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Post by Blizz on Mar 10, 2010 21:56:46 GMT
"Smithers!" "Hm?" "Turn on the surveillance monitors!" "Yes sir." ".....Hmmmm, it's worse than I thought."
Each morning at nine, They trickle through the gate. They go home early, They come in late. Reeking of cheap liquor, They stumble through the day. Never give a thought To honest work, for honest pay.
I know it shouldn't vex me, I shouldn't take it hard. I should ignore their capering With a kingly disregard, but!
Look at all those idiots! Oh, look at all those boobs. An office full of morons! A factory full of fools. Is it any wonder That I'm singing, Singing the blues?
"Yours is a heavy burden, sir." "I'm just getting started!"
They make personal phone calls, On company time. They xerox their buttockses And guess who pays the dime! Their blatant thievery wounds me, Their ingratitude astounds! I long to lure them to my home and Then release the hounds!
I shouldn't grow unsettled When faced with such abuse. I shouldn't let it plague me, I shouldn't blow a fuse! But
Look at all those idiots! Oh, look at all those boobs. An office full of morons! A factory full of fools! Is it any wonder That I'm singing, Singing the blues?
"What happened? Where are the instruments?" "I believe they call this a breakdown, sir." "I can't have any breakdowns here, what if there was an inspector around? Play a guitar solo!" "Heh heh.... I'm a little out of practice, sir." "I said do it! So do it, do it, DO IT!" "Yes sir!"
"Uh-huh! Ha ha ha ha....." "Yeeeeees, excellent! Well done! Alright, it's beginning to grate. That will be sufficient Smithers." "Excuse me?" "I said that's enough!" "Oh. Sorry sir. Thought I had my mojo working."
That man by the cooler, Drinking water as if it's free! Oh, that's Homer Simpson, sir, A drone from Sector 7-G. Yes, well, call this 'Simpson' to my office and Stay to watch the fun. If he's six feet when he enters, He'll be two feet when I'm done!
It brings a ray of sunshine To my unhappy life, To have him kneel before me, And slowly twist the knife!
Look at all those idiots! D'oh, look at all those boobs. An office full of morons! A factory full of fools! Is it any wonder That I'm singing, Singing the blues?
"Take me home, sir." "I'm trying!"
Surrounded by idiots! Outnumbered by boobs. An office full of morons, A PLANET full of fools! Is it any wonder I'm singing, ("Maybe you should be singing, sir.) Singing the bluuuuuuuues?
"Mr Burns, you..... You make Muddy Waters sound shallow and cheerful, by comparison." "Thank you Smithers. Meaningless but heartful supplement! I feel like I got a few things of my chest, and onto the chests of my inferiors." "You did."
"Why are they still playing?" "Um..." "They're not still on salary, are they?" "We're not validating their parking sir." "They're paying for their own parking, eh?"
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Post by The Shad on Mar 16, 2010 17:04:40 GMT
Satan: I am complete!
Jables/Kage: [censored]
Satan: Yes you are [censored]ed! [censored] out of luck! I am complete and my cock you will suck! This world will be mine, and you're first in line! You brought me the pick and now you shall both die!
Jables: Wait! Wait! Wait! You mutha[censored]a'! We challenge you, to a rock-off! Give us one chance to rock your socks off.
Satan: [censored]! [censored]! [censored]! The Demon Code prevents me, From declining a rock-off challenge. What are your terms? What is the ca-ha-hatch?
Jables: If we win, you must take your sorry ass back to hell. And also you will have to pay our rent...
Satan: And what if I win?
Jables: Then you can take Kage back to hell...
Kage: What?
Jables: Trust me Kage, its the only way.
Kage: What are you talking about?
Jables: (ignoring him) ...To be your little [censored].
Satan: Fine! Let the rock off, begin! Hah hah hah hah hah hah hah hah!
I'm the devil I love metal!
Check this riff, it's [censored]ing tasty!
I'm the Devil I can do what I want! Whatever I 'got I'm 'gonna flaunt! There's never been a rock-off challenge I've lost!
I can't wait to take Kage back to hell! I'm gonna fill him with my hot demon gel! I'll make him squeal like my scarlet pimpernel!
Jables: No! Come on Kage,lets fight HIS music, with OUR music!
Kage: There's just no way that we can win, that was a masterpiece.
Jables: Listen to me.
Kage: He rocks too hard because he's not a mortal man!
Jables: Godamnit Kage! He 'gonna make you his sex slave, you're 'gonna gargle mayonnaise!-
Kage: No...
Jables: -Unless we bust a massive monster mamma-jam!
Kage: Dude, we've been through so much [censored]...
Jables: Deactivate the lasers with my dick!
BOTH: Now its time to blow this [censored]er down!
Jables: C'mon Kage, now it's time to blow doors down.
Kage: I hear you Jables, now it's time to blow doors down!
Jables: Light up the stage 'cause its time for a showdown!
Kage: We'll bend you over then we'll take it up brown town!
[BOTH] Now we've got to blow this [censored]er down!
Kage: He's gonna rape me if we do not blow doors down.
Jables: C'mon Kage cuz it's time to blow doors down!
Kage:] Oh, We'll pile drive ya, it's time for the smack down!
Jables: Hey Antichrist-a, Beelzeboss!
We know your weakness, our rocket sauce!
We rock the casbah, and blow your mind!
We will defeat you, for all mankind!
You hold the scepter,
We hold the key!
You are the devil,
We are the D!
We are the D![13x] We are the D!!
Satan: You guys are [censored]in' lame. Come on Kage, You're comin with me! Taste my lightning, [censored]ers! (lightning bolt!*
Jables: No! *reflects bolt back, cracking Satan's horn*
Satan: Ow! [censored]! My [censored]in' horn!
Jables: From whence you came, you shall remain, until you are complete again!
Satan: Nooooooo!
[censored] you Kage, and [censored] you Jables! I'll get you, Tenacious D!
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Post by madhair60 on Mar 24, 2010 22:49:55 GMT
He got flat baby Kick in the back baby A heart attack baby I need your body
A hot kiss honey He's just a [censored] baby You make me sick baby So unrelying
I'm such a swine baby All down the line daddy I hate your kind baby So unreliable
A hot buzz baby He's one of us baby Another drug baby You so desire
Trust in me Trust in me Put all your trust in me You're doin' morphine
Hoo!
They got place baby Kicked in the face baby You hate your race baby You're just a liar
Your every lick baby Your dog's a [censored] baby You make me sick baby You soul survivor
She never cut from me She never cut baby I had to work baby You just a rival
Always to please daddy Right up and leave daddy You're thorwing shame daddy So undesirable
Trust in me Just in me Put all your trsut in me You're doin' morphine
Go'on babe
Relax This won't hurt you Before I put it in Close your eyes and count to ten Don't cry I won't convert you There's no need to dismay Close your eyes and drift away
Demerol Demerol Oh God he's taking demerol Demerol Demerol Oh God he's taking demerol
He's tried Hard to convince her To be over what he had Today he wants it twice as bad Don't cry I won't resent you Yesterday you had his trust Today he's taking twice as much
Demerol Demerol Oh God he's taking demerol Hee-hee-hee Demerol Demerol Oh my Oh God it's Demerol Hee Oooh
Oh!
He got [censored] baby Your dog's a [censored] baby You make me sick baby You are a liar
Is truth a game daddy To win the fame baby It's all the same baby You're so reliable
Trust in me Trust in me Put all your trust in me She's doin' morphine
Hoo!
You just sit around just talkin' nothing You're takin' morphine Hoo! Go'on baby You just sit around just talking about it You're takin' morphine Hoo-hoo! Just sit around just talking nothing about it You're takin' morphine You just sit around just talking about it You're taking morphine You just sit around just talkin' nothin' And takin' morphine
Hoo-hoo I'm going down baby You're talkin' Morphine
Go'on baby! Hoo! Hoo! Morphine! Do it! Hoo! He's takin' morphine Morphine! Morphine!
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Post by madhair60 on Mar 24, 2010 23:04:57 GMT
Maze... psychopathic daze... I create this waste Back away from tangents, on the verge of drastic ways... can't escape this place... I deny your face Sweat gets in my eyes, I think I'm slowly dying
Put me in a homemade cellar Put me in a hole for shelter Someone hear me please, all I see is hate I can hardly breathe, and I can hardly take it
HANDS ON MY FACE OVERBEARING I CAN'T GET OUT HANDS ON MY FACE OVERBEARING I CAN'T...
Lost...run at my own cost...fearing laughter, scoffed Running from the rush, detached from such and such Bleak... all around me, weak... listening, incomplete I am not a dog, but I'm the one you're dogging
I am in a buried kennel I have never felt so final Someone find me please, losing all reserve I am [censored]ing gone, I think I'm [censored]ing dying
HANDS ON MY FACE OVERBEARING I CAN'T GET OUT HANDS ON MY FACE OVERBEARING I CAN'T...
You all stare, but you'll never see There's something inside me(x3) You all stare, but you'll never see There's something in you I despise
Cut me - show me - enter - I am willing and able and never any danger to myself Knowledge of my pain, knowledge of my pain Or was my tolerance a phase? Empathy, out of my way I can't die(x4)
You all stare, but you'll never see there's something inside me(x3) You all stare, but you'll never see there's something in you I despise
Despise... despise...
Purity(x8)
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Post by Blizz on Mar 24, 2010 23:48:15 GMT
It's crazy, this girl’s got me wrapped around her little finger She’s skating through my dreams, but I can’t say i’ve ever seen her She’s got an attitude, she’s got a fantastic butt But I’m playing with knives, so I just may get cut Cuz these are the details of my precious little life As I try to find a way to make it all work out right Its like it's all been paused and she just pushed the start I can take on Ganon now, her potion refilled all my hearts All these evil exes and no exits to run to, the old 1 2, It's only forward, can’t go back, no control Z to undo Cuz I got a crazy ex who is slightly underage, filled with rage Obsessed with my Sex Bob-omb on and off the stage And what I lack in confidence, I make up in spazz And when a flying array of demonic hipster chicks attacks I’ll just reflect their blast, send it back Cuz I’m that smooth I guess I can’t lose I’ll fight these bad dudes
Cuz she’s got 7 (7, 7), Evil ex boyfriends And they’re coming, I’m running I’m trying to defend Her honor and her life I’ve never lost a fight I ain’t gon' start tonight They’ll drop hard when I hook right
Cuz she’s got 7 (7, 7), Evil ex boyfriends And they’re villains, super villains So this just might be the end So I grab on to her hand And jam out with my band It may look like I’m losing But that’s all part of the plan
This must be punishment for my seven deadly sins That I committed cuz a little envy’s doing me in Like I’m Samson, she’s Delilah, I get a new haircut I die Cuz that’s my weakness and this week is not my week cuz I am sleepless Between Lisa, Envy, Knives, Kim, Ramona, and Winifred And 7 evil exes my destruction is imminent And I need lives unlimited, I need not useless points With no bus fare, a long walk home unless I score me some coins Cuz I just wanna say I love you like I’m Mario she’s Peach But I’m feeling like a toadstool, staring at my feet And I keep getting letters spelling my impending doom But I throw 'em in the trash cuz I'm 'bout to go boom on her
7 (7, 7), Evil ex boyfriends And they’re coming, I’m running I’m trying to defend Her honor and her life I’ve never lost a fight I ain’t gon' start tonight They’ll drop hard when I hook right
Cuz she’s got 7 (7, 7), Evil ex boyfriends And they’re villains, super villains So this just might be the end So I grab on to her hand And jam out with my band It may look like I’m losing but That’s all part of the plan
Its like I’m embattled in an epic quarrel It’s like I’m Jonathan Strange but there’s 7 Mr. Norrells It’s like playing Contra without 30 lives, I’ma die Mission Impossible, I’m Tom Cruise now, not 1995 I can’t win, there’s an ex girlfriend now I can’t hit a chick Where do you punch ‘em, can’t kick her ass, can’t punch her tits, [censored] Yo, if only I could find it, on this Subspace road, a cheat code For something from the Gilded House of Flying Burritos, mmm burritos I’ll use my bass guitar to whoop that vegan’s ass Manipulating sound waves like The Boys and Crash I’ll take down that famous actor and score his autograph And if she lets me grab her boobs I’ll have the last laugh on her
7 (7, 7), Evil ex boyfriends And they’re coming, I’m running I’m trying to defend Her honor and her life I’ve never lost a fight I ain’t gon' start tonight They’ll drop hard when I hook right
Cuz she’s got 7 (7, 7), Evil ex boyfriends And they’re villains, super villains So this just might be the end So I grab on to her hand And jam out with my band It may look like I’m losing but That’s all part of the plan
She’s got 7 (7, 7), Evil ex boyfriends And they’re villains, super villains So this just might be the end So I grab on to her hand And jam out with my band It may look like I’m losing but That’s all part of the plan
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Post by obsidian on Mar 25, 2010 10:26:34 GMT
I can suss that the lyrics are about Scott Pilgrim and the band is possibly called Lame Music for Virgins and Nerds.
Spawn of annunaki, crossbreed make war make war with the universe death of the planet fall of an aeon the great work of ages the acid of sorcery deluded versions of revelations the symbols repulse whatever done equals zero times nothing Completing the control of emptiness Enter the external lights The conversed tubes to the surface and beyond Detraction of outer space Nemesis of genesis
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Post by The Shad on Mar 28, 2010 10:59:50 GMT
When the Devil is too busy And Death's a bit too much They call on me by name you see, For my special touch. To the Gentlemen I'm Miss Fortune To the Ladies I'm Sir Prize But call me by any name Any way it's all the same
I'm the fly in your soup I'm the pebble in your shoe I'm the pea beneath your bed I'm a bump on every head I'm the peel on which you slip I'm a pin in every hip I'm the thorn in your side Makes you wriggle and writhe
And it's so easy when you're evil This is the life, you see The Devil tips his hat to me I do it all because I'm evil And I do it all for free Your tears are all the pay I'll ever need
While there's children to make sad While there's candy to be had while there's pockets left to pick While there's grannies left to trip down the stairs I'll be there, I'll be waiting 'round the corner It's a game. I'm glad I'm in it 'Cause there's one born every minute
And it's so easy when you're evil This is the life, you see The Devil tips his hat to me I do it all because I'm evil And I do it all for free Your tears are all the pay I'll ever need
I pledge my allegiance, to all things dark And I promise on my damned soul To do as I am told, Lord Beelzebub Has never seen a soldier quite like me Not only does his job, but does it happily.
I'm the fear that keeps you awake I'm the shadows on the wall I'm the monsters they become I'm the nightmare in your skull I'm a dagger in your back An extra turn upon the rack I'm the quivering of your heart A stabbing pain, a sudden start.
And it's so easy when you're evil This is the life, you see The Devil tips his hat to me I do it all because I'm evil And I do it all for free Your tears are all the pay I'll ever need And I do it all for free Your tears are all the pay I'll ever need And I do it all for free Your tears are all the pay I'll ever need
It gets so lonely being evil What I'd do to see a smile Even for a little while And no one loves you when you're evil I'm lying through my teeth! Your tears are all the company I need.
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Post by The Tikal who had no Toes on Mar 28, 2010 17:09:34 GMT
Something wicked this way comes Premeditated evil numbs Cartoon kids, Crayola smiles Children of the Korn-fed styles But I don't buy your lies I see through your disguise Don't feel your screams or cries Why?
Sick of looking, so sick I can't I'm sick of the sycophant Sick of listening, so sick I can't I'm sick of the sycophant
Sick of looking, so sick I can't I'm sick of the sycophant Sick of listening, so sick I can't I'm sick
I see you breathless and deranged A little girl who's acting strange Try to scare us with your scream But it's all routine And all you've done is take Steal and imitate You are what you create You're fake
Sick of looking, so sick I can't I'm sick of the sycophant Sick of listening, so sick I can't I'm sick of the sycophant
Sick of looking, so sick I can't I'm sick of the sycophant Sick of listening, so sick I can't I'm sick
I barely recognise You in your new disguise Cosmetic covered eyes Just tell me why, why, why, why?
You put the make-up on, take the make-up off Searching to be found But you're so [censored]ing lost So [censored]ing lost
Now the road to Hell is paved with stones And some of those are fakes and clones Counterfeits which suck and bleed us Wearing [censored]ing Adidas But something just ain't right No substance, only hype With faith you've got the life that made you rich And a punk-ass [censored]
Sick of looking, so sick I can't I'm sick of the sycophant Sick of listening, so sick I can't I'm sick of the sycophant
Sick of looking, so sick I can't I'm sick of the sycophant Sick of listening, so sick I can't I'm sick, sick, sick of you And anyone like you Sometimes I think I've lost my mind Or else this whole world's blind
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Post by Blizz on Mar 31, 2010 0:48:59 GMT
David Bowie. David Bowie. A D-D-David Bowie.
Ninjas, Being trained by me. If you want to pass You'll listen well. I'm training ninjas To work together now. Put your grudges aside And grab these little bells. Ooh David Bowie. David Bowie. David Bowie! David Bowie! Sama-senpai-san! It's the terror of knowing That this show's got no class. Hearing a ninja cry 'THAT'S MY ASS!' How is Sasuke Breathing fire? I think I hear ninjas, Ninjas in the trees.
Running around, Sasuke's head's on the floor! I help him out But still I'm the girl he ignores. I'm not David Bowie. Not David Bowie. I'm not Bowie. BOWIE!
Shadow Clone Jutsu! Oh, sweet jumping crap! Kawarimi no Jutsu! Holy [censored], he stole my body! It's the terror of knowing That these ninjas are clowns. Watching Naruto scream 'LET ME DOWN!' I'm so hungry, I could die, die, die! You are all worthless, So you each fail.
The three of you Will be removed From the program. You tried your best, But it didn't work. But David Bowie-sensei, That is really mean! We're a [censored]in' ninja Teeeeeeeeeeam! Bowie! Bowie! Bowie! Bowie! Bowie! I have already said I am not David Bowie!
Why can't you give us One more chance? Won't you please give us One more chance? Please David Bowie- Sama-sensei-sempai- Sensei-sama-sempai-sama! I told you I'm not David Bowie And I wanted you To care for Your ninja brethren! OK, we'll fight for each other And change it so we're Caring about ourselves. Give us one last chance! OK, you advance! I like One Piece!
David Bowie. David Bowie. Bowie.
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Post by The Tikal who had no Toes on Apr 1, 2010 13:53:06 GMT
As much as I love LittleKuriboh, his Nardo Abridged parody is [censored]ing awful. Leave it to Masako and Vegeta plz kthx.
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Post by madhair60 on Apr 1, 2010 20:24:40 GMT
i'm not going to say what I came over to say to you. but you were thinking along the same lines and you let the words come ringing through.
i wouldn't've said that to you. i wouldn't say it if they paid me to.
you got no manners you got no manners at all you got no manners you got no manners you got no manners at all you got no manners
i'm going to try real hard, but i, I can't believe that you're really going to do it it's like one of those chinese kites flying in the wind and then some kid with a shotgun sends a bullet through it.
and i, I came here to say it, but i've done that before. but i've never, um, told you that I don't love you anymore.
you got no manners. you got no manners at all. you got no manners. you got no manners. you got no manners at all. you got no manners. you got no manners. you got no manners at all. you got no manners.
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Post by The Shad on Apr 4, 2010 16:45:00 GMT
Yakko: This is the city: Los Angeles, California. On a starlit winter night When the moon was shining bright Back in January of 1994, At 4:30 in the morning.
And without a single warning Something strange began to move the floor. A quake! A quake! The house begins to shake You're bouncing 'cross the floor And watching all your dishes break. You're sleeping; there's a quake You're instantly awake You're leaping out of bed and shouting
Dr Scratchsniff: Oh for heaven's sake! Yakko: I ran outside with neighbors Their faces filled with shock That's because I'm standing there In nothing but my socks! Yakko: Oh, a quake! A quake!
Dot : Say it's all a big mistake
Wakko: Just feel the ground go up and down
Yakko: Won't someone hit the brake? A quake! A quake! Oh what a mess they make The bricks, the walls, the chimney falls Destruction in its wake. Dr Scratchnsniff: I did not have insurance So I called zem from ze scene Und suddenly I'm listening To an answering machine say...
Yakko: Too late! Too late! You shouldn't ought to wait! 'Cause now you're stuck; we wish you luck Here comes a six-point-eight!
Whose fault? Whose fault? The San Andreas's fault! 'Cause Mister Richter can't predict her Kicking our asphalt. Yakko: Seismologists all say Tectonic plates are in between An encroaching crustal mantle
Wakko and Dot: Yeah, so what the heck's that mean? Yakko: It means a quake! A quake!
Wakko and Dot: Oh really, yeah, no fake? We kind of had that feeling When the ground began to shake.
Yakko: California's great It's such a lovely state And every lawn is sitting on A continental plate. Yakko: Los Angeles had fires And a riot and a flood And then a drought and the recession And then now we hear this thud... Yakko: Of a quake! A quake!
Yakko, Wakko and Dot : How much more can we take?
Dot : We thought that we had seen it all
Yakko: But this one takes the cake. The dirt...
Dot: the rocks
Wakko: And all those aftershocks
Yakko, Wakko and Dot : It's just the planet moving granite Several city blocks. L.A. town is falling down While the ground Moves around We won't let it get us down We're Californians! Yakko: A quake... Dot: ...a quake
Wakko: It's time to pull up stake
Yakko: We're all fed up; we can't deny it
Dot : Fires, quakes, and floods and riot
Yakko, Wakko and Dot : We want some place with peace and quiet So we're moving to Beirut!
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Post by Blizz on Apr 5, 2010 19:19:39 GMT
JUMP! BOUNCE! DOWN! UP! JUMP! Pogo pogo pogo pogo pogo pogo pogo BOUNCE! Pogo pogo pogo pogo pogo pogo pogo DOWN! Pogo pogo pogo UP! Pogo pogo pogo JUMP! BOUNCE! UP! DOWN!
I went out on a date With a girl, a bit late. She had so many friends! I brought my pogo stick Just to show her a trick. She had so many friends!
JUMP! Pogo pogo pogo pogo pogo pogo pogo BOUNCE! Pogo pogo pogo pogo pogo pogo pogo DOWN! Pogo pogo pogo UP! Pogo pogo pogo JUMP! BOUNCE! UP! DOWN!
Unannounced Twister games, All players with no names. They lined up double quick, But just one pogo stick! Everyone gets to play, Run away, expose, It was so exotic, But just one pogo stick!
JUMP! Pogo pogo pogo pogo pogo pogo pogo BOUNCE! Pogo pogo pogo pogo pogo pogo pogo DOWN! Pogo pogo pogo UP! Pogo pogo pogo JUMP! BOUNCE! UP! DOWN!
Oh, I like to spread you out, Touching whoever's behind.
JUMP! Pogo pogo pogo pogo pogo pogo pogo BOUNCE! Pogo pogo pogo pogo pogo pogo pogo DOWN! Pogo pogo pogo UP! Pogo pogo pogo JUMP! BOUNCE! UP! DOWN!
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Post by madhair60 on Apr 15, 2010 20:06:56 GMT
got up before dawn went down to the racetrack. riding with the windows down shortly after your first heart attack. you parked behind the paddock, cracking asphalt underfoot, coming up through the cracks
pale green things pale green things
we watched the horses run their workouts. you held your stopwatch in your left hand and a racing form beneath your arm, casting your gaze way out to no man's land. sometimes I'll meet you out there lonely and frightened. flicking my tongue out at the wet leaves
pale green things pale green things
my sister called at three a.m. just last december. she told me how you'd died at last, at last and that morning at the race track was one thing I remembered. I turned it over in my mind like a living chinese finger trap. seaweed and indiana sawgrass
pale green things pale green things
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Post by Blizz on Apr 15, 2010 22:02:19 GMT
THE FIRST DRINK OF THE DAY! THE FIRST DRINK OF THE DAY! THE FIRST DRINK OF THE DAY! THE FIRST DRINK OF THE DAY!
Woke up, guess what, I'm hungover again. The road of my life has taken a bend. I've been drinking all night Until the sunrise. Every day kinda takes me by surprise. My head is killing me, Man, what have I done? I've stumbled over the line between stupid and fun. But pretty soon it's gonna go away 'Cos here it comes....
THE FIRST DRINK OF THE DAY! THE FIRST DRINK OF THE DAY! THE FIRST DRINK OF THE DAY! THE FIRST DRINK OF THE DAY!
Woke up today, I didn't feel like I should. My Magic 8 Ball said 'outlook not so good.' (My) conditional probability's probably pretty poor But I think I've found my cure for sure. Emergency response unit's on the scene, It's like putting out a fire with gasoline. I feel alright, Yeah I feel okay And I owe it all to....
THE FIRST DRINK OF THE DAY! THE FIRST DRINK OF THE DAY! THE FIRST DRINK OF THE DAY! THE FIRST DRINK OF THE DAY!
My nerves are burning, My stomach's churning, There's only one thing I need. (What's that brother?) It comes in a glass or a bottle or can, It's the cure that's guaranteed.
THE FIRST DRINK OF THE DAY! THE FIRST DRINK OF THE DAY! THE FIRST DRINK OF THE DAY! THE FIRST DRINK OF THE DAY!
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Post by Blizz on Apr 25, 2010 16:21:55 GMT
[Kids] Adults! [Adults] Kids! [Kids] Adults! [Adults] Kids! [Kids] Adults!
[Lovejoy] Kids, You've had your fun now we've had our fill. [Homer] Yeah, You're only here 'cos Marge forgot her pill. [Marge] Hrrrm... [Wiggum] Kids, You're all just scandalising, Vandalising punks. [Krusty] Channel-hoppin', Ritalin-poppin' monkeys! Oh, please don't quit the fan club!
[Marge] Kids, I can nag and nag till my hair turns blue. [Mrs Krabappel] Kids, You bum my smokes and don't say thank you. [Rod and Todd] Why can't you be like we are? [Adults] Oh, what a bunch of brats! [Moe] We oughtta drown you just like cats!
[Bart] Adults, You run our lives like you're Colonel Klink. [Nelson] Adults, You strut around like your farts don't stink. [Lisa] Adults, You're such a drooling, snoring, Boozing, boring bunch. Surly, meanie, three martini lunchers! [Ralph] I just ate a thumbtack!
[Milhouse] Adults, They're always telling us to- [Grampa] SHUT YOUR TRAPS! [Jasper] Ehh, We're fed up with all of you whippersnaps. [OAPs] We're trying to get some sleep here, It's almost 6:15! What's the matter with [Adults] Don't you treat us like [Kids] Can't you just lay off [OAPs] We're sick of all of you [All] Kids today!
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Post by The Tikal who had no Toes on May 1, 2010 19:58:07 GMT
There's a drumming noise inside my head It starts when you're around I swear that you could hear it, it makes such an almighty sound There's a drumming noise inside my head It throws me to the ground I swear you should hear it, it makes such an almighty sound
Louder than sirens Louder than bells Sweeter than Heaven Hotter than Hell
I ran to a tower where the church bells chime I hoped that they would clear my mind They left a ringing in my ear But that drum's still beating, loud and clear
Louder than sirens Louder than bells Sweeter than Heaven Hotter than Hell Louder than sirens, louder than bells Sweeter than Heaven and hotter than Hell Louder than sirens, louder than bells Sweeter than Heaven and hotter than Hell
As I move my feet towards your body I can hear this beat It fills my head up and gets louder and louder It fills my head up and gets louder and louder
I went to the river and dived straight in I prayed that the water would drown out the din
But as the water fills my mouth It couldn't wash the echoes out But as the water fills my mouth It couldn't wash the echoes out I swallow the sound and it swallows me whole Till there's nothing left inside my soul It's as empty as that beating drum But the noise has just begun
As I move my feet towards your body I can hear this beat It fills my head up and gets louder and louder It fills my head up and gets louder and louder
There's a drumming noise inside my head It starts when you're around I swear that you could hear it, it makes such an almighty sound There's a drumming noise inside my head It starts when you're around I swear that you could hear it, it makes such an almighty sound
Louder than sirens, louder than bells Sweeter than Heaven and hotter than Hell Louder than sirens, louder than bells Sweeter than Heaven and hotter than Hell
As I move my feet towards your body I can hear this beat It fills my head up and gets louder and louder It fills my head up and gets louder and louder
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Post by The Shad on May 6, 2010 13:55:32 GMT
Well, it was nearly all summer we sat on your roof Yeah, we smoked cigarettes and we stared at the moon And I'd show you stars you never could see Baby, it couldn't have been that easy to forget about me
Baby, time meant n othing, anything seemed real Yeah, you could kiss like fire and you made me feel Like every word you said was meant to be No, it couldn't have been that easy to forget about me
Baby, even the losers get lucky sometimes Even the lo sers keep a little bit of pride They get lucky sometimes
Two cars parked on the overpass, Rocks hit the water like broken glass I should have known right then it was too good to last God, it's such a drag when you're livin' in the past
Baby, even the losers get lucky sometimes Even the losers keep a little bit of pride They get lucky sometimes
Baby, even the losers get lucky sometimes Even the losers keep a little bit of pride Yeah, they get lucky sometimes
Baby, even the losers get lucky sometimes Even the losers get lucky sometimes
Even the losers get lucky sometimes Even the losers get lucky sometimes Even the losers get lucky sometimes
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Post by Blizz on May 6, 2010 18:43:45 GMT
Up on Melancholy Hill There's a plastic tree. Are you here with me? Just looking out on the day of another dream.
Where you can't get what you want, But you can get me. So let's sit up and see 'Cos you are my medicine When you're close to me. When you're close to me.
So crawl in the submarine, Round the world we'll go. Does anybody know If we're looking out on the day of another dream?
If you can't get what you want, Then you come with me.
Up on Melancholy Hill, Sits a manatee. Just looking out for the day When you're close to me. When you're close to me.
When you're close to me.
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Post by Th Dngn Shkr on May 10, 2010 8:40:07 GMT
Odds are stacked with hooks to catch the creeping doubt that strains the cracks Morale - blitzed - morale - culled - morale
Morale
Invite the plague to hasten the conversion or piss upon the incorruptible Deny a way in Invite the plague to hasten the conversion or piss upon the incorruptible Deny a way in Morale - sheared - morale - drained - morale Morale
The passage of the scapegoat in acceptance An endgame from a platform, a mortal wounding. The passage of the scapegoat in acceptance An endgame from a platform, a mortal wounding.
Morale
Morale
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Post by The Tikal who had no Toes on May 12, 2010 20:46:24 GMT
I just HAD to post this one.
They're out of sorts in Sunderland and terribly cross in Kent They're dull in Hull and the Isle of Mull Is seething with discontent They're nervous in Northumberland and Devon is down the drain They're filled with wrath on the firth of Forth And sullen on Salisbury Plain In Dublin they're depressed, lads, maybe because they're Celts For Drake is going West, lads and so is everyone else Hooray, hooray, hooray! Misery's here to stay
There are bad times just around the corner There are dark clouds hurtling through the sky And it's no good whining about a silver lining For we know from experience that they won't roll by With a scowl and a frown, we'll keep our peckers down And prepare for depression and doom and dread We're going to unpack our troubles from our old kit bag And wait until we drop down dead
From Portland Bill to Scarborough, they're querulous and subdued And Shropshire lads have behaved like cads From Berwick-on-Tweed to Bude They're mad at Market Harborough and livid at Leigh-on-Sea In Tunbridge Wells you can hear the yells Of woebegone bourgeoisie We all get [censored]ed about, lads, whoever our vote elects We know we're up the spout, lads, and that's what England expects Hooray, hooray, hooray Trouble is on the way
There are bad times just around the corner The horizon's gloomy as can be There are black birds over the greyish cliffs of Dover And the rats are preparing to leave the BBC We're an unhappy breed and very bored indeed When reminded of something that Nelson said While the press and the politicians nag, nag, nag We'll wait until we drop down dead
From Colwyn Bay to Kettering, they're sobbing themselves to sleep The shrieks and wails in the Yorkshire dales Have even depressed the sheep In rather vulgar lettering, a very disgruntled group Have posted bills on the Cotswold Hills To prove that we're in the soup While begging Kipling's pardon, there's one thing we know for sure If England is a garden, we ought to have more manure Hooray, hooray, hooray Suffering and dismay
There are bad times just around the corner And the outlook's absolutely vile There are Home Fires smoking from Windermere to Woking And we're not going to tighten our belts and smile, smile, smile At the sound of a shot. we'd just as soon as not Take a hot water bottle and go to bed We're going to untense our muscles till they sag, sag, sag And wait until we drop down dead
There are bad times just around the corner We can all look forward to despair It's as clear as crystal from Bridlington to Bristol That we can't save democracy and we don't much care If the Reds and the Pinks believe that England stinks And that world revolution is bound to spread We'd better all learn the lyrics of The Old Red Flag And wait until we drop down dead A likely story Land of Hope and Glory Wait until we drop down dead
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Post by Blizz on May 12, 2010 22:34:17 GMT
Monday, time for Alchemy. I'm buried behind the gallery. Come in and see a band From Norway or Japan, Pick up the CD while you're able, Someone on a tiny German label.
Miss Gothic NYC, Hey, save a dance for me, And do deposit if you please Some black lipstick on my peepee.
Monday, time for Alchemy, So come in and have a pint. There's a hideous man named Mike And a bunch of gothic tykes And George at the bar with his fake fangs on And hold everything, they're playing my song!
It gets so lonely being evil....
It's Monday night again, So pull up a chair my friend, And Jason and Althea Will be oh so glad to see ya. Don't get cake on your velvet cape Here at Alchemy Mondays.
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Post by Blizz on May 23, 2010 0:56:38 GMT
Listen girl, to what I say About the man from Gallifrey: He can show you the planets, He can show you the stars, He can love you more because he’s got two hearts.
Doctor Who, Doctor Who, Doctor Who, What you gonna do? Doctor Who, Doctor Who, Doctor Who, What you gonna do?
From the nearest world to the farthest, He’ll take you there in his TARDIS. Who will you find? Are you a mistaker? Will it be David Tennant, Or Colin Baker?
Who, Doctor Who, Doctor Who, What you gonna do? Doctor Who, Doctor Who, Doctor Who, What you gonna do?
"As you travel through the void, Your adventures will be great. But as you experience the freedom of time, There is no escaping your ultimate fate. For although you fly through the galaxies at supersonic speeds, You only lie in wait, To hear the word… To hear the word… To hear the word…
"EX-TER-MIN-AAAAATE!"
Who, Doctor Who, Doctor Who, Doctor Who Who Who, Doctor Who, Doctor Who, Doctor Who, Doctor Who Who Who.
Doctor Who, Doctor Who, Doctor Who, Doctor Who Who Who. Doctor Who, Doctor Who, Doctor Who, Doctor Who Who Who. Doctor Who!
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Post by Retro on May 24, 2010 15:51:13 GMT
Please keep this thread tasteful. I've had to delete some very unacceptable posts from here that are not welcome on this forum. Even with warnings or behind spoiler tags.
If you want to go mental, use PMs.
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Post by The Shad on May 31, 2010 19:22:41 GMT
OOGIE BOOGIE: Well, well, well, what have we here? Sandy Claws, huh? Oh, I'm really scared So you're the one everybody's talkin' about, (laughs) You're jokin', you're jokin' I can't believe my eyes You're jokin' me, you gotta be This can't be the right guy He's ancient, he's ugly I don't know which is worse I might just split a seam now lf I don't die laughing first When Mr. Oogie Boogie says There's trouble close at hand You'd better pay attention now 'Cause I'm the Boogie Man And if you aren't shakin' Then there's something very wrong 'Cause this may be the last time now you hear the boogie song, ohhh
BATS: Ohhh
OOGIE BOOGIE: Ohhh
LIZARDS: Ohhh
OOGIE BOOGIE: Ohhh
LIZARDS: Ohhh, i'm the Oogie Boogie Man
OOGIEBOOGIE: Well if I'm feelin' antsy And there's nothin' much to do I might just cook a special batch Of snake and spider stew And don't ya know the one thing That would make it work so nice? A roly-poly Sandy Claws to add a little spice
SKELETONS: Ohhh
OOGIE BOOGIE: Oh,yeah
BATS: Ohhh
OOGIE BOOGIE: Ohhh
BATS: Ohhh
OOGIE BOOGIE AND SKELETONS: Oh, yeah, I'm (he's) the Oogie Boogie Man
SANTA: Release me now Or you must face the dire consequences The children are expecting me So please, come to your senses
OOGIE BOOGIE: You're jokin', you're jokin' I can't believe my ears Would someone shut this fella up I'm drownin' in my tears It's funny, I'm laughing You really are too much And now, with your permission I'm going to do my stuff
SANTA: What are you going to do?
OOGIE BOOGIE: I'm gonna do the best I can!
(Musical interlude)
Oh, the sound of rollin' dice To me is music in the air 'Cause I'm a gamblin' Boogie Man Although I don't play fair
It's much more fun, I must confess When lives are on the line Not mine, of course, but yours, old boy Now that'd be just fine
SANTA: Release me fast or you will have to Answer for this heinous act
OOGIE BOOGIE: Oh, brother, you're something You put me in a spin You aren't comprehending The position that you're in It's hopeless, you're finished You haven't got a prayer 'Cause I'm Mr. Oogie Boogie And you ain't going nowhere.
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