Οι καλυτεροι στιχοι ολων των εποχων απο τη ματια των "Noizholics"!

[Jethro]

Moon Over Bourbon Street

by Sting

 

There's a moon over bourbon street tonight

I see faces as they pass beneath the pale lamplight

Ive no choice but to follow that call

The bright lights, the people, and the moon and all

I pray everyday to be strong

For I know what I do must be wrong

Oh you'll never see my shade or hear the sound of my feet

While there's a moon over bourbon street

 

It was many years ago that I became what I am

I was trapped in this life like an innocent lamb

Now I can only show my face at noon

And youll only see me walking by the light of the moon

The brim of my hat hides the eye of a beast

Ive the face of a sinner but the hands of a priest

Oh you'll never see my shade or hear the sound of my feet

While there's a moon over bourbon street

 

She walks everyday through the streets of new Orleans

Shes innocent and young from a family of means

I have stood many times outside her window at night

To struggle with my instinct in the pale moon light

How could I be this way when I pray to God above

I must love what I destroy and destroy the thing I love

Oh you'll never see my shade or hear the sound of my feet

While there's a moon over bourbon street

 

Δυστυχώς δεν βρήκα video clip από τη studio εκτέλεση (ακούστε την οσοι δεν...) και παραθέτω μια άλλη, αρκετά Dixieland και μάλλον ενδιαφέρουσα:

 

[Thanocaster]

Σεντόνι alert!  ;D

 

Μπόλικα από Floyd όπως

 

I have a strong urge to fly,

But I have nowhere to fly to.

--------------------------------

I have a little black book with my poems in

Got a bag with a toothbrush and a comb in,

When I'm a good dog, they sometimes through me a bone in.

--------------------------------

And then one day you find, ten years have got behind you

Noone told you when to run, you missed the starting gun.

--------------------------------

You got 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.

--------------------------------

Was it love or was it the idea of being in love?

Or was it the hand of fate that seemed to fit just like a glove?

--------------------------------

One slip and down the hole we fall

It seems to take no time at all

A momentary lapse of reason that binds a life to a life

A small regret you won't forget, there'll be no sleep in here tonight.

--------------------------------

I held the blade in trembling hand prepared to make it but...

Just then the phone rang, I never had the nerve to make the final cut.

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All that is now, all that is gone, all thats to come

And everything under the sun is in tune

But the sun is eclipsed by the moon.

--------------------------------

There must be some mistake,

I never meant to let them take,

Away my soul. Am I too old? Is it too late?

Where has the feeling gone?

Will I remember this song?

The show must go on.

--------------------------------

The child has grown, the dream is gone,

I have become comfotably numb.

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Boom boom, bang bang,

Lie down, you're dead.

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Και μερικά από άλλους:

 

Alan Parsons

The sun in your eyes made some of the lies worth believing

I am the eye in the sky, looking at you I can read your mind.

 

Peter Gabriel

If looks could kill they probably will

In games without frontiers-wars without tears

--------------------------------

I was feeling part of the scenery

I walked right out of the machinery

My heart was going boom boom boom

Hey, he said, grab your things, Ive come to take you home.

 

Manic Street Preachers

Imperial bodybags, coming home in dribs and drabs

Life is numbers, with doggy tags

Filled with holes and coming back

So come on up the sky?

can't make out this line very well

Never had a chance to wave goodbye

Thrown away and unhappy

Driven by hypocracy

Nothing's finished it just fades away

Like a lover who has lost her faith

Nothing's finished it just fades away

Fades away

Imperial bodybags, Prom Queen disposible

Children wrapped in home-made flags

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The future teaches you to be alone

The present to be afraid and cold

So if I can shoot rabbits

Then I can shoot fascists

Bullets for your brain today

But we'll forget it all again

Monuments put from pen to paper

Turns me into a gutless wonder

 

dEUS

The plan it wasn't much of a plan

I just started walking

I had enough of this old town

Had nothing else to do

It was one of those nights

You wonder how nobody died

We started talking

You didn't come here to have fun

You said: "Well I just came for you"

 

But do you still love me?

Do you feel the same

Do I have a chance

Of doing that old dance

With someone I've been

Pushing away

 

And touch we touched the soul

the very soul, the soul of what we were then

With the old schemes of shattered dreams

lying on the floor

You looked at me

no more than sympathy

my lies you have heard them

My stories you have laughed with

my clothes you have torn

 

And do you still love me?

do you feel the same

And do I have a chance

of doing that old dance again

Is it too late for some of that romance again

Let's go away, we'll never have the chance again

 

You lost that feeling

You want it again

More than I'm feeling

you'll never get

You've had a go at

all that you know

You lost that feeling

so come down and show

 

Don't say goodbye

let accusations fly

like in that movie

You know the one where Martin Sheen

waves his arm to the girl on the street

I once told a friend

that nothing really ends

no one can prove it

So I'm asking you now

could it possibly be

that you still love me?

And do you feel the same

Do I have a chance

of doing that old dance again

Is it too late for some of that romance again

Let's go away, we'll never have the chance again

 

I take it all from you

I take it all from you

I take it all from you

I take it all from you

 

I take it all from you

I take it all from you

 

[inertiacreep]

Δυο στίχοι του μέγιστου Martin Walkyier που μου έχουν κολλήσει χρόνια στο μυαλό...

 

"I'm a puppet of lust and my instincts are pulling the strings

No, love's not an angel - it's merely a monkey with wings"

 

Από το "Sins Of Emission" του LP "Prince Of The Poverty Line", 1994.

[gkou]

"Dangervisit", από Archive

 

So much writing on the wall can you read it all

Can you see through the haze when the writing’s small

Can you read what it means is it making sense?

‘Cause it’s all dollar bills and pounds and pence

Telling you what to do and what pills to take

When your heads in your hands and your belly aches

Where to go in the world when you need a change

Don’t you worry about the bill that can be arranged

 

Make me sad make me sleep make me question

Give me things that can calm this depression

Let me know what to do when my money’s spent

Let me know how to smell and to pay the rent

Let me know what to do when my hair is gone

Let me know who to kill when the war is on

 

There’s a woman of your dreams and she’s on the phone

Better send her a text when you’re on your own

Make me sad make me sleep make me question

Give me things that can calm this depression

 

So much writing on the wall

Feel trust obey

[Mean]

Echo And The Bunnymen-Killing Moon

 

Under blue moon I saw you

So soon you'll take me

Up in your arms

Too late to beg you or cancel it

Though I know it must be the killing time

Unwillingly mine

 

 

Fate

Up against your will

Through the thick and thin

He will wait until

You give yourself to him

 

 

In starlit nights I saw you

So cruelly you kissed me

Your lips a magic world

Your sky all hung with jewels

The killing moon

Will come too soon

 

 

Fate

Up against your will

Through the thick and thin

He will wait until

You give yourself to him

 

 

Under blue moon I saw you

So soon you'll take me

Up in your arms

Too late to beg you or cancel it

Though I know it must be the killing time

Unwillingly mine

 

 

Fate

Up against your will

Through the thick and thin

He will wait until

You give yourself to him

 

La la la la la...

 

Fate

Up against your will

Through the thick and thin

He will wait until

You give yourself to him

 

Gary Numan-Are Friends Electric?

 

It's cold outside

And the paint's peeling off of my walls

There's a man outside

In a long coat, grey hat, smoking a cigarette

 

Now the light fades out

And I wonder what I'm doing in a room like this

There's a knock on the door

And just for a second I thought I remembered you

 

So now I'm alone

Now I can think for myself

About little deals and issues

And things that I just don't understand

A white lie that night

Or a sly touch at times

I don't think it mean anything to you

 

So I open the door

It's the friend that I'd left in the hallway

'Please sit down'

A candlelit shadow on a wall near the bed

 

You know I hate to ask

But are 'friends' electric?

Only mine's broke down

And now I've no-one to love

 

So I found out your reasons

For the phone calls and smiles

And it hurts and I'm lonely

And I should never have tried

And I missed you tonight

So it's time to leave

You see it meant everything to me

Editors-Smokers Outside Hospital Doors

 

Pull the blindfold down

So your eyes can't see

Now run as fast as you can

Through this field of trees

 

Say goodbye to everyone you have ever known

You are not gonna see them ever again

I can't shake this feeling I've got

My dirty hands

Have I been in the wars?

The saddest thing that I'd ever seen

Were smokers outside the hospital doors

 

Someone turn me around

Can I start this again?

 

How can we wear our smiles

With our mouths wired shut

'Cause you stopped us from singing

 

I can't shake this feeling I've got

My dirty hands

Have I been in the wars?

The saddest thing that I'd ever seen

Were smokers outside the hospital doors

 

Someone turn me around

Can I start this again?

Now someone turn us around

Can we start this again?

 

We've all been changed from what we were

Our broken hearts left smashed on the floor

I can't believe you if I can't hear you

I can't believe you if I can't hear you

 

We've all been changed from what we were

Our broken hearts smashed on the floor

We've all been changed from what we were

Our broken hearts smashed on the floor

 

Someone turn me around

Can I start this again?

Now someone turn us around

Can we start this again?

 

Flaming Lips-Jesus Shootin Heroin

 

Well, I never really understood religions

Except it seems a good reason to kill

Everybody's got their own conceptions

And, you know, they always will

These days are needles under my skin

Jesus shooting heroin

 

If there are priests at your party

And you're playing cards that are numbered

And you got no reason to think it

Until your chances are uncovered

Tell me that I got to believe in

Jesus shooting heroin

 

The police in New York City

Chased a boy right through the park

In a case of mistaken identities

They put a bullet through his heart

 

I met Mary on the corner with the streetlights

She asked me if I'd come up to her room

I told her that I didn't have no money

She said she had to leave pretty soon

I decided that I would go in

Jesus shooting heroin

[VietMan]

Η Συνομωσία των μετρίων-Θοδωρης Μανικας

 

Τις προαλλες που βρεθηκαμε καποιοι γνωστοι

στο σπιτι ενος παλιοφιλου σοφου ποιητη

το ματι μου επεσε πανω σ'ενα βιβλιο

που'χε τιτλο η συνομωσια των μετριων

Το πηρα και το ανοιξα στην πρωτη του σελιδα

διαβασα μερικες γραμμες κι αμεσως ειδα

να με κοιταζουν πονηρα και να μου κλεινουν ματι

αυτοι που χρονια σερνουν τη ζωη μου στο κρεβατι

αυτοι που οταν πηγαιναμε ακομη στο σχολειο

αφηνανε για μενα το τελευταιο θρανιο

παλιοι αφισοκολλητες και χθεσινοι ζαπατα

που τωρα ειν' οπλισμενοι με κινητο και καρτα

που μαθανε να περνουνε το ξυγκι απο τη μυγα

να βγαζουνε τα πιο πολλα βαζοντας τα πιο λιγα

που βιαστηκαν να χτισουν το εξοχικο στη λουτσα

και σκοπιμα μπερδευουνε τη βουρτσα με τη...συνομωσια των μετριων.

 

Μολις το πηραν μυρωδια πως εγιναν πολλοι

φτιαξαν οπως τους βολευε τα πρεπει και τα μη

βαλανε τρικλοποδια στο καθε παληκαρι

και κοψαν το ποδοσφαιρο στο Γιωργο Δελικαρη

μαθαν να' χουν το μυαλο στο κατω τους κεφαλι

και να' ναι ευχαριστημενοι με το "μια η αλλη"

να λενε ναι σε ολα μ' ενα κουνημα των ωμων

μικροπαρανομόντας με τη βούλα και το νόμο

καταχραστες της λογικης διαλεγουν νεες θεσεις

κι οι συγγραφεις τα παιρνουν παιρνοντας συνεντευξεις

κι οι γκομενες των σαλονιων την πεσανε στα ουτια

μαγκεψαν βλεπεις οι φελοι και δωσ' του μακροβουτια

και δωσ' του γελιο και χαρα και ωσανα και μπραβο

και ζητω που περασαμε απ' την πορτα κι απ' τον μπραβο

που εχουνε πολιτικους σε σοου με μοντελα

και σταρ εισαγγελεα που τη βρηκε στα μπουρδελα.

 

Πισω απ' τα γραφεια τους στησανε ζωουλες

σεξοπαρενοχλώντας ψαρωμενες μικρουλες

ξυλινες οι λεξεις τους στ' αυτια μου μολις μπουν

ακουω μια φωνη να τραγουδα...γιατι σιωπουν?

Γιατι σιωπουν τ' αδερφια μου λιωνοντας στην ψαθα?

ελπιζοντας μοναχα στου λοττο την εξαδα?

γιατι ξεχνανε πως δεν ειμαστε για τεμεναδες?

οχι Γρεκοι μα Ελληνες, Γιουναν κι οχι Ραγιαδες.

 

Την ωρα που εσυ χορευες πανω σ' ενα τραπεζι

πανω απ' τη χωρα σταθηκε ενα μαυρο κιρκινεζι

μας εβαλε στο ματι μα αντι να κλαψω

για τη συνομωσια των μετριων

εδω θα γραψω την προσωπικη μου ιστορια

εδω που μ' εριξε του χρονου η συγγυρια

εδω που βαλαν φυλακη και τον Κολοκοτρωνη

και θιασο σκιων μας κανα πισω απ' το σεντονι

πηρα το θαρρος κι εκανα μια ευχη και για σενα

που δε νοσταλγησες τιποτα και κανεναν

ευχηθηκα λοιπον να νοσταλγησεις κατι

κι αυτο να ειναι της ψυχης σου το λευκο κομματι

που σου το πηραν προκαταβολικα στα διοδια

για να μην ανεβεις ως στην κορφη με τα ποδια

αλλα για να χεις στηριγμα των μετριων τις πλατες

αφηνοντας στην ακρη τις αληθινες τις γατες.

 

Στις τελευταιες φουρνιες του ανθρωπινου γενους

εχω αφησει δυο σπορους καλα ποτισμενους

κι αν συνεχισει ο κοσμος των μετριων τη ροττα

ας ειναι τα παιδια μας που θα κλεισουνε την πορτα

με μια επανασταση που δε θα βγει στις ειδησεις

μα αν τυχει και βρεθεις μπροστα μπορει να κερδισεις

αυτο που τοσα χρονια σου εχουνε στερησει

και με τη συνομωσια των μετριων σου εχουν κρυψει.

[X-minor]

Κατόπιν εορτής, αλλά αναστήθηκε που αναστήθηκε, ας ρίξω κι εγώ τα δικά μου.

 

Εφόσον τα stairway to heaven, time και comfortably numb αναφέρθηκαν ήδη, πάμε στο επόμενο...

 

 

Leonard Cohen - Hallelujah

 

"Hallelujah"

 

Now I've heard there was a secret chord

That David played, and it pleased the Lord

But you don't really care for music, do you?

It goes like this

The fourth, the fifth

The minor fall, the major lift

The baffled king composing Hallelujah

Hallelujah

Hallelujah

Hallelujah

Hallelujah

 

Your faith was strong but you needed proof

You saw her bathing on the roof

Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you

She tied you

To a kitchen chair

She broke your throne, and she cut your hair

And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah

 

Baby I have been here before

I know this room, I've walked this floor

I used to live alone before I knew you.

I've seen your flag on the marble arch

Love is not a victory march

It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah

 

Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah

 

There was a time you let me know

What's really going on below

But now you never show it to me, do you?

And remember when I moved in you

The holy dove was moving too

And every breath we drew was Hallelujah

 

Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah

 

You say I took the name in vain

I don't even know the name

But if I did, well really, what's it to you?

There's a blaze of light

In every word

It doesn't matter which you heard

The holy or the broken Hallelujah

 

Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah

 

I did my best, it wasn't much

I couldn't feel, so I tried to touch

I've told the truth, I didn't come to fool you

And even though

It all went wrong

I'll stand before the Lord of Song

With nothing on my tongue but Hallelujah

 

Και παραθέτω και την (λίγο αλλαγμένη) διασκευή του Jeff Buckley, που ομολογώ πως μου αρέσει περισσότερο!  :-X

 

 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Pid0nCrsQxM

[aggelos_]

 

  "τι να πω δεν ξέρω, μου φαίνεται πως έχω πυρετό"

 

Πούλικας, Σκόνη Πέτρες Λάσπη

 

 

[lgbesios]

Μιας και ξεσκονίστηκε .......... σαν παλιό βιβλίο   

 

Take an eye for an eye

Take a tooth for a tooth

Just like they say in the Bible

Never leave a trace or forget a face

Of any man at the table

When the moon is a cold chiseled dagger

Sharp enough to draw blood from a stone

He rides through your dreams on a coach

And horses and the fence posts

In the midnight look like bones

 

Well they've stopped trying to hold him

With mortar, stone and chain

He broke out of every prison

Boots mount the staircase

The door is flung back open

He's not there for he has risen

He's not there for he has risen

 

Well he once killed a man with a guitar string

He's been seen at the table with kings

Well he once saved a baby from drowning

There are those who say beneath his coat there are wings

Some say they fear him

Others admire him

Because he steals his promise

One look in his eye

Everyone denies

Ever having met him

Ever having met him

 

He can turn himself into a stranger

Well they broke a lot of canes on his hide

he was born away in a cornfield

A fever beats in his head like a drum inside

Some say they fear him

Others admire him

Because he steals his promise

One look in his eye

Everyone denies

Ever having met him

Ever having met him

 

black wings

Tom Waits/K. Brennan

[solega]

παραθετω 3 αγαπημενους στοιχους.

 

 

1)Bon jovi-dead or alive

 

when walk this street a loaded six string on my back

i play for keeps cause i might not make it back

i've been everywhere still standing tall

i've seen a million faces and i rocked them all

 

2)Europe-rock the night

 

i know my limits

just what it takes

when things ain't good enough

i just pull the brakes

 

3)Kafrilion-(2#$@#%@$%%#^)

 

που να το ξερεις πως μες τις δυο μου μποτες

κρυβω ενα πακετο τινγκα με καποτες