Club der wilden Oldies

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Nazareth...! roxx!!!

JubJub

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"Lay back in the arms of someone,
You give in to the charms of someone,
Lay back in the arms of someone you love.
Lay back in the arms of someone,
When you feel you're a part of someone,
Lay back in the arms of someone you love."

na los ihr müden krieger...................T A N Z E N ! ! !

*mal Star Spangled Banner - die Jimi Hendrix Interpretation davon - anmacht... nix zum "singen", aber zum GENIESSEN...

JubJub

das lied ist irgendwie......unbeschreiblich, aber saugeil.....

was man unter drogen alles spielen kann!!!

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ich steh auf dieses Lied :seelove ....das muss ich auch nicht kommentieren, oder?
Und weil es soooo schön ist, ich es auch gerade höre, mal in vollen 8 Minuten und 28 Sekunden!

"A long, long time ago,
I can still remember
how that music used to make me smile
And I know if I had my chance,
That I could make those people dance
and maybe they'd be happy for a while

But February made me shiver,
with every paper I'd deliver
Bad news on the doorstep,
I couldn't take one more step

I can't remember if I cried
when I read about his widowed bride
Something touched me deep inside
The day the music died

*Chorus*

So bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levy but the levy was dry
And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
Singin' this will be the day that I die,
this will be the day that I die

Did you write the book of love
And do you have faith in god above,
if the bible tells you so?
Do you believe in rock and roll
Can music save your mortal soul
and can you teach me how to dance real slow?

Well I know that you're in love with him
'cuz I saw you dancin' in the gym
You both kicked off your shoes,
man I dig those rhythm and blues

I was a lonely teenage broncin' buck
with a pink carnation and a pickup truck
But I knew that I was out of luck
the day the music died

I started singin'

*Chorus*

Now for ten years we've been on our own,
and moss grows fat on a rolling stone
but that's not how it used to be
When the jester sang for the king and queen
in a coat he borrowed from James Dean
in a voice that came from you and me

And while the king was looking down,
the jester stole his thorny crown
The courtroom was adjourned,
no verdict was returned

And while Lennon read a book on Marx,
the quartet practiced in the park
And we sang dirges in the dark
the day the music died

we were singin'

*Chorus*

Helter skelter in a summer swelter
the birds flew off with a fallout shelter,
eight miles high and fallin' fast
It landed foul on the grass
the players tried for a forward pass,
with the jester on the sidelines in a cast

Now at halftime there was sweet perfume,
while sergeants played a marching tune
We all got up to dance,
but we never got the chance

'Cuz the players tried to take the field,
the marching band refused to yield
Do you recall what was the feel
the day the music died

we started singin'

*Chorus*

And there we were all in one place,
a generation lost in space,
with no time left to start again
So come on Jack be nimble, Jack be quick,
Jack Flash sat on a candle stick,
'cuz fire is the devil's only friend

And as I watched him on the stage,
my hands were clenched in fists of rage
No angel born in Hell
could break that Satan's spell

And as the flames climbed high into the night
to light the sacrificial rite
I saw Satan laughing with delight
the day the music died

he was singin'

*Chorus*

I met a girl who sang the blues
And I asked her for some happy news,
but she just smiled and turned away
I went down to the sacred store
Where I'd heard the music years before,
but the man there said the music wouldn't play

But in the streets the children screamed,
the lovers cried and the poets dreamed
But not a word was spoken,
the church bells were all broken

And the three men I admire most,
the Father, Son, and the Holy Ghost
They caught the last train for the coast
the day the music died

And they were singin'

So bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levy but the levy was dry
And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
Singin' this will be the day that I die."

...Those were the days, my frien,
we thought they'd never end,
we'd sing and dance, forever and a day...
we'd lead the lives we choose,
we'd fight and never loose,
those were the days, oh yes those were the days..."...

JubJub

"Wake up Maggie I think I got something to say to you
It's late September and I really should be back at school
I know I keep you amused but I feel I'm being used
Oh Maggie I couldn't have tried any more
You lured me away from home just to save you from being alone
You stole my heart and that's what really hurts"

der abend geht weiter!

*Jetzt mal Bock auf Hans Hartz hat...*
"Komm her Marie, ein letztes Glas,
genießen wir den Augenblick,
ab morgen gibts statt Wein nur Wasser...
Komm her und schenk uns nochmal ein,
so viel wird morgen anders sein,
Marie, die Welt wird langsam blasser...

Die weißen Tauben sind müde
sie fliegen lange schon nicht mehr
sie haben viel zu schwere Flügel
und ihre Schnäbel sind längst leer...
jedoch die Falken fliegen weiter,
sie sind so stark wie nie vorher
und ihre Flügel waren breiter
und täglich kommen immer mehr,
nur weiße Tauben fliegen nicht mehr...

JubJub

Dann werfe ich mal eine morgendliche Corega-Tabs in die Runde!

Und nun wird abgetanzt zu Madonna: :dance

"Some boys kiss me, some boys hug me
I think they're O.K.
If they don't give me proper credit
I just walk away

They can beg and they can plead
But they can't see the light, that's right
'Cause the boy with the cold hard cash
Is always Mister Right, 'cause we are

Chorus:

Living in a material world
And I am a material girl
You know that we are living in a material world
And I am a material girl"

Ich sag auch mal Tag - so mit meinen 39 :rolleyes - leider hab ich jetzt keine Zeit - muss zum Amt :angry .
Cu!
Li

Zitat

Original geschrieben von Tatellah Satah
ich steh auf dieses Lied :seelove ....das muss ich auch nicht kommentieren, oder?
Und weil es soooo schön ist, ich es auch gerade höre, mal in vollen 8 Minuten und 28 Sekunden!

"A long, long time ago,
I can still remember
how that music used to make me smile
And I know if I had my chance,
That I could make those people dance
and maybe they'd be happy for a while

But February made me shiver,
with every paper I'd deliver
Bad news on the doorstep,
I couldn't take one more step

I can't remember if I cried
when I read about his widowed bride
Something touched me deep inside
The day the music died

*Chorus*

So bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levy but the levy was dry
And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
Singin' this will be the day that I die,
this will be the day that I die

Did you write the book of love
And do you have faith in god above,
if the bible tells you so?
Do you believe in rock and roll
Can music save your mortal soul
and can you teach me how to dance real slow?

Well I know that you're in love with him
'cuz I saw you dancin' in the gym
You both kicked off your shoes,
man I dig those rhythm and blues

I was a lonely teenage broncin' buck
with a pink carnation and a pickup truck
But I knew that I was out of luck
the day the music died

I started singin'

*Chorus*

Now for ten years we've been on our own,
and moss grows fat on a rolling stone
but that's not how it used to be
When the jester sang for the king and queen
in a coat he borrowed from James Dean
in a voice that came from you and me

And while the king was looking down,
the jester stole his thorny crown
The courtroom was adjourned,
no verdict was returned

And while Lennon read a book on Marx,
the quartet practiced in the park
And we sang dirges in the dark
the day the music died

we were singin'

*Chorus*

Helter skelter in a summer swelter
the birds flew off with a fallout shelter,
eight miles high and fallin' fast
It landed foul on the grass
the players tried for a forward pass,
with the jester on the sidelines in a cast

Now at halftime there was sweet perfume,
while sergeants played a marching tune
We all got up to dance,
but we never got the chance

'Cuz the players tried to take the field,
the marching band refused to yield
Do you recall what was the feel
the day the music died

we started singin'

*Chorus*

And there we were all in one place,
a generation lost in space,
with no time left to start again
So come on Jack be nimble, Jack be quick,
Jack Flash sat on a candle stick,
'cuz fire is the devil's only friend

And as I watched him on the stage,
my hands were clenched in fists of rage
No angel born in Hell
could break that Satan's spell

And as the flames climbed high into the night
to light the sacrificial rite
I saw Satan laughing with delight
the day the music died

he was singin'

*Chorus*

I met a girl who sang the blues
And I asked her for some happy news,
but she just smiled and turned away
I went down to the sacred store
Where I'd heard the music years before,
but the man there said the music wouldn't play

But in the streets the children screamed,
the lovers cried and the poets dreamed
But not a word was spoken,
the church bells were all broken

And the three men I admire most,
the Father, Son, and the Holy Ghost
They caught the last train for the coast
the day the music died

And they were singin'

So bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levy but the levy was dry
And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
Singin' this will be the day that I die."

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Einer meiner absoluten Lieblingssongs!!! :love :applaus

und der is auch schöööööön........

"To everything, turn, turn, turn.
There is a season, turn, turn, turn.
And a time to every purpose under heaven.
A time to be born, a time to die.
A time to plant, a time to reap.
A time to kill, a time to heal.
A time to laugh, a time to weep.

To everything, turn, turn, turn.
There is a season, turn, turn, turn.
And a time to every purpose under heaven.
A time to build up, a time to break down.
A time to dance, a time to mourn.
A time to cast away stones.
A time to gather stones together.

To everything, turn, turn, turn.
There is a season, turn, turn, turn.
And a time to every purpose under heaven.
A time of love, a time of hate.
A time of war, a time of peace.
A time you may embrace.
A time to refrain from embracing.

To everything, turn, turn, turn.
There is a season, turn, turn, turn.
And a time to every purpose under heaven.
A time to gain, a time to lose.
A time to rend, a time to sow.
A time for love, a time for hate.
A time for peace, I swear it's not too late."

besonders die letzte zeile! (ist so wahr....)

"The eastern world, it is explodin'
violence flarin', bullets loadin'
yer old enough to kill, but not for votin'
you don't believe in war but what's that on yer token
and even the jordan river has bodies floatin'
and ya
tell me over and over and over again my friend
you don't believe
we're on the eve
of destruction..."

JubJub

Gut, dann tanzen wir jetzt noch ein wenig mit Depeche Mode ab: :dance

"People are people so why should it be
You and I should get along so awfully

So we're different colours
And we're different creeds
And different people have different needs
It's obvious you hate me
Though I've done nothing wrong
I never even met you
So what could I have done

I can't understand
What makes a man
Hate another man
Help me understand

People are people so why should it be
You and I should get along so awfully

Help me understand"

"Wenn selbst ein Kind nicht mehr lacht wie ein Kind
dann sind wir jenseits von Eden
Wenn wir nicht fühlen, die Erde sie weint wie kein andrer Planet
dann haben wir umsonst gelebt

Wenn eine Träne nur Wasser noch ist
dann sind wir jenseits von Eden
wenn man für Liebe bezahlen muss, nur um einmal zärtlich zu sein
dann haben wir umsonst gelebt

(...)

Wenn unser Glaube nicht siegen kann
dann sind wir jenseits von Eden
wenn jede Hoffnung nur ein Horizont ist, den man niemals erreicht
dann haben wir umsonst gelebt

(...)"

So...treffend, find ich.....

Dann beginnen wir den Morgen mal mit Tina Turner - lief heute früh (sehr, sehr früh!) im Radio:

"Tell me lawyer what to do
I think i'm falling in love with you
Defend me from the way i feel

Won't you give me some advice
How to handle my private life
I'm sure that we can make a deal

I confess i'm a fool for a man
With a clever mind
But your intellect ain't no match
For this heart of mine

All i want is a little reaction
Just enough to tip the scales
I'm just using my female attraction
On a typical male
On a typical male"