[O.T.] Testi delle vostre canzoni preferite!

[El Diablo]

Lo so, ma mi piace lo stesso.

[tiffany rayne]

Massive Attack - Antistar

Can you heal my wounds please
Can you make it rough
And cure the pain like cortizone
And grant me indemnity (you drowned me in tennesee? )
How’ll we split your chromosomes

Yeah more sweet narcosis
Yeah more sweet narcosis
(I’ll turn a stone I’ll find you)
Yeah more sweet narcosis
(I’ll turn a stone I’ll find you)

I turn a stone I’ll find you there
Into afflicted light I stare
You blind me with flash bulbs
And puzzle me with syllables

Yeah more sweet narcosis
(I’ll turn a stone I’ll find you)
Yeah more sweet narcosis
(I’ll turn a stone I’ll find you)
Yeah more sweet narcosis
(I’ll turn a stone I’ll find you)

My heads between my knees again
Got needle set to zero
And you can shoot me hurricanes
Don’t spare me the details

Yeah more sweet narcosis
(I’ll turn a stone I’ll find you)
Yeah more sweet narcosis
(I’ll turn a stone I’ll find you)
Yeah more sweet narcosis

More sweet
More sweet
I walk with ?
Force with me
You’ll regret
More bloodstains

[El Diablo]

Wake Up
Rage Against The Machine

Although ya try to iscredit
Ya still never edit
The needle, I'll thread it
Radically poetic
Standin' with the fury that they had in '66
And like E-Double, I'm mad
Still knee-deep in the system's shit
Hoover, he was a body remover
I'll give ya a dose
But it'll never come close
To the rage built up inside of me
Fist in the air, in the land of hypocrisy

Movements come and movements go
Leaders speak, movements cease
When theirheads are flown
'Cause all these punks
Got bullets in their heads
Department of police, the judge, the feds
Networks at work, keepin' people calm

You know they went after King
When he spoke out on Vietnam
He turned the power to the have-nots
And then came the shot

Wit' poetry, my mind I flex
Flip like Wilson, vocals never lackin' dat fitnesse
Whadda I have to do to wake you up
To shake you up, to break the structure up
'Cause this blood still floods in the gutter
I'm like talkin' photos
Mad boy kicks open the shutter
Set the groove
Then I stick and move like I was Cassius
Rep the stutter step
Then bomb a left upon the facists
Yea, the several federal men
Who pulled schemes on the dream
And put it to an end

Ya better beware
Of retribution with mind war
20/20 visions and murals with metaphors

The networks at work, keepin' people calm
Ya know they murdered X
And tried to blame it on Islam
He turned the power to the have-nots
And then came the shot

What was the price on his head

Although ya try to iscredit
Ya still never edit
The needle, I'll thread it
Radically poetic
Standin' with the fury that they had in '66
And like E-Double, I'm mad
Still knee-deep in the system's shit
Hoover, he was a body remover
I'll give ya a dose
But it'll never come close
To the rage built up inside of me
Fist in the air, in the land of hypocrisy

Movements come and movements go
Leaders speak, movements cease
When theirheads are flown
'Cause all these punks
Got bullets in their heads
Department of police, the judge, the feds
Networks at work, keepin' people calm

You know they went after King
When he spoke out on Vietnam
He turned the power to the have-nots
And then came the shot

Wit' poetry, my mind I flex
Flip like Wilson, vocals never lackin' dat fitnesse
Whadda I have to do to wake you up
To shake you up, to break the structure up
'Cause this blood still floods in the gutter
I'm like talkin' photos
Mad boy kicks open the shutter
Set the groove
Then I stick and move like I was Cassius
Rep the stutter step
Then bomb a left upon the facists
Yea, the several federal men
Who pulled schemes on the dream
And put it to an end

Ya better beware
Of retribution with mind war
20/20 visions and murals with metaphors

The networks at work, keepin' people calm
Ya know they murdered X
And tried to blame it on Islam
He turned the power to the have-nots
And then came the shot

What was the price on his head


Svegliarsi

Anche se cercate di screditare
Continuate a non modificarvi
Infilerò l'ago
Radicalmente poetico
Con addosso la furia che avevano nel '66
E sono matto come Doppia E
Ancora immersi fino alle ginocchia
Nella merda del sistema
Hoover, era un buttafuori
Ti darò una dose
Ma non s'avvicinerà mai
Alla rabbia edificata dentro me
Pugno nell'aria, nella terra dell'ipocrisia

I movimenti vanno e vengono
I leader parlano, i movimenti cessano
Quando le loro teste volano
Perché tutti questi stronzi
Hanno avuto delle pallottole in testa
Dipartimenti di polizia, giudici, federali
Sistemi al lavoro, per mantenere calma la gente

Sai che hanno seguito Martin Luther King
Quando ha parlato in pubblico sul Vietnam
Ha portato il potere ai non abbienti
E poi è arrivato lo sparo

Con la poesia, fletto la mente
Scuoto come Wilson, i testi non mancano mai
Per quanto riguarda quella "fitnesse"
Che devo fare, che devo fare per svegliarvi
Per scuotervi, per distruggere le strutture
Perché il sangue scorre ancora nella grondaia
È come se io scattassi foto
Ragazzi pazzi coi calci aprono
L'otturatore della macchina fotografica
Fissano la danza
Poi mi attacco e mi muovo come fossi Cassius
Faccio del rap con il passo balbettante
Poi una bomba lasciata sui fascisti
Sì, i vari uomini federali
Che hanno steso schemi sopra il sogno
E gli hanno messo una fine

Meglio che stiate attenti
Alla retribuzione con la guerra mentale
20 visioni su 20 e murales con metafore

Sistemi al lavoro, per mantenere calma la gente
Sai che hanno assassinato X
Ed hanno cercato di dar la colpa all'Islam
Ha portato il potere ai non abbienti
E poi è arrivato lo sparo

Qual è la taglia sulla sua testa?

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WVncK4FX-rg

[Drogato_ di_porno]

Qualche buonanima ha messo su youtube il pezzo intero di Angella Dean (sotto ho messo anche il mitico pezzo della mitica sig.ra Piranesi alias Pamela Prati e il suo leggendario fondoschiena )

[ASSBANGER]

Eletta canzone migliore di tutti i tempi da Rolling Stone...
Un po' scontato, ma è comunque un gran capolavoro.

BOB DYLAN
"Like A Rolling Stone"

Once upon a time you dressed so fine
You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you ?
People'd call, say, "Beware doll, you're bound to fall"
You thought they were all kiddin' you
You used to laugh about
Everybody that was hangin' out
Now you don't talk so loud
Now you don't seem so proud
About having to be scrounging for your next meal.

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be without a home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone ?

You've gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely
But you know you only used to get juiced in it
And nobody has ever taught you how to live on the street
And now you find out you're gonna have to get used to it
You said you'd never compromise
With the mystery tramp, but know you realize
He's not selling any alibis
As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes
And say do you want to make a deal?

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone ?
You never turned around to see the frowns on the jugglers and the clowns
When they all come down and did tricks for you
You never understood that it ain't no good
You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you
You used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat
Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat
Ain't it hard when you discover that
He really wasn't where it's at
After he took from you everything he could steal.

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone ?

Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people
They're drinkin', thinkin' that they got it made
Exchanging all precious gifts
But you'd better take your diamond ring, you'd better pawn it babe
You used to be so amused
At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used
Go to him now, he calls you, you can't refuse
When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose
You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal.

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone ?

[Pasko]

Black Label Society - Spoke in the wheel



Lord, I Question Whether I've had my fill
Lord, I Question whether I can take much more
you may laugh as I lay here bleeding
no more afters or befores

Some day you'll know just how I feel
you left me there twice before
Some day you'll know just how it feels
shattered, cast aside, stripped of your pride
like you were never nothing special
made you feel like another spoke in the wheel

so you say im just another dollar
so you say I'm just another day yeah
once my blood was strong but now its jaded and its thin
unlike you I can still tell right from wrong

some day you'll know just how it feels
while you left me there twice before
some day you'll know just how it feels
shattered, cast aside, stripped of your pride
like you were never nothing special
made you feel like another spoke in the wheel

some day you'll know just how it feels
while you left me there twice before
some day you'll know just how it feels
shattered, cast aside, stripped of your pride
like you were never nothing special
made you feel like another spoke in the wheel

[El Diablo]

Sweating Bullets
(Megadeth)

Hello me ... Meet the real me
And my misfits way of life
A dark black past is my
Most valued possessions
Hindsight is always 20-20
But looking back it's still a bit fuzzy
Speak of mutually assured destruction?
Nice story ... Tell it to Reader's Digest !!!

Feeling paranoid
True enemy or false friend?
Anxiety's attacking me, and
My air is getting thin
I'm in trouble for the things
I haven't got to yet
I'm chomping at the bit and my
Palms are getting wet, sweating bullets

[Solo : Dave]

Hello me ... It's me again
You can subdue, but never tame me
It gives me a migraine headache
Thinking down to your level
Yea, just keep on thinking it's my fault
And stay an inch or two outta kicking distance
Mankind has got to know
His limitations

Feeling claustrophobic
Like the walls are closing in
Blood stains on my hands and
I don't know where I've been
I'm in trouble for the things
I haven't got to yet
I'm chomping at the bit and my
Palms are getting wet, sweating bullets

Well, me ... It's nice talking to myself
A credit to dementia
Some day you too will know my pain
And smile its blacktooth grin
If the war inside my head
Won't take a day off I'll be dead
My icy fingers claw your back
Here I come again

Feeling paranoid
True enemy or false friend?
Anxiety's attacking me, and
And my air is getting thin
Feeling claustrophobic
Like the walls are closing in
Blood stains on my hands and
I don't know where I've been
Once you committed me
Now you've acquited me
Claiming validity
For your stupidity
I'm chomping at the bit
I'm sharpening the axe
Here I come again, whoa!
Sweating bullets

[Mustaine]

Hello me ... Meet the real me
And my misfits way of life
A dark black past is my
Most valued possessions
Hindsight is always 20-20
But looking back it's still a bit fuzzy
Speak of mutually assured destruction?
Nice story ... Tell it to Reader's Digest !!!

Feeling paranoid
True enemy or false friend?
Anxiety's attacking me, and
My air is getting thin
I'm in trouble for the things
I haven't got to yet
I'm chomping at the bit and my
Palms are getting wet, sweating bullets

[Solo : Dave]

Hello me ... It's me again
You can subdue, but never tame me
It gives me a migraine headache
Thinking down to your level
Yea, just keep on thinking it's my fault
And stay an inch or two outta kicking distance
Mankind has got to know
His limitations

Feeling claustrophobic
Like the walls are closing in
Blood stains on my hands and
I don't know where I've been
I'm in trouble for the things
I haven't got to yet
I'm chomping at the bit and my
Palms are getting wet, sweating bullets

Well, me ... It's nice talking to myself
A credit to dementia
Some day you too will know my pain
And smile its blacktooth grin
If the war inside my head
Won't take a day off I'll be dead
My icy fingers claw your back
Here I come again

Feeling paranoid
True enemy or false friend?
Anxiety's attacking me, and
And my air is getting thin
Feeling claustrophobic
Like the walls are closing in
Blood stains on my hands and
I don't know where I've been
Once you committed me
Now you've acquited me
Claiming validity
For your stupidity
I'm chomping at the bit
I'm sharpening the axe
Here I come again, whoa!
Sweating bullets


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SK-ypqOoys0

[TeNz]

Humor Me - Pere Ubu

Oh

It was the first thing that I saw
You never see that kind of Classical Girl
Understand
It was the first thing that I saw
That was fate
It was the ballistics!
No
that was fate

It was a world
What a world!
What a world?
What a big world
But a world to be drowned in
It's just a joke man!

Another day?
Well
SUFFER
for that's the way of the west
SUFFER
Oh
Oh it's a joke!

It's a joke
Oh
It's a JOKE
That's a joke?
Hunh-unh
Well
humor me



Artist. Pere Ubu
Album: The Modern Dance
Year: 1978

[El Diablo]

Annunciatemi Al Pubblico
(CapaRezza)

Annunciatemi al pubblico prima di subito con espressioni di giubilo.
Annunciatemi al pubblico anche se dubito che tutti quanti mi seguano
Giù negli inferi, su con gli animi, giù seguitemi giù sempre più
Giù negli inferi, su con gli animi, giù seguitemi giù, giù...

Passa la cassa da morto con me stesso a bordo e sotto battibecchi da beccamorto del tipo "Io la porto!", "No no no io la porto!", "Oh oh oh Gordon, scatta un flash, che voglio una foto ricordo!". "Io lo conosco dall'Oratorio Don Bosco", "Io ho le ultime lettere stile l'Ortis di Foscolo", "Piacere sono il barbiere che ne ha curato il boccolo", "Spostati sciocco! Fermo che lo vedo col binocolo". Chi voleva il loculo egregio, chi la bara di gran pregio in radica di ciliegio, immagina che vippeggio: limousine a noleggio, abusivi al parcheggio, camera ardente al Teatro Regio. Non mi fregio di un feretro che mi dia stima e buona nomea nel duomo e nella moschea, non mi piace la bara Versace, mi piace la bara plebea, mia l'idea di comperarla all'Ikea. Ora ricordatemi, ma non seppellitemi perchè verrò fuori da qui, devo riscattare Houdini!

Annunciatemi al pubblico prima di subito con espressioni di giubilo.
Annunciatemi al pubblico anche se dubito che tutti quanti mi seguano
Giù negli inferi, su con gli animi, giù seguitemi giù sempre più
Giù negli inferi, su con gli animi, giù seguitemi giù, giù...

Ecco sta uscendo la salma... applausi della gente... era un personaggio amato da tutti... Tutti stanno pensando... "Ecco l'ipocrita che giudica senza toga, quello fuori dal tunnel-el-el della droga ah ah, l'alieno di moda tipo ciribiribì Kodak, poga poi va in pagoda e fa yoga. Cesare Ragazzi gli ha fatto la chioma, a quest'ora avrebbe la capa da Kojak, si fa piste di coca come piste di go-kart, si goda il grande sonno alla Bogart. Folla di tricofobici mai doma, prendi le forbici e tagliami i riccioli con voga, folla idiota con le mie palle giochi a pelota, ma svuotala quella testa ed innesta un filtro da moka. Come Ricky Martin io vivo una "vida loca", piantala con i pianti da soap opera con Andrea del Boca, sono freddi mi viene la pelle d'oca tu tocca, Tommaso, tocca ed attaccati a questa ciocca.

Annunciatemi al pubblico prima di subito con espressioni di giubilo.
Annunciatemi al pubblico anche se dubito che tutti quanti mi seguano
Giù negli inferi, su con gli animi, giù seguitemi giù sempre più
Giù negli inferi, su con gli animi, giù seguitemi giù, giù...

Annunciatemi al pubblico prima di subito con espressioni di giubilo.
Annunciatemi al pubblico anche se dubito che tutti quanti mi seguano.
Annunciatemi al pubblico prima di subito con espressioni di giubilo.
Annunciatemi al pubblico anche se dubito che tutti quanti mi seguano...
Mi seguano giù.


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CEgVG3RsAwI

[El Diablo]

Io personalmente preferisco la gente insana di mente

Fuori Dal Tempo
(Bluvertigo)

Non posso fare tutto quello che volgio
non posso dire tutto quello che penso
non posso esaudire i miei desideri
la condizione in cui mi trovo e' proprio
fuori dal tempo

non posso dire solo stupide frasi
anche se per caso mi piacessero i fiori
non e' detto che io debba fare il fiorista
il questionario dei tre giorni e' proprio
fuori dal tempo
i professori sono quasi tutti
fuori dal tempo

mi la gente vivace, non amo chi tace e acconsente
avete per caso gia' fatto i tre giorni?
io personalmente preferisco la gente insana di mente

non posso esternare i pensieri strani
non posso detestare liberamente
anche se a volte avrei buone ragioni
il questionario dei tre giorni e' proprio
fuori dal tempo
i professori sono quasi tutti
fuori dal tempo

mi piace la gente vivace, mi piace la gente sincera
ma anche quella che mente
penso che praticamente sia bella la gente
insana di mente

la condizione in cui mi trovo e' proprio fuori dal
la condizione in cui mi trovo e' proprio fuori dal tempo

non posso fare tutto quello che voglio
non posso dire tutto quello che penso
non posso esaudire i miei desideri
la condizione in cui mi trovo e' proprio
fuori dal tempo

non posso dire solo stupide frasi
anche se per caso mi piacessero i fiori
non e' detto che io debba fare il fiorista
il questionario dei tre giorni e' proprio
fuori dal tempo
i professori sono quasi tutti
fuori dal tempo

mi la gente vivace, non amo chi tace e acconsente
avete per caso gia' fatto i tre giorni?
io personalmente preferisco la gente insana di mente

non posso esternare i pensieri strani
non posso detestare liberamente
anche se a volte avrei buone ragioni
il questionario dei tre giorni e' proprio
fuori dal tempo
i professori sono quasi tutti
fuori dal tempo

mi piace la gente vivace, mi piace la gente sincera
ma anche quella che mente
penso che praticamente sia bella la gente
insana di mente

la condizione in cui mi trovo e' proprio fuori dal
la condizione in cui mi trovo e' proprio fuori dal tempo




http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DbQu-sNJ_Bw

[Drogato_ di_porno]

ENYA - White is the winter Night



Have you seen the mistletoe,
It fills the night with kisses
Have you seen the bright blue star,
It fills your heart with wishes
Have you seen the candlelight,
It shines from every window
Have you seen the moon above,
It lights the sky in silver

Green is in the mistletoe and red is in the holly
Silver in the stars above that shine on everybody
Gold is in the candlelight and crimson in the embers
White is in the winter night that everyone remembers

Have you heard the boys outside, when all the girls are skating
Have you heard their sweet hearts cry for all this time they're waiting

Green is in the mistletoe and red is in the holly
Silver in the stars above that shine on everybody
Gold is in the candlelight and crimson in the embers
White is in the winter night that everyone remembers

Have you seen the children playing, tiny hands are frozen
Have you seen them hurry home, when suddenly it's snowing

Green is in the mistletoe and red is in the holly
Silver in the stars above that shine on everybody
Gold is in the candlelight and crimson in the embers
White is in the winter night that everyone remembers

Have you heard that bells are ringing, ringing at their story
Have you heard the choir singing, Glory, Glory Glory

[El Diablo]

Outshined
(Soundgarden)

I got up feeling so down
I got off being sold out
I've kept the movie rolling
But the story's getting old now
I just looked in the mirror
Things aren't looking so good
I'm looking California
And feeling Minnesota
So now you know, who gets mystified
Show me the power child
I'd like to say
That I'm down on my knees today
It gives me the butterflies
Gives me away
Till I'm up on my feet again
I'm feeling outshined
Someone let the dogs out
They'll show you where the truth is
The grass is always greener
Where the dogs are shedding
I'm feeling that I'm sober
Even though I'm drinking
I can't get any lower
Still I feel I'm sinking
So now you know who gets mystified
Show me the power child
I'd like to say
That I'm down on my knees today
It gives me the butterflies
Gives me away
Till I'm up on my feet again
I'm feeling outshined


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=q6c1iv2Jhcc

[El Diablo]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LkLqkA7bJ5M

[El Diablo]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5JZ9djZa180

[Lonewolf]

Planet Funk

- Dusk -



Warm of the day fades from my skin
I feel the air clasping me tight
A moon of fire singes my skin
With rust red rim burns the eye

The cold of day filling my lungs
In this airless time numbing me blind
A moon of ice cuts into me
With fire light a flaming night

A murmuring blue soft to the touch
Suffocating me like tattered wings
Gossamer damp rests on my flesh
Like moist hands saying still be still

I'm empty inside
The dusk unwinds
Ice fills my lungs
I feel unknown unknown

A shimmering blue
It's rough to the touch
And it smothers me with tattered wings

And now I'm empty inside
The dusk will unwind
Ice fills my lungs
I feel unknown

And now I'm empty inside
The dusk will unwind
Ice fills my lungs
I feel unknown unknown

I'm invisible I'm inaudible I'm replaceable I'm unknown I'm unknown

And I'm empty inside
The dusk unwinds
I feel I feel unknown