...psyhodelic mind...

četvrtak, 30.11.2006.

...grrr...



...jedan od onih dana...sve mi je užas niš mi se neda...čini mi se da je svijet za format prevelik za mene...niš ne stižem...uvijek kasnim...najčešće u zadnje vrijeme zajebem stvar...žao mi je...jedva čekam da završi polugodište i to....brijem da patim od kroničnog umora...pokušavam buljit u bilježnicu iz hrvatskog....ko bi uopće mislio da ću u školi ikad morat štrebat glazbeni...sutra ga pišemo...nisam ga otvorio otkad je škola počela...nemrem više učit !....uh jebote niš mi se baš neda...pozdrav svim ljudima...

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Texa
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Kosu
The Doors
Gospodar prstenova
Harry Potter
Star Wars
Kralj Arthur
Društvo mrtvih pjesnika
Eva Peron ( mjuzikl )
Povratak u budučnost
Bande New Yorka
Wyatt Earp
Titanic


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pink floyde
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the allman brothers band
camel
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weather report
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Pink Floyd

Astronomy domine


lime and limpid green,
a second scene,
A fight between the blue
you once know
Floating down, the sound resounds
Around the icy waters underground
Jupiter and Saturn Oberon Mirand
And Titania Neptune Titan
Stars can frighten...

Blinding signs flap flicker flicker flicker
Blam pow pow
Stairway scare Dan Dare who's there...

Lime and limpid green
he sound surrounds the icy waters under
Lime and limpid green
The sound surrounds the icy waters
Underground

Written by Syd Barrett


Bike


I've got a bike. You can ride it if you like.
It's got a basket, a bell that rings and
Things to make it look good.
I'd give it to you if I could, but I borrowed it.

You're the kind of girl that fits in with my world.
I'll give you anything, ev'rything if you want things.

I've got a cloak. It's a bit of a joke.
There's a tear up the front. It's red and black.
I've had it for months.
If you think it could look good, then I guess it should.

You're the kind of girl that fits in with my world.
I'll give you anything, ev'rything if you want things.

I know a mouse, and he hasn't got a house.
I don't know why. I call him Gerald.
He's getting rather old, but he's a good mouse.

You're the kind of girl that fits in with my world.
I'll give you anything, ev'rything if you want things.

I've got a clan of gingerbread men.
Here a man, there a man, lots of gingerbread men.
Take a couple if you wish. They're on the dish.

You're the kind of girl that fits in with my world.
I'll give you anything, ev'rything if you want things.

I know a room full of musical tunes.
Some rhyme, some ching. Most of them are clockwork.
Let's go into the other room and make them work.

Syd Barrett


See Emily Play


Emily tries but misunderstands, ah ooh
She often inclined to borrow somebody's dreams till tomorrow
There is no other day
Let's try it another way
You'll lose your mind and play
Free games for may
See Emily play
Soon after dark Emily cries, ah ooh
Gazing through trees in sorrow hardly a sound till tomorrow
There is no other day
Let's try it another way
You'll lose your mind and play
Free games for may
See Emily play
Put on a gown that touches the ground, ah ooh
Float on a river forever and ever, Emily
There is no other day
Let's try it another way
You'll lose your mind and play
Free games for may
See Emily play

Syd Barrett



If

If I were a swan I'd be gone
If I were a train I'd be late
And if I were a good man
I'd talk with you more often than I do
If I were asleep I could dream
If I were afraid I could hide
If I go insane
Please don't put your wires in my brain
If I were the moon I'd be cool
If I were a rule I would bend
If I were a good man
I'd understand the spaces between friends
If I were alone I would cry
And if I were with you I'd be home and dry
And if I go insane
Will you still let me join in with the game
If I were a swan I'd be gone
If I were a train I'd be late again
And if I were a good man
I'd talk with you more often than I do

Music:Waters


Arnold Layne

Arnold Layne had a strange hobby
Collecting clothes
Moonshine washing line
They suit him fine

On the wall hung a tall mirror
Distorted view, see through baby blue
He dug it
Oh, Arnold Layne
It's not the same
Takes two to know
Two to know
Two to know
Why can't you see?

Arnold Layne
Arnold Layne
Arnold Layne
Arnold Layne

Now he's caught
A nasty sort of person
They gave him time
Doors bang, chain gang
He hates it
Oh, Arnold Layne
It's not the same
Takes two to know
Two to know
Two to know
Why can't you see?

Arnold Layne
Arnold Layne
Arnold Layne
Arnold Layne don't do it again




Goodbye Cruel World


Goodbye cruel world
I'm leaving you today
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
Goodbye to all you people There's nothing you can say
To make me change my mind
Goodbye




The Doors


The end


This is the end, Beautiful friend
This is the end, My only friend, the end
Of our elaborate plans, the end
Of everything that stands, the end
No safety or surprise, the end
I'll never look into your eyes...again
Can you picture what will be, So limitless and free
Desperately in need...of some...stranger's hand
In a...desperate land
Lost in a Roman...wilderness of pain
And all the children are insane, All the children are insane
Waiting for the summer rain, yeah
There's danger on the edge of town
Ride the King's highway, baby
Weird scenes inside the gold mine
Ride the highway west, baby
Ride the snake, ride the snake
To the lake, the ancient lake, baby
The snake is long, seven miles
Ride the snake...he's old, and his skin is cold
The west is the best, The west is the best
Get here, and we'll do the rest
The blue bus is callin' us, The blue bus is callin' us
Driver, where you taken' us
The killer awoke before dawn, he put his boots on
He took a face from the ancient gallery
And he walked on down the hall
He went into the room where his sister lived, and...then he
Paid a visit to his brother, and then he
He walked on down the hall, and
And he came to a door...and he looked inside
Father, yes son, I want to kill you
Mother...I want to...fuck you
C'mon baby, take a chance with us X3
And meet me at the back of the blue bus
Doin' a blue rock, On a blue bus
Doin' a blue rock, C'mon, yeah
Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill
This is the end, Beautiful friend
This is the end, My only friend, the end
It hurts to set you free
But you'll never follow me
The end of laughter and soft lies
The end of nights we tried to die
This is the end


Whiskey Bar (Albama 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 know why

Oh, moon of Alabama
We now must say good-bye
We've lost our good old mama
And must have whiskey, oh, you know 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 know why


Twentieth Century Fox

Well, she's fashionably lean
And she's fashionably late
She'll never rank a scene
She'll never break a date
But she's no drag
Just watch the way she walks

She's a twentieth century fox
She's a twentieth century fox

No tears, no fears
No ruined years
No clocks
She's a twentieth century fox

She's the queen of cool
And she's the lady who waits
Since her mind left school
It never hesitates
She won't waste time
On elementary talk

'Cause she's a twentieth century fox
She's a twentieth century fox

Got the world locked up
Inside a plastic box
She's a twentieth century fox, oh yeah
Twentieth century fox, oh yeah
Twentieth century fox
She's a twentieth century fox


Break On Through (To The Other Side)

You know the day destroys the night
Night divides the day
Tried to run
Tried to hide
Break on through to the other side
Break on through to the other side
Break on through to the other side

We chased our pleasures here
Dug our treasures there
But can you still recall
The time we cried
Break on through to the other side
Break on through to the other side
Break on through to the other side

Everybody loves my baby
Everybody loves my baby
She gets, she gets
She gets, she gets

I found an island in your arms
A country in your eyes
Arms that chain us
Eyes that lied
Break on through to the other side
Break on through to the other side
Break on through to the other side

Made the scene from week to week
Day to day, hour to hour
The gate is straight
Deep and wide
Break on through to the other side
Break on through to the other side
Break on through to the other side
Break on through, break on through
Break on through, break on through
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
Yeah, yeah, yeah, . . .