quinta-feira, 26 de março de 2009

A letra faz todo o sentido.

Twentysomething - Jamie Cullum

After years of expensive education,
a car full of books and anticipation,
I’m an expert on Shakespeare and that’s a hell of a lot
but the world don't need scholars as much as I thought.

Maybe I'll go travelling for a year,
finding myself or start a career.
I could work for the poor though I’m hungry for fame
we all seem so different but we're just the same.

Maybe I'll go to the gym, so I don't get fat,
aren't things more easy with a tight six pack?
Who knows the answers? Who do you trust?
I can't even separate love from lust.

Maybe I’ll move back home and pay off my loans,
working nine to five answering phones.
Don't make me live for my friday nights,
drinking eight pints and getting in fights.

I don't want to get up, just let me lie in,
leave me alone, I'm a twenty something.

Maybe I'll just fall in love that could solve it all,
philosophers say that that’s enough,
there surely must be more. Ooooh

Love ain’t the answer nor is work,
the truth eludes me so much it hurts.
But I’m still having fun and I guess that's the key,
I'm a twenty something and I'll keep being me.

doh dah duh dah, do duh dah dah dah
doh dah duh dah, do duh dah dah dah
doh dah duh dah, do duh dah dah dah
doh dah duh dah, do duh dah dah dah

I’m a twenty something.
Let me lie in, Leave me alone.
I’m a twenty something.

doh dah duh dah, do duh dah dah dah
doh dah duh dah, do duh dah dah dah
doh dah duh dah, do duh dah dah dah
doh dah duh dah, do duh dah dah dah

terça-feira, 24 de março de 2009

Simplesmente brilhante.
Porto? Eu fui :)

The Dynamo of Volition - Jason Mraz

I got the dynamo of volition the po-po-position automatic transmission with low-ow emissions. I'm a brand new addition to the old edition with the love unconditional.

And I'm a drama abolitionist damn no opposition to my proposition half of a man half magician half a politician holdin' the mic like ammunition and my vision is as simple as light.

Ain't no reason we should be in a fight no demolition get to vote, get to say what you like procreation compositions already written by itself. Singin' heck is for the people not believin' in gosh.

(Chorus)
Good job, get 'em up way high gimmie gimmie that high five
Good times, get 'em way down low gimmie gimmie that low dough
Good god, bring 'em back again, gimmie gimmie that high ten

You're the best definition of good intention.


I do not answer a call if I do not know who is calling
I guess the whole point of it all is that we never know really
I'm tryin' to keep with the Jones's while waiting for guns and the roses to finish what we all suppose is gonna be shit so silly
Ooh, that shit so silly
bap bap bap bap bap bap so silly

Oh, fist knock bumpin' and wrist lock, twistin' up a rizla, Kid Icarus on the transistor, Nintendo givin' me the blister, girl bend over take it in the kisser

Best friends are hittin' on my sister, try to tell 'em that they still a wish-a, 'cause she already got herself a mister and besides that's gross don't wanna diss her. Now di-di-di-di-didn't I say?

(Chorus)
Good job, get 'em up way high gimmie gimmie that high five
Good times, get 'em way down low gimmie gimmie that low dough
Good god, bring 'em back again, gimmie gimmie that high ten

You're the best definition of good vs. evil

I do not keep up with statistics I do not sleep without a mistress
I do not eat unless it's fixed with some kind of sweet like a licorice
My home is deep inside the mystics I'm known to keep diggin' on existence
I'm holdin' in the heat like a fish stick, my phone it beeps because I missed it

I do not answer the call if I do not know who is calling
Makin' no sense of it all say can I get a witness?
I'm only a boy in a story, just a hallucinatory trippin' on nothin' there is livin' in the wilderness
With a tiger spot on my back, livin' life of a cat
I just wanna relax here and write another rap tune
Drivin' off on a blind man's bike
I can say just what I like or nothin' can stop you

Good job, get 'em up way high gimmie gimmie that high five
Good times, get 'em way down low gimmie gimmie that low dough
Good god, bring 'em back again, gimmie gimmie that high ten

You're the best definition of good intentions.
...

quinta-feira, 19 de março de 2009

Não sei porquê, mas adoro esta música. Um hino à maluquice :p

Vampire - Antsy Pants

I am a vampire
I am a vampire
I am a vampire
I am a vampire
I am a vampire
vampire
I am a vampire
I have lost my fangs

I am a vampire
I am a vampire
I am a vampire
I have lost my fangs

So I'm sad and I feel lonely
So I cry and I'm very angry
And I eat some garlic
So I'm no more satanic yeah yeah

I am a vampire and I'm walking (or looking) in the city
But the pretty girls don't look at me, don't look at me
Cos' I don't have my fangs, Cos' I have lost my fangs

I am a vampire
I am a vampire
I have lost my mouth organ

I am a vampire
I am a vampire
I have lost my mouth organ

Si I get bored and I shout
So I eat pop corn and I put on weight
And I sing but my voice is breaking
And I want to play the guitar
But my guitar is out of tune

I am a vampire and I'm walking in the city
But the musicals don't play with me, don't play with me
Cos' I don't have my mouth organ
Cos' I have lost my mouth organ.

Estranhamente brilhante :p

Loose Lips - Kimya Dawson

Loose lips might sink ships but loose kisses take trips
to San Francisco, double dutch disco,
tech. TV hottie, do it for scottie
do it for the living and do it for the dead
do it for the monsters under your bed
do it for the teenagers and do it for your mom
broken hearts hurt but they make us strong and

[we won't stop until somebody calls the cops
and even then we'll start again and just pretend that
nothing ever happened X 2]

we're just dancing, we're just hugging,
singing, screaming, kissing, tugging
on the sleeve of how it used to be
how's it gonna be?
I'll drop kick Russell Stover, move into the starting over house
and know Matt Rouse and Jest are watching me achieve my dreams

and we'll pray, all damn day, every day,
that all this shit our president has got us in will go away
while we strive to figure out a way we can survive
these trying times without losing our minds

so if you wanna burn yourself
remember that I love you
if you wanna cut yourself
remember that I love you
if you wanna kill yourself
remember that I love you
call me up before your dead, we can make some plans instead
send me an IM, I'll be your friend

shysters live from scheme to scheme and my 4th quarter pipe dreams
are seeming more and more worth fighting for
so I'll curate some situations, make my job a big vacation
and I'll say fuck Bush and fuck this war
my war paint is Sharpie ink and I'll show you how much my shit stinks
and ask you what you think because your thoughts and words are powerful

they think we're disposable? well both my thumbs opposable!
spelled out on a double word and triple letter score and

[we won't stop until somebody calls the cops
and even then we'll start again and just pretend that
nothing ever happened X 4]

we're just dancing, we're just hugging,
singing, screaming, kissing, tugging
on the sleeve of how it used to be

sábado, 14 de março de 2009

Track 535 - Come on baby...

A esta hora não sei muito bem o que escrever sobre isto, por isso vou deixar-me de tretas e deixar os senhores fazerem a cena deles, está bem?

Light my fire - The Doors

You know that it would be untrue
You know that I would be a liar
If I was to say to you
Girl, we couldn't get much higher
Come on baby, light my fire
Come on baby, light my fire
Try to set the night on fire

The time to hesitate is through
No time to wallow in the mire
Try now we can only lose
And our love become a funeral pyre
Come on baby, light my fire
Come on baby, light my fire
Try to set the night on fire, yeah

The time to hesitate is through
No time to wallow in the mire
Try now we can only lose
And our love become a funeral pyre
Come on baby, light my fire
Come on baby, light my fire
Try to set the night on fire, yeah

You know that it would be untrue
You know that I would be a liar
If I was to say to you
Girl, we couldn't get much higher
Come on baby, light my fire
Come on baby, light my fire
Try to set the night on fire
Try to set the night on fire
Try to set the night on fire
Try to set the night on fire

quarta-feira, 4 de março de 2009

Quem me dera escrever como ele...

"Se queres ver o Mundo inteiro à tua altura,
tens de olhar para fora sem esqueceres que dentro é que é o teu lugar"

Na terra dos Sonhos - Jorge Palma

Andava eu sem ter onde cair vivo
Fui procurar abrigo nas frases estudadas do senhor doutor
Ai de mim não era nada daquilo que eu queria
Ninguém se compreendia e eu vi que a coisa ia de mal a pior

Na terra dos sonhos, podes ser quem tu és, ninguém te leva a mal
Na terra dos sonhos toda a gente trata a gente toda por igual
Na terra dos sonhos não há pó nas entrelinhas, ninguém se pode enganar
Abre bem os olhos, escuta bem o coração, se é que queres ir para lá morar

Andava eu sozinho a tremer de frio
Fui procurar calor e ternura nos braços de uma mulher
Mas esqueci-me de lhe dar também um pouco de atenção
E a minha solidão não me largou da mão nem um minuto sequer

Na terra dos sonhos, podes ser quem tu és, ninguém te leva a mal
Na terra dos sonhos toda a gente trata a gente toda por igual
Na terra dos sonhos não há pó nas entrelinhas, ninguém se pode enganar
Abre bem os olhos, escuta bem o coração, se é que queres ir para lá morar

Se queres ver o Mundo inteiro à tua altura
Tens de olhar para fora, sem esqueceres que dentro é que é o teu lugar
E se às duas por três vires que perdeste o balanço
Não penses em descanso, está ao teu alcance, tens de o reencontrar

Na terra dos sonhos, podes ser quem tu és, ninguém te leva a mal
Na terra dos sonhos toda a gente trata a gente toda por igual
Na terra dos sonhos não há pó nas entrelinhas, ninguém se pode enganar
Abre bem os olhos, escuta bem o coração, se é que queres ir para lá morar

terça-feira, 3 de março de 2009

Track 533 - Bless your heart girl

Exactamente o que precisava ouvir.

Parallel Universe - Red Hot Chili Peppers

Deep inside of a parallel universe
It's getting harder and harder
To tell what came first
Under water where thoughts can breathe easily
Far away you were made in a sea
Just like me

Christ I'm a sidewinder I'm a
California king
I swear its everywhere
Its everything

Staring straight up into the sky
Oh my my a solar system that fits
In your eye
Microcosm

You could die but your never dead
spider web
Take a look at the stars in
Your head fields of space kid

Christ I'm a sidewinder I'm a
California king
I swear it's everywhere
It's everything

Psychic changes are born in your heart
entertain
A nervous breakthrough that makes us the same
Bless your heart girl

Kill the pressure its raining on
Salty cheeks
When you hear the beloved song
I am with you

Christ I'm a sidewinder I'm a
California king
I swear it's everywhere
It's everything

domingo, 1 de março de 2009

Fevereiro - Resumo