Eltanin

Pleymo

DIVINE EXCUSE

Mais qui est en tort? celui qui pêche et qui confesse
Ou celui qui prend sur lui, n'empêche pas son ivresse ?
Qu'est ce qu'ils implorent ? l'éternel et le culte
Le Noël pour adulte où l'on pardonne l'horreur de vos morts !

Qu'est ce qui nous tord l'âme
Pour qu'on en demande encore ?
Qu'est ce qu'on implore là  ?
Puisqu'on vous damne au final

Où sont les remords de celui qui de sang est peint
Et qui s'en lave les mains ? Divine excuse d'abord
A quoi bon l'effort ? Si tout est permis, sans interdit
De là  haut tout est régi, divine excuse encore !

Qu'est ce qui nous tord l'âme
Pour qu'on en demande encore ?
Qu'est ce qu'on implore là  ?
Puisqu'on vous damne au final

Et l'homme créa Dieu, un alibi à  ses mentis (-)
Un prétexte pour rassurer aussi les paumés que nous sommes
Il serait bien mieux (-) de croire en l'homme, il est ce qu'il peut
Il cherche des liens, il fait ce qu'il veut
Divine excuse en somme !

Qu'est ce qui nous tord l'âme
Pour qu'on en demande encore ?
Qu'est ce qu'on implore là  ?
Puisqu'on vous damne au final

Les yeux ouverts, planté dans la terre
Profiter du magique, nos hérétiques pratiques !

Qu'est ce qui nous tord l'âme
Pour qu'on en demande encore ?
Qu'est ce qu'on implore là  ?
Puisqu'on vous damne au final !

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Blondie

Maria

She moves like she don't care
Smooth as silk
Cool as air
Oooh it makes you wanna’ cry
She doesn't know your name and your heart beats like a subway train
Oooh it makes you wanna’ die
Oooh don't you wanna’ take her?
Wanna' make her all your own?
Maria
You've gotta see her
Go insane and out of your mind
Latina
Ave Maria
A million and one candlelight’s
I've seen this thing before
In my best friends and the boy next door
Fool for love and full of fire
Won't come in from the rain
She's oceans running down the drain
Blue as ice and desire
Don't you wanna’ make her?
Oooh don't you wanna’ take her home?
Maria
You've gotta see her
Go insane and out of your mind
Latina
Ave Maria
A million and one candlelight’s
Oooh don't you wanna’ break her?
Oooh don't you wanna’ take her home?
She walks like she don't care
You wanna’ take her everywhere
Oooh it makes you wanna cry
She's like a millionaire
Walking on imported air
Oooh it makes you wanna’ die
Maria
You've gotta see her
Go insane and out of your mind
Latina
Ave Maria
A million and one candlelight’s
Maria
You've gotta see her
Go insane and out of your mind
Regina
Ave Maria
A million and one candlelight’s
Maria
You've gotta see her
Go insane and out of your mind
Regina
Ave Maria
A million and one candlelight’s
Maria
You've gotta see her
Go insane and out of your mind
Regina
Ave Maria
A million and one candlelight’s

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Rider Kick !

Excellent !

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Melissa Williamson

You're Not Here.


Blue sky to forever
The green grass blows in the wind, dancing
It would be much better a sight with you, with me
If you hadn't met me, I'd be fine on my own, baby
Never felt so lonely, then you came along

So now what should I do
I'm strung out, addicted to you
My body it aches, now that you're gone
My supply fell through

You gladly gave me everything you had and more
You craved my hapiness
When you made me feel joy it makes you smile
But now I feel your stress
Love was never ment to be such a crazy afair, no
And who has time for tears
Never thought I'd sit around and cry for your love
'till now

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Rider Kick !

Ludlow Massacre

It was early springtime when the strike was on,
They drove us miners out of doors,
Out from the houses that the Company owned,
We moved into tents up at old Ludlow.

I was worried bad about my children,
Soldiers guarding the railroad bridge,
Every once in a while a bullet would fly,
Kick up gravel under my feet.

We were so afraid you would kill our children,
We dug us a cave that was seven foot deep,
Carried our young ones and pregnant women
Down inside the cave to sleep.

That very night your soldiers waited,
Until all us miners were asleep,
You snuck around our little tent town,
Soaked our tents with your kerosene.

You struck a match and in the blaze that started,
You pulled the triggers of your gatling guns,
I made a run for the children but the fire wall stopped me.
Thirteen children died from your guns.

I carried my blanket to a wire fence corner,
Watched the fire till the blaze died down,
I helped some people drag their belongings,
While your bullets killed us all around.

I never will forget the look on the faces
Of the men and women that awful day,
When we stood around to preach their funerals,
And lay the corpses of the dead away.

We told the Colorado Governor to call the President,
Tell him to call off his National Guard,
But the National Guard belonged to the Governor,
So he didn't try so very hard.

Our women from Trinidad they hauled some potatoes,
Up to Walsenburg in a little cart,
They sold their potatoes and brought some guns back,
And they put a gun in every hand.

The state soldiers jumped us in a wire fence corners,
They did not know we had these guns,
And the Red-neck Miners mowed down these troopers,
You should have seen those poor boys run.

We took some cement and walled that cave up,
Where you killed these thirteen children inside,
I said, "God bless the Mine Workers' Union,"
And then I hung my head and cried.

Woodie Guthrie .....

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Smouales étaient les borogoves

Freedom For King Kong

Si nike et sans complexe

J’me présente je m’appelle Henri,
Et j’voudrais bien réussir ma vie.
La musique comme ascenseur social
Me parait toute désignée.
Pour une trajectoire à  la verticale,
La révolte pour s’élever.
Personne ne pourra m’empêcher
De fricoter avec les étoiles,
Même si pour y arriver
Ca sent le toucher rectal.
Je veux la rançon de la gloire,
Ne plus mettre un pied sur le trottoir
Sans qu’une personne s’esclaffe
”donnez moi votre autographe”.
Chaque main que je serre
Doit être une pince affaire,
Chaque pied écrasé,
Un pas vers la notoriété.
Il serait de bon ton que
Partout sur la planète
On parle évidemment de moi
Comme étant le nouvel esthète,
L’hôte des phénix de ce bois.

Je suis si nike et sans complexe,
Je joins le futile à  l’agréable,
Si nike et sans complexe,
La la la la la la la la x2

Pour elles, le mâle je veux incarner
Dont personne ne voudrait
Se faire exorciser.
L’ archétype même de l’homme viril
Doté d’un effrayant sex appeal.
Je suis prêt à  utiliser tous les artifices
Pour qu’au plus profond de leurs rêves
Je sois présent dans leurs orifices,
Délicieuse pomme croquée par Eve.
Pour lui la virilité
Qu une panoplie peut cautionner,
Un gage moral à  la misogynie
Le berçant depuis le début de sa vie.
Une dose de testostérone
Lui permettant avec ses amis
D’être franchement à  la bonne
Car de moi il est le so...


...si nike et sans complexe,
Je joins le futile à  l’agréable,
Si nike et sans complexe,
La la la la la la la la x2

Dans mes clips je veux qu’ça brille.
Bien sûr plein de jolies filles.
Je veux de la cyprine tout autour de la piscine,
Beaucoup de mecs qui dansent
Avec des poufs en transe.
Du gros muscle sur pattes
Dans une ambiance des plus moites.
Faut qu’ça fleure le sexe
Et le sexe en fleur,
Des images au texte
Tout doit être racoleur.
Si la mode est aux pets,
De mon style s’éloigne,
C’est sans aucun regret
Que je ferais du néo-méthane.

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Mr. Bungle

Vanity Fair

You're not human
You're a miracle
A preacher with an animal's face

In your sexy
Neon smokescreen
Lie the supersalesmen of vanity

Even your shadow worships you
In your jungle solitude

With the orgies of the sacrament
And the seal of flagellants

You know God saves those who save their skin
From the bondage that we're in

I'm elated
I could cut you
And remove the sheath of your ignorance

Bless the eunuch
And the Skoptsi
Will you hurt me now and make a million?

Say cheese, baby
We all love you
But it's a cheap world and you don't exist...

(ah ah ah, oh oh, ah ah ah...)

Slit the fabric of the right now
Spread your legs and wear the crown

Tell me how long, lord, how long?
Till I get my beauty sleep?

Now the hourglass is empty
The moment of my de-sexing

Cut it
Cut it
Cut this cancer from my soul

Now I've made it...

Finally naked, finally naked...

Yeah, I've made it...

I'm really naked...

Killing on the Name
Rage Against The Machine

Killing in the name of!
Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses
Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses
Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses
Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses
Huh!

Killing in the name of!
Killing in the name of

And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
But now you do what they told ya
Well now you do what they told ya

Those who died are justified, for wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
You justify those that died by wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
Those who died are justified, for wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
You justify those that died by wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites

Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses
Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses
Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses
Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses
Uggh!

Killing in the name of!
Killing in the name of

And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya, now you're under control (7 times)
And now you do what they told ya, now you're under control
And now you do what they told ya, now you're under control
And now you do what they told ya, now you're under control
And now you do what they told ya, now you're under control
And now you do what they told ya, now you're under control
And now you do what they told ya, now you're under control
And now you do what they told ya!

Those who died are justified, for wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
You justify those that died by wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
Those who died are justified, for wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
You justify those that died by wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
Come on!

Yeah! Come on!

Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me!
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me!
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me!
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me!
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me!
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me!
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me!
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me!
Motherfucker!
Uggh!

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THE ULTIMATE SHODOWN OF ULTIMATE DESTINY

LEMON DEMON



Old Godzilla was hopping around
Tokyo City like a big playground,
when suddenly Batman burst from the shade
and hit Godzilla with a Batgrenade.

Godzilla got pissed and began to attack,
but didn't expect to be blocked by Shaq,
who proceeded to open up a can of Shaq Fu,
when Aaron Carter came out of the blue,

and he started beating up Shaquille O'Neal,
then they both got flattened by the Batmobile,
but before it could make it back to the Batcave,
Abraham Lincoln popped out of his grave

and took an AK47 out from under his hat
and blew Batman away with a rat-a-tat-tat,
but he ran out of bullets and he ran away,
because Optimus Prime came to save the day.

This is the Ultimate Showdown
of Ultimate Destiny.
Good guys, bad guys, and explosions
as far as the eye can see.
And only one will survive.
I wonder who it will be.
This is the Ultimate Showdown
of Ultimate Destiny.

Godzilla took a bite out of Optimus Prime
like Scruff McGruff took a bite out of crime,
and then Shaq came back covered in a tire track,
but Jackie Chan jumped out and landed on his back.

And Batman was injured, and trying to get steady
when Abraham Lincoln came back with a machete,
but suddenly something caught his leg and he tripped:
Indiana Jones took him out with his whip.

Then he saw Godzilla sneaking up from behind
and he reached for his gun which he just couldn't find
'cause Batman stole it and he shot and he missed,
and Jackie Chan deflected it with his fist.

then he jumped in the air and he did a somersault
while Abraham Lincoln tried to pole vault
onto Optimus Prime, but they collided in the air,
then they both got hit by a Care Bear Stare.

This is the Ultimate Showdown
of Ultimate Destiny.
Good guys, bad guys, and explosions
as far as the eye can see.
And only one will survive.
I wonder who it will be.
This is the Ultimate Showdown...

Angels sang out in immaculate chorus.
Down from the heavens descended Chuck Norris,
who delivered a kick which could shatter bones
into the crotch of Indiana Jones,
who fell over on the ground, writhing in pain,
as Batman changed back into Bruce Wayne,
but Chuck saw through his clever disguise,
and he crushed Batman's head in between his thighs...

then Gandalf the Grey
and Gandalf the White
and Monty Python and the Holy Grail's Black Knight
and Benito Mussolini
and the Blue Meanie
and Cowboy Curtis
and Jambi the Genie
Robocop,
the Terminator,
Captain Kirk,
and Darth Vader
Lo Pan,
Superman,
every single Power Ranger,
Bill S. Preston,
and Theodore Logan,
Spock,
The Rock,
Doc Ock,
and Hulk Hogan

all came out of no where lightning fast,
and they kicked Chuck Norris in his cowboy ass.
It was the bloodiest battle that the world ever saw,
with civilians looking on total awe.

The fight raged on for a century.
Many lives were claimed, but eventually
the champion stood, the rest saw their better:
Mister Rogers in a bloodstained sweater.

This is the Ultimate Showdown
of Ultimate Destiny.
Good guys, bad guys, and explosions
as far as the eye can see.
And only one will survive.
I wonder who it will be.
This is the Ultimate Showdown
(this is the Ultimate Showdown)
this is the Ultimate Showdown
(this is the Ultimate Showdown)
this is the Ultimate Showdown
of Ultimate Destiny.

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Une lame qui glisse silencieusement hors du fourreau, une gorge ouverte sans un cri, un corps qui glisse sans bruit au sol.

Voila une agréable soirée en perspective...

HAN merci Squally je les cherchais en plus : D

Freedom For King Kong

Marchand de Fables

Il promet de décrocher la lune, de mettre fin aux infortunes.
Criant haut et fort sur tous les toits, bien mieux que les autres il fera.
C’est l’homme de la situation, il a clairement identifié
Les grands problèmes de la nation dont il va farouchement s’occuper.
Il manie habilement les craintes au plus profond de nous enfouies
Par des discours à  la pointe de la haute démagogie.
Tu ne peux passer à  côté de lui il squatte largement l’actualité.
C’est limite à  se demander si présentateur n’est pas son métier.

Marchand de fables.

Abracadabra un p'tit tour puis s’en va,
Quelques formules magiques aux accents soporifiques,
Des poignées de mains comme s’il en pleuvait,
Les esprits sont mystifiés, le marchand de fables est passé. x2

A l’horizon souvent rien de nouveau, les recettes sont déjà  épuisées.
Ce n'est pas le : « tolérance zéro » qui officiera en tant que nouveauté.
Ou il faudra alors qu’on m’explique comment la logique autoritaire
A pu venir d’outre-atlantique sans avoir vu le jour sur nos terres.
L’insécurité l'amie de l’autorité à  outrance,
C’est elle qui justifie tout simplement son existence.
Sans elle rien ne pourrait masquer l’énorme handicap social
Rongeant notre communauté sur ses faces hexagonales.

Marchand de fables.
.
Refrain x3

Je ne peux cacher une certaine admiration pour tous ces marchands de fables
Jamais en manque d’inspiration, même s’ils sont justiciables,
Il n est pas aisé de les déloger, il faut se lever de bon matin,
A moins de se faire duper comme ce bon vieux Alain
A moins de se faire du blé comme ce bon vieux Alain
A moins de se faire doubler comme ce bon vieux Alain
A moins de se faire duper comme ce bon vieux Alain
Comme ce bon vieux alain comme ce bon vieux Alain

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Moi je ne te remercie pas.

Je ne connaissais pas cette chanson (hey non, ça montre que je ne suis pas si geek que ça) alors je l'ai téléchargé.

Et maintenant, je n'arrête pas de l'écouter. v_v;

pour celles et ceux que ca interesse, les paroles de toutes les chansons de lemon demon sont sur son site

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Une lame qui glisse silencieusement hors du fourreau, une gorge ouverte sans un cri, un corps qui glisse sans bruit au sol.

Voila une agréable soirée en perspective...

Zebda :

Le bruit et l'odeur
by Zebda

Si j'suis tombé par terre
C'est pas la faute à  Voltaire
Le nez dans le ruisseau
Y avait pas Dolto
Si y'a pas plus d'anges
Dans le ciel et sur la terre
Pourquoi faut-il qu'on crève dans le ghetto ?

Plutôt que d'être issu d'un peuple qui a trop souffert
J'aime mieux élaborer une thèse
Qui est de pas laisser à  ces messieurs
Qui légifèrent, le soin de me balancer
Des ancêtres

On a beau être né
Rive gauche de la Garonne
Converser avec l'accent des cigales
Ils sont pas des kilos dans la cité gasconne
A faire qu'elle ne soit pas qu'une escale

On peut mourir au front
Et faire toutes les guerres
Et beau défendre un si joli drapeau
Il en faut toujours plus
Pourtant y a un hommage à  faire
A ceux tombés à  Montécassino

Le bruit et l'odeur
Le bruit et l'odeur
Le bruit du marteau-piqueur {x4}

La peur est assassine
Alors c'est vrai je pénalise
Ceux qui flinguent les mômes
Qu'ont pas la pelouse en bas
Je suis un rêveur
Et pourtant ami j'analyse
Je suis un érudit et je vous dis:
Je suis serbo-croate et musulman
Voilà  le hic
Un prêtre polonais républicain
Et laïque
Et si certains regrettent
De pas être noir de peau
Je n'ai qu'une réponse les gars
Vous avez du pot

L'égalité mes frères
N'existe que dans les rêves
Mais je n'abdique pas pour autant
Si la peur est un bras qui nous soulève
Elle nous décime
J'en ai peur pour la nuit des temps

Elle aime Noah
Mais faut qu'y gagne les tournoi
Elle aime Boli mais a jamais rien aboli {x2}

Le bruit et l'odeur
Le bruit et l'odeur
Le bruit du marteau-piqueur {x4}

Qui a construit cette route?
Qui a bâti cette ville?
Et qui l'habite pas?
A ceux qui se plaignent du bruit
A ceux qui condamnent l'odeur
Je me présente

Je m'appelle Larbi, Mamadou Juan et faites place
Guido, Henri, Chino Ali je ne suis pas de glace
Une voix m'a dit "Marathon" cherche la lumière
Du gouffre j'ai puisé un combat "la bonne affaire"

J'en ai bavé de la peur que j'ai lu dans les yeux
De ceux qui ont trois fois rien et qui le croiaient précieux
Quand j'ai compris la loi, j'ai compris ma défaite
Intégrez-vous disait-elle, c'était chose faite

Le bruit et l'odeur
Le bruit et l'odeur
Le bruit du marteau-piqueur {x4}

Le bruit du marteau-piqueur dans tes oreilles
Tu finis ta vie, elles bourdonnent les abeilles. {x2}

Le bruit et l'odeur
Le bruit et l'odeur
Le bruit du marteau-piqueur {x4}

Jacques Chirac:
Comment voulez-vous que le travailleur français qui travaille avec sa femme et qui ensemble gagnent environ 15 000 FF et qui voit sur le palier à  côté de son HLM entassée, une famille avec un père de famille, trois ou quatre épouses et une vingtaine de gosse et qui gagne 50 000FF de préstation sociale sans naturellement travailler.
Si vous ajoutez à  cela le bruit et l'odeur, eh bien le travailleur français sur le palier, il devient fou. Et ce n'est pas être raciste que de dire cela.
Nous n'avons plus les moyens d'honorer le regroupement familial et il faut enfin ouvrir le débat qui s'impose dans notre pays qui est un vrai débat moral pour savoir si il est naturel que les étrangers puissent bénéficier au même titre que les Français d'une solidarité nationale à  laquelle ils ne participent pas puisqu'ils ne payent pas d'împots.
Le bruit et l'odeur
Le bruit et l'odeur

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Smouales étaient les borogoves

THE KILLERS

Mr Brightside


I'm coming out of my cage
And I've been doing just fine
Gotta gotta be down
Because I want it all
It started out with a kiss
How did it end up like this
It was only a kiss, it was only a kiss
Now I'm falling asleep
And she's calling a cab
While he's having a smoke
And she's taking a drag
Now they're going to bed
And my stomach is sick
And it's all in my head
But she's touching his-chest
Now, he takes off her dress
Now, letting me go

And I just can't look its killing me
And taking control
Jealousy, turning saints into the sea
Swimming through sick lullabies
Choking on your alibis
But it's just the price I pay
Destiny is calling me
Open up my eager eyes
'Cause I'm Mr Brightside

I'm coming out of my cage
And I've been doing just fine
Gotta gotta be down
Because I want it all
It started out with a kiss
How did it end up like this
It was only a kiss, it was only a kiss
Now I'm falling asleep
And she's calling a cab
While he's having a smoke
And she's taking a drag
Now they're going to bed
And my stomach is sick
And it's all in my head
But she's touching his-chest
Now, he takes off her dress
Now, letting me go

Cause I just can't look its killing me
And taking control
Jealousy, turning saints into the sea
Swimming through sick lullabies
Choking on your alibis
But it's just the price I pay
Destiny is calling me
Open up my eager eyes
'Cause I'm Mr Brightside

I never...
I never...
I never...
I never...

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Starway to Heaven

There's a lady who's sure all that glitters is gold
And she's 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 she's buying a stairway to heaven

There's 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, there's a songbird who sings
Sometimes all of our thoughts are misgiven
Ooh, it makes me wonder
Ooh, it makes me wonder

There's 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 stand looking
Ooh, it makes me wonder
Ooh, it really makes me wonder

And it's 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 forest will echo with laughter

If there's a bustle in your hedgerow, don't be alarmed now,
It's just a spring clean for the May Queen
Yes, there are two paths you can go by, but in the long run
There's still time to change the road you're on
And it makes me wonder

Your head is humming and it won't go, in case you don't know
The piper's 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 everything 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 she's buying a stairway to heaven

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