Love The King Of Emotion - Songlyrics (Seite 2088)

[Heizkessel]

und aus der zeit, wo wir noch Haare auf´m Kopp hatten, und Frisuren irre wichtig waren:




A Flock Of Seagulls

transfer affection

hold on, hold on

I`m trying to transfer affection,
Trying to feel factor four.
Trying to change my direction,
To go where I was once before.

Don`t try to tell me now that I`m out here on my own;
And there`s no way to carry on.
Don`t try to tell me that there`s nothing left to hide;
Nothing inside.

I`m trying to break all connections,
Burning a hole in my heart.
Trying to transfer affection
Is starting to tear me apart.

Don`t try to tell me now that I`m out here on my own;
And there`s no way to carry on.
Don`t try to tell me that there`s nothing left to hide;
Nothing inside.

Don`t try to tell me now that I`m out here on my own;
And there`s no way to carry on.
Don`t try to tell me that there`s nothing left to hide;
Nothing inside.

I`m tired, but then on reflection,
It`s so hard to open my eyes;
To try reaching out for affection,
It`s so hard to break the disguise.

Hold on, hold on

[Heizkessel]

und aus der rubrik:

Was ist eigentlich aus Gregg Alexander geworden?


Wie die Zeit vergeht... Anglermützen sind auch schon wieder aus der Mode.


New Radicals
you get what you give


Wake up kids
We`ve got the dreamers disease
Age fourteen
They got you down on your knees
So polite
You`re busy still saying please

Frienemies
Who when you`re down ain`t your friend
Every night
We smash their mercedes-benz
First we run
And then we laugh `till we cry

But when the night is falling
And you cannot find the light
If you feel your dream is dying
Hold tight

You`ve got the music in you
Don`t let go
You`ve got the music in you
One dance left
This world is gonna pull through
Don`t give up
You`ve got a reason to live
Can`t forget you only get what you give

Four a.m. we ran a miracle mile
We`re flat broke
But hey we do it in style
The bad rich
God`s flying in for your trial

But when the night is falling
And you cannot find a friend
You feel your tree is breaking
Just then

You`ve got the music in you
Don`t let go
You`ve got the music in you
One dance left
This world is gonna pull through
Don`t give up
You`ve got a reason to live
Can`t forget
You only get what you give

This whole damn world can fall apart
You`ll be ok follow your heart
You`re in harms way I`m right behind
Now say you`re mine

You`ve got the music in you
Don`t let go
You`ve got the music in you
One dance left
This world is gonna pull through
Don`t give up
You`ve got a reason to live
Can`t forget
You only get what you give
Don`t let go
We feel the music in you
Fly high
What`s real can`t die
You only get what you give
You`re gonna get what you give
Just dont be afraid to leave

Health insurance rip off lying fda big bankers buying
Fake computer crashes dining
Cloning while they`re multiplying
Fashion mag shoots
With the aid of 8 dust brothers beck hanson
courtney love and marilyn manson
You`re all fakes
Run to your mansions
Come around
We`ll kick your ass in

[Heizkessel]

@ig - #2033 stimmt

aus der rubrik One Hit Wonder:



Bran Van 3000

drinking in L.A.

Hi, my name is Stereo Mike.

Yeah, we got three tickets to the Bran Van
concert happening this Monday night at
the Pacific Pallisades. You can all dial in
if you want to answer a couple of
questions, namely, what is Todd`s favourite
cheese. Jackie just called up and said
it was a form of Roquefort. We`ll see about
that...

Give us a ring-ding-ding! It`s a beautiful
day.

Yeah Todd, this is Liquid
ring-a-ding-a-dinging, want those three Bran Van
tickets man. Waddya think? Todd, you there?

I woke up again this morning with the sun in
my eyes,
When Mike came over with a script surprise.
A Mafioso story with a twist,
A "Too Wong Foo, Julie Newmar" hit,
Get your ass out of bed, he said:
I`ll explain it on the way.

But we did nothing, absolutely nothing that
day, and I say:
What the hell am I doing drinking in L.A. at
26?
I got the fever for the flavour, the payback
will be late, still I need a fix.

And the girls on the bus kept on laughing at
us,
As we rode on the ten down to Venice again.
Flaring out the G-Funk,
Sipping on a juice and gin,
Just me and a friend.
Feeling kinda groovy,
Working on a movie. (Yeah right!)

But we did nothing, absolutely butkis that
day, and I say:
What the hell am I doing drinking in L.A. at
26?

With my mind on my money and my money on
my... Beer, beer!

I know that life is for the taking, so I
better wise up, and take it quick.

Yeah, one more time at Trader Vic`s.

Some men there wanted to hurt us,
And other men said we weren`t worth the
fuss.
We could see them all bitching by the bar,
About the fine line, between the rich and
the poor.
Then Mike turned to me and said:
"What do you think we got done son?"

We`ve got a conclusion, and I guess that`s
something, so I ask you:
What the hell am I doing drinking in L.A. at
26?
I got the fever for the nectar, the payback
will be late, still I need a fix.

We need to fix you up, call me Monday and
maybe we`ll fix it all up.

L.A., L.A., L.L.A, L.A.
L.A., L.A., L.L.A, L.A.
L.A., L.A., L.L.A.

[wangert]

@heizkessel
kann dir nur zustimmen hatte die tour zweimal gesehn einmal in köln und in strassbourg,war jedesmal top.
@iguana dein bild öffnet sich nicht aber da steht was von u2 und homer,da kann es sich ja nur um die simpson folge mit bono handeln ich weiss nur noch dass als ich die folge das erstemal sah vor lauter freude und staunen total vergass,dieselbe aufzunehmen.mist
mfg.wangert "absolutbonogestört"

[Iguana]

...kann man das perfekte liebeslied schreiben?... i don`t know... nun ja Peter Gabriel ist mit diesem song jedenfalls ziemlich nahe dran...

PETER GABRIEL

IN YOUR EYES


Love I get so lost, sometimes
Days pass and this emptiness fills my heart
When I want to run away
I drive off in my car
But whichever way I go
I come back to the place you are

All my instincts, they return
And the grand facade, so soon will burn
Without a noise, without my pride
I reach out from the inside

In your eyes
The light the heat
In your eyes
I am complete
In your eyes
I see the doorway to a thousand churches
In your eyes
The resolution of all the fruitless searches
In your eyes
I see the light and the heat
In your eyes
Oh, I want to be that complete
I want to touch the light
The heat I see in your eyes

Love, I don`t like to see so much pain
So much wasted and this moment keeps slipping away
I get so tired of working so hard for out survival
I look to the time with you to keep me awake and alive

And all my instincts, they return
And the grand facade, so soon will burn
Without a noise, without my pride
I reach out from the inside

In your eyes
The light the heat
In your eyes
I am complete
In your eyes
I see the doorway to a thousand churches
In your eyes
The resolution of all the fruitless searches
In your eyes
I see the light and the heat
In your eyes
Oh, I want to be that complete
I want to touch the light,
The heat I see in your eyes
In your eyes In your eyes
In your eyes In your eyes
In your eyes In your eyes


iguana

[Iguana]

hey heizi und wangert - wer von euch hat sich denn da inkognito zu U2 auf die bühne gesellt...


thanx dolce - den Great White sänger Jack Russell fand ich schon immer klasse. die scheibe muss ich auf jeden fall antesten.

iguana

[Heizkessel]

hey wangert, die U2 Zooropa Tour ist für mich das beeindruckendste Konzerterlebnis bis heute




the fly


(Oh, baby child)


It`s no secret that the stars are falling from the sky
It`s no secret that our world is in darkness tonight
They say the sun is sometimes eclipsed by a moon
You know I don`t see you when she walks in the room


It`s no secret that a friend is someone who lets you help
It`s no secret that a liar won`t believe anyone else
They say a secret is something you tell one other person
So I`m telling you...child


A man will beg
A man will crawl
On the sheer face of love
Like a fly on a wall
It`s no secret at all

Love...we shine like a
burning star
We`re falling from
the sky...tonight


It`s no secret that a conscience can sometimes be a pest
It`s no secret ambition bites the nails of success
Every artist is a cannibal, every poet is a thief
All kill their inspiration and sing about their grief
Oh love...


A man will rise
A man will fall
From the sheer face of love
Like a fly from a wall
It`s no secret at all

Love...we shine like a
burning star
We`re falling from
the sky...tonight


(Achtung Baby)

(Love...we shine like a burning star)
(We`re falling from the sky...tonight)


A man will rise
A man will fall
From the sheer face of love
Like a fly from a wall
It`s no secret at all

Love...we shine like a
burning star
We`re falling from
the sky...tonight


It`s no secret that the stars are falling from the sky
The universe exploded `cause of one man`s lie
Look, I gotta go, yeah I`m running outta change
There`s a lot of things, if I could I`d rearrange

[DOLCETTO]

welcome back mista wangert

und einen mit positiv vibes an Eviva

joo, Iguana
das ist was wirklich großes - Queen

hab grad eine CD von "Stone Cold Queen" reinbekommen,
die bringen die guten alten dinger mit heavy-druck
rüber, kommt geil in die akustik
Vocal: Jack Russell
Guitars: Bruce & Bob Kulick
Bass: Jeff Pilson
Drums: Mikkey Dee

Crazy Little Thing Called Love

This thing called
love I just can`t handle it
this thing called love I must get round to it
I ain`t ready
Crazy little thing called love
This (This Thing) called love
(Called Love)
It cries (Like a baby)
In a cradle all night
It swings (Woo Woo)
It jives (Woo Woo)
It shakes all over like a jelly fish,
I kinda like it
Crazy little thing called love

There goes my baby
She knows how to Rock n` roll
She drives me crazy
She gives me hot and cold fever
Then she leaves me in a cool cool sweat

I gotta be cool relax, get hip
Get on my track`s
Take a back seat, hitch-hike
And take a long ride on my motor bike
Until I`m ready
Crazy little thing called love

I gotta be cool relax, get hip
Get on my track`s
Take a back seat, hitch-hike
And take a long ride on my motor bike
Until I`m ready (Ready Freddie)
Crazy little thing called love

This thing called love I just can`t handle it
this thing called love I must get round to it
I ain`t ready
Crazy little thing called love

[wangert]

ive come to wish you an unhappy birthday i said no and then i shot myself so drink(or smoke )...drink,drink,drink
mfg.has the perrier gone,straight to my head....or is life plainly sick and cruel,instead? "Y E S "

[wangert]

"this is your life,don t play hard to get......
open up your mind and let me stepp inside play the game its a free world,all you have to do is play the game...........
mfg.wangertall you have to do is fallin love...... its a free world,,,,
flash ahah