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Freitag, 7. März 2008
Montag, 4. Februar 2008
Schöne traurige Lieder, Vol. 7 - The Smiths
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The Smiths - Back To The Old House
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I would rather not go back to the old house
I would rather not go back to the old house
there's too many bad memories, too many memories there
When you cycled by, here began all my dreams
the saddest thing I've ever seen
and you never knew how much I really liked you
because I never even told you, oh and I meant to
Are you still there? or have you moved away?
I would love to go back to the old house
but I never will, I never will, I never will...
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Youtube-Video (c) by mystere1985
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Direkter Link: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AYVkIdIPlWA
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Labels: Morrissey, Musik, Schöne traurige Lieder, The Smiths, Youtube
Samstag, 8. Dezember 2007
Der Mozzer live
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And he stole from the rich and the poor and the not very rich and the very poor, and he stole all hearts away...
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Mittwoch, 15. August 2007
Reader Meet Author

READER MEET AUTHOR Lyrics
Artist: MorrisseyYou don't know a thing about their lives
They live where you wouldn't dare to drive
You shake as you think of how they sleep
But you write as if you all lie side by side
Reader, meet Author
With the hope of hearing sense
But you may be feeling let down
By the words of defence
He says "No one ever sees me when I cry"
You don't know a thing about their lives
Books don't save them, books aren't Stanley knives
And if a fight broke out here tonight
You'd be the first away, because you're that type
And the year 2000 won't change anyone here
As each fabled promise flies so fast
You'll swear it was never there
Oh, have you ever escaped from a shipwrecked life?
So safely with your software
Miles from the front line
You hear the way their sad voice sings
And you start to imagine things
Oh, any excuse to write more lies...
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