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Monthly Archives: Mai 2010

… and on monday they will cry and shout

din ciclul „misa conservatoare”

Something For Nothing, Rush

Waiting for the winds of change
To sweep the clouds away
Waiting for the rainbow’s end
To cast its gold your way
Countless ways
You pass the days

Waiting for someone to call
And turn your world around
Looking for an answer
To the question you have found
Looking for
An open door

You don’t get something for nothing
You can’t have freedom for free
You won’t get wise
With the sleep still in your eyes
No matter what your dreams might be

What you own is your own kingdom
What you do is your own glory
What you love is your own power
What you live is your own story
In your head is the answer
Let it guide you along
Let your heart be the anchor
And the beat of your own song

You don’t get something for nothing
You can’t have freedom for free
You won’t get wise
With the sleep still in your eyes
No matter what your dreams might be

oi! to the world 🙂

a message to you, rudy

ghost town

too much, too young

skinhead girl

i don’t want nobody to give me nothing (open up the door, i’ll get it myself)

I don’t want nobody
To give me nothing
Open up the door
I’ll get it myself

(CHORUS) 2X

Do you hear me
(CHORUS)

Don’t give me denegration
Give me true communication
Don’t give me sorrow
I want equal opportunity
To live tomorrow

Give me schools
And give me better books
So I can read about myself
And gain my truly looks

(CHORUS)
Do you hear me now, now

(CHORUS)

Some of us try
As hard as we can
We don’t want no sympathy
We just wanna be a man

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(CHORUS)
Do you hear me

(CHORUS)

We got talents we can use
On our side of town
Let’s get our heads together
And get it up from the ground

When some of us make money
People hear about our people

Gotta grab out a honey
Forget about honey
Do you now, let me hear, hey

Come on, I got to have it
Come on, I need it
I got to have it, come on
I got to have it, ohh

Lordy, Lordy, Lordy
Lordy, Lordy, Lordy
Play with your bad self
Come on, baby
Come here now
Gotta get it

Got to get myself together
So many things I’ve got to do
So many things I’ve got to do
I don’t no help from you
Tell everybody, body else
All of these things, baby
I’ll do it myself
Come on, hey

I got to have it
I, said I, said I
Said I, said I, I

(CHORUS) 3X
Do you hear me

(CHORUS) 2X

I’m not gonna tell
You what to do
I’m not gonna raise a fuss
But before you make another move
Let’s start by taking care of us

(CHORUS)
Do you hear me

(CHORUS)

Kids get that education
And don’t you take no more
Cause we gonna get
This thing together
You got to carry the bell

I don’t want nobody
To give me nothing
Open up the door
Open up the door
Open up the door
Open up the door
Open up the door
Hey, hey, hey, hey

(CHORUS)

Can you dig the groove
Can you make the move….

song to the siren

Long afloat on shipless oceans
I did all my best to smile
‘til your singing eyes and fingers
Drew me loving to your isle
And you sang
Sail to me
Sail to me
Let me enfold you
Here I am
Here I am
Waiting to hold you

Did I dream you dreamed about me?
Were you hare when I was fox?
Now my foolish boat is leaning
Broken lovelorn on your rocks,
For you sing, ‘touch me not, touch me not, come back tomorrow:
O my heart, o my heart shies from the sorrow’

I am puzzled as the newborn child
I am troubled at the tide:
Should I stand amid the breakers?
Should I lie with death my bride?
Hear me sing, ‘swim to me, swim to me, let me enfold you:
Here I am, here I am, waiting to hold you’

black dog

killing the blues

down to the river and pray

stick with me baby

through the morning

… n-or fi ei prea buni frati cu codrul, dar cel putin par in armonie perfecta unii cu ceilalti

ricochet, seven bridges road

basescu e eurosceptic; pe el, antenelor!

Le-am spus-o si colegilor de vreo trei ani. Nu m-am putut intelege cu Guvernul Tariceanu. Trebuie sa oprim dilema statului social. Sigur e foarte greu sa spui asta la Bruxelles unde se contruieste Europa sociala, dar vedem cum e Europa sociala in Spania si in Portugalia.

http://www.hotnews.ro/stiri-politic-7255231-audio-spus-traian-basescu-pedelistilor-intalnirea-usile-inchise-parlament.htm

get over it, eagles

I turn on the tube and what do I see
A whole lotta people cryin’ ‘Don’t blame me’
They point their crooked little fingers ar everybody else
Spend all their time feelin’ sorry for themselves
Victim of this, victim of that
Your momma’s too thin; your daddy’s too fat

Get over it
Get over it
All this whinin’ and cryin’ and pitchin’ a fit
Get over it, get over it

You say you haven’t been the same since you had your little crash
But you might feel better if I gave you some cash
The more I think about it, Old Billy was right
Let’s kill all the lawyers, kill ‘em tonight
You don’t want to work, you want to live like a king
But the big, bad world doesn’t owe you a thing

Get over it
Get over it
If you don’t want to play, then you might as well split
Get over it, Get over it

It’s like going to confession every time I hear you speak
You’re makin’ the most of your losin’ streak
Some call it sick, but I call it weak

You drag it around like a ball and chain
You wallow in the guilt; you wallow in the pain
You wave it like a flag, you wear it like a crown
Got your mind in the gutter, bringin’ everybody down
Complain about the present and blame it on the past
I’d like to find your inner child and kick its little ass

Get over it
Get over it
All this bitchin’ and moanin’ and pitchin’ a fit
Get over it, get over it

Get over it
Get over it
It’s gotta stop sometime, so why don’t you quit
Get over it, get over it

…insanatosire grabnica si spor la treaba!