Alfons.G Posted 10 maart 2005 Report Share Posted 10 maart 2005 Hallo , Van wie is deze song tekst ,we kunnen hier ook een spelletje van maken . Komt ie Asylum I am no feeble Christ not me. He hangs in glib delight upon his cross, above my body. Christ forgive. FORGIVE? I vomit for you Jesu. Shit forgive. Down from your cross. Down from your papal heights, from that churlish suicide petulant child. Down from those pious heights, royal flag bearer, goat, billy. I vomit for you. Forgive? Shit he forgives. He hangs in crucified delight nailed to the extent of his vision, his cross, his manhood, violence, guilt, sin. He would nail my body upon his cross, suicide visionary, death reveller, rake, rapist, lifepotjandriedubbeltjeser, Jesu, earthmover Christus, gravedigger, you dug the graves of Auschwitz, the soil of Treblinka is your guilt, your sin, master, master of gore, enigma. You carry the standard of your oppression. Enola is your gaiety. The bodies of Hiroshima are your delight the nails are your only trinity, hold them in your corpsey gracelessness, the image I have had to suffer. The cross is the virgin body of womanhood that you defile. You nail yourself to your own sin. Lame arse Jesus calls me sister there are no words for my contempt, every woman is a cross in his filthy theology, his arrogant delight. He turns his back upon me in his fear, he dare not face me. Fearpotjandriedubbeltjeser. Share nothing you Christ, sterile, impotent, potjandriedubbeltjeslove prophet of death. You are the ultimate pornography, in your cuntfear, cockfear, manfear, womanfear, unfair warfare, warfare, warfare, warfare, warfare, warfare, warfare, warfare. JESUS DIED FOR HIS OWN SINS, NOT MINE Denk ze een tipje 1978. Alfons Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
JazzLuva Posted 10 maart 2005 Report Share Posted 10 maart 2005 The Crass, mn favoriete punkband toendertijd , toppertje P.S ik stond en sta nog steeds voor de volle 100% achter die tekst Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Alfons.G Posted 10 maart 2005 Author Report Share Posted 10 maart 2005 das snel Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
JazzLuva Posted 10 maart 2005 Report Share Posted 10 maart 2005 HAHA , ja ik ken mn klassiekers Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Alfons.G Posted 10 maart 2005 Author Report Share Posted 10 maart 2005 oke nog eentje andere gerne dat wel. PRIMITIVE PAINTERS -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Intro: E / A / D5 //: E A I just wish my life could be as strange as a conspiracy D5 E I hold out but there's no way of being what I want to be E A Dragons blow fire angels fly spirits wither in the air D5 E I'm just me I can't deny I'm neither here, there nor anywhere E A Oh you should see my trail of disgrace, D5 E it's enough to scare the whole human race E A Oh you should see my trail of disgrace, D5 E it's enough to scare the whole human race strum.: C / D ////: E / A / D / A / C / D / E E A I don't care about this life, they say there'll be another one D5 E defeatist attitude I know will you be sorry when I've gone E A Primitive painters are ships floating on an empty sea D5 E gathering in galleries were stallions of imagery E A Oh you should see my trail of disgrace, D5 E it's enough to scare the whole human race E A Oh you should see my trail of disgrace, D5 E it's enough to scare the whole human race Alfons Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
M Pekel Posted 10 maart 2005 Report Share Posted 10 maart 2005 The Crass, mn favoriete punkband toendertijd , toppertje P.S ik stond en sta nog steeds voor de volle 100% achter die tekst dan woon je vast niet in Staphorst Marcel Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
tito Posted 10 maart 2005 Report Share Posted 10 maart 2005 strum.: C / D ////: E / A / D / A / C / D / E Oefenen, oefenen en nog `ns oefenen. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
erik klijnsmit Posted 10 maart 2005 Report Share Posted 10 maart 2005 als je zo'n tekst verzint , ben je waarschijnlijk goed ziek in je hoofd, ik zat te denken aan Hitler of zo, vlak voor dat ie stierf? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Pjotr Posted 10 maart 2005 Report Share Posted 10 maart 2005 HAHA , ja ik ken mn klassiekers Dan is dit een makkie voor je: Inflammable material is planted in my head It's a suspect device that's left 2000 dead Their solutions are our problems They put up the wall On each side time and prime us And make sure we get potjandriedubbeltjes all They play their games of power They mark and cut the pack They deal us to the bottom But what do they put back? Don't believe them Don't believe them Don't be bitten twice you gotta suss, suss, suss, suss, suss out Suss suspect device They take away our freedom In the name of liberty Why don't they all just clear off Why won't they let us be They make us feel indebted For saving us from hell And then they put us through it It's time the bastards fell Don't believe them Don't believe them Question everything you're told Just take a look around you At the bitterness and spite Why can't we take over and try to put it right We're a suspect device if we do what we are told But a suspect device can score an own goal I'm a suspect device the Army can't defuse You're a suspect device they know they can't refuse We're gonna blow up in their face P.s. de forumkuiser maakt er weer eens onterechte humor van Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Alfons.G Posted 10 maart 2005 Author Report Share Posted 10 maart 2005 wie is de forumkuiser? over ziek gesproken deze is ook ziek maar stiekum wel leuk geen tekst maar een afbeelding. zieke grappen Alfons Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Hubertinus Posted 10 maart 2005 Report Share Posted 10 maart 2005 Jazzluvva, indertijd had ik ook een Lp van the Crass. The feeding of the 5000 dacht ik dat hij heette. Ik vind the Crass de meest pure en intellectuele punkgroep die er ooit heeft bestaan. Maar wat is dat potjandriedubbeltjes in die tekst? Normaal ging zo'n tekst toch van: I've seen it all before, revolution at my backdoor etc. Do they owe us a living, cause they do etc Hubertinus Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Pjotr Posted 10 maart 2005 Report Share Posted 10 maart 2005 Maar wat is dat potjandriedubbeltjes in die tekst? f$ck met voor de $ een u Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
JazzLuva Posted 10 maart 2005 Report Share Posted 10 maart 2005 Jazzluvva, indertijd had ik ook een Lp van the Crass. The feeding of the 5000 dacht ik dat hij heette. Ik vind the Crass de meest pure en intellectuele punkgroep die er ooit heeft bestaan. Maar wat is dat potjandriedubbeltjes in die tekst? Normaal ging zo'n tekst toch van: I've seen it all before, revolution at my backdoor etc. Do they owe us a living, cause they do etc Hubertinus Haha , ja "Do they owe us a living, coarse they fukking do !! " ook top , ik had denk ik wel alle Crass albums , vond ze echt top , en kan het nog steeds waarderen al draai ik het weinig. @Pjotr SLF had ik vroeger ook wel muziek van, verders nog The Stranglers, The Ruts, UKSubs, Angelic Upstarts, Discharge etc...etc.. Ook US hardcore , Dead Kennedys, Black Flag etc.. Daarna kwam bij mij de New Wave periode met de bekende bands als Joy Division, Crispy Ambulance, Echo & The Bunnyman , Bauhaus, Killing Joke, Cocteau Twins etc... En daarna de Jazz , luister ik toch alweer zo'n 20 jaar naar en blijft boeien. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Pjotr Posted 10 maart 2005 Report Share Posted 10 maart 2005 Hallo Jazzluva, Toch kan ik SLF en de vele punkrock uit die tijd nog steeds wel waarderen zij het niet langer dan een paar nummers New Wave was niet mijn stiel. Daarna was het nog even metal als Neubauten en daarna was het toch al wel snel klassiek en Jazz, met name oude Jazz wat ik kocht. Voor de nieuwe Jazz zat ik bijna wekelijks in het BIM-huis en vele Jazzkroegjes die Amsterdam rijk was en voor modern klassiek e.d. in de IJsbreker. Eigenlijk luisterde ik in die die tijd nauwelijks thuis en zat ik vrijwel iedere avond wel bij een of ander concert. Amsterdam was wat dat betreft toendertijd echt een walhalla. Zeker met connecties die je meestal wel ergens op de lijst konden zetten Tegenwoordig is het veel opera (mede door vrouwlief) en hou de Haagse kroegen scene wat bij als ik er tijd voor heb. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
JazzLuva Posted 10 maart 2005 Report Share Posted 10 maart 2005 Ja het BIM-Huis kom ik ook wel , woon alleen niet in de buurt dus zovaak kom ik er niet , maar ga wel binnenkort weer naar het BIM-Huis (Wadada Leo Smit en Ronald Shannon Jackson), en volgende maand naar Hasselt belgie (of all places ) , waar Fred Anderson en Hamid Drake spelen , kan ik niet laten lopen Maar ik luister verder ook wel naar modern Klassiek, Minimal, Modern Creative etc.. Ow en Opera dat trek ik niet , is dat niet die muziek dat als ze doodgestoken worden dat ze dat niet gaan schreeuwen maar gaan zingen ? Maar heb wel wat moderne operas van Philip Glass (gaat wel) en Meredith Monk (Zangeres , album heet Atlas) die is echt fantastisch. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
JazzLuva Posted 11 maart 2005 Report Share Posted 11 maart 2005 Oke , hier nog even een songtekst , ik zet de titel er niet bij om het niet TE makkelijk te maken (verklarende tekst komt als iemand de titel en artiest geraden heeft ) Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen Woh! Ahhhhh Ch! Ahhhh! Ch! Ch! Through Jesus Christ, our Lord *[CHORUS] AMEN, AMEN, AMEN – [AFTER EACH LINE] By the Grace I fall mighty Lord Through Jesus Christ, our Lord By the Grace I fall mighty Lord Inspiritus Christus, mas exodus, mas exodus, mas exodus Alla-hu, Akibar, Salem Elekum, Alla-hu / (Allah, Hakum Barama Hamadu Salem Alekum, Allah) Through Jesus Christ, our Lord By the Grace I fall mighty Lord So I waka waka waka *[CHORUS] WAKA WAKA WAKA- [AFTER EACH LINE] I go many places I see my people Dem dey cry, cry cry Amen-i, Amen-i, Amen Amen-i, Amen-i, Amen Amen-i, Amen-i, Amen Amen-i, Amen-i, Amen I say I waka waka waka I go many places I see my people Dem dey cry, cry, cry Amen-i, Amen-i, Amen Amen-i, Amen-i, Amen Amen-i, Amen-i, Amen Amen-i, Amen-i, Amen I say I waka-waka-waka-waka-waka-waka-waka (HORNS response) I waka any village anywhere in Africa I waka any village anywhere in Africa Pastor’s house na ‘im dey fine pass My people dem dey stay for poor surroundings Pastor’s dress na ‘im dey clean pass Be it hard for my people for dem to buy soap Pastor na dim dem give respect pass And dem dey do bad-bad-bad-bad-bad-bad-bad-bad-bad-bad-bad things Through Jesus Christ our Lord *[CHORUS] AMEN, AMEN, AMEN - [AFTER EACH LINE] By the Grace I fall mighty Lord Inspiritus Christus, mas exodus, mas exodus, mas exodus Allahu, Akibar, Salem Elekum, Allahu / (Allah, Hakum Barama Hamadu Salem Alekum, Allah) So I waka waka waka *[CHORUS] WAKA WAKA WAKA- [AFTER EACH LINE] I go many places I go business places And I see, see, see All the bad, bad, bad things Dem dey do, do, do Call corruption And dey call “nepotism” Inside promotions And inside all business I say I waka waka waka I see, see, see *[CHORUS] WAKA WAKA WAKA So I waka-waka-waka-waka-waka-waka-waka (HORNS Short response) I waka any business anywhere in Africa I waka any business anywhere in Africa North and South dem get dem policies One Christian and the other one, Muslim Anywhere the Muslims dem der in Na sing Ahalla jin ‘im the director Anywhere the Christians dem der in Na the best friend to Bishop na ‘im the director It is a known fact that for many thousand years We Africans, we had our own traditions These money making organizations Them come put we Africans in total confusion Through Jesus Christ, our Lord *[CHORUS] AMEN, AMEN, AMEN- [AFTER EACH LINE] By the Grace I fall mighty Lord Inspiritus Christus, mas exodus, mas exodus, mas exodus Allahu, Akibar, Salem Elekum, Allahu / (Allah, Hakum Barama Hamadu Salem Alekum, Allah) So I waka waka waka *[CHORUS] WAKA WAKA WAKA – [AFTER EACH LINE] I go many places I go government places I see, see, see All the bad, bad, bad things Dem dey do, do, do Look Obasanjo, Before anything you know at all, And for dey shout Oh Lord, Oh Lord, Oh Lord, Oh mighty Lord, Oh Lord, Oh God And dem dey do bad-bad-bad-bad-bad-bad-bad-bad-bad-bad-bad things Through Jesus Christ our Lord *[CHORUS] AMEN, AMEN, AMEN By the Grace I fall mighty Lord *[CHORUS] AMEN, AMEN, AMEN I say look-a Y’aradua I say look-a Y’aradua Before anything you know at all It would dey shout Aba Ahlla- Aba Ahlla- Aba Ahlla- Aba Ahlla - Aba Ahlla And dem dey do yes, yes And dem dey do bad-bad-bad-bad-bad-bad-bad-bad-bad-bad-bad things Through Mohhmmed our Lord *[CHORUS] AMEN, AMEN, AMEN By the Grace I fall mighty Allah *[CHORUS] AMEN, AMEN, AMEN So I waka waka waka *[CHORUS] WAKA WAKA WAKA- [AFTER EACH LINE] I go many places I go government places I see, see, see All the bad, bad, bad things Dem dey do, do, do Dem steal all the money Dem kill many students Dem burn many houses Dem burn my house too And killed my mama So I carry the coffin I Waka waka waka Movement of the People Dey Waka waka waka O African Pioneers Waka waka waka We go Obalende, We go Dodan barracks Reach dem gatee-o And put the coffin down Obasanjo dey there, With him big fat stomach Y'aradua dey there, With him neck like ostrich We put the coffin down. Dem no wan take am *[CHORUS] BUT DEM TAKE AM - [AFTER EACH LINE] Dem no wan take am Who go wan take coffin? Dem must take am For the bad bad bad things Wey dem don do Dem no wan take am Obasanjo grab am Y'aradua carry am Yes, dem no wan take am Obasanjo carry am Y'aradua tow am Dem no wan take am Dem no wan take am It der for dem office Dem no wan take am It der dey now now now now It der dey now, now, now, now It der dey now, now, now, now It der dey now, now, now, now It der dey now, now, now, now It der dey now, now, now, now * Repeat as desired Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Viking Posted 11 maart 2005 Report Share Posted 11 maart 2005 Fela Kuti: COFFIN FOR HEAD OF STATE Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
JazzLuva Posted 11 maart 2005 Report Share Posted 11 maart 2005 Fela Kuti:COFFIN FOR HEAD OF STATE jep Wist je dat of was google je vriend ? Hier de verklarende tekst : Coffin for Head of State- Explanation A criticism of arbitrary/artificial religious & ethnic boundaries, and of religious hypocrisy- people who invoke god, but then commit atrocities, including Obasanjo (General) & Y’aradua (Leiutentent Colonel), two of Fela’s attackers. The poor live in squalor while the pastor lives in luxury. Fela walks (waka), & sees the unhappiness of his people, and the corruption & greed of the colonial-influenced Nigerian government. Colonial culture confuses the African people. In 1979, when Fela’s mother (a government official & activist) dies from injuries inflicted by the Army during an attack on Fela’s compound, Fela and his Movement of the People Carry his mother’s coffin to the barracks of two noted Fela enemies, Gen. Obasanjo & Lt.Crnl. Y’aradua. As a protest, Fela & MOP put the coffin down, and force the army to take it. Obasanjo & Yaradua eventually help to carry it (presumably out of respect for the dead, and fear of angering ancestoral spirits). “It remains there. ” Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Viking Posted 11 maart 2005 Report Share Posted 11 maart 2005 Google maar ik was niet echt verbaasd als ik zag waar ik uitkwam. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Henrie Posted 11 maart 2005 Report Share Posted 11 maart 2005 En welke is dit (vast wel bekend ): Interpret signs and catalogueA blackened tooth, a scarlet fog. The walls are bad. Black. Bottom kind. They are sick breath at my hind They are sick breath at my hind They are sick breath at my hind They are sick breath gathering at my hind I hear stories from the chamber How Christ was born into a manger And like some ragged stranger Died upon the cross And might I say it seems so fitting in its way He was a carpenter by trade Or at least that's what I'm told Like my good hand I tatooed E.V.I.L. across it's brother's fist That filthy five! They did nothing to resist. In Heaven His throne is made of gold The ark of his Testament is stowed A throne from which I'm told All history does unfold. Down here it's made of wood and wire And my body is on fire And God is never far away. Into the mercy seat I climb My head is shaved, my head is wired And like a moth that tries To enter the bright eye I go shuffling out of life Just to hide in death awhile And anyway I never lied. My kill-hand is called E.V.I.L. Wears a wedding band that's G.O.O.D. `Tis a long-suffering shackle Collaring all that rebel blood. And the mercy seat is waiting And I think my head is burning And in a way I'm yearning To be done with all this measuring of truth. An eye for an eye And a tooth for a tooth And anyway I told the truth And I'm not afraid to die. And the mercy seat is burning And I think my head is glowing And in a way I'm hoping To be done with all this weighing up of truth. An eye for an eye And a tooth for a tooth And I've got nothing left to lose And I'm not afraid to die. And the mercy seat is glowing And I think my head is smoking And in a way I'm hoping To be done with all this looks of disbelief. An eye for an eye And a tooth for a tooth And anyway there was no proof Nor a motive why. And the mercy seat is smoking And I think my head is melting And in a way I'm helping To be done with all this twisting of the truth. A lie for a lie And a truth for a truth And I've got nothing left to lose And I'm not afraid to die. Het is de korte, mooie, akoestische (2 meter sessies?) uitvoering... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Hubertinus Posted 11 maart 2005 Report Share Posted 11 maart 2005 Mercy seat- Nick Cave & the bad seeds. Hubertinus Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Henrie Posted 11 maart 2005 Report Share Posted 11 maart 2005 Mercy seat- Nick Cave & the bad seeds. Hubertinus Klopt! Mooi he Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Henrie Posted 11 maart 2005 Report Share Posted 11 maart 2005 Deze is ook mooi voor ik vergeetdat hier een kerk heeft gestaan voor ik vergeet dat ik jarig was en een tic-tac in mijn neusgat had toen we naar zeeland zijn gegaan voor ik vergeet koninginnedag en wie toen mijn vrienden zijn geweest en niets meer weet van straten en examens en vakanties en ruzie op een feest ergens in de Biltstraat waar ik toch niemand kende voor ik vergeet en later alles anders heet voor ik vergeet en ik de feiten en de cijfers en de namen van de schrijvers niet meer weet de hele dag en alle woorden en elk uur de hele dag en ook de nacht en de zomers en de handen van mijn vader vergeet ik op den duur voor ik vergeet vergeten ben van die hersenscan en van die toestand met dat huis voor ik vergeet en dat ik zo iemand was die van alles wou en niets begreep van de film waarin hij speelde en de lafbek die hij was ik hou van jou ik hou zoveel van jou tot ik vergeet jou vergeet jou vergeet jou vergeet en nog alleen maar lijk te dromen Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Alfons.G Posted 11 maart 2005 Author Report Share Posted 11 maart 2005 PRIMITIVE PAINTERS -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Intro: E / A / D5 //: E A I just wish my life could be as strange as a conspiracy D5 E I hold out but there's no way of being what I want to be E A Dragons blow fire angels fly spirits wither in the air D5 E I'm just me I can't deny I'm neither here, there nor anywhere E A Oh you should see my trail of disgrace, D5 E it's enough to scare the whole human race E A Oh you should see my trail of disgrace, D5 E it's enough to scare the whole human race strum.: C / D ////: E / A / D / A / C / D / E E A I don't care about this life, they say there'll be another one D5 E defeatist attitude I know will you be sorry when I've gone E A Primitive painters are ships floating on an empty sea D5 E gathering in galleries were stallions of imagery E A Oh you should see my trail of disgrace, D5 E it's enough to scare the whole human race E A Oh you should see my trail of disgrace, D5 E it's enough to scare the whole human race Niemand die deze weet oke komt ie . Felt ,was niet zo moeilijk toch? Alfons Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Alfons.G Posted 11 maart 2005 Author Report Share Posted 11 maart 2005 oke deze is niet zo moeilijk lijkt mij. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Follow me, don Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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