Life got cold...

[Complicated.SoT]

We text as we eat
As we listen to the freaks
As we wait for the right of way
We text as we talk
We're running as we walk
Cos we're several little souls away
We smoke as we choke
As we sink another Coke
And we grin when it blows on mine
We skate as we date
As we slowly suffocate
We're running, we're running, we're running
Out of time

My life got cold
It happened many years ago
When summer slipped away
So chill now oh
We've got many years to go
So take it day by day

And on the go
I lost my soul
To some forgotten dream and
How was I supposed to know
It wasn't what it seemed
And even though the last to low
Has left me on the floor
I don't believe in Romeos or heroes anymore

We spend as we mend
Cos we're happy to pretend
Everything's gonna be OK
We shake as we break
Never giving 'til we take
And we hate when we have to pay
We flirt while we work
To forget about the hurt
And the trash that we left behind
We sink as we swim
The ice is wearing thin
We're running, we're running, we're running
Out of time

My life got cold
It happened many years ago
When summer slipped away
So chill now oh
We've got many years to go
So take it day by day

And on the go
I lost my soul
To some forgotten dream and
How was I supposed to know
It wasn't what it seemed
And even though the last to low
Has left me on the floor
I don't believe in Romeos or heroes anymore

My life got cold
It happened many years ago
When summer slipped away
So chill now oh
We've got many years to go
So take it day by day

And on the go
I lost my soul
To some forgotten dream and
How was I supposed to know
It wasn't what it seemed
And even though the last to low
Has left me on the floor
I don't believe in Romeos or heroes anymore

[Complicated.SoT]

Просто охуенная песня.
Я сражен +)

[!nsight]

my favorite)):

Там, там, там, тільки там, де нас нема
Там не падає зима
Тільки там, тільки там де нас нема з неба
Там, там, там, тільки там, де нас нема
Там не падає вона
Тільки там, тільки там де нас нема й не треба

Там, там, там, тільки там, де нас нема
Ходять всі на головах
Тільки там, тільки там де нас нема ходять
Там, там, там, тільки там, де нас нема
Ходять всі на головах
І питаються у нас де ви є ?

Скажі мені, чому не можу
Забути те, чого нема
Скажі мені, чому не можу
Забути те, що
Те, що навколо зима.

Там, там, там, тільки там, де нас нема
Там не падає зима
Тільки там, тільки там де нас нема люди
Там, там, там, тільки там, де нас нема
Там тече жива вода
Тільки там, тільки там де нас нема всюди

Там, там, там, тільки там, де нас нема
Менше льоду, ніж тепла
Тільки там, тільки там де нас нема льоду
Там, там, там, тільки там, де нас нема
Ходять всі на головах
І тече жива вода не для нас.

Скажі мені, чому не можу
Забути те, чого нема
Скажі мені, чому не можу
Забути те, що
Те, що навколо зима.

(c) Ocean Elziy

[Approach]

сразу три любимых

Everybody wants to be hollywood
The fame, the vanity, the glitz, the stories
One day I’ll become a great big star
You know like the big dipper
And maybe one day you can visit my condo
On the big hill you know like 9-0-2-1-0

Just imagine my face in the magazine
People analyzing my look, my body or
Any plastic surgery.

You know like the big dipper
And maybe one day you can shake
My hand on the planet Hollywood

You say I’m not underground
I’m rich, I’m famous, I vanish, I’m glitz
I am the story, I am the star
You know like the big dipper

Sex, Drugs & Rock n’ Roll
It’s Over
It’s OVER
I decide it’s over

Everybody wants to be hollywood
And maybe one day you can visit my condo
On the big hill you know like 9-0-2-1-0
Oh Yeah
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Mommy, can I go out and kill tonight?
I feel, I feel like taking a life.
Please, I wanna seal the kitchen knife
and feel, feel like taking a life.

Rippin kittin kidding on the round (x2)

Daddy, can I go and haunt tonight
like you do on Sunday mornings.
Honey, give me a real gentle knife
to feel, feel like taking my life.

Rippin kittin kidding on the round (x4)

Mommy, can I go out and kill tonight?
I feel, I feel like taking a life.
Please, I wanna seal the kitchen knife
and feel, feel like taking a life.

Rippin kittin kidding on the round (x4)

Mommy, daddy, please let me go (x2)
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Some bread and cheese and fine white wine
Designer chic is a matter of time
Could this be the real thing?
Or is this just another fling?
Seen by millions nationally
L'oumo Vogue, Playgirl, G Quarterly
Because he's down on his etiquette
Shari Vari is really it

*chorus*
Shari Vari
Shari Shari Vari

Smoking on his cigarette
Listening to his car cassette
Cruising with his hot playmate
In his Porsche Nine Two Eight
Heading for the highest heights
For the climax of the night
The people there they just won't quit
Because the music's really it

*chorus*
Shari Vari
Shari Shari Vari

*chorus*
Shari Vari
Shari Shari Vari

[Complicated.SoT]

Mommy, can I go out and kill tonight?
I feel, I feel like taking a life.
Please, I wanna seal the kitchen knife
and feel, feel like taking a life.

Rippin kittin kidding on the round (x2)

Daddy, can I go and haunt tonight
like you do on Sunday mornings.
Honey, give me a real gentle knife
to feel, feel like taking my life.

Rippin kittin kidding on the round (x4)

Mommy, can I go out and kill tonight?
I feel, I feel like taking a life.
Please, I wanna seal the kitchen knife
and feel, feel like taking a life.

Rippin kittin kidding on the round (x4)

Mommy, daddy, please let me go (x2)


Тоже одна из любимых

[!nsight]

The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire
The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire
The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire
We don't need no water, let the motherfucker burn
Burn motherfucker, burn

Hello, my name is Jimmy Pop and I'm a dumb white guy
I'm not old or new but middle school fifth grade like junior high
I don't know mofo if y'all peeps be buggin'
Give 'em props to my hoe 'cause she fly
But I can take the heat 'cause I'm the other white meat
Known as 'Kid Funky Fried'

Yeah I'm hung like planet Pluto, hard to see with the naked eye
But if I crashed into Uranus I would stick it where the sun don't shine
'Cause I'm kind of like Han Solo, always stroking my own wookie
I'm the root of all that's evil yeah, but you can call me cookie

The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire
The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire
The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire
We don't need no water, let the motherfucker burn
Burn motherfucker, burn

Yo, yo, this hardcore ghetto gangster image takes a lot of practice
I'm not black like Barry White, no, I am white like Frank Black is
So if man is five and the devil is six then that must make me seven
This honkey's gone to heaven

But if I go to hell, well then I hope I burn well
I'll spend my days with J.F.K., Marvin Gaye, Martha Raye and Lawrence Welk
And Kurt Cobain, Kojak, Mark Twain and Jimi Hendrix's poltergeist
And Webster, yeah, Emmanuel Lewis 'cause he's the anti-Christ

The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire
The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire
The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire
We don't need no water, let the motherfucker burn
Burn motherfucker, burn

Everybody here we go

(Ooh ooh) c'mon party people (ooh ooh) throw your hands in the air
(Ooh ooh) c'mon party people (ooh ooh) wave 'em like we don't care
(Ooh ooh) c'mon party people (ooh ooh) everbody say "ho"
(Ooh ooh) c'mon party people (ooh ooh) everybody here we go

(c) BloodhoundGang

[Pupsik]

The Doors THE END

This is the end
Beautiful friend
This is the end
My only friend, the end

Of our elaborate plans, the end
Of everything that stands, the end
No safety or surprise, the end
I'll never look into your eyes...again


Can you picture what will be
So limitless and free
Desperately in need...of some...stranger's hand
In a...desperate land


Lost in a Roman...wilderness of pain
And all the children are insane
All the children are insane
Waiting for the summer rain, yeah


There's danger on the edge of town
Ride the King's highway, baby
Weird scenes inside the gold mine
Ride the highway west, baby


Ride the snake, ride the snake
To the lake, the ancient lake, baby
The snake is long, seven miles
Ride the snake...he's old, and his skin is cold


The west is the best
The west is the best
Get here, and we'll do the rest


The blue bus is callin' us
The blue bus is callin' us
Driver, where you taken' us


The killer awoke before dawn, he put his boots on
He took a face from the ancient gallery
And he walked on down the hall
He went into the room where his sister lived, and...then he
Paid a visit to his brother, and then he
He walked on down the hall, and
And he came to a door...and he looked inside
Father, yes son, I want to kill you
Mother...I want to...fuck you


C'mon baby, take a chance with us
C'mon baby, take a chance with us
C'mon baby, take a chance with us
And meet me at the back of the blue bus
Doin' a blue rock
On a blue bus
Doin' a blue rock
C'mon, yeah


Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill


This is the end
Beautiful friend
This is the end
My only friend, the end


It hurts to set you free
But you'll never follow me
The end of laughter and soft lies
The end of nights we tried to die


This is the end

[!nsight]

килл да килл... это типа крута и модна чтоли сейчас? тада нате... это вам понравится:
(тоже можно лениво мурлыкать под нехитрую мелодию из нескольких аккордов)

Здравствуй, маленький дружок! Я прочту тебе стишок
Про маньяков и убийц, палачей и кровопийц.
У дороги стоит дом. Во всех комнатах Содом.
Там собрался разный сброд, каждый-тот еще урод.
Гнусный некропедофил, труп ребенка расчленил,
Буйной страстью одержим, надругается над ним.
Копрофил в углу жевал, теплый, полужидкий кал.
Чавкал, брызгая слюной, свежей запивал мочой.
А за стенкой зоофил в половую связь вступил
С перепуганной козой, и любуется собой
В отражении зеркал. Он, естественно, не знал,
Что за ним, дрожа как лист, наблюдает онанист,
Притаившись у стены, руку запустив в штаны.
Под распятием в углу, в вену запустив иглу,
Увалился наркоман на заблеванный диван.
Дрыхнет на свою беду, в наркотическом бреду
И не знает, что сейчас, вырезает ему глаз
Обезумевший маньяк, в окровавленный кулак
Бритву острую зажав: От всех этих дел устав,
Кто-то вены перегрыз и с балкона спрыгнул вниз.
За окном течет река, по реке плывет рука.
Крематорий во дворе, то-то радость детворе!
Можно весело играть, теплым пеплом посыпать
Груды обгорелых тел. В общем много разных дел.
Девочка с большим бантом, погналася за котом
И поймав его за хвост била головой об мост.
Мальчик со щенком играл: шкурку заживо сдирал
Обкурившись анаши. Веселился от души!
Занят был, и потому, не увидел, что к нему


Hезаметно, со спины пробирался вдоль стены
Старый, безобразный дед, захотевший на обед
Мяса детского сварить. Пацану осталось жить
Ровно двадцать пять секунд. А затем старик ему
Камнем череп раскроил, по суставам распилил
И отправился домой, тушку прихватив с собой.
Скрыт в развалинах подвал, там проходит ритуал:
Сатанисты, не спеша, дружно мучают бомжа.
Привязав его к столбу, вырезают крест на лбу
И живот ножом вспоров пьют по очереди кровь.
Веселясь и хохоча, кожу срезали с плеча
И в затылочную кость забивают ржавый гвоздь.
Вот, издав победный крик, жертве вырвали кадык
И в трахею, наконец, льют расплавленный свинец.
Со свечей стекает воск, на стене белеет мозг.
В темноте, средь ржавых труб, черви поедают труп.

(с) by некто по имени KPOT

[Pupsik]

килл да килл... это типа крута и модна чтоли сейчас? тада нате... это вам понравится:

Ну ващет это группа Дорс (Джим Морисон, знаете?) так вот это было совсем не сечас, а лонг тайм эгоу.

[Pupsik]

http://lohtupoi.nm.ru/11_The_End.mp3
11m

[!nsight]

Знаю Джима Пупс(щас качну послушаю как оно звучит)... тока я не об этом
тематика знаете-ли настораживает)
и я не говорю что это хуева и всем надо срочно менять репертуар на "правильный", просто есть такая... ну скажем... тенденция) мне не очень понятная