1. |
Here Comes a New Band
03:06
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Here comes a new band
It's tight
Here comes a new band
Alright
We had to put an end to Vicious Klub
Since Naughty is a daddy and Nasty's in the suburbs
You were askin' for a mighty groove
Now we're givin' it to you
So You better fuckin' move
Right on
Here comes a new band
That's rad
Here comes a new band
Chicks are gonna be glad
We're gonna bring back stadium rock to garages
Since we ain't like U2, Muse or Guns n' Roses
You were askin' for a mighty groove
Now we're givin' it to you
So You better fuckin' move
Right on
Singing
VK OK
It's called Violent Kop
VK oh oh oh oh
It's spelt
VK OK
It's called Violent Kop
VK oh oh oh oh
It's still VK OK
Here comes a new band
Violent Kop oh yeah
VK OK
Here comes a new band
Violent Kop, Violent Koooooooop
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2. |
Koka Cola Championship
02:12
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I'm lying wasted
Since we're relegated
Look what we've wasted
The kids were so talented
The managers don't give a shit about us
And the local values
They just keep running it like a business
Although we're still fucking loosing
In Koka Kola Championship
It's been a year and now we're flippin'
In Koka Kola Championship
I'm getting fucking bored
I'm disappointed
'cause we're not promoted
I'm totally fed up
'cause I see no worship
I'm full of hatred
'cause we're still bad playin'
And I look back at the 90's
The team won so many trophies
In Koka Kola Championship
It's been 2 years now we're freakin' out
In Koka Kola Championship
I'm getting fucking bored
I'm lying wasted
Since we're relegated
Look what we've wasted
Those kids were so talented
In Koka Kola Championship
It's been 5 years now you're laughing at us
In Koka Kola Championship
I'm getting fucking...
In Koka Kola Championship
It's been ages now we're getting used to it
In Koka Kola Championship
I'm getting fucking bored
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3. |
Right or Wrong
03:44
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She gets me warm
She gets me stupid
It's often been like this
Is she a whore?
She's not that limpid
But still my dick is begging for it
I'm getting high
Although I have nothing to expect from this
I'd like her blowin' me
I've got a good bottle of wine
It should get her fine
She's wild, she's blond
She smiled...I wanna bang her
She's a minx
Am I right or am I wrong?
Picturing you dreftly using your tongue
Im pretty sure I could make her
But I fuckin' don't know how...to proceed
Is she teasin' me? Or is it all in my head?
I don't get it, she's giving me contradictory signs
Am I wrong?
When she smiled to me I wish I could bang her
Like a bitch
Am I right or am I wrong?
Picturing you dreftly using your tongue
I'm just a clown
I'm so naive
It's always been like this
I don't want to leave it unachieved
'cause it's something I might be regretting
I'm gonna get so high
For I'd not focus on that anymore
I'm feeling down
For I didn't get no reply
This time I won't cry
She would like my schlong
When she smiled to me
I thought I could bang her
I'm a dick
Am I right or am I wrong?
Picturing you dreftly using your tongue
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Too shy too weak too cold
Too busy too straight and too old
Ta lazy to clean and fold
She said I have to be more enthusiastic
She said I'd have to be slick for I'll be free at the end
That's a fine mess
You're letting the bliss pass by
Too sad and miserable to hold
Too obsessed to be consoled
Too lame and stubborn to scold
I'm not the right one for a confession
Can't you figure it out?
Why don't you look for someone else?
And please don't shout
That's a fine mess
She's letting the bliss pass by
That's a fine mess
We're letting the bliss pass by
That's a fine mess
But at least we've tried
Though nothing can bring back the hour
Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower;
We will grieve not and rather find
Strength in what remains behind
Strength in what remains behind...
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5. |
DKWTD
02:41
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I saw your ad
And it got me really mad
I thought you wouldn't do that
But I think you're right
I saw you at the pub
And I felt treated like a grub
I was not welcome
So I went right away back home
I don't know what to do
I don't know how to forget you
I don't know what to do
I saw your friend
She asked for a helping hand
I guess that she's tryin'
To take advantage of somethin'
'cause she doesn't know what to do
She doesn't how to forget you
She doesn't know what to do
I heard this song
We used to listen to it all night long
Since I saw your ad
I'm getting mad
I didn't know what to do
I didn't know how to forget you
I didn't know what to do
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