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Sephiroth | posted on 05-03-2001 @ 3:40 PM | ||||
O&A Board Regular Registered: Dec. 00 | Spit, GREAT Misfits Song! Here a few of my favorite 'Fits Bloodfeast When they pull out her tongue Pul off her face, pluck out her eyes Well the blood runs cold for... When it drips from the mouth Be forewarned, be prepared for a grizzly bloodfeast And that bloods so real because I just can't can't fake it When you think of severed heads Think of my face, think that you're alive Well I guess I fooled you When you think of my face Think of your blood, think that you're dead Cause it's a grizzly bloodfeast I'm posessing your death possessingyour blood possessing your head Cause it's a priviledged bloodfeast I'm possessing your heart possessing your tongue, possessing your blood Cause it just won't fake you And that bloods so real because I just can't can't fake it And that bloods so real because I just can't can't fake it And that blood, and that blood I'm possessing your death possessing your blood possessing your demise For a priviledged bloodfeast I'm possessing your heart possessing your tongue, possessing your blood Cause it just won't fake you And that bloods so real because I just can't can't fake it And that blood, and that blood Bullet President's bullet ridden body in the street Ride, Johnny Ride Kennedy's shattered head hits concrete Ride, Johnny Ride Johnny's wife is floundering Johnny's wife is scared Run, Jackie Run Texas is an outrage when your husband is dead Texas is an outrage when thye pick up his head Texas is the reason, That the President's dead You gotta suck, suck, Jackie Suck President's bullet ridden body in the street Ride, Johnny Ride Kennedy's shattered head hits concrete Ride, Johnny Ride Texas is an outrage when your husband is dead Texas is an outrage when thye pick up his head Texas is the reason, That the President's dead You gotta suck, suck, Jackie Suck Arise Jackie O, Jonathan of Kennedy Arise and be shot down This dirt's gonna be your desert And my cum be your life source And the only way to get it Is to suck, or Fuck Or be poor and devoid and masturbate me, masturbate me Then slurp it from your palm, like a dry desert soakin up the rain, soakin up the sun Like a dry desert, soakin up the rain, soakin up suuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuunnnnnnn Death Comes Ripping Turn the lights down low And bolt the door up Future is coming Future rising up Whoa Shotgun blast, a demon piece of lead With both eyes open I wait up for the kill Feel the evil Feel the heat as I blast you open Death comes ripping And it's going, death comes ripping You feel the heat as death comes ripping Rip your back out And death comes ripping out Flesh and blood Too weak for you Turning it over A little too late to penetrate Death comes ripping And it's going, death comes ripping You feel the heat as death comes ripping Rip your back out Death comes ripping And it's going, death comes ripping You feel the heat as death comes ripping Rip your back out Death comes ripping And I know that death comes ripping out Whoa, Whoa, Whoa, Whoa Whoa Die Die My Darling Die, die, die my darling Don't utter a single word Die, die, die my darling Just shut your pretty mouth I'll be seeing you again I'll be seeing you in Hell Don't cry to me oh baby Your future's in an oblong box, yeah Don't cry to me oh baby Should have seen it a-coming on Don't cry to me oh baby I don't know it was in your power Don't cry to me oh baby Dead-end girl for a dead-end guy Don't cry to me oh baby Now your life drains on the floor Don't cry to me oh baby Die, die, die my darling Don't utter a single word Die, die, die my darling Just shut your pretty mouth I'll be seeing you again I'll be seeing you in Hell Don't cry to me a baby Your future is in an oblong box Don't cry to me oh baby Should have seen the end a-coming on, a-coming Don't cry to me oh baby I don't know it was in your power Don't cry to me oh baby Dead-end girl for a dead-end guy Don't cry to me oh baby Now your life drains on the floor Don't cry to me oh baby Die, die, die my darling Don't utter a single word Die, die, die my darling Shut your pretty mouth I'll be seeing you again I'll be seeing you in Hell Don't cry to me oh baby Die, die, die my darling Don't cry to me oh baby Die, die, die my darling Die, die, die my darling Die, die, die my darling Die, die, die, die, die, die.... Green Hell Here in this place lies the genie of death Touch it, see it Whoa Here in this place is a means to your end Touch it, feel it Green hell You've come to this like no one could I bet you never knew you woke it And don't you run away from anything I bet you thought you really could in Hell We're gonna burn in hell Green hell Like every hell but kind of green In hell, green hell We're gonna face the mess we're In hell, green hell I think I'd rather be up here In hell, green hell You know I fucking shake apart In hell, green hell Gotta find a way that you will stay Green hell Cannot forget about the heat In hell, green hell Hell is green, I need a flame In hell, green hell Gotta burn in hell Green hell You've come to this like no one could I bet you never knew you woke it And don't you run from anything I bet you thought you really could take it Here in this place is the genie of death Touch it, see it Whoa Here in this place is a means to your end Touch it, feel it Green hell You've come to this like no one could I bet you never knew you woke it And don't you run away from anything I bet you thought you really could You've come to this like no one could I bet you never knew you woke it We're gonna burn in Hell Green hell "It's no secret that a conscience can sometimes be a pest, It's no secret that ambition bites the nails of success, Every artist is a coward, Every poet is a thief They all kill their inspiration and sing about their grief." -U2 Have any anime questions? 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WoRMFACE | posted on 05-03-2001 @ 4:43 PM | ||||
O&A Board Regular Registered: Oct. 00 | Death comes ripping and BUllet use to be my two favorite misfits songs ever... heres a pretty good punk song, im hoping some of you know this one... A Study in Elitism When the last state is smashed and all the systems have been up'd When the last pig's been shot and the last politician hung When you've firebombed the final mall, spraypainted on every wall, where will fault be laid to rest? With every slogan satisfied, how many patches will be realized as mere compliments to a form of dress? Does their corruption just excuse such a one sided point of view, if, while they're fucking people over you're too drunk to tie your shoes. The blame has been shifted so many times, Gagged is the suggestion that the fact is the fault just may come from inside. Narrator: Political and social ideologies based soley on silk-screened patches and catchy slogans, a weak rebellion doth make. [bold] Kill Your Elected Official Today! | ||||
adolescentmasturbator | posted on 05-03-2001 @ 5:08 PM | ||||
O&A Board Regular Registered: Jan. 01 | Misfits are one of the greatest punk bands ever. If you are a big fan you should definitely get the box set. It is the definitive collection of songs. It is great to hear different versions of the same song, hearing how it progressed thru time. Little Angelfuck It's a shame that luck is the only thing Did you like the fun Did you like the times that I promised you Open wounds on your brow Little angel in red She isn't lovin you anymore Little Angelfuck I see you goin down on a fireplug Little Angelfuck Size for everyone Let those bastards believe Dry your eyes and we'll leave She isn't lovin you anymore Little Angelfuck I see you goin down on a fireplug Little Angelfuck Size for everyone Let those bastards believe Dry your eyes and we'll leave She isn't lovin you anymore Children In Heat Children in heat They have no conscience No resistance You gotta see this big reaction No resistance Cellophane sex, a new way of life With your heart in your throat And the other alive You've been pissin', pissin' blood Pissin' blood for seven days No resistance No resistance No resistance Children in heat You can't control them Why they're away and away They're always gonna run away Children in heat You can't control them Why they're running away Children in heat Are young little kindle wood I see them burning They all changed their names to Chicago No resistance No resistance No resistance Children in heat You can't control them Why they're running away Children in heat You can't control them Why they're running away and away They're always gonna run away Children in heat You can't control them Why they're running away and away They're always gonna run away Children in heat You can't control them Why they're running away she she walked out with empty arms machine gun in her hand she is good and she is bad no one understands she walked in in silence never spoke a word she's got a rich daddy she's her daddy's girl she loves naked sin he loves evil sex she has lost control they are growing old she will hide in silence then her day will come she was virgin vixen she is on the run she is on the run she is on the run where eagles dare we walk the streets at night we go where eagles dare they pick up every movement they pick up every loser with jaded eyes and features you think they really care i ain't no goddamn son of a bitch you better think about it baby i ain't no goddamn son of a bitch you better think about it baby, babe an omelet of disease awaits your noontime meal her mouth of germicide seducing all your glands i ain't no goddamn son of a bitch you better think about it baby i ain't no goddamn son of a bitch you better think about it baby, babe let's test your threshold of pain let's see how long you last that hatpin in your retina unbosoms all your past with jaded eyes and features you think they really care let's go where eagles dare we'll go where eagles dare i ain't no goddamn son of a bitch you better think about it baby i ain't no goddamn son of a bitch you better think about it baby i ain't no goddamn son of a bitch you better think about it baby i ain't no goddamn son of a bitch you better think about it baby, hey mommy, can i go out and kill tonight? 1, 2, 3, 4 singled out the kids who are mean to me get straight A's but they still make fun i don't give a... i'll laugh last stayed in every night do my homework so i'll be smart girls all say i'm a little fucked mommy i'm a good boy mommy i'm a fuckin' savior mommy i'm alive mommy, can i go out and kill tonight rip the veins from human necks until they're wet with life razor-blades love teenage flesh an epidermoty i'll bring back a souvenir for it's my mommy's dream can i go out and kill tonight, kill tonight killed a girl on lovers' lane i kept her toes and teeth every night i stalk around until i find my keep i'll bring back a souvenir for it's my mommy's dream can i go out and kill tonight, kill tonight killed a girl on lovers lane i kept her toes and teeth every night i stalk around until i find my keep mommy i'll bring back a souvenir for it's my mommy's dream can i go out and kill tonight, kill tonight kill tonight kill tonight kill tonight kill tonight kill tonight kill tonight can i go out and kill tonight kill tonight kill tonight kill tonight kill tonight kill tonight kill tonight kill tonight E-Mail Me IM me at stickysituation2 | ||||
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