The hosts of the show: Vladimir Ilinskiy, Katia Petrova, djadja Pasha, Olga Palna
Manic Depression (Jimi Hendrix, Are You Experienced (1967))
Manic depression is touching my soul I know what I want but I just don't know How to, go about gettin' it Feeling sweet feeling, Drops from my fingers, fingers Manic depression is catchin' my soul
Woman so weary, the sweet cause in vain You make love, you break love It's all the same When it's, when it's over, mama Music, sweet music I wish I could caress, caress, caress Manic depression is a frustrating mess
Well, I think I'll go turn myself off, And go on down All the way down Really ain't no use in me hanging around In your kinda scene
Music, sweet music I wish I could caress, caress, caress Manic depression is a frustrating mess
Psychotic Reaction (Tom Petty, Playback (1995))
Well I feel depressed I feel so bad Cause you're the best girl that I've ever had Now I can't get your love I can't get satisfaction I only get a psychotic reaction Sounds like this
Well I feel so lonely night and day If I can't get your loving I must stay away Yeah I need you girl by my side But all girls call Howie for a ride now Now I can't get your love I can't get satisfaction I only get a psycotic reaction It sounds like this
Well I feel depressed I feel so bad Cause you're the best girl that I've ever had Now I can't get your love I can't get satisfaction
I'm Mad (Slade, Return to Base (1979))
I get strange exotic dreams With some strange erotic scenes Gonna sleep all day
I get notions by the score Most of them against the law Do them anyway
So I took a trip to see Kane's Xanadu Cos at the time there wasn't very much to do I think I'm coming down, coming down
I get weird imaginings About all different kinds or things But I always try
To get fantasising thoughts Maybe Bardot in her shorts Like a natural kind
So I took a trip to Tutankhaman's tomb He was alone and said he hoped I'd come back soon
I'm mad This pounding in my brain Will somebody explain The way back to reality
Hey you You keep your nose so clean Your mind is so obscene You'll find another change in me
I think I'm coming down Looking straight ahead The room is spinning round Them blues have knocked me dead Yeh yeh yeh yeh
Break
I'm going mad Out of my head I'm going mad
Cos now I've given back the top hat to Astaire Oh not that I expected you to really care
I'm mad This pounding in my brain Will somebody explain The way back to reality
Hey you You keep your nose so clean Your mind is so obscene You'll find another change in me
I think I'm coming down Looking straight ahead The room is spinning round Them blues have knocked me dead Yeh yeh yeh yeh yeh-yeh yeh
I'm going mad Out of my head I'm going mad
Yeh-yeh yeh-yeh-yeh-yeh yeh
I'm going mad Out of my head I'm going mad
I Love The Dead (Alice Cooper, Billion Dollar Babies (1973))
I love the dead before they're cold, Their blueing flesh for me to hold. Cadaver eyes upon me see nothing. I love the dead before they rise, No farewells, no goodbyes. I never even knew your now-rotting face. While friends and lovers mourn your silly grave. I have other uses for you, Darling.
I love the dead, I love the dead, I love the dead so. I love the dead, I love the dead, I love the dead. I love the dead, I love the dead, I love the dead. I love the dead, I love the dead, I love the dead. I love the dead, I love the dead, I love the dead.
I, I love the dead, I, I love the dead, I, I love the dead.
I love the dead before they're cold, Their blueing flesh for me to hold. Cadaver eyes upon me see nothing.
Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde (The Who, Magic Bus (single) (1968))
Hyde, Hyde.
Someone is spending my money for me, The money I earn I never see, In all things I do he interferes, All I know is trouble as soon as he appears.
Mister Hyde, Mister Hyde, Mister Hyde, Mister Hyde, Hyde.
When I drink my potion my character changes, My whole mind and body rearranges, This strange transformation takes place in me, Instead of myself everybody can see...
Mister Hyde, Mister Hyde, Mister Hyde, Mister Hyde, Hyde.
Whenever you're with me make sure it's still me, I've got to the stage I can't tell which I'll be, The loveable fellow who'll buy you a drink, Then when he's drunk his he'll change in a wink into...
Hyde, Mister Hyde, Mister Hyde, Mister Hyde, Hyde.
19-th Nervous Breakdown (Rolling Stones, 19th Nervous Breakdown (single) (1966))
You're the kind of person You meet at certain dismal dull affairs Center of a crowd, talking much too loud Running up and down the stairs
Well, it seems to me that you have seen Too much in too few years And though you've tried, you just can't hide Your eyes are edged with tears You better stop, a-look around
Here it comes, here it comes Here it comes, here it comes Here comes your 19th nervous breakdown
When you were a child, you were treated kind But you were never brought up right A-you were always spoiled with a thousand toys But still you cried all night
Your mother, who neglected you Owes a million dollars tax And your father's still perfecting ways Of making sealing wax You better stop, a-look around
Here it comes, here it comes Here it comes, here it comes Here comes your 19th nervous breakdown
Oh, who's to blame? That girl's just insane Well, nothing I do don't seem to work It only seems to make matters worse, oh please
You were still in school when you had that fool Who really messed your mind
And after that you turned your back On treating people kind
On our first trip I tried so hard to rearrange your mind But after while I realized You were disarranging mine You better stop, look around
Here it comes, here it comes Here it comes, here it comes Here comes your 19th nervous breakdown
Oh, who's to blame? That girl's just insane Well, nothing I do don't seem to work It only seems to make matters worse, oh please
When you were a child, you were treated kind But you were never brought up right A-you were always spoiled with a thousand toys But still you cried all night
Your mother, who neglected you Owes a million dollars tax And your father's still perfecting ways Of making sealing wax You better stop, a-look around
Here it comes Here comes your 19th nervous breakdown Here comes your 19th nervous breakdown Here comes your 19th nervous breakdown
Here comes your 19th nervous breakdown Here comes your 19th nervous breakdown Here comes your 19th nervous breakdown
Comfortably Numb (Pink Floyd, The Wall Under Construction (1978))
Hello? Is there anybody in there? Just nod if you can hear me. Is there anyone at home? Come on, now, I hear you're feeling down. Well I can ease your pain Get you on your feet again. Relax. I'll need some information first. Just the basic facts. Can you show me where it hurts?
There is no pain you are receding A distant ship, smoke on the horizon. You are only coming through in waves. Your lips move but I can't hear what you're saying. When I was a child I had a fever My hands felt just like two balloons. Now I've got that feeling once again I can't explain you would not understand This is not how I am. I have become comfortably numb.
O.K. Just a little pinprick. There'll be no more aaaaaaaaah! But you may feel a little sick. Can you stand up? I do believe it's working, good. That'll keep you going through the show Come on it's time to go.
There is no pain you are receding A distant ship, smoke on the horizon. You are only coming through in waves. Your lips move but I can't hear what you're saying. When I was a child I caught a fleeting glimpse Out of the corner of my eye. I turned to look but it was gone I cannot put my finger on it now The child is grown, The dream is gone. I have become comfortably numb. |