If you reply on this thread, please give one link to some GOOD music you like and like to share it with your fellow hmm *members on this beatiful forum called freehost forum. 2. pls don't comment so much of the songs, just be free to share your songs and listen those to share. 3.And mainly, the most important thing is the LYRICS to hear and comprehend, ok? or what. 4.Please give a full artist name and a name of a song ok? Joan Osbourne - One Of Us <S> anyhow
Jimmy Scott - Sycamore Trees A song that cannot be disconnected from Twin Peaks, ergo a Twin Peaks reference. Guess I got to know it via the series, but damn, is it powerful. In the end, it's not so much what he sings, as the way he sings it. Not to mention that brilliant sax. Too bad I could only find this version, and not a longer version, or rather, I found a longer version, but it was crap quality, echoing to hell and back. -Z
Mr. Sandman - The Chordettes Every time I hear this song I always think of thermate man sneaking into Uncles' room after he falls asleep..then he unzips his fly and puts his balls over Uncles' mouth. The lyrics are very similar to a song I wrote about a year ago called Mr. Thermateman: (“bung, bung, bung, bung..........) Mr. Thermateman, bring me a dream (bung, bung, bung, bung) Make him the cutest that I've ever seen (bung, bung, bung, bung) Give him two lips like roses and clover (bung, bung, bung, bung) Then tell him that his lonesome nights are over. Thermateman, I'm so alone Don't have nobody to call my own Please turn on your magic beam Mr. Thermateman, bring me a dream. ( “bung, bung, bung, bung.….) Mr. Thermateman, bring me a dream Make him the cutest that I've ever seen Give him the word that I'm not a rover Then tell him that his lonesome nights are over. Thermateman, I'm so alone Don't have nobody to call my own Please turn on your magic beam Mr. Thermateman, bring me a dream. ( “bung, bung, bung, bung) Mr. Thermateman (Thermateman: "Yesss?") bring us a dream Give him a pair of eyes with a “come-hither” gleam Give him a lonely heart like Pagliacci And lots of wavy hair like Liberace Mr Thermateman, someone to hold (someone to hold) Would be so peachy before we're too old So please turn on your magic beam Mr Thermateman, bring us, please, please, please Mr Thermateman, bring us a dream. ( “bung, bung, bung, bung….)
sht Frank Marino : 'Free' So you think that you've gone back To a state of certain madness And you find it very hard to believe it so But the moment will arise When you sing with joy and gladness And the trappings of the dawn They will let you go Free, from the situation, going on and on Free, from the situation, going on and on When the sun melts into night And the darkness sets around me I lay down on my bed, and fly In the morning when I rise Even more it will astound me I'll open my eyes and dream Free, from the situation, created by men Free, from corrupted nations, let me say it again Free, from the world's deception, going on and on Free, to sing my song "Enough!" he cried, "enough!" Amidst the burning rubble and the debris of agony And the chaos that erupted with the violence of madmen. "Enough!" he cried, ... Where the nations leaders stood amongst the populace of the faithless, And the smiles of fortune were cast in gold! And the inheritance of their forefathers stood as a monument of suicide! "The smell!" he cried, "the smell!" "I am witness to the damnation And have seen the contributors of freedom's end! When the decision of few, made in secret, Have raped and ravaged those who would lay down willingly! Like a whore unto the universe!" "Enough!" he cried, "My people have laid waste the gift of life and freedom, and have worshipped an abomination, And have left the spirit of the land with remorse and desolation!" Trying, Lord I'm trying, Lord I'm trying Trying, trying, trying, trying ... Trying to be free Fighting to be free Don't you know that freedom is the key Until all nations arise And be strong and just in my eyes While a part of me dies for them Until then I'll be set free By the magic of my own mind As I lay on my bed and dream Free, from the situation, created by men Free, from corrupted nations, let me say it again Free, from the world's deception, going on and on Free, to sing my songs
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ac0oaXhz1u8 (Berry/Buck/Mills/Stipe) Resign yourself that's radio's gonna stay Reason: It could polish up the grey Put that, put that, put that up your wall That this isn't country at all Radio station, beside yourself Keep me out of country in the word Deal the porch is leading us absurd Push that, push that, push that to the hull That this isn't nothing at all Straight off the boat, where to go? Calling all in transit, calling all in transit Radio free Europe, radio... Beside defying media too fast Instead of pushing palaces to fall Put that, put that, put that before all That this isn't fortune at all Radio station, beside yourself Calling all in transit, calling all in transit Radio free Europe Decide yourself, calling all of the medias too fast Keep me out of country in the word Disappoint is unto us absurd Straight off the boat, where to go? Calling all in transit, calling all in transit Radio free Europe, radio free Europe Calling all in transit, calling all in transit Radio free Europe, radio free Europe...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QXyX45A0Alk "In Your Eyes" love I get so lost, sometimes days pass and this emptiness fills my heart when I want to run away I drive off in my car but whichever way I go I come back to the place you are all my instincts, they return and the grand facade, so soon will burn without a noise, without my pride I reach out from the inside in your eyes the light the heat in your eyes I am complete in your eyes I see the doorway to a thousand churches in your eyes the resolution of all the fruitless searches in your eyes I see the light and the heat in your eyes oh, I want to be that complete I want to touch the light the heat I see in your eyes love, I don't like to see so much pain so much wasted and this moment keeps slipping away I get so tired of working so hard for our survival I look to the time with you to keep me awake and alive and all my instincts, they return and the grand facade, so soon will burn without a noise, without my pride I reach out from the inside in your eyes the light the heat in your eyes I am complete in your eyes I see the doorway to a thousand churches in your eyes the resolution of all the fruitless searches in your eyes I see the light and the heat in your eyes oh, I want to be that complete I want to touch the light, the heat I see in your eyes in your eyes in your eyes in your eyes in your eyes in your eyes in your eyes
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hnU7MKGz0tc http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ihn25FhYzGY&feature=related http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rO8JWbG6bVw&feature=fvw
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xb-Nacm-pKc marvellous music touching lyrics beautiful images the only problem is that the lad does not really know how to mow. plainly he did not it ever before filming the clip.
IMO you're all weirdos. Now then... http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ehnRt3LaLUc or http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=g5NSvtWirS4 That's the thing to beat!