Blake Lewis - Gots to Get Her

(Listen)
See this girl, she walks up to me
Got body like you would not believe
First glance
She had me in a trance

I think that she dropped down and stopped
Pop her hip twice
Worked that down
Then up with the lift like damn,
Time to take a chance
('Cause oh what you do to me)

Look what I do to get her
I'd play the fool to get her
I'd cross the world to get her
I gots to, gots to get her, get her

I'd fight the rest to get her
I'd spend my last to get her
Might be crazy, might go broke
But all I know
I've gots to get her

Every little thing that she does is magic
All I really know is I've got to have it

Can't believe that I'm here, a witness
She's got me, her thought is relentless, damn
She knows that I'm a fan (I'm such a fan of her)

Hold that thought like it or not
She's got that walk, make any jaw drop
She'll make ya stop, and wanna take her picture
Diddy bop and take her home with ya

She knows that I just wanna make her mine
But everybody wanna get in line
She's holding back but I let her know
She's about to let it go

Look what I do to get her
I'd play the fool to get her
I'd cross the world to get her
I gots to, gots to get her, get her

I'd fight the rest to get her
I'd spend my last to get her
Might be crazy, might go broke
But all I know
I've gots to get her

Get that name, swallow my pride
Ain't got no shame, I gotta catch that dive
She already caught my eye…

(Beatboxing)
I'm gonna get it
I'm gonna get it
I'm gonna get it

I see this beauty and I know that she'd feel it
She hear that music and she lean back, rock with it
Everything about her, she's a one stop shop, get it
You make a move, you better come, come, come with it

Look what I do to get her
I'd play the fool to get her
I'd cross the world to get her
I gots to, gots to get her, get her

Just don't stop, watchin' the clock
Time flies, tick tock
She's got me off my game
Feel's like I'm going insane ('Cause oh what you do to me)

Look what I do to get her
I'd play the fool to get her
I'd cross the world to get her
I gots to, gots to get her, get her

I'd fight the rest to get her (I've got to)
I'd spend my last to get her (I've got to)
Might be crazy, might go broke
But all I know
I've gots to get her

See this girl, she walks up to me
Got body like you would not believe
First glance
She had me in a trance

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Babyshambles - There She Goes

I, I was surprised
I was surprised
Surprised you stayed
Only to be betrayed
By the one you gave
All your love and trust to
Oh but how could I let go?
Since I caught a glimpse of your
Your human soul
You were dancing to Northern soul
Just one glance, oh everybody knows

There she goes, a little heartache
Man there she goes, a little pain
Make no mistake
She sheds her skin like a snake
On the dirty road to fame

Oh, I was to implore
That you forget all you saw
And you can't feel my ...

(missing part)

Also, how could I let go?
Since I caught a glimpse of
Your white plimsouls
Twisting and turning to Northern soul
It was just one glance
Oh well, you know

There she goes, a little heartache
There she goes, a little heartache
Oh there she goes, a little pain
Make no mistake
She sheds her skin like a snake
On the dirty road to fame

There she goes, a little heartache
There she goes, a little pain
Oh make no mistake
She sheds her skin like a snake
Gonna walk that plank again

There she goes, a little
There she goes, a little

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Cannibal Corpse - Necrosadistic Warning

Hordes of the rotting dead surround the villagers
Unwary victims mangled and battered
Once buried warriors have risen to kill again
Signs of their wickedness left for a warning

Mutilate
Disembowel
Amputate
Kill and rape

Gratification achieved by dismemberment
Unnatural legions ravage the carcasses
Open wounds targets for evil defilers
Seed of iniquity covers the body parts

Necrosadistic warning
You will not rest in peace

Violate
Death so foul
Ejaculate
Pieces raped

Bound with intestines the body is held upright
Travelers encounter the gruesome monition
Terrorized realization of coming death
They will be next for the army of killers
Necrosadistic warning
You will not rest in peace
Necrosadistic warning
Remains are on display
Necrosadistic warning
You will not rest in peace
Necrosadistic warning
Molested corpses hang

Undead
Molest
Defile

Kill them
Butcher
Then fuck

Necrosadistic warning
You will not rest in peace
Necrosadistic warning
Discharge on the corpse
Necrosadistic warning
You will not rest in peace
Necrosadistic warning
Desecration of the dead

[Solo: Pat O' Brien]

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Kinky Friedman - Highway Caf

Highway Caf

(Kinky Friedman)

She was only a waitress in a highway cafe
Poured coffee from dusk until dawn
But she's heart-broken 24 hours a day
For she longed for her trucker who'd gone

"Will you make it a corned beef on rye"
He'd sing with a gleam in her eye
Oh, the headlights were burning
And the big wheels were turning
Her sweetheart would come by and by

He'd park his great semi off Route 64
She'd blush with a sweet little sigh
For at half past eleven, he'd walk in the door
And order a corned beef on rye

"Will you make it a corned beef on rye"
He'd sing with a gleam in her eye
The jukebox was blarin'
His soft eyes were starin'
And the corned beef would come by and by

All the drivers remember that night, so they say
She'd said her farewells to them all
But when the hands on the clock reached a quarter past twelve
Her suitcase still stood in the hall

And the hours passed by even as the trucks passed by out on the highway
And then two grim Highway Patrolmen came into the place
They shook the rain from their hats
And as the poor girl brought them their coffee
These were the words that they said

"Hey, Curly, did you see that old diesel flattened out
Like your damned nose up by the predicament tonight?

"Well, he jack-knifed that son of a bitch slicker than owl shit!

"I'll have a chilli dog over here, baby.

"Hell, you don't suppose that he had a little ol' hog way down the line somewhere, do you?

"Hey now, Curly, don't you know that them damn truckers
They got to take up a little filly at every cafe from here to Las Cruces!"

Now there is a small truck-stop on Route 64
If you happen to be passin' by
There's a trucker that never stops in anymore
There's a waitress who wished she knew why

"Oh, make it a corned beef on rye"
She sings with a tear in her eye
And as her dark eyes are glistening
There's someone who's listening
In that highway cafe in the sky

"Oh, we'll make you the corned beef on rye"
She sings with a tear in her eye
And as her dark eyes are glistening
There's someone who's listening
In that highway cafe in the sky

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Cannibal Corpse - Murder Worship

Homage to our God, the act of killing bears us
Closer to His grace, beyond the void of darkness
Every drop of blood, a chance to deify us
Bring us to our lord our killings transcending
Convictions of violence pure, unrelenting

Devotion drips from my jagged blade
My righteous hate fuels unyielding rage
Sacramental slaughter all for faith
In the homicidal doctrine he creates

Decapitated heads, adorn the holy altar
Kneeling at its base, we stare in veneration
Every single death, brought us closer to Him
Take us to our Lord our bloodlust evolving,
Enshrining the bodies, evil emerging

Hate rips through flesh and bone
The dogma states that it must be done
We adhere to the holy text
More must die if we are to advance

Pray to our God
With blood we praise His epic acts of hate and homicidal glory, legendary murders
Trust in our Lord
Leads us to kill in the same way that He did, sever all the heads in sacrificial splendor
He is close now
Soon He will be among us leading, violence, ruin, divinity, homicide

Kneeling in the blood, we see our Master watching
Look behind His eyes, a soul so ruthless, perfect
Transfixed by His gaze, His congregation waiting
We summoned Him here by doing His bidding
Now He will slay us, circle completed

Arterial spray paints the temple red
Our Master's advent brought us death
Rapturous screaming fills these hallowed halls
Blood soaked paradise awaits us all

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Disturbed - Droppin' Plates (deutsch)

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Kinky Friedman - Mama, Baby, Mama Let Me Jump In Your Pajamas

Mama, Baby, Mama Let Me Jump In Your Pajamas

(Kinky Friedman, Roger Friedman, Panama Red)

Mama, baby, mama, let me jump in your pajamas, hey!
Mama, baby, mama, ooh, you

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Babyshambles - Side of The Road

Half dead,
And a third alive,
A quarter ticking over on the middle by the side of the road,
Don't get surrounded by people you hate,
Choke you out the house down the path and out the garden gate.

Well I'll never, never, not once when we're together,
one gun punks on vogue at the side with the bands and the vans and the gangs and the clan with the monkey man high with a little girl at his side.

What is it that you're doing to me, I don't know, I know, I know, I know, I know, there came a truce and tea

Well I'll never, never, not chop those two together, with wheeling dope just do it on the side.
With the bands and the fans and gangs and the clan with the monkey man high with a little girl at his side.

Well I'll never, never, not once when we're together, waiting on the dole
As he's queuing up inside ... innnnnside ... graveyard.

Half dead,
And a third alive,
A quarter ticking over on the middle by the side of the road

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Cannibal Corpse - Sanded Faceless

Rapacious for pleasure scraping
Filing down with intense grinding
Harsh abrasive friction deface
Countenance now removed forever

Scouring faces with flies
Tedious rasping
Painstakingly grate the skin
Insensate razing
Sanded faceless
A violent facial scrub
Malefic in nature
An art of shaving the bone
Insalubrious
Sanded faceless

Rubbing off a humans visage
Enduring display of malice
With celerity they perish
Countenance now removed forever

Everything gone from the head
Miasmal menace
All curves of a face are now smooth
Forced a new surface
Sanded faceless
Obscurity into black
Outrageous agenda
Sensory perception lost
Left to die in pain
Sanded faceless

[Solo: Pat]

Insane appearance eyeless
To calibrate the skull
Image erasing soulless
Retexturing of flesh
Suddenly to be faceless
For perpetuity

Scouring faces with flies
Tedious rasping
Painstakingly grate the skin
Insensate razing
Sanded faceless
A violent facial scrub
Malefic in nature
An art of shaving the bone
Insalubrious
Sanded faceless

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Cannibal Corpse - Barbaric Bludgeonings

Moving through the cover of night
With battle hardened hate in their eyes
Anticipate the surgical strike
Will suffer, panic stricken, traumatizing agony

Violence, the purest form, a primitive trait
The weak will inherit the Earth piled on top of their graves
Survival is slipping the attack has already begun
Dominant force batter their prey, bludgeons their weapon of choice
A vicious tradition since the dawn of man

Traumatizing agony
Murderous revelry, smashing people to pieces
This kind of hate cannot be contained
Those who have fallen onto the ground will never rise again

Squalid and broken no match for the enemy
Too weak to fight back no chance for escape
Covered in their own blood
The surgical strike must go on
Ripping out organs they're hung on display
A message to others they'll die the same way
Covered in their own blood
The surgical strike must go on

[Solo: Rob Barrett]
[Solo: Pat O'Brien]

Squalid and broken no match for the enemy
Too weak to fight back no chance for escape
Covered in their own blood
The surgical strike must go on
Ripping out organs they're hung on display
A message to others they'll die the same way
Covered in their own blood
The surgical strike must go on

Moving through the cover of night
With battle hardened hate in their eyes
Anticipate the surgical strike
Will suffer, panic stricken, traumatizing agony

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Kinky Friedman - Autograph

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Kinky Friedman - Lover Please

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Disturbed - Fear (deutsch)

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Cannibal Corpse - Blunt Force Castration

Smash his scrotum sac
Allered ferociously
Survived this attack
Sterile now left to bleed
Emptied in the croth
Gonads reduced to pulp
Hateful remedy
Void of sexuality

Sledgehammer destroys
Groin tattered and maimed

Emasculate
Crushing the testicles fast
Gebillitate
Cutting off the penis last

Macerate
Deforming
Enervate
Caponized

Detatched genitals
Mangled between the thighs
Gelded painfully
Transformed before his eyes
Blood spews everywhere
Deprived of virtility

Sledgehammer destroys
Groin tattered and maimed

Inactive
She crushed the testicles fast
Disintegrate
She cut off the penis fast
She cut off the penis last

Inactivate
She crushed the testicles fast
Disintegrate
She cut off the penis last

Macerate
Deforming
Enervate
Caponized

[Solo Pat O'Brien]

Blunt force castration
Giving life is done
Blunt for castration
Desexualized
Blunt force castration

[Solo Jack Owen]

Macerate
Deforming
Enervate
Caponized

Smash his scrotum sac
Altered ferociously
Survived this attack
Sterile now left to bleed
Hatefull remedy
Void of sexuality

Sledgehammer destroys
Castrated with blunt force

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Cannibal Corpse - Savage Butchery

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Cannibal Corpse - Five Nails Through The Neck

Knock him out with chloroform
Surreptitious trapping tack
Drag the body to the trunk
Take the captive to the house and down into the basement

Binding method is extreme
Unconscious I will pierce the hands and feet
Arms and legs nailed to the wood
Beneath the table blood is forming shallow pools

Perforate the abdomen
Punctured organs start to fail
Mounting pain revives the man
His gaze meets mine then panic starts, the nails leave him immobilized

Head is thrashing from the pain
I must nail it to the wood with long sharp nails
Penetration of the flesh
Five dozen nails will hold him down

Five nails
My hammer pounds them, the steel secures him
Five nails
My victim conscious, he is immobile
I raise my hammer, and aim for the throat

Five nails through the neck

Trachea is torn
Gasping sounds are heard
Life is leaving him
But not soon enough

Agony, torturous

Long nails penetrate
Through the flesh and bone
Table dripping blood
Victim full of holes

Suffer, merciless

[Solo: Pat O'Brien]

Five nails through the
Five nails through the neck

60 nails adorn the fool
12 on each leg and arm
4 of them aerate his face
3 puncture his abdomen and leave his vitals oozing

I step back and view my work
Torture victim lies drained of life
Outside world will never know
How many nails the victim felt before he died

Five nails through the neck

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Kinky Friedman - Ahab The Arab

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Cannibal Corpse - Decency Defied

Torn from your body, removed while you scream
Dissect to collet my blade now reams
Pieces of flesh lie by the side
Worn on my body or put on display

You mark your skin it gives you pleasure
I take your precious art, it becomes my leather

Taking your hide before you have died

Decency defied

Crudely I cut away
All are my prey
Tell me how it feels when your flesh is peeled
You are vain with your art
I desire it torn appart
With my insane hunting the removal of flesh now starts

You mark your skin, it gives you pleasure
I take your precious art, it becomes my leather

Taking your hide before you have died

Decency defied

To you a design
Now a trophy made mine
To you a design
Now a trophy made mine

I seek to find
To satisfy my fucked mind
I seek to find
To satisfy my fucked mind

[Solo Jack Owen]

Ignoring your cries
Exposing your insides
Violence defined

Torn from your body, removed while you scream
Dissect to collect, my blade now reams
Pieces of flesh lie side by side
Worn on my body or put on display

You mark your skin, it gives you pleasure
I take your precious art, it becomes my leather
Taking your hide before you have died

Decency defied

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Kinky Friedman - Dear Abbie

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Kinky Friedman - Good-Hearted Woman

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Cannibal Corpse - The Time to Kill is Now

We see them coming a mile away
Gathered to kill on the desolate plain
No fear in our minds
Pure hate in our hearts

Miscalculation of our strength their bane
Take us lightly and we'll make you pay
Pride left them defenseless
No mercy for Hubris

[Solo: Pat O'Brien]

They rush to fight us and we stand and wait
Pulses quicken as they take the bait
Mere seconds to slaughter
We can wait no longer

Closing fast with their weapons high
Still believing it's we that will die
Now the ambush is sprung
Now they learn they were wrong
Now the killing will start
Tear the bastards apart

They thought it would be easy but now they're being crushed
Arrogance of power leaves them dying in their blood
There will be no mercy for these filthy sons of whores
The innards of my enemies impaled upon my sword
Many years we've waited for this final day of slaughter
Our victims are decapitated, their limbs are torn asunder
Careful preparation brought our haughty victims down
Our forces are at full strength and the time to kill is now.

Time to kill is now

Time to kill

They are all dead, it's their end today
All lost their lives in tremendous pain
Not one has survived
We left none alive

Do not doubt our conviction to kill
Hate on our side we will never fail
Now the killing will start
Tear the bastards apart
Strike the enemy down
The time to kill is motherfucking now

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Kinky Friedman - Jambalaya (On The Bayou)

Jambalaya (On The Bayou)

(Hank Hiriam Williams)

Good-bye Joe, me gotta go, me oh my oh,
Me gotta go pole the pirogue down the bayou.
My Yvonne, the sweetest one, me oh my oh,
Son of a gun gonna have big fun on the bayou.
Jambalaya, crawfish pie and fillet gumbo

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Disturbed - Droppin

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Cannibal Corpse - Death Walking Terror

I am the black thoughts of the night
Deep in the darkness of your mind
Shrouded in shadow, the mental torture
In the realm of death walking terror

Stalking the closest to the edge
Imposition of depravity
Sanity holding by a thread
Desperation draws them close to me

Always unseen but never far behind
Fleeting darkness tricks your eyes
Paranoia, a creeping horror
Guided by the death walking terror

Your hand reaches for the knife
Subconscious molding insidious
It was always in your mind
Release the pain, a psychotic rush

Death walking terror
Slow mental torture

I am the blood you seek to spill
I am your inner drive to kill
Dark inspiration, a moral failure
Created by the death walking terror

Your hands have done my bidding well
Your hideous dreams now reality
Manipulation done with stealth
I was with you, I heard the screams

Death walking terror
Slow mental torture
Death walking terror
Psychic tormentor

The weakest ones will fall
My murderous influence appeals to their fear
My will is just too strong
The decision was mine but they'll never know

Death walking terror

[Solo: Pat O'Brien]

I walk behind you while you kill
Usurping your mind, you are oblivious
You'll never know your spirit fell
Supplanted by this deep disgust

Death walking terror, slow mental torture
Death walking terror, psychic tormentor

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Cannibal Corpse - Pit of Zombies

Captured by the priest of evil
Deep inside the hive
Hellish dungeon filled with undead
Their rotting claws reaching for my
Legs I hang above the ghouls
I know they want me for their food
Overwhelmed by deadly fear
Hung above the Zombie lair

Hanging by a thread above them
Taken here to die
Rotting hands reaching for me
Their undead eyes see me as a meal
They want to eat alive
Mindless hunger in their eyes
Filthy claws grasp at my feet
Slashing wounds my ankles bleed

Pit of zombies
Chasm teeming with undead
Death is grisly
Lowered slightly now they reach me
I scream in frantic pain
Tearing off my feet with fury
The pain intense below my knees my
Legs have been removed
They suck the blood from the wounds
Voracious zombies rend my thighs
They pull me down, my corpse they
Will divide

Pit of zombies
Chasm teeming with undead
Their jaws await me
A gruesome end the
Pit of zombies
Reanimated to devour
I watch them kill me

They claw at my face
And rip off my scalp
Exposing my skull
Arteries severed
Gushing blood showers them drives
Them mad raging mob
A hideous feast

Puncture my stomach and
Tear out the guts
Devour entrails
Rotting zombies have torn me apart
They gorge on my flesh

Engulfed
Consumed
This pit
My doom

My Mind's still functions
But my body's in pieces.
Somehow I live
I can feel them tearing flesh, ripping skin, gnawing bones, eating me
Why won't this end?

Engulfed
Consumed
This pit
My doom

Engulfed alive
Consumed by death
This pit of zombies
My doom is here

[Solo: Jack]
[Solo: Pat]

Pit of zombies
Chasm teeming with undead
Their jaws await me
A gruesome end the pit of zombies
Reanimated to devour
I watch them kill me

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Sonny Bono - The Revolution Kind

I'm glad I'm here just like you
& if I say a thing or 2
That doesn't mean I'm all that mad
Or that I think this place is bad
We got a land, that land is free
& no one loves it more than me
But a man's got a right to talk about what's on his mind
That doesn't necessarily mean he's the revolution kind

Destruction's near, we heard him moan
But I got conclusions of my own
& I got some kids I have to teach
That if somebody makes a speech
& with what he says, you don't agree
Just let him scream "The land is free!"
'Cause a man's got a right to talk about what's on his mind
That doesn't necessarily mean he's the revolution kind

These words have all been said before
By men who had to go to war
By men who cried & kissed their wives
By men who had to give their life
By better men, my friend, than me
That's why this land we have is free
'Cause a man's got a right to talk about what's on his mind
That doesn't necessarily mean he's the revolution kind

(repeat & fade):
Oh no

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Kinky Friedman - Kinky

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Kinky Friedman - Carrying The Torch

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Sonny Bono - Laugh At Me

Why can't I, be like any guy?
Why do they try to make me run?
Son of a gun, now.

What do they care, about the clothes I wear?
Why get their kicks from making fun, yeah

This world's got a lot of space
and if they don't like my face
It ain't me that's going anywhere, no

so I don't care
Let 'em laugh at me
If that's the fare
I have to pay to be free
then baby
Laugh at me, and I'll cry for you
and I'll pray for you
and I'll do all the things that the man upstairs says to do
I'll do 'em for you
I'll do 'em
I'll do 'em all for you

It's gotta stop someplace
It's gotta stop sometime

I'll make sure that she's mine
And maybe the next guy
that don't wear a silk tie
he can walk by and say "Hi"
say, "Hi"
instead of why
instead of why
instead of why babe
instead of why
what did I do to you
I don't know what to do

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Cannibal Corpse - Psychotic Precision

Horrific perception that enters the brain
An abnormal psyche insanitys brain
Cemented beyond immeasurable doubt
Psychotic or not they need a way out

Of their obscured minds
If they want to be set free
Lunatics of wrath
Horrid killing viciously

Like incisions
With conviction
Various deaths
Identical

In hell they will find
It is where they need to be
Murder redefined
Butcherd meticulously

Killed the same way
On the same day
Various deaths
Identical

Psychotic precision, Psychotic precision, Psychotic precision
Psychotic precision
Psychotic precision, Psychotic precision, Psychotic precision
Psychotic precision

[Solo Jack Owen]

Aware not of tge cruel visions each had
To slaughter alike they must truely be mad
Rewarded with blood on their ignorant hands
These psychos precisely slew many men

With their obscure minds
Feeling that they were set free
Murder redefined
Butcherd meticulously

Like incisions
With conviction
Various deaths
Identical
Killed the same way
On the same day
Abysmal deaths
Imperceptible

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Kinky - Soun Tha Mi Primer Amor

Busco, busco un recipiente donde colocar el presente presente
que traigo en la mano derecha y que el conyuge dice que llaman
amor, amor, amor... o pasion, confusion o temor
o una copa de vino o un ramo de flor o una carta
que diga cosas de la vida bonita en prosa
y acabe diciendo: Por siempre.

El error de mi primer amor

Y antier por la noche entre estrellas de whisky,
el cansancio de ambos se posa en las duras banquetas,
me pareciste un frasco donde colocarlo por medio de besos,
por medio de versos y besos que te hago los dos
con mi boca en forma de trompeta,
y que toca y que toca una nota en tu labio de abajo
y las otras se me quedan en la punta de la lengua.

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Cannibal Corpse - Drowning in Viscera

Engulfed in the innards
Of rotting cadavers a rancid gore sea
Asphyxiation
Tangled intestines become my reality
Choking on guts
Asphyxiation gasping for breath
Drowning in viscera

Slowly to taper away dissipate
Absorbing this ultimate carnage
Surrounding me
Soaking in entrails decayed
Decomposed

Entombed without reason
In moist isolation of repugnancy
Morose sensation
Covered completely as terror
Enhances pain, to suffocate
Morose sensation gasping for breath
Drowning in viscera

Sinking in this tamped hell, pestilent
Smothered in heaping chunks
Stinking flesh putrefies
Decomposition ensures burial
Inundated languid doom

[Solo: Pat]

Iniquity, submerged ending
Primeval swamp, sanguinary
Inescapable abuse

[Solo: Jack]

Starting to fade, blood saturates
Deadly embrace, immolated
Imbrued with pus of the dead

Eviscerate another life gutted soul
Morbidity, obliterate
Engrossing plight fatal rot
Consuming scum
Drenched in evil excrement
Sent to a world to die in pain by
Drowning in viscera

Engulfed in the innards
Of rotting cadavers a rancid gore sea
Asphyxiation
Tangled intestines become my reality
Choking on guts
Morose sensation gasping for breath
Drowning in viscera

Eviscerate another life gutted soul
Morbidity, obliterate
Engrossing plight fatal rot
Consuming scum
Drenched in evil excrement
Sent to a world to die in pain by
Drowning in viscera

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Cannibal Corpse - Bent Backwards and Broken

Twisting limbs untill they break
Contortions wrenching pain

Joints are hyperextended
Opposite
Fibrous tendons snap
Bent
Backwards and broken

Hateful physical control
Opposite ways
Elbows bend and pop
Fingers cracking
Connective tissue torn

Unrelenting warping strain
Knees are shattered
Sinew ripped from bone
Ankles give way

Back is arching
Spinal pressure builds
Total collapse

Predacious entanglement, form is distorted
Grotesque rearrangement, body contorted

Splintering bones causing internal bleeding
Abundance of injuries, pain is exceeding

Every joint in the body is turned the wrong way
A debt to the nemesis forcibly paid

Arching the back
Vertebrae crack
Fracture the spine
Can't realign

[Solo Jack Owen]

Torque on the neck
Structure is wrecked
Amorphous blob
An end to macabre

A torturous lesson in physical terms
The only way some people learn
Stretching the body in every direction
Forcing the joints unnatural flexion

[Solo Pat O'Brien]

Twisting limbs until they break
Contortions wrenching pain
Bent
Bent
Bent
Backwards and broken

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Cannibal Corpse - Frantic Disembowelment

Intestines exposed
By violent thrusts
The innards removes
Dissecting the guts
To rip through the skin
Tissue and muscle
Cartilage shreading
Draining blood vessels

Frenzied hacking
Morals lacking
Eviscerate
Life is gone before my eyes

Flesh matters the most
When splattered around
Its never morose
Absurdly profouned
Fresh insides come out
Excitedly done
My purpose in life
To kill just for fun

Frenzied hacking
Morals lacking
Eviscerate
Life is gone before my eyes

Frantic disembowelment
Deprived of vital content
Organ loss without consent
Spastic slicing an event
Sharpend steel my covenant
Frantic disembowelment
Mutilating miscreant
Sickening accomplishment
Spreading gore is ime worth spent
Perpetuate this mad intent
Eternally malevolent
Frantic disembowelment

Kidneys exposed
The pancreas flew
Stomach deleted
The spleen I did chew
The carving is over
You lost and I won
Fulfilling my dream
I killed you for fun

Frenzied hacking
Morals lacking
Eviscerate
Life is gone before my eyes

Frantic disembowelment

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Kinky Friedman - Are You Sure Hank Done It This Way ?

Are You Sure Hank Done It This Way ?

Lord it's the same old tune
Fiddle and guitar.
Where do we take it from here?
Rhinestone suits and new shiny cars;
It's been the same way for years.
We need a change.

Somebody told me when I came to Nashville,
"Son you finally got it made."
Old Hank made it here, and we're all sure that you will.
But I don't think Hank done it this a'way.
(Naw) I don't think Hank done it this a'way.

Ten years on the road
Makin' one night stands
Speedin' my young life away
Tell me one more time
Just so's I'll understand
Are you sure Hank done it this a'way?
Did Old Hank really do it this a'way?

Lord I've seen the world with a five piece band
Lookin' at the back side of me.
Singin' my songs and one of his now and then,
But I don't think Hank done 'em this a'way.
(Naw) I don't think Hank done 'em this a'way.
[Take it home]

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Disturbed - Enemy

You are
ENEMY
You are my hated
ENEMY
I am
ENEMY
A number one rated
ENEMY

I'm illegal
ENEMY
I am your mortal
ENEMY
My actions
ENEMY
Make me your bitter
ENEMY

All the world around ENEMY
OW OW
It's tearing up the ground ENEMY
OW OW
It's drawn in by the sound
enemy
enemy
I must eliminate my
Enemy
OW OW
Enemy
OW OW
Enemy
OW OW
Enemy
Enemy
I must eliminate my
Enemy

Your people
ENEMY
My people's hated
ENEMY
What are you
ENEMY
The well-created
ENEMY

Eterminate the
ENEMY
Eradicate the hated
ENEMY
I am an
ENEMY
My very greatest
ENEMY

All the world around ENEMY
OW OW
It's tearing up the ground ENEMY
OW OW
It's drawn in by the sound
enemy
enemy
I must eliminate my
Enemy
OW OW
Enemy
OW OW
Enemy
OW OW
Enemy
Enemy
I must eliminate my
Enemy

SHOUT
You try to tell me that you love life
Then find another way to kill life
You try to tell me that you love life
Then find another way to kill life
You try to tell me
you love life
Then find another way to kill life
You try to tell me that you love life
Then find another way to kill

Wanting...
Love life...
Needing...
Kill life...
Wanting...
Love life...
Needing...
Kill life...

Enemy...
Enemy...
Enemy...
ENEMY

SHOUT
You try to tell me that you love life
Then find another way to kill life
You try to tell me
you love life
Then find another way to kill

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Cannibal Corpse - Maniacal

Rage, taking control of my mind
Driving me to
Kill without mercy
I see red
Blood on
My hands
My knife
Crazed, boiling blood pumps through my heart
Pushing me to
Respond with violence
I spill their
Blood with
Vicious
Cruelty

Maniacal
Psychopath

Slash through the crowd of faces leaving a trail of bloody dead
Hold down the scumbag, slice off his ear, gouge out his fucking eyes

Pounding the human maggots, broken bones cause screams of pain
Femur pokes through the muscles in his upper leg, I wrench it out with force

Stabbing the faces
Knocking out teeth with my nail spiked bat
Internal damage
Trauma from beatings causes organs to burst

Maniacal
Psychopath

[Solo: Pat O'Brien]

Chunks of butchered victims cover the floor in my wake
Frenzied battery and slashing slung pieces of face on the ceilings and walls

Raging violence will consume all of my damaged brain
Ruthless murders are the only way to make this impulse abate

Maniacal
Psychopath

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Babyshambles - Lost Art of Murder

Could roll a four
Could roll a nine
Find yourself washed up in paradise

Just like before
She never used to mind
I lost my phone in paradise

What a nice day for a murder
You call yourself a killer boy but the only thing your killing is your time
There's nothing absurder
Burden's just a burden
To your heart your soul the body, spirit and mind

Don't look at me like that
She won't take you back
You said to much
You been to unkind
Get up off your back
Stop smoking that
You could change your life
Do you think you'll change your mind

Could roll a four
Could roll a nine
Find yourself washed up in paradise

No light before
No light behind
Someone else washed up in paradise

What a nice day for a murder
You call yourself a killer the only thing your killing is time
It's nothing absurder
Burden's just a burden
To your heart your soul the body, spirit and mind

Don't look at me like that
She won't take you back
You said to much
You been to unkind
Get up off your back
Stop smoking that
You could change your life
Do you think you'll change your mind

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