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Balls of Steel
03:47
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When I'm in the disco I'm in full control
That's a piece of cake when you ain't got no soul
All the bouncers know they've got to let me pass
I know enough taekwondo to kick their ass
Life's a game of pinball, it's so unreal
When you've scored in the trillions
With balls of steel
I break up with my lovers on the telephone
It's pretty easy with a heart of stone
It's a piece of cake, it's pretty simple with a
Heart of stone
I ride a motorcycle and I fight with a knife
Don't tell my mama that I'm risking my life
I'm faster than a bullet when I'm spinning my wheels
I'm an American eagle with balls of steel
There's one momma cryin' after every show
New momma ready, good to go
I'll give you my banana if you wanna play
But you be a sweet little monkey or I'll take it away
Piece of cake, pretty simple cuz you've got no brain
Oh, momma, and it hurts cuz you know that it's true
Banzai
You were warned but you'll try it anyway because
You've got no brain
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Peach Fuzz
03:21
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I've met a girl and she's not from this world
She likes to ride my rocket
I've met a girl, when she puts it in place
You know we both go shooting stars
When I get home we fill the bath with foam
And we ride my rocket
Oh boy
You can ride my rocket
From Planet Peach Fuzz to Ur-anus
And gallop with the Thünderpony
And set your crotch on fire
Well, there's the kind of star, don't get nowhere at all They burn out like a comet
And there's the kind of star that only make it so far
They tumble down like a meteorite
But this lucky earthling has a Peach Fuzz girl
To ride the big dipper
Oh boy
I'm on Planet Peach Fuzz
I always loved your hoochie coochie
I will always love your hoochie coochie
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Cops & Donuts
03:15
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Who's gonna walk you home after school now
Who's gonna be the brand new fool now?
Who's gonna buy you sexy clothes
Now that I'm not your daddy anymore?
You'll be running around, running around, running around
I get a feeling I was never part of anything
Just a one man operation with a simple song to sing
About running around, running around, running around
It's all so simple that it makes me sick
Cops love donuts and girls love dick
Come on
Who's gonna walk you home after class now
Who'll be the sucker to kiss your ass now?
Who'll pick you up when you fall on the floor
Now that I'm not your daddy anymore?
You'll be running around, running around, running around
And screwing around, sneaking around, goofing around
Some say love is a razor and it makes your soul bleed
I say love is a flower, and it smells like shit to me
When you're screwing around, sneaking around, goofing around
I should've kicked you in the cunt when I caught you with your pants down
For all your running around, running around, running around
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We 1 2 Fuck
02:33
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We 1 2 Fuck You
3 4 We score
5 6 Hot chicks
7 8 Get laid
9 10 Come again?
9 10 Do it again
So 1 2 3 4
Come back, manwhore
And 5 6 Suck dicks
7 8 get paid
9 10 Come again?
9 10 Do it again?
1 2 3 We're Thünderpony
911 It's Thünderpony
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Thünderpony Leuven, Belgium
Wij zijn Thünderpony. Rock n Roll is onze missie. Strakke kontjes zijn ons wapen. Randgevallen en pubers van alle leeftijden
zijn onze doelgroep. Leuven is sedert het voorjaar 2011 ons strijdperk. Wolf drumt, Andrew bast, Quinten gitaart; zingen kunnen we allemaal.
We are Thünderpony. Rock n Roll is our mission. Tite asses are our weapon of choice. You're the target. Leuven is the battleground.
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