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Blof - Schaduw van de brug

Ze stonden nog te zwaaien
In het veel te kleine deurgat
Ik keek niet achterom:
Want wat voorbij is is voorbij…
Ik trek m’n voeten uit de klei
Er staat welkom op de deurmat
Maar dat is niets voor mij
In de schaduw van de brug
Droeg ik alles op m’n rug
Maar ik neem het in de hand
In de schaduw van de brug
Eén stap verder, twee terug
Ik ga naar de overkant
Ze staat naar mij te zwaaien
In gedachten kus ik haar
Ik kijk nooit ver vooruit
Maar droom ons altijd bij elkaar
Ze staat reikhalzend bij het raam
En verwelkomt mij met liefde
Als ik aankom na mijn reis
In de schaduw van de brug
Droeg ik alles op m’n rug
Maar ik neem het in de hand
In de schaduw van de brug
Eén stap verder, twee terug
Ik ga naar de overkant
In de schaduw van de brug
Waar ik vroeger weg kon kruipen
Voor wat ik niet begreep,
Niet wilde weten bovendien
In de schaduw van de brug
Werd het steeds een beetje kouder
En ik moest voelen in het donker
Kon geen hand voor ogen zien
In de schaduw van de brug
Droeg ik alles op m’n rug
Maar ik neem het in de hand
In de schaduw van de brug
Eén stap verder, twee terug
Ik ga naar de overkant

Load up on guns,
Bring your friends
It's fun to lose and to pretend
She's overboard self assured
Oh no I know, a dirty word.

Hello, hello, hello, how low?
Hello, hello, hello, how low?
Hello, hello, hello, how low?
Hello, hello, hello.

With the lights out, it's less dangerous
Here we are now, entertain us
i feel stupid and contagious
Here we are now, entertain us
A mulato!
An Albino!
A mosquito!
My libido!
Yay!(x3)

I'm worse at what I do best
And for this gift I feel blessed
Our little group has always been
And always will until the end

Hello, hello, hello, how low?
Hello, hello, hello, how low?
Hello, hello, hello, how low?
Hello, hello, hello.

With the lights out, it's less dangerous
Here we are now, entertain us
I feel stupid and contagious
Here we are now, entertain us
A mullato!
An Albino!
A mosquito!
My libido!
Yay!(x3)

(Solo)

And I forget just why I taste -
Oh yeah, I guess it makes me smile
I found it hard, it was hard to find
Oh well, whatever, nevermind

Hello, hello, hello, how low?
Hello, hello, hello, how low?
Hello, hello, hello, how low?
Hello, hello, hello.

With the lights out, it's less dangerous
Here we are now, entertain us
I feel stupid and contagious
Here we are now, entertain us
A mullato!
An albino!
A mosquito!
My libido!

A denial!(x9)

Een oude bekende:

Nuapurista kuulu se polokan tahti
jalakani pohjii kutkutti.
Ievan äiti se tyttöösä vahti
vaan kyllähän Ieva sen jutkutti,
sillä ei meitä silloin kiellot haittaa
kun myö tanssimme laiasta laitaan.
Salivili hipput tupput täppyt
äppyt tipput hilijalleen.

Ievan suu oli vehnäsellä
ko immeiset onnee toevotti.
Peä oli märkänä jokaisella
ja viulu se vinku ja voevotti.
Ei tätä poikoo märkyys haittaa
sillon ko laskoo laiasta laitaan.
Salivili hipput.

Ievan äiti se kammarissa
virsiä veisata huijjuutti,
kun tämä poika naapurissa
ämmän tyttöä nuijjuutti.
Eikä tätä poikoo ämmät haittaa
sillon ko laskoo laiasta laitaan.
Salivili.

Siellä oli lystiä soiton jäläkeen
sain minä kerran sytkyyttee.
Kottiin ko mäntii ni ämmä se riitelj
ja Ieva jo alako nyyhkyytteek.
Minä sanon Ievalle mitäpä se haittaa
laskemma vielähi laiasta laitaa.
Salivili.

Muorille sanon jotta tukkee suusi
en ruppee sun terveyttäs takkoomaa.
Terveenä peäset ku korjoot luusi
ja määt siitä murjuus makkoomaa.
Ei tätä poikoo hellyys haittaa
ko akkoja huhkii laiasta laitaan.
Salivili.

Sen minä sanon jotta purra pittää
ei mua niin voan nielasta.
Suat männä ite vaikka lännestä ittään
vaan minä en luovu Ievasta,
sillä ei tätä poikoo kainous haittaa
sillon ko tanssii laiasta laitaan.
Salivili.

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Op zaterdag 16 januari 2010 11:37 schreef tong80 het volgende:
Ob-La-Di, Ob-La-Da

Hoezo is dit onbegrijpelijk?

Enter suicidal angels;

How hungry have we become;
Like animals naked in shame
Fed with the hooves of apocalypse
That galloped down, disordered
Worlds behind

From word to a word I was led to
A word
That spanned over cultures in rage

Crimson masses, steeped in decadence
Holding our tongues to the thirsty
Sun
So, is the future still open?
Then enter, hornet, from our hive-dark
Hearts
To draw down the end from within

We need not the horns
That emanate from our warty, haunted
Bodies

Nihilist, hedon
The priceless art of their lives
Sorrow is a wing laid atop their
Heads.
Skin deep, we carve our immeasurable
Sorrow
In the fold of your shivering arms

Hedon,
Your children wild
And filled with death

Jupiter in our unforgiving eyes;
A pandemonium of bodies and gold
Eager, as a part of your face
And the sickness attached to your
Skin (stone)
As the wine-rush,
Chargin from androgynous wombs
To open free the lid of pain

Hedon,
Rinsed in post-human shadows
A monument scorned by the teeth
Of time
Stale-faced keeper of secrets,
Leaded with implosive fire
The whore that carried the apostle
To the mating point on the graves
Of giants

We look at you, afraid
To see what we really are.

Marillion- Script for a Jester's Tear.

So here I am once more in the playground of the broken hearts,
one more experience, one more entry in a diary, self penned

Yet another emotional suicide overdosed on sentiment and pride
Too late to say I love you, Too late to restage the play

Abandoning the relics in my playground of yesterday.
I'm losing on the swings, I'm losing on the roundabouts
Too much, Too soon, too far, to go,
too late to play, the game is over.

Yet another emotional suicide overdosed on sentiment and pride

I'm losing on the swings, I'm lossing
on the roundabouts, the game is over
Too late to say I love you, Too late to restage the play
The game is over.
I act the role in classic style of

a martyr carved with a twisted smile
To bleed the lyric for this song

to write the rites to right my wrongs
an epitaph to a broken dream to

exorcise this silent scream
A scream that's borne from sorrow.
I never did write that love song the words just never seemed to flow

No sad in reflection Did I gaze through perfection
and examine the shadows on the other side of mourning

and examine the shadows on the other side of mourning
Promised wedding now a wake
The fool escaped from paradise will look over his shoulder and cry

Sit and chew on daffodils and struggle to answer why?
As you grow up and leave the playground where you kissed your prince

and found your frog, Remember the Jester that showed
you tears, the script for tears.
So I'll hold my peace forever when you wear your bridal gown

In the silence of my shame the mute that sang the siren's
song has gone solo in the game I've gone solo in the game

But the game is over
Can you still say you love me Can you still say you love me
Can you still say that you love me.

[ Bericht 1% gewijzigd door blckbb op 16-01-2010 12:00:04 (Alineas) ]

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Op zaterdag 16 januari 2010 11:52 schreef psychedelicate het volgende:

[..]

Hoezo is dit onbegrijpelijk?

The Beatles - Revolution nr. 9

Number nine, number nine, number nine, number nine
Number nine, number nine, number nine, number nine
Number nine, number nine, number nine, number nine
Number nine, number nine, number...
...Then there's this Welsh Rarebit wearing some brown underpants
...About the stortage of grain in Hertfordshire
Everyone of them knew that as time went by they'd
Get a little bit older and a little bit slower but...
It's all the same thing, in this case manufactured by
Someone who's always umpteen (...)
Your father's giving it diddly-i-dee district was leaving...
Intended to die (...) Ottoman...
(...)...Long gone through...(...)
I've got to say irritably and...
(...) Floors, hard enough to put on (...) Per day's md in our district
There was not really enough light to get down,
And ultimately (...) Slumped down
Suddenly...
They may stop the funding...
Place your bets
The original
Afraid she'll die (...)
Great colours for the season
Number nine, number nine
Who's to know?
Who was to know?
Number nine, number nine, number nine, number nine
Number nine, number nine, number nine, number nine
Number nine, number nine, number nine, number nine
I sustained nothing worse than (...)
Also, for example
Whatever you're doing
A business deal falls through
I informed him on the third night, when fortune gives...
Be alright, be alright
Right, right, right, right
Right
Number nine, number nine, number nine, number nine
Ri-i-i-i-ight
Ri-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-ight
Number nine, number nine, number nine, number nine
(...) I've missed all of that
It makes me a few day's late
Compared with, like, wow!
And wierd stuff like that...
(...) Taking our sides sometimes
(...) Floral bark
Rouge doctors have brought this specimen
I have nobody's short-cuts, aha...
Nine, number nine
(...) With the situation
They are standing still
The plan, the telegram...
(Hubbbbba, hubbbbba, hubbbbbba, hubbbbba, hubbbbba
Number nine, number Hubbba)
A man without terrors from beard to false
As the headmaster reported to my son
He really can try, as they do, to find function...
Tell what he was saying, and his voice was low and his hive high,
And his eyes were low...
Alright!
It was on fire and his glasses were the same
This thing know if it was tinted,
But you know it isn't
To me it is...
Number nine, number nine, number nine, number nine
Number nine, number nine, number nine, number nine
Number nine, number nine, number nine
So the wife called me and we'd better go to see a surgeon
to price it (...) Yellow underclothes
So, any road, we went to see a dentist instead
That gave her a pair of teeth which wasn't any good at all
So I said I'd marry, join the fucking navy and went to sea
Block that kick, block that kick
In my broken chair, my wings are broken and so is my hair
I'm not in the mood for whirling
How?
Dogs for dogging, hands for clapping
Bird's for birding, and fish for fishing
Them for themming and when for whemming
...Only to find the night-watchman
Unaware of his presence in the building
Number nine, number nine, number nine, number nine
Number nine, number nine
Industry allows financial imbalance
Thrusting it bewteen his shoulder blades
The watusi, the twist
Eldorado
Take this, brother, may it serve you well
Maybe it's nothing
What, what oh...
Maybe, even then, impervious in London
...Could be difficult thing...
It's quick like rush for peace because it's so much
Like being naked
It's alright, it's alright, it's alright, it's alright
It's alright, it's alright, it's alright, it's alright
It's alright
If, you've become naked
Block that kick, block that kick, block that kick, block that kick
Block that kick, block that kick, block that kick, block that kick
Block that kick, block that kick, block that kick, block that kick
Block that kick, block that kick, block that kick, block that nixon

Ik beperk me tot de refreinen:

Dat verschrikkelijke las ketchup:
Aserejé, ja deje tejebe tude jebere
sebiunouba majabi an de bugui an de buididipí [x3]

En Nederlands trots
Treble:
Ramaganana ramaganana (4x)
Bebe
kalama neianana (4x)
Ramaganana ramaganana (4x)

Nu ik de tekst van Life Goes On zo zie is er eigenlijk weinig onbegrijpelijks aan...

Deze daarentegen:

What's the frequency, Kenneth?" is your Benzedrine, uh-huh
I was brain-dead, locked out, numb, not up to speed
I thought I'd pegged you an idiot's dream
Tunnel vision from the outsider's screen
I never understood the frequency, uh-huh
You wore our expectations like an armored suit, uh-huh

I'd studied your cartoons, radio, music, TV, movies, magazines
Richard said, "Withdrawal in disgust is not the same as apathy"
A smile like the cartoon, tooth for a tooth
You said that irony was the shackles of youth
You wore a shirt of violent green, uh-huh
I never understood the frequency, uh-huh

"What's the frequency, Kenneth?" is your Benzedrine, uh-huh
Butterfly decal, rear-view mirror, dogging the scene
You smile like the cartoon, tooth for a tooth
You said that irony was the shackles of youth
You wore a shirt of violent green, uh-huh
I never understood the frequency, uh-huh
You wore our expectations like an armored suit, uh-huh
I couldn't understand
You said that irony was the shackles of youth, uh-huh
I couldn't understand
You wore a shirt of violent green, uh-huh
I couldn't understand
I never understood, don't fuck with me, uh-huh

Waarom is Ob-la-di Ob-la-da onbegrijpelijk?

quote:

Op zaterdag 16 januari 2010 13:47 schreef menjo het volgende:
Nu ik de tekst van Life Goes On zo zie is er eigenlijk weinig onbegrijpelijks aan...

Deze daarentegen:

What's the frequency, Kenneth?" is your Benzedrine, uh-huh
I was brain-dead, locked out, numb, not up to speed
I thought I'd pegged you an idiot's dream
Tunnel vision from the outsider's screen
I never understood the frequency, uh-huh
You wore our expectations like an armored suit, uh-huh

I'd studied your cartoons, radio, music, TV, movies, magazines
Richard said, "Withdrawal in disgust is not the same as apathy"
A smile like the cartoon, tooth for a tooth
You said that irony was the shackles of youth
You wore a shirt of violent green, uh-huh
I never understood the frequency, uh-huh

"What's the frequency, Kenneth?" is your Benzedrine, uh-huh
Butterfly decal, rear-view mirror, dogging the scene
You smile like the cartoon, tooth for a tooth
You said that irony was the shackles of youth
You wore a shirt of violent green, uh-huh
I never understood the frequency, uh-huh
You wore our expectations like an armored suit, uh-huh
I couldn't understand
You said that irony was the shackles of youth, uh-huh
I couldn't understand
You wore a shirt of violent green, uh-huh
I couldn't understand
I never understood, don't fuck with me, uh-huh

Ook die niet.

Nu ik zo naar boven scroll heb ik besloten dat ik niet pas in dit topic en niet de helft van de posts ga quoten.

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Op zaterdag 16 januari 2010 11:50 schreef Daffodil31LE het volgende:
Een oude bekende:

Nuapurista kuulu se polokan tahti
jalakani pohjii kutkutti.
Ievan äiti se tyttöösä vahti
vaan kyllähän Ieva sen jutkutti,
sillä ei meitä silloin kiellot haittaa
kun myö tanssimme laiasta laitaan.
Salivili hipput tupput täppyt
äppyt tipput hilijalleen.

Ievan suu oli vehnäsellä
ko immeiset onnee toevotti.
Peä oli märkänä jokaisella
ja viulu se vinku ja voevotti.
Ei tätä poikoo märkyys haittaa
sillon ko laskoo laiasta laitaan.
Salivili hipput.

Ievan äiti se kammarissa
virsiä veisata huijjuutti,
kun tämä poika naapurissa
ämmän tyttöä nuijjuutti.
Eikä tätä poikoo ämmät haittaa
sillon ko laskoo laiasta laitaan.
Salivili.

Siellä oli lystiä soiton jäläkeen
sain minä kerran sytkyyttee.
Kottiin ko mäntii ni ämmä se riitelj
ja Ieva jo alako nyyhkyytteek.
Minä sanon Ievalle mitäpä se haittaa
laskemma vielähi laiasta laitaa.
Salivili.

Muorille sanon jotta tukkee suusi
en ruppee sun terveyttäs takkoomaa.
Terveenä peäset ku korjoot luusi
ja määt siitä murjuus makkoomaa.
Ei tätä poikoo hellyys haittaa
ko akkoja huhkii laiasta laitaan.
Salivili.

Sen minä sanon jotta purra pittää
ei mua niin voan nielasta.
Suat männä ite vaikka lännestä ittään
vaan minä en luovu Ievasta,
sillä ei tätä poikoo kainous haittaa
sillon ko tanssii laiasta laitaan.
Salivili.

Nee dit is niet Finntroll. Die zingen in het Zweeds. Wie is het wel?

Beatles - I am the walrus


I am he as you are he as you are me and we are all together
See how they run like pigs from a gun, see how they fly
I'm crying

Sitting on a cornflake, waiting for the van to come
Corporation tee-shirt, stupid bloody Tuesday
Man, you been a naughty boy, you let your face grow long
I am the eggman, they are the eggmen
I am the walrus, goo goo g'joob

Mister City Policeman sitting
Pretty little policemen in a row
See how they fly like Lucy in the Sky, see how they run
I'm crying, I'm crying
I'm crying, I'm crying

Yellow matter custard, dripping from a dead dog's eye
Crabalocker fishwife, pornographic priestess,
Boy, you been a naughty girl you let your knickers down
I am the eggman, they are the eggmen
I am the walrus, goo goo g'joob

Sitting in an English garden waiting for the sun
If the sun don't come, you get a tan
From standing in the English rain
I am the eggman, they are the eggmen
I am the walrus, goo goo g'joob g'goo goo g'joob

Expert textpert choking smokers
Don't you thing the joker laughs at you
See how they smile like pigs in a sty
See how they snied
I'm crying

Semolina pilchard, climbing up the Eiffel Tower
Elementary penguin singing Hari Krishna
Man, you should have seen them kicking Edgar Allan Poe
I am the eggman, they are the eggmen
I am the walrus, goo goo g'joob g'goo goo g'joob
Goo goo g'joob g'goo goo g'joob g'goo

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Op zaterdag 16 januari 2010 17:04 schreef tijnbrein het volgende:

[..]

Nee dit is niet Finntroll. Die zingen in het Zweeds. Wie is het wel?

quote:

Op zaterdag 16 januari 2010 17:27 schreef Daffodil31LE het volgende:

[..]

Loituma - "Ievan Polkka" (Eva's Polka)1996

Oke

Er zijn vleigtuigstoelen, miljoenen bijbedoelingen en bovendien
Zijn er limousines, en er zijn leugens over sterren die we toch niet zien.

Misschien, neem ik Spanje als besluit
En laat mijn schepen achter
M'n schoenen zijn gejat,
Maar ik hoef niet meer naar buiten want er is nog wel wat

quote:

Op zaterdag 16 januari 2010 17:35 schreef DrDentz het volgende:
Er zijn vleigtuigstoelen, miljoenen bijbedoelingen en bovendien
Zijn er limousines, en er zijn leugens over sterren die we toch niet zien.

Misschien, neem ik Spanje als besluit
En laat mijn schepen achter
M'n schoenen zijn gejat,
Maar ik hoef niet meer naar buiten want er is nog wel wat

Ja voral die vleigtuigstoelen snap ik niet

LIFE

Chorus:
Life, oh life, oh life, oh life,
doo, doot doot dooo.
Life, oh life, oh life, oh life,
doo, doot dooo

I'm afraid of the dark,
'specially when I'm in a park
And there's no-one else around,

Ooh, I get the shivers
I don't want to see a ghost,
It's a sight that I fear most
I'd rather have a piece of toast
And watch the evening news
(Repeat Chorus)

I'm a superstitious girl,
I'm the worst in the world
Never walk under ladders,
I keep a rabbit's tail

I'll take you up on a dare,
Anytime, anywhere
Name the place, I'll be there,
Bungee jumping, I don't care!
(Repeat Chorus)

life, doo, doot dooo
doo, doot dooo

So after all is said and done
I know I'm not the only one
Life indeed can be fun, if you really want to

Sometimes living out your dreams,
Ain't as easy as it seems
You wanna fly around the world,
In a beautiful balloon
(Repeat Chorus)

quote:

Op zaterdag 16 januari 2010 13:47 schreef menjo het volgende:
Nu ik de tekst van Life Goes On zo zie is er eigenlijk weinig onbegrijpelijks aan...

Deze daarentegen:

What's the frequency, Kenneth?" is your Benzedrine, uh-huh
I was brain-dead, locked out, numb, not up to speed
I thought I'd pegged you an idiot's dream
Tunnel vision from the outsider's screen
I never understood the frequency, uh-huh
You wore our expectations like an armored suit, uh-huh

I'd studied your cartoons, radio, music, TV, movies, magazines
Richard said, "Withdrawal in disgust is not the same as apathy"
A smile like the cartoon, tooth for a tooth
You said that irony was the shackles of youth
You wore a shirt of violent green, uh-huh
I never understood the frequency, uh-huh

"What's the frequency, Kenneth?" is your Benzedrine, uh-huh
Butterfly decal, rear-view mirror, dogging the scene
You smile like the cartoon, tooth for a tooth
You said that irony was the shackles of youth
You wore a shirt of violent green, uh-huh
I never understood the frequency, uh-huh
You wore our expectations like an armored suit, uh-huh
I couldn't understand
You said that irony was the shackles of youth, uh-huh
I couldn't understand
You wore a shirt of violent green, uh-huh
I couldn't understand
I never understood, don't fuck with me, uh-huh

quote:

I wrote that protagonist as a guy who's desperately trying to understand what motivates the younger generation, who has gone to great lengths to try and figure them out, and at the end of the song it's completely fucking bogus. He got nowhere. ”

—Michael Stipe

Alsjeblieft, met een beetje inzicht had je het ook wel zonder de quote kunnen doen

quote:

Op zaterdag 16 januari 2010 11:46 schreef ssmm987 het volgende:
Load up on guns,
...

Dit is een ongekend heldere tekst man

quote:

NEW GODS
How much do I owe you? / I’ll pay but I don’t want to / Days of where I came from / In a restaurant in mexico / They told me not to drink the water / And not to touch the food / “All we got is pepsi cola / And we know that it won’t hold / You but remember what we told / You no one else knows what’s in store / Remember that we told you”

Meat Puppets

Mary Poppins:
When trying to express oneself, it's frankly quite absurd,
To leaf through lengthy lexicons to find the perfect word.
A little spontaniaty keeps conversation keen,
You need to find a way to say, precisely what you mean...

Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious!
Even though the sound of it is something quite atrosicous!
If you say it loud enough, you'll always sound precocious,

Ensemble:
Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious!
Um-diddle-diddle-um-diddleye
Um-diddle-diddle-um-diddleye

Mary Poppins:
When Stone Age men were chatting, merely grunting would suffice.

Bert:
Now if they heard this word, they might have used it once or twice!

Mrs. Corry:
I'm sure Egyptian pharoahs would have grasped it in a jiff,
Then every single pyramid would bear this hieroglyph;

Oh!
Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious!
Say it and wild animals would not seem so ferocious!

Mary Poppins:
Add some further flourishes, it's so ro-co-co-coscious!

Ensemble:
Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious!
Um-diddle-diddle-um-diddleye
Um-diddle-diddle-um-diddleye
Um-diddle-diddle-um-diddleye
Um-diddle-diddle-um-diddleye

Bert:
The Druids could have carved it on their mighty monoliths!

Mrs. Corry:
I'm certain the ancient Greeks would have used it in their midst!

Mary Poppins:
I'm sure the Roman Empire only entered the abyss,
Because those Latin scholars never had a word like this!

Ensemble:
Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious!

Mary Poppins:
If you say it softly the effect can be hypnoscious!

Bert:
Check your breath before you speak, in case it's halitotious!

Ensemble:
Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious!
Um-diddle-diddle-um-diddleye
Um-diddle-diddle-um-diddleye
Um-diddle-diddle-um-diddleye
Um-diddle-diddle-um-diddleye

Mary Poppins (spoken):
Of course you can say it backwards, which is Suoicodilaipxecitsiligarfilacrepus!

Michael (spoken):
She may be tricky, but she's bloody good!

Mary Poppins:
So when the cat has got your tongue, there's no need for dismay!
Just summon up this word and then you've got a lot to say!

Bert:
Pick out those eighteen consonants and sixteen vowels as well,
And put them in an order which is very hard to spell...

Mary Poppins:
S-u-p-e-r
C-a-l-i-f-
R-a-g-i-l-

Jane and Michael:
I-s-t-i-c-e-x-p-i-a-l-i-d-o-c-i-o-u-s!

Ensemble:
S-u-p-e-r
C-a-l-i-f-
R-a-g-i-l-
I-s-t-i-c-e-x-p-i-a-l-i-d-o-c-i-o-u-s!

S-u-p-e-r
C-a-l-i-f-
R-a-g-i-l-
I-s-t-i-c-e-x-p-i-a-l-i-d-o-c-i-o-u-s!

S-u-p-e-r
C-a-l-i-f-
R-a-g-i-l-
I-s-t-i-c-e-x-p-i-a-l-i-d-o-c-i-o-u-s!

Bert (spoken):
Here we go!

Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious!
Even though the sound of it is something quite atroscious!
If you say it loud enough, you'll always sound precocious,
Supercalifragilistic-

Jane and Michael:
Supercalifragilistic-

Ensemble:
Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious!
Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious!

The only girl I've ever loved
Was born with roses in her eyes
But then they buried her alive
One evening 1945
With just her sister at her side
And only weeks before the guns
All came and rained on everyone
Now she's a little boy in Spain
Playing pianos filled with flames
On empty rings around the sun
All sing to say my dream has come

But now we must pack up every piece
Of the life we used to love
Just to keep ourselves
At least enough to carry on

And now we ride the circus wheel
With your dark brother wrapped in white
Says it was good to be alive
But now he rides a comet's flame
And won't be coming back again
The Earth looks better from a star
That's right above from where you are
He didn't mean to make you cry
With sparks that ring and bullets fly
On empty rings around your heart
The world just screams and falls apart

But now we must pack up every piece
Of the life we used to love
Just to keep ourselves
At least enough to carry on

And here's where your mother sleeps
And here is the room where your brothers were born
Indentions in the sheets
Where their bodies once moved but don't move anymore
And it's so sad to see the world agree
That they'd rather see their faces fill with flies
All when I'd want to keep white roses in their eyes

Misschien is het handig als iedereen de uitvoerende artiest en titel bijzet.

quote:

Op zaterdag 16 januari 2010 17:44 schreef Filatelistfetisjist het volgende:

[..]

Dit is een ongekend heldere tekst man
[..]

Meat Puppets

Ah, Meat Puppets, daar noem je iets.

Please could you stop the noise, I'm trying to get some rest
From all the unborn chicken voices in my head
What's that...? (I may be paranoid, but not an android)
What's that...? (I may be paranoid, but not an android)

When I am king, you will be first against the wall
With your opinion which is of no consequence at all
What's that...? (I may be paranoid, but no android)
What's that...? (I may be paranoid, but no android)

Ambition makes you look pretty ugly
Kicking and squealing gucci little piggy
You don't remember
You don't remember
Why don't you remember my name?
Off with his head, man
Off with his head, man
Why don't you remember my name?
I guess he does....

Rain down, rain down
Come on rain down on me
From a great height
From a great height... height...
Rain down, rain down
Come on rain down on me
From a great height
From a great height... height...
Rain down, rain down
Come on rain down on me

TThat's it, sir
You're leaving
The crackle of pigskin
The dust and the screaming
The yuppies networking
The panic, the vomit
The panic, the vomit
God loves his children, God loves his children, yeah!

quote:

Op zaterdag 16 januari 2010 18:03 schreef Aschkael het volgende:
The only girl I've ever loved
Was born with roses in her eyes
But then they buried her alive
One evening 1945
With just her sister at her side
And only weeks before the guns
All came and rained on everyone
Now she's a little boy in Spain
Playing pianos filled with flames
On empty rings around the sun
All sing to say my dream has come
[..]

Ik wil het niet voor je verpesten, maar het gaat over Anne Frank, dat je het weet...

Heel begrijpelijk dus...

Here come old flattop he come grooving up slowly
He got joo-joo eyeball he one holy roller
He got hair down to his knee
Got to be a joker he just do what he please

He wear no shoeshine he got toe-jam football
He got monkey finger he shoot coca-cola
He say "I know you, you know me"
One thing I can tell you is you got to be free
Come together right now over me

He bag production he got walrus gumboot
He got Ono sideboard he one spinal cracker
He got feet down below his knee
Hold you in his armchair you can feel his disease
Come together right now over me

He roller-coaster he got early warning
He got muddy water he one mojo filter
He say "One and one and one is three"
Got to be good-looking 'cause he's so hard to see
Come together right now over me

quote:

Op zaterdag 16 januari 2010 22:56 schreef ssmm987 het volgende:

[..]

Ik wil het niet voor je verpesten, maar het gaat over Anne Frank, dat je het weet...

Heel begrijpelijk dus...

Iedereen weet dat het album over Anne Frank en de Holocaust gaat, maar kun jij de lyrics echt begrijpen? Hoezo zou Anne Frank opeens een kleine jongen in Spanje zijn? Wat hebben met sperma bespoten bergtoppen hiermee te maken?

quote:

Op zaterdag 16 januari 2010 22:56 schreef ssmm987 het volgende:

[..]

Ik wil het niet voor je verpesten, maar het gaat over Anne Frank, dat je het weet...

Heel begrijpelijk dus...

ja, net zo begrijpelijk als Ulysses zonder Bloomsday book.

Maak hier maar een centraal Blof-topic van

Did everybody see this snowman
Standing in the wind alone?
When mother did that, pick his head
And you're feeling sleepy at.

It's my recording, stitch remain,
But I record in his head
Knowing that too big mouth,
Oh, ice can flow away, no one knows.

Oh, shadow coming out,
While I call the story, storey that.
Oh, sample all about,
Spinning that all the time.

My powers strike me out.
Did I slip this thing on their life?
And my God buying out,
Oh, it gets me inside.

Searching for my brother, yes, I am,
Searching for my brother, yes, I am,
Searching for my brother, yes, I am,
Searching for my brother, yes, I am.

Did you see the day?
Every fever may I search in.
We can find now harder steam,
Change his kind, fly away.

Oh,
They're all alone there, let me in.
Oh, she asked me the first day
For my name.
So she wasn't going where I was singing.
Mushroom head, oh yeah, paperhouse,
I went day, first the game.

It wasn't a game after this.

Oh, shadow coming out,
While I call the story, storey that.
Oh, it's all about,
Spinning that all the time.

Shoot all the proof and lust and shout and it's all, just you sow,
Shoot all the proof and lust and shout and it's all, just you sow,
Shoot all the proof and lust and shout and it's all, just you sow,
Shoot all the proof and lust and shout and it's all, just you sow.

Searching for my brother,
Searching for my brother, haleleleleleluhwah,
Searching for my brother, haleleleleleluhwah,
Searching for my brother, haleleleleleluhwah,
Searching for my brother, haleleleleleluhwah.

Halelelelelelelelelelela-leleleleleluhwah,
Halelelelelelelelelelela-leleleleleluhwah,
Halelelelelelelelelelela-leleleleleluhwah,
Halelelelelelelelelelela-leleleleleluhwah.

Ash you
And the hills are blue,
And she's so.
Got my fever, why do I go?
Got my fever, why do I go?
Got your soles into your shoes.
Got my fever, why do I go?
Got my fever, why do I go?

Halelelelelelelelelelela-leleleleleluhwah,
Halelelelelelelelelelela-leleleleleluhwah,
Halelelelelelelelelelela-leleleleleluhwah,
Halelelelelelelelelelela-leleleleleluhwah,
Halelelelelelelelelelela-leleleleleluhwah,
Halelelelelelelelelelela-leleleleleluhwah,
Halelelelelelelelelelela-leleleleleluhwah,
Halelelelelelelelelelela-leleleleleluhwah,
Halelelelelelelelelelela-leleleleleluhwah,
Halelelelelelelelelelela-leleleleleluhwah,
Halelelelelelelelelelela-leleleleleluhwah,
Halelelelelelelelelelela-leleleleleluhwah,
Halelelelelelelelelelela-leleleleleluhwah.