Thirty Seconds To Mars - This Is War

 

A warning to the people,
The good and the evil,
This is war.

To the soldier, the civilian,
The martyr, the victim,
This is war.

It's the moment of truth, and the moment to lie,
The moment to live and the moment to die,
The moment to fight, the moment to fight
To fight, to fight, to fight!

To the right, To the left
We will fight to the death!
To the edge of the earth
It's a brave new world
From the last to the first

To the right, To the left
We will fight to the death!
To the edge of the earth
It's a brave new world
It's a brave new world!

A warning to the prophet,
The liar, the honest,
This is war.

To the leader, the pariah,
The victor, the messiah,
This is war.

It's the moment of truth, and the moment to lie,
The moment to live and the moment to die,
The moment to fight, the moment to fight,
To fight, to fight, to fight!

To the right, To the left
We will fight to the death!
To the edge of the earth
It's a brave new world
From the last to the first

To the right, To the left
We will fight to the death!
To the edge of the earth
It's a brave new world
It's a brave new world
It's a brave new world!

I do believe in the light
Raise your hands into the sky
The fight is done, the war is won
Lift your hands toward the sun
Toward the sun
Toward the sun
Toward the sun
The war is won

To the right, To the left
We will fight to the death!
To the edge of the earth
It's a brave new world
From the last to the first

To the right, To the left
We will fight to the death!
To the edge of the earth
It's a brave new world
It's a brave new world
It's a brave new world!

A brave new world
The war is won
The war is won
A brave new world 

 

Blondie - Maria

 

She moves like she don't care
Smooth as silk, cool as air
Ooh it makes you wanna cry
She doesn't know your name
And your heart beats like a subway train
Ooh it makes you wanna die

Ooh, don't you wanna take her?
Ooh, wanna make her all your own?

Maria, you've gotta see her
Go insane and out of your mind
Latina, Ave Maria
A million and one candle lights

I've seen this thing before
In my best friend and the boy next door
Fool for love and fool on fire

Won't come in from the rain
She's oceans running down the drain
Blue as ice and desire

Don't you wanna make her?
Ooh, don't you wanna take her home?

Maria, you've gotta see her
Go insane and out of your mind
Latina, Ave Maria
A million and one candle lights

Ooh, don't you wanna break her?
Ooh, don't you wanna take her home?

She walks like she don't care
You wanna take her everywhere
Ooh, it makes you wanna cry

She's like a millionaire
Walkin' on imported air
Ooh, it makes you wanna die

Maria, you've gotta see her
Go insane and out of your mind
Latina, Ave Maria
A million and one candle lights

Maria, you've gotta see her
Go insane and out of your mind
Latina, Ave Maria
A million and one candle lights 

 

The Hooters - Satellite

 

Hush little baby don't cry like that
God's gonna buy you a Cadillac
He's chosen you to do his will
You can spread the word in your coupe de ville

So jump in the river and learn to swim
God's gonna wash away all your sins
And if you still can't see the light
God's gonna buy you a satellite

Look to the heavens and see it shine
Heals the sick and leads the blind
Tune it in and hear it say
It's countin' down to judgment day

So jump in the river and learn to swim
God's gonna wash away all your sins
And if you still can't see the light
God's gonna buy you a satellite

Hey satellite man your time has come
Your word received by everyone
And should you fall, well that's ok
You love the ones that you betray

So jump in the river and learn to swim
God's gonna wash away all your sins
And when at last you see the light
God's gonna buy you a satellite 

 

Lil' Troy ft. Fat Pat, Hawk, Lil' Will & Yungstar - Wanna Be A Baller

 

Wanna be a baller, shot caller
Twenty-inch blades on the Impala
Call her getting laid tonight
Swisha rolled tight, got sprayed by Ike
I hit the highway, making money the fly way
But there's got to be a better way!
A better way, better way, yeah

I'm a baller, I'm a twenty-inch crawler
Blades on Impala, diamond rottweiller
I-10 hauler, never leader not a follower
Break these boys off I'm a twenty-inch crawler
Bust a left, a right, I'm outta sight I'm throwed
I'm bouncing off the road I'm in a mode with them foe them
Take it to 'em
Hop out my big body form
Chain with the charm, can't forget Moët along
I'm hot, find me looking good, diamonds against my wood
Man it's understood
Got money in my hood
I'm pushing big body can't stop me
For the nine-eight got to sell a million copy
I'mma crawl slow puffin on the Optimo hit the store
I'mma go real slow
Puffin indo out the door
I'mma lit the stash green, man I'm looking clean
Want remote control screens and nice Byzantines

Wanna be a baller, shot caller
Twenty-inch blades on the Impala
Call her getting laid tonight
Swisha rolled tight, got sprayed by Ike
I hit the highway, making money the fly way
But there's got to be a better way!
A better way, better way, yeah

Big balling, smashing, making my ends
Smoking big killa getting high in the Benz
Big balling, smashing, making my ends
Smoking big killa getting high in the Benz
In the wind smoke goes as I crawl down on Vogues
Twenty Lorenzo, smoke all up in my nose
Your eyes, get froze, as you see my low
Candy-red, two-door, let my top down slow
Hitting, my remote, sitting, in my shit
Presidential V-12 with that AMG kit
It don't quit, as I get high
From K.C. to H-Town, connecting SouthSide
Now we worldwide, watch me highside
Fat Pat blowing killa, can't be denied
187 thugs, oh yeah we got love
Blowing sticky green we flow through and above

Wanna be a baller, shot caller
Twenty-inch blades on the Impala
Call her getting laid tonight
Swisha rolled tight, got sprayed by Ike
I hit the highway, making money the fly way
But there's got to be a better way!
A better way, better way, yeah

Sittin' Fat Down South, rolling Benz on blocks
More scrilla I got, signing with Shortstop
And that's for real, so tell me how you feel
To make a million dollars out my first record deal
Shortstop putting up your motherfuckin' ear
Really really don't give a fuck and I ain't drinking on no beer
Codeine what I sip, pistol grip when I ride
Trunk hit for life baby it's SouthSide
We on a fuckin' mission Expedition Navigator
That's how we be riding, alligator suitcasin
Puttin' it in your face, and that's for real
Shining harder than the grill it's the player Lil' Will
Down with the 2 Low, Yungstar be a thug
So nigga nigga what? I'm down with Mo'Thugs
Mo'Thugs an' da Bone, you know it's going down
Represent that H-Town, pop trunks surround by sound

Wanna be a baller, shot caller
Twenty-inch blades on the Impala
Call her getting laid tonight
Swisha rolled tight, got sprayed by Ike
I hit the highway, making money the fly way
But there's got to be a better way!
A better way, better way, yeah

I gots to get better man, it gots to move on
Switched from Motorola to a PrimeCo phone
Broke in two chrome, now you know no dope pigeon
Used to count my spoke, now these hoes count my inches
Had to get older -- man it got colder
I done got grown and got a chip on my shoulder
Licks in Kuwait, got links in Pakistan
Boys don't understand virtual reality Caravan
Double doors marble floors naked hoes around me
Every time I'm coming out, niggas they wanna sign me
Got the Lil' Will diamond grill in my grin
Blaze in the Benz and you can't forget DenDen
Boobie diamond Ruby's, I'm watching on a movie
Drop the top on Scott, and you know I'm in a jacuzzi
'Burban and I'm swerving, man it's getting hot
My last name Lemon, drive my tight'um off the lot, David Taylor

Wanna be a baller, shot caller
Twenty-inch blades on the Impala
Call her getting laid tonight
Swisha rolled tight, got sprayed by Ike
I hit the highway, making money the fly way
But there's got to be a better way!
A better way, better way, yeah

I hit the highway
Everything's my way, I parlay
Everyday all day, ain't no way
Boys can't stop as I slide through your neighborhood
Chop chop chop, headed straight to the top
I only play to win about to close up shop
Showstoppin dead end, pimp the pen once again
Peep the message I send
Take these levels that you devils can't comprehend
Big Body Benz
As I floss through the south
Big blue lens
Now what you talking about?
Close your mouth as I settle all scores
Scream and shout my similes and metaphors
Mansion doors I constantly close
All you hoes go and take off your clothes
Lord knows: ain't no time to play
Commence to fuckin' and-a sucking on the H.A.W.K

Wanna be a baller, shot caller
Twenty-inch blades on the Impala
Call her getting laid tonight
Swisha rolled tight, got sprayed by Ike
I hit the highway, making money the fly way
But there's got to be a better way!
A better way, better way, yeah

 

Ivan Torrent ft. Lara Ausensi - Vis Motrix

 

I ain't gonna give you up
I'm still inside, just simply asleep
I'll make you feel alive and standing up
Keep standing up, for now

I ain't gonna give you up
I'm still inside, just simply asleep
I'll make you feel alive and standing up
Keep standing up, for now 

 

Ólafur Arnalds ft. Arnór Dan - Old Skin

 

Where the woods would wear the wafting sounds of sea
Roves an oath, in search for something more to be
Still hard for me

Treading lightly, tightly shedding its old skin
Leaving trails of night for light to bring chagrin
While air grows thin

Wailing winds, alarm, in feathers it have dressed
Surrounding what's left inside its chest
We too shall rest

Roaring lungs, as oath becomes through flight past trees
Only the rhythm of love escapes the harmonies
Leaving us a beat

In these hands I'll hide, in these hands I'll hide
While this world collides, this world collides
It's not enough for me, it's not enough for me

In these hands I'll hide, in these hands I'll hide
While this world collides, this world collides
It's not enough for me, it's not enough for me

In these hands I'll hide, in these hands I'll hide
(Where the woods would wear the wafting sounds of sea)
While this world collides, this world collides
(Where the woods would wear the wafting sounds of sea)
It's not enough for me, it's not enough for me

In these hands I'll hide, in these hands I'll hide
While this world collides, this world collides
It's not enough for me, it's not enough for me 

 

Do you speak Italian? (A Fish Called Wanda)

 

Clin d'oeil aux linguistes de tout poil ;)

 

- Why do I like you so much?

Archie?

- Do you speak Italian?

- I am Italian!

Sono italiano in spirito.

Ma ho sposato una donna

che preferisce lavorare nel giardino

a far l'amore appassionato.

Uno sbaglio grande!

But it's such an ugly language.

How about... Russian?

 Есть сила благодатная 

 В созвучьи слов живых,

 В минуту жизни трудную 

Теснится ль в сердце грусть,

Одну молитву чудную 

Твержу я наизусть.

С души как бремя скатится, 

Сомненье далеко —

И верится, и плачется, 

И так легко...

- Archie?

- Yeah?

- Are you rich?

- No. No, I'm afraid not.

- What about the house?

- Oh, that's Wendy's. She's the rich one.

- Oh... 

Есть сила благодатная 

В созвучьи слов живых, 

И дышит непонятная, 

Святая прелесть в них.

С души как бремя скатится, 

Сомненье далеко — 

И верится, и плачется, 

И так легко, лег...

- What the hell are you doing?

- I might ask you with the same question!

Five Finger Death Punch - Cold

 

I'm gazing upward, a world I can't embrace
There's only thorns and splinters, venom in my veins
It's okay to cry out, when it's driving you insane
But somehow someday, I'll have to face the pain

It's all gone cold
But no one wants the blame
It's all so wrong
But who am I, who am I to say?

I'm begging for forgiveness, everything I've done
If God is listening, He knows I'm not the only one
It's okay to lash out from the rules that I'm enslaved
But somehow someday, I'll have to turn the page

It's all gone cold
And no one wants to change
It's all so wrong
But no one wants the blame

It's all gone cold
There's nothing left to gain
It's all so wrong
But who am I, who am I to say?

My heart's an endless winter filled with rage
I'm looking forward to forgetting yesterday

It's all gone cold
And no one wants to change
It's all so wrong
But no one wants the blame

It's all gone cold
There's nothing left to gain
It's all so wrong
But who am I, who am I to say?
To say

It's all gone cold
But who am I to say?
It's all gone cold
But who am I, who am I to say?

Cold 

 

Walking On Cars - Catch Me If You Can

 

Catch me if you can
Catch me if you can
I just got my head down
And I'm a little bit scared tonight
I need to run just far enough
So I can smile again, smile again
So I can smile again
Take me by the hand
Take me by the hand
But don't you get too close now
Cause I'm a little bit scared of life
I need someone to try and bring
Me back to innocence, innocence
Me back to innocence

Heads up, show down
Come home with me
Heads up, show down
Come home with me
Heads up, show down
Come home with me
Heads up, show down
Come home with me
Cause I'm a little bit scared
I'm a little bit scared tonight

Catch me if you can
Catch me if you can
A stranger walks beside me
And we're just lovers for the night
And when the sun comes up you wake and just
And leave it there, leave it there
Yeah we can leave it there
Take me by the hand
Take me by the hand
But please don't want to know me
Cause I'm a little bit scared of life
And vulnerable is all you need
To know, so play pretend, play pretend
Oh won't you play pretend?

Heads up, show down
Come home with me
Heads up, show down
Come home with me
Heads up, show down
Come home with me
Heads up, show down
Come home with me
Catch me if you can
Catch me if you can
Catch me if you can
Catch me if you can

Heads up, show down
Come home with me
Heads up, show down
Come home with me
Heads up, show down
Come home with me
Heads up, show down
Come home with me
Catch me if you can
Catch me if you can
Catch me if you can
Catch me if you can
I'm a little bit scared
I'm a little bit scared tonight