Nyah!!

Už je to tady!! Nový školní rok nám brzo oficiálně začne a nikdo tomu nemůže zabránit. Vzorní studenti se vypravují do školy a já mezi nimi bohužel nesmím chybět. Ne nadarmo se říká "Škola není hospoda, aby se v ní vysedávalo každej den.". Nikdo jinem tomu však nepřikládá žádnou váhu a tak do toho ústavu musím pořád chodit každý den. Raději ale nebudeme mluvit o této velmi smutné, každoroční události a raději se pojďme podávat na písničku, o kterou bych se tu s Vámi velmi ráda podělila.

Jsem si jistá, že spousta z Vás moc dobře ví, jak jsem posedlá skupinou Hollywood Undead, která je mou nejoblíbenější skupinou už několik let a jsem si jistá, že žádná skupina její místo ještě hodně dlouhou dobu nepřevezme. Tento článek bude velmi krátký, jen jsem Vám tu chtěla ukázat tuhle písničku, která momentálně leží vysoko v mých žebříčcích *////* ... Přece jen, k tomuto tématu se nedá příliš mnoho říct, jednoduše mě zaujala natolik, abych Vám ji sem strčila pod nos a donutila Vás si ji poslechnout >////<

Skupina: Hollywood Undead
Písnička: Believe


Jako vždycky, pro ty, kteří si chtějí zazpívat společně a nestíhají číst slova z videa, tak v "Celém článku" najdete celý text. Doufám, že Vás písnička aspoň trochu zaujala, určitě se tu najdou i jiní obdivovatelé této zahraniční, rockové skupiny *////* ... Ještě jednou Vám chci popřát hodně štěstí do nového školního roku!! *////*

Baka-chan ... chytla záchvat protestu proti škole!! >/////<


Hollywood Undead - Believe
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I can't believe …
That when I breathe …
There's something good inside of me
Just one good thing inside of me
-
So close to me …
That memory …
Of that one good thing inside of me
Just one good thing inside of me (Yeah)
-
If I went out the back door, nobody would stop me
But, where would I go?
Cause I ain't never had a real home
So, what do I know?
-
So, I could keep runnin', hide untill they find me
But, what would that do?
If they could only know what I knew
What would it prove?
-
I should seen the writin' on the wall …
Instead, I'm left to fall
Cause the longer I'm away
The more we stay the same
-
Lookin' back, when I thought I knew it all …
Instead, I'm left to fall
Did I throw it all away?
-
I can't believe …
That when I breathe …
There's something good inside of me
Just one good thing inside of me
-
So close to me …
That memory …
Of that one good thing inside of me
Just one good thing inside of me (Yeah)
-
Don't you know, little boy, they'll lay you to waste man
Little do they know, every song is a lifespan
Haven't taken one, but I'm takin' my last chance
To hold all we know and let go with both hands
-
Oh, don't you know that clouds are made from concrete?
Right through the stone, can you hear my heart beat?
Beats through my bones, like no memory left me
Not for a second or a minute when I dream
-
I wanna go home, like a home that I'll keep
You can dig six or sixty-six feet
We can live forever, still your misery missed me
Hold this song together with a bottle of whiskey
-
Look into the mirror at the lines that time drew
Seen 'em painted white in the eyes that shine through
My heart beats heavy in an open chest
And I wanna say goodbye, but there's nobody left
-
I can't believe …
That when I breathe …
There's something good inside of me
Just one good thing inside of me
-
So close to me …
That memory …
Of that one good thing inside of me
Just one good thing inside of me (Yeah)
-
I broke it all, and I put to the test
Put your hands to mine, and feel this emptiness
There's no beat in my chest
Cause there's nothin' left
No, it ain't goodbye, it's a last caress
-
What's another dream?
You could hardly sleep
Can you believe bad things only happen to me?
God knows one day you will finally see
That scars will heal, but were meant to bleed
-
Do you realize I would lie for you?
Please have my last breath, I would die for you
I know I'm no good, but my heart beats true
You know I'm gonna fight, though I might be scared to lose
-
You took me in, and I fucked it up again
And an empty promise, no, I won't pretend
Cause in the end, we need someone to solve 'em
Nobody can fix me if I'm part of the problem
-
I can't believe …
That when I breathe …
There's something good inside of me
Just one good thing inside of me
-
So close to me …
That memory …
Of that one good thing inside of me
Just one good thing inside of me (Yeah)
Konichiwa!!

Jelikož jsem se nedávno pustila do úpravy naší hudebně založené rubriky, rozhodla jsem se také přidat i nějaké písničky skupin a zpěváků, o kterých tu píšu. S ukázkami je totiž vždycky všechno více jasné a můžete si tak udělat lepší obrázek o tom, jaký styl hrají a zda se Vám zalíbí. Tato písnička je od jedné z mých nejoblíbenějších skupin, Hollywood Undead.

Skupina: Hollywood Undead
Písnička: Up In Smoke


A protože je to taková tradice, tak v "Celém článku" máte i slova k této psíničce. Nevím, zda se pokusit i o jejich překlad, takže možná později doplním. Ale moje angličtina opravdu není dobrá, pokud se mi podaří se nějakým způsobem zdokonalit, tak bych se do toho mohla i pustit xD

Baka Kamaru xD

Hollywood Undead - Up In Smoke
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[Danny:]
So everybody get down like you just got out of rehab
-
[Funny Man:]
I'm so high
I'm so high
-
[Danny:]
Oh no, the bottle's low and I can't feel my face no more
Oh no, we up in smoke and I can't feel my face no more
Oh no, the bottle's low and I can't feel my face no more
Oh no, we up in smoke and I can't feel my face no more
-
[Charlie Scene:]
Oh shit, damn, had a couple too many
Didn't have shit planned, mixing vodka with Henny
Now I can't sit down 'cause I'm already spinning
Acting like I'm rich man, spending every penny
-
So everybody get down like you just got out of rehab
Let's get fucked up, put on your helmet and knee pads
Cause I'm so high, I can't feel my face
Cause me and weed go together like Diddy and Mase
-
So everybody get down like you just got out of rehab
(Oh, oh)
And everybody get down like you just got out of rehab
-
[Danny:]
Oh no, the bottle's low and I can't feel my face no more
Oh no, we up in smoke and I can't feel my face no more
Oh no, the bottle's low and I can't feel my face no more
Oh no, we up in smoke and I can't feel my face no more
-
[J-Dog:]
I fuck with a six pack, bong or a zig-zag
Shit, don't puke here, choke on a Tic-Tac
I walked a line, but my eyes are crooked
A couple more drinks, bitch, now you're good looking
-
Mother fucking real Hollywood, not some B-List actor
I'm faded as fuck, watch me moonwalk backwards
It's a house party, Los Angeles
So fuck the Five-0, my middle fingers are up
-
[Charlie Scene:]
So everybody get down like you just got out of rehab
(Oh, oh)
And everybody get down like you just got out of rehab
-
[Danny:]
Oh no, the bottle's low and I can't feel my face no more
Oh no, we up in smoke and I can't feel my face no more
Oh no, the bottle's low and I can't feel my face no more
Oh no, we up in smoke and I can't feel my face no more
-
[Funny Man:]
Blowing and banging everyday in the low low
I roll slow 'cause I'm allergic to po-po
I smoke the douj when I chill with the Cholos
And y'all smoke pole 'cause you're chilling with homos
-
I sip patron and I chase it with SoCo
Pants so low, got my balls in a choke hold!
Bitches gettin' naked and posin' for photos!
and hoppin' on my dick like my shit is a pogo
-
[Charlie Scene & J-Dog:]
So everybody get down, like you just got out of rehab!
Let's get fucked up, put on your helmet and knee pads!
Cause I'm so high, can't feel my face!
Cause me and weed go together like Charlie and J-dog!
-
So everybody get down, like you just got out of rehab!
Let's get fucked up, put on your helmet and knee pads!
Cause I'm so high, can't feel my face!
Cause me and weed go together like Charlie and J-dog!
-
[Danny:]
Oh no, the bottle's low and I can't feel my face no more
Oh no, we up in smoke and I can't feel my face no more
Oh no, the bottle's low and I can't feel my face no more
Oh no, we up in smoke and I can't feel my face no more
-
[Funny Man:]
Oh no, I'm so high
Oh no, I'm so high
Oh no, I'm so high
Oh no, I'm so high
Yooo!!

Hlasím se tu zase s nějakým videem, tentokrát se ale nejedná o nějaké AMV či ASMV. Napadlo mě, že bysme sem měli přidat také nějakou naši oblíbenou hudbu, abychom věděli, kolik z Vás má podobný hudební styl. Myslím si, že zrovna Hollywood Undead je docela známá a oblíbená skupina, i když je tak trochu ... vulgárnějšího rázu xD ... Rozhodně je to ale jedna z mých nejoblíbenějších skupin, na které nedám dopustit. Zrovna v Říjnu vydali nové album zvané "Day of The Dead", které je naprosto boží, plné úžasných písniček. Rozhodně doporučuju!! *////* ... Tady je jedna z mých oblíbených písniček, podle mě hodně chytlavá písnička, která Vám zůstave v hlavě několik dnů, né-li týdnů *////*

Písnička: Hollywood Undead - Dead Bite


Možná jste na tom stejně jako já, ale když nevidím slova napsaná na předemnou, ale vyskakují na mě takovýmhle způsobem, tak je vůbec nestíhám číst. Proto dám do "Celého článku" slova pro ty, kteří jsou na tom stejně jako já xD

Baka Kamaru xD



"Dead Bite"

Goodnight, sleep tight
Don't let the dead bite

Johnny 3, and he's dipping in the four door
44 and it's pointing at your window
Ain't a good shot, here come four more
Getting hot, so I play in the snow

In a town made wicked, made from these wicked things
See the dead on the cover of a magazine
See my smile, it was born from amphetamines
Better duck, 'cause it's war on my enemies

Oh, God, think I lost it, oh, no
Lost some and wanna watch the rest go
A mad man when I'm mixed with Soco
Who would've thought a man could sink to so low

Now, who wants to die from the Mossberg shotty?
Putting holes in the hotel lobby!
All you fake bitches are just another hobby
And I'll let you dig, where I dump your body

What would you do if I told you, "I hate you"?
What would you do if your life's on the line?
What would you say if I told you, "I hate you"?
I've got something that'll blow your mind, mind

You know I got a grenade, and it's got your name on it
I'mma spit on your grave and engrave a dick on it
People say I'm insane and to put the brakes on it
Let me buy you a drink, how 'bout a roofy, gin and tonic?

Yeah, Charlie Scene seems to be so hated
It's just me being intoxicated
'Cause being sober's so overrated
Hollywood Undead, what have you created?

I know that we have never really met before
But, tell me, does this rag smell like chloroform?
You know that I'm the reason people lock their doors
But, I got nothing but time, so, I'ma wait on the porch

You got nowhere to run too, so, don't try hiding
'Cause I'm known to be like Jack Nicholson from The Shining
Yeah, I'm breaking your door down, so, don't try fighting
Yeah, you gotta keep 'em fed, or the dead keep biting

What would you do if I told you, "I hate you"?
What would you do if your life's on the line?
What would you say if I told you, "I hate you"?
I've got something that'll blow your mind, mind

Goodnight, sleep tight
Don't let the dead bite
Wrap a rope around your head and watch you as you take flight

You better check twice, look under your bed
Turn on your nightlight, cover up your head
'Cause we do exist, and there's no need to pretend
That you're not afraid of meeting the Undead

Red, red rum, when you look into these eyes
Say goodnight, 'cause it's almost your bedtime
Buckle up, 'cause it's time to fly
You got a first-class ticket to Colombian Neckties

Take a seat, you could sit in the front row
The voice in your head is just me in your headphones
Everybody knows that we're the devil's heroes
Come and get a ticket, follow me to the creep show

What would you do if I told you, "I hate you"?
What would you do if your life's on the line?
What would you say if I told you, "I hate you"?
I've got something that'll blow your mind, mind

Goodnight, sleep tight
Don't let the dead bite
Wrap a rope around your head and watch you as you take flight

Goodnight, sleep tight
Don't let the dead bite
Wrap a rope around your head and watch you as you take flight