Songteksten

[Xindar]

Gilbert o'Sullivan - Nothing Rhymed.

If I give up the seat I've been saving
To some elderly lady or man
Am I being a good boy
Am I your pride and joy
Mother please if your pleased say I am
And if while in the course of my duty
I perform an unfortunate take
Would you punish me so, unbelievably so
Never again will I make that mistake
This feeling inside me could never deny me
The right to be wrong if I choose
And this pleasure I get
>From say winning a bet
Is to lose
When I'm drinking my Bonaparte Shandy
Eating more than enough apple pies
Will I glance at my screen and see real human beings
Starve to death -
Right in front of my eyes
Nothing old, nothing new, nothing ventured
Nothing gained, nothing still-born or lost
Nothing further than proof nothing wilder than youth
Nothing older than time nothing sweeter than wine
Nothing physically, recklessly, hopelessly blind
Nothing I couldn't say
Nothing why 'cos today
Nothing rhymed

[Maedhros]

Help ik weet niet waar mijn schoenen zijn - KvK

Ojee de wekker gaat. Is het weer zo laat?
En ik lig net lekker te dromen
Ik heb geen zin om nu m'n bed al uit te komen
En volgens mij kan dat geen kwaad
Bonzen op de deur. Ik word gek van het gezeur
Van dat ik eindelijk op moet schieten
Nee m'n moeder is bepaald niet te genieten
En ook de rest heeft vast een ochtendhumeur

(Kom er nou eens uit)
Ik ben al bezig
(Kleed je nou eens aan)
Ik kan niets vinden
Ben alles kwijt!
(Het is altijd)
Wat nou, altijd?!
(Hetzelfde liedje)

Help ik weet niet waar m'n schoenen zijn
Help ik weet niet waar m'n schoenen zijn
En m'n jas is zoek en m'n tas is zoek
Waar is het nou toch allemaal gebleven?

(Help ze weet niet waar d'r schoenen zijn
Help, ze weet niet waar d'r schoenen zijn
En d'r jas is zoek en d'r tas is zoek
Waar is het nou toch allemaal gebleven?

Het zal toch niet zo zijn, kom ik op het plein
Is de hele school al binnen
Dus moet ik maar weer een vette smoes verzinnen
Dat ik moest wachten voor de trein
Met gym doen we een spel, dat is kicken ja dat wel
Maar als we ons daarna verkleden
Heb ik lol maar en is de meester niet tevreden
Omdat ik treuzel oh daar gaat alweer de bel

(Schiet nou toch eens op)
Ik ben al bezig
(Kleed je nou eens aan)
Maar ik kan niets vinden
Ben alles kwijt
(Het is altijd)
Wat nou, altijd?!
(Hetzelfde liedje)

Help (help)ik weet niet waar m'n schoenen zijn
Help (help) ik weet niet waar m'n schoenen zijn
En m'n (jas is zoek) en m'n (tas is zoek)
Waar is het nou toch allemaal gebleven?

(Help ze weet niet waar d'r schoenen zijn
Help, ze weet niet waar d'r schoenen zijn
En d'r jas is zoek en d'r tas is zoek
Waar is het nou toch allemaal gebleven?)

(Je bent een treuzelaar en een sloddervos)

(een treuzelaar en een sloddervos)

(Je bent een treuzelaar en een sloddervos)

(een treuzelaar en een sloddervos)

Ben alles kwijt
(Het is altijd)
Wat, nou altijd?!
(Hetzelfde liedje)

Help (help) ik weet niet waar m'n schoenen zijn
Help (help) ik weet niet waar m'n schoenen zijn
En m'n (jas is zoek) en m'n (tas is zoek)
Waar is het nou toch allemaal gebleven?

(Help ze weet niet waar d'r schoenen zijn
Help, ze weet niet waar d'r schoenen zijn
En d'r jas is zoek en d'r tas is zoek
Waar is het nou toch allemaal gebleven?)

(Help ze weet niet waar d'r schoenen zijn
Help, ze weet niet waar d'r schoenen zijn
En d'r jas is zoek en d'r tas is zoek
Waar is het nou toch allemaal gebleven?)

(Help ze weet niet waar d'r schoenen zijn
Help,ze weet niet waar d'r schoenen zijn
En d'r jas is zoek en d'r tas is zoek
Waar is het nou toch allemaal gebleven?)

[laura]

haha, cool liedje maedhros

[Maedhros]

Duhuh, dat is van kinderen voor kinderen

[laura]

kinderen voor kinderen is cool

[Erwipro]

Jonathan Coulton - Creepy Doll

In a town in the woods at the top of a hill
There’s a house where no one lives
So you take a big bag of your big city money there
And buy it.

But at night, the house is dark
And you’re all alone, there’s a noise upstairs
At the top of the stairs, there’s a door
And you take a deep breath and try it.

And the flashlight shows you something moving just inside the door
There’s a tattered dress and a feeling you have felt somewhere before.

And there’s the creepy doll
That always follows you
It’s got a ruined eye
That’s always open…

And there’s a creepy doll
That always follows you
It’s got a pretty mouth
To swallow you whole…

So you scream and you close the door
And you tell yourself it was just a dream
In the morning you head into town,
‘Cause you want to go antiquing.

In the store there’s a strange old man
With a wandering eye and a withered hand
When he hands you the old wooden box
You can hear his old bones creaking.

And you know what you will find inside the moment that you see
That someone carved your name into the tarnished silver key.

And there’s a creepy doll
That always follows you
It’s got a ruined eye
That’s always open…

And there’s a creepy doll
That always follows you
It’s got a pretty mouth
To swallow you whole…

And when you come home late, the doll is waiting up for you
And when you fix a snack, the doll says it would like one too
The doll is in your house and in your room and in your bed
The doll is in your eyes and in your arms and in your head – and you are crazy.

Now it’s late and you head downstairs
’Cause you just can’t sleep so you make some tea
And the doll disapprovingly asks
If you really need that much honey.
You decide that you’ve had enough
And you lock the doll in the wooden box
You put the box in the fireplace
Next to your bag of big city money.

As the smoke fills up your tiny room there’s nothing you can do
And far too late you see the one inside the box is you...

And there’s a creepy doll
That always follows you
It’s got a ruined eye
That’s always open…

And there’s a creepy doll
That always follows you
It’s got a pretty mouth
To swallow you whole…

[Drakinnetje]

Erwipro, die is mooi, ik ga dat nummer eens opzoeken.
Ik ken hem niet en zo is het gewoon een mooi gedicht.

Ik ken ook een gedicht trouwens, wat weer een songtekst is, zet hem zo neer hier.

[Erwipro]

Ja, ik vind het ook altijd wel cool als de tekst een soortvan verhaal is

[Drakinnetje]

The Raven

Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore,
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of someone gently rapping, tapping at my chamber door.
"'Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door-
Only this, and nothing more."

Ah, distinctly I remember it was in a bleak December,
And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor.
Eagerly I wished the morrow;- vainly I had sought to borrow
From my books surcease of sorrow- sorrow for the lost Lenore-
For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore-
Nameless here for evermore.

And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain
Thrilled me- filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before;
Presently to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating,
"'Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door-
Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door;-
Merely this, and nothing more."

Out into the darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing,
Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before;
But the silence was unbroken, and the stillness gave no token,
And the only word there spoken was the whispered word, "Lenore!"
This I whispered, and an echo murmured back the word, "Lenore!"-
Merely this, and nothing more.

Back into the chamber turning, all my soul within me burning,
Soon again I heard a tapping somewhat louder than before.
"Surely," said I, "surely that is someone at my window lattice:
Let me see, then, what thereat is, and this mystery explore-
Let my heart be still a moment and this mystery explore,
'Tis the wind and nothing more."

Open wide I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter,
In there stepped a stately Raven of the saintly days of yore;
Not the least obeisance made he; not a minute stopped or stayed he;
But, with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door-
Perched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door-
Perched, and sat, and nothing more.

Soon that ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling,
By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore.
"Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou," I said, "art sure no craven,
Ghastly grim and ancient raven wandering on the Nightly shore-
Tell me what thy lordly name is on this Night's Plutonian shore!"
Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore."

Now the Raven, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only
That one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour.
Nothing further then he uttered- not a feather then he fluttered-
Till I scarcely more than muttered, "other friends have gone before-
On the morrow he will leave me, as my hopes have flown before."
Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore."

Then methought the air grew denser, perfumed by an unseen censer
Swung by Seraphim whose footfalls tinkled on the tufted floor.
Once more on the velvet sinking, I betook myself to linking
Fancy unto fancy, thinking what this ominous bird of yore-
What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt and ominous bird of yore
Meant in croaking "Nevermore."

"Prophet!" said I, "thing of evil!- prophet still, if bird or devil!-
Whether Tempter sent, or whether tempest tossed thee here ashore,
Desolate yet all undaunted, on this desert isle enchanted-
On this home by horror haunted- tell me truly, I implore-
Is there- is there balm in Gilead?- tell me- tell me, I implore!"
Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore."

"Prophet!" said I, "thing of evil- prophet still, if bird or devil!
By that Heaven stretched above us- by that God we both adore-
Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn,
It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels name Lenore-
Clasp a rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore."
Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore."

"Be that word our sign in parting, bird or fiend," I shrieked, upstarting-
"Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore!
Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken!
Leave my loneliness unbroken!- quit the bust above my door!
Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!"
Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore."

Now the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting
On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door;
And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming,
And the lamplight o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor;
And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor
Will be lifted- nevermore!

Zo klinkt ie: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zFV4bHopl_g

En dit is het originele gedicht: http://www.heise.de/ix/raven/Literature/Lore/TheRaven.html

[Dennissie]

Muse - Uprising

The paranoia is in bloom, the PR
Transmissions will resume
They'll try to push drugs
Keep us all dumbed down
and hope that
We will never see the truth around

Another promise, another scene, another
A package not to keep us trapped in greed
With all the green belts wrapped around our minds
And endless red tape to keep the truth confined

They will not force us
They will stop degrading us
They will not control us
We will be victorious

Interchanging mind control
Come let the revolution take it's toll
if you could
Flick the switch and open your third eye, you'd see that
We should never be afraid to die

Rise up and take the power back, it's time the
fat cats had a heart attack, you know that
Their time is coming to an end
We have to unify and watch our flag ascend

They will not force us
They will stop degrading us
They will not control us
We will be victorious

They will not force us
They will stop degrading us
They will not control us
We will be victorious

[Erwipro]

@Drakin: dat originele gedicht is echt vet cool! Ik heb 'em mezelf maar hardop voorgelezen want anders komt 'ie niet tot z'n recht. Ik ga straks dat nummer nog es luisteren

[Xindar]

Muse - Uprising

The paranoia is in bloom, the PR
Transmissions will resume
They'll try to push drugs
Keep us all dumbed down
and hope that
We will never see the truth around

Another promise, another scene, another
A package not to keep us trapped in greed
With all the green belts wrapped around our minds
And endless red tape to keep the truth confined

They will not force us
They will stop degrading us
They will not control us
We will be victorious

Interchanging mind control
Come let the revolution take it's toll
if you could
Flick the switch and open your third eye, you'd see that
We should never be afraid to die

Rise up and take the power back, it's time the
fat cats had a heart attack, you know that
Their time is coming to an end
We have to unify and watch our flag ascend

They will not force us
They will stop degrading us
They will not control us
We will be victorious

They will not force us
They will stop degrading us
They will not control us
We will be victorious

Ik ben blij dat je zo'n goede muzieksmaak hebt.

[Maedhros]

You'll win

you'll win every fight you fight, every game you play
you can never lose, we will be by your side all the way
you'll win every fight you fight, every game you play
don't you be afraid, you will win every fight every day

never give up, my friend
if you don't see the end
if you don't see the top, don't stop
we know we know
you'll win every fight you fight, every game you play
you will reach the top, at the top, that's where you will stay

[Erwipro]

Ja, ik vind het ook altijd wel cool als de tekst een soortvan verhaal is

En dus vind ik die van Maed nogal nietszeggend

[Maedhros]

En dus vind ik die van Maed nogal nietszeggend

Dat is van Verdi, cultuurbarbaar