Κιεγαμώ τους Stixoi.

The lunatic is on the grass
The lunatic is on the grass
Remembering games and daisy chains and laughs
Got to keep the loonies on the path

The lunatic is in the hall
The lunatics are in my hall
The paper holds their folded faces to the floor
And every day the paper boy brings more

And if the dam breaks open many years too soon
And if there is no room upon the hill
And if your head explodes with dark forbodings too
I'll see you on the dark side of the moon

The lunatic is in my head
The lunatic is in my head
You raise the blade, you make the change
You re-arrange me 'till I'm sane

You lock the door
And throw away the key
There's someone in my head but it's not me.

And if the cloud bursts, thunder in your ear
You shout and no one seems to hear
And if the band you're in starts playing different tunes
I'll see you on the dark side of the moon

one of these days i'm gonna cut you in little pieces.

Everybody in his or her own life needs a hobby,
Fills the voids that working late create
Everybody in his or her own life needs a hobby,
Fills the voids that working late create

We can win
We can win
We can win
We can win
Can you hear us?
Can you hear us?
Can you hear us?
Can you hear us?
We've got our fingers on the pulse of America
We cross our hair in the town of America
Come in search for

Not too political enough to discover
Wake up
Wake up
You're a person on fire!
Not too political enough to discover
Wait
Wait
Wait
Wait
Wake up
Wake up
Wake up
Wake up
You're a person on fire!)
Wake up
Wake up
Wake up
Wake up

At the paths we cross is the curse you speak
It all starts with a gunshot blowing up the streets
From the paths we cross is the curse you speak
It all starts with a gunshot blowing up the streets

Can you hear us? Not too political enough to discover
Can you hear us? Not too political enough to discover

Wake up
You're a person on fire
You're a person on fire
We've got our finger on the pulse of America

Eσυ, ελληναρά αρχαιολάγνε κι εσύ παρακρατικέ ακρίτα,
εσύ τεχνοκράτη πρώην επαναστάτη βομβιστή,
δειλέ εξουσιαστή.
Εσύ, ορθόδοξε μαρξιστή, νεοεθνικοκομμουνιστή
Εσύ φοβισμένε, εσύ
που με ψήνεις τόσα χρόνια να περάσουμε βέρα,
κάτσε και λιώσε εδώ πέρα.
Εγώ θα παω να δω την πρεμιέρα
κι ας πεθάνω την επόμενη μέρα.

Χωρίς βεβαρημένο παρελθόν και φρόνημα εθνικόν
με το μέρος κι όχι το βάρος των νεκρών,
χωρίς σάπια ιδεολογία και κατάνυξη αγία,
χωρίς στεφάνι σ' ανδριάντα και παρέλαση σε αργία.
Κρατάω τα μάτια ανοιχτά κι αν αυτό σε τρομάζει,
πες μου για αυτό τον κόσμο που όπως λες δεν αλλάζει.
Κάντο μου σήριαλ, διαφήμιση και ειδήσεις,
με το μεγάλο αδερφό σ' ένα μπουρδέλο να με κλείσεις.
Να με ποτίσεις με ψέμα απ' του σχολειού την έδρα,
να με χτυπήσεις στη σκηνή πισώπλατα με πέτρα.
Φοβισμένε πάρε το σταυρό σου και τράβα,
σ' όσους φωνάζουν, τάξε κόλαση και λαβα.
Φοράω μαύρα, πενθώ τα παιδιά σου και σένα,
έφτιαξα τάφο αλλού απ' τη ντροπή, άσε με μένα.
Χρωστάω μόνο τη συγγνώμη μου σ' αυτούς που χαθήκαν
και σε ψυχές που πριν από λίγο γεννηθήκαν.
Καταλαγιάζω, μα πιο πολύ με τρομάζω,
με τη παράδοση σε βρώμικα νερά λιμνάζω.
Γι' αυτό φωνάζω, είναι σα θάνατος αργός
κι ο λαός είναι ηθικός αυτουργός.
Την ουρά σου μη τη βγάζεις κι εσύ απ' έξω,
μ' αυτό το δαίμονα έχω ζήσει καιρό πριν να διαλέξω
μια πανέμορφη τρέλα και ένα αύριο άλλο
με τα στοιχειά κι όλο το σύμπαν να τα βάλω.
Νερό να πιούμε από την ίδια την πηγή,
να ξαπλώσουμε, να συνεννοηθούμε με τη γη.
Ελεύθερα ν' αφήσουμε όλα τα ζώα
και να δακρύσουμε μπροστά σε μάτια αθώα,
κι αν ο αλήτης σου φαίνεται πως έγινε μελό,
βάλ' το όπως θες μες στο μυαλό σου το θόλο, είναι απλό.
Λέω να μη χάσω τη μόνη με ουσία μέρα,
από νωρίς θα παω να δω την πρεμιέρα.

Εγώ θα παω να δω την πρεμιέρα
κι εσύ κάτσε και λιώσε εδώ πέρα.
Εγώ θα παω να δω την πρεμιέρα
κι ας πεθάνω την επόμενη μέρα.

τι είναι αυτό;

Πρεμιερα - activemember.

Conception - Reach Out

I am a god
I live tomorrow here today (I am far too young to worry)
just open wide I see right through you anyway (it's so easy to be free)
reach out
reach out
you'll live forever
reach out
reach out
and I'll stand by
when the water pulls you down
when you stop to wonder why
never hesitate
just reach out for me when you're at the lost and found
when you need a glimpse of light in the lack of faith
just reach out for me
I am a god
but I don't wanna see you pray (life is too short for reproaches)
just break the bond and you will find we are the same (it's so easy to be me)
you must find strength you know I'm here for you
reach out
reach out
it's now or never
reach out
reach out
and cross that line

Day end of day
Each hanging spiral
Where is the shore
From this clear blue silence
Up to the heavens that you daydream
Remembering the sun and the deep green ivy
I know that sleep walking too
In trying to be free
Of all this damage in my eyes
Making confusion in my mind
When I hear a resurrection song
Night lays me down when I'm fading
When I can't go home because they hate me
To sing that resurrection song
Day end of day
Each hanging spiral
What do you make
Of this clear blue silence
Now that the engine driver
Has grown to be a deep sea diver
And the street has got no end
Better keep your heart strong little friend
Thought I heard a resurrection song
Thought I heard a resurrection song

Final Step

Abused, confused
Fought the blues, no shoes
Still I walk

No place, no face
Broken grin, hollow within
Still I walk

Abandoned my friend
Lost hold pot of gold
Left out cold

Compromise to mend
My demise, my end
Despised again

Standing on the edge of time
Looking down I realize
I am here one final footstep forward

Again seemed right
Follow the light it dimmed
No surprise

Somehow tricked perfect fit
Alibi, two-faced lie
No surprise

By the heels
Suddenly I'm pinned
Forced to kneel choked to heal

Failure failed
This rhyme picked my mind
Out of time

Standing on the edge of time
Looking down I realize
I am here one final footstep forward
End of my speech now is clear
What it is I'm doing here
I am here one final footstep forward

Abused, confused
Fought the blues, no shoes
Still I walk

No place, no face
Broken grin, hollow within
Still I walk

Abandoned my friend
Lost hold pot of gold
Left out cold

Detached, fucking wacked
Needle in, story ends
All depends

Standing on the edge of time
Looking down I realize
I am here one final footstep forward
End of my speech now is clear
What it is I'm doing here
Now I'm here one final footstep forward

Standing on the edge of time
Looking down I realize
I am here one final footstep forward

Standing on the edge of time
Standing on the edge of time
Standing on the edge of time

Still I Walk re mounia!!!!!!

Swstotatos o JDM!Kerdises mia 8esh sto Radar (tou metal.e.)

Ground control to major tom
Ground control to major tom
Take your protein pills and put your helmet on

Ground control to major tom
Commencing countdown, engines on
Check ignition and may god’s love be with you

Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five,
Four, three, two, one, liftoff

This is ground control to major tom
You’ve really made the grade
And the papers want to know whose shirts you wear
Now it’s time to leave the capsule if you dare

This is major tom to ground control
I’m stepping through the door
And I’m floating in a most peculiar way
And the stars look very different today

For here
Am I sitting in a tin can
Far above the world
Planet earth is blue
And there’s nothing I can do

Though I’m past one hundred thousand miles
I’m feeling very still
And I think my spaceship knows which way to go
Tell me wife I love her very much she knows

Ground control to major tom
Your circuit’s dead, there’s something wrong
Can you hear me, major tom?
Can you hear me, major tom?
Can you hear me, major tom?
Can you....

Here am I floating round my tin can
Far above the moon
Planet earth is blue
And there’s nothing I can do.

Είδα τα προβλήματα και την ασχήμια αυτού του κόσμου
Είδα την απόσταση που χωρίζει την αρετή απο την αμαρτία
Είχα την υπόσχεση και τις εξομολογήσεις για μια πίστη αληθινή
Και την υποκρισία που πάντα βρίσκεται εκεί
Και όλα αυτά τα άφησαν για σένα
Όλα αυτά είναι για σένα
Είδα τα προϊόντα και όλο τον υπόλοιπο κόσμο της σπατάλης
Είδα το χρώμα της διαφθοράς που ρίζωσε για τα καλά
Τους είδα να χάνουν την αξιοπρέπεια και το γούστο τους
Να βλέπουν τα πράγματα μαύρα και άσπρα και πάλι μαύρα
Και όλα αυτά τα άφησαν για σένα
Όλα αυτά είναι για σένα
Είδα τα προβλήματα και την ασχήμια αυτού του κόσμου
Είδα αυτούς που μπορούσαν να επιτύχουν συνέχεια να αποτυγχάνουν
Είδα τι έμεινε απ' την τεχνολογία και την δουλειά
Και τους είδα καθώς πέθαιναν
Καθώς εγκατέλειπαν το πλοίο αυτό με τους τρελούς
Και όλα αυτά τα άφησαν για σένα
Όλα αυτά είναι για σένα.

I blame you for the moonlit sky
and the dream that died
with the eagle's flight
I blame you for the moonlit nights
when I wonder why
are the seas still dry?
Don't blame this sleeping satellite
Did we fly to the moon too soon?
Did we squander the chance?
In the rush of the race
in the reason we chase is lost in romance
and still we try
to justify the waste
for a taste of mans greatest adventure.
Have we got what it takes to advance?
Did we peak too soon?
If the world is so green
then why does it scream under a blue moon?
We wonder why
the earth's sacrificed
for the price of its greatest treasure
Did we fly to the moon too soon?
Did we squander the chance?
In the rush of the race
in the reason we chase is lost in romance
and still we try
to justify the waste
for a taste of mans greatest adventure.
And when we shoot for the stars
what a giant step
have we got what it takes
to carry the weight of this concept?
Or pass it by
like a shot in the dark
miss the mark with a sense of adventure
Did we fly to the moon too soon?
Did we squander the chance?
In the rush of the race
in the reason we chase is lost in romance
and still we try
to justify the waste
for a taste of mans greatest adventure.

H Tasmin archer den to leei?
Sinithws se pop hitakia den prosexw stixous alla aytoi panw einai ok.
:thumbsup:

Rush - Subdivisions

Sprawling on the fringes of the city
In geometric order
An insulated border
In between the bright lights
And the far unlit unknown

Growing up it all seems so one-sided
Opinions all provided
The future pre-decided
Detached and subdivided
In the mass production zone

Nowhere is the dreamer
Or the misfit so alone

Subdivisions ---
In the high school halls
In the shopping malls
Conform or be cast out
Subdivisions ---
In the basement bars
In the backs of cars
Be cool or be cast out
Any escape might help to smooth
The unattractive truth
But the suburbs have no charms to soothe
The restless dreams of youth

Drawn like moths we drift into the city
The timeless old attraction
Cruising for the action
Lit up like a firefly
Just to feel the living night

Some will sell their dreams for small desires
Or lose the race to rats
Get caught in ticking traps
And start to dream of somewhere
To relax their restless flight

Somewhere out of a memory
Of lighted streets on quiet nights...