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[zagor]

Don't get me wrong
If I'm looking kind of dazzled
I see neon lights
Whenever you walk by

Don't get me wrong
If you say "hello" and I take a ride
Upon a sea where the mystic moon
Is playing havoc with the tide
Don't get me wrong

Don't get me wrong
If I'm acting so distracted
I'm thinking about the fireworks
That go off when you smile

Don't get me wrong
If I split like light refracted
I'm only off to wander
Across a moonlit mile

Once in awhile
Two people meet
Seemingly for no reason
They just pass on the street
Suddenly thunder, showers everywhere
Who can explain the thunder and rain
But there's something in the air

Don't get me wrong
If I come and go like fashion
I might be great tomorrow
But hopeless yesterday

Don't get me wrong
If I fall in the mode of passion
It might be unbelievable
But lets not say "so long"
It might just be fantastic
Don't get me wrong

Edited by zagor, 23 June 2008 - 23:04.

[John Finn's Wife]

Fitter, happier, more productive,
comfortable,
not drinking too much,
regular exercise at the gym
(3 days a week),
getting on better with your associate employee contemporaries ,
at ease,
eating well
(no more microwave dinners and saturated fats),
a patient better driver,
a safer car
(baby smiling in back seat),
sleeping well
(no bad dreams),
no paranoia,
careful to all animals
(never washing spiders down the plughole),
keep in contact with old friends
(enjoy a drink now and then),
will frequently check credit at
(moral) bank (hole in the wall),
favors for favors,
fond but not in love,
charity standing orders,
on Sundays ring road supermarket
(no killing moths or putting boiling water on the ants),
car wash
(also on Sundays),
no longer afraid of the dark or midday shadows
nothing so ridiculously teenage and desperate,
nothing so childish - at a better pace,
slower and more calculated,
no chance of escape,
now self-employed,
concerned (but powerless),
an empowered and informed member of society
(pragmatism not idealism),
will not cry in public,
less chance of illness,
tires that grip in the wet
(shot of baby strapped in back seat),
a good memory,
still cries at a good film,
still kisses with saliva,
no longer empty and frantic
like a cat
tied to a stick,
that's driven into
frozen winter shit
(the ability to laugh at weakness),
calm,
fitter,
healthier and more productive
a pig
in a cage
on antibiotics.

[zecov]

Well it's time to begin as the summer sets in
It's the scene
You set for new lovers
You play your part painting in a new start
But each gate will open another

June July and August said
"It's probably hard to plan ahead"
June July and August said
"It's better to bask in each others"

Gatekeeper seasons wait for your nod
Gatekeeper you held your breath
Made the summer go on and on

Well they tried to stay in from the cold and wind
Making love and making their dinner
Only to find that the love that they grew in the summer
Froze

February April said
"Don't be fooled by the summer again"
February April said
"That half of the year, well we'll never be friends"

Gatekeeper seasons wait for your nod
Gatekeeper you held your breath
Made the winter go on and on

Gatekeeper, Gatekeeper, Gatekeeper, Gatekeeper
Seasons wait for your nod

[autsajder]

It was me on that road
But you couldn't see me
Too many lights out, but nowhere near here

It was me on that road
Still you couldn't see me
And then flashlights and explosions

Roads end getting nearer
We cover distance but not together

I am the storm I am the wonder
And the flashlights nightmares
And sudden explosions

I don't know what more to ask for
I was given just one wish

It's about you and the sun
A morning run
The story of my maker
What I have and what I ache for

I've got a golden ear
I cut and I spear
And what else is there

Roads and getting nearer
We cover distance still not together

If I am the storm if I am the wonder
Will I have a flashlights nightmares
And sudden explosions

There's no room where I can go and
You've got secrets too

I don't know what more to ask for
I was given just one wish

[zagor]

SIMON AND GARFUNKEL - Overs

Why dont we stop fooling ourselves?
The game is over,
Over,
Over.
No good times, no bad times,
Theres no times at all,
Just the New York Times,
Sitting on the windowsill
Near the flowers.

We might as well be apart.
It hardly matters,
We sleep separately.

And drop a smile passing in the hall
But theres no laughs left
cause we laughed them all.
And we laughed them all
In a very short time.

Time
Is tapping on my forehead,
Hanging from my mirror,
Rattling the teacups,
And I wonder,
How long can I delay?
Were just a habit
Like saccharin.

And Im habitually feelin kinda blue.

But each time I try on
The thought of leaving you,
I stop...
I stop and think it over...

[DonJuan]

You guys know anything about drugs?

"Yeah, we're on 'em"

You wanna know about drugs?

Well first of all, I don't know shit about drugs but I just feel like singing about 'em

It was longs ago
Seems like a dream
The day I sucked the air
From a bottle of whipped cream
And I got real high
And things got real slow
"and I started talking like this"
Whats going on?
I don't know
and then I sold my car
For a greatfull dead ticket
Nd my dad yelled at me
nd he grounded me
Nd he said I was a dick It was the worst day of my life
And i'll never forget it
But the very next day
I was doing bong hits in the back of my friends chevvete
So don't tell me we're winning the war on drugs
Cause drugs are like a big old can of Raid and you're all little bugs
And don't tell me to not get high
Cause im as low as i can get without kissing your ass and blowing you at the same time


CHORUS:
Man don't tell me about love and peace
When one of the Jones' has a hand gun pointing at me
Dont tell me to "Just say no"
Im an addict, I say no to let me go
Whatever happened to Sex Drugs and rock and roll?
Now we just have AIDS, crack and techno


So they busted me!
I said I say, fuck them up for selling dope
And i went to jail and I wasn't forgiven
Like that little fucker who shot the pope and said "I have the right to remain silent"
But they couldn't explain
How i didn't exist nd I wasnt violent
Cause all ive ever wanted is the right to remain
and then they questioned me, yeah they asked me
WHY?
And I said "I don't think I should be shot for selling pot, this is my little way of saying...
High! And now my record 'sall fucked up"
Nd im not 'llowed to vote
'N two times a week they make me piss in a cup, but what i wanna do is piss down their throats


CHORUS:
Now don't tell me about love and peace
When one of the Jones' has a hand gun pointing at me
And dont tell me to "just say no!"
I'm an addict, I say no to let me go
Whatever happened to Sex Drugs and rock and roll?
Now we just have AIDS, crack and techno

"ok heres the sensitive part"

Nd they told me the time to change
Cause our parents have Hendrix Janice and Jim, but what about River Phoenix and Kurt Cobain?
And they told me
To praise the Lord
But i've been waiting so long for him to call me back
I think im gonna go and prey at Betty Four
And they told me that life is fair

"BULLSHIT!"

But I cant smoke a plant that was made by God, but I can kill my wife if i'm a football player
'N they told me, Yeah they told me to just ignore
But i'd rather smoke crack outta Nancy Reagen's skull, while getting a blowjob from Tiffard Gold

CHORUS:
'N dont tell me bout love and peace
When one of the Jones' has a hand gun pointing at me
And dont tell me to "just say no!"
I'm an addict, I say no to let me go
Whatever happened to Sex Drugs and rock and roll?
Now we just have AIDS, crack and techno

[Hippie]

Tom is the name that you know me by
And I'm 5'11 with brown eyes,
Otherwise I'm just like you,
See I've made my mistakes
Like we all do.

But I'm skybound
I dont look down
I got too much to live for.
And I learn how to play it
Put one foot in front of the other
There's no way to wing it
Just spin around and around.


People walk with their heads down low
Too afraid to be more,
People talk with their voices low
Too afraid to say more.

But I'm skybound
No I dont look down
I got too much to live for.
And I learn how to play it
Put one foot in front of the other,
There's no way to wing it
We all just spin around and around.

Learn how
Learn how
Learn how
Learn how

You can learn how to play it
Put one foot in front of the other,
And there's no way to wing it
You just spin around and around.

Round and around...

[Glen Livet]

8 of 12 people found the following review helpful:
5.0 out of 5 stars Captain Crunch, March 1, 2007
By John P. Morgan "Light Coach" (Beautiful San Dimas, CA) - See all my reviews
(TOP 1000 REVIEWER) (REAL NAME)

My wife and I were in the garage not too long ago and "we" decided that we would thin out my CD collection...actually, my wife decided and I just did the customary head nod, "Yes, dear...whatever you say, dear..." So she was going through it at breakneck speed and the "toss out" pile was growing increasingly larger than "keep" pile. I think I broke out of whatever hypnotic trance I was in when I saw her carelessly toss Neil Young's classic, Rust Never Sleeps in the discard pile.

"Hey, whaddaya think you're doing?"

"Oh, John, for God's sakes it's only Neil Young..."

The hackles on my neck immediately began to raise and my face got three shades redder, "Only Neil Young? I will have you know that this particular CD is a classic."

"Classic garbage..."

I grabbed the CD out of her hand and ripped out the Best of Abba (my wife's idea of classic music) out of the boom box and put this baby in. She sat there patiently listening to all the songs and after it was over all she could say was, "He's quite a whiner, isn't he?"

I took the CD out of the player and went inside and like a sulky teenager went in my room and put it in my CD player in the bedroom and put my headphones on and put on Hey Hey, My My on repeat and just let the King of the Fuzz guitar take me to deeper and deeper levels. Neil Young was crunching cords and distorting notes long before Nirvanna, Pearl Jam, or any other "grunge" group came on the scene. Neil Young needs his backup band Crazy Horse just like Crazy Horse needs him.

After the 12th listen my wife gently knocked on the bedroom door. "I want to apologize to you, John. I really didn't think you liked Neil Young that much. As a truce I made you a banana split."

I accepted the apology, the banana split and I got to keep my CD, but the next day I went looking for my Blue Oyster Cult CDs only to find out that they got tossed along with my favorite Hawaiin shirt...

Does anyone know of a good divorce lawyer?

[big lala]

It can only lead to trouble if you break my heart
If you accidentally crush it on the ides of march
I'd prefer you were straight forward
You don't have to go through all of that
I'm a new york city man, baby, and say "go" and that is that

New york city man, you just say "go" and that is that
I'm a new york city man, you just say "go" and that is that

It's far too complicated to make up a lie
That you'd have to remember and really why
I wouldn't want to be around you
If you didn't want to have me around
I'm a m-a-n-n man, you blink your eyes and I'll be gone

M-a-n-n man, you blink your eyes, honey, I love you, I'll be gone
New york city man, you blink your eyes and I'll be gone

Brutus made a pretty speech but caesar was betrayed
Lady macbeth went crazy but macbeth ended slain
Ophelia and desdamona dead leaving hamlet in a play
But I'm no lear with blinded eyes, say "go" and I am gone

The stars have shut their eyes up tight
The earth has changed it's course
A kingdom sits on a black knight's back
As he tries to mount a white jeweled horse
While a clock full of butterflies on the hour
Releases a thousand moths
You say "leave" and I'll be gone
Without any remorse
No letters faxes phones or tears
There's a difference between bad and worse

I'm a new york city man, blink your eyes and I'll be gone
New york city - man, m-a-n, you blink your eyes and I'll be gone

New york city, I love you, new york city man
New york city, how I love you, blink your eyes and I'll be gone
Just a little grain of sand
New york city, ooohhh, how I love you
New york city, baby, blink your eyes and I'll be gone
Oh, how I love you

[autsajder]

No one said it would be easy
Did anyone tell you the road would be straight and long
Relax your mind and give it all to me
cause you know and I know our love is strong enough

To weather the rain
To weather the snow
To weather the storm
To weather the rain
To weather the snow
To weather the storm

Often I see fear in your eyes
And sometimes, I know, your heart is full of little arrows
But trust in me and no one can do you wrong
cause I know and you know our love is strong enough

If I am the storm, if I am the wonder..

[melankolic]

BEZ


Moja majka brine

zato što mi ne ide penziono osiguranje

Kaže, o tome bi trebalo da se misli na vreme

A ja nešto slutim da nece biti potrebe

Ne zato što primenjujem neke ekstremne mere

nego verujem sili koja mi je sačuvala vene

Da će do kraja da bude uz mene



Vernik bez crkve, građanin bez grada,

Ljubavnik bez žene, ritam bez bubnjara

Kao vernik bez crkve, građanin bez grada,

Ljubavnik bez žene, ritam bez bubnjara



A moja majka brine, šta drugo da radi

Sin joj sve zna, samo ne zna da se prilagodi

A ja nešto slutim, da baš tako treba

Da moj život crpi snagu iz nereda

I da volim i kad boli, da govorim i kad gorim

Da pišem i kad jedva dišem

Da skrhan smejem se

Da čist iz ovih govana nestanem

I zauvek svoj mir pronađem.



Ja sam vernik bez crkve, građanin bez grada,

Ljubavnik bez žene, ritam bez bubnjara

Kao vernik bez crkve, građanin bez grada,

Ljubavnik bez žene, ritam bez bubnjara

(Goribor)

[zecov]

dear mr. and/or mrs. sender-
we're pleased to inform you that your applications been accepted
starting from the time you get this letter
your life will be one never-ending
“hope you're feeling better”
you get your choice of an aesthetic
we'll need to chop your clock off (tick tock tick tock tick tock tick tock)
it might not be what you expected
there is no money back once you've been ripped off

today's a very special day
the boys'll murder for it but what will the neighbors say
it leaves you feeling pretty hollow
it might be nice to look at
don't forget you're stuck with it tomorrow (and tomorrow, and tomorrow....)

you're big enough to stop pretending
you'll start to really show within a week or so
so don't go saying it's just come to your attention
you'll get more than you're asking for without the right protection

today's a very special day
and how you'd love to have a little thing with which to play
but love wont get you very far
today be still your beating heart
you'll have to keep on feeding it tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow


boys will be boys will be boys will be boys will be boys will be boys will be girls with no warning
girls will be girls will be guys will be boys that don't cry over toys that they use to beat girls they despise by the morning
they always said that sex would change you...

no second thoughts the knife is nearing
you'll never hear the little pitter patter pitter patter
of this little feat of engineering
of course i love you and of course it's what's inside that matters
but i think the whole charade is ending
it seems to me to be the only way to keep from getting
caught up in a long life of regretting
the doctors said that once you get a taste for it you'll keep on cutting

but while you happen to be here
why don't you whisper all those sweet forevers in my ear
stiff upper lip for all this sorrow
hurry up and stick it in
you never when it will end
tomorrow or tomorrow or tomorrow...

[altobelli]

Under blue moon I saw you
So soon you'll take me
Up in your arms
Too late to beg you or cancel it
Though I know it must be the killing time
Unwillingly mine


Fate
Up against your will
Through the thick and thin
He will wait until
You give yourself to him


In starlit nights I saw you
So cruelly you kissed me
Your lips a magic world
Your sky all hung with jewels
The killing moon
Will come too soon


Fate
Up against your will
Through the thick and thin
He will wait until
You give yourself to him


Under blue moon I saw you
So soon you'll take me
Up in your arms
Too late to beg you or cancel it
Though I know it must be the killing time
Unwillingly mine


Fate
Up against your will
Through the thick and thin
He will wait until
You give yourself to him


Fate
Up against your will
Through the thick and thin
He will wait until
You give yourself to him
You give yourself to him


La la la la la...


Fate
Up against your will
Through the thick and thin
He will wait until
You give yourself to him


La la la la la...


Fate
Up against your will
Through the thick and thin
He will wait until
You give yourself to him


Fate
Up against your will
Through the thick and thin
He will wait until
You give yourself to him


La la la la la...

[Bad Music For Bad People]

kakva patetika, ajd malo panka, majku mu!!


victims - tv addict

I read the news the other day about a boy they threw away.
He went out and shot someone like some goddamn teleplay.
He claimed he was confused between fact and fantasy.
Seems he spent all his time in front of a TV screen

(and was a)television addict.

His lawyers said this boy was sick blaming ratings for his crime.
They said too much sex and too much violence on the idiot box blew up his idiot mind.

(he was a) television addict.
Watch it.

(he was a) television addict.

You and me we spend all our time in front of the window of the world.
And just because I watch Diner, sure doesn't mean I need a face lift
doesn't mean my brain has skipped. Doesn't mean anything.
There's more going on inside my mind than on any television screen.

(he was a) television addict.

Just because I watch Prisoner, Cop Shop, Fat Cat, Humphrey fucking B

(I'm a) television addict.

[down with the sickness]

Prettier than that butterfly i watch you head off through this night sky
The thought of you lingers like the smoke that's drifting from my fingers
While I sit, i see, there's a tree outside my room
My face reflected in the pain of this moon
Outside the cold rain cleanses my soul,
Whole, the distance between the rooms of my thoughts of us all
Sitting in that room sometimes i get to thinking about myself
Love, where does it come from?
For days on end i would plead to the moon
Where can i find someone to strip my flesh back bare to where the word begins,
Strip my flesh back bare to the wind that violates my skin

Washing away, under the sun, I vanish in the street heat
Melting on tar, lost in a wave of cut-throat urban values
Looking for some, getting too few, breathing fumes and pipe-dreams
Sliding, Holding...

We're up to our necks in it
We're up to our necks in it

Walking the streets of this big shitty gritty city
On a day when i feel like I'm living too close to the big electric light bulb in the sky
Shy, the rats with wings mingle about my feet
When i come to meet a man, a forsaken man
He is alone, he has no home, no family here
No brother, no mother, no sister, no other
He cries to me, he is tired
Where does he send his message?
To what, to whom, to why, to where does he send it?
What force is going to mend it?
If we wished we could help this man and our backs would not break
But hypocrisy only leaves us constantly bended
He wishes to end it

The progress that eats the soul of the past
Demolished, lost and rebuilt
Dehumanised, regimented
When nine-to-five's the doctrine
Give me the sky red behind the grey
Buildings framed in a sunset
I'm Sliding, holding

We're up to our necks in it
We're up to our necks in it