Love The King Of Emotion - Songlyrics (Seite 2115)

[Heizkessel]

wer kennt denn noch diese herren?




Sixty-eight Guns

And now they`re trying to take my life away
Forever young I cannot stay
Hey
On every corner I can see them there
They don`t know my name they don`t know my kind
They`re after you with their promises
(Promises of love)
They`re after you to sign your life away
(Yeah, yeaoh)

Sixty-eight Guns will never die
Sixty-eight Guns our battle cry
Sixty-eight Guns
Sixty-eight Guns
Oh, the Sixty-eight

Living in the backstreets
That`s our home from home
The painted walls were all we`ve ever known
‘The Guns Forever` that`s our battle cry
It is the flag that we fly so high
For every day they`ll try and drag us down
(Drag us down and down)
I cry with anger I have done no crime
No
(Yeah, yeaoh)

Sixty-eight Guns will never die
Sixty-eight Guns our battle cry
Sixty-eight Guns will never die
Sixty-eight Guns our battle cry
Sixty-eight Guns
Sixty-eight Guns
The Sixty-eight

Up on the terrace I can hear the crowd roar
Sixty Eight Guns
And in the subway I can hear them whisper
Sixty Eight Guns
Through all the raging glory of the years
We never once thought of the fears
For what we`d do when the battle cry was over .
Nothing lasts forever is all they seem to tell you when you`re young

(I, I do swear
To unbreak the promise
To unbreak the vow

Unbreak it)

When you`re young
Have no illusion, no disillusion

Unbreak the promise
Unbreak the vow
Uphold the promise

SIXTY EIGHT GUNS

Sixty-eight Guns will never die
Sixty-eight Guns our battle cry
Sixty-eight Guns will never die
Sixty-eight Guns our battle cry
Sixty-eight Guns
Sixty-eight Guns
The sixty eight guns
Sixty eight guns
The sixty eight guns

[MissB.Hagen]

hawkie - love to love you, baby (too)
Bin heute sowieso "Misty Blue".
Mein (eigener) Kinks-Text hat mir wieder einmal den Rest gegeben

[hawkhead]

Für meine Ohren eine der schönsten Rockballaden ever 08:23min.


U.F.O. • Love To Love
Oh it`s been too many times and I can`t go back
Night bars, guitars, rundown motels like shacks
What it mounts up to I don`t want it at all
Lost you and I want you today

Missy green and blue
Want to love to love you
Misty green and blue
Love to love to love you

To be something, to be near you
Don`t say that you`ll never know
Want to love to love you

Half the time it could seem funny
The other half is just too sad
This west bound moon`s only rise and fall
Lost you and I want you today

Misty green and blue
Want to love to love you
Misty green and blue
Love to love to love you

To be something, to be near you
I don`t know where I`m goin` to
I`ve tried and I need you to stay

[hawkhead]

Mann Cockney, hast Du ein Glück! Hannover ist das einzige U.F.O./U.J.Roth-Concert, wo Jutta die Vorgruppe gibt
Dafür hab ich Missy und Dolcetto im Hauptproramm

Anhören kann man Jutta heute schon:
http://home.vr-web.de/ralf.basten/jw2_hoermal.htm

Und ihre website ist:
http://www.jutta-weinhold.de

[fixbutte]

Iguana
#1774 unten fiese Scheitel

[CockneyRebel]

.
Der Frauentag ist gleich vorbei...

Damit ihr mich auch als Frauenunterstützer versteht - Freitag lerne ich Jutta Weinhold kennen!
.

[hawkhead]

Hey ... Jutta Weinhold ist wieder da



"Macbeth", von William Shakespeare, den das Böse mit mörderischem Ehrgeiz vergiftet, so dass er zum heimtückischen Killer wird. Die "Metamorphose", die Geschichte der "Verwandlung" von Franz Kafka. Ein Beispiel, wie heuchlerich, grauenvoll eine saubere Familie aus der Mitte der bürgerlichen Gesellschaft werden kann. Der "Blues-Metal" vereint beide Musikformen in einer poetischen Betrachtung über die Zeit, die gerne nimmt, aber nicht so gerne gibt. "The sword is singing its deadly song" Kulturen kommen, Kulturen gehen, und über allem steht das Schwert, das unermüdlich sein tödliches Lied singt.

Aber wir wollen nicht die Hauptsache vergessen - den harten, schweren Beat - mit meisterhaften Gitarren, exzellentem, virtuosem Schlagzeug und allem, was sonst noch dazu gehört.

In diesem Sinne.
Lasst uns mit WEINHOLD die bösen Geister vertreiben ein für allemal.

Kai Reuter: guitar, Philippe Candas: drums, Jutta Weinhold: vocals
Produced by Kai Reuter.
words: Jutta Weinhold
music: Kai Reuter, Jutta Weinhold

[Iguana]

...it`s ladies day...

...im männerdominierten metalbereich setzten sie sich durch als eine der wenigen rein weiblich besetzten combos...

PHANTOM BLUE


WHY CALL IT LOVE?

Why do they say it makes the world go `round?
From what I`ve seen it just goes up and down
What in the world could make you feel so sad?
I`m letting go of what I`ve never had

I can`t believe
Sometimes it`s hard to see
I fell for you and now it brings me to my knees

Why call it love?
I call it pain
Why call it love?
Can`t you see what it`s done to me?
Love, love
Why call it love?

When hearts can turn to stone
Why do they say it would last so long?
From what I`ve seen it`s here and then it`s gone
It`s a fine line between love and pain
So much to lose and yet so much to gain

I can`t believe
Sometimes it`s hard to see
I fell for you and now it brings me to my knees


Why call it love?
I call it pain
Why call it love?
Can`t you see what it`s done to me?
Love, love
Why call it love?



iguana

[Heizkessel]

außerdem könnte man mal wieder der kapelle huldigen, die dem thread die titelzeile ausgeliehen hat.

Winter Sky


The stories of the world are sung
In places that were never young
I have counted every one
All the clouds will come to you
So the sun never comes through
And we will hide from twenty years
Of winter sky
The faces of the world are hung
In places I was never born
Some will smile while others mourn
All the clouds will come to you
So the sun never comes through
And we will hide from twenty years
Of winter sky
The pictures of the world are shown
In places I have never known
Who will know who shaped the stone
All the clouds will come to you
So the sun never comes through
And we will hide from twenty years
Of winter sky
Still it turns and says to me
In words that come uneasily
Answers are not meant to be
All the clouds will come to you
So the sun never comes through
And we will hide from twenty years
Of winter sky

[Heizkessel]

ich kann´s nicht lassen:

up the down escalator

I’m gazing at faces staring blankly at me
I suppose it’s just a sgn of the times
They tell me tomorrow will never arrive
But ive seen it end a million times

I lost my direction while doging the flak
Oh give me a hint or something
Now they can erase us at the flick of a switch
How long will they wait no

There must be something wrong boys

Obnoxious actions
Teachers who refuse to be taught
Distortred pictures and dizzy dizzy people
Rush by me at the speed of thought
Sitting at tables and throwing the scraps
For christ’s sake leave them something

Now they can erase us at the flick of a switch
Will they hesitate no

There must be something wrong boys
They’re dragging me down
Eden there’s no eden anyway
They’re dragging me down
You either swim or you drown