"All You Need Is Love"
Writer(s): John Lennon, Paul Mccartney
"All You Need Is Love"
Love, love, love
Love, love, love
Love, love, love
There's nothing you can do that can't be done
Nothing you can sing that can't be sung
Nothing you can say but you can learn how to play the game
It's easy
Nothing you can make that can't be made
No one you can save that can't be saved
Nothing you can do but you can learn how to be you in time
It's easy
All you need is love
All you need is love
All you need is love, love
Love is all you need
Love, love, love
Love, love, love
Love, love, love
All you need is love
All you need is love
All you need is love, love
Love is all you need
Nothing you can know that isn't known
Nothing you can see that isn't shown
Nowhere you can be that isn't where you're meant to be
It's easy
All you need is love
All you need is love
All you need is love, love
Love is all you need
All you need is love (All together, now!)
All you need is love (Everybody!)
All you need is love, love
Love is all you need
Love is all you need (Love is all you need)
Love is all you need (Love is all you need)
Love is all you need (Love is all you need)
Love is all you need (Love is all you need)
Love is all you need (Love is all you need)
Love is all you need (Love is all you need)
Love is all you need (Love is all you need)
Love is all you need (Love is all you need)
Love is all you need (Love is all you need)
Love is all you need (Love is all you need)
Love is all you need (Love is all you need)
Yee-hai! (Love is all you need)
Love is all you need (Love is all you need)
Yesterday (Love is all you need)
Love is all you need (Love is all you need)
Love is all you need (Love is all you need)
Love is all you need (Love is all you need)
Oh yeah! (Love is all you need)
She loves you, yeah yeah yeah (Love is all you need)
She loves you, yeah yeah yeah (Love is all you need)
One dark day, in the middle of the night
Two bad boys got up to fight
Back to back, they faced each other
Drew their swords, and shot each other
A deaf policeman heard the noise
And came right out, and got those boys
I heard that one as a wee lad what is that from?
The Stranger
Billy JoelWell, we all have a face
That we hide away forever
And we take them out
And show ourselves when everyone has gone
Some are satin, some are steel
Some are silk and some are leather
They're the faces of a stranger
But we'd love to try them onWell, we all fall in love
But we disregard the danger
Though we share so many secrets
There are some we never tell
Why were you so surprised
That you never saw the stranger
Did you ever let your lover
See the stranger in yourselfDon't be afraid to try again
Everyone goes south every now and then
You've done it
Why can't someone else
You should know by now
You've been there yourselfOnce I used to believe
I was such a great romancer
Then I came home to a woman
That I could not recognize
When I pressed her for a reason
She refused to even answer
It was then I felt the stranger
Kick me right between the eyesWell, we all fall in love
But we disregard the danger
Though we share so many secrets
There are some we never tell
Why were you so surprised
That you never saw the stranger
Did you ever let your lover
See the stranger in yourselfDon't be afraid to try again
Everyone goes south every now and then
You've done it
Why can't someone else
You should know by now
You've been there yourselfYou may never understand
How the stranger is inspired
But he isn't always evil
And he is not always wrong
Though you drown in good intentions
You will never quench the fire
You'll give in to your desire
When the stranger comes along
I'm putting up my mask as my avatar till Halloween is over.
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Here's Room 506
It's enough to make you sick
Bridget's all wrapped up in foil
You wonder if she can uncoil
Here they come now
See them run now
Here they come now
Chelsea Girls
Here's Room 115
Filled with S & M queens
Magic marker row
You wonder just high they go
Here they come now
See them run now
Here they come now
Chelsea Girls
Here's Pope dear Ondine
Rona's treated him so mean
She wants another scene
She wants to be a human being.
Here they come now
See them run now
Here they come now
Chelsea Girls
Pepper she's having fun
She thinks she's some man's son
Her perfect loves don't last
Her future died in someone's past
Here they come now
See them run now
Here they come now
Chelsea girls
Dear Ingrid's found her lick
She's turned another trick
Her treats and times revolve
She's got problems to be solved
Here they come now
See them run now
Here they come now
Chelsea Girls
Poor Mary, she's uptight
She can't turn out her light
She rolled Susan in a ball
And now she can't see her at all
Here they come now
See them run now
Here they come now
Chelsea Girls
Dropout, she's in a fix,
Amphetamine has made her sick
White powder in the air
She's got no bones and can't be scared
Here they come now
See them run now
Here they come now
Chelsea Girls
Here comes Johnny Bore,
He collapsed on the floor
They shot him up with milk
And when he died sold him for silk
Here they come now
See them run now
Here they come now
Chelsea Girls
Here they come now
See them run now
Here they come now
Chelsea girls
Storming the borders of chaos
For the cause of a battle once strong
Faster than the wind we rode
To where our blackened hordes dawned
Armed in the fires of combat
The end will come fast on this day
Stronger than the gods we fought
Triumphant for the dark prophecies
Besiege the thrones of reverence
Gods of all fiery fate
Besiege the thrones of reverence
Warriors crowned this day
All shall fall
The dark tales wrath, bred of steel
An allegiance of great tyranny at the hand of darkness
A force to rule above all so that those who with pride
Lust and will eager to stride
Rise those who despise the weak
Spare none and ride proudly on the winds of death
All defeated by our call, all defeated by our war
Under the hovering thunders of Darkness
All shall fall
Storm forth through battle of fury
All giant warrior be
Blacker than the winds of death
Stronghold and fear blind the weak
Brought at the borders of chaos
For the cause of a battle once strong
Faster than the wind we rode
To where our blackened hordes dawned
Besiege the thrones of reverence
Gods of all fiery fate
Besiege the thrones of reverence
Warriors crowned this day
Miami 2017 (Seen the Lights Go out on Broadway) (Live (Remastered))
Billy Joel
Seen the lights go out Broadway
I saw the Empire State laid low
And life went on beyond the Palisades
They all bought Cadillacs
And left there long ago
They held a concert out in Brooklyn
To watch the island bridges blow
They turned our power down
And drove us underground
But we went right on with the show
I've seen the lights go out on Broadway
I saw the ruins at my feet
You know we almost didn't notice it
We'd seen it all the time on Forty second street
They burned the churches down in Harlem
Like in that Spanish civil war
The flames were everywhere
But no one really cared
It always burned up there before
I've seen the lights go out on Broadway
I saw the mighty skyline fall
The boats were waiting at the battery
The union went on strike
They never sailed at all
They sent a carrier out from Norfolk
And picked the Yankees up for free
They said that Queens could stay
And blew the Bronx away
And sank Manhattan out at sea
You know those lights were bright on Broadway
That was so many years ago
Before we all lived here in Florida
Before the Mafia took over Mexico
There are not many who remember
They say a handful still survive
To tell the world about
The way the lights went out
And keep the memory alive
Written by Billy Joel • Copyright © Universal Music Publishing Group
I can be your whore
I am the dirt you created
I am your sinner
I am your whore
But let me tell you something baby
You love me for everything you hate me for
I’m the one that you need and fear
Now that you’re hooked, it’s all becoming clear
That all your judgments that you placed on me
Was a reflection of discovery
So maybe next time when you cast your stones
From the shadows of the dark unknown
You will crawl up from your hiding place
Take a look in the mirror
See the truth in your face
So how can this be?
You’re praying to me
There’s a look in your eyes,
I know just what that means
I can be, I can be your everything
I can be your whore
I am the dirt you created
I am your sinner
I am your whore
But let me tell you something baby
You love me for everything you hate me for
I can be your whore
I am the dirt you created
I am your sinner
I am your whore
But let me tell you something baby
You love me, you want me, you need me
I can be your whore
I am the dirt you created
I am your sinner
I am your whore
But let me tell you something baby
You love me for everything you hate me for
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Ich lade gern mir Gäste ein,
Man lebt bei mir recht fein,
Man unterhält sich, wie man mag
Oft bis zum hellen Tag.
Zwar langweil’ ich mich stets dabei,
Was man auch treibt und spricht;
Indes, was mir als Wirt steht frei,
Duld’ ich bei Gästen nicht!
Und sehe ich, es ennuyiert
Sich jemand hier bei mir,
So pack’ ich ihn ganz ungeniert,
Werf’ ihn hinaus zur Tür.
Und fragen Sie, ich bitte
Warum ich das denn tu’?
‘S ist mal bei mir so Sitte,
Chacun à son gout!
Wenn ich mit andern sitz’ beim Wein
Und Flasch’ um Flasche leer’,
Muss jeder mit mir durstig sein,
Sonst werde grob ich sehr.
Und schenke Glas um Glas ich ein,
Duld’ ich nicht Widerspruch;
Nicht leiden kann ich’s wenn sie schrein:
Ich will nicht, hab’ genug!
Wer mir beim Trinken nicht pariert,
Sich zieret wie ein Tropf,
Dem werfe ich ganz ungeniert,
Die Flasche an den Kopf.
Und fragen Sie, ich bitte,
Warum ich das denn tu’?
‘S ist mal bei mir so Sitte
Chacun à son goût!
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Nurses always stop to check on me,
Locked away for my security.
Oh these voices are to blame for this catastrophe!
But my one wish on Solstice Eve is plain as it can be:
All I want for Solstice is my sanity,
My sanity, whee, my sanity!
Gee, if I could only have my sanity,
Then I could have a happy Solstice!
Imaginary voices make me want to say
PH'NGLUI W'GAH NAGL OH FHTAGN.
Gosh, oh gee, how happy I'll be
When that's out of my noggin.
All I want for Solstice is my sanity,
My sanity, whee, my sanity!
Gee, if I could only have my sanity,
Then I could wish you happy Solstice!
Imaginary voices make me want to say
PH'NGLUI W'GAH NAGL OH FHTAGN.
Gosh, oh gee, how happy I'll be
When that's out of my noggin.
All I want for Solstice is my sanity,
My sanity, whee, my sanity!
Gee, if I could only have my sanity,
Then I could have a happy Solstice!
Gee, if I could only have my sanity,
Then I could wish you happy Solstice!
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY!
Happy birthday to
Happy birthday
Happy birthday to
Well, it's time to celebrate your birthday, it happens every year
We'll eat a lot of broccoli and drink a lot of beer
You should be good and happy that there's something you can eat
A million people every day are starving in the street
Your daddy's in the gutter with the wretched and the poor
Your mama's in the kitchen with a can of Cycle Four
There's garbage in the water
There's poison in the sky
I guess it won't be long before we're all gonna die!
Happy birthday
Happy birthday to
Happy birthday
Happy birthday to
Well, what's the matter little friend, you think this party is the pits?
Enjoy it while you can, we'll soon be blown to bits!
The monkeys in the Pentagon are gonna cook our goose
Their finger's on the button, all they need it an excuse
It doesn't take a military genius to see
We'll all be crispy critters after World War III
There's nowhere you can run to, nowhere you can hide
When they drop the big one, we all get fried!
(Come on boys and girls, sing along, ok?)
Happy birthday
Happy birthday to
Happy birthday
Happy birthday to
WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOW!!! (background screaming)
Well there's a punk in the alley and he's looking for a fight
There's an Arab on the corner buying everything in sight
There's a mother in the ghetto with another mouth to feed
Seems that everywhere you look today there's misery and greed
I guess you know the Earth is gonna crash into the sun
But that's no reason why we shouldn't have a little fun
So if you think it's scary, if it's more than you can take
Just blow out the candles and have a piece of cake!!!
Happy birthday
Happy birthday to
Happy birthday
Happy birthday to
Wow!
Happy birthday
Happy birthday to
Happy birthday
Happy birthday to
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!
And a pinch to grow an inch!
Born underground, suckled from a teat of stone
Raised in the dark, the safety of our mountain home
Skin made of iron, steel in our bones
To dig and dig makes us free
Come on brothers sing with me!
Chorus
I am a dwarf and I'm digging a hole
Diggy diggy hole, diggy diggy hole
I am a dwarf and I'm digging a hole
Diggy diggy hole, digging a hole
The sunlight will not reach this low
Deep, deep in the mine
Never seen the blue moon glow
Dwarves won't fly so high
Fill a glass and down some mead!
Stuff your bellies at the feast!
Stumble home and fall asleep
Dreaming in our mountain keep
Born underground, grown inside a rocky womb
The earth is our cradle; the mountain shall become our tomb
Face us on the battlefield; you will meet your doom
We do not fear what lies beneath
We can never dig too deep
Chorus(x2)
I am a dwarf and I'm digging a hole
Diggy diggy hole, diggy diggy hole
I am a dwarf and I'm digging a hole
Diggy diggy hole, digging a hole
Born underground, suckled from a teat of stone
Raised in the dark, the safety of our mountain home
Skin made of iron, steel in our bones
To dig and dig makes us free
Come on brothers sing with me!
Chorus(x2)
I am a dwarf and I'm digging a hole
Diggy diggy hole, diggy diggy hole
I am a dwarf and I'm digging a hole
Diggy diggy hole, digging a hole
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B%%%%es Crystal
Knows how you
Twist all the lines!
Fortune Teller
Future Seller
Of time
Tortured spirits cry!
Fear is in their eyes!
Ghostly images die....
Witches Potion
Mixed in the Ocean
Of Teeears!!!
Mystical Powers
Emerge from the Towers
Of Feeear!!!
Tortured spirits cry!
Fear is in their eyes!
Ghostly images die....
Evil learning!
People burning!
Savage casting!
No one lasting!!!
Witchcraft
Sadness
Madness
Turning in their minds
Evil learning!
People burning!
Savage casting!
No one lasting!!!
Witchcraft
Sadness
Madness
Turning in their minds
Ritual killings
That swear in
The shillings to be!
Heretic Priestess
Dwells on the
Weakness she sees!
Tortured spirits cry!
Fear is in their eye!
Ghostly images die....
So, ask not for a lot did he back in the day
Since his family had a place to stay
In a little apartment across the street from the mill
Owned by the factory that paid the bills
He was a quiet man, loving his Lucky Strikes
He was a Yanks fan with an iron jaw and a right
Hook that could knock your lights out in right one of a fight
To wager with Walt was to bet with your life
But he was a good man, and simple too
In his jeans and white t-shirt and his steel-toed boots
He was plainly put and nigh uncouth
And his brother Eddie had but one single tooth in his head
Whoa oh, whoa oh oh oh, that was his brother Ed
Whoa oh, whoa oh oh oh
But in 1944, there was a war on, and what was in a boat
Skipping toward the shores of Normandy?
Oh to make it alive, all the way up and over the other side
Was triumph, yeah that winter set in
In the cold of the Bulge he carried his weapon true
As he was instructed to
But matters always quickly seem to turn for the worse,
And his platoon was captured and dispersed against the back of a wall
And the firing squad came to call
To put down the Damn Yanks now once and for all
Because the cigarettes, the dead men, some klicks and a Prost
Would render Walter a ghost
But the squad stood froze, as they were instructed to
And that's how my grandfather became a POW slave
Whoa oh, whoa oh oh oh, they seized and took him away
Whoa oh, whoa oh oh oh
But in 1978, my granddaddy died, and I was born in '89
And though I'm sure I cried, it was not for those who were not alive
And for all the things that could have killed that man,
It was a not a bullet or a bladed saw band,
But the Luckys on him,
What a disease, be damned, whoa oh
Whoa oh, whoa oh oh oh
Whoa oh, whoa oh oh oh
But in 1958 my grandfather Walt won an Ovalwood Safety Award
For his diligence, conduct, and attention to others
And for this, each week, he earned forty-five dollars
Walter, by Late Earth, written by my old college buddy and long-ago track & field adversary Mr. Evan Bujold
Dear Evan Hansen
We've been way too out of touch
Things have been crazy
And it sucks that we don't talk that much
But I should tell you that I think of you each night
I rub my nipples and start moaning with delight
Why would you write that?
I'm just trying to tell the truth
This needs to be perfect these emails have to prove that we were actually friends
Just I'll do it
I've gotta tell you, life without you has been hard (Hard?)
Has been bad (Bad?)
Has been rough (Kinky!)
And I miss talking about life and other stuff
Very specific Shut up!
I like my parents
Who says that?
I love my parents but each day's another fight
If I stop smoking drugs
Then everything might be alright
Smoking drugs? (Just fix it!)
If I stop smoking crack (Crack?!)
If I stop smoking pot
Then everything might be alright
I'll take your advice
I'll try to be more nice
I'll turn it around
Wait and see
'Cause all that it takes is a little reinvention
It’s easy to change if you give it your attention
All you gotta do is just believe you can be who you want to be
Sincerely, Me
Are we done yet?
Well I can't just give them one email I want to show that I was, like, a good friend, you know?
Oh my god
Dear Connor Murphy, Yes, I also miss our talks
Stop doing drugs Just try to take deep breaths and go on walks (no)
I'm sending pictures of the most amazing trees (No)
You'll be obsessed with all my forest expertise (Absolutely not)
Dude, I'm proud of you
Just keep pushing through
You're turning around
I can see
Just wait and see!
'Cause all that it takes is a little reinvention
It’s easy to change if you give it your attention
All you gotta do is just believe you can be who you want to be
Sincerely, Me
My sister's hot
What the hell! (My bad)
Dear Evan Hansen,
Thanks for every note you send
Dear Connor Murphy,
I'm just glad to be your friend
Our friendship goes beyond
Your average kind of bond
But not because we're gay
No, not because we're gay
We're close, but not that way
The only man that I love is my dad
Well anyway!
You're getting better every day
I'm getting better every day
We're getting better every day
Hey hey hey hey!
'Cause all that it takes is a little reinvention
It’s easy to change if you give it your attention
All you gotta do is just believe you can be who you want to be
Sincerely
Miss you dearly
Sincerely, Me
Sincerely, Me
Sincerely, Me
Sincerely, Me
"Yes, I am ignoring you as you're trying to catch my eye,
Because it's five minutes before we close, and it makes me want to cry,
'Cause I know you don't want to use the bathroom or just get a cup of coffee,
You want ninety g*#$$$n sandwiches and eighty-five smoothies."
It's like, "Seriously? there are four or five other restaurants on this street,
And they're all open way later than we are, we close in five minutes...
Seriously? You're going to sit here for at least another forty-five minutes
After I've got everything all closed down? No? Well, alright. Yeah, we'll make you food, but...
I'm gonna keep closing, so I hope you're a fan of death metal,
'Cause I like to listen to Cannibal Corpse while I vacuum.
Yeah.
So, uh... that's the first, the first job...
Second job is someone who sells alcohol and tobacco at perhaps a gas station, or a liquor store?
"I need to see your ID for cigarettes or beer,
Huh? Sorry "bro," student cards are not accepted here.
You're gonna have to find another place to find booze that tastes like Trix,
I'm not gonna go to jail so you can hit on high school chicks."
Actually, it doesn't taste like Trix, it's vodka that tastes like Fruit Loops,
And it's actually pretty delicious, but, um...
Fruit Loops doesn't rhyme, and Trix are for kids!
Anyway, this is... the last person...
Uh, it's a janitor. They can be the, uh... the angriest of people.
At least, on the short list. They can also be pretty great, though.
But, we're not here to talk about the good aspects of the job, so...
"I see you eat that candy bar with no trash can in sight.
You're gonna throw that wrapper in your pocket when you're finished with it, right?
No? Yeah, uh, that's cool, just throw it on the floor.
After all, I guess that's what janitors are for."
You really just wanna grab 'em by the throat,
Slam 'em up against the wall and say something to the effect of,
"Are you kidding me?
Yeah, those "ironic" parachute pants you're wearing have twenty pockets,
And you're telling me that they're all so full you can't fit a damn Hershey wrapper in there?
The amount of time it's going to take for you to walk around the corner,
Go into a bathroom and find a trash can...
No? Yeah? Oh, it's "job security."
That's real original, I never heard that one before, oh yeah.
Oh, I should have gone to college? Yeah, uh-huh, that's great, yeah.
You're, ah, you're a comedian, you're real great."
So.
Yeah, it's very frustrating.
But they say nothing is a waste of time if you learn something from it,
And I've definitely learned something from all of these experiences,
And more experiences that I'm not going to go into detail about.
Also pertaining to, uh... the labor industry.
But anyway, here's something I learned...
There's two types of people in this world,
And I'm not talking about boys and about girls.
The first type are courteous, respectful, decent human beings,
And the other type are degenerate,
Mouth-breathing,
Window-licking
A++@#*%S.
(And they can all rot in hell, with their AmEx platinum cards and Porsches.)
- Deviant Monday [David W.D. Montanye], "Talkin' S%** Job Blues"
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I'm looking over
my dead dog, Rover,
Who I hit with the power-mower!
One leg is missing,
the other is gone,
A third leg is scattered all over the lawn!
No need explaining
the one leg remaining
Is spinning on the carport floor...
I'm looking over my dead dog, Rover,
Who I'd over-looked befooore!
I'm looking over
my minced dog, Rover,
Who I hit with the power-mower!
My dog's not eating,
he no longer barks,
He hit the propeller and turned into sparks!
No need explaining,
there's no dog remaining;
He's part of the lawn, you see...
I'm looking over my dead dog, Rover,
Who I sent to Eternityyyyy!
I am hanging in the bathroom at the biggest party of the fall
I could stay right here or disappear
and nobody'd even notice at all
I'm a creeper in a bathroom cause my buddy kinda left me alone
but I'd rather fake pee than stand awkwardly
and pretend to check a text on my phone
Everything felt fine
when I was half of a pair
and through no fault of mine
there's no other half there
Now I'm just
Michael in the bathroom
Michael in the bathroom at a party
Forget how long its been
I'm just Michael in the bathroom
Michael in the bathroom at a party
No, you can't come in
I'm waiting it out 'til it's time to leave
and picking at grout as I softly grieve
I'm just
Michael who you don't know
Michael flying solo
Michael in the bathroom by himself
All by himself
I am hiding,
but he's out there
Just ignoring all our history
Memories get erased
And I'll get replaced
with a newer cooler version of me
And I hear a drunk girl
Singing along to Whitney through the door
"I wanna dance with somebody!"
And my feelings sink
Cause it makes me think
Now there's no one to make fun of drunk girls with anymore
now it's just
Michael in the bathroom
Michael in the bathroom at a party
I half regret the beers
Michael in the bathroom
Michael in the bathroom at a party
As I choke back the tears
I'll wait as long as I need
'Til my face is dry
Or I'll just blame it on weed
Or something in my eye
I'm just Michael
Who you don't know
Michael flyin' solo
Michael in the bathroom by himself
Knock, knock, knock, knock
They're gonna start to shout soon
Knock, knock, knock, knock
Ah hell yeah I'll be out soon
Knock, knock, knock, knock
It sucks he left me here alone
Knock, knock, knock, knock
Here in this teenage battlezone
Clang, clang, clang, clang
I feel the pressure blowing up
Bang, bang, bang, bang
My big mistake was showing up
Splash, splash, splash, splash
I throw some water in my face
And I am in a better place
I go to open up the door
But I can't hear knocking
Anymore
And I can't help but yearn
For a different time
And then I look in the mirror
And the present is clear
And there's no denying
I'm just
... at a party
Is there a sadder sight
Mmmmmmmmm
Michael in the bathroom at a party
This is a heinous night
I wish I stayed at home instead
Watching cable porn
Or wish I offed myself instead
Wish I was never born
I'm just Michael
Who's a loner
So he must be a stoner
Rides a PT Cruiser
God, he's such a loser
Michael flying solo
Who you think that you know
Michael in the bathroom by himself
All by himself
All by himself
When all you know about me
is my name
Awesome party
I'm so glad I came
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What can you expect
From filthy little heathens?
Their whole disgusting race is like a curse!
Their skin's a hellish red,
They're only good when dead,
They're vermin as I said, and worse!
They're SAVAGES!
SAVAGES!
Barely even human!
SAVAGES! SAVAGES!
Drive them from our shore!
They're not like you and me
Which means they must be evil
We must sound the drums of WAR!
They're SAVAGES!
SAVAGES!
Dirty redskin devils!
Now we sound the drums of WAR!
This is what we feared
The paleface is a demon
The only thing they feel at all is greed
Beneath that milky hide
There's emptiness inside...
I wonder if they even bleed!
They're SAVAGES!
SAVAGES!
Barely even human!
SAVAGES! SAVAGES!
Killers at the core!
They're different from us,
Which means they can't be trusted...
We must sound the drums of WAR!
They're SAVAGES!
SAVAGES!
First we deal with this one,
Then we sound the drums of WAR!
SAVAGES! SAVAGES!
Let's go get a few, men!
SAVAGES! SAVAGES!
Now it's up to you, men!
SAVAGES! SAVAGES!
Barely even human!
Now we sound the drums of WAR!
This will be the day...
(Let's go men!)
This will be the morning...
(Bring out the prisoner!)
We will see them dying in the dust!
Now, we make them pay...!
Now, without a warning...!
Now we leave 'em blood and bone and rust!
It's THEM or US!
They're just a bunch of filthy, stinking....
SAVAGES!
SAVAGES!
Demons!
Devils!
Kill them!
SAVAGES!
SAVAGES!
What are we waiting for???
Destroy their evil race
until there's not a trace left!
We will sound the drums of WAR! SAVAGES! SAVAGES!
Now we sound the drums of WAR! SAVAGES! SAVAGES!
Now we sound the drums of WAR! SAVAGES! SAVAGES!
Now we see what comes
of trying to be chums!
Now we sound the drums of...
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One Night in Bankok
[THE AMERICAN]
Bangkok, Oriental setting
And the city don't know that the city is getting
The creme de la creme of the chess world in a
Show with everything but Yul Brynner
Time flies - doesn't seem a minute
Since the Tirolean spa had the chess boys in it
All change - don't you know that when you
Play at this level there's no ordinary venue
It's Iceland - or the Philippines - or Hastings - or -
or this place!
[COMPANY]
One night in Bangkok and the world's your oyster
The bars are temples but the pearls ain't free
You'll find a god in every golden cloister
And if you're lucky then the god's a she
I can feel an angel sliding up to me
[THE AMERICAN]
One town's very like another
When your head's down over your pieces, brother
[COMPANY]
It's a drag, it's a bore, it's really such a pity
To be looking at the board, not looking at the city
[THE AMERICAN]
Whaddya mean? Ya seen one crowded, polluted, stinking town -
[COMPANY]
Tea, girls, warm, sweet
Some are set up in the Somerset Maugham suite
[THE AMERICAN]
Get Thai'd! You're talking to a tourist
Whose every move's among the purest
I get my kicks above the waistline, sunshine
[COMPANY]
One night in Bangkok makes a hard man humble
Not much between despair and ecstasy
One night in Bangkok and the tough guys tumble
Can't be too careful with your company
I can feel the devil walking next to me
[THE AMERICAN]
Siam's gonna be the witness
To the ultimate test of cerebral fitness
This grips me more than would a
Muddy old river or reclining Buddha
And thank God I'm only watching the game - controlling it -
I don't see you guys rating
The kind of mate I'm contemplating
I'd let you watch, I would invite you
But the queens we use would not excite you
So you better go back to your bars, your temples, your massage
parlours -
[COMPANY]
One night in Bangkok and the world's your oyster
The bars are temples but the pearls ain't free
You'll find a god in every golden cloister
A little flesh, a little history
I can feel an angel sliding up to me
One night in Bangkok makes a hard man humble
Not much between despair and ecstasy
One night in Bangkok and the tough guys tumble
Can't be too careful with your company
I can feel the devil walking next to me
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I moved out to Langley recently
with a plain and simple dream:
Want to infiltrate some Third-World place
and topple their regime
those men in black with their matching suitcases
where everything's on a need to know basis
agents got that swagger!
Everyone's so cloak-and-dagger!
I'm feeling nervous but I'm really kinda wishin'
for an undercover mission
that's when the red alert came on the radio
and I put my ear piece on!
Got my dark sunglasses on!
And I had my weapon drawn!
So I get my handcuffs!
My cyanide pills!
My classified dossier!
Tappin' the phones like YEAH!
Shreddin' the files like YEAH!
I memorized all the enemy spies I gotta neutralize today
YEAH-EAH-EAHHH It's a Party In The C.I.A.!
YEAH-EAH-EAHHH It's a Party In The C.I.A.!!!
I've done a couple of crazy things that have almost gotten me dismissed
like terminate some head of state who wasn't even on my list
Burn that microfilm, buddy, will you?
I'd tell you why but then I'd have to kill you
You need a quickie confession?
We'll start a waterboarding session!
No hurry on that South American dictator
I'll assassinate him later
that's when he walked right in my laser sights
and my silencer was on!
And my silencer was on!
And another target's GONE!
Yeah we got our BLAAACK OPS all over the world
from Kazakhstan to Bombay!
Paying the bribes like YEAH!
Plugging the leaks like YEAH!
Interrogating the scum of the earth
we'll break 'em by the break of day!
YEAH-EAH-EAHHH It's a Party In The C.I.A.!
YEAH-EAH-EAHHH It's a Party In The C.I.A.!!!
Need a country destabilized?
Look no further, we're your guys!
We've got snazzy suits and ties
and a better dental plan than the FBI's!!!
Better put your hands up and get in the van
or else you'll get blown away!
Staging a coup like YEAH!
Brainwashing moles like YEAH!
We only TOOORTURE the folks we don't like
You're probably gonna be OK
YEAH-EAH-EAHHH It's a Party In The C.I.A.!
YEAH-EAH-EAHHH It's a Party In The C.I.A.!!!
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IIIIIIT's breasticaboobical, chesticamammical,
pendular, globular fun!
Fleshical-orbalal moundular-scoopular???
Right-o, that's the one!
Is it gluteal maximal, tushital-crackular
bunular morning 'till night?
Well, you're absotiglandular, fanny-fantastical,
masticafleshular right!!!
It's an arealogical, autoerotical, tubular, boobular joy!
An exposular-regional, batchical-pouchular fun for girl and boy!!!
A latissimal-dorsical, hung-like-a-horsical, calipyligical ball...
...the most bunular-funular...
...Fruit-of-the-Loomular...
...Frenchical-tongular...
...wabitaboobular,
pendular-funular, Fruit-of-the-Loomular,
Frenchical-tongular, wabitaboobular,
chestica-orbical, smorgastiboobular,
tushibuttcheekular ball...movie of them all!!!
Under domes of anguish, I dwell…
Through the bleak and bitter night
Across the plains of blackened shards
I call your hallowed name
Bound by the shackles of time
Cathedrals of mourning I'll find
Cathedrals of mourning, now mine
The soaring pinnacles touching the ashen sky…
The gods of nightside realm
Cold eyes carved in the stones
Watching over these somber halls of wailing and fear
For the ones who never die
Dreaming through forgotten times
I call your hallowed name
From beyond the grim stars
Not dead which eternal lie
With stranger aeons death may die
I call your hallowed name
Chained by the sigils of moon
I witness the rise of elder gods
From the formless void
Beyond the screaming stars
New dawn that shall arrive
Blood moon and evernight
Now hear the call to arms
Your banner high above the restless hordes
Burning pits of sacrifice
Hecatombs of broken hearts
I call your hallowed name
Ever-changing mistress of night
Now the sky turns black and all shall fall…
Darkness
Bind me
Fill me
From beyond the stars
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Well, I went for a drive in my pickup truck
I picked up my girl
'cause I wanted to
show her my gloves
'cause she had on her mitts
And I blushed brightly
when she showed me her
perfume that she buys
whenever Avon calls
So I took off my pants
and I showed her my...
...POLKA-DOT UNDIES!!!
My polka-dot undies!
-
Yeah, my polka-dot undies from Miracle Mart
I said, "Look, be careful
I think I'm gonna
Turn a sharp corner
and go up on the grass"
She leaned out the window
and I thought I saw her
Pointing to something that
flashed by real quick
She said, "Hey, look at that!
It looks just like your...
...POLKA-DOT UNDIES!!!"
Polka-dot undies!
-
Yeah, my polka-dot undies that I wear back-to-front
She smiled and she said,
"Have you seen my
"Brother's new car?
The one that he stole?"
Then she asked me to look up her
Whole damn family
and I went into shock
When I found out it was her sister
who really liked...
...POLKA-DOT UNDIES!!!
Polka-dot undies!
Yeah!
-
Well, I took her out to dinner but on one thing she was firm:
She'd swallow almost anything except for
Stories that her brother
didn't like birds
But hung around leather bars
and liked to eat
Fish and chips
and he still sucked his thumb
I said, "I don't mind!"
And she kissed me on my...
...POLKA-DOT UNDIES!!!
My polka-dot undies!
-
I kissed her softly and I said, "I'll tell you what:
"Let's roll up the windows,
and I'll eat your
Last bar of chocolate,
the one that's in the parcel"
She said, "No, no, no",
and she called me a
Taxi; And I said, "I beg your pardon!
"But get me home real fast before I lose my...
...POLKA-DOT UNDIES!!!"
Polka-dot undies!!!
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The moral of this story,
like a jewel it is gleamin'
But you'll never find it
in a glass of warm
Milk or tea,
'cause it will not fit
And you probably already think
that I am full of
Vague innuendos and
double-meanin' rhymes
But I'll tell you that obscenity is all in your...
...POLKA-DOT UNDIES!!!
Yeah, your edible undies!!!
YOUR POLKA-DOT UNDIES!
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This land is your land, this land is my land
From California to the New York island,
From the Redwood Forest to the Gulf Stream waters;
This land was made for you and me.
As I was walking that ribbon of highway
I saw above me that endless skyway;
I saw below me that golden valley;
This land was made for you and me.
I've roamed and rambled and I followed my footsteps
To the sparkling sands of her diamond deserts;
And all around me a voice was sounding;
This land was made for you and me.
When the sun came shining, and I was strolling,
And the wheat fields waving and the dust clouds rolling,
As the fog was lifting a voice was chanting:
This land was made for you and me.
As I went walking I saw a sign there,
And on the sign it said "No Trespassing."
But on the other side it didn't say nothing.
That side was made for you and me.
In the shadow of the steeple I saw my people,
By the relief office I seen my people;
As they stood there hungry, I stood there asking
Is this land made for you and me?
Nobody living can ever stop me,
As I go walking that freedom highway;
Nobody living can ever make me turn back
This land was made for you and me.
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Stand up, all victims of oppression
For the tyrants fear your might.
Don't cling so hard to your possessions
For you have nothing if you have no rights!
Let racist ignorance be ended
For respect makes the empires fall.
Freedom is merely privilege extended
Unless enjoyed by one and all!
[Chorus]
So come brothers and sisters
For the struggle carries on!
The Internationale
Unites the world in song!
So comrades, come rally
For this is the time and place!
The international ideal
Unites the human race!
Let no one build walls to divide us
Walls of hatred nor walls of stone—
Come greet the dawn and stand beside us
We'll live together or we'll die alone!
In our world poisoned by exploitation
Those who have taken, now they must give!
And end the vanity of nations
We've but one Earth on which to live!
[Chorus]
So come brothers and sisters
For the struggle carries on!
The Internationale
Unites the world in song!
So comrades, come rally
For this is the time and place!
The international ideal
Unites the human race!
And so begins the final drama
In the streets and in the fields—
We stand unbowed before their armour
We defy their guns and shields!
When we fight, provoked by their aggression
Let us be inspired by life and love,
For though they offer us concessions
Change will not come from above!
[Chorus]
So come brothers and sisters
For the struggle carries on!
The Internationale
Unites the world in song!
So comrades, come rally
For this is the time and place!
The international ideal
Unites the human race!
A great example of some truly vintage low-key shade:
You've been through all of F. Scott Fitzgerald's books
You're very well-read, it's well-known
- Bob Dylan, "Ballad Of A Thin Man" (1965)
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Michael Rennie was ill,
The Day the Earth Stood Still,
But he told us where we stand
And Flash Gordon was there,
In silver underwear,
Claude Rains was The Invisible Man
Then something went wrong,
For Fay Wray and King Kong,
They got caught in a celluloid jam!
Then at a deadly pace,
It Came From Outer Space ,
And this is how the message ran...
Science-Fiction Double-Feature!
Doctor X will build a creature!
See androids fighting Brad and Janet!
Anne Francis stars in Forbidden Planet!
At the late night, double feature, picture show!
I knew Leo G. Carroll
Was over a barrel
When Tarantula took to the hills
And I really got hot
When I saw Janette Scott
Fight a Triffid that spits poison and kills
Dana Andrews said prunes
Gave him the runes
And passing them used lots of skills
But When Worlds Collide
Said George Pal to his bride
I'm gonna give you some terrible thrills
Science-Fiction Double-Feature!
Doctor X will build a creature!
See androids fighting Brad and Janet!
Anne Francis stars in Forbidden Planet!
At the late night, double feature, picture show!
Wo oh oh oh oh oh
At the late night, double feature, picture show
I wanna go - Oh oh oh oh
To the late night, double feature, picture show
By R.K.O. - Wo oh oh oh
To the late night, double feature, picture show
In the back row - Oh oh oh oh
To the late night, double feature, picture show...
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1989 the number another summer (get down)
Sound of the funky drummer
Music hitting your heart 'cause I know you got soul
(Brothers and sisters, hey)
Listen if you're missing y'all
Swinging while I'm singing
Giving whatcha getting
Knowing what I know
While the Black bands sweatin'
And the rhythm rhymes rollin'
Got to give us what we want (uh)
Gotta give us what we need (hey)
Our freedom of speech is freedom or death
We got to fight the powers that be!
Lemme hear you say
Fight the power! (lemme hear you say)
Fight the power!
Fight the power!
Fight the power!
Fight the power!
Fight the power!
Fight the power!
We've got to fight the powers that be
As the rhythm designed to bounce
What counts is that the rhymes
Designed to fill your mind
Now that you've realized the pride's arrived
We got to pump the stuff to make us tough
From the heart
It's a start, a work of art
To revolutionize make a change nothing's strange
People, people we are the same
No we're not the same
'Cause we don't know the game
What we need is awareness, we can't get careless
You say what is this?
My beloved let's get down to business
Mental self defensive fitness
(Yo) bum rush the show
You gotta go for what you know
To make everybody see, in order to fight the powers that be!
Lemme hear you say
Fight the power! (lemme hear you say)
Fight the power!
Fight the power!
Fight the power!
Fight the power!
Fight the power!
Fight the power!
We've got to fight the powers that be!
Fight the power! (lemme hear you say)
Fight the power!
Fight the power!
Fight the power!
Fight the power!
Fight the power!
We've got to fight the powers that be!
Elvis was a hero to most but he
Elvis was a hero to most
Elvis was a hero to most
But he never meant s--t to me you see
Straight up racist that sucker was
Simple and plain
Mother f--k him and John Wayne
'Cause I'm Black and I'm proud
I'm ready and hyped plus I'm amped
Most of my heroes don't appear on no stamps
Sample a look back you look and find
Nothing but rednecks for four hundred years if you check
Don't worry be happy
Was a number one jam
D--n if I say it you can slap me right here
(Get it) let's get this party started right
Right on, c'mon
What we got to say (yeah)
Power to the people no delay
Make everybody see
In order to fight the powers that be!
Fight the power!
Fight the power!
Fight the power!
Fight the power!
We've got to fight the powers that be!
What have we got to say? (yeah)
Fight the power! (yeah, yeah, yeah)
What have we got to say? (yeah)
Fight the power! (come on)
What have we got to say? (yeah)
Fight the power (yeah, yeah, yeah)
What have we got to say? (yeah)
Fight the power! (come on)
There's a great and a bloody fight 'round this whole world tonight
And the battle, the bombs and shrapnel reign
Hitler told the world around he would tear our union down
But our union's gonna break them slavery chains
Our union's gonna break them slavery chains
I walked up on a mountain in the middle of the sky
Could see every farm and every town
I could see all the people in this whole wide world
That's the union that'll tear the fascists down, down, down
That's the union that'll tear the fascists down
When I think of the men and the ships going down
While the Russians fight on across the Don
There's London in ruins and Paris in chains
Good people, what are we waiting on?
Good people, what are we waiting on?
So, I thank the Soviets and the mighty Chinese vets
The Allies the whole wide world around
To the battling British, thanks, you can have ten million Yanks
If it takes 'em to tear the fascists down, down, down
If it takes 'em to tear the fascists down But
When I think of the ships and the men going down
And the Russians fight on across the Don
There's London in ruins and Paris in chains
Good people, what are we waiting on?
Good people, what are we waiting on?
So I thank the Soviets and the mighty Chinese vets
The Allies the whole wide world around
To the battling British, thanks, you can have ten million Yanks
If it takes 'em to tear the fascists down, down, down
If it takes 'em to tear the fascists down
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Ahhhhhhhhh!!!
Ya ya yaaaah!
Ya ya yaaah!
Yaaah ya yah!
Ohohohohoooo!
Oh ya yaaah!
Ya ya yaaah!
Yaaah ya yah!
Ye-ye-ye-ye-yeh!
Ye-ye-yeh!
Ye-ye-yeh!
Ohohohohoh!
Ye-ye-ye-ye-yeh!
Ye-ye-yeh
Ye-ye-yeh!
Ohohohohooooooooooo!
Aaaaoooooh aaaooo!
Hooo haha!
Nah nah nah nah!
Nuh nuh nuh
Nuh nuh nuh
Nuh nuh nuh
Nuh nuh nah!!!
Nah nah nah nah nun
Nun-ah nun
Nun-ah nuh
Nah nah nah nah nah!
Dah dah daaaaaaaaaah...
Da-da-dah...
Daaah.
Da-dah...
Lololololoooooooooooooo!!!
Lah la-laaah
La la laaah!
Haha!
Ohohohoho!
ho-ho-ho
ho-ho-ho!
Oh-ho-ho-ho-ho!
Ohohohoho!
ho-ho-ho
ho-ho-ho!
Lololololooo...
AAIIEEEEEEEEEEEEE
eeeee-eeeee-EEEEEEEEE!!!
Luh-luh-lah...
Lah
Lah-
Ohohohohooooooooo!
BOPadududu-dah-da-du-daaaah!
Da-da-daaaah
Daaah
Da-daaah...
Lololololo
lololo
Lalalalah!!!
Trololololo
lalala!
Oh-hahaha-ho!
Haha-hehe-ho!
Hohoho-he-ho!
Hahahaha-ho!
Lolololololo
Lolololololo
Lolololololo
Lololo-LA!
Aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh!
La-la-laaaah!
La la laaaah!
Laaaah
La-lah...
Ohohohohoooooooooo!
La, la-laaah!
La-la-laaah
haha...
Lololololo
Lololo
Lololo!
Ohohohoho!
Lololololo
Lololo
Lololo
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Tonight's the night that we got the truck
We're going downtown, gonna beat up drunks
Your turn to drive, I'll bring the beer
It's an easy shift, no one to fear
Let's ride, ride how we ride
Let's ride, low ride
It's roundup time where the good whores meet
We're gonna drag one screaming off the street
Let's ride, ride how we ride
Got a black uniform and a silver badge
Playing cops for real, playing cops for pay
Let's ride, low ride
Pull down your dress, here's a kick in the a--
Let's beat you blue, 'till you s--t your pants
Don't move child, I gotta big black stick
There's six of us babe, so suck on my d--k
Ride, ride how we ride
Ride, low ride
The left newspapers might whine a bit
But the guys at the station, they don't give a s--t
Dispatch calls, "Are ya doin' somethin' wicked?"
"No siree, Jack, we're just givin' tickets!"
Let's ride, ride how we ride
Let's ride, ride how we ride
Let's ride, ride how we ride
Let's ride, low ride
Inflammable material, planted in my head—
It's a suspect device that's left two thousand dead!
Their solutions are our problems
They put up the wall
On each side, time and prime us
Make sure we get f--k all.
They play their games of power
They cut and mark the pack
They deal us to the bottom
But what do they put back?
Don't believe them!
Don't believe them!
Don't be bitten twice!
You gotta suss, suss, suss, suss, suss, suss
Suss—Suspect device!
They take away our freedom
In the name of liberty
Why can't they all just clear off?
Why can't they let us be?
They make us feel indebted
For saving us from hell
And then they put us through it—
It's time the bastards fell!
Don't believe them!
Don't believe them!
Don't be bitten twice!
You gotta suss, suss, suss, suss, suss, suss
Suss—Suspect device!
Don't believe them!
Don't believe them!
I tell ya, question everything you're told!
Just take a look around you
At the bitterness and spite
Why can't we take over
and try to put it right?
Please don't believe us!
Don't believe us!
Don't be bitten twice!
You gotta suss, suss, suss, suss, suss, suss
Suss—Suspect device@
We're a suspect device if we do what we're told!
But a suspect device can score an own goal!
I'm a suspect device the Army can't defuse!
You're a suspect device they know they can't refuse!
We're gonna blow up in their face!
https://youtu.be/guVA9nYEjWU
Punch em in the dick! (What?)
Punch em in the dick! (What?)
F%$~ers talk s@+#
I'mma punch em in the dick!
Punch em in the dick!
Punch em in the dick!
Motheruckers talk s&#*
I'mma punch em in the dick!
Yo, look at that chump
See the way that he struts?
Don't kick him in the rump
Go nuts on his nuts
Just pop a squat
Start lettin' off the shots
Like knock-knock-knock
Just cold-cocked his cock
To all the cock-knockers
Nut-crackers
Ball breakers
Peter-beaters
Keep on boxin them baby-makers
With a sock to the jock
Better make that a double
Just a couple rounds of knuckles beneath the buckle and he'll buckle
If you're in trouble, give him some urine trouble
Hand him his balls and tell him, "Better learn to juggle"
Turn his pebbles into rubble
Make him wonder what might've been
Make it so the South will never rise again!
Now every man claims to be the toughest and the meanest
But watch your crotch
'Cause soon the losers will be the wieners
And the winners in all the gladiator arenas
Are always the ones who go
Straight for the penis!
I'll give your willy a welt
Like you ain't never felt
Soon as I've knelt
I'mma pelt you below the belt
Like bang!
Bust 'em in the wang
Like it ain't no thang
Now you really can't hang
But you ain't gotta be a dude
S*~&, I'll dick-punch a chick
'Cause I don't discriminate when I punch em in the dick
Whether Suzy Homemaker or a floozy homewrecker
I'mma deck 'er in the pecker motherfecker!
It could be yo mama
Better be no drama
You could be the Dalai Lama
I'mma still put it on ya
With a right, left, right, left
You're dick-punched
Then you say, "G+~%%!n my s$#@'s crunched!"
Scrotum? Hell it damn near killed him
I don't care if you live in Bodom, man
Forget about children!
You ain't gotta know Kung-Fu
To bust some ninja s~$@
F%** Sun Tzu, you wanna learn the Art of War?
Just punch 'em in the dick!
We got a brand new dance
It's called, "Punch his ass right in the dick."
We got a brand new dance
It's called, "Punch his ass right in the dick."
Any o' you snotty kids be talkin' s@&@
I'mma drop a fist on your naughty bits
I got punches a-plentiful
You bet your rear end it'll sting
When I start swingin' on your genitals
Cuz then it'll swell up
All outta proportion
Lookin' like an eggplant forced in through your foreskin
Nevermind abortion
Forget vasectomy
I got yer birth control: POW
Nut check, homey!
I'll punch God in the dick
I'll punch Mary in the dick
I'll punch Jesus Christ in the dick
I'll punch Cheney in the dick
I'll punch Powell in his colon
I'll punch George in his bush
I'll punch Condoleeza Rice in the dick!!!
Eritis sicut dii
Thus sermonized the serpent ov Eden
Thus struck the breath ov the Earth
And thus flooded the blood ov the soil
Slither into the gaping void!
I worship Thee, O vicious man!
Now mark my words ye mortal race
Feed my wrath with lion's gore
Feed my envy with the fat ov lambs
As the wicked ways will flourish
Behold the monuments ov God decay
Lex Divinus, I stamp to dust
I despoil the holy books
I desecrate the angelic verses
Like dead leaves wither they to ash
As I am leading the hosts ov stars
Onwards, embrace the Sur
In absentia Dei we sermonize
In ecclesia Satani
Thy might is right!
I have watched the birth ov planets
I have witnessed the death ov worlds
I've conducted the choir ov stars
I have ridden the tail ov the comet
As I've transformed
From God to ash
From dust to Man
In absentia Dei we evangelize
In absentia Christi
We spread like swarming plagues
In ecclesia Satani
Thy might is right!
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I want another slice of rhubarb tart
I want another lovely slice
I'm not disparaging the blueberry pie
But rhubarb tart is oh-so-very nice!
A rhubarb what??? A rhubarb tart!
A what-barb tart??? A rhu-barb tart!
I want another slice of rhubarb tart!
The principles of modern philosophy
Were postulated by Descartes
Discarding everything he wasn't certain of
He said, "I think therefore I am a rhubarb tart!"
A rhubarb what??? A rhubarb tart!
Rene who? Rene Descartes!
Poor mutt, he thought he was a rhubarb tart!
Rhubarb tart has fascinated all the poets
Especially the Immortal Bard
He made Richard the Third call out at Bosworth Field
"My kingdom for a slice of rhubarb tart!"
Immortal what??? Immortal tart!
Rhubarb what??? A rhubarb Bard!
As rhymes go that is really pretty bad!
Since Wassily, Kandinsky, and Paul Klee
Laid down the axioms of abstract art
Even Jackson Pollock and Piet Mondrian
Prefer to paint a slice of rhubarb tart!
Wassi who??? A Wassi-ly!
Kandin who??? A Kandin-sky!
And how he get in there for a start?
Read all the existentialist philosophers
Like Schopenhauer and Jean-Paul Sarte
Even Martin Heidegger agreed on one thing:
"Eternal happiness is rhubarb tart!"
A rhubarb what??? A rhubarb tart!
Jean-Paul who??? Jean Paul Sarte!
That sounds just like a rhyme from Lionel Barte!
I'm sorry...
If however you're a beekeeper, accountancy, Sir-General-in-Command,
Our advice to you is always go to work
On a slice of Rhubarb Taaaaart!!!
Oh, the sand keeps fallin' through the hourglass
There's no way you're gonna slow it down
You say, "We gotta treasure each moment
Who knows how long we're gonna be around?"
Yeah, you keep on telling me life is short
And it's hard to disagree with what you say
But if time is so precious, why you wastin' mine?
'Cause I'm always reading, always deleting
Every useless piece of garbage that you send my way
Every stupid hoax, all those corny jokes
Stop forwarding that crap to me
Well, I don't need tons of cringe inducing puns
Stop forwarding that crap to me
No, it isn't okay if you brighten my day
With some cut and pasted, hackneyed Hallmark poetry
And I didn't request a personality test
Stop forwarding that crap to me
You're sending virus-laden, bandwidth-hogging attachments
To every single person you know
You're passin' 'round a link to some dumb thing on YouTube
That everybody else already saw 3 years ago
And wacky, badly photoshopped billboards were never that amusing to me
And I just can't believe you believe those urban legends
But I have high hopes someone'll point you towards Snopes
And debunk that crazy junk you're spewing constantly
No, I don't want a bowl of Chicken Soup for the Soul
Stop forwarding that crap to me
Send more top ten lists and I'll slash my wrists
Stop forwarding that crap to me
Well, I'm sorry I can't accept your paranoid rant
And I don't want the Neiman-Marcus cookie recipe
Won't you kindly refrain, 'cause it's hurting my brain
Stop forwarding that crap to me
Like glittery hearts and unicorns and pictures of somebody's cat
Now tell me,
In what alternate reality would I care about something like that?
And by the way,
Your quotes from George Carlin aren't really George Carlin
Mr. Rogers never fought the Viet Cong
And Bill Gates is never gonna give me something for nothing
And I highly doubt some dead girl's gonna
Kill me if I don't pass your letter along
Well, now I know you're wishin' I'll sign your petition
But stop forwarding that crap to me
And I don't wanna read your series of conspiracy theories
Just stop forwarding that crap to me
And your 2 million loser friends all have my address now
'Cause you never figured out the way to BCC
Now, I gotta insist
Take me off of your list
Stop forwarding that crap to me
Just stop it now (Stop forwarding that crap to me)
Oh, no, whoa (Stop forwarding that crap to me)
I can't take it (Stop forwarding that crap to me)
Ah, please (Stop forwarding that crap to me)
You gotta stop (Stop forwarding that crap to me)
Right now (Stop forwarding that crap to me)
I'm not kidding (Stop forwarding that crap to me)
At the risk of being slightly
Repetitious gonna ask you now to stop (Stop)
Sending me that (Crap)
I don't want it
Don't send it to me
Don't send it to me
Just stop (Stop forwarding that crap to me)
Oh, stop forwarding that crap to me
To me
Source: Musixmatch
Songwriters: "weird Al" Yankovic
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Heaven, heaven’s bodies
Whirl around me, make me wonder
They say back then our universe was an empty sea
Until a silver fox and her cunning mate
Began to sing a song that became the world we know
Heaven, heaven’s bodies
Whirl around me, make me wonder
And they say back then our universe was a cold black egg
Until the god inside burst out and from its shattered shell
He made what became the world we know
Heaven, heaven’s bodies
Whirl around me, make me wonder
And they say back then our universe was an endless land
Until our ancestors woke up and before they went back to sleep
They carved it all into the world we know
Heaven, heaven’s bodies
Whirl around me, make me wonder
And they say back then our universe wasn’t even there
Until a sudden bang and then there was light, was sound, was matter
And it all became the world we know
Heaven, heaven’s bodies
Whirl around me and dance eternal
Have you seen the little piggies
Crawling in the dirt?
And for all the little piggies
Life is getting worse.
Always having dirt to play around in!
Have you seen the bigger piggies
In their starched white shirts?
You will find the bigger piggies
Stirring up the dirt.
Always have clean shirts to play around in!
In their sties with all their backing
They don't care what goes on around.
In their eyes there's something lacking
What they need's a damn good whacking!
Everywhere there's lots of piggies
Living piggy lives.
You can see them out for dinner
With their piggy wives,
Clutching forks and knives to eat their bacon!
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A wizard's staff has a knob on the end
It never will buckle, it never will bend
He cherishes it, and he calls it his friend,
and he frequently takes it in haaand!
A wizard's staff is the source of his power.
He checks up on it every hour on the hour
And he's never surprised when it turns to a flower --
The fairest throughout all the laaand!
The staff of a wizard with honour is crowned.
Without it a wizard will rarely be found.
'Tis big and it's round and weighs three to the pound
And without it he's truly unmaaanned!
The staff of a wizard can do mighty deeds.
It protects him from harm and attends to his needs,
Provides him with banquets upon which he feeds
And potions on which he gets caaanned!
Whenever a wizard is lonely or sad,
Or feeling dejected, or puzzled, or mad,
He turns to his staff, and things don't seem so bad --
By it he is never trepaaanned!
The staff of a wizard is dear to his heart
The source and the succour of his magic art.
They travel together, are never apart,
A relationship few understaaand!
The wizard is rarely of heroic build
Were it not for his staff, he would surely be killed.
By demons or monsters his blood would be spilled
All over the pitiless saaand!
A wizard in thought, word, and deed should be chaste
If he is not, he's considered disgraced
Although in his dreams he is often embraced
By ladies both lissom and taaanned!
The staff of a wizard is polished with care.
He anoints it with spices and unguents rare,
Bedecks it with silver and jewels most fair,
And on feast days he has it japaaanned!
A wizard when young has a staff that is small.
It's puny and weak, ineffective withal.
It grows with his power until it stands tall
As his fame and his glory expaaand!
The staff of a wizard can hold many spells
For finding lost objects or dowsing new wells
For banishing demons to bottomless hells
Or bringing them back on demaaand!
A wizard's staff can do manifold tricks
To puzzle the nobles and fuddle the hicks
It rescues the wizard from many a fix --
It is totally at his commaaand!
When a wizard is old, and is starting to fade
He looks on his staff that with cunning he made
The crown of hs life and the tool of his trade
And together they make their last staaand...!
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Forged in a foundry, the brightest blade
The princess has vanished without a trace
My sword shall guide him to his goal
(The darkest minions come to avenge their fallen)
Armour of iron, it's made to last
Helmet of mythril, its shine is cast,
No turning back now, too late to run
Carry your sword like the warrior of legend
The odds are against you, they're closing in
Superior knowledge will help you win
Without the key you're stuck here
The maiden's life depends on you
The future is never certain
The pathway is rarely narrow
Only the mission matters now
Just pray the purest heart can win the day
Though the evil wizard's spell is cast,
The warrior shows his mettle
Daughter of the king,
Fairest maiden in all the realm.
Evil shall not triumph over good
He's coming to slay this foulness
Yay, he took his vows,
Knight championed to serve his king
The future is never certain,
The roadway is rarely stable
A true hero walks the hardest route,
To fight for truth against the bravest odds
The future is never guaranteed,
The highway is wrought with dangerous ends
Carry your sword and raise your shield,
The hardest fight of all lies straight ahead
Waging epic battle, with the wizard and his evil magic
(The hero's wavering)
All his strongest devils gather with him seeking your destruction
(Foulest incantations)
Perseverance guides you to the end. The evil can't withstand
the force behind your mighty blows. The master knows his time is coming
Now's the time to be most cautious. Pull no punches. Give no mercy.
Swing your sword to end this fight, the princess cannot last much longer.
The battle for evil has ended
The warrior's body WEARY
Princess in arm, he stumbles home
The mission's goal so close he carries on
The outcome is never guaranteed
A hero's welcome awaits you now
Maybe a shower and massage,
A happy ending if ever I heard one
Oh! That massage sure sounds nice.
Armour of iron, it's made to last
Helmet of mythril, its shine is cast
No turning back now, too late to run
carry your head higher, you're the warrior of legend
All of the maidens, they want you now
But most of all longs the princess fair (most of them all)
A fine king you'll make, some day I'm sure
At least till the sequel, where you'll have to do the same damn thing again!
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If God had long hair and a goatee
And if His eyes were pretty glazed
If He looked spaced-out
Would you buy His story?
Would you believe He had an eye infection?
And yeah, yeah, God looks baked
Yeah, yeah, God smells good
Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah yeah!
What if God smoked cannabis?
Hit the bong like some of us?
Drove a tie-dyed microbus,
And He subscribes to Rolling Stone?
If God made this place, In The Beginning
Did He plant any seeds?
Or did He put them there for Adam and Eve
So they'd be hungry for the Apple
That the Snake was always offering?
And yeah, yeah, God rolls great
Yeah yeah God smells good
Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah yeah!
What if God smoked cannabis?
Do you suppose He had a buzz
When He made the platypus???
When He created Earth, our home?
Does He like Pearl Jam, or the Stones?
And do you think He rolls His own?
Up there in Heaven on the throne
And when the saints go marching home
Maybe He sits and smokes a bowl...
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You call yourself a Christian,
I think that you're a hypocrite
You say you are a patriot,
I think that you're a crock of s+~&
And listen now, the gasoline
I drink it every day
But it's getting very pricey
...and who is going to pay?
How come you're so wrong
My Sweet Neo-Con...?
It's liberty for all
'Cause democracy's our style
Unless you are against us -
Then it's prison without trial!
But one thing that is certain:
Life is good at Halliburton!
If you're really so astute
You should invest at Brown & Root ....
How come you're so wrong
My Sweet Neo-Con?
If you turn out right
I'll eat my hat tonight
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Life's getting very scary
Yes, I'm frightened out of my wits
There's bombers in my bedroom
Yeah and it's giving me the s+%!s
We must have lots more bases
To protect us from our foes !
Who needs these foolish friendships?
We're going it alone !
How come you're so wrong
My Sweet Neo-Con?
Where's the money gone?
In the Pentagon!!!
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Quantum mechanic!
The matrix mathematic!
My Honda is erratic
I'll show you the schematic-matic...
Quantum mechanic!
It's costing me a packet
I know that you can hack it
I wanna see you jack it, jack it, jack it
Come on now (Dance!)
Come on now (Dance!)
Move your body
To the beat, boy
Slide your body
Next to me
And feel the rhythm
Dance with me again
Quantum mechanic!
The matrix mathematic!
My Honda is erratic
I'll show you the schematic-matic...
Quantum mechanic!
It's costing me a packet
I know that you can hack it
I wanna see you jack it, jack it, jack it
Come on now (Dance!)
Come on now (Dance!)
(Feel the rhythm and dance!)
(Feel the rhythm and dance!)
(Dance!)
Move, move to the groove, just bust a move
Get with the boogie and
Sound waves in the rave, my body sways
My brain is opening
Move, move to the groove, just bust a move
Get with the boogie and
Sound waves in the rave, my body sways
My brain is opening
DJ, bomb the bass, my thoughts erase
My body's booming and
Feet, feet, feel the beat, make my own heat
Now I'm complete
DJ, bomb the bass, my thoughts erase
My body's booming and
Feet, feet, feel the beat, make my own heat
Now I'm complete
Move your body (Move your body!)
To the beat, boy
Slide your body (Move your body!)
Next to me
And feel the rhythm (Feel the rhythm and dance!)
Dance with me again
Quantum mechanic!
The matrix mathematic!
My Honda is erratic
I'll show you the schematic-matic-matic...
Come on now
Quantum mechanic!
The matrix mathematic!
My Honda is erratic
I'll show you the schematic-matic-matic...
Come on now
Quantum mechanic!
The matrix mathematic!
My Honda is erratic
I'll show you the schematic-matic-matic...
Come on now
Quantum mechanic!
The matrix mathematic!
My Honda is erratic
I'll show you the schematic-matic-matic...
Come on now
Quantum mechanic...!!!
[Chorus:]
Which side are you on boys?
Which side are you on?
Which side are you on boys?
Which side are you on?
They say in Harlan County
There are no neutrals there.
You'll either be a union man
Or a thug for J. H. Blair.
[Chorus]
My daddy was a miner,
And I'm a miner's son,
He'll be with you fellow workers
Until this battle's won.
[Chorus]
Oh workers can you stand it?
Oh tell me how you can?
Will you be a lousy scab
Or will you be a man?
[Chorus]
Come all you good workers,
Good news to you I'll tell
Of how the good old union
Has come in here to dwell.
Which side are you on?
Which side are you on?
Which side are you on?
Which side are you on?
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While digesting Reader's Digest
In the back of a dirty book store,
A plastic flag, with gum on the back,
Fell out on the floor.
Well, I picked it up and I ran outside
Slapped it on my window shield,
And if I could see old Betsy Ross
I'd tell her how good I feel.
But your flag decal won't get you
Into Heaven any more.
They're already overcrowded
From your dirty little war.
Now Jesus don't like killin'
No matter what the reasons for,
And your flag decal won't get you
Into Heaven any more.
Well, I went to the bank this morning
And the cashier he said to me,
"If you join the Christmas club
We'll give you ten of them flags for free."
Well, I didn't mess around a bit
I took him up on what he said.
And I stuck them stickers all over my car
And one on my wife's forehead.
But your flag decal won't get you
Into Heaven any more.
They're already overcrowded
From your dirty little war.
Now Jesus don't like killin'
No matter what the reasons for,
And your flag decal won't get you
Into Heaven any more.
Well, I got my window shield so filled
With flags I couldn't see.
So, I ran the car upside a curb
And right into a tree.
By the time they got a doctor down
I was already dead.
And I'll never understand why the man
Standing in the Pearly Gates said...
"But your flag decal won't get you
Into Heaven any more.
We're already overcrowded
From your dirty little war.
Now Jesus don't like killin'
No matter what the reasons for,
And your flag decal won't get you
Into Heaven any more."