One day there came four boys, walking hand in hand
The boys were just walking not knowing where to go
It was already Christmas and there was a lot of snow
And they were singing a song...
(CHORUS)
In a winter, winter, winter wonderland
We are making noise, we are making noise
In a winter, winter, winter wonderland We are making noise
Loud, proud and ugly they sang a noisy song
The lyrics were obscene but the meaning wasn't wrong
The winter wonderland wasn't quiet anymore
Because four little boys were screaming bloody gore...
The storm took not long but the chaos was complete
The little boys walk further and the animals could breath
But that peaceful winter wonderland covered with snow
Did never see the boys again, because they knew where to go
No deep thoughts behind this song. Just a story about how four
boys destroy a peaceful winterland within one hourWoman is the nigger of the world
Yes she is...think about it
Woman is the nigger of the world
Think about it...do something about it
We make her paint her face and dance
If she won't be a slave, we say that she don't love us
If she's real, we say she's trying to be a man
While putting her down, we pretend that she's above us
Woman is the nigger of the world...yes she is
If you don't believe me, take a look at the one you're with
Woman is the slave of the slaves
Ah, yeah...better scream about it
We make her bear and raise our children
And then we leave her flat for being a fat old mother hen
We tell her home is the only place she should be
Then we complain that she's too unworldly to be our friend
Woman is the nigger of the world...yes she is
If you don't believe me, take a look at the one you're with
Woman is the slave to the slaves
Yeah...alright...hit it!
We insult her every day on TV
And wonder why she has no guts or confidence
When she's young we kill her will to be free
While telling her not to be so smart we put her down for being so dumb
Woman is the nigger of the world
Yes she is...if you don't believe me, take a look at the one you're with
Woman is the slave to the slaves
Yes she is...if you believe me, you better scream about it
We make her paint her face and dance
We make her paint her face and dance
We make her paint her face and dance
We make her paint her face and dance
We make her paint her face and dance
We make her paint her face and dance