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[depeche mode - breathe]


I heard a rumour
They travel far
You know what it's like
The way people are
They talk and they talk
Though they don't understand
They'll whisper and whisper
And lie on demand
Please tell me now
I want to know
I have to hear it from your lips
Say it's not so

I heard it on Monday
And I laughed a while
I heard it on Tuesday
I managed to smile
I heard it on Wednesday
My patience was tried
I heard it on Thursday
And I hurt inside
I want to know
The depths of your mind
Tell me this whole thing is madness
And we're doing fine
Put your little hand in mine
And believe in love
Put your head on my chest
And breathe love
Breathe love
Breathe love
Breathe love

I heard it from Peter
Who heard it from Paul
Who heard it from someone
I don't know at all
I heard it from Mary
Who heard it from Ruth
Who swore on the bible
She's telling the truth
I heard it from Simon
Who heard it from James
Confirming with Sarah
That I was to blame
I heard it from Joseph
Who heard it from John
Who said with conviction
That all hope was gone
So I need to know
Your alibis
I need to hear that you love me
Before you say goodbye
Before you say goodbye
Before you say goodbye
Before you say goodbye

[Dit bericht is gewijzigd door dark.night op 15-03-2003 04:29]

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  zaterdag 15 maart 2003 @ 03:11:07 #27
3498 Barb
Graduated Fool
pi_9132951
Niet zozeer de tekst (ik drink nl. Gin Tonic), maar wel de sfeer van het nummer:

A Prince In A Paupers' Grave - Carter USM

In a bar Johnny drinks
Johnny drinks Johnny Walker
till he runs up a bill he can't pay
He's drinking to the memory
of a prince in a pauper's grave

And it's go Johnny go
where the bruises don't show
in the churchyard where the nervous get wrecked
And turn off your wireless
for two minutes silence
Cough up and pay your respects

And go to the park
where vicars and tarts
prey for their tormented souls
By the american graffiti
from Elephant and Castle
in Ford Capri Orange
Volkswagon yellow and gold

Johnny drinks Johnny drinks
Johnny drinks Johnny Walker
cockles his muscles alive alive 'o
smashes his bottle of unholy water
and it's go Johnny go, go, go

Back to the churchyard
where day out day in
those original sinners
are religiously praying
And where there was muck
there's a brass band that's playing
playing to the memory
of a prince in a pauper's grave

When it goes I feel the crush
When I rush it hits me
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Chorus: Mannie Fresh]
Gator boots with the pimped out Gucci suits (With the Gucci suits)
Ain't got no job, but I stay suave (Ehh-Ehh Ehh-Ehh, I stay suave)
Can't pay my rent, cause all my money's spent (I can't pay my rent)
But that's okay, cause I'm Still Fly (Uh, Uh, Damn! Cause I'm so fly)

Got a quarter tank of gas - in my new E class (In my E-Class Benz)
But that's alright, cause I'm gon' ride (mmm-hmm)
Got everythang - in my momma name (We got everythang, in my momma name)
But I'm Hood Rich - dadah-dadah da-dah da-dah da-dah (Uh-Huh!)

[Baby]
Get your k-uh, k-uh-car, play gems gone shine
And tell momma get a mink - baby girl let's ride (let's ride)
You a number one stunna, and we gon' glide
and go straight to the mall and tear down the inside
Do that Prada, Gucci, full length leather
Bourbon's cool or Coogi sweater (sweater)
Twenty-inches pop my feather
The Birdman daddy I fly in any weather
Alligator seats with the head in the inside
Swine on the dash, G-wagon is So Fly
Number one don't tangle and twist it
When it come to these cars I am that nigga
The k-uh, k-uh-Coogi with the matchin interior
Three wheel ride with the tire in the middle
It's Fresh and Stunna, and we like brothers
We shine like paint daddy; it's our summer

[Chorus: Mannie Fresh]
Gator boots with the pimped out Gucci suits
Ain't got no job, but I stay sharp
Can't pay my rent, cause all my money's spent
But that's okay, cause I'm Still Fly

Got a quarter tank of gas - in my new E class
But that's alright, cause I'm gon' ride
Got everythang - in my momma name
But I'm Hood Rich - dadah-dadah da-dah da-dah da-dah

[Mannie Fresh]
Have you ever seen a crocodile seats in the truck
Turn around sit it down and let 'em bite your butt
See the steering wheel is Fendi, dashboard Armani
With your baby momma - player, is where you can find me?
Cruisin through the parking lot on twenty fours
(Coming Through The Hood On 'Em Twenty Fo's)
Cadillac Escalade with the chromed out nose
With an navigation arrow headed straight to your spot
Where your wife really love me cause the sex is so hot
Put the Caddy up, start the three wheel Benz (Skiiiiiirt!)
Hyper white lights, ultra-violet lens
Suma-tuma tires and they gotta be run flat
TV where the horn go (uh-uhhh), "Boy can you top that?"
I'ma show you some shit - rookie press that button
The trunk went (Ehh-Ehh) and all of a sudden
Four fifteen's - didn't see no wires
And then I heard (Boom!) from the amplifiers

[Chorus: Mannie Fresh]
Gator boots with the pimped out Gucci suits
Ain't got no job, but I stay sharp
Can't pay my rent, cause all my money's spent
But that's okay, cause I'm Still Fly

Got a quarter tank of gas - in my new E class
But that's alright, cause I'm gon' ride
Got everythang - in my momma name
But I'm Hood Rich - dadah-dadah da-dah da-dah da-dah

[Baby]
(ay, ay, ay, ay)
Lemme slide in the Benz (Shit!) with the fished out fins
Impala loud pipes -- Drinkin the Henn'
It's the Birdie-Birdie Man - I'll do it again
In a Cadillac truck 24's with 10's

[Mannie Fresh]
Looking at my Gucci - it's about that time
Six bad broads flying in at nine
New Suburban Truck with the porno showing
Up and down {*orgasm*} and up they go and..

[Baby]
Bodies on the Roadster - Lexus you know what?
That hard-top beamer (ay, ay) yo Ma', that's your truck
I'm comin up, the hood been lovely
New shoes on the whip and I wake up to bubbly (bubbly)

[Mannie Fresh]
Four-thirty Lex with the convertable top
And the rims keeps spinning everytime I stop
Got a superman Benz that I scored from Shaq
With a ol' school Caddy with a "diamond in the back"

[Chorus: Mannie Fresh]
Gator boots with the pimped out Gucci suits
Ain't got no job, but I stay sharp
Can't pay my rent, cause all my money's spent
But that's okay, cause I'm Still Fly

Got a quarter tank of gas - In my new E class
But that's alright, cause I'm gon' ride
Got everythang - in my momma name
But I'm Hood Rich - dadah-dadah da-dah da-dah da-dah

{*Scratches*}
The Number One Stunna Pimp

{*Scratches*}
Mannie Fresh

I'm sick of all this pooping stuff i'm getting my buttcheeks pierced together .
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In a world gone mad its hard to think right
So much violence hate and spite
Murder going on all day and night
Due time we fight the non-violent fight
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[rem - everybody hurts]

Everybody Hurts
When the day is long and the night, the night is yours alone,
When youre sure youve had enough of this life, well hang on.
Dont let yourself go, everybody cries and everybody hurts sometimes.


Sometimes everything is wrong. Now its time to sing along.
When your day is night alone, (hold on, hold on)
If you feel like letting go, (hold on)
When you think youve had too much of this life, well hang on.


Everybody hurts. Take comfort in your friends.
Everybody hurts. Dont throw your hand. Oh, no. Dont throw your hand.
If you feel like youre alone, no, no, no, you are not alone


If youre on your own in this life, the days and nights are long,
When you think youve had too much of this life to hang on.


Well, everybody hurts sometimes,
Everybody cries. And everybody hurts sometimes.
And everybody hurts sometimes. So, hold on, hold on.
Hold on, hold on. Hold on, hold on. Hold on, hold on. (repeat & fade)
(Everybody hurts. You are not alone.)

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pi_9143782
Everybody Hurts...damn...

* Swift gaat hem meteen opzetten...meteen de clip maar doen..

Enne, op zo'n avond nu...

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Billy Joel - Pianoman

It's nine o'clock on a Saturday
The regular crowd shuffles in
There's an old man sitting next to me
Makin' love to his tonic and gin

He says, "Son, can you play me a melody?
I'm not really sure how it goes
But it's sad and it's sweet and I knew it complete
When I wore a younger man's clothes"

La la la, de de da
La la, de de da da da

Chorus:
Sing us a song, you're the piano man
Sing us a song tonight
Well, we're all in the mood for a melody
And you've got us feelin' alright

Now John at the bar is a friend of mine
He gets me my drinks for free
And he's quick with a joke or to light up your smoke
But there's someplace that he'd rather be
He says, "Bill, I believe this is killing me."
As the smile ran away from his face
"Well I'm sure that I could be a movie star
If I could get out of this place"

Oh, la la la, de de da
La la, de de da da da

Now Paul is a real estate novelist
Who never had time for a wife
And he's talkin' with Davy who's still in the navy
And probably will be for life

And the waitress is practicing politics
As the businessmen slowly get stoned
Yes, they're sharing a drink they call loneliness
But it's better than drinkin' alone

Chorus

It's a pretty good crowd for a Saturday
And the manager gives me a smile
'Cause he knows that it's me they've been comin' to see
To forget about life for a while
And the piano, it sounds like a carnival
And the microphone smells like a beer
And they sit at the bar and put bread in my jar
And say, "Man, what are you doin' here?"

Oh, la la la, de de da
La la, de de da da da

Chorus

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quote:
Op donderdag 13 maart 2003 20:59 schreef dolfina-chica het volgende:
The Corrs
Title: What Can I Do

I haven't slept at all in days
it's been so long since we have talked
and i have been here many times
i just don't know what i'm doing wrong

What can i do to make you love me
what can i do to make you care
what can i say to make you feel this
what can i do to get you there

There's only so much i can take
and i just got to let it go
and who knows i might feel better
if i don't try and i don't hope

Chorus :
No more waiting, no more aching
no more fighting, no more trying

Maybe there's nothing more to say
and in a funny way i'm calm
because the power is not mine
i'm just going to let it fly

[Chorus]

Love me


Hmm, lijkt ook wel een klein beetje op hoe ik me voel.
pi_9153416
Please tell me
why do birds
sing when you're near me
sing when you're close to me
they say that
I'm a fool
for loving you deeply
loving you secretly

But I crash in my mind
whenever you are near
getting deaf, dumb and blind
just drowning in despair
I am lost in your flame
it's burning like a sun
and I call out your name
the moment you are gone

Please tell me
why can't I
breathe when you're near me
breathe when you're close to me
I know, you know I'm lost
in loving you deeply
loving you secretly

But I crash in my mind
whenever you are near
getting deaf, dumb and blind
just drowning in despair
I am lost in your flame
it's burning like a sun
and I call out your name
the moment you are gone

Tomorrow
(say it all tomorrow) I'll say it all tomorrow
(say it all tomorrow) or the day after tomorrow
(say it all today) I'm sure I'll tell you then

  zondag 16 maart 2003 @ 12:19:12 #34
50430 Yuki
Student Midwife
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Tukan - Light a Rainbow

i need to have you near me
in a time when nothing´s lasting long
and i need to feel you close to me
as my lover, i need to keep you warm
´cause my life is so unreal without you
you are an angel, i see you passing by
and the voice that calls me under, baby
is a mother crying for her child,

when the sun lights a rainbow
of the tears of joy, i cry for you
and the dreamers, dream forever
then i know, i´ll be here with you

like a riverboat at open sea
on a tide, free of rock and land
it leads me to surrender, baby
as a wave, draining in the sand

when the sun lights a rainbow
of the tears of joy, i cry for you
and the dreamers, dream forever
then i know, i´ll be here with you

♥ || Baby catcher in training || ♥
  zondag 16 maart 2003 @ 12:22:15 #35
49730 basjeP24
de gekste!!
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check check check the penis
check check check the penis
check check check the penis

this is the ultimate sextrack

180 bpm

Le roi est mort, vive le roi!
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Tori Amos - Love Song lyrics

Whenever I'm alone with
You you make me feel like I am home again
Whenever I'm alone with you
You make me feel like I am whole again

Whenever I'm alone with you
You make me feel like I am young again
Whenever I'm alone with you
You make me feel like I am fun again

However far away I will always love you
However long I stay I will always love you
Whatever words I say you know I will always love you
I will always love you

Whenever I'm alone with you
You make me feel like I am free again
Whenever I'm alone with you
You make me feel like I am clean again

However far away I will always love you
However long I stay I will always love you
Whatever words I say you know I will always love you
I will always love you

  zondag 16 maart 2003 @ 12:36:02 #37
49730 basjeP24
de gekste!!
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ze worden betaald gaan met jan en alleman naar bed, sluit de gordijnen ploffen neer op hun bed......
Le roi est mort, vive le roi!
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Krezip - Fine

Held the door for me you'll make sure I'm fine, yeah
Hold my hand all day, no you would not care
You would just be thankful to

But do you feel you've won
Don't you see I'm weaker with you
I hope you don't really think
That I'm better off without you

'Cause I feel fine, yeah
I feel fine, yeah
Take my hand, just be careful with it
I feel fine

Will you stick with me, you're right if you don't
'Cause I ain't easy now, no
Giving you a hard time
But do you feel you've won
And don't you see I'm weaker with you
I hope you don't really think
That I'm better off without you, yeah

And I feel fine, yeah
I feel fine, no
Take my hand, just be careful with it
I feel fine

I decided not to be, no not to be with you at all
But I haven't got a clue if I'm handling this right, no
You give me everything I want
But I need to be alone
And believe me baby I don't understand why I can't be with you, no

And I feel fine, yeah
I feel fine
Take my hand, just be careful with it
I feel fine, no
Take my hand, 'cause I trust you with it
I feel fine
And I feel fine

Are you pondering what I'm pondering?
pi_9160265
Pittige tekst

Pink "18 Wheeler"

Can't keep me down
Can't keep me down, down
Can't keep me down
I said you can't keep me down
You know you can't keep me down
I said you can't keep me down

Hey, hey, man! What's your problem?
I see you tryin' to hurt me bad
Don't know what you're up against
Maybe you should reconsider
Come up with another plan
Cuz you know I'm not that kinda girl
That'll lay there and let you come first

You can push me out the window
I'll just get back up
You can run over me with your 18 wheeler truck
And I won't give a fuck
You can hang me like a slave
I'll go underground
You can run over me with your 18 wheeler but
You can't keep me down, down, down, down

Can't keep me down, down
Can't keep me down, down, down
Can't keep me down, down

Hey, hey, girl! Are you ready for today?
You got your shield and sword?
Cuz its time to play the games
You are beautiful
Even though your not for sure
Don't let him pull you by the scar
You're gonna get your feelings hurt

You can push me out the window
I'll just get back up
You can run over me with your 18 wheeler truck
And I won't give a fuck
You can hang me like a slave
I'll go underground
You can run over me with your 18 wheeler but
You can't keep me down, down, down, down

You can push me out the window
I'll just get back up
You can run over me with your 18 wheeler truck
And I won't give a fuck
You can hang me like a slave
I'll go underground
You can run over me with your 18 wheeler but
You can't keep me down, down, down, down

Everywhere that I go
There's someone waitin' to chain me
Everything that I say
There's someone tryin' to short-change me
I am only this way
Because of what you have made me
And I'm not gonna break!

You can push me out the window
I'll just get back up
You can run over me with your 18 wheeler truck
And I won't give a fuck
You can hang me like a slave
I'll go underground
You can run over me with your 18 wheeler but
You can't keep me down, down, down, down

We are the weirdo's mr - The Craft
  zondag 16 maart 2003 @ 18:05:47 #40
50720 Wrong
Blinded by the lights..
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[...]
With the quick speed, I'll make your nose bleed
[...]
Dizzy new heights..
  zondag 16 maart 2003 @ 21:29:14 #41
50718 Dr.DarkXL
RKM streetwear..
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oh lalala
I want you baby
oh lalala
love me 2night
"Some people say that I am sneaky, evil, and cruel. True, and I have many other fine qualities as well."
pi_9164734
Celebrate good times, come on!
Hoi.
  zondag 16 maart 2003 @ 21:42:31 #43
44602 Svyatagor
A great face for radio
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I'm just a regular Joe, with a regular job
I'm your average white, suburbanite slop
I like football and porno and books about war
I got an average house, with a nice hardwood floor
My wife and my job, my kids and my car
My feet on my table, and a Cuban cigar

But sometimes that just ain't enough to keep
a man like me interested
(oh no, no way, uh uh)
No I gotta go out and have fun at someone else's expense
(woah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah)
I drive really slow in the ultra-fast lane
While people behind me are going insane

I'm an asshole (he's an asshole)
I'm an asshole (he's an asshole, such an asshole)

I use public toilets and I piss on the seat
I walk around in the summertime saying "how about this heat?"

I'm an asshole (he's an asshole)
I'm an asshole (he's the world's biggest asshole)

Sometimes I park in the handicap spaces
While handicapped people make handicap faces

I'm an asshole (he's an asshole)
I'm an asshole (he's a real fucking asshole)

Maybe I shouldn't be singing this song
Ranting and raving and carrying on
Maybe they're right when they tell me I'm wrong
Nah

I'm an asshole (he's an asshole)
I'm an asshole (he's the world's biggest asshole)

You know what I'm gonna do
I'm gonna get myself a 1967 Cadillac El Dorado convertible
Hot pink, with whale skin hubcaps
And all leather cow interior
And make brown baby seal lions for head lights (yeah!)
And I'm gonna drive in that baby at 115 miles per hour
Gettin' 1 mile per gallon,
Sucking down Quarter Pounder cheeseburgers from McDonald's
In the old fashioned non-biodegradable styrofoam containers
And when I'm done sucking down those greeseball burgers
I'm gonna wipe my mouth with the American flag
And then I'm gonna toss the styrofoam containers
right out the side
And there ain't a goddamn thing anybody can do about it
You know why, because we've got the bombs, that's why
2 words, nuclear fuckin' weapons, OK?!
Russia, Germany, Romania,
they can have all the democracy they want
They can have a big democracy cakewalk
Right through the middle of Tianamen Square
and it won't make a lick of difference
Because we've got the bombs, OK?!
John Wayne's not dead, he's frozen,
and as soon as we find a cure for cancer
We're gonna thaw out the Duke
and he's gonna be pretty pissed off
You know why,
Have you ever taken a cold shower,
well multiply that by 15 million times
That's how pissed off the Duke's gonna be!
I'm gonna get the Duke, and John Castive Eddies,
and Lee Marvin, and Sam Peckenthorp, and a case of whiskey,
and drive down to Texas...

(Hey! You know, you really are an asshole!)
Why don't you just shut up and sing the song, pal?
I'm an asshole (he's an asshole)
I'm an asshole (he's the world's biggest asshole)

A-S-S-H-O-L-E
Everybody
A-S-S-H-O-L-E

I'm an asshole and I'm proud of it.

We don't stop playing because we grow old; we grow old because we stop playing.
Check mijn band Glorybox
pi_9171455
quote:
Op zondag 16 maart 2003 21:42 schreef Svyatagor het volgende:

-knip-

I'm an asshole and I'm proud of it.


Even offtopic:
Hebben Lebbis en Jansen deze niet ook in het Nederlands gedaan? Lijkt er wel erg op...
Are you pondering what I'm pondering?
pi_9172063
Skik - Op fietse

Ik trap de fietse deur 't buulzand hen
op 'n zandpad tussen Slien en Erm
en as ik dadlijk even in Diphoorn ben
dan fiets ik deur
langs Ermerzand goa'k op Veenoord an
Neij Amsterdam en dan langs 't Dommersknaal
en as ik dan de kassen zie dan fiets ik deur

want ik wul aal wieder ik wul alles zien
de leste mooie dag van 't joar misschien
alhoewel 't met de winterdag ok donders mooi kan wezen

ik wul aal wieder deur noar Weiteveen
want achter op 't veld doar mag 'k graag wezen
a'k hier zo fietse en 't weijt nie slim
dan giet 't haost vanzelf

(chorus)
wie dot mij wat,
wie dot mij wat
wie dot mij wat vandage
'k heb de banden vol met wind
nee ik heb ja niks te klagen
wie dot mij wat,
wie dot mij wat
wie dot mij wat vandage
'k zol haost zeggen ja het mag wel zo

ik trap de fietse deur 't buulzand hen
op 'n zandpad langs de Duutse grens
ik denk da'k dalijk even kieken goa in't buutenland
de gruppe over, op noar Scheningsdorf
ik sta even te kieken bij'n iemenkorf
en ik stao hier even te denken wat za'k nou doen links of recht deur

want ik wul aal wieder nog naor Hebelmeer
'n kaorte he'k nie neudig want ik ken 't hier
want a'k daor dalijk over 'n slootie gao
dan ben'k weer terug in Nederland

ik wul aal weer wieder nog naor Barger-Compas
naor Klazienaveen-Noord en 't Oostersebos
a'k hier zo fietse en 't weijt nie slim
dan giet 't haost vanzelf

ik gao nou over Barger-Oosterveld
over 't schoelpattie kort daor bij de Honeywell
en dan recht deur tot de brugge van Oranjedorp
'n stukkie Bladderswieke en dan de Herendiek
en a'k pastoorse bos en de toren zie
dan fiets ik deur want 't weijt nie slim
't giet vandaag vanzelf

I'm dead Pete. Dead people don't like company. (Johnny Quid)
pi_9172624
dit is ongelofelijk.
ik zie het staan, "Hoe voel jij je? Uitgedrukt in songteksten"
gelijk komt "op fietse"in me op..........dus.
2x het zelfde liedje posten zo dom zijn, dus ik sluit mij bij u aan.
  dinsdag 18 maart 2003 @ 14:46:12 #47
49695 NemesisDivina
The Queen of Darkness
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Boudewijn de Groot - Welteruste Mijnheer de President

Mijnheer de president, welterusten.
Slaap maar lekker in je mooie witte huis.
Denk maar niet te veel aan al die verre kusten
waar uw jongens zitten, eenzaam, ver van thuis.
Denk vooral niet aan die zesenveertig doden,
die vergissing laatst met dat bombardement.
En vergeet het vierde van die tien geboden
die u als goed christen zeker kent.

Denk maar niet aan al die jonge frontsoldaten
eenzaam stervend in de verre tropennacht.
Laat die weke pacifistenkliek maar praten,
mijnheer de president, slaap zacht.

Droom maar van de overwinning en de zege,
droom maar van uw mooie vredesideaal
dat nog nooit door bloedig moorden is verkregen,
droom maar dat het u wel lukken zal dit maal.
Denk maar niet aan al die mensen die verrekken,
hoeveel vrouwen, hoeveel kinderen zijn vermoord.
Droom maar dat u aan het langste eind zult trekken
en geloof van al die tegenstand geen woord.

Bajonetten met bloedige gevesten
houden ver van hier op uw bevel de wacht
voor de glorie en de eer van het vrije westen.
Mijnheer de president, slaap zacht.

Schrik maar niet te erg wanneer u in uw dromen
al die schuldeloze slachtoffers ziet staan
die daarginds bij het gevecht zijn omgekomen
en u vragen hoe lang dit nog zo moet gaan.
En u zult toch ook zo langzaamaan wel weten
dat er mensen zijn die ziek zijn van geweld,
die het bloed en de ellende niet vergeten
en voor wie nog steeds een mensenleven telt.

Droom maar niet te veel van al die dode mensen,
droom maar fijn van overwinning en van macht.
Denk maar niet aan al die vredeswensen.
Mijnheer de president, slaap zacht.

vind die Bush zown eikel

KippKoRN I love you!
  dinsdag 18 maart 2003 @ 16:01:15 #48
43626 ElCondor
Geluk is Onmisbaar
pi_9207888
Ik heb een engel, en ik ben haar lief

Dit is hoe ik me voel:

Everything

Now I believe
that what I used to think was a lie
is really alive
Now I can see
there's only one thing to preach
Only one place to reach
And that's the highest

It's the strangest thing
that I can feel
So much

There is no reason,
there is no logic to feelings
'cause when love is the dealer
I'm addicted

So fascinated
I can't stop this constant craving
You're contagious

It's the strangest thing
that I can feel
so much for someone
somehow

It's the strangest thing
that I can feel
so much for someone
somehow

And I cannot hide
even if I try
You mean everything to me
Any fool can see
what you've done to me
You mean everything to me

When you're not here
I just cry
And when you're not here
I could die

And the best is still to come, dear
yeah, the best is still to come
for us

And the best is still to come, dear
And the best is still to come

It's the strangest thing
that I can feel
so much for someone
somehow

It's the strangest thing
that I can feel
so much for someone
somehow

And I cannot hide
even if I try
You mean everything to me
Any fool can see
what you've done to me
You mean everything to me

When you're not here
I just cry
And when you're not here
I could die

I could die
I could die
I could die

And I cannot hide
even if I try

Er zitten 365 dagen in een jaar en er zijn 366 redenen om te feesten (Boliviaans spreekwoord)
  dinsdag 18 maart 2003 @ 16:43:43 #49
38651 yozd
FR1908 Vakkie R
pi_9208971
Metallica - The Unforgiven
--
New blood joins this earth
and quikly he's subdued
through constant pain disgrace
the young boy learns their rules

with time the child draws in
this whipping boy done wrong
deprived of all his thoughts
the young man struggles on and on he's known
a vow unto his own
that never from this day
his will they'll take away

what I've felt
what I've known
never shined through in what I've shown
never be
never see
won't see what might have been

what I've felt
what I've known
never shined through in what I've shown
never free
never me
so I dub thee unforgiven

they dedicate their lives
to running all of his
he tries to please them all
this bitter man he is
throughout his life the same
he's battled constantly
this fight he cannot win
a tired man they see no longer cares
the old man then prepares
to die regretfully
that old man here is me

what I've felt
what I've known
never shined through in what I've shown
never be
never see
won't see what might have been

what I've felt
what I've known
never shined through in what I've shown
never free
never me
so I dub thee unforgiven

you labeled me
I'll label you
so I dub thee unforgiven

"On a good day, when I run, the voices in my head get quieter until it’s just me, my breath and my feet on the sand (Dexter, E5x09)."
  dinsdag 18 maart 2003 @ 20:40:04 #50
16284 WhitesoX
let's go bowling
pi_9215055
Counting Crows
Mr. Jones

I was down at the New Amsterdam staring at this
yellow-haired girl
Mr. Jones strikes up a conversation with this black-
haired flamenco dancer

She dances while his father plays guitar
She's suddenly beautiful
We all want something beautiful
I wish I was beautiful

So come dance this silence down through the morning

Cut up, Maria! Show me some of them Spanish dances
Pass me a bottle, Mr. Jones
Believe in me
Help me believe in anything
I want to be someone who believes

Mr. Jones and me tell each other fairy tales
Stare at the beautiful women
"She's looking at you. Ah, no, no, she's looking at me."
Smiling in the bright lights
Coming through in stereo
When everybody loves you, you can never be lonely

I will paint my picture
Paint myself in blue and red and black and gray
All of the beautiful colors are very very meaningful
Gray is my favorite color
I felt so symbolic yesterday
If I knew Picasso
I would buy myself a gray guitar and play

Mr. Jones and me look into the future
Stare at the beautiful women
"She's looking at you.
I don't think so. She's looking at me."
Standing in the spotlight
I bought myself a gray guitar
When everybody loves me, I will never be lonely

I want to be a lion
Everybody wants to pass as cats
We all want to be big big stars, but we got different
reasons for that
Believe in me because I don't believe in anything
and I want to be someone to believe

Mr. Jones and me stumbling through the barrio
Yeah we stare at the beautiful women
"She's perfect for you, Man, there's got to be
somebody for me."
I want to be Bob Dylan
Mr. Jones wishes he was someone just a little more funky
When everybody loves you, son, that's just about as
funky as you can be

Mr. Jones and me staring at the video
when I look at the television, I want to see me staring
right back at me
We all want to be big stars, but we don't know why
and we don't know how
But when everybody loves me, I'm going to be just
about as happy as I can be

Mr. Jones and me, we don't see eachother much anymore

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