Vendredi 30 novembre 2007

Free Money

 




Every night before I go to sleep
Find a ticket, win a lottery,
Scoop the pearls up from the sea
Cash them in and buy you all the things you need.

Every night before I rest my head
See those dollar bills go swirling 'round my bed.
I know they're stolen, but I don't feel bad.
I take that money, buy you things you never had.

Oh, baby, it would mean so much to me,
Oh, baby, to buy you all the things you need for free.
I'll buy you a jet plane, baby,
Get you on a higher plane to a jet stream
And take you through the stratosphere
And check out the planets there and then take you down
Deep where it's hot, hot in Arabia, babia, then cool, cold fields of snow
And we'll roll, dream, roll, dream, roll, roll, dream, dream.
When we dream it, when we dream it, when we dream it,
We'll dream it, dream it for free, free money,
Free money, free money, free money, free money, free money, free money.

Every night before I go to sleep
Find a ticket, win a lottery.
Every night before I rest my head
See those dollar bills go swirling 'round my bed.

Oh, baby, it would mean so much to me,
Baby, I know our troubles will be gone.
Oh, I know our troubles will be gone, goin' gone
If we dream, dream, dream for free.
And when we dream it, when we dream it, when we dream it,
Let's dream it, we'll dream it for free, free money,
Free money
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Lundi 26 novembre 2007

Django

 

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Mardi 20 novembre 2007

Basin Street Blues

 



Wont you come and go with me
Down that mississippi
Well take a boat to the land of dreams
Come along with me on, down to new orleans

Now the bands there to greet us
Old friends will meet us
Where all them folks goin to the st. louis cemetary meet
Heaven on earth.... they call it basin street

Im tellin ya, basin street...... is the street
Where all them characters from the first street they meet
New orleans..... land of dreams
Youll never miss them rice and beans
Way down south in new orleans

Theyll be huggin.... and a kissin
Thats what I been missin
And all that music....lord, if you just listen
New orleans....i got them basin street blues

Now aint you glad you went with me
On down that mississippi
We took a boat to the land of dreams
Heaven on earth...they call it basin street
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Jeudi 15 novembre 2007

Let's get it on

 

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Lundi 12 novembre 2007

I wanna be your dog

 



So messed up I want you here
In my room I want you here
Now were gonna be face-to-face
And Ill lay right down in my favorite place
And now I wanna be your dog
Now I wanna be your dog
Now I wanna be your dog
Well cmon
Now Im ready to close my eyes
And now Im ready to close my mind
And now Im ready to feel your hand
And lose my heart on the burning sands
And now I wanna be your dog
And now I wenna be your dog
Now I wanna be your dog
Well cmon
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Jeudi 8 novembre 2007

In the hall of the moutain king

 

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Mardi 6 novembre 2007

Lorca





Let the sun sing in your smile
Let the wind hold your desire
Let your womans voice run through your veins
Let her be your blood don't feel ashamed

She's your home when no one wants you
She'll give you life when you're so tired
She'll ease your fears ah when you're a stranger
She's born to give faith to you
Oh, just to you

You're just a man on death's highways
It's life you owe you're here to praise it
If love flows your way then be a river
And when it dries just stand there and shiver

Oh, let the sun sing in your smile
Let the wind hold your desire
And let your womans voice run through your veins
Let her be your blood don't feel ashamed
It's her life you owe
I owe you love
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Jeudi 1 novembre 2007

Concerto pour violon et alto

 

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Mardi 30 octobre 2007

The Thrill is Gone

 




The thrill is gone
The thrill is gone away
The thrill is gone baby
The thrill is gone away
You know you done me wrong baby
And you'll be sorry someday

The thrill is gone
It's gone away from me
The thrill is gone baby
The thrill is gone away from me
Although I'll still live on
But so lonely I'll be

The thrill is gone
It's gone away for good
Oh, the thrill is gone baby
Baby its gone away for good
Someday I know I'll be over it all baby
Just like I know a man should

You know I'm free, free now baby
I'm free from your spell
I'm free, free now
I'm free from your spell
And now that it's over
All I can do is wish you well
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Samedi 27 octobre 2007

One of these days

 

 

 

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Samedi 20 octobre 2007

Concerto pour deux violoncelles

 

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Lundi 15 octobre 2007

Little Wing

 




Well shes walking through the clouds
With a circus mind thats running round
Butterflies and zebras
And moonbeams and fairy tales
Thats all she ever thinks about
Riding with the wind.

When Im sad, she comes to me
With a thousand smiles, she gives to me free
Its alright she says its alright
Take anything you want from me, anything
Anything.

Fly on little wing,
Yeah yeah, yeah, little wing

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Mercredi 10 octobre 2007

Glory Box

   


I'm so tired of playing,
Playing with this bow and arrow,
Gonna give my heart away,
Leave it to the other girls to play,
For I've been a temptress too long.

Hmm just,
Give me a reason to love you,
Give me a reason to be,
A woman,
I just wanna be a woman.

From this time, unchained,
We’re all looking at a different picture,
Through this new frame of mind,
A thousand flowers could bloom,
Move over, and give us some room.

Yeah,
Give me a reason to love you,
Give me a reason to be,
A woman,
I just want to be a woman.

So don't you stop, being a man,
Just take a little look from our side when you can,
Sow a little tenderness,
No matter if you cry.

Give me a reason to love you,
Give me a reason to be,
A woman,
It's all I wanna be is all woman.

For this is the beginning of forever and ever,
It's time to move over ,
So I want to be.

I'm so tired of playing,
Playing with this bow and arrow,
Gonna give my heart away,
Leave it to the other girls to play.
For I've been a temptress too long.

Hmm just,
Give me a reason to love you.
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Dimanche 7 octobre 2007

Love sick

 




I'm walkin' through streets that are dead
walkin' with you in my head
my feet are so tired
and my brain is so wired
and the clouds are weepin'
did I hear someone tell a lie
did I hear some long distant cry
I spoke like a child
you distoryed me with a smile
while I was sleepin'
well I'm sick of love
but I'm in the thick of it
I'm sick of love
well I'm lovesick
I see
I see lovers in the meadow
I see
I see silhouettes in the window
I watched till they're gone
but they keep me hangin' on
to their shadow
well I'm sick of love
I wish I never met you
this kind of love
oh, I'm trying to forget you
just don't know what to do
I'd give anything to
be with you
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Mardi 2 octobre 2007

Ouverture de la Partita n°2 en Do mineur

 

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Samedi 29 septembre 2007

Transmission - She's lost control

 




Transmission




Radio, live transmission.

Listen to the silence, let it ring on.
Eyes, dark grey lenses frightened of the sun.
We would have a fine time living in the night,
Left to blind destruction,
Waiting for our sight.

And we would go on as though nothing was wrong.
And hide from these days we remained all alone.
Staying in the same place, just staying out the time.
Touching from a distance,
Further all the time.

Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.


Well I could call out when the going gets tough.
The things that weve learnt are no longer enough.
No language, just sound, thats all we need know, to synchronise
Love to the beat of the show.

And we could dance.

Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.










She's lost control





Confusion in her eyes that says it all.
She's lost control.
And she's clinging to the nearest passer by,
She's lost control.
And she gave away the secrets of her past,
And said I've lost control again,
And a voice that told her when and where to act,
She said I've lost control again.

And she turned around and took me by the hand and said,
I've lost control again.
And how I'll never know just why or understand,
She said I've lost control again.
And she screamed out kicking on her side and said,
I've lost control again.
And seized up on the floor, I thought she'd die.
She said I've lost control.
She's lost control again.
She's lost control.
She's lost control again.
She's lost control.

Well I had to 'phone her friend to state my case,
And say she's lost control again.
And she showed up all the errors and mistakes,
And said I've lost control again.
But she expressed herself in many different ways,
Until she lost control again.
And walked upon the edge of no escape,
And laughed I've lost control.
She's lost control again.
She's lost control.
She's lost control again.
She's lost control.
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Mercredi 26 septembre 2007

White Riot

 


White riot - I wanna riot
White riot - a riot of my own
White riot - I wanna riot
White riot - a riot of my own

Black man gotta lot a problems
But they don't mind throwing a brick
White people go to school
Where they teach you how to be thick

An' everybody's doing
Just what they're told to
An' nobody wants
To go to jail!

White riot - I wanna riot
White riot - a riot of my own
White riot - I wanna riot
White riot - a riot of my own
All the power's in the hands
Of people rich enough to buy it

While we walk the street
Too chicken to even try it

Everybody's doing
Just what they're told to
Nobody wants
To go to jail!

White riot - I wanna riot
White riot - a riot of my own
White riot - I wanna riot
White riot - a riot of my own

Are you taking over
or are you taking orders?
Are you going backwards
Or are you going forwards?

White riot - I wanna riot
White riot - a riot of my own
White riot - I wanna riot
White riot - a riot of my own
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Samedi 22 septembre 2007

Hierarchy

 

 



Where did my brave side go?
T'was beaten by thieves
Who snatched with no hands
Said they promised to
Take us to enchanted lands
And I hope you understand

Like falling leaves
From the sky we'd never touch the ground Why dare to shovel dreams that we have found Tired of being gagged and bound

The hierarchy, the hierarchy you search for

The taste of bitter fruit
Your tongue was ready
You thought your sense astute
You saw us laugh while we
Were crying inside
spittin blood just like a mudslide

It's time to chance
Chance the dance you never
Thought you could do
My arms are open wide,
A great bayoux
And I hope that so are you
Hierarchy / Never Fall In Love Again Lyrics on http://www.lyricsmania.com

When this hierarchy, the hierarchy you search for (it happens) The hierarchy the hierarchy we search for (that's the) The hierarchy the monarchy's going to fall, and you want more, for?

Before you get bored
Look what you've done now
Is it worth the blood
We might only be here for a while

Where have you been
The child with the golden wings
I heard you sing
The child with those goddamn wings
Slaughter the skeletons from my soul
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Mardi 18 septembre 2007

Like in the movies

 

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Vendredi 14 septembre 2007

Milonga del angel

 

 

 

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