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Ferry Corsten: Holding on

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The falling sky grows darker every day.
And moonlight fading as you walk away.
And all the roads that lead me to your heart…
…have gone astray

Chorus:
My hands are tied behind my back,
and I’m weakened by, your slow attack,
you take me in, then change your mind again.

Your spinning wheel won’t lead me to your view,
and all the words I need to hear from you,
I’m holding on but guess I’m out of luck,
…and still in love with you

Chorus:
My hands are tied behind my back,
and I’m weakened by, your slow attack,
you take me in, then change your mind again.

Hold my face, in your hands, look into my eyes
So understand, all the toughts, inside your mind
Tell me it’s time

Chorus:
My hands are tied behind my back,
and I’m weakened by, your slow attack,
you take me in, then change your mind again.
My hands are tied behind my back,
and I’m weakened by, your slow attack,
you take me in, then change your mind again.

Categories: Lyrics

Bon Jovi: Something To Believe In

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I lost all faith in my God, in his religion too
I told the angels they could sing their songs to someone new
I lost all trust in my friends
I watched my heart turn to stone
I thought that I was left to walk this wicked world alone

Tonight I’ll dust myself off
Tonight I’ll suck my gut in
I’ll face the night and I’ll pretend
I got something to believe in

And I had lost touch with reason
I watched life criticize the truth
Been waiting for a miracle
I know you have too

Though I know I won’t win
I’ll take this one on the chin
We’ll raise a toast and I’ll pretend
I got something to believe in

If I don’t believe in Jesus, how can I believe the Pope
If I don’t believe in heroin, how can I believe in dope
If there’s nothing but survival, how can I believe in sin
In a world that gives you nothing
We need something to believe in

If I don’t believe in Jesus, how can I believe the Pope
If I don’t believe in heroin, how can I believe in dope
If there’s nothing but survival, how can I believe in sin
In a world that gives you nothing
We need something to believe in

Bon Jovi: Santa Fe

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They say that no man is an island
And good things come to those who wait
But the things I hear are there
Just to remind me
Every dog will have his day

The spirits they intoxicate me
I watched them infiltrate my soul
They try to say it’s too late for me
Tell my guns I’m coming home

Chorus:
I swear I’m gonna live forever
Tell my maker he can wait
I’m riding somewhere south of heaven
Heading back to Santa Fe
It’s judgement day in Santa Fe

Once I was promised absolution
There’s only one solution for my sins
You gotta face your ghosts and know
With no illusions
That only one of you is going home again

And I blame this world for making
A good man evil
It’s this world that can drive a
Good man mad
And it’s this world that turns a killer
Into a hero
Well I blame this world for making
A good man bad

Chorus:
Now I ain’t getting into heaven
If the devil has his way
I swear I’m gonna live forever
Heading back to Santa Fe
Got debts to pay in Santa Fe
It’s judgement day in Santa Fe

Solo

So I save a prayer
For when I need it most
To the Father, Son
And the Holy Ghost
And sign it from a sinner
With no name
When I meet my maker
When I close the book
On the hearts I broke
And the lives I took
Will he walk away
‘Cause my soul’s
Too late to save

Chorus:
Now I ain’t getting into heaven
If the devil has his way
I swear I’m gonna live forever
Heading back to Santa Fe
Got debts to pay in Santa Fe
It’s judgement day in Santa Fe

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Roza Vanturilor: Rapa

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La marginea pantei abrupte,
La un han s-a oprit un strain.
Era trist si avea hainele rupte, oooo                         
Si pe masa o cana cu vin.

Oh! strain ce-nconjori acum pamantul
Stai la mine ramai doar un ceas,
Sa te intorci inapoi nu ai unde, oooo
Inainte sa mergi ti-a ramas…

Mi-amintesc de o vara fierbinte             
De-o padure cu muguri pe ram
Mi-amintesc de prieteni si de iubita, oooo
Si de-o casa cu mama la geam.

Am ajuns la un han pe o stanca
Sa-mi inec tot amarul nu pot
Si ma-ntreb daca rapa e adanca, oooo
Sa m-arunc azi cu jale cu tot.

Mi-a raspuns ridicandu-se agale,
Avea ochii plini de lacrimi si dor…
“Multumesc pentru vinul Mariei Tale, oooo
Eu ma duc azi la rapa sa mor!”

Acum plang si nimeni nu m-aude,
Trec printre oameni socot…
Inainte sa merg nu am unde, oooo
Inapoi sa ma-ntorc n-are rost.

Albert Hammond: The Peacemaker

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Get out
damn it

Close the door
don’t slam it

Let me be alone a while
To give my nerves a rest.

Whatever you do I love you

No matter what you do I love you

And I want to run out after you
But I don’t know what’s best.

If you will take good care of me
I’ll be your caretaker
You’ll be the maker of the peace
And I’ll be the peacemaker
If you will take good care of me
I’ll be your caretaker
You’ll be the maker of the peace
And I’ll be the peacemaker.

Hours
later

I hear the key in the front door

We look each other in the eye
A timid sorry pair.

There’s a little more conversation

A little more conversation

A battle’s lost and a war is won
I think we’ve cleared the air.

If you will take good care of me . . .

Laura Stoica: Cu-i ii pasa

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Noapte de noapte si zile-ntregi astept
Soapte doar soapte se pierd intr-un desert
Ochii ce nu se vad…se ascund pe drumul lor
Si mai raman decat…amintiri ce nu dor

Desarte sperante nu stiu de ce traiesc
Am numai vise ce nu se indeplinesc
Visez o lumeee in care toti (si eu)
Sa nu mai fim mintiti si nici loviti mereu

Cui ii pasa oare de viata mea?
Cui ii pasa oare de viata mea?
Cui ii pasa oare de viata mea?
Cui ii pasa oare de viata meea?

Brate intinse spre cer se risipesc
Si ard in lumina pe care si-o doresc
Visez o lumeee in care sunt si eu
Dar nu raman decat amintiri ce vin greeeu

Cui ii pasa oare de viata mea?
Cui ii pasa oare de viata mea?
Cui ii pasa oare de viata mea?
Cui ii pasa oare de viata meeeaaaa?

Cui ii pasa oare de viata mea?
Cui ii pasa oare de viata mea?
Cui ii pasa oare de viata mea?
Cui ii pasa oare de viata mea?

Cui ii pasa oare de viata mea?
(cui ii pasa oare de viata mea?)
Cui ii pasa oare de viata mea?
(cui ii pasa oare de viata mea?)
Cui ii pasa oare de viata mea?
(cui ii pasa oare de viata mea?)

Cui ii pasa oare de viata meeeaaaa?
(cui ii pasa oare de viata meeeeeeeaaaaa?)

Oare de viata meeeeaaaaaa….
(oare de viata meeaa…)
Oare de vïata meeaaa…

Categories: Blues, Lyrics Etichete:

Pulp: Weeds

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We came across the North Sea with our carriers on our knees
Wound up in some holding camp somewhere outside Leeds.
Because we do not care to fight, my friends – we are the weeds.
Because we got no homes they call us smelly refugees.
Ah. We are weeds, vegetation, dense undergrowth.
Thru’ cracks in the pavement: there weeds will grow – the places you don’t go.
This cut-price dairy produce that turns our bones to dust.
You want some entertainment?
Go on, shove it up me – if you must.
Make believe you’re so turned on by planting trees & shrubs
But you come round to visit us when you fancy booze ‘n’ drugs.
Ah. We are weeds, vegetation, etc.
If you think it’s a crime
We’d like to get you out of your mind.
It’s just a matter of time, yeah
We’d like to get you out of your mind.
Gonna cut you down in your prime, yeah
We’d like to get you out of your mind.
For a little time: for all time.
Weed.

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Geto Boys: G-code

ianuarie 1, 2007 1 comentariu

Man
Motherfuckers just, follow a nigga around dude
That’s real
Some shit though, fuck these feds {?} nigga, racist motherfuckers, man!

I don’t wanna – run no more, but I know that if I stop
I’ll be another nigga headed to heaven, hangin with ‘Pac
These motherfuckers look at me like I’m a slanger
Makin threats to my family, dawg I’m in danger
Who do you call when these agents want you dead
and they hit these penetentiaries and niggaz make a pledge
So I dip and duck the feds, all my homies duck out on indictments
Caught up on the phone, talkin prices (hello)
25-to-life’s the mandatory minimal
My whole community gets treated like they criminals
Why are them bitches gettin motherfuckers hung
Got a C.I. on the inside and everybody’s sung
Mothers and fathers seperated from they sons
Households are broken, you couldn’t hold your tongue
If it’s yours, say it’s yours, take the case, do your time
When you was out here gettin money from it e’rything was fine
Now you cryin in your jail cell, stressin on the case
And the D.A. is at a nigga every single day
I can see it in your face, in the middle of your soul
You in question of your manhood homey – keep it cold

We don’t talk to police, we don’t make a peace bond
We don’t trust in the judicial system, we shoot guns
We rely on the streets we do battle in the hood
I was born in the G Code, embedded in my blood
We don’t talk to police, we don’t make a peace bond
We don’t trust in the judicial system, we shoot guns
We rely on the streets we do battle in the hood
I was born in the G Code, embedded in my blood

See I be on some street shit, don’t talk to police
I won’t accept a visit from agents who wanna see
if I got shit to say about a nigga case
I’m a motherfuckin nigga through and through, I ain’t gay
Know a nigga caught a case and he took his 25
Sat it out on a pill, and gave him back that time
A soldier in his mind and his actions said the same
Told a cracker tell your mammy suck his dick and {?} James
Ain’t no motherfuckin game, we been livin this for real
When the government is workin, real niggaz never squeal
Right here the truth revealed, Troy you a mouse
Yeah you rappin but the homey Lil Pots can’t get out
Niggaz they hit the pen, they get charged, then get out
On a rule, 35, he a bought it for the cops
You can hear it in his voice, I done listened to the tapes
Now you showin up in court, testifyin for the state

We don’t talk to police, we don’t make a peace bond
We don’t trust in the judicial system, we shoot guns
We rely on the streets we do battle in the hood
I was born in the G Code, embedded in my blood
We don’t talk to police, we don’t make a peace bond
We don’t trust in the judicial system, we shoot guns
We rely on the streets we do battle in the hood
I was born in the G Code, embedded in my blood

I’m knowin all the scams, all the tricks to the trade
Know a nigga tryin to get clean, and you get in the way
Know a nigga tryin to get green, and you stick out the bait
Cause a nigga like a dopefiend, can’t rehabilitate
Still stickin to the G Code, we playin by the rules
We don’t fuck around with new niggaz, cause new niggaz is fools
We don’t photograph the homies, that’ll catch a nigga up
On a picture you a victim, bottom line nigga fucked
Only connect the real, stayin down with the true
I got love for you Ant, you a real nigga Spook
My nigga Spoonie Gee, I can only name a few
But there’s a thousand motherfuckers in the pen bulletproof
So this one here for you, I’m a rep it ’til I die
Fuck a 5-K-1, check his P-S-I
Send his ass to the top if he say he sit at home
He a motherfuckin snitch, snitchin niggaz need this song

We don’t talk to police, we don’t make a peace bond
We don’t trust in the judicial system, we shoot guns
We rely on the streets we do battle in the hood
I was born in the G Code, embedded in my blood
We don’t talk to police, we don’t make a peace bond
We don’t trust in the judicial system, we shoot guns
We rely on the streets we do battle in the hood
I was born in the G Code, embedded in my blood

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Unkle: Eye 4 An Eye

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Even now in heaven there were angels carrying savage weapons

An eye for an eye
A tooth for a tooth

Run, run, run, but you sure can’t hide

An eye for an eye
A tooth for a tooth

Run, run, run, but you sure can’t hide

Does our rule benefit the earth?
Does it help the grass to grow? The sun to shine?
Is this darkness in you too?
Have you passed through this Night?

Run, run, run, but you sure can’t hide

Where you’re going you’re not coming back from

Run, run, run, but you sure can’t hide

An eye for an eye
A tooth for a tooth

Run, run, run, but you sure can’t hide

An eye for an eye
A tooth for a tooth

Run, run, run, but you sure can’t hide

This great Evil…
Where’s it coming from?
How’d it steal into the world?
Who’s doing this?
Who’s killing us?
Mocking us with the sight of what we might have known

Run, run, run…
Run, run, run…

An eye for an eye…
A tooth for a tooth…
Run, run, run, but you sure can’t hide

An eye for an eye…
A tooth for a tooth…
Run, run, run, but you sure can’t hide

(An eye for an eye…)
Are you righteous?
(A tooth for a tooth…)
Kind?
(Run, run, run but you sure can’t hide…)
Does your confidence lie in this?
(An eye for an eye…)
Are you loved by all?
(A tooth for a tooth…)
Do you imagine your sufferings would be less
(Run, run, run, but you sure can’t hide…)
Because you loved goodness and truth?

An eye for an eye…
A tooth for a tooth…
Run, run, run, but you sure can’t hide…
Run, run, run, but you sure can’t hide…

What are you to me?

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Rufus Wainwright: Hallelujah

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I heard there was a secret chord
That David played and it pleased the Lord
But you don’t really care for music, do you?
It goes like this, the fourth, the fifth, the minor fall, the major lift, the baffled king composing Hallelujah

Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelu—-jah

Your faith was strong but you needed proof, you saw her bathing on the roof, her beauty in the moonlight overthrew you
She tied you to a kitchen chair, she broke your throne, she cut your hair, and from your lips she drew the Hallelujah

Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelu—-jah

Maybe I have been here before, I know this room; I have walked this floor, I used to live alone before I knew you
I’ve seen your flag on the marble arch, love is not a victory march, it’s a cold and its a broken Hallelujah

Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelu—-jah

There was a time you let me know whats really going on below, but now you never show it to me, do you? (and)
Remember when I moved in you; the holy dark was moving too, and every breath we drew was Hallelujah

Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelu—-jah

Maybe there’s a God above, and all I ever learned from love was how to shoot at someone who outdrew you
And its not a cry you can hear at night, its not somebody who’s seen the light, its a cold and its a broken Hallelujah

Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelu–jah

Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelu—u—jah

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