Vrij simpel maar leuk spelletje. Iemand (in dit geval ik) post een lyric (songtekst) en jullie moeten raden welk liedje het is, degene die hem goed heeft mag de volgende posten. Er wordt ook een score bij gehouden. Lyrics a.u.b. in een spoiler plaatsen zodat het topic overzichtelijk blijft.

 

FF de regels op een rijtje:

 

- Post de lyric in een spoiler

- Je krijgt pas punten als je de band + titel goed hebt, eerder niet.

- Zoekmachines gebruiken is verboden!

 

Oke lyric nummer 1:

 

[spoiler=Lyric 1]

I was walking down the street when out the corner of my eye, I saw a pretty little thing approaching me.

She said I never seen a man, who looks so all alone, could you use a little company?

If you pay the right price, your evening will be nice, or you can go and send me on my way, I said your such a sweet young thing, why'd you do this to yourself?

She looked at me and this is what she said.

 

There ain't no rest for the wicked, money don't grow on trees, I got bills to pay, I got mouths to feed, there ain't nothing in this world for free.

I know I can't slow down, I can't hold back though you know I wish I could, oh no there ain't no rest for the wicked, until we close our eyes for good.

 

Not even 15 minutes later, after walking down the street, when I saw the shadow of a man creep out of sight, then he swept up from behind, put a gun up to my head, he made it clear he wasn't looking for a fight, he said give me all you've got, I want your money not your life, if you try to make a move I wont think twice, I told him you can have my cash, but first you know I've got to ask, what made you want to live this kind of life?

 

He said there aint no rest for the wicked, money don't grow on trees, I got bills to pay I got mouths to feed aint nothing in this world for free.

I know I can't slow down, I can't hold back though you know I wish I could oh no there ain't no rest for the wicked, until we close our eyes for good.

 

Now a couple hours past, and I was sitting in my house, the day was winding down and coming to an end, so I turned on the TV, and flipped it over to the news, and what I saw I almost couldn't comprehend, I saw a preacher man in cuffs taking money from the church, he stuffed his bank account with righteous dollar bills but even still I can't say much cause I know were all the same, oh yes we all seek out to satisfy those thrills.

 

You know there ain't no rest for the wicked, money don't grow on trees, we got bills to pay we got mouths to feed ain't nothing in this world for free.

We can't slow down, we can't hold back though you know we wish we could. you no there aint no rest for the wicked, until we close our eyes for good.

 

 

:mrgy:

Vrij simpel maar leuk spelletje. Iemand (in dit geval ik) post een lyric (songtekst) en jullie moeten raden welk liedje het is, degene die hem goed heeft mag de volgende posten. Er wordt ook een score bij gehouden. Lyrics a.u.b. in een spoiler plaatsen zodat het topic overzichtelijk blijft.

 

FF de regels op een rijtje:

 

- Post de lyric in een spoiler

- Je krijgt pas punten als je de band + titel goed hebt, eerder niet.

- Zoekmachines gebruiken is verboden!

 

Oke lyric nummer 1:

 

[spoiler=Lyric 1]

I was walking down the street when out the corner of my eye, I saw a pretty little thing approaching me.

She said I never seen a man, who looks so all alone, could you use a little company?

If you pay the right price, your evening will be nice, or you can go and send me on my way, I said your such a sweet young thing, why'd you do this to yourself?

She looked at me and this is what she said.

 

There ain't no rest for the wicked, money don't grow on trees, I got bills to pay, I got mouths to feed, there ain't nothing in this world for free.

I know I can't slow down, I can't hold back though you know I wish I could, oh no there ain't no rest for the wicked, until we close our eyes for good.

 

Not even 15 minutes later, after walking down the street, when I saw the shadow of a man creep out of sight, then he swept up from behind, put a gun up to my head, he made it clear he wasn't looking for a fight, he said give me all you've got, I want your money not your life, if you try to make a move I wont think twice, I told him you can have my cash, but first you know I've got to ask, what made you want to live this kind of life?

 

He said there aint no rest for the wicked, money don't grow on trees, I got bills to pay I got mouths to feed aint nothing in this world for free.

I know I can't slow down, I can't hold back though you know I wish I could oh no there ain't no rest for the wicked, until we close our eyes for good.

 

Now a couple hours past, and I was sitting in my house, the day was winding down and coming to an end, so I turned on the TV, and flipped it over to the news, and what I saw I almost couldn't comprehend, I saw a preacher man in cuffs taking money from the church, he stuffed his bank account with righteous dollar bills but even still I can't say much cause I know were all the same, oh yes we all seek out to satisfy those thrills.

 

You know there ain't no rest for the wicked, money don't grow on trees, we got bills to pay we got mouths to feed ain't nothing in this world for free.

We can't slow down, we can't hold back though you know we wish we could. you no there aint no rest for the wicked, until we close our eyes for good.

 

 

:mrgy:

Ron Carrol - Walking down the street ;)

 

Ehh lol, las de eerste woorden en toen dacht ik dat, hehe ;e

Maar het is niet goed:p

ja lol, dat had ik later dus door :p.. Ik weet hem niet

Weet alleen de titel, Ain't no rest for the wicked. Nu de artiest nog.

Leuk idee, alleen ik zou de artiest niet weten.

Manuel, je titel klopt maar je krijg pas punten als de band ook klopt.:p

Leuk topic hoor Richard;) Ik zou het alleen zonder te Googlen niet weten, dus ga ik het ook niet zeggen.

Spinvis zingt alleen in het Nederlands zeker ;c

Ja;c

Eheh, ik zit ff wat op Last.fm rond te zoeken, komt er een bandje wat wel leuk is voorbij. Ik dus de cd downloaden en raad eens welk nummer er opstaat? Ja hoor:

 

Cage The Elephant - Ain't No Rest For The Wicked

 

ik ben zo goed:m:

Klopt, jij mag de volgende posten Jeroen;)

 

Score:

 

Jeroen Kraaier - 1

Score:

 

Jeroen Kraaier - 1

 

Nouja, dan doe ik hem meteen bij deze maar. Ik weet niet hoe bekend dit nummer bij jullie is, maar ik vind het in ieder geval een geniaal nummertje.

 

 

[spoiler=lyric 2]Taking a moment just imagining I’m dancing with you

I’m your pole and all you’re wearing is your shoes

You got soul and you know what to do

To turn me on until I write a song about you

 

You do have your own engaging style

You have a knack to vivify

You make my slacks a little tight

You may unfasten if you like

That’s if you crash and spend the night

 

Chorus:

But you don’t fold and you don’t fade

You got everything you need especially me

Sister you got it all.

You make the call to make my day

And in your message say my name

Your talk is all the talk.

Sister, you've got it all

 

Curl your upper lip up and let me look around

Ride your tongue along the bottom lip and bite down

Then bend your back and ask your hips if I can touch

Cuz they’re the perfect jumping off point getting closer to your

Butterfly, you float on by

Oh Kiss me with your eyelashes tonight

Or Eskimo your nose real close to mine

And let’s mood the lights and finally make it right

 

Chorus

 

Doll I need to see you pull your knee socks up, let me feel you

Upside down slide in slide out slide over here climb in my mouth

 

Pampepapam badabapamsepapam badabedapamsepapam badabehm...

Psa, sabadabamsedabedapam sepesepapaahm dudodabodabosepedepapaahm sepepahpahpahpahpahpepahm

 

Butterfly, you landed on my mind

Damn right you landed on my ear but then you crawled inside

And now I see you perfectly behind closed eyes

And I want to fly with you

I don’t want to lie to you

Because I can’t recall a better day

Sun coming to shine on the occasion

An open-minded lady

You've got it all.

 

Because I never forget a face

Except maybe my own I have my days

Let’s face the fact here

It’s you who got it all

 

You know that fortune favors the brave

Well let me get paid while I make you breakfast

The rest is up to you. You make the call...

 

You make the call and make my day

And in your message say my name

Your talk is all the talk.

Sister, you've got it all

 

Butterfly.. Baby.... You got it all...

 

Jason Mraz - Butterfly :D M'n vriendin is helemaal idolaat van die kerel..

Leuk topic hoor Richard;) Ik zou het alleen zonder te Googlen niet weten, dus ga ik het ook niet zeggen.

 

Je had al gegoogled? Of zie ik het nu verkeerd?;e

Je had al gegoogled? Of zie ik het nu verkeerd?;e

 

Ja, je leest het verkeerd.

Je had al gegoogled? Of zie ik het nu verkeerd?;e

 

Eheh, ik zit ff wat op Last.fm rond te zoeken, komt er een bandje wat wel leuk is voorbij. Ik dus de cd downloaden en raad eens welk nummer er opstaat? Ja hoor:

 

Cage The Elephant - Ain't No Rest For The Wicked

 

ik ben zo goed:m:

 

Lezen gap;)

 

Oja, Marcel. heeft het goed, dus die mag de volgende doen.

 

Score:

 

Jeroen Kraaier - 1

Marcel - 1

[spoiler=lyric 3]Each Tuesday morning they all stand in line

The auction board open promptly at nine

The gavel came down on the auctioneer's block

And the bidding began on the grandfather's clock

 

Next up for bids in the rear of the room

A piano worn down and a bit out of tune

"Who'll start the bidding" the auctioneer inquired

No voices rang out so just put it aside

 

Shouts filled the room and the auction went on

But the choirs of the crowd were stopped by a song

Everyone turned to the rear of the room

To that worn down piano, a bit out of tune

 

Oh the days long ago when the crowds came around

To hear that piano ring out a sound

But the crowds have all gone and the symphony is through

And the piano cries out "Let me play once for you"

 

A man with a torn coat and a hole is one shoe

Sat playing the song that nobody knew

The music rang out and that song filled the room

From that worn down piano, a bit out of tune

 

Then from the crowd a man shouted a bid

"One thousand dollars for that piano I'll give"

"Two thousand" "Three thousand", and the bidding went on

As the man in the torn coat, kept playing that song

 

The bidding grew tense, each bid more and more

Till a five thousand figure rang out from the floor

The man in the torn coat just sat there and stared

Playing that song, as if noone were there

 

Oh the days long ago when the crowds came around

To hear that piano ring out a sound

But the crowds have all gone and the symphony is through

And the piano cries out "Let me play once for you"

 

The man in the torn coat played as of to say

"I true want you piano, but I have nothing to pay

I'd give all I own

 

Mark & Clark - Worn Down Piano

 

Die heb je genomineerd in het 70's-topic.

Scherp :)

[spoiler=lyric]

What do you do when the people go home

And what do you do when the show is all done

I know what I'll do in the alone of my time

But what will I do with the leftover wine

A line from a poem of my childhood has said

That visions of sugarplums were gonna dance in my head

I'll spend my whole life making the time rhyme

But I'll still have a bowl of leftover wine

I'll spend my whole life making the time rhyme

And then I'll sing them a song of mine

You know I'm gonna do anything

Just to take up time

Cause I can't find a taker for the leftover wine

[ Find more Lyrics on http://www.mp3lyrics.org/gki ]

(and) what do you do when the people go home

And what do you do when the show is all done

I know what I'll do in the alone of my time

But what will I do with the leftover wine

I'm gonna spend my whole life making the time rhyme

And then I'm gonna run to the people

And I'll sing them a song of mine

You know I'm gonna do anything

Just to take up time

Cause I can't find a taker for the leftover wine

I'll drink some of yours

If you'll drink all of mine

Because I can't stand the taste of that leftover wine

And I'm gonna drink some of yours

If you'll drink all of mine

Because I can't stand the taste of leftover wine

And I'll drink some of yours

If you'll drink all of mine

I can't stand the taste of leftover wine

 

 

Graag de originele artiest + nummer.

Is dat de hele tekst?:-D

Oh, moest het de hele zijn? Dan edit ik even.

Dat nummer heet Leftover Wine, maar wie het zingt is me ontschoten..