• 498 Rainy Night in Georgia - Brook Benton

    Rainy Night in Georgia "est une chanson écrite par Tony Joe White en 1962 et popularisé parle chanteur de R and B Benton Brook en 1970. En 1969, après plusieurs années sans grand succès, Benton avait signé avec un nouveau label, Cotillion enregistrements (une filiale de Atlantic Records). Benton a enregistré la chanson en Novembre 1969. La chanson a atteint le numéro quatre sur le Billboard Hot 100.

    Hoverin' by my suitcase, tryin' to find a warm place to spend the night
    Heavy rain fallin', seems I hear your voice callin' "It's all right."
    A rainy night in Georgia, a rainy night in Georgia
    It seems like it's rainin' all over the world
    I feel like it's rainin' all over the world
    Neon signs a-flashin', taxi cabs and buses passin' through the night
    A distant moanin' of a train seems to play a sad refrain to the night
    A rainy night in Georgia, such a rainy night in Georgia
    Lord, I believe it's rainin' all over the world
    I feel like it's rainin' all over the world
    How many times I wondered
    It still comes out the same
    No matter how you look at it or think of it
    [ From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/b/brook-benton-lyrics/rainy-night-in-georgia-lyrics.html ]
    It's life and you just got to play the game

    I find me a place in a box car, so I take my guitar to pass some time
    Late at night when it's hard to rest I hold your picture to my chest and
    I feel fine
    (minor scat) But it's a rainy night in Georgia, baby, it's a rainy night
    in Georgia I
    feel it's rainin' all over the world, kinda lonely now And it's rainin'
    all over the
    world
    Oh, have you ever been lonely, people?
    And you feel that it was rainin' all over this man's world
    You're talking 'bout rainin', rainin', rainin', rainin', rainin',
    rainin', rainin',
    rainin', rainin' rainin', rainin', rainin'

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  • 499 The Boys are Back in Town - Thin Lizzy

     " The Boys Are Back dans la ville "est un single du groupe de hard rock irlandais Thin Lizzy . La chanson est sorti en 1976 sur leur album Jailbreak . Elle a atteint la 12 ème position des charts US, la 8ème place au Royaume Uni et le numéro 1 dans leur pays. Le succès de la chanson est du à l'âme Gaélique du chanteur Phil Lynott et à la "double -lead guitare" de Scott Gorham et Brian Robertson.

    Lynott est mort en 1986 d'une overdose, mais reste une icône de la dimension de Springsteen dans son Irlande natale.

    Guess who just got back today?
    Those wild-eyed boys that had been away
    Haven't changed, haven't much to say
    But man, I still think those cats are great

    They were asking if you were around
    How you was, where you could be found
    I told them you were living downtown
    Driving all the old men crazy

    The boys are back in town

    You know the chick that used to dance a lot
    Every night she'd be on the floor shaking what she'd got
    Man when I tell you she was cool, she was red hot
    I mean she was steaming

    That night over at Johnny's place
    Well this chick got up and she slapped Johnny's face
    Man we just fell about the place
    If that chick don't want to know, forget her

    Friday night they'll be dressed to kill
    Down at Dino's bar and grill
    The drink will flow and blood will spill
    If the boys want to fight, you'd better let them

    That jukebox in the corner blasting out my favorite song
    The nights are getting warmer, it won't be long
    It won't be long till summer comes
    Now that the boys are here again

    The boys are back in town

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  • 100 Tool – “Vicarious”

     " Vicarious "est une chanson américaine du groupe de rock Tool . La chanson est le premier single sorti de leur quatrième album studio 10,000 Days . Le 17 avril 2006, la chanson de sept minutes entre dans le Billboard Modern Rock Tracks à la 2ème place. Elle a reçue une nomination pour la Meilleure Performance Hard Rock aux Grammy Awards .

    Eye on the TV
    'cause tragedy thrills me
    Whatever flavour
    It happens to be like;
    Killed by the husband
    Drowned by the ocean
    Shot by his own son
    She used the poison in his tea
    And kissed him goodbye
    That's my kind of story
    It's no fun 'til someone dies

    Don't look at me like
    I am a monster
    Frown out your one face
    But with the other
    Stare like a junkie
    Into the TV
    Stare like a zombie
    While the mother
    Holds her child
    Watches him die
    Hands to the sky crying
    Why, oh why?
    'cause I need to watch things die
    From a distance

    Vicariously I, live while the whole world dies
    You all need it too, don't lie

    Why can't we just admit it?
    Why can't we just admit it?

    We won't give pause until the blood is flowing
    Neither the brave nor bold
    The writers of stories sold
    We won't give pause until the blood is flowing

    I need to watch things die
    From a good safe distance

    Vicariously I, live while the whole world dies
    You all feel the same so
    Why can't we just admit it?

    Blood like rain come down
    Drawn on grave and ground

    Part vampire
    Part warrior
    Carnivore and voyeur
    Stare at the transmittal
    Sing to the death rattle

    La, la, la, la, la, la, la-lie

    Credulous at best, your desire to believe in angels in the hearts of men.
    Pull your head on out your hippy haze and give a listen.
    Shouldn't have to say it all again.
    The universe is hostile. so Impersonal. devour to survive.
    So it is. So it's always been.

    We all feed on tragedy
    It's like blood to a vampire

    Vicariously I, live while the whole world dies
    Much better you than I 

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  • 500 More than a feeling

    More Than a Feeling "est une chanson du groupe de rock de Boston. C'est le premier single de leur premier album éponyme sorti en Septembre 1976. Le titre atteint le numéro cinq du Billboard Hot 100 . La chanson est maintenant un incontournable du rock classique et en 2009 elle a été nommé la 39e meilleure chanson de hard rock de tous les temps par VH1.

     Inspiré par le déchirant "Walk away Renée" (le titre aussi est déchirant^^) du groupe The Left Banke, Tom Scholz, ingénieur chez Polaroïd, a peaufiné cet hymne pendant 5 ans dans sa cave. Menée par la voix haut perchée de Brad Delp, "Feeling" contribua à faire écouler 17 millions d'exemplaires de Boston (qui ser n°3 au billboard hot 200), et inspira plus tard le riff de "Smell like teen spirit" de Nirvana.

    I woke up this morning and the sun was gone
    Turned on some music to start my day
    I lost myself in a familiar song
    I closed my eyes and I slipped away

    It's more than a feeling
    More than a feeling
    When I hear that old song they used to play
    More than a feeling
    And I begin dreaming
    More than a feeling
    'Til I see Mary Ann walk away
    I see my Mary Ann walkin' away

    So many people have come and gone
    Their faces fade as the years go by
    Yet I still recall as I wander on
    As clear as the sun in the summer sky

    [ From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/b/boston-lyrics/more-than-a-feeling-lyrics.html ]
    It's more than a feeling
    More than a feeling
    When I hear that old song they used to play
    More than a feeling
    And I begin dreaming
    More than a feeling
    'Til I see Mary Ann walk away
    I see my Maria Ann walkin' away

    When I?m tired and thinking cold
    I hide in my music, forget the day
    And dream of a girl I used to know
    I closed my eyes and she slipped away
    She slipped away

    It's more than a feeling
    More than a feeling
    When I hear that old song they used to play
    More than a feeling
    And I begin dreaming
    More than a feeling
    'Til I see Mary Ann walk away

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  • "Paint A Vulgar Picture", un des meilleurs morceaux de l'album "Strangeways, Here We Come", montre tout l'immense talent de Johnny Marr à la guitare avec une mélodie parfaite, tandis que la voix de Morrissey est excellente, irréprochable. 

    At the record company meeting 
    On their hands - a dead star 
    And oh, the plans they weave 
    And oh, the sickening greed 

    At the record company party 
    On their hands - a dead star 
    The sycophantic slags all say :
    "I knew him first, and I knew him well"


    Re-issue ! Re-package ! Re-package ! 
    Re-evaluate the songs 
    Double-pack with a photograph 
    Extra Track (and a tacky badge) 


    A-list, playlist 
    "Please them , please them !"
    "Please them !"
    (sadly, THIS was your life) 


    But you could have said no 
    If you'd wanted to 
    You could have said no 
    If you'd wanted to 


    BPI, MTV, BBC 
    "Please them ! Please them !"
    (sadly this was your life) 


    But you could have said no 
    If you'd wanted to 
    You could have walked away 
    ...Couldn't you ? 


    I touched you at the soundcheck 
    You had no real way of knowing 
    In my heart I begged "Take me with you ...
    I don't care where you're going..."


    But to you I was faceless 
    I was fawning, I was boring 
    Just a child from those ugly new houses 
    Who could never begin to know 


    Who could never really know 
    Oh ... 


    Best of ! Most of ! 
    Satiate the need 
    Slip them into different sleeves ! 
    Buy both, and feel deceived 


    Climber - new entry, re-entry 
    World tour ! ("media whore") 
    "Please the Press in Belgium !"
    (THIS was your life...) 


    And when it fails to recoup ? 
    Well, maybe : 
    You just haven't earned it yet, baby 


    I walked a pace behind you at the soundcheck 
    You're just the same as I am 
    What makes most people feel happy 
    Leads us headlong into harm 


    So, in my bedroom in those 'ugly new houses' 
    I danced my legs down to the knees 
    But me and my 'true love' 
    Will never meet again ... 


    At the record company meeting 
    On their hands - at last ! - a dead star ! 
    But they can never taint you in my eyes 
    No, they can never touch you now 


    No, they cannot hurt you, my darling 
    They cannot touch you now 
    But me and my 'true love' 
    Will never meet again 

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