Parhaat sanoitukset biisissä
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Usoda
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Mä itse en kuuntele paljoa musiikkia joissa on lyriikaa. Osassa psytrance biisejä on mutta mun huomio ei kiinnity niihin pääasiallisesti.
Eniten kuuntelen biisejä joissa ei oikeasti ole ymmärrettävää lyriikkaa kuten japanilaista ja arabialaista musiikkia tai trancea, itse koen musiikin sellaiseksi että kappaleisiin kiinnittyy aina erilaisia tunteita ja kappaleet joissa ei ole lyriikkaa, niihin on helpompi kiinnittää niitä.
Sekavaa sepustustusta jälleen kerran.
Eniten kuuntelen biisejä joissa ei oikeasti ole ymmärrettävää lyriikkaa kuten japanilaista ja arabialaista musiikkia tai trancea, itse koen musiikin sellaiseksi että kappaleisiin kiinnittyy aina erilaisia tunteita ja kappaleet joissa ei ole lyriikkaa, niihin on helpompi kiinnittää niitä.
Sekavaa sepustustusta jälleen kerran.
"Muutenki mulle tulee siitä mieleen vaa henkilö joka tapittaa himassa happonaamana animea, ihan jees laifstailllll.." - Frapathea
Resilar - Tehotippa | Fuck your shit! Fun things are fun!
Syksy
Olen kuin puu,
lehdet haisee paskalle.
Orava
Resilar - Tehotippa | Fuck your shit! Fun things are fun!
Syksy
Olen kuin puu,
lehdet haisee paskalle.
Orava
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Lasipallo
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Skandaali - Ei pysty
Mä herään aamulla, päällä kauhee krapula,
vedän ekat savut, ja tajuun ei auta tabutkaan.
Kaikki on kaukasta,
mutsi nalkuttaa ja pihalla leikkivät lapset vaa ärsyttää mua naurullaan.
En saa hampait pestyy, haisen paskalta,
tukka rasvas, en jaksa leikkaa ni kasvatan.
Mä en tee mitään ja silti mul on raskasta,
laskut pitäis maksaa ja muuta vastaavaa.
Saan aamupalan alas ja illal alan chillaa,
ihan sama jäänkö himaan, elämä on pilal.
Hukuttaudun viinaan ja väitän et mul on kivaa.
Mikä mus on vikana? "Sitä saa mitä tilaa".
Ehkä ne on oikeessa, katon pornoo päiväst toiseen
ja mietin onks se oikeen vai, oonko mä poikeeva?
Kelaan lapsuusaikoja,
pelaan sanoilla ja venaan rahoja koulutusta denaks-kela varoilla.
Mä en oo kunnos, joka päivä on painajaista,
samanlaista en erota perjantaita maanantaista,
mikä mua vaivaa, oonks mä laiska vai sairas,
ja ku aikas katot mua, huomaat vaihtavas paikkaa.
Ei se haittaa,
eikä ruokaa jaksa laittaa tai vaihtaa ees kanavaa,
katon lumisadet vaikka.
Tuun kai aina elään ikiomas maailmas,
jos taivas on musta ja aurinkoo vailla.
kertosäe:
"Nouse jo ylös" ei pysty.
"Oot sä menos duuniin?" ei pysty.
"Siivoisit joskus" ei pysty.
"Mee käymään lääkäris" ei pysty.
"Hanki joku harrastus" ei pysty.
"Nauttisit elmästä" ei pysty.
"Vedä ittes narunjatkoks" ei pysty.
"No tekisit ees jotain" ei pysty.
Taas yks näit päivii,
millä ei oo mitään välii.
Kävi miten kävi, mä kai synnyin häviin?
Konttaan rättiväsyneenä elämäni läpi,
väsään räpin ja kertoo nii et muutki näkis
Mä tappaisin itteni, jos sil ois merkitystä,
mitää syytä miks joskus ois paremmin ku nytkää.
Kaivan röökin ja sydään ja toivon et mun sydän,
lopettaa ton hakkaamisen, vois tehä hyvää.
Mun toivomuskaivos on kusta, arkun pääl multaa,
ja sateenkaaren pääs padas paskaa eikä kultaa.
Ihan turha huutaa, ei mua kuule kukaa.
Mä tarvisin kai muijaa johon tän kaiken vois purkaa.
Eilen kävin ulkona, kiskalt hakee pulloja,
olin sullomas niit bägii, mult kysyttii mil tuloilla.
Pitäs kai ulkoilla, urheilla ja muuta,
Mut ku kaikki on turhaa, on liian kylmä tai kuuma.
Sukulaiset soittaa suuta, "Ota ittees niskasta!"
Mut mite ihmees, ku mikää ruumiinosa ei liikahda
Kaikki o hidasta, ehkä apuu sais viivasta,
Mut sitä varte pitä ensi päästä ulos himasta,
Mä varmaan säälitän, kuulen ääniä pään sisält,
En pysty tekemää mitää, en ees äänittää,
Kääntämää päätä tai käärimää sätkää,
Vääntämää mättöö tai siivoon tätä läävää
Mä herään aamulla, päällä kauhee krapula,
vedän ekat savut, ja tajuun ei auta tabutkaan.
Kaikki on kaukasta,
mutsi nalkuttaa ja pihalla leikkivät lapset vaa ärsyttää mua naurullaan.
En saa hampait pestyy, haisen paskalta,
tukka rasvas, en jaksa leikkaa ni kasvatan.
Mä en tee mitään ja silti mul on raskasta,
laskut pitäis maksaa ja muuta vastaavaa.
Saan aamupalan alas ja illal alan chillaa,
ihan sama jäänkö himaan, elämä on pilal.
Hukuttaudun viinaan ja väitän et mul on kivaa.
Mikä mus on vikana? "Sitä saa mitä tilaa".
Ehkä ne on oikeessa, katon pornoo päiväst toiseen
ja mietin onks se oikeen vai, oonko mä poikeeva?
Kelaan lapsuusaikoja,
pelaan sanoilla ja venaan rahoja koulutusta denaks-kela varoilla.
Mä en oo kunnos, joka päivä on painajaista,
samanlaista en erota perjantaita maanantaista,
mikä mua vaivaa, oonks mä laiska vai sairas,
ja ku aikas katot mua, huomaat vaihtavas paikkaa.
Ei se haittaa,
eikä ruokaa jaksa laittaa tai vaihtaa ees kanavaa,
katon lumisadet vaikka.
Tuun kai aina elään ikiomas maailmas,
jos taivas on musta ja aurinkoo vailla.
kertosäe:
"Nouse jo ylös" ei pysty.
"Oot sä menos duuniin?" ei pysty.
"Siivoisit joskus" ei pysty.
"Mee käymään lääkäris" ei pysty.
"Hanki joku harrastus" ei pysty.
"Nauttisit elmästä" ei pysty.
"Vedä ittes narunjatkoks" ei pysty.
"No tekisit ees jotain" ei pysty.
Taas yks näit päivii,
millä ei oo mitään välii.
Kävi miten kävi, mä kai synnyin häviin?
Konttaan rättiväsyneenä elämäni läpi,
väsään räpin ja kertoo nii et muutki näkis
Mä tappaisin itteni, jos sil ois merkitystä,
mitää syytä miks joskus ois paremmin ku nytkää.
Kaivan röökin ja sydään ja toivon et mun sydän,
lopettaa ton hakkaamisen, vois tehä hyvää.
Mun toivomuskaivos on kusta, arkun pääl multaa,
ja sateenkaaren pääs padas paskaa eikä kultaa.
Ihan turha huutaa, ei mua kuule kukaa.
Mä tarvisin kai muijaa johon tän kaiken vois purkaa.
Eilen kävin ulkona, kiskalt hakee pulloja,
olin sullomas niit bägii, mult kysyttii mil tuloilla.
Pitäs kai ulkoilla, urheilla ja muuta,
Mut ku kaikki on turhaa, on liian kylmä tai kuuma.
Sukulaiset soittaa suuta, "Ota ittees niskasta!"
Mut mite ihmees, ku mikää ruumiinosa ei liikahda
Kaikki o hidasta, ehkä apuu sais viivasta,
Mut sitä varte pitä ensi päästä ulos himasta,
Mä varmaan säälitän, kuulen ääniä pään sisält,
En pysty tekemää mitää, en ees äänittää,
Kääntämää päätä tai käärimää sätkää,
Vääntämää mättöö tai siivoon tätä läävää
They were tattooed from head to foot, and they brandished cutlasses and big clubs with spiked knobs. They shouted ferociously in their native Finnish, and they swung cutlass and club as if berserk, sometimes felling their own men in their fury.
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shishamon
AMEBIX - BEGINNING OF THE END
What will you do when your properties gone?
When the finger on the triggers your one and only son?
When the money in your pocket cannot buy even bread?
The city has crumbled, the people have been bled
Looks like the beginning of the end
The machine has grown to crush the world, the walls are getting higher.
The youth will be the first to throw themselves upon the pyre.
The reason for living seems so fruitless in the aftermath
when we've finally walked to the end of the path.
The time is near at hand, a fact you must accept.
Time stands still for no man not even for the rich.
So sorry we're so humourless, it's just the way we are.
You laugh but I don't get the joke, we walk but don't get far.
Maybe there is hope in the dawning of the day.
When no rules define survival, when the earth starts to decay.
It's you who face the holocaust. It's you who cast the vote.
The sad part of your future is it lacks an antidote.
What will you do when your properties gone?
When the finger on the triggers your one and only son?
When the money in your pocket cannot buy even bread?
The city has crumbled, the people have been bled
Looks like the beginning of the end
The machine has grown to crush the world, the walls are getting higher.
The youth will be the first to throw themselves upon the pyre.
The reason for living seems so fruitless in the aftermath
when we've finally walked to the end of the path.
The time is near at hand, a fact you must accept.
Time stands still for no man not even for the rich.
So sorry we're so humourless, it's just the way we are.
You laugh but I don't get the joke, we walk but don't get far.
Maybe there is hope in the dawning of the day.
When no rules define survival, when the earth starts to decay.
It's you who face the holocaust. It's you who cast the vote.
The sad part of your future is it lacks an antidote.
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Miasma
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Viikate - Olkoon näin
San. Reino Helismaa
"Kun mielessäni kuljen muiston hämärään,
Niin toiveistani parhaat rauenneiksi nään.
Sain nuoruudelta siivet kerran minäkin
Ja pilvilinnan jonne lentäisin.
Pois siivistäni aika puhtauden vei,
Ja pilvilinna koskaan valmistunut ei.
Ei nuoruus yötä tunne, päivä aina on,
Mut vuodet jättää taakseen auringon.
Niin paljon toivotaan, niin paljon haaveillaan,
Jää liekistämme kerran tuhkaa vaan.
Ei pilvilinnaa koskaan luoda kestävää.
Ken tämän tietää, kaiken ymmärtää.
Nyt mielessäni kuljen muiston hämärään,
Ja toiveistani parhaat rauenneiksi nään.
Mä ymmärtäen katson nyt jo taaksepäin
Ja itselleni lausun: "Olkoon näin""
San. Reino Helismaa
"Kun mielessäni kuljen muiston hämärään,
Niin toiveistani parhaat rauenneiksi nään.
Sain nuoruudelta siivet kerran minäkin
Ja pilvilinnan jonne lentäisin.
Pois siivistäni aika puhtauden vei,
Ja pilvilinna koskaan valmistunut ei.
Ei nuoruus yötä tunne, päivä aina on,
Mut vuodet jättää taakseen auringon.
Niin paljon toivotaan, niin paljon haaveillaan,
Jää liekistämme kerran tuhkaa vaan.
Ei pilvilinnaa koskaan luoda kestävää.
Ken tämän tietää, kaiken ymmärtää.
Nyt mielessäni kuljen muiston hämärään,
Ja toiveistani parhaat rauenneiksi nään.
Mä ymmärtäen katson nyt jo taaksepäin
Ja itselleni lausun: "Olkoon näin""
"Jesus! Did I say that? Or just think it? Was I talking? Did they hear me?"
"Life is a joke and death is the punchline."
"Life is a joke and death is the punchline."
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spasm
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Re: Parhaat sanoitukset biisissä
Tämä nyt on klassikko mutta menkööt.
Bob Dylan: Hurricane
"Pistol shots ring out in the barroom night
Enter patty valentine from the upper hall.
She sees the bartender in a pool of blood,
Cries out, my god, they killed them all!
Here comes the story of the hurricane,
The man the authorities came to blame
For somethin that he never done.
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been
The champion of the world.
Three bodies lyin there does patty see
And another man named bello, movin around mysteriously.
I didnt do it, he says, and he throws up his hands
I was only robbin the register, I hope you understand.
I saw them leavin, he says, and he stops
One of us had better call up the cops.
And so patty calls the cops
And they arrive on the scene with their red lights flashin
In the hot new jersey night.
Meanwhile, far away in another part of town
Rubin carter and a couple of friends are drivin around.
Number one contender for the middleweight crown
Had no idea what kinda shit was about to go down
When a cop pulled him over to the side of the road
Just like the time before and the time before that.
In paterson thats just the way things go.
If youre black you might as well not show up on the street
less you wanna draw the heat.
Alfred bello had a partner and he had a rap for the cops.
Him and arthur dexter bradley were just out prowlin around
He said, I saw two men runnin out, they looked like middleweights
They jumped into a white car with out-of-state plates.
And miss patty valentine just nodded her head.
Cop said, wait a minute, boys, this ones not dead
So they took him to the infirmary
And though this man could hardly see
They told him that he could identify the guilty men.
Four in the mornin and they haul rubin in,
Take him to the hospital and they bring him upstairs.
The wounded man looks up through his one dyin eye
Says, whad you bring him in here for? he aint the guy!
Yes, heres the story of the hurricane,
The man the authorities came to blame
For somethin that he never done.
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been
The champion of the world.
Four months later, the ghettos are in flame,
Rubins in south america, fightin for his name
While arthur dexter bradleys still in the robbery game
And the cops are puttin the screws to him, lookin for somebody to blame.
Remember that murder that happened in a bar?
Remember you said you saw the getaway car?
You think youd like to play ball with the law?
Think it might-a been that fighter that you saw runnin that night?
Dont forget that you are white.
Arthur dexter bradley said, Im really not sure.
Cops said, a poor boy like you could use a break
We got you for the motel job and were talkin to your friend bello
Now you dont wanta have to go back to jail, be a nice fellow.
Youll be doin society a favor.
That sonofabitch is brave and gettin braver.
We want to put his ass in stir
We want to pin this triple murder on him
He aint no gentleman jim.
Rubin could take a man out with just one punch
But he never did like to talk about it all that much.
Its my work, hed say, and I do it for pay
And when its over Id just as soon go on my way
Up to some paradise
Where the trout streams flow and the air is nice
And ride a horse along a trail.
But then they took him to the jailhouse
Where they try to turn a man into a mouse.
All of rubins cards were marked in advance
The trial was a pig-circus, he never had a chance.
The judge made rubins witnesses drunkards from the slums
To the white folks who watched he was a revolutionary bum
And to the black folks he was just a crazy nigger.
No one doubted that he pulled the trigger.
And though they could not produce the gun,
The d.a. said he was the one who did the deed
And the all-white jury agreed.
Rubin carter was falsely tried.
The crime was murder one, guess who testified?
Bello and bradley and they both baldly lied
And the newspapers, they all went along for the ride.
How can the life of such a man
Be in the palm of some fools hand?
To see him obviously framed
Couldnt help but make me feel ashamed to live in a land
Where justice is a game.
Now all the criminals in their coats and their ties
Are free to drink martinis and watch the sun rise
While rubin sits like buddha in a ten-foot cell
An innocent man in a living hell.
Thats the story of the hurricane,
But it wont be over till they clear his name
And give him back the time hes done.
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been
The champion of the world."
Bob Dylan: Hurricane
"Pistol shots ring out in the barroom night
Enter patty valentine from the upper hall.
She sees the bartender in a pool of blood,
Cries out, my god, they killed them all!
Here comes the story of the hurricane,
The man the authorities came to blame
For somethin that he never done.
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been
The champion of the world.
Three bodies lyin there does patty see
And another man named bello, movin around mysteriously.
I didnt do it, he says, and he throws up his hands
I was only robbin the register, I hope you understand.
I saw them leavin, he says, and he stops
One of us had better call up the cops.
And so patty calls the cops
And they arrive on the scene with their red lights flashin
In the hot new jersey night.
Meanwhile, far away in another part of town
Rubin carter and a couple of friends are drivin around.
Number one contender for the middleweight crown
Had no idea what kinda shit was about to go down
When a cop pulled him over to the side of the road
Just like the time before and the time before that.
In paterson thats just the way things go.
If youre black you might as well not show up on the street
less you wanna draw the heat.
Alfred bello had a partner and he had a rap for the cops.
Him and arthur dexter bradley were just out prowlin around
He said, I saw two men runnin out, they looked like middleweights
They jumped into a white car with out-of-state plates.
And miss patty valentine just nodded her head.
Cop said, wait a minute, boys, this ones not dead
So they took him to the infirmary
And though this man could hardly see
They told him that he could identify the guilty men.
Four in the mornin and they haul rubin in,
Take him to the hospital and they bring him upstairs.
The wounded man looks up through his one dyin eye
Says, whad you bring him in here for? he aint the guy!
Yes, heres the story of the hurricane,
The man the authorities came to blame
For somethin that he never done.
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been
The champion of the world.
Four months later, the ghettos are in flame,
Rubins in south america, fightin for his name
While arthur dexter bradleys still in the robbery game
And the cops are puttin the screws to him, lookin for somebody to blame.
Remember that murder that happened in a bar?
Remember you said you saw the getaway car?
You think youd like to play ball with the law?
Think it might-a been that fighter that you saw runnin that night?
Dont forget that you are white.
Arthur dexter bradley said, Im really not sure.
Cops said, a poor boy like you could use a break
We got you for the motel job and were talkin to your friend bello
Now you dont wanta have to go back to jail, be a nice fellow.
Youll be doin society a favor.
That sonofabitch is brave and gettin braver.
We want to put his ass in stir
We want to pin this triple murder on him
He aint no gentleman jim.
Rubin could take a man out with just one punch
But he never did like to talk about it all that much.
Its my work, hed say, and I do it for pay
And when its over Id just as soon go on my way
Up to some paradise
Where the trout streams flow and the air is nice
And ride a horse along a trail.
But then they took him to the jailhouse
Where they try to turn a man into a mouse.
All of rubins cards were marked in advance
The trial was a pig-circus, he never had a chance.
The judge made rubins witnesses drunkards from the slums
To the white folks who watched he was a revolutionary bum
And to the black folks he was just a crazy nigger.
No one doubted that he pulled the trigger.
And though they could not produce the gun,
The d.a. said he was the one who did the deed
And the all-white jury agreed.
Rubin carter was falsely tried.
The crime was murder one, guess who testified?
Bello and bradley and they both baldly lied
And the newspapers, they all went along for the ride.
How can the life of such a man
Be in the palm of some fools hand?
To see him obviously framed
Couldnt help but make me feel ashamed to live in a land
Where justice is a game.
Now all the criminals in their coats and their ties
Are free to drink martinis and watch the sun rise
While rubin sits like buddha in a ten-foot cell
An innocent man in a living hell.
Thats the story of the hurricane,
But it wont be over till they clear his name
And give him back the time hes done.
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been
The champion of the world."
Kylmyys johtuu lämpötilasta.
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jakoavain
Re: Parhaat sanoitukset biisissä
Junnu Vainio ja "wexi" Salmi oli / on kyllä suomenparhaita sanoittajia, sen voi myös huomata paljonko herroilla on suomalaisten artistien biisejä nimissään.
Itse samaistunut enemmän Junnuun, pienestä asti tullut kuunneltua.
Siinä on useasti myös piiloviestejä, kannattaa kuunnella todella tarkkaan ja monta kertaa
Pink Floydiin olen rakastunut jälleen, Echoes on aivan mahtava. Runollinen!
High hopes omaa ehkä parhaimpia sanomia P Floydin biiseistä.
! Tsau
Itse samaistunut enemmän Junnuun, pienestä asti tullut kuunneltua.
Siinä on useasti myös piiloviestejä, kannattaa kuunnella todella tarkkaan ja monta kertaa
Pink Floydiin olen rakastunut jälleen, Echoes on aivan mahtava. Runollinen!
High hopes omaa ehkä parhaimpia sanomia P Floydin biiseistä.
! Tsau
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Maor
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- Location: itä
Re: Parhaat sanoitukset biisissä
Finntroll - Vätteanda
Med skrik och skrän som tusen korpars rop.
Vi sliter oss fram ut ur berg och grop
Klor vassa som svärd, käftar lik ulvens
Fram kommer vättar, smaka vår eld
Vi dricka ert blod, vår livets saft
Så mycket av det, vi inte på årtusenden haft
Blod och lik nordens kanter randa
Vi är här, Vi är här. VÄTTEANDA
Ögon lysa bland skuggor, näbb och klo
Kött skall slitas för okristen tro
Ofött barn och havande kvinna
de smaka bäst i nattens dimma
RIV,BRÖDER,RIV!
RIV,BRÖDER,RIV!
RIV,BRÖDER,RIV!
...ja sama noinniinkuin enkuks:
Gnome Spirit
With screams and howls thousand ravens call
We blaze our trail out from the mountain and holes
Claws like swords, jaws of wolves
Towards come gnomes, tasting our flames
We drink your blood, our life sap
For the first time in a millenium
Blood and corpses mark the boundaries
We are here, we are here. GNOME SPIRIT
Eyes shine amongs the forest, beak and jaw
Flesh shall be torn for the unhallowed throne
Stillborn childs and carrying mothers
They taste the best in the mist of the night
TEAR, BROTHERS, TEAR!
TEAR, BROTHERS, TEAR!
TEAR, BROTHERS, TEAR!
Kyllähän Finntrollilta löytyy useat hyvät sanoitukset, ainakin tämä Midnattens Widunder levy kertoo aika mainion tarinan. (peikkoihin siis liittyvät nämä sanoitukset)
Med skrik och skrän som tusen korpars rop.
Vi sliter oss fram ut ur berg och grop
Klor vassa som svärd, käftar lik ulvens
Fram kommer vättar, smaka vår eld
Vi dricka ert blod, vår livets saft
Så mycket av det, vi inte på årtusenden haft
Blod och lik nordens kanter randa
Vi är här, Vi är här. VÄTTEANDA
Ögon lysa bland skuggor, näbb och klo
Kött skall slitas för okristen tro
Ofött barn och havande kvinna
de smaka bäst i nattens dimma
RIV,BRÖDER,RIV!
RIV,BRÖDER,RIV!
RIV,BRÖDER,RIV!
...ja sama noinniinkuin enkuks:
Gnome Spirit
With screams and howls thousand ravens call
We blaze our trail out from the mountain and holes
Claws like swords, jaws of wolves
Towards come gnomes, tasting our flames
We drink your blood, our life sap
For the first time in a millenium
Blood and corpses mark the boundaries
We are here, we are here. GNOME SPIRIT
Eyes shine amongs the forest, beak and jaw
Flesh shall be torn for the unhallowed throne
Stillborn childs and carrying mothers
They taste the best in the mist of the night
TEAR, BROTHERS, TEAR!
TEAR, BROTHERS, TEAR!
TEAR, BROTHERS, TEAR!
Kyllähän Finntrollilta löytyy useat hyvät sanoitukset, ainakin tämä Midnattens Widunder levy kertoo aika mainion tarinan. (peikkoihin siis liittyvät nämä sanoitukset)
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LD50
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Re: Parhaat sanoitukset biisissä
Sammakkolaulu
You'll get chills all through your body
and you'll lose all control of your bladder
and your sphincter, that's your bum hole.
'Cos if you use toad, then I'm telling you...
You can kiss your life goodbye.
Yeah when you use toad,
It will mess you up.
It will make your mama cry
That's no lie,
You'll choke on your tounge and die
You've got to give it up
You got to give up the toad now
It's no joke buddy, give it up
You got to give up the toad now
Or you'll croke
You've got to give it up,
And don't smoke
Or you will see,
It hurts to pee
There'll be blood, gushing from ya
Everytime that you cough
And forget getting lucky,
It falls off
Yeah you'd better wise up
'Cos I'm telling you
Toad is what Lando forbids
Got to give it all up
Or you're gonna see
Your whole life will hit the skids
And your kids will be born without eyelids
You've got to give it up
You got to give up the toad now
Thanks to you
And just give it up
Give up the toad now (line sung by Brian)
Thanks to you
Give it up
Got to give up the toad now, Oh-oh-oooh
I'm no fool, Lando's cool
YEAH!!!
You'll get chills all through your body
and you'll lose all control of your bladder
and your sphincter, that's your bum hole.
'Cos if you use toad, then I'm telling you...
You can kiss your life goodbye.
Yeah when you use toad,
It will mess you up.
It will make your mama cry
That's no lie,
You'll choke on your tounge and die
You've got to give it up
You got to give up the toad now
It's no joke buddy, give it up
You got to give up the toad now
Or you'll croke
You've got to give it up,
And don't smoke
Or you will see,
It hurts to pee
There'll be blood, gushing from ya
Everytime that you cough
And forget getting lucky,
It falls off
Yeah you'd better wise up
'Cos I'm telling you
Toad is what Lando forbids
Got to give it all up
Or you're gonna see
Your whole life will hit the skids
And your kids will be born without eyelids
You've got to give it up
You got to give up the toad now
Thanks to you
And just give it up
Give up the toad now (line sung by Brian)
Thanks to you
Give it up
Got to give up the toad now, Oh-oh-oooh
I'm no fool, Lando's cool
YEAH!!!
I haven't been this scared since Mother Teresa OD'd in my car
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Re: Parhaat sanoitukset biisissä
Kauko Röyhkä - Ulos ullakkohuoneesta
Silloin asuin ullakkohuoneessa.
Silloin asuin ullakkohuoneessa.
Siellä asuin, kirjoitin kirjaa.
Aika kului, liiankin hiljaa.
Öisin kuuntelin seinän naksumista.
Silloin asuin ullakkohuoneessa.
Kuuma kesä ullakkohuoneessa.
Kuuma kesä, toisilla lysti,
mutten ketään kaivannut,
yksin tahdoin olla, mä halveksin ihmisiä.
Minä minä minä yksin
kärsin hiljaa.
Minä minä minä yksin
kärsin hiljaa.
Silloin asuin ullakkohuoneessa.
Silloin asuin ullakkohuoneessa.
Siellä olin päivästä toiseen,
kaikki tosi hulluuden oireet,
enkä kersku nyt, alkoivat vaivata mua.
Yöllä ukonilmalla valvoin taas.
Yöllä ukonilmalla valvoin taas.
Rankkasade: puutarhatuolit ulkona, ne kastuivat.
Tunsin myötätuntoa pienenpientä ihmistä kohtaan.
Minä minä minä yksin
säälin hiljaa.
Minä minä minä yksin
säälin hiljaa.
Lähdin ulos ullakkohuoneesta.
Lähdin ulos ullakkohuoneesta.
Lähdin ulos keskellä yötä,
särjin lukon, varastin pyörän,
pimeitä kaupungin katuja ajelin pois.
Silloin asuin ullakkohuoneessa.
Silloin asuin ullakkohuoneessa.
Siellä asuin, kirjoitin kirjaa.
Aika kului, liiankin hiljaa.
Öisin kuuntelin seinän naksumista.
Silloin asuin ullakkohuoneessa.
Kuuma kesä ullakkohuoneessa.
Kuuma kesä, toisilla lysti,
mutten ketään kaivannut,
yksin tahdoin olla, mä halveksin ihmisiä.
Minä minä minä yksin
kärsin hiljaa.
Minä minä minä yksin
kärsin hiljaa.
Silloin asuin ullakkohuoneessa.
Silloin asuin ullakkohuoneessa.
Siellä olin päivästä toiseen,
kaikki tosi hulluuden oireet,
enkä kersku nyt, alkoivat vaivata mua.
Yöllä ukonilmalla valvoin taas.
Yöllä ukonilmalla valvoin taas.
Rankkasade: puutarhatuolit ulkona, ne kastuivat.
Tunsin myötätuntoa pienenpientä ihmistä kohtaan.
Minä minä minä yksin
säälin hiljaa.
Minä minä minä yksin
säälin hiljaa.
Lähdin ulos ullakkohuoneesta.
Lähdin ulos ullakkohuoneesta.
Lähdin ulos keskellä yötä,
särjin lukon, varastin pyörän,
pimeitä kaupungin katuja ajelin pois.
If the falling tide can turn and then recover, all alone we must be part of one another
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Re: Parhaat sanoitukset biisissä
Ei nämä nyt ehkä parhaat ole.
RYTMIHÄIRIÖ - HYÖKKÄYS KUUROJEN KOTIIN
kaksikymmentä hautakiveä
häväistyinä jäljiltäsi köllöttää
yössä kiirii ikkunoiden kilinää
ravintolassa jo anastit naisen lompakon
mutta vasta valomerkin tultua
alkoi tosissaan tapahtua
eteenpäin
jatkuu matka näin
tulitikut kunnes löytyy taskusta
mopo sytytettävä on palamaan
roskakatokset roihuamaan
pakettiautoon tuli tarttukoon
lastenvaunut alistukoon kohtaloon
nyt oli tullut aika naamioitua muovipussiin
vuorossa hyökkäys kuurojen kotiin
rikoit paikkoja
vaadit lääkkeitä
pieksit yöhoitajaa
metrisellä kepillä
metrisellä kepillä
pieksit yöhoitajaa!
silti se luuta sai poliisit soitettua
mutta ennen poliisia ehti ambulanssi saapua
väijyksissä odotit, ajoneuvon sieppasit
viekkaudella näin pinteestä pakenit
kännissä aikasi kaahasit
lopuksi tietysti hajoitit
eipä sitten kummempaa
taksilla kotiin nukkumaan
aamulla taasi hakemaan
taas syytät humalaa
RYTMIHÄIRIÖ - HYÖKKÄYS KUUROJEN KOTIIN
kaksikymmentä hautakiveä
häväistyinä jäljiltäsi köllöttää
yössä kiirii ikkunoiden kilinää
ravintolassa jo anastit naisen lompakon
mutta vasta valomerkin tultua
alkoi tosissaan tapahtua
eteenpäin
jatkuu matka näin
tulitikut kunnes löytyy taskusta
mopo sytytettävä on palamaan
roskakatokset roihuamaan
pakettiautoon tuli tarttukoon
lastenvaunut alistukoon kohtaloon
nyt oli tullut aika naamioitua muovipussiin
vuorossa hyökkäys kuurojen kotiin
rikoit paikkoja
vaadit lääkkeitä
pieksit yöhoitajaa
metrisellä kepillä
metrisellä kepillä
pieksit yöhoitajaa!
silti se luuta sai poliisit soitettua
mutta ennen poliisia ehti ambulanssi saapua
väijyksissä odotit, ajoneuvon sieppasit
viekkaudella näin pinteestä pakenit
kännissä aikasi kaahasit
lopuksi tietysti hajoitit
eipä sitten kummempaa
taksilla kotiin nukkumaan
aamulla taasi hakemaan
taas syytät humalaa
Kylmyys johtuu lämpötilasta.
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D.E.S
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Re: Parhaat sanoitukset biisissä
Kapteeni Ä-ni - rullaan.
Loistavaa!
En pysty copypastee tuliketusta mitää, ärsyttävää.
Loistavaa!
En pysty copypastee tuliketusta mitää, ärsyttävää.
"Taste
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CharlieBigPpotato
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Re: Parhaat sanoitukset biisissä
Boyd Rice - Mr. Intolerance
I'm not a tolerant person
In fact I get more intolerant by the day
I just find it more and more difficult to tolerate assholes
As my tolerance decreases, their numbers seem to increase
Every day there's more and more of them
And every day I have less and less patience
I'm not a mere bigot
But I certainly don't cut any slack to anyone on the merit of their status as an oppressed minority
Your people were enslaved? Tough luck
The white man stole your land? Too fuckin' bad
Your fair sex is plagued by date rape? Grin and bear it
These days everyone has a sob story, and frankly, I don't care
It's no excuse for being an asshole
We live in the age of the excuse
We live in the age of the asshole
They're everywhere
They come in all shapes, all sizes, all colors
There are black assholes, white assholes, women assholes, men assholes, queer assholes, straight assholes, smart assholes, stupid assholes, suburban assholes, inner-city assholes, homeless assholes, upwardly-mobile assholes, lazy assholes, incompetent assholes, sloppy assholes, anal assholes
And so it goes, ad nauseum
Why should I tolerate any of them?
Why should I tolerate anything I don't care for, for any length of time?
Why should I pretend it's okay?
I don't like assholes
Don't like talking to them; don't like talking about them
Don't like knowing them; don't like knowing about them, or their thoughts, or their deeds
Assholes are like bad ideas
You let even a single one into your life, it can begin to ruin things
It can destroy what's good, and foster much that's bad
Why tolerate that?
Tolerance was a virtue once; no more
There aren't enough hours in the day to tolerate all the assholes
To tolerate all the indignities hurled your way and still be able to live a decent life
Perhaps Goethe said it best: that which disturbs your soul, you must not suffer
Remember that when it seems like assholes are hard at work to disturb your soul 24 hours a day
Take a tip from Mr. Intolerance: don't permit them to
I'm not a tolerant person
In fact I get more intolerant by the day
I just find it more and more difficult to tolerate assholes
As my tolerance decreases, their numbers seem to increase
Every day there's more and more of them
And every day I have less and less patience
I'm not a mere bigot
But I certainly don't cut any slack to anyone on the merit of their status as an oppressed minority
Your people were enslaved? Tough luck
The white man stole your land? Too fuckin' bad
Your fair sex is plagued by date rape? Grin and bear it
These days everyone has a sob story, and frankly, I don't care
It's no excuse for being an asshole
We live in the age of the excuse
We live in the age of the asshole
They're everywhere
They come in all shapes, all sizes, all colors
There are black assholes, white assholes, women assholes, men assholes, queer assholes, straight assholes, smart assholes, stupid assholes, suburban assholes, inner-city assholes, homeless assholes, upwardly-mobile assholes, lazy assholes, incompetent assholes, sloppy assholes, anal assholes
And so it goes, ad nauseum
Why should I tolerate any of them?
Why should I tolerate anything I don't care for, for any length of time?
Why should I pretend it's okay?
I don't like assholes
Don't like talking to them; don't like talking about them
Don't like knowing them; don't like knowing about them, or their thoughts, or their deeds
Assholes are like bad ideas
You let even a single one into your life, it can begin to ruin things
It can destroy what's good, and foster much that's bad
Why tolerate that?
Tolerance was a virtue once; no more
There aren't enough hours in the day to tolerate all the assholes
To tolerate all the indignities hurled your way and still be able to live a decent life
Perhaps Goethe said it best: that which disturbs your soul, you must not suffer
Remember that when it seems like assholes are hard at work to disturb your soul 24 hours a day
Take a tip from Mr. Intolerance: don't permit them to
If the falling tide can turn and then recover, all alone we must be part of one another
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Lasipallo
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Re: Parhaat sanoitukset biisissä
Tuxedomoon - Desire
Sometimes I want to die in my bed,
All I can think about is "When are we leaving?",
Everytime I think of you I want a cigarette,
Man chooses himself,
Hero with a thousand faces,
It's the third night and the walls are shaking,
Boys buying boys,
Pleasure bringing pain, it's all the same,
I put my hand near my mouth so I know I'm still breathing,
So we joke about the TV set,
Calling it the "eye of Hell",
I would love to have people see what I see,
I would love to be a pillar of strength in my community,
A little order, a little grace,
Something new to fill up this place,
Live a thousand lives by picture,
Mark, this song is for you,
I'm a lousy lover - I give but never take,
Makes you go where you can't go, makes you want what you can't have
DESIRE
Sometimes I want to die in my bed,
All I can think about is "When are we leaving?",
Everytime I think of you I want a cigarette,
Man chooses himself,
Hero with a thousand faces,
It's the third night and the walls are shaking,
Boys buying boys,
Pleasure bringing pain, it's all the same,
I put my hand near my mouth so I know I'm still breathing,
So we joke about the TV set,
Calling it the "eye of Hell",
I would love to have people see what I see,
I would love to be a pillar of strength in my community,
A little order, a little grace,
Something new to fill up this place,
Live a thousand lives by picture,
Mark, this song is for you,
I'm a lousy lover - I give but never take,
Makes you go where you can't go, makes you want what you can't have
DESIRE
They were tattooed from head to foot, and they brandished cutlasses and big clubs with spiked knobs. They shouted ferociously in their native Finnish, and they swung cutlass and club as if berserk, sometimes felling their own men in their fury.
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Ahab
Re: Parhaat sanoitukset biisissä
Ai perkele että on paha pinttymä päässä. Ei pysty kuuntelemaan ruotsinkielellä laulettua musiikkia ei ollenkaan vaikka muuten kuuntelee mielellään vaikka mitä kieliä. Oon kyllä koittanu. Tänäänkin lainasin Finntrollien uusimman ja visor om slutetin ja varsinkin jälkimmäisessä pitäisin monesta biisistä jos olisi laulettu muulla kielellä tai vaikka vaan instrumetaalina. Myönnetään Ettää jos osaisin ruotsia niin sitten maistuis varmaan paremmin kun ymmärtäisikin jotain. Mutta osasyytä vieritän pakkoruotsin niskoille.Maor wrote:Kyllähän Finntrollilta löytyy useat hyvät sanoitukset, ainakin tämä Midnattens Widunder levy kertoo aika mainion tarinan. (peikkoihin siis liittyvät nämä sanoitukset)
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Pakanasoturi
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Re: Parhaat sanoitukset biisissä
When night falls
she cloaks the world
in impenetrable darkness.
A chill rises
from the soil
and contaminates the air
suddenly...
life has new meaning.
En kerro mistä, katsotaan tietääkö joku.
she cloaks the world
in impenetrable darkness.
A chill rises
from the soil
and contaminates the air
suddenly...
life has new meaning.
En kerro mistä, katsotaan tietääkö joku.
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sekopäinen lintu
Re: Parhaat sanoitukset biisissä
Tool - Reflection
I have come curiously close to the end, down
Beneath my self-indulgent pitiful hole,
Defeated, I concede and move closer
I may find comfort here.
I may find peace within the emptiness,
How pitiful.
It's calling me...
And in my darkest moment, fetal and weeping
The moon tells me a secret, my confidant
As full and bright as I am
This light is not my own and
A million light reflections pass over me
The source is bright and endless
She resusitates the hopeless
Without her, we are lifeless satellites drifting
And as I pull my head out I am without one doubt
Don't wanna stay down here surving my narcissism
I must crucify the ego before it's far too late
I pray the light lifts me out
Before I pine away.
So crucify the ego, before it's far too late
And leave behind this place so negative and blind and cynical
And you will come to find that we are all one mind
Capable of all that's imagined and all conceivable
So let the light touch you and let the words spill through
Just let them pass right through bringing out our hope and reason
Before we pine away.
I have come curiously close to the end, down
Beneath my self-indulgent pitiful hole,
Defeated, I concede and move closer
I may find comfort here.
I may find peace within the emptiness,
How pitiful.
It's calling me...
And in my darkest moment, fetal and weeping
The moon tells me a secret, my confidant
As full and bright as I am
This light is not my own and
A million light reflections pass over me
The source is bright and endless
She resusitates the hopeless
Without her, we are lifeless satellites drifting
And as I pull my head out I am without one doubt
Don't wanna stay down here surving my narcissism
I must crucify the ego before it's far too late
I pray the light lifts me out
Before I pine away.
So crucify the ego, before it's far too late
And leave behind this place so negative and blind and cynical
And you will come to find that we are all one mind
Capable of all that's imagined and all conceivable
So let the light touch you and let the words spill through
Just let them pass right through bringing out our hope and reason
Before we pine away.
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spasm
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Re: Parhaat sanoitukset biisissä
Pakanasoturi wrote:When night falls
she cloaks the world
in impenetrable darkness.
A chill rises
from the soil
and contaminates the air
suddenly...
life has new meaning.
En kerro mistä, katsotaan tietääkö joku.
Burzum! \o/ Filosofem-levyn avausraita, en kyllä muista biisin nimeä.
Kylmyys johtuu lämpötilasta.
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Pakanasoturi
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Re: Parhaat sanoitukset biisissä
Kyllä, Dunkelheit oli kappaleen nimispasm wrote:Pakanasoturi wrote:When night falls
she cloaks the world
in impenetrable darkness.
A chill rises
from the soil
and contaminates the air
suddenly...
life has new meaning.
En kerro mistä, katsotaan tietääkö joku.
Burzum! \o/ Filosofem-levyn avausraita, en kyllä muista biisin nimeä.
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jakoavain
Re: Parhaat sanoitukset biisissä
np: Neil Young & Crazy Horse - Cortez The Killer "Zuma"
Toivon että jokainen lukisi nämä lyriikat;
Minua ainakin koskettaa todella paljon.
He came dancing across the water
With his galleons and guns
Looking for the new world
In that palace in the sun.
On the shore lay montezuma
With his coca leaves and pearls
In his halls he often wondered
With the secrets of the worlds.
And his subjects gathered round him
Like the leaves around a tree
In their clothes of many colors
For the angry gods to see.
And the women all were beautiful
And the men stood straight and strong
They offered life in sacrifice
So that others could go on.
Hate was just a legend
And war was never known
The people worked together
And they lifted many stones.
They carried them to the flatlands
And they died along the way
But they built up with their bare hands
What we still cant do today.
And I know shes living there
And she loves me to this day
I still cant remember when
Or how I lost my way.
He came dancing across the water
Cortez, cortez
What a killer.
AaaAaah
Too goooooood to be truuuee!
Toivon että jokainen lukisi nämä lyriikat;
Minua ainakin koskettaa todella paljon.
He came dancing across the water
With his galleons and guns
Looking for the new world
In that palace in the sun.
On the shore lay montezuma
With his coca leaves and pearls
In his halls he often wondered
With the secrets of the worlds.
And his subjects gathered round him
Like the leaves around a tree
In their clothes of many colors
For the angry gods to see.
And the women all were beautiful
And the men stood straight and strong
They offered life in sacrifice
So that others could go on.
Hate was just a legend
And war was never known
The people worked together
And they lifted many stones.
They carried them to the flatlands
And they died along the way
But they built up with their bare hands
What we still cant do today.
And I know shes living there
And she loves me to this day
I still cant remember when
Or how I lost my way.
He came dancing across the water
Cortez, cortez
What a killer.
AaaAaah
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Asidyyli
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Re: Parhaat sanoitukset biisissä
Tuosta ylemmästä tuli mieleen Neil Youngin ehkä paras teksti. En nyt muista miten After The Goldrush menee enkä jaksa pastettaa, mutta se joku kohta että "Lying in the burnt down basement, and I felt like getting high... ja sitten tulee ne silver spaceshipsit ja kaikki"
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CharlieBigPpotato
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Re: Parhaat sanoitukset biisissä
Nick Drake - Fruit Tree
Fame is but a fruit tree
So very unsound.
It can never flourish
Till its stalk is in the ground.
So men of fame
Can never find a way
Till time has flown
Far from their dying day.
Forgotten while you're here
Remembered for a while
A much updated ruin
From a much outdated style.
Life is but a memory
Happened long ago.
Theatre full of sadness
For a long forgotten show.
Seems so easy
Just to let it go on by
Till you stop and wonder
Why you never wondered why.
Safe in the womb
Of an everlasting night
You find the darkness can
Give the brightest light.
Safe in your place deep in the earth
That's when they'll know what you were really worth.
Forgotten while you're here
Remembered for a while
A much updated ruin
From a much outdated style.
Fame is but a fruit tree
So very unsound.
It can never flourish
Till its stalk is in the ground.
So men of fame
Can never find a way
Till time has flown
Far from their dying day.
Fruit tree, fruit tree
No-one knows you but the rain and the air.
Don't you worry
They'll stand and stare when you're gone.
Fruit tree, fruit tree
Open your eyes to another year.
They'll all know
That you were here when you're gone.
Fame is but a fruit tree
So very unsound.
It can never flourish
Till its stalk is in the ground.
So men of fame
Can never find a way
Till time has flown
Far from their dying day.
Forgotten while you're here
Remembered for a while
A much updated ruin
From a much outdated style.
Life is but a memory
Happened long ago.
Theatre full of sadness
For a long forgotten show.
Seems so easy
Just to let it go on by
Till you stop and wonder
Why you never wondered why.
Safe in the womb
Of an everlasting night
You find the darkness can
Give the brightest light.
Safe in your place deep in the earth
That's when they'll know what you were really worth.
Forgotten while you're here
Remembered for a while
A much updated ruin
From a much outdated style.
Fame is but a fruit tree
So very unsound.
It can never flourish
Till its stalk is in the ground.
So men of fame
Can never find a way
Till time has flown
Far from their dying day.
Fruit tree, fruit tree
No-one knows you but the rain and the air.
Don't you worry
They'll stand and stare when you're gone.
Fruit tree, fruit tree
Open your eyes to another year.
They'll all know
That you were here when you're gone.
If the falling tide can turn and then recover, all alone we must be part of one another
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Re: Parhaat sanoitukset biisissä
16 Horsepower - Black Soul Choir
Ain't none ever seen the face of his foe no
He ain't made of flesh & bone
He's the one who sits up close beside you
An' when he's there, you are alone
Every man is evil, yes, an' every man a liar
An' unashamed with the wicked tongues sing
In the black soul choir
Yes an' no man ever seen the face of my Lord no
Not since he left his skin
He's the one you keep cold on the outside girl
He's at your door, let him in
O I will forgive your wrongs
Yes I am able
An for my own I feel great shame
I would offer up a brick to the back of your head boy
If I were Cain
Ain't none ever seen the face of his foe no
He ain't made of flesh & bone
He's the one who sits up close beside you
An' when he's there, you are alone
Every man is evil, yes, an' every man a liar
An' unashamed with the wicked tongues sing
In the black soul choir
Yes an' no man ever seen the face of my Lord no
Not since he left his skin
He's the one you keep cold on the outside girl
He's at your door, let him in
O I will forgive your wrongs
Yes I am able
An for my own I feel great shame
I would offer up a brick to the back of your head boy
If I were Cain
"Jos ihmismieli on ihmeellisin asia mitä maa päällään kantaa, pyrkimys tutkia narkoottisten ja stimuloivien aineiden psykofysiologisen vaikutuksen syvyyksiä saa tämän ihmeen vaikuttamaan vieläkin suuremmalta."
— Professori Louis Lewin, 1924
— Professori Louis Lewin, 1924
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Kalastaja
Re: Parhaat sanoitukset biisissä
Jefferson Airplane
Mexico
by Grace Slick
Owsley and Charlie, twins of the trade,
Come to the Poet's Room
Talking about the problems of the leaf,
And yes, it'll be back soon
There used to be tons of gold and green
Comin' up here from Mexico
A donde esta la planta, mi amigo, del sol?
[The translation is: "Where is the plant, my friend, of the sun."]
But Mexico is under the thumb
Of a man we call Richard
And he's come to call himself king
But he's a small-headed man
And he doesn't know a thing
About how to deal for you
How to deal for you
There are millions of you now
I mean it's not as if you were alone
There are brothers everywhere
Just waiting for a toke on that gold
And God knows how far it can go
But thanks Uncle Charlie
For your Mexican smoke
You're a legend Owsley
For your righteous dope
There were a half a million people on the lawn
And we sang to the faces in the dark
How long must that damn race
Wait for the jailer's time to end?
How long will the Panther race
Wait for the iron bars to bend?
And no no no no no nobody waits
Mexico
by Grace Slick
Owsley and Charlie, twins of the trade,
Come to the Poet's Room
Talking about the problems of the leaf,
And yes, it'll be back soon
There used to be tons of gold and green
Comin' up here from Mexico
A donde esta la planta, mi amigo, del sol?
[The translation is: "Where is the plant, my friend, of the sun."]
But Mexico is under the thumb
Of a man we call Richard
And he's come to call himself king
But he's a small-headed man
And he doesn't know a thing
About how to deal for you
How to deal for you
There are millions of you now
I mean it's not as if you were alone
There are brothers everywhere
Just waiting for a toke on that gold
And God knows how far it can go
But thanks Uncle Charlie
For your Mexican smoke
You're a legend Owsley
For your righteous dope
There were a half a million people on the lawn
And we sang to the faces in the dark
How long must that damn race
Wait for the jailer's time to end?
How long will the Panther race
Wait for the iron bars to bend?
And no no no no no nobody waits
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Asidyyli
- LD50
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- Joined: Thu 22 Sep 2005, 15:25
- Location: Hki
Re: Parhaat sanoitukset biisissä
Biisi johon olen lähiaikoina (pitkän kuuntelun tuloksena) lopulta valtavasti tykästynyt. Loven Forever Changes -klassikkolta;
THE RED TELEPHONE
Sitting on a hillside
Watching all the people die
I'll feel much better on the other side
I'll thumb a ride
I believe in magic
Why, because it is so quick
I don't need power when I'm hypnotized
Look in my eyes
What are you seeing (I see...)
How do you feel?
(...you)
I feel real phony when my name is phil
Or was that bill?
Life goes on here
Day after day
I don't know if I am living or if i'm
Supposed to be
Sometimes my life is so eerie
And if you think I'm happy
Paint me (white)(yellow)
I've been here once
I've been here twice
I don't know if the third's the fourth or if the -
The fifth's to fix
Sometimes I deal with numbers
And if you wanna count me
Count me out
I don't need the time of day
Anytime with me's ok
I just don't want you using up my time
'cause that's not right
They're locking them up today
They're throwing away the key
I wonder who it'll be tomorrow, you or me?
We're all normal and we want our freedom
Freedom... freedom... freedom... freedom
Freedom... freedom... freedom... freedom
Tuota sinänsä simppeliä tekstiä voisi analysoida hyvinkin pitkälle, mutta aika selväähän on mistä tuossa on kyse ja mikä tämä kyseinen "punainen puhelin" on. Kiehtovinta lienee se miten alun lievästä optimismista siirrytään lopun illuusiottomuuteen. Oli kuitenkin vasta Joulukuu 1967. Arthur Leen henkilöhistoriaan perehtyminen kuitenkin antaa osviittaa... Lee ehkä tunnisti päänsisäiset heilahtelunsa hiukan paremmin kuin manifestiaan loppuun asti hysteerisesti jatkanut kollegansa Roky Erikson...
THE RED TELEPHONE
Sitting on a hillside
Watching all the people die
I'll feel much better on the other side
I'll thumb a ride
I believe in magic
Why, because it is so quick
I don't need power when I'm hypnotized
Look in my eyes
What are you seeing (I see...)
How do you feel?
(...you)
I feel real phony when my name is phil
Or was that bill?
Life goes on here
Day after day
I don't know if I am living or if i'm
Supposed to be
Sometimes my life is so eerie
And if you think I'm happy
Paint me (white)(yellow)
I've been here once
I've been here twice
I don't know if the third's the fourth or if the -
The fifth's to fix
Sometimes I deal with numbers
And if you wanna count me
Count me out
I don't need the time of day
Anytime with me's ok
I just don't want you using up my time
'cause that's not right
They're locking them up today
They're throwing away the key
I wonder who it'll be tomorrow, you or me?
We're all normal and we want our freedom
Freedom... freedom... freedom... freedom
Freedom... freedom... freedom... freedom
Tuota sinänsä simppeliä tekstiä voisi analysoida hyvinkin pitkälle, mutta aika selväähän on mistä tuossa on kyse ja mikä tämä kyseinen "punainen puhelin" on. Kiehtovinta lienee se miten alun lievästä optimismista siirrytään lopun illuusiottomuuteen. Oli kuitenkin vasta Joulukuu 1967. Arthur Leen henkilöhistoriaan perehtyminen kuitenkin antaa osviittaa... Lee ehkä tunnisti päänsisäiset heilahtelunsa hiukan paremmin kuin manifestiaan loppuun asti hysteerisesti jatkanut kollegansa Roky Erikson...
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CharlieBigPpotato
- Kameleontti
- Posts: 692
- Joined: Mon 20 Feb 2006, 11:53
Re: Parhaat sanoitukset biisissä
Deicide - Suicidal Sacrifice
Satanized, crucified, feel the wrath of suicide
Incus fear on the sphere, angel darkness disappears
Covenant, blasphemous, open up unholiness
Father Satan, let me lust unholy sins
Suicide sacrifice
Destruction of holy knife
Blood of unholy knife
Satan I sacrifice
Behold the crucifix, symbol of sterlity
I am crucifix - SATAN!
Suicide sacrifice, profeasting evil night
Lust into reality - SATAN!
Angel of the black abyss, Satan lord I hail
Insane blasphemous - SATAN!
Sacrificial Suicide, ritual to end my life
Behemoth incess my fate - SATAN!
Damned to hell, end my life
Wrath of god - SATAN!
Sin my soul, blessed with fire
Throne of stone - SATAN!
I must die, in my wake
Seventh gate - SATAN!
Suicide, end my life
I must die - SATAN!
Suicide sacrifice, thrust of evil deep inside
Lucifer never lies, take away thee mortal life
Demigod, Satan son, command the body to the ground
Father Satan, I'll find peace when I am god
Suicide sacrifice
Destruction of holy knife
Blood of unholy knife
Satan I sacrifice
TAKE ME!
Satanized, crucified, feel the wrath of suicide
Incus fear on the sphere, angel darkness disappears
Covenant, blasphemous, open up unholiness
Father Satan, let me lust unholy sins
Suicide sacrifice
Destruction of holy knife
Blood of unholy knife
Satan I sacrifice
Behold the crucifix, symbol of sterlity
I am crucifix - SATAN!
Suicide sacrifice, profeasting evil night
Lust into reality - SATAN!
Angel of the black abyss, Satan lord I hail
Insane blasphemous - SATAN!
Sacrificial Suicide, ritual to end my life
Behemoth incess my fate - SATAN!
Damned to hell, end my life
Wrath of god - SATAN!
Sin my soul, blessed with fire
Throne of stone - SATAN!
I must die, in my wake
Seventh gate - SATAN!
Suicide, end my life
I must die - SATAN!
Suicide sacrifice, thrust of evil deep inside
Lucifer never lies, take away thee mortal life
Demigod, Satan son, command the body to the ground
Father Satan, I'll find peace when I am god
Suicide sacrifice
Destruction of holy knife
Blood of unholy knife
Satan I sacrifice
TAKE ME!
If the falling tide can turn and then recover, all alone we must be part of one another
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Miasma
- OD
- Posts: 1486
- Joined: Wed 28 Jun 2006, 23:53
- Location: Kellari
Re: Parhaat sanoitukset biisissä
Metallica - Fade to Black
Life it seems, will fade away
Drifting further every day
Getting lost within myself
Nothing matters no one else
I have lost the will to live
Simply nothing more to give
There is nothing more for me
Need the end to set me free
Things are not what they used to be
Missing one inside of me
Deathly lost, this cant be real
Cannot stand this hell I feel
Emptiness is filling me
To the point of agony
Growing darkness taking dawn
I was me, but now hes gone
No one but me can save myself, but its too late
Now I cant think, think why I should even try
Yesterday seems as though it never existed
Death greets me warm, now I will just say good-bye
Life it seems, will fade away
Drifting further every day
Getting lost within myself
Nothing matters no one else
I have lost the will to live
Simply nothing more to give
There is nothing more for me
Need the end to set me free
Things are not what they used to be
Missing one inside of me
Deathly lost, this cant be real
Cannot stand this hell I feel
Emptiness is filling me
To the point of agony
Growing darkness taking dawn
I was me, but now hes gone
No one but me can save myself, but its too late
Now I cant think, think why I should even try
Yesterday seems as though it never existed
Death greets me warm, now I will just say good-bye
"Jesus! Did I say that? Or just think it? Was I talking? Did they hear me?"
"Life is a joke and death is the punchline."
"Life is a joke and death is the punchline."
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Asidyyli
- LD50
- Posts: 2143
- Joined: Thu 22 Sep 2005, 15:25
- Location: Hki
Re: Parhaat sanoitukset biisissä
Mulle kesän 06 koskettavimpia biisejä ja saa edelleen aikaan kylmiä väreitä. "Magnetic Fieldsin Take Ecstacy With Me"
You used to slide down the carpeted stairs
Or down the banister
You stuttered like a kaleidoscope
'Cause you knew too many words
You used to make gingerbread houses
We used to have taffy pulls
Take ecstasy with me, baby
Take ecstasy with me
You had a black snowmobile
We drove out under the northern lights
A vodka bottle gave you those raccoon eyes
We got beat up just for holding hands
Take ecstasy with me, baby
Take ecstasy with me
Scott Walkerin upea, jylhän kaunis"Nite Flights". Tätä voisi tulkita loputtomiin postmodernistisesta Ballardilaisesta teknokraattisen vieraantumisen ja fetisismin näkökulmasta. "Bloodlite", "Glass traps", "Broken necks feather weight press the walls", "We will by Gods on nite flights"...
There's no hold
The moving has come through
The danger passing you
Turns its face into the heat and runs the tunnels
It's so cold
The dark dug up by dogs
The stiches torn and broke
The raw meat fist you choke
Has hit the bloodlite
Glass traps open and close on nite flights
Broken necks feather weights press the walls
Be my love, we will be gods on nite flights
With only one promise, only one way to fall
Glass traps open and close on nite flights
Broken necks feather weights press the walls
Be my love, we will be gods on nite flights
With only one promise, only one way to call
On nite flights
Only one way to fall
You used to slide down the carpeted stairs
Or down the banister
You stuttered like a kaleidoscope
'Cause you knew too many words
You used to make gingerbread houses
We used to have taffy pulls
Take ecstasy with me, baby
Take ecstasy with me
You had a black snowmobile
We drove out under the northern lights
A vodka bottle gave you those raccoon eyes
We got beat up just for holding hands
Take ecstasy with me, baby
Take ecstasy with me
Scott Walkerin upea, jylhän kaunis"Nite Flights". Tätä voisi tulkita loputtomiin postmodernistisesta Ballardilaisesta teknokraattisen vieraantumisen ja fetisismin näkökulmasta. "Bloodlite", "Glass traps", "Broken necks feather weight press the walls", "We will by Gods on nite flights"...
There's no hold
The moving has come through
The danger passing you
Turns its face into the heat and runs the tunnels
It's so cold
The dark dug up by dogs
The stiches torn and broke
The raw meat fist you choke
Has hit the bloodlite
Glass traps open and close on nite flights
Broken necks feather weights press the walls
Be my love, we will be gods on nite flights
With only one promise, only one way to fall
Glass traps open and close on nite flights
Broken necks feather weights press the walls
Be my love, we will be gods on nite flights
With only one promise, only one way to call
On nite flights
Only one way to fall
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Pakanasoturi
- Lepakko
- Posts: 220
- Joined: Wed 27 Sep 2006, 16:14
Re: Parhaat sanoitukset biisissä
Voi jumalauta, tuo on kyllä aivan tajuton kappale... Ja vielä tajuttomampaa oli silloin 15. päivä keikalla. Olin melkein eturivissä välillä. Tuli tuokin toki laulettua kokonaan mukana, kovaan ääneenMiasma wrote:Metallica - Fade to Black
Life it seems, will fade away
Drifting further every day
Getting lost within myself
Nothing matters no one else
I have lost the will to live
Simply nothing more to give
There is nothing more for me
Need the end to set me free
Things are not what they used to be
Missing one inside of me
Deathly lost, this cant be real
Cannot stand this hell I feel
Emptiness is filling me
To the point of agony
Growing darkness taking dawn
I was me, but now hes gone
No one but me can save myself, but its too late
Now I cant think, think why I should even try
Yesterday seems as though it never existed
Death greets me warm, now I will just say good-bye
Minulle itselleni sanoisinko Metallican paras kappale. Lyriikoistaan varsinkin.
Pari päivää sitten meinasi tulla kyyneleet silmiin kyllä kun ostin sen keikan sieltä livemetallica.comista äänitteenä ja kuuntelin sopivassa mielentilassa. Enkä tarkoita edes pelkästään tuota kappaletta vaan ihan niistä kaikista.
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spasm
- OD
- Posts: 1510
- Joined: Tue 29 Aug 2006, 23:44
- Location: Rubycon
Re: Parhaat sanoitukset biisissä
Frank Zappa - Bobby Brown
"Hey there, people, I'm Bobby Brown
They say I'm the cutest boy in town
My car is fast, my teeth is shiny
I tell all the girls they can kiss my heinie
Here I am at a famous school
I'm dressin' sharp 'n i'm
Actin' cool
I got a cheerleader here wants to help with my paper
Let her do all the work 'n maybe later I'll rape her
Oh God I am the american dream
I do not think I'm too extreme
And I'm a handsome sonofabitch
I'm gonna get a good job 'n be real rich
(get a good
Get a good
Get a good
Get a good job)
Womens liberation
Came creepin' across the nation
I tell you people I was not ready
When I fucked this dyke by the name of freddie
She made a little speech then,
Aw, she tried to make me say when
She had my balls in a vice, but she left the dick
I guess it's still hooked on, but now it shoots too quick
Oh God I am the american dream
But now I smell like vaseline
And Im a miserable sonofabitch
Am I a boy or a lady...i don't know which
(I wonder wonder
Wonder wonder)
So I went out 'n bought me a leisure suit
I jingle my change, but I'm still kinda cute
Got a job doin' radio promo
And none of the jocks can even tell I'm a homo
Eventually me 'n a friend
Sorta drifted along into s&m
I can take about an hour on the tower of power
as long as I gets a little golden shower
Oh God I am the american dream
With a spindle up my butt till it makes me scream
An I'll do anything to get a head
I lay awake nights sayin', thank you, fred!
Oh god, oh god, I'm so fantastic!
Thanks to freddie, I'm a sexual spastic
And my name is Bobby Brown
Watch me now, I'm goin' down,
And my name is Bobby Brown
Watch me now, I'm goin' down..."
"Hey there, people, I'm Bobby Brown
They say I'm the cutest boy in town
My car is fast, my teeth is shiny
I tell all the girls they can kiss my heinie
Here I am at a famous school
I'm dressin' sharp 'n i'm
Actin' cool
I got a cheerleader here wants to help with my paper
Let her do all the work 'n maybe later I'll rape her
Oh God I am the american dream
I do not think I'm too extreme
And I'm a handsome sonofabitch
I'm gonna get a good job 'n be real rich
(get a good
Get a good
Get a good
Get a good job)
Womens liberation
Came creepin' across the nation
I tell you people I was not ready
When I fucked this dyke by the name of freddie
She made a little speech then,
Aw, she tried to make me say when
She had my balls in a vice, but she left the dick
I guess it's still hooked on, but now it shoots too quick
Oh God I am the american dream
But now I smell like vaseline
And Im a miserable sonofabitch
Am I a boy or a lady...i don't know which
(I wonder wonder
Wonder wonder)
So I went out 'n bought me a leisure suit
I jingle my change, but I'm still kinda cute
Got a job doin' radio promo
And none of the jocks can even tell I'm a homo
Eventually me 'n a friend
Sorta drifted along into s&m
I can take about an hour on the tower of power
as long as I gets a little golden shower
Oh God I am the american dream
With a spindle up my butt till it makes me scream
An I'll do anything to get a head
I lay awake nights sayin', thank you, fred!
Oh god, oh god, I'm so fantastic!
Thanks to freddie, I'm a sexual spastic
And my name is Bobby Brown
Watch me now, I'm goin' down,
And my name is Bobby Brown
Watch me now, I'm goin' down..."
Kylmyys johtuu lämpötilasta.
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h.s.t.
Re: Parhaat sanoitukset biisissä
Tollasella kamalla se Zappa makso ne kokeellisemmat biisit...