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Isn't it rich?
Are we a pair?
Me here at last on the ground,
You in mid-air,
Where are the clowns?
Isn't it bliss?
Don't you approve?
One who keeps tearing around,
One who can't move,
Where are the clowns?
There ought to be clowns?
Just when I'd stopped opening doors,
Finally knowing the one that I wanted was yours
Making my entrance again with my usual flair
Sure of my lines
No one is there
Don't you love farce?
My fault, I fear
I thought that you'd want what I want
Sorry, my dear!
But where are the clowns
Send in the clowns
Don't bother, they're here
Isn't it rich?
Isn't it queer?
Losing my timing this late in my career
But where are the clowns?
There ought to be clowns
Well, maybe next year

Well I'm standing by a river
But the water doesn't flow
It boils with every poison you can think of
And I'm underneath the streetlights
But the light of joy I know
Scared beyond belief, way down in the shadows
And the perverted fear of violence
Chokes a smile on every face
And common sense is ringing out the bells
This ain't no technological breakdown
Oh no, this is the road to Hell 😄

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=2AbphkozR14

Un po di allegria dai.

Quotato da Tomas47,

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=2AbphkozR14

Un po di allegria dai.

Ecco:

Young man, there's no need to feel down
I said, young man, pick yourself off the ground
I said, young man, 'cause you're in a new town
There's no need to be unhappy
Young man, there's a place you can go
I said, young man, when you're short on your dough
You can stay there, and I'm sure you will find
Many ways to have a good time
It's fun to stay at the YMCA
It's fun to stay at the YMCA
They have everything for you men to enjoy
You can hang out with all the boys
It's fun to stay at the YMCA
It's fun to stay at the YMCA
You can get yourself clean, you can have a good meal
You can do what ever you feel
Young man, are you listening to me?
I said, young man, what do you want to be?
I said, young man, you can make real your dreams
But you got to know this one thing
No man does it all by himself
I said, young man, put your pride on the shelf
And just go there, to the YMCA
I'm sure they can help you today
It's fun to stay at the YMCA
It's fun to stay at the YMCA
They have everything for you men to enjoy
You can hang out with all the boys
It's fun to stay at the YMCA
It's fun to stay at the YMCA
You can get yourself clean, you can have a good meal
You can do what ever you feel
Young man, I was once in your shoes
I said, I was down and out with the blues
I felt no man cared if I were alive
I felt the whole world was so tight
That's when someone came up to me
And said, young man, take a walk up the street
There's a place there called the YMCA
They can start you back on your way
It's fun to stay at the YMCA
It's fun to stay at the YMCA
They have everything for you men to enjoy
You can hang out with all the boys
YMCA, it's fun to stay at the YMCA
Young man, young man, there's no need to feel down
Young man, young man, pick yourself off the ground
YMCA, it's fun to stay at the YMCA
Young man, young man, are you listening to me
Young man, young man, what do you wanna be?
YMCA, you'll find it at the YMCA
No man, young man, does it all by himself
Young man, young man, put your pride on the shelf
YMCA, and just go to the YMCA
Young man, young man I was once in your shoes
Young man, young man I was down with the blues, YMCA

Torniamo al solito mood:

On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
I had to stop for the night
There she stood in the doorway;
I heard the mission bell
And I was thinking to myself,
"This could be Heaven or this could be Hell"
Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way
There were voices down the corridor,
I thought I heard them say...
Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place (Such a lovely place)
Such a lovely face
Plenty of room at the Hotel California
Any time of year (Any time of year)
You can find it here
Her mind is Tiffany-twisted, she got the Mercedes bends
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys she calls friends
How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.
Some dance to remember, some dance to forget
So I called up the Captain,
"Please bring me my wine"
He said, "We haven't had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine"
And still those voices are calling from far away,
Wake you up in the middle of the night
Just to hear them say...
Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place (Such a lovely place)
Such a lovely face
They livin' it up at the Hotel California
What a nice surprise (what a nice surprise)
Bring your alibis
Mirrors on the ceiling,
The pink champagne on ice
And she said "We are all just prisoners here, of our own device"
And in the master's chambers,
They gathered for the feast
They stab it with their steely knives,
But they just can't kill the beast
Last thing I remember, I was
Running for the door
I had to find the passage back
To the place I was before
"Relax, " said the night man,
"We are programmed to receive.
You can check-out any time you like,
But you can never leave! "

An old man by a seashore
At the end of day
Gazes the horizon
With seawinds in his face
Tempest-tossed island
Seasons all the same
Anchorage unpainted
And a ship without a name
..
Sea without a shore for the banished one unheard He lightens the beacon, light at the end of world Showing the way lighting hope in their hearts
The ones on their travels homeward from afar
...
This is for long-forgotten
Light at the end of the world
Horizon crying
The tears he left behind long ago
The albatross is flying
Making him daydream
The time before he became
One of the world`s unseen
Princess in the tower
Children in the fields
Life gave him it all:
An island of the universe
...
Now his love`s a memory
A ghost in the fog
He sets the sails one last time
Saying farewell to the world
Anchor to the water
Seabed far below
Grass still in his feet
And a smile beneath his brow
...
This is for long-forgotten
Light at the end of the world
Horizon crying
The tears he left behind long ago
...
So long ago
So long ago
...
This is for long-forgotten
Light at the end of the world
Horizon crying
The tears he left behind so long ago
...
So long ago

https://youtu.be/--tFFz44zvc

Idrogeno vippata è una di quell notizie...dove andremo a finire. Di questo passo potremmo ritrovarci vip anche il Cince, ma solo quando rimuoverà i cuccioli di murena che frequentano abitualmente le sue tasche ehm... 😎 😋

Per non essere totalmente, ma totalmente off topic

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eWbwttgQ5Qc

Stadio - Sorprendimi.

Quotato da Idrogeno,

La mia sigaretta brilla rossa
Insieme a luci di periferia
Zampate della vita sulle mie ossa
Sei più sincera quando dici una bugia
Sull'asfalto acquoso una luna affilata
Tagliare i fili che legano le stelle
Stringo al cuore una lattina vuota
E scopro che hai lasciato le unghie sulla mia pelle
Finestrini aperti a dissetarmi di vento
La mia ruota incollata sulla striscia bianca
Della mezzeria. [...]

Quando, giovane rivoluzionario mezzo punk e mezzo metallaro, snobbavo Baglioni questa era l'unica che ascoltavo e neanche troppo di nascosto 😋

Old pirates, yes, they rob I
Sold I to the merchant ships
Minutes after they took I
From the bottomless pit
But my hand was made strong
By the hand of the Almighty
We forward in this generation
Triumphantly
Won't you help to sing
These songs of freedom?
'Cause all I ever have
Redemption songs
Redemption songs
Emancipate yourselves from mental slavery
None but ourselves can free our minds
Have no fear for atomic energy
'Cause none of them can stop the time
How long shall they kill our prophets
While we stand aside and look?
Some say it's just a part of it
We've got to fulfil the book
Won't you help to sing
Another song of freedom
'Cause all I ever have
Redemption songs
Emancipate yourselves from mental slavery
None but ourselves can free our mind
Whoa, have no fear for atomic energy
'Cause none of them can stop the time
Won't you help to sing
Another song of freedom
'Cause all I ever have
Redemption songs
Songs of freedom
Redemption songs

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lZBaklS79Wc

Quotato da belinone,

Old pirates, yes, they rob I
Sold I to the merchant ships

capolavoro!!!

@belinone

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qfZVu0alU0I
e con il testo:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I98KeKV_F9g
ma non diremo mai "those were the days", vero?

Quotato da Gineronimo,

@belinone

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qfZVu0alU0I
e con il testo:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I98KeKV_F9g
ma non diremo mai "those were the days", vero?

Non credo che lo diremo :-)

Quotato da Myskin,

Rilancio:

New York City, N.Y.C, Pretty mean when it wants to be
Black leather, knee-hole pants, Can't play no high school dance
Fuzz tone, hear 'em go, hear 'em on the radio,

Misfits twilight zone,
R-A-M-O-N-E-S, R-A-M-O-N-E-S RAMONES,

Bad boy rock, bad boy roll, Gabba gabba see them go,
C. Jay now hit the gas, Hear Marky kick some ass,
Go johnny, go, go, go, go Tommy o-way-o,

Misfits twilight zone,
R-A-M-O-N-E-S, R-A-M-O-N-E-S RAMONES,

Bad boys then, bad boys now Good buddies, mau, mau, mau,
Keep it up, rock'N'roll, good music save your soul,
Dee Dee, he left home Joey call me on the phone

Misfits twilight zone,
R-A-M-O-N-E-S, R-A-M-O-N-E-S RAMONES

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zHc6x01QCKk

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x8RiA5ZRKMs

"I matti sono punti di domanda senza frase
Migliaia di astronavi che non tornano alla base
Sono dei pupazzi stesi ad asciugare al sole
I matti sono apostoli di un Dio che non li vuole
Mi fabbrico la neve col polistirolo
La mia patologia è che son rimasto solo
Ora prendete un telescopio... misurate le distanze
E guardate tra me e voi... chi è più pericoloso?"

Simone Cristicchi - Ti regalerò una rosa.

Quotato da Idrogeno,

Per te, per te una canzone
Mai una povera illusione, un pensiero banale
Qualcosa che rimane invece
Per me, per me più che normale
Che un'emozione da poco mi faccia stare male
Una parola detta piano basta già
Ed io non vedo più la realt [...]

sento,qualche cosa che mi brucia dentrooo 😄 😄

Il bello d'esser brutti
.
La pubertà finisce per le donne non per noi
Coi capelli caduti al fronte come eroi poi
Ti ricrescono nei punti dove non li vuoi
Odio questa virilità come un "Ladyboy".
Tu ti fai i muscoli in palestra, il petto con la ceretta
Le sopracciglia con la pinzetta
Non lamentarti se la donna poi non ti rispetta
E vuole me con la barbetta incolta e la pancetta
Sai la mia tipa ha la faccia pulita ma è pervertita peggio di me
Ha il fetish per le armi, per le Harley
Per farmi la pole dance quando le dico che...
Con nasone e i ciglioni sono più bello di Brad Pitt
Senza in bocca due gommoni mandi a casa la Jolie
Ora che ti ho tra le mani dopo anni a farmi i film
Io non mi stanco mai della tua pussy è il bello di essere brutti.
è il bello di essere brutti
Ci sono uomini al guinzaglio come i dalmata
Lei gli controlla l′iPhone ma flirta col capoufficio
E in casa sta con le ciabatte e la maschera
Al lavoro va coi tacchi e collant contenitivo.
Le sogna Fabio Volo col dildo di plastica
Che le dà 50 sfumature di grigio
Ma poi s'arrabbia come un′ecclesiastica
Se suo marito osa chiedere un pompino.
A noi le rughe invece stanno bene, non metto creme come sti toyboy
Io non mi sento nemmeno così cesso da quando mi specchio negli occhi tuoi.
Con nasone e i ciglioni sono più bello di Brad Pitt
Senza in bocca due gommoni mandi a casa la Jolie
Ora che ti ho tra le mani dopo anni a farmi i film
Io non mi stanco mai della tua pussy è il bello di essere brutti.
è il bello di essere brutti
Io per la mia prima cotta ero quasi Quasimodo con la gobba
Con la filastrocca come Cirano per Rossana.
Lei si passò il quartiere di bocca in bocca la chiamavano la cerbottana.
Mi sono chiuso in casa a disegnare la mia strada
Mappa del pirata una pin up americana
C'ho creduto e l'ho perfezionata così tanto
Che ad un tratto l′immagine si è animata e dice che mi ama.
Sei una deve assomigli a Audrey Hepburn
Io la mattina assomiglio a Ozzy Osbourne o anche a Billy Bob Thornton
Che in Armageddon fa lo zoppo e con Angelina c′ha fatto i porno
Come lui e tutti i brutti del mondo ho dovuto esercitare lo stile
Ma non avremmo la Divina Commedia se Dante si fosse prima bombato Beatrice.
è il bello di essere brutti, è il bello di essere brutti
Con nasone e i ciglioni sono più bello di Brad Pitt
Senza in bocca due gommoni mandi a casa la Jolie
Ora che ti ho tra le mani dopo anni a farmi i film
Io non mi stanco mai della tua pussy è il bello di essere brutti.
è il bello di essere brutti

Quotato da Idrogeno,

People are strange when you're a stranger
Faces look ugly when you're alone
Women seem wicked when you're unwanted
Streets are uneven when you're down.

https://youtu.be/GJY8jJkDoMY [...]

Le persone sono strane quando sei un estraneo
Le facce sembrano brutte quando sei solo
Le donne sembrano cattive quando sei indesiderato
Le strade sono irregolari quando sei giù.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vmkQDANePMM

FB mi ricorda che l'anno scorso un amico ha deciso che la sedia di lillà era troppo stretta per lui...

beh,qui piu che volami nel cuore,volano nel Q,o vorrebbero volare 😄