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Epitaph (King Crimson)

The wall on which the prophets wrote
Is cracking at the seams.
Upon the instruments of death
The sunlight brightly gleams.
When every man is torn apart
With nightmares and with dreams,
Will no one lay the laurel wreath
As silence drowns the screams.

Between the iron gates of fate,
The seeds of time were sown,
And watered by the deeds of those
Who know and who are known;
Knowledge is a deadly friend
When no one sets the rules.
The fate of all mankind I see
Is in the hands of fools.

Confusion will be my epitaph.
As I crawl a cracked and broken path
If we make it we can all sit back
and laugh.
But I fear tomorrow I'll be crying,
Yes I fear tomorrow I'll be crying.


 
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Noch was mit Rittern...
Bei dem Wetter kann man "Argus" von Wishbone Ash mal wieder hören !

"Throw Down The Sword"

Throw down the sword,
The fight is done and over,
Neither lost, neither won.
To cast away the fury of the battle
And turn my weary eyes for home.

There were times when I stood at death's own door
Only hoping for an answer.

Throw down the sword,
And leave the gloy-
A story time can never change.
To walk the road, the load I have to carry-
And journey's end, a wounded soul.

Thre were times when I stood at death's own door
Only searching for an answer...



Grüße aus der Südostheide
Kadele
 
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Electricity - OMD


Our one source of energy
The ultimate discovery
Electric blue for me
Never more to be free
Electricity
Nuclear and HEP
Carbon fuels from the sea
Wasted electricity

Our one source of energy
Electricity
All we need to live today
A gift for man to throw away
The chance to change
has nearly gone
The alternative is only one
The final source of energy
Solar electricity

Electricity
Electricity
Electricity
Electricity
Electricity
E . . .



gibraltarische Elektro-Installation, open-air!

Gruß Saffetti
 
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Nights in white satin,
Never reaching the end,
Letters Ive written,
Never meaning to send.

Beauty Id always missed
With these eyes before,
Just what the truth is
I cant say anymore.
...
Gazing at people,
Some hand in hand,
Just what Im going thru
They can understand.

Some try to tell me
Thoughts they cannot defend,
Just what you want to be
You will be in the end,



Nights in white satin,
Never reaching the end,
Letters Ive written,
Never meaning to send.
 
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Paul Simon / The Boy in the Bubble

It was a slow day,
And the sun was beating
On the soldiers by the side of the road,
There was a bright light,
A shattering of shop windows
The bomb in the baby carriage
Was wired to the radio,
These are the days of miracle and wonder,
This is the long distance call,
The way the camera follows us in slo-mo
The way we look to us all,
The way we look to a distant constellation
That's dying in a corner of the sky,
These are the days of miracle and wonder
And don't cry baby don't cry
Don't cry,

It was a dry wind,
And it swept across the desert
And it curled into the circle of birth,
And the dead sand,
Falling on the children
The mothers and the fathers
And the automatic earth,
These are the days of miracle and wonder,
This is the long distance call,
The way the camera follows us in slo-mo
The way we look to us all o-yeah,
The way we look to a distant constellation
That's dying in a corner of the sky,
These are the days of miracle and wonder
And don't cry baby don't cry
Don't cry

It's a turn-around jump shot
It's everybody jump start
It's, every generation throws a hero up the pop charts,
Medicine is magical and magical is art think of
The Boy in the Bubble
And the baby with the baboon heart

And I believe
These are the days of lasers in the jungle,
Lasers in the jungle somewhere,
Staccato signals of constant information,
A loose affiliation of millionaires
And billionaires and baby,
These are the days of miracle and wonder,
This is the long distance call,
The way the camera follows us in slo-mo
The way we look to us all o-yeah,
The way we look to a distant constellation
That's dying in a corner of the sky,
These are the days of miracle and wonder
And don't cry baby don't cry
Don't cry don't cry

oooooooooEmmmmmmmmmmm........



 
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Our House - Crosby, Stills, Nash and Young

Come to me now
And rest your head for just five minutes
Everything is good
Such a cosy room
The windows are illuminated
By the sunshine through them
Fiery gems for you
Only for you

Our house is a very, very fine house
With two cats in the yard
Life used to be so hard
Now everything is easy
'Cause of you
And our la,la,la, la,la etc

And our

I'll light the fire
And you place the flowers in the jar
That you bought today



unser ehemaliges Haus in Scotland, North Ayrshire, Skelmorlie

Gruß Saffetti
 
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Who's Talking / J.J. Cale

Who's talking, ain't no friend of mine
Who's talking, stirred it up
Who's talking, who's lying
Hard rumours, hard rumours, pay no mind
When you abuse and you spread your rumours
Somebody's talking, somebody's lying
Find out look who is shouting
When they say you've got to talk
Watch out
Some day you're going to have a trouble
Who's talking, ain't no friend of mine
Who's talking, stirred it up
Who's talking, who's lying



Greetz,
Bernd
 
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Wieder die 70er - aber es war schon geile Mucke damals !
Das Album heißt "Next", die Band: "The Sensational Alex Harvey Band", Song: "The Faith Healer"
Das Gitarrenriff knallt auch nach 33 Jahren noch gut !

If your body's feelin' bad
And it's the only one you have
You want to take away the pain
Go out walkin' in the rain
You watch the flowers go to bed
Ask the man inside your head
Your spirit never has to grieve
all ya got to do's believe.
The faith healer
The faith healer

All ya got do do is feel
Your body's going start to heal
The fingertips of holy fire
Everlasting sweet desire
If don't matter what the doctor said
The healer man will sail away
Immortality for two
The miracles, they will come to you

The faith healer
The faith healer
Can I put my hands on you ?
Can I put my hands on you ?
The faith healer
The faith healer

Faith and hope and charity
The simple relativity
He can make you understand
All you've got to do is take this hand
If don't matter what somebody said
Ask the man inside your head
The fingertips of holy fire
everlasting sweet desire

The faith healer
The faith healer
Can I put my hands on you ?
The faith healer...



Grüße aus der Südostheide
Kadele
 
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die sensationelle Alex Harvey Band kenn ich auch noch ..

Aber nun zu etwas völlig anderem (und dann ist's auch genug mit der U-Point-Spielerei ...):

Plateau / Nirvana


[...]

nothing on the top but a bucket and a mop
And an illustrated book about birds
See a lot up there but don't be scared
Who needs action when you got words

Many a hands began to scan around for the next plateau
Some say it was Greenland, and some say Mexico
Others decided it was nowhere except for where they stood
But those were all just guesses, wouldn't help you if they could






Greetz,
Bernd
 
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>The Boxer< (Simon&Garfuncle)

I am just a poor boy and my storys seldom told
Ive squandered my resistance for a pocketful of mumbles, such are promises
All lies and jest, still the man hears what he wants to hear
And disregards the rest, hmmmm

When I left my home and my family, I was no more than a boy
In the company of strangers
In the quiet of the railway station, runnin scared
Laying low, seeking out the poorer quarters, where the ragged people go
Looking for the places only they would know

Li la li...

Asking only workmans wages, I come lookin for a job, but I get no offers
Just a comeon from the whores on 7th avenue
I do declare, there were times when I was so lonesome
I took some comfort there

Now the years are rolling by me, they are rockin even me
I am older than I once was, and younger than Ill be, thats not unusual
No it isnt strange, after changes upon changes, we are more or less the same
After changes we are more or less the same

Li la li...

And Im laying out my winter clothes, wishing I was gone, goin home
Where the new york city winters arent bleedin me, leadin me to go home

In the clearing stands a boxer, and a fighter by his trade
And he carries the reminders of every glove that laid him down or cut him
til he cried out in his anger and his shame
I am leaving, I am leaving, but the fighter still remains
Yes he still remains

Li la li...



(Ok,Ok,-ist kein westliches Boxen,aber tut auch weh!:winkgrin: )

Nachtrag:Herzlichen Dank an den User>Keineahnung< für das Fotoshooting in meinem Team!
Ihm habe ich dieses Sparrings-Foto zu verdanken!:up:
 
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Moin,

Kadele schrieb:
Wieder die 70er - aber es war schon geile Mucke damals !
Das Album heißt "Next", die Band: "The Sensational Alex Harvey Band", Song: "The Faith Healer"
Das Gitarrenriff knallt auch nach 33 Jahren noch gut !
Zum Vergrößern anklicken....

Dieses knallharte Stück passt für mich so überhaupt nicht zu dem friedlichen Bild.
Muss allerdings zugeben, dass ich so auf Anhieb auch kein besseres habe. Vielleicht fällt mir ja noch eins ein.
 
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Von der brandneuen Scheibe Black Ice, die ich allen, die ACDC mögen
und die Back in Black gut fanden, nur wärmstens ans Herz legen kann:

Rocking All The Way

Well, one mad shuffle,
He says two women is trouble,
Sweat out a duel, I’m humming right at you,
I said you didn’t even rate,
Commin’ on at night,
You know to come along with you,
You’ve gotta run away and hide,
Two by two,
Well, I said I’m commin’ right at you,

She’s rockin’ all the way,
She’s commin’ out my way,
She’s goin’ all the way,
She’s commin out to play,
She’s sexy in her boots,
Tear up all the news,
Shoot you in the back,
Driving you mad,
Come on hear me out, and take my advice,
She won’t stop until you’re in her sights,

She’s rockin’ all the way,
She’s commin’ out my way,
She’s goin’ all the way,
She’s commin’ out today,
She’s rockin’ all the way,
She’s commin’ out to play,
She’s goin’ all the way,
Yeah yeah yeah yeah all the way,
She’s rockin’ all the way,
She’s commin’ out my way,
She’s goin’ all the way,
She’s commin out to play,

(Guitar Solo)

One man shuffle, two women trouble,
Gonna kick ya right off the track,
Ya gotta push it, lug it,
Thrust her over it,
She’s gonna make it pay, all the way,
She’s commin’ out my way,
She rockin’ all the way

 
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>Rising Sun<(Medicine Head)


Come on down the road before the sun
Get high in your heart and have some fun
Hey, cravin' like the way you look
You're open like a child's first book

Oh, when you speak it's just like a symphony
Oh, your fingers touch me with poetry
Don't underestimate what you mean to me
You're like a constant glimpse of the rising sun
You're like a constant glimpse of the rising sun

Come on baby, jump inside my truck
Don't worry, you know you got good luck
All you do is put your right foot out
That move'll show you what's all about

 
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Und weil ich übers AC/DC-Hören wieder mal zu meinen alten
Blues Platten gegriffen habe....
Gibt es was Schöneres zu einem guten Late-night-Whisky als
alte Blueser wie Willie Dixon, Jimmy Reed oder Blind Boy Fuller ?

Deshalb hier was von Robert Johnson

Me and the devil

Early this mornin'
when you knocked upon my door
Early this mornin', ooh
when you knocked upon my door
And I said, "Hello, Satan,"
I believe it's time to go."

Me and the Devil
was walkin' side by side
Me and the Devil, ooh
was walkin' side by side
And I'm goin' to beat my woman
until I get satisfied

She say you don't see why
that you will dog me 'round
spoken: Now, babe, you know you ain't doin' me
right, don'cha
She say you don't see why, ooh
that you will dog me 'round
It must-a be that old evil spirit
so deep down in the ground

You may bury my body
down by the highway side
spoken: Baby, I don't care where you bury my
body when I'm dead and gone
You may bury my body, ooh
down by the highway side
So my old evil spirit
can catch a Greyhound bus and ride

 
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Down By The River (Neil Young)

You take my hand,
I'll take your hand
Together we may get away.
This much madness
Is too much sorrow.
It's impossible
to make it today.

Yeah, she could drag me
Over the rainbow,
Send me away.
Down by the river,
I shot my baby.
Down by the river,
Dead, oh, shot her dead.


 
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