di Springsteen

BRUCE SPRINGSTEEN

I had a friend was a big baseball player
Back in high school
He could throw that speedball by you
Make you look like a fool boy
Saw him the other night at this roadside bar
I was walking in, he was walking out
We went back inside sat down had a few drinks
But all he kept talking about was

Glory days well they’ll pass you by
Glory days in the wink of a young girl’s eye
Glory days, glory days

Well there’s a girl that lives up the block
Back in school she could turn all the boy’s heads
Sometimes on a Friday I’ll stop by
And have a few drinks after she put her kids to bed
Her and her husband Bobby well they split up
I guess it’s two years gone by now
We just sit around talking about the old times,
She says when she feels like crying
She starts laughing thinking about

Glory days well they’ll pass you by
Glory days in the wink of a young girl’s eye
Glory days, glory days…

di Grohl, Howkins, Mendel, Shiflett

FOO FIGHTERS

I’ve got another confession to make
I’m your fool
Everyone’s got their chains to break
Holdin’ you

Were you born to resist, or be abused?

Is someone getting the best
The best, the best, the best of you?
Is someone getting the best
The best, the best, the best of you?

Or are you gone and onto someone new?

I needed somewhere to hang my head
Without your noose
You gave me something that I didn’t have
But had no use
I was too weak to give in
Too strong to lose

My heart is under arrest again
But I’ll break loose
My head is giving me life or death
But I can’t choose
I swear I’ll never give in
I refuse

Is someone getting the best
The best, the best, the best of you?
Is someone getting the best
The best, the best, the best of you?…

di Ligabue

LIGABUE

Nato da un sospiro o da un temporale,
l’ostetrica ti batte e non ti chiede come va.
Beh benvenuto qui fra luce e confusione
nessuno che ti ha chiesto se volevi,
se volevi uscir di là, là.
T’han detto cos’è bene e t’han spiegato il male.
“Si sappia regolare prima o poi c’è l’aldilà!”
Guardare e non toccare
guardare ed ingoiare
e sei un po” nervoso ed un motivo ci sarà.

Vivo morto o X
vivo morto o X
vivo morto, vivo morto, vivo morto o X.
Fa una croce qui, firmati così
vivo morto, vivo morto, vivo morto o X.

E te lo porti dentro
quel vecchio professore
che ti ha rubato tempo con la sua mediocrità.
E puntano al tuo tempo
e a alcuni sissignore
e perfino un giuramento e un anno di tua proprietà.
Vivo morto o X
vivo morto o X
vivo morto, vivo morto, vivo morto o X.…

di Sixx, Mars

MOTLEY CRUE

We could sail away

Or catch a freight train

Or a rocket ship into outer space

Nothin’ left to do

Too many things were said

To ever make it feel

Lik yesterday did

Seasons must change

Separate paths, separate ways

If we blame it on anything

Let’s blame it on the rain

I knew it all along

I’d have to write this song

Too young to fall in love

Guess we knew it all along

That’s alright, that’s okay

We were walkin’through some youth

Smilin’ through pain

That’s alright, that’s okay

Let’s turn the page

My friends called today

Down from L.A.

They were shooting pool all night

Sleeping half the day

They said I could crash

If I could find my own way

I told them you were leaving

On a bus to go away…