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Spitzy (!)

Ble Medlem: 17 Mar 2003 Innlegg: 115 Bosted: Oslo
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I am a rock, Simon and Garfunkel
A winterâs day
In a deep and dark december;
I am alone,
Gazing from my window to the streets below
On a freshly fallen silent shroud of snow.
I am a rock,
I am an island.
Iâve built walls,
A fortress deep and mighty,
That none may penetrate.
I have no need of friendship; friendship causes pain.
Itâs laughter and itâs loving I disdain.
I am a rock,
I am an island.
Donât talk of love,
But Iâve heard the words before;
Itâs sleeping in my memory.
I wonât disturb the slumber of feelings that have died.
If I never loved I never would have cried.
I am a rock,
I am an island.
I have my books
And my poetry to protect me;
I am shielded in my armor,
Hiding in my room, safe within my womb.
I touch no one and no one touches me.
I am a rock,
I am an island.
And a rock feels no pain;
And an island never cries.
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_________________ Errare humanum est.
Skrevet: Tor 25 Mar 2004, 19:24 |
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Cilie
Varm i trĂžya


Ble Medlem: 25 Mar 2004 Innlegg: 52 Bosted: *peker* Deeer!
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The Kinslayer - Nightwish
For whom the gun tolls
For whom the prey weeps
Bow before a war
Call it religion
Some wounds never heal
Some tears never will
Dry for the unkind
Cry for mankind
Even the dead cry
-Their only comfort
Kill your friend, I don't care
Orchid kids, blinded stare
Need to understand
No need to forgive
No truth no sense left to be followed
"Facing this unbearable fear like meeting an old friend"
"Time to die, poor mates, You made me what I am!"
"In this world of a million religions, everyone prays the same way"
"Your praying is in vain. It'll all be over soon"
"Father help me, save me a place by your side!"
"There is no god, Our creed is but for ourselves"
"Not a hero, unless you die Our species eat the wounded ones"
"Drunk with the blood of your wictims
I do feel your pity-wanting pain
Lust for fame, a deadly game"
"Run away with your impeccable kin!"
"-Good wombs hath borne bad sons.."
Cursing, God, why?
Flling for every lie
Survivors' guilt
In us forevermore
15 candles
Redeemers of this world
Dwell in hypocrisy:
"how were we supposed to know?"
"-In memory of the Redeemers 20.4-1999"
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_________________ Det er den siste blomsten du lukter pÄ som Äpner kjÞleskapet!
Skrevet: Tor 25 Mar 2004, 20:13 |
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toth42
Cowboy


Ble Medlem: 04 Nov 2003 Innlegg: 4849 Bosted: Det blide sĂžrland
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NIGHTWISH
Nymphomaniac Fantasia
The scent of a woman was not mine...
Welcome home darling
Did you miss me?
Wish to dwell in dear love?
Touch my milklike skin
Feel the ocean
Lick my deepest
Hear the starry choir
Rip off this lace
That keeps me imprisoned
But beware of the enchantment
For my eroticism is oblivion
Old love lies deep you said
Deeper shall be the wound between your legs
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I reject your reality - and substitute my own.
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always eat the yellow snow - it could be beer!
Skrevet: Fre 26 Mar 2004, 11:12 |
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sharee
Slushpuppy!


Ble Medlem: 09 Sep 2003 Innlegg: 2291 Bosted: Trondheim
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forget when words were only words
she knows the party makes me nervous
in this stage we canât get hurt
donât try to understand me
weâre too cool to be alone
but, not too crazy to get busted
I found out one life ainât enough
I need another soul to feed on
Iâm the flame I canât get burnt
Iâm wholly understated
I found silence in this space
an on and off again attraction
I need such amazing grace
heaven sweep me away
(chorus)
love donât change, donât come around here
donât wear my heart on your sleeve
like a high school letter
donât strain, cuz nothing ever comes from it
and the people weâve become, well
theyâve never been the people who we are
I strap on one horse and prayed for luck
I dug another hole to bleed
I know exactly how this works
I need a new feel dirty
I donât need you crowding up my space
I just want to get inside you
you canât blame the heart you save
giving something away
(chorus)
I dreamed that the world was crumbling down
we sat on my back porch and watched it
I dreamed that the buildings all fell down
we sat on my back porch and watched it
in my head I heard the sound
like fifteen strangers dancing
but oh how I want you to know me
oh how I want you to know me
oh how I wish I was somebody else, baby
oh how I wish you could own me
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_________________ Fiction is obliged to stick to possibilities. Truth isn't.
Reality is what you make of it.
Skrevet: Tir 30 Mar 2004, 19:25 |
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Baj
Crash Test Dummy


Ble Medlem: 09 Mar 2003 Innlegg: 2224 Bosted: Asker
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John Prine hadde originalt denne lÄten, men det finnes en langt mer trivelig versjon sunget av Billy Bragg og Michael Stipe. Fin sang.
John Prine - Hello In There
We had an apartment in the city,
Me and Loretta liked living there.
Well, it'd been years since the kids had grown,
A life of their own left us alone.
John and Linda live in Omaha,
And Joe is somewhere on the road.
We lost Davy in the Korean war,
And I still don't know what for, don't matter anymore.
Ya' know that old trees just grow stronger,
And old rivers grow wilder ev'ry day.
Old people just grow lonesome
Waiting for someone to say, "Hello in there, hello."
Me and Loretta, we don't talk much more,
She sits and stares through the back door screen.
And all the news just repeats itself
Like some forgotten dream that we've both seen.
Someday I'll go and call up Rudy,
We worked together at the factory.
But what could I say if asks "What's new?"
"Nothing, what's with you? Nothing much to do."
Ya' know that old trees just grow stronger,
And old rivers grow wilder ev'ry day.
Old people just grow lonesome
Waiting for someone to say, "Hello in there, hello."
So if you're walking down the street sometime
And spot some hollow ancient eyes,
Please don't just pass 'em by and stare
As if you didn't care, say, "Hello in there, hello."
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_________________ "Yes, a person's life does pass before their eyes before they die. This process is called 'living.'"
-- Death (Terry Pratchett: The Last Continent) --
www.baj.no / www.dsgf.no / www.galeforbundet.no
Skrevet: Tor 08 Apr 2004, 04:55 |
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Norunn
Hurrafantastisk


Ble Medlem: 11 Mar 2003 Innlegg: 1025 Bosted: Frekhaug
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George Harrison med "My Sweet Lord" har ein av dei finaste tekstane eg veit om. Nydeleg song.
My sweet lord
Hm, my lord
Hm, my lord
I really want to see you
Really want to be with you
Really want to see you lord
But it takes so long, my lord
My sweet lord
Hm, my lord
Hm, my lord
I really want to know you
Really want to go with you
Really want to show you lord
That it won't take long, my lord (hallelujah)
My sweet lord (hallelujah)
Hm, my lord (hallelujah)
My sweet lord (hallelujah)
I really want to see you
Really want to see you
Really want to see you, lord
Really want to see you, lord
But it takes so long, my lord (hallelujah)
My sweet lord (hallelujah)
Hm, my lord (hallelujah)
My, my, my lord (hallelujah)
I really want to know you (hallelujah)
Really want to go with you (hallelujah)
Really want to show you lord (aaah)
That it won't take long, my lord (hallelujah)
Hmm (hallelujah)
My sweet lord (hallelujah)
My, my, lord (hallelujah)
Hm, my lord (hare krishna)
My, my, my lord (hare krishna)
Oh hm, my sweet lord (krishna, krishna)
Oh-uuh-uh (hare hare)
Now, I really want to see you (hare rama)
Really want to be with you (hare rama)
Really want to see you lord (aaah)
But it takes so long, my lord (hallelujah)
Hm, my lord (hallelujah)
My, my, my lord (hare krishna)
My sweet lord (hare krishna)
My sweet lord (krishna krishna)
My lord (hare hare)
Hm, hm (Gurur Brahma)
Hm, hm (Gurur Vishnu)
Hm, hm (Gurur Devo)
Hm, hm (Maheshwara)
My sweet lord (Gurur Sakshaat)
My sweet lord (Parabrahma)
My, my, my lord (Tasmayi Shree)
My, my, my, my lord (Guruve Namah)
My sweet lord (Hare Rama)
[fade:]
(hare krishna)
My sweet lord (hare krishna)
My sweet lord (krishna krishna)
My lord (hare hare)
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_________________ Sugar plum fairy, sugar plum fairy.
Skrevet: Tor 08 Apr 2004, 07:23 |
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Norunn
Hurrafantastisk


Ble Medlem: 11 Mar 2003 Innlegg: 1025 Bosted: Frekhaug
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Hih, denne songen har eg berre hÞyrd eit par gongar, men den er kul. KjÞpte meg nemleg The Rutles - Archaeology. The Rutles er eit slags parodiband pÄ Beatles. Her kjem ihvertfall teksten:
Questionnaire
Hey mister man in the street - excuse me
Do you have a few moments to spare? Oh yeah...
Don't worry, I'm not trying to sell you anything you wouldn't want
I'm just a questionnaire...
Tell me what you think about this low-fat diet shampoo
Do you think it's Crunchy, Half-Cruncy, or Not Crunchy at all?
Put a tick in the appropriate box - there's nothing to it...
Yes/No/Don't Know - I Don't Care
I'm only a Questionnaire, only a Questionnaire...
Please mister man in the street - believe me
I'm only doing my job and I need to know
everything about you, take it easy, all you gotta do
Is answer 'yes' or 'no'...
Tell me what think about the Devil and the Deep Blue Sea
Do you think there's one True God, a False God, or No God at all?
Put a tick in the appropriate box - there's nothing to it...
Yes/No/Don't Know - I Don't Care
I'm only a Questionnaire...
Yes/No/Don't Know - I Don't Care
I'm only a Questionnaire, only a Questionnaire...
..Now can you
Tell me what you think about how easy it can be to buy a gun?
Do you think it's Crazy, Half Crazy, or Not Crazy at all?
Put a tick in the appropriate box...
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_________________ Sugar plum fairy, sugar plum fairy.
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krusemynte
OoaHelaNatten


Ble Medlem: 10 Mai 2003 Innlegg: 678 Bosted: MÄnen
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Coldplay - A rush of blood to the head
He said I'm gonna buy this place and burn it down
I'm gonna put it six feet underground
He said I'm gonna buy this place and watch it fall
Stand here beside me baby in the crumbling walls
Oh I'm gonna buy this place and start a fire
Stand here until I fill all your heart's desires
Because I'm gonna buy this place and see it burn
And do back the things they did to you in return
Ah, ah, ah
He said Oh I'm gonna buy a gun and start a war
If you can tell me something worth fighting for
Oh I'm gonna buy this place is what I said
Blame it upon a rush of blood to head
(And) honey
All the movements your starting to make
See me crumble and fall on my face
And I know the mistakes that I made
See it all disappear without a trace
And they call as they beckon you on
They say start as you mean to go on
Start as you mean to go on
He said I'm gonna buy this place and see it go
Stand here beside me baby watch the orange glow
Some'll laugh and some just sit and cry
But you just sit down then you wonder why
So I'm gonna buy a gun and start a war
If you can tell me something worth fighting for
And I'm gonna buy this place is what I said
Blame it upon a rush of blood to the head
ah to the head, oh
(And) honey
All the movements you're starting to make
See me crumble and fall on my face
And I know the mistakes that I made
See it all disappear without a trace
And they call as they beckon you on
They say start as you mean to go on
As you mean to go on, as you mean to go on
So meet me by the bridge, meet me by the lane
When am I gonna see that pretty face again
Meet me on the road, meet me where I said
Blame it all upon
A rush of blood to the head
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_________________ Hulder..
Skrevet: Tor 08 Apr 2004, 18:43 |
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rotta
OoaHelaNatten


Ble Medlem: 11 Mar 2004 Innlegg: 457 Bosted: lothlorien. ok da, oslo.
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pink floyd - the trial
Good morning, the worm, your honour,
The crown will plainly show,
The prisoner who now stands before you,
Was caught red-handed showing feelings.
Showing feelings of an almost human nature.
This will not do.
Call the schoolmaster!
I always said heâd come to no good,
In the end, your honour.
If theyâd let me have my way,
I could have flayed him into shape.
But my hands were tied.
The bleeding hearts and artists,
Let him get away with murder.
Let me hammer him today.
Crazy.
Toys in the attic, I am crazy.
Truly gone fishing.
They must have taken my marbles away.
(crazy. toys in the attic, he is crazy.)
You little shit, youâre in it now.
I hope they throw away the key.
You shouldâve talked to me more often than you did.
But no! you had to go your own way.
Have you broken any homes up lately?
Just five minutes, worm, your honour,
Him and me alone.
Baaaaaabe!
Come to mother, baby.
Let me hold you in my arms.
Mâlord, I never meant for him to get in any trouble.
Whyâd he ever have to leave me?
Worm, your honour, let me take him home.
Crazy.
Over the rainbow, I am crazy.
Bars in the window.
There must have been a door there in the wall.
For when I came in. . .
(crazy. over the rainbow, he is crazy.)
The evidence before the court is incontravertible.
Thereâs no need for the jury to retire.
In all my years of judging I have never heard before,
Of someone more deserving of the full penalty of the law.
The way you made them suffer,
Your exquisite wife and mother,
Fills me with the urge to deficate! -- no, judge, the jury!
Since, my friend, you have revealed your deepest fear,
I sentence you to be exposed before your peers.
Tear down the wall!
frank zappa - bobby brown
Hey there, people, I'm Bobby Brown
They say I'm the cutest boy in town
My car is fast, my teeth are shiney
I tell all the girls they can kiss my heinie
Here I am at a famous school
I'm dressin' sharp 'n' I'm
actin' cool
I got a cheerleader here wants to help with my paper
Let her do all the work 'n' maybe later I'll rape her
Oh God I am the American dream
I do not think I'm too extreme
An' I'm a handsome sonofabitch
I'm gonna get a good job 'n' be real rich
(get a good
get a good
get a good
get a good job)
Women's Liberation
Came creepin' across the nation
I tell you people I was not ready
When I fucked this dyke by the name of Freddie
She made a little speech then,
Aw, she tried to make me say "when"
She had my balls in a vice, but she left the dick
I guess it's still hooked on, but now it shoots too quick
Oh God I am the American dream
But now I smell like Vaseline
An' I'm a miserable sonofabitch
Am I a boy or a lady...I don't know which
(I wonder wonder
wonder wonder)
So I went out 'n' bought me a leisure suit
I jingle my change, but I'm still kinda cute
Got a job doin' radio promo
An' none of the jocks can even tell I'm a homo
Eventually me 'n' a friend
Sorta drifted along into S&M
I can take about an hour on the tower of power
'Long as I gets a little golden shower
Oh God I am the American dream
With a spindle up my butt till it makes me scream
An' I'll do anything to get a head
I lay awake nights sayin', "Thank you, Fred!"
Oh God, oh God, I'm so fantastic!
Thanks to Freddie, I'm a sexual spastic
And my name is Bobby Brown
Watch me now, I'm goin down,
And my name is Bobby Brown
Watch me now, I'm goin down,
And my name is Bobby Brown
Watch me now, I'm goin down....
morsomme tekstene
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_________________ Smil
og du fÄr en stÞvel
midt mellom Ăžynene
smil
likevel
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Sytemarvin
OoaHelaNatten


Ble Medlem: 03 Aug 2003 Innlegg: 408 Bosted: Oslo
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Toad_T skrev: | tenkte nok pÄ mad season jeg.
men har visst tears for fears mad world pÄ mp3. fÄr sjekke ut etterpÄ. |
Neiiiiiii *hate tears for fears*
rotta skrev: | pink floyd - the trial |
Jaaaaaa *elske pink floyd*
Smashing Pumpkins - Ugly
i don't look in the mirror
i don't like what i see staring back at me
everything is clearer
i'll never see what you see
it's not me
so beautiful and free
i'll never be what you need
can't help at all
i was born so beautiful
but now i'm ugly
and i rot in my skin
as a piece of me dies everyday
i know i'm nothing
i know there's nothing i can say
to change
the judgment in their ways
i'll never be what you need
can't help at all
my love was so beautiful
but now i'm ugly
i'm good enough, but i don't care
i'm good enough, but i'm not there
i'm good enough, but i don't care
the sun is out, but i'm not there
i don't look in the mirror
i don't like what i see staring back at me
everything is clearer
i'll never see what you see
and i rot in my skin
as a piece of me dies everyday
i know i'm nothing
because i'm ugly
The Distillers - Hate me
I cant be this now
Its not me anymore
I really tried Ive tried
Attempted suicide
Fucking convulsing and
Constantly denied
Subcountaing me somewhere
Inside
Scratching the walls of my glass coffin
Scraping raping
My nails on the glass on the bottom
Is there an end where does this end
If i were you i'd fucking hate me too
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theJack
OoaHelaNatten


Ble Medlem: 12 Apr 2004 Innlegg: 485 Bosted: Oslo
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The Jack av AC/DC
Denne finnes i flere utgaver, og handler
egentlig ikke om kortspill.
She gave me the Queen
She gave me the King
She was wheelin' and dealing
Just doing her thing
She was holding a pair
But I had to try
Her deuce was wild
But my ace was high
But how was I to know that she'd been dealt with before?
Said she'd never had a full house, but I should have known
From the tattoo on her left leg, and the garter on her right
She'd have the card to bring me down, if she played it right!
She's got the Jack x8
She's got the Jack, Jack...
She's got the Jack
Pokerface was her name
Pokerface was her nature
Poker straight was the game
If she knew she could get you
She was playing them fast
She was playing them hard
She could close her eyes
And feel every card
But how was I to know that she'd been shuffeled before?
Said she'd never had a royal flush, but I... I should have known
That all the cards were coming from the bottom of the pack
And if I'd known what she was dealing out, I'd have dealt it back!
She's got the Jack...
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Voon
Jenkadanserinne


Ble Medlem: 11 Mar 2003 Innlegg: 3937 Bosted: Heggedal
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Trapt - "Still Frame"
Denne sangen her gjĂžr noe rart med meg om dagen..
Den er superflott i alle fall.
Please help me 'cause im breaking down, this pictures frozen and i cant get out
Please help me 'cause im breaking down, this pictures frozen and i cant get out of here
Believe me, im just as lost as you
Believe me, im just as lost as you
an every time i think ive finally made it
I learn im farther away than i have ever been before
I see the clock and its ticking away, and the hourglass empty
What the F***do i have to say
Please help me 'cause im breaking down, this pictures frozen and i cant get out
Please help me 'cause im breaking down, this pictures frozen and i cant get out of here
Believe me, im just as lost as you
Believe me, im just as lost as you
Keep it inside, the image portrayed
As if i couldnt stand losing as if I couldn't be saved, no way
A small confession I think im starting to lose it
I think im drifting away from the people i really need
A small reflection on when we were younger
We had it all figured out 'cause we had everything covered
Now were older its getting harder to see
What this future will hold for us, what the F*** are we going to be?
Please help me 'cause im breaking down, this pictures frozen and i cant get out
Please help me 'cause im breaking down, this pictures frozen and i cant get out of here
Believe me, im just as lost as you
Believe me, im just as lost as you
So lost, I'm just as lost as you
Oh well what am i going to do
I'm afraid im falling farther away (from where i want to be)
Please help me 'cause im breaking down, this pictures frozen and i cant get out
Please help me 'cause im breaking down, this pictures frozen and i cant get out of here
Believe me, im just as lost as you
Believe me, im just as lost as you
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_________________ Angels fly because they take themselves lightly
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wertoi
Slushpuppy!


Ble Medlem: 24 Feb 2004 Innlegg: 2113
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Bob Dylan - ''Black Diamond Bay''
Up on the white veranda
She wears a necktie and a panama hat.
Her passport shows a face
From another time and place
She looks nothin' like that.
And all the remnants of her recent past
Are scattered in the wild wind.
She walks across the marble floor
Where a voice from the gambling room is callin' her to come on in.
She smiles, walks the other way
As the last ship sails and the moon fades away
From black diamond bay.
As the mornin' light breaks open, the greek comes down
And he asks for a rope and a pen that will write.
"pardon, monsieur," the desk clerk says,
Carefully removes his fez,
"am i hearin' you right?"
And as the yellow fog is liftin'
The greek is quickly headin' for the second floor.
She passes him on the spiral staircase
Thinkin' he's the soviet ambassador,
She starts to speak, but he walks away
As the storm clouds rise and the palm branches sway
On black diamond bay.
A soldier sits beneath the fan
Doin' business with a tiny man who sells him a ring.
Lightning strikes, the lights blow out.
The desk clerk wakes and begins to shout,
"can you see anything?"
Then the greek appears on the second floor
In his bare feet with a rope around his neck,
While a loser in the gambling room lights up a candle,
Says, "open up another deck."
But the dealer says, "attendez-vous, s'il vous plait,''
As the rain beats down and the cranes fly away
From black diamond bay.
The desk clerk heard the woman laugh
As he looked around the aftermath and the soldier got tough.
He tried to grab the woman's hand,
Said, "here's a ring, it cost a grand."
She said, "that ain't enough."
Then she ran upstairs to pack her bags
While a horse-drawn taxi waited at the curb.
She passed the door that the greek had locked,
Where a handwritten sign read, "do not disturb."
She knocked upon it anyway
As the sun went down and the music did play
On black diamond bay.
"i've got to talk to someone quick!"
But the greek said, "go away," and he kicked the chair to the floor.
He hung there from the chandelier.
She cried, "help, there's danger near
Please open up the door!"
Then the volcano erupted
And the lava flowed down from the mountain high above.
The soldier and the tiny man were crouched in the corner
Thinking of forbidden love.
But the desk clerk said, "it happens every day,"
As the stars fell down and the fields burned away
On black diamond bay.
As the island slowly sank
The loser finally broke the bank in the gambling room.
The dealer said, "it's too late now.
You can take your money, but i don't know how
You'll spend it in the tomb."
The tiny man bit the soldier's ear
As the floor caved in and the boiler in the basement blew,
While she's out on the balcony, where a stranger tells her,
"my darling, je vous aime beaucoup."
She sheds a tear and then begins to pray
As the fire burns on and the smoke drifts away
From black diamond bay.
I was sittin' home alone one night
in L.A. watchin' old cronkite on the seven o'clock news.
It seems there was an earthquake that
Left nothin' but a panama hat
And a pair of old greek shoes.
Didn't seem like much was happenin',
So i turned it off and went to grab another beer.
Seems like every time you turn around
There's another hard-luck story that you're gonna hear
And there's really nothin' anyone can say
And i never did plan to go anyway
To black diamond bay.
Dylan har skrevet utrolig mange flotte sanger, og mange, som denne forteller en historie.
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- Tom Waits
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Sytemarvin
OoaHelaNatten


Ble Medlem: 03 Aug 2003 Innlegg: 408 Bosted: Oslo
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Buzzcocks - I don't know what to do with my life
I don't know what to do with my life
Should I give it up and make a new start
I don't know what to do with my life
'Cos the one I've got just tears me apart
I can't wake up in the morning
And I can't get to sleep at night
I'm not expecting things to be perfect
But a high success rate would be nice
I don't know what to do with my life
I don't know what's gone wrong with my life
But you know I never do seem to win
Whenever I think I've straightened it out
It becomes a vicious circle again
I can't love when anyone loves me
And I can't find the someone to love
But then I start to count my blessings
And I feel I'm getting more than enough
I don't know what to do with my life
I don't know what's gone wrong with my life
But you know I never do seem to win
Whenever I think I've straightened it out
It becomes a vicious circle again
I can't love when anyone loves me
And I can't find the someone to love
But then I start to count my blessings
And I feel I'm getting more than enough of love
I don't know what to do with my life
It's my life
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Skrevet: Man 19 Apr 2004, 16:51 |
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Glahn
Mors Lille Ole


Ble Medlem: 10 Mar 2003 Innlegg: 7331 Bosted: Trondheim
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mercury is rising still
turn the fan on high
I won't step on own shadow
no one wants to cry
someone put a pox on me
I'll spit in their eye
summer turns to high
with my bedsheet cape and sandals
circle citronella candles
summer's here, the light is raising
hopes and dragonflies
if those hopes are overshadowed,
cotton candy, caramel apple
summer turns to high
summer turns to high
summer turns to high,
summer high
after wine and nectarines
the fireflies and time
move like syrup through the evening
with a sweet resign
I won't pine for what could have been-
I'm preoccupied!
summer turns to high
summer turns to high
summer turns to high,
summer high
REM - Summer Turns to High...
*drĂžmme*
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_________________ Jeg skal kun fÄ leve i ordene mine.
De som leser meg vil ikke rĂžre meg.
Skrevet: Man 19 Apr 2004, 20:14 |
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Tittan
Erkegranul


Ble Medlem: 17 Mar 2004 Innlegg: 3272 Bosted: Trondheim
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Artist: Spooky Squad m/Gatas Parlament
LÄt: Vesten mot Resten
Album: âSquad Radioâ (2000, pĂ„ Squadron Production)
og senere pĂ„ âKroner & Ambisjonerâ (2000, Morra Di!!!
[Conscious]
Vesten mot resten, la oss Ăždelegge festen
For kapitalen er det moderne samfunns svar pÄ byllepesten
VÄrt samfunns stÞrste sykdom, pluss onkel Tom
Indianerne ble det fÞrste offer nÄr Columbus menn kom
SĂ„ SĂžr-Amerika og Afrika ble nasjonale kolonier i Ăsten
FÞrte den sÄkalte kommunismen til harde tider
Fordi Vestens gevinster er Ăstens tap og det hele slukes til slutt ned i kapitalens gap
Vestens grÄdighet, aller midlertidens rÄdighet
Ledere styrer uten samvittighet eller solidaritet
Jeg kaller det hverdagslig virkelighet, noen kaller det politikk
Det du hĂžrer i min lyrikk er samfunnskritikk
Fordi krig er en Ăžkonomisk kamp om kontinenter
Tap av arbeid og familie er hva jeg av krigen forventer
ProblemlĂžsninger er hva man finner om man leter
Seier for sosialismens samhold og menneskerettigheter
Ref. x2 [Conscious & Dice]
Spooky Squad og Gatas Parlament engasjerer!/Folk er med oss/Og det er de vimotiverer/
Vi marsjerer/Demonstrerer/Og havner i arresten/Fordi verden slik den er i dag er vesten mot resten
[Lunareclipse]
Vesten mot resten, vi deler oss i to
I den enes brukes penger, i den andres spilles blod
Vi kan dusje, drikke rett i fra krana
Mens andre gÄr milevis for Ä finne vann til seg og barna
Urettferdig, sier du, ja, sÄ klart
Alle er vi enige, men det blir jo bare med prat
For egoismen vil bli straffet, vi er blinde nÄr vi ser
Andre sulter, og vi bare ler
Mentale dĂžde mennesker lever i en fantasi
Med USA som forbilde, og hva vil det si?
AffĂŠrer i det hvite hus, Baraks beste venn
Krysser fingrene bak pÄ ryggen nÄr han gir Arafat en klem
NATO i hans hule hÄnd, EU en liten fare
Amerika inn i Europa, ja det skal vi nok klare
Hitler var en jĂŠvel, vi skal ikke benekte det
Palestinernes behandling, vi later som vi ikke ser
Ref: x2
[Elling]
Jada, jeg er bitter, det ser mĂžrkt ut her jeg sitter
Det synes Ă„ vĂŠre bare peace-fjas og glitter
Hvor er det blitt a' de kompromisslĂžse svarte soldatene?
Hvor er det blitt a' de politiske platene?
Hvor er det blitt a' anti-snut, anti-narkotika?
Hvor er det blitt a' de som sa âselger u en kladd, sĂ„ stikk a'?
Hvor er det blitt a' den gamle opprĂžrske tonen?
Hvor er det blitt a' drĂžmmen om revolusjonen?
Hvor er det blitt a' Black Panther Party?
Hvis folk blir retro ere vel faen ikke no rart i
Hvor er det blitt a' de som ga faen i Ă„ tjene penger
Hvorfor er det ingen som snakker politikk lenger?
Hvor har det blitt av âverden hakke blitt no bedreâ?
Stadig er rasisme, stadig er korrupte ledere
Hvor er holdninga? Dere som hĂžrer oss
Veit at den har flĂžtta og den finnes her i HĂžnefoss
[Aslak]
Revolusjonere fra Oslo og HĂžnefoss som forbrĂždrer oss
Indoktrinerer publikum som hĂžrer oss
Over alt er vÄrt domene *Gatas Parlament*
I studio og pÄ en scene skryter vi av alt vi klarer og mener
Driter i plassen, fristiler mens jeg sitter pÄ dassen
Representerer arbeiderklassen mens jeg rister pÄ tassen
Lyriske finter pÄ internetts-tekst-printer helt overlegen som nÄr Stig Berntsen sprinter
Til vinter kommer skiva nÄr du trenger noe som varmer
Men det blir vel bare mere hĂŠlvete og blod og tarmer
Amerikansk terrorisme, eurosentrisme, nykkolonialisme og storrussisk sjÄvinisme
Sender soldater mot sjÞlstendige stater for Ä vÊre sikre pÄ sine bÞrsresultater
Du kan vĂŠre pasifist, som kua Ferdinand
Men det hjĂŠlper ikke tredje verden land vi er ferdig mann
Ref: x2
[Aslak]
Gatas Parlament med Spooky Squad, kjellern til Martin (Dice) 2000...
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Sjefolainen!
Skrevet: Tir 20 Apr 2004, 12:26 |
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Eyden
Veronica


Ble Medlem: 06 Mai 2003 Innlegg: 881 Bosted: Praha
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Nagareboshi Gin - Shooting Star Gin
Yama ga yobu Sora ga yobu
Nanika ga tooku matteiru to
The mountains are calling, the sky is calling.
Something is waiting far away.
Azayaka ni chi ga moeru
Umareta wake ga ima wakaru
Your blood is burning vividly.
You now know why you were born.
Run and run!
Run and run!
Kaze ni nari hashire
Sa kinou no omae wo koeteyukunda
Tachimukae jibun yori ookina mono ni
Sou sa wakasa wa moetsukinai ryuusei da
Run and run!
Run and run!
Become the wind and run!
Exceed the you from yesterday.
Confront something bigger than yourself.
That's right, youth is a shooting star that doesn't burn out.
Furimukeba yasuragi ga
Hahaoya no you ni yobitomeru kedo
Ichido mita kono yume wa
Darenimo yarenai watasenai
If you turn around tranquility will,
just like your mother, call you to halt. But...
This dream you once had you can't give to anyone, can't hand it over.
Run and run
Run and run
Tamerawazu hashire
Mou wakare no namida mo kawakikaketeru
Atarashii hi ga noboru michi no mukou de
Dareka ga te wo furu "katanarabete hashirou" to
Run and run!
Run and run!
Run without hesitation!
The tears you have shed have already started to dry.
A new sun is rising at the other side of the road.
Somebody waves and says "Let's run side by side".
Run and run
Run and run
Kaze ni nari hashire
Sa kinou no omae wo koeteyukunda
Tachimukae jibun yori ookina mono ni
Sou sa wakasa wa moetsukinai ryuusei da
Run and run!
Run and run!
Become the wind and run!
Exceed the you from yesterday.
Confront something bigger than yourself.
That's right, youth is a shooting star that doesn't burn out.
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_________________ Don't call me insensitive just because I don't feel you
Skrevet: Tor 29 Apr 2004, 00:18 |
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Tittan
Erkegranul


Ble Medlem: 17 Mar 2004 Innlegg: 3272 Bosted: Trondheim
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Dum Dum Boys
"Splitter Pine"
Hei, hvor hen du er i verden
Det er deilig Ă„ slĂžve i skyggen
Hold deg vÄken, nÄ skjerpes greiene
Store hĂžvding skviser litt hardere
Mas, mas, mas, over hele linja
Mandag hele Äret. Det er ingenting Ä le av
Men jeg kan ikke la vĂŠre
Splitter pine. Splitter pine.
Splitter pine. Splitter pine.
Jeg har fÄtt nok av rushtrafikk
og sure passasjerer med vassent blikk
Vi lever alle under pisken
Noe sier meg at jeg er helt klar for paradiset
Ligge pÄ ryggen, velte meg og glise
Mens jeg synger pÄ en salme
En salme om:
Mas, mas, mas, over hele linja
Mandag hele Äret. Det er ingenting Ä le av
Men jeg kan ikke la vĂŠre
Splitter pine. Splitter pine.
Splitter pine. Splitter pine.
Hei, hvor hen du er i verden
Det er deilig Ă„ slĂžve i skyggen
Hold deg vÄken, nÄ skjerpes greiene
Store hĂžvding skviser litt hardere
Mas, mas, mas, over hele linja
Mandag hele Äret. Det er ingenting Ä le av
Men jeg kan ikke la vĂŠre
Splitter pine. Splitter pine.
Splitter pine. Splitter pine.
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_________________
Sjefolainen!
Skrevet: Man 03 Mai 2004, 11:42 |
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Tittan
Erkegranul


Ble Medlem: 17 Mar 2004 Innlegg: 3272 Bosted: Trondheim
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Beastie Boys
"Sabotge"
I Can't Stand It I Know You Planned It
I'm'a Set It Straight, This Watergate
I Can't Stand Rocking When I'm In Here
'Cause Your Crystal Ball Ain't So Crystal Clear
So While You Sit Back and Wonder Why
I Got This Fucking Thorn In My Side
Oh My God, It's A Mirage
I'm Tellin' Y'all It's Sabotage
S-S-S So Listen Up 'Cause You Can't Say Nothin'
You'll Shut Me Down With A Push Of Your Button
But Your.. I'm Out And I'm Gone
I'll Tell You Now I Keep It On And On
What You See You Might Not Get
And We Can Bet So Don't You Get Souped Yet
Scheming On A Thing That's A Mirage
I'm Trying To Tell You Now It's Sabotage
Why....
Our Backs Are Now Against The Wall...
Listen All Of Y'all It's a Sabotage
Listen All Of Y'all It's a Sabotage
Listen All Of Y'all It's a Sabotage
Listen All Of Y'all It's a Sabotage
I Can't Stand It, I Know You Planned It
I'm'a Set It Straight This Watergate
But I Can't Stand Rockin' When I'm In This Place
Because I Feel Disgrace Because You're All In My Face
But Make No Mistakes And Switch Up My Channel
I'm Buddy Rich When I Fly Off The Handle
What Could It Be, It's A Mirage!
You're Scheming On A Thing; It's Sabotage
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Sjefolainen!
Skrevet: Man 03 Mai 2004, 11:45 Sist endret av Tittan den Man 03 Mai 2004, 12:34, endret 1 gang |
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toth42
Cowboy


Ble Medlem: 04 Nov 2003 Innlegg: 4849 Bosted: Det blide sĂžrland
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Utsnitt av RATM - Know Your Enemies:
Now something must be done
About vengeanceâ a badge and a gun
âCause Iâll rip the mikeâ rip the stageâ rip the system
I was born to rage against âem
Now action must be taken
We donât need the key
Weâll break in
Iâve got no patience now
So sick of complacence now
Iâve got no patience now
So sick of complacence now
Sick of sick of sick of sick of you
Time has come to pay...
Know your enemy!
Come on!
Yes I know my enemies
Theyâre the teachers who taught me to fight me
Compromiseâ conformityâ assimilationâ submission
Ignoranceâ hypocrisyâ brutalityâ the elite
All of which are American dreams â8 timesâ
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_________________ ____________________________
I reject your reality - and substitute my own.
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always eat the yellow snow - it could be beer!
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