Rampant Teamkiller's definitions
Check out Paradise by The Dashboard Light, Bat out of Hell, I Would Do Anything for Love, and Couldn't Have Said it Better for some really rocking tunes.
by Rampant Teamkiller July 24, 2004

Probably the best known song ever. It's by Queen, 1977, not '78, you pedophile! released with We are the Champions on "News of the World", they were often played back to back on radio stations because they followed into each other so well.
Queen pwns.
Queen pwns.
Aah
Buddy you're a boy make a big noise
Playin' in the street gonna be a big man some day
You got mud on yo' face
You big disgrace
Kickin' your can all over the place
Singin'
We will we will rock you
We will we will rock you
Buddy you're a young man hard man
Shouting in the street gonna take on the world some day
You got blood on yo' face
You big disgrace
Wavin' your banner all over the place
Chorus
Buddy you're an old man poor man
Pleadin' with your eyes gonna make
You some peace some day
You got mud on your face
Big disgrace
Somebody betta put you back into your place
Chorus x2
Buddy you're a boy make a big noise
Playin' in the street gonna be a big man some day
You got mud on yo' face
You big disgrace
Kickin' your can all over the place
Singin'
We will we will rock you
We will we will rock you
Buddy you're a young man hard man
Shouting in the street gonna take on the world some day
You got blood on yo' face
You big disgrace
Wavin' your banner all over the place
Chorus
Buddy you're an old man poor man
Pleadin' with your eyes gonna make
You some peace some day
You got mud on your face
Big disgrace
Somebody betta put you back into your place
Chorus x2
by Rampant Teamkiller July 6, 2004

Bohemian Rhapsody is one of the best songs of all time. (the band of course beingQueen) It was Released on 31th October, 1975, it entered the charts at number 1, where it stayed for over two months.
Bohemian Rhapsody was written by Freddie Mercury, who also wrote We are the Champions and Killer Queen. Its lyrics are cryptic and do not make much sense at first glance. Freddie made a point of never explaining the lyrics, so that people could apply it to their own lives. Or somthing like that.
Freddie sings and plays the piano, Deacon plays the bass, Taylor sings some parts and plays the drums, and May plays the guitar.
It appeared on the album A Night at the Opera, but is also on Greatest Hits 2, as well as Classic Queen.
Just listen to it. It's a great song. It's even better than Stairway to Heaven and November Rain. Put together. It's better than pizzia. Yeah, i said it.
In case you're wondering, the song's title- "Bohemian Rhapsody" means somthing like "free and unrestrained happines," (I looked it up)
Bohemian Rhapsody was written by Freddie Mercury, who also wrote We are the Champions and Killer Queen. Its lyrics are cryptic and do not make much sense at first glance. Freddie made a point of never explaining the lyrics, so that people could apply it to their own lives. Or somthing like that.
Freddie sings and plays the piano, Deacon plays the bass, Taylor sings some parts and plays the drums, and May plays the guitar.
It appeared on the album A Night at the Opera, but is also on Greatest Hits 2, as well as Classic Queen.
Just listen to it. It's a great song. It's even better than Stairway to Heaven and November Rain. Put together. It's better than pizzia. Yeah, i said it.
In case you're wondering, the song's title- "Bohemian Rhapsody" means somthing like "free and unrestrained happines," (I looked it up)
Is this the real life?
Is this just fantasy?
Caught in a landslide
No escape from reality
Open your eyes
Look up to the skies and see
I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy
Because I'm easy come, easy go
A little high, little low
Anyway the wind blows, doesn't really matter to me, to me
Mama, just killed a man
Put a gun against his head
Pulled my trigger, now he's dead
Mama, life had just begun
But now I've gone and thrown it all away
Mama, ooo
Didn't mean to make you cry
If I'm not back again this time tomorrow
Carry on, carry on, as if nothing really matters
Too late, my time has come
Sends shivers down my spine
Body's aching all the time
Goodbye everybody - I've got to go
Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth
Mama, ooo - (anyway the wind blows)
I don't want to die
I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all
I see a little silhouetto of a man
Scaramouche, Scaramouche, will you do the fandango?
Thunderbolt and lightning - very very frightening me
Gallileo, Gallileo,
Gallileo, Gallileo,
Gallileo Figaro - magnifico
But I'm just a poor boy and nobody loves me
He's just a poor boy from a poor family
Spare him his life from this monstrosity
Easy come easy go - will you let me go?
Bismillah! No - we will not let you go - let him go
Bismillah! We will not let you go - let him go
Bismillah! We will not let you go - let me go
Will not let you go - let me go (never)
Never let you go - let me go
Never let me go - ooo
No, no, no, no, no, no, no -
Oh mama mia, mama mia, mama mia let me go
Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me
for me
for me
So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye?
So you think you can love me and leave me to die?
Oh baby - can't do this to me baby!
Just gotta get out - just gotta get right outta here!
Ooh yeah, ooh yeah
Nothing really matters
Anyone can see
Nothing really matters - nothing really matters to me
Anyway the wind blows...
Is this just fantasy?
Caught in a landslide
No escape from reality
Open your eyes
Look up to the skies and see
I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy
Because I'm easy come, easy go
A little high, little low
Anyway the wind blows, doesn't really matter to me, to me
Mama, just killed a man
Put a gun against his head
Pulled my trigger, now he's dead
Mama, life had just begun
But now I've gone and thrown it all away
Mama, ooo
Didn't mean to make you cry
If I'm not back again this time tomorrow
Carry on, carry on, as if nothing really matters
Too late, my time has come
Sends shivers down my spine
Body's aching all the time
Goodbye everybody - I've got to go
Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth
Mama, ooo - (anyway the wind blows)
I don't want to die
I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all
I see a little silhouetto of a man
Scaramouche, Scaramouche, will you do the fandango?
Thunderbolt and lightning - very very frightening me
Gallileo, Gallileo,
Gallileo, Gallileo,
Gallileo Figaro - magnifico
But I'm just a poor boy and nobody loves me
He's just a poor boy from a poor family
Spare him his life from this monstrosity
Easy come easy go - will you let me go?
Bismillah! No - we will not let you go - let him go
Bismillah! We will not let you go - let him go
Bismillah! We will not let you go - let me go
Will not let you go - let me go (never)
Never let you go - let me go
Never let me go - ooo
No, no, no, no, no, no, no -
Oh mama mia, mama mia, mama mia let me go
Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me
for me
for me
So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye?
So you think you can love me and leave me to die?
Oh baby - can't do this to me baby!
Just gotta get out - just gotta get right outta here!
Ooh yeah, ooh yeah
Nothing really matters
Anyone can see
Nothing really matters - nothing really matters to me
Anyway the wind blows...
by Rampant Teamkiller June 21, 2004

by Rampant Teamkiller July 4, 2004

by Rampant Teamkiller September 1, 2004

Like a Kill, except instead of killing an enemy to get it, you kill a teammate. This is much easier, becasue they don't expect it. You can, for example, walk up to them and Pistol whip them to death. But, once they're onto you, it gets alot harder. And a name like Rampant Teamkiller doesn't exactly help.
Pvt_ryn272 was sitting on the ridge of a hill when Rampant, his teammate, walked up behind him and emptied his mp44 into Pvt_ryn's ass. Rampant was awarded with a team kill, and walked away a much better person.
by Rampant Teamkiller July 7, 2004

A Song by Queen. Everybody knows this song, and it owns. First released in 1977 in "News of the World," It soon became a radio favorite, and a rock classic. It is played often at sporting events and is one of the world's most recognizable songs, after We Will Rock You (also by Queen, see how much Queen Owns?)
I've paid my dues
Time after time
I've done my sentence
But committed no crime
And bad mistakes
I've made a few
I've had my share of sand
Kicked in my face
But I've come through
And we mean to go on and on and on and on
We are the champions - my friends
And we'll keep on fighting
Till the end
We are the champions
We are the champions
No time for losers
'Cause we are the champions of the World
I've taken my bows
And my curtain calls
You brought me fame and fortune
And everything that goes with it
I thank you all
But it's been no bed of roses
No pleasure cruise
I consider it a challenge before
The whole human race
And I ain't gonna lose
And we mean to go on and on and on and on
We are the champions - my friends
And we'll keep on fighting
Till the end
We are the champions
We are the champions
No time for losers
'Cause we are the champions of the World
We are the champions - my friends
And we'll keep on fighting
Till the end
We are the champions
We are the champions
No time for losers
'Cause we are the champions
Time after time
I've done my sentence
But committed no crime
And bad mistakes
I've made a few
I've had my share of sand
Kicked in my face
But I've come through
And we mean to go on and on and on and on
We are the champions - my friends
And we'll keep on fighting
Till the end
We are the champions
We are the champions
No time for losers
'Cause we are the champions of the World
I've taken my bows
And my curtain calls
You brought me fame and fortune
And everything that goes with it
I thank you all
But it's been no bed of roses
No pleasure cruise
I consider it a challenge before
The whole human race
And I ain't gonna lose
And we mean to go on and on and on and on
We are the champions - my friends
And we'll keep on fighting
Till the end
We are the champions
We are the champions
No time for losers
'Cause we are the champions of the World
We are the champions - my friends
And we'll keep on fighting
Till the end
We are the champions
We are the champions
No time for losers
'Cause we are the champions
by Rampant Teamkiller July 6, 2004
