17.03.2003, 23:36 | #891 | ||
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"Kelis / I Don't Care Anymore "
Well you can tell everyone I'm a down disgrace So drag my name all over the place. I don't care anymore. (I don't care) You can tell ev'rybody 'bout the state I'm in You won't catch me crying 'cos I just can't win. I don't care anymore I don't care anymore I don't care what you say I don't play the same games you play. 'Cos I've been talking to the people that you call your friends And it seems to me there's a means to and end. They don't care anymore. (they don't care) And as for me I can sit here and bide my time I got nothing to lose if I speak my mind. I don't care anymore I don't care no more I don't care what you say We never played by the same rules anyway. I won't be there anymore Get out of my way Let me by I got better things to do with my time I don't care anymore I don't care anymore I don't care anymore I don't care anymore Well, I don't care now what you say (I don't care what you say) 'Cos ev'ry day (everyday) I'm feeling fine with myself (I'm feeling fine with myself) And I don't care now what you say (I don't care what you say) Hey I'll do alright by myself (I'll be alright by myself) I don't care (I don't care) anymore (anymore) I don't care (I don't care) anymore (anymore) I don't care (I don't care) anymore (anymore) I don't care anymore Do you care? Hell no! Do you care? Hell no! Do you care? Hell no! What what? Do you care? Hell no! Do you care? Hell no! Do you care? Hell no! What what? Do you care? Hell no! Do you care? Hell no! Do you care? Hell no! What what? Do you care? Hell no! Do you care? Hell no! Do you care? Hell no! What what? 'Cos I remember all the times I tried so hard And you laughed in my face 'cos ya held all the cards. I don't care anymore. And I really ain't bothered what you think of me 'Cos all I want of you is just a let me be. I don't care anymore Did you hear? I don't care no more I don't care what you say I never did believe you much anyway. We won't be there any more So get out of our way. Let us by We got better things to do with our time We don't care anymore We don't care anymore We don't care anymore We don't care anymore We don't care We don't care We don't care (anymore) We don't care
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17.03.2003, 23:51 | #892 | ||
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"felix culpa / terrorists love tourists"
.... with their cameras swinging round ... terrorists love tourists ... face down to the ground ...
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18.03.2003, 00:49 | #893 | ||
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- Tot zu sein ist komisch-
Glasige Augen, Hände wie Eis. Er ist so kalt jetzt, und war doch mal so heiß. Tot zu sein ist komisch. Gestern so poltrig, heute so still. Gestern noch prächtig, heute schon Müll. Tot zu sein ist komisch. Tot zu sein ist komisch. Dieses Grapschen Und sein Glotzen, als er lebte, war zum Kotzen. Doch als Leiche wirkt er jetzt Ganz gesittet Und gesetzt. Wenn er mir nah kam, nahm er mich her. Jetzt komm ich ihm nah, und wehrlos ist er. Tot zu sein ist komisch. Tot zu sein ist komisch. Sein Geschwätz und sein Benehmen als er lebt, war zum Schämen. Doch als Leiche Riecht er bloß, sonst hält er sich tadellos. Er war mir lästig In meinem Bett. Jetzt denk ich plötzlich: Er war doch ganz nett. Tot zu sein ist komisch. Tot zu sein ist komisch. Tot zu sein ist komisch. belinda http://www.odem.org
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18.03.2003, 01:07 | #894 | ||
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Champagne - "Rock'n'Roll Star"
Now he's free Not like you and me They treat him like a star You see Now he's got the key He's fancy free He doesn't hide from extasy Do you hear me Do you hear me He's with the angels and the sun in the sky He's a rock and roll star He's got it made Plays it straighter than straight He's a rock and roll star Yes he's a rock and roll star A super star - he feels fine. Yes He's a rock and roll star A super star - he feels fine. Would you believe oh He lives without grieve They let him go on new years eve Fortune and fame oh What a shame There ain't nobody left to blame Do you hear me Do you hear me. He's with the angels and the sun in the sky He's a rock and roll star He's got it made Plays it straighter than straight He's a rock and roll star Yes he's a rock and roll star A super star - he feels fine. Yes He's a rock and roll star A super star - he feels fine. Kein spektakulärer Text, aber geniales Lied.
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18.03.2003, 01:13 | #895 | ||
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Bandits - another sad song
Well I'm sitting alone with my guitar slidly out of tune and it's a lovely night in June. And I try to write a song With a happy slomo melody like I have tried so many times before But I can't really tell you, what is wrong but all that comes out is another sad song maybe it's because I slept too long and nobody called me on the phone. Maybe I should hit town, have some fun to smalltalking drink to the morning sun maybe I should buy a brandnew dress or learn up a usefull game like chess. No I can't really tell you, what is wrong but all that comes out is another sad song maybe it's because I slept too long and nobody called me at the phone Maybe I should hit town have some fun to smalltalking drink to the morning sun maybe I should buy a brandnew dress or learn up a usefull game like chess. Another lonely night, turns to day with another hair of mine, turning grey No I can't really tell you just what is wrong, my dear, but still what comes out is another sad song.
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18.03.2003, 01:20 | #896 | ||
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Bandits - All along the watchtower
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18.03.2003, 02:29 | #897 | ||
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Zupfgeigenhansel - Deutschland! Was im März errungen
Deutschland! Was im März errungen, Recht und Freiheit schwinden hin. Auf, mein Volk, das Schwert geschwungen, die Verräter müssen fliehn. Deutschland, großes Vaterland, dich umschlingt ein Bruderband. Deutschland, deine Völker alle ringen nach der Freiheit Glück, doch nur mit der Fürsten Falle blüht die Freiheit, Republik. Stürzt der Fürst, so ist er Knecht, und der Mensch hat gleiches Recht. Reichet uns die Hand, Soldaten und sie stürzen ohne Blut, die euch stets mit uns verraten, diese Fürsten mit der Knut. Bürger und Soldatenstand, reicht für die Freiheit Hand in Hand! Freiheit ist der Knechtschaft Schande, Freiheit ist der Notdurft Qual, frei ein Volk, das Herr im Lande durch die Männer seiner Wahl. Adel von Geburt und Geld schwind auf ewig aus der Welt! Hecker, Struve, hoch! Sie streiten für das Volk mit Wort und Tat. Ihr sollt unser Wohl bereiten, euch vertrauen wir den Staat. Hecker, Struve, Republik: Unsre Freiheit, unser Glück! Drum bedenket, ihr Soldaten, wofür zieht ihr in den Streit? Für die Herrn von Gottes Gnaden euch zu rechnen stets bereit. Ihr seid Bürger so wie wir - sind wir frei, so seid's auch ihr! Sinnlos, der vermutet, dass sich manche hier bei dieser Musik mal herzhaft übergeben würden. :alien:
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18.03.2003, 21:33 | #898 | ||
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axel coon - close to you
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19.03.2003, 05:41 | #899 | ||
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Dimmu Borgir - Alt Lys Svunnet Hen
Glinsende månelys ovenfor driver Frostlagte stier viser vei Svarte sjeler farer henover natten Inn gjennom skodde heim Alt har svartnet Alt lys er svunnet hen Lodig trer vi nå inn i Riket I minne om at våre spor blir fulgt Omgitt av sorgens dis Skrider ferden frem Som en skare av likkledde skromt Vandrer vi jervens hjem Brisen forer oss over norske myrer Forbi hver en tåkegrend Med hatet i våre harme sinn Reiser vi for aldri å komme igjen Heja Norge!
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19.03.2003, 19:32 | #900 | ||
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political correctness...
Clawfinger - Nigger
goddamn my man you see I can't understand why you wanna say nigger to your brother man talking black pride then you call yourself a nigger don't bring yourself down cos it just don't figure take a look at yourself and your history you don't look like a goddamn nigger to me it's a negative word and the white man made it gave you a name to dominate and trade it making blood money of his very own race man and all of this because the colour of your face man Nigger, Nigger, Nigger, Nigger placed and educated in a neighbourhood of crime taught from the beginning that you weren't worth time liquor store and gun store next to one another with only one purpose so you all kill each other leaving one less problem to worry about that's the way they do it this is how it turns out and justice for all with the American government I wanna know where all the goddamn money went we didn't see it and it didn't do no good I guess you couldn't give a fuck about a black neighbourhood Nigger, Nigger, Nigger, Nigger Nigger You're the real niggers, You're the real niggers You're the real niggers, You're the real niggers there's always gonna be fanatical minorities the ku klux klan and fucked up authorities conservative cunts and religious preachers I don't care cos they ain't our teachers living a life they say is free from sin then they judge another person by the colour of their skin I feel ashamed of myself I'm a white human being surrounded by suckers afraid to be seeing there ain't such a thing called superior race and there ain't nothing special 'bout the colour of your face you've got a one way ticket to the end of the street the pressure is on so feel the heat media pollution is a very bad solution hypocritical hype is your only contribution so leave us alone and give your brothers some space cos you're a lousy contribution to the human race Nigger, Nigger, ....
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