Friday, November 4, 2005

i'm it

i've been tagged so i must do what needs to be done.

Total Volume of Music on My Computer: not much, that's for sure. i'm old fashioned - i listen to cd's.


Last CD I bought was: this is really awful. i can't remember. i can't. it's been tooooooo long.


5 songs you listen to a lot, or mean a lot to you:
1. #41 by dmb. if you didn't see that one coming, you don't know me at all. i still piss in my pants every time i hear it.


2. wish you were here by pink floyd. i've got a painting on my wall with the title: can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail? my dad made it. i rest my case


3. ace in the hole. because it's sexy and funky


4. rock you body by justin timberlake. strangely enough. my culture & change management professor plays it before class.


5. het land van by lange frans & baas b. mkay. there is no way to escape this song because it's all that is played on the radio these days. it's a dutch rap (contradiction in terms) and it's a bit too pattriotic to my taste. see what you can make of it (kroketten and frikadellen are really gross meat snacks)

i am from the country of pim fortuyn and volkert van de g.
the country of theo van gogh and mohammed b
come from the country of kroketten, frikadellen
which you can order until the spanish cost
come from the country where air max will never be out of style
where they put you down the moment you start making it big
come from the country of red white blue and the golden lion
plunder the world call it the golden century
i'm from the country of weed plantations and bike-four-days
the country where you can ask a junkie for a bike
the country that was champion in '88
the country of biting haring, dikes and canals
i'm from the country, the country of tall fransie
this is the country where i come home after vacation


i'm from the country where i was born in 1982
where i lost my guilders to the euro
the country that joined the war in iraq
because uncle bush has balkenende in his pocket
the country of being cheap a round is too much
the country of riots between ajax and feyenoord
but when orange plays we're all a big family
the country of johan cruijf and abe lenstra
the legion won't leave the lion hanging
the country where we hope for better weather each day
i don't trust that piet paulusma for a cent anymore
the country that is free since '45
the country where i'll stay, i love it here
honestly


i'm from the country that you can drive through in three hours
with a different dialect every ten minutes
i'm from the country where on paper there is a place for everyone
and xtc is export number one
i'm from the country where in 100 years andre hazes still rules every bar
i'm from the country where peter gert-jan raymond and junte
frans bart and ali run the game
come from the country where hiphop is a 30 year old child
and you can decide for yourself how phat that is
the country where prostitution and smoking weed are allowed
the country of sinterklaas and queen's day
this is the country where i lost, been cheated on
come from the country where i was born and raised.


come from the country with the most culture per square meter
but people are afraid to eat at their neighbors'
and integration is a magnificent word
but shit is freaking bitter when nobody hears it
i share my country with turks and maroccans, antilians, moluks and surinams
the country where we all hold down stuff too much
and are globally represented by harry potter
the country where 'apartheid', internationally
is the most known word of the dutch language
come from the country that is ticking like a time bomb
the country that eats at six and is always on time
this is the country where i will prevail until the end
until you will sing along at the arena lines
and until then i will shine i sold my heart
this is for the netherlands, boss b tall frans

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