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    #1786
    Bad Religion - Infected


    now here I go,
    hope I don't break down,
    I won't take anything, I don't need anything,
    don't want to exist, I can't persist,
    please stop before I do it again,
    just talk about nothing, let's talk about nothing,
    let's talk about no one, please talk about no one, someone, anyone
    you and me have a disease,
    you affect me, you infect me,
    I'm afflicted, you're addicted,
    you and me, you and me
    I'm on the edge,
    get against the wall,
    I'm so distracted,
    I love to strike you,
    here's my confession,
    you learned your lesson,
    stop me before I do it again
    you're clear - as a heavy lead curtain want to drill you - like an ocean,
    we can work it out, I've been running out, now I'm running out
    don't be mad about it baby,
    you and me, you and me,
    I want to tie you, crucify you,
    kneel before you, revile your body,
    you and me, we're made in heaven,
    I want to take you, I want to break you,
    supplicate you, are incurable,
    I want to bathe you in holy water I want to kill you,
    upon the alter, you and me, you and me.

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    • Grudge
      • 04/01/07
      • 10641

      #1787
      Guano apes - DICK

      Don’t say a word
      your life is like a sin-phony
      brave as you dare
      there’s nothing but your gain
      i take off your shoes
      to put you up in ecstasy
      hide and turn loose
      that’s why i force you to

      walk like a stag,stag
      talk like a stag
      come on shout
      walk like a stag,stag
      talk like a stag
      come on shout
      walk like a stag,stag
      talk like a stag
      come on shout
      walk like a stag,stag
      who could wear my pants

      dick
      no dick
      you got to know
      dick
      yeah yeah how come

      now it’s time to live your fantasies
      yeah yeah
      ready or not we have a new conflict
      to turn the coin of lust and penalty
      just look what i do

      walk like a stag,stag
      talk like a stag
      come on shout
      walk like a stag,stag
      talk like a stag
      come on shout
      walk like a stag,stag
      talk like a stag
      come on shout
      walk like a stag,stag
      who could wear my pants


      dick
      no dick
      you got to know
      dick
      yeah yeah how come

      dick
      no dick
      you got to know
      dick
      yeah yeah how come


      who could wear my pants

      dick
      no dick
      you got to know
      dick
      yeah yeah how come

      dick
      no dick
      you got to know
      dick
      yeah yeah how come.
      Mother, did it need to be so high?

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      • grandegenio
        Opinionista
        • 10/04/07
        • 464

        #1788
        Subsonica - La glaciazione

        Gelidi tramonti
        un tempo erano fuoco sulla terra,
        gelidi i tuoi occhi
        due orbite in un cielo senza luce.
        Nel tuo cuore il vento
        l
        The black and green scarecrow is sadder than me,
        but now he's resigned to his fate
        'cause life's not unkind.
        He doesn't mind.
        He stood in a field where barley grows.

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        • Revenge

          #1789
          Slipknot - Duality


          I push my fingers into my eyes...
          It's the only thing that slowly stops the ache...
          But it's made of all the things I have to take...
          Jesus, it never ends, it works it's way inside...
          If the pain goes on...
          Aaaaaaah!

          I have screamed until my veins collapsed
          I've waited as my time's elapsed
          Now, All I do is live with so much fate
          I've wished for this, I've bitched at that
          I've left behind this little fact:
          You cannot kill what you did not create
          I've gotta say what I've gotta say
          And then I swear I'll go away
          But I can't promise you'll enjoy the noise
          I guess I'll save the best for last
          My future seems like one big past
          You're left with me 'cause you left me no choice

          I push my fingers into my eyes
          It's the only thing that slowly stops the ache
          If the pain goes on,
          I'm not gonna make it!

          Put me back together
          Or separate the skin from bone
          Leave me all the Pieces, then you can leave me
          alone
          Tell me the reality is better than the dream
          But I found out the hard way,
          Nothing is what it seems!

          I push my fingers into my eyes
          It's the only thing that slowly stops the ache
          But it's made of all the things I have to take
          Jesus, it never ends, it works it's way inside
          If the pain goes on,
          I'm not gonna make it!

          All I've got...all I've got is insane...
          All I've got...all I've got is insane...
          All I've got...all I've got is insane!
          All I've got...all I've got is insane!

          I push my fingers into my eyes
          It's the only thing that slowly stops the ache
          But it's made of all the things I have to take
          Jesus, it never ends, it works it's way inside
          If the pain goes on,
          I'm not gonna make it!

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          • Syria
            Libera sognatrice
            • 23/03/07
            • 4100

            #1790

            Vasco Rossi -- Ogni volta


            E ogni volta che viene giorno
            ogni volta che ritorno
            ogni volta che cammino e
            mi sembra di averti vicino
            ogni volta che mi guardo intorno
            ogni volta che non me ne accorgo
            ogni volta che viene giorno
            E ogni volta che mi sveglio
            ogni volta che mi sbaglio
            ogni volta che sono sicuro e
            ogni volta che mi sento solo
            ogni volta che mi viene in mente
            qualche cosa che non c'entra niente
            ogni volta
            E ogni volta che non sono coerente
            e ogni volta che non è importante
            ogni volta che qualcuno si preoccupa per me
            ogni volta che non c'è
            proprio quanto la stavo cercando
            ogni volta
            ogni volta quando....
            E ogni volta che torna sera
            mi prende la paura
            e ogni volta che torna sera
            mi prende la paura
            E ogni volta che non c'entro
            ogni volta che non sono stato
            ogni volta che non guardo in faccia a niente
            e ogni volta che dopo piango
            ogni volta che rimango
            con la testa tra le mani
            e rimando tutto a domani
            [FONT="Tahoma"]"Perch

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            • Revenge

              #1791
              Within Temptation - Hand of sorrow


              The child without a name grew up to be the hand
              To watch you, to shield you, or kill on demand
              The choice he made he could not comprehend
              He’s got a grim secret they had to command
              He’s torn between his honour and the true love of his life
              He prayed for both but was denied
              So many dreams are broken and so much we sacrifice
              Was it worth the ones we loved and had to leave behind
              So many years have past toward a noble land of lies
              Will all our sins be justified?
              The curse of his powers tormented his life
              Obeying the crown was a sinister crime
              His soul was tortured by love and by pain
              He surely would flee but the oath made him stay
              He’s torn between his honour and the true love of his life
              He prayed for both but was denied
              So many dreams are broken and so much we sacrifice
              Was it worth the ones we loved and had to leave behind
              So many years have past toward a noble land of lies
              Will all our sins be justified?
              Please forgive me for the sorrow
              For leaving you in fear
              For the dreams we had to silence
              That’s all there’ll ever be
              Still I’ll be the hand that saves you
              Though you’ll not see that it is me
              So many dreams are broken and so much we sacrifice
              Was it worth the ones we loved and had to leave behind
              So many years have past toward a noble land of lies
              Will all our sins be justified?

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              • Grudge
                • 04/01/07
                • 10641

                #1792
                Rockstar's Love Fist - FIST FURY

                Here we go again
                Cruisin in the right side of town
                Where the chicks taste like candy, but all the guys look like clowns
                Yea! Here's what I'm gonna do
                I'm gonna get and fix some of the best
                Driving by in my Porscha, down in the roadhouse to get us some

                Love Fist fury, we're just getting pussy
                Our love rockets are too aroused
                The girls are going crazy cause we ain't getting lazy
                Shooting love fist fuel all around

                Six AM on the morning after the beast rest up for awhile
                Last night saw some ugly fighting brawl
                Because the badge mustn't want us in town
                I said "come on guys chill for awhile, join us in our Fist world"
                Thank god the badge chose the Love Fist for a drunken crazy wild

                Love Fist fury, checkin out all the pussy
                Let your love rockets do all the rounds
                The girls are going crazy, tonight is getting hazy
                Shooting love fist fuel from their mouths

                Love Fist fury, we're just getting pussy
                Our love rockets are too aroused
                The girls are going crazy cause we ain't getting lazy
                Shooting love fist fuel all around

                Love Fist fury, we're just getting pussy
                Our love rockets are too aroused
                The girls are going crazy cause we ain't getting lazy
                Shooting love fist fuel all around

                Love Fist fury, we're just getting pussy
                Our love rockets are too aroused
                The girls are going crazy cause we ain't getting lazy
                Shooting love fist fuel all around

                Love Fist fury, we're just getting pussy
                Our love rockets are too aroused
                The girls are going crazy cause we ain't getting lazy
                Shooting love fist fuel all around
                Mother, did it need to be so high?

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                • Kyra
                  Disappointed Idealist
                  • 24/10/05
                  • 22455

                  #1793
                  Josh Joplin - Matter



                  And so life continues
                  As matter does not disappear
                  And you are not the issue
                  In this the universal sphere
                  So turn off the light
                  Let night embrace and take you in
                  Sleep within it's wisdom

                  And dreams are not lost
                  they merely fall beneath the ashes
                  Of what is left to the soul
                  From where it starts to where it catches

                  And you must remember me
                  A plea from one who must be kept like
                  Some vacant thought
                  We fear to find
                  We can't forget
                  And you have become
                  The instant you believe you have
                  Our memories our aftermath

                  Dreams are not lost
                  They merely fall beneath the ashes
                  Of what is left to the soul
                  From where it starts to where it catches
                  And this is our time until it passes

                  You sleep deeper than I do
                  And I keep thinking about you
                  Eyes tired and the night is impatient
                  It takes me under and I change the station
                  It takes me under and I change the station
                  It takes me under and I change the station
                  Though they may fade into the everyday

                  Dreams, dreams are not lost
                  they merely fall between the ashes
                  Of what is left to the soul
                  From where it starts to where it catches
                  I'm laying down, eating snow
                  My fur is hot, my tongue is cold
                  On a bed of spider web
                  I think of how to change myself

                  A lot of hope in a one man tent
                  There's no room for innocence
                  So take me home before the storm
                  Velvet mites will keep us warm.

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                  • Nuvolosa

                    #1794
                    Amedeo Minghi- La vita mia-
                    Vita mia,
                    Non sappiamo più aferrare, maneggiare,
                    Questo amore che svanisce e sguscia via,
                    Ti sei intristita e poi,
                    Poi ti sei stranita,
                    Non dici più :che bel tempo sei tu.

                    Infatti piove,
                    Vorresti uscire raffreddarti insieme a me,
                    Io vestito leggerissimo morrei
                    E mi abbandonerei per veder di nuovo
                    La vita mia, rapidissimo addio
                    E guardo fuori,
                    Vedo cuori e sogno gli alberi che anch’io
                    Ho scalato anch’io
                    È annidato lassù
                    Rivedo te che sei, che sei, la vita mia.

                    Questa vita tra le braccia, tra le mani,
                    Ha un bel volto, la tua faccia, un gran bel viso,
                    Hai vuoto che dai tu, anche il tuo sorriso io l’ho vissuto
                    E confuso sul mio,
                    Se questa è vita, l’ho toccata,
                    L’ho sentita su dì me, l’ho abbracciatta in te,
                    Guardo meglio e non c’è
                    Più dubbio che tu sia, che sei, la vita mia.

                    Che begli occhi vedrei con gli occhi miei,
                    Quanto amore catturato con le mani,
                    Che a le ali e con le ali svanirà
                    Ed io mí innamorai
                    Venni a dirlo a te, ti confidai
                    Che eri tu oramai.

                    C’è un temporale,
                    Possiamo uscire e raffreddarci insieme ormai, tremare
                    Perchè tremare fà,
                    La vita che se ne va, con te che porti via, con te,
                    La vita mia.

                    Perchè tremare fà,
                    La vita che se ne va, con te che porti via, con te,
                    La vita mia.

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                    • Syria
                      Libera sognatrice
                      • 23/03/07
                      • 4100

                      #1795
                      Extraterrestre - Finardi

                      C'era un tipo che viveva in un abbaino
                      per avere il cielo sempre vicino
                      voleva passare sulla vita come un aeroplano
                      perché a lui non importava niente
                      di quello che faceva la gente
                      solo una cosa per lui era importante
                      e si esercitava continuamente
                      per sviluppare quel talento latente
                      che è nascosto tra le pieghe della mente
                      e la notte sdraiato sul letto, guardando le stelle
                      dalla finestra nel tetto con un messaggio
                      voleva prendere contatto, diceva:

                      "Extraterrestre portami via
                      voglio una stella che sia tutta mia
                      extraterrestre vienimi a cercare
                      voglio un pianeta su cui ricominciare

                      Una notte il suo messaggio fu ricevuto
                      ed in un istante é stato trasportato
                      senza dolore su un pianeta sconosciuto
                      il cielo un po' più viola del normale
                      un po' più caldo il sole, ma nell'aria un buon sapore
                      terra da esplorare, e dopo la terra il mare
                      un pianeta intero con cui giocare
                      e lentamente la consapevolezza
                      mista ad una dolce sicurezza
                      "l'universo é la mia fortezza!"

                      "Extraterrestre portami via
                      voglio una stella che sia tutta mia
                      extraterrestre vienimi a pigliare
                      voglio un pianeta su cui ricominciare!"

                      Ma dopo un po' di tempo la sua sicurezza
                      comincia a dare segni di incertezza
                      si sente crescere dentro l'amarezza
                      perché adesso che il suo scopo é stato realizzato
                      si sente ancora vuoto
                      si accorge che in lui niente é cambiato
                      che le sue paure non se ne sono andate
                      anzi che semmai sono aumentate
                      dalla solitudine amplificate
                      e adesso passa la vita a cercare
                      ancora di comunicare
                      con qualcuno che lo possa far tornare, dice:

                      "Extraterrestre portami via
                      voglio tornare indietro a casa mia
                      extraterrestre vienimi a cercare
                      voglio tornare per ricominciare!
                      Extraterrestre portami via
                      voglio tornare indietro a casa mia
                      extraterrestre non mi abbandonare
                      voglio tornare per ricominciare!"
                      [FONT="Tahoma"]"Perch

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                      • Kyra
                        Disappointed Idealist
                        • 24/10/05
                        • 22455

                        #1796
                        Regina Spektor - On The Radio


                        This is how it works
                        It feels a little worse
                        Than when we drove our hearse
                        Right through that screaming crowd
                        While laughing up a storm
                        Until we were just bone
                        Until it got so warm
                        That none of us could sleep
                        And all the styrofoam
                        Began to melt away
                        We tried to find some worms
                        To aid in the decay
                        But none of them were home
                        Inside their catacomb
                        A million ancient bees
                        Began to sting our knees
                        While we were on our knees
                        Praying that disease
                        Would leave the ones we love
                        And never come again

                        On the radio
                        We heard November Rain
                        That solo's really long
                        But it's a pretty song
                        We listened to it twice
                        'Cause the DJ was asleep

                        This is how it works
                        You're young until you're not
                        You love until you don't
                        You try until you can't
                        You laugh until you cry
                        You cry until you laugh
                        And everyone must breathe
                        Until their dying breath

                        No, this is how it works
                        You peer inside yourself
                        You take the things you like
                        And try to love the things you took
                        And then you take that love you made
                        And stick it into some
                        Someone else's heart
                        Pumping someone else's blood
                        And walking arm in arm
                        You hope it don't get harmed
                        But even if it does
                        You'll just do it all again

                        And on the radio
                        You hear November Rain
                        That solo's awful long
                        But it's a good refrain
                        You listen to it twice
                        'Cause the DJ is asleep
                        On the radio
                        (oh oh oh)
                        On the radio
                        On the radio - uh oh
                        On the radio - uh oh
                        On the radio - uh oh
                        On the radio
                        I'm laying down, eating snow
                        My fur is hot, my tongue is cold
                        On a bed of spider web
                        I think of how to change myself

                        A lot of hope in a one man tent
                        There's no room for innocence
                        So take me home before the storm
                        Velvet mites will keep us warm.

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                        • carondimonio
                          fotto vespe
                          • 16/10/07
                          • 825

                          #1797
                          Young Abdel Madi Shabneh was only 18 years old
                          The youngest of 9 children, he'd never spent a nite away from home
                          And his mother held his photograph, up in the New York Times
                          You see the killing has intensified, along the road to peace

                          A tall thin boy with a whispy moustache, disguised as an Orthodox Jew
                          On a crowded bus in Jerusalem, some had survived World War II
                          And the thunderous explosion blew out windows, 200 yards away
                          More retribution and 17 dead, along the road to peace

                          Now at King George Avenue and Jaffa Road, passengers boarded bus 14A
                          In the aisle next to the driver Abdel Madi Shabneh
                          And the last thing that he said on earth was "God is great and god is good"
                          And he blew them all to kingdom come, upon the road to peace

                          Now in response to this, another kiss of death was visited upon
                          Yashir Tehah, Israel said is an Hamas Senior militant
                          Israel sent 4 choppers in, flames engulfed his white opal
                          And it killed his wife and his 3-year-old child, leaving only blackened skeletons

                          They found a toddler's bottle and a pair of small shoes,
                          and they waved them in front of the cameras
                          But Israel said they did not know that his wife and child were in the car
                          There are roadblocks everywhere and only suffering on TV
                          Neither side will ever give up their smallest right, along the road to peace

                          Israel launched it's latest campaign against Hamas on Tuesday
                          And two days later Hamas shot back and killed five Israeli soldiers
                          Though thousands dead and wounded on both sides, most of them Middle Eastern civilians
                          They fill their children full of hate, to fight an old man's war and die, upon the road to peace

                          "And this is our land we will fight with all our force", say the Palastinians and the Jews
                          And each side will cut off the hand of anyone who tries to stop the Resistance
                          If the right eye offends thee, then you must pluck it out
                          And Machoud Abbas and Sharon had been lost, along the road to peace

                          Once Kissinger said: "We have no friends, America only has interests"
                          And now our president wants to be seen as a hero and he's hungry for re-election
                          But Bush is reluctant to risk his future, with the fear of his political failures
                          So he plays chess at his desk and poses for the press, ten thousand miles from the road to peace

                          In a video that they found at the home of Abdel Madi Shabneh
                          He held a kalashnikov riffle, and he spoke with the voice like a boy
                          He was an excellent student, he studied so hard, it was as if he had a future
                          He told his mother he had a test that day, out along the road to peace

                          The fundamentalist killing on both sides is standing in the path of peace
                          And tell me, why are we arming the Israeli army with guns and tanks and bullets?
                          And if god is great and god is good, why can't he change the hearts of men?
                          Well, maybe god himself is lost and needs help
                          Maybe god himself he needs all of our help
                          Maybe god himself is lost and needs help
                          He's out upon the road to peace

                          Maybe god himself is lost and needs help
                          Maybe god himself he needs all of our help
                          And he's lost upon the road to peace
                          And he's lost upon the road to peace
                          Out upon the road to peace

                          Road to peace - Tom Waits
                          [SIZE=1][COLOR=Navy]"La libert

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                          • Cornolio
                            hep
                            • 28/09/04
                            • 20779

                            #1798
                            Sulla piazza d'una città
                            la gente guardava con ammirazione
                            un gorilla portato là
                            dagli zingari di un baraccone

                            con poco senso del pudore
                            le comari di quel rione
                            contemplavano lo scimmione
                            non dico dove non dico come

                            attenti al gorilla !

                            d'improvviso la grossa gabbia
                            dove viveva l'animale
                            s'aprì di schianto non so perché
                            forse l'avevano chiusa male

                            la bestia uscendo fuori di là
                            disse: "quest'oggi me la levo"
                            parlava della verginità
                            di cui ancora viveva schiavo

                            attenti al gorilla !

                            il padrone si mise a urlare
                            " il mio gorilla , fate attenzione
                            non ha veduto mai una scimmia
                            potrebbe fare confusione"

                            tutti i presenti a questo punto
                            fuggirono in ogni direzione
                            anche le donne dimostrando
                            la differenza fra idea e azione

                            attenti al gorilla !

                            tutta la gente corre di fretta
                            di qui e di là con grande foga
                            si attardano solo una vecchietta
                            e un giovane giudice con la toga

                            visto che gli altri avevan squagliato
                            il quadrumane accelerò
                            e sulla vecchia e sul magistrato
                            con quattro salti si portò

                            attenti al gorilla !

                            bah , sospirò pensando la vecchia
                            ch'io fossi ancora desiderata
                            sarebbe cosa alquanto strana
                            e più che altro non sperata

                            che mi si prenda per una scimmia
                            pensava il giudice col fiato corto
                            non è possibile, questo è sicuro
                            il seguito prova che aveva torto

                            attenti al gorilla !

                            se qualcuno di voi dovesse
                            costretto con le spalle al muro ,
                            violare un giudice od una vecchia
                            della sua scelta sarei sicuro

                            ma si dà il caso che il gorilla
                            considerato un grandioso fusto
                            da chi l'ha provato però non brilla
                            né per lo spirito né per il gusto

                            attenti al gorilla !

                            infatti lui, sdegnando la vecchia
                            si dirige sul magistrato
                            lo acchiappa forte per un'orecchia
                            e lo trascina in mezzo ad un prato
                            quello che avvenne fra l'erba alta

                            non posso dirlo per intero
                            ma lo spettacolo fu avvincente
                            e lo "suspence" ci fu davvero

                            attenti al gorilla !

                            dirò soltanto che sul più bello
                            dello spiacevole e cupo dramma
                            piangeva il giudice come un vitello
                            negli intervalli gridava mamma

                            gridava mamma come quel tale
                            cui il giorno prima come ad un pollo
                            con una sentenza un po' originale
                            aveva fatto tagliare il collo.

                            attenti al gorilla !

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                            • carondimonio
                              fotto vespe
                              • 16/10/07
                              • 825

                              #1799
                              [QUOTE=Cornolio;762040]Sulla piazza d'una citt
                              [SIZE=1][COLOR=Navy]"La libert

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                              • Micol
                                warrior
                                • 08/01/06
                                • 11506

                                #1800
                                Originariamente Scritto da Cornolio Visualizza Messaggio
                                Sulla piazza d'una città
                                [...]
                                attenti al gorilla !
                                Dimenticato di mettere il nome del cantautore : Georges Brassens
                                Ripresa poi da De André... che ne ha di sue veramente eccezionali.
                                Ducunt fata volentem, nolentem trahunt- il fato conduce dolcemente chi lo segue, trascina chi gli resiste.

                                ---------------------------------------------
                                Amministratore oggetti smarriti condominio "AZ"

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