Δαι μουσικές (daeman's tunes)
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(Bob Dylan's) Masters of War - The Staple Singers
Come you masters of war...You that build the big guns...You that build the death planes...You that build all the bombs
You that hide behind walls...You that hide behind desks...I just want you to know...I can see through your masks
You that never done nothin'...But build to destroy...You play with my world...Like it's your little toy
You put a gun in my hand...And you hide from my eyes...And you turn and run farther...When the fast bullets fly
Like Judas of old...You lie and deceive...A world war can be won...You want me to believe
But I see through your eyes...And I see through your brain...Like I see through the water...That runs down my drain
You fasten all the triggers...For the others to fire...Then you sit back and watch...While the death count gets higher
You hide in your mansion...While the young people's blood...Flows out of their bodies...And is buried in the mud
You've thrown the worst fear...That can ever be hurled...Fear to bring children...Into the world
For threatening my baby...Unborn and unnamed...You ain't worth the blood...That runs in your veins
How much do I know...To talk out of turn ...You might say that I'm young...You might say I'm unlearned
But there's one thing I know...Though I'm younger than you...That even Jesus would never...Forgive what you do
Let me ask you one question...Is your money that good...Will it buy you forgiveness...Do you think that it could
I think you will find ...When you death takes its toll...All the money you made...Won't ever buy back your soul
And I hope that you die...And your death will come soon...I'll follow your casket...On a pale afternoon
And I'll watch while you're lowered...Down to your deathbed...And I'll stand over your grave...Till I'm sure that you're dead
(Bob Dylan's) Masters of War - The Staple Singers
Come you masters of war...You that build the big guns...You that build the death planes...You that build all the bombs
You that hide behind walls...You that hide behind desks...I just want you to know...I can see through your masks
You that never done nothin'...But build to destroy...You play with my world...Like it's your little toy
You put a gun in my hand...And you hide from my eyes...And you turn and run farther...When the fast bullets fly
Like Judas of old...You lie and deceive...A world war can be won...You want me to believe
But I see through your eyes...And I see through your brain...Like I see through the water...That runs down my drain
You fasten all the triggers...For the others to fire...Then you sit back and watch...While the death count gets higher
You hide in your mansion...While the young people's blood...Flows out of their bodies...And is buried in the mud
You've thrown the worst fear...That can ever be hurled...Fear to bring children...Into the world
For threatening my baby...Unborn and unnamed...You ain't worth the blood...That runs in your veins
How much do I know...To talk out of turn ...You might say that I'm young...You might say I'm unlearned
But there's one thing I know...Though I'm younger than you...That even Jesus would never...Forgive what you do
Let me ask you one question...Is your money that good...Will it buy you forgiveness...Do you think that it could
I think you will find ...When you death takes its toll...All the money you made...Won't ever buy back your soul
And I hope that you die...And your death will come soon...I'll follow your casket...On a pale afternoon
And I'll watch while you're lowered...Down to your deathbed...And I'll stand over your grave...Till I'm sure that you're dead
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Μια που ξαναπιάσαμε τα παλίνδρομα, τρία κομμάτια από το Aoxomoxoa* των Grateful Dead.
Mountains of the Moon
St. Stephen
Cosmic Charlie
Μια που ξαναπιάσαμε τα παλίνδρομα, τρία κομμάτια από το Aoxomoxoa* των Grateful Dead.
Mountains of the Moon
St. Stephen
Cosmic Charlie
*The title of the album is a palindrome created by cover artist Rick Griffin and lyricist Robert Hunter. According to the audio version of the Rock Scully memoir, Living with the Dead (read by the author and former Dead co-manager himself), the title is pronounced "ox-oh-mox-oh-ah". The words "Grateful Dead" on the front of the album, written in large, flowing capital letters, are an ambigram that can also be read "we ate the acid". The artwork around the bottom edge of the album cover depicts several phallic representations.
In 1991 Rolling Stone selected Aoxomoxoa as having the eighth best album cover of all time. A five-year-old Courtney Love appears on the album's back cover.
In 1991 Rolling Stone selected Aoxomoxoa as having the eighth best album cover of all time. A five-year-old Courtney Love appears on the album's back cover.
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Teacher - Jethro Tull
No man's an island and his castle isn't home,
the nest is full of nothing when the bird has flown...
Teacher - Jethro Tull
No man's an island and his castle isn't home,
the nest is full of nothing when the bird has flown...
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Wine - The Electric Flag
Nick Gravenites, Mike Bloomfield, Barry Goldberg, Harvey Brooks, Buddy Miles.
Wine - The Electric Flag
Nick Gravenites, Mike Bloomfield, Barry Goldberg, Harvey Brooks, Buddy Miles.