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PostWysłany: Sob 20:10, 08 Sty 2011    Temat postu:

O, o. A tak zmieniając temat: może coś o DOBRYCH tekstach? Wink

Ja ostatnio jestem zakochana w piosenkach Jonathana Coultona. "Brains" jest według mnie epickie (zombie rozprawiający z ludźmi zamkniętymi w supermarkecie), podobnie "Skullcrusher mountain" (o zakochanym Evil Lordzie/Szalonym Naukowcu).
Co mnie jeszcze ostatnio rozbroiło? "Cruel, cruel moon". Smile


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PostWysłany: Sob 21:03, 08 Sty 2011    Temat postu:

O tekstach złych i dziwnych jest tutaj:
http://www.sierzantundsaper.fora.pl/gadki-szmatki,23/dziwne-glupie-teksty-piosenek,1247.html

Ten post zostawiam, mam nadzieję, że poznajdujemy i dobre teksty (jak coś mi się przypomni, to na pewno wrzucę).


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PostWysłany: Śro 12:43, 23 Mar 2011    Temat postu:

Jeżeli chodzi o dobre teksty - przede wszystkim Peter Hammill:

Cytat:
Out of joint, out of true,
out of love, out of the blue,
out of order, out of orbit, out of control,
out of touch, out of line,
out of sync and out of time,
out of gas, out of tread,
out of road.

Out of date, out of stock,
out of use - out, out, damned spot!
You want out, you want out of it for good.
Out of the running, out of the game,
out on your feet, clear out of range,
out of context, out of contact,
out of the woods.

Out, out, looking for a way out,
no straws are left to cling to;
out, out, going for the fade-out...
but what do you fade into?

Out on the town, out for laughs,
out of service, out to grass,
out of mourning, out of purdah, out on bail,
out of kilter, out of grace,
out to get out of this place,
out of this world, out and out
beyond the pale.

Right out of character, out of sympathy,
so far out upon a limb
you're out of your tree....

Out of breath, out of tune,
out of your head and out of view,
down and out, out for the count, or is it just for revenge?
Out of sight, out of mind,
leave it out, leave it behind
out of reach of all family, all friends.

Out, out, going for the bale-out,
no parachute above you.
Out, out...you'll not feel the fall-out.

I wish I'd said "I love you".


Cytat:
The killer lives inside me; yes, I can feel him move.
Sometimes he's lightly sleeping in the quiet of his room;
but then his eyes will rise and stare through mine,
he'll speak my words and slice my mind inside.
Yes, the killer lives.

The angels live inside me, I can feel them smile;
their presence strokes and soothes the tempest in my mind
and their love can heal the wounds that I have wrought.
They watch me as I go to fall;
well, I know I shall be caught
while the angels live.

How can I be free?
How can I get help?
Am I really me?
Am I someone else?

But stalking in my cloisters hang the acolytes of gloom
and Death's Head throws his cloak into the corner of my room
and I am doomed.
But laughing in my courtyard play the pranksters of my youth
and solemn, waiting Old Man in the gables of the roof:
he tells me truth.

And I, too, live inside me and very often don't know who I am;
I know I'm not a hero;well, I hope that I'm not damned.
I'm just a man, and killers, angels, all are these,
dictators, saviours, refugees in war and peace
as long as Man lives...

I'm just a man, and killers, angels, all are these:
dictators, saviours, refugees.


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PostWysłany: Śro 13:04, 23 Mar 2011    Temat postu:

Jamie Cullum:

Cytat:
After years of expensive education
A car full of books and anticipation
I'm an expert on Shakespeare and that's a hell of a lot
But the world don't need scholars as much as I thought
Maybe I'll go traveling for a year
Finding myself, or start a career
I could work for the poor, though I'm hungry for fame
We all seem so different but we're just the same
Maybe I'll go to the gym, so I don't get fat
Aren't things more easy, with a tight six pack
Who knows the answers, who do you trust
I can't even separate love from lust
Maybe I'll move back home and pay off my loans
Working nine to five, answering phones
But don't make me live for my Friday nights
Drinking eight pints and getting in fights
Don't wanna get up, just have a lie in
Leave me alone, I'm a twentysomething
Maybe I'll just fall in love
That could solve it all
Philosophers say that that's enough
There surely must be more
Love ain't the answer, nor is work
The truth eludes me so much it hurts
But I'm still having fun and I guess that's the key
I'm a twentysomething and I'll keep being me

All: scat
[Sung freely]
I'm a twentysomething, let me lie in
Leave me alone, I'm a twentysomething

All: scat


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PostWysłany: Śro 13:56, 23 Mar 2011    Temat postu:

"Zombie love song" - Your Favourite Martian.

Cytat:
You don't know me, baby, but I've seen you around.
It might be kind of crazy, but I'm just new in town.
And now I wonder what you'd think if I said, hey look
I'd like to get your number and a link to your Facebook.
Now if I tell you what a nice guy's supposed to
Would that compel you not to scream when I approach you?
You'll have to promise me you'll take this news calmly,
But honestly, I'm sort of a zombie.

I knew you'd be surprised. You can bet that I
May not be alive, but I sure as hell ain't dead inside.
What's with the shotty? I ain't wishing you harm.
You see, I'd try to hold your hand but I'm missing an arm.
Brains are all I've eaten all week it's true,
But if my heart were still beating, it would beat for you.
So let me take you to Wendy's. You deserve it.
Yeah, I'm a zombie, baby. Ain't nobody perfect.

I'll chase you through the yard and all through the house into the dark.
Oh I wanna steal your heart and eat your brains.
I've never been so true, but if my heart were still beating, it would beat for you.
Oh I wanna steal your heart and eat your brains.

Baby, sometimes I bite, and you can bet
That I've got an appetite for human flesh.
I'll always be near though. You'll have to accept that
When I nibble on your earlobe you might get infected.
Cause I fell in love with you and I'm
Undead but you make me feel alive.
And when I chase you through the graveyard
It feels like foreplay.

If I'm lying I'm dying, and I speak truly
When I say I love your mind. I'll take brains over beauty.
We'll be the undead Dagwood and Blondie
When I teach you how to zombie, teach you, teach you how to zombie.
And errbody love you, and you can sing along
to this post-apocalyptic, postmortem love song.
So give me a chance, girl. You know I'll be worth it.
Yeah, I'm a zombie, baby. Ain't nobody perfect.

I'll chase you through the yard and all through the house into the dark.
Oh I wanna steal your heart and eat your brains.
I've never been so true, but if my heart were still beating, it would beat for you.
Oh I wanna steal your heart and eat your brains.


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Jethro Tull - Moths

Cytat:
The leaded window opened
to move the dancing candle flame
And the first Moths of summer
suicidal came.
And a new breeze chattered
in its May-bud tenderness ---
Sending water-lillies sailing
as she turned to get undressed.
And the long night awakened
and we soared on powdered wings ---
Circling our tomorrows
in the wary month of Spring.
Chasing shadows slipping
in a magic lantern slide ---
Creatures of the candle
on a night-light-ride.
Dipping and weaving --- flutter
through the golden needle's eye
in our haystack madness. Butterfly-stroking
on a Spring-tide high.
Life's too long (as the Lemming said)
as the candle burned and the Moths were wed.
And we'll all burn together as the wick grows higher ---
before the candle's dead.
The leaded window opened
to move the dancing candle flame.
And the first moths of summer
suicidal came
to join in the worship
of the light that never dies
in a moment's reflection
of two moths spinning in her eyes.


Trees - The Garden Of Jane Delawney

Cytat:
The poet's voice lingers on, his words hanging in the air
The ground you walk upon, might as well not be there
Might as well not be there
I'll take you through my dreams, out into the darkest morning
Past the blood-filled streams, into the garden of Jane Delawney
Into her garden now

Through the rose if there, don't pluck it as you pass
Or the fire will consume your hair and your eyes will turn to glass
Your eyes will turn to glass
In the willow's shade, don't lie to hear it weep
Or its tears of gold and jade, will drown you as you sleep
Will drown you now

Jane Delawney had her dreams that she never did discover
For the flow that feeds the streams is the lifeblood of her lover
Is the lifeblood of her lover
And the purifying beams of the sun will shine here never
While the spirit of her dreams, in the garden lives forever
Lives forever now.


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