Jump to content

Musiktips


jaeger
 Share

Recommended Posts

Fick Wednesday 13's nya solo album (Fang Bang) för nåra dar sen, totaläg :mellow:

Älskar hur han använder "morgue" i låten :P

Wednesday 13 - Morgue than words

Morgue than words

When the ambulance arrived

There was nothing they could do to save your life

There were pieces here and pieces there

Found some bubblegum stuck in your hair

So much morgue to see, so much morgue to do

And there's so many things that I wish you could have heard

So much morgue for me, so much morgue for you

And I can't express myself baby.....

Morgue than words

Morgue than words

Morgue than words

Morgue than words

Morgue than words

Morgue than words

Morgue than words

Morgue than words

Morgue than words

You had such beautiful eyes

It's hard to tell now they're covered in flies

I guess it's true that love could be sad

To see you hauled away in seven body bags

So much morgue to see, so much morgue to do

And there's so many things that I wish you could have heard

So much morgue for me, so much morgue for you

And I can't express myself baby.....

Morgue than words

Morgue than words

Morgue than words

Morgue than words

Morgue than words

Morgue than words

Morgue than words

Morgue than words

Morgue than words

You were the love of my life

And now the city morgue has put you on ice

You were the one that got away

I love you morgue than words can say

So much morgue to see, so much morgue to do

And there's so many things that I wish you could have heard

So much morgue for me, so much morgue for you

And I can't express myself baby.....

Morgue than words

Morgue than words

Morgue than words

Morgue than words

Morgue than words

Morgue than words

Morgue than words

Morgue than words

Morgue than words

Länk till kommentar
Dela på andra sidor

Bob Dylan and the Grateful Dead - All Along the Watchtower

dylandead_760110_0.jpg

There must be some kind of way out of here

Said the joker to the thief

There's too much confusion

I can't get no relief

Businessman they drink my wine

Plow men dig my earth

None will level on the line

Nobody of it is worth

Hey hey

No reason to get excited

The thief he kindly spoke

There are many here among us

Who feel that life is but a joke but uh

But you and i we've been through that

And this is not our fate

So let us not talk falsely now

The hour's getting late

Hey

Hey

All along the watchtower

Princes kept the view

While all the women came and went

Bare-foot servants too, but huh

Outside in the cold distance

A wild cat did growl

Two riders were approachin'

And the wind began to howl

Hey

Oh

All along the watchtower

Hear you sing around the watch

Gotta beware gotta beware I will

Yeah

Ooh baby

All along the watchtower

Redigerad av CurunirOfValinor
Länk till kommentar
Dela på andra sidor

Týr - The Edge.

Genre: Progressive Viking Metal.

Skiva: Eric The Red.

Nightfall in my hall, all I can do is recall as I sit alone in the

Darkness, I confess, my part was not any less than whose I was forced to impress

It was a year ago, I left my heart behind to return, with a longing did I burn, I meant to return

And now a year has gone and everything has changed for the worse and it's on me like a curse, things changed for the worse

Sentenced to the death by the Thing, four conspirators 'gainst our king

Led by Son of the Wolf they're just four blood brothers going over the edge

Eggin tykist mær bert ein gátt, sorgin skipar lagnutáttin

Sjálvur yrkti eg niðurlag, frítt er Eystfellið frá at fara

Brátt er vísan øll og tøgn, hoyrdist tá ið kalda lagnan

Leiddi teir í Runsival, meg bert niðan á hægsta valaknúk

I see no other way than on, what will they say when I am gone

I want my memory to be mild, I want it to glow

Upon my pages blood is stained, this way some honour will remain

But I did cause the death of a child both you and I know

And when they came to bleed me dry, I only wonder why did I

On that Easter morn' for the love of my life not vie

Let them kill me just the same, I should have lied and played their game

It is a lesser sin than what I have done since that day

It won't go away, nothing I can say save lay down and pray

What came from within, what came from without,

I can't be about, myself do I doubt ever since that day

Sentenced to the death by the Thing, four conspirators 'gainst our king

Led by Son of the Wolf they're just four blood brothers going over the edge

Eggin tykist mær bert ein gátt, sorgin skipar lagnutáttin

Sjálvur yrkti eg niðurlag, frítt er Eystfellið frá at fara

Brátt er vísan øll og tøgn, hoyrdist tá ið kalda lagnan

Leiddi teir í Runsival, meg bert niðan á hægsta valaknúk

New day, we all pay for our mistakes on our way; lead me up the hillside at

Daybreak, my mistake, don't shed a tear at my wake, just believe it's for my own sake

No turning back now

No tears at my wake, I'll pay for my vow

Just march up the hill till we reach the end

Transmigration calls, I long to ascend

It's for my own sake

Länk till kommentar
Dela på andra sidor

Artist: Panic! at the disco

Album: A fever you can't sweat out

Låt: Lying is the most fun a girl can have without taking her clothes off

Kommentar: Panic! at the disco kammade hem priset för "Årets video" på årets MTV Video Music Awards för videon till den underbara låten I write sins, not tragedies. Den här låten är från samma skiva, och är grymt bra den också. Så, lyssna på den!!

Text:

Is it still me that makes you sweat?

Am I who you think about in bed?

When the lights are dim and your hands are shaking as you're sliding off your dress?

Then think of what you did

And how I hope to God he was worth it.

When the lights are dim and your heart is racing as your fingers touch your skin.

I've got more wit, a better kiss, a hotter touch, a better fuck

Than any boy you'll ever meet, sweetie you had me

Girl I was it, look past the sweat, a better love deserving of

Exchanging body heat in the passenger seat?

No, no, no, you know it will always just be me

Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster

So testosterone boys and harlequin girls,

Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close?

So testosterone boys and harlequin girls,

Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close?

So I guess we're back to us, oh cameraman, swing the focus

In case I lost my train of thought, where was it that we last left off?

(Let's pick up, pick up)

Oh now I do recall, we were just getting to the part

Where the shock sets in, and the stomach acid finds a new way to make you get sick.

I hope you didn't expect that you'd get all of the attention.

Now let's not get selfish

Did you really think I’d let you kill this chorus?

Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster

So testosterone boys and harlequin girls,

Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close?

So testosterone boys and harlequin girls,

Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close?

Dance to this beat

Dance to this beat

Dance to this beat

Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster

Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster

I've got more wit, a better kiss, a hotter touch, a better fuck

Than any boy you'll ever meet, sweetie you had me

Girl I was it, look past the sweat, a better love deserving of

Exchanging body heat in the passenger seat?

No, no, no, you know it will always just be me

Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster

So testosterone boys and harlequin girls,

Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close?

So testosterone boys and harlequin girls,

Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close?

So testosterone boys and harlequin girls

Dance to this beat

So testosterone boys and harlequin girls

Dance to this beat

And hold a lover close

Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster

Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster

Länk till kommentar
Dela på andra sidor

Apollo Four Forty - Stop The Rock

Stop the rock, (stop the rock)

Stop the rock (stop the rock), can't stop the rock. x2

Stop the rock (stop the rock), we can't stop the rock. x2

(repeat)

Shake my paranoia, can't stop the rock x4

Shake my paranoia, my groove is grooving x2

Dancing like Madonna, into the grooving...

Come on get down and dirty baby! x4

Down and dirty baby x4

We shake the rock like animals.

Everyday at the waterhole.

Länk till kommentar
Dela på andra sidor

Wednesday 13 - My Home Sweet Homicide

I've got nothing to lose that's why I'm with you

My x-ray glasses don't lie

And the best thing about our future is knowing that I'm gonna die

It's a simple mistake that anyone could make and I guess I won the grand prize

A lifetime supply of misery

My home sweet homicide

Now I'm so love sick, sick of you

I guess I'll see you in hell, but I'm sure you'd ruin that too

You'll be the death of me, baby you're my home sweet homicide

You'll be the death of me, baby you're my home sweet homicide

You're the reason why I never even tried

You're the biggest star in your own mind

No anti-dote, it's a fucking joke, and I'll never get out alive

Now on the count of three won't you bury me

Close the casket and say good bye

And its ashes to ashes, dust to dust

My home sweet homicide

Now I'm so love sick, sick of you

I guess I'll see you in hell, but I'm sure you'd ruin that too

You'll be the death of me, baby you're my home sweet homicide

You'll be the death of me, baby you're my home sweet homicide

You'll be the death of me, baby you're my home sweet homicide

You'll be the death of me, baby you're my home sweet homicide

Now I'm so love sick, sick of you

I guess I'll see you in hell, but I'm sure you'd ruin that too

You'll be the death of me, baby you're my home sweet homicide

You'll be the death of me, baby you're my home sweet homicide

You'll be the death of me, baby you're my home sweet homicide

You'll be the death of me, baby you're my home sweet homicide

Länk till kommentar
Dela på andra sidor

Lemon Demon - Kitten Is Angry

My kitten, my kitty cat.

When she's content she purrs.

She thinks the house is hers.

But you won't like her when she's angry.

No, you won't like her when she's angry.

Angry, angry.

She's cuddly.

She's lovely when she's in a happy mood.

She loves her kitten food.

But she's got such an attitude...

Completely rotten attitude.

Rotten attitude.

Kitten is angry, kitten is offended.

Fur standing out and little claws extended.

Darting around and meowing quite a bit,

and throwing such a hissy fit.

I don't know what to make of it.

Don't touch her.

Don't look at her.

My kitten knows TAE KWON DO.

She can take you out, I know.

I've seen it before and it's not pretty.

She's really one ferocious kitty cat now.

(Oh no.)

She's deadly.

She'll hurt you.

She'll show you endless pain.

Her little whiskers are stained with the blood of those that she has slain.

Believe me, she will go insane.

She will go insane.

Kitten is angry, kitten is offended.

Fur standing out and little claws extended.

Darting around and meowing quite a bit,

and throwing such a hissy fit.

I don't know what to make of it.

Kitten is angry, full of discontentment.

Wildly attacking random pieces of lint.

Darting around in a psychotic blitz,

and throwing all these hissy fits,

but I still love my kitty cat to bits!

Edit. Ny sida two times a day!

Redigerad av Maimstream
Länk till kommentar
Dela på andra sidor

Join the conversation

You can post now and register later. If you have an account, sign in now to post with your account.

Gäst
Skriv inlägg...

×   Innehåll kopierat inklusive formatering.   Ta bort formatering

  Only 75 emoji are allowed.

×   Din länk har expanderats till ett media-block.   Visa länk istället

×   Your previous content has been restored.   Clear editor

×   You cannot paste images directly. Upload or insert images from URL.

 Share

×
×
  • Create New...