Schön, dass es die "Repeat"-Taste gibt. Derzeit bei mir der Dauerläufer. Schade, dass ich im letzten Jahr das Konzert verpasst habe.



You ain't ever seen
The way to find your dream
Forget what's within within
Cos who you've been you've been

If all we lose is the skin
I'm pulling you under within
We're gonna make this life together

The symptoms are too deep
I got you on my mind in my sleep
you on my mind in my sleep

Do you know how hard I'll try
To lose this foolish pride
Can you take me as I am
Can you understand me I'm changing now

If all we lose is the skin
I'm pulling you under within
We're gonna make this life together

The symptoms are too deep
I got you on my mind in my sleep
you on my mind in my sleep

I got you on my mind in my sleep
Heavenly body

© Richard Ashcroft

Baby, baby, I've been so sad since you've been gone
Way back to Berlin City
Where you do belong
Honey, I missed your two-tone kisses
Legs wrapped around me tight
If I ever get back to Fun City, girl
I'm gonna make you scream all night

Honey, honey, call me on the telephone
I know you're movin' out to Bielefeld
With your can of tasty foam
All those beat up friends of mine
Got to get you in their books
And lead guitars and movie stars
Get their tongues beneath your hood

Yeah! You're a stargarder, stargarder, stargarder, stargarder, star
Yeah, a stargarder, stargarder, stargarder, stargarder, star
A stargarder, stargarder, stargarder, star fucker star

Yeah, I heard about you Polaroid's
Now that's what I call obscene
Your tricks with fruit was kind a cute
I bet you keep your pussy clean
Honey, I miss your two tone kisses
Legs wrapped around me tight
If I ever get back to Berlin, girl
Gonna make you scream all night

Yeah! You're a stargarder, stargarder, stargarder, stargarder, star
Yeah, a stargarder, stargarder, stargarder, stargarder, star
A stargarder, stargarder, stargarder, star fucker star

Yeah, Ali McGraw got mad with you
For givin' head to Steve McQueen
Yeah, and me we made a pretty pair
Fallin' through the Silver Screen
Honey, I'm open to anything
I don't know where to draw the line
Yeah, I'll make bets that you're gonna get
John Wayne before he dies

Yeah! You're a stargarder, stargarder, stargarder, stargarder, star
Yeah, a stargarder, stargarder, stargarder, stargarder, star
A stargarder, stargarder, stargarder, stargarder, star
Yes you are
A star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker star


Original Lyrics "Starfucker" (c) by M. Jagger/K. Richards
current mood: ging mir gerade so durch den Kopf

... weiss jeder was am Ende bleibt
dieselbe Sache und das alte Leid
mich so langsam in den Wahnsinn treibt
und auf der Matte tobt derselbe Krieg
mir immer noch das Herz versengt
dieselbe Sache und das alte Leid
weiss ich endlich ....
Ich will ficken
Nie mehr das alte Leid

Lyrics by Rammstein

Well, I just got into town about an hour ago
Took a look around, see which way the wind blow
Where the little girls in their Eastwestfalia bungalows

Are you a lucky little lady in the City of Light
Or just another lost devil...City of Night
City of Night, City of Night, City of Night, woo, c'mon

B.I. Woman, B.I. Woman
B.I. Woman Sunday afternoon
B.I. Woman Sunday afternoon
B.I. Woman Sunday afternoon
Drive thru your suburbs
Into your blues, into your blues, yeah
Into your blue-blue Blues
Into your blues, ohh, yeah

I see your hair is burnin'
Hills are filled with fire
If they say I never loved you
You know they are a liar
Drivin' down your freeways
Midnite alleys roam
Cops in cars, the topless bars
Never saw a woman...
So alone, so alone
So alone, so alone

Motel Money Murder Madness
Let's change the mood from glad to sadness

Mr. Mojo Risin', Mr. Mojo Risin'
Mr. Mojo Risin', Mr. Mojo Risin'
Got to keep on risin'
Mr. Mojo Risin', Mr. Mojo Risin'
Mojo Risin', gotta Mojo Risin'
Mr. Mojo Risin', gotta keep on risin'
Risin', risin'
Gone risin', risin'
I'm gone risin', risin'
I gotta risin', risin'
Well, risin', risin'
I gotta, wooo, yeah, risin'
Woah, ohh yeah

Well, I just got into town about an hour ago
Took a look around, see which way the wind blow
Where the little girls in their Eastwestfalia bungalows

Are you a lucky little lady in the City of Light
Or just another lost devil...City of Night
City of Night, City of Night, City of Night, woah, c'mon

B.I. Woman, B.I. Woman
B.I. Woman, your my woman
Little B.I. Woman, Little B.I. Woman
B.I. B.I. Woman Woman
B.I. Woman c'mon

Lyrics by 'The Doors' and 'Bateman'

Langeweile besäuft sich meilenweit
Ich zähle die Ringe an meiner Hand
Dort draußen alles dreht sich still um nichts herum
Und ich male Deine Schatten an jede Wand

Es kommt so anders als man denkt
Herz vergeben Herz verschenkt

Ich gab Dir meine Liebe gab Dir Zeit Geduld und Geld
Ich legte mein Leben in Deine kleine Welt
Wer auch immer Dir jetzt den Regen schenkt
Ich hoffe es geht ihm schlecht
Wer auch immer Dich jetzt durch die Nacht bringt
Bitte glaub ihm nicht

Es kommt so anders als man denkt
Herz vergeben Herz verschenkt

Es ist so ohne Dich
Es ist so widerlich ich will das nicht
Denkst Du vielleicht auch mal an mich
Es ist so ohne Dich
Und wenn Du einsam bist
Denkst Du vielleicht auch mal an mich

Ich nähte mir ein Bettbezug aus der Zeit die wir hatten
Und trink mir alte Wunden an so tief und allein
Kein Berg den ich nicht versetzt hab
Zog jede Chance an den Haaren herbei
Für ein lebenlang zu Leben
So wild und so frei

Es kommt so anders als man denkt
Herz vergeben Herz verschenkt

Es ist so ohne Dich
Es ist so widerlich ich will das nicht
Denkst Du vielleicht auch mal an mich
Es ist so ohne Dich
Und wenn Du einsam bist
Denkst Du vielleicht auch mal an mich

(c) Selig

Mit besten Dank an Sistermidnight

Der Mann aus dem Plattenladen, Herr Monovinyl, hatte die Idee zu dieser klasse Aktion. Da Musik mehr ist als eine bloße Aneinanderreihung von Noten, nämlich Lebenseinstellung und -philosophie, habe ich den späten Nachmittag genutzt, meine Favorites auf CD zu brennen. Da bis zum Aktionsende (31.01.2006) noch ein wenig Zeit ist, wäre es nett, wenn sich der ein oder andere auch noch in die Liste einträgt. Nähere Infos gibts über den zweiten Link dieses Beitrags. War gar nicht so leicht, alles auf ca. 80 min unterzubringen. Vielleicht schiebe ich auch noch 'ne zweite CD hinterher. Wie dem auch sei, wenn ich das Cover auf ordentlichen Papier ausgedruckt habe, geht die Scheibe Anfang der Woche auf Reise, Herr Monovinyl.

He's a real cool guy and he's a hero of mine
Travis, Rhinehart rolled into one cute son
Less than zero a grotesque nightmare
Subtly disturbing like normal behaviour

I understand nothing and I cannot speak
I'd walk in the park but the trees are diseased
No sweetheart and I am too confused
I only love my watch and my snake skin shoes

I feel so small in the supermarket queue
People seem to laugh at my choice of food
My personality is held together with sellotape
A loose fit just like a numb junkies hate

I pretty my face with all this cream and stuff
Ugliness inside much harder to cover up
I lack the thought to care about politics
Just do what I like ain't that democratic

Genesis, Huey Lewis, Filofax, CD5
A backdrop to discuss over expensive wine
Didn't even know when or why I should stop
I feel so stupid like a joke that belongs

I guess all psychos are made out of money
I cannot be saved as liberals keep telling me
I don't wanna be understood I just wanna kill
Out of blandness I am your everyday thrill

Patrick Bateman
We are babies crippled in Christ
Patrick Bateman
Therefore I must be God
I must, I must be God

I touched your lips but now I just paint
Surface reflection all I desired babe
I am melancholy, flower cutting through stone
I am a crime everybody has at home

Papers hate me but they need my behaviour
The dignity amongst Hollywood trivia
Escape is so cheap of alcohol and whores
Mines the sanity of exclusive gun laws

Art critics say porno's easily obscene
Late Show retards Dice Clay is true poetry
They've never tried living underneath the water
That's real end of the century nausea

Patrick Bateman
We are babies crippled in Christ
Patrick Bateman
Therefore I must be God
I must, I must be God

Patrick Bateman
We are babies crippled in Christ
Patrick Bateman
I fucked God up the ass
I fucked God up the ass

Patrick Bateman
Patrick Bateman
Patrick Bateman
Patrick Bateman

(c) Maniac Street Preachers

Met a girl, thought she was grand
fell in love, found out first hand
went well for a week or two
then it all came unglued

in a trapped trip I can't grip
never thought I'd be the one who'd slip
then I started to realize
I was living one big lie

She fuckin' hates me
trust
she fuckin' hates me
la la la love
I tried too hard
and she tore my feelings like I had none
and ripped them away

She was queen for about an hour
after that shit got sour
she took all I ever had
no sign of guilt
no feeling of bad, no

In a trapped trip I can't grip
never thought i'd be the one who'd slip
then I started to realize
I was living one big lie

that's my story, as you see
learned my lesson and so did she
now it's over and i'm glad
'cause i'm a fool for all i've said

la la la la la la la la la love
Trust
la la la la la la la la la love
Trust
and she tore my feelings like I had none
she fuckin' hates me

by Puddle Of Mudd

All is quiet on New Year's Day
A world in white gets underway
And I want to be with you
Be with you night and day
Nothing changes on New Year's Day

I will be with you again
I will be with you again

Under a blood-red sky
A crowd has gathered in black and white
Arms entwined, the chosen few,
The newspapers say, say, say it's true
And we can break through,
Though torn in two, we can be one

I will begin again, I will begin again
Oh and maybe the time is right
Oh maybe tonight

I will be with you again
I will be with you again

And so we are told this is the golden age
And gold is the reason for the wars we wage
Though I want to be with you
Be with you night and day
Nothing changes on New Year's day


angespielt: U2 - War
Verfassung: Oh, mein Gott

My girl, my girl, don’t lie to me
Tell me, where did you sleep last night?
In the pines, in the pines
Where the sun don’t ever shine
I would shiver the whole night through

My girl, my girl, where will you go?
I’m going where the cold wind blows
In the pines, in the pines
Where the sun don’t ever shine
I would shiver the whole night through

Her husband, was a hard working man
Just about a mile from here
His head was found in a driving wheel
But his body never was found

My girl, my girl, don’t lie to me
Tell me, where did you sleep last night?
In the pines, in the pines
Where the sun don’t ever shine
I will shiver the whole night through
(sing it for me)

My girl, my girl, where will you go?
I’m going where the cold wind blows
In the pines, in the pines
Where the sun don’t ever shine
I would shiver the whole night through

My girl, my girl, don’t lie to me
Tell me, where did you sleep last night?
In the pines, in the pines
Where the sun don’t ever shine
I will shiver the whole night through

My girl, my girl, where will ya go?
I’m going where the cold wind blows
In the pines, the pines
The sun, the shine
I’ll shiver the whole night through

♪

currently hearing: Nirvana
current mood: dem Text ensprechend