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ребята мы собираем народ на трансфер, что бы съездить на концерт в Хельсинки
Anti-Flag, Alexisonfire , Four Year Strong ,The Ghost of a Thousand в клубе Nosturi


подробности:
выезжаем утром 21 ноября из Питера на микроавтобусе
приезжает днем, там свободное время, кто как гуляет до концерта
после концерта в часов 12 вечера выезжаем обратно и в Питере уже часов в 6
стоимость поездки составляется 40 евро (20 туда + 20 обратно)
билет покупается вами заранее здесь http://www.tiketti.fi/event/5284
пишите мне в личку, кто заинтересовался!!!

количество место ограничено

Alexisonfire был детищем некого Хелькама вон Шновситца, норвежского доктора-отшельника. Доктор Хелкама обладал передовыми знаниями клонирования и пробирочного продуцирования человеческих тканей.Однажды он не смог больше мириться с постоянным давлением внешнего мира, и задумал из пяти учениц Католической школы создать смертельный отряд, который уничтожит проклятый капиталистический режим, сломивший его волю к жизни. Но к несчастью во время процесса клонирования доктор случайно пролил реактив, который в научном мире известен как АГЕНТ-Х606 (две части лизола, одна часть Джек Дэниэлс). Это возымело сильный эффект на его Детей Разрушения, и то, что по его замыслу должно было стать девочками, превратилось в мальчиков. Кротких непривлекательных мальчиков.
Первому из Смертельных Созданий, обредшему сознание, было дано имя ‘Dallas’, в честь любимого сериала доктора Хелькама, транслировавшегося в середине 80-ых. ‘Dallas’ был тихим молодым человеком, обнаружившим потрясающие навыки игры на гитаре и прекрасный голос. Следующим появился охрипший, со зловонным дыханием, язвительный, но высокоинтеллектуальный ‘Wade’. Он так же незамедлительно проявил интерес к инструменту, но играл жуткую музыку, чем плохо влиял на ‘Dallas’.
Следующего назвали ‘Jesse’. Он оказался деструктивным типом и разрушал всё, что его окружало, поэтому доктор Хелькама разместил его за барабанной установкой, в которую тот тотчас же влюбился. ‘Jesse’ также обладал исключительной по силе способностью поглощения сэндвичей и гранолитовых прутьев, не набирая при этом веса. В след за ним пробудился Дитя по имени ‘George’. Он был обижен на доктора и отказался играть на каких-либо инструментах, вместо этого ‘George’ пристрастился к пронзительным воплям и крикам. Последним стал маленький ‘Chris’. Он мог быть безумным, а мог быть паинькой. ‘Chris’ играл на бас-гитаре, и казалось, совершенно не нуждался во сне.
Когда доктор Хелькама закончил изучение мальчиков, он понял, что отпускать отряд во внешний мир слишком рисковано, и решил избавиться от них и от следов их существования. ‘George’ прознал про коварный замысел доктора раньше, чем тот успел что-либо предпринять, и нанёс удар первым. Доктор был связан и сброшен с моста, так никогда и не узнав, что он создал величайшую рок-банду всех времён и народов.
Так и была основана группа Alexisonfire.

Let's go!
It's never too late to be early
Or try and maintain
Some scrap of integrity and certainty
I guess.

(My fingers)
Won't apologize
(Are blistered and bleeding)
And 1977...
Was a long time
(Was a long time)
Time ago
(Time ago)
I don't care.

I don't care how things
Were and I won't
Apologize.
I won't apologize.
Fuck you.

The alamo has been penetrated
And there is little hope
For the white man so
Hop on your rainbow
Ride it...

(My fingers)
So hop on your rainbow
(Are blistered and bleeding)
And ride into oblivion
For all I care
(There's no longer)
You could be early
(Discomfort)
Or late
(That you brought)
Whatever!

I'm in a constant state of getting cut
So why don't I feel anything?

This is a violation

Maybe I forgot what it was like
Before it entered me

So this is what they call
Another endless night
So tired of believing
If this is wrong or right
I think this cause is lost
I wish that I could sleep
I feel like some kind of shadow
Another slave to the week
Imagine if we lived
Under the weather
We would never be found
Never discovered
If everything goes wrong
If it's one more endless night
You'll know there's always tomorrow
And tomorrow...[to fade]
You'll know there's always tomorrow
(You'll know, you'll know) tomorrow

And this knife, this knife
This is my most, this is my most, this is my most important appendage
This is my most, this is my most, this is my most important appendage

Tomorrow [x3]

So now that your whole world
Has gone up into flames
This night is still never ending
Do you think you're still safe?
Seems everything went wrong
We were discovered
But this time there's no tomorrow
And tomorrow [x3]

Tomorrow
Tomorrow (And this knife, this knife)

You always had the blondest hair.
Chlorine stripped your skin pigment.
The cash was worth the fucking change.
At the pool from open to close.
Rake the bottom for loose change.
A job that paid for the luxury.
(The image still hurts my eyes)
But it probably lead to his divorce.
(White chlorine burns so bright)
It's probably the reason why his son hates him
(Sometimes I fear the night. When addiction became surprise)
Now your blood is so toxic
So toxic with chlorine that you only have 3 months left to live.

(Red stained eyes. Red stained eyes)
Was the, the change worth it?
(Red!)
Was the
(Stained!)
Divorce
(Eyes!)
Worth it?
(Red!)
Now you will
(Stained!)
Never
(Eyes!)
See your son again
(RED!)
Red!

The sky is blue, the grass is brown
My head is buried inside this helmet
The ever present threat of parasites
So take my hand, let's get these motors running!

So you drive red (you drive red)
And I'll drive black (I'll drive black)
(We'll see who's machine was most recently serviced)
We'll slit these rows of Goodyears like a knife

We don't fear [5x]
These machines

I got the scoop, I got the scoop
And it doesn't look so good, so good for you

So you drive red (you drive red)
And I'll drive black (I'll drive black)
(We'll see who's machine was most recently serviced)
We'll cut this row of Goodyear like a knife
Like a knife, like a knife, yeah
We'll cut this row of Goodyear like a knife

So you drive red (you drive red)
And I'll drive black (I'll drive black)
(We'll see who's machine was most recently serviced)
We'll cut this row of Goodyears like a knife.

Was I left behind?
Someone tell me, tell me I survived
And don't look so surprised
that I'm home, but just for tonight
With rough hands and sore eyes
So don't speak, I am tired
Let's just live through this lie

She says I swear too much
She says a lot of things
Well I'd swear every other word if I could
For her, I'll make an attempt

Sometimes love isn't about
how much someone suits you
But how much you're willing to change
to suit them

All my bones are dust
(two people too damaged too much too late)
And my heart sealed with rust
(two people too damaged too much too late)
These hands will always be rough
(two people too damaged too much too late)
I know this won't count for much
(two people too damaged too much too late)

One day my hands were too soft
One day she said, "I'm tired"
One day her clothes were on my floor
One day, empty bottles

I'm not saying she's my last
I'm just saying that she could have been
It doesn't matter how rough these hands get
It doesn't matter 'cause I'm not her man

Rough hands, rough days
Rough hands, rough nights
Rough hands, rough season
Rough hands, rough fights...

All my bones are dust (Rough hands, rough days)
(two people too damaged too much too late)
And my heart sealed with rust (Rough hands, rough season)
(two people too damaged too much too late)
These hands will always be rough (Rough hands, rough days)
(two people too damaged too much too late)
I know this won't count for much (Rough hands, rough season)
(two people too damaged too much too late)

[George:] A man sits at his desk
One year from retirement,
And he's up for review
Not quite sure what to do.
Each passing year
The workload grows.

[Dallas:] I'm always wishing, I'm always wishing too late
For things to go my way
It always ends up the same
(Count your blessings)
I must be missing, I must be missing the point
Your signal fades away and all I'm left with is noise
(Count your blessings on one hand)

So wait up, I'm not sleeping alone again tonight.
There's so much to dream about, there must be more to my life

[George:] Poor little tin man, still swinging his axe,
Even though his joints are clogged with rust.

[Wade:] My youth is slipping, my youth is slipping away.
Safe in monotony, (so safe), day after day
(Count your blessings)
My youth is slipping, my youth is slipping away.
Cold wind blows off the lake, and I know for sure that it's too late
(Count your blessings on one hand)

[Dallas:] So wait up, I'm not sleeping alone again tonight
There's so much to dream about, there must be more to my life.

Can't help but feel betrayed, punch the clock every single day
There's no loyalty and no remorse.
Youth sold for a pension cheque
And it makes him fucking sick
He's heating up, he can't say no

(Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh)

So wait up, I'm not sleeping alone again tonight,
There's so much to dream about, there must be more to my life.
(So wait up)
So wait up I'm not sleeping alone again tonight
Between the light and shallow waves is where I'm going to die
Wait up for me
Wait up for me
Wait up for me