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  1. #1
    Weird Al Yankovic - Jerry Springer
    It's been, one week since we got to see,
    Cheatin' lovers and cousins that marry
    5 days since they had the show
    with the hermaphrodit the slut, and the crackhoe
    3 days since we heard the tale
    about the guy who learned his woman was a she-male.
    Yesterday, it occured to me,
    that I'd been watching a bit too much Jerry Springer

    Holy cow, didya see it last week?
    Well they had this one freak,
    Who suckered punched his whole family
    Do you recall when the brawl became a total 'free-for-all'
    and jerry's in the middle trying to be the referee?
    Hey, see the stripper with the implants?
    She likes to lap-dance, and date the boyfriend of her mother
    Now here comes Jerry's next guest,
    and it's a slug fest cuz it's her trailer trash brother

    Nymphomaniac is back on crack it's like when animals attack
    they all exhibit reprehensible behaviour
    hit em in the nose tear off their clothes step on their toes thats how it goes
    they get so violent they have to sign a waiver.

    They're always swearin' cursin' kickin' butt and pointin' blame
    on the air they dont care they got no shame.
    There was one guy I'm sure he felt a little strange,
    when he found out that his wife had a sex change
    They have a tendency to scream and yell constantly,
    They have a history of ripping off their shirts...

    It's been one week since they had the fight,
    with the Siamese twins and the transvestite
    5 days since that awful brawl,
    They still haven't got the blood off the wall,
    it's been 3 days since the bitter feud
    between the KKK and the gay Jewish black dude
    Yesterday, it finally dawned on me,
    that I'd been watching a bit too much Jerry Springer

    [Spoken]

    Baby, I've been sleeping with your sister.

    Ugh! Which one?

    All of 'em!

    Well I've been sleeping with you're best friend, Jay!

    Yeah? Well, well...

    Me too and I've been sleeping with your dog, Woofie

    Woofie, you bitch! Well I'm also sleepin' with your pet goat!

    That goat doesn't love you!

    Once you start watching, there's just no stopping
    Your brain shuts down, and your IQ's dropping.
    Jerry's the king of confrontation, he's a sensation,
    he puts the sin in sindication
    He's totally worthless like a bad check, he's like a train wreck,
    Don't want to stare, but you can't look away.
    Like Sally Jesse, he does talk shows, but with more weirdos,
    The rating's jumping higher every day

    If you've seen the show, then you know it's about as low as you can go,
    The guests are tacky, and they're lacking in their hygiene
    Then pretty soon, some ugly goon comes in the room,
    and then it's boom in the face of some unsuspecting drag queen
    Well it's the kind of show where people scream obscenities,
    yanking hair, throwing chairs are their hobbies.
    Jerry, Jerry, now the crowd starts their favourite chant
    Should I turn off my TV? I just can't
    I have a tendency to watch it religiously,
    I have a history of taping each one

    It's been one week since the show about,
    Psycho killers with problems they should work out
    5 days since the big surprise,
    when some loser's wife said that shes still datin' 20 guys,
    3 days since the interview,
    a bunch of psychic pornstar midgets who were all nude,
    Yesterday it occured to me,
    that I've been watching a bit too much jerry Springer

    Tired of wasting my time on that Jerry Springer,
    I've got way too much class to watch Jerry Springer
    Come over here and pull on my finger

  2. #2
    Mal was Schönes von StS..^^"

    Sommertag

    Die Sonne tropft auf's Kanapee
    läuft auf den Teppich, wird ein See
    in dem der Staub zu baden scheinen will
    ein Hitzemeer
    und alle Dinge um mich her
    sie schweigen still

    ein Hemd, ein Bett, ein Bild - kein Trostvom Frühstück ein verbrannter Tost
    und wie in Bernstein konserviert
    die Fliege die im Honigglas
    ertrunken war
    als sie sich überfrass

    was für ein Tag
    was für ein Sommertag
    ein abgestürzter Himmel, der im Rasen lag

    die Luft ist stickig und verbraucht
    zuviel gegrübelt und geraucht
    wenn es doch nur ein wenig kühler
    wär
    ich gäbe alles und noch mehr
    für eine Stunde
    Sommerregen her

    was für ein Tag ...

    Doch nur der Schweiss läuft über
    mich
    verklebt und müde rekelt sich
    in mir die Illusion du wärst bei mir
    doch weil kein Wind die Wolken treibt
    ist Tost mit Honig das was bleibt
    im Hitzemeer

    was für ein Tag ...


    Die Jagd

    Du gehst mir nach, ich folge dir
    ein Kopfgeld gibt es für dein Haar
    ich kenne deine Spur

    du lockst mich weiter weg von hier
    du bist so jung wie ich's nie war
    hier gibt es keine Uhr

    du gehst zu weit für mich allein
    jetzt jagt man alle Hunde los
    und läßt die Falken fliegen

    du kommst nicht weit, das Land ist klein
    und deine Augen sind so groß
    nur ich kann dich noch kriegen

    bleib
    bleib stehn oder ich schiess auf mich

    ich fang die Doppelgänger ein
    dein Name steht an jedem Haus
    du bist schon lang verraten

    du kannst nicht immer schneller sein
    bald wirst du müd, dann ist es aus
    dann kommen die Soldaten

    bleib
    bleib stehn oder ich schiess auf mich


    ..und BG:

    Otherland

    They rule the land
    They are in command
    They hold all strings in hand
    They are invisible
    Out of sight
    They've designed
    A secret place
    To play their games
    A world they're in control
    Divine law
    Divine law
    Be aware
    Now
    Mind your steps
    We are uninvited guests
    They may find and catch us
    Don't forget
    Do what I say
    Now connect
    Don't even ask
    Until we're out of it
    Everything's at highest stake
    Come take a look
    We are in
    Take a breath
    But don't forget
    It isn't real
    It isn't true
    An illusion
    Nothing more

    You're part of the game
    You're slave to the grind
    Oblivion
    Is your key to the Otherland
    You're part of the game
    You're cursed
    You're damned
    By now you understand

    You're part of the game
    You're slave to the grind
    Oblivion
    You're welcome to the
    Otherland
    You' re part of the game
    You're cursed
    You're damned
    By now you understand

    We get closer
    There's no better way
    Lullaby Lane
    Fate is on its way

    The inner district
    Is the place you need to know
    It's overwhelming
    So let's rest here for a while

    Someone else appears
    Silently
    Watch me when I fall down
    Everything seems real
    Suddenly
    A perfect simulation

    Come take a look
    Breathe it in
    Artificial wonderlands
    We are wandering around
    Things shall vanish
    They won't last
    Now I know
    You understand
    This world is not true
    Nothing is real
    Nothing at all
    It's bits and pieces
    We walk through

    You're part of the game
    You're slave to the grind
    Oblivion
    Is your key to the Otherland
    You're part of the game
    You're cursed
    You're damned
    By now you understand

    You're part of the game
    You're slave to the grind
    Oblivion
    You've reached the promised land
    You're part of the game
    You're cursed
    You're damned
    Welcome to the Otherland

    Wait
    I can feel things are not right
    Do not breathe
    Don't look behind
    There's someone else
    The observer

    A thrick of light
    A fading line
    The entrance is gone
    We can't get out of it
    We are slightly losing ground

    Quick
    It is time
    We shall go
    We better leave
    And don't come back
    No way to run
    Nowhere to hide
    I fear
    We're walking aimlessly

    You're part of the game
    You're slave to the grind
    Oblivion
    Is your key to the Otherland
    You're part of the game
    You're cursed
    You're damned
    By now you understand
    You're part of the game
    You're slave to the grind
    Oblivion
    Welcome to the Ohterland
    You're part of the game
    You're cursed
    You're damned
    You've reached
    The promised land

    You've crossed the line
    You've reached the end

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