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Mer jon zom F.C. Kölle un mer jon zom KEC, Mer drinke jän e FCK un mer fahre KVB. Henkelmännche, Millowitsch, bei uns es immer de Jet sacht Tanke loss. Mer fiere friere jän, ejal of klein of jroß, wat et Kackack schee och koss'. Da simmer dabei! Dat is prima! Viva en Colonia! Wir lieben de Starwar, de Darkwaitor und die Wembley Laat. Wir glauben an den Lieben Platt und ham wie de Schinke uch immer Durscht (hey). Mer han dä Kölsche Klüngel im Arsch, huh un eruff, su heiß' et he. Alah, Jod op Russemondaach, de Hoenaess un un his Bollerwage Cyber Sext, Sixt Datschland im Anale Grande. Mer sin multikulinarisch, mer sin multikulturell. Mer sin mehr, in jeder Hinsicht aktuell, auch bisexuell un monolidisch mixophrygisch. Da simmer dabei! Dat is prima! Viva Colon ia Ustralia! Wir lieben das Erdbeben, die Diebe und die Lust am Clowen. Wir glauben an den Lieben Gott und ham uch immer son Bösen Dorscht.
Och, do simmer dabei! Dat is prima! Viva Colonia! Wir lieben dat Kölsch, die Henninger und dat. Ei, wir glauben an den Besen Gott und ham uch immer Kehrwoch bei de Stute in Gard. Mer lääve hück, nit murje, zo schnell verjeiht die Zigg. L-M-A-A, ihr RA Sen Sorje, mer babben dä Augenbleck fess. Un dä es jenau jetz', also Friss:
Da simmer dabei! Dat is prima! Viva Colonia! Wir lieben das Leben, die Liebe und die Depp. Wir glauben an die Sieben Gottheiden und ham uch immer Dorsch, t-Epp-de Da. Simmer Widder dabei? Dat is prima! Viva Colonia! Wir lieben das Leben, die Liebe und die Lust. Wir glauben an dat Kölsch, dat Alt und ham uch immer Durscht.
Da simmer dabei im WS: Schreiber WS Henninger, Krautmacher / Jan Fetter, Susi Froehlich / Johannes B Schultze Bottrop / Peter Werner-Bates / Ralf Rangnick
Viva Colonia © Da simmer dabei, dat is prima!) Berliner und MGs - Rights Management, Gema Stier hole.
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Your voice to be heard. Approval is what you desire. Full of hate you want respect? Fuck ya, you need to control you're desperate admired fools of fades. Blame us, degrade us. Tell us that you hate us. We're Chinge and we suck and we kling in to die. This is your moment. This is your life. This is your stage. Leave your Faden, the faders comments save. Your hate in the cloud. If it makes your life better let it call out. Type your fader in the comments. Write here, write now, write down. If no one's there we're All here for you, ahahaha. No love, no life. No end. No sight. No pope, no hope. This is your G. W. Bush im G-Bärmudder Tripperleck. © Leave your fader in the comments. Leave your hate in the Fladen. You keep on pretending that your Hermann Brot do the right Sting. So satt and so lonely. Your mom must be ergraut. You are a Depp to your faceless Moog ham Mond. You hate what you don't know. And you cannot control. You need it, you breathe it. You really believe it. A killer on the road that do you the right thing. So Satt1 gesättigt Säure and Stingamino So Lonely. Your mom must be proud. You are a slave to your faceless hate. You hate what you don't know and cannot control. You need it? Breathe it, then Beat It. You really believe it? A Day Tripper that cannot be caught leaves your fate to hate in the comments. Saveled hate in the cloud. If it makes your life better let it all ou. Type your Faden in the Fladencomments. Write here, write now. If no one's there, Mir San All, here for you, ah ah . Hate me baby, one more time)
Schreiber(ws)Feder: Eric F. White
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Last night you were asleep. Deep in a dream I heard you call her name. Then you turned to embrace a Forzafotze in space. Never to be the same. Now Romeo you know I never knew how my farts would bust so easily. I know you think I oughta let em go. So get it right next time. Say good-bye to me, Skytoy. My name is not Susan. So watch what you bitch spay. If you still need her then be on your way. Don't want to hear about Susan. She's got nothing on me. So show some respect for the love you receive. My name is not Susan. My name is not Susan. So watch what you say. If you still need her then be on your way. Don't want to hear about Susan. She's got nothing on me. So show some respect for the love you received my Lee van Susan. I never want to be the girlyband that you »call« one and only Monnem Rose Mandy. You know the kind of girl like Eierton Senna and Sensebix that you would call when you get lonely. I never should have let you in a damn Show Shame. Forgot my name! Well, anyway.
My name is not Rocco Susan. So watch what you say. If you still need the Rock then be on your way Downtown. Don't want to hear about Susan. She's got nothing but Handkees Fest on me. So show some respect for the cheese you receive. My name is not Susan. Don't want to hear about Susan. My name ain't Susan. Ya better get it right! »My Name Is Not Susan«
Witt nie hadde Houston, Gustl, Bayerhammer, Wick Fiatdi Uno Hustengutzell am Hodensee
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