Was hört ihr gerade?

[Alfred]

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[Maximilian]

Jonny Osbourne - No Ice Cream Sound

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[Trashcansinatra]

Hank Williams III - Hellbilly (Live in Austin, TX)

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Roqt wie die Pest!

[Rotbart]

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[pittbull]

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Rechtsdeppen der "Neuen Deutschen Härte" haben es IMHO nicht so mit Fremdsprachen. Erstens heißt es nicht "adoration to", sondern "adoration of" und zweitens "Europe", nicht "Europa". Sollte es sich hierbei allerdings um ein Esperanto-Derivat handeln, dann betrachtet meinen Einwand bitte als hinfällig. :hihi:

Topic: Dead Kennedys - I Am The Owl --> [Links nur für registrierte Nutzer]

I am your plumber
No I never went away
I still bug your bedrooms
And pick up everything you say
It can be a boring job
To monitor all day your excess talk

I hear when you're drinking
And cheating on your lonely wife
I play tape recordings
Of you to my friends at night

We've got our girl in bed with you
You're on candid camera
We just un-elected you

Chorus
I am the owl
I seek out the foul
Wipe 'em away
Keep America free
For clean livin' folks like me

If you demonstrate
Against somebody we like
I'll slip on my wig
And see if I can start a riot
Transform you to an angry mob
All your leaders go to jail for my job

But we ain't the Russians
Political trials are taboo
We've got our secret
Ways of getting rid of you
Fill you full of LSD
Turn you loose on a freeway

Chorus

Send you spinning
Send you spinning
Send you spinning all over the freeway
Spinning on the crowded freeway
Spinning on the freeway
Spinning on the freeway
Spin
Spin
Spin—Lookout

The press, they never even cared
Why a youth leader walked into a speeding car
In ten years we'll leak the truth
By then it's only so much papaer

Watergate hurts
But nothing really ever changed
A teeny bit quiter
But we still play our little games

We still play our little games
We still play our little games
We still play our little games
We still play a lot of games

I am the owl

[Frank The Tank]

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Auschwitz, the meaning of pain
The way that I want you to die
Slow death, immense decay
Showers that cleanse you of your life
Forced in
Like cattle
You run
Stripped of
Your life's worth
Human mice, for the Angel of Death
Four hundred thousand more to die

Angel of Death
Monarch to the kingdom of the dead

Sadistic, surgeon of demise
Sadist of the noblest blood
Destroying, without mercy
To benefit the Aryan race
Surgery, with no anesthesia
Feel the knife pierce you intensely
Inferior, no use to mankind
Strapped down screaming out to die

Angel of Death
Monarch to the kingdom of the dead
Infamous butcher,
Angel of Death

Pumped with fluid, inside your brain
Pressure in your skull begins pushing through your eyes
Burning flesh, drips away
Test of heat burns your skin, your mind starts to boil
Frigid cold, cracks your limbs
How long can you last
In this frozen water burial?
Sewn together, joining heads
Just a matter of time
'Til you rip yourselves apart
Millions laid out in their
Crowded tombs
Sickening ways to achieve
The holocaust

Seas of blood, bury life
Smell your death as it burns
Deep inside of you
Abacinate, eyes that bleed
Praying for the end of
Your wide awake nightmare
Wings of pain, reach out for you
His face of death staring down,
Your blood running cold
Injecting cells, dying eyes
Feeding on the screams of
The mutants he's creating
Pathetic harmless victims
Left to die
Rancid Angel of Death
Flying free

(LEADS: HANNEMAN, KING, HANNEMAN, KING, HANNEMAN)

Angel of Death
Monarch to the kingdom of the dead
Infamous butcher,
Angel of Death

Angel of Death

[Sui]

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The silicon chip inside her head,
Got switched to overload
Nobody's gonna go to school today,
She's gonna make them stay at home,
And Daddy doesn't understand it,
He always said she was good as gold,
And he can see (no reasons)
'Cause there are (no reasons)
What reason do you need to be shown

(Tell me why) I don't like Mondays
(Tell me why) I don't like Mondays
(Tell me why) I don't like Mondays
I want to shoot the whole day down

The telex machine is kept so clean
And it types to a waiting world,
Her Mother feels so shocked
Father's world is rocked
And their thoughts turn to
Their own little girl
Well sweet 16 ain't she peachy keen,
And it ain't so neat to admit defeat,
There could be (no reasons)
Because there are (no reasons)
What reasons do you need, oh,

(Tell me why) I don't like Mondays
(Tell me why) I don't like Mondays
(Tell me why) I don't like Mondays
I'm gonna shoot the whole day down, down, down
I'll shoot it all down

And all the playing's stopped in the playground now
She wants to play with her toys a while
And school is out, oh and soon we will learn that
the lesson today is how to die
And then the bullhorn crackles,
And the captain tackles
with the problems and the how's and why's
and he can see (no reasons)
'Cause there are (no reasons)
What reasons do you need to die, die, oh

And the silicon chip inside her head
gets switched to overload, oh
and nobody's gonna go to school today
She's gonna make them stay at home
And Daddy doesn't understand it
He always said she was good as gold
And he could see (no reasons)
'Cause there are (no reasons)
What reason do you need to be shown

(Tell me why) I don't like Mondays
(Tell me why) I don't like Mondays
(Tell me why) I don't like , I don't like
(Tell me why) I don't like Mondays
(Tell me why) I don't like , I don't like
(Tell me why) I don't like Mondays
(Tell me why) I don't like Mondays

[Gryphus]

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[Maximilian]

Grégoire - Danse

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