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Pink Floyd, Dogs..................


You gotta be crazy, you gotta have a real need
You gotta sleep on your toes, and when you’re on the street
You gotta be able to pick out the easy meat with your eyes closed
And then moving in silently, down wind and out of sight
You gotta strike when the moment is right without thinking.

And after a while, you can work on points for style
Like the club tie, and the firm handshake
A certain look in the eye, and an easy smile
You have to be trusted by the people that you lie to
So that when they turn their backs on you
You’ll get the chance to put the knife in.

You gotta keep one eye looking over your shoulder
You know it’s going to get harder, and harder, and harder as you get older
And in the end you’ll pack, fly down south
Hide your head in the sand
Just another sad old man
All alone and dying of cancer.

And when you loose control, you’ll reap the harvest that you’ve sown
And as the fear grows, the bad blood slows and turns to stone
And it’s too late to loose the weight you used to need to throw around
So have a good drown, as you go down alone
Dragged down by the stone.

I gotta admit that I’m a little bit confused
Sometimes it seems to me as if I’m just being used
Gotta stay awake, gotta try and shake of this creeping malaise
If I don’t stand my own ground, how can I find my way out of this maze?

Deaf, dumb, and blind, you just keep on pretending
That everyone’s expendable and no-one had a real friend
And it seems to you the thing to do would be to isolate the winner
And you believe at heart, everyone’s a killer.

Who was born in a house full of pain
Who was trained not to spit in the fan
Who was told what to do by the man
Who was broken by trained personnel
Who was fitted with collar and chain
Who was given a seat in the stand
Who was breaking away from the pack
Who was only a stranger at home
Who was ground down in the end
Who was found dead on the phone
Who was dragged down by the stone.


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Ο παπαγάλος -Πασχαλίδης Μιλτιάδης

Σαν έμαθε τη λέξη καλησπέρα
ο παπαγάλος είπε ξαφνικά
«είμαι σοφός, γνωρίζω ελληνικά
τι κάθομαι εδωπέρα!»

Την πράσινη ζακέτα του φορεί
και στο συνέδριο των πουλιών πηγαίνει
την πράσινη ζακέτα του φορεί
για να τους πει μια γνώμη φωτισμένη

Παίρνει μια στάση λίγο σοβαρή
ξεροβήχει κοιτάζει λίγο πέρα
Παίρνει μια στάση λίγο σοβαρή
Και τους λέει? «καλησπέρα»

Ο λόγος του θαυμάστηκε πολύ
Τι διαβασμένος, λεν, ο παπαγάλος
θα’ ναι σοφός αυτός πολύ μεγάλος
αφού μπορεί κι ανθρώπινα μιλεί

Απ’ τις Ινδίες φερμένος ποιος το ξέρει
Πόσα βιβλία μαζί του να ’χει φέρει
Με τι σοφούς θα μίλησε και πόσα
Θα ξέρει στων γραμματικών τη γλώσσα

Κυρ-παπαγάλε, θα ’χουμε την τύχη
Ν’ ακούσουμε τι λες και παραπέρα
Ο παπαγάλος βήχει ξεροβήχει
Μα τι να πει, ξανάπε «καλησπέρα»

:

we, your landlord and employer,
have decided to start pulverizing parrots
in an effort to rid our fort
of the shiny vintage cigarette cases
they see their reflection in.
in addition, we have outlawed tug-of-war
to encourage the betrayal of chicken-head cut off instinct
and give in to the taking of determined walks
with a fox with black cherries
for eyes to burn holes through the books
that the parrots read and then said,
read and then said.

why?:
day traders wear penny-loafers sockless on sundays.
white undershirts, ass-tight baseball shorts
from the jag to the drugstore without popping wood.
"double dip of rocky-road."
it's understood,
these are men with all or nothing wardrobes;
men generally kept in closets on weekends.
stiffened by rigor mortis; wooden men,
wingless in their wife-beaters,
wifeless in their little lives of wading.
waiting like an unwound toby robot toy
for god to reconsider gravity...
"quickly from the car to the cleaners
without being caught in our underwear."

I Am the Walrus

Beatles

I am he as you are he as you are me and we are all together.
See how they run like pigs from a gun, see how they fly.
I'm crying.

Sitting on a cornflake, waiting for the van to come.
Corporation tee-shirt, stupid bloody Tuesday.
Man, you been a naughty boy, you let your face grow long.
I am the eggman, they are the eggmen, I am the walrus,
goo goo a'joob

Mister City P'liceman sitting
Pretty little p'licemen in a row.
See how they fly like Lucy in the Sky, see how they run.
I'm crying, I'm crying.
I'm crying, I'm crying.

Yellow matter custard, dripping from a dead dog's eye.
Crabalocker fishwife, pornographic priestess,
Boy, you been a naughty girl you let your knickers down.
I am the eggman, they are the eggmen, I am the walrus,
goo goo a'joob.

Sitting in an English garden waiting for the sun.
If the sun don't come, you get a tan
From standing in the English rain.
I am the eggman, they are the eggmen,I am the walrus,
goo goo g'joob, goo goo g'joob.

Expert textpert choking smokers,
Don't you think the joker laughs at you?
See how they smile like pigs in a sty, See how they snied.
I'm crying.

Semolina pilchard, climbing up the Eiffel Tower.
Elementary penguin singing Hare Krishna.
Man, you should have seen them kicking Edgar Allan Poe.
I am the eggman, they are the eggmen, I am the walrus,
goo goo a'joob, g' goo goo g'joob, (goo goo goo joob goo goo goo joob goo goo gooooooooooooo joooooooob)
Smoke pot, smoke pot everybody smoke pot smoke, pot smoke, pot everybody smoke pot

Χρόνια και χρόνια στο τροχό - Ξυλούρης Νίκος

Μουσική - Στίχοι: Μαρκόπουλος Γιάννης - Μύρης Κ. Χ

Αγρίμι της θάλασσας πιασμένο στο δίχτυ
χρόνια και χρόνια στο τροχό
πιασμένο στο δόκανο, ΔΕΛΦΙΝΙ βουνίσιο
χρόνια και χρόνια στο τροχό
τρυγόνα στη γλάστρα, λουλούδι στη ξόβεργα
χρόνια και χρόνια στο τροχό

Κι εγώ την ΑΡΚΟΥΔΑ καρφώνω τις νύχτες μονάχος
στα πέλαγα με τον αστρολάβο στο αμπάρι της Αργώς
χρόνια και χρόνια στο τροχό
στην πιλοτίνα της Αργώς, χρόνια και χρόνια κληρωτός

Νερό το κιβούρι μου στεγνό το λαγήνι
σ' ένα κατάρτι ναυαγός
οργώνω τον άνεμο, θερίζω τα βράχια
σ' ένα κατάρτι ναυαγός
Τραγούδι μακρόσυρτο το παίρνει τ' αλάτι
σ' ένα κατάρτι ναυαγός

Κι εγώ τη γοργόνα προσμένω τα Φώτα
να φέξει μεσάνυχτα τον έρημο Πόντο
στο αμπάρι, στο αμπάρι της Αργώς, σ' ένα κατάρτι ναυαγός
στην πιλοτίνα, της Αργώς, Χρόνια και χρόνια κληρωτός

"Rocky Raccoon"

Beatles

Now somewhere in the black mountain hills of Dakota
There lived a young boy named Rocky Raccoon
And one day his woman ran off with another guy
Hit young Rocky in the eye Rocky didn't like that
He said I'm gonna get that boy
So one day he walked into town
Booked himself a room in the local saloon.

Rocky Raccoon checked into his room
Only to find Gideon's bible
Rocky had come equipped with a gun
To shoot off the legs of his rival

His rival it seems had broken his dreams
By stealing the girl of his fancy.
Her name was Magil and she called herself Lil
But everyone knew her as Nancy.

Now she and her man who called himself Dan
Were in the next room at the hoe down
Rocky burst in and grinning a grin
He said Danny boy this is a showdown
But Daniel was hot-he drew first and shot
And Rocky collapsed in the corner.

Now the doctor came in stinking of gin
And proceeded to lie on the table
He said Rocky you met your match
And Rocky said, Doc it's only a scratch
And I'll be better I'll be better doc as soon as I am able.

Now Rocky Raccoon he fell back in his room
Only to find Gideon's bible
Gideon checked out and he left it no doubt
To help with good Rocky's revival.

Ziggy Stardust (και οι αράχνες από τον Άρη).......................

Ziggy played guitar, jamming good with Weird and Gilly
The spiders from Mars. He played it left hand
But made it too far
Became the special man, then we were Ziggy's band

Ziggy really sang, screwed up eyes and screwed down hairdo
Like some cat from Japan, he could lick 'em by smiling
He could leave 'em to hang
Came on so loaded man, well hung and snow white tan.

So where were the spiders while the fly tried to break our balls
Just the beer light to guide us,
So we bitched about his fans and should we crush his sweet hands?

Ziggy played for time, jiving us that we were voodoo
The kids were just crass, he was the nazz
With God given ass
He took it all too far but boy could he play guitar

Making love with his ego Ziggy sucked up into his mind
Like a leper messiah
When the kids had killed the man I had to break up the band.

Oh yeah
Ooooooo
Ziggy played guitaarrrrrr



...........................(David Bowie)

"The Continuing Story of Bungalow Bill"

Beatles

Hey, Bungalow Bill
What did you kill
Bungalow Bill?

He went out tiger hunting with his elephant and gun
In case of accidents he always took his mom
He's the all American bullet-headed saxon mother's son.
All the children sing

Hey Bungalow Bill
What did you kill
Bungalow Bill?

Deep in the jungle where the mighty tiger lies
Bill and his elephants were taken by surprise
So Captain Marvel zapped him right between the eyes
All the children sing

Hey, Bungalow Bill
What did you kill
Bungalow Bill?

The children asked him if to kill was not a sin
Not when he looked so fierce, his mummy butted in
If looks could kill it would have been us instead of him
All the children sing

Hey, Bungalow Bill
What did you kill
Bungalow Bill?

A horse with no name......................


On the first part of the journey
I was looking at all the life
There were plants and birds and rocks and things
There was sand and hills and rings
The first thing I met was a fly with a buzz
And the sky with no clouds
The heat was hot and the ground was dry
But the air was full of sound

I’ve been through the desert on a horse with no name
It felt good to be out of the rain
In the desert you can remember your name
’cause there ain’t no one for to give you no pain
La, la ...

After two days in the desert sun
My skin began to turn red
After three days in the desert fun
I was looking at a river bed
And the story it told of a river that flowed
Made me sad to think it was dead

You see I’ve been through the desert on a horse with no name
It felt good to be out of the rain
In the desert you can remember your name
’cause there ain’t no one for to give you no pain
La, la ...

After nine days I let the horse run free
’cause the desert had turned to sea
There were plants and birds and rocks and things
There was sand and hills and rings
The ocean is a desert with it’s life underground
And a perfect disguise above
Under the cities lies a heart made of ground
But the humans will give no love

You see I’ve been through the desert on a horse with no name
It felt good to be out of the rain
In the desert you can remember your name
’cause there ain’t no one for to give you no pain
La, la ...


.................(America)

"Piggies"

Beatles

Have you seen the little piggies
Crawling in the dirt
And for all the little piggies
Life is getting worse
Always having dirt to play around in.

Have you seen the bigger piggies
In their starched white shirts
You will find the bigger piggies
Stirring up the dirt
Always have clean shirts to play around in.

In their styes with all their backing
They don't care what goes on around
In their eyes there's something lacking
What they need's a damn good whacking.

Everywhere there's lots of piggies
Living piggy lives
You can see them out for dinner
With their piggy wives
Clutching forks and knives to eat their bacon.

Διάφανα Κρίνα -Η αγάπη είναι ένας σκύλος από την κόλαση!

perpatw-perpatw eis to dasos,otan o lykos den ine dw
mia wraia petalouda
h kalh mas agelada
mavros gatos

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Everybody must something to give, for something they get...

[ τροποποιήθηκε από τον/την Orfeus, 07-07-2013 17:13 ]

Κλείνω τη ...συνεισφορά μου ( ) σ' αυτό το thread, με
Diamond Dogs.............................

This ain’t rock’n’roll. this is genocide!

As they pulled you out of the oxygen tent
You asked for the latest party
With your silicone hump and your ten inch stump
Dressed like a priest you was
Tod browning’s freak you was

Crawling down the alley on your hands and knee
I’m sure you’re not protected, for it’s plain to see
The diamond dogs are poachers and they hide behind trees
Hunt you to the ground they will, mannequins with kill appeal

(will they come? )
I’ll keep a friend serene
(will they come? )
Oh baby, come unto me
(will they come? )
Well, she’s come, been and gone.
Come out of the garden, baby
You’ll catch your death in the fog
Young girl, they call them the diamond dogs
Young girl, they call them the diamond dogs

The halloween jack is a real cool cat
And he lives on top of manhattan chase
The elevator’s broke, so he slides down a rope
Onto the street below, oh tarzie, go man go

Meet his little hussy with his ghost town approach
Her face is sans feature, but she wears a dali brooch
Sweetly reminiscent, something mother used to bake
Wrecked up and paralyzed, diamond dogs are sableized

(will they come? )
I’ll keep a friend serene
(will they come? )
Oh baby, come unto me
(will they come? )
Well, she’s come, been and gone.
Come out of the garden, baby
You’ll catch your death in the fog
Young girl, they call them the diamond dogs
Young girl, they call them the diamond dogs

Oo-oo-ooh, call them the diamond dogs
Oo-oo-ooh, call them the diamond dogs

In the year of the scavenger, the season of the bitch
Sashay on the boardwalk, scurry to the ditch
Just another future song, lonely little kitsch
(there’s gonna be sorrow) try and wake up tomorrow

(will they come? )
I’ll keep a friend serene
(will they come? )
Oh baby, come unto me
(will they come? )
Well, she’s come, been and gone.
Come out of the garden, baby
You’ll catch your death in the fog
Young girl, they call them the diamond dogs
Young girl, they call them the diamond dogs

Oo-oo-ooh, call them the diamond dogs
Oo-oo-ooh, call them the diamond dogs
Bow-wow, woof woof, bow-wow, wow
Call them the diamond dogs
Dogs
Call them the diamond dogs, call them, call them
Call them the diamond dogs, call them, call them, ooo
Call them the diamond dogs

Keep cool
Diamond dogs rule, ok
Hey-hey-hey-hey

Beware of the diamond dogs
Beware of the diamond dogs
Beware of the diamond dogs
Beware of the diamond dogs
Beware of the diamond dogs


.........(David Bowie, **** τη λέξη bιtch, "έκοψε" η λογοκρισία )

"Hey Bulldog"

Beatles

Sheepdog
Standing in the rain,
Bullfrog
Doing it again
Some kind of happiness is measured out in miles
What makes you think you're something special when you smile?

Child-like
No one understands,
Jack knife
In your sweaty hands,
Some kind of innocence is measured out in years
You don't know what it's like to listen to your fears.

You can talk to me
You can talk to me
You can talk to me
If you're lonely you can talk to me

Big man
Walking in the park
Whigwam
Frightened of the dark
Some kind of solitude is measured out in you
You think you know me but you haven't got a clue

You can talk to me
You can talk to me
If you're lonely you can talk to me

[Hey]
Hey Bulldog
Hey Bulldog
Hey Bulldog
Hey Bulldog
Hey Bulldog

Το μικρο καρδερινακι
στο απέναντι παρκάκι
πάει πινει εδω
πάει πίνει εκεί
και γυρίζει σπίτι του κουνουπίδι (αυτο μπορει να πάει και στο θέμα 'Τραγούδια με ζαρζαβατικά'



Είναι γατα ειναι γάτα
ο κοντός με την γραβάτα....


Δεν ξαναβόσκω άλλες βοβάλες....

Κελαιδούν γλυκά τ΄αηδόνια
σ'έχω στην καρδιά μου χρόνια

Κελαιδούν οι καρδερίνες
έχω να σε δω 3 μήνες

Κελαιδάει μια αγαλιάντρα
αγκαλιάζεις άλλον άντρα

Κελαιδάει πικρά και ο γκιώνης
θα πεθάνω και θα λιώνεις

Ζηλεύω το μικρό σου το γατί,
στα πόδια σου κοιμάται όταν διαβάζεις,
δεν ξέρω αν κοιμάστε και μαζί
ή μ'άλλον στο κρεβάτι το αλλάζεις...

Αρκούδες

Ο ουρανός βρέχει αρκούδες που κάνουν τούμπες
και κατεβαίνουν σαν πεταλούδες
ο κόσμος τρέχει ξετρελαμένος απ' την τρομάρα
τρέμουνε όλοι και ξεφωνίζουν απ' τη λαχτάρα

Μα οι αρκούδες που κατεβαίνουν
που κατεβαίνουν σαν πεταλούδες
στη γη καθίζουν
χαμογελάνε και τρώνε φλούδες

Και συ που τρως το φαγητό σου αποχαυνωμένος
και συ που αγγίζεις γλυκά σημεία μεθυσμένος
έφτασε η ώρα να βγεις στο δρόμο ξεσπαθωμένος
έφτασε η ώρα να βγεις στο δρόμο με δράκου μένος

Ήρθαν οι βάρβαροι απ' την Ασία
που περιμένεις κι αν μείνεις μέσα δεν προλαβαίνεις
και θα τη χάσεις μια και για πάντα
την ευκαιρία να πολεμήσεις με τα θηρία

Γιατί οι αρκούδες μόλις μασήσουν όλες τις φλούδες
θα ξαναφύγουν πάλι όπως ήρθαν σαν πεταλούδες
κι εσύ θλιμμένος σ' ένα κρεβάτι ασβεστωμένος
θα καυγαδίζεις μικροκαυγάδες με δράκου μένος

αχά....


[ Το μήνυμα επεξεργάστηκε από: Desmar on 12-05-2005 13:08 ]

Στου Νείλου τ' αμμοχώραφα-Μούσχουρη Νανά



Στου Νείλου τ' αμμοχώραφα φυτρώνει ένα βοτάνι
Όποιος το κόβει, κόβεται, κι όποιος το βρει, το χάνει
Κοιμάμαι τα χαράματα, ξυπνώ το μεσημέρι
και ξεκινώ τ' απόβραδο για τ' ουρανού τα μέρη


Κι εκεί στων άστρων τις ρωγμές, στου φεγγαριού τη ράχη
Αρχίζω τον αγώνα μου και τη στερνή μου μάχη


Αλά, αλά, αλάι-λά, είναι ποτάμι και κυλά
Αλά, αλά, αλάι-λά, είν' ο Θεός που δε μιλά



Στου Νείλου τ' αμμοχώραφα και στα νερά τα μαύρα
σαλεύει τα μεσάνυχτα του κάτω κόσμου η σαύρα
Με το χρυσό της το κλουβί και τ' ασημένιο τάσι
Μαζεύει αδύνατες ψυχές, τον Άδη να χορτάσει


Μα εγώ στων άστρων τις ρωγμές, στου φεγγαριού τη ράχη
κερδίζω τον αγώνα μου και τη σκληρή μου μάχη


Αλά, αλά, αλάι-λά...