Rock it!

Tja!
Wenn Ihr schon alle so drauf seid!

Was ich noch zu sagen hätte....

Gute Nacht, Freunde, es wird Zeit für mich zu geh‘n.
Was ich noch zu sagen hätte, dauert eine Zigarette und ein letztes Glas im Steh‘n.
Für den Tag, für die Nacht unter eurem Dach.
Habt Dank für den Platz an eurem Tisch, für jedes Glas, das ich trank,
Für den Teller, den ihr mit zu den euren stellt, als sei selbstverständlicher nichts auf der Welt.
Gute Nacht, Freunde, es wird Zeit für mich zu geh‘n.
Was ich noch zu sagen hätte, dauert eine Zigarette und ein letztes Glas im Steh‘n.
Habt Dank für die Zeit, die ich mit euch verplaudert hab‘
Und für Eure Geduld, wenn‘s mehr als eine Meinung gab.
Dafür, daß ihr nie fragt, wann ich komm‘ oder geh‘,
Für die stets offene Tür, in der ich jetzt steh‘.

Gute Nacht, Freunde, es wird Zeit für mich zu geh‘n.
Was ich noch zu sagen hätte, dauert eine Zigarette und ein letztes Glas im Steh‘n.
Für die Freiheit, die als steter Gast bei euch wohnt.
Habt Dank, daß ihr nie fragt, was es bringt, ob es lohnt.
Vielleicht liegt es daran, daß man von draußen meint,
Daß in euren Fenstern das Licht wärmer scheint.

Muß ja irgendwie meinem Mitgliedsnamen treu bleiben!

Bis dann, Freunde!

Wolfgang

noch mal in die selbe Kerbe schlagen!
Wenn wir schon im "deutschen" sind ...

Lang ist´s her!

Verdamp lang her dat ich fast alles aehnz nohm
verdamp lang her dat ich ahn jet jeglaeuv
un dann dae Schock wie't anders op mich zokohm
merkwuerdich wo su manche Haas langläuff
nit resigniert nur reichlich desillusioniert
e bessje jet hann ich kapiert

Wer alles wenn dir't klappt hinger dir herrennt
ding Schulder klopp wer dich nit al hofiert
sich ohne ruut zu wedde dinge Fründ nennt
un dich daachs drop janz einfach ignoriert

Et ess lang her dat ich vür sujet ratlos stund
un vür Enttäuschung echt nit mieh kunnt

Ich weiß noch wie ich nur dovun jedräump hann
wovunn ich nit woss wie jet söke sollt
vuur lauter Sookerei et Finge jlatt versäump hann
un üvverhaup wat ich wo finge wullt

Nen Kopp voll Nix nur die paar instinktive Tricks
et duhrt lang besste dich durchblicks

Dat woor die Zick wo ich noch nit ens Pech hat
noch nit ens dat ich hatte nit ens satt
he woor John Steinbeck do stund Joseph Conrad
dozwesche ich nur relativ schachmatt

Ess paar Johr her doch die Erinnerung fällt nit schwer
hück kütt mer vür als wenn et Jestern woor

Verdamp lang her verdamp lang verdamp lang her
verdamp lang her verdamp lang verdamp lang her

Froochs mich wann ich zoletz e Bild jemohlt hann
ob mir e Leed tatsächlich jetzt jenösch
ob ich jetz do been wo ich hinjewullt hann
ob mir ming Färv op die Tour nit verdrüsch

Ich gläuv ich wees ob de nut laut mohls oder lees
't kütt nur drop ahn dat do et dies

Verdamp lang her verdamp lang verdamp lang her
verdamp lang her verdamp lang verdamp lang her

Verdamp lang her dat ich bei dir ahm Jraav woor
verdamp lang her dat mir jesproche hann
un dat vumm eine och jet beim andre ahnkohm
su lang dat ich mich kaum erinnre kann

Häss fess jegläuv dat wer em Himmel op dich waat
"Ich jönn et dir" hann ich jesaat

Verdamp lang her verdamp lang verdamp lang her
verdamp lang her verdamp lang verdamp lang her
verdamp lang her verdamp lang verdamp lang her
verdamp lang her verdamp lang verdamp lang her

Verdamp lang her verdamp lang verdamp lang her
verdamp lang her verdamp lang verdamp lang her

Grüße
Wolfgang

With a mouth full of memories
And a lot of stickers for my windshield
Shut the door
Cut the light
David want be home tonight
You can wait till the dawn rolls in
You won't see our David again

David's On The Road Again - Manfred Mann's Earth Band



Saffetti mit speziellem Gruß an David

Rolling Stones - The Spider And The Fly

Sittin' thinkin' sinkin' drinkin
Wondering what I'd do when I'm through tonight
Smoking moping, maybe just hopin
Some little girl will pass on by
Don't wanna be alone but I love my girl at home
I remember what she said
She said, "My, my, my don't tell lies, keep fidelity in your head
My my my, don't tell lies. When you're done you should go to bed
Don't say hi, like a spider to a fly
Jump right ahead and you're dead"
Sit up, fed up, low down go round
Down to the bar at the place I'm at
Sitting drinking, supereficially thinking
About the rinsed-out blonde on my left
Then I said, "hi" like a spider to a fly
Remebering what my little girl said
She was common, flirty, she looked about thirty
I would have run away but I was on my own
She told me later she's a machine operator
She said she liked the way I held the microphone
I said my, my, like the spider to the fly
Jump right ahead in my web

Almost heaven, west virginia
Blue ridge mountains
Shenandoah river -
Life is old there
Older than the trees
Younger than the mountains
Growin like a breeze

Country roads, take me home
To the place I belong
West virginia, mountain momma
Take me home, country roads

All my memories gathered round her
Miners lady, stranger to blue water
Dark and dusty, painted on the sky
Misty taste of moonshine
Teardrops in my eye

Country roads, take me home
To the place I belong
West virginia, mountain momma
Take me home, country roads

I hear her voice
In the mornin hour she calls me
The radio reminds me of my home far away
And drivin down the road I get a feelin
That I should have been home yesterday, yesterday

Country roads, take me home
To the place I belong
West virginia, mountain momma
Take me home, country roads

Country roads, take me home
To the place I belong
West virginia, mountain momma
Take me home, country roads
Take me home, now country roads
Take me home, now country roads



Country Roads / John Denver

gruß
klaus

[...]

Destroy your watch, yeh, do it today, Ya know we got plenty of time;

All moving parts are guaranteed, but it never did keep good time;

My father worked hard for 25 years, till a gold watch was in reach;

Then he stepped on his watch, counted to 10, and he threw it to a shark on the beach.

[...]






Slickaphonics, Step On Your Watch (Wow Bag, 1983) Klaus kennt's vielleicht ...


Cheers,
Bernd

gruß
klaus

Conversation Intercom (Soulwax)

Time and time again
Translation seems to sabotage
The words.
You know what is said
Is not what is heard.
Damn this mean device!
It makes a whispering man sound as if he cries.
It's the pinnacle of what is cynical.
CONVERSATION INTERCOM,
You hear what I say but
It comes out all wrong.
CONVERSATION INTERCOM,
You say what I see,
Still you speak in different tongues.

Raubacher Jockel schrieb:

Wohl jeder der schon mal ein Gitarre in der Hand hielt, hat dieses Lied sicherlich probiert bzw. voller Stolz vergewaltigt:​

Smoke on the water (and fire in the sky)

DEEP PURPLE​

​

Zum Vergrößern anklicken....

Smoke on the water (and fire in the sky)

Zum Vergrößern anklicken....

*Gitarre nehm*

Da da daaaa, da da dadaaa, da da daaaa, da daaaaaaa.
Grüße von um die Eck , Mäg

schätzelein schrieb:

*Gitarre nehm*

Da da daaaa, da da dadaaa, da da daaaa, da daaaaaaa.

Zum Vergrößern anklicken....

Null Sechs Fünf, Null Drei Sechs Fünf, Null Sechs Fünf, Drei Null... *E-Saite quäl* :winkgrin:

comabird schrieb:

Null Sechs Fünf, Null Drei Sechs Fünf, Null Sechs Fünf, Drei Null... *E-Saite quäl* :winkgrin:

Zum Vergrößern anklicken....

Eigentlich hab ichs ja auch mehr mit dem Gesang

schätzelein schrieb:

Eigentlich hab ichs ja auch mehr mit dem Gesang

Zum Vergrößern anklicken....

Und ich zugegebenermassen mit BANGBOOMZING

Genug geschwafelt Jungs, weiter geht's.

Alan Parsons Project: Eye in The Sky

Dont think sorrys easily said
Dont try turning tables instead
Youve taken lots of chances before
But Im not gonna give anymore
Dont ask me
Thats how it goes
Cause part of me knows what youre thinkin

Dont say words youre gonna regret
Dont let the fire rush to your head
Ive heard the accusation before
And I aint gonna take any more
Believe me
The sun in your eyes
Made some of the lies worth believing

Chorus:
I am the eye in the sky
Looking at you
I can read your mind
I am the maker of rules
Dealing with fools
I can cheat you blind
And I dont need to see any more
To know that
I can read your mind, I can read your mind

Dont leave false illusions behind
Dont cry cause I aint chnaging my mind
So find another fool like before
Cause I aint gonna live anymore believing
Some of the lies while all of the signs are deceiving

recht hat er.
genug geschwafelt.
und die überleitung zum nächsten bild,
das kornfeld, ist auch korrekt.

ein bett im kornfeld ... bla bla bla etc etc

nixx is!

OLD MAC DONALD HAD A FARM.

(ich setze voraus, dass der text
allgemein bekannt ist)
ein sog. traditional).


as is imma as söibe.
de buam. oiweih müassn 's as wissn woin.
und dann kommt das bei raus:

#1:








oaba ganga is ned. 's fassl war z'schwar.

Moin,

comabird schrieb:

Null Sechs Fünf, Null Drei Sechs Fünf, Null Sechs Fünf, Drei Null... *E-Saite quäl* :winkgrin:

Zum Vergrößern anklicken....

Völig falsch. Wenn Du es richtig spielen willst, dann so.


D - - 3 - 5 | - - 3 - 6~5 | - - 3 - 5 | 3 - - - - |

A 5 - 1 - 3 | 5 - 1 - 5~4 | 5 - 1 - 3 | 1 - 5 - - |

E 3 - - - - | 3 - - - - - - | 3 - - - - | - - 3 - - |

dont know why I love her like I do
All the changes you put me through
Take my money, my cigarettes
I havent seen the worst of it yet
I wanna know that youll tell me
I love to stay
Take me to the river, drop me in the water
Take me to the river, dip me in the water
Washing me down, washing me down

I dont know why you treat me so bad
Think of all the things we could have had
Love is an ocean that I cant forget
My sweet sixteen I would never regret

I wanna know that youll tell me
I love to stay
Take me to the river, drop me in the water
Push me in the river, dip me in the water
Washing me down, washing me

Hug me, squeeze me, love me, tease me
Till I cant, till I cant, till I cant take no more of it
Take me to the water, drop me in the river
Push me in the water, drop me in the river
Washing me down, washing me down

I dont know why I love you like I do
All the troubles you put me through
Sixteen candles there on my wall
And here am I the biggest fool of them all

I wanna know that youll tell me
I love to stay
Take me to the river and drop me in the water
Dip me in the river, drop me in the water
Washing me down, washing me down.




Take me to the river / Talking Heads


Gruß,
Bernd

Snap / I've got the power

I've got the power hey yeah heh
I've got the power
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh yeah-eah-eah-eah-eah-eah
I've got the power
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh yeah-eah-eah-eah-eah-eah
Gettin' kinda heavy

It's gettin' it's gettin' it's gettin' kinda hectic
It's gettin' it's gettin' it's gettin' kinda hectic
It's gettin' it's gettin' it's gettin' kinda hectic
It's gettin' it's gettin' it's gettin' kinda hectic

Like the crack of the whip I snap attack
Front to back in this thing called rap
Dig it like a shovel rhyme devil
On a heavenly level
Bang the bass turn up the treble
Radical mind day and night all the time
Seven to fourteen wise divine
Maniac brainiac winning the game
I'm the lyrical Jesse James

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh yeah-eah-eah-eah-eah-eah
I've got the power
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh yeah
Gettin' kinda heavy
I've got the power

It's gettin' it's gettin' it's gettin' kinda heavy
It's gettin' it's gettin' it's gettin' kinda heavy
It's gettin' it's gettin' it's gettin' kinda heavy
It's gettin' it's gettin' it's gettin' kinda heavy

I've got the power
He's gonna break my heart
He's gonna break my heart of hearts
He's gonna break my heart
He's gonna break my heart of hearts
He's got the power oh-oh-oh-oh

I've got the power
He's gonna break my heart
He's gonna break my heart of hearts
He's gonna break my heart
He's gonna break my heart of hearts
He's got the power oh-oh-oh-oh
I've got the power

It's gettin' it's gettin' it's gettin' kinda hectic
It's gettin' it's gettin' it's gettin' kinda hectic
It's gettin' it's gettin' it's gettin' kinda hectic
It's gettin' it's gettin' it's gettin' kinda hectic

It's gettin' it's gettin' it's gettin' kinda hectic
It's gettin' it's gettin' it's gettin' kinda hectic
It's gettin' it's gettin' it's gettin' kinda hectic
It's gettin' it's gettin' it's gettin' kinda hectic

Quality I possess something I'm fresh
When my voice goes through the rest
Of the microphone that I am holdin'
Copywritten lyrics so they can't be stolen
If they are snap
Don't need the police to try to save them
Your voice will sink so please stay off my back
Or I will attack and you don't want that

I've got the power
He's gonna break my heart
He's gonna break my heart of hearts
He's gonna break my heart
He's gonna break my heart of hearts
He's got the power oh-oh-oh-oh

I've got the power
He's gonna break my heart
He's gonna break my heart of hearts
He's gonna break my heart
He's gonna break my heart of hearts
He's got the power oh-oh-oh-oh

I've got the power



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