(C) Lemmy

We began at the beginning,
Moving high and moving fast,
Machine's clean, so sweet and mean,
Should have known it wouldn't last,
But when I took her clothes off
I thought she would explode,
Clutch another handful,
Kept Us On The Road
The black things came from nowhere,
But they couldn't beat the shield,
They flew across the highway,
But we smashed them in the field,
But when I made a suggestion
I thought she would explode,
Clutch another handful,
Keep Us On The Road
It was round about the third day,
I remember it so clear,
We came across a black night,
Naked, grinding fear,
And that was all we left there,
In concrete staring cold,
Clutch another handful,
Keep Us On The Road

whatever the problem is Clint Eastwood is gonna fix it

(C) Sex Pistols
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Gentle pretty thing
Who only had one spring
You bravely faced the world
Ready for anything
I'm happy that you lived
and your life is mine
What have I except to cry
Spirit never die
Birds of the air
Beasts of the earth
Overjoyed at Bambi's birth they gambolled in the glade

Who killed Bambi?

Murder murder murder
Someone should be angry-uh
The crime of the century
Who shot little Bambi?
Never trust a hippie
I love punky Bambi
I'll kill to find the killer
In the rock 'n' roll army
All the spikey punkers
Believers in the ruins
With one big shout
They all cry out
Who killed Bambi,eh?

'Full live version'
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She gave me her mind
Then she gave me her body
But it seems to me
That she gave it to anybody
But i made her cry
And i made her scream (scream for me)
I took her high
And i curdled her cream
But how was I to know that she'd been there before
She told me she was a virgin
She was number nine, ninety-nine on the clinical list
And i fell in love with the dirty little bitch

She's got the jack
(i hate to tell you this darling)

I searched her mind
And then i searched her body
...but so did everybody
But she gave me her heart
And she gave me her soul
And a great, big - warn out
Empty hole
But how was i to know it'd been filled in before
She said, "Bon, i've never had the urgency"
She was number nine, ninety-nine on the critical list
And i fell in love with the dirty little bitch

She's got the jack
(i'll kill her)
(oh and it hurts)

Alright

She's got the jack
Oh yes she has
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PS. For you naive ones. 'The Jack' == gonorrhea

A priest and an Australian shepherd met each other in
the final of a quiz show. After answering all the normal
questions, they were neck-and-neck with the same number
of points and the quizmaster had to set a deciding
question. The question was, to compose a rhyme in 5
minutes including the word "Timbuktu".

After 5 minutes, the priest presented his poem :

"I was a father all my life,
I had no children, had no wife,
I read the bible through and
through on my way to Timbuktu..."

The audience was thrilled and celebrated the churchman
as the certain winner. However, the Aussie stepped
forward and recited:

"When Tim and I to Brisbane went,
we met three ladies cheap to rent.
They were three and we were two,
so I booked one and Tim booked two..."
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Хм. Есть у нас клиенты в Brisbane. Спросить что ль, правда ли
тама ladies cheap to rent :)

... And he said: "Play the best song in the world, or I'll eat your soul."

Well me and Kyle, we looked at each other,
and we each said... "Okay."

And we played the first thing that came to our heads,
Just so happened to be,
The Best Song in the World, it was The Best Song in the World.

Look into my eyes and it's easy to see
One and one make two, two and one make three,
It was destiny.
Once every hundred-thousand years or so,
When the sun doth shine and the moon doth glow
And the grass doth grow...

Needless to say, the beast was stunned.
Whip-crack went his schwumpy tail,
And the beast was done.
He asked us: "Be you angels?"
And we said, "Nay. We are but men."

This is not The Greatest Song in the World, no.
This is just a tribute.
Couldn't remember The Greatest Song in the World, no, no.
This is a tribute, oh, to The Greatest Song in the World,

And the peculiar thing is this my friends:
the song we sang on that fateful night it didn't actually sound
anything like this song...

а что community думает про ситуацию, когда музыка
просто изумительна, драйву вагон, все, кому не лень,
перепевают (данную тему metallica изображала в
garage days re-revisited - не в оригинальном, в посдеднем;
кроме нее еще просо море скандинавов, не менее талантливых,
но менее известных) - а вот lyrics подкачали... То есть
когда понимаешь текст без бумажки, и текст не очень?
Мне, в общем-то, безразлично - слушается это не из-за текста :)
Но мнение интересно..
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Mercyful Fate, Melissa, "Evil" (C) 1983

I was born on the cemetery
Under the sign of the moon
Raised from my grave by the dead
I was made a mercenary
In the legions of hell
Now I'm king of pain, I'm insane


You know my only pleasure
Is to hear you cry
I'd love to hear you cry
I'd love to feel you die
And I'll be the first
To watch your funeral
And I'll be the last to leave
I'd love to hear you cry

And when you're down beyond the ground
I'll dig up your body again
And make love to shame
Oh lady cry, and say goodbye
Oh lady cry, and say goodbye

You've gotta say goodbye
'Cause I will eat your mind

I'll Be Your Sister, be your lover yeah,
Be your mother, if you need somebody,
If you need someone to love,
I'm the one you should be thinking of,
If you need somebody, I'm your hand in glove

I'll be your lover, be your sister maybe,
I'll be your mother, if you need it baby,
If you think that it's the end,
I'm gonna prove I can come back again,
If you need somebody, I'm your only friend

I'll be your mother, I'll be your lover,
Be your sister, be your lover yeah,
If you need someone, you're feeling tired,
Need someone to set your heart on fire,
It's so lonely, hanging on the wire.

Ricky was a young boy, He had a heart of stone.
Lived 9 to 5 and worked his fingers to the bone.
Just barely got out of school, came from the edge of town.
Fought like a switchblade so no one could take him down.
He had no money, oh no good at home.
He walked the streets a soldier and he fought the world alone
And now it's

18 and life You got it
18 and life you know
Your crime is time and it's
18 and life to go

Tequila in his heartbeat, His veins burned gasoline.
It kept his motor running but it never kept him clean.
They say he loved adventure, "Ricky's the wild one."
He married trouble and had a courtship with a gun.
Bang Bang Shoot 'em up, The party never ends.
You can't think of dying when the bottle's your best friend
And now it's

"Accidents will happen" they all heard Ricky say
He fired his six-shot to the wind that blew a child away.

Old fashioned stuff like wrong and right.

----
Born in a mining town in '58.
When black and white TV was up to date.
And men where still around.
Who fought for freedom. Stood their ground and died.
That I could be alive and see the damage,
that we've managed since.
In this septred isle. Is nothing sacred.
Just a one square mile.

Justice and Liberty. You can buy what you don't get free.
In a world of steel and glass. We bury our past.

On and On. We slept till dawn. When we awoke, we hardly spoke.

My grandfather taught me how to fight.
Old fashioned stuff like wrong and right.
But all around I see his morals buried in a mess
Of money troubles, Born in a mining town in '58.
When black and white TV was up to date.
And men where still around.
Who fought for freedom, stood their ground and died.

On and On. We slept till dawn.
When we awoke, it was, all the same.

Dread & The Fugitive Mind

Let me introduce myself
I 'm a social disease
I 've come for your wealth
And leave you on your knees
No time for feeling sorry
I got here on my own
I won 't ask for mercy
I choose to walk alone

What 's yours is mine and what 's mine is mine too
If you shake my hand better count your fingers

What if I do get caught?
What if there is no judgement?
If I 'm right I lose nothing
If you 're right I lose it all

I ought to get caught
Because I 'm doing something wicked
I 'm guilty haunted by my fears
And the only consequences
Are dread and the fugitive mind

You built walls to protect you
So no one will infect you
Pursued by those out there
That vanish in thin air
Come a long way to find
What you really left behind
You don 't know when the end is
But it 's coming fast

I sneak in my own house,
It's four in the morning,
I had too much to drink,
Said I was out with the boys,
I creep in my bedroom,
I slip into bed,
I know if I wake her,
I'll wake up dead,

I wonder, will she find out,
About the other, other lover,

Wake up dead, you die,
Wake up dead, and buried,
Wake up dead, you die,
Wake up dead.

It freaking hurts just a first iime...
==============================

Screaming for a love-bite
And you hide it, that it makes you feel alright
See your secret in a mirror
It's black'n'blue and it happened to you
In the heat of the night

It hurts just the first time
Ooh, it hurts
It hurts just the very first time

Screaming for a love-bite
For a love-bite
Hiding that it feels right
Screaming for a love-bite

Grinding makes so uptight
And you gotta face it, 'cause it decorates your neck
It's gonna stay there
Stay there for a long time
Just to remind you while you like it
When you went on and on

It hurts just the first time
Ooh, it hurts
It hurts just the very first time

Screaming for a love-bite
For a love-bite
Hiding that it feels right
Screaming for a love-bite
Screaming for a love-bite ...

We are 138, We are 138, We are 138
We are 138, We are 138, We are 138
We are 138, We are 138
In the eyes of tiger

Do you think we're robot clean
Does this face look almost mean
Is it time to be an android not a man

Live your life like it's a coma
Won't you tell me why we'd wanna
With all the reasons you give
It's kinda hard to believe

But who am I to tell you that I've seen any reason
Why you should stay
Maybe we'd be better off without you anyway
I got a one way ticket on your last chance ride
Got a one way ticket to your suicide
Got a one way ticket and there's no way out alive

And all this grass communication that has left you in the cold
Isn't much for consolation when you feel so weak and old
But if home is where the heart is
Then there's stories to be told
No, you dont need a doctor
No one else can heal your soul

Got your mind in submission
Got your life on the line
But nobody pulled the trigger
They just stepped aside
They'll be down by the water
While you watch 'em wavin' goodbye

They'll be callin in the morning
They'll be hanging on the phone
They'll be waitin for an answer
But you know nobody's home
And when the bells stop ringing
It was nobody's fault but your own

There were always ample warning
There were always subtle signs
And you would have seen them coming
But we gave you too much time
And when you said that no one's listening
Why'd your best friend drop a dime
Sometimes we get so tired of waiting for a
Way to spend our time

And it's so easy to be social
It's so easy to be cool
Yeah, its easy to get hungry
When you ain't got shit to lose
And I wish that I could help you
With what you hope to find
But I'm still out here waiting
Watching reruns of my life
When you reach the point of breaking
Know it's gonna take some time
To heal those broken memories
That another man would need
Just to survive

Gonna get me a shotgun and kill all the whiteys I see
Gonna get me a shotgun and kill all the whiteys I see
And when I kill all the whiteys I see, then whitey he won't bother me
Gonna get me a shotgun and kill all the whiteys I see

PS. SNL === Saturday Night Live

Здрасьте! Я родом из Бобруйска.
Я -- гуру, по-вашему это будет "учитель".
Я щас вам расскажу о смысле жизни.
Я, в натуре, профессионал, а не любитель

Эй, ну ты там, на седьмом ряду, с портвейном!
Ну че ты хлещешь из горла? Щас дам стакан.
Вернешь с глоточком, но вообще-то ты бы лучше бы послушал,
Что тебе говорят, пока не шибко пьян.

Сначала маленький экскурс в историю,
А к практике мы перейдем потом (опосля, значит).
Так вот, все это началось в те самые времена,
Когда Иисус Христос сказал впервые "Ом".

И Будда -- этот тоже был из наших.
Он выпустил приказ -- всем всех любить,
Носить цветы, усы, бороду и хайр подлиннее,
А на войну ни в коем разе не ходить.

А сейчас займемся самосозерцаньем,
И у кого с собою лотос -- а ну садись в него.
Эй, ты, чурок, пора б те знать, что лотос --
Это такой цветок, а не стиральный порошок.

Ежли у вас чегой-то там не так,
То медитация уж в раз поможет вам.
Герла, я ж тебе говорю медитация, а не мастурбация.
Ну ты в натуре даешь, трам-тарарам.

А теперь послушаем малехо святой музыки,
И душами совместно воспарим.
Я вам поставлю Юрия Морозова,
Он типа Кришны -- он тоже всеми шибко любим.

Вот тут уж можно углубляться в себя,
Но не слишком далеко -- нужно будет потом вернуться обратно.
Не стесняйтесь почем зря выходить в астрал --
Встретите там нирвану -- скажете, здрасте мол, очень приятно.

Приступаем к маленькому уроку дзен-буддизма.
А ну-ка изо всех сил врежь соседу по зубам!
Врубаешься? Вот оно, просветление-то.
Что, усекли, ну то-то -- вижу по глазам.

Да, мир и любовь -- это вам не хухры-мухры.
Вот сам Джордж Харрисон то же самое говорил.
А ну-ка хором затянули "Харя Кришны! ",
И взлюби друг дружку со всех сил.

Харе Кришна, харя Кришны, Кришны-Кришны харя-харя...
Харя Рамы, харя Рамы, Рамы-Рамы харя-харя
........
Харя Рамы, Харя Рамы, Рамы Рамы Харя Харя
Харя Кришны (эх, чего там- раз живем!) Харя Кришны,
Харя Рамы, в натуре, Харя Харя...

(С) Tenacious D

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This is a song for the ladies
But fellas listen closely

You don't always have to fuck her hard
In fact sometimes that's not right to do
Sometimes you've got to make some love
And fuckin give her some smoochies too

Sometimes ya got to squeeze
Sometimes you've got to say please
Sometime you've got to say hey

I'm gonna fuck you softly
I'm gonna screw you gently
I'm gonna hump you sweetly
I'm gonna ball you discreetly

And then you say hey I bought you flowers
And then you say wait a minute sally
I think I got somethin in my teeth
Could you get it out for me
That's fuckin' teamwork

Whats your favorite posish?
That's cool with me
Its not my favorite
But I'll do it for you
Whats your favorite dish?
Im not gonna cook it
But ill order it from Zanzibar

And then I'm gonna love you completely
And then I'll fuckin fuck you discreetly
And then I'll fucking bone you completely
But then I'm gonna fuck you hard
Hard

Yell with the wind,
though the wind won't help you fly at all
Your back's to the wall
Chain the sun,
and it tears away and it breaks you as you run,
You run, you run!

Behind the smile,
there's danger and a promise to be told:
You'll never get old - ha!
Life's fantasy -
to be locked away and still to think you're free
You're free, you're free!

So live for today
Tomorrow never comes.
......

Прислал Амазон новый шмудак. и PAL воспроизводит,
и divx на телевизор сам выводит. Лепота. Правда вот
closed captions почему-то отказывается показывать.
Philips пока по этому поводу сохраняет глубокомысленное
молчание... Хотя, может быть, я просто слишком много
от дивайса хочу? За 70 то баков?