P.K. Filmography

• Dark Desires
  2009, role: actor
• Heels & Whores
  2009, role: actor
• Weapons of Mass Satisfaction
  2003, role: actor

P.K. Filmography

• To Live & Ride in L.A.
  2010, role: actor , character name: P.K.

P.K. Filmography

• Marines
  2003, role: actor , character name: Marine

• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• K - Sesame Street
• K - Korn
• K - Die Aerzte
• K - Die
• K - Clientele
• K - Jbo
• K - Kidneythieves
• K - Fifth
• K - Jana Hunter

You're OK with me, oh K K K
Kindergarten kids in the nursery school
Kissin' and huggin' with K
You're a kissable letter, oh K K K
Kangaroos and kittens, Kathy and Kate, K K K
I'd like to keep you awhile
I'm keen on you
Even when you're silent, you knock me out
You know a thing or two about the alphabet
Now don't you? Whoo!
You're OK with me oh K K K
Keavis and Kennels and Kevin and Kim, K K K
K K K K K!!!!!

Fuck you titty suckin' two balled bitch with a fat green clit. My big conhoto bitch. Oh shit, fucking ass licking piss sucking cunt, these nuts on your lips Kentucky fried Kung-Pao clits
I don't know what to say.
So what? Don't give a fuck, man
I don't know what to say.
So what?
Saggy tits swinging between your fat crusty armpits. Big ass hairy mole between your pussy lips. Fuck shit cock dick cunt tit barf piss. Balls ass pecker quief oh shit fuck bitch, damn fucking diarrhea slut with hips...
I don't know what to say.
So what? Don't give a fuck, man
I don't know what to say.
So what?
I have fought to find somethin' to say
But now I've found somethin' to say
Fuck you
Punk ass bitch
Fuck you
Punk ass bitch
I don't know what to say.
So what? Don't give a fuck, man
I don't know what to say.
So what?
Cunt.
Fuck.
Shit.
Bitch.

A dank back room in Kensal Rise
Is alright in summertime
But as the daylight fades to gloom
I wanna leave the room
Faithless apologies
All broken promises
Choking on emptiness
That's all I ever get
Smoking wet cigarettes
Smoking wet cigarettes
Trying to smoke wet cigarettes
Two on a single mattress
A semi-detachedness
Electric blanket bedroom eyes
Won't keep us warm tonight
Faithless apologies
All broken promises
Choking on emptiness
That's all I ever get
Smoking wet cigarettes
Smoking wet cigarettes
As I turn my collar up
And run for the last bus
An ashtray full of ifs and burnt out butts
I know we said too much
Faithless apologies
All broken promises
Choking on emptiness
That's all I ever get
Smoking wet cigarettes...

Ingonyama nengw' enamabala
Night
And the spirit of life calling
Mamela
And a voice
With the fear of a child asking
Mamela
Wait
There's no mountain too great
Hear these words and have faith
Have faith
They live in you
They live in me
They're watching over
Everything we see
In every creature
In every star
In your reflection
They live in you
They live in you
They live in me
They're watching over
Everything we see
In every creature
In every star
In your reflection
They live in you
Ingonyama nengw' enamabala

Back into that falling night
the birches and the silhouettes
the haunted plain, sweet lord
here I am again
You flower through my nails
and skin moving like the sunlight
in the alleyways but in this life

Es ist Nacht und am Fernseh'n laeuft grad MTViva
Vor Entsetzen rutsch ich in den Kissen immer tiefa.
Wenn ich da was zu sagen haette gab's jetzt nicht Take That,
Sondern Motoerhead und Toy Dolls braechten mich zu Bett.
Ich wuerd Vanessa ihre blauen Haare rosa faerben
Und 3x jede Stunde kaem' Ein Guter Tag zum Sterben
East 17 wuerde ich in' Muelleimer kicken
Und Kristiane Backer muesste mit mir singen. :-)
Das Alles und noch viel mehr
Wuerd' ich machen,
Wenn ich Koenig von MTV waer.
Das Alles und noch viel mehr
Wuerd' ich machen,
Wenn ich Koenig von Viva waer.
Ja, hallo ich bin der Schmitti und ich muss mich jetzt beschweren,
Weil ich spiel' so toll Bass und keiner kann es richtig hoer'n.
Wenn ich bei J.B.O. der Boss waer wuerd' ich vieles anders machen:
Die Gitarren waeren leise und der Bass wuerd' richtig krachen.
Ich wuerde auch so gern' viel oefter singen,
Weil die Sangeskuenste ja die meisten Maedchen bringen.
Endlich koennte ich auch ein tolles Solo spiel'n
Und den Bass ganz laut mischen, dann waer ich am Ziel,
Das Alles und noch viel mehr
Wuerd' ich machen,
Wenn ich Koenig von J.B.O. waer.
Eigentlich wollen wir gar nicht dieses Land regier'n,
Doch gerne wuerden wir da mal was ausprobier'n:
Alle Radikalen von der Menge subtrahier'n,
Die Skinheads koennten sich den Hass an die Glatze schmier'n
Jeder, der bruellt: Wir geben kein Asyl!
Wird zum Nordpol verbannt - lebenslanges Exil
Kein Faschis- und kein Rassismus mehr in diesem Volk
Und 'ne neue Flagge, naemlich Schwarz-Rosa-Gold.
Das Alles und noch viel mehr
Wuerd' ich machen,
Wenn ich Koenig von Deutschland waer.
Das Alles und noch viel mehr
Wuerden wir machen,
Wenn wir die Koenige von Deutschland waer'n.

I'm elevated [I've become a whore so I prepare to breathe]
I'm stimulated [I'm becoming sworn to you for secrecy]
I'm re-created [anything you want I will forever be]
I'm glad you made it
Spiritualize my sensuality, in your eyes, between you and me
You're elevated [connected to the depths of the seven seas]
You're stimulated [I can feel your pulse and now it's part of me]
I'll be creative [anything you want I will forever be]
For you I'll save it
Spiritualize my sensuality, in your eyes, between you and me
I can't evade it
You're all I've needed
I am created

When I fisrt saw you, I coudn't keep my eyes off you, I
waited for you to call me, and you finally did, So I was
vacant, alone bored and mostly sad,We went together,
First kissed you not confident, and I am happy for once
even though I have no fucking clue, What you think of me,
So I just sit and write this song for you, If I could see
you all the time, I definatley would but you live far
away, I'll have to wait and see, We drove around for
hours, we couldn't find anything to do, The mall was
closed, my keys were locked, we just sat and waited a
few, As I went to take you home, the gate was locked now
what the fuck, I hopped up over the curb, me and you and
my small truck, I love your eyes and smile and everything
about you now, Hopefully you won't go away, Maybe I come
on too strong, and maybe you won't wanna stay too long,

Mix me with a stereo song
Promise me a heartache
Just like you were King Kong
I'd fill you up and then some
I'd love to see you
Saturday afternoon
I'd spin you out
And show you what you're worth
I'd love to hold your backbone
In my hands
I'd be your favorite cartoon
Got your eyelids painted on mine
With a thin coat of elastic
Stop me if I'm a shrine
And build you out of plastic
I'd love to be
Your Saturday afternoon
I'd call you up
And talk your universe
I'd carry 'round
Your backbone in my pants
I'd be your favorite cartoon
No place to vent
This frustration, elation
And I'm pulling all my hair out
So I made this compilation
And I guess
I've still not found you out
I'd love to see you
Saturday afternoon
I'd stick around
And go with you to church
I'd love to sell
Your backbone to my fans