apache & shy-fx – original nuttah

Original Jungle Style

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Pavement – Perfume V

she’s got the radio active and it makes me feel ok (i don’t feel ok)

fun for an hour til the hour’s gone
can one trick nights feed 40 days?
in my bed at the break of dawn
she shivered like a vein slashed bright and new

she’s got the radio active and it makes me feel ok (i don’t feel ok) [x2]

grip-force the vials and strip the locks
smash the set & slash the beds
and when it looks life a wife’s ex-plot
we’ll cover all the rugs with cheap perfume

she’s got the radio active and it makes me feel ok (i don’t feel ok) [repeat]
like a docent’s lisp, like a damsel’s spit, like a dry gin’s twist (of lime)
like a poor droll sir, like a pike’s dull spurs, like a pastor’s flock (of sheep)

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Patrick Coutin – J’aime regarder les filles

Dans le top 5 des meilleures chansons de rock français de tous les temps.

J’aime regarder les filles qui marchent sur la plage
Sur leur peau le soleil caresse bien trop sage
Le vent qui les décoiffe au goût de sel sur mes lèvres

J’aime regarder les filles qui marchent sur la plage
Les hanches qui balancent et les sourires fugaces
Je regarde les vagues qui jouent avec leur corps

J’aime regarder les filles qui marchent sur la plage
Leurs poitrines gonflées par le désir de vivre
Leurs yeux qui se détournent quand tu les regardes

J’aime regarder les filles qui marchent sur la plage
Le soleil sur leur peau qui jour à cache-cache
Et des ambres solaires le parfum volage

J’aime regarder les filles qui marchent sur la plage
Quand elles se déhabillent et font semblant d’être sages
Leurs yeux qui se demandent mais quel est ce garçon

J’aime regarder les filles qui marchent sur la plage
Leur ventre qui se colle sur le sable chaud
Le vent qui les décoiffe et les sourires fugaces
J’aime regarder les filles qui marchent sur la plage

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Kris Menace – Scaler

Rarement entendu un break aussi fort …

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SHAKA PONK – HOW WE KILL STARS

The new french touch ?

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Chateau Flight – La Roquette

Da Electro BOMB !

(from Nic Fanciulli Global Underground DJ perfect compilation)

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The Smiths – Girl Afraid

In the room downstairs, He sat and stared …

Girl afraid
Where do his intentions lay ?

Or does he even have any ?

She says :

He never really looks at me
I give him every opportunity
In the room downstairs
He sat and stared
In the room downstairs
He sat and stared
Ill never make that mistake again !

Ill never make that mistake again
Ill never make that mistake again

Boy afraid
Prudence never pays

And everything she wants costs money

But she doesnt even like me !
And I know because she said so
In the room downstairs
She sat and stared
In the room downstairs
She sat and stared
Ill never make that mistake again !

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Cage – I Never Knew You

She walks around the corner, it’s like she brought the sun with her

You’re always dying inside that much closer to home
On a crowded street corner surrounded by people all alone
Pain in the heart, rain in the dark, the womb is glum and bitter
She walks around the corner, it’s like she brought the sun with her
Then everything just brightened up, I couldn’t make this up
My fingers in my eyes as she walked by like I was waking up
And so many words, I couldn’t string a sentence together to bother her
I instantly forgot all my plans and started to follow her

It’s like the sky opened and God handed you directly to me
I know it sounds crazy but so is life, I’m sinking
And feeling like your heart is beating solely for me

Your legs are long and toned, you must be walking home
I love the way your lips move when you’re talking on your phone
Intoxicating, your truly ? impurities
Plague every thought of you while I’m trailing you like you’re security
Lost, we couldn’t know our paths would cross but time knew it
Feet sticking out the window, a opportunity climbing through it
Pain for sale, looking to find a new taker
Chance to speak blown, when you looked at me I looked in the newspaper

Because the sky opened and God handed you directly to me
I know it sounds crazy but so is life, I’m sinking
And feeling like your heart is beating solely for me

I’m miles out of my way, creepy, I want more
Was gonna turn back but you stuck your key in your front door
I’m standing across the street, stars that aligned us to meet
Standing outside with your trash feeling incomplete
My finger aching for your doorbell like a random blog
Instead I lurk outside in the cold like an abandoned dog
Perish the thought, you should cherish the words that I got in my mouth
The only words that can truly explain how I got in your house

Because the sky opened and God handed you directly to me
I know it sounds crazy but so is life, I’m sinking
And feeling like your heart is beating solely for me
Unlikely, impossible, I couldn’t dream to think it
There’s something happening between us you can’t deceive
I’m so in over my head I’ve learned to breathe in it
Your eyes are screaming and you’re saying no baby to me
If there was a way out I think you would’ve taken it
My hands and arms are the only way that you can leave
Face to face for the first time, you feel what I’m feeling
Selfishly no longer breathing because of me

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The Pixies – Subbacultcha

i was wearing eyeliner, she was wearing eyeliner

This is a song about something there
there is something about this song
we did the clubs what ass
i was hoping to have her in the sack
i was looking handsome
she was looking like an erotic vulture
i was all dressed in black
she was all dressed up in black
every thing was fine down here
what you call it here
call it what you will here
way down down down in this subbacultcha
her warm white belly in the life i’d lived had seen nothing
finer she shakes and she moves me or something
she’s like jellyroll like sculpture
i was wearing eyeliner
she was wearing eyeliner
it was so good down here
saving for my scrapbook here
way down down down in this subbacultcha
now we live on the sea and relax and ride the tack
drug running on this panamanian schooner
she walks the deck in a black dress
and me i dress up in black
and we listen to the sea
and look at the sky in a poetic kind of way
what you call it
when you look at the sky in a poetic kind of way
you know when you grope for luna.

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It’s birthday time !

House prescription

Here’s a perfect kiss ;-)

I know, you know, you believe in a land of love

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