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Kaikki pitäisi olla kunnossa
Miehet ovat terveinä
valmennusjohto on terveenä
Ainoa, kenestä on huolta tietysti
selostajaosasto ei aina olla terveenä,
mutta ei sen väliä

Nyt huudetaan:
Ihanaa leijonat, ihanaa
Tämä on ihanaa
Vaikka tekee kipeää niin ei haittaa
Ihanaa leijonat, ihanaa
Tämä on ihanaa

Mutta sitten pitää jo rauhoittua
hellurei hellurei
Vääntö on hurjaa
hellurei hellurei
Ja ei kun miestä seinälle
hellurei hellurei
Mahtava meininki,
siinä on paikka
Miksi et lauo?
Hellurei hellurei
Vääntö on hurjaa
hellurei hellurei
Ja nyt lähtee
hellurei hellurei
Niitatkaa se kreppuun
Siinä on paikka ja siellä on!

Nyt huudetaan:
Ihanaa leijonat, ihanaa...

Ja lisää virtaa moottoriin, pojat
hellurei hellurei
Ja meteli yltyy
hellurei hellurei
Ai, ai sentään kun oli ruma taklaus
siinä jos jollain on proteesi suussa
se putoaa samantien
hellurei hellurei
Ja nyt se tulee
Ja kyllä lähtee sellainen mälli,
että tyhjä- ei tulee!
Ja siellä lepää!

Nyt huudetaan:
Ihanaa leijonat, ihanaa...

Se on siinä!
Siinä ei ehdii kissaa sanoa
kun kiekko on jo repussa
Puolustus pelataan
Kebab kioskille
Ja katsokaa tätä meteliä
Liput liehuvat
Siellä vedetään jo valssia katsomossa
ja suomalaisyleisö on riisunut paidat päältään
kenties osa ottaa jo kohta housujakin pois,
mutta sillä ei ole mitään väliä!

Nyt huudetaan:
Ihanaa leijonat, ihanaa...

Ihanaa leijonat, ihanaa...

Kiitoksia suomalaiset,
kiitoksia leijonat
Tämä oli uskomaton taistelu
Täällä meni jo usko
Minulle voi kaataa tervaa ja höyheniä päälle
Ei tällaisia miehiä täällä kannata pitää,
jotka eivät usko, että suomalainen
jääkiekkoilija voi tällaista vielä tehdä.
Se on siinä!

Bitches I hope you know
Bitches I hope you know

Bitches I hope you know
I won't stop 'til I hit that hoe
Baby come say hello
And get your drunk ass over here let's bone

Bitches I hope you know
I won't stop 'til I hit that hoe
Shorty come say hello
And get your drunk ass over here let's bone

Yo I'm up in the club and the parties jumpin
Bitches passin by and they're eyeball fuckin
I'm drinkin Cristale now they're tryin to kiss me
Sayin 'Funny Man, can you sign my titties?'
No, I got four bitches in the back of my Rover
The Fantastic Four sayin 'Funny, can I blow ya?'
Three were preppy and one was scene
So three for me and one for Charlie
This girl's seventeen, now I'm a pedophile
Now she's showing me her tits I think this girl's gone wild

I whipped* out my dick and her jaw hit the floor
Acted like she never seen a magnum before
Turn off the lights and now I'm gonna film it
Turn on the night vision like she's Paris Hilton
Funny walked in and said 'Chupa me pito'
Then she munched his dick like a macho burrito FUCK YEAH

Bitches I hope you know
I won't stop 'til I hit that ho
Baby come say hello
And get your drunk ass over here let's bone

Bitches I hope you know
I won't stop 'til I hit that ho
Shorty come say hello
And get your drunk ass over here let's bone

Now I'm Cadillaxin, candle waxin
I like your fat ass, bitch grab my jacket
And Grab a taxi, get in the back seat
Fuck, suck, dick, lick
Man we nasty
Drive fast please cuz this booze is not lasting
One too many shots and I seem to be passing
I think this chick is down ya she's down for the threesome
Called the homie J just to see if he needs some
Just got back comin from the bar
Find More lyrics at www.sweetslyrics.com
Rubbin on this chicky's titties in the back of her car
But your* first mistake you said you liked my band
Second was you put my undead dick in your hand
And Im taken secret pix on my cellular phone
I got my fingers in places where they don't belong
Horny as FUCK
Pressing my LUCK
Get my dick SUCKED
So bitch GIVE IT UP YEEAH

Bitches I hope you know
I won't stop 'til I hit that ho
Baby come say hello
And get your drunk ass over here let's bone

Bitches I hope you know
I won't stop 'til I hit that ho
Shorty come say hello
And get your drunk ass over here let's bone

Let's both get faded cuz you know that I want you
Let's both get naked, girl you know that you want to
Baby we can have a party tonight
I wanna hit it cuz I know that it's tight
Baby we can have a party tonight
I wanna hit it all night all night all night all night

Bitches I hope you know
I won't stop 'til I hit that hoe
Baby come say hello
And get your drunk ass over here let's bone

Bitches I hope you know
I won't stop 'til I hit that hoe
Shorty come say hello
And get your drunk ass over here *blank*
Don't stop yet I'm almost there
Get your drunk ass over here let's bone

This is your life and it's
ending one minute at a
time.


Warning: If you are
reading this then this
warning is for you. Every
word you read of this
useless fine print is
another second off your
life. Don't you have other
things to do? Is your life
so empty that you honestly
can't think of a better
way to spend these
moments? Or are you so
impressed with authority
that you give respect and
credence to all that claim
it? Do you think every
thing you're supposed to
think? Buy what you're
told to want? Get out of
your apartment. Meet a
member of the opposite
sex. Stop the excessive
shopping and masturbation.
Quit your job. Start a
fight. Prove you're alive.
If you don't claim your
humanity you will become a
statistic. You have been
warned- Tyler.

Hey, you created me. I
didn't create some loser
alter-ego to make myself
feel better.

All right, if the
applicant is young, tell
him he's too young. Old,
too old. Fat, too fat. If
the applicant then waits
for three days without
food, shelter, or
encouragement he may then
enter and begin his
training.

It's only after we've lost
everything that we're free
to do anything.

You're not your job.
You're not how much money
you have in the bank.
You're not the car you
drive. You're not the
contents of your wallet.
You're not your fucking
khakis. You're the
all-singing, all-dancing
crap of the world.

The things you own end up
owning you.

A guy who came to Fight
Club for the first time,
his ass was a wad of
cookie dough. After a few
weeks, he was carved out
of wood.

Without pain, without
sacrifice, we would have
nothing.

And then, something
happened. I let go. Lost
in oblivion. Dark and
silent and complete. I
found freedom. Losing all
hope was freedom.

Fuck what you know. You
need to forget about what
you know, that's your
problem. Forget about what
you think you know about
life, about friendship,
and especially about you
and me.

We're consumers. We are
by-products of a lifestyle
obsession. Murder, crime,
poverty, these things
don't concern me.

I'll bring us through
this. As always. I'll
carry you - kicking and
screaming - and in the end
you'll thank me.

Every evening I died, and
every evening I was born
again, resurrected.

Narrator: Nobody knows
that they saw it, but they
did...
Tyler Durden: A nice, big
cock...
That's the cue for a
changeover. He flips the
projectors, the movie
keeps right on going, and
nobody in the audience has
any idea.
Like splicing single
frames of pornography into
family films.

Just tell him you fuckin'
did it. Tell him you blew
it all up. That's what he
wants to hear.

You said that if anyone
ever interferes with
Project Mayhem, even you,
we gotta get his balls.

You can swallow a pint of
blood before you get sick.


I have a better solution.
You keep me on the payroll
as an outside consultant
and in exchange for my
salary, my job will be
never to tell people these
things that I know. I
don't even have to come
into the office, I can do
this job from home.

I know everything you do,
so if you know I know.

Deja vu - all over again.

Tänää kello 19.00 - 20.20 asti tässä on ollut joku kananen joka on kirjoitellut teille kaikille jotain kivaa toivottavasti (: elikkä ppyrde on tullut takaisin eli nyt loppu kommentointi jos oon laittanu aikaisemmin jotain en laita enää toivottavasti et sinäkään (:

Hollywood Undead saatana !

omg oon NVIP=NOT VERY IMPORTANT PERSON

vippi ois semi jees

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somebody tulee ulos?

kuolen tylsyytee ei väsytä ja kaikki on jossai :(

oon suru