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quinta-feira, 30 de novembro de 2017

Chelsea Wolfe - Color Of Blood



A hunger never satisfied
I can't keep you off my mind
Dancing, moving, passing time
Lost worlds and endless nights

I held you at a distance then
So I could keep you sacred now
I watched the veins under my skin
Moving, changing from blue to red
Those colours battle to repent
Fighting some kind of punishment
For loving you

The deathless tell me
"Go on, stay low
Grow old and let your hair grow"
In sleep there is no sorrow
Slowly prolonging a cruel fate
For loving you

They hear everything
They glow with their own light
They sing out your name
A thousand times at night

Generations of sadness
Inbred and under fire
In a thousand languages
A word for this desire
For loving you

quarta-feira, 29 de novembro de 2017

Moby - Natural Blues



Oh Lordy, trouble so hard
Oh Lordy, trouble so hard
Don't nobody know my troubles but God
Don't nobody know my troubles but God

Oh Lordy, trouble so hard
Oh Lordy, trouble so hard
Don't nobody know my troubles but God
Don't nobody know my troubles but God

Oh Lordy, trouble so hard
Oh Lordy, trouble so hard
Don't nobody know my troubles but God
Don't nobody know my troubles but God

Went down the hill
Other day
Soul got happy
And stayed all day

Went down the hill
Other day
Soul got happy
And stayed all day

Oh Lordy, trouble so hard
Oh Lordy, trouble so hard
Don't nobody know my troubles but God
Don't nobody know my troubles but God

Oh Lordy, trouble so hard
Oh Lordy, trouble so hard
Don't nobody know my troubles but God
Don't nobody know my troubles but God

Went in the room
Didn't stay long
Looked on the bed
And brother was dead

Went in the room
Didn't stay long
Looked on the bed
And brother was dead

Oh Lordy, trouble so hard
Oh Lordy, trouble so hard
Don't nobody know my troubles but God
Don't nobody know my troubles but God

Oh Lordy, trouble so hard
Oh Lordy, trouble so hard
Don't nobody know my troubles but God
Don't nobody know my troubles but God

Oh Lordy, trouble so hard
Oh Lordy, trouble so hard
Don't nobody know my troubles but God
Don't nobody know my troubles but God

Oh Lordy, trouble so hard
Oh Lordy, trouble so hard
Don't nobody know my troubles but God
Don't nobody know my troubles but God

Oh Lordy, trouble so hard
Oh Lordy, trouble so hard
Don't nobody know my troubles but God
Don't nobody know my troubles but God

terça-feira, 28 de novembro de 2017

Goldfrapp - Crystalline Green



Here we come, driving down
Deep and wide, settle down
On the beach, get the sun
Coming down, get and warm

Turn it down, settle down
On the beach, get the sun
On the down, jealous day
You can lounge, turn it down

I wanna waste it playing
Spend all our day in a dream
Crystalline green watch it rolling
Feeling the weight of the sun

Here we come, driving down
Deep and wide, blue and green
Breathing in, come alive
Here we come, with the stars

Letting slip in through my fingers
Little rings float in your eyes
Try forget who are you now
Stare into space, watch the sky

segunda-feira, 27 de novembro de 2017

Dead Can Dance - Amnesia



Saw the demonstration
On Remembrance Day
Lest we forget the lesson
Enshrined in funeral clay
History is never written
By those who've lost
The defeated must bear witness to
Our collective memory loss

With every generation comes
Another memory lapse
See the demonstrations of
Failing to learn from our past
We live in the dreamtime
Nothing seems to last
Can you really plan a future
When you no longer have a past
Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin
Memories fall from the trees
Amnesia
Memories like autumn leaves

If we are subject to
Empirical minds
I wonder what lies beyond
Our memories confines
If memory is the true
Sum of who we are
May your children know the truth
And shine like the brightest star

Memory, help me see
Amnesia
Memory, set me free

All my love and all my kisses
Sweet Mnemosyne
All my love and all my kisses
Sweet Mnemosyne
Sweet Mnemosyne

domingo, 26 de novembro de 2017

Cocteau Twins - Pink Orange Red



He draws his horses
Pretend your anger
And draws his horses
Being chosen also

Please get up
Fall, please get up
Fall, please get up
Don't ruin yourself

So see and hear
Sultitan itan
So see and hear
Plain tiger iger

In my heart
Set you right up
In my heart
I sing this song

Back you up
How messed I am
Back you up
I consider

So he got up
I must see him
I must see him
And all got up

Sore got he
Apalled got up
Apalled got up
I'm in this song

So see and hear
Sultitan itan
So see and hear
Plain tiger iger

sábado, 25 de novembro de 2017

System Of A Down - Tentative



Superstition taking all of us for a ride
Mines overtaken by the signs of the Right
The bombs are falling overhead with no sight
While you are talking all detached, so tell us

Where you going
To the bottom
Do you hear us
We are rotting

We're going down in a spiral to the ground

No one, no one's gonna save us now
Ceremonies have killed religions for they provide
The masked comforts to delusionals, they're all in fright
The true believer's head was bathed in sunlight
While you are walking all detached, so tell us

Where you going
To the bottom
Do you hear us
We are rotting

We're going down in a spiral to the ground
No one, no one's gonna save us now
Not even God, no one saved us
No one's gonna save us

Where do you expect us to go when the bombs fall?

Where do you expect us to go when the bombs fall?

Where do you expect them to go when the bombs fall?

Where do you expect us to go when the bombs fall?

Superstition taking all of us for a ride
Mimes overtaken by the signs of the Right
The bombs are falling overhead with no sight
While you are talking all detached, detached, detached, detached, detached, detach.

Going down, in a spiral to the ground
No-one, no-one's gonna save us now (not even God)
No one saved us, no one saved us
No one saved us, no one's gonna save us now

Where do you expect us to go when the bombs fall?

sexta-feira, 24 de novembro de 2017

The Raconteurs - Carolina Drama



I'm not sure if there's a point to this story
But I'm going to tell it again
So many other people try to tell the tale
Not one of them knows the end

It was a junk-house in South Carolina
Held a boy the age of ten
Along with his older brother Billy
And a mother and her boyfriend
Who was a triple loser with some blue tattoos
That were given to him when he was young
And a drunk temper that was easy to lose
And thank god he didn't own a gun

Well, Billy woke up in the back of his truck
Took a minute to open his eyes
He took a peep into the back of the house
And found himself a big surprise
He didn't see his brother but there was his mother
With her red-headed head in her hands
While the boyfriend had his gloves wrapped around an old priest
Trying to choke the man

Ah Ah Ahhh...

Billy looked up from the window to the truck
Threw up, and had to struggle to stand
He saw that red-necked bastard with a hammer
Turn the priest into a shell of a man
The priest was putting up the fight of his life
But he was old and he was bound to lose
The boyfriend hit as hard as he could
And knocked the priest right down to his shoes

Well, now Billy knew but never actually met
The preacher lying there in the room
He heard himself say, "That must be my daddy"
Then he knew what he was gonna do
Billy got up enough courage, took it up
And grabbed the first blunt thing he could find
It was a cold, glass bottle of milk
That got delivered every morning at nine

Ah Ah Ahhh...

Billy broke in and saw the blood on the floor, and
He turned around and put the lock on the door
He looked dead into the boyfriend's eye
His mother was a ghost, too upset to cry, then
He took a step toward the man on the ground
From his mouth trickled out a little audible sound
He heard the boyfriend shout, "Get out!"
And Billy said, "Not till I know what this is all about"
"Well, this preacher here was attacking your mama"
But Billy knew just who was starting the drama
So Billy took dead aim at his face
And smashed the bottle on the man who left his dad in disgrace, and
The white milk dripped down with the blood, and the
Boyfriend fell down dead for good
Right next to the preacher who was gasping for air
And Billy shouted, "Daddy, why'd you have to come back here?"
His mama reached behind the sugar and honey, and
Pulled out an envelope filled with money
"Your daddy gave us this," she collapsed in tears
"He's been paying all the bills for years"
"Mama, let's put this body underneath the trees
and put Daddy in the truck and head to Tennessee"
Just then, his little brother came in
Holding the milk man's hat and a bottle of gin singing,

La la la la, la la la la, yeah
La la la la, la la la la, yeah
La la la la, la la la la, yeah
La la la, la la la...
La la la la, la la la la, yeah
La la la la, la la la la, yeah
La la la la, la la la la, yeah
La la la, la la la...
La la la la, la la la la, yeah
La la la la, la la la la, yeah
La la la la, la la la la, yeah
La la la la, la la la la, yeah

Well now you heard another side to the story
But you wanna know how it ends?
If you must know, the truth about the tale
Go and ask the milkman

quinta-feira, 23 de novembro de 2017

Iron Maiden - Running Free



Just sixteen, a pickup truck, out of money, out of luck.
I've got nowhere to call my own, hit the gas, and here I go.

I'm running free yeah, I'm running free.
I'm running free yeah, Oh I'm running free.

Spent the night in an L. A. jail, and listened to the sirens wail.
They ain't got a thing on me, I'm running wild, I'm running free.

I'm running free yeah, I'm running free.
I'm running free yeah, Oh I'm running free.

Puller here at the Bottle Top, whiskey, dancing, disco hop.
Now all the boys are after me, and that's the way it's gonna be

I'm running free yeah, I'm running free.
I'm running free yeah, Oh I'm running free.

quarta-feira, 22 de novembro de 2017

Chelsea Wolfe - Pale On Pale



When the light in your eyes goes out for the last time
When your hands are tied pale on pale and mind on mind
When your body is swollen with blood and ocean floor is swollen with sun
When the light in your eyes goes out for the last time
When your mind is open

terça-feira, 21 de novembro de 2017

Smashing Pumpkins - Perfect



I know we're just like old friends
We just can't pretend
That lovers make amends
We are reasons so unreal
We can't help but feel that something has been lost

But please you know you're just like me
Next time I promise we'll be
Perfect
Perfect
Perfect strangers down the line
Lovers out of time
Memories unwind

So far I still know who you are
But now I wonder who I was...

Angel, you know it's not the end
We'll always be good friends
The letters have been sent on

So please, you always were so free
You'll see, I promise we'll be
Perfect
Perfect strangers when we meet
Strangers on the street
Lovers while we sleep

Perfect
You know this has to be
We always we're so free
We promised that we'd be
Perfect

segunda-feira, 20 de novembro de 2017

Beck - Beautiful Way



Searchlights on the skyline
Just looking for a friend
Who's gonna love my baby
When she's gone around the bend
Egyptian bells are ringing
When it's her birthday
Sweet nothing', I'm talking about you
There's a hurricane blowing your way

Ooh such a beautiful way
To break your heart
Ooh such a beautiful way
To break your heart
There's someone calling your name
It's driving you insane

You were wearing that stained raincoat
And your umbrella was a tangled mess
You were washed up on the glittering shoals
Looking for another crime to confess
You bribed yourself
Out of a place in the sun
But you had some change to spare
So you said you wanna spend it on me
And shook the blues out of your hair

Ooh such a beautiful way
To break your heart
Ooh such a beautiful way
To break your heart
There's someone calling your name
You're gonna miss that train

domingo, 19 de novembro de 2017

Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds - Fifteen Feet Of Pure White Snow



Where is Mona?
She's long gone
Where is Mary?
She's taken her along
But they haven't put their mittens on
And there's fifteen feet of pure white snow?

Where is Michael?
Where is Mark?
Where is Mathew
Now it's getting dark?
Where is John? They are all out back
Under fifteen feet of pure white snow
Would you please put down that telephone
We're under fifteen feet of pure white snow

I waved to my neighbour
My neighbour waved to me
But my neighbour
Is my enemy
I kept waving my arms
Till I could not see
Under fifteen feet of pure white snow

Is anybody
Out there please?
It's too quiet in here
And I'm beginning to freeze
I've got icicles hanging
From my knees
Under fifteen feet of pure white snow

Is there anybody here who feels this low?
Under fifteen feet of pure white snow

Raise your hands up to the sky
Raise your hands up to the sky
Raise your hands up to the sky
Is it any wonder?
Oh my Lord Oh my Lord
Oh my Lord Oh my Lord

Doctor, Doctor
I'm going mad
This is the worst day
I've ever had
I can't remember
Ever feeling this bad
Under fifteen feet of pure white snow
Where's my nurse
I need some healing
I've been paralysed
By a lack of feeling
I can't even find
Anything worth stealing
Under fifteen feet of pure white snow

Is there anyone else here who doesn't know?
We're under fifteen feet of pure white snow

Raise your hands up to the sky
Raise your hands up to the sky
Raise your hands up to the sky
Is it any wonder?
Oh my Lord Oh my Lord
Oh my Lord Oh my Lord
Save Yourself! Help Yourself!
Save Yourself! Help Yourself!
Save Yourself! Help Yourself!
Save Yourself! Help Yourself!

sábado, 18 de novembro de 2017

L7 - Fuel My Fire



I've got a word of thanks
Thanks that I'd like to say
For the rage that I feel
For the rage that I feel today
Gotta stack gotta stack
Stack of chips on my shoulder
In everything I do
Cause I made I made I made
The mistake, the mistake of trusting you

People like you just fuel my fire
People like you just fuel, yeah

My layers are thick
And I got a bad attitude
Yeah that knife in my back
Has fingerprints that belong to you
Gotta grudge gotta grudge gotta grudge
That I'm holding for you
As long as I live
'Cause you lied you lied you lied
And that's something that I can't forgive
You liar

People like you just fuel my fire
People like you just fuel, yeah

sexta-feira, 17 de novembro de 2017

Morrissey - Such A Little Thing Makes Such A Big Difference



Such a little thing
Such a little thing
But the difference it made was grave
There you go
Wielding a bicycle chain
Oh, why won't you change?
Change and be nicer?

Such a little thing
A gentle tone of kindness
Or written words on paper
Can you write?

How I love all of
The very simple things of life
(God's good air)
How I love all of
The very simple things of life

Such a little thing
A fumbling politeness
The difference saved me
Wielding a bicycle chain
Why won't you change?
"I will not change
And I will not be nice"
Most people keep their brains
Between their legs
(don't you find?)

Leave me alone - I was only singing
Leave me alone because
I was only singing
Leave me alone - I was only singing
Leave me alone
You have just proved (again)
Most people keep their brains
Between their legs

quinta-feira, 16 de novembro de 2017

Green Day - Let Yourself Go



Shut your mouth 'cause you're talking too much

And I don't give a damn anyway
You always seem to be stepping in shit

And all you really do is complain


Hitch a ride, tell 'em all you like

Small minds tend to think a like


Shut your mouth 'cause you're talking too much

And I don't give a fuck anyway



Let yourself go, let yourself go, let yourself go
Let yourself go, let yourself go, let yourself go
Let yourself go, let yourself go, let yourself go
Let yourself go, let yourself go, let yourself go
Gotta let me go, gotta let it go
Gotta let me go, gotta let it go

Cut the crap 'cause you're screaming in my ear

And you're taking up all of the space

You're really testing my patience again
And I'd rather get punched in the face


You're getting on my every last nerve


Everything you've said I've already heard


I'm sick to death of your every last breath

And I don't give a fuck anyway

Let yourself go, let yourself go, let yourself go
Let yourself go, let yourself go, let yourself go
Let yourself go, let yourself go, let yourself go
Let yourself go, let yourself go, let yourself go
Gotta let me go, gotta let it go
Gotta let me go, gotta let it go
Gotta let me go, gotta let it go
Gotta let me go, gotta let it go

Always fuck fuckin' with my head now
Always fuck fuckin' with my head now
Always fuck fuckin' with my head now
Always fucking with my head and I gotta let it go!

Let yourself go, let yourself go, let yourself go
Let yourself go, let yourself go, let yourself go
Let yourself go, let yourself go, let yourself go
Let yourself go, let yourself go, let yourself go
Gotta let me go, gotta let it go
Gotta let me go, gotta let it go
Gotta let me go, gotta let it go
Gotta let me go, gotta let it go

quarta-feira, 15 de novembro de 2017

Faith No More - Last Cup Of Sorrow



This is getting old
And so are you
Everything you know
And never knew
Will run through your fingers
Just like sand

Enjoy it while you can

Like a snake between two stones
It itches in your bones
Take a deep breath and swallow
Your sorrow
Tomorrow

So raise it up and lets propose a toast
To the thing that hurts you most

It's your last cup of sorrow
What can you say?
Finish it today
It's your last cup of sorrow
So think of me
And get on your way

It won't begin
Until you make it end
Until you know the how the where and the when
With a new face you might surprise yourself

Like a snake between two stones
It itches in your bones
Take a deep breath and swallow
Your sorrow
Tomorrow

So raise it up and lets propose a toast
To the thing that hurts you most

It's your last cup of sorrow
What can you say?
Finish it today
It's your last cup of sorrow
So think of me
And get on your way!

You might surprise yourself
You might surprise yourself
You might surprise yourself
You might surprise yourself

You might surprise yourself
You might surprise yourself
You might surprise yourself
You might surprise yourself

You might surprise yourself
You might surprise yourself
You might surprise yourself

terça-feira, 14 de novembro de 2017

The Cure - Wailing Wall



The holy city breathed
Like a dying man
It moved with hopeful tears
With the tears of the blind

And on and on as the night drew in
Through broken streets
That sucked me in
My feet were bare and cut with stones
With walking to the Promised Land

I pushed through crowds
Through seas of prayer
Through twisting hands and choking air
A vulture at the Wailing Wall
I circled...
Waiting...

segunda-feira, 13 de novembro de 2017

The Gathering - Life Is What You Make It



Baby, life's what you make it,
Can't escape it.

Baby, yesterday's favorite,
Don't you hate it?

Everything's all right,
Everything's all right.

Baby, life's what you make it,
Don't backdate it.

Baby, don't try to shake it,
Beauty is naked.

Everything's all right,
Everything's all right.

Baby, life's what you make it.
Celebrate it,
Anticipate it.

Yesterday's faded,
Nothing can change it,
Life's what you make it.

Everything's all right,
Everything's all right.

(originally recorded by Talk Talk)

domingo, 12 de novembro de 2017

dEUS - Easy



When your heart is wilting
And your chips are down
When your soul is pining
For a friendly sound

When you curse the sun
For it's easy ray
And you eavesdrop
On yourself that way

Give your heart a little pause
You are more than your flaws
Get it out of their claws
Every breath that you draw
Will be easy
Will be easy

So you think a mountain

And the sea
You escape your own
Gravity
Away from the occupier
He stole your spark
Now he wants your fire

Oh my love where you been
I am trying to come in
From the cold gambling
Cause my heart needs a win
Make it easy

Every step that you trace
Every dream you will chase
Give your heart a little space
You will find that your days
Will be easy

sábado, 11 de novembro de 2017

Mogwai - R U Still in 2 It?



Are you still into it? 'Cause I'm still into it
We haven't had sore bits for about a fortnight
Am I your only one? 'Cause you're still my only one
But if you need more, I'll just do it in some, right

We should go into town and spend some money
We could go to the pictures and see something funny
We'd share a popcorn and we can go to the pub at night
We can get right tanked up and and go home and have a fight

Will you still miss me when I'm gone?
Is there love there, even when I'm wrong?
Will you still kiss me if you find out?
I will now leave here but don't follow me

We could go into town and spend some money
We could go to the pictures, go and see something funny
Share a popcorn and when it's finished we could go to the pub at night
And get really pissed and go home and have a fight

Will you miss me when I'm gone?
Is there love there, even when I'm wrong?
Will you still kiss me if you find out?
I will leave you and I will miss you

sexta-feira, 10 de novembro de 2017

Morrissey - Irish Blood, English Heart



Irish blood, English heart
This I'm made of
There is no one on earth I'm afraid of
And no regime can buy or sell me

I've been dreaming of a time when
to be English is not to be baneful
to be standing by the flag, not feeling shameful
racist or partial

Irish blood, English heart
this I'm made of
There is no one on earth I'm afraid of
And I will die with both of my hands untied

I've been dreaming of a time when
the English are sick to death
of Labour, and Tories
and spit upon the name Oliver Cromwell
and denounce this royal line that still salute him
and will salute him
Forever...

quinta-feira, 9 de novembro de 2017

Savages - The Answer



If you don't love me
You don't love anybody
If you don't love me
You don't love anybody
Ain't you glad it's you?
Ain't you glad it's you?
Ain't you glad it's you?

There are things I know we should
Better not do but I know you could
Sleep with me
And we'd still be friends
Or I know
I'll go insane

Love is the answer
I'll go insane
Love is the answer

Wish me luck
This was a hard year
And I can't see
No brighter future
Wish me luck
I saw the answer
It was a girl
Will you go ask her
I saw the answer
Will you go ask her
Love is the answer

I'll go insane
I'll go insane
I'll go insane
I'll go insane

Please stand up
What is the point
To cry for life
To cry about love
To wait for her
To wait for dying
I can't wait
I saw the answer
Will you go ask her?
Love is the answer
Will you go ask her

If you don't love me
You don't love anybody
If you don't love me
You don't love anybody
Ain't you glad it's you?
Ain't you glad it's you?
Ain't you glad it's you?

If you don't love me…

quarta-feira, 8 de novembro de 2017

Sonic Youth - Total Trash



It started the top
Now it's spirallin' down
Works best when it's lost
Diggin' underground

Never mind it now
We can bring it back
It's total trash
And it's a natural fact that I'm not no cow

It's never the same
It's more than a game
Can't take it away
Can't kill out the shame

It's a guilty man
That can grease the crack
It's total trash
Slap him on the back with a heavy rock

There it goes again
Magic monkey friend
God I love the time
That he seemed to spend
With all the kids in town

It started the top
Now it's spirallin' down
Works best when it's lost
Diggin' underground

Never mind it now
We can bring it back
It's total trash
And it's a natural fact that I'm not no cow

terça-feira, 7 de novembro de 2017

Deftones - Needles And Pins



How neat. I'm impressed...
how did you come to be so blessed?
You're a star. You blaze...
out like a sharp machine...
Like a whale's moan...
Well I'm here if that's what you want

Here we are - You're pins - I'm needles - Let's play...
Here we are - You want this? - Then come on...
Tune out everyone in the crowd because now it's just me and you
Come fall in love with the sound
Make a pact to each other when no one's around
put the cross between me and you
Who wants to fuck with us now?

segunda-feira, 6 de novembro de 2017

Iggy Pop - Cry For Love



Status seekers, I never cared
Once I found out they never dared
To seize the world and shake it upside down
And every stinking bum should wear a crown

Sayin' I cry for love
Till all the plates are broken
Cry for love
Until my eyes are soakin', yeah
Cry for love
On every salmon morning, yeah I
Cry for love
'Cause imitation's boring, cry for love
Cry for love, cry for love

Bad tv that insults me freely
Still, I know what I'm dyin' to see
In searching for a meaningful embrace
Sometimes my self-respect took second place

And I cried for love
I did what my heart told me
Cried for love
Can't stand it when they scold me, yeah I
Cried for love
On every salmon morning, yeah I
Cry for love
'Cause imitation's boring, cry for love
Cry for love, cry for love, cry for love

Surfers ride for love and wipe out when it hits 'em
Soldiers kill for love and nobody admits it
If you're cryin' for love, well, that's ok don't sweat it
If you're cryin' for love then there's still a chance you'll get it, cry for love
Cry for love, cry for love
Cry for love

domingo, 5 de novembro de 2017

Peter Murphy - I Am My Own Name



I am my own name
I am my own
I am my own name, my own name
My own name
My own name
I am

No thin pixie
White and drawn
No shaded shadow
No monk head shorn
No jaded shock star
Or blackened thorn
No heathen cynic
No lover scorned

A seeking searcher
A shifting shape
A spirit lifter
Where the sea doth break
I fought the misers pawn to king
Where death drew sick
I call out the ring
Move and shimmer
In the magical dust
Swing the lanterns of the Sacred

I am my own name
I am my own

I am my own name
My own name
My own name
My own name
I am

I fought the misers
Pawn to king
Where death drew out
Call out The Ring
Move shimmer in the magical dust
Swing the lanterns at the sacred Musk

No pixie, nor white and drawn
No shaded shadow
No monk head shorn
No jaded shock star

No blackened thorn
No...
Seeking searcher
Shifting shape

I am my own
I am my own name
I am my own name
I am my own name

How is the new baby
This is a pitiful country around
How is the new baby
This is a pitiful country around here

I am my own
I am my own
I am my own

I am my own
I am my own
I am my own name
I am my own

How is the new baby
This is a pitiful country around
How is the new baby
This is a pitiful country around here

I am my own name

sábado, 4 de novembro de 2017

This Mortal Coil - We Never Danced



Between heaven and earth
There's a ballroom floor
Where the couples glide
In the evermore.

Floating through the clouds
Dancing in the rain
Eyes that see no lies
Hearts that feel no pain.

Hope it's not too late
We were more than friends
I can hardly wait
'til we meet again

If you don't really know
Where you want to go
It makes no difference
Which road you take

Hope it's not too late
We were more than friends
I can hardly wait
'til we meet again

We never danced
We never danced
We never danced the night away

We never danced
We never danced
We never danced the night away

(originally recorded by Neil Young)

sexta-feira, 3 de novembro de 2017

Franz Ferdinand - This Boy



It seems this boy bathed in ridicule
Too forward, way too physical
It's time that I had another
I'm always wanting more, if there's another one
Give me some more, I'll have another one
I'll have a slice of your mother

This boy's so spectacular
Not a boy, but a wealthy bachelor
I want a car
I want a car (yeah)
I want a car
I want a car (yeah)

I see losers losing everywhere
If I lose I'll only lose the care
that I might have for another
I am complete, invincible
If I have one principle
Then it's to stand at you, brother

This boy's so spectacular
Not a boy, but a wealthy bachelor
I want a car
I want a car (yeah)
I want a car
I want a car (yeah)

I wanna...

I want a car,
I want a car (yeah)
I want a car
I want a car (yeah)

If I like cocaine, I'm racing you
For organic fresh Echinacea
One kick's as good as another
If I'm tired, I'm tired of telling you
I'm never tired, I'm always better than you
Bye boy, run to your mother

This boy's so spectacular
Not a boy, but a wealthy bachelor
Oh Yes I am spectacular
Not a boy, but a wealthy bachelor
I want a car
I want a car (yeah)
I want a car
I want a car (aha)
I want a car
I want a car (yeah)
I want, I want, I want, I want, I want, I want, I want, I want.

quinta-feira, 2 de novembro de 2017

Rage Against The Machine - Vietnow



Turn on tha radio, nah fuck it turn it off
Fear is your only god on the radio
Nah fuck it, turn it off
Turn it off, turn on tha radio, nah fuck it turn it off
Fear is your only god on the radio
Nah fuck it, your saviour's my guillotine, crosses and kerosene

Merge on tha networks, slangin' nerve gas
Up jump tha boogie then bang, let 'em hang
While tha paraniod try ta stuff tha void
Let's capture this AM mayhem
Undressed, and blessed by tha Lord
Tha power pendulum swings by tha umbilical cord
Shock around tha clock, from noon 'til noon
Men grabbin' they mics, and stuff 'em into tha womb
Terror's tha product ya push
Well I'm a truth addict, oh shit I gotta headrush
Sheep tremble an here come tha votes
Thrown from tha throat, new cages an scapegoats
Undressed and blessed by tha Lord
Tha same devil that ran around Managua wit a sword
Check out tha new style that Ollie found
I tune in wit a bullet ta shut down tha devil sound
Shut down tha devil sound
Tha program of Vietnow
Shut down tha devil sound

Turn on the radio, nah fuck it turn it off
Fear is your only god on the radio
Nah fuck it, turn it off
Turn it off, turn on the radio, nah fuck it turn it off
Fear is your only god on the radio
Nah fuck it, your saviour's my guillotine, crosses and kerosene

Flex tha cerebellum, fire, uh!
Somebody gotta shell 'em
These evil angels lists, hittin' tha AM playlist
Paid ta say this
That one inhuman, illegal, single woman
Tha one wit out a room
The transmissions wippin' our backs
Yeah, comin' down like bats from Stacy Coon
Terror's tha product ya push
Well I'm a truth addict, oh shit I gotta headrush
Tha sheep tremble an here come tha votes
Thrown from tha throat, new cages and scapegoats
One caution tha mics a detonator unwound
Ta shut down tha devil sound
Shut down tha devil sound
Check tha heads bow in vietnow
Shut down tha devil sound

Is all tha world jails and churches?
Is all tha world jails and churches?
Is all tha world jails and churches?
Is all tha world jails and churches?
Is all tha world jails and churches?

Radio, nah fuck it, turn it off
Fear is your only god on tha radio
Nah fuck it, turn it off
Turn it off, turn on tha radio, nah fuck it turn it off
Fear is your only god on tha radio
Nah fuck it, your saviour's my guillotine, crosses and kerosene

Fear is your, fear is your, fear is your only god
Fear is your, fear is your, fear is your only god
Fear is your, fear is your, fear is your only god
Fear is your, fear is your, fear is your only god

quarta-feira, 1 de novembro de 2017

Janis Joplin - Coo Coo



Oh, the cuckoo, she's a pretty bird, and she warbles when she flies
But she never hollers cuckoo till the fourth day of July.

Said Jack o'Diamonds, well Jack o'Diamonds, oh I know you of old,
Honey you robbed me of my silver and out of all my gold,
All of my gold, all of my gold.

Well, Jack o'Diamonds, oh Jack o'Diamonds, oh I know you of old,
Honey, you robbed me of my silver and out of all my gold.

Said the cuckoo, she's a cruel bird, and she warbles when she flies
And every time that she passes, my true love says good-bye,
Well, says good-bye, well says good-bye,
Ooh, ooh ...