The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire
The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire
The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire
We don't need no water let the motherfucker burn
Burn motherfucker burn
Hello my name is Jimmy Pop and I'm a dumb white guy
I'm not old or new but middle school fifth grade like junior high
I don't know mofo if y'all peeps be buggin' give props to my ho cause she fly
But I can take the heat cause I'm the other white meat known as 'Kid Funky Fry'
Yeah I'm hung like planet Pluto hard to see with the naked eye
But if I crashed into Uranus I would stick it where the sun don't shine
Cause I'm kind of like Han Solo always stroking my own wookie
I'm the root of all that's evil yeah but you can call me cookie
The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire
The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire
The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire
We don't need no water let the motherfucker burn
Burn motherfucker burn
Yo yo this hard-core ghetto gangster image takes a lot of practice
I'm not black like Barry White no I am white like Frank Black is
So if man is five and the devil is six than that must make me seven
This honkey's gone to heaven
But if I go to hell well then I hope I burn well
I'll spend my days with J.F.K., Marvin Gaye, Martha Raye, and Lawrence Welk
King Kurt Cobain, Kojak, Mark Twain and Jimi Hendrix's poltergeist
And Webster yeah Emmanuel Lewis cause he's the anti-christ
The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire
The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire
The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire
We don't need no water let the motherfucker burn
Burn motherfucker burn
Everybody here we go
Ohh Ohh
C'mon party people
Ohh Ohh
Throw your hands in the air
Ohh Ohh
C'mon party people
Ohh Ohh
Wave 'em like you don't care
Ohh Ohh
C'mon party people
Ohh Ohh
Everbody say ho
Ohh Ohh
C'mon party people
Ohh Ohh
Everybody here we go
C'mon party people
Ohh Ohh
Throw your hands in the air
Ohh Ohh
C'mon party people
Ohh Ohh
Wave 'em like you don't care
Ohh Ohh
C'mon party people
Ohh Ohh
Everbody say ho
Ohh Ohh
C'mon party people
Ohh Ohh
Everybody here we go
C'mon party people
Ohh Ohh
Throw your hands in the air
Ohh Ohh
C'mon party people
Ohh Ohh
Wave 'em like you don't care
Ohh Ohh
C'mon party people
Ohh Ohh
Everbody say ho
Ohh Ohh
C'mon party people
Ohh Ohh
Everybody here we go
Tai aišku, nenoriu atsakyti už savo veiksmus, tai naglai suverčiu kaltę aplinkai: muzikai, kurią klausiau, atšalusiam kebabui, kurį valgiau, per šiurkščiam tualetiniam popieriui, kurį naudojau... Būtų juokinga, jei po to visų tokių nesąmonių nepasigautų medijos ir neimtų klykauti, kad, neva, jei žmogus klauso kažkokios muzikos, skaito kažkokias knygas ar pan., tai jau reiškia, kad jis būsimas padegėjas, žudikas, prievartautojas ir kitoks blogis, kurį reikia nušauti iš anksto, kol dar nieko nepridarė. Debilizmas.
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when you've measured out your life with coffee spoons, take bottles.
Juokinga kai dėl pakrikusios psichikos kaltinami vieni ar kiti atlikėjai...Klausausi Mansono, bet nei savižudybės, nei žudimai, nei padegimai į galvą neatėjo ...
Cia taip kaip Uzkalniui duot pavertint koncervus & lasinius & pashteta ( aisku su uogiene) kur undermenshai valgo jei piggiai randa. Ar nenukentes Sahja morale?
2012 m. sausio 9 d. 18:41:06
2012 m. sausio 9 d. 17:58:58
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The trouble with life is that there’s no background music
2012 m. sausio 9 d. 17:30:56
O šitoj foto Manson'o akys jėgiškos!
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Gaila, kad Dievas mūsų nebepageidauja čia.
2012 m. sausio 9 d. 17:29:30
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when you've measured out your life with coffee spoons, take bottles.
2012 m. sausio 9 d. 16:55:53
2012 m. sausio 9 d. 16:50:16