sorry Aretha...
6.1.08
5.1.08
Peter, Bjorn & John - Young Folks
if i told you things i did before
told you how i used to be
would you go along with someone like me
if you knew my story word for word
had all of my history
would you go along with someone like me
i did before and had my share
it didn't lead nowhere
i would go along with someone like you
it doesn't matter what you did
who you were hanging with
we could stick around and see this night through
and we don't care about the young folks
talkin' bout the young style
and we don't care about the old folks
talkin' 'bout the old style too
and we don't care about our own folks
talkin' 'bout our own stuff
all we care about is talking
talking only me and you
usually when things has gone this far
people tend to disappear
no one would surprise me unless you do
i can tell there's something goin' on
hours seem to disappear
everyone is leaving i'm still with you
it doesn't matter what we do
where we are going to
we can stick around and see this night through
and we don't care about the young folks
talkin' bout the young style
and we don't care about the old folks
talkin' 'bout the old style too
and we don't care about our own folks
talkin' 'bout our own stuff
all we care about is talking
talking only me and you
and we don't care about the young folks
talkin' bout the young style
and we don't care about the old folks
talkin' 'bout the old style too
and we don't care about our own folks
talkin' 'bout our own stuff
all we care about is talking
talking only me and you
(repeat)
talking only me and you
talking only me and you
talking only me and you
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The Big Google is watching you
Epic 2014. Όταν η επιστημονική φαντασία και οι θεωρίες συνωμοσίας προσπαθούν να προβλέψουν το μέλλον της προσωπικής μας ζωής μέσα στον κυβερνοχώρο.
Matisse - Call me
Band: Μatisse
Album: Toys Up
Mουσική: Γρηγόρης Κόλλιας
Στίχοι: Άρης Σιάφας - Γιάννης Μασούρας
http://matisse.gr
I tried to make up verses
and came up with a magic spell
tried to unveil something
but was distracted by the bell
I tried rites of passage
my house became a lively tomb
I tried self indulgence
sad noises came out of my room
call me call me
I' ll be there for you
I am your secret love
I am alive inside your mind
call me call me
I'll be there for you
I am in Everyman
I am the sunrise in your eyes
4.1.08
The Automatic - Monster
Brain fried tonight through misuse
Through misuse, through misuse
You can't avoid static abuse
Abuse, abuse
Without these pills you're let loose
You're let loose, you're let loose
Take off, get out, no excuse
No excuse, no excuse
What's that coming over the hill
Is it a monster? Is it a monster?
What's that coming over the hill
Is it a monster? Is it a monster?
What's that coming over the hill
Is it a monster? Is it a monster?
What's that coming over the hill?
Confused, mind bruised, it seeps out
It seeps out, it seeps out
Face down, home town looks so grey
Looks so grey, looks so grey
Convexed you bend, twist and shout
Twist and shout, twist and shout
Stand up brush off get moving
Get moving, get moving
What's that coming over the hill
Is it a monster? Is it a monster?
(x4)
Face down, home town, face down, home town
Face down, home town, it looks so grey
(x4)
What's that coming over the hill
Is it a monster? Is it a monster?
U2 & Green Day - The saints are coming
There is a house in New Orleans,
They call the SuperDome
It's been the ruin of many a poor
boy, and God, I know I'm one.
I cried to my daddy on the telephone,
how long now?
Until the clouds unroll and you come down,
the line went.
But the shadows still remain since your descent,
your descent.
I cried to my daddy on the telephone,
how long now?
Until the clouds unroll and you come home,
the line went.
But the shadows still remain since your descent,
your descent.
The saints are coming, the saints are coming.
I say no matter how I try, I realise there's no reply.
The saints are coming, the saints are coming.
I say no matter how I try, I realise there's no reply.
A drowning sorrow floods the deepest grief,
how long now?
Until the weather change condemns belief,
how long now?
When the night watchman lets in the thief
what's wrong now?
The saints are coming, the saints are coming
I say no matter how I try, I realise there's no reply.
The saints are coming, the saints are coming
I say no matter how I try, I realise there's no reply.
I say no matter how I try, I realise there's no reply.
I say no matter how I try, I realise there's no reply.
Franz Ferdinand - Take me out
So if you're lonely
You know I'm here waiting for you
I'm just a crosshair
I'm just a shot away from you
And if you leave here
You leave me broken, shattered, I lie
I'm just a crosshair
I'm just a shot, then we can die
I know I won't be leaving here with you
I say don't you know
You say you don't go
I say... take me out!
I say you don't show
Don't move, time is slow
I say... take me out!
If I move this could die
If I move this could die
I want you...to take me out!
I say you don't know
You say you don't go
I say... take me out!
I know I won't be leaving here (with you)
I know I won't be leaving here
I know I won't be leaving here (with you)
I know I won't be leaving here with you
I say don't you know?
You say you don't know
I say take me out
If I wink, this can die
If I wane, this can die
I want you to take me out
If I move, this could die
If I move, this could die
Come on, take me out
I know I won't be leaving here
I know I won't be leaving here
I know I won't be leaving here
I know I won't be leaving here with you
3.1.08
Frankie Valli And The Four Seasons (Pilooski re-edit) - Begging
Put your loving hand out, baby
I`m begging
(Begging) begging
Put your loving hand out, baby
(Begging) begging you
Put your loving hand out, baby
Riding high when I was king
Played it hard and fast
Cause I had everything
You walked away, won me then
But easy come and easy go
And it would end
(Begging) I`m begging you
Won`t you give your hand out, baby
(Begging) begging
Put your loving hand out, baby
I need you to understand
That I tried so hard
To be your man
The kind of man you want in the end
Only then can I begin to live again
An empty shell
Used to be
Shadow of my life
Is hanging over me
Broken man without a throne
Wont even stand the devils dance
To win my soul
(Begging) begging you
Won`t you give your hand out, baby
(Begging) begging you
Put your loving hand out, baby
I`m fighting hard
To hold my own
No, I just cant make it
All alone
I`m holdin on
I can`t fall back
Now that big brass ring
Is a shade of black
(Begging) I`m begging you
Won`t you give your hand out, baby
(Begging) begging
Put your loving hand out, baby
(Begging) begging you
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