22-06-2006, 15:54
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Verbazingwekkend he.
Achja, Irak. Een dictator is vervangen door burgeroorlog, precies waarom voorheen die dictator de steun kreeg, die 2 groepen in dat land boteren niet. |
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dan maar een leuk liedje die ontopic is Idiot Son Of An Asshole by Nofx He's not smart, a C student And that's after buying his way into school Beady eyes, and he's kinda dyslexic Can he read? No one's really quite sure He signs stuff and he executes people Maybe that's why, he doesn't have any friends Cocaine and a little drunk driving Doesn't matter, when you're the Commander in Chief. Idiot son of an asshole He's the idiot son of an asshole Idiot son of an asshole He's the idiot son of an asshole *Put on some make-up, turn on the 8-Track, I'm putting a week back on the shelf, Suddenly I'm the President, of the United States, But they I woke up, and realized I'm still me. He's too dumb, to eat pretzels, apparently smart enough to fix an election. Moved boldly into the White House, though most people voted against him. He likes naps, He's good at naptime, A couple of naps and then a nap and then he's ready for bed, He may be from Bush decent, He's always gonna, gonna be the un-president Idiot son of an asshole He's the idiot son of an asshole Idiot son of an asshole He's the idiot son of an asshole Idiot son of an asshole He's the idiot son of an asshole He's our president! jaahaa fat mike heeft wel humor 
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22-06-2006, 15:55
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22-06-2006, 15:58
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911 is a joke Hit me Going going gone Now I dialed 911 a long time ago Don't you see how late they're reactin' They only come and they come when they wanna So get the morgue embalm the goner They don't care 'cause they stay paid anyway They teach ya like an ace they can't be betrayed I know you stumble with no use people If your life is on the line they you're dead today Late comings with the late comin' stretcher That's a body bag in disguise y'all betcha I call 'em body snatchers quick they come to fetch ya? With an autopsy ambulance just to dissect ya They are the kings 'cause they swing amputation Lose your arms, your legs to them it's compilation I can prove it to you watch the rotation It all adds up to a funky situation So get up get, get get down 911 is a joke in yo town Get up, get, get, get down Late 911 wears the late crown Everyday they don't never come correct You can ask my man right here with the broken neck He's a witness to the job never bein' done He would've been in full in 8 9-11 Was a joke 'cause they always jokin' They the token to your life when it's croakin' They need to be in a pawn shop on a 911 is a joke we don't want 'em I call a cab 'cause a cab will come quicker The doctors huddle up and call a flea flicker The reason that I say that 'cause they Flick you off like fleas They be laughin' at ya while you're crawlin' on your knees And to the strength so go the length Thinkin' you are first when you really are tenth You better wake up and smell the real flavor Cause 911 is a fake life saver So get up, get, get get down 911 is a joke in yo town Get up, get, get, get down Late 911 wears the late crown Ow, ow 911 is a joke Public Enemy! |
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22-06-2006, 15:59
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Aut Caesar aut nullus
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22-06-2006, 16:01
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22-06-2006, 16:07
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 nog een liedjeeee Turncoat by Anti-Flag TURNCOAT! KILLER! LIAR! THEIF! Criminal with protection of the law! Go! States lies dressed up as evening news We're tired of lies we want the truth Broadcast by corpses courting you We're tired of lies we want the truth Most people they will never know We're tired of lies we want the truth With your or against you? Then I am against you because you're a... TURNCOAT! KILLER! LIAR! THEIF! Criminal with protection of the law TURNCOAT! KILLER! LIAR! THEIF! Criminal with protection of the law In your corner Makes me wanna Douse myself in gasoline! Civil servants fall in line for you Too brainwashed to see the truth You use anyone you can! TURNCOAT! KILLER! LIAR! THEIF! Criminal with protection of the law TURNCOAT! KILLER! LIAR! THEIF! Criminal with protection of the KILLER! LIAR! A TURNCOAT! and a THEIF! Criminal with protection of the law A TURNCOAT! and a THEIF! Criminal with protection of the law |
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22-06-2006, 16:12
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Rode holocaust
In de twintiger jaren ontstond de grootste terreur van de laatste eeuw. Volkeren zinloos uitgeroeid, wat blijft een stille schreeuw. Religie werd verboden, andersdenkenden uitgemoord. Alle tekens aan de wand van een staat totaal gestoord. Keerzang:2x Fulliseren, deporteren, dagelijkse kost. Georganiseerde hongersnood, problemen opgelost. Als teken een rood vaandel gekleurd door het bloed. De hamer en de sikkel bracht alleen maar rampspoed. Honderduizenden stierven zinloos in de Goelag Archipel. Het “vrije” westen draaide het gelaat maar men wist het wel. Lenin, Stalin, Beria, terreur van het vleesgeworden kwaad. Geallieerden schonken Oost-Europa aan het regime van ‘t kwaad Keerzang: Fulliseren deporteren……………………… Ideologie tegen de mensheid, in het moorden maakte men geen onderscheid. Communisme en marxisme het ultieme kwaad. Gedenk de slachtoffers van deze heilstaat. 60 miljoen doden zinloos afgemaakt, voor de eer, voor de revolutie van ’n arbeidersstaat. In de naam van Marx of Mao, moord blijft toch een moord. Maar in het westen doen we net of we het niet hebben gehoord. |
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22-06-2006, 16:17
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Bovendien: uit naam van, inderdaad. Maar als systeem is extreem links meer in orde dan extreem rechts.
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That's what happens when you look, lady. Now you're a salt pillar, and all the deer are gonna lick ya.
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22-06-2006, 16:21
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22-06-2006, 16:22
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14. Does it Matter?
DOES it matter?—losing your legs?... For people will always be kind, And you need not show that you mind When the others come in after hunting To gobble their muffins and eggs. Does it matter?—losing your sight?... There’s such splendid work for the blind; And people will always be kind, As you sit on the terrace remembering And turning your face to the light. Do they matter?—those dreams from the pit?... You can drink and forget and be glad, And people won’t say that you’re mad; For they’ll know you’ve fought for your country And no one will worry a bit. Zijn wel toepasselijke liedjes die jullie posten dus hier dan maar een gedicht erbij. |
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PENNYWISE LYRICS
"God Save The U.S.A." God you must be kidding me, thought this was supposed to be The home of the brave and the free for you and me But now there's something wrong - shit's been going on too long. It's never gonna change, there's no way i say. What's the CIA and the NRA? They're all the same - just the names are changed. Fuck - there's no excuse - any way you lose. It's all a joke in the good old USA. All we need is more factories pumping filth into the sky. Corporate greed and perverted priests, it's the story of our lives. And apathy's the national disease and there is no end in sight. God save the USA - blame the president and say your prayers tonight. The irony of liberty is no one here is truly free When elections are stolen bij the G.O.P. So watch the nightly news - find out how you are getting screwed. What you gonna do? - there's no use i say Fuck the industry - the aristocracy Fuck they're all the same - just the names are changed. Fuck ther's no excuse, any way you lose. It's all a joke in the good old USA. Government hypocricy - American Idolatry - Corporate philosophy. Nightly news of tragedies - Where no one cares what's right or wrong Our heroes now are all long gone - The freedoms that we all abuse The obituaries front page news |
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22-06-2006, 16:41
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Son of a Bush
Uh! Backwards! C'mon! C'mon! C'mon! (c'mon!) Oh no, struck by greased lightning F'ed by the same last name, you know what? China ain't never givin back that god damned plane Must got this whole nation trained on some kennel ration Refrain, the same train, full of cocaine, blows the brain Have you forgotten? I've been through the first term of rotten The father, the son and the holy Bush-shit we all in Don't look at me, I ain't callin for no assasination I'm just sayin, sayin Who voted for that asshole of your nation? Deja Bush, crushed by the headrush, when I wrote the bumrush Saw you salute to the then Vice Pres Who did what RayGun [Reagan] said And then became prez himself, went for delf Knee deep in his damned self Stuck in a three headed bucket, a trilateral Bush-shit Sorry ain't no better way of puttin it No you cannot freestyle this Cause you still ain't free If I fight for y'all then they get me How many o y'all is comin to get me? None! Cause it's easier to forget me Ain't that a Bush, son of a Bush is here all up in yo zone You ain't never heard so much soul to the bone I told y'all when the first Bush was tappin my telephone Spy vs. Spy, can't truss em, as you salute to the illuminati Y'know what? Take yo ass to your one millionth party! He's the son of a Baaaaaad man The son of a bad... He's the son of a Baaaaaad man Son of a bad.......... Now here's the pitch Hiding inside certified genocide Ain't that a Bush, repeat ain't that a Bush? Out of nowhere headed to the hot house Killed 135 at the last count Texas Bounce! Texas Bounce! (c'mon) Cats in a cage got a ghost of a chance Of comin back from your whack-ass killin machine Son of a Bush, ain't that a son of a Bush Cats doin bids for the same Bush-shit that you did (the father) Serial killer kid, uhh! Serial killer kid Go on! He's the son of a Baaaaaad man The son of a bad... He's the son of a Baaaaaad man Son of a bad......... the father, the son... the father, the son... (go on, better go on) the father, the son, and the holy Bush-shit The father... The father... Coke is the real thing Used to make you swing Used to be yo thing Daddy had you under his wing Uhh, son of a Bush Bringin kilos to fill up silos You probably sniffed piles Got inmates in Texas scrubbin tiles That shit is wild That shit is wild CIA child That shit is wild CIA child...... He's the son of a Baaaaaad man The son of a bad... He's the son of a Baaaaaad man Son of a bad...... Son of a bad, man Als deze niet toepasselijk is. :') |
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22-06-2006, 16:56
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Ach, de intenties zijn goed 
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22-06-2006, 16:59
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Wat nou sleGt!
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22-06-2006, 17:00
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22-06-2006, 18:54
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moet dit topic naar muziek of zo ?
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22-06-2006, 19:03
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Kee, pappa komt uit zijn werk, tis afgelopen met de gein.
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