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I hate horses, they drank my vodka
I like whores, when they ride me
Horses always pull a wry face
That's so disturbingly ugly
Alarmingly ugly!! Scary ugly mugs
Those entirely terrifying eyes
Watching every of my steps
Of my fucking steps
Can't you see that horses are bad people?
Even Peter Griffin knows
Because he's a fucking genius.
But that's not the point
Whores are more profitably
That's serious business
Unicorns act like pimp daddies
Can't you see?
I love whores due to a cause
Their appearance is as lovely
As a diamond in the sky
Their bodies like pudding
Turning me on; turning me on
Bigger legs than elephants
If I imagine: Jizz in my pants
In my skinny gay pants!
Can't you see that horses are bad people?
Even Peter Griffin knows
Because he's a fucking genius.
But that's not the point
Whores are more profitably
That's serious business
Unicorns act like pimp daddies
Can't you see?
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2. |
Wall Of Death
03:08
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The flags are waving in the wind,
The crowd is moshing, down in the pit,
The storm is growing fast it will blow us away
If we hold together, we are going to stay
Alive!
The wild crowd is getting hived
Survive!
strive to the edge of the wall of
Death
We're running through the valley's depth (the valley's depth!)
We're raising hell at every single spot we cross (we cross!)
Wounding our enemy to death
This is the fucking Wall of Death
This is the fucking Wall of Death!
We're raising up our fists in the air (in the air!)
We're waiting for the signal to break down (break down!)
Down the line of our enemies
The Flags are waving in the wind
The crowd is moshing, down in the pit
The storm is growing fast it will blow us away
If we hold together, we are going to stay
Alive!
The wild crowd is getting hived
Survive!
Strive to the edge of the wall of
Death
The storm is growing fast
It will blow us away
If we hold together
we are going to stay alive!
Standing in the crowd
Staring on the stage
Holding your breath
Till the beginnin'
Of the wall of
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Rolling Stoned
04:01
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I am a stone
A fucking stone
There is nothing that i can't outlast
I am not aging; ok, at least not fast
There were so many times that i have seen
Hanging around i do not need hygiene
My grandfather is from outta space
He came to earth at a tearing pace
I like crushing against car windshields
If i hit one you will hear the break squeals
BReeeeeeeee
Breeeeeeeee
The Stone!
Chillin' everyday at the wayside
No matter if it's a hot day, or a fucking cold night
You can't do anything against me,
You are a moronic beatnik, i could kill you instantly
Whatever happen i will stay
I am fucking infinite
Ymca
Whatever happens i will stay
I am fucking infinite
Ymca!
One day i'm gonna be gravel
Bitch try to get on my level
I am a stone
Get on my level
What the fuck!
My nighmare is paper
I can not break
Like chinaware
But paper doesn't blush
Conquer
My randomness
I am the master of hush
They see me rollin'
And then I stoned them
Yeah I am the stone
The Stone!
Chillin' everyday at the wayside
No matter if it's a hot day, or a fucking cold night
you can't do anything against me,
you are a moronic beatnik, i could kill you instantly
Whatever happen i will stay
I am fucking infinite
Ymca
Whatever happens i will stay
I am fucking infinite
Ymca
Ymca
I am the stone
Feelings
That is something i don't need
Everything essential
Is weed
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