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domingo, 30 de septiembre de 2007

Empty Walls -Serj Tankian

Serj Adam Tankian es un músico libano-americano-armenio-neozelandés. Nació el 21 de agosto de 1967 en Beirut capital de el Líbano. Es el vocalista de la exitosa banda System of a Down.

Serj figura en el puesto 26 en la lista de "Los 100 mejores vocalistas del Metal de todos los tiempos", según la revista estadounidense Hit Parader -leer mas-







Your empty walls...
Your empty walls...
Pretentious attention
Dismissive aprehension
Don't waste your time, on coffins today
When we decline, from the confines of our mind
Don't waste your time, on coffins today

Don't you see their bodies burning?
Desolate and full of yearning
Dying of anticipation
Choking from intoxication

Don't you see their bodies burning?
Desolate and full of yearning
Dying of anticipation
Choking from intoxication

I want you
To be
Left behind those empty walls
Told you
To see
From behind those empty walls

Those empty walls
When we decline, from the confines of our mind
Don't waste your time, on coffins today

Don't you see their bodies burning?
Desolate and full of yearning
Dying of anticipation
Choking from intoxication

Don't you see their bodies burning?
Desolate and full of yearning
Dying of anticipation
Choking from intoxication

I want you
To be
Left behind those empty walls
Told you
To see
From behind those empty walls
Want you to be
Left behind those empty walls
I told you
To see
From behind those empty walls

From behind those empty walls
From behind those empty walls
The walls
From behind those empty walls

I loved you, yes
Though they be
For you killed my family

Don't you see their bodies burning?
Desolate and full of yearning
Dying of anticipation
Choking from intoxication

Don't you see their bodies burning?
Desolate and full of yearning
Dying of anticipation
Choking from intoxication

I want you
To be
Left behind those empty walls
Told you
To see
From behind those empty walls
Want you to be, left behind those empty walls
Told you
To see
From behind those empty walls
From behind those empty walls
From behind those empty walls
From behind those empty walls
Those walls...
Those walls...


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Icky Thumb - The White Stripes





IIIIIIIIIIEEEEEE
Icky Thumb
Who'da drunk?
Sittin' drunk on a wagon to mexico
The
Aah well
what a chump
well my head got a bump
White when I hit it on the radio

Redhead Senorita
Looking dead
Stripes Came an said
''need a bed?"
en espanol

I said
Icky ''Gimme a drink a water,
I'm gonna sing around the collar'
Thumb and I don't need a microphone."

Icky thumb
With a lumb in my throat
Songtexte grabbed my coat
and I was freaking
I was ready to go!
Songtext
And I swear
besides the hair
she hag one white eye,
Lyrics one black (nk) stare
Lookin' up
Lyin' there

On the stand
Lyric near her hand
was a candy cane
black rum, sugar cane,
Liedertexte dry ice (and) something strange

LALALALALALALALALA
LALALALALALALALALA

White Americans, what?
Nothing better to do?
Liedertext Why don't you kick yourself out
You're an immigrant, too.
Alle
Who's using who?
What should we do?
Well, you can't be a pimp
The and a prostitute too.

Icky Thumb
handcuffed to a bunk
robbed blind
White lokking around
And there was nobody else.

Left alone
I hit myslef whit a stone
Stripes went home and learned how
to clean up after myself.


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sábado, 29 de septiembre de 2007

RockStar - Nickelback - Video & Lyrics





I'm through with standin' in line
To clubs I'll never get in
It's like the bottom of the ninth
And I'm never gonna win
This life hasn't turned out
Quite the way I want it to be
(Tell me what you want)

I want a brand new house
On an episode of Cribs
And a bathroom I can play baseball in
And a king size tub big enough
For ten plus me
(Yea, So what you need)

I need a credit card that's got no limit
And a big black jet with a bedroom in it
Gonna join the mile high club
At thirty-seven thousand feet
--(Been there done that)--

I want a new tour bus full of old guitars
My own star on Hollywood Boulevard
Somewhere between Cher and
James Dean is fine for me
(So how you gonna do it?)

I'm gonna trade this life for fortune and fame
I'd even cut my hair and change my name

[CHORUS]
'Cause we all just wanna be big rockstars and
Live in hilltop houses driving fifteen cars
The girls come easy and the drugs come cheap
We'll all stay skinny as we just won't eat
And we'll hang out in the coolest bars
In the VIP with the movie stars
Every good gold digger's
Gonna wind up there
Every Playboy bunny
With her bleach blonde hair
And well...

Hey, hey, I wanna be a rockstar
Hey, hey, I wanna be a rockstar

I wanna be great like Elvis without the tassels
Hire eight body guards that love to beat up assholes
Sign a couple autographs
So I can eat my meals for free
(I'll have the quesadilla, on the house)

I'm gonna dress my ass
With the latest fashion
Get a front door key to the Playboy mansion
[Rockstar lyrics on http://www.metrolyrics.com]

Gonna date a centerfold that loves to
Blow my money for me
(So how you gonna do it?)

I'm gonna trade this life
For fortune and fame
I'd even cut my hair
And change my name

'Cause we all just wanna be big rockstars and
Live in hilltop houses driving fifteen cars
The girls come easy and the drugs come cheap
We'll all stay skinny 'cause we just won't eat
And we'll hang out in the coolest bars
In the VIP with the movie stars
Every good gold digger's
Gonna wind up there
Every Playboy bunny
With her bleach blonde hair
And we'll hide out in the private rooms
With the latest dictionary of
Today's who's who
They'll get you anything
with that evil smile
Everybody's got a
Drug dealer on speed dial, well
Hey, hey, I wanna be a rockstar

I'm gonna sing those songs
That offend the censors
Gonna pop my pills
From a Pez dispenser
Get washed-up singers writing all my songs
Lip sync 'em every night so I don't get 'em wrong

Well we all just wanna be big rockstars
And live in hilltop houses driving fifteen cars
The girls come easy and the drugs come cheap
We'll all stay skinny 'cause we just won't eat
And we'll hang out in the coolest bars
In the VIP with the movie stars
Every good gold digger's
Gonna wind up there
Every Playboy bunny
With her bleach blond hair
And we'll hide out in the private rooms
With the latest dictionary of
Today's who's who
They'll get you anything
with that evil smile
Everybody's got a
Drug dealer on speed dial,well

Hey, hey, I wanna be a rockstar
Hey, hey, I wanna be a rockstar



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martes, 18 de septiembre de 2007

Kiss Me - New Found Glory



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Kiss me out of the bearded barley
Nightly, beside the green, green grass
Swing, swing, swing the spinning step
I wear those shoes and You will wear that dress.

Oh, kiss me beneath the milky twilight
Lead me out on the moonlit floor
Lift your open hand
Strike up the band and make the fireflies dance
Silver moon's sparkling
So kiss me

Kiss me down by the broken tree house
Swing me upon its hanging tire
Bring, bring, bring your flowered hat
We'll take the trail marked on your father's map



Oh, kiss me beneath the milky twilight
Lead me out on the moonlit floor
Lift your open hand
Strike up the band and make the fireflies dance
Silver moon's sparkling
So kiss me

Kiss me beneath the milky twilight
Lead me out on the moonlit floor
Lift your open hand
Strike up the band and make the fireflies dance
Silver moon's sparkling
So kiss me
So kiss me
So kiss me
So kiss me

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Better Life - 3 Doors Down



I’m about to be on the floor again,
Surely you’re gonna find me here
I’m about to sleep until the end of time,
Drug I take gonna wake
My fear right now
I’m passing away on to the
Better life
I’m passing away on
To the better
I’m about to see just how far I can fly,
Surely your gonna break my fall
I’m about to run as fast as I can,
Head long into that wall
This time I’m passing away on to the
Better life
I’m passing away on
To the better
On to the better life
On to the better
I’m about to be on the floor again,
Surely you’re gonna find me here
I’m about to sleep until the
End of time, drug I take
gonna wake my
fear right now
I’m passing away on to the
Better life
I’m passing away on
To the better
I’m passing away on to the
Better life
I’m passing away on
To the better


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miércoles, 12 de septiembre de 2007

I'm not Jesus -Apocalyptica Feat. Corey Taylor - video & letra -




Dirty little secret
Dirty little lies
Say your prayers
And comb your hair
Save your soul tonight...

Drift among the faithful
Bury your desires
Aborations fill your head
You need a place to hide
and I am-

Do you remember me?
The kid i used to be
Do you remember me?

When your world comes crashing down - I want to relive
(Good God hes looking down on me)
I'm not jesus - jesus wasn't there
You confess it all away but its only shit to me
(Good God hes looking down on me)
I'm not jesus i will not forgive

No i WON'T
No i won't

I thought you were a good man
I thought you talked to god
You hippocratic, messianic, child abusing, turn satanic

Do you remember me?
Do you remember me?
The kid i used to be
Do you remember?

DO YOU REMEMBER?

When your whole world comes undone
Let me be the one to say
I'm not jesus you can't run away
And the innocence you spoiled
Found a way to live
(Good God hes looking down on me)
I'm not jesus i will not forgive

(I will not forgive
I want whatever you wanted
I will not forgive
I won't be whatever you wanted)

Do you remember me
The kid i used to be
Not the same as i used to be
OH DO YOU REMEMBER ME?

NOOOOOOOOOOOO

When your world comes crashing down I want to be there
(Good God hes looking down on me)
I'm not jesus - jesus wasn't there
You confess it all away but its only shit to me
(Good God hes looking down on me)

I'm not jesus i will not..
I'm not jesus i will not forgive
Ohh i will not forgive -yeah yeah
No i will not forgive...

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