since I haven't seen this one yet, I figured I would make a thread about it.

How many of you have drinking songs. There was one chick that would hold parties pretty much everytime she could and well the group of us would at some point get into a song this one guy came up with a few years before. it seemed to be a tradition...so how about everyone else?

What we normally do is take a well known song, and change the lyrics.. which is handy because we're usually that drunk we can't remember the lyrics anyway.

here's one we made earlier - see if you recognise it.

Oh lord won't you buy me a gymkhana fence
My friends all have horses
I must have a fence..

And damnit, I forgot the rest.

i'm trying to remember the one we used to sing, so either when i get lyrics or i remember i'll post them

There's a bunch of songs my friend has written and recorded, all rude and offensive lyrics about his group of friends. I helped him write a couple and so I usually sing them.

Down at Fraggle Rock
Grab a Fraggle buy his cock
Swing him round your head
Until the fucker's dead

I particularly enjoy that one.

This is one of the things I like about Ren Fairs. In the pubs, they have musicians singing the old drinking songs from the British Isles.

What'll we do with a drunken sailor,
What'll we do with a drunken sailor,
What'll we do with a drunken sailor,
Earl-aye in the morning?

Chorus:
Way hay and up she rises
Patent blocks o' diff'rent sizes,
Way hay and up she rises
Earl-aye in the morning

1. Sling him in the long boat till he's sober,
2. Keep him there and make 'im bale 'er.
3. Pull out the plug and wet him all over,
4. Take 'im and shake 'im, try an' wake 'im.
5. Trice him up in a runnin' bowline.
6. Give 'im a taste of the bosun's rope-end.
7. Give 'im a dose of salt and water.
8. Stick on 'is back a mustard plaster.
9. Shave his belly with a rusty razor.
10. Send him up the crow's nest till he falls down,
11. Tie him to the taffrail when she's yardarm under,
12. Put him in the scuppers with a hose-pipe on him.
13. Soak 'im in oil till he sprouts flippers.
14. Put him in the guard room till he's sober.
15. Put him in bed with the captain's daughter*).
16. Take the Baby and call it Bo'sun.
17. Turn him over and drive him windward.
18. Put him in the scuffs until the horse bites on him.
19. Heave him by the leg and with a rung console him.
20. That's what we'll do with the drunken sailor.


I don't really have a drinking song, we just play nasty music and laugh loudly
(like dutch languaged volksmusic or Deutsche schläger music and sing along too)
No you don't want to hear it

Yep - we do. Well I do.. could you translate it though? my Dutch is very rusty.. well, non-existant really.

google these names for images, it will give you an idea of what I'm talking about (the bad quality I mean hahaha)
Andre Hazes
Frans Bauer


Other stuff (gabber like remixes of silly songs) > Apres Skihut...
Yes it is bad, very bad
So bad it becomes funny ;-)

I googled Andre Hazes and this is what it came up with.... I have no idea what it means.. Did I say a rude word?


Ik heb het goed gedaan, maar ook zo fout gedaan.
Als ik terug kijk in de tijd.
Een lach met tranen, zo voel ik mij vandaag.
Geproefd van het leven, zoveel vrienden ongekend.

Met bloed zweet en tranen, zei ik, rot hier nu maar op.
Met bloed zweet en tranen,
zei ik vrienden, dag vrienden, de koek is op.

ik heb geluk gekend maar ook verdriet gekend,
hoe vaak stootte ik m'n kop.
Maar toch ik ben tevreden met alles wat ik heb,
als je roem voorbij is moet je kijken wie je nog kent.

Refrein

Ik heb het echt gezien,
nee ik heb geen trek.
Ik blijf niet gek dat ik iemand straks nog mis
Ik blijf echt alleen,
jah echt alleen.
Geen gezeur meer aan m'n kop, och rot nu maar op

the images are much better!!
lol


if I google andre hazes these are the first 2 images I get:

as you can see he drank himself to death basically...
his songs are mostly about how bad life is, wife leaving, problems, writing to a dead mother, abandoned children, making wrong decisions ...
people here eat it up, it's called "smartlappen" (songs of hurt)
they are so bad that you just HAVE to drink to be able to hear them ;-)
hehe

Oh my lord! he looks like The Undertaker from WWE!

I'm noticing the cultural divide here too.... the English sing songs about drinking and...shagging.. and being face down in a gutter.. or football. I'm afraid if I go to Holland now, and get drunk, I would need to throw myself in the tulips and beat myself with a clog!

LOL



Ik heb het goed gedaan, maar ook zo fout gedaan.
I've done right, but I've also done wrong
Als ik terug kijk in de tijd.
If I look back in time
Een lach met tranen, zo voel ik mij vandaag.
A smile with tears, this is how I feel today
Geproefd van het leven, zoveel vrienden ongekend.
Tasted of life, some many friends not known

Met bloed zweet en tranen, zei ik, rot hier nu maar op.
With blood, sweat and tears, I said, get the hell out of here
Met bloed zweet en tranen,
With blood sweat and tears
zei ik vrienden, dag vrienden, de koek is op.
I said friends, byebye friends, the pie is eaten

ik heb geluk gekend maar ook verdriet gekend,
I've known happiness but also sorrow
hoe vaak stootte ik m'n kop.
How many times did I hit my head
Maar toch ik ben tevreden met alles wat ik heb,
But still I am satisfied with all I have
als je roem voorbij is moet je kijken wie je nog kent.
When your fame is over you'll have to see who still knows you

Refrein
Chorus

Ik heb het echt gezien,
I've really seen it/I've really had it
nee ik heb geen trek.
No I don't want to
Ik blijf niet gek dat ik iemand straks nog mis
I won't stay crazy and miss someone
Ik blijf echt alleen,
I will stay alone
jah echt alleen.
Yes really alone
Geen gezeur meer aan m'n kop, och rot nu maar op
No more whining on my head, just get the hell out of here

I'm finding ' the pie is eaten' quite amusing

I have a CD with this song on it.

sorry, i made a mistake...it was something a buddy taught us, not made up himself, but here it is...

Three German Soldiers

Note: Sung to the tune of "When Johnny comes marching home"

Three German soldiers crossed the line taboo taboo
Three German soldiers crossed the line taboo Fuck you, you too
Three German soldiers crossed the line they raped the women and drank the wine and they all said zeig heil tickle my ass taboo

They came upon a way side inn taboo taboo
They came upon a way side inn taboo Fuck you, you too
They came upon a way side inn the door was locked so they kicked it in and they all said zeig heil tickle my ass taboo

The inn keeper had a daughter fair taboo taboo
The inn keeper had a daughter fair taboo Fuck you, you too
The inn keeper had a daughter fair With long blond hair And Tits to There and they all said zeig heil tickle my ass taboo

They tied her to a feather bed taboo taboo
They tied her to a feather bed taboo Fuck you, you too
They tied her to a feather bed and fucked till she was almost dead and they all said zeig heil tickle my ass taboo

The inn keeper was so ashamed taboo taboo
The inn keeper was so ashamed taboo Fuck you, you too
The inn keeper was so ashamed he fucked her back to life again and they all said zeig heil tickle my ass taboo

The inn keeper had a trusty gun taboo taboo
The inn keeper had a trusty gun taboo Fuck you, you too
The inn keeper had a trusty gun he shot the fuckers one by one and they all said zeig heil tickle my ass taboo

Three German soldiers marched to hell taboo taboo
Three German soldiers marched to hell taboo Fuck you, you too
Three German soldiers marched to hell they fuck the devil and his wife as well and they all said zeig heil tickle my ass taboo

The moral of the story is taboo taboo
The moral of the story is taboo Fuck you, you too
The moral of the story is you never fuck in a feather bed and they all said zeig heil tickle my ass taboo

The moral of the moral is taboo taboo
The moral of the moral is taboo Fuck you, you too
The moral of the moral is you always fuck in a water bed and they all said zeig heil tickle my as taboo

The Germans thought they won the war taboo taboo
The Germans thought they won the war taboo Fuck you, you too
The Germans thought they won the war the newfies won it the day before and they all said zeig heil tickle my ass taboo!

And they all said zeig heill tickle my ass taboo.

LOL thats fucking funny love. oh to see you guys doin that number hahaha

Tickle my ass? HAHA!! that's class, and I am going to use it!

You've seen em do it? HAHA!! get it on tape next time!

a friend i once made a song up about fleas when we were drunk once..not sure why..