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Låt: Alla älskar dig

Band: Dia Psalma

Album: Gryningstid

Kommentar: Hmm... Bra och ickeparanoid text! :rolleyes:

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Han sitter på sitt rum,

Rakbladet blänker i hans hand,

Han sitter med en enkel biljett till fjärran land

Han tänker på sitt liv

Hatad av många och älskad av få

Han tänker på den väg han ville gå

Men du vet ju att,

Dom älskar dig,

Alla älskar dig!

Ja, vi älskar dig!,

När du är död

Hon ligger i sin säng,

Sjukdomen sprids i hennes kropp,

Hon ligger där och väntar utan hopp,

Hon drömmer om en värld,

Där också sjuka får en chans,

Hon drömmer att ett sådant ställe fanns,

Men du vet ju att,

Dom älskar dig,

alla älskar dig!

Ja, Vi älskar dig!,

När du är död

Han sitter i sin bil,

På väg från jobbets stoj och glam,

Han sitter där och åker vägen fram,

Han ser en annan bil,

På fel sida far omkring,

Han hinner inte göra någonting

Men du vet ju att,

Dom älskar dig,

Alla älskar dig!

Ja, vi älskar dig!,

När du är död

Låt: Den som spar

Band: Dia Psalma

Album: Gryningstid

Kommentar: Den som spar, han har, tillslut bara pengar kvar...

Text:

Känns det meningslöst, det liv du har

och när lönen är slut

ligger då räkningarna obetalda kvar

men stå då ut och tänk efter

du kanske klarar dig lika bra ändå

om du lyssnar nu, så ska jag ge dig ett råd

Dem som spar, han har

tillslut bara pengar kvar

Köp upp dina pengar innan dom tar slut

Den som bara har pengar

måste köpa sina vänner

Så gör slut på dina pengar innan dom tar slut

så att dom tar slut

Känns din plånbok alldeles för stor

och magen likaså

har du mera pengar än du tror

men kom ihåg, och tänk efter

pengar är ju ändå inte allt

om du lyssnar nu, så ska jag ge dig ett råd

Dem som spar, han har

tillslut bara pengar kvar

Köp upp dina pengar innan dom tar slut

Den som bara har pengar

måste köpa sina vänner

Så gör slut på dina pengar innan dom tar slut

så att dom tar slut

Har du pengar på banken som du spar

varför har du det

är det till semesterns ljuva dar

men du ska få se att dom kanske

kan försvinna innan dom tas ut

om du lyssnar nu, så ska jag ge dig ett råd

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Artist: Eire Og

Låt: Go On Home British Soldiers

Kommentar: Crice tipsade om den här för någon månad sen så jag *host* införskaffade den, och den är riktigt bra. Speciellt runt småtimmarna. :rolleyes:

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Go on home British soldiers go on home

have you got no fuckin' homes of your own

for eight hundred years we've fought you without fear

and we will fight you for eight hundred more.

If you stay British soldiers if you stay

you'll never ever beat the IRA

the fourteen men in Derry are the last that you will bury

so take a tip and leave us while you may.

Go on home British soldiers go on home

have you got no fuckin' homes of your own

for eight hundred years we've fought you without fear

and we will fight you for eight hundred more.

No! we're not British we're not Saxon we're not English

we're Irish! and proud we are to be

so fuck your Union Jack we want our country back

we want to see old Ireland free once more.

Go on home British soldiers go on home

have you got no fuckin' homes of your own

for eight hundred years we've fought you without fear

and we will fight you for eight hundred more.

Go on home British soldiers go on home

have you got no fuckin' homes of your own

for eight hundred years we've fought you without fear

and we will fight you for eight hundred more.

Well we're fighting British soldiers for the cause

we'll never bow to soldiers because

throughout our history we were born to be free

so get out British soldiers leave us be.

Go on home British soldiers go on home

have you got no fuckin' homes of your own

for eight hundred years we've fought you without fear

and we will fight you for eight hundred more.

Go on home British soldiers go on home

have you got no fuckin' homes of your own

for eight hundred years we've fought you without fear

and we will fight you for eight hundred more.

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Good charlotte- Thank you, mom

I'm sitting here I'm thinking back to a time when I was young...

My memory, is clear as day

I'm listening to the dishes clink, you were downstairs, you would sing

Songs of praise

And all the times we laughed with you, and all the times that you stayed true to us

Now we say...

I said I thank you, I'll always thank you

More than you could know, than I could ever show

And I love you, I'll always love you

There's nothing I won't do, to say these words to you

That you're beautiful forever

You were my mom, you were my dad, the only thing I ever had was you, it's true

And even when the times got hard, you were there to let us know...that we'd get through

You showed me how to be a man, you taught me how to understand the things, people do

You showed me how to love my God, you taught me that not everyone knows the truth

And I thank you, I'll always thank you

More than you could know, than I could ever show

And I love you, I'll always love you

There's nothing I won't do, to say these words to you

That you will live forever

Always, always and forever

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Band: Kasabian

Låt: Test Transmission

Platta: Kasabian

Kommentar: Oasis fast 17x bättre. Jaaaaaaa!

Text:

Standing here on this burning bridge

Trying to figure out but there's nothing here

Seem like they got the fear

Cattle grids rattle gold chains pay it back

Just cancel the chickens

And tell your son that he should steal the gold

The kings send their knights

Check these soul satellites

Test transmission

Is calling me back home

The kings send their knights

Check these soul satellites

Test transmission

Is calling me back home

Is calling me back home

To messed up to perform this cant you see ill only miss you now and memories

They get washed to the seas

Feeding tape through the fabric must tune in

Unless you're trapped tomorrow

And get out the sun, get out before it gets you back

The kings send their knights

Check there souls satellites

Test transmission

Is calling me back home

The kings send their knights

Check there souls satellites

Test transmission

Is calling me back home

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[Chorus: Akon]

I keep the 40 cal on my side

Steppin with the mindstate of a mobster

You see a nigga pass by

Tuck your chain in cause he might rob ya

Got glocks for sale, red tops for sale

Anything that you need, believe me I'm gon' lace you

Just do, whatever you do, snitch

Cause you will get hit, pray, I don't face you, Yeah

[Verse 1: Obie Trice]

It's risky, the bitch tenderize outta nigger

His history's snitch, who decided he's a member?

Once he got pitched, coincided with law

Same homie say he lay it down for the bar

Brought gang squad around Oz

How could it be?

Been homies since superman draws

Only phoniness never came to par

He had us, a true neighborhood actor

Had his back with K's, now we see through him like X-Rays

Cuffed in that Adam car, no matter his loss

We at 'em, it's war

Knowin not to cross those reservoir dogs

You help to plant seeds, just to be a vegetable?

When we invest in team, its to the death for sho'

No X and O's, you tex calicodes

I guess that's how it goes

When friends turn to foes

[Chorus: Akon]

I keep the 40 cal on my side

Steppin with the mindstate of a mobster

You see a nigga pass by

Tuck your chain in cause he might rob ya

Got glocks for sale, red tops for sale

Anything that you need, believe me I'm gon' lace you

Just do, whatever you do, snitch

Cause you will get hit, pray, I don't face you, Yeah

[Verse 2: Obie Trice]

We started out as a crew, in one speak, it's all honest

Private conferences when we eat benihana's

Recondences when we peep enemies on us

Enimies on us, been in these corners

Sellin' like anything on us

Knowing heaven'll shun us being devil's miners

But that ain't got shit to do with the tea in China

We gon' keep the grind up till death can find us

Mean time, leanin in them European whips reclined up

It's eye for an eye the riders

We ain't trying to get locked up, we Soul Survivors

Po Po's is cowards, its no you, its ours

We vow this, mixing yayo with soda powder

Who woulda known he would fold and cower

Once the captain showed, he sold whole McDonalds

So it's no X and O's, tex calicodes

I guess that's how it goes

When friends turn to foes

[Chorus: Akon]

I keep the 40 cal on my side

Steppin with the mindstate of a mobster

You see a nigga pass by

Tuck your chain in cause he might rob ya

Got glocks for sale, red tops for sale

Anything that you need, believe me I'm gon' lace you

Just do, whatever you do, snitch

Cause you will get hit, pray, I don't face you, Yeah

[Verse 3: Obie Trice]

Now a days, Sammy the Bull's, got the game full

So he moved to a rural area to keep cool

They snitchin on the snitch now, it's nothing to tell

Now a days your circle should be small as hell

Ain't tryin to meet new faces, this don't interest me

Even if we bubble slow, we get it eventually

No penitentiary, there'll be no clemency

You will meet the lord snitchin, given us a century

These cats is rats now, the streets need decon

Thats how they react now, weak, when the heat's on them

Stop snitchen, you asked for the life you live in

It's act is not permitted, no where on the map

It is forbidden to send a nigger to prison

If you've been in it along with 'em

And then snitchen become hidden

So it's no X and O's, tex calicodes

I guess that's how it goes

When friends turn to foes

[Chorus: Akon]

I keep the 40 cal on my side

Steppin with the mindstate of a mobster

You see a nigga pass by

Tuck your chain in cause he might rob ya

Got glocks for sale, red tops for sale

Anything that you need, believe me I'm gon' lace you

Just do, whatever you do, snitch

Cause you will get hit, pray, I don't face you, Yeah

[Obie Trice]

You rat bastard! (bastard)

Obie Trice feat. Akon - Snitch :rolleyes:

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ARTIST: Yngwie Malmsteen

LÅT: Heaven Tonight

ALBUM: Odyssey

KOMMENTAR: Hörde den nyss, den är ju fan bra :)

TEXT:

This fells like Paradise

We'll be in heaven tonight

Lost in a dream in the arms of the night

Two lonely prisoners of our own device

Don't let me go, Hold on Together

you wanna know if love can be real

I wanna take everything I can steal

love on the line, it's now or never

Why can't the night last forever

*Chorus*

This could be Paradise

Holding you here by my side

if we just close our eyes

we'll be in Heaven Tonight

Run through the night down streets of desire

Burning my soul, my heart's on fire

Give up the fight, it's sweet surrender

with trembling hands we reach for it all

two desperate Hearts waiting to fall

I need you now, now more than ever

Why can't the night last forever

*Chorus*

This could be Paradise

Holding you here by my side

if we just close our eyes

we'll be in Heaven Tonight

This feels like Paradise

I see the world in our eyes

if we just hold on tight

we'll be in Heaven Tonight

;):P;)

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Motörhead - Ace Of Spades

Ace i all ära...men varför är det alltid bara den som kommer upp som tips?! Motörhead har gjort massvis med låtar som är hundratals ggr bättre än ace of spades...även om den är grymt svårslagen! Skulle inte kunna tänka mig att inte få höra den på deras konserter..den är ett säkert kort..men det känns som om folk behöver lyssna lite mer på motörhead!

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