Where did you come from where did you go where did you come from Cotton Eyed Joe.

[NAD]

We've got you in this fuckin'
movie to exterminate all the lunatics all at once
with a filtering system of God.
We're the psycho-semantic police,
you can't even see us.
How in the fuck can you do anything about it?
We're pure intellegence, you're not.
You're biological product of a
comological universe.
Your molecular matter,
I constructed you, fuck you.
I made you up,
you didn't make me up,
you got it backwards.
You know who you are?
You're fuckin' semantic blockage,
that's what made you up.
You're a fuckin' programer named Christine Gontara.
You fucked up.
She sucked my cock, fell in love,
and she was locked in.
She's gonna get her second chance to suck my cock again.
If she turns me down,
she's gonna go striaght to hell,
she won't pass go,
she'll never fuckin' win.
She's the cunt that thought she was God,
but that's OK, I don't give a shit.
As long as she sucks me off when I tell her.
'Cause she's my zombie.
I capured that mother fucker,
and she's my cassette.
I want that cock sucker to send me at least fifty-thousand fuckin' dollars.
If she can't do it I'll try ten.
If she can't do that,
I'll try five, but that's it.
If you got a dowry of five thousand dollars,
come out here and suck me off,
do what I tell you from now on,
then you can join me for eternal time.

NOTE: I didn't make this up, I only wish I was that cool.

 

[JayKeeley]

Sounds like some industrial hardcore apocalyptic intestinal gas condition thing.

*farts*

 

[NAD]

Here comes Part II:

[Raleigh:] You went for line drawings and you fucked up you fuckin' idiot.
You brain-washed yourself you mother fuckin' stupid cock suckers, because
you never studied your Holy Homework. That's two capital H's there, all
the rest are lower case in any fuckin' case. Supreme Court, you are not
the fucking Supreme Court of anything, except Hell! For the next ten
thousand years you will shovel your shit and eat it, because your on
repeat mother fucker. It just started backwards and you can't do a
fuckin' thing about it. The public are gonna take back every fuckin'
thing that you took away from them you mother fucker.


[Security Guard:] Raleigh.
[Raleigh:] Yes.
[Guard:] This is the deal.
[Raleigh:] Yes, what is the deal?
[Guard:] You either cool it down right now...
[Raleigh:] Or your gonna fuckin die!
[Guard:] ...your outta here.
[Raleigh:] Oh, your gonna put me out? Well I ain't leavin' mother
fucker. Now what are you gonna do, what are you gonna do to this little kid? Eh?
[Guard:] Your gonna go to the psyche ward.
[Raleigh:] Well good, that's where I wanna go.
[Guard:] Yea, your gonna be right there. So you better cool it down. You better cool it down right now, I don't want to hear anything else out of this room or you are gonna go to the psyche ward. This is your last opportunity.
[Raleigh:] Yea, OK, get it. Let's go.
[Guard:] Shut your fuckin' mouth.
[Raleigh:] all right .
[Guard:] And don't make anymore waves in the house. Otherwise you'r going to the psyche ward.
[Raleigh:] Well, thats exactly what I'm gonna do, I'm gonna go to the psyke ward and so I'm gonna shoot my fuckin' mouth off, so get out of here. Your cutting into my commercial.
[Guard:] You understand?
[Raleigh:] I'm making a fuckin' commercial, I'm a businessman! Get out of here! Your trying to get in on this fuckin' thing, you ain't no star asshole, your just a fuckin' errand boy.
[Guard:] Your the craziest son of a bitch I ever...
[Raleigh:] Exactly...I'm an American!
[Guard:] This is the last warning Raleigh.
[Raleigh:] Good, Shut Up!
[background laughter]
[Guard:] Anymore out of you and your going to the psyche ward.
[Raleigh:] See, you lie. You don't eat your feedback.
[Guard:] You need to understand that, as long as you understand that, that's the rules Raleigh.
[Raleigh:]Whoever comes in this fuckin' room, I'm gonna fuckin' kill em! That's what I gonna do.
[Guard:] Oh are ya? I'm in your room Raleigh.
[Raleigh:] Well you've come in against...this is my room.
[Guard:] I'm in your room, I'm in you room, I'm in your room.
[Raleigh:] Back out, back out, back out. Words don't bother me man, actions do.
[Guard:] Let's do it, go for it dude.
[Raleigh:] Well if you come at me your gonna fuckin' die!
[Guard:] Go for it.
[Raleigh:] I ain't going for nothing, you fuckin' reach for me and I'm gonna take your arm off.
[Guard:] Come on. Come on! [Raleigh:] I ain't comin, you come.
[Guard:] Cool it Raleigh. You understand that? You got it? Either you cool it or your out of here, that's the only choice you have.
[Raleigh:] Try it.
[Guard:] Your gone dude.
[Raleigh:] Who's gonna enforce it? Call the cops mutherfucker! Call the cops.
[Guard:] You got witnesses right now?
[Raleigh:] No witnesses, call the fucking cops! I'll call the fuckin' cops on you, you cocksucker, right now.
[Guard:] Good.
[Raleigh:] 911 - Just like that, and you will never get out of this. [Guard:] Good. Come on.


[Raleigh:] I would like an emergency call please, there's a psychopathic
trying to kill me in my fuckin' room, now get them cops over here to
1-2-3-O-9 Ventura Street please. He is standing in my door, I told him to
get out of here, and he tells me he's gonna put me in the psycho-tank, for
making my production here. Which is a science fiction magazine! And he's
trying to scare me 'cause he thinks he's big, but he's just a big pile of
shit! 'Cause I'll splatter him all over the fuckin' wall. I hope you
record all that. That's a pre-programming for the police department! And
send 'em over here, 'cause I'm about to kill him in two seconds. Now get
'em over here as fast as you can please. I hope your recording this.

 

[HarmonyDies....]

????=(

 

[NAD]

Part III:

You guys don't know what love is.

You don't know what love is.
Until you've learned the meaning of the blues.
Until you had a love you had to lose.
You don't know what love is.

Let's see. What's happening? The sacks are filling up again here yeah.
Well we can stop that thing ya know any fuckin' time we want, let's do it.

Free crappy promos to whoever guesses what the fuck this is from, without using Google (be honest because THE RIAA WILL KNOW IF YOU CHEATED). Random Beard I still owe you promos, just haven't sent them out yet, need to dig through the piles.

 

[Krilons Resa]

Cotton Eyed Joe...omgwtfz

i remember that shhheeet.

 

[Russell]

OMG NADZ does it again with his wacky song remembering abilities

 

[Hell Mike]

gotz sex & vilions at home somnewhere, my brother bought i back in the dayug
s

 

[Henrik Main]

I've got the official Rednex computer game, it was pretty cool apart from the music, think Myst meets a classic Western film. I didn't buy it, though, I got it for free with an Apple Macintosh Performa 6200 or something. What a killer computer. Mac rocks.

Edit: These lyrics thread seriously need to stop.