Category Archives: Modified Lyrics

Caught For Stealing – Kleptoman

I can’t stand to buy
I’m not that wealthy
Fingers are itchy
For better larceny

I’ve more than true words… I know they’ve complained
More than some shady face looking so vain
It’s not easy thievery

Wish that I could swipe
Those gadgets are ripe
Find a way to free
Out of hands dear property

It may sound absurd… but don’t be naive
Even liars get the right to lead
I may be disturbed… but won’t you concede
Because liars know how to mislead
It’s not easy thievery

Grab, flick, take away… away for free
Well it’s all right… you don’t know it’s gone till night
I am sleazy… and vanishing…

I can’t stand to buy
I’m not that wealthy
If caught I deny
That daylight robbery

I’m only a man with my money deplete
Looking for more victims I easily cheat
I’m only a man who can simply swindle
Looking for fancy things to embezzle

To embezzle (X4)

I’m only a man with my money deplete
I’m only a man who can simply cheat
I’m only a man with my money deplete
And it’s not easy

It’s not easy thievery

Thinking Dark – This Weekend

Let’s have a meeting (meeting)
Yes I reply
You leave me for some matter you can’t deny
Changing your mind
Conveniently timed
To explain your decline
All I know (all I know)
Unforseen circumstancing
Naturally it will be occurring
Watch me wait by to the end of the day
No solitude, I pray

I wait and wail (I wait and wail)
I’d look out below
To meet my friend the punctual shadow
Trying to have fun, but it has no glow
Wasted it all just to have more woe (have more woe)

Refrain:
I kept everything inside and even though I fried
I didn’t depart
I lingered proudly so unbudgingly
Waiting aimlessly for the time that (you can’t depart)

Chorus:
You can’t depart
Or go that far
This weekend
You leave me for some matter
I had to call
To know it all
This weekend
You leave me for some matter

Meeting, I don’t know why
You leave me for some matter you can’t deny
Changing your mind
Conveniently timed
To remind myself how
You’d just depart (you’d just depart)
In spite of the fact you invited me
Next thing I queued up alone for entry
You were having no transport to the city
I’m surprised – you had a car (you had a car)
Things go the way things weren’t planned for
You wouldn’t even predict problems anymore
Not that you knew it back then
But it all comes back to me
This weekend (this weekend)

Refrain
Chorus

Bridge:
I see no dust from you
With no car you’re a no-show
I am pissed
Because you disappear like so

Bridge
Chorus

System Always Down – Drop Day

Back up (back up)
Grab a mouse and draw a little flowchart
Hide the bars and look away to act smart
Why’s primary keys not in the table?
Here you go create another table

(You wanted to) SQL – I put on a little conjob
(You wanted to) ASP – I copied a table drop
(You wanted to) 5 page report Monday on the table
(You wanted to)

I don’t think you trust, in, my
Self-taught programming skills,
I cry, when I don’t have the most kills

Screw up (screw up)
Take time off to play a little NASCAR
Jump on ramps to fly away past the star
Why’d you leave the door up to the swivel
Don’t you know that we are techie people?

(You wanted to) Grab a form and go down to meet the techie
(You wanted to) Clear the cache to flush away the proxy
(You wanted to) Why reboot server? It is not stable
(You wanted to)

I don’t think you trust, in, my
Self-taught programming skills
I cry, when I don’t have the most kills
In, my self-taught programming skills
I cry, when I don’t have the most kills

Beta (testing)
Deadline (coming)
Office (freezing)
PC (crashing)
Codes better be done at the end of the day
Codes better be done – why have you forsaken me?
In your site, forsaken me
In your scripts, forsaken me
In your code, forsaken me

Oh, trust, in, my self-taught programming skills
I cry, when I don’t have the most kills
In my self-taught programming skills
I cry, when I don’t have the most kills

Ragger – Rag Him

Rag him (X4)

We’re gonna whack up someone unlucky
We’re gonna whack up somebody nerdy
Yeah

Rag him – When I feel like being violent
Rag him – It’s a kind of punishment
Rag him – You’re no longer innocent
All this time I never knew
Where the fun was – let’s go rag him!

We’re gonna gang up – you had better run
We’re gonna gang up – isn’t it pure fun
Yeah

Rag him – In my school it’s prominent
Rag him – Your manliness document
Rag him – You’ll never be confident
All this time I never knew
Where the fun was – let’s go rag him!

Rag him (X4)

Crime Pays – Absolutely Must Watch

Chorus:
It ends when the boy gets the girl
TV is such a predictable world
And while those evil plans always get botched
I absolutely must watch
Slugs they dodge

Santa claus comes in a sleigh
His rotund frame is impossible to weigh
And if you’ve been bad you should pray
Within half-an-hour all is okay
As long as you’re in a coma
Your pulse reading becomes straight for drama
How many days is too far
That your twin makes out with your spouse in the car?

Refrain:
Your clothes never change at all the next day
And your hair never falls from too much hairspray
You always seem to have witty things to say

It ends when the boy gets the girl
TV is a predictable world
And while those evil plans always get botched
I absolutely must watch
Slugs they dodge

How many eons you stay
Where you’ll never return home so far away
Things revert back come what may
Background music we can see noone play
As long as they have that wide smile
You’ll discover antidotes in that vial
You know they’ve got your file
A complot will give you an unfair trial

Refrain
Chorus

And

Refrain
Chorus

It ends when the boy gets the girl
They claim their meeting’s just cordial
Though this rarely becomes controversial
You know there’s something special

Chorus

Slugs they dodge

Ruminature – Infernal Frame

Chorus:
Close your eyes
Listen up now you guys
Do you hate what’s appearing
Ads I cannot stand
Do you feel it’s lame
This I’m really hating
Is this boxed thing
An infernal frame

I know there’s conspiracy brimming
They watch us when we are surfing
Privacy breaking
Do you feel it’s lame
This I’m really hating
For is this boxed thing
An infernal frame

It’s to blame
For the crash that came
So why companies use this method to gain fame?
Do they realise it stains their name
Huh?

Chorus

Tal Cokeman – I’m So High

No blood flesh nor bone
My skin is a pale tone
I suffer my pain alone
Yet I feel like I’m happy
From vapours sniffed nasally
Maybe I’m just dizzy
Impure speed makes me thirsty

Chorus:
‘Cos I’m so high
High on poppy
I’m so drowsy
I’m so high
On barbiturates
And sulphates
Or who hates
Dream states
I’m so high
On LSD

First they gave it for free
Then they charged me money
I paid or I would go crazy
Why can’t a drug addict
Get a job and keep it
I hope that they won’t evict
Please don’t force us to exit

Chorus

I pop amyl nitrite
I’m hooked, I cannot quit
Those pretty hues are really neat
And somehow I can’t defeat
The calling of the next hit
The white packets I’ve lit
Freebasing gives me a fit

Chorus

3 Marks Down – Much Despair

I took a load of what was free whatever I could find
I left my wallet lying somewhere the branded fake kind
I watched prices when they shrink in size or balloon
I feel I’ll go on a splurge soon

I watched people collect, plug-and-play and connect
I became green, jealous, envious of elite few select
One’s not sufficient therefore I bought the rest
Don’t know its use but I know it’s the best

Chorus:
Yes I am crazy, your success is more than I can bear
If you beat me that’s unacceptable that’s my nightmare
One failure is too much so I’ll jump from up there
I can’t take much despair

Subjects I’m strong, subjects I’m weak
But still with teachers I would plead
If they don’t add marks then I think I will get a nosebleed
Paid big bucks to see papers leak
I’m not honest, I have copied
I must not lose, I have to be in the lead

The Bloody Guns – Shoot-em-up Games

I don’t know what I’m looking for
I haven’t found my bullet absorber
I’ll go berserk when I open the door
My teammates should all take cover
And this is not a homicide you see
It’s not a rampage nor a killing spree
It’s a battle between two raging clans
So why aren’t the police making plans?

And I’m losing shoot-em-up games
I’m losing my guns again
I’m losing my armour
Losing my life in pain

I only know where I can get weapons
And some ammo to waste on resistance
I know I should have used a smaller gun
Because I was clumsy my lowly score went down by one
I had misjudged that I could jump that far
Over a burning furnace of lava
Next time I won’t jump from the tenth storey
My corpse was there and it was so gory

And I’m losing shoot-em-up games
I’m losing my guns again
And I’m losing shoot-em-up games
I’m losing my guns again
I’m throwing a grenade
A suicide quick instead
I’m losing shoot-em-up games
I’m losing my guns again
I’ve tried
I’ve died
My score has not gained
I’m losing so badly
I’m losing not to an enemy

Horizontally Inclined – Everything Is Food

Somewhere there’s cooking
It’s already strong-smelling
Oh and it’s rising from the back of your yard
You never could get fit
Unless you threw your pit
Now you’re here with this health hazard
But you’re not skinny and the belt marks
All those places when you had a binge
You’ve never said yucks
The sounds of cries and the
Echoes of hunger will make you cringe

Chorus:
Yes everything is food
And everything tastes good
And everything looks nice to you
No matter what your mood
It has all the ripe smells
To your nose no stench repels
So what if it’s sticky goo
You still think it sells

You’re waiting for someone
To serve you your dinner
You’re waiting for someone
Who shares your palate
There’s always another course to devour
There’s always something more you wish you ate

Chorus

But you won’t eat light
You want one more bite
Is that too much to ask for more
You think that it’s right
To eat what’s in sight
Even though it fell on the floor
Out of the oven onto your big plate
Past the nations with malnutrition
You eat oh so often like it was your fate
You believe you’re the one who’s the chosen

Chorus

You said everything is food
You said everything tastes good
You said everything looks nice to you
No matter what your mood
It has all the ripe smells
To your nose no stench repels
So what if it’s sticky goo
You still think it sells
Sells
You still do