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Kukuruz_Barbe-q
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#26
A taman sam ja htio "We dont need no education"
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ding-dong
- Posts: 548
- Joined: 21/08/2004 01:05
#27
Like A Rolling Stone
by Bob Dylan
Once upon a time you dressed so fine
You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you?
People'd call, say, "beware doll, you're bound to fall"
You thought they were all kiddin' you
You used to laugh about
Everybody that was hangin' out
Now you don't talk so loud
Now you don't seem so proud
About having to be scrounging for your next meal.
How does it feel
How does it feel
To be without a home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?
You've gone to the finest school all right, miss lonely
But you know you only used to get juiced in it
And nobody has ever taught you how to live on the street
And now you find out you're gonna have to get used to it
You said you'd never compromise
With the mystery tramp, but now you realize
He's not selling any alibis
As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes
And ask him do you want to make a deal?
How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?
You never turned around to see the frowns on the jugglers and the clowns
When they all come down and did tricks for you
You never understood that it ain't no good
You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you
You used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat
Who carried on his shoulder a siamese cat
Ain't it hard when you discover that
He really wasn't where it's at
After he took from you everything he could steal.
How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?
Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people
They're drinkin', thinkin' that they got it made
Exchanging all kinds of precious gifts and things
But you'd better lift your diamond ring, you'd better pawn it babe
You used to be so amused
At napoleon in rags and the language that he used
Go to him now, he calls you, you can't refuse
When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose
You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal.
How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?
by Bob Dylan
Once upon a time you dressed so fine
You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you?
People'd call, say, "beware doll, you're bound to fall"
You thought they were all kiddin' you
You used to laugh about
Everybody that was hangin' out
Now you don't talk so loud
Now you don't seem so proud
About having to be scrounging for your next meal.
How does it feel
How does it feel
To be without a home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?
You've gone to the finest school all right, miss lonely
But you know you only used to get juiced in it
And nobody has ever taught you how to live on the street
And now you find out you're gonna have to get used to it
You said you'd never compromise
With the mystery tramp, but now you realize
He's not selling any alibis
As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes
And ask him do you want to make a deal?
How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?
You never turned around to see the frowns on the jugglers and the clowns
When they all come down and did tricks for you
You never understood that it ain't no good
You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you
You used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat
Who carried on his shoulder a siamese cat
Ain't it hard when you discover that
He really wasn't where it's at
After he took from you everything he could steal.
How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?
Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people
They're drinkin', thinkin' that they got it made
Exchanging all kinds of precious gifts and things
But you'd better lift your diamond ring, you'd better pawn it babe
You used to be so amused
At napoleon in rags and the language that he used
Go to him now, he calls you, you can't refuse
When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose
You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal.
How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?
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enigma svijeta
- Posts: 194
- Joined: 04/04/2006 15:33
- Location: Sarajevo
#28
Billy Idol "Sweet sixteen"
I'll do anything
For my sweet sixteen,
And I'll do anything
For little run away child
Gave my heart an engagement ring.
She took ev'rything.
Ev'rything I gave her,
Oh sweet sixteen.
Built a moon
For a rocking chair.
I never guessed it would
Rock her far from here
Oh, oh, oh, oh.
Someone's built a candy castle
For my sweet sixteen.
Someone's built a candy brain
And filled it in.
Well I'll do anything
For my sweet sixteen
Oh I'll do anything
For little runaway child
Well, memories will burn you.
Memories grow older as people can
They just get colder
Like sweet sixteen
Oh, I see it's clear
Baby, that you are
All through here
Oh, oh, oh, oh.
Someone's built a candy castle
For my sweet sixteen,
Someone's built a candy house
To house her in.
Someone's built a candy castle
For my sweet sixteen.
Someone's built a candy brain
And filled it in.
And I do anything
For my sweet sixteen
Oh, I do anything
For little run away girl.
Yeah, sad and lonely and blue.
Yeah, gettin' over you.
How, how do you think it feels
Yeah to get up in the morning, get over you.
Up in the morning, get over you.
Wipe away the tears, get over you,
get over, get over...
My sweet sixteen
Oh runaway child
Oh sweet sixteen
Little runaway girl.
Gave my heart an engagement ring
She left everything
Everything I gave her
Sweet sixteen
Built a moon
For a rocking chair,
Never guessed it would
Rock her far from here
Oh, oh, oh
Someone's built a candy castle
For my sweet sixteen.
Someone's built a candy house
To house her in.
Someone's built a candy castle
For my sweet sixteen
Someone's built a candy house
To house her in.
And I'll do anything
For my sweet sixteen
Oh, I'll do anything
For little runaway child.
Do anything
For my sweet sixteen
I'll do anything
For little runaway girl
Little runaway girl
Oh sweet sixteen
Oh sweet sixteen
Oh.
coolerska pjesma...
I'll do anything
For my sweet sixteen,
And I'll do anything
For little run away child
Gave my heart an engagement ring.
She took ev'rything.
Ev'rything I gave her,
Oh sweet sixteen.
Built a moon
For a rocking chair.
I never guessed it would
Rock her far from here
Oh, oh, oh, oh.
Someone's built a candy castle
For my sweet sixteen.
Someone's built a candy brain
And filled it in.
Well I'll do anything
For my sweet sixteen
Oh I'll do anything
For little runaway child
Well, memories will burn you.
Memories grow older as people can
They just get colder
Like sweet sixteen
Oh, I see it's clear
Baby, that you are
All through here
Oh, oh, oh, oh.
Someone's built a candy castle
For my sweet sixteen,
Someone's built a candy house
To house her in.
Someone's built a candy castle
For my sweet sixteen.
Someone's built a candy brain
And filled it in.
And I do anything
For my sweet sixteen
Oh, I do anything
For little run away girl.
Yeah, sad and lonely and blue.
Yeah, gettin' over you.
How, how do you think it feels
Yeah to get up in the morning, get over you.
Up in the morning, get over you.
Wipe away the tears, get over you,
get over, get over...
My sweet sixteen
Oh runaway child
Oh sweet sixteen
Little runaway girl.
Gave my heart an engagement ring
She left everything
Everything I gave her
Sweet sixteen
Built a moon
For a rocking chair,
Never guessed it would
Rock her far from here
Oh, oh, oh
Someone's built a candy castle
For my sweet sixteen.
Someone's built a candy house
To house her in.
Someone's built a candy castle
For my sweet sixteen
Someone's built a candy house
To house her in.
And I'll do anything
For my sweet sixteen
Oh, I'll do anything
For little runaway child.
Do anything
For my sweet sixteen
I'll do anything
For little runaway girl
Little runaway girl
Oh sweet sixteen
Oh sweet sixteen
Oh.
coolerska pjesma...
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ding-dong
- Posts: 548
- Joined: 21/08/2004 01:05
#29
Kashmir
by Led Zeppelin
Oh let the sun beat down upon my face, stars to fill my dream
I am a traveler of both time and space, to be where i have been
To sit with elders of the gentle race, this world has seldom seen
They talk of days for which they sit and wait and all will be revealed
Talk and song from tongues of lilting grace, whose sounds caress my ear
But not a word i heard could i relate, the story was quite clear
Oh, oh.
Oh, i been flying... mama, there ain't no denyin'
I've been flying, ain't no denyin', no denyin'
All i see turns to brown, as the sun burns the ground
And my eyes fill with sand, as i scan this wasted land
Trying to find, trying to find where i've been.
Oh, pilot of the storm who leaves no trace, like thoughts inside a dream
Heed the path that led me to that place, yellow desert stream
My shangri-la beneath the summer moon, i will return again
Sure as the dust that floats high and true, when movin' through kashmir.
Oh, father of the four winds, fill my sails, across the sea of years
With no provision but an open face, along the straits of fear
Ohh.
When i'm on, when i'm on my way, yeah
When i see, when i see the way, you stay-yeah
Ooh, yeah-yeah, ooh, yeah-yeah, when i'm down...
Ooh, yeah-yeah, ooh, yeah-yeah, well i'm down, so down
Ooh, my baby, oooh, my baby, let me take you there
Let me take you there. let me take you there
by Led Zeppelin
Oh let the sun beat down upon my face, stars to fill my dream
I am a traveler of both time and space, to be where i have been
To sit with elders of the gentle race, this world has seldom seen
They talk of days for which they sit and wait and all will be revealed
Talk and song from tongues of lilting grace, whose sounds caress my ear
But not a word i heard could i relate, the story was quite clear
Oh, oh.
Oh, i been flying... mama, there ain't no denyin'
I've been flying, ain't no denyin', no denyin'
All i see turns to brown, as the sun burns the ground
And my eyes fill with sand, as i scan this wasted land
Trying to find, trying to find where i've been.
Oh, pilot of the storm who leaves no trace, like thoughts inside a dream
Heed the path that led me to that place, yellow desert stream
My shangri-la beneath the summer moon, i will return again
Sure as the dust that floats high and true, when movin' through kashmir.
Oh, father of the four winds, fill my sails, across the sea of years
With no provision but an open face, along the straits of fear
Ohh.
When i'm on, when i'm on my way, yeah
When i see, when i see the way, you stay-yeah
Ooh, yeah-yeah, ooh, yeah-yeah, when i'm down...
Ooh, yeah-yeah, ooh, yeah-yeah, well i'm down, so down
Ooh, my baby, oooh, my baby, let me take you there
Let me take you there. let me take you there
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ProS
- Posts: 675
- Joined: 19/09/2004 23:23
#30
Express Yourself
by N.W.A.
Yo, man... there’s a lot of brothers out there flakin’ and perpetratin
But scared to kick reality.
Man, you’ve been doing all this dope producing.
You had a chance to show ’em what time it is...
So, what you want me to do?
Express yourself...
I’m expressin’ with my full capabilities,
And now I’m livin’ in correctional facilities,
Cause some don’t agree with how I do this.
I get straight, meditate like a buddhist
I’m droppin’ flava, my behaviour is heriditery,
But my technique is very necessary.
Blame it on ice cube... because he says it gets funky
When you got a subject and a predacit.
Add it on a dope beat
And that’ll make you think.
Some suckaz just tickle me pink
To my stomache. ’cause they don’t flow like this one.
You know what? I won’t hesitate to dis one
Or two before I’m through.
So don’t try to sing this!
Some drop science
While I’m droppin’ english.
Even if yella
Makes it a-capella
I still express, yo, I don’t smoke weed or a sess.
Cause it’s known to give a brother brain damage.
And brain damage on the mic don’t manage
Nuthin’
But makin’ a sucker and you equal.
Don’t be another sequel...
Express yourself...
Express yourself...
Come on and do it...
Express yourself...
Express yourself...
Come on and do it...
Now, gettin’ back to the pg.
That’s program, and it’s easy.
Dre is back. newjacks, I mean hollow,
Expressin’ ain’t their subject
Because they like to follow
The words, the style, the trend,
The records I spin.
Again and again and again
Yo, you on the other end.
Whatch a brother playin’ dope rhymes with no help.
There’s no fessin’ and guessin’
While I’m expressin myself.
It’s crazy to see people be
What society wants them to be. but not me!
Ruthless...
Is the way to go
They know.
Others say rhymes that fail
To be original.
Or they kill where the hiphop starts,
Forget about the ghetto
And rap for the pop charts.
Some musicians curse at home
But scared to use profanity
When up on the microphone.
Yeah, they want reality.
But you won’t hear none.
They rather exaggerate, a little fiction.
Some say no to drugs and take a stand,
But after the show they go lookin’ for the dopeman.
Or they ban my group from the radio.
Hear nwa and say hell no!.
But you know it ain’t all about wealth.
As long as you make a note to...
Express yourself...
Express yourself...
Come on and do it...
Express yourself...
Express yourself...
Come on and do it...
Express yourself...
From the heart.
Cause if you wanna start to move up the chart
Then expression is a big part of it.
You ain’t efficient when you flow
You ain’t swift, movin’ like a tortoise.
Full of rigor mortis.
There’s a little bit more to show
I got rhymes in my mind, and better like an embryo.
Or a lesson - all of ’em expression
And if you start fessin’ -
I got a smith and wessun
For you.
I might ignore your record
Because it has no bottom.
I get loose in the summer. when in spring and autumn
It’s dre on the mic, gettin’ physical.
Doin’ the job
Nwa is the lynch mob!
Yes, I’m a cob?
But you know you need this.
And the knowledge is growin’
Just like a foetus, or a tumor.
But here’s the rumor:
Dre is in the neighborhood
And he’s up to no good.
When I start expressin’ myself,
Yella, slam it!
Cause if I stay funky like this I’m doin’ damage.
Or i’mma be too hyped,
And need a straight jacket.
I got knowledge and other suckaers lack it.
So, when you see dre, a dj on the mic,
Ask what it’s like.
It’s like we gettin’ hype tonight.
Cause if I strike
It ain’t for your good health.
But I won’t strike if you just...
Express yourself...
Express yourself...
Come on and do it...
Express yourself...
Express yourself...
Come on and do it...
Express yourself...
Come on and do it...
Come on and do it...
Come on and do it...
Come on and do it...
by N.W.A.
Yo, man... there’s a lot of brothers out there flakin’ and perpetratin
But scared to kick reality.
Man, you’ve been doing all this dope producing.
You had a chance to show ’em what time it is...
So, what you want me to do?
Express yourself...
I’m expressin’ with my full capabilities,
And now I’m livin’ in correctional facilities,
Cause some don’t agree with how I do this.
I get straight, meditate like a buddhist
I’m droppin’ flava, my behaviour is heriditery,
But my technique is very necessary.
Blame it on ice cube... because he says it gets funky
When you got a subject and a predacit.
Add it on a dope beat
And that’ll make you think.
Some suckaz just tickle me pink
To my stomache. ’cause they don’t flow like this one.
You know what? I won’t hesitate to dis one
Or two before I’m through.
So don’t try to sing this!
Some drop science
While I’m droppin’ english.
Even if yella
Makes it a-capella
I still express, yo, I don’t smoke weed or a sess.
Cause it’s known to give a brother brain damage.
And brain damage on the mic don’t manage
Nuthin’
But makin’ a sucker and you equal.
Don’t be another sequel...
Express yourself...
Express yourself...
Come on and do it...
Express yourself...
Express yourself...
Come on and do it...
Now, gettin’ back to the pg.
That’s program, and it’s easy.
Dre is back. newjacks, I mean hollow,
Expressin’ ain’t their subject
Because they like to follow
The words, the style, the trend,
The records I spin.
Again and again and again
Yo, you on the other end.
Whatch a brother playin’ dope rhymes with no help.
There’s no fessin’ and guessin’
While I’m expressin myself.
It’s crazy to see people be
What society wants them to be. but not me!
Ruthless...
Is the way to go
They know.
Others say rhymes that fail
To be original.
Or they kill where the hiphop starts,
Forget about the ghetto
And rap for the pop charts.
Some musicians curse at home
But scared to use profanity
When up on the microphone.
Yeah, they want reality.
But you won’t hear none.
They rather exaggerate, a little fiction.
Some say no to drugs and take a stand,
But after the show they go lookin’ for the dopeman.
Or they ban my group from the radio.
Hear nwa and say hell no!.
But you know it ain’t all about wealth.
As long as you make a note to...
Express yourself...
Express yourself...
Come on and do it...
Express yourself...
Express yourself...
Come on and do it...
Express yourself...
From the heart.
Cause if you wanna start to move up the chart
Then expression is a big part of it.
You ain’t efficient when you flow
You ain’t swift, movin’ like a tortoise.
Full of rigor mortis.
There’s a little bit more to show
I got rhymes in my mind, and better like an embryo.
Or a lesson - all of ’em expression
And if you start fessin’ -
I got a smith and wessun
For you.
I might ignore your record
Because it has no bottom.
I get loose in the summer. when in spring and autumn
It’s dre on the mic, gettin’ physical.
Doin’ the job
Nwa is the lynch mob!
Yes, I’m a cob?
But you know you need this.
And the knowledge is growin’
Just like a foetus, or a tumor.
But here’s the rumor:
Dre is in the neighborhood
And he’s up to no good.
When I start expressin’ myself,
Yella, slam it!
Cause if I stay funky like this I’m doin’ damage.
Or i’mma be too hyped,
And need a straight jacket.
I got knowledge and other suckaers lack it.
So, when you see dre, a dj on the mic,
Ask what it’s like.
It’s like we gettin’ hype tonight.
Cause if I strike
It ain’t for your good health.
But I won’t strike if you just...
Express yourself...
Express yourself...
Come on and do it...
Express yourself...
Express yourself...
Come on and do it...
Express yourself...
Come on and do it...
Come on and do it...
Come on and do it...
Come on and do it...
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ding-dong
- Posts: 548
- Joined: 21/08/2004 01:05
#31
Me & Bobby McGee
by Janis Joplin
Busted flat in Baton Rouge, waiting for a train
And I’s feeling nearly as faded as my jeans.
Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rained,
It rode us all the way to New Orleans.
I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandanna,
I was playing soft while Bobby sang the blues.
Windshield wipers slapping time, I was holding Bobby’s hand in mine,
We sang every song that driver knew.
Freedom is just another word for nothing left to lose,
Nothing don’t mean nothing honey if it ain’t free, now now.
And feeling good was easy, Lord, when he sang the blues,
You know feeling good was good enough for me,
Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee.
From the Kentucky coal mines to the California sun,
Hey, Bobby shared the secrets of my soul.
Through all kinds of weather, through everything that we done,
Hey Bobby baby kept me from the cold.
One day up near Salinas, Lord, I let him slip away,
He’s looking for that home and I hope he finds it,
But I’d trade all of my tomorrows for one single yesterday
To be holding Bobby’s body next to mine.
Freedom is just another word for nothing left to lose,
Nothing, that’s all that Bobby left me, yeah,
But feeling good was easy, Lord, when he sang the blues,
Hey, feeling good was good enough for me, hmm hmm,
Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee.
La la la, la la la la, la la la, la la la la
La la la la la Bobby McGee.
La la la la la, la la la la la
La la la la la, Bobby McGee, la.
La La la, la la la la la la,
La La la la la la la la la, hey now Bobby now Bobby McGee yeah.
Na na na na na na na na, na na na na na na na na na na na
Hey now Bobby now, Bobby McGee, yeah.
Lord, I’m calling my lover, calling my man,
I said I’m calling my lover just the best I can,
C’mon, where is Bobby now, where is Bobby McGee, yeah,
Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lord
Hey, hey, hey, Bobby McGee, Lord!
Yeah! Whew!
Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lord
Hey, hey, hey, Bobby McGee.
by Janis Joplin
Busted flat in Baton Rouge, waiting for a train
And I’s feeling nearly as faded as my jeans.
Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rained,
It rode us all the way to New Orleans.
I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandanna,
I was playing soft while Bobby sang the blues.
Windshield wipers slapping time, I was holding Bobby’s hand in mine,
We sang every song that driver knew.
Freedom is just another word for nothing left to lose,
Nothing don’t mean nothing honey if it ain’t free, now now.
And feeling good was easy, Lord, when he sang the blues,
You know feeling good was good enough for me,
Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee.
From the Kentucky coal mines to the California sun,
Hey, Bobby shared the secrets of my soul.
Through all kinds of weather, through everything that we done,
Hey Bobby baby kept me from the cold.
One day up near Salinas, Lord, I let him slip away,
He’s looking for that home and I hope he finds it,
But I’d trade all of my tomorrows for one single yesterday
To be holding Bobby’s body next to mine.
Freedom is just another word for nothing left to lose,
Nothing, that’s all that Bobby left me, yeah,
But feeling good was easy, Lord, when he sang the blues,
Hey, feeling good was good enough for me, hmm hmm,
Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee.
La la la, la la la la, la la la, la la la la
La la la la la Bobby McGee.
La la la la la, la la la la la
La la la la la, Bobby McGee, la.
La La la, la la la la la la,
La La la la la la la la la, hey now Bobby now Bobby McGee yeah.
Na na na na na na na na, na na na na na na na na na na na
Hey now Bobby now, Bobby McGee, yeah.
Lord, I’m calling my lover, calling my man,
I said I’m calling my lover just the best I can,
C’mon, where is Bobby now, where is Bobby McGee, yeah,
Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lord
Hey, hey, hey, Bobby McGee, Lord!
Yeah! Whew!
Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lord
Hey, hey, hey, Bobby McGee.
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ding-dong
- Posts: 548
- Joined: 21/08/2004 01:05
#32
Little Wing
by Jimi Hendrix
Well she's walking through the clouds
With a circus mind that's running round
Butterflies and zebras
And moonbeams and fairy tales
That's all she ever thinks about
Riding with the wind.
When I'm sad, she comes to me
With a thousand smiles, she gives to me free
It's alright she says it's alright
Take anything you want from me, anything
Anything.
Fly on little wing,
Yeah yeah, yeah, little wing
by Jimi Hendrix
Well she's walking through the clouds
With a circus mind that's running round
Butterflies and zebras
And moonbeams and fairy tales
That's all she ever thinks about
Riding with the wind.
When I'm sad, she comes to me
With a thousand smiles, she gives to me free
It's alright she says it's alright
Take anything you want from me, anything
Anything.
Fly on little wing,
Yeah yeah, yeah, little wing
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ding-dong
- Posts: 548
- Joined: 21/08/2004 01:05
#33
Money For Nothing
by Dire Straits
Now look at them yo-yo's that's the way you do it
You play the guitar on the MTV
That ain't workin' that's the way you do it
Money for nothin' and chicks for free
Now that ain't workin' that's the way you do it
Lemme tell ya them guys ain't dumb
Maybe get a blister on your little finger
Maybe get a blister on your thumb
We gotta install microwave ovens
Custom kitchen deliveries
We gotta move these refrigerators
We gotta move these color TV's
See the little faggot with the earring and the make-up
Yeah buddy that's his own hair
That little faggot got his own jet airplane
That little faggot he's millionaire
We gotta install microwawve ovens
Custom kitchen deliveries
We gotta move these refrigerators
We gotta move these color TV's
I shoulda learned to play the guitar
I shoulda learned to play them drums
Look at that mama, she got it stickin' in the camera
Man we could have some fun
And he's up there, what's that ? Hawaiian noises ?
Bangin' on the bongoes like a chimpanzee
That ain't workin' that's the way you do it
Get your money for nothin' get your chicks for free
We gotta install ovens
Custom kitchen deliveries
We gotta move these refrigerators
We gotta move these color TV's, Lord
Now that ain't workin' that's the way you do it
You play the guitar on the MTV
That ain't workin' that's the way you do it
Money for nothin' get your chicks for free
Money for nothin' get chicks for free
by Dire Straits
Now look at them yo-yo's that's the way you do it
You play the guitar on the MTV
That ain't workin' that's the way you do it
Money for nothin' and chicks for free
Now that ain't workin' that's the way you do it
Lemme tell ya them guys ain't dumb
Maybe get a blister on your little finger
Maybe get a blister on your thumb
We gotta install microwave ovens
Custom kitchen deliveries
We gotta move these refrigerators
We gotta move these color TV's
See the little faggot with the earring and the make-up
Yeah buddy that's his own hair
That little faggot got his own jet airplane
That little faggot he's millionaire
We gotta install microwawve ovens
Custom kitchen deliveries
We gotta move these refrigerators
We gotta move these color TV's
I shoulda learned to play the guitar
I shoulda learned to play them drums
Look at that mama, she got it stickin' in the camera
Man we could have some fun
And he's up there, what's that ? Hawaiian noises ?
Bangin' on the bongoes like a chimpanzee
That ain't workin' that's the way you do it
Get your money for nothin' get your chicks for free
We gotta install ovens
Custom kitchen deliveries
We gotta move these refrigerators
We gotta move these color TV's, Lord
Now that ain't workin' that's the way you do it
You play the guitar on the MTV
That ain't workin' that's the way you do it
Money for nothin' get your chicks for free
Money for nothin' get chicks for free
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ding-dong
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- Joined: 21/08/2004 01:05
#34
Soldier Of Fortune
by Deep Purple
I have often told you stories
About the way
I lived the life of a drifter
Waiting for the day
When I'd take your hand
And sing you songs
Then maybe you would say
Come lay with me love me
And I would surely stay
But I feel I'm growing older
And the songs that I have sung
Echo in the distance
Like the sound
Of a windmill goin' 'round
I guess I'll always be
A soldier of fortune
Many times I've been a traveller
I looked for something new
In days of old
When nights were cold
I wandered without you
But those days I thougt my eyes
Had seen you standing near
Though blindness is confusing
It shows that you're not here
Now I feel I'm growing older
And the songs that I have sung
Echo in the distance
Like the sound
Of a windmill goin' 'round
I guess I'll always be
A soldier of fortune
Yes, I can hear the sound
Of a windmill goin' 'round
I guess I'll always be
A soldier of fortune
by Deep Purple
I have often told you stories
About the way
I lived the life of a drifter
Waiting for the day
When I'd take your hand
And sing you songs
Then maybe you would say
Come lay with me love me
And I would surely stay
But I feel I'm growing older
And the songs that I have sung
Echo in the distance
Like the sound
Of a windmill goin' 'round
I guess I'll always be
A soldier of fortune
Many times I've been a traveller
I looked for something new
In days of old
When nights were cold
I wandered without you
But those days I thougt my eyes
Had seen you standing near
Though blindness is confusing
It shows that you're not here
Now I feel I'm growing older
And the songs that I have sung
Echo in the distance
Like the sound
Of a windmill goin' 'round
I guess I'll always be
A soldier of fortune
Yes, I can hear the sound
Of a windmill goin' 'round
I guess I'll always be
A soldier of fortune
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Qler
- Posts: 25931
- Joined: 18/10/2004 14:49
- Location: Sarajevo
#35
nije bas svijet 
ali jeste jugu
Kad bi bio bijelo dugme
kad bi bio bijelo dugme
mala bi se zakopcala u me
kad bi bio dugme plavo
ne bi znala da sam krajnje spavo
hej mala hej
kad bi bio bijelo dugme, heeeej ...
da sam djerdan sav od zlata
grlio bih malu oko vrata
diro bih je oko vrata
ne zna selo ne zna njena mama
odavde je pocelo
ali jeste jugu Kad bi bio bijelo dugme
kad bi bio bijelo dugme
mala bi se zakopcala u me
kad bi bio dugme plavo
ne bi znala da sam krajnje spavo
hej mala hej
kad bi bio bijelo dugme, heeeej ...
da sam djerdan sav od zlata
grlio bih malu oko vrata
diro bih je oko vrata
ne zna selo ne zna njena mama
odavde je pocelo
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Stitch__
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- Joined: 09/08/2004 18:39
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- Contact:
#36
gledao sam temu i mislio sam da fakat niko nije stavio ovu pjesmuding-dong wrote: Like A Rolling Stone
by Bob Dylan
Once upon a time you dressed so fine
You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you?
People'd call, say, "beware doll, you're bound to fall"
You thought they were all kiddin' you
You used to laugh about
Everybody that was hangin' out
Now you don't talk so loud
Now you don't seem so proud
About having to be scrounging for your next meal.
How does it feel
How does it feel
To be without a home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?
You've gone to the finest school all right, miss lonely
But you know you only used to get juiced in it
And nobody has ever taught you how to live on the street
And now you find out you're gonna have to get used to it
You said you'd never compromise
With the mystery tramp, but now you realize
He's not selling any alibis
As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes
And ask him do you want to make a deal?
How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?
You never turned around to see the frowns on the jugglers and the clowns
When they all come down and did tricks for you
You never understood that it ain't no good
You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you
You used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat
Who carried on his shoulder a siamese cat
Ain't it hard when you discover that
He really wasn't where it's at
After he took from you everything he could steal.
How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?
Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people
They're drinkin', thinkin' that they got it made
Exchanging all kinds of precious gifts and things
But you'd better lift your diamond ring, you'd better pawn it babe
You used to be so amused
At napoleon in rags and the language that he used
Go to him now, he calls you, you can't refuse
When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose
You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal.
How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?
a jednom u busu, na putu izmedju sarajeva i zagreba
slusao sam radio, i rekose da je neki americki magazin, pojma nemam, pravio istrazivanje koja je pjesma najvise promijenila svijet...i zakljucili su da je to ova meni i nije nesto, ima dylan (dog ) i boljih, al leto... -
scott
- Posts: 349
- Joined: 04/01/2004 00:00
#37
Jedina moja
Pogledaj u moje oci
zasto skrivas pogled taj
pogledaj u moje lice
i pokazi osmijeh svoj
Djevojko u sutonu tihom
pokraj rijeke sto koracas
s tuznom sjenom na licu svom
i kosom njeznom
i kosom plavom kao lan
Ref. 2x
Jedina moja
tebi sviram ja
jedina moja
tebi pjevam ja
KRIVO JE MORE
Ti, ti si ga upoznala
jedne ljetne veceri
on, on te poljubio
dok more se pjenilo
i ti si se zaljubila
mada nisi htjela to
REFREN
Krivo je more
znaj, ljeto je varljivo
a srce ti zavodljivo
Kuci kad si dosla ti
znala si da si u zabludi
a to vece uz mora sum
od srece sva si blistala
krivo je more
REFREN
Pogledaj u moje oci
zasto skrivas pogled taj
pogledaj u moje lice
i pokazi osmijeh svoj
Djevojko u sutonu tihom
pokraj rijeke sto koracas
s tuznom sjenom na licu svom
i kosom njeznom
i kosom plavom kao lan
Ref. 2x
Jedina moja
tebi sviram ja
jedina moja
tebi pjevam ja
KRIVO JE MORE
Ti, ti si ga upoznala
jedne ljetne veceri
on, on te poljubio
dok more se pjenilo
i ti si se zaljubila
mada nisi htjela to
REFREN
Krivo je more
znaj, ljeto je varljivo
a srce ti zavodljivo
Kuci kad si dosla ti
znala si da si u zabludi
a to vece uz mora sum
od srece sva si blistala
krivo je more
REFREN
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Hart
- Posts: 974
- Joined: 30/03/2004 13:09
- Location: Sarajevo
#38
"Love Will Tear Us Apart"
by Joy Division
When routine bites hard
and ambitions are low
And resentment rides high
but emotions won't grow
And we're changing our ways,
taking different roads
Then love, love will tear us apart
again [x4]
Why is this bedroom so cold
Turned away on your side?
Is my timing that flawed,
our respect run so dry?
Yet there's still this appeal
That we've kept through our lives
And love, love will tear us apart again [x4]
Do you cry out in your sleep
All my feelings expose?
Get a taste in my mouth
As desperation takes hold
Is it something so good
Just can't function no more?
When love, love will tear us apart again [x7]
by Joy Division
When routine bites hard
and ambitions are low
And resentment rides high
but emotions won't grow
And we're changing our ways,
taking different roads
Then love, love will tear us apart
again [x4]
Why is this bedroom so cold
Turned away on your side?
Is my timing that flawed,
our respect run so dry?
Yet there's still this appeal
That we've kept through our lives
And love, love will tear us apart again [x4]
Do you cry out in your sleep
All my feelings expose?
Get a taste in my mouth
As desperation takes hold
Is it something so good
Just can't function no more?
When love, love will tear us apart again [x7]
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dinash
- Posts: 2002
- Joined: 03/10/2002 00:00
- Location: ljubljana
- Contact:
#39
ja kada ih slusam ne mogu da vjerujem da je ian imao samo 23 godine kada se ubio ...Hart wrote:"Love Will Tear Us Apart"
by Joy Division
When routine bites hard
and ambitions are low
And resentment rides high
but emotions won't grow
And we're changing our ways,
taking different roads
Then love, love will tear us apart
again [x4]
Why is this bedroom so cold
Turned away on your side?
Is my timing that flawed,
our respect run so dry?
Yet there's still this appeal
That we've kept through our lives
And love, love will tear us apart again [x4]
Do you cry out in your sleep
All my feelings expose?
Get a taste in my mouth
As desperation takes hold
Is it something so good
Just can't function no more?
When love, love will tear us apart again [x7]
inace ovdje treba obavezno dodati pjesmu Blue Monday.
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dinash
- Posts: 2002
- Joined: 03/10/2002 00:00
- Location: ljubljana
- Contact:
#40
"Blue Monday"
New Order
How does it feel
To treat me like you do
When you?ve laid your hands upon me
And told me who you are
I thought I was mistaken
I thought I heard your words
Tell me how do I feel
Tell me now how do I feel
Those who came before me
Lived through their vocations
From the past until completion
They will turn away no more
And I still find it so hard
To say what I need to say
But I?m quite sure that you?ll tell me
Just how I should feel today
I see a ship in the harbor
I can and shall obey
But if it wasn?t for your misfortunes
I?d be a heavenly person today
And I thought I was mistaken
And I thought I heard you speak
Tell me how do I feel
Tell me now how should I feel
Now I stand here waiting
I thought I told you to leave me
While I walked down to the beach
Tell me how does it feel
When your heart grows cold
(grows cold, grows cold, grows cold)
New Order
How does it feel
To treat me like you do
When you?ve laid your hands upon me
And told me who you are
I thought I was mistaken
I thought I heard your words
Tell me how do I feel
Tell me now how do I feel
Those who came before me
Lived through their vocations
From the past until completion
They will turn away no more
And I still find it so hard
To say what I need to say
But I?m quite sure that you?ll tell me
Just how I should feel today
I see a ship in the harbor
I can and shall obey
But if it wasn?t for your misfortunes
I?d be a heavenly person today
And I thought I was mistaken
And I thought I heard you speak
Tell me how do I feel
Tell me now how should I feel
Now I stand here waiting
I thought I told you to leave me
While I walked down to the beach
Tell me how does it feel
When your heart grows cold
(grows cold, grows cold, grows cold)
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Hart
- Posts: 974
- Joined: 30/03/2004 13:09
- Location: Sarajevo
#43
Ovo je prvih deset sa NME's 100 Greatest Singles of All Times:
1. Joy Division - Love Will Tear Us Apart
2. Nirvana - Smells Like Teen Spirit
3. The Sex Pistols - Anarchy in the UK
4. The Rolling Stones - Paint It Black
5. David Bowie - Heroes
6. The Stone Roses - Fools Gold
7. The Smiths - The Charming Man
8. Oasis - Live Forever
9. Massive Attack - Unfinished Sympathy
10. The Clash - London Calling
1. Joy Division - Love Will Tear Us Apart
2. Nirvana - Smells Like Teen Spirit
3. The Sex Pistols - Anarchy in the UK
4. The Rolling Stones - Paint It Black
5. David Bowie - Heroes
6. The Stone Roses - Fools Gold
7. The Smiths - The Charming Man
8. Oasis - Live Forever
9. Massive Attack - Unfinished Sympathy
10. The Clash - London Calling
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arden
- Posts: 71
- Joined: 15/06/2004 23:15
#44
Sound Of Silence by Simon & Garfunkel
Hello darkness, my old friend
I've come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence
In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone
'Neath the halo of a street lamp
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence
And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more
People talking without speaking
People hearing without listening
People writing songs that voices never share
And no one dared
Disturb the sound of silence
"Fools", said I, "You do not know
Silence like a cancer grows
Hear my words that I might teach you
Take my arms that I might reach you"
But my words, like silent raindrops fell
And echoed
In the wells of silence
And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon god they made
And the sign flashed out its warning
In the words that it was forming
And the sign said:
"The words of the prophets are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls"
And whispered in the sounds of silence
Hello darkness, my old friend
I've come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence
In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone
'Neath the halo of a street lamp
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence
And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more
People talking without speaking
People hearing without listening
People writing songs that voices never share
And no one dared
Disturb the sound of silence
"Fools", said I, "You do not know
Silence like a cancer grows
Hear my words that I might teach you
Take my arms that I might reach you"
But my words, like silent raindrops fell
And echoed
In the wells of silence
And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon god they made
And the sign flashed out its warning
In the words that it was forming
And the sign said:
"The words of the prophets are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls"
And whispered in the sounds of silence
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Jasho
- Posts: 503
- Joined: 05/06/2003 00:00
- Location: Sarajevo
#45
Pjesma "Where Did You Sleep Last Night" nije Nirvanina, već su je oni obradili! Ustvari prvi put je na svom solo albumu obradio Mark Lanegan (Ex Screaming Trees) i otpjevao u duetu sa Kurtom! Autor pjesme je Leadbelly! Od pjesama koje su promjenile svijet ja bih dodao Sunday Bloody Sunday, New Years Day, Pride (In The Name Of Love), With Or Without You, One - U2! Pearl Jam - Alive, Black, Red Hot Chili Peppers - Give It Away, Under The Bridge, Sonic Youth, Teen Age Riot!
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Meshtar
- Posts: 1922
- Joined: 04/02/2006 17:08
- Location: Sarajevo
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dinash
- Posts: 2002
- Joined: 03/10/2002 00:00
- Location: ljubljana
- Contact:
#50
onda treba ubaciti kompletan transformer od lou reeda ... ili bar "Walk on the Wild Side"
evo
"Walk On The Wild Side"
Holly came from Miami, F.L.A.
Hitch-hiked her way across the USA
Plucked her eyebrows on the way
Shaved her legs and then he was a she
She says, Hey babe
Take a walk on the wild side
Hey honey
Take a walk on the wild side
Candy came from out on the Island
In the backroom she was everybody's darlin'
But she never lost her head
Even when she was giving head
She says, Hey babe
Take a walk on the wild side
I Said, Hey baby
Take a walk on the wild side
And the coloured klix go
doo do doo do doo do do doo..
Little Joe never once gave it away
Everybody had to pay and pay
A hustle here and a hustle there
New York City's the place where they say,
Hey babe, take a walk on the wild side
I said, Hey Joe
Take a walk on the wild side
Sugar Plum Fairy came and hit the streets
Lookin' for soul food and a place to eat
Went to the Apollo
You should've seen em go go go
They said, Hey shuga Take a walk on the wild side
I Said, Hey babe
Take a walk on the wild side
All right, huh
Jackie is just speeding away
Thought she was James Dean for a day
Then I guess she had to crash
Valium would have helped that bash
Said, Hey babe,
Take a walk on the wild side
I said, Hey honey,
Take a walk on the wild side
and the coloured klix say,
doo do doo do doo do do doo
evo
"Walk On The Wild Side"
Holly came from Miami, F.L.A.
Hitch-hiked her way across the USA
Plucked her eyebrows on the way
Shaved her legs and then he was a she
She says, Hey babe
Take a walk on the wild side
Hey honey
Take a walk on the wild side
Candy came from out on the Island
In the backroom she was everybody's darlin'
But she never lost her head
Even when she was giving head
She says, Hey babe
Take a walk on the wild side
I Said, Hey baby
Take a walk on the wild side
And the coloured klix go
doo do doo do doo do do doo..
Little Joe never once gave it away
Everybody had to pay and pay
A hustle here and a hustle there
New York City's the place where they say,
Hey babe, take a walk on the wild side
I said, Hey Joe
Take a walk on the wild side
Sugar Plum Fairy came and hit the streets
Lookin' for soul food and a place to eat
Went to the Apollo
You should've seen em go go go
They said, Hey shuga Take a walk on the wild side
I Said, Hey babe
Take a walk on the wild side
All right, huh
Jackie is just speeding away
Thought she was James Dean for a day
Then I guess she had to crash
Valium would have helped that bash
Said, Hey babe,
Take a walk on the wild side
I said, Hey honey,
Take a walk on the wild side
and the coloured klix say,
doo do doo do doo do do doo
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