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natürlich gibt es auch zappa-songs mit kürzeren texten

I must be free
My fake I.D.
Freeeeeees me
Gotta do a few things
To make my life complete
I gotta live my life
Out on the street
The difference between us
Is not very far
Cruising for burgers
In daddy's new car
My phony freedom card
Brings to me
Instantly
ECSTASY





cruising for burgers - the mothers of invention (uncle meat)​

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slowly breathin' ...

You know, man, when I was a young man in high school
You believe in or not I wanted to play football for the coach
And all those older guys
They said he was mean and cruel, but you know
Wanted to play football for the coach
They said I was to little too light weight to play line-backer
So I say I'm playing right-end
Wanted to play football for the coach
'cause, you know some day, man
You gotta stand up straight unless you're gonna fall
Then you're gone to die
And the straightest dude
I ever knew was standing right for me all the time
So I had to play football for the coach
And I wanted to play football for the coach

When you're all alone and lonely
In your midnight hour
And you find that your soul
It's been up for sale

And you begin to think 'bout
All the things that you've done
And you begin to hate
Just 'bout everything

But remember the princess who lived on the hill
Who loved you even though she knew you was wrong
And right now she just might come shining through
And the -

- glory of love, glory of love
Glory of love, just might come through

And all your two-bit friends
Have gone and ripped you off
They're talking behind your back saying, man
You're never going to be no human being
And you start thinking again
'bout all those things that you've done
And who it was and what it was
And all the different things you made every different scene

Ahhh, but remember that the city is a funny place
Something like a circus or a sewer
And just remember different people have peculiar tastes
And the -

- glory of love, the glory of love
The glory of love, might see you through
Yeah, but now, now
Glory of love, the glory of love
The glory of love, might see you through
Glory of love, ah, huh, huh, the glory of love
Glory of love, glory of love
Glory of love, now, glory of love, now
Glory of love, now, now, now, glory of love
Glory of love, give it to me now, glory of love see you through
Oh, my coney island baby, now
(I'm a coney island baby, now)
I'd like to send this one out for lou and rachel
And all the kids and p.s. 192
Coney island baby
Man, I'd swear, I'd give the whole thing up for you



coney island baby - lou reed

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eines geht noch

Theres a lady whos sure
All that glitters is gold
And shes buying a stairway to heaven.
When she gets there she knows
If the stores are all closed
With a word she can get what she came for.
Ooh, ooh, and shes buying a stairway to heaven.

Theres a sign on the wall
But she wants to be sure
cause you know sometimes words have two meanings.
In a tree by the brook
Theres a songbird who sings,
Sometimes all of our thoughts are misgiven.
Ooh, it makes me wonder,
Ooh, it makes me wonder.

Theres a feeling I get
When I look to the west,
And my spirit is crying for leaving.
In my thoughts I have seen
Rings of smoke through the trees,
And the voices of those who standing looking.
Ooh, it makes me wonder,
Ooh, it really makes me wonder.

And its whispered that soon
If we all call the tune
Then the piper will lead us to reason.
And a new day will dawn
For those who stand long
And the forests will echo with laughter.

If theres a bustle in your hedgerow
Dont be alarmed now,
Its just a spring clean for the may queen.
Yes, there are two paths you can go by
But in the long run
Theres still time to change the road youre on.
And it makes me wonder.

Your head is humming and it wont go
In case you dont know,
The pipers calling you to join him,
Dear lady, can you hear the wind blow,
And did you know
Your stairway lies on the whispering wind.

And as we wind on down the road
Our shadows taller than our soul.
There walks a lady we all know
Who shines white light and wants to show
How evrything still turns to gold.
And if you listen very hard
The tune will come to you at last.
When all are one and one is all
To be a rock and not to roll.

And shes buying a stairway to heaven.



stairway to heaven - led zeppelin
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Joe le taxi
Y va pas partout
Y marche pas au soda
Son saxo jaune
Connait toutes les rues par coeur
Tous les p'tits bars
Tous les coins noirs
Et la Seine
Et ses ponts qui brillent
Dans sa caisse
La musique a Joe
C'est la rumba
Le vieux rock au mambo
Joe le taxi
C'est sa vie
Le rhum au mambo
Embouteillage
Il est comme ca
Rhum et mambo
Joe - Joe - Joe
Dans sa caisse
La musique a Joe resonne
C'est la rumba
Le vieux rock au mambo bidon
Vas-y Joe
Vas-y Joe
Vas-y fonce
Dans la nuit vers l'amazone
Joe le taxi
Et Xavier Cugat
Joe le taxi
Et Yma Sumac
Joe - Joe - Joe
Joe le taxi
C'est sa vie
Le rhum au mambo
Embouteillage
Joe le taxi
Et les Mariachis
Joe le taxi
Et le cha-cha-chi
Joe le taxi
Et le cha-cha-chi
Vas-y Joe
Vas-y fonce
Dans la nuit vers l'amazone




joe le taxi - vanessa paradies

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klaus
 
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Blue cheer - ecological blues:

1-2, 1-2-3-4





Oh baby, bring my gas mask here

Oh baby, honey bring my gas mask here

I got a real bad feeling

You know my mind's not there.





Well I'm full of problems

And now I got a pair

I can not drink the water

I could hardly breathe the air.





Oh mama, honey what's a poor man to do

Well I'm goin' down slow

Got those Ecological Blues.





Come on hit it!





Well it's down by the ocean

I like diggin' by the sea

I caught myself one dead fish

Full of mercury.





Oh baby, honey what's a poor man to do

Well I'm goin' down choking

Got those Ecological Blues

Tell you what you should do:





Oh mama, honey better stick out your hand

Oh mama, honey better stick out your hand

Better stick out your hand

Here comes the garbage man.


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Die Ärzte: Ich ESS Blumen

Ein Lied für alle Tiere, die jeden Tag sterben - sinnlos

Ich fuhr das Fleisch vom Schwein mir zentnerweise ein
Und auch so manche Kuh hab ich schon verschlungen
Doch mit dem Fleischgenuss ist für mich endlich Schluss
Mein Gewissen hat mich dazu gezwungen

Ich wird niemals dick und rund weil ich mich gut ernähr
Von jetzt an leb ich gesund und bin zu Tieren fair

Denn für mich macht niemand Tiere tot
Ich leg mir Löwenzahn aufs Brot
Hallelujah, denn ich ess

Ich ess Blumen - denn Tiere tun mir leid
Lieber Akazien statt nen dicken fetten Schinken
Ich ess Blumen - Fleisch bringt mir Übelkeit
Und die Fäkalien tun dann auch nicht mehr so stinken

Wenn ich auch neidisch wird, wenn jemand Steak einzerrt
Ich esse Schnittlauch & Omelett mit Rosen
Wenn's Würstchen noch so lacht, es ist aus Fleisch gemacht
Nur meine Katzen fressen Kuhragout aus Dosen





Grüße,

Jochen
 
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Blinded by the light,
revved up like a deuce,
another runner in the night
Blinded by the light,
revved up like a deuce,
another runner in the night
Blinded by the light,




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revved up like a deuce,
another runner in the night
Madman drummers bummers,
Indians in the summer with a teenage diplomat
In the dumps with the mumps as the adolescent pumps his way into his hat
With a boulder on my shoulder, feelin' kinda older,
I tripped the merry-go-round
With this very unpleasin', sneezin' and wheezin,
the calliope crashed to the ground
The calliope crashed to the ground
But she was...

Blinded by the light

revved up like a deuce,
runner in the night
Blinded by the light,
revved up like a deuce,
another runner in the night
Blinded by the light,
revved up like a deuce,
another runner in the night
Blinded by the light,
revved up like a deuce,
another runner in the night
Some silicone sister with a manager mister told me I go what it takes
She said "I'll turn you on sonny to something strong,
play the song with the funky break"
And go-cart Mozart was checkin' out the weather chart to see if it was safe outside
And little Early-Pearly came by in his curly-wurly and asked me if I needed a ride
Asked me if I needed a ride
But she was...
Blinded by the light,
revved up like a deuce,
another runner in the night
Blinded by the light
She got down but she never got tired
She's gonna make it through the night
She's gonna make it through the night
But mama, that's where the fun is
But mama, that's where the fun is
Mama always told me not to look into the eye's of the sun
But mama, that's where the fun is
Some brimstone baritone anticyclone rolling stone preacher from the east
...
She said "I'll turn you on sonny to something strong"


das lied ist von Manfred Mann.
 
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Tori Amos: Winter

Snow can wait, I forgot my mittens
Wipe my nose, get my new boots on
I get a little warm in my heart when I think of winter
I put my hand in my fathers glove

I run off where the drifts get deeper
Sleeping beauty trips me with a frown
I hear a voice you must learn to stand up for yourself
Cause I cant always be around

He says when you gonna make up your mind
When you gonna love you as much as I do
When you gonna make up your mind
Cause things are gonna change so fast
All the white horses are still in bed
I tell you that Ill always want you near
You say that things change my dear

Boys get discovered as winter melts
Flowers competing for the sun
Years go by and Im here still waiting
Withering where some snowman was

Mirror mirror wheres the crystal palace
But I only can see myself
Skating around the truth who I am
But I know, dad, the ice is getting thing

When you gonna make up your mind
When you gonna love you as much as I do
When you gonna make up your mind
Cause things are gonna change so fast
All the white horses are still in bed
I tell you that Ill always want you near
You say that things change my dear

Hair is grey and the fires are burning
So many dreams on the shelf
You say I wanted you to be proud
I always wanted that myself

When you gonna make up your mind
When you gonna love you as much as I do
When you gonna make up your mind
Cause things are gona change so fast
All the white horses have gone ahead
I tell you that Ill always want you near
You say that things change my dear

Never change

All the white horses




Grüße,

Jochen
 
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comabird schrieb:
Auch wenn Du es fett schreibst, caro Ralf, das Lied ist von Bruce Springsteen. Aber zugegeben, die Earth Band hat es erst bekannt gemacht...
Zum Vergrößern anklicken....
hab nur geschrieben, was mir der doooofe goooogle zuerst gezeigt hat.

wer nun aber aus der forumsspitze mich in dieser musikalischen angelegenheit beriet, verschweige ich nun wohl besser.

ich will ja niemanden unnötig blossstellen.

ralf
 
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Well, it's one for the money,
Two for the show,
Three to get ready,
Now go, cat, go.

But don't you step on my blue suede shoes.
You can do anything but lay off of my Blue suede shoes.

Well, you can knock me down,
Step in my face,
Slander my name
All over the place.

Do anything that you want to do, but uh-uh,
Honey, lay off of my shoes
Don't you step on my Blue suede shoes.
You can do anything but lay off of my blue suede shoes.

You can burn my house,
Steal my car,
Drink my liquor
From an old fruitjar.

Do anything that you want to do, but uh-uh,
Honey, lay off of my shoes
Don't you step on my blue suede shoes.
You can do anything but lay off of my blue suede shoes.

Carl Perkins

 
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Vom "White Album" der Beatles:

Happiness is a warm gun

She's not a girl who misses much
Do do do do do-oh yeah
She's well acquainted with the touch of velvet hand
Like a lizard on a window pane

The man in the crowd with the multicoloured mirrors
On his hobnail boots
Lying with his eyes while his hands are busy
Working overtime
A soap impression of his wife which he ate
And donated to the National Trust

I need a fix 'cause I'm going down
Down to the bits that I left uptown
I need a fix 'cause I'm going down
Mother Superior jump the gun
...

Happiness is a warm gun
Happiness is a warm gun, momma
When I hold you in my arms
And when I feel my finger on your trigger
I know nobody can do me no harm
Because happiness is a warm gun, momma
Happiness is a warm gun
Yes it is, it's a warm gun !
Happiness is a warm, yes it is
Well don't you know that happiness is a warm gun, momma ?



Grüße aus der Südostheide
Kadele
 
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comabird schrieb:
Aber aber, Du musst doch nicht nachdenken, um Dich als Fan von Blue System und Sandra zu outen! :scherz:
Zum Vergrößern anklicken....

Naja , nicht schlecht, aber so richtig ab gehe ich mit "Middle of the Road"!

Chirpy Chirpy

Where's your momma gone
where's your momma gone
little baby Don
little baby Don
where's your poppa gone
where's your poppa gone
far
far away
far
far away.

Last night I heard my momma singin' a song:
Ooh wee Chirpy Chirpy
Cheep Cheep
woke up this mornin' and my momma was gone
ooh wee Chirpy Chirpy
Cheep Cheep
Chirpy Chirpy
Cheep Cheep Chirp.

Where's your momma gone
where's your momma gone
little baby Don
little baby Don
where's your momma gone
where's your momma gone
where's your poppa gone
where's your poppa gone

far
far away
far
far away

leider finde ich gerade kein Foto, das diesem Anspruch gerecht wird. (das sollte sich im NF-F aber problemlos finden lassen)

Gruß Saffetti
 
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