Тексты песен «Voodoocult»

(m & t: boa) He bangs his head against the wall He bangs his head against the law He stops talking anymore He stops smoking anymore Albert is a headbanger Albert is a fatbanger He bangs his head against...

(m: ball; t: boa) Speeds it. Plays it. Feels it. Sucks it. Exhibi-destro-maso-flesho Weirdo-mother-fucko Art-maestro. Paintro Jean Paul Sadre sad-istico He bleeds! Highlight in party-night Art-groupie-art-decor-flash...

here where the bitches grow on trees this is where the world was built baran muenchhausen in rubenesque castles ordinary beauties of rubenesque architecture welcome to paradise bay this is bitchery bay - bitchery bay!...

(m: petrozza/ ball; t: boa) Few years from now A man in black Had god's serial no. 2205 Was a perfect creation Had a little thing/ about surfers Deeply in hate/ with posers surfers At beach of Venice In land of...

(m: d.lombardo/ sorychta; t: boa) Violent baby, ruthless pig Rubenesque monster Eternal beyondster hipster, I am Breed of the bad Hipster-monster born bad, I was And my mother was not sad When she said This one's born...

I just remember the day when I travelled to the smaller island They ferry so full of lunatics...in a disco, in a grotto. I was riving in extremes and ecstasy In the early morning hours, I stole a hunter's jeep he was a...

(m: boa/ ball; t: boa) Death don't dance with me No! Look me straight into my eyes Hit and shoot me right into my heart Don't play chess - I'm bad in it Kill the king straight by your heart Don't play a-round in...

(This is NOT a song about Bruce Lee or his son) The sun feels good and George the fighter knows he's the strongest man in Italy and Sicily Wining all the sicily man-fights Tattoo-ed anywhere and all over his eyes...

Let hope and trust feel down on you - and smile let time die hard no you - and simle! How do I know if your simle is true? Your civil-mask lets nothing through. This is the age of tasmanian smiles the return of the...

This is the song about YOU OU ARE what you are. YOU ARE what YOU are. YOU ARE rich by what YOU are. YOU - is it never enough? How do YOU feel? About poverty and misery life - is it never too rich? And YOU, the mother of...

Another day on the tiny island where the bombs refuse to blow in churches... I'm going by boat to a beautiful place. Where the sea is so full of yachts and boats that the smell of petrol wins the fight against the smell...

(m: sorychta; t: boa) This is. Just: no-no's An important messages On the door To my dressing room To my heart. Soul. Myself To my castle. My world It reads: Mr. Devil rings the bell Not with me! Go die in hell

With me a scent of blood is posing like a devil, like my inner devil I think I better close my eyes I feel like a gang of wolves 'Was a bastard yesterday Feel better today Never mind I never think about tomorrow's...

(m: ball; t: boa) Jesus Christ-army returns In a giant slot machinery Sends an ugly mission from heaven Down like an a science-fiction-film Full of crippled scenes The galaxy it bleeds... Falsified and sliced by...

(m: sorychta; t: boa) Here we come And this is not a song written by Anthony Burgess! We are yupscumhater- violent- gang- stars We invent our sins! Hate hip climbers - shoot them like birds! Freefallers and skydivers,...

Composed by David T. Ball/David Vella/Gabby Abularach. Lyrics by Phillip Boa High on the hills of time, high on the razor's edge high on the strang of life Deep in the mire, in the jungle of knives, dancing, we are, in...

(m: ball; t: boa) Ice-camp 2000 -civilized madcops Teach the world to sink Smash their pc-neck-extension With robot-virus-anastasia And rollercoaster militia Against our hearts and clearclean souls Humachinery rules...

Composed by Davis Taif Ball.Lyrics by Phillip Boa. Main melody-line composed by Gabby Abularach Happiness was in me still, the universe's benign indifference opened my heart forever, it was better disappear than to...

Once on a road to a bad neighbourhood a girl named Violenca stopped me on my way she just entered my car her skirt was touching no legs her voice was so deep - she was a men. She told her high heels and his soul for...

(m: boa/ ball; t: boa) The world is a strangler Life is the strang Time is the judge The hangman is death So. Suck life, evil! It's though and sleazy. Never easy If there's romance it's noisy and sleazy If there's love...