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A lady that I know just came from Colombia. She laughed because I did not understand. She held out some marijuana uh-huh, said it was the finest in the land. I said, no-no-no-no, i dont smoke it no more. It only makes me fall on the floor.No thank you please, it only makes me sneeze, and then it makes it hard to find the door. A lady that i know just came from Morrocco, Spain. She laughed because i did not understand. She held out a ten-pound bag of cocaine, said it was the finest in the land. I said no-no-no-no, i don't *sniff* no more, it only makes me fall on the floor. No thank you please, it only makes me sneeze, and then it makes it hard to find the door. A lady that i know just came from Tennesee. She laughed because i did not understand. She held out a jug of moonshine, uh-huh, said it was the finest in the land. I said no-no-no-no, i don't drink it no more, it only makes me fall on the floor. No thank you please, it only makes me sneeze, and then it makes it hard to find the door. Ringo Starr's No-No Song
because being with you makes perfect sense
And each one there has one thing shared; They have sweated beneath the same sun, Look up in wonder at the same moon, And wept when it was all done, For being done too soon.
I’m passing the bar Where you first got in my car I’m not ashamed to admit That it’s you I won’t forget I saved your cigarettes and Bad habits I regret But the hours flew by like clouds Whenever I had you around Parachute lover Take me away From the plane that went crashing And the earth that’s in flames Saving you is saving me High above the redwood trees But down below I see shadows And parachute debris We're drifting like children Along for the ride Each time we find love Another parachute arrives Our madness will burn As bright as the sun And I’ll keep finding lovers But you were the one
dzeja ir valoda kurā visu var sarunāt
Le Métèque Avec ma gueule de métèque, de juif errant, de pâtre grec Et mes cheveux aux quatre vents Avec mes yeux tout délavés, qui me donnent l'air de rêver Moi qui ne rêve plus souvent. Avec mes mains de maraudeur, de musicien et de rôdeur Qui ont pillé tant de jardins Avec ma bouche qui a bu, qui a embrassé et mordu Sans jamais assouvir sa faim Avec ma gueule de métèque, de juif errant, de pâtre grec De voleur et de vagabond Avec ma peau qui s'est frottée au soleil de tous les étés Et tout ce qui portait jupon Avec mon coeur qui a su faire souffrir autant qu'il a souffert Sans pour cela faire d'histoire Avec mon âme qui n'a plus la moindre chance de salut Pour éviter le purgatoire. Avec ma gueule de métèque, de juif errant, de pâtre grec Et mes cheveux aux quatre vents Je viendrai ma douce captive, mon âme soeur, ma source vive Je viendrai boire tes vingt ans Et je serai prince de sang, rêveur, ou bien adolescent Comme il te plaira de choisir Et nous ferons de chaque jour, toute une éternité d'amour Que nous vivrons à en mourir. Et nous ferons de chaque jour, toute une éternité d'amour Que nous vivrons à en mourir.
Isn't this enough? Just this world? Just THIS?
She put him out like the burning end of a midnight cigarett. She broke his heart. He spent his whole life trying to forget. We watched him drink his pain away a little at a time. But he never could get drunk enough to get her off his mind until the night. He put that bottle to his head and pulled the trigger. And finally drank away her memory. Life is short but this time it was bigger, Than the strength he had to get up off his knees. We found him with his face down in the pillow. With a note that said: I love her til' I die. And when we buried him beneath the willow, The angels sang a whiskey lullaby. La la la la la la la. La la la la la la la. La la la la la la la. La la la la la la la. The rumors flew, But nobody knew how much she blamed herself for years and years. She tried to hide the whiskey on her breath. She finally drank her pain away a little at a time, But she never could get drunk enough to get him off her mind until the night. She put that bottle to her head and pulled the trigger. And finally drank away his memory. Life is short but this time it was bigger, Than the strength she had to get up off her knees. We found her with her face down in the pillow. Clinging to his picture for dear life. We laid her next to him beneath the willow, While the angels sang a whiskey lullaby. La la la la la la la. La la la la la la la. La la la la la la la. La la la la la la la.
You think you're lost but you're not lost on your own. You're not alone. I will stand by you, I will help you through when you’ve done all you can do. If you can’t cope, I will dry your eyes I will fight your fight, I will hold you tight and I wont let go
Down the road in the rain and snow The man and his machine would go Oh the secrets that old car would know Sometimes I hear him sayin'...
There's horror, lust and ecstasy on stage at the White Mouse The Behrenstrasse's Babel, and Berlin's (second) wildest house! There's love and pain a-plenty dressed in shiny leather boots But whips and chains and naked hips are nothing when you see With your own eyes, This fantasy... Oh oh, those Berliner Girls They'll take you to another world.
Joseph Voilà c'que c'est, mon vieux Joseph Que d'avoir pris la plus jolie Parmi les filles de Galilée Celle qu'on appelait Marie Tu aurais pu, mon vieux Joseph Prendre Sarah ou Déborah Et rien ne serait arrivé Mais tu as préféré Marie Tu aurais pu, mon vieux Joseph Rester chez toi, tailler ton bois Plutôt que d'aller t'exiler Et te cacher avec Marie Tu aurais pu, mon vieux Joseph Faire des petits avec Marie Et leur apprendre ton métier Comme ton père te l'avait appris Pourquoi a-t-il fallu, Joseph Que ton enfant, cet innocent Ait eu ces étranges idées Qui ont tant fait pleurer Marie Parfois je pense à toi, Joseph Mon pauvre ami, lorsque l'on rit De toi qui n'avais demandé Qu'à vivre heureux avec Marie
I'm kind of over getting told to throw my hands up in the air, So there.
I don´t need you to believe in me/I know how to change my destiny/Sit down, about to rewrite our history
A place for the newly weds and nearly deads I'm counting the stones I hope you know I love you. Got a lot of friends 6 feet under us. Counting down the days till we join the party. Thoughts of your nightmare projected through mine... Breathing in these lies is no surprise These evil things are all we know Lets take these lives where we want to go. The future is our prize, when the stars align. Ghouls and ghosts will haunt my soul but they will never take me. Before I go, I want to show that we can make a difference. We've got some dumb perceptions. But I've got the death connection... All the hate that you have... Just throw it away Life is meant for more, But we're too distracted.. Too caught up in the anger and judgment.. Caught up in the web of lies I've heard these things keep our blood boiling, Keeps us alive, and moving forward... If that's the case I was born a dead man. And I'm forever a ghost. Hatred is something that we're brought up to see. Now everybody's looking at me I hope they know... They won't get their satisfaction.
Maybe there's a way out of the cage where you live Maybe one these days you can let the light in Show me...how BIG your BRAVE is!
The truth never set me free.
There's no comfort I can give, that will ease her pain, and make her see that she's the perfect storm
Her close friends have gathered. Lord, ain't it a shame Grieving together Sharing the blame. But when she was dying Lord, we let her down. There's no use cryin' It can't help her now. The party's all over Drink up and go home. It's too late to love her And leave her alone. Just say she was someone Lord, so far from home Whose life was so lonesome She died all alone Who dreamed pretty dreams That never came true Lord, why was she born So black and blue? Oh, why was she born So black and blue? Epitaph (Black And Blue) Written by: Kris Kristofferson Note: "Epitaph" is about Janis Joplin.
There are monsters all around us They can be so hard to see hey don't have fangs, no blood-soaked claws They look like you and me. But we're not defenseless We're no damsels in distress Together we can fend off the attack All we gotta do is watch our backs. Your body is beautiful how it is Who you love is nobody's business We all contemplate life and death It's the poet who gives these thoughts breath. The monster is strong, don't be mistaken It thrives on fear-keeps us isolated But together we can fend off its attack All we gotta do is watch our backs. In your darkest hour When the fight's made you weary When you think you've lost your power When you can't see clearly When you're ready to surrender Give in to the black look over your shoulder I've got your back.
There's a stranger in a car Driving down your street Acts like he knows who you are Slaps his hand on the empty seat and says "Are you gonna get in Or are you gonna stay out?" Just a stranger in a car Might be the one they told you about Well you never were one for cautiousness You open the door He gives you a tender kiss And you can't even hear them no more -- All the voices of choices Now only one road remains And strangers in a car Two hearts Two souls Tonight Two lanes You don't know where you're goin' You don't know what you're doin' Hell it might be the highway to heaven And it might be the road to ruin But this is a song For strangers in a car Baby maybe that's all We really are Strangers in a car (Driving down your street) Just strangers in a car (Driving down your street) Strangers in a car
We're so happy, even when we're smiling out of fear.
I said I'm selfish, I'm a liar and I'm broken Shit runs through my head every day that I would never tell anyone You're just like me The only difference is that I'm honest enough to scream my flaws in the lines of this song
Add some Melody to the Lyrics of Words, Add some Music to each Life's Situation.. Let there be a Song! Beautiful, Hip-Hop, Romantic, Rap.. Let there be a Moment where one day, we can Sing-Along- Life, Of Where we Belong.
Because you let our love just fall apart You no longer have my heart
She laid her heart and soul right in your hands And you stole her every dream and crushed her plans She never even knew she had a choice And that's what happens when the only voice she hears is telling her she can't You stupid boy
We ache with the yearning that turns half into whole and offer no excuses for the beauty of our souls.
My past is being burnt down I've shown you the ash Is it me, or are we more than just friends now? I have to ask.
East Side, West Side, all around the town, The tots sang "Ring-a-rosie, London Bridge is falling Down; Boys and Girls together, me and Mamie O'Rorke, Tripped the light fantastic on the sidewalks of New York.
I thought I could let you go I thought that you could leave and know The time we took would fade But I’m colder than the bed where we lay You let go if you like, I’ll hold on Say no all you want, I’m not done Baby, I promise you Did you think I’d let you go? That’s never happening and now you know Take your time, I’ll wait Regretting every last thing I said
Marty Bisson Milo
The Present Vocabulary certain obligations blocks my perception another dimension a vision without alteration without wall of illusion blocking my perception forget the presentations no prescription or medication in the creation phase I but all my emotions no intention to tell you about my mistakes pass I represent the present vocabulary be indulgent learn from your mistakes of your misfortune and obliterate your fear be indulgent to guard what is being dissipated is impossible if you do not want to sink you must learn to swim and take strength because his world and become far too fierce I have no intention of being for you a recreation attention to any division of concentration as a vision of illusion the exclusion of all perceptions of emotions without any understanding of good and bad intentions concentration mode, watch out for reverberation, bad reaction, a pawn you want action, go back do your preparation without any interaction no need for explanation no need for presentations no prescription or medication in the creation phase I but all my emotions all these voices a place of disarray in the middle of all these voices the fights are without faith or law in the middle of all these voices no odds to escape and auctanperer you can forget my mind and there to create prisoner never I'm here to show you with the thinking of passing moments and the vocabulary of the present moment for a decent future absent not writing insistent on days much more clement for my present and the mind filled with writing he is not stupid by technology Develop my thoughts often full of words store no time to rest I will not give up no prescription or medication in the creation phase I but all my emotions enclose between two dimensions no need for presentation or tell you about my intentions errors are passed and now I represent the vocabulary present.
Chance is your god Though you're falling free you will land hard
Droplets of yes and no, in an ocean of maybe.
Put some fiddle in the middle, it'll make it better. Warm your heart like an old love letter. Make you feel like the day you met her.
And I'm a bad boy 'cause I don't even miss her. I'm a bad boy for breakin her heart
Are you, are you Coming to the tree They strung up a man They say who murdered three. Strange things did happen here No stranger would it be If we met at midnight In the hanging tree. Are you, are you Coming to the tree Where the dead man called out For his love to flee. Strange things did happen here No stranger would it be If we met at midnight In the hanging tree. Are you, are you Coming to the tree Where I told you to run, So we'd both be free. Strange things did happen here No stranger would it be If we met at midnight In the hanging tree. Are you, are you Coming to the tree Wear a necklace of rope, Side by side with me. Strange things did happen here No stranger would it be If we met at midnight In the hanging tree.
Listen in close, Wall Street Conquistadors, you’re spreading like vapor up through people’s floors, you’re moving en masse under the cracks of our doors and grabbing our children to work in your stores, feeding the needy to make them your whores, but you need to remember the grave you’re digging is yours.
Give my regards to Broadway, Remember me to Herald Square, Tell all the gang at 42nd Street, That I will soon be there; Whisper of how I'm yearning To mingle with the old time throng, Give my regards to old Broadway, And say that I'll be there e'er long.
Beyond the picket fences and the oil wells, the happy endings, and the fairy tales, is the reality of shattered lives and broken dreams. We carry on.
Love Is Not A choice
Delicate in every way but one God knows we like archaic kinds of fun Chance is the only game I play with, baby We let our battles choose us.
If I'd believed that stuff was true, I would have missed out on loving you.
But everything I have to give, I'll give to you
Pardon Me boy, is that the Chattanooga Choo Choo?
From attraction and affection Cover of perfection Failure beyond texture to a painful lesson Everything that was from the start wasn't from the heart
Maybe I'd see how you could be so certain that we had no chance...at all.
And nothing's wrong when nothing's true But I live in a hologram with you.
And now, the end is near, And so I face the final curtain. My friend, I'll say it clear, I'll state my case, of which I'm certain. I've lived a life that's full. I've traveled each and every highway; And more, much more than this, I did it my way.
Ah, but I was so much older then I’m younger than that now
Been a long road to follow Been there and one tomorrow Without saying goodbye to yesterday Are the memories I hold Still valid? Or have the tears deluded them.. Something somewhere out there Is calling... Zero Gravity, What's it like? Is somebody there Beyond these heavy aching feet? Am I going home? Will I hear someone? Singin solace to the silent moon Still the road keeps on telling me To go on... Something is pulling me, I feel the gravity Of it all.