Lyrics

Mayhem - My Death

There's a sign carved deep
In the palm of your hand
There's a birthmark craving
On the left side of your heart
Your life was forever structured
Composed and eternally given
The dying your produce never stops
In the sound of universal destruction
There's an inherent nihilism in your spirit
Into your glory of emptiness
I send my lifeforce. My Death
Be death with me
My Death
Odium humani generis
Odium humani generis
Odium humani generis
Odium humani generis

Sehr bewegendes Lied, wie ich finde......

koRn - Alone I break​

Pick me up
been bleeding too long
Right here, right now
I'll stop it some how

I will make it go away
can't be here no more
Seems this is the only way
I will soon be gone
these feelings will be gone
these feelings will be gone

Now I see the times they change
leaving doesn't seems so strange
I am hoping I can find
where to leave my hurt behind
All this shit I seem to take
all alone I seem to break
I have lived the best I can
Does this make me not a man?

Shut me off
I am ready,
Heart stops
I stand alone
Can't be on my own

I will make it go away
can't be here no more
Seems this is the only way
I will soon be gone
these feelings will be gone
these feelings will be gone

Now I see the times they change
leaving doesn't seems so strange
I am hoping I can find
where to leave my hurt behind
All this shit I seem to take
all alone I seem to break
I have lived the best I can
Does this make me not a man?

Am I going to leave this place?
What is it I'm running from?
is there nothing more to come? (am I Gunna leave this place?)
Is it always black in space?
Am I going to take it's place?
Am I going to leave this race? (Am I going to leave this race?)
I guess god's up in this place?
what is it that I've become?
is there something more to come? (more to come)

Now I see the times they change
leaving doesn't seems so strange
I am hoping I can find
where to leave my hurt behind
All this shit I seem to take
all alone I seem to break
I have lived the best I can
Does this make me not a man? [x2]
​

System of a down - B.Y.O.B

WHY DO THEY ALWAYS SEND THE POOR?!

Barbarisms by Barbaras
With pointed heels
Victorious victories kneel
For brand new spankin' deals
Marching forward hypocrite and
Hypnotic computers
you depend on our protection
Yet you feed us lies from the tablecloth

lalalalalalala lala

Everybody's going to the party have a real good time
Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine

Kneeling roses disappearing into
Moses' dry mouth
Breaking into Fort Knox stealing
Our intentions
Hangers sitting dripped in oil
Crying freedom
Handed to absolution
Still you feed us lies from the tablecloth

Everybody's going to the party have a real good time
Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine
{x2}

Blast off
It's party time
And we don't live in a fascist nation
Blast off
It's part time
And where the **** are you?

Where the **** are you?
Where the **** are you?
Why don't presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why don't presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor? x4

Kneeling roses disappearing into
Moses' dry mouth
Breaking into Fort Knox stealing
Our Intentions
Hangers sitting dripped in oil
Crying freedom
Handed to absolution
Still you feed us lies from the tablecloth

Everybody's going to the party
have a real good time
Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine
Everybody's going to the party
have a real good time
Dancing in the desert blowing up the sun
Where the **** are you?
Where the **** are you?
Why don't presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why don't presidents fight the war?

Why do they always send the poor? x6
They always send the poor x2

Beide Lieder sind von Patrice

I thought I knew

I THOUGT I KNEW WHAT LOVE IS
BUT NOW I GOT TO REDEFINE IT
NOW I KNOW WHAT I MISSED
AS I WAS LOOKING FOR THIS
NOW I KNOW WHAT LOVE IS

I FOUND BEAUTY IN THE POOREST OF PLACES
WHILE IN THE RICH WORLD THERE WAS NONE OF IT TO FIND
BORN AND RAISED IN A DESERT YOUR VOICE WAS MY OASIS
YOU WHERE LIKE WATER WHEN MY CUP WAS RUNNING DRY
IN MY DARKEST HOUR YOU WOULD SHINE RIGHT IN MY FACE
YES WHEN I WAS DOWN AND BLUE
THROUGH YOU MY HOPES WERE RAISED YES
IN MY PRAYERS I GIVE THANKS AND I GIVE PRAISES
FOR YOU
BABY YOU
BABY YOU

I THOUGT I KNEW WHAT LOVE IS
BUT NOW I GOT TO REDEFINE IT
NOW I KNOW WHAT I MISSED
AS I WAS LOOKING FOR THIS
NOW I KNOW WHAT LOVE IS
I GOT TO REDEFINE IT
NOW I KNOW WHAT I MISSED
COS I WAS LOOKING FOR THIS
NOW I KNOW WHAT LOVE IS

LIGHT IS BLAZING YOU'RE AMAZING MONNBATHING ON TH PAVEMENT
IN YOUR ARMS I FIND MY PEACE OF MIND
AS PARADISE WAS CIVILIZED
AND PARALIZED SUPERFLIES WITH SEVEN LIVES WERE TELEVISED AS HEAVEN CRIES HIS LULLABIES
WELL IT'S VENUS BETWEEN US SENIORS TEAM UP WITH DEMONS
DEM FIGHT THE WARS WE BEAR THE SCARS
MESS UP THE EARTH ANDLEAVE TO MARS
THIS IS HIGHER THAN ANY MOUNTAIN
GREATER THAN THE UNIVERSE
DEEPER THAN ETERNITY
YOUR GRAVITY IS GROUNDING ME
I TAKE YOU ON MORNING RIDES
YES I TAKE YOU ON EVENING RIDES
YEAH WE WILL RIDE THE STORMS AND TIDES?
THROUGH THE NIGHT
THROUGH THE NIGHT
THROUGH THE NIGHT

I THOUGT I KNEW WHAT LOVE IS
BUT NOW I GOT TO REDEFINE IT
NOW I KNOW WHAT I MISSED
AS I WAS LOOKING FOR THIS
NOW I KNOW WHAT LOVE IS
I GOT TO REDEFINE IT
NOW I KNOW WHAT I MISSED
COS I WAS LOOKING FOR THIS
NOW I KNOW WHAT LOVE IS

Uncried

I LOVE YOU
WHY CAN'T LOVE BE ENOUGH?
YOU MUST HATE ME
FOR WHAT I'VE DONE TO OUR LOVE
UH UH UH UH UH UUH
WHAT HAVE I DONE TO OUR LOVE?
UH UH UH UH UH UUH
WHAT HAVE I DONE?
EVENTHOUGH I SMILE SO
MY TEARS DROP INSIDE
IN A BLACK HOLE
NOT EVEN FEARS FILL THIS VOID
HOW LONG DOES A TEAR TAKE
FROM MY EYE TO THE GROUND
IF NOT OUR LIFETIME
GOTTA TURN MYSELF UPSIDE DOWN
AND

MAKE IT UNCRIED (MAKE IT UNDONE)
I GOTTA MAKE IT UNCRIED (MAKE IT UNDONE)
UH UH UH UH UH UUH
UH UH UH UH UH UUH

WHERE ARE WE HEADING?
YOUR LEFT IS MY RIGHT
WE'RE IN A DEAD END
HOPIN' THAT I SEE THE LIGHT
I BROKE THE PUREST HEART LIKE A VIRGIN SKIN
SO INNOCENT AND FREE FROM SIIN

GOTTA TURN MYSELF IN (MAKE IT UNDONE)
I GOTTA TURN MYSELF IN (MAKE IT UNDONE)
UH UH UH UH UH UUH
UH UH UH UH UH UUH

I GOTTA TURN MYSELF IN YEAH
AND THERE AIN'T NO PLACE TO RUN
I GOTTA TURN MYSELF IN YEAH
AND THERE AIN'T NOWHERE TO RUN TO...

Your skin shines pale like a white shame
from the most romantic liar
of all times
my greatest luck of it all
too scared of being in love

again

and again

and I feel like Oscar Wilde in his later days

(Intrigue and Romance)

don't you dare
love me forever
I'm not used to this kind of affection

now I should leave you

again

and again

what have I done
and we hide
and whisper immoral things

(intrigue and romance)

don't you dare...

a story has to have a beginning, a middle and an end
but never in that order
never

(intrigue and romance)

don't you dare...

Phillip Boa & The Voodooclub - "Intrigue and Romance" (2005)

C.

Ich poste jetzt auch einfach mal einen Songtext der IMO ziemlich gelungen ist (und hoffe das ihn noch niemand vor mir gepostet hat ):

TUPAC - CHANGES

Come on come on
I see no changes wake up in the morning and I ask myself
is life worth living should I blast myself?
I'm tired of bein' poor & even worse I'm black
my stomach hurts so I'm lookin' for a purse to snatch
Cops give a damn about a negro
pull the trigger kill a nigga he's a hero
Give the crack to the kids who the hell cares
one less hungry mouth on the welfare
First ship 'em dope & let 'em deal the brothers
give 'em guns step back watch 'em kill each other
It's time to fight back that's what Huey said
2 shots in the dark now Huey's dead
I got love for my brother but we can never go nowhere
unless we share with each other
We gotta start makin' changes
learn to see me as a brother instead of 2 distant strangers
and that's how it's supposed to be
How can the Devil take a brother if he's close to me?
I'd love to go back to when we played as kids
but things changed, and that's the way it is


That's just the way it is
Things'll never be the same
That's just the way it is
aww yeah


-2-
I see no changes all I see is racist faces
misplaced hate makes disgrace to races
We under I wonder what it takes to make this
one better place, let's erase the wasted
Take the evil out the people they'll be acting right
'cause both black and white is smokin' crack tonight
and only time we chill is when we kill each other
it takes skill to be real, time to heal each other
And although it seems heaven sent
We ain't ready, to see a black President, uhh
It ain't a secret don't conceal the fact
the penitentiary's packed, and it's filled with blacks
But some things will never change
try to show another way but you stayin' in the dope game
Now tell me what's a mother to do
bein' real don't appeal to the brother in you
You gotta operate the easy way
"I made a G today" But you made it in a sleazy way
sellin' crack to the kid. " I gotta get paid,"
Well hey, well that's the way it is

Bridge
Talking:We gotta make a change...
It's time for us as a people to start makin' some changes.
Let's change the way we eat, let's change the way we live
and let's change the way we treat each other.
You see the old way wasn't working so it's on us to do
what we gotta do, to survive.

-3-
And still I see no changes can't a brother get a little peace
It's war on the streets & the war in the Middle East
Instead of war on poverty they got a war on drugs
so the police can bother me
And I ain't never did a crime I ain't have to do
But now I'm back with the blacks givin' it back to you
Don't let 'em jack you up, back you up,
crack you up and pimp slap you up
You gotta learn to hold ya own
they get jealous when they see ya with ya mobile phone
But tell the cops they can't touch this
I don't trust this when they try to rush I bust this
That's the sound of my tool you say it ain't cool
my mama didn't raise no fool
And as long as I stay black I gotta stay strapped
& I never get to lay back
'Cause I always got to worry 'bout the pay backs
some buck that I roughed up way back
comin' back after all these years
rat-a-tat-tat-tat-tat that's the way it is uhh

traumhaft traumhaft die pure wahrheit!!!! und nichts als die Wahrheit


My life is brilliant.
My love is pure.
I saw an angel.
Of that I'm sure.
She smiled at me on the subway.
She was with another man.
But I won't lose no sleep on that,
'Cause I've got a plan.

You're beautiful. You're beautiful.
You're beautiful, it's true.
I saw you face in a crowded place,
And I don't know what to do,
'Cause I'll never be with you.

Yeah, she caught my eye,
As we walked on by.
She could see from my face that I was,
Fucking high,
And I don't think that I'll see her again,
But we shared a moment that will last till the end.

You're beautiful. You're beautiful.
You're beautiful, it's true.
I saw you face in a crowded place,
And I don't know what to do,
'Cause I'll never be with you.
You're beautiful. You're beautiful.
You're beautiful, it's true.
There must be an angel with a smile on her face,
When she thought up that I should be with you.
But it's time to face the truth,
I will never be with you.

Vielleicht nicht unbedingt ein Lieblingssong von mir aber in der Grundschule haben wir folgendes Lied öfters gesungen:

EAV - Fata Morgana

Tief in der Sahara
auf einem Dromedara
ritt ein deutscher Forscher durch den Dattelhain.
Da sah der Mumienkeiler
ein Mädchen namens Laila;
Magische Erregung fährt im ins Gebein.
Er rief: "Sag' mir, wer bist Du, die mich trunken macht?
Komm und heile meine Wunden!"
Sie sprach: "Ich bin Laila, die Königin der Nacht!"
Simsalabim! war sie verschwunden!

Wie eine Fata Morgana,
So nah und doch so weit,
wie eine Fata Morgana.
Abarakadabara!
Und sie war nicht mehr da!

Er folgt den Gesängen
dort, wo die Datteln hängen,
dem Trugbild namens Laila und sah nicht die Gefahr.
Ein alter Beduine
saß auf einer Düne,
biß in die Zechine und sprach: "Inschallah!
Oh Effendi, man nennt mich Hadschi Halef Ibrahim.
Befreie dich von ihrem Zauber,
sonst bist Du des Todes!" rief der Muezzin,
und weg war der alte Dattelklauber.

Wie eine Fata Morgana,
So nah und doch so weit,
wie eine Fata Morgana.
Abarakadabara!
Und sie war nicht mehr da!

Es kroch der Effendi
mehr tot schon als lebendi
unter heißer Sonne durch den Wüstensand.
"Beim Barte des Propheten,
jetzt muß ich abtreten!"
sprach er und erhob noch einmal seine Hand,
und er sah am Horizont die Fata Morgana,
drauf starb er im Lande der Araber.
Die Geier über ihm, die krächzten: "Inschallah!
Endlich wieder ein Kadaver!"

Wie eine Fata Morgana,
So nah und doch so weit,
wie eine Fata Morgana.
Abarakadabara!
Und sie war nicht mehr da!

Wie eine Fata Morgana,
So nah und doch so weit,
wie eine Fata Morgana.
Abarakidabari!
Und fort war sie!

Bathory - One Rode To Asa Bay

One man rode the way through the woods
Down to Asa bay
Where dragon ships had sailed to sea
More times than one could say
To see with own eyes the wonder
People told of from man to man
The God of all almightyness
Had arrived from a foreign land

The rumours told of a man
Who had come from the other side the seas
Carrying gold cross around neck in chain
And spoke in strange tongue of peace
He had come with strange men in armour
Dressed in purple shirts and lace
Smelling not of beer but flowers
And with no hair in face

And the bold man carrying cross
Had told all one of Asa bay
The God of all man woman child had come
To them all save
And to thank Lord of Heaven
One should build to God a house
And to save one's soul from Hell
One should be baptised and say vows

A man of pride with the Hammer told new God
To build his house on own
And spoke loud of the Gods of their fathers
Not too long time gone
The rumours said the man with a beard like fire
And the Hammer in chain
By men in armour silenced was and by
Their swords was slain

Those who did not pay the one coin
Of four to man of new God
Whipped was twenty and put in chains then locked
By their neck to the log (To the log...)
And so all of Asa bay did build
A house of the cross
Every hour of daylight they did sweat
Limbs ached because faith does cost

And on the day two hundred
There it stood white to the sky
The house of the God of the cross
Big enough to take two dragon ships inside
And all of Asa bay did watch
The wonder raise to the sky
Now must the God of the cross be pleased
And satisfied

Just outside the circle of the crowd
One old man did stand
He looked across the waters
And blotted the sun out of his eyes with one hand
And his old eyes could almost see
The dragon ships set sail
And his old ears could almost hear
Men of great numbers call out Oden's hail

And though he did know already
Though he turned face towards sky
And whispered silent words forgotten
Spoken only way up high
Now this house of a foreign God does stand
Now must they leave us alone
Still he heard from somewhere in the woods
Old crow of wisdom say
...people of Asa land, it's only just begun...

Texta - Willkommen im Club ... ein nettes stück österreichische hipHops .. echt gut ...


Bridge:
Komm zu uns, wenn du dich nicht so gern im Spiegel siehst
komm zu uns wenn du weißt, du versäumst den Geist der Zeit
komm du uns wenn du meinst, du wirst niemals Nummer 1
wenn du weißt wer du bist, kriegst du was du willst also liebe dich selbst und freak zu dem Beat!

Skero:
Was ist eigentlich los mit dir? Du bist einfach nicht so wie wir
du bist introvertiert, blind und verwirrt
keine Frau auf der Welt will ein Kind von dir
du bist spindeldürr und viel zu fett
es findet sich ein Komplex
der dich schwächt und stoppt
vergiß diesen Schrott
du bist du und veränderst dich noch


Laima:

Bist nicht nur dumm, siehst auch so aus
Bei Dämmerung gehst du aus dem Haus
hast Schuppenhaut und Augenringe
Blasenschwäche, Frauenstimme
An die Wäsche will dir nur dein Schneider
ziehst die Lines nur mit Kugelschreiber
Kriegst und fickst nur die tollsten Frauen
doch dann wachst du auf aus deinem feuchten Traum.


Flip:
Über Nacht läuft alles wie verkehrt
deine Aktienfonds sind nichts mehr wert
hast dich nie beschwert, hast immer gern erklärt, daß dein Herz für die Firma schwärmt
plötzlich gemobbt, gedroppt von deinem Boss
kein Bock, kein Job wie heimatlos
wo bleiben bloß Freunde, wenn man sie braucht?
sie machen sich aus dem Staub!


Huckey:
Du fühlst dich als wärst du für die Leute nur Freiwild
worum es auch geht, du bist das schlechteste Beispiel
was immer du tust, du bist für alle ein Feindbild
sie merken halt, daß dich der Neid frißt
und denken, daß du ihnen die Zeit stiehlst
sie finden es nervig, daß du ihnen nachrennst
auf Parties sieht man dich an wie ´n Marsmensch
weil du hier zwar alle, aber dich kein Arsch kennt


Chorus: Du hast den Anschluß verloren - Willkommen im Club!
du bist außer der Norm - Willkommen im Club!
du tust Fingernägel kauen und Nasen bohren, man nennt dich Arsch mit Ohren- Willkommen im Club!
Du siehst ******* aus - Willkommen im Club!
und dein Style ist out - Willkommen im Club!
du glaubst du bist extrem und fickst das System wenn du Zeitung klaust - Willkommen im Club!
eder Tag ist gleich - Willkommen im Club!
an dir nagt die Zeit- Willkommen im Club!
seit du 20 bist hast du Angst und Schiß vor dem Altersheim - Willkommen im Club!
Du hältst den Rauch nicht aus- Willkommen im Club!
dir ist der Sound zu laut - Willkommen im Club!
borgst ´nen Audi aus aus dem Autohaus und läßt den Rowdy raus - Willkommen im Club!

Laima:

Du bist Idealist und so korrekt
gehst freiwillig zum Drogentest
wenn´s um Kohle geht, sagst du immer nein
spendest Unsummen ans Kinderheim
Huckey: Du hast grün gewählt, Müll getrennt, bügelst selbst
wolltest nur das Beste für die Welt
mit Bestürzung hast du festgestellt
daß sogar dein Hippiefreund dich für ein Würstchen hält

Flip: Du bist Firmenboss, residierst im Schloß, brillierst im Golf
zahlst miesen Lohn für miese Jobs
jetzt hast du die liebe Not, das Finanzamt überprüft dich und nimmt dich hoch!

Skero: Du bist fast perfekt, hast ´ne Topfigur
bist der beste Kunde vom Chirurg
in der Nacktbar schüttelst du jede Nacht
was der Onkel Doktor dir gegeben hat
Laima: Du bist dies und das, stark und schwach
ein cooler Typ und ein Riesenarsch

Flip: Bist eine Weiberheld oder Frauenversteher
spielst im winning Team oder bist Jausengegner

Skero: Bist Däumchendreher oder hyperaktiv
von allen gehaßt oder überall beliebt

Huckey: Bist schon immer dabei, hast schon lang genug
ganz egal was du tust, komm in unseren Club!

Bridge
Chorus

<center> wish i was too dead to cry
my self-affliction fades
stones to throw at my creator
masochist to which i cater

you don't need to bother
i don't need to be
i'll keep slipping farther
but once i hold on
i won't let go 'till it bleeds

wish i was too dead to care
if indeed i cared at all
never had a voice to protest
so you fed me shit to digest
i wish i had a reason
my flaws are open season
for this i gave up trying
one good turn deserves my dying

you don't need to bother
i don't need to be
i'll keep slipping farther
but once i hold on
i won't let go till it bleeds

wish i'd died instead of lived
a zombie hides my face
shell forgotten with it's memories
diaries left with cryptic entries

and you don't need to bother
i don't need to be
i'll keep slipping farther
but once i hold on
i won't let go 'till it bleeds

you don't need to bother
i don't need to be, yea
i'll keep slipping farther
but once i hold on , once i hold on
i'll never live down my deceit


Corey Taylor - Bother
</center>

Eines meiner absoluten Lieblinge .....

btw ankääää Nomi !!!!!! Hab das Lied schon so lange im Kopf wusste aber nie nach was ich suchen sollte

engelz schrieb:

<center>
Corey Taylor - Bother
</center>

Zum Vergrößern anklicken....

Der Interpret ist aber Stone Sour und nicht nur Corey Taylor, der zwar Sänger bei der Band ist, dieses Stück aber nicht nur ihm entspringt.

On the last day of summer
The sun came out
To say good-bye
On the last day of summer
Out in the shade, here's lemonade

And children sang
And doorbells rang
And people went their way
Like nothing now could be wrong
The secrets shared
And the times we cared
When morning comes
We'll all just float out of here

On the last day of summer
I wrote a song
I mowed the lawn
On the last day of summer
So sad to say
But she'll have her way
And leaves will fall as times grow tall
Pictured with people in white velvet cars
And the ladies with compassion
Written straight down to their heels
We'll laugh to know just how sad this morning feels

On the last day of summer
The last day of summer
Here it comes...

And children sang
And doorbells rang
And people went their way
Like nothing now could be wrong
The secrets shared
And the times we cared
When morning comes
We'll all pull our way out of here

On the last day of summer
The last day of summer...

Darmstaedter - "The Last Day Of Summer" (1997)

C.

Well, how do you do, young Willie McBride,
Do you mind if I sit down here by your graveside?
And rest for awhile in the warm summer sun,
I've been walking all day, and I'm nearly done.
And I see by your gravestone you were only 19
When you joined the great fallin' in 1916,
Well, I hope you died quick and I hope you died clean
Or, Willie McBride, was it slow and obscene?

Ref.:
Did they Beat the drum slowly, did the play the pipes lowly?
Did the play the Death March as they lowered you down?
Did the bugles sound The Last Post in chorus?
Did the pipes play the Flowers of the Forest?

And did you leave a wife or a sweetheart behind
In some loyal heart is your memory enshrined?
And, though you died back in 1916,
To that loyal heart you're forever 19?
Or are you a stranger without even a name,
Forever enshrined behind some glass pane,
In an old photograph, torn and tattered and stained,
And fading to yellow in a brown leather frame?

Ref.

The sun's shining down on these green fields of France;
The warm wind blows gently, and the red poppies dance.
The trenches have vanished long under the plow;
No gas and no barbed wire, no guns firing now.
But here in this graveyard that's still No Man's Land
The countless white crosses in mute witness stand
To man's blind indifference to his fellow man.
And a whole generation who'ere butchered and damned.

Ref.

And I can't help but wonder now, Willie McBride,
Do all those who lie here know why they died?
Did you really believe them when they told you "The Cause?"
Did you really believe that this war would end wars?
Well the suffering, the sorrow, the glory, the shame
The killing and dying, it was all done in vain,
Oh Willie McBride, it all happened again,
And again, and again, and again, and again.

"Green Fields Of France (No Man's Land)", das ist der Text von den Dropkick Murphys, das Original kommt von Eric Bogle.

Rise Against - State of the Union

If we're the flagship of peace and prosperity
We're taking on water and about to f*cking sink
No one seems to notice, no one even blinks
The crew all left the passengers to die under the sea

[Chorus]
Countdown
To the very end
Equality
An invitation that we wont extend
Ready, aim
Pull the trigger now
In time you
Firmly secure your place in hell

State of the union address
Reads war torn country still a mess
The words: power, death, and distorted truth
Are read between the lines of the red, white, and blue

[Chorus]
Countdown
To the very end
Equality
An invitation that we wont extend
Ready, aim
Pull the trigger now
In time you
Firmly secure your place in hell

Your place in hell [x2]

'Guilty' is what our graves will read
No years, no family, we did
Nothing (nothing) to stop the murder of
a people just like us

Summer has come and passed
The innocent can never last
wake me up when september ends

like my fathers come to pass
seven years has gone so fast
wake me up when september ends

here comes the rain again
falling from the stars
drenched in my pain again
becoming who we are

as my memory rests
but never forgets what I lost
wake me up when september ends

summer has come and passed
the innocent can never last
wake me up when september ends

ring out the bells again
like we did when spring began
wake me up when september ends

here comes the rain again
falling from the stars
drenched in my pain again
becoming who we are

as my memory rests
but never forgets what I lost
wake me up when september ends

Summer has come and passed
The innocent can never last
wake me up when september ends

like my father's come to pass
twenty years has gone so fast
wake me up when september ends
wake me up when september ends
wake me up when september ends

Green Day - When September Ends (2005)

C.

Ein recht kurzes Lied called The Key:

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Shut the **** up! You shut the **** up!
Who the **** are you? Who the **** are you? (I ain't nobody)
That's the question, the question at hand.
Oh, man, **** this. **** this! (I ain't nobody)

You know, I lost my place a long time ago
about fifty fucking rhymes ago
I'm wrecking again
I'm seriously considering checking myself in
Locked inside this key chamber
There's millions of keys inside
but only one can stop my anger
and I'm not fading away, so I'll just have to die

Unlocking the doors in my mind
How many doors will I find?
I think I got the key
I guess I'll just try another if that's the key
Unlocking the doors in my mind
How many doors will I find?
I think I got the key
I guess I'll just try another if that's the key

Ah, look at all the lonely people.
Ah, look at all the lonely people.

Eleanor Rigby, picks up the rice in the church where a wedding has been,
lives in a dream,
waits at the window, wearing the face that she keeps in a jar by the door.
Who is it for?

All the lonely people.
Where do they all come from?
All the lonely people.
Where do they all belong?

Father McKenzie writing the words of a sermon that no one will hear,
no one comes near,
look at him working. Darning his socks in the night when there's nobody there.
What does he care?

All the lonely people.
Where do they all come from?
All the lonely people.
Where do they all belong?

Ah, look at all the lonely people.
Ah, look at all the lonely people.

Eleanor Rigby, died in the church and was buried along with her name,
nobody came.
Father McKenzie wiping the dirt from his hands as he walks from the grave,
no one was saved.

All the lonely people.
Where do they all come from?
All the lonely people.
Where do they all belong?



The Beatles - Eleanor Rigby (1966)