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    @Xion: Schau mal hier:
    Wörterbuch
    Resistance is fertile
    Für die AGENDA 3010! 30-Stunden-Woche mit vollem Lohnausgleich und 10 Euro gesetzlichem Mindestlohn!
    The only general I like is called strike

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      Ein schöner Test, der auch für Normalsterbliche (also Englisch-Versager wie ich ) zu verstehen ist

      Sarstedt Peter - Where Do You Go To My Lovely

      You talk like Marlene Dietrich
      And you dance like Zizi Jeanmaire
      Your clothes are all made by Balmain
      And there`s diamonds and pearls in your hair

      You live in a fancy appartement
      Of the Boulevard of St. Michel
      Where you keep your Rolling Stones records
      And a friend of Sacha Distel

      But where do you go to my lovely
      When you're alone in your bed
      Tell me the thoughts that surround you
      I want to look inside your head

      I've seen all your qualifications
      You got from the Sorbonne
      And the painting you stole from Picasso
      Your loveliness goes on and on, yes it does

      When you go on your summer vacation
      You go to Juan-les-Pines
      With your carefully designed topless swimsuit
      You get an even suntan, on your back and on your legs

      When the snow falls you're found in St. Moritz
      With the others of the jet-set
      And you sip your Napoleon Brandy
      But you never get your lips wet

      But where do you go to my lovely
      When you're alone in your bed
      Tell me the thoughts that surround you
      I want to look inside your head, yes I do

      Your name is heard in high places
      You know the Aga Khan
      He sent you a racehorse for chistmas
      And you keep it just for fun, for a laugh haha

      They say that when you get married
      It'll be to a millionaire
      But they don't realize where you came from
      And I wonder if they really care, they give a damn

      But where do you go to my lovely
      When you're alone in your bed
      Tell me the thoughts that surround you
      I want to look inside your head

      I remember the back streets of Naples
      Two children begging in rags
      Both touched with a burning ambition
      To shake off their lowly brown tags, yes they try

      So look into my face Marie-Claire
      And remember just who you are
      Then go and forget me forever
      `Cause I know you still bear
      the scar, deep inside, yes you do

      I know where you go to my lovely
      When you're alone in your bed
      I know the thoughts that surround you
      `Cause I can look inside your head
      Rettet die Bäume - Eßt mehr Biber!

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        Zitat von supernova
        Wow..das ist wirklich wunderschön. Das muss ich unbedingt mal hören. Auf welcher Platte von den Ärzten ist das denn? Irgendwie kann ich mir das bei dieser Band gar nicht vorstellen, dass sie so schöne Texte schreiben können...aber..man lernt wohl nie aus
        Dieses Stück ist auf dem Album "Die Ärzte" drauf, welches zumindest Mal in Deutschland indiziert ist und somit nicht überall leicht zu bekommen ist.

        K.A. wie das in Österreich aussieht .

        BTW: wo wir gerade bei Balladen von DÄ sind , hier gleich die nächste

        Die Ärzte - Komm Zurück


        Ich bin allein. Du bist nicht hier.
        Ich bin allein und die Zeit steht still.
        Warum bist Du nicht bei mir?
        Du weißt, daß ich nichts anderes will.

        Ich bin allein und Du rufst nicht an.
        Du bist weit weg und suchst Dein Glück.
        Obwohl Du mich nicht hören kannst,
        sag ich Dir: "Bitte, komm zurück!"

        Komm zurück, komm zurück, komm zurück.

        Du kannst nicht wissen wie das ist.
        Vielleicht wirst Du es nie verstehen?
        Ich will nur, daß Du bei mir bist.
        Ich will Dich endlich wiedersehen.

        Ich sitze hier und ich bin allein,
        und langsam werde ich verrückt.
        Ich kann nicht mehr alleine sein.
        Bitte, oh bitte komm zurück!

        Komm zurück, oh bitte komm zurück, komm zurück.

        Ich bin allein. Was soll ich hier?
        Bitte, komm zurück zu mir!
        Ich liege wach bis nachts um vier.
        Bitte, komm zurück, zurück zu mir.
        “Are these things really better than the things I already have? Or am I just trained to be dissatisfied with what I have now?”― Chuck Palahniuk, Lullaby
        They have nothing in their whole imperial arsenal that can break the spirit of one Irishman who doesn't want to be broken - Bobby Sands
        Christianity makes everyone have this mentality that escapism is a bad thing. You know "Don't run away from the real world - deal with it." Why ? Why should you have to suffer? - Marilyn Manson

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          "Für immer" ist auch auf dem Live-Doppelalbum "Wir wollen nur deine Seele" drauf, was wahrscheinlich leichter zu bekommen ist.
          Kann ich dir eh nur empfehlen, da sind fast alle guten Lieder dabei.
          "Mal wieder sind die Ärzte in deiner Stadt und dies ist ein Lied, das kein Ende hat" Die Ärzte - Zu Spät
          Live in Karlsruhe 25.6.2004

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            Anti-Flag: You´ve got to die for your government

            You've gotta die, gotta die, gotta die for your government?
            Die for your country? That's shit!
            There's a Gulf War vet, dying a slow, cold death
            And the government says, "We don't know the source of his sickness."
            But don't believe what they say, because your government is lying
            They've done it before and don't you know they'll do it again
            A secret test, government built virus
            "Subject Test Group: Gulf Battle Field Troops"
            You've gotta die, gotta die, gotta die for your government?
            Die for your country? That's shit!
            First World War veterans slaughtered, by General Eisenhower
            You give them your life, they give you a stab in the back
            Radiation, agent orange, tested on US souls
            Guinea pigs for Western corporations
            I never have, I never will
            Pledge allegiance to their flag
            You're getting used, you'll end up dead!
            You've gotta die, gotta die, gotta die for your government?
            Die for your country? That's shit!
            I don't need you to tell me what to do
            And I don't need you to tell me what to be... FUCK YOU!
            I don't need you to tell me what to say
            And I don't need you to tell me what to think! What to think!
            What to think, what to think, what to think, think, think, think!
            You've gotta die, gotta die, gotta die for your government?
            Die for your country? That's shit!
            Möp!

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              ABBA - Fernando

              Can you hear the drums Fernando?
              I remember long ago another starry night like this
              In the firelight Fernando
              You were humming to yourself and softly strumming your guitar
              I could hear the distant drums
              And sounds of bugle calls were coming from afar

              They were closer now Fernando
              Every hour every minute seemed to last eternally
              I was so afraid Fernando
              We were young and full of life and none of us prepared to die
              And I'm not ashamed to say
              The roar of guns and cannons almost made me cry

              There was something in the air that night
              The stars were bright, Fernando
              They were shining there for you and me
              For liberty, Fernando
              Though I never thought that we could lose
              There's no regret
              If I had to do the same again
              I would, my friend, Fernando

              Now we're old and grey Fernando
              And since many years I haven't seen a rifle in your hand
              Can you hear the drums Fernando?
              Do you still recall the frightful night we crossed the Rio Grande?
              I can see it in your eyes
              How proud you were to fight for freedom in this land

              There was something in the air that night
              The stars were bright, Fernando
              They were shining there for you and me
              For liberty, Fernando
              Though I never thought that we could lose
              There's no regret
              If I had to do the same again
              I would, my friend, Fernando

              There was something in the air that night
              The stars were bright, Fernando
              They were shining there for you and me
              For liberty, Fernando
              Though I never thought that we could lose
              There's no regret
              If I had to do the same again
              I would, my friend, Fernando
              Yes, if I had to do the same again
              I would, my friend, Fernando...
              "Mai visto un compagno uscire dal campo senza aver dato tutto e anche di più. Siamo la squadra più straniera d’Italia, dicono. Faccio però fatica a trovare in giro per il mondo un gruppo più attaccato alla maglia del nostro." - Javier Zanetti
              ¡Pueblo no bueno! ¡Pueblo es muy mal!

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                Gravitation Soundtrack - Opening Theme

                Itsu no ma ni ka bokura nanigenaku deatta
                yasashisa yoseatte kakurenbo wa tsuzuku no
                sou sa

                No, wanna sell your soul shareta kiiroi [tacchi] de
                No, forget smile again odotteitai dake

                hashiri-nukeru ashita aruite-wataru bokura
                nishikaze ni noseta boku no koe todoku no?
                sou sa

                No, wanna sell your soul otogi-banashi no sekai de
                No, forget smile again zutto nemutteitai dake

                nee oikakete oikakete shiroi kaze
                nee koi ni natte ai ni natte hane hirogetai

                nee ii koto mo warui koto mo subete tashite
                ni de watte umaku ikite toki [kanji: kisetsu] wo koetai

                "se--no" de te wo tsunaide mizutamari koetara
                niji ga nozoku sora akai ito tsunagu no
                sou sa

                No, wanna sell your soul ame ni soppo mukarete mo
                No, forget smile again bokura waratteitai dake

                nee oikakete oikakete shiroi kaze
                nee koi ni natte ai ni natte hane hirogetai

                nee ii koto mo warui koto mo subete tashite
                ni de watte umaku ikite toki wo koetai

                toki wo koetai
                Im vorzeitigen Ruhestand.

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                  Das Rätsel des Lebens
                  Böhse Onkelz
                  Das Schwarze Album

                  Hinter Deinen Trümmern
                  ist ein Geheimnis
                  es liegt nur verborgen
                  Du kannst es nicht sehn
                  das Rätsel des Lebens
                  das Wunder des Daseins
                  fang an,es zu lösen
                  und Du wirst mich verstehn

                  ich bin der König Deiner Träume
                  Deine Zuflucht in der Not
                  meine Schwester ist das Leben
                  Mein Vater der Tod
                  ich erbreche mich in Träumen
                  raub den Bösen den Verstand
                  ich bewege mich geräuschlos
                  reich den Schwachen meine Hand

                  Wozu Illusionen,wenn sie in Erfüllung gehn
                  wozu gibt es Wunder,wenn wir sie nicht sehn
                  sei vorsichtig beim Träumen
                  sonst werden sie wahr
                  es gibt Ebenen und Welten
                  in die nicht jeder darf

                  Diese Worte sind Gemälde
                  Bilder meiner Seele
                  Du brauchst 'ne Menge Phantasie
                  um mich zu verstehn
                  doch es ist alles ganz einfach
                  deshalb ist es so schwer
                  es ist alles ganz nah
                  und deshalb so fern
                  Ist meiner Meinung nach eine lyrisches Meisterwerk vom W.!

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                    The Beautifull South mit einem beautiful song: "Song for Wohever"

                    I love you from the bottom, of my pencil case
                    I love you in the songs, I write and sing

                    Love you because, you put me in my rightful place
                    And I love the PRS cheques, that you bring

                    Cheap, never cheap
                    I'll sing you songs till you're asleep
                    When you've gone upstairs I'll creep
                    And write it all down

                    Oh Shirley, Oh Deborah, Oh Julie, Oh Jane
                    I wrote so many songs about you
                    I forget your name (I forget your name)
                    Jennifer, Alison, Phillipa, Sue, Deborah, Annabel, too
                    Jennifer, Alison, Phillipa, Sue, Deborah, Annabel, too
                    I forget your name

                    I love your from the bottom of my pencil case
                    I love the way you never ask me why
                    I love to write about each wrinkle on your face
                    And I love you till my fountain pen runs dry

                    Deep so deep, the number one I hope to reap
                    Depends upon the tears you weep, so cry, lovey cry, cry, cry, cry

                    Oh Cathy, Oh Alison, Oh Phillipa, Oh Sue
                    You made me so much money, I wrote this song for you
                    Jennifer, Alison, Phillipa, Sue, Deborah, Annabel, too
                    I wrote this song for you
                    Rettet die Bäume - Eßt mehr Biber!

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                      Guns n’ Roses: Civil War


                      "What we've got here is failure to communicate.
                      Some men you just can't reach...
                      So, you get what we had here last week,
                      which is the way he wants it!
                      Well, he gets it!
                      N' I don't like it any more than you men." *


                      Look at your young men fighting
                      Look at your women crying
                      Look at your young men dying
                      The way they've always done before


                      Look at the hate we're breeding
                      Look at the fear we're feeding
                      Look at the lives we're leading
                      The way we've always done before


                      My hands are tied
                      The billions shift from side to side
                      And the wars go on with brainwashed pride
                      For the love of God and our human rights
                      And all these things are swept aside
                      By bloody hands time can't deny
                      And are washed away by your genocide
                      And history hides the lies of our civil wars


                      D'you wear a black armband
                      When they shot the man
                      Who said "Peace could last forever"
                      And in my first memories
                      They shot Kennedy
                      I went numb when I learned to see
                      So I never fell for Vietnam
                      We got the wall of D.C. to remind us all
                      That you can't trust freedom
                      When it's not in your hands
                      When everybody's fightin'
                      For their promised land


                      And
                      I don't need your civil war
                      It feeds the rich while it buries the poor
                      Your power hungry sellin' soldiers
                      In a human grocery store
                      Ain't that fresh
                      I don't need your civil war


                      Look at the shoes your filling
                      Look at the blood we're spilling
                      Look at the world we're killing
                      The way we've always done before
                      Look in the doubt we've wallowed
                      Look at the leaders we've followed
                      Look at the lies we've swallowed
                      And I don't want to hear no more


                      My hands are tied
                      For all I've seen has changed my mind
                      But still the wars go on as the years go by
                      With no love of God or human rights
                      'Cause all these dreams are swept aside
                      By bloody hands of the hypnotized
                      Who carry the cross of homicide
                      And history bears the scars of our civil wars


                      "We practice selective annihilation of mayors
                      And government officials
                      For example to create a vacuum
                      Then we fill that vacuum
                      As popular war advances
                      Peace is closer" **


                      I don't need your civil war
                      It feeds the rich while it buries the poor
                      Your power hungry sellin' soldiers
                      In a human grocery store
                      Ain't that fresh
                      And I don't need your civil war
                      I don't need your civil war
                      I don't need your civil war
                      Your power hungry sellin' soldiers
                      In a human grocery store
                      Ain't that fresh
                      I don't need your civil war
                      I don't need one more war

                      I don't need one more war
                      Whaz so civil 'bout war anyway
                      "Mal wieder sind die Ärzte in deiner Stadt und dies ist ein Lied, das kein Ende hat" Die Ärzte - Zu Spät
                      Live in Karlsruhe 25.6.2004

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                        Alice In Chains
                        Nutshell


                        We chase misprinted lies
                        We face the path of time
                        And yet I fight
                        And yet I fight
                        This battle all alone
                        No one to cry to
                        No place to call home

                        Oooh...Oooh...
                        Oooh...Oooh...

                        My gift of self is raped
                        My privacy is raked
                        And yet I find
                        And yet I find
                        Repeating in my head
                        If I can't be my own
                        I'd feel better dead

                        Oooh...Oooh...
                        Oooh...Oooh...
                        "Was auch immer geschieht; nie dürft ihr so tief sinken, von dem Kakao, durch den man euch zieht, auch noch zu trinken."

                        B5 Fan? Dann zieh dir A Dark, Distorted Mirror rein, die genialste B5 FanFic aller Zeiten!

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                          Falco - Out Of The Dark

                          Ich krieg von dir niemals genug
                          Du bist in jedem Atemzug
                          Alles dreht sich nur um dich
                          warum ausgerechnet ich?
                          Zähl die Stunden, die Sekunden
                          doch die Zeit scheint still zu steh'n
                          Hab mich geschunden, gewunden
                          laß mich gehen - was willst Du noch?
                          Willst Du meine Tage zählen?
                          Warum mußt Du mich mit meiner Sehnsucht quälen?
                          Deine Hölle brennt in mir
                          Du bist mein Überlebensexlixier

                          Ich bin zerrissen
                          wann kommst Du meine Wunden küssen?

                          Out of the dark
                          Hörst Du die Stimme, die dir sagt
                          Into the light
                          I give up and close my eyes
                          Out of the dark
                          Hörst Du die Stimme, die dir sagt
                          Into the light
                          I give up and you rest your tears to the night

                          Ich bin bereit, denn es ist Zeit
                          für unser'n Pakt über die Ewigkeit
                          Du bist schon da,
                          ganz nah
                          ich kann Dich spür'n
                          Laß mich verführ'n, laß mich entführ'n
                          Heute Nacht zum letzten Mal
                          ergeben deiner Macht
                          Reich mir die Hand, mein Leben
                          Nenn mir den Preis
                          Ich schenk' Dir gestern, heute und morgen
                          Und dann schließt sich der Kreis
                          Kein Weg zurück,
                          das weiße Licht rückt näher, Stück für Stück
                          will mich ergeben

                          muß ich denn sterben,
                          um zu leben?

                          Out of the dark
                          Hörst Du die Stimme, die dir sagt
                          Into the light
                          I give up and close my eyes
                          Out of the dark
                          Hörst Du die Stimme, die dir sagt
                          Into the light
                          I give up and you rest your tears to the night

                          Out of the dark
                          Hörst Du die Stimme, die dir sagt
                          Into the light
                          I give up and close my eyes
                          Out of the dark
                          Hörst Du die Stimme, die dir sagt
                          Into the light
                          I give up and you rest your tears to the night

                          -------------------------------------------------------------


                          The Verve - The Drugs Don't Work

                          All this talk of getting old
                          It's getting me down my love
                          Like a cat in a bag, waiting to drown
                          This time I'm comin' down

                          And I hope you're thinking of me
                          As you lay down on your side
                          Now the drugs don't work
                          They just make you worse
                          But I know I'll see your face again

                          Now the drugs don't work
                          They just make you worse
                          But I know I'll see your face again

                          But I know I'm on a losing streak
                          'Cause I passed down my old street
                          And if you wanna show, then just let me know
                          And I'll sing in your ear again

                          Now the drugs don't work
                          They just make you worse
                          But I know I'll see your face again

                          'Cause baby, ooh, if heaven calls, I'm coming, too
                          Just like you said, you leave my life, I'm better off dead

                          All this talk of getting old
                          It's getting me down my love
                          Like a cat in a bag, waiting to drown
                          This time I'm comin' down

                          Now the drugs don't work
                          They just make you worse
                          But I know I'll see your face again

                          'Cause baby, ooh, if heaven calls, I'm coming, too
                          Just like you said, you leave my life, I'm better off dead

                          But if you wanna show, just let me know
                          And I'll sing in your ear again

                          Now the drugs don't work
                          They just make you worse
                          But I know I'll see your face again

                          Yeah, I know I'll see your face again
                          Yeah, I know I'll see your face again
                          Yeah, I know I'll see your face again
                          Yeah, I know I'll see your face again

                          I'm never going down, I'm never coming down
                          No more, no more, no more, no more, no more
                          I'm never coming down, I'm never going down
                          No more, no more, no more, no more, no more
                          (Repeat and Fade Out)

                          -----------------------------------------------------------------

                          Oasis - Gas Panic

                          What tongueless ghost of sin crept through my curtains?
                          Sailing on a sea of sweat on a stormy night
                          I think he don't got a name but I can't be certain
                          And in me he starts to confide

                          That my family don't seem so familiar
                          And my enemies all know my name
                          And if you hear me tap on your window
                          Better get on yer knees and pray
                          Panic is on the way

                          My pulse pumps out a beat to the ghost dancer
                          My eyes are dead and my throat's like a black hole
                          And if there's a god would he give another chancer
                          An hour to sing for his soul

                          Cos my family don't seem so familiar
                          And my enemies all know my name
                          And when you hear me tap on yer window
                          Yer better get on yer knees and pray
                          Panic is on the way

                          Cos my family don't seem so familiar
                          And my enemies all know my name
                          And when you hear me tap on yer window
                          Then you get on your knees and you better pray
                          Cos my family don't seem so familiar
                          And my enemies all know my name
                          And when you hear me tap on your window
                          Yer better get on yer knees and pray
                          Panic is on the way
                          Panic is on the way
                          Zuletzt geändert von supernova; 08.07.2004, 20:08.
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                            so hier mal was von Illegal 2001: A7 (Ich lauf durch jede Wüste)

                            Ich fahr die ganze Nacht auf der A7,
                            Ich kann es kaum erwarten, nicht genug von Dir zu kriegen.
                            Ich zähl jeden Kilometer, Sekunden auf der Uhr.
                            Ich bin total verliebt, ich spür meinen Herzschlag pur.
                            Doch plötzlich macht der Motor so einen komischen Sound,
                            auf einmal bin ich gar nicht mehr so gut gelaunt.
                            Und in dem Moment, an dem die Öllampe brennt,
                            da gibt es einen Riesenkrach und meine Karre liegt flach.
                            Ich lauf durch jede Wüste, ich schwimm durch jedes Meer,
                            würd mich sofort in Dich verlieben, wenn ich's nicht schon wär.
                            Ich lauf durch jede Wüste, ich schwimm durch jedes Meer,
                            würd mich sofort in Dich verlieben, wenn ich's nicht schon wär.
                            Jetzt steh ich an der Straße, und halt meinen Daumen raus.
                            Ein Auto hält an, ich heiß Thomas, er heißt Klaus.
                            Er ist mitte vierzig und sieht wie ein Spießer aus.
                            ER sagt er wohnt in Hamburg, ich soll mit zu ihm nach Haus.
                            An einer roten Ampel greift er mir an mein Knie,
                            mir ist schon viel passiert, aber sowas noch nie.
                            Ich lauf durch jede Wüste ...
                            Für die letzten Kilometer klau ich mir ein Rad,
                            und ich hoff', daß der Besitzer noch ein anderes hat.
                            Ich trete wie doof in die Pedalen, doch die Kette läuft mir ab.
                            Ich fahr in den Straßengraben und hau mir die Nase platt.
                            Mit aufgefetzten Knien und mit blutigem Gesicht
                            steh ich endlich vor Deiner Tür, vor Deiner Tür.
                            Die Tür geht auf, heh, doch das bist nicht Du,
                            vor mir steht ein Typ und der lacht mich aus und er sagt,
                            "heh, Thomas, Dich will sie gar nicht mehr"
                            Ich lief durch jede Wüste, ich schwamm durch jedes Meer,
                            wollt mich sofort in Dich verlieben doch Du willst mich nicht mehr.
                            Ich lief durch jede Wüste, ich schwamm durch jedes Meer,
                            wollt mich sofort in Dich verlieben doch Du willst mich nicht mehr.
                            Jedem das Seine!
                            ~ I will find you ~

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                              The Moody Blues "Nights in White Satin"

                              Nights in white satin, never reaching the end
                              Letters I've written, never meaning to send
                              Beauty I'd always missed, with these eyes before
                              Just what the truth is, I can't say anymore
                              'Cause I love you, yes I love you, oh, how I love you

                              Gazing at people, some hand in hand
                              Just what I'm going through they can't understand
                              Some try to tell me, thoughts they cannot defend
                              Just what you want to be, you will be in the end
                              And I love you, yes I love you
                              Oh, how I love you, oh, how I love you

                              Nights in white satin, never reaching the end
                              Letters I've written, never meaning to send
                              Beauty I'd always missed, with these eyes before
                              Just what the truth is, I can't say anymore
                              'Cause I love you, yes I love you
                              Oh, how I love you, oh, how I love you

                              'Cause I love you, yes I love you
                              Oh, how I love you, oh, how I love you

                              (spoken)
                              Breathe deep in the gathering gloom
                              Watch lights fade from every room
                              Bedsitter people look back and lament
                              Another day's useless energy's spent
                              Impassioned lovers wrestle as one
                              Lonely man cries for love and has none
                              New mother picks up and suckles her sun
                              Senior citizens wish they were young
                              Cold-hearted orb that rules the night
                              Removes the colors from our sight
                              Red is grey and yellow white
                              And we decide which is right
                              And which is an illusion?

                              "At the very least...my butt is warm." Last words ever spoken in Paragon City/ Justice

                              Chroniken des Schreckens //Coming soon: The Oro Wingmen

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                                Blur - She's So High

                                I see her face
                                Everyday
                                I see her face
                                It doesn't help me

                                She's so high
                                She's so high
                                I want to crawl all over her

                                I think of her
                                Everyday
                                I think of her
                                It doesn't help me

                                She's so high
                                She's so high
                                I want to crawl all over her

                                She doesn't help me


                                Zwar recht kurz...aber sehr schön
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