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Manica · Wysłany: Nie Wrz 16, 2007 7:58 pm Temat postu:

ho ho, podejrzewam, że konkurencję będę miała już po roku Wink

lady of the flowers · Wysłany: Nie Wrz 16, 2007 8:39 pm Temat postu:

oby, postaram się, ile sił w mózgu Cool

Subterranean · Wysłany: Wto Wrz 18, 2007 8:46 pm Temat postu:

QOTSA
Battery Acid

Make you into dark
Straight into your heart
Sorry all you are
I don’t really care
I know you are

ROBOTS ROBOTS
Brainwashed babies, Blood from a leech
Spoken Rabies
Spastic, plastic, Battery Acid
Yank on the leash
Draggin' you backwards
Oh my closed eyes never see it comin'

There's nothing you can say,
You can’t wish me away
Every masochist, gets a turn
It’s a sadistic twist, you’ll never learn
In Battery Acid
Battery acid

Battery Acid in my veins
Unidentified remains
The YES button broke to automatic
Irrational dosage of furious static erasing what
You are
You were

JEALOUS
To feel the way you do
TO MENTION
A lie, and call it true
FEEL FOR
Nothing Except yourself and nobody else
HANGING OVER THE EDGE

There's nothing you can say,
You can’t wish me away
Every masochist, gets a turn
Sadistic twist, you’ll never learn
In Battery Acid
Battery Acid

Jak dla mnie cała piosenka to song tego roku Very Happy

Subterranean · Wysłany: Śro Wrz 19, 2007 5:22 pm Temat postu:

The Who -Tommy- Christmas

Wielki zespół- Wielka wielka płyta- Wielka wileka wielka piosenka- wielki wielki wielki wielki tekst

[MRS. WALKER]

Did you ever see the faces
Of the children, they get so excited.
Waking up on Christmas morning
Hours before the winter sun's ignited.
They believe in dreams and all they mean,
Including Heaven's generosity.
Peeping 'round the door to see what
Parcels are for free in curiosity.
And Tommy doesn't know what day it is.
He doesn't know who Jesus was,
Or what praying is.

[CHORUS]

How can he be saved
From the eternal grave?

[FRANK]

Tommy, can you hear me?
Tommy, can you hear me?

[MRS. WALKER]

Tommy, can you hear me?
Tommy, can you hear me?
Tommy, can you hear me?
Can you?

[FRANK]

Tommy, can you hear me?

[MRS. WALKER]

Can you hear me?

[CHORUS]

How can he be saved?

[TOMMY]

See me, feel me, touch me, heal me.
See me, feel me, touch me, heal me.

[BOTH]

Tommy, can you hear me?
Tommy, can you hear me?

[CHORUS]

How can he be saved?

[FRANK]

Surrounded by his friends,
He sits so silently and
Unaware of anything.
Playing poxy pinball, picks his nose,
He smiles, he cries,
He pokes his tongue at everything.

[MRS. WALKER]

I believe in love,
But how can men who've never seen light
Be enlightened?
Only if he's cured
Will his spirit's future level
Ever heighten.

[FRANK]

And Tommy doesn't know what day it is.

[MRS. WALKER]

He doesn't know who Jesus was,
Or what praying is.

[CHORUS]

How can he be saved
From the eternal grave?

Zaratustra · Wysłany: Pią Wrz 21, 2007 1:22 pm Temat postu:

Najlepszejszy tekst na świecie

Homo Twist - Open yo cha cha

Open Yo Cha Cha
I be yo da da
Be my go go
Show me yo logo

Be my mama
I be yo lama
Be my diva
I be yo Shiva
Daiman daiman dekinale daliar

Dirijama daredan
Daredan daredan
Noiman delivar
Elmanateliar
Dirijale daiman
Daiman daiman
Noiman delivar
Elmanetaliar
Daiman daiman dekinale daliar

Open yo cha cha...

Daiman daiman
Dekinale daliar
Daiman daiman
Dekinake daliar
repeto
Daiman daiman dekina laiar!

lady of the flowers · Wysłany: Pon Wrz 24, 2007 4:24 pm Temat postu:

NIN "The line begins to blur"

There are things that I said I would never do
There are fears that I cannot believe have come true
For my soul is too sick and too little and too late
And my self I have grown to weary to hate

The more I stay in here
The more it's not so clear
The more I stay in here
The more I disappear
As far as I have gone
I knew what side I'm on
But now I'm not so sure
The line begins to blur

Is there somebody on top of me?
I don't know I don't know
Isn't anybody stopping me?
I don't know I don't know
Well I'm trying to hold my breath
I don't know I don't know
Just how far down can I go?
I don't know I don't know I don't know

As I lie here and stare
The fabric starts to tear
It's far beyond repair
And I don't really care
As far as I have gone
I knew what side I'm on
But now I'm not so sure
The line begins to blur

Zaratustra · Wysłany: Śro Wrz 26, 2007 1:39 pm Temat postu:

Yoko Kanno - Gotta Knock A Little Harder

Happiness is just a word to me
And it might have meant a thing or two
If I'd known the difference

Emptiness, a lonely parody
And my life, another smokin' gun
A sign of my indifference

Always keepin' safe inside
Where no one ever had a chance
To penetrate a break in

Let me tell you some have tried
But I would slam the door so tight
That they could never get in

Kept my cool under lock and key
And I never shed a tear
Another sign of my condidtion

Fear of love or bitter vanity
That kept me on the run
The main events at my confession

I kept a chain upon my door
That would shake the shame of Cain
Into a blind submission

The burning ghost without a name
Was calling all the same
But I wouldn't listen

The longer I'd stall
The further I'd crawl
The further I'd crawl
The harder I'd fall
I was crawlin' into the fire

The more that I saw
The further I'd fall
The further I'd fall
The lower I'd crawl
I kept fallin' into the fire
Into the fire
Into the fire

Suddenly it occurred to me
The reason for the run and hide
Had totaled my existnce

Everything left on the other side
Could never be much worse that this
But could I go the distance

I faced the door and all my shame
Tearin' off each piece of chain
Until they all were broken

But no matter how I tried
The other side was licked so tight
That door it wouldn't open

Gave it all that I got
And started to knock
Shouted for someone
To open the lock
I just gotta get through the door

And the more that I knocked
The hotter I got
The hotter I got
The harder I'd knock
I just gotta break through the door

Gotta knock a little harder
Gotta knock a little harder
Gotta knock a little harder
Break through the door

lady of the flowers · Wysłany: Nie Wrz 30, 2007 1:05 pm Temat postu:

Niesamowicie piękny dla mnie utwór, chociaż tekst bardzo prosty

Isis - So Did We

Our skin worn thin
Our bones exposed
Life reduced to ticks

From forest caves and azure skies
We crashed upon this earth
The years, they passed and so did we
Yet, resistance would be brought

nothing · Wysłany: Wto Paź 02, 2007 10:15 pm Temat postu:

BORN AGAIN

I’m looking at my wounds and draw them aside.
Wider. Deeper.
My hand’s plunged inside, twisting the knife.
Seeing the plague’s face taking shape doesn’t scare me anymore.
Seeing the plague coming out of my wounds liberates me.
I’m close to dying a thousand times
But this time I allowed myself to cry.
Rivers of salt to feel lighter than a feather.
Why the contact with the ground should be painful if I know I’m falling ?
Arms in a cross, ready to absorb the shock.
I just know I can’t go lower.
There is no under.
Just me, myself and I.
And the will to stay or to climb.
Light is brighter from the dark
And I want to kiss the sun.
Not to drown in what’s supposed to make me breathe.
I, born again.
Listen to the screams coming out of my wounds, free from the plague.
Listen to the screams coming out of the hole, holding the sound of joy and pleasure.
Listen to my screams announcing the birth of a new man.
I, born again.
Until the bell tolls, nothing’s finished, nothing’s done.
Until the bell tolls, I am immortal.

OVERMARS

Zaratustra · Wysłany: Nie Paź 07, 2007 12:16 pm Temat postu:

Killing in the name of!
Some of those that were forces are the same that bore crosses
Some of those that were forces are the same that bore crosses
Some of those that were forces are the same that bore crosses
Some of those that were forces are the same that bore crosses
Huh!

Killing in the name of!
Killing in the name of

And now you do what they told ya (11 times)
But now you do what they told ya
Well now you do what they told ya

Those who died are justified, for wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
You justify those that died by wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
Those who died are justified, for wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
You justify those that died by wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites

Some of those that were forces are the same that bore crosses
Some of those that were forces are the same that bore crosses
Some of those that were forces are the same that bore crosses
Some of those that were forces are the same that bore crosses
Uggh!

Killing in the name of!
Killing in the name of

And now you do what they told ya (4 times)
And now you do what they told ya, now you're under control ( 7 times)
And now you do what they told ya!

Those who died are justified, for wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
You justify those that died by wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
Those who died are justified, for wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
You justify those that died by wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
Come on!

(Guitar solo: 'Yeah! Come on!')

Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me (8 times spoken becoming a shout by the 8th time)
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me! (8 times, shouted)
Motherfucker!
Uggh

Subterranean · Wysłany: Wto Paź 09, 2007 3:32 pm Temat postu:

Meshuggah - Ctach 33

Reaching for the inner bright, the very essence-sun of my dreaming bliss
Guided by a fear blinded outside all shades of the perfect black

The scattered jigsaw of my redemption laid out before my eyes
Each piece as amorphous as the other – Each piece in its lack of shape a lie

Me – the paragon of fear, an immobile skein of tangled nerves exposed
Hastily clawing my way into the darkest of my inner scenes of torture

I stay my breath to escape this slavery
I stay my breath to re-awake and face it encore
The struggle to free myself of restraints, becomes my very shackles

Non-physical smothering. Asphyxiation by oxygen hands
Drowning in the endless sky. An ever-downward dive, only to surface
the sewage of indecision, on which all sense of self is afloat
The vortex-acceleration a constant. Resolute in purpose its choking flow

My ignorance cast in the mold of all things absolute
I sustain forever my gaze. A stare fixed on the distant oblivion
Resting in the inverted state of being dead, non-sensory matter
As all the earth, the wind, the fire, the sea behold and learn to pity me

Mutiny of self. Insurrection games convincingly performed
Incapacitated by physical thoughts acting out the will of tendon and bone
Have the bridges of insanity been crossed and forever retracted?
Am I standing among a thousand selves? Is the multitude of laughters mine alone?

The feeding frenzy of my starving soul, gnawing voraciously at the bones,
the exo-skeletal patchwork protecting my own reflection within;
The twin-and-same engaged in the mirrored act of chewing away
at the shell of my attacking self. The paradox unseen

Treacherous this deceit to make no choice matter
To have and yet lose yourself, until finally all reasons why are forgotten
To live through ones own shadow. Mute and blinded, is to really see
Eclipse the golden mirror and the reflection is set free

So imminently visible – this cloaked innocent guilt
Sentenced to a lifetime, a second of structured chaos
Trampled by the ferocious, raging crowds of solitude
I’m the soil beneath me soaking up the sustenance of my own death

Extradited to the gods of chance, the deities of all things random
Alive, multicolored, twitching in their dead monochrome world

Iridescent to the searhing eyes, I’m all things vivid in a world of grey
So easily spotted, so easily claimed in this domain where all is prey

My thoughts a radiant beacon to the omnidirectional hunter-god radar
I’m a markerlight of flesh to these subconscious carnivores
I am them. I am teeth. I’m their arousal at the kill
Feasting on self. A schizoreality warp. The contradiction fulfilled

Focus the only means to see me back to life’s unending swirl
A reversal of passing away, as the world of dead, as away is now my origin

I float through physical thoughts. I stare down the abyss of organic dreams
All bets off, I plunge - Only to find that self is shed

A lie to maintain equilibrium, to hold me in this dead realm – this last ever dream
I’m the thought that never crossed my mind – disguised in the evident. Forever unredeemed

A new level reached, where the absence of air lets me breathe
I’m inverted electrical impulses. A malfunctioning death-code incomplete
All things before me, at first unliving glimpse undeciphered
Its semantics rid of logic. Nothing is all. All is contradiction

Grinding, churning – the sweetest ever noises
Decode me into their non-communication
A soundtrack to my failure, one syllable, one vowel

A stagnant flow of endings. Un-time unbound. Merging to form the multi-none
A sickly dance of matter, malignantly benign. Greeting the chasm – unbearable, sublime

Vision will blind. Severance ties. Median am I. True are all lies

brena · Wysłany: Wto Paź 09, 2007 7:18 pm Temat postu:

Hey You - Pink Floyd

Hey you! out there in the cold
Getting lonely, getting old, can you feel me
Hey you! standing in the aisles
With itchy feet and fading smiles, can you feel me
Hey you! don't you help them to bury the light
Don't give in without a fight.
Hey you! out there on your own
Sitting naked by the phone would you touch me
Hey you! with your ear against the wall
Waiting for someone to call out would you touch me
Hey you! would you help me to carry the stone
Open your heart, I'm coming home

But it was only a fantasy
The wall was too high, as you can see
No matter how he tried he could not break free
And the worms ate into his brain.
Hey you! out there on the road
Doing what you're told, can you help me
Hey you! out there beyond the wall
Breaking bottles in the hall, can you help me
Hey you! don't tell me there's no hope at all
Together we stand, divided we fall.

Subterranean · Wysłany: Śro Paź 10, 2007 1:45 pm Temat postu:

Seamus- Pink Floyd

I was in the kitchen
Seamus, that's the dog was outside
Well, I was in the kitchen
Seamus, my old hound was outside
Well, you know the sun was sinking slowly
But my hound just sat right down and cried

Subterranean · Wysłany: Pią Paź 12, 2007 11:17 am Temat postu:

Nine Feet Underground - Caravan

Look at the day that is dawning: what do you see with your eyes?
Think of me now while you're yawning, sunshine the tears from my cries
What I see I know is real, what I touch I know I feel
If I don't care for what you say, it won't mean much to me today

For I see your world that is living, my mind is yours, yours is mine
Don't talk to me 'bout forgiving, so much to do, no more time
All my love goes straight to you with just a thought for something new
All I have is what you feel with hands in mouth, you gently kneel

What I see I know is real, what I touch I know I feel
All my love goes straight to you, all my love is you...

- + - + - + -

There's a place where I can go, where I listen to the wind singing
Songs of happiness I know, and it brings it all back again
Somewhere deep inside of me, there's a song that I can sing
Jigsaw puzzles on a tree, and it brings it all back again
Will the day be warm and bright, or will it snow?
There are people waiting here who really want to know

And sometimes I think of wine, songs and laughter flowing free
People talking all the time, and it brings it all back to me

Will the day be warm and bright, or will it snow?
There are people waiting now who really have to know

Can't you feel it in the air? I wonder what it's meant to be
It's the thought that can't be spared, and it brings it all back to me
Yes it brings it all back to me

Subterranean · Wysłany: Pon Paź 15, 2007 4:28 pm Temat postu:

The Who- Behind Blue Eyes

No one knows what its like
To be the bad man
To be the sad man
Behind blue eyes

No one knows what its like
To be hated
To be fated
To telling only lies

But my dreams
They arent as empty
As my conscience seems to be

I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengeance
Thats never free

No one knows what its like
To feel these feelings
Like I do
And I blame you

No one bites back as hard
On their anger
None of my pain and woe
Can show through

But my dreams
They arent as empty
As my conscience seems to be

I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengeance
Thats never free

When my fist clenches, crack it open
Before I use it and lose my cool
When I smile, tell me some bad news
Before I laugh and act like a fool

If I swallow anything evil
Put your finger down my throat
If I shiver, please give me a blanket
Keep me warm, let me wear your coat

No one knows what its like
To be the bad man
To be the sad man
Behind blue eyes

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Pamietacie ten paskudny cover Limp Bizkit (czy jak sie to tam pisze??) I ten beznadziejny teledysk. Blee.
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Piosenka idealna na ten paskudny poniedziałek. Zresztą wogole świetnie do mnie pasuje, tak mi sie wydaje .
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lady of the flowers · Wysłany: Wto Paź 16, 2007 8:00 pm Temat postu:

a to opisuje doskonale to, co mnie dręczy od dni paru...

Radiohead - Nude

Don't get any big ideas
They're not gonna happen
You paint your smile
And fill the holes
There'll be something missing
Just when you found it
It's gone
Just when you feel it
You don't
It's gone forever

She stands stark naked
And she beckons you to bed
Don't go, you'll only want
To come back again

So don't get any big ideas
They're not gonna happen
You'll go to Hell
For what your
Dirty mind is thinking

And now that you found it
It's gone
Now that you feel it
You don't
It's gone forever

brena · Wysłany: Wto Paź 16, 2007 8:32 pm Temat postu:

wonderful world - nine horses

It's a wonderful world
And you take and you give
And the sun fills the sky
In the space where you live

It's a day full of dreams
It's a dream of a day
And the joy that it brings
Nearly sweeps her away

It's a wonderful world
As the buildings fall down
And you quicken your step
'til your feet leave the ground
And you're soaring above
All the sorrow below
And you're falling in love
With those you don't know

And your heart feels so wide
And your heart fills so strong
It was never a place
That you felt you belonged

It's a wonderful world
Full of wonderful things
And the people fall down
And abandon their dreams

(I hear him, he's talking out loud
Sometimes he whistles while walking
How could he know any better?
I weep for him, I weep for him now)

It's a wonderful world
It's a real crying shame
Cos she's hurting herself
In a violent way
And there's people she knows
That won't even try
And they're trapped in their lives
Feeling terrified
And it's in times like these
That she promised to call
But the scale of our love
Is diminished and small

It's a wonderful world
And she doesn't know why
She wakes up each day
And continues to cry

(He's sleeping his troubles away
He's finding it too hard to bear
I'm with him every step of the way
I weep for him, I weep for him now)

It's a wonderful world
And you take and you give
And the sun fills the sky
In the space where you live

Zaratustra · Wysłany: Czw Paź 18, 2007 2:48 pm Temat postu:

Homo Twist - ARKADIUSZ

Był zabójczym brunetem lat około trzydzieści
Nosił wąsy i bródkę a gardłowe jego r
Przyprawiało o drżenie w sercu ród niewieści
W dziale księgowości nad rzędami zer

Mieszkał z kolegą w wynajętej kawalerce
Robił w zaopatrzeniu trochę w BHP
Dojadło mu wreszcie to życie w poniewierce
No i zrobił odlot do Barbary P.

Gdy Barbara to ujrzała nieomal zemdlała
Pamiętajmy o wąsie i gardłowym r
Do samego wieczora tylko o nim myślała
W dziale księgowości nad rzędami zer

Tak zlądował u niej kobiety z przeszłością
Ten mężczyzna po przejściach wymarzona gra
Jego miłość mierzona seksualną wydolnością
Jej mieszkanie no i córka ale o tym sza

Miała 10 lat miała głowę w chmurach
Jak to dziecko zwykła mała Ania
Krótka spódniczka i nóżki jak ulał
Tak mawiał Arkadiusz gdy ją sadzał na kolanach

Prawdziwy ojciec - Barbara mawiała
Patrząc na troskliwe ruchy jego rąk
Lecz gdyby wiedziała ale nie wiedziała
Jak wokół małej Ani zacieśnia się krąg

Pożądania żądzy perwersyjne kleszcze
Sięgnęły małej Ani już po paru dniach
Mało mu matki Arkadiusz chce jeszcze
Córki choć miała tylko 10 lat

Tak było i trwało latami
Z miłości w nienawiść tylko jeden krok
Bił matkę i rżnął ją nocami
A rano do pokoju Ani robił skok

Lecz nie była już dzieckiem tyko młodą dziewczyną
Trochę poważną nad wiek
Ania fascynowała się medycyną
Tak skończył się Arkadiusza losu bieg

W dziale trucizny jednej z ksiąg
Tych które Ania czytywała w noc
Czerwony się pojawił zakreślony krąg
Już zielony Arkadiusz wymiotuje w koc

Rzygał do świtu tej potwornej nocy
Wszystko mu zmiękło nawet jego r
Włóczył oczami i z ust pianę toczył
Ostatnie co ujrzał to rząd czarnych zer

Tak
Na nic Barbary wysilone szlochy
Na nic z pogotowia konowałów trud
Zdechł jurny Arkadiusz pośrodku wymiocin
Tak poszedł do piachu i chuj mu na grób

Subterranean · Wysłany: Śro Paź 31, 2007 10:18 am Temat postu:

yes-- Long Distance Runaround

Long distance runaround
Long time waiting to feel the sound
I still remember the dream there
I still remember the time you said goodbye
Did we really tell lies
Letting in the sunshine
Did we really count to one hundrer

Cold summer listening
Hot colour melting the anger to stone
I still remember the dream there
I still remember the time you said goodbye
Did we really tell lies
Did we really count to one hundred

Looking for the sunshine

nothing · Wysłany: Pią Lis 02, 2007 5:02 pm Temat postu:

"O czym ja mam z tobą myśleć"
Podobno nie wolno myśleć tylko o sobie
O wszystkim trzeba, co się rusza...
A o kim ja mam myśleć?
Jak jestem ciągle sobie
i kawałkiem mnie...

Nie wolno zbliżać się i siedzieć za długo
Przy komputerze, który
Podobno nie czuje nic

Nie wolno
Umierać w ciągu 24 godzin
Wychodzić z grobów
I rodzić się
... kochać się

Ciekawe, o czym myślisz w tym momencie...
Ja właśnie żuję gumę dla dzieci
Przystawiam do szyby nos

Ty mówisz, że pobrudzę szybę
A ja mówię, że ją umyję
Ale ogólnie jesteśmy szczęśliwi, że
Spotkaliśmy się
I lekko lecąc...
Liczymy oddechy miasta, które śpi

12 godzin

Uchodzi z nas powietrze, zmieniamy się...
(zmieniamy się zmieniamy się zmieniamy się zmieniamy...)

Podobno nie wolno kochać wszystkich naraz
Wszystkiego, co się rusza
A kogo wolno
Jeśli jesteśmy tylko sobie i kawałkiem drzew

Nie wolno być na lewą stronę
Wchodzić w ogień i...
Rozmawiać z Bogiem
O głupich komputerowych snach

Jesteśmy tylko...
Jesteśmy tylko...

Ciekawe, o czym myślisz w tym momencie?
Ja właśnie żuję gumę dla dzieci
Przystawiam do szyby nos...
Ty wybijasz szybę
Ja próbuję ją skleić, ale....

Ogólnie jesteśmy szczęśliwi, że
Spotkaliśmy się w tę noc

Jesteśmy tylko...
Kawałkiem pudełka
Z którego właśnie wyszedł królik
Jesteśmy tylko
Kawałkiem pudełka
Z którego wyszedł królik