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ardizt wrote:ROFLMASTER wrote:"ompa til du dør. "
That sounds like...Hump til' you die...anyways...I dont think I can get that CD here in germany
You can always try eBay.
i dont really wanna pay just for one song...screw it...i'll find a better song...ive got aboot 50 CDs in my room somewhere...one of them is bound to have something usefull for a flash toon on it...
You started to run but didn't get far, cause under your arm was a VCR!
Translation
Here is the english translation of Bak Et Hallelujah...
Father I must ask forgiveness
It's my fault that Tony's packed in a car cover
I've broken Monsieur Clavier's regulations
You know I can’t take care of him
I plead to you. Help, Father help me
I'm standing in boots of concrete, Father help me
I said, Russian roulette's not a good idea
But he felt fine so he forced me along
I watched him spin the cylinder
he put the barrel between his teeth
I’ll pray for you my son
Cos by him you've not yet been judged
Cos nobody can say no to the amount Monsieur Clavier gave
And only Father martin knows what's behind a hallelujah
Tony has a genuine double
Track him down, set up a contract, give him money
You may take a handful out of our collection
You may become as most people, or you may become a priest
But never return cos your days here are numbered
This here be the original...
Fader eg må be om unskyldning
Det er min feil at Tony er pakkt inn i presenning
Eg har forbrudt meg mot Monsieur Clavier sitt reglement
Du vett at eg ikkje kan hamla opp med han
Eg ber deg. Hjelp, Fader hjelp meg
Eg står i støvler av cement, Fader hjelp meg
Eg sa russisk rulett er ikkje en god ide
men han følte seg i slag så tvang han meg med
Eg såg han spant magasinet
Han satte løpet mellom tennene sine
Eg skal be for deg min sønn
for hos Han er du ennå ikkje dømt
For ingen kan sei nei til beløpet som Monsieur Clavier gav
Og bare Fader Martin vett kva som ligge bak et halleluja
Tony har en formidabel dobbelgjenger
Spor han opp, sett opp en kontrakt, gje han penger
Du kan ta en håndfull ut av vår kollekt
Du kan bli som folk flest eller du kan bli prest
men kom aldri tilbake for her er dine dager talte
Father I must ask forgiveness
It's my fault that Tony's packed in a car cover
I've broken Monsieur Clavier's regulations
You know I can’t take care of him
I plead to you. Help, Father help me
I'm standing in boots of concrete, Father help me
I said, Russian roulette's not a good idea
But he felt fine so he forced me along
I watched him spin the cylinder
he put the barrel between his teeth
I’ll pray for you my son
Cos by him you've not yet been judged
Cos nobody can say no to the amount Monsieur Clavier gave
And only Father martin knows what's behind a hallelujah
Tony has a genuine double
Track him down, set up a contract, give him money
You may take a handful out of our collection
You may become as most people, or you may become a priest
But never return cos your days here are numbered
This here be the original...
Fader eg må be om unskyldning
Det er min feil at Tony er pakkt inn i presenning
Eg har forbrudt meg mot Monsieur Clavier sitt reglement
Du vett at eg ikkje kan hamla opp med han
Eg ber deg. Hjelp, Fader hjelp meg
Eg står i støvler av cement, Fader hjelp meg
Eg sa russisk rulett er ikkje en god ide
men han følte seg i slag så tvang han meg med
Eg såg han spant magasinet
Han satte løpet mellom tennene sine
Eg skal be for deg min sønn
for hos Han er du ennå ikkje dømt
For ingen kan sei nei til beløpet som Monsieur Clavier gav
Og bare Fader Martin vett kva som ligge bak et halleluja
Tony har en formidabel dobbelgjenger
Spor han opp, sett opp en kontrakt, gje han penger
Du kan ta en håndfull ut av vår kollekt
Du kan bli som folk flest eller du kan bli prest
men kom aldri tilbake for her er dine dager talte
Bak et Hallelujah
hey if any of you want/need the full mp3 to Bak et Hallelujah, I have it, so just email me at [email protected], and I'll send it back in an attatchment.
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