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donderdag 10 juli 2008 om 23:07
Ik kon voor de rest ook niets anders vinden, althans niet met bewegende beelden. Jammer, hoor. Was in die tijd een groot fan.
Bedenk me net, ze had ergens in de eighties een nummer (kan niet op de titel komen) met een zwart-wit videoclip en daarin werd zij een dier o.i.d. Kreeg ze van die tandjes en volgens mij ook puntoren.
Anyone??
Bedenk me net, ze had ergens in de eighties een nummer (kan niet op de titel komen) met een zwart-wit videoclip en daarin werd zij een dier o.i.d. Kreeg ze van die tandjes en volgens mij ook puntoren.
Anyone??
Known to cause insanity in laboratory mice
donderdag 10 juli 2008 om 23:07
donderdag 10 juli 2008 om 23:08
quote:Lys schreef op 10 juli 2008 @ 22:48:
*glimt*
Jasmine, ik kan mij van 'vroeger' herinneren dat er ooit eens een show was van DR met allerlei 'vrienden', o.a. Michael Jackson zat erbij. En oh.... hoe heet ie.... die vent die JR Ewing speelde. En ik heb heeeeel vaag het idee dat Marvin Gaye daar ook in zat.
Shoot, het staat vast nog ergens op een oude Betamax-band van me...
Zegt het jou iets? Of ben ik fijn dingen aan het verzinnen?
Het zegt mij zo niets maar ik kan gaan googelen/youtuben op DR & Friends of zo.
Bedankt voor je tip!
*glimt*
Jasmine, ik kan mij van 'vroeger' herinneren dat er ooit eens een show was van DR met allerlei 'vrienden', o.a. Michael Jackson zat erbij. En oh.... hoe heet ie.... die vent die JR Ewing speelde. En ik heb heeeeel vaag het idee dat Marvin Gaye daar ook in zat.
Shoot, het staat vast nog ergens op een oude Betamax-band van me...
Zegt het jou iets? Of ben ik fijn dingen aan het verzinnen?
Het zegt mij zo niets maar ik kan gaan googelen/youtuben op DR & Friends of zo.
Bedankt voor je tip!
Those dresses and skirts make you look so gloriously girlie, my darlings.
donderdag 10 juli 2008 om 23:08
Oh ja, de Evil Superstars. De songtekst ook gevonden:
Yeah! satan is in my ass
He wears a ballerina-outfit
And a fez
Satan is in my ass
And when he comes out
You hear the sound of brass!
Satan is in my ass
Next thursday he's gonna have a hypnotized sheep
For a guest
Well as you all know
He is somekind of a bad guy
But when he reads the papers nowadays
He has to hold back the kerosine in his eyes
Somewhere in a fortress he hides his mistress
I'm talking 'bout a plankton eating robotcow in a cardboard dress yeah!
Satan is in my ass
He wears an armour
And tries to make some pirouettes very fast
Satan is in my ass
And when he comes out
You hear the sound of brass!
Satan is in my ass
He's working on a puzzle
And he sings the jazz
And it goes something like
Te-dum-duw
Satan is in my ass
Het lied is grotendeels jazzy met van die achtergrondzangers die te dum duw en whop shoo wha doo wop zingen, en verder is het rock. Echt heel suf, maar ik moest er zo om lachen, de eerste keer dat ik het hoorde.
Yeah! satan is in my ass
He wears a ballerina-outfit
And a fez
Satan is in my ass
And when he comes out
You hear the sound of brass!
Satan is in my ass
Next thursday he's gonna have a hypnotized sheep
For a guest
Well as you all know
He is somekind of a bad guy
But when he reads the papers nowadays
He has to hold back the kerosine in his eyes
Somewhere in a fortress he hides his mistress
I'm talking 'bout a plankton eating robotcow in a cardboard dress yeah!
Satan is in my ass
He wears an armour
And tries to make some pirouettes very fast
Satan is in my ass
And when he comes out
You hear the sound of brass!
Satan is in my ass
He's working on a puzzle
And he sings the jazz
And it goes something like
Te-dum-duw
Satan is in my ass
Het lied is grotendeels jazzy met van die achtergrondzangers die te dum duw en whop shoo wha doo wop zingen, en verder is het rock. Echt heel suf, maar ik moest er zo om lachen, de eerste keer dat ik het hoorde.
donderdag 10 juli 2008 om 23:08
Ik weet niet wat hier allemaal mag en niet, maar ik zou graag een winkel of torrentsite of newsgroup of wat dan willen vinden waar ik de DVD van de film 'the fountainhead' kan kopen/downloaden/doorhalen wat niet van toepassing is.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=swOxKu80 ... re=related
Ah ja, Patricia Neal (nee, Gary Cooper interesseert me minder) heeft niet zoveel films kunnen maken. Veel en veel te weinig.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=swOxKu80 ... re=related
Ah ja, Patricia Neal (nee, Gary Cooper interesseert me minder) heeft niet zoveel films kunnen maken. Veel en veel te weinig.
Soep met ballen zal nooit met hetzelfde zijn
donderdag 10 juli 2008 om 23:09
quote:AgiaMaria schreef op 10 juli 2008 @ 23:07:
Hoe heet het liedje van Marillion dat begint met het volgende stukje tekst:
You can brush me under the carpet, you can wipe me under (?)the stairs....
Ben er al aaaaavonden mee zoet geweest, maar kan t niet vinden. Niet bij Marillion songteksten, nergens.... Google kan er ook niks mee :(dit klint als verkeerd verstaande tekst ik zal eens kijken
Hoe heet het liedje van Marillion dat begint met het volgende stukje tekst:
You can brush me under the carpet, you can wipe me under (?)the stairs....
Ben er al aaaaavonden mee zoet geweest, maar kan t niet vinden. Niet bij Marillion songteksten, nergens.... Google kan er ook niks mee :(dit klint als verkeerd verstaande tekst ik zal eens kijken
donderdag 10 juli 2008 om 23:09
Marillion Incubus lyrics
(Fish / Marillion)
When footlights dim in reverence to prescient passion
Forwarned my audience leaves the stage, floating ahead
Perfumed shift within the stammering silence, the face
That launched a thousand frames betrayed by a porcelain tear, a stained career, career
You played this scene before, you played this scene before
I the mote in your eye, eye, eye, eye
I the mote in your eye
A misplaced reaction, reaction
The darkroom unleashes imagination in pornographic images
In which you will always be the star, always be the star
Untouchable, unapproachable, constant in the darkness, in the darkness, in the darkness
Nursing an erection, a misplaced reaction, with no flower to place before this gravestone
And the walls become enticingly newspaper thin
But that would be developing the negative view
And you have to be exposed in voyeuristic colour
The public act, let you model your shame on the mannequin catwalk, catwalk
Let the cats walk, and the cat walks
I've played this scene before
I've played this scene before
I the mote in your eye, eye, eye, eye
I the mote in your eye
A misplaced reaction, satisfaction
A irritating speck of dust that came from absolutely nowhere
You can't brush me under the carpet, you can't hide me under the stairs
The custodian of your private fears, your leading actor of yesteryear
Who as you crawled out of the alleys of obscurity
Sentenced to rejection in the morass of anonymity
You who I directed with lovers will
You who I let hypnotise the lens
You who I let bathe in the spotlights glare
You who wiped me from your memory like a greasepaint mask
Just like a greasepaint mask
But now I'm the snake in the grass, the ghost of filmreels past
I'm the producer of your nightmare and the performance has just begun
It's just begun, it's just begun
Your perimeter of courtiers jerk like celluloid puppets
As you stutter paralysed with rabbits eyes, searing the shadows
Flooding the wings, to pluck elusive salvation from the understudy's lips
Retrieve the soliloque, maintain the obituary
My cue line in the last act and you wait in silent solitude
Waiting for the prompt, waiting for the prompt
You've played this scene before
Marillion Incubus lyrics
(Fish / Marillion)
When footlights dim in reverence to prescient passion
Forwarned my audience leaves the stage, floating ahead
Perfumed shift within the stammering silence, the face
That launched a thousand frames betrayed by a porcelain tear, a stained career, career
You played this scene before, you played this scene before
I the mote in your eye, eye, eye, eye
I the mote in your eye
A misplaced reaction, reaction
The darkroom unleashes imagination in pornographic images
In which you will always be the star, always be the star
Untouchable, unapproachable, constant in the darkness, in the darkness, in the darkness
Nursing an erection, a misplaced reaction, with no flower to place before this gravestone
And the walls become enticingly newspaper thin
But that would be developing the negative view
And you have to be exposed in voyeuristic colour
The public act, let you model your shame on the mannequin catwalk, catwalk
Let the cats walk, and the cat walks
I've played this scene before
I've played this scene before
I the mote in your eye, eye, eye, eye
I the mote in your eye
A misplaced reaction, satisfaction
A irritating speck of dust that came from absolutely nowhere
You can't brush me under the carpet, you can't hide me under the stairs
The custodian of your private fears, your leading actor of yesteryear
Who as you crawled out of the alleys of obscurity
Sentenced to rejection in the morass of anonymity
You who I directed with lovers will
You who I let hypnotise the lens
You who I let bathe in the spotlights glare
You who wiped me from your memory like a greasepaint mask
Just like a greasepaint mask
But now I'm the snake in the grass, the ghost of filmreels past
I'm the producer of your nightmare and the performance has just begun
It's just begun, it's just begun
Your perimeter of courtiers jerk like celluloid puppets
As you stutter paralysed with rabbits eyes, searing the shadows
Flooding the wings, to pluck elusive salvation from the understudy's lips
Retrieve the soliloque, maintain the obituary
My cue line in the last act and you wait in silent solitude
Waiting for the prompt, waiting for the prompt
You've played this scene before
Marillion Incubus lyrics
donderdag 10 juli 2008 om 23:10
quote:AgiaMaria schreef op 10 juli 2008 @ 23:07:
Hoe heet het liedje van Marillion dat begint met het volgende stukje tekst:
You can brush me under the carpet, you can wipe me under (?)the stairs....
Ben er al aaaaavonden mee zoet geweest, maar kan t niet vinden. Niet bij Marillion songteksten, nergens.... Google kan er ook niks mee
Betaal ik dan Google meer?
Marillion Incubus lyrics
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Marillion Incubus lyrics
(Fish / Marillion)
When footlights dim in reverence to prescient passion
Forwarned my audience leaves the stage, floating ahead
Perfumed shift within the stammering silence, the face
That launched a thousand frames betrayed by a porcelain tear, a stained career, career
You played this scene before, you played this scene before
I the mote in your eye, eye, eye, eye
I the mote in your eye
A misplaced reaction, reaction
The darkroom unleashes imagination in pornographic images
In which you will always be the star, always be the star
Untouchable, unapproachable, constant in the darkness, in the darkness, in the darkness
Nursing an erection, a misplaced reaction, with no flower to place before this gravestone
And the walls become enticingly newspaper thin
But that would be developing the negative view
And you have to be exposed in voyeuristic colour
The public act, let you model your shame on the mannequin catwalk, catwalk
Let the cats walk, and the cat walks
I've played this scene before
I've played this scene before
I the mote in your eye, eye, eye, eye
I the mote in your eye
A misplaced reaction, satisfaction
A irritating speck of dust that came from absolutely nowhere
You can't brush me under the carpet, you can't hide me under the stairs
The custodian of your private fears, your leading actor of yesteryear
Who as you crawled out of the alleys of obscurity
Sentenced to rejection in the morass of anonymity
You who I directed with lovers will
You who I let hypnotise the lens
You who I let bathe in the spotlights glare
You who wiped me from your memory like a greasepaint mask
Just like a greasepaint mask
But now I'm the snake in the grass, the ghost of filmreels past
I'm the producer of your nightmare and the performance has just begun
It's just begun, it's just begun
Your perimeter of courtiers jerk like celluloid puppets
As you stutter paralysed with rabbits eyes, searing the shadows
Flooding the wings, to pluck elusive salvation from the understudy's lips
Retrieve the soliloque, maintain the obituary
My cue line in the last act and you wait in silent solitude
Waiting for the prompt, waiting for the prompt
You've played this scene before
Hoe heet het liedje van Marillion dat begint met het volgende stukje tekst:
You can brush me under the carpet, you can wipe me under (?)the stairs....
Ben er al aaaaavonden mee zoet geweest, maar kan t niet vinden. Niet bij Marillion songteksten, nergens.... Google kan er ook niks mee
Betaal ik dan Google meer?
Marillion Incubus lyrics
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Marillion Incubus lyrics
(Fish / Marillion)
When footlights dim in reverence to prescient passion
Forwarned my audience leaves the stage, floating ahead
Perfumed shift within the stammering silence, the face
That launched a thousand frames betrayed by a porcelain tear, a stained career, career
You played this scene before, you played this scene before
I the mote in your eye, eye, eye, eye
I the mote in your eye
A misplaced reaction, reaction
The darkroom unleashes imagination in pornographic images
In which you will always be the star, always be the star
Untouchable, unapproachable, constant in the darkness, in the darkness, in the darkness
Nursing an erection, a misplaced reaction, with no flower to place before this gravestone
And the walls become enticingly newspaper thin
But that would be developing the negative view
And you have to be exposed in voyeuristic colour
The public act, let you model your shame on the mannequin catwalk, catwalk
Let the cats walk, and the cat walks
I've played this scene before
I've played this scene before
I the mote in your eye, eye, eye, eye
I the mote in your eye
A misplaced reaction, satisfaction
A irritating speck of dust that came from absolutely nowhere
You can't brush me under the carpet, you can't hide me under the stairs
The custodian of your private fears, your leading actor of yesteryear
Who as you crawled out of the alleys of obscurity
Sentenced to rejection in the morass of anonymity
You who I directed with lovers will
You who I let hypnotise the lens
You who I let bathe in the spotlights glare
You who wiped me from your memory like a greasepaint mask
Just like a greasepaint mask
But now I'm the snake in the grass, the ghost of filmreels past
I'm the producer of your nightmare and the performance has just begun
It's just begun, it's just begun
Your perimeter of courtiers jerk like celluloid puppets
As you stutter paralysed with rabbits eyes, searing the shadows
Flooding the wings, to pluck elusive salvation from the understudy's lips
Retrieve the soliloque, maintain the obituary
My cue line in the last act and you wait in silent solitude
Waiting for the prompt, waiting for the prompt
You've played this scene before
donderdag 10 juli 2008 om 23:10
quote:AgiaMaria schreef op 10 juli 2008 @ 23:07:
Hoe heet het liedje van Marillion dat begint met het volgende stukje tekst:
You can brush me under the carpet, you can wipe me under (?)the stairs....
Ben er al aaaaavonden mee zoet geweest, maar kan t niet vinden. Niet bij Marillion songteksten, nergens.... Google kan er ook niks mee :(Probeer eens you can't brush me under the carpet.
lyrics Marillion
Hoe heet het liedje van Marillion dat begint met het volgende stukje tekst:
You can brush me under the carpet, you can wipe me under (?)the stairs....
Ben er al aaaaavonden mee zoet geweest, maar kan t niet vinden. Niet bij Marillion songteksten, nergens.... Google kan er ook niks mee :(Probeer eens you can't brush me under the carpet.
lyrics Marillion
Those dresses and skirts make you look so gloriously girlie, my darlings.
donderdag 10 juli 2008 om 23:10
