Τα παιδιά του «σωλήνα»

 

[Hector]

 

 

[Bad Indian]

Ανέστάκος Δελλιάς (aka Αρτέμις) - Φιγουρατζης
Η ιστορία του έχει πολλά να διδάξει αφού τον φάγανε η Πρέζα και μια Καλντεριμιτζού της Τρούμπας.

 

[pouranger]

Ανέστάκος Δελλιάς (aka Αρτέμις) - Φιγουρατζης
Η ιστορία του έχει πολλά να διδάξει αφού τον φάγανε η Πρέζα και μια Καλντεριμιτζού της Τρούμπας.

Κλασσική  αξία .

 

[Bad Indian]

Και συνεχίζω λίγο πιο δυνατά.... μπορεί ο τύπος να ήταν για να τον τραβάνε οι μεγάλοι μαγνήτες που σηκώνουν τα αυτοκίνητα αλλά το κομμάτι σημάδεψε μια ολόκληρη γενιά

Last night a little dancer came dancin' to my door
Last night a little angel Came pumping cross my floor
She said "Come on baby I got a licence for love
And if it expires pray help from above"

In the midnight hour she cried- "more, more, more"
With a rebel yell she cried- "more, more, more"
In the midnight hour babe- "more, more, more"
With a rebel yell- "more, more, more"
More, more, more.

She don't like slavery, she won't sit and beg
But when I'm tired and lonely she sees me to bed
What set you free and brought you to be me babe
What set you free I need you hear by me
Because

In the midnight hour she cried- "more, more, more"
With a rebel yell she cried- "more, more, more"
In the midnight hour babe- "more, more, more"
With a rebel yell- "more, more, more"

He lives in his own heaven
Collects it to go from the seven eleven
Well he's out all night to collect a fare
Just so long, just so long it don't mess up his hair.

I walked the world with you, babe
A thousand miles with you
I dried your tears of pain, babe
A million times for you

I'd sell my soul for you babe
For money to burn with you
I'd give you all, and have none, babe
Just, just, justa, justa to have you here by me
Because

In the midnight hour she cried- "more, more, more"
With a rebel yell she cried- "more, more, more"
In the midnight hour babe- "more, more, more"
With a rebel yell she cried "more, more, more"
More, more, more.

Oh yeah little angel
she want more
More, more, more, more, more.

Oh yeah little angel
she want more
More, more, more, more.

 

[~Buddha]

ο κιριοσ θρομβοσ τι λει για ωλαφτα?

 

[Bad Indian]

Και τελειώνω ακόμα δυνατότερα...

I shall redeem myself from
The clutches that grasp at my inner self
No tomorrow will ease my oppression
My streak of hate leads my way
Look at me
My feelings turn
Stronger than hate
I can't decide on which way to turn
My choices are few and far between
Look at me
My feelings turn
Stronger than hate
I can't decide on which way to turn
My choices are few and far between
A lifetime of remorse
There's no place that I've ever been
I stand above their remains
My vengeance I have regained
I don't know what lies on the floor
I won't be locked up anymore
Standing here I've lost all faith
I have no social equality
To live again would be a lie
My life is not worth the pain

 

[Yorgos]

 

[pouranger]

και  το πορτοκαλί μας  κάνει .

 

[amjik]

Θέλη κοστούμι στό Λουτράκι;;;;;;;

 

[Yorgos]

green is the color of money, the color of dollar, the color of AMEX

 

[pouranger]

green is the color of money, the color of dollar, the color of AMEX

Κάτι  pal  όμως  όχι  olive green , μην  καρφωθούμε !

 

 

green is the color of money, the color of dollar, the color of AMEX

green is the color of change...the color of PASOK...

 

[Yorgos]

εμείς που δεν γαμάμε και πάμε για ψάρεμα προτιμούμε όπερα...ηρεμεί τα ψάρια

 

[Yorgos]

 

[pouranger]

 

εμείς που δεν γαμάμε και πάμε για ψάρεμα προτιμούμε όπερα...ηρεμεί τα ψάρια

ούτε κι εμείς γαμάμε...αλλά δεν κάνουμε σαν πεθερές με περίοδο....

 

[pouranger]