Music is what feelings sound like

Hollywood whore
Passed out on the floor
I'm sorry but the party's over

Cocaine nose
And trendy clothes
Gotta send her to rehab
She found out, she's got no soul
But it really doesn't bother her

White trash queen
American dream
Oh, what a role model
Throwin' a fit, makin' a scene
Like no tomorrow

Hollywood whore
Passed out on the floor
Can't take it no more bitch
I'm sorry, but the party's over

The talk of the town
As she's goin' down
I'm sorry but the party's over now

Awake by noon, drunk by four
Sucked up in the show biz
You're so lame, you're such a bore
I wanna kick your teeth in

Plastic smile to match your style
We can tell ya got a face lift
You're so vain, oh so foul
Become a number one hit

Hollywood whore
Passed out on the floor
Can't take it no more
I'm sorry, but the party's over

The talk of the town
As she's goin' down
I'm sorry but the party's over

The cameras are gone
And nobody screams
She couldn't survive her fifteen minutes of fame
Her friends are all gone
She's goin' insane
She'll never survive without the money and fame
It's all going down the drain

Hollywood whore
Passed out on the floor
I'm sorry but the party's over

The talk of the town
As she's goin' down
I'm sorry but the party's over

Hollywood whore
Passed out on the floor
I'm sorry but the party's over

The talk of the town
As she's goin' down
I'm sorry but the party's over

WAKE UP!
The party's over
WAKE UP!
The party's over
WAKE UP!
The party's over
WAKE UP!
The party's over NOW

HAHAHAHA
Don't let the door hit ya
Where the good lord split ya honey
HAHAHAHAHAHA

This little film tells a history of a man some angry...

This picture is a photo of the caribbean. It's a colorful picture, and we can see a beautiful bay with a forest and a beach. The water of the sea is very clear and in the sky too.

The day I learn to fly , I'm never coming down
on perfect wings I'll rise through the layers of the clouds

right from there I see the neon grids of cities
and six million people that keep their fires lit

I threw a party in my name
but the hours crawled by and no one came
so I bowed my head and I prayed for wings
to take me from this place... from you

I see myself inside you, you dream the dreams that I do,
you're still searching for these answers, they're not inside your wrist

right from there I see the neon grids of cities
and six million people that keep their fires lit

I threw a party in my name
but the hours crawled by and no one came
so I bowed my head and I prayed for wings
to take me from this place... from you

I close my eyes as the curtains draw,
I thought I heard your voice but I thought wrong,
'cause you're not there anymore,
no you're not there anymore

and so I lift my chin and the show goes on,
the sky is listening, the stars all sing along,
but you're not there anymore,
and I just can't care anymore.

El dia que aprenda a volar, nunca bajare de la perfeccion
y subire a traves de las capas de las nubes.

Y desde ahi mirare el neon de las grandes redes de ciudades
y seis millones de personas que mantienen sus fuegos encendidos.

Hice una fiesta en mi nombre
Pero las horas pasaron y nadie vino
Asi que incline mi cabeza y suplique por alas para que me llevaran
De este lugar... a ustedes.

Me veo dentro de mi, y veo que en los sueños que tengo te sueño,
Tu todavia estas en busca de esas respuestas,
Que no estan dentro de tu muñeca.

Y desde ahi mirare el neon de las grandes redes de ciudades y
Seis millones de personas que mantienen sus fuegos encendidos.

Hice una fiesta en mi nombre
Pero las horas pasaron y nadie vino
Asi que incline mi cabeza y suplique por alas para que me llevaran
De este lugar... a ustedes.

Cierro los ojos como se cierran las cortinas,
Me parecio haber oido tu voz, pero pense mal,
Porque ya no estas ahi,
No!, ya no estas ahí mas.

Y por eso levanto mi barbilla y el espectaculo continua,
El cielo esta escuchando, todas las estrellas han estado cantando,
Pero ya no estas ahí mas,
Y simplemente no puedo seguir mas.

Today, I will talk about Billy Talent, a punk rock and post-hardcore band. The group was formed in 1993 in Canada, Ontario. The first name of this name was Pezz, but this name alredy have other group. The name of group become with a film, where there are a guitarrist called Billy Talent.
The Band members are:
Benjamin Kowalewicz - lead vocals

Ian D'Sa - lead guitar, backing vocals

Jonathan Gallant - Bass Guitar, backing vocals

Aaron Solowoniuk - Drums, percussion

The group are influencied for The Clash, Sex Pistols, Buzzcocks, and later, on Fugazi.

Billy Talent is a group that I like because is different of all the groups, even the groups that I talk about, because is a mix of different styles of music; ska, punk, reagge, rock and in the lyrics, hip hop.


This song is called Rusted For The Rain and is my favourite song.