Another senseless week of crowded thoughts and crooked teeth
Morning frost and frozen sidewalks
All those days that burn inside us
Swell up in the silence of snowflakes falling magically
But the magic fades into the memory
Sleigh bells ringing laughing all the way
Cold hands of winter grasp as I gasp for breath
Is this my last?
No thoughts of dying, no more self loathing for today
So deck the halls with drunken folly
Swallow resolutions, line our stomachs with illusions
Car engines sputtering like these smoke filled dreams
Mistletoes and colored light bulbs
And the kiss of winter fades into the memory
Angels singing lift me off the ground
Yesterday is frozen in the reverie
Tomorrow is melting
Let's raise our glasses to these faintly falling ashes
Temptation (Halford)
I know what's going on inside your crooked mind
I've been around too long to know about your kind
I made you feel I was a victim of your prey
I let you tie me down though I can get away
Don't you lead me into temptation
Don't deceive me into temptation
You gave so much to me you left me feeling numb
So full of emptiness from stealing what you've done
How can you bear to stand the life you try to live
A sad and broken heart is all you've left to give
Don't you lead me into temptation
Don't deceive me into temptation
A slave to your touch
I can't run cause I'm blind
Hablando De La Libertad (La Renga)
Hice a mi cuerpo amigo del cielo y la distacia
y me fui a buscarle una verdad a mi corazon.
Algo tan grande como el cielo y las montañas
y tan pequeño como una gota de rocio.
Y ya no estubo mas conmigo mi corazon,
se fue a posar en cada una de las cosas;
y ya no estubo mas conmigo mi corazon,
se fue a fundir con la escencia y la sabia.
Y ahora solo un camino he de caminar,
cualquier camino que tenga corazon.
Atravezando todo su largo sin aliento,
dejando atras mil razones en el tiempo.
Y morir queriendo ser libre, encontrar mi lado salvaje,
ponerle alas a mi destino,
romper los dientes de este engranaje.
Hice un lugar en el refugio de mis sueños
y guarde ahi mi tesoro mas preciado.
Donde no llega el hombre con sus jaulas
ni la maquinaria de la supervivencia.
Me fue mas facil, intentar la vida,
que venderla al intelecto y la conformidad.
Y ahora solo un camino he de caminar,
cualquier camino que tenga corazon.
Atravezando todo su largo sin aliento
dejando atraz mil razones en el tiempo.
Morir queriendo ser libre, encontrar mi lado salvaje,
ponerle alas a mi destino,
romper los dientes de este engranaje
Las Cosas Que Hace (La Renga)
Ella vive en el, en el palacio de la risa y el dolor,
Y me hace señas porque yo la estoy mirando
Y no tengo a dónde ir
Se que me dirá que estaba sola porque nunca me encontró
Y porque ella ha besado la muerte
Con los labios del corazón
Ese pobre corazón que se muere por vivir,
Las cosas que hace, se manda con todo a todo
Siempre le fue al riesgo fiel
Y ha tratado sin razón
De poderla convencer, que no trate de pensar
Que la acepte como es, que por eso ella la eligió
Quien fuera su gran mentor
Lo ha dotado con el filo aquel
Que sangra las venas del amor
Él, el que te ha sabido desbocar,
A vos, que lo llevás con tanta fiebre en la piel
Vos que cargas sus penas por error
Y yo ya vivo en Él, el palacio de la risa y el dolor
Y te hago señas porque yo te estoy mirando
Y no tenés a donde ir
Te voy a decir que estaba solo porque nunca te encontré
Y porque yo también he besado la muerte
Con los labios del corazón
Ese pobre corazón que se muere por vivir,
Las cosas que hace, se manda con todo a todo
Siempre le fue al riesgo fiel
Y ha tratado sin razón
De poderla convencer, que no trate de pensar
Que la acepte como es, que por eso ella la eligió
Quien fuera su gran mentor
Lo ha dotado con el filo aquel
Que sangra las venas del amor
Él, el que te ha sabido desbocar,
A vos, que lo llevás con tanta fiebre en la piel
Vos que cargas sus penas por error
Carrying The Banner (Newsies)
Racetrack:
That's my cigar
Snipeshooter:
You'll steal anudder
Kid Blink:
Hey, bummers, we got work to do
Specs:
Since when did you become me mudder?
Crutchy:
Ah, stop yer bawling!
Several Newsies:
Hey! Who ast you??
Mush:
Try Bottle Alley or the harbor
Racetrack:
Try Central Park, it's guaranteed
Jack:
Try any banker, bum, or barber ...
Skittery:
They almost all knows how to read!
Kid Blink:
I smell money
Crutchy:
You smell foul!
Mush:
Met this girl last night ...
Crutchy:
Move your elbow!
Racetrack:
Pass the towel!
Skittery:
For a buck, I might!
Newsies:
Ain't it a fine life
Carrying the banner through it all?
A mighty fine life
Carrying the banner tough and tall
Every morning
We goes where we wishes
We's as free as fishes
Sure beats washing dishes
What a fine life
Carrying the banner home-free all!
Jack:
It takes a smile as sweet as butter
Crutchy:
The kind that ladies can't resist
Racetrack:
It takes an orphan with a stutter
Jack:
Who ain't afraid ta use his
Kid Blink:
Fist!
Newsies:
Summer stinks and winter's waiting
Welcome to New Yawk!
Boy, ain't nature fascinating
When youse gotta walk?
Still, it's a fine life
Carrying the banner with me chums!
A mighty fine life
Blowing every nickel as it comes
Crutchy:
I'm no snoozer
Sitting makes me antsy
I likes living chancy
Newsies:
Harlem tah Delancey
What a fine life
Carrying the banner through the slums
Three Nuns:
Blessed children
Though you wander lost and depraved
Jesus loves you
You shall be saved!
SUNG IN COUNTERPOINT:
Mother:
Patrick, darling,
Since you left me I am undone
Mother loves you!
God, save my son!
Racetrack:
Just gimme half a cup
Kid Blink:
Something ta wake me up
Mush:
I gotta find an angle
Crutchy:
I gotta sell more papes
Various Newsies:
Papers is all I got
Wish I could catch a breeze
Sure hope the headline's hot
All I can catch is fleas
God, help me if it's not!
Somebody help me, please ...
Newsies:
If I hate the headlines
I'll make up the headline
And I'll say anything I hafta
'Cause at two for a penny
If I take too many
Weasel just makes me eat 'em afta
SUNG IN COUNTERPOINT:
Group one:
Look! They're puttin' up the headline
You call that a headline?
I get better stories
From the copper on the beat!
I was gonna start at twenty
Now a dozen'll be plenty
Tell me, how'm I gonna make ends meet?
Group two:
What's it say?
That won't pay!
So where's your spot?
God, it's hot!
Will ya tell me
How'm I gonna make ends meet?
Newsies:
We need a good assassination!
We need an earthquake or a war!
Snipeshooter:
How 'bout a crooked politician?
Newsies:
Hey, stupid, that ain't news no more!
Uptown to Grand Central Station
Down to City Hall
We improves our circulation
Walking till we fall
SUNG IN COUNTERPOINT:
Group one:
Still we'll be out there
Carrying the banner man to man!
We'll be out there
Soakin' every sucker that we can!
See the headline:
Newsies on a mission!
Group one:
Kill the competition
Sell the next edition
While we're out there
Carrying the banner is the
Group two:
Look, they're puttin' up the headline
They call that a headline?
The idiot who wrote it
Must be workin' for the Sun!
Did ya hear about the fire?
Group three:
Heard it killed old man Maguire!
Group two:
Heard the toll was even higher
Group three:
Why do I miss all the fun?
Group two:
Hitched it on a trolley
Group three:
Meet 'cha Forty-fourth and Second
Group two:
Little Italy's a secret
Group three:
Bleecker's further than I reckoned
Group two:
By the courthouse
Group three:
Near the stables
Group two:
On the corner someone beckoned and I
Group one:
It's a fine life
Carrying the banner through it all?
A mighty fine life
Carrying the banner tough and tall
See the headline
Newsies on a mission
Kill the competition
Sell the next edition
What a fine life,
Carrying the banner
It's a fine life
Carrying the banner
It's a fine life
Carrying the banner
It's a fine life
Carrying the banner
It's a fine life
Carrying the banner
It's a
Go!
Group two:
Would you look at that headline?
You call that a headline?
I get better stories
From the copper on the beat!
I was gonna start with twenty
Now a dozen'll be plenty
Would you tell me how'm I ever
Gonna make ends meet?
Hitched it on a trolley
Meetcha Forty-fourth and Second
Little Italy's a secret
Bleecker's further than I reckoned
By the courthouse
Near the stables
On the corner someone beckoned!
Go get 'em Cowboy
You got 'em now, boy!
Go get 'em, Cowboy!
You got 'em now, boy!
Go!
Hangman (Motion City Soundtrack)
Fed up with "I made you look"
and Dirty Crooks without a clue
You're here to save face
And I say hangman, I'm on to you
Hangman, it's not your fault
commit this to memory
the bright ideas are wasted and lost along the way
Last call for medicine
to count me in and turn me loose
I never meant to hurt anything
but I never cared too
[Chorus]
COMMIT THIS TO MEMORY
(commit this to memory)
COMMIT THIS TO MEMORY
(commit this to memory)
COMMIT THIS TO MEMORY
(commit this to memory)
COMMIT THIS TO MEMORY
I'm just a guy that never tried
I'm just a stupid ** with brilliant luck
and sometimes a bright idea
So shower me in a chorus of compliments
and verse I don't deserve
I might run but I'll never hide
Hey, that's not right
you can't complain
"everything's gonna be just fine"
said the bird to the powerline
If memory serves, they're my flowers
this game's called "catch me if you can"
as if we haven't already been through enough
Fed up with "made you look"
and dirty crooks without a clue
you're here to save face
and I say Hangman I'm on to you
Ballad Of A Thin Man (Bob Dylan & The Band)
You walk into the room
With your pencil in your hand
You see somebody **
And you say, "Who is that man?"
You try so hard
But you don't understand
Just what you'll say
When you get home
Because something is happening here
But you don't know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?
You raise up your head
And you ask, "Is this where it is?"
And somebody points to you and says
"It's his"
And you say, "What's mine?"
And somebody else says, "Where what is?"
And you say, "Oh my God
Am I here all alone?"
Because something is happening here
But you don't know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?
You hand in your ticket
And you go watch the geek
Who immediately walks up to you
When he hears you speak
And says, "How does it feel
To be such a freak?"
And you say, "Impossible"
As he hands you a bone
Because something is happening here
But you don't know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?
You have many contacts
Among the lumberjacks
To get you facts
When someone attacks your imagination
But nobody has any respect
Anyway they already expect you
To just give a check
To tax-deductible charity organizations
You've been with the professors
And they've all liked your looks
With great lawyers you have
Discussed lepers and crooks
You've been through all of
F. Scott Fitzgerald's books
You're very well read
It's well known
Because something is happening here
But you don't know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?
Well, the sword swallower, he comes up to you
And then he kneels
He crosses himself
And then he clicks his high heels
And without further notice
He asks you how it feels
And he says, "Here is your throat back
Thanks for the loan"
Because something is happening here
But you don't know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?
Now you see this one-eyed midget
Shouting the word "NOW"
And you say, "For what reason?"
And he says, "How?"
And you say, "What does this mean?"
And he screams back, "You're a cow
Give me some milk
Or else go home"
Because something is happening here
But you don't know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?
Well, you walk into the room
Like a camel and then you frown
You put your eyes in your pocket
And your nose on the ground
There ought to be a law
Against you comin' around
You should be made
To wear earphones
Because something is happening here
But you don't know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?
So Schnell (Tocotronic)
So schnell wirst Du mich nicht mehr los
So schnell wirst Du mich nicht mehr los
Hast Du zu mir gesagt
Und dann noch gefragt
Und dann noch gesagt
Deine Haare sind braun
Deine Augen sind braun
Gestern trugst Du langes Haar
Heute hast Du kurzes Haar
Es fiel mir sofort auf
Gestern war'n wir essen
Den Rest hab ich vergessen
So schnell...
So schnell wirst Du mich nicht mehr los (2x)
The Bond Between Us (Outlandish)
This shit´s ancient like Egyptian
So pay attention if you don't want segregation
A child born destined to be a king
Never seen never heard about
Never has he mentioned in no books
Raised by Sufi's not crooks
Desert Knowledge
Sophisticated anticipated
By those who froze long time ago
Chorus:
Uhh give me one mo´ chance
I don´t wanna burn the bond between us
Uhh gotta piece of mind
Open it up and ride it with us
On and on
We go - hand in hand
We ride - side by side
De la duda a la angustia hay un paso
Amarrados con disgustos a tu paso
Tu me rechazas, yo amenazo
Amenazas sin respaldo en este caso.
Amor mío, enséñame el camino a seguir
Aunque pueda yo morir a tu lado
Con lazos del señor mano a mano.
Tus ojos dan calor, no puedo ni contigo ni sin ti
Mis sueños son por ti, tu destino es aquí
Llorarías al yo irme?
Serias fría como hielo al despedirme?
Tus ojos dan la luz a mi vació
Me hacen anhelar el día que me llames amor mío.
No se lo que decirte
Ángel de mis sueños
No te olvidare, lloraré
Aunque nunca frente a ti
Y sabes que en mis sueños
Yo te llevo junto a mi
Por ahora y siempre
(Translated)
From the doubt to the anguish
There is one step
Tied with disgusts as you pass by
You reject me, I threat
Threats without backing in this case
My dear one, show me the way to follow
Even if I could die by your side
With Gods bonds, hand in hand
Your eyes give fervor,
I can with or without you
My dreams are for you,
Your destiny is right here
Will you cry when I'm gone?
Or will you be cold like ice
When I say goodbye?
Your eyes give light to my emptiness
They make me desire the day
You call me the love of yours
I don't know what to say to you
Angel of my dreams
I won't forget you, I'll cry
But never in front of you
You know that in my dreams
I would keep you with me
For now and forever
Chorus...
Label me an alternative life form
Calm though I bomb with a lyrical storm
Strong like Attila so bring it if you dare
Bring an army of warriors
Still I wouldn't care
You about to loose
For my verbal abuse and phrases
Cut through your mental like razors
Terror to my section
Which election?
Politicking ate my country with corruption
Here they come when they attack
They intend to kill
My power penetrating amours and shields
Using deadly force, knocking planets off course
Hot like the sun you better run
Cause I collapse like the Red Sea,
People got kids to feed
If you had seen what I have
Your eyes would bleed
You can't flow the old fashion way
Stay low when and where I appear
You never know!
Chorus...
Shadow Man (W.A.S.P.)
Asleep in black
There's no light in the crack
The crooked fingers for you
No don't ya dare say a prayer
It's just the nights in your mare
Oh the long forever you'll do
No Mercy - no coming back
No mercy - forever fade to black
Oh where's the god that made you
Oh you're Superman
Going down forever - to never land
Oh where's the God you pray?
Forsaken again
Giving you forever
The Shadow Man
Oh free at last
With a heart in the black
Forever Shadowing you
Don't you swear to the terror
Your god never cares
Oh come oh whatever your do
No Mercy - no coming back
No mercy - forever fade to black
Oh where's the god that made you
Oh you're Superman
Going down forever - to never land
Oh where's the God you pray
Forsaken again
Giving you forever
The Shadow Man
Where's the god that made you
Oh you're superman
Going down forever to never land
Don't runaway or hide again
No gates of Heaven
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