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[gizmo91]

Turbonegro-The Age Of Pamparius Riktigt bra låt

CKY-Shopping Cart Song

The Bloodhound Gang-Foxtrot Uniform Charlie Kilo Grym låt

Redigerad 25 augusti, 2005 av gizmo91

[Streetwave]

Coldplay - Don't panic

Bästa öppningslåten jag vet.

[GTApimpfoolife]

Låt: Use It or Lose It

Artist: Mötley Crüe

Platta: Thatre of Pain

Genre: Hard Rockenrockenrockenroll..

Pers. Kommentar: Det svänger. Ordentligt!

Lyrik:

Ragtime fast lane another overdose

You know James Dean wasn't playing the role

I said hey, you, what-cha gonna do

When time runs out on you

Use it or lose it

Sweet pain is the name of the game

I said hey hey hey hey hey

You better use it before you lose it

You better use it don't throw it away

JFK, Marilyn Monroe

Street walking gypsy-Margaret Trudeau

I said hey, you, what-cha gonna do

Time's run out on you Use it or lose it

Sweet time is it on my side?

I said hey hey hey hey hey

Better use it before you lose it

You better use it don't throw it away

Sweet pain is the name of the game

I said hey hey hey hey hey

Better use it before you lose it

You better use it don't throw it away, hey

Better use it before you lose it

You better use it don't throw it away

Hey hey hey-don't throw it away

Hey hey hey-don't throw it away

Don't throw it away

Hej igen!

[Maxz]

Låt: Dope Show

Artist: Marilyn Manson

Kommentar: Härlig låt

[P-C]

Hej igen!

Sa ju det.

Det GÅR inte.

[Peskele]

The Doors - Wintertime Love + Summer's Almost Gone

Lugna sköna låtar.

[epix]

Sa ju det.

Det GÅR inte.

Jag kan bevisa att det går, hur länge ska jag vara borta?

[StellHell]

Jag kan bevisa att det går, hur länge ska jag vara borta?

Längre än pimpen iaf. En dag är ju fan pinsamt. (welcome back)

[Crice]

Artist: The Boomtown Rats

Låt: I Don't Like Mondays

Album: Fine Art of Surfacing (1979)

Kommentar: Skön låt, Bob Geldof är the man.

Text:

The silicon chip inside her head

Gets switched to overload.

And nobody's gonna go to school today,

She's going to make them stay at home.

And daddy doesn't understand it,

He always said she was as good as gold.

And he can see no reason

'Cause there are no reasons

What reason do you need to be shown?

Tell me why?

I don't like Mondays.

Tell me why?

I don't like Mondays.

Tell me why?

I don't like Mondays.

I want to shoot

The whole day down.

The telex machine is kept so clean

As it types to a waiting world.

And mother feels so shocked,

Father's world is rocked,

And their thoughts turn to

Their own little girl.

Sweet 16 ain't so peachy keen,

No, it ain't so neat to admit defeat.

They can see no reasons

'Cause there are no reasons

What reason do you need to be shown?

Tell me why?

I don't like Mondays.

Tell me why?

I don't like Mondays.

Tell me why?

I don't like Mondays.

I want to shoot

The whole day down.

All the playing's stopped in the playground now

She wants to play with her toys a while.

And school's out early and soon we'll be learning

And the lesson today is how to die.

And then the bullhorn crackles,

And the captain crackles,

With the problems and the how's and why's.

And he can see no reasons

'Cause there are no reasons

What reason do you need to die?

Tell me why?

I don't like Mondays.

Tell me why?

I don't like Mondays.

Tell me why?

I don't like Mondays.

I want to shoot

The whole day down.

[P-C]

Längre än pimpen iaf. En dag är ju fan pinsamt. (welcome back)

Hur länge var du borta?

Hur länge var JAG borta?

:'(

[Cortez]

Artist: Tupac

Låt: Fuck All Y'all

Album: R U Still Down?[Remember Me]

Vad jag(med bra musiksmak) tycker om den: Grymt härlig lugn låt.

[Crice]

Artist: David Bowie

Låt: Changes

Album: Changes Bowie

Kommentar: Bowie i högform. Kungligt.

Text:

Oh yeah

Mm

Still don’t know what I was waiting for

And my time was running wild

A million dead-end streets and

Every time I thought I’d got it made

It seemed the taste was not so sweet

So I turned myself to face me

But I’ve never caught a glimpse

Of how the others must see the faker

I’m much too fast to take that test

Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes

(turn and face the strain)

Ch-ch-changes

Don’t want to be a richer man

Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes

(turn and face the strain)

Ch-ch-changes

Just gonna have to be a different man

Time may change me

But I can’t trace time

I watch the ripples change their size

But never leave the stream

Of warm impermanence

So the days float through my eyes

But stil the days seem the same

And these children that you spit on

As they try to change their worlds

Are immune to your consultations

They’re quite aware of what they’re going through

Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes

(turn and face the strain)

Ch-ch-changes

Don’t tell them to grow up and out of it

Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes

(turn and face the strain)

Ch-ch-changes

Where’s your shame

You’ve left us up to our necks in it

Time may change me

But you can’t trace time

Strange fascination, fascinating me

Ah changes are taking the pace I’m going through

Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes

(turn and face the strain)

Ch-ch-changes

Oh, look out you rock ’n rollers

Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes

(turn and face the strain)

Ch-ch-changes

Pretty soon now you’re gonna get a little older

Time may change me

But I can’t trace time

I said that time may change me

But I can’t trace time

[skribb]

Från samlingsplattan "David Bowie - The Girl Voice Years".

Mitt tips dårå:

M1dy - Reaf.

Riktigt. Hård. Speedcore.

Redigerad 26 augusti, 2005 av skribb

[okka]

MY BLOODY VALENTINE.

Punkt.

.

Crice: Ch-Ch-Ch-Chaaanges!

okka rekomenderar: skriksjung David Bowie (gärna ovanstående låt, Life On Mars, Space Oddity eller annan valfri klassiker) på en fin balkong och gestikulera med händerna med en fejkad känsla av övre makt.

Redigerad 26 augusti, 2005 av okka

[Crice]

Hey, tredje gången gillt.

Artist: Morrissey

Låt: First Of The Gang To Die

Album: You Are The Quarry

Kommentar: Morrissey = Gud/max-karma/Buddhistiskt... väsen.

Text:

You have never been in love

until you’ve seen the stars

reflect in the reservoirs

and you have never been in love

until you’ve seen the dawn rise

behind the Home For The Blind

we are the Pretty Petty Thieves

And you’re standing on our streets

where Hector was the first of the gang

with a gun in his hand

and the first to do time

the first of the gang to die / oh my

Hector was the first of the gang

with a gun in his hand

and the first to do time

the first of the gang to die /oh my

You have never been in love

until you’ve seen sunlight thrown

over smashed human bone

we are the Pretty Petty Thieves

and you’re standing on our streets

where Hector was the first of the gang

with a gun in his hand

and the first to do time

the first of the gang to die

such a silly boy

Hector was the first of the gang

with a gun in his hand

and a bullet in his gullet

the first Lost Lad under the sod

And he stole from the rich and the poor

and the not-very-rich

and the very poor

and he stole all hearts away

Hmmm... kanske postar en till inatt. Sedan får det vara nog. Hihi.

[okka]

Hey, tredje gången gillt.

Artist: Morrissey

Låt: First Of The Gang To Die

Album: You Are The Quarry

Kommentar: Morrissey = Gud/max-karma/Buddhistiskt... väsen.

Text:

Oj oj OJ vad den är bra.

Klockren inledning på resebandstrilogin jag spelade in.

Jag får väll prova på dessa fina, strukturella små låttips jag med...

Artist: Belle and Sebastian

Låt: Is It Wicked Not To Care?

Album: The Boy With The Arab Strap

Kommentar: Morrissey = Gud/max-karma/Buddhistiskt... väsen

Text:

Is it wicked not to care when they say that you're mistaken

Thinking hopes and lots of dreams that aren't there?

Is it wicked not to care when you've wasted many hours

Talking endlessly to anyone that's there?

I know the truth awaits me

But still I hesitate because of fear

Skipping tickets making rhymes

Is that all that you believe in?

Wearing rags to make you pretty by design

Rusting armour for effect

It's not fun to watch the rust grow

For it will all be over when you're dead

Counting acts and clutching thoughts

By the river where the moss grows

Over rocks the water running all the time

Is it wicked when you smile Even though you feel like crying

Even though you could be sick at any time?

But if there was a sequel

Would you love me as an equal?

Would you love me till I'm dead

Instrumental

If there was a sequel Would you love me like an equal?

Would you love me till I'm dead

And if there was a sequel

Would you love me as an equal?

Would you love me till I'm dead

Or is there someone else instead?

[Crice]

Mmmm... flummig 70-talsmusik, Morrissey och en normal dygnsrytm går så bra ihop. Man sitter här lika klar i knoppen som en påtänd zombie och fånler åt saker man ser online. Riktiga nöjen är få förunnade. Det kan ni citera mig på. Fy fasen, det här får bli nattens sista, måste få lite good ol' shuteye.

Artist: Morrissey

Låt: Hairdresser On Fire

Album: Bona Drag... tror jag. Pah.

Kommentar: Refrängen är skoenast.

Text:

Can you squeeze me

Into an empty page of your diary

And psychologically save me

I've got faith in you

I sense the power

Within the fingers

Within an hour the power

Could totally destroy me

(Or, it could save my life)

Oh, here is London

"Home of the brash, outrageous and free"

You are repressed

But you're remarkably dressed

Is it Real ?

And you're always busy

Really busy

Busy, busy

Oh, hairdresser on fire

All around Sloane Square

And you're just so busy

Busy, busy

Busy scissors

Oh, hairdresser on fire

(Only the other day)

Was a client, over-cautious

He made you nervous

And when he said

"I'm gonna sue you"

Oh, I really felt for you ...mmm...

So can you squeeze me

Into an empty page of your diary;

And supernaturally change me ?

Change me, change

Oh, here in London

"Home of the brash, outrageous and free"

You are repressed

But you're remarkably dressed

Is it Real ?

And you're always busy

Really busy

Busy clippers

Oh, hairdresser on fire

All around Sloane Square

And you're just too busy

To see me

Busy clippers

Oh, hairdresser on fire

(Only the other day)

[okka]

Jag ska nog köpa lite The Smiths-skivor på mitt Rocks-presentkort då jag besöker Skelefteå imorgon! Trevligt trevligt.

En favorit med The Smiths är ju, såklart, There Is A Light That Never Goes Out vars text bara måste postas.

Take me out tonight

Where there’s music and there’s people

And they’re young and alive

Driving in your car

I never never want to go home

Because I haven’t got one

Anymore

Take me out tonight

Because I want to see people and i

Want to see life

Driving in your car

Oh, please don’t drop me home

Because it’s not my home, it’s their

Home, and I’m welcome no more

And if a double-decker bus

Crashes into us

To die by your side

Is such a heavenly way to die

And if a ten-ton truck

Kills the both of us

To die by your side

Well, the pleasure - the privilege is mine

Take me out tonight

Take me anywhere, I don’t care

I don’t care, I don’t care

And in the darkened underpass

I thought oh god, my chance has come at last

(but then a strange fear gripped me and i

Just couldn’t ask)

Take me out tonight

Oh, take me anywhere, I don’t care

I don’t care, I don’t care

Driving in your car

I never never want to go home

Because I haven’t got one, da ...

Oh, I haven’t got one

And if a double-decker bus

Crashes into us

To die by your side

Is such a heavenly way to die

And if a ten-ton truck

Kills the both of us

To die by your side

Well, the pleasure - the privilege is mine

Oh, there is a light and it never goes out

There is a light and it never goes out

There is a light and it never goes out

There is a light and it never goes out

There is a light and it never goes out

There is a light and it never goes out

There is a light and it never goes out

There is a light and it never goes out

There is a light and it never goes out

[Flanders]

Blondie - Maria

System of a Down - Roulette

[okka]

Jag ger mig med den bästa texten av dom alla. Läs den, snälla, för ert eget bästa.

Artist: Dexy's Midnight Runners

Låt: There There My Dear

Album: Searching For The Young Soul Rebels

Text:

Dear Robin

Hope you dont mind me writing, its just that theres more than one thing I

need to ask you. If youre so anti-fashion, why not wear flares, instead of

dressing down all the same. Its just that looking like that I can express

my dissatisfaction.

Dear Robin

Let me explain, though youd never see in a million years. Keep quoting

Cabaret, Berlin, Burroughs, J.G. Ballard, Duchamp, Beauvoir, Kerouac,

Kierkegaard, Michael Rennie. I dont believe you really like Frank Sinatra.

Dear Robin

Youre always so happy, how the hell do you get your inspiration? Youre

like a dumb patriot. If youre supposed to be so angry, why dont you fight

and let me benefit from your right? Dont you know the only way to change

things is to shoot men who arrange things, Dear Robin

I would explain but youd never see in a million years. Well, youve made

your rules, but we dont know that game, perhaps Id listen to your records

but your logics far too lame and Id only waste three valuable minutes of

my life with your insincerity.

You see Robin, Im just searching for the young soul rebels, and I cant

find them anywhere. Where have you hidden them?

Maybe you should welcome the new soul vision.