9 Songs
When I remember Lisa, I don't think about our clouds
or her work, or where she was from or what she said.
I think about her smell, her taste
her skin searching mine
The first time I met her was the Brixton Academy
# Artist(Band):
B.R.M.C.(Black Rebel Motorcycle Club) #[# Whatever Happened To My Rock 'N' Roll(Punk Song)# ]
# You want a part of me #
# You want to feel something more than I could ever bring #
# You want it badly You want it tangled #
# I want to feel something more #
# than I was strangled I fell in love #
# I gave my heart to a simple chord #
# I gave my soul to a new religion #
# rock and roll? #
# Whatever happened to my rock'n'roll? #
# She wants to feel something more than she was naked #
# You want to hide away You're scared to touch it #
# I want to feel something more than #
# I care to take. I fell in love with the sweet sensation #
# I gave my heart to a simple chord #
# I gave my soul to a new religion #
# to our rock'n'roll? #
# to my rock'n'roll? #
# You can't have it crying #
# Neither with your disguise. #
# Was so sweet, yes #
# She's not the leader of religion #
Go save your soul, ok?
Where are you going?
I have a meeting this morning. An appointment
with my supervisor
The Antarctic
A continent of ICE
A place where no man had ever been until its 20th century
# Artist:
The Von Bondies # C'mon C'mon ## On another day. C'mon, c'mon #
# With these ropes I tied can we do no wrong? #
# Now we grieve cause now is gone #
# Things were good when we were young #
# I can see the blood of a thousand men #
# who have come and gone #
# Now we grieve cause now is gone #
# Things were good when we were young. Is it safe to say? #
# C'mon, c'mon. #
# Was it right to leave? C'mon, c'mon #
# Will I ever learn? #
# C'mon, c'mon. #
# C'mon, c'mon. #
# As I make my way... C'mon, c'mon. #
# These better nights that seem too long #
# Now we grieve #
# cause now is gone #
# Things were good when we were young #
# With my teeth locked down I can see the blood #
# Of a thousand men who have come and gone #
# Now we grieve cause now is gone #
# Things were good when we were young #
# Is it safe to say? C'mon, c'mon. #
# Was it right to leave? C'mon, c'mon. #
# Will I never learn? #
# C'mon, c'mon. #
# C'mon, c'mon. #
# Is it safe to say? C'mon, c'mon. #
# Was it right to leave? C'mon, c'mon. #
# Will I never learn? #
# C'mon, c'mon. #
# C'mon, c'mon. #
# And know this day these deepened wounds #
# don't heal so fast #
# Can't hear me croon #
# of a million lies that speak no truth #
# of a time gone by that now is through #
Oh Baby, pay attention to me?
Who's gonna make your breakfast?
Ah, yes.
F*** me
- F*** you? /- Please... Please?
- Say again, again.. Again? /- Please!
Sit
Come here
F*** me
F*** me
Put me inside you
Do it faster.
F*** me faster.
Come inside me!
Come inside me! Come on...!
Coffee?
Yeah...
- Why not? '/- I will put it back on you
Do you think I look like a boy?
Yeah, so I like it
Boy?
Girl?
I feel it big muscle
Look like wings!
You look like an angel
There's a big clog
Only unhappy people abhor dancing.
- How's Americans dance? /- Like this
- Um... Turn around /- Like this?
I guess they can't help it
This is how we dance raves in America
This is how we dance in England
That's fantastic
I think we will make love without using a condome
No!
Why? I did all the test... make sure I am clean
I know
But I like better this way
Can I take a bath
Yeah... you should... Dick is stink
Hello, Natasha.
Ahh... Not I was fine.. I jusk kind a finish work and came home
What happend to you?
Um. mm! You always get all the good boys..! Um.. What's the name?
Umm... I'm comming in to work at six
Yah... I'll see you then.. OK.. Bye
Natasha always comes back at the boutique
You know stories about this really grand man she meets
Really.. Really f***ing weird man
The weirdest people comming to our bar... the princes,
Sons of whoever, daughters of whoever and the girlfriends and boyfriends...
prostitute of God knows what...
I went out with a guy who always had a briefcase with him
And rumor had it that is filled 20,000 Euros at all times
Did you have seen the money?
I saw 10,000 of it
# Artist:
Elbow 'Fallen Angel'## Roostin' #
# in this place #
# whats'erface #
# You don't need #
# Choose your favourite shoes #
# And keep your blues #
# Drag your feathers #
# 'cross the dancefloor #
# Throw your shapes electric blue #
# You don't need #
# Choose your favourite shoes And keep your blues #
- Woman /- Man
- Blue /- White
Ocean
Waves
Desert
Storm
Loves
Us
Yeah!
# Artist:
Franz Ferdinand 'Michael'## So sexy #
# You're sexy. Come and dance with me #
Those glasses are so ugly
tried look ugly
It look stupid
tried look stupid
# So close now. Come dance with me #
# Come and dance with me Come and dance with me #
# Michael, you're a boy #
# with all the leather hips #
# Sticky hair, stickyhips, stubble
on my sticky libs Michael, you're the only... #
I have a... once in colombia
once in Germany, when I was in highschool
And I.. have... an English boy friend
Ahh... isn't this romantic?
Beautiful morning...
No it's not... it's gray
Hang on.. I don't want to... scared to death..
The only reason I would screaming marriage is about I really loved it
That so boring
I will be with you nude beach!
Matt, don't go in the water, it's cold
I can't take you anywhere!
I love you!
I love you!
# Artist:
Primal Scream 'Movin' on Up'## I was blind #
# now I can see. #
# You made a believer, out of me #
# I was blind, now I can see #
# You made a believer #
# out of me #
# I'm movin' on up now #
# Gettin' out of the darkness #
# I was lost #
# now I'm found #
# I believe in you #
# I've got no bounds #
# I was lost #
# now I'm found #
# I believe in the rock and roll #
# I got no bounds #
# I'm movin' on up now #
# Gettin' out of the darkness #
# shines #
# shines #
# We like to shine #
# shines #
# shines, shines #
# shines, shines #
# shines, shines #
# shines #
# shines #
# shines, shines #
# shines #
# shines #
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