The trolls are in heat... I can see what's happening What? And they don't have a clue Who? They'll fall in love and here's the bottom line Our troll's are down to two. Oh. The sweet caress of twilight There's magic everywhere And with all this romantic atmosphere Disaster's in the air Can you feel the love tonight The peace the evening brings The board for once in perfect harmony With all its living things So many things to tell her But how to make her see The truth about my past, impossible He'd turn away from me He's holding back, he's hiding But what, I can't decide Why won't he be the poster I know he is? The poster I see inside? Can you feel the love tonight? The peace the evening brings The board, for once, in perfect harmony With all its living things Can you feel the love tonight? You needn't look too far Stealing through the night's uncertainties Love is where the trolls are And if he feels the love tonight In the way I do It's enough for this restless wanderer Just to be with you
Welcome to where time stands still No one leaves and no one will Moon is full, never seems to change Just labeled mentally deranged Dream the same thing every night I see our freedom in my sight No locked doors, No windows barred No things to make my brain seem scarred Sleep my friend and you will see That dream is my reality They keep me locked up in this cage Can't they see it's why my brain says Rage
Yes, there are two paths you can go by but in the long run, there's still time to change the road you're on.
..You must die I alone am best! I hope ya flip some guy the bird, He cuts you off and you're forced to swerve, In front of the Beatles' tour bus, A Bookmobile and a Mack truck, Hauling hazardous biological waste, The light turns red you have no brakes, And "Hard Copy" gets it all on tape, So you can see the look on your face, ...Die Die Die Die Die Die Die!, ...Die Die Die Die Die Die Die!, I hope your Pinto begins to spin, Takes out a disabled Vietnam Veteran, Mows down a Nobel Peace Prize Winner, And maybe some orphans having Christmas dinner, Perhaps even the British Royal Family, And the Rabbi that's clutching the bottle-fed puppy, And we can't forget the newlyweds, And those Jerry's Kids are as good as dead, I hope this helps to emphasize, I hope this helps to clarify, I hope you die, I hope your cellmate thinks he's God, But C.N.N. refer to him as "Bowling Ball Bag Bob", Serving time again for abuse of a corpse, Only this time the victim's a Clydesdale horse, While he masturbates to photos of livestock, He does the "Silence of the Lambs" dance to Christian Rock, Eats feces and quotes from "Deliverance", And fights with his imaginary playmate Vince, ...Die Die Die Die Die Die Die!, ...Die Die Die Die Die Die Die!, I hope he grins like Jack Nicholson, And forces you to play a game called Balls On Chin, And whatever happens next is all a blur, But you remember "fist" can be a verb, And when you finally regain consciousness, You're bound and gagged in a wedding dress, And the prison guard looks the other way, 'Cause he's the guy ya flipped the bird the other day, I hope this helps to emphasize, I hope this helps to clarify, I hope you die, ...I hope you die!.
First heard them 99-00 on a biz trip in Switzerland. We were coming back from Zermatt to Zurich and that song...."you and me baby ain't nothin but mamals so lets do it like they do on the discovery channel" was on the radio. Laughed so hard almost drove off a cliff. Pick up the CD on a layover in the UK (not released yet in the US) and my employees loved that track "I hope you die". They ended up sending a copy to Rock105.3 and a DJ played that song constantly it seemed. Rob probably has this CD....he has a bit of everything, lol!
Monkey Rat- 'your back'...... In fact I do: Like you mentioned, BHG, was released and reached infamy in Europe at least a yr or 2 prior to the US kids hearing about them. I've always been an Import Nut, (where imports can provide music, one can't find otherwise).... "You Must Die", from (the classic); "Hooray For Boobies", classic music for that exact era of time. 1st time I ever heard this LP, and classic tune, I was driving my Bronco down the I-10; when I took a drink of Coke, and spewed it all over my windshield and dash.........hysterical, I couldn't stop laughing for half an hour........ good thing, no vehicles were around me, as I'd of either drove over them, or parked it in the ditches........ I hired 2, 19 yr old guys; to clean Our GSD Kennels, and help with Our Horses, even if it meant shoveling shit; which was the main job of all. Both guys, if not toking, were constantly head banging/listening to music, albeit their portable players, or Boom Boxes, b/t the 2, they only listened to a very small handful of bands, ........ Keep in mind, approximately 5, 000 Northrop Workers from So. Cal were relocated to Lake Charles- (LCS), as the JSTARS Program was failing fast,while lacking key resources, ie, People. By So. Cal shipping out all those jobs, to LCS, there was a tremendous influx of Employees (out of control) Kids from So Cal, who were damn near worshiped, by Bayou Kids; (The old California Surfer Image of the 60s Beach Boys, to the Mainstream defying proclaimed Nihlists of the 90s). These relocated So.Cal., High School Kids created; a culture in LCS, with their music, and of course sagging pants. A Culture never seen imitated from one place to the other so fast. The only Bands these kids would listen too, were, (in no specific order, but: Sublime was 1st, and BloodHound Gang, 2nd, the others pretty much a draw: ie,- - "Rage Against the Machine;" - "System of A Down," - while both Metallica and Ozzie, were the Don's or, Predecessor Gods these guys worshiped, as paving the way for their own unique brands of music and lyrics..... http://www.mtv.com/news/821294/bloodhound-gangs-bad-touch-turns-clock-back-two-decades/
Has anyone here been to Tijuana, MX....? You've then seen the White Mules, these Mexicans paint black lines on 'em, to make their mules look like Zebra's. "you can paint stripes on a white mule, but that does not make it a Zebra".....
