<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738</id><updated>2011-12-06T01:44:55.418+02:00</updated><category term='neo-psychedelia'/><category term='lo-fi'/><category term='jazz'/><category term='cover'/><category term='romania'/><category term='avant-garde'/><category term='glam rock'/><category term='noise pop'/><category term='mexican'/><category term='dream pop'/><category term='norwegian'/><category term='downtempo'/><category term='soundtrack'/><category term='french rock'/><category term='smooth soul'/><category term='alternative pop'/><category term='australian'/><category term='female vocalists'/><category term='cabaret'/><category term='frida'/><category term='proto-punk'/><category term='japanese'/><category term='polish'/><category term='soul'/><category term='electronic'/><category term='retro-soul'/><category term='pop-soul'/><category term='britpop'/><category term='eurovision 2007'/><category term='new york'/><category term='alternative'/><category term='baroque pop'/><category term='swedish'/><category term='shoegaze'/><category term='folk'/><category term='folk rock'/><category term='piano rock'/><category term='classic rock'/><category term='psychedelia'/><category term='90s'/><category term='mod revival'/><category term='rock'/><category term='canadian'/><category term='indie pop'/><category term='blue-eyed soul'/><category term='icelandic'/><category term='british'/><category term='harpsichord'/><category term='indie rock'/><category term='acoustic'/><category term='morr music'/><category term='indie'/><category term='twee pop'/><category term='quadrophenia'/><category term='pop'/><category term='rnb'/><category term='motown'/><category term='french'/><category term='post-rock'/><category term='chamber pop'/><category term='alternative rock'/><category term='singer-songwriter'/><category term='60s'/><category term='art rock'/><category term='girl group'/><category term='indietronica'/><category term='psychedelic'/><category term='favourites'/><category term='biritish'/><category term='trip-hop'/><category term='mod'/><category term='experimental'/><category term='french pop'/><category term='neo-soul'/><title type='text'>Lyrics Fly</title><subtitle type='html'>- Our Archive of Lyrics -
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(You Can Listen To Them Too!)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Ayça</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08182719683996798374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/SZFhRthUTVI/AAAAAAAAAmo/kRCr32LsER4/S220/4437047.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>111</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-256568128494846224</id><published>2011-01-08T22:26:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T22:34:04.139+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The Isley Brothers - Behind A Painted Smile</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.fileserve.com/file/FDJrwTZ"&gt;The Isley Brothers - Behind A Painted Smile&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Whenever you're near I hide my tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Behind a painted smile&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/TSjKFeTyHPI/AAAAAAAAAq0/jSWx5SGYqlo/s1600/the-isley-brothers-the-definitive-collection-2007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/TSjKFeTyHPI/AAAAAAAAAq0/jSWx5SGYqlo/s200/the-isley-brothers-the-definitive-collection-2007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559915935373073650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't imagine the tears and sorrow&lt;br /&gt;Behind a painted smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life's a masquerade&lt;br /&gt;A world of let's pretend, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Since you took your love&lt;br /&gt;Pretending never ends, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I can't let you know&lt;br /&gt;That I still need you so, no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Darling I hide the tears that I cry)&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you're near I hide my tears&lt;br /&gt;Behind a painted smile&lt;br /&gt;You can't imagine the tears and sorrow&lt;br /&gt;Behind a painted smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't let you see&lt;br /&gt;All the tears I'm crying&lt;br /&gt;You would pity me&lt;br /&gt;That would be like dying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I can't have your love&lt;br /&gt;I don't need your sympathy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Darling I hide the tears that I cry)&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you're near I hide my tears&lt;br /&gt;Behind a painted smile&lt;br /&gt;You can't imagine the tears and sorrow&lt;br /&gt;Behind a painted smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is a masquerade&lt;br /&gt;Since you took your love away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can't let you see&lt;br /&gt;How much you hurting me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you're near I hide my tears&lt;br /&gt;Behind a painted smile&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-256568128494846224?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/256568128494846224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=256568128494846224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/256568128494846224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/256568128494846224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2011/01/isley-brothers-behind-painted-smile.html' title='The Isley Brothers - Behind A Painted Smile'/><author><name>Ayça</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08182719683996798374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/SZFhRthUTVI/AAAAAAAAAmo/kRCr32LsER4/S220/4437047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/TSjKFeTyHPI/AAAAAAAAAq0/jSWx5SGYqlo/s72-c/the-isley-brothers-the-definitive-collection-2007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-7071213359878643828</id><published>2011-01-08T20:19:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T20:34:05.437+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucio Battisti - La Mia Canzone Per Maria</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?eu7ano6aj57eqm6"&gt;Lucio Battisti - La Mia Canzone Per Maria&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sento una canzone dolce in fondo al cuor&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/TSiuCMGa4vI/AAAAAAAAAqs/W9t1Mvp1iAA/s1600/luciobattisti1969.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/TSiuCMGa4vI/AAAAAAAAAqs/W9t1Mvp1iAA/s200/luciobattisti1969.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559885092620002034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quando penso a maria.&lt;br /&gt;sento una canzone, una canzone d'amor&lt;br /&gt;quando penso a maria.&lt;br /&gt;alzo il mio bicchiere rosso e brindo a te,&lt;br /&gt;sento che la mente mia si accende.&lt;br /&gt;questa notte il vento porterà con sè&lt;br /&gt;la mia canzone per maria.&lt;br /&gt;sento una canzone dolce in fondo al cuor&lt;br /&gt;quando penso a rosa.&lt;br /&gt;sento una canzone, una canzone d'amor&lt;br /&gt;quando penso a rosa.&lt;br /&gt;alzo il mio bicchiere rosso e brindo a te,&lt;br /&gt;sento che la mente mia si accende.&lt;br /&gt;questa notte il vento porterà con sè&lt;br /&gt;la mia canzone per rosa.&lt;br /&gt;quanti volti, quanti volti ha l'amore,&lt;br /&gt;l'amore.&lt;br /&gt;per tutti una canzone sentirò.&lt;br /&gt;sento una canzone dolce in fondo al cuor&lt;br /&gt;quando penso a maria.&lt;br /&gt;sento una canzone, una canzone d'amor&lt;br /&gt;quando penso a rosa.&lt;br /&gt;alzo il mio bicchiere rosso e brindo a voi,&lt;br /&gt;sento che la mente mia si accende.&lt;br /&gt;questa notte il vento porterà con sè&lt;br /&gt;la mia canzone per maria,&lt;br /&gt;la mia canzone per rosa,&lt;br /&gt;la mia canzone per maria,&lt;br /&gt;la mia canzone per rosa.&lt;br /&gt;questa notte il vento porterà con sà&lt;br /&gt;la mia canzone per maria.&lt;br /&gt;la la la la....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-7071213359878643828?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/7071213359878643828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=7071213359878643828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/7071213359878643828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/7071213359878643828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2011/01/lucio-battisti-la-mia-canzone-per-maria.html' title='Lucio Battisti - La Mia Canzone Per Maria'/><author><name>Ayça</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08182719683996798374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/SZFhRthUTVI/AAAAAAAAAmo/kRCr32LsER4/S220/4437047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/TSiuCMGa4vI/AAAAAAAAAqs/W9t1Mvp1iAA/s72-c/luciobattisti1969.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-4713247953557200777</id><published>2009-12-26T02:01:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T02:17:04.089+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pop'/><title type='text'>Paul McCartney - (I Want to) Come Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.opendrive.com/files/5929173_NTYXS/Paul%20McCartney%20-%20%28I%20Want%20To%29%20Come%20Home.mp3"&gt;Paul McCartney - (I Want to Come Home)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For so long, I was out in the cold&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/SzVV2PgiErI/AAAAAAAAAo8/SZpfGPIe7vY/s1600-h/paul-iwanttocomehome.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/SzVV2PgiErI/AAAAAAAAAo8/SZpfGPIe7vY/s200/paul-iwanttocomehome.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419332116974539442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics"&gt;And I taught myself to  believe every story I told&lt;br /&gt;It was fun hanging onto the moon, heading into the  sun&lt;br /&gt;but it's been too long,&lt;br /&gt;Now I want to come home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came so close,  to the edge of defeat&lt;br /&gt;But I made my way in the shade, keeping out of the  heat&lt;br /&gt;It was fun shooting out at the stars, looking into the sun&lt;br /&gt;But it's  been to long,&lt;br /&gt;Now i want to come home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home, where there's  nothing but, sweet surrender&lt;br /&gt;To the memories from afar&lt;br /&gt;Home, to the place  where the truth lies waiting&lt;br /&gt;We remember who we are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For too long, I  was out on my own&lt;br /&gt;Every day I spent trying to prove I could make it  alone&lt;br /&gt;It was fun hanging onto the moon, heading into the sun&lt;br /&gt;But it's been  too long,&lt;br /&gt;Now I want to come home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For so long, I  was out in the cold&lt;br /&gt;But I taught myself to believe every story I've  told&lt;br /&gt;It was fun hanging onto the moon, heading into the sun&lt;br /&gt;But its been  too long,&lt;br /&gt;Now I want to come home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah it's been too long,&lt;br /&gt;Now I  want to come home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been too long . . .&lt;br /&gt;Now I want to come home &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(McCartney)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-4713247953557200777?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='audio/mpeg' href='http://www.opendrive.com/files/5929173_NTYXS/Paul%20McCartney%20-%20(I%20Want%20To)%20Come%20Home.mp3' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/4713247953557200777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=4713247953557200777' title='38 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/4713247953557200777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/4713247953557200777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2009/12/paul-mccartney-i-want-to-come-home.html' title='Paul McCartney - (I Want to) Come Home'/><author><name>Tolga</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/SPY4F0GqVKI/AAAAAAAAAVo/16wno65EvrU/S220/rainparade+-edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/SzVV2PgiErI/AAAAAAAAAo8/SZpfGPIe7vY/s72-c/paul-iwanttocomehome.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>38</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-6096242085379672427</id><published>2009-04-24T22:52:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T23:01:47.327+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smooth soul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rnb'/><title type='text'>The Spinners - Ghetto Child</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/3/18/899349/The%20Spinners%20-%20Ghetto%20Child.mp3"&gt;The Spinners - Ghetto Child&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre&gt;When I was 17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/SfIaBou8dWI/AAAAAAAAAfk/BvC1GGBAKdk/s1600-h/The+Spinners+-+1972+-+Spinners.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 198px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/SfIaBou8dWI/AAAAAAAAAfk/BvC1GGBAKdk/s200/The+Spinners+-+1972+-+Spinners.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328349924549227874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I ran away from home&lt;br /&gt;And from everything&lt;br /&gt;I had ever known&lt;br /&gt;I was sick and tired&lt;br /&gt;Living in a town&lt;br /&gt;Filled with narrow minds&lt;br /&gt;And hate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They used to laugh at me&lt;br /&gt;And children called me names&lt;br /&gt;I would run and hide&lt;br /&gt;Feeling so ashamed&lt;br /&gt;Just for being born&lt;br /&gt;I was just a boy&lt;br /&gt;Punished for a crime&lt;br /&gt;That was not mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life ain't so easy&lt;br /&gt;When you’re a ghetto child&lt;br /&gt;Life ain't so easy&lt;br /&gt;When you’re a ghetto child&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one tried to understand&lt;br /&gt;Papa did the best a man&lt;br /&gt;Could do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A child's reality&lt;br /&gt;Is paid for by his folks&lt;br /&gt;Fancy fairy tales&lt;br /&gt;Are bought and sold by those&lt;br /&gt;Who can well afford&lt;br /&gt;Time to make believe&lt;br /&gt;Childhood dreams&lt;br /&gt;Can still come true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've been wandering&lt;br /&gt;Traveling all around&lt;br /&gt;Guess it ain’t my style&lt;br /&gt;To live in just one town&lt;br /&gt;Still I'll never know&lt;br /&gt;Why a child is blamed&lt;br /&gt;Ridiculed and shamed&lt;br /&gt;We're all the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life ain't so easy&lt;br /&gt;When you’re a ghetto child&lt;br /&gt;Life ain't so easy&lt;br /&gt;When you’re a ghetto child&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life ain't so easy&lt;br /&gt;When you’re a ghetto child&lt;br /&gt;Life ain't so easy&lt;br /&gt;When you’re a ghetto child &lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-6096242085379672427?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/6096242085379672427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=6096242085379672427' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/6096242085379672427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/6096242085379672427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2009/04/spinners-ghetto-child.html' title='The Spinners - Ghetto Child'/><author><name>Tolga</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/SPY4F0GqVKI/AAAAAAAAAVo/16wno65EvrU/S220/rainparade+-edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/SfIaBou8dWI/AAAAAAAAAfk/BvC1GGBAKdk/s72-c/The+Spinners+-+1972+-+Spinners.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-3889256446717981015</id><published>2007-09-27T00:14:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T23:16:34.722+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rnb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motown'/><title type='text'>Marvin Gaye &amp; Tammi Terrell - Ain't No Mountain High Enough</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/3/18/899349/Marvin%20Gaye%20-%20Ain%27t%20No%20Mountain%20High%20Enough.mp3"&gt;Marvin Gaye &amp;amp; Tammi Terrell - Ain't No Mountain High Enough&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen, baby&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/RvrMGCi11LI/AAAAAAAAARY/vOm-JvX4S3c/s1600-h/1967+-+United+%5Ba1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/RvrMGCi11LI/AAAAAAAAARY/vOm-JvX4S3c/s200/1967+-+United+%5Ba1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114624730966906034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ain't no mountain high&lt;br /&gt;Ain't no valley low&lt;br /&gt;Ain't no river wide enough, baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; If you need me, call me&lt;br /&gt;No matter where you are&lt;br /&gt;No matter how far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just call my name&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there in a hurry&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to worry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause baby,&lt;br /&gt;There ain't no mountain high enough&lt;br /&gt;Ain't no valley low enough&lt;br /&gt;Ain't no river wide enough&lt;br /&gt;To keep me from getting to you, babe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the day&lt;br /&gt;I set you free&lt;br /&gt;I told you&lt;br /&gt;You could always count on me, darling&lt;br /&gt;From that day on I made a wow&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there when you want me&lt;br /&gt;Some way, somehow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause baby,&lt;br /&gt;There ain't no mountain high enough&lt;br /&gt;Ain't no valley low enough&lt;br /&gt;Ain't no river wide enough&lt;br /&gt;To keep me from getting to you, babe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, darling&lt;br /&gt;No wind, no rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All winter's cold can't stop me baby&lt;br /&gt;No, no, baby&lt;br /&gt;Cause you're are my goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're ever in trouble&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there on the double&lt;br /&gt;Just sittin' for me&lt;br /&gt;oh, baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My love is alive&lt;br /&gt;Way down in my heart&lt;br /&gt;Although we are miles apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ever need a helping hand&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there on the double&lt;br /&gt;Just as fast as I can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know that&lt;br /&gt;There ain't no mountain high enough&lt;br /&gt;Ain't no valley low enough&lt;br /&gt;Ain't no river wide enough&lt;br /&gt;To keep me from getting to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know that&lt;br /&gt;There ain't no mountain high enough&lt;br /&gt;Ain't no valley low enough&lt;br /&gt;Ain't no river wide enough&lt;br /&gt;Ain't no mountain high enough...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-3889256446717981015?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/3889256446717981015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=3889256446717981015' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/3889256446717981015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/3889256446717981015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/09/marvin-gaye-tammi-terrell-aint-no.html' title='Marvin Gaye &amp; Tammi Terrell - Ain&apos;t No Mountain High Enough'/><author><name>Tolga</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/SPY4F0GqVKI/AAAAAAAAAVo/16wno65EvrU/S220/rainparade+-edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/RvrMGCi11LI/AAAAAAAAARY/vOm-JvX4S3c/s72-c/1967+-+United+%5Ba1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-7194603045096195286</id><published>2007-09-26T23:11:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T23:13:39.796+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neo-soul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='british'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rnb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='retro-soul'/><title type='text'>Amy Winehouse - Tears Dry on Their Own</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/3/18/899349/Amy%20Winehouse%20-%20Tears%20Dry%20on%20Their%20Own.mp3"&gt;Amy Winehouse - Tears Dry on Their Own&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can ever be to you&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/RvrLWii11KI/AAAAAAAAARQ/miMTmS-RfEw/s1600-h/2006+-+Back+to+Black+%5Ba1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/RvrLWii11KI/AAAAAAAAARQ/miMTmS-RfEw/s200/2006+-+Back+to+Black+%5Ba1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114623914923119778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is a darkness that we know,&lt;br /&gt;And this regret i got accustomed to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; Once it was so right&lt;br /&gt;When we were at our high,&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for you in the hotel at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew i hadn't met my match,&lt;br /&gt;But every moment we could snatch,&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why i got so attached.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's my responsibility,&lt;br /&gt;And you don't owe nothing to me,&lt;br /&gt;But to walk away i have no capacity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He walks away,&lt;br /&gt;The sun goes down,&lt;br /&gt;He takes the day but i'm grown&lt;br /&gt;And in your way,&lt;br /&gt;In this blue shade&lt;br /&gt;My tears dry on their own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand,&lt;br /&gt;Why do i stress a man,&lt;br /&gt;When there's so many bigger things at hand,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We could've never had it all,&lt;br /&gt;We had to hit a wall,&lt;br /&gt;So this is an inevitable withdrawal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if i stop wanting you&lt;br /&gt;A perspective pushes true,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be some next man's other woman soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't play myself again,&lt;br /&gt;I should just be my own best friend,&lt;br /&gt;Not fuck myself in the head with stupid men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He walks away,&lt;br /&gt;The sun goes down,&lt;br /&gt;He takes the day but i'm grown&lt;br /&gt;And in your way,&lt;br /&gt;In this blue shade&lt;br /&gt;My tears dry on their own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we are history,&lt;br /&gt;Your shadow covers me,&lt;br /&gt;The sky above&lt;br /&gt;A blaze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He walks away,&lt;br /&gt;The sun goes down,&lt;br /&gt;He takes the day but i'm grown&lt;br /&gt;And in your way,&lt;br /&gt;In this blue shade&lt;br /&gt;My tears dry on their own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish i could say no regrets,&lt;br /&gt;And no emotional debts,&lt;br /&gt;Cause as we kiss goodbye the sun sets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we are history,&lt;br /&gt;Your shadow covers me,&lt;br /&gt;The sky above a blaze that only lovers see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He walks away,&lt;br /&gt;The sun goes down,&lt;br /&gt;He takes the day but i'm grown&lt;br /&gt;And in your way,&lt;br /&gt;In my blue shade&lt;br /&gt;My tears dry on their own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He walks away,&lt;br /&gt;The sun goes down,&lt;br /&gt;He takes the day but i'm grown&lt;br /&gt;And in your way,&lt;br /&gt;My deep shade&lt;br /&gt;My tears dry on their own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He walks away,&lt;br /&gt;The sun goes down,&lt;br /&gt;He takes the day but i'm grown&lt;br /&gt;And in your way,&lt;br /&gt;My deep shade&lt;br /&gt;My tears dry...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-7194603045096195286?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/7194603045096195286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=7194603045096195286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/7194603045096195286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/7194603045096195286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/09/amy-winehouse-tears-dry-on-their-own.html' title='Amy Winehouse - Tears Dry on Their Own'/><author><name>Tolga</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/SPY4F0GqVKI/AAAAAAAAAVo/16wno65EvrU/S220/rainparade+-edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/RvrLWii11KI/AAAAAAAAARQ/miMTmS-RfEw/s72-c/2006+-+Back+to+Black+%5Ba1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-530368018729162232</id><published>2007-09-25T20:43:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T21:08:39.440+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pop-soul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blue-eyed soul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='british'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girl group'/><title type='text'>Dusty Springfield - Son of a Preacher Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/3/18/899349/Dusty%20Springfield%20-%20Son%20of%20a%20Preacher%20Man.mp3"&gt;Dusty Springfield - Son of a Preacher Man&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billy Ray was a preacher's son &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/RvqtVii11FI/AAAAAAAAAQo/ugF06pq-gbY/s1600-h/dustyinmemphis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/RvqtVii11FI/AAAAAAAAAQo/ugF06pq-gbY/s200/dustyinmemphis.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114590912394417234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when his daddy would visit he'd come along&lt;br /&gt;When they gathered around and started talkin'&lt;br /&gt;That's when Billy would take me walkin'&lt;br /&gt;Out through the back yard we'd go walkin'&lt;br /&gt;Then he'd look into my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Lord knows, to my surprise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only one who could ever reach me&lt;br /&gt;Was the son of a preacher man&lt;br /&gt;The only boy who could ever teach me&lt;br /&gt;Was the son of a preacher man&lt;br /&gt;Yes he was, he was, ooh, yes he was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bein' good isn't always easy&lt;br /&gt;No matter how hard I try&lt;br /&gt;When he started sweet-talkin' to me&lt;br /&gt;He'd come'n tell me "Everything is all right"&lt;br /&gt;He'd kiss and tell me "Everything is all right"&lt;br /&gt;Can I get away again tonight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only one who could ever reach me&lt;br /&gt;Was the son of a preacher man&lt;br /&gt;The only boy who could ever teach me&lt;br /&gt;Was the son of a preacher man&lt;br /&gt;Yes he was, he was, ooh, yes he was (yes he was)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How well I remember&lt;br /&gt;The look that was in his eyes&lt;br /&gt;Stealin' kisses from me on the sly&lt;br /&gt;Takin' time to make time&lt;br /&gt;Tellin' me that he's all mine&lt;br /&gt;Learnin' from each other's knowin'&lt;br /&gt;Lookin' to see how much we've grown and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only one who could ever reach me&lt;br /&gt;Was the son of a preacher man&lt;br /&gt;The only boy who could ever teach me&lt;br /&gt;Was the son of a preacher man&lt;br /&gt;Yes he was, he was, oh yes he was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The only one who could ever reach me)&lt;br /&gt;He was the sweet-talkin' son of a preacher man&lt;br /&gt;(The only boy who could ever teach me)&lt;br /&gt;Was the son of a preacher man&lt;br /&gt;(The only one who could ever reach me)&lt;br /&gt;He was the sweet-talkin' son of a preacher man&lt;br /&gt;(The only one who could ever reach me)&lt;br /&gt;Sweet-lovin' son of a preacher man&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, move me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-530368018729162232?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/530368018729162232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=530368018729162232' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/530368018729162232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/530368018729162232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/09/dusty-springfield-son-of-preacher-man.html' title='Dusty Springfield - Son of a Preacher Man'/><author><name>Tolga</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/SPY4F0GqVKI/AAAAAAAAAVo/16wno65EvrU/S220/rainparade+-edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/RvqtVii11FI/AAAAAAAAAQo/ugF06pq-gbY/s72-c/dustyinmemphis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-8241375532780564396</id><published>2007-09-24T22:38:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T22:54:48.971+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alternative pop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='french pop'/><title type='text'>Jeanne Cherhal - Un Couple Normal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/3/18/899349/Jeanne%20Cherhal%20-%20Un%20Couple%20Normal.mp3"&gt;Jeanne Cherhal - Un Couple Normal&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T'es amoureuse de lui et lui de toi tu en es sûre,&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/RvgkBii11EI/AAAAAAAAAQg/ztOHp1HJo78/s1600-h/2005+-+Douze+Fois+Par+An+%5Ba%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/RvgkBii11EI/AAAAAAAAAQg/ztOHp1HJo78/s200/2005+-+Douze+Fois+Par+An+%5Ba%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113876985750606914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trop de choses te le prouvent, et tu sens bien qu'il est mordu.&lt;br /&gt;Il téléphone tout le temps, il adore ça, ça le rassure.&lt;br /&gt;Tu le maternes et tu l'appelles mon bébé mon tordu.&lt;br /&gt;Le hic, le détail qui pose une ombre sur votre idylle,&lt;br /&gt;la broutille ennuyeuse qui pourrait te mettre en colère,&lt;br /&gt;le souci qui parfois peut te faire couler l'eau des cils,&lt;br /&gt;c'est qu'il va divorcer.&lt;br /&gt;Mais qu'il arrive pas à s'y faire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Souvent en rigolant il te dit l'amour clandestin,&lt;br /&gt;c'est ça qu'est excitant, et tu le retrouves au Novotel.&lt;br /&gt;Il te parle du hasard, de vos karmas et du destin&lt;br /&gt;en te jurant tout bas que bien sur c'est toi la plus belle.&lt;br /&gt;Vos nuits, assez brèves, sont passablement érotiques.&lt;br /&gt;Il t'aime il t'aime il t'aime comme jamais il n'a aimé.&lt;br /&gt;T'es son île, sa papaye ou tout autre objet exotique,&lt;br /&gt;il t'aime il t'aime il t'aime, mais là il ne peut pas rester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Et tu l'attends.&lt;br /&gt;Tu as confiance car un jour il sera ton régulier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu finis ta nuit seule devant des clips ou un Très Chasse consacré,&lt;br /&gt;t'as pas de bol, à l'enfumage des terriers.&lt;br /&gt;Tout d'abord tu t'offusques, et puis tu cries c'est dégueulasse.&lt;br /&gt;Tu éteins en pleurant, t'as eu l'impression d'étouffer.&lt;br /&gt;Le lendemain on frappe à ta chambre d'hôtel,&lt;br /&gt;t'es plus ou moins maussade mais tu ouvres et tu souries.&lt;br /&gt;Les roses de l'amour pour amadouer le coeur de celle que j'aime à la folie.&lt;br /&gt;Voilà, tu fonds et c'est reparti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un week-end sur quatre/cinq tu peux le voir deux jours entiers,&lt;br /&gt;t'as treize heures de trajet mais tu t'en fous puisque tu l'aimes.&lt;br /&gt;Tu voyages toute la nuit et au matin t'es arrivée dans un bled en Alsace,&lt;br /&gt;mais tu t'en fous puisque tu l'aimes.&lt;br /&gt;Là vous vous retrouvez un peu comme un couple normal,&lt;br /&gt;tu cuisines, il regarde, vous lisez la presse dans un bain.&lt;br /&gt;Vous parlez un peu d'elle, il te dit que ça lui fait mal&lt;br /&gt;de briser leur image de parents face à ses gamins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Et tu l'attends.&lt;br /&gt;Tu as confiance car un jour il sera ton régulier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu comprends ses doutes, tu comprends qu'il tarde un peu a être à toi,&lt;br /&gt;rien qu'à toi comme il te le jure.&lt;br /&gt;Il va franchir le cap, il va lui dire pour vous deux.&lt;br /&gt;Pas dès demain, non, mais bientôt, il en est sur.&lt;br /&gt;Il te supplie d'attendre alors que tu ne fais que ça depuis bien trop longtemps.&lt;br /&gt;Attention tu vas le quitter.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, c'est trop dur pour lui, et toi qui ne le comprends pas,&lt;br /&gt;tu ne veux plus l'entendre...&lt;br /&gt;Oh tiens ça y est tu l'as quitté.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-8241375532780564396?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/8241375532780564396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=8241375532780564396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/8241375532780564396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/8241375532780564396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/09/jeanne-cherhal-un-couple-normal.html' title='Jeanne Cherhal - Un Couple Normal'/><author><name>Tolga</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/SPY4F0GqVKI/AAAAAAAAAVo/16wno65EvrU/S220/rainparade+-edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/RvgkBii11EI/AAAAAAAAAQg/ztOHp1HJo78/s72-c/2005+-+Douze+Fois+Par+An+%5Ba%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-2910708760945295671</id><published>2007-09-23T21:15:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T21:24:48.947+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alternative pop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='french pop'/><title type='text'>Cali - Elle M'a Dit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/3/18/899349/Cali%20-%20Elle%20M%27a%20Dit.mp3"&gt;Cali - Elle M'a Dit&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je crois que je ne t'aime plus.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/Rva73ii104I/AAAAAAAAAPE/SVKBzZWBoKg/s1600-h/d-cali.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/Rva73ii104I/AAAAAAAAAPE/SVKBzZWBoKg/s200/d-cali.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113480989765915522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elle m'a dit ça hier,&lt;br /&gt;ça a claqué dans l'air&lt;br /&gt;comme un coup de revolver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je crois que je ne t'aime plus.&lt;br /&gt;Elle a jeté ça hier,&lt;br /&gt;entre le fromage et le dessert&lt;br /&gt;comme mon cadavre à la mer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je crois que je ne t'aime plus.&lt;br /&gt;Ta peau est du papier de verre&lt;br /&gt;sous mes doigts ... sous mes doigts.&lt;br /&gt;Je te regarde et je pleure&lt;br /&gt;juste pour rien ... comme ça.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sans raison je pleure,&lt;br /&gt;à gros bouillons je pleure,&lt;br /&gt;comme devant un oignon je pleure, arrêtons…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Là&lt;br /&gt;lalala lalalalalala&lt;br /&gt;Elle m'a dit&lt;br /&gt;Lalala lalalalalala&lt;br /&gt;Elle m'a dit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je crois que je ne t'aime plus.&lt;br /&gt;Relève toi, relève toi.&lt;br /&gt;Ne te mouche pas dans ma robe,&lt;br /&gt;pas cette fois ... relève toi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu n'as plus d'odeur,&lt;br /&gt;tes lèvres sont le marbre&lt;br /&gt;de la tombe de notre amour,&lt;br /&gt;elle m'a dit ça son son était froid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quand je fais l'amour avec toi&lt;br /&gt;je pense à lui.&lt;br /&gt;Quand je fais l'amour avec lui&lt;br /&gt;je ne pense plus à toi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalala lalalalalala&lt;br /&gt;Elle m'a dit&lt;br /&gt;Lalala lalalalalala&lt;br /&gt;Elle m'a dit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je crois que je ne t'aime plus.&lt;br /&gt;Elle m'a dit ça hier,&lt;br /&gt;ça a pété dans l'air&lt;br /&gt;comme un vieux coup de tonnerre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je crois que je ne t'aime plus.&lt;br /&gt;Je te regarde et je ne vois rien.&lt;br /&gt;Tes pas ne laissent plus de traces&lt;br /&gt;à coté des miens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je ne t'en veux pas,&lt;br /&gt;je ne t'en veux plus,&lt;br /&gt;je n'ai juste plus d'incendie&lt;br /&gt;au fond du ventre c'est comme ça&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalala lalalalalala&lt;br /&gt;Elle m'a dit&lt;br /&gt;Lalala lalalalalala&lt;br /&gt;Elle m'a dit&lt;br /&gt;Lalala lalalalalala&lt;br /&gt;Elle m'a dit&lt;br /&gt;Lalala lalalalalala&lt;br /&gt;Elle m'a dit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalala lalalalalalala&lt;br /&gt;Lalala lalalalalalala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alors j'ai éteint la télé&lt;br /&gt;mais je n'ai pas trouvé le courage,&lt;br /&gt;par la fenêtre de me jeter :&lt;br /&gt;Mourir d'amour n'est plus de mon âge...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalala lalalalalalala&lt;br /&gt;Elle m'a dit&lt;br /&gt;Lalala lalalalalalala&lt;br /&gt;Elle m'a dit&lt;br /&gt;Lalala lalalalalalala&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-2910708760945295671?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/2910708760945295671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=2910708760945295671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/2910708760945295671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/2910708760945295671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/09/cali-elle-ma-dit.html' title='Cali - Elle M&apos;a Dit'/><author><name>Tolga</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/SPY4F0GqVKI/AAAAAAAAAVo/16wno65EvrU/S220/rainparade+-edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/Rva73ii104I/AAAAAAAAAPE/SVKBzZWBoKg/s72-c/d-cali.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-8756735924110628254</id><published>2007-09-22T13:39:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T13:45:03.380+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='60s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='psychedelic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='classic rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='british'/><title type='text'>The Beatles - Being for the Benefit of Mr. Kite</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/3/18/899349/The%20Beatles%20-%20Being%20for%20the%20Benefit%20of%20Mr.%20Kite%21.mp3"&gt;The Beatles - Being for the Benefit of Mr. Kite&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the benefit of Mr. Kite&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/RvZRkyi103I/AAAAAAAAAO8/RA_hq7BvNOk/s1600-h/sgt_pepper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/RvZRkyi103I/AAAAAAAAAO8/RA_hq7BvNOk/s200/sgt_pepper.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113364119410824050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will be a show tonight on trampoline&lt;br /&gt;The Hendersons will all be there&lt;br /&gt;Late of Pablo-Fanques Fair, what a scene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over men and horses hoops and garters&lt;br /&gt;Lastly through a hogshead of real fire!&lt;br /&gt;In this way Mr. K. will challenge the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The celebrated Mr. K.&lt;br /&gt;Performs his feat on Saturday at Bishopsgate&lt;br /&gt;The Hendersons will dance and sing&lt;br /&gt;As Mr. Kite flies through the ring don't be late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Messrs. K and H. assure the public&lt;br /&gt;Their production will be second to none&lt;br /&gt;And of course Henry The Horse dances the waltz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The band begins at ten to six&lt;br /&gt;When Mr. K. performs his tricks without a sound&lt;br /&gt;And Mr. H. will demonstrate&lt;br /&gt;Ten somersets he'll undertake on solid ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'ving been some days in preparation&lt;br /&gt;A splendid time is guaranteed for all&lt;br /&gt;And tonight Mr. Kite is topping the bill.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-8756735924110628254?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/8756735924110628254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=8756735924110628254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/8756735924110628254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/8756735924110628254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/09/beatles-being-for-benefit-of-mr-kite.html' title='The Beatles - Being for the Benefit of Mr. Kite'/><author><name>Tolga</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/SPY4F0GqVKI/AAAAAAAAAVo/16wno65EvrU/S220/rainparade+-edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/RvZRkyi103I/AAAAAAAAAO8/RA_hq7BvNOk/s72-c/sgt_pepper.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-7997229404450989430</id><published>2007-09-21T12:58:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T13:07:10.045+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alternative rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indie'/><title type='text'>Spoon - Chicago at Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/3/18/899349/11%20-%20Chicago%20at%20Night.mp3"&gt;Spoon - Chicago at Night&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now when she went to Chicago that night she faced a wall&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/RvOldyi102I/AAAAAAAAAOo/yHEw7u7pIGI/s1600-h/2001+-+Girls+Can+Tell+%5Ba2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/RvOldyi102I/AAAAAAAAAOo/yHEw7u7pIGI/s200/2001+-+Girls+Can+Tell+%5Ba2%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112611933198340962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she woke up outside with all those leaves in her mouth&lt;br /&gt;And felt the pall&lt;br /&gt;And all night the rain came on down&lt;br /&gt;But then she'd never been to Chicago at night before the fall&lt;br /&gt;And it don't stop not at all&lt;br /&gt;It falls all around&lt;br /&gt;In the city&lt;br /&gt;Hits the ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now everybody's at disadvantage&lt;br /&gt;Speaking with their second language&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She'd never been there before they went and set up the wall&lt;br /&gt;And though nobody'd expected much from this reinvention&lt;br /&gt;She still broke right down after all&lt;br /&gt;Because she knew that it was all over and we'd hit a wall&lt;br /&gt;And like the fall this was all&lt;br /&gt;Now it's all around&lt;br /&gt;In the city&lt;br /&gt;On the ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now everybody's at disadvantage&lt;br /&gt;Speaking with their second language&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I never been to the wall&lt;br /&gt;Never been to the wall&lt;br /&gt;Never been to the wall&lt;br /&gt;Never been to the wall&lt;br /&gt;Never been to the wall&lt;br /&gt;Never been to the wall&lt;br /&gt;Never been to the wall&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-7997229404450989430?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/7997229404450989430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=7997229404450989430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/7997229404450989430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/7997229404450989430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/09/spoon-chicago-at-night.html' title='Spoon - Chicago at Night'/><author><name>Tolga</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/SPY4F0GqVKI/AAAAAAAAAVo/16wno65EvrU/S220/rainparade+-edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/RvOldyi102I/AAAAAAAAAOo/yHEw7u7pIGI/s72-c/2001+-+Girls+Can+Tell+%5Ba2%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-5219694014588397041</id><published>2007-09-20T12:16:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T12:31:24.337+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chamber pop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='swedish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indie pop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='singer-songwriter'/><title type='text'>Jens Lekman - A Postcard to Nina</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/3/18/899349/Jens%20Lekman%20-%20A%20Postcard%20to%20Nina.mp3"&gt;Jens Lekman - A Postcard to Nina&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nina I can be your boyfriend&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/RvJLi859UOI/AAAAAAAAAN4/s0zWULX5PKY/s1600-h/2007+-+Night+Falls+Over+Kortedala+%5Ba%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/RvJLi859UOI/AAAAAAAAAN4/s0zWULX5PKY/s200/2007+-+Night+Falls+Over+Kortedala+%5Ba%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112231590855790818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you can stay with your girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;Your father is a sweet old man&lt;br /&gt;But it is hard for him to understand&lt;br /&gt;That you wanna love a woman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nina I can be your boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;If it puts an end to all this nonsense&lt;br /&gt;First time I see you in Berlin&lt;br /&gt;And you don't tell me anything&lt;br /&gt;Until outside your dad's apartment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, God! Jesus Christ!&lt;br /&gt;I try to focus on your eyes&lt;br /&gt;We're having dinner with your family now&lt;br /&gt;Keep a steady look at your left eyebrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it's raised, it means yes,&lt;br /&gt;If it's not it means take a guess&lt;br /&gt;Hey! You! Stop kicking my legs&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing my best&lt;br /&gt;Can you pass the flakes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your father puts on my record&lt;br /&gt;He says: so tell me how you met her&lt;br /&gt;I get a little nervous and change the subject&lt;br /&gt;And put my hand on some metal object&lt;br /&gt;He jokes and tells me it's a liedetector&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He takes out the booklet and starts reading&lt;br /&gt;So i heard you're moving out next season&lt;br /&gt;I say: Yeah, New York is nice that time of year&lt;br /&gt;Almost as green as it is here&lt;br /&gt;He says: I thought you were moving to Sweden?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, God, what have I done?&lt;br /&gt;I came to Berlin to have some fun&lt;br /&gt;And clock on the wall strikes 4:56&lt;br /&gt;My eyes can't buy a big crucifix&lt;br /&gt;Guess that's why he won't let you go&lt;br /&gt;His catholic heart is big and slow&lt;br /&gt;You know I'll do anything for love&lt;br /&gt;But Nina what were you thinking of?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Nina I can be your boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;So you can stay with your girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;Your father is mailing me all the time&lt;br /&gt;He says he just wants to say hi&lt;br /&gt;I send back "out of office, auto-replies"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nina I just want to check in&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I think about you every second&lt;br /&gt;So I send you this postcard just to say&lt;br /&gt;Don't let anyone stand in your way&lt;br /&gt;Yours truly, Jens Lekman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't let anyone stand in your way&lt;br /&gt;Don't let anyone stand in your way&lt;br /&gt;Don't let anyone stand in your way&lt;br /&gt;Don't let anyone stand in your way&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-5219694014588397041?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/5219694014588397041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=5219694014588397041' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/5219694014588397041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/5219694014588397041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/09/jens-lekman-postcard-to-nina.html' title='Jens Lekman - A Postcard to Nina'/><author><name>Tolga</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/SPY4F0GqVKI/AAAAAAAAAVo/16wno65EvrU/S220/rainparade+-edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/RvJLi859UOI/AAAAAAAAAN4/s0zWULX5PKY/s72-c/2007+-+Night+Falls+Over+Kortedala+%5Ba%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-1345528291254832851</id><published>2007-09-19T14:04:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T14:14:51.007+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='female vocalists'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='favourites'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='french'/><title type='text'>Camille - Paris</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/5/7/1056552/02%20-%20Paris.mp3"&gt;Camille - Paris&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finies les balades le long du canal&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.artezia.net/musique/Camille/le-sac-des-filles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.artezia.net/musique/Camille/le-sac-des-filles.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;les escaliers des cartes postales&lt;br /&gt;c'est fini, Paris&lt;br /&gt;c'est décidé, je me barre&lt;br /&gt;finis le ciel gris, les matins moroses,&lt;br /&gt;on dit qu'à Toulouse les briques sont roses&lt;br /&gt;oh là-bas, Paris, les briques sont roses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paris, tu paries, Paris, que je te quitte&lt;br /&gt;que je change de cap, de capitale&lt;br /&gt;Paris, tu paries, Paris, que je te quitte&lt;br /&gt;je te plaque sur tes trottoirs sales&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;je connais trop ta bouche, bouche de métro&lt;br /&gt;les bateaux mouche et la couleur de l'eau&lt;br /&gt;c'est fini Paris, je les connais trop&lt;br /&gt;ici je m'ennuie, même quand vient la nuit&lt;br /&gt;on dit que Séville s'éveille à minuit&lt;br /&gt;là-bas, Paris, la ville s'éveille à minuit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;à Toulouse il a plu, à Séville j'ai trop bu&lt;br /&gt;à Rio j'ai eu le mal du pays&lt;br /&gt;oh pari perdu, je retourne vivre à Paris&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-1345528291254832851?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/1345528291254832851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=1345528291254832851' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/1345528291254832851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/1345528291254832851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/09/camille-paris.html' title='Camille - Paris'/><author><name>Ayça</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08182719683996798374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/SZFhRthUTVI/AAAAAAAAAmo/kRCr32LsER4/S220/4437047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-1242230521106641303</id><published>2007-09-19T13:54:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T14:01:55.040+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neo-psychedelia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indie pop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='british'/><title type='text'>The Bees - Listening Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/3/18/899349/The%20Bees%20-%20Listening%20Man.mp3"&gt;The Bees - Listening Man&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Tell me something away from trouble and away from doubting&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/RvEPWc59UMI/AAAAAAAAANo/hECKUaf9Ihs/s1600-h/2007+-+Octopus+%5Ba%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/RvEPWc59UMI/AAAAAAAAANo/hECKUaf9Ihs/s200/2007+-+Octopus+%5Ba%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111883930433048770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me straight from the spirit, from the top of the mountain&lt;br /&gt;Let love be the reason between me and you&lt;br /&gt;As real as the morning as fresh as the dew&lt;br /&gt;If fates got a hold then it's up to you&lt;br /&gt;It's a simple thing we've got to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a listening man&lt;br /&gt;Try to understand&lt;br /&gt;Just a listening man&lt;br /&gt;Doing the best I can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me something before I stumble and show my weakness&lt;br /&gt;Tell me right on the limewire fighting for progress&lt;br /&gt;I can hear there's a sound that's coming through&lt;br /&gt;There's a post in the ground, so what we gonna do?&lt;br /&gt;You can have all your dreams if you really believe in something that's... something true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a listening man&lt;br /&gt;Try to understand&lt;br /&gt;Just a listening man&lt;br /&gt;Doing the best I can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a listening man&lt;br /&gt;Try to understand&lt;br /&gt;Just a listening man&lt;br /&gt;Getting carried through this land&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me something without any lies that cover my feelings&lt;br /&gt;Give me time now I understand these lessons have meaning&lt;br /&gt;Let love be the reason between me and you&lt;br /&gt;As real as the morning as fresh as the dew&lt;br /&gt;If fates got a hold then it's up to you&lt;br /&gt;It's a simple things we've go to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a listening man&lt;br /&gt;Try to understand&lt;br /&gt;Just a listening man&lt;br /&gt;Doing the best I can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a listening man&lt;br /&gt;Try to understand&lt;br /&gt;Just a listening man&lt;br /&gt;Getting carried through this land&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a listening man&lt;br /&gt;Doing the best I can&lt;br /&gt;Just a listening man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a listening man&lt;br /&gt;I'm a listening man&lt;br /&gt;I'm a listening man&lt;br /&gt;I'm a listening man&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-1242230521106641303?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/1242230521106641303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=1242230521106641303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/1242230521106641303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/1242230521106641303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/09/bees-listening-man.html' title='The Bees - Listening Man'/><author><name>Tolga</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/SPY4F0GqVKI/AAAAAAAAAVo/16wno65EvrU/S220/rainparade+-edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/RvEPWc59UMI/AAAAAAAAANo/hECKUaf9Ihs/s72-c/2007+-+Octopus+%5Ba%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-9013177258807291686</id><published>2007-09-18T22:55:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T12:14:06.993+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='60s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='favourites'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='biritish'/><title type='text'>The Kinks - Do You Remember, Walter?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/5/7/1056552/02%20-%20Do%20You%20Remember%20Walter%C2%BF.mp3"&gt;The Kinks - Do You Remember, Walter?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walter, remember when the world was young&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images-jp.amazon.com/images/P/B0001WPSJ0.09.LZZZZZZZ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://images-jp.amazon.com/images/P/B0001WPSJ0.09.LZZZZZZZ.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all the girls knew Walter's name? &lt;br /&gt;Walter, isn't it a shame the way our little world has changed? &lt;br /&gt;Do you remember, Walter, playing cricket in the thunder and the rain? &lt;br /&gt;Do you remember, Walter, smoking cigarettes behind your garden gate? &lt;br /&gt;Yes, Walter was my mate, &lt;br /&gt;But Walter, my old friend, where are you now? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walter's name. &lt;br /&gt;Walter, isn't it a shame the way our little world has changed? &lt;br /&gt;Do you remember, Walter, how we said we'd fight the world so we'd be free. &lt;br /&gt;We'd save up all our money and we'd buy a boat and sail away to sea. &lt;br /&gt;But it was not to be. &lt;br /&gt;I knew you then but do I know you now? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walter, you are just an echo of a world I knew so long ago &lt;br /&gt;Walter, if you saw me now you wouldn't even know my name. &lt;br /&gt;I bet you're fat and married and you're always home in bed by half-past eight. &lt;br /&gt;And if I talked about the old times you'd get bored and you'll have nothing more to say. &lt;br /&gt;Yes people often change, but memories of people can remain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-9013177258807291686?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/9013177258807291686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=9013177258807291686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/9013177258807291686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/9013177258807291686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/09/kinks-do-you-remember-walter.html' title='The Kinks - Do You Remember, Walter?'/><author><name>Ayça</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08182719683996798374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/SZFhRthUTVI/AAAAAAAAAmo/kRCr32LsER4/S220/4437047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-1165361395917530338</id><published>2007-09-18T21:27:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T21:35:17.864+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indie pop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='singer-songwriter'/><title type='text'>St. Vincent - Paris Is Burning</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/3/18/899349/St.%20Vincent%20-%20Paris%20Is%20Burning.mp3"&gt;St. Vincent - Paris Is Burning&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        I write to give word the war is over&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/RvAoGkYTveI/AAAAAAAAANg/6QtAE3FJjGw/s1600-h/2007+-+Marry+Me+%5Ba%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/RvAoGkYTveI/AAAAAAAAANg/6QtAE3FJjGw/s200/2007+-+Marry+Me+%5Ba%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111629670375472610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Send my cinders home to mother&lt;br /&gt;They gave me a medal for my valor&lt;br /&gt;Leaden trumpets spit the soot of power, they say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm on your side when nobody is, cause nobody is&lt;br /&gt;Come sit right here and sleep while I slip poison in your ear"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are waiting on a telegram to give us news of the fall&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry to report dear Paris is burning after all&lt;br /&gt;We have taken to the streets in open rejoice revolting&lt;br /&gt;We are dancing a black waltz fair paris is burning after all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no, oh no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enclosed in this letter there's a picture&lt;br /&gt;Black and white for your refridgerator&lt;br /&gt;Sticks and stones have made me smarter&lt;br /&gt;It's words that cut me under my armor, they say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm on your side when nobody is, cause nobody is,&lt;br /&gt;Come sit right here and sleep while I slip poison in your ear"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are waiting on a telegram to give us news of the fall&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry to report dear Paris is burning after all&lt;br /&gt;We have taken to the streets in open rejoice revolting&lt;br /&gt;We are dancing a black waltz fair paris is burning after all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no, oh no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance poor people dance and drown&lt;br /&gt;Dance fair Paris to the ground&lt;br /&gt;Dance poor people dance and drown&lt;br /&gt;Dance fair Paris ashes now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance poor people dance and drown&lt;br /&gt;Dance fair Paris to the ground&lt;br /&gt;Dance poor people dance and drown&lt;br /&gt;Dance fair Paris ashes now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance poor people dance and drown&lt;br /&gt;Dance fair Paris to the ground&lt;br /&gt;Dance poor people dance and drown&lt;br /&gt;Dance fair Paris ashes now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-1165361395917530338?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/1165361395917530338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=1165361395917530338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/1165361395917530338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/1165361395917530338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/09/st-vincent-paris-is-burning.html' title='St. Vincent - Paris Is Burning'/><author><name>Tolga</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/SPY4F0GqVKI/AAAAAAAAAVo/16wno65EvrU/S220/rainparade+-edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/RvAoGkYTveI/AAAAAAAAANg/6QtAE3FJjGw/s72-c/2007+-+Marry+Me+%5Ba%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-4865637836899814430</id><published>2007-09-12T00:22:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T00:28:28.521+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chamber pop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indie pop'/><title type='text'>Rufus Wainwright - Matinee Idol</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/5/7/1056552/09%20Matinee%20Idol.wma"&gt;Rufus Wainwright - Matinee Idol&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the day&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/B000007SFM.01.MZZZZZZZ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/B000007SFM.01.MZZZZZZZ.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day of the death&lt;br /&gt;The death of the matinee idol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still so beautiful as the angels&lt;br /&gt;as the angels came down from on high&lt;br /&gt;So sweet and so soft&lt;br /&gt;So charmingly daft&lt;br /&gt;So young was the matinee idol&lt;br /&gt;Lips of crimson slightly open&lt;br /&gt;As the flash and all fame put to rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walk, walk along that wall&lt;br /&gt;No it is not from the academy&lt;br /&gt;Walk, walk along that wall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From this moment on you'll cease to be&lt;br /&gt;The undying love of the public eye&lt;br /&gt;And so goes one more&lt;br /&gt;Away from the maze&lt;br /&gt;Away for to sit at the table&lt;br /&gt;Above Babel, far from this world&lt;br /&gt;While standing on the boulevard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still, whomever has looked at&lt;br /&gt;Looked at beauty is marked out&lt;br /&gt;Is marked out already by death&lt;br /&gt;Still so beautiful as the angels&lt;br /&gt;As the angels came down from on high&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-4865637836899814430?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/4865637836899814430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=4865637836899814430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/4865637836899814430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/4865637836899814430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/09/rufus-wainwright-matinee-idol.html' title='Rufus Wainwright - Matinee Idol'/><author><name>Ayça</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08182719683996798374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/SZFhRthUTVI/AAAAAAAAAmo/kRCr32LsER4/S220/4437047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-7016861466966766233</id><published>2007-07-25T14:14:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T15:54:10.101+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='female vocalists'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='60s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motown'/><title type='text'>The Supremes - Baby Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/5/7/1056552/026%20-%20The%20Supremes%20-%20Baby%20Love.mp3"&gt;The Supremes - Baby Love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh baby love, my baby love&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/B00004WZ5S.01._SCMZZZZZZZ_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/B00004WZ5S.01._SCMZZZZZZZ_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need you, oh how I need you&lt;br /&gt;But all you do is treat me bad&lt;br /&gt;Break my heart and leave me sad&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, what did I do wrong&lt;br /&gt;To make you stay away so long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause baby love, my baby love&lt;br /&gt;Been missing ya, miss kissing ya&lt;br /&gt;Instead of breaking up&lt;br /&gt;Let's do some kissing and making up&lt;br /&gt;Don't throw our love away&lt;br /&gt;In my arms why don't you stay&lt;br /&gt;Need ya, need ya&lt;br /&gt;Baby love, ooh, baby love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby love, my baby love&lt;br /&gt;Why must we seperate, my love&lt;br /&gt;All of my whole life through&lt;br /&gt;I never loved no one but you&lt;br /&gt;Why you do me like you do&lt;br /&gt;I get this need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, ooh, need to hold you&lt;br /&gt;Once again, my love&lt;br /&gt;Feel your warm embrace, my love&lt;br /&gt;Don't throw our love away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don't do me this way&lt;br /&gt;Not happy like I used to be&lt;br /&gt;Loneliness has got the best of me&lt;br /&gt;My love, my baby love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need you, oh how I need you&lt;br /&gt;Why you do me like you do&lt;br /&gt;After I've been true to you&lt;br /&gt;So deep in love with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, baby, ooh 'til it's hurtin' me&lt;br /&gt;'Til it's hurtin' me&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, baby love&lt;br /&gt;Don't throw our love away&lt;br /&gt;Don't throw our love away&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-7016861466966766233?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/7016861466966766233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=7016861466966766233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/7016861466966766233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/7016861466966766233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/07/supremes-baby-love.html' title='The Supremes - Baby Love'/><author><name>Ayça</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08182719683996798374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/SZFhRthUTVI/AAAAAAAAAmo/kRCr32LsER4/S220/4437047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-6333569888015364804</id><published>2007-07-15T00:11:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T00:20:19.160+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='proto-punk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='glam rock'/><title type='text'>Roxy Music - Love Is the Drug</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/3/18/899349/Roxy%20Music%20-%20Love%20Is%20the%20Drug.mp3"&gt;Roxy Music - Love Is the Drug&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/3/18/899349/Architecture%20in%20Helsinki%20-%20Love%20Is%20the%20Drug%20%5BLive%5D.mp3"&gt;Architecture in Helsinki - Love Is the Drug [Live]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T'ain't no big thing&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/Rpk9dO80NWI/AAAAAAAAAMw/Y_z05FTsFRI/s1600-h/siren.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/Rpk9dO80NWI/AAAAAAAAAMw/Y_z05FTsFRI/s200/siren.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087164826530362722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To wait for the bell to ring&lt;br /&gt;T'ain't no big thing&lt;br /&gt;The toll of the bell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aggravated - spare for days&lt;br /&gt;I troll downtown the red light place&lt;br /&gt;Jump up bubble up - what's in store&lt;br /&gt;Love is the drug and I need to score&lt;br /&gt;Showing out, showing out, hit and run&lt;br /&gt;Boy meets girl where the beat goes on&lt;br /&gt;Stitched up tight, can't shake free&lt;br /&gt;Love is the drug, got a hook on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh catch that buzz&lt;br /&gt;Love is the drug i'm thinking of&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh can't you see&lt;br /&gt;Love is the drug for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh-oh&lt;br /&gt;Ooh-oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late that night I park my car&lt;br /&gt;Stake my place in the singles bar&lt;br /&gt;Face to face, toe to toe&lt;br /&gt;Heart to heart as we hit the floor&lt;br /&gt;Lumber up, limbo down&lt;br /&gt;The locked embrace, the stumble round&lt;br /&gt;I say go, she say yes&lt;br /&gt;Dim the lights, you can guess the rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh catch that buzz&lt;br /&gt;Love is the drug i'm thinking of&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh can't you see&lt;br /&gt;Love is the drug, got a hook in me&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh get that buzz&lt;br /&gt;Love is the drug i'm thinking of&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh can't you see&lt;br /&gt;Love is the drug for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh-oh, ooh-oh, ooh-oh, ooh-oh&lt;br /&gt;Ooh-oh, ooh-oh, ooh-oh, ooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh-oh, ooh-oh&lt;br /&gt;Love is, love is, love is the drug&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-6333569888015364804?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/6333569888015364804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=6333569888015364804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/6333569888015364804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/6333569888015364804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/07/roxy-music-love-is-drug.html' title='Roxy Music - Love Is the Drug'/><author><name>Tolga</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/SPY4F0GqVKI/AAAAAAAAAVo/16wno65EvrU/S220/rainparade+-edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/Rpk9dO80NWI/AAAAAAAAAMw/Y_z05FTsFRI/s72-c/siren.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-875973858196423797</id><published>2007-07-05T21:20:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T22:09:58.641+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='singer-songwriter'/><title type='text'>John Lennon - Woman</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/3/18/899349/01%20-%20Woman.mp3"&gt;John Lennon - Woman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woman I can hardly express,&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/Ro05LFS65wI/AAAAAAAAAL0/5Mn8d6tVKuw/s1600-h/doublefantasy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/Ro05LFS65wI/AAAAAAAAAL0/5Mn8d6tVKuw/s200/doublefantasy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083782416934037250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mixed emotions at my thoughtlessness,&lt;br /&gt;After all I'm forever in your debt,&lt;br /&gt;And woman I will try to express,&lt;br /&gt;My inner feelings and thankfullness,&lt;br /&gt;For showing me the meaning of success,&lt;br /&gt;Oooh, well well, doo doo doo, doo doo,&lt;br /&gt;Oooh, well well, doo doo doo, doo doo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woman I know you understand&lt;br /&gt;The little child inside the man,&lt;br /&gt;Please remember my life is in your hands,&lt;br /&gt;And woman hold me close to your heart,&lt;br /&gt;However distant don't keep us apart,&lt;br /&gt;After all it is written in the stars,&lt;br /&gt;Oooh, well well, doo doo doo, doo doo,&lt;br /&gt;Oooh, well well, doo doo doo, doo doo,&lt;br /&gt;Well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woman please let me explain,&lt;br /&gt;I never meant to cause you sorrow or pain,&lt;br /&gt;So let me tell you again and again and again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, yeah yeah, now and forever,&lt;br /&gt;I love you, yeah yeah, now and forever,&lt;br /&gt;I love you, yeah yeah, now and forever,&lt;br /&gt;I love you, yeah yeah...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-875973858196423797?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/875973858196423797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=875973858196423797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/875973858196423797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/875973858196423797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/07/john-lennon-woman.html' title='John Lennon - Woman'/><author><name>Tolga</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/SPY4F0GqVKI/AAAAAAAAAVo/16wno65EvrU/S220/rainparade+-edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/Ro05LFS65wI/AAAAAAAAAL0/5Mn8d6tVKuw/s72-c/doublefantasy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-4048539545984270073</id><published>2007-07-02T22:39:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T22:43:41.244+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lo-fi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cover'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indie'/><title type='text'>Centro-Matic - Don't Talk (Put Your Head on My Shoulder)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/3/18/899349/04%20-%20Centro-Matic%20-%20Don%27t%20Talk%20%28Put%20Your%20Head%20on%20My%20Shoulder%29.mp3"&gt;Centro-Matic - Don't Talk (Put Your Head on My Shoulder)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can hear so much in your sighs&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/RolVX1S65vI/AAAAAAAAALs/7jqHBFmpljU/s1600-h/2006+-+Do+It+Again%3B+A+Tribute+to+Pet+Sounds+%5Ba%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/RolVX1S65vI/AAAAAAAAALs/7jqHBFmpljU/s200/2006+-+Do+It+Again%3B+A+Tribute+to+Pet+Sounds+%5Ba%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082687522396104434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i can see so much in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;There are words we both could say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But don't talk, put your head on my shoulder&lt;br /&gt;Come close, close your eyes and be still&lt;br /&gt;Don't talk, take my hand and let me hear your heartbeat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being here with you feels so right&lt;br /&gt;We could live forever tonight&lt;br /&gt;Let's not think about tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And don't talk, put your head on my shoulder&lt;br /&gt;Come close, close your eyes and be still&lt;br /&gt;Don't talk, take my hand and listen to my heartbeat&lt;br /&gt;Listen, listen, listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't talk, put your head on my shoulder&lt;br /&gt;Don't talk, close your eyes and be still&lt;br /&gt;Don't talk, put your head on my shoulder&lt;br /&gt;Don't talk, close your eyes and be still&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-4048539545984270073?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/4048539545984270073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=4048539545984270073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/4048539545984270073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/4048539545984270073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/07/centro-matic-dont-talk-put-your-head-on_02.html' title='Centro-Matic - Don&apos;t Talk (Put Your Head on My Shoulder)'/><author><name>Tolga</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/SPY4F0GqVKI/AAAAAAAAAVo/16wno65EvrU/S220/rainparade+-edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/RolVX1S65vI/AAAAAAAAALs/7jqHBFmpljU/s72-c/2006+-+Do+It+Again%3B+A+Tribute+to+Pet+Sounds+%5Ba%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-7834673998047374545</id><published>2007-07-01T21:18:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T21:29:00.852+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alternative pop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='singer-songwriter'/><title type='text'>Paul McCartney - Mister Bellamy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/3/18/899349/06%20-%20Mister%20Bellamy.mp3"&gt;Paul McCartney - Mister Bellamy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not coming down&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/Rofx7VS65tI/AAAAAAAAALY/DST59T27lBY/s1600-h/2007+-+Memory+Almost+Full+%5Ba%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/Rofx7VS65tI/AAAAAAAAALY/DST59T27lBY/s200/2007+-+Memory+Almost+Full+%5Ba%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082296706141972178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what you do&lt;br /&gt;I like it up here&lt;br /&gt;Without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All right Mr. Bellamy&lt;br /&gt;We'll have you down soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one to tell me what to do&lt;br /&gt;No one to hold my hand&lt;br /&gt;Bellamy's got a lot to do&lt;br /&gt;And I hope that you'll understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody here to spoil the view&lt;br /&gt;Interfere with my plans&lt;br /&gt;Bellamy's got a job to do&lt;br /&gt;And he's hoping you'll understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steady lads&lt;br /&gt;Easy does it&lt;br /&gt;Don't frighten him&lt;br /&gt;Here we go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not coming down&lt;br /&gt;No matter what you say&lt;br /&gt;I like it up here&lt;br /&gt;Anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sit tight Mr. Bellamy&lt;br /&gt;This shouldn't take long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a delusionary state&lt;br /&gt;No wonder he's been feeling strange of late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody here to spoil the view&lt;br /&gt;Interfere with my plans&lt;br /&gt;Bellamy's got a job to do&lt;br /&gt;And he's hoping you'll understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steady lads&lt;br /&gt;Easy does it&lt;br /&gt;Don't frighten him&lt;br /&gt;Here we go&lt;br /&gt;Here we go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not coming down&lt;br /&gt;No matter what you do&lt;br /&gt;I like it up here&lt;br /&gt;Without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come come, come come, come down to me&lt;br /&gt;Come come, come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come come, come down, come back to me&lt;br /&gt;Come down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come come, come down, come back to me&lt;br /&gt;Come down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come come, come down, come back to me&lt;br /&gt;Come down&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-7834673998047374545?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/7834673998047374545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=7834673998047374545' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/7834673998047374545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/7834673998047374545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/07/paul-mccartney-mister-bellamy.html' title='Paul McCartney - Mister Bellamy'/><author><name>Tolga</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/SPY4F0GqVKI/AAAAAAAAAVo/16wno65EvrU/S220/rainparade+-edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/Rofx7VS65tI/AAAAAAAAALY/DST59T27lBY/s72-c/2007+-+Memory+Almost+Full+%5Ba%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-3387158443849143181</id><published>2007-06-30T17:13:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T17:22:02.043+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neo-psychedelia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indie pop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='british'/><title type='text'>The Coral - Who's Gonna Find Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/3/18/899349/The%20Coral%20-%20Who%20s%20Gonna%20Find%20Me.mp3"&gt;The Coral - Who's Gonna Find Me&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's six in the morning&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/RoZmuVS65qI/AAAAAAAAALA/37fvShUzlLQ/s1600-h/Roots_and_Echoes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/RoZmuVS65qI/AAAAAAAAALA/37fvShUzlLQ/s200/Roots_and_Echoes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081862175710701218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's no one else around&lt;br /&gt;The mist has fallen&lt;br /&gt;As i look out on the town&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's playing on my mind&lt;br /&gt;Wasting all my time, away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's too close for tears&lt;br /&gt;And it's too hard to forget&lt;br /&gt;It's too close for tears&lt;br /&gt;I think i thought i said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's playing on my mind&lt;br /&gt;Wasting all my time, away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's gonna find me?&lt;br /&gt;Tell me where i can go?&lt;br /&gt;Who's gonna find me, searching, alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The face in the mirror&lt;br /&gt;It's a face i've never met&lt;br /&gt;Until i forgive her i'll remember to forget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's playing on my mind&lt;br /&gt;Wasting all my time, away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's gonna find me?&lt;br /&gt;Tell me where i can go?&lt;br /&gt;Who's gonna find me, searching, alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the hours, they build&lt;br /&gt;From underneath the spell, once again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's six in the evening&lt;br /&gt;And i'm sweeping up the day&lt;br /&gt;The people beneath them&lt;br /&gt;But i am here to stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's playing on my mind&lt;br /&gt;Wasting all my time, away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's gonna find me?&lt;br /&gt;Tell me where i can go?&lt;br /&gt;Who's gonna find me, searching, alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's playing on my mind&lt;br /&gt;Wasting all my time, away&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-3387158443849143181?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/3387158443849143181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=3387158443849143181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/3387158443849143181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/3387158443849143181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/06/coral-whos-gonna-find-me.html' title='The Coral - Who&apos;s Gonna Find Me'/><author><name>Tolga</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/SPY4F0GqVKI/AAAAAAAAAVo/16wno65EvrU/S220/rainparade+-edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/RoZmuVS65qI/AAAAAAAAALA/37fvShUzlLQ/s72-c/Roots_and_Echoes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-879686733040289565</id><published>2007-06-29T15:58:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T20:17:40.428+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mod revival'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='britpop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='british'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='90s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mod'/><title type='text'>Ocean Colour Scene - The Day We Caught the Train</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/3/18/899349/02%20-%20The%20Day%20We%20Caught%20The%20Train.mp3"&gt;Ocean Colour Scene - The Day We Caught the Train&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never saw it as the start&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/RoZV1FS65oI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Zmq3lB75Qgk/s1600-h/Moseley+Shoals.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/RoZV1FS65oI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Zmq3lB75Qgk/s200/Moseley+Shoals.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081843599977145986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's more a change of heart&lt;br /&gt;Rapping on the windows, whistling down the chimney pots&lt;br /&gt;Blowing off the dust in the room where i forgot&lt;br /&gt;I laid my plans in solid rock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stepping through the door like a troubadour whiling just an hour away&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the trees on the roadside feeling it's a holiday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and i should ride the coast&lt;br /&gt;And wind up in our favourite coats just miles away&lt;br /&gt;Roll a number, write another song like&lt;br /&gt;Jimmy heard the day he caught the train&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oo-oh, la la&lt;br /&gt;Oo-oh, la la&lt;br /&gt;Oo-oh, la la&lt;br /&gt;Oo-oh, laaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sipped another rum and coke and told a dirty joke&lt;br /&gt;Walking like Groucho sucking on a number 10&lt;br /&gt;Rolling on the floor with the cigarette burns walked in&lt;br /&gt;I miss the crush and i'm home again&lt;br /&gt;Stepping through the door with the night in store whiling just an hour away,&lt;br /&gt;Stepping through the sky and the star-bright feeling it's a brighter day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and i should ride the coast&lt;br /&gt;And wind up in our favourite coats just miles away&lt;br /&gt;Roll a number, write another song like&lt;br /&gt;Jimmy heard the day he caught the train&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oo-oh, la la&lt;br /&gt;Oo-oh, la la&lt;br /&gt;Oo-oh, la la&lt;br /&gt;Oo-oh, laaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and i should ride the tracks&lt;br /&gt;And find ourselves just wading through tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;But you and i when we're coming down&lt;br /&gt;We're only getting back&lt;br /&gt;You know i feel the sorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oo-oh, la la&lt;br /&gt;Oo-oh, la la&lt;br /&gt;Oo-oh, la la&lt;br /&gt;Oo-oh, laaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you find that things are getting wild&lt;br /&gt;Don't you want days like these...&lt;br /&gt;When you find that things are getting wild&lt;br /&gt;Don't you want days like these...&lt;br /&gt;When you find that things are getting wild&lt;br /&gt;Don't you need days like these...&lt;br /&gt;When you find that things are getting wild&lt;br /&gt;Don't you want days like these...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oo-oh, la la&lt;br /&gt;Oo-oh, la la&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-879686733040289565?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/879686733040289565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=879686733040289565' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/879686733040289565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/879686733040289565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/06/ocean-colour-scene-day-we-caught-train.html' title='Ocean Colour Scene - The Day We Caught the Train'/><author><name>Tolga</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/SPY4F0GqVKI/AAAAAAAAAVo/16wno65EvrU/S220/rainparade+-edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/RoZV1FS65oI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Zmq3lB75Qgk/s72-c/Moseley+Shoals.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-5124825575381556294</id><published>2007-06-28T16:57:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T20:16:36.699+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='norwegian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indie'/><title type='text'>Sondre Lerche - John, Let Me Go</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/3/18/899349/Sondre%20Lerche%20-%20John%2C%20Let%20Me%20Go.mp3"&gt;Sondre Lerche - John, Let Me Go&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have enough to fill a page?&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/RoZjVVS65pI/AAAAAAAAAK4/Vw120z2inIM/s1600-h/2007+-+Phantom+Punch+%5Ba2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/RoZjVVS65pI/AAAAAAAAAK4/Vw120z2inIM/s200/2007+-+Phantom+Punch+%5Ba2%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081858447679088274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there something I should read,&lt;br /&gt;Amplifiers broke the news today,&lt;br /&gt;I was whispering the details&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the world came in&lt;br /&gt;I've seen it before&lt;br /&gt;Wearing shimmering clothes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is the world worth it's spending?&lt;br /&gt;Is that world worth one defending it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How should I know?&lt;br /&gt;When the phone attacks with numbers I don't trust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John, let me go!&lt;br /&gt;I can't conjugate myself&lt;br /&gt;If investigation fails&lt;br /&gt;I'm on my own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the coward sits alone again&lt;br /&gt;When you've spent your feathers up&lt;br /&gt;Making sense is made impossible&lt;br /&gt;Making you detect my aim - uh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm answering&lt;br /&gt;I've seen this before&lt;br /&gt;You are changing things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a world full of sorrow&lt;br /&gt;Only fools with narrow minds can join&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could I know?&lt;br /&gt;The calls I make've numbers I don't trust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John, let me go!&lt;br /&gt;I can't conjugate myself&lt;br /&gt;If investigation fails&lt;br /&gt;My head will roll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How should I know?&lt;br /&gt;I can't conjugate myself&lt;br /&gt;If investigation fails&lt;br /&gt;I'm on my own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John, let me go!&lt;br /&gt;John, let me go!&lt;br /&gt;John, let me go!&lt;br /&gt;John, let me go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-5124825575381556294?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/5124825575381556294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=5124825575381556294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/5124825575381556294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/5124825575381556294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/06/sondre-lerche-john-let-me-go.html' title='Sondre Lerche - John, Let Me Go'/><author><name>Tolga</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/SPY4F0GqVKI/AAAAAAAAAVo/16wno65EvrU/S220/rainparade+-edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/RoZjVVS65pI/AAAAAAAAAK4/Vw120z2inIM/s72-c/2007+-+Phantom+Punch+%5Ba2%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-1577503931994489693</id><published>2007-06-08T20:28:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T21:55:47.038+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='60s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='psychedelic'/><title type='text'>The Beatles - There's a Place</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/5/7/1056552/13%20-%20There_s_a_Place.mp3"&gt;The Beatles - There's a Place&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a place,&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.stevesbeatles.com/cds/album-covers/please_please_me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.stevesbeatles.com/cds/album-covers/please_please_me.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where I can go,&lt;br /&gt;When I feel low,&lt;br /&gt;When I feel blue.&lt;br /&gt;And it's my mind,&lt;br /&gt;And there's no time when I'm alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think of you,&lt;br /&gt;And things you do,&lt;br /&gt;Go 'round my head,&lt;br /&gt;The things you said,&lt;br /&gt;Like "I love only you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my mind there's no sorrow,&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know that it's so.&lt;br /&gt;There'll be no sad tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know that it's so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a place,&lt;br /&gt;Where I can go,&lt;br /&gt;When I feel low,&lt;br /&gt;When I feel blue.&lt;br /&gt;And it's my mind,&lt;br /&gt;And there's no time when I'm alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a place...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-1577503931994489693?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/1577503931994489693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=1577503931994489693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/1577503931994489693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/1577503931994489693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/06/beatles-theres-place.html' title='The Beatles - There&apos;s a Place'/><author><name>Ayça</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08182719683996798374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/SZFhRthUTVI/AAAAAAAAAmo/kRCr32LsER4/S220/4437047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-1987088219642620093</id><published>2007-06-08T16:28:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T16:42:28.251+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indie pop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='british'/><title type='text'>The Coral - Dreaming of You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/5/7/1056552/04%20-%20Dreaming%20of%20You.mp3"&gt;The Coral - Dreaming of You&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's up with my heart when it skips a beat (skips a beat)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/B00008J2Q9.01.LZZZZZZZ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/B00008J2Q9.01.LZZZZZZZ.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't feel no pavement right under my feet (under my feet)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up in my lonely room&lt;br /&gt;When I'm dreaming of you&lt;br /&gt;Oh what can I do (wah oooo)&lt;br /&gt;I still need you, but&lt;br /&gt;I don't want you now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm down and my hands are tied (hands are tied)&lt;br /&gt;I cannot reach a pen for me to draw the line (draw the line)&lt;br /&gt;From this pain I just can't disguise (can't disguise)&lt;br /&gt;Its gonna hurt but I'll have to say goodbye (say goodbye)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up in my lonely room&lt;br /&gt;When I'm dreaming of you&lt;br /&gt;Oh what can I do (wah oooo)&lt;br /&gt;I still need you, but&lt;br /&gt;I dont want you now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh Ohhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up in my lonely room&lt;br /&gt;When I'm dreaming of you&lt;br /&gt;Oh what can I do (wah oooo)&lt;br /&gt;I still need you, but&lt;br /&gt;I dont want you now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-1987088219642620093?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/1987088219642620093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=1987088219642620093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/1987088219642620093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/1987088219642620093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/06/coral-dreaming-of-you.html' title='The Coral - Dreaming of You'/><author><name>Ayça</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08182719683996798374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/SZFhRthUTVI/AAAAAAAAAmo/kRCr32LsER4/S220/4437047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-5200926213692290198</id><published>2007-06-05T06:09:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T06:14:29.808+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neo-soul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='electronic'/><title type='text'>Jamie Lidell - Multiply</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/3/18/899349/02%20-%20Multiply.mp3"&gt;Jamie Lidell - Multiply&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, sure it never used to be, so hard, this hard&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/RmTU1sYHW0I/AAAAAAAAAJw/N7_dvyQYizY/s1600-h/2005+-+Multiply+%5Ba%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/RmTU1sYHW0I/AAAAAAAAAJw/N7_dvyQYizY/s200/2005+-+Multiply+%5Ba%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072413099236481858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Used to get those kicks for free,&lt;br /&gt;But now I’m throwing the line.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, this ain’t no way to be&lt;br /&gt;Stuck between my shadow and me&lt;br /&gt;Could appear the sun don’t shine, babe&lt;br /&gt;Although I tell you that I’m doing fine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I’m so tired of beating myself, beating myself up&lt;br /&gt;Gonna take a trip and multiply&lt;br /&gt;At least go under with a smile&lt;br /&gt;Oh I’m so tired of beating myself, beating myself up&lt;br /&gt;Gonna take a trip and multiply&lt;br /&gt;At least go under with a smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oowee, sure I never used to be&lt;br /&gt;in trouble, so much trouble&lt;br /&gt;Love is just a shackle I see, going out of my mind,&lt;br /&gt;Oh, this ain’t no way to be&lt;br /&gt;Stuck between my shadow and me&lt;br /&gt;Sun’s going down, it’s getting dark in here&lt;br /&gt;Still folks say I’ve got nothing to fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m so tired of beating myself, beating myself up&lt;br /&gt;Gonna take a trip and multiply&lt;br /&gt;At least go under with a smile&lt;br /&gt;Oh I’m so tired of beating myself, beating myself up&lt;br /&gt;Gonna take a trip and multiply&lt;br /&gt;At least go under with a smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People on the street, there are many many&lt;br /&gt;People on the moon, there ain’t any any, shed, hey hey, oho&lt;br /&gt;Calling down the same old hope&lt;br /&gt;Taking it down ‘cause I got no control&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m so tired, so tired, so tired, so tired,&lt;br /&gt;so tired, so tired, so tired, so tired,&lt;br /&gt;so tired, so tired, so tired, so tired&lt;br /&gt;So tired sohohohohoho tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I’m so tired of beating myself, beating myself up&lt;br /&gt;Gonna take a trip and multiply&lt;br /&gt;At least go under with a smile&lt;br /&gt;Oh I’m so tired of beating myself, beating myself up&lt;br /&gt;Gonna take a trip and multiply&lt;br /&gt;At least go under with a smile&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-5200926213692290198?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/5200926213692290198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=5200926213692290198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/5200926213692290198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/5200926213692290198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/06/jamie-lidell-multiply.html' title='Jamie Lidell - Multiply'/><author><name>Tolga</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/SPY4F0GqVKI/AAAAAAAAAVo/16wno65EvrU/S220/rainparade+-edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/RmTU1sYHW0I/AAAAAAAAAJw/N7_dvyQYizY/s72-c/2005+-+Multiply+%5Ba%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-4880474914265341370</id><published>2007-06-04T16:11:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T16:53:44.530+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='british'/><title type='text'>Supergrass - Moving</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/5/7/1056552/04%20-%20Moving.mp3"&gt;Supergrass - Moving&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving, just keep moving,&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/RmQQrItO6WI/AAAAAAAAATE/oWhdqT09dyg/s1600-h/supergrass1999.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/RmQQrItO6WI/AAAAAAAAATE/oWhdqT09dyg/s200/supergrass1999.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072197413583645026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till I don't know what's sane,&lt;br /&gt;I've been moving so long,&lt;br /&gt;The days all feel the same,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving, just keep moving,&lt;br /&gt;Well I don't know why to stay,&lt;br /&gt;No ties to bind me,&lt;br /&gt;No reasons to remain,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a low, low feeling around me,&lt;br /&gt;And a stone cold feeling inside,&lt;br /&gt;And I just can't stop messing my mind up,&lt;br /&gt;Or wasting my time,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a mow, low feeling around me,&lt;br /&gt;And a stone cold feeling inside,&lt;br /&gt;I've got to find somebody to help me,&lt;br /&gt;I keep you in mind,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'll keep moving, just keep moving,&lt;br /&gt;Well I don't know who I am,&lt;br /&gt;No need to follow,&lt;br /&gt;There's no way back again,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving, keep on moving,&lt;br /&gt;Where I feel I'm home again,&lt;br /&gt;And when it's over,&lt;br /&gt;I'll see you again,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a low, low feeling around me,&lt;br /&gt;And a stone cold feeling inside,&lt;br /&gt;And I just can't stop messing my mind up,&lt;br /&gt;Or wasting my time,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a mow, low feeling around me,&lt;br /&gt;And a stone cold feeling inside,&lt;br /&gt;I've got to find somebody to help me,&lt;br /&gt;I keep you in mind&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-4880474914265341370?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/4880474914265341370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=4880474914265341370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/4880474914265341370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/4880474914265341370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/06/supergrass-moving.html' title='Supergrass - Moving'/><author><name>Ayça</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08182719683996798374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/SZFhRthUTVI/AAAAAAAAAmo/kRCr32LsER4/S220/4437047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/RmQQrItO6WI/AAAAAAAAATE/oWhdqT09dyg/s72-c/supergrass1999.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-1946754410237264396</id><published>2007-05-27T18:45:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T21:29:39.292+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alternative rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dream pop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoegaze'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='noise pop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='british'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='90s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indie'/><title type='text'>Ride - In a Different Place</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/3/18/899349/03%20-%20In%20a%20Different%20Place.mp3"&gt;Ride - In a Different Place&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blowing bubbles, lying down,&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/RlmoXVm8w7I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/_8-s0fNV5MQ/s1600-h/nowhere.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/RlmoXVm8w7I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/_8-s0fNV5MQ/s200/nowhere.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069267974473171890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for the rain to fall.&lt;br /&gt;Laughing at the people,&lt;br /&gt;Wonder why they always rush, never slow down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we're smiling, when we're sleeping,&lt;br /&gt;And we're smiling, when we're waking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if the rain falls down, and all the sky turns cold,&lt;br /&gt;I will feel fine.&lt;br /&gt;Thunder roared and lightning flashed,&lt;br /&gt;But you and I are in a different time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Floating in and out of time,&lt;br /&gt;In and out of space.&lt;br /&gt;No-one can touch us,&lt;br /&gt;We're in a different space.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-1946754410237264396?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/1946754410237264396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=1946754410237264396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/1946754410237264396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/1946754410237264396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/05/ride-in-different-place.html' title='Ride - In a Different Place'/><author><name>Tolga</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/SPY4F0GqVKI/AAAAAAAAAVo/16wno65EvrU/S220/rainparade+-edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/RlmoXVm8w7I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/_8-s0fNV5MQ/s72-c/nowhere.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-8156331032028261760</id><published>2007-05-26T16:40:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T16:44:38.890+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='female vocalists'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='french'/><title type='text'>Coralie Clément - Indécise</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/3/18/899349/01%20-%20Ind%C3%A9cise.mp3"&gt;Coralie Clément - Indécise&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peut-être oui, peut-être non&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/Rlg5W1m8w5I/AAAAAAAAAJA/wLpKE0tz3C8/s1600-h/byebyebeaute.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/Rlg5W1m8w5I/AAAAAAAAAJA/wLpKE0tz3C8/s200/byebyebeaute.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068864445115843474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ca m'est égal de toute façon&lt;br /&gt;À gauche, à droite, ça, je n'sais pas&lt;br /&gt;De haut en bas, oui, pourquoi pas&lt;br /&gt;Un jour où l'autre, on verra bien.&lt;br /&gt;Toujours remettre au lendemain&lt;br /&gt;Ce que je peux faire ce matin&lt;br /&gt;Je ne sais pas me prendre en main...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J'ai pas d'avis sur la question,&lt;br /&gt;Je me fous des "qu'en dira t-on?"&lt;br /&gt;En général, ça m'est égal,&lt;br /&gt;Je ne prends pas de décision,&lt;br /&gt;Je n'ai jamais changé de ton,&lt;br /&gt;En général ça m'est égal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Les compromis, c'est difficile,&lt;br /&gt;Changer d'avis, c'est plus facile&lt;br /&gt;C'est bien ou mal d'être indécise?&lt;br /&gt;C'est bien normal de lâcher prise,&lt;br /&gt;Le temps sur moi n'a pas d'emprise...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je ne me fais pas d'illusion,&lt;br /&gt;Je n'ai jamais fait sensation,&lt;br /&gt;En général, ça m'est égal,&lt;br /&gt;Je n'ai jamais rien fait de bon&lt;br /&gt;Mais je n'ai pas de solution&lt;br /&gt;En général, ça m'est égal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toujours remettre au lendemain&lt;br /&gt;Ce que je peux faire ce matin&lt;br /&gt;Je ne sais pas me prendre en main...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J'ai pas d'avis sur la question,&lt;br /&gt;Je me fous du "qu'en dira t-on?"&lt;br /&gt;En général, ça m'est égal,&lt;br /&gt;Je ne prends pas de décision,&lt;br /&gt;Je n'ai jamais changé de ton,&lt;br /&gt;En général ça m'est égal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je ne me fais pas d'illusion,&lt;br /&gt;Je n'ai jamais fait sensation,&lt;br /&gt;En général ça m'est égal,&lt;br /&gt;Je n'ai jamais rien fait de bon&lt;br /&gt;Mais je n'ai pas de solution&lt;br /&gt;En général, ça m'est égal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-8156331032028261760?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/8156331032028261760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=8156331032028261760' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/8156331032028261760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/8156331032028261760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/05/coralie-clment-indcise.html' title='Coralie Clément - Indécise'/><author><name>Tolga</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/SPY4F0GqVKI/AAAAAAAAAVo/16wno65EvrU/S220/rainparade+-edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/Rlg5W1m8w5I/AAAAAAAAAJA/wLpKE0tz3C8/s72-c/byebyebeaute.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-7986137294337946432</id><published>2007-05-25T23:30:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T23:54:00.212+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='psychedelia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='60s'/><title type='text'>The Beach Boys - Good Vibrations</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/5/7/1056552/52%20-%20Good%20Vibrations%20%5B45%20Version%5D.mp3"&gt;The Beach Boys - Good Vibrations&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, I love the colorful clothes she wears&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/RldJOYtO6UI/AAAAAAAAAS0/bt6ajWuaLXU/s1600-h/beachboyssmileysmile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/RldJOYtO6UI/AAAAAAAAAS0/bt6ajWuaLXU/s200/beachboyssmileysmile.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068600417127950658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the way the sunlight plays upon her hair&lt;br /&gt;I hear the sound of a gentle word&lt;br /&gt;On the wind that lifts her perfume through the air&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pickin' up good vibrations&lt;br /&gt;She's giving me excitations&lt;br /&gt;I'm pickin' up good vibrations&lt;br /&gt;(Oom bop bop good vibrations)&lt;br /&gt;She's giving me excitations&lt;br /&gt;(Oom bop bop excitations)&lt;br /&gt;Good good good good vibrations&lt;br /&gt;(Oom bop bop)&lt;br /&gt;She's giving me excitations&lt;br /&gt;(Oom bop bop excitations)&lt;br /&gt;Good good good good vibrations&lt;br /&gt;(Oom bop bop)&lt;br /&gt;She's giving me excitations&lt;br /&gt;(Oom bop bop excitations)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;She's somehow closer now&lt;br /&gt;Softly smile, I know she must be kind&lt;br /&gt;When I look into her eyes&lt;br /&gt;She goes with me to a blossom world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pickin' up good vibrations&lt;br /&gt;She's giving me excitations&lt;br /&gt;I'm pickin' up good vibrations&lt;br /&gt;(Oom bop bop good vibrations)&lt;br /&gt;She's giving me excitations&lt;br /&gt;(Oom bop bop excitations)&lt;br /&gt;Good good good good vibrations&lt;br /&gt;(Oom bop bop)&lt;br /&gt;She's giving me excitations&lt;br /&gt;(Oom bop bop excitations)&lt;br /&gt;Good good good good vibrations&lt;br /&gt;(Oom bop bop)&lt;br /&gt;She's giving me excitations&lt;br /&gt;(Oom bop bop excitations)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Ah my my what elation)&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where but she sends me there&lt;br /&gt;(Ah my my what a sensation)&lt;br /&gt;(Ah my my what elations)&lt;br /&gt;(Ah my my what)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta keep those lovin' good vibrations&lt;br /&gt;A happenin' with her&lt;br /&gt;Gotta keep those lovin' good vibrations&lt;br /&gt;A happenin' with her&lt;br /&gt;Gotta keep those lovin' good vibrations&lt;br /&gt;A happenin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good good good good vibrations&lt;br /&gt;(Oom bop bop)&lt;br /&gt;(I'm pickin' up good vibrations)&lt;br /&gt;She's giving me excitations&lt;br /&gt;(Oom bop bop)&lt;br /&gt;(Excitations)&lt;br /&gt;Good good good good vibrations&lt;br /&gt;(Oom bop bop)&lt;br /&gt;She's na na...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-7986137294337946432?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/7986137294337946432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=7986137294337946432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/7986137294337946432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/7986137294337946432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/05/beach-boys-good-vibrations.html' title='The Beach Boys - Good Vibrations'/><author><name>Ayça</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08182719683996798374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/SZFhRthUTVI/AAAAAAAAAmo/kRCr32LsER4/S220/4437047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/RldJOYtO6UI/AAAAAAAAAS0/bt6ajWuaLXU/s72-c/beachboyssmileysmile.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-4438632813347130363</id><published>2007-05-24T20:16:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T20:24:57.786+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alternative pop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='90s'/><title type='text'>R.E.M. - At My Most Beautiful</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/3/18/899349/05%20-%20At%20My%20Most%20Beautiful.mp3"&gt;R.E.M. - At My Most Beautiful&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've found a way to make you&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/RlXJ91m8wxI/AAAAAAAAAIA/qac6-gwidoI/s1600-h/up.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/RlXJ91m8wxI/AAAAAAAAAIA/qac6-gwidoI/s200/up.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068179019875009298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've found a way&lt;br /&gt;a way to make you smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i read bad poetry&lt;br /&gt;into your machine&lt;br /&gt;i save your messages&lt;br /&gt;just to hear your voice.&lt;br /&gt;you always listen carefully&lt;br /&gt;to awkwards rhymes.&lt;br /&gt;you always say your name.&lt;br /&gt;like i wouldn't know it's you,&lt;br /&gt;at your most beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've found a way to make you&lt;br /&gt;i've found a way&lt;br /&gt;a way to make you smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at my most beautiful&lt;br /&gt;i count your eyelashes, secretly.&lt;br /&gt;with every one, whisper i love you.&lt;br /&gt;i let you sleep.&lt;br /&gt;i know you're closed eye watching me,&lt;br /&gt;listening.&lt;br /&gt;i thought i saw a smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've found a way to make you&lt;br /&gt;i've found a way&lt;br /&gt;a way to make you smile&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-4438632813347130363?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/4438632813347130363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=4438632813347130363' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/4438632813347130363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/4438632813347130363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/05/rem-at-my-most-beautiful.html' title='R.E.M. - At My Most Beautiful'/><author><name>Tolga</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/SPY4F0GqVKI/AAAAAAAAAVo/16wno65EvrU/S220/rainparade+-edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/RlXJ91m8wxI/AAAAAAAAAIA/qac6-gwidoI/s72-c/up.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-3527395005620513546</id><published>2007-05-15T13:36:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T13:42:49.491+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='singer-songwriter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='canadian'/><title type='text'>Rufus Wainwright - Between My Legs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://twicetwicetwice.googlepages.com/RufusWainwright-BetweenMyLegs.mp3"&gt;Rufus Wainwright - Between My Legs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can go out, dancing&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://image.guardian.co.uk/sys-images/Music/Pix/furniture/2007/05/10/wainwright.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://image.guardian.co.uk/sys-images/Music/Pix/furniture/2007/05/10/wainwright.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'll write about you, dancing without you&lt;br /&gt;And I'll shed a tear between my legs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were here, I missed you&lt;br /&gt;Now that you're away, I'm out there without you&lt;br /&gt;And I shed a tear between my legs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though we live in the same city,&lt;br /&gt;You live in another state far away from me and all of my unfaded charms&lt;br /&gt;But when the rocket ships all fall, and the bridges, they all buckle&lt;br /&gt;And everybody's packing up their station wagons&lt;br /&gt;There's a number you can call, like a breast that you can suckle&lt;br /&gt;And we quietly will exit as it all is happening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, I'm afraid of one thing,&lt;br /&gt;Will I walk away from love knowing nothing, wearing my heart between my legs?&lt;br /&gt;But when I know you're naked, lying on the bed while I'm at the piano&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is I can't fake it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the rocket ships all fall, and the bridges, they all buckle&lt;br /&gt;And everybody's packing up their station wagons&lt;br /&gt;There's a number you can call, like a breast that you can suckle&lt;br /&gt;And we quietly will exit as it all is happening again&lt;br /&gt;'Cause there's a river running underground, underneath the town towards the sea,&lt;br /&gt;That only I know all about&lt;br /&gt;On which from this city we can flee&lt;br /&gt;On which from this city we can flee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-3527395005620513546?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/3527395005620513546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=3527395005620513546' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/3527395005620513546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/3527395005620513546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/05/rufus-wainwright-between-my-legs.html' title='Rufus Wainwright - Between My Legs'/><author><name>Ayça</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08182719683996798374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/SZFhRthUTVI/AAAAAAAAAmo/kRCr32LsER4/S220/4437047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-6159300724981745946</id><published>2007-05-14T18:16:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T18:23:56.581+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eurovision 2007'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romania'/><title type='text'>Locomondo - Liubi, Liubi, I Love You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://twicetwicetwice.googlepages.com/YYSzFrB6d3U.mp3"&gt;Locomondo - Liubi, Liubi, I Love You&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere around the world, "I love you", it means the same&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.trailofdead.org/graphics/2006/eurovisionlogo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.trailofdead.org/graphics/2006/eurovisionlogo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every day and every night only you can touch my flame&lt;br /&gt;So take my heart, take my soul, everything of me&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere you go, my baby, even Italy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Non devi essere speciale, "io ti amo" è sempre uguale&lt;br /&gt;Lo puoi dire come vuoi, sei da solo, con i tuoi (Guagliò)&lt;br /&gt;E qui non esistono frontiere, l'amore non ha barriere&lt;br /&gt;In città o in campagna, lo stesso in Spagna (Señorita)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por todo el mundo, "te quiero" es lo mismo&lt;br /&gt;Cada día y cada noche solo tú me das amor (¡Arriba!)&lt;br /&gt;Aquí está mi sol, te lo doy, todo lo que soy&lt;br /&gt;Si te vas, te buscaré en Rusia se (Locomondo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Где-то там, кто-то там, тебя любит, не забудь&lt;br /&gt;Скажи да любимая, люби, люби ты меня&lt;br /&gt;Где бы ты не находилась, где б не побывала&lt;br /&gt;Буду ждать, любимая, сегодня и всегда&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mademoiselle, partout au monde, un "je t'aime", c'est la même chose&lt;br /&gt;Chaque jour, chaque nuit, toi, tu reste ma seule rose&lt;br /&gt;Prends mon coeur, prends mon âme, ma vie, ma chérie (Vas-y)&lt;br /&gt;Appelle-moi où que tu sois, même en Roumanie (Yo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Undeva cineva te iubeste, nu uita&lt;br /&gt;Spune da, iubita mea, stii cum e cu dragostea&lt;br /&gt;Oriunde ai fi, oricat ai sta, te voi astepta&lt;br /&gt;Inima spune ea, aicï e casa ta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere around the world, "io ti amo" è sempre uguale&lt;br /&gt;Cada dia y cada noche, люби, люби ты меня&lt;br /&gt;Prends mon coeur, prends mon âme, ma vie, ma chérie&lt;br /&gt;Inima spune ea, aicï e casa ta (Ho... hey, hey)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere around the world, "io ti amo" è sempre uguale (Hey)&lt;br /&gt;Cada dia y cada noche, люби, люби ты меня (Hey)&lt;br /&gt;Prends mon coeur, prends mon âme, ma vie, ma chérie (Hey)&lt;br /&gt;Inima spune ea, aicï e casa ta (Hey)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¡Ole! ¡Arriba! (Hey)&lt;br /&gt;Locomondo (Hey)&lt;br /&gt;Everybody, viva l'amore (Hey)&lt;br /&gt;Sing with me baby, ?? (Hey)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-6159300724981745946?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/6159300724981745946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=6159300724981745946' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/6159300724981745946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/6159300724981745946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/05/locomondo-liubi-liubi-i-love-you.html' title='Locomondo - Liubi, Liubi, I Love You'/><author><name>Ayça</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08182719683996798374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/SZFhRthUTVI/AAAAAAAAAmo/kRCr32LsER4/S220/4437047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-1289650161723477458</id><published>2007-05-07T22:29:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T23:10:37.987+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='favourites'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indie pop'/><title type='text'>Belle and Sebastian - Funny Little Frog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/5/7/1056552/Belle%20And%20Sebastian%20-%20funny%20little%20frog.mp3"&gt;Belle and Sebastian - Funny Little Frog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honey, lovin' you is the greatest thing,&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://agonyshorthand.blogspot.com/life%20pursuit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://agonyshorthand.blogspot.com/life%20pursuit.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get to be myself and I get to sing,&lt;br /&gt;I get to play at being irresponsible,&lt;br /&gt;I come home late and love your soul,&lt;br /&gt;I never forget you in my prayers,&lt;br /&gt;I never have a bad thing to report.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're my picture on the wall,&lt;br /&gt;You're my vision in the hall,&lt;br /&gt;You're the one I'm talking to,&lt;br /&gt;When I get in from my work,&lt;br /&gt;You are my girl, and you don't even know it,&lt;br /&gt;I am living out the life of a poet,&lt;br /&gt;I am the jester in the ancient court,&lt;br /&gt;And you're the funny little frog in my throat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eye sight's fading, my hearing's dim,&lt;br /&gt;I can't get insured for the state I'm in,&lt;br /&gt;I'm a danger to myself I've been starting fights,&lt;br /&gt;At the party at the club on a Saturday night,&lt;br /&gt;But I don't get disapproving from my girl,&lt;br /&gt;She gets all the highlights wrapped in pearls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're my picture on the wall,&lt;br /&gt;You're my vision in the hall,&lt;br /&gt;You're the one I'm talking to,&lt;br /&gt;When I get in from my work,&lt;br /&gt;You are my girl, and you don't even know it,&lt;br /&gt;I am living out the life of a poet,&lt;br /&gt;I am the jester in the ancient court,&lt;br /&gt;And you're the funny little frog in my throat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a conversation with you at night,&lt;br /&gt;It's a little one sided but that's all right,&lt;br /&gt;I tell you in the kitchen about my day,&lt;br /&gt;You sit on the bed in the dark changing places,&lt;br /&gt;With the ghost that was there before you came,&lt;br /&gt;You've come to save my life again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't dare to touch your hand,&lt;br /&gt;I don't dare to think of you,&lt;br /&gt;In a physical way,&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know how you smell,&lt;br /&gt;You are the cover of my magazine,&lt;br /&gt;You're my fashion tip, a living museum,&lt;br /&gt;I'd pay to visit you on rainy Sundays,&lt;br /&gt;And maybe tell you all about it, someday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-1289650161723477458?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/1289650161723477458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=1289650161723477458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/1289650161723477458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/1289650161723477458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/05/belle-and-sebastian-funny-little-frog.html' title='Belle and Sebastian - Funny Little Frog'/><author><name>Ayça</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08182719683996798374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/SZFhRthUTVI/AAAAAAAAAmo/kRCr32LsER4/S220/4437047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-1067321434371046543</id><published>2007-05-07T18:49:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T23:19:33.834+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indie'/><title type='text'>The Indelicates - New Art for the People</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/5/7/1056552/the%20indelicates%20-%20new%20art%20for%20the%20people.mp3"&gt;The Indelicates - New Art for the People&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for the cum in your hair,&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.indelicates.com/singlecover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.indelicates.com/singlecover.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cocaine on your teeth&lt;br /&gt;You'd be just like the girls&lt;br /&gt;That I kissed on the heath&lt;br /&gt;Your mother left and you're all alone&lt;br /&gt;And the world is at your feet&lt;br /&gt;You smell like ash, mildew and hash&lt;br /&gt;Can barely even speak&lt;br /&gt;And it's so sad that you're so sad and you're so bad for me&lt;br /&gt;I followed your perfume as you ran down the street&lt;br /&gt;I caught you and held you and pushed back your fringe and swore undying loyalty&lt;br /&gt;We'll make a new art for the people,&lt;br /&gt;A new art for the people&lt;br /&gt;A new art for the people&lt;br /&gt;you and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I followed you home&lt;br /&gt;Knocked at your door&lt;br /&gt;Offered myself in the kitchen&lt;br /&gt;Passed out on the floor&lt;br /&gt;And when you shout, I get terrified&lt;br /&gt;And then I love you more&lt;br /&gt;You sound middle class, but I'll let it pass,&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand you at all&lt;br /&gt;And it's so sad that you're so sad and you're so bad for me&lt;br /&gt;I swallowed my pride with a pill and decided to give you back your key&lt;br /&gt;You caught me and held me and I took your hand and swore undying loyalty&lt;br /&gt;We'll make a new art for the people,&lt;br /&gt;A new art for the people&lt;br /&gt;A new art for the people&lt;br /&gt;you and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under the covers forever&lt;br /&gt;Everything well within reach&lt;br /&gt;A small price to pay for our freedom&lt;br /&gt;And for our celebrity&lt;br /&gt;Such ornaments and gorgeous things&lt;br /&gt;Like string lights at the beach&lt;br /&gt;Intensive care and conditioned air&lt;br /&gt;And our faces on TV&lt;br /&gt;And it's so sad but they're so glad that you're so bad for me&lt;br /&gt;The dark days ahead and the blood on the bed and the cover of the NME&lt;br /&gt;They gave us a cheque and took us by our necks and swore undying loyalty&lt;br /&gt;We'll make a new art for the people,&lt;br /&gt;A new art for the people&lt;br /&gt;A new art for the people&lt;br /&gt;you and me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-1067321434371046543?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/1067321434371046543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=1067321434371046543' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/1067321434371046543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/1067321434371046543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/05/indelicates-new-art-for-people.html' title='The Indelicates - New Art for the People'/><author><name>Ayça</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08182719683996798374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/SZFhRthUTVI/AAAAAAAAAmo/kRCr32LsER4/S220/4437047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-1308042632887239375</id><published>2007-05-07T14:42:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T14:49:24.502+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indie rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experimental'/><title type='text'>Deerhoof - Panda Panda Panda</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2006/12/21/539358/Deerhoof%20-%20Panda%20Panda%20Panda.mp3"&gt;Deerhoof - Panda Panda Panda&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pan-da pan-da pan-da pan-da pan&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/3/3d/Deerhoof-appleo.jpg/200px-Deerhoof-appleo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/3/3d/Deerhoof-appleo.jpg/200px-Deerhoof-appleo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pan-da!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pan-da pan-da pan-da pan-da pan&lt;br /&gt;Pan-da!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pan-da pan-da pan-da pan-da pan&lt;br /&gt;Night night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pan-da pan-da pan-da pan-da pan&lt;br /&gt;Beep beep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pan-da pan-da pan-da pan-da pan&lt;br /&gt;Tung-sun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pan-da pan-da pan-da pan-da pan&lt;br /&gt;Dee dee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pan-da pan-da pan-da pan-da pan&lt;br /&gt;Chi-na!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pan-da pan-da pan-da pan-da pan&lt;br /&gt;Shee-oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pan-da pan-da pan-da pan-da pan&lt;br /&gt;Pan-dee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pan-da pan-da pan-da pan-da pan&lt;br /&gt;Pan-da&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pan-da pan-da pan-da pan-da pan&lt;br /&gt;I like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pan-da pan-da pan-da pan-da pan&lt;br /&gt;Pan-da!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;a href="http://serdarcharliebrown.blogspot.com"&gt;Serdar&lt;/a&gt;, thanks &lt;a href="http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/05/lamb-b-side.html"&gt;again&lt;/a&gt;.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-1308042632887239375?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/1308042632887239375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=1308042632887239375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/1308042632887239375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/1308042632887239375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/05/deerhoof-panda-panda-panda.html' title='Deerhoof - Panda Panda Panda'/><author><name>Ayça</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08182719683996798374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/SZFhRthUTVI/AAAAAAAAAmo/kRCr32LsER4/S220/4437047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-4154569005426484924</id><published>2007-05-07T14:31:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T18:59:27.265+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trip-hop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='electronic'/><title type='text'>Lamb - B Line</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2006/12/21/539358/Lamb%20-%20B%20Lines.mp3"&gt;Lamb - B Line&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ba-da-ba-da-ba-da-ba-da-ba-da-ba-da&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://graphics.ink19.com/issues/december1999/covers/lamb.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://graphics.ink19.com/issues/december1999/covers/lamb.jpeg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's in&lt;br /&gt;Your eyes&lt;br /&gt;And the way you move&lt;br /&gt;You got music in your step&lt;br /&gt;A kind&lt;br /&gt;Of glow&lt;br /&gt;Like you walk with the heat turned up&lt;br /&gt;So brightly above&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I see&lt;br /&gt;I go ba-da-ba-da-ba-da-ba-da-ba-da&lt;br /&gt;Everytime you walk in the room&lt;br /&gt;No escape for me&lt;br /&gt;I go ba-da-ba-da-ba-da-ba-da-ba-da&lt;br /&gt;Everytime you're close to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could just&lt;br /&gt;Compose myself&lt;br /&gt;I'd radiate just the right amount of cool and heat&lt;br /&gt;So you'd never know&lt;br /&gt;How I tremble to touch you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I see&lt;br /&gt;I go ba-da-ba-da-ba-da-ba-da-ba-da&lt;br /&gt;Everytime you walk in the room&lt;br /&gt;No escape for me&lt;br /&gt;I go ba-da-ba-da-ba-da-ba-da-ba-da&lt;br /&gt;Everytime you're close to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I see&lt;br /&gt;I go ba-da-ba-da-ba-da-ba-da-ba-da&lt;br /&gt;Everytime you walk in the room&lt;br /&gt;No escape for me&lt;br /&gt;I go ba-da-ba-da-ba-da-ba-da-ba-da&lt;br /&gt;Everytime you're close to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Thanks to &lt;a href="http://serdarcharliebrown.blogspot.com"&gt;serdar&lt;/a&gt; for uploading.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-4154569005426484924?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/4154569005426484924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=4154569005426484924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/4154569005426484924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/4154569005426484924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/05/lamb-b-side.html' title='Lamb - B Line'/><author><name>Ayça</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08182719683996798374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/SZFhRthUTVI/AAAAAAAAAmo/kRCr32LsER4/S220/4437047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-8397080855285156244</id><published>2007-05-06T17:28:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T17:59:31.860+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indie pop'/><title type='text'>Page France - Trampoline</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/3/18/899349/12%20-%20Trampoline.mp3"&gt;Page France - Trampoline&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey, hey, hey, you on the trampoline&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/Rj3oaPFkWWI/AAAAAAAAAH4/ZXU39qtolWg/s1600-h/hellodearwind.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061457093658433890" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/Rj3oaPFkWWI/AAAAAAAAAH4/ZXU39qtolWg/s200/hellodearwind.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trying to see everything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey, hey, hey, sweet little Cherubin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where has your papa been?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You've got the keys to his chariot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I bet it looks hilarious&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To watch it drag the terriers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And all the bugs that fair the earth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Through all the dams and barriers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Turn the vessel upside down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Turn the vessel upside down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let us swim or let us drown&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am lost but I have found&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Burn right through my palms&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You burn right through my palms&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey, hey, hey, you on the trampoline&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Up above everything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey, hey, hey, sweet little Cherubin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wanting to be let in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be careful what you ask for&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because it burns right up your walls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It burns right up your walls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I bet it looks hilarious&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To watch it drag the terriers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And all the bugs that fair the earth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Through all the dams and barriers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Turn the vessel upside down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Turn the vessel upside down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let us swim or let us drown&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am lost but I have found&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Burn right down my walls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You burn right down my walls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You burn right down my walls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You burn right down my walls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-8397080855285156244?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/8397080855285156244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=8397080855285156244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/8397080855285156244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/8397080855285156244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/05/page-france-trampoline.html' title='Page France - Trampoline'/><author><name>Tolga</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/SPY4F0GqVKI/AAAAAAAAAVo/16wno65EvrU/S220/rainparade+-edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/Rj3oaPFkWWI/AAAAAAAAAH4/ZXU39qtolWg/s72-c/hellodearwind.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-5718776433923426967</id><published>2007-05-05T18:31:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T18:58:19.954+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='post-rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indie'/><title type='text'>The Arcade Fire - Intervention</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/3/18/899349/04%20-%20Intervention.mp3"&gt;The Arcade Fire - Intervention&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keys taken back I throw&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/RjyomfFkWVI/AAAAAAAAAHw/tW_p531nChE/s1600-h/2007+-+Neon+Bible+[a2].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061105460390943058" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/RjyomfFkWVI/AAAAAAAAAHw/tW_p531nChE/s200/2007+-+Neon+Bible+%5Ba2%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The people they all grow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And choose what they want written on their stone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All quiet and alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can taste the fear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lift me up and take me out of here&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know I want to fight I want to die&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just tell me what to say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Working for the church while your family dies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Little baby sister gonna lose her mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every spark of friendship and love will die without a hope&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hear the soldiers groan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All quiet and alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There’s something in the air&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The people they all sit and stare&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And tell me what they point to tell me where&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And tell me…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who’s gonna throw the very first stone?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whose gonna re-set the bone?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sitting with his head in a sling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hear the soldier sing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working for the church while your family dies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Little baby sister gonna lose her mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every spark of friendship and love will die without a hope&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hear the soldiers groan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All quiet and alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunshine light&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Someone teach me how to fly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And onto something for wish I would die, but I just don’t know what&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though I can taste the fear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lift me up and take me out of here&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And make it all concisely clear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know I’m gonna fade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working for the church while your family dies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Little baby sister gonna lose her mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every spark of friendship and love will die without a hope&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hear the soldiers groan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All quiet and alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hear the soldiers groan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All quiet and alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-5718776433923426967?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/5718776433923426967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=5718776433923426967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/5718776433923426967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/5718776433923426967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/05/arcade-fire-intervention.html' title='The Arcade Fire - Intervention'/><author><name>Tolga</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/SPY4F0GqVKI/AAAAAAAAAVo/16wno65EvrU/S220/rainparade+-edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/RjyomfFkWVI/AAAAAAAAAHw/tW_p531nChE/s72-c/2007+-+Neon+Bible+%5Ba2%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-8825759946553736863</id><published>2007-05-05T16:56:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T17:01:31.977+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='french rock'/><title type='text'>Dionysos - Anorak</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://twicetwicetwice.googlepages.com/Dionysos-Westernsouslaneige-13-Anora.mp3"&gt;Dionysos - Anorak&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elle dansait dans son petit anorak&lt;a href="http://medias.ados.fr/albums/200/6799.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://medias.ados.fr/albums/200/6799.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mini Goldorak érotique et je lui lançais des glaçons&lt;br /&gt;A travers les nuages pour qu'il neige&lt;br /&gt;Et pour qu'on s'anorakissime à plat ventre sur la luge&lt;br /&gt;Et pour qu'on trinque avec les murs pour qu'elle se marre&lt;br /&gt;Danse dans ton anorak...&lt;br /&gt;Et puis la neige s'est mise à tomber&lt;br /&gt;Comme si toutes les gouttes de pluie&lt;br /&gt;Avaient décidé de s'habiller en robe de mariée&lt;br /&gt;C'est comme si dieu s'était décidé à croquer dans un sandwich&lt;br /&gt;En porcelaine et qu'il en dispersait les miettes parmi nous&lt;br /&gt;Danse dans ton anorak...&lt;br /&gt;On regardait tout ça tomber au beau milieu de la route&lt;br /&gt;D'un coup deux phares ont fendu le brouillard&lt;br /&gt;Pour faire danser ton petit anorak&lt;br /&gt;Pour la dernière fois.&lt;br /&gt;Danse dans ton anorak&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-8825759946553736863?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/8825759946553736863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=8825759946553736863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/8825759946553736863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/8825759946553736863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/05/dionysos-anorak.html' title='Dionysos - Anorak'/><author><name>Ayça</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08182719683996798374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/SZFhRthUTVI/AAAAAAAAAmo/kRCr32LsER4/S220/4437047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-8964352743698627484</id><published>2007-05-04T23:03:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T23:40:27.905+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='female vocalists'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='japanese'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='avant-garde'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neo-psychedelia'/><title type='text'>Yoko Ono - Nobody Sees Me Like You Do (feat. The Apples in Stereo)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/3/18/899349/08%20-%20Nobody%20Sees%20Me%20Like%20You%20Do%20%5BFeat.%20The%20Apples%20in%20Stereo%5D.mp3"&gt;Yoko Ono - Nobody Sees Me Like You Do (feat. The Apples in Stereo)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see your face looking into the space,&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.beatles.ru/img/announce/20070109105551.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.beatles.ru/img/announce/20070109105551.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All tired and worried.&lt;br /&gt;Why does it have to be like this, you and i,&lt;br /&gt;I wanted us to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one can see me like you do.&lt;br /&gt;No one can see you like I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see your face with a trace of life,&lt;br /&gt;Being a wife and a woman.&lt;br /&gt;If I ever hurt you, please, remember,&lt;br /&gt;I wanted you to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there anything I want more,&lt;br /&gt;More than your trust and understanding?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one can see me like you do.&lt;br /&gt;No one can se you like I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna quit moving,&lt;br /&gt;I wanna quit running,&lt;br /&gt;I wanna relax and be tender.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna see us together again,&lt;br /&gt;Rocking away in our walnut chairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even with your warmth and closeness,&lt;br /&gt;The feeling of loneliness hangs over like a curse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one can see me like you do.&lt;br /&gt;No one can se you like I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even with our dreams and yearnings,&lt;br /&gt;The feeling of loneliness hangs over like a thirst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one can see me like you do.&lt;br /&gt;No one can see you like I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one can see me like you do.&lt;br /&gt;No one can see you like I do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-8964352743698627484?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/8964352743698627484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=8964352743698627484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/8964352743698627484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/8964352743698627484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/05/yoko-ono-nobody-sees-me-like-you-do.html' title='Yoko Ono - Nobody Sees Me Like You Do (feat. The Apples in Stereo)'/><author><name>Ayça</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08182719683996798374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/SZFhRthUTVI/AAAAAAAAAmo/kRCr32LsER4/S220/4437047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-1587544274475384948</id><published>2007-05-04T22:44:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T23:16:44.936+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='folk rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='60s'/><title type='text'>Simon and Garfunkel - Sound of Silence</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=" http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/3/18/899349/simon%20and%20garfunkel%20-%20the%20sound%20of%20silence.mp3"&gt;Simon and Garfunkel - Sound of Silence&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello darkness, my old friend,&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.supermusic.sk/obrazky/5820_weed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.supermusic.sk/obrazky/5820_weed.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive come to talk with you again,&lt;br /&gt;Because a vision softly creeping,&lt;br /&gt;Left its seeds while I was sleeping,&lt;br /&gt;And the vision that was planted in my brain&lt;br /&gt;Still remains&lt;br /&gt;Within the sound of silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In restless dreams I walked alone&lt;br /&gt;Narrow streets of cobblestone,&lt;br /&gt;neath the halo of a street lamp,&lt;br /&gt;I turned my collar to the cold and damp&lt;br /&gt;When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of&lt;br /&gt;A neon light&lt;br /&gt;That split the night&lt;br /&gt;And touched the sound of silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in the naked light I saw&lt;br /&gt;Ten thousand people, maybe more.&lt;br /&gt;People talking without speaking,&lt;br /&gt;People hearing without listening,&lt;br /&gt;People writing songs that voices never share&lt;br /&gt;And no one deared&lt;br /&gt;Disturb the sound of silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fools said i,you do not know&lt;br /&gt;Silence like a cancer grows.&lt;br /&gt;Hear my words that I might teach you,&lt;br /&gt;Take my arms that I might reach you.&lt;br /&gt;But my words like silent raindrops fell,&lt;br /&gt;And echoed&lt;br /&gt;In the wells of silence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the people bowed and prayed&lt;br /&gt;To the neon God they made.&lt;br /&gt;And the sign flashed out its warning,&lt;br /&gt;In the words that it was forming.&lt;br /&gt;And the signs said, the words of the prophets&lt;br /&gt;Are written on the subway walls&lt;br /&gt;And tenement halls.&lt;br /&gt;And whisperd in the sounds of silence.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-1587544274475384948?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/1587544274475384948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=1587544274475384948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/1587544274475384948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/1587544274475384948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/05/simon-and-garfunkel-sound-of-silence.html' title='Simon and Garfunkel - Sound of Silence'/><author><name>Ayça</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08182719683996798374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/SZFhRthUTVI/AAAAAAAAAmo/kRCr32LsER4/S220/4437047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-8355253095362508894</id><published>2007-04-30T22:16:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T23:47:19.626+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='60s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='psychedelic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baroque pop'/><title type='text'>Love - Andmoreagain</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://twicetwicetwice.googlepages.com/03-Andmoreagain.mp3"&gt;Love - Andmoreagain&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you'll see andmoreagain&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/RjZVqnqG54I/AAAAAAAAASE/TRrdHwJfYf0/s1600-h/Love-Forever-Changes-335853.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/RjZVqnqG54I/AAAAAAAAASE/TRrdHwJfYf0/s200/Love-Forever-Changes-335853.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059325422085793666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you will know andmoreagain&lt;br /&gt;For you can see you in her eyes&lt;br /&gt;Then you feel your heart beating&lt;br /&gt;Thrum-pum-pum-pum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you've given all you had&lt;br /&gt;And everything still turns out&lt;br /&gt;Bad, and all your secrets are your own&lt;br /&gt;Then you feel your heart beating&lt;br /&gt;Thrum-pum-pum-pum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm&lt;br /&gt;Wrapped in my armor&lt;br /&gt;But my things are material&lt;br /&gt;And I'm&lt;br /&gt;Lost in confusions&lt;br /&gt;'Cause my things are material&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you don't know how much&lt;br /&gt;I love you&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, oh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you'll see Andmoreagain&lt;br /&gt;Then you might be Andmoreagain&lt;br /&gt;For you just wish and you are here&lt;br /&gt;Then you feel your heart beating&lt;br /&gt;Thrum-pum-pum-pum&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-8355253095362508894?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/8355253095362508894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=8355253095362508894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/8355253095362508894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/8355253095362508894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/04/love-andmoreagain.html' title='Love - Andmoreagain'/><author><name>Ayça</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08182719683996798374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/SZFhRthUTVI/AAAAAAAAAmo/kRCr32LsER4/S220/4437047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/RjZVqnqG54I/AAAAAAAAASE/TRrdHwJfYf0/s72-c/Love-Forever-Changes-335853.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-4326689941798983773</id><published>2007-04-26T16:20:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T16:29:16.744+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='female vocalists'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cabaret'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indie pop'/><title type='text'>The Ditty Bops - Sister Kate</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash"  src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" allowScriptAccess="always" width="300" height="23"  bgcolor="#000000"  id="radioblog_player_0"  FlashVars="id=0&amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Fgrey.anatomy.free.fr%2FMultimedia%2Fradio%2Fradio.blog%2Fsounds%2F%5B1.02%5D%20The%20Ditty%20Bops%20-%20Sister%20Kate.rbs&amp;colors=body:#000000;border:#FBFBFB;button:#E9E9E9;player_text:#FBFBFB;playlist_text:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could shake it like my sister Kate&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/RjC2ZXqG5xI/AAAAAAAAARM/LyUS-3aIxdQ/s1600-h/thedittybops-whatisthetime.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/RjC2ZXqG5xI/AAAAAAAAARM/LyUS-3aIxdQ/s200/thedittybops-whatisthetime.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057742928500680466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shake it like a bowl of jelly on a plate&lt;br /&gt;My momma wanted to know last night&lt;br /&gt;How sister Kate could do it oh so nice&lt;br /&gt;Now all the boys in the neighborhood&lt;br /&gt;Katie could shimmy ass mighty good&lt;br /&gt;Now it may be late but I'll be up to date&lt;br /&gt;When I can shimmy like my sister Kate&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, shake it like my sister Kate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could shimmy like my sister Kate&lt;br /&gt;I'd never stay home, stay out too late&lt;br /&gt;I'd get myself about as high as a kite&lt;br /&gt;You know I'd do it for you every night&lt;br /&gt;Now all the boys in the neighborhood&lt;br /&gt;Katie could shimmy ass mighty good&lt;br /&gt;Now I may be late but I'll be up to date&lt;br /&gt;When I can shimmy like my sister Kate&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, shake it like my sister Kate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could shake it like my sister Kate&lt;br /&gt;Shake it like a bowl of jelly on a plate&lt;br /&gt;My momma wanted to know last night&lt;br /&gt;How sister Kate could do it oh so nice&lt;br /&gt;Now all the boys in the neighborhood&lt;br /&gt;Katie could shimmy ass mighty good&lt;br /&gt;Now it may be late but I'll be up to date&lt;br /&gt;When I can shimmy like my sister Kate&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, shake it like my sister Kate&lt;br /&gt;That's right&lt;br /&gt;Shimmy like my sister Kate&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-4326689941798983773?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/4326689941798983773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=4326689941798983773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/4326689941798983773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/4326689941798983773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/04/ditty-bops-sister-kate.html' title='The Ditty Bops - Sister Kate'/><author><name>Ayça</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08182719683996798374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/SZFhRthUTVI/AAAAAAAAAmo/kRCr32LsER4/S220/4437047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/RjC2ZXqG5xI/AAAAAAAAARM/LyUS-3aIxdQ/s72-c/thedittybops-whatisthetime.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-2836819340597777863</id><published>2007-04-26T15:38:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T15:58:29.248+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='favourites'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='british'/><title type='text'>Mika - Grace Kelly</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash"  src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" allowScriptAccess="always" width="300" height="23"  bgcolor="#000000"  id="radioblog_player_0"  FlashVars="id=0&amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Fandyoudont.free.fr%2Fradio.blog%2Fsounds%2FMika%20-%20Grace%20Kelly.rbs&amp;colors=body:#000000;border:#FBFBFB;button:#E9E9E9;player_text:#FBFBFB;playlist_text:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( - &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I wanna talk to you.&lt;br /&gt;  - The last time we talked Mr Smiths, you reduced me to tears. I promise it won't happen again&lt;/span&gt;.)*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I attract you&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/RjCuWXqG5wI/AAAAAAAAARE/YhZIzoxXh3Q/s1600-h/mika-lifeincartoonmotion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/RjCuWXqG5wI/AAAAAAAAARE/YhZIzoxXh3Q/s200/mika-lifeincartoonmotion.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057734080868050690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I repulse you with my queasy smile&lt;br /&gt;Am I too dirty&lt;br /&gt;Am I too flirty&lt;br /&gt;Do I like what you like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could be wholesome&lt;br /&gt;I could be loathsome&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm a little bit shy&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you like me&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you like me without making me try&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to be like Grace Kelly&lt;br /&gt;But all her looks were too sad&lt;br /&gt;So I try a little Freddie&lt;br /&gt;I've gone identity mad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could be brown&lt;br /&gt;I could be blue&lt;br /&gt;I could be violet sky&lt;br /&gt;I could be hurtful&lt;br /&gt;I could be purple&lt;br /&gt;I could be anything you like&lt;br /&gt;Gotta be green&lt;br /&gt;Gotta be mean&lt;br /&gt;Gotta be everything more&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you like me&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you like me&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you walk out the door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( - &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Getting angry doesn't solve anything&lt;/span&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I help it&lt;br /&gt;How can I help it&lt;br /&gt;How can I help what you think?&lt;br /&gt;Hello my baby&lt;br /&gt;Hello my baby&lt;br /&gt;Putting my life on the brink&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you like me&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you like me&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you like yourself&lt;br /&gt;Should I bend over&lt;br /&gt;Should I look older just to be put on your shelf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to be like Grace Kelly&lt;br /&gt;But all her looks were too sad&lt;br /&gt;So I try a little Freddie&lt;br /&gt;I've gone identity mad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could be brown&lt;br /&gt;I could be blue&lt;br /&gt;I could be violet sky&lt;br /&gt;I could be hurtful&lt;br /&gt;I could be purple&lt;br /&gt;I could be anything you like&lt;br /&gt;Gotta be green&lt;br /&gt;Gotta be mean&lt;br /&gt;Gotta be everything more&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you like me&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you like me&lt;br /&gt;Walk out the door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say what you want to satisfy yourself&lt;br /&gt;But you only want what everybody else says you should want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could be brown&lt;br /&gt;I could be blue&lt;br /&gt;I could be violet sky&lt;br /&gt;I could be hurtful&lt;br /&gt;I could be purple&lt;br /&gt;I could be anything you like&lt;br /&gt;Gotta be green&lt;br /&gt;Gotta be mean&lt;br /&gt;Gotta be everything more&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you like me&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you like me&lt;br /&gt;Walk out the door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could be brown&lt;br /&gt;I could be blue&lt;br /&gt;I could be violet sky&lt;br /&gt;I could be hurtful&lt;br /&gt;I could be purple&lt;br /&gt;I could be anything you like&lt;br /&gt;Gotta be green&lt;br /&gt;Gotta be mean&lt;br /&gt;Gotta be everything more&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you like me&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you like me&lt;br /&gt;Walk out the door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( - &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;xxx, we're leaving&lt;/span&gt;.)**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Are these right? I've typed as i hear.&lt;br /&gt;** I don't get what she says. If you do, please let me know. &lt;br /&gt;*** Mika, i guess i've fallen in love with you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-2836819340597777863?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/2836819340597777863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=2836819340597777863' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/2836819340597777863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/2836819340597777863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/04/mika-grace-kelly.html' title='Mika - Grace Kelly'/><author><name>Ayça</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08182719683996798374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/SZFhRthUTVI/AAAAAAAAAmo/kRCr32LsER4/S220/4437047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/RjCuWXqG5wI/AAAAAAAAARE/YhZIzoxXh3Q/s72-c/mika-lifeincartoonmotion.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-8118103475533665856</id><published>2007-04-26T11:58:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T12:10:58.493+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indie pop'/><title type='text'>Rufus Wainwright - The One You Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" allowscriptaccess="always" bgcolor="#000000" id="radioblog_player_0" flashvars="id=0&amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Fcibiou.ifrance.com%2Fradio.blog%2Fsounds%2FRufus%20Wainwright%20-%20The%20One%20You%20Love.swf&amp;amp;colors=body:#000000;border:#FBFBFB;button:#E9E9E9;player_text:#FBFBFB;playlist_text:#999999;" height="23" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mind has so many pictures&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/RjB6bnqG5vI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/hCVeGzh2jbA/s1600-h/rufuswainwright-wanttwo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/RjB6bnqG5vI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/hCVeGzh2jbA/s200/rufuswainwright-wanttwo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057676996457719538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I sleep with my eyes open&lt;br /&gt;The mind has so many memories&lt;br /&gt;Can you remember what it looks like when I cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying, trying to tell you&lt;br /&gt;All that I can in a sweet and velvet tongue&lt;br /&gt;But no words ever could sell you&lt;br /&gt;Sell you on me after all that I have done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm only the one you love&lt;br /&gt;Am I only the one you love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lady Gloom and her hornets circling round&lt;br /&gt;Is now before us, the screaming's done without moving&lt;br /&gt;One little move and for sure you will be stung&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm singing "Oh, Jerusalem oh, Jerusalem&lt;br /&gt;See what he's picked up in the park"&lt;br /&gt;Let's fuck this awful art party&lt;br /&gt;Want you to make love to me and only to me in the dark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm only the one you love&lt;br /&gt;Am I only the one you love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've traded in our snap shots&lt;br /&gt;We're going through the motions&lt;br /&gt;Into the view, I'm leaving you&lt;br /&gt;Down Conduit Avenue into the early morning&lt;br /&gt;Into the early morning&lt;br /&gt;The one I love&lt;br /&gt;Are you only the one I love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-8118103475533665856?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/8118103475533665856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=8118103475533665856' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/8118103475533665856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/8118103475533665856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/04/rufus-wainwright-one-you-love.html' title='Rufus Wainwright - The One You Love'/><author><name>Ayça</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08182719683996798374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/SZFhRthUTVI/AAAAAAAAAmo/kRCr32LsER4/S220/4437047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/RjB6bnqG5vI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/hCVeGzh2jbA/s72-c/rufuswainwright-wanttwo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-8216811910546927524</id><published>2007-04-08T03:03:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T03:11:17.432+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alternative pop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twee pop'/><title type='text'>Sean Lennon - Parachute</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed id="radioblog_player_0" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" width="300" height="23" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" bgcolor="#000000" flashvars="id=0&amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Ffsftw.free.fr%2Fradio.blog%2Fsounds%2F03%20%20sean%20lennon-Parachute.rbs&amp;amp;colors=body:#000000;border:#FCFCFC;button:#E9E9E9;player_text:#FCFCFC;playlist_text:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love is like an aero plane &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/RhhAav14ayI/AAAAAAAAAGw/GMpReLYWToE/s1600-h/friendlyfire300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050857810359249698" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/RhhAav14ayI/AAAAAAAAAGw/GMpReLYWToE/s200/friendlyfire300.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you jump and then you pray&lt;br /&gt;the lucky ones remain&lt;br /&gt;in the clouds for days&lt;br /&gt;if life is just a stage&lt;br /&gt;let's put on the best show&lt;br /&gt;and let everyone know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause if i have to die tonight&lt;br /&gt;i'd rather be with you&lt;br /&gt;cut the parachute before the dive&lt;br /&gt;baby don't you cry&lt;br /&gt;you have to bring me down&lt;br /&gt;we had some fun before we hit the ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love is like a hurricane&lt;br /&gt;you know it's on the way&lt;br /&gt;you think you can be brave&lt;br /&gt;underneath the waves&lt;br /&gt;if life is just a dream&lt;br /&gt;which of us is dreaming&lt;br /&gt;and who will wake up screaming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause if i have to die tonight&lt;br /&gt;i'd rather be with you&lt;br /&gt;cut the parachute before the dive&lt;br /&gt;baby don't you cry&lt;br /&gt;you have to bring me down&lt;br /&gt;we had some fun before we hit the ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause if i have to die tonight&lt;br /&gt;i'd rather be with you&lt;br /&gt;cut the parachute before the dive&lt;br /&gt;baby don't you cry&lt;br /&gt;you have to bring me down&lt;br /&gt;we had some fun before we hit the ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause if i have to die tonight&lt;br /&gt;i'd rather it was you&lt;br /&gt;cut the parachute before the dive&lt;br /&gt;baby don't you cry&lt;br /&gt;you have to bring me down&lt;br /&gt;we had some fun before we hit the ground&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-8216811910546927524?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/8216811910546927524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=8216811910546927524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/8216811910546927524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/8216811910546927524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/04/sean-lennon-parachute.html' title='Sean Lennon - Parachute'/><author><name>Tolga</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/SPY4F0GqVKI/AAAAAAAAAVo/16wno65EvrU/S220/rainparade+-edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/RhhAav14ayI/AAAAAAAAAGw/GMpReLYWToE/s72-c/friendlyfire300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-2316254162555544657</id><published>2007-04-01T02:16:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T02:35:09.867+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='electronic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jazz'/><title type='text'>Koop - I See a Different You</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed id="radioblog_player_0" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" width="300" height="23" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" bgcolor="#000000" flashvars="id=0&amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Fmiaou75.free.fr%2FSoochieRadioblog%2Fsounds%2FKoop%20-%20I%20see%20a%20different%20you.rbs&amp;amp;colors=body:#000000;border:#FBFBFB;button:#E9E9E9;player_text:#FBFBFB;playlist_text:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we are astray &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/Rg78mhpOnCI/AAAAAAAAAGg/mM8qcF3vIxY/s1600-h/Koop+-+Islands.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048249971125427234" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/Rg78mhpOnCI/AAAAAAAAAGg/mM8qcF3vIxY/s200/Koop+-+Islands.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing else to do&lt;br /&gt;In another place&lt;br /&gt;I see a different you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause we&lt;br /&gt;We left and lost again&lt;br /&gt;I'll never love again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, baby now we are apart&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing we can do&lt;br /&gt;In a different place&lt;br /&gt;I see another you&lt;br /&gt;And in another place&lt;br /&gt;I see a different you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we are astray&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing else to do&lt;br /&gt;In another place&lt;br /&gt;I see a different you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause we&lt;br /&gt;We left and lost again&lt;br /&gt;I'll never love again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, baby, now we are apart&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing we can do&lt;br /&gt;In a different place&lt;br /&gt;I see another you&lt;br /&gt;And in another place&lt;br /&gt;I see a different you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, we left and we lost&lt;br /&gt;I'll never love again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-2316254162555544657?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/2316254162555544657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=2316254162555544657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/2316254162555544657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/2316254162555544657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/04/koop-i-see-different-you_01.html' title='Koop - I See a Different You'/><author><name>Tolga</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/SPY4F0GqVKI/AAAAAAAAAVo/16wno65EvrU/S220/rainparade+-edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_fb-SmzU_76E/Rg78mhpOnCI/AAAAAAAAAGg/mM8qcF3vIxY/s72-c/Koop+-+Islands.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-2878804027317002358</id><published>2007-04-01T01:16:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T01:26:11.118+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='60s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='favourites'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='psychedelic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baroque pop'/><title type='text'>Love - Maybe the People Would Be the Times or Between Clark and Hilldale</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash"  src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" allowScriptAccess="always" width="300" height="23"  bgcolor="#000000"  id="radioblog_player_0"  FlashVars="id=0&amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Flostress.altervista.org%2Fradio.blog%2Fsounds%2FMaybe%20The%20People%20Would%20Be%20The%20Times%20Or%20Between%20Clark%20And%20Hilldale.swf&amp;colors=body:#000000;border:#FBFBFB;button:#E9E9E9;player_text:#FBFBFB;playlist_text:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is happening and how have you been&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/Rg7tqW0fYEI/AAAAAAAAAQg/N4hc6zEJ44Q/s1600-h/Love-Forever-Changes-335853.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/Rg7tqW0fYEI/AAAAAAAAAQg/N4hc6zEJ44Q/s200/Love-Forever-Changes-335853.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048233544264933442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go but I'll see you again&lt;br /&gt;And oh, the music is so loud&lt;br /&gt;And then I fade into the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crowds of people standing everywhere&lt;br /&gt;'Cross the street I'm at this laugh affair&lt;br /&gt;And here they always play my songs&lt;br /&gt;And me, I wonder if it's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wrong or right they come here just the same&lt;br /&gt;Telling everyone about their games&lt;br /&gt;And if you think it obsolete&lt;br /&gt;Then you go back across the street&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, street, hey hey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I leave now don't you weep for me&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back, just save a seat for me&lt;br /&gt;But if you just can't make the room&lt;br /&gt;Look up and see me on the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moon's a common scene around my town&lt;br /&gt;Yeah where everyone is painted brown&lt;br /&gt;And if we do get stuck away&lt;br /&gt;Let's go paint everybody gray&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, gray, yeah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-2878804027317002358?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/2878804027317002358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=2878804027317002358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/2878804027317002358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/2878804027317002358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/04/love-maybe-people-would-be-times-or.html' title='Love - Maybe the People Would Be the Times or Between Clark and Hilldale'/><author><name>Ayça</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08182719683996798374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/SZFhRthUTVI/AAAAAAAAAmo/kRCr32LsER4/S220/4437047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/Rg7tqW0fYEI/AAAAAAAAAQg/N4hc6zEJ44Q/s72-c/Love-Forever-Changes-335853.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-2290177511586427316</id><published>2007-03-28T16:33:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T16:39:17.034+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='60s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='classic rock'/><title type='text'>The Beatles - Happiness Is a Warm Gun</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash"  src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" allowScriptAccess="always" width="300" height="23"  bgcolor="#000000"  id="radioblog_player_0"  FlashVars="id=0&amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.wikichaves.com%2Fblog%2Fmp3%2Fsounds%2FThe%20Beatles%20-%20Happiness%20Is%20a%20Warm%20Gun.rbs&amp;colors=body:#000000;border:#FBFBFB;button:#E9E9E9;player_text:#FBFBFB;playlist_text:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's not a girl who misses much&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/Rgp9920fYDI/AAAAAAAAAQU/yvcvbcv_Idk/s1600-h/thebeatles10+WHITE+ALBUM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/Rgp9920fYDI/AAAAAAAAAQU/yvcvbcv_Idk/s200/thebeatles10+WHITE+ALBUM.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046984834063228978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do do do do do do- oh yeah!&lt;br /&gt;She's well acquainted with the touch of the velvet hand&lt;br /&gt;Like a lizard on a window pane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man in the crowd with the multicoloured mirrors&lt;br /&gt;On his hobnail boots&lt;br /&gt;Lying with his eyes while his hands are busy&lt;br /&gt;Working overtime&lt;br /&gt;A soap impression of his wife which he ate&lt;br /&gt;And donated to the National Trust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a fix 'cause I'm going down&lt;br /&gt;Down to the bits that I left uptown&lt;br /&gt;I need a fix cause I'm going down&lt;br /&gt;Mother Superior jumped the gun&lt;br /&gt;Mother Superior jumped the gun&lt;br /&gt;Mother Superior jumped the gun&lt;br /&gt;Mother Superior jumped the gun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness is a warm gun&lt;br /&gt;Happiness is a warm gun, momma&lt;br /&gt;When I hold you in my arms&lt;br /&gt;And I feel my finger on your trigger&lt;br /&gt;I know nobody can do me no harm&lt;br /&gt;Because happiness is a warm gun, momma&lt;br /&gt;Happiness is a warm gun&lt;br /&gt;-Yes it is.&lt;br /&gt;Happiness is a warm, yes it is&lt;br /&gt;Gun!&lt;br /&gt;Well don't ya know that happiness is a warm gun, momma?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-2290177511586427316?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/2290177511586427316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=2290177511586427316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/2290177511586427316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/2290177511586427316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/03/beatles-happiness-is-warm-gun.html' title='The Beatles - Happiness Is a Warm Gun'/><author><name>Ayça</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08182719683996798374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/SZFhRthUTVI/AAAAAAAAAmo/kRCr32LsER4/S220/4437047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/Rgp9920fYDI/AAAAAAAAAQU/yvcvbcv_Idk/s72-c/thebeatles10+WHITE+ALBUM.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-4590673476898150875</id><published>2007-03-28T15:42:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T16:31:15.314+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indietronica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='morr music'/><title type='text'>Ms. John Soda - Go Check</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash"  src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" allowScriptAccess="always" width="300" height="23"  bgcolor="#000000"  id="radioblog_player_0"  FlashVars="id=0&amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Flolitainbloom.free.fr%2Fradio.blog_motivationmaximum%2Fsounds%2FMs%20John%20Soda%20-%20Go%20check.rbs&amp;colors=body:#000000;border:#FBFBFB;button:#E9E9E9;player_text:#FBFBFB;playlist_text:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel I walk&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/Rgp7tG0fYCI/AAAAAAAAAQM/FJHQXO9jjag/s1600-h/Ms_John_Soda-No_POrD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/Rgp7tG0fYCI/AAAAAAAAAQM/FJHQXO9jjag/s200/Ms_John_Soda-No_POrD.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046982347277164578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My body lies&lt;br /&gt;I am lying here with you in my bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not asleep&lt;br /&gt;But do not show&lt;br /&gt;Though you know it, you don't want me to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So go check that I'm on fire&lt;br /&gt;And go check that I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;Go check that I'm on fire&lt;br /&gt;And go check that I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're side by side&lt;br /&gt;Our heads unmoved&lt;br /&gt;And though you're talking but I don't hear what you say&lt;br /&gt;You're watching me&lt;br /&gt;But do not show&lt;br /&gt;All I know is, that I just want you to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go check that I'm on fire&lt;br /&gt;And go check that I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;Go check that I'm on fire&lt;br /&gt;And go check that I'm alive&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-4590673476898150875?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/4590673476898150875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=4590673476898150875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/4590673476898150875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/4590673476898150875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/03/ms-john-soda-no-one.html' title='Ms. John Soda - Go Check'/><author><name>Ayça</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08182719683996798374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/SZFhRthUTVI/AAAAAAAAAmo/kRCr32LsER4/S220/4437047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/Rgp7tG0fYCI/AAAAAAAAAQM/FJHQXO9jjag/s72-c/Ms_John_Soda-No_POrD.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-3530063721504097057</id><published>2007-03-27T23:45:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T23:53:56.949+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='favourites'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='french'/><title type='text'>Déportivo - Sur le Moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash"  src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" allowScriptAccess="always" width="300" height="23"  bgcolor="#000000"  id="radioblog_player_0"  FlashVars="id=0&amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Fhfy.free.fr%2Fradio.blog%2Fsounds%2FDeportivo%20-%20Sur%20Le%20Moment.rbs&amp;colors=body:#000000;border:#FBFBFB;button:#E9E9E9;player_text:#FBFBFB;playlist_text:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je ne construirai pas sur la peur&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/RgmSUUPpSQI/AAAAAAAAAQE/_X4QZ-fvEdU/s1600-h/deportivo-parmi_eux.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/RgmSUUPpSQI/AAAAAAAAAQE/_X4QZ-fvEdU/s200/deportivo-parmi_eux.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046725735174719746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On verra bien sur le moment&lt;br /&gt;Comment se comportent les douleurs&lt;br /&gt;Faut qu’on s’en aille en sifflotant&lt;br /&gt;Un air de fête, un vieil air de changement&lt;br /&gt;Les fruits pourris en en-tête&lt;br /&gt;Tous consumés jusqu’aux chaussettes&lt;br /&gt;Allez&lt;br /&gt;Allez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moi je laisse mes ongles dans les portières&lt;br /&gt;Et mes cancers en rentrant&lt;br /&gt;J’oublie même de quoi j’ai l’air&lt;br /&gt;Vous dire ici comme c’est marrant&lt;br /&gt;De perdre en fait la mémoire en sortant&lt;br /&gt;Les fruits pourris en en-tête&lt;br /&gt;Tous consumés jusqu’aux chaussettes&lt;br /&gt;Allez&lt;br /&gt;Allez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elevés à la fronde&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-3530063721504097057?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/3530063721504097057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=3530063721504097057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/3530063721504097057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/3530063721504097057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/03/dportivo-sur-le-moment.html' title='Déportivo - Sur le Moment'/><author><name>Ayça</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08182719683996798374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/SZFhRthUTVI/AAAAAAAAAmo/kRCr32LsER4/S220/4437047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/RgmSUUPpSQI/AAAAAAAAAQE/_X4QZ-fvEdU/s72-c/deportivo-parmi_eux.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-764955474451666638</id><published>2007-03-27T19:14:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T19:31:11.785+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='60s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='favourites'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baroque pop'/><title type='text'>The Left Banke - Pretty Ballerina</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://twicetwicetwice.googlepages.com/03-PrettyBallerina.mp3"&gt;The Left Banke - Pretty Ballerina.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a date with a pretty ballerina&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/RglRvEPpSPI/AAAAAAAAAP8/u2cpUepRdkA/s1600-h/theleftbanke-theresgonnabeastorm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/RglRvEPpSPI/AAAAAAAAAP8/u2cpUepRdkA/s200/theleftbanke-theresgonnabeastorm.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046654726480414962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her hair so brilliant that it hurt my eyes&lt;br /&gt;I asked her for this dance&lt;br /&gt;and then she obliged me&lt;br /&gt;Was I surprised, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Was I surprised,&lt;br /&gt;no not at all&lt;br /&gt;I called her yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;it should have been tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;I could not keep&lt;br /&gt;the joy that was inside&lt;br /&gt;I begged for her to tell me&lt;br /&gt;if she really loved me&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere a mountain is moving&lt;br /&gt;Afraid it's moving without me&lt;br /&gt;I had a date with a pretty ballerina&lt;br /&gt;Her hair so brilliant that it hurt my eyes&lt;br /&gt;I asked her for this dance&lt;br /&gt;and then she obliged me&lt;br /&gt;Was I surprised, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Was I surprised, no not at all&lt;br /&gt;And when I wake on a dreary Sunday morning&lt;br /&gt;I open up my eyes to find there's rain&lt;br /&gt;And something strange within said,&lt;br /&gt;go ahead and find her&lt;br /&gt;Just close your eyes, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Just close your eyes and she'll be there&lt;br /&gt;She'll be there&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-764955474451666638?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/764955474451666638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=764955474451666638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/764955474451666638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/764955474451666638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/03/left-banke-pretty-ballerina.html' title='The Left Banke - Pretty Ballerina'/><author><name>Ayça</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08182719683996798374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/SZFhRthUTVI/AAAAAAAAAmo/kRCr32LsER4/S220/4437047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/RglRvEPpSPI/AAAAAAAAAP8/u2cpUepRdkA/s72-c/theleftbanke-theresgonnabeastorm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-8711617490546760376</id><published>2007-03-26T18:46:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T18:52:53.631+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='60s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='psychedelic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baroque pop'/><title type='text'>The Left Banke - She May Call You Up Tonight</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash"  src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" allowScriptAccess="always" width="300" height="23"  bgcolor="#000000"  id="radioblog_player_0"  FlashVars="id=0&amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.eyebrowy.com%2Fhtml%2Fradio.blog%2Fsounds%2Fthe%20left%20banke%20-%20she%20may%20call%20you%20up%20tonight.rbs&amp;colors=body:#000000;border:#FBFBFB;button:#FBFBFB;player_text:#FBFBFB;playlist_text:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been telling lines&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/Rgf6LUPpSOI/AAAAAAAAAP0/a8qPw-pvLGg/s1600-h/theleftbanke-theresgonnabeastorm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/Rgf6LUPpSOI/AAAAAAAAAP0/a8qPw-pvLGg/s200/theleftbanke-theresgonnabeastorm.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046276979811764450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never knew&lt;br /&gt;all to keep that girl&lt;br /&gt;away from you&lt;br /&gt;but she may call you up tonight&lt;br /&gt;then what could I say&lt;br /&gt;that would sound right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts that raised my mind&lt;br /&gt;just pushed aside&lt;br /&gt;all the chances there&lt;br /&gt;that we once had&lt;br /&gt;but she may call you up tonight&lt;br /&gt;then what could I say&lt;br /&gt;that would sound right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I'm crying&lt;br /&gt;yes I know my mind is flying&lt;br /&gt;to a place where there's no trying&lt;br /&gt;but she may call you up tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been telling lines&lt;br /&gt;I never knew&lt;br /&gt;all to keep that girl&lt;br /&gt;away from you&lt;br /&gt;but she may call you up tonight&lt;br /&gt;then what could I say&lt;br /&gt;that would sound right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but she may call you up tonight&lt;br /&gt;then what could I say&lt;br /&gt;that would sound right&lt;br /&gt;then what could I say&lt;br /&gt;that would sound right&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-8711617490546760376?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/8711617490546760376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=8711617490546760376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/8711617490546760376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/8711617490546760376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/03/left-banke-she-may-call-you-up-tonight.html' title='The Left Banke - She May Call You Up Tonight'/><author><name>Ayça</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08182719683996798374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/SZFhRthUTVI/AAAAAAAAAmo/kRCr32LsER4/S220/4437047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/Rgf6LUPpSOI/AAAAAAAAAP0/a8qPw-pvLGg/s72-c/theleftbanke-theresgonnabeastorm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-2279398509045028723</id><published>2007-03-22T22:55:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T00:36:25.127+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quadrophenia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='harpsichord'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='britpop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='british'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='90s'/><title type='text'>Blur - Clover Over Dover</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://obscuresound.com/mp3/blur-clo.mp3"&gt;Blur - Clover Over Dover.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on the white cliffs of Dover&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/RgLuXYQl6kI/AAAAAAAAAPs/AXcdxLC55_0/s1600-h/BlurParklife.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/RgLuXYQl6kI/AAAAAAAAAPs/AXcdxLC55_0/s200/BlurParklife.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044856618024823362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking it's over and over&lt;br /&gt;But if I jump it's all over&lt;br /&gt;A cautionary tale for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to roll in the clover&lt;br /&gt;With you over and over&lt;br /&gt;On the white cliffs of Dover&lt;br /&gt;And then I let you push me over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If that is the fact&lt;br /&gt;Then in actual fact&lt;br /&gt;I'm not where its at&lt;br /&gt;And it's over&lt;br /&gt;Oh, if that is the fact&lt;br /&gt;Then in actual fact&lt;br /&gt;I'm not where it's at&lt;br /&gt;And it's over&lt;br /&gt;Yes it is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now the bluebirds are over (I'm floating away)&lt;br /&gt;Over the white cliffs of dover (spent twenty years upon the sea)&lt;br /&gt;And when you push me over (and when I come back)&lt;br /&gt;Don't bury me, I'm not worth anything (I found that you took care to me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If that is the fact&lt;br /&gt;Then in actual fact&lt;br /&gt;I'm not where it's at&lt;br /&gt;And it's over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Special thanks to &lt;a href="http://copkusagi.blogspot.com"&gt;Tolga?&lt;/a&gt; ! Yes, this is the best Blur song ever. Don't worry; I'm aware of that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-2279398509045028723?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/2279398509045028723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=2279398509045028723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/2279398509045028723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/2279398509045028723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/03/blur-clover-over-dover.html' title='Blur - Clover Over Dover'/><author><name>Ayça</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08182719683996798374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/SZFhRthUTVI/AAAAAAAAAmo/kRCr32LsER4/S220/4437047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/RgLuXYQl6kI/AAAAAAAAAPs/AXcdxLC55_0/s72-c/BlurParklife.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-8454686108124212854</id><published>2007-03-20T14:03:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T14:08:39.345+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='60s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='favourites'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='classic rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='british'/><title type='text'>The Beatles - Here, There and Everywhere</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash"  src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" allowScriptAccess="always" width="300" height="23"  bgcolor="#000000"  id="radioblog_player_0"  FlashVars="id=0&amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Ffancymoon.free.fr%2FRadioBlog%2Fradio.blog%2Fsounds%2FBeatles%20-%20Here%2C%20There%20And%20Everywhere.rbs&amp;colors=body:#000000;border:#FBFBFB;button:#E9E9E9;player_text:#FBFBFB;playlist_text:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To lead a better life I need my love to be here..&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/Rf_OfYQl6jI/AAAAAAAAAPk/ywNGh4dc_Ww/s1600-h/beatlesrevolver.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/Rf_OfYQl6jI/AAAAAAAAAPk/ywNGh4dc_Ww/s200/beatlesrevolver.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043977146161556018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here, making each day of the year&lt;br /&gt;Changing my life with a wave of her hand&lt;br /&gt;Nobody can deny that there's something there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There, running my hands through her hair&lt;br /&gt;Both of us thinking how good it can be&lt;br /&gt;Someone is speaking but she doesn't know he's there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want her everywhere and if she's beside me&lt;br /&gt;I know I need never care&lt;br /&gt;But to love her is to need her everywhere&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that love is to share&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each one believing that love never dies&lt;br /&gt;Watching her eyes and hoping I'm always there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want her everywhere and if she's beside me&lt;br /&gt;I know I need never care&lt;br /&gt;But to love her is to need her everywhere&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that love is to share&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each one believing that love never dies&lt;br /&gt;Watching her eyes and hoping I'm always there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be there and everywhere&lt;br /&gt;Here, there and everywhere&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-8454686108124212854?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/8454686108124212854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=8454686108124212854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/8454686108124212854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/8454686108124212854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/03/beatles-here-there-and-everywhere.html' title='The Beatles - Here, There and Everywhere'/><author><name>Ayça</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08182719683996798374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/SZFhRthUTVI/AAAAAAAAAmo/kRCr32LsER4/S220/4437047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/Rf_OfYQl6jI/AAAAAAAAAPk/ywNGh4dc_Ww/s72-c/beatlesrevolver.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-2020961945893692795</id><published>2007-03-19T13:53:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T13:59:23.805+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='60s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='favourites'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='classic rock'/><title type='text'>The Beach Boys - God Only Knows</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash"  src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" allowScriptAccess="always" width="300" height="23"  bgcolor="#000000"  id="radioblog_player_0"  FlashVars="id=0&amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.darguel.net%2Fradio.blog%2Fsounds%2FBeach%20Boys%20-%20God%20Only%20Knows.rbs&amp;colors=body:#000000;border:#FBFBFB;button:#E9E9E9;player_text:#FBFBFB;playlist_text:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may not always love you&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/Rf568xumNCI/AAAAAAAAAPc/EQpJMcFmRRM/s1600-h/beachboys_petsounds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/Rf568xumNCI/AAAAAAAAAPc/EQpJMcFmRRM/s200/beachboys_petsounds.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043603817261052962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But long as there are stars above you&lt;br /&gt;You never need to doubt it&lt;br /&gt;I'll make you so sure about it&lt;br /&gt;God only knows what I'd be without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you should ever leave me&lt;br /&gt;Though life would still go on, believe me&lt;br /&gt;The world could show nothing to me&lt;br /&gt;So what good would livin' do me&lt;br /&gt;God only knows what I'd be without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God only knows what I'd be without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you should ever leave me&lt;br /&gt;Though life would still go on, believe me&lt;br /&gt;The world could show nothing to me&lt;br /&gt;So what good would livin' do me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God only knows what I'd be without you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-2020961945893692795?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/2020961945893692795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=2020961945893692795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/2020961945893692795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/2020961945893692795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/03/beach-boys-god-only-knows.html' title='The Beach Boys - God Only Knows'/><author><name>Ayça</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08182719683996798374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/SZFhRthUTVI/AAAAAAAAAmo/kRCr32LsER4/S220/4437047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/Rf568xumNCI/AAAAAAAAAPc/EQpJMcFmRRM/s72-c/beachboys_petsounds.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-1592322474694369200</id><published>2007-03-17T19:37:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T20:15:13.625+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='60s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='classic rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='british'/><title type='text'>The Beatles - Across the Universe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.merryswankster.com/mp3/the_Beatles_Across_the_Universe.mp3"&gt;The Beatles - Across the Universe.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hipcast.com/export/P87ee774180d99d44d7f6db9a6687b893ZV54QlRGYWd2.mp3"&gt;Rufus Wainwright - Across the Universe.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://elfenrir.net/junk/Fiona_Apple_-_Across_The_Universe.mp3"&gt;Fiona Apple - Across the Universe.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;words are flowing out like endless rain into a paper cup,&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/Rfwv2xumNBI/AAAAAAAAAPU/rwBhYTkdvYE/s1600-h/beatles-let_it_be.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/Rfwv2xumNBI/AAAAAAAAAPU/rwBhYTkdvYE/s200/beatles-let_it_be.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042958300856333330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they slither while they pass, they slip away across the universe&lt;br /&gt;pools of sorrow, waves of joy are drifting through my open mind,&lt;br /&gt;possessing and caressing me.&lt;br /&gt;jai guru de va om&lt;br /&gt;nothing's gonna change my world,&lt;br /&gt;nothing's gonna change my world.&lt;br /&gt;nothing's gonna change my world&lt;br /&gt;nothing's gonna change my world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;images of broken light which dance before me like a million eyes,&lt;br /&gt;that call me on and on across the universe,&lt;br /&gt;thoughts meander like a restless wind inside a letter box they&lt;br /&gt;tumble blindly as they make their way&lt;br /&gt;across the universe&lt;br /&gt;jai guru de va om&lt;br /&gt;nothing's gonna change my world,&lt;br /&gt;nothing's gonna change my world.&lt;br /&gt;nothing's gonna change my world.&lt;br /&gt;nothing's gonna change my world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sounds of laughter shades of earth are ringing&lt;br /&gt;through my open ears inciting and inviting me&lt;br /&gt;limitless undying love which shines around me like a&lt;br /&gt;million suns, it calls me on and on&lt;br /&gt;across the universe&lt;br /&gt;jai guru de va om&lt;br /&gt;nothing's gonna change my world,&lt;br /&gt;nothing's gonna change my world.&lt;br /&gt;nothing's gonna change my world.&lt;br /&gt;nothing's gonna change my world.&lt;br /&gt;jai guru de va, jai guru de va&lt;br /&gt;jai guru de va, jai guru de va&lt;br /&gt;jai guru de va.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-1592322474694369200?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/1592322474694369200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=1592322474694369200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/1592322474694369200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/1592322474694369200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/03/beatles-across-universe.html' title='The Beatles - Across the Universe'/><author><name>Ayça</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08182719683996798374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/SZFhRthUTVI/AAAAAAAAAmo/kRCr32LsER4/S220/4437047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/Rfwv2xumNBI/AAAAAAAAAPU/rwBhYTkdvYE/s72-c/beatles-let_it_be.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-3696345908459924872</id><published>2007-03-14T14:35:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T14:43:32.587+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='female vocalists'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jazz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='british'/><title type='text'>Amy Winehouse - You Know I'm No Good</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash"  src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" allowScriptAccess="always" width="300" height="23"  bgcolor="#000000"  id="radioblog_player_0"  FlashVars="id=0&amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Falternativeradio.keo.in%2Fradio3%2Fsounds%2F04%2520-%2520amy%2520winehouse%2520-%2520you%2520know%2520i%5C%27m%2520no%2520good.rbs&amp;colors=body:#000000;border:#FBFBFB;button:#D7D7D7;player_text:#999999;playlist_text:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet you downstairs in the bar and heard,&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/RfftfZYA5cI/AAAAAAAAAOc/DMcSFB4LX8A/s1600-h/amywinehouse_backtoblack.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/RfftfZYA5cI/AAAAAAAAAOc/DMcSFB4LX8A/s200/amywinehouse_backtoblack.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041759431507895746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your rolled up sleeves in your skull t-shirt,&lt;br /&gt;You say "What did you do with him today?"&lt;br /&gt;And sniffed me out like I was Tanqueray,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you're my fella, my guy&lt;br /&gt;Hand me your Stella and fly,&lt;br /&gt;By the time I'm out the door,&lt;br /&gt;You tear men down like Roger Moore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cheated myself,&lt;br /&gt;Like I knew I would&lt;br /&gt;I told you, I was trouble&lt;br /&gt;You know that I'm no good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upstairs in bed with my ex-boy,&lt;br /&gt;he's in a place but I can't get joy&lt;br /&gt;Thinking on you in the final throes,&lt;br /&gt;This is when my buzzer goes&lt;br /&gt;Run out to meet you, chips and pitta,&lt;br /&gt;You say "when we married,"&lt;br /&gt;Cause you're not bitter,&lt;br /&gt;"there'll be none of him no more"&lt;br /&gt;I cried for you on the kitchen floor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cheated myself,&lt;br /&gt;Like I knew I would&lt;br /&gt;I told you, I was trouble&lt;br /&gt;You know that I'm no good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet reunion Jamaica and Spain,&lt;br /&gt;We're like how we were again,&lt;br /&gt;I'm in the tub, you on the seat,&lt;br /&gt;Lick your lips as a I soak my feet&lt;br /&gt;Then you notice likkle carpet burns,&lt;br /&gt;My stomach drops and my guts churn,&lt;br /&gt;You shrug and it's the worst,&lt;br /&gt;Who truly stuck the knife in first&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cheated myself,&lt;br /&gt;Like I knew I would&lt;br /&gt;I told you, I was trouble&lt;br /&gt;You know that I'm no good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cheated myself,&lt;br /&gt;Like I knew I would&lt;br /&gt;I told you, I was trouble&lt;br /&gt;You know that I'm no good&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-3696345908459924872?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/3696345908459924872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=3696345908459924872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/3696345908459924872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/3696345908459924872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/03/amy-winehouse-you-know-im-no-good.html' title='Amy Winehouse - You Know I&apos;m No Good'/><author><name>Ayça</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08182719683996798374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/SZFhRthUTVI/AAAAAAAAAmo/kRCr32LsER4/S220/4437047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/RfftfZYA5cI/AAAAAAAAAOc/DMcSFB4LX8A/s72-c/amywinehouse_backtoblack.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-780809221543286373</id><published>2007-03-13T03:06:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T03:10:18.563+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alternative rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='favourites'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='polish'/><title type='text'>Myslovitz - Sound of Solitude</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash"  src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" allowScriptAccess="always" width="300" height="23"  bgcolor="#000000"  id="radioblog_player_0"  FlashVars="id=0&amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Fsolitude.uw.hu%2Fradio.blog%2Fsounds%2FMyslovitz%20-%20Sound%20Of%20Solitude.rbs&amp;colors=body:#000000;border:#FBFBFB;button:#E9E9E9;player_text:#FBFBFB;playlist_text:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And even left alone one day&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/RfX5r5YA5bI/AAAAAAAAAOU/3jpQzBz-SE4/s1600-h/myslovitzkorovamilkybar.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/RfX5r5YA5bI/AAAAAAAAAOU/3jpQzBz-SE4/s200/myslovitzkorovamilkybar.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041209890442372530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ain't gonna change, it's not my world&lt;br /&gt;Before me there's a road I know&lt;br /&gt;The one I chose myself to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, perfect forever, always clever&lt;br /&gt;Should I be and I should feel&lt;br /&gt;Super cool but then I am a fool&lt;br /&gt;But then it's not me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And even left alone one day&lt;br /&gt;Ain't gonna change, it's not my world&lt;br /&gt;Before me there's a road I know&lt;br /&gt;The one I chose myself to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, I like the evenings&lt;br /&gt;Like to get hidden for quite some time&lt;br /&gt;And yet, I like against my nature with ostentation&lt;br /&gt;To stay alone, climb to a tree top&lt;br /&gt;And keep looking skyward&lt;br /&gt;No sensation, but I know that right here&lt;br /&gt;For another time&lt;br /&gt;Can't be who I wanna be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And even left alone one day&lt;br /&gt;Ain't gonna change, it's not my world&lt;br /&gt;Before me there's a road I know&lt;br /&gt;The one I chose myself to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nights, some nights I awake to&lt;br /&gt;Go out though I hate it&lt;br /&gt;Look at this chemical world&lt;br /&gt;Smelling like grayness, like paper love sadness&lt;br /&gt;With you and me and someone else&lt;br /&gt;Don't know who, wants to be&lt;br /&gt;For several years&lt;br /&gt;With obsession and with ostentation&lt;br /&gt;Left alone a while I've seen that guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And even left alone one day&lt;br /&gt;Ain't gonna change, it's not my world&lt;br /&gt;Before me there's a road I know&lt;br /&gt;The one I chose myself to go&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-780809221543286373?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/780809221543286373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=780809221543286373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/780809221543286373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/780809221543286373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/03/myslovitz-sound-of-solitude.html' title='Myslovitz - Sound of Solitude'/><author><name>Ayça</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08182719683996798374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/SZFhRthUTVI/AAAAAAAAAmo/kRCr32LsER4/S220/4437047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/RfX5r5YA5bI/AAAAAAAAAOU/3jpQzBz-SE4/s72-c/myslovitzkorovamilkybar.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-3916680894792594486</id><published>2007-03-12T13:40:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T14:01:35.431+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='french'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='singer-songwriter'/><title type='text'>Arthur H &amp; Feist - Le Chanson de Satie</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" allowscriptaccess="always" bgcolor="#000000" id="radioblog_player_0" flashvars="id=0&amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Fburjade.eloise.free.fr%2Fradio.blog%2Fsounds%2FLa%20Chanson%20De%20Satie.rbs&amp;amp;colors=body:#000000;border:#FBFBFB;button:#E9E9E9;player_text:#FBFBFB;playlist_text:#999999;" height="23" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rapproche toi de moi&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/RfVAhJYA5aI/AAAAAAAAAOM/VoQDW9fysiA/s1600-h/adieu_tristesse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/RfVAhJYA5aI/AAAAAAAAAOM/VoQDW9fysiA/s200/adieu_tristesse.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041006296107640226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monte le son plus fort&lt;br /&gt;Je veux sentir une dernière fois&lt;br /&gt;Ton corps contre moi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je pars en voyage&lt;br /&gt;Tu pars très longtemps&lt;br /&gt;Je vais t'oublier un peu c'est sur&lt;br /&gt;C'est certain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je voulais te dire que je t'aime encore&lt;br /&gt;Tu voulais me dire que tu m'aimes encore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je t'en prie chante-moi&lt;br /&gt;Ce vieil air français&lt;br /&gt;C'est une mélodie&lt;br /&gt;D'Erik Satie, je crois&lt;br /&gt;Que c'est ça&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je voulais te dire encore&lt;br /&gt;Je voulais te dire que je t'aime encore&lt;br /&gt;Tu voulais me dire que tu m'aimes encore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu pars en voyage&lt;br /&gt;Je pars très longtemps&lt;br /&gt;Tu vas m'oublier&lt;br /&gt;C'est sûr c'est certain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rapproche toi de moi&lt;br /&gt;Monte le son plus fort&lt;br /&gt;Tu voulais me dire&lt;br /&gt;Que je t'aime encore&lt;br /&gt;Que tu m'aimes encore, que tu m'aimes encore&lt;br /&gt;(que je t'aime encore, que je t'aime encore)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-3916680894792594486?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/3916680894792594486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=3916680894792594486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/3916680894792594486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/3916680894792594486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/03/arthur-h-le-chanson-de-satie.html' title='Arthur H &amp; Feist - Le Chanson de Satie'/><author><name>Ayça</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08182719683996798374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/SZFhRthUTVI/AAAAAAAAAmo/kRCr32LsER4/S220/4437047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/RfVAhJYA5aI/AAAAAAAAAOM/VoQDW9fysiA/s72-c/adieu_tristesse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-6343438656947924143</id><published>2007-03-10T11:20:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T18:25:21.991+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='folk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='acoustic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='singer-songwriter'/><title type='text'>Fionn Regan - Put a Penny in The Slot</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" allowscriptaccess="always" bgcolor="#000000" id="radioblog_player_0" flashvars="id=0&amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.popchild.com%2Fmultimedia_new%2Fradio.blog%2Fsounds%2FFionn%20Regan%20-%20Put%20A%20Penny%20In%20The%20Slot.rbs&amp;amp;colors=body:#000000;border:#FCFCFC;button:#FCFCFC;player_text:#FCFCFC;playlist_text:#999999;" height="23" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I apologise,&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ec1.images-amazon.com/images/P/B000GBEQ80.01._SS500_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://ec1.images-amazon.com/images/P/B000GBEQ80.01._SS500_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seem to have arrived,&lt;br /&gt;On what items in my bag from your house.&lt;br /&gt;There's cutlery,&lt;br /&gt;a tablecloth, some Hennessy,&lt;br /&gt;And a book on Presidents deceased.&lt;br /&gt;I'll have them fed-exed to you,&lt;br /&gt;It was a strange thing to do,&lt;br /&gt;I hope we can still be friends.&lt;br /&gt;Ah, it was not me,&lt;br /&gt;but someone else, you see,&lt;br /&gt;Twisting the steering reins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put a penny in the slot and make an&lt;br /&gt;artificial li-ii-iight shine,&lt;br /&gt;Leave go-ooo. Mark old and line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't give advise,&lt;br /&gt;But be wise and think twice,&lt;br /&gt;Before getting involved in a game.&lt;br /&gt;Where the minority&lt;br /&gt;Face the majority,&lt;br /&gt;Who are faceless and born without names.&lt;br /&gt;Was it knock synch when&lt;br /&gt;we came across three men,&lt;br /&gt;They had church candles wrapped in newspaper.&lt;br /&gt;I bought two from them,&lt;br /&gt;And I'll lit one for you,&lt;br /&gt;I hope the message made it's way down the wire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put a penny in the slot and make an&lt;br /&gt;artificial li-ii-iight shine,&lt;br /&gt;Leave go-ooo. Mark old and line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The soul of a dog,&lt;br /&gt;he's alive and not gone&lt;br /&gt;To the farm like the others said.&lt;br /&gt;A Rhodesian ridgeback,&lt;br /&gt;Off the beaten track,&lt;br /&gt;In a furniture shop down on the quays.&lt;br /&gt;For the loneliness you foster,&lt;br /&gt;I suggest Paul Auster,&lt;br /&gt;A book called Timbuktu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put a penny in the slot and watch the&lt;br /&gt;Drunken sailor boy dance.&lt;br /&gt;She will not let you be&lt;br /&gt;Her lov-ver.&lt;br /&gt;She goes out looking for&lt;br /&gt;The taxi.&lt;br /&gt;Her phone is ringing straight to&lt;br /&gt;Message-minder.&lt;br /&gt;Send out a battalion to&lt;br /&gt;Find her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put a penny in the slot and count the&lt;br /&gt;Swans through a te-elescope.&lt;br /&gt;I can't help from cryin'&lt;br /&gt;I wish you were mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was seventeen,&lt;br /&gt;I followed my dream,&lt;br /&gt;Up into a high-rise block.&lt;br /&gt;The adventures of Augie March,&lt;br /&gt;By Saul Bel-low,&lt;br /&gt;Was all I had for company.&lt;br /&gt;At night time I'd lie&lt;br /&gt;In Beckingham park,&lt;br /&gt;With tears like flashbulbs.&lt;br /&gt;And recall my treasure-&lt;br /&gt;Searching days,&lt;br /&gt;In the rock pools as a kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the remains of&lt;br /&gt;The cherub plains,&lt;br /&gt;Or around the bonfire in Nailors’ cove.&lt;br /&gt;Good company and grief&lt;br /&gt;Sit like a dock leaf,&lt;br /&gt;Sits beside a stinging nett-le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put a penny in the slot and make an&lt;br /&gt;artificial li-ii-iight shi-iine,&lt;br /&gt;Leave go-ooo. My golden arm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-6343438656947924143?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/6343438656947924143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=6343438656947924143' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/6343438656947924143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/6343438656947924143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/03/fionn-regan-put-penny-in-slot.html' title='Fionn Regan - Put a Penny in The Slot'/><author><name>Jairbubbles</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-2184287788809868911</id><published>2007-03-09T10:21:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T10:25:47.625+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='female vocalists'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='downtempo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indie'/><title type='text'>Sia - Numb</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash"  src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" allowScriptAccess="always" width="300" height="23"  bgcolor="#000000"  id="radioblog_player_0"  FlashVars="id=0&amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Flolitainbloom.free.fr%2Fradio.blog_motivationmaximum%2Fsounds%2FSia%20-%20numb.rbs&amp;colors=body:#000000;border:#FBFBFB;button:#D7D7D7;player_text:#FBFBFB;playlist_text:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw you cry today&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/RfEZtpYA5YI/AAAAAAAAAN8/Ds7AxV1X9PQ/s1600-h/siacolour.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/RfEZtpYA5YI/AAAAAAAAAN8/Ds7AxV1X9PQ/s200/siacolour.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039837729995679106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pain may fill you&lt;br /&gt;I saw you shy away&lt;br /&gt;The pain will not kill you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You made me smile today&lt;br /&gt;You spoke with many voices&lt;br /&gt;We travelled miles today&lt;br /&gt;Shared expressions voiceless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has to end&lt;br /&gt;Living in your head&lt;br /&gt;Without anything to numb you&lt;br /&gt;Living on the edge&lt;br /&gt;Without anything to numb you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has to end to begin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Began an end today&lt;br /&gt;Gave and got given&lt;br /&gt;You made a friend today&lt;br /&gt;Kindred soul cracked spirit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has to end to begin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living in your head&lt;br /&gt;Without anything to numb you&lt;br /&gt;Living on the edge&lt;br /&gt;Without anything to numb you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It had to end to begin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living in your head&lt;br /&gt;Without anything to numb you&lt;br /&gt;Living on the edge&lt;br /&gt;Without anything to numb you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living in your head&lt;br /&gt;Without anything to numb you&lt;br /&gt;Living on the edge&lt;br /&gt;Without anything to numb you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has begun&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-2184287788809868911?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/2184287788809868911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=2184287788809868911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/2184287788809868911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/2184287788809868911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/03/sia-numb.html' title='Sia - Numb'/><author><name>Ayça</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08182719683996798374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/SZFhRthUTVI/AAAAAAAAAmo/kRCr32LsER4/S220/4437047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/RfEZtpYA5YI/AAAAAAAAAN8/Ds7AxV1X9PQ/s72-c/siacolour.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-3215704936160906453</id><published>2007-03-08T23:31:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T23:38:31.421+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='swedish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indie pop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='singer-songwriter'/><title type='text'>Jens Lekman - You Are The Light</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" allowscriptaccess="always" bgcolor="#000000" id="radioblog_player_0" flashvars="id=0&amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.freewebtown.com%2Fwolfcatala%2Fradioblog%2Fyouarethelight.swf&amp;amp;colors=body:#000000;border:#FBFBFB;button:#E9E9E9;player_text:#FBFBFB;playlist_text:#999999;" height="23" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I got busted&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/RfCCKhqqR9I/AAAAAAAAAN0/1TLvD9WnIzQ/s1600-h/jenslekmanwheni.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/RfCCKhqqR9I/AAAAAAAAAN0/1TLvD9WnIzQ/s200/jenslekmanwheni.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039671100375189458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I used my one phone call&lt;br /&gt;To dedicate&lt;br /&gt;A song to you on the radio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I got busted&lt;br /&gt;In custody&lt;br /&gt;I imagined our melody&lt;br /&gt;Being played on a grand piano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw your face in front of me&lt;br /&gt;It was perfect clarity&lt;br /&gt;I saw a light in the end of the tunnel&lt;br /&gt;And it was you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause you are the light by which I travel into this and that&lt;br /&gt;You are the light&lt;br /&gt;You are the light by which I travel into this and that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I got busted&lt;br /&gt;I painted a dirty word on your old mans Mercedes-Benz&lt;br /&gt;Cause he told me to do it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I got busted&lt;br /&gt;But soon they released me cause the cops were sad&lt;br /&gt;And they didn't know how to prove it&lt;br /&gt;Ooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw your face in front of me&lt;br /&gt;It was perfect clarity&lt;br /&gt;I saw a light in the end of the tunnel&lt;br /&gt;And it was you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause you are the light by which I travel into this and that&lt;br /&gt;You are the light&lt;br /&gt;You are the light by which I travel into this and that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sounds so obvious, so obvious&lt;br /&gt;Why would anyone need a map or a compass?&lt;br /&gt;It's so beautiful&lt;br /&gt;To be guided by you&lt;br /&gt;Cause you are the light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the light by which I travel into this and that&lt;br /&gt;You are the light&lt;br /&gt;You are the light by which I travel into this and that&lt;br /&gt;You are the light light light light&lt;br /&gt;You are the light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-3215704936160906453?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/3215704936160906453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=3215704936160906453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/3215704936160906453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/3215704936160906453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/03/jens-lekman-you-are-light.html' title='Jens Lekman - You Are The Light'/><author><name>Ayça</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08182719683996798374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/SZFhRthUTVI/AAAAAAAAAmo/kRCr32LsER4/S220/4437047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/RfCCKhqqR9I/AAAAAAAAAN0/1TLvD9WnIzQ/s72-c/jenslekmanwheni.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-2734493311596222235</id><published>2007-03-03T15:58:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T16:13:09.067+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indie rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='british'/><title type='text'>Arctic Monkeys - Brianstorm</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.wolf-notes.com/assets/2007/03/arctic_monkeys-brainstorm.mp3"&gt;Brianstorm.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brian, top marks for not trying,&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/RemAK3mvV-I/AAAAAAAAANQ/vTqqWzTexk0/s1600-h/e_arcticmonkeys_wideweb__470x352,2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/RemAK3mvV-I/AAAAAAAAANQ/vTqqWzTexk0/s200/e_arcticmonkeys_wideweb__470x352,2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037698582404093922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like you, to bless us with your efortlessness,&lt;br /&gt;We're grateful and so strangely comforted,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I wonder,&lt;br /&gt;Are you playing us under,&lt;br /&gt;Because we can't take our eyes,&lt;br /&gt;Of your t-shirt and ties combination&lt;br /&gt;But see you later elevator&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone to kiss, someone to kick you,&lt;br /&gt;There's not a net you couldn't slip through,&lt;br /&gt;Well altleast that's the impression I get,&lt;br /&gt;Because your smooth and your wet,&lt;br /&gt;Your not away yet, but she's yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're saying use me,&lt;br /&gt;Show me the jacuzzi,&lt;br /&gt;I imagine that it's there on a plate,&lt;br /&gt;You're a wrong liberate,&lt;br /&gt;Easy you'll never be frightened to make them wait a while,&lt;br /&gt;I doubt it's your style&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to get,&lt;br /&gt;What you set out to acquire,&lt;br /&gt;The eyes are on fire,&lt;br /&gt;You aren't even forcasted storm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come collected and commanding,&lt;br /&gt;You leave the other story standing,&lt;br /&gt;With your initions and jokes,&lt;br /&gt;But there's hundreds of blokes,&lt;br /&gt;Who are wet, 'cause you've stolen their,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thunder,&lt;br /&gt;Are you putting us under,&lt;br /&gt;Because we can't take our eyes of your t-shirt and ties combination,&lt;br /&gt;Well see you later elevator&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. i couldn't find the original album cover, that's why i put this photo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-2734493311596222235?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/2734493311596222235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=2734493311596222235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/2734493311596222235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/2734493311596222235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/03/arctic-monkeys-brianstorm.html' title='Arctic Monkeys - Brianstorm'/><author><name>Ayça</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08182719683996798374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/SZFhRthUTVI/AAAAAAAAAmo/kRCr32LsER4/S220/4437047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/RemAK3mvV-I/AAAAAAAAANQ/vTqqWzTexk0/s72-c/e_arcticmonkeys_wideweb__470x352,2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-1892450009811161215</id><published>2007-03-03T15:50:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T15:55:31.475+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='female vocalists'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='singer-songwriter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='canadian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indie'/><title type='text'>Feist - Mushaboom</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash"  src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" allowScriptAccess="always" width="300" height="23"  bgcolor="#000000"  id="radioblog_player_0"  FlashVars="id=0&amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.perlaisie.com%2Fradio.blog%2Fsounds%2FFeist%20-%20Mushaboom.rbs&amp;colors=body:#000000;border:#FBFBFB;button:#E9E9E9;player_text:#FBFBFB;playlist_text:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helping the kids out of their coats&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/Rel9hnmvV9I/AAAAAAAAANE/5UtXlJJuYlg/s1600-h/200px-Feist_Let_It_Die.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/Rel9hnmvV9I/AAAAAAAAANE/5UtXlJJuYlg/s200/200px-Feist_Let_It_Die.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037695674711234514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait the babies haven't been born oh&lt;br /&gt;Unpacking the bags and setting up&lt;br /&gt;And planting lilacs and buttercups oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in the meantime we've got it hard&lt;br /&gt;Second floor living without a yard&lt;br /&gt;It may be years until the day&lt;br /&gt;My dreams will match up with my pay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old dirt road,&lt;br /&gt;(mushaboom, mushaboom)&lt;br /&gt;knee deep snow&lt;br /&gt;(mushaboom, mushaboom)&lt;br /&gt;Watching the fire as we grow&lt;br /&gt;(mushaboom, mushaboom)&lt;br /&gt;o-o-o-o-old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a man to stick it out&lt;br /&gt;And make a home from a rented house&lt;br /&gt;And we'll collect the moments one by one&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's how the future's done oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many acres, how much light&lt;br /&gt;Tucked in the woods and out of sight&lt;br /&gt;Talk to the neighbours and tip my cap&lt;br /&gt;On a little road barely on the map&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old dirt road,&lt;br /&gt;mushaboom, mushaboom)&lt;br /&gt;knee deep snow&lt;br /&gt;mushaboom, mushaboom)&lt;br /&gt;Watching the fire as we grow,&lt;br /&gt;mushaboom, mushaboom)&lt;br /&gt;o-o-o-o-old&lt;br /&gt;(mushaboom, mushaboom)&lt;br /&gt;Old dirt road rambling rose&lt;br /&gt;(mushaboom, mushaboom)&lt;br /&gt;Watching the fire as we grow&lt;br /&gt;(mushaboom, mushaboom)&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm sold&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-1892450009811161215?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/1892450009811161215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=1892450009811161215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/1892450009811161215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/1892450009811161215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/03/feist-mushaboom.html' title='Feist - Mushaboom'/><author><name>Ayça</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08182719683996798374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/SZFhRthUTVI/AAAAAAAAAmo/kRCr32LsER4/S220/4437047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/Rel9hnmvV9I/AAAAAAAAANE/5UtXlJJuYlg/s72-c/200px-Feist_Let_It_Die.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-6143269158277216441</id><published>2007-03-03T15:42:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T15:46:55.844+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='female vocalists'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='french'/><title type='text'>Camille - Ta Douleur</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash"  src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" allowScriptAccess="always" width="300" height="23"  bgcolor="#000000"  id="radioblog_player_0"  FlashVars="id=0&amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Fcherry26.free.fr%2FRadioBlog%2Fsounds%2FCamille%20-%20Ta%20Douleur.mp3.rbs&amp;colors=body:#000000;border:#FBFBFB;button:#E9E9E9;player_text:#FBFBFB;playlist_text:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lève toi c'est décidé&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/Rel70XmvV8I/AAAAAAAAAM4/3KTaDSjTVt4/s1600-h/camille.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/Rel70XmvV8I/AAAAAAAAAM4/3KTaDSjTVt4/s200/camille.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037693797810526146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laisse-moi te remplacer&lt;br /&gt;Je vais prendre ta douleur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doucement sans faire de bruit&lt;br /&gt;Comme on réveille la pluie&lt;br /&gt;Je vais prendre ta douleur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elle lutte elle se débat&lt;br /&gt;Mais ne résistera pas&lt;br /&gt;Je vais bloquer l'ascenseur&lt;br /&gt;Saboter l'interrupteur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mais c'est qui cette incrustée&lt;br /&gt;Cet orage avant l'été&lt;br /&gt;Sale chipie de petite soeur &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je vais tout lui confisquer&lt;br /&gt;Ses fléchettes et son sifflet&lt;br /&gt;Je vais lui donner la fessée&lt;br /&gt;La virer de la récrée&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mais c'est qui cette héritière&lt;br /&gt;Qui se baigne qui se terre&lt;br /&gt;Dans l'eau tiède de tes reins &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je vais la priver de dessert&lt;br /&gt;Lui faire mordre la poussière&lt;br /&gt;De tous ceux qui n'ont plus rien&lt;br /&gt;De tous ceux qui n'ont plus faim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dites moi que fout la science&lt;br /&gt;A quand ce pont entre nos panses &lt;br /&gt;Si tu as mal là où t'as peur&lt;br /&gt;Tu n'as pas mal là où je pense &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qu'est-ce qu´elle veut cette conasse&lt;br /&gt;Le beurre ou l'argent du beurre&lt;br /&gt;Que tu vives ou que tu meurs &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faut qu'elle crève de bonheur&lt;br /&gt;Ou qu'elle change de godasses&lt;br /&gt;Faut qu'elle croule sous les fleurs&lt;br /&gt;Change de couleur&lt;br /&gt;Je vais jouer au docteur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dites moi que fout la science&lt;br /&gt;A quand ce pont entre nos panses &lt;br /&gt;Si tu as mal là où t'as peur&lt;br /&gt;Tu n'as pas mal là où je chante&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-6143269158277216441?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/6143269158277216441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=6143269158277216441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/6143269158277216441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/6143269158277216441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/03/camille-ta-douleur.html' title='Camille - Ta Douleur'/><author><name>Ayça</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08182719683996798374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/SZFhRthUTVI/AAAAAAAAAmo/kRCr32LsER4/S220/4437047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/Rel70XmvV8I/AAAAAAAAAM4/3KTaDSjTVt4/s72-c/camille.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-4408751837158651714</id><published>2007-02-26T10:49:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T10:54:17.474+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indie'/><title type='text'>Shearwater - Seventy-four, Seventy-five</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash"  src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" allowScriptAccess="always" width="300" height="23"  bgcolor="#000000"  id="radioblog_player_0"  FlashVars="id=0&amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.leveder.com%2Fradio.blog%2Fsounds%2FShearwater%20-%20Seventy-four%2CSeventy-Five.rbs&amp;colors=body:#000000;border:#FBFBFB;button:#E9E9E9;player_text:#FBFBFB;playlist_text:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seventy-four, Seventy-five&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/ReKf2NAnhbI/AAAAAAAAALk/M1-vShDcHXQ/s1600-h/shearwater-palosanto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/ReKf2NAnhbI/AAAAAAAAALk/M1-vShDcHXQ/s200/shearwater-palosanto.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035763086907639218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's getting used to it now,&lt;br /&gt;how each one falls away in that hoary light&lt;br /&gt;and they are gone, gone from the age,&lt;br /&gt;gone from the guards and their hands&lt;br /&gt;It's no different today than in years gone by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he won't come out alive,&lt;br /&gt;with his hands so thin and white&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone, gone from the page,&lt;br /&gt;and then he is gone from your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;as that splintering wave takes so many lives&lt;br /&gt;And now your hands are gripping the edge&lt;br /&gt;of such a waste, where every angel looks dead&lt;br /&gt;every face a lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you won't come out tonight,&lt;br /&gt;with your hands so thin and white, alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seventy-four, seventy-five,&lt;br /&gt;Daddy, come back to me now–&lt;br /&gt;I would beat them away&lt;br /&gt;I would lift you out&lt;br /&gt;I would wash all the cinders from your eyes&lt;br /&gt;And with silver and gold&lt;br /&gt;I would adorn you&lt;br /&gt;I'll let it all come out tonight&lt;br /&gt;when they pull me out alive&lt;br /&gt;Alive&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-4408751837158651714?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/4408751837158651714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=4408751837158651714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/4408751837158651714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/4408751837158651714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/02/shearwater-seventy-four-seventy-five.html' title='Shearwater - Seventy-four, Seventy-five'/><author><name>Ayça</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08182719683996798374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/SZFhRthUTVI/AAAAAAAAAmo/kRCr32LsER4/S220/4437047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/ReKf2NAnhbI/AAAAAAAAALk/M1-vShDcHXQ/s72-c/shearwater-palosanto.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-6115141166747769063</id><published>2007-02-26T10:36:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T10:46:00.917+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indie pop'/><title type='text'>The Czars - Little Pink House</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash"  src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" allowScriptAccess="always" width="300" height="23"  bgcolor="#000000"  id="radioblog_player_0"  FlashVars="id=0&amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Fextract.free.fr%2Fradio.blog%2Fsounds%2FCzars_Little_Pink_House.rbs&amp;colors=body:#000000;border:#FBFBFB;button:#E9E9E9;player_text:#FBFBFB;playlist_text:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lilacs and tiger-lilies&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/ReKeKNAnhaI/AAAAAAAAALU/nPLmYtFPUXU/s1600-h/czarsgoodbye.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/ReKeKNAnhaI/AAAAAAAAALU/nPLmYtFPUXU/s200/czarsgoodbye.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035761231481767330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Won't be enough for me when you're gone&lt;br /&gt;Hollyhocks, gladiolas&lt;br /&gt;Could never replace your face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your little pink house&lt;br /&gt;With the blue polka-dots&lt;br /&gt;I learned what I was&lt;br /&gt;And what I was not&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to be&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to be&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to be&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleeding heart, lily-of-the-valley&lt;br /&gt;Snapdragon, rambling rose&lt;br /&gt;You'll never make it in this world&lt;br /&gt;If you're not one of those&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your little pink house&lt;br /&gt;With the blue polka-dots&lt;br /&gt;I learned what I was&lt;br /&gt;And what I was not&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to be&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to be&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to be&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diadem, orange sensation&lt;br /&gt;Diorama, bell canto&lt;br /&gt;Baby-Lune, and princess too&lt;br /&gt;But you were the one I chose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your little pink house&lt;br /&gt;With the blue polka-dots&lt;br /&gt;I learned what I was&lt;br /&gt;And what I was not&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to be&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to be&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to be&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to be&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-6115141166747769063?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/6115141166747769063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=6115141166747769063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/6115141166747769063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/6115141166747769063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/02/czars-little-pink-house.html' title='The Czars - Little Pink House'/><author><name>Ayça</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08182719683996798374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/SZFhRthUTVI/AAAAAAAAAmo/kRCr32LsER4/S220/4437047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/ReKeKNAnhaI/AAAAAAAAALU/nPLmYtFPUXU/s72-c/czarsgoodbye.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-9121739356694192457</id><published>2007-02-22T12:38:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T12:43:27.942+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='electronic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indie'/><title type='text'>Junior Boys - Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash"  src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" allowScriptAccess="always" width="300" height="23"  bgcolor="#000000"  id="radioblog_player_0"  FlashVars="id=0&amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Fwilliam.geandarme.free.fr%2Fradio.blog%2Fsounds%2FJunior%20Boys%20-%20Birthday.rbs&amp;colors=body:#000000;border:#FBFBFB;button:#E9E9E9;player_text:#FBFBFB;playlist_text:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You called and then you missed my birthday&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/Rd1zadAnhYI/AAAAAAAAALA/ubgt_nUTZ1M/s1600-h/juniorboyslastexit.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/Rd1zadAnhYI/AAAAAAAAALA/ubgt_nUTZ1M/s200/juniorboyslastexit.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034306856771093890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've gone and left me on my own&lt;br /&gt;I'm home, don't stay, it's cool anyway&lt;br /&gt;It's not so bad to stay at home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it true that it's me?&lt;br /&gt;You can say all the things you want to&lt;br /&gt;But you don't need to leave if you take all this weight behind me&lt;br /&gt;Let it go&lt;br /&gt;Now it's you&lt;br /&gt;You forget all the things you want to&lt;br /&gt;You're not here in the end&lt;br /&gt;You have nothing left to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it passed me on my birthday&lt;br /&gt;You slept right through the year I've grown&lt;br /&gt;And now I can't remember anyway&lt;br /&gt;I need to wash my hands real slow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it true that it's me?&lt;br /&gt;You can say all the things you want to&lt;br /&gt;But you don't need to leave if you take all this weight behind me&lt;br /&gt;Let it go&lt;br /&gt;Now it's you&lt;br /&gt;You forget all the things you want to&lt;br /&gt;You're not here in the end&lt;br /&gt;So there's nothing left to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You called and then you missed my birthday&lt;br /&gt;I know we'd do it all again&lt;br /&gt;This time I close my eyes and really wish you'd come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it true that it's me?&lt;br /&gt;You can say all the things you want to&lt;br /&gt;But you don't need to leave if you take all this weight behind me&lt;br /&gt;Let it go&lt;br /&gt;Now it's you&lt;br /&gt;You forget all the things you want to&lt;br /&gt;You're not here in the end&lt;br /&gt;So there's nothing left to say&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-9121739356694192457?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/9121739356694192457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=9121739356694192457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/9121739356694192457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/9121739356694192457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/02/junior-boys-birthday.html' title='Junior Boys - Birthday'/><author><name>Ayça</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08182719683996798374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/SZFhRthUTVI/AAAAAAAAAmo/kRCr32LsER4/S220/4437047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/Rd1zadAnhYI/AAAAAAAAALA/ubgt_nUTZ1M/s72-c/juniorboyslastexit.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-1712884456173885246</id><published>2007-02-21T13:29:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T13:33:33.760+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alternative rock'/><title type='text'>The White Stripes - Seven Nation Army</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash"  src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" allowScriptAccess="always" width="300" height="23"  bgcolor="#000000"  id="radioblog_player_0"  FlashVars="id=0&amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Fdd2012.free.fr%2Fother_site%2Fmultiradio%2Fpop-rock-station%2Fsounds%2FThe%20White%20Stripes%20%20-%20Seven%20Nation%20Army.rbs&amp;colors=body:#000000;border:#FBFBFB;button:#E9E9E9;player_text:#FBFBFB;playlist_text:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna fight 'em all&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/Rdwt5NAnhXI/AAAAAAAAAK0/Lsyp-k0Dgy8/s1600-h/white_stripes_elephant.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/Rdwt5NAnhXI/AAAAAAAAAK0/Lsyp-k0Dgy8/s200/white_stripes_elephant.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033948944261416306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A nation army couldn't hold me back&lt;br /&gt;They're gonna rip it off&lt;br /&gt;Taking their time right behind my back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm talking to myself at night&lt;br /&gt;Because I can't forget&lt;br /&gt;Back and forth through my mind&lt;br /&gt;Behind a cigarette&lt;br /&gt;And the message coming from my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Says leave it alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't want to hear about it&lt;br /&gt;Every single one's got a story to tell&lt;br /&gt;Everyone knows about it&lt;br /&gt;From the Queen of England to the hounds of hell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if I catch it coming back my way&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna serve it to you&lt;br /&gt;And that aint what you want to hear&lt;br /&gt;But thats what I'll do&lt;br /&gt;And the feeling coming from my bones&lt;br /&gt;Says find a home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to Wichita&lt;br /&gt;Far from this opera for evermore&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna work the straw&lt;br /&gt;Make the sweat drip out of every pore&lt;br /&gt;And I'm bleeding, and I'm bleeding, and I'm bleeding&lt;br /&gt;Right before the lord&lt;br /&gt;All the words are gonna bleed from me&lt;br /&gt;And I will sing no more&lt;br /&gt;And the stains coming from my blood&lt;br /&gt;Tell me go back home&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-1712884456173885246?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/1712884456173885246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=1712884456173885246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/1712884456173885246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/1712884456173885246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/02/white-stripes-seven-nation-army.html' title='The White Stripes - Seven Nation Army'/><author><name>Ayça</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08182719683996798374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/SZFhRthUTVI/AAAAAAAAAmo/kRCr32LsER4/S220/4437047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/Rdwt5NAnhXI/AAAAAAAAAK0/Lsyp-k0Dgy8/s72-c/white_stripes_elephant.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-75464320451940810</id><published>2007-02-21T13:23:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T13:26:44.505+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alternative rock'/><title type='text'>Placebo - Teenage Angst</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash"  src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" allowScriptAccess="always" width="300" height="23"  bgcolor="#000000"  id="radioblog_player_0"  FlashVars="id=0&amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Fmember.jinbo.net%2Frenegade%2Fradio_blog%2Fsounds%2FPlacebo-02.Teenage%20Angst.rbs&amp;colors=body:#000000;border:#FBFBFB;button:#E9E9E9;player_text:#FBFBFB;playlist_text:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shine the headlight, straight into my eyes.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/RdwsI9AnhWI/AAAAAAAAAKo/N9V29GvVV4I/s1600-h/PLACEBO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/RdwsI9AnhWI/AAAAAAAAAKo/N9V29GvVV4I/s200/PLACEBO.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033947015821100386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the roadkill, I'm paralysed.&lt;br /&gt;You see through my disguise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the drive-in, double feature,&lt;br /&gt;pull the lever, break the fever&lt;br /&gt;and say your last goodbyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I was born I started to decay.&lt;br /&gt;Now nothing ever ever goes my way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One fluid gesture, like stepping back in time.&lt;br /&gt;Trapped in amber, petrified.&lt;br /&gt;I'm still not satisfied&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Airs and social graces, elocution so divine.&lt;br /&gt;I'll stick to my needle, and my favourite waste of time,&lt;br /&gt;both spineless and sublime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I was born I started to decay.&lt;br /&gt;Now nothing ever - ever goes my way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-75464320451940810?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/75464320451940810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=75464320451940810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/75464320451940810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/75464320451940810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/02/placebo-teenage-angst.html' title='Placebo - Teenage Angst'/><author><name>Ayça</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08182719683996798374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/SZFhRthUTVI/AAAAAAAAAmo/kRCr32LsER4/S220/4437047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/RdwsI9AnhWI/AAAAAAAAAKo/N9V29GvVV4I/s72-c/PLACEBO.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-459417447529040247</id><published>2007-02-20T20:08:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T20:14:22.826+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='female vocalists'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='favourites'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='french'/><title type='text'>Camille - Les Ex</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash"  src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" allowScriptAccess="always" width="300" height="23"  bgcolor="#000000"  id="radioblog_player_0"  FlashVars="id=0&amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.zonalibre.org%2F%7Equique%2Fradio.blog%2Fsounds%2FCamille%20-%2004%20-%20Les%20Ex.rbs&amp;colors=body:#000000;border:#FBFBFB;button:#E9E9E9;player_text:#FBFBFB;playlist_text:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu m'exaspères avec tes ex&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/Rds6GNAnhVI/AAAAAAAAAKc/b53SnBHIcl8/s1600-h/camilleLeSacDesFilles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/Rds6GNAnhVI/AAAAAAAAAKc/b53SnBHIcl8/s200/camilleLeSacDesFilles.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033680886762538322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avec tes ex à deux vitesses&lt;br /&gt;Et j'expurgeais ton agenda&lt;br /&gt;Il ne resterait plus que moi&lt;br /&gt;Mais toi tu revois sans complexe&lt;br /&gt;Ces ex que j'exècre et tu me dis&lt;br /&gt;Tout excité y'a plus aucune ambiguïté&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mais je sais je sais je sais que les ex&lt;br /&gt;c'est sexe et sexy&lt;br /&gt;Je sais je sais je sais que les ex&lt;br /&gt;c'est sexe et sexy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Les ex c'est comme les expresso&lt;br /&gt;Ca se boit vite ça se boit chaud&lt;br /&gt;C'est pas comme l'amour impossible&lt;br /&gt;Les ex c'est toujours accessible&lt;br /&gt;Ca laisse penser d'un coup de latex&lt;br /&gt;Un coup de fil et un duplex&lt;br /&gt;Et plus besoin d'un mode d'emploi&lt;br /&gt;On a déjà fait ça X fois&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu m'exaspères avec tes ex&lt;br /&gt;Avec tes ex à deux vitesse&lt;br /&gt;Ca te vexe si je t'expulse&lt;br /&gt;Si notre PACS devient pex&lt;br /&gt;Si je t'exile te catapulte&lt;br /&gt;Vers d'autres galaxies&lt;br /&gt;Où les ex c'est permis&lt;br /&gt;En plus je sais que ça t'excite&lt;br /&gt;D'avoir une extra ex&lt;br /&gt;Sur ta liste&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-459417447529040247?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/459417447529040247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=459417447529040247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/459417447529040247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/459417447529040247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/02/camille-les-ex.html' title='Camille - Les Ex'/><author><name>Ayça</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08182719683996798374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/SZFhRthUTVI/AAAAAAAAAmo/kRCr32LsER4/S220/4437047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/Rds6GNAnhVI/AAAAAAAAAKc/b53SnBHIcl8/s72-c/camilleLeSacDesFilles.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-4181652232539761886</id><published>2007-02-20T19:30:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T19:34:02.051+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indie rock'/><title type='text'>I Love You But I've Chosen Darkness - We're Still the Weaker Sex</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash"  src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" allowScriptAccess="always" width="300" height="23"  bgcolor="#000000"  id="radioblog_player_0"  FlashVars="id=0&amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Flitrigol.altervista.org%2Fradio.blog.2.5%2Fradio.blog%2Fsounds%2FI%20Love%20You%20But%20I%27ve%20Chosen%20Darkness%20-%20We%27re%20Still%20The%20Weaker%20Sex.rbs&amp;colors=body:#000000;border:#FBFBFB;button:#D7D7D7;player_text:#FBFBFB;playlist_text:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no reason to stay&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/Rdsw99AnhUI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/bkqwLzJKNww/s1600-h/iloveyoubutivechosendarkness.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/Rdsw99AnhUI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/bkqwLzJKNww/s200/iloveyoubutivechosendarkness.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033670849423967554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's nothing to say&lt;br /&gt;It's been over, we've been through&lt;br /&gt;For so long, for so long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't understand&lt;br /&gt;Why you take it so&lt;br /&gt;So hard&lt;br /&gt;So hard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the last&lt;br /&gt;We won't change&lt;br /&gt;It's self abuse&lt;br /&gt;To stay the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't figure out&lt;br /&gt;Why you take so much&lt;br /&gt;So much time&lt;br /&gt;So much time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the last&lt;br /&gt;We won't change&lt;br /&gt;It's self abuse&lt;br /&gt;To stay the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't figure out&lt;br /&gt;Why you take it so&lt;br /&gt;So far&lt;br /&gt;So far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wear your heart on your sleeve&lt;br /&gt;(You wear your heart on your sleeve)&lt;br /&gt;You don't want to believe&lt;br /&gt;You wear your heart on your sleeve&lt;br /&gt;(You wear your heart on your sleeve)&lt;br /&gt;You don't want to believe&lt;br /&gt;You wear your heart on your sleeve&lt;br /&gt;(You wear your heart on your sleeve)&lt;br /&gt;You don't want to believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the last&lt;br /&gt;We won't change&lt;br /&gt;It's self abuse&lt;br /&gt;To stay the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't understand&lt;br /&gt;Why you take it so&lt;br /&gt;So hard&lt;br /&gt;So hard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the last&lt;br /&gt;We won't change&lt;br /&gt;We won't change&lt;br /&gt;We won't change&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-4181652232539761886?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/4181652232539761886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=4181652232539761886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/4181652232539761886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/4181652232539761886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-love-you-but-ive-chosen-darkness-were.html' title='I Love You But I&apos;ve Chosen Darkness - We&apos;re Still the Weaker Sex'/><author><name>Ayça</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08182719683996798374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/SZFhRthUTVI/AAAAAAAAAmo/kRCr32LsER4/S220/4437047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/Rdsw99AnhUI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/bkqwLzJKNww/s72-c/iloveyoubutivechosendarkness.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-455587042753165693</id><published>2007-02-20T19:07:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T19:13:36.142+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indie rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='british'/><title type='text'>The Magic Numbers - Love Me Like You</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash"  src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" allowScriptAccess="always" width="300" height="23"  bgcolor="#000000"  id="radioblog_player_0"  FlashVars="id=0&amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.rosariorock.com.%2Fradio%2Finternacionales%2Fsounds%2FTHE%20MAGIC%20NUMBERS%20-%20Love%20me%20like%20you.rbs&amp;colors=body:#000000;border:#FBFBFB;button:#E9E9E9;player_text:#FBFBFB;playlist_text:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't let your white dress wear you out&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/RdsrptAnhTI/AAAAAAAAAKE/Gwm_xkZqDh8/s1600-h/magicnumberslovemelikeyou.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/RdsrptAnhTI/AAAAAAAAAKE/Gwm_xkZqDh8/s200/magicnumberslovemelikeyou.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033665003973477682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, honey it's the look in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Oh, cause honey I can see you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my life&lt;br /&gt;I'd hurt the ones I loved&lt;br /&gt;But baby you could turn it round&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She don't love me like you&lt;br /&gt;She don't know what you do&lt;br /&gt;And it's so hard&lt;br /&gt;She don't care what you say&lt;br /&gt;So just say it, say it anyway&lt;br /&gt;It's so hard&lt;br /&gt;poo poo&lt;br /&gt;All my life&lt;br /&gt;Oh they tried to push me down&lt;br /&gt;Oh, but baby you can turn it round&lt;br /&gt;Oh, but honey I still see you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't let your friends tell you why&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm a bad bad bad - I'm the one&lt;br /&gt;Oh, but baby you can turn it on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She don't love me like you&lt;br /&gt;She don't know what you do&lt;br /&gt;And it's so hard&lt;br /&gt;She don't care what you say&lt;br /&gt;So just say it, say it anyway&lt;br /&gt;It's so hard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All those years gone by&lt;br /&gt;I only want to find a way to make it hard for you&lt;br /&gt;All those years gone by&lt;br /&gt;I only want to find a way to make it hard for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She'll never forget if the way that she wished she don't feel the same&lt;br /&gt;I only want to find a way to make it hard for you&lt;br /&gt;She'll never forget if the way that she wished she don't feel the same&lt;br /&gt;I only want to find a way to make it hard for you&lt;br /&gt;She'll never forget if the way that she wished she don't feel no pain&lt;br /&gt;I only want to find a way to make it up to you&lt;br /&gt;She'll never forget if the way that she wished she don't feel the same&lt;br /&gt;No, I only want to find a way&lt;br /&gt;I only want to fi-nd&lt;br /&gt;I only want to fi-nd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She don't love me like you&lt;br /&gt;She don't love me like you&lt;br /&gt;She don't love me like you&lt;br /&gt;She don't love me like you&lt;br /&gt;She don't love&lt;br /&gt;No she don't&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-455587042753165693?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/455587042753165693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=455587042753165693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/455587042753165693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/455587042753165693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/02/magic-numbers-love-me-like-you.html' title='The Magic Numbers - Love Me Like You'/><author><name>Ayça</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08182719683996798374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/SZFhRthUTVI/AAAAAAAAAmo/kRCr32LsER4/S220/4437047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/RdsrptAnhTI/AAAAAAAAAKE/Gwm_xkZqDh8/s72-c/magicnumberslovemelikeyou.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-6815388422931307824</id><published>2007-02-20T18:59:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T19:03:06.110+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='folk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indie'/><title type='text'>Andrew Bird - Skin Is, My</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash"  src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" allowScriptAccess="always" width="300" height="23"  bgcolor="#000000"  id="radioblog_player_0"  FlashVars="id=0&amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Fthmignot.free.fr%2Fradio.blog%2Fsounds%2FAndrew%20Bird%20-%20Skin%20Is%2C%20My.mp3.rbs&amp;colors=body:#000000;border:#FBFBFB;button:#E9E9E9;player_text:#FBFBFB;playlist_text:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my skin is&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.popnews.com/popnews/andrewbird/andrewbird.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.popnews.com/popnews/andrewbird/andrewbird.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;white as parchment&lt;br /&gt;drier than a downtown office building&lt;br /&gt;where the air is tight&lt;br /&gt;there's time spent&lt;br /&gt;resting on her bones&lt;br /&gt;waiting for the telephone to ring&lt;br /&gt;ba-ring ba-ring ba-ring . . .&lt;br /&gt;bo-ring bo-ring bo-ring . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my skin is&lt;br /&gt;cold as her toes on the bathroom floor&lt;br /&gt;run back to bed and slam the door&lt;br /&gt;oh what a lovely sound&lt;br /&gt;oh how it shakes the ground&lt;br /&gt;oh what a lovely sound&lt;br /&gt;oh what a lovely sound&lt;br /&gt;oh what a lovely...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;skin is my&lt;br /&gt;it's the only thing&lt;br /&gt;that doesn't really fly in my land&lt;br /&gt;and love, oh love&lt;br /&gt;is my love is&lt;br /&gt;it's the only thing that&lt;br /&gt;butterfly in Thailand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let it be printed on every t-shirt in this land&lt;br /&gt;on the finest of cottons and the hippest of brands&lt;br /&gt;in bolder letters than the capital I&lt;br /&gt;it's the only thing, it's the only thing&lt;br /&gt;it's the only lonely, whoa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my skin is&lt;br /&gt;white as parchment&lt;br /&gt;drier than a downtown office building&lt;br /&gt;where the air is tight&lt;br /&gt;there's time spent&lt;br /&gt;waiting for that&lt;br /&gt;macrame bird of prey&lt;br /&gt;to come down and sing&lt;br /&gt;la-ling la-ling la-ling...&lt;br /&gt;oh what a lovely sound&lt;br /&gt;oh how it shakes the ground&lt;br /&gt;oh what a lovely sound&lt;br /&gt;oh how it shakes the ground&lt;br /&gt;oh what a lovely sound&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh what a lovely sound&lt;br /&gt;oh how it shakes the ground&lt;br /&gt;oh what a lovely sound&lt;br /&gt;oh how it shakes the ground&lt;br /&gt;oh what a lovely sound&lt;br /&gt;oh, oh what a lovely sound&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-6815388422931307824?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/6815388422931307824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=6815388422931307824' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/6815388422931307824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/6815388422931307824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/02/andrew-bird-skin-is-my.html' title='Andrew Bird - Skin Is, My'/><author><name>Ayça</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08182719683996798374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/SZFhRthUTVI/AAAAAAAAAmo/kRCr32LsER4/S220/4437047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-5603476341449364563</id><published>2007-02-17T16:03:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T16:13:08.686+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chamber pop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indie'/><title type='text'>Margot &amp; the Nuclear So and So's - Skeleton Key</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash"  src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" allowScriptAccess="always" width="300" height="23"  bgcolor="#000000"  id="radioblog_player_0"  FlashVars="id=0&amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Fjagjagradio.altervista.org%2Fsounds%2Fmargot%20%26%20the%20nuclear%20so%20and%20so%27s%20-%20skeleton%20key.rbs&amp;colors=body:#000000;border:#FBFBFB;button:#E9E9E9;player_text:#FBFBFB;playlist_text:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did a sick, sick thing to my love&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/RdcMJD5pssI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/Y8-ZIc6pgXQ/s1600-h/margotnuclear_dustofretreat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/RdcMJD5pssI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/Y8-ZIc6pgXQ/s200/margotnuclear_dustofretreat.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032504458415289026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lack of loyalty, it swallowed her up&lt;br /&gt;And she cooked me food&lt;br /&gt;She squirmed and turned&lt;br /&gt;Like a skeleton key&lt;br /&gt;She left her man and attended to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And don't call me that&lt;br /&gt;Don't claim you love me&lt;br /&gt;Cause you know that ain't true&lt;br /&gt;My dire affliction I'll attribute to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you're finally free&lt;br /&gt;To twist and turn&lt;br /&gt;Like a skeleton key&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've gotta let me know&lt;br /&gt;You've gotta let me know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did a horrible thing to that girl&lt;br /&gt;I bread my misery and drowned it in her&lt;br /&gt;And she got me high&lt;br /&gt;And I hardly noticed there were tears in her eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I miss you less and less everyday&lt;br /&gt;This stream of whisky's helped to wash you away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's clear to see&lt;br /&gt;You're nothing special&lt;br /&gt;You're a skeleton key&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've gotta let me know&lt;br /&gt;You've gotta let me know&lt;br /&gt;You've gotta let me know&lt;br /&gt;You've gotta let me know&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-5603476341449364563?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/5603476341449364563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=5603476341449364563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/5603476341449364563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/5603476341449364563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/02/margot-nuclear-so-and-sos-skeleton-key.html' title='Margot &amp; the Nuclear So and So&apos;s - Skeleton Key'/><author><name>Ayça</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08182719683996798374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/SZFhRthUTVI/AAAAAAAAAmo/kRCr32LsER4/S220/4437047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/RdcMJD5pssI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/Y8-ZIc6pgXQ/s72-c/margotnuclear_dustofretreat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-1993956530333936894</id><published>2007-02-17T15:08:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T16:03:39.911+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indie rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new york'/><title type='text'>Bishop Allen - Click Click Click Click</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash"  src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" allowScriptAccess="always" width="300" height="23"  bgcolor="#000000"  id="radioblog_player_0"  FlashVars="id=0&amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.popchild.com%2Fmultimedia_new%2Fradio.blog%2Fsounds%2FBishop%20Allen%20-%20ClickClickClickClick.rbs&amp;colors=body:#000000;border:#FBFBFB;button:#E9E9E9;player_text:#FBFBFB;playlist_text:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had ducked out of the rain&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/Rdb_xj5psrI/AAAAAAAAAJs/s9PtD_rGm5E/s1600-h/bishopallenjulyep.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/Rdb_xj5psrI/AAAAAAAAAJs/s9PtD_rGm5E/s200/bishopallenjulyep.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032490860548829874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Into Maria's wedding day&lt;br /&gt;And I sat there with her friends&lt;br /&gt;And with her family&lt;br /&gt;And I was happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't someone they'd invite&lt;br /&gt;And I didn't know the groom&lt;br /&gt;Or know the bride&lt;br /&gt;But when I stood next to her brother&lt;br /&gt;For the photograph&lt;br /&gt;He was laughing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take another picture with your click, click, click, click camera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure, I've got pictures of my own&lt;br /&gt;Of all the people and the places that I've known&lt;br /&gt;Here's one: I'm carrying your suitcase&lt;br /&gt;Outside of Alphabet City&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in someone else's life&lt;br /&gt;Where Maria is a wife&lt;br /&gt;I'm on the mantle in the corner of the photograph&lt;br /&gt;Smiling pretty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take another picture with your click, click, click, click camera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you tired of where you've gone?&lt;br /&gt;And you think you might belong&lt;br /&gt;In a moment when you step out of the rain?&lt;br /&gt;And you've ended up in someone else's frame?&lt;br /&gt;And they're memory now is never quite the same&lt;br /&gt;And they never even thought to ask your name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take another picture with your click, click, click, click camera&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-1993956530333936894?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/1993956530333936894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=1993956530333936894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/1993956530333936894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/1993956530333936894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/02/bishop-allen-click-click-click-click.html' title='Bishop Allen - Click Click Click Click'/><author><name>Ayça</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08182719683996798374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/SZFhRthUTVI/AAAAAAAAAmo/kRCr32LsER4/S220/4437047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/Rdb_xj5psrI/AAAAAAAAAJs/s9PtD_rGm5E/s72-c/bishopallenjulyep.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-1124163477646759313</id><published>2007-02-16T13:07:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T13:18:08.806+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='folk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experimental'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indie'/><title type='text'>Panda Bear - Comfy in Nautica</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://twicetwicetwice.googlepages.com/PandaBear-ComfyinNautica.mp3"&gt;Comfy in Nautica.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;try try try try try try&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/RdWS0D5psqI/AAAAAAAAAJg/dgqYcZly1RM/s1600-h/pandabearcomfysing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/RdWS0D5psqI/AAAAAAAAAJg/dgqYcZly1RM/s200/pandabearcomfysing.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032089581754364578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;try to tell me how to do it&lt;br /&gt;i'll need cause i'm new to here&lt;br /&gt;goodness if having courage&lt;br /&gt;courage to do what's right&lt;br /&gt;i'll try to remember always&lt;br /&gt;just to have a good time&lt;br /&gt;try to show me that you know me&lt;br /&gt;do you know what your next &lt;br /&gt;living is what you want to&lt;br /&gt;but you're scared to go forth&lt;br /&gt;you try to remember always&lt;br /&gt;always to have a good time&lt;br /&gt;good time &lt;br /&gt;try and have a softer &lt;br /&gt;shout out boy and be a soldier&lt;br /&gt;goodness is having courage&lt;br /&gt;courage to do what's right&lt;br /&gt;try to remember always&lt;br /&gt;just to have a good time&lt;br /&gt;living is what you want to&lt;br /&gt;but you're scared to go forth&lt;br /&gt;try to remember always&lt;br /&gt;always to have a good time&lt;br /&gt;good time&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-1124163477646759313?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/1124163477646759313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=1124163477646759313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/1124163477646759313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/1124163477646759313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/02/panda-bear-comfy-in-nautica.html' title='Panda Bear - Comfy in Nautica'/><author><name>Ayça</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08182719683996798374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/SZFhRthUTVI/AAAAAAAAAmo/kRCr32LsER4/S220/4437047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/RdWS0D5psqI/AAAAAAAAAJg/dgqYcZly1RM/s72-c/pandabearcomfysing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-7195755818697161648</id><published>2007-02-16T12:58:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T13:02:00.580+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='british'/><title type='text'>Seal - Kiss from a Rose</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash"  src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" allowScriptAccess="always" width="300" height="23"  bgcolor="#000000"  id="radioblog_player_0"  FlashVars="id=0&amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Fgeorges.saint.free.fr%2Fradioblog%2Fradio.blog%2Fsounds%2FSeal%20-%20Kiss%20From%20A%20Rose.rbs&amp;colors=body:#000000;border:#FBFBFB;button:#E9E9E9;player_text:#FBFBFB;playlist_text:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There used to be a greying tower alone on the sea.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/RdWO9T5pspI/AAAAAAAAAJU/TeTqRhjAs_A/s1600-h/Seal-II.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/RdWO9T5pspI/AAAAAAAAAJU/TeTqRhjAs_A/s200/Seal-II.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032085342621643410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You became the light on the dark side of me.&lt;br /&gt;Love remained a drug that's the high and not the pill.&lt;br /&gt;But did you know,&lt;br /&gt;That when it snows,&lt;br /&gt;My eyes become large and&lt;br /&gt;The light that you shine can be seen.&lt;br /&gt;Baby,&lt;br /&gt;I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey.&lt;br /&gt;Ooh,&lt;br /&gt;The more I get of you,&lt;br /&gt;Stranger it feels, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;And now that your rose is in bloom.&lt;br /&gt;A light hits the gloom on the grey.&lt;br /&gt;There is so much a man can tell you,&lt;br /&gt;So much he can say.&lt;br /&gt;You remain,&lt;br /&gt;My power, my pleasure, my pain, baby&lt;br /&gt;To me you're like a growing addiction that I can't deny.&lt;br /&gt;Won't you tell me is that healthy, baby?&lt;br /&gt;But did you know,&lt;br /&gt;That when it snows,&lt;br /&gt;My eyes become large and the light that you shine can be seen.&lt;br /&gt;Baby,&lt;br /&gt;I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey.&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, the more I get of you&lt;br /&gt;Stranger it feels, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Now that your rose is in bloom.&lt;br /&gt;A light hits the gloom on the grey,&lt;br /&gt;I've been kissed by a rose on the grave,&lt;br /&gt;I've been kissed by a rose&lt;br /&gt;I've been kissed by a rose on the grave,&lt;br /&gt;...And if I should fall along the way&lt;br /&gt;I've been kissed by a rose&lt;br /&gt;...been kissed by a rose on the grave.&lt;br /&gt;There is so much a man can tell you,&lt;br /&gt;So much he can say.&lt;br /&gt;You remain&lt;br /&gt;My power, my pleasure, my pain.&lt;br /&gt;To me you're like a growing addiction that I can't deny, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Won't you tell me is that healthy, baby.&lt;br /&gt;But did you know,&lt;br /&gt;That when it snows,&lt;br /&gt;My eyes become large and the light that you shine can be seen.&lt;br /&gt;Baby,&lt;br /&gt;I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey.&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, the more I get of you&lt;br /&gt;Stranger it feels, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Now that your rose is in bloom,&lt;br /&gt;A light hits the gloom on the grey.&lt;br /&gt;Yes I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, the more I get of you&lt;br /&gt;Stranger it feels, yeah&lt;br /&gt;And now that your rose is in bloom&lt;br /&gt;A light hits the gloom on the grey&lt;br /&gt;Now that your rose is in bloom,&lt;br /&gt;A light hits the gloom on the grey.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-7195755818697161648?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/7195755818697161648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=7195755818697161648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/7195755818697161648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/7195755818697161648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/02/seal-kiss-from-rose.html' title='Seal - Kiss from a Rose'/><author><name>Ayça</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08182719683996798374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/SZFhRthUTVI/AAAAAAAAAmo/kRCr32LsER4/S220/4437047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/RdWO9T5pspI/AAAAAAAAAJU/TeTqRhjAs_A/s72-c/Seal-II.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-6257735375699265389</id><published>2007-02-16T12:07:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T12:10:04.949+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='folk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indie pop'/><title type='text'>Page France - Jesus</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash"  src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" allowScriptAccess="always" width="300" height="23"  bgcolor="#000000"  id="radioblog_player_0"  FlashVars="id=0&amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.lagfx.net%2Fblog%2Fradio.blog%2Fsounds%2FPage%20France%20-%20Jesus.rbs&amp;colors=body:#000000;border:#FBFBFB;button:#E9E9E9;player_text:#FBFBFB;playlist_text:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will sing a song to you&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/RdWCuj5psoI/AAAAAAAAAJI/XngBDOJ3qqY/s1600-h/pagefrancehellodearwind.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/RdWCuj5psoI/AAAAAAAAAJI/XngBDOJ3qqY/s200/pagefrancehellodearwind.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032071895079039618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you will shake the ground for me&lt;br /&gt;And the birds and bees and old fruit trees&lt;br /&gt;Will spit out songs like gushing streams&lt;br /&gt;And Jesus will come through the ground so dirty&lt;br /&gt;With worms in his hair and a hand so sturdy&lt;br /&gt;To call us his magic we call him worthy&lt;br /&gt;Jesus came up through the ground do dirty&lt;br /&gt;I will sing a song for to you&lt;br /&gt;And you will stomp your feet for me&lt;br /&gt;And the bears and bees and banana trees&lt;br /&gt;Will play kazoos and tambourines&lt;br /&gt;And Jesus will dance while we drink his wine&lt;br /&gt;With soldiers and thieves and a sword in his side&lt;br /&gt;And we will be joy and we will be right&lt;br /&gt;Jesus will dance while we drink his wine&lt;br /&gt;Jesus will come through the ground so dirty&lt;br /&gt;With worms in his hair and a hand so sturdy&lt;br /&gt;To call us his magic we call him worthy&lt;br /&gt;Jesus came up through the ground so dirty&lt;br /&gt;Jesus came up through the ground so dirty&lt;br /&gt;Jesus came up through the ground so dirty&lt;br /&gt;Jesus came up through the ground so dirty&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-6257735375699265389?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/6257735375699265389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=6257735375699265389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/6257735375699265389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/6257735375699265389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/02/page-france-jesus.html' title='Page France - Jesus'/><author><name>Ayça</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08182719683996798374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/SZFhRthUTVI/AAAAAAAAAmo/kRCr32LsER4/S220/4437047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/RdWCuj5psoI/AAAAAAAAAJI/XngBDOJ3qqY/s72-c/pagefrancehellodearwind.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-9187678752317188070</id><published>2007-02-15T21:59:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T22:04:00.840+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mexican'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soundtrack'/><title type='text'>Chavela Vargas - Paloma Negra</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://twicetwicetwice.googlepages.com/FridaSoundtrack-04-ChavelaVargas-Pal.mp3"&gt;Paloma Negra.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya me canso de llorar y no amanece&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/RdS8WT5psnI/AAAAAAAAAI8/oaCyvk7tP6Q/s1600-h/frida.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/RdS8WT5psnI/AAAAAAAAAI8/oaCyvk7tP6Q/s200/frida.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031853775164912242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya no sé si maldecirte o por ti rezar&lt;br /&gt;Tengo miedo de buscarte y de encontrarte&lt;br /&gt;Donde me aseguran mis amigos que te vas&lt;br /&gt;Hay momentos en que quisiera mejor rajarme&lt;br /&gt;Y arrancarme ya los clavos de mi penar&lt;br /&gt;Pero mis ojos se mueren si mirar tus ojos&lt;br /&gt;Y mi cariño con la aurora te vuelve a esperar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y aggaraste por tu cuenta la parranda&lt;br /&gt;Paloma negra paloma negra dónde, dónde andarás?&lt;br /&gt;Ya no jueges con mi honra parrandera&lt;br /&gt;Si tus caricias han de ser mías, de nadie mas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y aunque te amo con locura ya no vuelves&lt;br /&gt;Paloma negra eres la reja de un penar&lt;br /&gt;Quiero ser libre vivir mi vida con quien yo quiera&lt;br /&gt;Dios dame fuerza que me estoy muriendo por irla a buscar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y agarraste por tu cuenta las parrandas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-9187678752317188070?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/9187678752317188070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/RdS8WT5psnI/AAAAAAAAAI8/oaCyvk7tP6Q/s72-c/frida.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-5438483357236828869</id><published>2007-02-12T23:08:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T00:54:50.247+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='britpop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indie'/><title type='text'>Kaiser Chiefs - Modern Way</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash"  src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" allowScriptAccess="always" width="300" height="23"  bgcolor="#000000"  id="radioblog_player_0"  FlashVars="id=0&amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Fanamisme.free.fr%2Fradioblog%2Fsounds%2FKaiser%20Chiefs%20-%20Modern%20Way.rbs&amp;colors=body:#000000;border:#FBFBFB;button:#E9E9E9;player_text:#FBFBFB;playlist_text:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know 'cos I've seen it&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/RdDZBT5pslI/AAAAAAAAAIk/4lDAqNTYTeY/s1600-h/kaiseremployment.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/RdDZBT5pslI/AAAAAAAAAIk/4lDAqNTYTeY/s200/kaiseremployment.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030759400318022226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was great and I want it&lt;br /&gt;There's no point in sitting&lt;br /&gt;Going crazy on my own&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what&lt;br /&gt;I was put here in this world for&lt;br /&gt;Could you tell me&lt;br /&gt;In three words or more&lt;br /&gt;It's the only way of getting out of here&lt;br /&gt;It's the only way of getting out of here&lt;br /&gt;Take a lesson&lt;br /&gt;From the ones who have been there&lt;br /&gt;My brain is not damaged&lt;br /&gt;But in need of some repair&lt;br /&gt;Hold on to the basics&lt;br /&gt;But we can change all our tactics&lt;br /&gt;There's no point in sitting&lt;br /&gt;Going crazy on my own&lt;br /&gt;It's the only way of getting out of here&lt;br /&gt;It's the only way of getting out of here&lt;br /&gt;This is the modern way&lt;br /&gt;Of faking it everyday&lt;br /&gt;And taking it as we come&lt;br /&gt;And we're not the only ones&lt;br /&gt;Is that what we used to say&lt;br /&gt;This is the modern way&lt;br /&gt;I know where I'm going&lt;br /&gt;And that we are in the knowing&lt;br /&gt;And I will stop at nothing&lt;br /&gt;Just to get what I want&lt;br /&gt;It's the only way of getting out of here&lt;br /&gt;It's the only way of getting out of here&lt;br /&gt;This is the modern way&lt;br /&gt;Of faking it everyday&lt;br /&gt;And taking it as we come&lt;br /&gt;And we're not the only ones&lt;br /&gt;Is that what we used to say&lt;br /&gt;This is the modern way&lt;br /&gt;This is the modern way&lt;br /&gt;Of faking it everyday&lt;br /&gt;And taking it as we come&lt;br /&gt;And we're not the only ones&lt;br /&gt;Is that what we used to say&lt;br /&gt;This is the modern way&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-5438483357236828869?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/5438483357236828869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=5438483357236828869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/5438483357236828869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/5438483357236828869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/02/kaiser-chiefs-modern-way.html' title='Kaiser Chiefs - Modern Way'/><author><name>Ayça</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08182719683996798374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/SZFhRthUTVI/AAAAAAAAAmo/kRCr32LsER4/S220/4437047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/RdDZBT5pslI/AAAAAAAAAIk/4lDAqNTYTeY/s72-c/kaiseremployment.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-6875846350354023511</id><published>2007-02-11T22:34:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T00:54:10.130+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Cat Power - Werewolf</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" allowscriptaccess="always" bgcolor="#000000" id="radioblog_player_1" flashvars="id=1&amp;filepath=http://www.raegun.com/radio.blog/sounds/Cat Power - Werewolf.rbs&amp;amp;colors=body:#000000;border:#FCFCFC;button:#FFFFFF;player_text:#FCFCFC;playlist_text:#666666;new_tracks:#000000;" height="23" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the werewolf, oh the werewolf&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ec2.images-amazon.com/images/P/B00007K4U6.01._AA240_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px;" src="http://ec2.images-amazon.com/images/P/B00007K4U6.01._AA240_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comes a steppin' along&lt;br /&gt;He don't even break the branches&lt;br /&gt;Where he's been gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can hear his long holler from away 'cross the moor&lt;br /&gt;That's the holler of a werewolf when he's feelin' poor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He goes out in the evenin' when the bats 're on the wing&lt;br /&gt;An' he's killed some young maiden before the birds sing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the werewolf, for the werewolf&lt;br /&gt;Have sympathy&lt;br /&gt;'Cause the werewolf he is someone&lt;br /&gt;Just like you an' me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I saw him in the moonlight when the bats were a flyin'&lt;br /&gt;All alone I saw the werewolf and the werewolf was cryin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cryin' nobody, nobody, nobody knows&lt;br /&gt;How much I love the maiden as I tear off his cloths&lt;br /&gt;Cryin' nobody, nobody, knows of my pain&lt;br /&gt;When I see it has risen that full moon again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I see that moon movin' through the clouds in the sky&lt;br /&gt;I get a crazy feelin' an' I wonder why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the werewolf, Oh the werewolf&lt;br /&gt;Comes travelin' along&lt;br /&gt;He don't even break the branches&lt;br /&gt;Where he's been gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the werewolf have pity, not fear, an' not hate&lt;br /&gt;'Cause the werewolf might be someone that you've known of late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the werewolf, oh the werewolf&lt;br /&gt;Comes travelin' along&lt;br /&gt;He don't even crush the leaves&lt;br /&gt;Where he's been gone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-6875846350354023511?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/6875846350354023511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=6875846350354023511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/6875846350354023511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/6875846350354023511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/02/oh-werewolf-oh-werewolf-comes-steppin.html' title='Cat Power - Werewolf'/><author><name>Jairbubbles</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-6904139057219683830</id><published>2007-02-11T22:25:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T00:52:30.953+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Elliot Smith - Between The Bars</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" allowscriptaccess="always" bgcolor="#000000" id="radioblog_player_0" flashvars="id=0&amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Fsarajna.free.fr%2Fradio.blog%2Fsounds%2FElliot%20Smith%20-%20Between%20The%20Bars%20Two.rbs&amp;amp;colors=body:#000000;border:#EAEAEA;button:#FFFFFF;player_text:#FCFCFC;playlist_text:#999999;" height="23" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drink up, baby, stay up all night&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ec1.images-amazon.com/images/P/B000024BA5.08._AA240_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://ec1.images-amazon.com/images/P/B000024BA5.08._AA240_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the things you could do, you won't but you might&lt;br /&gt;the potential you'll be, that you'll never see&lt;br /&gt;the promises you'll only make&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drink up with me now and forget all about the pressure of days&lt;br /&gt;do what I say and I'll make you okay and drive them away&lt;br /&gt;the images stuck in your head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people you've been before that you don't want around anymore&lt;br /&gt;that push and shove and won't bend to your will&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep them still&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drink up, baby, look at the stars&lt;br /&gt;I'll kiss you again between the bars where I'm seeing you&lt;br /&gt;there with your hands in the air, waiting to finally be caught&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drink up one more time and I'll make you mine&lt;br /&gt;keep you apart deep in my heart separate from the rest&lt;br /&gt;where I like you the best and keep the things you forgot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the people you've been before that you don't want around anymore&lt;br /&gt;that push and shove and won't bend to your will&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep them still&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-6904139057219683830?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/6904139057219683830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=6904139057219683830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/6904139057219683830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/6904139057219683830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/02/drink-up-baby-stay-up-all-night-things.html' title='Elliot Smith - Between The Bars'/><author><name>Jairbubbles</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-3005634919116725629</id><published>2007-02-11T16:47:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T13:00:46.913+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='icelandic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='female vocalists'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='downtempo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dream pop'/><title type='text'>Emiliana Torrini - Easy</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash"  src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" allowScriptAccess="always" width="300" height="23"  bgcolor="#000000"  id="radioblog_player_0"  FlashVars="id=0&amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Fmasterfong.free.fr%2Fradio.blog%2Fsounds%2FEmiliana%20Torrini%20-%20Easy.rbs&amp;colors=body:#000000;border:#FBFBFB;button:#E9E9E9;player_text:#FBFBFB;playlist_text:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not an accident&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/Rc8tGj5pskI/AAAAAAAAAIY/zFs95cUinU4/s1600-h/emilianatloveinthetimeofsci.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/Rc8tGj5pskI/AAAAAAAAAIY/zFs95cUinU4/s200/emilianatloveinthetimeofsci.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030288899535647298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You mean to touch me&lt;br /&gt;And that's exactly why I'm here&lt;br /&gt;A trick of confidence&lt;br /&gt;Twenty years inside&lt;br /&gt;You're exactly what I need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I bide&lt;br /&gt;Don't have time to play&lt;br /&gt;So put your toys away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't take it easy&lt;br /&gt;Why should we take easy yeah&lt;br /&gt;Should we take it easy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I break into the park&lt;br /&gt;With the insects&lt;br /&gt;Striking up the costume ball&lt;br /&gt;The light is lovely here&lt;br /&gt;In the neon glow&lt;br /&gt;I could never want for more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I bide&lt;br /&gt;Don't have time to play&lt;br /&gt;So put your toys away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't take it easy&lt;br /&gt;Why should we take easy yeah&lt;br /&gt;Should we take it easy&lt;br /&gt;Why should we take easy yeah&lt;br /&gt;Should we take it easy&lt;br /&gt;Why should we take easy yeah&lt;br /&gt;Easy yeah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-3005634919116725629?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/3005634919116725629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=3005634919116725629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/3005634919116725629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/3005634919116725629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/02/emiliana-torrini-easy.html' title='Emiliana Torrini - Easy'/><author><name>Ayça</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08182719683996798374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/SZFhRthUTVI/AAAAAAAAAmo/kRCr32LsER4/S220/4437047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/Rc8tGj5pskI/AAAAAAAAAIY/zFs95cUinU4/s72-c/emilianatloveinthetimeofsci.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-8176144109276106385</id><published>2007-02-10T12:53:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T22:42:52.523+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='piano rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indie'/><title type='text'>Ben Folds Five - Army</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash"  src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" allowScriptAccess="always" width="300" height="23"  bgcolor="#111111"  id="radioblog_player_0"  FlashVars="id=0&amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.architettisenzatetto.net%2Fblog%2Fradio.blog%2Fsounds%2FBen%20Folds%20Five%20-%20Army.rbs&amp;colors=body:#111111;border:#FBFBFB;button:#E9E9E9;player_text:#FBFBFB;playlist_text:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I thought about the army&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/Rc2lhj5psjI/AAAAAAAAAIM/FdA4-FG6sMQ/s1600-h/ben_folds_fivereissner.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/Rc2lhj5psjI/AAAAAAAAAIM/FdA4-FG6sMQ/s200/ben_folds_fivereissner.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029858354834027058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad said, son you're fucking high&lt;br /&gt;And I thought, yeah there's a first for everything&lt;br /&gt;So I took my old man's advice&lt;br /&gt;Three sad semesters&lt;br /&gt;It was only 15 grand spent in bed&lt;br /&gt;I thought about the army&lt;br /&gt;I dropped out and joined a band instead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grew a moustache and a mullet&lt;br /&gt;Got a job at chick-fil-a&lt;br /&gt;Citing artistic differences&lt;br /&gt;The band broke up in may&lt;br /&gt;And in june reformed without me&lt;br /&gt;And they'd got a different name&lt;br /&gt;I nuked another grandmas apple pie&lt;br /&gt;And hung my head in shame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been thinking a lot today&lt;br /&gt;Been thinking a lot today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I think I'll write a screenplay&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I think I'll take it to LA&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I think I'll get it done yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this time of introspection&lt;br /&gt;On the eve of my election&lt;br /&gt;I say to my reflection&lt;br /&gt;God please spare me more rejection&lt;br /&gt;cause my peers they criticize me&lt;br /&gt;And my ex-wives all despise me&lt;br /&gt;Try to put it all behind me&lt;br /&gt;But my redneck past is nipping at my heels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking a lot today&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking a lot today&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking a lot today&lt;br /&gt;I thought about the army...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-8176144109276106385?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/8176144109276106385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=8176144109276106385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/8176144109276106385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/8176144109276106385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/02/ben-folds-five-army.html' title='Ben Folds Five - Army'/><author><name>Ayça</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08182719683996798374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/SZFhRthUTVI/AAAAAAAAAmo/kRCr32LsER4/S220/4437047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/Rc2lhj5psjI/AAAAAAAAAIM/FdA4-FG6sMQ/s72-c/ben_folds_fivereissner.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-8850139812692067707</id><published>2007-02-08T14:34:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T14:06:53.330+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indie rock'/><title type='text'>Electrelane - On Parade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://twicetwicetwice.googlepages.com/Electrelane-OnParade.mp3"&gt;On Parade.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stand up against the wall&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/RcsZ1z5psgI/AAAAAAAAAHs/PB-qBdVIufU/s1600-h/electrepowerout.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/RcsZ1z5psgI/AAAAAAAAAHs/PB-qBdVIufU/s200/electrepowerout.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029141821145068034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I can make you out &lt;br /&gt;Do do you wanna be it? &lt;br /&gt;You take the power out. &lt;br /&gt;One day we'll be wandering &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl you'll be a dandy &lt;br /&gt;And a deserter &lt;br /&gt;You sit astride your horses &lt;br /&gt;Dressed as Nelson &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna see her &lt;br /&gt;I wanna see her &lt;br /&gt;I wanna see her with her horses &lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet I'd like your underwear &lt;br /&gt;I bet I'd like your underwear &lt;br /&gt;I bet I'd like your underwear &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You got it down &lt;br /&gt;You got it down &lt;br /&gt;Uh huh &lt;br /&gt;You got it down &lt;br /&gt;You got it down&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-8850139812692067707?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/8850139812692067707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=8850139812692067707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/8850139812692067707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/8850139812692067707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/02/electrelane-on-parade.html' title='Electrelane - On Parade'/><author><name>Ayça</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08182719683996798374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/SZFhRthUTVI/AAAAAAAAAmo/kRCr32LsER4/S220/4437047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/RcsZ1z5psgI/AAAAAAAAAHs/PB-qBdVIufU/s72-c/electrepowerout.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-7299714496563070706</id><published>2007-02-08T13:44:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T14:05:36.444+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='female vocalists'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='electronic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indie pop'/><title type='text'>Psapp - Cosy in the Rocket</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash"  src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" allowScriptAccess="always" width="300" height="23"  bgcolor="#111111"  id="radioblog_player_0"  FlashVars="id=0&amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Fmyosotee.free.fr%2Fradio.blog%2Fsounds%2FPsapp%20-%20Cosy%20In%20The%20Rocket.rbs&amp;colors=body:#111111;border:#FBFBFB;button:#E9E9E9;player_text:#FBFBFB;playlist_text:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Climb, climb into the rocket&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/RcsR5z5psfI/AAAAAAAAAHg/vI4jmXfXkQA/s1600-h/cosyingreys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/RcsR5z5psfI/AAAAAAAAAHg/vI4jmXfXkQA/s200/cosyingreys.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029133093771522546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we set the fuse to go, go, go &lt;br /&gt;Head start, cosy in the rocket &lt;br /&gt;And I need to go, to go, go, go &lt;br /&gt;Tip top ready for the sky &lt;br /&gt;And I'm tip top ready to go &lt;br /&gt;Tip top ready for the sky &lt;br /&gt;And I'm tip top ready to go, go, go &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come, come, fly into my palm &lt;br /&gt;And collapse &lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, suppose you'll never know &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody knows where they might end up &lt;br /&gt;Nobody knows &lt;br /&gt;Nobody knows where they might wake up &lt;br /&gt;Nobody knows &lt;br /&gt;Nobody knows where they might end up &lt;br /&gt;Nobody knows &lt;br /&gt;Nobody knows where they might wake up &lt;br /&gt;Nobody knows &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tick tack toe, you're fitting into place &lt;br /&gt;And now the old ways don't seem true &lt;br /&gt;Stick stop blue you're only shifting &lt;br /&gt;In the same old shape you always knew &lt;br /&gt;Tip top ready for the sky &lt;br /&gt;And I'm tip top ready to go &lt;br /&gt;Tip top ready for the sky &lt;br /&gt;And I'm tip top ready to go, go, go &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come, come, fly into my palm &lt;br /&gt;And collapse &lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, suppose you'll never know&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-7299714496563070706?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/7299714496563070706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=7299714496563070706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/7299714496563070706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/7299714496563070706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/02/psapp-tiger-my-friend.html' title='Psapp - Cosy in the Rocket'/><author><name>Ayça</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08182719683996798374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/SZFhRthUTVI/AAAAAAAAAmo/kRCr32LsER4/S220/4437047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/RcsR5z5psfI/AAAAAAAAAHg/vI4jmXfXkQA/s72-c/cosyingreys.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-5081059008645346759</id><published>2007-02-08T13:15:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T18:20:39.181+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='female vocalists'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='swedish'/><title type='text'>Stina Nordenstam - Butterfly</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash"  src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" allowScriptAccess="always" width="300" height="23"  bgcolor="#111111"  id="radioblog_player_0"  FlashVars="id=0&amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Fhelnet1.free.fr%2F%2Fradio.blog.2.3%2Fradio.blog%2Fsounds%2FStina%20Nordenstam%20-%20Butterfly.rbs&amp;colors=body:#111111;border:#FBFBFB;button:#E9E9E9;player_text:#FBFBFB;playlist_text:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It happened again last night&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/RcsKgj5psdI/AAAAAAAAAHI/N5exvodkfJc/s1600-h/stinaworldissaved.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/RcsKgj5psdI/AAAAAAAAAHI/N5exvodkfJc/s200/stinaworldissaved.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029124963398431186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It happened again alright &lt;br /&gt;Honey it makes me want to cry &lt;br /&gt;Too late I fell out of bed &lt;br /&gt;Hit the ceiling instead &lt;br /&gt;I'd turned into a butterfly &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God didn't spend much time &lt;br /&gt;This was a hit and run &lt;br /&gt;Clearly the wings were oversized &lt;br /&gt;In all, nothing was right &lt;br /&gt;Still it was quite a sight &lt;br /&gt;I'd turned into a butterfly &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the last time I looked in a mirror &lt;br /&gt;It looked like it was going to be fine &lt;br /&gt;And the last time I looked in the mirror &lt;br /&gt;It looked like it was going to be fine &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby I don't know why &lt;br /&gt;I was the average guy &lt;br /&gt;And I was almost satisfied &lt;br /&gt;To be just one in the crowd &lt;br /&gt;Not too tall or too loud &lt;br /&gt;I turned into a butterfly &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired but always clean &lt;br /&gt;Staying away from dreams &lt;br /&gt;So I lie sleepless by your side most nights &lt;br /&gt;A twitch in my back &lt;br /&gt;Gently life would attack &lt;br /&gt;I'd turned into a butterfly &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the last time I looked in a mirror &lt;br /&gt;It looked like it was going to be fine &lt;br /&gt;And the last time I looked in the mirror &lt;br /&gt;It looked like it was going to be fine &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once past the drowning panic &lt;br /&gt;And the longing to fly &lt;br /&gt;Whatever I see in the mirror &lt;br /&gt;I'm sure that it's going to be fine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-5081059008645346759?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/5081059008645346759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=5081059008645346759' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/5081059008645346759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/5081059008645346759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/02/stina-nordenstam-butterfly.html' title='Stina Nordenstam - Butterfly'/><author><name>Ayça</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08182719683996798374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/SZFhRthUTVI/AAAAAAAAAmo/kRCr32LsER4/S220/4437047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/RcsKgj5psdI/AAAAAAAAAHI/N5exvodkfJc/s72-c/stinaworldissaved.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-7574534042596190508</id><published>2007-02-06T23:15:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T18:20:39.215+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='60s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='classic rock'/><title type='text'>The Byrds - Here Without You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.sendspace.com/file/5u19ix"&gt;Here Without You.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daytime just makes me feel lonely&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/Rcjw0h3v_8I/AAAAAAAAAG8/X4jV87HWPFY/s1600-h/The-Byrds-Preflyte-351150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/Rcjw0h3v_8I/AAAAAAAAAG8/X4jV87HWPFY/s200/The-Byrds-Preflyte-351150.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028533769195225026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night I can only dream about you&lt;br /&gt;Girl you're on my mind&lt;br /&gt;Nearly all of the time&lt;br /&gt;It's so hard being here without you.&lt;br /&gt;Words in my head keep repeating&lt;br /&gt;Things that you said when I was with you.&lt;br /&gt;And I wonder is it true&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel the same way too&lt;br /&gt;Its so hard being here without you&lt;br /&gt;Being here without you&lt;br /&gt;Oh I know this wont last&lt;br /&gt;I'll see you someday&lt;br /&gt;It seems as though that day will come never&lt;br /&gt;But theres one thing Ill swear&lt;br /&gt;Though youre far away&lt;br /&gt;I'll be thinking about you forever&lt;br /&gt;Streets that I walk on depress me&lt;br /&gt;Ones that were happy when I was with you&lt;br /&gt;Still with all the friends I know&lt;br /&gt;And with all the things I do&lt;br /&gt;It's so hard being here without you&lt;br /&gt;Being here without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Thanks to &lt;a href="http://copkusagi.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tolga&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-7574534042596190508?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/7574534042596190508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=7574534042596190508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/7574534042596190508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/7574534042596190508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/02/byrds-here-without-you.html' title='The Byrds - Here Without You'/><author><name>Ayça</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08182719683996798374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/SZFhRthUTVI/AAAAAAAAAmo/kRCr32LsER4/S220/4437047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/Rcjw0h3v_8I/AAAAAAAAAG8/X4jV87HWPFY/s72-c/The-Byrds-Preflyte-351150.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-1648207585014686066</id><published>2007-02-05T15:06:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T15:23:27.322+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='swedish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indie pop'/><title type='text'>Loney, Dear - I am John</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.loneydear.com/noir/im%20john.mp3"&gt;I am John&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;johnny and I, we got lost tonight,&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/Rccu5B3v_7I/AAAAAAAAAGw/j3gia9L5FgM/s1600-h/noir+subpop.jpg-for-web-normal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/Rccu5B3v_7I/AAAAAAAAAGw/j3gia9L5FgM/s200/noir+subpop.jpg-for-web-normal.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028039066272137138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;we got carried away, &lt;br /&gt;i takes someone like me, &lt;br /&gt;to lose track like that, &lt;br /&gt;to be troubled down, &lt;br /&gt;got a heart full of plans but nowhere to run, &lt;br /&gt;there were seventeen dogs out to track us down and &lt;br /&gt;i got some bruises and i got a scar but now, &lt;br /&gt;never gonna let you down, &lt;br /&gt;and i got it wrong like i knew i would and &lt;br /&gt;i told you, never gonna let you down, &lt;br /&gt;i must never let you down, &lt;br /&gt;but i will always let you &lt;br /&gt;and everything must start from here, &lt;br /&gt;in a morning with ease with somewhere to go, &lt;br /&gt;with no sticky feeling of going wrong without the heartbeats &lt;br /&gt;asking where you're gonna go with the trouble you wear, &lt;br /&gt;you want to wear it down, &lt;br /&gt;you want to make something new of this but never gonna make it home, &lt;br /&gt;never gonna make it &lt;br /&gt;someone i want now, &lt;br /&gt;somewhere i want to go, &lt;br /&gt;and i told you, &lt;br /&gt;never gonna let you down, &lt;br /&gt;never gonna let you down, &lt;br /&gt;but I will always let you down. &lt;br /&gt;i said johnny and i, we got lost tonight, &lt;br /&gt;but we doubled our chances we've got somewhere to go, &lt;br /&gt;we've got devils chasing us to hunt us down, &lt;br /&gt;and we know we can't go like this from now, &lt;br /&gt;i've got a feeling of you, &lt;br /&gt;and we danced for so long, &lt;br /&gt;i want your arms around me, &lt;br /&gt;said never gonna let you down, &lt;br /&gt;never gonna let you down, &lt;br /&gt;but i will always let you down &lt;br /&gt;I've got a feeling of you and we danced for so long, &lt;br /&gt;I want your arms around me like lovers do, &lt;br /&gt;and I'm never gonna let you down, never gonna let you down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-1648207585014686066?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/1648207585014686066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=1648207585014686066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/1648207585014686066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/1648207585014686066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/02/loney-dear-i-am-john.html' title='Loney, Dear - I am John'/><author><name>Ayça</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08182719683996798374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/SZFhRthUTVI/AAAAAAAAAmo/kRCr32LsER4/S220/4437047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/Rccu5B3v_7I/AAAAAAAAAGw/j3gia9L5FgM/s72-c/noir+subpop.jpg-for-web-normal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-2964748149052360983</id><published>2007-02-04T12:36:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T12:44:36.778+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='swedish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indie pop'/><title type='text'>Peter, Bjorn and John - Young Folks</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash"  src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" allowScriptAccess="always" width="300" height="23"  bgcolor="#000000"  id="radioblog_player_0"  FlashVars="id=0&amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Fambiome.free.fr%2Fradio.blog%2Fsounds%2FPeter%20Bjorn%20and%20John%20-%20Young%20Folks.rbs&amp;colors=body:#000000;border:#FBFBFB;button:#E9E9E9;player_text:#FBFBFB;playlist_text:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i told you things i did before&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/RcW4oB3v_6I/AAAAAAAAAGk/UxUG7OZGeYg/s1600-h/writersblock300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/RcW4oB3v_6I/AAAAAAAAAGk/UxUG7OZGeYg/s200/writersblock300.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027627556865572770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;told you how i used to be&lt;br /&gt;would you go along with someone like me&lt;br /&gt;if you knew my story word for word&lt;br /&gt;had all of my history&lt;br /&gt;would you go along with someone like me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did before and had my share&lt;br /&gt;it didn't lead nowhere&lt;br /&gt;i would go along with someone like you&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't matter what you did&lt;br /&gt;who you were hanging with&lt;br /&gt;we could stick around and see this night through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we don't care about the young folks&lt;br /&gt;talkin' bout the young style&lt;br /&gt;and we don't care about the old folks&lt;br /&gt;talkin' 'bout the old style too&lt;br /&gt;and we don't care about our own faults&lt;br /&gt;talkin' 'bout our own style&lt;br /&gt;all we care about is talking&lt;br /&gt;talking only me and you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;usually when things has gone this far&lt;br /&gt;people tend to disappear&lt;br /&gt;now it won't surprise me unless you do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can tell there's something goin' on&lt;br /&gt;hours seems to disappear&lt;br /&gt;everyone is leaving i'm still with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't matter what we do&lt;br /&gt;where we are going to&lt;br /&gt;we can stick around and see this night through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we don't care about the young folks&lt;br /&gt;talkin' bout the young style&lt;br /&gt;and we don't care about the old folks&lt;br /&gt;talkin' 'bout the old style too&lt;br /&gt;and we don't care about our own faults&lt;br /&gt;talkin' 'bout our own style&lt;br /&gt;all we care about is talking&lt;br /&gt;talking only me and you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we don't care about the young folks&lt;br /&gt;talkin' bout the young style&lt;br /&gt;and we don't care about the old folks&lt;br /&gt;talkin' 'bout the old style too&lt;br /&gt;and we don't care about our own faults&lt;br /&gt;talkin' 'bout our own style&lt;br /&gt;all we care about is talking&lt;br /&gt;talking only me and you&lt;br /&gt;(repeat)&lt;br /&gt;talking only me and you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking only me and you&lt;br /&gt;talking only me and you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-2964748149052360983?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/2964748149052360983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=2964748149052360983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/2964748149052360983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/2964748149052360983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/02/peter-bjorn-and-john-young-folks.html' title='Peter, Bjorn and John - Young Folks'/><author><name>Ayça</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08182719683996798374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/SZFhRthUTVI/AAAAAAAAAmo/kRCr32LsER4/S220/4437047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/RcW4oB3v_6I/AAAAAAAAAGk/UxUG7OZGeYg/s72-c/writersblock300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-6283608259023672697</id><published>2007-02-04T11:26:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T11:30:17.852+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indie rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='british'/><title type='text'>Arctic Monkeys - A Certain Romance</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash"  src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" allowScriptAccess="always" width="300" height="23"  bgcolor="#000000"  id="radioblog_player_0"  FlashVars="id=0&amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Fangecorrompu.free.fr%2Fradio.blog%2Fsounds%2FArctic%20Monkeys%20-%20A%20Certain%20Romance.rbs&amp;colors=body:#000000;border:#FBFBFB;button:#E9E9E9;player_text:#FBFBFB;playlist_text:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well oh they might wear classic Reeboks&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/RcWnfB3v_5I/AAAAAAAAAGY/f6pIIGpmiZ8/s1600-h/whateverpeoplesay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/RcWnfB3v_5I/AAAAAAAAAGY/f6pIIGpmiZ8/s200/whateverpeoplesay.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027608710549077906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or knackered Converse&lt;br /&gt;Or tracky bottoms tucked in socks&lt;br /&gt;But all of that's what the point is not&lt;br /&gt;The point's that there ain't no romance around there&lt;br /&gt;And there's the truth that they can't see&lt;br /&gt;They'd probably like to throw a punch at me&lt;br /&gt;And if you could only see them, then you would agree&lt;br /&gt;Agree that there ain't no romance around there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, oh it's a funny thing you know&lt;br /&gt;We'll tell 'em if you like&lt;br /&gt;We'll tell 'em all tonight&lt;br /&gt;They'll never listen&lt;br /&gt;Cause their minds are made up&lt;br /&gt;And course it's all okay to carry on that way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And over there there's broken bones&lt;br /&gt;There's only music, so that there's new ringtones&lt;br /&gt;And it don't take no Sherlock Holmes&lt;br /&gt;To see it's a little different around here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong, oh there's boys in bands&lt;br /&gt;And kids who like to scrap with pool cues in their hands&lt;br /&gt;And just cause he's had a coupla cans&lt;br /&gt;He thinks it's alright to act like a dickhead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know, oh it's a funny thing you know&lt;br /&gt;We'll tell em if you like&lt;br /&gt;We'll tell em all tonight&lt;br /&gt;They'll never listen&lt;br /&gt;Cause their minds are made up&lt;br /&gt;And course it's all okay to carry on that way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said no&lt;br /&gt;Oh no!&lt;br /&gt;Oh you won't get me to go!&lt;br /&gt;Anywhere, said anywhere&lt;br /&gt;I won't go&lt;br /&gt;Oh no no!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well over there there's friends of mine&lt;br /&gt;What can I say, I've known 'em for a long long time&lt;br /&gt;And yeah they might overstep the line&lt;br /&gt;But I just cannot get angry in the same way&lt;br /&gt;Not in the same way&lt;br /&gt;Not in the same way&lt;br /&gt;Oh no, oh no no&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-6283608259023672697?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/6283608259023672697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=6283608259023672697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/6283608259023672697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/6283608259023672697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/02/arctic-monkeys-certain-romance.html' title='Arctic Monkeys - A Certain Romance'/><author><name>Ayça</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08182719683996798374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/SZFhRthUTVI/AAAAAAAAAmo/kRCr32LsER4/S220/4437047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/RcWnfB3v_5I/AAAAAAAAAGY/f6pIIGpmiZ8/s72-c/whateverpeoplesay.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-6607315913055928856</id><published>2007-02-04T10:57:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T11:17:35.174+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='french rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indie'/><title type='text'>Kaolin - Partons Vite</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash"  src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" allowScriptAccess="always" width="300" height="23"  bgcolor="#111111"  id="radioblog_player_0"  FlashVars="id=0&amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Fcornelius.perso.cegetel.net%2Fradio.blog%2Fsounds%2FKaolin%20-%20Partons%20Vite.rbs&amp;colors=body:#111111;border:#FBFBFB;button:#E9E9E9;player_text:#FBFBFB;playlist_text:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allez danse, danse, vient dans mes bras,&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/RcWhxB3v_3I/AAAAAAAAAF8/FwjdwDnniCE/s1600-h/partonsvite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/RcWhxB3v_3I/AAAAAAAAAF8/FwjdwDnniCE/s200/partonsvite.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027602422716956530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allez tourne, tourne, reste avec moi,&lt;br /&gt;Allez partons vite si tu veux bien, dès le jour,&lt;br /&gt;Le soleil brille très haut tu sais,&lt;br /&gt;Mais j'aime ça, je t'attendais&lt;br /&gt;Alors partons vite si tu veux bien, Sans retour...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rit plus fort et parle-moi&lt;br /&gt;De nos projets, de nos rêves tout ça&lt;br /&gt;Donne-moi la main, embrasse-moi, mon amour&lt;br /&gt;Le temps comme ami, moi je veux bien&lt;br /&gt;Mais les amis ça va, ça vient,&lt;br /&gt;Alors partons vite brûler le jour et la nuit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evidemment, tu l'aimes encore,&lt;br /&gt;Je le vois bien tu sais, et puis alors ?&lt;br /&gt;Mais pour l'instant ferme tes yeux, passe ta main dans mes cheveux.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je veux entendre, ton cœur qui bat, tu sais, je crois qu'il chante pour moi&lt;br /&gt;Mais en douceur comme ça tout bas, comme un sourd&lt;br /&gt;Mon cœur lui s'emballe, il vole haut, peut être un peut trop haut pour moi&lt;br /&gt;Mais je m'en fou, je suis vivant pour de bon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allez danse, danse, regarde-moi&lt;br /&gt;Allez tourne, tourne, ne t'arrête pas&lt;br /&gt;Allez partons vite, si tu veux bien, dès le jour&lt;br /&gt;le soleil brille, profitons-en&lt;br /&gt;Je t'attendrai, je t'aime tant&lt;br /&gt;Alors vas-t'en vite si tu veux bien, sans retour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evidemment, tu l'aimes encore,&lt;br /&gt;Ça crève les yeux mon dieu, Tu l'aimes encore&lt;br /&gt;Mais pour l'instant ferme tes yeux, passe ta main dans mes cheveux&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allez danse mon amour! Allez danse!&lt;br /&gt;Faisons de nos enfants des droits !&lt;br /&gt;Fait tourner le monde mon amour, fait tourner le monde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allez danse, danse, retourne-toi&lt;br /&gt;Allez tourne, tourne, ne t'arrête pas&lt;br /&gt;Allez partons vite, si tu veux bien, dès le jour&lt;br /&gt;J'ai manqué d'air je m'en souviens,&lt;br /&gt;Toutes ses années sans toi sans rien&lt;br /&gt;Même mes chansons se baladaient le cœur lourd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evidemment, tu l'aimes encore,&lt;br /&gt;Ça crève les yeux mon dieu, ça crève les yeux mon dieu&lt;br /&gt;Mon dieu...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-6607315913055928856?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/6607315913055928856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=6607315913055928856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/6607315913055928856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/6607315913055928856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/02/kaolin-partons-vite.html' title='Kaolin - Partons Vite'/><author><name>Ayça</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08182719683996798374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/SZFhRthUTVI/AAAAAAAAAmo/kRCr32LsER4/S220/4437047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/RcWhxB3v_3I/AAAAAAAAAF8/FwjdwDnniCE/s72-c/partonsvite.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-4267350274815848831</id><published>2007-02-02T23:54:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T00:13:03.135+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='folk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indie rock'/><title type='text'>Troy Von Balthazar - Heroic Little Sisters</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" allowscriptaccess="always" bgcolor="#000000" id="radioblog_player_0" flashvars="id=0&amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.voixdugaou.com%2Fradio%2Fmalraux%2Fsounds%2FTroy%20Von%20Balthazar%20-%20Heroic%20Little%20Sisters.rbs&amp;amp;colors=body:#000000;border:#FBFBFB;button:#FFFFFF;player_text:#FBFBFB;playlist_text:#999999;" height="23" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We begot like horses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/B000B85272.01.MZZZZZZZ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px;" src="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/B000B85272.01.MZZZZZZZ.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Put your arms around us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We still have voices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Promise me you won't forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The government don't own us yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The government don't own us yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We're so lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Push your wings into me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We fuck like horses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Shouldn't we always be free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The government don't own us yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Heroic little sisters, cannot not be broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Heroic little sisters, cannot not be broken�&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-4267350274815848831?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/4267350274815848831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=4267350274815848831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/4267350274815848831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/4267350274815848831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/02/troy-von-balthazar-heroic-little.html' title='Troy Von Balthazar - Heroic Little Sisters'/><author><name>Jairbubbles</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-665893743749306355</id><published>2007-02-02T18:05:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T18:14:26.718+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='acoustic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indie'/><title type='text'>Kings of Convenience - Know How</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash"  src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" allowScriptAccess="always" width="300px" height="23px"  bgcolor="#111111"  id="radioblog_player_0"  FlashVars="id=0&amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2F39socram.free.fr%2Fradio.blog%2Fsounds%2FKings%20of%20Convenience%20-%20Know%20How.rbs&amp;colors=body:#111111;border:#FBFBFB;button:#D7D7D7;player_text:#FBFBFB;playlist_text:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riding on this know-how&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/RcNi2R3v_yI/AAAAAAAAAFM/MDPV9itsEkI/s1600-h/KingsOfConvenienceRiotOnAnEmptyStreet.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/RcNi2R3v_yI/AAAAAAAAAFM/MDPV9itsEkI/s200/KingsOfConvenienceRiotOnAnEmptyStreet.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026970293725298466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never been here before&lt;br /&gt;Peculiarly entrusted&lt;br /&gt;Possibly that's all&lt;br /&gt;Is history recorded?&lt;br /&gt;Does someone have a tape?&lt;br /&gt;Surely, I'm no pioneer&lt;br /&gt;Constellations stay the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a little bit of danger&lt;br /&gt;When intriguingly&lt;br /&gt;Our little secret&lt;br /&gt;Trusts that you trust me&lt;br /&gt;'Cause no one will ever know&lt;br /&gt;That this was happening&lt;br /&gt;So tell me why you listen&lt;br /&gt;When nobody's talking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is there to know?&lt;br /&gt;All this is what it is&lt;br /&gt;You and me alone&lt;br /&gt;Sheer simplicity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is there to know?&lt;br /&gt;All this is what it is&lt;br /&gt;You and me alone&lt;br /&gt;Sheer simplicity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is there to know?&lt;br /&gt;All this is what it is&lt;br /&gt;You and me alone&lt;br /&gt;Sheer simplicity&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-665893743749306355?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/665893743749306355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=665893743749306355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/665893743749306355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/665893743749306355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/02/kings-of-convenience-know-how.html' title='Kings of Convenience - Know How'/><author><name>Ayça</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08182719683996798374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/SZFhRthUTVI/AAAAAAAAAmo/kRCr32LsER4/S220/4437047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/RcNi2R3v_yI/AAAAAAAAAFM/MDPV9itsEkI/s72-c/KingsOfConvenienceRiotOnAnEmptyStreet.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080945146771712738.post-2075429348317255961</id><published>2007-02-02T17:08:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T17:16:34.794+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indie rock'/><title type='text'>Clap Your Hands Say Yeah - Heavy Metal</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash"  src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" allowScriptAccess="always" width="300px" height="23px"  bgcolor="#111111"  id="radioblog_player_0"  FlashVars="id=0&amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Fvincent21.free.fr%2Fradioblog%2Fradio.blog%2Fsounds%2FClap%20Your%20Hands%20Say%20Yeah-Heavy%20Metal.rbs&amp;colors=body:#111111;border:#FBFBFB;button:#E9E9E9;player_text:#FBFBFB;playlist_text:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now all the secrets of old age&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/RcNUix3v_xI/AAAAAAAAAFA/lnCe-mHep_8/s1600-h/clapyour.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/RcNUix3v_xI/AAAAAAAAAFA/lnCe-mHep_8/s200/clapyour.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026954565555060498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They tell us we should really stop&lt;br /&gt;They implore us oh&lt;br /&gt;They should adore us oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a year and now we find&lt;br /&gt;We're lost behind enemy lines&lt;br /&gt;They're gunning for us oh&lt;br /&gt;But they never even met us oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened to our heavy metal?&lt;br /&gt;What happened to our coat of arms?&lt;br /&gt;We find that we're stuck in the middle&lt;br /&gt;Picking up the pieces of our hearts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there will be no comfort&lt;br /&gt;For all that we have lost&lt;br /&gt;The actors seemed so happy&lt;br /&gt;But somehow ended all washed up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened to our heavy metal?&lt;br /&gt;What happened to our coat of arms?&lt;br /&gt;We find that we're stuck in the middle&lt;br /&gt;Picking up the pieces of our hearts&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080945146771712738-2075429348317255961?l=lyricsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/2075429348317255961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080945146771712738&amp;postID=2075429348317255961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/2075429348317255961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080945146771712738/posts/default/2075429348317255961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyricsfly.blogspot.com/2007/02/clap-your-hands-say-yeah-heavy-metal.html' title='Clap Your Hands Say Yeah - Heavy Metal'/><author><name>Ayça</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08182719683996798374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/SZFhRthUTVI/AAAAAAAAAmo/kRCr32LsER4/S220/4437047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2D6PzrlxDoE/RcNUix3v_xI/AAAAAAAAAFA/lnCe-mHep_8/s72-c/clapyour.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
