fondus Skrevet 2. mars 2003 Del Skrevet 2. mars 2003 Jimmy pop: er det seriøst nødvendig å flood-poste så sinnsykt? er jo ren og skjær spam det der! Hva skulle jeg gjøre da? Et godt råd: Skaff deg de sangene jeg har postet tekstene til, hør de, og se om du kan klage etter å ha hørt de... Nei, da er du vel for opptatt med å høre igjennom resten av sangene til Tool... Kom på en tekst jeg hadde glemt, men den kommer senere.. :-) Sa ingenting om at du ikke kunne poste mange tekster (tool er greie nok dem), men du kunne vel tatt dem i en post i stedet for å lagd flere poster etter hverandre? Kom frem i en tråd at mange hater folk som poster flere poster etter hverandre, inkuldert meg. Lenke til kommentar
aldrimerforum Skrevet 2. mars 2003 Del Skrevet 2. mars 2003 men du kunne vel tatt dem i en post i stedet for å lagd flere poster etter hverandre? Kom frem i en tråd at mange hater folk som poster flere poster etter hverandre, inkuldert meg. teeeeeeellletrååååååådeeeen... 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 7 8 9 0 0 blalabalbalbabla det er så O M G!!!!!!!!!! Lenke til kommentar
Jimmy Pop Skrevet 2. mars 2003 Del Skrevet 2. mars 2003 Med all respekt, fondus... Du kunne ha sendt meg en PM istedenfor å skrive det i denne tråden. Hvis du virkelig vil ha vekk postene mine, send en PM til en moderator. Jeg fjerner de ikke. Og jeg gjentar: med all respekt. Lenke til kommentar
bjaa Skrevet 2. mars 2003 Del Skrevet 2. mars 2003 Jimmy pop: er det seriøst nødvendig å flood-poste så sinnsykt? er jo ren og skjær spam det der! SI DET I TELLETRÅDEN! Liker du ikke telle tråden du heller? La oss ta de! Lenke til kommentar
aldrimerforum Skrevet 2. mars 2003 Del Skrevet 2. mars 2003 Jimmy pop: er det seriøst nødvendig å flood-poste så sinnsykt? er jo ren og skjær spam det der! SI DET I TELLETRÅDEN! Liker du ikke telle tråden du heller? La oss ta de! ja! telletråden er den aller verste spæmminga ever! og så er den så lame! Lenke til kommentar
Petrvs Romanvs Skrevet 2. mars 2003 Del Skrevet 2. mars 2003 Fredrik Thordendal's Special Defects - Sol Niger Within 2. The Executive Furies Of The Robot Lord Of Death I'm Seraph, I'm Snake; Controlled, Pre-Programmed Entrapped Soul. Extraneous Powers Conditions My Mind. I'm Vermin, I'm Fake. Causality Ignores The Persecutory Illusions Of Free Will. Morality Justifies No Cause. Beyond Reason; We Eat, Reproduce And Die. A Genetically Conditioned Psychomotor Machine. I'm Seraph, I'm Snake; An Evolutionary Mistake Lenke til kommentar
kyllingvippen Skrevet 2. mars 2003 Forfatter Del Skrevet 2. mars 2003 Jimmy pop: er det seriøst nødvendig å flood-poste så sinnsykt? er jo ren og skjær spam det der! SI DET I TELLETRÅDEN! Liker du ikke telle tråden du heller? La oss ta de! ja! telletråden er den aller verste spæmminga ever! og så er den så lame! Finn en annen thread å spamme i!! Lenke til kommentar
Ratatosk Skrevet 2. mars 2003 Del Skrevet 2. mars 2003 GWAR - I'm In Love (With A Dead Dog) When I first met you, I knew I loved you. Now that one + one is two, I don't wanna cum inside of you. Now I kiss your lips, now I mount your hips. Now I read your mind, your slimey hind--Sublime! I'm feeling the peeling, mind reeling. I race unto the plague. I'll bring you a big coat of butter--to slick your dead dick way. I'm in love with a dead dog... Paw in fist we stalk through the rutabaga garden. We've been to the clinic, we know our love is clean. We walk to- gether, but fill up seperately. We share a cheese ball. We just do it all. The butter so bitter, the shitter. Well it gapes vacantly. The higher the litter, the shitter, has justly righted three... (The Death of Pookie) You begin to bore me, with your breath like rubber. You scream "Don't stop", I hope you don't pop. I'm in love, with a shove, meaty glove. Lenke til kommentar
Ratatosk Skrevet 2. mars 2003 Del Skrevet 2. mars 2003 GWAR - Americanized I'm Americanized. 9 (nine) tons o' crack a day. It's up my butt, the USA All you people will worship us-- You worship me, but still you suck... U.S.A.--I'm Americanized U.S.A.--(I'm the Prince of Lies) I'm Americanized. Death to all who wear paisley, plucking babies' heads like daisies. Your world is filled with hate and filth. I'll rape your dog with a plow... Drugs unt guns, drugs and guns. C'mon man, let's go kill someone. Cheap fuckers, sheep fuckers, You're all cheap fuckers... Lenke til kommentar
SnowDOG_ Skrevet 3. mars 2003 Del Skrevet 3. mars 2003 Jimmy pop: er det seriøst nødvendig å flood-poste så sinnsykt? er jo ren og skjær spam det der! SI DET I TELLETRÅDEN! Liker du ikke telle tråden du heller? La oss ta de! ja! telletråden er den aller verste spæmminga ever! og så er den så lame! Finn en annen thread å spamme i!! hehe er så dritt lei folk som ikke liker noe og må absolutt gjøre noe med det og ødlegge for whoever. Lenke til kommentar
Eskil87 Skrevet 3. mars 2003 Del Skrevet 3. mars 2003 Pink Floyd - Comfortably Numb Hello? Is there anybody in there? Just nod if you can hear me. Is there anyone at home? Come on now I hear you're feeling down. Well I can ease your pain Get you on your feet again. Relax. I'll need some information first. Just the basic facts. Can you show me where it hurts? There is no pain you are receding A distant ship smoke on the horizon. You are only coming through in waves. Your lips move but I can't hear what you're saying. When I was a child I had a fever My hands felt just like two balloons. Now I've got that feeling once again I can't explain you would not understand This is not how I am. I have become comfortably numb. O.K. Just a little pinprick. There'll be no more aaaaaaaaah! But you may feel a little sick. Can you stand up? I do believe it's working, good. That'll keep you going through the show Come on it's time to go. There is no pain you are receding A distant ship, smoke on the horizon. You are only coming through in waves. Your lips move but I can't hear what you're saying. When I was a child I caught a fleeting glimpse Out of the corner of my eye. I turned to look but it was gone I cannot put my finger on it now The child is grown, The dream is gone. I have become comfortably numb. Lenke til kommentar
Jimmy Pop Skrevet 3. mars 2003 Del Skrevet 3. mars 2003 Pink Floyd - Comfortably Numb Fin sang, Eskil... Du har bra smak, ser det ut til... :-) Lenke til kommentar
nerd-light Skrevet 3. mars 2003 Del Skrevet 3. mars 2003 Folk og røvere Utadæsjælåpplevelsedråpp planer, avtaler, sitt ne å lat alt skje, såm en gammal indjaner, kråpp å hue slutter fre, innta stillinga i sofan, ta siggen såm en fredspipe å trekk inn, blås ringer ut a trutn, få det ut bra da å nå et nytt stadium, bra da å jøre nye funn, vi binner binn får aua, går i blinne, lar instinkta vinne, inn me illvann, vanedannene veske som forhekseræ, vi stiger roli åpp, en døsi jævel i en kråpp, åppå hue ær æi flått hatt såm sjefen ga mæi får at jæ sku huske dag å natt vilket treff de ær at nettåpp jæ sku havne hær, leve livets gla dar i kristiania, en fin ting å fæire, kom jem te mæ, får jæ har en plan jæ har ingen planer, DET er planen, ingen or, men kjeftn stor, non ler a mæ jæ flirer me, jæ gøtser ær på hågget. se! jæ egger te stri, kåm ut på gølvet! på tie, å ta en kamp me dæ sjæl, riste løs, være hær, få se dæ dans, dans, dans åppå bore legg dæ ne få se dæ dans, dans utadæsjælåpplevelse på gølve jæ æier ikke dansefot, på gølve blire bare rot, får kråppen ær litt litta, kræsjer stæilt me svære føtta, men jæ klarkke sitte stille når mann i gata starter spille, venstre bein litt lengre enn dandre, jæ går ut, nå kan jæ angre så jæ løper åpp å danser, å hele gølve stanser, såm åm jæ ær massens mittponkt, jæ plassér mæ sjæl tar sjansen, jæ kjør hart, kjør stil, tar shikkli sats å kliner til me hjemmebrent bevegelse, me min unike trinn, vågal spinn - mæ sjæl! åvergår mæ sjæl, kommer hakk i hæl etter mæ sjæl, mens massen fiksér fårbløffa, vorr kåm den karn fra? danser så alle runt stæiler, danser helt galt, men dække fæil, funnet min helt egen metode, såm ingen trodde bodde dær før få se dæ dans, dans, dans åppå bore legg dæ ne få se dæ dans, dans utadæsjælåpplevelse på gølve når noe ær i jære, ær alle gutta klare, ær alle jenta inne, ær alle stuer stinne, alle står tett å slipper take, å alle starter flakke i vær sin flyt på bakknivå, all ær på væi mot take, ikke bakk ut nå! du har en græie, tro meg! du ær på væi mot masse tid og masse penger, trenger ikke slite lenger, får mann i gata frelser dæi, får dæi på gli får dæi på væi, mot ny høyder, ny vidder, ny jaktmarker, viss du gidder å låne øre te dæ sjæl, jepp, slutt hindre eget indre i å slippe frem i lyse, slutt tenk dæ åm, start buse ut med egne teorier, eget stykke, din reschji såm du kan stå får full å helt, kutt ut alt stykkevis å delt, du blir ny me mann i gata, ikke me dårli damebla, næi du blir frelst me mann i gata, på lag me gud, alla å budda, du plassér dæ sjæl i mitten, siste trikk i siste liten, vilken plan du har får kvellen? fæir dæ sjæl, ta ut all tæl få se dæ dans, dans, dans åppå bore legg dæ ne få se dæ dans, dans utadæsjælåpplevelse på gølve måtte jo få med den her Lenke til kommentar
YBD Skrevet 3. mars 2003 Del Skrevet 3. mars 2003 System Of A Down - Needles I cannot disguise, All the stomach pains, And the walking of the canes, When you, do come out, And you whisper up to me In your life of tragedy, But I cannot grow, Till you eat the last of me, Oh when will I be free, And you, a parasite, Just find another host, Just another fool to roast, Cause you, My tapeworm tells me what to do, You, My tapeworm tells me where to go, Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, Hey Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, Hey Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, Hey Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, Hey I cannot deny, All the evil traits, And the filling of the crates, When you, do come out, And you slither up to me In your pimpin majesty, But I cannot grow, Till you eat the last of me, Oh when will I be free, And you, a parasite, Just find another host, Just another stool to post, Cause you, My tapeworm tells me what to do, You, My tapeworm tells me where to go, Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, Hey Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, Hey Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, Hey Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, Hey Pull the tapeworm out of me? I'm just sitting in my room, With a needle in my hand, Just waiting for the tomb, Of some old dying man, Sitting in my room, With a needle in my hand, Just waiting for the tomb, Of some old dying man?. Cause you, My tapeworm tells me what to do, You, My tapeworm tells me where to go, Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, Hey Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, Hey Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, Hey Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, Hey Hey,Hey,Hey,Hey. Lenke til kommentar
henrikmain Skrevet 3. mars 2003 Del Skrevet 3. mars 2003 Glimrende at Borknagar's "Colossus" allerede har blitt nevnt Teksten er jo vanvittig bra! Synes også at disse er glimrende: Borknagar - Liberated From every human complexity And nature's twisted analogy An urge to explain - to understand Springs out with the notion to expand The narrow view of what we are Could a mathematical formula Improve our existential stamina Would explaining our kin universally Keep up our vital vivacity Or would it enshroud us in disillusion The notion of our emancipation Lies far from any genuine liberation Seeking a detailed explanation We think therefore we're cursed As questions multiply with every solution The "why" stands untouchable - no intrusion A constant flow of total inconstancy A natural, starfelt divinity Could a mathematical formula Improve our existential stamina Would explaining our kin universally Keep up our vital vivacity Or would it enshroud us in disillusion The notion of our emancipation Lies far from any genuine liberation Seeking a detailed explanation We think therefore we're blessed A Machiavellian way of thought In struggle with all that society sought A full explanation's the king of our dreams To know: what's our role in the scheme of schemes Where is our place in this order of chaos? The notion of our emancipation Lies far from any genuine liberation Seeking a detailed explanation We think therefore we are Borknagar - Oceans Rise Deify the depths of intimate caprice The noble morsel of the grand eternity Face the furious and black domain From where all the wisdom once came As a weak and stunning flare Yet so completed and clear In the eyes of the elementary existence May the fallen of eternity explode As primal instincts of devotion Where the seeds of chaos blow Where the almighty substance flow When the oceans rise And thunder calls The shape of furious manners fall Where the oceans rise Between dimensions asunder The maze of fragmented flare Harvest the pain of the will and despair Where the seeds of chaos grow Where the almighty substance bow Milleniums are falling Milleniums are calling Hail! The dawn of a new era Lenke til kommentar
bjaa Skrevet 3. mars 2003 Del Skrevet 3. mars 2003 Bæ bæ, lille lam har du noe ull jaja jære far, jeg har kroppen full, så husker jeg ikke mer... :oops: Lenke til kommentar
Aquilo Skrevet 3. mars 2003 Del Skrevet 3. mars 2003 Dolly Parton Me and little Andy Late one cold and stormy night I heard a dog a barkin' Then I thought I heard somebody at my door a knockin' I wondered who could be outside in such an awful storm Then I saw a little girl with a puppy in her arms. Before I could say a word she said, "My name is Sandy and this here is my puppy dog it's name is Little Andy." Standing in the bitter cold in just a ragged dress Then I asked her to come in this is what she said, "Ain't cha got no gingerbread Ain't cha got no candy Ain't cha got an extra bed for me and Little Andy Patty cake the baker's man my mommy ran away again and we was all alone, and didn't know what else to do I wonder if you'd let us stay with you, Giddy up charley horse run to the mill Can we stay all night If you don't love us no one will I promise we won't cry London bridge is fallin'down My daddy's drunk again in town We was all alone and didn't know what we could do We wondered if you'll let us stay with you." She was just a little girl not more than 6 or 7 but that night as they slept the angels took them both to Heaven God knew Little Andy would be lonesome with her gone now Sandy and her puppy dog won't ever be alone. "Ain't cha got no gingerbread Ain't cha got no candy Ain't cha got an extra bed for me and little ........." Lenke til kommentar
Torsteinen Skrevet 3. mars 2003 Del Skrevet 3. mars 2003 Pink - Family portrait (en av tidenes sanger Mama please stop cryin' I can't stand the sound Your pain is painful and it's Tearing me down I hear glasses breaking As I sit up in my bed I told God you didn't mean Those nasty things you said You fight about money About me and my brother And this I come home to This is my shelter It ain't easy, growin' up in WW3 Never knowin' what love could be You'll see, I don't want love to destroy me Like it has done my family Can we work it out Can we be a family I promise I'll be better Mommy I'll do anything Can we work it out Can we be a family I promise I'll be better Daddy please don't leave Daddy please stop yelling I can't stand the sound Make mama stop cryin' 'Cause I need you around My mama she loves you No matter what she says is true I know that she hurts you But remember I love you too! I ran away today, ran from the noise Ran away (ran away) Don't wanna go back to that place But don't have no choice, no way It ain't easy, growin' up in WW3 Never knowin' what love could be But I've seen, I don't want love to destroy me Like it has done my family In our family portrait We look pretty happy Let's play pretend, let's act like it Comes naturally I don't wanna have to split the holidays I don't want two addresses I don't want a stepbrother anyway And I don't want my mom to have to change her last name! Mama'll be nicer I'll be so much better I'll tell my brother I won't spill the milk at dinner I'll be so much better I'll do everything right I'll be your little girl forever I'll go to sleep at night Daddy don't leave... daddy don't leave Lenke til kommentar
Arve Systad Skrevet 3. mars 2003 Del Skrevet 3. mars 2003 If I Could Fly No fear, no pain Nobody left to blame I'll try alone Make destiny my own I learn to free my mind Myself I now must find Once more Once more If I could fly Like the king of the sky Could not tumble nor fall I would picture it all If I could fly See the world through my eyes Would not stumble nor fail To the heavens I sail If I could fly So here I am In solitude I stand I've got dreams inside I need to realize My faith has grown No fear of the unknown No more No more If I could fly Like the king of the sky Could not tumble nor fall I would picture it all If I could fly See the world through my eyes Would not stumble nor fail I could ravage my jail If I could fly If I could, if I could, fly If I could, if I could, fly If I could, if I could fly Like the king of the sky Could not tumble nor fall I would picture it all If I could fly See the world through my eyes Would not stumble nor fail To the heavens I sail If I could fly Like the king of the sky Could not tumble nor fall I would picture it all If I could fly See the world through my eyes Would not stumble nor fail I could ravage my jail If I could fly Lenke til kommentar
b-real Skrevet 4. mars 2003 Del Skrevet 4. mars 2003 Dette er vel KoRn's mest geniale sang mener jeg: KoRn - My Gift To You Laying by my precious Not long ago Hiding behind the shadows Of your broken soul Why is it always you want something you can never have? Why did you you try to tell me? How could you be this way Your throat, I take grasp Can you feel the pain? Then your eyes roll back Can you feel the pain? Love racing through my veins Can't you feel the pain? Your heart stops beating Can't you feel the pain Black orgasms Can't you feel the pain I kiss your lifeless skin Can't you feel the pain There you are my precious With your broken soul Rubbing my crotch, elated Taking control Why is it always You fuck up something you have always had Why'd you try to tell me How could you be so cold? Your throat, I take grasp Can you feel the pain? Then your eyes roll back Can you feel the pain? Love racing through my veins Can't you feel the pain? Your heart stops beating Can't you feel the pain Black orgasms Can't you feel the pain I kiss your lifeless skin Can't you feel the pain Here I am, just a man Feeling the pain, gives me life Relieving us is my plan I'd do anything to see through your eyes Just to see through your lies I hate you, Can you feel the pain? Can't you feel the pain? I hate you, Can you feel the pain? Your throat, I take grasp Can you feel the pain? Then your eyes roll back Can you feel the pain? Love racing through my veins Can't you feel the pain? Your heart stops beating Can't you feel the pain Black orgasms Can't you feel the pain I kiss your lifeless skin Can't you feel the pain Og for all del....Bla dere til slutten av sangen der det "Skulte" sangem "Earache My Eye" er...SYKT bra! Lenke til kommentar
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