Current 93 Vauvauvau (Black Ships in Their Harbour)

And words of Romans creep in
Not written but vengeful
The dead are in the tortoise
The dead are in their legions
And the Trojan ponies trot by
Graze My Little Pony
Is there Torture in the Toybox?
Or is this eternal Rome?
Or is this infernal Rome?
Before Black Ships were built
In their harbours
For gathering vau vau vau
Electronic sixsixsix
Black Ship Ship Ship
Black Ship Ship Ship
Volvaic and marine
Slaughterer disguised as honey
Babel Babylon is burbling with blowfly speech
Stuttering channeled messages of birdsight in the Empire
And where is that Empire now?
Imperium! Christendom!
Shepherd and Hermes!
Masked with salt and stars
Heavybreasted false Messiah
Peachfaced murderer
Dragging beasts and breasts
Skipping to Armageddon
In time for tea
And for the weather forecast
Falling time smiles fading
As Black Ships sneak by
Raiding lying stars
Barbecuing living streams
Of all the smiles that come shafting
Saturn or moon or sun
Is that my lunch you're eating on the back of Dracon?
Is that my cup clipped to the bird's gaudy wing?
Black Ships are camouflaged as postmen or bureaucrats
They have delivered a loathing rapture prospect
Keys to Heaven Gates are dark
On side of sons and daughters
But they have lied about Pi
That number does not repeat to the infinite sky
But is carousel inhabited by all the revenants
Returning to fulfilled wires
And use the roots that fall
From the sectarian Empire
The nude face striped back
The naked grey mouse
Was not in bleached equations
Christ! Christ! Christ!
Where is the tide?
The long low roar of the Thames?
The shell-shocked Seals
Killer! Flower! Coil!
There's crisis in the harbours
The desert is too close
Though we have seen it in our hearts
At Black Ship time
So let's lock the doors

The Rolling Stones - Goodbye Girl

Goodbye Girl
(Bill Wyman)

Goodbye Girl
It's time to part
When you leave me, you take my heart
Better get a start
And get back, get back to the one you love

No one told me, I just knew
But nothing I can do
To make her stay true
Well it's time that you do
Get back, get back to the one you love

Well I've know her daddy since the first time we met
Seems like there's talk that I would regret

Goodbye girl, this might sound strange
But I told you when I met you, that you'd change
Better get that train and make it home
Get back, get back to the one you love

Dżem - Lunatycy tekst piosenki

Sen to zło,

Nie ma złudzeń.

Sen ogarnął wszystkich ludzi,

Czarna otchłań.

Miasto śpi.

Nikt nie może sie obudzić;

Kot na dachu,

Szczur w kanale.

Księżyc kusi mundurki białe.

Zielonego światła brak.


Lunatycy otaczają mnie x3


Loki czarne,

Cień rzucają.

A z otwartych ślepych okien jak psy białe

Lunatycy uciekają

Lunatycy uciekają

Zakochani w sobie

Wokół same lustra otaczają ich

Nie widza nic,

Nie, nie słyszą nic,

Nic nie czują.


Lunatycy otaczają mnie x2


Sen to zło x3


Sami lunatycy...

Shakira - Tu

Te regalo mi cintura,
y mis labios para cuando quieras besar, aah aahh
Te regalo mi locura,
y las pocas neuronas que quedan ya...

Mis zapatos desteñidos,
el diario en el que escribo,
te doy hasta mis suspiros,
pero no te vayas mas...

Porque eres tu mi sol,
la fe con que vivo,
la potencia de mi voz,
los pies con que camino,
eres tu, amor, mis ganas de reir,
el adios que no sabre decir,
porque nunca podre vivir...
sin ti...

Si algun dia decidieras
alejarte nuevamente de aqui.. aah aahh
cerraria cada puerta para que nunca pudieras salir..

Te regalo mi silencios,
te regalo mi nariz,
yo te doy hasta mis huesos,
pero quedate aqui..

Porque eres tu mi sol,
la fe con que vivo,
la potencia de mi voz,
los pies con que camino,
eres tu, amor, mis ganas de reir,
el adios que no sabre decir,
porque nunca podre vivir...

Oooooh...

Chop Suey - System Of A Down

Wake up,

Grab a brush and put a little (makeup),

Grab a brush and put a little,

Hide the scars to fade away the (shakeup)

Hide the scars to fade away the,

Why'd you leave the keys upon the table?

Here you go create another fable


You wanted to,

Grab a brush and put a little makeup,

You wanted to,

Hide the scars to fade away the shakeup,

You wanted to,

Why'd you leave the keys upon the table,

You wanted to,


Why don't think you trust,

In, my, self righteous suicide,

I, cry, when angels deserve to die


Wake up,

Grab a brush and put a little (makeup),

Grab a brush and put a little,

Hide the scars to fade away the (shakeup)

Hide the scars to fade away the,

Why'd you leave the keys upon the table?

Here you go create another fable


You wanted to,

Grab a brush and put a little makeup,

You wanted to,

Hide the scars to fade away the shakeup,

You wanted to,

Why'd you leave the keys upon the table,

You wanted to,


Why don't think you trust,

In, my, self righteous suicide,

I, cry, when angels deserve to die

In my, self righteous suicide,

I, cry, when angels deserve to die


Father, Father, Father, Father,

Father/ Into your hands/I/commend my spirit,

Father, into your hands,


Why have you forsaken me,

In your eyes forsaken me,

In your thoughts forsaken me,

In your heart forsaken, me oh,


Trust in my self righteous suicide,

I, cry, when angels deserve to die,

In my self righteous suicide,

I, cry, when angels deserve to die.

Żegnaj Ameryko Bayer full

Z każdą chwilą, z każdym słowem, coraz dalej
Tak na przekór wszystkim wielkim dniom
Biegnę naprzód, w codzienności zasłuchany
I żelaznym drogom daję rękę swą

Ref.:
Żegnaj Ameryko, trzymaj się
Spotkamy się w Nowym Orleanie
A na razie krótkie słowa dwa:
Moje uszanowanie! (2 x)

Stukot kół natrętnie przypomina
Niepoważne słowa, gesty niepoważne
I życzenie, że gdy podróż swą zaczynasz
To nie pozwój jej zbyt wcześnie się zakończyć

Ref.:
Żegnaj Ameryko, trzymaj się
Spotkamy się w Nowym Orleanie
A na razie krótkie słowa dwa:
Moje uszanowanie! (2 x)

Cóż, że ciasno jest w wagonie trzeciej klasy
I zachęca do rozmowy współpasażer
Może tak jak ja chce wierzyć w lepsze czasy
Slogan, co reklamą świetlną w głowie płonie

Ref.:
Żegnaj Ameryko, trzymaj się
Spotkamy się w Nowym Orleanie
A na razie krótkie słowa dwa:
Moje uszanowanie! (2 x)

LORDI - Girls Go Chopping

Girls go chopping on the town

Female madness all around

Beuties on a killing spree

Dames of death walk on high heels


Evil women psycho chicks

Blood like lipstick on their lips

Mad, ferocious, feminine

Such curvatious mean machines


They' re rising at midnight

They reek of the grave

They' ll pay back betrayal with rage


Girls go chopping for revenge

Blood will flow on sight

Drowning our town


Girls go chopping on the town

Lady frenzy going down

Zombie babes with teasing hips

The love turning dirty tricks


Every reason to attack

No excuses for a whack

Go berserk Miss Piggy style

Kermit's legs are gonna fry