петък, 15 май 2009 г.

Faith No More


Един пост на "блогът на един madwizard" ме подсети, че си имам ново музикално откритие - Faith No More. Естествено, топлата вода и FNM са открити отдавна от други, затова ще си замълча. Време за музика:



Once there were greenfields...kissed by the sun

Once there were valleys...where rivers used to run

Once there were blue skies with white clouds high above

Once they were part of an everlasting hope

We were the lovers who strolled through greenfields

Greenfields are gone now...parched by the sun

Gone from the valleys...where rivers used to run

Gone with the cold wind that swept through to my heart

Gone with the lovers who let the dreams depart

Where are the greenfields where we...used to roam?

I'll never know what made you run away

How can I keep searching when dark clouds hide the day?

I only know there's nothing here for me

Nothing is now left for me to say

But I keep on waiting...until you return

I keep on waiting until the day you learn

You can't be happy when your heart's on the roam

You can't be happy until you bring it home

Home to the greenfields

вторник, 5 май 2009 г.

Ben Harper... Excuse Me Mr

Oh - excuse me Mr.
Do you have the time,
Or are you so important that it stands still for you?
Excuse me Mr.
Want you lend me your ear,
Or are you not only blind but do you not hear?
Excuse me Mr. but isn't that your oil in the sea,
And the pollution in the air Mr.,
Whose could that be?

So, excuse me Mr.
But I'm a mister too.
And you're givin' Mr. a bad name,
Mr. like you.
And, I'm taking the Mr. from out in front of your name,
'cause it's a Mr. like you that puts the rest of us to shame.
It's a Mr. like you that puts the rest of us to shame.

And I've seen enough,
Oh - I've seen enough,
I've seen enough to know that I've seen too much.

Excuse me Mr.
Can't you see the children dying?
You say that you can't help them,
Mr. you're not even trying.
Excuse me Mr.
Just take a look around.
Oh, Mr. just look up and you will,
You'll see it's coming down.
Oh, excuse me Mr. but I'm, I'm a mister too.
And you're givin' Mr. a bad name,
Mr. like you.
So, I'm taking the Mr. from out in front of your name,
'cause it's a Mr. like you that puts the rest of us to shame.
it's a Mr. like you, puts the rest of us to shame.

And I've seen enough,
I've seen en..., I've seen en...,
I've seen enough to know that I've seen too much.
I've seen enough,
Oh - I've seen enough to know that I've seen too much.

'cause Mr. when you're rattling on heaven's gate.
By then it is too late.
'cause Mr. when you get there,
They don't ask what you saved.
All they'll want to know Mr. is what you gave.
So, excuse me Mr.
But I'm a mister too.
And you're givin' Mr. a bad name,
Mr. like... you.

So, I'm taking the Mr. from out in front of your name,
'cause it's a Mr. like you puts the rest of us to shame.
Mr. like you, puts the rest of us to shame.
Oh...
...shame.