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Artist: Bob Dylan

Låt: To Ramona

Album: Another Side of Bob Dylan

Kommentar: Ah... morgonmelankoliska låtar är underskattade. När man nästan är för trött för att bry sig om vad man lyssnar på, men ändå känner sig nere/trött/slut nog att uppskatta en låt som denna.

Text:

Ramona, come closer,

Shut softly your watery eyes.

The pangs of your sadness

Shall pass as your senses will rise.

The flowers of the city

Though breathlike, get deathlike at times.

And there's no use in tryin'

T' deal with the dyin',

Though I cannot explain that in lines.

Your cracked country lips,

I still wish to kiss,

As to be under the strength of your skin.

Your magnetic movements

Still capture the minutes I'm in.

But it grieves my heart, love,

To see you tryin' to be a part of

A world that just don't exist.

It's all just a dream, babe,

A vacuum, a scheme, babe,

That sucks you into feelin' like this.

I can see that your head

Has been twisted and fed

By worthless foam from the mouth.

I can tell you are torn

Between stayin' and returnin'

On back to the South.

You've been fooled into thinking

That the finishin' end is at hand.

Yet there's no one to beat you,

No one t' defeat you,

'Cept the thoughts of yourself feeling bad.

I've heard you say many times

That you're better 'n no one

And no one is better 'n you.

If you really believe that,

You know you got

Nothing to win and nothing to lose.

From fixtures and forces and friends,

Your sorrow does stem,

That hype you and type you,

Making you feel

That you must be exactly like them.

I'd forever talk to you,

But soon my words,

They would turn into a meaningless ring.

For deep in my heart

I know there is no help I can bring.

Everything passes,

Everything changes,

Just do what you think you should do.

And someday maybe,

Who knows, baby,

I'll come and be cryin' to you.

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Ah, underbar morgon. Först diskuterade jag lite italiensk film med fadersgestalten min, för att sedan - då huset var tomt (iom. att han for till stockholm en snabbis) - slå på Too-Rye-Ay jättehögt på övervåningen, inkapabel till att hålla rysningarna tillbaka!

AH!

LET'S MAKE THIS PRECIIIOOOUSS!!

Dexy's Midnight Runners, för er som inte förstod.

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Artist: Kayne West

Låt: Gold Digger

Album: N/A

Kommentar: Härlig Låt..

Text

She take my money when I'm in need

Yea she's a trifflin friend indeed

Oh she's a gold digga way over town

That dig's on me

(She did me wrong

Now I aint sayin she a gold digger (When I'm Need)

But she aint messin wit no broke niggaz

(She did me wrong)

Now I aint sayin she a gold digger (When I'm need)

but she aint messin wit no broke niggaz

get down girl go head get down (I gotta leave)

get down girl go head get down (I gotta leave)

get down girl go head get down (I gotta leave)

get down girl go head

Cutie the bomb

Met her at a beauty salon

With a baby louis vuitton

Under her underarm

She said I can tell you ROC

I can tell by ya charm

Far as girls you got a flock

I can tell by ya charm and ya arm

but I'm lookin for the one

have you seen her

My psychic told me she have a ass like Serena

Trina, Jennifer Lopez, four kids

An i gotta take all they bad ass to show-biz

Ok get ya kids but then they got their friends

I Pulled up in the Benz, they all got up In

We all went to Den and then I had to pay

If you f**kin with this girl then you betta be payed

You know why

It take too much to touch her

>From what I heard she got a baby by Busta

My best friend say she use to fuck wit Usher

I dont care what none of yall say I still love her

(She did me wrong)

Now I aint sayin she a gold digger (When I'm Need)

But she aint messin wit no broke niggaz

(She did me wrong)

Now I aint sayin she a gold digger (When I'm need)

but she aint messin wit no broke niggaz

get down girl go head get down (I gotta leave)

get down girl go head get down (I gotta leave)

get down girl go head get down (I gotta leave)

get down girl go head

18 years, 18 years

She got one of yo kids got you for 18 years

I know somebody payin child support for one of his kids

His baby momma's car and crib is bigger than his

You will see him on TV Any Given Sunday

Win the Superbowl and drive off in a Hyundai

She was spose to buy ya shorty TYCO with ya money

She went to the doctor got lypo with ya money

She walkin around lookin like Micheal with ya money

Should of got that insured got GEICO for ya moneeey

If you aint no punk holla We Want Prenup

WE WANT PRENUP!, Yeaah

It's something that you need to have

Cause when she leave yo ass she gone leave with half

18 years, 18 years

And on her 18th birthday he found out it wasn't his

(She did me wrong)

Now I aint sayin she a gold digger (When I'm Need)

But she aint messin wit no broke niggaz

(She did me wrong)

Now I aint sayin she a gold digger (When I'm need)

but she aint messin wit no broke niggaz

get down girl go head get down (I gotta leave)

get down girl go head get down (I gotta leave)

get down girl go head get down (I gotta leave)

get down girl go head

Now I aint sayin you a gold digger you got needs

You dont want ya dude to smoke but he can't buy weed

You got out to eat and he cant pay yall cant leave

There's dishes in the back, he gotta roll up his sleeves

But why yall washin watch him

He gone make it into a Benz out of that Datson

He got that ambition baby look in his eyes

This week he moppin floorz next week it's the fries

So, stick by his side

I know his dude's ballin but yea thats nice

And they gone keep callin and tryin

But you stay right girl

But when you get on he leave yo a** for a white girl

Get down girl go head get down

Get down girl go head get down

get down girl go head get down

get down girl go head

(can you play that back)

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Band: The White Stripes

Låt: Jumble, Jumble

Platta: De Stijl

Kommentar: Skön låt, enkel, fartig, stripesig. Gitarren går som en jäkla skön alarmklocka i vissa stunder av låten som är så härligt, han kör de på e-strängen 15-14-15-14-15-14-15-14-15-14-15-14b15-- o.s.v typ. Och det är fantastisk. Midre bra text, men vafan.

Text:

Jumble, jumble

All at my house

Come on over

Sleep on the couch

Can't even see ya

Look like a mouse

Crumble, crumble

The bag is brown

Rip up the paper

To hear a sound

Pick the pieces

Up off the ground

Tumble, tumble

On to the floor

Roll over

Until you're poor

Wave to me

I'm at the door

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Murderdolls - 197666

In 197666 I was born a bastard and a son of a bitch

And I'm sick, sick motherfucker sick

In 197666 I nailed G.I Joe to a crucifix

And I'm sick, sick motherfucker sick

I don't wanna commit suicide

I just wanna commit a homicide

OH yeah, that's what I am

'76 born a son of a bitch

'76 born a son of a bitch

Oh yeah, that's what I am

In 197666 I had a porno mag inside my crib

And I'm sick, sick motherfucker sick

In 197666 I killed an animal rights activist

because animals ain't go no rights, that's right

I don't wanna commit suicide

I just wanna commit a homicide

Oh yeah, that's what I am

'76 born a son of a bitch

'76 born a son of a bitch

Oh yeah, that's what I am

I don't wanna commit suicide

I just wanna commit a homicide

Oh yeah, that's what I am

'76 born a son of a bitch

'76 born a son of a bitch

Oh yeah, that's what I am

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Artist: Kayne West

Låt: Gold Digger

Album: N/A

Kommentar: Härlig Låt..

Text

She take my money when I'm in need

Yea she's a trifflin friend indeed

Oh she's a gold digga way over town

That dig's on me

(She did me wrong

Now I aint sayin she a gold digger (When I'm Need)

But she aint messin wit no broke niggaz

(She did me wrong)

Now I aint sayin she a gold digger (When I'm need)

but she aint messin wit no broke niggaz

get down girl go head get down (I gotta leave)

get down girl go head get down (I gotta leave)

get down girl go head get down (I gotta leave)

get down girl go head

Cutie the bomb

Met her at a beauty salon

With a baby louis vuitton

Under her underarm

She said I can tell you ROC

I can tell by ya charm

Far as girls you got a flock

I can tell by ya charm and ya arm

but I'm lookin for the one

have you seen her

My psychic told me she have a ass like Serena

Trina, Jennifer Lopez, four kids

An i gotta take all they bad ass to show-biz

Ok get ya kids but then they got their friends

I Pulled up in the Benz, they all got up In

We all went to Den and then I had to pay

If you f**kin with this girl then you betta be payed

You know why

It take too much to touch her

>From what I heard she got a baby by Busta

My best friend say she use to fuck wit Usher

I dont care what none of yall say I still love her

(She did me wrong)

Now I aint sayin she a gold digger (When I'm Need)

But she aint messin wit no broke niggaz

(She did me wrong)

Now I aint sayin she a gold digger (When I'm need)

but she aint messin wit no broke niggaz

get down girl go head get down (I gotta leave)

get down girl go head get down (I gotta leave)

get down girl go head get down (I gotta leave)

get down girl go head

18 years, 18 years

She got one of yo kids got you for 18 years

I know somebody payin child support for one of his kids

His baby momma's car and crib is bigger than his

You will see him on TV Any Given Sunday

Win the Superbowl and drive off in a Hyundai

She was spose to buy ya shorty TYCO with ya money

She went to the doctor got lypo with ya money

She walkin around lookin like Micheal with ya money

Should of got that insured got GEICO for ya moneeey

If you aint no punk holla We Want Prenup

WE WANT PRENUP!, Yeaah

It's something that you need to have

Cause when she leave yo ass she gone leave with half

18 years, 18 years

And on her 18th birthday he found out it wasn't his

(She did me wrong)

Now I aint sayin she a gold digger (When I'm Need)

But she aint messin wit no broke niggaz

(She did me wrong)

Now I aint sayin she a gold digger (When I'm need)

but she aint messin wit no broke niggaz

get down girl go head get down (I gotta leave)

get down girl go head get down (I gotta leave)

get down girl go head get down (I gotta leave)

get down girl go head

Now I aint sayin you a gold digger you got needs

You dont want ya dude to smoke but he can't buy weed

You got out to eat and he cant pay yall cant leave

There's dishes in the back, he gotta roll up his sleeves

But why yall washin watch him

He gone make it into a Benz out of that Datson

He got that ambition baby look in his eyes

This week he moppin floorz next week it's the fries

So, stick by his side

I know his dude's ballin but yea thats nice

And they gone keep callin and tryin

But you stay right girl

But when you get on he leave yo a** for a white girl

Get down girl go head get down

Get down girl go head get down

get down girl go head get down

get down girl go head

(can you play that back)

Album:Late Regstration(stavning)

Run DMC - Mary Mary

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Då fortsätter jag i "coachs" fotspår:

Ramones- "Judy is a punk"

sen kör jag lite till när jag ändå håller på...fast nu, nytt band:

Sodom:...(tror frenz skulle gilla dessa tyska thrashkungar!!)

-"Lead injection"

-"Agent orange"

-"M16"

-"Marines"

-"remember the fallen"

-"Ausgebombt"

-"The saw is the law"

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