quote:Lijst tot nu toe: http://wiki.fok.nl/index.php/Foks_eigen_Top_2000Op zaterdag 3 januari 2009 15:08 schreef yvonne het volgende:
Ieder jaar vaste prik, de Top 2000 op radio2.
Maaaaar, de leuke nummers komen of niet aan bod, of veranderen nooit van plaats.
Hier FOK!s eigen Top 2000.
Spelregels:
Let op de juiste nummering.
Zoek songteksten erbij, of hoezen of plaatjes van de band, ditjes en datjes uit die tijd, wees creatief
Ga niet als ene dolle zitten volposten, maar zoek op je gemak een nummer dat jij op die plaats vindt horen.
Laatst gepost: 1188 Ritchie Valens - La Bamba
Een soort van vrouwlijke versie van The Jesus and Mary Chain, maar ook voorlopers van oa Primitives en Darling Buds. Uit 1986 van hun eniger album.
Sucker love is heaven sent.
You pucker up, our passion's spent.
My hearts a tart, your body's rent.
My body's broken, yours is bent.
Carve your name into my arm.
Instead of stressed, I lie here charmed.
Cuz there's nothing else to do,
Every me and every you.
Sucker love, a box I choose.
No other box I choose to use.
Another love I would abuse,
No circumstances could excuse.
In the shape of things to come.
Too much poison come undone.
Cuz there's nothing else to do,
Every me and every you.
Every me and every you,
Every Me...he
Sucker love is known to swing.
Prone to cling and waste these things.
Pucker up for heavens sake.
There's never been so much at stake.
I serve my head up on a plate.
It's only comfort, calling late.
Cuz there's nothing else to do,
Every me and every you.
Every me and every you,
Every Me...he
Every me and every you,
Every Me...he
Like the naked leads the blind.
I know I'm selfish, I'm unkind.
Sucker love I always find,
Someone to bruise and leave behind.
All alone in space and time.
There's nothing here but what here's mine.
Something borrowed, something blue.
Every me and every you.
Every me and every you,
Every Me...he
Every me and every you,
Every Me...he [x4]
Shoop shoop, shoop de-lang-a-lang
Shoop shoop, shoop de-lang-a-lang
Shoop shoop, shoop de-lang-a-lang
Shoop shoop, shoop de-lang-a-lang
Shoop shoop, shoop de-lang-a-lang
Shoop shoop, shoop de-lang-a-lang
Shoop shoop, shoop de-lang-a-lang
Shoop shoop, shoop de-lang-a-lang
Oh what you gonna do, Katie?
You're a sweet sweet girl
But it's a cruel, cruel world
a cruel, cruel world.
My pins are none too strong, Katie
Hurry up, Mrs Brown
I can feel it coming down
& it won't take none too long
But since you said goodbye
Polka dots fill my eyes
And I don't know why
Shoop shoop, shoop de-lang-a-lang
Shoop shoop, shoop de-lang-a-lang
Shoop shoop, shoop de-lang-a-lang
Shoop shoop, shoop de-lang-a-lang
What you gonna do Katie?
You're a sweet, sweet girl
But it's a cruel, cruel world
a cruel, cruel world
Safety pins are none too strong Katie
they hold my life together
And I never say never
And I never say never again
But since you said goodbye
The polka dots fill my eyes
And I don't know why
Since you said goodbye
the polka dots fill my eyes
And I don't know why
Say you want
Say you will
Say you won't but don't leave me standing
Say you will, it's up to anyone
That's what they all like to know
...
And since you said goodbye
the polka dots fill the sky
And I don't know why
moving down the fuselage
toward the open door
catch you looking down outside
to see what lies ahead
one by one
you watch them fall
fall through cloud
one by one
you watch them fall
no idea where they're going
but down
where they've gone
where they've gone
watching as the sun goes down
i sit inside this plane
notice how the city lights
are like the nerves inside a brain
one by one
they're going out
you watch them dim
one by one
you watch them fall
and wonder where they're falling to
Een western in 7 minuten.
Buenas Tardes Amigo
Hola, my good friend
Cinco de Mayo's on Tuesday
And I hoped we'd see each other again
You killed my brother last winter
You shot him three times in the back
In the night I still hear mama weeping
Oh mama, still dresses in black
I looked at every fiesta
For you I wanted to greet
Maybe I'd sell you a chicken
With poison interlaced with the meat
You...you look like my brother
Mama loved him the best
He was head honcho with the ladies
Mama always said he was blessed
The village all gathered around him
They couldn't believe what they saw
I said it was you that had killed him
And that I'd find you and upstand the law
The people of the village believed me
Mama...she wanted revenge
I told her that I'd see that she was honored
I'd find you and put you to death
So now...now that I've found you
On this such a joyous day
I tell you it was me who killed him
But the truth I'll never have to say
Buenas tardes amigo
Hola, my good friend
Cinco de Mayo's on Tuesday
And I hoped we'd see each other again
Yes, I hoped we'd see each other again
Een goed verscholen pareltje, weggedrukt op cd 2 van het postume 'Sketches For My Sweetheart; The Drunk'. Niettemin een plaat die de aandacht verdient. Voor de tekst; check deze versie!
Een van mijn favoriete singer/songwriters die over één van mijn andere favorieten zingt.
I saw Nick Drake
At the corner of time and motion
I caught his eye
And he caught mine
I said "You're tall."
He said "No taller than tomorrow's ocean."
I saw Nick Drake
And he was fine
I saw Nick Drake
As we were carrying the ice together
I saw his face
Beneath the glass
The net was gone
And all the strawberries of English weather
I saw him pass
Right through this place
I saw Nick Drake
The habits of a lifetime
Will lay you low
Into your grave
And when you're gone
You take the whole world with you
I saw Nick Drake
I saw him wave
And we're in bloom
Goed nummer van Radiohead, maar zeker niet hun beste, daarom op deze positie
Rows of houses all bearing down on me
I can feel their blue hands touching me
All these things in all positions
All these things will one day take control
And fade out again and fade out
This machine will will not communicate these thoughts
And the strain I am under
Be a world child form a circle before we all go under
And fade out again and fade out again
Cracked eggs dead birds
Scream as they fight for life
I can feel death can see it�s beady eyes
All these things into frution
All these things we�ll one day swallow whole
And fade out again and fade out again.
there's gotta be a record of you some place
you gotta be on somebody's books
the lowdown - a picture of your face
your injured looks
the sacred and profane
the pleasure and the pain
somewhere your fingerprints remain concrete
and it's your face I'm looking for on every street
a ladykiller - regulation tattoo
silver spurs on his heels
says - what can I tell you as I'm standing next to you
she threw herself under my wheels
oh it's a dangerous road
and a hazardous load
and the fireworks over liberty expode in the heat
and it's your face I'm looking for on every street
a three-chord symphony crashes into space
the moon is hanging upside down
I don't know why it is I'm still on the case
it's a ravenous town
and you still refuse to be traced
seems to me such a waste
and every victory has a taste that's bittersweet
and it's your face I'm looking for on every street
Geweldig!
An unseen ruler defines with geometry
An unrulable expanse of geography
An aerial photographer over-exposed
To the cartologist's 2D images knows
The areas where the water flowed
So petrified, the landscape grows
Straining eyes try to understand
The works, incessantly in hand
The carving and paring of the land
The quarter square, the graph divides
Beneath the rule a country hides
Interrupting my train of thought
Lines of longitude and latitude
Define and refine my altitude
The curtain's undrawn
Harness fitted, no escape
Common and peaceful, duck, flat, lowland
Landscape, canal, canard, water coloured
Crystal palaces for floral kings
A well-known waving span of wings
Witness the sinking of the sun
A deep breath of submission has begun
Leuke band uit de jaren tachtig, die met Steve McQueen een goed album maakte. Dit is mijn favoriete nummer!
I spend the days with my vanity
I'm lost in heaven and I'm lost to earth
Didn't give you minutes not even moments
All my life in a tower of foil
Shaded feelings, don't believe you
When you were there before my eyes
No one planned it took it for granted
I count the hours since you slipped away
I count the hours that I lie awake
I count the minutes and the seconds too
All I stole and I took from you
But Bonny don't live at home, he don't live at home
Words don't hold you, broken soldiers
INSTRUMENTAL
I count the hours since you slipped away
I count the hours that I lie awake
I count the minutes and the seconds too
All I stole and I took from you
But Bonny don't live at home, he don't live at home
Words don't hold you, broken soldiers
All my silence and my strained respect
Missed chances and the same regrets
Kiss the thief and you save the rest
All my insights from retrospect
But Bonny's not coming home, he don't live at home
Save your speeches, flowers are for funerals
Katie Jane Garside kennen we wel, van Daisy Chainsaw en Queen Adreena. Maar ze heeft ook een zus! Melanie heet die volgens de wet, maar zelf noemt ze zich regelmatig Maple Bee. Ze begon met een singer/songwriter album onder haar eigen naam, sloot zich aan bij middeleeuws 'koor' Mideavel Babes en verschillende bands waaronder die van haar zus. En Vertigo Angels, die toch wel een erg goed album hebben gemaakt in 2003. De keus op youtube is beperkt, maar dit nummer is ook wel erg goed.
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Me llaman el desaparecido
Cuando llega ya se ha ido
Volando vengo, volando voy
Deprisa deprisa a rumbo perdido
Cuando me buscan nunca estoy
Cuando me encuentran yo no soy
El que está enfrente porque ya
Me fui corriendo más allá
Me dicen el desaparecido
Fantasma que nunca está
Me dicen el desagradecido
Pero esa no es la verdad
Yo llevo en el cuerpo un dolor
Que no me deja respirar
Llevo en el cuerpo una condena
Que siempre me echa a caminar
Me dicen el desaparecido
Que cuando llega ya se ha ido
Volando vengo, volando voy
Deprisa deprisa a rumbo perdido
Me dicen el desaparecido
Fantasma que nunca está
Me dicen el desagradecido
Pero esa no es la verdad
Yo llevo en el cuerpo un motor
Que nunca deja de rolar
llevo en el alma un camino
Destinado a nunca llegar
Cuando me buscan nunca estoy
Cuando me encuentran yo no soy
El que esta enfrente por que ya
me fui corriendo mas alla
Me dicen el desaparecido
Cuando llega ya se ha ido
Volando vengo, volando voy
Deprisa deprisa a rumbo perdido
Perdido en el siglo...
Perdido en el siglo…
siglo XX...
rumbo al XXI…
(cuando llegare, cuando llegare……)
Weeping with you. Arms around them
Keeping with you. Feeling their shiver
Flowing with you. Without your men
Drowning with you. Deep in this river
Tired and lonely. Sitting and staring
Weak and filthy. No longer caring
Wasting to nothing. The rubble of you
Hoping for something. Poison where love grew
She is broken
People. Feel her mind
People. Fill your eyes
Her body is broken
Leave me be, with my memories
I can still see all the lovers of me
I still know those feelings
You're still mine, my lover
I watch over you
No sorrow. Please, no tears
Goodbye my lover
Holy and fallen. Watch yourself die
Years, and still weeps. Never forgottenFade and wither. Long lost the fight
Tremble to sleep. Her man long gone
Een mooi nummer van Harrison op het album Let It Be
All thru' the day I me mine, I me mine, I me mine.
All thru' the night I me mine, I me mine, I me mine.
Now they're frightened of leaving it
Ev'ryone's weaving it,
Coming on strong all the time,
All thru' the day I me mine.
I-I-me-me mine,
I-I-me-me mine,
I-I-me-me mine,
I-I-me-me mine.
All I can hear I me mine, I me mine, I me mine.
Even those tears I me mine, I me mine, I me mine.
No-one's frightened of playing it
Ev'ryone's saying it,
Flowing more freely than wine,
All thru' Your life, I me mine.
I-I-me-me mine,
I-I-me-me mine,
I-I-me-me mine,
I-I-me-me mine.
All I can hear I me mine, I me mine, I me mine.
Even those tears I me mine, I me mine, I me mine.
No-one's frightened of playing it
Ev'ryone's saying it,
Flowing more freely than wine,
All thru' your life I me mine.
De band werd opgericht door bassist/zanger John Wetton en drummer Bill Bruford, die elkaar nog kenden van King Crimson. Bruford had daarvoor al faam verworven als drummer van Yes. Na zijn periode bij King Crimson werd Bruford ook nog gevraagd als extra (live)drummer bij Genesis. Wetton verbleef na King Crimson enige tijd bij de Britse hardrockband Uriah Heep.
In eerste instantie was Rick Wakeman (Yes) bij het project betrokken, maar die hield het al snel voor gezien. In zijn plaats kwam Eddie Jobson, die naast toetsen ook elektrische viool speelde en meespeelde op albums van o.a. Curved Air en Roxy Music. Ook werd jazzrockgitarist Allan Holdsworth aan de band toegevoegd. Hij zat in die tijd ook in de band van Bruford.
Het eerste album verschijnt in 1978, en heet simpelweg UK. Het album laat een geslaagde mix horen van progressieve rock en jazzrock, in de lijn van King Crimson en Bruford, maar virtuozer en met een meer bombastisch, ‘symfonisch’ geluid, met avontuurlijke, doch toegankelijkere nummers. Belangrijkste songwriters zijn Wetton en Jobson.
Na de eerste tournee besluiten Bruford en Holdsworth het voor gezien te houden. Bruford keert begin jaren 80 terug bij een hernieuwd King Crimson, en nog later in 2 versies van Yes.
Wetton en Jobson besluiten door te gaan met drummer Terry Bozzio, onder meer bekend van Frank Zappa. Een nieuwe gitarist wordt niet aangetrokken. In deze samenstelling neemt men het album Danger Money op, dat verschijnt in 1979. Van dit album wordt het nummer Rendezvous 6:02 op single uitgebracht, wat ook in Nederland een bescheiden hit wordt. Danger Money is minder jazzgericht, maar meer in de stijl van Emerson, Lake and Palmer, met hardere drums en dikke lagen keyboards.
Van de tournee die volgt verschijnt het live-album Night After Night, waarop ook twee nieuwe nummers. Maar op het moment van verschijnen is de groep al uit elkaar. John Wetton zien we later terug in de supergroep Asia. Eddie Jobson richt de band Zinc op, en maakt onder andere de elpee The Green Album met o.a. Gary Green van Gentle Giant.
Halverwege de jaren 90 komt ineens het bericht dat Wetton en Jobson opnieuw samenwerken. Er worden inderdaad nummers geschreven, maar van een nieuw UK album komt het niet.
Fischer Z, de band van John Watts was in Nederland en Duitsland succesvoller en populairder dan in eigen land. Dat terwijl ze qua muziek en teksten toch prima in de sombere jaren 80 passen. Maar ook Watts heeft wel eens een dolle bui, en dan schrijft-ie zoiets als dit. En nee, het gaat niet over Wilders.
quote:A riddle - a piddle - a middle - again
Limbo
The razamataz is a pain in the bum
Dan Bejar zit ook in New Pornographers en Swan Lake, maar maakt ook met Destroyer mooie muziek. Zie dit nummer, let met name op de nuance qua zang in de slotzinnen, die daardoor ineens een andere lading krijgen.
See the sun crawling over the sky.
Keep an eye on the surf and the sea and the sand.
Don't you know every night is a stand-off with the fucking horizon!
You had a real time of it.
Staring off into the light.
Hands tied behind your back.
Steel chair giving you shivers.
You've always had a problem flowing down rivers...
See the rain falling down from the sky to its death,
Smashed on the street in despair, somewhere over there I swear!
You had a real time of it.
Staring up into the light.
Hands tied behind your head...go!
Stranded on the carousel.
A cripple from the wreck.
I was ringing a bell's neck, looking for a sign.
"Three stars means I'm losing you,"
says The Night to one of her romances.
The plane lands and everybody dances, it's fine...
You had a real time of it.
Staring off into the light.
Hands tied behind your head.
Steel chair giving you shivers.
You always had a problem flowing down rivers!
You've always had a problem flowing down rivers!
Is everybody happy?
knock, knock, knock, knock
You can't come in
knock, knock, knock
You can't come in
You're wondering now,
What to do, now you know this is the end
You're wondering how,
You will pay, for the way you did behave
Curtain has fallen,
Now you're on your own
I won't return,
Forever you will wait
You're wondering now,
What to do, now you know this is the end
Curtain has fallen, now you're on your own
I won't return, forever you will wait
You're wondering now, what to do,
Now you know this is the end
You're wondering how, you will pay,
For the way you did behave
You're wondering now, what to do,
Now you know this is the end
You're wondering now, what to do,
Now you know this is the end.
Het is een cover. Versie met Doreen Shaffer
Amy deed het ook
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Liedjes over neuken. De 'komische' en sensuele varianten zijn er genoeg, maar mooie liedjes werden er niet zo heel vaak over geschreven. Soms wel.
Geen enkele ouder verdient het de dood van een van zijn/haar kinderen mee te maken. Het overkwam Robert Plant helaas wel, toen zijn zoontje Karac, slechts vijf jaar oud, in 1977 overleed aan een maaginfectie. Robert schreef de tekst voor "All my love" voor zijn verloren kind.
Should I fall out of love, my fire in the light
To chase a feather in the wind
Within the glow that weaves a cloak of delight
There moves a thread that has no end.
For many hours and days that pass ever soon
the tides have caused the flame to dim
At last the arm is straight, the hand to the loom
Is this to end or just begin?
[Chorus:] All of my love, all of my love, All of my love to you. [repeat]
The cup is raised, the toast is made yet again
One voice is clear above the din
Proud Aryan one word, my will to sustain
For me, the cloth once more to spin
[Chorus]
Yours is the cloth, mine is the hand that sews time
his is the force that lies within
Ours is the fire, all the warmth we can find
He is a feather in the wind
[Chorus]
Een band die zeker niet mag ontbreken.
Ive been waiting for a guide to come and take me by the hand,
Could these sensations make me feel the pleasures of a normal man?
These sensations barely interest me for another day,
Ive got the spirit, lose the feeling, take the shock away.
Its getting faster, moving faster now, its getting out of hand,
On the tenth floor, down the back stairs, its a no mans land,
Lights are flashing, cars are crashing, getting frequent now,
Ive got the spirit, lose the feeling, let it out somehow.
What means to you, what means to me, and we will meet again,
Im watching you, Im watching her, Ill take no pity from you friends,
Who is right, who can tell, and who gives a damn right now,
Until the spirit new sensation takes hold, then you know,
Until the spirit new sensation takes hold, then you know,
Until the spirit new sensation takes hold, then you know,
Ive got the spirit, but lose the feeling,
Ive got the spirit, but lose the feeling,
Feeling, feeling, feeling, feeling, feeling, feeling, feeling.
Nog maar een nummer van Will Oldham en dan misschien wel zijn beste...
Well, you're my friend, and can you see?
Many times, we've been out drinking;
Many times we shared our thoughts.
But did you ever, ever notice, the kind of thoughts I got?
Well, you know I have a love; a love for everyone I know.
And you know I have a drive, to live I won't let go.
But can you see its opposition, comes rising up sometimes?
That its dreadful imposition, comes blacking in my mind?
And then I see a darkness,
And then I see a darkness,
And then I see a darkness,
And then I see a darkness.
Did you know how much I love you?
Its a hope that somehow you,
Can save me from this darkness.
Well, I hope that someday buddy
We have peace in our lives;
Together or apart,
Alone or with our wives,
And we can stop our whoring,
And pull the smiles inside,
And light it up forever,
And never go to sleep.
My best unbeaten brother,
This isn't all I see.
Oh no, I see a darkness.
Oh no, I see a darkness.
(Oh) no, I see a darkness.
Oh no, I see a darkness.
Did you know how much I love you?
Its a hope that somehow you,
Can save me from this darkness.
They say it takes a ring of gold
to fix the outer shell
so hold on until they return
enslave the native tongue
to mine their freedom out
so hold on and don't give in
Our world is only what we're told
how do we know?
Life spans 1000 years have gone
but just a minute above
so hold on until they return
sheltered thoughts and fears
if they claim what's theirs
so hold on and don't give in
Fading out, now we're fading out
Geweldig nummer!
Darling, that morning you chose to go
I woke in my boots and clothes
You dig in my cards, stole all my cash
Even my 500 dollar suit was slashed
And I just lay there watching the sun fall down from the sky
Not wanting to open the letter
But opening it anyway
And seeing those two words;
Lover lover goodbye
So slowly goes the night
Next to me lies your body
Playing like a map of some forbidden land
And I trace the ghost of your bones with my trembling hand
Dark is my night
And darker is my day
Yeah
I musta been blind, out of my mind
I never never saw the warning sign
How goes it?
It goes lonely
It goes slowly
So slowly goes the night
Ten lonely days ten lonely nights
Come
I watch the moon get flayed each night
Till the moon becomes the skinning knife
The skins of my sins I send to cover and comfort you
I know of a heaven,
But honey, I know of a hell
Yeah
I hang my head
I toss in my bed
I never never forget the words you said
One evening "I'm leaving"
And I laughed and checked her breathing
And said darling
"Go slowly through the night"
O baby I feel the heal of time
And it hurts
I wake to find you sitting right there
Cutting tangles outta your hair
Singing a song that’s all wrong
Hey, but that’s all right, I don’t care
Darling I’m sorry
For all your misery
Yeah
I reach out and embrace
An empty space
A song that slowly slowly fades
Where goes it?
It goes someplace
It goes somewhere where it’s lonely
And black as the night
Come on home, lets put things right
Put things right
I hang my head and cry cry cry
Darling all night I try
To seize on a reason for this mad mad season
The nights they are so long now
I can’t remember them being light
Call it sleep call it death, call it what you like
But only sleep, only sleep brings you back to life
Yeah
I hang my head
I toss and I sweat
I never never never can forget
How goes it?
Well I’m going
Baby slowly slowly goin'
And we both know that its gonna be alright
It ain't you that has to cry cry cry
Mm
Ten lonely days
Ten lonely nights
O since you left my side side side
Yeah but nobody searches
Nobody cares somehow
When the loving that you've wasted
Comes raining from a hapless cloud
And I might stop and look upon your face
Disappears in the sweet, sweet gaze
See the living thats surrounds me
Dissipate in a violet blaze
Can't you see what you've done to my heart, and soul?
This is a wasteland now
We spies, we slow hands
Put the weights all around yourself
We spies, oh yeah we slow hands
You put the weights all around yourself now
I submit my incentive is romance
I watched the pole dance of the stars
We rejoice cause the hurting is so painless
From the distance of passing cars
But I am married to your charms and grace
I just go crazy like the good old days
You makes me want to pick up a guitar
And celebrate the myriad of ways that I love you
Can you see what you've done to my heart, and soul?
This is a wasteland now
We spies, yeah we slow hands
You put the weights all around yourself
We spies, oh yeah we slow hands
Killer for hire, you know not yourself
We spies, we slow hands
You out the weights all around yourself
We spies, oh yeah we slow hands
We retire like nobody else
We spies, intimate slow hands
Killer for hire you know not yourself
We spies, intimate slow hands
You let the face slap around the self
Majestueus mooi nummer!
I'm the same by name, I had a friend called 'generous bilby'
He was the same by name
His only advice was that he died while I did a little dance
From dust to dust the preacher sighted, I did a little cry
On adjourn by name, last there at long
It's not favorably me, for not believing what I saw
His only advice was that I danced in this shinny white shirt
He should have known I'd be the last, to be there first
Right as rain
Tombstone and the damage done
How beautiful the naked skin, how beautiful it glows
This is where the bleeding stops and this is what it shows
It has turned into a scar, the same, just the same, the same
But anyway, this is where the samuel park has fit upon your toes
And a man my name had a friend called 'deadly bilby' but he slipped away
And he said, poor me out some whiskey man, there's something you should know
The person that you take me for, was buried long ago
Right as rain
Tombstone and the damage done, how beautiful the poetry, how beautiful the prose
This is where the story ends and this is where it goes
It just turned into an alibi
But anyway, this is where the samuel park has fit upon your toes
If you can play on the fiddle
How's about a British jig and reel?
Speaking King's English in quotation
As railhead towns feel the steel mills rust water froze
In the generation
Clear as winter ice
This is your paradise
There ain't no need for ya
There ain't no need for ya
Go straight to Hell boys
Go straight to Hell boys
Y'wanna join in a chorus
Of the Amerasian blues?
When it's Christmas out in Ho Chi Minh City
Kiddie say papa papa papa papa papa-san take me home
See me got photo photo
Photograph of you and Mamma Mamma Mamma-san
Of you and Mamma Mamma Mamma-san
Lemme tell ya 'bout your blood bamboo kid.
It ain't Coca-Cola it's rice.
Straight to Hell, boys
Go straight to Hell, boys
Go straight to Hell, boys
Go straight to Hell, boys
Oh Papa-san
Please take me home
Oh Papa-san
Everybody they wanna go home
So Mamma-san said
You wanna play mind-crazed banjo
On the druggy-drag ragtime U.S.A.?
In Parkland International
Hey! Junkiedom U.S.A.
Where procaine proves the purest rock man groove
and rat poison
The volatile Molotov says-
PSSST...
HEY CHICO WE GOT A MESSAGE FOR YA... SI...
VAMOS VAMOS MUCHACHO
FROM ALPHABET CITY ALL THE WAY A TO Z, DEAD, HEAD
Go straight to Hell, boys
Go straight to Hell, boys
Straight to Hell
Oh Papa-San
Please take me home
There ain't no need for ya,
There ain't no need for ya
Go straight to Hell, boys
Go straight to Hell, boys
Can you cough it up loud and strong
The immigrants
They wanna sing all night long
It could be anywhere
Most likely could be any frontier
Any hemisphere
No man's land
Ain't no asylum here
King Solomon he never lived round here
Straight to Hell, boys
Go straight to Hell, boys
Go straight to Hell, boys
Go straight to Hell, boys
Oh Papa-San
Please take me home
Oh Papa-San
Everybody, they wanna go home now
Op deze plaats kan maar 1 nummer staan. Blondie, met een nummer van hun - in eigen land - doorbraak album Parallel Lines. In Nederland en een aantal andere Europese landen hadden ze al lang een nummer 1 hit met Denis gehad natuurlijk...
1158 Counting Crows - Rain King
Een klassieker van hun eerste plaat. Vanochtend nog gedraaid en hij is toch wel erg sterk.
When I think of heaven
Deliver me in a black-winged bird
I think of flying down into a sea of pens and feathers
And all other instruments of faith and sex and God in the belly of a black-winged bird.
Dont try to feed me
Ive been here before and I deserve a little more
I belong in the service of the queen
I belong anywhere but in between
Shes been crying, Ive been thinking
And I am the rain king
And I said mama, mama, mama, why am I so alone?
I cant go outside
Im scared I might not make it home
Im alive, Im alive but Im sinking in
If theres anyone at home at your place, darling
Why dont you invite me in?
Dont try to bleed me
Cause Ive been there before and I deserve a little more
I belong in the service of the queen
I belong anywhere but in between
Shes been lying, Ive been sinking
And I am the rain king
Hey, I only want the same as anyone
Henderson is waiting for the sun
Oh, it seems night endlessly begins and ends
After all the dreaming I come home again...
When I think of heaven
Deliver me in a black-winged bird
I think of dying
Lay me down in a field of flame and heather
Render up my body into the burning heart of God in the belly of a black-winged bird
Dont try to bleed me
Cause Ive been here before and I deserve a little more
I belong in the service of the queen
I belong anywhere but in between
Shes been dying, Ive been drinking
And I am the rain king
Hier een klassieker van deze held, van het legendarische live-album Kamiel in België
Wederom helaas geen youtubje te vinden
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De meeste liedjes gaan over hondjes
Maar dit gaat over liefde
Het heet Kamiel
Ka-miel
Ik heb een hondje
Het heet Kamiel
Het is een diertje
Kwispelend
Het eet kilo's
Vlees
Fantastisch
Zoals jij, wij
Bloemen kan men kopen
Sla
Ook ja
Ik heb een hondje
Het volgende heet ook Kamiel, maar het is in la
Dus even goed opletten
Het heet Kamiel
Ka-miel
Ik heb een hondje
Het heet Kamiel
Het is een diertje
Kwispelend
Het eet kilo’s
Champignons
Fantastisch
Zoals wij allemaal als we maar willen
Bloemen kan men kopen
Sla
Ook
Ik zei ook, ja
Ik heb een hondje
Heel mooi nummer van Village Green Preservation Society over de vergankelijkheid van oude vriendschappen....
Walter, remember when the world was young
And all the girls knew walters name?
Walter, isnt it a shame the way our little world has changed?
Do you remember, walter, playing cricket in the thunder and the rain?
Do you remember, walter, smoking cigarettes behind your garden gate?
Yes, walter was my mate,
But walter, my old friend, where are you now?
Walters name.
Walter, isnt it a shame the way our little world has changed?
Do you remember, walter, how we said wed fight the world so wed be free.
Wed save up all our money and wed buy a boat and sail away to sea.
But it was not to be.
I knew you then but do I know you now?
Walter, you are just an echo of a world I knew so long ago
If you saw me now you wouldnt even know my name.
I bet youre fat and married and youre always home in bed by half-past eight.
And if I talked about the old times youd get bored and youll have nothing more to say.
Yes people often change, but memories of people can remain.
Terwijl de temperaturen weer naar de 30 graden gaan liggen we lekker in onze hangmat te deinen op de muziek van Kyuss. Bier of cocktail in de hand. Vooral niet te druk maken.
Wat een geweldige tekst van een van de beste (om niet te zeggen: de beste) songwriters aller tijden.
You walk down Alameda shuffling your deck of trick cards over everyone
Like some precious only son
Face down, bow to the champion
You walk down Alameda looking at the cracks in the sidewalk, thinking about your friends
How you maintain all them in a constant set of suspense
For your own protection, over their affection
Nobody broke your heart
You broke your own 'cos you can't finish what you start
Walk down Alameda brushing off the nightmares you wish could plague me when I'm awake
So now you see your first mistake was thinking that you could relate
For one or two minutes she liked you
But the fix is in
You're all pretension, I never pay attention
Nobody broke your heart
You broke your own 'cos you can't finish what you start
Nobody broke your heart
You broke your own 'cos you can't finish what you start
Nobody broke your heart
You broke your own 'cos you can't finish what you start
Nobody broke your heart
If you're alone, it must be you that wants to be apart
Look
Another heart is beating
But how?
Why?
There must be some way to know
So many roads are weaving
And I
Wish
I knew which way I should go
Go the way you go
You can't know what you don't know
Go the way
Go the way you go
So
You say the world if perfect
And all
There is
is all there could be
But it's all just words to me
Can
You
Say more 'cause I want to know
Go the way you go
You can't know what you don't know
Go the way
Go the way you go
Half moon bay playin' forty fives
Hammer's in the window while the moose man drives
And they're passing cars like people
And they never say the things they know
And the master of disaster is sleepin' in the road
Carbon copy of the last place you know
The past is telling how the future will go
And I can't believe you're asking (In your mind)
I can't believe it's taking (so much time)
Sometimes you know the sun can burn you blind
Go the way you go
All kinds of people
Ain't tied to no mast
Got all kinds of visions
Of futures and pasts
They won't confiscate you
They'll quote you no facts
They are the human tides turning
They are the fire burning
Waving their banner of white
The people are right
The people are right
The people are right!
The people are right
The people are right
Are they right?!
Look
Another day is breaking
And hot
Light
Will soon turn the black to blue
I know these roads are weaving
But it's
Alright
Trust in the ones you choose
Go the way you go
(and trust what you choose)
You can't know what you don't know
(there ain't no way to lose now)
Go the way you go
(no matter what you do)
You can't know what you don't know
Go the way you go
De voorloper van Zita Swoon, waarin de geniale Stef Kamil Carlens al liet horen een geweldig componist / zanger te zijn. Prachtige, meeslepende songs.
Hey, stranger
Would you come in through my door
If not now I'll leave it ajar
And then maybe you could come back
I'll be waiting here for you
I'll be hoping here for you
I'll be praying here that you'll believe it's true
That in all these lonely years
I would I have loved your company
But I never could give in
To this fragile side of me
You see I've always been a man of great ambition
But success just turned his back and never came
And now I find I became a man
Of even greater solitude
And I wish I'd spend more time making friends
With guys like you
Oh, stranger
How can I make your stay?
For a little while
Oh, stranger
Please, don't go away
I'm living on
I'm singing on
Just let me sing one song for you
Hey, stranger
This is my song
It is old and it is ragged
I tried it for too long
I tried it time after time
To forget about myself
And to hide in it a while
But a while's been goin' on
Since I can't remember when
And got catched up by the life
Of a lost and lonely man
I think I'm-a sung away a lttle faster
Then I planned
Hey, stranger
This is my life
I can't use it anymore
For I share it with no one but myself
I can't fool you anymore
Let me hide with you a while
Let me try a little while
And then maybe
You'll believe it's true
That in all the years I spent
With the glory of a fool
Making diamonds outta tears
On the highest bid to go
I've been searching for a friend
To tell my troubles to
But I could never understand
How to get out of that cell
Please don't send me back to hell
Every morning I’m broken
Every day I die
Every night I weaken
And every night I cry
Standing in the rain
In the street outside
Running down my face
Tears in my eyes
Demasiado Corazon( - Demasiado Corazon - )
Demasiado Corazon
Demasiado Corazon( - Demasiado Corazon - )
Demasiado Corazon
Don’t know why I wake up
Don’t know why I try
Was that me the cool one
Or some other guy
standing in the shadows
Of the sky above
No one knows I’m crying
Beaten by my love
Demasiado Corazon( - Demasiado Corazon - )
Demasiado Corazon
Demasiado Corazon( - Demasiado Corazon - )
Demasiado Corazon
- INSTRUMENTAL -
Cada manaña
Estoy quebrado
Y por las noches
Me despierto
Lacrimas en mi cara
Abajo de la lluvia
Lonely with my pride
Holding in my pain
Demasiado Corazon( - Demasiado Corazon - )
Demasiado Corazon
Demasiado Corazon( - Demasiado Corazon - )
Demasiado Corazon
Ow sorry,
I am the cool is ook goed, Little Demon is die al eens langsgekomen?
Groeten
[ Bericht 90% gewijzigd door jantje1234 op 07-08-2009 19:48:02 ]
Dubbel zie 1489, maar van de meest grappige bluesartiest mag wel wat meer geplaatst worden.
Kon geen lyrics vinden, maar niets is overdreven natuurlijk.
Toen Transvision Vamp in 1988 in de top 40 kwam stond de Hitkrant vol met punk, oude punkbands, wat is punk, waar heeft Transvision Vamp het van geleerd? Tja, ook toen al moest er een labeltje geplakt worden. Nou ja. De band heeft het 3 albums volgehouden waarna Wendy James een solo carriere heeft geprobeerd te starten. Ondanks de hulp van Elvis Costello die haar hele debuut album schreef is daar weinig van vernomen.
quote:Nee, volgens mij niet.Op vrijdag 7 augustus 2009 18:11 schreef jantje1234 het volgende:
Edit..
Ow sorry,
I am the cool is ook goed, Little Demon is die al eens langsgekomen?
Groeten
Hey Man! Tijd voor weer een nummer van Bowie. Hij schreef dit voor Mott the Hoople, maar die bedankten hiervoor. Toen zette hij het maar op het Ziggy Stardust album. Blijft een lekkere meezinger
(hey man) oh leave me alone you know
(hey man) oh henry, get off the phone, I gotta
(hey man) I gotta straighten my face
This mellow thighed chick just put my spine out of place
(hey man) my schooldays insane
(hey man) my works down the drain
(hey man) well shes a total blam-blam
She said she had to squeeze it but she..and then she..
Oh dont lean on me man, cause you cant afford the ticket
Im back from suffragette city
Oh dont lean on me man
Cause you aint got time to check it
You know my suffragette city
Is outta sight...shes all right
(hey man) ah henry, dont be unkind, go away
(hey man) I cant take you this time, no way
(hey man) droogie dont crash here
Theres only room for one and here she comes, here she comes
Oh dont lean on me man, cause you cant afford the ticket
Im back on suffragette city
Oh dont lean on me man
Cause you aint got time to check it
You know my suffragette city
Is outta sight...shes all right
Oh hit me!
Oh dont lean on me man, cause you cant afford the ticket
Im back from suffragette city
Oh dont lean on me man
Cause you aint got time to check it
You know my suffragette city
Dont lean on me man, cause you cant afford the ticket
Im back from suffragette city
Oh dont lean on me man
Cause you aint got time to check it
You know my suffragette city
Is outta sight...shes all right
A suffragette city, a suffragette city
Im back on suffragette city, Im back on suffragette city
Ooo, sufraggete city, ooo, suffragette city
Oooh-how, sufragette city, oooh-how, sufragette,
Ohhh, wham bam thank you maam!
A suffragette city, a suffragette city
Quite all right
A suffragette city
Too fine
A suffragette city, ooh, a sufragette city
Oh, my sufragette city, oh my suffragette city
Oh, suffragette
Suffragette!
'Herontdekt' dankzij de coverplaat van Matthew Sweet & Susanna Hoffs.
Wake up maggie I think I got something to say to you
Its late september and I really should be back at school
I know I keep you amused but I feel Im being used
Oh maggie I couldnt have tried any more
You lured me away from home just to save you from being alone
You stole my heart and thats what really hurt
The morning sun when its in your face really shows your age
But that dont worry me none in my eyes youre everything
I laughed at all of your jokes my love you didnt need to coax
Oh, maggie I couldnt have tried any more
You lured me away from home, just to save you from being alone
You stole my soul and thats a pain I can do without
All I needed was a friend to lend a guiding hand
But you turned into a lover and
Mother what a lover, you wore me out
All you did was wreck my bed
And in the morning kick me in the head
Oh maggie I couldnt have tried anymore
You lured me away from home cause you didnt want to be alone
You stole my heart I couldnt leave you if I tried
I suppose I could collect my books and get on back to school
Or steal my daddys cue and make a living out of playing pool
Or find myself a rock and roll band that needs a helpin hand
Oh maggie I wish Id never seen your face
You made a first-class fool out of me
But Im as blind as a fool can be
You stole my heart but I love you anyway
Maggie I wish Id never seen your face
Ill get on back home one of these days
Om hem los te gooien!
Give me help
Give me help
You can... levitate me
Then take off them rings
Off them hose
Levitate me
Higher place
Levitate me
Elevator lady (4x)
Lady levitate me
If all in all is true (3x)
If all is true
Won't you please fawn over me (4x)
Shaky shake... Shakey
Levitate me
Come on Pilgrim
You know he loves you
Levitate me
Higer place
Levitate me
He kicked a baby
Elevator lady (3x)
Lady
Elevator Lady
Lady. Lady. Levitate me
If all in all is true (3x)
If all is true
Won't you please run over me (5x)
Me, me, me, me, ...
Call you up in the middle of the night
Like a firefly without a light
You were there like a slow torch burning
I was a key that could use a little turning
So tired that I couldn't even sleep
So many secrets I couldn't keep
Promised myself I wouldn't weep
One more promise I couldn't keep
It seems no one can help me now
I'm in too deep
There's no way out
This time I have really led myself astray
CHORUS
Runaway train never going back
Wrong way on a one way track
Seems like I should be getting somewhere
Somehow I'm neither here no there
Can you help me remember how to smile
Make it somehow all seem worthwhile
How on earth did I get so jaded
Life's mystery seems so faded
I can go where no one else can go
I know what no one else knows
Here I am just drownin' in the rain
With a ticket for a runaway train
Everything is cut and dry
Day and night, earth and sky
Somehow I just don't believe it
CHORUS
Bought a ticket for a runaway train
Like a madman laughin' at the rain
Little out of touch, little insane
Just easier than dealing with the pain
Runaway train never comin' back
Runaway train tearin' up the track
Runaway train burnin' in my veins
Runaway but it always seems the same
Deze man, Jason Molina, moet er hoe dan ook in!
Door het Bob Dylan-toernooi weer wat extra Dylan aan het luisteren, en ook wat Dylan-covers natuurlijk. Dit blijft een hele mooie:
Er mag wel weer een hiphopplaat in, en wel één van de altijd boze Jawat.
1141 Aretha Franklin - (Sweet Sweet Baby) Since You've Been Gone
Baby baby, sweet baby
There's something that I just got to say
Baby baby, sweet baby
You left me hurtin' in a real cold way
Speak your name
And I'll feel a thrill
You said I do
And I said I will
I tell you that I'll stay true
and give you just a little time
Wait on me baby,
I want you to be all mine
I just get so blue
Since you've been gone, baby
(why'd you do it? why'd you have to do it?)
Since you've been gone
(why'd you do it? why'd you have to do it?)
(bridge)
Baby baby, sweet baby
I didn't mean to run you away
It was pride on my lips,
But not in my heart
To say the things that made you stray
But ah, babe
Hear me now
(hear me)
I don't know what I'm gonna do
(hear me)
Got to get you back somehow
(hear me now)
Oooh, take me back,
consider me please
If you walk in that door,
I can get up off my knees
I just been so blue
Since you've been gone
(why'd you do it? why'd you have to do it?)
Since you've been gone
(why'd you do it? why'd you have to do it?)
Well I've been so lonely
(sweet sweet - sweet sweet baby)
Baby, since you've been gone
(sweet sweet - sweet sweet baby)
I've been so lonely
(why'd you do it? why'd you have to do it?)
Since you've been gone
(why'd you do it? why'd you have to do it?)
Baby baby baby been so lonely
(sweet sweet - sweet sweet baby)
wie weet waar liefde leef
as dit nie in jou hart mag wees?
en wie kan raai wie's die man
wat die rots wat jou hart is kan beweeg?
lief en leed koester ek steeds
sal ek jou ooit kan vergeet
en tyd sal leer, maar tyd verteer
die hart binne my wat steeds aan jou kleef
en ek groet
met die wete dat ek jou agterlaat
in jou liefdelose bestaan
en ek skaam my
om my rug te draai
want dis weer ek wat die liefde verraai
1139 Steve Hackett - Clocks - The Angel of Mons
1138 Rowwen Heze - Twieje Wurd
't dürp is stil 't liekt verloate
't rimpelt in 't oavendlicht
hugstes 'n paar minse proate
deure dreie langzoam dicht
't dürp is muuj 't is verslaage
't dürp dat verloor vandaag
verloor mier dan 't kos verdraage
't waas teveul waat 't zaag
heej stong midde in 't leave
alles wat 'ie zei en doech
doar ging genne weg an neave
heej haj an twieje wurd genog
't dürp woar 'ie waas geboare
dat bouwde 'ie met elke stiën
dat dürp het vandaag verloare
't dürp is vandaag alliën
refrein: vur iederien din os is veurgegoan
vur iederien din alles het gegeave
enne gojje mins blieft altied leave
'n leave lang de moeiste kleure
gerimpeld in 't oavendlicht
dat bield dat kos vur iewig deure
de zon de wind in zien gezicht
't dürp mot opnij beginne
't wil allien mar troest en tied
't dürp blieft vurleupig binne
't dürp is zichzelf kwiet
refrein: vur iederien din os is veurgegoan
vur iederien din alles het gegeave
enne gojje mins blieft altied leave
1137: Pater Moeskroen - Whiskey is de duivel
whisky you're the devil
you're leading me astray
over hills and mountains
and to Amerikay
you're sweetness from the Bleachner
and spunkier than tea
oh whisky you're my darling drunk or sober
Je leven is op orde
Dit moet jouw jaar gaan worden
Je naam zal in de boeken staan
Er is echt niks dat fout kan gaan!?
Hee! Diddelidee!
Wie komt er gezellig op de thee?
Wie brengt er een flesje voor je mee?
‘t Is satan hoogstpersoonlijk
En zeg dan maar ‘s nee!
Whisky is de duivel
Vermomd als een goeie fles
Hij fluistert in je oren:
Eén druppeltje mag best
Je voelt de kater hangen
Straks baal je als een stekker
Whisky is de duivel, maar wel lekker!
Je worstelt en komt boven
Je gaat erin geloven
De glorie straalt je tegemoet
Niks dat jou nog wankelen doet!?
En lig je later in de goot
Ben je ziek of halfdood
Je weet niet eens meer wie je bent
Maar er is er een die jou nog kent!
Vooruit, als we toch vreemde talen doen. Geen idee waar ie het over heeft, maar ik vind het een bijzonder fraai nummer.
Hamagangur, Ég Þusti Niður Að Læknum, Bjargvættur.
Ég Gerði Skip Tilbúið Og Fór Með Litla Bæn Því Ég Var Hræddur.
Sólin Skein Og Lækurinn Seytlaði.
Sóley - Sóley Flugurnar Drepast.
En Í Dag Á Ég Að Bjarga Sem Flestum Flugum.
Með Spotta Í Skip Ég Er Með Í Hvorri Hendi - Ákveðinn.
Ég Kasta Þeim Út Í Hylinn Og Reyni Að Hala Flugurnar Inn Áður En Seiðin Ná Til Þar Sem Þær Berjast Við Strauminn Og Vatnið.
Þannig Líður Dagurinn.
Sjálfur Kominn Um Borð, Var Farinn Að Berjast Við Bæjarlækinn Sem Hafði Þegar Deytt Svo Margar.
Ég Næ Ekki Andanum Og Þyngist Við Hverja Öldu.
Mér Vantar Kraftaverk Því Ég Er Að Drukkna Syndir.
Ég Reyni Að Komast Um Borð. Ég Dreg Í Land Og Bjarga Því Sjálfum Mér Aftur Á Bakkann.
Á Heitan Stein Ég Legg Mig Og Læt Mig Þorna Aftur.
Ég Kasta Mér Út Í Hylinn Og Reyni Að Hala Flugurnar Inn Áður En Seiðin Ná Til Þeirra Þar Sem Þær Berjast Við Strauminn Og Vatnið.
Gustur, Allur Ennblautur.
Frakkur Finnur Hvernig Báturinn Er Kominn Úr Mesta Straumnum Og Landið Smám Saman Nálgaðist.
Hann Bæði Um Borð Í Sjó Og Landi Bjargandi Flugunum Sem Farast Hér.
Þó Sér Í Lagi Sjálfum Sér.
Eilíft Stríð Og Hvergi Friður.
En Það Verður Einhver Að Fórna Sér.
Dagarnir Eru Langir.
Ah, vreemde talen, leuk!
Een klassieker waarvan de meesten van julllie de nederlandse vertaling wel kennen, denk ik.
Ev sistr 'ta Laou, rak sistr zo mat, loñla
Ev sistr 'ta Laou, rak sistr zo mat
Ev sistr 'ta Laou, rak sistr zo mat
Ur blank, ur blank ar chopinad loñla
Ur blank, ur blank ar chopinad
Ar sistr zo graet 'vit bout evet, loñla
Hag ar merc'hed 'vit bout karet
Karomp pep hini e hini, loñla
'Vo kuit da zen kaout jalousi
N'oan ket c'hoazh tri mizeureujet, loñla
'Ben 'vezen bemdez chikanet
Taolioù botoù, fasadigoù, loñla
Ha toull an nor 'wechadigoù
Met n'eo ket se 'ra poan-spered din, loñla
Ar pezh 'oa bet lavaret din
Lâret 'oa din'oan butuner, loñla
Ha lonker sistr ha merc'hetaer
Ev sistr 'ta Laou, rak sistr zo mat, loñla
Ur blank, ur blank ar chopinad
1134: Ivan Mládek - Jo¸in z ba¸in
Jedu takhle tábořit ¨kodou sto na Oravu.
Spěchám, proto riskuji, projí¸dím přes Moravu.
Řádí tam to stra¨idlo, vystupuje z ba¸in,
¸ere hlavně Pra¸áky, jmenuje se Jo¸in.
Jo¸in z ba¸in močálem se plí¸í,
Jo¸in z ba¸in k vesnici se blí¸í,
Jo¸in z ba¸in u¸ si zuby brousí,
Jo¸in z ba¸in kou¨e, saje, rdousí.
Na Jo¸ina z ba¸in, koho by to napadlo,
platí jen a pouze prá¨kovací letadlo.
Projí¸děl jsem dědinou cestou na Vizovice.
Přivítal mě předseda, řek mi u slivovice:
«´ivého či mrtvého Jo¸ina kdo přivede,
tomu já dám za ¸enu dceru a půl JZD.»
Jo¸in z ba¸in… itd.
Říkám: «Dej mi, předsedo, letadlo a prá¨ek,
Jo¸ina ti přivedu, nevidím v tom háček.»
Předseda mi vyhověl, ráno jsem se vznesl,
na Jo¸ina z letadla prá¨ek pěkně klesl.
Jo¸in z ba¸in u¸ je celý bílý,
Jo¸in z ba¸in z močálu ven pílí,
Jo¸in z ba¸in dostal se na kámen,
Jo¸in z ba¸in tady je s ním amen.
Jo¸ina jsem dohnal, u¸ ho dr¸ím, johohó,
dobré ka¸dé lóvé, prodám já ho do ZOO.
Linda Ronstadt begon als folkie in de Stone Poneys maar begon al snel onder haar eigen naam muziek te maken, in het begin nog met mensen die later 'the Eagles' zouden gaan heten als band. Dit nummer is een van haar grootst hits en is nog gebruikt door het Amerikaanse leger als psychologische oorlogsvoering tegen Irakezen. Of die engels verstaan weet ik dan weer niet.
Even after all the days are gone
Even though the writer knows he's wrong
Still the words are written and recalled
In the empty isolated halls
Held in high regard, he comes again
Surface gone from under me, no more security
The future lies erased
These are the last remaining days
If in doubt about the meaning meant
Make this one decision your defense
Stay alive to calculate the dead
Lines of color radiate ahead
Silence now descends upon the earth
Can't deny the evidence
Not now, not even once
The future lies erased
These are the last remaining days
Surface gone from under me, no more security
The future lies erased
These are the last remaining days
The only thing I'll take
While I'm alive and half awake
Is what I've made, no surrender set to fade
The only thing I want is taken out and rained upon
Heart beaten down
No surrender to the sacred sound
When the vision cuts across the sky
There is no reflection in my eye
All the undertakes talk the same
Saving pressure and appointing blame
States of independence form anew
Can't deny the evidence, not now, not even once
The future lies erased
These are the last remaining days
The only thing I'll take
While I'm alive and half awake
Is what I've made, no surrender set to fade
The only thing I want is taken out and rained upon
Heart beaten down
No surrender to the sacred sound
Light shatters the skeleton circus
And the carnival's deadly host
No memory, nothing remembered
From the pages of the Book of Ghosts
Though the system stays in place
What if I'm no longer safe?
Night falling gathers at my heels
Lines the contours of the cold parade
Search everywhere, nothing is revealed
Fear creeps along the cavalcade
Through the fields of evergreen
Passing by as if unseen
Though the system stays the same
What if I'm no longer sane?
The only thing I'll take
While I'm alive and half awake
Is what I've made, no surrender set to fade
The only thing I want
Is taken out and rained upon
Heart beaten down
No surrender to the sacred sound
Wat een passie en woede zit er in dit nummer!
Poetry is no place for a heart that's a whore
And I'm young & I'm strong
But I feel old & tired
Overfired
And I've been poked & stoked
It's all smoke, there's no more fire
Only desire
For you, whoever you are
For you, whoever you are
You say my time here has been some sort of joke
That I've been messing around
Some sort of incubating period
For when I really come around
I'm cracking up
And you have no idea
No idea how it feels to be on your own
In your own home
with the fucking phone
And the mother of gloom
In your bedroom
Standing over your head
With her hand in your head
With her hand in your head
I will not pretend
I will not put on a smile
I will not say I'm all right for you
When all I wanted was to be good
To do everything in truth
To do everything in truth
Oh I wish I wish I wish I was born a man
So I could learn how to stand up for myself
Like those guys with guitars
I've been watching in bars
Who've been stamping their feet to a different beat
To a different beat
To a different beat
I will not pretend
I will not put on a smile
I will not say I'm all right for you
When all I wanted was to be good
To do everything in truth
To do everything in truth
You bloody mother fucking asshole
Oh you bloody mother fucking asshole
Oh you bloody mother fucking asshole
Oh you bloody mother fucking asshole
Oh you bloody mother fucking asshole
Oh you bloody...
I will not pretend
I will not put on a smile
I will not say I'm all right for you
For you, whoever you are
For you, whoever you are
For you, whoever you are
Fast cars, fine ass
These things will pass
And it won't get more profound
Time is a game
Only children play well
How can I love you
If you won't lie down
My youth for a bell
Who's who in hell
My kingdom for a crown
Time is a game
Only children play well
How can I love you
If you won't lie down
Hello, hello... I am your personal assistant
Above, below... I want to help with your existence
I am your clone... I will do anything you ask me
You're not alone... I am your new best friend
The technology, it is killing me and I want to see the future with a personality
And not a fantasy... human energy... 'cos we could soon expire
Hello, hello... I am your personal assistant
Above, below... designed to help with your existence
I drive your car... I can compute the time and distance
Not so bizarre... I am the robot you designed
The technology, it is killing me and I want to see the future with a personality
And not a fantasy... how it used to be before we all expired
In the tragedy of the century when man became a distant memory of biology
An ideology that needed to upgrade
Hello, hello... I am your personal assistant
Above, below... a tool to help with your assistance
Obey your voice... I will do anything you tell me
I have no choice... that is a human ideology
Hello, hello... the world must have an evolution
Above, below... there is no need for revolution
We are your work... you jumped a step in the creation
You have no worth... the sad and fatal revelation
Hello, hello... we are the product of your making
Above, below... there was a food-chain for the taking
Don't be afraid... there will be minimal destruction
We're what you made... without first reading the instructions
Bij de cd: we're in trouble now guys.
Ok let's funk.
Whooa, yeah, whoa, whoa, yeah
Yeah yeah yeah, ahhhhhh, whoa, whoa, yeah
"Shockadelica" section:
The lights go out, the smell of doom
I'll bet is creeping into your lonely room
The bed's on fire, your fate is sealed
And you're so tired, and the reason is Camille-mille
Shockadelica
The girl must be a witch
She's got your mind, body, and soul hitched
Shockadelica
You need a second opinion
But she never wears a stitch
So you can't take her home, she's got you tied with a golden rope
She won't let you play your guitar
And when you've cried enough
Maybe she'll let you up
For a nasty ride in her Shockadeli-car
Gonna make you beg!
Gonna make you beg
Gonna make you spread your leg
Gonna want it, gonna get it
And you'll never regret it
[unintelligible rap]
"Alphabet Street" rap:
Talk to me lover, come on tell me what you taste
Didn't your mama tell you life is to good to waste?
Didn't she tell you that Lovesexy was the glam of them all?
If you can hang, you can trip on it
You surely won't fall
No side effects and the feeling last forever
Straight up - it tastes good
It makes you feel clever
You kiss your enemies like you know you should
Then you jerk your body like a horny pony would
You jerk your body like a horny pony would
Now run and tell your mama about that!
Let me lick your pussy, let me lick your cunt
Let me eat your body, baby, let me make you squeal and grunt
Let me show you how to please me baby
Let me show you how to tease me baby
Baby baby babe get down on your knees
Let me lick your pussy
Let me lick your pussy
Let me lick your pussy
Come on baby, I got somethin' to say
Let me lick your pussy
I wanna say I wanna lick your pussy
Let me lick your pussy
I ain't messin' around - I ain't messin' around
I'm sayin' baby
Let me lick your pussy
Let me lick your pussy
Let me lick your pussy
Oh baby, come here, let me tell you somethin'
How's your pussy baby?
Now we've all got something, you know what I mean?
You've got your pussy
Right there between your legs, baby
You know what it is, don't you? It's a pussy!
Oooh yeah!
You know what I wanna do what that pussy, baby?
You know what I wanna do?
Yeah, don't you, don't you, baby
Take it out, wanna take it to town
Make it feel good for me, bring it back to my place
Then I'm gonna...can you imagine baby?
Let me lick your pussy, oohooohooh
Let me lick your pussy, let me lick your pussy
Let me lick your pussy, oooh baby
Let me lick, let me lick, let me lick your pussy
Come here baby!
First we'll take a bath
Then I'll get my towel, baby
I'll wrap you up - I'm gonna wrap you up in my towel, baby
You know what I'm gonna do then
I just wanna say - you know baby, I could give a great massage
Oh, you can, Gener?
I say, yeah baby, I give you a massage like, like thirteen kings, baby
Oh, Gener!
I say, what you got between your legs, baby?
What does that have to do with a massage, baby?
You know, you know what I really want...it's your pussy baby
I wanna lick your pussy baby
Yeah, you know what I'm saying
You know what I'm saying
You got me going baby
Oh, you got me going like I never thought I'd go before
Shit baby! Come here! Let me lick your pussy!
Let me lick your pussy, baby
Let me lick your pussy
Let me tell you how it will be;
There's one for you, nineteen for me.
'Cause Im the taxman,
Yeah, Im the taxman.
Should five per cent appear too small,
Be thankful I don't take it all.
'Cause Im the taxman,
Yeah, Im the taxman.
if you drive a car - Ill tax the street;
if you try to sit - Ill tax your seat;
if you get too cold - Ill tax the heat;
if you take a walk - I'll tax your feet.
Taxman
'Cause Im the taxman,
Yeah, Im the taxman.
Don't ask me what I want it for, ah-ah, mister Wilson
If you don't want to pay some more. ah-ah, mister Heath
'Cause Im the taxman,
Yeah, Im the taxman.
Now my advice for those who die, taxman
Declare the pennies on your eyes. taxman
'Cause Im the taxman,
Yeah, Im the taxman.
And you're working for no one but me.
Taxman!
The Suicidal Birds bestaan uit 2 dames uit Bakkeveen (friesland), op gitaar en bas.
Ze hebben inmiddels 3 albums uit, de eerste op Transformed Dreams, de laatste 2 op Tocado.
Hoog tijd voor weer wat fijne herrie in de lijst.
1125: Flamborough Head - Mantova
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They descend upon the city like flies
Spraying their eggs into a dead dog’s eyes
It’s england on a saturday night
I wish i could be like them and i try
But i find it more rewarding to walk along the river
Picturing my body discarded in the water
I wonder who will do it and i wonder what they’re doing right now
They opened up the sewers tonight
Animals caged in their appetites
Let loose upon the passer-by
And people like me are just parasites
Take me to the river
I want to feel the water
Closing in and helpless as you’re pushing my head under
I wonder if you’ll do it and i wonder what you’re doing right now
At four am you’re lying right there
With urine and wine dried in your hair
I take you to the river
I want to show you something
I’m making a map from all the flowers i’m collecting
I wonder if i’ll do it and i wonder what i’m doing right now
Van het album Hurricane Bar.
Klassieker van de band waarin Beth Gibbons zo fraai zong. Een donders coole liveversie!
Im so tired, of playing
Playing with this bow and arrow
Gonna give my heart away
Leave it to the other girls to play
For Ive been a temptress too long
Just. .
Give me a reason to love you
Give me a reason to be ee, a woman
I just wanna be a woman
From this time, unchained
Were all looking at a different picture
Thru this new frame of mind
A thousand flowers could bloom
Move over, and give us some room
Give me a reason to love you
Give me a reason to be ee, a woman
I just wanna be a woman
So dont you stop, being a man
Just take a little look from our side when you can
Sow a little tenderness
No matter if you cry
Give me a reason to love you
Give me a reason to be ee, a woman
Its all I wanna be is all woman
For this is the beginning of forever and ever
Its time to move over
was slipping through the cracks
Of a stolen jewel
I was tightrope walking in two ton shoes
Now somebody is talking about a
Third world war
And the police said this was normal control
And the candle was burning yesterday
Like somebody’s best friend died
And I’ve been caught in a mind riot
I was crying from my eye teeth and
Bleeding from my soul
And I sharpened my wits on a dead man’s skull
I built an elevator from his bones
Had climb to the top floor just
To stamp out the coals
And the candle was burning yesterday
Like somebody’s friend died
And I ‘ve been caught in a mind riot
I’m tied within
I’m luck’s last match struck
In the pouring down wind
Ik heb geen informatie over deze meneer, maar kwam dit nummer laatst een keer tegen op TV5 en het is toch redelijk onweerstaanbaar. Waarom? Misschien helpen de dames in de clip (en dan niet die in de eerste minuut) maar misschien is het ook gewoon een lekker niks aan de hand liedje.
quote:Er is ook een 19 minuten durende versie van:Op maandag 17 augustus 2009 20:43 schreef ranja het volgende:
1120 Laurent Voulzy - Rockcollection 008
Ik heb geen informatie over deze meneer, maar kwam dit nummer laatst een keer tegen op TV5 en het is toch redelijk onweerstaanbaar. Waarom? Misschien helpen de dames in de clip (en dan niet die in de eerste minuut) maar misschien is het ook gewoon een lekker niks aan de hand liedje.
quote:pff, als je dat al lang vindt...Op maandag 17 augustus 2009 20:51 schreef ranja het volgende:
Ja, die durf ik nog niet aan. Overdaad schaadt, misschien
1119: TransAtlantic - All of the above
I: Full Moon Rising
In a state of fallen grace
With a smile upon it's face, IT CAME !
Full moon rising today
Like a child but fully grown
Like a star but not so far away !
It came here to take me away
CHORUS
This has never been before
While the sun burns bright as day
Light the sky - hold back no more
Let the full moon rise today
Full moon rising today
So there I was with my complaints
In the comfort of my restraints I stayed
I stayed and had nothing to say
But there it was returning for my eyes
Like a fire that's been burning up the sky
Full moon rising today
CHORUS
II: October Winds
There's a town I used to know
There's a place I used ti go to play
Laughin' all the way
Never thought of where I'd been
Autumn wind came creepin' in one day
Now summer's gone away
Summer's gone away ........... hey
When October winds lay down
When the heat can't melt the ground
And nothing matters anyway
When October winds take hold
When you're down that dank dark road
Maybe nothing matters anyway
III: Camouflaged In Blue
Dead on your feet you walk like no one's home
Out on the street you make your way alone
Soldier of fortune camouflaged in blue
Dawn turns to dusk you sail away in doubt
Love turns to lust you've turned it inside out
Soldier of fortuen camouflaged in blue (but I know you)
All that you are is not the things you do
You know it's true
All that you are is camouflaged in blue
You know it's true
Dead on your feet you walk like no one's home
Out on the street you make your way alone
Soldier of fortune camouflaged in blue
But I know you now
CHORUS
IV: Half Alive
Don't just sit there wasting your time on the phone
Don't be with that skank 'cause it hurts to be alone
And you swarm around like bees to the hive
And you look a man in full but you're half alive
One flew south, one to the east; one went to the west
You became the enemy just to be the best
Waiting for your dream to arrive
You're whole and you're complete but you're half alive
Waiting for your dream to arrive
You're whole and you're complete but you're half alive
V: Undying Love
Pressed to the wall of the rail station hall is the Venus de Milo
You walk through the park 'til the clouds seem to darken the sky
And you wish you could soften your mind
But you feel like they've lockd you in time
And you think you'll be perfectly fine once you get to the water
Suddenly you stop 'cause your feet just won't walk
Like there's someone awaiting
The moon seems alive and looks down on your life just to say
IT'S ALRIGHT
Innocence and undying love will reign
Innocence and undying love will reign
Hearing the call with your back to the wall in a wordless conundrum
Half of your life 'tween a rose and a knife ain't it time ?
You're sure to find
Innocence and undying love will reign
Innocence and undying love will reign
The world will soon be right again
Innocence and undying love will reign
And nothing will at all be the same
Innocence and undying love will reign
VI: Full Moon Rising (Reprise)
In a state of fallen grace, with a smile upon it's face, IT CAME !
... Full moon rising today
While the clock is turning fast, soak it up before it's passed away
Let it become what it may
This has never been before
While the sun burns bright as day
Light the sku - hold back no more
Let the full moon rise today, full moon rising today
Full moon rising today, full moon rising today
Klassiekertje van deze helden van de Ierse Folk
I danced in the morning when the world was young
I danced in the moon and the stars and the sun
I came down from heaven and I danced on the earth
At Bethlehem I had my birth
Dance, dance, wherever you may be
I am the lord of the dance, said he
And I lead you all, wherever you may be
And I lead you all in the dance, said he
I danced for the scribes and the Pharisees
They wouldn't dance, they wouldn't follow me
I danced for the fishermen James and John
They came with me so the dance went on
Dance, dance, wherever you may be
I am the lord of the dance, said he
And I lead you all, wherever you may be
And I lead you all in the dance, said he
I danced on the Sabbath and I cured the lame
The holy people said it was a shame
They ripped, they stripped, they hung me high
Left me there on the cross to die
Dance, dance, wherever you may be
I am the lord of the dance, said he
And I lead you all, wherever you may be
And I lead you all in the dance, said he
I danced on a Friday when the world turned black
It's hard to dance with the devil on your back
They buried my body, they thought I was gone
But I am the dance, and the dance goes on
Dance, dance, wherever you may be
I am the lord of the dance, said he
And I lead you all, wherever you may be
And I lead you all in the dance, said he
They cut me down and I leapt up high
I am the life that will never, never die
I'll live in you if you'll live in me
I am the Lord of the dance, said he
Dance, dance, wherever you may be
I am the lord of the dance, said he
And I lead you all, wherever you may be
And I lead you all in the dance, said he
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Overhead the albatross hangs motionless upon the air
And deep beneath the rolling waves in labyrinths of coral caves
The echo of a distant tide
Comes willowing across the sand
And everything is green and submarine
And no one showed us to the land
And no one knows the wheres or whys
But something stirs and
Something tries
And starts to climb towards the light
Strangers passing in the street
By chance two separate glances meet
And I am you and what I see is me
And do I take you by the hand
And lead you through the land
And help me understand the best I can
And no one calls us to move on
And no one forces down our eyes
And no one speaks
And no one tries
And no one flies around the sun
Cloudless every day you fall
Upon my waking eyes
Inviting and inciting me to rise
And through the window in the wall
Comes streamin in on sunlight wings
A million bright ambassadors of morning
And no one sings me lullabies
And no one makes me close my eyes
So I throw the windows wide
And call to you across the sky.
Tijd voor een nummer van deze hartverscheurend donkere, doch tijdloze klassieker
This is the place where she lay her head
When she went to bed at night
And this is the place our children were conceived
Candles lit the room brightly at night
And this is the place where she cut her wrists
That odd and fateful night
And I said, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, what a feeling
And I said, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, what a feeling
This is the place where we used to live
I paid for it with love and blood
And these are the boxes that she kept on the shelf
Filled with her poetry and stuff
And this is the room where she took the razor
And cut her wrists that strange and fateful night
And I said, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, what a feeling
And I said, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, what a feeling
I never would have started if Id known
That its end this way
But funny thing, Im not at all sad
That it stopped this way
This is the place where she lay her head
When she went to bed at night
And this is the place our children were conceived
Candles lit the room brightly at night
And this is the place where she cut her wrists
That odd and fateful night
And I said, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, what a feeling
And I said, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, what a feeling
Heerlijke nostalgie.
makkik binnen makkik binnen om een lieke te beginnen
over de dinges die kik mij ammaal herinner
uit de goeien ouwen tijd
van rekenen en vlijt
een leven zonder zorgen ambitie of spijt
heelder dagen gaan sjotten
voor den donkere thuis
alleen maar wa ravotten
en t school daar kwam niks van in huis
drei keer durven was doen
maskes plagen liefde vragen
en al wa ge zegt da waarde zelf
me a broek in den helft
het was zo simpel allemaal
zo simpel allemaal
zo simpel as ik vraag het aan
kvraagetaan
er was nog gene gsm gene vtm
en niemand die a hannibal of murdock wilde zen
rons honeymoon carolientje merlina met de parafix
en voerdes was er niks
we mochten niks mor dejen alles
urbanus was nen held
ons pa diejen oj nog haar en we telden al ons geld veur de kermis
showen in de boksauto’s
outrun in plaats van onze commodore
er waren geen cd’s geen mp3’s
alleen mor wa cassetjes
en buurman wa doet u nu
veur ons allereerste tetjes
het was zo simpel allemaal
zo simpel allemaal
zo simpel as ik vraag het aan
kvraagetaan
derde couplet potteke potteke potteke vet
de g’ed al honderd was men eerste brevet
’t songfestival jeuj later naar bed
the reflex fl-fl-fl-flex op ons tennisracket
ja jonges we zagen het groot
we wieren ammel profvoetballer of piloot
en haten was nog geen nationale sport
alleen misschient die koteletten op ons bord
bivakpotsen sponsen broekskes karbonaaien
die knielappen die z’ aan ons broekskes wilden naaien
betsaksaai bettemakemaai
ik stop ermee wa is men schaai
het was zo simpel allemaal
zo simpel allemaal
zo simpel as ik vraag het aan
kvraagetaan
1114: Jethro Tull - Grace
Hello sun.
Hello bird.
Hello my lady.
Hello breakfast.
May I buy you again tomorrow?
I'm taking a ride
With my best friend
I hope he never lets me down again
He knows where he's taking me
Taking me where I want to be
I'm taking a ride
With my best friend
We're flying high
We're watching the world pass us by
Never want to come down
Never want to put my feet back down
On the ground
I'm taking a ride
With my best friend
I hope he never lets me down again
Promises me I'm as safe as houses
As long as I remember who's wearing the trousers
I hope he never lets me down again
Never let me down
See the stars they're shining bright
Everything's alright tonight
Naar aanleiding van het 'sok in de mond' topic bedacht ik me ineens dat er nog geen Cranes in de lijst staat. Cranes bestaan vooral uit broer en zus Jim en Alison Shaw met wisselende drummer en bassist. Al in 1986 kwam hun eerste ep uit, alleen op cassette natuurlijk. Dit nummer komt van hun album Loved uit 1994 en is een van hun meer toegankelijke singles.
Oja, in 2003 of 4 zag ik ze in W2 in Den Bosch. In 2008 is er nog een album van ze uitgekomen, nog steeds goed.
Day dawns dark, it now numbers infinity.
Life crawls from the past, watching in wonder
I trace its patterns in me.
Tomorrow's tomorrow is birth again.
Boats burn the bridge in the fens;
the time of the past returns to my life
and uses it.
Don't blame me for the letters
that may form in the sand;
don't look in my eyes, you may see all the numbers
that stretch in my sky and colour my hand.
Don't say that I'm wrong in imagining
that the voice of my life cannot sing.
Fate enters and talks in old words:
They amuse it.
The hands shine darkly and white:
only in dark they appear.
Bless the baby born today,
flying in pitch, flying on fear.
They shine in my eyes and touch my face
where I have seen them placed before;
don't blame me, please, for the fate that falls:
I did not choose it.
I did not, no no, I did not
I truly did not choose it.
Deze geniale zangeres mag niet ontbreken natuurlijk.
When you ate i saw your eyelashes
Saw them shake like wind on rushes
In the corn field when she called me
Moths surround me - thought they'd drown me
And i miss your precious heart
And i miss your precious heart
Can you hear me, will you listen milkymoon
Don't go near me, don't go missing
In the lissome light of evenin'
Help me, cosmia - i'm grievin'
Dry rose petals, red round circles
Frame your eyes, and stain your knuckles
Dry rose petals, red round circles
Frame your eyes, and stain your knuckles
And all those lonely nights down by the river
Brought me bread and water, water in
But though i tried so hard my little darling
I couldn't keep the night from comin' in
And all those lonely nights down by the river
Brought me bread and water, kith and kin
But in the quiet hour when i am sleepin'
I couldn't keep the night from comin' in
Why you gone away
Gone away again
I'll sleep through the rest of the day
If you're gone away again
I'll sleep through the rest of the day
Sleep through the rest of the day
Sleep through the rest of the day
Why've you gone away, away
Seven suns, seven suns
Away, away, away, away
Can you hear me, will you listen
Don't come near me, don't go missin'
In the lissome light of evenin'
Help me cosmia, i'm grievin'
And all those lonely nights down by the river
Brought me bread and water, water in
But though i tried so hard my little darlin'
I couldn't keep the night from comin' in
And all those lonely nights down by the river
Brought me bread and water, kith and kin
But in the quiet hour when i am sleeping
I couldn't keep the night from comin' in
Beneath the porch light we've all been circlin'
Beat our duck's hearts, singe our flower wings
But in the corner, somethin's happenin'
Wild cosmia - what have you seen?
Water wet her limbs, fire warms her hair
[water were her limbs, fire was her hair]
See the moonlight caught her eye
And she rose through the air
Well if you see true light, then this is my prayer, oh;
Will you call me when you get there?
And i miss your precious heart
And i miss your precious heart
And i miss your precious heart
And i miss your precious heart
But release your precious heart
To its feast, oh precious heart
quote:Deed ze al niet, "Sawdust and diamonds" stond er al in.Op woensdag 19 augustus 2009 15:49 schreef methodmich het volgende:
1110 Joanna Newsom - Cosmia
Deze geniale zangeres mag niet ontbreken natuurlijk.
1109: Jon Anderson - Born to dance
Fortune takes its name from tunesongs
Given for the freedom now delivered .
Wake each son and daughters lovelife
Spread the sweetest tidings now
Never let the sign of doubt
Love is here to stay
Born to dance
Born to live
Each one sacred step of life...
Born to dance
Born to live
Each one sacred step of life...
Gather all your favorite memories
Given for the wisdom now delivered
Sing each father, mother, love life
Spread the strongest tidings now
Never will the darkness be
Love is here to stay
Born to dance
Born to live
Each one sacred step of life...
Born to dance
Born to live
Each one sacred step of life...
Born to dance
Born to live
Each one sacred step of life...
Born to dance
Born to live
Each one sacred step of life...
Shake the dust of years a thousand
Speaking of the truth now delivered
All the mountains our relations
Hear the greeting tidings come
Now the world enchantment be
Love is here to stay
Born to dance
Born to live
Each one sacred step of life...
Born to dance
Born to live
Each one sacred step of life...
Een van de vergeten shoegazers uit de 90s.
We gaan ff rappen!!!
Yeahhh, torture motherfucker what?
[Torture nigga what?]
What?
I'll fuckin
I'll fuckin tie you to a fuckin bedpost
with your ass cheeks spread out and shit
Right?
Put a hanger on a fuckin stove and let that shit sit there
for like a half hour
Take it off and stick it in your ass slow like
Tssssssss
[Yeah, I'll fuckin
Yeah I'll fuckin lay your nuts on a fuckin dresser
Just your nuts layin on a fuckin dresser
And bang them shits with a spiked fuckin bat]
Ooooohhhh
[Whassup? BLAOWWW!!]
I'll fuckin
I'll fuckin pull your fuckin tongue out your fuckin mouth
and stab the shit with a rusty screwdriver, BLAOWW!!
[I'll fuckin]
[I'll fuckin
I'll fuckin hang you by your fuckin dick
off a fuckin twelve sto-story building out this motherfucker]
I'll fuckin
I'll fuckin
sew your asshole closed, and keep feedin you
and feedin you, and feedin you, and feedin you
Intro Part Two: Genius (all versions)
[Yo, roll the dice, yo roll the dice
Yo, so it's going down like that, huh? Yeah?
Niggaz is whylin, check it out kid]
From the slums of Shaolin, Wu-Tang Clan strikes again
The RZA, the GZA, Ol Dirty Bastard, Inspectah Deck, Raekwon the Chef
U-God, Ghost Face Killer and the Method Man
M-E-T, H-O-D, MAN
M-E-T, H-O-D, MAN
M-E-T, H-O-D, MAN
M-E-T, H-O-D, MAN
Verse One:
Hey, you, get off my cloud
You don't know me and you don't know my style
Who be gettin flam when they come to a jam?
Here I am here I am, the Method Man
Patty cake patty cake hey the method man
Don't eat Skippy, Jif or Peter Pan
Peanut butter, cuz I'm not butter
In fact I snap back like a rubber
band, I be Sam Sam I am
And I dont eat green eggs and ham
Style will hit ya, wham!, then goddamn
You be like oh shit that's the jam
Turn it up now hear me get buckwu-wu-wild
I'm about to blow light me up
Upside downside inside and outside
Hittin you from every angle there's no doubt
I am, the one and only Method Man
The master of the plan wrappin shit like Saran
Wrap, with some of this and some of that
Hold up (what?) I tawt I tat I putty tat
Over there, but I think he best to beware
Of the diggy dog shit right here
Yippy yippy yay yippy yah yippy yo
Like Deck said this aint your average flow
Comin like rah ooh ah achie kah
Tell me how ya like it so far baby paw
The poetry's in motion coast to coast and
Rub it on your skin like lotion
What's the commotion, oh my lord
Another corn chopped by the Wu-Tang sword
Hey hey hey like Fat Albert
It's the Method Man ain't no if ands about it
It's the Method
Break:
All right, y'all get ya White Owls, get ya meth, get ya skins
Don't forget your fourty
And we gonna do it like this
I got, fat bags of skunk
I got, White Owl blunts
And I'm about to go get lifted
Yes I'm about to go get lifted
I got, myself a fourty
I got, myself a shorty
And I'm about to go and stick it
Yes I'm about to go and stick it
Verse Two:
Uhh
H-U-F-F huff and I puff
Blow like snow when the cold wind's blowin
Zoom, I hit the mic like boom
Wrote a song about it like to hear it here it goes
Question what exactly is a panty raider
Ill behaviour savior or major flavor
All of the above oh yeah plus I do so
Also flam I'm the man call me super
Not an average Joe with an average flow
Doing average things with average hoes
Yo I'm super I'll make a bitch squirm
For my, Su-per Sperm (check it)
Check it I give it to ya raw butt naked
I smell sess pass the Method
Let's get lifted as I kick ballistics
Missles and shoot game like a pistol
Clip is loaded when I click bang dang
A Wu-Tang slug hits your brain
J-U-M-P jump and I thump
Make girls rumps like pump and Humpty Hump
Wow, the Shaolin style is all in me
Child, the whole damn isle is callin me
P-A-N-T-Y-R-A-I-D-E-R mad raw I don't cry
Meaning no one can burn or toss and turn me
Ooh I be the super sperm
Chim chimmeny chim chim cherie
Freak a flow and flow fancy free
Now how many licks does it take
For me to hit the Tootsie Roll center of a break
Peep and don't sleep the crews mad deep Wu-Tang
Fadin motherfuckers like bleach
So to each and every crew
You're clear like glass I can see right through
You're whole damn posse be catchin em all cause you vic'd
and ya didnt have friends to begin with
I'm
M-E-T, H-O-D, MAN
M-E-T, H-O-D, MAN
M-E-T, H-O-D, MAN
M-E-T, H-O-D, MAN
Here I am, here I am, the Method Man
Outro: RZA
Straight from the slums of Shaolin
Wu-Tang Killa B'z on a swarm
[Your soul have just been taken through the 36 chambers of death, kid]
*coughing*
[Word to mother, Method Man signing off, peace]
Like the dust that settles all around me,
I must find a new home.
The ways and holes that used to give me shelter,
Are all as one to me now.
But I, I would search everywhere
Just to hear your call,
And walk upon stranger roads than this one
In a world I used to know before.
I miss you more.
Than the sun reflecting off my pillow,
Bringing the warmth of new life.
And the sounds that echoed all around me,
I caught a glimpse of in the night.
But now, now I've lost everything,
I give to you my soul.
The meaning of all that I believed before
Escapes me in this world of none, no thing, no one.
And I would search everywhere
Just to hear your call,
And walk upon stranger roads than this one
In a world I used to know before.
For now I've lost everything,
I give to you my soul.
The meaning of all that I believed before
Escapes me in this world of none,
I miss you more.
Ook voor één van de beste Nederlandstalige bands ooit moet ruimte zijn. Mooi nummer!
Ik denk nooit meer aan jou
Als ik 's ochtends wakker word
In een onbekende woning
Naast een onbekende vrouw
Ik denk nooit meer aan jou
Als ik 's middags buiten zie
Hoe een man een vrouw zijn jas geeft
Voel ik plotseling de kou
Als ik de kroeg binnenloop
Waar wij vroeger altijd kwamen
Denk ik nooit meer aan jou
Als ik ga zitten in de hoek
Waar wij samen altijd zaten
Denk ik nooit meer aan jou
Als ik de lege dagen tel
Een bier teveel bestel
Komt dat heus niet door jou
Als je dat soms denkt
Want ik denk nooit meer aan jou
Nee, ik denk nooit meer aan jou
Als ik 's nachts langs jouw huis loop
En de lichten zie branden
Denk ik nooit meer aan jou
Langs het huis dat ik beter ken
Dan mijn eigen huis
Denk ik nooit meer aan jou
Waar ik liever wil zijn
Dan waar dan ook
Ik denk nooit meer aan jou
Als ik alleen in bed lig
En vergeefs jouw hand zoek
Denk ik nooit meer aan jou...
Fantastische live opname!
At my house Ive got no shackles
You can come and look if you want to
In the halls youll see the mantles
Where the light shines dim all around you
And the streets are paved with gold and if
Someone asks you, you can call my name
You are just a thought that someone
Somewhere somehow feels you should be here
And its so for real to touch
To smell, to feel, to know where you are here
And the streets are paved with gold and if
Someone asks you, you can call my name
You can call my name
I hear you calling my name yeah all right now
By the time that Im through singing
The bells from the schools of walls will be ringing
More confusions, blood transfusions
The news today will be the movies for tomorrow
And the waters turned to blood, and if
You dont think so
Go turn on your tub
And it its mixed with mud
Youll see it turn to gray
And you can call my name
I hear you call my name
When I was a little boy growing up
In the South, South Bronx is where I played
And there were bullets flying everyday
And if I didn't duck, I might've got caught
Well, my grandmother said
Daddy's at work
Mommy's there too
And if you don't get your butt over to music class
You'll be through
he said
I bought you that guitar
Boy you better play it
Get you out the ghetto
Learn rhythm and solos
Be the best that you can
Rock the house in 4/4
Claim your name to fame and
Get off the street right now!
My grandma is dynamite
Tought me everything
I need to know - about life
D-Y-N-O GRANDMA
1102: The Pogues - Young Ned of the Hill
Helaas te jong overleden zangeres, die andermans nummers zo schitterend kon vertolken.
Somewhere over the rainbow
Way up high
In the land that I heard of
Once, once in a lullaby
Somewhere over the rainbow
Skies are blue
And the dreams that you dare you dream
Really do come true
Someday I'll wish upon a star
And wake up where the clouds
Are far behind me
Where troubles melt like lemon drops
Away above the chimney tops that's where you'll find me
Someday I'll wish upon a star
And wake up where the clouds
Are far behind me
Where troubles melt like lemon drops
Away above the chimney tops that's where you'll find me
Somewhere over the rainbow
Skies are blue
And the dreams that you dare to dream
Really do come true
If happy little bluebirds fly
Above the rainbow
Why, oh why, can't I
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Ik heb de zee gezien
Onder de rode zon
De mannen op de vissersschepen
Ik heb het zout geproefd
En teveel te zoete wijn
Ik heb gekeken en begrepen
Laat me vrij
En ik blijf bij jou
Maar bind me vast
En je raakt me kwijt
Laat me vrij
En ik blijf bij jou
Voor altijd
Voor altijd bij jou
Ik heb de zee gezien
En de grote albatros
Die sierlijk het luchtruim doorkliefde
En later in de stad
Met jou op mijn pad
Werd ik dronken van geluk en liefde
Laat me vrij...
Ik sta in de branding
Met de wind in m’n haar
Ik zie jouw gestalte op het strand
Even maar, even maar
Ik voel de onderstroom
Die trekt me langzaam mee
Blijf jij hier, verankerd in het zand
Of ga jij met mij in zee?
Gister nog op Lowlands en nu al in Fok's top 2000. Metric, uit Canada.
Van hun album uit 2005, Live it Out.
Fantastich nummer, uit de periode na Radar Love, waarin verwacht werd dat Golden Earring wel even Amerika ging veroveren met een voorgefabriceerd format. De Earring dacht daar anders over en 'switchte' zijn sound en podiumact dramatisch (totaal wit podium). Geniaal statement tegen de majorcultuur en tevens de reden dat ik de hele indie-cultuur dikke bullshit vind. Golden Earring liet zien dat je ook in beginnend sterrendom de kueze kunt maken om fuck you tegen de platenlabels te zeggen. En dan ben je pas echt stoer.
Interessant is hierbij ook de hoes. Een losgelaten marionet. Met een schakelaar er op die alleen op 'on' kan (om aan te geven dat switchen, je losmaken van wat men verwacht, mits doordacht, altijd een goede kueze is als je er zelf achter staat.)
So when all things come to an end
Deadly switches all close at hand
Make your dreams and duties mingle
Laws and morals are finally bend
Holy switch, will you defend
Switching all the time
Switching ain't no crime
Gotta change the climate
Gotta raise my rate
You see a boy in motion
Is never much too late
Switching's easy
Oh it's essential and you know
When you flick it
You can start a new episode
Warm love can costume hatred
And the truth could be a lie
Yes a man can switch to a lady
Of indiscrete last goodbyes
And a blade can switch behind you
When you expect shells from the sky
Oh you go when it's your time
Switching down the line
Switching ain't no crime
Gotta change the climate
Gotta raise my rate
You see a boy in motion
Is never much too late
Switching's easy
Oh it's essential and you know
When you flick it
You can start a new episode
Switching's easy
Oh it's essential and you know
When you flick it
You can start a new episode
Switching's easy
Oh it's essential and you know
When you flick it
Never felt too good about my life
looked like I'd end up on the scraphead with the other dogs of night
Insecure and dangerous
Never had the chances or the breaks that the other kids had
So you drag your life through the dust
But in you there was that glow - And a coat of indigo
Problems will come and go - In my coat of indigo
In the dark I wear my coat of many colours - In some way it covers where I'm from
So you drag your life through the dust - Across the red and gold sunset skies
My wishes always lead me beyond the confines of this life
So much to give
If I'd had a chance I would have burnt this place down
Why did the espectre of no hope choose our town?
But in you there was that glow - And a coat of indigo
Problems will come and go - In my coat of indigo
I've been trapped for most of my life in this airtight box
If I could get just one arm free - Then the world would notice me
If I could get just one arm free - Swim to the surface where I can breath
If I could get just one arm free - There's a chance that the world will notice me
If I could get just one arm free - There's a chance that the world will notice me
If I could get just one arm free - I could swim to the surface where I can breath
Everyday the alarm bell rings - And I face another murder of a day
And I look out of my window - And the sky is deathly grey
All the bleakness and the industry of the world groans as it starts another day
Its masters demand their pound of flesh - I cannot take this way
So I look to the safety of my subconscious - Where I wash away all my fear
And I will dive into a deep blue lagoon - And swim away from here
Deze band met misschien wel de beste zangeres die Nederland ooit kende moet ook in de lijst!
Well I wish I had known your name
Is it possible that we might have felt the same
'bout the senselessness within the air
paints it's words almost everywhere
now the sun will always shine on this palomine
Well I wish I had known you then
well who knows I might have been a better friend
but now the senselessness within the air
paints it's words almost everywhere
how come life sometimes makes you feel so scared
I know the sun will always shine (2x)
yes the sun will always shine on this palomine
Well even when I think out about
the things you used to say out loud
even then I can't say I was prepared
to settle down to what you did
you made your choice and that was it
how come life sometimes makes you feel so scared
I know the sun will always shine (2x)
yes the sun will always shine on this palomine
So you think your schooling's phoney
I guess it's hard not to agree
You say it all depends on money
And who is in your family tree
Right, you're bloody well right
You know you got a right to say
Right, you're bloody well right
You know you got a right to say
Ha-ha you're bloody well right
You know you're right to say
Yeah-yeah you're bloody well right
You know you're right to say
Me, I dont care anyway!
Write your problems down in detail
Take them to a higher place
Youve had your cry - no, I should say wail
In the meantime hush your face
Right, quite right, you're bloody well right...
Toch misschien soms wel wat onderschat, deze Tom Petty. In elk geval mag hij wel een plekje krijgen met dit fijne nummer.
You know , sometimes, I dont know why,
But this old town just seems so hopeless
I aint really sure, but it seems I remember the good times
Were just a little bit more in focus
But when she puts her arms around me,
I can, somehow, rise ab ove it
Yeah man, when I got that little girl standing right by my side,
You know, I can tell the whole wide world, shove it,
Hey, here comes my girl, here comes my girl,
Yeah, she looks so right, shes all I need tonight
Every now and then, I get down to the end of a day,
Ill have to stop, ask myself, whatve I done?
It just seems so useless to have to work so hard,
And nothin ever really seem to come from it
And then she looks m e in the eye, says, we gonna last forever,
And man, you know I cant begin to doubt it
No, because this feels so good and so free and so right,
I know we aint never goin change our minds about it
Hey, here comes my girl, here comes my girl,
Yeah, she looks so right, shes all I need tonight
Yeah, every time it seems like there aint nothin left no more,
I find myself havin to reach out and grab hold of somethin
Yeah, I just catch myself wonderin, waitin, worryin
About some silly little things that dont add up to nothin.
And then she looks me in the eye, says, we gonna last forever,
And man, you know I cant begin to doubt it
No, because this feels so good and so free and so right,
I know we aint never goin change our minds about it.
Hey, here comes my girl, here comes my girl,
Yeah, she looks so right, shes all I need tonight
Whatever Happened To Leon Trotsky?
He Got An Ice Pick
That Made His Ears Burn
Whatever Happened To Dear Old Lenny?
The Great Elmyra And Sancho Panza?
Whatever Happened To The Heroes?
Whatever Happened To The Heroes?
Whatever Happened To All The Heroes?
All The Shakespearoes?
They Watched Their Rome Burn
Whatever Happened To The Heroes?
Whatever Happened To The Heroes?
No More Heroes Any More
No More Heroes Any More
Whatever Happened To All The Heroes?
All The Shakespearoes?
They Watched Their Rome Burn
Whatever Happened To The Heroes?
Whatever Happened To The Heroes?
No More Heroes Any More
No More Heroes Any More
[ Bericht 50% gewijzigd door Relayer op 27-08-2009 20:57:49 ]
Als afscheid maar een plaats voor deze fijne single van de debuutplaat.
Everybody knows
Today is gonna be the day, it's in the air
I suppose, no-one's really got a clue why you are here
Just a face in the crowd
Can you play that game, tonight
Tomorrow will be different, it's a simple fact
When you're named, there is no-one around the world who goes and stopping
you
And you know that, cause you're faster than a bullet from a loaded gun
It's in your hand, come and get it on
Everybody knows this is your finest hour
A shooting star, that's what you are, this is your time
It's the final dance
Now this could be the moment you were waiting for
Take your chance, don't let it slip away now
You're almost there, you step into the light
Steady gun in your hand, come and get it done
Everybody knows this is your finest hour
A shooting star, that's what you are, this is your time
The party has ended with a shock
Now look at you, what have you done
Everybody knows this is your finest hour
A shooting star, that's what you are, this is your time
When I all comes down
Everybody knows this is your final hour
A shooting star, that's what you are, this is your time ...
EDIT: Inderdaad, op 1391
[ Bericht 24% gewijzigd door Drikske op 27-08-2009 18:46:51 ]
quote:Ouch....en dan te bedenken dat ik de hele lijst twee keer had doorgesnuffeld...ik ben dus hard aan een bril toee. zal ik er dan maar "No more heroes" van maken?Op donderdag 27 augustus 2009 18:40 schreef Drikske het volgende:
ik meende golden brown toch al eens gepost te hebben...
EDIT: Inderdaad, op 1391
Nu komen we een van de leukste nummers tegen die 's nachts op Lowlands door de Grolsch en Alpha dj's gedraaid werd en ook nog eens live te horen is geweest. En dat terwijl de clip ook wel erg leuk is.
Nog maar een mooi nummer van deze prima zangeres. Een fraaie liveversie bij Jools Holland!
Once I wanted to be the greatest
No wind or waterfall could STALL me
And then came the rush of the flood
The stars at night turned DEEP to dust
Melt me down
into big black armour
Leave no trace
Of grace
Just in your honor
Lower me down
TO CULPRIT SOUTH
Make 'EM WASH A SPACE IN TOWN
FOR THE LEAD
AND THE DREGS OF MY BED
I'VE BEEN SLEEPING
Lower me down
PIN ME IN
Secure the grounds
For the later parade
Once I wanted to be the greatest
TWO FISTS OF SOLID ROCK
WITH BRAINS THAT COULD EXPLAIN
Any feeling
Lower me down
PIN ME IN
Secure the grounds
FOR THE LEAD
AND THE DREGS OF MY BED
I'VE BEEN SLEEPING
For the later parade
Once I wanted to be the greatest
No wind or water fall could STALL me
And then came the rush of the flood
The stars at night turned DEEP to dust
Al jaren de beste skaband van het moment.
My girl said she wants to be alone
My baby told me she wants to be alone
My girl said don't call me up on the phone
She showed me the door and said to go on home
She was all I got
And I'll never see her again
So I drink myself to sleep
To try and numb the pain
Please baby tell me, what did I do wrong?
PLease baby tell me, where did I go wrong?
Loving you, don't have to turn out bad
So we both said all along, feeling oh so sad
I gave you all my heart
Now it's broke, what can I do?
So I cry myself to sleep
Thinking of loving you
My girl said she wants to be alone
My baby told me she wants to be alone
My girl said don't call me up on the phone
She showed me the door and said to goon home
She was all I got
And I'll never see her again
So I drink myself to sleep
To try and numb the pain
I said it hurts to be alone
I said it hurts to be alone now
I said it hurts to be alone
I said it hurts to be alone
I said it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts
I said it hurts to be alone
Met misschien wel éen van de beste riffs aller tijden. Het bleek dat de neukgeluiden die in dit nummer te horen zijn dor Axl opgenomen zijn terwijl hij bezig was met de vriendin van de drummer
HElaas niet in studioversie te vinden dus hier Live At The Ritz:
If I say I don't need anyone
I can say these things to you
'Cause
I can turn on any one
Just like I turned on you
I've got a tongue like a razor
A sweet switchblade knife
And I can do you favors
But then you'll do whatever I like
Chorus:
Here I am
And you're a Rocket Queen
I might be a little young
But honey I ain't naive
Here I am
And you're a Rocket Queen oh yeah
I might be too much
But honey you're a bit obscene
I've seen everything imaginable
Pass before these eyes
I've had everything that's tangible
Honey you'd be surprised
I'm a sexual innuendo
In this burned out paradise
If you turn me on to anything
You better turn me on tonight
Chorus
I see you standing
Standing on your own
It's such a lonely place for you
For you to be
If you need a shoulder
Or if you need a friend
I'll bee here standing
Until the bitter end
No one needs the sorrow
No one needs the pain
I hate to see you
Walking out there
Out in the rain
So don't chastise me
Or think I, I mean you harm
Of those that take you
Leave you strung out
Much too far
Baby-yeah
Don't ever leave me
Say you'll always be there
All I ever wanted
Was for you
To know that I care
[ Bericht 0% gewijzigd door wallofdolls op 28-08-2009 20:40:51 ]
De eerste band van medisch wonder Shane MacGowan
Well I remember the times you put me down on the floor
Spreading it around like a cheap little whore
But now you've finished with your fancy man
A skinny little runt from Birmingham
I want vengeance and I want it now
I want vengeance, gonna get it somehow
I'm gonna hit him, I'm gonna kill him
I'm gonna really make him pay for what he's done
I'm gonna hit him, I'm gonna kill him
Nobody spoils my fun
Well I was crying
But now I've stopped
And you were lying
The penny's dropped
So shut your mouth and lay on the bed
And when I'm finished with you, I'm gonna break his head
I'm gonna hit him, I'm gonna kill him
I'm gonna really make him pay for what he's done
I'm gonna hit him, I'm gonna kill him
Nobody spoils my fun
A Well I had my very last night with you
You pushed me too far and now we're through
You're running to the car and you think you're cute
But you're the kind of bird, that they ought to shoot
I want vengeance and I want it now
I want vengeance, gonna get it somehow
I'm gonna hit him, I'm gonna kill him
I'm gonna really make him pay for what he's done
I'm gonna hit him, I'm gonna kill him
Nobody spoils my fun
Well I was crying
Yeah, But now I've stopped
And you were lying
The penny's dropped
So shut your mouth and lay on the bed
And when I'm finished with you, I'm gonna break his head
I'm gonna hit him, I'm gonna kill him
I'm gonna really make him pay for what he's done
I'm gonna hit him, I'm gonna kill him
Nobody spoils my fun
Nobody spoils my fun
I want vengeance and I want it now
I want vengeance
Omdat ze dat tijdens de karaoke op Lowlands allemaal zo mooi meebrulden...
Lay where you're laying, don't make a sound
I know they're watching, they're watching
All the commotion, the kiddie like play
Has people talking, talking
You, your sex is on fire
The dark of the alley, the breaking of day
The head while I'm driving, I'm driving
Soft lips are open, knuckles are pale
Feels like you're dying, you're dying
You, your sex is on fire
Consumed with what's to transpire
Hot as a fever, rattling bones
I could just taste it, taste it
If it's not forever, if it's just tonight
Oh, it's still the greatest
The greatest, the greatest
You, your sex is on fire
And you, your sex is on fire
Consumed with what's to transpire
And you, your sex is on fire
Consumed with what's to transpire
Moeilijk te geloven, maar de gelikte Gothpoppers van The Rasmus maakten ooit nog funk en ska. Dit nummer komt van Hellofatester uit 1998, en The stond toen nog niet voor Rasmus. Leuk om te weten is dat dit hun derde album is, en dat alle bandleden in 1998 pas negentien jaar oud waren. Na dit album veranderden ze van platenmaatschappij, kwam The ervoor en werd de muziek slechter.
Vandaag op het Tocado festival werd een cover van dit nummer gespeeld door The Monroes. Erg goed gedaan, maar voor deze lijst ga ik voor het orogineel.
Round goes the gossip...
Extemplo libyae magnas it fama per urbes,
Fama, malum qua non aliud velocius ullum.
Mobilitate viget virisque adquirit eundo;
Parva metu primo, mox sese attollit in auras.
Ingrediturque solo et caput inter nubila condit.
Round goes the gossip...
Heerlijke band, heerlijke song!
I'm told the eventual downfall
is just a bill from the restaurant.
You told me I could order the moon, babe,
just as long as I shoot what I want.
What the last ten minutes have taught me:
bet the hand that your money's on.
Where the hell have the '70s brought me?
You trade me away long gone.
For the love of a god, you say,
not a letter from an occupant.
The time that your enemy gives you,
good times are not the ones you want.
I cried five rivers on the way here,
which one will you skate away on?
The tune you'll be humming forever,
all the words are replaced and wrong,
with a shower of yeahs and whatevers,
you trade me away long gone.
For the love of a god, you say,
not a letter from an occupant.
Where have all the sensations gone? (x4)
It's the song, the song, the song that's shaking me.
Voor de jongere Fok!kers nog een liedje van KvK, geschreven door Adje Grooten, bekend van Pater Moeskroen.(en dat kun je horen)
Hee!
Vorig jaar heeft mijn vader staan vissen
Drie weken lang in een Noorse fjord
Ik had dat best willen missen
Omdat je van drie weken regen niet vrolijk wordt
M'n vrienden lagen aan de Côte d'Azur
Maar hij moest weer zo nodig op avontuur
Nee nee nee!
Nee papa nee!
Ik wil niet naar Ierland op vakantie
't Wordt tijd dat ik een land zie
Met strand en zee
Een vakantie met zon
Zonnegarantie…
Hee!
Zoveel jaren zaten wij met die regen
In Finland en ook op Schiermonnikoog
Alsjeblieft pap, ik kan er niet meer tegen
Ierland staat niet bepaald bekend als droog
'k Lig liever een keertje bruin te worden
Dan weer een zomer lang ganzeborden
Nee nee nee!
Nee papa nee!
Ik wil niet naar Ierland op vakantie
't Wordt tijd dat ik een land zie
Met strand en zee
Een vakantie met zon
Zonnegarantie…
M'n vader wil naar Ierland voor de schapen en de vis
En ik kan me daar weer gaan vervelen
Want als het daar een keertje niet zo mistig is
Nou, dan regent het pijpestelen
[ Bericht 3% gewijzigd door Relayer op 30-08-2009 18:13:17 ]
Na Kinderen voor Kinderen een nieuw hoogepunt (of dieptepunt?) in de lijst: de ultieme nieuwe volkszanger van Nederland!
`s Avonds laat je mij alleen
Heb dan niemand om me heen
`k rook m`n laatste sigaret
Dan ga ik alleen naar bed
M`n gedachten doen zo`n pijn.
Waar zal jij vanavond zijn.
`t is al twee uur in de nacht.
En ik die op je wacht
Jij denkt maar dat je alles mag van mij
Ik zit hier in een kooi, en jij bent vrij.
Wat ben ik toch stom dat ik maar wacht.
Ja wachten doe ik steeds de hele nacht
Jij denkt maar dat je alles mag van mij
Maar dat is na vannacht voorgoed voorbij
Een leugen heeft gewonnen van de trouw
Wat ben jij voor een vrouw
Ik kijk doelloos naar `t behang
Want op je voetstap in de gang
De klok begeleidt mn stil verdriet
Wat ik voel begrijp je niet
Heb ik soms iets fout gedaan
Kunnen wij zo verder gaan
Is net alsof jij me iets verwijd
Ik ben zo in onzekerheid
Jij denkt maar dat je alles mag van mij
Ik zit hier in een kooi, en jij bent vrij.
Wat ben ik toch stom dat ik maar wacht.
Ja wachten doe ik steeds de hele nacht
Jij denkt maar dat je alles mag van mij
Maar dat is na vannacht voorgoed voorbij
Een leugen heeft gewonnen van de trouw
Wat ben jij voor een vrouw
Jij denkt maar dat je alles mag van mij
Maar dat is na vannacht voorgoed voorbij
Een leugen heeft gewonnen van de trouw
Wat ben jij voor een vrouw
1079: Kayak - Close to the fire
There's a voice, the distant roar of thunder
A silent trembling of the earth
It talks of mystifying powers
But few can hear the words
There's a hand that holds a child's illusions
Where a million dreams, still kept within
All speak of love and hate and passion
Of joy and pain and sin
When the sky's ablaze and the lands deserted
All the waters deeply frozen
When hunger reigns and the wolves are howling
You can find the thieves and liars
Close to the fire
In the age that man will reach the planets
While rivalling tribes are marching up for war
Every single beat of life's enchanting rhythm
Is louder than before
But no word seems to be remembered
No truth eternal, once it is revealed
All promises and vows lost or broken
Like wounds that never healed
When the sky's ablaze and the lands deserted
All the waters deeply frozen
When hunger reigns and the wolves are howling
You can find the thieves and liars
Close to the fire
There is no answer to the question
We stand accused but never learn
To see we've only come full circle
Carry the torch that makes us burn
Now the sky's ablaze and the lands deserted
All the waters deeply frozen
Where hunger reigns and the wolves are howling
We become the thieves and liars
Close to the fire
Tina
Lost my shape-trying to act casual!
Cant stop-i might end up in the hospital
Im changing my shape-i feel like an accident
Theyre back!-to explain their experience
Isnt it weird/looks too obscure to me
Wasting away/and that was their policy
Im ready to leave-i push the fact in front of me
Facts lost-facts are never what they seem to be
Nothing there!-no information left of any kind
Lifting my head-looking for danger signs
There was a line/there was a formula
Sharp as a knife/facts cut a hole in us
There was a line/there was a forula
Sharp as a knife/facts cut a hole in us
Im still waiting...Im still waiting...Im still waiting...
Im still waiting...Im still waiting...Im still waiting...
Im still waiting...Im still waiting...
The feeling returns/whenever we close out eyes
Lifting my head/looking around inside
The island of doubt-its like the taste of medicine
Working by hindsight-got the message from the oxygen
Making a list-find the cost of opportunity
Doing it right-facts are useless in emergencies
The feeling returns/whenever we close out eyes
Lifting my head/looking around inside.
Facts are simple and facts are straight
Facts are lazy and facts are late
Facts all come with points of view
Facts dont do what I want them to
Facts just twist the truth around
Facts are living turned inside out
Facts are getting the best of them
Facts are nothing on the face of things
Facts dont stain the furniture
Facts go out and slam the door
Facts are written all over your face
Facts continue to change their shape
Im still waiting...Im still waiting...Im still waiting...
Im still waiting...Im still waiting...Im still waiting...
Im still waiting...Im still waiting...
All around me are familiar faces
Worn out places - worn out faces
Bright and early for their daily races
Going nowhere - going nowhere
Their tears are filling up their glasses
No expression - no expression
Hide my head I want to drown my sorrow
No tomorrow - no tomorrow
And I find it kinda funny, I find it kinda sad
The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you, I find it hard to take
When people run in circles it's a very very
mad world mad world
Children waiting for the day they feel good
Happy birthday - happy birthday
Made to feel the way that every child should
Sit and listen - sit and listen
Went to school and I was very nervous
No one knew me - no one knew me
Hello teacher tell me what's my lesson
Look right through me - look right through me
And I find it kinda funny, I find it kinda sad
The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you, I find it hard to take
When people run in circles it's a very very
Mad world . . . world
Enlarge your world
Mad world
[ Bericht 0% gewijzigd door HugoAben op 01-09-2009 00:34:37 ]
Vandaag eindelijk Cloud Nine op CD kunnen aanschaffen in de winkel.
I got my mind set on you
I got my mind set on you
I got my mind set on you
I got my mind set on you
But its gonna take money
A whole lotta spending money
Its gonne take plenty of money
To do it right child
Its gonna take time
A whole lot of precious time
Its gonna take patience and time, ummm
To do it, to do it, to do it, to do it, to do it,
To do it right child
I got my mind set on you
I got my mind set on you
I got my mind set on you
I got my mind set on you
And this time I know its for real
The feelings that I feel
I know if I put my mind to it
I know that I really can do it
I got my mind set on you
Set on you
I got my mind set on you
Set on you
But its gonna take money
A whole lotta spending money
Its gonna take plenty of money
To do it right child
Its gonna take time
A whole lot of precious time
Its gonna take patience and time, ummm
To do it, to do it, to do it, to do it, to do it,
To do it right child
I got my mind set on you
I got my mind set on you
I got my mind set on you
I got my mind set on you
And this time I know its for real
The feelings that I feel
I know if I put my mind to it
I know that I really can do it
But its gonna take money
A whole lotta spending money
Its gonna take plenty of money
To do it right child
Its gonna take time
A whole lot of precious time
Its gonna take patience and time, ummm
To do it, to do it, to do it, to do it, to do it,
To do it right
Set on you
Set on you
(repeat)
Genieten
I want your silent parts
The parts the birds love
I know there's such a place
I had my back turned
You didn't realize
I'm lonely
You lack the things
To which I relate
But I see no harm
Come wait, come wait, come wait
It's over.
Yeah one...two...three...do me
When I'm feeling lazy, it's probably because,
I'm saving all my energy to pick up when you move into my airspace
You move into my airspace
And something's coming over me, I see you in the doorway
I can't control the part of me that swells up when you move into my airspace
You move into my airspace
But each night, I bury my love around you...
Oh each night, I bury my love around you...
You're linked to my innocence
This is a concept
This is a bracelet
This isn't no intervention [2x]
This isn't you yet
What you thought was such a conquest
Your hair is so pretty and red
Baby, baby you're really the best...
Can I get there this way?
I think so [2x]
Can I get there this way? [4x]
We should take a trip now to see new places
I'm sick of this town
I see my face has changed. [2x]
Say hello, say hello, to the angels. [2x]
Ja, het bestaat. Muziek die alleen op tv gedraaid mag worden. Nou ja, mag, zonder beeld werkt dit gewoon niet. Het idee is even uniek als eenvoudig: steek een microfoon in de fik en neem zo het geluid op van vuur, leuk het wat op met viool en accordeon tot de microfoon dood is.
Demis Roussos en Vangelis in één band? En toch is het resultaat stukken beter dan je zou vermoeden. Afkomstig van het album "666" dat is gebaseerd op het Bijbelboek "Openbaringen".
And when the lamb
opened the first seal,
I saw, I saw the first horse.
The Horseman held a bow.
And when the lamb
opened the second seal,
I saw, I saw the second horse.
The Horseman held a sword.
The leading horse is white.
The second horse is red.
The third one is a black.
The last one is a green.
The leading horse is white.
The second horse is red.
The third one is a black.
The last one is a green.
And when the lamb
opened the third seal,
I saw, I saw the third horse.
The Horseman had a balance.
Now when the lamb
opened the fourth seal,
I saw the fourth horse.
The Horseman was the Pest.
The leading horse is white.
The second horse is red.
The third one is a black.
The last one is a green.
Dark rose, dark rose
Dark rose, the door's never closed
Dark rose, dark rose
Dark rose, pieces shows, she comes and goes
Got a room, got a room
Got a room in search for a brand new home
Got a road, got a road
I'm carrying a heavy mixed up load
Dark rose, dark rose
Dark rose, the morning she 'rose
My mind she blows
She blows my mind
She's blowing my mind
I want my dark rose
Talk of my dark rose
Oh rose, I want my dark rose
Van zijn nieuwe plaat!
vir gans te lank is jy al weg
jy voel my hunker en jy weet dis eg
die tyd is nou om terug te kom
ek wag my dae en al my nagte om
vergeet my nie, ek sal jou hou
hier in my arms is daar net plek vir jou
ek kan nie wag om jou weer te sien nie
ek kan nie wag om jou weer te sien nie
en die tyd staan stil
alles draai en draai en dit word nooit later nie
ek kan nie wag om jou weer te sien nie
my vriende se ek hoort te weet
jy't lank gelede reeds van my vergeet
kastele bou ek in die lug
as ek dink jy kom ooit weer terug
maar hul kan nooit weet wat ons weet
hoe ons vir ure lekker saam kan wees
ek kan nie wag om jou weer te sien nie
ek kan nie wag om jou weer te sien nie
en die tyd staan stil
alles draai en draai en dit word nooit later nie
ek kan nie wag om jou weer te sien nie
draai en draai en draai en luister
tik tak tik tak kyk na die wyster
draai en draai die ure sleep verby
ek kan nie wag om jou weer te sien nie
ek kan nie wag om jou weer te sien nie
en die tyd staan stil
alles draai en draai en dit word nooit later nie
ek kan nie wag om jou weer te sien nie
On the silent wings of freedom
Where I ofer myself midst the balancing of the sun
On the winds of celestial seasons
That would carry me on, midst the balance of being one
On the dream of our love eternal
That will eventually bring our living once more with you
Where we are coming from
Or where we go
We only know e come with sound
Where we are coming from
Or where we go
We only know we go around and around
On the back of your forty-second screamdown
Do you choose to be lost midst the challenge of being one
On the flight of regardless feelings
As you hurtle to fear midst the challenge of everyone
On the darkest night so painful
Do you hunger for love midst the torture of being one
On the passing light of easing
Have you seen you inside midst the being of everyone
To the common goal of freedom
Where we offer ourselves midst the balancing of the sun
Where we are coming froom
Or where we go
We only know we come with sound
Where we are coming from
Or where we go
We only know we go around and around
Anaïs is een franse zangeres die op haar eerste album alleen zichzelf begeleidt met een acoustische gitaar, een kazoo en een aantal sample apparaten. Op de dvd die van een concert is uitgebracht doet ze hetzelfde, waarbij de sample apparaten met de voet bediend worden. Het publiek ligt net zo vaak in een deuk als dat ze meeklappen, maar ja, ik versta vrijwel geen Frans dus de humor ontgaat me wat. In elk geval zingt ze hier bij de franse TOTP ook live, en wat ik weet is dat dit geen liefdesliedje is maar juist gaat over het irritante gedrag van verliefde paartjes, bezien vanuit een alleenstaande.
[ Bericht 7% gewijzigd door ranja op 04-09-2009 13:06:01 ]
Heerlijk nummer over auto's en hippies enzovoort...
been warped by the rain, driven by the snow
I'm drunk and dirty don't ya know, and I'm still, willin'
Out on the road late at night, Seen my pretty Alice in every head light
Alice, Dallas Alice
I've been from Tuscon to Tucumcari
Tehachapi to Tonapah
Driven every kind of rig that's ever been made
Driven the back roads so I wouldn't get weighed
And if you give me: weed, whites, and wine
and you show me a sign
I'll be willin', to be movin'
I've been kicked by the wind, robbed by the sleet
Had my head stoved in, but I'm still on my feet and I'm still... willin'
Now I smuggled some smokes and folks from Mexico
baked by the sun, every time I go to Mexico, and I'm still
And I been from Tuscon to Tucumcari
Tehachapi to Tonapah
Driven every kind of rig that's ever been made
Driven the back roads so I wouldn't get weighed
And if you give me: weed, whites, and wine
and you show me a sign
I'll be willin', to be movin
1062: Queen - The Millionaire Waltz
Bring out the charge of the love brigade
There is spring in the air once again
Drink to the sound of the song parade
There is music and love everywhere
Give a little love to me (I want it)
Take a little love from me, I want to share it with you
I feel like a millionaire
Once we were mad, we were happy
We spent all our days holding hands together
Do you remember, my love?
How we danced and played
In the rain we laid
Wish that we could stay there, forever and ever
Now I am sad
You are so far away
I sit counting the hours day by day
Come back to me, how I long for your love
Come back to me - be happy like we used to be
Come back, come back to me
Come back, come back to me - aah
Oh, come back to me, oh my love
How I long for your love - won't you come back to me, yeah
My fine friend - take me wiz you unt love me forever
My fine friend - forever - forever
Bring out the charge of the love brigade
There is spring in the air once again
Drink to the sound of the song parade
There is music and love everywhere
Give a little love to me (I want it)
Take a little love from me, I want to share it with you
Come back, come back to me - make me feel
You make me feel like a millionaire
Omdat de competitie vandaag weer begint!
Zaterdag was de mooiste dag van de week
En je wist als je naar je vriendjes keek
Hier gaan ze heel wat beleven
En de trainer riep : samen is niet alleen
Maar eenmaal op het veld vergat je dat meteen
We waren zeven...
Het was de tijd van Floris en Q & Q
Je ging van huis en altijd volledig in tenue
En minstens twee uur te vroeg
Het systeem was simpel dat was er niet
En de scheids was als vanouds weer een stuk verdriet
Maar het was altijd iemands vader
Dus dat zei je dan maar niet
refr.:
We waren groen
Groen als gras
Groen, groen als gras
Groen, groen als gras
Dat pas gemaaid was
Groen als gras
Maar zaterdag was de mooiste dag van de week
En je wist als je naar je vriendjes keek
Hier staat het nieuwe oranje
En de trainer riep : pressie met vijf man voorin
Maar in het pressie van Cruijff had zelfs de keeper wel zin
Dus het werd gewoon weer op een kluitje
Met de bal er tussenin
Het was de tijd van Floris en Q & Q
Je ging van huis en altijd volledig in tenue
En minstens twee uur te vroeg
Het systeem was simpel dat was er niet
En de scheids was als vanouds weer een stuk verdriet
Maar het was altijd iemands vader
Dus dat zei je dan maar niet
refr....
Want dat is het immers nu, hoewel al bijna middag...
Sunday morning
Brings the dawn in
It's just a restless feeling by my side
Early dawning
Sunday morning
It's just the wasted years so close behind
Watch out the world's behind you
There's always someone around you who will call
It's nothing at all
Sunday morning
And I'm falling
I've got a feeling I don't want to know
Early dawning
Sunday morning
It's all the streets you crossed, not so long ago
Watch out the world's behind you
There's always someone around you who will call
It's nothing at all
Sunday morning
Sunday morning
Sunday morning
![Flogging Molly - Float [Official Music Video]](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/JZKjxxciTVk/2.jpg)
drank away the rest of the day
wonder what my liver'd say
drink, thats all you can
blackened days with their bigger gales
blow in your parlor to discuss the day
listen, that's all you can
chorus:
ah but don't, no don't sink the boat
that you built, you built to keep afloat
sick and tired of what to say
no one listens anyway
sing, that's all you can
ramblin' years of lousy luck
you miss the smell of burnin' turf
dream, that's all you can
chorus
singled out for who you are
it takes all types to judge a man
feel, that's all you can
filthy suits with bigot ears
hide behind their own worst fears
live, that's all you can
it's all you can
it's all you can...do
no matter where i put my head
i'll wake up feeling sound again
breathe, it's all you can
tomorrow smells of less decay
the flowers greet this bloomin' fray
be thankful, that's all you can
chorus
a ripe old age
that's what i am
a ripe old age
just doin' the best i can
[ Bericht 12% gewijzigd door Relayer op 06-09-2009 13:11:13 ]
Naast Roy Orbison was er nog een rocker uit de prehistorie die eind jaren 80 ineens (en met dank aan ELO's Jeff Lynne) een geslaagde comeback maakte. Om vervolgens te overlijden, dat dan weer wel.
Van haar laatste album, I can wonder what you did with your day.
Nostalgie, hier luisterde ik naar toen ik nog 'skater' was (in de brugklas)
Came in from a rainy Thursday
On the avenue
Thought I heard you talking softly
I turned on the lights, the TV
And the radio
Still I can't escape the ghost of you
What has happened to it all?
Crazy, some are saying
Where is the life that I recognize?
Gone away
But I won't cry for yesterday
There's an ordinary world
Somehow I have to find
And as I try to make my way
To the ordinary world
I will learn to survive
Passion or coincidence
Once prompted you to say
"Pride will tear us both apart"
Well now pride's gone out the window
Cross the rooftops
Run away
Left me in the vacuum of my heart
What is happening to me?
Crazy, some'd say
Where is my friend when I need you most?
Gone away
But I won't cry for yesterday
There's an ordinary world
Somehow I have to find
And as I try to make my way
To the ordinary world
I will learn to survive
Papers in the roadside
Tell of suffering and greed
Here today, forgot tomorrow
Ooh, here besides the news
Of holy war and holy need
Ours is just a little sorrowed talk
And I don't cry for yesterday
There's an ordinary world
Somehow I have to find
And as I try to make my way
To the ordinary world
I will learn to survive
Every one
Is my world, I will learn to survive
Any one
Is my world, I will learn to survive
Any one
Is my world
Every one
Is my world
You're lazy just stay in bed
You're lazy just stay in bed
You don't want no money
You don't want no bread
If you're drowning you don't clutch no straw
If you're drowning you don't clutch no straw
You don't want to live you don't want to cry no more
Well my trying ain't done no good
I said my trying ain't done no good
You don't make no effort no not like you should
Lazy you just stay in bed
Lazy you just stay in bed
You don't want no money
You don't want no bread
My Daddy was a bankrobber
But he never hurt nobody
He just loved to live that way
And he loved to steal your money
Some is richand some is poor
And thats the way the world is
And I don't believe in lying back
And saying how bad your life is
So we came to jaz it up
Never loved a shovel
Break your back earn your pay
And don't forget to grovel
Daddy was a bankrobber
But he never hurt nobody
He just loved to live that way
And he loved to take your money (What law?)
The old man spoke up in a bar
Said I never been in prison
A lifetime serving one machine
Is ten times worse than prison
Imagine if all the boys in jail
Could get out now together
What do you think they want to say to us
While we were being clever
Someday you'll meet your rockin chair
Cause that's where we're spinnin
There's no point to want to comb your hair
When its grey and thinin (Hey)
Hey
Daddy was a bankrobber
But he never hurt nobody
He just loved to live that way
And he loved to steal your money
So we came to jaz it up
We never loved a shovel
Break your back earn your pay
And don't forget to grovel (Hey)
Get away, get away
Get away, get away
Get away, get away
Get away
Daddy was a bankrobber
But he never hurt nobody
He just loved to live that way
And he loved to steal your money
Run, Laddy, run
Strike out boy
For the hills
I can't find that hole in the wall
I know that they never will
My Daddy was a bankrobber
But he never hurt nobody
He just loved to live that way
And he loved to steal your money
Omdat dit live niets anders dan kippenvel kan veroorzaken. So fucking useless!
He said you're just as boring as everyone else
When you tut and you moan
And you squeal and you squelch
He said that you're just as boring as everyone else
Nothing ever happens
Things replace things
Days replace days
Things replace things
She said I'm going use my teeth and my claws
She said I'm going use my teeth and my claws
She said I'm going use my teeth and my breasts
I'm gonna make it happen
She said
Run run run run run run
And you cannot run or ever, ever escape
You cannot run or ever hide it away
Something glorious is about to happen
The reckoning
They go you're just as boring as everyone else
When you tut and you moan
And you squeal and you squelch
They go you're just as boring as everyone else
Stuck past timing
The fear and the yearning
The fear and the consumption
The fear and the yearning
It's gonna eat you alive
They go...
And you cannot hide or ever, ever escape
And you cannot hide or ever put it away
Something glorious is about to happen
The reckoning
They go...
They say...
They go...
They say...
They go...
Why'd you have to get so hysterical?
Success, success, success is over
Why'd you have to get
So fucking useless
Play it cool boy
Play it cool
[ Bericht 8% gewijzigd door Disparu op 07-09-2009 16:07:56 ]
quote:Een absolute bevestiging dat ondergetekende een ge-wel-di-ge muzieksmaak heeft -kuch-, want ook deze staat er al in. Nr 1204!Op maandag 7 september 2009 16:01 schreef Disparu het volgende:
1052 Bloc Party - Positive Tension
Omdat dit live niets anders dan kippenvel kan veroorzaken. So fucking useless!
He said you're just as boring as everyone else
When you tut and you moan
And you squeal and you squelch
He said that you're just as boring as everyone else
Nothing ever happens
Things replace things
Days replace days
Things replace things
She said I'm going use my teeth and my claws
She said I'm going use my teeth and my claws
She said I'm going use my teeth and my breasts
I'm gonna make it happen
She said
Run run run run run run
And you cannot run or ever, ever escape
You cannot run or ever hide it away
Something glorious is about to happen
The reckoning
They go you're just as boring as everyone else
When you tut and you moan
And you squeal and you squelch
They go you're just as boring as everyone else
Stuck past timing
The fear and the yearning
The fear and the consumption
The fear and the yearning
It's gonna eat you alive
They go...
And you cannot hide or ever, ever escape
And you cannot hide or ever put it away
Something glorious is about to happen
The reckoning
They go...
They say...
They go...
They say...
They go...
Why'd you have to get so hysterical?
Success, success, success is over
Why'd you have to get
So fucking useless
Play it cool boy
Play it cool
Dan op 1052 maar een onvervalste nederlandse folk-klassieker, mét baard:
oeten mannen met baarden zijn
refrain:
Jan, Piert, Joris en Corneel
Die hebben baarden, die hebben baarden
Jan, Piert, Joris en Corneel
Die hebben baarden, zij varen mee
Al die ranzige tweebak lusten
Moeten mannen met baarden zijn
refrain
Al die deftige pijpkens smoren
Moeten mannen met baarden zijn
refrain
Al die met ons de walrus killen
Moeten mannen met baarden zijn
refrain
Al die dood en duivel niet duchten
Moeten mannen met baarden zijn
refrain
quote:Effe off-topic maar die doet me denken aan deze, met Andre Valkering (die overigens weer de vriend is van mn buurvrouw) en vooral die zangeres die als 2e komt. Echt geniale muziek
En ontopic:
Een mooi liedje van David Bowie zoals ze vandaag de dag niet meer gemaakt worden:
1051 David Bowie - John, I'm Only Dancing
![David Bowie - John I'm Only Dancing [Alt Take-Sax Version]](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/H5nHO_Fn5CE/2.jpg)
Annie's very sweet, she always eats her meat
Joey comes on strong, bet your life he's putting us on
Oh lordy, oh lordy, you know I need some loving
Oh move me, touch me
John, I'm only dancing
She turns me on, but I'm only dancing
She turns me on, but don't get me wrong
I'm only dancing
Shadow love was quick and clean, life's a well-thumbed machine
I saw you watching from the stairs, you're everyone that ever cared
Oh lordy, oh lordy, you know I need some loving
Move me, touch me
John, I'm only dancing
She turns me on, but I'm only dancing
She turns me on, but don't get me wrong
I'm only dancing
John, I'm only dancing
She turns me on, but I'm only dancing
She turns me on, but don't get me wrong
I'm only dancing
Dancing
Won't someone dance with me?
Touch me,
Ohhh!
[ Bericht 24% gewijzigd door wallofdolls op 07-09-2009 21:27:19 ]
Het Deense duo doet het nog. Over een maand ligt hun nieuwe album "In and Out of Control" in de winkel, maar nu nog even een van hun vorige album met de simpele en toch spannende titel Lust Lust Lust.
There is no peace
Here in my mind
There's no way to see
We're all born blind
To some place some time
When we could feel like
We're joined inside
We can't always
See it with our eyes
But there is a world apart from what we know
There is a time/place the eyes will never show
We can be as one
And be farther than the distance to the sun
There is no use you'll never win
They'll only kick you back again
Back where you've been
And you're never satisfied
Your wants just change
You've been playing an unwinnable game
CHORUS
Half the time we're gone, we don't know why
Half of us are crying to the sky
Once we're there we'll wonder why it took so long
Once we're there we'll know what we became
CHORUS
I've seen it once before
You just ignore, where might you go
I thought I could get through
But not without you, you win I lose
We've had real good times us, crying and laughing
Memories that are kept unsaid, special thoughts are in my head
Little girl's voice that you could tell, blows me all over like a popsicle
Life is so dull without you
Now I wait alone girl, along side my shadow
Wondering just how you might be, to feel someone caress you
Everyone's alone and no one cares, especially if you use my heed
Life is so dull without you
de originele versie:
Want Gorki moet er vaak in en die laatste dans die moet Anja mij nog schenken!
Zonder hoop en zonder eten
Stuurde jij me weer naar bed
Want ik ben stout en de stoute kind'ren
Die moeten altijd vroeg naar bed
Anja, de laatste dans
Die moet je mij nog schenken
Anja, de laatste dans
Die moet je mij nog schenken
En de maan schijnt door de bomen
De brave mensen gaan naar de zee
Ik zie ze rijden op hun brommers
Ze hebben lol en ik mag niet mee
Anja, de laatste dans
Die moet je me nog schenken
Anja, de laatste dans
Die moet je mij nog schenken
Anja, de laatste dans
Die moet je me nog schenken
Anja, de laatste dans
Die moet je mij nog schenken
Ik blijf je altijd trouw
En als het donker wordt
En je niet meer weet
Waarom het ooit begon
Blijf ik je altijd trouw (4x)
Dat deze superband nog niet in de lijst stond!
Well, no one told me about her
The way she lied
Well, no one told me about her
How many people cried
But it's too late to say you're sorry
How would I know, why should I care?
Please don't bother trying to find her
She's not there
Well, let me tell you 'bout the way she looked
The way she acts and the color of her hair
Her voice was soft and cool, her eyes were clear and bright
But she's not there
Well, no one told me about her
What could I do?
Well, no one told me about her
Though they all knew
But it's too late to say you're sorry
How would I know, why should I care?
Please don't bother trying to find her
She's not there
Well, let me tell you about the way she looked
The way she acts and the color of her hair
Her voice was soft and cool, her eyes were clear and bright
But she's not there
SOLO
But it's too late to say you're sorry
How would I know, why should I care?
Please don't bother trying to find her
She's not there
Well, let me tell you about the way she looked
The way she acts and the color of her hair
Her voice was soft and cool, her eyes were clear and bright
But she's not there
In deze dagen van kanker en Mexicaanse griep wil ik AIDS!
Eerst was er Daisy Chainsaw. Na 1 album verliet Katie Jane Garside de band, die volledig onnodig nog een 2e album uitbracht maar toen toch stopten. Gitarist Cripin Gray en Katie Jane vonden elkaar gelukkig toch weer en in 2000 was daar Queen Adreena. Ik kwam er redelijk bij toeval achter doordat ik een engels tijdschrift net gratis cd bekeek en op die cd stond dit nummer.
Ik kocht het blad en zo was dit het eerste wat ik van Queen Adreena hoorde, en ik wist dat het goed zat.
En dat zit het nu al 4 albums lang.
Gewoon maar weer een nummer van deze dames, heb nu net deze CD op... Damn your moodswings!
This week or last week
I don't really care about it anymore
I write myself this letter
I tell myself you let me go
Without me
What's wrong with you?
Monday Monday Monday
Monday Monday Monday
Monday Monday Monday
Monday Monday Monday
Your house or mine
I don't really care about it anymore
I close my eyes
I, I make myself unhappy so you'll go
Without me
What's wrong with you
Monday Monday Monday
Monday Monday Monday
Monday Monday Monday
Monday Monday Monday
Oh, and I
I say damn your mood swings
Damn your mood swings
Oh, and I
I say damn your mood swings
Damn your mood swings
I'm calling out
I don't really care for your city anymore
I spend the night
I lay awake and miss you when you go
Without me
What's wrong with you
Monday Monday Monday
Monday Monday Monday
Monday Monday Monday
Monday Monday Monday
Oh, and I
I say damn your mood swings
Oh, and I
I say damn your mood swings
Damn your mood swings
Oh, and I
I say damn your mood swings
Damn your mood swings
Oh, and I
I say damn your mood swings
Damn your mood swings
Het origineel was eigenlijk nog best om aan te horen
Turn your life upside down
Take a car into town
Wait until the world's asleep
And tear it up and never stop again
Take a train to the sea
Stay up all night ..and be
It only takes a fraction of a second
To turn your life upside down
Take a train to the sea
Be anyone you want to be
A little spark of light inside your mind
Safe and sound off the ground upside down
Wide awake on the edge of the world
Hij stond er al enkele keren in met zijn "Five", die er eigenlijk geen vijf waren, maar nu ook dit mooie solonummer.
Bruised
(we're rolling)
(1, 2, 1 2)
(sorry, 1 2 3 4)
Oh no
your love just leaves you bruised
if you want to know
you find something to lose
the world won't turn until something breaks
who will make the first last mistake
you say good things come to those who
wait
Into the spiral
Your world and my world
It's never final
love just leaves you bruised
I went because you said you'd be there
A box of candy
Smoke in your hair
And I didn't know
I didn't care
but now I know
ba ba ba ba baaaaaa
ba ba ba ba baaaaaa
ba ba ba ba baaaaaa
ba ba ba ba
Love just leaves you bruised
Oh no
Did love just leave you screwed
you got to go slow
cause love just leaves you bruised
Into the spiral
Your world and my world
it's never final
love just leaves you bruised
I went because you said you'd be there
a box of candy
smoke in your hair
When I didn't know
I didn't care
but now I know
ba ba ba ba baaaaaa
ba ba ba ba baaaaaa
now I know
ba ba ba ba baaaaaa
ba ba ba ba
Love just leaves you bruised
and i've
got the scars to prove it
I went because you said you were there
a box of candy
smoke in your hair
explain it to me
again and again
like I care
ba ba ba ba baaaaa
ba ba ba ba baaaaa
like I care
ba ba ba ba baaaaa
ba ba ba ba baaaaa
Love just leaves you yeah
The world won't turn until something breaks
Who will make the first last mistake
Good things come to those who wait
Well I can't wait
I went because you said you'd be there
a box of candy
smoke in your hair
I didn't know
I didn't care
now I know
Ba ba ba ba baaaaaa (repeat)
(extened version
thats alright
how did that sound?)
(It was fucking great!)
One two three for five six!
Roadrunner, roadrunner
Going faster miles an hour
Gonna drive past the Stop 'n' Shop
With the radio on
I'm in love with Massachusetts
And the neon when it's cold outside
And the highway when it's late at night
Got the radio on
I'm like the roadrunner
Alright
I'm in love with modern moonlight
128 when it's dark outside
I'm in love with Massachusetts
I'm in love with the radio on
It helps me from being alone late at night
It helps me from being lonely late at night
I don't feel so bad now in the car
Don't feel so alone, got the radio on
Like the roadrunner
That's right
Said welcome to the spirit of 1956
Patient in the bushes next to '57
The highway is your girlfriend as you go by quick
Suburban trees, suburban speed
And it smells like heaven(thunder)
And I say roadrunner once
Roadrunner twice
I'm in love with rock & roll and I'll be out all night
Roadrunner
That's right
Well now
Roadrunner, roadrunner
Going faster miles an hour
Gonna drive to the Stop 'n' Shop
With the radio on at night
And me in love with modern moonlight
Me in love with modern rock & roll
Modern girls and modern rock & roll
Don't feel so alone, got the radio on
Like the roadrunner
O.K., now you sing Modern Lovers
(Radio On!)
I got the AM
(Radio On!)
Got the car, got the AM
(Radio On!)
Got the AM sound, got the
(Radio On!)
Got the rockin' modern neon sound
(Radio On!)
I got the car from Massachusetts, got the
(Radio On!)
I got the power of Massachusetts when it's late at night
(Radio On!)
I got the modern sounds of modern Massachusetts
I've got the world, got the turnpike, got the
I've got the, got the power of the AM
Got the, late at night, rock & roll late at night
The factories and the auto signs got the power of modern sounds
Alright
Kay Hanley werd bekend als zangeres van Letters to Cleo. De band maakte 4 albums voor ze uit elkaar gingen. En tja, ze waren net uit elkaar en Hollywood klopte aan. Eerst voor een nummer voor de film 10 Things I Hate about You. Dat werd de cover I Want You to Want Me. En daarna werd zangeres Kay Hanley gevraagd om de stem in te zingen van Molly in de cartoon Generation O! en later Josie voor de film Josie and the Pussycats. Ondertussen heeft ze nog 2 solo albums uit. Dit nummer komt van haar 2e, Weaponize uit 2008. En 'think bad thoughts'? Vandaag niet, want ze is jarig.
Who's on the seventh floor
Brewing alternatives
What's in the bottom drawer
Waiting for things to give
Spare us the cutter
Spare us the cutter
Couldn't cut the mustard
Conquering myself
Until I see another hurdle approaching
Say we can, say we will
Not just another drop in the ocean
Come to the free for all
With cellotpe and knives
Some of them six feet tall
We will escape our lives
Spare us the cutter
Spare us the cutter
Couldn't cut the mustard
Conquering myself
Until I see another hurdle approaching
Say we can, say we will
Not just another drop in the ocean
Am I the happy loss
Will I still recoil
When the skin is lost
Am I the worthy cross
Will I still be soiled
When the dirt is off
Conquering myself
Until I see another hurdle approaching
Say we can, say we will
Not just another drop in the ocean
Ocean
Watch the fingers close
When the hands are cold
Am I the happy loss
Will I still recoil
When the skin is lost
Am I the worthy cross
Will I still be soiled
When the dirt is off
Am I the happy loss
Will I still be soiled
When the dirt is off
quote:GeilOp vrijdag 11 september 2009 20:20 schreef ranja het volgende:
1037 Kay Hanley - Think Bad Thoughts
Kay Hanley werd bekend als zangeres van Letters to Cleo. De band maakte 4 albums voor ze uit elkaar gingen. En tja, ze waren net uit elkaar en Hollywood klopte aan. Eerst voor een nummer voor de film 10 Things I Hate about You. Dat werd de cover I Want You to Want Me. En daarna werd zangeres Kay Hanley gevraagd om de stem in te zingen van Molly in de cartoon Generation O! en later Josie voor de film Josie and the Pussycats. Ondertussen heeft ze nog 2 solo albums uit. Dit nummer komt van haar 2e, Weaponize uit 2008. En 'think bad thoughts'? Vandaag niet, want ze is jarig.
Het hobbybandje van Mark Knopfler waarmee hij meer de countryblues kant opging...
There is nothing I can do
Nothing I can say
You'll do what you want to
You'll go your own sweet way
You'll go your own sweet
Your own sweet way
You'll go your own sweet
Your own sweet way
Now I can talk to you serious
I can talk to you nice
But when it comes to love
You won't take good advice
You'll go your own sweet
Your own sweet way
You'll go your own sweet
Your own sweet way
It doesn't matter what I say
What I do or what I think
You can lead a horse to water
You can't make him drink
You'll go your own sweet
Your own sweet way
You'll go your own sweet
Your own sweet way
Voordat de band Ultravox (met Midge Ure) doorbrak met Vienna, maakten ze met hun eerste zanger John Foxx drie fantastische albums. uit deze periode komt ook dit meesterwerkje.
Calling cards of madness
Pull the brass men from their knees
To petrify more images to dangle just outside the reach
Of the stunted and the dreamless ones who have nothing left to keep
For frozen dawns or nights as cold as these have been
Don't ask for explanations
There's nothing left you'd understand
You're one of the wild, the beautiful and the damned
The wild, the beautiful and the damned
We read the latest venereal journals
Flicked through some catalogues of fear
You tore some more pages from your old lovers hearts
Then we engineered a wild reunion in a Berlin alleyway
While your New York fuehrer (?) tore our universe apart
Don't ask for explanations
There's nothing left you'd understand
You're one of the wild, the beautiful and the damned
The wild, the beautiful and the damned
Break my legs politely
I'll spit my gold teeth out at you
Your sores are almost big enough to step right inside now
I'll send you truckloads of flowers from all the worlds that you stole from me
I'll spin a coin in the madhouse while I watch you drowning
Don't ask for explanations
There's nothing left you'd understand
You're one of the wild, the beautiful and the damned
The wild, the beautiful and the damned
1033 : Emerson, Lake and Palmer - Hoedown
Tja, volop in het nieuws nu, deze wereldband.
Day after day, alone on the hill,
The man with the foolish grin is keeping perfectly still.
But nobody wants to know him,
They can see that he's just a fool.
And he never gives an answer .....
But the fool on the hill,
Sees the sun going down.
And the eyes in his head,
See the world spinning around.
Well on his way, his head in a cloud,
The man of a thousand voices, talking perfectly loud.
But nobody ever hears him,
Or the sound he appears to make.
And he never seems to notice .....
But the fool on the hill,
Sees the sun going down.
And the eyes in his head,
See the world spinning around.
And nobody seems to like him,
They can tell what he wants to do.
And he never shows his feelings,
But the fool on the hill,
Sees the sun going down.
And the eyes in his head,
See the world spinning around.
Alles aan dit nummer is anders dan we van U2 gewend zijn. De drums zijn bombastisch. Bono zingt een gedeelte macho en donker, het gitaarwerk is niet galmend, maar veel straighter
![U2 - Hawkmoon 269 [Rattle & Hum]](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/u2zqx1vYAOc/2.jpg)
Like a desert needs rain
Like a town needs a name
I need your love
Like a drifter needs a room
Hawkmoon
I need your love
Like a rhythm unbroken
Like drums in the night
Like sweet soul music
Like sunlight
I need your love
Like coming home
And you dont know where youve been
Like black coffee
Like nicotine
I need your love
When the night has no end
And the day yet to begin
As the room spins around
I need your love
Like a phoenix rising
Needs a holy tree
Like the sweet revenge
Of a bitter enemy
I need your love
Like the heat needs the sun
Like honey on her tongue
Like the muzzle of a gun
Like oxygen
I need your love
When the night has no end
And the day yet to begin
As the room spins around
I need your love
Like thunder needs rain
Like the preacher needs pain
Like tongues of flame
Like a blind mans cane
Like a needle in a vein
Like someone to blame
Like a thought unchained
Like a runaway train
I need your love
Like a fighters rage
His dreams in a cage
Like faith needs a doubt
Like a freeway out
I need your love
Like powder needs a spark
Like lies need the dark
I need your love
Old man lying
by the side of the road
With the lorries rolling by,
Blue moon sinking
from the weight of the load
And the building scrape the sky,
Cold wind ripping
down the alley at dawn
And the morning paper flies,
Dead man lying
by the side of the road
With the daylight in his eyes.
Don't let it bring you down
It's only castles burning,
Find someone who's turning
And you will come around.
Blind man running
through the light
of the night
With an answer in his hand,
Come on down
to the river of sight
And you can really understand,
Red lights flashing
through the window
in the rain,
Can you hear the sirens moan?
White cane lying
in a gutter in the lane,
If you're walking home alone.
Don't let it bring you down
It's only castles burning,
Just find someone who's turning
And you will come around.
Don't let it bring you down
It's only castles burning,
Just find someone who's turning
And you will come around.
quote:Op vrijdag 11 september 2009 20:18 schreef Bookie65 het volgende:
1038 Jonathan Richman - Roadrunner
....
maar is natuurlijk eigenlijk wel van de Modern Lovers
1029: The Brat - Chalk Dust (The Umpire strikes back)
Oh I say, well played sir
Fifteen love
Oh my goodness me, what a shot
Thirty love
Who could possibly return that backhand?
Thirty fifteen
These two boys really mean business today
Forty fifteen
Out
Out
What!
Out
WHAT!
The ball was out
You gotta be kidding
The ball's in, everyone could see that the ball's in
Chalk dust, everyone could see that there was chalk dust
That ball was in by about a mile
You people here are goddamn senile
Don't be noisy, there's a good chap
You'll wake the line person, she's having a nap.
Screwball
Call yourself an umpire
You're a screwball
Play on
You're being rather naughty
Kindly play on
I won't play on till you change your call
You didn't even see the (beep beep) ball
I come over here to play a (beep beep) game
But you blind geriatrics are the (beep beep) thing
The ball's in, everyone could see that the ball's in
Chalk dust, everyone could see that there was chalk dust
Awfully sorry but the ball was out
I'd be jolly grateful if you didn't shout
If you don't like it here well you shouldn't come
Frankly sir
You're a pain in the bum
Moron, I want another umpire you're a moron
Chalk dust, I wanna see my lawyer there was chalk dust
You pick on me cause of who I am
I'm not playing on and I don't give a damn
The ball wasn't out it's a goddamn lie
I won't play on and I think I'm gonna cry...
Chalk dust
I wanna see my daddy there was chalk dust
Boring
I'm going to have to shoot you now
You're boring
I am sorry about this
You tedious little brat
I am sick of you
The umpire strikes back
[machine gun fire] Rat-a-tat-tat-tat
Oh, you're the pits, you're scum man, you are not fit to be called a human being
[machine gun fire[ Rat-a-tat-tat-tat
I was talking to myself.
[dies] uhhhh......
Ze staan er nog opvallend weinig in, dus deze moet er maar eens bij!
Mott the hoople and the game of life. yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Andy kaufman in the wrestling match. yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Monopoly, twenty one, checkers, and chess. yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Mister fred blassie in a breakfast mess. yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Lets play twister, lets play risk. yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
See you heaven if you make the list. yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Hey, andy did you hear about this one? tell me, are you locked in the punch?
Hey andy are you goofing on elvis? hey, baby. are we losing touch?
If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon.
If you believe theres nothing up my sleeve, then nothing is cool.
Moses went walking with the staff of wood. yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Newton got beaned by the apple good. yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Egypt was troubled by the horrible asp. yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Mister charles darwin had the gall to ask. yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Hey andy did you hear about this one? tell me, are you locked in the punch?
Hey, andy are you goofing on elvis? hey, baby. are you having fun?
If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon.
If you believe theres nothing up my sleeve, then nothing is cool.
Heres a little agit for the never-believer. yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Heres a little ghost for the offering. yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Heres a truck stop instead of saint peters. yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Mister andy kaufmans gone wrestling [wrestling bears]. yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Hey andy did you hear about this one? tell me, are you locked in the punch?
Hey andy are you goofing on elvis, hey baby, are we losing touch?
If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon.
If you believe theres nothing up my sleeve, then nothing is cool.
She moved her chair up on the stage
Her Hasselblad was on her knees
Watch her eyes, she lookes so happy
And see her smile, oh I know it’s not for me
Wheelchair groupie
Oooooh, wheelchair groupie
Her wonderboy came down the stairs
With silver pants and golden hair
Watch her eyes, she lookes so happy
And see her smile, oh I know it’s not for me
Wheelchair groupie
Oooooh, wheelchair groupie
Watch it . . .
quote:Ja, die moest er zeker in, maar zó laag al?Op zondag 13 september 2009 11:56 schreef methodmich het volgende:
1028 R.E.M. - Man On The Moon
Ze staan er nog opvallend weinig in, dus deze moet er maar eens bij!
Tijd voor een stukje ouderwets moderne rock n roll.
Girl, you have no faith in medicine
Acetaminophen
You see the medicine
Girl, you have no faith in medicine
Is there a way to find the cure for this
Implanted in a pill?
Is it just the name upon the bottle
That determines if it will?
Is the problem you're allergic
To a well familiar name?
Do you have a problem with this one
If the results are the same?
Acetaminophen
You see the medicine
Girl, you have no faith in medicine
Well strip the bark right off a tree
And just hand it this way
Don't even need a drink of water
To make the headache go away
Give me sugar pill
And watch me just rattle
Down the street
Acetaminophen
You see the medicine
Girl, you have no faith in medicine
quote:Ja och, t is moeilijk inschatten he. Soms doe je er dingen in die veel te laag staan... omdat je even niks anders kunt bedenkenOp zondag 13 september 2009 12:14 schreef Relayer het volgende:
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Ja, die moest er zeker in, maar zó laag al?
Warning lights are flashing down at Quality Control
Somebody threw a spanner and they threw him in the hole
There's rumors in the loading bay and anger in the town
Somebody blew the whistle and the walls came down
There's a meeting in the boardroom they're trying to trace the smell
There's leaking in the washroom there's a sneak in personnel
Somewhere in the corridors someone was heard to sneeze
'goodness me could this be Industrial Disease?
The caretaker was crucified for sleeping at his post
They're refusing to be pacified it's him they blame the most
The watchdog's got rabies the foreman's got fleas
And everyone's concerned about Industrial Disease
There's panic on the switchboard tongues are ties in knots
Some come out in sympathy some come out in spots
Some blame the management some the employees
And everybody knows it's the Industrial Disease
The work force is disgusted downs tools and walks
Innocence is injured experience just talks
Everyone seeks damages and everyone agrees
That these are 'classic symptoms of a monetary squeeze'
On ITV and BBC they talk about the curse
Philosophy is useless theology is worse
History boils over there's an economics freeze
Sociologists invent words that mean 'Industrial Disease'
Doctor Parkinson declared 'I'm not surprised to see you here
You've got smokers cough from smoking, brewer's droop from drinking beer
I don't know how you came to get the Betty Davis knees
But worst of all young man you've got Industrial Disease'
He wrote me a prescription he said 'you are depressed
But I'm glad you came to see me to get this off your chest
Come back and see me later - next patient please
Send in another victim of Industrial Disease'
I go down to Speaker's Corner I'm thunderstruck
They got free speech, tourists, police in trucks
Two men say they're Jesus one of them must be wrong
There's a protest singer singing a protest song - he says
'they wanna have a war to keep us on our knees
They wanna have a war to keep their factories
They wanna have a war to stop us buying Japanese
They wanna have a war to stop Industrial Disease
They're pointing out the enemy to keep you deaf and blind
They wanna sap your energy incarcerate your mind
They give you Rule Brittania, gassy beer, page three
Two weeks in Espana and Sunday striptease'
Meanwhile the first Jesus says 'I'd cure it soon
Abolish monday mornings and friday afternoons'
The other one's on a hunger strike he's dying by degrees
How come Jesus gets Industrial Disease
Voordat we over de helft gaan nog een rapnummertje (zonder censuur) erin.
The old Rocker wore his hair too long,
wore his trouser cuffs too tight.
Unfashionable to the end drank his ale too light.
Death's head belt buckle yesterday's dreams
the transport caf' prophet of doom.
Ringing no change in his double-sewn seams
in his post-war-babe gloom.
Now he's too old to Rock'n'Roll but he's too young to die.
He once owned a Harley Davidson and a Triumph Bonneville.
Counted his friends in burned-out spark plugs
and prays that he always will.
But he's the last of the blue blood greaser boys
all of his mates are doing time:
married with three kids up by the ring road
sold their souls straight down the line.
And some of them own little sports cars
and meet at the tennis club do's.
For drinks on a Sunday work on Monday.
They've thrown away their blue suede shoes.
Now they're too old to Rock'n'Roll and they're too young to die.
So the old Rocker gets out his bike
to make a ton before he takes his leave.
Up on the A1 by Scotch Corner
just like it used to be.
And as he flies tears in his eyes
his wind-whipped words echo the final take
and he hits the trunk road doing around 120
with no room left to brake.
And he was too old to Rock'n'Roll but he was too young to die.
No, you're never too old to Rock'n'Roll if you're too young to die.
Op Metropolis 2009 zag ik een band met de naam The Soft Pack. Erg fijne band, ergens een mix tussen The Strokes en The Wedding Present, maar dan anders. Thuisgekomen ging ik op zoek naar muziek van de band en kwam er toen achter dat ze een jaar geleden nog The Muslims heetten. Onder die naam hebben ze een paae singles en een ep uitgebracht en na de naamswijziging een album waarop dit allemaal verzameld staat.
1021: Dream Theater - A mind beside itself
Part 1: Erotomania
[Instrumental]
Part 2: Voices
'Love, just don't stare'
He used to say to me
every Sunday morning
The spider in the window
The angel in the pool
The old man takes the poison
Now the widow makes the rules
'So speak, I'm right here'
She used to say to me
not a word, not a word
Judas on the ceiling
the Devil in my bed
I guess Easter's never coming
So I'll just wait inside my head
Like a scream but sort of silent
living off my nightmares
Voices repeating me
'Feeling threatened?
We reflect your hopes and fears.'
Voices discussing me
'Others steal your thoughts
they're not confined
within your mind.'
Thought disorder
Dream control
Now they read my mind on the radio
But where was the Garden of Eden?
I feel elated
I feel depressed
Sex is death, Death is sex
Says it right here on my Crucifix
Like a scream but sort of silent
living off my nightmares
Voices protecting me
'Good behavior
brings the Savior
to his knees.'
Voices rejecting me
'Others steal your thoughts
they're not confined
to your own mind.'
[Dialogue by rap artist Prix-mo reading from the book "Cultural Revolution".]
"I don't wanna be here, 'cause of my
suffering, 'cause of my illness.
Only love is worth having, only
love is what matters, loving every
people on equal terms. "
"You've got to know who you're
dealin' with because, like a stranger,
a-heh, just might come in through
here with a gun... and then, what
would you do? (Heh.)"
"Everything is immaterial..."
"'n' you know that reality is immaterial."
"This is not reality..."
I'm kneeling on the floor
staring at the wall
like the spider in the window
I wish that I could speak
Is there fantasy in refuge?
God in politicians?
Should I turn on my religion?
These demons in my head tell me to
I'm lying here in bed
Swear my skin is inside out
Just another Sunday morning
Seen my diary on the newsstand
Seems we've lost the truth to quicksand
It's a shame no one is praying
'Cause these voices in my head
keep saying...
'Love, just don't stare.'
'Reveal the Word when you're
supposed to'
Withdrawn and introverted
Infectiously perverted
'Being laughed at and confused
keeps us pleasantly amused
enough to stay.'
Maybe I'm just Cassandra fleeting
Twentieth century Icon bleeding
Willing to risk Salvation
to escape from isolation
I'm witness to redemption
heard you speak but never listened
Can you rid me of my secrets?
Deliver us from Darkness?
Voices repeating me
'Feeling threatened?
We reflect your hopes and fears.'
Voices discussing me
Don't expect your own Messiah
This neverworld which you desire
is only in your mind.
Part 3: The Silent Man
A question well served,
'Is silence like a fever?'
'A voice never heard?'
'Or a message with no receiver?'
Pray they won't ask
Behind the stained glass
There's always one more mask
Has man been a victim
of his woman, of his father?
if he elects not to bother,
will he suffocate their faith?
Desperate to fall
Behind the Great Wall
That separates us all
When there is reason
Tonight I'm Awake
when there's no answer
Arrive the Silent Man
If there is balance
tonight He's Awake
If they have to suffer
There lies the Silent Man
Sin without deceivers
A God with no believers
I could sail by
on the Winds of Silence
And maybe they won't notice
But this time I think
It'd be better if I swim
When there is reason
Tonight I'm Awake
When there's no answer
Arrive the Silent Man
If there is balance
Tonight he's Awake
But if they have to suffer
There lies the Silent Man
Nummer met een erg clashy begin.
One shot all I need
Ive got rhythm when I bleed
til death do us part
Break my heart so I can start
Supercalifragilistic
Kiss me in the futuristic
Twisted but I must insist
Its time to get on top of this
Its right on time
Its right on time
Its right on time
Its right on time its right on time its right on time its right on time
Lookin fine youre lookin fine get on 1999
Its right on time
Discard to bombard
Calling all you shooting stars
Holy cow bow wow wow
Now Im here Im nowhere now
Joan of arc reincarnated
Maybe we could be related
So much blood to circulate
And so much space to decorate
Its right on time
Its right on time
Its right on time
Its right on time its right on time its right on time its right on time
Lookin fine youre lookin fine get on 1999
Its right on time
Plain and simple pain
I want to but I cant complain
Death row let us go
Its time to blow up for the show
All the world reverberated
Coming through we motorcaded
Vibrate when we operated
Turning up in solid stated
Oh lord
1019: Steve Hackett - Kim
Voor wie niet van maandag houdt...
The silicon chip inside her head
Gets switched to overload
And nobody’s gonna go to school today
She’s gonna make them stay at home
And daddy doesn’t understand it
He always said she was good as gold
And he can see no reasons
'Cos there are no reasons
What reason do you need to be show-ow-ow-ow-own?
Tell me why
I don’t like Mondays
Tell me why
I don’t like Mondays
Tell me why
I don’t like Mondays
I wanna shoo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oot the whole day down
The Telex machine is kept so clean
And it types to a waiting world
And mother feels so shocked
Father’s world is rocked
And their thoughts turn to their own little girl
Sweet 16 ain’t that peachy keen
Now that ain’t so neat to admit defeat
They can see no reasons
'Cos there are no reasons
What reasons do you need?
Oh Oh Oh Oh
Tell me why
I don’t like Mondays
Tell me why
I don’t like Mondays
Tell me why
I don’t like Mondays
I wanna shoo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oot
The whole day down, down, down, shoot it all down
And all the playing's stopped in the playground now
She wants to play with the toys a while
And school's out early and soon we'll be learning
And the lesson today is how to die
And then the bullhorn crackles
And the captain tackles
(With the problems of the how's and why's)
And he can see no reasons
'Cos there are no reasons
What reason do you need to die, die?
Oh Oh Oh
Tell me why
I don’t like Mondays
Tell me why
I don’t like Mondays
Tell me why
I don’t like
I don’t like (Tell me why)
I don’t like Mondays
Tell me why
I don’t like
I don’t like (Tell me why)
I don’t like Mondays
Tell me why
I don't like Mondays
I wanna shoo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oot the whole day down
Van deze god staan er nog veel te weinig nummers in.
Tom Waits/K. Brennan)
What does it matter, a dream of love
Or a dream of lies
We're all gonna be in the same place
When we die
Your spirit don't leave knowing
Your face or your name
And the wind through your bones
Is all that remains
And we're all gonna be
We're all gonna be
Just dirt in the ground
The quill from a buzzard
The blood writes the word
I want to know am I the sky
Or a bird
'Cause hell is boiling over
And heaven is full
We're chained to the world
And we all gotta pull
And we're all gonna be
Just dirt in the ground
Now the killer was smiling
With nerves made of stone
He climbed the stairs
And the gallows groaned
And the people's hearts were pounding
They were throbbing, they were red
As he swung out ofver the crowd
I heard the hangman said
We're all gonna be
Just dirt in the ground
Now Cain slew Abel
He killed him with a stone
The sky cracked open
And the thunder groaned
Along a river of flesh
Can these dry bones live?
Ask a king or a beggar
And the answer they'll give
Is we're all gonna be
Yea yeah
We're all gonna be just
Dirt in the ground
[ Bericht 0% gewijzigd door Bookie65 op 14-09-2009 19:04:02 ]
Op naar de nr 1000 met een van de meest legendarische groepen uit de muziekhistorie...
I decree today that life
Is simply taking and not giving
England is mine - it owes me a living
But ask me why, and I'll spit in your eye
Oh, ask me why, and I'll spit in your eye
But we cannot cling to the old dreams anymore
No, we cannot cling to those dreams
Does the body rule the mind
Or does the mind rule the body ?
I don´t know....
Under the iron bridge we kissed
And although I ended up with sore lips
It just wasn't like the old days anymore
No, it wasn't like those days
Am I still ill ?
Oh ...
Am I still ill ?
Oh ...
Does the body rule the mind
Or does the mind rule the body ?
I don´t know...
Ask me why, and I'll die
Oh, ask me why, and I'll die
And if you must, go to work - tomorrow
Well, if I were you I really wouldn't bother
For there are brighter sides to life
And I should know, because I've seen them
But not very often ...
Under the iron bridge we kissed
And although I ended up with sore lips
It just wasn't like the old days anymore
No, it wasn't like those days
Am I still ill ?
Oh ...
Oh, am I still ill ?
Oh ...
Deze band mag niet ontbreken in de top2000
Inside the vehicle the cold is extreme
Smoke in my throat kicks me out of my dream
I try to relax but it's warmer outside
I fail to connect, it's a tragic divide
This has become a full time career
To die young would take only 21 years
Gun down a school or blow up a car
The media circus will make you a star
Crushed like a rose
In the river flow
I am I know
I am I know
Dark matter flowing out on to a tape
Is only as loud as the silence it breaks
Most things decay in a matter of days
The product is sold the memory fades
Crushed like a rose
In the river flow
I am I know
I am I know
"You've just had a heavy session of electro-shock therapy.
And you're more relaxed than you've been in weeks.
All those childhood traumas magically wiped away.
Along with most of your personality."
[ Bericht 25% gewijzigd door #ANONIEM op 14-09-2009 18:58:51 ]
I've been in a cave for 40 days
only a spark to light my way
I want to give out, I want to give in
This is our crime, this is our sin
I still believe, I still believe
Through the pain, and through the grief
Through the lies, through the storms
Through the cries, and through the wars
I still believe
I'm flat on my back out at sea
hoping these waves don't cover me
I'm turned and tossed upon the waves
When the darkness comes I feel the grave
But I still believe, I still believe
Through the cold, and through the heat
Through the rain, and through the tears,
Through the crowds, and through the cheers
I still believe
I'll march this road, I'll climb this hill
Upon my knees if I have to
I'll take my place upon this stage
I'll wait until the end of time for you
I'm out on my own walking these streets
Look at the faces that I meet
I feel like I want to go home
What do I feel? What do I know?
But I still believe, I still believe
Through the shame, and through the grief
Through the heartache, through the tears
Through the waiting, through the years
For people like us in places like this
We need all the hope we can get
Oh, I still believe!
Geen top2000 zonder Clapton. En dan ook nog eens in zijn (vergeten?) blues tijd!
quote:Songfacts:
The title is pronounced "Jamaica," and is a play on the word: "She went to the Caribbean." "Jamaica?" "No, she went on her own." It could also be a sexual reference.
Many people thought the title was pronounced "Dear Maker" and read too much into it. Jimmy Page had an interest in the occult and Robert Plant wrote some very spiritual lyrics, which led to deeper meanings in many of their songs, but not this one.
This song was meant to imitate Reggae and its "dub" derivative emerging from Jamaica in the early '70s. Bonham's inability to replicate a Reggae beat on his drums, however, turned the song into an odd melange of what sounded like '50s doo-wop and reggae. This song and "The Crunge" are considered the two "joke" songs on the album. (thanks, John - Boca Raton, FL)
The distinctive drum sound was created by placing 3 microphones a good distance away from John Bonham's drums.
Led Zeppelin never performed this live. It would have been difficult to recreate the Reggae band.
This is one of the few Zeppelin songs where all 4 members share the composer credit.
Sheryl Crow sang this on Encomium, the 1995 Led Zeppelin tribute album.
Oh oh oh oh oh oh, You don't have to go oh oh oh oh oh
You don't have to go oh oh oh oh oh, you don't have to go.
Ay ay ay ay ay ay, All those tears I cry ay ay ay ay ay
All those tears I cry ay ay ay ay ay, Baby please don't go.
When I read the letter you wrote, it made me mad mad mad
When I read the words that it told me,
It made me sad sad sad, But I still love you so
I can't let you go, I love you- ooh baby I love you.
Oh oh oh oh oh oh, Every breath I take oh oh oh oh oh
Every move I make hey hey, Baby please don't go.
Ay ay ay ay ay ay, You hurt me to my soul oh oh oh oh,
You hurt me to my soul oh oh oh oh,
Darling please don't go.
When I read the letter you sent me, it made me mad mad mad
When I read the news that it brought me,
It made me sad sad sad, But I still love you so
I can't let you go, I love you- ooh baby I love you.
Oh oh oh oh oh oh, You don't have to go oh oh oh oh oh
You don't have to go oh oh oh oh oh
Oh baby, ba-bee bee please please please
ah ah ah ah ah baby ah ah I really love you baby
oo oo oo oo oo darlin' oooohhhh oh
Oh baby I still love you so,
Oh baby I still love you so ohohoh, ooo, oh oh oh oh oh yeah
(Fire?) ah ah oh ah ah ah oooohhh
(fire?) ah ah ah ah ah, oooooooooooooo
(fire?) Ohhh baby....
quote:Deze staat natuurlijk veel te laagOp woensdag 21 januari 2009 16:14 schreef Deceit het volgende:
1909
JEFF BUCKLEY - HALLELUJAH
Well I heard there was a secret chord
That David played, and it pleased the Lord
But you don't really care for music, do ya?
Well it goes like this
The fourth, the fifth
The minor fall and the major lift
The baffled king composing Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Well Your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you
she tied you to her kitchen chair
And she broke your throne and she cut your hair
And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Well baby I've been here before
I've seen this room and I've walked this floor
I used to live alone before I knew ya
I've seen your flag on the marble arch
Love is not a victory march
It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Well there was a time when you let me know
What's really going on below
But now you never show that to me do you?
And remember when I moved in you?
And the holy dove was moving too
And every breath we drew was Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Well maybe there's a God above
But all I've ever learned from love
Was how to shoot somebody who'd OUT DREW YA
And it's not a cry that you hear at night
It's not somebody who's seen the light
It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah <<(held for a long time)
Hallelujah
Zo'n zeldzaam nummer dat je altijd zult blijven koesteren, dat is 'Mad About You'.
Feel the vibe, feel the terror, feel the pain
It's driving me insane
I can't fake
For God's sake, why am I
Driving in the wrong lane
Trouble is my middle name
But in the end I'm not too bad
Can someone tell me if it's wrong to be so mad about you
Mad about you
Mad
Are you the fishy wine who will give me
A headache in the morning
Or just a dark blue land mine
That will explode without a decent warning
Give me all your true hate
And I'll translate it in our bed
Into never seen passion, never seen passion
That's why I am so mad about you
Mad about you
Mad
Trouble is your middle name
But in the end you're not too bad
Can someone tell me if it's wrong to be
So mad about you
Mad about you
Mad about you
Mad about you
Mad
Give me all your true hate
And I'll translate it in your bed
Into never seen passion
That is why I am so mad about you
Mad about you
Mad about you
Mad about you
Mad about you
Mad about you
Mad about you
Uit de musical "Chess"
THE AMERICAN:
Bangkok, Oriental setting
And the city don't know that the city is getting
The creme de la creme of the chess world in a
Show with everything but Yul Brynner
Time flies -- doesn't seem a minute
Since the Tirolean spa had the chess boys in it
All change -- don't you know that when you
Play at this level there's no ordinary venue
It's Iceland -- or the Philippines -- or Hastings -- or -- or this place!
COMPANY:
One night in Bangkok and the world's your oyster
The bars are temples but the pearls ain't free
You'll find a god in every golden cloister
And if you're lucky then the god's a she
I can feel an angel sliding up to me
THE AMERICAN:
One town's very like another
When your head's down over your pieces, brother
COMPANY:
It's a drag, it's a bore, it's really such a pity
To be looking at the board, not looking at the city
THE AMERICAN:
Whaddya mean? Ya seen one crowded, polluted, stinking town --
COMPANY:
Tea, girls, warm and sweet
Some are set up in the Somerset Maugham suite
THE AMERICAN:
Get Thai'd! You're talking to a tourist
Whose every move's among the purest
I get my kicks above the waistline, sunshine
COMPANY:
One night in Bangkok makes a hard man humble
Not much between despair and ecstasy
One night in Bangkok and the tough guys tumble
Can't be too careful with your company
I can feel the devil walking next to me
THE AMERICAN:
Siam's gonna be the witness
To the ultimate test of cerebral fitness
This grips me more than would a
Muddy old river or reclining Buddha
And thank God I'm only watching the game -- controlling it --
I don't see you guys rating
The kind of mate I'm contemplating
I'd let you watch, I would invite you
But the queens we use would not excite you
So you better go back to your bars, your temples, your massage parlours --
COMPANY:
One night in Bangkok and the world's your oyster
The bars are temples but the pearls ain't free
You'll find a god in every golden cloister
A little flesh, a little history
I can feel an angel sliding up to me
One night in Bangkok makes a hard man humble
Not much between despair and ecstasy
One night in Bangkok and the tough guys tumble
Can't be too careful with your company
I can feel the devil walking next to me
[ Bericht 0% gewijzigd door Mostlyanthony op 14-09-2009 21:29:50 ]
De Stones moeten er natuurlijk ook vaak in. Openingsnummer van een van hun beste albums.
Voor lyrics: zie de youtube.
[ Bericht 0% gewijzigd door cafca op 14-09-2009 21:28:31 ]
Oftewel 'you fuck like my dad'
[ Bericht 0% gewijzigd door ranja op 14-09-2009 21:50:30 ]
quote:Ik heb mijn post alvast aangepast
quote:Moet ranja alleen nog even zijn post verandern in 1008, kunnen we verder met 1007Op maandag 14 september 2009 21:30 schreef Mostlyanthony het volgende:
OK, maar nu hebben we dus 2x 1009
Op 1007 dan maar een held uit ver vervlogen tijden, blijft geniaal
Weinig zwarte muziek tot nu toe en Drikske zelf is daar zeker debet aan. Tijd voor een legendarische soultrack dus. Uit 1964 alweer...
![Sam Cooke -- Change Gon' Come [VOTE 2008]](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/Si8p2NSfrSo/2.jpg)
I was born by the river
In a little tent
And just like the river
I've been running ever since
It's been a long, long time coming
But I know a change gonna come
Oh, yes it is
It's been too hard living
But I'm afraid to die
I don't know what's up there beyond the sky
It's been a long, long time coming
But I know a change gonna come
Oh yes it will
Then I go to my brother
I say brother help me please
But he winds up knocking me
Back down on my knees
There's been times that I thought
I wouldn't last for long
But now I think I'm able to carry on
It's been a long, long time coming
But I know a change is gonna come
Oh, yes it will
I thought of you the other day
How worlds of change led us astray
Colors seem to fade to gray
In the wake of yesterday…
You looked into my eyes
You had me hypnotized
And I still remember you
I had a dream of you and I
A thousand stars lit up the sky
I touched your hand and you were gone
But memories of you live on…
You looked into my eyes
You had me hypnotized
And I still remember you
Those moments spent together
Promising forever
And I still remember you
Do you ever think of me
And get lost in the memory
When you do, I hope you smile
And hold that memory a while…
I've been watching me fall for it seems like years
Watching me grow small, I watch me disappear
Slipping out my ordinary world, out my ordinary eyes
Yeah slipping out the ordinary me into someone else's life
Into someone else's life...
There's a thin white cold new moon and the snow is coming down
And the neon bright tokyo lights flicker through the crowd
I've been drifting around for hours and I'm lost and I'm tired
When a whisper in my ear insatiable breathes
"why don't you follow me inside?... "
Yeah the room is small, the room is bright
Her hair is black, the bed is white
And the night is always young
Is always young... always young
The night is always young...
Yeah I've been seeing them strip to the bone in the mirror on the wall
Seeing her swallow him whole like it's not me at all
She holds out her hands and I follow her down to my knees
And the sucking inside insatiable smiles
"you will forget yourself in me... "
Yeah the room is small, the room is bright
Her eyes are black, the bed is white
And the night is always young
And the night goes on and on
And the night is always young
And the night is never over and over and over and over and over...
And then it's gone
And then it's gone
Yeah then it's gone...
Yeah it's a cruel mean cold new day and outside the snow is still coming down
And in the blood red tokyo bed I watch me coming round
She pulled him down for hours
Deeper than I've ever been
And as I fall in the mirror on the wall
I'm watching me scream
I'm watching me scream
I'm watching me scream
I'm watching me scream
Yeah I've been watching me go for it must be years
Watching me get slow, I watch me disappear
And one day, yeah I know, I won't come back at all...
And always over and over in his ordinary eyes
I'm watching me fall
I'm watching me fall
I'm watching me fall
I'm watching me fall
After all the lights go low we find ourselves alone
We could be just anywhere but no one's going home
You got my name, pick up my number
Come on darling, let's be lovers
You got my name, pick up my number
Come on darling, let's be lovers
Now see the dying summer moon
It's shining just for me and you
And the night that seems so alone is gone, gone, gone
Weave the sunlight in your hair, catch it in your arms
I can see you movin' in, I'm easy and I'm calm
You got my name, pick up my number
Come on darling, let's be lovers
You got my name, pick up my number
Come on darling, let's be lovers
Now see that dying summer moon
It's shining just for me and you
And the night that seems so alone is gone, gone, gone
I see that dying string
It's shining just for me and you
And the night that seems so alone is gone, gone, gone
Good night, good night
Je ziet in je krantje dat het
Allemaal uit de hand loopt
Je leest maar niet verder want je
Je voelt het begin van wanhoop a-ah
Dan rook je een stikkie en je
Vergeet wat je wilt vergeten a-ah
Je kijkt televisie en je
Vermijdt zo het ware leven
Dus
refr.:
Doe maar net alsof je neus bloedt d-doe maar net alsof je neus bloedt
Doe maar net alsof je neus bloedt
Doe maar net alsof je neus bloedt d-doe maar net alsof je neus bloedt
Doe maar net alsof je neus bloedt oeh
Je ging nog wel stemmen want je
Je wou je niet laten kisten a-ah
Je zou toch niet willen dat ze
Iets zonder jou beslisten a-ah
Maar blijf je ook wakker om dat
Gajes te controleren
Oh ze naaien je beste maatje
Voordat je je kont kunt keren a-ah
Dus
refr.(3x)
Doe maar net alsof je neus bloedt d-doe maar net alsof je neus bloedt
Doe maar net alsof je neus bloedt...
I saw mushroom head,
Well, I saw mushroom head,
Well, I saw mushroom head,
I was born and I was dead,
I was born and I was dead,
Well, I saw mushroom head,
Well, I saw mushroom head,
Well, I saw mushroom head,
I was born and I was dead,
I was born and I was dead.
I';m gonna give my despair,
I';m gonna give my despair,
I';m gonna give my despair,
Aha, aha, aha, aha, aha, aha, aha, aha,
Aha, aha, aha.
Well, I saw skies are red,
Well, I saw skies are red,
Well, I saw skies are red,
I was born and I was,
I was born and I was dead,
I was born and I was dead,
I was born and I was dead,
I was born and I was dead,
I was born and I was dead,
I was born and I was dead.
Well, I saw mushroom head,
Well, I saw mushroom head,
Well, I saw mushroom head,
Well, I saw mushroom head,
I was born and I was dead,
I was born and I was dead.
I';m gonna give my despair,
I';m gonna give my despair,
I';m gonna give my despair,
I';m gonna give my despair,
Well, I saw mushroom head,
Well, I saw mushroom head,
Well, I saw mushroom head,
I was born and I was dead,
I was born and I was dead,
I was born and I was dead,
Dead,
Dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead,
Dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead,
Dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead,
Dead, dead, dead, dead,
Dead, dead, dead, dead,
Dead, dead, dead, dead,
Dead, dead, dead, dead.
'm the man of a thousand faces
A little piece of me in every part I take
I hold the tape for a thousand races
A different point of view in every speech I make
Cut me a piece of my divided soul
Cry me a river, call it rock and roll
Give me an attitude and watch me make it lie
Pass me a microphone
I need to testify
Well I speak to machines with the voice of humanity
Speak to the wise with the voice of insanity
Speak to the present in the past and future tense
Speak to a slave with the voice of obedience
I'm the man of a thousand ages
You see my face in the stones of the Parthenon
You hear my song in the babble of Babylon
I'm the man of a thousand riches
Be my guest at the feast of Satyricon
You spend the money that my logo's printed on
Well I'll speak to machines with the voice of humanity
Speak to the wise with the voice of insanity
Speak to the present in the past and future tense
Speak to a slave with the voice of obedience
I stole a fire but it burned up much too soon
I took a leap and I landed on the moon
Look at my life and it looks like CNN
You see something once
You know it's gonna come around again
Well I'll speak to machines with the voice of humanity
Speak to the wise with the voice of insanity
Speak to a woman with the fatal charm of a snake
Forgive like a giver and account for all I take
Yes, I speak to machines with the voice of humanity
Speak to the wise with the voice of insanity
Speak like a leader with the voice of power and command
And when I talk to God I know he'll understand
Cause I'm the man of a thousand faces
Yes I'm the man of a thousand faces
I stole a fire but it burned up too much too soon
I took a leap and I landed on the moon
Voice of command
Voice of a snake
Voice of humanity
Voice of insanity
Voice of obedience
Thousand faces
Thousand races
Cry me a river
Steal a fire
Face in the stars
Stones in the Parthenon
Babble of Babylon
Landed on the moon
Even terug naar de Verrukkelijke 15 met dit bandje uit Broek op Langedijk
Hey now, little speedyhead,
The read on the speedmeter says
You have to go to task in the city
Where people drown and people serve.
Dont be shy. your just deserve
Is only just light years to go.
Me, my thoughts are flower strewn
Ocean storm, bayberry moon.
I have got to leave to find my way.
Watch the road and memorize
This life that pass before my eyes.
Nothing is going my way.
The ocean is the rivers goal,
A need to leave the water knows
Were closer now than light years to go.
I have got to find the river,
Bergamot and vetiver
Run through my head and fall away.
Leave the road and memorize
This life that pass before my eyes.
Nothing is going my way.
Theres no one left to take the lead,
But I tell you and you can see
Were closer now than light years to go.
Pick up here and chase the ride.
The river empties to the tide.
Fall into the ocean.
The river to the ocean goes,
A fortune for the undertow.
None of this is going my way.
There is nothing left to throw
Of ginger, lemon, indigo,
Coriander stem and rose of hay.
Strength and courage overrides
The privileged and weary eyes
Of river poet search naivete.
Pick up here and chase the ride.
The river empties to the tide.
All of this is coming your way
996 Bob Dylan - It's All Over Now Baby Blue
Nog maar één van de oude meester.
You must leave now, take what you need, you think will last.
But whatever you wish to keep, you better grab it fast.
Yonder stands your orphan with his gun,
Crying like a fire in the sun.
Look out the saints are comin' through
And it's all over now, Baby Blue.
The highway is for gamblers, better use your sense.
Take what you have gathered from coincidence.
The empty-handed painter from your streets
Is drawing crazy patterns on your sheets.
This sky, too, is folding under you
And it's all over now, Baby Blue.
All your seasick sailors, they are rowing home.
All your reindeer armies, are all going home.
The lover who just walked out your door
Has taken all his blankets from the floor.
The carpet, too, is moving under you
And it's all over now, Baby Blue.
Leave your stepping stones behind, something calls for you.
Forget the dead you've left, they will not follow you.
The vagabond who's rapping at your door
Is standing in the clothes that you once wore.
Strike another match, go start anew
And it's all over now, Baby Blue.
[ Bericht 84% gewijzigd door methodmich op 15-09-2009 17:39:38 ]
Met tot nu toe slechts één plaat bij de eerste 1000 matig vertegenwoordigd
She said I'll throw myself away
They're just photos after all
I can't make you hang around
I can't wash you off my skin
Outside the frame, is what we're leaving out
You won't remember anyway
I can go with the flow
Don't say it doesnt matter; (with the flow)
matter anymore
I can go with the flow
I can go; will you believe it in your head
It's so safe to play along
Little soldiers in a row
Falling in and outta love
Something sweet to throw away
I want something good to die for,
To make it beautiful to live
I want a new mistake; looses more than hesitate
You believe it in your head
I can go with the flow
Don't say It doesn't matter; with the flow
(matter anymore)
I can go with the flow
I can go; will you believe it in your head
You believe it in your head
[ Bericht 0% gewijzigd door #ANONIEM op 15-09-2009 18:33:07 ]
Het eerste nummer van de schreeuwkoningin in deze lijst. In 1973 brak ze doorm in dezelfde tijd als The Sweet, Mud, Slade en dergelijke. Suzi Quatro, de dame die bas speelt 'omdat je dat ze lekker voelt in je onderbuik'. En wordt door jaren 90 riot-grrls vaak gerefereerd naar Joan Jett, Joan zelf had Suzi als grote voorbeeld. Het was ook tijdens een Suzi Quato concert dat Joan in contact kwam met Kim Fowley en besloot the Runaways op te richten.
Darkness of the night has gone
A blackbird sings a song at dawn
Crystal drops of morning dew
are covering all the grass
The landscape wears its morningdress
The foliage of the wood shines bright
As green as emerald's light
Over the fields vibrating air
causes a faintly glance
Some cows are grazing near a fence
While lowering clouds accumalate
Midges dancing above the lake
The haymakers, they go away
hiding for a storm
A flash of lightening struck
Storm and thunder
Beat the nature
Down gushes the rain
and wind cracks the trees
You win the argument
At the end of every night
I never know the perfect time
To hit the bedside light
Then we lie awake
Watch headlights climb the blinds
I want you to know what's going on
In my mind
I thought I was immortal a little while ago
I thought that I was right but now I know
I'm wrong about everything
I think that I can sing
And when you hear the song, you'll wanna sing along
I'm wrong about everything
Think I know what's happening
I think you'll like our song, but I'm wrong
The colours fade to grey
And I'm left with black and white
Don't know why I try
To fight with what is right
The truth is on our lips
It looks like time to tell
But you know I could be wrong about that as well
I thought a happy ending was more or less assured
I thought a little warmth could win the war
I'm wrong about everything
I think that I can sing
And when you hear the song, you'll wanna sing along
I'm wrong about everything
Think I know what's happening
I think you'll like our song, but I'm wrong
I'll do the best I can
To be your lover man
I'll stand corrected
Just to be elected
I'll do what I can do
To get up close to you
Listen.... Sh......
I'm wrong about everything
I think that I can sing
And when you hear the song, you'll wanna sing along
I'm wrong about everything
Think I know what's happening
I think you'll like our song, but I'm wrong
"Let's go mental!"
Punk uit Hamburg.
Es ist ein hässlicher Tag ohne Sonnenschein
Man hört die Stiefel trampeln und die Horden schrein
In den Straßen ist Nebel und Tränengas
Es gibt immer für oder gegen was
Im Kopf ist nicht viel, in der Hand liegt der Stein
Und alle sind Stolz Deutsche zu sein
Im Kopf ist nicht viel, in der Hand liegt der Stein
Und alle sind Stolz Deutsche zu sein
Da kam aus dem Nichts eine Gestalt auf mich zu
Da kam aus dem Nichts eine Gestalt auf mich zu
Da kam aus dem Nichts eine Gestalt auf mich zu
Und sagt: Hallo, ich heiß Adolf und wer bist du
Hallo, ich heiß Adolf und wer bist du
Es ist ein hässlicher Tag ohne Sonnenschein
Man hört die Stiefel trampeln und die Horden schrein
Ich fühle mich schlecht und auch endlich allein
Da trifft mich am Kopf unvermittelt ein Stein
Ich kann noch verschwommen ein paar Gaffer sehen
Die mit Fäusten lächelnd vor der Kneipe stehen
Jetzt kommt dieser Typ der sich vor mich stellt
Und in seinen Händen ein Messer hält
Er zersticht meine Augen, es bleibt stecken im Bein
Endlich kann auch ich noch ein letztes mal schrein
Alle sind Stolz Deutsche zu sein
Alle sind Stolz Deutsche zu sein
Alle sind Stolz Deutsche zu sein
Alle sind Stolz Deutsche zu sein
(Solo)
Da kam aus dem Nichts eine Gestalt auf mich zu
Und sagt: Hallo, ich heiß Adolf und wer bist du
Da kam aus dem Nichts eine Gestalt auf mich zu
Und sagt: Hallo, ich heiß Adolf und wer bist du
Da kam aus dem Nichts eine Gestalt auf mich zu
Und sagt: Hallo, ich heiß Adolf und wer bist du
Und wer bist du
Alle sind Stolz Deutsche zu sein
Alle sind Stolz Deutsche zu sein
Alle sind Stolz Deutsche zu sein
Alle sind Stolz Deutsche zu sein
Alle sind Stolz Deutsche zu sein
Alle sind Stolz Deutsche zu sein
Alle sind Stolz Deutsche zu sein
Alle sind Stolz Deutsche zu sein
Amanda Palmer is erg goed, solo en met Dresden Dolls.
1, 2, 2
1, 2, 3, 4
You can tell
From the scars on my arms
And the stains on my skirt
And the dents in my car
And the veins about to burst
That I'm not the carefullest of girls
You can tell
From the glass on the floor
And the strings that're breaking
And I keep on breaking more
And it looks like I am shaking
But it's just the temperature
And then again
If it were any colder I could disengage
If I were any older I could act my age
But I don't think that you'd believe me
It's
Not
The
Way
I'm
Meant
To
Be
It's just the way the operation made me
And you can tell
From the state of my room
That they let me out too soon
And the pills that I ate
Came a couple years too late
And I've got some issues to work through
There I go again
Pretending to be you
Make-believing
That I have a soul beneath the surface
Trying to convince you
It was accidentally on purpose
I am not so serious
This passion is a plagiarism
I might join your century
But only on a rare occasion
I was taken out
Before the labor pains set in and now
Behold the world's worst accident
I am the girl anachronism
And you can tell
By the red in my eyes
And the bruises on my thighs
And the knots in my hair
And the bathtub full of flies
That I'm not right now at all
There I go again
Pretending that I'll fall
Don't call the doctors
Cause they've seen it all before
They'll say just
Let
Her
Crash
And
Burn
She'll learn
The attention just encourages her
And you can tell
From the full-body cast
That you're sorry that you asked
Though you did everything you could
(like any decent person would)
But I might be catching so don't touch
You'll start believing you're immune to gravity and stuff
Don't get me wet
Because the bandages will all come off
And you can tell
From the smoke at the stake
That the current state is critical
Well it is the little things, for instance...
In the time it takes to break it she can make up ten excuses...
Please excuse her for the day, its just the way the medication makes her...
I don't necessarily believe there is a cure for this
So I might join your century but only as a doubtful guest
I was too precarious removed as a caesarian
Behold the worlds worst accident
I AM THE GIRL ANACHRONISM [x5]
I'm the girl... [x3]
I AM THE GIRL ANACHRONISM
We must play our lives like soldiers in the field
But life is short i'm running faster all the time
Strength and beauty destined to decay
So cut the rose in full bloom
'til the fearless come and the act is done
A love like blood, a love like blood
Everyday through all frustration and despair
Love and hate fight with burning hearts
'til legends live and man is god again
(and self-preservation rules the day no more)
We must dream of promised lands and fields
That never fade in season
As we move towards no end we learn to die
Red tears are shed on grey
Geniale track, die iets te vaak ontbreekt (vergeten?) in lijstjes
Once divided...nothing left to subtract...
Some word’s when spoken...
Can’t be taken back...
Walk’s on his own...
with thoughts he can’t help thinking...
Futures above...
but in the past he’s slow and sinking...
Caught a bolt a lightning...
cursed the day he let it go...
Nothingman... (2x)
Isn’t it something?
Nothingman...
She once believed...
in every story he had to tell...
One day she stiffened...
took the other side...
Empty stares...
from each corner of a shared prison cell...
One just escapes...ones left inside the well...
And he who forgets...
will be destined to remember...oh...oh...oh...
Nothingman... (2x)
Isn’t it something?
Nothingman...
Oh, she don’t want him...
Oh, she won’t feed him...
after he’s flown away...
Oh, into the sun...ah, into the sun...
Burn...burn...
Nothingman... (2x)
Isn’t it something?
Nothingman...
Nothingman... (2x)
Could a been something...
Nothingman...
Oh...ohh...ohh...
Speciaal voor Wilders. Tijd voor de dwangbuis. En net als je denkt dat het niet gekker kan overtreft hij zichzelf. En dus de b-kant van deze single die waarschijnlijk de gekste top 40 hit ooit was. De b-kant is nog net iets gekker.
De beste drummer van de beste band ooit nam ten tijde van die band ook een solo album en een aantal singles op. Nooit erg bekend geworden, maar toch erg leuk.
I didn't drink and I never danced
I couldn't take no club romance
But this floozy had no shame
Libedo torpedo
I was -
too cool to calypso
too tough to tango
too wierd to watusi
too tough to tango
too cool to calypso
too tough to tango
too cool to calypso
too tough to tango
What she did was hard to believe
Libedo torpedo
But by morning I couldn't leave
Libedo torpedo
Picking her up was like falling down the stairs
With her on top of me I couldn't put on any airs
I was -
too cool to calypso
too tough to tango
too wierd to watusi
too tough to tango
too cool to calypso
too tough to tango
too cool to calypso
too tough to tango
At my heart she took careful aim
Libedo torpedo
And you know,that floozy had no shame
Libedo torpedo
I was -
too cool to calypso
too tough to tango
too wierd to watusi
too tough to tango
too cool to calypso
too tough to tango
too wierd to watusi
too tough to tango
too cool to calypso
too tough to tango
too wierd to watusi
too tough to tango
too cool to calypso
too tough to tango
too cool to calypso
too tough to tango
High vibration go on
To the sun, oh let my heart dreaming
Past a mortal as me
Where can I be
Wish the sun to stand still
Reaching out to touch our all being
Past all mortal as we
Here we can be
(He can be here)
(Be here now)
Here we can be
Suns | High | Streams | Through
Awaken gentle mass touch
(Gentle mass touch)
Awaken gentle mass touch
(Gentle mass touch)
Strong | Dreams | Reign | Here
Awaken gentle mass touch
(Gentle mass touch)
Awaken gentle mass touch
(Gentle mass touch)
Awaken gentle mass touch
(Star | Song)
Star | Song | Age | Less
Awaken gentle mass touching
(Gentle mass touch)
Awaken gentle mass touching
(Gentle mass touch)
Awaken gentle mass touching
Touching...
Touching...
Touching...
Workings of man
Set to ply out historical life
Reregaining the flower of the fruit of his tree
All awakening
All restoring you
Workings of man
Crying out from the fire set aflame
By his blindness to see that the warmth of his being
Is promised for his seeing his reaching so clearly
Workings of man
Driven far from the path
Rereleased in inhibitions
So that all is left for you
All is left for you
All is left for you
All is left for you NOW...
Master of images
Songs cast a light on you
Hark thru dark ties
That tunnel us out of sane existence
In challenge as direct
As eyes see young stars assemble
Master of light
All pure chance
As exists cross divided
In all encircling mode
Oh closely guided plan
Awaken in our heart
Master of soul
Set to touch
All impenetrable youth
Ask away
That thought be contact
With all that's clear
Be honest with yourself
There's no doubt no doubt
Master of time
Setting sail
Over all our lands
And as we look
Forever closer
Shall we now bid
Farewell farewell...
High vibration go on
To the sun, oh let my heart dreaming
Past a mortal as me
Where can I be
Wish the sun to stand still
Reaching out to touch our own being
Past all mortal as we
Here we can be
Like the time I ran away
Turned around and you were standing close to me
Like the time I ran away
Turned around and you were standing close to me
En die eerder genoemde beste band stond er ook nog niet vaak genoeg in, dus:
Young teacher, the subject
Of schoolgirl fantasy
She wants him so badly
Knows what she wants to be
Inside her theres longing
This girls an open page
Book marking - shes so close now
This girl is half his age
Dont stand, dont stand so
Dont stand so close to me
Her friends are so jealous
You know how bad girls get
Sometimes its not so easy
To be the teachers pet
Temptation, frustration
So bad it makes him cry
Wet bus stop, shes waiting
His car is warm and dry
Dont stand, dont stand so
Dont stand so close to me
Loose talk in the classroom
To hurt they try and try
Strong words in the staffroom
The accusations fly
Its no use, he sees her
He starts to shake and cough
Just like the old man in
That book by nabakov
Dont stand, dont stand so
Dont stand so close to me
Dont stand, dont stand so
Dont stand so close to me
Culthit, mag niet ontbreken natuurlijk.
I never thought youd be a junkie
Because heroin is so passe.
But today,
If you think that I dont know
About depression and
Emotional pain,
Youre insane, or your
A fool who hasnt paid attention
To a word that I say.
In a way, I cant
Help but feel responsible.
I always knew that you were insane
With your pain.
But I never thought youd be a junkie
Because heroin is so passe
Now a-day.
You never thought youd get addicted,
Just be cooler in an obvious way.
I could say, shouldnt you have got
A couple peircings and decided
May-be that you were gay.
In a way
I cant help but feel responsible,
I always knew that you were insane
With you pain
But I never thought youd be a junkie
Because heroin is so passe hey.
(repeat)
Ode aan de one day fly
Go!
So 1, 2, 3, take my hand and come with me
Because you look so fine
And I really wanna make you mine.
I say you look so fine
That I really wanna make you mine.
Oh, 4, 5, 6 c’mon and get your kicks
Now you don’t need that money
When you look like that, do ya honey.
Big black boots,
Long brown hair,
She’s so sweet
With her get back stare.
Well I could see,
You home with me,
But you were with another man, yeah!
I know we,
Ain’t got much to say,
Before I let you get away, yeah!
I said, are you gonna be my girl?
Well, so 1, 2, 3, take my hand and come with me
Because you look so fine
And I really wanna make you mine.
I say you look so fine
That I really wanna make you mine.
Oh, 4, 5, 6, c’mon and get your kicks
Now you don’t need that money
With a face like that, do ya
Big black boots,
Long brown hair,
She’s so sweet
With her get back stare.
Well I could see,
You home with me,
But you were with another man, yeah!
I know we,
Ain’t got much to say,
Before I let you get away, yeah!
I said, are you gonna be my girl?
Oh yeah. Oh yeah. C’mon!
I could see,
You home with me,
But you were with another man, yeah!
I know we,
Ain’t got much to say,
Before I let you get away, yeah!
Uh, be my girl.
Be my girl.
Are you gonna be my girl?! Yeah.
Oh great intentions
I've got the best of interventions
But when the ads come
I think about it now
In my infliction
Entrepreneurial conditions
Take us to glory
I think about it now
Cannot conversations cull united nations?
If you got the patience, celebrate the ancients
Cannot all creation call it celebration?
Or united nation. Put it to your head.
Oh great white city
I've got the adequate committee
Where have your walls gone?
I think about it now
Chicago, in fashion, the soft drinks, expansion
Oh Columbia!
From Paris, incentive, like Cream of Wheat invented,
The Ferris Wheel!
Oh great intentions
Covenant with the imitation
Have you no conscience?
I think about it now
Oh God of Progress
Have you degraded or forgot us?
Where have your laws gone?
I think about it now
Ancient hieroglyphic or the South Pacific
Typically terrific, busy and prolific
Classical devotion, architect promotion
Lacking in emotion. Think about it now.
Chicago, the New Age, but what would Frank Lloyd Wright say?
Oh Columbia!
Amusement or treasure, these optimistic pleasures
Like the Ferris Wheel!
Cannot conversations cull united nations?
If you got the patience, celebrate the ancients
Columbia!
I cried myself to sleep last night
And the ghost of Carl, he approached my window
I was hypnotized, I was asked
To improvise
On the attitude, the regret
Of a thousand centuries of death
Even with the heart of terror and the superstitious wearer
I am riding all alone
I am writing all alone
Even in my best condition, counting all the superstition
I am riding all alone
I am running all alone
And we laughed at the beatitudes of a thousand lines
We were asked at the attitudes
They reminded us of death
Even with the rest belated, everything is antiquated
Are you writing from the heart?
Are you writing from the heart?
Even in his heart the Devil has to know the water level
Are you writing from the heart?
Are you writing from the heart?
And I cried myself to sleep last night
For the Earth, and materials, they may sound just right to me
Even with the rest belated, everything is antiquated
Are you writing from the heart?
Are you writing from the heart?
Even in his heart the Devil has to know the water level
Are you writing from the heart?
Are you writing from the heart?
Too many teardrops for one heart to be cryin'
Too many teardrops for one heart to carry on
You're way on top now
Since you left me
You're always laughin'
Way down at me
But watch out now
I'm gonna get there
We'll be together
For just a little while
And then I'm gonna put you
Way down here
And you'll start cryin'
Ninety-six tears
Cry
Cry
And when the sun comes up
I'll be on top
You'll be way down there
Lookin' up
And I might wave
Come up here
But I don't see you
Wavin' now
I'm way down here
Wonderin' how
I'm gonna get you
But I know now
I'll just cry, cry, I'll just cry
Too many teardrops for one heart to be cryin'
Too many teardrops for one heart
To carry on
You're gonna cry ninety-six tears
You're gonna cry ninety-six tears
You're gonna cry cry, cry, cry, now
You're gonna cry cry, cry, cry
Ninety-six tears c'mon and lemme hear you cry, now
Ninety-six tears (whoo!) I wanna hear you cry
Night and day, yeah, all night long
Uh-ninety-six tears cry cry cry
C'mon baby, let me hear you cry now, all night long
Uh-ninety-six tears! Yeah! C'mon now
Uh-ninety-six tears!
Dark clouds before our eyes
Can't face the morning skies
Day comes a day too soon
I'm waiting for that silver moon
Maybe I'm wrong
But I'm feeling like another night
Would make it alright
Twilight is fading through
Seems like I'm fading too
How can I believe it's real
When nothing starts to stop this wheel?
Deze geniale band rond Stef Kamil Carlens verdient vanaf deze helft een hoop noteringen!
Rumours say I can't get high without you
And here's the sun reflecting on you skin
And though my friends advice
not to choose her
I chose her
My heart belongs to someone else
I wish it was mine
My heart belongs to someone else
I wish it was mine
Oh oh now I can get this change
I'll take it in time
Oh oh now I can get this change
I'll take it in time
Oh time
The bigger the task
The louder the crack
The deeper the black
With a heart attack
What I say?
This girl's been slamming like a hammer man
She's got the best of me
I do the best I can
But I will never be fine
Yes I will always be late
I keep on working 'till
I work myself in hesitation
But I believe in angels
And an angel came down in a summer storm
Like it was ment to be since the day I was born
My heart belongs to someone else
I wish it was mine
This girl's been hissing like a rattlesnake
She's got the best of me
But now I need a break
Oh oh when I will get this change
I'll take it with time
Black clouds came over and the lightning stroke
The opposition in the weather
Was a bitter joke
Oh oh when I will get this change
I'll take it with time
The bigger the task
The louder the crack
The deeper the black
With a heart-attack
It's ok
I don't know where I'm at
Anyway
The Gits is een band die begin jaren 90 een aantal albums uitbracht, tot zangeres Mia Zapata in 1993 werd verkracht en vermoord. 10 jaar later was het forensisch onderzoek zover verbeterd dat met behulp van dna eindelijk een dader kon worden aangewezen, die tot 36 jaar cel werd veroordeeld.
In de meest oorspronkelijke versie.
974 Elliott Smith - Good To Go
Een mooi nummer van het onderschatte self titled album van de betreurde singer / songwriter. Een desolate junkieplaat vol pijn, maar ook vol onderhuidse schoonheid.
A low riding junkie girl
Rode down south to yr little world like a dream
You can do it if you want to
You can do it if you want to
You can do it if you want to be like me
I wouldnt need a hero if I wasnt such a zero
If I wasnt such a zero
Good to go
All I ever see around here is things of hers that you left lying around
Its all I ever see around here
She kicked new york like a curse
And you traced her footsteps in reverse up to queens
You can do it if you want to
You can do it if you want to
You can do it if you want to be like me
I wouldnt need a hero if I wasnt such a zero
If I wasnt such a zero
Good to go
All I ever see around here is things of hers that you left lying around
Its all I ever see around here
Some empty envelopes from some other town
Its all I ever see around here
Im waiting for something thats not coming
Una ha hay la
Tymura lu ra
Shana tu hay ah
Lay mai
Una ha hay la
Tymura lu ra
Shana tu hay ah
Lay mai
Coming through vision
Coming through wisdom
Coming together, this love
Giving me day time, given this night time
Bringing within me, this love
Una ha hay la
Tymura lu ra
Shana tu hay ah
Lay mai
Coming through wisdom
Coming through freedom
Coming together, this love
Giving me day time, given this night time
Bringing within me, this love
Giving me day time, given this night time
Bringing within me, this love
Una ha hay la
Tymura lu ra
Shana tu hay ah
Lay mai
Coming to the earth, singing to the stars
Change we must, to live again
Coming to the earth, to the moon
Coming to the sky, to the earth
Change we must, to live again
We will witness the sun, we will sing
We belong to the world
Our mother so devine, we live again
This is here, this is now, this is love
This is love that surrounds
Change we must change we must, to live again
Una ha hay la
Tymura lu ra
Shana tu hay ah
Lay mai
my skin is
white as parchment
drier than a downtown office building
where the air is tight
there's time spent
resting on her bones
waiting for the telephone to ring
ba-ring ba-ring ba-ring . . .
bo-ring bo-ring bo-ring . . .
my skin is
cold as her toes on the bathroom floor
run back to bed and slam the door
oh what a lovely sound
oh how it shakes the ground
oh what a lovely sound
oh what a lovely sound
oh what a lovely...
skin is my
it's the only thing
that doesn't really fly in my land
and love, oh love
is my love is
it's the only thing that
butterfly in Thailand
let it be printed on every t-shirt in this land
on the finest of cottons and the hippest of brands
in bolder letters than the capital I
it's the only thing, it's the only thing
it's the only lonely, whoa
my skin is
white as parchment
drier than a downtown office building
where the air is tight
there's time spent
waiting for that
macrame bird of prey
to come down and sing
la-ling la-ling la-ling...
oh what a lovely sound
oh how it shakes the ground
oh what a lovely sound
oh how it shakes the ground
oh what a lovely sound
oh what a lovely sound
oh how it shakes the ground
oh what a lovely sound
oh how it shakes the ground
oh what a lovely sound
oh, oh what a lovely sound
Yesterday found him today
Caught him at his last breath
These walls built to stand come-what-may
Lie shattered in the ashes
His skin against this dirty floor
Eyes fixed on the ceiling
He has stretched those chains of sin
Far beyond all feelings
Still, so still...
In his head a thunderous
Cry of desperation
Tearing voices from his past
Scream for his attention
Behind those eyes a world explodes
No one there to save him
All pain that he's been passing on
Answers to his craving
Once more
I will never leave this shame...
Falling far beyond the point of no return
Nothing to become and nothing left to burn
Stealing meaning from this child
We took away his reason
His soul put under lock and key
His heart blackened from treason
But if you take from those you fear
Everything they value
You have bred the perfect beast
Drained enough to kill you
Falling far beyond the point of no return
Nothing to become and nothing left to burn
Watching unseen untouched bleeding
Empty exposed dying eyes closed
Once he had forests and mountains
That were only his - listening to him
Once he would run through the summer days
Catching memories for ages to come
Now he is dressing this naked floor
With his flesh and blood, and times passes by
His trade of pain might just have lead him
To deal with consequence
For some change as time passes by
I am the waking child
(Lingering, climbing, clinging, clutching
Craving, clawing, hurting, falling down)
I, the wayward son of a mountain lake
(Of icy liquor tears, of a silent Earth)
(Of a rusty lid, of a wingless wind)
(Of an eyeless storm, of fallen gods,
who lost their way)
I set myself on fire
To breed the Perfect Element
Will I ever walk again?
Falling far beyond the point of no return
Nothing to become and nothing left to burn
(This is the end)
Nothing left to say,
The pain will go away
Now you must surely see,
That you are killing me
You are killing me
Now you are killing me
(You must never leave this shame!)
Now you are killing me
(You must never leave this shame!)
Now you are killing me
(You must never leave this shame!)
Is this more than you want?
Juweeltje uit de beginperiode van deze toch wel geweldige band.
I saw her talking, now
My ears were burning
Her feet started walking, now
They started turning
My eyes were half open
But she didn't see me there
We ran along walking 'cross the rooftops In my chair
Had a car in my pocket
And we started moving
A man in a helmet
Said, what's that you're using
My eyes were half open
But we didn't see him there
Put the car back in my pocket
And I'm still here in my chair
My teeth were laughing, now
We couldn't stop smiling
We danced to the Mystery Band
Without even trying
My eyes were half open
But we didn't see them there
We ran along walking 'cross the rooftops In my chair
Gimme Fuel,
Gimme Fire,
Gimme that which I desire,
Ooh!
Turn on...I see red
Adrenaline crash & crash my head
Nitro Junkie, Paint me dead
And I see red
One hundred plus through Black and White
War Horse, Warhead
Fuck 'Em Man, white knuckles tight
Through Black & White
Ohhh, On I Burn,
Fuel is pumping engines,
Burning hard, loose & clean
And I burn,
Churning my direction,
Quench my thirst with Gasoline
So Gimme Fuel,
Gimme Fire,
Gimme that which I desire,
Hey
Turn on beyond the bone
Swallow future, spit out home
Burn your face upon the crome
Yeah!
Take the corner, join the crash,
Headlights, Headlines
Another Junkie lives too fast
Yeah lives way too fast, fast, fast, oohh-aye
Ohhh, On I Burn
Fuel is pumping engines
Burning hard, loose & clean
And On I burn
Churning my direction,
Quench my thirst with Gasoline
So Gimme Fuel
Gimme Fire
Gimme that which I desire
Yeah-Heah
White Knuckle Tight!
[solo]
Gimme Fuel.... On I burn, on and on
Gimme Fire.... On I burn, on and on
My Desire....
Ohhh, On I Burn
Fuel is pumping engines
Burning hard, loose & clean
And I burn
Churning my direction
Quench my thirst with Gasoline
Gimme Fuel
Gimme Fire
Gimme that which I desire
Ooh
On I Burn!
966 The Crazy World of Arthur Brown - Fire
I am the god of hell f ire and I bring you:
Fire, I'll take you to burn.
Fire, I'll take you to learn.
I'll see you burn!
You fought hard and you saved and learned,
but all of it's going to burn.
And your mind, your tiny mind,
you know you've really been so blind.
Now 's your time burn your mind.
You're falling far too far behind.
Oh no, oh no, oh no, you gonna burn!
Fire, to destroy all you've done.
Fire, to end all you've become.
I'll feel you burn!
You've been living like a little girl,
in the middle of your little world.
And your mind, your tiny mind,
you know you've really been so blind.
Now 's your time burn your mind,
you're falling far too far behind
http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&videoid=23435366
17 minuten lang
A good impression of myself
Not much to conceal
I'm saying nothing
But I'm saying nothing with feel
I simply am not here
No way I shouldn't be happy
Stop whining please
Because of who we are
We react in mock surprise
The curse off, there must be more
So don't breathe here
Don't leave your bags
I simply am not here
No way I... Shut up be happy
Stop whining please
The dust in my soul
Makes me feel the weight in my legs
My head in the clouds
And I'm zoning out
I'm watching TV
But I find it hard to stay conscious
I'm totally bored
But I can't switch off
Only apathy from the pills in me
Its all in me, all in you
Electricity from the pills in me
Its all in me, all in you
Only MTV, cod philosophy
We're lost in the mall
Shuffling through the stores like zombies
What is the point
What can money buy
My hand's on a gun
And I find the range, God, tempt me
What did you say
Think I'm passing out
Only apathy from the pills in me
Its all in me, all in you
Electricity from the pills in me
Its all in me, all in you
Only MTV, cod philosophy
All the apathy from the pills in me
Its all in me, all in you
Electricity from the pills in me
Its all in me, all in you
Water so warm that day (water so warm that day)
I counted out the waves (I counted out the waves)
As they broke into surf
I smiled into the sun
The water so warm that day
I was counting out the waves
And I followed their short life
As they broke on the shoreline
I could see you
But I couldn't hear you
You were holding your hat in the breeze
Turning away from me in this moment
You were stolen as black across the sun
Water so warm that day (water so warm that day)
I counted out the waves (I counted out the waves)
As they broke into sun (as they broke into sun)
I smiled into the sun
[ Bericht 2% gewijzigd door #ANONIEM op 18-09-2009 20:57:17 ]
quote:Ik ken langere nummers, maar die ga ik nu (nog) niet plaatsen...
964: Genesis - Fading lights
Another time it might have been so different
Oh if only we could do it all again
But now its just another fading memory
Out of focus, though the outline still remains
Far away, away, fading distant lights
Leaving us all behind, lost in a changing world
And you know that these are the days of our lives
Remember
Like the story that we wish was never ending
We know sometime we must reach the final page
Still we carry on just pretending
That therell always be one more day to go
Far away, away, fading distant lights
Leaving us all behind, lost in a changing world
And you know that these are the days of our lives
So remember...
Another chance hello, another goodbye
And so many things well never see again
Days of life that seemed so unimportant
They seem to matter but to count much later on
Far away, away, fading distant lights
Leaving us all behind, lost in a changing world
And you know that these are the days of our lives
Remember
[ Bericht 9% gewijzigd door Mostlyanthony op 18-09-2009 21:36:52 ]
Een ronduit geweldige plaat.
Take me for drive to the coastline
Pull me to the depths of the sea
Leave me in the middle of the ocean
I can walk the rest of the way
And I promise not to cry anymore
All the reasons beat the crap out of me
Everyday when I wake up they are waiting
But I promised not to cry anymore
'cause it's the same old plot these days
oh it's the same old plot these days
oh it's the same old plot these days
oh it's the same old plot
Our love, don't mess with our love
Our love is so much stronger
Our love, don't mess with our love
Our love is so much stronger
oh it's the same old plot these days
oh it's the same old plot these days
oh it's the same old plot
same old plot
same old plot these days
Oh I promise not to cry
Oh I promise not to cry
Oh I promise not to cry anymore
We zitten in de top 1000, daar horen zij vaak bij te staan!
Everybodys a dreamer and everybodys a star,
And everybodys in movies, it doesnt matter who you are.
There are stars in every city,
In every house and on every street,
And if you walk down hollywood boulevard
Their names are written in concrete!
Dont step on greta garbo as you walk down the boulevard,
She looks so weak and fragile thats why she tried to be so hard
But they turned her into a princess
And they sat her on a throne,
But she turned her back on stardom,
Because she wanted to be alone.
You can see all the stars as you walk down hollywood boulevard,
Some that you recognise, some that youve hardly even heard of,
People who worked and suffered and struggled for fame,
Some who succeeded and some who suffered in vain.
Rudolph valentino, looks very much alive,
And he looks up ladies dresses as they sadly pass him by.
Avoid stepping on bela lugosi
cos hes liable to turn and bite,
But stand close by bette davis
Because hers was such a lonely life.
If you covered him with garbage,
George sanders would still have style,
And if you stamped on mickey rooney
He would still turn round and smile,
But please dont tread on dearest marilyn
cos shes not very tough,
She should have been made of iron or steel,
But she was only made of flesh and blood.
You can see all the stars as you walk down hollywood boulevard,
Some that you recognise, some that youve hardly even heard of.
People who worked and suffered and struggled for fame,
Some who succeeded and some who suffered in vain.
Everybodys a dreamer and everybodys a star
And everybodys in show biz, it doesnt matter who you are.
And those who are successful,
Be always on your guard,
Success walks hand in hand with failure
Along hollywood boulevard.
I wish my life was a non-stop hollywood movie show,
A fantasy world of celluloid villains and heroes,
Because celluloid heroes never feel any pain
And celluloid heroes never really die.
You can see all the stars as you walk along hollywood boulevard,
Some that you recognise, some that youve hardly even heard of,
People who worked and suffered and struggled for fame,
Some who succeeded and some who suffered in vain.
Oh celluloid heroes never feel any pain
Oh celluloid heroes never really die.
I wish my life was a non-stop hollywood movie show,
A fantasy world of celluloid villains and heroes,
Because celluloid heroes never feel any pain
And celluloid heroes never really die.
When I get to the bottom I go back to the top of the slide
Where I stop and I turn and I go for a ride
Till I get to the bottom and I see you again.
Do you, don't you want me to love you.
I'm coming down fast but I'm miles above you.
Tell me tell me tell me come on tell me the answer.
You may be a lover but you ain't no dancer.
Helter skelter helter skelter
Helter skelter.
Will you, won't you want me to make you.
I'm coming down fast but don't let me break you.
Tell me tell me tell me the answer.
You may be a lover but you ain't no dancer.
Look out helter skelter helter skelter
Helter skelter
Look out, cause here she comes.
When I get to the bottom I go back to the top of the slide
Where I stop and I turn and I go for a ride
And I get to the bottom and I see you again.
Well do you, don't you want me to love you.
I'm coming down fast but don't let me break you.
Tell me tell me tell me the answer.
You may be a lover but you ain't no dancer.
Look out helter skelter helter skelter
Helter skelter
Look out helter skelter
She's coming down fast
Yes she is yes she is.
quote:je vergeet "I've Got Blisters on My Fingers"Op zaterdag 19 september 2009 10:49 schreef Mostlyanthony het volgende:
961: The Beatles - Helter Skelter
She's coming down fast
Yes she is yes she is.
quote:Dus the site "Beatles Lyrics Archive" stelt ook niks voor...Op zaterdag 19 september 2009 10:53 schreef ranja het volgende:
[..]
je vergeet "I've Got Blisters on My Fingers"
Yeah!, come on, come on, come on, come on
Now touch me, baby
Can't you see that I am not afraid?
What was that promise that you made?
Why won't you tell me what she said?
What was that promise that you made?
Now, I'm gonna love you, till the heavens stop the rain
I'm gonna love you
Till the stars fall from the sky for you and I
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Now touch me, baby
Can't you see that I am not afraid?
What was that promise that you made?
Why won't you tell me what she said?
What was that promise that you made?
I'm gonna love you, till the heavens stop the rain
I'm gonna love you
Till the stars fall from the sky for you and I
I'm gonna love you, till the heavens stop the rain
I'm gonna love you
Till the stars fall from the sky for you and I
quote:Hé die heb ik laatst ook al gepost .Op zaterdag 19 september 2009 12:09 schreef TUFKAL het volgende:
960 The Doors - Touch me
Yeah!, come on, come on, come on, come on
Now touch me, baby
Can't you see that I am not afraid?
What was that promise that you made?
Why won't you tell me what she said?
What was that promise that you made?
Now, I'm gonna love you, till the heavens stop the rain
I'm gonna love you
Till the stars fall from the sky for you and I
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Now touch me, baby
Can't you see that I am not afraid?
What was that promise that you made?
Why won't you tell me what she said?
What was that promise that you made?
I'm gonna love you, till the heavens stop the rain
I'm gonna love you
Till the stars fall from the sky for you and I
I'm gonna love you, till the heavens stop the rain
I'm gonna love you
Till the stars fall from the sky for you and I
....Maar niet hier blijkbaar
quote:Zo vroeg alOp zaterdag 19 september 2009 10:42 schreef methodmich het volgende:
962 Kinks - Celluloid Heroes
We zitten in de top 1000, daar horen zij vaak bij te staan!
? Dat vind ik éen van hun bestequote:Nee staat niet in de wikiOp zaterdag 19 september 2009 12:22 schreef wallofdolls het volgende:
[..]
Hé die heb ik laatst ook al gepost .
....Maar niet hier blijkbaar
The Wishing Tree is een hobby-project van Marillion-gitarist Steve Rothery, in samenwerking met zangeres Hannah Stobart. Dit is de openingstrack van hun eerste CD "Carnival of Souls"
The fields were white
With the wings of gulls
This time last September
When evening came
In the afternoon
Too gently to remember
(Chorus:)
Spruce and laurel, pine and yew
Needle, come and splinter
Will love stay green
As the years grow few
And srping turns into winter
A face as pale as a daylight moon
Embers in the ashes
Evening lights in the afternoon
A fire behind your lashes
(Chorus)
Breathe on an ember
Time in time our love
We'll lovingly remember
May to December
Limb by limb our love
We'll lovingly dismember
Leaves that curl at the touch of frost
Fall apart in your fingers
But evergreen is the love we have
While the memory lingers
(Chorus)
Boutband, maar wel een heel goed nummer, die meer is dan een meezinger
Let it never be said that romance is dead
cos' there’s so little else occupying my head
There is nothing I need, cept the function to breathe
But I’m not really fussed doesn’t matter to me
Ruby Ruby Ruby Ruby
Do ya do ya do ya do ya
Know what your doing, doing to me
Ruby Ruby Ruby Ruby
Due to lack of interest
tomorrow is cancelled
let the clocks be reset and the pendulums held
cos’ theres nothing at all cept' the space in between
Finding out what you’re called and repeating your name
Ruby Ruby Ruby Ruby
Do ya do ya do ya do ya
Know what your doing, doing to me
Ruby Ruby Ruby Ruby
Could it be could it be that you’re joking with me
And you don’t really see you with me
Could it be could it be that you’re joking with me
And you don’t really see you with me
Ruby Ruby Ruby Ruby
Do ya do ya do ya do ya
Know what your doing, doing to me
Ruby Ruby Ruby Ruby
Do ya do ya do ya do ya
what your doing, doing to me
955: Klein Orkest - Koos Werkeloos
Mijn naam is Koos en ik ben werkeloos
De mensen zeggen: "Ga toch werken, Koos"
Nou, 'k wil er best wel tegenaan, maar dan wel een leuke baan
Want anders hoeft het niet van Koos
Laat Koos maar vissen aan de waterkant
Mij niet gezien achter de lopende band
En Koos gaat ook geen vakken vullen
Zeker om de zak te vullen van de fabrikant
(Werkeloos) Laat mij voorlopig lekker (werkeloos)
Al dat gezeur van ga toch (werken Koos)
Koos werkeloos
(Werkeloos) Laat mij voorlopig lekker (werkeloos)
Al dat gezeur van ga toch (werken Koos)
Koos werkeloos
Mijn zwager Jan die spreekt er schande van
Die zegt van: "Koos gebruik je handen man"
Maar hij werkt met zijn ellebogen
Heeft zijn schapen op het droge, nou verbrand maar, Jan
Die politieke Haagse mafia
Die blijft maar korten op de minima
Nou laat ze zelf maar betalen, want bij Koos valt niets te halen
Sorry dat ik besta
(Werkeloos) Laat mij voorlopig lekker (werkeloos)
Al dat gezeur van ga toch (werken Koos)
Koos werkeloos, jawel
(Werkeloos) Laat mij voorlopig lekker (werkeloos)
Al dat gezeur van ga toch (werken Koos)
Koos werkeloos
Kijk he, je hoort vaak zeggen waar moet dat heen
Straks doen computers al het werk alleen
Maar mensen het gaat toch prima zo
Gratis vrije tijd cadeau en dat is voor Koos geen probleem
(Werkeloos) Laat mij voorlopig lekker (werkeloos)
Al dat gezeur van ga toch (werken Koos)
Koos werkeloos
(Werkeloos) Laat mij voorlopig lekker (werkeloos)
Al dat gezeur van ga toch (werken Koos)
Koos werkeloos
[ Bericht 0% gewijzigd door #ANONIEM op 19-09-2009 18:53:08 ]
Lekker lang en vol aparte wendingen.
Pontoon put-put with the tape on 10
Dixie cup pink wine in the Labor Day sunshine.
Im sliding the sunfish up through the wakes
Coming up too quick, making mistakes.
Quiet climb the chrome ladder in the front
While theyre all yawning, under the awning.
Astro turf green hot to the touch;
Sneak open the cooler, theyve got too much.
--Past Taipei, through the Taiwan straits
We sailed on in, me and my mates.
It was my first time running my own ship
But my buddies didnt care they didnt give me no lip,
So many times weve been side by side:
But I never carried a load with so much pride.
You see Im from Grand Rapids and up my way
We grow the best blueberries in the U.S. of A.
And when we pull into old H.K.
The little marketsll have something special next day.
--At dawn I had a scotch and made them switch off the porn
cause theres nothing thats dirty about the ocean in the morn.
The radar said nothing and nothing crossed my mind
When they came starboard side up from behind.
--Down below deck sip the south island sec
think when last put in port, I was sorting the sort:
and then a girl caught my eye as she was waving goodbye.
Tell me my dear, I said warm and sincere, who do you know on the ship
And then she curled up her lip:
I dont know no one there yet but just wait see what you get.
--Pop the top and drink your drop well never go home.
Curse and cry and why oh why well never go home.
Well never go home.
The radar said nothingand nothing crossed my mind
When they came starboard side up from behind.
I never saw them coming even though it was light;
They beat two of my men simply out of spite.
And then they came back to the helm, kicked me over and said
Do what we say or well kill you and your men.
I looked back at those pirates with their beady little eyes;
I gathered my courage and I could see their surprise
When I said Go ahead you could cut my throat
But you aint never getting the cargo of my blueberry boat.
--Its sad and its cold at the bottom of the sea
but at least I got my blueberries with me.
We know of an ancient radiation
That haunts dismembered constellations,
A faintly glimmering radio station.
While frank sinatra sings stormy weather,
The flies and spiders get along together,
Cobwebs fall on an old skipping record.
Beyond the suns that guard this roof,
Beyond your flowers of flaming truths,
Beyond your latest ad campaigns,
An old man sits collecting stamps
In a room all filled with chinese lamps.
He saves what others throw away.
He says that hell be rich some day.
We know of an ancient radiation
That haunts dismembered constellations,
A faintly glimmering radio station.
We know of an ancient radiation
That haunts dismembered constellations,
A faintly glimmering radio station.
While frank sinatra sings stormy weather,
The flies and spiders get along together,
Cobwebs fall on an old skipping record.
Jeugdsentiment. Goeie pop van nederlandse bodem. hoort niet hoger te staan dan Celluloid heroes, maar ja.
Ik weet niet wat het is met de stad Boston maar er komt zoveel goede muziek vandaan... neem nou ook Stephanie Jacobson. Ze bracht in 2003 een ep uit, waarop dit nummer, die alleen via cdbaby te krijgen was. Daarna kwam er in 2006 nog een ep die niet eens op cd geperst werd maar alleen als downloads te krijgen was. Maar ze is zo goed! Ik wil meer! Geen video beschikbaar, wel een stream.
http://virb.com/stephaniejacobson/audio/186005
Gewoon maar doorknallen dan!
Now that you found yourself losing your mind
Are you here again?
Finding that what you once thought was real
Is gone, and changing?
Now that you made yourself love me
Do you think I can change it in a day?
How can I place you above me?
Am I lying to you when I say
That I believe in you
I believe in you.
Coming to you at night I see my questions
I feel my doubts
Wishing that maybe in a year or two
We could laugh and let it all out
Now that you made yourself love me
Do you think I can change it in a day?
How can I place you above me?
Am I lying to you when I say
That I believe in you
I believe in you.
Ik kwam er tot mijn ontzetting achter dat deze band er nog niet in stond! Bij deze dus, kort maar krachtig.
Traffic in the city turns my head around.
No, no, no, no, no.
Backed up on the freeway, backed up in the church,
Ev'rywhere you look there's a frown, frown.
CHORUS:
Com, commotion,
Git, git, git, gone.
Com, commotion,
Git, git, git, gone.
People keep atalkin', they don't say a word.
Jaw, jaw, jaw, jaw, jaw.
Talk up in the White House, talk up to your door,
So much goin' on I just can't hear.
CHORUS
Hurryin' to get there so you save some time.
Run, run, run, run, run.
Rushin' to the treadmill, rushin' to get home,
Worry 'bout the time you save, save.
CHORUS
If you've got the money
I think it would be funny ah ah oh
To take your girl and spend a bit of your cash for me
Cos' then she might be happy
No longer lonely ah ah oh
And I could take her out the next day for pretty much free
Dah dee doo dahdah dee dah doo dah dahdah domdom dada domdom dom dadee dah doo dahdah dom
Spent late nights trying to pick up love of the floor where the other brothers leave it be
Though it’s stuck hard down like chewing gum well I’ll gurn on the floor singing 'RIP'
Cos the songbirds don't do singing on pavements no sweet melodies the sound of spit
And we spat orbit
Spoke o’ lost hope so too what you toke man choke on it
We be near heaven at a quarter to eleven
By three we are thinking of the love we lost
by four we be high thinking of the girl lost
Second check the odds
Was it worth the cost?
Do you give a toss?
Who are you looking away wondering why you can’t eat
Why you never sleep why you’re drunk all the time and you’re cold in the heat
Cos' what sow man its what you reap
If you’ve got the money money money money mon I think it would be funny ah to take your girl and send a bit of your cash for me
Cos’’' then she might be happy
No longer lonely ah ah oh
And I could take her out the next day for pretty much free
You always meant to walk out that job you keep stopping
Should tell your girl more often
That lovin' is all about doors unlockin'
Now you’re certain nuff never mind three
With a buddy holly hiccup on the karaoke
Retreatin' on the needle man you just fourth thread
And my great grandaddy fought in Gallipoli
He’s the only of his friends not shot down dead
Lovers all talk in spits and tongues
Fight in the playground bully each other
Double dare kids up pollute their lungs and threaten with the rep of their big boy brother
Some or others say give it up and run away
Momma still wants you home for supper
Work all day for little to no pay
Dance uptown right down to the gutter
Deedom domdee dahdah dah deedom domdee
So move outa the way man
domdee dahdah dah deedom deedom dee
So move outa the way man
domdee dahdah da deedom domdee domdee
Move outa the way man
domdee dahdah dah deedom domdee domdee
If they’ve got money
Aangezien Doc John er ook in staat. Is dit toch wel de koning en ontdekt op Fok!
Silent tears are streaming down
Gather to forbidden streams
The shifting clouds flowing entangled
Shadows edge the scenery
Thoughts collide with chained emotions
Seems like they were born again
The last glow of my dying senses
Erupted from the end of all our dreams
The gentle art of swimming
Swimming through our live
Through worlds of every colours
Screaming their delight
Passing through a sudden silence
Single echoes died away
Seas of light in three dimensions
Climbing through the atmosphere
Followed by my cosmic ego
Childhood pictures blurred by time
Every point of my emotion
Resolves itself again in all my dreams
The gentle art of swimming
Swimming through our live
Through worlds of every colours
Screaming their delight
Tante Polly maar weer eens, deze keer een nummer van haar beste plaat!
Lover had to leave me
Cross the desert plain
Turned to me, his lady
Tells me "Lover wait"
Calling Jesus, please
Send his love to me
Oh, wind and rain may haunt me
Look to the north and pray
Send me, please, his kisses
Send them home today
I'm begging, Jesus, please
Send his love to me
Left alone in desert
This house become a hell
This love become a tether
This room becomes a cell
Mommy, daddy, please
Send him back to me
How long must I suffer?
Dear God, I've served my time
This love becomes my torture
This love, my only crime
Lover please release me
My arms too weak to grip
My eyes to dry for weeping
My lips too dry to kiss
Calling ,Jesus, please
Send his love to me
I'm begging ,Jesus, please
Send his love to me
943: Kate Bush - Breathing
Outside
Gets inside
Through her skin.
I've been out before
But this time it's much safer in.
Last night in the sky,
Such a bright light.
My radar send me danger
But my instincts tell me to keep
Breathing,
("Out, in, out, in, out, in...")
Breathing,
Breathing my mother in,
Breathing my beloved in,
Breathing,
Breathing her nicotine,
Breathing,
Breathing the fall-out in,
Out in, out in, out in, out in.
We've lost our chance.
We're the first and the last, ooh,
After the blast.
Chips of Plutonium
Are twinkling in every lung.
I love my
Beloved, ooh,
All and everywhere,
Only the fools blew it.
You and me
Knew life itself is
Breathing,
("Out, in, out, in, out...")
Breathing,
Breathing my mother in,
Breathing my beloved in,
Breathing,
Breathing her nicotine,
Breathing,
Breathing the fall-out in,
Out in, out in, out in, out in,
Out in, out in, out in, out...
("Out!")
"In point of fact it is possible to tell the
("Out!")
difference between a small nuclear explosion and
a large one by a very simple method. The calling
card of a nuclear bomb is the blinding flash that
is far more dazzling than any light on earth--brighter
even than the sun itself--and it is by the duration
of this flash that we are able to determine the size
("What are we going to do without?")
of the weapon. After the flash a fireball can be
seen to rise, sucking up under it the debris, dust
and living things around the area of the explosion,
and as this ascends, it soon becomes recognisable
as the familiar "mushroom cloud". As a demonstration
of the flash duration test let's try and count the
number of seconds for the flash emitted by a very
small bomb; then a more substantial, medium-sized
bomb; and finally, one of our very powerful,
"high-yield" bombs
"What are we going to do without?"
Ooh please!
"What are we going to do without?"
Let me breathe!
"What are we going to do without?"
Ooh, Quick!
"We are all going to die without!"
Breathe in deep!
"What are we going to die without?"
Leave me something to breathe!
"We are all going to die without!"
Oh, leave me something to breathe!
"What are we going to do without?"
Oh, God, please leave us something to breathe!"
"We are all going to die without
Oh, life is--Breathing.
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I'm a rabbit in your headlights
Scared of the spotlight
You don't come to visit
I'm stuck in this bed
Thin rubber gloves
She laughs when she's crying
She cries when she's laughing
Fat bloody fingers are sucking your soul away
I'm a rabbit in your headlights
Christian suburbanite
Washed down the toilet
Money to burn
Fat bloody fingers are sucking your soul away
(Sample from movie Jacob's Ladder: )
If you're frightened of dyin' and you're holding on
You'll see devils tearing your life away
But if you've made your peace,
Then the devils are really angels
Freeing you from the earth...from the earth...from the earth...
Rotworms on the underground
Caught between stations
Butterfingers
I'm losing my patience
I'm a rabbit in your headlights
Christian suburbanite
You got money to burn
Fat bloody fingers are sucking your soul away
quote:Het was een lange nacht vannacht...Op zondag 20 september 2009 12:43 schreef methodmich het volgende:
Krijgt Kate geen nummertje van je?
The clouds prepare for battle
In the dark and brooding silence
Bruised and sullen storm clouds
Have the light of day obscured
Looming low and ominous
In twilight premature
Thunder heads are rumbling
In a distant overture...
All at once, the clouds are parted
Light streams down in bright unbroken beams...
Follow men's eyes as they look to the skies
The shifting shafts of shining weave the fabric of their dreams...
Het tweede nummer van Juliana Hatfield in de lijst, dit keer van haar album Beautiful Creature uit 2000.
quote:I withhold your medicine
But you've still
got a connection
They remember everything
In the sky, oblivion
I never knew your innocence
Your white skin glistens
You pried my eyes open
I've lost my ambition
I say it's me or drugs
You choose drugs
I say it's me or drugs
You choose drugs
938: Anderson Bruford Wakeman Howe - Themes
i Sound
Instrumental
ii Second Attention
Be gone you ever piercing
Power Play machine
Cutting our musical solidarity
For those who would break the windows
Of our true reflections
And perceptions of the world
'For I am out of thee with a vengeance'
Do not play me
You will never hear this
You will never hear this
Only feel it
For too long I have danced
To your destiny
No longer fill my head
With empty dreams
Of reality and gold
Your reality
For I am away this side away to the second attention
I can never ever play it or sing it
For it can never be shouted down
Or played every stronger
As I feel this never ending
Pattern of nature
I don't believe in Devils
I don't believe in Demons
I only believe in you
iii Soul Warrior
Instrumental
When its summer in siam
And the moon is full of rainbows
When its summer in siam
And we go through many changes
When its summer in siam
Then all I really know
Is that I truly am
In the summer in siam
936: Rowwen Hèze - Shane
Sigaret in de hand
enne mond zonder tand
zoe stongde geej doar
ik haj ow noeit gezeen
't concert, 't begin
ik waas net twintig joar
en iederien wachtte
geej schold en geej lachte
't het neet lang gedeurd
ow wurd hoe ze krakte
en meej ien vur ien rakte
toen waas 't gebeurd
want als geej zingt
is alles wir vergeave
de tied stiet stil
't geveul giet van de rem
alles keumt wir neave
dor ow stem
we stonge, we keeke
de oore verstreke
geej waard in de buurt
'n paar joare latter
en wir net iets zatter
haj iemand gehuurd
geej kwaamt wir te laat
niemand wos hoe 't zaat
't vleegtuug gemist
en dan leepte gewoen
nar de microfoen
of ge nurgens van wist
If I should fall from grace
Fairytale of New York
A rainy night in Soho
Summer in Siam
The broad majestic Shannon
Dirty old town
The sunnyside of the street
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
donker pak, witte bloes
vanaf de hoes
staarde nar meej
alle muziek, al die name
ze ginge en kwame
ze trokke vurbeej
mar niemand din bleef
allien geej
[ Bericht 61% gewijzigd door Mostlyanthony op 20-09-2009 17:46:02 ]
A painful elegy volgens Allmusic.com
Who's that woman on your arm all dressed up to do you harm
And I'm hip to what she'll do, give her just about a month or two.
Bit off more than I can chew and I knew what it was leading to,
Some things, well, I can't refuse,
One of them, one of them the bedroom blues.
She delivers right on time, I can't resist a corny line,
But take the shine right off you shoes,
Carryin', carryin' the bedroom blues.
Oo...
In the bar you're getting drunk, I ain't in love, I ain't in luck.
Hide the switch and shut the light, let it all come down tonight.
Maybe your friends think I'm just a stranger,
Some face you'll never see no more.
Let it all come down tonight.
Keep those tears hid out of sight, let it loose, let it all come down.
Helaas geen stream gevonden.
---
Het nachtcafe gaat dicht
En ik wankel over straat
Ik denk nu kom je thuis
En leest mijn briefje ik ben uit
Naast me zegt de man
Met wie ik uren heb gepraat
Ik weet nog wel een plek
Waar een cafe is dat nooit sluit
Ik denk dat ik nog niet naar huis kom
Hij leidt me naar de havens
Tussen schepen door
Dan zie ik het cafe
Aan het einde van een pier
De kroegbaas laat ons binnen
Hij brult welkom in mijn oor
Er klinkt gelach en ik ruik zweet
Vermengt met zware shag en bier
Ik denk niet dat ik nog thuis kom
De barman pakt mijn glas
Hij knikt en vult het tot de rand
En iemand roept He, Harry
Speel op je accordeon
Een verlopen vrouw staat op
En pakt me bij de hand
En we dansen hoewel ik niet wist
Dat ik zo dansen kon
Ik denk dat ik niet meer naar huis kom
Nee, nee, nee, nee, nee, nee, nee, nee,
Nee, nee, nee, nee, nee
Niet naar huis kom
Lyrics:
SPOILERCould it be i'm alive after all this?
Picking pennies off the floor with my cold cold hands
Look at me, no hands aint it cool yeah
Look at her falling out of a taxi cab
If you really want some understanding
You will find it can be quite frustrating
If you really want to understand it
You will learn it can be quite demanding
You and me trying hard to remember
How we ever started out with our sights so high
Looking down, seeing your yellow fingers
and if you don't understand then at least ask why
If you really want some understanding
You will learn it can be quite frustrating
If you really want to understand it
You will learn it can be quite demanding
Could it be i'm alive after all this?
Picking pennies off the floor with my cold hands
Look at me, no hands aint it cool yeah
Look at her falling out of a taxi cab
If you really want some understanding
You will learn it can be quite frustrating
If you really want to understand it
You should talk to mr understanding
Oh comely, I will be with you when you lose your breath,
Chasing the only meaningful memory you thought you had left.
With some pretty, bright and bubbly terrible scene
That was doing her thing on your chest.
But oh comely,
It isn't as pretty as you'd like to guess
In your memory, you're drunk on your awe ,to me
It doesn't mean anything at all.
Oh comely,
All of your friends are all letting you blow,
Bristling and ugly, bursting with fruits falling out from the holes
Of some pretty, bright, and bubbly friend
You could need to say comforting things in your ear
But oh comely,
There isn't such one friend that you could find here.
Standing next to me,
He's only my enemy
I'll crush him with everything I own.
Say what you want to say
Hang for your hollow ways
Moving your mouth to pull out
All your miracles aimed for me.
Your father made fetuses with flesh licking ladies,
While you and your mother were asleep in the trailer park.
Thunderous sparks from the dark of the stadiums,
The music and medicine you needed for comforting.
So make all your fat fleshy fingers to moving,
And pluck all your silly strings, bend all your notes for me.
Soft silly music is meaningful magical,
The movements were beautiful, all in your ovaries.
All of them milking with green fleshy flowers,
While powerful pistons were sugary sweet machines.
Smelling of semen all under the garden
Was all you were needing when you still believed in me.
Say what your want to say.
Hang for your hollow ways.
Moving your mouth to pull out
All your miracles aimed for me.
And I know they buried her body with others,
Her sister and mother and five-hundred families.
And will she remember me fifty years later?
I wished I could save her in some sort of time machine.
Know all your enemies.
We know who our enemies are.
Goldaline, my dear,
We will fold and freeze together
Far away from here.
There is sun and spring and green forever.
But now we move to feel for ourselves inside some stranger's stomach.
Place your body here,
Let your skin begin to blend itself with mine.
While I sit here trying to think of things to say
Someone lies bleeding in a field somewhere
So it would seem we've still got a long long way to go
I've seen all I wanna see today
While I sit here trying to move you anyway I can
Someone's son lies dead in a gutter somewhere
And it would seem that we've got a long long way to go
But I can't take it anymore
Turn it off if you want to
Switch it off it will go away
Turn it off if you want to
Switch it off or look away
While I sit and we talk and talk and we talk some more
Someone's loved one's heart stops beating in a street somewhere
So it would seem we've still got a long long way to go, I know
I've heard all I wanna hear today
Turn it off if you want to (turn it off if you want to)
Switch it off it will go away (switch it off it will go away)
Turn it off if you want to (turn it off if you want to)
Switch it off or look away (switch it off or look away)
Switch it off
Turn it off
In Delaware when I was younger
I would live the life obscene
In the Spring I had great hunger.
I was Brando. I was Dean
Blaspheming, booted, blue-jeaned baby boy
Oh how I made them turn their heads
The townie, brownie girls, they jumped for joy
And begged me bless them in their beds
In Delaware when I was younger
I would row upon the lake
In the Spring I had great hunger
I was Keats. I was Blake.
My pimple pencil pains I'd bring
To frogs who sat entranced
My drift-dream ditties I would sing
The water strider danced
In Delaware when I was younger
They thought St. Andrew had sufficed
But in the Spring I had great hunger
I was Buddha. I was Christ.
You wicked wise men where you wonder
You Pharisees one day will pay
See my lightning, hear my thunder
I am truth. I know the way
In Delaware when I was younger
http://www.supload.com/sound_confirm.php?get=582727223.wma
Toen de duivel en God nog eenzaam waren
Schiepen zij de mens als tijdverdrijf
Ze zaten elkaar toen al in de haren
Zo werden wij een mix van allebei
Ze hadden allebei de drang zich te bewijzen
God zei: Liefde wint het van de haat
Wat de duivel vulde met afgrijzen
Dus hij zei: geloof dat maar
Straks is het te laat!
In beginne dacht God: Ik ga het winnen
Liefde maakt er nieuwe mensen bij
Maar de duivel liep ook lekker binnen
Hele volkeren vergingen met de tijd
En als de duivel en God elkaar dan zagen
Zwegen zij elkander altijd dood
De duivel vond het te attent om iets te vragen
En God, ach, die voelde zich te groot
Het was aandoenlijk
Om te zien hoe ze daar zaten
Op die berg die het uitzicht
Op de aarde bood
Tussen de hemel en de hel
Zonder te praten
Want liefde en haat geef je niet bloot
En naarmate de jaren stil verstreken
Kwamen er steeds minder mensen bij
"Is er nog wel liefde, nu kinderen ontbreken?"
God was de tel volledig kwijt
Gelukkig voor hem was ook de duivel in nood
Steeds meer mensen bleven langer leven
Ze vochten nu met woorden en gingen minder dood
Zo moest dus ook de duivel wat toegeven
En de mensen geloofden geen van beiden
Die wisten best: haat komt uit passie voort
Geen God, geen duivel mag de mens bevrijden
Als liefde zelf een wapen wordt
God die was des duivels: Wat denken de mensen wel?
De duivel zei: 't Is Godsgeklaagd!
We gaan hier weg en snel!
Ze zijn nooit teruggekomen op die berg
Ze stelpen nu elkaars verdriet
En de mensen vinden dat niet erg
Ach, ze merkten het eigenlijk niet...
Iron-clad feather-feet pounding the dust
On octobers day, towards evening
Sweat embossed veins standing proud to the plough
Salt on a deep chest, seasoning
Last of the line at an honest days toil
Turning the deep sod under
Flint at the fetlock, chasing the bone
Flies at the nostrils plunder.
The suffolk, the clydesdale, the percheron vie
With the shire on his feathers floating
Hauling soft timber into the dusk
To bed on a warm straw coating.
Heavy horses, move the land under me
Behind the plough gliding --- slipping and sliding free
Now youre down to the few
And theres no work to do
The tractors on its way.
Let me find you a filly for your proud stallion seed
To keep the old line going.
And well stand you abreast at the back of the woods
Behind the young trees growing
To hide you from eyes that mock at your girth,
Youre eighteen hands at the shoulder
And one day when the oil barons have all dripped dry
And the nights are seen to draw colder
Theyll beg for your strength, your gentle power
Your noble grace and your bearing
And youll strain once again to the sound of the gulls
In the wake of the deep plough, sharing.
Standing like tanks on the brow of the hill
Up into the cold wind facing
In stiff battle harness, chained to the world
Against the low sun racing
Bring me a wheel of oaken wood
A rein of polished leather
A heavy horse and a tumbling sky
Brewing heavy weather.
Bring a song for the evening
Clean brass to flash the dawn
Across these acres glistening
Like dew on a carpet lawn
In these dark towns folk lie sleeping
As the heavy horses thunder by
To wake the dying city
With the living horsemans cry
At once the old hands quicken ---
Bring pick and wisp and curry comb ---
Thrill to the sound of all
The heavy horses coming home.
Iron-clad feather-feet pounding the dust
On octobers day, towards evening
Sweat embossed veins standing proud to the plough
Salt on a deep chest, seasoning
Bring me a wheel of oaken wood
A rein of polished leather
A heavy horse and a tumbling sky
Brewing heavy weather.
Heavy horses, move the land under me
Behind the plough gliding --- slipping and sliding free
Now youre down to the few
And theres no work to do
The tractors on its way.
De oude bard zelf maar weer eens. Beelden uit 1967!
It's true that all the men you knew were dealers
who said they were through with dealing
Every time you gave them shelter
I know that kind of man
It's hard to hold the hand of anyone
who is reaching for the sky just to surrender
who is reaching for the sky just to surrender.
And then sweeping up the jokers that he left behind
you find he did not leave you very much not even laughter
Like any dealer he was watching for the card
that is so high and wild
he'll never need to deal another
He was just some Joseph looking for a manger
He was just some Joseph looking for a manger.
And then leaning on your window sill
he'll say one day you caused his will
to weaken with your love and warmth and shelter
And then taking from his wallet
an old schedule of trains, he'll say
I told you when I came I was a stranger
I told you when I came I was a stranger.
But now another stranger seems
to want you to ignore his dreams
as though they were the burden of some other
O you've seen that man before
his golden arm dispatching cards
but now it's rusted from the elbows to the finger
And he wants to trade the game he plays for shelter
Yes he wants to trade the game he knows for shelter.
Ah you hate to watch another tired man
lay down his hand
like he was giving up the holy game of poker
And while he talks his dreams to sleep
you notice there's a highway
that is curling up like smoke above his shoulder
and suddenly you feel a littlt older
You tell him to come in sit down
but something makes you turn around
The door is open you can't close your shelter
You try the handle of the road
It opens do not be afraid
It's you my love, you who are the stranger
It's you my love, you who are the stranger.
Well, I've been waiting, I was sure
we'd meet between the trains we're waiting for
I think it's time to board another
Please understand, I never had a secret chart
to get me to the heart of this
or any other matter
When he talks like this
you don't know what he's after
When he speaks like this,
you don't know what he's after.
Let's meet tomorrow if you choose
upon the shore, beneath the bridge
that they are building on some endless river
Then he leaves the platform
for the sleeping car that's warm
You realize, he's only advertising one more shelter
And it comes to you, he never was a stranger
And you say ok the bridge or someplace later.
And then sweeping up the jokers that he left behind ...
And leaning on your window sill ...
I told you when I came I was a stranger.
A-typisch New Wave/folk nummer van The Clash gezongen door ene Tymon Dogg.
Come with me. I won't hide
We're going on a ride
We meet each day, use time to see
While we're young and almost free
I've got to lose this skin I'm imprisoned in
Got to lose this skin I'm imprisoned in
Do not turn or hate to see
All the things you think we've got
Do not turn or hate to see
What happened to the wife of Lot
We're alone or so they say
We're not on our own in that way
When we're alone it's real tough going
We can take a part in someone else's play
Come with me, I thought he said
But that's not him anymore, he's dead
What's it like to be so free
So free it looks like lost to me
Bakerman is baking bread
Bakerman is baking bread
Sagabona kunjani wena
Sagabona kunjani wena
The night train is coming
Got to keep on running
The night train is coming
Got to keep on running
Bakerman is baking bread
Bakerman is making bread
Sagabona kunjani wena
Sagabona kunjani wena
The night train is coming
The night train, it is coming
Bakerman is baking bread
Sagabona kunjani wena
Bakerman is baking bread
You got to cool down
Take it easy
You got to cool down
Relax, take it easy
Slow down (Slow down), relax (Relax)
It's too late to worry
Slow down (Slow down)
Take it easy
Take it easy
Take it easy
I cannot get a look at it
so, I'm burning them on the deal anyway
I see her come down from the top of the stairs
I guess that I'd be cool, but there's a tickle in my veins
I've been a real good tombstone, but now I'm blowing away
She is like an eye-blue swimming pool
but, she will never know that she is there
we sit together drunk like our fathers used to be
I'm looking up and God is saying, "What are you gonna do?"
I'm looking up and I'm crying, "I thought it was up to you!"
but now
She's like Heroin to me
she's like Heroin to me
she's like Heroin to me
she cannot miss a vein
don't let her take her love to town
they will never fill her heart
she needs a passion like her father's used to be
I know, because I'm like the train shooting down the mainline
I know, because I'm like the Indian wind along the telegraph lines
and she's like Heroin to me
she's like Heroin to me
she's like Heroin to me
she cannot miss a vein
So mainline it!
I cannot get a look at it
so, I'm blowing back my trouble to the east
while we sit together sad like our fathers used to be
I know a perfect run by the sleep it puits in my heart
I know my special rider, I can feel her in the dark
she feels like Heroin to me
she feels like Heroin to me
she's like Heroin to me
she cannot miss a vein
Een totaal vergeten band en wat was ik fan als puber
I'm the dandy highwayman who you're too scared to mention
I spend my cash on looking flash and grabbing your attention
the devil take your stereo and your record collection!
the way you look you'll qualify for next year's old age pension!
Stand and deliver your money or your life!
try and use a mirror no bullet or a knife!
I'm the dandy highwayman so sick of easy fashion
the clumsy boots, peek-a-boo roots that people think so dashing
so what's the point of robbery when nothing is worth taking?
it's kind of tough to tell a scruff the big mistake he's making
Stand and deliver your money or your life!
try and use a mirror no bullet or a knife!
and even though you fool your souls
your conscience will be mine
all mine
We're the dandy highwaymen so tired of excuses
of deep meaning philosophies where only showbiz loses
we're the dandy highwaymen and here's our invitation
"throw your safety overboard and join our insect nation"
Stand and deliver your money or your life!
try and use a mirror no bullet or a knife!
and even though you fool your souls
your conscience will be mine, all mine
da diddley qa qa da diddley qa qa
da diddley qa qa da diddley qa qa
Stand and deliver your money or your life!
Stand and deliver your money or your life!....
quote:Die verzamelaar ligt standaard in mijn auto. Draai hem regelmatig
I remember
how the darkness doubled
I recall
lightning struck itself.
I was listening
listening to the rain
I was hearing
hearing something else.
Life in the hive puckered up my night,
the kiss of death, the embrace of life.
There I stand neath the Marquee Moon Just waiting,
Hesitating...
I ain't waiting
I spoke to a man
down at the tracks.
I asked him
how he don't go mad.
He said "Look here junior, don't you be so happy.
And for Heaven's sake, don't you be so sad."
Well a Cadillac
it pulled out of the graveyard.
Pulled up to me
all they said get in.
Then the Cadillac
it puttered back into the graveyard.
And me,
I got out again.
Als ik een dance nummer moet uitkiezen, dan deze. De beste allertijden m.i.
quote:Ik heb nog steeds een pick-upspelerOp maandag 21 september 2009 20:33 schreef cafca het volgende:
[..]
Die verzamelaar ligt standaard in mijn auto. Draai hem regelmatig
.
In Tokyo, I’ve got it made
In Tokyo, I’m on the hitparade
In Tokyo, I’ve got a million fans
In Tokyo, they know who I am
Tokyo, I’m on my way,
And in my new toyota it’s not so far away
Tokyo, I’m on my way
And in my new Toyota it’s not so far away
In Tokyo, they don’t have stereo
They’re playing all the tophits, in kimono
In Tokyo, geisha’s dream away
When I play rock ‘n’ roll, hey hey
When I play rock ‘n’ roll, hey hey
Tokyo, I’m on my way
And in my new Toyota it’s not so far away
Tokyo, I’m on my way
And in my new Toyota it’s not so far away
quote:Op maandag 21 september 2009 21:35 schreef Bookie65 het volgende:
920 Gruppo Sportivo - Tokyo
.......
In Tokyo, they don’t have stereo
They’re playing all the tophits, in kimono
.......
Daar krijg je het ijskoud van. Wat een schoonheid.
you sigh low tonight
you're so alone
you're so
you sigh low tonight
you're so alone
you're so
you're so low
you're so alone
you're so
you sigh low
you sigh low
you're so
(you're so)
you sigh low tonight
you're so alone
you're so
you sigh alot and fight
you're so lost
you're so
you fight so low
you're so alone
you sigh low
your sighs are low
you're so
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