Implement the cure for the curse You may think I'm a madman Or maybe just a little absurd What you don't understand is I'm just culling the herd |
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Asshole - Denis Leary (Spoken) 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 bottom of our chests. About that special feeling we get in the cockles of our hearts, maybe below the cockles, maybe in the subcockle area. Maybe in the liver. Maybe in the kidneys. Maybe even in the colon, we don't know. (Sung) 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 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 no way No, I've gotta go out and have fun at someone else's expense 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 I'm an asshole I use public toilets and I piss on the seat, I walk around in the summertime saying "How about this heat?" I'm an asshole I'm an asshole Sometimes I park in handicapped spaces, While handicapped people make handicapped faces. I'm an asshole I'm an asshole Maybe I shouldn't be singing this song Ranting and raving and carrying on Maybe they're right when they tell me I'm wrong... NAAAAH! I'm an asshole I'm an asshole (Spoken) Know what I'm gonna do? I'm gonna get myself a 1967 Cadillac El Dorado Convertible, hot pink, with whaleskin hubcaps and 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 1 mile per gallon, suckin' down quarter pound cheeseburgers from McDonald's in the old-fashioned non-biodegradable styrofoam containers and when I'm done suckin' down those greaseball burgers I'm gonna wipe my mouth on 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? Because we got the bombs, that's why Two words: Nuclear fuckin' weapons, OK? Russia, Germany, Romania, they can have all the democracy they want...they can have a big democracy cakewalk right through the middle of Tienamen Square and it won't make a lick of difference, because we got the bombs, OK? 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 Casavetti and Lee Marvin and Sam Peckinpaw and a case of whisky and drive to Texas...(HEY, HEY HEY!> Why don't you shut up and sing the song, pal? (Sung) I'm an asshole I'm an asshole A S-S H-O L-E Everybody, A S-S H-O L-E Arf, Arf Arf, Arf Arf, Arf Arf Thoomph A-thoom-thoom A-thoom-thoom A-thoom-thoom Oooooooo (Spoken) I'm an asshole and I'm proud of it  Een kleine snol zit zo vol. |
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quote: Je bent niet de enige  http://forum.zwaremetalen.com/forum_topic.php?id=1784&page=15 Waag eens een dansje! |
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quote:  had ik nog niet gezien.. En het rare is, Ik heet toevallig ook Wim  Een kleine snol zit zo vol. |
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zag trouwens dat een paar sukkels riepen dat Denis Leary dit van Lebbis & Jansen had gejat.. Denis Leary heeft denk ik nog nooit gehoord van die spijker en afzuigkap.. Asshole stamt nml al uit 1991.. Staat mischien al ergens maar voor den anderen barbaren. Een kleine snol zit zo vol. |
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TORI AMOS "Cornflake Girl" Never was a cornflake girl Thought that was a good solution Hanging with the raisin girls She's gone to the other side Givin us a yo heave ho Things are getting kind of gross And I go at sleepy time This is not really happening You bet your life it is Peel out the watchword Just peel out the watchword She knows what's goin on Seems we got a cheaper feel now All the sweetcaze are gone Gone to the other side With my encyclopedia They musta paid her a nice price She's putting on her string bean love This is not really happening You bet your life it is Peal our the watchword Just peel out the watchword Never was a cornflake girl Thought that was a good solution Rabbit where'd you put the keys girl And the man with the golden gun thinks he knows so much Thinks he knows so much Rabbit where'd you put the keys girl So you can make me come that doesn't make you Jesus (Tori Amos) |
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In Flames - Clayman Your self control makes me feel alone I've tried confidence, had it for breakfast today I've lost the perfection, a mess without words (And) As the seasons change I'll continue to ignore The image I project - me without me The picture that I scanned is borrowed After the education you stopped making sense to me Seems to me that it's all the same, time and time again Slowly, all that I believed in, turning into a lie To aim and miss, my supernatural art Spending to much time with myself Trying to explanin who I am How come it's possible I wish there was a way (Suddenly) I feel so invinsible I'm the sculpture made out of clay I need someone to break the silence before it all falls apart I need something to cling onto before I break you in parts So afraid of what you may think And all the plastic people that surrounds me I have to find the path to where it all begins To teach the world my supernatural art |
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J. J. Cale - Mama Don't Yeah, Mama don't allow no guitar playing 'round here Yeah, Mama don't allow no guitar playing 'round here I don't care what mama don't allow I'll play my guitar anyhow Mama don't allow no guitar playing 'round here Hey, Mama don't allow no bass in this place Yeah, Mama don't allow no bass in this place I don't care what mama don't allow I'll play my bass anyhow Mama don't allow no bass in this place Yeah, Mama don't allow no drumming going on Yeah, Mama don't allow no drumming going on I don't care what mama don't allow Gonna play my drums anyhow Mama don't allow no drumming going on Yeah, Mama don't allow no piano players in here Mama don't allow no piano players in here I don't care what mama don't allow Gonna play my piano anyhow Mama don't allow no piano players in here Yeah, Mama don't allow no reefer-smoking round about Yeah, Mama don't allow no reefer-smoking round about Yeah, I don't care what mama don't allow I'm gonna smoke my reefer anyhow Mama don't allow no reefer in here Mama don't allow us all playing at the same time Mama don't allow us all playing at the same time I don't care what mama don't allow We're all gonna play all at the same time anyhow  JJ Cale [Dit bericht is gewijzigd door Phriar op 15-03-2004 16:54] "Toen hij, in plaats van groenteman, besloot bakker te worden, waren de gevolgen niet te aubergine" |
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I am disposable, I know. About the way I look, how laughable, I know. But what I really am you will never ever know, Who I really am I will never ever show. What I am my friend that's what I choose to be. You say I'm stupid, but stupidity is bliss. That only the things I know are all I'm gonna miss. The ones I for are all I want to know. You can put your jokes on me, that's all you ever see. I'm glad that I'm the one for your self-confidence to grow. Anyway we are heading to the same. You will end in a grave, like I will to. You will end in dust my friend, the same dust that I am. And when you end in time, how laughable I am. When we end in time how laughable we are. When we end in time how hilarious we'll be. Prachtig.... |
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quote: Teksten die voor jou geschreven lijken te zijn........jij vindt dus dat dit op jou van toepassing is? Wel eerlijk en dapper om ervoor uit te komen... KOSOVO JE SRBIJA! SVETA SRPSKA ZEMLJA ! |
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I hurt myself today to see if I still feel I focus on the pain the only thing that's real the needle tears a hole the old familiar sting try to kill it all away but I remember everything what have I become? my sweetest friend everyone I know goes away in the end you could have it all my empire of dirt I will let you down I will make you hurt I wear my crown of shit on my liar's chair full of broken thoughts I cannot repair beneath the stain of time the feeling disappears you are someone else I am still right here what have I become? my sweetest friend everyone I know goes away in the end you could have it all my empire of dirt I will let you down I will make you hurt if I could start again a million miles away I would keep myself I would find a way [production and mix: Trent Reznor] [drums: Chris Vrenna] Not all who wander are lost. - JRR Tolkien |
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Home" I force myself through another day Can't explain the way today just fell apart like everything Right in my face And I try to be the one I can't accept this all because of you I've had to walk away From everything I'm afraid to be alone Afraid you'll leave me when I'm gone I'm afraid to come back home Another sleepless night again Hotel rooms my only friend And friends like that just don't add up To anything And I try so hard to be everything That I should never take away from you again 'Cause I heard ya say I'm afraid to be alone Afraid you'll leave me when I'm gone I'm afraid to come back home I cannot forget I live with regret I cannot forget I live with... I'll live through this I can't see through this I can't do this anymore I'm afraid to be alone Afraid you'll leave me when I'm gone I'm afraid to come back home Afraid you'll leave me when I'm gone I just wish I was back home Home |
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Macabre - Wustenfeld man eater is volgens mij op mijn lijf geschreven .  SUPPORT YOUR LOCAL SERIAL KILLER. |
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Tonight He Grins Again Written by Jon Oliva, Criss Oliva, Paul O'Neill Nighttime again Seems I'm my only friend Wander the streets alone The lost in search of his own Once again I've played the clown Used my friends and let them down Walk the streets just staring out Late at night the strange come out Time, time, time again I'm just looking for a friend But no one seems to be around Just this monkey that I've found Still he is my only friend And tonight he grins again Tonight he grins again Oh yeah Tonight he grins again It's cold this pain It's burning inside my veins  I walk away A shadow of Dorian Gray Once again I've played the clown Used my friends and let them down Walk the streets staring out Late at night the strange come out Time, time, time again I'm just looking for a friend No one seems to be around Just this monkey that I've found Still he is my only friend And tonight he grins again Tonight he grins again Oh yeah Tonight he grins again Oooh, livin' on the...edge  [Dit bericht is gewijzigd door venom rules op 20-03-2004 21:59] .. |
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Hmm...een tekst die me op het lijf geschreven moet zijn.... Summoning: Saruman [1. Sample] Saruman come forth. [2. Sample] I am Saruman the white, Saruman of many colours. [3. Sample] Middle days are passing, younger days .... The nine have come forth again [4. Sample] A new power is rising, the victory is at hand and there will be rich reward for thoser who aid it. [5. Sample] By night or day. Are we not both members of a high and ancient order (most excellent in Middle Earth). [6. Sample] The friedship of Saruman and the power of Orthanc (can not be lightly thrown aside), you have won a battle but not a war. [7. Sample] Will you have peace with me. And all the aid that my knowledge, founded in long years can bring. [8. Sample] Good days, come back by night or day  [Dit bericht is gewijzigd door Curunír op 20-03-2004 21:56] "I find your lack of faith disturbing." |
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quote: Dit is uiteraard een nummer die niet zo zeer voor mij of over mij gaat....maar eentje die mij aanspreekt.  KOSOVO JE SRBIJA! SVETA SRPSKA ZEMLJA ! |
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Fryslân 500 jier, wat is dat foar flauwekul. Nee, al 500 jier binne wy hjir de lul. Sa lang besette de Hollanders ús al. Ja, wy sitte by de tsiiskoppen yn'e fal. En dy nep-Friezen, dy't dit allegearre fiere. Dy sille wy siede en yn'e kop om riere. Dus oprjochte Friezen, stek oan dy lont. Want de echte Friezen, dy skoppe kont! Fryslân boppe, Fryslân boppe! Lit ús Fryslân net weirotte! Fryslân boppe, Fryslân boppe! Hollân yn'e groppe!! Dus stek dy Fryske flagge yn top. En sla dy Hollanders foar de kop. En mei al dy nep-Fryske miten. Der hie Grutte Pier wol rie mei witten. No kylhelje en rap dy hap. Oars ferdwynt ´s Fryslân fan'e map. In echte Fries dy is net braaf. Dy's noch leaver dea as slaaf! Fryslân boppe, Fryslân boppe! Lit dy net ûnder de bealch skoppe! Fryslân boppe, Fryslân boppe! Hollân yn'e groppe!! Dy ferrieders dy't gjin Frysk mear prate wolle. Dy krije hjoed as moarn in bile yn'e holle. Harren bern moatte fan hun ABN prate. Nee, sokke Friezen kinst allinne mar hate. Fries, werje dy ezels by de grins. Want in Hollander is in beast, dat is gjin mins. Dus Fries, fjil dy oprjocht en frij. En sjong út folle boarst mei my mei: Fryslân boppe, Fryslân boppe! Fries, lit net mei dy spotte! Fryslân boppe, Fryslân boppe! Hollân yn'e groppe!! Mezelf tegen friet! en spotten en al ut andere kansloos gedoe weest wel !? |
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quote: It's better to be hated for what you are than to be loved for what you're not... |
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Right Said Fred - I'm Too Sexy Maar effe serieus, ik vind dat Dream Theater - The Glass Prison wel erg goed bij me past. I. Reflection Cunning, Baffling, Powerful Been beaten to a pulp Vigorous, Irresistable Sick and tired and laid low Dominating, Invisible Black-out, loss of control Overwhelming, Unquenchable I'm powerless, have to let go I can't escape it It leaves me frail and worn Can no longer take it Senses tattered and torn Hopeless surrender Obsession's got me beat Losing the will to live Admitting complete defeat Fatal Descent Spinning around I've gone too far To turn back round Desperate attempt Stop the progression At any length Lift this obsession Crawling to my glass prison A place where no one knows My secret lonely world begins So much safer here A place where I can go To forget about my daily sins Life here in my glass prison A place I once called home Fall in nocturnal bliss again Chasing a long lost friend I no longer can control Just waiting for this hopelessness to end II. Restoration Run – fast from the wreckage of the past A shattered glass prison wall behind me Fight – past walking through the ashes A distant oasis before me Cry – desperate crawling on my knees Begging God to please stop the insanity Help me – I'm trying to believe Stop wallowing in my own self pity "We've been waiting for you my friend The writing's been on the wall All it takes is a little faith You know you're the same as us all" Help me – I can't break out this prison all alone Save me – I'm drowning and I'm hopeless on my own Heal me – I can't restore my sanity alone Enter the door Desperate Fighting no more Help me restore To my sanity At this temple of hope I need to learn Teach me how Sorrow to burn Help me return To humanity I'll be fearless and thorough The enter this temple of hope Believe Transcend the pain Living the live Humility Opened my eyes This new odyssey Of rigorous honesty Serenity I never knew Soundness of mind Helped me to find Courage the change All the things that I can "We'll help you perform this miracle But you must set your past free You dug the hole, but you can't bury your soul Open your mind and you will see" Help me – I can't break out this prison all alone Save me – I'm drowning and I'm hopeless on my own Heal me – I can't restore my sanity alone III. Revelation Way off in the distance I saw the door I tried to open I tried forcing with all of my will and still The door wouldn't open Unable to trust in my faith I turned and walked away I looked around, felt a chill in the air Took my will and turned it over The glass prison which once held me is now gone A long lost fortress Armed only with liberty And the key of my willingness Fell down on my knees and prayed "Thy will be done" I turned around, saw a light shining through The door was wide open |
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quote: 16 jaar en dan al alcohol verslaafd geweest? Doe je goed zo kan ie wel weer |
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the Gathering - Saturnine The day you went away You had to screw me over I guess you didn't know all the stuff you left me with is way too much to handle But I guess you don't care You don't need to preach you don't have to love me, all the time Whatever on earth possessed you to make this bold decision I guess you don't need me While whispering those words I cried like a baby hoping you would care You don't need to preach you don't have to love me, all the time You don't have to preach all the time So you can make me come that doesn't make you Jesus (Tori Amos) |
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