Kreideiky Posted November 13, 2004 Share Posted November 13, 2004 ~ Still In Love ~ The cops are hanging around the house The cars outside look like they've got the blues The moon don't know if it's day or night Everybody's creeping around with plastic covers on their shoes You're making coffee for everyone concerned Someone points to this and someone points to that Everyone is saying that you should lie down But you ain't having none of that And I say to the sleepy summer rain With a complete absence of pain You might think I'm crazy But I'm still in love with you Hide your eyes, hide your tears, Hide your face, my love Hide your ribbons, hide your bows Hide your coloured cotton gloves Hide your trinkets, hide your treasures Hide your neatly scissored locks Hide your memories, hide them all Stuff them in a cardboard box Or throw them into the street below Leave them to the wind and the rain and the snow For you might think I'm crazy But I'm still in love with you Call me up, baby, and I will answer your call Call me up but remember I am no use to you at all Now, you're standing at the top of the stairs One hand on the banister, a flower in your hair The other one resting on your hip Without a solitary care I fall to sleep in the summer rain With no single memory of pain And you might think I'm crazy But I'm still in love with you ... nick cave & the bad seeds Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds - Still In Love Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
bio Posted November 13, 2004 Share Posted November 13, 2004 Bigod 20 - Like A Prayer Life is a mystery, everyone must stand alone I hear you call my name And it feels like home Chorus: When you call my name it's like a little prayer I'm down on my knees, I wanna take you there In the midnight hour I can feel your power Just like a prayer you know I'll take you there I hear your voice, it's like an angel sighing I have no choice, I hear your voice Feels like flying I close my eyes, Oh God I think I'm falling Out of the sky, I close my eyes Heaven help me (chorus) Like a child you whisper softly to me You're in control just like a child Now I'm dancing It's like a dream, no end and no beginning You're here with me, it's like a dream Let the choir sing (chorus) Just like a prayer, your voice can take me there Just like a muse to me, you are a mystery Just like a dream, you are not what you seem Just like a prayer, no choice your voice can take me there Just like a prayer, I'll take you there It's like a dream to me Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Grimjaur Posted November 13, 2004 Share Posted November 13, 2004 Bloody Sunday Remember well the 30th of January, The feeling of dread that was in the air. The people marched for their right to equality, They only wanted to be treated fair. Shots were fired my a mindless military, The people ran they were unarmed Across the world we will read of Derry And those who died by oppressive hands. 13 people lost their lives that Sunday, Women, children and innocent men. Many wounded lay crying in agony, The knights of Malta attended them. And so began the government cover up. And so began the lies and deceit. Soldiers statement would be changed and torn up, No reports would come from men on the street. As the years went by the people began to talk, The hidden crimes were now being told. Innocent protestors - shot in back, Left to die in the winter cold. The bullets used had all been tampered, Maximum injury would come from them. This tyranny will not go un-noticed, Our day will come again. Cruachan/Folk-lore/Bloody Sunday Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
SDawn Posted November 13, 2004 Share Posted November 13, 2004 * * * Прощай. Позабудь И не обессудь. А письма сожги... Как мост. Да будет мужественен Твой путь, Да будет он прям И прост. Да будет во мгле Для тебя гореть Звездная мишура, Да будет надежда Ладони греть У твоего костра. Да будут метели, Снега, дожди И бешеный рев огня, Да будет удач у тебя впереди Больше, чем у меня. Да будет могуч и прекрасен Бой, Гремящий в твоей груди. Я счастлив за тех, Которым с тобой, Может быть, По пути. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ov3rm4n Posted November 13, 2004 Share Posted November 13, 2004 +-->QUOTE(from a movie ) If someone would bring me my coffee every morning before I dressed, I would be very happy. It would change the day. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ov3rm4n Posted November 13, 2004 Share Posted November 13, 2004 Detonation Boulevard - The Sisters Of Mercy On Detonation Boulevard... Through the angel rain Through the dust and the gasolene Through the cruelty of strangers To the neon dream Long distance information Just tell me where the manholes steam A little girl waits on my station With a new machine On Detonation Boulevard... I got wrecked out here In a Eldorado I got wired, white-walled This hot-wired sedan I caught something weird in Encenada I've a brother of sorts in Torquemada Long distance information Disconnect me if you can On Detonation Boulevard... Pink noise, white noise, And a violet whining sound It burns inside this car No cops, no signs, no left, no right No stops, no turning round Well you can run but you can't ride You won't get far On Detonation Boulevard.. Bang Bang Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
snejko Posted November 13, 2004 Share Posted November 13, 2004 Space-Dye Vest Falling through pages of Martens on angels Feeling my heart pull west I saw the future dressed as a stranger love in a space-dye vest Love is an act of blood and I'm bleeding a pool in the shape of a heart Beauty projection in the reflection Always the worst way to start [sample is Julian Sands from the film "A Room With A View".] "But he's the sort who can't know anyone intimately, least of all a woman. He doesn't know what a woman is. He wants you for a possession, something to look at like a painting or an ivory box. Something to own and to display. He doesn't want you to be real, or to think or to live. He doesn't love you, but I love you. I want you to have your own thoughts and ideas and feelings, even when I hold you in my arms. It's our last chance... It's our last chance..." Now that you're gone I'm trying to take it Learning to swallow the rage Found a new girl I think we can make it as long as she stays on the page This is not how I want it to end And I'll never be open again [sample from "The Trouble With Evan", from the Canadian series "The Fifth Estate".] "...I was gonna move out...ummm...get, get a job, get my own place, ummm, but... I go into the mall where I want to work and they tell me, I'm, I was too young..." [sample is Jim Hill from a news commentary about the OJ Simpson freeway chase.] "Some people, gave advice before, about facing the facts, about facing reality. And this is, this without a doubt, is his biggest challenge ever. He's going to have to face it. You're gonna have to try, he's gonna to have to try and, uh, and, and, and get some help here. I mean no one can say they know how he feels." [sample from the Conan O'Brien show.] "That, so they say that, in ya know like, Houston or something, you'd say it's a hundred and eighty degrees, but it's a dry heat. In Houston they say that? Oh, maybe not. I'm all mixed up. Dry until they hit the swimming pool." [sample from "The Trouble With Evan", from the Canadian series "The Fifth Estate".] "...I get up with the sun... Listen. You have your own room to sleep in, I don't care what you do. I don't care when. That door gets locked, that door gets locked at night by nine o'clock. If you're not in this house by nine o'clock, then you'd better find some place to sleep. Because you're not going to be a bum in this house. Supper is ready..." There's no one to take my blame if they wanted to There's nothing to keep me sane and it's all the same to you There's nowhere to set my aim so I'm everywhere Never come near me again do you really think I need you I'll never be open again, I could never be open again. I'll never be open again, I could never be open again. And I'll smile and I'll learn to pretend And I'll never be open again And I'll have no more dreams to defend And I'll never be open again Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kreideiky Posted November 14, 2004 Share Posted November 14, 2004 ~ Duvet (Serial Experiments: Lain OST) ~ And you don't seem to understand A shame you seemed an honest man And all the fears you hold so dear Will turn to whisper in your ear And you know what they say might hurt you And you know that it means so much And you don't even feel a thing I am falling, I am fading, I have lost it all And you don't seem the lying kind A shame then I can read your mind And all the things that I read there Candle lit smile that we both share And you know I don't mean to hurt you But you know that it means so much And you don't even feel a thing I am falling, I am fading, I am drowning, Help me to breathe I am hurting, I have lost it all I am losing, Help me to breathe ... boa BoA - Duvet Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
RiMy_SuN Posted November 14, 2004 Share Posted November 14, 2004 "Страхувам се от живота и искам да умра,но ме е страх и от смъртта,така че може би искам да живея..." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
bio Posted November 14, 2004 Share Posted November 14, 2004 SICK OF IT ALL LYRICS - "Just Look Around" The question they keep asking me how can one so young be so bitter and angry well, the answer is plain to see maybe if they wern't so blind they'd see what i see i see the homeless livin' out on the street on every corner they're asking for money i try to help them whenever i can but sometimes i can't afford to help myself i see diseases and modern plagues of our times the greed of our leaders has made them blind to our problems they spend millions overseas, people right here are fightin' wars everyday I see the whites that hate the blacks blacks against the jews, race against religion and the're all too blind to see When we fight each other it puts all of them at ease it keeps us so busy, so they can do what they please election time comes and they're out for votes that's when you see and hear from them the most this is what they're calling a democracy that's just another word for hypocrisy we keep fallin' for the bait when we realize, it's always too late I see the whites that hate the blacks blacks that hate the jews, brother against brother and they're all to blind to see As the rich get richer, the poor goin' hungry i've seen the toll it takes on the workingman's family education system that's obsolete can't hold a kid's interest or keep 'em off the street see a father's fear, hear a mother's cry what kind of a nation lets their children die government's corrupt and full of red tape then you're gonna ask me why i hate Why don't you open up your eyes so you can see open up your ears so you can hear take a look around and you will find take a look around and you will find out why !!! моля ви прочетете този текст, чуйте тази песен, отворете си прозореца и погледнете ... просто погледнете навън !!! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Nati Posted November 14, 2004 Share Posted November 14, 2004 'Come seek us where our voices sound, We cannot sing above the ground, And while you're searching,ponder this: We've taken what you'll sorely miss, An hour long you'll have to look, And to rekover what we took, But past an hour-the prospect's black Too late,it's gone,it won't come back.' Tova be6e ot Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Dreamer Posted November 14, 2004 Share Posted November 14, 2004 Sleep (Edge of Thorns) Hey there youWay out there in the distance Can you hear me Are you there I know it's late So please forgive my persistence But I'm hanging Do you care So lay back Call off the attack Cause if you look deep Dreams are nothing that I lack And all I seek A final chance to speak And I would let the whole thing keep If I could just sleep Hey there you Way out there could you show me Just a signal Or a sign That after all All these years that you've known me And I'm not just killing time So lay back Call off the attack Cause if you look deep Dreams are nothing that I lack And all I seek A final chance to speak But I would let the whole thing keep If I could just sleep As I lay there late at night Building castles in the air Out of alibis and all those little lies And then I look inside And pray that I don't care I don't care I don't care Hey there you way out there in the distance ... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
RiMy_SuN Posted November 14, 2004 Share Posted November 14, 2004 Chance Savatage He was standing all alone Trying to find the words to say When every prayer he ever prayed Was gone And the dreams he's never owned Are still safely tucked away Until tomorrow he just Carries on See the Devil in the streets at night See him running in the pouring rain See him grinning 'neath a twisted light I'll be back again See the people standing in a row See them nodding like a field of grain No one sees the sickle though Coming 'cross the plain And this he knows if nothing more That waiting in the dark like destiny Are those who kissed the dogs of war And there is no tomorrow No tomorrow Take a chance Take a chance See the Devil he is so intense See the Devil go and change his name What's the going price of innocence It can't be the same Is it dark when the moon is down Is it dark with a single flame If there's glass falling all all around I am not to blame And this he knows if nothing more That waiting in the dark like destiny Are those who kissed the dogs of war And there is no tomorrow No tomorrow Take a chance Burn the night away Pictures at an exhibition Played as he stood his trance Staring at his inhibitions All the time believing That it now came down to nothing but this chance I fear you Your silence Your blindless See what you want to see In darkness One kindness One moment Tell me what you believe I believe in nothing Never really had to In regards to your life Rumors that are not true Who's defending evil Surely never I Who would be the witness Should you chance to die Father can you hear me This is not how was meant to be I am safe and so are you As for the others destiny I believe that situations All depend on circumstance Look away Look away Pictures at an exhibition Played as he stood in his trance Staring at his inhibitions All the time believing That it now came down to Nothing but this chance Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kreideiky Posted November 15, 2004 Share Posted November 15, 2004 ~ What Do U Want From Me ~ There is one thing. That I would die for. It's when you say. My life is in your hands. When you're near me. Your love is all I need. Now I can't imagine. What do you want from me? It's not how it used to be. You've taken my life away Ruining everything. What do you want from me? It's not how it used to be. You've taken my life away Ruining everything. Give me something. I can rely on. Far away from. The life that I once know. But what does it matter. Thats all I have to say. And I can't imagine. What do you want from me? It's not how it used to be. You've taken my life away Ruining everything ... monaco Monaco - What Do U Want From Me Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
PSYCHOSIS Posted November 15, 2004 Share Posted November 15, 2004 Hell Is Living Without You by Alice Cooper I can't find your face in a Thousand masqueraders You're hidden in the colors of a Million other lost charaders In life's big parade I'm the loneliest spectator Cuz you're gone without a trace in A sea of faceless imitators I can't take another night Burning inside this Hell is living without your love Ain't nothing without your Touch me Heaven would be like hell Is living without you Try to walk away When I see the time I've wasted Starving at a feast And all this wine I've never tasted On my lips your memory has been stained Is it all in vain Tell me who's to blame I can't take another night Burning inside this Hell is living without your love Ain't nothing without your Touch me Heaven would be like hell Is living without you Nights get longer and colder I'm down begging to hold ya On my own and I feel like hell Is living without you Hell is living without your love Ain't nothing without your Touch me Heaven would be like hell Is living without you Nights get longer and colder I'm down begging to hold ya On my own and I feel like hell Is living without you... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
PSYCHOSIS Posted November 15, 2004 Share Posted November 15, 2004 Honestly by Zwan I believe I believe I believe I believe the love you talk about with me is it true, do I care honestly, you can try to wipe the memories aside but it's you that you erase 'cause there's no place that I could be without you it's too far to discard the life I once knew honestly, all the weather storms I bring are just a picture of my needs 'cause when I think of you as mine and allow myself with time to lead into the life we want I feel love, honestly I feel love, yes, honestly I believe you mean the best that life can bring I believe in it all honestly, you can try your heart is just as long as mine is it ours to let go 'cause there's no place that I could be without you it's too dark to discard the life I once knew honestly, a single wrong is not enough to cover up the pain in us 'cause when I think of you as mine and allow myself the time to lead into the life we want I feel love, honestly I'll make a joke so you must laugh I'll break your heart so you must ask is this the way to get us back I don't know, honestly I don't know, yes, honestly there's no place that I could be without you honestly there's no place that I could be without you there's no place that I could be without you there's no place that I could be without you there's no place that I could be without you honestly Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ov3rm4n Posted November 15, 2004 Share Posted November 15, 2004 Любовно Ти си топчето в моята супа Аз съм квадратчето на покривката Ти си солницата дето не пуска Аз съм оцетникът в края на масата Ти си мушицата винена в него Аз съм Бьоф Строганов покрай празник Ти си горчицата гор-чи-ца след празника Не прекалявай с горчицата скъпа Не прекалявай с горчицата казвам Аз съм стомахът на твоята язва Слънчогледова сутрин А. Гинзбъргу в памет Тръгнах по пътя край селото ето ги слънчогледите Алън тази сутрин научих Стой не беше ли старият граф Тол- стой първият битник умрял на стоп за България Този Лев - за България чух че и ти си се готвил за тук писаха вестници Владо от Вашингтон Тази сутрин обаче така се пристига у нас (Тъй и Байрон наблизо) искам да кажа това е пътят Всеки пътник е пътник и всеки тръгнал за тук е пристигал някоя сутрин Добро утро Лев Добро утро Алън Добра сутрин Добра сутра Беше рано и седнах до някаква ръждясала част от сеялка само Лудия Ристо дойде брадясал и седна до мен - Алън Гинзбърг умрял викам Алън Гинзбърг - А на мен един Зил ми премаза петела И двамата жалехме И седяхме така Аз Алън Гинзбърг Лудия Ристо петелът и Лев Николаевич с Байрон (графът до лорда) и люпехме семки Георги Господинов Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
snejko Posted November 15, 2004 Share Posted November 15, 2004 Автобиография 29 В кремиковци работеше баща ми… В макдоналдс моят брат се труди… А майка ми угасва във пералня…… И само аз съм несериозен…………. Хлебников По това време Хлебников живееше в една огромна тъмна стая в Харков. В стаята се влизаше през полу срутена тераса без стъпала. Аз го посещавах рядко. Хлебников мълчеше. И почти през цялото време - защото нямаше радио - наизуст си припомняше пасажи от композитори. Той все не намираше време за себе си. Хлебников беше труден гений. Но и аз не бях лесна. Какво си мисли той? Нито едно от стихотворенията си не бе нарекъл муза. И аз тъгувах. - Тъгуваш, моя хлебна пеперудо. (Казваше Хлебников.) Замесена от сол и жито ти - тъгуваш... ...но няма ли да бухнеш! От ръж и вдъхновение, от бакпулвер - твоите криле - щв шупнат ли и те? И аз тогава му прошепвах в ухото 8 думи: а сутрин позлатените клщчалки на жените стават сребърни. И нищо - пак тъгувах. Често Хлебников ме оставяше на хляб и вода. Веднъж му дойде на гости младият поет Бесмертни, донесе му пакет хартия - аз ви нося хляб, каза той. Вие ми носите безсмъртие, бе! (репликата пусната от тялото, което аз тогава обитавах) Много е остарял Хлебников. Аз (стъпила на крилцата си) се приближавам до него и шептя: Няма вече така! Няма вече така! Няма вече така! Тома Марков Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Grimjaur Posted November 15, 2004 Share Posted November 15, 2004 Любовта без която не можем Да си вземем сбогом със онази любов без която никак не можем. Не е лесно‚ не е лесно у дома да се връщаш‚ да се връщаш бездомен. Спи булевардът след дългия ден‚ спят уморени тротоарите пусти‚ под ръка аз вървя с подранилата зима и събирам своите чувства. И все по–далече‚ и все по–назад стъпки остават‚ остават зад мене‚ и от просяк по–беден‚ и от крал по–богат аз вървя и раздавам надежда. Да си вземем сбогом със онази любов без която никак не можем. Не е лесно‚ не е лесно у дома да се връщаш‚ да се връщаш бездомен. И все по–далече‚ и все по–назад стъпки остават‚ остават зад мене‚ и от просяк по–беден‚ и от крал по–богат аз вървя и раздавам надежда. И събирам‚ раздавам‚ дори не броя своите срещи в града милионен. Аз вървя за да търся теб – любовта‚ любовта без която не можем Тангра Последният човек Последният човек върви към нас, Вълви без пол, библия и знаме. Последният човек не иска власт, Той няма име глас и памет. Върви към нас Не се усмихва нито ни се сърди Сърцето му е мъничък компас, Стрелката му насочена не мърда. Последният човек не иска власт, Не чувства жега, студ, Не чувства страх. Върви човек, а всъщност – гола кукла. Той няма памет, име, той няма срам – Последният човек върви насам, Последният човек върви и си пиука ФСБ Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
RiMy_SuN Posted November 15, 2004 Share Posted November 15, 2004 Ако имаш време Сякаш хлопна вън врата, зимата си отлетя - Цяла зима бързах аз, нямах време нито час. Имам време чак сега, топло време за тъга, от това, че твоят ден не е за мен. А къде да дяна свойте дни? Погледни, плувам сам сред време - океан. А къде през прах и суети бързаш ти? На къде? При кой? Направи завой, нека да поспрем - ако имаш време. Мястото е точно тук, край запелия капчук, да се тръгне от сега към щастливата звезда. Тук е зона земетръсна, утре може да е късно - остави един свой ден и за мен. А къде да дяна свойте дни? Погледни, плувам сам сред време - океан. А къде през прах и суети бързаш ти? На къде? При кой? Направи завой, нека да поспрем - ако имаш време. А къде да дяна свойте дни? Погледни, плувам сам сред време - океан. А къде през прах и суети бързаш ти? На къде? При кой? Направи завой, нека да поспрем - ако имаш време. Ако имаш време... Александър Петрунов и Тангра http://www.warez.ru:8080/FTP/MP3z/*TEMP/Ri...ash%20Vreme.mp3 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kreideiky Posted November 15, 2004 Share Posted November 15, 2004 ~ Lullaby ~ the snow in the air to sing me a lullaby my winter, come hither to me the dark nights to come so, kiss me for good-bye the grace of the godland is near to you show me the flowers invisible sing me the hymns inaudible the wind is my voice the moon is my heart come find me, I'm on every hills and fields I'm here... ever your near... (sing for your love, gone so far in the past) (pray for the world, that you may rest in peace) the snow in the air to sing me a lullaby the angel of rebirth is here so let all your pain sleep within the husha-by the grace of the godland grace of the godland grace of the godland is near... so close to you... kajiura yuki - Noir OST Lullaby Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Nati Posted November 15, 2004 Share Posted November 15, 2004 'A thousand years or more ago, When I was newly sewn, There lived four wizards of renown, Whose names are still well known: Bolq Gryffindor,from wild moor, Fair Ravenclaw,from glen, Sweet Hufflepuff,from valley broad, Shrewd Slytherin,from fen. They shared a wish,a hope,a dream, They hatched a daring plan To sducate young sorcerers Thus Hogwarts School began. Now each of these four founders Formed their own house,for each Did value different virtues In the ones they had to teach. By Griffindor,the bravest were Prized far beyond the rest; For Ravenclaw,the cleverest Would always be the best; For Hufflepuff, hard workes were Most worthy of admission; And power-hungry Slytherin Loved those of great ambition; While still alive they did divide Their favourites from the throng, Yet how to pick the worthy ones When they were dead and gone? 'Twas Gryffindor ho found the way, He whipped me off his head The founders put some brains in me So I could choose instead! Now slip me snug about your ears, I've never yet been wrong, I'll have a look inside your mind And tell where you belong!' Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
PSYCHOSIS Posted November 15, 2004 Share Posted November 15, 2004 ОБИЧАМ ТЕ Обичам те със пръстите ти тръпни! Обичам те със устните, с косата! Обичам те в тръпчинките кафяви! Обичам те сред облака, върху зeмята! Обичам те във чашката на мака, във капка мед, във капчица отрова! Обичам те с дишането, с мрака! Обичам те под старата луна, с луната нова! Обичам те в дъжда, във храсталака, с пчелите, оплождащи полето! Обичам те засмян, намръщен, плакал! Обичам те до края на сърцето! Обичам те макар и чужд, без мене! Обичам те безсънна и в съня! Тъй много те обичам, тъй безмерно, дори да имаш и след мен жена! Но пак оставам необичана и чужда и неоткрит е островът ми див и ветровете има само нужда да пренощуват върху моя бряг красив! И само чайките с вълните ме целуват, а аз свидетелка на чуждата любов, самотна, с рибите добри лудувам, очакваща спасителния лов. Очакваща най-после златна мрежа и робството, което ми прилича, тъй сладко и горчиво неизбежно мен някой някъде да ме обича. Но страх ви е моряци и рибари, пирати, даже вас обзема страх, че моят остров вулканично пари и който стъпи върху него, става прах! Затуй самотна да обичам трябва. Обичам те. Обичам те така! Обичам те със виното и хляба, подаден ти от детската ръка! (анонимен автор) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
RiMy_SuN Posted November 15, 2004 Share Posted November 15, 2004 You Will Be My Ain True Love Alison Krauss You'll walk unscathed through musket fire, No ploughman's blade will cut thee down, No cutlass pull will mark thy face, And you will be my ain true love, And you will be my ain true love And as you walk through death's dark vale, The cannon's thunder can't prevail, And those who hunt thee down will fail, And you will be my ain true love, And you will be my ain true love. Asleep inside the cannon's mouth, The captain cries, "Here comes the rout," They'll seek to find me north and south, I've gone to find my ain true love. The field is cut and bleeds too red, The cannon balls fly round my head, The infirmary man may count me dead, When I've gone to find my ain true love, I've gone to find my ain true love. http://www.warez.ru:8084/mp3/*Soundtracks/...n.True.Love.mp3 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ov3rm4n Posted November 15, 2004 Share Posted November 15, 2004 Dancin' Fool Lyrics by Frank Zappa Don't know much about dancin' That's why I got this song One of my legs is shorter than the other 'N' both my feet's too long 'Course now right along with 'em I got no natural rhythm But I go dancin' every night Hopin' one day I might get it right I'm a dancin'fool, I'm a Dancin' fool I hear that beat; I jump outa my seat But I can't compete, cause I'm a Dancin' fool, I'm a Dancin' fool The disco folks all dressed up Like they's fit to kill I walk on in 'n' see 'em there Gonna give them all a thrill When they see me comin' They all steps aside They has a fit while I commit My social suicide, I'm a Dancin' fool, I'm a Dancin' fool The beat goes on And I'm so wrong The beat goes on And I'm so wrong The beat goes on'n'I'm so wrong The beat goes on 'n' I'm so wrong The beat goes on 'n' I'm so wrong I may be totally wrong, but I'm a Dancin'fool, I'm a Dancin' fool Yowsa, yowsa, yowsa I got it all together now With my very own disco clothes, hey! My shirt's half open, t'show you my chains 'N' the spoon for up my nose I am really somethin' That's what you'd prob'ly say So smoke your little smoke Drink your little drink While I dance the night away, I'm a Dancin'fool, I'm a Dancin'fool, efc., etc. I may be totally wrong but I'm a I may be totally wrong but I'm a I may be totally wrong but I'm a FOOL-uh! Hey, darlin'... can I buyya a drink? Lookin' for Mister Goodbar? Here he is... Wait a minute... I've got it... you're an Italian! Hah? Yer Jewish? Love your nails ... you must be a Libra... Your place or mine? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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