[lameXpert]

Crosby Stills Nash Young: Helpless

There is a town in north Ontario,
With dream comfort memory to spare,
And in my mind
I still need a place to go,
All my changes were there.

Blue, blue windows behind the stars,
Yellow moon on the rise,
Big birds flying across the sky,
Throwing shadows on our eyes.
Leave us

Helpless, helpless, helpless
Baby can you hear me now?
The chains are locked
and tied across the door,
Baby, sing with me somehow.

Blue, blue windows behind the stars,
Yellow moon on the rise,
Big birds flying across the sky,
Throwing shadows on our eyes.
Leave us

Helpless, helpless, helpless

[N_Gabber]

Idézet

evanescence: going under

now i will tell you what i've done for you
50 thousand tears i've cried
screaming deceiving and bleeding for you
and you still won't hear me
don't want your hand this time i'll save myself
maybe i'll wake up for once
not tormented daily defeated by you
just when i thought i'd reached the bottom
i'm dying again

i'm going under
drowning in you
i'm falling forever
i've got to break through
i'm going under

blurring and stirring the truth and the lies
so i don't know what's real and what's not
always confusing the thoughts in my head
so i can't trust myself anymore
i'm dying again

i'm going under
drowning in you
i'm falling forever
i've got to break through

so go on and scream
scream at me i'm so far away
i won't be broken again
i've got to breathe i can't keep going under

egyik kedvenc számom     

[Lulu64]

Idézet

V-Moto'Rock: Angyal lány

Hosszú éjszaka volt, mikor ébren vártalak téged,
Milyen boldog is voltam, hogy kattan a zár!
Milyen boldogan zártam az ajtót, s te jöttél hozzám,
Milyen boldog is voltam, hogy érez a szám!
Angyal lány, hol jársz? Angyal lány.

Éppen felkelt a nap és én megláttam csöpp kis szárnyad,
Rögtön éreztem, nem tudok szállni veled,
Vigaszom annyi volt, hogy te szóltál: még újra látlak,
Addig eljárhat hozzá a képzeletem.
Angyal lány, hol jársz? Angyal lány.

Sose felejts el engem, jöjj vissza hozzám!
Sose felejts el engem, jöjj vissza hozzám!
Angyal lány, hol jársz? Angyal lány, hol jársz?

Mikor múlik az éj, peremén mindig arra várok,
Hogy egy dallal, egy szárnnyal majd elrepülünk,
De e dallal és szárnnyal mindig utánad járok,
Ahogy mondtad, még hív mindig képzeletünk.

Angyal lány, hol jársz? Angyal lány.
Angyal lány, hol jársz? Angyal lány, hol jársz?

[KovacsUr]

Idézet

                            Swans - Another You

              I’ll Walk Fifteen Steps Across The Room
            I’ll Stay There Until I Know Where I Am
                I Won’t Move Until I Know Where I Am
        I Won’t Move Until I Remember Where I Am
                  I Won’t Move Until I Remember
         
                                  Remember Me?
                        I Should Have Hurt You
                        But I Couldn’t Hurt You
                          So I Let You Hurt Me
                          Because I Need You

[lameXpert]

John Lennon and Paul McCartney: Give peace a chance


Everybody is talking about blagism
Shagism, dragism and madism
Ragism and tagism bob tailing
Thisism, thatism, ism, ism, ism
George Chisolm, yes

All we are saying
Is give peace a chance
All we are saying
Is give peace a chance


Everybody's talking about ministers
Sinisters, banisters, canisters
Roger Bannisters, bishops, bishops
Bishop Auckland, rabbis, Popeyes, bye-byes
Max Bygraves and everybody else


All we are saying
Is give peace a chance
All we are saying
Is give peace a chance


Everybody's talking about revolution
Evolution, The Everly Brothers, mastication
Euston Station, fladulation, flatulation
Regulations, integration, mediation
United Nations, congratulations


All we are saying
Is give peace a chance
All we are saying
Is give peace a chance


Everybody in the Soviet Union, unite
Go down to the shops and talk about John and Yoko
Timothy Leary, Barbara Windsor, Yoko Ono, Madonna
Bobby Dylan, Bobby Charlton, Eddie Charlton
Tommy Cooper and the Amazing Horseradish Dancers
Derek Baker, Norman Mailer, Alan Ginsberg and the Hare Krishna Three


All we are saying
Is give peace a chance
All we are saying
Is give peace a chance


Everybody's talking about gagism, tagism
Shagism, dragism, madism
Ragism, tagism, botulism, thisism, thatism
Listen to this


Everybody's talking about ministers
Sinisters, banisters, canisters
Bishops, bishops, Bishop's Avenue
Why not talk about Bishop's Avenue
I've got a lovely house on Bishop's Avenue


Everybody's talking about Popeye, Olive Oyl
Everybody, everybody, everybody, Mrs. Jean Schnook
Twenty Three Chepstow Villas
Because they are the next contestant on "Make a B-Side"


All we are saying
Is give peace a chance
All we are saying
Is give peace a chance

[lameXpert]

Tracy Chapman: Talking About Revolution

Don't you know
They're talkin' bout a revolution
It sounds like a whisper
Don't you know
They're talkin' about a revolution
It sounds like a whisper

While they're standing in the welfare lines
Crying at the doorsteps of those armies of salvation
Wasting time in the unemployment lines
Sitting around waiting for a promotion

Poor people gonna rise up
And get their share
Poor people gonna rise up
And take what's theirs

Don't you know
You better run, run, run...
Oh I said you better
Run, run, run...

Finally the tables are starting to turn
Talkin' bout a revolution 

[KovacsUr]

Idézet

Männer sind Schweine

                          von den Ärzten


Hallo, mein Schatz, ich liebe dich
du bist die einzige für mich
die anderen find ich alle doof
deswegen mach ich dir den Hof
Du bist so anders, ganz speziell
ich merke so was immer schnell
Jetzt zieh dich aus und leg dich hin
weil ich so verliebt in dich bin ...

Gleich wird es dunkel, bald ist es Nacht -
da ist ein Wort der Warnung angebracht :
Männer sind Schweine
traue ihnen nicht, mein Kind
Sie wollen alle das Eine
weil Männer nun mal so sind

Ein Mann fühlt sich erst dann als Mann
wenn er es dir besorgen kann
Er lügt, daß sich die Balken biegen
nur, um dich ins Bett zu kriegen
und dann, am nächsten Morgen, weiß
er nicht einmal mehr, wie du heißt
Rücksichtslos und ungehemmt,
Gefühle sind ihm völlig fremd

Für ihn ist Liebe gleich Samenverlust
Mädchen, sei dir dessen stets bewußt :
Männer sind Schweine
frage nicht nach Sonnenschein
Ausnahmen gibt's leider keine
in jedem Mann steckt auch immer ein Schwein
Männer sind Säue, glaube ihnen nicht ein Wort
Sie schwör'n dir ewige Treue
und dann am nächsten Morgen sind sie fort -
yeah yeah yeaaah

Und falls du doch den Fehler machst
und dir 'nen Ehemann anlachst
mutiert dein Rosenkavalier kurz nach
der Hochzeit auch zum Tier
da zeigt er dann sein wahres Ich
ganz unrasiert und widerlich
trinkt Bier, sieht fern und wird schnell fett
und rülpst & furzt im Ehebett

Dann hast du King Kong zum Ehemann
drum sag ich dir, denk' bitte stets daran :
Männer sind Schweine
traue ihnen nicht, mein Kind,
sie wollen alle nur das Eine
für wahre Liebe sind sie blind
Männer sind Ratten, begegne ihnen nur mit List
Sie wollen alles begatten,
was nicht bei drei auf den Bäumen ist ...
Männer sind Schweine
frage nicht nach Sonnenschein
Ausnahmen gibt's leider keine
in jedem Mann steckt auch immer ein Schwein
Männer sind Säue, glaube ihnen nicht ein Wort...

[lameXpert]

Hallottátok-e Vidróckinak hírét?
Mikor õt a pandúrok keresték?
Nagy hirtelen kiugrott az oldalba,
- Ide gyere, kutya pandúr, halálra!

Fegyverneki fenyves erdõ a tanyám,
Oda gyere, kis angyalom, énhozzám!
Meglátod az aranyvesszõs tanyámat,
Sugár magas, vékony jegenyefámat!

Kis angyalom, majd ha eljössz estvére,
Piros almát kössél kis keszkenõdbe!
Add oda a csendbiztosnak magának,
Már engemet a pandúrok sem bántanak.

Ha kérdi a csendbiztos, hogy ki küldi,
Mondjad neki: az a híres Vidrócki.
Ha kérdi a csendbiztos, hogy ki küldi,
Az a híres-nevezetes Vidrócki.

Amott látszik három kis tûz magában,
Gyerünk pajtás, ha nem járnánk hiába!
Jerünk pajtás, járjuk körül a gulyát,
Szakajjunk el belõle egy néhány párt.

Amott legel egy pej csikó magába,
Száz béklyóba van a lába bezárva.
Eredj pajtás, fordítsd meg azt a csikót,
Hadd vágjam le a lábáról a béklyót!

Ha levesszük a rézbéklyót a lábáról,
Majd segítek én a többi bajáról.
Majd elvigyük napnyugatról keletre
Még reggelre siller bort iszunk érte.

[Lulu64]

Idézet

Haddaway: What Is Love?

What is love
Oh baby, don't hurt me
Don't hurt me no more
Oh, baby don't hurt me
Don't hurt me no more

What is love
Yeah

Oh, I don't know why you're not there
I give you my love, but you don't care
So what is right and what is wrong
Gimme a sign

What is love
Oh baby, don't hurt me
Don't hurt me no more
What is love
Oh baby, don't hurt me
Don't hurt me no more

Whoa whoa whoa, oooh oooh
Whoa whoa whoa, oooh oooh

Oh, I don't know, what can I do
What else can I say, it's up to you
I know we're one, just me and you
I can't go on

What is love
Oh baby, don't hurt me
Don't hurt me no more
What is love
Oh baby, don't hurt me
Don't hurt me no more

Whoa whoa whoa, oooh oooh
Whoa whoa whoa, oooh oooh

What is love, oooh, oooh, oooh
What is love, oooh, oooh, oooh

What is love
Oh baby, don't hurt me
Don't hurt me no more

Don't hurt me
Don't hurt me

I want no other, no other lover
This is our life, our time
When we are together, I need you forever
Is it love

What is love
Oh baby, don't hurt me
Don't hurt me no more
What is love
Oh baby, don't hurt me
Don't hurt me no more (oooh, oooh)

What is love
Oh baby, don't hurt me
Don't hurt me no more
What is love
Oh baby, don't hurt me
Don't hurt me no more (oooh, oooh)

What is love?

[lameXpert]

Sweet: Love Is Like Oxygen


Love is like oxygen
You get too much, you get too high
Not enough and you're gonna die
Love gets you high

Love is like oxygen
You get too much, you get too high
Not enough and you're gonna die
Love gets you high

Time on my side
I got it all
I've heard that pride
Always comes before a fall
There's a rumour goin round the town
That you don't want me around
I can't shake off my city blues
Every way I turn I lose

Love is like oxygen
You get too much, you get too high
Not enough and you're gonna die
Love gets you high

Love is like oxygen
You get too much, you get too high
Not enough and you're gonna die
Love gets you high

Time is no healer
If you're not there
Lonely fever
Sad words in the air
Some things are better left unsaid
I'm gonna spend my days in bed
I'll walk the streets at night
To be hidden by the city lights, city lights
     
Love is like oxygen
You get too much, you get too high
Not enough and you're gonna die
Love gets you high

Love is like oxygen
You get too much, you get too high
Not enough and you're gonna die
Love gets you high

[KovacsUr]

Idézet

The Want (existence/nonexistence)

i ask for water i ask for sleep
batteries for my remote telephone to speak
electricity in abundance mirror shades
japanese food midnight raid

i ask for silence i ask for sex
give me a ray gun tell me how to dress
call my mother call the priest
tell them my lover has turned a beast

  this situation is now
  as old as anything
  my eyes see
  in the darkened space of this existance

i ask for strength a clear head
maybe a razor to paint you red
i want radar i want a light
i want division i want to fight

  this situation is now
  as old as anything
  my eyes see
  in the darkened space of this existence

[Fülel]

[Lulu64]

Idézet

Ace Of Base: Cruel Summer

Hot summer streets and the pavements are burning
I sit around
Trying to smile, but the air is so heavy and dry
Strange voices are saying (ah, what did they say?)
Things I can't understand
It's too close to comfort, this heat has got
Right out of hand

It's a cruel, (cruel) cruel summer
Leaving me here on my own
It's a cruel, (it's a cruel) cruel summer
Now you're gone
You're not the only one
It's a cruel

The city is crowded, my friends are away and I'm on my own
It's too hot to handle, so I gotta get up and go, and go

It's a cruel, (cruel) cruel summer
Leaving me here on my own
It's a cruel, (it's a cruel) cruel summer
Now you're gone
You're not the only one

It's a cruel, cruel summer (leaving me)
Leaving me here on my own
It's a cruel, (it's a cruel) cruel summer
Now you're gone
You're not the only one

Now don't you leave me
Now don't you leave me
Well don't you leave me
Come on, come on

Now don't you leave me
Now don't you leave me
Well don't you leave me

Come on, come on

It's a cruel, cruel summer (leaving me)
Leaving me here on my own

It's a cruel, (it's a cruel) cruel summer
Now you're gone
You're not the only one

It's a cruel, cruel summer (leaving me)
Leaving me here on my own
It's a cruel, (it's a cruel) cruel summer
Now you're gone
You're not the only one

It's a cruel, cruel summer
It's a cruel, (it's a cruel) cruel summer

It's a cruel, cruel summer (leaving me)
It's a cruel, (it's a cruel) cruel summer

It's a cruel summer

[lameXpert]

Joan Osborne - One Of Us

If God had a name, what would it be
And would you call it to his face
If you were faced with him in all his glory
What would you ask if you had just one question

And yeah yeah God is great yeah yeah God is good
yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

What if God was one of us
Just a slob like one of us
Just a stranger on the bus
Trying to make his way home

If God had a face what would it look like
And would you want to see
If seeing meant that you would have to believe
In things like heaven and in jesus and the saints and all the prophets

And yeah yeah god is great yeah yeah god is good
yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

What if God was one of us
Just a slob like one of us
Just a stranger on the bus
Trying to make his way home
He's trying to make his way home
Back up to heaven all alone
Nobody calling on the phone
Except for the pope maybe in rome

And yeah yeah God is great yeah yeah God is good
yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

What if god was one of us
Just a slob like one of us
Just a stranger on the bus
Trying to make his way home
Just trying to make his way home
Like a holy rolling stone
Back up to heaven all alone
Just trying to make his way home
Nobody calling on the phone
Except for the pope maybe in rome

[lameXpert]

B.J.: Gyerekjátékok

Kinõttél már a gyermekkorból,
De felnõtt nem vagy még,
Megszoktad a játékaid
És folytatni szeretnéd.
Rabló-pandúrt, papás-mamást,
Meg mindenféle mást,
De elõbb meg kell tanulnod
A szabályos dobást.

Egész más, egész más ez a játék,
Egész más, egész más ez a játék,
Ha beállsz a körbe és vállalod,
Hogy "nem ér a neved", nem játszhatod.
Egész más, egész más ez a játék,
Ez a játék.

Kisautóddal, ha száguldoztál
És végül összetört,
Sohasem kellett kihívni
A mentõt s a rendõrt.
A szomszéd lány se téged kért meg,
H akart egy kisbabát.
S ha karácsonyra megkapta,
Nem nõtte ki a babaruhát.

Egész más, egész más ez a játék,
Egész más, egész más ez a játék,
Ha beállsz a körbe és vállalod,
Hogy "nem ér a neved", nem játszhatod.
Egész más, egész más ez a játék,
Ez a játék.

[lameXpert]

Cseh Tamás - Bereményi Géza: F.M. Dosztojevszkij és az ördög

Egy hófehér éjszakán Fjodor Mihajlovics
Pétervárott megáll, mögötte senki sincs
csak egyvalaki,
s mert sejti hogy ki,
hátra se nézve szól Fjodor Mihajlovics:
"Szólj, Ördög, mi dolgod velem? Röviden szót keríts!
Aztán iszkiri!
Nem állhatlak ki!"
"Még ifjú író ön, Fjodor Mihajlovics,
- szólt egy hang a hát mögül - jövöje drága kincs,
s a cár ellen itt
összeesküszik..."
"Vészes e társaság, amelynek tagja lett,
Párizst képzel ide Pétervár helyett,
mind csupa gög,
összeesküvök."
"De már holnap reggelen láncban lesz, bizony,
és lakni fogja majd, megjósolhatom,
nyolc éven át
Szibériát!"
"Hohó - nevet föl erre fel Fjodor Mihajlovics -
írónak a tapasztalat, a szenvedés drága kincs!
Lássuk tehát
Szibériát!"
"Még ifjú író ön - szól az ördög ott -
jobb hát, ha folytatom még a jóslatot,
mert lesz egy fanyar,
fura kanyar..."
"Mert jó, mondjuk szenved ott, Fjodor Mihajlovics,
és midön visszatér, sok akadálya nincs,
a nagy könyveket
írhatja meg. Amde most figyeljen, Bátyuska!"
"Mert e nagy müvekben káromolja majd
régenvolt társait, kikkel most összetart,
s a cár ellen itt
összeesküszik."
"És Párizs fertö lesz az új eszméivel,
a 'miért' helyett csak a 'hogyan'-t keresi majd, mivel
érdekesek
az emberek."
"Igy jut el az emberhez az intézmény helyett
- szólt a hang és nevetett, ott a hát megett -
Hihihihi,
Dosztojevszkij!"
Igy maradt végül ott Fjodor Mihajlovics,
rázva zúgó fejét, egy gondolata sincs,
hogy itt mi lesz, ki érti ezt?
Hogy itt mi lesz, ki érti ezt?
Gondolat helyett
gondolatmenet.

[onkelz]

Turbonegro : Denim Demon

Idézet

tried to be part of the scene -
Bought all the records and magazines -
But all the kids they put me down -
laughed and said I was a clown -
Said they didn't want me around -
Made me feel so all alone -
But now I'm back with a bang -
I've got my own leather gang -
And all of them are men -
And denim's back again -
And I am - And I am -
I am a denim demon -
Got my own congregation -
I am a saint for seamen -
And I am - And I am -
I am a denim demon -
You've got my penis steaming -
And your asshole screaming : HELP! -
The day is black, the night is white -
The disco sun it shines so bright -
Protruding buttocks left and right -
I draw my sword prepared for fight -
The stench of piss reveals your fright -
Your asshole is in for a ride -
But now I'm back with a bang -
I've got my own leather gang -
And all of them are men -
And denim's back again -
And I am - And I am -
I am a denim demon -
Got my own congregation -
I am a saint for seamen -
And I am - And I am -
I am a denim demon -
I've got my penis steaming -
And your asshole screaming : HELP! -
Outside of society - Good Head ! Good Head ! - 4x -
OUTSIDE -

[onkelz]

A Perfect Circle : Judith

Idézet

You're such an inspiration for the ways
That I'll never ever choose to be
Oh so many ways for me to show you
How the savior has abandoned you
Fuck your God
Your Lord and your Christ
He did this
Took all you had and
Left you this way
Still you pray, you never stray
Never taste of the fruit
You never thought to question why

It's not like you killed someone
It's not like you drove a hateful spear into his side
Praise the one who left you
Broken down and paralyzed
He did it all for you
He did it all for you

Oh so many many ways for me to show you
How your dogma has abandoned you
Pray to your Christ, to your god
Never taste of the fruit
Never stray, never break
Never---choke on a lie
Even though he's the one who did this to you
You never thought to question why

Not like you killed someone
It's Not like you drove a spiteful spear into his side
Talk to Jesus Christ
As if he knows the reasons why
He did it all for you
Did it all for you
He did it all for you..

[lameXpert]

Jethro Tull: Living In The Past


Happy and I'm smiling,
walk a mile to drink your water.
You know I'd love to love you,
and above you there's no other.
We'll go walking out
while others shout of war's disaster.
Oh, we won't give in,
let's go living in the past.
Once I used to join in
every boy and girl was my friend.
Now there's revolution, but they don't know
what they're fighting.
Let us close out eyes;
outside their lives go on much faster.
Oh, we won't give in,
we'll keep living in the past.

[KovacsUr]

Idézet

Laibach
NOW YOU WILL PAY

BARBARIANS ARE COMING,
CRAWLING FROM THE EAST,
WITH THEIR EYES WIDE SHUT
AND NOSTRILS FULL OF LONGING,
EPIC AND POWERFUL,
WILD IN A GROUP,
BARBARIANS ARE COMING
FROM THE EAST.

THEY WILL COME OUT OF NOWHERE,
THEY WILL ENTER YOUR STATE,
THE NATION OF LOSERS,
THE TRIBE FULL OF HATE.
WITH KNIVES IN THEIR POCKETS
AND BOMBS IN THEIR HANDS,
THEY'LL BURN DOWN YOUR CITIES
AND YOUR DISNEYLANDS.

[CHOIR: ]
    BARBARIANS ARE COMING, HEADING YOUR WAY.
    THE EVIL IS RISING, KNEEL DOWN AND PRAY.

WITH THIRD WORLD HUNGER,
SEX DRIVE IN THEIR BRAINS,
THEY WILL WHISPER YOUR NAMES
AND SCREAM IN YOUR FACE.
WHEN THEY SEARCH FOR THEIR SPACE,
THEY WILL TURN INTO SNAKES
AND YOU ARE BETTER OFF DEAD
IF THEY CRAWL IN YOUR BED.

[CHOIR: ]
    BARBARIANS ARE COMING, HEADING YOUR WAY.
    THE EVIL IS RISING INTO YOUR DAY.
    BARBARIANS ARE COMING, HEADING YOUR WAY.
    THE EVIL IS RISING, KNEEL DOWN AND PRAY.

THEY WILL CONQUER YOUR COUNTRY
AND MAKE YOU ALL SLAVES,
THEY WILL BURN DOWN YOUR HOUSES
AND RAVE AT YOUR GRAVES.

YOU HAD BETTER GET READY,
YOU HAD BETTER BEWARE.
BANGING AT YOUR WINDOWS,
BARBARIANS ARE HERE.

[CHOIR: ]
    BARBARIANS ARE COMING, HEADING YOUR WAY.
    THE EVIL IS RISING, KNEEL DOWN AND PRAY.
    BARBARIANS ARE COMING, HEADING YOUR WAY.
    WHATEVER YOU TOOK FROM THEM —
        NOW YOU WILL PAY.

[KovacsUr]

Idézet

Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds - The Good Son

  One more man gone
  One more man gone
  One more man is gone

The good son walks into the field
He is a tiller, he has a tiller's hands
But down in his heart now
He lays down his queer plans
Against his brother and against his family
Yet he worships his brother
And he worships his mother
But it's his father, he says, he is an unfair man
The good son
The good son
The good son

The good son has sat and often wept
Beneath a malign star by which he's kept
And the night-time in which he's wrapped
Speaks of good and speaks of evil
And he calls to his mother
And he calls to his father
But they are deaf in the shadows
Of his brother's truancy
The good son
The good son
The good son
The good son

And he curses his mother
And he curses his father
And he curses his virtue as an unclean thing
The good son
The good son
The good son

  One more man gone
  One more man gone
  One more man

  One more man gone
  One more man gone
  One more man

  One more man gone
  One more man gone
  One more man