Fonzie forum - NBT's First Full CD

1 The "Screw-me-screw-you" Song

Sure, I paid you for the sex
But I screwed you over twice
'Cause I left with your purse
And now I'm the one rollin the dice

I came and I saw
And I took what I could get
Call me inhuman
But think of where we met

So I became your pimp
So I screwed you over thrice - yeah
'Cause now you gotta give me what you earn
And I'm the one that took your live

I came and I saw
And I took what I could get
Call me a monster
But I'm not even close yet

'Cause you
And everybody else
You let it go away
All the chances right through your fingers
And you
Don't keep a thing for yourself
You give it all away
To charity
Fuck that so call me inhuman
But look at what I am
So much more than you

No time for regret
The Hell's Angels fear me now
And I'm the one runnin' town
You can try to blow me out
But I'll get back to you

Now look at what I am
So much more than you
Does it matter how I got there
I'm standing on top
Isn't it just that that matters

I left with your purse
Now I'm the one rollin' the dice

2 Roll the dice

I don't wanna roll the dice
I don't wanna break the lines

I seem to be alone
I seem to be the only one with these thoughts
Noone ever agrees with how I look at things
[oh-oh]

I hate the daily things
I hate what is considered normal
Noone ever wants to try somehting new
[oh-oh]

They just live day by day
Planning their weeks ahead
They just do what everyone wants them to do
They are what everyone wants them to be
They just live day by day

I don't wanna break the engine
On which we all are running on
I don't wanna waste the fuel
On which we all are running on

Society seems to be
What everyone has to agree upon
Noone ever tries out something new
[oh-oh]

Society pisses me off
All those stupid rules to keep everyone in line
It's disturbing to see
[oh-oh]

They just live day by day
Planning their weeks ahead
They just do what everyone wants them to do
They are what everyone wants them to be
They just live day by day

I don't wanna roll the dice
I don't wanna break the lines
You can bring me down again
But I'll fight my way up
I'll never give up on my point of view
To the bottom where I come from to beginning again

They tell me to get a life
I tell them to get a life
Their life is fuckin' shitty
[oh-oh]

They just live day by day

They just live day by day

Break the lines
Roll a 6
Ignore the rules
Break the laws
Get real

3 Messed up and spoiled

The springs of life,
the roots of the world
Messed up, spoiled
The living are dead,
the dead is evil
Fucked up, as told

This life isn't what it used to be
This life has been killed by people like me
What you had it's gone, it's wasted away
You can't bring it back, it's messed up and spoiled

The warnings of hell,
the visions of heaven
Haven't been sold
The wires of life
wired in evil
Fucked up, as told

This life isn't what it used to be
This life has been killed by people like me
What you had it's gone, it's wasted away
You can't bring it back, it's messed up and spoiled

You don't want to go back
You don't want to show lack
And now it's all gone to hell
So what ya gonna do
You did this to yourself
Not only to yourself

This life isn't what it used to be
This life has been killed by people like me
What you had it's gone, it's wasted away
You can't bring it back, it's messed up and spoiled
It's messed up and spoiled
It's messed up and spoiled

This life isn't what it used to be
This life has been killed by people like me
What you had it's gone, it's wasted away
You can't bring it back, it's messed up and spoiled

The springs of life, the roots of the world
Messed up, soiled
[This life...]
The warnings of hell, the visions of heaven
Fucked up, as told
[This life...]
The living are dead, the dead is evil
Messed up, spoiled
[This life...]
The wires of life, wired in evil
Fucked up, as told
[This life...]

Isn't what it used to be
This life has been killed by people like me
What you had it's gone, it's wasted away
You can't bring it back, it's messed up and spoiled

4 Ghost Story

Fairy tales, ghost stories
Stopped believing when I was eight
You ask of me, to believe in you
Putting my belief at question
Cuz both are part of you

The boogy man, and his compagnons
It's probably the inner you
The sea mermaid, and all her beauty
Is what's attracting us to you

You seemed so perfect
Showing me a secret way to you
I found out that it was a dead end
Where the outer beauty stops
Leading me to the evil you
The inner you

A ghost story
Is a better memory
Than you

A huge dragon, a locked up princess
Making me wanna puke
You ask of me, to see what's in you
Getting my belief under control
Cuz the dragon, and the princess
Are both part of you

You seemed so perfect
Showing me a secret way to you
I found out that it was a dead end
Where the outer beauty stops
Leading me to the evil you
The inner you

A dungeon
It's where you keep the rests
Of those you have consumed
With your outer beauty and your inner evil
Their skeletons
Pointing at me cuz I'm her next victim
Just a matter of time
For me to find out what's really in her

You seemed so perfect
Showing me a secret way to you
I found out that it was a dead end
Where the outer beauty stops
Leading me to the evil you
The inner you

5 Pain

A mind full of memories
A body full of pain
Crying out my past
Darkness after rain
Never dig this deep, or you cannot escape, anymore
[I've been runnin' my lifetime]

You're doing this again
Your breath is breaking in
My body is so numb
Can't even feel my thumb

My brains full of hate
My future so untold
The man down the street
Freezing in the cold
Drowning in your pit, you cannot escape, anymore
[I've been wasting my lifetime]

You're doing this again
Your breath is breaking in
My body is so numb
Can't even feel my thumb

You're killing me inside
Keeping me afraid
Nowhere left to hide
Chanceless yet to fade

Now there's nothing left but anger
Sorrow and hate
are the only things in my mind
And they're killing me

You're doing this again
Your breath is breaking in
My body is so numb
Can't even feel my thumb

You're doing this again
Your breath is breaking in
My body is so numb
Can't even feel my thumb

Your thoughts are breaking me
But still I hold my ground
Never felt this strong
and stronger still I get
Even when I dive into the life which is...
Trying to break me again

You're doing this again
Your breath is breaking in
My body is so numb
Can't even feel my thumb

You're doing this again
Your breath is breaking in
My body is so numb
Can't even feel my thumb

6 Cigarette

You're like a cigarette
Burning inside
You're like a cigarette
and slowly
Burning out

Noone was hearing you
So you left them
Like they left you
They let your heart die
The sorrow never seen

You're like a cigarette
Burning inside
You're like a cigarette
and slowly
Burning out
You're like a cigarette
Burning inside
You're like a cigarette
And finally burning out

You should have cried out
But you knew that a reaction
Would never come to you
They watched as you drowned
In your very own sorrows

You're like a cigarette
Burning inside
You're like a cigarette
and slowly
Burning out
You're like a cigarette
Burning inside
You're like a cigarette
And finally burning out

SO what do they expect to see
Can't be a happy end
Tullips are black
Green leafs became ashes
It's all that you can see

You're painting pictures
Where all the colors disappear
It's very obvious
That only the promise keeps you here

You're like a cigarette
Burning inside
You're like a cigarette
and slowly
Burning out
You're like a cigarette
Burning inside
You're like a cigarette
And finally burning out

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Hehe, dat van die CD, niet helemaal waar hoor

Maar ik schrijf regelmatig is wat liedjesteksten zonder enige reden denk ik en ik dacht ik ga is sharen en kijken wat fonzie ervan vindt.

Je moet niet alles te serieus nemen, vaak schrijf ik gewoon het eerste wat in men gedachten komt effe op en later pas ik het een beetje aan ofzo. Naja, jullie gaan ze vast toch niet allemaal lezen

Pain & Messed up and spoiled... Die ga ik ooit nog een keer recorden. Ik ben er 100% zeker van dat het prachtige liedjes zouden zijn. I got it all figured out on those Zeker nu ik met men gitaar wat heb kunnen oefenen en zelf wat gitaar kan bijdoen

Oh btw je moet ook niet gaan denken dat ik zo'n wannab bekend gastje ben ofzo... ik schrijf deze liedjes gewoon puur voor mezelf, als ik op me werk ben en nogal eentonige taken moet uitvoeren waarbij minimale concentratie nodig is enzo... of gewoon wanneer ik hier thuis zit. zonder bijbedoelingen van ooit echt een CD te maken ofzo, neh is puur naar mezelf gericht maar ben nogal nieuwsgierig naar jullie reacties. Waarschijnlijk iets als "omg geek" ofzo

mja, kris ik ben op dit moment ook aan het text schrijven. Ik zit in een bandje ( ben de zanger) en we gaan proberen beetje aan te rommelen.. als je wat goeds schrijft waar je erg tevreden mee bent wil ik wel eens kijken of we er wat mee kunnen .. natuurlijk moet dat mogen, en moet het bruikbaar zijn.

ik bedoel met bruikbaar dat het een beetje bij onze smaak/imago past. ( we gaan proberen muziek ala Smasching pumpkins en Nada Surf te maken).. na ja jullie horen er nog wel van ( hoop ik )

Cool, daar wist ik niets van

Als je er wat in ziet, mag je ze gerust gebruiken. Het zou een eer zijn

#care

hip mannn

Ruud weer met zn care ..

maarrum kris, ik zal eens kijken.. ik beloof niets hoor maar als we wat gebruiken dan zal ik je dat melden.

(OT: ik krijg echt zo genoeg van dat "care"...maar toch moet ik elke keer lachen als ik het lees Het is zon domme en gare opmerking...whahaha)

On topic: Beetje veel om in 1x te lezen, maar kheb er wel paar gedaan. Best leuk hoor Nu nog een bandje die ze uitvoert

glimlach op michiels gezicht ...mja ik vind dit echt octa-kris topics

Toen ik vandaag mijn dagelijkse bezoekje aan meneer de WC bracht heb ik nog wat zitten bedenken. ik hoop voor jullie dat jullie de film "A Clockwork Orange" goed genoeg kennen!!...

Who's gonna bring the red man to his guilt
He's done a little bit of everything
Now who's gonna make him see
That what he did was wrong
So who's gonna bring the bad man to his guilt

You can fuck all you want
And who's gonna give a damn
You can rob an old ladie
But noone's gonna give a damn
You can housejack a freshly married couple
So who's gonna give a damn

Who's gonna bring the red man to his guilt
He's done a little bit of everything
Now who's gonna make him see
That what he did was wrong
So who's gonna bring the bad man to his guilt

You can rape anyone you want
And who's gonna give a damn
You can try taking another step
Yet noone's gonna give a damn
You can kill your very first victim
So who's gonna give a damn

Maybe you don't know
But he's not gone unpunished
He's just got a fetish for insanity
He's been locked away
In a health insitute
Where they let him think about his actions
And now seriously
Who's gonna give a damn

It's the end of the line boy
Yeah

Who's gonna bring the red man to his guilt
He's done a little bit of everything
Now who's gonna make him see
That what he did was wrong
Maybe good old mister deltoid
So who's gonna bring the bad man to his guilt
Frankie the writer
How about Billyboy
Dim and Georgyboy
Doctor Brodsky
Or maybe even the minister
So who's gonna make him see
Who's gonna bring the bad man justice

Ik en svenn zijn verslaafd aan die film, en ik kon het gewoon niet laten een A Clockwork Orange tekst neer te schrijven