127 – Brutal

متن آهنگ Brutal از 127

Brutal

With my shoes on made of chocolate
It’s pearl and gold upon my teeth
You can hear the sound of ancient serenades
When I turn to you speak
I left to see my dermatologist
She said my skin smells like lime
I said I’ll tell it to my lover
And I will offer you my prime

But you still resist me
As if I’m someone in the government
You still resist me
But I swear I’m not the president
Brutal, Brutal, Brutal is my lady’s name

I’m not the son of a wealthy father
But my heart is full of songs
Now I’ll take you to my tiny little apartment
Midtown Tehran
I’ll sacrifice my wisdom
To suit you with a smile
I’ll burn my book of eden
Just if you let your guards of love fell off

But you still resist me
As if I’m someone from the government
You still resist me
But I swear I’m not the president
Brutal, Brutal, Brutal is my baby’s name

(Keeps on playing the games)

And I will offer my heart to you
I wrapped it in a song to you
I offer my heart to you
Wo ho ho ho ho

And I offer my heart to you
I wrapped it in a song to you
If I offer my heart to you
What would you do

But you still resist me
As if I’m someone from the government
You still resist me
But I swear I’m not the president
Brutal, why so brutal, honey, baby

Go on resist me
As if I’m someone from the government
Oh resist me
But I swear I’m not the president
Brutal, Brutal, Brutal is my baby’s name

Brutal Lyrics by 127 Band

127 – Pop Politiks

متن آهنگ Pop Politiks از 127

Pop Politiks

See I’ve got lollipops
I’ve got drugs in a box
Been taking shit loads of advice
And I left Tehran with a hangover
I couldn’t get high in Dubai
So I flew away
Then I got to the land Americas
With a guitar in my hand and a broken jaw
Look what I saw
I saw they’re singing out
La la la la la…
See I follow foreign politics
And some of these guys are too hard to please
Are you hard to please
Now I’m bringing you these melodies
For your ADD I’m like your pills
Take me like your pills
Uh I’ve got a telephone
To call on you when I’m alone
Call when you’re alone
Da la la la …
I made a day for golf
You can bet your life it rains
Bet your life it rains
I tried to throw a party
But the guy upstairs complains
Oh he complains
And I guess I’ll go through lines
Just catching calls and missing trains
Everything happens to me
Yeah I’ve got lollipops
I’ve got drugs in a box
Been taking shit loads of advice
And I left Tehran with a hangover
I couldn’t get high in Dubai
So I flew away
Then I got to the land Americas
With the guitar in my hand and a broken jaw
Look what I saw
What I saw
I saw they’re singing
La la la la la…

Pop Politiks Lyrics by 127 Band

سرآغاز

امروز (امشب یا این بامداد)، ساعت 5 بامداد 4 آذر 1396، با یک فلش بک اتفاقی به 9 سال پیش، اولین وبلاگ، اولین پست ها، خاطرات 15 سالگی، دوستان مجازی قدیمی، فضای مجازی قدیمی، کامنت های خوب، کامنت های خصوصی، صحبت و بحث و کل کل وبلاگ ها، اولین روزای یاد گرفتن کدنویسی و چرت و پرت درست کردن،

همشون باعث شد بفهمم که چفدر دلم برای وبلاگ نوشتن تنگ شده بود و چقدر خوبه که یه سری لحظه ها، فکر ها، احساسات و … یه جایی آرشیو میشن و همیشه میتونی بهشون دسترسی داشته باشی،

الان بعد 9 سال، همه اینا دلیلی شدن که با محمدرضا تصمیم بگیریم که دوباره وبلاگ نویسی رو شروع کنیم و تو نیم ساعت 2 تا وبلاگ درست کنیم،

و هییر وی آر  (Here We Are)، این هم اولین پست!