Songteksten
Talk to me, don't lie to me
Save your breath, don't look at me, don't smile at me
Just close your eyes
Ocrhestral manoeuvres in the dark
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Vriendschap is een ilusie,
Vriendschap is een droom, een pakketje schroot met een dun laagje chroom.
(Het goede doel?)
Well I started out down a dirty road
Started out all alone
And the sun went down as I crossed the hill
And the town lit up, the world got still
I'm learning to fly, but I ain't got wings
Coming down is the hardest thing
Learning to fly, Tom Petty
We'll walk upon the water
We'll rise above the mess
We'll take the world together
We'll take them by the hand
Hup Holland hup
Laat de leeuw niet in z'n hempie staan
Hup Holland hup
Trek het beestje geen pantoffels aan
Hup Holland hup
Laat je uit 't veld niet slaan
Want de leeuw op voetbalschoenen
Kan de hele wereld aan
Want de leeuw op voetbalschoenen
Kan de hele wereld aan
I'm worse at what I do best
And for this gift I feel blessed
Nirvana Nevermind Teen spirit
Woman is the nigger of the world
Yes she is, think about it
Woman is the nigger of the world
Think about it, do something about it
We make her paint her face and dance
If she won't be a slave, we say that she don't love us
If she's real, we say she's trying to be a man
While putting her down we pretend that she is above us
Woman is the nigger of the world, yes she is
If you don't believe me take a look to the one you're with
Woman is the slave to the slaves
Ah yeah, better scream about it
We make her bear and raise our children
And then we leave her flat for being a fat old mother hen
We tell her home is the only place she should be
Then we complain that she's too unworldly to be our friend
Woman is the nigger of the world, yes she is
If you don't believe me take a look to the one you're with
Oh woman is the slave to the slaves
Yeah, alright
We insult her everyday on TV
And wonder why she has no guts or confidence
When she's young we kill her will to be free
While telling her not to be so smart we put her down for being so dumb
Woman is the nigger of the world, yes she is
If you don't believe me take a look to the one you're with
Woman is the slave to the slaves
Yes she is, if you believe me, you better scream about it
We make her paint her face and dance
We make her paint her face and dance
We make her paint her face and dance
We make her paint her face and dance
We make her paint her face and dance
We make her paint her face and dance
Written by John Lennon, Yoko Ono
These are the days of the open hand
They will not last
Look around now
These are the days of the beggars and choosers
This is the year of the hungry man
Whose place is in the past
Hand in hand with igorance
And legitimate excuses
George Michael Praying for time
Alle spoken in mijn kamer zijn ontzettend boos op mij
Ze willen dat ik bang ben, maar ik ben alleen maar blij
Ze roepen boe de hele nacht en soms ook overdag
Ze worden almaar bozer omdat ik steeds maar lach
Hoe wild hoe wit hoe eng ze ook zijn
Geen enkel spook hoe griezelig ook
Krijgt deze dame klein
(Ieniemienie: alle spoken in mijn kamer)
What about us
We are searchlights, we can see in the dark
We are rockets, pointed up at the stars
We are billions of beautiful hearts
And you sold us down the river too far
What about us?
What about all the times you said you had the answers?
What about all the broken happy ever afters
What about all the plans that ended in disaster?
What about love? What about trust?
What about us?
We are problems that want to be solved
We are children that need to be loved
We were willing, we came when you called
But man you fooled us, enough is enough
Sticks and stones they may break these bones
But then I'll be ready, are you ready?
It's the start of us, waking up, come on
Are you ready? I'll be ready
I don't want control, I want to let go
Are you ready? I'll be ready
Cause now it's time to let them know
We are ready
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