IRC-Galleria

Kitaristit:
Marty Friedman (Megadeth, Cacophony)
Chris Poland (Megadeth)
Dave Mustaine (Megadeth)
Chuck Schuldiner (Death, Control Denied)
Jason Becker
Yngwie Malmsteen
Randy Rhoads (Ozzy Osbourne)
Zakk Wylde (Ozzy, Black Label Society)
Dimebag Darrell (Pantera,Damageplan)
Kerry King (Slayer)
Jeff Hanneman (Slayer)
Corey Beaulieu (Trivium)
Matt Heafy (Trivium)
Eddie Van Halen (Van Halen)
Slash (Velvet Revolver, Guns N' Roses)
Vivian Campbell (Dio, Def Leppard)
Eric Clapton (Cream)



Rumpalit:
Gene Hoglan (Strapping Young Lad, Death)
Dave Lombardo (Slayer)
Gar Samuelsson (Megadeth)
Nick Menza (Megadeth)
Vinnie Paul Abbott (Pantera, Damageplan)
Travis Smith (Trivium)
Eric Carr (KISS)



Basistit:
Cliff Burton (Metallica)
David Ellefsson (Megadeth)
Jack Bruce (Cream)
John Entwistle (The Who)



Laulajat:
Dave Mustaine (Megadeth)
Dio (Dio, Black Sabbath)
Chuck Schuldiner (Death)
Jeff Walker (Carcass)
Sebastian Bach (Skid Row)
Axl Rose (Guns N' Roses)
Phil Anselmo (Pantera)
Tom Araya (Slayer)




Säveltäjät:
Dave Mustaine (Megadeth)
Chuck Schuldiner (Death)

Please tell me how to think
Please tell me what to say
Please tell me what to do
Please tell me how I should behave

Please tell me what to sing
Please tell me what to play
Please tell me how to act
Please tell me the rules of your game

Please tell me who I should be
Please tell me what to do
Please tell me how to please
I really want to be like you

Really done it now, sold out
But to who, what, when, where and how,
Yeah, really done it now, sold out,
I've taken my cut
And corporate rock really sucks

Joku on tätä mieltä gunnareiden uudesta: Why does Axl have to sound like he´s sitting at the toilet, squeezing out a large brown baby?

"See no evil, hear no evil, speak no evil."

kosahti

Good Mourning.

Hey, I don't feel so good.
Something's not right,
Something's coming over me
What the f**k is this?

Killer, intruder, homicidal man.
If you see me coming, run as fast as you can.
A blood thirsty demon who's stalking the street.
I hack up my victims like pieces of meat.
Blood thirsty demon, sinister fiend,
Bludgeonous slaughters, my evil deeds.

My hammer's a cold piece of blood-lethal steel.
I grin while you writhe with the pain that I deal.
Swinging the hammer, I hack through their heads,
Deviant defilers, you're next to be dead.
I unleash my hammer with sadistic intent.
Pounding, surrounding, slamming through your head. Yeah!

Their bodies convulse, in agony, and, pain.
I mangle their faces, till no features remain.
A blade for the butchering, I cut them to shreds.
First take out the organs, then cut off the head.
The remains of flesh now sop under my feet.
One more bloody massacre, the murders' complete.
I seek to dismember, a sadist fiend.
And, blood baths are my way of getting clean.
I lurk in the alleys, wait for the kill.
I have no remorse for the blood that I spill
A merciless butcher who lives underground.
I'm out to destroy you and ,I will, cut you down. (Cut you down)
I see you, and, I'm waiting ,for Black Friday.

Killer, intruder, homicidal man.
If you see me coming, run as fast as you can.
A blood thirsty demon who's stalking the street.
I hack up my victims like pieces of meat.
I lurk in the alleys, wait for the kill.
I have no remorse for the blood that I spill
A merciless butcher who lives underground.
I'm out to destroy you and ,I will, cut you down.

It's Black Friday, paint the devil on the wall. [8 times]

A Boy Named Sue

My daddy left home when I was three
And he didn't leave much to ma and me
Just this old guitar and an empty bottle of booze.
Now, I don't blame him cause he run and hid
But the meanest thing that he ever did
Was before he left, he went and named me "Sue."

Well, he must o' thought that is quite a joke
And it got a lot of laughs from a' lots of folk,
It seems I had to fight my whole life through.
Some gal would giggle and I'd get red
And some guy'd laugh and I'd bust his head,
I tell ya, life ain't easy for a boy named "Sue."

Well, I grew up quick and I grew up mean,
My fist got hard and my wits got keen,
I'd roam from town to town to hide my shame.
But I made a vow to the moon and stars
That I'd search the honky-tonks and bars
And kill that man who gave me that awful name.

Well, it was Gatlinburg in mid-July
And I just hit town and my throat was dry,
I thought I'd stop and have myself a brew.
At an old saloon on a street of mud,
There at a table, dealing stud,
Sat the dirty, mangy dog that named me "Sue."

Well, I knew that snake was my own sweet dad
From a worn-out picture that my mother'd had,
And I knew that scar on his cheek and his evil eye.
He was big and bent and gray and old,
And I looked at him and my blood ran cold
And I said: "My name is 'Sue!' How do you do!
Now your gonna die!!"

Well, I hit him hard right between the eyes
And he went down, but to my surprise,
He come up with a knife and cut off a piece of my ear.
But I busted a chair right across his teeth
And we crashed through the wall and into the street
Kicking and a' gouging in the mud and the blood and the beer.

I tell ya, I've fought tougher men
But I really can't remember when,
He kicked like a mule and he bit like a crocodile.
I heard him laugh and then I heard him cuss,
He went for his gun and I pulled mine first,
He stood there lookin' at me and I saw him smile.

And he said: "Son, this world is rough
And if a man's gonna make it, he's gotta be tough
And I knew I wouldn't be there to help ya along.
So I give ya that name and I said goodbye
I knew you'd have to get tough or die
And it's the name that helped to make you strong."

He said: "Now you just fought one hell of a fight
And I know you hate me, and you got the right
To kill me now, and I wouldn't blame you if you do.
But ya ought to thank me, before I die,
For the gravel in ya guts and the spit in ya eye
Cause I'm the son-of-a-bitch that named you "Sue.'"

I got all choked up and I threw down my gun
And I called him my pa, and he called me his son,
And I came away with a different point of view.
And I think about him, now and then,
Every time I try and every time I win,
And if I ever have a son, I think I'm gonna name him
Bill or George! Anything but Sue! I still hate that name!