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 dit heeft zo te zien niet veel zin, hier is dan maar de ontknoping + het nummer helemaal:Motörhead - Overkill  Only way to feel the noise is when it´s good and loud, So good you can´t believe it´s screaming with the crowd, Don´t sweat it, get it back to you, Overkill, Overkill On your feet you feel the beat, it goes straight to your spine, Shake your head you must be dead if it don´t make you fly, Don´t sweat it, get it back to you, Overkill, Overkill Know your body´s made to move, feel it in your guts Rock ´n´ roll ain´t worth the name if it don´t make you strut, Don´t sweat it, get it back to you, Overkill, Overkill alleen die dubbele bass-drums al! Forget Slayer, forget Metallica!
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17-12-2006, 01:47
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Om weer terug te keren naar Metallica (eigenlijk wel een cover) dan hier voor velen eindelijk de ontknoping van mijn naam: Breadfan!
Breadfan, open up your mind, open up your purse, Open up your bones, never, never gonna lose it. Breadfan, take it all away, never give an inch, Gotta make a mint, gotta make me a million. Breadfan, you got it wrong, some long time friend's Gonna lose it in the end, who's a fool. Seagull, give it all away, stay a bird, stay a man, Stay a ghost, stay what you wanna be. Loser, give it all away, never stay with the winner, With the man with all the filthy money. Come on, keep it on the side, with a ride on a record, On the top if you're gonna be a bad boy. Breadfan, you got it wrong, some long time friend's Gonna lose it in the end, who's a fool. Seagull, give it all away, stay a bird, stay a man, Stay a ghost, stay what you wanna be. En dan effe een heel goede solo. Technisch misschien niet veel bijzonders, maar ik krijg telkens weer kippevel. Of is het nou weer kippenvel? Breadfan, open up your mind, open up your purse, Open up your bones, never, never gonna lose it. Breadfan, take it all away, never give an inch, Gotta make a mint, gotta make me a million. Breadfan, you got it wrong, some long time friend's Gonna lose it in the end, who's a fool. Seagull, give it all away, stay a bird, stay a man, Stay a ghost, stay what you wanna be. Het heeft dus niks met een lekkere boterham te maken, of met onze Hilton-springer.
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#223
17-12-2006, 12:53
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ha ha  ik wou die tekst van Breadfan ook al hier hebben geplaatst, maar kwam gelukkig nog tot de conclusie dat je dat beter zelf zou kunnen doen, zoals je nu dus ook hebt gedaan.
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18-12-2006, 00:34
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Ik dank u voor uw geduld.
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23-12-2006, 23:15
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Ah, het wordt een raad de plaat-topic.
Komt ie: (even inkomen jongens en meisjes) "Kunnen jullie door een waterkraan?" "Wij kunnen door een waterkraan". "En ook door een sleutelgat?" "Ja ook door een sleutelgat!" Nou? Nou? Nou?
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23-12-2006, 23:17
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Smurfen?
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09-01-2007, 16:07
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Grappig : heel de eerste regel en het heeft duidelijk geen betrekking op jou Ik mag je zelfspot wel
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10-01-2007, 23:33
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Kon je dat nummer "Breadfan" niet Ge ehhh Baldrimmer?
Jij als groot AC/DC en o.a. ook Motörhead fan moet toch ook enigzins bekend zijn met Metallica...
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10-01-2007, 23:41
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Komen alleen maar motten uit vliegen.
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19-01-2007, 16:09
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U2 Running to stand Still
And so she woke up ]from where she was lying still Said we got to do something about where were going Step on a steam train Step out of the driving train Maybe run from the darkness in the night Singing ha la la la de day Singing ha la la la de day Sweet the sin But the bitter taste in my mouth I see seven towers But I only see one way out You got to cry without weeping Talk without speaking Scream without raising your voice, you know I took the poison, from the poison stream, Then I floated out of here Singing ha la la la de day Singing ha la la la de day She runs through the streets With her eyes painted red Under black belly of cloud in the rain In through a doorway she brings me White gold and pearls stolen from the sea She is raging She is raging and the storm blows up in her eyes She will suffer the needle chill She is running to stand still
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19-01-2007, 16:10
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U2 Heartland
See the sunrise over her skin Dont change it See the sunrise over her skin Dawn changes everything And the delta sun burns bright and violet Mississippi and the cotton wool heat Sixty-six the highway that speaks Of deserts dry Of cold grey valleys Of golden sunny heights Of bright shining cities In this heartland In this heartland In this heartland Heaven knows this is a heartland See the sunrise over her skin She feels like water on my hand Freeway like a river cuts through this land Into the side of love Like a burning spear And the poison rain Brings a flood of fear Through the ghost-ranch hills Death valley waters In the towers of steel Belief goes on and on In this heartland In this heartland In this heartland Heaven knows this is a heartland
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21-01-2007, 22:15
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Omdat ik in een melige bui ben
, hier het Limburgs volkslied:"Limburg mijn Vaderland": Waar in 't bronsgroen eikenhout, 't nachtegaaltje zingt; Over 't malse korenveld 't lied des leeuwriks klinkt; Waar de hoorn des herders schalt langs der beekjes boord: refrein: Daar is mijn Vaderland, Limburgs dierbaar oord! Daar is mijn Vaderland, Limburgs dierbaar oord! Waar de brede stroom der Maas, statig zeewaarts vloeit; Weeldrig sappig veldgewas kostelijk groeit en bloeit; Bloemengaard en beemd en bos, overheerlijk gloort: -refrein- Waar der vaad'ren schone taal klinkt met held're kracht; Waar men kloek en fier van aard vreemde praal veracht; Eigen zeden, eigen schoon, 't hart des volks bekoort: -refrein- Waar aan 't oud Oranjehuis, 't volk blijft hou en trouw; Met ons roemrijk Nederland, één in vreugd en rouw; Trouw aan plicht en trouw aan God, heerst van Zuid tot Noord: -refrein- Het schijnt overigens van beide provincies met de naam Limburg het volkslied te zijn, waarbij aan de Belgische kant van de grens het laatste couplet "vergeten" wordt.
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PETER GODWIN - IMAGES OF HEAVEN
Nothing is sacred So, give me your soul Nothing is wasted On someone like you Somebody killed me And tore out my heart, my love Somebody killed me Because of you And there's nothing I can do The media made you There's nothing I can do 'cause you don't exist you don't exist Just images of heaven that take me to hell Images of heaven Of something to sell Images of heaven Images of heaven Something posessed me An image of you, my love Video visions That play on my mind Nobody blessed me With power to reach, my love When you're an illusion You can still be divine And nobody believes In this new religion Yeah nobody believes 'cause nobody sees nobody sees Images of heaven Take me to hell Images of heaven of something to sell Images of heaven Images of heaven Images of heaven Images of heaven And there's nothing I can do The camera made you There's nothing I can do 'cause you don't exist You don't exist Just images of heaven that take me to hell Images of heaven Of something to sell Images of heaven Images of heaven
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01-02-2007, 08:55
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Nee de tekst zegt me niks . Heb ook alleen the Black Album op dubbel vinyl in 180 grams uitvoering . Troost je : James Hetfield hoor je nog meer slissen Nothing elssssssse matterssssssssssssss
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01-02-2007, 09:01
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En neen het origineel is niet van Take That
Mooiste uitvoering ooit was van Sylvester die het tijdens een concert zong . Could It Be Magic -Artist: Barry Manilow as sung on "Greatest Hits" -Arista A2L 8601 -peak Billboard position # 6 in 1975 -inspired by Chopin's Prelude In C Minor -Words and Music by Adrienne Anderson and Barry Manilow Spirit move me every time I'm near you Whirling like a cyclone in my mind Sweet Melissa, angel of my lifetime Answer to all answers I can find Baby, I love you, come, come, come into my arms Let me know the wonder of all of you Baby, I want you now, now, now, and hold on fast Could this be the magic at last? Lady, take me high upon a hillside High up where the stallion meets the sun I could love you, build my world around you Never leave you till my life is done Baby, I love you, come, come, come into my arms Let me know the wonder of all of you And baby, I want you now, now, oh, now, oh now and hold on fast Could this be the magic at last? Could it be magic? Come, c'mon, c'mon, come oh-oh come into my arms Oh, let me know the wonder of all of you, all of you Baby, I want you now, now, oh now, oh now and hold on fast Oh, could this be the magic at last? Could it be magic? Come, c'mon, c'mon, come oh-oh come into my arms Oh, let me know the wonder of all of you Baby, I want you now, now, oh now, oh now and hold on fast Oh, could this be the magic at last? Could it be magic? Etc. to end
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01-02-2007, 09:09
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Black Balloon door de Goo Goo Dolls
Baby's black balloon makes her fly I almost fell into that hole in your life And you're not thinking about tomorrow 'Cause you were the same as me But on your knees A thousand other boys could never reach you How could I have been the one I saw the world spin beneath you And scatter like ice from the spoon That was your womb Comin' down the world turned over And angels fall without you there And I go on as you get colder Or are you someone's prayer You know the lies they always told you And the love you never knew What's the things they never showed you That swallowed the light from the sun Inside your room Comin' down the world turned over And angels fall without you there And I'll go on to bring you home All because I'm All because I'm And I'll become What you became to me Prachtige tekst voor degene die de werkelijke betekenis eruit kan filteren.
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En dat is ook nog eens niet bepaald de beste plaat van Metallica...alle albums van na 1986 van hun kun je eigenlijk min of meer vergeten, wat zeg ik, hun debuut van 1983 vind ik te gek, dat album was een mijlpaal, zoiets was er voorheen niet, die plaat kan ik van begin tot eind luisteren, maar bij album 2 en album 3 (respectievelijk uit 1984 en 1986) lukt dat al niet helemaal meer...
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01-02-2007, 22:56
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Brothers in Arms
These mist covered mountains Are a home now for me But my home is the lowlands And always will be Some day you'll return to Your valleys and your farms And you'll no longer burn To be brothers in arm Through these fields of destruction Baptism of fire I've watched all your suffering As the battles raged higher And though they did hurt me so bad In the fear and alarm You did not desert me My brothers in arms There's so many different worlds So many different suns And we have just one world But we live in different ones Now the sun's gone to hell And the moon's riding high Let me bid you farewell Every man has to die But it's written in the starlight And every line on your palm We're fools to make war On our brothers in arms
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01-02-2007, 22:58
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Crucify
Every finger in the room is pointing at me I wanna spit in their faces Then I get afraid of what that could bring I got a bowling ball in my stomach I got a desert in my mouth Figures that my courage would choose to sell our now I've been looking for a savior in these dirty streets looking for a savior beneath these dirty sheets I've been raising up my hands Drive another nail in Just what God needs One more victim [Chorus:] Why do we Crucify ourselves Every day I crucify myself Nothing I do is good enough for you Crucify myself Every day And my heart is sick of being in chains Got a kick for a dog Beggin' for Love I gotta have my suffering So that I can have my cross I know a cat named Easter He says will you ever learn You're just an empty cage girl If you kill the bird I've been looking for a savior in these dirty streets looking for a savior beneath these dirty sheets I've been raising up my hands Drive another nail in Got enough guilt to start my own religion Please be Save me I cry [Chorus:] Why do we Crucify ourselves Every day I crucify myself Nothing I do is good enough for you Crucify myself Every day And my heart is sick of being in chains
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