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[Hew]

Pantera - Cemetery Gates

Reverend, reverend,

Is this a conspiracy?

Crucified for no sins

No revenge... beneath me.

Lost within my plans for life,

It all seems so unreal.

Im a man cut in half in this world,

Left in my misery.

(instrumental)

The reverend he turned to me

Without a tear in his eyes.

Its nothing new for him to see,

I didnt ask him why.

I will remember...

The love our souls had sworn to make.

Now I watch the falling rain

All my mind can see now is your (face).

Well I guess

You took my youth

And gave it all away.

Like the birth of a new found joy,

This love would end in rage...

And when she died

I couldnt cry,

The pride within my soul.

You left me incomplete

All alone as the memories now unfold.

Believe the Håller med till 100%!.

I will unlock my door...

And pass the cemetery gates.

Sometimes when Im alone,

I wonder aloud,

If youre watching over me

Some place far abound.

I must reverse my life

I cant live in the past.

Then set my soul free,

Belong to me at last.

Through all those complex years

I thought I was alone.

I didnt care to look around

And make this world my own...

And when she died

I shouldve cried and spared myself some pain.

You left me incomplete,

All alone as the memories still remain.

The way we were,

The chance to save my soul...

And my concern is now in vain.

Believe the Håller med till 100%!,

I will unlock my door...

And pass the cemetery... gates

(instrumental)

The way we were,

The chance to save my soul...

And my concern is now in vain.

Believe the Håller med till 100%!,

I will unlock my door...

And pass the cemetery...

Gates!

Gates!

Gates!

[KalleR]

FYFAN VAD KASS LÅTEN VAR! detta är århundradets SÄMSTA artist asså.. verkligen hatar dom.. dom pratar bara på saker som dom kallar "beats"! för de där e INTE en beat!!

50 Cent har sköna texter, eller hur!

[Mark]

FYFAN VAD KASS LÅTEN VAR! detta är århundradets SÄMSTA artist asså.. verkligen hatar dom.. dom pratar bara på saker som dom kallar "beats"! för de där e INTE en beat!!

Är du helt slut i huvudet eller låtsas du bara?

[Eudoros]

The Postal Service - Sleeping In

Last week I had the strangest dream

Where everything was exactly how it seemed

Where there was never any mystery of who shot John F. Kennedy

It was just a man with something to prove

Slightly bored and severely confused

He steadied his rifle with his target in the center

And became famous on that day in November

Don't wake me I plan on sleeping in

Don't wake me I plan on sleeping in

Don't wake me I plan on sleeping in

Don't wake me I plan on sleeping in

ooh, ooh

And then last night I had that strange dream

Where everything was exactly how it seemed

Where concerns about the world getting warmer

The people thought that they were just being rewarded

For treating others as they like to be treated

For obeying stop signs and curing diseases

For mailing letters with the address of the sender

Now we can swim any day in November

Don't wake me I plan on sleeping in

(Now we can swim any day in November)

Don't wake me I plan on sleeping in

Don't wake me I plan on sleeping in

Don't wake me I plan on sleeping in

Don't wake me I plan on sleeping in

Don't wake me I plan on sleeping in

Redigerad 21 september, 2007 av Eudoros

[dangerboy]

Det hade varit intressant och läsa din motevering till varför du tycker att texten är så bra.

[Eudoros]

Det hade varit intressant och läsa din motevering till varför du tycker att texten är så bra.

Well, jag är inte direkt någon miljöaktivist, så det är inte för att dom klagar på att man kan simma i November.

Men jag gillar, framförallt, den första biten av den då dom sjunger om John F. Kennedy.

Det är djupt och har en fin klang.

Redigerad 21 september, 2007 av Eudoros

[kicken]

Well, jag är inte direkt någon miljöaktivist, så det är inte för att dom klagar på att man kan simma i November.

Men jag gillar, framförallt, den första biten av den då dom sjunger om John F. Kennedy.

Det är djupt och har en fin klang.

Last week I had the strangest dream

Where everything was exactly how it seemed

Where there was never any mystery of who shot John F. Kennedy

It was just a man with something to prove

Slightly bored and severely confused

He steadied his rifle with his target in the center

And became famous on that day in November

Det stycket är fantastiskt, det måste jag hålla med dig om. Riktigt bra! Bland det bästa jag hört textväg.

[Tweak]

Vad är så himla speciellt med den? Låten är ju inget mästerverk heller.

[Eudoros]

Det är djupt och har en fin klang.

Vad är så himla speciellt med den? Låten är ju inget mästerverk heller.

Tycker jag då, alltså.

Och visst är inte låten något mästerverk, har många låtar jag gillar mer, men fastnade på något sätt för texten i den här.

[samuelszon]

"Under The Bridge" med Red Hot Chili Peppers, enormt rörande och bra text som även passar galet bra till Frusciantes makalösa gitarrslinga. Enkla och bra argument; därför är det världens bästa låt.

[StellHell]

Melanie Safka - Look What They've Done to My Song

Look what they've done to my song, Ma

Look what they've done to my song

Well it's the only thing I could do half right

And it's turning out all wrong, Ma

Look what they've done to my song

Look what they've done to my brain, Ma

Look what they've done to my brain

Well they picked it like a chicken bone

And I think I'm half insane, Ma

Look what they've done to my song

I wish I could find a good book to live in

Wish I could find a good book

Well, if I could find a real good book

I'd never have to come out and look at

What they've done to my song

La la la...

Look what they've done to my song

But maybe it'll all be all right, Ma

Maybe it'll all be OK

Well, if the people are buying tears

I'll be rich some day, Ma

Look what they've done to my song

Ils ont changé ma chanson, Ma

Ils ont changé ma chanson

C'est la seule chose que je peux faire

Et çe n'est pas bon, Ma

Ils ont changé ma chanson

Look what they've done to my song, Ma

Look what they've done to my song

Well they tied it up in a plastic bag

And turned it upside down

Look what they've done to my song

Ils ont changé ma chanson, Ma...

Look what they've done to my song, Ma

Look what they've done to my song

Well it's the only thing I could do all right

And they turned it upside down

Look what they've done to my song

[mr_tobbe]

Följer trenden i tråden!

This is madness!

Madness?

This is spartaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a

THIS IS SPARTA!

THIS IS SPARTA!

THIS IS SPARTA!

THIS IS SPARTA!

THIS IS SPARTA!

THIS IS SPARTA!

THIS IS SPARTA!

THIS IS SPARTA!

THIS IS SPARTA!

THIS IS SPARTA!

THIS IS SPARTA!

THIS IS SPARTA!

THIS IS SPARTA!

THIS IS SPARTA!

THIS IS SPARTA!

th-th-th-th-th-th-th-th-th-th-th-th-th-th-th-th

Madness? Madness! Madness? Madness! Madness? Madness! Madness? Madness! Madness? Madness! Madness? Madness!

Madne-mad-ma-ma-THIS IS SPARTAAAAAAA

THIS IS SPARTA.

[Tweak]

Tycker jag då, alltså.

Och visst är inte låten något mästerverk, har många låtar jag gillar mer, men fastnade på något sätt för texten i den här.

Missade helt din post, sry

[kicken]

Vad är så himla speciellt med den? Låten är ju inget mästerverk heller.

Låten är inte ett mästerverk men på det sättet han sjunger plus den fina texten gör den fantastisk. Enligt mig då får jag tillägga.

[Renard]

Det är synd att så många tror att Shout at the devil har med djävulsdyrkan att göra. Så jävla fel. Låten handlar om att man ska stå upp mot de som försöker trycka ner en pga ens åsikter (genom att skrika). Det har till och med Nikki Sixx (låtskrivaren) sagt själv.

He's the wolf screaming lonely in the night

He's the blood stain on the stage

He's the tear in your eye

Being tempted by his lies

He's the knife in your back

He's rage

He's the razor to the knife

Oh, lonely is our lives

My head's spinnin' round and round

But in the seasons of wither

We'll stand and deliver

Be strong and laugh and

Shout shout shout

Shout at the devil

Shout shout shout

He'll be the love in your eyes

He'll be the blood between your thighs

And then have you Crying for more

He'll put strength to the test

He'll put the thrill back in bed

Sure you've heard it all before

He'll be the risk in the kiss

Might be anger on your lips

Might run scared for the door

But in seasons of wither

We'll stand and deliver

Be strong and laugh and

Shout shout shout

Shout at the devil

Shout shout shout

Shout at the devil

[Lofon]

Pantera - Cemetery Gates

Reverend, reverend,

Is this a conspiracy?

Crucified for no sins

No revenge... beneath me.

Lost within my plans for life,

It all seems so unreal.

Im a man cut in half in this world,

Left in my misery.

(instrumental)

The reverend he turned to me

Without a tear in his eyes.

Its nothing new for him to see,

I didnt ask him why.

I will remember...

The love our souls had sworn to make.

Now I watch the falling rain

All my mind can see now is your (face).

Well I guess

You took my youth

And gave it all away.

Like the birth of a new found joy,

This love would end in rage...

And when she died

I couldnt cry,

The pride within my soul.

You left me incomplete

All alone as the memories now unfold.

Believe the Håller med till 100%!.

I will unlock my door...

And pass the cemetery gates.

Sometimes when Im alone,

I wonder aloud,

If youre watching over me

Some place far abound.

I must reverse my life

I cant live in the past.

Then set my soul free,

Belong to me at last.

Through all those complex years

I thought I was alone.

I didnt care to look around

And make this world my own...

And when she died

I shouldve cried and spared myself some pain.

You left me incomplete,

All alone as the memories still remain.

The way we were,

The chance to save my soul...

And my concern is now in vain.

Believe the Håller med till 100%!,

I will unlock my door...

And pass the cemetery... gates

(instrumental)

The way we were,

The chance to save my soul...

And my concern is now in vain.

Believe the Håller med till 100%!,

I will unlock my door...

And pass the cemetery...

Gates!

Gates!

Gates!

Ett jävla mästerverk..

Är du helt slut i huvudet eller låtsas du bara?

Ögna igenom några fler av hans poster, och kolla in hans namn - och avgör sen chansen att han skulle kunna vara något annat! Okay, det där kanske var en aning taskigt - men om han inte kan acceptera andras musiksmak - så får han ta mig fan acceptera att jag inte står ut med hans så kallade "musik" heller!

[okka]

Det är synd att så många tror att Shout at the devil har med djävulsdyrkan att göra. Så jävla fel. Låten handlar om att man ska stå upp mot de som försöker trycka ner en pga ens åsikter (genom att skrika). Det har till och med Nikki Sixx (låtskrivaren) sagt själv.

Men så är hårdrock dåligt så det spelar ändå ingen roll.

[Renard]

Men så är hårdrock dåligt så det spelar ändå ingen roll.

Och det sa Okka, hela världens musik representant. Alla tycker inte som du.

[okka]

Och det sa Okka, hela världens musik representant. Alla tycker inte som du.

Jag gillar människor utan humor.

[Renard]

Jag gillar människor utan humor.

Jaha, börja umgås med din egen spegelbild då och inte med mig.

OT: Texten till Eye of the tiger ger mig styrka:

Risin' up, back on the street

Did my time, took my chances

Went the distance, now I'm back on my feet

Just a man and his will to survive

So many times, it happens too fast

You change your passion for glory

Don't lose your grip on the dreams of the past

You must fight just to keep them alive

Chorus:

It's the eye of the tiger, it's the cream of the fight

Risin' up to the challenge of our rival

And the last known survivor stalks his prey in the night

And he's watchin' us all in the eye of the tiger

Face to face, out in the heat

Hangin' tough, stayin' hungry

They stack the odds 'til we take to the street

For we kill with the skill to survive

chorus

Risin' up, straight to the top

Have the guts, got the glory

Went the distance, now I'm not gonna stop

Just a man and his will to survive