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sábado, 24 de julho de 2021

Siouxsie And The Banshees - The Passenger


I am the passenger
And I ride and I ride
I ride through the city's backside
I see the stars come out of the sky
Yeah the bright and hollow sky
You know it looks so good tonight

I am the passenger
I stay under glass
I look through my window so bright
I see the stars come out tonight
I see the bright and hollow sky
Over the city's ripped backside
And everything looks good tonight
Singing...

Get into the car
We'll be the passenger
We'll ride through the city tonight
We'll see the city's ripped backsides
We'll see the bright and hollow sky
We'll see the stars that shine so bright
Stars made for us tonight

Oh the passenger
How how he rides
Oh the passenger
He rides and he rides
He looks through his window
What does he see
He sees the sign and hollow sky
He sees the stars come out tonight
He sees the city's ripped backsides
He sees the winding ocean drive
And everything was made for you and me
All of it was made for you and me
'Cause it just belongs to you and me
So lets take a ride and see what's mine
Singing...

Oh the passenger
He rides and he rides
He sees things from under glass
He looks through his window side
He sees things he knows are his
He sees the bright and hollow sky
He sees the city sleep at night
He sees the stars are out tonight
And all of it is yours and mine
And all of it is yours and mine
So lets ride and ride and ride and ride
Singing...

(originally recorded by Iggy Pop)

sexta-feira, 7 de outubro de 2016

Siouxsie And The Banshees - Strange Fruit


Southern trees bear strange fruit,
Blood on the leaves and blood at the root,
Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze,
Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees.

Pastoral scene of the gallant south,
Of the bulging eyes and the twisted mouth,
Scent of magnolias, sweet and fresh,
Then the sudden smell of burning flesh.

Here is fruit for the crows to pluck,
For the rain to gather, for the wind to suck,
For the sun to rot, for the trees to drop,
Here is a strange and bitter crop

(originally recorded by Billie Holiday)

quinta-feira, 2 de abril de 2015

Siouxsie And The Banshees - Hall Of Mirrors



She stepped into the hall of mirrors
Where she discovered a reflection of herself
Sometimes she saw her real face
And sometimes a stranger at her place
Even the greatest stars discover themselves in the looking glass
Even the greatest stars find their face in the looking glass

She fell in love with the image of herself
And suddenly the picture was distorted
Even the greatest stars dislike themselves in the looking glass
Even the greatest stars dislike themselves in the looking glass

She made up the person she wanted to be
And changed into a new personality
The artist is living in the mirror
With the echoes of himself
Even the greatest stars change themselves in the looking glass
Even the greatest stars live their lives in the looking glass

Even the greatest stars fix their face in the looking glass
Even the greatest stars fix their face in the looking glass

Even the greatest stars live their lives in the looking glass
Even the greatest stars live their lives in the looking glass

(originally recorded by Kraftwerk)

segunda-feira, 30 de setembro de 2013

Siouxsie And The Banshees - Trust In Me



Trust in me, just in me
Shut your eyes and trust in me
You can sleep safe and sound
Knowing I am around

Slip into silent slumber
Sail on a silver mist
Slowly and surely your senses
Will cease to resist

Trust in me, just in me
Shut your eyes and trust in me

(originally recorded by Disney)

quinta-feira, 28 de fevereiro de 2013

Siouxsie And The Banshees - This Wheel's On Fire



If your mem'ry serves you well
We were goin' to meet again and wait
So I'm goin' to unpack all my things
And sit before it gets too late
No man alive will come to you
With another tale to tell
But you know that we shall meet again
If your mem'ry serves you well

This wheel's on fire
Rolling down the road
Best notify my next of kin
This wheel shall explode!

If your mem'ry serves you well
I was goin' to confiscate your lace
And wrap it up in a sailor's knot
And hide it in your case
If I knew for sure that it was yours . .
But it was oh so hard to tell
But you knew that we would meet again
If your mem'ry serves you well

This wheel's on fire
Rolling down the road
Best notify my next of kin
This wheel shall explode!

If your mem'ry serves you well
You'll remember you're the one
That called on me to call on them
To get you your favors done
And after ev'ry plan had failed
And there was nothing more to tell
You knew that we would meet again
If your mem'ry served you well

This wheel's on fire
Rolling down the road
Best notify my next of kin
This wheel shall explode!

(originally recorded by The Band)