Le show du siècle

Bien que le siècle vient tout juste de commencer, voici le show du siècle. Car c'est vous dans l'audience qui faitent le show composé de tous les artistes du monde.

Matboy a écrit:: Je commence avec une chanson des Red Hot Chili Pepper. Pour ceux qui savent lire l'anglais très bien vous aller être heureux :)

Chanson: Sir Spycho Sexy

A long, long, long, long time ago
Before the wind, before the snow
Lived a man, lived a man I know
Lived a freak of nature named Sir Psycho

Sir Psycho Sexy that is me
Sometimes I find I need to scream

He's a freak of nature
But we love him so
He's a freak of nature
But we let him go

Deep inside the garden of Eden
Standing there with my hard on bleedin'
Theres a devil in my dick and some demons in my semen
Good God no that would be treason
Believe me Eve she gave good reason
Botty looking too good not to be squeezin'
Creamy beaver hotter than a fever
I'm a givin' 'cause she's the reciever
I won't and I don't hang up until I please her
Makin' her feel like an over achiever
I take it away for a minute just to tease her
Then I give it back a little bit deeper

[Chorus]
Sir Psycho Sir Psycho yea he's the man that I met 1 time
Sir Psycho Sir Psycho yea he's the man that left me blind
Sir Psycho Sir Psycho yea he's the man he's the man he's the man

He's a freak of nature
But we love him so
He's a freak of nature
But we let him go

I got stopped by a lady cop
In my automobile
She said get out and spead your legs
And then she tried to cop a feel
That cop she was all dressed in blue
Was she pretty? Boy I'm tellin' you
She stuck my butt with her big black stick
I said "what's up?" now suck my dick
Like a ram getting ready to jam the lamb
She whimpered just a little when she felt my hand
On her crotch so very warm
I could feel her getting wet through her uniform
Proppin' her up on the black and white
Unzipped and slipped "ooo that's tight"
I swatted her like no swat team can
Turned a cherry pie right into jam

[Chorus]

Hello young woman that I love
Pretty punk rock mamma that I'm thinking of
Hold me naked if you will
In your arms in your legs in your pussy I'd kill
To be with you, to kiss with you, I do miss you
I love you

Lay me down ....
Descending waves of graceful pleasure
For your love there is no measure
Her curves they bend with subtle splendor

Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray the funk will make me freak
If I should die before I waked
Allow me Lord to rock out naked
Bored by the ordinary time to take a trip
Calling up a little girl with a bull whip
Lickety split go snap "snap"
Girl gettin' off all in my lap
The tallest tree the sweetest sap
Blowin' my ass right off the map
Ooo and it's nice out here
I think I'll stay for a while

On va continuer avec un peu de nostalgie :

Raintime - Tears Of Sorrow

Another drop falls from a flower
And it seems it could take an hour
(I'm) drowning I wish I can't breathe
I can't cope with this bleak sensation
I feel killed by anger and frustration
This won't be our last good-bye

Only now I realize how precious is the light
It's so cold without your smile

Hope will suffocate my pain again tomorrow
Though my lonely dreams you'll soon live again
Let my tears create a shadow on your sorrow
(I'll) always fell inside a never-ending stain

A blast of wind has blown out your candle
It's a pain that I couldn't handle
Tears are bursting out of my bleeding eyes
I can't cope with this situation
I am filled with anger and frustration
This can't be our last good-bye
Good-bye!!!

Don't wanna meet the other side
'til I get to find myself
Gonna say it one more time
I must live again!

Et alons y ensuite avec une chanson au sens profond.

"Sounds Of A Playground Fading"

You can find all you need
The message is in the silence
Whisper words to calm your mind
Reach inside another playing come-around
It answers

We are ghosts of the concrete world
Genetic codes of a dying breed
Will I be left behind
Sounds of a playground fading

Staring into bright lights
I am what I've done
It is useless to hide
An empty chamber
Guess I was part of a plan

We are ghosts of the concrete world
Genetic codes of a dying breed
Will I be left behind
Sounds of a playground fading

We're running out of time
Can't seem to recognize
What put us here in the first place
Counting down the days, beginning of the end

We are ghosts of the concrete world
Genetic codes of a dying breed
Will I be left behind
Sounds of a playground fading