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Leisure Suit Lyrics and Video Lounge and PPWC Karaoke Bar
I dunno about all that, though.
Check out some of the upcoming action at The Rock....
March 31st - American Head Charge
March 18th -Kittie, Walls of Jericho, Dead to Fall, 36 Crazyfists, In this Moment
March 14th - Dope
February 17th - Saliva, and Crossfade, and some other band
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That March 18th show looks good....
If anything, just to hit on the drummer chick from Kittie... I've done that at a lot of their shows. :cool:
but then again, thats two days after my b-day...
I dunno how alive i'm going to be at that point, or how much money I'll have.
AHC is totally in my plans...
Although I still despise those guys for ditching Minnesota, and moving to California.
We're flyering all over the place for this one.
I partied with these guys after a Slayer show. Got a few autographs and a cd. They were pretty cool young guys. It is too bad they moved on to bigger and better things out West but how can you fault them for doing that? I guess I can't. But I do understand what you're talking about.
Its all good...
I like to give Chad and Benji, crap for it, though when I get chances to see them.... they go along with it.
They're in town alot as it is... just rare that they actually play a set, someplace.
have you seen the video footage, from when they fired Chris (drummer), live onstage, last year?
Cameron made a sign that said "I'm Fired" and handed it to him, part-way through the set.... I think they only played like 3 or 4 songs, then they fired him and walked off-stage
I miss the X-Fest days.... when you knew that local bands like those guys and Flipp were gonna get some exposure, simply because of bigger bands being there.
As far as I know, those are the only two bands that played every X-Fest I attended....
Chris sucked ass, and theres nothing he could do about it.
He got a big head, and a bigger attitude, and thought he was god.
And god didnt feel the need to have good drumming skills, any longer, apparently.
(B. Wishes & C. Kay)
©1996 Wishes & Dreams Music (ascap)
administered by Bug Music (323) 466-4352
The murderers keep murderin
The churches keep a burnin
The rapists keep a rapin
And the tide ain't turnin
Uncle Sam for all your power
Things get worse every hour
It seems to me your energies
Are wasted chasin my friends and me
Chorus:
So hey, Uncle Sam
Leave us pot smokers alone
Uncle Sam
Leave us pot smokers alone
The terrorists keep terrorizin
Our leaders keep a lyin
The haters keep a hatin
And the planet's dyin
Uncle Sam, do what's proper
Call off your dogs and your helicopters
The problems of society
Were not caused by my friends and me
Chorus
How many innocent people gonna be imprisoned
We're just peace lovin spleef puffin brotherhood freaks
A touch of Mother Nature never made nobody violent
Never made nobody hate nobody or break nobody's peace
It's never been shown to be harmful don't you tell me no lies
With your caffeine codeine nicotine eyes
The cannabis ban is just recent just since 1938
Relegalize it. Realize it. You made a big mistake
Chorus
for my brother :smile:
hmmm...they even sound good...i'm impressed...
haha... nice
The Jager Song....
basically its like 3 minutes of them singing "we need some jagermeister", and an occaisional cuss word or two, along with some burping...
awesome stuff.
thats funny
if you find the firing on youtube, Id like to see it- what a way to be fired! in front of thousands of people -how humiliating!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hYPH3fhojM4&mode=related&search=
He lives in a chicken turkey piggy neighborhood.
He likes to fuck his sister, and drink his moonshine,
A typical redneck filthy fuckin' swine!
I rode into town with my ax in my holster,
Everybody knows about the wicked piggy roaster.
The sheriff at the border, he tried to take me out,
I drew my ax with the quickness, and cut his adams apple out!
Walked in the village, and to the piggy's place,
He opened up his door, and shot me in the face.
It blew me off the porch, and blew my head in half,
But i'm a juggalo, so it only made me laugh. (hehe!)
Ax in hand, i rose like the dead,
And swung with all my might,
I made a thump noise in his head.
Since we out west, i grabbed the shot gun,
And blew his fuckin' tongue out the back of his cranium!
Three little piggies, to make a piggy pie.
There's nothing like the sound when you hear a piggy cry.
I might use a gun, (no!)
I might use an ax, (yes!)
The carnival's in town, come and get your piggy snacks!
The second little piggy, his house is made of brick,
And this little piggy is a mutha fuckin' dick.
He lays down his rules and reads you your rights
In that funny lookin car with the little blinkin lights
I drive a volkswagon bug 17 deep
Packed full of juggalo's lights out and we creep
To the piggy station and lay on the horn
First piggy out we blow his lungs out his uniform
Now the air kazoo like starsky and hutch
But there's only 2 of them the rest are out to lunch
They call up dunkin doughnuts to gather up the rest
25 piggy's with they bullet proof vests
We lead 'em on a chase, they blowin off rounds
Now they all front cuz we at the carney grounds
And they gettin swallowed by they very own greed
Dark carnival and wicked clownz cuz we need
Three little piggies, to make a piggy pie
There's nothin like the sound when you hear a piggy cry
I might use a gun, (no!)
I might use an ax, (yes!)
The carnival's in town come and get your piggy snacks (2x)
The last little piggy, his house is made of gold,
He lives in a mansion on his own private road,
I started walking down it, the guard he told me wait,
I snapped his fucken neck in 2 and slammed his nuts in the gate! cuz this little piggy, must defiantly die,
I'm a lop his nugget off and toss it in the sky.
And then i watch the moon take the form of the devil,
And pull it out the sky, and beat it with a shovel.
People in my city, they fight for they meals,
He sleeps on a mattress stuffed with hundred dollar bills.
A ritchie is the devil, he never really made it,
So i'm a cut his hand off and slap his face wit' it.
Opened up his door, he's sleeping in his bed,
I grabbed a brick, and roller-laid it upside his head.
He begged for his life, i told him it's too late,
And tied his neck in a knot and watched him suffocate, cuz i need
Three little piggies, to make a piggy pie
There's nothin like the sound when you hear a piggy cry
I might use a gun, (no!)
I might use an ax, (yes!)
The carnival's in town come and get your piggy snacks
It reminded me of this one.
http://youtube.com/watch?v=il4VyAtAWGw
Why don't you, sit right back,
and I, I may tell you, a tale.
A tale of three, little pigs,
and a BIG, BAD, WOLFFF.
Well the first little piggy, well he was kinda hick.
He spent most of his days, just a dreamin of the city.
And then one day, he bought a guitar.
He moved to Hollywood, to become a star.
But, living on the farm, he knew nothing of the city.
Built his house out of straw, what a pity.
And then one day, jammin on some chords,
along came the wolf, knocking on his door.
(Chorus)
Little Pig, Little Pig, let me in.
NOT BY THE HAIR OF MY CHINNY, CHIN, CHIN!!
Little Pig, Little Pig, let me in.
NOT BY THE HAIR OF MY CHINNY, CHIN, CHIN!!
Well I'm huffin, I'm puffin, I'll blow your house in.
Huffin, puffin, blow your house in.
Huffin, puffin, blow your house in.
Huffin and a puffin and I'll blow your house in!!!
Well the second little piggy, well he was kinda stoked.
He spent most of his time just a gone just smokin.
Huffin and a puffin down on Venice Beach.
Getting paid money for religious speech.
He built his shelter from what he garbage picked.
Mostly made up of old cans and sticks.
Then one day he was cranking out Bob Marley,
and along came the Wolf on his big bad Harley.
(Chorus)
Well the third little piggy, the grade A student.
His daddy was a rock star, named Pig Nugent.
Earned his Masters Degree, from Harvard College.
Built his house from his architect knowledge.
A tri-level mansion, Hollywood Hills.
Daddy's rock stardom, paid for the bills.
And then one day came the old house smasher
the BIG BAD WOLF THE LITTLE PIGGY SLASHER.
(Chorus)
Well the big bad Wolf,
well he huffed, and he puffed, all that he could.
And low and behold the little piggy's house stood.
IT'S MADE OUT OF CONCRETE! the little piggy shouted.
The wolf just frowned, as he pouted.
So they called nine-eleven, like any piggy would.
The sent out RAMBO, just as fast, as they could.
(Rambo)
YO, WOLF-FACE, I'M YOUR WORST NIGHTMARE, YOUR ASS IS MINE!!!
Well the wolf fell dead as you can plainly see.
So thats to end the story, for you and me.
If you still give a listen, you just may, here a big wolf or little piggy say.
(Chorus)
And the moral of the story is, ' A band with no talent can easily amuse
idiots, with a stupid, puppet show.
Now thats what i'm talking about.
Gimme some ICP to lighten any day up....
damn straight.
especially some of that old school.
[Shaggy 2 Dope]
My name is Shaggy
But some call me Shaggy Balls
Cuz you can me my ball sac
Hangin out my drawls
I wear short shorts
Bitches stop and stare
Later on you see me partin through the Cotton hair
I meet a bitch
I always gotta check and ask
"How many corndogs been to the Cotton patch?"
And when I fuck bitches ask what i'm tryin to do
My nuts is people so i try and stuff em in there too
Cotton Candy is wasn't made for the mouth
Don't believe me just take a look down South
Rottin Candy is what you'll find with out a doubt
I stick my wang in the Cotton hole and then I'm out
Jump Steady, Rude Boy, nad Nate the Mack
They huntin Cotton
And Shaggy Shaggs knows where it's at
So don't be stingy
There's more than one Wicked Clown
And bitch you got enough Cotton here to go around
Now some bitches wanna go and shave they Cotton off
Straight to the Candy
I'm wit it
I won't get lost
That's why I bring da clippers wit me
They comin in handy
When you fuckin round wit the Cotton Candy
[(Chorus) x2]
HHHHHHEEEEEEYYYYY Cotton Candy
Yeah Hey Hey
Cotton Candy don't get wet until it's in yo mouth she told me
[Violent J]
My name is J
The kids call me Jiggy pants
Cuz I can play the flute
And make my dick start ta dance
Like a snake I make it shake, rattle, and roll
And this year my balls made it to the Cotton Bowl
Unlike Shaggy
He scared of the Cotton Pie
I ate so much Cotton Candy
I got pink eye
I can remember the first time I had a taste
She pulled her panties down
And shoved her Cotton in my face
I said "Your daddy's home"
She said "So fuckin what"
I tried to take my ding-a-ling and stick it in her butt
I tried to push it in
I couldn't turn it out
She said "Cotton Candy don't get wet until it's in yo mouth"
OH SHIT!
So what was I ta do
Run like a bitch
Or have the Cotton Stew
I thought for a second
Then I said "What The Fuck!"
I ate so much Cotton that my tounge came out her butt
BBBBWWWW Bitch
I'll have another bowl
My boys had to come and get me
Cuz I lost control
On the way home I had a new attitude
I'm like
"Hey let's go eat some more pussy dude"
[repeat chorus]
What the hell's a ninja?
(ninja's posess a superior skills of ninjitsu, mu'afucka')
It is a branch os a Japanese samurai, a very old organization
Its origins are hundreds of years old, much of its history is being lost
not many ninja's exist today, yet they all have indomitable fighting skills
as a part of ninjitsu
(ninja's of the indomitable fighting skills, of a ninja, a ninjer, a
mutha'fuckin' ninja)
no matter what weapons you use, a ninja will never die!
Damn I wish I could be a Shokon Samurai
so I could swing a sword and make necks fly
I'd go to school and ninja-crawl through tha halls
n' then I'd jump out n' stab bitches in the balls
cuz I remember these kids from tha playground
everybody'd hang around, we were all down
but then we grew up, n' everybody turned away
n' now they dissin' me, yellin', "fuck Nerdy-J"
I sit n' think at how it changed as I got olda'
as I think I draw a ninja on my folda', Ugh
what I would do if I only had a ninja sword
you'd see blood start flingin' on tha chalkboard
I'd tell tha whole class, "nobody move a jiggle,
first one that do I'll make yer fuckin' neck wiggle."
everyone wold start jockin', tha news would take my picta'
DAMN I wish I could be a ninja
[chorus]
Damn I wish I could be a ninja, ninja [X3]
Damn It'd feel good ta see people applaudin' [all X2]
After I was done killin' all tha yuppie fucks
all tha poor kids would come n' swing from my nuts
and I would walk home feelin' like a Samurai
I'd walk in tha house, and see my momma cry
I's ask why, she'd point to my drunkin' pops
he tried ta hit her again, but that shit STOPS
I kick him in his throat, you hear his neck break
I throw a roundhose and knock his beard off his face
I tell him, "Dad, now look at all your broken glass,
why don'tcha pick it all-up n' stick it in yer ass."
I watch him do it, "Now hurry up ya take fo'eva'."
when he was done I'd squeeze his butt-cheeks togetha'
"Now get tha FUCK out my house, neva' come back!"
I throw a chinese star, stick him in his ass-crack (Ahhhh)
I turn to my mudda, "I'm sorry that he hit'cha!"
DAMN I wish I could be a ninja
[repeat chorus]
If I could be a ninja, my daddy'd be dead, but
I still gotta go ta work, n' pay tha rent
I flip frenchfries for $2.25
Mr. Donny works here he's fuckin' 45
but he'd think he "da' shit" cuz he's da' boss
I guess he don't know that his life is a loss
I walk in....about 5 minutes late...
cuz I was tryin' ta clean tha blood off my ninja blade
so, Mr. Donny wanna try n' get up in my face
screamin' at me, sweatin' ova' this place
mad cuz I'm late, he's no betta' than me
just another bitch workin' for next ta' free
I thought him out, takin' money, just steal
n' cuttin' up his body, n' fry him on tha grill
but he's too fuckin' wack, n' I could kill dis bitch
n' I don't even need ta be a ninja
[repeat chorus X7]
Yeah, Yeah I'm a ninja, Yeah
FUCK that, I'm a WICKED CLOWN, BITCH, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha
"Yeah, you give sax lessons. Why not to spend the night?
I am only to spend the night? I play music of the night.
No, no, I'm not awake in the day.
Read my lips, eww scary. Aww, man, why you guys in the goddamn,
Yellow Pages then, the fuckin, the goddamn, what's it, no,
it's the Weekly. In paranthasees, 'No gig...eww, scary'.
And that's just what I am. Scary."
Look up in the sky, it's a bird, it's a plane
Nah, bitch, Super Balls, is the name
And I come from a far away planet
Southwest Del Ray, goddamn it!
And it's the land of the smog-filled maniacs
Super Balls, and concrete nutsacs
You know that fat lady skank that always bothers you
I'm here to fuck her, yo, that's what I do
So tell me where the hoes is at
The fat loopy bitches with the lumpy backs
Super Balls ain't scared of a fuckin' thing
Hold your belly up and I'll stick you with my Super Wang
So, who's next, the bitch with the rubber eye
It won't shut, and now she can't find a guy
It scared everybody off, so I guess my duty calls
BITCH!!!!!!!!!! Call me Super Balls
Ain't no bitch to fat
Ain't no bitch to whack
Ain't no bitch to ugly
For Super Balls, woowoo! [x2]
I met a girl looked a lot like a turkey
So I fucked her and her neden went bublabublabubla
Cuz I could give a motherfuck about looks
I just jock up another one for the books
I know this bitch fat round like a beachball
You can roll her up, and bounce her off the wall
We played ball, shoot hoops, she can hold steady
Then I stick my dick down in the fat patty
Just cuz no one calls your home
Don't mean that you're all alone
Just call Super Balls to the rescue
Now here's what I'm a do
I might stick my big toe in your butthole
And then tickle your neden with my other toes
Ugly bitches in need, I crash through their walls
Big daddy J Violent Super Balls
Ain't no bitch to fat (yeah, motherfucker)
Ain't no bitch to whack (better ask somebody)
Ain't no bitch to ugly
For Super Balls, woowoo! [x2]
"It's a bright mid-summer day in Metropolis, and there's not much
news fit to televise at Galaxy Communications. Where, in his
office, Clark Kent is monitoring the twelve o'clock news."
"Uh uh, it goes thump thump thumpin against your clit"
"Harder, harder!"
"Lois Lane, ace reporter for Galaxy Communications, opens Clark's
door and looks in."
"When the hell do I get something out of this?"
It's down, it's down with the clown
Fuck fat bitches and charge by the pound
I gets paid and I bought a new Lexus
Cuz I fucked a bitch bigger than Texas (yeeehaw!!)
Super Balls don't care where his nuts at
One night, I found em in your mom's butt crack
You was playin Nintendo upstairs
I had my dick stickin in your mom's butt hairs
Granny walked in, puffing on a jay
"Pfft, my pussy's turning grey"
She asked if I would mind dipping in the sugar walls
I said it ain't no thing for Super Balls
Super Balls is in the motherfucking house!!!
Ain't no bitch to fat
Ain't no bitch to whack
Ain't no bitch to ugly
For Super Balls, woowoo! [x6]
Ain't no bitch to whack
Ain't no bitch to ugly
For Super Balls, woowoo!
At least they have standards
:wink:
"Tunnel of Love" is one of my favorite "filler" CD's that they've put out.
I saw a dude at the "Psychopathics from Outerspace" tour show, back in like 98-99 or whatever, who was wearing an actual Super Balls costume, modeled after the one from their music video.
Every time I leave
You say you wont be there.
And youre always there.
Every time I cry your name at night,
You pull close and say its alright.
I look in your eyes, just like the rain.
Washing me, rain wash over me.
Touching your face, I feel the heat
Of your heartbeat echo in my head like a scream.
What you do to me!
Waited so long I cant wait another day without you.
Jet city woman.
Its a long way, home to my
Jet city woman.
I see her face everywhere, cant get her out of my mind.
Whenever Im alone Im thinking,
Theres a part missing from my life.
Wonder where Id be without your love
Holding me together now im
Watching the time tick, tick away.
Face grows longer every day.
Fortunes are lost on the women Ive seen
But without you I cant breathe!
Youre the air to me!
Waited so long, Im all alone thinking about you.
Jet city woman.
Got to find my way home to her.
Jet city woman.
I see her face everywhere I look!
Jet city woman.
Just a thousand miles and Ill be there
Jet city woman, to make the clouds go away.
Time for some blue sky!
Waited so long now the planes delayed
And hour, reminds me of all our days apart.
Hold on, just a little longer.
Jet city woman.
Wonder where Id be, youre the air to me.
Jet city woman.
Eyes like the rain, rain down on me.
Jet city woman.
No more nights alone Im almost home now.
Jet city woman.
Close my eyes, Im there in my jet city.
http://www.webratsmusic.com/video-56038-its-not-over.php
Guitar Hero II: 1980's Edition
spring 2007
this expansion hasnt been officially announced yet (but trust us; its coming), but just the thought of jamming to all '80's tunes has us itchin to rock some spandex
and also... another article
Xbox 360 -
Its about time someone other than PS2 owners can pay homage to the rock gods. Guitar Hero II will shred the Xbox 360 with a stylish new controller (the design is based on Gibson's Explorer/X-plorer line) and downloadable songs. If the developers are smart, they'll offer GH1's killer set via Xbox Live Marketplace
theres also a write-up/review of Karaoke Idol....
the reviewers dont like it very much...
...But it's another version of Karaoke Revolution (which is an awesome party game)...
Is that the guy from Idol? I watched Idol once because it was from Minneapolis and think I seen him on there at the beginning of the show. Or at least someone like him.
I cant believe how much they hated on Minneapolis...
Seattle SUCKED way worse!
That brother and sister pair from India or wherever, towards the end of the first day were pretty good though....
I taped last night's Idol and haven't watched it yet but the people on the Idol thread said the Indian people were kinda good too. I was thinking they were talking about an American Indian but you cleared that up. Not sure if I'll watch any more of it until the finally. I never got into it for some reason. I like reality shows, especially Rock Star which is basically the same thing. I'm just not a fan of Idol is all.
I'm really enjoying that "Grease: You're the one that I want" show, on Sundays too....
The Indian brother and sister were good. I liked the fact that he had some class and didn't tell his sister that they liked him better on camera.
.... and then they should beat up Clay Aiken