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Garbage - i think i'm paranoid


"I Think I'm Paranoid"

You can look, but you can't touch
I don't think I like you much
Heaven knows what a girl can do
Heaven knows what you've got to prove

I think I'm paranoid
And complicated
I think I'm paranoid
Manipulate it

[Chorus:]
Bend me, break me
Anyway you need me
All I want is you
Bend me, break me
Breaking down is easy
All I want is you

I fall down just to give you a thrill
Prop me up with another pill
If I should fail, if I should fold
I nailed my faith to the sticking pole

I think I'm paranoid
Manipulate it
I think I'm paranoid
And complicated

[Chorus:]
Paranoid
I think I'm paranoid

[Chorus:]
Steal me, deal me, anyway you heal me
Maim me, tame me, you can never change me
Love me, like me, come ahead and fight me
Please me, tease me, go ahead and leave me

Bend me
Break me
Anyway you need me
As long as I want you baby it's all right

Bend me
Break me
Any way you need me
As long as I want you baby it's all right.


Republica - ready to go

You're weird, in tears, too near and too far away,
He said, saw red, went home stayed in bed all day,
Your t'shirt, dish dirt,
Always love the one you hurt

It's a crack, I'm back yeah standing
On the rooftops shouting out,
Baby I'm ready to go
I'm back and ready to go
From the rooftops shout it out
It's a crack, I'm back yeah standing
On the rooftops having it
Baby I'm ready to go
I'm back and ready to go
From the rooftops shout it out, shout it out

You sleep, too deep, one week is another world
Big mouth, big mouth, drop out, drop out
You get what you deserve
You're stange, insane, one thing you can never change

It's a crack, I'm back yeah standing
On the rooftops shouting out,
Baby I'm ready to go
I'm back and ready to go
From the rooftops shout it out
It's a crack, I'm back yeah standing
On the rooftops having it
Baby I'm ready to go
I'm back and ready to go
From the rooftops shout it out, shout it out

Abused, confused, always love the one that
hurt ya hurt ya hurt ya

It's a crack, baby I'm ready to go
Baby I'm ready to go...

Dieser Beitrag wurde von No Name: 12 Jun 2008, 23:59 bearbeitet

Cameo - Word Up

Yo pretty ladies around the world
Got a weird thing to show you,
So tell all the boys and girls.
Tell your brother, your sister
And mama too, cause they’re
About to go down
And you’ll know just what to do.

Wave your hands in the air
Like you don’t care, glide by
The People as they start to look and stare.
Do you dance, do your dance quick
Mama, come on baby, tell me what’s
The Word, ah – word up,
Everybody say when you hear the call
You got to get it underway,
Word up, it’s the code word,
No matter where you say it,
You’ll know that you’ll be heard.

Now all you sucker. D.J.’s
Who think you’re fly
There’s got to be a reason
And we know the reason why.
You try to put on those airs
And act real cool
But you got to realise
That you’re acting like fools.
If there’s music we can use it
We need to dance.
We don’t have that time
For psychological romance
No romance
No romance
No romance for me mama
Come on baby tell me what’s the word.
Ah – word up,
Everybody say when you hear the call
You got to get it underway.

Dial “L” for low...
Come on, all you people say...
Word up – word up

Dieser Beitrag wurde von No Name: 20 Jun 2008, 00:13 bearbeitet

Robert Long - Lebenslänglich

Du bist schon 30, welch ein Schreck
Und nichts als ein Pantoffelheld
Du hast ein Kind und eine Frau
Und Du kennst heute schon genau Dein Altersgeld
Die Zukunft ist bereits vorbei
Denn das was kommt, ist nicht mehr neu.
Mit 18 warst Du voller Pläne, hattest viele Ideale
Die Konvention hast Du verlacht.
Du sprachst von Freiheit, wolltest klüger sein als alle
Und oft hast Du bei Dir gedacht:
Dass Du mal alles anders machst.

Gut, man muss vielleicht in seinen Wein mal Wasser gießen
Denn das Alltagsleben ist halt voll von Kompromissen
Aber das große Ziel war klar, es schien Dir niemals in Gefahr
Dann hast Du Dich in sie verliebt, Du wolltest sie nicht mehr verlieren
Da warst Du Dir schon nicht mehr treu
Die langen Haare schneiden und ganz brav frisieren
Auch mit dem Gammeln war´s vorbei
Nun gut, was ist denn schon dabei?
Dann kam die Hochzeit und danach die viel zu große Wohnung
Sie stellte ihre Möbel rein
Du machtest Kurse mit zur besseren Entlohnung
Und stecktest jedes Unrecht ein.
Und langsam kriegten sie Dich klein.

Gut, Du stelltest Dir zumindest selbst noch manchmal Fragen
Auch noch mit Krawatte und mit weiß gesteiftem Kragen.
Doch Du hast alles mitgemacht
Und zum Abteilungschef gebracht.
Nun bist Du 30 und Du weißt, es ist zu spät, noch was zu ändern.
Du gehst zur Arbeit, das ist Pflicht
Lebst wie ein Fremder in den eigenen vier Wänden
Und Deine Frau, die liebst Du nicht.
Na ja, das Kind zählt schon für Dich.
Am Samstag dann, im Supermarkt lädst Du den Wagen voller Essen.
Vom selben Schinken, Käse, Wein.
Doch Dein Gefühl der Leere geht nicht fort vom fressen
Du wirst stets unzufrieden sein.
Doch so geht's nicht nur Dir allein.

Gut, man kann so tun, als würde alles bestens stehen,
Aber seinen eignen Träumen kann man nicht entgehen.
Du hast sie irgendwo in Dir
Lebenslänglich eingesperrt.

Lebenslänglich.

Goethes Erben: Der Spiegel

Ich schau in den Spiegel
Der Spiegel zerbricht
Die sanfte Form verändert sich
Zum Chaos ohne Sinn
Im Kristallstaub der zu Boden sinkt
Bricht sich das Licht millionenfach

Aufgespalten in seine Farben
Wird das Unsichtbare zu Rot und Blau zersetzt
Der geborstene Spiegel hängt noch an der Wand
Mein Gesicht ist verschwunden
Mein Geist zersplittert und zerstört
In zahllose Scherben zersprungen

Die Gedanken zerschnitten
Doch es blutet nicht ...

Nur der Geist ist verloren

Ich habe aufgehört zu existieren.

#abd

Ein Freund erwartet Dich für einen Augenblick
In diesem Augenblick denkt ein Freund an Dich

"aehmNNNaehm"


There’s nothing bad about
So I’m gonna say it loud
This one goes out …
Not to to the homies, And not the crowd.
It’s all about a girl named … ÄHM.
Shit, I forgot her fuckin name.
But it’s not a damn shit shame,
All groupies are named the same,
Ask Eminem, he played the game, like the man I am.
Take a look at me! Do you think I’m right in my mind?
I’m much illa than Bizarre, the showercapwearing nipplerubbin guy,
Confused like confucius, no exit to find.

Stop it! My bear is empty, my dear Tanne M.C.,
Stop acting crazy, There’s only one real Shady,
He’s talkin’ to you right now! Shut your mouth!

Shut selber up, Du dirty ass, stinky gas, nasty ass Sau!
Jetzt bin ich der Typ mit der doofen Frau,
der ich niemals Rosen klau.
Let’s call her Kim, like my man Slim.
Ich dachte, Du wär’st Marshall, ach vergiss es!
Ich bin de rSänger von D12, genau so isses.

Slim Shady a.k.a. Eminem a.k.a. Tanne … Fuck him!
Now let’s get back to Kim.

Tell me baby, what’s on your mind?
Don’t you wanna get fucked from behind?
And treat me like a dirty slave?
And beat me like I wont behave? … I just wanna get freaky baby.

Ich und Kim, das Verhältnis zwischen mir und ihr.
Entspricht in etwa dem von Wald und Tier.
Ich hab das Futter und sie brauch’s von mir.
Ich bin unendlich und sie so wenig.
Sie lebt durch mich und ich bin ewig.
Wurde Zeit, dass ich das versteh,
Groupies sind innen Wolf und außen Reh.
Ein kleines Rehlein, es will, dass ich es streichel,
Ein kleines Reh will mein Gras und meine Eichel.
Ich sag, ich seh mal, was ich tun kann…
Aber denk daran, ich bin der vielbeschäftigte Tannemann.

Ich muss noch andere füttern,
und nebenbei die Rapszene erschüttern.

Ey, was ist passiert mit Deinem Blick?
Scheiße sie ist verliebt, so ein Mißgeschick.
Ich wollte doch nur n schnellen FFFi ähm Kick…
Scheinbar gibt es kein Zurück…
Och nö, jetzt hat sie Liebeskummer,
Scheiße woher hat sie meine Nummer?
Eigentlich wollte ich doch nur wie üblich mal drüberschlittern,
Ich sollte meine Schlafzimmerfensterpanzerglasscheiben vergittern.
Erst legste flach und dann renntse Dir nach…

Someone please call 9 1 1…
I’m chased by a girl with a mouth worse than a gun.
When she’s talking to me, it’s like verbal masturbation
Twenty 4 Seven on my local station

Meine Sicherheitsberater sind keine Hilfe, sie sagen
„die ist doch echt nett und lieb“
Bei Tanne M.C. wär’s doch mal wieder an der Zeit
für mehr als Bett und Trieb…

Naja irgendwie hat der harte Rapgott n weichen Keks äh Kern.
Vielleicht hört sie ja „Remixe und Akes“ sehr gern?
Also ruf ich zurück und lad sie ein,
ich sag ihr gleich: ich bin nicht ihr HA-SI-Lein.
Bei dem Date gab’s nichts zu bereuen und kurz dachte ich, da geht was.
Aber ein Supperrapper kann nicht aus seiner Haut, sie sagt, sie versteht das.
Ist sie echt verständnisvoll oder einfach doof?
Egal, jedenfalls macht sie mir weiter den Hof.
Das schreckt andre groupies ab und die brauch ich,
Image is King und beim Rap biste whack oder ein Raubfisch.
Andererseits nervt sie nicht und ist für mich schooon irgendwie wichtig.
Einfach so abschießen und verletzen geht so nicht richtig.
Vielleicht heirate ich sie once again, would be maybe not so bad…
But there are still old relationships and wifes blocking my head.

So sieht’s aus zwischen Tanne a.k.a. Marshall a.k.a. Slim
Und dem zugegebenermaßen Firstclassgroupie named Kim.
So’n „das passiert doch täglich“-Text zu rappen ist ziemlich dumm…
Aber stellt euch mal vor, die Geschichte wäre teilweise oder ganz anders rum.

Für Heute:


The National - Brainy

I’ve been draggin around from the end of your coat for two weeks
everywhere you go is swirlin, everything you say has water under it

You know I keep your fingerprints in a pink folder in the middle of my table
you’re the tall kingdom I surround
think I better follow you around

You might need me more than you think you will
come home in the car you love, brainy brainy brainy

I’ve been draggin around from the end of your coat for two weeks
you keep changing you’re fancy fancy mind every time I decide to let go

I was up all night again, boning up and reading the American dictionary
you’ll never believe me what I found
think I better follow you around

You might need me more than you think you will
come home in the car you love, brainy brainy brainy
you might need me more than you think you will
come home in the car you love, brainy brainy brainy

No matter what happens now
I won't be afraid
Because I know today has been
The most perfect day i've ever seen

Nick Cave - The Mercy Seat:

It began when they come took me from my home
And put me in Dead Row
Of which I am nearly wholly innocent, you know
And I'll say it again
I..am..not..afraid..to..die
I began to warm and chill
To objects and their fields
A ragged cup, a twisted mop
The face of Jesus in my soup
Those sinister dinner meals
The meal trolley's wicked wheels
A hooked bone rising from my food
All things either good or ungood
And the mercy seat is waiting
And I think my head is burning
And in a way I'm yearning
To be done with all this measuring of truth
An eye for an eye
A tooth for a tooth
And anyway I told the truth
And I'm not afraid to die
Interpret signs and catalogue
A blackened tooth, a scarlet fog
The walls are bad. Black. Bottom kind
They are sick breath at my hind
They are sick breath at my hind
They are sick breath at my hind
They are sick breath gathering at my hind
I hear stories from the chamber
How Christ was born into a manger
And like some ragged stranger
Died upon the cross
And might I say it seems so fitting in its way
He was a carpenter by trade
Or at least that's what I'm told
Like my good hand I
tatooed E.V.I.L. across it's brother's fist
That filthy five! They did nothing to challenge or resist
In Heaven His throne is made of gold
The ark of his Testament is stowed
A throne from which I'm told
All history does unfold
Down here it's made of wood and wire
And my body is on fire
And God is never far away
Into the mercy seat I climb
My head is shaved, my head is wired
And like a moth that tries
To enter the bright eye
I go shuffling out of life
Just to hide in death awhile
And anyway I never lied
My kill-hand is called E.V.I.L.
Wears a wedding band that's G.O.O.D.
'Tis a long-suffering shackle
Collaring all that rebel blood
And the mercy seat is waiting
And I think my head is burning
And in a way I'm yearning
To be done with all this measuring of truth
An eye for an eye
And a tooth for a tooth
And anyway I told the truth
And I'm not afraid to die
And the mercy seat is burning
And I think my head is glowing
And in a way I'm hoping
To be done with all this weighing up of truth
An eye for an eye
And a tooth for a tooth
And I've got nothing left to lose
And I'm not afraid to die
And the mercy seat is glowing
And I think my head is smoking
And in a way I'm hoping
To be done with all this looks of disbelief
An eye for an eye
And a tooth for a tooth
And anyway there was no proof
Nor a motive why
And the mercy seat is smoking
And I think my head is melting
And in a way I'm helping
To be done with all this twisted of the truth
A lie for a lie
And a truth for a truth
And I've got nothing left to lose
And I'm not afraid to die
And the mercy seat is melting
And I think my blood is boiling
And in a way I'm spoiling
All the fun with all this truth and consequence.
An eye for an eye
And a truth for a truth
And anyway I told the truth
And I'm not afraid to die
And the mercy seat is waiting
And I think my head is burning
And in a way I'm yearning
To be done with all this measuring of proof.
A life for a life
And a truth for a truth
And anyway there was no proof
But I'm not afraid to tell a lie
And the mercy seat is waiting
And I think my head is burning
And in a way I'm yearning
To be done with all this measuring of truth
An eye for an eye
And a truth for a truth
And anyway I told the truth
But I'm afraid I told a lie

I'm not no red football
To be kicked around the garden
No no I'm a red christmas-tree ball
And I'm fragile
I'm not no animal
Though I am to you
I'm not no crocodile
Like the one in Dublin Zoo
Who lived in a cage
the length and breadth of his body
When a window which people would look through
And throw coins on his back to taunt him
'though he couldn't move
Even if he wanted to
I'm not no animal in the zoo
I'm not no whipping boy for you
You may not treat me like you do
I'm not no animal in the zoo
My skin is not a football for you
My head is not a football for you
My body's not a football for you
My womb is not a football for you
My heart is not a football for you
I'm not no animal in the zoo
This animal will jump up and eat you
I'm not no animal in the zoo
And I've every intention
Of leaping up and getting you


Sinead O'Connor: Red football

Dido - White Flag

I know you think that I shouldn't still love you
Or tell you that
But if I didn't say it, well, I'd still have felt it
Where's the sense in that?
I promise I'm not trying to make your life harder
Or return to where we were

But I will go down with this ship
And I won't put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I'm in love, and always will be

I know I left too much mess and destruction
To come back again
And I caused nothing but trouble; I understand if you
Can't talk to me again
And if you live by the rules of "it's over"
Then, I'm sure that that makes sense

But I will go down with this ship
And I won't put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I'm in love, and always will be

And, when we meet, which I'm sure we will
All that was there will be there still
I'll let it pass and hold my tongue
And you will think that I've moved on

I will go down with this ship
And I won't put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I'm in love, and always will be

YAZOO Only You


Looking from a window above is like a story of love
can you hear me?
Came back only yesterday
we're moving father away
want you near me?
All I needed was the love you gave
all I needed for another day

And all I ever knew - only you.

Sometimes when I think of her name
when it's only a game
and I need yor
Listen to the words that you say
it's getting harder to stay when I see you.
All I needed was the love you gave
all I needed for another day
. . .
All I needed was the love you gave
all I needed for another day
. . .
This is gonna take a long time and I wonder what's mine canY take no morl
Wonder if youll understand

It's just the touch of yaur hand behind the closed door.
All I needed was the love you gave
all I needed for another day

Dieser Beitrag wurde von nappunk: 06 Jul 2008, 20:27 bearbeitet

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