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ΠηΤζεη??? Στο περήφανο μαίταλ φόρουμ μας!??!?
Ρε θα σε σταυρώσουμε ρε.
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Tie yourself to me
No one else, no
You're not rid of me
You're not rid of me
Night and day I breathe
Hah hah ay hey
You're not rid of me
Yeah you're not rid of me
Yeah you're not rid of me
Yeah you're not rid of me
I beg you my darling
Don't leave me
I'm hurting
Lick my legs I'm on fire
Lick my legs of desire
I'll tie your legs
Keep you against my chest
Oh you're not rid of me
Yeah you're not rid of me
I'll make you lick my injuries
I'm gonna twist your head off, see
Till you say don't you wish you never never met her
Don't you don't you wish you never never met her
Don't you don't you wish you never never met her
Don't you don't you wish you never never met her
I beg you my darling
Don't leave me
I'm hurting
I've been lonely
Above everything
Above every day
I'm hurting
Lick my legs I'm on fire
Lick my legs of desire
Lick my legs I'm on fire
Lick my legs of desire
Yeah you're not rid of me
Yeah you're not rid of me
I'll make you lick my injuries
I'm gonna twist your head off, see
Till you say don't you wish you never never met her
Don't you don't you wish you never never met her
Don't you don't you wish you never never met her
Don't you don't you wish you never never met her
Don't you don't you wish you never never met her
(Lick my legs I'm on fire)
Don't you don't you wish you never never met her
(Lick my legs of desire)
Don't you don't you wish you never never met her
(Lick my legs I'm on fire)
Don't you don't you wish you never never met her
(Lick my legs of desire)
Don't you don't you wish you never never met her
(Lick my legs I'm on fire)
Don't you don't you wish you never never met her
(Lick my legs of desire)
Don't you don't you wish you never never met her
(Lick my legs I'm on fire)
Don't you don't you wish you never never met her
(Lick my legs of desire)
Lick my legs I'm on fire
Lick my legs of desire
Lick my legs I'm on fire
Lick my legs of desire
Είπα μήπως το περάσω απαρατήρητο. :mrgreen:
“See me –hear me – need me”
Some things will never change
“Touch me – heal me”
Mankind remains the same
Oceans, forests, nations; now everything bears our name
While Earth is bleeding nothing will remain. Nothing prevails…
We were stuck in this world of change expecting it to remain – now nothing is left unstained! No!
When there’s nothing more that we can trade, own, steal or sell…
When there’s nothing whole because we took it apart, and just left, moved on…
When there’s nothing left for us to break, use, abuse, or rape…
Then you’re free to count how much you’ve saved!
Tell me: how are we supposed to survive if we’re acting like fools all dropping dead to stay alive?
Someone tell me, please just show me – if there’s nothing to do, God we’ll turn to you, but if we’re an image of you I reckon you are just as puzzled and ugly too.
I’m sorry! For all the things we did and did not do – forgive us; the fools that rushed ahead without a clue.
I am sorry! Please forgive us for this human lack of humanity, this evolutionary travesty – this tragedy called “Man”…
ΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩ!!! Ωραίος ωραίος!!
Quote:
Originally Posted by Phantom Duck
με τη βοήθεια μιας γερής δόσης μαλακίας
It’s of utmost importance, we’re dealing with volitiale substance.
Listen to me baby.
Can you keep a secret for me?
Make sure no one finds out,
Cause then the lights will go out,
And I will find you out,
And I will cut you up.
Uh hmm, don’t ask me why,
Because, I said, I said, I said
I’m gonna do what I can, do what I can, do, do, do, do what I can.
But I’ll have none of that, you understand?
Don’t you know nothin’? you never tell on someone.
Don’t you know nothin’? you ain’t never going to tell on someone.
What you going to do?
Gonna turn, gonna turn rat fink?
What you wanna do?
Do want to see, do you wanna see what it’s like to sink?
Sink down, sink down, sink down, down, down to the bottom of the river.
Sink down, sink, sink down down.
Don’t you know no one? you never tell on someone.
Don’t you know no one? you ain’t never gonna tell on someone.
Ah, ah, oh, I tell you what it’s like, I tell you what it’s like, oh.
I stood right up in the heart of hell, I never tell. (3 times)
I stood right up in the heart of hell,
I’m never gonna tell, tell, tell, tell.
violent femmes-never tell
Afghan Whigs - miles iz ded
If i stepped it off
Walked outside your trance
Crawled inside your mind
And got my hands into your pants
Wouldn't that beat all
Wouldn't that be great
And all the things you do to me
We could exaggerate
Now everybody knows
Or everybody wants to know
The hows, the whens, the whys
Of how i said goodbye
Don't forget the alcohol
Ooh baby ooh baby
Don't forget the alcohol
Ooh baby ooh baby
Don't forget the alcohol
If i stepped it off
Walked outside your trance
Crawled inside your mind
And got my hand into your pants
Don't forget the alcohol
Ooh baby ooh baby
Don't forget the alcohol
Fuck Yourself
Lyrics by Steve Vai
Fuck yourself with a rubber hose
Stick it in your mouth and down your throat
Up your nose and in your heinie hole
I don't care where it goes
And it don't matter if you're straight or gay
You should fuck yourself anyway
Now, you don't have to listen to a word I say
But I know you, you'll be humpin' away
Fuck yourself with your neighbor's nose
If you can't use that, use a 10-foot pole
Stick it up your ass and go for a stroll
Everyone will know you've been to this show
If you can't take, eat my stool
Masturbate with some crazy glue
I don't care what you do
Fock yourself with a garden tool
Fuck yourself with politics
Ahh they're full of fuckin' fuckin' shit
I mean you know we've been lied to ever since we were born
It's amazing that we've been getting fucked that long
Fuck yourself with the world wide web
Man you could ride that sucker right from your bed
You may even meet a Tom, Dick, Jane or Billy
Then grab onto your modem and fuck yourself silly
Fuck yourself with your heart and soul
Give it everything you got, hey I'm talkin' to you
If you can't even fuck yourself,
How ya gonna fuck somebody else?
Fuck yourself with my microphone
I'll give it to you later when we're all alone
We can turn it up loud
And see if you come, but
Don't get your jizz on my microphone
Fuck yourself with organized religion
Now that is some seriously sinnin' business
If the Lord sees their pathetic crimes
He'll be fuckin' them 'til the end of time
And can someone explain to me this racist crap
I know it isn't white, but it isn't black
And to all you people who only see things your way
Well, you can suck my dick and take all day
Fuck your nose with a pound of blow
Watch your money get up and go
but when you burnt your brain and you say
I don't know!
I hate to tell you but I told you so
Fuck yourself with this grunge rock noise
I mean, stuff those albums in your groin
They come down on me because I know how to play -
Hey... fuck you!
Fuck yourself with a copy of Rolling Stone
Or are they too holy for your holiest of holes
Now those people think they're holier than Moses
But aren't they just a bunch of fuckin' posers
Fuck yourself with your mother's jewelry
I won't tell, I ain't a stooly
If you pounce hard enough you'll cough up a ruby
Your blood will be rich and so will your doodie
Fuck yourself with the latest fashion
With your spikes and your hair and those cute little buttons
And if you happen to have some leather and lace
Fuck yourself 'til you're blue in the face
Fuck yourself with your income tax
They're fucking you and that's a fact
Before you know it your money's all spent
And you've just been fucked by the government
Fuck yourself with your lawyer friend
You're the only one that's getting fucked in the end
I have been so fucked by legal bills
that my asshole is the size of Beverly Hills
Fuck yourself with your full-length sweater
With your minks and your diamonds and your Irish Setter
With your cash and your trash and your sinks and your drinks
Just fuck yourself 'til you can't even think
Those of you who enjoy this song
thank you thank you, I love you
Let's get it on
But for those of you who are totally outraged
Fuck yourself with your face
Fuck yourself with this grunge rock noise
I mean, stuff those albums in your groin
They come down on me because I know how to play -
Hey... fuck you!
ΑΗΗΑΑΗΗΑΗΑΗΑΗΑΗΑΗΑΗΑΗΑΗΑΗ
Α
ΗΑ
ΗΑΗΑΗΑ
ΑΗΑΑΗΑΗΑΗΑΗΑ
ΗΑΗΑΗΑΗΑ
ΑΗΑ
ΗΑΗ
ΑΗΑΗ
ΗΑΑΗΑΗΑΑΗ
ΑΗ
Inspiring!
The yellow raven sipped the air
Of thunder and of rain ...
The yellow raven sipped the air
Gentle eyes kissing the rain ...
Where do you go, fantastic dreambird?
Take me away to somewhere
Take me away from here!
Where do you go, fantastic dreambird?
Answer to my yearning
Take me away from here!
The firebird began to cry
When the music died away ...
The firebird began to cry
And smoke was slowly drifting by ...
Where do you go, fantastic dreambird?
Take me away to somewhere
Take me away from here!
Where do you go, fantastic dreambird?
Answer to my yearning
Take me away from here ...
The Charon ksereis polles mpales.
I’m the man in the box
Buried in my shit
Won’t you come and save me, save me
Feed my eyes, can you sew them shut?
Jesus christ, deny your maker
He who tries, will be wasted
Feed my eyes now you’ve sewn them shut
I’m the dog who gets beat
Shove my nose in shit
Won’t you come and save me, save me
Feed my eyes, can you sew them shut?
Jesus christ, deny your maker
He who tries, will be wasted
Feed my eyes now you’ve sewn them shut
Mikro, sumpuknwmeno k sas gamaei omorfa.
Kati san to Choco to Milko ena pragma :D
It’s another a wildcat strike: we
-Γειά σας, θα ήθελα 2 πίτες ντομάτα, πατάτες, γύρο και λίγη κέτσα.
-Πως είπατε;
-Λιγηκετσαγαμωτοχριστοσουκαιτηπαναγιασου!!
OAUAOUAAA!!!ARGHARGHARGH!!OUGK!OUOUOUAAAAOUAOAUAOUAOAUA!
Αυτό. Μόνο του σβήνει 184 σελίδες χωρίς να ιδρώσει.
Ανχόλι, θέλω να κάνω τα παιδιά σου.
opa filos to swsto einai -Λιγηκετσαγ'μωτο'στοσουτηπαναγιασου!!
Hold on Magnolia to that great highway moon
No one has to be that strong
But if you're stubborn like me
I know what you're trying to be
Hold on Magnolia, I hear that station bell ring
You might be holding the last light I see
Before the dark finally gets a hold of me
Hold on Magnolia, I know what a true friend you've been
In my life I have had my doubts
But tonight I think I've worked it out with all of them
Hold on Magnolia to the thunder and the rain
To the lightning that has just signed my name to the bottom line
Hold on Magnolia, I hear that lonesome whistle whine
Hold on Magnolia
I think its almost time
Well you can bump and grind
It is good for your mind
Well you can twist and shout let it all hang out
But you won't fool the children of the revolution
No you won't fool the children of the revolution, no no no
Well you can tear a plane in the falling rain
I drive a rolls royce 'cos it's good for my voice
But you won't fool the children of the revolution
No you won't fool the children of the revolution, no no no - yeah!
But you won't fool the children of the revolution
No you won't fool the children of the revolution
through the marshes
and through the flitering glades
through the corn
and through the scything fields
the summer sun
she dances and rages
the summer sun
flies burning into the light
who will die for the death of the corn?
and who shall cry at the death of the corn?
rise rise rise
the sleeping giant awakes
he circles into circling
the wild wild hunt
dawn dies at dusk
and dolly banners are raised
for the death of the corn
they're sealed and shining
with the true love knot
and who will cry for the death of the corn?
and who shall lie at the death of the corn?
rise rise rise
shifting the shapes
that bleed the mountains
you tear apart my body
though the corn king di es
he dies has died
and dying still
he shall rise again
and sink back into earth
and who shall cry at the death of the corn?
and who shall lie at the death of the corn?
rise rise rise
rise rise rise
rise rise rise
the true love knot is found at the death of the corn
the true love knot is crowned at the death of the corn
the true love knot is found at the death of the corn
the true love knot is crowned in the death of the corn
the true love knot is found in the death of the corn
and the true love knot is found in the death of the corn
Her sisters they were weak
They fell for the devil's charms
Mesmerizing eyes
They went right into his arms
Afraid to look around
The bright girl ran away
One last glance
And she saw her sisters pray.
I can feel it all slipping away from me
So I'll just let it go
And fall through whatever is awaiting me
I got shaken last evening
And I get rattled sometimes
And I got rolled in the dim light
Of an hour I can't leave behind
These hard times come down like an avalanche
And I'm lost and detached
Along with all who never had a chance
I got shaken last evening
And I get rattled sometimes
And I got rolled in the dim light
Of an hour I can't leave behind
θεικοί στίχοι θρεντ.
Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
You fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way
Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town
Waiting for someone or something to show you the way
Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain
And you are young and life is long and there is time to kill today
And then one day you find ten years have got behind you
No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun
And you run and you run to catch up with the sun, but it's sinking
Racing around to come up behind you again
The sun is the same in a relative way, but you're older
Shorter of breath and one day closer to death
Every year is getting shorter, never seem to find the time
Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines
Hanging on in a quiet desperation is the English way
The time is gone, the song is over, thought I'd something more to say
Home, home again
I like to be here when I can
When I come home cold and tired
It’s good to warm my bones beside the fire
Far away across the field
The tolling of the iron bell
Calls the faithful to their knees
To hear the softly spoken magic spells.
Μπατσινόμοι με στολές - Αϊ σιχτίρ, αϊ σιχτίρ
Σε πορείες ρουφιανιές - Αϊ σιχτίρ, αϊ σιχτίρ
Μπάτσοι υπεράνω όλων - Αϊ σιχτίρ, αϊ σιχτίρ
Μες στους δρόμους να σκοτώνουν - Αϊ σιχτίρ, αϊ σιχτίρ
Τώρα με τα νέα μέτρα, σου το λέω ρε μαλάκα, πώς δε θα την βγάλεις καθαρή
Πρέπει να χορέψεις πάνω στα χακιά με γουρούνι και με ματατζή
Χιμήξτε τώρα στα χακιά τους
Δεν περνάει η μαγκιά τους
Θα στο σπάσω το κλομπ στην πλάτη
Θα σε κάνουμε σακάτη
Τώρα το κάθε γουρούνι που φοράει άσπρο κράνος κι έχει στο κεφάλι του σκατά
Του αυξήσαν το μισθό του, φέτος το πάνε Ασία για να σε βαράει πιο καλά
Αν γουστάρεις σε κάθε βήμα
Σε παν αμέσως μες στο τμήμα
Κι άμα τα ξεράσεις όλα
Θα σου δώσουν κόκα-κόλα
Είσαι θύμα αν νομίζεις
Πως τα τίναξε ο Χίτλερ
το Dachau, οι s-s και οι ναζί
Έλα δω σε μας ρε φίλε
Για να δεις πως σε σκοτώνει
Η ελληνική καταστολή
ΑΪ ΣΙΧΤΙΡ
I was hanging from a tree
Unaccustomed to such violence
Jesus looking down on me
I'm prepared for one big silence
How'd I ever end up here
Must be through some lack of kindness
And it seemed to dawn on me
Haemoglobin is the key
Haemoglobin is the key
To a healthy heartbeat
Haemoglobin is the key
To a healthy heartbeat
At the time they cut me free
I was brimming with defiance
Doctors looking down on me
Breaking every law of science
How'd I ever end up here
A latent strain of color blindness
Then it seemed to dawn on me
Haemoglobin is the key
Haemoglobin is the key
To a healthy heartbeat
Haemoglobin is the key
To a healthy heartbeat
Now my feet don't touch the ground
Now my feet don't touch the ground, go
Now my feet don't touch the ground
Now my feet don't touch the ground
As they drag me to my feet
I was filled with incoherence
Theories of conspiracy
The whole world wants my disappearance
I'll go fighting nail and teeth
You've never seen such perseverance
Gonna make you scared of me
'Cause haemoglobin is the key
Haemoglobin is the key
To a healthy heartbeat
Haemoglobin is the key
To a healthy heart beat
Now my feet don't touch the ground
Now my feet don't touch the ground, go
Now my feet don't touch the ground
Now my feet don't touch the ground, go
Άνετα το καλύτερο κομμάτι του Black Market Music (μαζί με το Days Before You Came)
to taste in men k to black eyed einai ta kalitera k ton painrei opoios de simfwnei
Εγώ δεν συμφωνώ αλλά δεν τον παίρνω. Εσύ έχεις ροζ αβαταρ ορ σθνγκ.
Χαλαρά και το Peeping Tom as well όμως.
My friend
Sits at the drum
His magic hand
Feels nothing but
Time
Nothing but time
My old friend
Sits at the drum
His magic mind
Doesn't feel anything
American Flag is behind
If I could stand
To be less difficult
My new friend
Plays drums all the time
Her magic heart
Feels everything
She plays the difficult parts and I play
Difficult
She goes shoop shoop eh doop shoop eh doop
Shoop eh doop eh doop eh doop
We go shoop shoop eh doop shoop eh doop shoop eh
Doop eh doop
If I could stand
To be less difficult
i think you're crazy
maybe
oh my angel, are you sick or are you bored
of the lines we've drawn to fall in
when the feeling is more than we can afford?
(planes mistaken for stars - spring divorce)
Bravely bold Sir Robin rode forth from Camelot.
He was not afraid to die, O brave Sir Robin.
He was not at all afraid to be killed in nasty ways,
Brave, brave, brave, brave Sir Robin!
He was not in the least bit scared to be mashed into a pulp,
Or to have his eyes gouged out and his elbows broken,
To have his kneecaps split and his body burned away
And his limbs all hacked and mangled, brave Sir Robin!
His head smashed in and his heart cut out
And his liver removed and his bowels unplugged
And his nostrils raped and his bottom burned off
And his pen--
threw you the obvious and you flew
with it on your back, a name in your recollection,
thrown down among a million same.
difficult not to feel a little bit disappointed
and passed over
when i've looked right through
to see you naked and oblivious
and you don't see me.
but i threw you the obvious
just to see if there's more behind the eyes
of a fallen angel,
the eyes of a tragedy.
here i am expecting just a little bit
too much from the wounded.
but i see through it all
and see you.
so i threw you the obvious
to see what occurs behind the eyes of a fallen angel,
eyes of a tragedy.
oh well. apparently nothing.
you don't see me.
you don't see me at all.
Ενόψει του live:
The sweetest perfection
To call my own
The slightest correction
Couldn’t finely hone
The sweetest infection
Of body and mind
Sweetest injection
Of any kind
I stop and I stare too much
Afraid that I care too much
And I hardly dare to touch
For fear that the spell may be broken
When I need a drug in me
And it brings out the thug in me
Feel something tugging me
Then I want the real thing not tokens
The sweetest perfection
To call my own
The slightest correction
Couldn’t finely hone
The sweetest infection
Of body and mind
Sweetest injection
Of any kind
Things you’d expect to be
Having effect on me
Pass undetectedly
But everyone knows what has got me
Takes me completely
Touches so sweetly
Reaches so deeply
I know that nothing can stop me
Sweetest perfection
An offer was made
An assorted collection
But I wouldn’t trade
Haemoglobin και α'ι' σιχτιρ :touched:
Ντηπες :touched:
Breaking Winter up by shooting numbers from the clock/The cat sleeps on the atlas in Alsace Lorraine, dreaming long grass and birds on the wire/I have memories no deeper than this glass and some besides that stretch history twice/In a super 8 film colour haze, a scratched nostalgia that runs through my cogs - shot through the fog; time taking care of whatever I cared about/ So you are lost somewhere in here - your body, a raft,spinning towards the falls/Your death claimed me too - there were two throats in the noose but mine now swallows whiskey, mine is not now bruised/The black mouth of this month, bruised lips, black ice, forms a sickly smile across London's sky
Μόουντ;
In your room
Where time stands still
Or moves at your will
Will you let the morning come soon
Or will you leave me lying here
In your favourite darkness
Your favourite half-light
Your favourite consciousness
Your favourite slave
In your room
Where souls disappear
Only you exist here
Will you lead me to your armchair
Or leave me lying here
Your favourite innocence
Your favourite prize
Your favourite smile
Your favourite slave
I’m hanging on your words
Living on your breath
Feeling with your skin
Will I always be here
In your room
Your burning eyes
Cause flames to arise
Will you let the fire die down soon
Or will I always be here
Your favourite passion
Your favourite game
Your favourite mirror
Your favourite slave
I’m hanging on your words
Living on your breath
Feeling with your skin
Will I always be here
I'll kill myself today
If we choose devotion over a low life
I'll kill myself today
If you put direction into a world with no daylight
Violent roleplay
Codeine champagne
The brainwash came free
Love you, leave me
Skin vision
Oh, and your leatherette eyes,
You make me cum
There's glitter in the gutter
And silence what we come from
I'll kill myself today
If you pull the punches and the sex drive
I'll kill myself and name
Make the cut to castrate and send me to the frontline
Berlin, Tokyo
Bloodlust, tight rope
Ghost of, parties
Need you, hate me.
Skin vision
Oh, and your leatherette eyes,
You make me cum
There's glitter in the gutter,
And silence what we come from
I know who you are
I know who you are
We can keep a secret
I know where you come from
Surprise! you're dead!
Ha ha! open your eyes
See the world as it used to be when you used to be in it
When you were alive and when you were in love
And when I took it from you!
It's not over yet
You don't remember?
I won't let you forget
The hatred I bestowed
Upon your neck with a fatal blow
From my teeth and my tongue
I've drank and swallowed, but it's just begun
Now you are mine
I'll keep killing you until the end of time
Surprise! you're dead!
Guess what?
It never ends...
The pain, the torment and torture, profanity
Nausea, suffering, perversion, calamity
You can't get away
Ξανά με τους κακούς,
τους μίζερους και απρόσωπους
η ζωή με απομόνωσε
και νιώθω άτυχος
που πίσω μου σε αφήνω,
γλυκέ μου τύραννε,
που ο ύπνος μου ήταν ύπνος σου
Ξανά με τους κακούς,
τους φίλαυτους και είρωνες
κάθε μέρα ξοδεύομαι
και νιώθω αδικημένος
που τελικά σε χάνω,
γλυκέ μου θάνατε,
που πέθαινα όταν πέθαινες
Ξανά με τους κακούς,
ανέραστους, ζηλιάρηδες και συμπλεγματικούς
μοιράζομαι τραπέζι,
στιγματίζομαι απ’ αυτούς
Σ’ ένα προσκύνημα στα πόδια της
ζητώ παρηγοριά,
αυτής που στα 16 της
δεν ήτανε γριά
και δε μας έλεγε ανώριμους,
όταν ήμαστε παιδιά
Ξανά με τους κακούς,
υποκριτές και υπόγειους,
η ζωή με ισοπέδωσε
και είναι πάνω απ’ τις δυνάμεις μου
να σε ξαναλατρέψω,
μικρέ μου εφιάλτη,
που η ήττα μου ήταν νίκη σου
Did you realise no one can see inside your view,
Did you realise forwhy this sight belongs to you.
:mov:
