Szomi 2008 Flatland
Mihály "Szomi" Hajnács 2008 flatland video Szeged Music: Unkle - Bloodstain Sevisual
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Béla Szomi Kralj in Robéldulé - Sanja Live (Šmartno, 27/05/2011)
Live at the Hisa Kulture (House of Culture) in Šmartno (SLO) for Jazz & Wine of Peace: Sconfinando 2011. Check out Béla and Robéldulé and their first CD at www.myspace.com Check out the Jazz & Wine music festival at www.controtempo.org
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Mihály Hajnács - Szomi 2010 - BWP
Mihály "Szomi" Hajnács - BMX flatland - Blackworkproducts - BWPbrand.com - 2010 Szeged, Hungary - Music: RCH - Walk the Night ÁA&HT2010
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Billy Talent Fallen Leaves Official Video
In a crooked little town, they were lost and never found Fallen leaves, fallen leaves, fallen leaves... on the ground I hitched a ride, until the coast To leave behind, all of my ghosts Searching for something, I couldn't find at home Can't get no job, can you spare a dime? Just one more...
Moja pierwsza gra: Przygody Brzoskwiniożerka
Moja pierwsza gra zrobiona w TGF 2 o nazwie Przygody Brzoskwiniożerka. Robiłem ją 2 miesiące ogółem przez całe wakacje heh krótko to to nie jest (chociaż jeszcze nanoszę poprawki)
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Billy Talent - Surrender Offcial Video HQ
She reads a book from across the street, Waiting for someone that she'll never meet. Talk over coffee for an hour or two, She wonders why I'm always in a good mood. Killin' time before she struts her stuff, She needs support and I've become the crutch. She'll never know how much she means to me. I'd play the game but I'm the referee. Surrender every word, every thought every sound. Surrender every touch, every smile, every frown. Surrender all the pain we've endured until now. Surrender all the hope that I lost you have found. Surrender yourself to me. Even though I know what I'm lookin' for, She's got a brick wall behind her door. I'd travel time and confess to her, But I'm afraid she'd shoot the messenger. Surrender every word, every thought every sound. Surrender every touch, every smile, every frown. Surrender all the pain we've endured until now. Surrender all the hope that I lost you have found. Surrender yourself to me. I think I found a flower in a field of weeds, I think I found a flower in a field of weeds. Searching until my hands bleed, This flower don't belong to me. I think I found a flower in a field of weeds, I think I found a flower in a field of weeds. Searching until my hands bleed, This flower don't belong to me. This flower don't belong to me. Why could she belong to me? Every word, every thought every sound. Every touch, every smile, every frown. All the pain we've endured until now. All the hope that I lost you have found. Surrender every word <b>...</b>
Billy Talent - Rusted From The Rain
I stumble through the wreckage, rusted from the rain There's nothing left to salvage, no-one left to blame Among the broken mirrors, I don't look the same I'm rusted from the rain, I'm rusted from the rain Dissect me 'til my blood runs down into the drain My bitter heart is pumping oil into my veins I'm nothing but a tin man, I don't feel any pain I don't feel any pain, I'm rusted from the rain Go on...crush me like a flower, rusted from the rain Go on...strip me of my powers, beat me with your chains And if...I'm the King of cowards, you're the Queen of pain I'm rusted from the rain, I'm rusted from the rain You hung me like a picture, now I'm just a frame I used to be a lap dog, now I'm just a stray Shackled in a graveyard, left here to decay Left here to decay, I'm rusted from the rain Go on...crush me like a flower, rusted from the rain Go on...strip me of my powers, beat me with your chains And if...I'm the King of cowards, you're the Queen of pain I'm rusted from the rain, I'm rusted from the rain
Billy Talent - Red Flag Official Video
Cast off the crutch that kills the pain The Red Flag waving never meant the same The kids of tomorrow don't need today When they live in the sins of yesterday Cast off the crutch that kills the pain The Red Flag waving never meant the same The kids of tomorrow don't need today When they live in the sins of yesterday Well I've never seen us act like this Our only hope is the minds of kids And they'll show us a thing or two Our only weapons are the guns of youth It's only time before they tighten the noose And then the hunt will be on for you The Red Flag waving never meant the same... no The Red Flag waving never meant the same Cast off the crutch that kills the pain The Red Flag waving never meant the same The kids of tomorrow don't need today When they live in the sins of yesterday Cast off the crutch that kills the pain The Red Flag waving never meant the same The kids of tomorrow don't need today When they live in the sins of yesterday Like the smallest bee packs a sting Like a pawn checkmates a King We'll attack at the crack of dawn Build a ladder if there's a wall Don't be afraid to slip and fall Speak for yourself or they'll speak for you The Red Flag waving never meant the same... no The Red Flag waving never meant the same... no! Cast off the crutch that kills the pain The Red Flag waving never meant the same The kids of tomorrow don't need today When they live in the sins of yesterday Cast off the crutch that kills the pain The Red Flag waving never meant the <b>...</b>
Billy Talent Devil on Midnight Mass
A devil in a midnight mass, He prayed behind stained glass A memory of Sunday class Resurrected from the past Hold your breath and count to four Pinky swears don't work no more Footsteps down the hallway floor Getting closer to my door I was alive but now I'm singing [Chorus:] Silent night for the rest of my life Silent night for the rest of my life Violent knight at the edge of your knife Forgive me Father... won't make it right Silent night for the rest of my life Silent night at the edge of your knife (You're guilty!) A devil in a midnight mass, killed the boy inside the man. The holy water in his hands Can never wash away his sins Hold your breath and count to four Pinky swears don't work no more Put my trust in God that day Not the man that taught his way I was alive but now I'm singing [Chorus] [Whispered] Whisper, whisper, don't make a sound. Your bed is made and it's in the ground [x2] [Screamed] Whisper, whisper, don't make a sound. Your bed is made and it's in the ground [x4]
Kontrabant - To pesem pokazi svoji mami
V petem Kontrabantovem albumu se Dobri geni prepletajo v vsem svojem žlahtnem rodovniku. S pisanostjo izbora pesmi in "žmohtnostjo" interpretacije Kontrabant, kot daljna zvezda stalnica iz sosednje galaksije, nadaljuje s "švercerskim" poslanstvom.
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Kontrabant - Amarishi amari
KONTRABANT www.kud-kontrabant.si Superb music one of the best Slovenian bands KONTRABANT!
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CRT - Hidegvalóság (Prod. By Breakers)
Cold Reality Team (Hideg valóság) Fullfat, Ediy FullFat: Cold Real meg éget mint a grill Afelől hogy hűvös még lehet real Kezünkben egy ász van a floppba meg drill Valós az érzet real fucking feel Vagyunk lettünk voltunk leszünk is Adunk kapunk marunk és el veszünk is Szeretünk szapulunk segítünk és verünk is Lehetsz ellenünk vagy éppen velünk is is is is elmegy az eszed is A csini csibéknek csattintjuk a kisst Köztünk nincsen alkalmazott mindenki főnök Ha rátok megyünk Ti tuti meg főttök Velünk a kelet és minden mi romlott 3 betű a házba ajtóstól rontott Bomlott téboj két beteg elme Hogy az üveg burokról a kupakot letekerje Ref.: Hideg valóság a ti megállótok CRT monitoron pörögnek a kódok A két coldr raider belepi az agyatok Nem mese mese mátka hanem hímzett alapok Ediy: Szemtanúja voltam egy ős robbanásnak A lehűlés következtében a földgázér ásnak Ajtókon keresztül ,a valóságra várnak A dallamok réseken a sejteidbe másznak Minden elázik ha megszólal ellőted a FAT Ediy fején a kepp Hideg valós és rideg lett Lelkészek gonodlkodnak mi lehet a gyökere F és E betű, estéken kaja mellé köretre Élvezzék a népek mert nem kell szomi smyle Ugye milyen új, és ugye milyen más mi? Ragadok a telódra mint valami olcsó matrica Ha leszeded a zenénket nem kérjük hogy add vissza Ediy és Fullfat figyel minden embert Látom a szemekben az élet csak nektek rendelt Kábult a csoportom látom, mert úgy bólint Tarolunk az életben mert ez egy valós bowling Ref.: Hideg valóság a ti megállótok CRT <b>...</b>
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