Piosenka na niedziele

[Gość: the-end]

Complications inside of me
Reminds me that my heart won't always beat
The ugly face of dead that's smiling
at my rotting teeth
I will die here in this sorrow
I was waiting for tomorrow
Pulpitate the pulse until
you feel my heart explode against the wall
Talk about me , Laugh about me
Cry about me....nail me to the cross
I'll be martyr for the hated
the weak the ugly the lost
I will die here in this sorrow
I won't wait for tomorrow
Palpipate the pulse until you resurrect
my soul from the wall

/Misfits/

Dajcie cos fajnego..zrobimy koncert zyczen..hahahahaha..dobry humor marcin ma

na repete z tego samego albumu

[Gość: ziEnd]

American Psycho

the hunting
The darkness bleeds violent sights
It purges from within
Death, it holds you in its arms
And kisses you goodnight

Oh, oh, oh, the darkness comes
Oh, oh, oh, I feel its bite
Oh, it purges from within

It's over, it's over
This haunting, it's over
They cut my wrists, and watch me bleed
Inside a dream

It's over, it's over
This haunting, it's over
They cut my wrists and watch me bleed
They stop haunting me

The darkness bleeds violent sights
It purges from within
Death, it holds you in its arms
And kisses you goodnight

Oh, oh, oh, the darkness comes
Oh, oh, oh, I feel its bite
Oh, it purges from within

It's over, it's over
This haunting, it's over
They cut my wrists, and watch me bleed
Inside a dream

It's over, it's over
This haunting, it's over
They cut my wrists and watch me bleed
They stop haunting me

pierwszym utworem byl Resurrection

Tu Polonijna rozglosnia radiowa ..prosimy pozostac z nami

odrobina melanchulii

[Gość: theminusend]

bardzo stare i bardzo jare
nie ma lepszego od 76


When routine bites hard,

Kiedy rutyna ciezko doskwiera

And ambitions are low,

i ambicje sa niewielkie

And resentment rides high,
But emotions won't grow,
And we're changing our ways, taking different roads.
Then love, love will tear us apart again.
Love, love will tear us apart.
Why is the bedroom so cold?
You've turned away on your side.
Is my timing that flawed?
Our respect run so dry.
Yet there's still this appeal that we've kept through our lives.
But love, love will tear us apart again.
Love, love will tear us apart again.
You cry out in your sleep,
All my failings exposed.
And there's a taste in my mouth,
As desperation takes hold.
Just that something so good just can't function no more.
But love, love will tear us apart again.
Love, love will tear us apart again.
Love, love will tear us apart again.
Love, love will tear us apart again

z dedykacja tajemnicza.......

[Gość: trEnd99]

wozny Cezary z innej polki podaje i grozi nozem...wiec gramy ..

sygar by SOAD

The kombucha mushroom people,
Sitting around all day,
Who can believe you,
Who can believe you,
Let your mother pray, (sugar)
Well I'm not there all the time you know
Some people, some people, some people,
Call it insane, yeah they call it insane, (sugar)
I play Russian roulette everyday, a man's sport,
With a bullet called life, yeah called life,(sugar)
You know that every time I try to go
Where I really want to be,
It's already where I am,
Cause I'm already there?.(sugar)
The kombucha mushroom people,
Sitting around all day,
Who can believe you,
Who can believe you,
Let your mother pray, (sugar)
I got a gun the other day from Sako,
It's cute, small, fits right in my pocket,
Yeah, right in my pocket, (sugar)
My girl, you know, she lashes out at me sometimes,
And I just kick her, and then she's O.K. ,she's O.K.(sugar)
People are always chasing me down,
Trying to push my face to the ground,
Where all they really want to do,
Is suck out my mother fucking brains, my brains (sugar).
The kombucha mushroom people,
Sitting around all day,
Who can believe you,
Who can believe you,
Let your mother pray~,
I sit, in my desolate room, no lights, no music,
Just anger, I've killed everyone,
I'm away forever, but I'm feeling better,
How do I feel, What do I say,
Fuck you, it all goes away,
How do I feel, What do I say,
Fuck you, it all goes away,
How do I feel, What do I say,
In the end it all goes away,
How do I feel, What do I say,
In the end it all goes away,
How do I feel, What do I say,
In the end it all goes away,
How do I feel, What do I say,
In the end it all goes away,
How do I feel, What do I say,
In the end it all goes away,
How do I feel, What do I say,
In the end it all goes away,
In the end it all goes away,
In the end it all goes away,
In the end it all goes away,
In the end it all goes away.

[Gość: jot-23]

rozczuliles mnie,

ostatni raz bylem na misfitach jakis rok temu... niestety to juz prawdziwy di-
end... prawde powiedziawszy to byl juz tylko "misfit" jako ze nawet uncle
Doyle zdezerterowal, goscinnie "pomagali" mu strasznie falszujac gosc z DOA i
jeden z Ramones.... ale co przez te 25 lat zagrali to zagrali i nic tego (mi)
nie odbierze :>

[Gość: theend]

Fale zostaly zaklocone ... mielismy mala przerwe ale gramy dalej ..
jako pierwszy utwor w sesji wieczornej

Animal Boy
Gonna kill and destroy
I'm not an animal boy
Why don't they understand
I'm not an ape man

Don't have brain damage
I'm not an a wild savage
Don't push me around
Don't bring my head down

I'm not an imbecile
Don't treat me like an animal
I'm not a creature in the zoo
Don't tell me what to do

You don't know what it's like
You don't know how i feel
I don't have a monkey's brain
I'm not an animal

You can't lock me in a cage
This ain't the Stone Age
Better get out of my way
Someone's gonna have to pay

Animal boy
Animal boy
Animal boy
Animal boy

oczy w iscie ziramones

zeby nie byc rocznikowym faszysta..1959

[Gość: trEnd]

Living as an angel in the
Place that I was born
Living on air
Living in heaven
Giving the lie down, the line
To the
There's my heaven

And I know
Which way the wind blows
In nineteen fifty-nine

Which way the wind blows
In nineteen fifty-nine

And the wind blows still
And the wind blows wild again
For a little child can never kill this clean
This way
And it feels like me today
Tell me
Do you feel the same?
Isabelle?
Or do you feel like nineteen fifty-nine?
...Do you feel like nineteen fifty-nine?

And the wind blows wild again
And the wind blows wild

In nineteen fifty-nine
In fifty-nine
Isabelle
Do you, do you fell the same?

Come with me
Like a little child
Like another gun
Like homeless, restless, known to none, like
Way beyond the line
Like it never was
In nineteen fifty-nine

......kto placze..nie przejmujcie sie kochaNIE ..
zagramy pozniej cos weselszego

I dalej w dol

[Gość: the-end]

I know
You love the song but not the singer
I know
You've got me wrapped around your finger
I know
You want the sin without the sinner
I know
I know

I know
The past will catch you up as you run faster
I know
The last in line is always called a bastard
I know
The past will catch you up as you run faster
I know
I know

I know
You cut me loose in contradiction
I know
I'm all wrapped up in sweet attrition
I know
It's asking for your benediction
I know
I know

I know
The past will catch you up as you run faster
I know
The last in line is always called a bastard
I know
The past will catch you up as you run faster
I know
I know

I know
The past will catch you up as you run faster
I know
The last in line is always called a bastard
I know
The past will catch you up as you run faster
I know
I know

[Gość: Renka]

cling, cling,
someone wants to come out
cling, cling
someone wants to stay in
cling,cling
trembling is the delight
cling, cling
cold moonlight is the warm
blanket for our lunatic hearts

Have a good night, my friend

RENKA BRAWO !!! :))))))))))))))))))

[Gość: Artur]

Gość portalu: Renka napisał(a):

> cling, cling,
> someone wants to come out
> cling, cling
> someone wants to stay in
> cling,cling
> trembling is the delight
> cling, cling
> cold moonlight is the warm
> blanket for our lunatic hearts
>
> Have a good night, my friend
>

[luiza-w-ogrodzie]

Macie weekendowa depreche?
Nic tego nieleczy tak, jak "The Doors"

Pozdrawiam
Luiza

no to troszke w gore

[Gość: theendMonday]

Though you may not drive a great big cadillac
Gangster whitewalls tv antenna in the back
You may not have a car at all
But just remember brothers and sisters
You can still stand tall
Just be thankful for what you've got
Though you may not drive a great big cadillac
Diamonds in the back, sunroof top, diggin the scene
With the gasoline gangster whitewalls
Tv antenna in the back

You may not have a car at all
But just remember brothers and sisters
You can still stand tall
Just be thankful for what you've got
Diamonds in the back, sunroof top, diggin' the scene
With the gasoline ooh ooh ooh
Though you may not drive a great big cadillac
Gangster whitewalls tv antenna in the back
You may not have a car at all
But just remember brothers and sisters
You can still stand tall
Just be thankful for what you've got
Diamonds in the back, sunroof top, diggin the scene
With the gasoline

..zagral dla panstwa Massive Attack.. w sloneczny poniedzialkowy poranek
wlejmy w siebie nutke .. pozdrawiamy sluchaczy

i hicior wszechczasow nadajacego..

[Gość: the-end]

tzw utwor wczesnej mlodosci..
dla wszystkich robotnikow..coby do pierwszego..

Confusion in her eyes that says it all.
She's lost control.
And she's clinging to the nearest passer by,
She's lost control.
And she gave away the secrets of her past,
And said I've lost control again,
And a voice that told her when and where to act,
She said I've lost control again.

And she turned around and took me by the hand and said,
I've lost control again.
And how I'll never know just why or understand,
She said I've lost control again.
And she screamed out kicking on her side and said,
I've lost control again.
And seized up on the floor, I thought she'd die.
She said I've lost control.
She's lost control again.
She's lost control.
She's lost control again.
She's lost control.

Well I had to 'phone her friend to state my case,
And say she's lost control again.
And she showed up all the errors and mistakes,
And said I've lost control again.
But she expressed herself in many different ways,
Until she lost control again.
And walked upon the edge of no escape,
And laughed I've lost control.
She's lost control again.
She's lost control.
She's lost control again.
She's lost control.

cu..tzn do uslyszenia...

Endzie! Przepisuje Vitamine S.

[Gość: --Michal]

Przestan byc jednaostka tragiczna-romantyczna. Sprawdz inne aspekty:

I want a girl with a mind like a diamond
I want a girl who knows what’s best
I want a girl with shoes that cut
And eyes that burn like cigarettes

I want a girl with the right allocations
Who’s fast, thorough, and sharp as a tack
She’s playing with her jewelry
She’s putting up her hair
She’s touring the facilities
And picking up the slack
I want a girl with a short skirt and a long jacket.

I want a girl who gets up early
I want a girl who stays up late
I want a girl with uninterrupted prosperity
Who uses a machete, to cut her red tape

With fingernails that shine like justice
And a voice that is dark like tainted glass
She is fast, thorough, and sharp as a tack
She’s touring the facilities and picking up the slack
I want a girl with a short skirt and a long, long jacket

I want a girl with smooth liquidation
I want a girl with the right dividends
At City Bank we will meet accidentally
We’ll start to talk when she borrows my pen

She wants a car with a cupholder armrest
She wants a car that will get her there
She’s changing her name
From Kitty to Karen
She’s trading her MG for a white Chrysler LeBaron
I want a girl with a short skirt and a long jacket

A pozatym to zagadka. To juz troche starsze ale nie bardzo stare. Wiek ktos co
to?

Albo troche tego!

[Gość: --Michal MD]

Girls - all I really want is girls
And in the morning it's girls
Cause in the evening it's girls

I like the way that they walk
And it's chill to hear them talk
And I can always make them smile
From White Castle to the Nile

Back in the day
There was this girl around the way
She liked by home-piece M.C.A.
He said he would not give her play
I asked him, "Please?" - he said, "You may."
Her pants were tight and that's ok
If she would dance - I would D.J.
We took a walk down to the bay

I hope she'll say, "Hey me and you should hit the hay!"
I asked her out - she said, "No way!"
I should have probably guessed her gay
So I broke North with no delay
I heard she moved real far away
That was two years ago this May
I seen her just the other day
Jockin' Mike D. to my dismay

Girls - to do the dishes
Girls - to clean up my room
Girls - to do the laundry
Girls - and in the bathroom
Girls - that's all I really want is girls
Two at a time - I want girls
With new wave hairdos - I want girls
I ought to whip out my - girls, girls, girls, girls, girls!

No chyba ze tak?

[Gość: --Michal DJ]

Everyone makes one mistake
One more time for old time's sake
One more time before the feeling fades
One that's born of memories
One more bruise you gave to me
One more test just how much can I take

'Cause you're not the one
But you're the only one
Who can make me feel like this
You're not the one
But you're the only one
Who can make me feel like shit

Something never meant to be
Everything you meant to me
Wake me when this punishment is done
Those who try and get away
From the one who gets away
Someone's always someone else's one

Until the end of time
In another life
'Til the day I die
Save it up for one more try
Save it for the last goodbye

We go on, Get off
Get on, Get off

[Gość: .. .. ..]

Golf Girl

Standing on a golf course
Dressed in P.V.C.
I chanced upon a Golf Girl
Selling cups of tea
She asked me did I want one
Asked me with a grin
For three pence you can buy one
Full right to the brim

So of course I had to have one
In fact I ordered three
So I could watch the Golf Girl
Could see she fancied me
And later on the golf course
After drinking tea
It started raining golf balls
And she protected me

Her name was Pat
And we sat under a tree
She kissed me
We go for walks
In fine weather
All together
On the golf course
We talk in morse

Welcome Cakeaholics!/no txt

[es77]

Dzis rozpoczynamy od malego zartu..

[Gość: theendSrodA]

..grupa toto..utwor Roseanna
All I wanna do when I wake up in the morning is see you eyes
Rosanna, Rosanna
I never thought that a girl like you could ever care for me, Rosanna

All I wanna do in the middle of the evening is hold you tight
Rosanna, Rosanna
I didn't know you were looking for more than I could ever be

Not quite a year since she went away, Rosanna yeah
Now she's gone and I have to say
Meet you all the way, meet you all the way, Rosanna yeah
Meet you all the way, meet you all the way, Rosanna yeah

I can see your face still shining through the window on the other side
Rosanna, Rosanna
I didn't know that a girl like you could make me feel so sad, Rosanna

All I wanna take is a night you'll never ever have to compromise
Rosanna, Rosanna
I never thought that losing you could ever hurt so bad

Not quite a year since she went away, Rosanna yeah
Now she's gone and I have to say
Meet you all the way, meet you all the way, Rosanna yeah
Meet you all the way, meet you all the way, Rosanna yeah

Not quite a year since she went away, Rosanna yeah
Now she's gone and I have to say
Meet you all the way, meet you all the way, Rosanna yeah
Meet you all the way, meet you all the way, Rosanna yeah

Meet you all the way, meet you all the way, Rosanna yeah
Meet you all the way, meet you all the way, Rosanna yeah.

[Gość: the-end]

wyciszenie po trzydzistu sekundach..i z wyzszej polki..
Not far from where I live
They glance in morning breeze
As dividing tiny rays
A morning tries to seize
Greet me my proud little soldiers
Of brown, purple and grey
Carry us on your shoulders
Carry us far away

In shades of purple cloth
They guide us to the light
With irresistable pride
To the feast they us invite
Greet me my proud little soldiers
Of brown, purple and grey
Carry us on your shoulders
Carry us far away
If you begin to fall
Please have some more
You could stay at my place if you want
I'll sleep on the floor

If you begin to fall
Please have some more
You could stay at my place if you want
I'll sleep on the floor
If you begin to fall
Please have some more
You could stay at my place if you want
I'll sleep on the floor

W przerwie politycznych debat..

[Gość: trEnd99]

w dziesiecio minutowym muzycznym programie polonijnym 'wesTchnienie' dzis na
zakonczenie kolejna perelka a nawet i rodzynek..
In her place one hundred candles burning
As salty sweat drips from her breast
Her hips move and I can feel what they're saying, swaying
They say the beast inside of me's gonna get ya, get ya, get...

Black lipstick stains her glass of red wine
I am your servant, may I light your cigarette?
Those lips smooth, yeah I can feel what you're saying, praying
They say the beast inside of me's gonna get ya, get ya, get...

I beg to serve, your wish is my law
Now close those eyes and let me love you to death
Shall I prove I mean what I'm saying, begging
I say the beast inside of me's gonna get ya, get ya, get...

Let me love you too
Let me love you to death

Hey am I good enough
For you?
Hey am I good enough for you?
Am I?
Am I?
Am I good enough
For you?

Czy Ciebie koncu ustawa nie obowiazuje?

[Gość: --Michal]

Gdzie 40% radosnej tworczosci regionalnej? Kujawiaki czy inne polki-galopki
np. "Przystojny jestem i dobrze mi z tym ..."

ok:)

[Gość: theend]

Gość portalu: --Michal napisał(a):

> Gdzie 40% radosnej tworczosci regionalnej? Kujawiaki czy inne polki-galopki
> np. "Przystojny jestem i dobrze mi z tym ..."

to gramy
Nevím, jak dál až hodlám jít
Nemůže to víc z duše být
Sobě věř a zkus styl svůj mít
A ostatní neřeš
Ztěží kdy jsem se tak otevřel
Život máš, dělej, cos kdy chtěl
Nemysli, že jsem přeháněl
A ostatní neřeš
Víru chci, teď ji v tobě mám
Každý den něco poznávám
Poslouchej, názor jiný mám
A ostatní neřeš
Nechci vědět, co tam maj
Nechci vědět, copak ví
Však já vím
Nevím, jak dál až hodlám jít
Nemůže to víc z duše být
Sobě věř a zkus styl svůj mít
A ostatní neřeš
Nechci vědět, co tam maj
Nechci vědět, copak ví
Však já vím
Ztěží kdy jsem se tak otevřel
Život máš, dělej, cos kdy chtěl
Nemysli, že jsem přeháněl
A ostatní neřeš
Víru chci, teď ji v tobě mám
Každý den něco poznávám
Poslouchej, názor jiný mám
A ostatní neřeš
Nechci vědět, co chtěj říct
Nechci vědět, hrají si
Nechci vědět, co tam maj
Nechci vědět, copak ví
A já vím
Nevím, jak dál až hodlám jít
Nemůže to víc z duše být
Sobě věř a zkus styl svůj mít
Nic jiného neřeš

Cohen - In my Secret life

[ozpol]

I saw you this morning.
You were moving so fast.
Can't seem to loosen my grip
On the past.
And I miss you so much.
There's no one in sight.
And we're still making love
In My Secret Life.

I smile when I'm angry.
I cheat and I lie.
I do what I have to do
To get by.
But you know what is wrong
And I know what is right.
And I'd die for the truth
In My Secret Life

Hold on, hold on, my brother.
My Sister, hold on tight.
I finally got my orders.
I'll be marching through the morning,
Marching though the night,
Moving cross the borders
On My Secret Life.

Looked through the paper.
Makes you want to cry.
Nobody cares if the people
Live or die.
And the dealer wants you thinking
That it's either black or white.
Thank G-d it's not that simple
In My Secret Life.

I bite my lip.
I buy what I /m told:
From the latest hit,
To the wisdom of old.
But I'm always alone.
And my heart is like ice.
And it's crowded and cold
In My Secret Life

[Gość: renka]

border has been passed
looks pretty here
but, smiling faces with cold eyes
whispering and mumbling
exhausted senses have to wake up
and start sniffing again and again
cold and thriving,lazy and slow
don't turn around
border is still up

Zagrajmy na konnia..czyli KONca!ty!god!NIA

[Gość: trEnd]

"Bloody Revolution"
by Crass originally
recorded 1980
You talk about your revolution, well, that's fine
But what are you going to be doing come the time?
Are you going to be the big man with the tommy-gun?
Will you talk of freedom when the blood begins to run?
Well, freedom has no value if violence is the price
Don't want your revolution, I want anarachy and peace
Chorus: You talk of over throwing power with violence as your tool
You speak of liberation and when the people rule
Well ain't it people rule right now, what differnce would there be?
Just another set of bigots with their rifle-sights on me
But what about those people who don't want your new restrictions?
Those that disagree with you and have their own convictions?
You say thay've got it wrong becuase they don't agree with you
So when the recolution comes you'll have to run them through
Yet you say that revoution will bring freedom for us all
Well freedom just ain't freedom when your back's against the wall
Chorus
Will you indoctrinate the masses to serve your new regime?
And simply do away with those whose views are too extreme?
Transportation details could be left to British rail
Where Zyklon B sucessed, North Sea Gas will fail
It's just the same old story of man destroying man
We've got to look for other answers to the problems of this land
Chorus
Vive la revolution, people of the world unite
Stand up of courage, it's your job to fight
It all seems very easy, this revolution game
But when you start to really play thing won't be quite the same
Your intellectual theories on how it's going to be
Don't seem to take into accoutn the true reality
Cos the truth of what you're saying, as you sit there sipping beer
Is pain and death and suffering, but of course you wouldn't care
You're far too much of a man for that, if Mao did it so can you
What's the fredom of us all agaist the suffering of a few?
That's the kind of self-deception that killed ten million jews
Just the same false logic that all power-mogers use
So don't think you can fool me wiht your political tricks
Bovernment is government and all government is force
Left of right, right or left, it takes the same old course
Oppression and restriction, regulation, rule and law
The seizre of that power is all your revolution's for
You romanticise your heroes, qutoe from Marx and Mao
Well thir ideas of freedom are just oppression now
Nothing's changed for all the death that their ideas created
It's just the same fascistic games, but the rules aren't clearly stated
Nothing's really different cos all government's the same
They can call it freedom, but slavery is the game
There's nothgin that you offer but a dream of last years hero
The truth of revolution, bother..................... is year zero

bum bum..nie spiesz sie tak z tym rozlewaniem Kasek

[Gość: trEnd]

Albo to jest dobre..paranoja..haha.nie znalem tego wczesniej..
jestem calkowicie pochloniety tzw 'braniem do bani'
End Result
Lyric: I am product, I am a symbol
Of endless, hopeless, fruitless, aimless games
I'm a glossy package on the supermarket shelf
My contents aren't fit for human consumption
I could tragically injure your perfect health
My ingredients will seize up your bodys function
I am the dirt that everyone walks on
I am the orphan nobody wants
I am the staircarpet everyone uses
I am the leper nobody wants to touch....much
I am a sample, I am a scapegoat
For useless, futureless, endless, mindless ideas.
I am a number on the paper you file away
Portfolio you stick in the drawer
I'm the fool you try to scare when you say
"We know all about you, of that you can be sure"
I don't want your crazy system
I don't want to be on your files
Your temptations I try to resist them
Cos I know what hides beneath your smiles,
Its.........EST
I am a topic, I am a subject
For useless, futureless, endless, mindless debates
You think up ways that you can hide me
From the naive eyes of your figurehead
But don't you find that it ain't easy?
Wouldn't you love to see me dead?
Answer is to give me treatment
For crying out when you give me pain
Leaves me with no possible remnant
Poke your knives into my brain
You send me insane
I'm an example, I'm no hero
Of the great, intelligent, magnificent, human race
Well I'm part of the race that kills for possessions
Part of the race that's wiping itself out
Part of the race that's got crazy obsessions
Locking people up, not letting them out
Hate the living dead and their work in factories
Go like sheep to their production lines
Live on illusions, don't face the realities
All they live for is that big blue sign
It says, it says FORD
I'M BORED, BORED, BORED, BORED

[Gość: the-end]

Sami przylaczcie swoje maszyny ..wista..wio..
www.lyricsfreak.com/c/crass/lyrics.htm

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... kurwa, ty tu se intelektualnie przypier...lasz, a ..
I'm pregnant...

And now what....????

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Dzis w naszym programie cisza.Prosimy o telefony z poradami jak zwalczyc kaca.
Te powroty nisko latajacych.

lekarstwo na kaca

[Gość: dorota]

"Twenty-twenty-twenty four hours to go I wanna be sedated
Nothin' to do and no where to go-o-oh I wanna be sedated
Just get me to the airport put me on a plane
Hurry hurry hurry before I go insane
I can't control my fingers I can't control my brain
Oh no no no no no
Twenty-twenty-twenty four hours to go....
Just put me in a wheelchair and put me on a plane
Hurry hurry hurry before I go insane
I can't control my fingers I can't control my brain
Oh no no no no no
Twenty-twenty-twenty four hours to go I wanna be sedated
Nothin' to do and no where to go-o-o I wanna be sedated
Just put me in a wheelchair get me to the show
Hurry hurry hurry before I gotta go
I can't control my fingers I can't control my toes
Oh no no no no no
Twenty-twenty-twenty four hours to go...
Just put me in a wheelchair...
Ba-ba-bamp-ba ba-ba-ba-bamp-ba I wanna be sedated
Ba-ba-bamp-ba ba-ba-ba-bamp-ba I wanna be sedated
Ba-ba-bamp-ba ba-ba-ba-bamp-ba I wanna be sedated
Ba-ba-bamp-ba ba-ba-ba-bamp-ba I wanna be sedated

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My lullaby,hung out to dry
What's up with that
It's over
Where are you dad
Mum's lookin' sad
What's up with that
It's dark in here
Why bleeding is breathing
You're hiding , underneath the smoke in the room
Try , bleeding is believing
I used to
My mouth is dry
Forgot how to cry
What's up with that
You're hurting me
I'm running fast
Can't hide the past
What's up with that
You're pushing me
Why , bleeding is breathing
You're hiding , underneath the smoke in the room
Try , bleeding is believing
I used to
I used to
Why , bleeding is breathing
You're hiding , underneath the smoke in the room
Try , bleeding is breathing
I saw you crawling on the floor
Why , bleeding is breathing
You're hiding , underneath the smoke in the room
Try , bleeding is breathing
I saw you crawling to the door
Why , bleeding is breathing
You're hiding , underneath the smoke in the room
Try , bleeding is breathing
I saw you falling on the floor

[Gość: WC]

powietrze z materaca

[Gość: pyo]

I'm lying motionless among
The onlookers at the shore
Eternity fills my heart -
Expectations starve

Now it's on me, it's on me, it's on me
When I try to understand
It's on me, it's on me, it's on me -
It's on me now

The mood is pregnant - the air begins
To melt - the aim of life is so unreal
I feel so sad inside my heart
I feel so sad inside my soul

Now it's on me, it's on me -
When I try to understand
It's on me, it's on me, it's on me
It's on me now

NO, NO , NO TEXT

[pro_lem]

W ta niedziele zapulsujmy

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Out on the corner
With my roller skates
Having fun with the girls
Say's I'm feeling great woo
In the dark of the night
Street lamps glowing
On full blast is my radio
Radio
Ouch! Having fun
Up comes this guy in his flashy car
In his mouth stuck a big cigar
Need my help said he lost his way
I never heard a word he said
To find some street he wanted instructions
So I turned down the music
To point out directions
Guess what?
Guy jumped on me messed up my clothes
Smashed and grabbed my radio
Calling all detectives
A criminal at large - smoking
A big fat cigar in a flashy car
And think himself superstar

CHORUS
Life, life without music
I can't go oh no
Life without music I can't go oh no

I'm gonna get him
Last thing I do
Must get a beating
Till him red and blue

Didn't take long to catch him
Parked up car and music blasting
On the sidewalk he was dancing
Stealing the show people watching
Roller skate gang was hot on his tracks
Stick it up mister
Give me back give me back
Give me back give me back my radio
Guy jumped on me messed up my clothes
Smashed and grabbed my radio
Calling all detectives
A criminal at large - smoking
A big fat cigar in a flashy car
And think himself superstar

CHORUS
Life, life without music
I can't go oh no
Life, life without music
I can't go oh lord

I'm gonna get him the last thing I do
Can't get away crime don't pay
Smashed and grabbed my radio
Can't get away with that

BIMMER MURDER STYLE
NOTHING GREATER NOTHING BEST
LIKE THE MUSIC FROM MY WIRELESS
THE ONLY THING THAT I DETEST
IS THE MAN WHO STEAL MY WIRELESS

HIM HAVE FE RUM LIKE A FUGITIVE
HIM HAVE FE RUN FROM DETECTIVE

SAMUEL THOMAS IS THE THIEF NAME
HE MUST LEAD A LIFE OF SHAME
SOME OF DEM CALL HIM UNCLE SAM
SOME OF DEM CALL HIM UNCLE TOM
UNCLE SAM AND UNCLE TOM
YES THEY ARE THE SAME MAN
S.A.M. MEANS STEAL AWAY MUSIC
T.O.M. MEANS THIEF OF OUR MUSIC
DE DRUM AND DE BASS
HAVE FE MOVE ME WAIST
LYRICS AND SONG
HA FE KEEP ME STRONG
RIDDIM AND SKANK
ME HAVE JAH FE THAT
SAMUEL THOMAS ME HAVE TO VANK
HIM HAVE TO GET A BEATEN
BIMMA!

I na druga nozke

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Change

Look through the square or round window
Now a change a gonna come
Whether you come by bus or underground
Still a change a gonna come
If you're north or if you're south
You know a change a gonna come
Whether by fax or word of mouth
Still a change a gonna come.

Meters peaking
Truth is leaking out into the sticks
Too late now no turning back now
'Cos the switches have been flicked
Goalposts moving
Signposts pointing you the wrong way
They're screwing up
You're queuing up
Come back another day.

If you're old or if you're young
You know a change a gonna come
No matter where you come from
What colour - black, white or brown
Government man plan
Mash up in a Britain
Criminal Justice Bill me bawl
Where them get it from?

Them can't understand
Just want to build up tension
But just watch the future
'Cos a change a gonna come
ADF is here to show you how it should be done
And we know that this style is identical to none!
Yeah!

Bureaucrat, democrat, fatcat
Too long they've had their way
A breeze of sleaze coming to blow them away
Satellites crashing down on India
We say no way
ADF broadcasting
we no ramp we no play.
We get madddddddd.....

What them a say
What them a chat 'bout
This is reality man
You can't run ADF out.

What them a do what them a talk 'bout
All of the politician run up on your mouth
Man you give me joke.....

THEEND , jestes jeszcze na tym forum?

[dziecinka]

Czytasz nas czasami?Piszesz pod jakims pseudonimem?
Dedykuje dla ciebie piosenke:

"Know What It Means"


Remember what its like to me you?
To be you
Remember what its like to be me?
To be me
All that I see these eyes in my dreams
These thought police coming for me

Do you know what it means
What it means to be free
Do you know what it means
To be free? (me)
Neither do I
Neither do we

Do you know what its like to be one
One of us
Do you know what its like to be one
One of us
One is the family perfect in apathy
Being a clone isn't all that it promised to be

I am invisible just like you
Just a reflection of what I consume
Now I myself will be consumed
Consumed for the sake of you

Skoro tak....to dziecinka przejmuje watek

[dziecinka]

Poniewaz dziecinka lubi watek.Oprocz pary wkretow same zajebiste utwory duzo
dla dziecinki znaczacych.W tym momencie dziecinka nie ma pomyslu na kolejny
utwor,dziecinka tylko informuje, ewentualna ksiega skarg i wnioskow to e-mail
dziecinki.Dziecinka zaglada do swoich e - maili
Pozdrawiam
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dziecinka

Sobota na wzgorzu

[dziecinka]

PIGS

"...Boulevard, [garbled] in the building next to the location. Suspects
are seen climbing out of both windows. Male hispanic, and a possible male
black. They have their vehic' er van parked outside..."

This pig harassed the whole neighborhood
Well this pig worked at the station
This pig he killed my Homeboy
So the fuckin' pig went on a vacation

This pig he is the chief
Got a brother pig Captain O'Malley
He's got a son that's a pig too
He's collectin' pay-offs from a dark alley

This pig is known as a Narco
If he's a pig or not, we know that he could be
This pig he's a fuckin' fag
So all his homepigs they call him a pussy

Well this pig he's really cool
So in this class we know he rides all alone
Well this pig's standin' eatin' donuts
While some motherfuckers out robbin' your home

This pig he's a big punk
And I know that he can't stand the sight of me
'Cause pigs don't like it when ya act smart
And when ya tell 'em that you're a group from society

This pig works for the mafia
Makin' some money off crack
But this little pig got caught
So when he gets to the Pen it's all about the pay-back

'Cause once he gets to the Pen
They won't provide the little pig with a bullet-proof vest
To protect him from some mad nigga
Who he shot in the chest and placed under arrest

An' it's all about breakin' off sausage
Do ya feel sorry for the poor little swine?
Niggas wanna do him in the ass
Just ta pay his ass back, so they're standin' in line

That fuckin' pig
Look what he got himself into
Now they're gonna make some pigs feet outta this little punk
Anybody like pork-chops?
How 'bout a ham sandwich?
How 'bout a ham sandwich?

' i na druga nozke'

I want to get high, so high
I want to get high, so high
I want to get high, so high
I want to get high, so high

Well it's the funk elastic
The blunt I twist it
The slammer five
Buddha fine
Funk on your desk, es'
Oh what you missed this
You got to bear witness
Catch a ho', and another ho'
Merry Christmas
Yes I smoke shit
Straight off the roach clip
I roll shit
Fold the blunt
At once
To approach it
Forward motion
Make you sway like the ocean
The herb is more than just a powerful potion
What's the commotion
Yo I'm not joking around, people learnin'
'Bout what they're smoking
My oven's on high when I roast the quayo
Tell Bill Clinton to go and inhale
Exhale
Now you the phunk of the Thai'
When I feel the effects

I want to get high, so high
I want to get high, so high
I want to get high, so high
I want to get high, so high