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Monday, 24 November 2014
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Listen Pria Band - Kasih Jangan Pergi ~ Lirik


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Girl Next Door (Saving Jane)

Small town homecoming queen
She’s a star in this scene
There’s no way to deny she’s lovely
Perfect skin, perfect hair
Perfumed hearts everywhere
Tell myself that inside she’s ugly

Maybe I’m just jealous-I can’t help but hate her
Secretly I wonder if my boyfriend wants to date her

She is the prom queen, I’m in the marching band
She is a cheerleader, I’m sitting in the stands
She gets the top bunk, I’m sleeping on the floor
She’s Miss America
And I’m just the girl next door

Senior class president
She must be heaven sent
She was never the last one standing
A backseat debutante
Everything that you want
Never too harsh or too demanding

Maybe I’ll admit it, I’m a little bitter
Everybody loves her, but I just wanna hit her…

Chorus

I don’t know why I’m feeling sorry for myself
Spend all my time wishing that I was someone else

Chorus
I get a little bit, she gets a little more
She’s Miss America
And I’m just the girl next door

~j~

Wasted Episode (Angry Amputees)

In this wasted Episode, what the hell am I still doing here, growing up?
It's a landmark of much depravity
Sixteen without a purpose in life.
A smoking gun proves to define it
Broken windows line Boulevards
Hear children crying sleeping in their
Infested homes
Their heads hanging down
Straight from the womb
Where ignorance can be found
Above the sidewalks
Bloody Band-Aides
Sirens every hour
The shelter is over booked again
The city's crying out...When will it end?
When you're walking down the street
Hey can you spare some change
Well I love where I come from...But I hate this ** town.
Well I am not ashamed
I was born on Geary St.
I love where I come from, but I hate this ** town.
Where my future seems so bleak
And every day feels like a week
Well I love where I come from but I hate this ** town
I can never get no rest, and little Timmy gave his best,
I love where I come from but I hate this ** town
The rich stay in the game
The Meek will never reign
I hate this ** town
There's nothing left to say, so ** your empathy
Cuz I hate this ** town!!!!!!!
Well I love where I come from... But I hate this ** TOWN!

2002 (Bob Schneider)

The year is two thousand & two
I'm doing exactly what I wanted to
And baby I don't even think about you anymore

Just thought I'd drop you a line
To let you know I was feeling fine
Cause honey it's been a long long time
Since you walked out my door

It took me some time I must confess
For a while there I was feeling less than my best
I had to get out of town so I headed out west
I ended up in Seattle

I thought I'd start a brand new band
I thought I might call it Lonelyland
Things got a little out of hand
I ended up hooked on heroin

So I ended up moving back over to Germany
Living with the folks baggin grocery's
But the time I had was mostly free
So I spent most of it drinking

I got myself in a jam or two
I guess it's what I had to do
Late at night I'd still think of you
And it felt like I was drowning

Till I met this girl at a discotheque
She was a dancer but not what you'd expect
She taught ballet and she was half-Czech half Chinese

But after she decided not to have the baby
She said she was gonna move back to Czechoslovakia maybe
By then I didn't really care I was either half drunk or half crazy

I got arrested once but never convicted
My parents eventually had me evicted
I tried your number but it'd been disconnected
I guess I should've known

I heard you got married and you moved away
I called your folks but where they wouldn't say
They said it's probably better that way so I just let it be

I moved back to Austin bout a year ago
I drive a schoolbus I don't drink no more
I go out every once in a while and see a show but mostly I just watch TV

So I don't know where I'm gonna send this letter
I doubt things are ever going to get much better
It seems like life is just one big whatever anyway

I just thought I'd drop you a line
Lie and say I was doing fine
Cause baby it's been a long long time
Since you walked out my door

Rainy Day Women #12 & 35 (Bob Dylan & The Band)

Well, they'll stone ya when you're trying to be so good,
They'll stone ya just a-like they said they would.
They'll stone ya when you're tryin' to go home.
Then they'll stone ya when you're there all alone.
But I would not feel so all alone,
Everybody must get stoned.

Well, they'll stone ya when you're walkin' 'long the street.
They'll stone ya when you're tryin' to keep your seat.
They'll stone ya when you're walkin' on the floor.
They'll stone ya when you're walkin' to the door.
But I would not feel so all alone,
Everybody must get stoned.

They'll stone ya when you're at the breakfast table.
They'll stone ya when you are young and able.
They'll stone ya when you're tryin' to make a buck.
They'll stone ya and then they'll say, "good luck."
Tell ya what, I would not feel so all alone,
Everybody must get stoned.

Well, they'll stone you and say that it's the end.
Then they'll stone you and then they'll come back again.
They'll stone you when you're riding in your car.
They'll stone you when you're playing your guitar.
Yes, but I would not feel so all alone,
Everybody must get stoned.

Well, they'll stone you when you walk all alone.
They'll stone you when you are walking home.
They'll stone you and then say you are brave.
They'll stone you when you are set down in your grave.
But I would not feel so all alone,
Everybody must get stoned.

Can't Stop Us (The Casualties)

This is for the touring bands living on the road
The ones that tavel non-stop from coast to coast
For the ones who do 90 shows in 90 ** days
Then they go back and do it all again

Across the states
Around the world
We'll play it loud
You can't stop us!

This is for the bands that take a chance
Leaving their loved ones and dead jobs behind
For the ** van that always breaks
Spending money fixing it more than taking care of my health

This is for the ones that break away
Losing monet over and over again
For the ones that take so much sht
From people who never leave their home state

For our friends in NYC
All the bands that we meet in the streets

This is for friends that still try hard
The many touring punk and skinhead bands
Life on the road can be so ** hard

UK Visa Versa (MC Lars)

Hey England... let's kick it.

Cops without guns and the NME.
Should I watch the BBC or should I watch the BBC?
Look at these crazy coins, is this Lord of the Rings?
Pounds and pence and Princes and Queens?
Flipside experience, well not really.
More familiar than Russia or Chile.
Up for cricket or squash, or the London zoo?
Look, you hate George Bush and we do too.
Fab music scene, though, UK bands are ace,
And you guys are the most polite of the human race.
Fish and chips, crumpets, bangers and mash,
Shakespeare, Donne, Sid Vicious and the Clash.
You love our movies, we kind of like yours.
We love the way you talk, "please help help us in these wars."
You stopped staying "fab," we stopped saying "groovy,"
Our Scotland is Canada; you saw the South Park movie.

CHORUS
I love England and visa versa,
American perspective in these Visa verses.
Tea time? Jolly good! Caffeine rush.
Look, a red a phone booth and a double-decker bus.

I love you England, so let's both ignore
The Boston Tea Party, and that silly East Coast war.
Oxford, London, and Guildford too,
Rockin' your P.A.'s when I come to visit you.

The Florida incident? Democracy at work,
But we've still got love for your boy Edmund Burke.
If it weren't for us, you'd be speaking German,
But then we gave you Hanson and Pee Wee Herman.
You gave us the Beatles, and you gave us the Who
We gave you Kris Kross and Vanilla Ice too.
You gave us "Chicken Run" and the Teletubies,
We gave you McDonald's and got you chubby.
You think we're all Trailer Trash obnoxious and noisy.
But that's just Springer, Ricki Lake, and Boise.
We're friendly and fake and proud of our nation,
Overweight, wasting gas, hedonic civilization.
We're sue-happy mad overworked compulsive winners,
Strong facade but insecure, just think Seymour Skinner.
We're obsessed with image, old age and fat,
Technology, death, and our dogs and cats,
The superbowl, shopping, S.U.V.'s and money,
Santa Claus, hygiene and the Easter Bunny.
But bigger is better and we love our T.V.
From L.A. to Boston, to Nashville, Tennessee.
And yes 1/4 of Americans own guns
In case you come back to punish your sons.
But Mother Britain listen, there's still a tie that binds us,
The U.S. isn't perfect, you don't have to remind us.

REPEAT CHORUS

Dengarlah Kasih (Camelia)

Setulus hatiku ini kasih
Mewarna pelangi
Dan rindu dalam mahligai syahdu
Tidak memberi erti buatmu
Kala cinta terbongkarnya cinta
Antara kau berdua

( korus )
Dengarlah kasih
Kau menghancurkan
Cinta kita
Kasih jangan kau rayu kepadaku
Tertutup pintu kasihku
Pudarlah kini dan selamanya

Tidakku beralah
Dengan cinta
Janji yang indah
Walaupun dikau kembali
Tiada ruang lagi untuk hatimu
Kasih tak seperti dulu
Pergi jauh

( ulang korus )

Lupakanlah cinta
Diantara kita
Legaku melepaskan
Dirimu...

i got that (youngster clique)

//..Chorus..// [ Gizz Y.H ] i got that swag,i got that swag,i got that swag,i just don't talk about it x2 nah uh uh i just don't talk about it,uh uh nah i just don't talk about it x2 verse 1 [ Young Aux ] ( young aux ...) G shock no rollee/ its just me and my homies/ hella bands hella bands/ we pop tags with hella bands/ t-shirt printed Y.C might get sponserd by nike/now these niggers tryna steal my swag like a thief in the night/ all white teeth no fake jewls im too clean/ tatoo on her back says Aux bout that cream/ i might pull up in a light h0use/ pop a niggers lights out/for all that hating/ can't count the money im making/ oh god it feels like i made it/ have you ever felt the feeling of couting up on a million/ chillin with bitches we sippin/ purple cush in that cabin/if you cant aford me i aint performing/ swag is when i wake up while your bitch is snoring/ im a self made cheese boy straight brewd from mzansi/ tell that aint swag enough jelouse phantsi/ //..chorus..// [Gizz Y.H] i got that swag,i got that swag,i got that swag,i just don't talk about it x2 nah uh uh i just don't talk about it,uh uh nah i just don't talk about it x2 verse 2 [ Raw Deal ] (yeah,nah man,Youngster Clique,Raw Deal...) Im Raw Deal/ OG/ oh shiit im back again/ flawsin up,yellow shit/yellow vans thats killer swag/ dressing like a pilot/ my swag fly as heaven/ yourll baby kites oh god/ my bitch fly oh my/ no beef niggers im sorry/ my white girl is foriegn/ you fake niggers is hating/im smelling like a G/ these hoes on my dick/ im tryna get that paper/ im flawsin like a bitch/ step back bitch stop hating/ im gone see my baby/ you broke**dont have them/ mother **er its Raw Deal/ hating niggers go to hell/ //..chorus..// verse 3 [ Gizz Y.H ] (less yada yada,and more swaging for youngster clique you dig,its Gizz Youngster Halla...) im on my black berry swag/ i dont have to brag/ stacking stacks on em stacks/ im talking cash ** the cheques/ money to the bank only promos in the bag/ and buddy thinks his fly cause he little bit famouse/ im canserouse/ rediculouse/ perfections of the genesis/ somebody should have told ya/ my swag might extort ya/ ill scriptures speak for themselves broucher/ mommy scooping out in the stars in a blink you lost her/ im on my fly ish/ i buy ish/ street attitude im bout it/ flyer then a muh/ keep my business on the low like a sports car/ nah uh uh/ i dont even have to talk about it/ cause im bout it ya dig/ //..Chorus..// i got that swag,i got that swag,i got that swag,i just don't talk about it x2 nah uh uh i just don't talk about it,uh uh nah i just don't talk about it x2

True Fine Love (Steve Miller Band)

I ain't complainin'
But I'd sure like to find me
A true, fine love
Someone another
That's as sweet as your mother
A true, fine love

Cause the time is right
For walking in the moonlight
I have suddenly found I'm ready to settle down
So come on get your rocks off
I'm gonna knock your socks off

You'll see, oh yeah
So come on pretty baby
We're going to raise a family

There'll be no hesitatin'
Cause I'm so tired of waitin'
For a true, fine love
Someone another
Like a sister or brother
A true, fine love

Cause the time is right
For walking in the moonlight
I have suddenly found I'm ready to settle down
So come on get your rocks off
I'm gonna knock your socks off

You'll see, oh yeah
So come on pretty baby
We gonna raise a family

Well I ain't complainin'
But I'd sure like to find me
A true, fine love
Someone another
That's as sweet as your mother
A true, fine love

Cause the time is right
For walking in the moonlight
I have suddenly found I'm ready to settle down
We'll have a boy for you, we'll have a girl for me
Come on baby raise a family

So come on get your socks off
I'm gonna knock your rocks off
You see
Ooh yeaa

Derita Cinta (Jamal Abdillah)

Derita Cinta

Biarkan gelora melanda hati
Biarkan tangisan merintih
Begitulah pedihnya
Jiwa oh kasih

Kiranya panas yang kuharapkan
Tetapi derita yang tiba
Begitulah suratan hidup
Insan bercinta

( korus )
Dulu aku pernah menderita
Bila hatiku kau lukakan
Oh... oh... kini kau ** merasakan
Bersama dia yang kau puja

Padaku usah kau merayu
Hatiku telah dimilikki
Cukuplah yang kurasa duka
Derita cinta


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