rijeci pjesama koje vam se pjevajuuuuu

come as you are · Post Postao/la **come as you are** » 25 svi 2008 19:30

a sto je tebe neko bozicno raspolozenje uhvatilo, a samo sto nije ljeto

whatever · Post Postao/la **whatever** » 25 svi 2008 19:35

Dvajst i peti je dan svibnja nam miseca.
Dašta da me ulovilo!
Saću po vinčeko neko, zapalit susjedu kuću (to ka, da vatrica pucketa i to. E, za ugođaj, jel),
stavit "Pravi djed Božićnjak" da ide i cupej.

OT: So this is Christmaaaaaaas
End vat hev ju daaaaaaaan...

filomena · Post Postao/la **filomena** » 25 svi 2008 21:13

Oh, ne!!
Eto.
Jedna od onih koje nemrete izbacit iz ludare kad ih čujete.

Sad je gotovo. Pjevat ću je dok ne posijedim!!

Don't know why she's leaving, or where she's gonna go
I guess she's got her reasons but I just don't want to know
'cos for twenty-four years I've been living next door to Alice
Twenty-four years just waiting for the chance
To tell her how I feel and maybe get a second glance
Now I've got to get used to not living next door to Alice!

I za kraj:
Who the fuck is Alice?!

filomena · Post Postao/la **filomena** » 25 svi 2008 21:16

I naravno!! Naravno!
Kad god čujem prokletnicu Alice, automatski se i ove sjetim, a onda... Neka mi Bog pomogne.
I nek me voli isto ko i nju!

Pam pam pam...idemo:

And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson,
Jesus loves you more than you will know.
God bless you, please Mrs. Robinson.
Heaven holds a place for those who pray,
Hey, hey, hey

I tako do preksutraaaaaaaa....

Ne znam dal da se režem ili da se šijem...

Sunshine · Post Postao/la **Sunshine** » 26 svi 2008 14:37

I just want to be there when you discover
When you wake up next to your new lover
She might cook you breakfast and love you in the shower
The flavor of the moment, cause she don't have what's ours

She's not me
She doesn't have my name
She'll never have what I have
It won't be the same
It won't be the same...

whatever · Post Postao/la **whatever** » 27 svi 2008 10:05

Jooooj, ajmo! Svi na stol! Tancaaaaaj!

(Joj.

) Pa kaže:

You’re my lover
undercover
You’re my secret passion and I have no other

You’re Delicious
So Capricious
If I find out you don’t want me I’ll be vicious

Say you love me
and you’ll have me
In your arms forever and I won’t forget it

Say you miss me
Come and kiss me
Take me up to heaven and you won’t regret it

You are the one
You’re my number one
The only treasure I’ll ever have
You are the one
You’re my number one
Anything for you ’cause you’re the one I love

You re my lover
undercover
You’re my secret passion and I have no other

You’re a fire
and desire
When I kiss your lips, you know, you take me higher

You’re addiction
my conviction
You’re my passion, my relief, my crucifixion

Never leave me
And believe me
You will be the sun into my raining season

Never leave me
And believe me
In my empty life you’ll be the only reason

whatever · Post Postao/la **whatever** » 27 svi 2008 10:17

Evo kako bi to zvučalo da je Pale* izrastao u rockera:

Sunrise always burns my eyes,
And outside there may be zombies too.
Crawling mice
In suits and ties
Are blind to what makes this thing beautiful.

Is anyone here alive?
Is anyone here alive?
Is anyone here alive?
Lift up the lids of your eyes.

Sunrise always burns my eyes.
But I'm not tired,
No, I won't sleep for hours.
This city's old, and full of ghosts.
I can see their skulls,
It makes no sense at all.

Is anyone here alive?
Is anyone here alive?
Is anyone here alive?
Lift up the lids of your eyes.

Is anyone here?
Is anyone?
I can't be the only one!
I can't be the only one!

Is anyone here alive?
Is anyone here alive?
Is anyone here alive?
Lift up the lids of your eyes.

*Oni Pale ća je sam na svitu bija, e.

Sunshine · Post Postao/la **Sunshine** » 27 svi 2008 20:38

This complicated life
I try to do my best
I always tell myself
It's all just a test
For me it's an escape

Once I am moving, I'm alright
I'll keep on dancing through the night...

weirdo · Post Postao/la **weirdo** » 28 svi 2008 03:01

It's time to get away,
It's time to get away,
From you.

It's time to get away,
It's time to get away,
From you.

You brought a lot of money
But me, I ????
And you, you make me sleep,
I tried and tried.
But you undermine me,
And I start to be sensible
(If you know what I mean).

And so it's time to get away,
It's time to get away,
From you.

I'm dying to get away,
I'm dying to get away.

And next time we'll talk it over.
And we can start again.

Shocked!

For you,
I caught a lot of static.
And me,
I'm like an automatic.
Oh what, what, what, what, what
Did you think would happen next?
Oh what, what, what, what, what
Could it ever be?

So it's time to get away,
It's time to get away
From you.

I'm dying to get away,
I'm dying to get away.

And next time let's talk about it.
Or maybe start again.

Shocked!
To think I used to pity you.
To think I used to pity you,
It's true.
To think I used to pity you.
To think i used to talk to you,
It's true.

Next time we can talk about it,
Or even start again.
I couldn't tell you what you wanted.

Know what I'm sayin'?
I knew you were low, man,
But the truth is I was shocked.

Blood!
Power!
Eyes!
Eyes never lie!
Kids!
Kids never lie!

weirdo · Post Postao/la **weirdo** » 28 svi 2008 03:05

Yeah I, I got to know your name
Well and I, could trace your private number baby
All I know is that to me
You look like you're lots of fun
Open up your lovin' arms
I want some

Well I...I set my sights on you
(and no one else will do)
And I, I've got to have my way now, baby
(and no one else will do)
And I, I've got to have my way now, baby
All I know is that to me
You look like you're havin' fun
Open up your lovin' arms
Watch out, here I come

*You spin me right round, baby
right round like a record, baby
Right round round round
You spin me right round, baby
Right round like a record, baby
Right round round round

I, I got be your friend now, baby
And I would like to move in
Just a little bit closer
(little bit closer)

**All I know is that to me
You look like you're lots of fun
Open up your lovin' arms
Watch out, here I come

I want your love
I want your love

weirdo · Post Postao/la **weirdo** » 28 svi 2008 03:15

Maybe we could make it all right
We could make it better sometime
Maybe we could make it happen baby
We could keep trying
but things will never change
So I don’t look back
Still I’m dying with every step I take
But I don’t look back
Just a little, little bit better
Good enough to waste some time
Tell me would it make you happy baby
We could keep trying
but things will never change
So I don’t look back
Still I’m dying with every step I take
But I don’t look back
We could keep trying
but things will never change
So I don’t look back
Still I’m dying with every step I take
But I don’t look back
And it hurts with every heartbeat
And it hurts with every heartbeat
And it hurts with every heartbeat
And it hurts with every heartbeat
And it hurts with every heartbeat
And it hurts with every heartbeat
And it hurts with every heartbeat
It hurts wïth every heartbeat

aaaaaaaaaaa

angel_19 · Post Postao/la **angel_19** » 28 svi 2008 20:15

Ti si anđeo,
a ja sam slijep što nisam vidio,
da si samo anđeo...
jedino sam tebe volio..

di si našla pak tu pjesmu da mi je znat....

noise · Post Postao/la **noise** » 29 svi 2008 00:36

oj suseda oj suseda
vrag te skelit dal
kak si lepa kak si fletna
pak ja nesem znal...

filomena · Post Postao/la **filomena** » 29 svi 2008 08:22

I was wasting my time
Looking for love
Someone must look at me and
See their sunlit dream
I was wasting my time
Praying for love
For a love that never comes
From someone who does not exist.

Pa kaže on dalje:

I was wasting my life
Always thinking about myself
Someone on their deathbed said
There are other sorrows too.

I was driving my car
I crashed and broke my spine
So yes there are things worse in life than
Never being someone's sweetie.

bea.zarre · Post Postao/la **bea.zarre** » 29 svi 2008 10:49

I know I can be cruel
I say a lot of things I don't mean
And I'm not always in the mood
To give you what you need
But I come close you gotta

Love me love me love me or leave me

I know I act confused
I'm perfect just like you
Do what you want
But there's no one in this world
Who would die for you
There's only me

You won't ever find
Anyone around as good as me
There's only one choice
You don't wanna grow old all alone

whatever · Post Postao/la **whatever** » 30 svi 2008 13:41

It's in the atmosphere we breathe tonight
It's in the people that we meet
And in your eyes
Just like every other fool out there
We dont think were so unique
Such special freeks

It's in every single one of us
Every single one of us
Looking for a city
Hoping for a second shot
Every single one of us
Every single one of us

I see the world light through a looking glass
I see the people walk by walk by
Like paper tigers roaming in the street
They stare right through me when we meet

It's in everysingle one of us
Every single one of us
Looking for a city
Hoping for a second shot
Every single one of us
Every single one of us

whatever · Post Postao/la **whatever** » 30 svi 2008 13:42

I'm a realist
I'm a romantic
I'm an indecisive piece of shit

I'm a realist
I'm a romantic
I am indecisive and that's about it

and you dream that's the same thing
that's the same life you lead
I don't agree and so you drink
don't wanna think
that's cos your mind is already made up

I'm a realist
I'm a romantic
I'm an indecisive piece of shit

I admit it
I'm up to my old tricks
did you see her eyes (oh no I tried)
she looked surprised

and you dream that's the same thing
that's the same life you lead
I don't agree and so you drink
don't wanna think
that's cos your mind is already made up

how you dream that's the same thing
that's the same life you lead
I don't agree and so you
drink don't wanna think
that's cos your mind is already made up

no

I know that it's only a matter of time
before you know it I'll be leaving town
see it in my eyes
no one will do
no one will ever do

I know that it's only a matter of time
before you know it I'll be leaving town
seen it in your eyes
no one will ever do
no one will ever do for you

whatever · Post Postao/la **whatever** » 30 svi 2008 13:43

One of those fucking awful black days when nothing is pleasing and everything that happens is an excuse for anger. An outlet for emotions stockpiled, an arsenal, an armour. These are the days when I hate the world, hate the rich, hate the happy, hate the complacent, the TV watchers, beer drinkers, the satisfied ones. Because I know I can be all of those little hateful things and then I hate myself for realising that. There's no preventative, directive or safe approach for living. We each know our own fate. We know from our youth how to be treated, how we'll be received, how we shall end. These things don't change. You can change your clothes, change your hairstyle, your friends, cities, continents but sooner or later your own self will always catch up. Always it waits in the wings. Ideas swirl but don't stick. They appear but then run off like rain on the windshield. One of those rainy day car rides my head implodes, the atmosphere in this car a mirror of my skull. Wet, damp, windows dripping and misted with cold. Walls of grey. Nothing good on the radio. Not a thought in my head.

Lets take life and slow it down incredibly slow, frame by frame with two minutes that take ten years to live out. Yeah, lets do that.

Telephone poles like praying mantras against the sky, metal arms outstretched. So much land travelled so little sense made of it. It doesn't mean a thing all this land laid out behind us. I'd like to take off into these woods and get good and lost for a while. I'm disgusted with petty concerns; parking tickets, breakfast specials. Does someone just have to carry this weight? Abstract typography, methane inconvenience, linear gospel, Nashville sales lady, and torturous lice, mad Elizabeth. Chemotherapy bullshit.

The light within you shines like a diamond mine, like an unarmed walrus, like a dead man face down on the highway. Like a snake eating its own tail, steam turbine, frog farm, two full closets burst open in disarray, soap bubbles in the sun, hospital death bed, red convertible, shopping list, blowjob, deaths head, devils dancing, bleached white buildings, memories, movements, the movie unfeeling, unreeling, about to begin.

I've seen your hallway, you're a darn call away, I've hear your stairs creak. I can fix my mind on your yes, and on your no. I'll film you face today in the sparkling canals, all red, yellow, blue, green brilliance and silver Dutch reflection. Racing thoughts, racing thoughts. All too real, you're moving so fast now I cant hold your image. This image I have of your face by the window, me standing beside you arm on your shoulder. A catalogue of images, flashing glimpses then gone again.

Every clear afternoon now I'll picture you up in the air twisting your heel, your knees up around me, my face in your hair. You scream so well, your smile so loud it still rings in my ears.

Imitation. Distant, tired of longing. Clean white teeth. Stay the course. Hold the wheel. Steer on to freedom. Open all the boxes.

Open all the boxes.

Open all the boxes.

Open all the boxes.

Times Square midday: newspaper buildings, news headlines going around, you watch as they go, and hope that some good comes. Those tree shadows in the park they're all whistling chasing leaves. Around six pm, shadows across cobblestones, girl in front of a bathroom mirror she slowly and carefully and paints her face green and mask like. A portrait. A green stripe. Long shot through apartment window, a monologue on top but no girl in shot. The light within you shines like a diamond mine, like an unarmed walrus, like a dead man face down on the highway. Like a snake eating its own tail steam turbine, frog farm, two full closets burst open in disarray, soap bubbles in the sun, hospital death bed, red convertible, shopping list, blowjob, deaths head, devils dancing, bleached white buildings, memories, movements. The movie unreeling, about to begin.

That was great
Yeah? Mine were alright. Wasn't my best one but who cares?
That's the spirit...

Jebote, ovo su liriksi?!!

Pobogu.

filomena · Post Postao/la **filomena** » 30 svi 2008 17:35

Your cruel device
Your blood, like ice
One look could kill
My pain, your thrill
I want to love you but I better not
Touch (dont touch)
I want to hold you but my senses
Tell me to stop
I want to kiss you but I want it too
Much (too much)
I want to taste you but your lips
Are venomous poison
Youre poison running through my
Veins
Youre poison, I dont want to
Break these chains
Your mouth, so hot
Your web, Im caught
Your skin, so wet
Black lace on sweat
I hear you calling and its needles
And pins (and pins)
I want to hurt you just to hear you
Screaming my name
Dont want to touch you but
Youre under my skin (deep in)
I want to kiss you but your lips
Are venomous poison
Youre poison running through my veins
Youre poison, I dont wanna
Break these chains
Poison

filomena · Post Postao/la **filomena** » 31 svi 2008 10:45

Ti me mnogo zezas
I okolo svrsljas
mozda i me ne znas pa ce da nadrljas
zato nemoj da ides mojom ulicom
nemoj da ides mojom ulicom

kupio sam pistolj od svercera na crno
na tebe cu rado da potrosim zrno
zato nemoj da ides mojom ulicom

mozes da me tuzis za opasnu pretnju
nemoj da ides mojom ulicom
nemoj da ides mojom ulicom
ne nemoj, stvarno nemoj
ni u ludilu
nemoj mojom ulicom
ali ipak pazi kad podjes u setnju
tada nemoj da ides mojom ulicom
nemoj da ides mojom ulicom
ne nemoj, stvarno nemoj
ni u ludilu
nemoj mojom ulicom

zasto da se mucim da zbog tebe patim
najbolje ce biti za glavu da te skratim
nemoj da ides mojom ulicom
nemoj da ides mojom ulicom
ne nemoj, stvarno nemoj
ni u ludilu
nemoj mojom ulicom
nemoj da ides mojom ulicom
nemoj da ides mojom ulicom
ne nemoj, stvarno nemoj
ni u ludilu
nemoj..mojom ulicom...

freya · Post Postao/la **freya** » 31 svi 2008 11:08

...kad je hladno treba djemper
kad je toplo ne treba,
ali kad te volim djemper neznam
trebali il ne treba

krava daje med
a pchela daje mlijeko
majmuni se bude pretvaraju u ljude
krava daje med
a pchela daje mlijeko
majmuni se bude pretvaraju u ljude

kad te volim...

Sunshine · Post Postao/la **Sunshine** » 31 svi 2008 13:47

Are you walking the dog?
Cause that dog isn't new?
Are you out of control?
Is that dog walking you?
Haven't you had enough?
Now your time is up
Baby show me your hell

Voices start to ring in your head
Tell me what do they say
Distant echoes from another time
Start to creep in your brain
So you claim madness like it's convenient
You do it so often that you start to believe it
You have demons so nobody can blame you
But who is the master and who is the slave?

Sunshine · Post Postao/la **Sunshine** » 31 svi 2008 14:32

She's Not Me
She doesn't have my name
She'll never have what I have
It wont be the same (it wont be the same)

I should have seen the sign when you weren't here
Under a different light it's oh so clear
She was stealing stealing stealing
and now your feeling feeling feeling
She started dying her hair and wearing the same perfume as me
She's started reading my books and stealing my looks and lingerie

I just wanna be there when you discover
You wake up in the morning next to your new lover
She might make you breakfast
And love you in the shower
The feelings're momentary
Cause she don't have what's ours...

whatever · Post Postao/la **whatever** » 01 lip 2008 14:06

And if you ever have to go to school
Remember how they messed up
this old fool
Don't pick fights with the bullies
or the cads
'Cause I'm not much cop at punching other people's Dads
And if the homework brings you down
Then we'll throw it on the fire
And take the car downtown

whatever · Post Postao/la **whatever** » 01 lip 2008 14:09

Ground Control to Major Tom
Your circuit's dead,
there's something wrong
Can you hear me, Major Tom?
Can you hear me, Major Tom?
Can you hear me, Major Tom?
Can you....

Ah. Poor Tom.

whatever · Post Postao/la **whatever** » 01 lip 2008 14:13

I'm home, lost my job, and incurably ill
You think this is easy, realism
I've got a girl out there, I suppose
I think she's dancing
Feel like Dan Dare lies down
I think she's dancing, what do I know?

I am a D.J., I am what I play
Can't turn around no, can't turn around, no, oh, ooh
I am a D.J., I am what I play
Can't turn around no, can't turn around, no, oh no

I am a D.J., I am what I play
I got believers (kiss-kiss)
Believing me, oh

One more, weekend, of lights and evening faces
Fast food, living nostalgia
Humble pie or bitter fruit

I am a D.J., I am what I play
Can't turn around no, can't turn around no, ooh

I am a D.J., I am what I say
Can't turn around no, can't turn around, ooh
I am a D.J., I am what I play
I've got believers (kiss-kiss)
Believing me

I am a D.J., I am what I play
Can turn around no, can't turn around
I am a D.J., I am what I play
Can turn around no, can't turn around
I am a D.J., I am what I play
Can turn around no (kiss-kiss)

Time flies when you're having fun
Break his heart, break her heart
He used to be my boss and now he is a puppet dancer
I am a D.J., and I've got believers

I've got believers
I've got believers
I've got believers in me
I've got believers
I am a D.J., I am what I play
I am a D.J.

whatever · Post Postao/la **whatever** » 01 lip 2008 14:14

Johnny is a man
And he's bigger than you
But his overheads are high
And he looks straight through when you ask him how the kids are

He'll get home around seven
'Cause the chevy's real old
And he could have had a cadillac
If the school had taught him right
And he could have married Anne with the blue silk blouse
He could have married Anne with the blue silk blouse

And the food is on the table
But the food is cold
Don't hit her

"Can't you even cook?
What's the good of me working when you can't damn cook?"

Well Johnny is a man
And he's bigger than her
I guess the bruises won't show
If she wears long sleeves
But the space in her eyes shows through

And he could have married Anne with the blue silk blouse
He could have married Anne with the blue silk blouse
Shows through
Shows through
Shows through

filomena · Post Postao/la **filomena** » 01 lip 2008 15:22

I was wasting my time
Trying to fall in love
Disappointment came to me and
Booted me and bruised and hurt me

But that's how people grow up
That's how people grow up

I was wasting my time
Looking for love
Someone must look at me
and see there's someone of their dreams

I was wasting my time
Waiting for love
For the love that never comes from
Someone who does not exist

That's how people grow up
That's how people grow up

Let me live before I die
Oh, not me, not I

I was wasting my life
Always thinking about myself
Someone on the deathbed said
"There are other sorrows too"

I was driving my car
I crashed and broke my spine
So yes, there are things worse in life than
Never being someone's sweetie

That's how people grow up
That's how people grow up

As for me I'm ok
For now anyway

Tamelie · Post Postao/la **Tamelie** » 01 lip 2008 15:28

Cijeli dan pjevam ovo:
Nemoj vanka kasno
jer je opasno za dicu
u kasne ure trubaduri
izlaze na ulicu
Nemoj uskon prečicon
ako ti je život drag
oni se igraju vatron
a vatra je vrag

...jerbo jučer Stillness slušala uživo i predobri su, oduševljena sam bila zbilja.

whatever · Post Postao/la **whatever** » 01 lip 2008 15:57

filomena je napisao/la:I was wasting my time
Trying to fall in love
Disappointment came to me and
Booted me and bruised and hurt me

But that's how people grow up
That's how people grow up

I was wasting my time
Looking for love
Someone must look at me
and see there's someone of their dreams

I was wasting my time
Waiting for love
For the love that never comes from
Someone who does not exist

That's how people grow up
That's how people grow up

Let me live before I die
Oh, not me, not I

I was wasting my life
Always thinking about myself
Someone on the deathbed said
"There are other sorrows too"

I was driving my car
I crashed and broke my spine
So yes, there are things worse in life than
Never being someone's sweetie

That's how people grow up
That's how people grow up

As for me I'm ok
For now anyway