não tenho conseguido escrever PORRA NENHUMA ultimamente, portanto vossas senhorias devem se contentar com posts com videos foderosos do meu idolo Alice Cooper, bom, tenho medo de que se eu voltar a escrever algum dia chege alguem e peça para que eu pare de escrever e volte apenas a postar musicas, afinal eu não tenho nivel pra competir com ele né?!
mais devo lembrar que: ESSA MERDA DESSE BLOG É MEU E EU POSTO O QUE EU BEM ENTENDER!!!! tatata, eu sou revolts lol, aproposito, acho que revolts e giria de emo, e eu não sou emo(pelo menos tento não ser =x)
bjundas
Blog de um nerd que não tem muito o que fazer, portanto pode gastar seu tempo, que não é nem um pouco precioso mexendo num blog =)
quarta-feira, 27 de outubro de 2010
Meu Idolo =x
Die For You
Alice Cooper
Some with names I sometimes call
I drop a coin and watch it fall
Tryin' to get connected to you
A thousand hours all alone
My softest pillow turns hard as stone
This is the longest night on my own
Lying here thinking of you
Sometimes I shake my head
And laugh to myself
I'd like to start again with somebody else
I'm like a broken toy forgotten on the shelf
Baby, I could have been someone
I could have been something
It would have been nothing to die for you
Baby, you're going to need me
You'd better believe me It would have been easy to die for you
A million memories flood my brain
Drown my sorrow
Kill my pain
Whets my thirst for you again
Just another night to get through
All my neighbors scream for quiet at my door
Shattered glass and torn up photos on the floor
Well, I couldn't stand to see your pictures anymore
Baby, I could have been someone
I could have been something
It would have been nothing to die for you
Baby, you're going to need me
You'd better believe me It would have been easy to die for you
These cuts are deep but you plead innocent
Are you hell or are you heaven-sent
You're much to cold to know how much
You meant to me, yeah
A billion tear drops fallen from my eyes
But it's just a joke now
And I'm laughing at your lies
You make me hard as rock and now I realize
Baby, I could have been someone
I could have been something
It would have been nothing to die for you
Baby, you're going to need me
You'd better believe me It would have been easy to die for you
terça-feira, 26 de outubro de 2010
FODA!!!
(vincent price speaks)
Leaving lepidoptera...Please, don't touch the display,
little boy, aha cute! Moving to the next aisle we have
arachnida, the spiders, our...finest collection.
This friendly little devil is the heptothilidi,
unfortunately harmless. Next to him, the nasty licosa
raptoria, his tiny fangs cause creeping ulcerations of
the skin (laugh). And here, my prize, the Black
Widow. Isn't she lovely?...And so deadly. Her kiss is
fifteen times as poisonous as that of the rattlesnake.
You see her venom is highly neurotoxic, which is to say
that it attacks the central nervous system causing
intense pain, profuse sweating, difficulty in
breathing, loss of consciousness, violent convulsions
and, finally...Death. You know what I think I love the
most about her is her inborn need to dominate,
possess. In fact, immediately after the consummation
of her marriage to the smaller and weaker male of the
species she kills and eats him...(laugh) oh, she is
delicious...And I hope he was! Such power and dignity
...unhampered by sentiment. If I may put forward a
slice of personal philosophy, I feel that man has ruled
this world as a stumbling dimented child-king long
enough! And as his empire crumbles, my precious Black
Widow shall rise as his most fitting successor!
These words he speaks are true
We're all humanary stew if
We don't pledge allegiance to
The Black Widow
The horror that he brings
The horror of his sting
The unholiest of kings
The Black Widow
Our minds will be his toy
And every girl and boy will learn to be employed by
The Black Widow
Love me
Yes we love me
Love him
Yes we love him
Love me
Yes we love him
He sits upon his throne and picks at all the bones of his
Husbands and his
Wives he's devoured
He stares with a gleam
With a laugh so obscene at the virgins and the children
He's deflowered
Love me
Yes we love me
Love him
Yes we love him
Love me
Yes we love him
Love me
Yes we love him
Our thoughts are hot and crazed
Our brains are webbed in haze
Of mindless senseless daze
The Black Widow
These words he speaks are true
We're all humanary stew
If we don't pledge allegiance to
The Black Widow
domingo, 24 de outubro de 2010
The song that didn't rhyme
Wrote a song, it was wrong from it`s very first conception
Seemed I struggled on every line
It wasn`t fast, wasn`t pretty, wasn`t serious or witty
The song that didn`t rhyme
The band couldn`t wing it, the singer couldn`t sing it
The Drummer's always out of time
The DJ`s were offended, my union card suspended
Billboard declared it a crime
The melody blows in a key that no one can find
The lyrics don`t flow but I can`t get it out of my mind
A three minute waste of your time
On a song that didn`t rhyme
It was bland, it was boring, all the groupies there were snoring
The first time we played it live
All the record guys got fired, the president retired
But somehow the song survived
The melody blows in a key that no one can find
The lyrics don`t flow but I can`t get it out of my mind
The melody blows in a key that no one can find
The lyrics do not flow but I can`t get it out of my mind
A three minute waste of your time
No redeeming value of any kind
But thanks for the twelve ninety nine
On a song that didn`t rhyme
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