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Boston - More than a feeling

When Im tired and thinking cold

I hide in my music, forget the day

And dream of a girl I used to know

I closed my eyes and she slipped away

She slipped awa y. she slipped away.

Its more than a feeling, when I hear that old song they used to play (more than a feeling)

I begin dreaming (more than a feeling)

till I see marianne walk away

I see my marianne walkin away

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Boston - More than a feeling

When Im tired and thinking cold

I hide in my music, forget the day

And dream of a girl I used to know

I closed my eyes and she slipped away

She slipped awa y. she slipped away.

Its more than a feeling, when I hear that old song they used to play (more than a feeling)

I begin dreaming (more than a feeling)

till I see marianne walk away

I see my marianne walkin away

Älska gitarren i refrängen :rolleyes:

Lyssnade lite på den idag, underbar :D

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The Beatles - While My Guitar Gently Weeps

I look at you all see the love there that's sleeping

While my guitar gently weeps

I look at the floor and I see it needs sweeping

Still my guitar gently weeps

I don't know why nobody told you

How to unfold your love

I don't know how someone controlled you

They bought and sold you

I look at the world and I notice it's turning

While my guitar gently weeps

With every mistake we must surely be learning

Still my guitar gently weeps

I don't know how you were diverted

You were perverted too

I don't know how you were inverted

No one alerted you

I look at you all see the love there that's sleeping

While my guitar gently weeps

Look at you all...

Still my guitar gently weeps

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Svenska akademien - Snapphaneklanen

Upphovsmännen till den skånska raggan,

ja, kärleken är sann till den gul- och röda flaggan,

och som vi alla vet så är skåneland vaggan,

för snapphanerebeller som går framåt när det gäller,

inte bakåt när det smäller,

historiska källor,

till att höja vår upprorsfana så jag fortsätter uppmana,

till revolt, stå upp stolt, för ditt folk, skåneman,

öppna upp ditt hjärta och låt kärleken vara sann,

sök djupt i dig själv, säg mig vad du fann,

MAN! vi kan, hjälpa dig litegrann,

men du får göra vad du kan,

själv så stanna upp och välj,

om du vill ha munnen öppen eller stängd

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Jag tänker vara mainstream-alternativ och tipsa om ett band, eller två om politiken ska hållas fläckfriast möjligt, som merparten av er aldrig hört talas om!1

Båda banden tillhör ungefär samma utpekade fjortisfack; Båda vet vad ös heter, båda är hjärndöda… och båda spelar någon form av keltinfluerad punk – med säckpipor!1

Först på röda mattan finner vi ett skottländskt/kanadensiskt ösigt, hjärndött, keltinfluerat punkband, The Real Mckenzies. Ett axplock av deras ös finns att avlyssna på deras hemsida, vilket vill säga:

Därefter kommer ett något mindre ljusskyggt band, som jag tror att åtminstone någon här har hört talas om, Dropkick Murphys. De sjunger aningen fulare än Kenzarna och använder inte samma vrålsexiga skottiska dialekt, men de duger att slakta romare till.

Med dessa, Dropkickarna, kan jag slå ett hårt slag för en urtöntig låt de knåpat ihop, The Dirty Glass. Tösan som varvar killarnas getröster får det verkligen att gå i byxan.

Murphy, Murphy, darling, dear

I long for you now night and day

Your pain was my pleasure, your sorrow my joy

I feel now I've lost you to health and good cheer

Darcy, when I met you I was five years too young

A boy beyond his age, or so I'd tell someone

Anyone who'd listen and a few who couldn't care

Still I welcomed you with open arms, my love I did share

Darcy, Darcy darling dear,

You left me dying, crying there

In whiskey, gin, and pints of beer

I fell for you, my darling, dear

You shut me off, then you showed me the door

But you always came crawling back, beggin' me for more

I showed you kindness, a stool, and a tab

Then you poured me my pain in a dirty glass

(Yeah, you left him bloody battered, penniless and poor)

You know, I often stopped and wondered how you made it

through my door

With my brother's new non-duplicate registry ID

Well, you bit off more than you could chew the first day you

met me.

Darcy, Darcy darling dear,

You left me dying, crying there

In whiskey, gin, and pints of beer

I fell for you, my darling, dear

You weren't the first to court me mister, you won't be the last

Oh, I'm sure I wasn't honey, I know all about your past

Listen to the big shot with his pager on call

You spent most of those nights in my bathroom stall

(Yeah, you got him high, but you left him low)

Mind your own business, boy, how was I to know

That he was just a fiend and a no-good cheat

Well it's all in the past, bitch, 'cause now I've got it beat

Darcy, Darcy darling dear,

You left me dying, crying there

In whiskey, gin, and pints of beer

I fell for you, my darling, dear

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Saetia - Venus and Bacchus

(person 1):

"close my eyes

pull my heart strings

pour my tears from your hands

'connections are never easy,' you said

empty words

empty soul

I believe that we are afraid of one another"

(person 2):

"and I, I believe that you have died within me"

...I fade from myself

I miss you again

I fade from myself

I miss you again...again

(what have we got?)

bloody broken and hidden away

I seek the rope from which we will hang

or so it seems

or so it seems

the dance of flesh on flesh has rendered us blind

(person 1):

"I look into eyes, I look into stone

it's better to be stepped on than left all alone...

so now I choke on yesterday when I was someone

and I wonder where 'forever' went

and how our 'everything' came undone

I opened my eyes and the heaven beneath us died."

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Artist:Weird Al Yankowich

Låt: White and nerdy

Kommentar: Har lyssnat på den mer eller mindre non stop i tre dagar nu... :ermm: I och med den här videon har Weird Al hamnat på min "Super Sexy"-lista. Stackars honom.

Text:

They see me mowin' my front lawn

I know they're all thinkin' I'm so

White and nerdy

Think I'm just too white and nerdy

Think I'm just too white and nerdy

Can't you see I'm white and nerdy

Look at me I'm white and nerdy

I wanna roll with the gangstas

But so far they all think I'm too

White and nerdy

Think I'm just too white and nerdy

Think I'm just too white and nerdy

I'm just too white and nerdy

Really, really white and nerdy

First in my class here at MIT

Got skills, I'm a champion at D&D

M.C. Escher, that's my favorite M.C.

Keep you're 40, I'll just have an Earl Grey tea

My rims never spin, to the contrary

You'll find that they're quite stationary

All of my action figures are cherry

Stephen Hawking's in my library

My MySpace page is all totally pimped out

Got people beggin' for my top eight spaces

Yo, I know pi to a thousand places

Ain't got no grills but I still wear braces

I order all of my sandwiches with mayonnaise

I'm a wiz at Minesweeper, I could play for days

Once you've see my sweet moves, you're gonna stay amazed

My fingers movin' so fast I'll set the place ablaze

There's no killer app I haven't run (run)

At Pascal, well I'm number one (one)

Do vector calculus just for fun

I ain't got a gat, but I got a soldering gun (what?)

Happy Days is my favorite theme song

I could sure kick your butt in a game of ping pong

I'll ace any trivia quiz you bring on

I'm fluent in JavaScript as well as Klingon

Here's the part I sing on...

You see me roll on my Segway

I know in my heart they think I'm

White and nerdy

Think I'm just too white and nerdy

Think I'm just too white and nerdy

Can't you see I'm white and nerdy

Look at me I'm white and nerdy

I'd like to roll with the gangstas

Although it's apparent I'm too

White and nerdy

Think I'm just too white and nerdy

Think I'm just too white and nerdy

I'm just too white and nerdy

How'd I get so white and nerdy

I been browsin', inspectin' X-Men comics

You know I collect 'em

The pens in my pocket, I must protect them

My ergonomic keyboard never leaves me bored

Shoppin' online for deals on some writable media

I edit Wikipedia

I memorized Holy Grail really well

I can recite it right now and have you R-O-T-F-L-O-L

I got a business doing websites (websites)

When my friends need some code, who do they call?

I do HTML for 'em all

Even made a homepage for my dog, yo

I got myself a fanny pack

They were havin' a sale down at The Gap

Spend my nights with a roll of bubble wrap

Pop, pop - hope no one sees me, gettin' freaky

I'm nerdy in the extreme and

Whiter than sour cream

I was in AV club and glee club

And even the chess team

Only question I ever thought was hard

Was "Do I like Kirk or do I like Picard?"

Spend every weekend at the Renaissance Fair

Got my name on my underwear

They see me strollin', they laughin'

And rollin' their eyes cause I'm so

White and nerdy

Just because I'm white and nerdy

Just because I'm white and nerdy

All because I'm white and nerdy

Holy cow, I'm white and nerdy

I wanna bowl with the gangstas

But oh well, it's obvious I'm

White and nerdy

Think I'm just too white and nerdy

Think I'm just too white and nerdy

I'm just too white and nerdy

Look at me I'm white and nerdy

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