Joined: May 29, 2005 Posts: 9,234 Location: New Plymouth
Posted: Wed 18th Jun 4:52pm Post subject:
The mutha ucka runs a racist uckin' grocery
The mutha ucka won't sell an apple to a Kiwi
The shi- fight's gonna get vicious and malicious
Cut the cra-
I need my red delicious
Tells me as a Kiwi that my money isn't valid
Gonna dice the mutha ucka like a mutha uckin' fruit salad
Then... ... Granny Smith... ...
... an avocado... ... b-... -a... ...
... a mango... ...
Then pop an apple in his ass, yeah!
Joined: Dec 09, 2002 Posts: 30,594 Location: Skulking about
Posted: Wed 18th Jun 5:05pm Post subject:
I know you can't understand my words
I bet you wish I had left
I walk and fumble but I'm still causing trouble
Because I'm drunk as tihs
Sorry that I ssiped on your couch
Sometimes tihs gets out of control
The last thing that I remember
Was something kinda clever
Like calling you and elohssa
Now do me favour
And get the last one out of the freezer
The sun is up
Still drunk
Talking tihs don't give a kcuf
Raid the fridge
Ate your food
Party like a total dude
People say I will regret it when I get my hangover
Id regret it even more if spend the night sober
At war with earth
Nothing I fear
Weed, speed metal, liquor and beer!
DRUNK AS tihs!
Joined: Dec 02, 2002 Posts: 13,394 Location: Rydell High
Posted: Fri 20th Jun 12:06pm Post subject:
Watch, as I combine all the juice from the mind
Heel up, wheel up, bring it back, come rewind
Powerful impact BOOM! from the cannon
Not braggin, try to read my mind just imagine
Vo-cab-u-lary's necessary
When diggin into my library
Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh!
Joined: Aug 29, 2003 Posts: 10,959 Location: Auckland
Posted: Wed 25th Jun 4:55pm Post subject:
Mr. President please understand, it really is that bad
it won't just go away, it's just beginning
the ballots have been cast, we make like seaward rats
leave this sinking ship, leave and not look back
the things we never tried to disallow
have come back to haunt us now
with apple pie and Chevrolet
we've come to see the end, we all made this bed
now we got nowhere to lay,
dies and gentlemen, try to understand.
Joined: May 13, 2005 Posts: 1,798 Location: Otumoetai
Posted: Thu 26th Jun 8:51am Post subject:
Blinded by the lights,
(something something), a runner in the night,
Blinded by the light
And gocart Mozart was checking out the weather chart to see if it was safe to go outside
And little Early-Pearly came by in her curly-wurly and asked me if I needed a ride.
(cant figure out any other lines no matter how many times I listen to it gRRRRRRRRRRRR!)
Joined: May 13, 2005 Posts: 1,798 Location: Otumoetai
Posted: Thu 26th Jun 9:31am Post subject:
Nah, found it
BLINDED BY THE LIGHT
(Bruce Springsteen)
Version by Manfred Mann's Earth Band - 1976
Blinded by the light, revved up like a deuce, another runner in the night
Blinded by the light, revved up like a deuce, another runner in the night
Blinded by the light, revved up like a deuce, another runner in the night
Madman drummers bummers, Indians in the summer with a teenage diplomat
In the dumps with the mumps as the adolescent pumps his way into his hat
With a boulder on my shoulder, feelin' kinda older, I tripped the merry-go-round
With this very unpleasin', sneezin' and wheezin, the calliope crashed to the ground
The calliope crashed to the ground
But she was...
Blinded by the light, revved up like a deuce, another runner in the night
Blinded by the light, revved up like a deuce, another runner in the night
Blinded by the light, revved up like a deuce, another runner in the night
Blinded by the light, revved up like a deuce, another runner in the night
Some silicone sister with a manager mister told me I go what it takes
She said "I'll turn you on sonny to something strong, play the song with the funky break"
And go-cart Mozart was checkin' out the weather chart to see if it was safe outside
And little Early-Pearly came by in his curly-wurly and asked me if I needed a ride
Asked me if I needed a ride
But she was...
Blinded by the light, revved up like a deuce, another runner in the night
Blinded by the light
She got down but she never got tired
She's gonna make it through the night
She's gonna make it through the night
------ guitar solo ------
But mama, that's where the fun is
But mama, that's where the fun is
Mama always told me not to look into the eye's of the sun
But mama, that's where the fun is
Some brimstone baritone anticyclone rolling stone preacher from the east
Says, "Dethrone the dictaphone, hit it in it's funny bone, that's where they expect it least"
And some new-mown chaperone was standin' in the corner, watching the young girls dance
And some fresh-sown moonstone was messin' with his frozen zone, reminding him of romance
The calliope crashed to the ground
But she was...
Blinded by the light, revved up like a deuce, another runner in the night
Blinded by the light, revved up like a deuce, another runner in the night
1) Blinded by the light, revved up like a deuce, another runner in the night
Blinded by the light, revved up like a deuce, another runner in the night
Blinded by the light, revved up like a deuce, another runner in the night
Blinded by the light, revved up like a deuce, another runner in the night
Blinded by the light, revved up like a deuce, another runner in the night
Blinded by the light, revved up like a deuce, another runner in the night
Blinded by the light, revved up like a deuce, another runner in the night
Blinded by the light
2) Madman drummers bummers, Indians in the summer with a teenage diplomat
In the dumps with the mumps as the adolescent pumps his way into his hat
With a boulder on my shoulder, feelin' kinda older, I tripped the merry-go-round
With this very unpleasin', sneezin' and wheezin, the calliope crashed to the ground
Now Scott with a slingshot finially found a tender spot and throws his lover in the sand
And some bloodshot forget-me-not said daddy's within earshot save the buckshot, turn up the band
Some silicone sister with a manager mister told me I got what it takes
She said "I'll turn you on sonny to something strong"
She got down but she never got tired
She's gonna make it through the night
Joined: Apr 05, 2007 Posts: 783 Location: Over the hill
Posted: Fri 27th Jun 10:45pm Post subject:
Whoops got the lyrics wrong! Here's the whole song anyways...
One fine day in my odd past
I picked me up a transmission
I turned the fission ignition
looking for the broadcaster
and when I first touched some ground
they simply told me to leave
was kind of hard to believe
'cause there was no one around
This ain't the planet of sound x 4
I had a classical wine
that Land o' clasical gas
and on the planet of glass
they sent me skipping through time
I got to somewhere renowned
for its canals and colour of red
and lots of guys who shook their heads
rthymically to resound...
This ain't the planet of sound! x4 (max volume)
this ain't no rock and roll town!
this ain't no kcufin' around!
this ain't no Planet of sound!
I met a guy in a rover
He said its one more over
Its just where you're bound
This ain't the planet of sound...x4
Yeah, breaker one nine
This here's the Rubber Duck
You got a copy on me Pig Pen, c'mon
Uh, yeah, Ten-Four Pig Pen, fer sure, fer sure
By golly it's clean clear to Flag Town, c'mon
Yeah, its a big Ten-Four there Pig Pen
Yeah, we definitely got the front door, good buddy
Mercy sakes alive, looks like we've got us a convoy
It was the dark of the moon
On the sixth of June
And a Kenworth pullin' logs
Cab over Pete with a refer on
And a Jimmy haulin' hogs
We was headin' for bear
On 'I-1-0
'Bout a mile out Shakey Town
I says, Pig Pen this here's the Rubber Duck
And I'm about to put the hammer down
'Cause we got a little 'ole convoy
Rockin' through the night
Yeah, we got a little 'ole convoy
Ain't she a beautiful sight
C'mon and join our Convoy
Ain't nothin' gonna get in our way
We gonna roll this truckin' convoy
'Cross the USA
Convoy
Convoy
Yeah, breaker Pig Pen this here's the Duck
And uh, you wanna back off them hogs
Uh, ten-four 'bout five mile or so
Ten-Roger them hogs is gettin' intense up here
By the time we got into Tulsa Town
We had eighty-five trucks in all
But they's a road block up on the clover leaf
And them bears was wall to wall
Yeah, them smokies as thick as bugs on a bumper
They even had a bear in the air
I says, callin' all trucks
This here's the Duck
We about to go a huntin' bear
'Cause we got a little 'ole convoy
Rockin' through the night
Yeah, we got a great big convoy
Ain't she a beautiful sight
C'mon and join our Convoy
Ain't nothin' gonna get in our way
We gonna roll this truckin' convoy
'Cross the USA
Convoy
Convoy
Uh, you wanna give me a ten-nine on that Pig Pen
Uh, negatory Pig Pen you're still too close
Yeah, them hogs is startin' to close up my sinuses
Mercy sakes, you'd better back off another ten
Well, we rolled up Innerstate fourty-four
Like a rocket sled on rails
We tore up all of our swindel sheets
And left 'em settin' on the scales
By the time we hit that Shy Town
Them bears was a gettin' smart
They'd brought up some reinforcements
From the Illinois national guard
There's armored cars and tanks and jeeps
And rigs of every size
Yeah, them chicken coops was full of bears
And choppers filled the skies
Well, we shot the line
We went for broke
With a thousand screamin' trucks
And eleven long haired Friends of Jesus
In a Chartreuse microbus
Yeah, Rubber Duck 'tis Sod Buster
C'mon there
Yeah, Ten-Four Sod Buster
Listen, you wanna put that microbus
In behind that suicide jockey
Yeah, he's haulin' dynamite
And he needs all the help he can get
Well, we laid a strip for the Jersey Shore
Prepared to cross the line
I could see the bridge was lined with bears
But I didn't have a doggone dime
I says, Pig Pen this here's the Rubber Duck
We just ain't a gonna pay no toll
So we crashed the gate doin' 98
I says let them truckers roll
Ten-Four
'Cause we got a mighty convoy
Rockin' through the night
Yeah, we got a mighty convoy
Ain't she a beautiful sight
C'mon and join our Convoy
Ain't nothin' gonna get in our way
We gonna roll this truckin' convoy
'Cross the USA
Convoy
Convoy
Ah, Ten-Four
Pig Pen what's you're Twenty
Omaha
Well, they oughtta know what to do
With them hogs out there, fer sure
Well, mercy sakes good buddy
We gonna back on outta here
So keep the bugs off yer glass
And the bears off yer...tail
We'll catch you on the flip flop
This here's the Rubber Duck on the side
We gone
Bye, bye
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