"Judas!" ... "I'm never listening to you again, ever!" ... "I don't believe you.
You're a liar! Play it fuckin' loud!"
Once upon a time you dressed so fine You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn?t you? People?d call, say, ?Beware doll, you?re bound to fall? You thought they were all kiddin? you You used to laugh about Everybody that was hangin? out Now you don?t talk so loud Now you don?t seem so proud About having to be scrounging for your next meal
How does it feel How does it feel To be without a home Like a complete unknown Like a rolling stone?
You?ve gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely But you know you only used to get juiced in it And nobody has ever taught you how to live on the street And now you find out you?re gonna have to get used to it You said you?d never compromise With the mystery tramp, but now you realize He?s not selling any alibis As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes And ask him do you want to make a deal?
How does it feel How does it feel To be on your own With no direction home Like a complete unknown Like a rolling stone?
You never turned around to see the frowns on the jugglers and the clowns When they all come down and did tricks for you You never understood that it ain?t no good You shouldn?t let other people get your kicks for you You used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat Ain?t it hard when you discover that He really wasn?t where it?s at After he took from you everything he could steal
How does it feel How does it feel To be on your own With no direction home Like a complete unknown Like a rolling stone?
Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people They?re drinkin?, thinkin? that they got it made Exchanging all kinds of precious gifts and things But you?d better lift your diamond ring, you?d better pawn it babe You used to be so amused At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used Go to him now, he calls you, you can?t refuse When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose You?re invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal
How does it feel How does it feel To be on your own With no direction home Like a complete unknown Like a rolling stone?
I couldn't make colors match today I don't know what else to say except I tried and they can't say I didn't I don't like the stuff they are feeding me they don't like the things I say but I don't think I need to be forgiven
But I am quiet inside[...]
"Sind denn Ideale zum Erreichen da? Leben wir denn, wir Menschen, um den Tod abzuschaffen? Nein, wir leben, um ihn zu fürchten und dann wieder zu lieben, und gerade seinetwegen glüht das bißchen Leben manchmal eine Stunde lang so schön."
Take every moment; you know that you own them. It's all you can do, use what's been given to you.
Give me a reason to fight the feeling that there's nothing here for me. Cause none of its easy, I know it wasn't meant to be. I know it's all up to me. It's all up to me.
Und wenn schon scheiße tanzen, dann so, dass die ganze Welt es sieht. Mit Armen in der Luft, beiden Beinen leicht neben dem Beat. Alles wird perfekt. So perfekt.
Casper - So perfekt
It's like dancing in the sun, having trouble, having fun.
Let me forget about today until tomorrow... (Bob Dylan)
...and tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow... (The Dresden Dolls)
"Sind denn Ideale zum Erreichen da? Leben wir denn, wir Menschen, um den Tod abzuschaffen? Nein, wir leben, um ihn zu fürchten und dann wieder zu lieben, und gerade seinetwegen glüht das bißchen Leben manchmal eine Stunde lang so schön."
I'd like to be under the sea In an octopus' garden in the shade He'd let us in, knows where we've been In his octopus' garden in the shade
We would be warm below the storm In our little hideaway beneath the waves Resting our head on the sea bed In an octopus' garden near a cave
We would sing and dance around Because we know we can't be found I'd like to be under the sea In an octopus' garden in the shade
"Sind denn Ideale zum Erreichen da? Leben wir denn, wir Menschen, um den Tod abzuschaffen? Nein, wir leben, um ihn zu fürchten und dann wieder zu lieben, und gerade seinetwegen glüht das bißchen Leben manchmal eine Stunde lang so schön."
When you're lost in the rain, in Juarez, and it's Eastertime too When your gravity fails, and negativity don't pull you through Don't put on any airs when you're down on Rue Morgue Avenue They've got some hungry women there and they'll really make a mess out of you
If you see Saint Annie, please tell her thanks a lot I cannot maove and my fingers, they are all in a knot I don't have the strength to get up and take another shot And my best, my doctor, won't even say what it is that I've got
Sweet Melinda, the peasants call her the goddess of gloom She speaks good English, and she invites you up into her room And you're so kind and careful not to go to her too soon And she takes your voice, and leaves you howling at the moon
Up on housing project hill, it's either fortune or fame You must pick one or the other, though neither fo them ought to be what they claim And if you're lookin' to get silly, you better go back to from where you came Cause the cops don't need you, and man, they expect the same
Now all the authorities, they just stand around and boast How they blackmailed the sergeant at arms into leaving his post And picking up Angel, who just arrived here from the coast Who looked so fine at first, but left looking just like a ghost
I started out on burgundy, but soon hit the harder stuff Everybody said they'd stand behind me when the game got rough But the joke was one me, there was nobody there to even bluff I'm going back to New York City, I do believe I've had enough
Es war ein mal ein König der lebte mit seinem Sohn in einem Schloss das lag in einem Zaubergarten und weil der König alt und von der Welt enttäuscht war war die Mauer sehr hoch, und das Tor immer zugesperrt. ?Es gibt", sprach der König, "keinen besseren Ort?, doch die Sehnsucht sprach zum Prinzen "du musst hier fort".
Manchmal nachts fällt Gold von den Sternen du kannst es finden, da draußen wo noch keiner war. Sein heißt werden, leben heißt lernen wenn du das Gold von den Sternen suchst musst du allein hinaus in die Gefahr.
"Da draußen wirst du scheitern", sprach der Vater zum Sohn genau wie ich drum bleib´ in unserem Zaubergarten. Ich geb? dir Sicherheit nur um dich zu beschützen ist die mauer so hoch und das Tor immer zugesperrt. Die Liebe des Königs sprach aus jedem Wort doch die Sehnsucht sprach zum Prinzen "du musst hier fort".
Am Rand der Welt fällt Sold von der Sternen und wer es findet erreicht was unerreichbar war. Sein heißt werden. leben heißt lernen wenn du das Gold von den Sternen suchst musst du allein hinaus in die Gefahr.
Lieben heisst manchmal loslassen können. Lieben heisst manchmal von Geliebtem sich trennen. Lieben heisst nicht nach dem eignem Glück fragen. Lieben heisst unter tränen zu sagen:
Weit von hier fällt Gold von den Sternen du kannst es finden, da draußen wo noch keiner war. Sein heißt werden, leben heißt lernen wenn du das Gold von den Sternen suchst musst du fort von zu Haus und nur auf dich gestellt allein hinaus in die Welt voll Gefahr in die Welt voll Gefahr
Until one day you stopped caring and began to forget why you tried to be so close and you disappeared into the darkness and the darkness turned to pain and never went away until all that remained was burried deep beneath the surface
I would scream just to be heared as if yelling at the stars I was bleeding just to feel
You would never say a word kept me reaching in the dark always something to conceal
On bended knee is no way to be free lifting up an empty cup I ask silently that all my destinations will accept the one that's me so I can breath
Circles they grow and they swallow people whole half their lives they say goodnight to wive's they'll never know got a mind full of questions and a teacher in my soul so it goes...
Don't come closer or I'll have to go Holding me like gravity are places that pull If ever there was someone to keep me at home It would be you...
Everyone I come across in cages they bought they think of me and my wandering but I'm never what they thought got my indignation but I'm pure in all my thoughts I'm alive...
Wind in my hair, I feel part of everywhere underneath my being is a road that disappeared late at night I hear the trees they're singing with the dead overhead...
Leave it to me as I find a way to be consider me a satelite for ever orbiting I knew all the rules but the rules did not know me guaranteed...
It's alright, Ma (I'm Only Bleeding), von Mr Robert Zimmerman, mal wieder...
Darkness at the break of noon Shadows even the silver spoon The handmade blade, the child?s balloon Eclipses both the sun and moon To understand you know too soon There is no sense in trying
Pointed threats, they bluff with scorn Suicide remarks are torn From the fool?s gold mouthpiece the hollow horn Plays wasted words, proves to warn That he not busy being born is busy dying
Temptation?s page flies out the door You follow, find yourself at war Watch waterfalls of pity roar You feel to moan but unlike before You discover that you?d just be one more Person crying
So don?t fear if you hear A foreign sound to your ear It?s alright, Ma, I?m only sighing
As some warn victory, some downfall Private reasons great or small Can be seen in the eyes of those that call To make all that should be killed to crawl While others say don?t hate nothing at all Except hatred
Disillusioned words like bullets bark As human gods aim for their mark Make everything from toy guns that spark To flesh-colored Christs that glow in the dark It?s easy to see without looking too far That not much is really sacred
While preachers preach of evil fates Teachers teach that knowledge waits Can lead to hundred-dollar plates Goodness hides behind its gates But even the president of the United States Sometimes must have to stand naked
An? though the rules of the road have been lodged It?s only people?s games that you got to dodge And it?s alright, Ma, I can make it
Advertising signs they con You into thinking you?re the one That can do what?s never been done That can win what?s never been won Meantime life outside goes on All around you
You lose yourself, you reappear You suddenly find you got nothing to fear Alone you stand with nobody near When a trembling distant voice, unclear Startles your sleeping ears to hear That somebody thinks they really found you
A question in your nerves is lit Yet you know there is no answer fit To satisfy, insure you not to quit To keep it in your mind and not forget That it is not he or she or them or it That you belong to
Although the masters make the rules For the wise men and the fools I got nothing, Ma, to live up to
For them that must obey authority That they do not respect in any degree Who despise their jobs, their destinies Speak jealously of them that are free Cultivate their flowers to be Nothing more than something they invest in
While some on principles baptized To strict party platform ties Social clubs in drag disguise Outsiders they can freely criticize Tell nothing except who to idolize And then say God bless him
While one who sings with his tongue on fire Gargles in the rat race choir Bent out of shape from society?s pliers Cares not to come up any higher But rather get you down in the hole That he?s in
But I mean no harm nor put fault On anyone that lives in a vault But it?s alright, Ma, if I can?t please him
Old lady judges watch people in pairs Limited in sex, they dare To push fake morals, insult and stare While money doesn?t talk, it swears Obscenity, who really cares Propaganda, all is phony
While them that defend what they cannot see With a killer?s pride, security It blows the minds most bitterly For them that think death?s honesty Won?t fall upon them naturally Life sometimes must get lonely
My eyes collide head-on with stuffed Graveyards, false gods, I scuff At pettiness which plays so rough Walk upside-down inside handcuffs Kick my legs to crash it off Say okay, I have had enough, what else can you show me?
And if my thought-dreams could be seen They?d probably put my head in a guillotine But it?s alright, Ma, it?s life, and life only
Es ist kein Song, es ist eine Melodie, die immer wieder Gänsehaut macht. und zwar der Teil, an dem der Chor singt (am Anfang, der echte Burner kommt aber am Schluss des Stücks). Ich weiss nicht. Aber es beschreibt meine momentane Situation sehr gut ohne Worte.
Everything not saved will be lost. - Nintendo "Quit Screen" message
Der Laserdrucker ist das Nachtschattengewächs unter den Eichhörnchen. - Der DIE WELT-Praktikant
(Ohne konkreten Bezug zur gegenwärtigen Situation, by the way. Aber es ist ein toller Text, insofern wohl immer irgendwie... naja, wie auch immer. Und einige Verse sind einfach sehr umarmenswert.)
Idiot Wind, Dylan
Someone?s got it in for me, they?re planting stories in the press Whoever it is I wish they?d cut it out but when they will I can only guess They say I shot a man named Gray and took his wife to Italy She inherited a million bucks and when she died it came to me I can?t help it if I?m lucky
People see me all the time and they just can?t remember how to act Their minds are filled with big ideas, images and distorted facts Even you, yesterday you had to ask me where it was at I couldn?t believe after all these years, you didn?t know me better than that Sweet lady
Idiot wind, blowing every time you move your mouth Blowing down the backroads headin? south Idiot wind, blowing every time you move your teeth You?re an idiot, babe It?s a wonder that you still know how to breathe
I ran into the fortune-teller, who said beware of lightning that might strike I haven?t known peace and quiet for so long I can?t remember what it?s like There?s a lone soldier on the cross, smoke pourin? out of a boxcar door You didn?t know it, you didn?t think it could be done, in the final end he won the wars After losin? every battle
I woke up on the roadside, daydreamin? ?bout the way things sometimes are Visions of your chestnut mare shoot through my head and are makin? me see stars You hurt the ones that I love best and cover up the truth with lies One day you?ll be in the ditch, flies buzzin? around your eyes Blood on your saddle
Idiot wind, blowing through the flowers on your tomb Blowing through the curtains in your room Idiot wind, blowing every time you move your teeth You?re an idiot, babe It?s a wonder that you still know how to breathe
It was gravity which pulled us down and destiny which broke us apart You tamed the lion in my cage but it just wasn?t enough to change my heart Now everything?s a little upside down, as a matter of fact the wheels have stopped What?s good is bad, what?s bad is good, you?ll find out when you reach the top You?re on the bottom
I noticed at the ceremony, your corrupt ways had finally made you blind I can?t remember your face anymore, your mouth has changed, your eyes don?t look into mine The priest wore black on the seventh day and sat stone-faced while the building burned I waited for you on the running boards, near the cypress trees, while the springtime turned Slowly into Autumn
Idiot wind, blowing like a circle around my skull From the Grand Coulee Dam to the Capitol Idiot wind, blowing every time you move your teeth You?re an idiot, babe It?s a wonder that you still know how to breathe
I can?t feel you anymore, I can?t even touch the books you?ve read Every time I crawl past your door, I been wishin? I was somebody else instead Down the highway, down the tracks, down the road to ecstasy I followed you beneath the stars, hounded by your memory And all your ragin? glory
I been double-crossed now for the very last time and now I?m finally free I kissed goodbye the howling beast on the borderline which separated you from me You?ll never know the hurt I suffered nor the pain I rise above And I?ll never know the same about you, your holiness or your kind of love And it makes me feel so sorry
Idiot wind, blowing through the buttons of our coats Blowing through the letters that we wrote Idiot wind, blowing through the dust upon our shelves We?re idiots, babe It?s a wonder we can even feed ourselves
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