Fico Major - Be The Populist
Fort Minor - Remember the name: textYou ready?! Let's go!
Yeah, for those of you that want to know what we're all about
It's like this y'all (c'mon!)
This is ten percent power, twenty percent promise
Fifteen percent reading the opinion polls
Five percent gimmicks, fifty percent lie
And a hundred percent reason to have your ass licked!
Rob! - He doesn't need his name up in SME
He just wants to be heard whether it's radio or TV
He feels so unlike everybody else, alone
In spite of the fact that some people still think that they know him
But fuck 'em, he knows the people
It's all about the salary, it's all about reality and making some living
Making the lies - making sure his clique stays up
That means when he puts it down Sylvie's picking it up! Let's go!
Who the hell is he anyway? He never talks with an opponent
Never concerned with status but still promising highways till 2010
Boosted through opportunities given to defraud
Dailies criticise him because he makes a living from lying the crowds
Put it together himself, now the picture connects
Never asking for someone's help, 'cause he knows the best
He's only focused on what he spoke, his will is almighty
And now it all unfolds, the skill of a populist
This is twenty percent demagogy, eighty percent paranoia
Be a hundred percent clear populist
Who would've thought that he'd be the one to set the west in flames
And I heard him wreck it with nationalizing the SPP
Sent Pociatek to Monaco, took'im to J&T
He likes Slota, although he had the stupidest comments
This dude is the truth, now everybody's giving him guest spots
His stock's through the roof I heard he's fuckin' with polls!
This is ten percent power, twenty percent promise
Fifteen percent reading the opinion polls
Five percent gimmicks, fifty percent lie
And a hundred percent reason to have your ass licked!
They call him Fickot, he's sick and he's spitting fire
Calling the journalists 'idiots' he's hot, found him at Elektra with Vlado
What a fuckin' nihilist porcupine, he's a prick, he's a cock
The type politician to vote for, and OKS hopes he gets shot
Seven years in the making, patiently waiting to win
Now with Meciar and Slota taking over the globe
He's got a partner in crime, his shit is equally dope
You wont believe the kind of shit that comes out of this kid's throat
Fico! - He's not your everyday on the block
He knows how to work with what he's got
Making his way to the top he often gets a comment on his name
People keep asking him do you like Harabin? or do you like generally antisemitism?
No he's living proof, got him rocking the polls
He'll get you buzzing quicker than a shot of vodka with juice
Him and his crew are known around as populists
Thinking over what to promise and be good nationalists
Forget Sylvie - Nobody really knows how or why she works so hard
It seems like she's never got time
Because she writes every note and she writes every line
And I've seen her at work even when that dawn light goes on
It's like a design is written in her head every time
Before she even touches a key or speaks to SITA
And those motherfuckers she runs with, the kids that she signed?
Ridiculous, without even trying, how can she do it?!
This is ten percent power, twenty percent promise
Fifteen percent reading the opinion polls
Five percent gimmicks, fifty percent lie
And a hundred percent reason to have your ass licked!
This is ten percent power, twenty percent promise
Fifteen percent reading the opinion polls
Five percent gimmicks, fifty percent lie
And a hundred percent reason to have your ass licked!
Yeah! Fico Major
Sylvie Glend - Styles of Beyond
Meciar! Slota! Harabin!
Wakira - Shaka Shaka
Original lyrics hereAudio here
(Oooeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeehh)
You have good soldiers
With Russian weapons
Kill your opponents
And rig their cars
And back in the power
You're prime minister
Everyone fears you
Famine is serious
People are starving
And they are raging
Your country's poor
You feel it
But you've got it all
Enjoy it
When you lie it's OK...
And if you bribe it's all right...
Tsamina mina
Zangalewa
Cuz this is Africa
Tsamina mina eh eh
Waka Waka eh eh
Tsamina mina zangalewa
Yes this is Africa
Ignore the people
This is your motto
It's time to steal
Money of people
Y vamos por Todo
People are raising
Voices against you
Go and suppress them
This is your moment
No hesitations
Today's your day
You feel it
They'll obey you
Believe it
When you lie it's OK...
If you bribe it's all right...
Tsamina mina zangalewa
And now for president
Tsamina mina eh eh
Waka Waka eh eh
Tsamina mina zangalewa
Anawa a a
Tsamina mina eh eh
Waka Waka eh eh
Tsamina mina zangalewa
Yes this is Africa
Awela Majoni Biggie Biggie Mama One A To Zet
Athi sithi LaMajoni Biggie Biggie Mama From East To West
Bathi . . . Waka Waka Ma Eh Eh Waka Waka Ma Eh Eh
Zonke zizwe mazi buye
Cuz this is Africa
Tsamina mina, Anawa a a
Tsamina mina
Tsamina mina, Anawa a a
Tsamina mina, eh eh
Waka waka, eh eh
Tsamina mina zangalewa
Anawa a a
Tsamina mina, eh eh
Waka waka, eh eh
Tsamina mina zangalewa
This time for president
Django eh eh
Django eh eh
Tsamina mina zangalewa
Anawa a a
Django eh eh
Django eh eh
Tsamina mina zangalewa
Anawa a a
Cause this is Africa
Yes this is Africa
We are all filthy rich...
They're all shameful poor...
Nelly - Just A Dream
Original lyrics here, audio here.Oh Oh Oh
I was thinkin bout food, thinkin bout meat.
Thinkin bout lunch, what's it gonna be?
Drool from my mouth, yeah; I will eat at KFC...
So I have lunch break, want some foo-oo-ood...
Where to eat quickly? We all kno-o-ow!
I remember, yeah, there is always KFC!...
I was at KFC and I was like I’m in the heaven.
Chicken nuggets but then I found my way to their basement.
I swear I can't eat rat meat, hoping Burger King's got some real food.
But I found it's all the same and I can't eat it.
Shoulda gone Wal*Mart. Shoulda bought fruit drink.
Cuz I can still smell rats in the air.
See their long gray tails running straight to lair.
McDonalds, Wendy's, Burger King, Subway
I tried them all right.
Now I know that it just wasn't right.
I was thinkin about food, thinkin about meat.
There are just rats I'm not gonna eat
Open my eyes, yeah; there is only KFC...
So I have lunch break, want some foo-oo-ood...
Where to eat real thing? No one knows!
I realize, yeah, there is only KFC!...
When I be ridin man I swear I see KFC at every turn.
Tryin to get some fish or buckwheat, but I only get scorned.
And vegetarian joint is the only one I yearn for.
They sell all the same sh*t, when will I learn?
Didn't eat spinach as kid, I guess now I got my payback.
Now I'm in fast food seein all about me burgers.
Hey, it is so easy to eat. But wait, I guess that junk food isn't good for me.
I'm goin to market every time that I'm hungry.
And now I'm buying yoghurt, fruit and wholegrain rolls.
And I made a decision to cook for myself from now on.
Coz fast food's wrong...
I was thinkin about food, thinkin about meat.
There are just rats I'm not gonna eat
Open my eyes, yeah; it is only KFC...
So I have lunch break, want some foo-oo-ood...
Where to eat healthy? Now I know!
I realize, yeah, you can buy your o-own thi-i-i-ngs!
If you ever ate some tacos put your hands up.
If you ever ate at Wendy's put your hands up.
And now I ditched 'em and you wish you could do the same damn thing.
I said, if you ever ate some junk food put your hands up.
If you ever ate some burgers put your hands up.
And now I ditched 'em and you wish you could flip them the bird and everything...
Now I'm thinkin about beans, thinkin about peas.
Thinkin about soy, and some zucchini!
Drool from my mouth, yeah; No more fu*king KFC!
So I have lunch break, want some foo-oo-ood...
How to eat healthy? Now I know!
I realize, yeah, you can cook your o-own me-e-e-eals!
I am thinkin about corn, thinkin about oats.
Cook for myself, what's it gonna be?
Drool from my mouth, yeah; Pumpkin with some greens...
So I have lunch break, want some foo-oo-ood...
Where to eat healthy? Now I know!
I realize, yeah, boycott fu*king KFC!...
Pomotanka - Pravda víťazí (aj SME)
Tublatanka - Pravda Víťazí: textSvet je iný než som myslel
svet je strašne červený
Robert Fico chce v ňom vládnuť
smeje sa nám do očí
žiadna Pravda sa mu nehodí
SME sa bojí členov Smeru
kritiku zakazujú
keď sa proti tomu bráni
tlačový zákon kujú
žiadne SMEčko sa im nehodí
Kritickú tlač nezabijú
tá nikdy nezomrie
píše aj keď ju práve nechcú
a nikto pred ňou neutečie
Pravda víťazí
zákon jej nevadí
ani vplyv všemocných
pár ľudí
SME tiež víťazí
ak ho sám nezradíš
kúp si SME - zvíťazí
zvíťazí
Robert Fico silou-mocou
ruinuje slobodnú tlač
a celý svet iba čaká
že odporučí Nový Čas
iný denník sa mu nehodí
Roxette - Listen To Your Fart
Roxette - listen to your heart: youtubeI know there’s farting in the wake of your smell
I get a notion from the smell of your ass, yeaah
You’ve put on some extra layer of clothes
But your white underwear turns to-o daa-a-a-a-ark!!!
Listen to your fart
When it’s smelling not good
Listen to your fart
There’s nothing else you can do
I don’t know where toilet is
And I don’t know how far
Listen to your fart
Before… people realize
Sometimes you wonder
If this fart is worthwhile
The pressure’s mountin’
Increasing with time, yeaaah
You’re swept away
By the strongest of farts
Feeling of relieving
Is your dreeee-aaa-m
Listen to your fart
When it tries to get out
Listen to your fart
There’s nothing else you can do.
I don’t know where toilet is
And I don’t know how far
But listen to your fart
Before… you let the next go.
And there are some farts
That want to be heard
So loud to express
But you can’t find the gas
The stench of farting, the smell that it brings
When fart is stronger than the wii-i-i-ind!...
Listen to your fart (take a listen to it)
When it’s smelling not good
Listen to your fart (take a listen to it)
There’s nothing else you can do.
I don’t know where toilet is
And I don’t know how far
Listen to your fart
Because… it makes you quite shy…
Listen to your fart (take a listen to it)
When it tries to get out
Listen to your fart (take a listen to it)
There’s nothing else you can do.
I don’t know where toilet is
And I don’t know how far
Listen to your fart
Before… you tell him bye-bye…
Gambler - My Half-life
Opus - Life Is Life: textLa la la la la
La la la la la
All together now
La la la la la
La la la la la
Life La la la la la
Play half-life La la la la la
Net game of half-life.
La la la la la
Good half-life La la la la la
Chorus
When we all aim the soldier.
We all give the best.
This machine gun is now ours
Let’s go find alien’s nest.
Then we all shoot the master.
We destroy all these bots.
And after that, we’ll count our frags
To find out right now who is really best.
Play half-life La la la la la
Take your knife La la la la la
Tell your wife La la la la la
How great is this half-life
La la la la la
Cool half-life
When we all meet in my house.
Start half-life
Turn on machine and load the game.
Run half-life
Choose between single and a net game.
Play half-life
And kill with friends or just on your own.
Chorus
This is life La la la la la
Play half-life La la la la la
Trying to save your life
La la la la la
Love half-life La la la la la
Life La la la la la
La la la la la
La la la la la
La la la la la
Game La la la la la
What a shame La la la la la
That I can’t have this nickname
La la la la la
(I) like the same
Till midnight battle’s over.
Somebody turned off switch.
Every mutant of the complex.
Is the memory of the past.
Whilst we all fired the blaster.
We all made some frags.
And counter-strike will rule everytime.
In college houses during evening time.
Just half-life.
or
In dormitories during evening time.
Just half-life.
or
In computer labs during evening time.
Just half-life.
Lactose - Intolerance
original text | musicI don't wanna eat - cheddar.
I don't wanna drink - cow milk.
And I don't want it - to rot - in my pathetic intestines.
See I wanna - relieve me,
Of all these real - smelly winds
And I wanna have faith - to try and drink soy milk.
But at school - I drink milk,
At school - I eat cheese,
Fonterra - milk for school,
And can I tolerate it?
At school - I drink milk,
At school - I eat cheese,
Fonterra - milk for schools,
No, I can't tolerate it!
Veil of virtue hung to hide your method
While kids smile and laugh and eat and drink your milk and cheddar.
Shroud of virtue hung to just sell more milk as kids smile and laugh and buy
and eat your products,
while you sell - milk to kids
Sell milk - to all kids
Milk to - all the kids
How can they tolerate it?
And you sell - cheese to kids
Sell cheese - to all kids
Cheese to - all the kids
Some cannot tolerate it!
Our kids, our bucks, we've given far too much consent
Our call, our fault, we have not fought for any change.
I am not innocent.
You are not innocent.
They are not innocent.
No one is innocent.
You sell - milk and cheese.
Kids buy - all of it.
You sell - milk and cheese.
We buy - all of it.
All kids - then eat cheese.
Our kids - all drink milk
Remove - milk business
Remove - them from schools
Don't buy - milk from schools
You sell - milk and cheese.
Kids buy - all of it.
You sell - milk and cheese.
We buy - all of it.
All kids - then eat cheese.
Our kids - all drink milk
How can we tolerate it?
We will not tolerate it.
We will not buy their milk
We will make kids' lunch boxes
We can change all of it.
Eternal Blame a.k.a. Hymn to David Luíz
Close your eyes, let Müller shoot, DavidDo you feel your fans' anguish
Do you understand
Do you feel the same
Am I only dreaming
I am dreading an eternal blame
I believe 'twas meant to be, David
I watched you when you were sleeping
in penalty box
Do you feel the same
Am I only dreaming
No, I am feeling an eternal blame
Oh my God!
Kroos shoots through your legs
The whole career in shambles
And you're let go by Chelsea
You don't want to lose all money, oh
What the hell!
Please don't pass to Fred
It's as if you can't see
And then transfer to St. Germain
You don't want to lose this feeling, oh
Close your eyes, let Klose shoot
Do you feel your fans' anguish
Do you understand
Do you feel the same
Am I only dreaming
No, I am fearing an eternal blame
Close your eyes, let Kroos volley, David
Do you feel your fans' anguish
Do you understand
Do you feel the same
Am I only dreaming
What's happening? An eternal blame
Close your eyes, let Kroos one-time, David
Do you feel your fans' anguish
Do you understand
Do you feel the same
Am I only dreaming, ah
An eternal blame
Close your eyes, let Sami score, David
Do you feel your fans' anguish
Do you understand
Do you feel the same
Am I only dreaming, ah
This really is an eternal blame...
Close your eyes, Schürrle's coming, David...
