Valle-Ball Skrivet 4 april, 2006 Rapportera Share Skrivet 4 april, 2006 Guns n' roses - Civil war. Har ju redan postats en gång i denna tråd, men okej, det har säkert många andra låtar också Citera Länk till kommentar Dela på andra sidor More sharing options...
Tiger Skrivet 4 april, 2006 Rapportera Share Skrivet 4 april, 2006 Möjligt att någon av Franz-nördarna har tipsat om denna låt förut, men Franz Ferdinand - Fabulously lazy är en av mina favorit-låtar i alla fall. Citera Länk till kommentar Dela på andra sidor More sharing options...
chiligr Skrivet 4 april, 2006 Rapportera Share Skrivet 4 april, 2006 Angel city av motörhead är fin! Citera Länk till kommentar Dela på andra sidor More sharing options...
GTApimpfoolife Skrivet 4 april, 2006 Rapportera Share Skrivet 4 april, 2006 Jag vet inte. Detta är nog tionde gången jag tipsar om den här. Band: The Stone Roses Låt: I Wanna Be Adored Platta: The Stone Roses Kommentar: Ja ni hade också tipsat om denna låt när ni skulle höra den. "I wanna, I wanna/I gotta be adored" Text: I don't have to sell my soul He's already in me I don't need to sell my soul He's already in me I wanna be adored I wanna be adored I don't have to sell my soul He's already in me I don't need to sell my soul He's already in me I wanna be adored I wanna be adored Adored I wanna be adored You adore me You adore me You adore me I wanna I wanna I wanna be adored Wanna I wanna I wanna be adored I wanna I wanna I wanna be adored I wanna I wanna I gotta be adored I wanna be adored Citera Länk till kommentar Dela på andra sidor More sharing options...
Tackleberry Skrivet 4 april, 2006 Rapportera Share Skrivet 4 april, 2006 (redigerad) Oasis - Stop Crying Your Heart Out . Redigerad 4 april, 2006 av Tackleberry Citera Länk till kommentar Dela på andra sidor More sharing options...
glenninho13 Skrivet 4 april, 2006 Rapportera Share Skrivet 4 april, 2006 Die mother fucker - dope Citera Länk till kommentar Dela på andra sidor More sharing options...
Tweak Skrivet 4 april, 2006 Rapportera Share Skrivet 4 april, 2006 Die mother fucker - dope Haha, den lyssnar AntiClimax h'r på forumet på Citera Länk till kommentar Dela på andra sidor More sharing options...
okka Skrivet 4 april, 2006 Rapportera Share Skrivet 4 april, 2006 Vulgoinlägg för sakens skull. Artist: The Velvet Underground Låt: The Murder Mystery Album: The Velvet Underground Kommentar: Finemang. Paranoid. Läcker. Het. Text: Vänstra högtalaren. Morrisson och Tucker. Candy screen wrappers of silkscreen fantastic, requiring memories, both lovely and guiltfree, lurid and lovely with twilight of ages, luscious and lovely and filthy with laughter, laconic giggles, ennui fort the passions, in order to justify most spurious desires, rectify moments, most serious and urgent, to hail upon the face of most odious time, requiring replies most facile and vacuous, with words nearly singed, with the heartbeat of passions, spew forth with the grace of a tart going under, subject of great concern, noble origin please raise the flag rosy red carpet envy english used here is messenger is nervous it's no fun at all out here in the hall for screeching and yelling and various offenses, lower the queen and bend her over the tub, against the state, the country, the committe, hold her head under the water please for an hour, for groveling and spewing and various offenses, puncture the bloat with the wing of a sparrow, the inverse, the obverse, the converse,the reverse, the sharpening wing of the edge of a sparrow, for suitable reckonings too numerous to mention, as the queen is fat she is devoured by rats there is one way to skin a cat or poison a rat it is hetero four hear to three forthirightly stated. put down that rag simpering, callow and morose who let you in? if I knew, then I could get out the murder you see is a mystery to me to Rembrandt and Oswald, to peanuts and ketchup, sanctimonious sycophants stir in the bushes, up to the stand with your foot on the bible as king I must order and constantly arouse, if you swear to catch up and throw up and up up, a king full of virgin kiss me and spin it, excuse to willow and wander dark wonders divest me of robes-sutures Harry and pig meat, the fate of a nation, rests hard on your bosoms, the king on his throne, puts his hand down his robe, the torture of inverse and silk screen and Harry, and set the tongue squealing the reverse and inverse objections suffice apelike and tactile bassoon oboeing me cordon the virus' section off to the left is what is not right contempt, contempt and contempt for the boredom, I shall poison the city and sink it with fire, for Cordless and Harry and Apepig and Scissor, the messenger's wig seems fraught with desire, for blueberry picnics and pince-nez and magpies, the mseenger's skirt, would you plaese hook it higher, for children and adults all thos under ninety, how truly disgusting. Would you please put it down? a stray in this fray is no condom worth saving, as king I'm quite just, but it's just quite impossible, a robe and a robe and a robe and a bat, no double class inverse could make lying worth dying accept the pig, enter the Owl and Gorgeous, King on the left, it on the right and primping adjusting his nose as he reads from his scroll off with his head, take his head from his neck off, requiring memories both lovely and guiltfree, put out his eyes, then cut his nose off, sanctimonious sycophants stir in the bushes, scoop out his brain, put a string where his ears were, all the king's horses and all the king's men, swing the whole mess at the end of the wire, scratch out his eyes with the tip of a razor, let the wire extend from the tip of a rose, Caroline, Caroline, Caroline, Oh! but retains the remnants of what once was a nose, pass me my robe, fill my bath up with water no one knows no nose is good news and senseless extend the wine drink here toast to selfless ten year old port is perfect in court Casbah and Cascade and Rosehip and Feeling, Cascade and Cyanide, Rachaminoff, Beethoven skull silly wagon and justice and perverse and reverse the inverse and inverse and inverse, blueberry catalog, questionable earnings, hustler's lament and the rest will in due cry, to battle and scramble and browbeat and hurt while chewing on minstrels and choking on dirt, disease please seems the order of the day, please the king, please the king, please the king day, Casbah and Cascade and Rosehip and Feeling, point of order return the king here to the ceiling razzamatazz, there's nothing on my shoulder, lust is a must, shaving my head's made me bolder, will you kindly read what it was I brought thee sick leaf and sorrow and pincers net-scissors, regard and refrain from the daughters of marriage, regards for the elders and youngest in carriage, regard and regard for the inverse and perverse and obverse, and diverse, of reverse and reverse, regard from the sick, the dumb, and the camel from pump's storing water, like brain is too marrow to x-ray and filthy and cutting and peeling to skin and to skin and to bone and to structure to livid and pallid and turgid and structured and structured and structured and structured and structured and regard and refrain, the sick and the dumb, inverse, reverse and perverse plowing while it's done away dumb and ready pig meat sick upon the carpet climb into the casket safe within the parapet sack is in the parapet pigs are out and growling slaughter by the seashore see the lifeguard drowning sea is full of fishes fish's full of china china plates are falling all fall down sick and shiny carpet lie before my eyes eyes lead me to the ceiling walk upon the wall wall tender as the green grass drink the whisky horror see the young girls dancing flies upon the beaches beaches are for sailors nuns across the sea-wall black hood horseman raging swordsman eating fire fire on the carpet set the house ablazing seize and bring it flaming gently to the ground ground Dizzy Bell Miss Fortune fat and full of love-juice drip it on the carpet down below the fire hose weep and whisky fortune sail me to the moon, dear drunken dungeon sailors headless Roman horsemen the king and queen are empty their heads are in the outhouse fish upon the water bowl upon the saviour tooothless wigged Laureate plain and full of fancy name upon a letterhead impressing all wheatgerm love you for a nickel ball you for a quarter set the casket flaming do not go gentle blazing Högra örat. Reed och Yule. denigrate obtuse and active verbs pronouns, skewer the sieve of optical sewer, release the handle that holds all the gates up, puncture the eyeballls, that seep all the muck up, read all the books and he people worth reading and still see the muck on the sky of the ceiling mister moonlight succulent smooth and gorgeous. Isn't it nice? We're number One and so forth. Isn't it sweet being unique? relent and obverse and inverse and perverse and reverse the inverse of perverse and reverse and reverse an reverse and reverse and reverse and chop it and pluck it and cut it and spit it and sew it to joy on the edge of a cyclop and spinet it to rage on the edge of a cylindrical minute. dear Mister Muse fellow of wit and gentry medieval ruse filling the shallow and empty, fools that duel duel in pools. tantalize poets with visions of grandeur, their faces turn blue with the reek of the compost, as the livig try hard to retain what the dead lost, with double dead sickness from writing at what cost and business and business and reverse and reverse and set the brain reeling the inverse and perverse English arcane tantamount here to frenzy passing for me lascivious elder passion corpulent filth disguised as silk with cheap simian melodies, hillbilly outgush, for illiterate ramblings for cheap understanding the simple the inverse, the compost, the reverse, the obtuse and stupid, and business, and business, and cheap, stupid lyrics, and simple mass reverse while the real thing is dying folksy knockwurst peel back the skin of French and what do you find? follicles intertwinning, succulent prose wrapped up in robes jumpsuit and pig meat and making his fortune, while making them happy with the inverse and obverse and making them happy and making them happy with the coy and the stupid, just another dumb lackey, who puts out one thing, while singing the other, but the real thing's alone and it is no man's brother safety is nice not an unwise Håller med till 100%! spoken scary, bad dreams made safe in lovely songs no doom or gloom allowed in this room oh, not to be whistled or studied or hummed or remembered at nights, when the I is alone, but to skewer and ravage and savage and split with the grace of a diamond, bellicose wit, to stun and to stagger with words as such stone, that those who do hear cannot again return home hello to Ray, hello to Godiva and Angel, who let you in? isn't it nice the party? aren't the lights pretty at night? contempt, contempt, and contempt for the seething for writhing and reeling and two-bit reportage, for sick with the body and sinister holy, the drown burst blue babies now dead on the seashore, the valorous horseman, who hang from the ceiling, the pig on the carpet, the dusty pale jissom, that has no effect for the sick with the see-saw, the inverse, obverse converse, reverse of reverse the diverse and converse of reverse and perverse and sweet pyrotechnics, and let's have another of inverse, converse, diverse, perverse and reverse, hell's graveyard is damned as they chew on their brains, the slick and the scum, reverse, inverse and perverse sick upon the staircase sick upon the staircase blood upon the pillow climb into the parapet see the church bells gleaming knife that scrapes a sick plates of dentures full of air holes the tailor couldn't mend straight shoot her full of air holes climbing up the casket take me to the casket teeth upon her red throat screw me in the daisies rip apart her holler snip the seas fantastic treat her like a sailor full and free and nervous out to make his fortune either this or that way sickly or in good health piss upon a building like a dog in training teach to heel or holler yodel on a sing song down upon the carpet tickle polyester sick within the parapet screwing for a dollar sucking on a fire-hose chewing on a rubber line tied to chairs and rare bits pay another player oh you're such a good lad here's another dollar tie him to the bedpost sick with witches' covens craving for a raw meat bones upon the metal sick upon the circle down upon the carpet down upon the carpet down below the parapet waiting for your bidding pig upon the carpet tumescent railroad neuro-anaesthesia analog ready for a good look drooling at the birches swinging from the birches succulent Nebraska Vulgo. Pretto. Velvet. Citera Länk till kommentar Dela på andra sidor More sharing options...
gizmo91 Skrivet 4 april, 2006 Rapportera Share Skrivet 4 april, 2006 Kiss - Detroit Rock City Wunderbar Citera Länk till kommentar Dela på andra sidor More sharing options...
Pico Skrivet 4 april, 2006 Rapportera Share Skrivet 4 april, 2006 Oasis - Stop Crying Your Heart Out . Här har vi en vettig människa. Och även Frenzy som tipsade om Civil War. Oasis - Up In The Sky Citera Länk till kommentar Dela på andra sidor More sharing options...
tommy killer Skrivet 5 april, 2006 Rapportera Share Skrivet 5 april, 2006 The Game - 120 Bars Citera Länk till kommentar Dela på andra sidor More sharing options...
KalleR Skrivet 5 april, 2006 Rapportera Share Skrivet 5 april, 2006 Hot Hot Heat - You Owe Me An IOU Citera Länk till kommentar Dela på andra sidor More sharing options...
Patrik Skrivet 5 april, 2006 Rapportera Share Skrivet 5 april, 2006 The Devin Townsend Band - Pixillate Citera Länk till kommentar Dela på andra sidor More sharing options...
Jacker Skrivet 5 april, 2006 Rapportera Share Skrivet 5 april, 2006 Möjligt att någon av Franz-nördarna har tipsat om denna låt förut, men Franz Ferdinand - Fabulously lazy är en av mina favorit-låtar i alla fall. Jo, den är rätt skön. Nick har speciell röst. Fast å andra sidan låter den inte (rent musikaliskt) som Franz. För er andra kan jag säga att det är en B-sida och finns på Do You Want To- singeln. Citera Länk till kommentar Dela på andra sidor More sharing options...
BroDD Skrivet 5 april, 2006 Rapportera Share Skrivet 5 april, 2006 Frankenstein Drag Queens From Planet 13 - Kill Miss America Citera Länk till kommentar Dela på andra sidor More sharing options...
Frenzy Skrivet 5 april, 2006 Rapportera Share Skrivet 5 april, 2006 Zappa - Camarillo brillo. Citera Länk till kommentar Dela på andra sidor More sharing options...
mr_tobbe Skrivet 5 april, 2006 Rapportera Share Skrivet 5 april, 2006 Leonard Cohen- Sisters of Mercy Ojdå, nu bytte den till Neil Young- Down by the river (live @ Country Home) Citera Länk till kommentar Dela på andra sidor More sharing options...
Crice Skrivet 5 april, 2006 Rapportera Share Skrivet 5 april, 2006 Artist: Morrissey med cool kostym, fluga och fiol Låt: The Youngest Was The Most Loved Album: Ringleader of the Tormentors Kommentar: Barnkörer skrämmer the everloving shit outta' me, på ren och tråkig göteborgssvenska Text: The youngest was the most loved The youngest was the shielded We kept him from the world's glare And he turned into a killer Retroussé nose Turned up and mischievous Forget-me-not eyes that cried if we ever left his side There is no such thing in life as normal There is no such thing in life as normal The youngest was the most loved The youngest was the cherub A small boy from a poor house Who turned into a killer A blushed rose if he had to say ‘hello’ A lopsided grin strained to keep the shyness in There is no such thing in life as normal There is no such thing in life as normal The youngest was the most loved The youngest was the cherub The look was all before him With a lovely wife beside him The youngest was the most loved The youngest was the cherub We kept him from the world's glare And he turned into a killer There is no such thing in life as normal There is no such thing in life as normal Citera Länk till kommentar Dela på andra sidor More sharing options...
DrStupid Skrivet 5 april, 2006 Rapportera Share Skrivet 5 april, 2006 Guns n' roses - Civil war. *text* Yay! Gn'R bästa enligt min mening. Låt: Wind of Change Band: Scorpions Album: Crazy World Kommentar: Hmm... är nog en av scorpions mer kända låtar. En av världens skönaste ballader! I follow the Moskva Down to Gorky Park Listening to the wind of change An August summer night Soldiers passing by Listening to the winds of change The world is closing in Did you ever think That we could be so close, like brothers The future's in the air I can feel it everywhere Blowing with the winds of change Take me to the magic of the moment On a glory night Where the children of tomorrow dream away In the winds of change Walking down the street Distant memories Are buried in the past forever I follow the Moskva Down to Gorky Park Listening to the wind of change Take me to the magic of the moment On a glory night Where the children of tomorrow share their dreams With you and me Take me to the magic of the moment On a glory night Where the children of tomorrow dream away In the winds of change The wind of change blows straight Into the face of time Like a stormwind that will ring The freedom bell for peace of mind Let your balalaika sing What my guitar wants to say Take me to the magic of the moment On a glory night Where the children of tomorrow share their dreams With you and me Take me to the magic of the moment On a glory night Where the children of tomorrow dream away In the winds of change Citera Länk till kommentar Dela på andra sidor More sharing options...
kattälskaren Skrivet 5 april, 2006 Rapportera Share Skrivet 5 april, 2006 (redigerad) Rammstein - Amerika Lordi - Would you love a monster man Lordi - Devil is a loser Lyssna på monster man här. Redigerad 5 april, 2006 av kattälskaren Citera Länk till kommentar Dela på andra sidor More sharing options...
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