Róże Europy – Kolor

I chociaż
Piję jogurt toczy się taki sam dzień
Jak lampa Aladyna ożywa
I skończyć o brzasku pierwszym
Miłe nieporozumienia
Piję jogurt toczy się taki sobie dzień
Nie wiadomo

Kiedy układ gwiazd detonuje złość i gwałt
Ty wiesz o tym że
Wszystko to nic wszystko to nic i chociaż
A przecież miłość ma jeden kolor
Dla kogo jest dziś miłość
Siódma piętnaście poniedziałek pada deszcz
A przecież miłość ma jeden kolor
I tysiąca dwóch ukrytych w bajce
Ty wiesz o tym kiedy hardo patrzę w twoje oczy
Kto z jasności wyszedł a kto w ciemność wkroczył
Porywcze słowa kosztują nas zbyt drogo
Każde z nas ukrytą ma puszkę Pandory
Od poniedziałku do niedzieli wszystko będzie takie samo
Jeden wystrzał nic nie zmieni między nami
Wszędzie i obok nieporozumienia
I przychodzi taki czas

Przecież miłość ma jeden kolor
Może i mi przyda się nie brzmi złowrogo

Jest ich zdecydowanie za dużo
Na obrzeżach piekła na krańcach nieba
Być może to co śpiewam
Tutaj i teraz
Ożywa taki sens
Siódma piętnaście poniedziałek pada deszcz
A przecież miłość ma jeden kolor
Są dni w tygodniu nie tego nam trzeba
Uczucia nam kochankom szczególnie się należą
Wszędzie i obok
Jak wiosną zieleń drzew
Jak szpieg pytań unikać
Żyjemy przyjaźnią męską i kobiecą
Wszystko to nic wszystko to nic
Przede wszystkim dla ciebie

Satysfakcję sprawia mi
Rozmowy w towarzystwie kilku dni nieudanych
I chociaż

Spaceruję wyboistą stroną często nie z tobą
Miło jest wieczorową porą zacząć

Classic Country – Your Cheatin’ Heart – Hank Williams

Your cheatin’ heart will tell on you…
Your cheatin’ heart
And try to sleep
And call my name

You’ll toss around
The way I do
When tears come down
And call my name
The whole night through
When you’ll be blue
The way I do
The time will come
Will pine some day

You’ll cry and cry
When tears come down
Will make you weep
Like falling rain
But sleep won’t come
Like falling rain
Your cheatin’ heart
You threw away
You’ll toss around
You’ll walk the floor
Your cheatin’ heart will tell on you…
Your cheatin’ heart will tell on you…
Your cheatin’ heart will tell on you…
And crave the love

You’ll walk the floor

Shirō Sagisu – I’ll Be Always On Your Mind

You once were the flame of love that showed me the way
Now that the time has passwd
I still remember all the good things we had
Now after all the years
I look back with joy and hapiness
Forever in my mind for all time
There’s no need for tears
I once was the love on which you could depend
Wouldn’t be so wise
And I know the feelings just as strong
There was no hurt or pain
That’s where it should stay with us
You once were the sun that brightened up my day
They will always be
We just reached a point and then we let it drift away
‘Cos I can see it in your eyes
We once had a love so sweet but just let it go
Just keep the flame alive in your mind
To recreate what happened long ago
You can’t take such sweet memories away
We once had a love we thought would never end
(Chorus)
Forever I’ll be always on your mind
You once were the wings with which my heart could fly

David Bowie – 20th Century Boy (Feat. Placebo)

Yeah I’m your toy
Ball like a hound
Yeah, I’m your toy
Sting like a bee
20th Century boy, I wanna be your toy (x4)
Your 20th Century boy
Your 20th Century boy
And it’s plain to see
Yeah, I’m your toy
And it’s plain to see
Everybody says it’s just like Robin Hood
Crawl like a cat
You were meant for me

Babe I’m gonna be your man
I walk like a rat
Friends say it’s fine
And it’s plain to see
Crawl like a cat

Friends say it’s good
Drive like a car

20th Century boy, I wanna be your toy (x4)
You were meant for me
Friends say it’s good
Friends say it’s fine
Sting like a bee
Everybody says it’s just like Robin Hood
I walk like a rat
Fly like a plane
Your 20th Century boy
Babe I’m gonna be your man
Everybody says it’s just like Robin Hood
You were meant for me
Friends say it’s fine

Babe I’m gonna be your man
Friends say it’s good

Amanda Palmer – I Google You

when the day is done and everything is through
I read your journal
I should crawl back in my hole
should let you fade
the structure of the sun
Written by Neil Gaiman

I fear
put up by your friends
but there’s that box
I think that I should save my soul and
you’ve forgotten
But it’s too easy just to fold
but instead….
That I gather
I know that I

and there’s your name
And I’m pleased your name is practically unique
grow less or fade or disappear
you were in
I’ve watched you dance
and type your name again
And it really shouldn’t matter
ought to blow up my computer
And each scrap of information
who writes papers on
it’s only you and
I Google you
that you kept
I google you
I find photos
somehow it never makes the pain
Whenever I’m alone and feeling blue
I google you

a would-be PhD in Chesapeake
says you’ve found somebody new
I Google you
that month in France
I’ve read each one
late at night when I don’t know what to do

The Wonder Stuff – A Great Drinker

If all the world would wait and see

I don’t think too much it’s bad for the soul.
What is yours?
Well there’s hate where my liver sits

Don’t ask me where ‘cos I don’t know at all.
Get out if it’s not for you
We’re not picking up the pieces
A great drinker and his love could be…
Well of all the stupid things I’ve been told,
I got cigarettes to pull to bits
They took my car.
And it’s not because we’re strung out on the sauce.
My head is too close to the wall.

Just has to know my business.
I got bottles for good company
We don’t mend what ain’t broken
There’s sweat on my finger tips
We don’t stick it where it don’t belong
I swear I’d bust open my head, should I fall.
‘Cos they’re sitting around my home with me.
There’s blood in my underwear
I’ve got an ever loving wife… of a sort
The last drink’s gonna be on me.
I don’t know how I got it there

You stay here then, you throw down too.
Sit right down, one for the road?
Of a world that still increasingly
I know weaker personalities
There’s a bottle and a half to go
I got a belly full of beer shits

Vince Vaccaro – Costa Rica

Lets go to Costa Rica
Lets leave to me and you babe
Like I’m lookin’ for summer but I find the cold
Yeah.
And I’ve grown tired of feelin’ old
Lets leave to me and you babe
And I’ll throw my trouble deep in the wild blue
Lets go to Costa Rica
Well I’ve grown tired of singing songs
Lets leave to me and you babe
And I wish my path weren’t a ragged road

Lets leave to me and you babe
Yeah.
I don’t hold the reigns I ain´t got control
Well my seasons roll by high and low
Lets go to Costa Rica
I wanna leave this place yeah to never be found
That I don’t believe in anymore
Can I lose my name, be someone new
Lets go to Costa Rica
I wanna leave my old life far behind

And I wish my dice had a different roll

Jesse Ruben – Predictable

"This doesn’t seem to fit", I say as I sit

But I promise my intentions are pure

In the book that I took from your drawer.
Cause I am predictable, closed-minded
Because I never get what I should deserve
And this doesn’t make sense, which makes no difference

I am predictable
The syllables are strained and hard to explain
And I know it wasn’t me but its all that I see
I said "Why, why, the words don’t come to me like they should"
These city streets breathe and I wish I could leave
Why, I knew you would
These are the thoughts that I wrote
Yea the meaning might be hard to absorb

And I try to scream, "yea this is all a dream
I said "Why, why, the words don’t come to me like they should"

In the book that I took from your drawer.
Why, I knew you would
But they’re beggin for the right to be heard
You were my sanity now I can’t find it
These are the thoughts that I wrote
And its raining outside which is fine cause I remember
We’d huddle just to keep each other warm
And this situation seems so absurd"
With my head in my hands on the curb
No I never get what I should deserve
Why, I knew you would
But the meaning might be hard to absorb

I said "why, why, the words don’t come to me like they should"

The Rifles – Spend A Lifetime

You look good, and you smell sweet,
I bet I say something stupid
We could spend a lifetime
Spend a lifetime, spend a lifetime
Just play it cool and keep it calm
Lalalalalalalaaaaa,lalalalalalalaaaaa
And my feet don’t move in time
Which makes it harder to embrace you
But all that good advice gets lost somewhere
If only I could find the words to say,
Spend a lifetime, spend a lifetime
But today you blow my mind

Cause my mouth just won’t work right today,
But my head won’t function properly

All my head is full with lines
And I’m feeling like a schoolkid
In a playground I would chase you

And next week I’ll forget probably

And remember what your mother said:
I lift my head up and I face you
But I’m not, i’m just me

All these thoughts that fill my head
And though you might be what I’m looking for
And as we talk, I go all red
Now boy, just use your charm,
As I walk up a street
If I was back in primary

Trey Songz – Monster Triggamix

Wait until your spirit rises
Haters on the balls of a better man
If you got a girl, better lock her in
White folk looking, can’t believe a nigga bought this
Steal-yo-girl and I probably got your bitch Mr.
Irrational methods
After tonight from me, you may never ever hear
That I’m a mother fucker monster I’m so demented, it’s cemented in my brain
Got some dumb nigga named ‘Twan on her belly [haha]
Nigger you should know
Eating every one of y’all
Cuz the one that’s with me now in the telly
Even if she with you now, bet I probably took her down [uh]
Mon-store, a lyrical gun store
But if a nigga want it then
First off, fuck y’all
Bring ’em I’m a done ’em in
And I ain’t talking to no particular one of them
(repeats)
And I want more, you can call me carnivore
Fresh as a mint mouth, penthouse, top floor shit
Murder the other guys while your ass is digesting in
Got all the ammunition a killer could want for
Eat your ass alive
Lets discuss this, I am not to be fucked with
Marcus, I’m gorgeous, I’m flawless, applaud it
Monster motherfucka you know I’ve been one of them niggas so shady cause you know i been sunning them.
I’m wondering, should I put ’em asunder then
I’m so far gone, they don’t see me here
Breaking women’s heart when I tell ’em what they never hear
Pretty picture, pretty trigga
Done once I wash shit once, that’s no horse shit
Come again, I’ma make more money than I can ever spend in
I will trashing you in seconds
If only they could see how quickly I will abort shit
Then ask for your blessing
Pause then behead a man
Where she at, nigga look around
I leave you feinding while releasing my demons and nemons
Every pretty women world wide supposed to give me brain
Begin with the plundering, devour every one of them
Murder game, slit shit from ear to ear
I’m insane I’m deranged boncker blanka

Till I squirt soft, damn where the jerk off
Have no fear, so I see no peers
Plus I’m so far grown but you see no beard [yeah]

The Swimming Pool Q’s – She’s Bringing Down The Poison

But, you’ll find out real soon
It goes down real neat
She’s bringin’ down the poison, Boy
Checkin’ it out
To really hit the spot

And, there’s a bottle on the shelf
It’s kind of sweet
And, like Romeo,
Don’t play around
With poison

(Don’t play around)
Oh, no…
She’s bringin’ down
(Don’t play around)
(Don’t play around)
She knows it’s strong
Oh…
She’s screamin’ like a phone off the hook too long
With poison
It’s kind of sweet
With poison
It doesn’t take a lot

Don’t play around with poison
Don’t play around
She’s bringin’ down the poison
And, like Romeo,
She’s bringin’ it down

Baby, I know:

You think you’re immune
Baby, I kno-o-o-w:
With poison
But, nothin’ seems to check
So slow
She’s bringin’ down
Don’t play around with poison, Boy
Don’t play around
She gave no warning of this strange effect
With poison
With poison…
To really hit the spot
(Don’t play around)
It goes down real neat
It’s not a passing phase

Don’t play around
Poison is slow
She’s bringin’ it down
It doesn’t take a lot
That coats his eyes with glaze
So slow you won’t even know

Lemon Demon – Marketland

"You’ve gotta buy this!"
Screams a whiskey stinking vermin vendor
In Marketland,
I’d go wash it off now.
You can buy what’s in demand.

Market Town.
I’d go wash it off now.
But I hold on to my dollar,

Either I’m going insane
Or there’s an urchin hawking book reports.
You can buy what’s in demand.
Looking all around me.
Looking all around me.
But I don’t want to buy a whole raw fish, no.
In Marketland,
Market Street.
But I hold on to my dollar,
I could use a bite to eat,
I’d go wash it off now.
In this place, I hide my face,

Fifteen years ago, wow.
Market Lane.
My mazuma, money.
So I hold on to my moolah,
Fifteen years ago, wow.
"You’ve gotta buy this!"
It all just smells too funny.
You can buy what’s in demand.
With all these putrid people everywhere.
It all just smells too funny.
In Marketland,

And that’s really not my favorite dish.
Oh, that’s a new one:
There’s no trash that’s worth my cash,
In this place, I hide my face,
But dirty people hound me.
Some old guy with just one eye’s

All the world is in your hand.
Market Hell.

There’s no trash that’s worth my cash,
Yes, it’s lovely but I’m hungry,
All the world is in your hand.
Scream the whiskey stinking vermin vendors.

Still I hold on to my moolah,
There’s no food too old to sell.
In Marketland,
All the world is in your hand.
But dirty people hound me.
Selling his obviously soiled shorts.
In Marketland,
In Marketland,
What a doozy walking ’round

There is no merchandise too urine-stained.
Well, at least I’m entertained.
Holding up a rotten pear.
Fifteen years ago, wow.
My mazuma, money.
No, not a blanket!

Christian Castro – Cupido

ya no estas aqui ya no te siento.

como he de aceptar que ya no puedo ser feliz
Por que en el fondo de mi pecho hay dolor.

Como he de aceptar que ya no puedo ser feliz
Lleno toda soledad con tu recuerdo
Como de aceptar que ya no puedo ser feliz
Es la soledad que se apodera mas de mi
ya no estas aqui ya no te siento.

Es la soledad que se apodera mas de mi
cuesta tanto levantarse y no querer pensar en ti
Es imposible olvidar un gran amor
Uno tiene poco tiempo para amar
es imposible de olvidar.
que entre tu y yo.
y no te siento no te siento
Ya no queda nada del amor que un dia te di
en la oscuridad de mi silencio, soledad.
Es imposible olvidar un gran amor
Cupido ya no tiene flechas para mi
no me queda mas que tu recuerdo y mi soledad.
cuando estoy en otros brazos pienso en ti.
yo no se vivir si no te tengo
y tu nombre me persigue hasta el ultimo rincon
Cupido ya no tiene flechas para mi.

es muy dificil respirar.
la primera vez que se ama
rompo la monotonia de vivir

en la oscuridad de mi silencio, soledad.
que entre tu y yo
yo no se vivir si no te tengo.
ya no queda nada del amor que un dia te di

Juan Gabriel – Amor Eterno (En Vivo)

Que lloran en silencio por tu amor.
Oscura soledad estoy viviendo,
Y estar mirandolos.
Amor eterno, e inolvidable.

Tu eres la tristeza de mis ojos,

Amor eterno, e inolvidable.
S que pude haber yo hecho ms por t.
Prefiero estar dormida que despierta
De tanto que me duele que no estes.

Cerrado nunca, y estar mirandolos.
Me miro en el espejo y veo en mi rostro
T eres el amor del cual yo tengo
Y aunque tengo tranquila mi consciencia,
Que tus ojitos jams se hubieran cerrado nunca,
Yo he sufrido tanto por tu ausencia,
Desde se da hasta hoy, no soy feliz.
Obligo a que te olvide el pensamiento,
Como quisiera, ay, que tu vivieras,
La misma soledad de tu sepulcro.
Que tus ojitos jams se hubieran
Tarde o temprano estar contigo
Como quisiera, ay, que tu vivieras,
Para seguir amandonos.
El tiempo que he sufrido por tu adios.

El ms triste recuerdo de Acapulco.

Para seguir amandonos.
Tarde o temprano estar contigo
Pues siempre estoy pensando en el ayer.

The Beloved – If Pennies Came From Heaven Could Kark Marx Have Been Mistaken?

walking fast, thinking slow
somehow i doubt that he would make housecalls
if they came from heaven
what this country’s made of me
if they came from heaven
i doubt he would make housecalls
i said he could keep the, keep the rest
i’ve seen these men and all the women
in love with everyday living
well, he could keep the rest
but if all these pennies
but if engels came, saved us all
until yesterday i’d thought

but i’m tired of these contradictions
days don’t pass so calmly
if this is all god’s given
stack furniture against the door
the smell of napalm in the morning

oh my darlings jean and rita
swinging all around you see

the best things in life are bought
waves part, on they go
strange when you’re led by the nose
opening windows, pulling strings
but all these pennies
council roads to revolution
could karl marx have been mistaken?
through restaurants in evening clothes
would this mean that all’s forgiven?
landmine the kitchen floor
life couldn’t be much sweeter
invaded by salvation’s army
through restaurants in evening clothes