je liefde uitgedrukt in een songtekst...

[jnieuwelaar]

kydnav schreef:


hoe bedoel je

Waarom typ je in hemelsnaam zoveel treurige gezichtjes. 8 Weken is toch helemaal niks?

[Infaustus]

jnieuwelaar schreef:


IKk had natuurlijk ook een willekeurig grindcore kunnen noemen

maar of daar nou liefde in uitgedrukt word...

[Infaustus]

liefde voor ontlasting, mag dat ook?:

Impaled-fecal rites

Mastication starts the process
Transforms the food into bolus
Deglutition of the ruffage
Oesophageal stage
Careening straight down my gullet
Into my gut it will plummet
Churning acids digest chyme
Nutrients refined
Escheria Coli wil act
As a complex glucose tap
But it's from the rectum I gain
The excrement which flows like rain

Our fæces who art in rectum
Hallowed be thy name
Thy kingdom bung, thy will be dung
The filth invades my septum
Hole( y) anus full of shit
The turd is with me
Blessed art thou coprophagist
Messed is the fruit of thy feast

Bowing to the porcelain god
Plunge my face in the steaming mess
Bobbing for stinky turds
Septic waters filled with cess

A smile crosses my sullied face
Eagerly devouring my own waste
My bowel movement I must praise
The ordure fits my taste

Ingest the scat, eat the mess
Swallow the filth, engorge the cess

An epiphany of divine waste
The genesis of shit
Analic hyms, mass for a mass
My appetite is sick
Covenant with chyme to create crap
Exodus out my hole
My prayers answered, I flush the altar
Let my fæces go

Our fæces who art in rectum
Hallowed be thy name
Thy kingdom bung, thy will be dung
The filth invades my septum
Hole( y) anus full of shit
The turd is with me
Blessed art thou coprophagist
Messed is the fruit of thy feast

[R]

KRS One - Out for Fame


*whistle *
Yo right here, right here
It's right through the fence, right through the fence
Jump! * feet landing *
Yeah.. right there, right there
That's the 2's and the 5's
* bag rustling *
Joe gimme that, the fat, the fat cap, fat cap
Yeah..
* train rolls in *
Aight * shaking can up *
Aight, let's do it now, let's do it now
* spray paint *
Yeah.. yeah..
Nah gi-gimme the other cap, gimme the other one
Yeah right there
* more spray *
Front .. Page .. Entertainment .. Group
Yeah..

"I'm writin my name, in graffiti on the wall" (repeat 8X)

Hah! Hahahaha
All graffiti artists hold tight, hooo!
All graffiti artists hold tight, word
Check check check it out y'all
Check check check check check it out y'all

[KRS-One">
I got twenty-five cans in my knapsack, crossin out the wick-wack
Puttin up my name with a fat cap
Suckers that want to be in my face I just slap that
Big respect to Artifacts, Fat Joey Crack and
Mack and, Bio, and Brim come again
with B.G. 183, recognize me
with the mad colors, I'm a fiend for spraypaint
Laugh if you wanna, I really care if you ain't
cause you don't me see, and I don't know you
But I do know Cope2, he be gettin walls too
It's the underground community of what we call writers
Worldwide burners, gettin hotter gettin brighter
Whattup Nicer, whattup Razor, whattup Chino
Masta Ase in the place, you know we know
my man Rican, my man Zorro, taught me how to draw
in the yards of the 5 train and the 4
So when I'm on tour I represent the hardcore
I'm taggin up your blackbook sure, I'm out for the fame

"I'm writin my name, in graffiti on the wall" (repeat 4X)

Yeah, check it out check it out check it out one time
Hip-hop music in effect one time

[KRS-One">
When I was growin up, I had no butcher baker candlestick maker
I had rubbing alcohol and carbon paper
Yeah, carbon paper and a blackboard eraser
got me chased in the bus yards, with Rican and Nazer
Historically speakin, cause people be dissin
The first graffiti artists in the world were the Egyptians
Writing on the walls, mixing characters with letters
to tell the graphic story about their life, however
today we do the same thing, with how we rap and draw
We call it hardcore, they call it breakin the law
There used to be a time when rap music was illegal
The cops would come and break up every party when they see you
But now the rap music's making money for the corporate
It's acceptable to flaunt it, now everybody's on it
Graffiti isn't corporate so it gets no respect
Hasn't made a billion dollars for some corporation yet, so
in the name of Phase2, Stay High, Pre-streets
Grab your cans and hit the streets, I'm out for fame

"I'm writin my name, in graffiti on the wall" (repeat 6X)

Yeah, hip-hop culture in the house one time
All graffiti artists in the house one time
Yeah..
Biggin up the other side things here y'all
The visual, not your video (check it out)

[KRS-One">
I'm livin in the city, inner city not a farm
Steady bombin til I get fatigue in my arm
Watchin for the beast cause many artists they shot em
And beat em in the yards, while doin a top to bottom
So pass me a can, not of Old Gold
but full blue, sky blue, watch me unfold
with the cold burner, of names you mighta heard of
like Fab 5 Freddy, Sam Sever
Word to the wise, Futura 2000 recognize
Nation of creation, G Man come alive
Checkin out Revolt and Zephyr
My man Easy, and Rembrandt, Mitch 77
Oh no with the paint we can never dilly-dally
Big up and respect to Con Art in Cali
The Soul Artists, The Rebels, The Rascals, 3YB
United Artists, TAT and Dondi
Yes the other side of hip-hop is representin the visual
Toys we be DISSIN you, I'm out for fame

"I'm writin my name, in graffiti on the wall" (repeat 10X)

Hip-hop in the house one time
Video graf in the house one time
All graffiti artists in the house dig the rhyme
Put up your nine, put up your nine, yeah!
Fresh.. for nineteen-ninety-five
You SUCKERS!!

Guns N' Roses - Patience
(eerste couplet en refrein...de rest is ook toepasselijk...maar dan word 't naar mijn idee te vol)

Shed a tear 'cause I'm missin' you
I'm still alright to smile
Girl, I think about you every day now
Was a time when I wasn't sure
But you set my mind at ease
There is no doubt
You're in my heart now

Said, woman, take it slow
It'll work itself out fine
All we need is just a little patience
Said, sugar, make it slow
And we come together fine
All we need is just a little patience
(patience)
Mm, yeah

[Insatiable]

Oh, oh, ohho....
yeah, yeah, oh yeah, ...hmm

when moonlight crawls along the street,
chasing away the summer heat
footsteps outside somewhere below,
the world revolves, I've let it go..
we build a church above this street,
we practise love between this sheets.
the candy sweetness scent of you,
it bathes my skin, I'm stained with you...

And all I have to do is hold you,
there's a racing within my heart,
and I am barley touching you, ohho..

Chorus:
Turn the lights down low
take it off let me show
my love for you, insatiable.
Turn me on never stop
wanna tast every drop,
my lve for you insatiable...

oh yeah...

The moonlight plays upon your skin,
a kiss that lingers takes me in
I fall asleep indide of you
there are no words ther's only truth
breath in, breath out, there is no sound
we move togther up and down
we leavitate our bodies soar,
our feet don't even touch the floor...

But nobody knows you like I do
Cause the world doesn't understand
but I grow stringer in your hands, ohho...

Chorus twice:

We never sleep
we're always holding hands
kissing for hours,
talking and making plans
I feel like a better man
just being in the same room.
We never sleep
there's just so much to do
so much to say
I can't close my eyes when I'm with you
Insatiable, the way i'm loving you,

ohho......baby..oh yeah, ohho...

Chorus twice:

When I look in your eyes
...insatiable
the way I'm lving you,
oh what can I do?
Insatiable.....for you...

Insatiable
(D.Hayes/W.Afanasieff)


een mooier love song zou ik niet kunnen bedenken of schrijven!

[Professor Aap]

Remember The Mountain Bed
Tekst: Woody Guthrie - Muziek: Billy Bragg & Wilco

Do you still sing of the mountain bed we made of limbs and leaves
Do you still sigh there near the sky where the holly berry bleeds
You laughed as I covered you over with leaves, face, breast, hips and thighs
You smiled when I said the leaves were just the color of your eyes

Rosin smells and turpentine smells from eucalyptus and pine
Bitter tastes of twigs we chewed where tangled woodvines twine
Trees held us in on all four sides so thick we could not see
I could not see any wrong in you, and you saw none in me

Your arm was brown against the ground, your cheeks part of the sky
As your fingers played with grassy moss, and limber you did lie
Your stomach moved beneath your shirt and your knees were in the air
Your feet played games with mountain roots as you lay thinking there

Below us the trees grew clumps of trees, raised families of trees, and they
As proud as we tossed their heads in the wind and flung good seeds away
The sun was hot and the sun was bright down in the valley below
Where people starved and hungry for life so empty come and go

There in the shade and hid from the sun we freed our minds and learned
Our greatest reason for being here, our bodies moved and burned
There on our mountain bed of leaves we learned life's reason why
The People laugh and love and dream, they fight, they hate to die

The smell of your hair I know is still there, if most of our leaves are blown
Our words still ring in the brush and the trees where singing seeds are sown
Your shape and form is dim, but plain, there on our mountain bed
I see my life was brightest where you laughed and laid you head...

I learned the reason why man must work and how to dream big dreams
To conquer time and space and fight the rivers and the seas
I stand here filled with my emptiness now and look at city and land
And I know why farms and cities are built by hot, warm, nervous hands

I crossed many states just to stand here now, my face all hot with tears
I crossed city, and valley, desert, and stream, to bring my body here
My history and future blaze bright in me and all my joy and pain
Go through my head on our mountain bed where I smell your hair again

All this day long I linger here and on in through the night
My greeds, desires, my cravings, hopes, my dreams inside me fight
My loneliness healed, my emptiness filled, I walk above all pain
Back to the breast of my woman and child to scatter my seeds again

[my iron lung]

muse - bliss

(Everything about you is so easy to love, they're watching you from above)

muse - space dementia

(You make me sick, because I adore you so)

radiohead - creep

(When you were here before,
couldn't look you in the eye.
You're just like an angel,
your skin makes me cry.
You float like a feather,
in a beautiful world
I wish I was special,
you're so fucking special.)

[Horror Kitty]

"head over feet" van alanis morissette beschrijft wel een beetje mn situatie in de liefde nu, hihi ik ga hier niet zo'n hele lap tekst neerpoten, als je de tekst wil lezen, dan klik je maar even hier.