bLogbuch einer Synapse (Selbstgespräche eines Synapseins)
Mittwoch, 14. Juni 2006
Notausgang
synapse, 11:57h
Meine Damen und Herren!
Aus Los Angeles, Kalifornien, Die Türen!
"Roadhouse Blues"
Das ist nur Ergebnisfußball (Brasilien-Kroatien)
Was machen nun die Kreuzberger Nationalisten? Den Weltmeister noch nicht gesehen. R. meint doch. Top, die Wette gilt.
Destroy roofs, walls, see in all the rooms at once
Jim Morrison, The Lords and The New Creatures
Aus Los Angeles, Kalifornien, Die Türen!
"Roadhouse Blues"
Das ist nur Ergebnisfußball (Brasilien-Kroatien)
Was machen nun die Kreuzberger Nationalisten? Den Weltmeister noch nicht gesehen. R. meint doch. Top, die Wette gilt.
Destroy roofs, walls, see in all the rooms at once
Jim Morrison, The Lords and The New Creatures
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synapse,
Samstag, 17. Juni 2006, 09:07
Hintertür
Ah keep your eyes on the road,
Your hands upon the wheel.
Yeah, were going to the roadhouse,
Gonna have a real good-time.
Yeah, the back of the roadhouse,
Theyve got some bungalows.
They dance for the people
Who like to go down slow.
Let it roll, baby, roll.
Let it roll, all night long.
Do it, robby, do it!
You gotta roll, roll, roll,
You gotta thrill my soul, alright.
Roll, roll, roll, roll-a
Thrill my soul.
Ashen-lady.
Ashen-lady.
Give up your vows.
Give up your vows.
Save our city.
Save our city.
Ah, right now.
Well, I woke up this morning
And I got myself a beer.
The futures uncertain
And the end is always near.
Let it roll, baby, roll.
Let it roll, all night long.
http://www.lyricsfreak.com/d/doors/roadhouse+blues_20042683.html
Your hands upon the wheel.
Yeah, were going to the roadhouse,
Gonna have a real good-time.
Yeah, the back of the roadhouse,
Theyve got some bungalows.
They dance for the people
Who like to go down slow.
Let it roll, baby, roll.
Let it roll, all night long.
Do it, robby, do it!
You gotta roll, roll, roll,
You gotta thrill my soul, alright.
Roll, roll, roll, roll-a
Thrill my soul.
Ashen-lady.
Ashen-lady.
Give up your vows.
Give up your vows.
Save our city.
Save our city.
Ah, right now.
Well, I woke up this morning
And I got myself a beer.
The futures uncertain
And the end is always near.
Let it roll, baby, roll.
Let it roll, all night long.
http://www.lyricsfreak.com/d/doors/roadhouse+blues_20042683.html
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