Moυσεία

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zc_dgbCHs58

Baby, I've been waiting,
I've been waiting night and day.
I didn't see the time,
I waited half my life away.
There were lots of invitations
and I know you sent me some,
but I was waiting
for the miracle, for the miracle to come.
I know you really loved me.
but, you see, my hands were tied.
I know it must have hurt you,
it must have hurt your pride
to have to stand beneath my window
with your bugle and your drum,
and me I'm up there waiting
for the miracle, for the miracle to come.

Ah I don't believe you'd like it,
You wouldn't like it here.
There ain't no entertainment
and the judgements are severe.
The Maestro says it's Mozart
but it sounds like bubble gum
when you're waiting
for the miracle, for the miracle to come.

Waiting for the miracle
There's nothing left to do.
I haven't been this happy
since the end of World War II.

Nothing left to do
when you know that you've been taken.
Nothing left to do
when you're begging for a crumb
Nothing left to do
when you've got to go on waiting
waiting for the miracle to come.

I dreamed about you, baby.
It was just the other night.
Most of you was naked
Ah but some of you was light.
The sands of time were falling
from your fingers and your thumb,
and you were waiting
for the miracle, for the miracle to come

Ah baby, let's get married,
we've been alone too long.
Let's be alone together.
Let's see if we're that strong.
Yeah let's do something crazy,
something absolutely wrong
while we're waiting
for the miracle, for the miracle to come.

Nothing left to do ...

When you've fallen on the highway
and you're lying in the rain,
and they ask you how you're doing
of course you'll say you can't complain --
If you're squeezed for information,
that's when you've got to play it dumb:
You just say you're out there waiting
for the miracle, for the miracle to come
 
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lIPan-rEQJA

Long as I remember
the rain been comin' down.
Clouds of myst'ry pouring
confusion on the ground.
Good men through the ages,
try'n' to find the sun,
and I wonder, still I wonder,
who'll stop the rain.

I went down Virgina
seekin' shelter from the storm.
Caught up in the fable,
I watched the tower grow.
Five years plans and new deals,
wrapped in golden chains,
and I wonder, still I wonder,
who'll stop the rain.

Heard the singers playin'
how we cheered for more.
The crowd had rushed together,
trying' to keep warm.
Still the rain kept pourin',
fallin' in my ears,
and I wonder, still I wonder
who'll stop the rain.
 
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Mij69j9dLLQ

Femme que j'aime, c'est ta ta ta ta
Femme que j'aime, mais ce n'est pas toi
Femme que j'aime, c'est ta ta ta ta
Femme que j'aime, mais ce n'est pas toi

Je me dis ton ami
Et pourtant quand tes yeux
Rencontrent les miens
J'ai des remords
Je me sens malheureux
Mais je n'y peux rien

Femme que j'aime, c'est ta ta ta ta
Femme que j'aime, mais ce n'est pas toi
Femme que j'aime, c'est ta ta ta ta
Femme que j'aime, mais ce n'est pas toi

Je voudrais te parler
Pouvoir t'expliquer
Mais aucun mot ne vient
Je me decide et puis je remets
Toujours a demain

Femme que j'aime, c'est ta ta ta ta
Femme que j'aime, mais ce n'est pas toi
Femme que j'aime, c'est ta ta ta ta
Femme que j'aime, mais ce n'est pas toi

Et ce que toi tu prends
Pour une chanson
Qui te plat bien
C'est un aveu
Tourne a ma facon
Mais tu n'y comprend rien

Femme que j'aime, c'est ti ti ti ti
Femme que j'aime, mais ce n'est pas toi
Femme que j'aime, c'est ti ti ti ti
Femme que j'aime, mais ce n'est pas toi
 
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Michel Polnareff, born in Nérac (Lot-et-Garonne) on 3 July 1944, is a French singer-songwriter who was very popular from the mid-1960s until the early 1980s. While his commercial success is considerably smaller nowadays, he is still active and critically respected.

Michel was born into an artistic family: his mother, Simone Lane, was a dancer and his father, Leib Polnareff or Léo Poll worked with Édith Piaf. He learned piano by age five and was a very good music student. He learned the guitar, and after his studies, military service, and a brief time in insurance, he began to play his guitar on the steps of the Sacré Cœur.

Polnareff also played with his image: black glasses, fancy trousers, and ambiguous provocations. His song L'Amour avec Toi could not be played before 10 p.m. because it was considered "pornographic" at the time in France (the song is mild by today's standards). From 1969 on, Polnareff was hugely successful: tours, music videos, hits. He also became the target of scandalmongers. Tragedy struck in September 1970, when his friend Lucien Morisse committed suicide

After a rest period in the Paris area, and long months in isolation, Polnareff gradually resumed touring. His health and his morale improved, but not his sight: he was forced to protect his eyes with thick, dark sunglasses. His problems didn't stop there. In 1972, a promotional poster showed his naked buttocks. Although the scandal benefitted him commercially, it brought censorship and lawsuits. Then, during a world tour, he learned that Bernard Seneau, his manager, had run off with his money, leaving him broke. Unable to pay his debts, and crushed by the death of his mother, he left France for the United States, where he lived in anonymity.

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"Human League - a new, then, pop mixture of localised punk self-expression, international pop obsession, lust for life. Kraftwerk machine-kinkiness, nightclub thrills, studio fun, fame fascination, and A for Abba meets, somewhere over a rainbow in Mars, Z for Zappa. Human League, after a start that was more Krautrock than glam pop, became part of an eighties thing that is seen to be about style above content - in fact, there is a lot of content, it's just that content is all style.
They were hip, and then not hip, and then hip, and then not, and then again, and then hardly, and yet again, and finally beyond hip, virtually iconic, almost heroic, deliriously tragicomic, a moderne European classic."

Paul Morley - 'Words and Music', Bloomsbury Publishing, London 2003.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e0YVOIKX0IQ

Since I was very young I've realised
I never wanted to be human size
So I avoid the crowds and traffic jams
They just remind me of how small I am
Because of this longing in my heart
I'm going to start the growing art
I'm going to grow now and never stop
Think like a mountain, grow to the top
Chorus :
Tall, tall, tall, I want to
be tall, tall, tall
As big as a wall, wall,
wall, as big as a wall,
wall, wall
And if I'm not tall, tall,
tall, then I will crawl,
crawl, crawl
Because I'm not tall, tall,
tall, tall, tall, tall,
tall, tall
Tall, tall, tall, I want to
be tall, tall, tall
As big as a wall, wall,
wall, as big as a wall,
wall, wall
And if I'm not tall, tall,
tall, then I will crawl,
crawl, crawl
Because I'm not tall, tall,
tall, tall, tall, tall,
tall, tall
With concentration
My size increased
And now I'm fourteen stories high
At least
Empire State Human
Just a born kid
I'll go to Egypt to be
The pyramids
(Chorus) over :-
Refrain 1 :
Brick by brick
Stone by stone
Growing till he's fully grown
Brick by brick
Stone by stone
Growing till he's fully grown
Refrain 2 :
Fetch more water
Fetch more sand
Biggest person in the land
Fetch more water
Fetch more sand
Biggest person in the land
 
Mazzy Star - Five String Serenade


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jBgsMNqzq_0


This is my five string serenade
Beneath the water I play
And while I'm playing for you
It could be raining there too

This is my five string serenade
Beneath the water I play
And while I'm playing for you
It could be raining there too

And on my easel I drew
While I was thinking of you
And on the roof of my head
In came my five string serenade

This is my five string serenade
Beneath the water I play
And while I'm playing for you
It could be raining there too



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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U5lK01dns5E

Once upon a time there lived an old miser man
By the name of Silas Stingy
He carried all his money in a little black box
Which was heavy as a rock
With a big padlock
All the little kids would shout
When Silas was about

Money, money, money bags
Money, money, money bags
There goes mingy Stingy
There goes mingy Stingy
Money, money, money bags
Money, money, money bags
There goes mingy Stingy
There goes mingy Stingy

Silas didn't eat, which was just as well
He would starve himself for a penny
He wore old clothes and he never washed
'Cause soap cost a lot
And the dirt kept him hot
All the little kids would shout
When Silas was about

Money, money, money bags
Money, money, money bags
There goes mingy Stingy
There goes mingy Stingy
Money, money, money bags
Money, money, money bags
There goes mingy Stingy
There goes mingy Stingy

In the back of his head
Was a voice that said
"Someone will steal it all
You'll be lying in the gutter with an empty box
The thieves will be having a ball"

Money, money, money bags
Money, money, money bags
There goes mingy Stingy
There goes mingy Stingy
Money, money, money bags
Money, money, money bags
There goes mingy Stingy
There goes mingy Stingy

He bought a safe to put the box in
And a house to put the safe in
And a watchdog on a chain to make quite sure
And his face was very funny
When he counted up his money
And he realized he hadn't any more

Money, money, money bags
Money, money, money bags
There goes mingy Stingy
There goes mingy Stingy
Money, money, money bags
Money, money, money bags
There goes mingy Stingy
There goes mingy Stingy

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second from left is the bassman.
every-bit as good as the guitar player.
RIP John.

πουλάκια μου! :love:


:worshippy: :worshippy: :worshippy:
 
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GgOyqdN2SaE

One girl was called Jean Marie
Another little girl was called Felicity
Another little girl was Sally Joy
The other was me, and I'm a boy

My name is Bill and I'm a headcase
They practice making up on my face
Yeah, I feel lucky if I get trousers to wear
Spend ages taking hairpins from my hair

I'm a boy, I'm a boy
But my ma won't admit it
I'm a boy, I'm a boy
But if I say I am I get it

Put your frock on Jean Marie
Plait your hair Felicity
Paint your nails, little Sally Joy
Put this wig on, little boy

I'm a boy, I'm a boy
But my ma won't admit it
I'm a boy, I'm a boy
But if I say I am I get it

I wanna play cricket on the green
Ride my bike across the stream
Cut myself and see my blood
I wanna come home all covered in mud

I'm a boy, I'm a boy
But my ma won't admit it
I'm a boy, I'm a boy, I'm a boy
I'm a boy, I'm a boy, I'm a boy, I'm a boy
I'm a boy, I'm a boy, I'm__ a__ boy__



Pictures of Lilly
make my life so wonderfull


Οι πολιτείες του άνδρα και η Ψυχή του.
Το δικαίωμα τού να κοιμάσαι μόνος. Με κρύα καρδιά.

Κάτω τα best-sellers.
Nα ζήσουν οι σπυριάρηδες και οι αγάμητοι. :award:
 
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6JosO5RSZ84

Laugh and say I'm green
I've seen things you'll never see.
Talk behind my back
But I'm off the beaten track.
I'll take on anyone
Ain't scared of a bloody nose,
Drink till I drop down
With one eye on my clothes.

What is it? I'll take it.
Who is she? I'll rape it.
Got a bet there? I'll meet it.
Getting High? You can't beat it.

Doctor Jimmy and mister Jim
When I'm pilled you don't notice him,
He only comes out when I drink my gin.

You say she's a virgin.
I'm gonna be the first in.
Her fellah's gonna kill me?
Oh fucking will he.
I'm seeing double
But don't miss me if you can.
There's gonna be trouble
When she choses her man.

What is it? I'll take it.
Who is she? I'll rape it.
Got a bet there? I'll meet it.
Getting High? You can't beat it.

Doctor Jimmy and mister Jim
When I'm pilled you don't notice him,
He only comes out when I drink my gin.

Is it me? For a moment
The stars are falling.
The heat is rising
The past is calling.

Is it me? For a moment
The stars are falling.
The heat is rising
The past is calling.

I'm going back soon
Home to get the baboon
Who cut up my eye,
Tore up my Levis.
I'm feeling restless
Bring another score around
Maybe something stronger
Could really hold me down.

What is it? I'll take it.
Who is she? I'll rape it.
Got a bet there? I'll meet it.
Getting High? You can't beat it.

What is it? I'll take it.
Who is she? I'll rape it.

Doctor Jimmy and mister Jim
When I'm pilled you don't notice him,
He only comes out when I drink my gin.

Is it me? For a moment
The stars are falling.
The heat is rising
The past is calling.

Is it me? For a moment
The stars are falling.
The heat is rising
The past is calling.
 
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