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"Call me Angel and take my hand

Wishing you could be my man

but I can't tell if its truth or lies

When you got bourbon in your eyes

Tell me something that I don't know

then I dare you to prove it so

I'd ask you to try this on for size

but you've got bourbon in your eyes

you're so ummmm

I find myself showing up at your front door

Although I can't come in

I keep coming back for more

and when you call me baby it feels just like a lie

and every time you smile when you look into my eyes

You don't have the guts to love me like you wish you could

I'm gonna find someone to make me feel the way I should

Run your fingers through my hair

I want you to touch me there

but I will not open up my thighs

when you've got bourbon in your eyes

You're the one that makes me smile

and I know you'd make it worth my while

but she's waiting for you and I think she cries

when you've got bourbon in your eyes

mmmmm you're so ummm

I find myself showing up at your front door

Although I cant come in

I keep coming back for more

and when you call me baby it feels just like a lie

and every time you smile when you look into my eyes

You don't have the guts to love me like you wish you could

I'm gonna find someone to make me feel the way I should

You're so sweet talking

You're so fire walking

I know I shouldn't but I want some

Little boy you're lost

I see you looking around

but I think that you know more than you let on

I must leave you cause I know your kind

you wake me up just to say good bye

I know that's not a tear in your eye

cause boys don't cry and neither do I

I may be in love but I'll never say

so I guess I will be on my way

at least I gave it a try

but you had bourbon in your eyes."

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THE WORLD IS GOING UP IN FLAMES

THE WORLD IS GOING UP IN FLAMES

THE WORLD IS GOING UP IN FLAMES

THE WORLD IS GOING UP IN FLAMES

But these flames are NOT new

To OUR dead

OUR dead did cry their final prayer in those flames

Our dead did sing their last lullaby in those flames

Our dead prayed to our infidelite GOd in those falmes

Our dead whispered a last goodbye to their mother

IN THOSE FLAMES

THE WORLD IS GOING UP IN FLAMES

OUR dead clawed their children close in

THE WORLD IS GOING UP IN FLAMES

OUR dead watched their daughters

16 times

RAPED AND BEATEN

in the still-burning of THOSE FLAMES

OUR dead watched an ax remove their

mother’s skull

and crown a wooden spit

in the continuous burning of THOSE FLAMES

OUR DEAD watched while Chrysotomos

eyes and tongue were pulled out,

teeth and fingers broken, one by one,

in the laughing and the cheering

OF THOSE FLAMES

OUR DEAD watched their sisters drenched with gasoline

and scream with melting skin

“THE WORLD IS GOING UP IN FLAMES”

OUR DEAD gave birth to Turkish victories

the gurgling and then dying trophy.

on a bayonet which marked the borders of

THE WORLD WHICH IS GOING UP IN FLAMES

OUR DEAD WERE DRAGGED IN MARCHES

THROUGH THE DESERT SUN

FOR WEEKS UNTIL THE SUN BURNED OUT THEIR LUNGS

and when the desert sun which was burning them like flames

ripped apart their lips, we heard the final prayer

LORD GOD HAVE MERCY LORD UPON OUR SOULS!

They saw the WORLD IS GOING UP IN FLAMES

buried, not yet dead inside the pits

engraved:

“GIAOURI, INFIDELI:

OUR GOD HAS CHOSEN YOU TO DIE”

And now the unblessed dead have ordered us to say:

THIS is my GRAVE, MY HOLY BED

YOU CANNOT take it

YOU can NOT ERASE MY NAME

YOU can NOT ERASE OUR DEAD

YOU CANNOT ERASE THE DEAD

Because we have been ordered now

to list their names, their numbers,

to give their date of birth, their earthly city,

their father’s name, the sweetness

of their mother’s eyes

GOODBYE

GOODBYE

GOODBYE

and forevermore

We’ll see you when the desert meets the sky

But do not FORGET MY NAME

And so these were the orders from the dead

said without a word but with a final glance:

the

SECOND

granted to the Infidel

since an Infidelite Hell

should NOT require a prayer

should NOT require a silent moment

And now the Infidel is told

to forgive and to forget

to understand :

Advance into a paradise of Dead Memories,

of Living Death, the Old Folks Home

of Catatonia

of Madness

and Despair.

“Do not ask me for the NUMBER of that Grave:

It has been stolen.”

“What IS this love for bones and dirt?

Put this ancient thing behind you, Infidelite

You HAVE no claim to GOD

You Have no claim to PEACE

YOu HAVE no claim to JOY

YOU HAVE NO CLAIM

YOU HAVE NO CLAIM

YOU HAVE NO CLAIM

GIAVOURI!!!!

Remember just how lucky, sperm of Satan,

that you are:

to even BE

alive.

NOW!

HERE!

ACROSS THE SEA!

GIAVOUR!

You HAVE no God.

A man without a God

Can NOT be burned ALIVE

He never WAS alive,

not as a MAN, giavour,

but as a DOG.”

[PAUSE]

BUT I HAVE orders from the Dead

that warn me:

“DO NOT FORGET ME:

My blood will fill the air you breathe

FOREVER.”

“MY DEATHBIRD is Not DEAD

HE CARRIES ALL MY TEETH:

MY SMILE OF UNFORGETFULNESS,

MY LAUGH!

VRYKOLAKA!

I am the man unburied

who CANNOT sleep

IN FORTY PIECES!!!!!

I am the girl,

dismembered

and unblessed,

I am the open mouth

that drags your flesh

and will never rest

until

MY DEATH IS WRITTEN

IN A ROCK THAT CAN

NOT BE

BROKEN!”

And these are the orders

from The Dead.

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Out on the street for a living

Picture's only begun

Got you under their thumb

Hit it

Out on the streets for a living

Picture's only begun

Your day is sorrow and madness

Got you under their thumb

Whoo, black diamond

Whoo, black diamond

Darkness will fall on the city

It seems to follow you too

And though you don't ask for pity

There's nothin' that you can do, no, no

Whoo, black diamond

Whoo, black diamond

Out on the streets for a living

Picture's only begun

Your day is sorrow and madness

Got you under their thumb

Whoo, black diamond, yeah

Whoo, black diamond

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Thank you for this!!

Αν και μπήκα για να βάλω κάτι εντελώς μα εντελώς διαφορετικό.. ήταν ευχάριστο ξάφνιασμα..

And I just can't keep living this way

So starting today, I'm breaking out of this cage

I'm standing up, Imma face my demons

I'm manning up, Imma hold my ground

I've had enough, now I'm so fed up

Time to put my life back together right now

....

...But I'm too busy gazing at stars, I feel amazing and

I'm not afraid to take a stand

Everybody come take my hand

We'll walk this road together, through the storm

Whatever weather, cold or warm

Just let you know that, you're not alone

Holla if you feel that you've been down the same road

Πόσο άλλαξε κι αυτός.. Πέρασε πολλά. Ώριμο κομμάτι και skill απαράμιλλο πάντα.

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Αλεξάνδρεια

Μουσική: Ευανθία Ρεμπούτσικα

Στίχοι: Άρης Δαβαράκης

Πρώτη εκτέλεση: Γιάννης Κότσιρας

Ο Αλεξανδρινός, ο καθαρός ο ουρανός

στον έρωτα είναι σαν διαμάντι ανθεκτικός

κι όπως καθρεφτίζεται στη θάλασσα ζεστός,

λες γιασαλάμ, να κι ένας άξιος μισθός.

Βρε γιασαλάμ πού να το φανταστώ

τόσο γλυκό το φθινόπωρο αυτό

τούτος ο ουρανός ο φθινοπωρινός

είναι ο αυθεντικός ο αλεξανδρινός

Το ένα μου λιμάνι είναι δυτικό,

το άλλο το παλιό ανατολικό,

έχω αεροδρόμιο στο βοριά

κι ένα αρχαίο φάρο προς το νοτιά.

Ναι, ο ουρανός ο καθαρός, ο αυθεντικός,

στην Αλεξάνδρεια είναι τόσο ανθεκτικός,

που όταν σκάει το κύμα δυνατά στο Κάιτ Μπέι,

παντάν παντάν, βρε γιασαλάμ, ο έρωτας λέει.

Γιασαλάμ θα πει τόσα χώρεσα

που το δαίμονά μου συγχώρεσα,

για όλα του τα πάθη τα άγρια,

γιασαλάμ θα πει Αλεξάνδρεια.

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Aφήνω πίσω τις αγορές και τα παζάρια

θέλω να τρέξω στις καλαμιές και τα λιβάδια

να ξαναγίνω καβαλάρης και ξαναέλα να με πάρεις ουρανέ

για δεν υπήρξα κατεργάρης και τη χρειάζομαι τη χάρη σου μωρέ

Ρε μπαγάσα! Περνάς καλά εκεί πάνω

μιαν ανάσα γυρεύω για να γιάνω

δεν το πιστεύω να με χλευάζεις

σαν σε χαζεύω δεν χαμπαριάζεις

πρότεινέ μου κάποια λύση

δεν θα σου παρα-κοστήσει

και θα σου φτιάχνω τραγουδάκια

με τα πιο όμορφα στιχάκια στο ρεφρέν

για το χαμένο μου αγώνα

που τ' αστεράκια μείναν μόνα να τον κλαίν'

Aφήνω πίσω το σαματά και τους ανθρώπους

έχω χορτάσει κατραπακιές και ψάχνω τρόπους

πως να ξεφύγω από τη μοίρα

κι έχω μέσα μου πλημμύρα ουρανέ

για δεν υπήρξα κατεργάρης

και θα το θες να με φλερτάρεις γαλανέ

Ρε μπαγάσα! Περνάς καλά εκεί πάνω

κάνε πάσα καμιά ματιά και χάμω

'κει που κοιμάσαι και αρμενίζεις

ξάφνου αστράφτεις και μπουμπουνίζεις

κι ότι σου 'ρθει κατεβάζεις

μην θαρρείς πως με ταράζεις

γιατί σου φτιάχνω τραγουδάκια

με τα πιο όμορφα στιχάκια στο ρεφρέν

για το χαμένο μου αγώνα

που τ' αστεράκια μείναν μόνα να τον κλαίν'.

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Στίχοι: Παντελής Θαλασσινός

Μουσική: Παντελής Θαλασσινός

Πρώτη εκτέλεση: Πέτρος Γαϊτάνος

Άλλες ερμηνείες: Παντελής Θαλασσινός

Στο κάστρο το παλιό

σε κάποιο τοίχο σου 'χα γράψει σ' αγαπώ

το πιο γλυκό μου μήνυμα

Το πλήρωσα κι αυτό

τόσο ακριβά που να μην ξέρω αν σε μισώ

είναι βαρύ το τίμημα

Είμαι εδώ και είσαι εκεί

εγώ στη δύση κι εσύ στην ανατολή

είμαστε στίχοι που δε χώρεσαν μαζί

στη μουσική

Κουράγιο πού να βρω

να ξαν' αγγίξω το κορμί σου το γλυκό

της ομορφιάς το χάρισμα

Δε θ' ανταποκριθώ

όπως εκείνο τον παλιό καλό καιρό

στου φεγγαριού το κάλεσμα

Είμαι εδώ και είσαι εκεί

εγώ στη δύση κι εσύ στην ανατολή

είμαστε στίχοι που δε χώρεσαν μαζί

στη μουσική

Στο κάστρο το παλιό

σε κάποιο τοίχο σου 'χα γράψει σ' αγαπώ

το πιο γλυκό μου μήνυμα

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"He Loves Me (Lyzel In E Flat)"

You love me especially different every time

You keep me on my feet happily excited

By your cologne, your hands, your smile, your intelligence

You woo me, you court me, you tease me, you please me

You school me, give me some things to think about

Ignite me, you invite me, you co-write me, you love me, you like me

You incite me to chorus, ooh

Ooh...

You love me especially different every time

You keep me on my feet happily excited

By your cologne, your hands, your smile, your intelligence

You woo me, you court me, you tease me, you please me

You school me, give me things to think about

Invite me, you ignite me, co-write me, you love me, you like me

Incite me to chorus

La, la, la...

Da, da, da...

Do, do, do...

You're different and special

You're different and special in every way imaginable

You love me from my hair follicles to my toenails

You got me feeling like the breeze, easy and free and lovely and new

Oh when you touch me I just can't control it

When you touch me, I just can't hold it

The emotion inside of me, I can feel it

Ah...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pY-CACRCdt8

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Jace Everett - Bad Things

When you came in the air went out

and every shadow filled up with doubt.

I don't know who you think you are

but before the night is through.

I wanna do bad things with you.

I'm the kind to sit up in his room

heart sick an' eyes filled up with blue.

I don't what you've done to me

but I know this much is true.

I wanna do bad things with you.

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The Walkabouts - Up In The Graveyard

The graveyard sits by the Prescott mill.

Where my old man lost his arm,

And for that I was ready to kill.

But he just looked tired,

And said: `Don`t bury me near that place.`

When he finally died

I was in the desert war.

But no one makes a funeral wait,

So they dressed him up in his wedding clothes,

And buried him by the mill,

In the place he said he`d never stay.

All you gotta do, is look around.

You can change the darkness

Into somethin` proud.

But up in the graveyard,

Some things never change.

Came back stateside,

Tried to set things right.

Drove out to the graveyard,

Underneath a half-moon sky.

With a pick and a shovel

I started turning over stones.

Just past midnight

I got cornered by some lights.

Two sirens howlin`,

Patrol cars coming down from both sides.

The sheriff put on the handcuffs.

Said: `A night in jail will cool your head.`

All you gotta do, is look around.

You can change the darkness

Into somethin` proud.

But up in the graveyard,

Some things never change.

Now he still lies `neath the mill fire smoke.

A good man to his well-made bed,

Another ten, just ready to go.

But the ground there don`t rest easy,

`Cause he won`t let it rest that way.

You can bury deep, but you won`t forget.

A heart will never leave you alone,

Even if you want to be left,

Up in the graveyard

Where some things never change.

All you gotta do, is look around.

You can change the darkness

Into somethin` proud.

But up in the graveyard,

Some things never change.

Some things never change. X3

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