I get so scared inside, and I don't really understand Is it love that's on my mind, or is it fantasy Heaven Is in the palm of my hand, and it's waiting here for you What am I supposed to do with a childhood tragedy If I close my eyes forever Will it all remain unchanged If I close my eyes forever Will it all remain the same... Sometimes It's hard to hold on So hard to hold on to my dreams It isn't always what is seems When you're face to face with me You're like a dagger And stick me in the heart And taste the blood from my blade And when we sleep, would you shelter me In your warm and darkened grave If I close my eyes forever Will it all remain unchanged If I close my eyes forever Will it all remain the same... Will you ever take me No, I just can't take the pain But would you ever trust me No, I'll never feel the same...Ohh... (solo) I know I've been so hard to you I know I've told you lies If I could have just one more wish I'd wipe the cobwebs from my eyes If I close my eyes forever Will it all remain unchanged If I close my eyes forever Will it all remain the same... Close your eyes Close your eyes You gotta close you eyes for me ( moins )

vidéoclip du groupe gothique nightwish,cette chanteuse la, elle a une voix extraordinaire, en plus est super de belle femme!! ( moins )

Voici les paroles: I need a double cheeseburger and hold the lettuce Don't be frontin' son no seeds on a bun We be up in this drive thru Order for two I gots a craving for a number nine like my shoe We need some chicken up in here In this dizzle For rizzle my mizzle Extra salt on the frizzle Dr. Pepper my brother Another for your mother Double double super size And don't forget the FRIES... ( moins )

1971 Riders on the storm Riders on the storm Into this house were born Into this world were thrown Like a dog without a bone An actor out on loan Riders on the storm Theres a killer on the road His brain is squirmin like a toad Take a long holiday Let your children play If ya give this man a ride Sweet memory will die Killer on the road, yeah Girl ya gotta love your man Girl ya gotta love your man Take him by the hand Make him understand The world on you depends Our life will never end Gotta love your man, yeah Wow! Riders on the storm Riders on the storm Into this house were born Into this world were thrown Like a dog without a bone An actor out alone Riders on the storm Riders on the storm Riders on the storm Riders on the storm Riders on the storm Riders on the storm ( moins )

Iron Maiden - Aces high (1984 )album: Powerslave (Steve Harris) There goes the siren that warns of the air raid Then comes the sound of the guns sending flak Out for the scramble we've got to get airborne Got to get up for the coming attack. Jump in the cockpit and start up the engine Remove all the wheelblocks there's no time to waste Gathering speed as we head down the runway Gotta get airborne before it's too late. Running, scrambling, flying Rolling, turning, diving, going in again Run, live to fly, fly to live, do or die Won't you run, live to fly, fly to live. Aces high. Move in to fire at the mainstream of bombers Let off a sharp burst and then turn away Roll over, spin round to come in behind them Move to their blindsides and fire in again. Bandits at 8 O'clock move in behind us Ten ME-109's out of the sun Ascending and turning our spitfires to face them Heading straight for them I press down my guns Rolling, turning, diving Rolling, turning, diving, going in again Run, live to fly, fly to live, do or die Won't you run, live to fly, fly to live, Aces high. ( moins )

(Yes I did... I made a mistake... yes I did) Huh..ya know living this type a life makes you grow up faster than you'd expect to sometimes... fuck around and be in your late twenties... feelin like a old man and shit... yeah for real son... let em know It's hard to breath and hard to run when your lung's blackened Coughing up blood like what the fuck happened Raising my risk of cancer's the answer homie But after drinking something there's nothing like puffing a bogie Now I can blame the same product placement in movies, Or the commercials, or Scarface in a jacuzzi But now I'm living it Damn I should a never took that first cigarette (I made a mistake) I fucked up, like your girl was riding on top of me I should of took her to trial and never copped a plea But this ain't a Christian nation motherfucka please America never taught me to turn the other cheek Cause I'm from Harlem, the north of Manhattan We knock niggas out and make em bounce like Ricky Hattan But wildin on the court, had got me turned back from the Canadian border (I made a mistake) I knew she was a virgin, when I first met her Rockin stockings and poppin out of the catholic school sweater Mom told her she could do better than a criminal Seventeen year-old psychotic, trying to be lyrical I never meant to break her heart or fuck up her life But I was careless, instead of treating her right I seen her workin it, some club strippin and wondered If I could have made her life different (I made a mistake... yes I did... ) [Tech talking over the beat: Damn shortie, you got me on some singin the blues shit... but you gotta stop looking backwards and remember to look ahead... this is for all my dudes on patrol in the desert right now... for real] (I made a mistake) Yeah..yeah... I joined the army looking for money to go to college But they ain't pay me a quarter of what they fucking promised Extended my tour, treating me like a sucker That's the reason officers get fragged motherfucker Don't give me speeches on how you respect and you love me But no body armor in a lightly armored humvee?! My family's lonely and you want me to reenlist for 30 grand homie? (I made a mistake) When I was young I got signed to a record label The deal looked so good when it was on the table It paid for my cable, cribs, cars and jewelry The studios, the women there's nothing they wouldn't do for me Except stop screwing me for publishing the royalties How the fuck are you my dawg, when there's no loyalty? Word to the street I should've gone independent like Immortal Technique (I made a mistake) Some people learn from mistakes and don't repeat them Others try to block the memories and just delete them But I keep em as a reminder they not killing me And I thank God for teaching me humility Son, remember when you fight to be free To see things how they are and not how you like em to be Cause even when the world is falling on top of me Pessimism is an emotion, not a philosophy Knowing what's wrong doesn't imply that you right And its another, when you suffer to apply it in life But I'm no rookie And I'm never gonna make the same mistake twice pussy ( moins )

One trillion dollars, could buy a lot of bling. One trillion dollars, could buy most anything. One trillion dollars, buying bullets, Buying guns. One trillion dollars, in the hands of killers, thugs. (Woah)x3 Fuck the world, a lot of people gotta die tonight. . . (Woah)x3 Fuck the world! kill them all! One trillion dollars, in Africa, Iraq. One trillion dollars, and it's never coming back. One trillion dollars, could buy some bad ass drugs. One trillion dollars, makes me wanna kill myself! (Woah)x3 Fuck the world, a lot of people gotta die tonight. . . (Woah)x3 Fuck the world! (YEAH, YEAH) kill them all! Until the sun burns from the sky. Until the sun burns so bright, This world is no more! The sun burns from the sky, And all the people are just dust on the ground. . . One trillion dollars, could buy a heart! a soul! One trillion dollars, buying nations, all the world. One trillion dollars, could make the fat lady sing. One trillion dollars, what a bullshit useless thing! (Woah)x3 Fuck the world, a lot of people gotta die tonight. . . (Woah)x3 Fuck the world, a lot of people gotta die tonight! (Woah)x3 Shit loads of money spent, Will show us wrongs from right. Fuck the world, kill them all. . . ( moins )

We call the heartland not very smart land, IQ's are very low but threat levels are high They got a mandate, they don't want man-dates, they got so many hates and people to despise In the dust bowl, cerebral black hole, the average weight is well over 200 pounds I hate to generalize, but have you seen the thighs, most haven't seen their genitalia in a while Maybe that's why they're so scared of us We've concerns other than fear and hunger pangs Queers, transgends, and lesbians, vegan kids and vegetarians All you brownish red and yellow ones come and join us on the coast No longer svelte, they gotta punch new holes in the Bible belt They've blown out the fire under the melting pot, the red blood of America is starting to clot No compromise, no sight through others' eyes, they're just flies spreading pieces of shit You gotta emigrate, stop living in hate, what makes this country great is dwelling on either side They don't want visitors in Jesusland They want life canned and bland in the fatherland We want people with college degrees, drug use experience and STD's People with open-minded philosophies, come hug California trees Cultural revolution now, neo-conservatives run outta town We're gonna burn Orange County down, And then we're off to Riverside, Bakersfield and Fresno too, then we're coming after you The fear stricken, born again Christian, they got a vision a homogenized state Textbook decline, Intelligent Design They got Bill Nye on the list to execrate. They don't want visitors in Jesusland They want life canned and bland in the fatherland Punk Rockers and emo kids, people doing things the church forbids Buddhists, agnostics, and atheists we're moving out of jesusland Art students and thespians, excluding country, all the musicians We want all hookers and comedians, nihilists are welcome too No longer svelte, they gotta punch new holes in the Bible belt ( moins )

This one's for the shoeshine boy And the farmer in debt Each string is barbed wire Each chord is a threat This blues guy I met That never had a hit Said you don't gotta be loud, son To be heavy as shit Well I'm the triggerman, baby And tonight I'll prove That this machine here Well it kills fascists too And don't be surprised If the sermon on the mount Next time is delivered In a little coffee house 'Cause somebody here's Gotta let them know I doubt it's me But here I go I hit the button Tape started to roll The song's got fire But it's got no soul There's a lonely stretch of blacktop Between here and home Drop down into the valley Piano playin' in the living room And when you see the white barn You'll know the journey's through My dog's barking in the backseat 'Cause he knows it too You'll need a fake passport And fix your disguise And don't fire, sugar Til you see the whites of their eyes I turned the other cheek But now I'm through The skin you're in Makes choices for you I was checking off names And I came late to dinner Seems the slices of pie Keep getting thinner and thinner Brothers and sisters Rejoice and repent The landlord's dead You can keep the rent You got twelve fine friends But one of 'em's rotten There's a hole out back Ain't got no bottom Forty days in the wilderness Forty sleepless nights I'm confused, half blind And sure I'm right There's a lonely stretch of blacktop Between here and home Drop down into the valley Piano playin' in the living room And when you see the white barn You'll know the journey's through My dog's barking in the backseat 'Cause he knows it too Officer please I won't be long Called the radio station Requested this song I had my doubts About what I knew So I turned it up Then it sounded true Kiss the ring If the Queen will let you But come over the fence And the dogs will get you On a rope hung the traitor On a hook hung the meat You and me are missing persons Til we're counted in the streets So seize the time And storm the tower And come correct Maximum Firepower... With Maximum Firepower For the sins of the fathers The son he must pay The Nightwatchman giveth And he taketh away Thought hard about this next line Pretty sure it's true If you take a step towards freedom It'll take two steps towards you So mister I ain't scared And mister I ain't worried 'Cause on that lonely stretch of blacktop I sit as judge and jury There's a lonely stretch of blacktop Between here and home Drop down into the valley Piano playin' in the living room And when you see the white barn You know the journey's through My dog's barking in the backseat 'Cause he knows it too The clock strikes the hour Tonight we ride You've got three more seconds To choose sides ( moins )

Give a little bit Give a little bit of your love to me Give a little bit Ill give a little bit of my love to you Theres so much that we need to share So send a smile and show you care Ill give a little bit Ill give a little bit of my life for you So give a little bit Give a little bit of your time to me See the man with the lonely eyes Take his hand, youll be surprised Give a little bit Give a little bit of your love to me Ill give a little bit of my life for you Nows the time that we need to share So find yourself, were on our way back home Going home Dont you need to feel at home? Oh yeah, we gotta sing ( moins )