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| SoPhIa* | Feb 14 2007, 12:08 AM Post #136 |
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A voice in your earpiece
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Si es demaciodo genial y el video tan :luv: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z2OpNoT8rbk chrissy declaro que llego a odiar tanto ese tema que una vez pidio que lo sacaran en un local donde lo estaban pasando o algo asi :blink: Anyway I love chrissy la mejor voz para mi :luv: A mi siempre me gusto Kid aunque no es *LA LETRA* pero es linda no se, es pop: KID WHAT CHANGED YOUR MOOD YOU'VE GONE ALL SAD SO I FEEL SAD TOO I THINK I KNOW SOME THINGS WE NEVER OUTGROW YOU THINK IT'S WRONG I CAN TELL YOU DO HOW CAN I EXPLAIN WHEN YOU DON'T WANT ME TO KID MY ONLY KID YOU LOOK SO SMALL YOU'VE GONE SO QUIET I KNOW YOU KNOW WHAT I'M ABOUT I WON'T DENY IT BUT YOU FORGIVE THOUGH YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND YOU'VE TURNED YOUR HEAD YOU'VE DROPPED BY HAND ALL MY SORROW, ALL MY BLUES ALL MY SORROW SHUT THE LIGHT, GO AWAY FULL OF GRACE, YOU COVER YOUR FACE KID GRACIOUS KID YOUR EYES ARE BLUE BUT YOU WON'T CRY I KNOW ANGRY TEARS ARE TOO DEAR YOU WON'T LET THEM GO |
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| Lulú | Feb 14 2007, 12:53 PM Post #137 |
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Definition of a crazy person *Lulú Maiakovskaya*
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^ es muy tierna :luv: !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Y Chrissie supera a Debby para mí, está a la altura de Siouxsie!! (Shirley Manson las imitaba a las dos cuando estaba en Angelfish :P lo que demuestra una vez más su buen gusto) |
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| jacqueline | Feb 14 2007, 10:50 PM Post #138 |
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THE SAWYER SONG!! (para los Lost-a-holics) Here's a Sawyer There's a Sawyer And another little Sawyer Fuzzy Sawyer Funny Sawyer Sawyer Sawyer Locke Sawyer Sawyer Golfclub Sawyer Handcuff Jin Danielle Sawyer Sawyer Sawyer Pilot Sawyer Sawyer Sawyer Locke I was once an airplane I lived in a cave But I never saw the way Alex is my slave I was not yet three years dead But I haunted Jack And now listen little child To the man on crack Did you ever see a Sawyer Kiss a Sawyer On a Sawyer Sawyer's Sawyer Tastes like Sawyer Sawyer Sawyer Locke Half a Sawyer Twice the Sawyer Not a Sawyer Lawyer, Swyer Sawyer in a bar I saw a Sawyer Sawyer Locke Is this how it's told now? Is it very late? Is it made of aloe juice? Sayid, Michael, Kate Now my song is running thin I've run out of stock Time for me to retire now And become John Locke. http://www.albinoblacksheep.com/flash/sawyer.php |
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You can listen to it quiet, but it's better loud. You can listen to it during the day, but it's better at night. ![]() facebook | last.fm | fotolog Tonight: Franz Ferdinand · Contanos tu opinión del nuevo disco acá | |
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| Scottish Lady | Feb 14 2007, 11:47 PM Post #139 |
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Your villain
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AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH XDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD QUE GRACIOSO ESE VIDEO!!! MORÍ CON LA VOZ XDDDD!!! muy buenaaa xD |
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| Nastasya | Feb 18 2007, 11:44 AM Post #140 |
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gin in teacups
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Quisiera disculparme con el Sr. Carl Barat por ser de las que creian que él se ocupaba de la música, y Pete Doherty era el unico con talento para las letras. Con esto mi amor por Carl se ha multiplicado hasta el infinito... Asi que uh - ahi va la letra de uno de los B-sides de Deadwood. Necesiiito desesperadamente conseguir el mp3 de esta cancion... a penas si la escuche gracias a videos en vivo de YouTube! One to my Left - Dirty Pretty Things Did you ever have to do the thing you swore you'd never do Something filthy and impatient, something churlish bold and shrewd Well sit down my boy and I'll tell you exactly how I crawled right through Gather in your confidence and hear the story of a man who came undone First you weigh up your commitments where your loyalties really lie And if you bump into Jesus you just look him in the eye Tell him that you're fine, silently return to sharpening your knife Finally when the time comes think of who you really need And close your eyes so tightly you think they'll bleed Don't drop your guard - don't let them know the thoughts inside your head Just do what you've always done though they all wish you were dead they'll crush your heart, your spirit and your soul, but keep your eyes ahead And you know when the time comes there'll be nowhere new to hide It'll just be you, your heart, and your bruised pride. Never break the line, never click your heels in time If your heart's anything like mine that's not the way Don't get comfortable down there, don't pretend that it's always fair with your fingers crossed it's not your loss If you really want to you can stay You can stay Don't drop your guard - don't let them know the thoughts inside your head Just do what you've always done though they all wish you were dead They'll crush your heart, your spirit and your soul, but keep your eyes ahead And some day when your bones break and you don't know gifts from theft Drink yourself away one to my left |
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| findmeandfollowme | Feb 18 2007, 04:07 PM Post #141 |
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Outsider
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bueeeeno, una cancion de pink floyd
:P no soy una fan, pero hay canciones copadas :) esta se llama the trial, y forma parte de la pelicula "the wall" Good morning, the worm, your honour, The crown will plainly show, The prisoner who now stands before you, Was caught red-handed showing feelings. Showing feelings of an almost human nature. This will not do. Call the schoolmaster! I always said hed come to no good, In the end, your honour. If theyd let me have my way, I could have flayed him into shape. But my hands were tied. The bleeding hearts and artists, Let him get away with murder. Let me hammer him today. Crazy. Toys in the attic, I am crazy. Truly gone fishing. They must have taken my marbles away. (crazy. toys in the attic, he is crazy.) You little shit, youre in it now. I hope they throw away the key. You shouldve talked to me more often than you did. But no! you had to go your own way. Have you broken any homes up lately? Just five minutes, worm, your honour, Him and me alone. Baaaaaabe! Come to mother, baby. Let me hold you in my arms. Mlord, I never meant for him to get in any trouble. Whyd he ever have to leave me? Worm, your honour, let me take him home. Crazy. Over the rainbow, I am crazy. Bars in the window. There must have been a door there in the wall. For when I came in. . . (crazy. over the rainbow, he is crazy.) The evidence before the court is incontravertible. Theres no need for the jury to retire. In all my years of judging I have never heard before, Of someone more deserving of the full penalty of the law. The way you made them suffer, Your exquisite wife and mother, Fills me with the urge to deficate! -- no, judge, the jury! Since, my friend, you have revealed your deepest fear, I sentence you to be exposed before your peers. Tear down the wall! |
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| jacqueline | Feb 26 2007, 12:00 AM Post #142 |
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dios, este tema es geniaal!! Belle & Sebastian :: Your Cover's Blown Say what you want and leave your shyness home Do what you want and write a little poem Leave it for her and live another day Leave it for her the girl around the way Write down a list of things you want to do Leave it in work because you've got to live a little Pick up the girl in someone's borrowed mini Take her to dinner, use her boyfriend's money Listen lady, put your __ phone down Cancel all operations Tell your friends to cool it Your cover's blown I want to see you alone Cancel all operations Tell your friends to cool it Your cover's blown Planning a break is such a tricky thing Because you move to the country, she comes back again And then you move to the city but she goes abroad Is she telling you something, is she getting bored? I'll make a rough plan to sleep around, I'm in a rut I need a change, I'm a lazy rat if I am honest My bold change of tack will fade out with the summer I've got no appetite and all the girls are bummers My baby doesn't look at me The way I want her to look She doesn't comprend My baby's got it going on She's got a friend hid in every street in this town I want to go out but there's nobody home I'll go on my own Thus starts the lonely walking There's always too much talking I should have stayed home She starts her cool caressing The kid, she starts undressing in front of me I should've stayed home The dj's picking up speed That's something I just don't need I should've stayed home The gossip's bearing down on me The kids are pairing off in front of me I should've stayed home I should've stayed home I think I'll go home Hey lady, put your __ phone down Cancel all operations Tell your friends to cool it Cause your cover's blown I want to see you alone Cancel all operations ell your friends to cool it Hey lady, put your __ phone down Cancel all operations Tell your friends to cool it Cause your cover's blown I want to see you alone Cancel all operations Tell your friends to cool it Hey lady, meet my mum and dad You're a strange aberration In this land of potted plants and boxlike houses Where the girls like mouses Breathe a long sigh of resignation You resign your self to keep on growing All the seeds you're sowing You're a strange apparition In this land of grammar schools and gala days The ladies set in their ways You had a long conversation With a kid next door Who's a little slow But in your favour, it shows Cancel all operations Tell your friends to move out to the sticks Listen lady, leave the phone down Cancel all operations Tell your friends there's more to you than this |
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You can listen to it quiet, but it's better loud. You can listen to it during the day, but it's better at night. ![]() facebook | last.fm | fotolog Tonight: Franz Ferdinand · Contanos tu opinión del nuevo disco acá | |
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| Scottish Lady | Feb 26 2007, 01:05 AM Post #143 |
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Your villain
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Una cancion qe me mata! Have You Ever Really Loved A Woman? Bryan Adams To really love a woman, To understand her, You've got to know her deep inside ... Hear every thought, See every dream, And give her wings when she wants to fly. Then when you find yourself lying helpless in her arms ... You know you really love a woman When you love a woman, You tell her that she's really wanted. When you love a woman, You tell her that she's the one. 'Cause she needs somebody, to tell her that it's gonna last forever. So tell me have you ever really ... really, really ever loved a woman? To really love a woman, Let her hold you, Till you know how she needs to be touched. You've got to breathe her, really taste her, 'Til you can feel her in your blood. And when you can see your unborn children in her eyes ... You know you really love a woman. When you love a woman, You tell her that she's really wanted. When you love a woman, You tell her that she's the one. 'Cause she needs somebody, to tell her that you'll always be together So tell me have you ever really ... really, really ever loved a woman? You've got to give her some faith, Hold her tight, a little tenderness. You've got to treat her right. She will be there for you taking good care of you ... You really gotta love your woman yeah. And when you find yourself lying helpless in her arms, You know you really love a woman. When you love a woman, You tell her that she's really wanted. When you love a woman, You tell her that she's the one. She needs somebody, to tell her that it's gonna last forever. So tell me have you ever really ... really, really ever loved a woman? yeah Just tell me have you ever really ... really, really ever loved a woman? Oh Just tell me have you ever really ... really, really ever loved a woman? |
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| Good V. | Feb 26 2007, 04:25 AM Post #144 |
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The reason I'm leaving
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aca les dejo una de mis canciones preferidas, y es de ELEFANT :luv: "Uh Oh Hello" If I talk to you Will you stick around? I like the way you look I like the way you touch If you were my friend Do you think we could pretend? That everything's alright I know you like it when we fight Uh oh hello Uh oh hello Uh oh hello Hello, hello, hello It's like a Sunday night We're smoking with the windows down I know it's not polite To always want to kiss and bite Uh oh hello Uh oh hello Uh oh hello Hello, hello, hello You look so good when you're a mess I don't know why The candy wrappers on the floor Match your eyes And when I pass the old high school I think of you And all those summer nights We held hands and knew Uh oh hello Uh oh hello Hello, hello, hello |
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.Vaniita.- Beautiful girls on a beautiful dancefloor VANI,you're dancing like a beautiful dance whore! ![]() ♥ dustland fairytale. | |
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| Miss Muse | Feb 26 2007, 09:15 PM Post #145 |
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Beautiful dance-whore
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Damon Albarn escribió algunas letras geniales, muy irónicas, como me gustan! :woot: Acá va Charmless Man de Blur :luv: :luv: :luv: (y quién no se cruzó con uno de estos charmless men en la vida ¬¬ ) I met him in a crowded room Where people go to drink away their gloom He sat me down and so began The story of a charmless man Educated the expensive way He knows his claret from a beaujolais I think he'd like to have been Ronnie Kray But then nature didn't make him that way He thinks his educated airs those family shares Will protect him, that you will respect him He moves in circles of friends who just pretend that they like him He does the same to them and when you put it all together There's the model of a charmless man He knows the swingers and their cavalry Says he can get in anywhere for free I began to go a little cross eyed And from this charmless man I just had to hide He talks at speed he gets nose bleeds He doesn't see his days are tumbling down upon him Yet he tries so hard to please he's just so keen for you to listen But no-one is listening and when you put it all together There's the model of a charmless man He thinks his educated airs, those family shares Will protect him, that you will respect him Yet he tries so hard to please he's just so keen for you to listen But no-one is listening and when you put it all together There's the model of a charmless man http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oxsvRSDUSbw |
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| Nastasya | Mar 8 2007, 08:25 PM Post #146 |
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gin in teacups
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Para Jacq, que tenia curiosidad. xD The Pipettes - I Like a Boy in Uniform (School Uniform) I Like A Boy In Uniform (School Uniform) I like a boy in uniform (school uniform) I like a boy in uniform (school uniform) I like a boy in uniform (school uniform) I like a boy in (school uniform) Well I walked past him and I gave him a wink He must think I am sexually impertinent And we’re always colliding like two elements But does he really know me, do I really know him? I should have noticed it before (It wasn't noticeable before) My girlfriends said they saw before Him looking at the boys looking at the boys He likes a boy in uniform (school uniform) He likes a boy in uniform (school uniform) He likes a boy in uniform (school uniform) He likes a boy in (school uniform) Well im so sad 'cos I loved him so But I think its better that we go with the flow And now I find my outlook isn’t so narrow In lessons I am dreaming bout the girls that I know I like a girl in uniform (school uniform) I like a girl in uniform (school uniform) I like a girl in uniform (school uniform) I like a girl in (school uniform) And now I know 'bout all of this Theres plenty more that I can kiss And when I think about the bliss Of looking at the girls looking at the girls, looking at the girls I like a girl in uniform (school uniform) I like a boy in uniform (school uniform) 'cos not everything is uniform (school uniform) I wanna kiss everyone in uniform! xD xD xD True story: me rei tanto con la cancion que la subi al mp3, y termine cantandola en el banco. Matenme. :blush: :lmao: |
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| jacqueline | Mar 8 2007, 08:31 PM Post #147 |
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lazy Jane
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JAJAJAAJJAJAJAJA ES GENIAL "He must think I am sexually impertinent" JAJAJAJA BUENÍSIMA xD |
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You can listen to it quiet, but it's better loud. You can listen to it during the day, but it's better at night. ![]() facebook | last.fm | fotolog Tonight: Franz Ferdinand · Contanos tu opinión del nuevo disco acá | |
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| Maca | Mar 9 2007, 05:43 PM Post #148 |
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A new song
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The All-American Rejects - My Paper Heart Please just don't play with me My paper heart will bleed This wait for destiny won't do Be with me, please, I beseech you Simple things, that make you run away Catch you if I can Tears fall, down your face The taste, is something new Something that I know Moving on is easiest when I'm around you So bottle up old love, and throw it out to sea Watch it away as you cry a year has passed The seasons go Please just don't play with me My paper heart will bleed This wait for destiny won't do Be with me, please, I beseech you Simple things, that make you run away Catch you if I can Waiting, day to day it goes through My lips are sealed for her My tongue is tied to a dream of being with you To settle for less is not what I prefer So bottle up old love, and throw it out to sea Watch it away as you cry Now a year has passed The seasons go Please just don't play with me My paper heart will bleed This wait for destiny won't do Be with me, please, I beseech you Simple things, that make you run away Catch you if I can (Fa Fa Fa la la la Fa Fa Fa la la la Fa Fa Fa La La La) Summertime, the nights are so long The leaves fall down, and so do I into the arms of a friend Winter nights My bedside is cold, for I am gone And spring blossoms you to me Summertime, the nights are so long The leaves fall down, and so do I into the arms of a friend Winter nights My bedside is cold, for I am gone And spring blossoms you... To me Aca se las dejo si alguien la quiere: http://www.sendspace.com/file/umc8fy ;) |
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| Lulú | Mar 10 2007, 05:39 PM Post #149 |
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Definition of a crazy person *Lulú Maiakovskaya*
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Esto es uno de los "milagros" de Regina (Sí me pongo toda cursi y quéeee) Buildings Regina Spektor He was a husband who drove his wife home drunk from the parties He was a husband who drove his wife home And in the car he would gently lean her head on the side door window And in the bathroom he would hold her hair back and hope, saying; They build buildings oh they build buildings oh they build buildings So tall these days And in the morning she'd wake up and crouch recollections all day But she would always always wake up the next morning And he'd take one look at her a say baby that's ok And her conscience would issue yet another last warning, saying; They build buildings oh they build buildings oh they build buildings So tall these days And she would ask for time and she'd ask for time And she would ask for time and she would beg for time And she would beg for time and beg for time and call it a gift And he would give her time and he'd give her time And he would give her time and he'd give her time- But time is not given and time is not taken It just sifts through its sift And it was coffee and coffee and coffee and coffee and coffee and coffee some more He'd go to work and she'd take a sick day and rot at the core And by the time he came back she'd scrub the bathroom and make it smell like pine It would be almost as if nothing had happened and he'd give her time, saying; They build buildings, oh they build buildings, oh they build buildings Oh don't they build buildings, oh they build buildings They build buildings so tall these days And she would ask for time and shed ask for time And she would ask for time and she would beg for time And she would beg for time and beg for time and call it a gift And he would give her time and he'd give her time And he would give her time and he'd give her time- But time is not given and time is not taken It just sifts through its sift He was a husband drove time home pine scrub bathroom window don't they build buildings so tall these days... |
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| Nastasya | Mar 15 2007, 11:17 PM Post #150 |
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gin in teacups
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algun dia me voy a dejar de joder con estos muchachos, really... 8-) Love You (But You're Green) - Babyshambles I was a troubled teen Who put an advert in a magazine To the annoyance of my imaginary lover She doubted my philosophy And this is what she said to me: She said oh, you, you're green You don't know what love means Oh let me tell you it tickles you pink, oh yeah But it likes to hear you scream Fire and damnation, lamentations For the likes of you When she goes, just let her go If she says she's going Just make sure she goes, make sure she goes... I was a troubled teen Untroubled only in my daydreams To the annoyance of somebody another they questioned my integrity And this is what they said to me: Oh, you, you'll soon be up where you belong But it's only blood from broken hearts that writes the words to every song Oh a beatific smile For the fawners and the servants Oh but I, only I, only I I can see the serpents Oh, you, you're green You don't know what love means Well let me tell you It tickles you pink, oh yeah But it likes to hear you scream Fire and damnation, lamentations For the likes of you When she goes, just let her go If she says she's going Just make sure she goes, make sure she goes... :luv: ____ :luv: |
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