• 11.737 nieuwsartikelen
  • 164.307 films
  • 10.537 series
  • 30.592 seizoenen
  • 620.451 acteurs
  • 194.422 gebruikers
  • 9.058.414 stemmen
Avatar
 

Geniale songteksten

zoeken in:
avatar van Flipman

Flipman (redacteur)

  • 6494 berichten
  • 1088 stemmen

Ja, maar ik kom niet zo vaak op MusicMeter, over

muziek vind ik 't wat moeilijker discussiëren. Over

films weet ik gewoon meer, dus is 't leuk als er

toch nog iets over muziek ook op deze site

staat.


avatar van SelmaDuim

SelmaDuim

  • 4907 berichten
  • 730 stemmen

Dustyfan schreef:

Best leuke teksten hoor, maar hoort dit topic inmiddels niet beter thuis op MusicMeter? Evt. verplaatsen?

Er is daar allang een dergelijk topic.

Meerdere zelfs.


avatar van Flipman

Flipman (redacteur)

  • 6494 berichten
  • 1088 stemmen

Er zaten 'n paar fouten in de tekst van Never Understand:

NEVER UNDERSTAND

The Jesus And Mary Chain

sung by Jim

The sun comes up another day begins

And I don't even worry about the state I'm in

Head so heavy and I'm looking thin

But when the sun goes down I wanna start again

You never understand me

You never understand me

Yeah

Stop, turn around and take a look at me

Why don't you take a second and tell me what you see

Things you see you only disagree

You never understand that's what I want to be

You never understand me

You never understand me

Yeah

Not wishing to hide but you just can't see me

I tell you the truth but you don't believe me

Thinking of love but I can't hear what you're saying

Tomorrow I'm leaving

Cause I'm not stayin'

Yeah....

(Uh huh huh)


avatar van its my life

its my life

  • 200 berichten
  • 0 stemmen

deze is geweldig

JEREMY

Pearl Jam

At home, drawing pictures of mountain tops with him on top

Lemin yellow sun, arms raised in a V

And the dead lay in pools of maroon below

Daddy didn't give attention

Oh, to the fact that mommy didn't care

King Jeremy the wicked...oh, ruled his world...

Jeremy spoke in class today... (2x)

Clearly I remember pickin' on the boy

Seemed a harmless little fuck

Ooh, but we unleashed a lion...

Gnashed his teeth and bit the recess lady's breast...

How can I forget?

And he hit me with a surprise left

My jaw left hurtin'...ooh, dropped wide open

Just like the day...oh, like the day I heard

Daddy didn't give affection, no...

And the boy was something that mommy wouldn't wear

King Jeremy the wicked...oh, ruled his world

Jeremy spoke in class today... (3x)

Woo... (14x)

Try to forget this...try to forget this...

Try to erase this...try to erase this...

>From the blackboard...

Jeremy spoke in class today... (2x)

Jeremy spoke in, spoke in... (2x)

Jeremy spoke in class today...

Woo... (29x)

Woooooohhh...spoke in, spoke in...

Woooooohhh...uh huh, uh huh...


avatar van Rujar

Rujar

  • 2871 berichten
  • 3816 stemmen

The Doors met The End uit Apocalypse Now...

Niet zo zeer goed, maar wel erg vreemd...! Wat het mag betekenen ik wete het niet...:s

This is the end

Beautiful friend

This is the end

My only friend, the end

Of our elaborate plans, the end

Of everything that stands, the end

No safety or surprise, the end

I’ll never look into your eyes...again

Can you picture what will be

So limitless and free

Desperately in need...of some...stranger’s hand

In a...desperate land

Lost in a roman...wilderness of pain

And all the children are insane

All the children are insane

Waiting for the summer rain, yeah

There’s danger on the edge of town

Ride the king’s highway, baby

Weird scenes inside the gold mine

Ride the highway west, baby

Ride the snake, ride the snake

To the lake, the ancient lake, baby

The snake is long, seven miles

Ride the snake...he’s old, and his skin is cold

The west is the best

The west is the best

Get here, and we’ll do the rest

The blue bus is callin’ us

The blue bus is callin’ us

Driver, where you taken’ us

The killer awoke before dawn, he put his boots on

He took a face from the ancient gallery

And he walked on down the hall

He went into the room where his sister lived, and...then he

Paid a visit to his brother, and then he

He walked on down the hall, and

And he came to a door...and he looked inside

Father, yes son, I want to kill you

Mother...i want to...fuck you

C’mon baby, take a chance with us

C’mon baby, take a chance with us

C’mon baby, take a chance with us

And meet me at the back of the blue bus

Doin’ a blue rock

On a blue bus

Doin’ a blue rock

C’mon, yeah

Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill

This is the end

Beautiful friend

This is the end

My only friend, the end

It hurts to set you free

But you’ll never follow me

The end of laughter and soft lies

The end of nights we tried to die

This is the end


avatar van Diesel

Diesel

  • 9412 berichten
  • 0 stemmen

its my life schreef:

JEREMY

Pearl Jam

Noem je dat geniaal?!

Dit is pas geniaal:

BOB DYLAN - Joey

Born in Red Hook Brooklyn in the year of who knows when

Opened up his eyes to the tune of an accordion

Always on the outside whatever side there was

When they asked him why it had to be that way "Well" he answered

"just because".

Larry was the oldest Joey was next to last

They called Joe "Crazy" the baby they called "Kid Blast"

Some say they lived off gambling and running numbers too

It always seemed they got caught between the mob and the men in

blue.

Joey, Joey

King of the streets child of clay

Joey, Joey

What made them want to come and blow you away.

There was talk they killed their rivals but the truth was far

from that

No one ever knew for sure where they were really at

When they tried to strangle Larry, Joey almost hit the roof

He went out that night to seek revenge thinking he was

bulletproof.

The war broke out at the break of dawn it emptied out the

streets

Joey and his brothers suffered terrible defeats

Till they ventured out behind the lines and took five prisoners

They stashed them away in a basement called them amateurs.

The hostages were trembling when they heard a man exclaim

"Let's blow this place to kingdom come let Con Edison take the

blame"

But Joey stepped up, and he raised his hand and said, "We're not

those kind of men

It's peace and quiet that we need to go back to work again".

Joey, Joey

King of the streets child of clay

Joey, Joey

What made them want to come and blow you away.

The police department hounded him, they called him Mr. Smith

They got him on conspiracy, they were never sure who with

"What time is it" said the judge to Joey when they met

"Five to ten" said Joey. The judge says, "That's exactly what

you get".

He did ten years in Attica, reading Nietzche and Wilhelm Reich

They threw him in the hole one time for trying to stop a strike

His closest friends were black men 'cause they seemed to

understand

What it's like to be in society with a shackle on your hand.

When they let him out in '71 he'd lost a little weight

But he dressed like Jimmy Cagney and I swear he did look great

He tried to find the way back into the life he left behind

To the boss he said, "I've returned and now I want what's mine".

Joey, Joey

King of the streets child of clay

Joey, Joey

What made them want to come and blow you away.

It was true that in his later years he would not carry a gun

"I'm around too many children", he'd say, "they should never

know of one"

Yet he walked right into the clubhouse of his lifelong deadly

foe

Emptied out his register, said, "Tell 'em it was Crazy Joe".

One day they blew him down in a clam bar in New York

He could see it coming through the doors as he lifted up his

fork

He pushed the table over to protect his family

Then he staggered out into the streets of Little Italy.

Joey, Joey

King of the streets child of clay

Joey, Joey

What made them want to come and blow you away.

Sister Jacqueline and Carmela and mother Mary all did weep

I heard his best friend Frankie say, "He ain't dead he's just

asleep"

Then I saw the old man's limousine head back towards the grave

I guess he had to say one last goodbye to the son that he could

not save.

The sun turned cold over President Street and the town of the

Brooklyn mourned

They said a mass in the old church near the house where he was

born

And someday if God's in heaven overlooking his preserve

I know the men that shot him down will get what they deserve.

Joey, Joey

King of the streets child of clay

Joey, Joey

What made them want to come and blow you away.

(Geschreven door Bob Dylan en Jacques Levy. Joey gaat over de beruchte Italiaans-Amerikaanse gangster Joey Gallo, voor wie Dylan duidelijk symphatie heeft. Geniale lyrics en prachtige muziek)


avatar van U-96

U-96

  • 11870 berichten
  • 1846 stemmen

...


avatar van GerwinF

GerwinF

  • 1643 berichten
  • 0 stemmen

I keep hearing you're concerned about my happiness.

All that thought you're giving me is conscience, I guess.

If I were walking in your shoes, I wouldn't worry none.

While you and your friends are worrying 'bout me, I'm having lots of fun.

Counting flowers on the wall,

That don't bother me at all.

Playing Solitaire till dawn,

With a deck of fifty-one.

Smoking cigarettes and watching Captain Kangaroo.

Now, don't tell me I've nothing to do.

Last night I dressed in tails, pretended I was on the town.

As long as I can dream, it's hard to slow this swinger down.

So please don't give a thought to me, I'm really doing fine.

You can always find me here, having quite a time.

Counting flowers on the wall,

That don't bother me at all.

Playing Solitaire till dawn,

With a deck of fifty-one.

Smoking cigarettes and watching Captain Kangaroo.

Now, don't tell me I've nothing to do.

Well, it's good to see you, I must go, I know I look a fright.

Anyway my eyes are not accustomed to this light.

And my shoes are not accustomed to this hard concrete.

So I must go back to my room and make my day complete.

Counting flowers on the wall,

That don't bother me at all.

Playing Solitaire till dawn,

With a deck of fifty-one.

Smoking cigarettes and watching Captain Kangaroo.


avatar van Gizzmann

Gizzmann

  • 5615 berichten
  • 2631 stemmen

Smashing Pumpkins - Bullet with Butterfly Wings

The world is a vampire, sent to drain

Secret destroyers, hold you up to the flames

And what do I get, for my pain

Betrayed desires, and a piece of the game

Even though I know-I suppose I'll show

All my cool and cold-like old job

Despite all my rage I am still just a rat in a cage

Then someone will say what is lost can never be saved

Despite all my rage I am still just a rat in a cage

Now I'm naked, nothing but an animal

But can you fake it, for just one more show

And what do you want, I want to change

And what have you got

When you feel the same

Even though I know-I suppose I'll show

All my cool and cold-like old job

Despite all my rage I am still just a rat in a cage

Then someone will say what is lost can never be saved

Despite all my rage I am still just a rat in a cage

Tell me I'm the only one

Tell me there's no other one

Jesus was the only son

Tell me I'm the chosen one

Jesus was the only son for you

Despite all my rage I am still just a rat in a cage

And I still believe that I cannot be saved

(ik zal eerlijk zijn, heb de lyrics gewoon ge-copy+paste van internet, maar ik vind het een briljante tekst )


Gast

  • berichten
  • stemmen

Let op: In verband met copyright is het op MovieMeter.nl niet toegestaan om de inhoud van externe websites over te nemen, ook niet met bronvermelding. Je mag natuurlijk wel een link naar een externe pagina plaatsen, samen met je eigen beschrijving of eventueel de eerste alinea van de tekst. Je krijgt deze waarschuwing omdat het er op lijkt dat je een lange tekst hebt geplakt in je bericht.

* denotes required fields.