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chorus: HITLER WAS A SENSITIVE MAN
HE WENT TO ART SCHOOL WHEN HE WAS YOUNGER
HE WANTED TO BE A PAINTER
HITLER WAS A VEGETARIAN
HE WAS ALSO A NON SMOKER
(chorus)
HE HIRED GAY AND HANDICAPPED OFFICERS
HE WAS CONCERNED ABOUT OVERPOPULATION
IF HITLER WAS ALIVE TODAY
HE'D LISTENED TO THE CURE, THE SMITHS, AND DEPECHE MODE
(chorus).
"Saddle Tramp"
Well you pass around the pipe and you all get high
Never even stop and wonder why
Maybe it’s because you wanna die
Maybe it’s just he the way things have to be
You stay up late and drink too damn much whiskey
You know that sort of thing is kind of risky
Maybe it’s just because you like to feel frisky
Maybe it’s just because you like to feel free
Saddle Tramp
How many people watch you ridin’ by
Like a thunder cloud that floats
Across the Arizona sky
And wonder if they’re looking
At a mighty happy man
Or just a lonely breeze that drifts
Across the endless desert sand
Well it’s gettin’ kinda cold in Readosa
Abilene ain’t gettin’ any closer
One more drink, one more hand of poker
‘Cause a fool and his money’s
Gonna have to part
You’re too proud to ever show your sorrow
You don’t steal and you won’t beg or borrow
You may be here today but you’re gone tomorrow
There ain’t no strings on your boot heels
Or your heart
Saddle Tramp
How many people watch you ride away
Wonder why you never promise
To come back some day
Maybe thinking you were holding
All the pieces in your hand
Or are they slippin’ through your fingers
Like the endless desert sand
I'm not what you think
I'm not what you think
I'm not what you think
I'm not what you think
I'm not what you think
I'm not what you think
I'm not what you think
Or am I?
Or am I what you think?
Or am I what you think?
Or am I what you think?
You could never ever know
You could never ever know
Please keep far away (Far far away)
Keep far away (Far far away)
Far away (Far far away)
Far away (Far far away)
Please keep far away (Far far away)
Keep far away (Far far away)
Far away (Far far away)
Far away (Far far away)
I won't let you walk away
Without hearing what I have to say
I won't let you walk away
Without hearing what I have to say
That place in my mind
That space that you call mine
That place in my mind
Is that space that you call mine
That place in my mind
Is that space that you call mine
(Got trapped in)
(Got trapped in)
(Got trapped in)
(Got trapped in)
So please just trust in us
Just trust in us
Trust in us
Us
So please just trust in us
Just trust in us
Trust in us
Us
(Got trapped in)
(Got trapped in)
(Got trapped in)
(Got trapped in)
Danger
Danger
Danger
We too feel alone
Danger
Danger
Danger
We too feel alone
We too feel alone
We too feel alone
We too feel alone
We too feel alone
We too feel alone
We too feel alone
We've too feel alone
We too feel alone
We too feel alone
That place in my mind
Is that space that you call mine
That place in my mind
Is that space that you call mine
Where have I been all this time?
Lost enslaved fatal decline
I've been waiting for this too unfold (Good)
My pieces are only as good as the whole
Severed myself from my own life
Cut out the only thing that was right
What If I never saw you again?
I'd die right next to you in the end
That place in my mind
Is that space that you call mine
That place in my mind
Is that space that you call mine
I won't let you walk away
Without hearing what I have to say
Without hearing what I have to say
Without hearing what I have to say
Without hearing what I have to say
Without hearing what I have to say
Danger
Danger
Danger
We too feel alone
When they kick at your front door
How are you gonna come?
With your hands on your head
Or on the trigger of your gun
When the law break in
How are you gonna go?
Shot down on the pavement
Or waiting on death row
You can crush us
You can bruise us
But you'll have to answer to
Oh, the guns of Brixton
The money feels good
And your life you like it well
But surely your time will come
As in heaven, as in hell
You see, he feels like Ivan
Born under the Brixton sun
His game is called survivin'
At the end of the harder they come
You know it means no mercy
They caught him with a gun
No need for the Black Maria
Goodbye to the Brixton sun
You can crush us
You can bruise us
Yes, even shoot us
But oh-the guns of Brixton
When they kick at your front door
How are you gonna come?
With your hands on your head
Or on the trigger of your gun
You can crush us
You can bruise us
Yes, even shoot us
But oh-the guns of Brixton
Shot down on the pavement
Waiting in death row
His game is called survivin'
As in heaven as in hell
Dead Moon - It's O.K
(chorus)
It's okay, we've all seen better days
It's okay, you don't have to run and hide away
It's okay
It's okay, yeah we love you anyway
For in those reckless moments
When doubt is creeping in your head
Feeling like you've lost your youth
And the dreams you had are cold and dead
I can't reach you anymore
That's gonna take a different man
I can't protect you like before
You've slipped beyond my hands
But it's okay.......
I wish that I could light the path
That leads to a life of no mistakes
Hold you from the damned be done
That living out of safety seems to take
I remember still the child in you
As if only yesterday
It was easy to break through
I only had to kiss the pain
But it's okay.......
This is my chance, this is my life
And my opening hour
This is my choice, this is my voice
There may be no tomorrow
This is my plea, this is my need
This is my time for standing free
This is my step, this is my depth
In a world demanding of me
But is's okay.......
τεράστιος Fred Cole
It’s close to midnight and something evil’s lurking in the dark
Under the moonlight you see a sight that almost stops your heart
You try to scream but terror takes the sound before you make it
You start to freeze as horror looks you right between the eyes,
You’re paralyzed
Chorus
’cause this is thriller, thriller night
And no one’s gonna save you from the beast about strike
You know it’s thriller, thriller night
You’re fighting for your life inside a killer, thriller tonight
2nd verse
You hear the door slam and realize there’s nowhere left to run
You feel the cold hand and wonder if you’ll ever see the sun
You close your eyes and hope that this is just imagination
But all the while you hear the creature creepin’ up behind
You’re out of time
Chorus
’cause this is thriller, thriller night
There ain’t no second chance against the thing with forty eyes
You know it’s thriller, thriller night
You’re fighting for your life inside of killer, thriller tonight
Bridge
Night creatures call
And the dead start to walk in their masquerade
There’s no escapin’ the jaws of the alien this time
(they’re open wide)
This is the end of your life
3rd verse
They’re out to get you, there’s demons closing in on every side
They will possess you unless you change the number on your dial
Now is the time for you and I to cuddle close together
All thru the night I’ll save you from the terror on the screen,
I’ll make you see
Chorus
That this is thriller, thriller night
’cause I can thrill you more than any ghost would dare to try
Girl, this is thriller, thriller night
So let me hold you tight and share a killer, diller, chiller
Thriller here tonight
(rap performed by vincent price)
Darkness falls across the land
The midnite hour is close at hand
Creatures crawl in search of blood
To terrorize y’awl’s neighbourhood
And whosoever shall be found
Without the soul for getting down
Must stand and face the hounds of hell
And rot inside a corpse’s shell
The foulest stench is in the air
The funk of forty thousand years
And grizzy ghouls from every tomb
Are closing in to seal your doom
And though you fight to stay alive
Your body starts to shiver
For no mere mortal can resist
The evil of the thriller
To xorepsa se magazi kai esteilan sfhnakia :?
False Prophets
Deep inside the house of white
Elected tools decide our plight
If we live or if we die
Controlling minds, robbing blind
Moral crimes
Beware, false prophets, beware
He'll come in the form of a reverend clown
And tell his flock to gather round
He slays with his tongue
And not a sword
A celluloid jesus, a plastic lord
For your dashboard
Beware, false prophets, beware
He wares a flag of red, white, and blue
An ancient actor with a twisted view
His final picture is final part
His slice of history the war he starts
Blown apart!
Black is the colour of my true love's hair
Her lips are like some roses fair
She's the sweetest smile and the gentlest hands.
I love the ground whereon she stands
I love my love and well she knows
I love the grass whereon she goes.
But I know the day it never will come
when she and I will be as one.
I go to the Clyde for to mourn and weep
But satisfied I never can sleep
I'll write her a letter, just a few short lines
and suffer death ten thousand times
I know my love and well she knows
I love the grass whereon she goes
If she on earth no more I see
My life will quickly fade away
wp, natos o irlandos! se poia ekdosi to akouses?Quote:
Originally Posted by Mitsmann
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:stfu:
Quote:
Originally Posted by necropethamenos
Paul Weller φιλε. Ξερει απο 4-3-3.
Last Rites
Off in the distance the church bell rings and the raven spreads his wings
Shadows of steel fall silent in the gloom one last full moon
The future is lost payment for the crime there's no way out this time
No sound from the gallows no sound from the shadows tall
Only silence till morning only silence till churchbells toll
No sound from the gallows
You feel the cold of the stone below your feet now your sorrow is complete
Have your last meal water and bread as the last rites are read
A new dawn approaches take your last breath you are one step from death
Up to the steps mobs cheer you on who will cry when you're gone
Bound hand and foot the hood is in place pray for God's holy grace
Off in the distance hear the churchbell ring now the angels will sing
ήμουν έτοιμος να εκδηλώσω τον έρωτά μου στον Πρόεδρο (τί εννοείς "Ποιος είναι ο Πρόεδρος;"...) για την εξαιρετική επιλογή τραγουδιού (όταν τα έλεγε βέβαια ο μικρός τιποτάνθρωπος πριν κάτι μήνες, προφανώς δεν ακούγαμε ε...) μέχρι που είδα ότι ανέφερε το τρισκατάρατο 4-3-3 αντί για το θεόσταλτο 4-4-2.
κάτι έσπασε μέσα μου :|
In this secret way
He knew you first
And from those lips, a seed
Your mouth dropped open
Darkness fell out
Kept close in skin
Kept close in blood
And in he was
And from those lips, a seed
This is the gift that he received
Twisted roots kept warm
Rape she was and ready for the death
:?
MIPWS LEEI "RAPED" I "RIPE"? APO PGOIOYS BTW?Quote:
Originally Posted by carlmikaze
