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| 07.07.2002, 02:21 | #1401 | ||||||||||||
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Green Day At The Library Hey there lookin‘ at me tell me what do you see But you quickly turn your head away Try to find the words I could use Don’t have the courage to come up to you My chance is looking a bit grey Starting across the room Are you leaving soon? I just need a little time What is that drives me mad Girls like you that I never had What is it about you that I adore? What makes me go so insane That makes me feel so much pain What is it about you that I adore? Why did you have to leave so soon? Why did you have to walk away? Oh well it happened again She walked away with her boyfriend May be well meet again someday |
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| 07.07.2002, 02:21 | #1402 | ||||||||||||
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alles ist eines die toten hosen es ist der Tot der wie ein Stern unverhofft vom Himmel fällt und irgendwo am Horizont lautlos im Meer versinkt und wenn er kommt hab keine Angst jedes Ende ist ein Neuanfang um zu sterben leben wir ein Leben lang alles ist eines und gehört zusammen unsere Zeit ist immerzu nur auf der Flucht vor uns irgendwann holen wir sie ein das wird unser Ende sein und wenn es kommt hab keine Angst es ist nur ein Neuanfang was wäre ein Leben ohne Tot was wäre die Sonne ohne Mond das Leben und der Tot sind ein Liebespaar was wäre der Tag ohne Nacht alles ist eines und gehört zusammen es gibt immer wieder einen Neuanfang |
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| 07.07.2002, 02:21 | #1403 | ||||||||||||
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Soundgarden Black Hole Sun in my eyes indisposed in disguise as no one knows hides the face lies the snake the sun in my disgrace boiling heat summer stench ‘neath the black the sky looks dead call my name through the cream and I’ll hear you scream again black hole sun won’t you come and wash away the rain black hole sun won’t you come won’t you come stuttering cold and damp steal the warm wind tired friend times are gone for honest men and sometimes far too long for snakes in my shoes and walking sleep and my youth I pray to keep heaven send hell away no one sings like you anymore hang my head drown my fear till you almost disappear |
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| 07.07.2002, 02:22 | #1404 | ||||||||||||
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black sheep rag I + II FIDDLER'S GREEN (black sheep rag) hey hello I'm the dance-instructor let me take you by the hand please not my words I'm here the doctor I'll take you to that promised land so put your hands on to your hips make one step away from right now clap you're hands and watch you lips and let a future shine so bright it's know all up to you to make a world of liberty a world of freedom without hate against the small minority's (black sheep rag II - Sherwood Forest) hey hello I'm Robin Hood and outlaw out with all my friends we're fighting for the poor and justice so we do the Sherwood dance we rally round the voice of freedom against the fist of slavery we're gonna build a brand new kingdom but do not long for anarchy |
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| 07.07.2002, 02:22 | #1405 | ||||||||||||
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How Many Roads (Blowin' in the wind) Bob Dylan How many roads must a man walk down before you call him a man? Yes, 'n' How many seas must a white dove sail before she sleeps in the sand? Yes, 'n' How many times must the cannon balls fly before they' re forever banned? The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind, The answer is blowin' in the wind. The answer is blowin' in the wind. How many times must a man look up before he can see the sky? Yes, 'n' how many ears must one man have before he can hear people cry? Yes, 'n' how many deaths will it take 'till he knows that too many people have died? The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind, The answer is blowin' in the wind. The answer is blowin' in the wind. How many years can a mountain exist be fore it's washed to the sea? Yes, 'n' how many years can come people exist before they're allowed to be free? Yes, 'n' how many times can a man turn his head pretending he just doesn't see? The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind, The answer is blowin' in the wind. The answer is blowin' in the wind. |
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| 07.07.2002, 02:22 | #1406 | ||||||||||||
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Die Toten Hosen Bonny & Clyde wir sind uns vorher nie begegnet doch ich hab dich schon lang vermißt auch wenn ich dich zum ersten mal hier treff ich wußte immer wie du aussiehst mit dir will ich die Pferde stehlen die uns im Wege sind mit dir geh ich durch dick und dünn bis an das ende dieser Welt leg deinen Kopf an meine Schulter es ist schön, ihn da zu spüren und wir spielen Bonny und Clyde komm wir klauen uns ein Auto ich fahr dich damit rum und wir spielen Bonny und Clyde was wir zum Leben brauchen werden wir uns schon irgendwie holen wir rauben ein paar Banken aus oder einen Geldtransport wir schießen 2, 3, 4, 5 Bullen um wenn es nicht mehr anders geht jeder weiß genau, was er da tut wenn er uns aufhalten will leg deinen Kopf an meine Schulter es ist schön, ihn da zu spüren und wir spielen Bonny und Clyde komm wir klauen uns ein Auto ich fahr dich damit rum und wir spielen Bonny und Clyde wenn uns der Boden unter denn Füßen brennt machen wir uns aus dem Staub in den Bergen hängen wir alle ab, die etwas von uns wollen lebendig kriegen sie uns nie, egal wie viel es sind Tod oder Freiheit soll auf unserem Grabstein stehen leg deinen Kopf an meine Schulter es ist schön, ihn da zu spüren und wir spielen Bonny und Clyde komm wir bomben uns durchs Leben und öffnen jede Tür und wir spielen Bonny und Clyde leg deinen Kopf an meine Schulter es ist schön, ihn da zu spüren und wir spielen Bonny und Clyde unsre Liebe soll ein Sprengsatz sein der ständig explodiert und wir spielen Bonny und Clyde |
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| 07.07.2002, 02:23 | #1407 | ||||||||||||
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PHIL COLLINS Both Sides of the Story Find yourself in the gutter a lonely part of town where death waits in the darkness with a weapon to cut some strangers down sleeping with an empty bottle, he’s sad and empty hearted man all he needs is a job, and a little respect, so he can go out while he can We always need to hear both sides of the story A Neighbourhood peace is shattered it’s the middle of the night young faces hide in the shadows, while there watch their mother and father fight he say she’s been unfaithful, she says her love for him has gone and the brother shrugs to his sister, and says „looks like it’s just us from now on“ CHORUS: We always need to hear both sides of the story And the light’s are all on, the world is watching now people looking for truth, we must not fail theme now be sure, before we close our eyes don’t walk away from here ‘til you here both sides Here we all gathered in what it seems to be the centre of the storm neighbours once friendly now stand each side of the line that has been drawn they’ve been fighting here for years, but now there’s killing on the streets while small coffins are lined up sadly, now united in defeat CHORUS White man turns the corner, finds himself within a different world ghetto kid grab’s his shoulder, throws him up against the wall he says „would you respect me if I didn’t have this gun ‘cos without it, I don’t get it, and that’s why I carry one“ We always need to hear both sides of the story |
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| 07.07.2002, 02:23 | #1408 | ||||||||||||
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RED HOT CHILI PEPPERS Breaking the Girl I am a man cut from the known rarely do friends come and then go she was a girl soft but estranged we were the two our lives are rearranged feeling so good that day a feeling of love that day twisting and turning your feelings are burning you’re breaking the girl - she meant you no harm - think you’re so clever but now you must sever your breaking the girl - he loves no one else - raised by my dad girl of the day he was my man that was the way she was the girl left alone feeling the need to make me her home I don’t know what, when or why the twilight of love had arrived twisting and turning your feelings are burning you’re breaking the girl - she meant you no harm - think you’re so clever but now you must sever your breaking the girl - he loves no one else - |
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| 07.07.2002, 02:23 | #1409 | ||||||||||||
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Pink Floyd BREATH breathe, breathe in the air don’t be afraid to care leave but don’t leave me look around and chose your own ground for long you live and high you fly all smiles you’ll give and tears you’ll cry and all you touch and all you see is all your life will ever be run rabbit run dig that hole, forget the sun and when at last work is done don’t sit down it’s time to dig another one for long you live and high you fly but only if you ride the tide and balanced on the biggest wave you race towards an early grave |
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| 07.07.2002, 02:24 | #1410 | ||||||||||||
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Some things in life are bad, They can really make you mad. Other things just make you swear and curse. When you're chewing on life's gristle, Don't grumble, give a whistle! And this'll help things turn out for the best... And... ...always look on the bright side of life! (whistle) Always look on the bright side of life... If life seems jolly ******, There's something you've forgotten! And that's to laugh and smile and dance and sing, When you're feeling in the dumps, Don't be silly chumps, Just purse your lips and whistle -- that's the thing! And... always look on the bright side of life... (whistle) Come on! Always look on the bright side of life... (whistle) For life is quite absurd, And death's the final word. You must always face the curtain with a bow! Forget about your sin -- give the audience a grin, Enjoy it -- it's the last chance anyhow! So always look on the bright side of death! Just before you draw your terminal breath. Life's a piece of shit, When you look at it. Life's a laugh and death's a joke, it's true, You'll see it's all a show, Keep 'em laughing as you go. Just remember that the last laugh is on you! And always look on the bright side of life... (whistle) Always look on the bright side of life (whistle) Come on guys, cheer up Always look on the bright side of life... Always look on the bright side of life... Worse things happen at sea you know Always look on the bright side of life... I mean--what have you got to lose? you know, you come from nothing -you're going back to nothing what have you lost? Nothing! Always look on the bright side of life... (fade out) |
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| 07.07.2002, 02:24 | #1411 | ||||||||||||
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Brothers In Arms Dire Straights These mist covered mountains Are a home now for me But my home is the lowlands And always will be Some day you'll return to Your valleys and your farms And you'll no longer burn To be brothers in arm Through these fields of destruction Baptism of fire I've watched all your suffering As the battles raged higher And though they did hurt me so bad In the fear and alarm You did not desert me My brothers in arms There's so many different worlds So many different suns And we have just one world But we live in different ones Now the sun's gone to hell And the moon's riding high Let me bid you farewell Every man has to die But it's written in the starlight And every line on your palm We're fools to make war On our brothers in arms |
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| 07.07.2002, 02:25 | #1412 | ||||||||||||
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ween buenos tardes amigo Buenos tardes amigo Hola, my good friend Cinco de Mayo’s on Tuesday And I hoped we'd see each other again You killed my brother last winter You shoot him three times in the back In the night I still hear mama weeping Oh mama, still dresses in black I looked at every fiesta For you I wanted to greet Maybe I'd sell you a chicken With poison interlaced with the meat You... you looked like my brother Mama loved him the best He was head honcho with the ladies Mama always said he was blessed The village all gathered around him They couldn’t believe what they saw I said it was you that had killed him And that I’d find you and up stand the law The people of the village believed me Mama ... she wanted revenge I told her that I had seen that she was honoured I’d find you and put you to death So now... now that I’ve found you On this such a joyous day I tell you it was me who killed him But the truth I’d never have to say Buenos tardes amigo Hola, my good friend Cinco de Mayo’s on Tuesday And I hoped we'd see each other again Yes, I hoped we’d see each other again |
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| 07.07.2002, 02:25 | #1413 | ||||||||||||
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Buenos Dias Messias dieses Haus ist besetzt ohne Pause bis jetzt denn wir kamen zuerst und wir gehen auch zuletzt Buenos Dias Messias auch wenn´s Dir nicht paßt Du bist nur Gast hier Du faßt hier nichts an bei einigen leidigen Themen lehnen wir´s Reden ab und leider gibt´s nicht viel das noch nicht gesuckt hat nicht nach kurzem beknackt war wie der Pappstar der zu matt war um mehr zu sein als Jingle zu seinem Abziehbild oder ein paar Singles hinter´m Namensschild doch ich weiß Image ist nichts und scheiß auf alle die bekannt sind im Land sind zu viele Promis die nicht bei Verstand sind zu viele Homies die noch nicht am Strand sind am Rand sind zu viele Gaffer deren Augenblicke so leer sie wollen noch mehr Helden fallen sehen alle Denker lallen sehen ich seh sie schon als Wanker in Museenhallen stehn sie werden kommen und gehen alles nur Gesichter im Zeitgeschehen der Club der toten Dichter stimmt mich nicht versöhnlich ich werde weitergehen und lebe lieber ungewöhnlich denn das hier geht alle unsere Widersacher Wichtigmacher Cocksucker Motherfucker Hosenkacker aalglatte nimmersatte Jammerlappen die wie Ratten in Kloaken darauf warten über unsere Platten zu beraten ha ihr ganzen Abklemmer Flachwanker Spartendenker wir sind eure Rattenfänger autonome Einzelgänger weil wir länger halten als der Typ im Sarkophag während ihr Idioten euer eigenes Grab grabt dieses Haus ist besetzt... denn wenn ich Dir in Deiner Welt nichts sagen kann wozu dann all diese Fragen Mann anscheinend interessiert es Dich ja doch was der Typ so treibt und wem er was macht und wo er bleibt das sowas Mitgefühl ist glaub ich kaum ich fürchte fast ich bin Dein lebender Alptraum müllredender Abschaum der Dich ständig disst und dabei sag ich doch nur was Du für mich bist die ganze Pisse die Dein Leben durch meine Venen spült verursacht Risse und mein Herz unterkühlt doch da meine Liebe wasserdicht und meine Seele kugelsicher macht ihr Stricher bei mir keinen Stich mehr ich bin euer Richter und Henker ihr Wanker und nach mir kommt nichts mehr denn das hier geht... dieses Haus ist besetzt... staubige Hände mit zerknitterten Karten von draußen kommen Fremde die auf´s Ende des Gewitters warten vom Piano klingt dasselbe Lied wie immer und Frauen verkaufen Liebe auf dem Zimmer dichter Rauch macht Luft zum Schneiden dick mit einem Seitenblick erkenn Dich im Dämmerlicht und was ich seh ist jämmerlich falscher Platz falsche Zeit diese Stadt ist zu klein für uns zwei der Himmel weint kein Mensch weit und breit zwanzig Schritte entfernt trennt Dich von mir die Ewigkeit während ich Dir in die Augen schaue merke ich Du ziehst höre wie Du schießt bleib noch stehen und sehe Dir zu wie Du sie dann für immer schließt dieses Haus ist besetzt... |
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| 07.07.2002, 02:25 | #1414 | ||||||||||||
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Pink Floyd Welcome to the Machine Welcome son, welcome to the machine. Where have you been? It’s all right were you’ve been. You’ve been in the pipeline, filling in time, provided with toys and ‘Scouting for Boys’. You bought a guitar to punish your ma, And you didn’t like school, and you know you’re nobody’s fool, So welcome to the machine. Welcome son, welcome to the machine. What did you dream? It’s all right we told you what you dream. You dreamed of a big star, he played a mean guitar, he always ate in the steak bar. He loved to drive in his Jaguar. So welcome to the machine. Have a Cigar Come in here, dear boy, have a cigar. You’re gonna go far, fly high, You’re never gonna die, you’re gonna make it if you try; they’re gonna love you. Well I’ll always had a deep respect, and I mean that most sincerely, The band is just fantastic, that is really what I think. Oh by the way which one’s Pink? And did we tell you the name of the game, boy, we call it Riding the Gravy Train. We’re just knocked out. We’re heard about the sell out. You gonna get an album out, You owe it to the people. We’re so happy we can hardly count. Everybody else is just green, have you seen the chart? It’s a helluva start, it could be made into a monster if we all pull together as a team. And did we tell you the name of the game, boy, we call it Riding the Gravy Train. |
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| 07.07.2002, 02:26 | #1415 | ||||||||||||
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Bananafishbones Come to Sin Sun, all our dreams are dreams of fun handing out the water gun shoot me and I'll drink you into the shade I'll shrink you finally we're done and stare up into the Sky, flat on our backs we lie in quicksand slowly my hand flies up and away with the yellow bird driven by Wind, I think I'll come to sin with all this heaty windy skin around my neck and what glory the sand in my pants reminds me of Doreen Sand, we cannot fight getting tanned all the limits banned into the nightflight's times right no fight there goes the sun into the nightlife Yeah Whang I sing while the others swing like a beam of light through a bottle Souzie swings her phoney rings Time, bugs crawling up our spine and the memory is mine I'm a grain of sand in your hand so hand me mine yeah that would be fine Heat, I kiss the blisters on your feet a lizard's eye I great I'm afraid there's no aid 'til we get laid into the nightflight's time's right no fight Whang I sing while the others swing like a beam of light through a bottle Souzie swings her phoney rings I think I'll come to sin with all that heaty windy skin around my neck and what glory the sand in my pants reminds me of Doreen, mocking photography shocking in the sand with me. Sand in my pants. Whang I sing while the others swing like a beam of light through a bottle Souzie swings her phoney rings I think I'll come to sin with all that heaty windy skin around my neck and what glory the sand in my pants reminds me of Doreen, mocking photography shocking in the sand with me. Sand in my pants Whang I sing while the others swing like a beam of light through a bottle Souzie swings her phoney rings |
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| 07.07.2002, 02:26 | #1416 | ||||||||||||
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Pink Floyd Coming Back To Life Where were you when I was burned and broken While the days slipped by from my window watching Where were you when I was hurt and I was helpless Because the things you say and the things you do surround me While you were hanging yourself on someone else’s words Dying to believe in what you heard I was staring straight into the shining sun Lost in thought and lost in time While the seeds of life and the seeds of change were planted Outside the rain fell dark and slow While I pondered on this dangerous but irresistible pastime I took heavenly right through our silence I know the moment had arrived For killing the past and coming back to life I took heavenly right through our silence I know the waiting had begun And headed straight ... into the shining sun |
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| 07.07.2002, 02:26 | #1417 | ||||||||||||
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BLUR Country House (so the Story begins) city dweller, successful fellow thought to himself oops i got a lot of money i’m caught in a rat race terminally i’m a professional cynic but my hearts not in it i’m paying the price of living life at the legal limit caught up in the centuries anxiety it preys on him, he’s getting thin now he lives in a house, a very big house in the country watching afternoon repeats and the food he eats in the country he takes all manner of pill an pills up analyst bills in the country it’s like a animal farm lots of rural charm in the country now he’s got morning glory, life’s a different story everything going jackanory in touch with his own morality he’s reading balzac, knocking back prozac it’s a helping hand that makes you feel wonderfully bland oh, it’s the centuries remedy for the faint at heart, new start he lives in a house, a very big house in the country he’s got a fog in his chest so he needs alot of rest in the country he doesn’t drink smoke laugh he takes herbal bath in the country oh it’s like an animal farm but you’ll come to harm in the country in the country; in the country; in the country; in the country blow blow me out i am so sad i don’t know why 1. Refrain, 2. Refrain |
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| 07.07.2002, 02:26 | #1418 | ||||||||||||
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OASIS Don’t look back in anger Slip inside the eye of your mind Don’t you know you might find A better place to play You said that you’d never been But all the things that you’ve seen Are gonna fade away So I start a revolution from my bed ’cos you said the brains I have went to my head Step outside the summertime’s in bloom Stand up besides the fireplace Take that look from off your face ‘cos you ain’t never burn my heart out So Sally can wait, she knows it’s too late As we’re walking on by Here soul slides away, but don’t look back in anger I heard you say Take me to the place where you go Were nobody knows If it’s night or day Please don’t put your life hands Of a Rock’n’Roll band Who’ll throw it all away So Sally can wait, she knows it’s too late As we’re walking on by Here soul slides away, but don’t look back in anger I heard you say |
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| 07.07.2002, 02:27 | #1419 | ||||||||||||
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Bananafishbones easy day every day I get up, put my black, plastic security suit on, my gasmask leave the cellar and go to work. afraid to be poisoned or trampled by this huge machinery and I think to myself: what **** above do I have to thank that I'm here to live in this shit I don’t wanna complain about the acid rain ´cause its nice compared to this poison air. and I wish I could just once see the moon oh one gorgeous show so I take it off, yeah that's feeling good though I'm deeply sick right away its like dancing in the sun having trouble, having fun having anything you wish to come then it suddenly smiles your way and you have an easy day. it’s time to have an easy day what the hell, this must be an antique supermarket what am I doing here, god these people drinking milk!!! but the clothes they wear look rather cool to me. I wear the same, what am I doing here? “excuse me sir, can you help me out? I wanna bake a cake but I don’t know how.” no I don't, but I'm sure I will so what do we need for your bakery? its like dancing in the sun having trouble, having fun having anything you wish to come then it suddenly smiles your way and you have an easy day. it’s time to have an easy day every working morning tired, yawn too often I got fired wondered if there is a god searching for a fishing rod with hooks that sting right through our hearts, forcing us onto new starts love and knowledge are the way, try to have an easy day. |
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| 07.07.2002, 02:27 | #1420 | ||||||||||||
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Ein Tag am Meer jetzt bist Du da ein Stück Deiner Zukunft dabei es ist schon lange klar Du fühlst Dich frei wenn die Zukunft zur Gegenwart wird hast Dus getan das warten war es wirklich Dein Plan dann verschwindet die Zeit darauf Du in ihr Wolken schlagen salti Du bist nicht mehr bei Dir die Zeit kehrt zurück und nimmt sich mehr von sich in ihr bist Du schneller denn mehr bewegt Dich der Moment ist die tat die Du tust Augenblick denn Dein Auge erblickt was Du tust und erschrickt vor dem Ding das Du kennst weil es immer da war die Musik ist aus und ist immer noch da hast Du das gewollt - hast Du Angst - zu Beginn doch jetzt ist alles anders denn wir sind mittendrin es dreht sich nur um uns und es ist nichts wie bisher und das macht uns zu Brüdern mit dem Tag am Meer Du spürst das Gras hier und da bewegt sich was es macht Dir Spaß nein es ist nicht nur das denn nach dem Öffnen aller Türen steht am Ende der Trick des Endes der Suche durch das Finden im Augenblick Du atmest ein Du atmest aus dieser Körper ist Dein Haus und darin kennst Du Dich aus Du lebst - Du bist am leben - und das wird dir bewußt ohne nachzudenken nur aufgrund der eignen Lebenslust das Gefühl das Du fühlst sagt Dir es ist soweit und es ändern sich Zustand der Raum und die Zeit der Verstand kehrt zurück doch Du setzt ihn nicht ein jeder Schritt neues Land wird es immer so sein Du spürst die Lebensenergie die durch Dich durchfließt das Leben wie noch nie in Harmonie und genießt es gibt nichts zu verbessern nichts was noch besser wär außer Dir im jetzt und hier und dem Tag am Meer |
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| 07.07.2002, 02:27 | #1421 | ||||||||||||
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Metallica Enter Sandman say you’re prayers little one don’t forget, my son to include everyone I tuck you in, warm within keep you free from sin till the sandman he comes sleep with one eye open gripping your pillow tight exit: light enter: night take my hand we’re off to never never land something’s wrong, shut the light heavy thoughts tonight and they aren’t of snow white dreams of war, dreams of liars dreams of dragon’s fire and of the things that will bite sleep with one eye open gripping your pillow tight exit: light enter: night take my hand we’re off to never never land now I lay me down to sleep pray the lord my soul to keep if I die before I wake pray the lord my soul to take hush baby, don’t say a word and never mind the noise you heard it’s just the beasts under your bed, in your closet, in your head exit: light enter: night grain of sand exit: light enter: night take my hand we’re off to never never land |
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| 07.07.2002, 02:28 | #1422 | ||||||||||||
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Father And Son Cat Stevens It's not time to make a change just relax take it easy, you're still young that's your fault there's so much you have to know. Find a girl settle down if you want you can marry look at me I am old but I'm happy. I was once like you are now and I know that it's not easy to be calm when you're found something going on, but take your time think a lot, think of ev- 'rything you've got for you will still be here tomorrow but your dreams may not. Ref.: How can I try to explain? When I do he turns away again. It's always been the same, same old story. From the moment I could talk I was ordered to lis- ten now there's a way and I know that I have to go away, I know I have to go. It's not time To make a change, Just sit down take It slowly, you're still young That's your fault, there's so much you have to go through. Find a girl settle down if you want you can marry, Look at me I'm old but I'm happy. All the times That I've cried Keeping all the things I knew inside It's hard, but it's harder to ignore it. If they were right, I'd agree but it's them they knew not me now there's a way, And I know that I have to go away. I know I have to go. |
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| 07.07.2002, 02:29 | #1423 | ||||||||||||
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Van Halen Feelin’ outta touch most the time gotta lotta things on my mind kickin’ down, where to start it’s the hardest thing oh... grow it long, shave it off life is hard, never soft I need a change, I need it quick before it makes me sick that’s what’s on my mind pay attention, watch your back pay your dues, stay on track got no room to second guess puts me under stress oh... if I were you, you were me I wonder how I’d wanna be with just one wish you can’t refuse I wouldn’t no what to chose feelin’... no, don’t like what I’ve been told I’m feelin’ feelin’ what no one else will ever know I’m feelin’ oh... now white is black and black is white got politicians smoking crack and John Paul all bullets-proofed it put me trough the roof oh... if I were you, you were me I wonder who I’d rather be if I had one wish I’d take it feelin’... oh, I don’t like what I’ve been told I’m feelin’ and I’m seein’ what no one else will ever know I’m seein’ come on, feelin’ hey, I don’t understand these things I’m feelin’ no... outta touch most all the time gotta lotta things on my mind shuttin’ down, gotta stop that thing feelin’... no, I don’t like what I’ve been told I’m feelin’ I’m bleeding like no one else will ever know I’m bleeding dealin’... I’m dealing with these things I’m feelin’ I’m dreamin’, I’m dreamin’, I’m dreamin’ things that show me what I’m seein’ seein’... I’m seein’ things that I don’t know I’m feelin’ I’ve been feelin’, I’m feelin’, I’m feelin’ things that I don’t know I don’t know, I don’t know what I’m seein’ hey, I don’t understand |
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chumbawamba give the anarchist a cigarette albert bobby for god’s sake burn it down 2 x Chorus: nothing ever burns down by itself every fire needs a little bit of help - give the anarchist a cigarette - ‘cos that’s as close as he’s ever going to get - give the anarchist a cigarette - bobby just hasn’t earned it yet - give the anarchist a cigarette - the times are changing but he just forgets - give the anarchist a cigarette - he’s going to choke on his harmonica albert 2x Chorus - give the anarchist a cigarette - a candy cig for the spoilt brat - give the anarchist a cigarette - we’ll get albert to write you a cheque - give the anarchist a cigarette - and he’ll be burning up the air in his personal jet - give the anarchist a cigarette - you know i hate every pop star that i ever met 2x Chorus 4x give the anarchist a cigarette burn baby burn 10x Chorus |
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| 07.07.2002, 02:29 | #1425 | ||||||||||||
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Pink Floyd A Great Day For Freedom On the day the wall came down They threw the locks onto the ground And with glasses high we raised a cry for freedom had arrived On the day the wall came down The ship of fools had finally run aground Promises lid up the night like paper doves in flight I dreamed you had left my side No warmth, not even pride remained And even thought you needed me It was clear that I could not do a thing for you Now life devalues day by day As friends and neighbours turned away And there’s a change that, even with regret, cannot be undone Now front shift like desert sand While nations wash there blooding hands Of loyalty, of history, in shades of grey I woke to the sound of drums The music played, the morning sun streamed in I turned and I looked at you And all but the bitter residue slipped away ... slipped away |
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