Sunday, January 28, 2007

Rant

There ain't no respect in the younger generation
I gotta tell you bout your soul man
Getting your heads in the shit
You like being pushed around?
With your ass in the ditch
Its pretty weird man
Let’s create some myths
bitchassniggamothafucka
Let’s build the new gods' temples
On a single striking chant
Love, love, love, love
I gotta tell you about your poor soul babe
I gotta roll down and lay it off ma chest darlin’
I gotta crawl out the abyss to find you honey
I’m getting softer babe
It getting softer mama
Yeah get it softer
Be so good
Awh movin’ around
Being awright
Save my life
Feel okay
All night
All day yeeheheey
Grass beats soul every god damn time
Desecrator of the holy lady of the blue
Roll me babe
Seize ma body babe
I wonna see ma girl break my heart
Gone, gone long gone awright
Let’s roll babe
All night... Long
That’s right... That’s right
Yeah I got something to tell you about your soul
Your soul ain't worth shit mama
You know how much your soul's worth?
Your soul’s worth about as much as you can get on Wall Street my deer
Now you may think I’m, cynical and dangerous to tell you that
You may think that I m a little hard to take
Hey!
Well listen darlin I’m telling you the god damn truth

Tuesday, January 23, 2007

Fading Freedom (Final)

This is a song about freedom!

Why do you bother
with those who are dead
Why do you bother
with those who're mislead
Why do you keep them
so close to yourself
Why do you feed them
with pieces from your soul

Shut up...and shut down...
they said

Freedom always lays
In desperate moods and ways
When no one really knows
for him what this future holds

Who showed you the way?
Who showed you the sky?
I wasted my time on games play
How come you decided to fly away?
with no warning...

While you’re growing up
Drowning in despair
Feeling blue and down
Feeling like being buried under the ground

Took a fast car
Speeding drove out far
crushed a whore’s guts
But still, I didn’t feel that much

So I drove away, deep into the desert
Hid in the canyons and the western lagoons
Made up music while hauling with the wolves
Just being myself, with nothing on my mind

With nothing on my mind
With nothing on my mind
Screaming out the sound of Freedom!
Yeah!

[spoken]
This girl is out of sight
This girl is out of reach
I call out and crawl
but she's there no more

This girl's gonna feed you to the snakes

How is it possible not to love you?
When all fades away your love
reminds me of this new day
How is it possible not love you?

I’ll love you till the end of time
Till the sun gets high
Till the moon falls from the sky

Cause all I need is freedom
Freedom from you and my past

Yeah, from you and our past
[spoken]

Awwright…
(solo)

Freedom, freedom,
Freedom, freedom,
Freedom, freedom,
Freedom at last!

Sound of fading freedom never ends
Like a law that never bends
In the desert you'll find yourself
shouting "freedom" to the wind

Babe
I need my freedom babe
Babe

Just be the soldier to their wars
Be the one that kills and slaughters
To be approved and decorated for

They might ask you nicely to be their friend
They might smile and love you back until the end
But that won’t stop them from
Chopping off your head
And then you know, that it’s the end

But as you’ll grow older, you’ll see
I mean you’ll certainly know
that in the end
the desert dries you out
That in the end
You’re left all alone
That in the end
It’s not required to pray
That in the end
Freedom fades away…

Sunday, January 07, 2007

Τόσο δύσκολο...

Κανείς ποτέ δεν είπε πως τάχα είναι εύκολο
να γυρίζεις πίσω στην αρχή
Κανείς ποτέ δε δήλωσε υπεράνω της ανάγκης
να αρνηθεί ή να δεχτεί

Ότι και να κάνω
κρύβω πάντα τον ήλιο
Ότι και να πώ
φέρνω σύννεφα στον ουρανό
Τόσο δύσκολο
Πόσο δύσκολο
Να σου πώ πως σ'αγαπώ
Να σου πώ πως νοιώθω

Τόσο μόνιμες οι τωρινές στιγμές
τόσο άδειες, τόσο ανεξέλεχτα απαράλλαχτες
με αυτές που έζησα παλιά
Τόσο άδικες, τόσο καινές
τόσο κρύες και σκοτεινές
χωρίς το φώς των αστεριών στον ουρανό του χτές

Ότι και να πώ
ότι και να κάνω
σβήνω τη φωτιά
που με τόσο κόπο φτιάχνω
Τόσο δύσκολο
Πόσο δύσκολο
Να σου πω πως σε μισώ
να σου πώ πως νοιώθω