İbrahim Tatlıses – Gideceğim Bu Ellerden

You take off from work a bit early The boss doesn’t care if you stay The guard with the key has to check your ID But he’d just as soon blow you away The cops have stopped ten miles of traffic They’re sorry for all the delay No need for alarm as they’re waving their…

-Kerim: Sıktı Kurşunlara müslümana lubnanın canı yanıo (Allah Aşkına) Yahudi kurşunu bu benim mabedimi yıkamaz en fazla şehit edebilir Oda erişilebilicek en buyuk mertebedır zaten bizim korkumuz Yok İtten yahudiden ermeniden Müslüman yurtlarını koru sen Allah!(nolur) Savaşta doğdu ve Savaşla Öldü bu cocuk (Lübnan) Kan Gölünde ama siz Elizabetle Brianı sikiştire durun ülkenizde amerikaa (ah)yazık…

Oh my god, you are so gone. Your breath smells like Nyquil. Where the hell were you all fucking night. When this jealousy gets the best of me, babe you know I live for you. I’m so sick. I’m so sick of being here. All the pain that wells and swells and stings me. Pain’s…

All the cars down the bottom, windmill chasing calling police so, so we’re placing weight on minds Red sports car Northwest dated, counting the sleeps I’m counting, waiting stalled inside There’s no tires to save our skins (they’re bald and old) their advice won’t change our plans Through an old telescope for close up faces…

Lyrics : Jello Biaffra / Music : Dead Kennedys Punk ain’t no religious cult, punk means thinking for yourself. You ain’t hardcore ’cause you spike your hair, when a jock still lives inside your head. Nazi punks, Nazi punks, Nazi punks, Fuck off ! If you’ve come to fight, get outta here. You ain’t no…

Rodney Burke: That was a, a Little Richard number that the boys rather like and hope you liked it, “Ooh! My Soul.” And, ooh, my arms! We’ve, we’ve just flown in to Manchester here from London to record this show. Ha, ha. Well, it’s, ha, ha, it’s good to see you again, fellers, in these,…