Lyrics

[Kitch]

have we had this one before.

Top lyrics please.
I was prompted into this by the Coldplay thread.
Coldplay lah de dah pretentiously thoughtful mellowness pish.

What I want is ripping, venemous lyrics combined with appropriate music to stop you dead
stuff that makes you go "Feck !!!"

not stuf that makes you go - "oh they are so right you know"

I will start by way of an example

Inflammable material is planted in my head
It's a suspect device that's left 2000 dead
Their solutions are our problems
They put up the wall
On each side time and prime us
And make sure we get fuuck all

OR

"right Ha ha ha ha haa,
,
,
I am an antichrist
I am an anarchist...."

[bendover]

Out in the ocean at the bottom of the sea
There's a charming little turnip fish having his tea
All the other fish think
he's really weird 'cause all of the time he is drinking beer

[bendover]

Hey Santa claus you c*nt!

Where's me f*cking bike?

I've unwrapped all this other junk and there's nothing that I like.

I wrote you a f*cking letter and I come to see you twice

Ya worn out geriatric fart, you forgot me f*cking bike.

If I wanted a pair of bloody thongs, I'd have bloody asked.

And this cowboy suit and ping pong set you can shove right up your arse!

You've stuffed me bloody order up

It's enough to make you spew

And I'm not the only one who's snakey

Me sisters dirty too!

(female voice)
Hey santa clause you c*nt!

Where's me f*cking pram?

You promised me you'd bring me one, you remember who I am.

'Cause I'm the little girl who you made sit right on your hand

I'll give you f*cking ho ho ho

You forgot me f*cking pram

(male voice)
Next time I come to see ya, I'm gonna punch you in the guts

And I'll let your f*cking reindeer go and kick Rudolf in the nuts!

You just wait 'till next year, when you go to that store

And me and me little sister, come stomping through the door

And we'll say, yeah you wait for it

Hey mums and dads you smell his breath and check his bloodshot eyes

And don't listen to him boys and girls 'cause he tells f*cking lies

He's just a piss tank and a pervert, and he's not even very bright

'Cause the old f*cking wanker Forgot me f*cking bike.

[samsonite]

i know your all taking the piss now, but here goes:

I hate purity
Hate goodness
I don't want virtue to exist anywhere
I want everyone corrupt

I am an architect, they call me a butcher
I am a pioneer, they call me primitive
I am purity, they call me perverted
Holding you but I only miss these things when they leave

I am idiot drug hive, the virgin, the tattered and the torn
Life is for the cold made warm and they are just lizards
Self-disgust is self-obsession honey and I do as I please
A morality obedient, only to the cleansed repented

I am stronger than Mensa, Miller and Mailer
I spat out Plath and Pinter
I am all the things that you regret
A truth that washes that learnt how to spell

The first time you see yourself naked you cry
Soft skin now acne, foul breath, so broken
He loves me truly this mute solitude I'm draining
I know I believe in nothing but it is my nothing

Sleep can't hide the thoughts splitting through my mind
Shadows aren't clean, false mirrors too many people awake
If you stand up like a nail then you will be knocked down
I've been too honest with myself I should have lied like everybody else

I am stronger than Mensa, Miller and Mailer
I spat out Plath and Pinter
I am all the things that you regret
A truth that washes that learnt how to spell, learnt to spell

So damn easy to cave in, man kills everything
So damn easy to cave in, man kills everything
So damn easy to cave in, man kills everything
So damn easy to cave in, man kills everything

[Ant W]

For days when the planner messes up

I believe in justice
I believe in vengeance
I believe in getting the b*stard getting the b*stard getting the b*stard

[PorkyFatBoy]

Lips like chocolate and legs as long as a motorway,
Hips that grind when she walks and she's walking my way...

[Klebe]

Staying with the 'seasonal' theme

You're a bum
You're a punk
You're an old slut on junk
Lying there almost dead on a drip
In that bed

You scum bag
You maggot
You cheap lousy faggot*
Happy Christmas your arse
I pray God
It's our last

[Danailov]

Nigga you heartless
you ain't heartless
you dont want no part in this
you ain't got it in ya
I'm born to be a sinner
as I move through these evil New York streets
like grease
and some kids get caught up
all up in the crime rate
couldn't hold your nine straight when you was bustin
your whole clip and hittin nothing
your whole block on him only two niggaz got him
came down fast
with the cash and the product
caught you pants down with ya clothes off

a nigga never knows...a nigga never knows

you got your ryhmes niggas?
bring em-we start that
its concrete combat-where I'm at
a crime covered city
where theres no time for pity
we comin from the village
of the unprivledged
blood soaked bills through murder actions
transactions all illegal
I smell the cheeb like a beagle
evil stalks and lurks
dominate and do worse in my dwelling
niggaz filling shells and compelling to bust melons
(we just) bring to these fellas


That's what makes me feel angry before start - Some hardcore. And of course JWOC 2003's official song (You gotta rescue me)