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Это часть концерта "Bullet In A Bible"
Текст песни "St. Jimmy"
ST.Jimmy
St. Jimmy's comin' down across the alleyway
Up on the boulevard like a zip gun on parade
Light of a silhouette
He's insubordinate
Coming at you on the count of 1,2,1,2,3,4!
My name is Jimmy and you better not wear it out
Suicide commando that your momma talked about
King of the forty theives
And I'm here to represent
That needle in the vein of the establishment
I'm the patron saint of the denial
With an angel face and a taste for suicidal
Cigarettes and ramen and a little bag of dope
I am the son of a bitch and Edgar Allen Poe
Raised in the city under a halo of lights
The product of war and fear that we've been victimized
I'm the patron saint of the denial
With an angel face and a taste for suicidal
ARE YOU TALKING TO ME?
I'll give you something to cry about.
My name is St. Jimmy I'm a son of a gun
I'm the one that's from the way outside
I'm a teenage assassin executing some fun
In the cult of the life of crime.
I really hate to say it but I told you so
So shut your mouth before I shoot you down old boy
Welcome to the club and give me some blood
And the resident leader at the lost and found
It's comedy and tragedy
It's St. Jimmy
And that's my nameeeeeee...and don't wear it out
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Do you have the time to listen to me whine
About nothing and everything all at once?
I am one of those melodramatic fools
Neurotic to the bone, no-doubt about it.
Sometimes I give myself the creeps
Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me
It all keeps adding up
I think I'm cracking up
Am I just paranoid?
Am I just stoned?
I went to a shrink to analyze my dreams
She said it's lack of sex that's bringing me down
I went to a whore, she said my life's a bore
So quit my whining 'cause it's bringing her down
Sometimes I give myself the creeps
Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me
It all keeps adding up
I think I'm cracking up
Am I just paranoid?
Yeah yeah yeah yeah!
Grasping to control
So I better hold on
Sometimes I give myself the creeps
Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me
It all keeps adding up
I think I'm cracking up
Am I just paranoid?
Am I just stoned?
Трудно иногда приходится....
Пришел к выводу, што смысл всего што мы делаем, делится на 2 вида:
- для себя
- для других
Так уж получилось, но я делаю больше для других, чем для себя.....
Мда... И ведь не откажеш же другу в поддержке и помощи...
Ты для них всё - а они для тебя ни-че-го...
Обидно
АрРррРр
Ваще тащусь от этой песни
*подпевает*
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Припев:
I want to be the minority
I don't need your authority
Down with the moral majority
'Cause I want to be the minority
I pledge allegiance to the underworld
One nation under dog
There of which I stand alone
A face in the crowd
Unsung, against the mold
Without a doubt
Singled out
The only way I know
Припев...
Stepped out of the line
Like a sheep runs from the herd
Marching out of time
To my own beat now
The only way I know
One light, one mind
Flashing in the dark
Blinded by the silence of a thousand broken hearts
"For crying out loud" she screamed unto me
A free for all
Fuck 'em all
You are your own sight
Припев...
Настроение сейчас - на нуле
Даже не знаю с чего начать...
Столько проблем в последнее время...
Вобщем всё как-у-всех и всё-как-обычно
Опять куча депрессий подряд, опять плохое настроение... И ведь свое плохое настроение не покажеш друзьям...
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Друзья, школа, отношение к себе, ко всем, родители, всё бесит, хочется неделю провалятся в постели, штобы от всего отдохнуть...
Просто спать, спать, спать...
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Наверно весна так влияет на меня, или наоборт - уход зимы
Скорей бы уже лето, каникулы, забить на всё и всех, преобразится и жить в удовольствие!!!
Сейчас это моя главная мечта.
Настроение сейчас - Так се
Jesus Of Suburbia
Часть 1. Иисус Пригорода
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