Vardagshjälte

Detta är alltså Foo Fighters första singel från deras kommande studioalbum Wasting Light. Denna låten ingenting som från det förra albumet. Daniel beskrev låten som en blandning mellan Them Crooked Vultures (Dave Grohls sidoprojekt) och Foo Fighters. Jag är nästan beredd att hålla med honom.

Hursomhelst så låter det lovande inför det kommande albumet. Ge den en lyssning och säg vad ni tycker. Texten finns i klippet

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Robin lyssnade tidigare idag på en låt av Duffy som heter Well, Well, Well. Den var rätt okej! Fast jag började tänka tillbaka på vad Duffy gjort tidigare. Och en låt som jag från början tyckte var dålig var hennes hit Mercy. Fast den växte sig in i mig och sedan några år tillbaka tycker jag att den är riktigt skön! Och det tycker jag än idag.

Sedan kom jag på att jag inte har lagt upp den på bloggen någon gång. Så vi kör en klassiker! Lyssna och njut! Texten finns nedanför YouTube-fönstret för alla karaokefantaster.




Yeah, Yeah, Yeah x4

I love you
But I gotta stay true
My morals got me on my knees
I'm begging, please stop playing games

I don't know what this is
'Cause you got me good
Just like you knew you would

I don't know what you do
But you do it well
I'm under your spell

You got me begging you for mercy
Why won't you release me
You got me begging you for mercy
Why won't you release me
I said, release me

Now you think that I
Will be something on the side
But you got to understand
That I need a man
Who can take my hand, yes I do

I don't know what this is
But you got me good
Just like you knew you would

I don't know what you do
But you do it well
I'm under your spell

You got me begging you for mercy
Why won't you release me
You've got me begging you for mercy
Why won't you release me
I said, you'd better release me, yeah, yeah, yeah

I'm begging you for mercy
Yes, why won't you release me
I'm begging you for mercy

You got me begging
You got me begging
You got me begging

Mercy

Why won't you release me
I'm begging you for mercy
Why won't you release me

You got me begging you for mercy, yeah
I'm begging you for mercy
I'm begging you for mercy
I'm begging you for mercy
I'm begging you for mercy

Why won't you release me
Yeah, yeah

Break it down

Begging you for mercy
You got me begging
Down on my knees
I said, you got me begging
Begging you for mercy
You got me begging

Dags för lite musik igen! En annan skön låt av Rev Theory som dunkas av och till på Buena Vista. Eller ja, i alla fall jag för tillfället.

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Oh, oh
Oh, oh
You are my favorite disease
You are my favorite disease
Yeah

I'm sick and tired of the ways that you want me to be
Sick and tired of the shit you keep spittin'
I won't deny all the times that I wanted to leave
But I can't cause I'd miss all your bitchin' at me

And it started out so cool
Can't stand what it turned in to
Like a drug I can't kick
It's so hard to admit it to you

Cause I hate myself when I'm spun and I'm lit
Wish I wasn't addicted to you
But I can't help it
You got what I need
You are my favorite disease
You are my favorite disease

So hard to say why I keep comin' back to you
Hard to say that I like how I'm livin'
But I'm a slave to the pain that you're puttin' me through
Can't walk away cause I love what you're willin' to do

And it started out so cool
Can't stand what it turned in to
Like a drug I can't kick
It's so hard to admit it to you

Cause I hate myself when I'm spun and I'm lit
Wish I wasn't addicted to you
But I can't help it
You got what I need
You are my favorite disease

I know it's only killing both of us (You are my favorite disease)
You're not immune so don't think you can give it up
Up
Up
Yeah

Cause I hate myself when I'm spun and I'm lit
Wish I wasn't addicted to you
But I can't help it
You got what I need
You are my favorite disease
Cause I hate myself when I'm spun and I'm lit
Wish I wasn't addicted to you
But I can't help it
You got what I need
You are my favorite disease

I'm sick and tired of the ways that you want me to be
Sick and tired of the shit you keep spittin' (You are my favorite disease)
I won't deny all the times that I wanted to leave
But I can't cause I'd miss all your bitchin' at me (You are my favorite disease)

And it started out so cool (Oh, Oh)
Can't stand what it turned in to...
You are my favorite disease

Innan jag går och lägger mig ska ni få ta del av den här låten med Linkin Park. Eftersom det blev totalt mörker i samband med åskovädret så tänkte jag att låten passade bra. Om inget annat så tycker i alla fall jag att låten är riktigt skön! Plus att den är med i Fifa 11, ifall ni är intresserade av det.

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Dags för musik igen! Den här låten diggas hårt bland oss i 124 och 224 på Buena Vista. Innan jag kom till Santa Barbara hade jag aldrig hört talas om det här bandet. Det kanske var tur att jag åkte hit i alla fall!

Lyssna och njut! 

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Do you feel that
You better hold on
This ones about to get ugly
Hahahaha

She's a ten hell bent I'm in heaven tonight
Six speed sex scene playin out in my mind
One look I'm hooked for the runnin'
Wrapped up my heart started pumpin'
Are you ready for the best damn ride of your life?

Give me a "HELL" give me a "YEAH"
Stand up right now
Give me a "HELL" give me a "YEAH"
Stand up right now

Get ready to go she aint movin' slow
She's takin' control
Pushin' the pedal through the floor
I'm beggin' for more
You better hold on tight

Hey hey hey hey
Hey hey hey hey
Hey hey hey hey
Hey hey hey hey

Got a taste, gotta say I'm a junkie for life
She fused my fire and adrenaline high
My need for speed's got me gunnin'
One touch she screams keep it comin'
Are you ready for the best damn ride of your life?

Give me a "HELL" give me a "YEAH"
Stand up right now
Give me a "HELL" give me a "YEAH"
Stand up right now

Get ready to go she aint movin' slow
She's takin' control
Pushin' the pedal through the floor
I'm beggin' for more
You better hold on tight

Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha
Almost home!

Hey Hey Hey Hey
Hey Hey Hey Hey (come on! )
Hey Hey Hey Hey
Yeahhhhhhh

Give me a "HELL" give me a "YEAH" (hell yeah)
Stand up right now
Give me a "HELL" give me a "YEAH"
Stand up right now (right now)
Give me a "HELL" give me a "YEAH"
Stand up right now
Give me a "HELL" give me a "YEAH"
Stand up right now

Get ready to go she aint movin' slow
She's takin control
Pushin' the pedal through the floor
I'm beggin' for more
You better hold on tight

Give me a "HELL" give me a "YEAH"
Give me a "HELL" give me a "YEAH"

(Hey)

Hey Hey Hey Hey
Hey Hey Hey Hey
Hey Hey Hey Hey
Hey Hey Hey Hey

En skön låt så här mitt i natten i staterna, när jag ligger på golvet med lap-topen framför mig och anteckningsblocken till vänster om mig och förbereder mig för en ny, antagligen tung vecka på college. Nåja, jag ska i alla fall försöka lägga mig någorlunda tidigt så att jag får lite sömn i alla fall.

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If you'd like to walk a while
We could waste the day
Follow me into the trees
I will lead the way

Bring some change up to the bridge
Bring some alcohol
There we'll make a final wish
Just before the fall

Promise I will be forever yours
Promise not to say another word
Nevermind whats done is done
Always was a lucky one

Watch the sunrise all alone
Sitting on the tracks
Hear the train come roaring in
Never coming back

Laying quiet in the grass
Everything is still
River stones and broken bones
Scattered on the hill

Promise I will be forever yours
Promise not to say another word
Nevermind whats done is done
Always was a lucky one

Promise I will be forever yours
Promise not to say another word
Here forever deep beneath the dirt
Nevermind whats done is done
Always was a lucky one

Dags för musik! Det var ett tag sedan jag senast gjorde detta och vilket band/artist blir det den här gången? Vilka, om inte Foo Fighters?

När jag nu slänger upp den här låten så kanske ni börjar undra: "Börjar grabben få hemlängtan?" Det ska ni ha klart för er: det finns inga tvivel om att jag saknar er där hemma. Det går inte en dag utan att jag tänker på hur era liv flyter på, vad ni gör. Det går inte en dag utan att jag undrar hur min familj och mina vänner mår. Det går inte en dag utan att jag saknar er. Men jag är här nu, och jag försöker göra det bästa utav den här tiden medan jag ännu har chansen.

Jag kommer komma tillbaka innan ni vet ordet av det. Men för nu: lyssna och njut!

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Wish I were with you but I couldn't stay
Every direction leads me away
Pray for tomorrow but for today all I want is to be home

Stand in the mirror
You look the same
Just looking for shelter from the cold and the pain
Some want cover
Safe from the rain and all I want is to be home

Echoes and silence
Patience and grace
All of these moments I'll never replace
Fear of my heart
Absence of faith
And all I want is to be home
Ooh
Ooh

All I want is to be home

People I've loved
I have no regrets
Some I remember
Some I forget
Some of them living
Some of them dead
And all I want is to be home

Jag vet inte hur många det är av er 90-talister runtom i Sverige som har hört Aaron Carters gamla dänga "Crazy Little Party Girl". Jag hade inte hört den på år och dagar (då jag gick i ettan om jag inte minns helt fel), förrän alldeles nyss. Shit vilken nostagikick jag fick! Ett leende satte sig direkt på mina läppar och jag kan bara tacka 90-talet för det!
Det som är coolt är att jag kommer ihåg segment från musikvideon också. Shit vad länge musik kan lagras i ens hjärna. Det är helt otroligt. Undrar vilka andra godbitar jag kommer att kommer kunna komma över under resten av min levnadstid? Det återstår att se.

Skit samma! Här kommer en riktig godbit från 90-talet! Enjoy! Texten finns i klippet för alla karaokefantaster.

Eminem har kommit med en hel del hits genom sina år. Denna låten är inget undantag. Den spelas med jämna mellanrum i våran lägenhet. Enjoy!

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Just gonna stand there and watch me burn
But that's alright because I like the way it hurts
Just gonna stand there and hear me cry
But that's alright because I love the way you lie
I love the way you lie

I can't tell you what it really is
I can only tell you what it feels like
And right now there's a steel knife
In my windpipe
I can't breathe
But I still fight
While I can fight
As long as the wrong feels right
It's like I'm in flight
High of a love
Drunk from the hate
It's like I'm huffin' paint
And I love it the more that I suffer
I sufficate
And right before im about to drown
She resuscitates me
She fucking hates me
And I love it
Wait
Where you going
I'm leaving you
No you ain't
Come back
We're running right back
Here we go again
It's so insane
Cause when it's going good
It's going great
I'm Superman
With the wind at his back
She's Lois Lane
But when it's bad
It's awful
I feel so ashamed
I snap
Who's that dude
I don't even know his name
I laid hands on her
I'll never stoop so low again
I guess I don't know my own strength

Just gonna stand there and watch me burn
But that's alright because I like the way it hurts
Just gonna stand there and hear me cry
But that's alright because I love the way you lie
I love the way you lie, I love the way you lie

You ever love somebody so much
You can barely breathe
When you're with them
You meet
And neither one of you
Even know what hit 'em
Got that warm fuzzy feeling
Yeah them chills
Used to get 'em
Now you're getting fucking sick
Of looking at 'em
You swore you've never hit 'em
Never do nothing to hurt 'em
Now you're in each other's face
Spewing venom
In Your words
When you spit 'em
You push
Pull each other's hair
Scratch, claw, bit 'em
Throw 'em down
Pin 'em
So lost in the moments
When you're in 'em
It's the rage that took over
It controls you both
So they say it's best
To go your separate ways
Guess that they don't know ya
Cause today
That was yesterday
Yesterday is over
It's a different day
Sound like broken records
Playing' over
But you promised her
Next time you'll show restraint
You don't get another chance
Life is no Nintendo game
But you lied again
Now you get to watch her leave
Out the window
Guess that's why they call it window pane

Just gonna stand there and watch me burn
But that's alright because I like the way it hurts
Just gonna stand there and hear me cry
But that's alright because I love the way you lie
I love the way you lie, I love the way you lie

Now I know we said things
Did things
That we didn't mean
And we fall back
Into the same patterns
Same routine
But your temper's just as bad
As mine is
You're the same as me
But when it comes to love
You're just as blinded
Baby please come back
It wasn't you
Baby it was me
Maybe our relationship
Isn't as crazy as it seems
Maybe that's what happens
When a tornado meets a volcano
All I know is
I love you too much
To walk away though
Come inside
Pick up your bags off the sidewalk
Don't you hear sincerity
In my voice when I talk
Told you this is my fault
Look me in the eyeball
Next time I'm pissed
I'll aim my fist
At the dry wall
Next time
There will be no next time
I apologize
Even though I know it's lies
I'm tired of the games
I just want her back
I know I'm a liar
If she ever tries to fuckin' leave again
I'ma tie her to the bed
And set this house on fire

Just gonna stand there and watch me burn
But that's alright because I like the way it hurts
Just gonna stand there and hear me cry
But that's alright because I love the way you lie
I love the way you lie, I love the way you lie

Utöver Foo Fighters (som jag kan medge har fått alldeles för mycket svängrum i bloggen) så lyssnar jag på annat. Alltså, jag lyssnar inte bara på Foo Fighters som man skulle kunna tro. Jag lyssnar även på Nickelback. Och en massa andra band/artister. Här kommer en låt med just Nickelback. Som är bra.

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Well it's midnight, damn right, we're wound up too tight
I've got a fist full of whiskey, the bottle just bit me
Ooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhh
That shit makes me bat shit crazy
We got no fear, no doubt, all in, balls out

We're going off tonight
To kick out every light
Take anything we want
Drink everything in sight
We're going till the world stops turning
While we burn it to the ground tonight
Ooooohhhhhhh

We're screaming like demons, swinging from the ceiling
I got a fist full of fifties, tequilia just hit me
Ooooohhhhh
We got no class, no taste, no shirt, and shit faced
We got it lined up, shot down, firing back straight crown

We're going off tonight
To kick out every light
Take anything we want
Drink everything in sight
We're going till the world stops turning
While we burn it to the ground tonight
Ooooohhhhhhh

(Guitar Solo)

Ticking like a time bomb, drinking till the nights gone
Well get your hands off of this glass, last call my ass
Weeelllll no chain, no lock, and this train won't stop
We got no fear, no doubt, all in, balls out

We're going off tonight
To kick out every light
Take anything we want
Drink everything in sight
We're going till the world stops turning
While we burn it to the ground tonight

Ooooohhhhhhh

We're going off tonight
To kick out every light
Take anyything we want
Drink everything in sight
We're going till the world stops turning
While we burn it to the ground tonight

För lite omväxlingsskull lägger jag inte upp Foo Fighters utan den här gången:

*trumvrivel*

Them Crooked Vultures!

Nu kanske ni undrar: vilka fan är det? Svar: ett band bestående av Dave Grohl (Foo Fighters), Josh Homme (Queens of the Stone Age) och John Paul Jones (Led Zeppelin). Har lyssnat på några av deras låtar och jag får väl lov att säga att några av dem är rätt sköna. Som denna låten!

Texten orkar jag inte slänga upp idag. Det räcker med all den skit som jag skriver.

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Bara för att kompensera mitt bristande engagemang vad gäller bloggande lägger jag upp en låt. Och ni ska icke behöva undra: det är Foo Fighters, precis som vanligt.

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Took the high dive into your brain
And you made your lonely calls
You just might wear your welcome out
If you don't let it go.

There's nothing that you couldn't say
Cause you said it all before
Think it's time you walk this lonely road all on your own

It's your cold day in the sun
Looks like your bleeding heart
Has already won

Wish I could take it away
And save you from yourself
You get so lost inside your head like no one else

Looking for someone to blame
Blame me all along
You'll take the heat
But you would never take the fall

It's your cold day in the sun
Looks like your bleeding heart
Has already won

You're so afraid
That you are the only one
That you are the only one
You know

Don't be afraid
Cause your not the only one
You're not the only one
I know

It's your cold day in the sun
Looks like your bleeding heart
Has already won

It's your cold day in the sun
Looks like your bleeding heart
Has already won

Återigen Foo Fighters i spelningslistan! Denna gången en av deras absolut populäraste låtar! Lyssna och njut! Hela låten är perfektion! I alla fall enligt mig.

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Run and tell all of the angels
This could take all night
Think I need a devil to help me get things right
Hook me up a new revolution
Cause this one is a lie
We sat around laughing and watched the last one die

I'm looking to the sky to save me
Looking for a sign of life
Looking for something to help me burn out bright
I'm looking for a complication
Looking cause I'm tired of lying
Make my way back home when I learn to fly

I think I'm done nursing the patience
I can wait one night
I'd give it all away if you give me one last try
We'll live happily ever trapped if you just save my life
Run and tell the angels that everything is alright

I'm looking to the sky to save me
Looking for a sign of life
Looking for something to help me burn out bright
I'm looking for a complication
Looking cause I'm tired of trying
Make my way back home when I learn to fly
Make my way back home when I learn to

Fly along with me, I can't quite make it alone
Try and make this life my own
Fly along with me, I can't quite make it alone
Try and make this life my own

I'm looking to the sky to save me
Looking for a sign of life
Looking for something to help me burn out bright
I'm looking for a complication
Looking cause I'm tired of trying
Make my way back home when I learn to

I'm looking to the sky to save me
Looking for a sign of life
Looking for something to help me burn out bright
I'm looking for a complication
Looking cause I'm tired of trying
Make my way back home when I learn to fly
Make my way back home when I learn to fly
Make my way back home when I learn to, learn to, learn
to

Idag bjuder jag inte på en låt utav Foo Fighters utan på TVÅ! Två mycket sköna låtar på sitt egna lilla sätt. Båda låtarna kommer från albumet innan Greatest Hits-skivan: Echoes, Silence, Patience & Grace. Lyssna och njut! Eller förkasta de totalt. Vilket som, smaken är som baken.

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Seems like only yesterday
Life belonged to runaways
Nothing here to see, no looking back
Every sound monotone
Every color monochrome
Life began to fade into the black
Such a simple animal
Sterilized with alcohol
I could hardly feel me anymore

Desperate and meaningless
All filled up with emptiness
Felt like everything was said and done

I lay there in the dark, and I closed my eyes
You saved me the day you came alive

Still I try to find my way
Spinning hours into days
Burning like a flame behind my eyes
Drown in out, drink it in
Crown the king of suffering
Prisoner, a slave to the disguise
Disappear the only thing
Bittersweet surrendering

Knew that it was time to say goodbye

I lay there in the dark and I closed my eyes
You saved me the day you came alive
No reason left me to survive
You saved me the day you came alive

Come Alive [x33]

I lay there in the dark and I closed my eyes
You saved me the day you came alive

Come Alive [x15]

Nothing more to give
I can finally live
Come alive

Your life into me
I can finally breathe
Come alive

I lay there in the dark
And opened my eyes
You saved me the day you came alive

Come Alive [x11]

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Attention
Pay attention
No mention
A sickest array
A mission
An admission
Ignition
Detonate

Oh no don't talk about it
No please don't talk about it
Oh no don't talk about it
Not one more word about it
Oh no don't think about it
No please don't think about it
Oh please don't think about it
It goes away

We made these promises
You made these promises
Erase
Replace
Erase
Replace
We'll make more promises
We'll wait for promises
Erase
Replace
Erase
Replace

A vision
Division
Revision
Recognate
An action
A reaction
Distraction
Question the fate

Oh no don't talk about it
No please don't talk about it
Oh no don't talk about it
It goes away

We made these promises
You made these promises
Erase
Replace
Erase
Replace
We'll make more promises
We'll wait for promises
Erase
Replace
Erase
Replace

Oh, oh we're better off now
It's the only thing left said
Meant for you
Oh, oh we're better off now
It's the only thing left said
Meant for you

We'll make these promises
We'll make these promises
Erase
Replace
Erase
Replace
We'll make more promises
We'll wait for promises
Erase
Replace
Erase
Replace

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Erase
Replace
Erase
Replace

Bruce Springsteen slänger jag upp för att få lite omväxling till Foo Fighters.

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In the day we sweat it out in the streets of a runaway american dream
At night we ride through mansions of glory in suicide machines
Sprung from cages out on highway 9,
Chrome wheeled, fuel injected and steppin out over the line
Baby this town rips the bones from your back
Its a death trap, its a suicide rap
We gotta get out while were young
`cause tramps like us, baby we were born to run

Wendy let me in I wanna be your friend
I want to guard your dreams and visions
Just wrap your legs round these velvet rims
And strap your hands across my engines
Together we could break this trap
Well run till we drop, baby well never go back
Will you walk with me out on the wire
`cause baby Im just a scared and lonely rider
But I gotta find out how it feels
I want to know if love is wild, girl I want to know if love is real

Beyond the palace hemi-powered drones scream down the boulevard
The girls comb their hair in rearview mirrors
And the boys try to look so hard
The amusement park rises bold and stark
Kids are huddled on the beach in a mist
I wanna die with you wendy on the streets tonight
In an everlasting kiss

The highways jammed with broken heroes on a last chance power drive
Everybodys out on the run tonight but theres no place left to hide
Together wendy well live with the sadness
Ill love you with all the madness in my soul
Someday girl I dont know when were gonna get to that place
Where we really want to go and well walk in the sun
But till then tramps like us baby we were born to run

Då var det dags för musik återigen! Jag nämner inte ens bandets namn eftersom ni ändå antagligen vet vilka det är. Enformigt med samma band dag ut och dag in? Tycker inte jag. Skit samma, ytterligare en skön låt av Foo Fighters!

Fan också... skulle ju inte nämna bandnamnet. Skit samma: sitt nu där hemma eller hos kompisen och digga!

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Lately
I've been
Living in my head
The rest of me is dead
I'm dying for truth
Make me
Believe
No more left and right
Come on take my side
I'm fighting for you x2

(Chorus)
Pleased to meet you, take my hand
There is no way back from here
Pleased to meet you, say your prayers
But I don't care
No way back from here

Wake me
I'm ready
Something don't seem right
I was dreaming I was talking to you
Memory
Mend me
You know I've seen my share
Of things I can't repair
I'll break it to you x2

(Chorus)
Pleased to meet you, take my hand
There is no way back from here
Pleased to meet you, say your prayers
But I don't care
No way back from here

(Chorus)
Pleased to meet you, take my hand
There is no way back from here
Pleased to meet you, say your prayers
But I don't care
No way back from here

Var icke förvånade! I vanlig ordning: Foo Fighters! Med högklassig musik! Eller ja, enligt mig. En låt som kanske är lite bortglömd bland bandets många bra låtar. Från skivan There Is Nothing Left To Lose.

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[Verse 1]

Oh mirror mirror
You're coming in clear
I'm finally somewhere in between
I'm impressed
What a beautiful chest
I never meant to make a big scene

Will you resign to the latest design
You look so messy when you dress up in dreams
One more for hire
Or wonderful liar?
I think its time we all should come clean

[Chorus]

Stack dead actors
Stacked to the rafters
Line up the bastards
All I want is the truth

Hey hey now, can you fake it?
Can you make it look like we want?
Hey hey now, can you take it?
And we cry when they all die blonde?

[Verse 2]
God bless, what a sensitive mess
Yeah but things aren't always what they seem
Your teary eyes
Your famous disguise
Never knowing who to believe

See through
Yeah, but what do you do?
When you're just another aging drag queen?

[Chorus]

Stack dead actors
Stacked to the rafters
Line up the bastards
All I want is the truth

Hey hey now, can you fake it?
Can you make it look like we want?
Hey hey now, can you take it?
And we cry when they all die blonde?

För de som är sugna på att lyssna på någonting lugnt och med skön melodi: detta är låten för er. Detta lilla instrumentala stycke skrev Dave Grohl, frontmannen i Foo Fighters (vad hade ni förväntat er?), som en hyllning till gruvarbetarna i Beaconsfield i samband med en gruvkollaps 2006. Beaconsfield ligger för övrigt i Tasmaninen för den som är intresserad av geografi. Ni vet? Den lilla ön under Australien.

Nåja. Lyssna och njut!

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Satt och lyssnade först på  Metallica för att sedan gå vidare till Eminem för att slutligen komma till Cypress Hill som kommer stå för musiken en stund.

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[Mellow Man Ace: repeat 2x]
Low-ri-der.. low-ri-der..

[Intro: B-Real + (Mellow Man Ace)]
Aww, comin through fo' real we Cypress Hill, ohh baby
Got that crunk, for yo' trunk, goin gangsta crazy
We some real life hustlers, playin games in the street
We got that low-ri-der, scrapin dippin on three (low-ri-der)
So pop your collar, give a holla, throw yo' dubs in the air
We tear the roof, off the mother, lady let down yo' hair
Playa do that thang, that make you feel alright (low-ri-der)
Smoke that tree, crack that brew, we gettin freaky tonight

[B-Real]
Now when people are done, bumpin they head to this
You wonder why you wanted anything instead of this
We been makin you bounce, for many years already
Rock steady and cut, many niggaz to confetti
But I just want to blaze it up; whether it's the mic or a spliff
Yes my gift is to amaze you all
Thought I couldn't come for ten my friend, but guess what?
I slay niggaz and still savin my best nut (low-ri-der)
But you better cover your eyes, cause you never know when
I spit it out and start some flowin
I drop rhymes that grow like trees you're smokin
Ear drums feel like lungs, your brain's chokin
Just let it soak in, seep in, creep in
I'm keepin, all you motherfuckers in the deep end (low-ri-der)
You wanna trip? Then I got luggage
I stuff you in and send you off, cause you ain't rugged

[Chorus: + (Mellow Man Ace)]
Aww, comin through fo' real we Cypress Hill, ohh baby
Got that crunk, for yo' trunk, goin gangsta crazy
We some real life hustlers, playin games in the street (low-ri-der)
We got that low-ri-der, scrapin dippin on three
So pop yo' collar, give a holla, throw the dubs in the air (low-ri-der)
We tear the roof, off the mother, lady let down yo' hair
Playa do that thang, that make you feel alright (low-ri-der)
Smoke that tree, crack that brew, we gettin freaky tonight

[B-Real & Sen Dog]
Cause, we're Cypress Hill, come on and ride with us
Just get inside, we bouncin dippin, chop it up real tough
Lean to the side, pimp yo' hat, tilt yo' seat on back
Don't front on me, baby boy, and break bread with the sack (low-ri-der)

[Sen Dog]
I be the vato with the fine hoodrat in the ranfla
Always roll deep on the streets like the mafia
Pleito, just might come back and haunt ya
Flossin too much, no vato's gonna want ya
Not right here homes, we're past all of that
Makin that feria, spittin that raps
Ya me conoces, I'm down for my calle
Cypress Ave, y a pudo les madre (low-ri-der)
Ya tu sabes, we don't play that shit
Any pendejo's gettin hit up quick
Whassup ese? What hood you claim?
Now throw it up and down like it ain't no thang (low-ri-der)
Hands in the air with the pinky rings
Soul Assassins, runnin everything
To all you vatos, make sure you check this
In every barrio, I'm well respected (low-ri-der)

[Chorus]

[Mellow Man Ace: repeat 4x to fade]
Low-ri-der.. low-ri-der..

No surprise: Foo Fighters once again! Denna låten har jag faktiskt inte lyssnat särskilt mycket på, men det går inte att undvika att låten är skön.

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Back and forth that voice of yours keeps me up at night
Help me search to find the words that eat you up inside
I go side to side like the wildest tides in your hurricane
And I only hide what is on my mind because I can't explain

What if I do lord
What if I don't?
I'd have to lose everything just to find you
What if I do lord
What if I don't
I'd have to lose everything just to find you

It's my turn this solo burn so throw me in the fire
Trophies earned and lessons learned, my wicked little lies
We can pave new roads with the cold creed stones, wind them through the pines
Should I stay or should I go alone? I cannot decide

What if I do lord
What if I don't?
I'd have to lose everything just to find you
What if I do lord
What if I don't
I'd have to lose everything just to find you

Carolina, Caroline
Carolina, Caroline

What if I do lord
What if I don't?
I'd have to lose everything just to find you
What if I do lord
What if I don't
I'd have to lose everything just to find you

Carolina, Caroline
Carolina, Caroline
Carolina, Caroline
Carolina, Caroline