Spotify



segunda-feira, 29 de agosto de 2011

Mogwai - Tracy


We gotta... we gotta do something about this.
When do you think you could make it over here? How long?
I could try and get... 45 minutes maybe.
Right.
I'll try.
OK.
But we got to sort this out.
OK. I'm just gonna go, I'm going to head off just now and just try to speak to some people about this.
Well you got to do something.
Yeah.
Cause if we don't take care of this then... I don't even want to think about it. Hello.
Hi Colin.
Hiya.
It's Martin.
Hi Martin.
I'm sorry to bother you.
It's alright.
ut we've got a bit of a sketch going on here.
What? What?
Well, it's pretty hard to explain.
So tell us. What?
Right. We were down at Vics and Stuart and Dominic got into a bit of a row.
Hmm hmm
And Stuart was getting a bit stroppy with Dominic and it ended up with Dominic punching Stuart and walking out.
Hmm hmm
Saying he's not coming back. Stuart's saying that he's out and stuff like that.
Right.
Stuart's away as well.
Where's Stuart away to?
He just phoned his dad and left.
And is John still there?
No he went away with Stuart for some reason. To try and calm him down or something. It was a full bloody sketch man. I don't know what to do. We've this thing on Tuesday.
Right. Kind of limited to what I can do.

quinta-feira, 25 de agosto de 2011

Depeche Mode - Enjoy the Silence



Words like violence
Break the silence
Come crashing in
Into my little world
Painful to me
Pierce right through me
Can't you understand
Oh my little girl

All I ever wanted
All I ever needed
Is here in my arms
Words are very unnecessary
They can only do harm

Vows are spoken
To be broken
Feelings are intense
Words are trivial
Pleasures remain
So does the pain
Words are meaningless
And forgettable

All I ever wanted
All I ever needed
Is here in my arms
Words are very unnecessary
They can only do harm

quarta-feira, 24 de agosto de 2011

Moby - Lift Me Up



Plain talking (plain talking)
Take us so far (take us so far)
Broken down cars (broken down cars)
Like strung-out old stars (like strung-out old stars)

Plain talking (plain talking)
Served us so well (served us so well)
We traveled through hell (traveled through hell)
And oh how we fell (oh how we fell)

Lift me up, lift me up
Higher now up now
Lift me up, lift me up
Higher now up now

Plain talking (plain talking)
Is making us bold (making us bold)
So strung out and cold (so strung out and cold)
I'm feeling so old (feeling so old)

Plain talking (plain talking)
Has ruined us now (has ruined us now)
You'll never know how (never know how)
Sweeter than thou (sweeter than thou)

Lift me up, lift me up
Higher now up now
Lift me up, lift me up
Higher now up now

Oooooooohhhhhhhhhhh
Higher

Lift me up, lift me up
Oh la la la la
Lift me up, lift me up
Oh la la la la

(Feeling so old)

terça-feira, 23 de agosto de 2011

The Prodigy feat. Pop Will Eat Itself - Their Law



What we're dealing with here is a total lack of respect for the law.
I'm the law and you can't beat the law
... Fuck 'em and their law
Crack down at sundown

sexta-feira, 19 de agosto de 2011

Nine Inch Nails - Hurt



I hurt myself today
To see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
The only thing that's real
The needle tears a hole
The old familiar sting
Try to kill it all away
But I remember everything

What have I become?
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know
Goes away in the end
You could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt

I wear this crown of shit
Upon my liar's chair
Full of broken thoughts
I cannot repair
Beneath the stains of time
The feelings disappear
You are someone else
I am still right here

What have I become?
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know
Goes away in the end

You could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt
If I could start again
A million miles away
I would keep myself
I would find a way

quinta-feira, 18 de agosto de 2011

The Mars Volta - The widow



He's got fasting black lungs
Made of clove splintered shardes
They're the kind that will talk
Through a weezing of coughs

And I hear him every night
In every pore
And every time he just makes me warm

Freeze without an answer
Free from all the shame
Must I hide?
Cause I'll never
Never sleep alone

Look at how they flock to him
From an isle of open sores
He knows that the taste is such
Such to die for

And I hear him every night
On every street
The scales that do slither
Deliver me from…

Freeze without an answer
Free from all the shame
Then I'll hide
Cause I'll never
Never sleep alone

Oh lord
Said I'm bloodshot for sure
Pale runs the ghost
Swollen on the shore

Everynight in every pore
The scales that do slither
Deliver me from…

Freeze without an answer
Free from all the shame
Then I'll hide
Cause I'll never
Never sleep alone

Freeze without an answer
Free from all the shame
Let me die
Cause I'll never
Never sleep alone

quarta-feira, 17 de agosto de 2011

Iron Maiden - The trooper



You'll take my life but I'll take yours too
You'll fire your musket but I'll run you through
So when you're waiting for the next attack
You'd better stand there's no turning back.

The Bugle sounds and the charge begins
But on this battlefield no one wins
The smell of acrid smoke and horses breath
As I plunge on into certain death.

The horse he sweats with fear we break to run
The mighty roar of the Russian guns
And as we race towards the human wall
The screams of pain as my comrades fall.

We hurdle bodies that lay on the ground
And the Russians fire another round
We get so near yet so far away
We won't live to fight another day.

We get so close near enough to fight
When a Russian gets me in his sights
He pulls the trigger and I feel the blow
A burst of rounds take my horse below.

And as I lay there gazing at the sky
My body's numb and my throat is dry
And as I lay forgotten and alone
Without a tear I draw my parting groan.

terça-feira, 16 de agosto de 2011

Megadeth - Lucretia



Sitting up late at night
I tiptoe through the darkness
Cold as hell, black as spades
Aware of my immediate surrounding
In my place, I escape
Up into my hideout
Hiding from everyone,
My friends all say
Dave, you're mental any way, hey!
Drift into a deeper state
Stalk the cobwebbed stairways
Dirt grits beneath my feet
The stair creaks, I precariously sneak, yeah!

Hypnosis guides my hand
I slip-slide through the walkways
Sit in Granny's rocking chair
Memories are whirling by, yeah!
Reminisce in the attic
Lucretia waits impatiently
Cobwebs make me squint
The cobra so eloquently glints
Moonbeams surge through the sky
The crystal ball is energized
Surely that, like the cat
Waiting, Lucretia rocks away

segunda-feira, 15 de agosto de 2011

Faith No More - A Small Victory



A hierarchy
Spread out on the nightstand
The spirit of team
Salvation is another chance
A sore loser
Yelling with my mouth shut

A cracking portrait
The fondling of trophies
The null of losing
Can you afford that luxury?
A sore winner
But I'll just keep my mouth shut

It shouldn't bother me
But it does

The small victories
The cankers and medallions
The little nothings
They keep me thinking
That someday
I might beat you
But I'll just keep my mouth shut

It shouldn't bother me
But it does

IF I SPEAK AT ONE CONSTANT VOLUME AT ONE CONSTANT PITCH AT ONE CONSTANT RHYTHM RIGHT INTO YOUR EAR, YOU STILL WONT HEAR
You still won't hear
You still won't hear
You still won't hear
You still won't hear
You still won't hear
You still won't hear

sábado, 13 de agosto de 2011

Red Hot Chili Peppers - Tell Me Baby



They come from every state to find
Some dreams were meant to be declined
Tell the man what did you have in mind
What have you come to do

No turning water into wine
No learning while you're in the line
I'll take you to the broken sign
You see these lights are blue

Come and get it
Lost it at the city limit
Say goodbye
'Cause they will find a way to trim it
Everybody
Lookin' for a silly gimmick
Gotta get away
Can't take it for another minute

This town is made of many things
Just look at what the current brings
So high it's only promising
This place was made on you

Tell me baby what's your story
Where you come from
And where you wanna go this time oh
Tell me lover are you lonely
The thing we need is
Never all that hard to find oh
Tell me baby what's your story
Where do you come from
And where you wanna go this time oh
You're so lovely are you lonely
Giving up on the innocence you left behind

Some claim to have the fortitude
Too shrewd to blow the interlude
Sustaining pain to set a mood
Step out to be renewed

I'll move you like a baritone
Jungle Brothers on the microphone
Getting over with an undertone
It's time to turn to stone

Chitty chitty baby
When your nose is in the nitty gritty
Life could be a little sweet
But life could be a little shitty
What a pity
Boston and a Kansas city
Looking for a hundred
But you only ever found a fifty

Three fingers in the honeycomb
You ring just like a xylophone
Devoted to the chromosome
The day that you left home

Tell me baby what's your story
Where you come from
And where you wanna go this time oh
Tell me lover are you lonely
The thing we need is
Never all that hard to find oh
Tell me baby what's your story
Where do you come from
And where you wanna go this time oh
You're so lovely are you lonely
Giving up on the innocence you left behind

Tell me baby what's your story
Where you come from
And where you wanna go this time oh
Tell me lover are you lonely
The thing we need is
Never all that far to find oh
Tell me baby what's your story
Where do you come from
And where you wanna go this time oh
You're so lovely are you lonely
Giving up on the innocence you left behind

sexta-feira, 12 de agosto de 2011

Queens Of The Stone Age - Mexicola



Setting sun deals hands of gold
There's velvet eyes in Mexico
From so far away and all she said was true

Speak in tongues, speak in lies
Drooling livers, born to die
It’s a wonder that those guns don't point at you

Keep saying go on
Keep saying go on
Keep saying you won’t live forever

Keep saying go on
Keep saying go on
Keep saying you won’t live forever

Point and shoot
I know just what you mean
In a world that’s full of shit and gasoline, babe
One dog’s dead
One’s on the phone
Just leave a lung or leave it alone
It’s that same old song again
I hate it cause it's true

Keep saying go on
Keep saying go on
Keep saying you won’t live forever

Keep saying go on
Keep saying go on
Keep saying you won’t live forever

quinta-feira, 11 de agosto de 2011

The Raconteurs - Hold Up



Hold up
Hold up
Hold up
Hold up
Hold up
Hold up
Hold up
Hold up

Had enough of these, modern times
About to drive me out of my mind
And you know this, too well
I’m hold up in my little cell
Yeah

Hold up
Hold up
Hold up
Hold up

Whoa!
Friends took me to a freak show
But I think I’ve seen it all before
Well, can I get a look at you girl
Maybe take a peak in your world
Yeah

Hold up
Hold up
Hold up
Hold up

Modern girl you’re so kind
You’re gonna help me get through this time
Well and you know me too well
You didn’t break up on, you broke into my prison cell

Hold up
Hold up
I’m hold up
Hold up
Hold up
Yeah

quarta-feira, 10 de agosto de 2011

The Kills - Future Starts Slow



You can holler, you can wail
You can swing, you can flail
You can thump like a broken sail
But I'll never give you up
If I ever give you up my heart will surely fail

And after all God can keep my soul
And England have my bones
But don't ever give me up
I could never get back up when the future starts so slow

No longing for the moonlight
No longing for the sun
No longer will I curse the bad I've done
For if there's a time when your feelings gone, I wanna feel it

You can holler, you can wail
You can blow what's left of my right mind
You can swing, you can flail
You can blow what's left of my right mind
(I don't mind)

There's a time for the second best
And there's a time when the feeling's gone
But it's hard to be hard I guess
When you're shaking like a dog

You can holler, you can wail
You can blow what's left of my right mind
You can swing, you can flail
You can blow what's left of my right mind

You can holler, you can wail
You can blow what's left of my right mind
You can swing, you can flail
You can blow what's left of my right mind
(I don't mind)

You can blow what's left of my right mind
You can blow what's left of my right mind
You can holler, you can wail
You can blow what's left of my right mind

terça-feira, 9 de agosto de 2011

PJ Harvey - Goodnight



Here I am
Prairieland
Got it all, got
Gun in hand
Here I sleep
Dungarees
They're on my husband
Put 'em on me

We have the stars
We have the trees
We'll have everything
We need to feed

I'll make babes
He'll make chairs
We'll sell them at
The county fair
We'll walk on
We'll walk tall
We'll dance once a week
The union hall

We'll have the stars
We'll have the trees
We'll have everything
We need to feed

Here I am
Prairieland
I got it all, got
Gun in hand
I'll sweep the porch
I dust his room
We'll sleep together
On our chair at noon

We have the stars
We have the trees
We have everything
We need to feed

We have the stars
We have the trees
We have everything
We need to feed

segunda-feira, 8 de agosto de 2011

Iggy Pop - Lust For Life



Here comes Johnny Yen again
With the liquor and drugs
And a flesh machine
He's gonna do another strip tease

Hey man, where'd you get that lotion?
I've been hurting since I bought the gimmick
About something called love
Yeah, something called love
Well, that's like hypnotising chickens

Well, I'm just a modern guy
Of course, I've had it in the ear before
'Cause of a lust for life
'Cause of a lust for life

I'm worth a million in prizes
With my torture film
Drive a G.T.O.
Wear a uniform
All on government loan

I'm worth a million in prizes
Yeah, I'm through with sleeping on the sidewalk
No more beating my brains
No more beating my brains
With the liquor and drugs
With the liquor and drugs

Well, I'm just a modern guy
Of course, I've had it in my ear before
'Cause, of a lust for life (lust for life)
'Cause of a lust for life (lust for life, oooo)
I've got a lust for life (oooh)
Got a lust for life (oooh)
Oh, a lust for life (oooh)
Oh, a lust for life (oooh)
A lust for life (oooh)
I got a lust for life (oooh)
Got a lust for life

Well, I'm just a modern guy
Of course, I've had it in my ear before
'Cause I've a lust for life
'Cause I've a lust for life.

Well, here comes Johnny Yen again
With the liquor and drugs
And a flesh machine
I know he's gonna do another strip tease

Hey man, where'd ya get that lotion?
Your skin starts itching once you buy the gimmick
About something called love
Oh Love, love, love
Well, that's like hypnotising chickens.

Well, I'm just a modern guy
Of course, I've had it in the ear before
And I've a lust for life (lust for life)
'Cause I've a lust for life (lust for life)
Got a lust for life
Yeah, a lust for life
I got a lust for life
Oh, a lust for life
Got a lust for life
Yeah a lust for life
I got a lust for life
Lust for life

domingo, 7 de agosto de 2011

The Cramps - What's Behind The Mask



I been seeing you for months
Coming to this place
Now what I wanna know is, honey
When can I see your face?

I know you been hiding something
Secrets in your past
Whooo, baby, I just gotta know
What's behind the mask

Please, baby, please please
Give me one quick glance
Now how come I can't see your face when I
See what's in your pants?

Is it a skin condition?
Or an extra eye?
Surgical incision?
I keep wonderin' why (why!)

Uhhh... you ain't wearin' silver bullets
Or carving Z's in chests
It's been months since Halloween
Honey, I can't guess

Now just relax and let me lift up this edge
And let me take a peek
Ooh, let me have a look in here...
EEEEEEEEK!

Well, curiosity killed this cat
Sorry I ever asked
What I don't know can't hurt me as much as
What's behind the mask

What's behind the mask, girl
What's behind the mask
What's behind that mask, girl
Sorry I ever asked.

sábado, 6 de agosto de 2011

Ramones - Beat On The Brat



Beat on the brat
Beat on the brat
Beat on the brat with a baseball bat
Oh yeah, oh yeah, uh-oh.

What can you do?
What can you do?
With a brat like that always on your back
What can you do?

sexta-feira, 5 de agosto de 2011

The Clash - This Is Radio Clash



Interrupting all programmes

This is radio clash from pirate satellite

Orbiting your living room,
Cashing in the bill of rights
Cuban army surplus or refusing all third lights
This is radio clash on pirate satellite

This sound does not subscribe
To the international plan
In the psycho shadow of the white right hand
Then that see ghettology as an urban Vietnam
Giving deadly exhibitions of murder by napalm

This is radio clash tearing up the seven veils
This is radio clash please save us, not the whales
This is radio clash underneath a mushroom cloud
This is radio clash
You don't need that funeral shroud

Forces have been looting
My humanity
Curfews have been curbing
The end of liberty

Hands of law have sorted through
My identity
But now this sound is brave
And wants to be free - anyway to be free

This is radio clash on pirate satellite
This is not free Europe
Not an armed force network
This is radio clash using audio ammunition
This is radio clash can we get that world to listen?
This is radio clash using aural ammunition
This is radio clash can we get that world to listen?
This is radio clash on pirate satellite
Orbiting your living room,
Cashing in the bill of rights
This is radio clash on pirate satellite
This is radio clash everybody hold on tight

A-riggy diggy dig dang dang

Go back to urban 'nam

quinta-feira, 4 de agosto de 2011

The Pogues - The Sick Bed of Cuchulainn



McCormack and Richard Tauber are singing by the bed
There's a glass of punch below your feet and an angel at your head
There's devils on each side of you with bottles in their hands
You need one more drop of poison and you'll dream of foreign lands

When you pissed yourself in Frankfurt and got syph down in Cologne
And you heard the rattling death trains as you lay there all alone
Frank Ryan bought you whiskey in a brothel in Madrid
And you decked some fucking blackshirt who was cursing all the Yids
At the sick bed of Cuchulainn we'll kneel and say a prayer
And the ghosts are rattling at the door and the devil's in the chair

And in the Euston Tavern you screamed it was your shout
But they wouldn't give you service so you kicked the windows out
They took you out into the street and kicked you in the brains
So you walked back in through a bolted door and did it all again
At the sick bed of Cuchulainn we'll kneel and say a prayer
And the ghosts are rattling at the door and the devil's in the chair

You remember that foul evening when you heard the banshees howl
There was lousy drunken bastards singing "Billy In The Bowl"
They took you up to midnight mass and left you in the lurch
So you dropped a button in the plate and spewed up in the church

Now you'll sing a song of liberty for blacks and paks and jocks
And they'll take you from this dump you're in and stick you in a box
Then they'll take you to Cloughprior and shove you in the ground
But you'll stick your head back out and shout "We'll have another round"
At the graveside of Cuchulainn we'll kneel around and pray
And God is in His heaven, and Billy's down by the bay

quarta-feira, 3 de agosto de 2011

U2 - Hold me, Thrill me, Kiss me, Kill me



You don't know how you took it
You just know what you got
Oh lawdy, you been stealing from the thieves
And you got caught
In the headlights of a stretch car,
You're a star.

Dressing like your sister
Living like a tart
If they don't know what you're doin'
Babe it must be art,
You're a headache, in a suitcase
You're a star.

Oh, no, don't be shy
You don't have to go blind,
Hold me
Thrill me
Kiss me
Kill me.

You don't know how you got here
You just know you want out
Believing in yourself almost as much as you doubt,
You're a big smash
You wear it like a rash
Star.

Oh no, don't be shy
You need a crowd to cry,
Hold me
Thrill me
Kiss me
Kill me.

They want you to be Jesus
They'll got down on one knee
But they'll want their money back
If you're alive at thirty-three,
And you're turning tricks
With your crucifix.
You're a star, oh child

Of course you're not shy
You don't have to deny love,
Hold me
Thrill me
Kiss me

terça-feira, 2 de agosto de 2011

James - Tell her I said so



Here's to long life,
Here's to long life,
Here's to long life,
Here's to long life,
Here's to long life,
Here's to long life,
Here's to long life,
Here's to long life,

For the end i'm in a home,
All my friends have long since gone,
The staff are cold but rules are rules,
How can children be so cruel,
If i could leave i wouldn't stay,
Never thought id end this way,
Death is welcome while she waits,

Tell her i said so,
Tell her i said so,
Tell her i said so,
Tell her i said so,

At the window seasons change,
Here inside its all the same,
With the snow the birds have flown,
Tell her i said so,
Tell her i said so,
Tell her i said so,
Tell her i said so,

We all pray for longer life,
Longer life stuck in some home,
Homes a word cuts like a knife,
No-one chooses to grow old,
Put your mark upon my door,
I dont play here anymore,
This delay is just a bore

Tell her i said so,
Tell her i said so,
Tell her i said so,
Tell her i said so,
Tell her i said so,

Here's to life that's lived so long,

Here's to long life,
Here's to long life,
Here's to long life,
Here's to long life,
Here's to long life,
Here's to long life,

Here's to life that's lives too long.

segunda-feira, 1 de agosto de 2011

R.E.M. - Low



Dusk is dawn is day
Where did it go?
I've been laughing
Fast and slow

Moving in a still frame
Howling at the moon
Morning found me laughing
Up and down, down

Low, low, low
Night suits me fine
And morning suits me fine
I've been so happy, happy
Way up high, high

In between
Down below
Low, low, low
Low, low, low

I skipped the part about love
It seems so silly and low
Low, low, low
Low, low, low

I said the morning
It isn't your time
Barefoot naked
I can see your lines

It doesn't bother me
If you are right
Your grass is grassy wet
Your light white is bright
Light white, light

I skipped the part about love
It seems so shallow and low
Low, low, low
Low, low, low

You and me
We know about time
We know how things go
They come and go
They live and grow
They pass and go
And glow and glow
Up and down
High and low
Low, low, low
Low, low, low

I skipped the part about love
It seems so silly and low
I skipped the part about love
It seems so shallow and low
Low, low, low
Low, low, low

I like your hands
All full of glory
All full of glory