Sitat til konfirmasjonstale

[Gjest Slettet-Axby2kEH]

Jeg skal holde tale for broren min i en konfirmasjon om 3 uker. Under forrige konfirmasjon jeg var på ble musikksmaken til konfirmanten trukket frem som noe grusomt og forferdelig og negativt som ingen likte. Dette provoserte meg noe grenseløst, og jeg bestemte meg for at jeg skulle dra frem musikkinteressen hans som noe positivt i talen min, og for ekstra provokasjonseffekt sitere sangtekster i steden for å lese dikt.

 

Derfor spør jeg dere kjære forumbrukere: Har dere noen sangtekster som kunne passet til en konfirmasjon? Musikksjanger bør være enten hip-hop, rock, metal eller punk. Jeg står ikke foran hele slekten og siterer heidi hauge liksom... Alle forslag mottas med STOR takk!

[Jernlov]

Noe av Anal Cunt kanskje?

 

Edit: denne er jo også fin.

Endret 26. april 2006 av skate4life

[TLZ]

Hvilken type er det snakk om da?

 

Det er jo ikke til å stikke under et bord at metall gjerne har del tekster som omhandler verdier som voksne ikke akkurat er glad i.

Som fks. selvstendig tenking, misantropi, samfunnskritikk, nihilisme, osv.

Men jeg vil nå si at noen av dem i hvertfall er positive.

 

Hvis slekten til vedkommende er veldig kristen så kan du jo sitere tekster fra det kristne metallbandet Extol.

 

Men du kan fks. ta teksten "Boom!" far System of a Down. Det er en sangtekst som antikrig sang i god 60-talls hippieånd. PEACE!

 

Jeg synes egentlig du burde finne ut hvilke band som vedkommende liker, blir litt tabbe hvis du tar et band som han virkelig hater. (Og de fleste som brenner for musikk hater i hvertfall halvparten så mange band som de elsker. )

 

EDIT: Jeg vurderer også å holde tale, så vurderer om jeg også skal gjøre det samme. Takk for tipset.

Endret 26. april 2006 av TLZ

[Gjest Slettet-Axby2kEH]

Jeg er veldig klar over hva han liker så det blir ikke noe problem. Jeg tenkte bare at jeg kunne brainstorme litt med menneskene her før jeg evt begynte med noen dypdykk i sangtekster selv...

[johnj]

Har dere noen sangtekster som kunne passet til en konfirmasjon?

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Baz Luhrmann har.

 

Wear sunscreen.

 

If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be it. The long-term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists, whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable than my own meandering experience. I will dispense this advice now.

 

Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth. Oh, never mind. You will not understand the power and beauty of your youth until they've faded. But trust me, in 20 years, you'll look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you can't grasp now how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked. You are not as fat as you imagine.

 

Don't worry about the future. Or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubble gum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind, the kind that blindside you at 4 p.m. on some idle Tuesday.

 

Do one thing every day that scares you.

 

Sing.

 

Don't be reckless with other people's hearts. Don't put up with people who are reckless with yours.

 

Floss.

 

Don't waste your time on jealousy. Sometimes you're ahead, sometimes you're behind. The race is long and, in the end, it's only with yourself.

 

Remember compliments you receive. Forget the insults. If you succeed in doing this, tell me how.

 

Keep your old love letters. Throw away your old bank statements.

 

Stretch.

 

Don't feel guilty if you don't know what you want to do with your life. The most interesting people I know didn't know at 22 what they wanted to do with their lives. Some of the most interesting 40-year-olds I know still don't.

 

Get plenty of calcium. Be kind to your knees. You'll miss them when they're gone.

 

Maybe you'll marry, maybe you won't. Maybe you'll have children, maybe you won't. Maybe you'll divorce at 40, maybe you'll dance the funky chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary. Whatever you do, don't congratulate yourself too much, or berate yourself either. Your choices are half chance. So are everybody else's.

 

Enjoy your body. Use it every way you can. Don't be afraid of it or of what other people think of it. It's the greatest instrument you'll ever own.

 

Dance, even if you have nowhere to do it but your living room.

 

Read the directions, even if you don't follow them.

 

Do not read beauty magazines. They will only make you feel ugly.

 

Get to know your parents. You never know when they'll be gone for good. Be nice to your siblings. They're your best link to your past and the people most likely to stick with you in the future.

 

Understand that friends come and go, but with a precious few you should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and lifestyle, because the older you get, the more you need the people who knew you when you were young.

 

Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard. Live in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft. Travel.

 

Accept certain inalienable truths: Prices will rise. Politicians will philander. You, too, will get old. And when you do, you'll fantasize that when you were young, prices were reasonable, politicians were noble and children respected their elders.

 

Respect your elders.

 

Don't expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund. Maybe you'll have a wealthy spouse. But you never know when either one might run out.

 

Don't mess too much with your hair or by the time you're 40 it will look 85.

 

Be careful whose advice you buy, but be patient with those who supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia. Dispensing it is a way of fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts and recycling it for more than it's worth.

 

But trust me on the sunscreen.

 

EDIT: Ikke helt sjangeren du søkte, da. Herlig er'n lell.

Endret 26. april 2006 av johnj

[Oovz]

Jeg er veldig klar over hva han liker så det blir ikke noe problem. Jeg tenkte bare at jeg kunne brainstorme litt med menneskene her før jeg evt begynte med noen dypdykk i sangtekster selv...

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Ooh, jeg kunne gitt deg MYE. Men kan du nevne noen hiphopartister broren din hører på?

 

God ide, forresten.

Endret 26. april 2006 av Oovz

[endrebjo]

Devastatin' Dave - Zip Zap Rap

Knallgod rap/hip-hop.

 

SAY NO! … NO!

SAY NO!... NO!

SAY NO TO DRUGS!(X2)

NO TO DRUGS!(X2)

 

Rip dibby zap, da zip dap du wap,

This is what I call the Zip Zap Rap

Hichichichy be back in a sec,

Zippy zippa zappa gonna spend your whole cheque,

 

Zip dip zap, a zip wit a wabbit,

Zippy dipa wippa got a cocaine habit,

Scooby dooby bip a zip bop blam,

It started with a quarter now it is a gram,

 

Zoom zoom with a scooby doo bop,

Buy yourself into projects you’re tryin to cop,

Rip and a rap I wrote with a rhyme,

I think you better call the cocaine hotline,

 

Zip dippa wip, you call them on the phone,

A zippa dippa wip but yo habit aint gone,

It’s been flip flop days and you haven’t ate,

I could see it in your face you were losin weight

 

Rip rap rop smoking back to back,

Zippa dip wip and you had a heart attack

From playin baseball like Willie Mays,

Had you in that hospital for thirty days,

 

Flip flop flam but now you’re back,

A zippa dippa wip in your new Cadillac,

Hah, chichicha, like choking on a bone,

Zippa rippa rap you gotta leave them drugs alone,

 

KIDS RAP!

 

Don’t be a fool,

Stay in school!

Don’t get high and drive a car,

You will not get very far

 

Well bap boom bam you’ll be up on a pole

You got thirty people pushing but it still won’t roll

And it won’t start either ‘cause the engine is bent

Next month you’ll be crying bout the money you spent

 

Kids against drugs now say it!

 

Don’t be a dope,

Don’t smoke that coke!

We're talkin’ bout cocaine,

Its not good for your brain

 

Zoom zoom boom a zip goes your brain,

You know its only cause you’ve been smokin’ cocaine

 

Ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta talent,

Everybody has it so use it gallant...ly

 

Maybe you’ll get over you will see,

That what I’m saying is really real

Like at the swap meet,

A serious deal...that could change the course of your life

 

It’s a lifetime contract,

Read it with caution,

Check out the small print,

You’ve got three options

 

The first one is to get your money

At the 'spense of someone else’s grief

And you know that all that means good buddy,

Is that you’re a thief

 

Second option is a 9 to 5,

And 5 to 1 or the 1 to 9,

But if you read closely,

You’ll see you’ll be there for a long time

 

The third one is to go for it,

And try to get the crop of the cream,

When you get tired of drivin’,

You just hop in your limousine

 

Ha, a roll on

 

Don’t be no fool,

Drugs ain’t cool!

For me or you,

You know that this is true

 

A rip rap rollin’ with the pretty girls,

Zip da wip dippy with your fresh new curls,

Gooby doop bam a zoom zip wap,

Everybody to the beat let me hear a loud clap

 

Zip zap zoom a bop to the beat,

All the little frits put the boogie in your feet

 

Kids against drugs let me hear you gettin’ down,

While the rhythm of the boogie bass rocks the ground

 

(retarded breathing solo)

 

(children screaming for joy) PARTY OVER HERE!

 

DON’T BE NO FOOL!

STAY IN SCHOOL!

DON’T BE A HYPE!

DON’T SMOKE THAT PIPE!

DON’T BE NO FOOL!

STAY IN SCHOOL!

YOU PEOPLE KNOW THE DEAL!

COCAINE DOES MAKE YOU KEEL!

 

Hard times, y’all are getting harder,

Cash money is the only solution,

You gotta get hip to the system trip,

Become a soldier in the proper revolution,

 

Do it now baby, ‘cause when you drop the bomb,

There won’t be nowhere for you to run,

Try to spend you last cash then you see a big flash and it’s

5 4 3 2 1

(fade out to sounds of children screaming)

 

[Oovz]

Ok, jeg slenger ut noe. Hadde vært mye enklere om jeg hadde kjent fyren, og hvor i talen du vil legge inn sitatene.

 

Common - Be (Intro)

 

 

I want to be as free as the spirits of those who left

I'm talking Malcom, Coltrane, my man Yusef

Through death grew conception

New breath and resurrection

For moms, new steps in her direction

In the right way

Told inside is where the fight lay

And everything a nigga do may not be what he might say

Chicago nights stay, stay on the mind

But I write many lives and lay on these lines

Wave the signs of the times

Many say the grind's on the mind

Shorties blunted-eyed and everyone wanna rhyme

Bush pushing lies, killers immortalized

We got arms but won't reach for the skies

Waiting for the Lord to rise

I looked into my daughter's eyes

And realize that I'ma learn through her

The Messiah, might even return through her

If I'ma do it, I gotta change the world through her

Furs and a Benz, gramps wantin 'em

Demons and old friends, pops they hauntin' him

The chosen one from the land of the frozen sun

When drunk nights get remembered more than sober ones

Walk like warriors, we were never told to run

Explored the world to return to where my soul begun

Never looking back or too far in front of me

The present is a gift

and I just wanna BE

 

 

Common - It's your World pt. 1

 

 

Be found among the truth, lost tribe

Be at full strength when walking through the valley

Be not foolish as tender 18 of the mountain tops

Be a brilliant soul, sparklin in the galaxy while walkin on earth

Be loved by God as much as God loved Ghandi and Martin Luther King

Be that last one of 144,000, be the resident of that twelfth house

Be....eternal!

 

 

2pac - Changes

 

I got love for my brother but we can never go nowhere

unless we share with each other

We gotta start makin' changes

learn to see me as a brother instead of 2 distant strangers

and that's how it's supposed to be

How can the Devil take a brother if he's close to me?

I'd love to go back to when we played as kids

but things changed, and that's the way it is

 

 

Håper du kan bruke noe av dette

[Søppelsveitt]

God ide ja

En ting jeg tenkte på var følgende;

Hvis sitatet skal gi noe mening/ bli forstått av andre enn konfirmanten selv, er det vel en stor fordel om det er på Norsk? Med tanke på spesielt rap/hip-hop, der det er mye slang i tekstene, kan det bli litt uforståelig.

 

Hvis vi får vite noe mer om favorittene i f.eks hip-hop, og evt politisk syn/ holdninger til vedkommende?

[Stavmikser]

fremmed rase - råne?

 

Vers 1: [Kapabel]

 

har du lyst på kuka?

det e bare å kakk på ruta

æ har lcd skjerm inni nakkeputa

rokke porno på devis og sætt stemninga

så fitta føle sæ hjem og slæpp hemninga

for daman vi har oss med dem e bare ungan

og dem går på rundgang og får sæ en fuktig omgang

pels på knaggen og bila går på tomgang

smøre rakarøret mitt i heftig omfang

og når æ først har fått napp har itj dem tenkt sæ nån plass

såpass som sagt drar fram ei flaske konjakk

og skjenke dem dritings dem ronke mæ shitings

etter donken med spritings må si det bli fitta

det går fort i svingan når biimern e chippa

bare bli med med kikkan ikke sitt der å stur

du vet æ rååne og det bli litt av en tur

 

Refreng: [Kapabel & Ordførern]

 

det bli dugg på rutan, ligg på gutan

bugg på sætan og sæd på putan,

e du blond berusa med blondetrusa,

treff vi bånn i kusa med ei hånd i musa [x2]

 

Vers 2: [Ordførern]

 

itjnå tvil hele fylket kjem te å hør oss

lensmann vil ta oss, men kan itj rør oss

vi fær te røros, finn oss en rødruss

som vi har på lur og som vi tar på tur

rulle ned gata med nedrulla ruta

bassen pumpe for fulle kluta

æ e kaptein, opel record e skuta

kjøre bare rundt i ring og følge ruta

megge, du digge anlegget

det slår som ei slegge

sett dæ inn så fær vi å drægge

æ har feite felga, folk stoppe å kikke

guttan måpe og nikke, daman håpe på pikken

det e itjnå som e ber einn ei tom å mørk gate

vi parkere her og så sett vi oss og prate

det e så varmt inn her!

men æ må ha på varmeapparatet

så få av dæ nå klær, du veit ka som ska te!

 

Mellomspill: [Kapabel]

 

dama, vi prøve oss på all slags

har dæm typa spille vi knall barsk

nånn ganga ende de opp me ball spark

så vi ligg på bakken å gulpe kald karsk [x2]

 

Refreng: [x2]

 

Vers 3: [Mc Apekatt]

 

rulle ned stripa, fy faen æ e god

bila mi, en avansert form for sfo,

fram med vaselinboksen, kjøre uten sæla,

e itj voksen, før du har blitt pult i ræva.

æ veit at folk si "ka e det med 'n?",

hold kjeft æ driv å kikke etter bcg'en.

veit æ slikke den uutvikla klitta mann,

og så sprike den uinnvikla fitta sant,

ka ei jomfruhinne e? øh, æ har det på tunga,

e nok det som ligg igjen i buksa te unga,

æ bli fukta med tunga, ikke for å vær slæm,

gi mæ en klæm, å kjør dæ hjæm, kan du bare glæm, hvis itj æ kjæm.

bynne å bli rød i toppen, ska du ta av dæ toppen,

har jo på formy klær, men ka E det her,

ut av bila mi snuppa, bynt å utvikla puppa,

hvis det her kjæm ut så bli æ kasta ut av gruppa.

 

Refreng: [x2]

Endret 26. april 2006 av Stavmikser

[Döden]

Ænema: «Fuck all those gun-toting Hip gangster wannabes. Learn to swim. Fuck retro anything. Fuck your tattoos. Fuck all you junkies and Fuck your short memory. Learn to swim. Fuck smiley glad-hands With hidden agendas. Fuck these dysfunctional, Insecure actresses. Learn to swim. Cuz I'm praying for rain and I'm praying for tidal waves I wanna see the ground give way.»

 

Help: «Help me if you can, I’m feeling down, And I do appreciate you being round. Help me, get my feet back on the ground, Won’t you please, please help me.

 

And now my life has changed in oh so many ways, My independence seems to vanish in the haze. But every now and then I feel so insecure, I know that I just need you like I’ve never done before.»

[Nonsens]

fremmed rase - råne?

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Da synes jeg han bør kjøre videoen (som faktisk er virkelig proff i norsk sammenheng) på storskjerm samtidig

[Gjest Slettet-Axby2kEH]

Dæven så flinke dere har vært da Jo mer jeg får jo bedre er det.... Men jeg tror jeg dropper råne, selv om sangen i seg selv er ganske artig

[Deadringer]

Noe romatisk sikkel fra Killswitch Engage kanskje?

 

 

 

Seek me

Call me

I’ll be waiting

 

This distance

This dissolution

I cling to memories while falling

Sleep brings release

And the hope of a new day

Waking the misery of being without you

 

Surrender, I give in

Another moment is another eternity

 

(Seek me) For comfort

(Call me) For solace

(I’ll be waiting) For the end of my broken heart

(Seek me) Completion

(Call me) I’ll be waiting

(I’ll be waiting) For the end of my broken heart

 

You know me

You know me all too well

My only desire to bridge our division

 

In sorrow I speak your name

And my voice mirrors

Mirrors my torment

 

(Seek me) For comfort

(Call me) For solace

(I’ll be waiting) For the end of my broken heart

(Seek me) Completion

(Call me) I’ll be waiting

(I’ll be waiting) For the end of my broken heart

 

Am I breathing?

My strength fails me

Your picture a bitter memory

 

For comfort

For solace

 

(Seek me) For comfort

(Call me) For solace

(I’ll be waiting) For the end of my broken heart

 

 

[Πεισιθάνατος]

Kanskje noe av Windir? Dance Of Mortal Lust er jo litt erotisk.

 

 

 

Windir - Dance Of Mortal Lust

 

Mistress of beauty come dance with me

Let your soul into my obscurity

Walk with me through the fields of fire

I will fulfil your utter desire

Feel the passion, enjoy the thrill

Release the fear, follow your will

Come to me and confide your trust

Join me in this dance of mortal lust

 

A veil of darkness cloth the mountains

The sun demises in red reflections

I look at you with lustful intentions

As my heart pounds with beastly affections

The chill of night don't make us cold

We embrace each other so intense

We walk through nocturnal landscape

And inhale this diabolic ambience

 

This world belong to us

This is our paradise

This world belong to us

This is where weakness demise

 

All the fantasies of my wicked mind

All the secrets locked up inside

Will find their way and bloom at night

When you come with me to my forbidden site

Come take my hand and walk with me

Let me show you our infinity

Where lust burns and the beast awakes

Let me guide you to my diabolical self

 

This world belong to us

This lustful disguise

This world belong to us

This is where evil arise

 

How does it feel to lose control?

How does it feel as I steel your soul?

How does it feel as I make you undress?

How does it feel as I ravage your flesh?

 

An empty expression as your face turns blue

Your beauty has paled now that I am through with you

Your screams are silent, your prayers won't be heard

The circle is complete as you become dirt.

 

 

Edit: Jeg fikset noen feil i teksten, men jeg garanterer ikke at den er helt feilfri.

Endret 27. april 2006 av -Knuð

[Deadringer]

Stemmer for denne jeg:

 

 

 

Annihilate!

The commotion breeding the perverse

For bloodbath is on your doorstep

A mass impending threat

The perfection of religion

Becoming our death

 

Do not respond blindly

To growing gardens in decay

Stand guard when visitors fall silent

Blow the candles out, end the road here

 

No solace will be found

Within elements of the tribe

When covered with filth from all sides

Compassion will fail

 

Their promises are honored

In a mind controlled state

The absence of reality, reason and logic

Prove failure of faith

 

Enriched by the presence of it’s clarity

Darkness descends, everyone dies

 

For wisdom aligns in our favor

Illuminated before our eyes

 

Uncover!

A new beginning, the inevitable dawn

Justice will be given where justice is due

And guide the righteous ones

Back to the final resting ground

To perceive the truly hellbound

 

Demonstrate superiority

A grand gesture of liberation need no judge or jury

Demons rate inferiority

Scatter the remains of the prey

 

 

 

Lepers Among Us =-)

 

edit:

At jeg ikke tenkte på det før:

 

 

 

No escape from your fate

Destined to be mine

Every night I wait to see

In the night, watching

Stalking your every move

I know when you're alone

All alone

 

Tied tight to the bed

Legs spread open

Bruised flesh, lacerations

Skin stained with blood

I'm the only one you love

I feel her heart beating

My knife deep inside

Her crotch is bleeding

 

She liked the way it felt inside her

Fucking her, harder, harder

 

She liked the way it felt inside her

Fucking her, harder, harder

 

Stick it in

Rip the skin

Carve and twist

Torn flesh

From behind

I cut her crotch

In her ass

I stuck my cock

Killing as I cum

 

 

 

Eller

 

 

 

Swollen with liquid

Ready to burst

A load of my lymph

Will quench this dead body's thirst

One month in the grave

twisted and half decayed

She turned a putrid yellow

I pissed in her maggot filled asshole

 

Fucking the rotting

My semen is bleeding

The smell of decay

Seeps from her genital cavity

 

The smell was unbearable As I unburied her

I cum blood from my erection

I feel it run

down her throat, swallow

 

Eyes glassy and vacant

body dug up to play with

Skin greasy and naked

tounguing her rotted anus

 

I need a live woman

to fill with my fluid

A delicate girl, to mutilate, fuck and kill

her body exceptional

she thought I was normal

but I wanted more

 

I came blood inside of her

chocking on the clot

gagging on my snot

gushing blood, from her mouth

bloody gel leaking out

Body buried in a shallow grave

Unmarked for none to find

The sickness I have left behind

Undetected go my crimes

The greatest thrill of my life

was hacking my hard cock with a knife

 

Violent, climax Serging serum

on my skin

 

Back from the dead

I am resurrected

to spew, putrification

 

 

 

edit2:

Og helt seriøst. Hvilke band liker broren din? Lettere å finne noe om vi det det?

Endret 27. april 2006 av -Nyhus-

[Kakofoni]

Nå får folket gi seg. Verden har skjønt vitsen, nå.

 

Si hvilke band han hører på, da, kjære trådstarter.

[hylo]

Skal du ta noen utdrag, kan jeg komme med forslag. Hoho, det rimte.

 

 

Fuck youuuuuuu!

 

I can't say what I want to,

even if I'm not serious.

I can't say what I want to,

even if I'm not serious.

Things like....

Fuck yourself, fuck Yourself,

you piece of shit, why don't you just go, kill yourself!

I said,

I can't say what I want to, even if I'm not serious.

I can't say what I want to, even if I'm just kiddiiiiingg!

 

People tell me what to say,

what to think, and what to play.

I said, people tell me what to say,

what to think, and what to play.

Things like.... Fuck yourself

fuck Yourself,

you piece of shit, why don't you just go kill yourself?

I said, I can't say what I want to, even if I'm not serious.

I can't say what I want to, even if, I'm just kiddiiiiingg.

 

Fuck yourself,

Fuck yourself,

you piece of shit,

why don't you go fuck yourseeeeeeeelf?

 

People tell me what to say,

what to think, and what to play.

I said, people tell me what to say,

what to think, and what to playyyy!

 

Just Kidding

 

 

 

Eye on the TV

'cause tragedy thrills me

Whatever flavour

It happens to be like;

Killed by the husband

Drowned by the ocean

Shot by his own son

She used the poison in his tea

And kissed him goodbye

That's my kinda story

It's no fun 'til someone dies

 

Don't look at me like

I am a monster

Frown out your one face

But with the other

Stare like a junkie

Into the tv

Stare like a zombie

While the mother

Holds her child

Watches him die

Hands to the sky crying

Why, oh why?

'cause i need to watch things die

From a distance

 

Vicariously i, live while the whole world dies

You all need it too, don't lie

 

Why can't we just admit it?

Why can't we just admit it?

 

We won't give pause until the blood is flowing

Neither the brave nor bold

The writers of stories sold

We won't give pause until the blood is flowing

 

I need to watch things die

From a good safe distance

 

Vicariously i, live while the whole world dies

You all feel the same so

Why can't we just admit it?

 

Blood like rain come down

Drawn on grave and ground

 

Part vampire

Part warrior

Carnivore and voyeur

Stare at the transmitter

Sing to the death rattle

 

La, la, la, la, la, la, la-lie

 

Incredulous at best your desire to believe in

Angels in the hearts of men

Pull your head on out

Your head believes it give a listen

Shouldn't have to say it all again

The universe is hostile

So impersonal

Devour to survive, so it is

So it's always been

 

We all feed on tragedy

It's like bood to a vampire

 

Vicariously i, live while the whole world dies

Much better you than I

 

 

Tool har mange gode tekster. Her finner du de fleste.

 

Kan jo evetuelt trekke inn Rage Against the Machine

 

 

UGH!

 

The movie ran through me

The glamour subdue me

The tabloid untie me

I'm empty please fill me

Mister anchor assure me

That Baghdad is burning

Your voice it is so soothing

That cunning mantra of killing

I need you my witness

To dress this up so bloodless

To numb me and purge me now

Of thoughts of blaming you

Yes the car is our wheelchair

My witness your coughing

Oily silence mocks the legless

Ones who travel now in coffins

On the corner

The jury's sleepless

We found your weakness

And it's right outside our door

Now testify

 

Now testify

It's right outside our door

Now testify

Yes testify

It's right outside our door

 

With precision you feed me

My witness I'm hungry

Your temple it calms me

So I can carry on

My slaving sweating the skin right off my bones

On a bed of fire I'm choking on the smoke that fills my home

The wrecking ball rushing

Witness your blushing

The pipeline is gushing

While here we lie in tombs

While on the corner

The jury's sleepless

We found your weakness

And it's right outside your door

Now testify

Yeah testify

It's right outside our door

Now testify

Now testify

It's right outside our door

 

Mass graves for the pump and the price is set

Mass graves for the pump and the price is set

Mass graves for the pump and the price is set

Mass graves for the pump and the price is set

 

Who controls the past now controls the future

Who controls the present now controls the past

Who controls the past now controls the future

Who controls the present now?

 

Now testify

Testify

It's right outside our door

Now testify

Testify

It's right outside our door

 

 

Eventuelt denne:

 

 

 

Maynard:

Living on the street shores

He didn't learn and wanted children

Said, "What is there left to stay alive for?"

He doesn't wanna see it..

 

Maynard:

He didn't wanna deal with it

Here they come, feelings that come as natural

Whatever left, he considered a loss, y'all

He doesn't wanna see it...

 

Maynard:

Running away, getting some kinda cure

"What is there left to keep him alive?" she said

Give him your love, give him your love to save him

Give him your love, give him your love to save him

 

Maynard:

Give him your love, give him your love to save him

Don't run away, give him your love to save him

Give him your love, give him your love to save him

Give him your love...

 

Zack 2x:

You can kill the revolutionary

But you can't kill the revolution

 

Zack & Maynard 2x:

You can kill the revolutionary

But you can't kill the revolution

 

Zack:

Lies, negative indoctrination of our good selves

Promote feelings of such hopelessness, powerlessness

Suicide or a slower death from addiction

seemed to be the only way to stop the pain

 

Maynard:

Running...

 

Zack:

Lies, negative indoctrination of our good selves

Promote feelings of such hopelessness, powerlessness Suicide or a slower death from addiction

seemed to be the only way to stop the pain

 

Zack:

Suicide seemed to be the only way to stop the pain

Suicide seemed to be the only way to stop the pain

 

Zack 2x:

You can kill the revolutionary

But you can't kill the revolution

 

Zack & Maynard 4x:

You can kill the revolutionary

But you can't kill the revolution

 

 

Her har du litt, Kristin.

 

Håper det ordner seg.

[Gjest Slettet-Axby2kEH]

Skalvisjååå

 

Fyren hører på veldig mye rart egentlig, en merkelig sammensatt musikksmak om jeg får si det selv... De bandene/artistene jeg kommer på han liker sånn helt i farten

 

The Clash

Pink Floyd

Ramones

Kanye West

Jay-Z

AC/DC

Metallica

Iron Maiden

Aerosmith

Common

The Dandy Warhols

Johnny Cash

The Kinks

Nas

Morrisey

Guns n' Roses

Mötley Crüe

 

Veldig mye blandet mao. Listen er ikke spesielt komplett fordi jeg ikke har FULL kontroll over hva han hører på men vet i hvertfall at han liker artistene overfor... Og hvis jeg skal finne sitater til en rituell ofring av noen jomfruer på et forblåst fjell, så har jeg det også nå takk.

 

Edit: og den sunscreen-greien skal nå trykkes på baksiden av "heftet" vi skal gi alle... så det blir brukt uansett, det passet helt midt i blinken.

Endret 27. april 2006 av Slettet-Axby2kEH

[Deadringer]

Iron Maiden - Running Free

 

 

 

Just sixteen, a pickup truck

Out of money, out of luck

I've got nowhere to call my own,

Hit the gas, and here I go

 

I'm running free, yeah

I'm running free

I'm running free, yeah

Oh, I'm running free

 

Spent the night in an L.A jail

Listenen'd to the sirens wail

They ain't got a thing on me

I'm running wild, I'm running free

 

I'm running free, yeah

I'm running free

I'm running free, yeah

Oh, I'm running free

 

Pulled her at the Bottle Top

Whiskey, dancing, disco hop

Now all the boys are after me,

And that's the way it's gonna be

 

 

 

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