Arctic Monkeys

[MODs]

mi sa che in quella da 92 ci sono dentro canzoni spagnoleggianti... lo scaricai una settimana fa
oppure è un transcode

io scaricai i kaiser chiefs...erano canzoni francesi

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ma "If You Found This It's Probably Too Late" è già in circolazione? o me la sono persa in queste 50pagine di topic

GRAZIE!

[MODs]

ma "If You Found This It's Probably Too Late" è già in circolazione? o me la sono persa in queste 50pagine di topic

GRAZIE!

è l'unica che manca all'appello(oltre a 2 canzoni inedite che saranno nella versione giapponese dell'album come al solito),ma l'hanno suonata dal vivo al concerto inglese di ieri...comunque entro il fine settimana spero (e credo)che avremo già l'album e il singolo in versione decente....

[MODs]

NME gli ha dato 9....più che scontato:anche se faceva schifo loro volevano un nuovo Morning Glory da osannare (anche se FWN non è nemmeno l'unghia di Morning Glory....)

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grazie MODs del sunto! faccio fatica a seguire sto topic... cmq la versione dell'album a me sembra molto buona! non l'ho ascoltata ancora tutta bene, ma mi sembra ok!
allora attenderò con pazienza le tracce mancanti!! grazie ancora

[Guagno_]

venerdi' mi arriva il singolo di brian

[MODs]

grazie MODs del sunto! faccio fatica a seguire sto topic... cmq la versione dell'album a me sembra molto buona! non l'ho ascoltata ancora tutta bene, ma mi sembra ok!
allora attenderò con pazienza le tracce mancanti!! grazie ancora

tranne blalaclava che ha alcuni problemi verso la parte finale,il resto è ok

[grievance]

et voilà
tutti i testi:

BRIANSTORM
Brian
Top marks for not trying
So I'd like you to bless us with your effortlessness
We're grateful and so strangely comforted
And I wonder
Are you putting us under
'Cos we can't take our eyes off
the t-shirt and ties combination
Well see ya later Innovator!
Some want to kiss some want to kick you
There's not a net you couldn't slip through
Or at least that's the impression I get
'Cos you're smooth and you're wet
And she's not aware yet, but she's yours
She'll be sayin' "Use me"
Show me the Jacuzzi
I imagine that it's there on a plate
you're our rendezvous rate
Means you'll never be frightened
To make em' wait for a while
I doubt it's your style
Not to get what you set
Out to acquire
The eyes are on fire
You are the un-forcasted storm
Calm, Collected and Commanding
(Top marks for not trying)
You hit the other story standing
With your renditions and jokes
I bet there's hundreds of blokes
That have wept 'cos you've stolen their...
Thunder
Are you putting us under
'Cos we can't take our eyes of his t-shirt
and ties combination
Well see ya later
Innovator

TEDDY PICKER
It's led up to the point where they provoke
The punchline before they have told the joke
Can see a desperation to be seen
Staring at the television screen
It's led up to the point where they provoke
you to tell the fecking punchline before you've told the joke
Im sorry, sunshine, it doesn't exist
It wasn't in the top 100 list
And it's the thousandth time and and it's even bolder
Don't be surprised when you get bent over
They told ya but you were dying for it
Saw it as he grabbed it and it wasn't what it seemed
The kids all dream of making it
Whatever that means
Another variation on a theme
A tangle on the television and a magazine
Do you reckon that they do it for a joke?
Do you reckon that they make them take an oath?
It says that we are defenders
Of any poser or professional pretender around
When do your lists and replay
They twist and turn like a fist
Replace, The kids dont concern
Cause if your bothered i dont want your breath
Save it for the morning after
And it's the thousandth time and it's even bolder
Don't be surprised when you get bent over
They told ya but you were gagging for it
Let's have a game on the Teddy Picker
Not quick enough
Can I have it quicker?
Already thick
Can you get in thicker?
Let's have a game on the Teddy Picker
Not quick enough
Can I have it quicker?
Already thick
Can you get in thicker?
Assuming that all things are equal
Who'd want to be men of the people
When there's people like you?

D IS FOR DANGEROUS
He knew what he wanted to say
But he didnt know how to word it
The dirty little herbert
Was thinking an escape
But the place was well guarded
The guiltyness that started
Soon as the other part had stopped
D is for Delightful
And try and keep your trousers on
I think you should know you're his favourite worst nightmare
D is for...
Desperately trying to stimulate what it was that was alright
Three quarters of an hour ago
That had led him to be in a position
And every compromission
Another freak episode
He's nearing the brink but he thinks first
The parallel universe perhaps could be the perfect scene
He's nearing the brink but he thinks first
The parallel universe perhaps could be the perfect scene
He's nearing the brink but he thinks first
The parallel universe perhaps could be the perfect scene
He's nearing the brink but he thinks first
The parallel
I think you should know you're his favourite worst nightmare
D is for delightful
and try and keep your trousers on
you should know you're his favourite worst nightmare

BALACLAVA
Running off over next doors garden before the hour is done
It's more a question of feeling than it is a qestion of fun
The confidence is the balaclava, I'm sure you'll baffle 'em good
But the end in reek of salty cheeks an running make up alone
Oh well blood runs down the face of a boy bewiledered and scorned
Well you find yourself in a scurmage where you wish you'd never been born
You tie yourself to the tracks an there isn't no going back
An it's wrong wrong wrong but we'll do it anyway cause we love a bit of trouble
You're pulling her form a burning building an throwing her to the sharks
You can only hope that the envy'ness is as pleasurable as the start
The confidence is the balaclava, I'm sure you'll baffle them straight
And it's wrong wrong wrong an she can hardly wait
That's right, he won't let her out his sight
Now the shaggers perform an the daggers are drawn
Who's the krooks in this crime?
That's right, he won't let her out his sight
Now the shaggers perform an the daggers are drawn
Who's the krooks in this...crime!?
That's right, he won't let her out his sight
That's right, he won't let her out his sight
That's right, he won't let her out his sight
You'll be able to pose tell the day of the most all this heights of old time
You knew that it would be trouble right before the very first kiss
Consuming but the
she asked you to take it off
but you resisted and faught
sorry sweet, please no drama
keep on the balaclava

FLUORESCENT ADOLESCENT
You used to get it in your fishnets
Now you only get it in your night dress
Started all the naughty nights with niceness
Now you're in a very common crisis
Everything's in order in a black home
Nothing is as pretty since he passed on
That Bloody Mary's dripping in Tabasco
Remember when he used to be a rascal?
Oh that boy's a slag
The best you ever had
The best you ever had
Is just a memory and those dreams
Not as daft as they seem
Not as daft as they seem
My love when you dream them up...
Flicking through a little book of sex tips
Remember when the boys were all electric?
Now when she tells she's gonna get it
I'm guessing that she found it - just forget it
Figures for not getting sentimental
Said she wasn't going but she went still
Now she gets her fella to be gentle
Was it a knickerbocker or a betting pencil?
Oh that boy's a slag
The best you ever had
The best you ever had
Is just a memory and those dreams
Weren't as daft as they seem
Not as daft as they seem
My love when you dream them up
Oh, where did you go?
Where did you go?
Where did you go? Woah.
Falling about
You took a left off Laspark Lane
You just sounded it out
You're not coming back again.
Falling about
You took a left off Laspark Lane
You just sounded it out
You're not coming back again.
You used to get it in your fishnets
Now you only get it in your night dress
Started all the naughty nights with niceness
Now you're in a very common crisis
Everything's in order in a black home
Nothing is as pretty since he passed on
That Bloody Mary's dripping in Tabasco
Remember when he used to be a rascal?

ONLY ONES WHO KNOW
In a foreign place
The saving grace was the feeling
That it was her heart that he was stealing
He was ready to impress
And the fierce excitement
The eyes are bright
He couldn't wait to get away
And I bet that Juliet was just the icing on the cake
Make no mistake, no
And even somehow he could have shown you
The place you wanted
Well I'm sure you could have made it that bit better on your own
And I bet she told a million people that she'd stay in touch
But all the little promise that don't mean much
When there's memories to be made
And I hope you're holding hands by new year's eve
They made it far too easy to believe
That true romance can't be achieved these days
And even if somehow they could have shown you the place you wanted
Well I'm sure you could have made it that bit better on your own
You are the only ones who know

DO ME A FAVOUR
Well the morning was complete.
There was tears on the steering wheel dripping on the seat,
Several hours or several weeks,
I'd have the cheek to say they're equally as bleak!
It's the beginning of the end, the car went up the hill,
And disappeared around the bend, ask anyone they'll tell you that.
It's these times that it tends,
The start to breaking up, to start to fall apart
Oh! hold on to your heart.
Do me a favour, break my nose!
Do me a favour, tell me to go away!
Do me a favour, stop asking questions!
She walked away, well her shoes were untied,
And the eyes were all red,
You could see that we've cried, and I watched and I waited,
'Till she was inside, forcing a smile and waving goodbye.
Curiousity becomes a heavy load,
Too heavy to hold, too heavy to hold.
Curiousity becomes a heavy load,
Too heavy to hold, will force you to be cold.
And do me a favour, and ask if you need some help!
She said, do me a favour and stop flattering yourself!
How to tear apart the ties that bind, perhaps fuck off, might be too kind,
Perhaps fuck off, might be too kind.

THIS HOUSE IS A CIRCUS
This house is a circus, berserk as fuck
We tend to see that as a perk though. Look
What it's done to your friends their memories are pretend
And the last thing they want is for the feeling to end
This house is a circus, berserk as fuck
We tend to see that as a perk though. Look
What it's done to your friends their memories are pretend
And the last thing they want is for the feeling to end
Looking for trouble and there's lovers to be had
Those ones next to us are such lovely lads
Scaling the corridors for maidens in the maze
And the anomaly is slipping into familiar ways
And we’re forever unfulfilled
Can’t think why
Like a search for murder clues
In dead man’s eyes
Forever unfulfilled
And can’t think why
Like a search for murder clues
In dead man’s eyes
The more you open your mouth
The more you're forcing performance
All the attention is leading me to feel important (completely obnoxious)
Now that we're here, we may as well go too far
Wriggling around just so that you won't forget
There's certainly some venom in the looks that you collect
Aimlessly gazing at the blazers in the queue
Struggling with the notion that it's life not film
This house is a circus, berserk as fuck
We tend to see that as a perk though. Look
What it's done to your friends their memories are pretend
And the last thing they want is for the feeling to end
This house is a circus, berserk as fuck
We tend to see that as a perk though. Look
What it's done to your friends their memories are pretend
And the last thing they want is for the feeling to end

IF YOU WERE THERE, BEWARE
If you were there beware the serpant soul pinchers
Three hundred and fifty no thank yous and nobody flinches
Go on girl go on, give us something gruesome
We require your grief for thugs and the thiefs
As they're trying to rob the words from her gob
And take the source of the innocence
And if you were there beware the serpant soul pinchers
You can't you said she was never meant to fill column inches
And you had enough what you're trying to dig up isn't there to be dug
The thiefs and the thugs
As they're trying to be the digger graves of her sweet heart and to the point she'll comply
And I leave her on her own
If I'd of known then I wouldn't have said it
I wouldn't have said it if I'd have known
And I leave her on her own
If I predicted tears then I wouldn't have said it
I wouldn't have said it if I had known
There's a circle of witches ambitiously vicious they are
And our attempts to remind them of reason wont get us that far
I don't know what it is that they want
I don't know what it is that they want
But I haven't got it to give
She hasn't got it to give

THE BAD THING
Do the bad thing,
Take off your wedding ring,
But it wont make it that much easier, it might make it worse,
Oh the nights like a whirlwind,
Somebody's girlfriend's talkin' to me but its alright,
She's sayin that hes not gonna slap me or try to attack me,
Hes not the jealous type,
And i ony need to get half an excuse and im away,
But when theres no excuses thats much easier to say,
I've been before,
And all these capers make us to the for, to ignore,
Shes talkin but im not entirely sure,
Do the bad thing,
Take off your wedding ring,
But it wont make it that much easier, it might make it worse,
Oh im stood at the bar and somebody's partner's talkin to me,
But i dont know that is what she isnt she murmors things to confirm That the tragedy is true,
And i knew i wished she not she could have anyone she wants,
And im strugglin to think of an immediate response,
Like i dont mind,
Be a big mistake,
For you to wait,
And let me waste your time,
Really love its fine,
Really love its fine,
And then the first time it occured that there was something to destroy,
I knew before the invitation that there was this ploy,
Oh but she carried on suggestin and struggled to refuse,
She said "its the right wine this time, but that it no excuse"

OLD YELLOW BRICKS
Old Yellow Bricks
Love's a risk
Quite the little escapologist
Love's some myth
When you wish
For a thousand places better than this
You are the fugitive but you don't know what you're running from
You can't kid us and you couldn't trick anyone
Houdini look, you don't know what you're running away from
He wants to sleep in the city that never wakes up
Blinded by nostalgia
He wants to sleep in the city that never wakes up
She was enraged, by the way
That the emporers were trapped in the cage
And the days
She'd deemed dull
The empty nights reading beer bottles
You're such a fugitive but you don't know what you're running form
You can't kid us yeah you can't trick anyone
Houdini, yeah you don't know what you're running from
He wants to sleep in the city that never wakes up
Blinded by nostalgia
He wants to sleep in the city, that never wakes up
Yeah it's a loss, just because
It wasn't all you thought it was
You're the fugitive but you don't know what you're running away from
She said I want to sleep in the city that never wakes up
And revel in nostalgia
He wants to sleep in the city that never wakes up
But Dorothy was right though...

505
I'm going back to 505
If it's a 7 hours flight
Or a 45 minute drive
In my imagination
You're waiting lying on your side
With your hands between your thighs
Stop and wait a sec
When you look at me like that
My darling what did you expect?
I probably still adore you
With your hands around my neck
Or I did last time I checked
I'm not shy of a spark
The knfie twists at the thought that I should fall short of the mark
Frightened by the bite no it's no harsher than the bark
A middle of adventure, such a perfect place to start
I'm going back to 505
If it's a 7 hour flight
Or a 45 minute drive
In my imagination you're waiting lying on your side
With your hands between your thighs
But I crumble completely when you cry
It seems like once again you've had to greet me with goobye
I'm always just about to go and spoil the surprise
Take my hands off of your eyes too soon
I'm going back to 505
If it's a 7 hour flight or a 45 minute drive
In my imagination you're waiting lying on your side
With your hands between your thighs
And a smile

[Guagno_]

e quanto son lunghi?????

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mi piace quest'album cazzo