Pls make me a song
Make a song pls
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The wagie works works works all day long
He doesn't even the time to write a song
His mind slowly going numb numb oh so numb
He keeps wondering where did he go wrong
The wagie works works works all day long
He doesn't even have the time to write a song
He's no longer looking young young young
Where did the time go he forgot to have fun
OHHHH
THE WAGIE WORKS WORKS WORKS ALL DAY LONG
HE'S SO STUPID HE CAN'T EVEN WRITE A SONG
YEEEAAAH
THE WAGIE IS A STUPID FUCKING MONG
ON THE DAY OF THE UPRISING HE'LL BE HUNG
ok, first lets take a clip of Manson talking about how much of a bigshot he is
GUCCl GANG GUCCl GANG GUCCl GANG GUCCl GANG
Day in and day out I scroll past a sea of lonely faces
People baiting for yous from so many different places
Its all the same tired crap in the end
"It would all be so different if I had a girlfriend
And If I wasnt insecure and had things to do
Besides sit around and smile at every single apu
She would make me healthy tendies
And only snack on plan bs
Live for my enjoyment
And not mind my unemployment"
What else does it mean to be a robot?
Being a burnt out loser smoking pot?
Or a pseud who values smarts?
An obese landwhale who enjoys the smell of their own farts?
All these things seem to fit the bill.
But here, my friend, lies the true red pill.
This place thrives on failure and loneliness
I can only wish someone had told me this
That being here makes you hate the people around you
You either feel better than them or bad because theyre just like you
We all get lonely though
If theres one thing I know
I hate niggers
Yes I do
All those niggers
Smell like poo
Jesus fucking christ dude thats awesome
He starts the John Deer and turns on the grateful dead
He combed over his hair over the bald spot on the top his head
He opens a monster with a crack
Takes a long sip and never looks back
Its 8 AM but that doesn't stop him
As he remembers his youth when he was slim
He canters across the lawn.
two to the one to the one to the three
look at my dick i think im gonna pre
three to the one to the one two the two yabbadaba doo im gonna nut in you
I see a good thread and I want it to be BRAAAP
No good threads anymore I want them to turn BRAAAP
Jew nigger jew nigger
Nigger jew nigger jew
Cock aids slice aids slice cock aids
Fucky fucky poz load nigjew fag aids
>t. Bonald Blump, Germany c. 1945
nice dubs m8t
Thats amazing man thanks for that
i do for my hood r9k
Okay I'm a bit late to the proverbial party but here's my take
my guy im te jazz guy we gotta colab my nibba
Ok here is song I made user
>vocaroo.com
That could be fun, yours was good. You got a soundcloud?
To holy hell, chime the bell, all our morals have just fell
Please awake, today we break the souls of who we always taked
To heavenly light, for all that is right, fight for your people with all your might
To holy hell, chime the bell, for tonight we fight
>Hoped you liked it, OP!
I like this, made a song for it because I like medieval type shit. I wish vocaroo didn't fuck audio quality
I love it so much thanks guys keep up the good work.
Holy fuck, it's either you used auto tune or your singing voice is lovely. Thank you mate!
Haha, I don't have the technical knowhow or tools for voice manipulation, I basically just copied the way various english singers sing and went with that. Thanks for the kind words :)
Thanks guys.
Keep going BUT POST THE WORDS PLEASE
>MFW I take out my trumpet to match your skills and all the valves are stuck beyond belief
I have no oil.
I ain't no buglefag, friend
Stop making me want to buy a saxophone holy shit
Bloody good this is
You were only going to waste that money on alcohol, food and video games user...
Living the neet life without any bux means I have very little money to spend on shit, I musn't waste it, and I'm a lazy fuck so it'll probably just sit unused
Although I have been listening to weird jazz music non-stop recently
I downloaded the "Lonely Jow Forums" Takes you guys did. HOLY FUCKING SHIT THATS AWESOME
Song made specifically for you OP
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Thanks user, much appreciated (I'm the trumpet guy)
Thanks man lol
Hey should i hang myself? Its my b day and everyone i know is dead or wants me to die
Thank you so much guys i love this stuff q0w7582027r71dbe
>it's my bday
OP why didn't you say so? Have an impromptu bday song
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Thanks man this cures my crippling depression
i rarely sing tho so... it's mostly instrumental shit
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>soundcloud.com
>i rarely sing tho so... it's mostly instrumental shit
Nice, is there a way to download?
1-2
i love my poo
3-4
all over the floor
5-6
I'm shitting bricks
7-8
my tendies are late
9-10
gib tendies fren
I'm the guy you're replying to, you have a style unlike any other I've heard, this is good. I like the experimental stuff too. Followed.
yeah i have downloads enabled so like go to the 'more' tab i think idk man i thought i enabled downloads. idk
You need to use that trumpet more often, user. It's really good, like a Robot Milk Hotel.
Based Aussie.
thanks man i'll follow u back
Gonna light up your wagie bar
And fuck your wagie bitch
A tendie slave for most of us
Alpha male neets
Lol thats funny shit mang188349174920q
the walls ain't straight
when i look, they undulate
they bend around my gaze
water tension bending haze
water suckling my fingertips
child nursing apple pips
i try to trace the line
water burning through silent time
overwhelming. i'm drowning
spider thread split, climbing
"loving" people hold tight
thread splits. no more light.
Don't enter the door, just ignore.
I cannot bare someone near me again, you dont' want to see the demons under the skin.
The tales you'd hear aren't ment to be told twice, even warriors would rush in flight.
I already feel ill from taking the last pill. Feeling naked in a cage of bars, leered and accused as a monster which they themselves are.
Don't enter the door, just ignore.
Take the sword when it's handed to you, the time is near, fight for the future we'd choose and lift your wounded mates with cheer. But leave me be. I'd be your guide, though my eyes are gone. I sense a spindle when you gaze a dawn.