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MarkT
Automatic Static

Registered: Sep 2003
Location: Toronto
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(if someone can chop Tiesto's head onto a Blondie pic, it would be perfect)
I love myself I want Tiesto to love me
When I feel down I want Tiesto above me
I search myself I want Tiesto to find me
I forget myself I want Tiesto to remind me
I don’t want anybody else
When I think about Tiesto I touch myself
Ooh I don’t want anybody else oh no, oh no, oh no
Tiesto's the one who makes me come running
Tiesto's the sun who makes me shine
When Tiesto's around I’m always laughing
I want to make Tiesto mine
I close my eyes and see Tiesto before me
Think I would die if Tiesto were to ignore me
A fool could see just how much I adore Tiesto
I get down on my knees I do anything for Tiesto
I don’t want anybody else
When I think about Tiesto I touch myself
Ooh I don’t want anybody else
Oh no, oh no, oh no
I want Tiesto I don’t want anybody else
And when I think about Tiesto I touch myself
Ooh, ooh, oo, oo ahh
I don’t want anybody else
when I think about Tiesto, I touch myself
ooh I don’t want anybody else
Oh no, oh no, oh no

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May-09-2006 20:35
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RapidFire
Supreme tranceaddict

Registered: Feb 2005
Location: toronto
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In the time of chimpanzees Tiesto was a monkey
Butane in his veins and he's out to cut the junkie
With the plastic eyeballs, spray-paint the vegetables
Dog food skulls with the beefcake pantyhose
Kill the headlights and put it in neutral
Stock car flamin’ with tiesto and the cruise control
Tiesto's in reno with the vitamin d
Got a couple of couches, sleep on the love-seat
Someone came in sayin’ I’m insane to complain
About a shotgun wedding and a stain on his shirt
Don’t believe everything that you breathe
You get a parking violation and a maggot on your sleeve
So shave your face with some mace in the dark
Savin’ all your food stamps and burnin’ down the trailer park
Yo. cut it.
Soy un perdedor
I’m Tiesto baby, so why don’t you kill me?
(double barrel buckshot)
Soy un perdedor
I’m Tiesto baby, so why don’t you kill me?
Forces of evil on a bozo nightmare
Ban all the music with a phony gas chamber
’cuz Tiesto's got a weasel and the Tiesto's got a flag
Tiesto's on the pole, shove the other in a bag
With the rerun shows and the cocaine nose-job
The daytime crap of the folksinger slob
Tiesto hung himself with a guitar string
A slab of turkey-neck and it’s hangin’ from a pigeon wing
You can’t write if you can’t relate
Trade the cash for the beef for the body for the hate
And Tiesto's time is a piece of wax fallin’ on a termite
who's chokin’ on the splinters
Soy un perdedor
I’m Tiesto baby, so why don’t you kill me?
(get crazy with the cheese whiz)
Soy un perdedor
I’m Tiesto baby, so why don’t you kill me?
(drive-by body-pierce)
(yo bring it on down)
Soooooooyy....
?em llik uoy t'nod yhw os ,ybab resol a m'I rodedrep nu yoS
[You can hear hear it if you reverse it.]
(I’m a Tiesto, I’m a winner; things are gonna change I can feel it)
Soy un perdedor
I’m Tiesto baby, so why don’t you kill me?
(I can’t believe you)
Soy un perdedor
I’m Tiesto baby, so why don’t you kill me?
Soy un perdedor
I’m Tiesto baby, so why don’t you kill me?
(Sprechen Sie Deutsch hier, Baby!)
Soy un perdedor
I’m a loser baby, so why don’t you kill me?
(know what I’m sayin’? )
this one worked too well 
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May-09-2006 20:36
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placebo
501xx

Registered: Jun 2003
Location: Somewhere
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It's nine o'clock on a Saturday
The regular crowd shuffles in
There's an old man sitting next to me
Makin' love to his tonic and gin
He says, "Son, can you play me a memory?
I'm not really sure how it goes
But it's sad and it's sweet and I knew it complete
When I wore a younger man's clothes"
La la la, de de da
La la, de de da da da
Chorus:
Sing us a song, you're the Tiesto man
Sing us a song tonight
Well, we're all in the mood for a melody
And you've got us feelin' alright
Now Cor at the bar is a friend of mine
He gets me my drinks for free
And he's quick with a joke or to light up your smoke
But there's someplace that he'd rather be
He says, "Tiesto, I believe this is killing me."
As the smile ran away from his face
"Well I'm sure that I could be a movie star
If I could get out of this place"
Oh, la la la, de de da
La la, de de da da da
Now Paul is a real estate novelist
Who never had time for a wife
And he's talkin' with Davy who's still in the navy
And probably will be for life
And the waitress is practicing politics
As the businessmen slowly get stoned
Yes, they're sharing a drink they call loneliness
But it's better than drinkin' alone
Chorus
It's a pretty good crowd for a Saturday
And the manager gives me a smile
'Cause he knows that it's me they've been comin' to see
To forget about life for a while
And the Tiesto, it sounds like a carnival
And the microphone smells like a beer
And they sit at the bar and put bread in my jar
And say, "Man, what are you doin' here?"
Oh, la la la, de de da
La la, de de da da da
Chorus
___________________
"We did not choose to become robots. There was an accident in our studio. We were working on our sampler, and at exactly 9:09 a.m. on September 9, 1999, it exploded. When we regained consciousness, we discovered that we had become robots."
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May-09-2006 20:46
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kadomony
FRENCH EXPRESS

Registered: Jul 2004
Location: Philly
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A great Philosopher once wrote ...
Naughty Naughty
There's a guy in the place with a bittersweet face
And he goes by the name of Tiestor Goode
His friends call him Tiestor and he is the Main Geezer
And he'll vibe up the place like no other man could
He's refined, sublime, he makes you feel fine
Though very much maligned and misunderstood
But if you know Tiestor he's a real crowd pleaser
He's ever so good - he's Tiestor Goode
You can see that he's Mysterious, Mischievous and Devious
As he circulates amongst the people in the place
But once you know he's Fun, and something of a Genius
He gives a Grin that goes around from face to face to face
Backwards and then Forwards, forwards and then backwards
Tiestor is the geezer who loves to muscle in
That's about the time the crowd all shout the name of Tiestor
As he's kotcheled in the corner, laughing by the bass bin
Tiestor Goode Tiestor Goode
He's Tiestor Goode
Tiestor Goode Tiestor Goode
He's Tiestor Goode
Tiestor Goode Tiestor Goode
He's Tiestor Goode
Tiestor Goode Tiestor Goode
He's Tiestor Goode
He's Tiestor Goode
'Has anyone got any Vera's ?'
Ya Ha Ha Ha ..... Lovely
A Great Philospher once wrote...
Naughty Naughty, Very Naughty
Ha Ha Ha Ha
Tiestor Goode Leading Light of the Scene know what I mean ?
He created the Vibe -
He takes you for a Ride as if by Design
The Party ignites like it's comin Alive
He takes you to the Top, shakes you all around
Then back down - you know as he gets mellow
Then as smooth as the groove that's making you move
He glides into your Mind with a sunny 'Hello!'
A Gentleman of Leisure he's there for your Pleasure
But go easy on old Tiestor he's the love you could lose
Extraordinary fellow, like Mr Punchinello
He's the kind of geezer who must never be abused
So when you're in Town and Tiestor is around
You can sense a presence in the sound of the crowd
He gets them all at it - the party starts rocking - the people get excited
It's time to shout LOUD!
Tiestor Goode Tiestor Goode
He's Tiestor Goode
Tiestor Goode Tiestor Goode
He's Tiestor Goode
Tiestor Goode Tiestor Goode
He's Tiestor Goode
Tiestor Goode Tiestor Goode
He's Tiestor Goode
He's Tiestor Goode
He's Tiestor Goode
Got any Salmon-----sorted
Ya Ha Ha Ha
Ya Ha Ha Ha
Ya Ha Ha Ha
Tiestor Goode, Tiestor Goode, Tiestor Goode
Oh what a carry on
Tiestor Goode, Tiestor Goode, Tiestor Goode
Wicked
Tiestor Goode, Tiestor Goode, Tiestor Goode
He's Tiestor Goode
oh what a carry on
Wicked
___________________
www.misterfalconmusic.com
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May-10-2006 00:37
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Chris Crossland
Duke Silver

Registered: Jul 2003
Location: London
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Come here, baby. Tiesto I love you. Do it girl.
Female chorus: Tiesto, Tiesto
I'm in love with Tiesto.
She's my main thing.
She makes me feel alright.
She makes my heart sing.
Rick's chorus:
And when I'm feeling low,
She comes as no surprise.
Turns me on with her love.
Takes me to paradise.
Do you love me Tiesto?
Yeah. Whoa-oh-oh.
Do ya? Do ya? Do ya?
Now do you think you love me Tiesto.
Don't you play no games.
Female chorus.
I love her just the same.
I love her, Tiesto baby, just the same.
The woman plays no games.
Now, now, now.
I'm in love with Tiesto.
I'm not the only one.
If Tiesto wanna play around,
I let her have her fun.
She's not the kind of girl
that you can just tie down.
She likes to spread her love
and turn your head around.
Rick's chorus.
Female chorus.
Rick's chorus.
Yeahhhhh! Ooowoooo.
Oh baby. Oh baby. Hit me.
Whoah, Tiesto. Only love.
I love you, yeah. Whooo!
Something until we give it now, lovey-dove.
Uh-huh. Wow, baby!
Sing! La-du-da-da-du-da-dahh.
Sing! La-du-da-da-du-da-dahh.
Sing it for me baby.
Come Tiesto, Tiesto.
Sing it for me baby
___________________
Figure out what to do, then take a nap.
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May-10-2006 00:45
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