Fiona Apple - Paper bag


taser taser kindergarten nap nap time
pacifier pacifies
highchair crumbles unannounced
like a draft from outside
pacifier pacifies
beacon shined a light from the faulty tower
pacifier pacifies
colossal in tons, unknowing it wants
pacifier pacifies
atop this podium built of fixation
they like to chock
all utensils are fixed on you

cranes perched in scows, in the windows they would peek
pacifier pacifies
snuck inside the sound of sleep
pacifier pacifies
don't sweat the hemorrhaging gland
don't sweat the hemorrhaging gland
pacifier pacifies
feast upon your illness
and let the puppet strings sag
pacifier pacifies
atop this podium built of fixation
they like to choke
all utensils are fixed on you
atop this podium split in confession
dripping with drool from the nerves
of this sentence
dripping with drool from the nerves
of this sentence

lazarus threw the party
lazarus threw the fight
snuck inside the sound of sleep

cloak a dagger plot
her sovereign majesty
pacifier pacifies
bullet ridden with vermin
be it the peasant stark frenzy
pacifier pacifies
held onto its tusks, naked and disrobed
pacifier pacifies
and the emperor still wears no clothes
confess...


Voila

Sleepwalk Capsule de At the drive in (que de regret sur ce groupe quand j'entend Mars Volta)

next

Another sunny day, I met you up in the garden
You were digging plants, I dug you, beg your pardon
I took a photograph of you in the herbaceous border
It broke the heart of men and flowers and girls and trees

Another rainy day, we’re trapped inside with a train set
Chocolate on the boil, steamy windows when we met
You’ve got the attic window looking out on the cathedral
And on a Sunday evening bells ring out in the dusk

Another day in June, we’ll pick eleven for football
We’re playing for our lives the referee gives us fuck all
I saw you in the corner of my eye on the sidelines
Your dark mascara bids me to historical deeds

Everybody’s gone you picked me up for a long drive
We take the tourist route the nights are light until midnight
We took the evening ferry over to the peninsula
We found the avenue of trees went up to the hill
That crazy avenue of trees, I’m living there still

There’s something in my eye a little midge so beguiling
Sacrificed his life to bring us both eye to eye
I heard the Eskimos remove obstructions with tongues, dear
You missed my eye, I wonder why, I didn’t complain
You missed my eye, I wonder why, please do it again

The lovin is a mess what happened to all of the feeling?
I thought it was for real; babies, rings and fools kneeling
And words of pledging trust and lifetimes stretching forever
So what went wrong? It was a lie, it crumbled apart
Ghost figures of past, present, future haunting the heart

C'est Belle and Sebastian."another sunny day"

du coup, je suis obligée d'enchainer là-dessus:
attention, je vx l'original!

I can [Am] settle dow-own and be doin' just fine
Til I [E7] hear an old train rollin' down the [Am] line
Then I hurry strai-aight home and pack
And if I [E7] didn't go, I believe I'd blow my [Am] stack
I love you ba-aby, but you gotta understand
When the [E7] Lord made me
He made a Ramblin' [Am] Man.

Some folks might sa-ay that I'm no good
That I wouldn't settle down if I could
But when that open ro-oad starts to callin' me
There's somethin' o'er the hill that I gotta see
Sometimes it's har-rd but you gotta understand
When the Lord made me, He made a Ra-amblin' Man.

I love to see the tow-owns a-passin' by
And to ride these rails 'neath God's blue sky
Let me travel this la-and from the mountains to the sea
'Cause that's the life I believe He meant for me
And when I'm go-one and at my grave you stand
Just say God called home your Ra-amblin' Man.

J'aurais tendance à dire que c'est du Hank Williams, non (Amblin' man)?

yep!
avec la belle reprise de Cambell/Lanegan!

à toi Bert'!

Yes!! Ca faisait lgtps que j'étais pas passé par ici!!

Suite (admirez la profondeur du texte, qui en dit long sur son auteur):

If I were to say that now I have everything
And I want you to stay no matter what tomorrow brings
Would it make you feel something so real

Like even speaking your mind
Whisper your wildest dreams
Girl it’s alright by me

Once there was a king who lived in a foreign land
Had riches and gold, the envy of every man
But he somehow missed out on what I have now

Cuz if I dream in this world
You’re all that I’ll ever need
Girl it’s alright by me

This is the kind of thing
One might see in a movie
This is the kind of thing
That inspires one’s greatest poetry
Out of a million chances who would have thought
I’d be this kind of lucky one
Girl it’s alright
Girl it’s alright by me

Girl, if I should die and have to go away
I know I’ll be back to see you another day
Cuz this love that we have is one that will last

So let the mountains all cry
Let the sky falling down
We can’t live in the past and the future won’t last

But if I live for today it won’t go away
So please
Know it’s alright,Girl it’s alright by me....

Un indice : chanteur n'est pas son "vrai" métier". Il a de très nombreux adeptes ici, en plus.

un acteur ?

Steven Seagal ?
William Shatner ?

Voila

C'est bien le premier cité!

de suite c'est plus simple Girls it's alright de steven Seagal il devait pas passer en concert sur Paris ce mois ci ?

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Ain't no need to worry
Ain't no use to cry
'Cause I'll be comin' home soon
To keep you satisfied
You know I get so lonely
That I feel I can't go on
And it feels so good inside, baby
Just to call you on the telephone
I said...


Oh baby, I love you
What more can I say
Oh baby, I need you
I miss you more everyday

I woke up early this morning
And sun came shining down
And it found me wishin' and hopin'
Mama, you could be around
Well ,you know that I need you
More than the air that I breathe
And I guess I'm just trying to tell you woman
Oh, what you mean to me


Oh baby, I love you
What more can I say
Oh baby, I need you
I miss you more everyday

I try to tell you I love you
In each and every way
I'm trying to tell you I need you
Much more than a piece of leg


Oh baby, I love you
What more can I say
Oh baby, I need you
I miss you more everyday

Oh baby, I love you
What more can I say
Oh baby I need your sweet lovin
I miss you more every day

Lynyrd Skynyrd - I need you

Listen up everybody,
Let me get inside your mind,
You don't need marijuana,
To have a good time,
(No...)
You don't need ecstasy or booze,
Nothing like that,
All you need, all you need, all you need,
All you need, is a little bit of CRACK!

Everybody, is on crack!
(I love crack!)
You on crack! You on crack!
Everybody's loves crack!
Everybody - it's a matter of fact,
Your momma's on crack,
Your daddy's on crack,
(Oh, I love that crickity crack!)

(Love the crack!)

Everyone around the world,
Is your sister and your brother,
So let's all join hands,
And try to love one another,
You could make the world a better place,
We could get things back on track,
All we need is a little love,
And a WHOLE LOT OF CRACK!

(Mah crikity ba-bo-bickity crack!
Mah yummy yummy yum)

I got so much crack in my bones,
That my friends just call me Crack,
When I'm walking down the street they go "Hey Crack",
And I go "Hey Steve, what's goin' on?"
I got it in my heart,
And I got it in my socks,
When my woman and me are fighting,
I just give her a couple of rocks!

Everybody, is on crack!
(I love crack!)
You on crack! You on crack!
Everybody loves crack!
(Everybody's on)
Everybody - it's a matter of fact,
Your momma's on crack,
Your daddy's on crack,
That's why I love that crikity crikity crack crack crikity, bom-bom-ba-dickity love that crikity crack! It's a fact you gotta watch my back because I'm doin some... CRACK! I'm like Lojack, comin back for the crack. You know what I'm sayin? It's like, it's like, as a matter of fact I'm stacked to the back with the crack, you know what I'm sayin?

Are you feeling lonely...?
CRACK!
Are you feeling scared, and depressed...?
CRACK!
Don't feel like dancin...?
CRACK!
What you need is what I love and what I love is what you need it's CRACK!

What you need is what I need and what I need right now is a little bit of crack!

je ne sais pas ce que c'est, mais c'est énorme

indices Fraggle ?

Fuck, j'ai encore laissé pourrir le jeu!

bon, un (énoooorme) indice, ce sont les mêmes qui ont fait:

HEY!

what makes a man, is it the power in his hands?
is it his quest for glory?
Give it all you've got, to fight to the top.
so we can know your story.

now you're a man, a man, man, man.
now you're a man, a manly, manly man.
a man, man, man.
you are now a man, you're a man.
now you're a man.

LIVE IT, LIVE IT!

what makes a man, is it the woman in his arms?
just cause she has big titties?
or is it the way, he fights every day?
No, it's probably the titties.

now you're a man, a man, man, man.
now you're a ma-man, a ma-ma-ma-ma-man
now you're a man, M-A-N man, man.
man, man, maan.
now you're a man.

DVDA, le groupe de Parker et Stone, et la chanson c'est "Crack" (avec l'indice ça va de suite plus vite ^^)

Une facile, à priori:

Razors edge
Outlines the dead
Incisions in my head
Anticipation the stimulation
To kill the exhilaration

Close your eyes
Look deep in your soul
Step outside yourself
And let your mind go
Frozen eyes stare deep in your mind as you die

Close your eyes
And forget your name
Step outside yourself
And let your throughts drain
As you go insane... go insane

Innate seed
To watch you bleed
A demanding physical need
Desecrated eviscerated
Time perpetuated

Close your eyes
Look deep in your soul
Step outside yourself
And let your mind go
Frozen eyes stare deep in your mind as you die

Close your eyes
And forget your name
Step outside yourself
And let your throughts drain
As you go insane... go insane

Inert flesh
A bloody tomb
A decorated splatter brightens the room
An execution a sadist ritual
Mad intervals of mind residuals

Close your eyes
Look deep in your soul
Step outside yourself
And let your mind go
Frozen eyes stare deep in your mind as you die

Close your eyes
And forget your name
Step outside yourself
And let your throughts drain
As you go insane... go insane

Slayer - Season in the abyss

Slayer - Season in the abyss

Voila

Edit: Zut, grillé !^^

Go Frag'!

Yesterday, as I went out of the house
I saw a body lying down quiet as a mouse
Lying face down in the sewer
I got up closer and realized that I knew her
All her organs coming from her inside
Slashed up skin sliced up hide
Turned her over and saw the tire tracks on her head
That's when I realized she was dead
I saw your mommy and your mommy's dead
I saw your mommy and your mommy's dead

Twisted body chopped off feet
Her body was minced meat
Bugs crawling on her arms
She's dead, can't do no harm
Gnarled up legs, broken and bent
Her last breath has been spent

I saw your mommy and your mommy's dead
I watched her as she bled
Chewed off toes on her chopped off feet
I took a picture cause I thought it was neat
But the thing I like seeing the best
Was the rodents using her hair as a nest
I saw your mommy and your mommy's dead
I saw your mommy and your mommy's dead

I saw your mommy nnd your mommy's dead
I saw her lying in a pool of red
I think it's the greatest thing I'll ever see
Your dead mommy lying in front of me
I'll always remember her lying dead on the floor
I hope she dies twenty times more
I saw your mommy and your mommy is dead
I saw your mommy and your mommy is dead

Suicidal Tendencies, I Saw Your Mommy.

voooooui

(yeah, un putsch!)

Le putsch continue avec...

[Brujo:] ¿Cuánto quiere ese coyote?
[Mexicano:] Diez mil pesos
[B:] Pa todos
[M:] No, Jefe, Pa cada uno
[B:] Pinché coyote ladrón, hay que joder al güey

Coyotes rateros, te chingan la feria
Siguen al brujo te llevo pa' gratis
Trae tu abuela tu tia Elena

Pinches polleros q' viven pa' feria
Te Cobran tu sueldo y largan tu abuela
Pinche Migra Te esta esperando
Te devuelven despues de una paliza

La migra hayo a tu abuela en el desierto
La Mandaron a Tijuana Pegada con palos
El Brujo tiene contrabando del bueno
Numero de Seguro y cartas verdes

la migra la migra
te pegan bien duro
La migra la migra
te pican el culo

La misma migra te pasa por lana
Mordidas de feria te compran todo
Siguen al brujo te llevo pa' el norte
Cuidado con ese alambre cortado
Ay cabron ahi viene la troca
Pa'tras pinches pollos ahi viene la migra
Carga a tu abuela corrale tia
ya aplastaron el lelo

La migra la migra
te chingan los pollos
La migra la migra te coje en el hoyo
La migra, la migra, la migra, la migra !!!

Brujeria - La Migra

Ouais !

(c'est plus un putsch, c'est une revolucion !)

Viva la revolucion !

The forest has trees;
The mountain has snow on its peak.
And the earth has secrets the ocean helps keep.
Like a language everyone knows how to speak
But forgets each morning when waking from sleep.

There once was a city that was made of steel.
All the buildings were shiny and clean.
The people wore the same clothes and ate all the same meals,
And knew black and white and little in between.

There was once a city that was made glass.
All the buildings you could see right through.
Each and every person had opinions and ideas,
And each and every one of them was true.

There was once a city made of plastic.
All the buildings were flimsy and cheap.
The smoke from a fire there made everybody sick,
So they all left town with the few things they could keep.

There was a city made of marble.
All the buildings were beautiful and cold.
The people had solutions for anything that failed,
So they spent their lives being helpful and alone.

The forest has trees;
The mountain has snow on its peak.
And the earth has secrets the ocean helps keep,
Like a language everyone knows how to speak
But forgets each moment when waking from sleep.

There was once a city that was made of stone.
All the buildings were smooth and gray.
The people living there all felt drab and cold
Even on a pretty, warm spring day.

There was once a city that was made of wood.
All the buildings were sensible and sound.
Everyone there did what they wanted while they knew they could.
Because one day a storm would knock their buildings down.

The forest has trees;
The mountain has snow on its peak.
And the earth has secrets the ocean helps keep,
Like a language everyone knows how to speak
But forgets each morning when waking from sleep.

Supersystem - Six cities

Hasta siempre los zapatistos !!!
AY !!!!

Snorting the stench of latent effluvium
And maturing damp fumes
This foul menage forces tears to your eyes
As the corpse's gas are exhumed....
Intoxicated by foul body odours
And the nauseating tepid whiff
Pinching your nostrils as you irrigate flatus
From the emaciated stiff...

Volatile entrails fume and steam
As they're meticulously hacked during discission
Evaporating sludge and bubbling pus -
A rotten gaseous expiration...

Maturating corpse, the stale smell of decay and rot
- A sickening asphyxiation
Gross remains gush, innards turn to sludge
- With partial liquefaction...

Smell the rot...
Of the corrupted corpse....
Hallucinogenic trip...

Tissue gases leak - a warm, unpleasant reek
A quite macabre addiction
Deteriorated, bloated corpse - decomposure burning hot
Sniff the smell of carrion...

Inhaling the dank smells
As you gouge out the dripping innards with glee
Succumbling to a translucid state
As you sniff the aroma of necropsy...
Bacterial decomposition
The aroma of fungal/larval infestation
Consuming, ripening slime
As the cadaver is slowly wasting...

Your sore sinews rot, blood curdling coughs
As acrid foetor corrodes your lungs
Body orifices clenched in your teeth
As you frenziedly try to insert the bungs...

Swollen, ripened corpse, the stench of crusting clots
- The smell of stale perspiration
Administering watery gore, you're screaming out for more
- Addicted to putrefaction....

Snort the corpse...
Get high on the rot...
Orgasmic rush...
Turns your brains to pus...

Comme c'est mimi !

Voila

(ha ha!)

Sinon ça doit être Carcass et vu que y a Reek dedans je vais dire Reek of putrefaction

Exactement

La prise de pouvoir continue !

Voila

Yeeeeeeeeeah, death to false pop anglaise !!!

She’s a domestic violence survivor a regular hospital patient
He swears that it was an accident, she claims it was blatant
Those who think that they know him will of course have their doubts
And the ones who believe her will quickly point out
That it’s happened so many times and he hasn’t changed yet
If she doesn’t just leave him she deserves what she gets
She’ll get no support from those who don’t understand
Why she would stay with such an abusive man
Why doesn’t she leave?
Why does she stay in an abusive situation, where he’s made her his prisoner
And the acts of violence get worse every day?
Many women lose their support systems
Once the batterer has isolated her and no one will listen
To her plea for help, her cries of despair
And when the incident is over he always swears
That he knows there’s a problem and he’s going to get help
Not for her but for himself
Shifting the focus to his pain and away from hers
Convincing her that it’s not just his problem but both of theirs
So he needs her support and for her to remain
Because he really is trying and he’s going to change
So she remains in an abusive situation
And lives with fear and intimidation
And the familiar words of regret and repeated apologies
The psychological battering and sexual abuse
And the promise of reprisal if she ever leaves
Each day there’s a new bruise that she manages to hide
Sometimes it’s denial and sometimes it’s pride
She really doesn’t want to live life this way
But there are countless reasons why she might stay
Maybe it’s low self-esteem
No self-respect
Maybe it’s her children that she’s trying to protect
Maybe it’s financial security, having a home
Having to make it out on her own
Maybe she sees it as normal from her childhood abuse
Maybe she’s tired of fighting so what’s the use
Maybe the police who were called doubted her statement
Or maybe she loves him and is trying to be patient
He’ll never run out of excuses for his continued assault
He’ll rationalize his abuse and how it’s really her fault
If she’d only obey him and be a better wife
If he didn’t have all of these pressures in his job or his life
It’s not because stress has taken its toll
But because he’s seeking obedience, dominance and power
And he knows that his abuse gets him control
And if it gets him what he wants then he’ll do it again
The single greatest cause of injury to women is by abusive men
Thousands of women are murdered by their partners every year
Is it so hard to understand why she stays and lives in fear?

[ouais ! mort aux Beatles aussi ! (enfin, à ce qu'il en reste)]

Behind Enemy Lines, "Why does she stay?"

[topic pris en otage]

Je me permets d'enchaîner sans attendre la confirmation de l'exactitude de ma réponse (je pense que Fraggle n'y verra pas d'inconvénient) :

The clowns are now the ringmasters backed with the arsenal of the economy.
Our ears are plugged when we speak the tongue of reality. Failure to accept the truths, we speak of peace but push civilization to the edge.
We can't build harmony on apathy and can't live on dreams alone.
I pledge allegiance to the symbol of power and greed.
It stands for a false republic under the guidance of a question mark god.
Raping some, stealing from others.
Fighting to scale the class ladder that splinters so many hands.
Uncivilized.
I'd rather close my eyes.

Je veux pas bloquer le jeux donc je balance le mp3 :

The end of civilisation as we know it.

Réponse : Assück avec le titre Civilization Comes, Civilization Goes

Pour la peine, je relance dans quelques instants avec un truc facile.

THIS FUCKING CITY
IS RUN BY PIGS
THEY TAKE THE RIGHTS AWAY
FROM ALL THE KIDS

UNDERSTAND
WE'RE FIGHTING A WAR WE CAN'T WIN
THEY HATE US-WE HATE THEM
WE CAN'T WIN-NO WAY

WALK DOWN THE STREET
I FLIP THEM OFF
THEY HIT ME ACROSS THE HEAD
WITH A BILLY CLUB

UNDERSTAND
WE'RE FIGHTING A WAR
WE CAN'T WIN
THEY HATE US-WE HATE THEM
WE CAN'T WIN-NO WAY

NOTHING I DO, NOTHING I SAY
I TELL THEM TO GO GET FUCKED
THEY PUT ME AWAY

UNDERSTAND
WE'RE FIGHTING A WAR
WE CAN'T WIN
THEY HATE US-WE HATE THEM
WE CAN'T WIN-NO WAY

I GO TO COURT,
FOR MY CRIME,
STAND IN LINE PAY BAIL,
I MAY SERVE TIME
UNDERSTAND
WE'RE FIGHTING A WAR
WE CAN'T WIN
THEY HATE US-WE HATE THEM
WE CAN'T WIN-NO WAY

(pas trop dur je pense)

Y'a un sévère lien de parenté entre le morceau que je propose et le Bad Boys 2 de Michael Bay.

Petit extrait sonore.

Black Flag - Police Story


If there was a single day I could live... a single breath I could take
I'd trade all the others away.
The blood's on the wall, so you'd might as well just admit it
And bleach out the stains, commit to forgetting it.
You're better off empty and blank, than left with a single pathetic trace of this
Smother another failure, lay this to rest.
Console yourself, you're better alone
Destroy yourself, see who gives a fuck
Absorb yourself, you're better alone
Destroy yourself.
I'll chain you to the truth, for the truth shall set you free
I'll turn the screws of vengeance and bury you with honesty
I'll make all your dreams come to life, then slay them as quickly as they came
Smother another failure, lay this to rest.
Console yourself, you're better alone
Destroy yourself, see who gives a fuck
Absorb yourself, you're better alone
Destroy yourself, see who gives a fuck.
Failure.
If there was a day I could live, if there was a single breath I could take
I'd trade all the others away.

Lamb of god - Laid to rest

Ca devrait pas être trop dur:

Revenge
I'm screaming revenge again
Wrong
I've been wrong for far too long
Been constantly so frustrated,
I've moved mountains with less
When I channel my hate to productive,
I don't find it hard to impress

Bones
In traction, hands break to hone raw energy
Bold, and disastrous
My ears can't hear what you say to me

Hold your mouth for the war
Use it for what it's for
Speak the truth about me
Determined.

Possessed
I feel a conquering will down inside me
Strength
The strength of many to crush who might stop me
My strength is in number,
And my soul lies in every one.
The releasing of anger
Can better any medicine under the sun

There comes a time within everyone
To close your eyes to see what's real
No comprehension to fail
I vacuum the wind for my sail
Can't be the rest, let others waste my time
Only success is the bottom line
Like a knife into flesh
After life is to death
Pulling and punching the rest of duration
NO ONE can piss on this determination


Voila

Pantera - Mouth for war

Inpending doom, assassinate
Aggressive drive explodes
Uncontrollable resistance
Parallised dismay
Agenda carried all around
The world is in a shock
terroristic action brutal
Sacrifice and loss

Bombthreat - final warning
No statistic prediction saw it coming
Hateful dedication
Defecate your force and
Dehumanization
Panic hits the nation

People keep fighting back
Pushed to the limits in pain
Ready for anything
Now or never laws made to break
People keep fighting back
Movement united by hate
Torether break down the walls
Terrorists blood marks their way
Panic hits the nation

A wave of fear, a psychic shock
Radical impact of the blast
Frightening mayhem, terror, doom
There is nothing you can do
Extremists on a mission
A reawoken scorn
Of a lost civilisation
Against the systems loss of its position

Kreator, Bomb Threat (old fuckin' school thrashmetal !)



Early man walked away as modern man took control.
Their minds weren't all the same,
To conquer was his goal,
So he built his great empire,
And HE slaughtered his own kind,
Then he died a confused man,
Killed himself with his own mind.
go!
we're ****** *** from *** ******* !

We're Only Gonna Die - Bad Religion (à moins qu'il ne s'agisse de la reprise de Sublime ou de celle de Biohazard...)

What is a man that stays true to the game
But has to cheat a little to get by
Well that is a person that I know to well
Don't want to know, but I don't have to ask why
Everyone like a loaded gun
You want some shit, I'll fuckin' pound you, son
Don't need a reason, pain I'm feelin'
I gotta vent or else I blow inside
Pre-chorus:
Introspection, termination
Can't tell right from wrong
Fed up with this whole system
It's gone on far too long
Chorus:
You tell a thousand lies, been told a thousand times
Your words we hear, but we cannot sympathize
Thousand lies been told a thousand times
Hard as nails, the power to survive
What is a man that stays true to the game
But can't believe some of the things he sees
Anger's a gift and I won't be kept down
In poverty there is no democracy
Used needle and a crack vile
A broken bottle and a bullet shell
This urban life is so volatile
An inner city or a concrete hell
Pre-chorus
Chorus
What is a man don't stay true to the game
Don't care for no one, only cares for his greed
He's playin' God killin' thousands of people
'Cause the power is the fix that he needs
Racist goal of the white devil
I watched our souls burnin' over oil
A politician got no feelin'
It makes my motherfuckin' cold blood boil

A thousand lies de Machine Head

next

Original Pirate Material
Yer listening to the streets
Lock down your aerial
Make yerself at home
We got diesel or some of that homegrown
Sit back in yer throne, turn off yer phone
Cos this is our zone
Videos, televisions, 64's Playstations
We're paring with precision
Few herbs and a bit of Benson
But don't forger the Rizla,
Lean like the Tower of Pisa
Liza, I'll raise yer,
And this is the day in the life of a Geezer
For this ain't a club track
Pull out yer sack and sit back
Whether you white or black
Smoke weed, chase brown
Or toot rock
We're on a mission, support the cause
Sign a petition, summon all your wisdom
The Music's a gift from the Man on high
The Lord and his children
Triple teenyear rudeboys
Come rain or snow the boodah flows
You don't know?
Stand on the corner watch the show
Cos life moves slow
Sort yer shit out then roll
Sex, Drugs 'n' On The Dole
Some men rise, some men fall
I hear ya call, stand tall now
Has it come to this?
Original Pirate Material
Your listening to the streets
Lock down your aerial
I'm just spitting, think I'm ghetto?
Stop dreaming, my data's streaming
I'm giving your bird them feelings
Touch yer toes and touch the ceiling
We walk the tightrope of street cred
Keep my dogs fed, all jungle all garage heads
Gold teeth, valentinos and dreads
Now, we were verbally slapped up
Physically tip-top, spinally ripped up
I do the science on my laptop, get my boys mashed up
Your listening to The Streets
You'll bear witness to some amazing feats
Bravery in the face of defeat
All line up and grab yer seat
Cos Tony's got a new motor
SR Nova driving like a joyrider
Speeding to the corner
Yer mother warned yer to sound system banger
Has it come to this?
Original Pirate Material
Your listening to The Streets
Lock down your aerial
My underground train runs from Mile End to Ealing
From Brixton to Boundsgreen
My spitting's dirty my beats are clean
So smoke weed and be lean
I step out my yard through the streets
In the dead heat all I got's my spirit and my beats
I play fair don't cheat
And keep the gangsters sweet
Turn the page, don't rip it out at yer age
Move to the next stage
Lock the rage inside the cage,
Like SK it's New Day
But don't take the shortcut through the subway
It's pay or play, these geezers walk the gangway
Deep seated urban decay, deep seated urban decay,
Rip down posters alight
From last weeks big Garage night
And the next Tyson fight
I cook em at 90 degrees farenheit
And don't copy the copyright
I got em in my sites, blinding with the lights
Taken to dizzy new heights
Blinding with the lights, blinding with the lights
Dizzy new heights
Has It come to this?
Original Pirate Material
Your listening to The Streets
Lock down your aerial.

(l'interim an'aura pas duré longtemps)
The streets-Has It come to this
trop facile, t'as fait exprés prof ?



n a garden in the house of love, sitting lonely on a plastic chair
The sun is cruel when he hides away, I need a sister - I'll just stay
A little girl, a little guy - in a little church or in a school
Little Jesus are you watching me, I'm so young - just eighteen
She, she, she, she ...
In a garden in a house of love, there's nothing real just a coat of arms
I'm not the pleasure that I used to be - so young - just eighteen
She, she, she, she....
I don't know why I dream this way
The sky is purple and things are right every day
I don't know, it's just this world's so far away
But I won't fight, and I won't hate
Well not today
In a garden in the house of love
Sitting lonely on a plastic chair
The sun is cruel when he hides away
...
....and on...and on...
...

Shine on de House of love facile aussi pour moi ça Dam

next titre masqué

I was born in the desert
I been down for years
Jesus, come closer
I think my time is near

And I've traveled over
Dry earth and floods
Hell and high water
To bring you my love

Climbed over mountains
Travelled the sea
Cast down off heaven
Cast down on my knees
I've laid with the devil
Cursed god above
Forsaken heaven
To bring you my love

....
...
...


I know he's gonna be here
He know he's gonna be here
Yeah alright

Forsaken heaven
Cursed god above
Lay with the devil
Bring you my love

...
...
...

PJ Harvey: to bring you my love

next:

go progress chrome
they paint the moon today
some brand new future color
go progress chrome
i aim to shoot the scafoolds
i like it how its always been
go progress chrome
nocturnal glare confusion
the night owl and i will hunt the contractor
go progress chrome
i wont be at your unveiling
i like it how its always been
how its always been

Go progress chrome de Grandaddy

next


I got a gnome in the backyard
I put him right on the X mark
he’s supposed to show me where the money is
hey wont you show me where the money is
I got it all on the back of my hand
I want your answer so I won't forget
then show me right where your heart is
oh right now tell me where your heart is

Oh Mandy, Oh Mandy
Oh Mandy, Oh Mandy
So Dreamy, Oh Mandy
So Killing, Oh Mandy

Sure I had trouble from the onset
I tried to chase things I couldn't get
Show me a rerun on the W
Show me a rerun on the WB
So What's it like to be in it
and move away to the Midwest
I gotta message for your auntie
I gotta message for your auntie

Oh Mandy, Oh Mandy
Oh Mandy, Oh Mandy
So Dreamy, Oh Mandy
So Killing, Oh Mandy
Oh Mandy, Oh Mandy
Can read me, and has me
Oh Mandy, Oh Mandy’s
Completely out of reach

And now I know I’m at the end of my wits
don't gotta tell me where this is going
cus I know nothing ever falls apart
yeah I know nothing ever falls apart
remind me once more where this is going
before I fling it out into the ocean
it’s kind of level but its wavy
Its looking more blue than it is green
it’s looking quiet as I jump in
so I can finally hear you scream
You got a gnome in the backyard
you put him right on the X mark
you’re eating brains out the back of my head
oh yeah, that's where the money is

Oh Mandy, Oh Mandy
Oh Mandy, Oh Mandy
So Dreamy, Oh Mandy
So Killing, Oh Mandy
Oh Mandy, Oh Mandy
Can read me, and has me
Oh Mandy, Oh Mandy's
Completely out of reach

c'est noel en ce moment ?
The spinto band : Oh mandy !


Yeah this one right here goes out to all the baby's mamas,
mamas...
Mamas, mamas, baby mamas, mamas
Yeah, go like this
...
I am for real
Never meant to make your daughter cry
I apologize a trillion times
...
I am for real
Never meant to make your daughter cry
I apologize a trillion times


A baby drama mama, don't like me
She doing things like havin her boys come from her neighborhood
To the studio tryin to fight me
She need to get a, piece of the american pie and take her bite out
That's my house, I disconnect the cable and turn the lights out
And let her know her grandchild is a baby, and not a paycheck
Private schools, daycare, shit, medical bills, I'll pay that
I love your mom and everything, see I aint the one who laid down
She wanna rip you up started cussin you all, my lawyer stay down
She never got a chance to hear my side of the story we was divided
She had fifths out, cookouts, on my child's birthday I aint invited
Despite it, show her the utmost respect when I fall through
All you, do is defend that lady when I call you, yeah

CHORUS


Me and your daughter
Got a special thang goin on
You say it's puppy love
We say it's full grown
Hope that we feel this
Feel this way forever
You could plan a pretty picnic
But you can't predict the weather, ...
Ten times out of nine, now if I'm blind fine
The quickest muzzle throw it on my mouth and I'll decline
King meets queen, then the puppy love thing, together dream
Bout that crib with the goodyear swing
On the oak tree, I hope we feel like this forever
Forever, forever, ever, forever, ever?
Forever never seems that long until you're grown
And notice that the day by day rule can't be too long
Ms. Jackson my intentions were good I wish I could

Become a magician to abacadabra off to Sata
Thoughts of me, thoughts of she, thoughts of he
Askin what happened to the feelin that her and me
Had, I pray so much about it need some knee, pads
It happened for a reason one can't be, mad
So know just know that everything is cool
Yes I will be present on the first day of school, and graduation

CHORUS


Uh, uh, yeah
"Look at the way he treats me", shit, look at the way you treat me
See your lil nose ass homegirls got they ass up in the creek G
Without a pad on, you left the straddlin, ride this thing on out
And the union girl aint speakin no more cuz my dick all in her mouth
Know what I'm talkin about, jealousy, and fidelity, envy
Cheating, beating, and to the G's they be the same thing
So who you placin the blame on, you keep on singin the same song
Let bygones be bygones, you can go on and get the hell on
You and your mama

CHORUS

non mais j'avais la grosse flemme de masquer tous les Oh Mnady du morceau donc cadeau...

vu que je l'écoute en boucle, j'aurais pas eu de mal non plus.