Keep On Rockin In The Free World

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Riblja Čorba - Muzićari koji piju
Veceras vas zabavljaju ... Muzicari koji piju!
Muzicari koji piju nikad nisu patili od treme.
Da, da, muzicari koji piju nikad nisu stizali na vreme,
muzicari koji piju nisu patili,
popili su i suvise da bi shvatili,
muzicari koji piju nikad nisu atili od treme.
Muzicari koji piju imali su hiljadu vrlina,
da, da, muzicari koji piju nikad nisu znali gde je bina.
ali oni nisu zato patili,
popili su i suvise da bi shvatili,
muzicari koji piju nikad nisu znali gde je bina.
Svirali su:
Bombica po glavi stanovnika,
alkohol za svakog bolesnika!
muzicari koji piju najvise su voleli baladu,
da, da, muzicari koji piju nisu znali u kojem su gradu,
muzicari koji piju skovali su plan,
svirali su dok sve nisu isterali van,
muzicari koji piju najvise su voleli baladu.
Svirali su:
Bombica po glavi stanovnika,
alkohol za svakog bolesnika!

Riblja Čorba - Rock n Roll za kučni savet
Kada slušam dobre stvari
Meni se u ritmu skače
Za komšije ko jos mari
Ja radio puštam jaće
Kucni savet me proganja
Svi me mrze iz dna duše
Kazu dosta im je dranja
I zidovi da se ruše
Jer:
Komšije će da me biju
Zbog preglasnog rokenrola
Pominju mi familiju
Teraju me do đavola
A ja puštam sve još jaće
I naravno i oni ćuju
I odvrču osiguraće
I isključuju mi struju
Al' imaju još problema
Kako samnom da se bore
Protiv mene leka nema
Jer ja imam tranzistore
Znam:
Komšije će da me biju
Zbog preglasnog rokenrola
Pominju mi familiju
Teraju me do đavola

Crno Perje - Zbogom svijete
Dosta mi je drama I tv reklama
Prljavih ulica I jeftinih dana
Dosta kafića I otrovnih pića
Pijanih gostiju I njihovh priča.
Dosta mi je radija I televizive
Ljigavih šlagera I eurovizije
Dosta mi je kriza I tv repriza
I tebe draga I tvojeg striptiza.
Zbogom svijete, spustit ću rolete
Popit ću tablete, spavat ću ko dijete
Isključio sam zvono, ne kucaj na vrata
Piše na papiru:
pusti me na miru.
Dosta mi je racije I takve demokracije
Privatizacije, civilizacije
Nigdje nema smijeha nigdje dobre volje
Svugdje retardirani kreteni koji nose pištolje.
Zbogom svijete, spustit ću rolete
Popit ću tablete, spavat ću ko dijete
Isključio sam zvono, ne kucaj na vrata
Piše na papiru:
pusti me na miru.
Dosta mi je što sam malo lupež, malo Bog
Dosta mi je tog svijeta dosadnog.
Zbogom svijete, spustit ću rolete
Popit ću tablete, spavat ću ko dijete
Isključio sam zvono, ne kucaj na vrata
Piše na papiru:
pusti me na miru.

Crno Perje - Jet set
Opet sam danas pijan ko budala
Plača mi je mala ja sam kopačka mala
Daj još jednu rundu i požuri mala
Samo da Dinamo ne spuši od Reala
Opet sam danas gledao u ljude
Nemaju ništa, a toliko se trude
Pod sretnom zvijezdom rađa ih se malo
Ne sanjaj snove pijana budalo
Napokon sam shvatio
Tko je tko i šta je šta
Napokon sam zavijal
Zbrojio sam dva i dva
JET SET to nije moj svijet
Ja nemam kuće, vile, nemam kabriolet
JET SET to nije moj svijet
Ja neznam što se zbiva, nemam internet
JET SET to nije moj svijet
Ja nemam više školu, nemam fakultet
JET SET to nije moj svijet
Jer ja sam samo, samo pijani kurvet
I danas opet ništa na lotu
Psujem sve redom ovom prokletom životu
Opet sam cijelog dana loše volje
I zato pijem onda mi je bolje
Opet sam danas gledao u ljude
Nemaju ništa, a toliko se trude
Pod sretnom zvijezdom rađa ih se malo
Ne sanjaj snove pijana budalo
Napokon sam shvatio
Tko je tko i šta je šta
Napokon sam zavijal
Zbrojio sam dva i dva

Crno Perje - Oko mene
Nema tih kretena
do juznih slavena
gaze nas i lome nas
mi gmizemo dalje
Mi smo nesto slicno
maloj kisnoj glisti
radi sto god hoces
mi smo opet isti
Mi smo kamen, celik
mi smo ljudi radni
radimo k'o stoka
umorni i gladni
Nitko nas ne placa
nit' o nama brine
vidis sto te ceka
kad odrastes sine
Oko mene lazi i razuzdane zvijeri
oko mene lopuze i ratni profiteri
oko mene prevareni sakati junaci
oko mene pivo i teski narodnjaci
Daleko se cuje
glas iz lijepe nase
kako mi zestinu
zderemo iz flase
Na nasoj se peci
rijetka juha kuha
pojacati je treba
snitom madjarskoga kruha
Koliko je krvi
isteklo iz vena
da bi nase ulice
promijenile imena
Kolike su komunjare
preobukle kapute
gule kozu s ovca
a one mirno sute

Majke - Mene ne zanima
Mene ne zanima
to o cemu se prica
mene ne zanima
to sto se dogada
jer uvijek sam bio isti
i svakog gledao u oci
ne zelim razmisljati
o novom pogledu na zivot
zelim razmisljati o ljubavi
meni ne mozes lagati
meni ne mozes pricati
mene ne mozes ni zamoliti
mozes mi samo mahati
sa druge obale
saljive obale
opasne obale
koju zapljuskuju strahoviti valovi
valovi bijesa
zato ti kazem
povrati u rijeku
pasji skote
pojedi novac i reci
hvala ti zivote

Siddharta - Kloner
Do nadaljnega ne bomo rabili sebe razumet,
enostaven svet lepote vsega tega moramo imet.
Neverjeten duh golota vse okoli nas,
nismo mi od muh vzamemo vse kar gre v slast.
Zdaj igrajo mi in to francosko za romantiko,
nimamo skrbi oblaki so poskriti za goro.
Kaj nam bo problem saj med in mleko streže se vsem,
in zato refren le ponazarja filinge v meni.
Na ta lepi dan v meni erekcija,
se ti ne zdi da ne more biti lepša.
Na ta lepi dan v meni erekcija,
se ti ne zdi da ne more biti lepša.
Naj bo noč dan bo dan nobeden ni nikoli utrujen,
ni velikih bogov le mi imamo šov.
Mi ne vidimo dilem za vekomaj ostale so drugje,
in če kdo bi rad da se ima bolje samo besede prave so dovolj.
Na ta lep dan v meni erekcija,
se ti ne zdi da ne more biti lepša.
Na ta lep dan v meni erekcija,
se ti ne zdi da ne more biti lepša.
Mir v nas
vso paniko sezuje
slaba vest
pozabljena
vse poti
premagane za nami
vse poti
do konca
Mir v nas
vso paniko sezuje
slaba vest
pozabljena
vse poti
premagane za nami
vse poti
do konca

Siddharta - T.H.O.R.
To je ta kraj brez porazov tu ni več praznih obljub ni obnemelih izrazov sledi obdobje miru
Ne bomo pili le vode ne jedli same soli izbrisane vse tegobe samo veselje zori
Za nas Skrbi Dovolj Krvi Predan Ponos Zavest V nas
Kdor gleda…
Kdor gleda nas iz pekla naj vidi kdo je del neba nikdar nas več ne boli doma na zemlji čudežni
Ne krademo več bogatim sami postajamo to nobenih bojev predati ne bo potrebno jih ne bo
Prenehala je morija izginilo je to zlo začela se je idila začelo se je lepo
Kdor gleda…
Kdor gleda nas iz pekla naj vidi kdo je del neba
nikdar nas več ne boli doma na zemlji čudežn

Siddharta - Na Soncu
Jaz ne morem več v temi živeti, jaz bi hodil na soncu, jaz bi hotel tebe imet. Zdaj ne rabim več ostalih stvari, Samo še svoje sanje In človeka kot si ti. Mislim da sem videl že ogromno lepih slik, A podvomil sem vase, Nehal trest mi je kosti, Zdaj počivam na otoku, In si zidam gradove, Onih srečo lovim. Ker ne verjamem v telo, Rad bi te videl v srce. Jaz ne verjamem v telo, Rad bi te videl v srce. Kot da bi videl svojo dramo vnaprej Iz nje sem brisal žalost In dodajal svoj nasmeh. Vsako dušo, ki me gleda v oči, Sem povabil zraven, Naj še ona to doživi. Preden svoj obraz v solze potopim, Zlate solze sreče, Preden od dobrega znorim, Rad bi videl, da še ti greš z nami, Skupaj bomo videli, Kaj pomeni adrenalin. Ker ne verjamem v telo, Rad bi te videl v srce...

Siddharta - Neki Sladkega (BFM cover)
In zapiha puščavski vihar
Dvigne pesek meter od tal
S tal vstane mlado telo
Do oči zakrito z lepljivo snovjo
Ne razume več mojih besed
Ne dosegam njenih zvezd
V očeh pa najdem neki sladkega
sam hudič ne ve, zakaj
V očeh le najdem neki sladkega
ki me vleče spet nazaj
spet nazaj
Podnev je vroče, ponoč mi je mraz
Na obzorju se svetlika obraz
Proti vzhodu kaplje dežja
So le krinka za potoke solza
Zato bi najrajš do smrti ostal
In dilemo bi pregnal

Siddharta - Naiven Ples
Kadar srce boli britve režejo vratove do krvi trupla padajo a na koncu spere dež vse poražene prepih v žilah le stre ljudi in umaže pesti
Ta naiven zadnji ples ne bo nam dal peres le grozljive slike pred ime in nazaj korakov ni le kraj koder tema je kraljica saj
Trpljenje pije znoj in solzi oči težko je bit heroj iz objestnosti ni treba žlice gret in žret vseh teh tablet v glavi sproži plaz in za zmeraj ustavi nam čas
Zdaj umira na dežju nikogar ni nikjer zdaj je sam in zanj ostaja le nemir in krvavo bo meso spomin ohranjalo na jesen ko mu je dih ustavilo.
Ta naiven zadnji ples ne bo nam dal peres le grozljive slike pred ime in nazaj korakov ni le kraj koder tema je kraljica saj
Zdaj umira na dežju nikogar ni nikjer zdaj je sam
In zanj ostaja le nemir in krvavo bo meso spomin ohranjalo na jesen ko mu je dih ustavilo…

Siddharta - Le Mavrica
Rojen otrok,
to edino dekle v familiji.
Ne vem, zakaj
slabo o njej slišim, a potem:
Vidim njen obraz in telo,
v oči ji zrem, modro nebo
in v duši vse drugo je kot zlo.
In le te divje oči in to noro telo,
ne vem, kako na nogah stojim?
Ubit razum, kako zabilo mi je srce,
samo še danes sem tak, a drugi dan znorim.
Zvečer junak,
a zajec v grmu sem v temi.
Do kam naj grem,
da ne bom ostal brez vseh sledi?
A le njen obris sanjam, ko spim.
In le glas iz ust njenih lovim.
Do nadaljnega komajda živim.
Me rana skeli, zaledenela me kri napaja,
preveliko dozo lepega sem dobil.
A ko pomislim le, da v bistvu sem srečen,
v barvah je naenkrat spet vse...
In še naprej, le mavrica vse bolj bledi,
morda le nebo se temni,
jaz vidim le par, ki odslej
z rokami se zdravi in poglej,
te roke so v ustih bile
in nič ne boli, je le način,
polepša ti dan in spomin,
le juban ti besno, le juban ti besno, le juban ti besno
daj še ti, daj še ti, daj še ti.
Je zame arest azil, je zame arest azil, je zame arest azil?

Siddharta - Samo Edini
Vem, da nisem prvi, ki ne zna stopiti na divji vrh sveta, in ne bom ta zadnji, ki te vidi v sanjah. Koliko jih je pred mano dihalo zrak In kolikim se rodi najlepši otrok, Koliko jih še pride sem Za nami v ta rod. Sem pa edini, ki nosi najino kri, Jaz sem edini, ki tvoj jok umiri. Jaz sem edini, ki ne obstaja, Ne obstaja brez tvojega sveta. Vem, da nisem prvi, ki ne spi, Zaradi udarcev in skrbi In ne bom ta zadnji, ki se enkrat ne zbudi. Drugim sem kazal svoj nasmeh, Drugi so videli solze na tleh, Drugi so grizli kožo z mene spet in spet. Ampak sem edini, ki s tvoje rane liže kri Jaz sem edini, ki tvoj jok umiri. In samo edini, ki ne obstaja, Ne obstaja brez tvojega sveta. In vedno več je upanja v ta svet, Slišal sem, da z mano hočeš živet In s tem edino to življenje dati za me. Zato sem danes jaz vdihnil zrak In danes je moj najlepši otrok, Danes zaspim, ker jutri s tabo se zbudim.

Siddharta - Klinik
Sumljiva noč je v zraku, Prihaja mož povsod iskan. Poznam njegove misli, Poznam vsak njegov korak. Ne vidi, ne, ne vidi, Ne vidi sence nad seboj, Slovi po svojem grehu, zdaj grešil bom jaz. Stran glejte vsi, to je moje klanje, Pesek v oči sem dobil, kriminal je zanj lek. Zaprt je v vakuum s strahom, Privezan na svoj SickMental. In hranim ga s strihninom, Na rane dajem belo sol. Ne vidi, ne , ne vidi, Ne vidi zdaj je brez oči, Zavil sem jih v črnino in podaril zverem. Stran glejte vsi, to je moje klanje, Pesek v oči sem dobil, kriminal je zanj lek. Sprva nem - krik za tem, to je moje klanje, Rane mu razijo profil, kriminal je zanj lek. Stran glejte vsi, to so moje sanje, to so moje sanje. Ta kriminal, so le moje sanje, so le moje sanje. Stran glejte vsi, to je moje klanje, to je moje klanje, kriminal je zanj lek. Sprva nem - krik za tem, to je moje klanje, Klinika maščevalnosti je od danes le še kraj za kosti.

Led Zeppelin - Black Dog
Hey, hey, mama, said the way you move, gonna make you sweat, gonna make you groove.
Oh, oh, child, way you shake that thing, gonna make you burn, gonna make you sting.
Hey, hey, baby, when you walk that way, watch your honey drip, can't keep away.
*Ah yeah, ah yeah, ah, ah, ah. Ah yeah, ah yeah, ah, ah, ah.
gotta roll, can't stand still, got a flame in my heart, can't get my fill.
Eyes that shine burning red, dreams of you all through my head.
Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah.
Hey, baby, oh, baby, pretty baby, Tell me won't you you do me now.
Didn't take too long 'fore I found out, what people mean my down and out.
Spent my money, took my car, started telling her friends she wants to be a star.
I don't know but I been told, a big-legged woman ain't got no soul.
All I ask for when I pray, steady rollin' woman gonna come my way.
Need a woman gonna hold my hand, won't tell me no lies, make me a happy man.

Led Zeppelin - Stairway To Heaven
There's a lady who's sure all that glitters is gold
And she's buying a stairway to heaven.
When she gets there she knows, if the stores are all closed
With a word she can get what she came for.
Ooh, ooh, and she's buying a stairway to heaven.
There's a sign on the wall but she wants to be sure
'Cause you know sometimes words have two meanings.
In a tree by the brook, there's a songbird who sings,
Sometimes all of our thoughts are misgiven.
Ooh, it makes me wonder,
Ooh, it makes me wonder.
There's a feeling I get when I look to the west,
And my spirit is crying for leaving.
In my thoughts I have seen rings of smoke through the trees,
And the voices of those who stand looking.
Ooh, it makes me wonder,
Ooh, it really makes me wonder.
And it's whispered that soon if we all call the tune
Then the piper will lead us to reason.
And a new day will dawn for those who stand long
And the forests will echo with laughter.
If there's a bustle in your hedgerow, don't be alarmed now,
It's just a spring clean for the May queen.
Yes, there are two paths you can go by, but in the long run
There's still time to change the road you're on.
And it makes me wonder.
Your head is humming and it won't go, in case you don't know,
The piper's calling you to join him,
Dear lady, can you hear the wind blow, and did you know
Your stairway lies on the whispering wind.
And as we wind on down the road
Our shadows taller than our soul.
There walks a lady we all know
Who shines white light and wants to show
How everything still turns to gold.
And if you listen very hard
The tune will come to you at last.
When all are one and one is all
To be a rock and not to roll.
And she's buying a stairway to heaven.

Pearl Jam - Last Kiss
Oh where, oh where can my baby be?
The Lord took her away from me.
She's gone to heaven so I've got to be good,
So I can see my baby when I leave this world.
We were out on a date in my daddy's car,
We hadn't driven very far.
There in the road, straight ahead,
A car was stalled, the engine was dead.
I couldn't stop, so I swerved to the right,
I'll never forget the sound that night.
The screamin' tires, the bustin' glass,
The painful scream that I heard last.
Oh where, oh where can my baby be?
The Lord took her away from me.
She's gone to heaven so I've got to be good,
So I can see my baby when I leave this world.
When I woke up the rain was pourin' down,
There were people standing all around.
Something warm flowing through my eyes,
But somehow I found my baby that night.
I lifted her head she looked at me and said,
"Hold me darlin' just a little while"
I held her close I kissed her our last kiss,
I found the love that I knew I had missed.
Well now she's gone, even though I hold her tight,
I lost my love, my life that night.
Oh where, oh where can my baby be?
The Lord took her away from me.
She's gone to heaven so I've got to be good,
So I can see my baby when I leave this world

Pearl Jam - Even flow
Freezin', rests his head on a pillow made of concrete, again
Oh, Feelin' maybe he'll see a little better, set a days, ooh yeah
Oh, hand out, faces that he sees time again ain't that familiar, oh yeah
Oh, dark grin, he can't help, when he's happy looks insane, oh yeah
Even flow, thoughts arrive like butterflies
Oh, he don't know, so he chases them away
Someday yet, he'll begin his life again
Life again, life again...
Kneelin', looking through the paper though he doesn't know to read, ooh yeah
Oh, prayin', now to something that has never showed him anything
Oh, feelin', understands the weather of the winters on its way
Oh, ceilings, few and far between all the legal halls of shame, yeah
Even flow, thoughts arrive like butterflies
Oh, he don't know, so he chases them away
Someday yet, he'll begin his life again
Whispering hands, gently lead him away
Him away, him away...
Yeah!
Woo...ah yeah...fuck it up...
Even flow, thoughts arrive like butterflies
Oh, he don't know, so he chases them away
Someday yet, he'll begin his life again, yeah
Oh, whispering hands, gently lead him away
Him away, him away...
Yeah!
Woo...uh huh...yeah, yeah, mommy, mommy...

Pearl Jam - Alive
son she said
have i got a little story for you
what you thought was your daddy
was nothin' but a....
while you were sittin'
home alone at age thirteen
your real daddy was dyin'
sorry you didn't see him
but i'm glad we talked...
i...i...i'm still alive
oh she walks slowly
across a young man's room
she said i'm ready...for you
i can't remember anything
to this very day
'cept the look...the look...
now i can't see,...i just stare...
i...i...i'm still alive
is something wrong
she said
of course there is
you're still alive
she said
do i deserve to be
is that the question
and if so,...if so...
who answers?
who answers?
i...i...i'm still alive
i...i...i'm still alive
i...i...i'm still alive
i...i'm still alive
yeah yeah yeah yeah

Pearl Jam - Jeremy
At home
drawing pictures
of mountain tops
with him on top
lemon yellow sun
arms raised in a V
dead lay in pools of maroon below
daddy didn't give attention
to the fact that mommy didn't care
king jeremy the wicked
ruled his world
Jeremy spoke in class today
Jeremy spoke in class today
clearly I remember
pickin' on the boy
seemed a harmless little fuck
but we unleashed a lion
gnashed his teeth
and bit the recessed lady's breast
how could I forget
he hit me with a surprise left
my jaw left hurtin
dropped wide open
just like the day
like the day I heard
daddy didn't give affection
and the boy was something that mommy wouldn't wear
king Jeremy the wicked
ruled his world
Jeremy spoke in class today
Jeremy spoke in class today
Jeremy spoke in class today
try to forget this (try to forget this)
try to erase this (try to erase this)
from the blackboard.
Jeremy spoke in class today
Jeremy spoke in class today
Jeremy spoke in, spoke in
Jeremy spoke in, spoke in
Jeremy spoke in class today

Pearl Jam & Neil Young - Keep on rockin' in the free world
There's colors on the street
Red, white and blue
People shufflin' their feet
People sleepin' in their shoes
But there's a warnin' sign
on the road ahead
There's a lot of people sayin'
we'd be better off dead
Don't feel like Satan,
but I am to them
So I try to forget it,
any way I can.
Keep on rockin' in the free world,
Keep on rockin' in the free world
Keep on rockin' in the free world,
Keep on rockin' in the free world.
I see a woman in the night
With a baby in her hand
Under an old street light
Near a garbage can
Now she puts the kid away,
and she's gone to get a hit
She hates her life,
and what she's done to it
There's one more kid
that will never go to school
Never get to fall in love,
never get to be cool.
Keep on rockin' in the free world,
Keep on rockin' in the free world
Keep on rockin' in the free world,
Keep on rockin' in the free world.
We got a thousand points of light
For the homeless man
We got a kinder, gentler,
Machine gun hand
We got department stores
and toilet paper
Got styrofoam boxes
for the ozone layer
Got a man of the people,
says keep hope alive
Got fuel to burn,
got roads to drive.
Keep on rockin' in the free world,
Keep on rockin' in the free world
Keep on rockin' in the free world,
Keep on rockin' in the free world

A Perfect Circle - Passive
“Dead as dead can be,” my doctor tells me
But I just can’t believe him, never the optimistic one
I’m sure of your ability to become my perfect enemy
Wake up and face me, don’t play dead cause maybe
Someday I will walk away and say, “You disappoint me,”
Maybe you’re better off this way
Leaning over you here, cold and catatonic
I catch a brief reflection of what you could and might have been
It's your right and your ability
To become…my perfect enemy…
Wake up and face me, don’t play dead cause maybe
Someday I’ll walk away and say, “You disappoint me,”
Maybe you’re better off this way
Maybe you’re better off this way
Maybe you’re better off this way
Maybe you’re better off this way
You’re better of this…you’re better off this…
Maybe you’re better off!
Wake up and face me, don’t play dead cause maybe
Someday I’ll walk away and say, “You fucking disappoint me!”
Maybe you’re better off this way
Go ahead and play dead
I know that you can hear this
Go ahead and play dead
Why can't you turn and face me?
Why can't you turn and face me?
Why can't you turn and face me?
Why can't you turn and face me?
You fucking disappoint me

A Perfect Circle - 3 Libras
Threw you the obvious
And you flew with it on your back
A name in your recollection
Down among a million, say:
Difficult enough to feel a little bit
Disappointed, passed over.
When I've looked right through,
To see you naked and oblivious
and you don't see me
Well I threw you the obvious,
Just to see if there's more behind the
Eyes of a fallen angel,
Eyes of a tragedy.
Here I am expecting just a little bit
Too much from the wounded
But I see,
See through it all,
See through,
And see you.
So I threw you the obvious
Do you see what occurs behind the
Eyes of a fallen angel
Eyes of a tragedy
Well, oh well..
Apparently nothing.
Apparently nothing at all.
You don't
You don't
You don't see me
You don't
You don't
You don't see me
You don't
You don't
You don't see me
You don't
You don't
You don't see me at all

A Perfect Cirlce - Judith
Youre such an inspiration for ways that I will never ever choose to be
Oh so many ways for me to show you how your savior has abandoned you
Fuck your God your lord your christ he did this took all you had and left you
This way
Still you pray never stray never taste of the fruit never thought to question
Why
Its not like you killed someone its not like you drove a hateful spear into
His side
Praise the one who left you broken down and paralyzed he did it all for you he
Did it all for you
Oh so many ways for me to show you how your dogma has abandoned you
Pray to your christ to your God never taste of the fruit
Never stray never break never choke on a lie
Even though hes the one who did this to you never thought to question why
Not like you killed someone its not like you drove a spiteful spear into his
Side
Talk to jesus christ as if he knows the reasons
Why he did it all to you he did it all for you he did it all for you

Tool - Vicarous
Eye on the TV
'Cause tragedy thrills me
Whatever flavor it happens to be, like...
"Killed by the husband"
"Drowned by the ocean"
"Shot by his own son"
"She used a poison
in his tea...kissed him goodbye"
That's my kind of story
It's no fun 'til someone dies
Don't look at me like
I am a monster
Frown out your one face
But with the other
Stare like a junkie
Into the TV
Stare like a zombie
While the mother holds her child
Watches them die
Hands to the sky crying,
"Why, oh why?"
Cause I need to watch things die... from a distance
Vicariously I live while the whole world dies
You all need it too, don't lie
Why can't we just admit it?
Why can't we just admit it?
We won't give pause until the blood is flowing
Neither the brave nor bold
Will write as the story's told
We won't give pause until the blood is flowing
I need to watch things die... from a good safe distance
Vicariously I live while the whole world dies
You all feel the same, so...
Why can't we just admit it?
Blood like rain come down
Drum on grave and ground
Part vampire
Part warrior
Carnivore and voyeur
Stare at the transmittal
Sing to the death rattle
La, la, la, la, la, la-la-lie
Credulous at best
Your desire to believe in
Angels in the hearts of men
Pull your head on out, your head believes it give a listen
Shouldn't have to say it all again
The universe is hostile, so impersonal
Devour to survive... so it is, so it's always been
We all feed on tragedy
Like blood to a vampire
Vicariously I live while the whole world dies
Much better you than I

Tool - Schism
I know the pieces fit
'Cause I watched them fall away
Mildewed and smouldering
Fundamental differing
Pure intention juxtaposed
Will set two lovers' souls in motion
Disintegrating as it goes
Testing our communication
The light that feuled our fire then
Has a burned a hole between us so
We cannot see to reach an end
Crippling our communication
I know the pieces fit
'Cause I watched them tumble down
No fault, none to blame
It doesn't mean I don't desire to
Point the finger, blame the other
Watch the temple topple over
To bring the pieces back together
Rediscover communication
The poetry
That comes from the squaring off between
And the circling is worth it
Finding beauty in the dissonance
There was a time that the pieces fit
But I watched them fall away
Mildewed and smouldering
Strangled by our coveting
I've done the math enough to know
The dangers of our second guessing
Doomed to crumble unless we grow
And strengthen our communication
Cold silence has
A tendency to
Atrophy any
Sense of compassion
Between supposed brothers
Between supposed lovers
(sometimes says lovers the first
time and then brothers in concert)
I know the pieces fit
I know the pieces fit
I know the pieces fit
I know the pieces fit
I know the pieces fit
I know the pieces fit
I know the pieces fit
I know the pieces fit (crescendo)

Tool - Parabola
We barely remember, who or what came before this precious moment.
We are choosing to be here, right now. Hold on, stay inside...
This holy reality, this holy experience. Choosing to be here in...
This body. This body holding me. Be my reminder here that I am not alone in
This body, this body holding me, feeling eternal all this pain is an illusion.
Alive!In this holy reality, in this holy experience. Choosing to be here in...
This body. This body holding me. Be my reminder here that I am not alone in
This body, this body holding me, feeling eternal all this pain is an illusion.
Twirling 'round with this familiar parabol.
Spinning, weaving 'round each new experience.
Recognize this as a holy gift and celebrate this
chance to be alive and breathing,
a chance to be alive and breathing.
This body holding me reminds me of my own mortality.
Embrace this moment. Remember; we are eternal,
all this pain is an illusion.

Tool - Sober
There's a shadow just behind me,
shrouding every step I take,
making every promise empty,
pointing every finger at me.
Waiting like a stalking butler
who upon the finger rests.
Murder now the path called "must we"
just before the son has come.
Jesus, won't you fucking whistle
something but the past and done?
Why can't we not be sober?
I just want to start this over.
Why can't we drink forever.
I just want to start things over.
I am just a worthless liar.
I am just an imbecile.
I will only complicate you.
Trust in me and fall as well.
I will find a center in you.
I will chew it up and leave,
I will work to elevate you
just enough to bring you down.
Trust me.
Mother Mary won't you whisper
something but what's past and done.
Trust me.
I want what I want.

Deep Purple - Black Night
Black night is not right
I don't feel so bright
I don't care to sit tight
Maybe I'll find on the way down the line
That I'm free, free to be me
Black night is a long way from home
I don't need a dark tree
I don't want a rough sea
I can't feel, I can't see
Maybe I'll find on the way down the line
That I'm free, free to be me
Black night is a long way from home
Black night, black night
I don't need black night
I can't see dark night
Maybe I'll find on the way down the line
That I'm free, free to be me
Black night is a long way from home

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21. po redu najbolji gitarist budeš ti...he he..šalim se, neznam ustvari, možda i budeš...drago mi je kaj i dalje pišeš...čitamo se...pozdrav (i hate tokio hotel 02.03.2006. 15:30)

e tnx na kom...dobar ti je blog....budem te citala.....kolko dugo sviras? (°m@rt!n@...p€@c€° 02.03.2006. 20:36)

a ljepo.....ja krenula na neke tecajeve...bila sam 4 puta do sada i vec sam naucila neke pjesme....al da se malo pohvalim tip mi je reko da nemoze vjerovat kako neko tako brzo nauci......ee aj em smart...=).... (°m@rt!n@...p€@c€° 02.03.2006. 20:49)

Hey,sviđa mi se post, bas slusam Hey Joe od Hendrixa...Mogla bi ja napisati post o najboljim bubnjarima:)
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21. po redu najbolji gitarist budeš ti...he he..šalim se, neznam ustvari, možda i budeš...drago mi je kaj i dalje pišeš...čitamo se...pozdrav (i hate tokio hotel 02.03.2006. 15:30)

e tnx na kom...dobar ti je blog....budem te citala.....kolko dugo sviras? (°m@rt!n@...p€@c€° 02.03.2006. 20:36)

a ljepo.....ja krenula na neke tecajeve...bila sam 4 puta do sada i vec sam naucila neke pjesme....al da se malo pohvalim tip mi je reko da nemoze vjerovat kako neko tako brzo nauci......ee aj em smart...=).... (°m@rt!n@...p€@c€° 02.03.2006. 20:49)

Hey,sviđa mi se post, bas slusam Hey Joe od Hendrixa...Mogla bi ja napisati post o najboljim bubnjarima:) Uživaj....pusa (Orion Lady 05.03.2006. 14:15)

Hey,sviđa mi se post, bas slusam Hey Joe od Hendrixa...Mogla bi ja napisati post o najboljim bubnjarima:)
Uživaj....pusa (Orion Lady 05.03.2006. 14:15)