Que aprendan los grupillos blackers a hacer canciones anti-religiosas.
JETHRO TULL ··· "My God"
Oh people - what have you done
locked Him in His golden cage.
Made Him bend to your religion
Him resurrected from the grave.
He is the god of nothing
if that's all that you can see.
You are the god of everything
He's inside you and me.
So lean upon Him gently
and don't call on Him to save you
from your social graces
and the sins you used waive.
The bloody Church of England
in chains of history
requests your earthly presence at
the vicarage for tea.
And the graven image you know who
with His plastic crucifix
he's got him fixed -
confuses me as to who and where and why
as to how he gets his kicks.
Confessing to the endless sin
the endless whining sounds.
You'll be praying till next Thursday to
all the gods that you can count.
[80] Rebel Souls - "Leviathan"- Así suena lo nuevo de Hamlet, Acto de fe
- Fecha de Guns N' Roses en Barcelona en junio de 2025
[69] Me First And The Gimme Gimmes - "¡Blow it....at Madison's quinceañera!"- [70] Brat - "Social Grace"
- Pennywise y Propagandhi en Barcelona en 2025
- Confirmados Manowar en España en 2025
- Gira española de No Fun At All en enero de 2025
- Gira de Bad Religion por la península en 2025 con siete fechas
- [80] Collapsed Skull - "Your Father's Rage Evaporated In The Sun"
- El festival Sun & Thunder 2025 anuncia sus primeros nombres
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5 Nov, 2004
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Shadow Moses (Països Catalans)
Offspring
The Meaning Of Life
On the way
Trying to get where I'd like to stay
I'm always feeling steered away
By someone trying to tell me
What to say and do
I don't want it
I gotta go find my own way
I gotta go make my own mistakes
Sorry man for feeling
Feeling the way I do
*chorus*
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Open wide and they'll shove in
Their meaning of life
Oh yeah, oh yeah
But not for me I'll do it on my own
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Open wide and swallow their meaning of life
I can't make it work your way
Thanks but no thanks
By the way
I know your path has been tried and so
It may seem like the way to go
Me, I'd rather be found
Trying something new
And the bottom line
In all of this seems to say
There's no right and wrong way
Sorry if I don't feel like
Living the way you do
The Meaning Of Life
On the way
Trying to get where I'd like to stay
I'm always feeling steered away
By someone trying to tell me
What to say and do
I don't want it
I gotta go find my own way
I gotta go make my own mistakes
Sorry man for feeling
Feeling the way I do
*chorus*
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Open wide and they'll shove in
Their meaning of life
Oh yeah, oh yeah
But not for me I'll do it on my own
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Open wide and swallow their meaning of life
I can't make it work your way
Thanks but no thanks
By the way
I know your path has been tried and so
It may seem like the way to go
Me, I'd rather be found
Trying something new
And the bottom line
In all of this seems to say
There's no right and wrong way
Sorry if I don't feel like
Living the way you do
KOL xerrant de n'Ibea escribió:Saps que enredes a sopar,només xerres de polles!
Serenade escribió:Te posaré una taronja dins sa boca i te follaré fins que te surti trina
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2724
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20 Mar, 2005
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Bizkaia
CALLE MELANCOLÍA (JOAQUÍN SABINA)
Como quien viaja a lomos
de una yegua sombría
por la ciudad camino,
no pregunteis adónde.
Busco acaso un encuentro
que me ilumine el día
y no hallo más que puertas
que niegan lo que esconden.
Las chimeneas vierten
su vómito de humo
a un cielo cada vez
más lejano y más alto.
Por las paredes ocres
se desparrama el zumo
de una fruta de sangre
crecida en el asfalto.
Ya el campo estará verde,
debe ser primavera,
cruza por mi mirada
un tren interminable.
El barrio donde habito
no es ninguna pradera,
desolado paisaje
de antenas y de cables.
Vivo en el número siete,
calle Melancolía,
quiero mudarme hace años
al barrio de la Alegría
pero siempre que lo intento
ha salido ya el tranvía
y en la escalera me siento
a silbar mi melodía.
Como quien viaja a bordo
de un barco enloquecido
que viene de la noche
y va a ninguna parte.
Así mis pies descienden
la cuesta del olvido
fatigados de tanto
andar sin encontrarte.
Luego de vuelta a casa
enciendo un cigarrillo,
ordeno mis papeles,
resuelvo un crucigrama.
Me enfado con las sombras
que pueblan los pasillos
y me abrazo a la ausencia
que dejas en mi cama.
Trepo por tu recuerdo
como una enredadera
que no encuentra ventanas
donde agarrarse.
Soy esa absurda epidemia
que sufren las aceras,
si quieres encontrarme
ya sabes donde estoy.
Vivo en el número siete,
calle Melancolía,
quiero mudarme hace años
al barrio de la Alegría
pero siempre que lo intento
ha salido ya el tranvía
y en la escalera me siento
a silbar mi melodía.
Como quien viaja a lomos
de una yegua sombría
por la ciudad camino,
no pregunteis adónde.
Busco acaso un encuentro
que me ilumine el día
y no hallo más que puertas
que niegan lo que esconden.
Las chimeneas vierten
su vómito de humo
a un cielo cada vez
más lejano y más alto.
Por las paredes ocres
se desparrama el zumo
de una fruta de sangre
crecida en el asfalto.
Ya el campo estará verde,
debe ser primavera,
cruza por mi mirada
un tren interminable.
El barrio donde habito
no es ninguna pradera,
desolado paisaje
de antenas y de cables.
Vivo en el número siete,
calle Melancolía,
quiero mudarme hace años
al barrio de la Alegría
pero siempre que lo intento
ha salido ya el tranvía
y en la escalera me siento
a silbar mi melodía.
Como quien viaja a bordo
de un barco enloquecido
que viene de la noche
y va a ninguna parte.
Así mis pies descienden
la cuesta del olvido
fatigados de tanto
andar sin encontrarte.
Luego de vuelta a casa
enciendo un cigarrillo,
ordeno mis papeles,
resuelvo un crucigrama.
Me enfado con las sombras
que pueblan los pasillos
y me abrazo a la ausencia
que dejas en mi cama.
Trepo por tu recuerdo
como una enredadera
que no encuentra ventanas
donde agarrarse.
Soy esa absurda epidemia
que sufren las aceras,
si quieres encontrarme
ya sabes donde estoy.
Vivo en el número siete,
calle Melancolía,
quiero mudarme hace años
al barrio de la Alegría
pero siempre que lo intento
ha salido ya el tranvía
y en la escalera me siento
a silbar mi melodía.
"NI VERTIENDO POLVO
en el cajón de los sueños
consigo auyentar las pesadillas
que pueblan mis borracheras,
largas noches de descontrol
y fuego perdido,
pequeñas y fieras alimañas
que devoran mi vida
hasta contaminarse".
en el cajón de los sueños
consigo auyentar las pesadillas
que pueblan mis borracheras,
largas noches de descontrol
y fuego perdido,
pequeñas y fieras alimañas
que devoran mi vida
hasta contaminarse".
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30 Ene, 2005
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Sentado
THRICE - RED SKY
I know what lies beneath, I've seen the flash of teeth.
Conspiring with the reef to sink our ship.
The wind's a cheating wife, her tongue a thirsty knife.
And she could take your life with one good kiss.
Can you see the sky turn red?
As morning's light breaks over me,
Know tonight we'll make our bed
at the bottom of the sea.
I know the ocean speaks, I've heard her call to me.
And smiling in my dreams she whispers this
(The stars retreat behind their veil.
The clouds are clinging to your sail.
The storm is coming can you see?)
Can you see the sky turn red?
As morning's light breaks over me,
Know tonight we'll make our bed
at the bottom of the sea.
Look and see the sky turn red.
Like blood it covers over me.
And soon the sea shall give up her dead.
We'll raise an empire from the bottom of the sea
tantos significados... tantas cosas en que pensar...
I know what lies beneath, I've seen the flash of teeth.
Conspiring with the reef to sink our ship.
The wind's a cheating wife, her tongue a thirsty knife.
And she could take your life with one good kiss.
Can you see the sky turn red?
As morning's light breaks over me,
Know tonight we'll make our bed
at the bottom of the sea.
I know the ocean speaks, I've heard her call to me.
And smiling in my dreams she whispers this
(The stars retreat behind their veil.
The clouds are clinging to your sail.
The storm is coming can you see?)
Can you see the sky turn red?
As morning's light breaks over me,
Know tonight we'll make our bed
at the bottom of the sea.
Look and see the sky turn red.
Like blood it covers over me.
And soon the sea shall give up her dead.
We'll raise an empire from the bottom of the sea
tantos significados... tantas cosas en que pensar...
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2359
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10 Dic, 2004
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en la casa de Stefani de The Assistant y en la casa de Robin De the real world:San diego
estas cancion es capas que la hayan puesto anteriormente pero no me importa....esta cancion es identificativa..cuando queres todo bajo control y la cabeza te controla a vos
Linkin Park-A Plache For My Head[/i
[i]watch how the moon sits in the sky on a dark night,
shining with the light from the sun,
but the sun doesn't give the light to the moon assuming,
the moon's gonna owe it one,
makes me think of how you act to me,
you do favors, that rapidly,
you just turn around and start asking me about,
things that you want back from me,
I'm sick of the tension,
sick of the hunger,
sick of you acting like I owe you this,
find another place to feed your greed, while I find a place to rest.
Chorus [Chester (Mike)]
I wanna be in another place I hate when you say you don't understand,
(You see it's nothing to me)
I wanna be in the energy, now with the enemy a place for my head.
[Mike]
Maybe some day I'll be just like you when, step on people likeyou do,
run away, all the people I thought I knew, I remember back then who you were,
you used to be calm, used to be strong, used to be generous,
but you should have known, that you wear out your welcome and now you see,
how quiet it is all alone,
I'm so sick of the tension,
sick of the hunger,
sick of you acting like I owe you this,
find another place to feed your greed,
while I find a place to rest,
I'm so sick of the of the tension,
sick of the hunger,
sick of you acting like I owe you this,
find another place to feed your greed,
while I find a place to rest.
Chorus
[Chester]
You, try to take the best of me, go away,
You, try to take the best of me, go away,
You, try to take the best of me, go away,
You, try to take the best of me, GO AWAY!
YOU, TRY TO TAKE THE BEST OF ME, GO AWAY!
YOU, TRY TO TAKE THE BEST OF ME, GO AWAY!
YOU, TRY TO TAKE THE BEST OF ME, GO AWAY!
YOU, TRY TO TAKE THE BEST OF ME, GO AWAY!!!
Chorus
[Chester]
...SHUT...UP...WHY!?!
[Mike]I am so sick of the tension,
sick of the hunger,
sick of you acting like I owe you this,
find another place to feed your greed,
While I find a place to rest,
I'm so sick of the tension,
sick of the hunger,
sick of you acting like I owe you this,
find another place to feed your greed,
While I find, a place, to, rest.
Linkin Park-A Plache For My Head[/i
[i]watch how the moon sits in the sky on a dark night,
shining with the light from the sun,
but the sun doesn't give the light to the moon assuming,
the moon's gonna owe it one,
makes me think of how you act to me,
you do favors, that rapidly,
you just turn around and start asking me about,
things that you want back from me,
I'm sick of the tension,
sick of the hunger,
sick of you acting like I owe you this,
find another place to feed your greed, while I find a place to rest.
Chorus [Chester (Mike)]
I wanna be in another place I hate when you say you don't understand,
(You see it's nothing to me)
I wanna be in the energy, now with the enemy a place for my head.
[Mike]
Maybe some day I'll be just like you when, step on people likeyou do,
run away, all the people I thought I knew, I remember back then who you were,
you used to be calm, used to be strong, used to be generous,
but you should have known, that you wear out your welcome and now you see,
how quiet it is all alone,
I'm so sick of the tension,
sick of the hunger,
sick of you acting like I owe you this,
find another place to feed your greed,
while I find a place to rest,
I'm so sick of the of the tension,
sick of the hunger,
sick of you acting like I owe you this,
find another place to feed your greed,
while I find a place to rest.
Chorus
[Chester]
You, try to take the best of me, go away,
You, try to take the best of me, go away,
You, try to take the best of me, go away,
You, try to take the best of me, GO AWAY!
YOU, TRY TO TAKE THE BEST OF ME, GO AWAY!
YOU, TRY TO TAKE THE BEST OF ME, GO AWAY!
YOU, TRY TO TAKE THE BEST OF ME, GO AWAY!
YOU, TRY TO TAKE THE BEST OF ME, GO AWAY!!!
Chorus
[Chester]
...SHUT...UP...WHY!?!
[Mike]I am so sick of the tension,
sick of the hunger,
sick of you acting like I owe you this,
find another place to feed your greed,
While I find a place to rest,
I'm so sick of the tension,
sick of the hunger,
sick of you acting like I owe you this,
find another place to feed your greed,
While I find, a place, to, rest.
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7928
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26 Ago, 2004
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9242
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28 Dic, 2004
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en mi pueblo de toda la vida
perfecto.....
"no mereces mi respeto pronto alejate de mi.. yo me kedo kon los sueños las pesadillas para ti"
"y si un dia me dijeras... ke no vas a volver mas.. no tengo claro ke aria.. creo ke saltaria.. la ventana es un buen lugar para escapar..."
"kiero besarte sin explikarte.. ke no entiendo el mundo sin estar aki contigo..."
"eres lo mejor ke tengo, eres lo mejor ke hay"
"nadie le ha explikado ke no existe explicación..."
otia me ha venido una idea a la cabeza....
"no mereces mi respeto pronto alejate de mi.. yo me kedo kon los sueños las pesadillas para ti"
"y si un dia me dijeras... ke no vas a volver mas.. no tengo claro ke aria.. creo ke saltaria.. la ventana es un buen lugar para escapar..."
"kiero besarte sin explikarte.. ke no entiendo el mundo sin estar aki contigo..."
"eres lo mejor ke tengo, eres lo mejor ke hay"
"nadie le ha explikado ke no existe explicación..."
otia me ha venido una idea a la cabeza....
brius se deshace de muchas joyas nacionales.
mirar en el post de mercadillo.
muy buenos precios.
mirar en el post de mercadillo.
muy buenos precios.
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9 May, 2004
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1'61803398874989
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2359
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10 Dic, 2004
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en la casa de Stefani de The Assistant y en la casa de Robin De the real world:San diego
NaYaDe escribió:brius_556 escribió:"
y si un dia me dijeras... ke no vas a volver mas.. no tengo claro ke aria.. creo ke saltaria.. la ventana es un buen lugar para escapar..."
Buaaah :_)
buena parte......
Green Day-Don't Wanna Fall In Love
Don't want to have you hangin,
Around me like a leech.
I think you're just a problem,
So stay the hell away from me because I don't believe in you.
And I wanna sit here all my life alone.
This may sound a little rough,
Don't wanna fall in love.
Don't need security.
I ain't no dog without a bone.
Don't have no time for love.
So stay the fuck away from me because I don't believe in you,
And I wanna sit here all my life alone.
This may sound a little rough.
Don't wanna fall in love.
This may sound a little rough.
Don't wanna fall in love.
This may sound a little rough.
Don't wanna fall in love.
This may sound a little fucked.
Don't wanna fall in love.
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15306
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5 Nov, 2004
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Shadow Moses (Països Catalans)
La canción Du hast de Rammstein, es un portento, una letras curradas i un significado i valor inimitable
Rammstein
Du Hast (english version)
You
You haste
You haste me
You haste me to say
You haste me to say
And I did not obey
Will you until death does sever
Be upright to her forever
Never
Will you 'til death be her rider
Her lover too, to stay inside her
Never
Rammstein
Du Hast (english version)
You
You haste
You haste me
You haste me to say
You haste me to say
And I did not obey
Will you until death does sever
Be upright to her forever
Never
Will you 'til death be her rider
Her lover too, to stay inside her
Never
KOL xerrant de n'Ibea escribió:Saps que enredes a sopar,només xerres de polles!
Serenade escribió:Te posaré una taronja dins sa boca i te follaré fins que te surti trina
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3139
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10 Jun, 2004
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Bergara, Gipuzkoa
Skunk D.F. - Ultima Oportunidad
¿Lo sientes?
Si algo está jodido, mis manos
Lo sienten, la tierra se resiente
Su dolor se hace patente
Ya siento, el sufrimiento, reviento
Nuestra inútil existencia ha infectado sus cimientos
Otra prueba nuclear, tienen autorización
Otra prueba nuclear, tienen patrocinador
No quiero ver, no quiero ser,
No quiero ver, empieza la cuenta atrás
Ultima Oportunidad
Desierto, lamento, haber llegado a esto
Detesto, los medios, lo que llamáis progreso
Más pruebas, más muerte, más gente indiferente
Más pruebas, más muerte, más gente indiferente
No puedo ver (si es la cuenta atrás)
No puedo ser (víctima y criminal)
No puedo ver, empieza la cuenta atrás
Ultima oportunidad
¿Lo sientes?
Abriros bien la mente, ultima oportunidad
La tierra está preñada de residuo nuclear
No interesa el desarme, nunca interesó la paz
Estamos abocados a un patético final
No quiero ver, no puede ser
Como me gustan las letras de skunk df
¿Lo sientes?
Si algo está jodido, mis manos
Lo sienten, la tierra se resiente
Su dolor se hace patente
Ya siento, el sufrimiento, reviento
Nuestra inútil existencia ha infectado sus cimientos
Otra prueba nuclear, tienen autorización
Otra prueba nuclear, tienen patrocinador
No quiero ver, no quiero ser,
No quiero ver, empieza la cuenta atrás
Ultima Oportunidad
Desierto, lamento, haber llegado a esto
Detesto, los medios, lo que llamáis progreso
Más pruebas, más muerte, más gente indiferente
Más pruebas, más muerte, más gente indiferente
No puedo ver (si es la cuenta atrás)
No puedo ser (víctima y criminal)
No puedo ver, empieza la cuenta atrás
Ultima oportunidad
¿Lo sientes?
Abriros bien la mente, ultima oportunidad
La tierra está preñada de residuo nuclear
No interesa el desarme, nunca interesó la paz
Estamos abocados a un patético final
No quiero ver, no puede ser
Como me gustan las letras de skunk df
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7928
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26 Ago, 2004
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1186
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27 Ene, 2005
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Alacant (que no Alicant :/ )
Weird Places, Without Face
The Night surrounds and closes inside...
The woods' silence cries in my mind
And a little light appears on the long dark road...
Black trees around-standing like heroes
Old witnesses of untold thoughts
As a giant shadow grows before my eyes
A castle (?) never seen, a weird place of vile dreams
Calling inside with magic light
As it welcomes with shadows-dancing around
Gloomy figures wherever I turn
The past's dead minds shouting and burning in my fears...
..."Let me show you God with blood"
and a sword like a crucifix remembers the past
...Just illusion, if I dream
Just words in a brain
Just another fight inside myself
At the end of the beginning...
Just words...if I dream; just words in a brain
...battles I go, dead screams burn
Bloody kisses in ever return
And dead emperors...building
immortal graves/To make alive what never stays:
The Past.
...Just illusions,
If I dream just words in a brain
Just another fight in myself
At the end of the beginning...
Just thoughts...if I dream
Just words in a brain...
But isn't the shadows stop for a while
Nothing here but the past surrounds,
Other ages, other fights
Came to the end but here they live
And while surprising, a mirror smiles to my shadowed eyes
The Night surrounds and closes inside...
The woods' silence cries in my mind
And a little light appears on the long dark road...
Black trees around-standing like heroes
Old witnesses of untold thoughts
As a giant shadow grows before my eyes
A castle (?) never seen, a weird place of vile dreams
Calling inside with magic light
As it welcomes with shadows-dancing around
Gloomy figures wherever I turn
The past's dead minds shouting and burning in my fears...
..."Let me show you God with blood"
and a sword like a crucifix remembers the past
...Just illusion, if I dream
Just words in a brain
Just another fight inside myself
At the end of the beginning...
Just words...if I dream; just words in a brain
...battles I go, dead screams burn
Bloody kisses in ever return
And dead emperors...building
immortal graves/To make alive what never stays:
The Past.
...Just illusions,
If I dream just words in a brain
Just another fight in myself
At the end of the beginning...
Just thoughts...if I dream
Just words in a brain...
But isn't the shadows stop for a while
Nothing here but the past surrounds,
Other ages, other fights
Came to the end but here they live
And while surprising, a mirror smiles to my shadowed eyes
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15306
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5 Nov, 2004
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Shadow Moses (Països Catalans)
Manic Street Preachers
If You Tolerate This Your Children Will Be Next
And if you tolerate this
Then your children will be next
And if you tolerate this
Then your children will be next
Will be next
Will be next
Will be next
If You Tolerate This Your Children Will Be Next
And if you tolerate this
Then your children will be next
And if you tolerate this
Then your children will be next
Will be next
Will be next
Will be next
KOL xerrant de n'Ibea escribió:Saps que enredes a sopar,només xerres de polles!
Serenade escribió:Te posaré una taronja dins sa boca i te follaré fins que te surti trina
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9242
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28 Dic, 2004
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en mi pueblo de toda la vida
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