jeudi 10 novembre 2022

Nº 10 Downing Street ...

 Hello England Hello London Hello King Charles

London Square

Cats - Memory












London University Greens
Mike G Force

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Do you like it´ 


Is it Good´



A little lie


Smell like teen spirits




Face in the sand


I´m going to enjoy it with you




Everybody's waiting for something to happen Everybody's waiting for something to see Lunatics waiting for bigger disasters Everyone's waiting for news on TV Winding lives at the end of the spiral Waiting dictators with their next big thrill Everyone's looking but no-one is listening Everybody wants to be in at the kill I wait for the signs, they tell me true I see the signs of the end of time Everyone's searching, but nothing's revealing Everyone's looking for the reason why Everyone's hoping for life ever after Everyone's looking at death from the sky Everyone's nightmares are going to happen Everybody's ripping the mask from their eyes Everyone's praying but no-one's believing Everyone's heroes tell everyone's lies I wait for the signs, they tell me true I see the signs of the end So I watch and I wait and I pray for an answer An end to the strife and the world's misery But the end never came And we're digging the graves And we're loading the guns for the kill Can the end be at hand? Is the face in the sand future memory of our tragedy? Can the end be at hand? Is the face in the sand future memory of our tragedy? So I watch and I wait and I pray for an answer An end to the strife and the world's misery But the end never came And we're digging the graves And we're loading the guns for the kill Can the end be at hand? Is the face in the sand future memory of our tragedy? Can the end be at hand? Is the face in the sand future memory of our tragedy?


So Cute
Video missing. Is somewhere on my hard disk.





Fruits door

I´ll find your smile, your words, your thoughts.


Your cry


















Feel the sweat break on my brow 


Is it me or is it shadows that are Dancing on the walls 


Is this dream or is it now Is this a vision or normality I see Before my eyes I wonder why I wonder how That it seems the powers getting stronger Every day I feel a strength an inner fire But I'm scared I won't be able to control it anymore 

There's a time to live and a time to die 
When it's time to meet the maker 
There's time to live but isn't it strange 


LOveD iT
To whommm are you talkimg´ And what are you sayimg´
Are you trying to make someone jealous´

That as soon as you're born you're dying 
There's time to live and time to die 
When it's time to meet your secrets maker 
There's time to live but isn't it strange That as soon as you're born you're dying Just by looking through your eyes He could see the future penetrating right In through your mind See the truth and see your lies But for all his power couldn't foresee his own demise There's time to live and time to die When it's time to meet the maker There's time to live but isn't it strange That as soon as you're born you're dying And reborn again


The longest day













In the gloom the gathering storm abates In the ships 



gimlet eyes await 


The call to arms to hammer at the gates 


To blow them wide throw evil to its fate All summers long the drills to build the machine To turn men from flesh and blood to steel From paper soldiers to bodies on the beach From summer sands to armageddon's reach Overlord, your master not your god The enemy coast dawning grey with scud These wretched souls puking, shaking fear To take a bullet for those who sent them here The world's alight, the cliffs erupt in flame No escape, remorseless shrapnel rains Drowning men no chance for a warrior's fate A choking death enter hell's gates Sliding we go, only fear on our side To the edge of the wire And we rush with the tide Oh the water is red With the blood of the dead But I'm still alive Pray to God I survive How long on this longest day 'Til we finally make it through How long on this longest day 'Til we finally make it through How long on this longest day 'Til we finally make it through How long on this longest day 'Til we finally make it through The rising dead, faces bloated torn They are relieved, the living wait their turn Your number's up, the bullet's got your name You still go on, to hell and back again Valhalla waits, valkyries rise and fall The warrior tombs, lie open for us all A ghostly hand reaches through the veil Blood and sand, we will prevail Sliding we go, only fear on our side To the edge of the wire And we rush with the tide Oh the water is red With the blood of the dead But I'm still alive Pray to God I survive How long on this longest day 'Til we finally make it through How long on this longest day 'Til we finally make it through How long on this longest day 'Til we finally make it through How long on this longest day 'Til we finally make it through How long on this longest day 'Til we finally make it through How long on this longest day 'Til we finally make it through How long on this longest day 'Til we finally make it through How long on this longest day ' Til we finally make it through





The Trooper


You'll take my life but I'll take yours too You'll fire your musket but I'll run you through So when you're waiting for the next attack You'd better stand there's no turning back The bugle sounds, the charge begins But on this battlefield no one wins The smell of acrid smoke and horse's breath As I plunge on into certain death Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh The horse he sweats with fear we break to run The mighty roar of the Russian guns And as we race towards the human wall The screams of pain as my comrades fall We hurdle bodies that lay on the ground And the Russians fire another round We get so near yet so far away We won't live to fight another day Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh We get so close, near enough to fight When a Russian gets me in his sights He pulls the trigger and I feel the blow A burst of rounds takes my horse below And as I lay there gazing at the sky My body's numb and my throat is dry And as I lay forgotten and alone Without a tear I draw my parting groan Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh





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