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    CBC Senator XXL
    • 02.04.2007
    • 775
    • Semberija

    #31
    A sad malo opet u birtiju...

    Dobrivoje Topalovic - Crno vino

    Daj mi da pijem, nocas tugo
    ne pitaj gde sam, i s kim bio
    nalij mi samo crno vino
    odavno nisam pijan bio...

    Crno vino, crne oci,
    sve je crno oko mene,
    tek ponekad njene oci,
    u plamenu zatrepere...

    Oprosti tugo, same teku
    te suze sto sam dugo krio...
    Ne pitaj sta se sa mnom zbilo,
    ne pitaj s kim sam nocas bio...

    Crno vino, crne oci,
    sve je crno oko mene,
    tek ponekad njene oci,
    u plamenu zatrepere...


    Klasika...
    Bezbroj puta me dokrajčila ova pesma...


    A i sledeća:

    Dragan Kojić - Imao sam

    Imao, imao sam
    ljubav jednu
    imao, imao sam
    i zivota vrednu

    Sada imam
    jednu gorku uspomenu
    sada imam
    jednu gorku uspomenu
    i ranu staru

    Imao, imao sam
    vise nemam
    ostala, ostala je
    samo kletva

    Sanjao, sanjao sam
    snove ruzne
    svirajte, svirajte mi
    pesme tuzne...
    155+75=230
    VIVA LA VITA!!!

    Comment

    • Austin
      CBC Senator XXL
      • 03.06.2006
      • 364
      • Novi Sad, 45°15'14.67"N, 19°50'58.96"E

      #32
      Guns of Brixton
      The Clash



      When they kick out your front door
      How you gonna come?
      With your hands on your head
      Or on the trigger of your gun

      When the law break in
      How you gonna go?
      Shot down on the pavement
      Or waiting in death row

      You can crush us
      You can bruise us
      But you'll have to answer to
      Oh, Guns of Brixton

      The money feels good
      And your life you like it well
      But surely your time will come
      As in heaven, as in hell

      You see, he feels like Ivan
      THROWN under the Brixton sun
      His game is called survivin'
      At the end of the harder they come

      You know it means no mercy
      They caught him with a gun
      No need for the Black Maria
      Goodbye to the Brixton sun

      You can crush us
      You can bruise us
      But you'll have to answer to
      Oh-the guns of Brixton

      When they kick out your front door
      How you gonna come?
      With your hands on your head
      Or on the trigger of your gun

      You can crush us
      You can bruise us
      And even shoot us
      But oh- the guns of Brixton

      Shot down on the pavement
      Waiting in death row
      His game was survivin'
      As in heaven as in hell

      You can crush us
      You can bruise us
      But you'll have to answer to
      Oh, the guns of Brixton
      Oh, the guns of Brixton
      Oh, the guns of Brixton
      Oh, the guns of Brixton
      Oh, the guns of Brixton





      Atlantic City
      Bruce Springsteen




      Well they blew up the chicken man in Philly last night now they blew up his
      house too
      Down on the boardwalk they're gettin' ready for a fight gonna see what them
      racket boys can do

      Now there's trouble busin' in from outta state and the D.A. can't get no relief
      Gonna be a rumble out on the promenade and the gamblin' commission's hangin' on
      by the skin of its teeth

      CHORUS
      Well now everything dies baby that's a fact
      But maybe everything that dies someday comes back
      Put your makeup on fix your hair up pretty
      And meet me tonight in Atlantic City

      Well I got a job and tried to put my money away
      But I got debts that no honest man can pay
      So I drew what I had from the Central Trust
      And I bought us two tickets on that Coast City bus

      CHORUS

      Now our luck may have died and our love may be cold but with you forever I'll
      stay
      We're goin' out where the sand's turnin' to gold so put on your stockin's baby
      'cause the night's getting cold
      And everything dies baby that's a fact
      But maybe everything that dies someday comes back

      Now I been lookin' for a job but it's hard to find
      Down here it's just winners and losers and don't get caught on the wrong side of
      that line
      Well I'm tired of comin' out on the losin' end
      So honey last night I met this guy and I'm gonna do a little favor for him
      Well I guess everything dies baby that's a fact
      But maybe everything that dies someday comes back
      Put your hair up nice and set up pretty
      and meet me tonight in Atlantic City
      Meet me tonight in Atlantic Cit
      It floats on fluid

      Comment

      • Dragon
        CBC Senator XXL
        • 15.11.2006
        • 963
        • Beograd

        #33
        Aaaa, Austine, svaka cast...

        valja li ova:

        DRIVE ALL NIGHT
        Bruce Springsteen

        When I lost you honey sometimes I think
        I lost my guts too
        And I wish God would send me a word send me something I'm afraid to lose
        Lying in the heat of the night like prisoners all our lives
        I get shivers down my spine and all
        I wanna do is hold you tight

        I swear I'll drive all night just to buy you some shoes
        And to taste your tender charms
        And I just wanna sleep tonight again in your arms

        Tonight there's fallen angels and they're waiting for us down in the street
        Tonight there's calling strangers, hear them crying in defeat.
        Let them go,
        let them go,
        let them go,
        do their dances of the dead (let'em go right ahead)
        You just dry your eyes girl,
        and c'mon c'mon c'mon let's go to bed,
        baby, baby, baby

        There's machines and there's fire waiting on the edge of town
        They're out there for hire but baby they can't hurt us now
        Cause you've got,
        you've got,
        you've got,
        you've got my love,
        you've got my love
        Through the wind,
        through the rain,
        the snow, the wind,
        the rain
        You've got,
        you've got my,
        my love heart and soul
        Loneliness has followed me my whole life, everywhere. In bars, in cars, sidewalks, stores, everywhere. There's no escape. I'm God's lonely man.

        Comment

        • Darth Nihilus
          CBC Senator XXL
          • 13.04.2005
          • 417
          • Srbija, Paracin

          #34
          Everyday Is Like Sunday Lyrics
          Artist(Band):Morrissey

          Trudging slowly over wet sand
          Back to the bench where your clothes were stolen
          This is the coastal town
          That they forgot to close down
          Armageddon - come Armageddon!
          Come, Armageddon! Come!

          Everyday is like Sunday
          Everyday is silent and grey

          Hide on the promenade
          Etch a postcard :
          "How I Dearly Wish I Was Not Here"
          In the seaside town
          ...that they forgot to bomb
          Come, Come, Come - nuclear bomb

          Everyday is like Sunday
          Everyday is silent and grey

          Trudging back over pebbles and sand
          And a strange dust lands on your hands
          (And on your face...)
          (On your face ...)
          (On your face ...)
          (On your face ...)

          Everyday is like Sunday
          "Win Yourself A Cheap Tray"
          Share some greased tea with me
          Everyday is silent and grey



          Last Night I Dreamt That Somebody Loved Me Lyrics
          Artist(Band):Morrissey

          Last night I dreamt
          That somebody loved me
          No hope, no harm
          Just another false alarm

          Last night I felt
          Real arms around me
          No hope, no harm
          Just another false alarm

          So, tell me how long
          Before the last one ?
          And tell me how long
          Before the right one ?

          The story is old - I KNOW
          But it goes on
          The story is old - I KNOW
          But it goes on

          Oh, GOES ON
          And on
          Oh, goes on
          And on


          DEPECHE MODE lyrics - World In My Eyes

          Let me take you on a trip
          Around the world and back
          And you won't have to move
          You just sit still

          Now let your mind do the walking
          And let my body do the talking
          Let me show you the world in my eyes

          I'll take you to the highest mountain
          To the depths of the deepest sea
          And we won't need a map
          Believe me

          Now let my body do the moving
          And let my hands do the soothing
          Let me show you the world in my eyes

          That's all there is
          Nothing more than you can feel now
          That's all there is

          Let me put you on a ship
          On a long, long trip
          Your lips close to my lips

          All the islands in the ocean
          All the heaven's in motion
          Let me show you the world in my eyes

          That's all there is
          Nothing more than you can touch now
          That's all there is

          Let me show you the world in my eyes



          DEPECHE MODE lyrics - "Home"

          Here is a song
          From the wrong side of town
          Where I'm bound
          To the ground
          By the loneliest sound
          That pounds from within
          And is pinning me down

          Here is a page
          From the emptiest stage
          A cage or the heaviest cross ever made
          A gauge of the deadliest trap ever laid

          And I thank you
          For bringing me here
          For showing me home
          For singing these tears
          Finally I've found
          That I belong here

          The heat and the sickliest
          Sweet smelling sheets
          That cling to the backs of my knees
          And my feet
          But I'm drowning in time
          To a desperate beat

          And I thank you
          For bringing me here
          For showing me home
          For singing these tears
          Finally I've found
          That I belong

          Feels like home
          I should have known
          From my first breath

          God send the only true friend
          I call mine
          Pretend that I'll make amends
          The next time
          Befriend the glorious end of the line

          And I thank you
          For bringing me here
          For showing me home
          For singing these tears
          Finally I've found
          That I belong here
          Do not underestimate the power of the Dark Side

          Comment

          • prolupator
            CBC Senator XXL
            • 02.09.2005
            • 3968
            • Zemun

            #35
            Azra
            Men' se, duso, od tebe ne rastaje...

            Nije vazno odakle sam
            sve dok znades kuda putujem
            deralo me sedam mora
            gorka kora ljute nevolje

            To sto brodi ne mogu da prevale
            covjek umije
            meni se, duso, od tebe ne rastaje

            Tamo gde se vali lome
            ostavljaju prostor otvoren
            ispada se vrlo lako
            no se zato tesko uspinje

            Moj se napor odbija od stijene
            hridi kamene
            meni se, duso, od tebe ne rastaje

            I wouldn�t have believe it
            you move me to poetry you do
            speaking freely anyone who studies us
            from various points of view

            We’ll find that we resemble mildew
            in everything we do
            sorry, baby, it�s the way
            how you treat me, too


            Obrati paznju na poslednju stvar

            Obrati paznju na
            poslednju stvar
            i legni tu kraj mene
            zaboravi na sve sto znas
            opusti se sad
            ne trazi svoje vrijeme

            Refren
            Ja te volim, ja te volim
            volim da ti pogadjam sne
            i ne razumijem zasto te
            smeta, ne mari za to

            Obrati paznju na
            poslednju stvar
            i sjecat ces se dugo
            povuci jos dim
            udahni volju za put
            i uzmi moju ruku

            Refren

            Obrati paznju na
            poslednju stvar
            zadrzi me u sebi
            osjecam da lutam
            kroz terase svijesti
            nesto se u meni dijeli



            Dakleeeee, umirem !!!!!
            OPEL KLUB SRBIJA - http://www.opelclub.rs - dođi, vidi ...

            prolupator.mojblog.rs

            Comment

            • Ivvan
              Moderator
              • 29.09.2004
              • 1574
              • Nis
              • SAAB 9000

              #36
              Cannonball Run

              What do you say when you write with no words?
              (feeling)
              Feel a song that's never been heard?
              (sing it)
              How do know if you did it all?
              (answer)
              What do you do when you've done it all?
              (ball)

              [Bridge]Cannonball (cannonball)
              Cannonball (cannonball)
              Cannonball

              [Chorus]It's not what you do
              It's how you do it.

              Be anything you want to be
              It's not what you got
              It's how you use it

              You be you
              And I'll be me
              It's just a matter of style
              You can fake it
              Mile after mile
              Feeling free
              If you got the soul
              you can make it
              Move-em out (move 'em out)
              Let 'em roll (let 'em roll)
              From sea to shining sea
              Ball (ball)
              Cannonball (cannonball)

              What do you do if a mountain is there?
              (move it)
              How do you answer to a challenge in today?
              (take it)
              When your back's against the wall?
              (fake it)
              What do you do when you've done it all?
              (ball)

              [Bridge]
              [Chorus]

              Cannonball! (cannonball-cannonball)


              Turbos make torque,and torque makes fun

              Comment

              • HEMI 426
                CBC Senator XXL
                • 23.12.2005
                • 1833
                • Novi Sad -United States of Liman

                #37
                Respect za Ivvana i Austina ( Guns of Brixton )
                ali evo malo prave pimp muzike...



                Rolling Stones - Brown Sugar



                Gold coast slave ship bound for cotton fields,
                Sold in a market down in new orleans.
                Scarred old slaver know hes doin alright.
                Hear him whip the women just around midnight.
                Ah brown sugar how come you taste so good
                (a-ha) brown sugar, just like a young girl should
                A-huh.

                Drums beating, cold english blood runs hot,
                Lady of the house wondrin where its gonna stop.
                House boy knows that hes doin alright.
                You should a heard him just around midnight.
                Ah brown sugar how come you taste so good
                (a-ha) brown sugar, just like a black girl should
                A-huh.

                I bet your mama was a tent show queen, and all her boy
                Friends were sweet sixteen.
                Im no schoolboy but I know what I like,
                You should have heard me just around midnight.

                Ah brown sugar how come you taste so good
                (a-ha) brown sugar, just like a young girl should.

                I said yeah, I said yeah, I said yeah, I said
                Oh just like a, just like a black girl should.

                I said yeah, I said yeah, I said yeah, I said
                Oh just like, just like a black girl should.






                Comment

                • mirdza
                  CBC Senator XXL
                  • 14.03.2005
                  • 2437
                  • Katowice (PL) / Banja Luka
                  • AGP / W126

                  #38
                  EKV - Par godina za nas

                  prijatelj i ja sedimo na klupi
                  gledamo zvezde
                  slusamo vesti sto su upravo stigle
                  kazu da imamo
                  jos samo par godina za nas
                  imali smo igracke i ziveli smo sve
                  sve one igre na srecu
                  one igre za ljude
                  sto je smislio neko
                  pre samo par godina za nas
                  da li znas kako zelim da te nadjem
                  da li znas sta treba da znam
                  voli me kako nikad nisi volela
                  voli me onako kako nikad nisi volela
                  voli me onako kako nikad nisi volela
                  zivimo u pricanju, branimo se, hodamo i slavimo
                  neke bezvezne stvari
                  neke bezvezne price
                  sto je smislio neko
                  u samo par godina za nas
                  nisu dovoljne reci, samo obicne reci
                  da me vrate u zivot
                  nije dovoljan dodir
                  ni da znam da te imam
                  jos samo par godina za nas
                  voli me onako kako nikad nisi volela
                  voli me onako kako nikad nisi volela
                  raste kao nada, kao more, kao govor
                  kao pokret, kao zora, kao dete, kao krv
                  kao zelja medju nama
                  raste kao bol
                  i grize sve pred nasim ocima
                  voli me onako kako nikad nisi volela
                  voli me onako kako nikad nisi volela
                  Zovem se Miroslav i pravim igračke.

                  Comment

                  • HEMI 426
                    CBC Senator XXL
                    • 23.12.2005
                    • 1833
                    • Novi Sad -United States of Liman

                    #39
                    za automobilski forum - automobilska pesma...




                    Beach Boys - 409





                    Shes real fine my 409
                    Shes real fine my 409
                    My 409

                    Well I saved my pennies and I saved my dimes
                    (giddy up giddy up 409)
                    For I knew there would be a time
                    (giddy up giddy up 409)
                    When I would buy a brand new 409
                    (409, 409)
                    Giddy up giddy up giddy up 409
                    (giddy up giddy up 409)
                    Giddy up 409
                    (giddy up giddy up 409)
                    Giddy up 409
                    (giddy up giddy up 409)
                    Giddy up 40...

                    Nothing can catch her
                    Nothing can touch my 409
                    409 ooooo
                    (giddy up giddy up oooo)
                    (giddy up giddy up oooo)
                    (giddy up giddy up oooo)
                    (giddy up giddy up)

                    When I take her to the track she really shines
                    (giddy up giddy up 409)
                    She always turns in the fastest times
                    (giddy up giddy up 409)
                    My four speed dual quad posi-traction 409
                    (409, 409, 409, 409)

                    Giddy up giddy up giddy up 409
                    (giddy up giddy up 409)
                    Giddy up 409
                    (giddy up giddy up 409)
                    Giddy up 409
                    (giddy up giddy up 409)
                    Giddy up 40...

                    Nothing can catch her
                    Nothing can touch my 409
                    (409 409 409 409)
                    Giddy up 409
                    (409 409 409 409)
                    Giddy up 409
                    (409 409 409 409)



                    Comment

                    • JNC
                      CBC Senator XXL
                      • 19.12.2006
                      • 1332
                      • Beograd

                      #40
                      S.O.D.-The Ballad Of Jimi Hendrix

                      He's dead.


                      evo jos jedne od ove znamenite grupe

                      S.O.D. - Diamonds And Rust

                      Diamonds and Rust.

                      Comment

                      • sri98
                        Admin od Trpeze
                        • 24.10.2004
                        • 7262
                        • Republic of Konjarnik
                        • Toyota Corolla E 210

                        #41
                        Depeche Mode

                        "Blasphemous Rumours"


                        Girl of 16
                        Whole life ahead of her
                        Slashed her wrists
                        Bored with life
                        Didn't succeed
                        Thank the lord
                        For small mercies

                        Fighting back the tears
                        Mother reads the note again
                        16 candles burn in her mind
                        She takes the blame
                        It's always the same
                        She goes down on her knees
                        And prays

                        I don't want to start
                        Any blasphemous rumours
                        But I think that God's
                        Got a sick sense of humour
                        And when I die
                        I expect to find Him laughing

                        Girl of 18
                        Fell in love with everything
                        Found new life
                        In Jesus Christ
                        Hit by a car
                        Ended up
                        On a life support machine

                        Summer's day
                        As she passed away
                        Birds were singing
                        In the summer sky
                        Then came the rain
                        And once again
                        A tear fell
                        From her mother's eye

                        AZRA

                        Hladan Kao Led

                        krenuo sam u vienu
                        da pronadjem svoju djevu
                        nisam znao sto da radim
                        isao sam tamo prvi put
                        hladan kao led
                        ubilo me beznadje
                        austrija zamlja teska
                        za hodace sivih cesta
                        klasni mir i takve trice
                        ustajala zabokrecina
                        hladan kao led
                        ubilo be beznadje
                        stara viena dobro ime ima
                        lijepo ime koje znaju svi
                        al djevojke na ulicama nicemu ne vrijede
                        i kriplovi su cesta i svakodnevna stvar
                        rekoh spasi boze osterreich

                        USNE VRELE VISNJE

                        Prijehavsi u Zagreb zadovoljstva svoga rad
                        Na djevojku iz Hrvaca naletio sam tad
                        Strijele mocne ljubavi pomracile mi um
                        A usne vrele visnje nagonile na blud

                        Razmazio sam dragu,dao sam joj sve
                        Kad eno nje na drugome,tu bjes me obuzme
                        Obezvrijdila mi logiku,oskvrnula mi trud
                        Bez milosti me kurva nasukal na sprud

                        Rijec-dvije u hladu borova na hladni vlaski pir
                        Razgovarati sa bludnicom i nije neki cin
                        No ono sto sam nacuo sledilo me svog
                        Tek izdala me mala draga srcu mom

                        Izgubio sam glavu,potegao noz
                        trgo ga za kragnu,isjeko ga svog
                        Vodjen slijepim bezumljem sludila me svog
                        Tek nije kuja zalud draga srcu mom

                        Rijesio da se branim,da objasnim svoj grijeh
                        Darovali mi robiju ,a nade ni za tren
                        Pa iako me proklela,razorila mi dom
                        Jos volim malu bestiju dragu srcu mom

                        Bijelo Dugme
                        Pjesma Mom Mladjem Bratu (iz Nisa U Proljece 78)

                        Grad Nis, Grad Nis
                        Ludvig van... 5 simfonija
                        Kraticom u raj nikad stici
                        Ovako cijepljen protiv rijetkih infekcija
                        Drijema noc
                        Lazljiv mak
                        Spi li smrt
                        U ovaj mahnit sat?
                        U,u,u - sapuce mrak
                        Los dan, kako si
                        Moj mladji brate? Kise do neba
                        Ostacemo sami ti i ja
                        U svijetu kome rod i ne treba
                        Pritisce san
                        Ljepljiv i jak
                        Spi li smrt
                        U ovaj mahnit sat?
                        U,u,u - sapuce mrak
                        Kids in the back seat cause accidents, accidents in the back seat cause kids.

                        Comment

                        • sri98
                          Admin od Trpeze
                          • 24.10.2004
                          • 7262
                          • Republic of Konjarnik
                          • Toyota Corolla E 210

                          #42
                          A sada, nesto sasvim drugacije

                          Rale i Marija Cajic - Nisi znala da te volim

                          Oduvek si meni bila,
                          ono sto su tebi drugi,
                          u meni se ljubav krila,
                          dani su mi bili dugi,
                          dugi bez tebe

                          Nisi znala da te volim,
                          da za tobom dusa vene,
                          i zato te sada molim
                          ne vracaj mi prosle dane
                          ne vracaj mi uspomene
                          i zato te sada molim
                          ne vracaj mi prosle dane
                          ne vracaj mi uspomene

                          Otisla si nisi znala,
                          da zbog tebe neko pati,
                          sad si ljubav drugom dala,
                          moja ceznja da te vrati,
                          da te vrati ne moze

                          Sve tragove proslih dana,
                          ova pesma neka leci,
                          u srcu mi bese rana,
                          al' ne rekoh ti ni reci,
                          Reci ljubavi

                          Halid Beslic - Zlatne strune

                          Od zlatnih struna
                          ljepsa je kosa tvoja
                          od plavog neba
                          veca je ljubav moja

                          Zlatne strune, svirajte mi
                          ovu pjesmu jace
                          sanjao sam kako draga
                          na rastanku place

                          Od plavog mora
                          ljepse su oci tvoje
                          od svega vise
                          volim te srce moje

                          Od pjesme ove
                          ljubav je nasa jaca
                          od zlatnih struna
                          rastanka i placa


                          Gordana Lazarevic - Vidovdan

                          Vidovdan
                          u nebo gledam
                          prolaze vekovi
                          secanja davnih
                          jedini lekovi

                          Kud god da krenem
                          tebi se vracam ponovo
                          ko da mi otme
                          iz moje duse Kosovo

                          Vidovdan
                          k'o vecni plamen
                          u nasim srcima
                          kosovskog boja
                          ostaje istina

                          Vidovdan
                          oprosti Boze
                          sve nase grehove
                          junastvom daruj
                          kceri i sinove
                          Kids in the back seat cause accidents, accidents in the back seat cause kids.

                          Comment

                          • Alfacrazy
                            CBC Veteran
                            • 21.01.2005
                            • 125
                            • Kragujevac

                            #43
                            AC/DC - Highway To Hell

                            Living easy, living free
                            Season ticket on a one-way ride
                            Asking nothing, leave me be
                            Taking everything in my stride
                            Don't need reason, don't need rhyme
                            Ain't nothing I would rather do
                            Going down, party time
                            My friends are gonna be there too

                            I'm on the highway to hell

                            No stop signs, speed limit
                            Nobody's gonna slow me down
                            Like a wheel, gonna spin it
                            Nobody's gonna mess me round
                            Hey Satan, paid my dues
                            Playing in a rocking band
                            Hey Momma, look at me
                            I'm on my way to the promised land

                            I'm on the highway to hell
                            (Don't stop me)

                            And I'm going down, all the way down
                            I'm on the highway to hell

                            AC/DC - You Shook Me All Night Long

                            She was a fast machine
                            She kept her motor clean
                            She was the best damn woman I had ever seen
                            She had the sightless eyes
                            Telling me no lies
                            Knockin' me out with those American thighs
                            Taking more than her share
                            Had me fighting for air
                            She told me to come but I was already there

                            'Cause the walls start shaking
                            The earth was quaking
                            My mind was aching
                            And we were making it and you -

                            CHORUS:
                            Shook me all night long
                            Yeah you shook me all night long

                            Working double time
                            On the seduction line
                            She was one of a kind, she's just mine all mine
                            She wanted no applause
                            Just another course
                            Made a meal out of me and came back for more
                            Had to cool me down
                            To take another round
                            Now I'm back in the ring to take another swing

                            'Cause the walls were shaking
                            The earth was quaking
                            My mind was aching
                            And we were making it and you -

                            CHORUS

                            And knocked me out and then you
                            Shook me all night long
                            You had me shakin' and you
                            Shook me all night long
                            Yeah you shook me
                            Well you took me

                            You reall took me and you
                            Shook me all night long
                            Ooooh you
                            Shook me all night long
                            Yeah, yeah, you
                            Shook me all night long

                            Your really took me and you
                            Yeah you shook me, yeah you shook me
                            All night long

                            Bruce Springsteen - Thunder Road
                            (written by: Bruce Springsteen)


                            From the album "Born To Run"

                            The screen door slams, Mary's dress waves
                            Like a vision she dances across the porch as the radio plays
                            Roy Orbison singing for the lonely
                            Hey, that's me and I want you only
                            Don't turn me home again, I just can't face myself alone again
                            Don't run back inside, darling, you know just what I'm here for
                            So you're scared and you're thinking that maybe we ain't that young anymore
                            Show a little faith, there's magic in the night
                            You ain't a beauty but, hey, you're alright
                            Oh, and that's alright with me

                            You can hide 'neath your covers and study your pain
                            Make crosses from your lovers, throw roses in the rain
                            Waste your summer praying in vain
                            For a savior to rise from these streets
                            Well now, I ain't no hero, that's understood
                            All the redemption I can offer, girl, is beneath this dirty hood
                            With a chance to make it good somehow
                            Hey, what else can we do now?
                            Except roll down the window and let the wind blow back your hair
                            Well, the night's busting open, these two lanes will take us anywhere
                            We got one last chance to make it real
                            To trade in these wings on some wheels
                            Climb in back, heaven's waiting on down the tracks

                            Oh oh, come take my hand
                            We're riding out tonight to case the promised land
                            Oh oh oh oh, Thunder Road
                            Oh, Thunder Road, oh, Thunder Road
                            Lying out there like a killer in the sun
                            Hey, I know it's late, we can make it if we run
                            Oh oh oh oh, Thunder Road
                            Sit tight, take hold, Thunder Road

                            Well, I got this guitar and I learned how to make it talk
                            And my car's out back if you're ready to take that long walk
                            From your front porch to my front seat
                            The door's open but the ride ain't free
                            And I know you're lonely for words that I ain't spoken
                            But tonight we'll be free, all the promises'll be broken

                            There were ghosts in the eyes of all the boys you sent away
                            They haunt this dusty beach road in the skeleton frames of burned-out Chevrolets
                            They scream your name at night in the street
                            Your graduation gown lies in rags at their feet
                            And in the lonely cool before dawn
                            You hear their engines rolling on
                            But when you get to the porch, they're gone on the wind
                            So Mary, climb in
                            It's a town full of losers, I'm pulling out of here to win

                            John Lennon - Working Class Hero
                            (written by: John Lennon)


                            As soon as you're born they make you feel small
                            By giving you no time instead of it all
                            Till the pain is so big you feel nothing at all
                            A working class hero is something to be

                            They hurt you at home and they hit you at school
                            They hate you if you're clever and they despise a fool
                            Till you're so fucking crazy you can't follow their rules
                            A working class hero is something to be

                            When they've tortured and scared you for twenty-odd years
                            Then they expect you to pick a career
                            When you can't really function you're so full of fear
                            A working class hero is something to be

                            Keep you doped with religion and sex and TV
                            And you think you're so clever and classless and free
                            But you're still fucking peasants as far as I can see
                            A working class hero is something to be

                            There's room at the top they're telling you still
                            But first you must learn how to smile as you kill
                            If you want to be like the folks on the hill
                            A working class hero is something to be
                            If you want to be a hero well just follow me

                            Led Zeppelin - Babe I'm Gonna Leave You


                            Babe baby baby I'm Gonna Leave You.
                            I said baby you know I'm gonna leave you.
                            I'll leave you when the summertime
                            Leave you when the summer comes a rollin'
                            Leave you when the summer comes along.
                            Baby baby I don't wanna leave you
                            I ain't jokin' woman I got to ramble.
                            Oh yeah baby baby I believin'
                            We really got to ramble.
                            I can hear it callin' me the way it used to do
                            I can hear it callin' me back home!
                            Babe...I'm gonna leave you
                            Oh, baby, you know, I've really got to leave you
                            Oh I can hear it callin 'me
                            I said don't you hear it callin' me the way it used to do?
                            Ohhh
                            I know, I know
                            I know I never never never gonna leave your babe
                            But I got to go away from this place,
                            I've got to quit you, yeah
                            Ooh, baby...
                            Baby, ooh don't you hear it callin' me?
                            Woman, woman, I know, I know
                            It feels good to have you back again
                            And I know that one day baby, it's really gonna grow, yes it is.
                            We gonna go walkin' through the park every day.
                            Come what may, every day
                            Oooh, mama baby
                            I'm gonna leave you--go away
                            It was really, really good.
                            You made me happy every single day.
                            But now!
                            I've got to go away!
                            Baby, baby, baby, baby
                            That's when it's callin' me
                            I said that's when it's callin' me back home...

                            Van Morrison - Snow In San Anselmo

                            (written by: Morrison)


                            Snow in San Anselmo
                            The deer cross by the lights
                            The mission down in old San Rafael
                            A madman looking for a fight
                            A madman looking for a fight

                            The massage parlor's open
                            The clientele come and they go
                            The classic music station
                            Plays in the background soft and low
                            Plays in the background soft and low

                            The silence round the cascades
                            The ice crisp and clear
                            The beginning of the opera
                            Seem to suddenly appear
                            Seem to suddenly appear

                            The pancake house is always crowded
                            Open 24 hours of every day
                            And if you suffer from insomnia
                            You can speed your time away
                            You can speed your time away

                            Snow in San Anselmo
                            My waitress my waitress my waitress
                            Said it was coming down
                            Said it hadn't happened in over 30 years
                            But it was laying on the ground

                            Van Morrison - Crazy Love
                            (written by: Morrison)

                            From the album "Moondance"

                            I can hear her heart beat for a thousand miles
                            And the heavens open every time she smiles
                            And when I come to her that's where I belong
                            Yet I'm running to her like a river's song

                            Chorus:
                            She give me love, love, love, love, crazy love
                            She give me love, love, love, love, crazy love

                            She's got a fine sense of humor when I'm feeling low down
                            And when I come to her when the sun goes down
                            Take away my trouble, take away my grief
                            Take away my heartache, in the night like a thief

                            [Chorus]

                            Yes I need her in the daytime
                            Yes I need her in the night
                            Yes I want to throw my arms around her
                            Kiss her hug her kiss her hug her tight

                            And when I'm returning from so far away
                            She gives me some sweet lovin' brighten up my day
                            Yes it makes me righteous, yes it makes me feel whole
                            Yes it makes me mellow down in to my soul

                            [Chorus]

                            Ovo je samo kraci izbor, naravno
                            When Henry Ford saw an Alfa go by he used to lift his hat in salute, so should BMW owners!!!

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                            • Bane_Saabijach
                              CBC Veteran
                              • 08.08.2007
                              • 108
                              • Veliki Popovich

                              #44
                              Crematory- Why?

                              Abandoned, without a word
                              Trust, broken without hope
                              Accused, seen as a loser
                              Punished, the heart broken

                              I recall your smile - I recall your smile
                              Endearing, the way you caressed me -
                              Blazing, an endless sea of light

                              Demolish, every thing once built
                              Shattered, the escape from the unknown
                              Wounded, affected till eternity
                              Lost, what you once possessed

                              I recall your smile - I recall your smile
                              Endearing, the way you caressed me -
                              Blazing, an endless sea of light

                              Without reason -Tell me why? Without words-
                              Tell me why?
                              Without desire - Tell me why? Without sorrow-
                              Tell me why?

                              Raped, by your own time
                              Pensive, loneliness remains
                              Expecting the inner sense
                              Fading, your voice dies away
                              I recall your smile - I recall your smile
                              Endearing, the way you caressed me -
                              Blazing, an endless sea of light

                              Without reason-Tell me why? Without words-
                              Tell me why?
                              Without desire- Tell me why? Without sorrow-
                              Tell me why?

                              Tell me Why? Tell me Why?

                              Endearing, the way you caressed me -
                              Blazing, an endless sea of light

                              Without reason-Tell me why? Without words-
                              Tell me why?
                              Without desire- Tell me why? Without sorrow-
                              Tell me why?

                              Comment

                              • Dragon
                                CBC Senator XXL
                                • 15.11.2006
                                • 963
                                • Beograd

                                #45
                                @Alfafan

                                Thunder Road - najbolja pesma svih vremena.
                                Loneliness has followed me my whole life, everywhere. In bars, in cars, sidewalks, stores, everywhere. There's no escape. I'm God's lonely man.

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