Der große Träller und Lyric Thread

[Tomatentöter]

Get up you little bastard, cheat me for a while
Pretend that you still love me and show me how you smile
Love is like a riddle, we're looking for the key
come on, you little bastard, lean on me.
Sometimes I feel like running from your tainted kiss
Cause when I'm not beside of you, your kisses I won't miss
So tell me what you want of me, I see it from a far
cause anything is better than a northern star.

Shut up and dance
Come take your chance on me
Shut up and dance shut up
Don’t you pick a fight of me
Please love me like it used to be

Find yourself a victim, another brand new toy
Find yourself a lover, whom you can destroy
Find another fool, pick another fight
Your love to me is poison, so get out of fight
Now everything is blurry the colours fade away
Summer feels like autumn and dark becomes the day
Everything's a mess and you won’t take me out
I have to get away from you there’s no doubt

Halt’s Maul und tanz...
Shut up and dance...

Sometimes I hear a lovely
Tune of a distant past
And then my heart remembers
How it all used to be

Shut up and dance...

 

[Colamann3798]

Goil Fiddler's Green

 

[Tomatentöter]

Goil Fiddler's Green

Jo, die könnt ihr eigentlich auch mal zum Dong holen


Und ich hab grad beschlossen, dass ich die unbedingt bei ihrem nächsten Heimspiel sehen muss!

 

[Metalhead of switzerland]

I hurt myself today, to see if I still feel...
Johnny forever

 

[Corpse Culto]

Now let me tell you a story
of a big ole' skinhead
On a tragic and fateful day
He put 10 cents in his pocket
kicked his wife and family
And went to ride on the M.B.T.A.

Did he ever return,
no he never returned
and his fate is still unknown
OI!OI!OI!
he may ride forever
neath the Streets of Boston
he's a skinhead who never returned.

Skinhead goes down to the Kendall Sq. Station
and he changes For Jamaica Plain,
the conductor says skinhead I need a nickel,
skinhead punches him in the brain.

Did he ever return,
no he never returned
and his fate is still unknown
OI!OI!OI!
he may ride forever
neath the Streets of Boston
he's a skinhead who never returned.

Now all night long
skinhead drives through the station
Wondering who can I go and see
Can't afford to buy crack in Chelsea
or a bundle in Roxbury.

Did he ever return,
no he never returned
and his fate is still unknown
OI!OI!OI!
he may ride forever
neath the Streets of Boston
he's a skinhead who never returned.

Skinhead's wife goes to the Scollay Square Station
Everyday at quarter past two,
and through the open window
She hands skinhead a grenade
as the train comes a rumbling through.

Did he ever return,
no he never returned
and his fate is still unknown
OI!OI!OI!
he may ride forever
neath the Streets of Boston
he's a skinhead who never returned.

Now you citizens of Boston
don't you think it's a scandal
How the skinhead stole the train
What's the big fuckin' deal,
he'll work for beer
Let skinhead drive that fuckin' train.

Did he ever return,
no he never returned
and his fate is still unknown
OI!OI!OI!
he may ride forever
neath the Streets of Boston
he's a skinhead who never returned.

Did he ever return,
no he never returned
and his fate is still unknown
OI!OI!OI!
he may ride forever
neath the Streets of Boston
he's a skinhead who never returned.

He's the skinhead who never returned.
He's the skinhead who never returned.
I said the skin never returns.

 

[Metalhead of switzerland]

San quentin, i hate every inch of you
you cut me and scarred me through and through
And you made me a wiser and weaker man
mister congress man,you could never understand

 

[Corpse Culto]

Well how do you do young Willie McBride
Do you mind if I sit here down by your graveside
And rest for a while in the warm summer sun
I've been walking all day and I'm nearly done
And I see by your gravestone you were only 19
When you joined the great fallen in 1916
Well I hope you died quick and I hope you died clean
Or Willie McBride was it slow and obscene

Did they beat the drum slowly
Did they play the fife lowly
Did they sound the death march as they lowered you down
Did the band play the last post and chorus
Did the pipes play the flowers of the forest

And did you leave a wife or a sweetheart behind
In some loyal heart is your memory enshrined
And though you died back in 1916
To that loyal heart you're forever 19
Or are you a stranger without even a name
Forever enshrined behind some old glass pane
In an old photograph torn tattered and stained
And fading to yellow in a brown leather frame

Did they beat the drum slowly
Did they play the fife lowly
Did they sound the death march as they lowered you down
Did the band play the last post and chorus
Did the pipes play the flowers of the forest

The sun's shining down on these green fields of France
The warm wind blows gently and the red poppies dance
The trenches have vanished long under the plow
No gas no barbed wire no guns firing now
But here in this graveyard that's still No Man's Land
The countless white crosses in mute witness stand
To a man's blind indifference to his fellow man
And a whole generation who were butchered and damned

Did they beat the drum slowly
Did they play the fife lowly
Did they sound the death march as they lowered you down
Did the band play the last post and chorus
Did the pipes play the flowers of the forest

And I can't help but wonder no Willie McBride
Do all those who lie here know why they died
Did you really believe them when they told you "The Cause"
Did you really believe that this war would end wars
Well the suffering the sorrow the glory the shame
The killing and dying it was all done in vain
Oh Willie McBride it all happened again
And again and again and again and again

Did they beat the drum slowly
Did they play the fife lowly
Did they sound the death march as they lowered you down
Did the band play the last post and chorus
Did the pipes play the flowers of the forest

 

[Corpse Culto]

So schön, schön war der Grind
So schön, schön war der Grind.

Brennend heißer Campingground.
Fern, so fern der Heimatsound.
Kein Grind, kein Noise, kein Crust, nur Scheiß.
Jedes Jahr dieselben Bands.

Dort, wo die Stars verblüh‘n
auf Black und True Metal Bühnen,
dort war ich einmal zugegen.
Wo ich noch jeden Stand zu überteuert fand.
Wie lang fahr ich hier noch hin?

Viele Jahre schwere Fron.
Grindcore machen für kargen Lohn.
Tagaus, tagein kein Ruhm, kein Schein.
Alles nur für unser Ziel:

Dort, wo die Stars erblühen
auf Black und True Metal Bühnen,
dort möcht ich einmal nur spielen.
Wo ich an jedem Stand ein albernes Tshirt fand.
Dort möcht ich endlich mitverdienen...

Hört mich an im Management,
wir mit unsrer kleinen Band
Bringen Freud' und Leid
und zwischendurch Grind.
Und plötzlich waren wir dabei!

Dort, wo sie niederknien,
vor uns die Hüte ziehn,
dort sind wir nun auf der Bühne.
Wo ich den Eintrittspreis noch viel zu billig fand,
Dort komm ich gern wieder hin.

 

[Corpse Culto]

I play in a band, we're the best in the land
We're big in both Chelsea and France
I play one mean guitar and then score at the bar
There's a line of chicks waiting for their chance
So come on now honey, I'll make you feel pretty
These other gals mean nothing to me
Let's finish these drinks and be gone for the night
"Cause I'm more than a handful, you'll see

So kiss me I'm shitfaced
I'm soaked I'm soiled and brown
In the trousers, she kissed me
And I only bought her one round

I can bench-press a car, I'm an ex-football star
With degrees from both Harvard and Yale
Girls just can't keep uo, I'm a real love machine
I've had far better sex while in jail!
I've designed the Sears Tower, I make two grand an hour
I cook the world's best Duck Flambe
I'll take the pick of the litter, girls jockey for me
I don't need these lines to get laid

So kiss me I'm shitfaced
I'm soaked I'm soiled and brown
In the trousers, she kissed me
And I only bought her one round

I'm a man of the night, a real ladies delight
See my figure was chiseled from stone
One more for the gal then I'll escort her home
Come last call I'm never alone
I've a house on the hill with a red waterbed
That puts Hugh Heffner's mansion to shame
With girls by the pool and Italian sports cars
I'm just here in this dump for the game...

So kiss me I'm shitfaced
I'm soaked I'm soiled and brown
In the trousers, she kissed me
And I only bought her one round

I'm a pitiful sight, and I ain't all that bright
I'm definitely not chiseled from stone
I'm a cheat and a liar, no woman's desire
I'll probably die cold and alone...
...but just give me a chance, 'cause deep down inside
I swear I've got a big heart of gold
I'm a monogamous man, no more one night stands
Come on honey, let me take you home.

So kiss me I'm shitfaced
I'm soaked I'm soiled and brown
In the trousers, she kissed me
And I only bought her one round

 

[Gyfu]

You'd love to be so far away
It's not a long way to go, it's gonna end in your pain
Greet open handed stranger
Create the turmoil, you're not sane
I want the last one to go the embers will revive
So stay...

You want to live a lifetime each and every day

You've struggled before, I swear to do it again
You've told it before 'til I, until I'm weakened and sore

Seek hallowed land

You'd love to see right through my veins
The pale reflection tells all, predomination's sustain
Crawl over land or mountain
In sight the ultimate escape
A sihlouette subsiding, enticed unable to relate

You want to live a lifetime each and every day

You've beckoned before, you'll never do it again
You've prayed before, who are the prayers for?

Seek hallowed land

Begone the fools that lead me - I need not to know
Accept reclining spirit I need to endure
You try to live a lifetime each and every day
In this short time of promise you're a memory...

 

[Bart]

I know the pieces fit cause I watched them fall away
mildewed and smoldering, fundamental differing,
pure intention juxtaposed will set two lovers souls in motion
disintegrating as it goes testing our communication
the light that fueled our fire then has burned a hole between us so
we cannot see to reach an end crippling our communication.

I know the pieces fit cause I watched them tumble down
no fault, none to blame it doesn't mean I don't desire to
point the finger, blame the other, watch the temple topple over.
To bring the pieces back together, rediscover communication.

The poetry that comes from the squaring off between,
And the circling is worth it.
Finding beauty in the dissonance.

There was a time that the pieces fit, but I watched them fall away.
Mildewed and smoldering, strangled by our coveting
I've done the math enough to know the dangers of our second guessing
Doomed to crumble unless we grow, and strengthen our communication

cold silence has a tendency to atrophy any sense of compassion

between supposed lovers
between supposed lovers

And I know the pieces fit.


arsch uff eimer... <denk>

 

[METALPOPE667]

I know the pieces fit cause I watched them fall away
mildewed and smoldering, fundamental differing,
pure intention juxtaposed will set two lovers souls in motion
disintegrating as it goes testing our communication
the light that fueled our fire then has burned a hole between us so
we cannot see to reach an end crippling our communication.

I know the pieces fit cause I watched them tumble down
no fault, none to blame it doesn't mean I don't desire to
point the finger, blame the other, watch the temple topple over.
To bring the pieces back together, rediscover communication.

The poetry that comes from the squaring off between,
And the circling is worth it.
Finding beauty in the dissonance.

There was a time that the pieces fit, but I watched them fall away.
Mildewed and smoldering, strangled by our coveting
I've done the math enough to know the dangers of our second guessing
Doomed to crumble unless we grow, and strengthen our communication

cold silence has a tendency to atrophy any sense of compassion

between supposed lovers
between supposed lovers

And I know the pieces fit.


arsch uff eimer... <denk>

TOOL ?

 

[Bart]

TOOL ?

klar =)

 

[Barrock]

Porcupine Tree - "Normal"

Here is my car, my phone and my TV
I've got it all but you can see through me

But am I here?
It's kind of hard to tell
I do a good impression of myself
But what's normal now anyhow?

Sullen and bored the kids stay
And in this way they wish away each day
Stoned in the mall the kids play
And in this way they wish away each day

Prescription drugs they help me through the day
And that restraining order keeps me well at bay
But what's normal now anyway?

Sullen and bored the kids stay
And in this way they wish away each day
Stoned in the mall the kids play
And in this way they wish away each day

Wish I was old and a little sentimental
You gotta see the waves, not the wine bottle

 

[Barrock]

Ich kann auch anders :​

Cliteater Cliteater Cliteater

As I touch the periphery of your cunt
Feeling congested pus and vaginal fluids
My fingers start to twinkle
Having the urge to eat your clit

Puncturing your clit with my teeth
I hear you moaning
Smashing your face is
One of my deeds
Now I hear you groaning

Cliteater Cliteater Cliteater


A Fridge Too Full

Now I have to live with my sins
And beatiful were the times
When I committed them
I might get caught because I have

A fridge too full
Killed too many people
Stuffed with corpses
A fridge too full

Don't you see?
You force me to be a cannibal
Now I have to eat my victims
SO there will be no trace left

[Repeat chorus X2]
A fridge too full
Forced to be a cannibal
A fridge too full
Forced to be a cannibal

You won't allow me
To practice my hobby
My most favourite thing
Killing people, killing people

Why are there
So many cannibals in the world
They all have a fridge too full​