NirMeleth - Das Eckenforum

Und hier für Hamburg


Wenn du aus Dortmund kommst, schiesst geld hier keine Tore,
Wenn du aus der Hauptstadt kommst, scheißen wir auf dich und dein Lied.
Wenn du aus Leverkusen kommst, dann lass den Torwart gleich zu hause,
Wenn du auf Schalke kommst, ist das für uns ein Auswärtssieg.

Wenn ich weit weit weg bin, ob bei Juve oder Rom, dann denk ich Hamburg meine Perle und singe "home sweet home".

Ref:
Ohh Hamburg meine Perle, du wunderschöne Stadt, du bist mein zu haus du bist mein Leben, du bist die Stadt auf die ich kann auf die ich kann.

Wenn du aus Bremen kommst, gibts für dich hier nichts zu holen,
Wenn du aus Rostock kommst bleibst am besten gleich zu haus.
Wenn du aus Cottbus kommst, kommst du eigentlich aus Polen,
Wenn du aus München kommst, ziehen wir dir die Lederhosen aus.

Wenn ich weit weit weg bin, in Athen odern auf´m Dom, dann denk' ich Hamburg meine Perle und singe "home sweet home".

Ref:
Ohh Hamburg meine Perle, du wunderschöne Stadt, du bist mein zu haus du bist mein Leben, du bist die Stadt auf die ich kann auf die ich kann.


Wenn ich weit weit weg bin, ob bei Juve oder Rom, dann denk ich Hamburg meine Perle und singe "home sweet home".

Ref:
Ohh Hamburg meine Perle, du wunderschöne Stadt, du bist mein zu haus du bist mein Leben, du bist die Stadt auf die ich kann auf die ich kann.
Ohh Hamburg meine Perle, du wunderschöne Stadt, du bist mein zu haus du bist mein Leben, du bist die Stadt auf die ich kann auf die ich kann.

Ich mach mich erneut sehr unbeliebt

50 Cent - If I Can't

Yea, ha ha, yea, yea

[Hook: 50 Cent]
If I can't do it , homey, it can't be done
Now I'ma let the champagne bottle pop
I'ma take it to the top
Fo sho I'ma make it hot, baby (baby)

[Verse 1: 50 Cent]
I apply pressure to pussies that stuntin I pop
Stand alone squeezin my pistol I'm sure that I gotta
Now Peter Piper picked peppers and run rock rhymes
I'm 50 Cent, I write a lil bit but I pop nines
Tell niggaz, "Get they money right," cuz I got mine
And I'm around quit playin nigga you can't shine
You gon be that next chump to end up in the trunk
After bein hit by the pump, is that whut you want?
Be easy nigga, I'll lay your ass out
Believe me nigga, thats whut I'm about, gangsta
You could find a nigga sittin on chrome
Hit the clutch, hit the gear, hit the gas & I'm gone (Yea!)

[Hook: 50 Cent]
If I can't do it, homey, it can't be done
Now I'ma let the champagne bottle pop
I'ma take it to the top
Fo sho I'ma make it hot, baby (baby)

[Verse 2: 50 Cent (Dr Dre)]
I'm down for the action, he smart with his mouth so smack em
You holdin a strap, he might come back so clap em
React like a gangsta, die like a gangsta for actin
Cuz you'll get hit & homicide'll be askin, "Whut happened?"
OH NO look who clapped em with the FO'FO'
20 inch rims sittin low-pros
Eastside, Westside niggaz ALL KNOW,IM LOCO
Even my mama said, "Something really wrong with my brain"
Niggaz don't rob me they know I'm down to die for my chain
G-UNIT!(yeah) We get it poppin in the hood
G-UNIT!(yeah) Muthafucka whuts good?
I'm waitin on niggaz to act like they dont know how to act
I had a sip of too much Jack, I'll blow em off the map
With the mack, thinkin its all rap
Til that ass get clapped and Doc say "It's a wrap"

(DR DRE) It's a wrap, nigga

[Hook: 50 Cent]
If I can't do it, homey, it can't be done
Now I'ma let the champagne bottle pop
I'ma take it to the top
Fo sho I'ma make it hot, baby (baby)

[Verse 3: 50 Cent]
I been feelin i had to teach lessons to slow learners
Go head act up, get smacked in the head with the burner
I dont fight fair, I'm dirty-dirty
I'm from Southside Jamaica, Queens, nigga ya'heard me?
When streetlights come on niggaz blast the nines
Get locked up, they read books to pass the time
In the game there's up's and down's, so I stay on the grind
Niggaz on my dick more than my bitch, I stay on they mind
They aint nothin they could do to stop my shine
This is God's plan homey, this ain't mine
I played the music loud so Grandpa called me a nuisance
And Grandma; who always gotta throw in her two cents
I'm the drop out who made more money than these teachers
Ruthless like the Coupe but I come with more features
I am whut I am, you could like it or love it
It feels good to pull 50 grand & think nothin of it
Fuck it

[Hook: 50 Cent]
If I can't do it, homey, it can't be done
Now I'ma let the champagne bottle pop
I'ma take it to the top
Fo sho I'ma make it hot, baby (baby)

If I can't do it, homey, it can't be done
Now I'ma let the champagne bottle pop
I'ma take it to the top
Fo sho I'ma make it hot, baby (baby)

Uh huh, hood make it hot
Dr Dre, Aftermath
Shady, ha ha

Lambretta - Creep

God I´m such a creep
I´m having so much fun breaking up
It´s getting kind of wicked

And there´s no need to weep
It´s more like a relief - I can´t stop
Laughing and I´m thinking
You´re looking at a single in gold

I´m just your worst freakin´nightmare girlfriend

I am such a creep
I am such a creepy kind
Sorry but I do believe I´m just that type of girl
I am such a creep
( and I can´t help it )
I aint gonna waste my time
And I do believe that boy just had to go
God I´m such a creep!

The grass is turning green
The air is loosing weight - and the sun
Is lighting up my bedroom

My smile is kinda mean
I feel like I´m a dove with a gun
I´m looking in my phonebook
And there´s a lot of numbers to dial

…..God I´m such a creep
I´m having so much fun breaking up
I´m laughin and I´m thinking
You´re looking at a single in gold

Netter Song Mhair, den muss ich mir gleich mal versuchen zu holen.
Manchmal ist die Musik die wir hören doch das was wir denken?

Bei dem hier ist es nicht der Fall, obwohl er gut zu einigen Erlebnissen von Cijj passt, klingt gerade nur so geil:

Keimzeit - Fliesst Mein Blut

Du siehst, dass ich mich locker geb' -
Ich hab' gelernt, wie sowas geht.
Ich kann mich blendend amüsieren -
Das hilft mir, dich zu ignorieren.
Also was starrst du mich so an -
Jetzt, wo ich weiß, dass du mich...
Ist unterbrochen der Empfang.

Doch fließt mein Blut in deine Hände -
Konträr zu dem, was ich tu'.
Lässt mich verbluten dein so erklärtes Ende

Ich will, was war, von dir nicht hören.
Was sollen die Worte mir erklären?!
Ich hab', was übrig bleibt, Im Griff -
Bin Kapitän auf meinem Schiff.
Also was starrst du mich so an -
Jetzt, wo ich weiß, das du mich...
Ist unterbrochen der Empfang.

Ich mach' dem Aktuellen Platz,
Auf dass er dich begleite.
Was für ein schwammiger Ersatz
An deiner Sonnenseite!
Ich bin nicht länger dein Besitz,
Doch, ehe ich gänzlich weiche,
Fließt mein Blut in deine Hände -
Konträt zu dem, was ich tu'.
Lässt mich verbluten dein so erklärtes Ende.

Doppelpost. -.-

Ich adde einfach noch ne Runde Lyrics (Ich hasse es wenn Songs Verbindungen zum RL oder meinem RP haben, in dem Fall RL):

Simple Plan - You Don't mean Anything

Maybe, I'm just not good enough for you
And maybe, i just don't wanna be like you
And maybe I just don't wanna know
How low you're ready to go
I'm not gonna change, you can't make me, WHOA

[Chorus]
You don't, You don't, You don't, You don't
You don't mean anything to me [x2]
You're what I never wanna be

Tell me, does it feel good to be like you
And tell me, why should I waste my time with you
Cuz maybe you always bring me down
And I'm sick of being pushed around
I'm not gonna change, you can't make me, WHOA

[Chorus]

I know you think you know me
You don't know anything
I know you wanna help me
I don't need anything
Don't tell me where to go
I don't need you to know

You don't, you don't, you dont, you don't
You don't mean anything to me
You don't you dont, you don't, you don't
You don't me anything to me
[Chorus]

Sting - Be Still My Beating Heart

Be still my beating heart
It would be better to be cool
It's not time to be open just yet
A lesson once learned is so hard to forget
Be still my beating heart
Or I'll be taken for a fool
It's not healthy to run at this pace
The blood runs so red to my face
I've been to every single book I know
To soothe the thoughts that plague me so

I sink like a stone that's been thrown in the ocean
My logic has drowned in a sea of emotion
Stop before you start
Be still my beating heart

Restore my broken dreams
Shattered like a falling glass
I'm not ready to be broken just yet
A lesson once learned is so hard to forget

Be still my beating heart
You must learn to stand your ground
It's not healthy to run at this pace
The blood runs so red to my face
I've been to every single book I know
To soothe the thoughts that plague me so

Stop before you start
Be still my beating heart

Never to be wrong
Never to make promises that break
It's like singing in the wind
Or writing on the surface of a lake
And I wriggle like a fish caught on dry land
And I struggle to avoid any help at hand

I sink like a stone that's been thrown in the ocean
My logic has drowned in a sea of emotion
Stop before you start
Be still my beating heart

Jack Johnson - Banana Pancakes

Can't you see that it's just rainin'
There ain't no need to go outside

But baby, you hardly even notice
When I try to show you
this song It's meant to keep you
From doin' what you're supposed to
Like wakin' up too early
Maybe we could sleep in
I'll make you banana pancakes
Pretend like it's the weekend now

And we could pretend it all the time
Can't you see that it's just rainin'
There ain't no need to go outside

But just maybe, laka ukulele
Mama made a baby
I really don't mind the practice
Because you're my little lady
Lady, lady love me

Because I love to lay here lazy
We could close the curtains

Pretend like there's no world outside
And we could pretend that all the time
Can't you see that it's just raining
There ain't no need to go outside

Ain't no need, ain't no need
Can't you see, can't you see

Rain all day and I don't mind

The telephone singing, ringing, it's too early
Don't pick it up
We don't need to
We got everything we need right here
And everything we need is enough
It's just so easy
When the whole world fits inside of your arms

Do we really need to pay attention to the alarm
Wake up slow, wake up slow

Pretend like it's the weekend now
And we could pretend it all the time
Can't you see that it's just rainin'
There ain't no need to go outside

We've got to wake up slow

Wußtet ihr das Jack Johnson ein erstklassiger Wellenreiter ist (und seine Musik ist ein Traum)

Ich wusste das und ich finde den auch unendlich sympathisch. Er schafft es mit simplen Worten soviel zu sagen, dem Alltäglichen was schönes zu geben. Einfach toll, der Kerl, vielleicht sollte ich auch nach Hawaii. 8)

James Blunt - You're Beautiful

My life is brilliant.
My love is pure.
I saw an angel.
Of that I'm sure.
She smiled at me on the subway.
She was with another man.
But I won't lose no sleep on that,
'Cause I've got a plan.

You're beautiful. You're beautiful.
You're beautiful, it's true.
I saw you face in a crowded place,
And I don't know what to do,
'Cause I'll never be with you.

Yeah, she caught my eye,
As we walked on by.
She could see from my face that I was,
F**king high,
And I don't think that I'll see her again,
But we shared a moment that will last till the end.

You're beautiful. You're beautiful.
You're beautiful, it's true.
I saw you face in a crowded place,
And I don't know what to do,
'Cause I'll never be with you.
You're beautiful. You're beautiful.
You're beautiful, it's true.
There must be an angel with a smile on her face,
When she thought up that I should be with you.
But it's time to face the truth,
I will never be with you.

Jazz Butcher - Soul Happy Hour

The best things in life are free
But you can give them to the SDP
I want to go to Tesco's store
And buy some drink and fall on the floor.

I don't care for smart new clothes
I don't care for reading books
I don't care for Quinn and Collins
I don't care for magazines

I don't like lemonade
I think milk should not be made
I don't like coffee and I don't like tea
These are the things that mystify me

I don't care for sport or swimming
I don't care for all those nasty old bogeys
I don't care what's on TV
I just want to drink til I can't see

I wish I'd been born a tree
Someone'd come and make a barrel out of me
I get in a fury when
I'm not in a brewery

Whiskey Vodka Special Brew
All of this is good for you
Gin sling Quench or Brandy sour
Blot right out,
Soul happy hour

Na Na Na Na Naa
by Kaiser Chiefs

Na na na na naa
Na na na na naa
na na na na naa
na na na na naa

oh it does not move me
it does not get me going at all
Na na na na naa
Na na na na naa
it does not shift me
its not the kind of thing that i like
Na na na na naa
Na na na na naa
It does not move me
its not the kind of thing that i like
Na na na na naa
Na na na na naa

she does not listen
she's too wrapped up with all of her things
Na na na na naa
Na na na na naa
this does not get to me
shes not the kind of girl that i like
Na na na na naa
Na na na na naa
oooohhh
she does not move me
she's not the kind of girl that i like
Na na na na naa
Na na na na naa
oooohhh

OOOOHH
it does not mvoe me
its not the kind of thing that i like
Na na na na naa
Na na na na naa
Na na na na naa
Na na na na naa

oooooh
it does not move me(it does not move me)
it does not get me going at all
it does not shift me(it does not shift me)
its not the kind of thing that i like
it does not move me
its not the kind of thing that i like
Na na na na naa
Na na na na naa
Na na na na naa
Na na na na naa
oooooh
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inhaltlich sehr wertvolle lyrics

Flaash rudel. Irgendsone Kiddi hiphopband! aber die texte sind doch recht stark! blagen mit politischem wissen hat man ja nich oft




2. Part

1.Strophe

Angela, was hast du bloß mit diesem Land vor ?
rücken deutsche K-For Truppen im Irak vor ??
machen alles platt à la Ami-Terminator
obwohl das Volk dagegen is, was is das für ne Staatsform ???
es sind nich alle deiner Meinung, nein, das Land erhebt sich,
sind ganz erheblich gegen deine Pläne, doch sie wählen nicht
bin für alle für einen, gegen jeder für sich
in Deutschland darf sich heimisch fühlen wer auch christlich is
Moslems haben Schiss, ihr wollt Moscheen überwachen lassen
schürt die Angst doch fragt warum so viele andre Rassen hassen
Der Terror is da - Shit - Terrorgefahr,
Terror hier, Terror da, klar is Terror fatal
doch hat uns London nich gezeigt daß es keinen Ausweg mehr gibt
außer nem Krieg oder vielleicht ne andre Aussenpolitik ?!
Angie such Kollegen die deine Position vertreten
die sind ziemlich schwer zu finden, denn dafür müsst es sie erst geben
Leute die dein Beisein meiden und das noch in den eigenen Reihen
als ne Frau der CDU wirst du noch lange einsam bleiben
du kannst den Platz als Kanzler gern wie Stoiber kriegen
zwei Minuten siegen, aber niemals Deutschland dienen !!!

Refrain:
Schlagt Alarm - wenn ihr nicht zufrieden seid
Schlagt Alarm - es erwartet uns ne miese Zeit
Schlagt Alarm - weil es so nich weitergeht
Schlagt Alarm - lasst euch keinen Scheiß erzählen

2.Strophe

Es fuckt uns ab wenn deine Fresse in der Presse steht
du hast dich festgelegt auf einen schlechten Weg
ich wähle lieber SPD mit Schröder und Co
scheiß auf Söder und so, keiner is blöder als du
Physik und Politik sind zwei Themen für sich,
fängt zwar beides mit nem P an doch es ähnelt sich nich
sie is n konservatives Monster das schlief
Es kommt auf uns herab wie die Bomben des Krieges
willst n Überwachungsstaat, früh, nachts und am Tag
gut daß jeder Arsch hier schon Big Brother mag
das is kein Attentat - das is n Hilfeschrei
wir müssen sparsam sein, du checkst im Hilton ein
ihr seid für das "Drunk" aber gegen das "High"
wirst du der Kopf des Staates, pump ich diesen Schädel voll Blei
Hast Kontakte zum Bushmann, während wir nur Frust haben
lass die Laberei, ich will kein Amerikaner sein
ich denke daß ich denke was so viele Denker denken
das Steuer unseres Bootes dürfen niemals Blender lenken
du kannst den Platz als Kanzler gern wie Stoiber kriegen
zwei Minuten siegen, aber niemals Deutschland dienen

Refrain:
Schlagt Alarm - wenn ihr nicht zufrieden seid
Schlagt Alarm - es erwartet uns ne miese Zeit
Schlagt Alarm - weil es so nich weitergeht
Schlagt Alarm - lasst euch keinen Scheiß erzählen

Es wird hart für das Land, ich seh schwarz für das Land,
die Konservativen haben unsern Staat überrannt !
Es is nix entschieden solang wir nur klarstellen:
NEIN zu Merkel und NEIN zu schwarz-gelb !!

Es wird hart für das Land, ich seh schwarz für das Land,
die Konservativen haben unsern Staat überrannt !
Es is nix entschieden solang wir nur klarstellen:
NEIN zu Merkel und NEIN zu schwarz-gelb !!

Ich find das gut!!

Grobschnitt - Wir wollen leben

Der Tag erwacht und leise stirbt die Nacht,
der erste Atem schmeckt noch kalt.
Wir stehen hier und drüben steht die Macht,
die Morgenluft riecht noch nach Wald.

Wir wollen leben, wir wollen leben

5.000 Bäume die heut sterben soll‘n,
ein Blatt Papier erklärt warum.
10.000 Menschen die das nicht mehr woll’n,
wir bleiben nicht mehr länger stumm.

Wir wollen leben, wir wollen leben
wir wollen leben, wir wollen leben

Die Sonne reißt den Morgennebel auf,
die Macht marschiert in Reih und Glied.
Sie hat Pistolen, Peitschen, Panzerglas,
wir haben unser kleines Lied.

Wir wollen leben, wir wollen leben

10.000 haben heute keine Angst,
vor diesem unverschämten Spiel.
10.000 und es werden immer mehr,
für uns gibt’s nur das eine Ziel.

Wir wollen leben, wir wollen leben
wir wollen leben, wir wollen leben

Wir wollen leben, 5.000 Bäume die heut sterben soll‘n,
wir wollen leben, kein Blatt Papier erklärt warum.
Wir wollen leben, 10.000 Menschen die das nicht mehr woll’n,
wir wollen leben wir bleiben nicht mehr länger stumm.

Jack Johnson ist einfach klasse, sage ich garnicht mehr.
Delis Kaiser Chiefs haben es schon auf MTV geschafft, Leute, wir setzen Trends

Hier der perfekte Song für (böse) Jungs

SR-71 - She Was Dead

From the minute that i saw here she was diffrent than the rest
But i didn't hear her talking I was staring at her chest
And I wish I would have listened 'cause I think I might have seen the signs
Now it's been a couple months and I can'y take another word
She's been pushing every button she's been working every nerve
I've got something she can swallow it sure as hell's not my pride

And I know it's just a waste of time
Soon I'm gonna run out of lies
She'll just have to hear the truth instead
Everyday I'm gonna make her cry
Till the minute that we said goodbye
I'm gonna make her wish... she was dead

i used to hang out with my homies gettin stupid every night
Till I met her and she chained me up to keep me out of sight
I got to get away from her I think I'm running out of time
'Cause I think I'm gonna die whenever she's behind the wheel
And it drives me up the wall when she asks me how I feel
I don't really want to talk so I tell her that I'm doing fine
There's got to be a way that i can get it through her head
I'm going crazy and she won't let me go
The lease gets tighter every day
Already told her she's Miss Right Now
But I wish she was Miss Yesterday

And I know it's just a waste of time
Soon I'm gonna run out of lies
She'll just have to hear the truth instead
Everyday I'm gonna make her cry
Till the minute that we said goodbye
I'm gonna make her wish... she was dead

STING

"They Dance Alone"

Why are there women here dancing on their own?
Why is there this sadness in their eyes?
Why are the soldiers here
Their faces fixed like stone?
I can't see what it is that they dispise
They're dancing with the missing
They're dancing with the dead
They dance with the invisible ones
Their anguish is unsaid
They're dancing with their fathers
They're dancing with their sons
They're dancing with their husbands
They dance alone They dance alone

It's the only form of protest they're allowed
I've seen their silent faces scream so loud
If they were to speak these words they'd go missing too
Another woman on a torture table what else can they do
They're dancing with the missing
They're dancing with the dead
They dance with the invisible ones
Their anguish is unsaid
They're dancing with their fathers
They're dancing with their sons
They're dancing with their husbands
They dance alone They dance alone

One day we'll dance on their graves
One day we'll sing our freedom
One day we'll laugh in our joy
And we'll dance
One day we'll dance on their graves
One day we'll sing our freedom
One day we'll laugh in our joy
And we'll dance

Ellas danzan con los desaparecidos
Ellas danzan con los muertos
Ellas danzan con amores invisibles
Ellas danzan con silenciosa angustia
Danzan con sus pardres
Danzan con sus hijos
Danzan con sus esposos
Ellas danzan solas
Danzan solas

Hey Mr. Pinochet
You've sown a bitter crop
It's foreign money that supports you
One day the money's going to stop
No wages for your torturers
No budget for your guns
Can you think of your own mother
Dancin' with her invisible son
They're dancing with the missing
They're dancing with the dead
They dance with the invisible ones
They're anguish is unsaid
They're dancing with their fathers
They're dancing with their sons
They're dancing with their husbands
They dance alone
They dance alone

Ich höre, von anderen so genannt, Babypunk und es macht Spass

Blink 182 - Wasting Time

I'm wasting time thinking about a girl
And stealing her away from her world
She and I would run away
I think of all the things that I'd say

We'd talk about important things
And I picture it in my dreams
She'd teach me about modern art
And I'd show her it's okay to fart and

Maybe I'd impress her
By being in a band and
Maybe if I act real tough
She'd let me hold her hand and
Maybe I'll win her heart
By writing this song about her

Sometimes I sit at home and
Wonder if she's sitting at home
Thinking of me and wondering if I'm
Sitting at home, thinking about her
Or am I just wasting my time

Remembering how she laughed at Kinko's
When I made fun of that guy
Remebering the look she gave me
When I told her that I used to fry

I really want to ask her out
But my ego could never take it
And even if I got the balls
You know that the Cougar would never make it

And in my town you can't drive naked

And maybe I'd impress her
By being in a band and
Maybe if I act real tough
She'd let me hold her hand and
Maybe I'll win her heart
By writing this song about her

Sometimes I sit at home and
Wonder if she's sitting at home
Thinking of me and wondering if I'm
Sitting at home, thinking about her
Or am I just wasting my time

Am I just wasting my time
Am I just wasting my time
Am I just wasting my time
Wasting my time thinking about a girl