• van halen / balance'in son $arkisi. sozleri de $u $ekildedir.. (bkz: vay anasini sayin seyirciler)

    outta touch most the time
    gotta lotta things on my mind
    kickin' down, where to start
    it's the hardest thing, oh
    grow it long, shave it off
    life is hard, never soft
    i need a change, i need it quick
    before it makes me sick
    that's what's on my mind
    pay attention, watch your back
    pay your dues, stay on track
    got no room to second guess
    puts me under stress, oh

    if i were you, you were me
    i wonder who i'd wanna be
    with just one wish you can't refuse
    i wouldn't know what to choose
    feelin'
    no, don't like what i've been told i'm feelin'
    feelin' what no one else will ever know i'm feelin', oh

    now black is white and white is black
    got politicians smokin' crack
    and john paul's all bullet-proofed
    it puts me through the roof, yeah
    i were you and you were me
    i wonder who i'd rather be
    if i had one wish i'd, take it
    feelin'
    no, don't like what i've been told i'm feelin'
    and i'm seein' what no one else will ever know i'm seein'
    come on, feelin' hey, i don't understand these things i'm feelin', no
    outta touch most the time
    too many things on my mind
    shuttin' down, gotta stop this thing
    feelin'
    no, i don't like what i've been told i'm feelin'
    i'm bleedin'...like no one else will ever know i'm bleedin'
    dealin'
    i'm dealin' with these things i'm feelin'
    i'm dreamin', i'm dreamin', i'm dreamin' things that show me what
    i'm seein'
    seein'
    i'm seein' things that i don't know i'm feelin'
    i've been feelin', i'm feelin', i'm feelin' things that i don't know
    i don't know, in don't know what i'm seein'
    hey, i don't understand
  • şahane bi ali erel çalışması. sözlerini de yazayım tam olsun.

    http://www.myspace.com/alierel

    i see a piece of joy on the empty plate of a wooden boy
    down the corridor i can hear someone scream
    now the boy is on his knees and he is bent over his pills
    soften up and cry loud, that is the poetry of "i lied"

    this is a madhouse!

    picking up the joy from the melting boy helps me 2 smile
    speaking of this joy,
    i'm on my way back 2 you

    i can't give up on you.
    got plans to wake up late
    maybe a chance of getting paid
    the joy is in my car
    my car is on the move
    my move is the groove
    my groove is in your mind
    your mind is on my mind,
    your mind is on my mind..

    so can you take me out tonight?
  • 5. dakikadan itibaren artan temposuyla tüylerimi diken diken eden ve durduk yere enerji salgılatan van halen parçası.
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