Jak leci, co leci?

Zaheel

System Of A Down - Down With The Sickness

Wracam jednak do starszych utworów, gdzieś zakopanych na mojej liście odtwarzania, bo nie znalazłam nic lepszego.

yadire

Killswitch Engage - Last Serenade.
Historia była taka, że z nudów zrobiłam przegląd blogasków i jakaś dziewczyna podniecała się tym, że słucha Killswutch Enagage na cały regulator. Dire myśli, myśli, aż nagle doznaje olśnienia - zna i ma! Od Karola jeszcze, zanim germanizować się pojechał. I - nie chcę nikogo z Was urazić, jeśli lubicie ten zespół - kurczę, Karol żadnej porządnej muzy mi nie zostawił w spadku. RATM się ne liczy, bo on ich nie trawi - uznaliśmy z Wilkiem, że za mało "bajerów" w ich muzyce, cokolwiek "bajer" może oznaczać dla człuchowianina.

Indygo

She touched
My arm
And smiled

One of these days
Soon
Very soon
Love you 'til then
Love you 'til then

Feel my breath
On your neck
And your heart
Will race

Don't say no to me
You can't say no to me
I won't see you
Denied

I'm sorry you saw that
I'm sorry he did it
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A stain

I can't say no to you
I can't say no to you
Say nothing

Free falling
Complete

yadire

dredg - same ol' road

Lora

Radiohead - Let Down

Transport, motorways and tramlines
Starting and then stopping
Taking off and landing
The emptiest of feelings
Disappointed people clinging on to bottles
And when it comes it's so so disappointing

Let down and hanging around
Crushed like a bug in the ground
Let down and hanging around

Shell smashed, juices flowing
Wings twitch, legs are going
Don't get sentimental
It always ends up drivel

One day I'm going to grow wings
A chemical reaction
Hysterical and useless
Hysterical and

Let down and hanging around
Crushed like a bug in the ground
Let down and hanging around

Let down again
Let down again
Let down again

You know, you know where you are with
You know where you are with
Floor collapsing
Floating, bouncing back

And one day
I am going to grow wings
A chemical reaction
Hysterical and useless
Hysterical and

Let down and hanging around
Crushed like a bug in the ground
Let down and hanging around

Kira

Michael Jackson - Will you be there, Queen - A kind of magic. I sceny ze DPS:

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Łezki normalnie Sad

Zaheel

Masochistycznie Three Days Grace - wszytsko co nawinie siepod rękę, a najbardzoej Never too late.

yadire

Oddział Zamknięty - Gdyby nie ty.
Jajej, dawnom ich nie słuchała. Pewnie dlatego, że wszystkie piosenki OZ, które mam na twardym są o miłości, a żeby takich słuchać, muszę mieć nastrój.

Wciąż bardziej bezsenna
Tak bliska i cała z ust
Wciąż bardziej kamienna
Kiedy nie ma mnie
Kiedy wyjeżdżam kiedy wchodzę w tłum

Mam twoje dobranoc
Choć tak ciężko na trasie o sen
Mam twoje dzień dobry
Na każdy dzień na dobre i na złe

Samotny wśród ludzi
Którzy myślą - on nigdy nie jest sam
Chcę się wyrzucić "życie nudzi"
Trzyma mnie tylko to że jesteś gdzieś tam

Gdyby nie ty nie wiem jak
Teraz bym żył gdzie chodził z kim spał
Może bym był może nie
Gdyby nie ty nie miałbym nic

Kira

Bomfunk MCs i Jessica Folker - Something Going On. Rany, kiedy to było przebojem? Sześć lat temu czy dalej? Wink

Ceres

Unsubstantial blues, z moja ulubiona pozycja z tegorocznej Eurowizji,
Goodbye Moon z Kill Billa 2
Never had a dream come true.

Czyli standardowy zestaw dołujący.

Joan P.

Portobello Belle Dire Straits.

Bella donna's on the high street
Her breasts upon the off beat
And the stalls are just the side shows
Victoriana's old clothes

And yes her Jeans are tight now
She gonna travel light now
She's gonna tear up all her roots now
She got a turn up for the botos now
Yeah she thinks she's tough
She ain't no English rose
But the blind singer
He's seen enough and he knows
Yes and he do a song
About a long gone Irish girl
But I got one for you Portobello Belle

She sees a man upon his back there
Escaping from a sack there
And Belladonna lingers
Her gloves they got no fingers
Yeah, the blind man he's singing Irish
He gets his money in a tin dish
Just a corner serenader
Upon a time he could have made her, made her
Yeah, she thinks she's tough
She ain't no English rose
Ah, but the blind singer
He's seen enough and he knows
Yeas and do a song
About a long gone Irish girl
Ah but I got one for you Portobello Belle

Yes and these barrow boys are hawking
And a parakeet is squawking
Upon a truck there is a rhino
She get the crying of a wino
And then she get the reggae rumble
Bella donna's in the jungle
But she is no garden flower
There is no distress in the tower
Oh, bella donna walks
Bella donna taking a stroll
She don't care about your window box
Or your button hole
Yes and she sing a song about a long gone Irish girl
But I got one for you Portobello Belle

Zaheel

Cat and Mouse- The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus

Trochę emowato, ale bardzo ładne, pozatym teledysk jest z Pon i Zi ^^

Indygo

looking down on empty streets, all she can see
are the dreams all made solid
are the dreams all made real

all of the buildings, all of those cars
were once just a dream
in somebody's head

she pictures the broken glass, she pictures the steam
she pictures a soul
with no leak at the seam

lets take the boat out
wait until darkness
let's take the boat out
wait until darkness comes

nowhere in the corridors of pale green and grey
nowhere in the suburbs
in the cold light of day

there in the midst of it so alive and alone
words support like bone

dreaming of mercy st.
wear your inside out
dreaming of mercy
in your daddy('s arms again
dreaming of mercy st.
'swear they moved that sign
dreaming of mercy
in your daddy's arms

pulling out the papers from the drawers that slide smooth
tugging at the darkness, word upon word

confessing all the secret things in the warm velvet box
to the priest-he's the doctor
he can handle the shocks

dreaming of the tenderness-the tremble in the hips
of kissing Mary's lips

dreaming of mercy st.
wear your insides out
dreaming of mercy
in your daddy's arms again
dreaming of mercy st.
'swear they moved that sign
looking for mercy
in your daddy's arms

mercy, mercy, looking for mercy
mercy, mercy, looking for mercy

Anne, with her father is out in the boat
riding the water
riding the waves on the sea

__________________________ PETER GABRIEL :: Mercy Street

blaidd

A ja po kolejnym obejrzeniu koncertu Szalom na Szerokiej w tv miast bycia tam naprawdę - oszalałam na punkcie Beyond the pale i Josha Dolgina alias Socalled.
Koncert mam nagrany na kasecie i oglądam sobie, oglądam... Ach - i jeszcze Ritmodelia. Muza nie bardzo to żydowska, ale bębny! No i ładnie zabrzmieli z typowo żydowskimi dżwiękami.
Ha, a ile ładnych buziaczków i ciałek w ogóle do pooglądania! Bogi Djukic z BTP - piękny Jugosłowiański skrzypek o ognistym temperamencie i bardzo rytmicznie się poruszający; cała załoga Ritmodelii...
Już ich złapałam na myspace, znaczy BTP i Socalled'a. Ten drugi to kompletny wariat, ale tworzy świetne kawałki: żydowski hip-hop. Często śpiewany w jidysz. Muszę ich zareklamować Paciutowi kiedyś...

W ogóle muzyka pełna energii.

Joan P.

Down to the waterline Dire Straits

Sweet surrender on the quayside
You remember we used to run and hide
In the shadow of the cargoes I take you one time
And we were counting all the numbers down the waterline

Near misses on the dogleap stairways
French kisses in the darked doorways
A foghorn blowing out wild and cold
A policeman shines a light upon my shoulder

Up comes a coaster fast and silent in the night
Over my shoulder all you can see are the pilot lights
No many in your jackets and our jeans are torn
Your hands are cold but your lips are warm

She can see him on the jetty where they used to go
She can feel him in the places where the sailors go
When she's walking by the river and the railway line
She can still hear him whisper
Let's go down to the waterline