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Candlemass - Tjo och tjim och inget annat
T: Ulf Peder Olrog

Vedholm å' Tjocka Lasse, Karl-Herman å' ja, (Herman å' ja,)
spelte på krogen Snuvan, var eviga da', (eviga da').
Först när vi ville fila på klassisk musik, (klassisk musik),
hördes det från publiken ett knorr å' ett skrik:

Handklaver och klarinett ska' de' va',
tjo och tjim och inge' annat.
Hoppa högt och hoppa lätt ska' vi ha,
tjo och tjim och inge' annat.

Vedholm å' Tjocka Lasse, Karl-Herman å' ja, (Herman å' ja,)
sluta på krogen Snuvan och se'n gick de' bra, (se'n gick de' bra).
Vedholm han köpte dragspel å' ja' klarinett, (ja' klarinett),
se'n gick vi kring och spelte och skråla i ett:

Handklaver och klarinett.................

Vedholm å' Tjocka Lasse, Karl-Herman å' ja, (Herman å' ja),
köpte oss krogen Snuvan och krögarn blev ja', (krögarn blev ja').
Vedholm han stod i kassan, Karl-Herman högg i, (Herman högg i),
spelte med Tjocka-Lasse vårt livs melodi:

Handklaver och klarinett.................

Vedholm å' Tjocka Lasse, Karl-Herman å' ja, (Herman å' ja,)
for så iväg till Råsunda en vacker da' (en vacker da').
Vedholm han ville filma, konsnärligt å' bra, ('snärligt å' bra),
filmen om krogen Snuvan men cheferna sa:

Att, handklaver och klarinett.................

Vedholm å' Tjocka Lasse, Karl-Herman å' ja, (Herman å' ja,)
sluta att driva Snuvan, kultur i vår sta' (kultur i vår sta').
Vedholm han köpte jordbruk, och omätligt rik (omätligt rik),
sitter vi var och en där och drar vår musik:

Handklaver och klarinett.................
 

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Vänner, vi samlats till fest

Melodi: Vi går över daggstänkta berg (zu gut deutsch: Im Frühtau zu Berge;))


Vänner, vi samlats till fest, fallera,
Och var och är välkommen gäst, fallera.
Tag fram den bästa minen,
En riktigt, riktigt fin en,
Och sen så gå vi fram för gott humör, fallera.

All stelhet lägg av och var fri, fallera,
Det hänger just på dig hur här ska bli, fallera.
Låt skrattlaviner runga,
Ikväll är alla unga,
Och alla har gått in för gott humör, fallera.

Så dricker vi nu vår första skål, fallera,
Och var och en har valt den dryck han tål, fallera.
Vad än ni har i glasen,
Ni måste bli i gasen,
Berusade av skämt och gott humör, fallera!
 

Kate McGee

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franconianpsycho.blogspot.com
For too long now, there were secrets in my mind
For too long now, there were things I should have said
In the darkness...I was stumbling for the door
To find a reason - to find the time, the place, the hour

Waiting for the winter sun, and the cold light of day
The misty ghosts of childhood fears
The pressure is building, and I can't stay away

I throw myself into the sea
Release the wave, let it wash over me
To face the fear I once believed
The tears of the dragon, for you and for me

Where I was, I had wings that couldnt fly
Where I was, I had tears I couldnt cry
My emotions frozen in an icy lake
I couldn't feel them until the ice began to break

I have no power over this, you know I'm afraid
The walls I built are crumbling
The water is moving, I'm slipping away...

I throw myself into the sea
Release the wave, let it wash over me
To face the fear I once believed
The tears of the dragon, for you and for me

Slowly I awake, slowly I rise
The walls I built are crumbling
The water is moving, I'm slipping away...

I throw (I throw)
Myself (myself)
Into the sea
Release the wave, let it wash over me
To face (to face)
The fear (the fear)
I once believed
The tears of the dragon, for you and for me

I throw (I throw)
Myself (myself)
Into the sea
Release the wave, let it wash over me
To face (to face)
The fear (the fear)
I once believed
The tears of the dragon, for you and for me
 

Rain

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Marc Shelton - Lux Aeterna

In the corner of my empty room
There is a place where sunlight dies
No seems to care
For the lost and lonely ones
Out of sight is out of mind
Still I wait for mornings warm embrace
I can't see into the dark
Is someone watching me

Now that it's all over
What can you believe in when you kiss the night
Feels like everything is dying
Give me some eternal light

People stand around as castles fall to crumbled ruins
Don't lift a finger - he might just take your money or your life
Slip away
Hide behind an epmty stare
Much safer now pretending to be blind
No more, Ican't take it any more
I'm leaving for a brighter place
So much brighter

Now that it's all over
What can you believe in when you kiss the night
Feels like everything is dying
Give me some eternal light

Not so long ago
I'd have waited for a lifetime
For the chance to think it over
Someday I hope to find
The truth in love and reason
Such things I'll never find alone

Waiting in darkness
I've gone weary of the chase
Still conscience lingers on so tired
Goodbye promise me you'll hope for something after
It's much brighter than today
So much brighter
 

Rain

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Marc Shelton - No Touch

Just apart of me afraid to call my own
Locked inside these barren walls - my heart
When she appeared I knew the meaning of emotion
But I don't remember feeling

Another part of me I need to call my own
Turns to face this precious sight - my hope
And then she said to me
I wonder why you see me like you do
Such an innocent child
Like Alice trapped in her looking glass

She is my agony my sorrow
Someone to follow through the rain
No touch no feeling of life
And here I am believing what she tells me
She's just a shadow on the pane

As the master of illusion I can't go on
Breathing life into the picture on the wall
But when she sings I hear the happiness of angels
I close my eyes
And when I look again no ones there at all

She is my agony my sorrow
Someone to follow through the rain
No touch no feeling of life
And here I am believing what she tells me
She's just a shadow on the pane

And when she came to me again
Out from the wall
She showed me her disease

It's closer now

And when she spoke to me again
She speaks in whispers only
She wanted more of me
She opened all the windows

I took her hand and I threw my mind away
Just for a moment I knew love
 

Tomatentöter

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aus aktuellem Anlass:

Avantasia - In Quest For


[Tree of Knowledge:]

Coming from the wastelands
Full of reason, common sense
Where their principles are blocking minds
And you don't understand
Giving you belief,
You never touch, you never see
But if you dare to try to grip it
you're accused for heresy

[Gabriel:]

Here I stand to find the truth
and for ought I know
You're the one to show me
You can tell my spirit how to grow

No, the more I try
The more confusion on my mind
And no matter how I try
I feel my eyes seem to stay blind

[Tree of Knowledge:]

No use in analysing, forget about alchemy
Because the secret of all truth
Is the quest for - and you'll feel

When you knock right on the door
"Forever locked" they say
A little man will let you in,
For you have always tried - to get inside

You're in quest for more to find the core
Your journey still ain't over
Your quest is your purpose, go on
You're in quest for more to find the core
It will be - never- over
Your quest is your purpose, go on ...

You're in quest for more to find the core...
 

Hex

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Komm doch liebe Kleine
sei die Meine
sag nicht Nein

du sollst bis morgen früh um Neune
meine kleine Liebste sein!
Is es dir recht
na dann bleib ich dir treu sogar bis um zehn....


*schunkel*

Auf der Reeperbahn nachts um halbeins!
 

Bart

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Eye on the TV
Cause tragedy thrills me
Whatever flavor
It happens to be

Like:
“Killed by the husband”
“Drowned by the ocean”
“Shot by his own son”
“She used the poison in his tea
And kissed him goodbye”
That’s my kind of story
It’s no fun til someone dies

Don’t look me at like
I am a monster
Frown out your one face
But with the other

Stare like a junkie
Into the TV
Stare like a zombie
While the mother holds her child
Watches him die
Hands to the sky crying,
“Why, oh why?”

Cause I need to watch things die
From a distance
Vicariously I
Live while the whole world dies
You all need and choose your own lie

...
tool - vicarious
 

Hex

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Griechischer Wein
ist so wie das Blut der Erde
komm schenk mir ein
und wenn ich dann traurig werde
liegt es daran
das ich immer träume von daheim
du musst verzeihn
 

Tomatentöter

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Ja mei, ja mei
wenn in mir um a Diandl schau
dann woa i scho genau
rund mua sei
und a wengerl resch
u mei

Mei, ja mei
de meist'n Menscha ham a Gstell
zaundrr und mager wiadawll
Mei, ja mei
A solch oane de kunnt's nia sei

Koa Hiatamadl mag i nit
hat koane dickn Wadln nit
i mag a Diandl aus da Stadt
was dicke Wadln hat.

Mei, ja mei
die Moni mit de rot'n Hoar
is schena nu wia voriges Jahr
Hat a gradnit wenig auf da Waag

Mei - u mei
de Annamiarl kenn i schon
da renn i liaba glei davon
is nix dran
hint'n und voran

Koa Hiatamadl mag i nit
hat koane dickn Wadln nit
i mag a Diandl aus da Stadt
was dicke Wadln hat.

Schen san de Landertanz
schen san de Almenkranz
drob'n auf'n Huat
baid's schen quigizen tuat.
 

Sodomy&Lust

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In den letzten Stunden musste ich das ständig hören

QUEEN - Bohemian Rhapsody

Is this the real life-
Is this just fantasy-
Caught in a landslide-
No escape from reality-
Open your eyes
Look up to the skies and see-
Im just a poor boy,i need no sympathy-
Because Im easy come,easy go,
A little high,little low,
Anyway the wind blows,doesnt really matter to me,
To me

Mama,just killed a man,
Put a gun against his head,
Pulled my trigger,now hes dead,
Mama,life had just begun,
But now Ive gone and thrown it all away-
Mama ooo,
Didnt mean to make you cry-
If Im not back again this time tomorrow-
Carry on,carry on,as if nothing really matters-

Too late,my time has come,
Sends shivers down my spine-
Bodys aching all the time,
Goodbye everybody-Ive got to go-
Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth-
Mama ooo- (any way the wind blows)
I dont want to die,
I sometimes wish Id never been born at all-

I see a little silhouetto of a man,
Scaramouche,scaramouche will you do the fandango-
Thunderbolt and lightning-very very frightening me-
Galileo,galileo,
Galileo galileo
Galileo figaro-magnifico-
But Im just a poor boy and nobody loves me-
Hes just a poor boy from a poor family-
Spare him his life from this monstrosity-
Easy come easy go-,will you let me go-
Bismillah! no-,we will not let you go-let him go-
Bismillah! we will not let you go-let him go
Bismillah! we will not let you go-let me go
Will not let you go-let me go
Will not let you go let me go
No,no,no,no,no,no,no-
Mama mia,mama mia,mama mia let me go-
Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me,for me,for me-

So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye-
So you think you can love me and leave me to die-
Oh baby-cant do this to me baby-
Just gotta get out-just gotta get right outta here-

Nothing really matters,
Anyone can see,
Nothing really matters-,nothing really matters to me,

Any way the wind blows....
 

Hex

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Asche Zu Asche

Warmer Korper / heißes Kreuz
falsches Urteil / kaltes Grab
Auf dem Kreuze lieg ich hier
sie schlagen mir die Nagel ein
das Feur wascht die Seele rein
und ubrig bleibt ein Mundvoll Asche

Asche zu Asche

Ich komm wieder / in zehn Tagen
als dein Schatten / und werd dich jagen
Heimlich werd ich auferstehen
und du wirst um Gnade flehen
dann knie ich mich in dein Gesicht
und steck den Finger in die Asche

Asche zu Asche
und Staub zu Staub
 

Hex

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Laichzeit

Er liebt die Mutter,
und von der Seite,
den Fisch
gibt er ihr selbst

Dieser häutet sich von leeren Hoden die alte Haut fällt auf den Boden

Er liebt die Schwester,
und von hinten,
der Fisch
flickt sich zum Mund.

Die Käme blutig nach zum saugen an den roten grossen Augen!

Laichzeit!
Es ist Laichzeit.

Er liebt den Hund,
Oh Gott von oben!
Der Fisch jetzt mit der Zunge küsst!
Speit tote Milch dir ins Gesicht!
Ihn anzufassen wagst du nicht.

Laichzeit!
Uberall Fischmilch!
Laichzeit!
Es ist Laichzeit.

Die Mutter hat das Meer geholt.
Laichzeit, Laichzeit!
Die Schwestern haben keine Zeit.
Laichzeit, Laichzeit!
Der Hund steht winkend am Gestade.
Laichzeit, Laichzeit!
Der Fisch brauch seine Einsamkeit.
 

*Fee

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Nicht mehr Keller :eek:
www.myspace.com
*begeistertist* :D :D *mitgröhl*

Chairs thrown and tables toppled,
Hands armed with broken bottles,
Standing no chance to win but,
We're not running, we're not running.

There's a point I think we're missing,
It's in the air we raise our fists in,
In the smiles we cast each other,
My sister, my brother.

About the time we gave up hope and
We never find these locks still open,
Stumbling on stones unturned,
The hurt we feel, we all have found.

The lives we've lost in such a change,
but all they see is treason

Although we have no obligation to stay alive
On broken backs we beg for mercy, we will survive
(Break out) I won't be left here
Behind closed doors.

Bonfires burn like beacons,
Guiding the lost and weakened.
Flames dance on crashing waves,
Guiding ships who've gone a stray

Time out, let's stop and think this through,
We've all got better things to do,
A talk in circles run in place,
Answers inches from my face.

Although we have no obligation to stay alive
On broken backs we beg for mercy, we will survive
(Break out) I won't be left here
Behind closed doors.

Black eyes, broken fingers,
Blood drips and I let it run
down my lips and to my swollen gums
When hope is non-existent,
Our instincts all scream "Run",
We never turn our backs or even bite our tongue.

Although we have no obligation to stay alive
On broken backs we beg for mercy, we will survive
(Break out) I won't be left here
Behind closed doors.
 

Linde

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www.myspace.com
rompeprop - we want gore

We are goregrindbastards & we always like it faster!!!- Aaaaahh!!!

No more dance, no more trance, fuck romance!
R&B, not for me, can't you see?!
There's only one thing, that fuckin' will bring
me joy to sing!
We want gore, we want gore, we want gore!!!

You don't have to share our vision- 'bllªªªªh!!!'
But if you're watching television- 'bllªªªªh!!!'
Make one conclusion, one decision- 'bllªªªªh!!!'
5-4-3-2-1 ignition!- 'bllªªªªh!!!'

Decapitated faggots & a rotting ugly whore,
Sockets full of maggots splattered fetus'gainst the door,
'Tween bowels & intestines fuckin' corpses on the floor,
distortion on my vocals I'm a harmonizing whore!
[2x]

WE WANT GORE!
WE WANT GORE!
WE WANT GORE!

WE - WANT - GORE!!!


eins für fee :D
kann der quark ja mal übersetzen

I AM THE DOLPHIN SPRAYHOLE FUCKER

Met m'n vrouw & kinderen ging ik naar Harderwijk,
Inderdaad ja, naar dat dolfinarium-gezeik,
Laatste voorstelling van de dag zo rond een uur of vijf,
'K heb kaartjes voor de kids, mij en m'n wijf!

Salto's, door 'n, hoepel, -SSAAAAAAI !!!! (Whaaaah!)

Tijdens al die flauwekul,
Word ik geil in bal en lul,
Dolfijnen zijn zo glad en knap,
Denk da'k m'n lat in z'n atlas flap!

Ik verstop me! En als iedereen! Eindelijk weg is trek ik 'n
flipper op het droge !!!!!!

M'n stijve pik prik ik vies lomp in z'n strakke klapgat!
Ik naai ruw z'n atlas & flikker 'm terug in het bad!

'n And're schup ik, geil gevoel,
& ik naai die glimlach van z'n smoel!

Met lange halen! Naai ik 'm in z'n kop!
En karn z'n klapgat warm!

Hysterisch boer ik schuttingtaal & stomp wa vinnen scheef,
En opgefokt pomp ik m'n scrotum in die grijsduif leeg!

Sindsdien ben ik de Flipperwipper & godverdomme gek!
Ik naai ook orka's, tuimelaars en grienden in z'n nek!- Nou!