Das Original von Joan Armatrading oder die (bekanntere) Version von Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Peter?
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Manfred Mann
Erst kürzlich beim digitalisieren meiner alten "Nightingales and Bombers" LP wiederentdeckt und nun werd ich das Gitarrensolo nicht mehr los
.
Grüßle!
Peter
edit: sorry die "Handycam" Version ist halt nicht besser.
Manfred Mann
Erst kürzlich beim digitalisieren meiner alten "Nightingales and Bombers" LP wiederentdeckt und nun werd ich das Gitarrensolo nicht mehr los
.Grüßle!
Peter
edit: sorry die "Handycam" Version ist halt nicht besser.
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Da würde ich doch glatt fragen, warum Du nicht die CD gekauft hast? :kopfkratz:
PS: In meinen Gehörgängen ist der Bass von "Fat Nelly" eingebrannt!
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meine LP hat an einer bestimmten Stelle einen Knackser, der inzwischen zur Musik dazugehört. Wenn ich die Wahl habe: Vinyl: klingt lebendiger und ich schaue immernoch gerne meinem "DUAL" Plattenspieler aus St.Georgen/Schwarzwald beim abtasten zu.
Aber nimm mal nen Plattenspieler zum joggen oder ins Auto mit . .
Ach ja: FAT NELLY: DEN Bass kenn ich!
Grüßle!
Peter
Aber nimm mal nen Plattenspieler zum joggen oder ins Auto mit . .
Ach ja: FAT NELLY: DEN Bass kenn ich!
Grüßle!
Peter
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Deep Purple:
Youre lazy just stay in bed
Youre lazy just stay in bed
You dont want no money
You dont want no bread
If youre drowning you dont clutch no straw
If youre drowning you dont clutch no straw
You dont want to live you dont want to cry no more
Well my trying aint done no good
I said my trying aint done no good
You dont make no effort no not like you should
Lazy you just stay in bed
Lazy you just stay in bed
You dont want no money
You dont want no bread
Grüßle!
Peter
Youre lazy just stay in bed
Youre lazy just stay in bed
You dont want no money
You dont want no bread
If youre drowning you dont clutch no straw
If youre drowning you dont clutch no straw
You dont want to live you dont want to cry no more
Well my trying aint done no good
I said my trying aint done no good
You dont make no effort no not like you should
Lazy you just stay in bed
Lazy you just stay in bed
You dont want no money
You dont want no bread
Grüßle!
Peter
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Peter Fox - Haus am See
Ich hab den Tag auf meiner Seite ich hab Rückenwind!
Ein Frauenchor am Strassenrand der für mich singt!
Ich lehne mich zurück und guck ins tiefe Blau,
schliess die Augen und lauf einfach geradeaus.
Und am Ende der Straße steht ein Haus am See.
Orangenbaumblätter liegen auf dem Weg.
Ich hab 20 Kinder meine Frau ist schön.
Alle kommen vorbei ich brauch nie rauszugehen.
[Otter Ferry, Scotland]
Gruß Saffetti
Ich hab den Tag auf meiner Seite ich hab Rückenwind!
Ein Frauenchor am Strassenrand der für mich singt!
Ich lehne mich zurück und guck ins tiefe Blau,
schliess die Augen und lauf einfach geradeaus.
Und am Ende der Straße steht ein Haus am See.
Orangenbaumblätter liegen auf dem Weg.
Ich hab 20 Kinder meine Frau ist schön.
Alle kommen vorbei ich brauch nie rauszugehen.
[Otter Ferry, Scotland]
Gruß Saffetti
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U2: No Line On The Horizon
I know a girl who’s like the sea
I watch her changing every day for me
Oh yeah
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
One day she’s still, the next she swells
You can hear the universe in her sea shells
Oh yeah
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
No, no line on the horizon, no line
[Blick auf Arran, Scotland]
Gruß Saffetti
I know a girl who’s like the sea
I watch her changing every day for me
Oh yeah
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
One day she’s still, the next she swells
You can hear the universe in her sea shells
Oh yeah
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
No, no line on the horizon, no line
[Blick auf Arran, Scotland]
Gruß Saffetti
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The Butcher (Leonard Cohen)
I came upon a butcher,
He was slaughtering a lamb.
I accused him there
With his tortured lamb.
He said, Listen to me, child,
I am what I am and you, you are my only son.
Well, I found a silver needle,
I put it into my arm.
It did some good,
Did some harm.
But the nights were cold
And it almost kept me warm,
How come the night is long?
I came upon a butcher,
He was slaughtering a lamb.
I accused him there
With his tortured lamb.
He said, Listen to me, child,
I am what I am and you, you are my only son.
Well, I found a silver needle,
I put it into my arm.
It did some good,
Did some harm.
But the nights were cold
And it almost kept me warm,
How come the night is long?
Kommentar
depeche mode - stripped
Come with me
Into the trees
We'll lay on the grass
And let the hours pass
Take my hand
Come back to the land
Let's get away
Just for one day
Let me see you
Stripped down to the bone
Let me see you
Stripped down to the bone
Metropolis
Has nothing on this
You're breathing in fumes
I taste when we kiss
Take my hand
Come back to the land
Where everything's ours
For a few hours
Let me see you
Stripped down to the bone
Let me see you
Stripped down to the bone
Let me hear you
Make decisions
Without your television
Let me hear you speaking
Just for me
Let me see you
Stripped down to the bone
Let me hear you crying
Just for me
Let me see you
Stripped down to the bone
depeche mode - stripped
Come with me
Into the trees
We'll lay on the grass
And let the hours pass
Take my hand
Come back to the land
Let's get away
Just for one day
Let me see you
Stripped down to the bone
Let me see you
Stripped down to the bone
Metropolis
Has nothing on this
You're breathing in fumes
I taste when we kiss
Take my hand
Come back to the land
Where everything's ours
For a few hours
Let me see you
Stripped down to the bone
Let me see you
Stripped down to the bone
Let me hear you
Make decisions
Without your television
Let me hear you speaking
Just for me
Let me see you
Stripped down to the bone
Let me hear you crying
Just for me
Let me see you
Stripped down to the bone
depeche mode - stripped
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Good day sunshine, good day sunshine,
Good day sunshine.
I need to laugh, and when the sun is out,
I've got something I can laugh about.
I feel good in a special way,
I'm in love, and it's sunny day.
Good day sunshine, good day sunshine,
Good day sunshine.
We take a walk, the sun is shining down,
Burns my feet as they touch the ground,
Good day sunshine, good day sunshine,
Good day sunshine.
And then we lie beneath a shady tree,
I love her and she's loving me.
She feels good, she knows she's looking fine,
I'm so proud to know that she is mine.
Good day sunshine, good day sunshine,
Good day sunshine.
Good day sunshine, good day sunshine.
Good day sunshine.
I need to laugh, and when the sun is out,
I've got something I can laugh about.
I feel good in a special way,
I'm in love, and it's sunny day.
Good day sunshine, good day sunshine,
Good day sunshine.
We take a walk, the sun is shining down,
Burns my feet as they touch the ground,
Good day sunshine, good day sunshine,
Good day sunshine.
And then we lie beneath a shady tree,
I love her and she's loving me.
She feels good, she knows she's looking fine,
I'm so proud to know that she is mine.
Good day sunshine, good day sunshine,
Good day sunshine.
Good day sunshine, good day sunshine.
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Get on your feet an' do the funky Alfonzo!
Father Vivian O'Blivion
Resplendent in his frock
Was whipping up the batter
For the pancakes of his flock
He was looking rather bleary
(He forgot to watch the clock)
'Cause the night before
Behind the door
A leprechaun had stroked, yes . . .
The night before
Behind the door
A leprechaun had stroked (he stroked it) . . .
The night before
Behind the door
A leprechaun had stroked . . . his . . .
Sma-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah
Ahhh (stroked his smock)
Which set him off in such a frenzy
He sang LOCK AROUND THE CROCK
An' he topped it off with a . . .
An' he topped it off with a . . .
An' he topped it off with a . . .
WOO WOO WOO
WOO WOO WOO
WOO WOO WOO
As he stumbled on his ____
He was delighted as it stiffened
And ripped right through his sock
Oh, Saint Alfonzo would be proud of me
PROUD OF ME
He shouted down the block
Dominus Vo-bisque 'em
Et come spear a tu-tu,
Oh!
Won't you eat my sleazy pancakes
Just for Saintly Alfonzo
They're so light 'n fluffy-white
We'll raise a fortune by tonite
They're so light 'n fluffy-white
We'll raise a fortune by tonite
They're so light 'n fluffy-brown
They're the finest in the town
They're so light 'n fluffy-brown
They're the finest in the town
Good morning, your Highness
Ooo-ooo-ooo
I brought you your snow shoes
Ooo-ooo-ooo
Good morning, your Highness
Ooo-ooo-ooo
I brought you your snow shoes
Father O'Blivion - Frank Zappa (Apostrohe('))
gruß
klaus
Father Vivian O'Blivion
Resplendent in his frock
Was whipping up the batter
For the pancakes of his flock
He was looking rather bleary
(He forgot to watch the clock)
'Cause the night before
Behind the door
A leprechaun had stroked, yes . . .
The night before
Behind the door
A leprechaun had stroked (he stroked it) . . .
The night before
Behind the door
A leprechaun had stroked . . . his . . .
Sma-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah
Ahhh (stroked his smock)
Which set him off in such a frenzy
He sang LOCK AROUND THE CROCK
An' he topped it off with a . . .
An' he topped it off with a . . .
An' he topped it off with a . . .
WOO WOO WOO
WOO WOO WOO
WOO WOO WOO
As he stumbled on his ____
He was delighted as it stiffened
And ripped right through his sock
Oh, Saint Alfonzo would be proud of me
PROUD OF ME
He shouted down the block
Dominus Vo-bisque 'em
Et come spear a tu-tu,
Oh!
Won't you eat my sleazy pancakes
Just for Saintly Alfonzo
They're so light 'n fluffy-white
We'll raise a fortune by tonite
They're so light 'n fluffy-white
We'll raise a fortune by tonite
They're so light 'n fluffy-brown
They're the finest in the town
They're so light 'n fluffy-brown
They're the finest in the town
Good morning, your Highness
Ooo-ooo-ooo
I brought you your snow shoes
Ooo-ooo-ooo
Good morning, your Highness
Ooo-ooo-ooo
I brought you your snow shoes
Father O'Blivion - Frank Zappa (Apostrohe('))
gruß
klaus
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Peter Gabriel - Don’t Give Up
Drove the night toward my home
The place that I was born, on the lakeside
As daylight broke, I saw the earth
The trees had burned down to the ground
Dont give up
You still have us
Dont give up
We dont need much of anything
Dont give up
cause somewhere theres a place
Where we belong
[Castle, Portencross, Scotland]
http://www.portencrosscastle.org.uk/
http://maps.google.co.uk/maps?hl=de...0009,-4.904698&spn=0.004674,0.013947&t=h&z=17
Gruß Saffetti
Drove the night toward my home
The place that I was born, on the lakeside
As daylight broke, I saw the earth
The trees had burned down to the ground
Dont give up
You still have us
Dont give up
We dont need much of anything
Dont give up
cause somewhere theres a place
Where we belong
[Castle, Portencross, Scotland]
http://www.portencrosscastle.org.uk/
http://maps.google.co.uk/maps?hl=de...0009,-4.904698&spn=0.004674,0.013947&t=h&z=17
Gruß Saffetti
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Tom Waits - Such a scream
Well Pale Face said
To the Eyeball Kid
She just goes clank and boom and steam
A halo, wings, horns and a tail
Shoveling coal inside my dreams
There are no laws
She's made of cream
She's such a scream
Qui bon tres bien, nails in cement
A Donnie gal from mortal clay
The plow is red
THe well is full inside
The dollhouse of her skull
A cheetah coat fills up with steam
She's such a scream
All crooked lines
Her fireplace
A milktrain so clean
Machine gun haste
You'll ride the only wall of shame
And drag that chain across the state
Her lips are red
She is the queen
She's such a scream
Well Pale Face said
To the Eyeball Kid
She just goes clank and boom and steam
A halo, wings, horns and a tail
Shoveling coal inside my dreams
There are no laws
She's made of cream
She's such a scream
Qui bon tres bien, nails in cement
A Donnie gal from mortal clay
The plow is red
THe well is full inside
The dollhouse of her skull
A cheetah coat fills up with steam
She's such a scream
All crooked lines
Her fireplace
A milktrain so clean
Machine gun haste
You'll ride the only wall of shame
And drag that chain across the state
Her lips are red
She is the queen
She's such a scream
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Shania Twain:
I'm gonna hold on
'Cause what I believe in is so strong
No matter how long, no one
Can tell me I'm wrong--I ain't goin' down
I had a baby at fifteen
Daddy never did forgive me
I never heard from the guy again
I had to drop outta high school
Everybody treated me so cruel
But I didn't give in and give her away
I'm gonna hold on
'Cause what I believe in is so strong
No matter how long, no one
Can tell me I'm wrong--I ain't goin' down
Her smile got me through the day and every night I'd pray
I could give her enough
At night I'd lie awake and cry hopin' we'd get by
'Cause you can't live on love
I worked night and day to keep us goin'
Through the sweat and tears without her knowin'
It was worth it just to watch her grow
Oh, oh, at least I was able to hold her
Whenever she needed my shoulder
I'm so glad I never let her go
I'm gonna hold on
'Cause what I believe in is so strong
No matter how long, no one
Can tell me I'm wrong--I ain't goin' down
I had a baby at fifteen
Daddy never did forgive me
I never heard from the guy again
I had to drop outta high school
Everybody treated me so cruel
But I didn't give in and give her away
I'm gonna hold on
'Cause what I believe in is so strong
No matter how long, no one
Can tell me I'm wrong--I ain't goin' down
Her smile got me through the day
And every night I'd pray
I could give her enough
At night I'd lie awake and cry hopin' we'd get by
'Cause you can't live on love
I worked night and day to keep us goin'
Through the sweat and tears without her knowin'
It was worth it just to watch her grow
Oh, oh, at least I was able to hold her
Whenever she needed my shoulder
I'm so glad I never let her go
Grüßle!
Peter
I'm gonna hold on
'Cause what I believe in is so strong
No matter how long, no one
Can tell me I'm wrong--I ain't goin' down
I had a baby at fifteen
Daddy never did forgive me
I never heard from the guy again
I had to drop outta high school
Everybody treated me so cruel
But I didn't give in and give her away
I'm gonna hold on
'Cause what I believe in is so strong
No matter how long, no one
Can tell me I'm wrong--I ain't goin' down
Her smile got me through the day and every night I'd pray
I could give her enough
At night I'd lie awake and cry hopin' we'd get by
'Cause you can't live on love
I worked night and day to keep us goin'
Through the sweat and tears without her knowin'
It was worth it just to watch her grow
Oh, oh, at least I was able to hold her
Whenever she needed my shoulder
I'm so glad I never let her go
I'm gonna hold on
'Cause what I believe in is so strong
No matter how long, no one
Can tell me I'm wrong--I ain't goin' down
I had a baby at fifteen
Daddy never did forgive me
I never heard from the guy again
I had to drop outta high school
Everybody treated me so cruel
But I didn't give in and give her away
I'm gonna hold on
'Cause what I believe in is so strong
No matter how long, no one
Can tell me I'm wrong--I ain't goin' down
Her smile got me through the day
And every night I'd pray
I could give her enough
At night I'd lie awake and cry hopin' we'd get by
'Cause you can't live on love
I worked night and day to keep us goin'
Through the sweat and tears without her knowin'
It was worth it just to watch her grow
Oh, oh, at least I was able to hold her
Whenever she needed my shoulder
I'm so glad I never let her go
Grüßle!
Peter
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hallo Peter,
aber da hätte ich gerne schon die reale story
hinter bild und signaturenspruch gewusst ...
gruesse
ralf
(sorry David, musste sein.
@ Peter: weiter per PN)
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Pas de quoi, das würde mich durchaus interessieren. Natürlich auch gerne direkt hier.
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And she pours herself
Another cup of coffee
As she contemplates
The stain across the wall
And it's in between the
Cleaning and the washing
That's when looking back's
The hardest part of all
And she always did her best
To try and please him
While he always did his best
To make her cry
And she got down on her knees
To stop him leaving
But he always knew one day
He'd say goodbye
Where are your friends
Where are your children?
Is this your house
Is this your home?
Does nothing ever last forever
Does everybody sleep alone?
And he tears the business
Tags from his old suitcase
As he packs away
The pieces of his life
They all love him but they
Always try to change him
That's what happens when
A girl becomes a wife
And she pours herself
Another cup of coffee
As the pictures leave
A clean space on the wall
And it's in between the
Leaving and the loving
That's when looking back's
The hardest part of all
Where are your friends
Where are your children?
Is this your house
Is this your home?
Does nothing ever last forever
Does everybody sleep alone?
Don't look back
Don't give up
Pour yourself another cup
mike & the mechaniks - another cup of coffee
Another cup of coffee
As she contemplates
The stain across the wall
And it's in between the
Cleaning and the washing
That's when looking back's
The hardest part of all
And she always did her best
To try and please him
While he always did his best
To make her cry
And she got down on her knees
To stop him leaving
But he always knew one day
He'd say goodbye
Where are your friends
Where are your children?
Is this your house
Is this your home?
Does nothing ever last forever
Does everybody sleep alone?
And he tears the business
Tags from his old suitcase
As he packs away
The pieces of his life
They all love him but they
Always try to change him
That's what happens when
A girl becomes a wife
And she pours herself
Another cup of coffee
As the pictures leave
A clean space on the wall
And it's in between the
Leaving and the loving
That's when looking back's
The hardest part of all
Where are your friends
Where are your children?
Is this your house
Is this your home?
Does nothing ever last forever
Does everybody sleep alone?
Don't look back
Don't give up
Pour yourself another cup
mike & the mechaniks - another cup of coffee
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Moin moin,
dieses Bild erzählt eine Geschichte - wie das Lied auch. War wohl im Eingangsthread so gewünscht.
Die reale Geschichte hat mit dem Eindruck nichts zu tun.
Die Signatur ist eine andere Geschichte.
David, wenns erlaubt ist, würde mich interessieren, welche Geschichte Ihr in dem Bild/dem Song lest.
Grüßle!
Peter
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dieses Bild erzählt eine Geschichte - wie das Lied auch. War wohl im Eingangsthread so gewünscht.
Die reale Geschichte hat mit dem Eindruck nichts zu tun.
Die Signatur ist eine andere Geschichte.
David, wenns erlaubt ist, würde mich interessieren, welche Geschichte Ihr in dem Bild/dem Song lest.
Grüßle!
Peter
hier eine UP-Version
Zuletzt bearbeitet:
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