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  • butun guzel albumlerini kenara biraktirip tek basina* o hayali adada eslik edecek, adi gibi gece gunduz yarenlik edecek marc almond albumu.. daha kapagindan baslayip butun sarkilarina yayilan bir derin mavilik.. acilistaki night and dark'dan finalindeki beautiful losers'a, ince ince, pek kederli, pek ic burkucu ama garip bir bicimde mutluluk veren happy sad songs..

    araya karismis siouxsie ve kelli dayton* sesleri de bonus..
  • bon jovi'nin bounce albümündeki çok klasik ama bir okadarda güzel balladı..
    bunlarda sözleri..

    i saw you coming from a mile away
    trying to hide behind that pretty face
    bet my last dollar baby you been bruised
    poor little heart all black 'n' blue

    last thing you need's another pickup line
    you must have heard them all a thousand times
    god only knows what you been through
    believe me i been broken too

    it aches, it breaks, it takes your breath away
    i've been around that block a time or two

    [chorus:]
    baby, i don't want to fall in love with you
    i try, try, try but i can't get around the truth
    please don't say my name, give this heart a break
    i don't want to make the same mistake but it's too late
    i'll leave on the light
    these arms are open all night

    i got your taste in the back of my mouth
    i want to reach in and pull it out
    and i'd be lying if i didn't say
    when you're this close i'm afraid
    of the way i'll feel if i touch your hair
    the way i'll miss you when you're not there
    and that i'll see you when i close my eyes
    it's too late, i've crossed that line

    it breaks, it aches, it takes your breath away
    i'll still be around come closing time

    [chorus:]
    baby, i don't want to fall in love with you
    i try, try, try but i can only tell the truth
    please don't say my name, give this heart a break
    i don't want to make the same mistake but it's too late
    i'll leave on the light
    these arms are open all night

    [guitar solo]

    it's 2 am, it's last call, baby. the barkeep's gone, i'll walk you home now
    save me, baby

    [chorus:]
    baby, i don't want to fall in love with you
    i try, try, try but i can only tell the truth
    please don't make me beg, give this heart a break
    i don't want to make the same mistake but it's too late
    i'll leave on the light
    these arms are open all night
  • charles bukowskinin son cıkan kitabı. icindeki siirler olumunden sonra yayınlanmak uzere ayrılmıslarmıs.
    konular tabi ki ayyaslık, kadınlar, at yarısı, yazarlık vs.
    bukowski seviyorsanız buyrun okuyun kısacık bir kitap zaten.
  • nebraska albümünde yer alan bruce springsteen şarkısı

    i had the carburetor cleaned and checked with her line blown out she's hummin' like a turbojet
    propped her up in the backyard on concrete blocks for a new clutch plate and a new set of shocks
    took her down to the carwash check the plugs and points
    i'm goin' out tonight i'm gonna rock that joint

    early north jersey industrial skyline i'm a all set cobra jet creepin' through the nighttime
    gotta find a gas station gotta find a payphone this turnpike sure is spooky at night when you're all alone
    gotta hit the gas 'cause i'm runnin' late, this new jersey n the mornin' like a lunar landscape

    the boss don't dig me so he put me on the nightshift
    it's an all night run to get back to where my baby lives
    in the wee wee hours your mind gets hazy radio relay towers won't you lead me to my baby
    underneath the overpass trooper hits his party light switch
    goodnight good luck one two powershift

    i met wanda when she was employed behind the counter at the route 60 bobs big boy fried chicken on the front seat she's sittin' in my lap
    we're wipin' our fingers on a texaco roadmap
    i remember wanda up on scrap metal hill with them big brown eyes that make your heart stand still

    5 a.m. oil pressure's sinkin' fast
    i make a pit stop wipe the windshield check the gas
    gotta call my baby on the telephone
    let her know that her daddy's comin' on home
    sit tight little mamma i'm commin' round i got 3 more hours but i'm coverin' ground

    your eyes get itchy in the wee wee hours sun's just a red ball risin' over them refinery towers
    radio's jammed up with gospel stations lost souls callin' long distance salvation
    hey mr. deejay woncha hear my last prayer hey ho rock 'n roll deliver me from nowhere