Начинать принято сначала. Не буду отступать от традиций.
Вначале было слово, точнее четыре слова, составленных в фразу: "А давай группу забацаем?" Фразу эту произнес мой сосед по парте... Результат этой фразы группой было назвать сложно... Гроин - мой сосед по парте - взял на себя роль барабанщика, хотя не то что играть не умел, у не элементарное чувство ритма отсутсвовало. Митя был у нас гитаристом, он 7 лет в музыкалке отпахал. Я был на "вокале"(чувство ритма у меня хорошее, знающие люди поговаривают, что даже слух кой-какой имеется =)...
Тексты писали Я и Гроин. Продолжалось это безобразие с января по май 2003... К счастью проект умер, почти не родившись, но оставил после себя две неплохие готовые песни, но об этом позже.
Прошу заметить, что это самое начало моей творческой деятельности, так что вот =)
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FLY BLOW
Гроин сказал написать провокационную песню с матами и вот...
f**k all that moving
Fucking tits
Piss and shit
Cunts and dicks
Geys and lesbis
Pedophiles
Geratophiles
Zoophiles
Fetishes
Do you know
Who you are?
Have you choose
Or still waiting?
Do you want
To be them?
They hates me
They are fucking
They want to fuck gey
They want to fuck lesbi
They want to fuck oldy
They want to fuck baby
They want to fuck kitty
They want to fuck bottle
They want to fuck with everything that moving
They want to fuck with everything that breathing
They want to fuck with everything that fucking
Their wiewiemachers wants to work
Everythig is fucking
Everything is sucking
Everything is living
Everything is.
vvs87, Groin
Glance
Просто колбасное, брутальное и довольно типичное
BLIND
WE ARE BLIND
WE CAN FEEL GOOD THINGS
BUT WE CAN SEE ONLY BAD
WE CAN'T SEE THE LIGHT
BECAUSE WE ARE BLIND
HAPPYNESS!!!....
I NEED SOME HAPPYNESS IN MY LIFE!!!
I WANT TO UNDERSTAND: WHY WE ARE BLIND?!!
i ask myself:
"WHY WE LIKE TO BE BLIND?"
and i answer to me:
BECAUSE YOU WANT
TO SEE THE DARK
BECAUSE YOU DON'T WANT
TO SEE THE LIGHT
BECAUSE YOU DON'T WANT
TO SOLVE YOUR PROBLEMS
BECAUSE YOU NEED TO BE BLIND
BLINDNESS!! BLINDNESS!! BLINDNESS!!
IS THE BEST WAY TO FICTION-HAPPYNESS
BLINDNESS!! BLINDNESS!! BLINDNESS!!
IS THE BEST CAUSE TO DOING NOTHING
DOING NOTHING
NOTHING....
NOTHING....
NO...THING
NO...THING...
BAD THIGS MAKES YOU BLIND
ONLY IF WE WANT IT....
BAD THINK MAKES YOU BLIND
EIHTER IF YOU DON'T NEED IT.....
BAD THINGS MAKES YOU BLIND
BUT YOU CAN SEE CLEAR!!!
vvs87
Гроин почему-то хотел, чтобы все тексты были на английском, а поскольку английский из нас двоих толком знал только я, то сюжет этого текста Гроин мне рассказал по-русски, а я его перевел и дополнил.
I Was Fucked By The God
My life was perfect
When I lived in the sky
There were bright and warm
And I never was hungry
And everithyng was good
Until that fucking day
When I was sittining on the cloud
And look at the Eatrh
HE crowled to me from back
And I was kicked
I started to fall
Don't know what to do
Everything was gleaming
The top became bottom
But what is this?!!
Heavy light!
Peoples in white smocks!
Oh, no! They want to put
This tit into my mouth!!!
Oh, no!!!
I was fucked by the God
HE pushed me from the paradise
To this dirty world
He made me just a human
That is helpless and stupid
Dear God, why have you fuck me?
I spend my life like everyone do
I've got a wife and children too
But I can't forgot that fucking day
When I was sittining on the cloud
And look at the Eatrh
HE crowled to me from back
And I was kicked
Years passed
But my ass is still hurts
And HIS footprint is still on it
I can't live with this I'd better die
I was fucked by the God
HE pushed me from the paradise
To this dirty world
HE made me just a human
That is helpless and stupid
Dear God, why have you fuck me?
I was trying to kill myself
I've jumped to the river and I died
But when I get THERE
HE've striked me back with the fist
Then I get rope and sope
I died again
But HE says that THERE is no places
At last I took my pistol
And made a headshot
When I get THERE
I saw how my
Bullet pushed little baby
Down to the Earth
The place was free for me
My life is perfect
I live in the sky
Here is bright and warm
And I never hungry
vvs87
Текст Гроина, я так и не понял, что он хотел этим сказать.
Kill it and give live to it
This world is dieing
All this know
But no one trying
To stop all
Procession
That makes our civilization
Dieing
World that dieing
Madam and Misuse
You are living in world that dying
See this a parasite that kill this world to leave if we kill it world will can’t eat all this shit
We are destroying this world,
But if will stopped do it
World will not exist
This world is dieing
All this know
But no one trying
To stop all
Procession
That makes our civilization
Dieing
World
We killed it and we give him live
He dying and give us live
Parasites can be very useful they can kill another parasite and world will be live more without 2 parasite but with 1 parasite that make another parasite and kill him.
This world is dieing
All this know
But no one trying
To stop all
Procession
That makes our civilization
Dieing
If you will trying to keep it
You will kill it
And shit that inside it will get off
Of all of this
This world are dieing
All this know
But no one trying
To stop all
Procession
That makes our civilization
Dieing
И снова Гроин. Здесь уже больше смысла. Довольно неплохо получилось
Patridiot.
Die for my mother
Die for my father
Die for my brother
Die for my sister
And her little doll
You must die
Because A man
Who live in you country killed my mother
A son of your dentist killed my father
Your neighbor killed my brother
My sister … ahh … she is dead!!
Die and you!!
All you friends
All people of your nation
Must die, die, die!!!
And I will not see that you are only 5 years old!
Die for my mother
Die for my father
Die for my brother
Die for my sister
And her little doll
I must kill you
Because I’am a patriot
Of my country
Of my nation
It’s mean… that you must dead…
Тема стандартная, но я попытылся интересно ее обыграть, лично мне нравится Один и четырех музицированных текстов.
Roast Brains
"What a you cooking, mommy?"
"I'm roasting your brains"
Our brains are being roasted
But we don't know what to do
Old deceivers tell us that we need it
But I don't belive them, do you?
They are trying to fill us
With they decayed ideas and ideals
"Don't forget to salt it!"
We don't ask you to change yourself
But just stop roasting our brains
We are trying to save ourselves
But you only warm your pans
"The dinner is ready!"
Look what they've done with you
You are roasted, toasted, olded
You have no way to progress
But if you have a peace of brain
That isn't cooked well
You could feel your own pain
"Ketchup or mustard?"
We don't ask you to change yourself
But just stop roasting our brains
We are trying to save ourselves
But you only warm your pans
"You are the best cooker in the whole world, mommy!"
vvs87
Два дня ходил с мыслью, что нужно написать про ржавчину... Фигня фигней получилась, но позднее Митя сделал из этого мегавещь... Но это уже другая история, она будет рассказана позже.
RUST
I look at you and I see the RUST
It's not big but I'm afraid of this
It could destroy you and me
But it looks so nice
RUST is growing and it's going
To substitute you and substitute me
To substitute this world
To make all just a RUST
RUST!!!
I hope it's just a spot of dirt
I hope it wouldn't grow
But you're cominig RUST
It means that I will too
Doctors said that it's incurable
But I don't belive them
Cuz I know they are lying
They are already occupied by RUST
RUST is growing and it's going
To substitute you and substitute me
To substitute this world
To make all just a RUST
RUST!!!
vvs87
В принципе тоже самое, что и выше, с той лишь разницей, что написал Гроин
Sleep
Stars on sky
Sleeping people
Sleeping city
Sleeping you
Sleep my child
Night has come
Close your eyes
And sleep
Sleep and see the dreams
Sleep
Don't try to see the crime
Don't try to hear voices of dying
Let your mind become asleep
Sleep my child
Night has come
Close your eyes
And sleep
Sleep and see the dreams
Antx
Гроин в своем репертуаре...
MMS (MasMedia Smile)
Tratatata, tratatata, BOOM, BOOM, die,
Ha-ha-ha, tratatata.
(sound of explosing nuclear bomb)
Johni, Johni, no, a-a-a(shooting sounds)
Di-i-i-e, a-a-a(sound of exploiding grenade), a-a-a-a
A-a-a-a, wa-a-a-r, wa-a-r
Our children watching war
Cool, I'm Rambo
Our children watching death
Die, die, I kill you, ha-ha-ha
Our children watching sex
I'm already five years old, I think it's time to have a sex
Our children watching drugs
I think that drugs is the best way to be cool
Smi-Smi-Smile
Do you know
What your child knows?
Oh, my little sun!
Mom, have you got cigar?
It's so lovely
Are you sure
That your son doesn't know how to make TNT?
Are you sure
That your daughter has not penis in her mouth?
Are you sure
That your son doesn't a terrorist?
Are you sure that your daughter does chemistry with a classmate,
That his penis doesn't inside her?
Smile, smile, smile
When you see your son fucking with the dog
Smile, smile, smile
When you see how your daughter jumping from the ninths floor
Ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha
Tratatata
Antx
Cм. коммент выше
Symbols.
Do you know
what you want
To say
To show
Do you know
What
you want
To they
think
about
you
You wear cross
And a lot of pentagrams
You say God and
Think
Oh her little arms
And ass
Am, am, am
I wanna eat you baby
Oh! Oh! Oh!
God!
Oh! Oh! Oh!
Ea!
Do you know
what you want
To say
To show
Do you know
What you want
To they think about you
You say Devil
Night
Death
Die
And when you see dead rat rat
You say
Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!
Oh my God!
Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!
Do you know
what you want
To say
To show
Do you know
What
you want
To they
think about
you
Ну вот и конец веселой истории Fly Blow. А вместе с ней кончается и нулевой период моего творчества. Первый период начался через три месяца, но об этом не сегодня.
ART? Period 0
Начинать принято сначала. Не буду отступать от традиций.
Вначале было слово, точнее четыре слова, составленных в фразу: "А давай группу забацаем?" Фразу эту произнес мой сосед по парте... Результат этой фразы группой было назвать сложно... Гроин - мой сосед по парте - взял на себя роль барабанщика, хотя не то что играть не умел, у не элементарное чувство ритма отсутсвовало. Митя был у нас гитаристом, он 7 лет в музыкалке отпахал. Я был на "вокале"(чувство ритма у меня хорошее, знающие люди поговаривают, что даже слух кой-какой имеется =)...
Тексты писали Я и Гроин. Продолжалось это безобразие с января по май 2003... К счастью проект умер, почти не родившись, но оставил после себя две неплохие готовые песни, но об этом позже.
Прошу заметить, что это самое начало моей творческой деятельности, так что вот =)
читать дальше
Вначале было слово, точнее четыре слова, составленных в фразу: "А давай группу забацаем?" Фразу эту произнес мой сосед по парте... Результат этой фразы группой было назвать сложно... Гроин - мой сосед по парте - взял на себя роль барабанщика, хотя не то что играть не умел, у не элементарное чувство ритма отсутсвовало. Митя был у нас гитаристом, он 7 лет в музыкалке отпахал. Я был на "вокале"(чувство ритма у меня хорошее, знающие люди поговаривают, что даже слух кой-какой имеется =)...
Тексты писали Я и Гроин. Продолжалось это безобразие с января по май 2003... К счастью проект умер, почти не родившись, но оставил после себя две неплохие готовые песни, но об этом позже.
Прошу заметить, что это самое начало моей творческой деятельности, так что вот =)
читать дальше