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| Előadó: | Emerson, Lake and Palmer |
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| Album: | Welcome Back My Friends To The Show That Never Ends - Ladies And Gentlemen |
| Megjelenés: | 1974 |
| Hossz: | 0:00 |
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| Kiadó: | Manticore |
| Stílus: | Progresszív Rock |
| Címkék: | Keressük! |
Just take a pebble and cast it to the sea
Then watch the ripples that unfold into me
My face spills so gently into your eyes
Disturbing the waters of our lives
Shreds of our memories are lying on your grass
Wounded words of laughter are graveyards of the past
Photographs are grey and torn, scattered in your fields
Letters of your memories are not real
Wear sadness on your shoulders like a worn-out overcoat
In pockets creased and tattered hang the rags of your hopes
The daybreak is your midnight, the colours have all died
Disturbing the waters of our lives
Of our lives
Of our lives, lives, lives, lives
Of our lives
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Do you wanna be an angel
Do you wanna be a star
Do you wanna play some magic on my guitar
Do you wanna be a poet
Do you wanna be my string
You could be anything
Do you wanna be the lover of another
Undercover you could even be the man on the moon
Do you wanna be the player
Do you wanna be the string
Let me tell you something
It just don't mean a thing
You see it really doesn't matter
When you're buried in disguise
By the dark glass on your eyes
Though your flesh has crystallised
Still... you turn me on
Still... you turn me on
Mm... you turn me on
Do you wanna be the pillow where I lay my head
Do you wanna be the feathers lying in my bed
Do you wanna be the cover of a magazine
Create a scene
Every day a little sadder
A little madder
Someone get me a ladder
Do you wanna be the singer
Do you wanna be the song
Let me tell you something
You just couldn't be more wrong
You see I really have to tell you
That it all gets so intense
From my experience
It just doesn't seem to make sense
Still... you turn me on
Mm... you turn me on, yeah
Mm... you turn me on
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He had white horses
And ladies by the score
All dressed in satin
And waiting by the door
Ooh, what a lucky man he was
Ooh, what a lucky man he was
White lace and feathers
They made up his bed
A gold covered mattress
On which he was led
Ooh, what a lucky man he was
Ooh, what a lucky man he was
He went to fight wars
For his country and his king
Of his honour and his glory
The people would sing
Ooh, what a lucky man he was
Ooh, what a lucky man he was
A bullet had found him
His blood ran as he cried
No money could save him
So he laid down and he died
Ooh, what a lucky man he was
Ooh, what a lucky man he was
Egy nyolc részes sorozat forgatását fejezte be a minap Anger Zsolt Szegeden. A városból származó kíváló színész a filmetűdökben elmondja, hol csajozott először, mik a legjobb helyek, és mivel készüljön, aki nyár végén a SZIN-re érkezik. Anger Zsolt lett ugyanis az idei Szegedi Ifjúsági Napok arca, nem is akármilyen.
„KisSZINeim, megtanítok nektek egy-két dolgot, hogy ne legyetek agyagagyúak, ha a nyár utosló hosszú hétvégéjén végülis ide enne a fene benneteket” – foglalja össze sajátos stílusában Anger, miről is forgatott a minap Szegeden. Anger Szegedről indult, így nem volt nehéz rábeszélni, hogy a majd félévszázada Szeged nevével összenőtt SZIN arca legyen. Ő pedig volt olyan jó arc, hogy elmondja ország-világ előtt, hogy mi is a SZIN és a szegedi bulizás lényege. A „filmsorozat” május 29-én indul a fesztivál Facebook oldalán.
