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   Это первая группа Элиса  сразу после окончания школы и их первый сингл:)) 1967 год:)

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 Одесско-еврейское нечто:))) Еще с с огоньком в стиле Кустурицы:))) Вообще-то гдето я мотив слышал:))) Что-то подобное играло кстати в конце песни Humanity у Scorpions:))

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     Гипнотизирующая песня про тела которым нужен отдых:) Пусть они мирно спят себе, убаюканные колдовским голосом старины Элиса:)) То есть нет, молодого Элиса 1971 года:)))  

 Самая кровавая песня Элиса за всю его историю.

I saw you in your wedding gown
The prettiest dress
I came into your room that night
And made such a mess
In my own way, I lovingly kiss the bride
With your ring in your hand
Your eyes and your mouth open wide

In my eyes
Blood drops look like roses on white lace
They won't wash away
In my mind they're roses on white lace
Straight from the heart
So dead upon the bed

You hurt me in the deepest way
I'm crippled inside
I took your evil skin away
It's all cut and dried
I saw you tonight and carefully took your hand
With some smears on my cheeks
I knew that you'd understand

In my eyes
Blood drops look like roses on white lace
They won't wash away
In my mind they're roses on white lace
Straight from the heart
So dead upon the bed, still searching for your head

They're never gonna find your face
It's hidden away
I found a very special place where you used to play
In my own way, I lovingly kiss the bride
With your ring in your hand
Your heart and your mouth open wide

In my eyes
Blood drops look like roses on white lace
They won't wash away
In my mind they're roses on white lace
Straight from the heart
Blood drops look like roses on white lace
Crimson and sweet, stained on the sheet
Roses on white lace, pretty in red, dripping and wet
Roses on white lace, spilled on the walls, dark in the hall
 

Geil:)) 

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Вот это одна из моих любимых песен Элиса:) Очень редкая, и так похожа на мои собственные мысли, и так же слегка иронична как они (мысли), в общем как будто я написал:)))) Говорят что в школе я всем друзьям надоедал как раз словами из этой песни и главное - их ответ был такой же включая заключительную фразу. И соло здесь мне очень нравится:)

Собирался написать сообщение с грустными песнями, но тут написали в аську и пока решил отложить сие занятие:) А пока...это сообщение началось бы с этой песни, достаточно редкой песни Элиса Купера.

See Me In The Mirror

See me in the mirror if you want to
See me in the mirror if you really want to
Maybe not too clear, but the face you'll see is mine

Do you feel my eyes burning through you?
Do you feel the burn when my eyes see through you?
Do you see my eyes when they burn into your mind?

And I can feel the teardrops hit the ground where I'm laid
I can feel you breathing while I sleep through the day
I see you in a vision in the dark with no light
Your soul may go to heaven, but your heart's mine tonight

Do you feel my skin when you touch me?
Do you feel my skin when you reach and touch me?
Cold and blue and thin but it's still somehow alive

And you can feel my blood running through you
You can feel the rush of my blood run through you
You can feel the gush of my blood runs up your spine

And I can feel the teardrops hit the ground where I'm laid
I can feel you breathing while I sleep through the day
I see you in a vision in the dark with no light
Your soul may go to heaven, but your heart's mine tonight




 

Песня о переговорах грешника с начальством:)))))))) 

 Give The Kid A Break

Don't know why I'm down here 
Must be something I said 
Or some small imperfection 
In my soul or in my head 

Don't know why I'm down here 
Don't reserve to roast or bake 
I'm fighting off slanderous allegations 
Why don't you give the kid a break? 

You don't think maybe we could talk this over 
You're a reasonable man 
Could we discuss my grave situation 
I'm a miserable man 
And I'm in the frying pan 

Give the kid a break 

Give me one good reason why I should 

All right, all right, so I made a few mistakes 
But for heaven's sake 

Watch your language, Kid. 

OK, OK, don't get hot 

Don't question my judgement 
He only reaped what he sowed 
He cast his pearls before swine 
And that's good enough for me 

I don't want to talk it over 
Even tho' I'm a reasonable man 
Sonny, from over here 
Looks like you're in no position to bargain 
You're a convicted man 
You're right in the frying pan 

Give the kid a break 
Please give me a break 
Give the kid a break 

Nah nah, I don't think so, man 

Come on, you know I got what it takes 
Can't you give me a break? 

Sure thing kid, when hell freezes over 

Ok, don't give the kid a break 

Hey you guys, I thought you were on my side 

No they don't  Give the kid a break 

Yeah, well thanks a lot, pals 
Listen boss, maybe we can make a little deal 
Isn't there anything I can say 
Or some kind of fine I can pay 
Something 
Don't know why I'm down here 
Must be something I said (I'm sorry) 
Or some small imperfection 
In my soul or in my head 
It might be some infection 
It might be a small imperfection or a clear case of misdirection 
It must be a small imperfection 
In my soul or in my head 
Give the kid a break

С альбома Alice Cooper Goes to Hell (1976)

 С альбома Zipper Catches Skin:)))))))))  Один из моих любимейших альбомов, музыка там такая едкая и вредная:))))) Загрузил бы весь альбом:)

I bought a Porsche
And I'm leavin' Grand Rapids
Quit my job, quit my school,
Quit this place
My mother cried
My father was fried
Hey, I've got no time, man
I wanna say goodbye to my babes
I like girls

I dumped Sheila on Thursday
I'll drop Melissa today
I'll kiss some tears off of Donna
Ask if she'll call on Shauna
Amanda, and Sandra and Kay
I like girls, I love 'em to death

Hey Valentino! You goin' somewhere?
You wouldn't sneak out on me, would you?
What's that a blond hair?

He must visualize himself an Errol Flynn

I see myself a suave sophisticated lover
I'll meet a rich hot old Hollywood dame
You see, my ultimate goal
Will be my life bein' told
In a penthouse letter that I can frame
And keep at home.
I like girls, I love 'em, oh yeah

New luggage? Did you say you were going somewhere?
Oh, just out for some fresh air.
Does she have a nice pair?

He was swallowed alive by the freeway
Turned into an ant on parade
He bravely drove off that beast
Aimed his car back to the east
Why be a snack at home?
I'm a feast, for the girls
I like girls, I really like 'em

Well, well, well. Look who's back. Run out of gas?

Patty, I was just gonna call you. Look...
I left Donna and Shauna
And Katy and Carrie
Melissa and Dena
I just didn't have any use for 'em
I just want you
Really, no really, honest!

Oink off!

С альбома Zipper Catches Skin (1982)
 

 Удивительная  вещь  с этим клипом. Искал его целую неделю - и вдруг обнаружил у себя и причем именно в том варианте, который и стоит представить - в полном варианте. Потому что есть две версии этого клипа - я не успокоился пока не нашел самую лучшую - эту:))))))) Клип не перестает радовать:)))

Ну...нагромыхались, пора отправиться на 10 лет назад, в 70е года, эпоху знаменитого альбома Элиса School's out:))  Вот как весело там проводят время Маппеты и Элис:)))))