terça-feira, dezembro 30, 2008

You Know I'm No Good

Meet you downstairs in the bar and hurt
Your rolled up sleeves and your skull t-shirt
You say what did you do it with him today?
And sniffed me out like I was Tanqueray

Cause you're my fella, my guy
Hand me your stella and fly
By the time I'm out the door
You tear men down like Roger Moore

I cheated myself
Like I knew I would
I told ya, I was trouble
You know that I'm no good

Upstairs in bed, with my ex boy,
He's in a place, but I can't get joy,
Thinking of you in the final throes, this is when my buzzer goes

Run out to meet you, chips and bitter
You say when we're married cause you're not bitter
There'll be none of him no more
I cried for you on the kitchen floor

I cheated myself
Like I knew I would
I told ya, I was trouble
You know that I'm no good

Sweet reunion, jamaica and spain
We're like how we were again
I'm in the tub, you're on the seat
Lick your lips as I soak my feet

Then you notice lickle carpet burn
My stomach drops and my guts churn
You shrug and it's the worst
Who truly stuck the knife in first

I cheated myself like I knew I would
I told ya I was trouble, you know that I'm no good
I cheated myself, like I knew I would
I told ya I was trouble, yeah ya know that I'm no good

(Amy Winehouse)



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segunda-feira, dezembro 29, 2008

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

Enjoy the silence

(Depeche Mode)



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domingo, dezembro 28, 2008

Valentine

It's oh so late to start wishing
This heart of mine, you're gonna own
They fade away and now you're here
I didn't know
It's only you....

Valentine....
Go out in the light

Why suffer back in the game
All living, all our sin the same
All the faithful heal, they're all praying
They refer to

Valentine....
Oh, return

They release you then you turn to see
Make it feel alright

The only thing is that I didn't
I tried to climb but fell on home
I feel around and still your here
Your coming home
But before you do...

Valentine
Go out in the light

Out in the moonlit sky
I saw you...

(Martina Topley Bird)



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sábado, dezembro 27, 2008

Love Lockdown

I’m not lovin' you
Way I wanted to
What I had to do
Had to run from you
I’m in love with you
But the vibe is wrong
And that haunted me all the way home

So you never know
Never, never know
Never know enough
Til it’s over love
Til we lose control
System overload
Screamin’ no, no, no, no, no

I’m not lovin' you
Way I wanted to
See I want to move
But can’t escape from you
So I keep it low
Keep a secret code
So everybody else don’t have to know

So keep your love locked down
Your love locked down
Keepin’ your love locked down
Your love locked down
Now keep your love locked down
Your love locked down
Now keep your love locked down
You lose

I’m not lovin’ you
Way I wanted to
I can’t keep my cool
So I keep it true
I got something to lose
So I gotta move
I can’t keep myself
And still keep you too

So I keep in mind
When I’m on my own
Somewhere far from home
In the danger zone
How many times did I tell you
‘fore it finally got through
You lose, you lose

I’m not lovin’ you
Way I wanted to
See I had to go
See I had to move
No more wasting time
You can’t wait for life
We’re just racing time
Where’s the finish line

So keep your love locked down
Your love locked down
Keepin’ your love locked down
Your love locked down
Now keep your love locked down
Your love locked down
Now keep your love locked down
You lose

I’m not lovin’ you
Way I wanted to
I bet no one knew
I got no one new
No, I said I’m through
But got love for you
But I’m not lovin’ you
Way I wanted to

Gotta keep it going
Keep the lovin’ going
Keep it on a roll
Only god knows
If I’ll be with you
Baby I’m confused
You choose, you choose

I’m not lovin’ you
Way I wanted to
Where I want to go
I don’t need you
I’ve been down this road
Too many times before
I’m not lovin’ you
Way I wanted to

So keep your love locked down
Your love locked down
Keepin’ your love locked down
Your love locked down
Now keep your love locked down
Your love locked down
Now keep your love locked down
You lose

You lose
You lose
You lose
You lose

(Kanye West)



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terça-feira, dezembro 23, 2008

25 Minutes To Go

Well they're building a gallows outside my cell
I've got 25 minutes to go
And the whole town's waitin' just to hear me yell
I've got 24 minutes to go
Well they gave me some beans for my last meal
I've got 23 minutes to go
But nobody asked me how I feel
I've got 22 minutes to go
Well I sent for the governor and the whole dern bunch
with 21 minutes to go
And I called up the mayor but he's out to lunch
I've got 20 more minutes to go
Then the sheriff said boy I gonna watch you die
got 19 minutes to go
So I laughed in his face and I spit in his eye
with 18 minutes to go
Now hear comes the preacher for to save my soul
with 13 minutes to go
And he's talking bout' burnin' but I'm so cold
12 more minutes to go
Now they're testin' the trap and it chills my spine
11 more minutes to go
And the trap and the rope aw they work just fine
10 more minutes to go
Well I'm waitin' for the pardon that'll set me free
with 9 more minutes to go
But this is ain't the movies so forget about me
8 more minutes to go
With my feet on the trap and my head in the noose
5 more minutes to go
Won't somebody come and cut me loose
with 4 more minutes to go
I can see the mountains I can see the skies
with 3 more minutes to go
And it's too dern pretty for a man that don't wanna die
2 more minutes to go
I can see the buzzards I can hear the crows
1 more minute to go
And now I'm swingin' and here I go-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o!

(Johnny Cash)




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segunda-feira, dezembro 22, 2008

Mr. Bojangles


I knew a man Bojangles
And he danced for you
In worn out shoes
With silver hair, a ragged shirt
And baggy pants, the old soft shoe
He jumped so high, he jumped so high
Then he lightly touched down

I met him in a cell in New Orleans
I was down and out
He looked at me to be the eyes of age
As he spoke right out
He talked of life, he talked of life
He laughed, slapped his leg a step

He said his name, Bojangles
And he danced a lick across the cell
He grabbed his pants
in fettered stance
Oh, he jumped up high
Then he clicked his heels
He let go a laugh, he let go a laugh
Shook back his clothes all around

Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles
Mr. Bojangles, dance!

He danced for those
At minstrel shows and county fairs
Throughout the south
He spoke with tears of 15 years
How his dog and him traveled about
His dog up and died, he up and died
After 20 years he still grieves

He said I dance now
At every chance in honky tonks
For drink and tips
But most of the time
I spend behind these county bars
Cause I drinks a bit

He shook his head
And as he shook his head
I heard someone ask him
Please, please

Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles
Mr. Bojangles, dance!

(Nina Simone)

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domingo, dezembro 21, 2008

Where Did You Sleep Last Night

My girl, my girl, don't lie to me
Tell me where did you sleep last night

In the pines, in the pines
Where the sun don't ever shine
I would shiver the whole night through

My girl, my girl, where will you go
I'm going where the cold wind blows
In the pines in the pines
where the sun don't ever shine
I would shiver the whole night through

My girl, my girl, don't lie to me
Tell me where did you sleep last night

In the pines in the pines
where the sun don't ever shine
I would shiver the whole night through

Her husband, was a hard working man
Just about a mile from here
His head was found in a driving wheel
But his body never was found

My girl, my girl, don't lie to me!
Tell me where did you sleep last night
In the pines in the pines
Where the sun don't ever shine
I would shiver the whole night through

(Leadbelly)



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quinta-feira, dezembro 18, 2008

Stolen Car

You walked into my house last night
I couldn't help but notice
A light that was long gone still burning strong
You were sitting
Your fingers like fuses
Your eyes were cinnamon

You said you stand for every known abuse
That was ever threatened to anyone but you
And why should I know better by now
When I'm old enough not to?

While every line speaks the language of love
It never held the meaning I was thinking of
And I can't decide over right or wrong
I guess sometimes you need the place where you belong

Some may sing the wrong words to the wrong melodies
It's little things like this that matter to me
Others feel that you should stand
For every known abuse to hand
And all the things that they could never see

You said you stood for every known abuse
That was ever promised to anyone like you
Don't you wish you knew better by now
When you're old enough not to?

When every line speaks the language of love
It never held the meaning I was thinking of
And I can't decide over right or wrong
You left the feeling that I just do not belong

(Do not belong, do not belong, do not belong)

One drink too many
And a joke gone too far
I see a face drive like a stolen car
Gets harder to hide
When you're hitching your ride
Harder to hide what you really saw

Oh yeah, you stand for every known abuse
That I've ever seen my way through
Don't I wish I knew better by now?
Well I think I'm starting to

When every line speaks the language of love
It never held the meaning I was thinking of
And I've lost the line between right or wrong
I just want to find the place where I belong

Why should you know better by now
When you're old enough not to?
I wish I knew better by now
When I'm old enough not to

(Beth Orton)



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terça-feira, dezembro 16, 2008

Don't Let It Bring You Down

Old man sitting by the side of the road
With the lorries rolling by,
Blue moon sinking from the weight of the load
And the building scrape the sky,
Cold wind ripping through the allay at dawn
And the morning paper flies,
Dead man lying by the side of the road
With the daylight in his eyes.

Don't let it bring you down
It's only castles burning,
Find someone who's turning
And you will come around.

Blind man running through the light of the night
With an answer in his hand,
Come on down to the river of sight
And you can really understand,
Red lights flashing through the window in the rain,
Can you hear the sirens moan?
White cane lying in a gutter in the lane,
If you're walking home alone.

Don't let it bring you down
It's only castles burning,
Just find someone who's turning
And you will come around.

Don't let it bring you down
It's only castles burning,
Just find someone who's turning
And you will come around.

(Neil Young)



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segunda-feira, dezembro 15, 2008

Across The Universe

Words are flowing out like endless rain into a paper cup
They slither while they pass, they slip away across the universe
Pools of sorrow, waves of joy are drifting through my open mind
Possessing and caressing me
Jai guru deva om

Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world

Images of broken light which dance before me like a million eyes
That call me on and on across the universe
Thoughts meander like a restless wind inside a letter box
They tumble blindly as they make their way across the universe
Jai guru deva om

Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world

Sounds of laughter shades of earth are ringing
Through my open ears inciting and inviting me
Limitless undying love which shines around me
Like a million suns, it calls me on and on across the universe
Jai guru deva om

Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world

Jai guru deva om, Jai guru deva om
Jai guru deva om, Jai guru deva om
Jai guru deva om

Jai guru deva om
Jai guru deva om

(Fiona Apple)





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quarta-feira, dezembro 10, 2008

Soundtrack to Mary


Easy places to get away to.
Easy limbs languid all around you.
All my time is
Dirt on your hands.
Fingers drifting
Down my spine now.

Fall,
Fall,
Fall,
Fall,
Fall,
Fall.

Soundtrack to Mary.

Many minds wandering from room to room.
Many trees slain just to write it to you.
Many rays blinding,
Almost drowning,
Keep this whole shine,
Locked in my room.

Throw back the noise, get another one.
Pour out the rum, I've been drunk enough.
I know the sound that you made and I
Can't seem to unremind myself.

I hope you feel better
later on.

(Soul Coughing)




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segunda-feira, dezembro 08, 2008

Vertigo


It'’s not that I fear the fall or crushing my bones
I fear the desire to heed the call of that unknown
You see the higher I climb the more I present myself
To the possibility of falling down

One more drink barman, one more round
Let us fill our heads brimful of philosophical sound
Did you know I seek awareness and a Christ like mind?
I seek to covet nothing, no, not even time
But the higher I climb, the more I present myself
To the possibility of falling down

(The Guggenheim Grotto)

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Love's a Game

Oh maybe I think, maybe I don’t
Maybe I will, maybe I won’t
Find my way this time
I hear you calling me soon

One of these days
Somebody stays and somebody pays
It happens all the time
I’ll be leaving, believing you wanted me to

Maybe I’m a fool
For walking in line
Maybe I should try to lead this time
I’m an honest mistake that you make
Did you mean to?
Did you mean
Did you mean

Love is just a game
Broken all the same
And I will get over you
Love is just a lie
Happens all the time
Swear I know this much is true

And they collared you up
And collared you down
And coloured you in
And I’ve been waiting so long
To take you home

And maybe I think, maybe I don’t
Maybe I will, maybe I won’t
Find my way tonight
But I hear you calling me soon

Maybe I’m a fool
For walking in line
Maybe I should try to lead this time
I’m an honest mistake that you make
Did you mean to?
Did you mean
Did you mean

Love is just a game
Broken all the same
And I will get over you
Love is just a lie
Happens all the time
Swear I know this much is true

Maybe I’m a fool
For walking in line
Maybe I should try to lead this time
I’m an honest mistake that you made
Did you mean to?
Did you mean
Did you mean

Love is just a game
Broken all the same
And I will get over you
Love is just a lie
Happens all the time
Swear I know this much is true

(The Magic Numbers)



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quarta-feira, dezembro 03, 2008

Janta

Eu quis te conhecer mas tenho que aceitar
Caberá ao nosso amor o eterno ou o não dá
Pode ser cruel a eternidade
Eu ando em frente por sentir vontade

Eu quis te convencer mas chega de insistir
Caberá ao nosso amor o que há de vir
Pode ser a eternidade má
Caminho em frente pra sentir saudade

Paper clips and crayons in my bed
Everybody thinks that i'm sad
I'll take a ride in melodies and bees and birds
Will hear my words
Will be both us and you and them together

Cause i can forget about myself, trying to be everybody else
I feel all right that we can go away
And please my day
I let you stay with me if you surrender

Eu quis te conhecer mas tenho que aceitar
(I can forget about myself trying to be everybody else)
Caberá ao nosso amor o eterno ou o não dá
(I feel all right that we can go away)
Pode ser a eternidade má
(And please my day)
Eu ando sempre pra sentir vontade.
(I'll let you stay with me if you surrender)

(Marcelo Camelo & Mallu Magalhães)



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terça-feira, dezembro 02, 2008

Red Blooms


When the fists of winter fly
Driving bones into the snow
Blackened frostbitten nights
Vodka running dry

The statues cloaked in white
Migrants from museums
Losing all the feeling now that
Sunrise is outlawed

Strangers plant themselves
Down in the cold hard ground
Later when the harvest thaws
Snow drops will be in bloom

Crossed out on city maps
Prospekt Mira reveals
Shadows drinking antifreeze
'Neath the underpass

Ordered once a gulag's march
Now cities send the call
Falling from the rooftops fast
And frozen against the wall

Where strangers plant themselves
Dead souls of the underground
When February thaws
Snow drops will be in bloom again

Bloom again, bloom again
Bloom again, bloom again
Red blooms, red blooms

(Calexico)

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Tom Waits