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Fansong
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Rock
Fansong est sorti le 25 septembre 2007 par Williams Street Records dans le cadre de l'album The Dethalbum
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Date de sortie25 septembre 2007
LabelWilliams Street Records
Qualité mélodique
Acoustique
Valence
Dansabilité
Énergie
BPM103

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Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Metalocalypse: Dethklok
Metalocalypse: Dethklok
Interprète
Brendon Small
Brendon Small
Guitare
Gene Hoglan
Gene Hoglan
Batterie
Tommy Blacha
Tommy Blacha
Narration
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Brendon Small
Brendon Small
Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Brendon Small
Brendon Small
Production
Genevieve Morris
Genevieve Morris
Production
Raidar
Raidar
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Ulrich Wild
Ulrich Wild
Production
Mike Gerlach
Mike Gerlach
Assistance d’ingénierie
Tom Baker
Tom Baker
Ingénierie de mastérisation

Paroles

[Verse 1]
You people out there give us more than just record sales
You give us something to hate
And we hate you, you brainless mutants
[Verse 2]
You hunched and blinded mutants
Living in chat rooms
You masturbate on the sheets
Your mothers clean for you
[Verse 3]
You have lined my pockets
Overflowed with gold
You're living with your parents
And you're 35 years old
[Verse 4]
You're a bunch of banks
That I'd like to rob
You're my online cash transaction
You're my future stocks
[Verse 5]
Transfer you like money
To a Swiss account
Spend you on an impulse buy
And zero you all out
[Verse 6]
Hate, hate, hate, hate
Hate, hate, hate, hate
Hate, hate, hate, hate
Hate, hate, hate, hate
[Verse 7]
You sad and putrid losers
Complaining on the couch
Think you're fucking better than us?
You can't leave your house
[Verse 8]
Deluded little maggots
Fold your arms and frown
Go to work and make me money
Before I put you down
[Verse 9]
You're a bunch of banks
That I'd like to rob
You're my online cash transaction
You're my future stock
[Verse 10]
Transfer you like money
To a Swiss account
Spend you on an impulse buy
And zero you all out
[Verse 11]
Hate, hate, hate, hate
Hate, hate, hate, hate
Hate, hate, hate, hate
Hate, hate, hate, hate
[Verse 12]
I would like to get some sleep
But you keep buying all our things
My overhead is way too deep
For us to not make all these things
[Verse 13]
It's way too cynical, you see?
Hating what's supporting me
I am not you, I thank the gods
And if I were, I'd die like dogs
[Verse 14]
Die, die, die, die, die
Die, die, die, die, die
Die, die, die, die, die
Die, die, die, die, die
Die, die, die, die, die
Die, die, die, die, die
Die!
[Verse 15]
You're a bunch of banks
That I'd like to rob
You're my online cash transaction
You're my future stocks
[Verse 16]
Transfer you like money
To a Swiss account
Spend you on an impulse buy
And zero you all out
[Verse 17]
You're a credit card
That I will defile
Every time I max you out
I get a thousand miles
[Verse 18]
You're a brand new car
That I do not need
Wrap it round a telephone pole
Shrug it off and leave
[Verse 19]
Just follow me... down the elevator
Through the gates... down the stairs...
Just keep on walking... through the hallway...
[Verse 20]
Now open the door...
Written by: Brendon Small
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