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05 août 2006

Grand Corps Malade - Les Voyages En Train

Paroles de chanson Grand Corps Malade - Les Voyages En Train

J'crois que les histoires d'amour C'est comme les voyages en train
Et quand j'vois tous ces voyageurs Parfois j'aimerais en être un
Pourquoi tu crois que tant de gens attendent sur le quai de la gare
?
Pourquoi tu crois qu'on flippe autant d'arriver en retard ?

Les trains démarrent souvent au moment où on s'y attend le moins
Et l'histoire d'amour t'emporte sous l'oeil impuissant des témoins
Les témoins c'est tes potes qui te disent au-revoir sur le quai
Et regardent le train s'éloigner avec un sourir inquiet

Toi aussi tu leur fait signe et t'imagines leurs commentaires
Certains pensent que tu te plantes et qu't'as pas les pieds sur
terre
Chacun y va de son pronostic sur la durée du voyage
Pour la plupart le train va dérailler dès le premier orage

Le grand amour change forcément ton comportement
Dès le premier jour faut bien choisir ton compartiment
Siège couloir ou contre la vitre y faut trouver la bonne place
Tu choisis quoi ? Une love story d'première ou d'seconde classe ?

Dans les premiers kilomètres tu n'as d'yeux que pour son visage
Tu calcules pas derrière la fenêtre le défilé des paysages
Tu t'sens vivant, tu t'sens léger et tu ne vois pas passer l'heure
T'es tellement bien que t'as presque envie d'embrasser le contrôleur

Mais la magie ne dure qu'un temps et ton histoire bat de l'aile
Toi tu dis qu'tu n'y es pour rien et qu'c'est sa faute à elle
Le ronronnement du train te saoule et chaque viage t'écoeure
Faut qu'tu t'lèves que tu marches, tu vas t'dégourdir le coeur

Et le train ralentit c'est d'jà la fin d'ton histoire
En plus t'es comme un con tes potes sont restés à l'autre gare
Tu dis au r'voir à celle que t'appel'ras désormais ton ex
Dans son agenda sur ton nom, elle va passer un coup d'tip-ex

C'est vrai qu'les histoires d'amour c'est comme les voyages en train
Et quand j'vois tous ces voyageurs parfois j'aim'rais en être un
Pourquoi tu crois qu'tant d'gens attendent sur le quai d'la gare ?
Pourquoi tu crois qu'on flippe autant d'arriver en r'tard ?

Pour beaucoup la vie s'résume à essayer d'monter dans l'train
A connaitre ce qu'est l'amour et s'découvrir plein d'entrain
Pour beaucoup l'objectif est d'arriver à la bonne heure
Pour réussir son voyage et avoir accès au bonheur

Il est facile de prendre un train, encore faut-il prendre le bon
Moi chui monté dans deux-trois rames mais c'était pas l'bon wagon
Car les trains sont capricieux et certains son inaccessibles
Et je n'crois pas tout l'temps qu'avec la sncf c'est possible

Il y a ceux pour qui les trains sont toujours en grève
Et leurs histoires d'amour n'existent que dans leurs rêves
Et y ceux qui foncent dans l'premier train sans faire attention
Et forcément ils descendront déçus à la prochaine station

Y a celles qui flippent de s'engager parce qu'elles sont trop
émotives
Pour elles c'est trop risqué d's'accrocher à la locomotive
Et y a les aventuriers qu'enchainent voyage sur voyage
Dès qu'une histoire est terminée, ils attaquent une autre page

Moi après mon seul vai voyage j'ai souffert pendant des mois
On s'est quittés d'un commun accord mais elle était plus d'accord que
moi
Depuis j'traine sur le quai, j'regarde les trains au départ
Y a des portes qui s'ouvrent mais dans une gare j'me sens à part

Y parait qu'les voyages en train finissent mal en général
Si pour toi c'est l'cas accroche-toi et garde le moral
Car une chose est certaine y aura toujours un terminus
Maint'nant tu es prév'nu, la prochaine fois tu prendras l'bus...

Sonneries de Grand Corps Malade ici

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Diam's - La Boulette

Paroles de chanson Diam's - La Boulette

Alors ouais j'me la raconte
Ouais ouais je déconne
Non non c'est pas l'école qui m'a dictée mes codes
on m'a dit qu't'aimais le rap, voilà de la boulette
Sortez les briquets fais trop dark dans nos têtes

Alors ouais j'me la raconte
Ouais ouais je déconne
Non non c'est pas l'école qui m'a dictée mes codes
On m'a dit qu't'aimais le rap, voilà de la boulette
Sortez les briquets sortez les briquets sortez les briquets

Y a comme un goût de haine quand je marche dans ma ville (ya)
Comme un goût de gène quand je parle de ma vie (ya)
Comme un goût d'aigreur chez les jeunes de l'an 2000 (lia)
Comme un goût d'erreur quand j'vois le taux de suicide
Me demande pas ce qui les pousse à casser des vitrines
J'suis pas la mairie j'suis qu'une artiste en devenir moi
J'suis qu'une boulette
Me demande pas si j'ai le bac jai que le rap
Et je l'embarque que je l'embrase
je le mate car je l'embrasse
Y a comme un goût d'attentat
Comme un goût de Bertrand Cantat
Comme un goût d'entrax pendant l'entracte
Y a comme un goût de foulette foulette chez les mômes
comme un goût de boulette boulette sur les ondes

[Répétition] x2 :
Alors ouais on déconne
Ouais ouais on étonne
Non non c'est pas l'école qui nous a dicté nos codes
Non non
Génération nan nan

Y a comme un goût de viol quand je marche dans ma ville (ya)
Comme un goût d'alcool dans les locaux de police (ya)
Comme un goût de peur chez les meufs de l'an 2000
Comme un goût de beuh dans l'oxygène qu'on respire
Me demande pas ce qui les poussent à te casser les couilles
J'suis pas les secours, j'suis qu'une petite qui se débrouille moi
J'suis qu'une boulette
Me demande pas si j'aime la vie
Moi j'aime la rime
Et j'emmerde marine juste parce que ça fait zizir
Y a comme un goût de bad boy
Comme un goût d'Al Capone
Comme un goût de hardcore (hardcore) dans les écoles
Y a comme un goût de foulette foulette chez les mômes
Comme un goût de boulette boulette sur les ondes

[Répétition] x2

Y a comme un goût d'église dans l'inceste et dans l'enfance (ya)
Comme un goût d'Afrique dans les caisses de la France (ya)
Comme un goût de démé-démago dans la bouche de sarko
Comme un goût de mi-michto près des mercos
Comme un goût de pum pum dans les chambres des jeunes
Comme un goût de boum boum dans le coeur de mes soeurs
Comme un goût de j'suis soulée de tout se qui se déroule
Comme un goût de foulette de boulette qui saute dans la
foule

[Répétition] x4

Sonneries de DIAM'S ici

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CHERISH - Do It To It

Paroles de chanson CHERISH - Do It To It

Ay ay ay ay ay ay
Ay ay ay ay ay ay
Ay ay ay ay ay ay
Ay ay ay

[Verse 1]
Step out the Caddy Deville
It's on a base of steel
Them boys checkin us out
Know when we dress to kill
Struttin in the club, it's dark
But still got my shades on
I hear the Dj mixin Youngbloodz
To that Whisper Song

[Bridge]
We from the city that make it Okay to
To make clubbin' a year-round holiday
So if you feelin right, grab the Kryptonite
If this yo song tonight, then it's on tonight

[Hook]
Bounce wit it drop wit it
Lean wit it rock wit it
Snap wit it
All my ladies pop yo backs wit it
Do it do it do it do it
You know the world be rockin' to it to it
So do it do it do it to it
Bounce wit it drop wit it
Lean wit it rock wit it
Snap wit it
All my fellas tip yo hats wit it
Do it do it do it do it
You know the world be rockin' to it to it
So do it do it do it to it

[Verse 2]
No need to ask where I'm from
You already know
I represent the A from my head to my toes
Step on the dance floor
Watch and learn cuz here I go
I throw my hands up
And work my body to the floor

[Bridge]
We from the city that make it Okay to
To make clubbin' a year-round holiday
So if you feelin right, grab the Kryptonite
If this yo song tonight, then it's on tonight

[Hook]
Bounce wit it drop wit it
Lean wit it rock wit it
Snap wit it
All my ladies pop yo backs wit it
Do it do it do it do it
You know the world be rockin' to it to it
So do it do it do it to it
Bounce wit it drop wit it
Lean wit it rock wit it
Snap wit it
All my fellas tip yo hats with it
Do it do it do it do it
You know the world be rockin' to it to it
So do it do it do it to it

[Sean Paul rap]
Wassup cu-cuz (wassup cu-cuz)
Wassup up fo-folk (wats up fo-folk)
I lean I rock (I lean rock)
I drink I smoke (I drink I smoke)
Might snap my fingers (might snap my fingers)
Might clap my hands (might clap my hands)
Don't get it twisted pimpin, this a hood dance (hood dance)
Throw up ya hood man (man)
Roll up some good man (man)
They hatin' cuz they cant do it do it do it man (man)
I'm ridin good man (man)
And grip the wood man (man)
I'm in tha club 10 grand in a rubber band (band)
Damn right I'm crunk (I'm crunk)
Damn right I'm clean (I'm clean)
They got that rock (that rock)
They got that lean (that lean)
We make a pool palace (palace)
I make ya shoulder lean (shoulder lean)
And I'm fa sho wit, yah'mean

[Hook]
Bounce wit it drop wit it
Lean wit it rock wit it
Snap wit it
All my ladies pop yo backs wit it
Do it do it do it do it
You know the world be rockin' to it to it
So do it do it do it to it
Bounce wit it drop wit it
Lean wit it rock wit it
Snap wit it
All my fellas tip yo hats with it
Do it do it do it do it
You know the world be rockin' to it to it
So do it do it do it to it
[Repeat 2x]

Ay ay ay ay ay ay ay
Ay ay ay ay ay ay ay
Ay ay ay ay ay ay ay
Ay ay ay ay ay ay ay

Sonneries de CHERISH ici

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04 août 2006

CHRIS BROWN - Gimme That

Paroles de chanson CHRIS BROWN - Gimme That

[Intro:]
[Spoken:]

Storch (oh)
S. Dot (Yea)
[Ad Lib:]
Ooh Ohh.
[Spoken:]
The dynamic duo.
[Spoken:]
Wow womp womp womp.....it's what your body sayin'.
Chris Brown is in the building.

[Verse 1:]
The young boy just turned 16
And I got 64's and hot bikes that I rock
Keep 3 or 4 sweeties on my clock,
But all that swinging in that bikini just make 'em dizzy.
Slow all the traffic down to a complete stop,
'cause you speaking that slang that I talk.
That sassy tempo with that walk,
Maybe the reason that all this teenies may never see me.

[Chorus (x2):]
Momma you may be 3 years older but you hot (gimme that)
You be talking like you like what I got (gimme that)
I know you like it how I lean in the 'lac,
You could be in the back saying (gimme, gimme, gimme)

[Verse 2:]
Ma, take a break, let me explain to you,
What ya body got a young boy ready to do.
If you take a chance to let me put them things on you,
I could show you why I make them straight A's in school.
I'm a HUSTLA! Trust my frame and age.
Got you thinking that I'm just too young to turn your page.
I can PICTURE! Us switching lanes in the coupe
With you on the phone screaming my name.

(CHRIS!)

[Chorus x2]

[Breakdown:]
Wo-womp, womp, Wo-womp, womp, Wo-womp, womp, Wo-womp
Girl you serious and I been watching you.
Wo-womp, womp, Wo-womp, womp, Wo-womp, womp, Wo-womp
This's what your body's saying
Wo-womp, womp, Wo-womp, womp, Wo-womp, womp, Wo-womp (yeahhhhh)
Wo-womp, womp, Wo-womp, womp, Wo-womp, womp, Wo-womp
This what your body's sayin (owwww)

[Chorus x2]

[Outro - Spoken:]
V.A.
Yeah ha,
Yeah ma don't be frontin' like you don't know what's goin' on
Aight, yeah

Sonneries de CHRIS BROWN ici

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03 août 2006

Green Day - Brain Stew

Paroles de chanson Green Day - Brain Stew

I'm having trouble trying to sleep
I'm counting sheep but running out
As time ticks by
And still I try
No rest for crosstops in my mind

[Répétition 1] :
On my own... here we go

[Répétition 2] :
My eyes feel like they're gonna bleed
Dried up and bulging out my skull
My mouth is dry
My face is numb
Fucked up and spun out in my room

[Répétition 1]

My mind is set on overdrive
The clock is laughing in my face
A crooked spine
My sense dulled
Passed the point of delerium

[Répétition 1]

[Répétition 2]

[Répétition 1]

Sonneries de GREEN DAY ici

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Ne-Yo - So What

Paroles de chonson Ne-Yo - So What

Mmmm mmm yeah
Do do do do do do do-do
Ohh Yeah

Gotta change my answering machine
Now that I'm alone
Cuz right now it says that we
Can't come to the phone
And I know it makes no sense
Cuz you walked out the door
But it's the only way I hear your voice anymore
(it's ridiculous)
It's been months
And for some reason I just
(can't get over us)
And I'm stronger than this
(enough is enough)
No more walkin round
With my head down
I'm so over being blue
Cryin over you

And I'm so sick of love songs
So tired of tears
So done with wishing you were still here
Said I'm so sick of love songs so sad and slow
So why can't I turn off the radio?

Gotta fix that calender I have
That's marked July 15th
Because since there's no more you
There's no more anniversary
I'm so fed up with my thoughts of you
And your memory
And how every song reminds me
Of what used to be

That's the reason I'm so sick of love songs
So tired of tears
So done with wishing you were still here
Said I'm so sick of love songs so sad and slow
So why can't I turn off the radio?

(Leave me alone)
Leave me alone
(Stupid love songs)
Dont make me think about her smile
Or having my first child
I'm letting go
Turning off the radio

Cuz I'm so sick of love songs
So tired of tears
So done with wishing she was still here
Said I'm so sick of love songs so sad and slow
So why can't I turn off the radio?
(why can't I turn off the radio?)

Said I'm so sick of love songs
So tired of tears
So done with wishing she was still here
Said I'm so sick of love songs so sad and slow
So why can't I turn off the radio?
(why can't I turn off the radio?)

And I'm so sick of love songs
So tired of tears
So done with wishin' you were still here
Said I'm so sick of love songs so sad and slow
Why can't I turn off the radio?
(why can't I turn off the radio?)
Why can't I turn off the radio?

Sonneries de Ne-Yo ici

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CHAMILLIONAIRE - RIDIN

Paroles de chanson CHAMILLIONAIRE - RIDIN

[Chorus]
They see me rollin
They hatin
Patrolling they tryin to catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty
My music so loud
I'm swangin
They hopin that they gon catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty

[Verse 1 - Chamillionaire]
Police think they can see me lean
I'm tint so it ain't easy to be seen
When you see me ride by they can see the glean
And my shine on the deck and the TV screen
Ride with a new chick, she like hold up
Next to the playstation controller is a full clip and my pistola
Turn a jacker into a coma
Girl you ain't know, I'm crazy like Krayzie Bone
Just tryin to bone ain't tryin to have no babies
Rock clean itself so I pull in ladies
Laws of patrolling you know they hate me
Music turned all the way up until the maximum
I can speak for some niggas tryin to jack for some
But we packin somethin that we have and um will have a nigga locked up in the maximum
Security cell, I'm grippin oak
Music loud and tippin slow
Twist and twistin like hit this dough
Pull up from behind and is in his throat
Windows down gotta stop pollution
CDs change niggas like who is that producing?
This the Play-N-Skillz when we out and cruisin
Got warrants in every city except Houston but I'm still ain't losin

[Chorus]

[Verse 2 - Krayzie Bone]
I been drinkin and smokin holdin shit cause a brother can't focus
I gotta get to home 'fore the po po's scope this big ol Excursion swerving all up in the curve man
Nigga been sippin on that Hennessey and the gin again is in again we in the wind
Doin a hundred while I come from the block
And rollin another one up, we livin like we ain't givin a fuck
I got a revolver in my right hand, 40 oz on my lap freezing my balls
Roll a nigga tree, green leaves and all
Comin up pretty deep, me and my do-jo
I gotta get back to backstreets
Wanted by the six pound and I got heat glock glock shots to the block we creep creep
Pop Pop hope cops don't see me, on a low key
With no regards for the law we dodge em like fuck em all
But I won't get caught up and brought up on charges for none of y'all
Keep a gun in car, and a blunt to spark, but well if you want, nigga you poppin dark
Ready or not we bust shots off in the air Krayzie Bone and Chamillionaire

[Chorus]

[Verse 3 - Chamillionaire]
Do what you thinkin so, I tried to let you go
Turn up a blink of light and I swang it slower
A nigga upset for sure cause they think they know that they catchin me with plenty of the drinkin drough
So they get behind me tryin to check my tags, look at my rearview and they smilin
Thinkin they'll catch me on the wrong well keep tryin
Cause they denyin is racial profiling
Houston, TX you can check my tags
Pull me over try to check my slab
Glove compartment gotta get my cash
Cause the crooked cops try to come up fast
And been a baller that I am I talk to them, giving a damn bout not feeling my attitude
When they realize I ain't even ridin dirty bet you'll be leavin with an even madder mood
I'mma laugh at you then I'mma have to cruise I'm in number two on some more DJ Screw
You can't arrest me plus you can't sue
This a message to the laws tellin them WE HATE YOU
I can't be toss or tell em that they shoulda known
Tippin down sittin crooked on my chrome
Bookin my phone tryin to find a chick I wanna bone
Like they couldn't stop me I'mma bout to pull up at your home and it's on

[Chorus 2x]

Sonneries de CHAMILLIONAIRE ici

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02 août 2006

Green Day - Basket Case

Paroles de chanson Green Day - Basket Case

Do you have the time
to listen to me whine
About NOTHING and EVERYTHING
all at once
I am one of those
Melodramatic fools
Neurotic to the bone
No doubt about it

[Répétition] :
Sometimes I give myself the CREEPS
Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me
It all keeps adding up
I think I'm CRACKING UP
Am I just PARANOID?
Or am I just STONED

I went to a shrink
To analyze my dreams
SHE says it's lack of sex
that's bringing me down
I went to a whore
HE said my life's a bore
So quit my whining cause
it's bringing HER down

Sometimes I give myself the CREEPS
Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me
It all keeps adding up
I think I'm CRACKING UP
Am I just PARANOID?
Uh,yuh,yuh,ya

Grasping to CONTROL
So I BETTER hold on

[Répétition]

Sonneries de GREEN DAY ici

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Green Day - Holiday

Paroles de chanson Green Day - Holiday

Hear the sound of the falling rain
Coming down like an Armageddon flame (Hey!)
The shame
The ones who died without a name

Hear the dogs howling out of key
To a hymn called "Faith and Misery" (Hey!)
And bleed, the company lost the war today

I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies
This is the dawning of the rest of our lives
On holiday

Hear the drum pounding out of time
Another protestor has crossed the line (Hey!)
To find, the money's on the other side

Can I get another Amen? (Amen!)
There's a flag wrapped around the score of men (Hey!)
A gag, A plastic bag on a monument

I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies
This is the dawning of the rest of our lives
On holiday

"The representative from California has the floor"

Zieg Heil to the president gasman
Bombs away is your punishment
Pulverize the Eiffel towers
Who criticize your government
Bang bang goes the broken glass and
Kill all the fags that don't agree
Trials by fire, setting fire
Is not a way that's meant for me
Just cause, just cause, because we're outlaws yeah!

I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies
This is the dawning of the rest of our lives
I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies
This is the dawning of the rest of our lives

This is our lives on holiday

Sonneries de GREEN DAY ici

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Green Day - Jesus Of Suburbia

Paroles de chanson Green Day - Jesus Of Suburbia

[Part 1] :

I'm the son of rage and love
The Jesus of suburbia
From the bible of none of the above
On a steady diet of soda pop and Ritalin
No one ever died for my sins in hell
As far as I can tell
At least the ones I got away with

And there's nothing wrong with me
This is how I'm supposed to be
In a land of make believe
That don't believe in me

Get my television fix sitting on my crucifix
The living room or my private womb
While the moms and brads are away
To fall in love and fall in debt
To alcohol and cigarettes and Mary Jane
To keep me insane and doing someone else's cocaine

And there's nothing wrong with me
This is how I'm supposed to be
In a land of make believe
That don't believe in me

[Part 2: City Of The Damned] :

At the center of the Earth
In the parking lot
Of the 7-11 were I was taught
The motto was just a lie
It says home is where your heart is
But what a shame
Cause everyone's heart
Doesn't beat the same
It's beating out of time

City of the dead
At the end of another lost highway
Signs misleading to nowhere
City of the damned
Lost children with dirty faces today
No one really seems to care

I read the graffiti
In the bathroom stall
Like the holy scriptures of a shopping mall
And so it seemed to confess
It didn't say much
But it only confirmed that
The center of the earth
Is the end of the world
And I could really care less

City of the dead
At the end of another lost highway
Signs misleading to nowhere
City of the damned
Lost children with dirty faces today
No one really seems to careeeeee

[Part 3: I don't care] :

x4
I don't care if you don't
I don't care if you don't
I don't care if you don't care

I don't careeeeeeeeee

Everyone is so full of shit
Born and raised by hypocrites
Hearts recycled but never saved
From the cradle to the grave
We are the kids of war and peace
From Anaheim to the middle east
We are the stories and disciples
Of the Jesus of suburbia
Land of make believe
And it don't believe in me
Land of make believe
And I don't believe
And I don't care!
I don't care! x4

[Part 4: Dearly beloved] :

Dearly beloved are you listening?
I can't remember a word that you were saying
Are we demented or am I disturbed?
The space that's in between insane and insecure
Oh therapy, can you please fill the void?
Am I retarded or am I just overjoyed
Nobody's perfect and I stand accused
For lack of a better word, and that's my best excuse

[Part 5: Tales of another broken home] :

To live and not to breathe
Is to die In tragedy
To run, to run away
To find what you believe
And I leave behind
This hurricane of fucking lies
I lost my faith to this
This town that don't exist

So I run
I run away
To the light of masochist
And I leave behind
This hurricane of fucking lies
And I walked this line
A million and one fucking times
But not this time

I don't feel any shame
I won't apologize

When there ain't nowhere you can go
Running away from pain
When you've been victimized
Tales from another broken home

You're leaving...
You're leaving...
You're leaving...
Ah you're leaving home...

Sonneries de GREEN DAY ici

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