Un jeux de chanson

Voilas le jeux que je vais vous proposer est trés simple.

Une personne va mettre les paroles d'une chanson (les paroles entières ou bien quelques ligne), le but étant de retrouver le titre de la musique te le chanteur. Si possible mettre un lien pour pouvoir écouter la musique. La personne qui trouve la chanson met a son tour les paroles d'une chanson et ainsi de suite.

Je laisse l'honneur de commencer le jeux a la prochaine personne qui va poster

Allez je suis trop gentil : "The World is mine"

Moi je dirais David Guetta pour "World is Mine"

Moi je vous donne le titre suivant : "La tribu de dana"

Lol personne ne continue.
Vous savez le ridicule ne tue pas.

C'était Manau, La tribu de Dana.

Alors :
..."Quand l'aube les voit marcher par deux"...

Moi je dirais : "Les filles de l'aurore" de William Sheller.

Musique suivante :

"Filles d'aujourd'hui
Enfants de la forme
Nous aimons rire et danser
..."

Allez y c'est pas dur

Alors : Générique de Cat's Eyes.


Nouvelle musique :
"Blue jeans sitting ont he beach"


PS: Tu aurais dit les Charts c'était bon aussi.

Moi je dirais : I Can't Dance de Genesis

Voilas les paroles de la musique je veux

Two trailer park girls go round the outside;
round the outside, round the outside
Two trailer park girls go round the outside;
round the outside, round the outside

Guess who's back
Back again
Shady's back
Tell a friend
Guess who's back, guess who's back, guess who's back, guess who's
back
guess who's back, guess who's back, guess who's back..

[Couplet 1] :
I've created a monster, cause nobody wants to see Marshall no more
They want Shady, I'm chopped liver (huh?)
Well if you want Shady, this is what I'll give ya
A little bit of weed mixed with some hard liquor
Some vodka that'll jump start my heart quicker
than a shock when I get shocked at the hospital
by the doctor when I'm not co-operating
When I'm rockin the table while he's operating (hey!!)
You waited this long, now stop debating
Cause I'm back, I'm on the rag and ovu-lating
I know that you got a job Ms. Cheney
but your husband's heart problem's complicating
So the FCC won't let me be
or let me be me, so let me see
They try to shut me down on MTV
But it feels so empty, without me
So, come on and dip, bum on your lips
Fuck that, cum on your lips, and some on your tits
And get ready, cause this shit's about to get heavy
I just settled all my lawsuits, FUCK YOU DEBBIE!

[Chorus] :
Now this looks like a job for me
So everybody, just follow me
Cause we need a little, controversy
Cause it feels so empty, without me
I said this looks like a job for me
So everybody, just follow me
Cause we need a little, controversy
Cause it feels so empty, without me

[Couplet 2] :
Little Hellions, kids feelin rebellious
Embarrassed their parents still listen to Elvis
They start feelin like prisoners helpless
'til someone comes along on a mission and yells BITCH!!!
A visionary, vision of scary
Could start a revolution, pollutin the airwaves
A rebel, so just let me revel and bask
in the fact that I got everyone kissin my ass {*smak*}
And it's a disaster, such a catastrophe
for you to see so damn much of my ass; you asked for me?
Well I'm back, na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na
{*bzzt*} Fix your bent antenna tune it in and then I'm gonna
enter in, endin up under your skin like a splinter
The center of attention, back for the winter
I'm interesting, the best thing since wrestling
Infesting in your kid's ears and nesting
{*bzzt*} Testing, attention please
Feel the tension, soon as someone mentions me
Here's my ten cents, my two cents is free
A nuisance, who sent? You sent for me?

[Chorus]

[Couplet 3] :
A-tisket a-tasket, I go tit for tat with
anybody who's talkin this shit, that shit
Chris Kirkpatrick, you can get your ass kicked
worse than them little Limp Bizkit bastards
And Moby? You can get stomped by Obie
You thirty-six year old baldheaded fag, blow me
You don't know me, you're too old, let go
It's over, nobody listen to techno
Now let's go, just gimme the signal
I'll be there with a whole list full of new insults
I been dope, suspenseful with a pencil
ever since Prince turned himself into a symbol {*knife slices*}
But sometimes the shit just seems
everybody only wants to discuss me
So this must mean I'm dis-gus-ting
But it's just me, I'm just obscene
No I'm not the first king of controversy
I am the worst thing since Elvis Presley
to do black music so selfishly
and used it to get myself wealthy
(Hey!!) There's a concept that works
Twenty million other white rappers emerge
But no matter how many fish in the sea
It'll be so empty, without me

[Chorus]

x2
Chem-hie-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la

Kids!


PS : C'est super facil avec les paroles.

C'est Without me de Eminem.


"Et si jamais je m'exile en vos lieux
J'apporterai ce qu'on m'a donné
Mais jmais plus je ne vous quitterai
Quand je pense a vous souvent j'entends sans cesse"

EDIT : Bah alors, on est en panne, Vous souhaitez un petit coup de main ?

EDIT 07-02-2007 :
Bon changeons de musique si vous voulez bien. C'était Leslie - On n'sait jamais.

Nouvelle :

"I'm the kind of person who endorses a deep commitment
getting comfy getting perfect is what I live for
but a look, and then a smell of perfume"