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11/01/2005 18:42 | |
tutto oggi che c'ho in testa 'sta frase dei Ballboy
(piccola band di Edimburgo , una delle ultime scoperte del compianto John Peel)
all the records on the radio are shite....
grossa verità
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12/01/2005 00:41 | |
a parte "(Don't Call Me) Harp" degli Stiff Little Fingers che mi gira per le casse adesso...al periodo si addice "Screamager" dei Therapy? (ma quanto cacchio son bravi sti irlandesi)...quel poco che ho capito dalla canzone a orecchio mi gira in testa da tanto:
"your beauty makes me feel alone
i look inside but noone's home
screw that, forget about that, i don't wanna think about anything like that
screw that, forget about that, i don't wanna know about anything like that
i got nothing to do but hang around and get screwed up on you"
bella la frase fergus...approvo _________________________________
Tusi, mi no' digo niente, ma gnanca no' taso! Ne la vita pubblica, come nel rugby, ghe xe momenti tragici e altri, peggio ancora, seri: in quei momenti, trovar la forsa per xogar! In campo!
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12/01/2005 16:21 | |
"Listen Johnny; you're like a mother
To the girl you've fallen for,
And you're still falling.
Listen Johnny;
You're like a mother to the girl you've fallen for,
And you're still falling,
And if they come tonight
You'll roll up tight and take whatever's coming to you next."
Belle and Sebastian "Slow Graffiti"
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"Last night I nearly died,
But I woke up just in time".
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13/01/2005 18:56 | |
"The girl who works in the record shop
she says that I am not avant guarde enough
so what, she only works in a record shop
and I don't give a fuck what she says or she thinks about me"
Ballboy
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"Last night I nearly died,
But I woke up just in time".
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13/01/2005 20:53 | |
"Uninvited feelings, they come without a warning and stay too long..."
SOCIAL DISTORTION - Cold Feelings _________________________________
Tusi, mi no' digo niente, ma gnanca no' taso! Ne la vita pubblica, come nel rugby, ghe xe momenti tragici e altri, peggio ancora, seri: in quei momenti, trovar la forsa per xogar! In campo!
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13/01/2005 20:59 | |
Everybody hates an emergency case ah ha
Everybody hates an emergency case ah ha
Cos who disgraces - emergency cases
Cos when you say we're gone we still hang on ah ha
Cos when you say we're gone we still hang on ah ha
Cos 9 9 9's a waste of time
undertones ***** ** *******, **** *** *******?
COPYCORNER BS
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17/01/2005 10:46 | |
I wanna kiss you every minute, every hour, every day
You got me in a spin but everythin' is A.OK!
Touching you, touching me
touching you, god you're touching me
I believe in a thing called love
Just listen to the rhythm of my heart
There's a chance we could make it now
We'll be rocking 'til the sun goes down
I believe in a thing called love
The Darkness
uno dei pezzi più suonati nei peggiori pub di Edimburgo
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"Last night I nearly died,
But I woke up just in time".
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26/01/2005 09:28 | |
WELL I WONDER
The Smiths
Well I wonder
Do you hear me when you sleep ?
I hoarsely cry
Why ...
Well I wonder
Do you see me when we pass ?
I half die ...
Why ...
Please keep me in mind
Please keep me in mind
Gasping - but somehow still alive
This is the fierce last stand of all I am
Gasping - dying - but somehow still alive
This is the final stand of all I am
Please keep me in mind
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"Last night I nearly died,
But I woke up just in time".
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26/01/2005 09:33 | |
Thank God I'm a country boy THANK GOD, I'M A COUNTRY BOY
John Denver
- words and music by John Martin Summers
Well, life on the farm is kinda laid back
Ain't much an old country boy like me can't hack
It's early to rise, early in the sack
Thank God, I'm A Country Boy
Well a simple kinda life never did me no harm
A raisin' me a family and workin' on a farm
My days are all filled with an easy country charm
Thank God I'm a country boy
When the work's all done and the sun's settin' low
I pull out my fiddle and I rosin' up the bow
The kids are asleep so I keep it kinda low
Thank God I'm a country boy
I'd play "Sally Goodin'" all day if I could
But the Lord and my wife wouldn't take it very good
So I fiddle when I can, work when I should
Thank God, I'm a country boy
Well, I got me a fine wife, I got me old fiddle
When the sun's comin' up I got cakes on the griddle
Life ain't nothin' but a funny, funny riddle
Thank God I'm A country boy
Well I wouldn't trade my life for diamonds or jewels
I never was one of them money hungry fools
I'd rather have my fiddle and my farmin' tools
Thank God I'm a country boy
Yeah, city folk drivin' in a black limousine
A lotta sad people thinkin' that's a mighty keen
Son, let me tell ya now exactly what I mean
I thank God I'm a country boy
Well, I got me a fine wife, I got me old fiddle
When the sun's comin' up I got cakes on the griddle
Life ain't nothin' but a funny, funny riddle
Thank God I'm a country boy
Well, my fiddle was my daddy's til the day he died
And he took me by the hand and held me close to his side
He said...'Live a good life and play my fiddle with pride
And thank God you're a country boy"
My daddy taught me young how to hunt and how to whittle
He taught me how to work and play a tune on the fiddle
Taught me how to love and how to give just a little
Thank God I'm a country boy
Well, I got me a fine wife, I got me old fiddle
When the sun's comin' up I got cakes on the griddle
Life ain't nothing but a funny, funny riddle
Thank God I'm a country boy
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Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep?
( Blade Runner - Philip K. Dick )
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26/01/2005 15:01 | |
Eins
Hier kommt die Sonne
Zwei
Hier kommt die Sonne
Drei
Sie ist der hellste Stern von allen
Vier
Hier kommt die Sonne
Sonne - Rammstein ______________________________________________
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26/01/2005 19:37 | |
Mull of Kintyre, written by Brian Frederick and Paul McCartney, vocals by Dallas Smith
Mull of Kintyre, oh mist rolling in from the sea
My desire, is always to be here
Oh Mull of Kintyre
Far have I traveled and much have I seen
Darkest of mountains with valleys of green
Vast painted deserts, the sunsets on fire
As he carries me home to the Mull of Kintyre
Mull of Kintyre, oh mist rolling in from the sea
My desire, is always to be here
Oh Mull of Kintyre
Sweep through the heather, like deer in the Glen
Carry me back to the days I knew then
Nights when we sang like a heavenly choir
Of the life and the times of the Mull of Kintyre
Mull of Kintyre, oh mist rolling in from the sea
My desire, is always to be here
Oh Mull of Kintyre
Smiles in the sunshine and tears in the rain
Still take me back where my memories remain
Flickering embers grow higher and high
As they carry me back to the Mull of Kintyre
Mull of Kintyre, oh mist rolling in from the sea
My desire, is always to be here
Oh Mull of Kintyre
Altogether now!!! ----------------------------------------------------
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02/02/2005 14:58 | |
When I was going over
the Cork and Kerry Mountains...
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"Take me home to Mayo,
across the Irish sea
Home to dear old Mayo,
where once I roamed so free" |
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10/02/2005 15:16 | |
"The SKA, the SKA, the SKA.........of Free Jamaica"
Trojan box vol II _______________________________
"Last night I nearly died,
But I woke up just in time".
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10/02/2005 16:01 | |
il mio tormentone di oggi!!
...ti sei fatto il palazzo sul jumbo,
noi invece corriamo sempre appresso all'ambo,
ambo terno tombola e cinquina...
se vinco mi danno un litro di... benzina..
spendi spandi spandi spendi effendi..lailàààààà!!!!
spider coupè gitti alfetta
a duecento c'è sempre una donna che t'aspetta,
sdraiata sul cofano all'autosalone
che ti dice prendimi maschiaccio libidinoso....coglione...!!
spendi spandi spandi spendi effendi lailààààà!!
.."Spendi spandi effendi" da Aida (1977)..logicamente Rino! |
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10/02/2005 21:14 | |
Nel delirio post-esame solo questo può essere il tormentone odierno!
New School Dropouts - Tragic Dub... good vibes making they way to yous!
I left you in the rain
I'm trying to say I'm sorry for this.
I left you in such pain
And now they say police are coming after me.
I hurt you and your soul
It's something I regret, circumstancial chance,
I hope to see you one day, one day.
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11/02/2005 01:01 | |
"And I've cried for all your troubles
Smiled at your funny little ways" _________________________________
Tusi, mi no' digo niente, ma gnanca no' taso! Ne la vita pubblica, come nel rugby, ghe xe momenti tragici e altri, peggio ancora, seri: in quei momenti, trovar la forsa per xogar! In campo!
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14/02/2005 10:26 | |
La Crus (1997) > Come Ogni Volta
Sei le sbarre al mio silenzio
Sei il nemico andato via
Mille volte l'unica poesia
Sei la cella e il prigioniero
L'illusione che cadrà
Mille volte l'unica realtà
Tu sei l'alito che guida
Le mie dita su di te, sei il respiro dentro ai miei
Perché
Sei la prossima parola
Sei la voce calma che
Dà la forza a tutti i miei
Perché
Tu sei l'inverno in fondo al cuore
Sei l'estate che non c'è
Tu sei la via che passa dentro me.
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"Last night I nearly died,
But I woke up just in time".
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15/02/2005 11:16 | |
Lei: una rossa risata irlandese Architetture Lontane
Avvenne per caso in una
Stradina moderna sotto la pioggia
Gli ombrelli che fanno zum -zum - zum
E l’ universo fa bum - bum - bum
Lui: una canzone francese
Lei: una rossa risata irlandese
Piovvero languidi giorni
Piovvero languidi giorni…
Sì ma io dov’ero andato
Tutto mi sarei guardato
E ne avrei scritto anche meglio di così
…
Lui era un loden portato da una
Dolcezza senza rimpianti
Da studi classici ardenti,
La pipa morsa tra i denti…
Lei era un cavallo, un gatto, un’ondata
Di mare nordico al sole,
Vestita come uno vuole,
Vestita come uno vuole…
(…)
Due belle gambe, lei e un po’ di
Fumo azzurro, lui…
Col permesso degli dei…
Gli dei dei bei sonni…
Gli dei dei begli anni,
Gli dei dell’ amore rosso,
Del fuoco nelle sottane, architetture lontane…
(…)
La vecchia canzone francese
Contro una rossa risata irlandese
Gli ombrelli che fanno zum -zum - zum
E l’ universo fa bum - bum - bum
Sean
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Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep?
( Blade Runner - Philip K. Dick )
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15/02/2005 15:21 | |
...this love is like a drop in the ocean,
this love is like a drop in the ocean...
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15/02/2005 15:30 | |
Words like violence
Break the silence
Come crashing in
Into my little world
Painful to me
Pierce right through me
Can't you understand
Oh my little girl
All I ever wanted
All I ever needed
Is here in my arms
Words are very unnecessary
They can only do harm
i Depeche Mode sono assolutamente dei grandi....
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15/02/2005 15:47 | |
You own the money,
You control the witness.
I'll leave you lonely.
Don't monkey with my business.
You pay the prophets to justify your reasons.
I heard your promise,but I don't believe it.
That's why I've done it again. No-no-Notoooooorious.
Qualcuno mi salvi! ______________________________________________
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15/02/2005 15:59 | |
grandi i Duran Duran!! li ho visti qui a Dublino
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15/02/2005 16:37 | |
Panic Lyrics - The Smiths
Panic on the streets of london
Panic on the streets of birmingham
I wonder to myself
Could life ever be sane again ?
The leeds side-streets that you slip down
I wonder to myself
Hopes may rise on the grasmere
But honey pie, you’re not safe here
So you run down
To the safety of the town
But there’s panic on the streets of carlisle
Dublin, dundee, humberside
I wonder to myself
Burn down the disco
Hang the blessed dj
Because the music that they constantly play
It says nothing to me about my life
Hang the blessed dj
Because the music they constantly play
On the leeds side-streets that you slip down
Or provincial towns you jog ’round
Hang the dj, hang the dj, hang the dj
Hang the dj, hang the dj, hang the dj
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15/02/2005 18:46 | |
ti adoro moris...stupenda sta canzone _________________________________
Tusi, mi no' digo niente, ma gnanca no' taso! Ne la vita pubblica, come nel rugby, ghe xe momenti tragici e altri, peggio ancora, seri: in quei momenti, trovar la forsa per xogar! In campo!
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17/02/2005 17:56 | |
Scritto da: Corcaigh 15/02/2005 15.21
...this love is like a drop in the ocean,
this love is like a drop in the ocean...
GRANDE GRANDE GRANDE CORCAIGH.. GRANDE depression per me però...non posso pensare agli U2 e al concerto a cui NON potrò assistere....CHE NERVOSOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO ..
YAHWEEEEEH....YAHWEEEEHHH...STILL I'M WAITING FOR THE DAWN ....
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