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Artist: Queen

Låt: Bohemian Rapsody

Album: A Night at the Opera (1975)

Kommentar: Underbar

Text:

Is this the real life?

Is this just fantasy?

Caught in a landslide,

No escape from reality.

Open your eyes, Look up to the skies and see,

I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy,

Because I'm easy come, easy go, little high, little low,

Any way the wind blows doesn't really matter to me, to me.

Mama just killed a man,

Put a gun against his head, pulled my trigger, now he's dead.

Mama, life had just begun,

But now I've gone and thrown it all away.

Mama, ooh, didn't mean to make you cry,

If I'm not back again this time tomorrow,

Carry on, carry on as if nothing really matters.

Too late, my time has come,

Sends shivers down my spine, body's aching all the time.

Goodbye, ev'rybody, I've got to go,

Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth.

Mama, ooh, I don't want to die,

I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all.

I see a little silhouette of a man,

Scaramouche, Scaramouche, will you do the Fandango.

Thunderbolt and lightning, very, very fright'ning me.

(Galileo.) Galileo. (Galileo.) Galileo, Galileo figaro

Magnifico. I'm just a poor boy and nobody loves me.

He's just a poor boy from a poor family,

Spare him his life from this monstruosity.

Easy come, easy go, will you let me go.

Bismillah! No, we will not let you go.

(Let him go!) Bismillah! We will not let you go.

(Let him go!) Bismillah! We will not let you go.

(Let me go.) Will not let you go.

(Let me go.) Will not let you go. (Let me go.) Ah.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

(Oh mama mia, mama mia.) Mama mia, let me go.

Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me, for me, for me.

So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye.

So you think you can love me and leave me to die.

Oh, baby, can't do this to me, baby,

Just gotta get out, just gotta get right outta here.

Nothing really matters, Anyone can see,

Nothing really matters,

Nothing really matters to me.

Any way the wind blows.

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Artist: Red Hot Chilli Peppers

Låt: Pretty Little Ditty

Album: -/-

Kommentar: Jäpp.. gitarr .. mhm.. gitarr ..

Klockren låt (de flesta red hot chili pepper låtarna är det)

De kommer dessutom släppa ett nytt (dubbel!!!) album, väldigt snart, ungefär en vecka eller mindre skulle jag kunna tro. Stadium Arcadium heter det, håll utkik .

:lol::lol::D:(:lol:

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Mötley crüe- live wire

Plug me in

I'm alive tonight

Out on the streets again

Tune me on

I'm too hot to stop

Something you'll never forget

Take my fist

Break down walls

I'm on top tonight

[Pre Chorus]

No, no

You better turn me loose

You better set me free

Cause I'm hot, young, running free

A little bit better than I use to be

[Chorus]

Cause I'm alive

Live Wire

Cause I'm alive

I'm a Live Wire

Cause I'm alive

Live Wire

Cause I'm alive

I'm a Live Wire

I'll either break her face

Or take down her legs

Get my ways at will

Go for the throat

Never let loose

Goin' in for the kill

Take my fist

Break down walls

I'm on top tonight

[Pre Chorus]

[Chorus]

Come on baby

Gotta play with me

Well I'm your live wire

You better lock your doors

I'm on the prowl tonight

Well be mine tonight

[Chorus]

Come on be may baby

Come on tonight

Come on be may baby

Come on tonight

I'll give you everything

You want inside

Plug me in, plug me in

I want you

Dedikerad till den hetaste bruden på jorden. Emmy. :wub:

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Artist: Strapping Young Lad

Låt: Happy Camper (Carpe B.U.M.)

Album: Heavy As A Really Heavy Thing

Genre: Metal... antar jag.

Kommentar: Mycket älskvärd trots den kassa inspelningen. Känns också bra att ha någon som talar åt mig, då hela låten är vad jag tycker i stort sett. <3

Text:

You pretentious fucking losers

You've got nothing at all

You've got your fingers in your asshole

And your hand on the call

And you talk such fucking horseshit

That it's hard to believe

That you almost make careers out of being naive

You, you are a fucker 'cause you sold my guitar

You, you are a fucker, seeking fortune in bars

You, you are a fucker, 'cause you say such stupid shit

I've got a better line in pocket lint

That what you've done with it

So if you are an asshole who pretends to be a friend

Then get your ass in music, you'll be set to the end, ending

And now you've got the nerve to ask me about my temper?

Why yes, I have become a fucking happy camper!

I hate your fucking faces and your trendy cut hair

I hate the fact you think your job will go anywhere

Because its use is just the same as what I shit into the bowl

Just like the mess between your ears is like the mess in my hole

I hate your loser friends who only come out when it's right

I hate that when it's down you run instead of fight

I'm set to think your lot in life to test the stronger ones

Will just require some chicken shit and also sneakers for the run

I dig it away, the shit you puked instead of swallowed

In an attempt to try and find the dick instead of the load

So when you move and stand aside my mood will hamper

And yes, I will become a fucking happy camper!

Stuck in endless winter with your press to keep you sane

Wait for useless numbers to grow useful once again

Where the heat will come again, your flaw grows sick

Your flaw will send, the shit you call your business

To the place that is your end

Stuck in the winter, cold and wet

Your stupid friends have come and went

And you're left behind with your idiot job

And it's far from a prize, you fucking dink

... you're a fucking dink... yeah!

...how's this for punk? Dink!

...suck my cock, you pathetic excuse for a human being

... you're a neurotic, homophobic, racist dork...

You've also got a lot of balls to dick with someone else's life,

you fucking pseudo ghetto "boy in the hood" middle class

white spoiled rotten bored "gangsta" wanna-be hunk of

regenerated red neck bullshit! Thank Christ you don't

have to rely on that staggering intellect or dynamic

personality to intimidate others, shit for brains.

Shut the fuck up, and get out of your parents' house and

get a real job, you putz, and for god's sake, quit being such

a fucking sheep!!! Now grow the hell up!!!

...dink

I let it get me down because you're in it for the glory

And I'd rather leave with reason than go dying for a story

And this whole L.A. Rock thing

That the malls are buying up

It doesn't work, it doesn't work

It's so inbred I might throw up...

And now I'm put into the middle

With the contracts and the bunk, and I always end up

Hearing, "hey, man, punk... Let's have more punk!"

So here I am to do a favour, save some hassle kiss and tell

That either way my music's shit and it ain't ever going to sell

So if you've got the gall to take this shit blown up your ass

And you've got the cash and balls to pump the same crap out in mass

Then hell, I'll stand aside and with your plans I'll never tamper

I'll sit and write you songs and be a fucking happy camper

Yeah, send me out a contract and in clauses you will lurk

The smaller points so I can give it all and save you work

You say an album's not an album without issues left to hamper...

Well then, fuck

...I guess I am a fucking

...happy

...fucking

...camper

Ber om ursäkt för att det blev så mycket text, men den är bra. =)

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Låt: Leprosy.

Band: Death.

Skiva: Leprosy.

Kommentar: Sjukt skön och tung låt!

Bodies deformed way beyond belief

Cast out from their concerned society

Flesh contorting day after day

Freak of the dark world is what the people say

Their lives decay before their eyes

There is no hope of cure

Among their own kind they live

A life that’s so obscure

First an arm and then a leg

Deterioration grows

Rotting while they breathe - death comes slow

Leprosy will take control and bring you to your death

No chance of a normal life to live just like the rest

Leprosy will spread with time, your body soon to change

Appearance becomes hideous a sight too much to take

Tuberculoid the most severe

Decay of the nerves comes fast

Sense of feeling soon to be gone

Life will never last

No hope of recovery after the nerves are eaten away

Damage is done you feel no more pain

Bones decay deterioration grows

Origin of this horrid disease nobody knows

Their lives decay before their eyes

There is no hope of cure

Among their own kind they live

A life that’s so obscure

First an arm and then a leg

Deterioration grows

Rotting while they breathe - death comes slow

Leprosy will take control and bring you to your death

No chance of a normal life to live just like the rest

Leprosy will spread with time, your body soon to change

Appearance becomes hideous a sight too much to take

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Artist: Morbid Angel

Låt: Lord Of All Fevers And Plague

Album: Altars Of Madness (1989)

Genre: Death Metal

Kommentar: SPEED! svårare än så är det inte...Jävligt sköna solon oxå ^_^

Text:

[solo: Azagthoth]

Ninnghizhidda - open my eyes

Ninnghizhidda - hear my cries

Plumed serpent of the deep

Plumed serpent of the gate

I command - come before me

I command - bring the key

Rise from the depths

See the fire in my wand

Ia iak sakkakh iak sakkakth

Ia shaxul

[solo: Azagthoth]

I call forth the god pazuzu

I call forth the lord of plague

I am of the lost

Creatures of spawn of hate

Rejoice in the heaving earth

Praise the ripping sky

Rise spread disease

Consume their puny souls

Ia iak sakkakh iak sakkakth

Ia shaxul

Ia kingu ia cthulu ia azbul

Ia azabua

[solo: Brunelle]

Ride the wings of death... [X3]

(Ride the wings of...)

[solo: Azagthoth]

[solo: Brunelle]

[solo: Azagthoth]

[Repeat 1st verse]

[long Chorus]

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