we speelden ooit verstoppertje
in de pauze op het plein
we hadden grote dromen
want we waren toen nog klein

de ene werd een voetballer
de ander werd een held
we geloofden in de toekomst
want de meester had verteld:

"Jullie kunnen alles worden,
als je maar je huiswerk kent.
Maar je moet geduldig wachten
tot je later groter bent."

Is dit nou later?
Is dit nou later, als je groot bent?
Een diploma vol met leugens,
waarop staat dat je volwassen bent.
Is dit nou later?
Is dit nou later, als je groot bent?
Ik snap geen donder van het leven,
ik weet nog steeds niet wie ik ben.
Is dit nou later?

We spelen nog verstoppertje,
maar niet meer op het plein.
En de meesten zijn geworden,
wat ze toen niet wilden zijn.

We zijn allemaal volwassen,
wie niet weg is is gezien.
En ik zou die hele chaos
nu toch helder moeten zien.

Maar ik zie geen hand voor ogen
en het donker maakt me bang.
Mama,Mama!!
kan het licht aan op de gang??

Is dit nou later?
Is dit nou later, als je groot bent?
Een diploma vol met leugens,
waarop staat dat je de waarheid kent.
Is dit nou later?
Is dit nou later, als je groot bent?
Ik snap geen donder van het leven,
ik weet nog steeds niet wie ik ben.
Is dit nou later?

Is dit nou later?
Ik snap geen donder van het leven,
ik weet nog steeds niet wie ik ben.
Is dit nou later?

The seventh one

Pamela

Oh! Yeah.

Side by side, I'll be yours forever
Rain or shine, any kind of weather
There isn't anything I wouldn't do for you
Let's take what's getting old and make it new

Oh, eye to eye, it's a blinding confrontation
You and I, we're a deadly combination
So don't start mixing truth with jealousy
The road we're on is clear as far as I can see

Chorus:
Pamela, don't break this heart of mine
Just remember, it may not heal this time
Pamela, there is no second chance, for the one who leaves it all behind

Black and white always go together
Day and night you're the precious juwel I treasure
Wanting every part of you is not a crime
Or could it be that you're the one who's wrong this time

Chorus:
Pamela, don't break this heart of mine
Just remember, it may not heal this time
Pamela, there is no second chance, for the one who leaves it all behind

(Instrumental break)

Oh, Pamela (Oh, Pamela)
Thousands of miles away, but always in my heart

Chorus:
Pamela, don't break this heart of mine
Just remember, it may not heal this time
Pamela, there is no second chance, for the one who leaves it all behind


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You Got Me

Momma said be careful what you do, yeah you.
She said, don't you let just anybody talk to you, no no no
I can't hide the way you make me feel inside
I'm afraid if momma only knew, it feels right

Chorus:
If you want me, you got me, and if you need me, you got me all night
And if you love me, you got me all night long

I confess I love the things you do, yes I do
Your caress keeps me coming back to you, only you

Chorus:
If you want me, you got me, and if you need me, you got me all night
And if you love me, you got me all night long

(Instrumental break)

Chorus:
If you want me, you got me, and if you need me, you got me all night
And if you love me, you got me all night long

Chorus:
If you want me, you got me, and if you need me, you got me all night
And if you love me, you got me all night long


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Anna

Anna please turn around, we'll work it out somehow
Anna don't turn me down, there's still a chance if we can hold out once more

'Cause we started out with love, that was more than enough
And that's a lot to give up

Chorus:
Even if you turn and walk away, love will bring you back somehow
I will wait forever and a day, 'cause I believe without a doubt
The time will not run out on our love

Anna you gotta stay, it's just a stage we're going through
And Anna this all can change, if we turn the page then we can start all again

'Cause we almost touched the sky, and it could never again be this right
Anna please change your mind

Chorus:
Even if you turn and walk away, love will bring you back somehow
I will wait forever and a day, 'cause I believe without a doubt
The time will not run out on our love
(Instrumental break)

Chorus:
Even if you turn and walk away, love will bring you back somehow
I will wait forever and a day, 'cause I believe without a doubt
The time will not run out on our love

Chorus:
Even if you turn and walk away, love will bring you back somehow
I will wait forever and a day, 'cause I believe without a doubt
The time will not run out on our love

And I believe without a doubt, the time will not run out
And I believe without a doubt, the time will not run out on our love


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Stop Loving You

Reflections in my mind, thoughts I can't define
My heart is racing and the night goes on
I can almost hear a laugh, coming from your photograph
Funny how a look can share a thousand meanings
Well-intended lies, contemplating alibies
Is it really you, or is it me I'm blaming
A distant memory flashes over me
Even though you're gone, I feel you deep inside

Dance beneath the light with that look in your eyes

Chorus:
I can't stop loving you, time passes quickly and chances are few
I won't stop till I'm through loving you, girl

There's a window in a heart, I've tried to look through from the start
You're never really sure what someone else is thinking
Someone's broken something new, another altered point of view
Just a certain someone's conscience playing

I held it in my hand, I did not understand
What lives inside the wind that cries her name
Tried to catch a shooting star, what seems so close can't be that far
I'm living in a dream that's never ending

Dance beneath the light with that look in your eyes

Chorus:
I can't stop loving you, time passes quickly and chances are few
I won't stop till I'm through loving you, girl

(Instrumental break)

Dancing with that look that's in your eyes
Chorus:
I can't stop loving you, time passes quickly and chances are few
I won't stop till I'm through loving you, girl

Chorus:
I can't stop loving you, time passes quickly and chances are few
I won't stop till I'm through loving you, Loving you...


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Mushanga

I can't forget you, my little Mushanga, I keep a place in my heart for you
The days of waiting, they keep getting longer, and not a thing I can do
I was a poet, a magazine writer, sent to report on political views
It was by chance, through a lens that I met you, a Kingston girl with no shoes

Chorus:
[
You were runnin' down the road, I was going your way
You stopped and turned around, and lent you my hand
You smiled though you were suffering, I didn't understand, then

You broke into my heart, I saw your eyes and then I knew
You broke into my heart, like the wind and rain that followed you
You broke into my heart, had the Lord above forgotten you?
You broke in from the start, and all my tears belong to you
Mushanga, oh, Mushanga, oh
]

I sat and watched as she danced by the fires
Through ancient songs did the tale unfold
They sang of diamonds that came from their mountains
And loss of lives mining white man's gold

I had to leave and go back to Manhattan
Where all my stories are bought and sold
I know the city would surely be saddened, if what I knew could be told


It's been so long since I last heard your laughter
So many letters and still no news
I hope you find all the things that you're after
You know my heart is with you

Chorus

Mushanga, oh, Mushanga, oh (repeats 3x)


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Stay Away

You gave me too many chances, now it's drivin' us apart
I keep on runnin' with the boys, girl, but then you knew that from the start
It must keep building up inside you, 'cause you never let it show
I know I'm hanging on the edge now, but I won't let go

I never meant to hurt you, but something was on my mind
Just give me one more chance, we can make it this time

Stay away, stay away from my heart - bet I'm trying my best
Stay away, stay away from my heart

If you gave me three wishes, I'd throw two of them away
I've seen that look in your eye girl, I'd use the last one this way
We've been from rags to riches, but your love can't be bought
I'm just a junkyard dog, girl, who's afraid he's been caught

You're standing in the shadows, watching everything that I do
And I know the way things must look, it couldn't be further from the truth

Stay away, stay away from my heart - I'm doing all that I can
Stay away, stay away from my heart

Remember how it used to be girl, makin' love like it's the last time
We held each other close, not knowing what we'd found
You felt the pounding of my thunder, as your rain was pouring down

(Instrumental break)

I never meant to hurt you, but something was on my mind
Just give me one more chance, we can make it this time

Stay away, stay away from my heart - yeah, but I wanna stay here with you
Stay away, stay away from my heart - yeah, I'm doing all I can do
Stay away, stay away from my heart - but I wanna stay away from you
Stay away, stay away from my heart...


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Straight For The Heart

Boy meets girl on the playground of life
Falls in love for the very first time
Late at night he sees her alone, but she's the type that can never be owned

He can't get her off his mind, but she knows he'll get over her in time
And the world goes round and round

Chorus:
She goes straight for the heart, she serves it sweet and cold
But she goes straight for the heart
It's just the only thing that she's ever known

Boy sees girl on the poor side of town
A city princess with her very own crown
He's too young to be taking such a chance
'Cause she walks the streets in the name of romance

Everywhere she goes he's there and she knows, he's just another fool who cares
And the world goes round and round

Chorus

Everywhere she goes he's there and she knows, he's just another fool who cares
And the world goes round and round

She goes straight for the heart, she serves it sweet and cold
But she goes straight for the heart

'Cause that's the only thing that she's ever known (repeats 4x)


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Only The Children

We keep hurting each other when words can't be easily said
No understanding or reason, just fear and confusion instead
We need hope for the future, and the young need a chance to survive
No one knows the pain that's felt by the innocent, they're
Fighting to stay alive, can no one see the tears in their eyes

Chorus:
Only the children, only the children cry, only the children

Why do those who have plenty ignore those with nothing at all
Why must the ones just beginning, stand with their backs to the wall
They keep asking for answers and we keep on telling them lies
They only want to understand what they feel inside
The hunger that tears them apart
It's the one thing they've known from the start

Chorus - (only the children cry)

(Instrumental break)

Chorus repeats ...


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A Thousand Years

Day after day, I feel myself slowing down, what does it mean?
The air has changed, it's getting harder to breathe, or so it would seem
Sail me away to a distant shore, where everything's fine

Chorus:
A thousand years, lost in the blink of an eye
If the sky keeps fallin', the world will come tumblin' down
In a thousand years

Tell me my friend, can you imagine a place free of boundaries and lies
There's blood on the wind and it's come all of the way from faraway skies
Take me away to a different world where everything's fine

Chorus

A thousand years, one day for every life
Just keep on going, we'll find you a home underground, in a thousand years

(Instrumental break)

Sail me away to a distant shore, where everything's fine

Chorus

A thousand years, one day for every life
Just keep on going, we'll find you a home underground, in a thousand years


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These Chains

Everybody keeps talkin' about you, I can't lie anymore
Been too long, what went wrong? It's a mystery
Why you ever walked out that door
What direction should I go? Girl what's next for me, I don't know

Chorus:
Is it gonna get easier than tryin' to break these chains around my heart
Ohhh ohhh
Does it ever get easier, without you I can't pull these chains apart
Ohhh ohhh

I see your face when I look in the mirror
I feel your touch but you're not there
Wakin' up, had enough of this dream of mine, girl this just isn't fair
What direction should I go? Girl what's next for me, I don't know

Chorus

Day by day, until they break, ohhh ohhh

Chorus repeats out


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Home Of The Brave

Everything's gonna be alright boys, help is on the way
Hold your head up high now, there's no need to cry now
We're not running anymore

Leave the politics behind boys, they're not working anymore
There's so much more at stake here, it's make or break here
Haven't we been here before - tell me what we're waiting for

Chorus:
You gotta remember, you don't have to be afraid
You still have the freedom to learn, and say what you wanna say
You gotta remember, don't let 'em take away
The land we call the home of the brave

Who sings the song of the people, you don't hear it anymore
I heard it late last summer, to the beat of a different drummer
It never sounded quite like that before

So you're trying to shake this feeling, that trouble's right outside the door
You lie awake each dark night, like a time bomb wound up too tight
A storm in waiting, just offshore - tell me what we're waiting for

Chorus

(Instrumental break)

Chorus repeats 2x

Ik ben na de eerste tekst afgehaakt, als je het niet erg vindt. Ik vond die van Stef Bos mooier.

Het niveau van een gemiddeld Sinterklaas-gedicht, wat ik hierboven lees...

Ik heb het zo in het algemeen totaal niet voor teksten en lyrics. Ik betrap me er vaak op dat ik teksten wel kan meezingen zonder nog maar te beseffen waar het nummer over gaat. Wat een bepaalde artiest te zeggen heeft, hoor ik liever door de muziek zelf, maar af en toe zijn er toch lyrics die tot me doordringen (al gaat het dan meestal over samples). Zoals de volgende:

Isn't it true,
that for most people,
the real world is a certain house on a definite street.
Doesn't the real world consist of perhaps say, 50 or a 100 or so faces.
And isn't everything and everyone else just a name in a newspaper,
an image on a screen ...
close your eyes,
stop up your ears,
and there is no world.

~Tara King Th - Psychic Science.

Mooi tekstfragment Onderhond...

Nog eentje van de Bloodhound Gang om het filosofische/poëtische gehalte van dit topic wat terug te dringen .

Lift your head up high and blow your brains out!

Do you still go to raves?,
Do you think that Christ saves?,
Do you spend your days in a Purple Haze?,
Do you contemplate what a grape nut is?,
Or could you live drinkin' your own whiz?,
Are you hooked on a feeling are you hooked on gin-n-tonics?,
Are you hooked on fistin are you hooked on phonics?,
Did you ever have sex with a box of Kleenex?,
Did you like the movie Malcolm X?,
Or do you own a record by Stryper?,
Do you have a mongoloid cousin wearin' diapers?,
Were you born and raised in New Jersey?,
Did you like the taste of Crystal Pepsi?,
Are you deaf?,
Well if you are you can't hear me,
But what's the use of living if your ear's be?,
Broken even if I spoke clearly,
You're still not able to hear me,
Cause life is a game that no one wins,
But you deserve a headstart the way your life's goin',
So throw in the towel cause your life ain't shit,
No take that towel and hang yourself with it,
Life's short and hard like a body-building elf,
So save the planet and kill yourself,
If you're feeling down-and-out with what your life's all about,
Lift your head up and blow your brains out,
Lift your head up high and blow your brains out,
Lift your head up high and blow your brains out,
Lift your head up high and blow your brains out.

Does your girlfriend look like the chick from M*A*S*H?,
Dead ringer for Klinger with a thicker mustache?,
When you're at a get-together does everybody always ask?,
Ain't no Halloween party why's she wearin' that mask?,
Does she got more Chins than the Chinese phone book?,
Would you rather make out with a rusty fish hook?,
Does she stick to linoleum when she squats?,
Does she look pregnant although she's not?,
Did you first see your boyfriend on Cops?,
Or at a Star Trek convention or on top?,
Of your best friend or maybe at Wendy's?,
Workin' third shift late New Years' Eve?,
Does he live under a bridge scare kids and kill squirrels?,
Does he do kegstands until he hurls?,
Could a blind man mistake his complexion for Braille,
Does he have time to sit around and wait for the mail,
Life is a game that no one wins,
But you deserve a headstart the way your life's goin',
So throw in the towel cause your life ain't shit,
No take that towel and hang yourself with it,
Life's short and hard like a body-building elf,
So save the planet and kill yourself,
If you're feeling down-and-out with what your life's all about,
Lift your head up and blow your brains out,
Lift your head up high and blow your brains out,
Lift your head up high and blow your brains out,
Lift your head up high and blow your brains out.

So take your life instead of taking it for granted,
I'm thinking you should can it I think I'll help you plan it,
Live today like it's gonna be your last,
Hang out blow your mind have yourself a gas,
I hope you take this the wrong way,
And misinterpret what I say,
Rewind and let me reverse,
Backwards like Judas Preist first did.

Cause life is a game that no one wins,
But you deserve a headstart the way your life's goin',
So throw in the towel cause your life ain't shit,
No take that towel and hang yourself with it,
Life's short and hard like a body-building elf,
So save the planet and kill yourself,
If you're feeling down-and-out with what your life's all about,
Lift your head up and blow your brains out,
Lift your head up high and blow your brains out,
Lift your head up high and blow your brains out,
Lift your head up high and blow your brains out.

Keihard meezingen en je een scheur lachen om de gezichten van je ouders .

Marion - The Program

Ever get the feeling you're losing control?
You make mistakes that enhance
The taste of your lows
Ever get the feeling you're losing control?
Your thoughts are spaced
And there's not that much that you know


Marion - Sleep

And in my sleep I dreamt that you found me
Well I've found my feet so come and run with me


Neil Leyton - Fading Ways Manifesto

right now / right now on the path towards a humanistic future / we present the fading ways manifesto / because bad entertainment is the product of a capitalist society bent on filling the hands of the diseased and the idle-minded largely to prevent them from thinking


The Conscience Pilate - This Angel (Waiting To Happen)

i'm an angel / i'm the big decision / the end you've always wanted / i'm a martyr / i'm the easy answers / the kiss of life / i'm a fake

en helemaal vergeten:

Neil Leyton - Shake

the thing my tv sells me/is not who I want to be

Weenie in a Bottle van Weird Al Yankovic vind ik toch wel grappig

It feels like I've been alone too long With no girls around, My mind was wondering, Thinking of some way, to release it

I looked in the kitchen, Saw some crisco oil and thats when my blood started to boil Oooohhh yeah

Ow, ow, ow! (Uh-oh) Ow, ow, ow! (oh god, what did I just do?!)

No-one wanted to be with me, had to make my dream come true I wanted to hump something, I didn't know what to do It seemed like a good idea, and no-one else was around I stuck my weenie in a bottle, and now I can't get it out

(stuck my weenie in a bottle today, gonna shove it up all the way, I stuck my weenie in a bottle, oh no, i can't, just can't, someone help me out)

Its turning purple, all the feeling's gone Now where did I put that friggin' phone? Dialling 911

Please pick up, I'm in alot of pain This was supposed to feel good, now I'm suffering Oh please answer

Denver 911, what is your emergency? Ow, ow, ow! Hello? Ow, ow, ow! Sir, what seems to be the problem?

No-one wanted to be with me, had to make my dream come true I wanted to hump something, I didn't know what to do It seemed like a good idea, and no-one else was around I stuck my weenie in a bottle, and now I can't get it out

You stuck your weenie in a bottle, oh my
You must be a really lonely guy,
You stuck your weenie in a bottle, thats a first
Don't worry sir, we're sending somebody out
Hey Pam, this guy's got his weenie stuck in a bottle!
No way!
He does!
What a friggin' loser!
Wait, sir, we're sending somebody out
AHAHAHAHAHAHA!

(He's in here, lets break the door down!Stand back! OH MY GOD! AHAHAHAHA!)

No-one wanted to be with him, he had to make his dream come true, he wanted to hump something, I (HE) didn't know what to do, it seemed like a good idea, and no-one else was around, he stuck his weenie in a bottle, now I (HE) can't get it out!

Ok, relax kid, we're gonna get this thing off ya! Ok Harry get ready. PULL, PULL, PULL!

Stuck my weenie in a bottle today, now now, now I can't get it out

Om even de link met moviemeter te maken ... misschien moet je Visitor Q maar eens zien Melkor. Vervang "bottle" door "corpse", en je hebt ongeveer een gelijkaardige joke, maar met beeld

Through these city nightmares you'd walk with me
And we'd talk of it with idealistic assurance
That it wouldn't tear us apart
We'd keep our heads above the blackened water
But there's no room for ideals in this mechanical place
And you're gone now

Through a grimy window that I can't keep clean
Through billowing smoke that's swallowed the sun
You're nowhere to be seen

Do you think our desires still burn
I guess it was desires that tore us apart
There has to be passion
A passion for living, surviving
And that means detachment
Everybody has a weapon to fight you with
To beat you with when you are down
There were too many defences between us

Doubting all the time
Fearing all the time
Doubting all the time
Fearing all the time
That like these urban nightmares
We'd blacken each other skies

When we passed the subways we tried to ignore our fate there
Of written threats on endless walls
Unjustified crimes carried in stifled calls
Would you walk with me now through this pouring rain
It used to mingle with our tears then dry the hopes that we left behind
It rains even harder now

[Anne Clark - Our Darkness]

Big Balls- ACDC


I'm upper, upper class high society
God's gift to ballroom notoriety
And I always fill my ballroom
The event is never small
All the social papers say I've got the biggest balls of all

CHORUS
I've got big balls
I've got big balls
And they're such big balls
Dirty big balls
And he's got big balls,
And she's got big balls,
But we've got the biggest balls of them all!

And my balls are always bouncing
My ballroom always full
And everybody comes and comes again
If your name is on the guest list
No one can take you higher
Everybody says I've got great balls of fire!

CHORUS

Some balls are held for charity
And some for fancy dress
But when they're held for pleasure,
They're the balls that I like best.
And my balls are always bouncing,
To the left and to the right.
It's my belief that my big balls should be held every night.

CHORUS

Heb om deze lyric zo gelachen, maar omdat hij gewoon zo vreselijk slecht is.
Jhae feat bumba - big ass titties
Download voor het maximale genot!

HOOK:
Lindsay Lohan - She Got Some Big Ass Titties
Mariah Carey - She Got Some Big Ass Titties
Halle Berry - She Got Some Big Ass Titties
Angelina Jolie Got Some Big Ass Titties

VERSE 1:
It don't matter if you C cups or D cups whatever
I'm tryna get in your ass without spending my cheddar
Cuz bitches know better I'm hotter than a nigga that's wearing fow sweaters
And nine times outta ten I leave they panties mo' wetter
So do the math put it together If you got big ass titties I'm down for whatever
Shit man, I'm spending my cheddar
Cuz this bitch got some titties like dayuuum!
Ma, c'mon gimme titties
Ma c'mon lemee see that
Ma, c'mon gimme titties
Ma c'mon lemee see tha
I need to see them C cups D cups yeah
I need to see them A cubs B cups yeah
I need to see them C cups D cups yeah
I need to see them A cubs B cups yeah

HOOK:
Lindsay Lohan - She Got Some Big Ass Titties
Mariah Carey - She Got Some Big Ass Titties
Halle Berry - She Got Some Big Ass Titties
Angelina Jolie Got Some Big Ass Titties
Lindsay Lohan - She Got Some Big Ass Titties
Mariah Carey - She Got Some Big Ass Titties
Halle Berry - She Got Some Big Ass Titties
Angelina Jolie Got Some Big Ass Titties

VERSE 2:
Well you know I had a bitch with big ass titties
Man me and her used to run through the city/
She said she ran the city she want me to call her Diddy/
Well look here, ma don't even call you with me/
Right now and I'm fuckin so you know you suckin/
In a big Lex truck and yeah Bumba be bustin them nuts on hoes/
I'm losing control big titties got me right back on my flow, oh!
I wanted to fuck Vivica Fox until she fucked with 50 now I don't want it/
Haha Ain't I a hater or somethin, but look here bitches be suckin Now and Laters and nothin/
But in my pants is something for you to get down undo my buttons bitch quit frontin/
I know you love stuntin 101 go head and give me some one on one/

HOOK:

VERSE 3:
Man, How could I forget Ashlee Simpson
Need a chick to lipsync on the dick like Ashlee Simpson/
And I ain't talkin about Marge Simpson or Bart Simpson yeah that's the Simpson/
With the big 'ol titties the tatas the mammaries/
And I'd definetly fuck another member of her family/
That's, Jessica Simspon with them titties, them big ol titties/
What about them Hilton twins?
They ain't got no titties if you down come with me lets roll/
Look ma, take off your bra, in the back of the truck we on a see-saw, up and down and up they go/
And I cop that coke so the price, down it go/
Psych I ain't got that coke I got that poke for the bitches with the big slope in the front of they chest/
yeah I'm trying to fuck a bitch like alienness/
From an outer space planet that's where I be/
Cuz i be fucking like I got a fuckin victory hangin in the lines/
Yeah that's the lines that drawn when you try to fuck me over bitch I'm gone/
I'm trying to ride out in something big on twenty four inches, take a lil swig/
From the, flask, yeah I got that shit in it, that vodka that sprite yeah I got that shit in it/

HOOK:

Ik vind Altered Boy van Exodus erg apart, hoewel de songtekst nogal kwetsend over kan komen voor gelovigen onder ons. De tekst gaat over... ja lees het zelf maar

Unholy pedophile
Preying on the innocent
Protected by the papacy
So called men of enlightenment
Children fingered by the hand of God
Raped in the name of Christ
They took a vow of chastity
Yet have torn asunder so many a life

Chorus:
Chickenhawks of the Catholic Church
Out to save and destroy
They have become the priest of burden
And he's become an altered boy

Men so benevolent
In a position of trust
Molesting children by the score
Rendering young life straight into the dust
They're church is their Golgotha
Crucified by the priest
Child becomes the victim
Holy Father becomes the beast

Multi-million dollar payouts
Restitution for their crimes
This vile sickness
Cut so many down in their prime
All the bishops and the cardinals
Tried to hide it away
In the parish and cathedrals
The predators come to prey

Dankzij het weer moest ik ineens hieraan denken:

Drs. P - Dodenrit

We rijden met de trojka door 't eindeloze woud
Het vriest een graad of dertig, het is winter en vrij koud
De paardehoeven knersen in de pasgevallen sneeuw
't Is avond in Siberië, en nergens is een leeuw

We reizen met de kinderen, al zijn ze nog wat jong
Door 't eindeloze woud waarover ik zo-even zong
Een lommerrijk en zeer onoverzichtelijk terrein
Waarin men zich gelukkig prijst dat er geen leeuwen zijn

We zijn op weg naar Omsk, maar de weg daarheen is lang
En daarom vullen wij de tijd met feestelijk gezang
Intussen gaat zich iets bewegen in de achtergrond:
Iets donkers en iets talrijks, en het lijkt me ongezond

Ze zijn nog vrij ver achter ons, ik zie ze echter wel
Het is een hele massa en ze lopen nogal snel
En door ons achterna te lopen halen zij ons in
Wat onvoordelig uit kan pakken voor een jong gezin

De donkere gedaanten zijn bijzonder vlug ter been
Ze lopen op vier poten, en ze kijken heel gemeen
Ze hebben grote tanden, dat is duidelijk te zien
Het zijn waarschijnlijk wolven, en kwaadaardig bovendien

Al is de toestand zorgelijk, ik raak niet in paniek
Ik houd de moed erin door middel van de volksmuziek
We kennen onze bundel en we zingen heel wat af
Terwijl de wolven nader komen in gestrekte draf

Het is van hier naar Omsk nog een kleine honderd werst
't Is prettig dat de paarden net vanmiddag zijn ververst
Wel jammer dat de wolven ons toch hebben ingehaald
Men ziet de flinke eetlust die hun uit de ogen straalt

We doen heel onbekommerd en we zingen continu
Toch moet er iets gebeuren onder moeders paraplu
En zonder op te vallen overleg ik met mijn vrouw
"Wie moet er aan geloven," vraag ik, "toe, bedenk eens gauw"

"Moet Igor het maar wezen?", "Nee, want Igor speelt viool"
"Wat vind je van Natasja?", "Maar die leert zo goed op school!"
"En Sonja dan?", "Nee, Sonja niet, zij heeft een mooie alt"
Zodat de keus tenslotte op de kleine Pjotr valt

Dus onder het gezang pak ik het ventje handig beet
Daar vliegt hij uit de trojka met een griezelige kreet
De wolven hebben alle aandacht voor die lekkernij
Nog vierentachtig werst en o, wat zijn wij heden blij

We mogen Pjotr wel waarderen om zijn eetbaarheid
Want daardoor raken wij die troep voorlopig even kwijt
Zo jagen wij maar voort als in een gruwelijke droom
Ajo ajo ajo al in die hoge klapperboom

Daar klinkt weer dat gehuil, en onze hoop is weer verscheurd
De wolven zijn terug en nu is Sonja aan de beurt
Daar gaat het arme kind, zij was zo vrolijk en zo braaf
Nog achtenzestig werst en in Den Haag daar woont een graaf

Ik zit nog na te peinzen en mijn vrouw stort menig traan
En kijk daar komen achter ons de wolven al weer aan
Dus Igor, 't is wel spijtig maar jij wordt geen virtuoos
Nog tweeënvijftig werst en daar was laatst een meisje loos

Nu Igor is verwijderd hebben wij weer even rust
Maar nee, daar zijn de wolven weer, op nog een part belust
De doodskreet van Natasja snijdt ons pijnlijk door de ziel
Nog zesendertig werst en in blauwgeruite kiel

Mijn vrouw en ik zijn over, dus we zingen een duet
En als 't even mee wil zitten halen we het net
Helaas, ik moet haar afstaan aan de hongerige troep
Nu nog maar twintig werst en Hoeperdepoep zat op de stoep

Ik zing nu weer wat lustiger want Omsk komt in zicht
Ik maak een sprong van blijdschap en verlies mijn evenwicht
Terwijl de wolven mij verslinden, denk ik "Dat is pech
Ja Omsk is een mooie stad, maar net iets te ver weg"

(Trojka hier, trojka daar)
Ja, je ziet er veel dit jaar
(Trojka hier, trojka daar)
Overal zit paardehaar
(Trojka hier, trojka daar)
Steeds uit voorraad leverbaar
(Trojka hier, trojka daar)
Zachtjes snort de samovaar
(Trojka hier, trojka daar)
Met een Slavisch handgebaar
(Trojka hier, trojka daar)
Doe het zelf met naald en schaar
(Trojka hier, trojka daar)
Is dat nu niet wonderbaar
(Trojka hier, trojka daar)
Twee halfom en een tartaar
(Trojka hier, trojka daar)
Een liefdadigheidsbazaar
(Trojka hier, trojka daar)
Hulde aan het gouden paar
(Trojka hier, trojka daar)
Foei hoe suffend staat gij daar
(Trojka hier, trojka daar)
Moeder is de koffie klaar
(Trojka hier, trojka daar)
Kijk daar loopt een adelaar
(Trojka hier, trojka daar)
Is hier ook een abattoir
(Trojka hier, trojka daar)
Basgitaar en klapsigaar
(Trojka hier, trojka daar)
Flinkgebouwde weduwnaar
(Trojka hier, trojka daar)
Leve onze goede Tsaar!

Hier mag uiteraard They Might Be Giants niet ontbreken, ik post hier Istanbul (Not Constantinople) maar, maar eigenlijk kun je het hele album Flood hier wel neerzetten.

They Might Be Giants - Istanbul (Not Constantinople)

Istanbul was Constantinople
Now it's Istanbul, not Constantinople
Been a long time gone, Constantinople
Now it's Turkish delight on a moonlit night

Every gal in Constantinople
Lives in Istanbul, not Constantinople
So if you've a date in Constantinople
She'll be waiting in Istanbul

Even old New York was once New Amsterdam
Why they changed it I can't say
People just liked it better that way

So take me back to Constantinople
No, you can't go back to Constantinople
Been a long time gone, Constantinople
Why did Constantinople get the works?
That's nobody's business but the Turks

Istanbul (Istanbul)
Istanbul (Istanbul)

Even old New York was once New Amsterdam
Why they changed it I can't say
People just liked it better that way

Istanbul was Constantinople
Now it's Istanbul, not Constantinople
Been a long time gone, Constantinople
Why did Constantinople get the works?
That's nobody's business but the Turks

So take me back to Constantinople
No, you can't go back to Constantinople
Been a long time gone, Constantinople
Why did Constantinople get the works?
That's nobody's business but the Turks

Dat lied hebben ze een keer bij de Muppet Show gedaan! Dat was echt supergaaf.

Eén van de grappigste songteksten die ik ken is van Tom Waits. Met de muziek en Waits' stem erbij wordt de pret uiteraard verdriedubbeld.

FRANK'S WILD YEARS

Frank settled down in the Valley
and he hung his wild years
on a nail that he drove through
his wife's forehead
he sold used office furniture
out there on San Fernando Road
and assumed a $30,000 loan
at 15 1/4 % and put down payment
on a little two bedroom place
his wife was a spent piece of used jet trash
made good bloody marys
kept her mouth shut most of the time
had a little Chihuahua named Carlos
that had some kind of skin disease
and was totally blind. They had a
thoroughly modern kitchen
self-cleaning oven (the whole bit)
Frank drove a little sedan
they were so happy

One night Frank was on his way home
from work, stopped at the liquor store,
picked up a couple Mickey's Big Mouths
drank 'em in the car on his way
to the Shell station, he got a gallon of
gas in a can, drove home, doused
everything in the house, torched it,
parked across the street, laughing,
watching it burn, all Halloween
orange and chimney red then
Frank put on a top forty station
got on the Hollywood Freeway
headed north

Never could stand that dog

Dat is inderdaad een goede! Misschien leuk om te weten, Lee Sankey heeft er een vervolg op geschreven.

'Frank's Brother' was inspired by 'Frank's Wild Years', written by the genius Tom Waits. I would like to thank Tom and Kathleen for their cooperation and for suggesting the printing of Tom's original lyrics next to my sequel in the album booklet.

FRANK'S BROTHER

Any hope Frank’s Brother had for that town had died the day the fridge magnet store opened. He’d packed and moved out into the woods where he could be alone.

Mikey asked if that was a top forty station he could just make out behind his brother's crackly voice. This worried him because Frank only listened to that kind of music when he was feeling wild. Frank asked if he could stay for a while. “You haven’t burnt your house down again...have you Frank?” Frank asked if he could hear a bird in the background...

Frank's brother was annoyed to hear about the house fire. Not that he gave a damn about the house or Frank’s inept bloody mary making wife, but he liked Carlos, and that was no way for a dog to die. Visually impaired or not. Mikey imagined the plastic iguana that his brother kept on his dashboard, next to the sock he used to demist his windows, grinning wickedly at his owner's rebellious lapse from reality.

Mikey’s pet cockatoo squawked triumphantly as it knocked another mug off the draining board, one of his owner's favourites too. A souvenir from an old trip to Paris...Texas. Mikey had acquired what he would only refer to as 'the bird' after losing a bet to a woman called Melissa. He didn’t like to talk about it as he and the cockatoo didn’t get on. The china breaking was happening too regularly to be a coincidence and half of his collection had been smashed in what could only be described as an experiment by the cockatoo to conclusively prove that china cannot fly. Mikey had pleaded with the bird that this was already a well known fact but the cockatoo’s commitment and passion remained undiminished. Mikey now suspected the bird was actually vindictive.

Sometimes he was certain he could see the bird smile as it surveyed the smashed china from its perch, hopping with wild excitement when his current owner stooped down to pick up the pieces. Perhaps he would set fire to his lost wager when it was on one of its regular excursions up the chimney. Although this was strictly against the terms of the bet.

“Well can I stay?” said Frank. Mikey explained that this was the last time he would help out his brother in this way. He put the phone down, lit the stove. Frank would be arriving at any moment.

Frank's Brother is dedicated to Tom Waits.

Die ken ik ook ja. Deze tekst vind ik trouwens wel een stuk minder grappig. De stem van die kerel (niet Sankey zelf, geloof ik) is dan weer wel erg goed.

Zekers, dat mag duidelijk zijn. Maar ja, dan heb je het ook wel over Tom Waits he!

Naakt
Rennen
Poepen
en schreeuwen
In een weiland
Dat is vrijheid

Naakt
Rennen
Vellen schijten
Schreeuwen
In een Weiland
Dat is vrijheid

Alleen
Klimmen
Bovenop een berg
Met je kop in de lucht
Dat is vrijheid

De Raggende Mannen zijn toch ware meesters van de Nederlandse taal. Geen enkele Nederlandstalige band die zulke poëtische taal bezigt en nog gelijk heeft ook.

Om dit topic weer nieuw leven in te blazen, ik vind dit een geslaagde songtekst:

Tell me the legends of long ago
When the kings and queens would dance in the realm of the Black Rose
Play me the melodies I want to know
So I can teach my children, oh

Pray tell me the story of young C£ Chulainn
How his eyes were dark his expression sullen
And how he'd fight and always won
And how they cried when he was fallen

Oh tell me the story of the Queen of this land
And how her sons died at her own hand
And how fools obey commands
Oh tell me the legends of long ago

Where the mountains of Mourne come down to the sea
Will she no come back to me
Will she no come back to me

Oh Shenandoah I hear you calling
Far away you rolling river
Roll down the mountain side
On down on down go lassie go

Oh Tell me the legends of long ago
When the kings and queens would dance in the realms of the Black Rose
Play me the melodies so I might know
So I can tell my children, oh

My Roisin Dubh is my one and only true love
It was a joy that Joyce brought to me
While William Butler waits
And Oscar, he's going Wilde

Ah sure, Brendan where have you Behan?
Looking for a girl with green eyes
My dark Rosaleen is my only colleen
That Georgie knows Best

But Van is the man
Starvation once again
Drinking whiskey in the jar-o
Synge's Playboy of the Western World

As Shaw, Sean I was born and reared there
Where the Mountains of Mourne come down to the sea
Is such a long, long way from Tipperary


Zoals je ziet staat het vol met verwijzingen naar Ierse poëten, liedjes en legenden en een voetballer

Om in Ierland te blijven...

I was an unmarried girl
I'd just turned twenty-seven
When they sent me to the sisters
For the way men looked at me
Branded as a jezebel
I knew I was not bound for Heaven
I'd be cast in shame
Into the Magdalene laundries

Most girls come here pregnant
Some by their own fathers
Bridget got that belly
By her parish priest
We're trying to get things white as snow
All of us woe-begotten-daughters
In the steaming stains
Of the Magdalene laundries

Prostitutes and destitutes
And temptresses like me--
Fallen women--
Sentenced into dreamless drudgery ...
Why do they call this heartless place
Our Lady of Charity?
Oh charity!

These bloodless brides of Jesus
If they had just once glimpsed their groom
Then they'd know, and they'd drop the stones
Concealed behind their rosaries
They wilt the grass they walk upon
They leech the light out of a room
They'd like to drive us down the drain
At the Magdalene laundries

Peg O'Connell died today
She was a cheeky girl
A flirt
They just stuffed her in a hole!
Surely to God you'd think at least some bells should ring!
One day I'm going to die here too
And they'll plant me in the dirt
Like some lame bulb
That never blooms come any spring
Not any spring
No, not any spring
Not any spring

Deze link verduidelijkt het e.e.a.

Oh.. de Magdalena kloosters! Triest verhaal...

Ik vind Eigen Wereld van Opgezwolle een erg leuke/goede tekst hebben. Een stukje:

..we zijn geen george cloonies, niks van boogies
of loekie de leeuw, groupies die schreeuwen
op je pas gewassen jas poepende meeuwen
op golflengtes, radiofrequenties, van drie voor twaalf
top piratenzenders, friic en steve en beatmaker delic
samen sneller dan dat je op een tafeltennistafel tafeltennist
ik geef je m'n parate kennis
(drie maal drie is negen) we zingen ons eigen lied,
druk een brief in een fles met een belangrijke boodschap
van de zeerover met een houten poot en een ooglap..

Heb je The Magdalene Sisters gezien? Prachtige film!

Jep... echt zielig hoor. En in realiteit schenen die nonnen nog erger te zijn.

Eigenlijk vind ik de gehele tekst van Romeo and Juliet van de Dire Straits één lang stuk prachtige poëzie

A lovestruck romeo sings a streetsus serenade
Laying everybody low with me a lovesong that he made
Finds a convenient streetlight steps out of the shade
Says something like you and me babe how about it ?

Juliet says hey it’s romeo you nearly gimme a heart attack
He’s underneath the window she’s singing hey la my boyfriend’s back
You shouldn’t come around here singing up at people like that
Anyway what you gonna do about it ?

Juliet the dice were loaded from the start
And I bet and you exploded in my heart
And I forget the movie song
When you wanna realise it was just that the time was wrong juliet ?

Come up on differents streets they both were streets of shame
Both dirty both mean yes and the dream was just the same
And I dreamed your dream for you and your dream is real
How can you look at me as if I was just another one of your deals ?

Where you can fall for chains of silver you can fall for chains of gold
You can fall for pretty strangers and the promises they hold
You promised me everything you promised me think and thin
Now you just says oh romeo yeah you know I used to have a scene with him

Juliet when we made love you used to cry
You said I love you like the stars above I’ll love you till I die
There’s a place for us you know the movie song
When you gonna realise it was just that the time was wrong juliet ?

I can’t do the talk like they talk on tv
And I can’t do a love song like the way it’s meant to be
I can’t do everything but I’d do anything for you
I can’t do anything except be in love with you

And all I do is miss you and the way we used to be
All do is keep the beat and bad company
All I do is kiss you through the bars of a rhyme
Julie I’d do the stars with you any time

Juliet when we made love you used to cry
You said I love you like the stars above I’ll love you till I die
There’s a place for us you know the movie song
When you gonna realise it was just that the time was wrong juliet ?

A lovestruck romeo sings a streetsus serenade
Laying everybody low with me a lovesong that he made
Finds a convenient streetlight steps out of the shade
Says something like you and me babe how about it ?