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Sex PIstols


ANARCHY IN THE UK

Right ! NOW ! ha ha ha ha ha

I am an antichrist
I am an anarchist
Don't know what I want but
I know how to get it
I wanna destroy the passer by cos I

I wanna BE anarchy !
No dogs body

Anarchy for the U.K it's coming sometime and maybe
I give a wrong time stop a trafic line
your future dream is a shopping scheme cos I

I wanna BE anarchy !
In the city

How Many ways to get what you want
I use the best I use the rest
I use the enemy I use anarchy cos I

I wanna BE anarchy !
THE ONLY WAY TO BE !

Is this the M.P.L.A
Or is this the U.D.A
Or is this the I.R.A
I thought it was the U.K or just
another country
another cuntlike tenancy

I wanna be an anarchist
Oh what a name
Get PISSED DESTROY !

 

[Fanat-SS]

SEX PISTOLS

BODIES

She was a girl from Birmingham
She just had an abortion
She was a case of insanity
Her name was Pauline she lived in a tree
She was a no one who killed her baby
She sent her letters from the country
She was an animal
She was a bloody disgrace !

Body I'm not an animal !

Dragged on a table in a factory
Illegitimate place to be
In a packet in a lavatory
die little baby SCREAMING !

Body screamin fucking bloody mess
it's not an animal
it's an abortion

Body I'm not an animal
Mummy I'm not an abortion !

Throbbing squirm gurgling bloody mess
I'm not a discharge
I'm not a loss in protein
I'm not a throbbing squirm

Fuck this and fuck that
Fuck it all and fuck
the fucking brat
She don't wanna baby that looks like that
I don't wanna baby that looks like that
Body I'm not an animal
Body I'm not an abortion

I'm not an animal Mummy !

 

[Fanat-SS]

GOD SAVE THE QUEEN (NO FUTURE) (indicate first version)

God save the queen her fascist regime
it made you a moron a potential H bomb !

God save the queen she ain't no human being
there is no future in England's dreaming

Don't be told what you want don't be told what you need
there's no future no future no future for you

God save the queen we mean it man (god save window leen)
we love our queen god saves (god save... human beings)

God save the queen cos tourists are money
and our figurehead is not what she seems
Oh god save history god save your mad parade
Oh lord god have mercy all crimes are paid

When there's no future how can there be sin
we're the flowers in the dustbin
we're the poison in your human machine
we're the future your future

God save the queen we mean it man
there is no future in England's dreaming

No future for you No future for me
No future no future for you

 

[crazy~cat]

Площадь Мопса "Странная сигарета №3"

Ты помнишь, как в твоих окнах
Стёкла стали углём,
Ты помнишь, как ты боролась
С огнём под кухонным столом.

Ты помнишь, конечно, всё это.
Ты помнишь, конечно, всё это.
Ты так долго потом вспоминала, кто ж из друзей
Дал тебе ту сигарету.
Ты так долго потом вспоминала, кто ж из друзей
Дал тебе ту сигарету.

 

[SILENCED]

The Beatles

Savoy Truffle -----------------
(Harrison)


Creme tangerine and montelimat
A ginger sling with a pineapple heart
A coffee dessert--yes you know it's good news
But you'll have to have them all pulled out
After the Savoy truffle.

Cool cherry cream and a nice apple tart
I feel your taste all the time we're apart
Coconut fudge--really blows down those blues
But you'll have to have them all pulled out
After the Savoy truffle.

You might not feel it now
But when the pain cuts through
You're going to know and how
The sweat is going to fill your head
When it becomes too much
You're going to shout aloud
--Creme tangerine.

You know that what you eat you are,
But what is sweet now, turns so sour--
We all know Obla-Di-Bla-Da
But can you show me, where you are?..

Creme tangerine and montelimat
A ginger sling with a pineapple heart
A coffee dessert--yes you know its good news
But you'll have to have them all pulled out
After the Savoy truffle.

 

[SILENCED]

The Beatles

Don't Pass Me By
------------------
(Starkey)


I listen for your footsteps
Coming up the drive
Listen for your footsteps
But they don't arrive
Waiting for your knock dear
On my old front door
I don't hear it
Does it mean you don't love me any more.

I hear the clock a'ticking
On the mantel shelf
See the hands a'moving
But I'm by myself
I wonder where you are tonight
And why I'm by myself
I don't see you
Does it mean you don't love me any more.

Don't pass me by don't make me cry don't make me blue
'Cause you know darling I love only you
You'll never know it hurt me so
How I hate to see you go
Don't pass me by don't make me cry

I'm sorry that I doubted you
I was so unfair
You were in a car crash
And you lost your hair
You said you would be late
About an hour or two
I said that's alright I'm waiting here
Just waiting to hear from you.
:confused:

 

[вже~не~та]

пишу вам, свесив ножки

Канатоходка
Слова Резник И. Музыка Пугачева А.
Поют
Уже который год хожу я по канату,
К нему меня влечет не слава, не почет.
Уже который год не властен риск паденья,
Зовет меня, зовет закон преодоленья,
Закон преодоленья, закон преодоленья.

А там, внизу, прошел слушок,
Что не боюсь я ничего, о-о-о-о.
А там, внизу, дом одинок,
И нету рядом никого, о-о-о-о.
А там, внизу, так далеко
Успех от сердца моего, о-о-о-о.
И я не виновата, что мне чуть страшновато,
Иду я по канату, иду я по канату,
Сама себе кричу: "Стоять!".

Внизу восторг толпы, над головою звезды,
По лезвию судьбы пройти совсем не просто.
И я держу баланс дрожащими руками,
Иду и вижу вас с закрытыми глазами,
С закрытыми глазами, с закрытыми глазами.

А там, внизу, прошел слушок,
Что не боюсь я ничего,о-о-о-о.
А там, внизу, дом одинок,
И нету рядом никого, о-о-о-о.
А там, внизу, так далеко
Успех от сердца моего,о-о-о-о.
И я не виновата, что мне чуть страшновато,
Иду я по канату, иду я по канату,
Сама себе кричу: "Стоять!".

И звездная болезнь,
Как символ пораженья,
Восторженная лесть,
Как головокруженье, как головокруженье...

А там, внизу, прошел слушок,
Что не боюсь я ничего, о-о-о-о.
А там, внизу, прошел слушок,
Что не боюсь я ничего, о-о-о-о.

 

[SILENCED]

Yesterday
------------------
(Lennon/McCartney)


Yesterday, all my troubles seemed so far away
Now it looks as though they're here to stay
Oh, I believe in yesterday.

Suddenly, I'm not half to man I used to be,
There's a shadow hanging over me.
Oh, yesterday came suddenly.

Why she had to go I don't know she woldn't say.
I said something wrong, now I long for yesterday.

Yesterday, love was such an easy game to play.
Now I need a place to hide away.
Oh, I believe in yesterday.

Mm mm mm mm mm.

 

[Diverup]

P.O.D - Alive

Everyday is a new day
I’m thankful for every breath I take
I won’t take it for granted
So I learn from my mistakes
It’s beyond my control, sometimes it’s best to let go
Whatever happens in this lifetime
So I trust in love
You have given me peace of mind

chorus:
I feel so alive for the very first time
I can’t deny you
I feel so alive
I feel so alive for the very first time
And I think I can fly

Sunshine upon my face
A new song for me to sing
Tell the world how I feel inside
Even though it might cost me everything
Now that I know this, so beyond, I can’t hold this
I can never turn my back away
Now that I’ve seen you
I can never look away

chorus

bridge:
Now that I know you (I could never turn my back away)
Now that I see you (I could never look away)
Now that I know you (I could never turn my back away)
Now that I see you (I believe no matter what they say)

chorus x 2

 

[Diverup]

P.O.D - Bullet the blue sky

In the howling wind comes a stinging rain
See it driving nails
Into the souls on the tree of pain
From the firefly, a red orange glow
See the face of fear running scared in the valley below

Bullet the blue sky
Bullet the blue sky
Bullet the blue
Bullet the blue

In the locust wind comes a rattle and hum
Jacob wrestled the angel and the angel was overcome
You plant a demon seed; You raise a flower of fire
You see them burning crosses
You see the flames higher and higher

Bullet the blue sky
Bullet the blue sky
Bullet the blue
Bullet the blue

This guy comes up to me
His face red like a rose on a thorn bush
Like all the colors of a royal flush
And he's peeling off those dollar bills
Slapping them down
One hundred, two hundred
And I can see those fighter planes
And I can see those fighter planes
Across the mud huts where the children sleep
Through the alleys of a quiet city street
You take the staircase to the first floor
Turn the key and slowly unlock the door
As a man breathes into a saxophone
And through the walls you hear the city groan
Outside is America
Outside is America

Across the field you see the sky ripped open
See the rain through a gaping wound
Pounding on the women and children
Who run
Into the arms
Of America