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C.G.B. Spender
25-10-2006, 09:30:39
Mr_G, Mr_G, Mr_G, Mr_G, Mr_G, Mr_G
Mr_G, Mr_G, Mr_G, Mr_G!
Mr_G, Mr_G, Mr_G, Mr_G, Mr_G, Mr_G,
Mr_G, Mr_G, Mr_G, Mr_G!

Mr_G, Mr_G, Mr_G, Mr_G, Mr_G, Mr_G
Mr_G, Mr_G, Mr_G, Mr_G!
Mr_G, Mr_G, Mr_G, Mr_G, Mr_G, Mr_G,
Mr_G, Mr_G, Mr_G, Mr_G!

Mr_G!
Mr_G!
Mr_G, Mr_G, Mr_G, Mr_G, Mr_G, Mr_G!

Mr_G, Mr_G, Mr_G, Mr_G, Mr_G, Mr_G
Mr_G, Mr_G, Mr_G, Mr_G!
Mr_G, Mr_G, Mr_G, Mr_G, Mr_G, Mr_G,
Mr_G, Mr_G, Mr_G, Mr_G!

Mr_G, Mr_G, Mr_G, Mr_G, Mr_G, Mr_G
Mr_G, Mr_G, Mr_G, Mr_G!
Mr_G, Mr_G, Mr_G, Mr_G, Mr_G, Mr_G,
Mr_G, Mr_G, Mr_G, Mr_G!

Mr_G!
Mr_G!
Mr_G, Mr_G, Mr_G, Mr_G, Mr_G, Mr_G!

Mr_G!
Mr_G!
Mr_G, Mr_G, Mr_G, Mr_G, Mr_G, Mr_G!


OK, the lyrics suck, but the tune is very catchy!

mr_G
25-10-2006, 09:32:08
it's great.
beats tralalalala me thinks

Funko
25-10-2006, 09:32:10
That's just

En-ger-land with different lyrics.

Tizzy
25-10-2006, 09:32:40
It'd be better with some heavy guitars instead of that plinky plonky piano.

C.G.B. Spender
25-10-2006, 09:39:34
Huge layers of harps and kodo drums and theremin and bagpipes and wooden shoes and air accordeon and glockenspiel (played on Mr_G glocken)

Tizzy
25-10-2006, 09:41:54
And a triangle

C.G.B. Spender
25-10-2006, 09:42:30
Big triangle

Funko
25-10-2006, 09:42:35
I thought they were called Mr_Glockens, is that something different?

C.G.B. Spender
25-10-2006, 09:43:56
http://www.eden.rutgers.edu/~lpudwell/tripphotos/686_triangle.jpg

C.G.B. Spender
25-10-2006, 09:44:22
Originally posted by Funko
I thought they were called Mr_Glockens, is that something different? ding ding

mr_G
25-10-2006, 09:45:01
is that a normal man or a dwarf laaik me?

C.G.B. Spender
25-10-2006, 09:46:45
Giant normal dwarf

Tizzy
25-10-2006, 09:48:03
Normally giant dwarf

C.G.B. Spender
25-10-2006, 09:49:07
http://www.nits.nl/discography/hoezen/gnd.jpg

Drekkus
25-10-2006, 23:17:37
Originally posted by Funko
That's just

En-ger-land with different lyrics. No, that would have been:
MrG, MrG, MrG
MrG, MrG, MrGeeeeheee
MrG, MrG, MrG
MrGeeehee, MrG

mr_G
26-10-2006, 09:13:01
great song
that boy is gifted

Funko
26-10-2006, 09:16:20
Mister Gee Mister Gee
Mister Mister Gee
Mister Gee Mister Gee
Mister Mister Gee
Mi-ister GEE! Mi-ister GEE!
Mister Gee, Mister Gee

Dyl Ulenspiegel
26-10-2006, 09:28:34
What, no dooodidoooo? :(

C.G.B. Spender
26-10-2006, 16:34:45
dooodidooo is a musical stereotype

Dyl Ulenspiegel
26-10-2006, 16:47:57
And that's a reason not to use it for dutch midget archuctects?

Drekkus
26-10-2006, 17:04:26
Hey Mister you're so G
You're so G
You blow my pee
Hey Mister!
*clap clap clap*
Hey Mister!

Mr. Bas
26-10-2006, 17:22:59
Ain't nuthin but a G thang.

Venom
26-10-2006, 17:25:00
One low down Dutchie goin' crazy.

mr_G
27-10-2006, 07:46:24
mrG
your so fine
your so fine
you blow my mind
hey mister
hey, mister
hey mister
hey, hey 3x

Drekkus
27-10-2006, 10:01:11
I like my version better.

mr_G
27-10-2006, 10:08:14
me too, but i just saw that one.
me sooooooo sorry

Greg W
27-10-2006, 10:45:32
Ground control to meister G
Ground control to meister G
Take your doooo di doooo and put your helmet on

Ground control to meister G
Commencing countdown, engines on
Check ignition and may doooo di doooo be with you

Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five,
Four, three, two, one, doooo di doooo

This is ground control to meister G
Youve really made the grade
And the papers want to know whose buttplugs you wear
Now its time to leave the capsule if you dare

This is meister G to ground control
Im spliffing through the door
And Im floating in a most peculiar way
And the stars look very different today

For here
Am I sitting in a tin can
Far above the world
Planet earth is blue
And theres nothing I can doooo di doooo

Though Im past one hundred thousand miles
Im feeling very still
And I think my spaceship knows which way to go
Tell me gnome I love her very much she knows

Ground control to meister G
Your circuits dead, theres something wrong
Can you hear me, meister G?
Can you hear me, meister G?
Can you hear me, meister G?
Can you....

Here am I floating round my tin can
Far above the moon
Planet earth is blue
And theres nothing I can doooo di doooo

devilmunchkin
29-10-2006, 02:53:55
An adaptation of Christie Lee by Billy Joel:

Let me tell you a story
About a woman and a man
Maybe you will find familiar
Maybe you won't understand

The man's name I don't remember
He was always Joe to me
But I can't forget the woman
She was always Mr. G

He was working in a night club
That's where he played the saxophone
He used to fake the stock arrangements
He left the customers alone
But one night before the last song
About a quarter after three
He saw her standing at the coat check
And made his move on Mr. G

Mr G, Mr G
Mr G, Mr G

She was a nice piece of music
She had a rhythm all her own
He blew a solo like a blind man
She really dug his saxophone

She wanted more than just an encore
And he could play in every key
He left the stage and packed his alto
And took it home with Mr. G

Oh I heard the man knew 'the bird' like the bible
You know the man could blow an educated axe
He couldn't see that Mr. G was a woman
Who didn't need another lover
All she wanted was the sax

It took a while for him to notice
It took a while for him to see
He was never in control here
It was always Mr. G

Mr. G, Mr. G
Mr. G, Mr. G

Oh the man took a calculated gamble
Yes the man had the power to perform
But Mr. G was more than he knew how to handle
She didn't need him as a man
All she wanted was the horn

They say that Joe became a wimo
They say he always drinks alone
They say he stumbles like a blind man
They say he sold his saxophone

Even the band must face the music
That's what the moral is to me
The only time you hit the high note
Is when you play for Mr. G

mr_G
29-10-2006, 16:53:42
thank yoy thank you thank you muffin
but i own a dick so i am NOT a woman jesjes

devilmunchkin
29-10-2006, 22:00:39
that can be fixed ;)
j/k

that is so funny you called me a muffin
sometimes ppl like to call me devilmuffin

Immortal Wombat
29-10-2006, 22:49:59
A song for the manly Mr G


It was back in '32 when times were hard
He had a Colt .45 and a deck of cards
Mr G

He wore rat-drawn shoes and an old stetson hat
Had a '28 Ford, had payments on that
Mr G

His woman threw him out in the ice and snow
And told him, "Never ever come back no more"
Mr G

So he walked through the rain and he walked through the mud
Till he came to a place called The Bucket Of Blood
Mr G

He said "Mr Motherfucker, you know who I am"
The barkeeper said, "No, and I don't give a good goddamn"
To Mr G

He said, "Well bartender, it's plain to see
I'm that bad motherfucker called Mr G"
Mr. "Mr" G

Barkeep said, "Yeah, I've heard your name down the way
And I kick motherfucking asses like you every day"
Mr. "Mr" G

Well those were the last words that the barkeep said
'Cause G put four holes in his motherfucking head

Just then in came a broad called Nellie Brown
Was known to make more money than any bitch in town

She struts across the bar, hitching up her skirt
Over to Mr G, she starts to flirt
With Mr G

She saw the barkeep, said, "O God, he can't be dead!"
G said, "Well, just count the holes in the motherfucker's head"

She said, "You ain't look like you scored in quite a time.
Why not come to my pad? It won't cost you a dime"
Mr G

"But there's something I have to say before you begin
You'll have to be gone before my man Billy Dilly comes in,
Mr G"

"I'll stay here till Billy comes in, till time comes to pass
And furthermore I'll fuck Billy in his motherfucking ass"
Said Mr G

"I'm a bad motherfucker, don't you know
And I'll crawl over fifty good pussies just to get one fat boy's asshole"
Said Mr G

Just then Billy Dilly rolls in and he says, "You must be
That bad motherfucker called Mr G"
Mr G

"Yeah, I'm Mr G and you better get down on your knees
And suck my dick, because If you don't you're gonna be dead"
Said Mr G

Billy dropped down and slobbered on his head
And Mr G filled him full of lead

Oh yeah.

Mr. Bas
30-10-2006, 07:16:29
You walk into the room
With your pencil in your hand
You see somebody naked
And you say, "Who is that man?"
You try so hard
But you don't understand
Just what you'll say
When you get home

Because something is happening here
But you don't know what it is
Do you, Mr. G?

You raise up your head
And you ask, "Is this where it is?"
And somebody points to you and says
"It's his"
And you say, "What's mine?"
And somebody else says, "Where what is?"
And you say, "Oh my God
Am I here all alone?"

Because something is happening here
But you don't know what it is
Do you, Mr. G?

You hand in your ticket
And you go watch the geek
Who immediately walks up to you
When he hears you speak
And says, "How does it feel
To be such a freak?"
And you say, "Impossible"
As he hands you a bone

Because something is happening here
But you don't know what it is
Do you, Mr. G?

You have many contacts
Among the lumberjacks
To get you facts
When someone attacks your imagination
But nobody has any respect
Anyway they already expect you
To just give a check
To tax-deductible charity organizations

Because something is happening here
But you don't know what it is
Do you, Mr. G?

Well, the sword swallower, he comes up to you
And then he kneels
He crosses himself
And then he clicks his high heels
And without further notice
He asks you how it feels
And he says, "Here is your throat back
Thanks for the loan"

Because something is happening here
But you don't know what it is
Do you, Mr. G?

Now you see this one-eyed midget
Shouting the word "NOW"
And you say, "For what reason?"
And he says, "How?"
And you say, "What does this mean?"
And he screams back, "You're a cow
Give me some milk
Or else go home"

Because something is happening here
But you don't know what it is
Do you, Mr. G?

Well, you walk into the room
Like a camel and then you frown
You put your eyes in your pocket
And your nose on the ground
There ought to be a law
Against you comin' around
You should be made
To wear earphones

Because something is happening here
But you don't know what it is
Do you, Mr. G?

Greg W
30-10-2006, 09:19:33
I cant seem to face up to the facts
Im tense and nervous and I
Cant relax
I cant sleep cause my beds on fire
Dont touch me Im a real live wire

Psycho killer
Mesiter G
Fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa far better
Run run run run run run run away
Psycho killer
Mesiter G
Fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa far better
Run run run run run run run away

You start a conversation you cant even finish it.
Youre talkin a lot, but youre not sayin anything.
When I have nothing to say, my lips are sealed.
Say something once, why say it again?

Psycho killer,
Mesiter G
Fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa far better
Run run run run run run run away
Psycho killer
Mesiter G
Fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa far better
Run run run run run run run away

Psycho killer,
Mesiter G
Fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa far better
Run run run run run run run away
Psycho killer,
Mesiter G
Fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa far better
Run run run run run run run away

Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh....

mr_G
30-10-2006, 09:31:08
great song

Scabrous Birdseed
30-10-2006, 09:36:50
Call him Mr Raider call him Mr Wrong
Call him Mr G
Call him Mr Raider call him Mr wrong
Call him insane
He'd say, I know what I want
And I want it now
I want you 'cause I'm Mr G
I know what I want and I want it now
I want you 'cause I'm Mr G

Call me Raider call me Wrong
Call me insane call me Mr G
Call me what ya like
As long as you call me time and again
Feel the presence of the aura of the man
None to compare
Loveless dying
For a chance just to touch a hand
Or a moment to share
Can't deny the urge that makes them
Want to lose themselves to the debonair one
Hold me back the simple fact is
That I'm all that and I'm always near
One sexy can't perplex me now
You know who'raw
As if you didn't know before
I know what I want and I want it now
I want you then I want a little more

Call him Mr Raider call him Mr Wrong
Call him Mr G
Call him Mr Raider call him Mr wrong
Call him insane
He'd say, I know what I want
And I want it now
I want you 'cause I'm Mr G
I know what I want and I want it now
I want you 'cause I'm Mr G
Mr Wrong, Mr Wrong, Mr Raider, Wrong

Girls are all over the world
They hope and pray and die for men
Like me cause I'm the one
Begotten son that breaks the mould
Get a look at male epitome
Style has never seen
That makes you want to grab and hold
And squeeze real tight
Whose gonna be the one to save
You from yourself
When you wanna take a bite
Please oh baby please
You beg you want you say
You got to get some caught
Up in the charm that I laid on thick
And now there's nowhere
To run on the hook of my line
Yeah I keep many females
Longing for a chance to win my heart
Whit s.e.x and plenty

Call him Mr Raider call him Mr Wrong
Call him Mr G
Call him Mr Raider call him Mr wrong
Call him insane
He'd say, I know what I want
And I want it now
I want you 'cause I'm Mr G
I know what I want and I want it now
I want you 'cause I'm Mr G
Call him Mr Raider call him Mr Wrong
Call him Mr G
Call him Mr Raider call him Mr wrong
Call him insane
He'd say, I know what I want
And I want it now
I want you 'cause I'm Mr G
I know what I want and I want it now
I want you 'cause I'm Mr G
Call him Mr Raider call him Mr Wrong
Call him Mr G
Call him Mr Raider call him Mr wrong
Call him insane
He'd say, I know what I want
And I want it now
I want you 'cause I'm Mr G
I know what I want and I want it now
I want you 'cause I'm Mr G
I know what I want and I want it now
I want you 'cause I'm Mr G
I know what I want and I want it now
I want you 'cause I'm Mr G

MoSe
30-10-2006, 09:50:29
http://www.ladyjayes.com/water.html

so ironic in itself it doesn't need editing
just make the word "bridge" bold

:D

mr_G
30-10-2006, 09:54:16
one of my fav. songs - FACT!!!

MoSe
30-10-2006, 09:57:25
"why did you become an architect?"
"'twas all Simon's fault"

mr_G
30-10-2006, 09:58:59
I will tease your mind

C.G.B. Spender
30-10-2006, 10:59:31
I will mind the gap

Lurker
30-10-2006, 14:18:03
Spender, your song doesn't rhyme. I like songs that rhyme.

Venom
30-10-2006, 14:36:26
You also like the Orioles, so it's been well established that your taste sucks.

Lurker
30-10-2006, 15:25:34
My taste is impeccable. My judgment sucks, though.

Venom
30-10-2006, 15:42:33
You're in the right profession then.

Lurker
30-10-2006, 15:45:38
Hmm, so in that respect my judgment was good.

BTW, mr_G sucks even more than Spender's song.

mr_G
30-10-2006, 18:21:01
i doooooooo di dooooooooo

Drekkus
30-10-2006, 19:33:05
MrG, wie kent 'm niet
MrG, MrG, en natuurlijk zwarte pieter

mr_G
30-10-2006, 19:35:13
pepernoten pepernoten
taai taai taai taai taai

mr_G
30-10-2006, 19:38:29
Risin up
back on the street
did my time took my chances
went the distance now I'm back on my feet
just a G and his will to survive
so many times
it happens too fast
you trade your passion for glory
don't lose your grip on the dreams of the past
you must fight just to keep them alive

RedFred
30-10-2006, 20:22:56
All these songs are great, but you are covering old ground on account of the Beatles, who had an entire tribute album/movie:

The Magical MrG Tour

Venom
30-10-2006, 22:06:48
EYE OF THE TIGER GRANDMA!!!! EYE OF THE TIGER!

GOD DAMN SOMEONE IS GETTING PUNCHED IN THE FACE ON THE WAY HOME!!!!!!!!!!!

Lurker
30-10-2006, 22:14:24
Ooh, I hope it's me!

mr_G
31-10-2006, 07:48:27
me too

C.G.B. Spender
31-10-2006, 08:20:42
Yeah, punch that dutchman too!

Tizzy
31-10-2006, 09:31:59
Just punch everyone

C.G.B. Spender
31-10-2006, 09:32:28
Except me of course

mr_G
31-10-2006, 09:42:52
o/c you are sick

C.G.B. Spender
31-10-2006, 09:43:10
Inderdeed

MoSe
31-10-2006, 10:24:53
pneumaniac

C.G.B. Spender
31-10-2006, 10:30:34
cough cough