MADONNA vs DUCK SAUCE Barbra Streisand Strikes A Pose! (Vogue)Robin Skouteris Mix

Madonna vs Duck Sauce

Barbra Streisand Strikes A Pose! (Vogue)

Robin Skouteris Mix

Release: 2011

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MADONNA Liquid Love

Madonna

Liquid Love

Unreleased

Your love is like liquid

It fills me, it chills me

Can't hold it, control it

It runs from my touch

It slips through my fingers

The taste of it lingers

Your love is like liquid

I want it so much

Liquid love

Pouring down like rain

Liquid love

Let it wash all over me

Your love is like liquid

It drenches, it quenches

It drowns me, surrounds me

It lies on my skin

It flows through my veins

Just like warm summer rain

Yes your love is like liquid

I feel it within

Liquid love

Pouring down like rain

Liquid love

Let it wash all over me

Liquid love

Flowing through my veins

Liquid love (love love love...)

Liquid love (love love love...)

My heart was frozen

Till you came and melted it

Now my heart is molten

Turning into

Liquid love

Pouring down like rain

Liquid love

Let it wash all over me

Liquid love

Flowing through my veins

Liquid love (liquid, liquid, liquid,...)

Liquid love

Pouring down like rain

Liquid love

Let it wash all over me

Liquid love

Flowing through my veins

Liquid love

Liquid love

Liquid love

Flowing through my veins

MADONNA Devil Wouldn't Recognize You

Καλό μήνα!

Με τη Madonna ξέρετε ότι έχω τρελό κόλλημα. Πριν 2 χρόνια είχα την τύχη να την απολαύσω στη συναυλία της στο ΟΑΚΑ. Υπέροχη -και η συναυλία και η Madonna! Η ωραιότερη στιγμή ήταν με το Devil Wouldn't Recognize You
-ίσως το πιο ωραίο τραγούδι από το Hard Candy.

Madonna
Devil Wouldn't Recognize You
Release: 2008

As quiet as it is tonight
You'd almost think you were saved
Your eyes are full of surprises
They cannot predict my fate
Waiting underneath the stars
There's something you should know
The angels they surround my heart
Telling me to let you go

I bet he couldn't
I bet he couldn't recognize but I played right into it
Who am I to criticize
Somehow I'll get through it and you won't even realize
Falling through your own disguise

It's like over and over you're pushing me
Right down to the floor
I should just walk away.
Over and over I keep on coming back for more
I play into your fantasy
Now that it's over
You can lie to me right through your smile
I've seen behind your eyes
Now I'm sober, no more intoxicating my mind

Even the devil wouldn't recognize you, I do

You almost proved yourself this time
That all the saints be praised
You hide your sadness behind your smile
And you keep your lost heartbreaks
The steps that edge along the ledge
It's much higher than it seems
That I've been on that ledge before
You can't hide yourself from me

I bet he couldn't
I bet he couldn't recognize, I still played right into it
Who am I to criticize
Somehow I'll get through it and you won't even realize
Falling through your own disguise

It's like over and over you're pushing me
Right down to the floor
I should just walk away
Over and over I keep on coming back for more
I play into your fantasy
Now that it's over
You can lie to me right through your smile
I've seen behind your eyes
Now it's over the more intoxicating my mind

Even the devil wouldn't recognize you, I do

MADONNA I'm So Stupid

Χωρίς σχόλιο (Ναι! ΚΑΙ αυτό!)

Madonna
I'm So Stupid
Release: 2003

I'm So Stupid
Cause I used to live
In a fuzzy dream
And I wanted to be
Like all the pretty people
I'm so stupid
Cause I used to live
In a fuzzy dream
And I used to believe
In pretty pictures
That were all around me
But now I know for sure
That I was stupid
Please don't try to tempt me
It was just greed
And it won't protect me
Don't want my dreams
Adding up to nothing
I was just looking for
Everybody's looking for something
I'm so stupid
Cause I used to live
In a tiny bubble
And I wanted to be
Like all the pretty people
That were all around me
But now I know for sure
That I was stupid
Stupider than stupid
Please don't try to tempt me
It was just greed
And it won't protect me
Don't want my dreams
Adding up to nothing
I was just looking for
Everybody's looking for something
Everybody's looking for something
Everybody's stupid stupid
Please don't try to tempt me
It was just greed
And it won't protect me
Don't want my dreams
Adding up to nothing
I was just looking for
Everybody's looking for something

DON McLEAN / MADONNA American Pie

Είχα πολύ καιρό να θυμηθώ ένα τραγούδι από τα παλιά, πέρα από το No Milk Today. Βέβαια, ως τρελό νιάτο, μ' αρέσει περισσότερο η version της Μαντονίτσας
κι ιδιαίτερα το remix του Richard "Humpty".
Εδώ θα ακούσετε σαφώς την original έκδοση του American Pie
και φυσικά αυτή που μου κόλλησε σήμερα στο κεφάλι!
Υπάρχουν οι στίχοι και για τις 2 versions!
Το πρώτο video είναι αφιερωμένο στη Γιαγιά Αντιγόνη!









Don McLean
American Pie
Release: 1971
Reissue: 1991

A long, long time ago...
I can still remember
How that music used to make me smile.
And I knew if I had my chance
That I could make those people dance
And, maybe, they'd be happy for a while.

But february made me shiver
With every paper I'd deliver.
Bad news on the doorstep;
I couldn't take one more step.

I can't remember if I cried
When I read about his widowed bride,
But something touched me deep inside
The day the music died.

So bye-bye, miss american pie.
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
Singin', "this'll be the day that I die.
"this'll be the day that I die."

Did you write the book of love,
And do you have faith in God above,
If the Bible tells you so?
Do you believe in rock 'n roll,
Can music save your mortal soul,
And can you teach me how to dance real slow?

Well, I know that you're in love with him
`cause I saw you dancin' in the gym.
You both kicked off your shoes.
Man, I dig those rhythm and blues.

I was a lonely teenage broncin' buck
With a pink carnation and a pickup truck,
But I knew I was out of luck
The day the music died.

I started singin',
"bye-bye, miss american pie."
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
And singin', "this'll be the day that I die.
"this'll be the day that I die."

Now for ten years we've been on our own
And moss grows fat on a rollin' stone,
But that's not how it used to be.
When the jester sang for the king and queen,
In a coat he borrowed from james dean
And a voice that came from you and me,

Oh, and while the king was looking down,
The jester stole his thorny crown.
The courtroom was adjourned;
No verdict was returned.
And while lennon read a book of marx,
The quartet practiced in the park,
And we sang dirges in the dark
The day the music died.

We were singing,
"bye-bye, miss american pie."
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
And singin', "this'll be the day that I die.
"this'll be the day that I die."

Helter skelter in a summer swelter.
The birds flew off with a fallout shelter,
Eight miles high and falling fast.
It landed foul on the grass.
The players tried for a forward pass,
With the jester on the sidelines in a cast.

Now the half-time air was sweet perfume
While the sergeants played a marching tune.
We all got up to dance,
Oh, but we never got the chance!
`cause the players tried to take the field;
The marching band refused to yield.
Do you recall what was revealed
The day the music died?

We started singing,
"bye-bye, miss american pie."
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
And singin', "this'll be the day that I die.
"this'll be the day that I die."

Oh, and there we were all in one place,
A generation lost in space
With no time left to start again.
So come on: jack be nimble, jack be quick!
Jack flash sat on a candlestick
Cause fire is the devil's only friend.

Oh, and as I watched him on the stage
My hands were clenched in fists of rage.
No angel born in hell
Could break that satan's spell.
And as the flames climbed high into the night
To light the sacrificial rite,
I saw satan laughing with delight
The day the music died

He was singing,
"bye-bye, miss american pie."
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
And singin', "this'll be the day that I die.
"this'll be the day that I die."

I met a girl who sang the blues
And I asked her for some happy news,
But she just smiled and turned away.
I went down to the sacred store
Where I'd heard the music years before,
But the man there said the music wouldn't play.

And in the streets: the children screamed,
The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed.
But not a word was spoken;
The church bells all were broken.
And the three men I admire most:
The father, son, and the holy ghost,
They caught the last train for the coast
The day the music died.

And they were singing,
"bye-bye, miss american pie."
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
Singin', "this'll be the day that I die.
"this'll be the day that I die."

They were singing,
"bye-bye, miss american pie."
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
Singin', "this'll be the day that I die."


Madonna
American Pie
Release: 2000

A long, long time ago...
I can still remember
How that music used to make me smile.
And I knew if I had my chance
That I could make those people dance
And, maybe, they'd be happy for a while.

Did you write the book of love,
And do you have faith in God above,
If the Bible tells you so?
Now do you believe in rock 'n roll,
and can music save your mortal soul,
And can you teach me how to dance real slow?

Well, I know that you're in love with him
`cause I saw you dancin' in the gym.
You both kicked off your shoes.
Man, I dig those rhythm and blues.

I was a lonely teenage broncin' buck
With a pink carnation and a pickup truck,
But I knew that I was out of luck
The day the music died.

I started singin',
"bye-bye, miss american pie."
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
And singin', "this'll be the day that I die.
"this'll be the day that I die."

I met a girl who sang the blues
And I asked her for some happy news,
But she just smiled and turned away.
I went down to the sacred store
Where I'd heard the music years before,
But the man there said the music wouldn't play.

Well while in the streets: the children screamed,
The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed.
But not a word was spoken;
The church bells all were broken.
And the three men I admire most:
The father, son, and the holy ghost,
They caught the last train for the coast
The day the music died.

We started singin',
"bye-bye, miss american pie."
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
And singin', "this'll be the day that I die.
"this'll be the day that I die."