Lirik Lagu Deeper Into The Mud - Waltari
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TIPS PENCARIAN LIRIK FAVORIT ANDA
ANDA MENGETAHUI JUDUL DAN NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketikkan nama penyanyi dan judul lagu, berikan tanda kutip di judul lagu, misal: Yovie "Menjaga Hati";
- bila tidak berhasil, coba untuk mengilangkan tanda kutip, misal: Yovie Menjaga Hati; atau
- dapat juga dengan mengeklik menu A B C D.., lalu cari berdasarkan nama artis. Yovie dimulai dengan Y, klik Y. Lihat daftar lagu, dan dapatkan yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketik nama penyanyi, misal: YOVIE, akan muncul banyak halaman, telusuri dan pilih dari halaman-halaman tersebut; atau
- klik menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis Y, cari Yovie, dan cari lirik yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI SYAIR
- Ketikkan penggalan syair yang Anda ketahui, misal:
Tanpamu tiada berarti
Tak mampu lagi berdiri
Cahaya kasihmu menuntunku
Kembali dalam dekapan tanganmu - Masukkan kata-kata penting. Misal: tiada berarti berdiri cahaya dekapan.
- Hindari kata-kata yang berkemungkinan memiliki ada dua versi atau lebih. Misal: tanpamu dapat ditulis tanpa mu.
TETAP TIDAK DAPAT MENEMUKAN LIRIK YANG ANDA CARI
- Pilih menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis atau judul lagu.
- Bila masih tidak dapat menemukan lirik yang Anda cari, mungkin kami bisa membantu Anda. Silakan menghubungi kami.
Deeper into the mud... led by the angel. John Doe is looking around, delightedand - frankly begins to go insane. The computerbrain can't find such a"feeling" in it's data banks and becomes alarmed...
[Machine: ]Outside the breathing spaceLike a bunch of metal pushed into my veins[John Doe: ]Hasta la vista, oh la-la negras putas, muchos cojones!It's so beautiful here...[Machine: ]Vegetation, out of my filesWeird like death, like rusty metal[The Angel: ]How do you feel? Laa-la-laa... you're out of line![Machine: ]Death! Death!(Hey!) Now it's a crime to walk down hereThis is not our property, somebody's charging us[The Angel: ]No, no, no! It's not true!Here we are all free, free from your sins![Machine: ]Sure it's all safe?Reminds me of an overloadSurrounded by chaosI'm just a hunter's prey[The Angel: ]Benedictus esto inter peccatores, dominus tecum!
John Doe manages to escape from the circuit of the computerbrain, the bodyimpregnated with despair is slowly getting rid of its chronic depression. TheAngel is watching from aside with a contented smile. The computerbrain isstarting to feel a reduction of electric charge in itself.
[Machine: ]I can't find my memoryI'm short of breath, I only feelFiles are messed up, hi-tech goneWanna get back, this is not fun!I escape, I am scaredI'll be lost anywayComfortable? It's too hotI'm afraid of what is notWhy do you smile, don't like itFeel too much, I feel sorrowI should stay pale behind my monitor. LET ME GO!
The computerbrain runs away trying to escape... John Doe is somewhere else...Revelling deep in pleasure.
[Machine: ]American dreamYou made yourself spoiledI've been livin' in a dream for too longThey forced me to pay, but now, here, today...[Choir: ]YEAH! YEAH! YEAH! YEAH!
[Machine: ]Outside the breathing spaceLike a bunch of metal pushed into my veins[John Doe: ]Hasta la vista, oh la-la negras putas, muchos cojones!It's so beautiful here...[Machine: ]Vegetation, out of my filesWeird like death, like rusty metal[The Angel: ]How do you feel? Laa-la-laa... you're out of line![Machine: ]Death! Death!(Hey!) Now it's a crime to walk down hereThis is not our property, somebody's charging us[The Angel: ]No, no, no! It's not true!Here we are all free, free from your sins![Machine: ]Sure it's all safe?Reminds me of an overloadSurrounded by chaosI'm just a hunter's prey[The Angel: ]Benedictus esto inter peccatores, dominus tecum!
John Doe manages to escape from the circuit of the computerbrain, the bodyimpregnated with despair is slowly getting rid of its chronic depression. TheAngel is watching from aside with a contented smile. The computerbrain isstarting to feel a reduction of electric charge in itself.
[Machine: ]I can't find my memoryI'm short of breath, I only feelFiles are messed up, hi-tech goneWanna get back, this is not fun!I escape, I am scaredI'll be lost anywayComfortable? It's too hotI'm afraid of what is notWhy do you smile, don't like itFeel too much, I feel sorrowI should stay pale behind my monitor. LET ME GO!
The computerbrain runs away trying to escape... John Doe is somewhere else...Revelling deep in pleasure.
[Machine: ]American dreamYou made yourself spoiledI've been livin' in a dream for too longThey forced me to pay, but now, here, today...[Choir: ]YEAH! YEAH! YEAH! YEAH!
