Bloodhound Gang is a Collegeville, Pennsylvania-based American band, beginning as a rap group but gradually changing its genre throughout the years. Their songs typically have humorous and off-beat, satirical lyrics that often deal with sexual subjects and contain many puns and innuendos. They are best known for their hit singles "Fire Water I've had a lotta time, had a lotta time. You've had a lotta dick, Chasey. But you ain't had mine. Dear Chasey Lain, I wrote to constrain. This letter is my last. As your biggest fan, I must demand. You let me eat your ass. You've had a lotta dick, had a lotta dick. I've had a lotta time, had a lotta time. And then along comes Mary (Mary Mary) Then along comes Mary (Mary Mary) And does she want to set them free and. Let them see reality. From where she got her name. And will they struggle much. when told that such a tender touch of hers. Will make them not the same. When we met I was sure out to lunch. Now my empty cup tastes as sweet as the 1. Music videos. 15. EPs. 2. Singles. 15. The discography of American rock group Bloodhound Gang consists of five studio albums, two compilation albums, one video album, two extended plays, 15 singles and 15 music videos . So this is my Metal Version Cover of 'Along Comes Mary'.But it's not great, i only added new guitar riffs and change the drums. Equipment:Jackson Warrior (Up 🥁Kit: Mapex MarsSnare: Odery 14” х 5”Pedal: Pearl EliminatorSynthetic pillow in bass drum :)🥁Cymbals:Ride - 20'' Sabian AAX OmniCrash - 18'' Zildjian K Cus . Every time I think that I'm the only one who's lonely Someone calls on me And every now and then I spend my time in rhyme and verse And curse those faults in me And then along comes Mary Then along comes Mary And does she want to give me kicks, and be my steady chick And give me pick of memories Or maybe rather gather tales of all the fails and tribulations No one ever sees When we met I was sure out to lunch Now my empty cup tastes as sweet as the punch Sweet as the punch When vague desire is the fire in the eyes of chicks Whose sickness is the games they play And when the masquerade is played and neighbor folks make jokes As who is most to blame today And then along comes Mary Then along comes Mary And does she want to set them free, and let them see reality >From where she got her name And will they struggle much when told that such a tender touch as hers Will make them not the same When we met I was sure out to lunch Now my empty cup tastes as sweet as the punch Sweet as the punch And when the morning of the warning's passed, the gassed And flaccid kids are flung across the stars The psychodramas and the traumas gone The songs are left unsung and hung upon the scars And then along comes Mary Then along comes Mary And does she want to see the stains, the dead remains of all the pains She left the night before Or will their waking eyes reflect the lies, and make them Realize their urgent cry for sight no more When we met I was sure out to lunch Now my empty cup tastes as sweet as the punch Sweet as the punch Songwriters: TANDYN ALMER ·The Bad Touch ·Fire Water Burn ·The Ballad Of Chasey Lain ·I Hope You Die ·Rang Dang ·Just Lose It ·Coo Coo Ca Choo ·Think Outside The Box ·We Bring The Party To You ·Screwing You On The Beach At Night Every time I think that I'm The only one who's lonely someone Calls on me And every now and then I spend My time at rhyme and verse and curse those Faults in me And then along comes Mary Mary, Mary Then along comes Mary Mary, Mary And does she want to give me kicks And be my steady chick and give me pick Of memories? Or maybe rather gather tales from all the Fails and tribulations no one Ever sees? When we met I was sure out to lunch Now my empty cup tastes as sweet as the punch Sweet as the punch When vague desire is the fire in The eyes of chicks whose sickness is the Games they play And when the masquerade is played and neighbor Folks make jokes as who is most to Blame today And then along comes Mary Mary, Mary Then along comes Mary Mary, Mary And does she want to set them free And let them see reality from where she Got her name? And will they struggle much when told that such A tender touch of hers will make them Not the same? When we met I was sure out to lunch Now my empty cup tastes as sweet as the punch Sweet as the punch And when the morning of the warning's passed The gassed and flaccid kids are flung Across the stars The psychodramas and the traumas gone The songs are left unsung and hung Upon the scars And then along comes Mary Mary, Mary Then along comes Mary Mary, Mary And does she want to see the stains the Dead remains of all the pains she left the Night before? Or will their wakin' eyes reflect the lies And make them realize their urgent cry for Sight no more? When we met I was sure out to lunch Now my empty cup tastes as sweet as the punch Sweet as the punch When we met I was sure out to lunch Now my empty cup tastes as sweet as the punch When we met I was sure out to lunch Now my empty cup tastes as sweet as the punch When we met I was sure out to lunch Now my empty cup tastes as sweet as the punch When we met I was sure out to lunch Now my empty cup tastes as sweet as the punch When we met I was sure out to lunch Now my empty cup tastes as sweet as the punch When we met I was sure out to lunch Now my empty cup tastes as sweet as the punch Sweet as the punch Edit the album Report an error Punk-Rock The Bloodhound Gang lista zespołów Punk-Rock The Bloodhound Gang Along Comes Mary Dodaj teksty piosenek do albumu dodaj artykuł Add an audio file brak oceny Band Name The Bloodhound Gang Album Name Along Comes Mary Type Single Data wpisu 1999 Wydawcy Geffen Styl muzycznyPunk-Rock Zarejestrowanych posiada ten album0 Tracklist1. Along Comes Mary2. I Wish I Was a Queer So I Could Get Chicks (The New-York CGBG's Punk Rock Version)3. I Wish I Was a Queer So I Could Get Chicks (The Las Vegas Holiday Inn Lounge Version)4. Fire Water Burn5. Along Comes Mary and Fire Water Burn (Videos) Buy this album $ $ €66,80 2,90 € £ $ 13,49 € 13,49 € The Bloodhound Gang Dowiedz się więcej Tłumaczenie: Za każdym razem, gdy myślę, że jestem jedynym samotnym, ktoś odwiedza mnie Od czasu do czasu spędzam czas na rymowaniu zwrotek wyklinających wady, które są we mnie I nadchodzi Mary I nadchodzi Mary I czy chce mnie motywować, być ze mną na stałe i dać mi kilka wspomnień? A może jednak chce zbierać dla mnie opowieści ze wszystkich porażek i udręk, jakich nie widział nikt? Gdy się spotkaliśmy, byłem gotowy na lunch A teraz mój pusty kubek smakuje słodko jak poncz Gdy wątpliwe pożądanie jest ogniem w oczach dziewczyn chorych od intryg I gdy odbywa się ta maskarada, wtedy ludzie z sąsiedztwa robią sobie żarty z tego, kto najbardziej zawinił I nadchodzi Mary I nadchodzi Mary Czy ona chce ich uwolnić i pozwolić im zobaczyć prawdę o tym, skąd wzięło się jej imię? Czy będą się opierać, gdy powie się im, że jej czuły dotyk ich odmieni? Gdy się spotkaliśmy, byłem gotowy na lunch A teraz mój pusty kubek smakuje słodko jak poncz A nad ranem, gdy zagrożenie minęło, nabuzowane i słabe dzieciaki latają pomiędzy gwiazdami Dramaty psychiczne i lęki odeszły, wszystkie piosenki już wyśpiewane powiesiły się nad bliznami I nadchodzi Mary I nadchodzi Mary Czy chce zobaczyć plamy, martwe resztki, ból, który zostawiła poprzedniej nocy? Czy ich otwierające się oczy odrzucą kłamstwa i pozwolą im dostrzec wołanie o pilne spotkanie? Gdy się spotkaliśmy, byłem gotowy na lunch A teraz mój pusty kubek smakuje słodko jak poncz Słodko jak poncz Tekst piosenki: Every time I think that I'm the only one who's lonely Someone calls on me And every now and then I spend my time at rhyme and verse And curse those faults in me And then along comes Mary And does she want to give me kicks and be my steady chick And give me pick of memories Or maybe rather gather tales from all the fails and tribulations No one ever sees When we met I was sure out to lunch Now my empty cup tastes as sweet as the punch When vague desire is the fire In the eyes of chicks whose sickness Is the games they play And when the masquerade is played The neighbor folks make jokes At who is most to blame today And then along comes Mary And does she want to set them free and Let them see reality From where she got her name And will they struggle much when told that such a tender touch of hers Will make them not the same When we met I was sure out to lunch Now my empty cup tastes as sweet as the punch And when the morning of the warning's passed The gassed and flaccid kids Are flung across the stars The psychodramas and the traumas gone The songs have all been sung And hung upon the scars And then along comes Mary And does she want to see the stains, The dead remains of all the pain She left the night before Or will their waking eyes reflect the lies And make them realize Their urgent cry for sight no more When we met I was sure out to lunch Now my empty cup tastes as sweet as the punch Sweet as the punch Sweet as the punch Sweet as the punch Sweet as the punch Everytime, I think that I'm the only one who's lonely, someone calls on me. And every now and then I spend my time at rhime and verse and curse the spots in me (ref.) And then along comes Mary (Mary, Mary) Then along comes Mary (Mary, Mary) And does she wanna give me kicks, Be my saled chicken, Beat me with your memories (memories...memories) Or maybe rather, gather test from the pilthy shit relations, no one ever see's (ever see's...ever see's) When we met, I was sure out of lunch Now I'm t-cup, taste as sweet as the punch Sweet as the punch When the desire is the fire in the eyes of chicks of who's sickness is the games they play And when the maskerate is played the neightbourfolks make jokes of who is most to blame today (ref.) And then along comes Mary (Mary, Mary) Then along comes Mary (mary, Mary) And does she want a seperate room and went of seek real And equal cause she got her name (got her name...got her name) And will be struggle, mucher total sucktion, tango toucher, First we'll make him out of sane (out of sane...out of sane) When we met, I was sure out of lunch Now I'm t-cup, taste as sweet as the punch Sweet as the punch And when the morning of the warnings past the guests, And placed the kids upon a cross, the stars The psycho dramas and the traumas Gone in songs are left in songs and hang up on the stars (ref.) And then along comes Mary (Mary, Mary) Then along comes Mary (mary, Mary) And does she wanna, single states with Debra means then hold up the bitch she was the night before (the night before...the night before) Will there wake an I of look-a-likes, made of bio-likes, occupied or side no more (side no more...side no more) When we met, I was sure out of lunch Now I'm t-cup, taste as sweet as the punch Sweet as the punch

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