Originally Posted by Shaun (Post 4231089)

Before the song starts Eoinem appears in the middle of all the contestants, making a lot of them anxious and Nervous.

The lights go completely out and eoinem begins....

That's why they call me Biast Mod (You're Banned)
You're Banned (You're Banned) (Biast Mod) You're Banned....

The lights come on and Eoinem is standing there in a hoody and jeans......

the set goes dark Blue and lasers start flying around the place, causing poor Vicky to have an epileptic fit, everyone quickly ignores her and we get the proper start to the song.

As the poeples names are heard Eoinem walks up to the members in attendance.

When I was just a junior member here
Novo used to tell me these crazy things
He used to tell me James and Mark were evil men,
He used to tell me they hated me (WAAAAA)
But then I got promoted to Mod (jealous bitches)
and I realized, Novo was the crazy one
But there was nothing I could do or say to try to change it
cause that's just the way he was.

They said I can't post with being "Biasty" no more
They ain't say I can't just ban this *****
(AH!) Slut, you think I won't ban you *****
we got the screenshots from your laptop you're gone?!
(AH!) These little mosters are thinking I'm baiting em
Thinking I'm saying the shit cause I'm thinking it just to be saying it
(AH!) Put your hair down Smithy, I ain't gonna ban you
I'ma bait you, insult you then infract you. (hehe)
(AH!) Shut up jess, you're causing too much chaos (wurkin it)
Scott just bent Greg over like a slut Okay (WHAT)?
"Oh, now he's fucking Mods, abusing their power,
snorting lines like Stu does, and we gave him a second chance why?"
You god damn right Josy, and now it's too late
he's triple banned members , RIP Tommy, Steph and Stace
he invented violence, you vile venomous volatile bitches
vain Vicadin, vrinnn Vrinnn, VRINNN! [*chainsaw revs up*]
Texas Chainsaw, left his house and went the woods
dangling from a tree, while giving some guy wood
please, please, dont, cum
wipes, off, smiles, walks, home.

Bitch I'ma Ban you! You don't wanna fuck with me
Trolls neither - you ain't nothing but some Cunts to me
Bitch I'ma Ban you! You ain't got the brains to change
You ain't gonna never stop trolling, So I'ma Ban Your Ass
I'ma Ban you! You gon' be another member banned
for popping off at the mouth with shit You shouldn't said (free Speech)
But when I Ban you - I'm bringing out the permaban Forever!
Stop coming back you fucking Paedophile (AYO look theres S******)
.. I said you don't, wanna fuck with Iceman (cause why?)
Cause Iceman, will fucking Ban you (ah-ha ha)
I said you don't, wanna fuck with Iceman (why?)
Cause Iceman, will fucking ban you..

Bitch I'ma Ban you! Like a Multi account, I'ma conceal you
on a global ignore, no posts, no messages and 4 week ban
Buck with me, I been through hell, shut the hell up!
I'm trying to develop these pictures of the Arista to sell 'em
I ain't Arista but I rap on his thoughts
"Got a new blow-up doll and just had a strap-on added"
WHOOPS! Is that a subliminal hint? NO!
Just a "sign of the times" and a little bit "Spiffing"
Iceman offend? NO! Iceman just ban
And if you ever get on the wrong side of him, you give him an impulse
to infract you again, THEN, if you do it again
you'll probably end up jumping into ban right up until the 10th (of never)
(Ah!) Bitch I'ma Ban you, I ain't done this ain't a permaban
I ain't even given you a 15 pointer yet to extend the ban more
A troll always moans after you Ban it three or four times
in a Month but that's normal ain't it Scott?
Serial troller hiding multi accounts
in a serial way, on top of his permaban, he's back again
Here we go again, he's out of his mind,
we're out of our minds, and they want you banned again, one final time!

Or I'ma Ban you! You don't wanna fuck with me
Trolls neither - you ain't nothing but some Cunts to me
Bitch I'ma Ban you! You ain't got the brains to change
You ain't gonna never stop trolling, So I'ma Ban Your Ass
I'ma Ban you! You gon' be another member banned
for popping off at the mouth with shit You shouldn't said
But when I Ban you - I'm bringing out the permaban Forever!
Stop coming back you fucking Paedophile
.. I said you don't, wanna fuck with Iceman (cause why?)
Cause Iceman, will fucking Ban you (ah-ha ha)
I said you don't, wanna fuck with Iceman (why?)
Cause Iceman, will fucking ban you..

Eh-heh, know why I ban these freaks?
Cause bans are fun and I love hearing members scream
And the way things seem, I should be an Admin having to put up with this shit
this site just did and posted the same thing TWEECE?!
TWICE? Whatever, I hate ths server
Fuck Gif's! I hope the weed'll outweigh these drinks
Motherfuckers want turn this site into a Gaga freakshow (fuk that)
just shut the fuck up and realise the bitch has flopped?
fuck THAT! I'll ban Smithy to Nianstar
from Arista to permanant ban for Foxy Sarah
from Princess to Pisshead
from in-clique to new members just registered
I don't even believe in fairness I'm banning you just for the hell of it
just to hear you keep screaming for me laugh sit back and keep being me.
OK, I'M READY TO GO PLAY
I GOT THE MESSAGE FROM JAMES TO GO SPARE
I'M READY TO MAKE EVERYONE'S HEADS ACHE
You faggots keep egging me on
'til I have you at Final Warning, then you beg me to stop?
SHUT UP! Your banned for 2 weeks
I said SHUT UP when I'm talking to you
YOU HEAR ME? Make that 3 weeks!

Or I'ma Ban you! You don't wanna fuck with me
Trolls neither - you ain't nothing but some Cunts to me
Bitch I'ma Ban you! You ain't got the brains to change
You ain't gonna never stop trolling, So I'ma Ban Your Ass
I'ma Ban you! You gon' be another member banned
for popping off at the mouth with shit You shouldn't said
But when I Ban you - I'm bringing out the permaban Forever!
Stop coming back you fucking Paedophile
.. I said you don't, wanna fuck with Iceman (cause why?)
Cause Iceman, will fucking Ban you (ah-ha ha)
I said you don't, wanna fuck with Iceman (why?)
Cause Iceman, will fucking ban you..

Ha ha, I'm just playing members
You know I'm not like that ;)
at the end a huge pyrotechnics display goes off leaving the word "Banned" clearly visable

Originally Posted by Shaun (Post 4231114)

Artist: Mr. Black
Song: Rebecca Black's My Daughter
To the tune of:


Do do do do do do do do do do

I saw a **** song, of some girl who can’t sing,
Like who cares, like who cares, like who cares?
Someone says she looks and sounds just like me,
How they tease, how they tease, how they tease

Get me onto Jeremy Kyle,
an eager audience or two
and a DNA test before I’m believing,
Damn, I wish the world hadn’t seen,
Surely I couldn’t spawn such a being.
Results are in oh no, please no,
This really cannot be true…

Aaaggh, Aaaaaagghh, Agggh,
Rebecca Black’s my daughter, Rebecca Black’s my daughter
Aaaggh, Aaaaaagghh, Agggh,
Rebecca Black’s my daughter, oh lord this can’t be right?


I remember that night in summer, that drunken silly fling,
It’s not, it’s not fair, it’s not fair
All those years ago, a condom I had forgotten to bring
Oh I scream, Oh I scream, Oh I scream.


Give me a quick a loaded gun,
At least Bieber isn’t my ****ing son.
I wish I hadn’t woke this morning,
This is too crazy.

This may be fun, fun, fun for you
Having to decide which seat to choose
But they don’t just laugh at you,
My perfect life is now through

Aaaggh, Aaaaaagghh, Agggh,
Rebecca Black’s my daughter, Rebecca Black’s my daughter
Aaaggh, Aaaaaagghh, Agggh,
Rebecca Black’s my daughter, oh lord I hate you so much YouTube.

Boo hoo hoo hoo hoo
Boo hoo hoo hoo hoo
Boo hoo hoo hoo hoooo


That’s it I’m moving to Vanuatu,
Rebecca I don’t want to know you,
I will always hate you YouTube.

Aaaghh, agggghhh, agghhhh
Rebecca Black’s my daughter,
Rebecca Blacks my daughter.

Aaaghh, agggghhh, agghhhh
Rebecca Black’s my daughter,
Rebecca Blacks my daughter.

Aaaghh, agggghhh, agghhhh
Rebecca Black’s my daughter,
Rebecca Blacks my daughter.

Aaaghh, agggghhh, agghhhh
Rebecca Black’s my daughter,
That’s my so called life I had
through, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Originally Posted by Shaun (Post 4231137)

[The stage is awash with green smoke; pink strobe lights begin to flash in time with the opening beats, exposing Li'l Kim sat in an egg-chair in mid-air, on a wire]
I am not busy, I am so ronery
So far ahead, you punks can blow me
See nobody can overthrow me,
I'm startin' to feel like the one and only
[A red CGI dragon appears on the giant screen behind Li'l Kim]
Rah, rah, like the one and only
I'm startin' to feel like the one and only.
Look at my heir Jong-un, how the West be fumin'
So fuck 'em all my kingdom is bloomin'
Yeah, I said it, boo-ming
Blow it up, wild thing
[Fireworks go off at the front of the screen]
(Haha) Magma
Hey Korea, hey Korea, swagger
I got the guns, we ain't got medicine
I got jails, sentencing
I'm a "mad bitch", a "tyrant"
Well I'll whip down south, cunts.
Use force 'by accident',
[He begins dutty-wining]
Better watch your back, bitch, I'm on a front
You need a job, our success counts on you,
hear that bitch? No Motherland Without You
America brags a lot, I'll hit you if you mock
I am a commie, suck my cock.
It's hard work, I know it's tough
But enough is enough

[Four dancers run in from the sides, dressed in soldier uniforms. They lift up Li'l Kim and spin him around. They put him down at the end of the chorus.]
Rah, rah, like the one and only
Rah, rah, like the one and only
Rah, rah, like I feel so ronery
Like the one and only, like the one and only

Rah, rah, like the one and only
Rah, rah, like the one and only
Rah, rah, like I feel so ronery
Like the one and only, like the one and only

(I-I-I-I-Is) Is this the thanks that I get for switchin' you bitches on?
Is it my fault that we got the atomic bomb?
Shoulda sent us arms, just like Chairman Mao
Now I'ma shoot your ships up, pow-pow-pow
"(Ki-Ki-Ki) Kim, they just mad 'cause you like Pol Pot"
Word, those bitches mad 'cos I'm like Pol Pot?
Well, bitches, if you vote then y'all get shot
Got some soldiers out in Pyongyang that'll off your top
[The soldiers mime a firing squad against some dissident extras at the back of the stage]
I-I-I-I see you London, I hear you Dublin
I got you scared, shook, panickin'
Overseas, France, Mexican
My 'dictatorship' is maddenin'
You wanna fuck with me? I hear that right?
I'm the motherfuckin' boss, override.
And when I pull up, vroom, motorbike
[Lady GaGa joins him onstage dressed as a motorbike; they writhe together]
Now Lady GaGa's gettin' fucked, all night
I see them rusty-as Yankee popstars
Raggedy-ass, showin' your arse
[He shoves Lady GaGa off-stage]
I kill the gays, gas them in their cars
Born this way? Oh what a farce
(What a farce!) What, wha-wha-what, what a farce
Born this way? What a farce!
[Several angry Monsters run onstage and begin pummeling Li'l Kim with their fists and heels; Saddam Husseiny suddenly emerges from the back doors and holds them up at gunpoint - they run away. Li'l Kim climbs back into his eggchair and dances arrogantly as Saddam begins rapping.]

Saddam Husseiny:
A-a-a-a-all you li'l faggots can suck it,
No homo, but I'ma stick it to 'em, yeah treat them like maggots,
And I'm wicked enough to make straight bastards bend
Yeah, in iron maidens, bitch, keep acting as if
You have the same rights that I have
Yeah, right, stay hungry, infidel
Political opponents will go straight to Hell
It's hot enough there to give you heat-rash
Try and challenge me whilst I hold my whip (I'll lash!)
[Li'l Kim begins to descend back to the stage floor; he grinds against Saddam, joining him in the chorus]
Go take a flyin' leap of faith off a fuckin' balcony
Before I shove a homing missile up your ass
You know your place, so why ask?
When Husseiny and Kimmy's world class
It's (aristocrats) beats (proletariat)

Rah, rah, like the one and only
Rah, rah, like the one and only
Rah, rah, like I feel so ronery
Like the one and only, like the one and only

Rah, rah, like the one and only
Rah, rah, like the one and only
Rah, rah, like I feel so ronery
Like the one and only, like the one and only

[Kim Jong-suk, Li'l Kim's mother, appears at the top of the stairs in a kimono, face mask and tight hair rollers; she begins to scold Jong-Il.]
Kimmy! Kimmy!
Stop it, stop it!
You've gone mad, mad, I tell you, mad!
You and this Saddam Husseiny!
What's goin' on?
They'll lock you away!
They'll put you in a jail cell!
I promise!
Take the UN's warning, Kimmy
Pleaaaaaaase
Back to bed! Run along!
Let's go! Come on!
Put those nukes down at once, boys.

Originally Posted by Shaun (Post 4231160)

Kidnapping 101
To the tune of Rihanna's Rockstar 101

Ronnie Mitchell emerges onto the stage, clutching her dead child, Kidnapping 101 begins to play.
Ronnie walks into the pub in the first verse, and proceeds to take the baby in the second after switching them. She quickly puts him in her baby’s clothes and shows off how he’s wearing Jack’s (her husband’s) chain.
After spinning around with the baby she continues into the chorus. Ronnie does wild movements with the live baby, tossing him in the air and even spinning him on one finger. She also creates the optical illusion of herself dribbling him like a basketball at one point before entering the second verse.
She shows the baby walking and talking and how good of a mother she is. After showing that off she then shows off the lavish clothing the baby is adorned with - ripping off one layer of clothes to reveal the Gucci and Prada the infant had on underneath.
She erupts into the chorus and again, more lavish and dangerous dance moves are seen, only she is joined by many dancers mirroring her this time - all with live babies. Only Ronnie is in a white wedding dress whilst all the others wear black leotards. All of the babies are adorned in pink and blue.
The song then reaches its climax where the dancers form a set of stairs which Ronnie walks up to reach a pure white pram that is perched on a high pedestal on the stage. Hooks are attached to her dress and she flies out into the audience with the pram in tow, as the dancers continue the wild routine on the stage during the chorus.
The song then ends with Ronnie descending back to the stage as the song ends. The crowd goes wild and the song was a huge success.

I stole ya
I stole ya
I stole ya
Baby
Baby
Uh, uh
I stole ya, baby
Uh-oh
I stole ya, baby
Uh-oh
I stole ya, baby
Uh-oh
I stole ya, baby
Uh-oh
I stole ya, baby
Uh-oh
I stole ya

Got up in the pub
Door was open in the back
Feeling so sad
Looking so bad
Walkin up the stairs
Looking in this crib
Picked your baby up
I don't really give a *******

He’s wearing clothes I got him
He’s wearing Jack’s chain
Make sure you get a picture
You won’t be with him again

To be what you is
You gotta be what you are
The only thing I'm missing
Is your baby, ta

I'm a monstaaa
Hey baby
I'm a monstaaa
Hey baby

Kidnapping
Its my thing
My kid died
So its alright

I'm a monstaaa
Hey baby
I'm a monstaaa
Hey baby

Kidnapping
Its my thing
My kid died
So its alright
Baby I'm a
Oh, baby I'm a
Oh, baby I'm a
Oh, baby I'm a
Oh, baby I'm a
Oh, baby I'm a
Oh, baby I'm a
Oh, baby I'm a
Hey, hey, hey

Real good walker
Real good talker
Thats what people will say
Cause now I’m his Mama

I took your baby in
I disobeyed the law
Make sure I’ll dress him good
Check his clothes - gucci and prada

Take him out
Of my crazy house
With my white jacket on
You won’t know that
You’re baby’s with me now

To be what you is
You gotta be what you are
The only thing I'm missing
Is your baby, ta
I'm a monstaaa
Hey baby
I'm a monstaaa
Hey baby

Kidnapping
Its my thing
My kid died
So its alright

I'm a monstaaa
Hey baby
I'm a monstaaa
Hey baby

Kidnapping
Its my thing
My kid died
So its alright

Baby I'm a
Oh, baby I'm a
Oh, baby I'm a
Oh, baby I'm a
Oh, baby I'm a
Oh, baby I'm a
Oh, baby I'm a
Oh, baby I'm a
Hey, hey, hey

Heyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy
Ima take him round the square tonight
Cause I cant wait till tomorrow
Ima show him off to all my friends
Tonight
Ima take him round the square tonight
Cause I cant wait till tomorrow
Ima show him off to all my friends
Tonight

I'm a monstaaa
Hey baby
I'm a monstaaa
Hey baby

Kidnapping
Its my thing
My kid died
So its alright

I'm a monstaaa
Hey baby
I'm a monstaaa
Hey baby

Kidnapping
Its my thing
My kid died
So its alright

Baby I'm a
Oh, baby I'm a
Oh, baby I'm a
Oh, baby I'm a
Oh, baby I'm a
Oh, baby I'm a
Oh, baby I'm a
Oh, baby I'm a
Hey, hey, hey

Originally Posted by Shaun (Post 4231182)

"Partyin’" - Clubstep
*Loads of people cover me, and open like a door and I come through*
I wanna see you rolling in the deep,
We’ll Partyin’ till we sleep.
Cause, we’ll be drinking up,
From our red solo cup.

Chorus:
Lets be partyin’ now, *Alcohol sprays everywhere*
Make our fists go pow.
(IN THE AIR!) *Sparklers*
We won’t be drunk,
Do a grand slam dunk,
Partyin’ on top of the world!

PPPump it Up, PPPump it up *Everyone clapping to the beat*
Now drink it up.
(WOOH!) *Explosion*

Chorus:
Lets be partyin’ now,
Make our fists go pow,
(IN THE AIR!)
We won’t be drunk,
Do a grand slam dunk,
Partyin’ on top of the world, world, world ,world,
Woooooooorrrrrld!

We’re not hardcore,
But we can be found on the floor,
PARTYIN’ ON TOP OF THE WORLD!

Lets go now,
I’ll drive.
Partyin’ on top of the wo…
(Shutsdown)

Sweden is awesome :)

http://img27.imageshack.us/img27/3788/clubstep.jpg

Originally Posted by Shaun (Post 4231211)

Hero

My hero is the person who refused to confrom to the norm;
All the people who suffered verbal attacks,
From those ignorant to the facts,
And who didn't change their views,
When opposed with violence and abuse.

The women who challenged soceity,
And the gender heirarchy,
Who faught against the stereotype,
That said they could only amount to being,
"A successful housewife".

The Hindu man who fasted for peace,
So that violence and war could cease,
And so his country could be recognised,
As independent and free worldwide.

The Jewish girl who wrote a diary,
About racism and tyranny,
Whose words would single handedly,
Defeat future dictators candidly.

The Afro-American woman who sat her gorund,
So that this new era was found,
Where a black president,
Can be accepted without hesitance.

The Sikh man with a turban,
American and suburban,
Who walked around with his head held high,
Even though 9/11 suddenly made him "the devil of the sky."

All these people continue to live and be,
Regardless of society so blindly sees,
Knowing and not knowing that one day,
People will hear their stories and say,
"That's my hero."
The person who refused to conform to the norm.

Originally Posted by Shaun (Post 4231275)

Artist: Mr. Croc (featuring Kylie Minogue)
Song: Melbourne Shuffle Dance Anthem

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Mr. Croc's Outfit
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Kylie Minogue's Outfit
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Lyrics + Stage Directions
(On the backdrop screen is a video of Sydney Harbour at night. Dancers flock the stage doing cartwheels and other irrelevant dances such as the macarena. Props include an oversized car with the Australian flag imprinted on it, kangaroo statues, and a wheelbarrow filled with bricks. Mr. Croc and Kylie Minogue both run onto the stage)

(Mr. Croc)

Mr. Croc!
Alright
W00t
Let's go

(Mr. Croc jumps onto the large car)
Melbourne Shuffling into town today
Got my Fosters, I'm ready to play
Mobs walk over and say "G'day!"
I throw a brick at them and say "Go away"

(Mr. Croc starts doing the running man while several dancers join him)
Melbourne Shuffling into town today
Falling over 'cos I am so great
I know I'm drunk, but trust me mate
I am going to see...

(Lights go dark)

Take That

(Strobe lights start flashing as Take That run onto the stage and join Mr. Croc, Kylie Minogue and the dancers, who are all raving and shuffling to the 15 second instrumental)

In the pub, I'm the Doc
When I'm in the pool
I am a Croc
I'm not off my face on pot
I just happen to prance about a lot

(Mr. Croc is holding a surf board while the dancers do the running man and throw bricks into the audience)
Where do I live? God knows
Tight shorts, surf board, this is how I roll
Half bloke half reptile fellow
Got no money, but here I go

(Wild dingoes run rampant across the stage while Mr. Croc starts frantically jumping on them)
No, I'm killing these dingoes for dinner
I can just shuffle on their heads and then they are dead
I'm Mr. Croc! Yeah, that's the name birds are diggin'
Just don't tell the police, then they'll throw me in prison

(Mr. Croc is joined by all the dancers on top of the car and they start jumping to the music)
Melbourne Shuffling into town today
Got my Fosters, I'm ready to play
Mobs walk over and say "G'day!"
I throw a brick at them and say "Go away"

Melbourne Shuffling into town today
Falling over 'cos I am so great
I know I'm drunk, but trust me mate
Isn't this just such a...

Great Track

(Silence as everyone is together with their arms to the side)

Everyday I'm Melbourne Shuffle Dancing

(Strobe lights flash again as Mr. Croc, Kylie Minogue and the dancers do the entire Melbourne Shuffle)

(The lights dim and Mr. Croc and Kylie Minogue are joined in a calm manner holding the Melbourne Shuffle Dance Anthem CD single with the dancers behind them)
Buy this fast
And make sure this song gets me loads of cash
I just need money, really bad
So please, be a good lad

(Numbers start flashing on the backdrop screen)
Number 9 this week (another week)
Now I'm number 10 (oh bloody hell)
I just want to be (at number 1)
Now I'm #43 (I'm killing myself)

(Kylie Minogue)

Hi mum, hi dad, can you please download this song?
Hi mum, hi dad, can you please download this song?
Hi mum, hi dad, can you please download this song?
Can you please download this song?
Can you please download this song?

(Kylie Minogue, Mr. Croc and all the dancers jump to the music)
Hi mum, hi dad, hi mum, hi dad
Hi mum, hi dad, hi mum, hi dad, hi mum
Can you please download this song?
Download this song?
Please download it
Please download it
Please download it
Please download it

(Flame machines, falling sparks and heavy lighting effects burst into life causing a temporary studio combustion, whilst everyone on stage jumps onto the giant car)

(Mr. Croc)

Melbourne Shuffling into town today
Got my Fosters, I'm ready to play
I know I'm drunk, but trust me mate
Got my Fosters, I'm ready to, to, to play

Oh, Oh, Oh
Kylie: Please download it
Oh, Oh, Oh
(Oh god, the police!)
Oh, Oh, Oh
Kylie: Please download it
Oh, Oh, Oh
Kylie: Please download it

Great Track

Everyday I'm Melbourne Shuffle Dancing

Originally Posted by Shaun (Post 4231299)

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SNOW WHITE AND THE SEVEN DEGENERATE WIGGERS

*The good mistress white comes out dressed as a particularly sluttish rendition of the popular childrens fantasy character. Behind her come the seven Canadian rap heroes decked out in various hockey jerseys. They take their turns rapping the verses and the ones who aren't rapping pretend to fondle each others balls in an incredibly secure display of heterosexual national pride*

In Canada we grow long beards
To shield us from the seasons
But also to tickle vulnerable young womens vaginas
Like mounting a moose in the cold

Down south they got the DEA
Up here we got the mounties
I smoke trees in the streets to applause and glee
And they say 'that's what I'm talking aboot'
Yeah

Eh, eh, that's what I say
That's what I say today
You're in Canada, it's all okay
Do what you want today

We give you gay weddings and BC bud
We give you all that free healthcare and beer to chug
And all we ask, eh, all we ask
Is that you forget we gave you Nickelback too

*A giant inflatable cock comes out on stage, it's head covered with a maple leaf. Mistress White get's on board.*

I know that doesn't strictly rhyme
But it's coming from the heart, from the roots
God froze this land and he made it mine
So it's acceptable for men to wear ugg boots

From Nova Scotia to the trailer park
From Vancouver to the skatepark
From the streets to the trees to the mountaintops
America's the face with the dick on top

Eh, eh, that's what I say
That's what I say today
You're in Canada, it's all okay
Do what the the frick you please

We give you violent ice sports and maple leaves
Rush, Helix and all their great CD's
And all we ask, eh, all we ask
Is that you forget we gave you Avril too

*The cock starts slowly spinning and is raised up on strings to the delight of the traditional gay heavy live crowd*

Your bones will shake, skin will freeze so much
That furious masturbation is a nessecity, so touch
All these other countries step back please
We got culture pissing out down our knees
That's how I can write a song about the country
And not make silly references to forums, please
Although I kind of just did that
So break the filter,
Grab a bowl, down a bottle grab a *****
And fuck that Canadian cunt

Eh, eh, that's what I say
That's what I say today
You're in Canada, it's all okay
You can do anything you want today

We gave you Nelly Furtado and Keanu Reeves
Woah, and all that stuff about Rush CD's
And all we ask is that you forget
Chris Benoit broke his sons neck in two

Peace out 2011, Globalvision, sing it up!

*Snow explodes out of the head of the levitated cock, blasting away the maple leaf and covering the delighted crowd. The gang make their way back behind the curtain to much applause and ass slapping.*

Originally Posted by Shaun (Post 4231317)

Song for Wales "Inbessy-Yeah!" sung by L'il Bo Neep
Inspired by and sung to the tune of Insomnia by Faithless


The stage floor is covered in rolls of luscious grass

A large Welsh flag hangs proudly in the background


L'il Bo Neep walks on stage wearing a fetching wool dress

followed by her backing dancers known only as "The master" and "the little boy who lives down the lane"


She walks to the microphone and says :

"this is a song I wrote about a Welsh man living in London, about how he misses Wales so and how he struggles to go on without his obsession........"

The music begins........

Deep in the city on a London night,
I can’t get away from the light,
Pick up my pen and start to write,
I try to find some words,
To describe my plight,
With a tear....InBessy-yeah
I can’t get no sheep.

I used to run, thought I was goin’ mad in a hurry,
Get in Bess! Makin’ excess mess in the darkness,
It’s beastality, Somethings all over me, greasy
Oh Bessy ahh, Please don’t leave me, let me dream of
Making love to ewe on the heath
Tearing your fleece with my teeth
But there’s no release, no fleece
I toss and turn without cease,
Like a curse open my eyes and rise like yeast,
At least a couple of weeks
Since I last Shept*, Keep watching Sheepers*
And now I can’t find a farm
Or a field or a barn, I search in the night
I find dogs, cats but no improvement, uh
I miss my baa baa Black, Missin’ Ma Bessy, want her back,
My beast, it’s my nature, I need a sheep crack
I got no sheep,
I can’t get in no sheep,

I can’t get in no Sheep,
I can’t get in no sheep,
I need a sheep, although I got no sheep
I need a sheep, although I got no sheep


(new word translation :
*Shept : the act of Sheep shaggery
*Sheepers : Sheep porn movies)

Originally Posted by Shaun (Post 4231343)

Libyan Friday
By Muammar Gaddafi (Feat. Chairman Mao and Robert Mugabe)

7am, waking up in my palace
Gotta be fresh, gotta sit on my throne
Gotta have my hat, gotta rule Libya
Seein’ everything, the bombs are fallin’
droppin’ on and on, NATO's trollin’
Gotta make these strikes stop
Gotta go to the UN, I see my friends (My friends)

Mao’s in the front seat
Mugabe's in the back seat
Gotta make my mind up
Who should I overtake?

It’s Friday, Friday
Libyans get down on Friday
Everybody’s huntin' for rebels on the weekend, weekend
Friday, Friday
Throwin’ down on Friday
Everybody’s huntin' rebels on the weekend

Dictatorin-tatorin’ (Yeah)
Dictatorin-tatorin’ (Yeah)
Fun, fun, fun, fun
Huntin' rebels on the weekend

7:45, we’re drivin’ to the Un
Cruisin’ so fast, Oh look! Paraguay!
Fun, fun, think about fun
You know what it is
I got this, you got this
My general's on my right
I got this, you got this
Now you know it

Mao’s in the front seat
Mugabe's in the back seat
Gotta make my mind up
Who should I overtake?

It’s Friday, Friday
Libyans get down on Friday
Everybody’s huntin' for rebels on the weekend, weekend
Friday, Friday
Throwin’ down on Friday
Everybody’s huntin' rebels on the weekend

Dictatorin-tatorin’ (Yeah)
Dictatorin-tatorin’ (Yeah)
Fun, fun, fun, fun
Huntin' rebels on the weekend

Yesterday was Thursday, Thursday
Today i-is Friday, Friday (Dictatorin')
We-we-we so excited
We so excited
We gonna crush infidels today

Tomorrow is Saturday
And Sunday comes after...wards
But I just want these airstrikes to end!

It’s Friday, Friday
Libyans get down on Friday
Everybody’s huntin' for rebels on the weekend, weekend
Friday, Friday
Throwin’ down on Friday
Everybody’s huntin' rebels on the weekend

Dictatorin-tatorin’ (Yeah)
Dictatorin-tatorin’ (Yeah)
Fun, fun, fun, fun
Huntin' rebels on the weekend

Originally Posted by Shaun (Post 4231377)

[One Year Ago]
In a car park beside the TiBB Eurovision event, Ravenheart grips the steering wheel, her knuckles white, fury in her eyes. She slams the accelerator, aiming her Volkswagen Beetle Turbo at DJ Talent.

He turned a gormless look upon his face. Her car smashed into him. However it’s not only his teeth that are covered in gold, his bones are too.

It was like hitting a sturdy lamppost. The Volkswagen crumpled. And DJ Talent cackled in delight.


[Eight Months Ago]
After reconstructive facial surgery, a long coma and loads of comfort eating, Ravenheart lay on her hospital bed, a broken person once again.

A dark haired man in shades and a stylish grey suit entered her room.

“We have a proposition for you, as one of the few Finnish celebrities, Ravenheart you are a valuable commodity. And we would like our brand to merge with you for the next singing competition. We will fund your rehabilitation and provide you with a backing group with mass appeal.
All you have to do is mention our company in your song, do we have a deal?
“Yes,” she said hesitantly.

[The Present]
Ravenheart could hardly contain her excitement for Tibb Globalvision. She laced herself into her corset, and feeling slightly nauseous as she walked out onto stage.

"Winland" by Ravenheart & Special Guests

(From the darkness, a burst of purple lights reveals Ravenheart)



The clouds of failure have left me now
And through the coming storm
You give me the courage somehow
Like a flame you keep me warm

Our love couldn’t get any higher
I want to kiss and talk to ya
On the worlds number one phone supplier
The totally amazing latest Nokia

(The lights switch to blue and the backing singers show up, they join in on the chorus)



Us, glove in glove
Walking through the snow in Finland
Head over heals in love
You make this place Win-land

(American wild guy Charlie Sheen, and the nation's sweetheart Cheryl Cole, go silent as religious leader the Dalai Lama takes the mic)

I would like to welcome a special guest
He is the one and only DJ Talent

(The lights go green as DJ Talent emerges and starts to rap)



When I say Tibb Globalvision
You say Talent!

(Ravenheart screams)

Noooooooo!! Not that fucker!!!

(Ravenheart charges towards him, he doesn't even flinch, he grins his gold toothed grin, and spreads his legs a little, making the target easier for Ravneheart, as she kicks with all her might.)

Ahhhhhhh!!!

(There's a sound like church bells chiming, DJ Talent's smile gets bigger, and he says to the fallen Ravenheart)

My balls are golden now too!

(Ravenheart clenched her foot as medics came on stage. Charlie Sheen thought the whole thing was a little too crazy for him and decided to leave Tibb Globalvision and maybe turn his life around. Cheryl Cole was very impressed with the Dalai Lama's shaven head, he said he'd let her stroke it for the rest of the evening :evilgrin:)

Originally Posted by Shaun (Post 4231402)

Love Don't Kosovo Thing - G-Lo
The lights on stage are dimmed, with random flashes of blue and gold spotlights striking the stage; all of a sudden the silhouette of the performer can be seen on stage. The lights turn up and a large bath tub can be seen on stage, with the performer is sitting on the edge of it. The performer is G-Lo, a sassy Kosovar who is wearing sunglasses and looking frickin’ pissed. G-Lo is wearing an all gold outfit; with a ceremonial staff and a Steinbock golden hairpiece. She is wearing a sash that says Kosovo on it to indicate who she is representing, and has a blue train flowing behind her.

http://i370.photobucket.com/albums/o...G-LoKosovo.jpg

She holds a phone to her ear and gives the audience a one sided view of the phone call:

“Hello? Hey! You’re not gonna let me be independent? Again? Nuh uh yeah I got it, actually I was just rebelling against it, it’s devastating. I just wish that… you could have said yes instead of this war, you know? ‘Cause last thing I need is another war.”

http://i370.photobucket.com/albums/o...lvision001.jpg

The backing track starts, and she steps up from the bath and starts strutting back and forth the stage, working those hips like you wouldn’t believe. Throughout the performance she dramatically pushes male dancers away from her, as if to declare her independence from them.



Think you gotta suppress me
fuck no
Think I'm gonna join N-A-T-O
Even if you were broke
My love don't Kosovo thing
Think I wanna drive the Serbs away
If I wanna cleanse I've got my soap
Even if you were broke
My love don't Kosovo thing

When you wound up in the Yugoslav
Saw the look you gave to the Herzegov’
Knew that it was war with Albanians
Riling up your troops so UN saw the difference
Didn’t need you in, World War Two
Kicking up a fuss with Italians too
You’re a drama queen
We want autonomy
Milosevic’s out of control

All that matters is
That you give us rights
Give us EU membership
That money can't buy yeah

http://i370.photobucket.com/albums/o...obalvision.jpg

Think you gotta suppress me
fuck no
Think I'm gonna join E-U-R-O
Even if you were broke
My love don't Kosovo thing
Think I wanna drive the Serbs away
If I wanna cleanse I've got my soap
Even if you were broke
My love don't Kosovo thing

When we begged to France
Thought you'd understand
Doing cleansing on our precious lands
Now you’re gonna try, against a NATO force
We’ve been crying ‘bout it ‘til our rebel voice is hoarse
Ethnic cleansing, that was well gay
Independence, never happening
If it doesn't change, gonna hit the vod’
Humanitarians y’know you’ve got to go

All that matters is
That you give us rights
Give us UN membership
That money can't buy yeah

Think you gotta suppress me
fuck no
Think I'm gonna join O-S-C-E
Even if you were broke
My love don't Kosovo thing
Think I wanna drive the Serbs away
If I wanna cleanse I've got my soap
Even if you were broke
My love don't Kosovo thing

A thing, a thing, a thing
Yeah yeah, yeah
You think the empire that you've built
Can substitute the blame and guilt
Take the troops into our plains
Then you can win our land, and kill the Roma and
We think you need to let it go
And hand to us Pristina oh
There's more dictatorship in you
But we don’t give a fuck, ‘cause you’ve run out of luck

G-Lo dramatically rejects an item of expensive looking jewellery, a ring, from one of the male dancers, before launching into three final repetitions of the chorus, at which point the choreography steps up a gear and G-Lo dances in sync with the backing dancers, writhing between them like the Ben Affleck humping slut she really is.

http://i370.photobucket.com/albums/o...lvision002.jpg

Think you gotta suppress me
fuck no
Think I'm gonna join N-A-T-O
Even if you were broke
My love don't Kosovo thing
Think I wanna drive the Serbs away
If I wanna cleanse I've got my soap
Even if you were broke
My love don't Kosovo thing

Think you gotta suppress me
fuck no
Think I'm gonna join E-U-R-O
Even if you were broke
My love don't Kosovo thing
Think I wanna drive the Serbs away
If I wanna cleanse I've got my soap
Even if you were broke
My love don't Kosovo thing

Think you gotta suppress me
fuck no
Think I'm gonna join O-S-C-E
Even if you were broke
My love don't Kosovo thing
Think I wanna drive the Serbs away
If I wanna cleanse I've got my soap
Even if you were broke
My love don't Kosovo thing

G-Lo is lifted up by the backing dancers and poises herself in a position similar to the Statue of Liberty, holding her ceremonial staff as the torch and the Steinbock hairpiece as the crown.