System Of A Down - Toxicity

Conversion, software version 7.0
Looking at life through the eyes of a tired hub
Eating seeds as a pastime activity
The toxicity of our city, of our city
Now, what do you own the world?
How do you own disorder, disorder
Now somewhere between the sacred silence
Sacred silence and sleep
Somewhere, between the sacred silence and sleep
Disorder, disorder, disorder
More wood for the fires, loud neighbours
Flishlight riveries caught in the headlights of a truck
Now, what do you own the world?
How do you own disorder, disorder
Now somewhere between the sacred silence
Sacred silence and sleep
Somewhere between the sacred silence and sleep
Disorder, disorder, disorder
Now, what do you own the world?
How do you own disorder, disorder
Now somewhere between the sacred silence
Sacred silence and sleep
Somewhere, between the sacred silence and sleep
Disorder, disorder, disorder
When I became the sun
I shone life into the mans hearts
When I became the sun
I shone life into the mans hearts

Motorhead - The Game (WWE Triple H Entrance)

It's time to play the game.....
TIME TO PLAY THE GAME!!
Hahahaha
Hahaha
It's all about the game, and how you play it
All about control, and if you can take it
All about your debt, and if you can pay it
It's all about pain, and who's gonna make it
I am the game, you don't wanna play me
I am control, no way you can change me
I have heavy debts, no way you can pay me
I am the pain, and I know you can't take me
Look over your shoulder, ready to run
Like a Cleaveland bitch from a smoking gun!
I am the game and I make the rules
So move on outta here and die like a fool
Try to figure out what my move's gonna be
Come on over, sucker, why don't you ask me?
Don't you forget there's a price you can pay
Cause I am the game and I want to play
It's time to play the game
Hahaha

TIME TO PLAY THE GAME!!!

It's all about the game, and how you play it
It's all about control, and if you can take it
It's all about your debt, and if you can pay it
It's all about the pain, and who's gonna make it
I am the game, you don't wanna play me
I am control, there's no way you can change me
I am your debt, and you know you can't pay me
I am your pain, and I know you can't take me
Play the game
You're gonna be the same
You're gonna change your name
You're gonna die in flames
Hahaha

TIME TO PLAY THE GAME!!!

It's time to play the game
It's time to play the game
It's time to play the game
Hahaha
TIME TO PLAY THE GAME!!!!
Hahahaha

La vache... mais y'a des vieux d'la vieille par ici...!!

Coucou les coupaings, j'espère que ça va bien pour tout le monde; pour moi et mes femmes ça roule niquel.

Ah tiens, me fait un peu de pub...
http://www.myspace.com/mijh

Eu sem você, não tenho porque
Porque sem você, não sei nem chorar
Sou chama sem luz, jardim sem luar
Luar sem amor, amor sem se dar
E eu sem você sou só desamor
Um barco sem mar, um campo sem flor
Tristeza que vai, tristeza que vem
Sem você, meu amor, eu não sou ninguém.

Ai que saudade, que vontade de ver renascer nossa vida
Vol ... ta querida, os teus braços precisam dos meus
Meus abraços precisam dos teus
Estou tão sozinho, tenho os olhos cansados de olhar para o além
Vem ver a vida
Sem você, meu amor, eu não sou ninguém.

Paroles de Vinicius de Moraes;
Interprété par Toquinho et Maria Creuza.

Pfiou... ça donne la chair de poule...!!

Hey Mijh !

Des vieux d'la vieille ? Comment ça ?!
Sympas tes compos !^^
J'te souhaite que du bon pour cette nouvelle année !

genre t'es une vraie mamie, fa7 !

pfff, mais chuis pas la seule alors ! :graou:

ABBA - Ring Ring

I was sitting by the phone
I was waiting all alone
Baby by myself I sit and wait and wonder about you
Its a dark and dreary night
Seems like nothings going right
Wont you tell me honey how can I go on here without you?

Yes Im down and feeling blue
And I dont know what to do, oh-oh

Ring, ring, why dont you give me a call?
Ring, ring, the happiest sound of them all
Ring, ring, I stare at the phone on the wall
And I sit all alone impatiently
Wont you please understand the need in me
So, ring, ring, why dont you give me a call?
So, ring, ring, why dont you give me a call?

You were here and now youre gone
Hey did I do something wrong?
I just cant believe that I could be so badly mistaken
Was it me or was it you?
Tell me, are we really through?
Wont you hear me cry and you will know that my heart is breaking

Please forgive and then forget
Or maybe darling better yet, oh-oh

Ring, ring, why dont you give me a call?
Ring, ring, the happiest sound of them all
Ring, ring, I stare at the phone on the wall
And I sit all alone impatiently
Wont you please understand the need in me
So, ring, ring, why dont you give me a call?
So, ring, ring, why dont you give me a call?
Oh-oh, ring, ring, why dont you give me a call?
So, ring, ring, why dont you give me a call?

J'adore ce groupe

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K0V0ytn8AL8

Pink Floyd - Yet Another Movie

One sound, one single sound
One kiss, one single kiss
A face outside the window pane
However did it come to this?
A man who ran, a child who cried
A girl who heard, a voice that lied
The sun that burned a fiery red
The vision of an empty bed
The use of force, he was so tough
She'll soon submit, she's had enough
The march of fate, the broken will
Someone is lying very still
He has laughed and he has cried
He has fought and he has died
He's just the same as all the rest
He's not the worst, he's not the best
And still this ceaseless murmuring
The babbling that I brook
The seas of faces, eyes upraised
The empty screen, the vacant look
A man in black on a snow white horse,
A pointless life has run its course,
The red rimmed eyes, the tears still run
As he fades into the setting sun

Benji;
--> Merci pour "ring ring".
Je regarde et écoute avec toujours autant de plaisir ABBA

Si je te disais qu'on est fan d'ABBA dans ma famille depuis 3 générations et que je possède le Singstars ABBA sur PS2 ? ^^

Je te répondrais que je suis fan de ABBA, avant que le groupe ne s'appelle ABBA et que j'ai tous leurs 45T sans exception et 33T.
Bref, nous avons un grand point commun

J'ai toute l'intégrale en mp3

Ca fait un peu jeu de celui qui a le plus grosse.

Nous sommes Belges tous les deux, ça en fait deux

Et j'aime bien Eisenhower

Effectivement, un point commun supplémentaire.

Pour Eisenhower, le général / président des USA ou le porte-avions?

Première solution.

des fans de fairport convention ? =)

Un coucou à Mijh et ses deux petites femmes..
Comment va Enée?

Et un bonjour à JV..

Repris par MYMP ( Petit groupe philippin que je vous conseil vivement ^^ )

You're the whisper of a
Summer breeze
You're the kiss that puts my
Soul at ease
What I'm saying is I'm
In to you
Here's my story and the
Story goes
You give love, you get love
And more than
Heaven knows
You're gonna see
I'm gonna run, I'm gonna try
I'm gonna take this love
Right to ya
All my heart, all the joy
Oh baby, baby please

Chorus:
Rush, rush
Hurry, hurry lover
Come to me
Rush, rush
I wanna see, I wanna see ya
Get free with me
Rush, rush
I can feel it, I can feel you
All through me
Rush, rush
Ooh what you do to me

And all I want from you is
What you are
And even if you're right
Next to me
You're still too far away
If I'm not inside your arms
I get dramatic baby,
Yes I know
But I need you, I want you
Ooh man, I love you so
Ooh, ooh
You're gonna see
I'm gonna run, I'm gonna try
I'm gonna take this love
Right to ya
All my heart, all the joy
Ooh baby, baby please

Chorus

When you kiss me
Up and down
Turn my senses all around
Oh baby, oh baby
I don't know
Just how or why
But no one else
Has touched me
So deep, so deep
So deep inside
You're gonna see
I'm gonna run
I'm gonna try
I'm gonna take this love
Right to ya
All my heart, all the joy
Oh baby baby please

Une petite pensée spéciale pour fa7 qui, tout comme moi, adore Hugh Laurie.

En français, Song Protest

Song Protest:

Les pauvres continuent d'avoir faim,
Et les riches à devenir gros,
Les politiciens changent, mais ne changeront jamais les choses.
Chérie, on a la solution, c'est si simple, tu ne vas pas le croire,
Tout ce qu'on a à faire c'est...

Les vents de la guerre soufflent et la marée arrive,
Tu n'espères pas de jours meilleurs, car ils sont déjà derrière.
Mais, chérie, on a la solution, c'est si simple, tu ne vas pas le croire,
Tout ce qu'on a à faire c'est...

C'est si simple.
Si seulement ils nous écoutaient, toi et moi.
On doit (grimace)... aussi vite que possible
On doit (grimace)... chaque femme, chaque homme
On doit (grimace)... jour après jour
On doit (grimace)... vodka et citron vert

Le monde devient las, et il veut aller se coucher
Tout le monde meurt, sauf ceux qui le sont déjà.
Tout ce qu'on a à faire c'est...
Tout ce qu'on a à faire c'est...
Tout ce qu'on a à faire c'est...

Un coucou à enqui au passage...

System of a down - BYOB

WHY DO THEY ALWAYS SEND THE POOR!
Barbarisms by Barbaras
With pointed heels.
Victorious, victorious, kneel.
For brand new spankin' deals.
Marching forward hypocritic
And hypnotic computers.
You depend on our protection,

Yet you feed us lies from the table cloth.
La la la la la la la la la,
Everybody’s going to the party have a real good time.
Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine.

Kneeling roses disappearing,
Into Moses’ dry mouth,
Breaking into Fort Knox,
Stealing our intentions,
Hangars sitting dripped in oil,
Crying FREEDOM!

Handed to obsoletion,
Still you feed us lies from the table cloth.
La la la la la la la la la,
Everybody’s going to the party have a real good time.
Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine.
Everybody’s going to the party have a real good time.
Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine.

Blast off, its Party time,
And we don't live in a fascist nation,
Blast off , its party time,
And where the fuck are you?
….. Yeah
Where the fuck are you?
Where the fuck are you?

Why don’t presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why don’t presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor? [X4]

Kneeling roses disappearing,
Into Moses’ dry mouth,
Breaking into Fort Knox,
Stealing our intentions,
Hangars sitting dripped in oil,
Crying FREEDOM!

Handed to obsoletion,
Still you feed us lies from the tablecloth.
La la la la la la la la la,
Everybody’s going to the party have a real good time.
Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine.
Everybody’s going to the party have a real good time.
Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine.

Where the fuck are you!
Where the fuck are you!

Why don’t presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why don’t presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why, do, they always send the poor
They only send the poor

Try to remember the kind of September
When life was slow and oh so mellow
Try to remember the kind of September
When grass was green and grain was yellow
Try to remember the kind of September
When you were a tender and callow fellow
Try to remember and if you remember then follow

Try to remember when life was so tender
That no one wept except the willow
Try to remember when life was so tender
That dreams were kept besides your pillow
Try to remember when life was so tender
That love was an ember about to billow
Try to remember and if you remember then follow

Deep in December it's nice to remember
Altho' you know the snow will follow
Deep in December it's nice to remember
Without a hurt the heart is hollow
Deep in December it's nice to remember
The fire so September that made us mellow
Deep in December our hearts should remember and follow