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Kubrick / Pleymo - Episode 2 Medecine Cake (2002)

Refrain:
Take your time, your time your time your time
Everybody know you'll never be like this
Don't be worried worried worried worried
Everybody know you'll never be like this
It's my tribute to a master of his art
I think he was the one
There's no many of his kind
Danger pictures darkside pictures
Bad behaviors and a vision of the future
Hands up hands up for Stanley
Hands up hands up for Kubrick
Hands up hands up for Stanley
Hands up hands up for Kubrick
Clockwork orange, Alex devil's eyes
Horns and halos, nocturnal flies
Surrounded by voyeurs and crack smoking lawyers
Nasty ah ah Stanley fueled by the drama
And he will never be erased of the memories
His virtuosity launches me
He will always stay in my mind territory
Nasty ah ah Stanley bring it out the drama
Refrain
Eyes wide shot
How many guys copy ideas of his work
Psycho movies, palsy, ballsy
He'll stay on my mind for a long time
Crazy ah ah Stanley fueled by drama
Refrain
Hands up hands up for Stanley
Hands up hands up for Kubrick
Hands up hands up for Stanley
Hands up hands up for Kubrick
Hands up put your hands up x 4

# Posté le dimanche 22 mars 2009 06:08

Divine Excuse / Pleymo - Rock (2003)

Mais qui est en tort?
Celui qui pêche ou qui confesse?
Celui qui prend sur lui n'empêche pas son ivresse.
Mais qu'est-ce qu'ils implorent?
L'éternel et le culte le noël pour adulte
Où l'on pardonne
l'horreur de vos morts
{Refrain} :
Mais qu'est-ce qui nous tord l'ame?
Pour qu'on en demande encore.
Mais qu'est-ce qu'on implore là?
puisqu'on vous damne au final.

Où sont les remords?
De celui qui de sang est peint
Et qui s'en lave les mains
mm... Divine excuse d'abord
A quoi bon l'effort?
Si tout est permis sans interdit
De la haut tout est régit
Divine excuse encore...

...Mais qu'est-ce qui nous tord l'âme?
Pour qu'on en demande encore.
Mai qu'est-ce qu'on implore là?
puisqu'on vous damne au final...

Et l'homme créa Dieu
Un alibi à ses mentis
Un prétexte pour rassurer aussi
les paumés que nous sommes.
Il serait bien mieux de croire en l'homme
Il est c'qu'il peut
Il cherche des liens il fait c'qu'il veut
Divine excuse en somme

{Refrain}

{Break}:
Les yeux ouverts
Plantés dans la terre
Profiter du magique
nos hérétiques pratiques

{Refrain} x2

# Posté le dimanche 22 mars 2009 06:04

Chop Suey / System of A Down - Toxicity (2001)

wake up(wake up)
grab a brush and put a little makeup,
hide the scars to fade away the shakeup
(hide the scars to fade away the shakeup)
why'd you leave the keys upon the table?
here you go creat another fable

you wanted to,
grab a brush and put a little makeup,
you wanted to,
hide the scars to fade away the shakeup,
you wanted to,
why'd you leave the keys upon the table,
you wanted to

i don't think you trust
in,my,self righteous suicide,
i,cry,when angels deserve to die

wake up(wake up)
grab a brush and put a little makeup,
hide the scars to fade away the shakeup
(hide the scars to fade away the shakeup)
why'd you leave the keys upon the table?
here you go creat another fable

you wanted to
grab a brush and put a little makeup,
you wanted to,
hide the scars to fade away the shakeup,
you wanted to,
why'd you leave the keys upon the table,
you wanted to,

i don't think you trust,
in,my,self righteous suicide,
i,cry,when angels deserve to die
in my,self righteous suicide,
i,cry,when angels deserve to die

FATHER!(pogo!)POGO!(father!)POGO!(father!)RIGHT NOW!(right now!)
father into your hands,i commend my spirit,
father into your hands,

why have you forsaken me,
in your eyes forsaken me,
in your thoughts forsaken me,
in your heart forsaken,me oh,

trust in my self righteous suicide,
i,cry,when angels deserve to die,
in my self righteous suicide,
i,cry,when angels deserve to die.

# Posté le dimanche 22 février 2009 08:42

Modifié le dimanche 22 février 2009 08:55

Y'All Want A Single / KoRn - Y'all want a Single (2004)

Y'all want a single say fuck that
Fuck that, Fuck that
Y'all want a single say fuck that
Fuck that, Fuck that
Y'all want a single say fuck that
Fuck that, Fuck that
Y'all want a single say fuck that
Boom Boom Boom Boom

What's going on today? (today)
We gotta break away (away)
We got a problem and
I think it's going to make us go down (hey, hey, hey, hey)

They think we're all the same (the same)
And always we're to blame (to blame)
For shit I think is lame (is lame)
It's time to stop the game (the game)
I think it's time to pay for everything you made me say

Y'all want a single say fuck that (fuck that)
Fuck that, Fuck that (fuck that) (x4)

What's going on today? (today)
Why must it be this way? (this way)
We're going nowhere and
We're still knocking the need to bow down (hey, hey, hey, hey)

They think we're all the same (the same)
And always we're to blame (to blame)
For shit I think is lame (is lame)
It's time to stop the game (the game)
I think it's time to pay for everything you made me say

Y'all want a single say fuck that (fuck that)
Fuck that, Fuck that (fuck that) (x4)

We are the ones breaking you down
We are the hope to drown out your sounds
All Across the world you've fed what you found
All Across the world you're breaking you down

Y'all want a single say fuck that
Fuck that, FUCK THAT SHIT (x4)
Fuck

Y'all want a single say fuck that
Fuck that, Fuck that
Wanna single say fuck that
Fuck that, fuck that

Y'all want a single say fuck that
Fuck that, Fuck that (x2)

Y'all want a single say fuck that (fuck that)
Fuck that, Fuck that (fuck that) (x4)

# Posté le dimanche 22 février 2009 08:38

Modifié le dimanche 22 février 2009 08:55

Welcome to the black parade / My Chemical Romance - The Black Parade (2006)

Welcome to the black parade

When I was a young boy,
my father took me into the city,
to see a marching band.

He said "Son when you grow up,
would you be the savior of the broken,
the beaten and the damned?"




He said "Will you defeat them,

your demons and all the non believers?
The plans that they have made?

Because one day I'll leave you,
a phantom to lead you in the summer,
to join the black parade."

When I was a young boy,
my father took me into the city,
to see a marching band.
He said "Son when you grow up,
would you be the savior of the broken,
the beaten and the damned?"

Sometimes I get the feeling
she's watching over me.
And other times I feel like I should go.

When through it all,
the rise and fall,
the bodys in the streets.
And when you go,
we want you all to know:

We'll carry on, we'll carry on.
And though you're dead and gone, believe me,
your memory will
carry on, will carry on.
Until my heart I can't contain it,
the anthem won't explain it.

A woman sends you reeling
from decimated dreams.
Your misery and hate will kill us all.
So paint it black and take it back,
and let's shout out loud and clear.
Defiant to the end, we hear the call.

To carry on, we'll carry on
And though you're dead and gone, believe me,
your memory will
carry on, will carry on.
And though you're broken and defeated,
the weary widow marches on.

On and on we carry through the fears, (Oh, oh, oh)
disappointed faces of your peers. (Oh, oh, oh)
Take a look at me,
'cause I cannot carry on.

Do or die,
you'll never make me.
Because the world,
will never take my heart.
Though you try,
you'll never break me.
You want it all,
you wanna play this part.

I won't explain,
or say I'm sorry.
I'm unashamed,
I'm gonna show my spark.
Give a cheer,
for all the broken.
Listen here,
what you're telling me.

I'm just a man,
I'm not a hero.
Just a boy,
let me sing this song.
I'm just a man,
I'm not a hero.
I - don't -- care!

We'll carry on, we'll carry on
And though you're dead and gone, believe me,
your memory will
carry on, you'll carry on.
And though you're broken and defeated,
the weary widow marches on ...

Do or die,
you'll never make me.
Because the world,
will never take my heart.
Though you try,
you'll never break me.
I want it all,
I wanna play this part. (We'll carry on!)

Do or die,
you'll never make me. (We'll carry on,
Because the world, (we'll carry on,)
will never take my heart.
Though you try, (we'll carry...)
you'll never break me.
I want it all,
I wanna play this part.

# Posté le jeudi 05 février 2009 09:20