Lyrics

[Keiem]

Is dat Jesus Saves? Wij hadden daar Jesus Says, maar dat werd blijkbaar fonetisch correct gerekend. Uitvoerder is Slayer.

[fLEEtfox]

Wij hadden daar Jesus Says, maar dat werd blijkbaar fonetisch correct gerekend.

Véél te goed zijn we weer geweest, veel te goed !

[SpeedKing]

Nope!

[Richard zonder Linda]

World of shit - Nailbomb

[aLEEce in chains]

Verdju, te laat... Richard zonder Linda heeft het bij het rechte eind!

[SpeedKing]

Dikke shit voor aLEEce, 't is aan Richard Zonder Linda!

[Richard zonder Linda]

Richard zal dit eens proberen.
Hopelijk niet te moeilijk, hopelijk niet te gemakkelijk.

Een song uit een legendarische plaat.
PS: bij Richard moet ge nooit platen verwachten uit de laatste 25 jaar.



We strolled through fields all wet with rain
And back along the lane again
There in the sunshine
In the sweet summertime
………………………………………………………

I kissed you on the lips once more
And we said goodbye just adoring the nighttime
Yeah, that's the right time
………………………………………………………..

Then we sat on our own star and dreamed of the way that we were
And the way that we were meant to be
Then we sat on our own star and dreamed of the way that I was for you
And you were for me
And then we danced the night away
And turned to each other, say, i love you, I love you
…………………………………………………………


Then we sat on our star and dreamed of the way that we were and the way
That we wanted to be
Then we sat on our own star and dreamed of the way that I was for you
And you were for me
I went on to dance the night away
And turned to each other, say, i love you, baby, I love you
……………………………………………………………

[marc]

The way young lovers do - Van Morrison

[Richard zonder Linda]

[marc]

Everybody's high on consolation
Everybody's trying to tell me what's right for me
My daddy tried to bore me with a sermon
but it's plain to see that they can't comfort me

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Sorry Charlie for the imposition
I think I've got it, got the strength to carry on
I need a drink and a quick decision
Now it's up to me, ooh what will be

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Up in the morning look in the mirror
I'm worn as her tooth brush hanging in the stand
my face ain't looking any younger
now I can see love's taken her toll on me

////

Think I'll spend eternity in the city
let the carbonmonoxide choke my thoughts away
and pretty bodies help dissolve the memories
but they can never be what she was to me

/////

[marc]

Zelfde uitvoerder, andere song



My friends wonder why
I call you all of the time
What can I say
I don't feel the need
To give such secrets away
You think maybe I need help
No, I know that I'm right
I'm just better off
Not listening to friends' advice
When they insist on knowing my bliss
I tell them this
When they want to know
What the reason is
I only smile when I lie
Then I tell them why
....

[kasenco]

Kiss on my list van Hall/Oates

[marc]

Kiss on my list van Hall/Oates

[kasenco]

een nieuwe:


This is a warning, another cut to move on
Another beat that's so strong
Hold on and I get wicked in this song
Stir up shit as the wit gets wisdom

P-Dog comin' up, I'm staying low
Pro-black and it ain't no joke
Comin' straight from the mod that broke shit last time
Now I'm back with a brand new sick rhyme


So black check time and tempo
Revolution ain't never been simple
Following the path from Allah for know just
Build your brain and we'll soon make progress


Paid your dues, don't snooze or lose
That came with the master plan that got you
So know who's opposed to the dominant dark skin
Food for thought as a law for the brother man


P-Dog with a gift from heaven
Tempo 116.7
Keeps you locked in time with the program
When I get wild I pile on dope jams


They spit on your flag and government
‘Cause help the black was a concept never meant
Nigger please, food stamps and free cheese
Can't be the cure for a sick disease


Just the way the devil had planned it
Rape then pillage everyone on the planet
Then give 'em fake gods at odds with Allah
Love thy enemy and all that hooplah


Hear close to the words I wrote
Crack, cocaine are genocide on black folks
Cool when I write mine, never coulda missed this
Damn right when you think seditious


And I move swiftly, you can't get with me
The triple six moved quick but missed me
When I came off involved in conscience
So don't ask why next time I start this


Now let's get wild, allow me to freestyle
I build and fill your mind up with know-how
Common sense, a defense to next time
A pig tried to step to this, listen


Never let someone work on ya
They don't belong 'til they set you from
Ya can't be intrigued by the leads a pig lead
Unless you don't give a fuck to be free


Keep stompin' on, keep stompin'
Attitude but I ain't from Compton
I can't be fucked around or muffed around
I can't be held down, check the sound


And keep in tuned on point on target
The revolution won't be thwarted
A set back, ‘cause my man it's plain to see
Lost in a white supremacy


So let the rhythm roll on while I kick this
Brothers gonna work it out, with a quickness
And now you know just why a panther went crazy
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[dendaffe]

Paris: The Devil Made Me Do It