ha hah. i get you now. grr.. i hate my boyfriend.

classic rock is awsome. it's hard to find good music these days.

Yeah, here in Spain people only listen techno, Rnb or if they said that they like rock .....they are talkin' about new-metal or groups like Green Day...

Dude, are you in SPAIN!?!?!?!

Hell yeah, I'm spanish and I live in Spain

dude, that's frickin awesome!!!!!! do you have an accent? do they have popcorn there? i live in mississippi.

accent? when I talk? I supouse, but not like south american accent. For me it's hard to explain. Of course we've got pop corn it's "palomitas" on spanish

Cool. well, i just wondered about the popcorn. popcorn. i like popcorn.mmm.... when you live in spain with the cool people i live in mississippi with the stupid rednecks.

Oh don't worry I came from Salamanca (part of "tradicional" Spain)

a place full of rednecks (in Spain we said paletos) Now I'm living in Barcelona that is more cosmopolitan city (A Spanish version of NY)

I'm really from New Orleans, I hate new york. to busy for me. so can you speak spanish fluently? i can speak english. ha ha

all i know about spain is this :

the women are out of this world beautiful..

Oh camon I speak spanih perfectly. Pero va a ser muy dificil probarlo, a no ser que sepas algo de mi maravillosa lengua.;)

that's great but i'm a woman and the men here a ugly as hell!!

If you don't like it Why don't you muve to another state?

the hurricane. and besides i'm low on money. who do you live with? i am about to live by myself.

men are ugly everywhere :p

Now I live alone but in this sumer I muve to another flat with some friends



He he he...Spanish girls are so fuckin' great:D

SOME GUYS HERE ARE HOT.

Some guys are just......guys. You know. It's always the same:cool:

Gimme tha shot

Gimme tha cure

......................now what you done to my world?

i thought it was "catetos" ?

On a dark desert highway,
cool wind in my hair
Warm smell of colitas,
rising up through the air

Up ahead in the distance,
I saw a shimmering light,
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim,
I had to stop for the night

There she stood in the doorway;
I heard the mission bell
And I was thinking to myself,
'This could be Heaven or this could be Hell'

Then she lit up a candle,
and she showed me the way
There were voices down the corridor,
I thought I heard them say...

Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place
Such a lovely face
Plenty of room at the Hotel California
Any time of year, you can find it here

Her mind is Tiffany-twisted, she got the Mercedes Benz
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends
How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.
Some dance to remember, some dance to forget

So I called up the Captain,
'Please bring me my wine'
He said, 'We haven't had that spirit here
since nineteen sixty nine'

And still those voices are calling from far away,
Wake you up in the middle of the night
Just to hear them say...

Welcome to the Hotel California,
Such a lovely place,
Such a lovely face,
They're livin’ it up at the Hotel California,
What a nice surprise, bring your alibis

Mirrors on the ceiling,
The pink champagne on ice
And she said 'We are all just prisoners here,
of our own device'

And in the master's chambers,
They gathered for the feast
They stab it with their steely knives,
But they just can't kill the beast

Last thing I remember, I was
Running for the door
I had to find the passage back
To the place I was before

'Relax,' said the night man,
We are programmed to receive.
You can checkout any time you like,
but you can never leave!

Desperado, why don’t you come to your senses?
You been out ridin’ fences for so long now

Oh, you’re a hard one
I know that you got your reasons
These things that are pleasin’ you
Can hurt you somehow

Don’t you draw the queen of diamonds, boy
She’ll beat you if she’s able
You know the queen of hearts is always your best bet

Now it seems to me, some fine things
Have been laid upon your table
But you only want the ones that you can’t get

Desperado, oh, you ain’t gettin’ no younger
Your pain and your hunger, they’re drivin’ you home
And freedom, oh freedom well, that’s just some people talkin’
Your prison is walking through this world all alone

Don’t your feet get cold in the winter time?
The sky won’t snow and the sun won’t shine
It’s hard to tell the night time from the day
You’re losin’ all your highs and lows
Ain’t it funny how the feeling goes away?

Desperado, why don’t you come to your senses?
Come down from your fences, open the gate
It may be rainin’, but there’s a rainbow above you
You better let somebody love you, before it’s too late

Hello darkness, my old friend,
I’ve come to talk with you again,
Because a vision softly creeping,
Left it’s seeds while I was sleeping,
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence.

In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone,
’neath the halo of a street lamp,
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of
A neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence.

And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more.
People talking without speaking,
People hearing without listening,
People writing songs that voices never share
And no one dared
Disturb the sound of silence.

Fools said I, you do not know
Silence like a cancer grows.
Hear my words that I might teach you,
Take my arms that I might reach you.
But my words like silent raindrops fell,
And echoed
In the wells of silence

And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon God they made.
And the sign flashed out it’s warning,
In the words that it was forming.
And the signs said, the words of the prophets
Are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls.
And whispered in the sounds of silence.

I ain't no godamn son of a bitch.....

"Emotional Weather Report" by Tom Waits

late night and early morning low clouds
with a chance of fog
chance of showers into the afternoon
with variable high cloudiness
and gusty winds, gusty winds
at times around the corner of
Sunset and Alvorado
things are tough all over
when the thunder storms start
increasing over the southeast
and south central portions
of my apartment, I get upset
and a line of thunderstorms was
developing in the early morning
ahead of a slow moving coldfront
cold blooded
with tornado watches issued shortly
before noon Sunday, for the areas
including, the western region
of my mental health
and the northern portions of my
ability to deal rationally with my
disconcerted precarious emotional
situation, it's cold out there
colder than a ticket taker's smile
at the Ivar Theatre, on a Saturday night
flash flood watches covered the
southern portion of my disposition
there was no severe weather well
into the afternoon, except for a lone gust of
wind in the bedroom
in a high pressure zone, covering the eastern
portion of a small suburban community
with a 103 and millibar high pressure zone
and a weak pressure ridge extending from
my eyes down to my cheeks cause since
you left me baby
and put the vice grips on my mental health
well the extended outlook for an
indefinite period of time until you
come back to me baby is high tonight
low tomorrow, and precipitation is
expected

"What's he building?" by Tom Waits
What's he building in there?
What the hell is he building
In there?
He has subscriptions to those
Magazines... He never
Waves when he goes by
He's hiding something from
The rest of us... He's all
To himself... I think I know
Why... He took down the
Tire swing from the Peppertree
He has no children of his
Own you see... He has no dog
And he has no friends and
His lawn is dying... and
What about all those packages
He sends. What's he building in there?
With that hook light
On the stairs. What's he building
In there... I'll tell you one thing
He's not building a playhouse for
The children what's he building
In there?

Now what's that sound from under the door?
He's pounding nails into a
Hardwood floor... and I
Swear to god I heard someone
Moaning low... and I keep
Seeing the blue light of a
T.V. show...
He has a router
And a table saw... and you
Won't believe what Mr. Sticha saw
There's poison underneath the sink
Of course... But there's also
Enough formaldehyde to choke
A horse... What's he building
In there. What the hell is he
Building in there? I heard he
Has an ex-wife in some place
Called Mayors Income, Tennessee
And he used to have a
consulting business in Indonesia...
but what is he building in there?
What the hell is building in there?

He has no friends
But he gets a lot of mail
I'll bet he spent a little
Time in jail...
I heard he was up on the
Roof last night
Signaling with a flashlight
And what's that tune he's
Always whistling...
What's he building in there?
What's he building in there?

We have a right to know...

I don't know if I like this song more, or if it makes me grind my teeth more (it makes me do that, see). It came out when I was 5 or 6, and I remember being that young and entirely understanding where this guy was coming from. Suckful that is.

Faster Pussycat, House of Pain

It's a little past supper time
I'm still out on the porch step sittin' on my behind,
Waiting for you.
Wondrin' if everything's alright,
Momma said,"Come in boy, don't waste your time,"
I said,"I've got time. Well he'll be here soon."
Five years old and talkin' to myself.
Where were you? Where'd ya go? Daddy can't you tell?

I'm not tryin' to fake it, and I ain't the one to blame.
No, there's no one home in my house of pain.
I didn't write these pages and my script's been re-arranged.
No, there's no one home in my house of pain.

Wasn't I worth the time?
A boy needs a daddy like a dance to mime and all the time,
I looked up to you.
I paced my room a million times.
And all I ever got was one big line, the same old lie.
How could you?
Well I was eighteen and still talkin' to myself.
Where were you? Where'd ya go? Daddy can't ya tell?
I'm not tryin' to fake it, and I ain't the one to blame.
No, there's no one home in my house of pain.
I didn't write these pages and my script's been re-arranged.
No, there's no one home in my house of pain.
No, there's no one home in my house of pain.

Weakness....Opeth

Found you there in the blink of an eye
I miss you
Turned away into a thousand dreams
Found out what they mean

Lost you there in a moment of truth
I trust you
Gave away the one and only heart
A gift to tear apart

Stain me, save me
Take me to my home
Hold me, show me
Take me to my home

Weaker now, drawing fluid from me
You kill me
I'm not afraid of what you have just done
But of what you've just become

"Cool Vibes" by Vanilla Ninja:

Don't want you to lead me to the dark
Don't need you to tear my heart apart
Don't do that, though people say that you're my enemy
I know you can set me free (Oh oh...)

Don't want you to come so close to me
Don't need you to blow my fantasy
But I know that you are livin' far beyond those lies
I can see the danger rise in your eyes

Cool vibes, why don't you kill me?
Cool vibes, why don't you turn your eyes away?
Can't you see we're free to die?
Cool vibes, all we can do is fight and pray

Cool vibes, why don't you thrill me? (Cool vibes)
Cool vibes, why don't you kill me?
All that I can see are shadows of my destiny (Oh oh...)

Don't want you to make me feel afraid
Don't need you to take away the hate
But I know that you will break the seal of mystery
Leave it to my fantasy, what will be?

Cool vibes, why don't you kill me?
Cool vibes, why don't you turn your eyes away?
Can't you see we're free to die?
Cool vibes, all we can do is fight and pray (Oh oh...)

Cool vibes, why don't you thrill me? (Cool vibes)
Cool vibes, why don't you kill me?
All that I can see are shadows of my destiny

Stay close to me, infinity
Enigma's what we share
But I don't care
You'll be there

Cool vibes, why don't you kill me? (Cool vibes)
Cool vibes, why don't you turn your eyes away?
Can't you see we're free to die?
Cool vibes, all we can do is fight and pray
(For some broken heroes)

Cool vibes, why don't you thrill me? (Cool vibes)
Cool vibes, why don't you kill me? (Cool vibes)
All that I can see are shadows of my destiny

Yeah these words mean the same.

one of my favorite bands ever is a california power pop band called Sparks .. which mainly consist of 2 brothers, Ron and Russel Mael.

their lyrics have always been clever and funny ..

this song : Here in Heaven ..

is basically about what Romeo was thinking when he killed himself only to find out that Juliette was still alive :


'Here in Heaven" - Sparks

Here, there are lots of things to do
And a panoramic view
Of the universe completely surrounding you and me
You cannot buy souvenirs
You're never going back, never, never
Basically, I guess it could be worse
Yes, I do suppose it could be worse

Here, there are many, many sheep
And the people only sleep
And awake to tell how gory and gruesome was their end
And I don't have many friends
And it's really very clean and I'm thinking
Juliet, you broke our little pact
Juliet, I'm never coming back

Up here in Heaven without you
I'm here in Heaven without you
Up here in Heaven without you
It is Hell knowing that your health will keep you out of here
For years and years and years

Dear, do you often think of me
As you overlook the sea
Do I qualify as dearly departed or am I
That sucker in the sky
The fall guy for the first and the last time
Juliet, I thought we had agreed
Now I know why you let me take the lead

Up here in Heaven without you
I'm here in Heaven without you
Up here in Heaven without you
It is Hell knowing that your health will keep you out of here
For many, many years

Second thoughts, is that what you had?
Second thoughts, first I broke my back
Second thoughts, as I hit the sea
Second thoughts, for eternity, for eternity, for eternity

Up here in Heaven without you
I'm here in Heaven without you
Up here in Heaven without you
It is Hell knowing that your health will keep you out of here
For years and years and years

This is a favorite of mine at the moment and it goes out to a fuckin' bitch I know:

I've got nothing to live for
Who does anyway
My feelings for you are done
And I'm falling
Out Of Love
With You

The truth is so clear to me
You can't Walk away
This madness binds you to this pain everyday

ZEKE - Out Of Love

......and Wolly Bully :D

Thats song always makes me grin!
http://maurers.home.mindspring.com/BestofSamtheSham.jpg
Just like the man himself.

Everyone has a different version of lyrics for this so yeh go with what comes to you :p

Hooker with a Penis

I met a boy wearing Vans, 501s, and a
Dope Beastie t, nipple rings, and
New tattoos that claimed that he
Was OGT,
From '92,
The first EP.

And in between
Sips of Coke
He told me that
He thought
We were sellin' out,
Layin' down,
Suckin' up
To the man.

Well now I've got some
A-dvice for you, little buddy.
Before you point the finger
You should know that
I'm the man,

And if I'm the man,

Then you're the man, and
He's the man as well so you can
Point that fuckin' finger up your ass.

All you know about me is what I've sold you,
Dumb fuck.
I sold out long before you ever heard my name.

I sold my soul to make a record,
Dip shit,
And you bought one.

So I've got some
Advice for you, little buddy.
Before you point your finger
You should know that
I'm the man,

If I'm the fuckin' man
Then you're the fuckin' man as well
So you can
Point that fuckin' finger up your ass.

All you know about me is what I've sold you,
Dumb fuck.
I sold out long before you ever heard my name.

I sold my soul to make a record,
Dip shit,
And you bought one.

All you read and
Wear or see and
Hear on TV
Is a product
Begging for your
Fatass dirty
Dollar

So...Shut up and

Buy my new record
Send more money
Fuck you, buddy.

I'm not a big fan of Tool but I love Aenima album...and of course this song

Last Day On Earth...Marilyn Manson

Yesterday was a million years ago
In all my past lives I played an asshole
Now I found you, it's almost too late
And this earth seems obliviating
We are trembling in our crutches
High and dead our skin is glass
I'm so empty here without you
I crack my xerox hands

I know it's the last day on earth
We'll be together while the planet dies
I know it's the last day on earth
We'll never say goodbye

The dogs slaughter each other softly
Love burns it's casualties
We are damaged provider modules
Spill the seeds at our children's feet
I'm so empty here without you
I know they want me dead

I know it's the last day on earth

Lords of the New Church-Open Your eyes

Video games train the kids for war. Army chic in high-fashion
stores. Law and order's done their job. Prisons filled while
the rich still rob. Assassination politics. Violence rules
within' our nation's midst. Well ignorance is their power tool.
You'll only know what they want you to know. The television
cannot lie. Controlling media with smokescreen eyes. Nuclear
politicians picture show. The acting's lousy but the blind don't
know. They scare us all with threats of war. So we forget
just how bad things are. You taste the fear when you're all
alone. They gonna git'cha when you're on your own. The silence
of conspiracy. Slaughtered on the altar of apathy. You gotta
wake up from your sleep. 'Cause meek inherits earth...six feet
deep.
Open your eyes see the lies right in front of ya.
Open your eyes.....

Steve Bators (R.I.P)

like, these are like the best lyrics like ever.


Trio: Da Da Da

What you will and what you won't
What you do and what you don't
What you can and what you can't
This is what you need to know:
Loved you though it didn't show
Ich liebe dich nicht, du liebst mich nicht
Ich liebe dich nicht, du liebst mich nicht
Ich liebe dich nicht, du liebst mich nicht
Ich liebe dich nicht, du liebst mich nicht
da da da
da da da
da da da
da da da
Da da da Ich liebe dich nicht, du liebst mich nicht
Da da da Ich liebe dich nicht, du liebst mich nicht
Da da da Ich liebe dich nicht, du liebst mich nicht
Da da da Ich liebe dich nicht, du liebst mich nicht
da da da
da da da
da da da
da da da
(whispered)
Ich liebe dich nicht, du liebst mich nicht, aha
Ich liebe dich nicht, du liebst mich nicht, aha
Ich liebe dich nicht, du liebst mich nicht, aha
Ich liebe dich nicht, du liebst mich nicht.
I know why you ran away, aha
Understand you couldn't stay, aha
Wonder where you are today, aha
After all was said and done
It was right for you to run!
Ich liebe dich nicht, du liebst mich nicht, aha
Ich liebe dich nicht, du liebst mich nicht, aha
Ich liebe dich nicht, du liebst mich nicht, aha
Ich liebe dich nicht, du liebst mich nicht
da da da
da da da
da da da
da da da
Da da da Ich liebe dich nicht, du liebst mich nicht
Da da da Ich liebe dich nicht, du liebst mich nicht
Da da da Ich liebe dich nicht, du liebst mich nicht
Da da da Ich liebe dich nicht, du liebst mich nicht
da da da
da da da
da da da

Awesome:eek:

Steve Bators?

Its Stiv dude :)

Oh shit!!! thanks, someday I would put my post on spanglish. I need a holydays.