We are the crowd, we're c-comin' out
Got my flash on, it's true
Need that picture of you
It so magical, we'd be so fantastical
Leather and jeans, garage glamorous
Not sure what it means
But this photo of us it don't have a price
Ready for those flashing light
'Cause you know that baby, I
I'm your biggest fan, I'll follow you until you love me
Papa, paparazzi
Baby, there's no other superstar, you know that I'll be
Your papa, paparazzi
Promise I'll be kind
But I won't stop until that boy is mine
Baby, you'll be famous, chase you down until you love me
Papa, paparazzi
I'll be your girl backstage at your show
Velvet ropes and guitars
Yeah, cause you're my rock star in between the sets
Eyeliner and cigarettes
Shadow is burnt, yellow dance and we turn
My lashes are dry, purple teardrops I cry
It don't have a price, loving you is cherry pie
Cause you know that baby, I
I'm your biggest fan, I'll follow you until you love me
Papa, paparazzi
Baby, there's no other superstar, you know that I'll be
Your papa, paparazzi
Promise I'll be kind
But I won't stop until that boy is mine
Baby, you'll be famous, chase you down until you love me
Papa, paparazzi
Real good, we dance in the studio
Snap, snap to that shit on the radio
Don't stop for anyone
We're plastic but we still have fun
I'm your biggest fan, I'll follow you until you love me
Papa, paparazzi
Baby, there's no other superstar, you know that I'll be
Your papa, paparazzi
Promise I'll be kind
But I won't stop until that boy is mine
Baby, you'll be famous, chase you down until you love me
Papa, paparazzi
venerdì 9 ottobre 2009
paparazzi - lady gaga
panic - the smiths
Panic on the streets of London
Panic on the streets of Birmingham
I wonder to myself
Could life ever be sane again ?
The Leeds side-streets that you slip down
I wonder to myself
Hopes may rise on the Grasmere
But Honey Pie, you're not safe here
So you run down
To the safety of the town
But there's Panic on the streets of Carlisle
Dublin, Dundee, Humberside
I wonder to myself
Burn down the disco
Hang the blessed DJ
Because the music that they constantly play
IT SAYS NOTHING TO ME ABOUT MY LIFE
Hang the blessed DJ
Because the music they constantly play
On the Leeds side-streets that you slip down
Provincial towns you jog 'round
Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ
Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ
HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ
HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ
HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ
Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ
HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ
HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ
Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ
HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ
HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ
Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ
HANG THE DJ
Panic on the streets of Birmingham
I wonder to myself
Could life ever be sane again ?
The Leeds side-streets that you slip down
I wonder to myself
Hopes may rise on the Grasmere
But Honey Pie, you're not safe here
So you run down
To the safety of the town
But there's Panic on the streets of Carlisle
Dublin, Dundee, Humberside
I wonder to myself
Burn down the disco
Hang the blessed DJ
Because the music that they constantly play
IT SAYS NOTHING TO ME ABOUT MY LIFE
Hang the blessed DJ
Because the music they constantly play
On the Leeds side-streets that you slip down
Provincial towns you jog 'round
Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ
Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ
HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ
HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ
HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ
Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ
HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ
HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ
Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ
HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ
HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ
Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ
HANG THE DJ
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Hotel Monteverdi via pietro Maraschin ,71 36015 Schio ( VI )
alle
02:22
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i will survive - gloria gaynor
First I was afraid
I was petrified
Kept thinking I could never live
without you by my side
But I spent so many nights
thinking how you did me wrong
I grew strong
I learned how to carry on
and so you're back
from outer space
I just walked in to find you here
with that sad look upon your face
I should have changed my stupid lock
I should have made you leave your key
If I had known for just one second
you'd be back to bother me
Go on now go walk out the door
just turn around now
'cause you're not welcome anymore
weren't you the one who tried to hurt me with goodbye
you think I'd crumble
you think I'd lay down and die
Oh no, not I
I will survive
as long as i know how to love
I know I will stay alive
I've got all my life to live
I've got all my love to give
and I'll survive
I will survive
It took all the strength I had
not to fall apart
kept trying hard to mend
the pieces of my broken heart
and I spent oh so many nights
just feeling sorry for myself
I used to cry
Now I hold my head up high
and you see me
somebody new
I'm not that chained up little person
still in love with you
and so you felt like dropping in
and just expect me to be free
now I'm saving all my loving
for someone who's loving me
I was petrified
Kept thinking I could never live
without you by my side
But I spent so many nights
thinking how you did me wrong
I grew strong
I learned how to carry on
and so you're back
from outer space
I just walked in to find you here
with that sad look upon your face
I should have changed my stupid lock
I should have made you leave your key
If I had known for just one second
you'd be back to bother me
Go on now go walk out the door
just turn around now
'cause you're not welcome anymore
weren't you the one who tried to hurt me with goodbye
you think I'd crumble
you think I'd lay down and die
Oh no, not I
I will survive
as long as i know how to love
I know I will stay alive
I've got all my life to live
I've got all my love to give
and I'll survive
I will survive
It took all the strength I had
not to fall apart
kept trying hard to mend
the pieces of my broken heart
and I spent oh so many nights
just feeling sorry for myself
I used to cry
Now I hold my head up high
and you see me
somebody new
I'm not that chained up little person
still in love with you
and so you felt like dropping in
and just expect me to be free
now I'm saving all my loving
for someone who's loving me
Pubblicato da
Hotel Monteverdi via pietro Maraschin ,71 36015 Schio ( VI )
alle
02:19
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Etichette:
canzone,
gloria gaynor,
i will survive,
lyrics,
song,
testo
clandestino - manu chao
Solo voy con mi pena
Sola va mi condena
Correr es mi destino
Para burlar la ley
Perdido en el corazn
De la grande Babylon
Me dicen el clandestino
Por no llevar papel
Pa' una ciudad del norte
Yo me fui a trabajar
Mi vida la dej
Entre Ceuta y Gibraltar
Soy una raya en el mar
Fantasma en la ciudad
Mi vida va prohibida
Dice la autoridad
Solo voy con mi pena
Sola va mi condena
Correr es mi destino
Por no llevar papel
Perdido en el corazn
De la grande Babylon
Me dicen el clandestino
Yo soy el quiebra ley
Mano Negra clandestina
Peruano clandestino
Africano clandestino
Marijuana illegal
Solo voy con mi pena
Sola va mi condena
Correr es mi destino
Para burlar la ley
Perdido en el corazn
De la grande Babylon
Me dicen el clandestino
Por no llevar papel
Argelino, Clandestino!
Nigeriano, Clandestino!
Boliviano, Clandestino!
Mano Negra, Ilegal!
Sola va mi condena
Correr es mi destino
Para burlar la ley
Perdido en el corazn
De la grande Babylon
Me dicen el clandestino
Por no llevar papel
Pa' una ciudad del norte
Yo me fui a trabajar
Mi vida la dej
Entre Ceuta y Gibraltar
Soy una raya en el mar
Fantasma en la ciudad
Mi vida va prohibida
Dice la autoridad
Solo voy con mi pena
Sola va mi condena
Correr es mi destino
Por no llevar papel
Perdido en el corazn
De la grande Babylon
Me dicen el clandestino
Yo soy el quiebra ley
Mano Negra clandestina
Peruano clandestino
Africano clandestino
Marijuana illegal
Solo voy con mi pena
Sola va mi condena
Correr es mi destino
Para burlar la ley
Perdido en el corazn
De la grande Babylon
Me dicen el clandestino
Por no llevar papel
Argelino, Clandestino!
Nigeriano, Clandestino!
Boliviano, Clandestino!
Mano Negra, Ilegal!
Pubblicato da
Hotel Monteverdi via pietro Maraschin ,71 36015 Schio ( VI )
alle
02:18
Nessun commento:
Etichette:
canzone,
clandestino,
lyrics,
manu chao,
testo
harder better faster stroger - daft punk
Harder, Better, Faster, Stronger"
Work It
Make It
Do It
Makes Us
Harder
Better
Faster
Stronger
More Than
Hour
Our
Never
Ever
After
Work is
Over [x2]
Work It Harder Make It Better
Do It Faster, Makes Us stronger
More Than Ever Hour After
Our Work Is Never Over
Work It
Make It
Do It
Makes Us
Harder
Better
Faster
Stronger
More Than
Hour
Our
Never
Ever
After
Work is
Over [x2]
Work It Harder Make It Better
Do It Faster, Makes Us stronger
More Than Ever Hour After
Our Work Is Never Over
Pubblicato da
Hotel Monteverdi via pietro Maraschin ,71 36015 Schio ( VI )
alle
02:16
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Alfredo - Baustelle
Un pezzetto bello tondo di cielo
d’estate sta sopra di me
Non ci credo
Lo vedo restringersi
Conto le stelle, ora
Sento tutte queste voci
Tutta questa gente ha già capito
che ho sbagliato, sono scivolato
Son caduto dentro il buco
Bravi, son venuti subito
Son stato stupido
Ma sono qua gli aiuti
Quelli dei pompieri, i carabinieri
Intanto Dio guardava il Figlio Suo
E in onda lo mandò
A Woytila e alla P2
A tutti lo indicò
A Cossiga e alla Dc
A BR e Platini
A Repubblica e alla Rai
La morte ricordò
Scivolo nel fango gelido
Il cielo è un punto
Non lo vedo più
L’Uomo Ragno m'ha tirato un polso
Si è spezzato l’osso, ora
Dormo oppure sto sognando,
perché parlo ma la voce non è mia.
Dico Ave Maria
Che bimbo stupido
Piena di grazia, mamma
Padre Nostro
Con la terra in bocca
Non respiro
La tua volontà sia fatta
Non ricordo bene, ho paura
Sei nei cieli
E Lui guardava il Figlio Suo
In diretta lo mandò
A Woytila e alla P2
A tutti lo mostrò
A Forlani e alla Dc
A Pertini e Platini
A chi mai dentrò di sé il Vuoto misurò.
d’estate sta sopra di me
Non ci credo
Lo vedo restringersi
Conto le stelle, ora
Sento tutte queste voci
Tutta questa gente ha già capito
che ho sbagliato, sono scivolato
Son caduto dentro il buco
Bravi, son venuti subito
Son stato stupido
Ma sono qua gli aiuti
Quelli dei pompieri, i carabinieri
Intanto Dio guardava il Figlio Suo
E in onda lo mandò
A Woytila e alla P2
A tutti lo indicò
A Cossiga e alla Dc
A BR e Platini
A Repubblica e alla Rai
La morte ricordò
Scivolo nel fango gelido
Il cielo è un punto
Non lo vedo più
L’Uomo Ragno m'ha tirato un polso
Si è spezzato l’osso, ora
Dormo oppure sto sognando,
perché parlo ma la voce non è mia.
Dico Ave Maria
Che bimbo stupido
Piena di grazia, mamma
Padre Nostro
Con la terra in bocca
Non respiro
La tua volontà sia fatta
Non ricordo bene, ho paura
Sei nei cieli
E Lui guardava il Figlio Suo
In diretta lo mandò
A Woytila e alla P2
A tutti lo mostrò
A Forlani e alla Dc
A Pertini e Platini
A chi mai dentrò di sé il Vuoto misurò.
Pubblicato da
Hotel Monteverdi via pietro Maraschin ,71 36015 Schio ( VI )
alle
02:13
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paolo conte - gli impermeabili
serrande abbassate
pioggia sulle insegne delle notti andate
…devo pensarci su… pensarci su…
ma dipenderà… dipenderà…
…quale storia tu vuoi che io racconti?…
…ah!… non so dir di no, no, no… no… no…
…e ricomincerà…
come da un rendez-vous…
parlando piano tra noi due…
Scendo giù
a prendermi un caffè…
…scusami un attimo…
passa una mano qui, così,
sopra i miei lividi…
…ma come piove bene sugl’impermeabili…
Pubblicato da
Hotel Monteverdi via pietro Maraschin ,71 36015 Schio ( VI )
alle
02:09
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Etichette:
conte,
impermeabili,
mocambo,
paolo conte
santeria - Sublime
I dont practice santeria
I aint got no crystal ball.
I had a million dollars but id,
Id spend it all.
If I could find that heina and that sancho that shes found,
Well Id pop a cap in sancho and Id slap her down.
What I really wanna know,
My baby, what I really want to say I cant define.
Well its love,
That I need, oh ,
But my soul will have to,
Wait till I get back and find heina of my own.
Daddys gonna love one and all.
I feel the break,
Feel the break,
Feel the break and I got to live it up,
Oh, yea huh, well I swear that i.
What I really wanna know, baby,
What I really want to say I cant define.
That love make it go,
My soul will have to...
What I really wanna say,
My baby,
What I really wanna say is Ive got mine.
And Ill make it, yes, Im comin up.
Tell sanchito that if he knows what is good for him he best go run and hide.
Daddys got a new .45.
And I wont think twice to stick that barrel straight down sanchos throat.
Believe me when I say that I got somethin for his punk ass.
What I really wanna know, my baby,
What I really wanna say is theres just one,
Way back,
And Ill make it, yea,
But my soul will have to wait.
Yea, yea, yea
I aint got no crystal ball.
I had a million dollars but id,
Id spend it all.
If I could find that heina and that sancho that shes found,
Well Id pop a cap in sancho and Id slap her down.
What I really wanna know,
My baby, what I really want to say I cant define.
Well its love,
That I need, oh ,
But my soul will have to,
Wait till I get back and find heina of my own.
Daddys gonna love one and all.
I feel the break,
Feel the break,
Feel the break and I got to live it up,
Oh, yea huh, well I swear that i.
What I really wanna know, baby,
What I really want to say I cant define.
That love make it go,
My soul will have to...
What I really wanna say,
My baby,
What I really wanna say is Ive got mine.
And Ill make it, yes, Im comin up.
Tell sanchito that if he knows what is good for him he best go run and hide.
Daddys got a new .45.
And I wont think twice to stick that barrel straight down sanchos throat.
Believe me when I say that I got somethin for his punk ass.
What I really wanna know, my baby,
What I really wanna say is theres just one,
Way back,
And Ill make it, yea,
But my soul will have to wait.
Yea, yea, yea
Bad Day r.e.m.
A public service announcement followed me home the other day.
I paid it nevermind. Go Away.
Shits so thick you could stir it with a stick-free Teflon whitewashed presidency.
We're sick of being jerked around.
Wear that on your sleeve.
Broadcast me a joyful noise unto the times, lord,
Count your blessings.
We're sick of being jerked around.
We all fall down.
Have you ever seen the televised St. vitus subcommittee prize
Investigation dance? Those ants in pants glances.
Well,look behind the eyes.
It's a hallowed hollow anesthetized
"save my own ass, screw these guys"
smoke and mirror lock down.
Broadcast me a joyful noise unto the times, lord,
Count your blessings.
The Papers wouldn't lie!
I sigh, Not one more.
It's been a bad day.
Please don't take a picture.
It's been a bad day.
Please.
We're dug in deep the price is steep.
The auctioneer is such a creep.
The lights went out, the oil ran dry
We blamed it on the other guy
Sure, all men are created equal.
Heres the church, heres the steeple
Please stay tuned-we cut to sequel
ashes, ashes, we all fall down.
Broadcast me a joyful noise unto the times, lord,
Count your blessings.
Ignore the lower fear
Ugh, this means war.
It's been a bad day.
Please don't take a picture.
It's been a bad day.
Please.
Broadcast me a joyful noise unto the times, lord,
Count your blessings.
We're sick of being jerked around.
We all fall down.
It's been a bad day...
I paid it nevermind. Go Away.
Shits so thick you could stir it with a stick-free Teflon whitewashed presidency.
We're sick of being jerked around.
Wear that on your sleeve.
Broadcast me a joyful noise unto the times, lord,
Count your blessings.
We're sick of being jerked around.
We all fall down.
Have you ever seen the televised St. vitus subcommittee prize
Investigation dance? Those ants in pants glances.
Well,look behind the eyes.
It's a hallowed hollow anesthetized
"save my own ass, screw these guys"
smoke and mirror lock down.
Broadcast me a joyful noise unto the times, lord,
Count your blessings.
The Papers wouldn't lie!
I sigh, Not one more.
It's been a bad day.
Please don't take a picture.
It's been a bad day.
Please.
We're dug in deep the price is steep.
The auctioneer is such a creep.
The lights went out, the oil ran dry
We blamed it on the other guy
Sure, all men are created equal.
Heres the church, heres the steeple
Please stay tuned-we cut to sequel
ashes, ashes, we all fall down.
Broadcast me a joyful noise unto the times, lord,
Count your blessings.
Ignore the lower fear
Ugh, this means war.
It's been a bad day.
Please don't take a picture.
It's been a bad day.
Please.
Broadcast me a joyful noise unto the times, lord,
Count your blessings.
We're sick of being jerked around.
We all fall down.
It's been a bad day...
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