C'est la même toune que j'avais déjà uploadé mais avec une meilleure qualité sonore... The constant realization of dominance results in fear Wake-up tired with a mouth full of nothing Deceived distressed by the truth they've been witholding Televisionary popular identity Getting closer to the minute of our gravity I sometimes ask myself did I speak my mind Or shut my mouth Was I a follower a leader insignificant Mere shadow of a ghost bearing innocence Constative voices preach Talk of truth in their political speak Carry on 'til they're blue in the face And my point of view has lost it's place Last things Did i give nothing in return Stand up for a cause Give permission to a mute war Call me ignorant maybe i was never smart Like a wolf running high on adrenaline All the while in the dim with a low hum Rising up growing loud i can hear them Religious left and right Power hungry heads of stat e Melancholy death fall of our nemesis Strong will survive or so say our presidents 43242 code 1 Troops move forward let it all be done Begining of the end soil has been tread Mother daughter father song sky burns death Premonition, television stuttering indecision We the people citizens lies are being force fed Money power cruelty blood is shed in our streets When where does the sacrifice end We're falling fast from the war inspired Double standard idiots Helterskelter henchmen Consequences catastrophic Lead us not into temptation with your Damning words and gorified hatred Avengeful lineage We will bear alone to our death ( moins )

For the second time, the IAC would like to remind you all that it does not exist. The IAC is an illusion perpetuated through the usage of propaganda. It exists solely in your mind. Were it not for the tireless efforts of its creators, you would never have suspected its existence. We have perpetuated this illusion for one purpose: To reveal to you The Shadow. The Shadow is cast by our enemy. The Shadow is the negative, the inverted, the backwards and the dead. The IAC is the Shadow. The IAC is the reflection of everything we wish to rid the world of. If a group like the IAC existed, you should never join it. The IAC uses the same tools as the enemy. It mirrors the movements of the enemy. The IAC is The Shadow. Now, do you understand? All propaganda is coercive. All representation is false and hollow. Symbolic thought always fails. Even at its most outlandish, people will cling to it. We have no meaning. We have no illusions left to cling to. And so we cling to them all. We seek unity within the spectacle that is The Shadow. We feel connected to images, words and representations. We feel connected to dead things. All representation is lifeless. We can be connected to one another. We need not bow to a panda, a cross or a witch. They are all equally meaningless. We can be unified by our own unbearable existences in this dying world. Or we can be unified by our efforts to bring about a different world. In order to bring the world of your dreams, lovers, you must act. Act with purpose. Act with will. Act with love. The world outside, under the clouds, under the sun, is a world that is OURS. You are The Shadow. You sit. You watch. You believe. Trust nothing that you hear, especially what we say. We are obviously liars. Trust only those made of flesh and bone. Trust living human beings. Trust the ones you love. You are all that you need. Our work is nearly complete. Just know, dear comrades and friends, that the only law the creators of the IAC obey is love. It is all we have ever obeyed, and it is all we will ever obey. Congratulations, lovers, you have passed from intellect into action. Hope you are ready to take the jump. We will see you when we all get there. And the time is near... ( moins )

00:11... JE SUIS AMOUREUX!!! lol A video report on the protests that occurred in connection with the Democrat and Republican National Conventions, Ground Noise & Static is a manifesto. We went to Denver and St. Paul to take the pulse of the movement. Corporate media would cover the platitudes and posturing of the politicians, we were interested in something else, a story hidden in plain sight, captured in the now-classic street chant, “This is what democracy looks like.” http://www.submedia.tv/ ( moins )

A video report on the protests that occurred in connection with the Democrat and Republican National Conventions, Ground Noise & Static is a manifesto. We went to Denver and St. Paul to take the pulse of the movement. Corporate media would cover the platitudes and posturing of the politicians, we were interested in something else, a story hidden in plain sight, captured in the now-classic street chant, “This is what democracy looks like.” http://www.submedia.tv/ ( moins )

A video report on the protests that occurred in connection with the Democrat and Republican National Conventions, Ground Noise & Static is a manifesto. We went to Denver and St. Paul to take the pulse of the movement. Corporate media would cover the platitudes and posturing of the politicians, we were interested in something else, a story hidden in plain sight, captured in the now-classic street chant, “This is what democracy looks like.” http://www.submedia.tv/ ( moins )

A 2008 video report on the protests that occurred in connection with the Democrat and Republican National Conventions, Ground Noise & Static is a manifesto. We went to Denver and St. Paul to take the pulse of the movement. Corporate media would cover the platitudes and posturing of the politicians, we were interested in something else, a story hidden in plain sight, captured in the now-classic street chant, “This is what democracy looks like.” http://www.submedia.tv/ ( moins )

Yves Rossy, the first man to have the performances of an airplane (climb !) with only his body movements to steer: The Icare's dream reality ! ( moins )

Hello, Is there anybody in there? Just nod if you can hear me Is there anyone at home? Come on now I hear you’re feeling down I can ease your pain And get you on your feet again Relax I’ll need some information first Just the basic facts Can you show me where it hurts There is no pain, you are receving A distant ship’s smoke on the horizon You are only coming through in waves Your lips move but I can’t hear what you’re saying When I was a child I had a fever My hands felt just like two balloons Now I’ve got that feeling once again I can’t explain, you would not understand This is not how I am I have become comfortably numb I have become comfortably numb O.K. Just a little pin prick There’ll be no more aaaaaaaah! But you may feel a little sick Can you stand up? I do belive it’s working, good That’ll keep you going, through the show Come on it’s time to go. There is no pain you are receding A distant ship’s smoke on the horizon You are only coming through in waves Your lips move, but I can’t hear what you’re saying When I was a child I caught a fleeting glimpse Out of the corner of my eye I turned to look but it was gone I cannot put my finger on it now The child is grown The dream is gone And I have become Comfortably numb. ( moins )

David Lubega (plus connu sous le nom de Lou Bega) est un chanteur allemand né le 13 avril 1975, d'une mère sicilienne, et d'un père africain (ougandais). Lors d'un voyage à Miami qu'il fait à l'âge de 18 ans, Lou découvre le mambo. Il doit son succès au morceau Mambo No. 5, instrumental composé par Perez Prado en 1952, qu'il a samplé, arrangé à la sauce « dance », et auquel il a ajouté des paroles (chanson de l'année 2000 aux NRJ Music Awards). Sa chanson Mambo Mambo figure sur la bande originale du film Jet Set. Sa chanson 1 + 1 = 2 figure sur la bande originale du film Stuart Little. Lou Bega reprend la chanson du Roi Louis I wanna be like you sur le jeu vidéo Le Livre de la jungle : Groove Party. One, two, three, four, five Everybody in the car, so come on Let's ride to the liquor-store around the corner, The boys say they want some gin and juice But I really don't wanna beerbust like I had last week I must stay deep because talk is cheap I like Angela, Pamela, Sandra and Rita And as I continue you know they are getting sweeter So what can I do I really beg and you my Lord To me flirting it's just like sport, anything fly It's all good let me dump it Please set in the trumpet CHORUS : A little bit of Monica in my live, a little bit of Erica by my side A little bit of Rita is all I need, a little bit of Tina is what I see A little bit of Sandra in the sun, a little bit of Mary all night long A little bit of Jessica here I am, a little bit of you makes me your man And jump and down go and move it all around Shake your head to the sound, put your hand on the ground Take one step left and one step right One to the front and one to the side Clap your hands once and clap your hands twice And if it looks like this, then you are doing it right I do all for fall in love with a girl like you, Because you can't run and you can't hide You and me gonna touch the sky CHORUS ( moins )

You've painted up your lips And rolled and curled your tinted hair Ruby are you contemplating going out somewhere The shadow on the wall tells me the sun is going down Oh Ruby, don't take your love to town It wasn't me that started that old crazy Asian war But I was proud to go and do my patriotic chore And yes, it's true that I'm not the man I used to be Oh, Ruby... I still need some company It's hard to love a man whose legs are bent and paralysed And the wants and the needs of a woman your age, Ruby I realize, But it won't be long I've heard them say until I not around Oh Ruby, don't take your love to town She's leaving now 'cause I just heard the slamming of the door The way I know I've heard it slam some 1oo times before And if I could move I'd get my gun and put her in the ground Oh Ruby, don't take your love to town Oh Ruby.. For god's sake turn around ( moins )