Τρίτη, 29 Σεπτεμβρίου 2009

Η ΕΝΔΟΠΑΛΑΜΙΟΣ ΨΕΥΔΟΣΥΝΟΥΣΙΑΣΙΣ

Καθόμουν κε τον έπεζα
( Που πάει ο νους σας ρε διεστραμενοι ? )
στο τάβλι τον Τασούλη
κι η Αναστασία δίπλα μας
κρατούσε καρραούλι . Ούλι ! Ούλι ! Ούλι !!!


Ξάφνου μιά γάτα ποίδηξε
ποιδηχτικά ποιδόντας
τον Φρέντυ κε τον Λόρενς μας
τους πίγαινε γαμ.ώντας


Τσίριξα τσιριχτικά
κε έβγαλα τσιρίδες
γουρλόσανε τα μάτια μου
κε γίναν σα γαρίδες


Επειττα ξανατσίριξα
κε ήρθαν διό τσιράκια
να δούνε να θαυμάσουνε
του Τάσου τ' αρχ.δάκια


Χτένισα ένα κεφτέ
κε του' κανα χορίστρα
κομμμότρια κατάντησα
κι ας ήμουν μία πλήστρα


Φοτιά στα Σαβατόβρακα
να μη ξαναγιρίσουν
του Φρέντυ τα ποδάρρια του
να μη ξαναμυρίσουν


Θα πάο βρε σε μανικιούρ
τα νήχια να μου φτιάξουν
να μου τα περιποιηθούν
με λίμμμα να τα σιάξουν


Για να ξήνω
την καρδιά μου απ' τη φαγούρα
που' χει φέρει
ο ζεβντάς κε η καψούρα


Χύτρα πιά ταχύτητας
κατάντησ' η καρδιά μου
χαλάουα μου έκανες
στα τριχοτά φιλιά μου


Για να βράζο απο πόθο μαίρα νήχτα
Θ' ανταλάξο την καρδιά μου με μιά χύτρα
κε θα βάλο τα φιλιά σου εκει μέσα
θα τα τσιγαρίσο , Γόησσσα Μπαμπέσα


Για να βράζο απο πόθο μαίρα νήχτα
Θ' ανταλάξο την καρδιά μου με μιά χύτρα
κε θα βράσω ότι έχει απομείνει
με Σποραίλεο , Βιτάμ κε με Φυτίνη


Τελειόσαμε ρεμάλια μου
στο Μήτσο θα βρεθούμε
να κλάσουμε όλοι μαζί
κε να αγγγαλιαστούμε !!!



the c l a s h



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cock sparrer



We worked our way up from east end pubs
To gigs and back stage passes
Ex-boxing champs, West end clubs
Americans in dark glasses
Driving ten grand cars, they drink in hotel bars
They're even making money in bed
They wouldn't be no loss, they aint worth a toss
It's about time they all dropped dead.

[Chorus]
Take 'em all, take 'em all
Put 'em up against a wall and shoot 'em
Short and tall, watch 'em fall
Come on boys take 'em all

Well tough shit boys, it aint our fault
Your record didn't make it
We made you dance, you had your chance
But you didn't take it
Well, I gotta go make another deal
Sign another group for the company
I don't suppose we'll ever meet again
You'd better get back to the factory.

Take 'em all, watch 'em fall [x4]

Τρίτη, 22 Σεπτεμβρίου 2009

specials

cock sparrer



We're coming back, we're coming back
We're coming back to you
We're never gonna go away again
Hold on a little longer, try a little harder
'Til we're arm in arm together to the end

[Chorus]
So remember, out there somewhere
You've got a friend, and you'll never walk alone again

Don't get worried, don't get scared
We're fighting to get there
Never doubt we're gonna get through
We're gonna run, we're gonna crawl, kick down every wall
It won't be long we're coming back to you

[Chorus]

We're coming back, we're coming back
We're coming back to you
We're never gonna go away again
Hold on a little longer, try a little harder
'Til we're arm in arm together to the end

Δευτέρα, 21 Σεπτεμβρίου 2009

r@ped.blogspot.com

greetings to the new blog r@ped!!
ασπριλα..
μαυριλα..
μπυριλα!!
κερναω absinth απο πραγα!!
τα λεμε φιλε!

Κυριακή, 20 Σεπτεμβρίου 2009

David Bowie : Cygnet Commitee




I bless you madly,
sadly as I tie my shoes
I love you badly,
Just in time, at times, I guess
Because of you I need to rest
Because it's you
that sets the test

So much has gone
and little is new
And as the sparrow sings
Dawn chorus for
Someone else to hear
The Thinker sits alone growing older
And so bitter

"I gave Them life
I gave Them all
They drained my very soul
...dry
I crushed my heart
to ease Their pains
No thought for me remains there
Nothing can They spare
What of me?
Who praised Their efforts
to be free?
Words of strength and care
and sympathy
I opened doors
that would have blocked Their way
I braved Their cause to guide,
for little pay

I ravaged at my finance just for Those
Those whose claims were steeped in peace, tranquility
Those who said a new world, new ways ever free
Those whose promises stretched in hope and grace for me"

I bless you madly,
sadly as I tie my shoes
I love you badly, just in time,
at times, I guess
Because of you I need to rest, oh yes
Because it's you
that sets the test

So much has gone
and little is new
And as the sunrise stream
Flickers on me,
My friends talk
Of glory, untold dream, where all is God and God is just a word

"We had a friend, a talking man
Who spoke of many powers that he had
Not of the best of men, but Ours

We used him
We let him use his powers
We let him fill Our needs
Now We are strong

And the road is coming to its end
Now the damned have no time to make amends
No purse of token fortune stands in Our way
The silent guns of love
will blast the sky
We broke the ruptured structure built of age
Our weapons were the tongues of crying rage

Where money stood
We planted seeds of rebirth
And stabbed the backs of fathers
Sons of dirt

Infiltrated business cesspools
Hating through Our sleeves
Yea, and We slit the Catholic throat
Stoned the poor
on slogans such as

'Wish You Could Hear'
'Love Is All We Need'
'Kick Out The Jams'
'Kick Out Your Mother'
'Cut Up Your Friend'
'Screw Up Your Brother or He'll Get You In the End'

And We Know the Flag of Love is from Above
And We Can Force You to Be Free
And We Can Force You to Believe"

And I close my eyes and tighten up my brain
For I once read a book in which the lovers were slain
For they knew not the words of the Free States' refrain
It said:
"I believe in the Power of Good
I Believe in the State of Love
I Will Fight For the Right to be Right
I Will Kill for the Good of the Fight for the Right to be Right"

And I open my eyes to look around
And I see a child laid slain
on the ground
As a love machine lumbers through desolation rows
Ploughing down man, woman, listening to its command
But not hearing anymore
Not hearing anymore
Just the shrieks from the old rich

And I Want to Believe
In the madness that calls 'Now'
And I want to Believe
That a light's shining through
Somehow

And I Want to Believe
And You Want to Believe
And We Want to Believe
And We Want to Live
Oh, We Want to Live

We Want to Live
We Want to Live
We Want to Live
We Want to Live
We Want to Live

I Want to Live
I Want to Live
I Want to Live

I Want to Live
I Want to Live
I Want to Live

Live
Live
Live

Σάββατο, 19 Σεπτεμβρίου 2009

Παρασκευή, 4 Σεπτεμβρίου 2009

happy birthday urban aspirines!!


χρονια πολλα στις αστικες ασπιρινες(του χρονου depon)
απο τους hools!!
more beers,
more music.