Flo-rida "Right Round"

You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down down
You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down down

Hey, walk out that house with my swagger
Hop in there with dough, I got places to go!
People to see, time is precious
I looked at my cotty, are ya out of control?

Just like my mind where I'm goin'
No women, no shawties, no nothin' but clothes
No stoppin' now, my Pirellis on roll
I like my jewelry that's always on whoa

I know the storm is comin'
My pockets keep tellin' me it's gonna shower
Call up my homies, it's on
Then pop in the next 'cause this mix'll be ours

We keep a fade-away shot
'Cause we ballin' it's Platinum Patron that be ours
Lil mama, I owe you just like the flowers
Girl you the drink with all that goodie powers

You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down down
You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down down

From the top of the pole I watch her go down
She got me throwin' my money around
Ain't nothin' more beautiful to be found
It's goin' down down

From the top of the pole I watch her go down
She got me throwin' my money around
Ain't nothin' more beautiful to be found
It's goin' down down

Hey, shawty must know I'm the man
My money love her like her number one fan
Don't open my mouth, let her talk to my fans
My Benjamin Franklins

A couple of grands, I got rubber bands
My paper planes makin' her dance
Get dirty all night, that's part of my plan
We buildin' castles that's made out of sand

She's amazin', fire blazin'
Hotter than Cajun, girl won't you move a lil' closer?
Time to get paid, it's maximum wage
That body belong on a poster

I'm in a daze, that bottom is wavin' at me
Like, "Damn it, I know you"
You wanna shoot like a gun out of holster
Tell me whatever and I'll be your gopher

You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down down
You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down down

From the top of the pole I watch her go down
She got me throwin' my money around
Ain't nothin' more beautiful to be found
It's goin' down down

From the top of the pole I watch her go down
She got me throwin' my money around
Ain't nothin' more beautiful to be found
It's goin' down down

Yeah, I'm spendin' my money, I'm out of control
Somebody help me she takin' my bank roll
But I'm king of the club and I'm wearin' the crown
Poppin' these bottles, touchin' these models
Watchin' they asses go down down

You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down down
You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down down

You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down down
You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down down

Our whole universe was in a hot dense state,
Then nearly fourteen billion years ago expansion started. Wait...
The Earth began to cool,
The autotrophs began to drool,
Neanderthals developed tools,
We built a wall (we built the pyramids),
Math, science, history, unraveling the mysteries,
That all started with the big bang!

"Since the dawn of man" is really not that long,
As every galaxy was formed in less time than it takes to sing this song.
A fraction of a second and the elements were made.
The bipeds stood up straight,
The dinosaurs all met their fate,
They tried to leap but they were late
And they all died (they froze their asses off)
The oceans and pangea
See ya wouldn't wanna be ya
Set in motion by the same big bang!

It all started with the big BANG!

It's expanding ever outward but one day
It will cause the stars to go the other way,
Collapsing ever inward, we won't be here, it wont be hurt
Our best and brightest figure that it'll make an even bigger bang!

Australopithecus would really have been sick of us
Debating out while here they're catching deer (we're catching viruses)
Religion or astronomy, Encarta, Deuteronomy
It all started with the big bang!

Music and mythology, Einstein and astrology
It all started with the big bang!
It all started with the big BANG!

Par les Barenaked Ladies

"(Punk)
You declared you would be three inches taller
You only became what we made you.
Thought you were chasing a destiny calling
You only earned what we gave you.
You fell and cried as our people were starving,
Now you know that we blame you.
You tried to walk on the trail we were carving,
Now you know that we framed you.

(God Father)
I'm the guy in the sky
Flying high Flashing eyes
No surprise I told lies
I'm the punk in the gutter
I'm the new president
But I grew and I bent
Don't you know? don't it show?
I'm the punk with the stutter.
My my my my my mmmm my my my.
GGGGG-g-g-g-g generation.

(Punk)
We tried to speak between lines of oration
You could only repeat what we told you.
Your axe belongs to a dying nation,
They don't know that we own you.
You're watching movies trying to find the feelers,
You only see what we show you.
We're the slaves of the phony leaders
Breathe the air we have blown you !

(God Father)
I'm the guy in the sky
Flying high Flashing eyes
No surprise I told lies
I'm the punk in the gutter
I'm the new president
But I grew and I bent
Don't you know? don't it show?
I'm the punk with the stutter.

My my my my my mmmm my my my.
GGGGG-g-g-g-g generation.

I have to be careful not to preach
I can't pretend that I can teach,
And yet I've lived your future out
By pounding stages like a clown.
And on the dance floor broken glass,
And bloody faces slowly pass,
The numbered seats in empty rows,
It all belongs to me you know.

(Punk)
You declared you would be three inches taller
You only became what we made you.
Thought you were chasing a destiny calling
You only earned what we gave you.
You fell and cried as our people were starving,
Now you know that we blame you.
You tried to walk on the trail we were carving,
Now you know that we framed you !

(God Father)
I'm the guy in the sky
Flying high Flashing eyes
No surprise I told lies
I'm the punk in the gutter
I'm the new president
But I grew and I bent
Don't you know? don't it show?
I'm the punk with the stutter.

My my my my my mmmm my my my.
GGGGG-g-g-g-g generation."

"The Punk & the God Father" (the Who)

"I see problems down the line
I know that I’m right.
There was a dirt upon your hands
doing the same mistake twice
making the same mistake twice

Come on over and be so caught up
it's not about compromising.

I see problems down the line
I know that I’m right
I see darkness down the line
I know its hard to fight.
There was a dirt upon your hands
doing the same mistake twice
making the same mistake twice.

Come on over
be so caught up
it's all about compromise.

I see problems down the line
I know that I’m right.

Don’t let the darkness eat you up
Don’t let the darkness eat you up
Don’t let the darkness eat you up
Don’t let the darkness eat you up
Don’t let the darkness eat you up
Don’t let the darkness eat you up
Don’t let the darkness eat you up
Don’t let the darkness eat you up"

José Gonzàlez ("Down the Line")

"When they kick out your front door
How you gonna come?
With your hands on your head
Or on the trigger of your gun

When the law break in
How you gonna go ?
Shot down on the pavement
Or waiting on death row ?

You can crush us
You can bruise us
But you'll have to answer to
Oooh, Guns Of Brixton

The money feels good
And your life you like it well
But surely your time will come
As in heaven, as in hell

You see, he feels like Ivan
Thrown under the Brixton sun
His game is called survivin'
At the end of the harder they come

When the law break in
How you gonna go ?
Shot down on the pavement
Or waiting on death row ?
You can crush us
You can bruise us
But you'll have to answer to
Oooh, Guns Of Brixton

You know it means no mercy
They caught him with a gun
No need for the Black Maria
Goodbye to the Brixton sun

You can crush us
You can bruise us
But you'll have to answer to
Oooh-the Guns Of Brixton

When they kick out your front door
How you gonna come?
With your hands on your head
Or on the trigger of your gun

You can crush us
You can bruise us
And even shoot us
But oooh- the Guns Of Brixton

Shot down on the pavement
Waiting in death row
His game was survivin'

As in heaven as in hell
You can crush us
You can bruise us
But you'll have to answer to

Oh, the Guns Of Brixton
Oh, the Guns Of Brixton
..."

The Clash ("the Guns of Brixton", la reprise de Calexico est tout simplement mag-ni-fique)

http://svtplay.se/t/123386/luciafirande_i_svt

Tu pourrais expliquer ce que c'est ? Parce que moi, sans plus d'infos, après 1 minute de mômes défilant une bougie à la main, je laisse tomber.

Arf pardon, en effet sans précision...
C'est la fête de la Sainte Lucie, très très populaire en scandinavie:
http://fr.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sainte-Luc ... C3%AAte%29
J'ai mis ça parce que:
-C'est trop folklo.
-C'est musicalement reposant si on est dans le mood.
-C'est vraiment des bonnes têtes de suédois (bon ok, ça ça ne fait peut-être rire que moi, mais là dans le genre caricature sur pattes...).
-C'est pas seulement suédois de tête, c'est... Suédois quoi. Politically correctness inside on est tous beaux et gentils: "regardez regardez! On a mis une pakistanaise entre deux blondes platines au 1er rang!", et le mec qui fait son morceau de chant avec ses dreads tous blonds et sa boucle d'oreille (mais quand même fringué en lutin à bonnet hein )
-C'est toujours attendrissant de les regarder essayer de se persuader qu'ils sont chrétiens: Bon la blonde avec plein de bougies dans les cheveux passe encore, mais vous pensez pas que 4 filles en robes dorées qui dansent lentement autour d'un arbre, c'est moyen? Noooon... Mais et celle là avec ses chorégraphies bizarrement rythmées en robe blanche super vaporeuse, quand même, c'est pas un peu païen dans l'esthétique? Nooooon... (pour info ils ont 70% d'athées...)

"Put a candle in the window
'cause I feel I gotta move.
Thought I'm goin' goin'
I'll be comin home soon
long as I can see the light.

Pack my bag and let's get moving
'cause I'm bound to drift a while.
When I'm gone gone
you don't have to worry
long as I can see the light.

Guess I've got that travelin' bone
'cause this feeling won't leave alone.
But I won't won't
be losin' my way
long as I can see the light.

Put a candle in the window
'cause I feel I gotta move.
Thought I'm goin' goin'
I'll be comin home soon
long as I can see the light."

"Long as I can see the light" (Creedence Clearwater Revival)

"Never seen a blue sky
Yeah I can feel it reaching out
And moving closer
There's something about blue
Asked myself what it's all for
You know the funny thing about it
I couldn't answer
No I couldn't answer

Things have turned a deeper shade of blue
And images that might be real
May be illusion
Keep flashing off and on
Free
Wanna be free
Gonna be free
And move among the stars
You know they really aren't so far
Feels so free
Gotta know free
Please
Don't wake me from the dream
It's really everything it seemed
I'm so free
No black and white in the blue

Everything is clearer now
Life is just a dream you know
That's never ending
I'm ascending"

"Blue" (Yoko Kanno. C'est le morceau final du dernier épisode de la série "Cowboy Beebop".)

Si certains d'entre vous s'intéressent à la musique "d'harmonie" (les fanfares, big band... tout ça, ça se fait beaucoup par chez nous), je vous signale le Tokyo Kosei Wind Orchestra, sans doute une des deux ou trois meilleures harmonies du monde.
Non seulement l'interprétation est absolument parfaite mais ils arrivent à maintenir une patate d'enfer et sont capables de jouer absolument n'importe quoi (à l'instant où j'écris ces lignes, j'écoute leur "Deep Purple Medley", mais ils jouent aussi des musiques de film -leur "Batman" est une merveille, du classique, de la soul, du jazz, du calypso... tout est ré-arrangé, évidemment) en lui conférant la chaleur et la force particulière d'un orchestre de cuivres.

Oh pétunia ! Mêmes les Spice Girls, reprises par le TKWO, ça sonne bien !
Ces gens sont des dieux !

Yeah!

I hopped off the plane at LAX
with a dream and my cardigan
welcome to the land of fame excess, (woah)
am I gonna fit in?

Jumped in the cab,
Here I am for the first time
Look to the right and I see the Hollywood sign
This is all so crazy
Everybody seems so famous

My tummys turnin and I'm feelin kinda home sick
Too much pressure and I'm nervous,
That's when the taxi man turned on the radio
and a Jay Z song was on
and the Jay Z song was on
and the Jay Z song was on

CHORUS:
So I put my hands up
They’re playing my song,
And the butterflys fly away
Noddin’ my head like yeah
Moving my hips like yeah,
And I got my hands up,
They’re playin my song
I know I'm gonna be ok
Yeah, It's a party in the USA
Yeah, It's a party in the USA

Get to the club in my taxi cab
Everybody's lookin at me now
Like “whos that chick, thats rockin’ kicks?
She gotta be from out of town”

So hard with my girls not around me
Its definitely not a Nashville party
Cause’ all I see are stilletos
I guess I never got the memo

My tummys turnin and I'm feelin kinda home sick
Too much pressure and I'm nervous
That's when the D.J. dropped my favorite tune
and a Britney song was on
and the Britney song was on
and the Britney song was on

CHORUS:
So I put my hands up
They’re playing my song,
And the butterflys fly away
Noddin’ my head like yeah
Moving my hips like yeah,
And I got my hands up,
They’re playin my song
I know I'm gonna be ok
Yeah, It's a party in the USA
Yeah, It's a party in the USA

Feel like hoppin' on a flight (on a flight)
Back to my hometown tonight (town tonight)
Something stops me everytime (everytime)
The DJ plays my song and I feel alright!

CHORUS:
So I put my hands up
They’re playing my song,
And the butterflys fly away
Noddin’ my head like yeah (Oh, nodding my head)
Moving my hips like yeah, (Ooh Yeah)
And I got my hands up,
They’re playin my song
I know I'm gonna be ok (gonna be okay)
Yeah (huh huh), It's a party in the USA (Yeah)
Yeah, It's a party in the USA

So I put my hands up
They’re playing my song,
And the butterflys fly away (flying away)
Noddin’ my head like yeah (nodding my head like yeah)
Moving my hips like yeah, (moving my hips like yeah)
And I got my hands up,
They’re playin my song
I know I'm gonna be ok (I'm gonna be okay)
Yeah (Yeah), It's a party in the USA
Yeah (hahaha), It's a party in the USA (Party in the USA!)

Miley Cyrus "Party in the USA"

Fais gaffe, bientôt ce sera Demi Lovato et Selena Gomez !

Je sais pas pourquoi, j'étais sur que ce serait toi qui allait la poster celle là...

Ah, je ne connaissais pas. Demi ok, Selena...non, il me reste un semblant de dignité quand même.

Tu veux mon zizi ?

J'ai ça en tête depuis 4 jours.
(et si je dois tomber, je ne serai pas seul !)

Gap t'es !!! ouai en fait y'a pas de mot, j'allais dire énorme mais après la chanson en question, pas sûre que ce soit du meilleur goût.

Moi je chante pas je beugle !

I should have listened to her,
so hard to keep control.
We kept on eating but our
bloated bellies still not full.
She gave us all she had but
we went and took some more.
Can't seem to shut her legs our
mother nature is a whore.

I got my propaganda I got revisionism.
I got my violence in hi-def ultra-realism.
I'm a part of this great nation.
I got my fist I got my plan I got survivalism.

Hypnotic sound of siren
echoing through the street.
The cocking of the rifles,
the marching of the feet.
You see your world on fire,
don't try to act surprised.
We did just what you told us.
Lost our faith along the way and found ourselves believing your lies.

I got my propaganda I got revisionism.
I got my violence in hi-def ultra-realism.
I'm a part of this great nation.
I got my fist I got my plan I got survivalism.

All bruised and broken bleeding,
she asks to take my hand.
I turn just keep on walking.
But you'd do the same thing in the circumstance I'm sure you'll understand.

I got my propaganda I got revisionism.
I got my violence in hi-def ultra-realism.
I'm a part of this great nation.
I got my fist I got my plan I got survivalism.

fallait au moins ça pour me virer la chanson précédente de la tête...

P²

Je vois pas la différence entre les deux franchement, c'est comme Miley Cyrus, de la variété ou rock Disney packagé.