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- Imagine there’s no heaven
It’s easy if you try
No hell below us
Above us, only sky
Imagine all the people
Sharing all the world
You may say I’m a dreamer
But I’m not the only one
I hope someday you’ll join us
And the world will live as one
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Take the quiz: "Which Dead Rock Star Are You?"
Joey Ramone
You are Joey Ramone! Hey, ho, lets go! Yeah, you're a happy little one, aren't you? Joey was dying and yet he did a cover of What A Wonderful World. You can't get more poppy than that. A hero, you are. Oh, he died in 2001 from cancer, poor guy.
Znala sam!!Znala!!!jeeeees!!!!!
Kurt Cobain
Kurt. Is. God. Sexy, sensative, troubled, I could go on all day. If he were alive, you two would definitaly be the perfect couple.
fetuisic male zirafice =)
njah njah
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Moj decec kojeg jaaakooo volim
Mishooo...moj dugokosi bubac =)
Moja sekica (ne balavo deriste,neg druga jedna...ma jebite se ak ne kuzite)
Invinoveritas-najslada crvenokosa cura koju znam
Dijete cvijeca-slatko djevojce koje ljudima poklanja lisce
Dodo-moja tratincica koju jako volim
Moja najdraza droljica (nemojte krivo shvatit,to ja njoj iz ljubavi) koja jako voli krave
Lavander-totalno spaljena cura
Ako ste lijepi,pametni,zauzeti,bogati,nemate tu kaj trazit =)
Lik sa zakon kosom koji rastura fiziku =)
slatki leptiwich
Abandoned-cura koja predivno pise
Irina...da.
Kety
Mellona- jos jedno dijete s atleckog
mala sretna hippie vjestica
weee...shit happens
weeeeee Lonac
Senki....weee...on je cool...i ima jaknu punu prisivaka..mda
one su vatra i valjak...vatra je u biti cappy...ali nema veze
ona je veky...i voli chea...kao i ja...i trati vrijeme samnom na msn-u...mda
Mrtva djeva
Ines???ili
Ona je Daria...aha...pa si vi mislite
moja zla kolegica iz skole...pa sad si vi mislite
~ IN MEMORIAM ~
(ljudi koji su prestali blogati ili otvorili nove blogove)
yoy-cek...mda
Perla
Speedy- my cat
Spikey
Ramonac
My sis' & me
*bendovi koji slusam:
Azra
Crvena Jabuka
Bijelo Dugme
Divlje Jagode
Prljavo Kazaliste
Riblja Corba
Bob Marley
Guns'n'Roses
Ramones
Siddharta
Ac/Dc
The Doors
Led Zeppelin
Deep Purple
Nirvana
Pantera
Iron Maiden
Sistem Of A Down
The Vines
Janis Joplin
Kawasaki 3P
Blink 182
Garbage
The Cardigans
Hladno Pivo
-ako ista zaboravih,dopisat cu...ili nesto u tom stilu
Pantera - Cowboys from hell
Under the lights where we stand tall
Nobody touches us at all
Showdown, shootout, spread fear within, without
We're gonna take what's ours to have
Spread the word throughout the land
They say the bad guys wear black
We're tagged and can't turn back
You see us comin'
And you all together run for cover
We're takin over this town
Here we come reach for your gun
And you better listen my friend, you see
It's been slow down below,
Aimed at you we're the cowboys from hell
Deed is done again, we've won
Ain't talking no tall tales friend
'Cause high noon, your doom
Comin' for you we're the cowboys from hell
Pillage the village, trash the scene
But better not take it out on me
'Cause a ghost town is found
Where your city used to be
So out of the darkness and into the light
Sparks fly everywhere in sight
From my double barrel, 12 gauge,
Can't lock me in your cage
You see us comin'
And you all together run for cover
We're takin over this town
Here we come reach for your gun
And you better listen my friend, you see
It's been slow down below,
Aimed at you we're the cowboys from hell
Deed is done again, we've won
Ain't talking no tall tales friend
'Cause high noon, your doom
Comin' for you we're the cowboys from hell
Guns N' Roses - Don't Cry
Talk to me softly
There is something in your eyes
Don't hang your head in sorrow
And please don't cry
I know how you feel inside I've
I've been there before
Somethin is changin' inside you
And don't you know
Don't you cry tonight
I still love you baby
Don't you cry tonight
Don't you cry tonight
There's a heaven above you baby
And don't you cry tonight
Give me a whisper
And give me a sign
Give me a kiss before you
tell me goodbye
Don't you take it so hard now
And please don't take it so bad
I'll still be thinkin' of you
And the times we had...baby
And don't you cry tonight
Don't you cry tonight
Don't you cry tonight
There's a heaven above you baby
And don't you cry tonight
And please remember that I never lied
And please remember
how I felt inside now honey
You gotta make it your own way
But you'll be alright now sugar
You'll feel better tomorrow
Come the morning light now baby
And don't you cry tonight
And don't you cry tonight
And don't you cry tonight
There's a heaven above you baby
And don't you cry
Don't you ever cry
Don't you cry tonight
Baby maybe someday
Don't you cry
Don't you ever cry
Don't you cry
Tonight
Bob Dylan - Knockin' On Heaven's Door
Mama take this badge from me
I can't use it anymore
It's getting dark too dark to see
Feels like I'm knockin' on heaven's door
Kn-kn-knockin' on heaven's door
Kn-knockin' on heaven's door
Kn-knockin' on heaven's door
Kn-knockin' on heaven's door
Mama put my guns in the ground
I can't shoot them anymore
That cold black clud is comin' down
Feels like I'm knockin' on heaven's door
Kn-kn-knockin' on heaven's door
Kn-knockin' on heaven's door
Kn-knockin' on heaven's door
Kn-knockin' on heaven's door
You just better start sniffin' your own
rank subjugation jack' cause it's just you
against your tattered libido,the bank and
the mortician,forever man and it wouldn't
be luck if you could get out of life alive
Kn-kn-knockin' on heaven's door
Ramones - Sweet Little Ramona
Hey Johnny, hey Dee Dee
Little Tom and Joey
You know we're comin' over
Sweet sweet little Ramona
You're getting better and better
It's getting easier than ever
Hey you kids in the crowd
You know you like it
When the music's loud.
Sweet sweet little Ramona
she always wants to come over
Sweet sweet little Ramona
I think I'll try and phone her
I let her in if you're wondering why
Cause she's a spy for the BBI
I leter her in and I started to cry
And then I knew I wanted to die
Oooh, little Ramona.
Guns 'N' Roses - Paradise City
Just a' urchin livin' under the street
I'm a hard case that's tough to beat
I'm your charity case
So buy me somethin' to eat
I'll pay you at another time
Take it to the end of the line
Ragz to richez or so they say
Ya gotta keep pushin' for the fortune and fame
It's all a gamble
When it's just a game
Ya treat it like a capital crime
Evrybodey's doin' their time
Take me down
To the paradise city
Where the grass is green
And the girls are pretty
Take me home
Strapped in the chair of the city's gas chamber
Why I'm here I can't quite remeber
The surgeon general says it's hazardous to breathe
I'd have another cigarette but I can't see
Tell me who ya gonna belive
So far away
So far away
So far away
So far away
Captain America's been torn apart
Now he's a court jester with a broken heart
He said-
Turn me around and take me back to the start
I must be losin' my mind-Are you blind?
I've seen it all a million times
- The Doors - Alabama song
Well, show me the way
To the next whiskey bar
Oh, don't ask why
Oh, don't ask why
Show me the way
To the next whiskey bar
Oh, don't ask why
Oh, don't ask why
For if we don't find
The next whiskey bar
I tell you we must die
I tell you we must die
I tell you, I tell you
I tell you we must die
Oh, moon of Alabama
We now must say goodbye
We've lost our good old mama
And must have whiskey, oh, you now why
Oh, moon of Alabama
We now must say goodbye
We've lost our good old mama
And must have whiskey, oh, you now why
Well, show me the way
To the next little girl
Oh, don't ask why
Oh, don't ask why
Show me the way
To the next little girl
Oh, don't ask why
Oh, don't ask why
For if we don't find
The next little girl
I tell you we must die
I tell you we must die
I tell you, I tell you
I tell you we must die
Oh, moon of Alabama
We now must say goodbye
We've lost our good old mama
And must have whiskey, oh, you now why
Ramones - She talk's to rainbows
She's a little lost girl in her own little world
She looks so happy but she seems so sad
ah ah oh yea oh oh oh yea
She's a little lost girl in her own little world
I'd like to help her I'd like to try
ah ah oh yea oh oh oh yea
She talks to birds she talks to angels
she talks to trees she talks to bees
She don't talk to me
Talks to the rainbows and to the seas
she talks to the trees
She don't talk to me
Don't talk to me
You know she drives me outta my mind
You know she drives me outta my head
You know she drives me outta my mind
You know she drives me outta my head
She talks to birds she talks to angels
she talks to trees she talks to bees
She don't talk to me
Talks to the rainbows and to the seas
she talks to the trees
She don't talk to me
Don't talk to me
She's a little lost girl in her own little world
She looks so happy but she seems so sad
ah ah oh yea oh oh oh yea
She's a little lost girl in her own little world
I'd like to help her I'd like to try
ah ah oh yea oh oh oh yea
She talks to birds she talks to angels
she talks to trees she talks to bees
She don't talk to me
Talks to the rainbows and to the seas
she talks to trees
She don't talk to me
Don't talk to me
She don't talk to me
Don't talk to me
She don't talk to me
Don't talk to me
She don't talk to me
Don't talk to me
Blink 182 - What’s my age again?
I took her out
It was a friday night
I wore cologne
To get the feeling right
We started making out
And she took off my pants
But then I turned on the tv
And that’s about the time she walked away from me
Nobody likes you when you’re 23
And are still amused by tv shows
What the hell is add?
My friends say I should act my age
What’s my age again?
What’s my age again?
Later on
On the drive home
I called her mom
From a payphone
I said I was the cops
And your husband’s in jail
The state looks down on sodomy
And that’s about the time that bitch hung up on me
Nobody likes you when you’re 23
And are still more amused by prank phone calls
What the hell is call id?
My friends say I should act my age
What’s my age again?
What’s my age again?
And that’s about the time she walked away from me
Nobody likes you when you’re 23
And you still act like you’re in freshman year
What the hell is wrong with me?
My friends say I should act my age
What’s my age again?
And that’s about the time that she broke up with me
Noone should take themselves so seriously
With many years ahead to fall in line
Why would you wish that on me?
I never wanna act my age
What’s my age again?
What’s my age again?
What’s my age again?
- Nirvana - Lithium
I’m so happy ’cause today
I’ve found my friends ...
They’re in my head
I’m so ugly, but that’s okay, ’cause so are you ...
We’ve broken our mirrors
Sunday morning is everyday for all I care ...
And I’m not scared
Light my candles, in a daze
’cause I’ve found god
Yeah
I’m so lonely but that’s okay, I shaved my head ...
And I’m not sad
And just maybe I’m to blame for all I’ve heard ...
But I’m not sure
I’m so excited, I can’t wait to meet you there ...
But I don’t care
I’m so horny, but that’s okay ...
My will is good
Yeah
I like it - I’m not gonna crack
I miss you - I’m not gonna crack
I love you - I’m not gonna crack
I killed you - I’m not gonna crack
I’m so happy ’cause today
I’ve found my friends ...
They’re in my head
I’m so ugly, but that’s okay, ’cause so are you ...
We’ve broken our mirrors
Sunday morning is everyday for all I care ...
And I’m not scared
Light my candles in a daze ...
’cause I’ve found god
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I like it - I’m not gonna crack
I miss you - I’m not gonna crack
I love you - I’m not gonna crack
I killed you - I’m not gonna crack
Azra - Balkan
jednog dana nema me da nikada ne dodjem
prijatelje koje znam ne poznajem kad prodjem
kao da me nikada na svijetu nije bilo
kao da me njezino tijelo nije htilo
moja kita miruje a furala bi furke
lepe dekle moderne ne padaju na zurke
brijem bradu brkove da licim na pankrte
jos da imam Fendera vidio bi svirke
Balkane
Balkane
Balkane moj
budi mi silan
i dobro mi stoj
mi smo ljudi cigani sudbinom prokleti
uvijek netko oko nas dodje pa nam prijeti
ni bendovi nisu visee kao sto su bili
moj se amaterski priprema da sviri
Balkane
Balkane
Balkane moj
budi mi silan
i dobro mi stoj