Cheese is a generic term for a diverse group of milk-based food products. Cheese is produced in wide-ranging flavors, textures, and forms.
Cheese consists of proteins and fat from milk, usually the milk of cows, buffalo, goats, or sheep. It is produced by coagulation of the milk protein casein. Typically, the milk is acidified and addition of the enzyme rennet causes coagulation. The solids are separated and pressed into final form. Some cheeses have molds on the rind or throughout. Most cheeses melt at cooking temperature.
Hundreds of types of cheese are produced. Their styles, textures and flavors depend on the origin of the milk (including the animal's diet), whether they have been pasteurized, the butterfat content, the bacteria and mold, the processing, and aging. Herbs, spices, or wood smoke may be used as flavoring agents. The yellow to red color of many cheeses is from adding annatto.
For a few cheeses, the milk is curdled by adding acids such as vinegar or lemon juice. Most cheeses are acidified to a lesser degree by bacteria, which turn milk sugars into lactic acid, then the addition of rennet completes the curdling. Vegetarian alternatives to rennet are available; most are produced by fermentation of the fungus Mucor miehei, but others have been extracted from various species of the Cynara thistle family.
Plot
Mike left his small Montana home behind him to pursue a successful career in Los Angeles, but when he reluctantly returns home for his parent's 40th anniversary, the trip proves to be much more than he expected. Beyond his family's craziness and his childhood friends who are all wrestling with their own personal dilemmas, Mike comes home to an unexpected high school reunion which acts as the catalyst that forces him to confront his personal and professional fears. He rediscovers the part of himself that he left behind, and through his friends and family, he questions the choices he has made in his life, and what he truly has given up in his search for success.
Keywords: coming-of-age, montana, small-town
Lizzy: [as she's flying to London] Hello Mrs. Perkins. Goodbye Mrs. Perkins.::Mrs. Perkins: Goodbye, dear. Fly back soon.::[Slight pause. Mrs. Perkins gasps, then faints]
Dr. Griffiths: [as Lizzy is hovering] I - I don't understand.::Lizzy: You don't have to understand. You just have to believe.
Dr. Griffiths: [Lizzy has unintentionally trashed her room after her first flying attempt] Look at this room! It looks like a cyclone hit it!::Lizzy: It's not that bad.::Dr. Griffiths: Not that bad? Your books are all over the floor, your toys are everywhere, and you've torn your curtains! [looks up] What? HOW did you get FOOTPRINTS on the CEILING? [exasperatedly] This is simply too much. A temper tantrum of this magnitude is unacceptable.::Lizzy: But I wasn't having a tantrum!::Dr. Griffiths: Then how did this happen? And the TRUTH this time.::Lizzy: [nervously] If I tell you the truth... [sighs] you still wouldn't believe me!::Dr. Griffiths: [sternly] Elizabeth, the truth.::Lizzy: ...I was flying! My fairy showed me how.::Dr. Griffiths: Oh, for goodness sakes! Your make-believe fairy did this. You've got to stop this nonsense!::Lizzy: But it's not nonsense, Father! It's the truth!::Dr. Griffiths: You have a real fairy, living in your room.::Lizzy: Yes! And I can prove it. [picks up the fairy field journal she and Tinker Bell made and holds it out for her father] Just look at the research we did.::Dr. Griffiths: [takes the field journal and flips through a few pages] Oh, Elizabeth, *this* is what you've been doing? [closes the journal] Field journals are to be filled with FACT, not fairy tales!::Lizzy: [desperately] But Father, these ARE facts!::Dr. Griffiths: I just don't understand this foolishness, Lizzy. You have such talent. Why would you waste it this way?::Lizzy: [visibly hurt and shocked by her father's words] Why can't you just... [sighs] *believe* me?::Dr. Griffiths: I believe in what is real. And it's about time *you* started doing the same. [goes to her wall of fairy art and starts tearing it down]::Lizzy: [fighting back tears] Father, wait!::Dr. Griffiths: I know this is difficult for you to understand. But... this... is all make-believe! [throws some of Lizzy's pictures into the trash]::Lizzy: No! They're real!::Dr. Griffiths: Elizabeth! This discussion is over! [throws away the fairy field journal]
Lizzy: I had no idea fairies were responsible for changing the seasons. I thought it had something to do with the earth's axis as it rotated around the sun.::Tinker Bell: That's what we wanted you to think.
Plot
Hoping to make enough money through an overseas employer to live comfortably, Real Estate Developer Dan Sanders manages to convince his son, Tyler, and wife, Tammy, to re-locate in a remote corner of Oregon. Tyler does seem content after he meets with lovely Amber, but Tammy is concerned about her husband when he near-hysterically claims that local creatures, including beavers, ravens, bears, fox, etc. have joined forces to sabotage his project.
Keywords: box-office-flop, critically-bashed
He came. He saw. They conquered.
Neal Lyman: Bruce Lee from the grave!
Dan Sanders: Miley Cyrus!
Plot
When John's father is killed in the line of duty, he vows to become a cop himself. While working as a bail bondsman with his father's old partner, a messy arrest threatens his chances at the academy. Through an unlikely series of events, he gets entangled with organized crime and is offered a clear record in exchange for a few months of service. Seeing no alternative, he takes the deal. As John finds himself getting pulled deeper and deeper into the mob, he discovers he is being set up to take the fall for the Don, who is facing a lifetime in prison. In order to clear his name, he seeks out three extreme characters: Samuel is your average street rat who fancies himself an aristocrat, and has been looking to get himself a nickname for months. After watching a British heist film, he models himself after the characters in it, and tries to establish himself as a legitimate criminal. A run in with the mob leaves him with the nickname he's been dreaming about, and all of organized crime out to get him. Anne and Andy are twins with a dark childhood that has left them emotionally scarred and seeking revenge on their father. When a feud with the mob becomes more than they can handle, and they discover that a certain judge is gunning for their heads, they join John and Samuel, and the group sets their plans in motion.
Keywords: action-hero, independent-film
Adventure beyond Pixie Hollow.
Plot
When 4 year old Amanda McCready disappears from her home and the police make little headway in solving the case, the girl's aunt Beatrice McCready hires two private detectives Patrick Kenzie and Angie Gennaro. The detectives freely admit that they have little experience with this type of case, but the family wants them for two reasons - they're not cops and they know the tough Boston neighborhood in which they all live. As the case progresses, Kenzie and Gennaro face drug dealers, gangs and pedophiles. When they are about to solve their case, they are faced with a moral dilemma that could tear them apart.
Keywords: african-american, alcoholic-relapse, american-flag, aunt-niece-relationship, bad-mother, bag-of-money, bar, bare-chested-male, bartender, based-on-novel
Everyone Wants The Truth... Until They Find It.
Hope begins where the secrets end.
Patrick Kenzie: Cheese, if you ever disrespect her again like that, I'm gonna pull your fuckin' card, okay? So you're saying you didn't do it, fine. We'll take your money, and we'll be on our way. When it turns out you're lying, I'm gonna spend every nickel of that money to fuck you up. I'm gonna bribe cops to go after you, I'm gonna pay guys to go after your weak fuckin' crew, and I'm gonna tell all the guys I know that you're a C.I. and a rat, and I know a lot of people. And after that, you're gonna wish you listened to me, 'cause your shitty pool hall crime syndicate headquarters is gonna get raided, and your doped-up bitches are gonna get sent back to Laos, and this fuckin' retard right here is gonna be testifying against you for a reduced sentence, while you're gettin' cornholed in your cell by a gang of crackers. 'Cause from what I've heard, the guys that get sent up Concord for killing kids, life's a motherfucker.::Cheese: [points gun at Kenzie] You come 'round here again, and I'm gonna get discourteous on your ass.
[from trailer]::Patrick Kenzie: He lied to me. Now I can't think of one reason big enough for him to lie about that's small enough not to matter.
[last lines]::Patrick Kenzie: [referring to her doll] Is that Mirabelle?::Amanda McCready: Annabelle.
Angie Gennaro: So you're bringing the FBI into this?::Detective Remy Bressant: That's the worst thing we could do.::Angie Gennaro: Why is that?::Detective Remy Bressant: Because I don't want to see Cheese kill Amanda after he opens a bag full of newspapers.::Angie Gennaro: It's kidnapping.::Detective Remy Bressant: I don't see a note. Do you see a note?::Nick Poole: Nope. No note.::Detective Remy Bressant: We're investigating a missing children's case here. Kidnapping has nothing to do with it. The fastest way to get Amanda home is go to Cheese, swap the money for her, and walk away. Plain and simple.::Helene McCready: [to Patrick] Do you know Cheese?::Patrick Kenzie: I knew his brother better - Jude. He was a sweet kid. Cheese went another way.::Helene McCready: He wouldn't hurt her, right?::Nick Poole: [sarcastically] Ask Ray.::Patrick Kenzie: All right, listen. All he cares about is his money. If he gets it back, he's not going to hurt her. Maybe.::Detective Remy Bressant: Just keep your mouths shut, okay? We'll get her back. It'll be fine.::Helene McCready: You're going to talk to him?::Detective Remy Bressant: Yeah, that's the idea.::Helene McCready: Well tell him I'm sorry, all right? I mean, he knows me. Just tell him I apologize.::Nick Poole: [sarcastically] Yeah, I'm sure that'll fix everything.
Detective Remy Bressant: Kids forgive, they don't judge, they turn the other cheek, and what do they get for it?
Detective Remy Bressant: I planted evidence on a guy once, back in '95. We were paying $100 an eight-ball to snitches. We got a call from our pal, Ray Likanski. He couldn't find enough guys to rat out. Anyway, he tells us there's a guy pumping up in an apartment up in Columbia Point. We go in, me and Nicky. Fifteen years ago, when Nicky went in, it was no joke. So it's a... it's a stash house, right? The old lady's beat to shit, the husband's mean, cracked out, trying to give us trouble, Nicky lays him down. We're doing an inventory, but it looks like we messed up because there's no dope in the house, and I go in the back room. Now, this place was a shithole, mind you? Rats, roaches, all over the place. But the kid's room, in the back, was spotless. No, I mean, he swept it, mopped it; it was immaculate. The little boy's sitting on the bed, holding onto his playstation for dear life. There's no expression on his face, tears streaming down. He wants to tell me he just learned his multiplication tables.::Patrick Kenzie: Christ.::Detective Remy Bressant: I mean, the father's got him in this crack den, subsisting on twinkies and ass-whippings, and this little boy just wants someone to tell him that he's doing a good job. You're worried what's Catholic? I mean, kids forgive. Kids don't judge. Kids turn the other cheek. What do they get for it? So I went back out there, I put an ounce of heroin on the living room floor, and I sent the father on a ride, seven to life.::Patrick Kenzie: That's was the right thing?::Detective Remy Bressant: [yelling] Fucking A! You gotta take a side. You molest a child, you beat a child, you're not on my side. If you see me coming, you better run, because I am gonna lay you the fuck down! Easy.::Patrick Kenzie: Don't feel easy.::Detective Remy Bressant: Is the kid better off without his father? Yeah. But okay, I mean, could be out there right now pumping with a gun in his waistband. It's a war, man. Are we winning? No.
[first lines]::Patrick Kenzie: I always believed it was the things you don't choose that makes you who you are. Your city, your neighborhood, your family. People here take pride in these things, like it was something they'd accomplished. The bodies around their souls, the cities wrapped around those. I lived on this block my whole life; most of these people have. When your job is to find people who are missing, it helps to know where they started. I find the people who started in the cracks and then fell through. This city can be hard. When I was young, I asked my priest how you could get to heaven and still protect yourself from all the evil in the world. He told me what God said to His children. "You are sheep among wolves. Be wise as serpents, yet innocent as doves."
Helene McCready: I feel like 9/11 now.
Detective Remy Bressant: If you see me comin' you better run cause I'm gonna lay you the fuck down!
Patrick Kenzie: What makes you think Ray hasn't spent all the money?::Helene McCready: Nigga please, I hid it.
Plot
Cheese and Ham are two men with nothing better to do in their lives. Until they meet a man dying of throat cancer who will pay the two men a large sum of money to kill a woman, whom he wants dead. The problem? She is the hottest chick, the two men have ever seen, and they are having a very difficult time trying to kill her.
Keywords: absurd-humor, adult-as-child, bodyguard, character-name-in-title, friendship-between-men, hitman, maid, man-in-bath, wealthy-woman, woman-with-glasses
Plot
One step short of larceny, the aluminum siding salesmen in this movie sell their wares, compete with each other, and engage in a lot of great dialog. Tin Men focuses on the rivalry between BB Babowsky and Ernest Tilley. At the same time, the end of small world of which they are kings looms near as a government probe investigates their industry.
Keywords: 1960s, adultery, aluminium-siding, baltimore-maryland, car-accident, competing-businesses, government-hearing, revenge, salesman, seduction
The Year - 1963. Selling the American Dream is a risky, funny business - you could wind up paying with your wife!
The American Dream Changes. The People Who Sell It Don't.
Bill Babowsky: [into the phone] Hey, asshole! This is the ultimate "fuck you"! I just poked your wife!::Ernest Tilley: [into the phone] What are you talking about?::Bill Babowsky: Yeah, she's in my bed right now with a very big smile on her face.::Ernest Tilley: Well, that's just fine by me. She's a pain in the ass! An albatross around my neck! You're welcome to her. Keep her, and may you both rot in Hell! [hangs up]
Bill Babowsky: Are you a Lunatic? Are you tellin' me that you didn't see me comin' out of this lot? There's a red light there for cryin' out loud! You're supposed to stop!
Sam: 'Bonanza' is not an accurate depiction of the west.
Sam: You notice Little Joe never says "Hey Pa, I'm gonna go into town to get a piece of ass"?
Nora Tilley: If we went on a picnic it would be fun.::Ernest Tilley: I don't understand a picnic. We go someplace, we put a thing on the ground and eat.::Nora Tilley: Yeah, it's nice to do that.::Ernest Tilley: Why? I don't get it. It's better sittin' in front of the TV.::Nora Tilley: I happen to think there's somethin' nice about a picnic. It's fun.::Ernest Tilley: What's fun about it? Ants get in the food - there's bees. I don't get it. You have to drive - it takes you maybe an hour to get there. And then whataya do? You sit on the grass and eat. Why is that fun?
Sam: You know when I saw 'Bonanza' the other day, something occurred to me.::Ernest Tilley: Eh?::Sam: Ya got these four guys living on the Ponderosa and ya never hear them say anything about wanting to get laid.::Ernest Tilley: Huh.::Sam: I mean ya never hear Hoss say to Little Joe, "I had such a hard-on when I woke up this morning."::Ernest Tilley: No, no, no...::Sam: They don't talk about broads - nothing. Ya never hear Little Joe say, "Hey, Hoss, I went to Virginia City and I saw a girl with the greatest ass I've ever seen in my life." They just walk around the Ponderosa: "Yes, Pa, where's Little Joe?" Nothin' about broads. I don't think I'm being too picky. But, if at least once, they talked about getting horny. I don't care if you live on the Ponderosa or right here in Baltimore, guys talk about getting laid. I'm beginning to think that show doesn't have too much realism.
Sam: [Sam and Tilley go out to bar to celebrate a sale that Tilley has made to break a long dry spell] You know, Tilley, I'm beginning to believe in God.::Ernest Tilley: Yeah me too!::Sam: No, you don't know what I mean. I'm beginning to think about God more.::Ernest Tilley: What, you were never one of those atheists, were you?::Sam: No, I'm not sayin' that. It's just that I'm beginning to give God more thought.::Ernest Tilley: What, did you have some kind of religious experience or something.::Sam: Well, yeah, the other day I took the wife to lunch, we went and has some smorgasboard, and it just kinda happened.::Ernest Tilley: [Gags for a second at this] At the smorg... you found God at the smorgasboard?::Sam: Well, yeah, I'm looking at all this food, I see all these vegetables, and I think, all these things came outta the ground. I see tomatoes, outta the ground, carrots, outta the ground, radishes outta the ground. And I think, all of these things come outta the ground. And I'm just talkin' about the vegetables, I haven't gotten to the fruits yet. And I think, how can that be? How can all these things come outta the ground? With all these things comin' outta the ground, there must be a God.
Bill Babowsky: I'm gonna get this guy. Just for the fun of it!
Ernest Tilley: If Mr. Merengue wants to play, we'll play!
Ernest Tilley: Ok, Mr. Merengue, let's dance!
One, two, three, four-
C-H-E-E-S-E
Cheese
Cheese
Cheese
C-H-E-E-S-E
Cheese
Cheese
I love cheese, but it's plain to see
That cheese... doesn't love me
I am such a fool in love
I just cannot get enough
But it's an unrequited love
I can feel it in my guts
I spend the nights, tossing and turning
My stomach is churning
My heart is a-burning
My nightmares are turning upon me and shame me
To drive me insane, oh the pain, I complain, on my brain
And I wake up, with sweat on my brow
I know I gotta give it up and I must do it now
But instead in the morning when my wife is gone
I find myself back on
And I know that it's wrong but I'm soon navigating
To real mature stuff and skanky old ladies
Feeding my fetish for fettered old fetta
Photos of friesian on beds of bruschetta
The worse they smell, the more they swing
The faster the speed, my mouth gets wet, oh god
Oh god, oh god!
'Cept perhaps last night's half-wheel of post-midnight double cream brie
Trying to replace my fondues with fon-don'ts
Trying to develop strength of will, but I know that I won't
I have found love is never fair
We should be such a marvellous pair
But each time I bring her home she goes and renders me comatose
And leaves me with self loathing slumped on my chair
I cannot camen-bear it anymore
E-damn you, mon amour
Everytime I lead you through the door
I end up curled up on the floor
Oh god, my poor heart is too sore, so no more
But before I give you up, I just need one more tiny taste
To leave you like this, would be a criminal waste
Just one more tiny taste, darling please
Just one more little sliver of C-H-E-E-S-E
Cheese!
Funky, funky, funky
Cheese
Cheese, cheese, cheese
I wonder what is wrong with me
They never show some sympathy
Pointing fingers at my person
Telling me I should learn
They say I'm pretty but so cool
A sort of instant pleasure fool
They hurt me so and that's so cruel
But I just keep on smiling
It seems that I'm not wanted here
I say goodbye and run in fear
'Cause their talking starts again
Hear them whisper, women, men
I thought they liked me very much
But they throw me out on the spot
I can't say I still care a lot
I just keep on smiling
Smiling is my way out
When I'm lonely or in doubt
Crying doesn't cheer you up
Smiling, keep on walking
Smiling is my way out
When I'm lonely or in doubt
Crying doesn't cheer you up
Smiling, keep on walking
What have I done
That makes people get me on the run?
It's not the kick or the fun
It seems they just don't like me
Well, then it's time to leave you
That's the only way to sleep
I close my eyes and dream a dream
That makes me wake up smiling
Smiling is my way out
When I'm lonely or in doubt
Crying doesn't cheer you up
Smiling, keep on walking
Smiling is my way out
When I'm lonely or in doubt
Crying doesn't cheer you up
Smiling, keep on walking
Smiling is my way out
When I'm lonely or in doubt
Crying doesn't cheer you up
Smiling, keep on walking
Smiling is my way out
When I'm lonely or in doubt
Crying doesn't cheer you up
Daughters of Zion beware
Feel the presence of heaven coming down
Closer can you feel Him coming down?
Closer can you feel Him coming down?
Makes me wonder
(come to my senses)
Makes me wonder
(take my innocence)
Makes me wonder
(watch the world go round)
Makes me wonder
(some of us will drown)
Spinning everything
The hills are down
Man on creation playing god
Closer can you feel Him coming down?
Closer can you feel Him coming down?
Makes me wonder
(come to my senses)
Makes me wonder
(take my innocence)
Makes me wonder
(watch the world go round)
Makes me wonder
(some of us will drown)
Watch out back out
Watch out back out
Watch out back out
Take me to the other side
I cannot breathe domination
For you
For you
Daughters of Zion beware
Feel the presence of heaven coming down
Closer can you feel Him coming down?
Closer can you feel Him coming down?
Makes me wonder
(come to my senses)
Makes me wonder
(take my innocence)
Makes me wonder
(watch the world go round)
Makes me wonder
(some of us will drown)
Watch out back out
Watch out back out
Watch out back out
Take me to the other side
I cannot breathe domination
For you
For you
For you
Take me away
Take me away
It's LB Fam, right or wrong
You really thought that we was gone? (2X)
[Mr. Cheeks]
My lifestyles about trees, stay jiggy on the scene
Pocket full of green, push a whip, that's me
No need for me to floss, I keep my shit up on the low
A pair a timbs, some hards and a niggas good to go
I let my wifey shine, she's representin me
We got a baby girl, it's something she's meant to see
I'm livin life, day to day, bullets richochet
Inside my lab is where me and my weed and my liquor stay
[Freaky Tah]
Cat's set it off
Thinkin about it
Know LB's far from soft
And we don't take no lost, in the game
Told them niggas, they...
[Mr. Cheeks]
Aiyo we stay hibernatin waitin to get them off
Sit back and watch them fall, let the weed hit them off
In cause, you haven't noticed, my team is off the meters
In ceelo, not craps, and we on the rap repeaters
And if you feel you can defeate us, meet us in the center
Somebody's gettin slayed, don't be afraid to enter
Bring it to the worst, I bring it to the best
But that be dead, frontin here's something for ya chest
Chorus 2X:
It's LB Fam, right or wrong
We bring the thunder and the storm
You really thought that we were gone?
Aiyo it's time to get it on
[Mr. Cheeks]
I bring my skills to any session
Aiyo who feels that they the best?
Somethin we don't claim, but yet this game we rule finesse
Once I spit that ill shit, that leaks from the brain
You will understand why the fam cause me rain
Always hit you with that hot shit
Right where you want it
You know me and my team, up in the block we gettin blunted
Countin cheddar up, always smoke that weed
Got my chick ready to roll up, cuz the streets is full of greed
[Freaky Tah]
Yo cats they zonin out, one time they ask
Yo Tah what happened?
Now you in the back, my man, you step in the front,
you should be rappin
Yeah you know me, be in the cut, be steady sparkin
What the fuck, niggas think they spittin shit
When I come through start barkin
All ya cats that think ya rollin to the LB Fam to death
What the fuck I do, this shit to do, is fuckin nuthin left
Cuz it take two to make a whole, what somethin you don't know
We LB Fam to the day we die, until we fuckin go
Chorus 2X
[Mr. Cheeks]
I'm talkin official Queens, we out to get the cheddar
Me and Tah together, kid that's like a butter letter
On ya back, only if you stay blunted
The timbs stay covered, believe me chicks love it
Colessuem shoppin, inside the whips hoppin,
peoples stop us in the street
"When ya shit droppin?"
Man we hibernatin, inside the car waitin
For the time for us to shine, and start regulatin
I roll with D2, them niggas they see through
Like glass, we quick to get up in ya ass
I'm a big nigga, you see I play for keeps
My games so tight I had a chick that let me stay for weeks
Chorus 2X
Est-ce que mon jean est assez clean
Pour espérer
Ma photo dans les magazines
Faut voir
Est-ce que ma jupe est assez short
Pour espérer
Que le show-biz m'ouvrira ses portes
Faut voir
Faut voir des poules toutes leurs dents
Pour réussir
Comme ça le petit oiseau va s'en sortir
Faut voir, c'est fou ce qu'on obtient
Contre un sourire
Ce qu'on vous aime quand on n'a rien à dire
Cheese, je veux bien (bis)
Mais si mon jean devient sale
Puis-je espérer
Qu'on parle de moi dans le journal
Faut voir
Si je tombe et que je casse les dents
Adieu sourire
Comment le petit oiseau va s'en sortir
Cheese, j'en sais rien (bis)
Est-ce que le cadre devient le centre
De notre monde
Plutôt que ce qu’on a dans le ventre
Faut voir
De ce journal aux pages légères
D'autres vont faire
Un lit de fortune en plein coeur
De l'hiver
Cheese, je sais bien (bis)
Que l'image est plus forte
Et prend toute la page
Le plumage rapporte
Plus que notre courage
Qu'on me ferme les portes
Je préfère tenir ce langage
Que de tenir pour me clouer le bec
Un fromage
Tant pis
Cheese, Cheese
Le p'tit oiseau s'envole
L'étiquette se décolle
Et quand le chat te mangera
Souris...
Depuis que j'suis p'tit, je n'y ai rien compris
Même si mes yeux me piquent, je vois
Je vais faire mes pris et demande si il lui pique des fois
Même si les dieux n'existent pas
J'les ai confondus avec leurs semblables
Au costard-cravate, ces marchands de sable
Qui promettent la lune sans connaitre la terre
Qui s'appellent adultes mais si terre à terre
Je souris, je sourirais, je souris
Ils ont cru qu'e je riais, mais c'est meme pas vrai
Madame l'a dit, elle, "Il faut etre poli"
Vas y dis "Cheese," allez dis "Cheese"
Pour le cliché, un peu pour se cacher
Mais sans humour noir
Ou mauvais jeu de mot
J'vais mourir de rire, moi
Mais sans sourire jaune
Juste quand j'ai mal alors
Pour que ça passe d'accord
Mais rien qu'pour ça
Que cette fois pour célébrer les morts
Je souris, je sourirais, je souris
Je sourirais, je souris, je sourirais
Je souris, je sourirais, je souris
Hashmeer... Hashmeer!
-- Oh, what ais it Blade? What is it?
-- Uhh, ahh, all the kids at Eddies
Are saying my bones aren't strait
And that my arm...
My arm looks like a garbage truck!
-- Oh... Oh, he's right, Bobby McPrescott
You know you...
You're not eating enough of cheese, that's why
You're supposed to eat something like...
1400 gallons per day or something
-- I don't know Hashmeer...
I'm assuming that amount of cheese would make my...
Well... m... my legs swivel about!
(SUNG)
I like cheese
He likes cheese
We like cheese
Hearing aidd, taithies
23 types cheese
Oh, and Frainche
Itt's an okay cheese
Hainds onn communicate
Lexington Brown
What do I hitt when I'm in town
Jewelry, coffee, Chowdown Louie's
Scoff at cobrait, just so the old bread
Blame that shoelace if it gaitts good raitts
Shoot faice, in the shortts, has a good cubed ice
I like cheese
He likes cheese
We like cheese
(SPOKEN)
Ahem... Hello boys and girls.
It's a meester block owf cheese
I am helping your bones to be strait
And you to see goode
You need to eat a lott owf me per day
You can recieve me
In the frozen fyoo-ed partt owf crownchies
(SANG)
Hearing aidd, taithies
23 types cheese
German, Frainche
Itt's an okay cheese
Hainds onn communicate
Lexington Brown
What do I hitt when I'm in town?
Jewelry, coffee, Chowdown Louie's
Scoff at cobrait, just so the old bread
Blame that shoelace if it gaitts shoote raitts
Shoot faice, in the shortts, has a good foot lice
When the moon shines, from the heavens above,
Life will be sweet, so green, and so young
Hemp will be ruling my brothers again
If u got the ganja, then pass it my friend
When the moon shines, from the heavens above,
Ife will be sweet, so green, and so young
I open my mind as I lie on the floor
Join me as we both live in ecstasy.
Dive in our heads and you'll see.
When the moon shines, from the heavens above,
Life will be sweet, so green, and so young
Hemp will be ruling my brothers again
If u got the ganja, then pass it my friend
When the moon shines, from the heavens above,
Ife will be sweet, so green, and so young
I open my mind as I lie on the floor
Join me as we both live in ecstasy.
Dive in our heads and you'll see.
Send me away...
While the song winds, I'd be bouncing around
I'd just be chilling and standing we ground
Opening the hearts of the people as we
Sing on melodies that makes us so free
While your mind flies, we'll be playing our song
Killing the buzz that we have all along
Toke up and dope up is all that we do
Fuck it fool we never said that you should too
where'd the cheese go
wheres the cheese gone
where the cheese be
where be my cheese
inside inside inside inside inside inside inside inside
who took the cheese
who has the cheese
whos got the cheese
wheres all the cheese
inside inside inside inside inside inside inside
the insider
thats who took the cheese
the insider
thats where the cheese be
it's been a long time
Now it's time to get your bubble burst
Things are bad enough in this world
Why do you have to make them worse?
You drive me out in space
Memories and flowers bloom
Inside my heart
It's so true, Oh so true
Everything with falsity
Can lead you to lies
Run as fast as you can
You cannot hide
Striving for someone
I cannot have
And it's you...oh it's you
I will not stop
Struggling for you
Hear me
Hear me
Breathe where the wind blows
Breathe where the wind blows
Breathe where the wind blows
Breathe where the wind blows
Took me to no desert
A place I don't deserve
My delusions came true...
You make me fly
Feel so free
You gave me strength
For myself to stay alive
It's so true, oh so true
Everything you gave me I'll treasure it like it's the only thing that I have in my life
Memories and flowers bloom
Inside my heart
It's so true, oh so true!!!
Hear me
Hear me
Breathe where the wind blows (4x)
Took me to no desert
A place I don't deserve
OOOOOHHHHH.......
Every body thinks that EMINEM stinks like a peice of yellow cheese but
i say that hes ok..... hm hmhmhmhm
oh i wish i were an oscoar miner wiener..... thats what id truly wanna
be .... and if i were a oscoar miner weiner....... id truly wanna say
CHEESE PLEASE!!!
im sorry mommy i nevar ment to hurt chuu i nevar ment to make chu
cwi but tonight im cleaning out me one of does closets
Daughters of Zion beware
Feel the presence of heaven coming down
Closer can you feel Him coming down?
Closer can you feel Him coming down?
Makes me wonder
(come to my senses)
Makes me wonder
(take my innocence)
Makes me wonder
(watch the world go round)
Makes me wonder
(some of us will drown)
Spinning everything
The hills are down
Man on creation playing god
Closer can you feel Him coming down?
Closer can you feel Him coming down?
Makes me wonder
(come to my senses)
Makes me wonder
(take my innocence)
Makes me wonder
(watch the world go round)
Makes me wonder
(some of us will drown)
Watch out back out
Watch out back out
Watch out back out
Take me to the other side
I cannot breathe domination
For you
For you
Daughters of Zion beware
Feel the presence of heaven coming down
Closer can you feel Him coming down?
Closer can you feel Him coming down?
Makes me wonder
(come to my senses)
Makes me wonder
(take my innocence)
Makes me wonder
(watch the world go round)
Makes me wonder
(some of us will drown)
Watch out back out
Watch out back out
Watch out back out
Take me to the other side
I cannot breathe domination
For you
For you
For you
Take me away
For so many years you've been lying to yourselves
Overwritten the scripts
Praying to your so called "Precious Stones"
Making it your god
Making you a fool
Making it severely very hard to believe
Aren't you ashamed of yourself?
Aren't you ashamed of yourself?!!
'Cuz I think you are lying (3x)
Time to think
Time to reflect
Time to uphold the truth
I'm so tired of your stupid rituals
You're just taunting me
Following your own words
Not his teachings
I was once a believer of your institution, your Realm
But I felt nothing
Always searching for the truth
But all you gave me were lies
But all you gave me were lies
And you keep on denying (3x)
Once a teardrop fell in my hands
Once a believer of your stupid processions
Murdered my faith
The world has taken, has taken you, taken you away
The world has taken, has taken you, has taken
The world has taken
The world has taken, has taken you, taken you away
The world has taken, has taken you, has taken
The world has taken
The world has taken, has taken you, taken you away
The world has taken, has taken you, has taken
The world has taken
It's been a long time
Now it's time to get your bubble burst
Things are bad enough in this world
Why do you have to make them worse?
Day after day, you just gotta get it
Where'd the cheese go?
Where's the cheese gone?
Where the cheese be?
Where be my cheese?
Inside, Inside, Inside, Inside, Inside, Inside, Inside, Inside
Who took the cheese?
Who has the cheese?
Who's got the cheese?
Where's all the cheese?
Inside, Inside, Inside, Inside, Inside, Inside, Inside
The insider, that's who took the cheese