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sábado, 23 de julho de 2011

John Lennon - Gimme some truth



I'm sick and tired of hearing things
From uptight, short-sighted, narrow-minded hypocrites
All I want is the truth
Just gimme some truth

I've had enough of reading things
By neurotic, psychotic, pig-headed politicians
All I want is the truth
Just gimme some truth

No short-haired, yellow-bellied, son of Tricky Dicky
Is gonna mother hubbard soft soap me
With just a pocketful of hope
Money for dope
Money for rope

I'm sick to death of seeing things
From tight-lipped, condescending, mama's little chauvinists
All I want is the truth
Just gimme some truth now

I've had enough of watching scenes
Of schizophrenic, ego-centric, paranoiac, prima-donnas
All I want is the truth now
Just gimme some truth

No short-haired, yellow-bellied, son of Tricky Dicky
Is gonna mother hubbard soft soap me
With just a pocketful of hope
It's money for dope
Money for rope

Ah, I'm sick to death of hearing things
from uptight, short-sighted, narrow-minded hypocrites
All I want is the truth now
Just gimme some truth now

I've had enough of reading things
by neurotic, psychotic, pig-headed politicians
All I want is the truth now
Just gimme some truth now

All I want is the truth now
Just gimme some truth now
All I want is the truth
Just gimme some truth
All I want is the truth
Just gimme some truth

sexta-feira, 22 de julho de 2011

Eddie Vedder - Broken Heart



Don't mind me, just let me be,
My eyes so far away
I don't need no sympathy...
The word gets overplayed

I'm alright, it's just tonight
I can't play the part
I'm alright, it's alright
It's just a broken heart

Don't have eyes for the world outside
They're closed and turned within
Trying to find the light inside
It's there, but yet growing dim

I'm alright, it's just tonight
I can't play the part
I'm alright, it's alright
It's just one broken heart.

quinta-feira, 21 de julho de 2011

Pearl Jam & Neil Young - I got ID (I got shit)



My lips are shakin', my nails are bit off
Been a month since I've heard myself talk
All the advantage this life's got on me
Picture a cup in the middle of the sea

And I fight back in my mind...
Never let's me be right, oh...
I got memories, I got shit
So much it don't show...

I walked the line
When you held me in that night
I walked the line
When you held my hand that night...

An empty shell seems so easy to crack
Got all these questions, don't know who I could even ask
So I'll just lie alone and wait for the dream
Where I'm not ugly and you're lookin' at me

And I'll stay in a bed
Oh, goodbye, I've seen him
If just once, I could feel loved
Oh, stare back at me, yeah...

But I walked the line
When you held me in that night
Oh, I walked the line
When you held my hand that night
Oh, I walked the line
When you held me close at night
I paid the price, never held you in real life...

quarta-feira, 20 de julho de 2011

Nirvana - Polly



Polly wants a cracker
I think I should get off her first
I think she wants some water
To put out the blow torch

Isn't me
Have a seed
Let me clip
Dirty wings
Let me take a ride
Hurt yourself
Want some help
Help myself
Got some rope
Have been told
I promise you
Have been true
Let me take a ride
Hurt yourself
Want some help
Help myself

Polly wants a cracker
Maybe she would like moore food
Ask me to untie her
A chase would be nice for a few

Isn't me
Have a seed
Let me clip
Dirty wings
Let me take a ride
Hurt yourself
Want some help
Help myself
Got some rope
Have been told
I promise you
Have been true
Let me take a ride
Hurt yourself
Want some help
Help myself

Polly said

Polly says her back hurts
She's just as bored as me
She caught me off my guard
It amazes me, the will of instinct

Isn't me
Have a seed
Let me clip
Dirty wings
Let me take a ride
Hurt yourself
Want some my help
Help myself
I've got some rope
Have been told
I promise you
Have been true
Let me take a ride
Hurt yourself
Want some my help
Help myself

sábado, 16 de julho de 2011

The Jesus And Mary Chain - Why'd You Want Me?



Why'd you care, why'd you want me there
Why'd you sin, why did you let me in
I got no shoes, I've always got the blues
I gave myself to drink and drugs and filth
Why'd you care, why'd you want me there
I see the gloom and doom in every room
You see the light in every darkened night
So why'd you care, why'd you want me there
Why did you sin, why'd you let me in
Why'd you want me babe
Why? Why? Why? Why?

quinta-feira, 14 de julho de 2011

Echo & The Bunnymen - History chimes



Bells high on a hill
History chimes
And you want a new beginning
Tell me in biro or quill
Your purpose and mine
Prove that our world is spinning
So here goes nothing better
And here's to something else

Until tomorrow
But that's another time
It's just another time
It's just some other troubled time

The seed grew up a boy
Turned to a man
Is this the world you wanted?
It seems under the soil
Over the sand
Not quite the seed I planted
I've seen you
And now I know better
I've been you
Now I'm someone else

Until tomorrow
But that's another time
It's just another time
It's just some other troubled time

terça-feira, 12 de julho de 2011

The National - Available



Did you clean yourself
For me last night
Put the water out and donned a marigold
In your hair to bring me here
And tie one on you

Did you dress me down and liquor me up
To make me last for the minute
When the red comes over you
Like it does when you're filled with love
Or whatever you call it

Do you feel alone when I'm in my head
While you wait for me
To take my breath
Do you still feel clean
When the only dirt is the dirt I left
How can you blame yourself
When I did everything I wanted to

You just made yourself available
You just made yourself available

Why did you dress me down
Why did you dress me down
Why did you dress me down
Why did you dress me down
And liquor me up
And liquor me up

segunda-feira, 11 de julho de 2011

Morrissey - Everyday Is Like Sunday



Trudging slowly over wet sand
Back to the bench where your clothes were stolen
This is the coastal town
That they forgot to close down
Armageddon - come Armageddon!
Come, Armageddon! Come!

Everyday is like Sunday
Everyday is silent and grey

Hide on the promenade
Etch a postcard :
"How I Dearly Wish I Was Not Here"
In the seaside town
...that they forgot to bomb
Come, Come, Come - nuclear bomb

Everyday is like Sunday
Everyday is silent and grey

Trudging back over pebbles and sand
And a strange dust lands on your hands
(And on your face...)
(On your face ...)
(On your face ...)
(On your face ...)

Everyday is like Sunday
"Win Yourself A Cheap Tray"
Share some greased tea with me
Everyday is silent and grey

sábado, 9 de julho de 2011

The Cure - Killing An Arab



Standing on a beach
With a gun in my hand
Staring at the sea
Staring at the sand
Staring down the barrel
At the Arab on the ground
See his open mouth
But hear no sound

I'm alive
I'm dead
I'm the stranger
Killing an Arab

I can turn and walk away
Or I can fire the gun
Staring at the sky
Staring at the sun
Whichever I choose
It amounts to the same

Absolutely nothing

I'm alive
I'm dead
I'm the stranger
Killing an Arab

Feel the steel butt jump
Smooth in my hand
Staring at the sea
Staring at the sand
Staring at myself
Reflected in the eyes of
The dead man on the beach

The dead man
On the beach

I'm alive
I'm dead
I'm the stranger
Killing an Arab

quinta-feira, 7 de julho de 2011

The Cult - [Here Comes The] Rain



Hot sticky scenes, you know what I mean
Like a desert sun that burns my skin
I've been waiting for her for so long
Open the sky and let her come down

Here comes the rain
Here comes the rain
Here she comes again
Here comes the rain

Hot sticky scenes, you know what I mean
Like a desert sun that burns my skin
I've been waiting for her for so long
Open the sky and let her come down

Here comes the rain
Here comes the rain
Here she comes again
Here comes the rain
I love the rain
I love the rain
Here she comes again
Here comes the rain

Oh, rain
Rain
Rain
Oh, here comes the rain

I love the rain
Well, I love the rain
Here she comes again
I love the rain

Rain
Rain

quarta-feira, 6 de julho de 2011

The Gathering - In Power We Entrust the Love Advocated



Sail on silver wings
Through this storm
What fortune love may bring
Back to my arms again
The love of a former golden age
I am disabled by fears concerning which course to take
For now that wheels are turning
I find my faith deserting me

This night is filled with cries
Of dispossesed children in search of paradise
A sign of a sign of unresolved ambition
Drives the pinwheel on and on
I am disabled by fears concerning which course to take
When memory bears witness to the innocence
Consumed in dying rage

The way lies through our love
There can be no other means to the end
Or keys to my heart
You will never find
You will never find
(originally recorded by Dead Can Dance)

terça-feira, 5 de julho de 2011

Megadeth - Anarchy In The UK



Right now
I am an Anti-Christ
And I am an anarchist
Don't know what I want,
But I know how to get it
I want to destroy, possibly?

Cause I want to be Anarchy
No dog's body

Anarchy for the USA
It's coming sometime it maybe
I give a wrong time, stop a traffic light
Your future dream is a shopping spree

Cause I want to be Anarchy
In the city

Of many ways to get what you want
I use the best, I use the rest
I use the enemy
I use anarchy

Cause I want to be Anarchy
It's the only way to be

Is this the M.P.L.A.?
Is this the U.D.A.?
Is this the I.R.A.?
I thought it was the USA
You're just another country

And other cunt-like tendencies
Cause I want to be Anarchy

Cause I want to be Anarchy,
You know what I mean?

Cause I want to be an Anarchist
Again I'm pissed, destroy!

(originally recorded by Sex Pistols)

sábado, 2 de julho de 2011

Iron Maiden - Hallowed Be Thy Name



I'm waiting in my cold cell when the bell begins to chime
Reflecting on my past life and it doesn't have much time
'Cause at 5 o'clock they take me to the Gallows Pole
The sands of time for me are running low

When the priest comes to read me the last rites
I take a look through the bars at the last sights
Of a world that has gone very wrong for me

Can it be that there's some sort of an error
Hard to stop the surmounting terror
Is it really the end not some crazy dream?

Somebody please tell me that I'm dreaming
It's not easy to stop from screaming
But words escape me when I try to speak
Tears they flow but why am I crying?
After all I am not afraid of dying
Don't I believe that there never is an end?

As the guards march me out to the courtyard
Someone calls from a cell "God be with you"
If there's a God then why has he let me die?

As I walk all my life drifts before me
And though the end is near I'm not sorry
Catch my soul 'cause it's willing to fly away

Mark my words believe my soul lives on
Don't worry now that I have gone
I've gone beyond to seek the truth

When you know that your time is close at hand
Maybe then you'll begin to understand
Life down there is just a strange illusion

Yeah, yeah, yeah,
Hallowed be Thy name
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
Hallowed be Thy name

sexta-feira, 1 de julho de 2011

Kings Of Leon - Happy Alone



On our way, so it seems, blooming flowers waltz before me
Rollin' numbers, passing time, got to get outside the city,
In the morning all will see, just how crazy young love can be
On our own away again, don't get down my darlin'

I'm gonna tangle my face hair, it's gonna tickle your daughter
3 o'clock and the moaning, they all cry to me,
I'll be prancin' around in my high heels and your cherry red lipstick,
Look out your window I'm on your street

Miles away, so unclear, almost lost it in Montana
Let's pull over, have us a choke
I love to watch you when your dancin'
I wonder if they ever dream, they would get just what we gave them
All wrapped up in 19, chasin' stars that are fallin'

I'm gonna tangle my face hair, it's gonna tickle your daughter
3 o'clock and the moaning, they all cry to me,
I'll be prancin' around in my high heels and your cherry red lipstick,
Look out your window I'm on your street

When that train heads home,
They're gonna be so gone gone, you ain't never gonna see me
I'm a gone gone, you ain't nothin' to me
When they shine them streets, they're gonna find our song

I'm gonna tangle my face hair, it's gonna tickle your daughter
3 o'clock and the moaning, they all cry to me,
I'll be prancin' around in my high heels and your cherry red lipstick,
Look out your window I'm on your street

I'm on your street, they all cry to me