Songtexte

[Meeeel]

das lied von meinem macker und mir
♥20,21,22.5.2008♥ ....wir wissen nicht mehr genau wann wir zusammen gekommen sind waren richtig blau über häppy cadarver xD

You´re the light at the end of the tunnel
The beacon fire in the dark
The glimmer of hope and truly the meaning of my life

I say this with all of my heart:

You are the only one for me
Year to year, in words and deed
In all this chaos the trace of clarity
You are the only one I see
My first and last, my all and everything
You are the One

When dusk falls and obscures the sky
You´re the shine of the Northern Star
No dead of night can fade the brilliance of your light

I say this, holder of my heart:

You are the only one for me
Year to year, in words and deed
In all this chaos the trace of clarity
You are the only one I see
My first and last, my all and everything
You are the One
[Repeat]

You are the only one
In the heart of winter the comfort of the sun
You are the One, my love, my love...You are the One

[Meeeel]

Helloween - dr. stein

Once they killed his monster when it went into a trap
Now he's making better ones on a higher step
On a warm summer day the doctor went away
To a place where he could make it real

His assistant's hips were nice
So he cloned her once or twice
Now his hips are aching what a deal

Dr. Stein grows funny creatures
Lets them run into the night
They become great rock musicians
And their time is right

Sometimes when he's feeling bored
He's calling it a day
He's got his computers and they do it their own way
They mix some DNA, some skina and a certain spray

You can watch it on a laser screen
And the fellow's blue and grey
Or sometimes pink and green
Just check it out on Helloween

Dr. Stein grows funny creatures
Lets them run into the night
They become great politicians
And their time is right

One night he cloned himself
Put his brother on a shelf
But when he fell asleep that night
It crept up from behind and thought "well never mind"
Took a syringe and blew out his life

Dr. Stein grows funny creatures
Lets them run into the night
They become a great possession
And their time is right
Dr. Stein grows funny creatures
Lets them run into the night
They become a great oppression
And their time is right

das video scheint wohl aus dem jahre 2010 zu sein. im video ist also nicht mehr kiske sondern andi deris zu sehen. und es ist anscheinend schlecht synchronisiert...

[Kuddl]

Choking Viktim - 500 Channels

500 channels of a day-dream stimulation
helps me to resent my life and raise my expectations.
Locked into re-runs, your memories repeating,
and all your ideals seem so self defeating.
For you and yours, the pepsi generation,
and when you're discontent, you change the T.V. station,
And when you hate your life, no qualtities redeeming,
a million brainwashed zombies will always be heard screaming...

And when there is no hope,
"I'll smoke some crack, I'll shoot some dope!"
When theres no enemies,
"I sit and stare at my T.V.
and in my ignorance,
I'll be a slave and sycophant!"

And in a perfect world devoid of all temptations,
the good leftover crizack could unite the nations.
But now the war machines are mapping our destructions
with poisons over flowing in the chemical seductions.

And when there is no hope,
"I'll smoke some crack, I'll shoot some dope!"
When theres no enemies,
"I sit and stare at my T.V.
and in my ignorance,
I'll be a slave and sycophant!"

With my credit and my bank,
my mind will draw a blank.
I'll block out history,
and stare at my T.V.
For me there is no way.
500 channels waste my life away, away...

[kasulke]

1. Alle meine Entchen schwimmen auf dem See, schwimmen auf dem See,
Köpfchen in das Wasser, Schwänzchen in die Höh.
2. Alle meine Täubchen gurren auf dem Dach, gurren auf dem Dach,
fliegt eins in die Lüfte, fliegen alle nach.
3. Alle meine Hühner scharren in dem Stroh, scharren in dem Stroh,
finden sie ein Körnchen, sind sie alle froh.
4. Alle meine Gänschen watscheln durch den Grund, watscheln durch den Grund,
suchen in dem Tümpel, werden kugelrund.

[Meeeel]

Today I don't feel like doin' anything
I just wanna lay in my bed
Don't feel like picking up my phone
So leave a message at the tone
Cuz today I swear I'm not doin' anything

I'm gonna kick my feet up and stare at the fan
Turn the tv on throw my hand in my pants
Nobody's gon' tell me I can't
I'll be lounging on the couch just chillin in my snuggie
Click to MTV so they can teach me how to dougie
Cuz in my castle I'm the freakin' man
Oooh yes I said it, I said it, I said it cuz I can

Today I don't feel like doin' anything
I just wanna lay in my bed
Don't feel like picking up my phone
So leave a message at the tone
Cuz today I swear I'm not doin' anything
Nothing at all
Woohoo woohoo hoo ooh ooh
Nothing at all
Woohoo woohoo hoo ooh ooh

Tomorrow I'll wake up do some p90x
Meet a real nice girl have some really nice sex
And she's gonna scream out this is great
(Oh my god this is great) yeeah
I might mess around and get my college degree
I bet my old man will be so proud of me
But sorry pops you'll just have to wait
Oooh yes I said it, I said it, I said it cuz I can

Today I don't feel like doin' anything
I just wanna lay in my bed
Don't feel like picking up my phone
So leave a message at the tone
Cuz today I swear I'm not doin' anything

No I ain't gonna comb my hair
Cuz I ain't goin' anywhere
No no no no no no no no no noooooooo
I'll just strut in my birthday suit
And let everything hang loose
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeaaahhhhh

Ohh today I don't feel like doin' anything
I just wanna lay in my bed
Don't feel like picking up my phone
So leave a message at the tone
Cuz today I swear I'm not doin' anything
Nothing at all
Woohoo woohoo hoo ooh ooh
Nothing at all
Woohoo woohoo hoo ooh ooh
Nothing at all

[kasulke]

Hänschen klein ging allein
in die weite Welt hinein.
Stock und Hut steh’n ihm gut,
ist gar wohl gemut.
Aber Mama weinet sehr,
hat ja nun kein Hänschen mehr.
“Wünsch dir Glück“ sagt ihr Blick,
“kehr nur bald zurück!“

Sieben Jahr, trüb und klar,
Hänschen in der Fremde war;
da besinnt sich das Kind,
eilet heim geschwind.
Doch nun ist’s kein Hänschen mehr,
nein, ein großer Hans ist er,
braun gebrannt, Stirn und Hand,
wird er wohl erkannt?
Eins, zwei, drei geh’n vorbei,
wissen nicht wer das wohl sei.
Schwester spricht: „Welch Gesicht“,
kennt den Bruder nicht.
Kommt daher die Mutter sein,
schaut ihm kaum ins Aug’ hinein,
spricht sie schon: „ Hans, mein Sohn!
Grüß dich Gott mein Sohn!“

[Kuddl]

also beim 2. mal isset echt lustig

[Dudeheit]

Ich verdanke mein gesamtes vergangenes verdammtes und oft unter Angst oder Schock handelndes Leben inmitten von Gestank und Gesochs,in meinem Schrank einer Schlampe die trank und für Stoff gefickt wurde von jedem Junkie im Block,so entstanden bei mir kranke Gedanken im Kopf,bis ich bemerkte mein Mittel zur inneren Stärke sind schmerzerfüllte Menschen bis hin zum ersten schrumpfenden Kopf - in meinm dampfenden Topf,ich danke dir Gott für Nachtsichtgeräte zwischen Nacht oder Nebel brauch ich keine Kraft zum Erlegen meiner Leibspeise - ZACK! und erledigt und du wachst wie benebelt auf nackt in nem Käfig,rufst:,,Bitte lasst mich am leben!'' Sieh den Hammer da es reichen ein paar taktische Schläge wegen des schwachen Gewebes bis zum platzen des Schädels dann zerhack und zerleg ich dich per Axt oder Säge!

[Meeeel]

Poisonblack - with her I die

Her sharpened nails in my flesh make me crave for more
Her chilling cold caress makes me feel so warm
She's my addiction, the one... the one I love , my whore
She's my redemption, the one... the one I hate and adore

And with her I die
And for her I die
She's my mistress of pain

I burn in flames of lust... I covet, I crave, I desire
In her I lay all my trust as the flames grow higher
She's my addiction, the one...the one I love , my whore
She's my redemption, the one... the one I hate and adore

And with her I die
And for her I die
and therefore I sigh, she's my mistress of pain

[Meeeel]

The Ramones - Pet Sematary

Under the arc of a weather stain boards
Ancient goblins, and warlords,
Come out the ground, not making a sound,
The smell of death is all around,
And the night when the cold wind blows
No one cares, nobody knows.

I don't want to be buried in a Pet Sematary
I don't want to live my life again,
I don't want to be buried in a Pet Sematary
I don't want to live my life again.

Follow Victor to the sacred place
This ain't a dream, I can't escape
Molars and fangs, the clicking of bones,
Spirits moaning among the tombstones,
And the night, when the moon is bright,
Someone cries, something ain't right.

I don't want to be buried in a Pet sematary
I don't want to live my life again,
I don't want to be buried in a Pet sematary
I don't want to live my life again.

The moon is full, the air is still,
All of the sudden I feel a chain,
Victor is grinning, flesh rotting away,
Skeletons dance, I curse this day,
And the night when the wolves cry out,
Listen close and you can hear me shout.

I don't want to be buried in a Pet Sematary
I don't want to live my life again,
I don't want to be buried in a Pet Sematary
I don't want to live my life again, oh, no, oh, no