Et maintenant chantez !

Une chanson en anglais de Matmatah qu Blue chante toujours très bien... Il y a vraisemblablement des faute,s mais on va les mettre sur le compte de l'alcool


When I get a little bit drunk
Let missing my gladness
Go and get me a Guinness
When I get a little bit drunk
I'm a bird on a wire
I'm a fish in a river
When I get a little bit drunk
I forget my sourness
Go and get me another Guinness
When I get a little bit drunk
I'm a bird in a river
I'm a fish on a wire

And I laugh fat myself
And I dream somewhere else
In that deep black ocean
And it smells a bit wrong

When I get obviously drunk
I finally wonder why
You left me last night
When I get obviously drunk
I sing all my sorrow
And to the fellow on my shadow

And I laugh and I cry
And I shout 'till I die
Looking for somethin'else
So hang on by myself

When I get completely drunk
I slang everybody
High howling on me
When I get completely drunk
I split on your brother
I **** you down sister

And I laugh and I cry
And I scream 'till I die
And I howl up to the sky
For eventually sign
And I'm getting so sick
That I bring up my balls
And I pump up my dick
And I piss on your flowers

When I get desperately drunk
I'm a bird on a wire
I'm a damn in that gather

 

Pour continuer sur Nîmes (parce que j'arrive pas à redescendre de mon piti nuage )

Rammstein - AMERIKA

We're all living in Amerika
Amerika ist wunderbar
We're all living in Amerika
Amerika, Amerika

Wenn getanzt wird will ich führen
auch wenn ihr euch alleine dreht
Lasst euch ein wenig kontrollieren
Ich zeige euch wie es richtig geht
Wir bilden einen lieben Reigen
Die Freiheit spielt auf allen Geigen
Musik kommt aus dem Weißen Haus
und vor Paris steht Micky Maus

We're all living in Amerika
Amerika ist wunderbar
We're all living in Amerika
Amerika, Amerika

Ich kenne Schritte die sehr nützen
und werde euch vor Fehltritt schützen
Und wer nicht tanzen will am Schluss
weiß noch nicht dass er tanzen muss
Wir bilden einen lieben Reigen
Ich werde euch die Richtung zeigen
Nach Afrika kommt Santa Claus
und vor Paris steht Micky Maus

We're all living in Amerika
Amerika ist wunderbar
We're all living in Amerika
Amerika, Amerika

We're all living in Amerika
Coca-Cola, Wonderbra
We're all living in Amerika
Amerika, Amerika

This is not a love song
This is not a love song
I don't sing my mother tongue
No, this is not a love song

We're all living in Amerika
Amerika ist wunderbar
We're all living in Amerika
Amerika, Amerika

We're all living in Amerika
Coca-Cola, sometimes war
We're all living in Amerika
Amerika, Amerika

 

Joooooooooooooooooorus !

Les rockeurs californiens de Metallica seront les guests de luxe de la tournée mondiale des Rolling Stones : The Bigger Bang World tour, dont le coup d?envoi sera donné le 21 août prochain. Les métalleux, fans de longue date du groupe mythique, ont accepté d'assurer la 1ère partie de deux concerts des Stones au SBC Park de San Francisco les 13 et 15 novembre prochains.
Metallica qui n?a pas fait la 1ère partie d?un concert depuis 1992, explique ce choix par le profond respect qu?ils vouent aux Rolling Stones, Lars Ulrick, le batteur déclarait récemment à la presse : « c?est le seul groupe avec qui l?on souhaitait jouer et avec qui on n?a pas eu l?occasion de travailler» et d'ajouter « ...nos deux groupes sur même scène ça va être un P?.. de show

 

I CAN'T GET NO SATISFACTION
(M. Jagger/K. Richards)

I can't get no satisfaction
I can't get no satisfaction
'Cause I try and I try and I try and I try
I can't get no, I can't get no

When I'm drivin' in my car
And that man comes on the radio
He's tellin' me more and more
About some useless information
Supposed to fire my imagination
I can't get no, oh no no no
Hey hey hey, that's what I say

I can't get no satisfaction
I can't get no satisfaction
'Cause I try and I try and I try and I try
I can't get no, I can't get no

When I'm watchin' my TV
And that man comes on to tell me
How white my shirts can be
But he can't be a man 'cause he doesn't smoke
The same cigarrettes as me
I can't get no, oh no no no
Hey hey hey, that's what I say

I can't get no satisfaction
I can't get no girl reaction
'Cause I try and I try and I try and I try
I can't get no, I can't get no

When I'm ridin' round the world
And I'm doin' this and I'm signing that
And I'm tryin' to make some girl
Who tells me baby better come back later next week
'Cause you see I'm on losing streak
I can't get no, oh no no no
Hey hey hey, that's what I say

I can't get no, I can't get no
I can't get no satisfaction
No satisfaction, no satisfaction, no satisfaction

 

Oué j'avais vu ca pour Metallica, je suis pas super fan des Stones mais les deux sur scenes ca doit quand même donner pas mal du tout

 

Pour ceussent qu ise souvienne du magistral Antisocial de Trust, voici un massacre perpétré par Enhancer et Mr R sur canal+ argh!

 

c'est a ch... ça rejoint mon billet sur comment faire un bon single maintenant
Qu'est ce qu'ils vont reprendre ensuite ? "Beccassine" ? "Marche a l'ombre" ?
des fois j'ai envie d'un fusil a pompe ...

 

et de verre pilé

 

qu'est ce que tu disais sur les vieux cons tout à l'heure jawa?

 

Je n'irai pas jusqu"a dire qu'ils te ressemblent car ce serait un manque de respect total

"...j'suis trop vieux pour ces conneries"

 

Rassure toi..



Le temps ne fait rien à l'affaire
---------------------------------

Quand ils sont tout neufs
Qu'ils sortent de l'?uf
Du cocon
Tous les jeunes blancs-becs
Prennent les vieux mecs
Pour des cons
Quand ils sont d'venus
Des têtes chenues
Des grisons
Tous les vieux fourneaux
Prennent les jeunots
Pour des cons
Moi, qui balance entre deux âges
J'leur adresse à tous un message

Le temps ne fait rien à l'affaire
Quand on est con, on est con
Qu'on ait vingt ans, qu'on soit grand-père
Quand on est con, on est con
Entre vous, plus de controverses
Cons caducs ou cons débutants
Petits cons d'la dernière averse
Vieux cons des neiges d'antan

Vous, les cons naissants
Les cons innocents
Les jeun's cons
Qui n'le niez pas
Prenez les papas
Pour des cons
Vous, les cons âgés
Les cons usagés
Les vieux cons
Qui, confessez-le
Prenez les p'tits bleus
Pour des cons
Méditez l'impartial message
D'un type qui balance entre deux âges

Le temps ne fait rien à l'affaire
Quand on est con, on est con
Qu'on ait vingt ans, qu'on soit grand-père
Quand on est con, on est con
Entre vous, plus de controverses
Cons caducs ou cons débutants
Petits cons d'la dernière averse
Vieux cons des neiges d'antan
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Post Scriptum
Le version d'antisocial n'est pas terrible mais elle a le merite d'allier Rap à Metal chose rare Exceptée dans la mythique tournée Bring Da Noise de Public Enemy/Anthrax qui permit a deux publics presentés comme antagonistes de se retrouver

 

*tousse* Moué enfin c'est pas les tout premiers à faire ça et ils auraient peut-être pu le faire en moins nul...

Et je trouve ça un peu hypocrite, la génération Nirvana qui critique les reprises... Elles sont plus ou moins réussies, mais elles apportent un petit plus de culture aux nouvelles générations...
*pense aux Atomic Kittens* ... ou pas.

 

Perso je suis pas génération Nirvana .. Anthrax qui a repris egalement Antisocial y a quelques temps le monde est petit

 

Absolument.

 

I Can't Dance-Genesis

Hot sun beating down
Burning my feet just walking around.

Hot sun making me sweat
?gators getting close, hasn?t got me yet

I can?t dance, I can?t talk.
Only thing about me is the way I walk.
I can?t dance, I can?t sing
I?m just standing here selling everything.

Blue jeans sitting on the beach,
Her dog?s talking to me, but she?s out of reach.

She?s got a body under that shirt,
But all she wants to do is rub my face in the dirt.

Cos, I can?t dance, I can?t talk.
Only thing about me is the way I walk.
I can?t dance, I can?t sing
I?m just standing here selling.

Oh and checking everything is in place,
You never know who?s looking on.

Young punk spilling beer on my shoes,
Fat guy?s talking to me trying to steal my blues.

Thick smoke, see her smiling through.
I never thought so much could happen just shooting pool.

But I can?t dance, I can?t talk.
The only thing about me is the way that I walk.
I can?t dance, I can?t sing
I?m just standing here selling

Oh and checking everything is in place
You never know who?s looking on
A perfect body with a perfect face - uh-huh.

No, I can?t dance, I can?t talk.
The only thing about me is the way I walk.
No, I can?t dance, I can?t sing
I?m just standing here selling everything.

But I can walk.
No I can?t dance.
No no no I can?t dance
No I said I can?t sing.
But I can walk.

 

Parce que c'est de saison (quoi qu'il se pourrait bien que la neige arrive assez vite ici...) :

Hawksley Workman, Autumn's Here

You can tell by the wind
By fresh cut wood all stacked to dry
That autumn's here
It makes you sad about the crumby summer we had
With pine trees creaking
The ravens screeching
Just like the story my grandma tells
About when a bird hits your window
And someone you know is about to die

That autumn's here, autumn's here, it's ok if you want to cry
'Cause autumn's here, autumn's here, autumn's here

So find a sweater and you'll be better
Until the kindling is tinder dry
We can be quiet as we walk down
To see the graveyard where they are now
I wonder how they brought their piano
To Holding Hill from old Berlin
Be hard to keep it, it well in tune
With winters like the one that's coming soon

'Cause autumn's here, autumn's here, autumn's here
Its time to cry now that autumn's here
And autumn's here, autumn's here
Its ok if you want to cry 'cause autumn's here

I think that ghosts like the colder weather
When leaves turn colour they get together
And walk along these, these old back roads
Where no one lives there and no one goes
With all there hopes set on the railway
That never came there and no one stayed
I guess that autumn gets you remembering
And the smallest things can make you cry

And autumn's here, autumn's here, autumn's here, and autumn's here
Autumn's here, its time to cry 'cause autumn's here, oh oh oh
Autumn's here, autumn's here, its ok now, 'cause autumn's here.

 

Voilà une personne de goût

 

Bon ben je retire ce que j'ai dit hier, parce que maintenant c'est plutôt (en continuant avec le même chanteur) :

Hawksley Worman, First Snow of the Year

It's the first snow of the year
I guess it happens once a year
It's the first snow of the year
Oh glory
And dogs in the neighbourhood are going crazy
And even all the old ones that are usually lazy

It's the first snow of the year
I wonder will it stay for good
I wonder will it be here in the morning
When I wake up to meet the day
Will the fresh white snow still around me lay

It's the first snow of the year

And I know that by February
My thoughts on snow will be contrary
But this is now and then is then

It's the first snow of the year
So put the bicycles away
And clear the walkways with a borrowed shovel
And I heard this year is going to be trouble
If you thought last year was bad
This year's supposed to be double

But you can never tell
And it's probably just as well
Take the toboggan to the nearest valley
And night time comes just way too soon
And you drag the thing home under a half lit moon

It's the first snow of the year

And I know that by February
My thoughts on snow will be contrary
But this is now and then is then

It's the first snow of the year
So I think we should go to bed early
Light a candle where we lay
Stay as warm as we can stay

Fill my nose up with the smell
Of the first snow of the year
Before you know the things will be getting long but as
We hunker down a spell
And the fire's burning well
I like the way that we keep warm in the covers
On the first snow of the year

 

Tu te refais une cure d'Hawksley Workman maintenant que tu es dans son pays, ou quoi ?


Allez pour faire comme Céline :


Clairefontaine who are you
I like the paper you make
We were introduced by a lover of mine
And now she's gone and I still have you
Clairefontaine

Clairefontaine
You seem to bring the best out of me
And the things that I write to sing
Clairefontaine

Clairefontaine
Are you a lumberjack or something
Does your father own a forest of the nicest trees for chopping
Clairefontaine

Clairefontaine
Your sheets are very smooth
I like to rub my pen across them
Do you feel the way I do
Clairefontaine

Clairefontaine
You seem to bring the best out of me
And the things that I write to sing

Clairefontaine
If the newspapers used your paper for the news
Things may seem less terrifying just because of you
Clairefontaine

And were you in the garden
When they said the war had started
Did you think you'd write a letter
That would start 'my dear departed'
Clairefontaine

Clairefontaine
You seem to bring the best out of me
And the things that I write to sing
Clairefontaine x 4

Clairefontaine
I'm going home for Christmas
They may refuse me entry
Cause you're native to this country
Clairefontaine

But as a foreigner relinquish
A pad of paper so distinguished
I say never never never
I'll take this pad of mine to heaven
Clairefontaine

Maybe I will choose to write a fan letter or two
I might write one to andy warhol
And the other one for you
And you can rest assured in knowing
They'de be on your paper too
Clairefontaine who are you

Clairefontaine
You seem to bring the best out of me
And the things that I write to
Clairefontaine
You seem to bring the best out of me
And the things that I write to
Clairefontaine x 3

 

Bah, pas particulièrement nan, c'est surtout que là l'une comme l'autre des chansons correspondait bien à la réalité

Et moi nossi je veux du papier Clairefontaine pour nécrire dessus, y'en a pô ici.

 

Pleure pas et envoie nous un smoked meat et une poutine

 

Pour le smoked meat c'est faisable, mais la poutine c'est typiquement québécois, y'en a pas par ici Par contre je devrais pouvoir trouver de la banique ou du pemmican

 

Le même pemmican que mange Oumpah Pah?

 

Ben s'il reste de celui-là, il doit être un peu pourri depuis le temps...

 

Fais peter les pancakes le sirop d'erable, et le sirop de bleuets aussi