I love myself I want you to love me
When I feel down I want you above me
I search myself I want you to find me
I forget myself I want you to remind me
I don\'t want anybody else
When I think about you I touch myself
Ooh I don\'t want anybody else Oh no, oh no, oh no
You\'re the one who makes me come running
You\'re the sun who makes me shine
When you\'re around I\'m always laughing
I want to make you mine
I close my eyes and see you before me
Think I would die if you were to ignore me
A fool could see just how much I adore you
I get down on my knees I do anything for you
I don\'t want anybody else
When I think about you I touch myself
Ooh I don\'t want anybody else
Oh no, oh no, oh no
I want you I don\'t want anybody else
And when I think about you I touch myself
Ooh, ooh, oo, oo. ahh
I don\'t want anybody else
When I think about you I touch myself
Ooh I don\'t want anybody else
Oh no, oh no, oh no
Please allow me to introduce myself
I'm a man of wealth and taste
I've been around for a long, long year
Stole many a man's soul and faith
And I was 'round when Jesus Christ
Had His moment of doubt and pain
Made damn sure that Pilate
Washed his hands and sealed His fate
{Refrain}
Pleased to meet you, hope you guess my name
But what's puzzling you is the nature of my game
Stuck around St. Petersberg
When I saw it was a time for a change
Killed the Czar and his ministers
Anastasia screamed in vain
I rode a tank, held a general's rank
When the Blitzkrieg raged and the bodies stank
{Refrain}
I watched the gleam while your kings and queens
Ooh ooh, ooh ooh
Fought for ten decades for the Gods they made
Ooh ooh, ooh ooh
I shouted out, who killed the Kennedys
Ooh ooh, ooh ooh
When after all, it was you and me
Ooh ooh, ooh ooh
{Ooh ooh's continue throughout}
Let me please introduce myself
I'm a man of wealth and taste
And I lay traps for troubadors
Who get killed before they reached Bombay
{Refrain}
Oh yeah, get down, hit it
Pleased to meet you, hope you guess my name, oh yeah
But what's confusing you is just the nature of my game
Just as every cop is a criminal
And all the sinners saints
As heads is tails, just call me Lucifer
'Cause I'm in need of some restraint
So if you meet me, have some courtesy
Have some sympathy, and some taste
Use all your well learned politesse
Or I'll lay your soul to waste, mm yeah
{Refrain}
Mm mean it, get down
Tell me baby, what's my name
Tell me honey, can you guess my name
Tell me baby, what's my name
I tell you one time, your to blame
Ooh hoo, ooh hoo, ooh hoo, all right
What's my name
Tell me, baby, what's my name
Tell me, sweetie, what's my name
Ooh hoo, ooh hoo, ooh hoo, all right
Sevdim çok sevdim
Tanýdým aþkýn en saf halini
Kokladým gecelerce
Býraktýðýn eþyayý boþ evi
Uzanamadý elim telefona
Defalarca gidip geldi
Yenik düþtüm kendime
Göre göre
Gurur sandýðým aslýnda
Ümitsizliðimdi
Anladým temelli gittiðini
Haklýydýn üstelik
Suç benimdi
Sen üzülme gülüm incinme
Canýmýn içi iki gözüm sakýn küsme
Bana hediye býrak bütün kederleri
Ben aðlarým ikimizin yerine
Bilirsin aslýnda adaletsizliðini
Ýstemezsin hani sen de bittiðini
Ama kendinden yanadýr ya hep yürek
Feda edip aþký korur ya kendini
"There must be some way out of here," said the joker to the thief,
"There's too much confusion, I can't get no relief.
Businessmen, they drink my wine, plowmen dig my earth,
None of them along the line know what any of it is worth."
"No reason to get excited," the thief, he kindly spoke,
"There are many here among us who feel that life is but a joke.
But you and I, we've been through that, and this is not our fate,
So let us not talk falsely now, the hour is getting late."
All along the watchtower, princes kept the view
While all the women came and went, barefoot servants, too.
Outside in the distance a wildcat did growl,
Two riders were approaching, the wind began to howl.
Sensiz gecelerin koynunda
Uyku girmez gözlerime
Bu karanliklar beni eritse de
Vazgeçmem senden
Ask-i alevinden
Bilirim günler yeniden dogacak
Ellerim dokununca yüregin yanacak
Bilirim hersey yeniden yasanacak
Sarilinca boynuna gözlerin dolacak
Yürürüm gecenin üstüne
Salarim güneslerimi
Görürüm tane tane açilan güllerimi
Yürürüm gecenin üstüne
Günahlardan geçerim
Ezerim birer birer yalan sevisleri
Dön bebegim
Dön çaresiz basim
Ayrilik böyle uzun sürmez ki
Dön bebegim
Acilar seliyim
Dön bebegim
Hasrete gebeyim
this is the end
beautiful friend
this is the end
my only friend, the end
of our elaborate plans, the end
of everything that stands, the end
no safety or surprise, the end
i'll never look into your eyes...again
can you picture what will be
so limitless and free
desperately
in need...of some...stranger's hand
in a...desperate land
lost in a roman...wilderness of pain
and all the children are insane
all the children are insane
waiting for the summer rain, yeah
there's danger on the edge of town
ride the king's highway, baby
weird scenes inside the gold mine
ride the highway west, baby
ride the snake, ride the snake
to the lake, the ancient lake, baby
the snake is long, seven miles
ride the snake...he's old,
and his skin is cold
the west is the best
the west is the best
get here, and we'll do the rest
the blue bus is callin' us
the blue bus is callin' us
driver, where you taken' us
the killer awoke before dawn,
he put his boots on
he took a face from the ancient gallery
and he walked on down the hall
he went into the room
where his sister lived,
and...then he paid a visit to his brother,
and then hehe walked on down the hall,
and he came to a door...
and he looked inside
father, yes son, i want to kill you
mother...i want to...fuck you
c'mon baby, take a chance with us
c'mon baby, take a chance with us
c'mon baby, take a chance with us
and meet me at the back of the blue bus
doin' a blue rock
on a blue bus
doin' a blue rock
c'mon, yeah
kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill
this is the end
beautiful friend
this is the end
my only friend, the end
it hurts to set you free
but you'll never follow me
the end of laughter and soft lies
the end of nights we tried to die
this is the end
I pictured a rainbow
you held it in your hands
I had flashes
but you saw the plan
I wandered out in the world for years
while you just stayed in your room
I saw the crescent
you saw the whole of the moon
the whole of the moon...
You were there in the turnstiles
with the wind at your heels
you stretched for the stars
and you know how it feels
to reach too high, too far, too soon
you saw the whole of the moon
I was grounded
while you filled the skies
I was dumbfounded by truth
you cut through lies
I saw the raindirty valley
you saw Brigadoon
I saw the crescent
you saw the whole of the moon
I spoke about wings
you just flew
I wondered I guessed and I tried
you just knew
I sighed
but you swooned
I saw the crescent
you saw the whole of the moon
the whole of the moon...
with a torch in your pocket
and the wind at your heels
you climbed up the ladder
and you know how it feels
to get too high, too far, too soon
you saw the whole of the moon
the whole of the moon...
unicorns and cannonballs
palaces and piers
trumpets, towers and tenements
wide oceans full of tears
flags, rags, ferryboats
scimitars and scarves
every precious dream and vision
underneath the stars
you climbed on the ladder
with the wind in your sails
you came like a comet
blazing your trail
too high, too far, too soon
you saw the whole of the moon
@turbo Lover:
Wenn wir einen Abend zusammen Musik hören würden, gäbe es kaum Streit bei der Musikauswahl. All along the watchtower: Ein früherer Freund von mir hat das jeden, wirklich jeden Abend vor dem Schlafengehen gehört - über Jahre!
Und bei den Waterboys (Ich habe über einige Jahre verbissen dein Hobby Nr. 2 geteilt) habe ich immer ein paar Scheiben mehr auf der Bank geschafft - vielleicht macht es der Takt?!
Das macht Marauder immer wenn ich Lyrics poste......schade das er nie erkennt was eigentlich dahinter steckt.
Okay, bei den Devinyls steckte nix dahinter, normalerweise höre ich sowas auch gar nicht, mir war halt einfach danach heute.
Zum Kraftsport kann ich nur sagen das ich da nur klassische Musik hören kann, sonst kann ich gar nicht still auf der Bank liegen und versuche immer mit zu rocken und einmal bei Kniebeugen hätts mir fast das Genick gebrochen......da hatte ich eine Minute nicht aufgepasst und schon hatte ich 70kg im Genick weil ich nach vorne gekippt bin........
VOn Hendrix höre ich am liebsten House Of The Rising Sun.......ansonsten eigentlich fast alles eben, Deep Purple, Stones, Black Sabbath, Led Zep, Jethro Tull, Thin Lizzy, Pink Floyd, Neil Young, Judas Priest, Free, Bad Company, Van Halen, Motörhead, Whitesnake, Jefferson Airplane/Starship, Heart, Doors, Queen, Kinks, die alten von Aerosmith, ELO, CCR, Saxon, Golden Earing, Fleetwood Mac, Genises, Slade, Trex, Sweet, Status Quo, Lynard Skynard, The Who, Iron Maiden, Atomic Rooster, Focus, Kiss in Maßen, Cream, Alice Cooper, Frijid Pink, Ted Nugent, Ten Years After, Beatles, Santana, Rainbow, Tom Petty, ALex Harvey Band, UFO, .........
OOps, die Liste ist aber lang geworden..
Bad Company und Atomic Rooster - da bin ich platt! Auf die beiden kommt kaum einer bei so einer Liste! Also: Wir beide könnten einen Abend lang Musik hören! Allerdings wären wir dann wohl alleine; zumindest in meiner Bekanntschaft teilt keiner meinen Musikgeschmack. Vor allen Dingen nicht diese bunte Mischung...
Eingefleischte "Genesis-er" haben mich früher gesteinigt, wenn ich "Ride a white swan" vor mich hin gebrummt habe. Und "Licht aus - Spot an!" Gucker meinten by "Live like a man", danach könnte man nicht tanzen. War mir das egal...
Ich bin übrigens Jahrgang 57. Und das bedeutet, dass bei erreichen meines Flegelalters Hendrix und Joplin schon tot waren und Marc Bolan und J. Morrison... Und ich glaube, dass die alle "Hope I die before get old" nicht so wörtlich gemeint haben!
Lass uns weiterhin die guten alten Sachen um die Ohren hauen und beim nächsten "Bumm-Bumm-Bumm-Bassbooster-Rave-Tiefergelegten Golf an mir vorbeifahr" an lange Abende und dummes Gerede (Mann, war das schön!) bei "Itchykoo Park"denken.
Ach ja, ich bin Jahrgang '83 und habe noch wesentlich mehr auf Lager;-)
Wie wärs denn mit Loving Spoonful, Joe Cocker, Hollies, Peter Frampton, Eagles, Byrds, Rattles, Melanie, Blue Oyster Cult, Steppenwolf, Troggs, Canned Heat, Dire Straits, Bowie, Clapton, Procul Harum, Mountain, Derringer, ACDC, Uriah Heep, Scorpions, Hawkwind, SPinal Tap, Air Supply, King Crimson, Donovan, John Miles, Kate Bush, Toto, Cockney Rebel, Wings, BTO, Blondie, Iron Butterfly!!!!!!!!!, RAmones, Boomtown Rats........
Bad Company sind ja praktisch die Überbleibsel von Free...
Bei Genesis bin ich irgentwie nie dazu gekommen in die Peter Gabriel Zeiten reinzuhorchen, eigentlich fast nur die Phil Collins Zeiten......
Ich weiß leider genau was du meinst mit dem letzten Absatz, ich kann nicht verstehen wie man so etwas hören kann, es macht mich krank manchmal nur ne halbe Minute einen anderen Sender außer meinen geliebten Rock Sender in Berlin.
Schlimmer ist aber das ich nostalgisch bin aber gar keinen Grund habe, denn als ich auf die Welt kam war die schönste Zeit des letzten Jahrhunderts schon vorrüber.....
Ich ziehe mir alte Musikvideo Clips rein, mein Zimmer ist nur echt mit 60er 70er Style eingerichtet gemischt mit modernster Computer Technologie:-))
Ich höre diese Musik jetzt schon seit ca 10 Jahren und bereue es kein Bischen, auch wenn meine Freunde nicht alle auf meine Musik stehen, aber einige hats auch gepackt!
Angefangen mit Deep Purple über Sabbath und Priest und mit dem Internet dann alles was ich kriegen konnte.
Rock ist nicht nur Musik, es ist einfach ein Lebensstiel and I'm gonna live it up:-))
Tja, as you can see, thats my passion!
Hier noch ein kleiner sing along song:
Get your motor running
Head out on the highway
Lookin' for adventure
In whatever comes our way
Here and God are gonna' make it happen
Take the world in a love embrace
Fire all of your guns at once and
Explode into space
I like smoke and lightning
Heavy metal thunder
Racin' with the wind
And the feeling that that I'm under
Like a true nature's child
We were born, born to be wild
We can climb so high
I never want to die
Born to be wild
Born to be wild
zur Liste wären noch hinzuzufügen:Manfred Man, Yardbirds, Moody Blues, Yes, Steely Dan, Rush, Foghat, Arthur Brown.....ok das reicht, jetzt müsste ich schon überlegen...
Born to be wild - ein von der Werbung abgenudeltes und missbrauchtes Sahneteilchen. Und trotzdem - bei jeder Motorradfahrt im Hinterkopf! Rock can be live...
hundevatta
