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126 System of a down - Toxicity
Conversion, software version 7.0,
Looking at life through the eyes of a tire hub,
Eating seeds as a past time activity,
The toxicity of our city, of our city,
New, what do you own the world?
How do you own disorder, disorder,
Now, somewhere between the sacred silence,
Sacred silence and sleep,
Somewhere, between the sacred silence and sleep,
Disorder, disorder, disorder.
More wood for their fires, loud neighbors,
Flashlight reveries caught in the headlights of a truck,
Eating seeds as a past time activity,
The toxicity of our city, of our city,
New, what do you own the world?
How do you own disorder, disorder,
Now, somewhere between the sacred silence,
Sacred silence and sleep,
Somewhere, between the sacred silence and sleep,
Disorder, disorder, disorder.
New, what do you own the world?
How do you own disorder, disorder,
Now, somewhere between the sacred silence,
Sacred silence and sleep,
Somewhere, between the sacred silence and sleep,
Disorder, disorder, disorder.
When I became the sun,
I shone life into the man's hearts,
When I became the sun,
I shone life into the man's hearts
Conversion, software version 7.0,
Looking at life through the eyes of a tire hub,
Eating seeds as a past time activity,
The toxicity of our city, of our city,
New, what do you own the world?
How do you own disorder, disorder,
Now, somewhere between the sacred silence,
Sacred silence and sleep,
Somewhere, between the sacred silence and sleep,
Disorder, disorder, disorder.
More wood for their fires, loud neighbors,
Flashlight reveries caught in the headlights of a truck,
Eating seeds as a past time activity,
The toxicity of our city, of our city,
New, what do you own the world?
How do you own disorder, disorder,
Now, somewhere between the sacred silence,
Sacred silence and sleep,
Somewhere, between the sacred silence and sleep,
Disorder, disorder, disorder.
New, what do you own the world?
How do you own disorder, disorder,
Now, somewhere between the sacred silence,
Sacred silence and sleep,
Somewhere, between the sacred silence and sleep,
Disorder, disorder, disorder.
When I became the sun,
I shone life into the man's hearts,
When I became the sun,
I shone life into the man's hearts
125
The Doors - Peace Frog
There's blood in the streets, it's up to my ankles
She came
Blood in the streets, it's up to my knee
She came
Blood in the streets in the town of Chicago
She came
Blood on the rise, it's following me
Think about the break of day
She came and then she drove away
Sunlight in her hair
She came
Blood in the streets runs a river of sadness
She came
Blood in the streets it's up to my thigh
She came
Yeah the river runs red down the legs of a city
She came
The women are crying red rivers of weepin'
She came into town and then she drove away
Sunlight in her hair
Indians scattered on dawn's highway bleeding
Ghosts crowd the young child's fragile eggshell mind
Blood in the streets in the town of New Haven
Blood stains the roofs and the palm trees of Venice
Blood in my love in the terrible summer
Bloody red sun of Phantastic L.A.
Blood screams her brain as they chop off her fingers
Blood will be born in the birth of a nation
Blood is the rose of mysterious union
There's blood in the streets, it's up to my ankles
Blood in the streets, it's up to my knee
Blood in the streets in the town of Chicago
Blood on the rise, it's following me
The Doors - Peace Frog
There's blood in the streets, it's up to my ankles
She came
Blood in the streets, it's up to my knee
She came
Blood in the streets in the town of Chicago
She came
Blood on the rise, it's following me
Think about the break of day
She came and then she drove away
Sunlight in her hair
She came
Blood in the streets runs a river of sadness
She came
Blood in the streets it's up to my thigh
She came
Yeah the river runs red down the legs of a city
She came
The women are crying red rivers of weepin'
She came into town and then she drove away
Sunlight in her hair
Indians scattered on dawn's highway bleeding
Ghosts crowd the young child's fragile eggshell mind
Blood in the streets in the town of New Haven
Blood stains the roofs and the palm trees of Venice
Blood in my love in the terrible summer
Bloody red sun of Phantastic L.A.
Blood screams her brain as they chop off her fingers
Blood will be born in the birth of a nation
Blood is the rose of mysterious union
There's blood in the streets, it's up to my ankles
Blood in the streets, it's up to my knee
Blood in the streets in the town of Chicago
Blood on the rise, it's following me
Death Makes Angels of us all
And gives us wings where we had shoulders
Smooth as raven' s claws...
And gives us wings where we had shoulders
Smooth as raven' s claws...
124 Dead Moon - It's OK
Qua geluid zou je het uit dezelfde tijd verwachten als bovenstaande maar Dead Moon is toch vooral een 90s band. Maar dan nog wel alles uitbrengen in mono natuurlijk.
Qua geluid zou je het uit dezelfde tijd verwachten als bovenstaande maar Dead Moon is toch vooral een 90s band. Maar dan nog wel alles uitbrengen in mono natuurlijk.
123 Dead Kennedys - California Über Alles
I am Governor Jerry Brown
My aura smiles
And never frowns
Soon I will be president...
Carter Power will soon go away
I will be Fuhrer one day
I will command all of you
Your kids will meditate in school
Your kids will meditate in school!
[Chorus:]
California Uber Alles
California Uber Alles
Uber Alles California
Uber Alles California
Zen fascists will control you
100% natural
You will jog for the master race
And always wear the happy face
Close your eyes, can't happen here
Big Bro' on white horse is near
The hippies won't come back you say
Mellow out or you will pay
Mellow out or you will pay!
[Chorus]
Now it is 1984
Knock-knock at your front door
It's the suede/denim secret police
They have come for your uncool niece
Come quietly to the camp
You'd look nice as a drawstring lamp
Don't you worry, it's only a shower
For your clothes here's a pretty flower.
DIE on organic poison gas
Serpent's egg's already hatched
You will croak, you little clown
When you mess with President Brown
When you mess with President Brown
I am Governor Jerry Brown
My aura smiles
And never frowns
Soon I will be president...
Carter Power will soon go away
I will be Fuhrer one day
I will command all of you
Your kids will meditate in school
Your kids will meditate in school!
[Chorus:]
California Uber Alles
California Uber Alles
Uber Alles California
Uber Alles California
Zen fascists will control you
100% natural
You will jog for the master race
And always wear the happy face
Close your eyes, can't happen here
Big Bro' on white horse is near
The hippies won't come back you say
Mellow out or you will pay
Mellow out or you will pay!
[Chorus]
Now it is 1984
Knock-knock at your front door
It's the suede/denim secret police
They have come for your uncool niece
Come quietly to the camp
You'd look nice as a drawstring lamp
Don't you worry, it's only a shower
For your clothes here's a pretty flower.
DIE on organic poison gas
Serpent's egg's already hatched
You will croak, you little clown
When you mess with President Brown
When you mess with President Brown
122: Led Zeppelin - Kashmir
Oh, let the sun beat down upon my face
And stars fill my dream
I'm a traveller of both time and space
To be where I have been
To sit with elders of the gentle race
This world has seldom seen
They talk of days for which they sit and wait
All will be revealed
Talk in song from tongues of lilting grace
Sounds caress my ear
And not a word I heard could I relate
The story was quite clear
Ooh, baby, I been blind
Oh, yeah, mama, there ain't no denyin'
Oh, ooh yes, I been blind
Mama, mama, ain't no denyin', no denyin'
All I see turns to brown
As the sun burns the ground
And my eyes fill with sand
As I scan this razor line
Can I find, can I find where I've been
Oh, pilot of the storm who leaves no trace
Like sorts inside a dream
Leave the path the led me to that place
Yellow desert stream
Like Shangri-la beneath the summer moon
I will return again
As the dust that floats finds you
Will move and search Kashmir
Oh, father of the four winds fill my sails
Cross the sea of years
With no provision but an open face
Along the straits of fear
Oh, when I want, when I'm on my way, yeah
And my feet wear my fickle way to stay
Ooh, yeah yeah, ooh, yeah yeah, but I'm down
Ooh, yeah yeah, ooh, yeah yeah, but I'm down, so down
Ooh, my baby, oh, my baby
Let me take you there
Come on, oh let me take you there
Let me take you there
Oh, let the sun beat down upon my face
And stars fill my dream
I'm a traveller of both time and space
To be where I have been
To sit with elders of the gentle race
This world has seldom seen
They talk of days for which they sit and wait
All will be revealed
Talk in song from tongues of lilting grace
Sounds caress my ear
And not a word I heard could I relate
The story was quite clear
Ooh, baby, I been blind
Oh, yeah, mama, there ain't no denyin'
Oh, ooh yes, I been blind
Mama, mama, ain't no denyin', no denyin'
All I see turns to brown
As the sun burns the ground
And my eyes fill with sand
As I scan this razor line
Can I find, can I find where I've been
Oh, pilot of the storm who leaves no trace
Like sorts inside a dream
Leave the path the led me to that place
Yellow desert stream
Like Shangri-la beneath the summer moon
I will return again
As the dust that floats finds you
Will move and search Kashmir
Oh, father of the four winds fill my sails
Cross the sea of years
With no provision but an open face
Along the straits of fear
Oh, when I want, when I'm on my way, yeah
And my feet wear my fickle way to stay
Ooh, yeah yeah, ooh, yeah yeah, but I'm down
Ooh, yeah yeah, ooh, yeah yeah, but I'm down, so down
Ooh, my baby, oh, my baby
Let me take you there
Come on, oh let me take you there
Let me take you there
"The river keeps on flowing, but the banks are ever changing"
(Mostly Autumn - Evergreen)
(Mostly Autumn - Evergreen)
121 Tool - Eulogy
Al het beste komt op het einde, we zijn 1879 platen onderweg en Tool staat er pas 2x in. Een missie te doen voor de resterende 120 platen
He had a lot to say.
He had a lot of nothing to say.
We'll miss him, we'll miss him.
We're gonna miss him, we're gonna miss him.
So long.
We wish you well.
You told us how you weren't afraid to die.
Well then, so long.
Don't cry.
Or feel too down.
Not all martyrs see divinity.
But at least you tried.
Standing above the crowd,
He had a voice that was strong and loud.
We'll miss him, we'll miss him.
Ranting and pointing his finger
At everything but his heart.
We'll miss him, we'll miss him.
We're gonna miss him, we're gonna miss him.
No way to recall
What it was that you had said to me,
Like I care at all.
But it was so loud.
You sure could yell.
You took a stand on every little thing
And so loud.
Standing above the crowd,
He had a voice so strong and loud and I
Swallowed his facade cuz I'm so
Eager to identify with
Someone above the ground,
Someone who seemed to feel the same,
Someone prepared to lead the way, with
Someone who would die for me.
Will you?
Will you now?
Would you die for me?
Don't you fuckin' lie.
Don't you step out of line!
Don't you step out of line!
Don't you step out of line!
Don't you fuckin' lie!
You've claimed all this time that you would die for me.
Why then are you so surprised when you hear your own eulogy?
He had a lot to say
He had a lot of nothing to say
He had a lot to say
He had a lot of nothing to say
Come down.
Get off your fuckin cross.
We need the fuckin' space to nail the next fool martyr!
To ascend you must die!
You must be crucified!
For our sins and our lies!
Goodbye!
Al het beste komt op het einde, we zijn 1879 platen onderweg en Tool staat er pas 2x in. Een missie te doen voor de resterende 120 platen
He had a lot to say.
He had a lot of nothing to say.
We'll miss him, we'll miss him.
We're gonna miss him, we're gonna miss him.
So long.
We wish you well.
You told us how you weren't afraid to die.
Well then, so long.
Don't cry.
Or feel too down.
Not all martyrs see divinity.
But at least you tried.
Standing above the crowd,
He had a voice that was strong and loud.
We'll miss him, we'll miss him.
Ranting and pointing his finger
At everything but his heart.
We'll miss him, we'll miss him.
We're gonna miss him, we're gonna miss him.
No way to recall
What it was that you had said to me,
Like I care at all.
But it was so loud.
You sure could yell.
You took a stand on every little thing
And so loud.
Standing above the crowd,
He had a voice so strong and loud and I
Swallowed his facade cuz I'm so
Eager to identify with
Someone above the ground,
Someone who seemed to feel the same,
Someone prepared to lead the way, with
Someone who would die for me.
Will you?
Will you now?
Would you die for me?
Don't you fuckin' lie.
Don't you step out of line!
Don't you step out of line!
Don't you step out of line!
Don't you fuckin' lie!
You've claimed all this time that you would die for me.
Why then are you so surprised when you hear your own eulogy?
He had a lot to say
He had a lot of nothing to say
He had a lot to say
He had a lot of nothing to say
Come down.
Get off your fuckin cross.
We need the fuckin' space to nail the next fool martyr!
To ascend you must die!
You must be crucified!
For our sins and our lies!
Goodbye!
120 ABBA - S.O.S.
Ook ABBA staat er pas 2x in...
Maar dit is wel mijn absolute ABBA-favoriet. Maar waarom? Wat onderscheid dit nummer nou van al die andere popliedjes die ze hebben gemaakt? Waarom schaarden Pete Townshend en John Lennon dit onder hun favoriete popliedjes? Ik weet het ook niet precies. Ik vind vooral de verbuiging van toonsoort in het refrein (als het van "Can't you hear me SOS" van "When you're gone" gaat) echt heel goed gedaan. En verder is het gewoon feilloze, toegankelijke, melodieuze, ja: perfecte popmuziek.
Ook ABBA staat er pas 2x in...
Maar dit is wel mijn absolute ABBA-favoriet. Maar waarom? Wat onderscheid dit nummer nou van al die andere popliedjes die ze hebben gemaakt? Waarom schaarden Pete Townshend en John Lennon dit onder hun favoriete popliedjes? Ik weet het ook niet precies. Ik vind vooral de verbuiging van toonsoort in het refrein (als het van "Can't you hear me SOS" van "When you're gone" gaat) echt heel goed gedaan. En verder is het gewoon feilloze, toegankelijke, melodieuze, ja: perfecte popmuziek.
Don't cry because it's over. Smile because it happened.
Liefde is een bitch plus een macht der gewoonte
Liefde is een bitch plus een macht der gewoonte
119: Peter Gabriel - Biko
September '77
Port Elizabeth weather fine
It was business as usual
In police room 619
Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko
Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko
Yihla Moja, Yihla Moja
-The man is dead
When I try to sleep at night
I can only dream in red
The outside world is black and white
With only one colour dead
Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko
Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko
Yihla Moja, Yihla Moja
-The man is dead
You can blow out a candle
But you can't blow out a fire
Once the flames begin to catch
The wind will blow it higher
Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko
Yihla Moja, Yihla Moja
-The man is dead
And the eyes of the world are
watching now
watching now
September '77
Port Elizabeth weather fine
It was business as usual
In police room 619
Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko
Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko
Yihla Moja, Yihla Moja
-The man is dead
When I try to sleep at night
I can only dream in red
The outside world is black and white
With only one colour dead
Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko
Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko
Yihla Moja, Yihla Moja
-The man is dead
You can blow out a candle
But you can't blow out a fire
Once the flames begin to catch
The wind will blow it higher
Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko
Yihla Moja, Yihla Moja
-The man is dead
And the eyes of the world are
watching now
watching now
"The river keeps on flowing, but the banks are ever changing"
(Mostly Autumn - Evergreen)
(Mostly Autumn - Evergreen)
118 Vanessa Paradis - Dis lui toi que je t'aime
Tijd voor een mooie ballad. Van haar 2e album, uit 1990 met een tekst van Serge Gainsbourg.
Toen het album uitkwam was ze net zo'n beetje 18.
Tijd voor een mooie ballad. Van haar 2e album, uit 1990 met een tekst van Serge Gainsbourg.
Toen het album uitkwam was ze net zo'n beetje 18.
116
Sanctuary - Future Tense
What do you see on the news when you watch T.V.
War in the name of God, or a playground killing spree
Politicians promise you the world, and a preacher cries
All he ever wanted was your money, and a bitch on the side
What went wrong? Did society twist him?
What do you see in the center of the public eye
Rock stars on smack, and a serial killer fries
Radicals blame suicide and murder on our from of art
Brainwash the youth, you know they claim we all play a part
What a shame that they can't think for themselves
Past tense to future tense let history unfold
So ends a decade now what will the nineties hold
You know we're verging on the edge of an age
Then another century will turn the page
What do you think they will say when they look back on this
Were the eighties just a time of spoiled innocence
We leave our legacy like dust in the sands of time
Let's hope the seeds we plant can carry the weight of our crimes
Past tense to future tense let history unfold
And when we're old and gray these stories will be told
You know we're verging on the edge of an age
Then another century will turn the page
We sail an ocean, a sea of doubt
Skeptics make no sense, can't work things out
I'll choose optimism, scream its name
Look to the future, a burning flame
Past tense to future tense let history unfold
So ends a decade now what will the nineties hold
You know we're verging on the edge of an age
Then another century will turn the page
Turn the page.
Sanctuary - Future Tense
What do you see on the news when you watch T.V.
War in the name of God, or a playground killing spree
Politicians promise you the world, and a preacher cries
All he ever wanted was your money, and a bitch on the side
What went wrong? Did society twist him?
What do you see in the center of the public eye
Rock stars on smack, and a serial killer fries
Radicals blame suicide and murder on our from of art
Brainwash the youth, you know they claim we all play a part
What a shame that they can't think for themselves
Past tense to future tense let history unfold
So ends a decade now what will the nineties hold
You know we're verging on the edge of an age
Then another century will turn the page
What do you think they will say when they look back on this
Were the eighties just a time of spoiled innocence
We leave our legacy like dust in the sands of time
Let's hope the seeds we plant can carry the weight of our crimes
Past tense to future tense let history unfold
And when we're old and gray these stories will be told
You know we're verging on the edge of an age
Then another century will turn the page
We sail an ocean, a sea of doubt
Skeptics make no sense, can't work things out
I'll choose optimism, scream its name
Look to the future, a burning flame
Past tense to future tense let history unfold
So ends a decade now what will the nineties hold
You know we're verging on the edge of an age
Then another century will turn the page
Turn the page.
Death Makes Angels of us all
And gives us wings where we had shoulders
Smooth as raven' s claws...
And gives us wings where we had shoulders
Smooth as raven' s claws...
115: Breathing Space - Rain Song
http://www.supload.com/listen?s=4YbCe8
The day we met, the rain was pouring down
Streets were empty, no one else around
You were a dream but yet my eyes were open
And my heart was yours to be stolen
How I'd love to hold you in my arms again
But I can't hear the rain
Now you're gone I listen to the wind again
Now you're gone tomorrow seems so far away
We used to watch the rain in late November
To remind us of our first day together
How I'd love to hold you in my arms again
I've been calling for you
Reaching out, where are you?
You went away
Where are you now?
When we were one the skies were blue
And the sun shone over you
Wirhout the rain it's all gone dry
My only prayer is you can hear my cry
How I'd love to hold you in my arms again
I've been calling for you
Reaching out, where are you?
You went away
Where are you?
I've been calling for you
Reaching out, where are you?
You went away
Where are you now?
I only hope this song gets to you
http://www.supload.com/listen?s=4YbCe8
The day we met, the rain was pouring down
Streets were empty, no one else around
You were a dream but yet my eyes were open
And my heart was yours to be stolen
How I'd love to hold you in my arms again
But I can't hear the rain
Now you're gone I listen to the wind again
Now you're gone tomorrow seems so far away
We used to watch the rain in late November
To remind us of our first day together
How I'd love to hold you in my arms again
I've been calling for you
Reaching out, where are you?
You went away
Where are you now?
When we were one the skies were blue
And the sun shone over you
Wirhout the rain it's all gone dry
My only prayer is you can hear my cry
How I'd love to hold you in my arms again
I've been calling for you
Reaching out, where are you?
You went away
Where are you?
I've been calling for you
Reaching out, where are you?
You went away
Where are you now?
I only hope this song gets to you
"The river keeps on flowing, but the banks are ever changing"
(Mostly Autumn - Evergreen)
(Mostly Autumn - Evergreen)
114
Ayreon - Day Seven: Hope
Best Friend]</i> Let me take you back
To the time when we were chasing all the girls
Two maniacs
Indulging in the pleasures of this world
So much to see, so much to live for
Questions to answer, places to go
So much to be, so much to care for
Deep down inside I think you know
You are free...come back to me!
Look ahead and see
There are still so many borders we could cross
Just you and me
Making up for all the time that we have lost
[Best Friend]</i> So much to see
[Me]</i> He may be right
[Best Friend]</i> so much to live for
[Me]</i> I've got to fight
[Best Friend]</i> Questions to answer
[Me]</i> I will pull through
[Best Friend]</i> places to go
[Me]</i> take me with you
[Best Friend]</i> So much to be
[Me]</i> I will not break
[Best Friend]</i> so much to care for
[Me]</i> I must awake
[Best Friend]</i> Deep down inside I think you know
[Me]</i> I think I know
[Best Friend]</i> You are free
[Me]</i> I am free
[Best Friend]</i> Come back to me!
[Best Friend]</i> Aaaah, aaaah come back to me
[Me]</i> There's no way out, my whole world is black!
[Best Friend]</i> Aaaah, aaaah come back to me
[Me]</i> I try to shout, something's holding me back!
Ayreon - Day Seven: Hope
Best Friend]</i> Let me take you back
To the time when we were chasing all the girls
Two maniacs
Indulging in the pleasures of this world
So much to see, so much to live for
Questions to answer, places to go
So much to be, so much to care for
Deep down inside I think you know
You are free...come back to me!
Look ahead and see
There are still so many borders we could cross
Just you and me
Making up for all the time that we have lost
[Best Friend]</i> So much to see
[Me]</i> He may be right
[Best Friend]</i> so much to live for
[Me]</i> I've got to fight
[Best Friend]</i> Questions to answer
[Me]</i> I will pull through
[Best Friend]</i> places to go
[Me]</i> take me with you
[Best Friend]</i> So much to be
[Me]</i> I will not break
[Best Friend]</i> so much to care for
[Me]</i> I must awake
[Best Friend]</i> Deep down inside I think you know
[Me]</i> I think I know
[Best Friend]</i> You are free
[Me]</i> I am free
[Best Friend]</i> Come back to me!
[Best Friend]</i> Aaaah, aaaah come back to me
[Me]</i> There's no way out, my whole world is black!
[Best Friend]</i> Aaaah, aaaah come back to me
[Me]</i> I try to shout, something's holding me back!
Death Makes Angels of us all
And gives us wings where we had shoulders
Smooth as raven' s claws...
And gives us wings where we had shoulders
Smooth as raven' s claws...
Ayreon! 
113: After Forever - My pledge of allegiance #1(The sealed fate)
She kept her beauty concealed behind a curtain of suspense
And endures her fate, moulded by an ancient culture
The honour wasn't allowed to be injured
She is going to live as her community expects her to
I find myself confined between furtive desires and feelings of guilt
The letter:
These are my last words
I'm gonna leave you
I can't stand your narrow mindedness any longer
Forgive me...
113: After Forever - My pledge of allegiance #1(The sealed fate)
She kept her beauty concealed behind a curtain of suspense
And endures her fate, moulded by an ancient culture
The honour wasn't allowed to be injured
She is going to live as her community expects her to
I find myself confined between furtive desires and feelings of guilt
The letter:
These are my last words
I'm gonna leave you
I can't stand your narrow mindedness any longer
Forgive me...
"The river keeps on flowing, but the banks are ever changing"
(Mostly Autumn - Evergreen)
(Mostly Autumn - Evergreen)
112 The Clash - This is Radio Clash
NTERRUPTING ALL PROGRAMMES
THIS IS RADIO CLASH FROM PIRATE SATELLITE
ORBITING YOUR LIVING ROOM,
CASHING IN THE BILL OF RIGHTS
CUBAN ARMY SURPLUS OR REFUSING ALL THIRD LIGHTS
THIS IS RADIO CLASH ON PIRATE SATELLITE
THIS SOUND DOES NOT SUBSCRIBE
TO THE INTERNATIONAL PLAN
IN THE PSYCHO SHADOW OF THE WHITE RIGHT HAND
THEN THAT SEE GHETTOLOGY AS AN URBAN VIET NAM
GIVING DEADLY EXHIBITIONS OF MURDER BY NAPALM
THIS IS RADIO CLASH TEARING UP THE SEVEN VEILS
THIS IS RADIO CLASH PLEASE SAVE US, NOT THE WHALES
THIS IS RADIO CLASH UNDERNEATH A MUSHROOM CLOUD
THIS IS RADIO CLASH
YOU DON'T NEED THAT FUNERAL SHROUD
FORCES HAVE BEEN LOOTING
MY HUMANITY
CURFEWS HAVE BEEN CURBING
THE END OF LIBERTY
HANDS OF LAW HAVE SORTED THROUGH
MY IDENTITY
BUT NOW THIS SOUND IS BRAVE
AND WANTS TO BE FREE ANYWAY TO BE FREE
THIS IS RADIO CLASH ON PIRATE SATELLITE
THIS IS NOT FREE EUROPE
NOH AN ARMED FORCE NETWORK
THIS IS RADIO CLASH USING AUDIO AMMUNITION
THIS IS RADIO CLASH CAN WE GET THAT WORLD TO LISTEN?
THIS IS RADIO CLASH USING AURAL AMMUNITION
THIS IS RADIO CLASH CAN WE GET THAT WORLD TO LISTEN?
THIS IS RADIO CLASH ON PIRATE SATELLITE
ORBITING YOUR LIVING ROOM,
CASHING IN THE BILL OF RIGHTS
THIS IS RADIO CLASH ON PIRATE SATELLITE
THIS IS RADIO CLASH EVERYBODY HOLD ON TIGHT
A RIGGY DIGGY DIG DANG DANG
GO BACK TO URBAN 'NAM
NTERRUPTING ALL PROGRAMMES
THIS IS RADIO CLASH FROM PIRATE SATELLITE
ORBITING YOUR LIVING ROOM,
CASHING IN THE BILL OF RIGHTS
CUBAN ARMY SURPLUS OR REFUSING ALL THIRD LIGHTS
THIS IS RADIO CLASH ON PIRATE SATELLITE
THIS SOUND DOES NOT SUBSCRIBE
TO THE INTERNATIONAL PLAN
IN THE PSYCHO SHADOW OF THE WHITE RIGHT HAND
THEN THAT SEE GHETTOLOGY AS AN URBAN VIET NAM
GIVING DEADLY EXHIBITIONS OF MURDER BY NAPALM
THIS IS RADIO CLASH TEARING UP THE SEVEN VEILS
THIS IS RADIO CLASH PLEASE SAVE US, NOT THE WHALES
THIS IS RADIO CLASH UNDERNEATH A MUSHROOM CLOUD
THIS IS RADIO CLASH
YOU DON'T NEED THAT FUNERAL SHROUD
FORCES HAVE BEEN LOOTING
MY HUMANITY
CURFEWS HAVE BEEN CURBING
THE END OF LIBERTY
HANDS OF LAW HAVE SORTED THROUGH
MY IDENTITY
BUT NOW THIS SOUND IS BRAVE
AND WANTS TO BE FREE ANYWAY TO BE FREE
THIS IS RADIO CLASH ON PIRATE SATELLITE
THIS IS NOT FREE EUROPE
NOH AN ARMED FORCE NETWORK
THIS IS RADIO CLASH USING AUDIO AMMUNITION
THIS IS RADIO CLASH CAN WE GET THAT WORLD TO LISTEN?
THIS IS RADIO CLASH USING AURAL AMMUNITION
THIS IS RADIO CLASH CAN WE GET THAT WORLD TO LISTEN?
THIS IS RADIO CLASH ON PIRATE SATELLITE
ORBITING YOUR LIVING ROOM,
CASHING IN THE BILL OF RIGHTS
THIS IS RADIO CLASH ON PIRATE SATELLITE
THIS IS RADIO CLASH EVERYBODY HOLD ON TIGHT
A RIGGY DIGGY DIG DANG DANG
GO BACK TO URBAN 'NAM
111. Ramses Shaffy - Laat me
Ik ben misschien te laat geboren
Of in een land met ander licht
Ik voel me altijd wat verloren
Al toont de spiegel mijn gezicht
Ik ken de kroegen, kathedralen
Van Amsterdam tot aan Maastricht
Toch zal ik elke dag verdwalen
Dat houdt de zaak in evenwicht
refrain:
Laat me
Laat me
Laat me m'n eigen gang maar gaan
Laat me
Laat me
Ik heb 't altijd zo gedaan
Ik zal m'n vrienden niet vergeten
Want wie me lief is blijft me lief
En waar ze wonen moest ik weten
Maar 'k verloor hun laatste brief
Ik zal ze heus nog wel ontmoeten
Misschien vandaag, misschien over 'n jaar
Ik zal ze kussen en begroeten
't Komt vanzelf weer voor elkaar
refrain
Ik ben gelukkig niet verankerd
Soms woon ik hier, soms leef ik daar
Ik heb m'n leven niet verkankerd
Ik heb geen bezit en geen bezwaar
Ik hou van water en van aarde
Ik hou van schamel en van duur
D'r is geen stuiver die ik spaarde
Ik leef gewoon van uur tot uur
refrain
Ik zal ook wel eens een keertje sterven
Daar kom ik echt niet onderuit
Ik laat m'n liedjes dan maar zwerven
En verder zoek je 't maar uit
Voorlopig blijf ik nog jou zoenen
Jouw zwarte schaap, jouw trouwe fan
Ik blijf nog lang en liefst nog langer
En laat me blijven wie ik ben
refrain
refrain
Laat me
Laat me
Laat me
Laat me
Laat me
Laat me
Ik heb 't altijd zo gedaan
Laat me
Laat me
Laat me
Laat me
Laat me
Laat me
Ik heb 't altijd zo gedaan
Laat me
Ik ben misschien te laat geboren
Of in een land met ander licht
Ik voel me altijd wat verloren
Al toont de spiegel mijn gezicht
Ik ken de kroegen, kathedralen
Van Amsterdam tot aan Maastricht
Toch zal ik elke dag verdwalen
Dat houdt de zaak in evenwicht
refrain:
Laat me
Laat me
Laat me m'n eigen gang maar gaan
Laat me
Laat me
Ik heb 't altijd zo gedaan
Ik zal m'n vrienden niet vergeten
Want wie me lief is blijft me lief
En waar ze wonen moest ik weten
Maar 'k verloor hun laatste brief
Ik zal ze heus nog wel ontmoeten
Misschien vandaag, misschien over 'n jaar
Ik zal ze kussen en begroeten
't Komt vanzelf weer voor elkaar
refrain
Ik ben gelukkig niet verankerd
Soms woon ik hier, soms leef ik daar
Ik heb m'n leven niet verkankerd
Ik heb geen bezit en geen bezwaar
Ik hou van water en van aarde
Ik hou van schamel en van duur
D'r is geen stuiver die ik spaarde
Ik leef gewoon van uur tot uur
refrain
Ik zal ook wel eens een keertje sterven
Daar kom ik echt niet onderuit
Ik laat m'n liedjes dan maar zwerven
En verder zoek je 't maar uit
Voorlopig blijf ik nog jou zoenen
Jouw zwarte schaap, jouw trouwe fan
Ik blijf nog lang en liefst nog langer
En laat me blijven wie ik ben
refrain
refrain
Laat me
Laat me
Laat me
Laat me
Laat me
Laat me
Ik heb 't altijd zo gedaan
Laat me
Laat me
Laat me
Laat me
Laat me
Laat me
Ik heb 't altijd zo gedaan
Laat me
110. Two Gallants - The Hand That Held Me Down
Oh, the razor in your apple, the affection of your glove
The prison of your company, the snake oil of your love
The heights to which you drag me, just to hurl your scorn
The trumpets play the livelong day but they blow so forlorn
Did you hold the hand that held me down?
Did you laugh at my expense?
When there's rust upon your ragged crown
Who will stand at your defense?
And when I unveiled my weakness on your rodeo of tears
You stood there so vacantly, your fingers in your ears
And you left by the morning with all that's left to steal
But every time you say farewell, there's breadcrumbs at your heels
Did you kiss the hand that held me down?
Was your kindness just pretense?
When there's no-one left for you to clown
Who will stand at your defense?
But it's ashes Lord, it's ashes; soon we all fall down
You take your place among the saints, make not a single sound
And on the hills that held our childhood the flowers grow there still
You lay beneath them pushing weeds and I guess you always will
Could you be the hand that held me down?
When I was sick with common sense
And now your statuettes are all torn down
There's no-one left for you to lean against
And ever since you epitaph was spattered on my wall
No-one comes to call
They can't stand the stench
But I still sing your praises every time the curtain calls
The burden on me falls
Yeah, I alone stand at your defense
Oh, the razor in your apple, the affection of your glove
The prison of your company, the snake oil of your love
The heights to which you drag me, just to hurl your scorn
The trumpets play the livelong day but they blow so forlorn
Did you hold the hand that held me down?
Did you laugh at my expense?
When there's rust upon your ragged crown
Who will stand at your defense?
And when I unveiled my weakness on your rodeo of tears
You stood there so vacantly, your fingers in your ears
And you left by the morning with all that's left to steal
But every time you say farewell, there's breadcrumbs at your heels
Did you kiss the hand that held me down?
Was your kindness just pretense?
When there's no-one left for you to clown
Who will stand at your defense?
But it's ashes Lord, it's ashes; soon we all fall down
You take your place among the saints, make not a single sound
And on the hills that held our childhood the flowers grow there still
You lay beneath them pushing weeds and I guess you always will
Could you be the hand that held me down?
When I was sick with common sense
And now your statuettes are all torn down
There's no-one left for you to lean against
And ever since you epitaph was spattered on my wall
No-one comes to call
They can't stand the stench
But I still sing your praises every time the curtain calls
The burden on me falls
Yeah, I alone stand at your defense
109: Spock's Beard - Ghosts of Autumn
Listen to the whisper of the rain
Voices in the mist
Beyond your window
And you remember
Days of love she spun a web of chains
That wrapped around your heart
And when you held her
You held forever
Green to grey
As forever slipped away
And down through the years
The seasons changed
Still a cold wind blows today
No sun to melt the frost
Because she's lost among the
GHOSTS OF AUTUMN
Fate's a quiet river at your feet
It rose up slow and dark
Without a warning
And pulled you under
Now she's gone but haunting every dream
Scattered on the wind
And in the rolling
Of distant thunder
Green to grey
As forever slipped away
And down through the years
The seasons changed
Still a cold wind blows today
No sun to melt the frost
Because she's lost among the
GHOSTS OF AUTUMN
Listen to the whisper of the rain
Voices in the mist
Beyond your window
And you remember
Days of love she spun a web of chains
That wrapped around your heart
And when you held her
You held forever
Green to grey
As forever slipped away
And down through the years
The seasons changed
Still a cold wind blows today
No sun to melt the frost
Because she's lost among the
GHOSTS OF AUTUMN
Fate's a quiet river at your feet
It rose up slow and dark
Without a warning
And pulled you under
Now she's gone but haunting every dream
Scattered on the wind
And in the rolling
Of distant thunder
Green to grey
As forever slipped away
And down through the years
The seasons changed
Still a cold wind blows today
No sun to melt the frost
Because she's lost among the
GHOSTS OF AUTUMN
"The river keeps on flowing, but the banks are ever changing"
(Mostly Autumn - Evergreen)
(Mostly Autumn - Evergreen)
107 Elvis Costello - I Want You
Dit vind ik zo'n verschrikkelijk mooi nummer. Het is wel een liedje over de liefde, maar dan vooral een beschrijving van hoe het mis kan gaan. Eerst is er nog de liefde, in het rustige intro. Naarmate het nummer vordert blijkt echter dat het niet allemaal zo goed zit, en langzaam komt er steeds meer frustratie vrij, de muziek en de zang worden ook harder. Dat bouwt enkele minuten op tot de haast boze climax ("Did you call his name out as he held you down/Oh no my darling not with that clown!"). Daarna bouwt het nummer af. Het slot is droevige berusting. Elvis fluistert nog een paar keer vergeefs "I Want You" en de muziek sterft langzaam weg. Kippenvel, elke keer als ik dit nummer luister.
Oh my baby baby I love you more than I can tell
I don't think I can live without you
And I know that I never will
Oh my baby baby I want you so it scares me to death
I can't say anymore than "I love you"
Everything else is a waste of breath
I want you
You've had your fun you don't get well no more
I want you
Your fingernails go dragging down the wall
Be careful darling you might fall
I want you
I woke up and one of us was crying
I want you
You said "Young man I do believe you're dying"
I want you
If you need a second opinion as you seem to do these days
I want you
You can look in my eyes and you can count the ways
I want you
Did you mean to tell me but seem to forget
I want you
Since when were you so generous and inarticulate
I want you
It's the stupid details that my heart is breaking for
It's the way your shoulders shake and what they're shaking for
I want you
it's knowing that he knows you now after only guessing
It's the thought of him undressing you or you undressing
I want you
He tossed some tatty compliment your way
I want you
And you were fool enough to love it when he said
"I want you"
I want you
The truth can't hurt you it's just like the dark
It scares you witless
But in time you see things clear and stark
I want you
Go on and hurt me then we'll let it drop
I want you
I'm afraid I won't know where to stop
I want you
I'm not ashamed to say I cried for you
I want you
I want to know the things you did that we do too
I want you
I want to hear he pleases you more than I do
I want you
I might as well be useless for all it means to you
I want you
Did you call his name out as he held you down
I want you
Oh no my darling not with that clown
I want you
I want you
You've had your fun you don't get well no more
I want you
No-one who wants you could want you more
I want you
I want you
I want you
Every night when I go off to bed and when I wake up
I want you
I'm going to say it once again 'til I instill it
I know I'm going to feel this way until you kill it
I want you
I want you
I want you
Dit vind ik zo'n verschrikkelijk mooi nummer. Het is wel een liedje over de liefde, maar dan vooral een beschrijving van hoe het mis kan gaan. Eerst is er nog de liefde, in het rustige intro. Naarmate het nummer vordert blijkt echter dat het niet allemaal zo goed zit, en langzaam komt er steeds meer frustratie vrij, de muziek en de zang worden ook harder. Dat bouwt enkele minuten op tot de haast boze climax ("Did you call his name out as he held you down/Oh no my darling not with that clown!"). Daarna bouwt het nummer af. Het slot is droevige berusting. Elvis fluistert nog een paar keer vergeefs "I Want You" en de muziek sterft langzaam weg. Kippenvel, elke keer als ik dit nummer luister.
Oh my baby baby I love you more than I can tell
I don't think I can live without you
And I know that I never will
Oh my baby baby I want you so it scares me to death
I can't say anymore than "I love you"
Everything else is a waste of breath
I want you
You've had your fun you don't get well no more
I want you
Your fingernails go dragging down the wall
Be careful darling you might fall
I want you
I woke up and one of us was crying
I want you
You said "Young man I do believe you're dying"
I want you
If you need a second opinion as you seem to do these days
I want you
You can look in my eyes and you can count the ways
I want you
Did you mean to tell me but seem to forget
I want you
Since when were you so generous and inarticulate
I want you
It's the stupid details that my heart is breaking for
It's the way your shoulders shake and what they're shaking for
I want you
it's knowing that he knows you now after only guessing
It's the thought of him undressing you or you undressing
I want you
He tossed some tatty compliment your way
I want you
And you were fool enough to love it when he said
"I want you"
I want you
The truth can't hurt you it's just like the dark
It scares you witless
But in time you see things clear and stark
I want you
Go on and hurt me then we'll let it drop
I want you
I'm afraid I won't know where to stop
I want you
I'm not ashamed to say I cried for you
I want you
I want to know the things you did that we do too
I want you
I want to hear he pleases you more than I do
I want you
I might as well be useless for all it means to you
I want you
Did you call his name out as he held you down
I want you
Oh no my darling not with that clown
I want you
I want you
You've had your fun you don't get well no more
I want you
No-one who wants you could want you more
I want you
I want you
I want you
Every night when I go off to bed and when I wake up
I want you
I'm going to say it once again 'til I instill it
I know I'm going to feel this way until you kill it
I want you
I want you
I want you
Don't cry because it's over. Smile because it happened.
Liefde is een bitch plus een macht der gewoonte
Liefde is een bitch plus een macht der gewoonte
Goede keuze!
Gaat wel weer erg hard hoor... Had nog een plaat of vijf, zes in gedachten, maar met dit tempo haal ik die wellicht al niet meer.
Dus daarom snel:
106 Elliott Smith - Waltz #2 (XO)
De zo betreurde singer / songwriter staat er al een paar keer in, maar met dit nummer van zijn beste en succesvolste plaat mag hij niet ontbreken. Wat mij betreft ook zijn beste nummer ooit, ondanks dat het niet eens heel erg bij zijn oeuvre past, want het is best rijk muzikaal omlijst.
first the mic then a half cigarette
singing Cathy's clown
that's the man she's married to now
that's the girl that he takes around town
she appears composed, so she is, I suppose
who can really tell
she shows no emotion at all
stares into space like a dead china doll
I'm never gonna know you now
but I'm gonna love you anyhow
now she's done and they're calling someone
such a familiar name
I'm so glad that my memories remote
'cause I'm doing just fine hour to hour, note to note
here it is the revenge to the tune
you're no good
you're no good, you're no good, you're no good
can't you tell that it's well understood
I'm never gonna know you now
but I'm gonna love you anyhow
I'm here today and expected to stayon and on and on
I'm tired, I'm tired
looking out on the substitute scene
still going strong
XO, mom, it's ok, it's alright, nothing's wrong
tell Mr. Man with impossible plansto just leave me alone
in the place where I make no mistakes
in the place where I have what it takes
I'm never gonna know you now
but I'm gonna love you anyhow
I'm never gonna know you now
but I'm gonna love you anyhow
I'm never gonna know you now
but I'm gonna love you anyhow
Gaat wel weer erg hard hoor... Had nog een plaat of vijf, zes in gedachten, maar met dit tempo haal ik die wellicht al niet meer.
Dus daarom snel:
106 Elliott Smith - Waltz #2 (XO)
De zo betreurde singer / songwriter staat er al een paar keer in, maar met dit nummer van zijn beste en succesvolste plaat mag hij niet ontbreken. Wat mij betreft ook zijn beste nummer ooit, ondanks dat het niet eens heel erg bij zijn oeuvre past, want het is best rijk muzikaal omlijst.
first the mic then a half cigarette
singing Cathy's clown
that's the man she's married to now
that's the girl that he takes around town
she appears composed, so she is, I suppose
who can really tell
she shows no emotion at all
stares into space like a dead china doll
I'm never gonna know you now
but I'm gonna love you anyhow
now she's done and they're calling someone
such a familiar name
I'm so glad that my memories remote
'cause I'm doing just fine hour to hour, note to note
here it is the revenge to the tune
you're no good
you're no good, you're no good, you're no good
can't you tell that it's well understood
I'm never gonna know you now
but I'm gonna love you anyhow
I'm here today and expected to stayon and on and on
I'm tired, I'm tired
looking out on the substitute scene
still going strong
XO, mom, it's ok, it's alright, nothing's wrong
tell Mr. Man with impossible plansto just leave me alone
in the place where I make no mistakes
in the place where I have what it takes
I'm never gonna know you now
but I'm gonna love you anyhow
I'm never gonna know you now
but I'm gonna love you anyhow
I'm never gonna know you now
but I'm gonna love you anyhow
ASWH, de trots van de regio
www.thuisuiteten.nl
www.thuisuiteten.nl
bewaren voor editie 2009quote:Op woensdag 18 november 2009 14:28 schreef methodmich het volgende:
Gaat wel weer erg hard hoor... Had nog een plaat of vijf, zes in gedachten, maar met dit tempo haal ik die wellicht al niet meer.
Tja... Zou zonde zijn. Al zitten er enkele klassiekers tussen die anderen wellicht nog gaan kiezen straks,
ASWH, de trots van de regio
www.thuisuiteten.nl
www.thuisuiteten.nl
105: Bob Dylan - Subterranean Homesick Blues
Weer tijd voor Dylan, dit is één van zijn beste nummers als je het mij vraagt. Video is ook leuk, jammer genoeg niet van een hele hoge kwaliteit, met Dylan die een deel van de tekst op bordjes laat zien.
Johnny's in the basement
Mixing up the medicine
I'm on the pavement
Thinking about the government
The man in the trench coat
Badge out, laid off
Says he's got a bad cough
Wants to get it paid off
Look out kid
It's somethin' you did
God knows when
But you're doin' it again
You better duck down the alley way
Lookin' for a new friend
The man in the coon-skin cap
In the big pen
Wants eleven dollar bills
You only got ten
Maggie comes fleet foot
Face full of black soot
Talkin' that the heat put
Plants in the bed but
The phone's tapped anyway
Maggie says that many say
They must bust in early May
Orders from the D. A.
Look out kid
Don't matter what you did
Walk on your tip toes
Don't try "No Doz"
Better stay away from those
That carry around a fire hose
Keep a clean nose
Watch the plain clothes
You don't need a weather man
To know which way the wind blows
Get sick, get well
Hang around a ink well
Ring bell, hard to tell
If anything is goin' to sell
Try hard, get barred
Get back, write braille
Get jailed, jump bail
Join the army, if you fail
Look out kid
You're gonna get hit
But users, cheaters
Six-time losers
Hang around the theaters
Girl by the whirlpool
Lookin' for a new fool
Don't follow leaders
Watch the parkin' meters
Ah get born, keep warm
Short pants, romance, learn to dance
Get dressed, get blessed
Try to be a success
Please her, please him, buy gifts
Don't steal, don't lift
Twenty years of schoolin'
And they put you on the day shift
Look out kid
They keep it all hid
Better jump down a manhole
Light yourself a candle
Don't wear sandals
Try to avoid the scandals
Don't wanna be a bum
You better chew gum
The pump don't work
'Cause the vandals took the handles
Weer tijd voor Dylan, dit is één van zijn beste nummers als je het mij vraagt. Video is ook leuk, jammer genoeg niet van een hele hoge kwaliteit, met Dylan die een deel van de tekst op bordjes laat zien.
Johnny's in the basement
Mixing up the medicine
I'm on the pavement
Thinking about the government
The man in the trench coat
Badge out, laid off
Says he's got a bad cough
Wants to get it paid off
Look out kid
It's somethin' you did
God knows when
But you're doin' it again
You better duck down the alley way
Lookin' for a new friend
The man in the coon-skin cap
In the big pen
Wants eleven dollar bills
You only got ten
Maggie comes fleet foot
Face full of black soot
Talkin' that the heat put
Plants in the bed but
The phone's tapped anyway
Maggie says that many say
They must bust in early May
Orders from the D. A.
Look out kid
Don't matter what you did
Walk on your tip toes
Don't try "No Doz"
Better stay away from those
That carry around a fire hose
Keep a clean nose
Watch the plain clothes
You don't need a weather man
To know which way the wind blows
Get sick, get well
Hang around a ink well
Ring bell, hard to tell
If anything is goin' to sell
Try hard, get barred
Get back, write braille
Get jailed, jump bail
Join the army, if you fail
Look out kid
You're gonna get hit
But users, cheaters
Six-time losers
Hang around the theaters
Girl by the whirlpool
Lookin' for a new fool
Don't follow leaders
Watch the parkin' meters
Ah get born, keep warm
Short pants, romance, learn to dance
Get dressed, get blessed
Try to be a success
Please her, please him, buy gifts
Don't steal, don't lift
Twenty years of schoolin'
And they put you on the day shift
Look out kid
They keep it all hid
Better jump down a manhole
Light yourself a candle
Don't wear sandals
Try to avoid the scandals
Don't wanna be a bum
You better chew gum
The pump don't work
'Cause the vandals took the handles
You don't need a weatherman to know which way the wind blows.
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