As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
I take a look at my life
And realize there's nothing left
'Cause I've been brassing and laughing so long
That even my momma thinks that my mind has gone
But I ain't never crossed a man that didn't deserve it
Me be treated like a punk, you know that's unheard of
You better watch how ya talking
And where ya walking
Or you and your homies might be lined in chalk
I really hate to trip, but I gotta LOC
As they croak, I see myself in the pistol smoke
Fool, I'm the kinda g that little homie's wanna be like
On my knees in the night
Saying prayers in the streetlight
Been spending most their lives
Living in a gangsta's paradise
Been spending most their lives
Living in a gangsta's paradise
Keep spending most our lives
Living in a gangsta's paradise
Keep spending most our lives
Living in a gangsta's paradise
When lights go down
I see no reason for you to cry
We've been through this before
In every time, in every season
God knows I've tried
So, please, don't ask for more
Can't you see it in my eyes?
That this might be our last goodbye
Carrie! Carrie!
Things, they change, my friend (woah-oh)
Carrie! Carrie!
Maybe we'll meet again
Somewhere again
I read your mind
With no intentions of being unkind
I wish I could explain
It all takes time, a whole lot of patience
If it's a crime, how come I feel no pain?
Can't you see it in my eyes?
That this might be our last goodbye
Carrie! Carrie!
Oh, things, they change, my friend (woah-oh)
Carrie! Carrie!
Maybe we'll meet again
In the white room with black curtains near the station
Black-roof country, no gold pavements, tired starlings
Silver horses run down moonbeams in your dark eyes
Dawn-light smiles on you leaving, my contentment
I'll wait in this place
Where the Sun never shines
Wait in this place
Where the shadows run from themselves
You said no strings could secure you at the station
Platform ticket, restless diesels, goodbye windows
I walked into such a sad time at the station
As I walked out, felt my own need just beginning
I'll wait in the queue
When the trains come back
Lie with you
Where the shadows run from themselves
I saw you dancing in a crowded room
You look so happy when I'm not with you
But then you saw me, caught you by surprise
A single teardrop falling from your eye
I don't know why I run away
I'll make you cry when I run away
You could've asked me why I broke your heart
You could've told me that you fell apart
But you walked past me like I wasn't there
And just pretended like you didn't care
I don't know why I run away
I'll make you cry when I run away
Take me back 'cause I wanna stay
Save your tears for another
Save your tears for another day
Save your tears for another day
So, I made you think that I would always stay
I said some things that I should never say
Yeah, I broke your heart like someone did to mine
And now you won't love me for a second time
I don't know why I run away, oh, girl
Said I'll make you cry when I run away
Girl, take me back 'cause I wanna stay
Save your tears for another
I realize that I'm much too late
And you deserve someone better
Save your tears for another day (ooh, yeah)
Save your tears for another day (yeah)
I don't know why I run away
I'll make you cry when I run away
Ven, ven quillo, ven quillo, ven, ven, ven, ven quillo, ven quillo, ven pa'ca, ven
Ven, ven quillo, ven quillo, ven, ven, ven, ven quillo, ven quillo, ven pa'ca, ven
Ven, ven quillo, ven quillo, ven, ven, ven, ven quillo, ven quillo, ven pa'ca, ven
Ven, ven quillo, ven quillo, ven, ven, ven, ven quillo, ven quillo, ven pa'ca, ven
Mi jefe no me deja respirar
Mi jefe no me deja ni tomar café
Mi jefe es un vikingo, es un becerro, ¡es un cabrón!
Por eso le cantamo' esta canción
Queremos pan, queremos vino, queremos al jefe colgado de un pino
Queremos pan, queremos vino, queremos al jefe colgado de un pino
Mi jefe no me deja ni fumar
Mi jefe solo quiere verme trabajar
Mi jefe es un vikingo, es un becerro, ¡es un cabrón!
Por eso le cantamo' esta canción
Queremos pan, queremos vino, queremos al jefe colgado de un pino
Queremos pan, queremos vino, queremos al jefe colgado de un pino
Mi jefe solo me sabe gritar
Mi jefe dice que me quiere despedir
Mi jefe es un vikingo, es un becerro, ¡es un cabrón!
Por eso le cantamo' esta canción
Buenos días, llevo notando de un tiempo a esta parte que el buscador de meneame va bastante mal, al punto que arroja cero resultados en búsquedas que obviamente no hay cero meneos.
¿Es cosa mía? Uso la versión "clásica", ¿Puede ser ese el problema?
Barbarisms by Barbaras
With pointed heels
Victorious victories kneel
For brand new spanking deals
Marching forward, hypocritic and hypnotic computers
You depend on our protection, yet you feed us lies from the tablecloth
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, ooh-ooh
Everybody's going to the party, have a real good time
Dancing in the desert, blowing up the sunshine
Kneeling roses disappearing into Moses's dry mouth
Breaking into Fort Knox, stealing our intentions
Hangars sitting dripped in oil, crying: Freedom
Handed to obsoletion, still, you feed us lies from the tablecloth
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, ooh-ooh
Everybody's going to the party, have a real good time
Dancing in the desert, blowing up the sunshine
Everybody's going to the party, have a real good time
Dancing in the desert, blowing up the sunshine
Blast off
It's party time
And we don't live in a fascist nation
Blast off
It's party time
And where the fuck are you?
Where the fuck are you?
Where the fuck are you?
Why don't presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why don't presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why do they always send the poor?
Sticky fingers, hold on tight
Pull me down into the night
I can't do this on my own
Won't you come and heal my broken bone
'Cause when you love like that
There ain't no holding back
Marry me, bury me, bring me back to life
You, you can bring me back from the dead
You just gotta use your pretty head
You can bring me back from the dead
And I, I can walk straight into the light
You just gotta use your pretty head
You can bring me back from the dead, wooo!
Take a load of me tonight
Ease my pain and make me feel alright
I can't do this on my own
Won't you come and heal my broken bone, yeah
'Cause when you love like that
There ain't no holding back
Marry me, bury me, bring me back to life
You, you can bring me back from the dead
You just gotta use your pretty head
You can bring me back from the dead
And I, I can walk straight into the light
You just gotta use your pretty head
You can bring me back from the dead, wooo!
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
You're supernatural
But who cares, we're having a ball
In the nocturnal light
Out of sight
We ride out of the night
Woe to you, oh, earth and sea
For the Devil sends the beast with wrath
Because he knows the time is short
Let him who hath understanding
Reckon the number of the beast
For it is a human number
Its number is six hundred and sixty six
I left alone
My mind was blank
I needed time to think
To get the memories from my mind
What did I see? Can I believe
That what I saw that night
Was real and not just fantasy?
Just what I saw
In my old dreams
Were they reflections of my warped mind staring back at me?
'Cause in my dreams
It's always there
The evil face that twists my mind and brings me to despair
Yeah!
The night was black, was no use holding back
'Cause I just had to see, was someone watching me?
In the mist, dark figures move and twist
Was all this for real or just some kind of hell?
6-6-6, the number of the beast
Hell and fire was spawned to be released
Torches blazed and sacred chants were phrased
As they start to cry, hands held to the sky
In the night, the fires are burning bright
The ritual has begun, Satan's work is done
6-6-6, the number of the beast
Sacrifice is going on tonight
I take a look at my life
And realize there's nothing left
'Cause I've been brassing and laughing so long
That even my momma thinks that my mind has gone
But I ain't never crossed a man that didn't deserve it
Me be treated like a punk, you know that's unheard of
You better watch how ya talking
And where ya walking
Or you and your homies might be lined in chalk
I really hate to trip, but I gotta LOC
As they croak, I see myself in the pistol smoke
Fool, I'm the kinda g that little homie's wanna be like
On my knees in the night
Saying prayers in the streetlight
Been spending most their lives
Living in a gangsta's paradise
Been spending most their lives
Living in a gangsta's paradise
Keep spending most our lives
Living in a gangsta's paradise
Keep spending most our lives
Living in a gangsta's paradise
I see no reason for you to cry
We've been through this before
In every time, in every season
God knows I've tried
So, please, don't ask for more
Can't you see it in my eyes?
That this might be our last goodbye
Carrie! Carrie!
Things, they change, my friend (woah-oh)
Carrie! Carrie!
Maybe we'll meet again
Somewhere again
I read your mind
With no intentions of being unkind
I wish I could explain
It all takes time, a whole lot of patience
If it's a crime, how come I feel no pain?
Can't you see it in my eyes?
That this might be our last goodbye
Carrie! Carrie!
Oh, things, they change, my friend (woah-oh)
Carrie! Carrie!
Maybe we'll meet again
Black-roof country, no gold pavements, tired starlings
Silver horses run down moonbeams in your dark eyes
Dawn-light smiles on you leaving, my contentment
I'll wait in this place
Where the Sun never shines
Wait in this place
Where the shadows run from themselves
You said no strings could secure you at the station
Platform ticket, restless diesels, goodbye windows
I walked into such a sad time at the station
As I walked out, felt my own need just beginning
I'll wait in the queue
When the trains come back
Lie with you
Where the shadows run from themselves
www.diariodemallorca.es/mallorca/2024/09/02/aemet-activa-alerta-naranj
#tormentas #baleares
@bonobo
Na na, yeah
I saw you dancing in a crowded room
You look so happy when I'm not with you
But then you saw me, caught you by surprise
A single teardrop falling from your eye
I don't know why I run away
I'll make you cry when I run away
You could've asked me why I broke your heart
You could've told me that you fell apart
But you walked past me like I wasn't there
And just pretended like you didn't care
I don't know why I run away
I'll make you cry when I run away
Take me back 'cause I wanna stay
Save your tears for another
Save your tears for another day
Save your tears for another day
So, I made you think that I would always stay
I said some things that I should never say
Yeah, I broke your heart like someone did to mine
And now you won't love me for a second time
I don't know why I run away, oh, girl
Said I'll make you cry when I run away
Girl, take me back 'cause I wanna stay
Save your tears for another
I realize that I'm much too late
And you deserve someone better
Save your tears for another day (ooh, yeah)
Save your tears for another day (yeah)
I don't know why I run away
I'll make you cry when I run away
Save your tears for another day, ooh, girl (ah)
Ven, ven quillo, ven quillo, ven, ven, ven, ven quillo, ven quillo, ven pa'ca, ven
Ven, ven quillo, ven quillo, ven, ven, ven, ven quillo, ven quillo, ven pa'ca, ven
Ven, ven quillo, ven quillo, ven, ven, ven, ven quillo, ven quillo, ven pa'ca, ven
Mi jefe no me deja respirar
Mi jefe no me deja ni tomar café
Mi jefe es un vikingo, es un becerro, ¡es un cabrón!
Por eso le cantamo' esta canción
Queremos pan, queremos vino, queremos al jefe colgado de un pino
Queremos pan, queremos vino, queremos al jefe colgado de un pino
Mi jefe no me deja ni fumar
Mi jefe solo quiere verme trabajar
Mi jefe es un vikingo, es un becerro, ¡es un cabrón!
Por eso le cantamo' esta canción
Queremos pan, queremos vino, queremos al jefe colgado de un pino
Queremos pan, queremos vino, queremos al jefe colgado de un pino
Mi jefe solo me sabe gritar
Mi jefe dice que me quiere despedir
Mi jefe es un vikingo, es un becerro, ¡es un cabrón!
Por eso le cantamo' esta canción
www.meneame.net/user/antogla123_66d192fb43ef6/commented
¿Es cosa mía? Uso la versión "clásica", ¿Puede ser ese el problema?
With pointed heels
Victorious victories kneel
For brand new spanking deals
Marching forward, hypocritic and hypnotic computers
You depend on our protection, yet you feed us lies from the tablecloth
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, ooh-ooh
Everybody's going to the party, have a real good time
Dancing in the desert, blowing up the sunshine
Kneeling roses disappearing into Moses's dry mouth
Breaking into Fort Knox, stealing our intentions
Hangars sitting dripped in oil, crying: Freedom
Handed to obsoletion, still, you feed us lies from the tablecloth
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, ooh-ooh
Everybody's going to the party, have a real good time
Dancing in the desert, blowing up the sunshine
Everybody's going to the party, have a real good time
Dancing in the desert, blowing up the sunshine
Blast off
It's party time
And we don't live in a fascist nation
Blast off
It's party time
And where the fuck are you?
Where the fuck are you?
Where the fuck are you?
Why don't presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why don't presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why do they always send the poor?
Yo sigo en el emporio este dejándome los cuartos
Pull me down into the night
I can't do this on my own
Won't you come and heal my broken bone
'Cause when you love like that
There ain't no holding back
Marry me, bury me, bring me back to life
You, you can bring me back from the dead
You just gotta use your pretty head
You can bring me back from the dead
And I, I can walk straight into the light
You just gotta use your pretty head
You can bring me back from the dead, wooo!
Take a load of me tonight
Ease my pain and make me feel alright
I can't do this on my own
Won't you come and heal my broken bone, yeah
'Cause when you love like that
There ain't no holding back
Marry me, bury me, bring me back to life
You, you can bring me back from the dead
You just gotta use your pretty head
You can bring me back from the dead
And I, I can walk straight into the light
You just gotta use your pretty head
You can bring me back from the dead, wooo!
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
You're supernatural
But who cares, we're having a ball
In the nocturnal light
Out of sight
We ride out of the night
@Senaibur
For the Devil sends the beast with wrath
Because he knows the time is short
Let him who hath understanding
Reckon the number of the beast
For it is a human number
Its number is six hundred and sixty six
I left alone
My mind was blank
I needed time to think
To get the memories from my mind
What did I see? Can I believe
That what I saw that night
Was real and not just fantasy?
Just what I saw
In my old dreams
Were they reflections of my warped mind staring back at me?
'Cause in my dreams
It's always there
The evil face that twists my mind and brings me to despair
Yeah!
The night was black, was no use holding back
'Cause I just had to see, was someone watching me?
In the mist, dark figures move and twist
Was all this for real or just some kind of hell?
6-6-6, the number of the beast
Hell and fire was spawned to be released
Torches blazed and sacred chants were phrased
As they start to cry, hands held to the sky
In the night, the fires are burning bright
The ritual has begun, Satan's work is done
6-6-6, the number of the beast
Sacrifice is going on tonight
Y para la próxima vez acuérdate de sacar de plano el dilatador anal
Unos que ríen, otros llorarán
Agua sin cauces
Río sin mar
Penas y glorias, guerras y paz
Siempre hay por qué vivir
Por qué luchar
Siempre hay por quien sufrir
Y a quien amar
Al final las obras quedan
Las gentes se van
Otros que vienen las continuarán
La vida sigue igual
Pocos amigos que son de verdad
Cuántos te halagan si triunfando estás
Y si fracasas bien comprenderás
Los buenos quedan, los demás se van
Siempre hay por qué vivir
Por qué luchar
Siempre hay por quien sufrir
Y a quien amar
Al final las obras quedan
Las gentes se van
Otros que vienen las continuarán
La vida sigue igual
@Senaibur @gnomolesten
Buenas noches a todos menos a DOS.
@Senaibur @gnomolesten