Tyler+Holbrook

Education:Accomplishments:

 * === When he signed his record deal in the early 90s he was able to quit his teaching job. ===
 * === Bruce Springsteen played, produced, and co-wrote on the album American Babylon. ===
 * === He also played with them on a 6 night stand. ===
 * **Toured Europe several times**
 * **Appeared on #|CNN, #|Entertainment Tonight, and MTV**
 * **Had to take back his #|teaching job in the late 90s**

Accomplishments:

 *  ** [|200] **7 Best Rock Album


 *  ** [|2007] ** Best Rock Performance by a Duo or Group with Vocal


 * ** [|2007] ** Best Rock #|Song


 * ** [|2006] ** Best Album


 *  ** [|2006] ** Favorite Band, Duo or Group - Pop / Rock


 *  ** [|2006] ** Best Art Direction


 *  ** [|2005] ** Best Act in the World Today


 *  ** [|2004] ** Best Act in the World Today


 *  ** [|2003] ** Best International group


 *  ** [|2002] ** Best Rock


 *  ** [|2002] ** Best Live Act


 *  ** [|2000] ** Best Art Direction


 *  ** [|2000] ** Best Direction


 *  ** [|1999] ** Favorite Artist - Alternative


 *  ** [|1993] ** Best Hard Rock Vocal Performance


 *  ** [|1992] ** Viewer's Choice


 * <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"> ** [|1992] ** Best Art #|Direction


 * <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"> ** [|1992] ** Best Breakthrough Video

<span style="font-family: Tahoma,Geneva,sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-weight: normal; line-height: 13px;">English : Friend, take my lantern because I lost my flame
<span style="font-family: Tahoma,Geneva,sans-serif; line-height: 13px;"> <span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">My love is gone She threw my soul to nothing to eat, leaving me empty heart She made ​​fertile, showers, The arid And the horror of the world is nothing compared To those that love to those in the union Think that is sad to mention here below And here alone Is the last meal

She had black eyes which you see the blue We take to the ocean, where we see God Which are touching the fingertips horizons But always at the end It is alone among the waves of tears and salt in the throat And salt on the wound of the heart tattooed In his name we cry at the bottom of glasses of wine To say that life Yes, that was

Friend, look at me, my heart that overthrows The memory of his eyes that stuck with me And bars of the port, I try black magic To deliver my body that I was thrown out And the girls smile, no, I am nothing And I'm starting to believe that men Who have taken other men to love Have resolved the issue, after all, tell me What do they have more than us? If this is the force that makes you forget that This horror at the bottom of them, yeah This monster that screams when you make love You know she will not forget Nya and the nature that they keep their word

To all those in their arms that were captured My mind and my sympathy and solidarity with these fools like me Not end up the night I tell you, whores Whores, you have me more!

I die instantly if the mood takes me To put my head in the jaws of the snake Let me again crucify the heart For a nice smile on their flower fragrance Daisy or tulip and rose to lilac You know, friend, to me they were all down here When they show you the sky, they tell you they love you They were all for me The smell of chrysanthemums Farewell, the gentle Good-bye, I cry Farewell, the cursed who took my light Who threw me in the dark and then hold them against the swan song! And beauty?They are dying!All! I can not take more of those games that are killing us I'm sick of this heart, O God, who has stopped And who always loses in the false bottom of blondes That lead us to the top That drag us to the grave

<span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; display: block; font-family: Tahoma,Geneva,sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 13px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Song: Putains vous m'aurez plus ! []

Nostalgia Title:
Back in the Vietnam War, a young boy of 18 years old Joined the war like everyone else his age #|Enlisted because of everything he has been told Stayed in the fight for over 3 years Point guard, always first in the fight Most of the operations were done at night Upon arrival back home #|Received in different ways #|People gave him trouble but nobody knew The effect of the war on this young boy Constant flashbacks in and out of battle How the #|government used him like a t
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