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Ik ookquote:Op donderdag 28 december 2006 23:17 schreef djenneke het volgende:
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Daar is niet iedereen het mee eens.
Maar ik wel.
You leave in the morning
With everything you own
In a little black case
Alone on a platform
The wind and the rain
On a sad and lonely face
Mother will never understand
Why you had to leave
But the answers you seek
Will never be found at home
The love that you need
Will never be found at home
Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away.
Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away.
Pushed around and kicked around
Always a lonely boy
You were the one
That they'd talk about around town
As they put you down
And as hard as they would try
They'd hurt to make you cry
But you never cried to them
Just to your soul
No you never cried to them
Just to your soul
Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away.
Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away.
Cry, boy, cry...
You leave in the morning
With everything you own
In a little black case
Alone on a platform
The wind and the rain
On a sad and lonely face
Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away.
Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away.
With everything you own
In a little black case
Alone on a platform
The wind and the rain
On a sad and lonely face
Mother will never understand
Why you had to leave
But the answers you seek
Will never be found at home
The love that you need
Will never be found at home
Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away.
Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away.
Pushed around and kicked around
Always a lonely boy
You were the one
That they'd talk about around town
As they put you down
And as hard as they would try
They'd hurt to make you cry
But you never cried to them
Just to your soul
No you never cried to them
Just to your soul
Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away.
Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away.
Cry, boy, cry...
You leave in the morning
With everything you own
In a little black case
Alone on a platform
The wind and the rain
On a sad and lonely face
Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away.
Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away.
Make love, not war ☮
Bronski Beat
Bronski Beat
"Bijna niemand durft de islam te bekritiseren en te bespotten zoals dat met het christendom werd en wordt gedaan, terwijl daar gezien het totalitaire en onderdrukkende karakter van de islam toch alle reden toe is." ~ H.Heeresma
Bronski Beat! Geweldig nummer!
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* DoGgie heeft zijn koptelefoon maar weer opgezet
Was gelukkig net op tijd voor Hair. Hoewel ik dit wel een mindere uitvoering vind.
Was gelukkig net op tijd voor Hair. Hoewel ik dit wel een mindere uitvoering vind.
'It's like what Lenin said... you look for the person who will benefit, and, uh, uh... '
"Please don't argue with me. My brain's only just about capable of stopping me farting in front of you."
"Please don't argue with me. My brain's only just about capable of stopping me farting in front of you."
Is een leuke topicquote:Op donderdag 28 december 2006 23:17 schreef djenneke het volgende:
Dit topic is mooi, ik voel me jong
Supermarktachtergrond muzak.quote:Op donderdag 28 december 2006 23:19 schreef nipeng het volgende:
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Wat moet je anders met deze muzak...
There is no greater joy than be taken for an imbecile by an idiot. (Oscar Wilde)
Poef.....gone! ©golfer
Poef.....gone! ©golfer
Sadness on your face
I Ask for so Little. Just Fear Me, Love Me, Do as I Say, and I Will Be Your Slave.
User van NWS zei: Maak van internet een schoner riool! YES WE CAN!
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Rod stewart - Waltzing Mathilde, compleet nieuw, stond er nooit eerder in
Het beste adres voor al uw primeurs!
quote:Op donderdag 28 december 2006 23:17 schreef djenneke het volgende:
Dit topic is mooi, ik voel me jong
Erst kommt das Fressen und dann kommt die Moral
Hadden ze wat mij betreft ook prima zo mogen houdenquote:Op donderdag 28 december 2006 23:20 schreef Scorpion_17 het volgende:
Rod stewart - Waltzing Mathilde, compleet nieuw, stond er nooit eerder in
I'm just a Soul whose Intentions are Good
Hij zegt het zelf al :quote:Op donderdag 28 december 2006 23:19 schreef nipeng het volgende:
Wat moet je anders met deze muzak...
Ik ben wel een fan van Rod Steward, maar dit nummer vind ik dus echt niks.
There is no greater joy than be taken for an imbecile by an idiot. (Oscar Wilde)
Poef.....gone! ©golfer
Poef.....gone! ©golfer
Volledig terecht dat dit erin stat!
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Niet eens die van Tom Waitsquote:Op donderdag 28 december 2006 23:20 schreef Scorpion_17 het volgende:
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'It's like what Lenin said... you look for the person who will benefit, and, uh, uh... '
"Please don't argue with me. My brain's only just about capable of stopping me farting in front of you."
"Please don't argue with me. My brain's only just about capable of stopping me farting in front of you."
Is dat Nelly Furtado rechtsonderin?quote:
"Bijna niemand durft de islam te bekritiseren en te bespotten zoals dat met het christendom werd en wordt gedaan, terwijl daar gezien het totalitaire en onderdrukkende karakter van de islam toch alle reden toe is." ~ H.Heeresma
quote:Op donderdag 28 december 2006 23:20 schreef Bluezz het volgende:
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Hij zegt het zelf al :
[afbeelding]
Erst kommt das Fressen und dann kommt die Moral
Gotver... gaan ze m afbreken!
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Wasted and wounded
And it ain't what the moon did
I got what I paid for now
See you tomorrow
Hey Frank can I borrow
A couple of bucks from you
To go waltzing Matilda waltzing Matilda
You'll go waltzing Matilda with me
I'm an innocent victim
of a blinded alley
And I'm tired of all these soldiers here
No-one speaks English
And everything's broken
And my strength is soaking away
To go waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda
You'll go a waltzing Malitda with me
Now the dogs they are barking
and the taxi cab's parking
A lot they can do for me
I begged you to stab me
You tore my shirt open
And I'm down on my knees tonight
Old bushmills I staggered
You buried the dagger
Your silhouette window light
To go waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda
You'll go a waltzing Matilda with me
Now I've lost my St. Christopher
Now that I kissed her
And the one-arm bandit knows
And the maverick Chinaman
with the cold-blooded sigh
And the girls down by the striptease shows go
Waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda
You'll go a waltzing Matilda with me
No I don't want your sympathy
Fugitives say
that the streets aren't for dreaming now
Manslaughter dragnet
and the ghost that sells memories
Want a piece of the action anyhow
Go waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda
You'll go waltzing Matilda with me
And you can ask any sailor
And the keys from the jailor
And the old men in wheelchairs know
That Matilda's the defendant
She killed about a hundred
And she follows wherever you may go
Waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda
You'll go waltzing Matilda with me
And it's a battered old suitcase
in a hotel someplace
And a wound that would never heal
No prima donnas the perfume is on
and old shirt that is stained with blood and whiskey
And goodnight to the street-sweepers,
The night watchmen flame-keepers
And goodnight Matilda too
Goodnight Matilda too.
And it ain't what the moon did
I got what I paid for now
See you tomorrow
Hey Frank can I borrow
A couple of bucks from you
To go waltzing Matilda waltzing Matilda
You'll go waltzing Matilda with me
I'm an innocent victim
of a blinded alley
And I'm tired of all these soldiers here
No-one speaks English
And everything's broken
And my strength is soaking away
To go waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda
You'll go a waltzing Malitda with me
Now the dogs they are barking
and the taxi cab's parking
A lot they can do for me
I begged you to stab me
You tore my shirt open
And I'm down on my knees tonight
Old bushmills I staggered
You buried the dagger
Your silhouette window light
To go waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda
You'll go a waltzing Matilda with me
Now I've lost my St. Christopher
Now that I kissed her
And the one-arm bandit knows
And the maverick Chinaman
with the cold-blooded sigh
And the girls down by the striptease shows go
Waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda
You'll go a waltzing Matilda with me
No I don't want your sympathy
Fugitives say
that the streets aren't for dreaming now
Manslaughter dragnet
and the ghost that sells memories
Want a piece of the action anyhow
Go waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda
You'll go waltzing Matilda with me
And you can ask any sailor
And the keys from the jailor
And the old men in wheelchairs know
That Matilda's the defendant
She killed about a hundred
And she follows wherever you may go
Waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda
You'll go waltzing Matilda with me
And it's a battered old suitcase
in a hotel someplace
And a wound that would never heal
No prima donnas the perfume is on
and old shirt that is stained with blood and whiskey
And goodnight to the street-sweepers,
The night watchmen flame-keepers
And goodnight Matilda too
Goodnight Matilda too.
Make love, not war ☮
ben jij blind?quote:Op donderdag 28 december 2006 23:20 schreef Ferdo het volgende:
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Is dat Nelly Furtado rechtsonderin?
I'm just a Soul whose Intentions are Good
Die is idd veel mooier!quote:Op donderdag 28 december 2006 23:20 schreef Disciple_of_Guinness het volgende:
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Niet eens die van Tom Waits
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Ik vind dit wel OK.quote:Op donderdag 28 december 2006 23:20 schreef golfer het volgende:
Ik ben wel een fan van Rod Steward, maar dit nummer vind ik dus echt niks.
Erst kommt das Fressen und dann kommt die Moral
quote:Op donderdag 28 december 2006 23:20 schreef peaceman het volgende:
Volledig terecht dat dit erin stat!
I'm just a Soul whose Intentions are Good
Man wat gaan jullie snel zeg.... ik moet ook nog songteksten zoeken, kan jullie bijna niet bijhouden/lezen....
Deze was trouwens erg lastig te vinden, maar het is gelukt
Deze was trouwens erg lastig te vinden, maar het is gelukt
Make love, not war ☮
Dan zingik hem maar met een gare doorgerookte en doorgedronken stem mee.
Deze versie is te gepolijst
Deze versie is te gepolijst
'It's like what Lenin said... you look for the person who will benefit, and, uh, uh... '
"Please don't argue with me. My brain's only just about capable of stopping me farting in front of you."
"Please don't argue with me. My brain's only just about capable of stopping me farting in front of you."
En staat ook veel hoger, op 198.quote:
"Bijna niemand durft de islam te bekritiseren en te bespotten zoals dat met het christendom werd en wordt gedaan, terwijl daar gezien het totalitaire en onderdrukkende karakter van de islam toch alle reden toe is." ~ H.Heeresma
Is ook wel ok, maar die van Tom Waits zuigt dieper je ziel in...
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quote:
'It's like what Lenin said... you look for the person who will benefit, and, uh, uh... '
"Please don't argue with me. My brain's only just about capable of stopping me farting in front of you."
"Please don't argue with me. My brain's only just about capable of stopping me farting in front of you."
Zuigen doet het dan weer wel ja.quote:Op donderdag 28 december 2006 23:24 schreef peaceman het volgende:
Is ook wel ok, maar die van Tom Waits zuigt dieper je ziel in...
I'm just a Soul whose Intentions are Good
Every generation
Blames the one before
And all of their frustrations
Come beating on your door
I know that I'm a prisoner
To all my Father held so dear
I know that I'm a hostage
To all his hopes and fears
I just wish I could have told him in the living years
Crumpled bits of paper
Filled with imperfect thought
Stilted conversations
I'm afraid that's all we've got
You say you just don't see it
He says it's perfect sense
You just can't get agreement
In this present tense
We all talk a different language
Talking in defence
Say it loud, say it clear
You can listen as well as you hear
It's too late when we die
To admit we don't see eye to eye
So we open up a quarrel
Between the present and the past
We only sacrifice the future
It's the bitterness that lasts
So Don't yield to the fortunes
You sometimes see as fate
It may have a new perspective
On a different day
And if you don't give up, and don't give in
You may just be O.K.
Say it loud, say it clear
You can listen as well as you hear
It's too late when we die
To admit we don't see eye to eye
I wasn't there that morning
When my Father passed away
I didn't get to tell him
All the things I had to say
I think I caught his spirit
Later that same year
I'm sure I heard his echo
In my baby's new born tears
I just wish I could have told him in the living years
Say it loud, say it clear
You can listen as well as you hear
It's too late when we die
To admit we don't see eye to eye
Blames the one before
And all of their frustrations
Come beating on your door
I know that I'm a prisoner
To all my Father held so dear
I know that I'm a hostage
To all his hopes and fears
I just wish I could have told him in the living years
Crumpled bits of paper
Filled with imperfect thought
Stilted conversations
I'm afraid that's all we've got
You say you just don't see it
He says it's perfect sense
You just can't get agreement
In this present tense
We all talk a different language
Talking in defence
Say it loud, say it clear
You can listen as well as you hear
It's too late when we die
To admit we don't see eye to eye
So we open up a quarrel
Between the present and the past
We only sacrifice the future
It's the bitterness that lasts
So Don't yield to the fortunes
You sometimes see as fate
It may have a new perspective
On a different day
And if you don't give up, and don't give in
You may just be O.K.
Say it loud, say it clear
You can listen as well as you hear
It's too late when we die
To admit we don't see eye to eye
I wasn't there that morning
When my Father passed away
I didn't get to tell him
All the things I had to say
I think I caught his spirit
Later that same year
I'm sure I heard his echo
In my baby's new born tears
I just wish I could have told him in the living years
Say it loud, say it clear
You can listen as well as you hear
It's too late when we die
To admit we don't see eye to eye
Make love, not war ☮
australisch volkslied????
'It's like what Lenin said... you look for the person who will benefit, and, uh, uh... '
"Please don't argue with me. My brain's only just about capable of stopping me farting in front of you."
"Please don't argue with me. My brain's only just about capable of stopping me farting in front of you."
Jaquote:Op donderdag 28 december 2006 23:27 schreef Disciple_of_Guinness het volgende:
australisch volkslied????
