"Männer" kennen wir ja schon...... Frauen ====== Frauen machen uns arm, Frauen sind dekorativ, Frauen weinen mit Absicht, Frauen sind einfach nicht objektiv Oh, Frauen sind so verletzlich, Frauen sind auf jeder Party einfach unersetzlich.
Frauen kaufen ein, Frauen haben Menstruation, Frauen sind ziemlich bloede, Frauen laestern am Telefon, Oh,Frau'n wissen allzeit bescheid, Frauen nerven mit Geschwaetz und ihrer Eitelkeit.
Manche Frau ist schwer, manche leicht, aussen hart und innen ganz weich, werden als Kind schon auf blond gebleicht.
Wann ist 'ne Frau 'ne Frau...?
Frauen lieben Muskeln, Frauen sind furchtbar laut, Frauen kriegen Blumen, Frauen kriegen Orangenhaut, Oh,Frauen sind einsame Spitze, verstehen keinen Spass, versteh'n keine Witze.
Manche Frau ist schwer, manche leicht, aussen hart und innen ganz weich, werden als Kind schon auf dumm geeicht.
Wann ist 'ne Frau 'ne Frau...?
Frauen kriegen Kinder, Frauen kriegen einen dicken Po, Frauen sind keine Menschen, Frauen trinken Piccolo, Oh, Frauen sind so verletzlich, Frauen sind auf jeder Party einfach unersetzlich.
Manche Frau ist schwer, manche leicht, aussen hart und innen ganz weich werden als Kind schon auf blond gebleicht.
Farin Urlaub - Wo ist das Problem =================================
Du bist frustriert, du bist allein, niemand will dein Kumpel sein. Dein Telefon seit Jahren still, weil keiner mit dir reden will. Du weißt nicht mehr weiter, du bist ein Außenseiter. Du wärst (du wärst) so gern (so gern) von einem andern Stern. Du wärst gern Supermann, weil den jeder leiden kann. Ich finde das beknackt und außerdem, wo ist das Problem?
Wo ist das Problem? (Wo ist das Problem?) Wo ist das Problem? (Wo ist das Problem?) Wo ist das Problem? (Wo ist das Problem?) das Problem? das Problem? das Problem?
Du siehst gut aus, du hast viel Geld, du bist die klügste Frau der Welt. Dein Telefon steht niemals still, weil jeder mit dir schlafen will. Du erstickst in Geschenken, weil alle an dich denken. Es wär (es wär) so schön (so schön), wenn sie dich übersehn. Du wärst gern unscheinbar, so wie Schnee im Januar. Es tut mir leid ich kann dich nicht verstehn, wo ist das Problem?
Wo ist das Problem? (Wo ist das Problem?) Wo ist das Problem? (Wo ist das Problem?) Wo ist das Problem? (Wo ist das Problem?) das Problem? das Problem? das Problem? Wo ist das Problem? Wo ist das Problem? (Wo ist das Problem?) Wo ist das Problem? (Wo ist das Problem?) Wo ist das Problem? (Wo ist das Problem?) das Problem? das Problem? Ja wo ist es denn?
Hier mal nen Stück von mir. Mein erstes hier. NIGHTWISH - Beauty of the Beast
Wahrscheinlich eines der besten Stücke die sie je geschrieben haben. Is ehrlich gesagt auch mein persöhnliches Lieblingsstück.
Part one: Long Lost Love
Trees have dropped their leaves. Clouds their waters. All this burden is killing me. Distance is covering your way. Tears your memory. All this beaty is killing me. Oh, do you care, I still feel for you. So aware, waht should be lost is there.
I fear I will never find anyone. I know my greatest pain is yet to come. Will we find each other in the dark. My long lost love.
Part two: One More Night To Live
Safly away from the world. In a dream. Timeless domain. A child, dreamy eyed, mother´s mirror, father´s pride. I wish I could come back to you. Once again feel the rain. Falling inside me. Cleaning all that I´ve become.
My home is far but the rest is lies so close. With my long lost love under the black rose.
You told I had the eyes of a wolf. Search them and find the beauty of the beast.
All of my songs can only be composed of the greatest of pains. Every single verse can only be born of the greatest of wishes. I wish I had one more night to live.
A saint blessed me, drank me deeply. Spitting out the misery in me. Still a sinner raps 1000 saints. Sharing the same hell with me. Sanest choise in this insane world: Beware the beast but enjoy the feast he offers.
Part three: Christabel
"Oh, sweet Christabel. Share with me your poem. For I know now. I´m suppet one this silenstage show. I´m but a poet who faild this best play. A Dead Boy, who faild to write an ending. To each of his poem."
So unimpressed, but so in awe Such a saint, but such a whore So self-aware, so full of shit So indecisive, so adament I'm contemplating, thinkin' about thinkin' It's overrated, just get another drink and Watch me come undone They're selling razor blades and mirrors in the street I pray when I'm coming down, you'll be asleep If I ever hurt you, you revenge will be so sweet Because I'm scum, and I'm your son I come undone I come undone So rock 'n' roll, so coppered suits So damn ugly, so damn cute So well-trained, so animal So need your laugh, so fuck you all I'm not scared of dying, I just don't want to If I stop lying, I'll just disappoint you Come undone They're selling razor blades and mirrors in the street Come undone I pray when I'm coming down, you'll be asleep Come undone If I ever hurt you, your revenge will be so sweet Because I'm scum, and I'm your son I come undone So write another ballad, mix it on a Wednesday Sell it on a Thursday, Friday, out by Saturday It's a love song, a love song Do another interview, sing a bunch of lies Tell about celebrities that they all despise And sing love songs, we sing love songs so sincere So sincere Come undone They're selling razor blades and mirrors in the street Come undone I pray when I'm coming down, you'll be asleep Come undone The young pretend you're in the clouds above the sea I come undone I am scum Love your son You've gotta love your son Come undone You've gotta love you son Come undone Love your son I am scum I am scum I am scum I am scum I am scum I am scum
There is lambswool under my naked feet. The wool is soft and warm, - gives off some kind of heat. A salamander scurries into fame to be destroyed. Imaginary creatures are trapped in birth on celluloid. The fleas cling to the golden fleece, Hoping they'll find peace. Each thought and gesture are caught in celluloid. There's no hiding in memory. There's no room to avoid.
The crawlers cover the floor in the red ochre corridor. For my second sight of people, they've more lifeblood than before. They're moving in time to a heavy wooden door, Where the needle's eye is winking, closing on the poor. The carpet crawlers heed their callers: "We've got to get in to get out We've got to get in to get out We've got to get in to get out"
There's only one direction in the faces that I see; Its upward to the ceiling, where the chamber's said to be. Like the forest fight for sunlight, that takes root in every tree. They are pulled up by the magnet, believing they're free. The carpet crawlers heed their callers: "We've got to get in to get out We've got to get in to get out We've got to get in to get out."
Mild-mannered supermen are held in kryptonite, And the wise and foolish virgins giggle with their bodies glowing bright. Through the door a harvest feast is lit by candlelight: Its the bottom of a staircase that spirals out of sight. The carpet crawlers heed their callers: "We've got to get in to get out We've got to get in to get out We've got to get in to get out."
The porcelain mannikin with shattered skin fears attack. And the eager pack lift up their pitchers - they carry all they lack. The liquid has congealed, which has seeped out through the crack, And the tickler takes his stickleback. The carpet crawlers heed their callers: "We've got to get in to get out We've got to get in to get out We've got to get in to get out ...
Das kenne ich tatsächlich nicht *schäm*. Aber von GENESIS mochte ich immer sehr:
No Son Of Mine
The Key to my Survival, was never in much doubt. The question was how I could keep sane, trying to find a way out.
Things were never easy for me, peace of mind was hard to find. And I needed a place where I could hide; somewhere I could call mine.
I didn"t think much about it, till it started happening all the time. Soon I was living with the fear everyday, of what might happen at Night.
I couldn"t stand to hear the crying of my mother, and I remember when: I swore that,that would be the last they"d see of me, and I never went home again.
They say: The Time is a Healer, and now my wounds are not the same. I rang the bell with my heart in my mouth, I had to hear what he"d say
He sat me down to talk to me, he looked me straight in the eyes:
He said: (chorus) You"re no son,no son of mine, You"re no son,no son of mine, You walked out,you left us behind, and you"re no son,no son of mine.
Oh,his words, how they hurt me,I"ll never forget it, and as the time it went by,I lived to regret it.
(chorus) You"re no son,no son of mine, but where should I go and what should I do? You"re no son,no son of mine, but I came here for help, I came here for you.
Well the Years they passed slowly, I thought about him everyday. What would I do, if we passed on the Street, would I keep running away?
In and out,of hiding Places, soon I"d have to face the Facts. We"d have to sit down and talk it over, and that would mean:going back.
They say: The Time is a Healer, and now my wounds are not the same. I rang the bell with my heart in my mouth, I had to hear what he"d say.
He sat me down to talk to me, he looked me straight in the eyes.
Von den 'neueren' Genesis (ist auch schon 80er ), gefiel mir immer das am besten (hat auch einen guten Anfagn ...):
HOME BY THE SEA
Creeping up the blind side, shinning up the wall stealing thru the dark of night Climbing thru a window, stepping to the floor checking to the left and the right Picking up the pieces, putting them away something doesn't feel quite right
Help me someone, let me out of here then out of the dark was suddenly heard welcome to the Home by the Sea
Coming out the woodwork, thru the open door pushing from above and below shadows but no substance, in the shape of men round and down and sideways they go adrift without direction, eyes that hold despair then as one they sign and they moan
Help us someone, let us out of here living here so long undisturbed dreaming of the time we were free so many years ago before the time when we first heard welcome to the Home by the Sea
Sit down Sit down as we relive our lives in what we tell you
Images of sorrow, pictures of delight things that go to make up a life endless days of summer longer nights of gloom waiting for the morning light scenes of unimportance, photos in a frame things that go to make up a life
Help us someone, let us out of here cos living here so long undisturbed dreaming of the time we were free so many years ago before the time when we first heard welcome to the Home by the Sea
Sit down Sit down as we relive out lives in what we tell you let us relive out lives in what we tell you
Sit down Sit down cos you won't get away no with us you will stay for the rest of your days - Sit down As we relive our lives in what we tell you Let us relive our lives in what we tell you
SECOND HOME BY THE SEA
Images of sorrow, pictures of delight things that go to make up a life endless days of summer longer nights of gloom just waiting for the morning light scenes of unimportance like photos in a frame things that go to make up a life
The Offspring - The kid's aren't allright =========================================
When we were young the future was so bright The old neighborhood was so alive And every kid on the whole damn street Was gonna make it big and not be beat
Now the neighborhood's cracked and torn The kids are grown up but their lives are worn How can one little street Swallow so many lives
Chances thrown Nothing's free Longing for what used to be Still it's hard Hard to see Fragile lives, shattered dreams
Jamie had a chance, well she really did Instead she dropped out and had a couple of kids Mark still lives at home cause he's got no job He just plays guitar and smokes a lot of pot
Jay committed suicide Brandon OD'd and died What the hell is going on The cruelest dream, reality
From a distance, the world looks blue and green, and the snow capped mountains white. From a distance, the ocean meets the stream, and the eagle takes to flight. From a distance, there is harmony, and the echo through the land. It's the voice of hope, it's the voice of peace, it's the voice of every man. From a distance, we all have enough, and no one is in need. And there are no guns, no bombs and no diseases, no hungry mouths to feed. From a distance, we are instruments, matching in a common band, playing songs of hope, playing songs of peace, there is the song of every man. God is watching us, God is watching us, God is watching us, from a distance, oh God is watching us ... from a distance.
From a distance, you look like my friend, even though we're at war. From a distance, I just cannot comprehend, what all this fighting is for?
it's the hope of ?, it's the love of all, it's the heart of every man. It's the hope of ?, it's the love of all, it is the song of every man. Oh, God is watching us, God is watching us ... from a distance
[f4]Wind beneath my Wings[/f]
Ohhhh, oh, oh, oh, ohhh. It must have been cold there in my shadow, to never have sunlight on your face. You were content to let me shine, that's your way. You always walked a step behind.
So I was the one with all the glory, while you were the one with all the strain. A beautiful face without a name for so long. A beautiful smile to hide the pain.
Did you ever know that you're my hero, and everything I would like to be? I can fly higher than an eagle, for you are the wind beneath my wings.
It might have appeared to go unnoticed, but I've got it all here in my heart. I want you to know I know the truth, of course I know it. I would be nothing without you.
Did you ever know that you're my hero? You're everything I wish I could be. I could fly higher than an eagle, for you are the wind beneath my wings.
Did I ever tell you you're my hero? You're everything, everything I wish I could be. Oh, and I, I could fly higher than an eagle, for you are the wind beneath my wings, 'cause you are the wind beneath my wings.
Oh, the wind beneath my wings. You, you, you, you are the wind beneath my wings. Fly, fly, fly away. You let me fly so high. Oh, you, you, you, the wind beneath my wings. Oh, you, you, you, the wind beneath my wings.
Fly, fly, fly high against the sky, so high I almost touch the sky. Thank you, thank you, thank God for you, the wind beneath my wings.
[f4]The Rose[/f]
Some say love, it is a river That drowns the tender reed Some say love, it is a razor That leaves your soul to bleed Some say love, it is a hunger, An endless aching need I say love, it is a flower, And you its only seed
It's the heart, afraid of breaking, That never learns to dance It's the dream, afraid of waking, That never takes a chance It's the one who won't be taken, Who cannot seem to give And the soul, afraid of dyin', That never learns to live
When the night has been too lonely, And the road has been too long And you think that love is only For the lucky and the strong Just remember in the winter Far beneath the bitter snows Lies the seed, that with the sun's love, In the spring becomes the rose
Ich dachte, es wäre mal wieder Zeit für einen Klassiker .
Petula Clark: Downtown
When you're alone And life is making you lonely you can always go down town. When you got worries, All the noise and the hurry seems to help, I know - down town.
Just listen to the music Of the traffic in the city, linger on the sidewalks Where the neon signs are pretty. How can you lose? The lights are much brighter there You can forget all your troubles, Forget all your cares.
So go down town. Things'll be great When you're down town. No finer place for sure Down town. Everything's waiting for you Down town.
Don't hang around And let your problems surround you, there are movie shows down town. Maybe you know some little places to go to where they never close down town.
Just listen to the rhythm Of a gentle bossa nova. You'll be dancing with 'em too Before the night is over happy again. The lights are much brighter there You can forget all your troubles, Forget all your cares.
So go down town. Where all the lights are bright Down town. Waiting for you tonight Down town. You're gonna be alright now Down town.
When you're alone And life is making you lonely you can always go down town. When you got worries, All the noise and the hurry seems to help, I know - down town.
And you may find somebody kind To help and understand you, someone who is just like you And needs a gentle hand To guide them along. So maybe I'll see you. There we can forget all our troubles, Forget all our cares.
So go down town. Things'll be great when you're Down town. Don't wait a minute more Down town. Everything's waiting for you Down town.
Ich weiss nicht, ob es schon jemand gepostet hat...
Blue & Elton John Sorry seems to be the hardest word
What I got to do to make you love me? What I got to do to make you care? What do I do when lightning strikes me? And I wake to find that you're not there?
What I got to go to make you want me? What I got to do to be heard? What do I say when it's all over? Sorry seems to be the hardest word.
It's sad, so sad It's a sad, sad situation. And it's getting more and more absurd. It's sad, so sad Why can't we talk it over? Oh it seems to me That sorry seems to be the hardest word.
What do I do to make you want me? What I got to do to be heard? What do I say when it's all over? Sorry seems to be the hardest word.
It's sad, so sad It's a sad, sad situation. And it's getting more and more absurd. It's sad, so sad Why can't we talk it over? Oh it seems to me That sorry seems to be the hardest word.
Yeh. Sorry
What I got to do to make you love me? What I got to do to be heard? What do I do when lightning strikes me? What have I got to do? What have I got to do? When sorry seems to be the hardest word.
On the edge of the rainbow Where eagles learn to fly All of our dreams, they seemed so clear Into the morning Into the light of dawn We're flying higher than before
And when I see the light that's shining from your eyes Even brighter than before We're riding the wind to reach the golden dawn We have done it all before
Here I stand Call on you again But my heart is filled with fear Like an eternal flame Our love will remain As we sail the lake of tears
Sometimes I wonder You're so close but you're so far Seems life will never be the same Sigh for the morning To find the light of day Dream of fortune fades away
Here I stand Call on you again But my heart is filled with fear Like an eternal flame Our love will remain As we sail the lake of tears
Here I stand Call on you again But my heart is filled with fear Like an eternal flame Our love will remain As we sail the lake... Here I stand Call on you again But my heart is filled with fear All the tears that I've cried For the love of my life As I sailed the lake of tears Like an eternal flame Our love will remain As we sail the lake of tears
to all my friends present past and beyond especially those who weren't with us too long life is the most precious thing you can lose while you were here fun was never ending laugh a minute only the beginning canton, colvin, nichols, this one's for you
ever get the feeling you can't go on just remember whose side it is that you're on you've got friends with you till the end if you're ever in a tough situation we'll be there with no hesitation brotherhoods our rule that cannot bend
when you're feeling too close to the bottom you know who it is you can count on someone will pick you up again we can conquer anything together all of us are bonded forever if you die I die that's the way it is
We live in a greedy little world-- that teaches every little boy and girl To earn as much as they can possibly-- then turn around and Spend it foolishly We've created us a credit card mess We spend the money we don't possess Our religion is to go and blow it all So it's shoppin' every Sunday at the mall
All we ever want is more A lot more than we had before So take me to the nearest store
[Chorus:] Can you hear it ring It makes you wanna sing It's such a beautiful thing--Ka-ching! Lots of diamond rings The happiness it brings You'll live like a king With lots of money and things
When you're broke go and get a loan Take out another mortgage on your home Consolidate so you can afford To go and spend some more when you get bored
All we ever want is more A lot more than we had before So take me to the nearest store
[Repeat Chorus]
Let's swing Dig deeper in your pocket Oh, yeah, ha Come on I know you've got it Dig deeper in your wallet Oh
All we ever want is more A lot more than we had before So take me to the nearest store
[Repeat Chorus]
Can you hear it ring It makes you wanna sing You'll live like a king With lots of money and things Ka-ching!
Silbermond
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