sean xxxxxx
Quote by Pete_sw
Although I can just about see the funny side of this, noise pollution can be very distressing, I have known several cases where it has lead to charges of ABH and / or GBH.
It can totally ruin peoples lives, case in point having to sell your home and move. the series neighbours from hell did a good job of illustrating just how awesomely frustrating this situation can be.
Dont get me wrong, I like to pump up the volume from time to time, but there’s a time and a place.
Loud music used inappropriately is a bit like a vertically and educationally challenged person (dopey out of snow white for the non pc crowd) its not big, and its not clever.
Quote by fabio grooverider
obviously didn't mean that bit about the distressed caused which i would understand.... but if i song was going to send you round the bend... it was always going to be that one..........well that or something like bryan adam's "everything i do, i do it for you" or meatloaf's "i would do anything for love, but i won't do that"
Quote by sparky230
this then pete
It's the time of year, now that spring is in the air
When those two wet gits, with their girly curly hair
Make another song, for marronic holidays
that nausiate-ate-ates in a million different ways
From the shores of Spain, to the coast of southern France
No matter where you hide, you just can't escape this dance
Hold a chicken in the air, stick a deck-chair up your nose
Buy a Jumbo-Jet, and then bury all your clothes
Paint your left knee green, then extract your wisdom teeth
Form a string quartet, and pretend your name is Keith.
Skin yourself alive, learn to speak araphahoe
Climb inside a dog, and behead an Eskimo
Eat a Renault 4, wear salami in your ears
Cassarole your gran, dis-embowel yourself with spears
The disco is migrating, the sound is loud and grating
It's truly nausiating - let's do the dance again..
Hold a chicken in the air, stick a deck-chair up your nose
Buy a Jumbo-Jet, and then bury all your clothes
Yes you'll hear this song, in the holiday discos
And there's no escape, in the clubs or in the bars
You would hear this song, if you holidayed in Mars
Skin yourself alive, learn to speak araphahoe
Climb inside a dog, and behead an Eskimo
Now you've heard it once, your brain will spring a leak
And though you hate this song you'll be humming it for weeks
Hold a chicken in the air, stick a deck-chair up your nose
Buy a Jumbo-Jet, and then bury all your clothes
la la la la la la la.... :giggle: :giggle: