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[Joan Of Arc]

Michelle - The Beatles

[Joan Of Arc]

Norvegian Wood - The Beatles

(ha dei messaggi nascosti allucinanti)

[Lotus Eater]

Björk - Army Of Me

[Joan Of Arc]

Lost In The Supermarket - The Clash

[klelia]

coldplay-fix you

[Zack]

viva la vida . roy paci

[columbia83]

kasabian - L.S.F / Telecronaca Inghilterra- Paraguay

[Lotus Eater]

The Smiths - Cemetry Gates

[klelia]

Black Rebel Motorcycle Club , Devil's Waitin'

Out on the corner with cast iron blood
10,000 more with hearts on their own
the say i might die i maybe cold
I may have no jesus I may have no soul
In prison I hear there's time to be good
but the first thing you see is the last thing you should

Well i've seen the battle and I've seen the war
And the life laying here is the life i've been told
Well i've seen the battle and I've seen the war
And the life laying here is the life i've been sold

they say theres a path soon where i'll stand to judge
but the devils a waiting with christ like a son
when the look comes your way best say was I
for the reasons you hold give reasons to die
the callings impatient but the calls never won
but the last one to say it may last through the flood

Well i've seen the battle and I've seen the war
And the life laying here is the life i've been sold
Well i've seen the battle and I've seen the war
And the life I have here is the life i've been told

and born in the mirror where lifes just begun
and i've roamed from the reasons and roamed to the gun
they say i'm the killer and thy will be done
and the doors won't be open when i finally become

and i've seen the battle and I've seen the war
And the life laying here is the life i've been sold
yeah i've seen the battle and I've seen the war
And the life laying here is the life i've been told



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.....e non è IV!
quindi se dovete fare i soliti curiosoni inventatevi un altro nome!

[Joan Of Arc]

The Smiths - Cemetry Gates

A dreaded sunny day
So I meet you at the cemetery gates
Keats and Yeats are on your side

A dreaded sunny day
So I meet you at the cemetery gates
Keats and Yeats are on your side
While Wilde is on mine

So we go inside and we gravely read the stones
All those people all those lives
Where are they now?
With the loves and hates
And passions just like mine
They were born
And then they lived and then they died
Seems so unfair
And I want to cry

You say: "ere thrice the sun done salutation to the dawn"
And you claim these words as your own
But I've read well, and I've heard them said
A hundred times, maybe less, maybe more

If you must write prose and poems
The words you use should be your own
Don't plagiarise or take "on loans"
There's always someone, somewhere
With a big nose, who knows
And who trips you up and laughs
When you fall
Who'll trip you up and laugh
When you fall

You say: "ere long done do does did"
Words which could only be your own
And then you then produce the text
From whence was ripped some dizzy whore, 1804

A dreaded sunny day
So let's go where we're happy
And I meet you at the cemetery gates
Oh Keats and Yeats are on your side

A dreaded sunny day
So let's go where we're wanted
And I meet you at the cemetery gates
Keats and Yeats are on your side
But you lose because Wilde is on mine


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I'm A Man - Pulp