Stephen Malkmus — тексты песен

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Cyorys Gaze

• Mucki
  

  
  
  
  R e f r a i n : Mucki mein Schnucki tanz mit mir doch einen Boogie-Woogie. Mucki mein Schnucki leg mit mir `ne Sohle aufs Parkett sonst geht Klein-Erna ins Bett! Mucki mein Schnucki mache doch nicht immer Lucki-Lucki beim Boog...

Bone Alex

• To My Mate George
  

  
  
  
  To George David Kitchen I like you You are cool your my mate I`m yours too (Chorus): George, George Oh my George, George Way cool
  

  ...

Bone Crusher

• Never Scared
  

  
  
  
  [Bone Crusher talking] Yea! This nigga think we hoez or somethin` my nigga... Sheeeit, man what the... lemme talk to the mo`fucca How hard we really mo`fuccin is in this biaaaatch... nah`m sayin? Fuck nigga...

Kool G Rap f Chameleon

• Da Bosses Lady
  

  (Scarface excerpt) That chick hes with....she like me. Oh, she likes you huh? How do you know? The eyes Chico....they never lie. What, are you serious? Yeah, I`m serious....What do you think? Man, thats the bosses lady, you`re gonna get us killed.

Stephen Malkmus

• Black Book
  

  
  
  
  Offer your trust to a friend Who is not what he says And you know when youre dry, what youre thinkin Trout in the brook, youre about to get hooked To a greedy false un-catholic knave The black book you took Was permanent-a...

Виктор Луферов

• В колодезный квадрат двора
  

  
  В колодезный квадрат двора
  пришёл к нам музыкант с утра
  ах боже мой
  и в равнодушной тишине
  запел о птицах и огне
  и о любви одной.
  Он о закрытом спел окне
  он спел о бешеном коне
  ещё он спел
  о ...

Heintje Simons

• Ich denk an Dich
  

  
  Fine art never moved my soul
  No vintage wine designer clothes
  But my world shakes for me
  My bird sings sweetly
  A different kind of tinsel
  Decorates my tree
  Yes my bird performs
  A thousand Cheshire cats

Мереке Искаков

• Этюд
  

  Стихи Александра Файнберга
  
  Музыка Мереке Искакова
  
  
  
  Сирень лицом задень. Dm6
  
  Чуть-чуть, едва, случайно.

Kelis f Pharrell, Malice

• Daddy
  

  [Verse 1 - Kelis] He has an appetite, for sex and cash He hangs on the corner, talking trash Or rollin`, in his freak mobile Mercedes Benz, on 20 inch wheels Gets calls all day, on his cellular phone From nasty girls, they won`t leave him alone He`s go...