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Green day - wake me up when september ends

Summer has come and passed
The innocent can never last
Wake me up when September ends
Like my father's come to pass
Seven years has gone so fast
Wake me up when September ends
Here comes the rain again
Falling from the stars
Drenched in my pain again
Becoming who we are
As my memory rests
But never forgets what I lost
Wake me up when September ends

Summer has come and passed
The innocent can never last
Wake me up when September ends
Ring out the bells again
Like we did when spring began
Wake me up when September ends
Here comes the rain again
Falling from the stars
Drenched in my pain again
Becoming who we are
As my memory rests
But never forgets what I lost
Wake me up when September ends

Summer has come and passed
The innocent can never last
Wake me up when September ends
Like my father's come to pass
Twenty years has gone so fast
Wake me up when September ends
Wake me up when September ends
Wake me up when September ends

Genesis - Not about us (1997)

A little piece of something
Falling gently down down down
No one understands you like I do

I'd rather be beside you
Everything we know so well
Tell me what you feel now
Show me what you think of it

It's not about us anymore
It's all about the reasons
That we think we're fighting for
It's not about hate
It's not about pain we always feel
I know we have our problems
But we're not the only ones
It's not about you it's not about me
It's not about anger
It's more about the loneliness we feel

How can I begin to
Ask for some forgiveness
For all that we have taken
There's nothing left now

Just a little piece of something
Falling gently down down down
No one understands you no no
Like I do
There's nothing left now

It's not about us anymore
It's all about the reasons
That we think we're fighting for
It's not about hate
It's not about pain we always feel
I know we have our problems
But we're not the only ones
It's not about you it's not about me
It's not about anger
It's more about the loneliness we feel

It's not about us
It's not about hate
It's more about the loneliness we feel, can you feel it
It's not about anger
It's not about wanting
I know we have our problems
But we're not the only ones, we're not the only ones
It's not about you, it's not about me...

Tags : Genesis

Genesis - The carpet crawl

There is lambswool under my naked feet.
The wool is soft and warm,
Gives off some kind of heat.
A salamander scurries into flame to be destroyed.
Imaginary creatures are trapped in birth on celluloid.
The fleas cling to the golden fleece,
Hoping they'll find peace.
Each thought and gesture are caught in celluloid.
There's no hiding in my memory.
There's no room to void.

The crawlers cover the floor in the red ochre corridor.
For my second sight of people, they've more lifeblood than before.
They're moving. They're moving in time to a heavy wooden door,
Where the needle's eye is winking, closing in on the poor.
The carpet crawlers heed their callers:
"We've got to get in to get out
We've got to get in to get out."

There's only one direction in the faces that I see;
It's upward to the ceiling, where the chambers said to be.
Like the forest fight for sunlight, that takes root in every tree.
They are pulled up by the magnet, believing that they're free.
The carpet crawlers heed their callers:
"We've got to get in to get out
We've got to get in to get out."

Mild mannered supermen are held in kryptonite,
And the wise and foolish virgins giggle
with their bodies glowing bright.
Through a door a harvest feast is lit by candlight;
It's the bottom of a staircase that spirals out of sight.
The carpet crawlers heed their callers:
"We've got to get in to get out
We've got to get in to get out."

The porcelain mannikin with shattered skin fears attack.
The eager pack lift up their pitchers- the carry all they lack.
The liquid has congealed, which has seeped out through the crack,
And the tickler takes his stickleback.
The carpet crawlers heed their callers:
"We've got to get in to get out
We've got to get in to get out."

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Tags : Genesis

"The Saints Are Coming" est une chanson reprise en 2006 par Green Day & U2, originalement créée par les The Skids, le monoplage ayant été fait pour une association. Le fruit des ventes de la reprise a été directement à Music Rising pour aider à la reconstruction de la région sinistrée par l'ouragan Katrina.

Green Day & U2 - The Saints Are Coming

There is a house in New Orleans, They call the Rising Sun
It's been the ruin of many a poor boy, and God, I know I'm one.

I cried to my daddy on the telephone, how long now?
Until the clouds unroll and you come down, the line went.
But the shadows still remain since your descent, your descent.

I cried to my daddy on the telephone, how long now?
Until the clouds unroll and you come home, the line went.
But the shadows still remain since your descent, your descent.

The saints are coming, the saints are coming.
I say no matter how I try, I realise there's no reply.
The saints are coming, the saints are coming.
I say no matter how I try, I realise there's no reply.

A drowning sorrow floods the deepest grief, how long now?
Until the weather change condemns belief, how long now?
When the night watchman lets in the thief
Whats wrong now?

The saints are coming, the saints are coming
I say no matter how I try, I realise there's no reply.
The saints are coming, the saints are coming
I say no matter how I try, I realise there's no reply.
I say no matter how I try, I realise there's no reply.
I say no matter how I try, I realise there's no reply.

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Green Day - Working Class Hero (2007)

Working Class Hero de John Lennon est l'une des chansons du premier album Post-Beatles John Lennon/Plastic Ono Band, sorti en 1970.

As soon as you’re born they make you feel small
By giving you no time instead of it all
Till the pain is so big you feel nothing at all
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be
They hurt you at home and they hit you at school
They hate you if you’re clever and they despise a fool
Till you’re so fucking crazy you can’t follow their rules
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be

When they’ve tortured and scared you for twenty odd years
Then they expect you to pick a career
When you can’t really function you’re so full of fear
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be

Keep you doped with religion and sex and tv
And you think you’re so clever and classless and free
But you’re still fucking peasants as far as I can see
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be

There’s room at the top they are telling you still
But first you must learn how to smile as you kill
If you want to be like the folks on the hill
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be

If you want to be a hero well just follow me
If you want to be a hero well just follow me

Green Day - Boulevard of broken dreams (2004)

Green Day est un trio de pop punk californien formé en 1989
Du genre Punk rock, Pop punk, Rock alternatif

Genesis - Many too Many (1978)

Many too many have stood where i stand
Many more will stand here too,
I think what i find strange is the way you built me up
Then k