Which way do australians spin when too drunk?

[The Antipop]

spinning right now

sadly can't remrmber which way

 

[chips]

dear god everything spun last night
bon fire in the bush with mates+alcohol...

 

[d8g3jdh]

I find that not so much the room spins as it justs sort of starts rotating in all directions, sorta like my eyes are a telescope and some kid is moving me around really fast. Except I'm not moving, the room is, that's just what I see. Weird.

Oh, and here it's not illegal if you're in your own house with parental permission, so no worries mate!

 

[Eric Cameron]

More singing!!

You can't touch this
You can’t touch this
You can't touch this (oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
You can’t touch this (oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
you can't touch this

My, my, my, my music hits me so hard
Makes me say oh my Lord
Thank you for blessing me
With a mind to rhyme and two hyped feet
Feels good when you know you're down
A super dope homeboy from the Oaktown
And I'm known as such
And this is a beat uh you can't touch

(Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
I told you homeboy, you can't touch this
(Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
you can't touch this
(Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
Look in my eyes man, you can't touch this
(Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
You know let me bust the funky lyrics, you can’t touch this

Fresh new kicks and pants
You got it like that now you know you wanna dance
So move out of your seat
And get a fly girl and catch this beat
While it's rollin' hold on
Pump a little bit and let me know it's going on
Like that, like that
Cold on a mission so fall on back
Let 'em know that you're too much
And this is a beat uh you can't touch

(Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
Yo I told you, you can't touch this
(Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
Why you standing there man, you can't touch this
(Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
Yo sound the bell school is in sucker, you can't touch this

Give me a song or rhythm
Making 'em sweat that's what I'm giving 'em
Now they know
You talk about the Hammer when you’re talking ‘bout a show
That's hyped and tight
Singers are sweatin' so pass them a wipe
Or a tape to learn
What it's gonna take in the 90's to burn
The charts legit
Either work hard or you might as well quit

(Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
That's word because you know
You can't touch this (oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
You can't touch this (oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
Break it down!
(Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
(Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
Stop! Hammer time!

Go with the flow it is said
If you can't move to this then you probably are dead
So wave your hands in the air
Bust a few moves run your fingers through your hair
This is it for a winner
Dance to this and you're gonna get thinner
Now move slide your rump
Just for a minute let's all do the bump

(Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
Bump bump bump yeah, you can't touch this
(Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
Look man, you can't touch this
(Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
You'll probably get hyped boy 'cause you know you can't, you can't touch this
(Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
Ring the bell school's back in, break it down!
(Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
(Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
Stop! Hammer time!
(Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
(Oh-oh oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
(Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
(Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh) you can't touch this
(Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh) you can't touch this
(Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh) you can't touch this
(Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh) break it down!
(Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
(Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
Stop! Hammer time!

Every time you see me, that Hammer's just so hype
I'm dope on the floor and I'm magic on the mic
Now why would I ever stop doing this
With others makin' records that just don’t hit
I toured around the world from London to The Bay
It's Hammer go Hammer MC Hammer Yo Hammer and the rest can go and play

You can't touch this (oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
You can't touch this (oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
You can't touch this (oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
Yeah, you can't touch this
I told you, you can't touch this (Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
Too hype can't touch this
Get me outta here, you can't touch this
(Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)



Rock on
Eric

 

[KSDbass]

Eric you are the only man in existance that has made me hug my computer monitor...

 

[Eric Cameron]

Eric you are the only man in existance that has made me hug my computer monitor...

Damn straight:

Yo VIP let's kick it

Ice ice baby
Ice ice baby
All right stop collaborate and listen
Ice is back with my brand new invention
Something grabs a hold of me tightly
Flow like a harpoon daily and nightly
Will it ever stop yo I don't know
Turn off the lights and I'll glow
To the extreme I rock a mic like a vandal
Light up a stage and wax a chump like a candle
Dance go rush to the speaker that booms
I'm killing your brain like a poisonous mushroom
Deadly when I play a dope melody
Anything less than the best is a felony
Love it or leave it you better gain weight
You better hit bull's eye the kid don't play
If there was a problem yo I'll solve it
Check out the hook while my DJ revolves it

Ice ice baby vanilla
Ice ice baby vanilla
Ice ice baby vanilla
Ice ice baby

Now that the party is jumping
With the bass kicked in and the vegas are pumpin'
Quick to the point to the point no faking
I'm cooking MC's like a pound of bacon
Burning them if you ain't quick and nimble
I go crazy when I hear a cymbal
And a hi-hat with a souped up tempo
I'm on a roll and it's time to go solo
Rollin' in my 5.0
With my rag-top down so my hair can blow
The girlies on standby waving just to say hi
Did you stop no I just drove by
Kept on pursuing to the next stop
I busted a left and I'm heading to the next block
The block was dead
Yo so I continued to A1A Beachfront Avenue
Girls were hot wearing less than bikinis
Rockman lovers driving Lamborghinis
Jealous 'cause I'm out getting mine
Shay with a guage and Vanilla with a nine
Reading for the chumps on the wall
The chumps acting ill because they're so full of eight balls
Gunshots rang out like a bell
I grabbed my nine all I heard were shells
Falling on the concrete real fast
Jumped in my car slammed on the gas
Bumpet to bumper the avenue's packed
I'm trying to get away before the jackers jack
Police on the scene you know what I mean
They passed me up confronted all the dope fiends
If there was a problem yo I'll solve it
Check out the hook while my DJ revolves it

Ice ice baby vanilla
Ice ice baby vanilla
Ice ice baby vanilla
Ice ice baby

Take heed 'cause I'm a lyrical poet
Miami's on the scene just in case you didn't know it
My town that created all the bass sound
Enough to shake and kick holes in the ground
'Cause my style's like a chemical spill
Feasible rhymes that you can vision and feel
Conducted and formed
This is a hell of a concept
We make it hype and you want to step with this
Shay plays on the fade slice like a ninja
Cut like a razor blade so fast other DJs say damn
If my rhyme was a drug I'd sell it by the gram
Keep my composure when it's time to get loose
Magnetized by the mic while I kick my juice
If there was a problem yo I'll solve it
Check out the hook while Shay revolves it

Ice ice baby vanilla
Ice ice baby (oh-oh) vanilla
Ice ice baby vanilla
Ice ice baby vanilla ice
Yo man let's get out of here
Word to your mother
Ice ice baby too cold
Ice ice baby too cold too cold
Ice ice baby too cold too cold
Ice ice baby

Rock on
Eric

 

[chips]

dude, you have a lot of time on your hands dont you?

 

[Eric Cameron]

dude, you have a lot of time on your hands dont you?

No, just an appreciation for REALLY bad '80s music. What do yall want me to sing next? Milli Vanilli? Grand Master Flash? New Kids on the Block?

Rock on
Eric

 

[Bob Lee (QSC)]

In my experience, Ozzies and Ruskies don't get drunk ... they drink and drink and drink and at the end of the night they are no different than when they started.

Don't ever go drinking with an Ozzie.

In that sense, they're like John Entwistle was.