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December 15, 2002
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Låt: MOTA
Artist: The Offspring
Album: Ixnay on The hombre
Mota!
Everyday, well it's the same
That bong that's on the table starts to call
My name
I take a hit and zone out again
I'll be paranoid and hungry by a quarter to ten
Watching reruns on my TV
I'm laughing off my ass at Three's Company
I don't know if I'm understood
Buy hearing Jimmy Buffett never sounded so good
Your memory's gone and so is your life (your life)
Mota Boy
But losing out just never felt so right
Your enemy's you and so is your life (your life)
Mota Boy
But losing out might feel okay all night
Mota!
I'm driving down to the barrio
Going 15 miles an hour cause I'm already stoned
Give the guy a twenty and wait in the car
He tosses me a baggie then he runs real far
I take a hit but it smells like a clove
Oh fuck I got a baggie of oregano
This ritual is destroying me
But I guess it could be worse
It could be methedrine
Your memory's gone and so is your life (your life)
Mota Boy
But losing out just never felt so right
Your enemy's you and your couch is your life
(Your Life)
Mota Boy
But losing out might take
Losing out might take you all night
Mota!
Losing out might feel okay all night
Yeah losing out might feel okay all life
June 30, 2003
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Incident on the 57th street
Artist: Bruce Springsteen
Album: The Wild, The Innocent and the E Street Shuffle (1973)
Kan köpas: http://www.ginza.se
Spanish Johnny drove in from the underworld last night with bruised arms and broken rhythm and a beat-up old Buick
But dressed just like dynamite,
He tried sellin' his heart to the hard girls over on Easy Street,
But they said, "Johnny, it falls apart so easy and you know hearts these days are cheap."
And the pimps swung their axes and said, "Johnny, you're a cheater."
Well, the pimps swung their axes and said, "Johnny, you're a liar."
And from out of the shadows cam e a young girl's voice, said: "Johnny don't cry."
Puerto Rican Jane, oh won't you tell me what's your name.
I want to drive you down to the other side of town
Where paradise ain't so crowded and there'll be action goin' down on Shanty Lane tonight
All the golden heeled fairies in a real bitch-fight pull thirty-eights and
kiss their girls goodnight.
Goodnight, it's alright, Jane
Now let them black boys in to light the soul flame,
We may find it out on the street tonight, baby,
Or we may walk until the daylight, maybe.
Well, like a cool Romeo he made his moves, oh she looked so fine
Like a late Juliet she knew she'd never be true but then she really didn't
mind,
Upstairs a band was playin' and the singer was singin' something about going home,
She whispered, "Spanish Johnny, you can leave me tonight, but just don't leave me alone."
And Johnny cried, "Puerto Rican Jane, word is down the cops have found the vein."
Them bare foot boys left their homes for the woods
Them little barefoot street boys, they said their homes ain't no good,
They left the corners, threw away their switchblade knives and kissed each other goodbye.
Johnny was sittin' on the fire escape watchin' the kids playin' down the
street,
He called down, "Hey little heroes, summer's long but I guess it ain't very sweet around here anymore,
Janey sleeps in sheets damp with sweat, Johnny sits up alone and watches her dream on, dream on,
And the sister prays for lost souls then breaks down in the chapel after everyone's gone.
Jane moves over to share her pillow but opens her eyes to see Johnny up and putting his clothes on,
She says, "Those romantic young boys, all they ever want to do is fight,
Those romantic young boys, they're callin' through the window:
Hey, Spanish Johnny, you want to make a little easy money tonight?"
And Johnny whispered, "Goodnight, it's all tight Jane,
I'll meet you tomorrow night on Lover's Lane
We may find it out on the street tonight now baby
Or we may walk until the daylight, baby."
Goodnight, it's alright Jane, I'm gonna meet you tomorrow night on Lover's Lane,
We can find it out on the street tonight, baby,
Or we may walk until it's daylight, maybe.
September 13, 2002
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Låt: Blame It On GOD
Artist: Deicide
hemsida:här
3. Blame It On God
God is the reason we live in dismay
It is his will that this world's suffering
If we do not believe what you foretell
We can expect afterlife will be hell
You are the one who killed his own son
We are the ones you're blaming it on
Lust was created beginning with hymn
When we indulge we are guilty of sin
Torture our lives with confusion and lies
Mass contradiction, religious facades
BLAME IT ON GOD
BLAME IT ON GOD
BLAME IT ON GOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! LIAR
[Lead: Eric]
Lord of salvation keep looking away
It is your will that this world goes astray
Take us each day from this place you unworthed
Unfulfilled promise of heaven on earth
You are the one who killed your own son
We are the ones your hatred is on
Children are dying and this you're content
Where is your profit in what you have left
No intervention from angels above
god is the reason that Satan lives on
October 11, 2002
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Har lite olika texter som jag tycker är riktigt bra;
Grupp: Garbage
Låt: Medication
Text:
I dont need an education,
I learnt all I need from you,
They've got me on some medication,
My point of balance was askew
En annan bra:
Grupp: Smashing Pumpkins
Låt: Wound
Text:
There you are as you always were
In bathing light and naked blue
You're a part of me eternal one
By grand design and setting sun
If you wait I will wait
Taste I will taste
If you love I will love
Run I will run
To my last breath
Ytterligare en kort som har fastnat i huvudet på sistone:
Grupp: Cardigans
Låt: You´re the storm
Text:
I´m an angel bored like hell,
and you´re a devil meaning well.
Tack för mig. 
August 25, 2001
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Cardigans - Couldn't care less
oh, my heart can't carry much more
i'ts really really aching and sore
my heart don't care anymore
i really can't bear more
my hands don't work like before
i shiver and scrape at your door
my heart can't carry much more
but you couldn’t care less, could you?
your face don't look like before
its really not like yours anymore
your eyes don't like me no more
they quiver and they shift to the floor
my heart don't beat like before
it's never been this slow
no, my blood don't flow anymore
and you couldn’t care less, could you?
could we stop and sleep for a spell
we can turn this ditch into a well
and send that old devil back to hell
but we really don't care, do we?
baby, let's stop and sleep for a spell
we can turn this ditch into a well
and send that old devil back to hell
your back's not straight like before
you really shouldn't carry me no more
i'm much too heavy for you
i'm really quite a mess, yes,
we just don't care anymore
we're crooked and we're cut to the core
we're just not there anymore
but we really don't care, do we?
no, we couldn't care less
we couldn't care less, could we?
November 4, 2001
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Två låtar som hör ihop.
Grupp:pApA rOAch
Titel:Liquid Diet
Album:Old friends from young years
This time i came to get mine
I saw this cat running with his hand on his 9mm
He's got a small peter
Got 2 kids and a wife plus he beats her
Nod ya head as if my shit was the dog catcher
P-roach comin through sick
I'm gonna have to betcha my last dollar that you
Come on back
You getting weak in the knees while you
Smokin the cess
Oh yes
Word to god
I know his son is the best
He helps me out when i'm down or when i'm
Crazy ill stressed
I confess
I'm not as good as the rest
But i get down for my crown and i don't
Crack under stress
But i'll be careful though cause the girl is
Memorizing
She takes off her clothes
And her body is mad surprising
Slangin
Bangin
Her two breasts was firm and not hangin
Listen to this rhyme that i'm slangin
Hooked up with this girl
Her name is kelly
For really
The hip hop body and a piercing through her
Belly
I knew she was mine when i saw her
Working on the line
Servin pasta & salad and she's still lookin fine
But enough of that though
I give a shot out to happy
He's partying down and getting props in this
Rap
See cause i'm the type of cracker that'll get
Straight down to beat that you hear
It's the pee-roach sound
Abused with forks
Knives
Cut with razor blades
That shit is absurd
His temper's flaring
Now he's twice as mean
Now i am talking about this fool
Beats his wife thinks he's cool
She cries so hard
She's trembling
This time he beats her and he's twice as mean
Silence in her rage
She should recognize next time he is gone she
Should pack her bags and leave
Grupp:pApA rOAch
Titel:Revenge
Album:Infest
Remember the girl
Abused with forks, knives, and razor blades?
Remember the girl
Abused with forks, knives, and razor blades?
She finally left him
Had enough of her man's rage
Band-aids covered her scars she left him bloodied
Beat his ass with a bat
Face sunk in like silly putty
Y'all can sit back so I could study
Destruction of the family design
And how the morals of society decline
Essentially it’s beats to rhyme like grapes to wine
It's alright
We're in love
Can't live with
Or without
You see she can't live with him
And can't live without him
Stress got her down she need to deal with the problem
As the drama gets deeper
I puff on the reefer
Took the last step and sent his ass to the reaper
Chaos, is what she saw in the mirror
Scared of herself and the power that was in her
It took over
And weighed heavy on her shoulder
Militant insanity is now what controlled her
It's alright
We're in love
Can't live with
Or without
It's alright
We're in love
Can't live with
Or without
We’re in love
We’re in love
Kill it before it reaches you
Missiles won't work it's approaching the mainland
What if it reaches the metropolitan areas?
Cosmopolitan areas
Secure the lines and prepare for departure
Calm, calm, calm,
It is a, a big business
And seems to be
Advancing underground
Cuz my style is yo, is underground
I'm green
With my red eyes mad tint
Flea fly flo
Rapido, rapido
She feeds plentiful
Electrifying the nation
Electrifying the nation!
Don't you see that we’re in danger?
How will we stop it?
She is attacking
Don't you see that we are in danger?
How will we stop it?
She is attacking
Sucka!
Danger danger!
Sucka!
Danger danger!
Sucka!
Danger danger!
Sucka!
Danger danger!
Running out
We’re running out
(Running out of time)
Running out
We’re running out
(Running out of time)
Running out
We’re running out
(Running out of time)
Running out
We’re running out
It's alright
We're in love
Can't live with
Or without
February 1, 2003
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Eftersom heimdal var först med Blame it on god med Deicide så får jag ta någon annan favorit
Cannibal Corpse - Hammer smashed face från skivan Eaten back to life
There's something inside me
It's, it's coming out
I feel like killing you
Let loose the anger, held back too long
My blood runs cold
Through my anatomy, dwells another being
Rooted in my cortex, a servant to its bidding
Brutality now becomes my appetite
Violence is now a way of life
The sledge my tool to torture
As it pounds down on your forehead
Eyes bulging from their sockets
With every swing of my mallet
I smash your fucking head in, until brains seep in
through the cracks, blood does leak
distorted beauty, catastrophe
Steaming slop, splattered all over me
Lifeless body, slouching dead
Lecherous abcess, where you once had a head
Avoiding the prophecy of my new found lust
You will never live again, soon your life will end
I'll see you die at my feet, eternally I smash your face
facial bones collapse as I crack your skull in half
Crushing, cranial, contents
Draining the snot, I rip out the eyes
Squeezing them in my hands nerves are incised
Peeling the flesh off the bottom of my weapon
Involuntarily pulpifying facial regions
Suffer, and then you die
Torture, pulverized
At one with my sixth sense, I feel free
To kill as I please, no one can stop me
Created to kill, the carnage continues
Violently reshaping human facial tissue
Brutality becomes my appetite
Violence is now a way of life
The sledge my tool to torture
As it pounds down on your forehead
February 12, 2003
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Staind: Zoe Jane och So Far Away...
November 16, 2002
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Artist: Audioslave
Låt: Exploader
I met a man locked away
for things he hadn't done
Innocence on ball and chain
He'll never feel the sun
A grin on his face
Or roses in his hands
But when he smiled at me
I could understand
If you're free you'll never see the walls
If your head is clear you'll never free-fall
If you're right you'll never fear the wrong
If your head is high you'll never fear at all
There was a daughter of a man
Who took his life too young
She swore she'd never do the same
Then did just what he'd done
And a boy who's gone insane
Had voices in his head
No one knows what they say
Now his mother's dead
If you're free you'll never see the walls
If your head is clear you'll never free-fall
If you're right you'll never fear the wrong
If your head is high you'll never fear at all
There was a man who had a face
That looked a lot like me
I saw him in the mirror and
I fought him in the street
And when he turned away
I shot him in the head
Then I came to realize
I had killed myself
If you're free you'll never see the walls
If your head is clear you'll never free-fall
If you're right you'll never fear the wrong
If your head is high you'll never fear
den röda delan gav mig rysningar när jag läste texten
August 25, 2001
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jag drar in http://www.azlyrics.com i den första posten
tack för tipset! 🙂
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