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MANOWAR belachelijk, fout en ruig  2. Blow Your Speakers Wrote a letter to the M.T.V. What's goin' on now Don't ya care about me ? Send the same letter to the radio, Ha! But my party went dead Like a shot in the head We all like it - Rock And Roll We all want it - on your show Play it loud don't play it low Blow Your Speakers with Rock And Roll We got lots of stations Around the nation And the stuff they're playin' It just ain't worth sayin' People want music to get'em movin' We don't want labels We want music on the cable We all like it - Rock And Roll We all want it - on your show Play it loud don't play it low Blow Your Speakers with Rock And Roll We all like it - Rock And Roll We want it We all want it - on your show Play it loud don't play it low Blow Your Speakers with Rock And Roll We got lotsa stations Around the nation And the stuff they're playin' It just ain't worth sayin' We all like it - Rock And Roll We all want it - on your show Play it loud don't play it low Blow Your Speakers with Rock And Roll wait for me dragon, we'll meet in the sky |
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Slaat helemaal nergens op, complete arrogante stampvoetlyrics van onze gemaskerde gefrustreerde nummer 8 van Slipknot. Doch een verschrikkkkkkkelijk vet nummer, wat waarschijnlijk ook 't enige nummer is wat echte metalfans kunnen waarderen. I don't like a fuckin' thing! Music sucks dick Suck the snot end of the tip of my prick You fucking cunts, get off of my back I don't wanna do a show with your shitty fuckin' band - You suck, they suck, guess what, get fucked I can't think of any other words to say but fuck Don't drag our opinions, our opinions are great It's new school face muthafuckers I hate [SO:] Local bands (suck these nuts) U.S. bands (suck these nuts) Worldwide bands (suck these nuts) All you bands can suck these fuckin' nuts! Go! Don't berate me - Cuz you can't stop me From breakin' your face - It's you I'll erase It's Hate - Muthafucker - Hate - Muthafucker - Hate [SO:] Local bands (suck these nuts) U.S. bands (suck these nuts) Worldwide bands (suck these nuts) All you bands can suck these fuckin' nuts! Go! Life's so shitty, but ain't it fuckin' great? Get this or die! [SO:] Local bands (suck these nuts) U.S. bands (suck these nuts) Worldwide bands (suck these nuts) All you bands can suck these fuckin' nuts! Go! |
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We shall come to set the dolphins free We shall wash the darkened bloodred sea Our songs will echo over the mountains and seas The eternity will begin once again in peace uit Devil & The Deep Dark Ocean van Nightwish metal moet oorlog zijn en geen fucking dolfijnen bevrijden  In der Beschränkung zeigt sich der Meister ! |
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Chokehold (Cocked 'n' Loaded) Mine field is called the place I'm living in, Carefully watching each and every step I take. Bright white straight jacket chokes me off My eyes are tired... I... feel the cold steel on my forehead. Like... binding pleasure of being dead. Downward future! I descend... Counterblast! And chokehold til' the end... I'm flushed like the booze I hammer down, like a piece of trash to be kicked all around. When would be a time for a better day? My cocked 'n' loaded soulmate leads the way  |
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Zappa Titties & Beer It was the BLACKEST NIGHT! There was no MOON in sight! (You know the stars ain't shinin' 'Cause the sky's too tight) Heard the SCARY WIND! I seen some UGLY TREES! There was a WEREWOLF honkin', 'Long the side of me! I'm MEAN 'n I'm BAD, (y'know I ain't no SISSY) Got a BIG-TITTY GIRLY by the name of 'CHRISSY' Talkin' about her 'N MY BIKE 'N ME . . . 'N this ride up THE MOUNTAIN OF MYSTERY, (mystery) FZ: How 're you doin'? I noticed EVEN THE CRICKETS Actin' WEIRD up here, 'N so I figured I might Just drink a little BEER, I said: "Gimme summa that, what yer suckin' on!" But there was NO REPLY, 'Cause SHE WAS GONE! "Where's those TITTIES I like so well 'N my GODDAM BEER!" Is what I started to yell, Then I heard this noise, Like a crunchin' twig, 'N up jumped THE DEVIL! (He's about THIS BIG!) He had a RED SUIT on An' a WIDOW'S PEAK An' then a POINTED TAIL 'N like a SULPHUR REEK, Yes, it was HIM, awright I swear I KNOWED IT WAS! He had some HUMAN FLESH Stuck underneath his CLAWS You know, it looked to me Like it was TITTY SKIN! I said, "YOU SON-OF-A-BITCH!," ('Cause I was MAD at him!) He just got out his floss 'N started cleanin' his fang So I shot him with my shooter Said: BANG! BANG! BANG! Then the sucker just laughed 'N said: Terry: Put it away! You know, I ate her all up, Now what you gonna say? FZ: YOU ATE MY CHRISSY? Terry: Yeah! TITTIES 'N ALL! FZ: WELL, WHAT ABOUT THE BEER, THEN? Terry: Now, were the cans THIS tall? FZ: EVEN HER BOOTS? Terry: Would I LIE to you? FZ: SHIT, YOU MUSTA BEEN HUNGRY! Terry: Yeah! THIS is TRUE. FZ: DON'T THEY PAY YOU GOOD FOR THE STUFF THAT YOU DO? Terry: Well, you know, I can't complain when the checks come through! FZ: WELL I WANT MY CHRISSY Terry: Oh, yeah . . . FZ: 'N I WANT MY BEER Terry: Hah! FZ: SO YOU JUST BARF IT BACK UP! NOW, DEVIL, DO YOU HEAR? Terry: Blow it out your ass, motorcycle man! I mean, I am THE DEVIL, do you UNDERSTAND? Just WHAT WILL YOU GIVE ME for your TITTIES 'N BEER? I suppose you noticed this little CONTRACT here . . . FZ: YER GODDAM RIGHT, YOU SON-OF-A-WHORE! Terry: Don't call me that! FZ: THAT'S ABOUT THE ONLY REASON I LEARNED WRITIN' FOR! GIMME THAT PAPER! BET YER HORNS I'LL SIGN! BECAUSE I NEED A BEER, 'N IT'S TITTY-SQUEEZIN' TIME! Terry: Man, you can't fool ME! You ain't THAT bad! FZ: OH, YEAH? Terry: Why, YOU SHOULDA SEEN some of the SOULS THAT I'VE HAD! There was MILHOUS NIXON 'N AGNEW TOO! 'N both of those suckers was WORSE 'N YOU! FZ: LET'S MAKE A DEAL, IF YOU THINK THAT'S TRUE I MEAN, YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE 'THE DEVIL,' SO . . . WHATCHA GONNA DO? HUH? Terry: Now hold on just a second . . . you wanna make a deal with me, hah? FZ: Yeah! Terry: Well ah, I don't know man, you know . . . I just don't know about this . . . FZ: What? Terry: See, just I . . . FZ: Losing your . . . are you losing your nerve? Terry: No man, it ain't got nothin' to do with nerve . . . It's got to do . . . FZ: You're supposed to be the Devil! You're supposed to be bad! Terry: It's got to do with style, fool! I don't know if you've the right style to get in the Hell, you know . . . FZ: Well, actually, to tell you . . . tell you the honest to God truth, I'm very short on style as a matter of fact . . . Terry: Yeah, I know . . . that's, that's what makes me wonder FZ: But lemme . . . But I have . . . I, I think I have something that you may be interested in . . . Terry: What is that? FZ: You can have my soul It's a mean little sucker 'Bout a thousand years old But once you gets it You can't give it back You gotta keep it forever An' that's a natural fact! Terry: Ooh wee! FZ: Do you read me devil? Terry: Oh yeah! What? Am I supposed to be scared, man? FZ: Oh yeah, Reety aw-righty? Terry: Oh yeah, that's real tough! I bet you're real bad! Listen fool, you've got to prove to me that you're rough enough to get in the Hell, that you've got the style enough to get in the Hell, so start talkin' . . . FZ: Alright, lemme tell ya somethin' Terry: Alright! FZ: I'll prove to you that I'm bad enough to go to hell Terry: Yeah! FZ: Because I have been through it! Terry: Yeah! FZ: I have seen it! Terry: Yeah! FZ: It has happened to me! Terry: Yeah! FZ: Remember, I WAS SIGNED WITH WARNER BROTHERS FOR EIGHT FUCKIN' YEARS!!! Terry: Tell me about it! Now you're talkin' in my language! FZ: Now how bad is that? Terry: That sounds good to me, motherfucker! So move right along, tell me what your interests are, you know . . . if we're gonna come to some kind of agreement, I've got to know what you're all about, you know . . . 'Cause I don't know if you're the right cat for the . . . for the place, you know FZ: Look . . . lemme tell you what my problem really is, you see Terry: OK . . . FZ: My problem is that I don't belong anywhere Terry: A-ha . . . FZ: You see . . . I don't even belong where you are, you see Terry: I hope not! FZ: I, I'm a simple person, you know, I have very small desires in life, Titties 'n beer, you know Terry: No! What? FZ: Titties 'n beer! Terry: No! No man, you're joking . . . FZ: Titties 'n beer, titties 'n beer, titties 'n beer . . . Terry: What? No! FZ: Titties 'n beer, titties 'n beer, titties 'n beer . . . Terry: No please . . . No! Not that! FZ: Titties 'n beer, titties 'n beer, titties 'n beer . . . Terry: Oh no man, no, please, ARGH! FZ: Titties 'n beer, titties 'n beer, titties 'n beer . . . Terry: No! No! No! No! FZ: Titties 'n beer, titties 'n beer, ti-dit-de-dunt de-dunt de-dunt . . . Terry: No! Not titties 'n beer! FZ: Titties 'n beer, titties 'n beer, titties 'n beer . . . Terry: Oh, I can't stand titties 'n beer! . . . FZ: Ay-ya hey-yah! Ah--titties 'n beer, ah--titties 'n beer, ah--titties 'n beer, ah--titties 'n . . . (I'M IN YOU!) . . . titties 'n beer . . . (I'M IN YOU!) Terry: Oh no! No! No! Wait . . . FZ: Ah! Look at this! What am I gonna do with this thing? Terry: . . . Wait, wait, please no! FZ: Hey! Look at this! Terry: No, Don't sign it! Give me time to think! Hold on a second, boy, 'cause . . . That's MAGIC INK! And then THE DEVIL barfed 'N out jumped m'girl They heard the TITTIES PLOP-PLOPPIN' All around the world, she said: "I GOT THREE BEERS 'N A FIST FULLA DOWNS, AN' I'M GONNA GET RIPPED, SO FUCK YOU CLOWNS!" Then she gave us THE FINGER! (It was rigid 'n stiff) That's when THE DEVIL, she FARTED An' SHE WENT RIGHT OVER THE CLIFF! THE DEVIL WAS MAD! (I took off to my pad) I swear I DO DECLARE! How did SHE get BACK THERE? I swear I DO DECLARE! How did SHE get BACK THERE? I swear I DO DECLARE! How did SHE get BACK THERE? I swear I DO DECLARE! How did SHE get BACK THERE? I swear I DO DECLARE! How did SHE get BACK THERE? Awright! I can't shoot straight unless I've had a pint! |
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de band van mn gitaarleraar. alleen zingen ze in latijn, dan klinkt het wel tof. maar het lijkt ongeveer hierop: de afrikaantjes moeten dood afrikaantjes ik geef jullie geen water meer en ook geen voedsel jullie hebben geen licht nodig jullie moeten sterven dood dood dood dood dood of zoiets. ik heb em niu niet bij de hand sorry. even voor de duidelijkheid: het gaat hier over bloemetjes... "There will come a time when you'll have the chance to do something courageous, to do the right thing." "I love those moments. I like to wave at them as they pass by." |
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die nieuwe teksten van metallica  ik wordt er zot van evenals van de muziek  true disco chick |
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quote: kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill !  |
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Alles van Zimmer's Hole, maar dat is de bedoeling Gender of the Beast Cunt you see... the gender of the beast Sly grin... a sweet caress Soon you're feeding right from the beast Cheese cake... a slice of pie A pair of cans... and a big brown eye.. ...i just can't resist... The demon temptress... she always wins She's got the skills to suck you in Cunt you see...? The gender of the beast Cunt you see...? "Le coeur a ses raisons que la raison ne connaît point." |
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"neuk je oma in dr stoma" "kontsnor, vol met klonten, bah! Dengel dengel dengel" |
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Things I'll never say-Avril Lavigne(voor zover we dit "metal" kunnen noemen) la la la la la [Verse 1] I'm tugging at my hair I'm pulling at my clothes I'm trying to keep my cool I know it shows I'm staring at my feet My cheeks are turning red I'm searching for the words inside my head I'm feeling nervous Trying to be so perfect 'Cuz I know you're worth it...you're worth it...yeah [Chorus] If I could say what I want to say I'd say I want to blow you... away Be with you every night Am I squeezing you too tight? If I could say what I want to see I want to see you down on one knee... Marry me today! Guess I'm wishing my life away... With these things I'll never say [Verse 2] It don't do me any good It's just a waste of time What use is it to you, what's on my mind? If it ain't comin' out We're not goin' anywhere So why can't I just tell you that I care? I'm feeling nervous Trying to be so perfect 'Cuz I know you're worth it...you're worth it...yeah [Chorus] If I could say what I want to say I'd say I want to blow you... away Be with you every night Am I squeezing you too tight? If I could say what I want to see I want to see you go down on one knee Marry me today! Guess I'm wishing my life away... With these things I'll never say [Bridge] What's wrong, with my tongue These words keep slippin' away... I stutter...I stumble Like I've got nothin' to sa-ay... I'm feelin' nervous Tryin' to be so perfect 'Cuz I know you're worth it...you're worth it...yeah la la la la la la la la la... La la la la la la la la la... Guess I'm wishing my life away With these things I'll never say If I could say what I want to say I'd say I want to blow you... away Be with you every night Am I squeezing you too tight? If I could say what I want to see I want to see you go down on one knee Marry me today Guess I'm wishing my life away With these things I'll never say With these things I'll never say Here's your knife back, I finally got it out of my back. I'm sure you'll be needing it again soon... |
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Of deze LIMP BIZKIT LYRICS "Rollin' (Urban Assault Vehicle)" Play the fucken' track! Play that fucken' track! Oh there it is Limp Bizkit, DMX, Redman, that's right y'all, Method Man We just keep on Rollin' baby Are you ready?! Move in, now move out Hands up, now hands down Back up, back up Tell me what you're gonna do now Breath in, now breath out Hands up, now hands down Back up, back up Tell me what you're gonna do now Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' Uggh Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' What? Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' Uggh Now I know y'all be lovin' this shit right here L.I.M.P Bizkit is right here People in the house put them hands in the air Cuz if you don't care, then we don't care See I ain't giving a fuck When pressing your luck Untouchable, branded unfuckable So keep me in this cage Until you run that mouth Then I might have to play And break the fuck out And then we'll see who's left After one round with X And what am I bringing next? Just know it's Red and Meth So where the fuck you at? Punk, shut the fuck up And back the fuck up While we fuck this track up Are you ready?! Move in, now move out Hands up, now hands down Back up, back up Tell me what you're gonna do now Breath in, now breath out Hands up, now hands down Back up, back up Tell me what you're gonna do now Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' Uggh Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' What? Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' Uggh Oh what, y'all thought y'all were promotion me? Check my dangerous slang Atrocious When I let these nuts hang Focus It's Wutang What the fuck's a Hootie and the Blowfish I wave my black flag at the roaches Who approach us These twin supersoakers Who have poisonous darts for copers Too late to get your blowgun unholsted You lept, light it up, and lightly toasted So what? I drink and smoke too much So what? I cut too much Shut the fuck the up Now when we roll You mutherfuckers turn in your gold Cause for the platinum I'm jackin' niggers up in limos It aint nothin' for bullets To unbutton your clothes This wretched yellow mellow tissue Up in his nose You bitches Swing the vine on the bad boom nuts I'm hairy as hell Ahh to hell And tatooed up I'm a dog Only fuck in the bathroom, what? In highschool I dealt only with the classroom sluts My name is Johnny Donny Brascoe Talk the gat low Cut your cash flow Yell if you want money Funny how hungry they'll be Snatch crumbs from me Dark and hard Mix bodies in the mosh pit Yo, and I'm the D.O. You're lookin' at the raw invented On Friday I spit Thirty five to forty minutes Smell up the bathroom Like Craig Paul was in it Ending up on your back Whose whore's up in it Anyone can match me I crack 'em all a Guiness Fuck how many thugs are playas? A ball is in it Brick city, Shaolin Better call 'em sinners Boys that'll run up in your White mall and spill it Yo, peace and come on! Move in, now move out Hands up, now hands down Back up, back up Tell me what you're gonna do now Breath in, now breath out Hands up, now hands down Back up, back up Tell me what you're gonna do now Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' Uggh Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' What? Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' Uggh It just don't get no darker than that Kid with the park Go ahead with the boots And shoots to make it spark Now I'm a fair nigger But ain't there nigger Quicker than the hair trigger Took you dead nigger It'd better like Yo man, trying to hold your breath In your head Cause you'll be shitting on yourself Cause you're already dead And at the funeral you won't need a casket I'm leaving just enough For them to stuff their basket But their skippin' Task it I'm gonna need my ass kicked My mom never let me forget That I'm a bastard I aint never been shit There ain't gonna be shit That's why I take shit But if I see shit And to their D shit D Sharp Do what I wanna do And that's what I'm gonna do Right here in front of you And I'll be running you Wait up man, stand up out Yeah niggers aint running a fucken' thing But your mouth Move in, now move out Hands up, now hands down Back up, back up Tell me what you're gonna do now Breath in, now breath out Hands up, now hands down Back up, back up Tell me what you're gonna do now Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' Uggh Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' What? Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' Uggh You wanna mess with Limp Bizkit? (Yeah) You cant mess with Limp Bizkit (why?) Because we get it on (when?) Every day and every night (oh) See this platinum thing right here? (uh huh) Well we're doing it all the time (what?) So you'd better get some better beats And uh, get some better rhymes (d'oh!) And if you really really really wanna get shit started Then people everywhere just get retarded Get retarded! People everywhere just get retarded! Move in, now move out Hands up, now hands down Back up, back up Tell me what you're gonna do now Breath in, now breath out Hands up, now hands down Back up, back up Tell me what you're gonna do now Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' Uggh Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' What? Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' Uggh That's right baby! Punk Limp Bizkit DMX Method Man Method Man Swizz Beats Where the fuck you at? Punk that shit Here's your knife back, I finally got it out of my back. 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Goreteksten, Hahah Kutschurft. IK NEUK ALLEEN EEN VROUW MET KUTSCHURFT!! |
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met je kanus in mijn anus met je arm, in mijn endeldarm met je rotkop door de stront. ehehe  |
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Ja, MANOWAR scoort bij mij ook erg hoog met belachelijke texten, maar de muziek is wel  . Nog 1 van de koningen der metaal:Manowar - (Selfproclaimed) Kings Of Metal Manowar, Manowar Living On The Road When We're In Town Speakers Explode We Don't Attract Whimps 'Cause We're Too Loud Just True Metal People That's Manowar's Crowd They Wanna Keep Us Down But They Can't Last When We Get Up We're Gonna Kick Your Ass Gonna Keep On Burning We Always Will Other Bands Play - Manowar Kill Other Bands Play - Manowar Kill We Like It Hard, We Like It Fast We Got The Biggest Amps, Man They Blast The True Metal People Wanna Rock Not Pose Wearin' Jeans And Leather, Not Cracker Jack Clothes (De wat ?  )They Wanna Keep Us Down But They Can't Last When We Get Up We're Gonna Kick Your Ass Gonna Keep On Burning We Always Will Other Bands Play - Manowar Kill Other Bands Play - Manowar Kill (Juist ja) We're The Kings Of Metal Comin' To Town When We Light Up, Have The Roof Nailed Down Don't Try To Tell Us That We're Too Loud 'Cause There Ain't No Way That We'll Ever Turn Down They Wanna Keep Us Down But They Can't Last When We Get Up We're Gonna Kick Your Ass Gonna Keep On Burning We Always Will Other Bands Play - Manowar Kill Other Bands Play - Manowar Kill  [Dit bericht is gewijzigd door Shadow_buildeR op 12-06-2003 20:01] Bring Us Love .... Let Us See ... Set Us Free |
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Anal cunt al genoemd?? Je voelt de bas in je buik trappen, je voelt de hogen in je muil klappen |
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quote: idd 'i just saw the gayest man on earth...' I generally avoid temptation...unless I can't resist it. |
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quote: "Technology is gay" "You are gay" "all of our fans are gay" "You own a store" "Hitler was a sensitive man" En als artistiek hoogtepunt: "Picnic of love" Je voelt de bas in je buik trappen, je voelt de hogen in je muil klappen |
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Annihilator - Kraf Dinner: Over macaroni met kaas Murder in the front row....... |
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quote:  NEE!Annihilator - Chicken & Corn: het bonusnummer op Carnival Diablos , " I Luuuuuv chicken and corn, chick chick chick chicken and corn!" |
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quote: Belachelijke "METAL" teksten. Geen hiphop |
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quote: klonten, klonten, klonten, GADVERDAMME! BAH! |
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Cannibal Corpse- I Will Kill You alle lyrics van alle pornogrind bands |
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Ehm, Helloween heeft er een paar fantastische bijzitten; Duitsers die proberen leuk te zijn. Het is toch veelzeggend dat Rudi Carrell dara de nationale komiek is  Metal zonder gitaren is als een bordeel zonder hoeren, en dat is ook maar gewoon een huis... |
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