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Det är väsentligt att ni alla läser det här inlägget. För det här är utan tvekan det viktigaste som jag nånsin tänker skriva på den här sidan. Imorse vaknade jag av att jag hörde ett bekant akustiskt

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P-C
P-C

Alright, känner bara att jag inte skulle ta på mig att jämföra ett metal-band med ett annat eftersom jag inte vet nånting om genren även om jag avskyr musiken. --- Har nyligen kommit på att

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GTApimpfoolife Galet korrupt, men gullig ändå!

GTApimpfoolife

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Har fått en märklig känsla över bandet Metallica, förut fungerade det inte men det verkar lossna nu.

Låt: Enter Sandman

Artist: Metallica

Album: Metallica (Black Album)

Genre: Thrash

Personlig kommentar: Detta var faktist den första Metallica låten jag någonsin hörde, jag gillade den men ändå inte. Efter ett tag så började jag gilla Master of Puppets men nu - helt plötsligt så funkar det. Skön låt med bra solo och en bra refräng.

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P-C Galet korrupt, men gullig ändå!

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Har fått en märklig känsla över bandet Metallica, förut fungerade det inte men det verkar lossna nu.

Låt: Enter Sandman

Artist: Metallica

Album: Metallica (Black Album)

Genre: Thrash

Personlig kommentar: Detta var faktist den första Metallica låten jag någonsin hörde, jag gillade den men ändå inte. Efter ett tag så började jag gilla Master of Puppets men nu - helt plötsligt så funkar det. Skön låt med bra solo och en bra refräng.

Den är väl inte Trash? B)

Enter Sandman är bara bra den första minuten imo. Fast man blir så nostalgisk av den. :(

"Sleep with one eye oopen, gripping you pillow tight.. EXIT LIGHT, ENTER NIIIGHT! Take my haaaaand Hush away to neverlaaaaand!" ^_^

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Maxz Galet korrupt, men gullig ändå!

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The Doors - People Are Strange (Bästa Tipset i den här posten)

The Doors - The Unknown Soldier

The Doors - Love Street

Genre: Klassisk Rock (Psychadelic Rock)

Kommentar: Speciellt People Are Strange är jättego :)

People are strange when you're a stranger

Faces look ugly when you're alone

Women seem wicked when you're unwanted

Streets are uneven when you're down :) .

EDIT: Kan ju tipsa om The Doors - Break On Through när jag ändå skriver :) .

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Crice Galet korrupt, men gullig ändå!

Crice

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Artist: Bob Dylan

Låt: To Be Stuck Inside of Mobile With The Memphis Blues Again

Genre: Uhm... pop/rock, me supposes.

Längd: 7:27

Kommentar: 'Ze great!

Finns Att Ladda Ner: Här!

Text:

Oh, the ragman draws circles

Up and down the block

I'd ask him what the matter was

But I know that he don't talk

And the ladies treat me kindly

And furnish me with tape,

But deep inside my heart

I know I can't escape

Oh, Mama, can this really be the end,

To be stuck inside of Mobile

With the Memphis blues again

Well, Shakespeare, he's in the alley

With his pointed shoes and his bells,

Speaking to some French girl,

Who says she knows me well

And I would send a message

To find out if she's talked,

But the post office has been stolen

And the mailbox is locked

Oh, Mama, can this really be the end,

To be stuck inside of Mobile

With the Memphis blues again

Mona tried to tell me

To stay away from the train line

She said that all the railroad men

Just drink up your blood like wine

An' I said, "Oh, I didn't know that,

But then again, there's only one I've met

An' he just smoked my eyelids

An' punched my cigarette"

Oh, Mama, can this really be the end,

To be stuck inside of Mobile

With the Memphis blues again

Grandpa died last week

And now he's buried in the rocks,

But everybody still talks about

How badly they were shocked

But me, I expected it to happen,

I knew he'd lost control

When he built a fire on Main Street

And shot it full of holes.

Oh, Mama, can this really be the end,

To be stuck inside of Mobile

With the Memphis blues again

Now the senator came down here

Showing ev'ryone his gun,

Handing out free tickets

To the wedding of his son

An' me, I nearly got busted

An' wouldn't it be my luck

To get caught without a ticket

And be discovered beneath a truck

Oh, Mama, can this really be the end,

To be stuck inside of Mobile

With the Memphis blues again

Now the preacher looked so baffled

When I asked him why he dressed

With twenty pounds of headlines

Stapled to his chest.

But he cursed me when I proved it to him,

Then I whispered, "Not even you can hide.

You see, you're just like me,

I hope you're satisfied"

Oh, Mama, can this really be the end,

To be stuck inside of Mobile

With the Memphis blues again

Now the rainman gave me two cures,

Then he said, "Jump right in"

The one was Texas medicine,

The other was just railroad gin

An' like a fool I mixed them

An' it strangled up my mind,

An' now people just get uglier

An' I have no sense of time

Oh, Mama, can this really be the end,

To be stuck inside of Mobile

With the Memphis blues again

When Ruthie says come see her

In her honky-tonk lagoon,

Where I can watch her waltz for free

'Neath her Panamanian moon

An' I say, "Aw come on now,

You must know about my debutante"

An' she says, "Your debutante just knows what you need

But I know what you want"

Oh, Mama, can this really be the end,

To be stuck inside of Mobile

With the Memphis blues again

Now the bricks lay on Grand Street

Where the neon madmen climb

They all fall there so perfectly,

It all seems so well timed

An' here I sit so patiently

Waiting to find out what price

You have to pay to get out of

Going through all these things twice

Oh, Mama, can this really be the end,

To be stuck inside of Mobile

With the Memphis blues again

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The Dude Galet korrupt, men gullig ändå!

The Dude

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Artist: Bob Dylan

Låt: To Be Stuck Inside of Mobile With The Memphis Blues Again

Genre: Uhm... pop/rock, me supposes.

Längd: 7:27

Kommentar: 'Ze great!

Finns Att Ladda Ner: Här!

Text:

Oh, the ragman draws circles

Up and down the block

I'd ask him what the matter was

But I know that he don't talk

And the ladies treat me kindly

And furnish me with tape,

But deep inside my heart

I know I can't escape

Oh, Mama, can this really be the end,

To be stuck inside of Mobile

With the Memphis blues again

Well, Shakespeare, he's in the alley

With his pointed shoes and his bells,

Speaking to some French girl,

Who says she knows me well

And I would send a message

To find out if she's talked,

But the post office has been stolen

And the mailbox is locked

Oh, Mama, can this really be the end,

To be stuck inside of Mobile

With the Memphis blues again

Mona tried to tell me

To stay away from the train line

She said that all the railroad men

Just drink up your blood like wine

An' I said, "Oh, I didn't know that,

But then again, there's only one I've met

An' he just smoked my eyelids

An' punched my cigarette"

Oh, Mama, can this really be the end,

To be stuck inside of Mobile

With the Memphis blues again

Grandpa died last week

And now he's buried in the rocks,

But everybody still talks about

How badly they were shocked

But me, I expected it to happen,

I knew he'd lost control

When he built a fire on Main Street

And shot it full of holes.

Oh, Mama, can this really be the end,

To be stuck inside of Mobile

With the Memphis blues again

Now the senator came down here

Showing ev'ryone his gun,

Handing out free tickets

To the wedding of his son

An' me, I nearly got busted

An' wouldn't it be my luck

To get caught without a ticket

And be discovered beneath a truck

Oh, Mama, can this really be the end,

To be stuck inside of Mobile

With the Memphis blues again

Now the preacher looked so baffled

When I asked him why he dressed

With twenty pounds of headlines

Stapled to his chest.

But he cursed me when I proved it to him,

Then I whispered, "Not even you can hide.

You see, you're just like me,

I hope you're satisfied"

Oh, Mama, can this really be the end,

To be stuck inside of Mobile

With the Memphis blues again

Now the rainman gave me two cures,

Then he said, "Jump right in"

The one was Texas medicine,

The other was just railroad gin

An' like a fool I mixed them

An' it strangled up my mind,

An' now people just get uglier

An' I have no sense of time

Oh, Mama, can this really be the end,

To be stuck inside of Mobile

With the Memphis blues again

When Ruthie says come see her

In her honky-tonk lagoon,

Where I can watch her waltz for free

'Neath her Panamanian moon

An' I say, "Aw come on now,

You must know about my debutante"

An' she says, "Your debutante just knows what you need

But I know what you want"

Oh, Mama, can this really be the end,

To be stuck inside of Mobile

With the Memphis blues again

Now the bricks lay on Grand Street

Where the neon madmen climb

They all fall there so perfectly,

It all seems so well timed

An' here I sit so patiently

Waiting to find out what price

You have to pay to get out of

Going through all these things twice

Oh, Mama, can this really be the end,

To be stuck inside of Mobile

With the Memphis blues again

Ah älska Dylan. Nio verser is the shit.

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