środa, 29 października 2008

Chumbawamba - Bad Dog

Puppy eyes puppy eyes tearing claws spitting pride
Roll over! Roll over! Roll over! Roll over!
Pretty please pretty play chase away chase away
Nasty nasty snapping nasty
biting spitting nasty nasty
Hammer hammer teeth nails sit sit sit sit

Bitch won't beg bitch can't lick bitch
can't do those clever tricks

Heel fetch run lie nasty nasty snapping nasty
See these eyes puppy eyes roll over and die die
Bad dog you bad dog you bad dog you bad dog
Playful dog with trouble and
spice nasty nice nasty nice
Slip the lead fight fight my bark
is softer than my bite
Roll over roll over mock each
chewing spewing mouthful
Hammer hammer teeth nails bad dog bad dog

Good girl pat pat bad dog smack smack
Here's a bitch who'll give it
back snap snap snap snap
Puppy eyes will start to play this
nasty dog will have it's day

This is heaven
This is hell
This is living
This is tale to tell
This is drive wheel
This is cog
This is master
This is snarling dog
This is hammer
This is spanner
This is no sir
This is table manners
This is history
This is how it's been
This is over and over and over and over again

Fucking bitch kurwa

KURWA JA PIERDOLE KURWA KURWA KURWA KURWA KURWA KURWA KURWA KURWA KURWA KURWA KURWA KURWA KURWA KURWA KURWA KURWA KURWA KURWA KURWA KURWA KURWA KURWA KURWA KURWA KURWA KURWA KURWA KURWA KURWA KURWA KURWA KURWA KURWA KURWA KURWA KURWA KURWA KURWA KURWA KURWA KURWA KURWA KURWA KURWA KURWA KURWA KURWA KURWA KURWA KURWA KURWA KURWA KURWA KURWA KURWA KURWA KURWA KURWA KURWA KURWA KURWA KURWA KURWA KURWA KURWA KURWA KURWA KURWA KURWA KURWA KURWA KURWA KURWA KURWA KURWA KURWA KURWA KURWA KURWA KURWA KURWA KURWA KURWA KURWA KURWA KURWA KURWA KURWA KURWA KURWA KURWA KURWA KURWA KURWA KURWA KURWA KURWA



(cry)

kurwa...

piątek, 24 października 2008

Give The Anarchist A Cigarette - Chumbawamba

For gods sake, burn it down
Nothing ever burns down by itself
every fire needs a little bit of help

Give the anarchist a cigarette
Cos thats as close as hes ever gonna get
Bobby just hasnt earned it yet
That times are changing but he just forgets
He's going to choke on his harmonica Albert
Nothing ever burns down by itself
every fire needs a little bit of help

Give the anarchist a cigarette
A candy cig for the spoiled brat
We'll get Albert to write you a cheque
A he'll be burning up the air in his personal jet
You know i hate every Popstar that I ever met
Nothing ever burns down by itself
every fire needs a little bit of help

Burn Baby Burn
Nothing ever burns down by itself
every fire needs a little bit of help

czwartek, 16 października 2008

poniedziałek, 13 października 2008

Życie jest jak jajko

Trzeba je znosić.

Jak to jest że widzę coraz więcej dzieci (młodzież ~ 14-18 lat), u których nie mogę rozpoznać płci?
Bezpłciowe ubrania, fryzury, twarze też (chociaż może tu chodzi o wiek?). Nie mówiąc już o tym, że albo jest to za chude albo za grube(Manboobs or normal ones?). Trochę mnie to przeraża, że dopóki się nie odezwie, to nie wiadomo jak się do takiej osoby zwracać/odnosić. Chociaż wcale niepowiedziane, że i tak będziesz mógł/a rozpoznać płeć tej osoby.

A teraz a bit of spam from the internet. Temat jakże przezemnie lubiany: Religia vs Nauka!

Nic nie mam do religi ani do biblii (uważam, że jest nawet potrzebna)

ale... prawdą jest, że...

Trochę już to przycichło w USA, ale cały czas siedzi pod skórą:




A tu taki fun fact, chociaż nie mogę świadczyć za źródło.



sobota, 11 października 2008