Karaoké Cows with Guns - Dana Lyons

Cet enregistrement est une reprise de Cows with Guns rendu célèbre par Dana Lyons

Formats inclus :

CDG (MP3+G)
MP4
KFN
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Le format CDG (également appelé CD+G ou MP3+G) est compatible avec la majorité des machines karaoké. Il comprend un fichier MP3 ainsi que la synchronisation des paroles (Version Karaoké ne vend pas de CD, mais uniquement les fichiers numériques).

Ce format est reconnu par la majorité des appareils (Windows, Mac, iPhone, iPad, Android, TV Connectées...)

Ce format est compatible avec le lecteur de karaoké KaraFun Windows Player. Il permet d'ajouter ou retirer les choeurs, le guide vocal, changer le tempo, la tonalité...

Votre achat vous permet de télécharger cette vidéo dans tous ces formats, et ce sans limite.

À propos

Avec choeurs (au choix dans la version KFN)

Tempo : variable (environ 89 BPM)

Tonalité identique à l'original : Lam

Durée : 05:12 - Extrait à : 03:03

Date de sortie : 1996
Styles : Humour, En anglais
Auteur-Compositeur : Dana C Lyons

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Paroles Cows with Guns

Fat and docile
Big and dumb
They look so stupid
They aren't much fun
Cows aren't fun
They eat to grow
Grow to die
Die to be eat at the hamburger fry
Cows well done
Nobody thunk it
Nobody knew
No one imagined the great cow guru
Cows are one
He hid in the forest
Read books with great zeal
He loved Che Guevera
A revolutionary veal
Cow Tse Tongue
He spoke about justice but nobody stirred
He felt like an outcast
Alone in the herd
Cow doldrums
He mooed We must fight
Escape or we'll die
Cows gathered around 'cos the stakes were so high
Bad cow pun
But then he was captured
Stuffed into a crate
Loaded onto a truck where he rode to his fate
Cows are bummed
He was a scrawny calf who looked rather woozy
No one suspected he was packin' an Uzi
Cows with guns
They came with a needle to stick in his thigh
He kicked for the groin
He pissed in their eye
Cow well hung
Knocked over a tractor and ran for the door
Six gallons of gas flowed out on the floor
Run cows, run
He picked up a bullhorn and jumped up on the hay
We are free rovin' bovines
We run free today
We will fight for bovine freedom and hold our large heads high
We will run free with the Buffalo or die
Cows with guns
They crashed the gate in a great stampede
Tipped over a milk truck
Torched all the feed
Cows have fun
Sixty police cars were piled in a heap
Covered in cow pies
Covered up deep
Much cow dung
Black smoke risin' darkenin' the day
Twelve burnin' McDonalds
Have it your way
We will fight for bovine freedom and hold our large heads high
We will run free with the Buffalo or die
Cows with guns
The President said
Enough is enough
These uppity cattle
It's time to get tough
Cow dung flung
The newspapers gloated
Folks sighed with relief
Tomorrow at noon they would all be ground beef
Cows on buns
The cows were surrounded
They waited and prayed
They mooed their last moos
They chewed their last hay
Cows outgunned
The order was given to turn cows to whoppers
Enforced by the might of ten thousand coppers
But on the horizon surroundin' the shoppers came the deafenin' roar of chickens in choppers
We will fight for bovine freedom and hold our large heads high
We will run free with the Buffalo or die
Ho oh oh ho
Oh
Cows with guns

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