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18-11-2007, 23:11
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The Only Difference Between Martyrdom And Suicide Sit tight, I'm gonna need you to keep time Come on just snap, snap, snap your fingers for me Good, good now we're making some progress Come on just tap, tap, tap your toes to the beat And I believe this may call for a proper introduction, and well Don't you see, I'm the narrator, and this is just the prologue? Swear to shake it up, if you swear to listen Oh, we're still so young, desperate for attention I aim to be, your eyes, trophy boys, trophy wives Swear to shake it up, and you swear to listen Oh, we're still so young, desperate for attention I aim to be, your eyes, trophy boys, trophy wives Applause, applause, no wait wait Dear studio audience, I've an announcement to make: It seems the artists these days are not who you think So we'll pick back up on that on another page And I believe this may call for a proper introduction, and well Don't you see, I'm the narrator and this is just the prologue Swear to shake it up, if you swear to listen Oh, we're still so young, desperate for attention I aim to be, your eyes, trophy boys, trophy wives Swear to shake it up, and you swear to listen Oh, we're still so young, desperate for attention I aim to be, your eyes, trophy boys, trophy wives Swear to shake it up, you swear to listen Swear to shake it up, you swear to listen Swear to shake it up, you swear to listen Swear to shake it up, swear to shake it up Swear to shake it up, if you swear to listen Oh, we're still so young, desperate for attention I aim to be, your eyes, trophy boys, trophy wives Swear to shake it up, and you swear to listen Oh, we're still so young, desperate for attention I aim to be, your eyes Nails For Breakfast, Tacks For Snacks Watch your mouth Oh, oh, oh Because your speech is slurred enough That you just might swallow your tongue I'm sure you'd want, want to give up the ghost With just a little more poise than that Or was it God who chokes In these situations, running late? No, no, he called in Or was it God who chokes In these situations, running late? No, no, he called in The hospice is A relaxing weekend getaway Where you're a cut above all the rest Sick and sad patients On first name basis with all the top physicians Prescribed pills To offset the shakes To offset the pills You know you should take It a day at a time That's when you stu-stu-stutter something profound To the support on the line And with the way you've been talking Every word gets you a step closer to hell That's when you stu-stu-stutter something profound To the support on the line And with the way you've been talking Every word gets you a step closer to hell Prescribed pills To offset the shakes To offset the pills You know you should take It a day at a time Prescribed pills To offset the shakes To offset the pills You know you should take It a day at a time I am Alone in this bed, house, and head And she never fixes this But at least she... I am Alone, in this bedroom She never fixes this But at least she... Prescribed pills To offset the shakes To offset the pills You know you should take It a day at a time Prescribed pills To offset the shakes To offset the pills You know you should take It a day at a time The hospice is A relaxing weekend getaway Where you're a cut above all the rest Sick and sad patients On first name basis with all the top physicians Camisado The I.V. and your hospital bed This was no accident This was a therapeutic chain of events This is the scent of dead skin on a linoleum floor This is the scent of quarantine wings in a hospital And it's not so pleasant And it's not so conventional And it sure as hell ain't normal But we deal, we deal The anesthetic never set in and I'm wondering where The apathy and urgency is that I thought I phoned in No it's not so pleasant. And it's not so conventional And it sure as hell ain't normal But we deal, we deal Just sit back, just sit back Just sit back and relax Just sit back, just sit back Just sit back and relapse Again Can't take the kid from the fight take the fight from the kid Sit back, relax Sit back, relapse again Can't take the kid from the fight take the fight from the kid Just sit back, just sit back You're a regular decorated emergency You're a regular decorated emergency This is the scent of dead skin on a linoleum floor This is the scent of quarantine wings in a hospital And it's not so pleasant. And it's not so conventional And it sure as hell ain't normal But we deal, we deal The anesthetic never set in and I'm wondering where The apathy and urgency is that I thought I phoned in No it's not so pleasant. And it's not so conventional And it sure as hell ain't normal But we deal, we deal Can't take the kid from the fight take the fight from the kid Sit back, relax Sit back, relapse again Can't take the kid from the fight take the fight from the kid Just sit back, just sit back Sit back, sit back, relax, relapse Sit back, sit back, bababada You can take the kid out of the fight You're a regular decorated emergency The bruises and contusions will remind me what you did when you wake You've earned a place atop the ICU's hall of fame The camera caught you causing a commotion on the gurney again You're a regular decorated emergency The bruises and contusions will remind me what you did when you wake You've earned a place atop the ICU's hall of fame The camera caught you causing a commotion on the gurney again Can't take the kid from the fight take the fight from the kid Sit back, relax Sit back, relapse again Can't take the kid from the fight take the fight from the kid Just sit back, just sit back Sit back, sit back, relax, relapse Sit back, sit back, bababada You can take the kid out of the fight The I.V. and your hospital bed This was no accident This was a therapeutic chain of events |
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18-11-2007, 23:12
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Реєстрація: Sep 2006
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Time To Dance
Well, she's not bleeding on the ballroom floor Just for the attention. Cause that's just ridiculously on. Well, she sure is going to get it Here's the setting Fashion magazines line the walls now The walls line the bullet holes Have some composure And where is your posture? Oh, no, no! You're pulling the trigger Pulling the trigger All wrong [x2] Give me envy, give me malice, give me your attention Give me envy, give me malice, baby, give me a break! When I say "Shotgun", you say "Wedding" "Shotgun", "Wedding", "Shotgun", "Wedding" She didn't choose this role But she'll play it and make it sincere So you cry, you cry (Give me a break) But they believe it from the tears And the teeth right down to the blood At her feet Boys will be boys Hiding in estrogen and wearing Aubergine dreams (Give me a break) Have some composure And where is your posture? Oh, no, no! You're pulling the trigger Pulling the trigger All wrong [x2] Come on this is screaming "Photo op." op... Come on Come on This is screaming This is screaming This is screaming "Photo op." Boys will be boys, baby Boys will be boys Boys will be boys, baby Boys will be boys Give me envy, give me malice, give me your attention Give me envy, give me malice, baby, give me a break! When I say "Shotgun", you say "Wedding" "Shotgun", "Wedding", "Shotgun", "Wedding" Boys will be boys Hiding in estrogen and boys will be boys Boys will be boys Hiding in estrogen and wearing Aubergine dreams But It's Better If You Do Lyrics Now I'm of consenting age to be forgetting you in a cabaret. Somewhere downtown where a burlesque queen may even ask my name As she sheds her skin on stage I'm seated and sweating to a dance song on the club's P.A. The strip joint veteran sits two away Smirking between dignified sips of his dignified peach and lime daiquiri And isn't this exactly where you'd like me I'm exactly where you'd like me, you know Praying for love in a lap dance and paying in naivety Oh, and isn't this exactly where you'd like me I'm exactly where you'd like me, you know Praying for love in a lap dance and paying in naivety Oh, but I'm afraid that I Well, I may of faked it And I wouldn't be caught dead in this place Well, I'm afraid that I Well, that's right, that I may have faked it And I wouldn't be caught dead in this place And isn't this exactly where you'd like me I'm exactly where you'd like me, you know Praying for love in a lap dance and paying in naivety Oh, and isn't this exactly where you'd like me I'm exactly where you'd like me, you know Praying for love in a lap dance and paying in naivety Well, I'm afraid that I Well, I may of faked it And I wouldn't be caught dead in this place Well, I'm afraid that I Well, that's right, well I may have faked it And I wouldn't be caught dead in this place And isn't this exactly where you'd like me I'm exactly where you'd like me, you know Praying for love in a lap dance and paying in naivety Oh, and isn't this exactly where you'd like me I'm exactly where you'd like me, you know Praying for love in a lap dance and paying in naivety Praying for love and paying in naivety Praying for love and paying in naivety, oh I Constantly Thank God For Esteban Give us this day our daily dose of faux affliction Forgive our sins Forged at the pulpit with forked tongues selling faux sermons. Because I am a new wave gospel sharp, and you'll be thy witness So gentlemen, if you are going to preach then for God sakes preach with conviction! Strike up the band! Whoa-oh, the conductor is beckoning Come congregation, and let's sing it like you mean it No. Don't you get it, don't you get it? Now don't you move. Strike up the band! Whoa-oh, the conductor is beckoning Come congregation, and let's sing it like you mean it No. Don't you get it, don't you get it? Now don't you move. Just stay where I can see you. Douse the lights! We sure are in for a show tonight In this little number we are graced by two displays of character, We've got: the gunslinger extraordinaire walking contradictions And I for one can see no blood from the hearts and the wrists you allegedly slit And I for one wont stand for this if this scene were a parish you'd all be condemned. Strike up the band! Whoa-oh, the conductor is beckoning Come congregation, and let's sing it like you mean it No. Don't you get it, don't you get it? Now don't you move. Strike up the band! Whoa-oh, the conductor is beckoning Come congregation, and let's sing it like you mean it No. Don't you get it, don't you get it? Now don't you, don't you move. Just stay where I can see you Douse the lights! We sure are in for a show tonight Just stay where I can see you Douse the lights! We sure are in for a show tonight Stay where I can see you Douse the lights! Strike up the band! Whoa-oh, the conductor is beckoning Come congregation, and let's sing it like you mean it No. Don't you get it, don't you get it? Now don't you move. Strike up the band! Whoa-oh, the conductor is beckoning Come congregation, and let's sing it like you mean it No. Don't you get it, don't you get it? Now don't you move. Don't you move Don't you move Strike up the band! |
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18-11-2007, 23:13
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Реєстрація: Sep 2006
Повідомлення: 206
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There's A Good Reason These Tables Are
Please, leave all overcoats, canes and top hats with the doorman. And from that moment, you'll be out of place and underdressed. I'm wrecking this evening already and loving every minute of it. Ruining this banquet for the mildly inspiring and... Please, leave all overcoats, canes and top hats with the doorman. And from that moment, you'll be out of place and underdressed. I'm wrecking this evening already and loving every minute of it. Ruining this banquet for the mildly inspiring and... When you're in black slacks with accentuating, off-white, pinstripes Whoa, everything goes according to plan. I am the new cancer, never looked better, you can't stand it. Because you say so under your breath. You're reading lips "When did he get at all confident?" Haven't you heard that I'm the new cancer? Never looked better, and you can't stand it Next is a trip to the, the ladies room in vain, and I bet you just can't keep up (keep up) with these fashionistas, and Tonight, tonight you are, you are a whispering campaign. I bet to them your name is "Cheap", I bet to them you look like shit. Talk to the mirror, choke back tears. And keep telling yourself that "I'm a diva!" Oh and the smokes in that cigarette box on the table, they just so happen to be laced with nitroglycerin. I am the new cancer, never looked better, you can't stand it. Because you say so under your breath. You're reading lips "When did he get at all confident?" Haven't you heard that I'm the new cancer? Never looked better, and you can't stand it Haven't you heard that I'm the new cancer? I've never looked better, and you can't stand it Haven't you heard that I'm the new cancer? I've never looked better, and you can't stand it And I know, and I know, it just doesn't feel like a night out with no one sizing you up. I've never been so surreptitious, so of course you'll be distracted when I spike the punch. And I know, and I know, it just doesn't feel like a night out with no one sizing you up. I've never been so surreptitious, so of course you'll be distracted when I spike the punch. And I know, and I know, it just doesn't feel like a night out with no one sizing you up. I've never been so surreptitious, so of course you'll be distracted when I spike the punch. Build God, Then We'll Talk It's these substandard motels on the (lalalalala) corner of 4th and Freemont Street. Appealing, only because they are just that un-appealing Any practiced catholic would cross themselves upon entering. The rooms have a hint of asbestos and maybe a just dash of formaldehyde, And the habit of decomposing right before your very (lalalala) eyes. Along with the people inside What a wonderful caricature of intimacy Inside, what a wonderful caricature of intimacy Tonight tenants range from: a lawyer and a virgin Accessorizing with a rosary tucked inside her lingerie She's getting a job at the firm come Monday. The Mrs. will stay with the cheating attorney moonlighting aside, she really needs his money. Oh. What a wonderful caricature of intimacy. Yeah (Yeah) And not to mention, the constable, and his proposition, for that "virgin" Yes, the one the lawyer met with on "strictly business" as he said to the Mrs. only hours before. Well after he had left, as she was fixing her face in a compact. There was a terrible crash (There was a terrible crash) Between her and the badge She spilled her purse and her bag, and held a "purse" of a different kind. Along with the people inside What a wonderful caricature of intimacy Inside, what a wonderful caricature of intimacy There are no raindrops on roses or girls in white dresses. It's sleeping with roaches and taking the shits off the sheets before all the stains can not be more of your least favorite thing. Raindrops on roses and girls in white dresses And sleeping with roaches and taking best guesses At the shade of the sheets before all the stains And a few more of your least favorite things. Inside, what a wonderful caricature of intimacy Inside, what a wonderful caricature of intimacy Raindrops on roses and girls in white dresses And sleeping with roaches and taking best guesses At the shade of the sheets before all the stains And a few more of your least favorite things. Raindrops on roses and girls in white dresses And sleeping with roaches and taking best guesses At the shade of the sheets before all the stains And a few more of your least favorite things. London Beckond Songs About Money Written Stop stalling, make a name for yourself. Boy you better put that pen to paper and charm your way out. If you talk you better walk you better back your shit up With more than good hooks while you're all under the gun Start talking "a sensationalist" Oh he's slightly clever to just a certain extent If you talk you better walk you better keep your mouth shut With more than good hooks while you're all under the gun (Panic!: meet the press) It's time for us to take a chance It's time for us to take a chance (Panic!: meet the press) It's time for us to take a chance It's time for us... Well we're just a wet dream for the webzines, Make us it, make us hip, make us scene Or shrug us off your shoulders Don't approve a single word that we wrote Well we're just a wet dream for the webzines, Make us it, make us hip, make us scene Or shrug us off your shoulders Don't approve a single word that we wrote I'm burning and I'm blacking my lungs Boy you know it feels good with fire back on your tongue If you talk you better walk you better back your shit up With more than good hooks while you're all under the gun Start talking "a sensationalist" Oh he's slightly clever to just a certain extent Well keep quiet let us sing like the doves Then decide if it's done with purpose or lack thereof. Just for the record, The weather today is slightly sarcastic with a good chance of: A. Indifference or B. Disinterest in what the critics say It's time for us to take a chance It's time for us... Well we're just a wet dream for the webzines, Make us it, make us hip, make us scene Or shrug us off your shoulders Don't approve a single word that we wrote Well we're just a wet dream for the webzines, Make us it, make us hip, make us scene Or shrug us off your shoulders Don't approve a single word that we wrote Just for the record, The weather today is slightly sarcastic with a good chance of: A. Indifference or B. Disinterest in what the critics say Well we're just a wet dream for the webzines, Make us it, make us hip, make us scene Or shrug us off your shoulders Don't approve a single word that we wrote Well we're just a wet dream for the webzines, Make us it, make us hip, make us scene Or shrug us off your shoulders Don't approve a single word that we wrote Just for the record, The weather today is slightly sarcastic with a good chance of: A. Indifference or B. Disinterest in what the critics say |
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18-11-2007, 23:16
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Гигант мысли
Реєстрація: May 2006
Повідомлення: 865
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18-11-2007, 23:22
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goddamn this dusty room this hazy afternoon i'm breathing in the silence like never before this feeling that i get this one last cigarette as i lay awake and wait for you to come through that door oh maybe, maybe, maybe i can share it with you i behave i behave i behave so i can share it with you you are not alone dear loneliness you forgot but i remember this so stranger, stranger, stranger things have happened i know i'm not alone dear loneliness i forgot that i remember this so stranger, stranger, stranger things have happened i know, oh ohh, oh ohhh you'll dream about somewhere, a smoke will fill the air as i lay awake and wait for you to walk out that door i can change, i can change, i can change but who you want me to be? i'm the same, i'm the same, i'm the same, what do you want me to be? you are not alone dear loneliness you forgot but i remember this so stranger, stranger, stranger things have happened i know oh ohh, oh ohh i'm not alone dear loneliness i forgot that i remember this you're not alone dear loneliness you forgot but i remember this oh stranger, stranger, stranger things have happened i know i'm not alone dear loneliness i forgot that i remember this oh stranger, stranger, stranger things have happened i know oh ohh, oh ohh, oh ohhh |
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18-11-2007, 23:25
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19-11-2007, 14:14
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Реєстрація: Nov 2007
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Самая новая и кульная псеня Кипелова - Монолог
И снова бежать По лезвию бритвы, Словно загнанный зверь, Не считая потерь, И вновь рисковать собой! Может лучше лежать Тенью забытой. На горячем песке От страстей вдалеке, Где царит тишина и вечной покой? ПРИПЕВ: Пусть пророчит мне Ветер северный беду Я пройду и через это, Но себе не изменю Ветер, бей сильней! Раздувай огонь в крови Дух мятежный, непокорный, Дай мне знать, что впереди? Что ждёт впереди! Расколатый мир Безразличием наполнен! Потревоженный прах Священных могил Лег на покров зимы. Звёзды старых знамён Хищным птицам неровня Немотой тысяч глаз дирижирует страх Перемены цветов и новой войны. ПРИПЕВ: Пусть пророчит мне Ветер северный беду Я пройду и через это Но себе не изменю Ветер, бей сильней! Раздувай огонь в крови Дух мятежный, непокорный, Дай мне знать, что впереди? Что ждёт впереди! СОЛО Отравлена сталь, Но не сыграна пьеса. Время крадёт каждый мой шаг И предаёт... меня Быть или нет? Я не знаю ответа! Но я знаю одно: Никому не дано Дрессированным псом сделать меня! ПРИПЕВ: Пусть пророчит мне Ветер северный беду Я пройду и через это Но себе не изменю Ветер, бей сильней! Раздувай огонь в крови Дух мятежный, непокорный, Дай мне знать, что впереди? Что ждёт впереди! |
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21-11-2007, 21:41
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Реєстрація: Dec 2006
Повідомлення: 105
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Он обернулся - простой такой
И белозубый, и не знакомый. Пригладил волосы рукой, Пока еще не сведен оскомой. Добрый-добрый рот его Нежной-нежной щетиной рыжей Касался. Пусть бы был никто! Прощай, прощай родной бесстыжий. Жизнь била-била так, Жизнь грела - спалила. Гагарин! Я вас любила, о ла-ла-ла-лай. Гагарин! Я вас любила, о ла-ла-ла-лай. Гагарин! Я вас любила, о ла-ла-ла-лай. Гагарин! Я вас любила, о... Не знал он после как долго я Была осколком его деталей. И в спину била его струя, И жал он молча свои педали. Больно-больно потом упал, Расшибился. Из под обломков Извлек себя и начертал По фюзеляжу1 златой иголкой. Жизнь била-била так, Жизнь грела - спалила. Гагарин! Я вас любила, о ла-ла-ла-лай. Гагарин! Я вас любила, о ла-ла-ла-лай. Гагарин! Я вас любила, о ла-ла-ла-лай. Гагарин! Я вас любила, о... Как будто правда что млечный путь Господь спустил ему на лампасы2. Его погоны горят как ртуть, Он так прекрасен, что нас колбасит. Белым светом наполнен он, Добрый славный себе смеется. Его душа как полигон, Ему светло и ей поется. Жизнь била-била так, Жизнь грела - спалила. Гагарин! Я вас любила, о ла-ла-ла-лай. Гагарин! Я вас любила, о ла-ла-ла-лай. Гагарин! Я вас любила, о ла-ла-ла-лай. Гагарин! Я вас любила, о...
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22-11-2007, 00:47
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Реєстрація: Aug 2007
Адреса: La Casa Blanca...)
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ПОМОЖІТЬ чим можете.
Терміно потрібні слова з пісеньки гурту "No doubt"-"Don't speak"
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22-11-2007, 00:49
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Фанат
Реєстрація: Nov 2004
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We used to be together Every day together always I really feel That I'm losing my best friend I can't believe This could be the end It looks as though you're letting go And if it's real, Well I don't want to know Don't speak I know just what you're saying So please stop explaining Don't tell me 'cause it hurts Don't speak I know what you're thinking I don't need your reasons Don't tell me 'cause it hurts Our memories They can be inviting But some are altogether Mighty frightening As we die, both you and I With my head in my hands I sit and cry Don't speak I know just what you're saying So please stop explaining Don't tell me 'cause it hurts no no no Don't speak I know what you're thinking And I don't need your reasons Don't tell me 'cause it hurts It's all ending, I gotta stop pretending who we are... You and me I can see us dying... are we? Don't speak I know just what you're saying So please stop explaining Don't tell me 'cause it hurts no no Don't speak I know what you're thinking And I don't need your reasons Don't tell me 'cause it hurts Don't tell me 'cause it hurts I know what you're saying So please stop explaining Don't speak don't speak don't speak No I know what you're thinking And I don't need your reasons I know you good I know you good I know you real good oh La la la la la la la la la Don't don't ooh ooh Hush hush darling Hush hush darling Hush hush don't tell me 'cause it hurts Hush hush darling Hush hush darling Hush hush don't tell me 'cause it hurts |
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