Hva heter sangen?

[Totenkopf]

Bush - Speed Kills

 

------------------------

 

 

Nailing the dismembered member to the table, Hammer gleaming in my sweat

soaked palm, First excruciating blow to the scrotum is struck, Hammering my

genitals into a bloody pulp... Agonizing self castration, This hammer my tool

of self-emasculation... Disfigured bludgeoned stump... Relentlessly smashing

my own copulatory organ, Savagely striking the pulverized mess, Testicles

crushed beyond recognition, Punctured, pulped, and pounded, Gouging out the

pulsating gonads, The scrotal sac is lacerated and split, As the urethra is

violently macerated, My prepuce is now flayed to bits... Collapsing of the

corpus cavernosum, Completely liquefying the testis and scrotum...

Experimenting with penile malleation, The excruciating pain causes urinal

vesation... Disfigured bludgeoned stump... The seminiferous tubules are

splayed, Rendering the organ sterile, Severing of the epidydimis, A vasectomy

so vile...

Endret 19. november 2003 av Soldier_448

[sparks]

Microphone checka, swingin sword lecture

closin down the sectar supreme neck protector

Bet I won em kid Mr. Metha warmin pot

about to blow his lid from the pressure, too hot for TV

but cheesy, Too many wanna be hard be easy, is all in together

going all not together it don't take much to please me

Still homes are never satisfy like the stones

we don't condome bitin in the sellin crossbones

protectin what am writin don't clash with the Titan

who blast with a liscence to kill rap presitence

C'mon, in the zone with ya nigga from the Group Home

TICAL!!(Fuck your lifestyle!!) (Blew wind)...put your lights out

got the shit the crackin got you fienin with your pipes out

time for some action, surfin the avenue

mad at you, where I used to battle crews

back when Antoinette had that attitude

Cover me I'm going in, walls closin in

got us bustin off these pistols

my niggas got issues...again, same song

armed with the mega bomb

Blow you out the frame and I'm gone.

[Totenkopf]

Veit du hva sangen heter? Da OG KUN DA kan du skrive teksten til en annen sang. Som vi andre kan lure på hva heter

^^

[simenn]

Bush - Speed Kills

 

------------------------

 

 

Nailing the dismembered member to the table, Hammer gleaming in my sweat

soaked palm, First excruciating blow to the scrotum is struck, Hammering my

genitals into a bloody pulp... Agonizing self castration, This hammer my tool

of self-emasculation... Disfigured bludgeoned stump... Relentlessly smashing

my own copulatory organ, Savagely striking the pulverized mess, Testicles

crushed beyond recognition, Punctured, pulped, and pounded, Gouging out the

pulsating gonads, The scrotal sac is lacerated and split, As the urethra is

violently macerated, My prepuce is now flayed to bits... Collapsing of the

corpus cavernosum, Completely liquefying the testis and scrotum...

Experimenting with penile malleation, The excruciating pain causes urinal

vesation... Disfigured bludgeoned stump... The seminiferous tubules are

splayed, Rendering the organ sterile, Severing of the epidydimis, A vasectomy

so vile...

Exhumed - Horrendous Member Dismemberment

 

--------------------------------------------------------

 

the cats were big as men

and the girls would fly

back and forth across the stage

throwing glitter

on all those down below

so amused with second hand rage

[tjalla]

ARTIST: The Who

TITLE: Who Are You

 

 

 

Speed kills coming down the mountain

Speed kills coming down the street

Speed kills your presence of mind

Speed kills if you know what I mean

I got to feel woke up inside again

I got to feel this broke or fix

I got to feel, I got outside myself

I got to feel when I touch your lips

 

The things we do to the people that we love

The way we brake is it something we can't take

Destroy the world that we took so long to make

 

We expect to come for some time

I wish us safe from home

 

To find yourself, in a foreign land

Another refugee, outside a refugee

 

How's it feel she's coming up roses

How's it feel she's coming up sweet

How's it feel it's all in spite of you

How's it feel when she's out of your reach

 

What happened to you

What happened to you

 

The things we do to the people that we love

(repeat)

Er vel "Bush - The People That We Love"

[swanky]

the cats were big as men

and the girls would fly

back and forth across the stage

throwing glitter

on all those down below

so amused with second hand rage

Big Bang - The Elephant Man

[Jonki]

tar dere den her, blir jeg imponert lykke til!

 

Passenger on confessional course

Unlock with the key you behold within

Repair the shadow of your mind

And come awake

 

"Oh, dreadful angel of mine

Enrich me with the vastness of being

Rigid father, teach me to comprehend

I'll commit myself to understand

To be faithful and the instrument

So that the ones with blindfold can see what i have seen

That there is nothing inbetween

For i am the accomplice..."

 

Aghast and tender, indulged in sin

Embraced by loneliness, legions who grin

I blunder into the realms of slumber

I collide with the obscure

And see the last fraction of light go by

 

Plundering the sanity from the insane

And providing appearances in black

Carefully swept in decadent spheres

But faces in this world always remain darkened

 

In circles of dominance, emotional deeps unite

Fiction and transcendence woven together

In the essence of purity lies wisdom

Join the forces, the spiritual black dimensions

 

What more do you need of proof

Human hands conforming clooven hoofs

For i know the secrets and lies behind all truths

Knowlege is power and the power is mine

It's all mine

 

So let the children come to me

And share the limitless ways to infinity

Escape death and disease

And behold youth and vitality

[sparks]

Carly Simon - Another Passenger

[Thlom]

ajaj, siden sparks ikke postet noen ny tekst så får jeg gjøre det :

 

you're taking up lots of space

your shit is everywhere

your breath is all up in my face

your hands are swarming in the air

you're the first one out the car and then

you're the loudest one in the bar

tell me, is there something wrong, girlfriend?

what's with this new version of who you are?

 

so she lifts her chin and squints at me

to assess what i think i know

she says, my heart has some dangerous neighborhoods

so beware where you try to go

they say that the truth will set you free

but then so will a lie

it depends if you're trying to get to the promised land

or you're just trying to get by

 

what is a camera but a box of light?

what is a guitar but a box of sound?

you think i don't understand

but i think i might

what it is to harness the emptiness

and just ride it around

and maybe your chest is an empty shell

with ribs of spiraling coral

where a perfect pearl of sadness resides

but if you ever need an ear

i could just come and press it there

listen to the sound of the ocean inside

[Suppelars2k]

Ani DiFranco - Promised Land

 

 

 

 

 

 

(thank god for google)

[mikk-]

Ani DiFranco - Promised Land

 

 

 

 

 

 

(thank god for google)

Ingen som kommer på å poste tekst her eller?

[Totenkopf]

Da Haltan glemte(?) å poste en tekst, benyttter jeg sjansen

 

fetid copro, repulse

dissected, mutilage

abhorrent, scalpel, carnage

stenching, rancid bowel juices

mixed with deep red and dark piss

excrement and cranio decorated, blastomed phallus

 

inducing nausea, causes vomiting

sickness awaking reek

 

in the dusks, sights of necrocannibalism

reek of shit, faecalized

morbid molestation in the bloody hole

lustful stabs around the cunt

 

sodomized, fucked, raped and defiled

 

bloody mush, splattered with sperm

blasphemous enjoyment of gore

 

inhumed

 

lower bowel injected, infested by insects

 

entering from the rectum, eating to the lower body

reaching the scalped cuts, around the stomach

providing easy access, in morbid lust

maggots seep in the womb

 

intestines and guts being devoured and consumed

fermenting tissues digested

rotting torso collapses

hollowed out, empty corpus

 

guts grinded, swarming around the lower bowel

eating, feasting of the vile

dilated abscesses bled dry, covered with excrements

urine smeared, cranio decorated

 

colonized

 

Mutilating

[mikk-]

DECAY - COLONIZE THE INHUMED

 

 

 

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Do you wanna come to a party

My friends picked me up in their truck at 11:30

This thing's at a frat house, but people are cool there

Reluctant, I followed, but I never dreamed

 

There would be someone there who would catch my attention

I wasn't out looking for love or affection

So I paid my 3 and the girls got in free

Shined the beer for tequila and we headed into the party

 

And then, in the backyard, some terrible ska band

Someone in the background was doing a keg stand

This place is so lame, all these girls look the same

All these guys have no game, I wish I would have stayed

 

In my bed, back at home, watching TV alone

Where I'd put on some porn or have sex on the phone

Far from people I hate, down from anywhere state

Trying to intoxicate girls to give them head after the party

 

And then, I saw her standing there

With green eyes and long blond hair

She wasn't wearing underwear, at least I prayed that

She might be the one

Maybe we'd have some fun

Maybe we'd watch the sun rise

 

But that night, I learned some girls try too hard

Na na na, na na na, na na na

Some girls try too hard

Na na na, na na na, na na na

Some girls try too hard to impress with the way that they dress

With those things on their chests and the things they suggest to me

[Jonki]

Carly Simon - Another Passenger

min post du ville fram til?

[Alastor]

Blink 182 - The Party Song

 

Skaaaaaaal vi se..

 

All around me are familiar faces

Worn out places – worn out faces

Bright and early for their daily races

Going nowhere – going nowhere

Their tears are filling up their glasses

No expression – no expression

Hide my head I want to drown my sorrow

No tomorrow – no tomorrow

 

And I find it kinda funny, I find it kinda sad

The dreams in which I’m dying are the best I’ve ever had

I find it hard to tell you, I find it hard to take

When people run in circles it’s a very very

mad world mad world

 

Children waiting for the day they feel good

Happy birthday – happy birthday

Made to feel the way that every child should

Sit and listen – sit and listen

Went to school and I was very nervous

No one knew me – no one knew me

Hello teacher tell me what’s my lesson

Look right through me – look right through me

 

And I find it kinda funny, I find it kinda sad

The dreams in which I’m dying are the best I’ve ever had

I find it hard to tell you, I find it hard to take

When people run in circles it’s a very very

Mad world . . . world

Enlarge your world

Mad world

 

^^Denne er lett.

Endret 21. november 2003 av Alastor

[Wabby]

"Mad World" by Gary Jules

 

Prøvde å finne sangteksten til Portveien 2 - Ta en potet, men skjærte seg... :S

[Alastor]

That's it

Turn the page on the day, walk away

'Cause they're sensing what I say

I'm 45th generation Roman

But I don't know 'em

Or care when I'm spitting

So return to your sitting position and listen it's fitting

I'm miles ahead and they chase me

Show yer face on TV, then we'll see

You're can't do half, my crew laughs

At yer rhubarb and custard verses

Yer rain down curses but I'm waving,

Yer hearse is driving by

Streets riding high, with the beats in the sky

All stare, eyes glazed

Garage burnt down, the fire raged

For 40 days and in 40 ways

But through the blaze they see it fade

The sea of black, the beaming heat on their faces

Their figure emerges from the wasteage

Eyes transfixed with a piercing gaze

One hand clutching a sword raised to the sky

They wonder how, they wonder why

The sky turns white it all becomes clear

They felt lifted from their fears

They shed tears in the light

After 6 dark years

Young bold soldiers, the fire burns

Cracks and smoulders

5 years older and wiser

The fires are burning on fire, never tire

Slave warriors in the forests and on higher

We sing, hear the strings rising

The war's over, the bells ring

Memories fading, soldiers slaying

Looks like Geezers raving

The hazy fog over the bull ring,

The lazy ways the birds sing

A new babys born every day

Few men may be spoilt today

But look at things the other way

Cos it may well be yer final day

And then the crowds roar they slay, they all say

I produce this using only my bare wit

Gimme a jungle a garage beat and admit defeat,

Use war and past injury as my metaphor and simile

Get all applications into before the deadline

Cos it's a fine line between strife or crime

And a life of crime

But you will reach the day, and it's all mine

You can take it or leave, I shake

And reveal stage tricks like Jimi Hendrix

In the afterlife Gladiators meet their maker

Thrown through the wind fields and lakes of Bluewater

To the next life from the fortress

Away from the knives and slaughter

To their wives and daughters

Once more before the law judges over all of us

Cos in this place you'll see me

Brace yourself, cos this goes deep

I'll show you the secrets the sky and the birds

Actions speak louder than words

Stand by me my apprentice

Be brave, Clench fists.

[sebastgs]

The streets - Turn The Page

---------------------------------

When a man lies he murders

Some part of the world

These are the pale deaths which

Men miscall their lives

All this I cannot bear

To witness any longer

Cannot the kingdom of salvation

Take me home

[Thlom]

Metallica - To live is to die

 

a wild pack of family dogs came runnin through the yard one day

my father got his gun, shot it up they ran away ok

a wild pack of family dogs came runnin through the yard

and as my own dog ran away with them i didnt say much of anything at all

a wild pack of family dogs came runnin through the yard

as my little sister played the dogs took her away

and i guess she was eaten up ok yeah

my mothers cryin' blood dust now

my daddy quit his job today

i guess he was fired but thats ok

and im sitting outside by my mud lake

waiting for the pack to take me away

right after i die, the dogs start running up towards the glowing sky

they will receive their rewards

[simenn]

Metallica - To live is to die

 

a wild pack of family dogs came runnin through the yard one day

my father got his gun, shot it up they ran away ok

a wild pack of family dogs came runnin through the yard

and as my own dog ran away with them i didnt say much of anything at all

a wild pack of family dogs came runnin through the yard

as my little sister played the dogs took her away

and i guess she was eaten up ok yeah

my mothers cryin' blood dust now

my daddy quit his job today

i guess he was fired but thats ok

and im sitting outside by my mud lake

waiting for the pack to take me away

right after i die, the dogs start running up towards the glowing sky

they will receive their rewards

Modest Mouse - Wild Pack of Family Dogs

 

Mahna mahna

(ba dee bedebe)

mahna mahna

(ba debe dee)

mahna mahna

(ba dee bedebe badebe badebe dee dee de-de de-de-de)

 

(repeats)

 

mah mama na mahna mah namwomp mwomp

ma mo mo mana mo

mahna mahna

(ba dee bedebe)

mahna mahna

(ba debe dee)

Mahna Mahna!

(ba dee bedebe bedebe badebe debe de-de de-de-de)

 

(long pause)

 

...mahna mahna?