tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18076240090298147142024-03-13T08:01:39.700-07:00.: my reticence :.your daily dose of musicj-sam:http://www.blogger.com/profile/09915184361585131867noreply@blogger.comBlogger579125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1807624009029814714.post-62311261761694945172013-11-19T14:03:00.001-08:002013-11-24T02:37:49.605-08:00The White Buffalo: Oh Darlin' What Have I Done<center><img src="http://no-words.com/blog/images/new/ohdarlinwhathaveidone2.jpg" /></center><script>MkLinkMp3("193","The White Buffalo: Oh Darlin' What Have I Done", "no.jpg", "193");</script> <div style="font-size:14px; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; color: #333333; border-left-width: 1px; border-left-style: solid; border-left-color: #E4E4E4; padding-left: 4px; border-right-width: 10px; border-right-style: solid; border-right-color: #E4E4E4; background-color: #F6F6F6;" dir=ltr align=left><br />
Oh darlin, darlin<br />
What have I done?<br />
Well I've been away from you too long<br />
And all my days have turned to darkness<br />
And I believe my heart has turned to stone<br />
<br />
Oh darlin, darlin<br />
What have I done?<br />
Now I don't say anything at all<br />
Well God don't listen to the noise<br />
Now I'm left here all alone<br />
<br />
Ooh, oh, I hear what the neighbors say<br />
That that poor boy has lost his way<br />
And I let the others pray<br />
<br />
Oh darlin, darlin<br />
What have I done?<br />
Now I do my talking with a gun<br />
And blood will spill into the gutters<br />
And it will stain the morning sun<br />
<br />
Ooh, oh tell me what the hell I've done<br />
Can I stop at one?<br />
Or have I just begun?<br />
<br />
Take out the bodies that live<br />
Oh, Lord, it gets me high<br />
I think I'm gonna get my fill<br />
Of taking lives<br />
<br />
Oh, Lord, I don't wanna let my baby down<br />
Well I just wanna give us something one of a kind<br />
<br />
Oh darlin, darlin<br />
What have I done?<br />
I've been a stray from you too long<br />
And all my days have turned to darkness<br />
Hell is leaving the light on<br />
<br />
And ooh, oh they'll hang me way up high<br />
God himself will drop me from the sky<br />
And let me swing a while<br />
<br />
Oh darlin, darlin<br />
What have I done?<br />
(X8)<br />
<br />
What have I done? </div>mayssamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09228980375658952749noreply@blogger.com25tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1807624009029814714.post-381229932752296012013-11-09T14:14:00.000-08:002013-11-09T14:14:43.427-08:00Lana Del Rey: Born to Die<center><img src="http://no-words.com/blog/images/new/borntodie.jpg" /></center><script>MkLinkMp3("192","Lana Del Rey: Born to Die", "no.jpg", "192");</script> <div style="font-size:14px; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; color: #333333; border-left-width: 1px; border-left-style: solid; border-left-color: #E4E4E4; padding-left: 4px; border-right-width: 10px; border-right-style: solid; border-right-color: #E4E4E4; background-color: #F6F6F6;" dir=ltr align=left><br />
What?<br />
Who me?<br />
What?<br />
<br />
Feet don’t fail me now<br />
Take me to the finish line<br />
Oh my heart it breaks every step that I take<br />
But I’m hoping at the gates,<br />
They’ll tell me that you’re mine<br />
<br />
Walking through the city streets<br />
Is it by mistake or design<br />
I feel so alone on the Friday nights<br />
Can you make it feel like home, if I tell you you’re mine<br />
It's like I told you honey<br />
<br />
Don’t make me sad, don’t make me cry<br />
Sometimes love is not enough and the road gets tough<br />
I don’t know why<br />
Keep making me laugh<br />
Let’s go get high<br />
The road is long, we carry on<br />
Try to have fun in the meantime<br />
<br />
Come on take a walk on the wild side<br />
Let me kiss you hard in the pouring rain<br />
You like your girls insane<br />
Choose your last words, this is the last time<br />
Cause you and I, we were born to die<br />
<br />
Lost but now I am found<br />
I can see but once I was blind<br />
I was so confused as a little child<br />
Trying to take what I could get<br />
Scared that I couldn't find<br />
All the answers honey<br />
<br />
Don’t make me sad, don’t make me cry<br />
Sometimes love is not enough and the road gets tough<br />
I don’t know why<br />
Keep making me laugh<br />
Let's go get high<br />
The road is long, we carry on<br />
Try to have fun in the meantime<br />
<br />
Come on take a walk on the wild side<br />
Let me kiss you hard in the pouring rain<br />
You like your girls insane<br />
Choose your last words,<br />
This is the last time<br />
Cause you and I<br />
We were born to die [x3]<br />
<br />
Come on and take a walk on the wild side<br />
Let me kiss you hard in the pouring rain<br />
You like your girls insane<br />
<br />
Don’t make me sad, don’t make me cry<br />
Sometimes love is not enough and the road gets tough<br />
I don’t know why<br />
Keep making me laugh<br />
Let's go get high<br />
The road is long, we carry on<br />
Try to have fun in the meantime<br />
<br />
Come on take a walk on the wild side<br />
Let me kiss you hard in the pouring rain<br />
You like your girls insane...<br />
Choose your last words,<br />
This is the last time<br />
Cause you and I<br />
We were born to die </div>mayssamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09228980375658952749noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1807624009029814714.post-58743749327095847062013-11-09T13:36:00.000-08:002013-11-09T13:36:02.705-08:00Andrew Bird: Eyeoneye<center><img src="http://no-words.com/blog/images/new/eyeoneye.jpg" /></center><script>MkLinkMp3("191","Andrew Bird: Eyeoneye", "no.jpg", "191");</script> <div style="font-size:14px; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; color: #333333; border-left-width: 1px; border-left-style: solid; border-left-color: #E4E4E4; padding-left: 4px; border-right-width: 10px; border-right-style: solid; border-right-color: #E4E4E4; background-color: #F6F6F6;" dir=ltr align=left><br />
Go ahead and congratulate yourself<br />
Give yourself a hand, <br />
A hand is yours<br />
In the harden hours, and so<br />
And here it heals itself, it's too much<br />
And you're getting too close<br />
You're getting too close<br />
You're getting to close to your soul<br />
<br />
You've done the impossible now<br />
Took yourself apart<br />
Made yourself invulnerable<br />
No one can break your heart<br />
So you break it yourself<br />
<br />
Bringing your own, break it yourself<br />
Bringing your own, break it yourself<br />
Bringing your own, but break it yourself<br />
Bringing your own, but break it yourself<br />
Bringing your own, <br />
<br />
Go ahead and re-eyeoneye yourself<br />
Give yourself a hand, <br />
A hand is yours<br />
And you go ahead and bring it all<br />
Go ahead and stretch it all<br />
Go ahead and read inside<br />
<br />
Dare to protest it makes this<br />
Boy and girl, two eyes<br />
Too rigid, all the sadness<br />
A hundred stories high<br />
<br />
And you re-eyeoneyeze<br />
And it's eyeoneyeze-eyeoneyeze-eyeoneyeze<br />
All this time it took to realize<br />
That you could use some help<br />
<br />
Bringing your heart, breaking the shell<br />
Bringing your heart, breaking the shell<br />
Bringing your heart, but break it yourself<br />
Bringing your heart, but break it yourself<br />
<br />
Give yourself a hand, a hand is yours<br />
Go ahead and wear it out<br />
And you go ahead and stretch it out<br />
And you go ahead and wear it inside out<br />
And it's eyeoneye-oneye-oneye<br />
And it's eyeoneye-oneye-oneye </div>mayssamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09228980375658952749noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1807624009029814714.post-35201151571089356252013-09-10T15:27:00.000-07:002013-09-10T15:27:35.238-07:00Lily Allen: Not Fair<center><img src="http://no-words.com/blog/images/new/notfair.jpg" /></center><script>MkLinkMp3("190","Lily Allen: Not Fair", "no.jpg", "190");</script> <div style="font-size:14px; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; color: #333333; border-left-width: 1px; border-left-style: solid; border-left-color: #E4E4E4; padding-left: 4px; border-right-width: 10px; border-right-style: solid; border-right-color: #E4E4E4; background-color: #F6F6F6;" dir=ltr align=left><br />
Oh, he treats me with respect, he says he loves me all the time<br />
He calls me fifteen times a day, he likes to make sure that I'm fine<br />
You know I've never met a man who's made me feel quite so secure<br />
He's not like all them other boys, they're all so dumb and immature<br />
<br />
There's just one thing that's getting in the way<br />
When we go up to bed, you're just no good, it's such a shame<br />
I look into your eyes, I want to get to know you<br />
And then you make this noise and it's apparent it's all over<br />
<br />
It's not fair and I think you're really mean<br />
I think you're really mean, I think you're really mean<br />
Oh, you're suppose to care<br />
But you never make me scream, you never make me scream<br />
<br />
Oh, it's not fair and it's really not okay<br />
It's really not okay, it's really not okay<br />
Oh, you're supposed to care<br />
But all you do is take, yeah, all you do is take<br />
<br />
Oh, I lie here in the wet patch in the middle of the bed<br />
I'm feeling pretty damn hard done by, I spent ages giving head<br />
Then I remember all the nice things that you ever said to me<br />
Maybe I'm just overreacting, maybe you're the one for me<br />
<br />
There's just one thing that's getting in the way<br />
When we go up to bed, you're just no good, it's such a shame<br />
I look into your eyes, I want to get to know you<br />
And then you make this noise and it's apparent it's all over<br />
<br />
It's not fair and I think you're really mean<br />
I think you're really mean, I think you're really mean<br />
Oh, you're supposed to care<br />
But you never make me scream, you never make me scream<br />
<br />
Oh, it's not fair and it's really not okay<br />
It's really not okay, it's really not okay<br />
Oh, you're supposed to care<br />
But all you do is take, yeah, all you do is take<br />
<br />
There's just one thing that's getting in the way<br />
When we go up to bed, you're just no good, it's such a shame<br />
I look into your eyes, I want to get to know you<br />
And then you make this noise and it's apparent it's all over<br />
<br />
It's not fair and I think you're really mean<br />
I think you're really mean, I think you're really mean<br />
Oh, you're supposed to care<br />
But you never make me scream, you never make me scream<br />
<br />
Oh, it's not fair and it's really not okay<br />
It's really not okay, it's really not okay<br />
Oh, you're supposed to care<br />
But all you do is take, yeah, all you do is ta<br />
</div>mayssamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09228980375658952749noreply@blogger.com42tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1807624009029814714.post-50177597848167194202013-09-06T02:27:00.001-07:002013-09-06T02:27:37.980-07:00Grimes: Genesis<center><img src="http://no-words.com/blog/images/new/genesis.jpg" /></center><script>MkLinkMp3("189","Grimes: Genesis", "no.jpg", "189");</script> <div style="font-size:14px; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; color: #333333; border-left-width: 1px; border-left-style: solid; border-left-color: #E4E4E4; padding-left: 4px; border-right-width: 10px; border-right-style: solid; border-right-color: #E4E4E4; background-color: #F6F6F6;" dir=ltr align=left>(My heart will never feel <br />
Will never know<br />
<br />
Oh, heart<br />
And then it falls<br />
And then I fall<br />
And then I know)<br />
<br />
My heart will never feel<br />
Will never see <br />
Will never know <br />
<br />
Oh, heart <br />
And then it falls <br />
And then I fall<br />
And then I know <br />
<br />
My heart will never feel <br />
Will never see <br />
Will never know <br />
<br />
Oh, heart <br />
And then it falls<br />
And then it falls<br />
And then I know<br />
<br />
(My, my, my)<br />
<br />
Everything, everything<br />
<br />
(My, my, my)<br />
<br />
(My heart)<br />
<br />
Holding on <br />
I am a vagabond <br />
It’s always different<br />
I am the one who falls<br />
<br />
My heart will never be <br />
Will never see <br />
Will never know <br />
<br />
Oh, heart <br />
And then it falls<br />
And then it falls<br />
And then I know<br />
<br />
Holding on <br />
I am a vagabond <br />
It’s always different<br />
I am the one who falls<br />
<br />
Holding on<br />
I am a vagabond<br />
It’s always different<br />
I am the one that loves</div>mayssamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09228980375658952749noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1807624009029814714.post-84959463130204901392013-09-04T18:22:00.000-07:002013-09-04T18:22:54.750-07:00Beach House: Myth<center><img src="http://no-words.com/blog/images/new/myth.jpg" /></center><script>MkLinkMp3("188","Beach House: Myth", "no.jpg", "188");</script> <div style="font-size:14px; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; color: #333333; border-left-width: 1px; border-left-style: solid; border-left-color: #E4E4E4; padding-left: 4px; border-right-width: 10px; border-right-style: solid; border-right-color: #E4E4E4; background-color: #F6F6F6;" dir=ltr align=left><br />
Drifting in and out<br />
You see the road you're on<br />
It came rolling down your cheek<br />
You say just what you mean<br />
And in between it's never as it seems<br />
<br />
Help me to name it<br />
Help me to name it<br />
<br />
If you built yourself a myth<br />
You'd know just what to give<br />
What comes after this<br />
Momentary bliss<br />
The consequence of what you do to me<br />
<br />
Help me to name it<br />
Help me to name it<br />
<br />
Found yourself in a new direction<br />
Arrows falling from the sun<br />
Canyon calling would they come to greet you<br />
Let you know you're not the only one<br />
<br />
Can't keep hanging on<br />
To what is dead and gone<br />
If you built yourself a myth<br />
You'd know just what to give<br />
Materialize<br />
Or let the ashes fly<br />
<br />
Help me to name it<br />
Help me to name it<br />
</div>mayssamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09228980375658952749noreply@blogger.com25tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1807624009029814714.post-17604267085979129472013-08-13T04:22:00.000-07:002013-08-13T04:22:35.357-07:00Andrew Bird: Near Death Experiment<center><img src="http://no-words.com/blog/images/new/neardeathexperiment.jpg" /></center><script>MkLinkMp3("187","Andrew Bird: Near Death Experiment", "no.jpg", "187");</script> <div style="font-size:14px; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; color: #333333; border-left-width: 1px; border-left-style: solid; border-left-color: #E4E4E4; padding-left: 4px; border-right-width: 10px; border-right-style: solid; border-right-color: #E4E4E4; background-color: #F6F6F6;" dir=ltr align=left>You used to be like toffee,<br />
Between the kitten's teeth -<br />
You used to build arid shelters out of sticks and leaves and<br />
spend the whole day underneath.<br />
<br />
You used to be like copper -<br />
Pliable but strong,<br />
You used to smile and nod, say "you're right," be polite,<br />
When you know that everybody's wrong. <br />
<br />
So you dare the plane to crash,<br />
redeem the miles for cash when it starts to dive<br />
And we'll dance like cancer survivors -<br />
like we're grateful simply to be alive.<br />
<br />
Dare the plane to crash,<br />
redeem the miles for cash <br />
And we'll dance like cancer survivors -<br />
like your prognosis was that you should've died.<br />
<br />
No, there's nothing wrong; there's nothing wrong when it starts to down<br />
And we'll dance like cancer survivors -<br />
like we're grateful simply to be alive<br />
<br />
No, there's nothing wrong; there's nothing wrong when it starts to down<br />
And we'll dance like cancer survivors</div>mayssamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09228980375658952749noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1807624009029814714.post-30392821374432647592013-08-08T20:44:00.000-07:002013-08-08T20:45:10.310-07:00Bobby McFerrin: Don't Worry Be Happy<center><img src="http://no-words.com/blog/images/new/behappy.jpg" /></center><script>MkLinkMp3("186","Bobby McFerrin: Don't Worry Be Happy", "no.jpg", "186");</script> <div style="font-size:14px; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; color: #333333; border-left-width: 1px; border-left-style: solid; border-left-color: #E4E4E4; padding-left: 4px; border-right-width: 10px; border-right-style: solid; border-right-color: #E4E4E4; background-color: #F6F6F6;" dir=ltr align=left><br />
Here's a little song I wrote<br />
You might want to sing it note for note<br />
Don't worry, be happy<br />
In every life we have some trouble<br />
But when you worry you make it double<br />
Don't worry, be happy<br />
Don't worry, be happy now<br />
<br />
Don't worry, be happy, Don't worry, be happy<br />
Don't worry, be happy, Don't worry, be happy<br />
<br />
Ain't got no place to lay your head<br />
Somebody came and took your bed<br />
Don't worry, be happy<br />
The landlord say your rent is late<br />
He may have to litigate<br />
Don't worry, be happy<br />
Don't worry, be happy<br />
<br />
Don't worry, be happy, Don't worry, be happy<br />
Don't worry, be happy, Don't worry, be happy </div>mayssamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09228980375658952749noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1807624009029814714.post-74927014530673929542013-08-06T20:55:00.002-07:002013-08-08T19:15:16.594-07:00Noah And The Whale: Blue Skies<center><img src="http://no-words.com/blog/images/new/blueskies1.jpg" /></center><script>MkLinkMp3("185","Noah And The Whale: Blue Skies", "no.jpg", "185");</script><br />
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<br />
This is a song for anyone<br />
With a broken heart<br />
This is a song for anyone<br />
Who can't get out of bed<br />
<br />
I'll do anything<br />
To be happy<br />
Oh, 'cause blue skies are calling<br />
But I know that it's hard<br />
<br />
This is the last song that I write<br />
While still in love with you<br />
This is the last song that I write<br />
While you're even on my mind<br />
<br />
Cause it's time to leave<br />
Those feelings behind<br />
Oh, 'cause blue skies are calling<br />
But I know that it's hard<br />
<br />
I don't think that it's the end<br />
But I know we can't keep going<br />
I don't think that it's the end<br />
But I know we can't keep going<br />
<br />
But blue skies are calling<br />
Oh, yeah, blue skies are calling<br />
Oh, blue skies are calling<br />
But I know that it's hard<br />
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You are my sweetest downfall<br />
I loved you first, I loved you first<br />
Beneath the sheets of paper lies my truth<br />
I have to go, I have to go<br />
Your hair was long when we first met<br />
<br />
Samson went back to bed<br />
Not much hair left on his head<br />
He ate a slice of wonder bread, and went right back to bed<br />
And history books forgot about us and the Bible didn't mention us<br />
And the Bible didn't mention us, not even once<br />
<br />
You are my sweetest downfall<br />
I loved you first, I loved you first<br />
Beneath the stars came fallin' on our heads<br />
But they're just old light, they're just old light<br />
Your hair was long when we first met<br />
<br />
Samson came to my bed<br />
Told me that my hair was red<br />
Told me I was beautiful, and came into my bed<br />
Oh, I cut his hair myself one night<br />
A pair of dull scissors in the yellow light<br />
And he told me that I'd done alright<br />
And kissed me till the mornin' light, the mornin' light<br />
And he kissed me till the mornin' light<br />
<br />
Samson went back to bed<br />
Not much hair left on his head<br />
Ate a slice of wonder bread, and went right back to bed<br />
Oh, we couldn't bring the columns down<br />
Yeah, we couldn't destroy a single one<br />
And history books forgot about us<br />
And the Bible didn't mention us, not even once<br />
<br />
You are my sweetest downfall<br />
I loved you first<br />
<br />
</div>mayssamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09228980375658952749noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1807624009029814714.post-48264877295089035742011-11-06T15:58:00.000-08:002013-08-08T18:53:10.129-07:00Tom Waits: Kiss Me<center><img src="http://no-words.com/blog/images/new/tomwaitskissme.jpg" /></center><script>MkLinkMp3("182","Tom Waits: Kiss Me<BR />Album: Bad As Me", "no.jpg", "182");</script><br />
<div style="font-size:14px; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; color: #333333; border-left-width: 1px; border-left-style: solid; border-left-color: #E4E4E4; padding-left: 4px; border-right-width: 10px; border-right-style: solid; border-right-color: #E4E4E4; background-color: #F6F6F6;" dir=ltr align=left><br />
The fire's dyin' out <br />
All the embers have been spent <br />
Outside on the street <br />
Lover's eyes in the shadows <br />
You look at me <br />
I look at you <br />
There's only one thing <br />
I want you to do <br />
<br />
Kiss me <br />
I want you to kiss me like a stranger once again <br />
Kiss me like a stranger once again <br />
I won't believe that our love's a mystery <br />
I won't believe our love's a sin <br />
I want you to kiss me like a stranger once again <br />
You wear the same kind of perfume <br />
You wore when we met <br />
I suppose there's something comforting <br />
In knowing what to expect <br />
But when you brushed up against me <br />
Before I knew your name <br />
Everything was thrilling <br />
'Cause nothin' was the same <br />
<br />
Now I want you to kiss me <br />
I want you to kiss me like a stranger once again <br />
Kiss me like a stranger once again <br />
I won't believe our love's a mystery <br />
I won't believe our love's a sin <br />
Oh will you kiss me like a stranger once again <br />
I want you to kiss me like a stranger <br />
Kiss me like a stranger once again<br />
</div>mayssamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09228980375658952749noreply@blogger.com28tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1807624009029814714.post-14445939114361169062011-06-27T18:56:00.000-07:002011-06-27T18:56:14.327-07:00Bob Dylan: Tell Me<center><img src="http://no-words.com/blog/images/new/bobdylantellme.jpg" /></center><script>MkLinkMp3("181","Bob Dylan: Tell Me<BR/>Album: Bootleg Series Vol 1-3<BR/> (download: 5.3mg - mp3)", "no.jpg", "181");</script> <div style="font-size:14px; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; color: #333333; border-left-width: 1px; border-left-style: solid; border-left-color: #E4E4E4; padding-left: 4px; border-right-width: 10px; border-right-style: solid; border-right-color: #E4E4E4; background-color: #F6F6F6;" dir=ltr align=left>Tell me, I've got to know.<br />
Tell me, tell me before I go.<br />
Does that flame still burn? Does that fire still glow?<br />
Or has it died out and melted like the snow.<br />
Tell me.<br />
Tell me.<br />
<br />
Tell me, what are you focused upon?<br />
Tell me what I'll know better when you're gone.<br />
Tell me quick with a glance on the side.<br />
Shall I hold you close?<br />
Or Shall I let you go by?<br />
Tell me.<br />
Tell me.<br />
<br />
Are you looking at me and thinking of somebody else?<br />
Can you feel the heat and the beat of my pulse?<br />
Do you have any secrets that will come out in time?<br />
Do you lie in bed and stare at the stars?<br />
Is your main friend an acquaintance of ours?<br />
Tell me.<br />
Tell me.<br />
<br />
Tell me, do those neon lights blind your eyes?<br />
Tell me, behind what door your treasure lies.<br />
Ever gone broke in a big way?<br />
Ever gone the opposite of what the experts say?<br />
Tell me.<br />
Tell me.<br />
<br />
Is it some kind of game that you're playin' with me.<br />
Am I imagining something that never can be?<br />
Do you have any morals?<br />
Do you have any point of view?<br />
Do you long to ride on that old ship of Zion?<br />
What means more to you, a lap dog or a dead lion?<br />
Tell me.<br />
Tell me.<br />
<br />
Tell me, is my name in your book?<br />
Tell me, should I come back and take another look?<br />
Tell me the truth, tell me no lies.<br />
Are you someone, anyone?<br />
Tell me.<br />
Tell me.<br />
<br />
</div>mayssamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09228980375658952749noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1807624009029814714.post-38172163983416176492011-03-24T03:36:00.000-07:002011-03-24T03:36:54.401-07:00Katie Melua: I'd Love To Kill You - A Moment of Madness<center><img src="http://no-words.com/blog/images/new/idlovetokillyou.jpg" /></center><script>MkLinkMp3("179","Katie Melua: I'd Love To Kill You<BR>Album: The House (download: 3.4mg - mp3)", "no.jpg", "179");</script><script>MkLinkMp3("180","Katie Melua: A Moment of Madness<BR>Album: The House (download: 4.5mg - mp3)", "no.jpg", "180");</script> <div style="font-size:14px; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; color: #333333; border-left-width: 1px; border-left-style: solid; border-left-color: #E4E4E4; padding-left: 4px; border-right-width: 10px; border-right-style: solid; border-right-color: #E4E4E4; background-color: #F6F6F6;" dir=ltr align=left>I'd love to kill you with a kiss<br />
I'd like to strike you down with bliss<br />
I'd like to tie you up in knots<br />
Until your heart stops<br />
<br />
I'd love to kill you with a glance<br />
I'd like to put you in a trance<br />
I'd like to drug you with my scent<br />
And use you in the moment<br />
<br />
I'd love to kill you while you eat<br />
The pleasure would taste so sweet<br />
I'd like to open up your skin<br />
And wander there within<br />
<br />
I'd love to kill you by a stream<br />
When no one can hear my baby scream<br />
And then I'd run away and be free<br />
The sweetest victory<br />
<br />
I love to watch you in your sleep<br />
Cause you don't have power over me<br />
And when you're awake I'm undone<br />
Under your spell - in hell<br />
<br />
-----------------------------------------<br />
<br />
A moment of madness<br />
It's happened before<br />
It could turn into sadness or a civil war<br />
You've got me changing all i ever thought<br />
<br />
When you first got so mad lost your rag<br />
Trying to save some trees<br />
Angry cries, saw your thighs<br />
And I fell to my knees<br />
Oh my God what is it? <br />
It's a moment of madness<br />
<br />
When we drank too much beer<br />
Lost our fear<br />
Our defences were down<br />
you got up tried your luck<br />
Bought a dubious round<br />
It can be hard to resist<br />
It's a moment of madness<br />
<br />
A promise of passion<br />
A trailer of sin<br />
A smiling assassin<br />
The demon within Endorphins are raging<br />
Resistance is thin <br />
<br />
And you're blowing my mind<br />
'Cause I find that your theories of life<br />
Are insane, feed my brain<br />
I could listen all night<br />
I can't leave till we kiss<br />
It's a moment of madness<br />
<br />
<br />
And I just wanna stare at your hair<br />
And imagine you opening your door<br />
In your drawer there's some leather in there<br />
I refuse, you persist<br />
It's a moment of madness<br />
<br />
You know I'm not asking a lot<br />
Only your life<br />
I don't want to get what I want<br />
But I'm gonna ask you to stop But I'm full of lies<br />
<br />
When you first got so mad lost your rag<br />
Trying to save some trees<br />
Angry cries, saw your thighs<br />
And I fell to my knees<br />
Oh my God what is it?<br />
It's a moment of madness<br />
<br />
And I just wanna stare at your hair<br />
And imagine you opening you door<br />
In your drawer there's some leather in there<br />
I refusen you persist<br />
It's a moment of madness<br />
</div>mayssamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09228980375658952749noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1807624009029814714.post-47448134830766727752011-03-19T18:44:00.000-07:002011-03-19T18:44:59.816-07:00Screaming Masterpiece<center><img src="http://no-words.com/blog/images/new/screamingmasterpieace.jpg" /></center><script>MkLinkMp3("177","Steindór Andersen, Sigur Rós: Á Fero Til Breioafjaroar<BR>Album: Screaming Masterpiece<BR>(download: 9.4mg - mp3)", "no.jpg", "177");</script><script>MkLinkMp3("178","Sigur Rós, Amina: #8 A.K.A. Popplagio<BR>Album: Screaming Masterpiece<BR>(download: 9.4mg - mp3)", "no.jpg", "178");</script> <div style="font-size:14px; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; color: #333333; border-left-width: 1px; border-left-style: solid; border-left-color: #E4E4E4; padding-left: 4px; border-right-width: 10px; border-right-style: solid; border-right-color: #E4E4E4; background-color: #F6F6F6;" dir=ltr align=left> </div>mayssamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09228980375658952749noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1807624009029814714.post-67858048830753527252011-03-02T05:35:00.002-08:002011-03-03T10:09:25.901-08:00Josh T. Pearson: Sweetheart I Ain't Your Christ<center><img src="http://no-words.com/blog/images/new/sweetheart.jpg" /></center><script>MkLinkMp3("277","Josh T. Pearson: Sweetheart I Aint Your Christ<BR>(download: 7.7mg - mp3)", "no.jpg", "277");</script> <div style="font-size:14px; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; color: #333333; border-left-width: 1px; border-left-style: solid; border-left-color: #E4E4E4; padding-left: 4px; border-right-width: 10px; border-right-style: solid; border-right-color: #E4E4E4; background-color: #F6F6F6;" dir=ltr align=left></div>mayssamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09228980375658952749noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1807624009029814714.post-27738946737420131742011-03-02T05:07:00.000-08:002011-03-02T05:07:39.571-08:00Radiohead: Codex<center><img src="http://no-words.com/blog/images/new/codex.jpg" /></center><script>MkLinkMp3("176","Radiohead: Codex<BR>Album: King of the Limbs<BR>(download: 11.4mg - mp3)", "no.jpg", "176");</script> <div style="font-size:14px; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; color: #333333; border-left-width: 1px; border-left-style: solid; border-left-color: #E4E4E4; padding-left: 4px; border-right-width: 10px; border-right-style: solid; border-right-color: #E4E4E4; background-color: #F6F6F6;" dir=ltr align=left>Slight of hand<br />
Jump off the end<br />
Into a clear lake<br />
No one around<br />
Just dragonflies<br />
Flying to the side<br />
No one gets hurt<br />
You've done nothing wrong<br />
Slide your hand<br />
Jump off the end<br />
The water's clear<br />
And innocent<br />
The water's clear<br />
And innocent </div>mayssamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09228980375658952749noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1807624009029814714.post-46141159522866136622011-01-28T18:40:00.004-08:002011-01-28T18:49:44.897-08:00Via Tania: Wonder Stranger<center><img src="http://no-words.com/blog/images/new/wonderstranger.jpg" /></center><script>
MkLinkMp3("175","Via Tania: Wonder Stranger<BR>Album: Moon Sweet Moon<BR>(download: 4.2mg - mp3)", "no.jpg", "175");</script>mayssamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09228980375658952749noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1807624009029814714.post-57747319272457803572011-01-28T18:27:00.000-08:002011-01-28T18:27:04.999-08:00Mylène Farmer: Diabolique Mon Ange<iframe src="http://rcm.amazon.com/e/cm?t=myretic-20&o=1&p=8&l=bpl&asins=B0049W64JG&fc1=000000&IS2=1<1=_blank&m=amazon&lc1=0000FF&bc1=000000&bg1=FFFFFF&f=ifr" style="align:left;padding-top:5px;width:131px;height:245px;padding-right:10px;"align="left" scrolling="no" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0" frameborder="0"></iframe><center><img src="http://no-words.com/blog/images/new/monange.jpg" /></center><script>MkLinkMp3("174","Mylène Farmer: Diabolique Mon Ange<BR>Album: Bleu Noir<BR>(download: 12mg - mp3)", "no.jpg", "174");</script> <div style="font-size:14px; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; color: #333333; border-left-width: 1px; border-left-style: solid; border-left-color: #E4E4E4; padding-left: 4px; border-right-width: 10px; border-right-style: solid; border-right-color: #E4E4E4; background-color: #F6F6F6;" dir=ltr align=left>Repos tranquille<br />
Heure inutile<br />
Dans cette chambre<br />
La main qui tremble<br />
<br />
Ne reste que les rêves <br />
Etonnante chimére<br />
Qui garde son empreinte<br />
A fuit dans son étreinte<br />
<br />
Allons ailleurs si tu veux<br />
Conduis moi où tu es mieux<br />
Et plus jamais la même<br />
Le vent fait sourde oreille<br />
<br />
Flik flak <br />
Diabolique est mon ange<br />
Tic tac <br />
Plus rien ne nous dérange<br />
La claque<br />
Bien contre lui et tangue<br />
Tic tac <br />
On s'est aimé à s'y méprendre<br />
Flik flak <br />
Diabolique est mon ange<br />
Tic tac <br />
Plus rien ne me dérange<br />
La claque<br />
Suis contre lui et tangue<br />
Et là<br />
S'agenouiller et puis s'éprendre<br />
<br />
Vent j'ai souhaité ta mort<br />
Temps j'ai maudit ton corps<br />
Et plus jamais la même<br />
A tout jamais de celles<br />
Qui entrouvrent fenêtre<br />
Qui parlent et puis se jettent<br />
<br />
Flik flak <br />
Diabolique est mon ange<br />
Tic tac <br />
Plus rien ne nous dérange<br />
La claque<br />
Bien contre lui et tangue<br />
Tic tac <br />
On s'est aimé à s'y méprendre<br />
Flik flak <br />
Diabolique est mon ange<br />
Tic tac <br />
Plus rien ne me dérange<br />
La claque<br />
Suis contre lui et tangue<br />
Et là<br />
S'agenouiller et puis s'éprendre </div>mayssamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09228980375658952749noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1807624009029814714.post-77949368027135431492010-12-13T09:14:00.000-08:002010-12-13T09:14:13.041-08:00Interpol: The Undoing<center><img src="http://no-words.com/blog/images/new/undoing.jpg" /></center><script>MkLinkMp3("173","Interpol: The Undoing<BR>Album: Interpol<BR>(download: 8.1mg - mp3)", "no.jpg", "173");</script> <div style="font-size:14px; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; color: #333333; border-left-width: 1px; border-left-style: solid; border-left-color: #E4E4E4; padding-left: 4px; border-right-width: 10px; border-right-style: solid; border-right-color: #E4E4E4; background-color: #F6F6F6;" dir=ltr align=left><center><iframe src="http://rcm.amazon.com/e/cm?t=myretic-20&o=1&p=8&l=bpl&asins=B003UDBSW8&fc1=000000&IS2=1<1=_blank&m=amazon&lc1=0000FF&bc1=000000&bg1=FFFFFF&f=ifr" style="align:left;padding-top:5px;width:131px;height:245px;padding-right:10px;"align="left" scrolling="no" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0" frameborder="0"></iframe></center><br />
I was on my way<br />
I was on my way to tell you it's no good<br />
I was on my way<br />
Chasing my damage<br />
<br />
I was chased, thrilled and altered<br />
Chasing my damage<br />
Because I was chased, thrilled and altered<br />
And it raised me<br />
<br />
Suele tener<br />
Me suelto <br />
Me suelto en el deshacer<br />
Al puro perder el ganar no compara<br />
<br />
I always thought you had great style<br />
And style was worthwhile<br />
Because I was <br />
I was on my way<br />
Sobreviviré<br />
<br />
Chasing my damage<br />
I was chased, thrilled and altered<br />
And it raised me<br />
Chasing my damage<br />
Because I was chased, thrilled and altered<br />
And it raised me<br />
<br />
Suele tener<br />
Me suelto <br />
Me suelto en el deshacer<br />
Al puro perder el ganar no compara<br />
<br />
Please please the place we're in now<br />
Please<br />
(All night long)<br />
Please please the place we're in now<br />
Please<br />
(All night long)<br />
Please please the place we're in now<br />
Please<br />
Please please the place we're in now<br />
Please </div>mayssamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09228980375658952749noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1807624009029814714.post-11660363988191607892010-12-05T23:33:00.003-08:002010-12-06T00:29:42.861-08:00Beach House: Used To Be<center><img src="http://no-words.com/blog/images/new/usedtobe.jpg" /></center><div align=center dir=ltr><object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" codebase="http://fpdownload.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=7,0,0,0" align="middle" height="27" width="400"> <param name="quality" value="best"> <param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"> <param name="wmode" value="window"> <param name="movie" value="http://www.google.com/reader/ui/3247397568-audio-player.swf?audioUrl=http://no-words.com/blog/songs/new/144.mp3"> <embed classname="audio-player-embed" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://www.google.com/reader/ui/3247397568-audio-player.swf?audioUrl=http://no-words.com/blog/songs/new/144.mp3" allowscriptaccess="never" quality="best" bgcolor="#ffffff" wmode="window" flashvars="playerMode=embedded" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" height="27" width="400"></object></div>
<br /><script>MkLinkMp3("144","Beach House: Used To Be<BR>Album: Teen Dream<BR/>(download: 6.4mg - mp3)", "no.jpg", "144");</script>
<br /><div style="font-size:14px; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; color: #333333; border-left-width: 1px; border-left-style: solid; border-left-color: #E4E4E4; padding-left: 4px; border-right-width: 10px; border-right-style: solid; border-right-color: #E4E4E4; background-color: #F6F6F6;" dir=ltr align=left>
<br />You are coming home
<br />Are you still alone
<br />Are you not the same as you used to be
<br />As the sound grows high
<br />Did you save your tie
<br />Does each day just feel like another life
<br />Now you know
<br />Is it just for show
<br />Just a foolish game that you hide behind
<br />Dont forget the nights
<br />When it all felt right
<br />Are you not the same as you used to be
<br />Used to be
<br />
<br />In a landless night
<br />Did you feel the fright
<br />Of the age that wasnt
<br />Could never be
<br />So we hold it close
<br />When we feel the most
<br />Like a love that we could not leave behind
<br />We turn the wheel
<br />To which way we feel
<br />Till our thoughts drift
<br />I can not find you there
<br />Don't forget the nights when it all felt right
<br />Are you not the same as you used to be
<br />Used to be
<br />
<br />Even if i try so hard
<br />Would we still be coming to an end
<br />Even if we spoke the same words
<br />Would we still turn each phrase
<br />Even if its simple rock stars
<br />We were given pieces of the heart
<br />And when there is nothing left to pretend
<br />We will know its coming to an end
<br />
<br />Even if we try so hard
<br />We were given pieces of our heart
<br />Its always good to see you again
<br />Even if its coming to an end
<br /></div>mayssamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09228980375658952749noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1807624009029814714.post-42004507845480375982010-12-02T00:09:00.004-08:002010-12-02T00:23:14.713-08:00Bon Iver: For Emma<center><img src="http://no-words.com/blog/images/new/foremma.jpg"/><br /><embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://www.google.com/reader/ui/3247397568-audio-player.swf?audioUrl=http://no-words.com/blog/files/new/168.mp3" width="400" height="27" allowscriptaccess="never" quality="best" bgcolor="#ffffff" wmode="window" flashvars="playerMode=embedded" ></embed><br /><a href="http://no-words.com/blog/files/new/169.mp3">Bon Iver: Skinny Love<BR>Album: For Emma, Forever Ago <BR>(download: 6.2mg - mp3)</a></center><br /><center><embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://www.google.com/reader/ui/3247397568-audio-player.swf?audioUrl=http://no-words.com/blog/files/new/168.mp3" width="400" height="27" allowscriptaccess="never" quality="best" bgcolor="#ffffff" wmode="window" flashvars="playerMode=embedded" ></embed><br /><a href="http://no-words.com/blog/files/new/168.mp3">Bon Iver: For Emma<BR>Album: For Emma, Forever Ago <BR>(download: 6.2mg - mp3)</a></center><br /><div style="font-size:14px; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; color: #333333; border-left-width: 1px; border-left-style: solid; border-left-color: #E4E4E4; padding-left: 4px; border-right-width: 10px; border-right-style: solid; border-right-color: #E4E4E4; background-color: #F6F6F6;" dir=ltr align=left><br /><h3>Skinny Love</h3><br />Come on skinny love just last the year<br />Pour a little salt we were never here<br />My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my<br />Staring at the sink of blood and crushed veneer<br /><br />I tell my love to wreck it all<br />Cut out all the ropes and let me fall<br />My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my<br />Right in the moment this order's tall<br /><br />And I told you to be patient<br />And I told you to be fine<br />And I told you to be balanced<br />And I told you to be kind<br />And in the morning I'll be with you<br />But it will be a different kind<br />And I'll be holding all the tickets<br />And you'll be owning all the fines<br /><br />Come on skinny love, what happened here?<br />Suckle on the hope in light brassieres<br />My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my<br />Sullen load is full, so slow on the split<br /><br />And I told you to be patient<br />And I told you to be fine<br />And I told you to be balanced<br />And I told you to be kind<br />And now all your love is wasted<br />And then who the hell was I?<br />And I'm breaking at the britches<br />And at the end of all your lines<br /><br />Who will love you?<br />Who will fight?<br />Who will fall far behind? <br /><br /><h3>For Emma</h3><br />Narrator:<br />(So apropos:<br />Saw death on a sunny snow)<br /><br />Him:<br />"For every life..."<br /><br />Her:<br />"Forego the parable."<br /><br />Him:<br />"Seek the light."<br /><br />Her:<br />"...My knees are cold."<br /><br />(Running home, running home, running home, running home...)<br /><br />Her:<br />"Go find another lover;<br />To bring a... to string along!"<br /><br />"With all your lies,<br />You're still very lovable."<br /><br />"I toured the light; so many foreign roads for Emma, forever ago." </div>mayssamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09228980375658952749noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1807624009029814714.post-18769870772026489122010-12-01T00:39:00.003-08:002010-12-02T00:57:09.451-08:00Blue October: X-Amount of Words<center><img src="http://no-words.com/blog/images/new/xamountofwords.jpg"/><br /><embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://www.google.com/reader/ui/3247397568-audio-player.swf?audioUrl=http://no-words.com/blog/files/new/171.mp3" width="400" height="27" allowscriptaccess="never" quality="best" bgcolor="#ffffff" wmode="window" flashvars="playerMode=embedded" ></embed><br /><a href="http://no-words.com/blog/files/new/171.mp3">Blue October: X-Amount of Words<BR>Album: Foiled<BR>(download: 5.1mg - mp3)</a></center><br /><center><embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://www.google.com/reader/ui/3247397568-audio-player.swf?audioUrl=http://no-words.com/blog/files/new/172.mp3" width="400" height="27" allowscriptaccess="never" quality="best" bgcolor="#ffffff" wmode="window" flashvars="playerMode=embedded" ></embed><br /><a href="http://no-words.com/blog/files/new/172.mp3">Blue October: X-Amount of Words (Live)<BR>Album: Foiled for the Last Time<BR>(download: 9mg - mp3)</a></center><br /><div style="font-size:14px; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; color: #333333; border-left-width: 1px; border-left-style: solid; border-left-color: #E4E4E4; padding-left: 4px; border-right-width: 10px; border-right-style: solid; border-right-color: #E4E4E4; background-color: #F6F6F6;" dir=ltr align=left><br />Relapse<br />Prevent trigger intent<br />Now drown<br />High strung<br />Say X amount of words<br /><br />You're solar, bipolar<br />Panic disorder<br />Seems harder and harder and harder<br />Still you try to control it<br /><br />You mold, you mold<br />Yeah you shape to mold<br />Oh you're bold you're bold<br />But your shape is bold<br /><br />You're a symptom superficial<br />To what they call knowing you<br />Minus the speed,<br />Could you imagine the phobia?<br /><br />Your brain is faulty wiring<br />the reason for tiring<br />Keep treating the curse,<br />Imagine the worst<br />Systematic, sympathetic<br />Quite pathetic, apologetic, paramedic<br />Your heart is prosthetic<br /><br />A plate of quite peculiar<br />On a dish of my own<br />A tablespoon of feather<br />tickle me to the bone<br />Give me recipes for happy<br />with the chemicals gone<br />Drinking freedom from a bottle<br />to the tune of belong<br /><br />I'm sick of shaking<br />never waking<br />from the hell I achieve<br />I never knew you till you left me<br />with the crying disease<br /><br />Another curing, reassuring<br />way to buckle the knees<br />So mistreated, I repeated<br />Never blessing your sneeze<br /><br />Now deleted and defeated<br />I will stand on my own<br />Yeah your memory that punches me<br />has broken the bone<br /><br />Give me recipes for sorry<br />I'm admitting I'm wrong<br />Still your memory that punches me<br />has broken the bone<br /></div>mayssamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09228980375658952749noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1807624009029814714.post-75994491162544229722010-11-07T21:24:00.003-08:002010-11-07T21:39:44.650-08:00Nouvelle Vague: Fade To Grey<center><img src="http://no-words.com/blog/images/new/no.jpg" /></center><script>MkLinkMp3("170","Nouvelle Vague: Fade To Grey<BR>Album: Bande A Part <BR>(download: 4.7mg - mp3)", "fadetogrey.jpg", "170");</script><div style="font-size:14px; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; color: #333333; border-left-width: 1px; border-left-style: solid; border-left-color: #E4E4E4; padding-left: 4px; border-right-width: 10px; border-right-style: solid; border-right-color: #E4E4E4; background-color: #F6F6F6;" dir=ltr align=left>
<br />One man on a lonely platform
<br />One case sitting by his side
<br />Two eyes staring cold and silent
<br />Shows fear as he turns to hide
<br />
<br />Ah, ah, we fade to grey
<br />Ah, ah, we fade to grey
<br />
<br />Feel the rain like an English summer
<br />Hear the notes from a distant song
<br />(Un homme dans une gare desolee
<br />Une valise a ses cotes
<br />Deux yeux fixes et froids
<br />Montrent de la peur lorsqu'il
<br />Se tourne pour se cacher)
<br />
<br />Stepping out from a backdrop poster
<br />Wishing life wouldn't be so dull
<br />
<br />(Sent la pluie comme un ete anglais
<br />Comme les notes d'une chanson lontaine
<br />Sortant de derriere d'un poster
<br />Esperant que la vie ne fut si longue)
<br />
<br />Ah, ah, we fade to grey
<br />Ah, ah, we fade to grey </div>mayssamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09228980375658952749noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1807624009029814714.post-65479205315085669312010-10-31T16:21:00.003-07:002010-10-31T16:33:42.059-07:00Radiohead: Go Slowly<center><img src="http://no-words.com/blog/images/new/no.jpg" /></center><script>MkLinkMp3("167","Radiohead: Go Slowly<BR>Album: In Rainbows (Bonus CD)<BR>(download: 6.4mg - mp3)", "goslowly.jpg", "167");</script><div style="font-size:14px; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; color: #333333; border-left-width: 1px; border-left-style: solid; border-left-color: #E4E4E4; padding-left: 4px; border-right-width: 10px; border-right-style: solid; border-right-color: #E4E4E4; background-color: #F6F6F6;" dir=ltr align=left>Over here
<br />Come slowly
<br />Come slowly to me
<br />I've been waiting
<br />Patient
<br />Patiently
<br />I didn't
<br />But now I can see
<br />
<br />That there's a way out
<br />That there's a way out
<br />
<br />That there's a way out
<br />That there's a way out
<br />That there's a way out</div>mayssamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09228980375658952749noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1807624009029814714.post-22642286922655092492010-10-28T05:53:00.003-07:002010-10-28T06:01:08.070-07:00Clayhill: Please Please Please Let Me Get What I Want<center><img src="http://no-words.com/blog/images/new/no.jpg" /></center><script>MkLinkMp3("166","Clayhill: Please Please Please Let Me Get What I Want <BR> Album: This is England OST (download: 5.3mg - mp3)", "letmegetwhatiwant.jpg", "166");</script><div style="font-size:14px; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; color: #333333; border-left-width: 1px; border-left-style: solid; border-left-color: #E4E4E4; padding-left: 4px; border-right-width: 10px; border-right-style: solid; border-right-color: #E4E4E4; background-color: #F6F6F6;" dir=ltr align=left> Good times for a change
<br />See, the luck I've had
<br />Can make a good man
<br />Turn bad
<br />
<br />So please please please
<br />Let me, let me, let me
<br />Let me get what I want
<br />This time
<br />
<br />Haven't had a dream in a long time
<br />See, the life Ive had
<br />Can make a good man bad
<br />
<br />So for once in my life
<br />Let me get what I want
<br />Lord knows, it would be the first time
<br />Lord knows, it would be the first time</div>mayssamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09228980375658952749noreply@blogger.com5