edna Posted June 2, 2008 Report Share Posted June 2, 2008 ...one of their best songs. From their best album... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Viaene Posted June 4, 2008 Report Share Posted June 4, 2008 Bridge Over Troubled Water ~ Simon & Garfunkel When you're weary, feeling small When tears are in your eyes, I'll dry them all...all... I'm on your side, oh, when times get rough And friends just can't be found Like a bridge over troubled water I will lay me down Like a bridge over troubled water I will lay me down When you're down and out When you're on the street When evening falls so hard I will comfort you (ooh) I'll take your part, oh, when darkness comes And pain is all around Like a bridge over troubled water I will lay me down Like a bridge over troubled water I will lay me down Sail on silver girl Sail on by Your time has come to shine All your dreams are on their way See how they shine Oh, if you need a friend I'm sailing right behind Like a bridge over troubled water I will ease your mind Like a bridge over troubled water I will ease your mind My friend and me, we're always there for each other, we can always talk about anything, it's one of those strange and rather unique friendships between a man and a woman without being lovers. This song is for her Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Levis Posted June 4, 2008 Report Share Posted June 4, 2008 (edited) Pulp: Common People She came from Greece she had a thirst for knowledge, she studied sculpture at Saint Martin's College, that's where I, caught her eye. She told me that her Dad was loaded, I said "In that case I'll have a rum and coca-cola." She said "Fine." and in thirty seconds time she said, "I want to live like common people, I want to do whatever common people do, I want to sleep with common people, I want to sleep with common people, like you." Well what else could I do - I said "I'll see what I can do." I took her to a supermarket, I don't know why but I had to start it somewhere, so it started there. I said pretend you've got no money, she just laughed and said, "Oh you're so funny." I said "yeah? Well I can't see anyone else smiling in here. Are you sure... you want to live like common people, you want to see whatever common people see, you want to sleep with common people, you want to sleep with common people, like me." But she didn't understand, she just smiled and held my hand. Rent a flat above a shop, cut your hair and get a job. Smoke some fags and play some pool, pretend you never went to school. But still you'll never get it right, 'cause when you're laid in bed at night, watching roaches climb the wall, if you call your Dad he could stop it all. You'll never live like common people, you'll never do what common people do, you'll never fail like common people, you'll never watch your life slide out of view, and dance and drink and screw, because there's nothing else to do. Sing along with the common people, sing along and it might just get you through, laugh along with the common people, laugh along even though they're laughing at you, and the stupid things that you do. Because you think that poor is cool. Like a dog lying in a corner they will bite you and never warn you Look out they'll tear your insides out 'cos everybody hates a tourist especially one who thinks it's all such a laugh yeah and the chip stain's grease will come out in the bath You will never understand how it feels to live your life with no meaning or control and with nowhere left to go You are amazed that they exist and they burn so bright whilst you can only wonder why Rent a flat above a shop Cut your hair and get a job Smoke some fags and play some pool Pretend you never went to school But still you'll never get it right 'cause when you're laid in bed at night watching roaches climb the wall if you called your dad he could stop it all yeah You'll never live like common people You'll never do whatever common people do You'll never fail like common people You'll never watch your life slide out of view and then dance and drink and screw 'because there's nothing else to do I want to live with common people like you..... Edited June 5, 2008 by Guest Rad-ji, did you forget the title? With your permission.... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Uncle Joe Posted June 5, 2008 Report Share Posted June 5, 2008 (edited) She came from Greece she had a thirst for knowledge, she studied sculpture at Saint Martin's College, that's where I, caught her eye. Radhi, was that for Rachel? Common People-Pulp Edited June 5, 2008 by Guest To link to the vid. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Levis Posted June 5, 2008 Report Share Posted June 5, 2008 Rach loves it I know she does Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Uncle Joe Posted June 5, 2008 Report Share Posted June 5, 2008 No doubt! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Farin Posted June 5, 2008 Report Share Posted June 5, 2008 not just Rach Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
skybluesky Posted June 6, 2008 Report Share Posted June 6, 2008 New York City~They Might Be Giants You called me last night on the telephone And I was glad to hear from you 'cause I was all alone You said, "It's snowing, it's snowing. God, I hate this weather." Now I walk through blizzards just to get us back together We met in the springtime at a rock-and-roll show It was on the Bowery when it was time to go We kissed on the subway in the middle of the night I held your hand, you held mine, it was the best night of my life. 'Cause everyone's your friend in New York City And everything looks beautiful when you're young and pretty The streets are paved with diamonds and there's just so much to see But the best thing about New York City is you and me Statue of Liberty, Staten Island Ferry, Co-op City, Katz's and Tiffany's Central Park, Brooklyn Bridge, The Empire State where Dylan lived Coney Island and Times Square, Rockefeller Center Wish I was there You wrote me a letter just the other day Said, "Springtime is coming soon so why don't you come to stay." I packed my stuff, got on the bus, I can't believe it's true I'm three days from New York City and I'm three days from you 'Cause everyone's my friend in New York City And everything looks beautiful when you're young and pretty The streets are paved with diamonds and there's just so much to see But the best thing about New York City is you and me 'Cause everyone's my friend in New York City And everything looks beautiful when you're young and pretty The streets are paved with diamonds and there's just so much to see But the best thing about New York City is you and me. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Farin Posted June 6, 2008 Report Share Posted June 6, 2008 ^ just thought of that song yesterday (while watching a rerun of Chaos City) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Seeker Posted June 6, 2008 Report Share Posted June 6, 2008 The Punk and the Godfather -- The Who PUNK: You declared you would be three inches taller You only became what we made you Thought you were chasing a destiny calling You only earned what we gave you You fell and cried as our people were starving, Now you know that we blame you You tried to walk on the trail we were carving, Now you know that we framed you GODFATHER: I'm the guy in the sky Flying high, flashing eyes No surprise I told lies I'm the punk in the gutter I'm the new president But I grew and I bent Don't you know? Don't it show? I'm the punk with the stutter My my my my my mmmm my my my GGGGG-g-g-g-g generation PUNK: We tried to speak between lines of oration You could only repeat what we told you Your axe belongs to a dying nation, They don't know that we own you You're watching movies trying to find the feelers, You only see what we show you We're the slaves of the phony leaders Breathe the air we have blown you GODFATHER: I'm the guy in the sky Flying high, flashing eyes No surprise I told lies I'm the punk in the gutter I'm the new president But I grew and I bent Don't you know? Don't it show? I'm the punk with the stutter My my my my my mmmm my my my GGGGG-g-g-g-g generation GODFATHER: I have to be careful not to preach I can't pretend that I can teach, And yet I've lived your future out By pounding stages like a clown And on the dance floor broken glass, The bloody faces slowly pass, The broken seats in empty rows, It all belongs to me you know PUNK: Okay You declared you would be three inches taller You only became what we made you Thought you were chasing a destiny calling You only earned what we gave you You fell and cried as our people were starving, Now you know that we blame you You tried to walk on the trail we were carving, Now you know that we framed you GODFATHER: I'm the guy in the sky Flying high, flashing eyes No surprise I told lies I'm the punk in the gutter Oh yeah I'm the new president But I grew and I bent Don't you know? Don't it show? I'm the punk with the stutter My my my my my mmmm my my my GGGGG-g-g-g-g generation Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Viaene Posted June 6, 2008 Report Share Posted June 6, 2008 I'm gonna post this anyway although nobody will understand it, it's a Dutch dialect from my region. The song is about friends and loving them, very toutching. Min Moaten ~ Flip Kowlier tlp ,is ne party dj moa skratch solo's kant ie nie brieng sex i zinne lust en zin leven tlp , de gentse porno-king bza, inne vlamsche rapper en ne parttime vizzekluot moj kan leute moaken lik ginjin en tjikenen lik de de beste mijn respect voe bza i gruot junior i nen lady's man zelfs o danst ie lik een jeanette moa meiskes ti nie oljinne sex dat ie wilt je wil liefde passie en hitte min moaten min moaten Ik zie under hirne wik zoek doen zonder hidder min moaten min moaten 'k moete mie soms wirn voe nie sentimenteel te doen minne moat 40 is een fenomeen en af en toe stopt ie zelfs met babbel moa ti hinnen ul en wik dat ie doet I machtig 't kan niemand lik 40 scrabbeln joost i nen drummer noa min erte zels o blonddeert ie zin oar mor ie bouwt an een us met zin vrouwe en zin kindje kzie ze olledrie hirne echt woar Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Farin Posted June 6, 2008 Report Share Posted June 6, 2008 after listening and reading twice I think I even understand the gist of it does "min moaten" mean "my friends"? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Viaene Posted June 6, 2008 Report Share Posted June 6, 2008 yeah you rule Martin! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Farin Posted June 6, 2008 Report Share Posted June 6, 2008 yeah, well, I dunno if I understand it right of course is his scrabble-playing friend really called "40"? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Viaene Posted June 6, 2008 Report Share Posted June 6, 2008 he's talking about DJ 4T4 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Farin Posted June 6, 2008 Report Share Posted June 6, 2008 DJ 4T4 oh... him... of course, how could I have missed that Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Viaene Posted June 6, 2008 Report Share Posted June 6, 2008 you really need to spend a summer in Belgium & check out all the festivals we do have great artists, we just don't bother advertising them towards the wide world Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Farin Posted June 6, 2008 Report Share Posted June 6, 2008 yes, I know how that is Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Skuff Posted June 7, 2008 Report Share Posted June 7, 2008 The Format~She Doesn't get It: All the girls pose the same for pictures All the boys got the same girls' hair I am bored 'cause I feel much older Look at me, as if I've got a reason to stare But you talk so loud that it calms me down You're crying "Let's make a toast" She says she's leaving on a Sunday That leaves me one more night Can I take you home? I know it's wrong but I know your type She says she's leaving on a Sunday and I don't care I need to know where to turn I tried it once It never caught on I was the only one who got burned I've read every word you're said From a poster of a cat Four books look across your sofa I thought your coffee table was more clever than that It gets worse once we get to her room as she stops and sings "doot do do doot do do doot do" I claim "new religion" is my song She doesn't get it It's all before she was born And you lock your doors Like I've been here before I feel like I've seen a ghost Suddenly between sheets and eyelids I am reminded why I don't do this I fall in love far too quickly I never want her to forget me When you're gone Will you call? Will you write? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Levis Posted June 8, 2008 Report Share Posted June 8, 2008 Mother Love - Queen I don't want to sleep with you I don't need the passion too I don't want a stormy affair To make me feel my life is heading somewhere All I want is the comfort and care Just to know that my woman gives me sweet - Mother Love I've walked too long in this lonely lane I've had enough of this same old game I'm a man of the world and they say that I'm strong But my heart is heavy, and my hope is gone Out in the city, in the cold world outside I don't want pity, just a safe place to hide Mama please, let me back inside I don't want to make no waves But you can give me all the love that I crave I can't take it if you see me cry I long for peace before I die All I want is to know that you're there You're gonna give me all your sweet - Mother Love, uh huh Mother love My body's aching, but I can't sleep My dreams are all the company I keep Got such a feeling as the sun goes down I'm coming home to my sweet - Mother Love Mother Love Mother Love This was the last song Freddie Mercury recorded. He recorded some of the tracks in September 1991, but he didn't have the opportunity to complete it. Mercury told Brian May he'd come back and work on it some more when he felt better. Unfortunately he never got the chance. The final verse was written and sung by Brian May a couple of years after Mercury died in November 1991. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Skuff Posted June 8, 2008 Report Share Posted June 8, 2008 Spanway Hits~Flake Music Use a pen to reflect what you've got left to protect on the old dusty shelves in your childhood room you've got a lot to go on: posters of Simon LeBon all might help you decide In case you ever try They just want you to come by The florist in foam A rigid folk’s home in time that I might cry Cut all these ties you’ll see How far apart we are No two of us sees or acts alike Wasting time and pretend You’ve got the words to defend well every bias you’ve learned while being human Remember that we all knew Riding big wheels was cool We’d give it all to be that dumb again These are all bonds and ties In spite of what they are No two of us tells or thinks the same Cut all these ties you’ll see How far apart we are Those are our bonds and ties In spite of what they are Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
skybluesky Posted June 9, 2008 Report Share Posted June 9, 2008 Jolene~Dolly Parton Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene I'm begging of you, please don't take my man Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene Please don't take him just because you can Your beauty is beyond compare With flaming locks of auburn hair With ivory skin and eyes of emerald green Your smile is like a breath of spring Your voice is soft like summer rain And I cannot compete with you, Jolene He talks about you in his sleep And there's nothing I can do to keep From crying when he calls your name, Jolene And I can easily understand How you could easily take my man But you don't know what he means to me, Jolene Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene I'm begging of you, please don't take my man Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene Please don't take him just because you can You could have your choice of men But I could never love again He's the only one for me, Jolene I had to have this talk with you My happiness depends on you And whatever you decide to do, Jolene Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene I'm begging of you, please don't take my man Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene Please don't take him even though you can Jolene (Jolene) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Viaene Posted June 9, 2008 Report Share Posted June 9, 2008 ^ Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Skuff Posted June 9, 2008 Report Share Posted June 9, 2008 The Maine~If I Only Had The Heart I fell asleep last night, Where I woke up too late. And everything I loved. I began to hate. I know I sound repetitive, Cause I'm repeating myself, And I'm competitive, I want you all by yourself. And that alone is just the problem, I've got these woes, And I just can't solve them. If I could gather up the nerve, I'd put my feelings into words, And if I weren't so young, or stupid, or restless, I might be able to just soon forget this. Just forget this. Please just forget me, When I'm out all alone on the east coast. And please don't forgive me, When you're home all alone and you need me most. Oh if I only had the heart, To find out exactly who you are, You know I'd try now. But it's just fine, No you can't save me, It's no fault but mine, Please just blame me. If I could gather up the nerve, I'd put my feelings into words, And if I weren't so young, or stupid, or restless, I might be able to just soon forget this. Just forget this. If I only had the heart, the nerve, the words, you'd think by now I would have learned Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Seeker Posted June 11, 2008 Report Share Posted June 11, 2008 Just think of Goldfinger: Brian Song -- Monty Python Brian The babe they called 'Brian' He grew grew grew and grew Grew up to be-- grew up to be A boy called 'Brian' A boy called 'Brian' He had arms and legs and hands and feet This boy whose name was 'Brian' And he grew grew grew and grew Grew up to be Yes, he grew up to be A teenager called 'Brian' A teenager called 'Brian' And his face became spotty Yes, his face became spotty And his voice dropped down low And things started to grow On young Brian and show He was certainly no No girl named 'Brian', Not a girl named 'Brian' And he started to shave And have one off the wrist And want to see girls And go out and get pissed A man called 'Brian' This man called 'Brian' The man they called 'Brian' This man called 'Brian'! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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