non gronibard ils sont pas droles
exemples de chansons :
ART FAG
HE LISTENS TO THE FUCKING SMITHS
HE’S GOT A MUSTACHE
HE WEARS A TRENCHCOAT
HE’S GOT A MUSTACHE
HE WEARS BLACK TIGHTS
HE WRITES POETRY
HE WEARS BLACK LIPSTICK
UNDER HIS MUSTACHE
HE’S GOT A ROLLERCOASTER HAIRCUT
HE DYES IT JET BLACK
WHEN HIS HAIR IS REALLY BROWN
JUST LIKE HIS MUSTACHE
HE WANTS TO BE ROBERT SMITH
BUT WITH A MUSTACHE
HE’S A FUCKING ART FAG
HE’S GOT A MUSTACHE
FACE IT YOU’RE A METAL BAND
you’re not fucking hardcore, you’re not avant garde
you’re not punk rock, you’re just a fucking retard
you’re not something special, you’re not something new
you’re not fucking good, face it you’re a metal band
I NOTICED THAT YOU’RE GAY
i saw you buying a pearl jam record,and i noticed that you’re gay
i saw you hanging around in allston,and i noticed that you’re gay
i saw you riding around on your rollerblades,and i noticed that you’re gay
i saw you getting your tongue pierced,and i noticed that you’re gay
i heard you spend all day on the internet,and i noticed that you’re gay
i saw you drinking a frappucino,and i noticed that you’re gay
i saw you wearing a fucking tree shirt,and i noticed that you’re gay
you’ve got a tribal tattoo, and i noticed that you’re gay
BIG PANTS, BIGGER LOSER
big pants, bigger loser (x4)
you’re such a fucking idiot
i want to fucking kill you
you want to look just like a nigger
so you wear pants 30 times bigger
YOUR BEST FRIEND IS YOU
no one cares what you say,no one gives a shit about norway
no one can stand the way you talk,except your girlfriend,the greasy wop
1st chorus:
everyone mistakes you for a jew
your best friend is you(x2)
you have hook nose like a fucking jew
your best friennd is you(x2)
no one cares about what you wrote,you’re nothing but a spic,a 5 foot joke
every show you book is a fucking flop,you’re a fucking midget and your broad’s a wop
2nd chorus:
no one cares what your last show drew
your best friend is you(x2)
you’re about as tall as tattoo
your best friend is you(x2)
your favorite letter’s f
flunk-you flunked out of school
flop-every show that you do
fail-every class that you take
friends-not one you can make
I ATE YOUR HORSE
YOUR DAD TOOK OUT A SECOND MORTGAGE TO BUY YOU A HORSE
YOU LOVED IT, AND TOOK BETTER CARE FOR IT THAN YOURSELF
YOU COMMAND IT, CLEANED IT, AND FED IT APPLES EVERY DAY
I WAS BROKE, DRUNK, AND HUNGRY, SO I KILLED YOUR HORSE, AND ATE IT
I ATE YOUR HORSE
I ATE YOUR HORSE
I ATE YOUR HORSE
I ATE YOUR HORSE
WHEN YOU CAME TO THE STABLE NEXT MORNING
YOU FOUND A PILE OF HAIR, TEETH, AND HOOVES
I HID AROUND THE BACK, TO LISTEN TO YOU CRY
THEN I BEAT AN OLD LADY TO DEATH WHIT THE LEG BONE
I ATE YOUR HORSE
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