Archive mai 2008
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Paroles de Dirrty : Christina Aguilera
Dirrty
Filthy
Nasty
Too dirrty to clean my act up
If you ain't dirrty... you ain't here to party
Ladies move, gentlemen move
Somebody ring the alarm
A fire on the roof
Ring the alarm (And I'm throwin elbows)
I said ring the alarm (And I'm throwin elbows)
Ring the alarm (And I'm throwin elbows)
Ooh, I'm overdue
Gimme some room, I'm comin' through
Paid my dues, I'm in the mood
Me and my girls gonna shake the room
DJ's spinnin (show your hands)
And let's get dirrty (that's my jam)
I need that ... to get me off
Sweatin' till my clothes come off
It's explosive, speakers are thumpin'
Still jumpin', 6 in the morning
Table dancin', glasses are crashin'
No question, time for some action
Temperature's up (Can you feel it?)
'Bout to erupt (so get)
Gonna get my girls
Get your boys
Gonna make some noise...
Gonna get rowdy
Gonna get a little unruly
Get it fired up in a hurry
Wanna get dirrty
It's about time that I came to start the party
Sweat drippin' over my body
Dancin' gettin' just a little naughty
Wanna get dirrty
It's about time for my arrival
Ahh, heat is up
So ladies, fellas, drop your cups
Body's hot from front to back
Move your ass, I like that
Tight hip huggers (low fo' sho')
Shake a little somethin' (On the floor)
I need that ... to get me off
Sweatin' till my clothes come off
Let's get open, cause a commotion
We're still goin', 8 in the morning
There's no stoppin', we keep it poppin'
Hard rockin', everyone's talkin'
Be all you got (give it to me)
Just hit the spot
Gonna get my girls
Get your boys
Gonna make some noise...
Rowdy
Gonna get a little unruly
Get it fired up in a hurry
Wanna get dirrty
It's about time that I came to start the party
Sweat drippin' over my body
Dancin' gettin' just a little naughty
Wanna get dirrty
It's about time for my arrival
Here it comes
It's the one you been waitin' on
Get up, get it up
Yo, that's what's up
Givin' just what you want to the maximum
Uh oh
Here we go
You can tell when the music starts to drop
That's when we take it to the parking lot
And I betcha somebody's gonna call the cops
Uh oh's, here we go's
Ohh... yeahh...
Gonna get rowdy
Gonna get a little unruly
Get it fired up in a hurry
Wanna get dirrty
It's about time that I came to start the party
Sweat drippin' over my body
Dancin' gettin' just a little naughty
Wanna get dirrty
It's about time for my arrival
Gonna get rowdy
Gonna get a little unruly
Get it fired up in a hurry
Wanna get dirrty
It's about time that I came to start the party
Sweat drippin' over my body
Dancin' gettin' just a little naughty
Wanna get dirrty
It's about time for my arrival
Wanna get rowdy
Let's get a little unruly
Wanna get dressed in a hurry
Let's get dirrty
It's about time that I came to start the party
Let's get a little unruly
Wanna get dressed in a hurry
Let's get dirrty
It's about time for my arrival
Paroles de Lemon : U2
Lemon
See through in the sunlight
She wore lemon
Never in the daylight
She's gonna make you cry
She's gonna make you whisper and moan
But when you're dry
She draws water from a stone
I feel like I'm slowly, slowly, slowlys slipping under
I feel like I'm holding onto nothing
She wore lemon
To colour in the cold grey night
She had heaven
And she held on so tight
A man makes a picture
A moving picture
Through light projected
He can see himself up close
A man captures colour
A man likes to stare
He turns his money into light
To look for her
And I feel like I'm drifting, drifting, drifting from the shore
And I feel like I'm swimming out to her
Midnight is where the day begins x3
Lemon
See through in the sunlight
A man builds a city
With banks and cathedrals
A man melts the sand so he can
See the world outside You're gonna meet her there
A man makes a car She's your destination
And builds roads to run (them) on You gotta get to her
A man dreams of leaving She's imagination
But he always stays behind
And these are the days when our work has come assunder
And these are the days when we look for something other
Midnight is where the day begins x3
A man makes a picture
A moving picture
Through light projected
He can see himself up close Gotta meet her there
A man captures colour She's your destination
A man likes to stare There's no sleeping there
He turns his money into light She's imagination
To look for her
She is the dreamer
She's imagination
Through the light projected
He can see himself up close.
Paroles de Downtown's Assassins : Snoop Dogg
[DAT NIGGA DAZ]
Yeah
Vision 88 kilos of cocaine smack-dead in your face
The street value of that is what you dream to make
Run an illegal business,racketeerin
Smugglin,doin things from handin a gun,is what they fearin
Bodyguards and hitmen like some Al Capone shit
Heavy artillery got the cops on my dick
Different locations,spots where it takes place
If you show them my money,your ass is gettin f-laid
There's four major games that run the city of G's
The violators,the Gambinos and the Corleones and me
The violators and Gambinos they run uptown
Me and my cousin Corleone we run downtown
Murder's an everyday thang in the city
Where you gotta plot chips,jag robberies and do in its
Tanadian Nay,the charge of the weapons
Hit from verandahs and do a thing unexpected
So we plan a plot with an Uzi and 10 shot
Buck em till they all drop,circle round the block
Let em have it as soon as they come out
Unload on their ass,commence to takin them out
[DAZ]
Throughout the streets of Long Beach
The streets was infected with drugs,dope pealers and addicts
Gangs have taken over 75% of our town as the young
youth behaviour is outrageous with crime
They feel no remorse whatsoever, as the law enforcements
have tried to stop the trafficking of drugs
from coming into our country, but they can't
The murders have increased more than 95% and the drug amount
of which they make is more than 700 million dollars
Now wanted by the IRS and we will convict them of tax evasion
[TRAY DEE]
I had no choice or remorse for time for puttin it down
Niggas know the scoop is stupid if they come from my town
I been around since the Jumpstreet makin it pop
Young crook keepin hook,nigga,shakin the spot
Had to be a standout not to get ran out
Look for help,you help yourself cos there's no handout
Since the city Long Beach is only G's and hos
You hold on ya heat but them fiendish foes
Trust,bust,be aware and I ain't ya curse
Cos the niggas that I dared to (?agank?) the first
Think I might be deceased 'fore I reach my calling
As long as I'm haulin my heat I'm stallin
I bring it to ya hard from the streets of life
Where niggas get rewarded to grief for strikes
Don't speak on the creep,mo' fools is listenin
And war story glory ain't worth the riskin
Real niggas still get a mob like respect
If you represent ya set,till ya bite the deck
Who I be?I'm the Dee,nigga check the file
Under G you will see not to sweat my style
I'm takin em out
[SNOOP DOGG]
I come through blastin,me as a Downtown Assassin
Mashin,may they rest in peace in they caskets
Shoot em down in front of Hassans
Should've known from the gate,who's the baddest?
In my zone,Don Corleone wanted
For the murder of forty men
Ordered to hit and watch him kill again and again
From the U-S-C,I shift ki's,a 120 plane rides
Multiplied by G's,87.3 million in a matter o'months
Big business and big dollars is all that I want
I blaze up to celebrate,new empire to make
Toast till we all die,till we burst and break
From knives to guns,from the rich to the slums
We ran outta dope,I don't think so son
While I be gunned by a mark from the enemy park
From daylight to reach dark and all the clucks a'spark
From when I pick em off like darts
Stab em in they hearts
Make an example,what I said,ya end up dead
Spayed the wall with graffiti like hogs for all my lost Doggs
Never reach until I see the blue sky till I die
All I ever want is to be left alone
Me myself,me my dope,me and my chrome
Got paid by cops and judges,I budge when I buzz
I got the City of Long Beach goin crazy for drugs
Paroles de Way Of The World : Tina Turner
Baby, I need a hand to hold tonight
And one bright star to remind me
How dear is this life
And baby, I've never known anyone like you
There's something very special about you
I can't imagine living without you
It's the way of the world and its motion
And no ocean can keep us apart
When the moment is right and you're holding me tight
You capture the beat of my heart
In my heart there's s fire always burning
And there isn't a thing I can't do
I'm resigned to the fact that there's no turning back
And I'll never regret loving you
Baby, I will go anywhere you need
As long as you're there beside me
Baby, that's all I need
Hold me, hold me and never let me go
I'm always gonna care about you
I never wanna be without you
It's the way of the world and its motion
And no ocean can keep us apart
When the moment is right and you're holding me tight
You capture the beat of my heart
In my heart there's s fire always burning
And there isn't a thing I can't do
I'm resigned to the fact that there's no turning back
And I'll never regret loving you
You're everything I believe in
So don't ever lose the feeling
Don't ever lose the feeling
Paroles de Prisunic : Jean Ferrat
Prisunic aux soleils d'aluminium fleuri
Je flâne en vos jardins d'ustensiles étranges
Prisunic Prisunic en passant je souris
Aux petites vendeuses couleur de pschitt orange
O vendeuses chéries en matière plastique
Prenez mon plasti-cœur et mes plasti-baisers
Puis nous nous coucherons dans l'herbe synthétique
Nous ferons des enfants à l'âme triphasée
Sur des arbres en carton y a de la plasti-mousse
Et des plasti-nuages accrochés aux néons
Oh le celluloïd comme il a la peau douce
La machine à laver où l'as-tu vue Léon
Moi je n'ai d'yeux que pour les Prisunic vendeuses
Engrangeant des étoiles aux réfrigérateurs
Imaginez-les donc en robes vaporeuses
Elles mettraient un cochon dedans votre moteur
Prisunic aux soleils d'aluminium tout gris
La musique vous prend dans ses douces volutes
Prisunic Prisunic vos néons sont fleuris
Paraît que le nylon ça brûle en deux minutes
Paroles de Combattants : Passi
Béto ba militaires
Béto ba militaires
Mountou sakana
Tou koubri kwéto
La musique c'est comme la guerre
La tactique c'est l'attaque
Double S.I sur l'Odyssée
C'est bien Stomy Bu-Bu-Bugsy, Zao
Oui, oui mon général
J'évince et j'rentre dedans
Manière forte et grincements de dents
Les portes du ciel s'ouvrent, j'ai l'esprit sanglant
Couvre moi, j'te couvre, c'est le code du régiment
Déterminés, on laisse de côté l'émotivité
Les motifs ont été cités, il fallait attaquer
L'ordre donné, faire appliquer l'autorité
Puis décimer pour épurer ; tellement sont tombés
J'ai un souci dans ma tête j'suis devenu black Rambo
Et au cours de mes conquêtes, j'ai eu tant de joyaux
Dans les villages ennemis, elles avalent tous mes mots
Avec une mitraillette, même les vilains deviennent beaux
{Refrain:}
La guerre mon Dieu, ce n'est pas bon, ce n'est pas beau
(Dans la guerre on aime ce qui nous appartient pas)
La guerre mon Dieu, ce n'est pas bon, ce n'est pas beau
(Sierra Tango, Oscar, Mike, Yankee, Zao et le Double S.I)
Quand tu fais la guerre, tout le monde est bombé
Moi j'ai fait la guerre, tout le monde est cadavéré
L'absence dans le regard du soldat qui a croisé Joe Black
Du sang sur les mains et au sol tant de flaques
On avance, on attaque et ça malgré le trac
Les fosses communes fleurissent, c'est feux et massacres
On est sens dessus-dessous et qui prend le dessus
Pour six sous on s'tire dessus
J'regarde les hommes tomber, plomber, flamber, tous bombés
Ah si j'avais su
Système enrayé, on s'est enrôlés dans l'armée
Notre raison, la déraison de ceux d'en face à tuer
Mais
Après la guerre tu penses faire quoi ?
les yeux Remplis de pourquoi, "Cessez-le-feu", les gens ont trop
souffert
{au Refrain}
Marquez le pas, 1, 2, nouveau combattant mou dasoukiri
Marquez le pas, 1, 2, ancien combattant
Fidèle à notre bataillon sur le front
Nous tirons, nous prions, esquivons et nous frappons
Siphon, c'est le nom de la mission
Tous doivent disparaître
A fond, fond, fond
Casque et corps à terre, faut être bien dans ses bottes
C'est comme une fresque où la nature est morte
L'arme au poing, dans le froc les burnes, la mort derrière la porte
La haine rend borgne et les corbeaux m'escortent
Kalachnikov, Love contre M-16
Les balles pleuvent, toutes les âmes se taisent
A coup de cartouche on règle les histoires louches
Chez les rab-zas, les carlouches, les noiches, les boshs ou les
Bushs
{au Refrain}
Mon grand père, cadavèrè
Mon pays est bombé
La France bombée
Le Rwanda bombé
Le Congo bombé
L'Irak bombée
L'Allemagne bombée
L'Italie bombée
L'Afrique bombée
Tout le monde est bombé
Et moi-même bombardé
Jetez vos armes, jetez vos armes, jetez vos armes
La haine survit, t'auras beau brûler les livres
Toujours la guerre, t'auras beau brouiller nos dires
La guerre ce n'est pas bon, ce n'est pas beau
Semez l'amour et non la guerre mes amis
Tenons nous la main dans la main
Ancien combattant, nouveau combattant
Paroles de Rebelles : Hélène Segara
Sur les traces du silence
Ils surgissent des sables
La poussière et l'absence
Jamais ne les accablent
Ils s'en vont dans la nuit
Pour chercher un soleil
D'éternité
Ils marchent sans un bruit
Guidés par l'étincelle
Ils sont restés
Des rebelles, rebelles
Des rebelles, rebelles
Ils n'ont rien que le ciel
Pour abriter leurs jours
Et les roches immortelles
Pour marquer leur parcours
Ils laissent dans ma vie
Des éclats de soleil
De vérité
Je les suis sans un bruit
Quand dans mon cœur s'éveille
La liberté
Des rebelles, rebelles
Des rebelles, rebelles
Des rebelles, rebelles
Des rebelles, rebelles...
Paroles de Ma Lou Marilou : Serge Gainsbourg
{Le refrain} :
Oh ma lou
Oh ma lou
Oh Marilou
Petite gueuse
Shampouineuse
De mes rêves
{Le refrain}
Si tu bronches je te tords le cou
{Le refrain}
Tiens-toi à
Carreau la
Vie est brève
{Le refrain}
Un faux pas et t'voilà au trou
{Le refrain}
Tu as mon âme
Monogame
Et ma sève
{Le refrain}
C'est pour toi et un point c'est tout
{Le refrain}
J'aim'tes deux
Seins, tes yeux
Et ta fève
{Le refrain}
Fais gaffe où j'te rentre dans le chou.
Paroles de A Titre Posthume : Assassin
Désemparée par le cycle de la vie,
Quand une fleur éclot, souvent une se fane aussi.
L'arbre est robuste, mais meurt un jour.
Le papillon déploie ses ailes mais ne vit rarement plus de trois
jours.
Ho, la dure loi de la nature,
Me rappelle minute après minute qu'on ne choisit pas son heure de
fermeture.
C'est comme ça, même la science n'y peut rien.
Quand le rideau tombe, c'est que la pièce touche à sa fin.
Et l'inconnu fait peur, on ne sait pas quand on part.
La vie est si violente, qu'elle me glace la mémoire.
Il est toujours dur de perdre un être cher,
Les souvenirs sont là mais laissent un goût amer.
L'odeur de la mort nous fait prendre conscience des périples de la
vie.
Quand je la côtoie, je n'ai qu'une envie:
Apaiser mes relations humaines, ne plus dégainer, canaliser ma
haine.
Donner plutôt que recevoir,
La mort est souvent noire, la vie est si fragile.
Pourquoi perdre son temps à des prises de tête inutiles ?
Quand on voit qu'à tout moment des gens,
Autour de nous, sont frappés par le souffle du temps...
Depuis des millénaires, nous redevenons poussière,
Certains meurent de vieillesse, d'autres sont frappés par l'éclair.
Et nous, vivants que nous sommes aujourd'hui,
Nous ne pouvons que subir les décisions de cette vie.
Une larme coule sur la joue, mais l'œil est toujours clair,
Le temps d'une prière.
Born to die so why should I cry, when it's over...
Certaines tribus font la fête le jour des funérailles.
Autour de moi, je n'ai jamais vu que des larmes.
Le corps s'en va, l'esprit demeure.
Je souhaite à tous les morts de trouver la paix et le bonheur.
Tout être vivant, virevoltant avec le vent,
Un jour ou l'autre, se pose et perd tout mouvement.
Un être inerte me rappelle que la perte de la vie est inéluctable.
Je ne fais qu'un avec l'espace mais c'est dur pour le mental
D'accepter qu'un jour tout s'arrête.
Etrange vie que l'on vit sur cette planète.
Et j'interprète différentes facettes qu'il pourrait y avoir après la
mort.
Afin de trouver du réconfort.
Puis un silence replonge l'ambiance de la pièce,
Dans cette angoisse qui ne s'explique ni par mot, ni par geste.
Et à coté de ça, le monde continue.
Je vois toujours des peuples qu'on entretient pour qu'ils se tuent.
Je vois toujours l'oiseau qui bat des ailes,
Malheureusement affaibli par la pollution du ciel.
Je vois toujours la morosité frapper trop de gens,
Toujours une attitude, des relations à deux francs.
Mais quand on revient d'un enterrement, je vous jure
Que l'approche avec les gens devient plus dure.
Alors laissez moi seul écrire ces quelques vers,
Ils feront pour moi office de prière.
Paroles de Sillyworld : Stone Sour
Freedom's just a word today
Freedom's just a word
When someone takes your word away it's seldom ever heard
So take a sentence full of things you're not supposed to say
Carry on, but don't write it down or you'll be gone
Love is just a song today
Love is just a song
When someone takes the song away
you seldom sing along
So take those lyrics serious and sing your life away
Carry on, but don't write 'em down or they'll be gone
All we ever do is talk
We like to ride but we never walk
We make it so damn easy
We get bored
Why can't anybody see what's good for you is good for me
I can't take your sillyworld
I can't take your sillyworld no more
Peace is just two fingers now
Peace was just a phase
When someone put it on a shirt
you knew to count the days
So take those fingers tape 'em up and shove 'em up your ass and carry
on
but don't try it now cause peace is gone
All we ever do is talk
We like to ride but we never walk
We make it so damn easy
We get bored
Why can't anybody see what's good for you is bad for me
I can't take your sillyworld
I can't take your sillyworld no more
We fight our instincts
We go to extremes
We fight our instincts
We go to extremes
We fought a lot [x13]
Paroles de Tragedy : Billy Crawford
Tommy's bustop, Tommy's bustop, too bad, so sad
Tommy's bustop, Tommy's bustop, too bad, so sad
Where I used to wait every day to see his little face, what a face
Where I used to wait every single day to see his face, what a face
You get a funky feeling, while watching me through the fence
You want to have my soul, and steal my confidence
I'm shooting hoops and that's no good, that's your worst enemy
You want to dim my dreams and capture me
I can shoot you, you won't die
I can drop you, you won't fall
I can smoke you, you won't crack
It's a tragedy, tragedy, yeah
As you turn away, we hear you cryin
As you start to pray, we hear you call
I hear you call, yeah
And when you come into my room, you'll play my favorite beat
You'll make it so so cool, I won't feel the heat
And when I'm higher than the sky, you'll watch me crash and burn
Another victory, my tragedy
We can shoot you, you won't die
We can drop you, you won't fall
We can smoke you, you won't crack
We can quit you, you come back
We can hate you, you just laugh
Turn away but you still try
To destroy our precious life
It's a tragedy, tragedy, yeah
As you turn away, we hear you cryin
As you start to pray, we hear you call
As you walk away, we hear you cryin
Don't make our mistake, 'cause now we're gone
You're getting education you know that's killing me
You're reading books and shooting hoops, my two worst enemy's
If you ignore me I will dry up and I'll blow away
But I'll be back for you some other way
I see your little brother I'm gonna make him mine
I'm gonna kick his innocence and twist his mind
If you don't watch him closely I will sneak up on him
Nothing better than a young victim
As you turn away, we hear you cryin
As you start to pray, we hear you call
As you walk away, we hear you cryin
Don't make our mistake, 'cause now we're gone
As you turn away, we hear you cryin
(We can shoot you, you won't die)
(We can drop you, you won't fall)
(We can smoke you, you won't crack)
(We can quit you, you come back)
As you start to pray, we hear you call
(We can hate you, you just laugh)
(Turn away but you still try)
(To destroy our precious life)
As you walk away, we hear you cryin
(We can shoot you, you won't die)
(We can drop you, you won't fall)
(We can smoke you, you won't crack)
(We can quit you, you come back)
Don't make our mistake, 'cause now we're gone
(We can hate you, you just laugh)
(Turn away but you still try)
(To destroy our precious life)
As you turn away, we hear you crying
Paroles de Simple D'esprit : Axel Bauer
Ce mal est nécessaire
Tu sais le doute est pernicieux
Souvent il te désespère
A te faire baisser les yeux
Tu voudrais le fuir
Mais il est partout
Là ou tu regardes en arrière
{Rép.} :
C'est une prière
Un silence
Un rendez vous manqué
Ton guide a pris ses distances
Tu es seul à marcher
Dans les zigzags de la vie
Heureux les simples d'esprit
L'illusion serait parfaite
Mais le bonheur est périlleux
Souvent tu te prends la tête
Quand tu fais l'état des lieux
Mais l'espoir au bout
Tu le sens il est doux
Et libre comme l'air
{Rép.}
Tu cherches le pourquoi du comment
Tu cherches midi à quatorze heures
Et tu t'arrêtes bien trop souvent
A 2 cm du bonheur
C'est une prière
Un silence...
