Το videoclip της ημέρας

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=frxJPg6Ce2k

The Only Face - Bryan Ferry

Havana moon
You got me in the strangest mood
Just me myself no-one else
Could ever be so blue
No backstreet woman
No grand hotel
The only face - out of place
An empty shell
Havana moon
Nobody knows me like you do
Nowhere to turn I never learn
I can´t break through
No backstreet woman
No grand hotel
The only face - out of place
An empty shell
You make me nervous
Your telephone
You drive me crazy
I want to be alone
I want to be alone
Me myself no-one else
I want to be alone​
 
ΓΙΩΡΓΟΣ ΜΠΑΙΡΑΧΤΑΡΗΣ said:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=frxJPg6Ce2k

The Only Face - Bryan Ferry

Havana moon
You got me in the strangest mood
Just me myself no-one else
Could ever be so blue
No backstreet woman
No grand hotel
The only face - out of place
An empty shell
Havana moon
Nobody knows me like you do
Nowhere to turn I never learn
I can´t break through
No backstreet woman
No grand hotel
The only face - out of place
An empty shell
You make me nervous
Your telephone
You drive me crazy
I want to be alone
I want to be alone
Me myself no-one else
I want to be alone​
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Μιλάμε για το καλύτερο κομμάτι του Φέρρυ από το '80 και μετά .... ακόμη καλύτερο είναι στην λάιβ εκτέλεση από την περιοδεία που έκανε για το 'as times go by' , όπου χρησιμοποιεί κατά 99% μόνο πιάνο και τρομπέτα... το λάιβ το έχω σε dvd, θα το ψάξω στην τιούμπα μπας και το ανεβάσω ...
 
τελικά όλα είναι στην άκρη των δακτύλων μας ... καλό αυτό ή κακό ;

θυμάμαι 16αρης να περιμένω σε μία εκπομπή της ερτ (μουσικόραμα ;;; ) μπας και ανέβαζαν τίποτε των Ρόξυ.... και να περιμένω και να περιμένω ...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fRxskjqagfE&feature=related
 
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B_giKJLdfqk

Thanks and praises
Thanks to Jesus
I bet on the Bottle of Smoke
I went to hell
And to the races
To bet on the Bottle of Smoke

The day being clear
The sky being bright
He came up on the left
Like a streak of light
Like a drunken fuck
On a Saturday night
Up came the Bottle of Smoke

Twenty fucking five to one
Me gambling days are done
I bet on a horse called
the Bottle of Smoke
And my horse won

Stewards inquiries
Swift and fiery
I had the Bottle of Smoke
Inquisitions and suppositions
I had the Bottle of Smoke
[ Find more Lyrics on http://mp3lyrics.org/ENjv ]

Fuck the stewards
A trip to Lourdes
Might give the old fuckers
The power of sight
Screaming springers and stoppers
And call out coppers
But the money still
gleams in my hand like
a light

Bookies cursing
Cars reversing
I had the Bottle of Smoke
Glasses steaming
Vessels bursting
I had the Bottle of Smoke
Slip a fifty to the wife
And for each brat a crisp new five
To give me a break on
a Saturday night
When I had the Bottle of Smoke
Priests and maidens
Drunk as pagans
They had the Bottle of Smoke
Sins forgiven and celebrations
They had the Bottle of Smoke

Fuck the Yanks
And drink their wives
The moon is clear
The sky is bright
I'm happy as the horses shite
Up came the Bottle of Smoke
 
Bruce Springsteen - Cover me

Από το θρυλικό "Born in the Usa" του 1984.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2S4Hul4HW9E&feature=related

The times are tough now, just getting tougher
This old world is rough, it's just getting rougher
Cover me, come on baby, cover me
Well I'm looking for a lover who will come on in and cover me
Promise me baby you won't let them find us
Hold me in your arms, let's let our love blind us
Cover me, shut the door and cover me
Well I'm looking for a lover who will come on in and cover me ​

Outside's the rain, the driving snow
I can hear the wild wind blowing
Turn out the light, bolt the door
I ain't going out there no more ​

This whole world is out there just trying to score
I've seen enough I don't want to see any more,
Cover me, come on and cover me
I'm looking for a lover who will come on in and cover me
Looking for a lover who will come on in and cover me​
 
Aφου πιασαμε τον Shane....


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gMMgIqW9vso



I met my love by the gas works wall
Dreamed a dream by the old canal
I Kissed my girl by the factory wall
Dirty old town
Dirty old town

Clouds are drifting across the moon
Cats are prowling on their beat
Spring's a girl from the streets at night
Dirty old town
Dirty old town

( Solo vers ) ( C )

G
I Heard a siren from the docks
Saw a train set the night on fire
I Smelled the spring on the smoky wind
Dirty old town
Dirty old town

I'm gonna make me a big sharp axe
Shining steel tempered in the fire
I'll chop you down like an old dead tree
Dirty old town
Dirty old town

I met my love by the gas works wall
Dreamed a dream by the old canal
I kissed my girl by the factory wall
Dirty old town
Dirty old town
Dirty old town
Dirty old town
 
DOORS - "The Severed Garden"

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-V-pt1P-29k
Wow, I'm sick of doubt
Live in the light of certain
South
Cruel bindings.
The servants have the power
Dog-men and their mean women
Pulling poor blankets over
Our sailors​

I'm sick of dour faces
Staring at me from the tv
Tower, I want roses in
My garden bower; dig?
Royal babies, rubies
Must now replace aborted
Strangers in the mud
These mutants, blood-meal
For the plant that's plowed.​

They are waiting to take us into
The severed garden
Do you know how pale and wanton thrillful
Comes death on a strange hour
Unannounced, unplanned for
Like a scaring over-friendly guest you've
Brought to bed
Death makes angels of us all
And gives us wings
Where we had shoulders
Smooth as raven's
Claws​

No more money, no more fancy dress
This other kingdom seems by far the best
Until it's other jaw reveals incest
And loose obedience to a vegetable law.​

I will not go
Prefer a feast of friends
To the giant family.​
 
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