Karma Police - RADIOHEAD

[שמוצה]

Karma Police - RADIOHEAD

Karma police, arrest this man He talks in maths He buzzes like a fridge He's like a detuned radio Karma police, arrest this girl Her Hitler hairdo is Making me feel ill And we have crashed her party This is what you get This is what you get This is what you get when you mess with us Karma Police I've given all I can It's not enough I've given all I can But we're still on the payroll This is what you get This is what you get This is what you get when you mess with us And for a minute there, I lost myself, I lost myself And for a minute there, I lost myself, I lost myself For for a minute there, I lost myself, I lost myself For for a minute there, I lost myself, I lost myself Phew, for a minute there, I lost myself, I lost myself

 

[שמוצה]

ניצוצות - ברי סחרוף ורמי פורטיס

כן אנחנו שניים האוייב שהוא חבר אני זה התחפושת ובפנים אדם אחר צועק אל הירח בוכה ומקלל מסתובב כמו כלב מוכה ומיילל זה כמו מכת חשמל, וזה זורם ומעוות את חוש הזמן לאן, אני הולך ומסתבך ניצוצות של הבנה שוב חולפים כמו סרט נע כמו רוח סערה הם מקלפים עוד חלקים מהקליפה אוו... אוו... הפחד מטפטף כמו רעל ונספג כמו נשיקה אני זה המלכודת שבוי בלא תקווה רוצה לפתוח דלת נסגר ולא יוצא מנסה לברוח ותמיד תמיד חוזר זה כמו לרקוד עם שד שמחבק ולא עוזב כן הוא תמיד רעב אני הולך ומתרחק ניצוצות של הבנה שוב חולפים כמו סרט נע כמו רוח סערה הם מקלפים עוד חלקים מהקליפה

 

[MaddyD]

Symphony In Peril - Portrait

|קוד| we serve god in the image that we have painted. honor and reverence has been filtered through the sifter of our minds. cultural influenced thinking and misspoken word have distorted the truth. so many times we have taken a past experience and allowed it to carry us to the future, while new revelation is placed on the backburner. then we wonder why illumination is so dim in our lives. the more extensive our comprehension of god’s greatness, the greater god can move upon the canvas of our lives, to paint a portrait of honor נו זה הארדקור. זה חייב להיות קצר.

 

[סקא זה רע]

אוף, זה שיר מדהים כזה.

צריך להיגמל. ||:

 

[Mooa-Numi]

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וואי, כלכך נחוץ עכשיו. King Crimson- 21st Century Schiuzoid Man Cat's foot iron claw Neuro-surgeons scream for more At paranoia's poison door Twenty first century schizoid man. Blood rack barbed wire Politicians' funeral pyre Innocents raped with napalm fire Twenty first century schizoid man. Death seed blind man's greed Poets' starving children bleed Nothing he's got he really needs Twenty first century schizoid man

 

[Mooa-Numi]

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King Crimson- I Talk To The Wind Said the straight man to the late man Where have you been I've been here and I've been there And I've been in between. I talk to the wind My words are all carried away I talk to the wind The wind does not hear The wind cannot hear. I'm on the outside looking inside What do I see Much confusion, disillusion All around me. You don't possess me Don't impress me Just upset my mind Can't instruct me or conduct me Just use up my time. I talk to the wind My words are all carried away I talk to the wind The wind does not hear The wind cannot hear.

 

[Mooa-Numi]

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King Crimson- Epitaph The wall on which the prophets wrote Is cracking at the seams. Upon the instruments of death The sunlight brightly gleams. When every man is torn apart With nightmares and with dreams, Will no one lay the laurel wreath As silence drowns the screams. Between the iron gates of fate, The seeds of time were sown, And watered by the deeds of those Who know and who are known; Knowledge is a deadly friend When no one sets the rules. The fate of all mankind I see Is in the hands of fools. Confusion will be my epitaph. As I crawl a cracked and broken path If we make it we can all sit back and laugh. But I fear tomorrow I'll be crying, Yes I fear tomorrow I'll be crying.

 

[Mooa-Numi]

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King Crimson- Moonchild Call her moonchild Dancing in the shallows of a river Lonely moonchild Dreaming in the shadow of the willow. Talking to the trees of the cobweb strange Sleeping on the steps of a fountain Waving silver wands to the night-birds song Waiting for the sun on the mountain. She's a moonchild Gathering the flowers in a garden. Lovely moonchild Drifting on the echoes of the hours. Sailling on the wind in a milk white gown Dropping circle stones on a sun dial Playing hide and seek with the ghosts of dawn Waiting for a smile from a sun child.

 

[Mooa-Numi]

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King Crimson- In The Court Of Crimson King The rusted chains of prison moons Are shattered by the sun. I walk a road, horizons change The tournament's begun. The purple piper plays his tune, The choir softly sing; Three lullabies in an ancient tongue, For the court of the crimson king. The keeper of the city keys Put shutters on the dreams. I wait outside the pilgrim's door With insufficient schemes. The black queen chants the funeral march, The cracked brass bells will ring; To summon back the fire witch To the court of the crimson king. The gardener plants an evergreen Whilst trampling on a flower. I chase the wind of a prism ship To taste the sweet and sour. The pattern juggler lifts his hand; The orchestra begin. As slowly turns the grinding wheel In the court of the crimson king. On soft grey mornings widows cry, The wise men share a joke; I run to grasp divining signs To satisfy the hoax. The yellow jester does not play But gently pulls the strings And smiles as the puppets dance In the court of the crimson king. כל השירים, אגב, לקוחים בסדר מופתי מתוך הדיסק- In The Court Of Crimson King. שזה פשוט-וואו. אחד הטובים, בהחלט. המילים עשו לי צמרמורת, אבל יכול להיות שזה בגלל המוזיקה.

 

[bubaale]

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קניתי לא מזמן, ואני שומעת אותו שוב ושוב ושוב...

 

[bubaale]

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שיר יפה...

 

[SuGaRBabe1]

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השיר הזה מפחיד אותי!!

 

[Fairies Hunter]

היי קינג קרימסון!

הלהקה האהובה על החמדמד מהלהקה הזאת של אנה. נו.

 

[bubaale]

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יש לי להקה?

[אבל קינג קרימסון זה טוב בלי כל קשר.]

 

[Fairies Hunter]

נו מורפיום

 

[bubaale]

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מורפיוס, יו מין?..

לאידעתי.

 

[Fairies Hunter]

אני כן. |;

 

[bubaale]

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ועכשיו שהפרצוף יפסיק לבכות!!

 

[Fairies Hunter]

הוא לא בוכה!

 

[אוצי שמוצי]

הלהקה של דניאל הזה, או אנערף?