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Huuuuu x 4
In flood in the miners
Hungry to hack at trolls
They will never find us
We learnt from the moles
What has Juan done
Beyond the canyon
Now we are in control
We'll sell you limb from limb
Ahuuuuu x 4
Interested investors
To restore the middle class
Trolls do well on market
Rise with oil and gas
They get have no fun
Mortgaged in London
From wielding axes
To avoiding taxes
Ahuuuuu x 4
But the trolls grow weary
Different breed of sinners
Commuting comes dreary
Sycophantic dinners
На три морета
Майка ти дееба
Restart Magón's Rebellion
Дай на света криле
Yeah?
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2. |
KC Plumpfest
03:53
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(Brap brap brap)
He’s hunky, he’s chunky, a big fat monkey
Livin’ life on the funky but he ain’t a fucking junkie
(Pap pap)
He attacc. He invade Sweden when he mad
My guy is down bad, a whole country calls him dad
(KC)
Danish socks on his danish cock
Eating danish schlock with his danish hawk
(Hairy man)
30-years war? More like 30-years bore
Throne made him sore, 330 day whore
(Prap prap)
(Prap prap yup)
Swedish cannonball, when he’s hit he doesn’t fall
Blood out his eyeball stain his sexy overalls
(Pap pap)
Denmark-Norway, ain’t a fucking downplay
He will turn the Swedish gay with his sexy man blade
(KC)
Shed his shell like a big demonic snail
By his big meaty hands on the cross he was nailed
(Hairy man)
Norway got fucked, Sweden got cucked
Chickens got sucked, gobstoppers got plucked
(Prap prap)
He is
The motherfucking king
He is
All-impregnating
Norway
Oslo renaming
Elsker
Hekseafbrænding
Børn med en skøge, uægte uden at forsøge
Han fik prygl, han fik klø af den gamle pebermø
Stor appetit, ikke kun for kvinder
Man kan se hans hals forsvinder, og tilbage er kun kinder
Friis, han er træls “Riv hans Tunge fra hans Hals”
Invitérer op til bals ud i en wienervals
Dødsstraf for kættere og for katolikker
Ingen her er sikker, så vi råber pik og skrider
(Yur)
Fucking apenage, vi får stjålet vores bagage,
og sorterer emballage, for at skabe lidt ekstase
(Pap pap)
Greve af Montpezat, de betaler ingen skat,
Men går rundt i fjollet hat, og bestemmer dit og dat
(KC)
Forpulet gobelin! Vi fester krigen ind
For vi ved vi ik’ kan vind’ så vi sutter slikkepind
Christian (Hairy man) vinder aldrig, han var skide-brunstig’
Vi ender i borgerkrig, hvis vi er for borgerlig’
(Pap pap)
He is
The motherfucking king
He is
All-impregnating
Norway
Oslo renaming
Elsker
Hekseafbrænding
(Shit, ahuhuhih)
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3. |
Requiem for a Bad Boy
00:20
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Zouéseau patate
Storm
Storm
Cocknor
Storm
rettorT goB
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BUOYCOX Bangor, UK
The only band in Bangor with both an Accordion and a Bodhrán.
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