Perfect People"

All the perfect people- Shallow and deceitful
Staring back at me on TV in magazines
Look so good like a box of fresh wrapped twinkies
What the hell happened to me?
So I took a drive to a rich and wealthy country
Saw everything I wanted and everything I need
Went right up and tried to join their party
You oughta seen the look when they saw me
Fucked up eyes- Stupid grin
Perfect people won't let me in
Who's who list- Where's my name
They won't let me join their game
I bet you think that I'm insane
There's no one left for me to blame
Screw the perfect people
Fuck they all look the same
We're not much to look at
Too short, dumb and so fat
Never gonna win a beauty pageant it's a curse
Always gonna be a better doorman
At the best clubs
How could thing's be any worse?
Don't have much to go on don't want your opinion
Don't have much to gain and I ain't got much to lose
Looks like you got it all and I'd really like to
Get some
You got something I could use

__________________
“Things you don’t know . . . fill libraries.”


My Swallowtail

Flake It!

Under the arc of a weather stain boards,
Ancient goblins, and warlords,
Come out of the ground, not making a sound,
The smell of death is all around,
And the night when the cold wind blows, No one cares, nobody knows.

I don't want to be buried in a Pet Cemetery,
I don't want to live my life again.
I don't want to be buried in a Pet Cemetery,
I don't want to live my life again.

Follow Victor to the sacred place,
This ain't a dream, I can't escape,
Molars and fangs, the clicking of bones,
Spirits moaning among the tombstones,
And the night, when the moon is bright,
Someone cries, something ain't right.

CHORUS

The moon is full, the air is still,
All of a sudden I feel a chill,
Victor is grinning, flesh rotting away,
Skeletons dance, I curse this day,
And the night when the wolves cry out,
Listen close and you can hear me shout.

I don't want to be buried in a Pet Cemetery,
I don't want to live my life again.
I don't want to be buried in a Pet Cemetery,
I don't want to live my life again, oh no, oh no
I don't want to live my life again, oh no, oh oh,
I don't want to live my life again, oh no no no
I don't want to live my life again, oh oh

__________________
“Things you don’t know . . . fill libraries.”


My Swallowtail

Flake It!

{ Enya - Deora Ar Mo Chro�* }

Ba dheas an lá go o�*che
Na glórtha binne i mo thaobh
'S aoibhneas i gach áit gan gruaim
Áthas ar mo chro�* go deo

Ma shiúlaim ó na laetha beo
An ghrian 's an ghealach ar mo chúl
Nil uaim ach smaointe ó mo shaoil
Deora ar mo chro�* go brón

(vertaling)

It was beautiful all day
The sweet voices by my side
And beauty without dispair everywhere
Joy in my heart forever

If I walk from the alive days
The sun and the moon behind me
I'll only need thoughts from my life
Tears sorrowfully on my heart

{ Enya - Only Time }

Who can say where the road goes
Where the day flows, only time
And who can say if your love grows
As your heart chose, only time

Who can say why your heart sighs
As your love flies, only time
And who can say why your heart cries
When your love lies, only time

Who can say when the roads meet
That love might be in your heart
And who can say when the day sleeps
If the night keeps all your heart
Night keeps all your heart

Who can say if your love grows
As your heart chose
- Only time
And who can say where the road goes
Where the day flows, only time

Who knows? Only time

Tony Ferrino - "Bigamy at Christmas"

Peace on Earth, Good will to all men,
Jesus is born in Bethlehem.
But think of the man who marries two wives.
He's in a pickle when Christmas arrives.

Once there was a time everything was fine,
A wife and two kids, though I've found,
That life is to live, I got so much to give,
But there ain't enough of me to go round,
And round, and round.

Bigamy at Christmas, what am I to do?
Spend it with the family?
I can't - I've got two!
Bigamy at Christmas, I'm in a jam!
Turkey with Emily or pudding with Pam?

A puppy for Jean, a dog for Maxine,
Nintendos for Pablo and Steve.
A Christmas shopping list for a bigamist
Is a very very very long one indeed!

Bigamy at Christmas, what am I to do?
Spend it with the family?
I can't - I've got two!
Bigamy at Christmas, I tell you the truth,
I also married Natalie, Suzanne, Jill and Ruth.

Ha Ha Ha - I joke, of course
Two is quite enough...

Come, sing along

Bigamy at Christmas, what am I to do?
Spend it with the family?
I can't - I've got two!

Bigamy at Christmas, what am I to do?
Spend it with the family?
I can't - I've got two!

OK everybody - open your presents!

Oh! My Little Pony for Jean!
And Pablo's got Mortal Kombat!
And oven gloves for Mummy!
And for me? Oh, just what I wanted! Soap on a rope!

Remember that Bigamy is illegal!
Merry Christmas!

Nog een klassieker van Tony..


Tony Ferrino - "Other Men's Wives"

He steals other men's wives,
Ruining other men's lives,
Before the husband arrives.
Better look out,
The wife-thief's about
To steal other men's wives.
Parking in other men's drives.
It's time to sharpen your knives,
To fight off the pest,
The unwelcome guest.

He comes like a thief in the night
To take what's another man's right
So husbands if you love your wives, beware
Insatiable, he'll never stop
Till finally he's on top
Because like Everest they were there

He steals other men's wives
Nobody's marriage survives
Under their covers he dives
If you were nice
Beware, he delights
In having other men's wives
This man depraves and deprives
Look out he schemes and connives
He has his fun
And then he will run

A girl may be pretty and tan
But he is no ordinary man
For if she's single, he won't look at her
For him, it's part of the game
When she bears another man's name
Well, that's the woman that he prefers

He steals other men's wives
Mister Divorce Lawyer thrives
He feels other men's wives
Morals, who cares
A stud must have mares

Then one day I saw him
This despicable man
Coming nearer and nearer
And in an instant
I recognised who he was
As I look in the mirror...

I steal other men's wives
Ruining other men's lives
I steal other men's wives
When you're out of town
Then I'll come around
At midnight we meet
I'm very discreet
You're off on that trip
I'm loosening her zip
We lock all the doors
He shoots and he scores
(3910)

Other men's wives!

en nog eentje


Tony Ferrino - "Stuttering Sadie from Stuttgart"

Now all of you guys out there listening to me
If you're looking for love then be careful, you see
If a girl is too perfect then she'll probably
Laugh in your face, tee-hee-hee-hee-hee-hee-hee

A lisp or a stammer is all that I need
A stuttering girl makes me weak at the knees
They're ready for love and they're eager to please
Representing three countries

I've got Lisping Lolita in Lisbon
I've got Stammering Mandy in Amsterdam
But my Stuttering Sadie from Stuttgart
Sh-sh-sh-she makes me feel like a man

You might say that it's wrong to betray
Articulate girls, I suppose they're OK
But I like a girl with something extra to say
I guess that God made me that way

I've got Lisping Lolita in Lisbon
I've got Stammering Mandy in Amsterdam
But my Stuttering Sadie from Stuttgart
Sh-sh-sh-she makes me feel like a man

A constant stuttering
Excessive uttering
Miscellaneous muttering
Won't get me in a huff
Her speech impediment
Is barely prevalent
Fact it's irrelevant
When were m-making love

I've got Lisping Lolita in Lisbon
I've got Stammering Mandy in Amsterdam
But my Stuttering Sadie from Stuttgart
Sh-sh-sh-she makes me feel like the
Caring and sensitive
Wonderful guy that I am, cha-cha-cha, ciao!

Maar deze van Tony steekt met kop en schouders boven de rest uit!

Tony Ferrino - "Fishing for Girls"

I got my rod
And I'm holding it tight
I got my tackle
D'you think they'll bite?
Yeah, yeah

I'm going fishing
Fishing for girls
In a river called Love
I'm gonna catch
Fat ones, thin ones
Stout ones, trim ones
In a river called Love

I've got the lines
And I've got the knack
I reel them in
Then I throw them back
Yeah, yeah

I'm going fishing
Fishing for girls
In a river called Love
I'm gonna catch
Young ones, old ones
Hot ones, cold ones
In a river called Love

(Fishing for girls, fishing for girls, fishing for girls)

Swim a little closer, girl
And see the worm I'm dangling
Show me to your river bed
Where I'll be angling

For love....

I'm going fishing
Fishing for girls
In a river called Love
I'm gonna catch
Slow ones, quick ones
Smart ones, thick ones
In a river called Love

({Repeat in background to end} Fishing for girls, fishing for girls, fishing
for girls)

I'm going fishing
Fishing for girls

Yes, I'm going fishing
Fishing for girls

I'm going fishing
Fishing for girls

Yeah, I'm going fishing
Fishing for girls

Fishing for girls

Coldplay - Fix You

When you try your best
but you don't succeed
When you get what you want
but not what you need
When you feel so tired
but you can't sleep
Stuck in reverse

And the tears come streaming down your face
When you lose something you can't replace
When you love someone
but it goes to waste
Could it be worse?

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you

And high up above or down below
When you're too in love to let it go
But if you never try you'll never know
Just what you're worth

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you

---Musical Interlude---

Tears stream down on your face
When you lose something you cannot replace

Tears stream down on your face
And I...

Tears stream down on your face
I promise you, I will learn from my mistakes

Tears stream down on your face
And I...

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you.

__________________
..::: Stèéph :::.. ..::: Drive Topless :::..
Op een nacht lag ik in mijn bed naar die vele sterren in de lucht te kijken en dacht bij mezelf: "Waar is mijn dak naartoe?"
Gohwaleukforum

Tom Paxton met was'nt that a party............................deze tekst vaak gedacht na een streetfighter party

Could have been the whiskey,
Might have been the gin.
Could have been three or four six-packs,
I don't know,
But look at the mess I'm in,
My head is like a football,
I think I'm gonna die,
Tell me, me oh me oh my,
Wasn't that a party?

Someone took a grapefruit
And wore it like a hat,
I saw someone under
My kitchen table,
Talking to my old tom cat,
They were talking about hockey
And the cat was talkin' back,
Along about then
Everything went black,
But wasn't that a party?

I'm sure it's just my memory
Playin' tricks on me,
But I think I saw my buddy
Cuttin' down my neighbour's tree,

Could have been the whiskey,
Might have been the gin.
Could have been three or four six-packs,
I don't know,
But look at the mess I'm in,
My head is like a football,
I think I'm gonna die,
Tell me, me oh me oh my,
Wasn't that a party?

Old Billy Joe and Tommy,
Well they went a little far,
They were sitting in my backyard
Blowing on the siren
In somebody's police car.
So you see, your honour,
It was all in fun,

That little bitty track meet
Down on main street,
Was just to see
If the cops could run,
Well, they run us in to see you,
In an alcoholic haze,
I can sure use those thirty days
To recover from the party.

Could have been the whiskey,
Might have been the gin.
Could have been three or four six-packs,
I don't know,
But look at the mess I'm in,
My head is like a football,
I think I'm gonna die,
Tell me, me oh me oh my,
Wasn't that a party

I get the same old dreams same time everynight
Fall to the ground and I wake up
So I get out of bed, put on my shoes and in my head
Thoughts fly back to the breakup

These four wall are closing in
Look at the fix you put me in

Since you been gone
Since you been gone
I'm out of my head can't take it
Could I be wrong
But since you been gone
You cast your spell so break it
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
Since you been gone

So in the night I stand beneath the backstreet light
I read the words that you sent to me
I can take the afternoon, the night time comes around
too soon
You can't know what you mean to me

Your poison letter, your telegram
Just goes to show you don't give a damn

Since you been gone
Since you been gone
I'm out of my head can't take it
Could I be wrong
But since you been gone
You cast your spell so break it
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
Since you been gone

If you will come back
Baby, you know you'll never do wrong

Since you been gone
Since you been gone
I'm out of my head can't take it
Could I be wrong
But since you been gone
You cast your spell so break it
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
Ever since you been gone

Since you been gone
Since you been gone
I'm out of my head can't take it
Since you been gone
Since you been gone
I'm out of my head can't take it

HET LAND VAN (& Baas B)
Ik kom uit het land van Pim Fortuin en Volkert van de G.
Het land van Theo van Gogh en Mohammed B
Kom uit het land van kroketten, frikadellen
Die je tot aan de Spaanse kust kunt bestellen
Kom uit het land waar index nooit uit de mode raken
waar ze je kraken op het moment dat je het groot gaat maken
Kom uit het land van rood wit blauw en de gouden leeuw
Plunderen de wereld noemen het de gouden eeuw
Kom uit het land van wietplantages en fietsvierdaagses
Het land waar je een junkie om een fiets kan vragen
Het land dat kampioen werd in ‘88
Het land van haring happen,dijken en grachten
Kom uit het land van, het land van lange Fransie
Dit is het land waar ik thuis kom na vakantie

Kom uit het land waar ik in 1982 geboren ben
Waar ik de guldens aan de euro verloren ben
Het land dat meedoet aan de oorlog in Irak
Want ome Bush heeft Balkenende in zijn zak
Het land van gierig zijn maakt gewoon helemaal niet uit
De Baas B komt toch wel weer uit Diemen zuid
Het land van rellen tussen Ajax en Feyenoord
Maar wanneer Oranje speelt iedereen er bij hoort
Het land van Johan Kruijf en Aben Lenstra
Het legioen laat de leeuw niet in zijn hemd staan Het land waar we elke dag hopen op wat beter weer
Die Piet Paulusma vertrouw ik voor geen meter meer
Het land dat vrij is sinds ‘45
Het land waar ik blijf, ik vind het er heerlijk
Eerlijk

Ik kom uit het land waar je door heen rijdt in 3 uurtjes
Met een ander dialect elke 10 minuutjes
Kom uit het land waar op papier een plek voor iedereen is
En XTC, export nummer 1 is
Kom uit het land waar Andre Hazes over 100 jaar in elk café nog steeds de baas is

Kom uit het land waar Peter Gert-Jan Raymond en Jutten
Frans Bart en Ali de game runnen
Kom uit het land waar hiphop een kind van 30 is
En je mag zelf weer gaan vullen hoe vet dat is
Het land waar als je rijk wordt je zoveel inlevert
En dat je bij jezelf denkt, hoeveel zin heeft het?
Het land waar prostitutie en blowen mag
Het land van sinterklaas en koninginnedag
Dit is het land waar ik verloren en bedrogen ben
Kom uit het land waar ik geboren en getogen ben

Kom uit het land met de meeste culturen per vierkante meter
Maar men is bang om bij de buren te gaan eten
En integratie is een schitterend woord
Maar shit is fucking bitter wanneer niemand het hoort
Ik deel mijn land met Turken en Marokanen, Antilianen, Molukkers en Surinamers
Het land waar we samen veels te veel opkroppen
En wereldwijd gerepresent zijn door Harry Potter
Het land waar apartheid, internationaal
het meest bekende woord is uit de Nederlandse taal
Kom uit het land wat tikt als een tijdbom
Het land dat eet om zes uur en ook nog eens op tijd komt
Dit is het land waar ik zal overwinnen aan het einde
Totdat je deze meezingt aan de ArenAlijnen
En tot die tijd zal ik schijnen ik heb mijn hart verpand
Dit is voor Nederland, Baas B Lange Frans

__________________


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"Highway Forever"

Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee eeeeeeeeeeeeeeelllllllllllllllllllllllllllll

There's asphalt in between us
That ain't gonna slow me down
My steel train can cut through the rain
Ain't nuthin' gonna stop me now

(I'm on a) Highway forever
I'll reach my destination never
(I got a) highway blue
May never ever ever ever get back to you

I got a many millions miles to travel
I got a thousand thirty towns to go through
Highway to dirt road to gravel
Spend a hundred hungry hours to get back to you

(I'm on a) Highway forever
I'll reach my destination never
(I got a) highway blue
May never ever ever ever get back to you

Ooh (giddy up)...Let's Go Now!

Woo!

Oh hoh, wow, wow, wow, wow let's go now

(hey!)

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Ooh!

Mmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm hmm hmm hmm (Let's go!)

(Yeah...let's go) Woo!

(Whadda ya got!?) I got a nickel in my pocket
I got a girl on my mind
I'm gonna be there tomorrow
Who knows what I'll find

I've just got twenty miles to go now
Home town stretch comin' up
But the car breaks down, outside of town
That's it, hey man, I give up

(I'm on a) Highway forever
I'll reach my destination never
(I got a) highway blue
May never ever ever ever get back
May never ever ever ever get back
May never ever ever ever get on back to you

I may never get back to yooooouuuuuu....

__________________
“Things you don’t know . . . fill libraries.”


My Swallowtail

Flake It!

LOA

10. Angry Tree

I used to spend my time thinking I'll be fine
Murder isn't crime, I witnessed you commit and smile
Rusty breeze, let me in your casualty
Mellow leaves, you're falling from an angry tree
An angry tree

And everybody is slipping over the edge
And everybody is

Everyday that's slipping, come closer, the quicker to death
Drink up the magic potions, now you see me in your head
Rusty breeze, let me in your casualty
Mellow leaves, you're falling from an angry tree
An angry tree

Can you see the world I see?
Everybody slips including... me

__________________
“Things you don’t know . . . fill libraries.”


My Swallowtail

Flake It!

Girl from the north country
by Bob Dylan (also performed by Walter Trout)



Well, if you're travelin' in the north country fair,
Where the winds hit heavy on the borderline,
Remember me to one who lives there.
She once was a true love of mine.

Well, if you go when the snowflakes storm,
When the rivers freeze and summer ends,
Please see if she's wearing a coat so warm,
To keep her from the howlin' winds.

Please see for me if her hair hangs long,
If it rolls and flows all down her breast.
Please see for me if her hair hangs long,
That's the way I remember her best.

I'm a-wonderin' if she remembers me at all.
Many times I've often prayed
In the darkness of my night,
In the brightness of my day.

So if you're travelin' in the north country fair,
Where the winds hit heavy on the borderline,
Remember me to one who lives there.
She once was a true love of mine.

__________________
Brazen

;ww aandurven, tarten; ~it out er zich brutaal doorheen slaan, stijf en strak volhouden

ben weer ff sentimenteel:
dus niet het slappe guus meeuwis aftreksel, nee de real deal

der herbert grönemeyer..... met der weg...

Ich kann nicht mehr sehn
Trau nicht mehr meinen Augen
Kann kaum noch glauben
Gefühle haben sich gedreht
Ich bin viel zu träge um aufzugeben
Es wäre auch zu früh
Weil immer was geht

Wir waren verschworen
Wären füreinander gestorben
Haben den Regen gebogen
Uns Vertrauen geliehen
Wir haben versucht,
auf der Schussfahrt zu wenden
Nichts war zu spät
Aber vieles zu früh

Wir haben uns geschoben
Durch alle Gezeiten
Wir haben uns verzettelt
Uns verzweifelt geliebt
Wir haben die Wahrheit so gut es ging verlogen
Es war ein Stück vom Himmel
Dass es dich gibt

Du hast jeden Raum mit Sonne geflutet
Hast jeden Verdruss ins Gegenteil verkehrt
Nordisch nobel deine sanftmütige Güte
Dein unbändiger Stolz
Das Leben ist nicht fair

Den Film getanzt in einem silbernen Raum
Vom goldnen Balkon die Unendlichkeit bestaunt
Heillos versunken, trunken
Alles war erlaubt
Zusammen im Zeitraffer
Mittsommernachts-Traum

Du hast jeden Raum mit Sonne geflutet
Hast jeden Verdruss ins Gegenteil verkehrt
Nordisch nobel deine sanftmütige Güte
Dein unbändiger Stolz
Das Leben ist nicht fair

Dein sicherer Gang
Deine wahren Gedichte
Deine heitere Würde
Dein unerschütterliches Geschick
Du hast der Fügung deine Stirn geboten
Hast ihn nie verraten
Deinen Plan vom Glück
Deinen Plan vom Glück

Ich geh hier nicht weg
Hab meine Frist verlängert
Neue Zeitreise
Offene Welt
Habe dich sicher in meiner Seele
Ich trag dich bei mir bis der Vorhang fällt
Ich trag dich bei mir bis der Vorhang fällt

__________________


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Artist: Bloodhound Gang
Song : Foxtrot Uniform Charlie Kilo

Lyrics :

Vulcanize the whoopee stick
In the ham wallet

Cattle prod the oyster ditch
With the lap rocket

Batter dip the cranny ax
In the gut locker

Retrofit the pudding hatch
Ooh la la
With the boink swatter

If i get you in the loop when I make a point to be straight with you then
In lieu of the innuendo in the end know my intent though
I brazillian wax poetic so pathetically
I don't wanna beat around the bush

Foxtrot Unifrom Charlie Kilo
Foxtrot Uniform Charlie Kilo

Marinate the nether rod
In the squish mitten

Power drill the yippee bog
With the dude piston

Pressure wash the quiver bone
In the bitch wrinkle

Cannonball the fiddle cove
Ooh la la
With the pork steeple

If i get you in the loop when I make a point to be straight with you then
In lieu of the innuendo in the end know my intent though
I brazillian wax poetic so pathetically
I don't wanna beat around the bush

Foxtrot Unifrom Charlie Kilo
Foxtrot Uniform Charlie Kilo

Put the you know what in the you know where
Put the you know what in the you know where
Put the you know what in the you know where
Put the you know what in the you know where pronto

__________________
“Things you don’t know . . . fill libraries.”


My Swallowtail

Flake It!

everlast... what it's like


We've all seen the man at the liquor store beggin' for your change

The hair on his face is dirty, dreadlocked and full of mange

He ask the man for what he could spare with shame in his eyes

Get a job you fuckin' slob's all he replied

CHORUS

God forbid you ever had to walk a mile in his shoes

'Cause then you really might know what it's like to sing the blues

Then you really might know what it's like (X4)

Mary got pregnant from a kid named Tom who said he was in love

He said don't worry about a thing baby doll I'm the man you've been dreamin' of

But three months later he said he won't date her or return her call

And she sweared god damn if I find that man I'm cuttin' off his balls

And then she heads for the clinic and she gets some static walkin' through the doors

They call her a killer, and they call her a sinner, and they call her a whore

CHORUS

God forbid you ever had to walk a mile in her shoes

'Cause then you really might know what it's like to have to choose

Then you really might know what it's like (X4)

I've seen a rich man beg

I've seen a good man sin

I've seen a tough man cry

I've seen a loser win

And a sad man grin

I heard an honest man lie

I've seen the good side of bad

And the down side of up

And everything between

I licked the silver spoon

Drank from the golden cup

Smoked the finest green

I stroked daddies dimes at least a couple of times

Before I broke there heart

You know where it ends

Yo, it usually depends on where you start

I knew this kid named Max

He used to get fat stacks out on the corner with drugs

He liked to hang out late at night

Liked to get shit faced

And keep pace with thugs

Until late one night there was a big gun fight

Max lost his head

He pulled out his chrome .45

Talked some shit

And wound up dead

Now his wife and his kids are caught in the midst of all of his pain

You know it comes that way

At least that's what they say when you play the game

CHORUS

God forbid you ever had to wake up to hear the news

'Cause then you really might know what it's like to have to lose

Then you really might know what it's like (X4)

To have to lose...

__________________


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How can I just let you walk away, just let you leave without a trace.

When I stand here taking every breath with you, oh.
You're the only one who really knew me at all.


How can you just walk away from me, when all I can do is watch you
leave.
Cause we've shared the laughter and the pain, and even shared the
tears.
You're the only one who really knew me at all.


So take a look at me now, cause there's just an empty space.
And there's nothing left here to remind me, just the memory of your.
face.
Take a look at me now, cause there's just an empty space.
And you coming back to me is against all odds and that's what I've got
to face.


I wish I could just make you turn around, turn around and see me cry.

There's so much I need to say to you, so many reasons why.
You're the only one who really knew me at all.


So take a look at me now, cause there's just an empty space.
And there's nothing left here to remind me, just the memory of your face.

Take a look at me now, cause there's just an empty space.
But to wait for you, well that's all I can do and that's what I've got to
face.
Take a good look at me now, cause I'll still be standing here.
And you coming back to me is against all odds.
That's the chance I've got to take, oh, oh.


Just take a look at me now..

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Rubberen Robbie

Zes Geiten in de gang

Ome Henk had flink gegeten en daarna een pint gevat
Vuile maag en rooie oge en de stoom sloeg uit ze gat
Groene stralen spoten krachtig tegen t bloemetjesbehang
Op zijn splinternieuwe Solex met een noodvaart door de gang

Refrein:

Zes geiten in de gang (2x), Ome Henk is aan de rol
Zes geiten in de gang (2x), Al ze geite slaan op hol
Zes geiten in de gang (2x), wat een zooitje is het hier
Ze schijten op de canapé, Ze schijten op de stoel
En ze hebbe zo'n plezier

Henk z'n knalpijp knalde krachtig, blauwe dampen in de gang
Tante Truus lag in een coma, 't was een hopeloos geval
Vieze luchten, grauwe nevels sloegen stevig op je strot
Toen reed hij met volle vaart z'n hele geitenhok verrot

Refrein (2x)

Als je het refrein zingt dan snap je de grap

ze schijten in de gang..

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