Toi aussi tu te lèves en musique, tu commences la matinée en chantant et toute la journée tu saoules les personnes qui t'entourent avec ta chanson du moment... Non, non je ne parle pas du « Petit bonhomme en mouuusse » ou de « l'Azizaaa » mais plutôt du prochain tube (que tu connais avant tout le monde évidemment). En fait t'as la joie de vivre, tu es peut-être un vrai clubbeur ou clubbeuse, tu maîtrises tous les styles et connais toutes les paroles de chansons quelque soit la langue. Ou peut-être que tu es super nostalgique et te morfonds dans des paroles noires ? Bref, peu importe... Quoi, ah oué ? Tu te crois capable de répondre à mes questions en paroles de chansons ? Alors vas-y cite tes sources et suis mon rythme et mon tempo, c'est partiiiii ! |
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Hello, la forme ? Ca plane pour moi (Plastic Bertrand). Je te rappelle le principe : essaie de répondre à cette théma en incluant un maximum de titres et paroles de chansons. Alors, quel est ton état d'esprit aujourd'hui ?
Queens of the stone age - Feel good hit of the summer
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Jefferson airplane - somebody to love
When the truth is found To be lies And all the joy Within you dies Don't you want somebody to love? Don't you need somebody to love? Wouldn't you love somebody to love? You better find somebody to love Love When the garden flowers Baby, are dead, yes And your mind, your mind Is so full of red Don't you want somebody to love? Don't you need somebody to love? Wouldn't you love somebody to love? You better find somebody to love Your eyes, I say your eyes May look like his Yeah, but in your head, baby I'm afraid you don't know where it is Don't you want somebody to love? Don't you need somebody to love? Wouldn't you love somebody to love? You better find somebody to love Tears are running They're all running down your dress And your friends, baby They treat you like a guest Don't you want somebody to love? Don't you need somebody to love? Wouldn't you love somebody to love? You better find somebody to love Les histoires d'amour finissent mal... en général (Les Rita Mitsouko). Mais j'espère que pour toi c'est pas le cas, je suis curieux et je voudrais savoir comment se résument tes histoires ? J'ai demandé à la lune, si tu voulais encore de moi (Indochine).
Monster Magnet - Bummer
You're looking for the one who fucked your mom It's not me It's not me You're looking for the one who made you cry That's not me It's not me If you wanna stuff your garbage in that hole Oh, baby I'm your man of the hour You think the world's got the evil eye on you That's not true That's not true The only one I see causing major pain Is just you It's just you If you wanna spank your demons and make 'em pay Then baby I'm your man of the hour Some people go to bed with Lucifer Then they cry when they don't greet the day with God I know life's a bummer baby But that's got precious little to do with me You think you've found the one most like yourself And that's me Yeah that's me You're sure we've known each other all our lives That could be That could be If you wanna spank your demons and make 'em pay Then baby I'm your man of the hour Some people go to bed with Lucifer Then they cry, cry, cry when they don't greet the day with God I know life's a bummer baby But that's got precious little to do with me I know life's a bummer baby But that's got nothing at all To do with me I needed a small vacation So they put me on a train They called it "rehabilitation" Oh, but here I am again It's against my second nature Not to to chase you down that hole I need a fistful of medication Just to keep it in my pants Ain't nothing like it You're looking for the one who fucked your mom It's not me It's not me You're looking for the one who made you cry It's not me That's not me If you wanna spank your demons and make 'em pay Then baby I'm your man of the hour Some people go to bed with Lucifer Then they cry, cry, cry when they don't greet the day with God I know life's a bummer baby But that's got precious little to do with me I know life's a bummer baby But that's got damn nothing at all To do with me Tu t'es mariée, t'as trois gamins... ? T'as réussi, tu fais médecin... ? T'as pas changé, qu'est-ce que tu d'viens... ? On s'était dit rendez-vous dans 10 ans... (Patrick Bruel). Tu l'imagines comment ta vie dans 10 ans ? J'vais là où la vie m'mène, là où mes pieds m'trennent (Fonky Family)...
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Une chanson douce que me chantait ma maman (Henri Salvador). Est-ce que tu te souviens d'une chanson de ta petite enfance ? Mais siiii, tu sais celles qui parlent de tomate, lapin, méchant loup, cousine, citron et petit indien.
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« Celui qui chante va de la joie à la mélodie, celui qui entend, de la mélodie à la joie. » Rabindranàth Tagore. Et à l'inverse, est-ce que t'as une vieille chanson préférée dont tu connais les paroles ? A la faveur de l'automne revient cette douce mélancolie. Un, deux, trois, quatre, un peu comme on fredonne de vieilles mélodies (Tété).
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Pour mettre l'ambiance tu proposes quoi ? Y'a qu'à danser ! Cadencez ! Biguinez ! Zoukez ! Gars et filles tout mélangés, races et peaux tout collées (Raft).
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« La musique est la langue des émotions. » Emmanuel Kant. Dire que je n'ai pas, la force, c'est comme tout abandonner. J'ai survécu jusqu'ici ce n'est pas pour tout recommencer (Shy'm). Il ressemble à quoi ton tempérament, as-tu fort caractère ? Je me bats, j'ai l'habitude, d'avancer dans l'incertitude. J'ai gardé la même attitude, je déploie mes ailes et prends mon envole (Kenza Farah).
Devin townsend - Bad Devil
I wanna know what you all Had for dinner I wanna watch the rodeo I wanna big city boy Be a man, not a boy I'm gonna meet you on down Beside the bayou I wanna be in your little friend I wanna live in your underpants I wanna big city boy Be a man, not a boy I'm gonna meet you on down beside the bayou And we'll see how it feels when I'm older And we'll see how it feels when it's over 'Cause it's all just a waste of time So enjoy what's on my mind (Someone should have said) Train won't stop Never gonna stop And it's coming back to carry me back home Leave me alone With no where to go And ride that wind back home... Bad devil Bad double-decker devil Cry for me baby Lie for me baby Lay down before me baby And ride that wind back home Bad devil And I've seen how I'll feel when I'm older And I've seen how I'll feel when it's over And it's not just a waste of time! So enjoy what's on my mind Est-ce que tu crois en quelque chose ? Parce qu'on sait jamais, on regarde vers le haut s'il y a un après (Christophe Maé).
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Hum hum... Comment dire... Si on devait s'endormir ensemble ? Je me lève et je te bouscule, tu ne te réveilles pas comme d'habitude. Sur toi je remonte le drap, j'ai peur que tu aies froid comme d'habitude. Ma main caresse tes cheveux... (Claude François). Oulah je m'enflamme.
Queen - Get down, make love
Get down, make love Get down, make love Get down, make love Get down, make love You take my body I give you heat You say you hungry I give you meat I suck your mind You blow my head Make love - (make love) Inside your bed - everybody get down, make love Get down, make love Get down, make love Get down, make love Everytime I get hot You wanna cool down Everytime I get high You say you wanna come down You say it's enough In fact it's too much Everytime I get a - get down, get down Get down, make love Oh, sss, hah I can squeeze - you can shake me (get down, make love) I can feel - when you break me (get down, make love) Come on so heavy - when you take me (get down, make love) You make love, you make love, you make love, you make love (Get down, make love) You can make everybody get down, make love Get down, make love Everytime I get high You wanna come down Everytime I get hot You say you wanna cool down You say it's enough In fact it's too much Everytime I wanna, get down Get down, get down Aah, ooh, make love, make love, make love, make love, make love Aah, oh Get down, make love Get down, make love Get down, make love Get down, make love Everytime I get hot You wanna cool down Everytime I get high You say you wanna come down You say it's enough In fact it's just too much Everytime I wanna, get down Get down, get down, make love Allez pour se marrer, tu peux m'faire une chanson en lalala ? Je commence : nah, nana, nah, nah ! Nanananananaaa, nana, nah, nah ! Lalalalalaa, toum toum toum... lalalalalala HEY HEY ! Lalalalalala... Trop dur ? Roh bon d'accord un indice : 94 + (15 / 3) - 1
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« Chanter, c'est comme honorer l'oxygène. » Björk. Pour finir je te laisse le choix de la conclusion mais toujours en chanson ! Tu m'en voudras de chanter ça, un truc mielleux un truc pour deux... C'est une somme de phrases faciles misent bout à bout (Kinito).
Devin townsend - earth day
Eat your beets, recycle...recycle... Don't eat your beets, recycle...recycle The message is; 'THERE IS NO MESSAGE' Babe, you better not ever think, Staring into the drink...get out of my mind... Cause I may not be the one to say, is there no other way we could do this another day? I saw God. She said...'If you don't believe me, guaranteed you'll never leave me' On your way, and out of my time But I didn't even know if it was true or just a result of chemicals Shut up and think of something more important to say... 'Sometimes I think that in every straight there's a gay!' Something or nothing a whole either way it's a way, it's a way, it's a way, it's a way, it's a way EARTH DAY, EARTH DAY, EARTH DAY, EARTH DAY it's a way, it's a way, it's a way, it's a way EARTH DAY, EARTH DAY, EARTH DAY, EARTH DAY It's like your birthday, it's on Earth Day, Like a child you're born again, little child you're bored again... It's your worst fucking day, it's on Earth Day... Little lies to cover up...please make your mind up (Eat your beets, Recycle...recycle...) (...Don't eat your beets, recycle...recycle) Man Overboard (I'm so far away) Man overboard (I'm so far...) But fuck it! ...I really don't care Fuck! Listen to me! Just shut the fuck up! Peace, Love, Joy Man overboard (I'm so far...) Hate, hell, war Hate, love, love, hate, love, hate...destruction! So just shut your face and take a seat Because after all, you're just talking meat...and music? Well, it's just entertainment folks. Sometimes I think that I really have something moreto say... 'Sometimes I think that in every straight there's a gay!' ...forgive me for saying it blows either way, it's a way, it's a way, it's a way, it's a way, it's a way... It's your birthday, it's on Earth Day, Like a child you're born again, little child you're cold again... It's your worst fucking day, it's on Earth Day Little child your time is up...please turn the heat up You need your beets, you recycle... ...Don't eat your beets...recycle... Man overboard...I'm so far away... |