Tune me in to the wild side of life
I'm an innocent young child sharp as a knife
Take me to the garretts where the artists have died
Show me the courtrooms where the judges have lied
Let me drink deeply from the water and the wine
Light coloured candles in dark dreary mines
Look in the mirror and stare at myself
And wonder if that's really me on the shelf
And each day I learn just a little bit more
I don't know why but I do know what for
If we're all going somewhere let's get there soon
Oh this song's got no title just words and a tune
Take me down alleys where the murders are done
In a vast high powered rocket to the core of the sun
Want to read books in the studies of men
Born on the breeze and die on the wind
If I was an artist who paints with his eyes
I'd study my subject and silently cry
Cry for my darkness to come down on me
For confusion to carry on turning the wheel
and wait for further instructions!"
"Alright everybody, tie your shoes!"
"Fire!"
"The chase is better than the catch!"
"I can smell the sun"
"Move your ass Hyper Hyper"
Jei kas clube sokinejot per mileniumo laikus tai buvo tokia vokieciu grupe apie samakata.
"How much is the fish?"
"It's nice to be important, but it's more important to be nice!"
"Always Hardcore!"
"Open your mind and your trousers!"
"Get off your shirts
JOKE:
Kai silentist isgeres soka leta su vce pagal scooter balade break it up. Piktas neadekvatus silentisto balsas surinka spirdamas virtuven zmonai: uz kiek zuvi pirkai, visu garsu kaip scooter dainikas
As, vce, myliu
Moody Blues
Suzanne Ciani
Frank Zappa
Kitaro
East 17
Julio Iglesias
Solitudes
Tangerine Dream
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Kendrick Lamar
Duran Duran
Bryan Adams
Keith Jarrett
Bernward Koch
Steve Hackett
Jim Brickman
Joe Satriani
The orb
Elton