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INFO - COMMERCIAL

Commercial

de King Missile / pe King Missile / an 1994

VERSURI - COMMERCIAL

Lately, I've seen red, I've tasted blood

I've killed with words, I've wished and hoped

And swam through a river of snot

Twice as wide as the mighty Mississippi



But I wanna know about the commercial I saw on TV

An Irish guy walking through a field of green

Whistling one of those Irish jigs

And a woman walks up and says

"Manly yes, but I like it too"



Then the guy pulls out a huge knife

And cuts off his first two fingers

And somehow catches them

In what's left of his left hand

And hands them to the woman

Did I mention they're both dressed in green?



They, they both sing this song together

"Are ya icky? Are ya sticky?

Are ya hot as anything?

Hey, cut off two of your fingers

And stab yourself in the eye"



Then he stabs himself in the eye

And hands her the knife

And she stabs herself in the eye, okay? Okay?

So what about that?



Then they join arms and do this Irish folk dance

While taking turns dismembering each other

This was a commercial for deodorant, I think

Or soap or something

So now all the body parts are lying in a heap



But the heads are still singing

"Are ya icky? Are ya sticky?

Are ya hot as anything?

Hey, get away from summer

And cut off all your limbs"



Then all of the body parts

Start hopping and bopping around like little bunny rats

Then they jump into the mouths of the singing heads

But then they just slip right back out

Through the severed necks and keep bopping about



It's very beautiful music that's playing

There's an Irish flute and a mandolin, I think

And the background singers sound

Just like the Clancy brothers



It's really a wonderful commercial

Spectacular, it must of cost a fortune to make

The kind of commercial you'd see

During the Super Bowl, maybe



Where the advertising time costs

A million dollars a half a minute

Wow, imagine that

A million dollars for a half a minute



Anyway, by the end of it

It looks like the two of them have been through a juicer

Or a food processor or a blender or something

It's just a pink puree of blood

Bone and flesh in a big bucket



But it's still singing somehow

"Are ya icky? Are ya sticky?

Are ya hot as anything?

Hey, blend yourself, process yourself

Become a glass of animal juice"



"Haven't you had enough

Of fruit juices and vegetable juices?

Next time company comes over

Offer them a cool refreshing glass of yourself"



"Give of yourself

Stop being such a selfish piece of snot

Okay? Okay? Okay

And now, back to our program"

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