Schlagwort-Archive: Funkhaus Europa

Amy Winehouse – You Know I’m No Good

Meet you downstairs in the bar and hurt
Your rolled up sleeves in your skull t-shirt
You say what did you do it with him today?
And sniffed me round like I was Tanqueray
Cause you’re my fellow, my guy
Hand me your stella and fly
By the time I’m out the door
You tear me down like roger moore
I cheated myself
Like I knew I would
I told ya, I was trouble
You know that I’m no good
Upstairs in bed, with my ex boy,
He’s in the place, but I can’t get joy,
Thinking of you in the final throws, this is when my buzzer goes
Run out to meet your chicks and bitter
You say when we’re married cause youre not bitter
There’ll be none of him no more
I cried for you on the kitchen floor
I cheated myself
Like I knew I would
I told ya, I was trouble
You know that I’m no good
Sweet reunion, jamaica and spain
Were like how we were again
I’m in the tub you’re on the seat
Lick your lips as I soap my feet
Then you notice likkle carpet burn
My stomach drops and my guts churn
You shrug and it’s the worst
To truly stuck the knife in first.
I cheated myself like I knew I would
I told ya I was trouble, you know that I’m no good
I cheated myself, like I knew I would
I told ya I was troubled, yeah ya know that I’m no good

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Karimouche – Ptit Kawa

Encore un matin comme tant d’autres
La journée est déjà bien entamée
J’essaie de m‘ faire à l’idée
Qu’il faut qu‘ j‘ me lève

J‘ traîne d‘ la savate pour atteindre la cafetière
La tête dans l‘ fion, je cherche la révélation
Je jette un œil dans la rue
Les gens ne se regardent même plus
Rien n’a changé depuis hier
Le même junkie vissé devant l‘ tabac qui mendie
La même boiteuse avec sa gnôle à la béquille
Les mêmes bagnoles pressées et qui se pressent
Et qui se scratchent en bas d‘ mes escaliers

Et moi, pendant c‘ temps-là
Je bois mon p’tit kawa
En regardant tout ça
Et j‘ me chuchote tout bas
„Pourquoi c’est comme ci ?
Pourquoi c’est comme ça ?
Et tralalalala, blablablabla“

Un peu plus tard, le téléphone sonne
C’est Bécassine, ma cousine
Qui vient d’être virée d‘ son usine
Elle m‘ déballe ses tracas
J‘ lui demande si ça va
Elle m‘ dit „Tu m’écoutes pas !
Tu t‘ fous d‘ ma gueule ou quoi ?
J’ai la tête en vrac
Les impôts me traquent
J’ai même pas d‘ quoi m‘ payer un sac
Et mon mec me plaque !
C’est quoi, cette vie, une blague ou une arnaque ?“
Ça fait du bien d‘ vider son sac à la famille !

J‘ raccroche le combiné, j‘ prends les clefs
Pour aller voir l‘ courrier
Tiens ! Tiens, tiens, tiens…
Un petit mot doux des ASSEDIC
Pour m’informer qu‘ j’ai plus d‘ fric
La journée commence très chic !
Des p’tites bourgeoises qui pètent plus haut qu‘ leur cul
Et qui sont abonnées à l’ONU
Qui parlent de la famine
En repoudrant leurs petites mines
„Nous sommes envahis par des vermines !“
Je suis virulente contre les virus rapides
L’économie de ces raspis (1) vides
Ces ours qui spéculent à la bourse
Atteints de fièvre acheteuse
Couchés sur leur pécule
Mais ces animaux-là ne traînent pas dans ma rue
Protégés dans leur zoo
Par une armée de blaireaux
Et moi, je pense à ça
Toujours derrière mes carreaux

Gefunden bei Funkhaus Europa, vielen Dank


Yael Naim – Go to the river

When you feel ashamed go to the river
When you’re feeling sad go to the river
When you’re feeling blue inside, immersed and tied
When you’re feeling stuck in pain, forever

Go go go go – go tonight, you
Sigh and sigh inside you long for
More, more of the life you had be
Fore fore fore, let the seasons
Arrive and dive let the winter snow and
Glow glow when the wind will blow just
Flow flow, eventually you will know

When you’re feeling bad, go to the river
When you’re feeling mad, go to the river
When you feel it blows your mind, cause you can’t find
When you feel you’re going blind, you can’t deny… I say

Go go go with the river flow you
Hide hide hide – but the river gets wide dont
Row, row, with everything you
Know , know, know, all you’ve carried inside
Side side, let the water unwind – don’t
Fight, fight – the river is right – let
Go, go, eventually you will grow

When you feel you’ll lose your mind – they’ll let you slide
When you feel you go insane – they let you die

Go go the river will know
Blow blow, the river will blow
Go go ,the wind will sigh
Blow blow the leaves can die
Go go the seeds will grow
Blow blow, the river will slow
Go go the years go by
Blow blow, with the river go…

Go go go go in your soul you
Try to fly but never get high you’re
Low low – wishing for the
Tide to rise – hold your feelings inside
Side side side – let the river glide and
Slow slow, the winter will go you
Know know know – with everything you’ll grow
Whatever comes will go

Go go go down the river below you
Sigh sigh sigh and the years go by and
So , so, the leaves will fall but
More more more, you wanted even more just
Go go go with the river flow, you
Can’t decide cause the river gets wild you
Know, know that there’s no goal no
Sign , sign …
Eventually you will find
When you feel ashamed go to the river
When you’re feeling sad go to the river
When you’re feeling blue inside, immersed and tied
When you’re feeling stuck in pain, forever

Go go go go – go tonight, you
Sigh and sigh inside you long for
More, more of the life you had be
Fore fore fore, let the seasons
Arrive and dive let the winter snow and
Glow glow when the wind will blow just
Flow flow, eventually you will know

When you’re feeling bad, go to the river
When you’re feeling mad, go to the river
When you feel it blows your mind, cause you can’t find
When you feel you’re going blind, you can’t deny… I say

Go go go with the river flow you
Hide hide hide – but the river gets wide dont
Row, row, with everything you
Know , know, know, all you’ve carried inside
Side side, let the water unwind – don’t
Fight, fight – the river is right – let
Go, go, eventually you will grow

When you feel you’ll lose your mind – they’ll let you slide
When you feel you go insane – they let you die

Go go the river will know
Blow blow, the river will blow
Go go ,the wind will sigh
Blow blow the leaves can die
Go go the seeds will grow
Blow blow, the river will slow
Go go the years go by
Blow blow, with the river go…

Go go go go in your soul you
Try to fly but never get high you’re
Low low – wishing for the
Tide to rise – hold your feelings inside
Side side side – let the river glide and
Slow slow, the winter will go you
Know know know – with everything you’ll grow
Whatever comes will go

Go go go down the river below you
Sigh sigh sigh and the years go by and
So , so, the leaves will fall but
More more more, you wanted even more just
Go go go with the river flow, you
Can’t decide cause the river gets wild you
Know, know that there’s no goal no
Sign , sign …
Eventually you will find

Gefunden bei Funkhaus Europa, vielen Dank 🙂

und hier mit Chilly Gonzales!


L’Xtrmst.Zen – ZiggyZa ZiggyZi Rigodon

Gehört bei Funkhaus Europa


Mixed Musik – Big Up! Die Funkhaus Europa Party 2011










http://www.babazula.com/gecekondu/videos.html

Die Funkhaus Europa Party 2011 im Ringlokschuppen:

17 Hippies
Baba Zula
Chupacabras
Friedemann Weise
Son of Dave bei MySpace
Mariama
Laygwan Sharkie bei MySpace
Maxim
Jaqee
Fixi bei MySpace
Frikstailers
Axel Krygier

http://funkhauseuropa.de/events/2011_05/big_up_fhe_20110507.phtml


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