sexualna_utoka wrote: Moze. Ali ipak, moja omiljena: She lives on Love Street Lingers long on Love Street She has a house and garden I would like to see what happens She has robes and she has monkeys Lazy diamond studded flunkies She has wisdom and knows what to do She has me and she has you She has wisdom and knows what to do She has me and she has you I see you live on Love Street There's this store where the creatures meet I wonder what they do in there Summer Sunday and a year I guess I like it fine, so far She lives on Love Street Lingers long on Love Street She has a house and garden I would like to see what happens La, la, la, la, la, la, la....
Znači ne verujem. Pa ovo je prva pesma (i prvi album) koju sam čuo od Doors-a, tj. prva na koju sam se do jaja primio. Imao sam jebem_li_ga_koliko godina i kupio sam kasetu u podzemnom prolazu Zeleni venac (gde su se tada i takve stvari prodavale) sestri za rođoš. I naravno, pošto je ona već uveliko slušala takve stvari kaseta je završila kod mene. I ovo je prva stvar koja mi je zapela za uvo. Helou aj lav ju (prva stvar na albumu) mi je isto bila kul, ali Lav strit.... mmm :zaljubljensmajli: Ali omiljena sa tog albuma mi je:
Carry me Caravan take me away Take me to Portugal, take me to Spain Andalusia with fields full of grain I have to see you again and again Take me, Spanish Caravan Yes, I know you can
Trade winds find Galleons lost in the sea I know where treasure is waiting for me Silver and gold in the mountains of Spain I have to see you again and again Take me, Spanish Caravan Yes, I know you can
...a kasnije sam strašno zavoleo sledeću stvar, prvenstveno zbog muzike:
Please believe me The river told me Very softly Want you to hold me, ooo Free fall flow, river flow On and on it goes Breath under water 'till the end Free fall flow, river flow On and on it goes Breath under water 'till the end Yes, the river knows Please believe me If you don't need me I'm going, but I need a little time I promised I would drown myself in mysticated wine Please believe me The river told me Very softly Want you to hold me, ooo I'm going, but I need a little time I promised I would drown myself in mysticated wine Free fall flow, river flow On and on it goes Breath under water 'till the end Free fall flow, river flow On and on it goes Breath under water 'till the end
sexualna_utoka wrote: Uvijek sam zelio biti heroj
Jesam li već rekao "Znači ne verujem"? Pa bre, ubode sve pesme moje rane mladosti, damn it! Nemaš pojma koliko sam se pržio na koncertnu verziju Heroja ulice, gde ide neki veliki gitarski solo, a ja tek počeo da učim da sviram...
Ja sam bio pogrešan Kad sam ti stavio ruku na rame Tamo je držao dugo I govorio riječi
Ja sam bio pogrešan Kad sam tražio Da mi kažeš koja si strana Postoje pravila igre Ti znaš da ne možeš sama
Ispod svih tih zastava Što vijore svud oko nas Ne postoji mjesto Gdje mogao bih stati Visoko dignuti ruke I pjevati našu pjesmu I pjevati našu pjesmu
Protiv volje umješan U staru zavjeru strana U staru zavjeru nada Ja sam jednoga dana Slučajno našao put
Ispod svih tih zastava Što vijore Kapi s oboda Sada padaju na uže i gun Ja sam slobodan Neka s moga vrata vijori šal od svile Neka s moga vrata vijori Kapi s oboda Sada padaju na uže i gun Ja sam slobodan Neka s moga vrata vijori šal od svile Neka s moga vrata vijori...
Uvijek sam, a nikad do kraja Vecer u gradu ti donese neki lijek U nekom kutu gdje samoca se zbraja ...
Uvijek s malo, premalo para Kad upale se svjetla, ode dim A miris noci opet postane stvaran Ko mnogo puta do sada On sanja Kako beskrajno pada ...
Bilo je rano jutro tada kad je ostavio sve Culo se samo kako ptice pjevaju Onda je stajao još dugo s druge strane ulice Pustio suze da se same slijevaju ...
Ja bi' mogo da mogu Ja bi' znao da znam ... Ja bi' mogo da mogu Ja bi' znao da znam ...
i uzalud pitas...
A sto se doorsa i waiting for the sun albuma tice, ja sam kasnije mnooooogo zavolela not to touch the earth :wub: we could be so good toghether, unknown soldier, my wild love, summer's almost gone... ma, sve pesme s tog albuma su savrsene!
-- Edited by sexualna_utoka at 13:49, 2005-06-10
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...she's a model of disaster with a heart of revolution...
...everybody wants to save her from herself, they really want to save themselves...
...she's got the grace of a tourist, with the charm of demolition...
...she's a master piece deserving restoration or condemnation...
...time will tell us if she's a lifer or a decomposeur...
sexualna_utoka wrote: meni je od haustora (pored te) omiljena: Ja bi' mogo da mogu
Ovo mi je bila sledeća. :) Znači, koncert je bio ludilo - na ovu pesmu su konačno svi ustali iz fakin dosadnih stolica i stali pred stejdž... Meni (kao i svima) je jedna od najboljih Šejn...
(promuklo polu-šaputanje) Ja cijeli život sanjam kako odlazim uz rijeku Starim parobrodom koji vozi sol I da nosim jednu davnu, nikad prežaljenu ljubav Tanku, dugačku cigaru i par mamuza od zlata Da sam Šejn
a i Neobičan dan:
Na biciklu vozim Nenu Ulice pune se rupama Preživjelih nema, druže Ulice pune su žrtava.
O o o, ko će shvatiti to Ljevica, desnica, centralno O o o, ko će shvatiti to Ljevica, desnica...
Muškarci se slabo peru Ti i ja i Baraba U zvijezdu me vuku sluge Begemot Ašmedaj Amadona.
O o o, ko će shvatiti to Gledam te zelenim očima O o o, ko će shvatiti to Gledam te zelenim očima.
Neobičan dan, neobičan dan Neobičan dan, neobičan dan...
Začuđeni dječaci šapću Gore je, dolje je, nema ga Nema ga...
O o o, nema ga O o o, nema ga...
Neobičan dan, neobičan dan Neobičan dan, neobičan dan...
Na biciklu vozim Nenu Ulice pune se rupama Preživjelih nema, druže Ulice pune su žrtava.
O o o, ko će shvatiti to Ljevica, desnica, centralno O o o, ljevica, desnica...
Neobičan dan, neobičan dan Neobičan dan, neobičan dan...
U polumraku poznate sobe Ja sam joj pričao uporno, dugo Da sve je gotovo, da nema više I da mi nismo jedno za drugo. Prvi put iskreno, bez trunke laži Ja, poluglasno, što mogu tiše Istinu rekoh da je ne volim I da kraj nje nisam srećan više Rekla je "sve je u redu" Rekla je "zagrli me jače" Rekla je "nije mi ništa" I tek je onda počela da plače Rekla je "nemoj da brineš" Rekla je da nije važno Rekla je "brzo će proći Samo me zagrli snažno" A ja sam ćuteći grizao usne Dok bivši snovi po sobi lete I nisam znao šta da joj kažem Sav bespomoćan, k'o malo dete
AAAaaaaAAAAaaaaaa neeeee :((((((( Ova me posebno skenjava
Aj sad malo panka:
This is a public service announcement With guitar Know your rights all three of them
Number 1 You have the right not to be killed Murder is a CRIME! Unless it was done by a Policeman or aristocrat Know your rights
And Number 2 You have the right to food money Providing of course you Don't mind a little Investigation, humiliation And if you cross your fingers Rehabilitation
Know your rights These are your rights Wang
Know these rights Number 3 You have the right to free Speech as long as you're not Dumb enough to actually try it.
Know your rights These are your rights All three of 'em It has been suggested In some quarters that this is not enough! Well..............................
Get off the streets Get off the streets Run You don't have a home to go to Smush
Finally then I will read you your rights You have the right to remain silent You are warned that anything you say Can and will be taken down And used as evidence against you
Listen to this Run
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...she's a model of disaster with a heart of revolution...
...everybody wants to save her from herself, they really want to save themselves...
...she's got the grace of a tourist, with the charm of demolition...
...she's a master piece deserving restoration or condemnation...
...time will tell us if she's a lifer or a decomposeur...
Nocas nisi pored mene, kako zivot mracnom stranom moze da krene. Nasa ljubav gubi smisao, samo nemir i u glavi caruje misao. Da li spavas il' si budna, ova noc je tako cudna i nestvarna.
Strah od tuge i samoce, mozak nece ali moje srce te hoce. I tableta za smirenje puna saka,da l' je doza dovoljno jaka. A ti spavas, il' si budna, ova noc je tako cudna i nestvarna
Ova je noc bez sna, a pakla cigareta prazna je, prazne su ulice. Ispijen sam do dna i iz pocetka mora pocinje, padam sa stolice.
Ti si me zavela, bio sam srecan pre tebe ja Dok me nisi, dok me nisi, dok me nisi, nisi aaaaaa Do ludila dovela kako da sacuvam zivot taj.
Strah od tuge i samoce, mozak nece ali moje srce te hoce. I tableta za smirenje puna saka, da l' je doza dovoljno jaka. A ti spavas, il' si budna, ova noc je tako cudna i nestvarna
Ova noc je bez sna, a pakla cigareta prazna je, prazne su ulice. Ispijen sam do dna i iz pocetka mora pocinje, padam sa stolice.
Sada si najlepsa a vise nisi moja, Nisi moja, vise moja, nisi vise moja Ja nisam nikada voleo noc bez boja Tvoje kose, tvoga lica, ociju i usana.
Ovo im (Film...) je ubedljivo najlepsa pesma.... Koliko puta si ljubila strancai bila kao ptica kraj covekakoji ne leti do tvojih visinai ne zna tajnu skrivenu u tebi Ti si u telu punom zeljasa usnama zednim iznenadjenjaa nikog nema tko je tvoji ova zemlja se ne zove dom u tvome oku je dragi kamenili to suzu cuvas za menea ja sam samo snovidjenje koje ti kaze: Raduj se ! Ne znam kad i ne znam gdeici cemo istom stranom ulicevjeruj mi duso srescemo seu svijetu tajni mi nismo sami !
To je omiljena pesma moje keve.
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profa mi je qpio lizu!
Jeeee!!!
ChupaChups u iscekivanju.
Mnogo ste se raznezili Ovo je jedna od mojih omiljenih pesama:
"Decom-Poseur"
she's a painting outta focus with no good sense of intention she's authentic she's a model of disaster with a heart of revolution she's so innocent, but guilty's her plea everybody wants to save her from herself, they really want to save themselves
she's got the grace of a tourist, with the charm of demolition she's a poem without a meter or rhyme a random design of a flower like a rose no one really knows she's a master piece deserving restoration or condemnation time will tell us if she's a lifer or a decomposuer she is rose no one really knows
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...she's a model of disaster with a heart of revolution...
...everybody wants to save her from herself, they really want to save themselves...
...she's got the grace of a tourist, with the charm of demolition...
...she's a master piece deserving restoration or condemnation...
...time will tell us if she's a lifer or a decomposeur...
I got an invitation to go to anarchy camp there will be twistin', fistin', biting, fighting all in an evening the soundtrack will go multi platinum barbecue a boca while the effigies burn you may not wanna stay to see how we take care of a turncoat Christina's kinda far away so come a long with me we can dance and trip and be anarchists we gotta get the manual and put it in the oven 'til it cooks then we're gonna take the ashes to the wassail and use them to spike the punch
rules of anarchy camp: reckless abandonment, random acts of dumbness will be rewarded if you see somebody taking charge, you'll be expected to beat them cuz everyone who's no one, will be participating no one who is someone, will ever get to know the joys of anarchism, destruction of the system
so come along with us salad days and nights on the anarchaic bus we're gonna pick up indigents and crusties and a half a dozen nuts and we're never coming home
underwater basket-weaving (we got some arts and crafts) meth-amphetamine symposiums (they last a couple days) african killer spelling bees (you better get it right) bowling in ice hockey rinks (of course checking is allowed) anarchy camp's never inert (you think we dont know that it's) not much fun 'til someone gets hurt (our only motto) so we're greasing up the rusty vert ramp time to make some reservations for next years anarchy camp
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I ova je strava
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...she's a model of disaster with a heart of revolution...
...everybody wants to save her from herself, they really want to save themselves...
...she's got the grace of a tourist, with the charm of demolition...
...she's a master piece deserving restoration or condemnation...
...time will tell us if she's a lifer or a decomposeur...
The Plague wrote: Ovo im (Film...) je ubedljivo najlepsa pesma.... Koliko puta si ljubila strancai bila kao ptica kraj coveka
Apsolutno! To je pesma uz čiju sam pomoć smuvao jednu devojku pre 4.5 godina... :) Obožavam je (pesmu, ne devojku). Pored nje, od Filma mi je super još Nježno nježno nježnije - tekst je đene-đene, ali je muzika kul. :)
Apsolutno! To je pesma uz čiju sam pomoć smuvao jednu devojku pre 4.5 godina... :) Obožavam je (pesmu, ne devojku). Pored nje, od Filma mi je super još Nježno nježno nježnije - tekst je đene-đene, ali je muzika kul. :)
Eee... sad i ja znam da je sviram.... Sad mogu da te smuvam??...
The Plague wrote: profa wrote: Apsolutno! To je pesma uz čiju sam pomoć smuvao jednu devojku pre 4.5 godina... :) Obožavam je (pesmu, ne devojku). Pored nje, od Filma mi je super još Nježno nježno nježnije - tekst je đene-đene, ali je muzika kul. :) Eee... sad i ja znam da je sviram.... Sad mogu da te smuvam??...
Mene ne, ali možda možeš da smuvaš tu devojku. Zamisli koliko ćemo devojaka odavde da smuvamo kada krenemo da sviramo u duJetu... :)
VeronikaJeOdluchilaDaUmre wrote: The Plague wrote: :) Eee... sad i ja znam da je sviram.... Sad mogu da te smuvam??... oooooooo ..... sada mi treba da se povuchemo ....dobro..
VeronikaJeOdluchilaDaUmre wrote: The Plague wrote: :) Eee... sad i ja znam da je sviram.... Sad mogu da te smuvam??... oooooooo ..... sada mi treba da se povuchemo ....dobro.. ...a moUže i grupnjak. :)
Wait until the war is over And we're both a little older The unknown soldier
Breakfast where the news is read Television children fed Unborn living, living, dead Bullet strikes the helmet's head
And it's all over For the unknown soldier It's all over For the unknown soldier
Hut Hut Hut ho hee up Hut Hut Hut ho hee up Hut Hut Hut ho hee up Comp'nee Halt Preeee-zent! Arms!
Make a grave for the unknown soldier Nestled in your hollow shoulder The unknown soldier
Breakfast where the news is read Television children fed Bullet strikes the helmet's head
And, it's all over The war is over It's all over The war is over Well, all over, baby All over, baby Oh, over, yeah All over, baby Wooooo, hah-hah All over All over, baby Oh, woa-yeah All over All over Heeeeyyyy
jbt... ovo je totalno off topic ali moram : tea jbt kakav ti je to nick... ccc... nimfomanka
muaahahahaha
bas je kul... ne secam se ko me je ono tako prozvao...
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...she's a model of disaster with a heart of revolution...
...everybody wants to save her from herself, they really want to save themselves...
...she's got the grace of a tourist, with the charm of demolition...
...she's a master piece deserving restoration or condemnation...
...time will tell us if she's a lifer or a decomposeur...
...she's a model of disaster with a heart of revolution...
...everybody wants to save her from herself, they really want to save themselves...
...she's got the grace of a tourist, with the charm of demolition...
...she's a master piece deserving restoration or condemnation...
...time will tell us if she's a lifer or a decomposeur...
All that you touch All that you see All that you taste All you feel All that you love All that you hate All you distrust All you save All that you give All that you deal All that you buy, beg, borrow or steal All you create All you destroy All that you do All that you say All that you eat And everyone you meet All that you slight And everyone you fight All that is now All that is gone All that's to come and everything under the sun is in tune but the sun is eclipsed by the moon.
"There is no dark side of the moon really. Matter of fact it's all dark."