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My father gifted me the vinyl (French version white cover) on the advice of Paolo Carú. For me, it remains a part of rock history.
 
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My father gifted me the vinyl (French version white cover) on the advice of Paolo Carú. For me, it remains a part of rock history.
 
Got To Get You Into My Life (Mono)

"The Beatles were tough too.

Brian Epstein cleaned them up for mass consumption, but they were far from soft.

They came from Liverpool, which is like Hamburg or Norfolk, Virginia, a rough port city full of dockworkers and sailors who would beat you to a pulp if you looked at them the wrong way.

Ringo is from Dingle, which is like fucking the Bronx.

The Rolling Stones were mama's boys; they were all college students from the suburbs of London.

They went to London to starve, but it was by choice, to give themselves a sort of air of disdain.

I liked the Stones, but they were never on the level of the Beatles, not for humor, or originality, or songs, or presence.

All they had was Mick Jagger dancing around.

Sure, the Stones made great tracks, but they were always crap on stage, while the Beatles were fantastic."

.: Ian Fraser "Lemmy" Kilmister of Motörhead :.
 
Falco - Der Kommissar (Official Video)

Check it out, Joe, hah!

Two, three, four, eins, zwei, drei
Well, there's nothing to it
Well, when I tell you the story
Nonetheless, I'm used to it
On the TV, it's not working, yeah
She was young, her heart so pure and white
And every night has its price
She says, "Sugar sweet, ya got me rapping to the heat!"
I understand, she's hot
She says, "Babe, you know, I miss my funky friends."
She's talking about Jack and Joe and Jill
My funk understanding, yeah, that's enough for the time being
I get what she wants now
I'm thinking to myself, her Nosn speaks for it
Meanwhile, I'm still smoking
The special places are well known to her
I mean, she takes the subway too, there they sing:

Drah di ned um, oh, oh, oh
Look, look, the commissioner is around, oh, oh, oh
He will catch you looking, and you know why
The zest for life is what’s killing you

Everything clear, Mr. Commissioner?

"Hey, wanna buy some stuff, man, huh?"
“Did you ever rap that thing, Jack? So rap it to the beat.”

We meet Jill and Joe and his brother Hip
And also the rest of the cool gang
They rap back and forth
In between, they scratch off the walls
This case is clear, dear Mr. Commissioner
Even if they think differently
The snow we're all sliding down, every kid knows that today
Now the children's song!

[Chorus]
Drah di ned um, oh, oh, oh
Look, look, the commissioner is around, oh, oh, oh
He has the power and we are small and dumb
And this frustration makes us mute
Drah di ned um, oh, oh, oh
Look, look, the commissioner is around, oh, oh, oh
If he approaches you and you know why
Tell him, your life is killing you

Everything clear, Mr. Commissioner?

Drah di ned um, oh, oh, oh
Look, look, the commissioner is around, oh, oh, oh
He has the power and we are small and dumb
And this frustration makes us mute, ah, la, la, la, la, la
Drah di ned um, oh, oh, oh
Look, look, the commissioner is around, oh, oh, oh
If he approaches you and you know why
Tell him, your life is killing you, la, la, la, la, la
Drah di ned um, oh, oh, oh
Look, look, the commissioner is around, oh, oh, oh
Well, don’t you turn around, oh, oh, oh
Look, look, the commissioner is around, oh, oh, oh
 
Bob Dylan - I and I (Official Audio)

this vdm will never die, ehm, not even when it’s no longer alive...
 
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The uncle goes white live