Post some lyrics, except for DI, because he/she is a Negative Nancy.

Wow 34 blog entries. Probably the record.

In dem Zimmer meiner Kindheit
War ein kalter wind zu Haus'
Und obwohl der Ofen glühte
Klebte Raureif an der Wand.

Nur die Arme meiner Mutter
Hätten mich wohl wärmen können,
Doch kam sie mich nie besuchen
Bis ich einst
Ein Streichholz fand.

In dem Zimmer meiner Kindheit
Lagen Schneelawinen lauernd
Und verschütteten den Ausgang
Für unendlich lange Zeit.

Nur mein Vater mit den Augen
Von der Farbe blauer Gletscher
Hätte mich noch retten können
Doch der Weg war wohl zu weit.

Ich bin ein Stern
Aus flüssigem Metall.
Ich bin ein Stern;
Alles wird in meinen Armen Asche.
Ein Stern, doch kein Feuer blendend weiß
Taute je in mir das Eis.

Ich bin ein Stern.
Ein Stern.

Flammen sind nun meine Freunde
Sollen mir im Dunkeln leuchten
Sollen mich ein wenig wärmen
Mich und meine kalte Wut

Dieses Zimmer meiner Kindheit
Brenn ich immer wieder nieder
Was mich frieren lassen hatte
Ist nach Stunden nur noch Glut
Durch meine kalte Wut

Ich bin ein Stern
Aus flüssigem Metall.
Ich bin ein Stern;
Alles wird in meinen Armen Asche.
Ein Stern, aus flüssigem Metall
Ich bin ein Stern;
Alles wird in meinen Armen Asche.
Ein Stern, doch kein Feuer blendend weiß
Taute je in mir das Eis.

Ich bin ein Stern.
Alles wird in meinen Armen Asche.
Ein Stern.
Doch kein Feuer blendend weiß
Taute je in mir das Eis.

BEATLE BEATLE ON MY DICK

GONE AWAY WITH A LITTLE FLICK

WILL YOUR STINKY ESSENCE EVER DISSIPATE

I'TS REALLY MAKING ME QUITE IRATE

I WISH I HADN'T FLICKED YOU OFF

AS YOU STUNG ME THEN AND NOW I COUGH

IF ONLY YOU HADN'T HAVE LEFT

I WOULDN'T BE DEVELOPING A PHALLIC CLEFT

OH GOD OH GOD IT HURTS SO MUCH

IT'S WAVING ABOUT LIKE A RETARDED CLUTCH

OH AMBULANCE ABMULANCE GET ME AWAY FROM HERE

SOMEWHERE SAFE TO STARE AT A NURSES BARAZERE

JESUS CHRIST I CAN'T WRITE

I HOPE SOMEONE BURSN THIS TRITE

OH WAIT THEY CAN'T BURN IT

BECAUSE IT'S ON THE INTERRNUHT

DURR HURR LERR RURR

IM JUST REALLY NOT THAT SURE

-_-

Oh Captain, Thy enemy is within!
Buck up then, our rank and file is thin;
’Twas peace-time; our soldiers o’er-slept awhile;
Beware; the enemy is but a mile!

Ye tried thy best so long, I can vouch tho’,
Thy strategies failed, ye better know;
Precious time is lost; Wake up great soldier!
Do or die Sir! But fly thy flag higher.

O brave Captain, thy foes look stronger;
The traitors shan’t mislead any longer;
The Cat is out of the bag; Truth bespeaks;
’Tis not too late; ’Tis not the war’s peak.

Ye did well; just muster up thy courage;
Protect us from the enemy’s barrage;
Things can’t go on like this; so buck up man;
Change strategies to succeed if you can.

Oh Captain! Where is thy magic-bullet?
Defeat can’t drain down a soldier’s gullet;
Check your rank and file; check ev’ry lane;
The Fifth Columnists are active again.

All thine efforts thus far will go awaste;
Much time has been lost but be not in haste;
Think deeply and peruse your own dear brain;
Throw ill-wills out/suspicions down the drain!

Know thine true foes from thine true friends who love;
And the Wolves in lamb-skins that stealth’ly move;
Trust no eaves-dropper’s lies which are but rife;
Trust those friends who truly wish you long life.

Know them that misled and confused thine ranks,
To attain their selfish aims without thanks;
And if need be, to organize a ‘coup’!
At the right time and to overthrow you.

O Captain! Our nation is in perils;
Think deeply and spot out the true devils,
Who try to ruin the lives of your men;
Thy arms are out of vogue and less modern.

May be, there could be a better way out,
Of the woods; to reduce their so-called clout;
See in thine mind’s-eye, the evil-men’s stunts;
Resort to punish them by measures blunt.

Time is scarce; the attack is imminent;
Refurbish thyself, lead the army bent,
To victory of Truth over Untruth;
The deserving should get their labor’s fruits.

Let success or defeat not be thine aim;
Do thy duty disciplined; take the blame;
Do thine job in the best possible way;
God does the rest with His magical say.

Now ’Tis war! Ye ought to look well afar;
Charge with thy battle-cry; thou art the Star!
Thou art a good Soldier but a better man;
Don’t give up yet; ye hath done well, Human.

You do not do, you do not do
Any more, black shoe
In which I have lived like a foot
For thirty years, poor and white,
Barely daring to breathe or Achoo.

Daddy, I have had to kill you.
You died before I had time---
Marble-heavy, a bag full of God,
Ghastly statue with one gray toe
Big as a Frisco seal

And a head in the freakish Atlantic
Where it pours bean green over blue
In the waters off the beautiful Nauset.
I used to pray to recover you.
Ach, du.

In the German tongue, in the Polish town
Scraped flat by the roller
Of wars, wars, wars.
But the name of the town is common.
My Polack friend

Says there are a dozen or two.
So I never could tell where you
Put your foot, your root,
I never could talk to you.
The tongue stuck in my jaw.

It stuck in a barb wire snare.
Ich, ich, ich, ich,
I could hardly speak.
I thought every German was you.
And the language obscene

An engine, an engine,
Chuffing me off like a Jew.
A Jew to Dachau, Auschwitz, Belsen.
I began to talk like a Jew.
I think I may well be a Jew.

The snows of the Tyrol, the clear beer of Vienna
Are not very pure or true.
With my gypsy ancestress and my weird luck
And my Taroc pack and my Taroc pack
I may be a bit of a Jew.

I have always been scared of you,
With your Luftwaffe, your gobbledygoo.
And your neat mustache
And your Aryan eye, bright blue.
Panzer-man, panzer-man, O You----

Not God but a swastika
So black no sky could squeak through.
Every woman adores a Fascist,
The boot in the face, the brute
Brute heart of a brute like you.

You stand at the blackboard, daddy,
In the picture I have of you,
A cleft in your chin instead of your foot
But no less a devil for that, no not
Any less the black man who

Bit my pretty red heart in two.
I was ten when they buried you.
At twenty I tried to die
And get back, back, back to you.
I thought even the bones would do.

But they pulled me out of the sack,
And they stuck me together with glue.
And then I knew what to do.
I made a model of you,
A man in black with a Meinkampf look

And a love of the rack and the screw.
And I said I do, I do.
So daddy, I'm finally through.
The black telephone's off at the root,
The voices just can't worm through.

If I've killed one man, I've killed two---
The vampire who said he was you
And drank my blood for a year,
Seven years, if you want to know.
Daddy, you can lie back now.

There's a stake in your fat black heart
And the villagersnever liked you.
They are dancing and stamping on you.
They always knew it was you.
Daddy, daddy, you bastard, I'm through.

Είμαι ηλίθιος.

When the night has come
And the land is dark
And the moon is the only light we see
No I wont be afraid
No I wont be afraid
Just as long as you stand, stand by me

And Pumbaa, Pumbaa stand by me
Oh, now, now, stand by me
Stand by me, stand by me

If the sky that we look upon
Should tumble and fall
And the mountain should crumble to the sea
I wont cry, I wont cry
No I wont shed a tear
Just as long as you stand, stand by me

And Pumbaa, Pumbaa stand by me
Oh, stand by me
Stand by me, stand by me, stand by me

Whenever you're in trouble wont you stand by me
Oh, now, now, stand by me
Oh, stand by me, stand by me, stand by me

Pumbaa, Pumbaa stand by me
Stand by me
Oh stand by me, stand by me, stand by me

DO NOT READ ON IF EASILY OFFENDED!

So the beast resides in me
Deep down I always knew
I never really did fit in
So diverse from all of you
Let him who comprehends
Know the number of the beast
It's a number of a man
A number just for me

As the boy becomes a man
Father's minions pave the way
Set in motion now, Armageddon,
Final conflict, end of days
I embrace the hounds of hell
And the power they oblige
For the task that lies ahead
The Nazarene I'll crucify
They'll see the raptures of our kingdom
They'll see the truth to mankind
I'll show what hell truly is
The monotony of their lives

When the Jews return to Zion
And a comet fills the sky
The Holy Roman Empire rises
And you and I must die
From the eternal sea he rises
Creating armies on either shore
Turning man against his brother
Till man exists no more

"Nazarene, what can you offer?
Since the hour you vomited forth
from the gaping womb of a woman,
you have done nothing but drown mens' soaring desires in a deluge of sanctimonious morality.
I was conceived of a jackal.
Your pain on the cross was but a splinter
compared to the agony of my father.
I will drive deeper the thorns into your rancid carcass,
you profaner of Isis.
Cursed Nazarene, I will avenge thy torment."

Now Disciples of the Watch
See your Prince of Darkness rise
Through famine and destruction
The Four Horsemen at my side
I demand a victory, I demand a sacrifice
Or spend all eternity In the flaccid gut of Christ!

When the Jews return to Zion
And a comet fills the sky
The Holy Roman Empire rises
And you and I must die
From the eternal sea he rises
Creating armies on either shore
Turning man against his brother
Till man exists no more

Once again, [DELET'D] ye olde FloBots.

They suck [DELET'D].

Big [DELET'D].

My ears hurt

Better your ears than your bum, ho ho ho.

FOR SHAME.

[DELET'D]. [DELET'D]. [DELET'D]. [DELET'D]. [DELET'D]. [DELET'D]. [DELET'D]. [DELET'D]. [DELET'D]-Cocktail.

oooh, more potty talk. Keep clicking the edit button and it's only going to get better.

Nemo stop being such a pussy and leave DI's posts alone.

Family friendly eh?

Time to bring out the big guns.

"MOAR" family friendly?

Jesus christ. [DELET'D], [DELET'D], [DELET'D], [DELET'D], [DELET'D], twat, [DELET'D], [DELET'D], [DELET'D], [DELET'D], [DELET'D], [DELET'D]-guzzling-beast, [DELET'D] eater, double [DELET'D] penetration, [DELET'D] sucker, [DELET'D] cream, [DELET'D] oil, [DELET'D] discharge, hairy [DELET'D], loose [DELET'D], old [DELET'D], new [DELET'D].


Edit:
Yes, MOAR family friendly.

Lalalalalala negrep for you, Nemo.


Edit:
Love you too.

This is like watching the Sopranos on basic cable...