Right now I am listening to:

"Crack In The Egg"

The egg was spawned in our mutation pit
In the bowels of your
Earth it was grown
Feeding on the blood of you loinspawn
And all the filthy load that was blown
Now the time is right for birth
And whatever it is shall stalk the Earth
What it looks like, I care not I just hope it kills a lot
Crack in the egg
Crack in the egg
The time is right
Crack in my pipe
Parasitical scum, you die so easily
But you always have sickened me
Your will enslaved, you grovel for more
Soon your bowels will litter the floor
Cannibalistic depravity
Bereft of all humanity
A fitting feast of abject insanity
A dark curtain before last calamity
There is but one way to give the egg life
Murder the innocent souls
Their fluids project as their nipples are flayed
Their skulls are fashioned into bowels
You masses of humans are gagging in glee
Now you gape but soon you'll be here with me
If you're really lucky
I'll vomit on thee
I'll shit in your stump and then bathe you in pee
Sunder your forms with my withering hacks
Mash up your face with my gauntleted smacks
Now bring me dead babies let their be no lack
I got a bunch of them here in my sack
I slaughtered your daughters,
I mangled your sons
If we kill enough of them the Gor-Gor will come
The end of your race,
we approach the hour Gor-Gor will get a blood-red baby shower
We bathe him in death to celebrate life I'll be the doctor and
Beef the midwife
But it takes so long, how can I cut slack
Shoot that fucker up with some crack
Gor-Gor see him now inside the egg
Please come out,
Gor-Gor of you I beg Will he be a happy child?
Maybe Most likely he'll be a crack-baby
We infected his being with evil drugs
So he would grow up and be a thug
Destroy the planet, the world he will mug
The human race will die and we will just shrug

"Gor-Gor"

Gor-Gor... Gor-Gor comes and sirens wail
Mournful drone of babbling fail
Thunderous gnashing firestorm
Flames illuminate his form
Gor-Gor comes and you must die
Swats F-16s from the sky
Admit you crave the gift he brings you
Fall worship tyrant king, you Gor-Gor!
Sow pestilent hate It shall obliterate
The shadows of your long dead brothers
And all the mutilated others
Who died in waves, uniform
To appease your bloodied hulking form
Who broke through layers of moletn strata
To make the planet earth errata
Take the chuld in champing jaws
A pulping pile of frothing flaws
This horrid mass shall give us pause
At putrid rot fills gaping maws Gor-Gor!
Gor-Gor big!
Skulls are smashed and bones are bending
Joints are popping, our claws are rending
Groveling, sniveling, driveling horde
To worship scaly overlord
Apocalypse becomes creation
Gor-Gor shall erase the nation
Before you jump into his gizzard
Fall and worship tyrant lizard
Gor-Gor comes and you must die
He swats the stealth down from the sky
Admit you crave the gift he brings you
Fall and worship tyrant king you Gor-Gor!

Alias-Divine Disappointment

My frustration into what I created has me feeling discombobulated,
I hate that the boredom so I reinstated entertainment for a well being down
Seeing I made the wrong decision, my project had appeared easy,
But had no direction and procession, beginners luck?
Only up to recent time do I feel stuck,
Im the only one to blame for the things that ran muck,
I built up, a universe that is now building me you see,
Technological advances is the creator now,
And all things to be decided, will not even ounce touch my hands,
My poor uncloned followers still constantly fill the stands,
On the so called seventh day, for years it’s been this way,
But these people can’t figure out weather it’s the first or last day,
They pray, they seem to think that im forgiving them all,
Which means they have escape goats, if they happen to drop the ball,
Ive been cornered, these rinse names witch none to me are flattering,
They look to me for guidance, but to me they do not matter, in my eyes,
There’s nothing I can do to help this situation, when they happen internal conflicts,
With there whole congregation, they gather every week and speak of me in song,
These beings I have created in this project are terribly wrong,

You all claim that you know me, but you really don’t ever be forgiving, so what,
In reality I really won’t,
From the day I gave you life to your last anointment,
You have all been nothing but divine disappointment,
You all claim that you know me, but you really don’t ever be forgiving, so what,
In reality I really won’t,
From the day I gave you life to your last anointment,
You have all been nothing but divine disappointment,

So now im stuck to figure out what I should do at this point in time,
These creatures think that there’s an afterlife so they spend there whole life,
But now one of these creatures a few years ago claiming to be my son,
So now they mould there lives after him and claim that he’s the one,
The one that will save them that will lead them to a new breath,
I hate to break it to them; I have nothing for you after death…
So carry on if and what you’re knowing, breaking bread, winds blowing,
Magnify, light bulbs aren’t the sun and tears or joy are flowing,
Think that every bad thing is at my will, like bankruptcy,
Adultery and the reason why others kill,
Go on and be miss lead because you have your entire life,
To think that some how ill reward you for all your pain and strife,
I can’t control destiny, where’d you come up with that notion?
There’s no cure for AIDS, so don’t even bother with that bullshit,
I didn’t create the disease to punish others, I didn’t even make it,
So if you have that frame of mind just go ahead and break it.
Im sick and tired of feeling responsibility for all you unfaithfuls,
Im willing to share the crops as you enjoy it off your platefuls,
Even if I had the power to help you I wouldn’t even bother,
So stop thinking that I love you and stop calling me you father,
I didn’t plan of you evolving into this mess with witch ideal,
Asking for my forgiveness when you lie, cheat and steal,
What the hell do you want me to do? Try and save yourself…
I can’t help your marriage, children nor status of health,
My problems far away all these so called devastations,
Like the oncoming war between the so called united nations,
I regret making all of you; you make my blood pressure climb,
I wish I didn’t make you but not even I can take back the hands of time…..

You all claim that you know me, but you really don’t ever be forgiving, so what,
In reality I really won’t,
From the day I gave you life to your last anointment,
You have all been nothing but divine disappointment,
You all claim that you know me, but you really don’t ever be forgiving, so what,
In reality I really won’t,
From the day I gave you life to your last anointment,
You have all been nothing but divine disappointment…

Breaking Benjamin - Diary of Jane

If I had to
I would put myself right beside you
So let me ask
Would you like that?
Would you like that?

And I don't mind
If you say this love is the last time
So now I'll ask
Do you like that?
Do you like that?

No

Something's getting in the way
Something's just about to break
I will try to find my place in the diary of Jane
So tell me how it should be

Try to find out what makes you tick
As I lie down
Sore and sick
Do you like that?
Do you like that?

There's a fine line between love and hate
And I don't mind
Just let me say that I like that
I like that

Something's getting in the way
Something's just about to break
I will try to find my place in the diary of Jane
As I burn another page
As I look the other way
I still try to find my place in the diary of Jane
So tell me how it should be

Desperate, I will crawl
Waiting for so long
No love, there is no love
Die for anyone
What have I become

Something's getting in the way
Something's just about to break
I will try to find my place in the diary of Jane
As I burn another page
As I look the other way
I still try to find my place
In the diary of Jane

A Perfect Circle - The Noose

So glad to see you have overcome them.
Completely silent now
With heaven's help
You cast your demons out
And not to pull your halo down
Around your neck and tug you off your cloud
But I'm more than just a little curious
How you're planning to go about
Making your amends to the dead
To the dead

Recall the deeds as if
They're all someone else's
Atrocious stories
Now you stand reborn before us all
So glad to see you well

And not to pull your halo down
Around your neck and tug you to the ground
But I'm more than just a little curious
How you're planning to go about
Making your amends to the dead
To the dead

With your halo slipping down
Your halo slipping
Your halo slipping down
Your halo slipping down
Your halo slipping down [repeated]

Your halo slipping down to choke you now

loll..........sht up

Oh, I just died in your arms tonight
It must've been something you said,
I just died in your arms tonight
Oh, I just died in your arms tonight
It must've been some kind of kiss
I should've walked away, I should've walked away

Mickey Avalon - Jane Fonda

I had a baby named Jane
she could shake that thing
said her daddy used to hang with Johnny Coltrane
she sang the soul train with a friend named Jen
her booty was bigger than a Mercedes Benz
Jen was a hurty burty dirty little girlie
I heard it from a birdie she could cook a mean turkey
with gravy
Baby Baby Baby...
Baby was Jen's best friend
and maybe if you were lucky
licky licky sucky sucky
Mickey Mickey, fuck me fuck me
more junk in her trunk than a Honda
I know you wanna do the Jane Fonda

One, two, three, four
get your booty on the dance floor
work it out, shake it little momma
lemme see you do the Jane Fonda
five, six, seven, now
if you don't know, let me show you how
to work it out, work it little momma
I know you wanna do the Jane Fonda

I had a princess, queen of incest
she was inbred but Jean had big breasts
and big eyes and a big ass to match
Jean wasn't fast, she was easy to catch
then came Molly
a hood from Hollywood High
so fly she was transatlantic
she was a manic depressive
[manic depressive]
which was impressive
very impressive
I had to test it
tasted like chicken and was lemon scented
she took me home to her mama
I taught 'em both how to Jane Fonda

One, two, three, four
get your booty on the dance floor
work it out, shake it little momma
lemme see you do the Jane Fonda
five, six, seven, now
if you don't know, let me show you how
to work it out, work it little momma
I know you wanna do the Jane Fonda

I had a doll named Dana from Santa Ana
she was a waitress at the Copa Cabanna
she was slammin' and her ass was jammin'
like Janet Jackson in the Rhythm Nation
her brother jason had a girl named Grace
and you could see her ass from outer space
so I landed on her planet
and I planted a Mickey Av flag in it, dammit!

One, two, three, four
get your booty on the dance floor
work it out, shake it little momma
lemme see you do the Jane Fonda
five, six, seven, now
if you don't know, let me show you how
to work it out, work it little momma
I know you wanna do the Jane Fonda

One, two, three, four
get your booty on the dance floor
work it out, shake it little momma
lemme see you do the Jane Fonda
five, six, seven, now
if you don't know, let me show you how
to work it out, work it little momma
I know you wanna do the Jane Fonda

One, two, three, four
get your booty on the dance floor
work it out, shake it little momma
lemme see you do the Jane Fonda
five, six, seven, now
if you don't know, let me show you how
to work it out, work it little momma
I know you wanna do the Jane Fonda

One, two, three, four
get your booty on the dance floor
work it out, shake it little momma
let me see you do the Jane Fonda
five, six, seven, now
if you don't know, let me show you how
to work it out, work it little momma
I know you wanna do the Jane Fonda


ya, I fucking win.

FUCK YEA!!

listening to
GWAR
SLAUGHTERAMA

I have that song by Cutting Crew on my ipod.

Wild Horses - The Rolling Stones


Childhood living is easy to do
The things you wanted I bought them for you
Graceless lady you know who I am
You know I can't let you slide through my hands
Wild horses, couldn't drag me away
Wild wild horses couldn't drag me away

I watched you suffer a dull aching pain
Now you decided to show me the same
No sweeping exits or off stage lines
Could make me feel bitter or treat you unkind
Wild horses, couldn't drag me away
Wild wild horses couldn't drag me away

I know I've dreamed you a sin and a lie
I have my freedom but I don't have much time
Faith has been broken tears must be cried
Let's do some living after we die
Wild horses, couldn't drag me away
Wild wild horses we'll ride them someday
Wild horses, couldn't drag me away
Wild wild horses we'll ride them someday

GWAR...nothing like pedophile lounge music

Have You Seen Me?

Mommies, I've been stealing your babies I gag the brat and then maybe...
I'll suck out his brain
You know... Dead kids, they're making me feel almost hard
Go get one from the school yard
He bled like a stuck pig
[Chorus:]
Have you seen me?
Have you seen me?
Have you seen me?
Me.. Have you seen me?
Have you seen me?
Suckle my bloated love knuckle
Just like Fatty Arbuckle I'm gay and I'm proud
That right...
Faggot and a corpse full of maggots I wanna blow cum not bag it
Goddamnit I'm horny!
[Chorus]
It's just a dead child
An object I've defiled
Yes I know its wrong
You'd rather that it was your mom? [x2]
Your mom, my mom, our mom, anybody's mom
Have you seen me?
Have you seen me?
Have you motherfucking seen me?
Have you seen me?
Have you seen me?
Me... Have you seen me?
Have..You..Seen...Me!!! Sated!
Now that I masturbated I'm in love but I'm hated I don't follow the crowd
But I said you.. Your covered in vile spew
My filthy chunks are all over you
My filthy filthy filthy chunks
My filthy filthy filthy....

Basshunter Boten Anna

Good kareoke stuff!!!

Jag känner en bott
hon heter Anna, Anna heter hon
Och hon kan banna, banna dig så hårt
Hon röjer upp i våran kanal
Jag vill berätta för dig
Att jag känner en bott.

Jag känner en bott
hon heter Anna, Anna heter hon
Och hon kan banna, banna dig så hårt
Hon röjer upp i våran kanal
Jag vill berätta för dig
Att jag känner en bott.

Som alltid vaktar alla som är här
Och soms ser till att vi blir utan besvär
Det finns ingen take-over som lyckas
Kom ihåg att det är jag som känner en bott
En bott som ingen, ingen annan slår
Och hon kan kicka utan att du får
Hon gör sig av med alla som spammar
Ja, inget kan slå våran bott


Jag känner en bott
hon heter Anna, Anna heter hon
Och hon kan banna, banna dig så hårt
Hon röjer upp i våran kanal
Jag vill berätta för dig
Att jag känner en bott.

Då kom den dagen, jag inte trodde fanns
Det datte verkligen kanalen ur balans
Jag trodde aldrig att jag hade så fel
Men när Anna skrev och sa: ?Jag är ingen bott
Jag är en väldigt, väldigt vacker tjej?
Som nu tyvärr är väldigt främmande för mig
Men det finns inget som behöver förklaras

För i mina ögen är hon alltid en bott
hon heter Anna, Anna heter hon
Och hon kan banna, banna dig så hårt
Hon röjer upp i våran kanal
Jag vill berätta för dig
Att jag känner en bott.

Som alltid vaktar alla som är här
Och som ser till att vi blir utan besvär
Det finns ingen take-over som lyckas
Kom ihåg att det är jag som känner en bott
En bott som ingen, ingen annan slår
Och hon kan kicka utan att du får
Hon gör sig av med alla som spammar
Ja inget kan slå våran bott

Ow... it's Swedish

online radio http://dfr.fm

As usual the BBC...Good point though i need to get some music on



Mr. Romance

I am listening to baby crying. 8 months. Crys very often.