Korn lyrics
Korn lyrics
"All In The Family lyrics"
Sister Christian lyrics
(Kelly Keagy) Sister Christian Oh, the time has come And you know That you're the only one to say Okay Where you going What you looking for You know those boys Don't want to play no more With you It's true CHORUS You're motoring What's your price for flight In finding mister right You'll be all right tonight Babe, you know You're growing up so fast Mommy's worrying That you won't last to say Let's play Sister Christian There's so much in life Don't you give it up Before your time is due It's true Motoring What's your price for flight You've got him
(Kelly Keagy) Sister Christian Oh, the time has come And you know That you're the only one to say Okay Where you going What you looking for You know those boys Don't want to play no more With you It's true CHORUS You're motoring What's your price for flight In finding mister right You'll be all right tonight Babe, you know You're growing up so fast Mommy's worrying That you won't last to say Let's play Sister Christian There's so much in life Don't you give it up Before your time is due It's true Motoring What's your price for flight You've got him
[Fred:] What's up with this fucking 'Ball Tongue' shit? (on original lyric's sheet)
[Jon:] All I needed was a Pepsi... (on orignal lyric's sheet)
[Fred:] You better shut the fuck up, punk. (on orignal lyric's sheet)
[Jon:] Whatever nigga... (on orignal lyric's sheet)
[Fred:] Say what, say what?
[Jon:] My dick is bigger than yours...
[Fred:] Say what, say what?
[Jon:] My band is bigger than yours...
[Fred:] Too bad I got your beans in my bag, stuck-up sucka',
Korny motherfucka'. Takin' over flows is the Limp pimp,
need a Bizkit to save this crew from Jon Davis.
I'm gonna drop a little east side skill, ya best step back 'cuz I'm 'a kill, I'm 'a kill.
So watcha thinking Mr. Raggedy man?
Doin' all you can to look like Raggedy Ann.
[Jon:] I'll Check you out punk, yes I know you feel it.
You look like one of those dancers from the Hanson video,
you little faggot ho. Please give me some shit to work with,
'cuz right now I'm all it kid, suck my dick kid, like your daddy did.
[Fred:] Who the fuck you t
The Feeling lyrics
Music: YatteringLyrics: Marcin SwierczynskiSpotted with woman's bloodI feel her smell aroundEyes starring at abyss - disappointed- Why death and rape connect me - with it...Her arms - pointed with long sharpensHer face - maltreated - crooked with deadly grimaceWhere should we hideLeave stuff...How I wanted it...No, nobody can remember eyes... - massacred...- Face has to disappearedNo, nobody can find it... earth...cold...- Swallowing young beautyI felt you - connected with this body in ecstasyI wanted - your
hink you're talking to?? Music: YatteringLyrics: Marcin SwierczynskiSpotted with woman's bloodI feel her smell aroundEyes starring at abyss - disappointed- Why death and rape connect me - with it...Her arms - pointed with long sharpensHer face - maltreated - crooked with deadly grimaceWhere should we hideLeave stuff...How I wanted it...No, nobody can remember eyes... - massacred...- Face has to disappearedNo, nobody can find it... earth...cold...- Swallowing young beautyI felt you - connected with this body in ecstasyI wanted - your
[Jon:] Me.
[Fred:] I'm known for eatin' little whiny chumps like you.
[Jon:] Whatever.
[Fred:] All up in my face with that...
[Jon:] Are you ready?!?
[Fred:] But halitosis, is all you're rockin' steady. You little fairy, smelling all your flowers. Nappy hairy chest, look it's Austin Powers!
[Jon:] Yeah, baby!
[Fred:] I hear ya tweetin' on them fag-pipes clod, but you said it best, there's No Place To Hide.
[Jon:] What the fuck ya' sayin'? You're a pimp whateva', limp dick. Fred Durst needs to rehearse, needs to reverse what he's saying. Wannabe funk joke is what you're playin', rippin' up a bad counterfeit, fakin'! Plus your bills I'm paying, you can't eat that shit every day, Fred. Lay off the bacon.
[Fred:] Say what, say what? You better watch your fuckin' mouth, Jon.
[Chorus:]
[Jon:] So you hate me?
[Fred:] and I hate you!
[Jon:] You know what, you know what?
[Both:] It's all in the family.
[Jon:] I hate you!
[Fred:] and you
Will I lyrics
Will I ever love you again? Will we be together again? Thought the love we had was strong... and tell me what's on. Where did we go wrong? Will I ... will I ... will I ... Will I ... will I ... will I ... Will I ever love you again? Will we be together again? Thought the love we had was strong... and tell me what's on. Where did we go wrong? Will I ever love you again? Will we be together again? Thought the love we had was strong... and tell me what's on. Where did we go wrong?
hate me!Will I ever love you again? Will we be together again? Thought the love we had was strong... and tell me what's on. Where did we go wrong? Will I ... will I ... will I ... Will I ... will I ... will I ... Will I ever love you again? Will we be together again? Thought the love we had was strong... and tell me what's on. Where did we go wrong? Will I ever love you again? Will we be together again? Thought the love we had was strong... and tell me what's on. Where did we go wrong?
[Jon:] You know what, you know what?
[Both:] It's all in the family.
[Jon:] Look at you fool, I'm gonna fuck you up twice,
throwin' rhymes at me like, oh shit, Vanilla Ice.
Ya better run, run while ya can, you'll never fuck me up, Bisc Limpkit.
At least I got a phat, original band.
[Fred:] Who's hot, who's not?
[Jon:] You.
[Fred:] You best step back, Korn on the cob, you need a new job.
Time to take them mic skills back to the dentist, and buy yourself a new grill.
[Jon:] Fuck you.
[Fred:] You pumpkin pie, I'll jack-off in your eye.
Climbing shoots and ladders, while your ego shatters.
But you just can't get away.
[Jon:] Get a gay?
[Fred:] 'Cuz it's doomsday kid, it's doomsday.
[Chorus]
[Fred:] You call yourself a singer?
[Jon:] Yep.
[Fred:] You're more like Jerry Springer.
[Jon:] Oh cool!
[Fred:] Your favorite band is winger,
[Jon:] Winger?
[Fred:] and all you eat is Zingers.
You're like a
My Old Man lyrics
Me and my old man Don't see eye to eye We take our walks outside Underneath the birch trees He said I think it's gonna freeze this year I said I gotta get away from here Me and my old man Me and my old man Should have been enough to know That you'd let us all down Could have been enough to try Without making a sound It's all part of the plan my dear It's all part of the plan my dear So we walked along the mending walls Laid beneath the tortured talls And we sang a song of newfound cheer Laughed at the passing years Yeah we talked about things to com
Fruity Pebble, your favorite flag is rebel. Me and my old man Don't see eye to eye We take our walks outside Underneath the birch trees He said I think it's gonna freeze this year I said I gotta get away from here Me and my old man Me and my old man Should have been enough to know That you'd let us all down Could have been enough to try Without making a sound It's all part of the plan my dear It's all part of the plan my dear So we walked along the mending walls Laid beneath the tortured talls And we sang a song of newfound cheer Laughed at the passing years Yeah we talked about things to com
[Jon:] Yeeeeeehaaaaaa!!
[Fred:] It's just too bad that you're a fag, and on a lower level.
[Jon:] So you're from Jacksonville, kickin' it like Buffalo Bill.
Gettin' butt-fucked by your uncle Chuck,
while your sister's on her knees waitin' for your fuckin' nut.
[Fred:] Wait, where'd ya get that little dance?
[Jon:] Over here.
[Fred:] Like them idiots in Waco,
you're burning up in Bako where your father had your mother,
your mother had your brother, it's just too bad your father's mad,
your mother's now your lover.
[Jon:] Come on hillbilly, can your horse do a fuckin' wheelie?
You love it down south, and boy, you sure do got a purdy mouth.
[Chorus]
[Jon:[ and I love you!
[Fred:] and I want you!
[Jon:] and I'll suck you!
[Fred:] and I'll fuck you!
[Jon:] and I'll butt-fuck you!
[Fred:] and I'll eat you!
[Jon:] and I lick your little dick motherfucker.
[Fred:] Say what? Say... what?