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Messages - muzika

muzika.2028 ljubisha,
BAJAGA POZITIVNA GEOGRAFIJA - BERLIN - MALI SLONOVI - POLJUBI ME - LIMENE TRUBE - ZNAM žOVEKA - TEKILA-GERILA - MARLENA - KOSOOKA - TAMARA - PUSTITE ME, DRUčE - PAPALINE bajaga.zip
muzika.2029 ljubisha,
FILM SVA žUDA SVIJETA - BOJE SU U NAMA - MJESEC JE VEžERAS LUD - ISTINA PIŠE NA ZIDU - SANJAM - KAD BUDU GORJELI GRADOVI - TI ZRAžIŠ ZRAKE KROZ ZRAK - NA DRUGOJ STRANI NEBA - MI NISMO SAMI - SVA žUDA SVIJETA film.zip
muzika.2030 ljubisha,
ITD BEND PLAVI VOJNIK SKIDAM TE POGLEDOM - VEZA 202 - MAJKO ZEMLJO - GRADSKE CURE - SKIDAM TE POGLEDOM - SAMO JE TVOJE LICE - PONOVO TE VOLIM ONOM ISTOM TUGOM - čIVOT, čIVOT - DRAčESNA MERI - DUŠA IŠTE ŠIZILIŠTE - OSVAJAM BEOGRAD - ROĐEN U ZAGREBU - LAGANO UMIREM (U TVOME SJEĆANJU) - VOJNIžKA - TEKILA-ŠILA - ELENA - SARA - PETAK 13 - STALNO MISLIŠ NA SEX - SONJA - GLEDAM KROZ PROZOR - AD FINES itd_bend.zip
muzika.2031 ljubisha,
PRLJAVO KAZALIŠTE CRNO BIJELI SVIJET - CRNO BIJELI SVIJET - MODERNA DJEVOJKA - NOVE CIPELE - NEDJELJOM UJUTRO - NEKA TE NIŠTA NE BRINE - ZAGREB - 17 TI JE GODINA TEK - NEKI MOJI PRIJATELJI - SAM - MI PLEŠEMO prljav_k.zip
muzika.2032 ljubisha,
DINO DVORNIK - ZAŠTO PRAVIŠ SLONA OD MENE - TEBI PRIPADAM - BAŠ SAM LJUT - NEĆU DA ZNAM ZA NIKOG OSIM TEBE - TI SI MI U MISLIMA - LADY - JA NISAM TVOJ - LJUBAV SE ZOVE IMENOM TVOJIM dino_d.zip
muzika.2033 ognjen, -> #2025, ilazarevic
)-> Lejdi, moze tekst za "Nedelju kad je otis'o Hase"?...please )-> :) NEDELJA KAD JE OTIS'O HASE (Zabranjeno pusenje) Ljudi su isli u kolonama, nikom nije smet'o vetar sto je duv'o. Te majske nedelje je dosao "Osjek", al' opet je "Kosevo" bilo puno. Bio sam tad jos sasvom mali i nisam znao zasto neki placu. Rekoh sebi: provucu se dzaba, sesti negde, i navijacu. Prodjoh pored jednog redara, on samo svoju cigaru pali. Kaze: "Prodji sad, i ne boj se nista danas te niko nece dirati mali". Sedoh negde u guzvu u raju i cuh samo brujanje mase: "Danas nam odlazi Hasem Perhatovic, danas nam odlazi nas Hase". Refren: Nedelja kad je otis'o Hase Nedelja kad je otis'o Hase i BBC na mome radiju - oslobodenje u mojim rukama. I dok je utakmica ova trajala, stariji ljudi su uzimali rijec: "Sine, Hase je tukao Engleze, Svabe, Ruse, i ovo sad mu je poslednji mec". Bese rezultat 1:1 kad sudija odsvira kraj. Spustise se zastave stadiona "Kosevo" Stade jedna nedelja, al se nastavi maj... maj! Refren Izlazili smo svi sa stadiona cutke, culo se samo brujanje mase, poneki uzvik i poneka zastava. Svi u napad jedan je Hase Svi u napad, svi u napad, svi u napad jedan je Hase. Svi u napad, svi u napad, svi u napad jedan je Hase. ... (Jugoslavija, Jugoslavija) (Jugoslavija, Jugoslavija)
muzika.2034 ljubisha, -> #2024, markom
> Kako se iskupljuješ, ccc ;))) Prekucavam paralelno i narodnjake i zabavnjake. Pa kad mi se omakne biće i jednih i drugih. :))
muzika.2035 srdjan.j, -> #2032, ljubisha
Svaka čast za tekstove! Srđan.
muzika.2036 inferno, -> #2019, pexon
Ů ˙ Are you nuts!? I'm NOT a dope diler! Otkud ja znam ?? ;) :) Ů ˙ Tvoj, stav mi je jasan i ok je, ali važi samo za tebe i ne Ů ˙ znam kakve veze ima sa onim što sam rekao, to su samo Ů ˙ činjenice onakve kakve poznajem :). OK, činjenice accepted! Ů ˙ So, shall we drop it ? NO! We're gonna _fix_ it! ;)
muzika.2037 pexon, -> #2036, inferno
ű˙˙ NO! We're gonna _fix_ it! ;) Deal ;) sih, ▄▄▄ pex ▄▄▄ [ I lose :), so, total score is 1:1 ]
muzika.2038 pexon,
Ima li neko text "Kiss that frog" ["US"] Peter GabrielĘ ▄▄▄ pex ▄▄▄
muzika.2039 vcalic, -> #2033, ognjen
>> "Danas nam odlazi Hasem Perhatovic, Asim Ferhatović. Vlada
muzika.2040 dr.grba,
Umro je Henry Mancini. Rest in peace, Peter Gun.
muzika.2041 dr.grba,
************************************************************ Performance: Freedom or what? Part 1/7: However you say... ************************************************************ SISTER MOON Sister moon will be my guide In your blue blue shadows I would hide All good people asleep tonight I'm all by myself in your silver light I would gaze at your face the whole night through I'd go out of my mind, but for you Lying in a mother's arms The primal root of a woman's charms I'm a stranger to the sun My eyes are too weak How cold is heart When it's warmth that he seeks? You watch every night, you don't care what I do I'd go out of my mind, but for you My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun My hunger for her explains everything I've done To hawl at the moon the whole night through And they really don't care if I do I'd go out of my mind, but for you Sting, 1987
muzika.2042 dr.grba,
************************************************************ Performance: Freedom or what? Part 2/7: Never again, perhaps... ************************************************************ * * * Snakes are coiled upon the granite. Horsemen ride into the west. Moons are rising on the planet where the worst must suffer like the rest. Pears are ripe and peaches falling. Suns are setting in the east. Women wail, and men are calling to the god that's in them, and to the beast. Love is waiting for a lover. Generations kneel for peace. What men lose, Man will recover polishing the brains his bones release. Truth conceals itself in error. History reveals its face: days of ecstasy and terror invent the future that invents the race. Donald Lehmkuhl, 1974.
muzika.2043 dr.grba,
************************************************************ Performance: Freedom or what? Part 3/7: As cheap as human flash... ************************************************************ THEY WON'T GO WHEN I GO No more lying friends wanting tragic ends Though they do pretend They won't go when I go All the bleeding hearts with sorrows to impart Were right here from the start And they won't go when I go And I'll go where I've longed to go So long away from tears Gone from painful cries Away from saddened eyes Along with him I'll bide 'Cause they won't go when I go Big men feeling small Weak ones standing tall I will watch them fall 'Cause they won't go when I go And I'll go where I've longed to go So long away from tears Uncleaned minds mislead the pure The innocent will leave for sure For them there is a resting place People singing just for fun They will never see the sun For they can never show their faces There ain't no room for the hopeless sinner Who will take more than he will give He will give He will give He ain't hardly!!! gonna give Oh yeah... The greed of man will be Far away from me And my soul will be free And they won't go when I go Since my soul conceived All that I believe The kingdom I will see 'Cause they won't go when I go And I'll go where I'll go no one can keep me from my destiny They won't go when I go Stevie Wonder & Yvonne Wright, 1974.
muzika.2044 dr.grba,
************************************************************ Performance: Freedom or what? Part 4/7: Innoccent victims remember... ************************************************************ GUNNER'S DREAM floating down through the clouds memories come rushing up to meet me now in the space between the heavens and in the corner of some foreign field i had a dream i had a dream goodbye max goodbye ma after the service when you're walking slowly to the car and the silver in her hair shines in the cold november air you hear the tolling bell and touch the silk in your lapel and as the tear drops rise to meet the comfort of the band you take the frail hand and hold on to a dream a place to stay enough to eat somewhere old heroes shuffle safely down the street where you can speak out loud about your fears and doubts and what's more ne one ever disappears you never hear their standard issue kicking in your door you can relax on both sides of the tracks and maniacs don't blow holes in bandsmen by remote control and everyone has recourse to the law and no one kills the children anymore and no one kills the children anymore night after night going round and round my brain his dream is driving me insane in the corner of some foreign field the gunner sleeps tonight what's done is done we cannot just write off his final scene take heed of his dream take heed Roger Waters, 1982.
muzika.2045 dr.grba,
************************************************************ Performance: Freedom or what? Part 5/7: Find your peace of mind... ************************************************************ SCREAM LIKE A BABY Well I wouldn't buy the merchandise And I wouldn't fight no war And I mixed with other colours But the nurse doesn't care And I hide under blankets Or did I run away I really can't remember Last time I saw the light of day But I remember Sam 'cause he was like me Scream like a baby Sam was a gun But I never knew his last name And we never had no fun They came down hard on the faggots They came down hard on the street They came down hard on Sam And we all knew he was beat Thrown into the wagon Blind fold chains and stomped on us Took away our clothes and things Pumped us full of strange drugs And oh I saw Sam falling Spitting in their eyes But now I lay me down to sleep But now I close my eyes And I'm learning to be a part of society Scream like a baby Sam was a gun But I never knew his last name And we never had no fun No athletic program No discipline No book He just sat in the back seat Swearing he'd seek revenge But he jumped into the furnace Singing old songs we loved Scream like a baby Sam was a gun But I never knew his last name And we never had no fun David Bowie, 1980. conf write muzika ************************************************************ Performance: Freedom or what? Part 6/7: Forward to the past... ************************************************************ HEAVY HORSES Iron-clad feather-feet pounding the dust An October's day, towards evening. Sweat embossed veins standing proud to the plough Salt on a deep chest seasoning. LAst of the line at an honest day's toil Turning the deep sod under. Flint at the fetlock, chasing the bone Files at the nostrils plunder. The Duffolk, the Clydesdale, the Percheron vie With the Shire on his feathers floating Hauling soft timber into the dusk to bed on a warm straw coating. Heavy horses, move the land under me Behind the plough gliding slipping and sliding free. Now you're down to the few and there's no work to do The tractor's on its way. Let me find you a filly for your proud stallion seed To keep the old line going. And we'll stand you abreast at the back of the wood Behind the young trees growing To hide you from eyes that mock your girth, and your eighteen hands at the shoulder And one day when the oil barons have all dripped dry and the nights are seen to draw colder They'll beg for your strength, your gentle power your noble grace and your bearing And you'll strain once again to the sound of the gulls in the wake of the deep plough, sharing. Standing like tanks on the brow of the hill Up into the cold wind facing In stiff battle harness, chained to the world Against the low sun racing. Bring me a wheel of oaken wood A rein of polished leather A Heavy Horse and a tumbling sky Brewing heavy weather Bring a song for the evening Clean brass to flash the dawn Across these acres glistening like dew on a carpet lawn. In these dark towns folk lie sleeping as the Heavy Horses thunder by to wake the dying city with the lining horseman's cry At once the old hands quicken bring pick and wisp and curry comb thrill to the sound of all the Heavy Horses coming home. Ian Anderson, 1978.
muzika.2046 dr.grba,
************************************************************ Performance: Freedom or what? Part 7/7: You will open your eyes some day... ************************************************************ DAYLIGHT AGAIN Daylight again Following me to bed I think about a hundred years ago How my Fathers bled I think I see a valley Covered with bones in blue All the brave soldiers that cannot get older Been asking for you Hear the past a'calling From Armageddon's side When everyone's talking and no one is listening How can we decide Stephen Stills, 1982 FIND THE COST OF FREEDOM Do we find the cost of freedom Buried in the ground Mother Earth will swallow you Lay your body down Stephen Stills, 1970
muzika.2047 ognjen, -> #2039, vcalic
)-> >> "Danas nam odlazi Hasem Perhatovic, )-> Asim Ferhatovic. Pa, dobro, skidao sam po sluhu... :)
muzika.2048 wizard, -> #2033, ognjen
> Bio sam tad jos sasvom mali """""" sasma > Prodjoh pored jednog redara, pokraj > Sedoh negde u guzvu u raju """"" """"" > "Danas nam odlazi Hasem Perhatovic, Hasim Ferhatović. :))) I naravno, pjeva se ijekavicom...
muzika.2049 lady.stardust, -> #2026, vcalic
>> Pa, dobro de, nešto sam i zaboravio ;) Zaboravio si bio sve zajednićke derneke zaboravio si bio sve zajednićke akcije zaboravio si bio kako sam tebe i onog malog Dragu dvaput spasio belaja A sad u miru... ;))))))))))))))))))
muzika.2050 gremlin,
LIFE DURING WARTIME ___________________ HEARD OF A VAN THAT IS LOADED WITH WEAPONS, PACKED UP AND READY TO GO HEARD OF SOME GRAVESITES, OUT BY THE HIGHWAY, A PLACE WHERE NOBODY KNOWS THE SOUND OF GUNFIRE, OFF IN THE DISTANCE, I'M GETTING USED TO IT NOW LIVED IN A BROWNSTONE, LIVED IN THE GHETTO, I'VE LIVED ALL OVER THIS TOWN THIS AIN'T NO PARTY, THIS AIN'T NO DISCO, THIS AIN'T NO FOOLING AROUND NO TIME FOR DANCING, OR LOVEY DOVEY, I AIN'T GOT TIME FOR IT NOW TRANSMIT THE MESSAGE, TO THE RECEIVER, HOPE FOR AN ANSWER SOME DAY I GOT THREE PASSPORTS, A COUPLE OF VISAS, YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW MY REAL NAME HIGH ON A HILLSIDE, THE TRUCKS ARE LOADING, EVERYTHING'S READY TO ROLL I SLEEP IN THE DAYTIME, I WORK IN THE NIGHTTIME, I MIGHT NOT EVER GET HOME THIS AIN'T NO PARTY, THIS AIN'T NO DISCO, THIS AIN'T NO FOOLING AROUND THIS AIN'T NO MUDD CLUB, OR C.B.G.B., I AIN'T GOT TIME FOR THAT NOW HEARD ABOUT HOUSTON? HEARD ABOUT DETROIT? HEARD ABOUT PITSBURGH, P.A.? YOU OUGHTA KNOW NOT TO STAND BY THE WINDOW SOMEBODY SEE YOU UP THERE I GOT SOME GROCERIES, SOME PEANUT BUTTER, TO LAST A COUPLE OF DAYS BUT I AIN'T GOT NO SPEAKERS, AIN'T GOT NO HEADPHONES, AIN'T GOT NO RECORDS TO PLAY WHY STAY IN COLLEGE? WHY GO TO NIGHTSCHOOL? GONNA BE DIFFERENT THIS TIME CAN'T WRITE A LETTER, CAN'T SEND A POSTCARD, I CAN'T WRITE NOTHING AT ALL THIS AIN'T NO PARTY, THIS AIN'T NO DISCO, THIS AIN'T NO FOOLING AROUND I'D LIKE TO KISS YOU, I'D LOVE TO HOLD YOU, I AIN'T GOT TIME FOR THAT NOW TROUBLE IN TRANSIT, GOT THROUGH THE ROADBLOCKS, WE BLENDED IN WITH THE CROWD WE GOT COMPUTERS, WE'RE TAPPING PHONE LINES, I KNOW THAT THAT AIN'T ALLOWED WE DRESS LIKE STUDENTS, WE DRESS LIKE HOUSEWIVES, OR IN A SUIT AND A TIE I CHANGED MY HAIRSTYLE, SO MANY TIMES NOW, I DON'T KNOW WHAT I LOOK LIKE! YOU MAKE ME SHIVER, I FEEL SO TENDER, WE MAKE A PRETTY GOOD TEAM DON'T GET EXHAUSTED, I'LL DO SOME DRIVING, YOU OUGHT TO GET SOME SLEEP GET YOUR INSTRUCTIONS, FOLLOW DIRECTIONS, THEN YOU SHOULD CHANGE YOUR ADDRESS MAYBE TOMORROW, MAYBE THE NEXT DAY, WHATEVER YOU THINK IS THE BEST BURNED ALL MY NOTEBOOKS, WHAT GOOD ARE NOTEBOOKS? THEY WON'T HELP ME SURVIVE MY CHEST IS ACHING, BURNS LIKE A FURNACE, THE BURNING KEEPS ME ALIVE TRY TO STAY HEALTHY, PHYSICAL FITNESS, DON'T WANT TO CATCH NO DISEASE TRY TO BE CAREFUL, DON'T TAKE NO CHANCES, YOU BETTER WATCH WHAT YOU SAY Talking Heads, 1979
muzika.2051 ognjen, -> #2048, wizard
)-> > Bio sam tad jos sasvom mali )-> """""" )-> sasma Vidi, jeste. :) Ih, al' si cepidlaka... :) Dobro, i ja cu! )-> > Prodjoh pored jednog redara, )-> pokraj Pored. )-> > "Danas nam odlazi Hasem Perhatovic, )-> Hasim Ferhatovic. :))) Asim! :)
muzika.2052 steva, -> #2051, ognjen
> )-> > "Danas nam odlazi Hasem Perhatovic, > > )-> Hasim Ferhatovic. :))) > > Asim! :) Ma 'Asim :)) [sejo se danas super osjeća jer sinoć ga nije ispalila riba opuco joj odma dva šamara kad ga je za mecu slagala AAAANARHIJA... ]
muzika.2053 ljubisha,
ATOMSKO SKLONIŠTE ATOMSKA TRILOGIJA Bonus track - U VREMENU HOROSKOPA DJEVOJKA BROJ 8 - GAZI OPET žIZMA RAĐAJU SE NOVA DJECA - žEDNA GRADSKA LICA čELJA ZA čELJOM - GENERACIJA SRETNIKA - NE CVIKAJ GENERACIJO - TKO ĆE TAD NA ZGARIŠTU REĆI - KINEMATOGRAF NAŠEG DJETINJSTVA - POMORAC SAM MAJKO - BEZ KAPUTA - NA KRAJU STOLJEĆA atomsko.zip
muzika.2054 mylos,
Evo jedne sveze vesti za ljubitelje 'Bladerunnera' i dobre muzike ! Vangelis je konacno posle 14 godina (od kako je izasao 'Bladerunner') uspeo da izda soundtrack filma ! Album sadrzi sledece pesme : Side A 1. MAIN TITLES 2. BLUSH RESPONSE 3. WAIT FOR ME 4. RACHEL'S SONG 5. LOVE THEME 6. ONE MORE KISS, DEAR Side B 1. BLADE RUNNER BLUES 2. MEMORIES OF GREEN 3. TALES OF THE FUTURE 4. DAMASK ROSE 5. BLADE RUNNER (End Titles) 6. TEARS IN RAIN "Most of the music containedin this album originates from recordings I made in London in 1982, whilst working on the score for the film BLADE RUNNER. Finding myself unable to release these recordings at the time, it is with great pleasure that I am able to do so now. Some of the pieces contained will be known to you from the Original Soundtrack of the film, whilst others are appearing here for the first time. Looking back at RIDLEY SCOTT'S powerful and evocative pictures left me as stimulated as before, and made the recompiling of this music today, an enjoyable experience." VANGELIS ATHENS, April 1994 Available from June 1994
muzika.2055 zqusovac, -> #1981, alien
> Vidis, meni je jako simpatican izraz 'pojasniti' ;). Kad jednom pogresis u jeziku, to je greska. Kad ti se na nju ukaze, a ti istrajavas u gresenju, to je nepismenost. poz, zq
muzika.2056 dr.grba,
************************************************************ Performance: Ko nema u glavi, ima u srcu Chapter 1/3: Posle prvog dima cigarete... ************************************************************ JOŠ JEDAN DAN BEZ NJE Kroz maglu i kišu, iznenađen jutrom, tiho nestaje san. Kao pahulja, znaš, kad doleti na dlan. Telefon me budi, i otvaram oči (neki nepoznat glas). Neka curica pita: "Ima l' nade za nas?" A nad Novim Sadom vetar nosi oblake, počinje još jedan dan bez nje. Dok čekam autobus na Trgu slobode bivam zbunjen na tren: Jedan široki korak, al' ipak nije njen. Kod pošte me sreću četiri oka, Neki otac i sin: To je čika što peva "Oprosti mi Katrin". A nad Novim Sadom vetar nosi oblake, protiče još jedan dan bez nje. Kod "Mileta Pice" je uveče gužva. žesto navratim tu. Mnoga poznata lica, al' ne vidim nju. I, neko mi kaže: "Ej, strašna ti pesma za košarkaški tim. žujem, poznaješ Kiću, daj, upoznaj me s njim". A nad Novim Sadom vetar raznosi oblake, prolazi još jedan dan bez nje. Đorđe Balašević, maja 1979.
muzika.2057 dr.grba,
************************************************************ Performance: Ko nema u glavi, ima u srcu Chapter 2/3: Posle prvog litra... ************************************************************ BUDIMPEŠTANSKI SNEG Da l' se bar ponekad seti? Plašim se da ne... K'o u nekoj opereti zbilo se to sve: Violinist (tužni pajac) Lepa žena I šampanjac, A kulise zavejani grad... Vodila me kud je htela. Bio sam njen gost: Verešmarti, Citadela, I Lančani most. Zavejani Trg heroja, gde poželeh da je moja I da uvek bude kao tad. Izdaleka zvonio je neki cimbal star. Molila me da joj pišem jednom bar. Svitalo je jutro snežno, Budilo se sve... Ljubila me nežno, k'o nijedna pre. Pogledom sam posle dugo pratio njen trag, zavejanom ulicom Sent Haromšag. Plašila me slutnja neka, znao sam od pre: sve izgleda izdaleka drukčije. žesto srce jače bije kad se setim nje. Sve Listove rapsodije bude stare sne. čeleo bih znati gde je, Da l' se seti sneg kad veje, Il' je neko drugi ljubi tad... Đorđe Balašević, februara 1978.
muzika.2058 dr.grba,
************************************************************ Performance: Ko nema u glavi, ima u srcu Chapter 3/3: ...i najzad, kad svane... ************************************************************ čIVOT JE JEDNOSMERNA CESTA Pomislim nekad na bivša jutra, na bivše ljude i bivša mesta, Al' put me vodi samo u sutra. čivot je jednosmerna cesta. Pamtim detinjstvo... Dom. Svaki kutak. Krov posle kiše crven k'o kresta. Ne mogu tamo ni na trenutak. čivot je jednosmerna cesta. Sećam se svoje ljubavi rane. Poljupca prvog u senci bresta. Ne mogu nazad u sretne dane. čivot je jednosmerna cesta. Svi idu dalje, i ja sa njima. čivotni pravac moram da pratim, a toliko divnih časova ima u koje želim da se vratim. U svoju prošlost ne mogu stići sve da poživim godina dvesta. Na drugu stranu uvek ću ići. čivot je jednosmerna cesta. Đorđe Balašević, aprila 1978.
muzika.2059 fancy,
žini mi se da ova stvar ima dosta toga zajedničkog sa nama... Huligani, nacionalizam, "patrioti", "istorijske istine"... "...Šta o Engleskoj znaju oni koji samo za Englesku znaju..?" Ako nekog ne mrzi, neka pročita, neće zažaliti... Autor je Billy Bragg, i nalazi se na ploči "Don't try this at home" THE FEW At night the Baby Brotherhood and the Inter city Crew Fill their pockets up with calling cards And paint their faces red white and blue Then they go out seeking different coloured faces And anyone else that they could scare And they salute the foes their father fought By raising their right arms in the air Oh look out my country's patriots are hunting down below What do they know of England who only England know. From the stands of Empire Stadium Come the heralds of the New Dark Age With the simplicities of bigotry And to whom all the world's a stage These little John Bullshits know that the press Will glorify their feats So that the general public fear them And the authorities say "give 'em all seats" And the wasted seed of the bulldog breed is chanting "here we go" What do they know of England who only England know. Our neighbours shake their heads And take their valuables inside While my countryman piss in the fountains To express our national pride And to prove to the world that England Is just as rotten as she looks They repeat the lies that caught their eyes At school in history books But the wars they think they're fighting Were all over long ago What do they know of England who only England know. And the society that spawned them Just cries out "Who's to blame?" And then wraps itself in the Union Jack And just carries on the same... Oh look out my country's patriots are hunting down below What do they know of England ? What do they know of England ? What do they know of England who only England know. * Nekako mi je sve to poznato..:(
muzika.2060 ljubisha,
RAMBO AMADEUS PSIHOLOŠKO PROPAGANDNI KOMPLET M-91 - SMRT POPA MILA JOVOVIĆA - ABVGD - JEMO VOLI JEM - MIRKO PAZI MOZAK (NIKAD ROBOM) - ZDRAVO DAMO - INSPEKTOR NAGIB - JA - VRIJEME TEžE - EMOCIJE - K.P.G.S. rambo_a.zip
muzika.2061 ljubisha,
Alo! Jel čita neko ove tekstove koje šaljem? Ako ima takvih i ako znaju da dopišu tekst umesto zvezdica neka se ne stide nego nek jave šta ljudi pevaju.
muzika.2062 armitage, -> #2061, ljubisha
> Alo! Jel čita neko ove tekstove koje šaljem? Ako ima takvih i ako Samo ti šalji ... dokle god je rock muzika u pitanju, biće dovoljno publike. ;) -*- Armitage -*-
muzika.2063 ljubisha, -> #2062, armitage
>Samo ti šalji ... dokle god je rock muzika u pitanju, biće dovoljno >publike. ;) A mogla bi publika ponekada da pomogne pevaču da se seti reči pesa- ma. :))) Ajde ljudi, pa ima valjda neko da zna da dopuni prazna mesta!
muzika.2064 mdave, -> #2061, ljubisha
■> Alo! Jel čita neko ove tekstove koje šaljem? žitam ja.
muzika.2065 ljubisha,
OLIVER MANDIĆ THE BEST OFF... (ama, fale samo neke pesme sa prvog albuma) - LJULJAJ ME NEčNO - DA ON JE MALI - GOVOR TVOGA TELA - POLUDEĆU - OSLONI SE NA MENE - NIJE ZA NJU - BIĆU TVOJ - NEVERNE BEBE - SMEJEM SE, A PLAKAO BIH - SVE JE PROPALO - ZBOG TEBE BIH TUCAO KAMEN - PITAJU ME PITAJU - POMAGAJTE DRUGOVI - BOBANE - KRENI KROZ VENE - DOĐE MI DA VRISNEM TVOJE IME - ODLAZIM, A VOLIM TE - SUTRA IMAM PRAZAN STAN - MOJA DRAGA VOLI KUROSAVU - JA SAM LUD - FATO - NE DAJ MU - MUKO MOJA - KAJE, BRE - TREĆI U KRUGU - SLOBODAN I SVOJ - MAJMUNE oliver_m.zip
muzika.2066 paki, -> #2064, mdave
­> žitam ja. & ja.
muzika.2067 ognjen, -> #2061, ljubisha
)-> Alo! Jel cita neko ove tekstove koje saljem? Cita, cita... :) Salji...
muzika.2068 paki,
Kako se zove pesma čiji tekst počinje sa: "In a dark room, with no windows..."? Mnogo mi se dopala, a nemam blagog pojma ko je izvodi.
muzika.2069 zizic, -> #2068, paki
> "In a dark room, > with no windows..."? Da ne misliš možda na "White Room" od Cream-a (nešto me mnogo na to podseća, ako je to stvar je stara 20-tak godina...)
muzika.2070 paki, -> #2069, zizic
­> Da ne misliš možda na "White Room" od Cream-a (nešto me mnogo na to ­> podseća, ako je to stvar je stara 20-tak godina...) Ko zna, stvar stvarno ;) zvuči vrlo staro... U svakom slučaju, proveriću.
muzika.2071 princess,
da li ima neko reci: 1963 (new order)
muzika.2072 ganta,
Seća li se neko filma "BREAKING GLASS"? Raščićavao sam burazerovu sobu (zapalio za Englesku pre 3 godine) jer keva, ko u fimovima, ni prašinu ne briše u nadi da će se vratiti ;) i izmedju ostalog nadjoh soundtrack iz filma sa stvarima: - Writing on the wall - Monsters in disguise - Come into air - Big brother - Who needs it - Will you? - Eight day - Top of the wheel - Calls the tune - Blackman - Give me an inch - If only Druga strana: CRASS: Live at the Pied Bull, Islington Da brišem ili nekog zanima da snimi? :) (Ima još puno kaseta new wawe-a i punk-a 80-tih.)
muzika.2073 fancy, -> #2071, princess
"najbolja B strana svih vremena" 01963 4 It was January, 1963 When Johnny came home with a gift for me He said I bought it for you because I love you And I bought it for you because it's your birthday, too He was so very nice, he was so very kind To think of me at this point in time I used to think of him, he used think of me He told me to close my eyes My gift would be a great surprise I saw tears were in his eyes He never meant to hurt me oh, God, Johnny, don't point that gun at me There's so many ways our lives have changed But please, I beg, don't do this to me Johnny, don't point that gun at me Can I save my life at any price? For god's sake will you listen to me? And though he was ashamed that he had took a life Johnny came home with another wife And he often remembered how it used to be Before that special occasion, 1963 There was too many ways that you could kill someone Like in a love affair, when the love has gone He used to think of her She used to think of me... He told me to close my eyes My gift would be a great surprise I saw tears were in his eyes He never meant to hurt me oh, God, Johnny, don't point that gun at me There's so many ways our lives have changed But please, I beg, don't do this to me Johnny, you keep on using me Can I change my life for any price? Oh, Johnny, won't you listen to me? He told me to close my eyes My gift would be a great surprise I saw hatred in his eyes But he never meant to hurt me oh, God, Johnny, don't point that gun at me There's so many ways our lives have changed But please, I beg, don't do this to me Johnny, you keep on using me Can I change my life for any price? Oh, Johnny, won't you listen to me? I just want you to be mine, I don't want this girl to shine I don't want this bridge to burn Oh, Johnny, do you miss me? I just want to feel for you I will always feel for you... 8 NEW ORDER
muzika.2074 fancy, -> #2072, ganta
ŮŢ> Da brišem ili nekog zanima da snimi? :) ŮŢ> (Ima još puno kaseta new wawe-a i punk-a 80-tih.) JA! JA! JA! žuvaj to, uzimam sve do čega se može doći, a da nemam..:)
muzika.2075 steva,
Protest and Survive The savage mutilation of the human race is set on course Protest and survive Protest and survive It is up to us to change that course Protest and survive Protest and survive DISCHARGE, 1982.
muzika.2076 steva,
"THE EXPLOITED MAY DESTROY THEMSELVES, BUT, THEY'LL NEVER SELL OUT." Garry Bushell in Sounds, 1982. Bushell was right. The Exploited never sold out. Neither contrary to popular opinion have they destroyed themselves, but, it seems they have come full circle - from small clubs and halls, through to major London venues and then back to the indies. That does not make destruction, instead it shows a sincerity lacking in many other bands who also managed one hit single, and two hit albums. The Exploited have been true to themselves and true to all their real followers, without the spirit of bandslike themselves there would be no alternative to the processed pop pap of the eighties. In 1976 there was a lot of progression made, '79-81 was harder but second wave of punk still had its effect; it was made harder, and still is, by the same trendy journalists and the media men who rubbished the Exploited and their kind. It will take another wave of such bands to create the atmosphere of change - spare this LP some time and thought, and spare some respect for one of the few bands that have never sold out. Remember the Exploited are not just a band - they are a generation. John Duncan Glen Campbell Garry McCormack Wattie Buchan Sleeve concept - Peter Head Artwork and Design - Sharon Buchanan LOYALTY - THE BARMY ARMY. THE EXPLOITED "TOTALLY EXPLOITED" SIDE 1. Punk's Not Dead Army Life Fuck A Mod Barmy Army Dogs Of War Dead Citied Sex & Violence YOPS Daily News Dole Q SIDE 2. Believe in Anarchy God Save the Queen Pschycho Blown to Bits Insanity S.P.G. Jimmy Boyle U.S.A. Attack Rival Leaders (c) Blashadabee Records 1984. P.S. Na ovoj kompilaciji nema par mojih omiljenih pesama, poglavito Horror Epics i No More Idols, no šta je tu je... Toliko dobrih stvari ne može stati na jedan vinil :) Ako neko ima neke reči, npr. U.S.A. neka stavi...
muzika.2077 ganta, -> #2074, fancy
> JA! JA! JA! :)) OK. OK. neće nestati. BTW. nisam mislio da prodajem, već samo da pobrišem po nešto. Sad kad razmislim, ne isplati se ni ponovo snimati na te kasete... ali možeš da ih čuješ/snimiš. G.
muzika.2078 omega, -> #2076, steva
Ţ Ako neko ima neke reci, npr. U.S.A. neka stavi... Ako ti imas neke reci, stavi :)
muzika.2079 stefan,
Da li neko ovde ima CD, ploču ili kasetni snimak od Black Crowes? TReba mi da presnimim samo jednu pesmu koja je igrom slučaja malko zaje*ana a na kaseti koju je drugarica pozajmila od drugovog druga :) Drugarica obećava večnu zahvalnost :)