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Ah but it’s a sad reminder
When your organ grinder has to come to you for the rent
And all you’ve got to give him
Is the use of your side-show tent
Yes and that’s all that remains of the years
Spent doing to rounds
And it never rains around here
Well it just comes pouring down

Oasis - Don't Look Back in Anger

Slip inside the eye of your mind
Don't you know you might find
A better place to play
You said that you'd never been
But all the things that you've seen
Will slowly fade away

So I start a revolution from my bed
Cos you said the brains I had went to my head
Step outside the summertime's in bloom
Stand up beside the fireplace
Take that look from off your face
You ain't ever gonna burn my heart out

And so Sally can wait, she knows it's too late as we're walking on by
Her soul slides away, but don't look back in anger
I heard you say

Take me to the place where you go
Where nobody knows if it's night or day
Please don't put your life in the hands
Of a Rock 'n Roll band
Who'll throw it all away

Gonna start the revolution from my bed
'Cos you said the brains I had went to my head
Step outside cos summertime's in bloom
Stand up beside the fireplace
Take that look from off your face
Cos you ain't ever gonna burn my heart out

And So Sally can wait, she knows it's too late as she's walking on by.
My soul slides away, but don't look back in anger
I heard you say

So Sally can wait, she knows it's too late as we're walking on by
Her soul slides away, but don't look back in anger
I heard you say

And So Sally can wait, she knows it's too late and she's walking on by
My soul slides away, but don't look back in anger, don't look back in anger
I heard you say

At least not today

NBA Live 2006-> Mike Shinonda-> Remeber the name

Are you ready?.....let's go!.....yeah...

for those of you who want to know what were all about.......it's like this yall come on!

[this is ten percent luck,
twenty percent skill,
fifteen percent concentrated power of will,
five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain,
and a hundred percent reason to remember the name]

he doesn’t need his name up in lights,
he just wants to be heard—whether it’s the beat or the mic,
he feels so unlike everybody else, alone
in spite of the fact that some people still think that they know him
but fuck'em--he knows the code
its not about the salary its all about reality
and making some noise
making a story, making sure your clique stays up
that means when he puts it down
Tak is picking it up

who the hell is he anyway?
he never really talks much
never concerned with status
but still leavin em starstruck
humble through oppurtunities givin in spite of the fact
the pet name is.... because he makes a living from writing raps
put it together himself
got it picture perfect
never askin for someones help, or to get some respect
his only focus is what he wrote
even if its beyond reach
and now it'll unfold
to sit up and on seats.....

twenty percent skill
eighty percent fear
be hundred percent clear
cuz Ryu is ill
who woulda thought hed be the one to set the west in flames
And I heard him wreckin' with The Crystal Method, Name of the Game
came back dropped Megadef, took em to church
I like bleach man
Ryu had the stupidest first
this dude is the truth
now everybodys givin him guest spots
the stock through the roof
i heard hes fuckin' with S-Dot!

[this is ten percent luck,
twenty percent skill,
fifteen percent concentrated power of will,
five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain,
and a hundred percent reason to remember the name]

Ryu!
they call him Ryu the sick
and hes spitting fire and light
got him out the dryer hes hot
got him in Fort Minor with Tak
who the fuck, Anile this Porcipine
hes a prick hes a God
the type women wanna be with but rappers hope he gets shot
8 years in the makin
patiently waitin to blow
now the record with Shinoda's takin over the globe
hes got a partner in crime
his shit is equally dope
you wont believe the shit that come outa of this kids throat

Tak!
hes out there every day on the block
he knows how to work with what hes got makin his way to the top
he got vegas in common
people be gassin him
askin him was it
you may not know, we're rockin the booth
he'll get you boys out quicker than a shot of vodka with juice
him and his crew are thrown around, hes one of the best
dedicated to what they do, and give a hundred percent

forget Mike! -- nobody really knows how or why,
he works so hard, seems like he’s never got time,
because he writes every note,
and he writes every line,
and I’ve seen it at work when that light goes on in his mind,
it’s like a design its written in his head every time,
before he even touches a key or speaks in a rhyme,
those mother fuckers he runs with the kids that he signs
ridiculous, without even trying, how do they do it?...



[this is ten percent luck,
twenty percent skill,
fifteen percent concentrated power of will,
five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain,
and a hundred percent reason to remember the name] 2X



yeah!
Fort Minor...M. Shinoda....Styles Of Beyond......Ryu..Takbir...Cheapshot!

Jimmy Eat World-23

I felt for sure last night
That once we said goodbye
No one else will know these lonely dreams
No one else will know that part of me
I'm still driving away
And I'm sorry every day
I won't always love these selfish things
I won't always live...
Not stopping...

It was my turn to decide
I knew this was our time
No one else will have me like you do
No one else will have me, only you

You'll sit alone forever
If you wait for the right time
What are you hoping for?
I'm here I'm now I'm ready
Holding on tight
Don't give away the end
The one thing that stays mine

Amazing still it seems
I'll be 23
I won't always love what I'll never have
I won't always live in my regrets

You'll sit alone forever
If you wait for the right time
What are you hoping for?
I'm here I'm now I'm ready
Holding on tight
Don't give away the end
The one thing that stays mine

You'll sit alone forever
If you wait for the right time
What are you hoping for?
I'm here I'm now I'm ready
Holding on tight
Don't give away the end
The one thing that stays mine...

Air Supply - Making Love (Out of nothing at all)

I know just how to whisper,
And I know just how to cry;
I know just where to find the answers;
And I know just how to lie.
I know just how to fake it,
And I know just how to scheme;
I know just when to face the truth,
And then I know just when to dream.
And I know just where to touch you,
And I know just what to prove;
I know when to pull you closer,
And I know when to let you loose.
And I know the night is fading,
And I know that time’s gonna fly;
And I’m never gonna tell you everything I’ve got to tell you,
But I know I’ve got to give it a try.
And I know the roads to riches,
And I know the ways to fame;
I know all the rules
And then I know how to break ’em
And I always know the name of the game.

But I don’t know how to leave you,
And I’ll never let you fall;
And I don’t know how you do it,
Making love out of nothing at all
(making love)
Out of nothing at all,
(making love)
Out of nothing at all,
(making love)
Out of nothing at all,
(making love)
Out of nothing at all,
(making love)
Out of nothing at all
(making love)
Out of nothing at all.

Every time I see you all the rays of the sun
Are streaming through the waves in your hair;
And every star in the sky is taking aim
At your eyes like a spotlight,
The beating of my heart is a drum, and it’s lost
And it’s looking for a rhythm like you.
You can take the darkness from the pit of the night
And turn into a beacon burning endlessly bright.
I’ve got to follow it, ’cause everything I know, well it’s nothing till I give it to you.

I can make the run or stumble,
I can make the final block;
And I can make every tackle, at the sound of the whistle,
I can make all the stadiums rock.
I can make tonight forever,
Or I can make it disappear by the dawn;
And I can make you every promise that has ever been made,
And I can make all your demons be gone.

But I’m never gonna make it without you,
Do you really want to see me crawl?
And I’m never gonna make it like you do,
Making love out of nothing at all.

(making love)
Out of nothing at all
(making love)
Out of nothing at all
(making love)
Out of nothing at all
(making love)
Out of nothing at all
(making love)
Out of nothing at all
(making love)
Out of nothing at all
(making love)

Νανά Μούσχουρη - Το Παιδί με το Ταμπούρλο

Στίχοι: Νίκος Γκάτσος
Μουσική: Γιώργος Χατζηνάσιος
Ερμηνευτές: Νανά Μούσχουρη


Ζούσε κάποτε στον κόσμο τον αγιάτρευτο,
ένα αγόρι ξεχασμένο κι απροστάτευτο.
Είχε ένα μικρό ταμπούρλο και το βάραγε.
Τι ψυχή βασανισμένη να 'ταν άραγε;

Ταμ ταμ - ταμ ταμ
η γειτονιά του δεν το κράταγε.
Ταμ ταμ - ταμ ταμ
τους δρόμους πήρε και περπάταγε.
Ταμ ταμ - ταμ ταμ
καπνός τριγύρω δε φαινότανε
Ταμ ταμ - ταμ ταμ
μα κάπου πόλεμος γινότανε.

Τι τα θέλει τα βιβλία και τα γράμματα,
σ' όλους έρχονται μια μέρα τα γεράματα.
Τι τα θέλει τα παλάτια, τα μαλάματα.
Η ζωή κυλάει με δάκρυα και με κλάματα.

Ταμ ταμ - ταμ ταμ
κανένας τόπος δεν τον χώραγε
Ταμ ταμ - ταμ ταμ
στις ερημιές μακριά προχώραγε.
Ταμ ταμ - ταμ ταμ
ούτ' ένα φύλλο δεν κουνιότανε
Ταμ ταμ - ταμ ταμ
μα κάπου πόλεμος γινότανε.

Νύχτα μέρα περπατούσε ασταμάτητα
σε λαγκάδια φουντωμένα,δάση απάτητα.
Μα στου ποταμού την άκρη που αργοκύλαγε,
το τσακάλι του πολέμου παραφύλαγε.

Ταμ ταμ - ταμ ταμ
με τ' άγριο νύχι του σημάδεψε
Ταμ ταμ - ταμ ταμ
και μια ζωούλα ακόμα κλάδεψε.
Ταμ ταμ - ταμ ταμ
τ' αγόρι λες ονειρευότανε
Ταμ ταμ - ταμ ταμ
μα γύρω πόλεμος γινότανε.

Κι όταν στις κορφές επάνω μέρα χάραξε,
στη μικρή καρδιά του μέσα κάτι σπάραξε.
Έτσι πέρασε στη χώρα του αμίλητου
και τ' αγρίμια του άλλου κόσμου γίναν φίλοι του.

Ταμ ταμ - ταμ ταμ
της γης ο κόρφος δεν τον χώρεσε
Ταμ ταμ - ταμ ταμ
στον ουρανό βαθιά προχώρησε.
Ταμ ταμ - ταμ ταμ
ταμπούρλο πια δεν ακουγότανε
Ταμ ταμ - ταμ ταμ
μα πάντα πόλεμος γινότανε.

Ταμ ταμ - ταμ ταμ
ταμπούρλο πια δεν ακουγότανε
Ταμ ταμ - ταμ ταμ
μα πάντα πόλεμος γινότανε

Στεκόμαστε γυμνοί απ' όνειρα
κάτω απ' τα μαύρα σύννεφα
απόγονοι του τίποτα
πελάτες της σιωπής
έχουμε τσέπες αδειανές
και στην καρδιά δυο μνήματα
μια άδεια μποτίλια δίπλα στο κρεβάτι
είναι ο μόνος μας συγγενής.
Κορόνα γράμματα ποντάρουμε
το θάνατό μας
την ίδια κλίση παίρνουμε
φλερτάροντας γκρεμούς
κι όταν δε θα 'χουμε πια τίποτα δικό μας
ο έρωτας θα μας τσακίσει
και θα μας κάνει αληθινούς

<b>Θα μ' αγαπάς, θα μ' αγαπάς
μα δε θα φτάνει
άγονη βροχή θα πέφτει πάνω μου
το χάδι σου
και εγώ σαν γέρικο σκυλί μες το λιμάνι
θα πεθαίνω στο πλάι σου.</b>

Διάφανα Κρίνα - Στο πλάι σου
Στοίχοι: Παντελής Ροδόστογλου

(DON&#8217;T FEAR) THE REAPER

Belle and Sebastian - Is It Wicked Not To Care?

Is it wicked not to care when they say that you're mistaken
Thinking hopes and lots of dreams that aren't there?
Is it wicked not to care when you've wasted many hours
Talking endlessly to anyone that's there?

I know the truth awaits me
But still I hesitate because of fear

Skipping tickets, making rhymes
Is that all that you believe in?
Wearing rags to make you pretty by design
Rusting armour for effect
It's not fun to watch the rust grow
For it will all be over when you're dead

Counting acts and clutching thoughts
By the river where the moss grows
Over rocks the water running all the time
Is it wicked when you smile
Even though you feel like crying
Even though you could be sick at any time?

But if there was a sequel
Would you love me as an equal?
Would you love me till I'm dead?

And if there was a sequel
Would you love me as an equal?
Would you love me till I'm dead?
Or is there someone else instead?