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Lyrics taken from the album "LOVE SEX VOLUME"
released on Buzzville records.
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| All lyrics by Henk V. | |
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| Yes, I learned my lesson I know my time is runnin' out Plugged in, I'm electric And the volume is so loud You won't get me hiding Won't get me hidin' from the sun Rollin' with the action Rollin' with the rush Death around the corner My defyin'days are gone Ghost in my speaker Life got hit,by a bus A man is so eager Ghost in my speaker |
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| Be the outsider, alive The only one That keeps on dreamin' Pushin' limits, don't ask why I never had much time For livin' I lead my people through The land of moneytakin' And forgivin' I'm burnin' by the look in the eye Burnin' by the look in the eye Burnin' by the look in the eye I have seen and understand The image buildin'& destruction The intensity of life Is far too heavy I should mention I'm burnin' by the look in the eye Burnin' by the look in the eye Burnin' by the look in the eye Built me up just to burn me down But I am king, I wear the crown Fire burning in my eyes Breaking down the edge of life |
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| Blood, sweat and tears Send a message to the brain Oh when you shine your star I'm coming in, I am in the chase I should be so lucky Coz now I am the bait But for my rocking waist I'll expect you'll have to wait Lights shine on you and You move me in everyway You will burn your hand While you stick it in my pants You should be locked away In a cage So baby shine your star I'm coming in, I'm coming in� And my religion and my faith Highly overrated, highly overrated In the eyes of all mankind Highly overrated, highly overrated Shine on, you black starlight You get me fucking hypnotized (3x) And my religion and my faith Highly overrated, highly overrated In the eyes of all mankind I waited far too long Been coming on so strong� YOU WILL BURN YOUR HAND WHILE YOU STICK IT IN MY PANTS!!! |
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| It's hangin' above you Like a sword of ancient time You will never see it coming' There's nobody like you You read like a book of unsolved crime You will never see me runnin' Gave birth to a monster But you never looked so fine Could I ever be mistakin'? You have earned a little time Makin' up your mind Makin' up your mind I am already near But you will never see me coming You know I want you there We play the fool for love Could I ever be mistakin'? Ever be mistakin'�� |
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| I spent my time with killing time In killing fields with restless souls I loose more time as an architect That I ever did before And my path of life leads through a hole Through an open door I walk I was given a role I expect no more I will get some time to grow I have bought some time it didn�t cost a dime An empty wallet ain�t no crime I loose more time as an architect One that never will design And a pack of lies yes I know �m all I have heard it all before I accept my role I expect no more I will get some time alone I�m on the other side Just like the rollin�dice There ain�t no easy way out Kick it out like it�s the last time Baby come on� |
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Lyrics taken from the album "A Trip to the Stonehenge
Colony" released on Buzzville records.
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One man stands before me |
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| Anxiety is ticking As the clock is beating rythm Follow your taillight I hear you say, I wanna meet him The tone was set I wrote you a letter From now on baby, It looked like a set up Don't get me wrong, We're in this together Let me walk you home, I'll be a good boy Let me take you home But first, let me walk you home I'll be a good boy But let me take you home |
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| Like a man coming home, Using the wrong gun Took an aversion to the man He was cutting the wrong wires Crossing the lines again For too many times Now pay the ransom for our loose family ties Cracking jokes about free sex And drinking cold beer Took the celebrity back home She was wearing the wrong size Crossing the line again For too many times So pay attention to me now Look with whom I'm connented Connected with the mob masses (x2) Cracking jokes about bad sex It's like sharpeningh the axes I don't remember I ever said You should deny me, the access |
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| Hands tied, oh In no position to do things that I want to Tied down, oh To your bed of nails, I'm chained I belong to I drink to, the urge to, Quench the thirst of the century My friends are, the rest of The world, you know they're like me Hands tied, oh Rope around your neck You show some affection Tied down, oh Dog on a leash, you show some direction I drink to, the urge to Kill the first of the century My friends are, the rest of The world, you know they like me So blow your past to Smithereens You know exactly what I mean So blow your past to Smithereens |
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| Linger on through the promised land Like a hard-core lizard through the sand Just a practical joke, it leads you by the hand Like a cynical girl, it takes you by the hand Asteroid blast, around the sun Red hot skin, cancer everyone Asteroid blast, news travels fast Asteroid blast, I hope it will last Hard stone blanket, around the sun You will mark the signs, each and everyone Asteroid blast, I hope it will last I will pick up the pieces, I will lay me to rest |
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| Leave the bastards down the heavy road Move these asses Coz you have to go You won't listen But it's the truth I hold I forget to mention I keep it as a holy stone In my hands Holy stone in my hand (x4) Drive your chevy down the dusty road Call me moody I just let it go yeah Better keep your distance Coz it's a violent world I forget to mention I rest my loaded head In my hands Holy stone in my hand (x4) I drink the holy water I read the spoken words Never mind the truth , you said We'll wrap it up in fur |
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| You'll squeeze the life out of a Frozen statue king You'll find your way out even Through the hole in my skin Only burnt ambition Made a scarface soul With some grace I'm flying Time to leave your hole I will find my way out Even though you're so cold With some grace I'm flying I fell out of my role Only burnt ambition Made a scarface soul With your hunted breath It's like Mickey Mouse giving head Damn you , at the end you come knocking But I think I can hold on Damn you , at the end you come crawling But i think I can hold on ����(x2) Repeat verse 1 + 2 + Chorus |
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| Come on over Side by side So feel the shiver Roll down your spine If I could help myself Well I don't mind My drive consists in To make you mine Demolition Derby babe dancing on the heads Of people everywhere Demolition Derby babe standing on the edge With quicksand up ahead The booze gallore Makes peace of mind So feel the shiver Oh girl divine If I could help myself To give you more We'll better end up The cheap horror before Chorus Demolititon derby babe (x4) + Chorus |
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| Your ego was crushed today by the head of a truck The thing was driven by One of the girls that you fuck Two up front Three in the back Millions of people sail under your flag Your ego has landed and it crashed Without luck Your birdbrain pushed aside Your biggest mouth mock Two up front Three in the back Millions of people sail under your flag Drivin', cruisin' Gearbox out of line Movin', cruisin' Excuse for mankind Your ego was crushed today by the head of a truck A monster driven by One of the girls that you fuck Two up front, yes, Three in the back Millions of people call you a fag Drivin', cruisin' Gearbox out of line Movin', cruisin' Excuse for mankind Cruiser owns the blood of a bigamy god Movin', cruisin'� |
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