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12 The Libertines – Music When the Lights Go Out

Eine Ballade über eine unglückliche Liebe. Oder die Beziehung von Carl und Pete?

Is it cruel or kind not to speak my mind,
and to lie to you rather than hurt you?
Well I’ll confess all of of my sins
after several large gins
but still I’ll hide from you,
hide what’s inside from you.

And alarm bells ring
when you say your heart still sings
when you’re with me.
Won’t you please forgive me?

But I no longer hear the music
Oh no no no no no

And all the memories of the pubs
and the clubs and the drugs and the tubs
we shared together,
Will stay with me forever.

But all the highs and the lows
and the to’s and the fro’s,
They left me dizzy,
Oh won’t you please forgive me
I no longer hear the music
Oh no no no no

Well I no longer hear the music when the lights go out,
Love goes cold in the shades of doubt
The strange fate in my mind is all too clear.
Music when the lights come on
The girl I thought I knew has gone,
And with her my heart had disappeared…

Well I no longer hear the music
Oh no no no no no
All the memories of the fights and the nights
and the blue lights, all the kites
We flew together,
I thought they’d fly forever.

But all the highs and the lows
and the to’s and the fro’s
They left me dizzy,
Oh won’t you forgive me

But I no longer hear the music
Oh no no no no no

Music when the lights go out
Love goes cold in the shades of doubt
The strange fate in my mind it’s all too clear.

Music when the lights come on
The girl I thought I knew has gone
And With her my heart had disappeared

Well I no longer hear the music
Oh no no no no no
And no longer hear the music

11 The Draytones – Keep Loving Me

Gitarren………………….

MarBeck11 The Draytones – Keep Loving Me

Gitarren………………….

…………… klasse :band:

waYeah, Rossi-Music.

2 Titel muss er jetzt noch aushalten, dann kommt wieder was für Rossi. Versprochen.

MarBeck11 The Draytones – Keep Loving Me

Gitarren………………….

Eins der Highlights der Sendung!

MitchRyderWer von den dreien bist du?

ich bin gerade an der bar!

9 Wild Billy Childish and The Musicians of the British Empire – Joe Strummer’s Grave

Der Mann ist zornig. Zu recht.

Cool Britannia on CCTV
Your uncle kicked to death but we couldn’t quite see him
This is the land of the free
Your face is on Big Brother it belongs to me

Plug in your iPod and sing along with me
I saw your daughter gang-fucked on MTV
It’s the middle of the night and not a policeman in sight
Get your knives out baby, come on let’s fight

Cool Britannia, Jesus saves
Rupert Murdoch rules the waves
Richard Branson doesn’t shave
And Joe Strummer’s lying in his grave

Identikit market shit, every place is full of it
The supermarket’s stocking it, the government is flogging it
You can’t help but buy it, go on try it
There’s no sense in anyone trying to deny it

There’s no doors on this car, you can’t get out
No winders on the windows noone’ll hear you shout
No matter how many times you’ve gone up the water spout
The rain’ll come along and wash you out

Cool Britannia, Jesus saves
Rupert Murdoch rules the waves
Richard Branson doesn’t shave
And Joe Strummer’s molding in his grave

In this land filled with hate
The shopping centers open late
And everyone’s working on the cheap
Listening out for that cell phone beep
I ain’t no child of the Thatcher generation
That uptight bitch was our ruination
I ain’t got time for the thoughts of Marx
This is where the revolution starts

Cool Britannia, Jesus saves
Rupert Murdoch rules the waves
Richard Branson doesn’t shave
And Joe Strummer’s spinning in his grave

Every little house has got two TVs
Watching starving children on the BBC
And mummy’s working late she’s got two jobs
And her little darling’s turning into a foul-mouthed yob
Sitting on the tube wearing dizzy headphones
No matter where you turn to you’ll never be alone
In every supermarket, you’ll hear the musak drone
The Top of the Pops for you disco clones

Cool Britannia, Jesus saves
Rupert Murdoch rules the waves
Richard Branson doesn’t shave
And Joe Strummer’s laughing in his grave