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type='text'>Agosto - resumo</title><content type='html'>Estas são as músicas que foram aqui publicadas no mês de Agosto:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/08/track-571-caught-between-devil-and-deep.html"&gt;Spaceman - The Killers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/08/track-572-gravity-always-wins.html"&gt;Fake plastic trees - Radiohead&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/08/track-573-you-could-cause-you-can-so.html"&gt;Nine in the afternoon - Panic At The Disco&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/08/track-574-cold-heart-ish.html"&gt;Buried alive by love - HIM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209407818741301450-3516136980405118113?l=mad-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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like I've been buried alive by love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I should die before I wake&lt;br /&gt;Pray no one my soul to take&lt;br /&gt;And if I wake before I die&lt;br /&gt;Rescue me with your smile... yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kiss of vanity blessed me with a spiritual murder&lt;br /&gt;Fed the gods of war insatiable&lt;br /&gt;Your home is where the dark is&lt;br /&gt;I should have told her&lt;br /&gt;Embrace the fire indestructible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To die is to know that you're alive&lt;br /&gt;And my river of blood won't run dry&lt;br /&gt;I never wanted to lose you, no&lt;br /&gt;But a cold heart is a dead heart&lt;br /&gt;And it feels like I've been buried alive by love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I should die before I wake&lt;br /&gt;Pray no one my soul to take&lt;br /&gt;And if I wake before I die&lt;br /&gt;Rescue me with your smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh they say&lt;br /&gt;To cry is to know that you're alive&lt;br /&gt;But my river of tears has run dry&lt;br /&gt;I never wanted to fool you, no&lt;br /&gt;But a cold heart is a dead heart&lt;br /&gt;And a deserted soul is gone&lt;br /&gt;A cold heart is a dead heart&lt;br /&gt;And it feels like I've been buried alive by love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I should die before I wake&lt;br /&gt;Pray no one my soul to take&lt;br /&gt;And if I wake before I die&lt;br /&gt;Rescue me with your smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I should die before I wake&lt;br /&gt;Pray no one my soul to take&lt;br /&gt;And if I wake before I die&lt;br /&gt;Rescue me with your smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been buried alive by love&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been buried alive by love&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been buried alive by love... yeah&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been buried alive by love&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been buried alive by love&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been buried alive by love... yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" 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573 - you could 'cause you can so you do</title><content type='html'>Bah, não me apetece dizer nada sobre esta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Nine in the afternoon - Panic At The Disco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the street where we began&lt;br /&gt;Feeling as good as love, you could, you can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Into a place, where thoughts can bloom&lt;br /&gt;Into a room where it's nine in the afternoon&lt;br /&gt;And we know that it could be&lt;br /&gt;And we know that it should&lt;br /&gt;And you know that you feel it too&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it's nine in the afternoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your eyes are the size of the moon&lt;br /&gt;You could 'cause you can so you do&lt;br /&gt;We're feeling so good&lt;br /&gt;just the way that we do&lt;br /&gt;When it's nine in the afternoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your eyes are the size of the moon&lt;br /&gt;You could 'cause you can so you do&lt;br /&gt;We're feeling so good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the street&lt;br /&gt;Down to our feet&lt;br /&gt;Losing the feeling of feeling unique&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what I mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the place, hey&lt;br /&gt;Where we used to say&lt;br /&gt;Man it feels good to feel this way&lt;br /&gt;Now I know what I mean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the street, back to the place,&lt;br /&gt;Back to the room where it all began&lt;br /&gt;Back to the street, back to the place,&lt;br /&gt;Back to the room where it all began&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it's nine in the afternoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your eyes are the size of the moon&lt;br /&gt;You could 'cause you can so you do&lt;br /&gt;We're feeling so good&lt;br /&gt;Just the way that we do&lt;br /&gt;When it's nine in the afternoon&lt;br /&gt;[x3]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FaZPe9Kl7n8&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/4380789198351741715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/4380789198351741715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/08/track-573-you-could-cause-you-can-so.html' title='Track 573 - you could &apos;cause you can so you do'/><author><name>JK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252447245745283530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-6991468557305777434</id><published>2009-08-13T06:01:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T06:04:28.343+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Radiohead'/><title type='text'>Track 572 - ... gravity always wins</title><content type='html'>...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Fake plastic trees - Radiohead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her green plastic watering can&lt;br /&gt;For her fake Chinese rubber plant&lt;br /&gt;In the fake plastic earth.&lt;br /&gt;That she bought from a rubber man&lt;br /&gt;In a town full of rubber plans&lt;br /&gt;To get rid of itself.&lt;br /&gt;It wears her out, it wears her out&lt;br /&gt;It wears her out, it wears her out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She lives with a broken man&lt;br /&gt;A cracked polystyrene man&lt;br /&gt;Who just crumbles and burns.&lt;br /&gt;He used to do surgery&lt;br /&gt;For girls in the eighties&lt;br /&gt;But gravity always wins.&lt;br /&gt;And it wears him out, it wears him out.&lt;br /&gt;It wears him out, it wears . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She looks like the real thing&lt;br /&gt;She tastes like the real thing&lt;br /&gt;My fake plastic love.&lt;br /&gt;But I can't help the feeling&lt;br /&gt;I could blow through the ceiling&lt;br /&gt;If I just turn and run.&lt;br /&gt;And it wears me out, it wears me out.&lt;br /&gt;It wears me out, it wears me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if I could be who you wanted&lt;br /&gt;If I could be who you wanted&lt;br /&gt;All the time, all the time.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TBRdet5Ehyo&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TBRdet5Ehyo&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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wins'/><author><name>JK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252447245745283530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-7137080749860933136</id><published>2009-08-12T18:35:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T18:40:34.584+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Killers'/><title type='text'>Track 571 - ...caught between the devil and the deep blue sea</title><content type='html'>É um daqueles dias em que acordo com uma música na cabeça...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Spaceman - The Killers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started with a low light&lt;br /&gt;Next thing I knew they ripped me from my bed&lt;br /&gt;And then they took my blood type&lt;br /&gt;It left a strange impression in my head&lt;br /&gt;You know that I was hoping&lt;br /&gt;That I could leave this starcrossed world behind&lt;br /&gt;But when they cut me open&lt;br /&gt;I guess I changed my mind&lt;br /&gt;And you know I might&lt;br /&gt;Have just flown too far from the floor this time&lt;br /&gt;Cause they calling me by my name&lt;br /&gt;And the zipping white light beams&lt;br /&gt;Disregarding the bombs and satellites&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was the turning point&lt;br /&gt;That was one lonely night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The starmaker says it ain't so bad&lt;br /&gt;The dreammaker's gonna make you mad&lt;br /&gt;The spaceman says everybody look down!&lt;br /&gt;It's all in your mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm back at home and&lt;br /&gt;I’m looking forward to this life I live&lt;br /&gt;You know it's going to haunt me&lt;br /&gt;So hesitation to this life I give&lt;br /&gt;You think you might cross over&lt;br /&gt;You're caught between the devil and the deep blue sea&lt;br /&gt;You better look it over&lt;br /&gt;Before you make that leap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know I'm fine, but I hear those voices at night&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, they justify my claim&lt;br /&gt;And the public don’t dwell on my transmission&lt;br /&gt;Cause It wasn’t televised&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was the turning point&lt;br /&gt;O what a lonely night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The starmaker says it ain't so bad&lt;br /&gt;The dreammaker's gonna make you mad&lt;br /&gt;The spaceman says everybody look down!&lt;br /&gt;It's all in your mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The starmaker says it ain't so bad&lt;br /&gt;The dreammakers's gonna make you mad&lt;br /&gt;The spaceman says everybody look down!&lt;br /&gt;It's all in your mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My global position systems are vocally addressed&lt;br /&gt;They said the nile used to run from east to west&lt;br /&gt;They said the nile used to run… from east to west&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm fine,&lt;br /&gt;but I hear those voices at night&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The starmaker says it ain't so bad&lt;br /&gt;The dreammaker's gonna make you mad&lt;br /&gt;The spaceman says everybody look down!&lt;br /&gt;It's all in your mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The starmaker says it ain't so bad&lt;br /&gt;The dreammaker's gonna make you mad&lt;br /&gt;The spaceman says everybody look down!&lt;br /&gt;It's all in your mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all in my mind&lt;br /&gt;It's all in my mind&lt;br /&gt;It's all in my mind&lt;br /&gt;It's all in my mind&lt;br /&gt;It's all in my mind&lt;br /&gt;It's all in my... mind &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VgNUHGcav5M&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VgNUHGcav5M&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209407818741301450-7137080749860933136?l=mad-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/feeds/7137080749860933136/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6209407818741301450&amp;postID=7137080749860933136&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/7137080749860933136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/7137080749860933136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/08/track-571-caught-between-devil-and-deep.html' title='Track 571 - ...caught between the devil and the deep blue sea'/><author><name>JK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252447245745283530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-2611090383757662508</id><published>2009-08-01T18:18:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T18:25:21.363+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Julho'/><title type='text'>Julho - resumo</title><content type='html'>Estas são as músicas que foram aqui publicadas no mês de Julho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/07/track-564-please-forget-to-fall-down.html"&gt;Northern downpour - Panic at the disco&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/07/track-565-memories-grow-older-as-people.html"&gt;Sweet 16 - Billy Idol&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/07/track-566-instrumental.html"&gt;"Prelúdio" de "Concerto para Violoncelo No.1 em Sol maior" (de Johann Sebastian Bach) - Sting ft. Alessandra Ferri&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/07/track-567-cant-find-better-man.html"&gt;Better man - Pearl Jam&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/07/track-568-got-myself-five-mile-smile.html"&gt;Feels just like it should - Jamiroquai&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/07/track-569-see-you-in-heaven-if.html"&gt;Man on the moon - R.E.M.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/07/track-570-making-sure-to-laugh.html"&gt;Summer Romance (Anti-Gravity) - Incubus&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209407818741301450-2611090383757662508?l=mad-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/feeds/2611090383757662508/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6209407818741301450&amp;postID=2611090383757662508&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/2611090383757662508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/2611090383757662508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/08/julho-resumo.html' title='Julho - resumo'/><author><name>JK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252447245745283530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-6440002075649483172</id><published>2009-07-21T20:24:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T23:39:11.111+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Incubus'/><title type='text'>Track 570 - making sure to laugh</title><content type='html'>So true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Summer Romance (Anti-Gravity) - Incubus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm home alone tonight&lt;br /&gt;full moon illuminates my room&lt;br /&gt;and sends my mind aflight&lt;br /&gt;I think I was dreaming of some thoughts&lt;br /&gt;that were seemingly possible.....with you&lt;br /&gt;so I call you on the tin can phone&lt;br /&gt;we rendezvous at quarter-to&lt;br /&gt;and make sure we're alone&lt;br /&gt;I think I have found a way for you and I to finally fly free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we get there, we're gonna go fly so far away&lt;br /&gt;making sure to laugh&lt;br /&gt;while we experience anti-gravity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anti-gravity (x2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for years, I kept it to myself&lt;br /&gt;now potentialities are bound&lt;br /&gt;and living under my shelf&lt;br /&gt;simply choose your destination&lt;br /&gt;from the diamond canopy&lt;br /&gt;and we'll be there&lt;br /&gt;so I call you on the tin can phone&lt;br /&gt;we rendezvous at a quarter-to&lt;br /&gt;and make sure we're alone&lt;br /&gt;I think I've found the way for you and I to finally be free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we get there, we're gonna go fly so far away&lt;br /&gt;making sure to laugh&lt;br /&gt;while we experience anti-gravity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anti-gravity (x2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anti-gravity (x2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/M_d16gPukVs&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/M_d16gPukVs&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209407818741301450-6440002075649483172?l=mad-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/feeds/6440002075649483172/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6209407818741301450&amp;postID=6440002075649483172&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/6440002075649483172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/6440002075649483172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/07/track-570-making-sure-to-laugh.html' title='Track 570 - making sure to laugh'/><author><name>JK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252447245745283530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-152824991215738269</id><published>2009-07-21T20:02:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T20:11:24.983+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='R.E.M.'/><title type='text'>Track 569 - See you in heaven if...</title><content type='html'>Esta era previsível...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Man on the moon - R.E.M.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mott the Hoople and the Game of Life. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Andy Kaufman in the wrestling match. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Monopoly, twenty one, checkers, and chess. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Mister Fred Blassie in a breakfast mess. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Let's play Twister, let's play Risk. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;See you in heaven if you make the list. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Andy, did you hear about this one? Tell me, are you locked in the punch?&lt;br /&gt;Hey Andy, are you goofing on Elvis? Hey baby, are we losing touch?&lt;br /&gt;If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon&lt;br /&gt;If you believe there's nothing up my sleeve, then nothing is cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moses went walking with the staff of wood. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Newton got beaned by the apple good. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Egypt was troubled by the horrible asp. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Mister Charles Darwin had the gall to ask. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Andy, did you hear about this one? Tell me, are you locked in the punch?&lt;br /&gt;Hey Andy, are you goofing on Elvis? Hey baby, are you having fun?&lt;br /&gt;If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon&lt;br /&gt;If you believe there's nothing up my sleeve, then nothing is cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a little agit for the never-believer. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Here's a little ghost for the offering. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Here's a truck stop instead of Saint Peter's. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Mister Andy Kaufman's gone wrestling (wrestling bears). Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Andy, did you hear about this one? Tell me, are you locked in the punch?&lt;br /&gt;Hey Andy, are you goofing on Elvis? Hey baby, are we losing touch?&lt;br /&gt;If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon&lt;br /&gt;If you believe there's nothing up my sleeve, then nothing is cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon&lt;br /&gt;If you believe there's nothing up my sleeve, then nothing is cool&lt;br /&gt;If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon&lt;br /&gt;If you believe there's nothing up my sleeve, then nothing is cool&lt;br /&gt;If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon&lt;br /&gt;If you believe there's nothing up my sleeve, then nothing is cool &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/h5Mv0h_nO7A&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/h5Mv0h_nO7A&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209407818741301450-152824991215738269?l=mad-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/feeds/152824991215738269/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6209407818741301450&amp;postID=152824991215738269&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/152824991215738269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/152824991215738269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/07/track-569-see-you-in-heaven-if.html' title='Track 569 - See you in heaven if...'/><author><name>JK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252447245745283530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-3216642651285147884</id><published>2009-07-10T04:26:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T04:34:37.733+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jamiroquai'/><title type='text'>Track 568 - got myself a five mile smile</title><content type='html'>Muito bom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Feels just like it should - Jamiroquai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm coming down to see ya,&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking for fast and cheap,&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking for the back of the streets,&lt;br /&gt;(Yeah-ow)&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna get experience,&lt;br /&gt;I came to see the candy man,&lt;br /&gt;To turn it up and drown,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feels just like it should,&lt;br /&gt;(Yeah-ow)&lt;br /&gt;Feels just like it should,&lt;br /&gt;(Yeah-ow)&lt;br /&gt;Feels just like it should,&lt;br /&gt;(I'm gonna get experience)&lt;br /&gt;(Yeah-ow)&lt;br /&gt;Feels just like it should,&lt;br /&gt;Turn it up and drown,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going on a laser beam,&lt;br /&gt;To shoot some cherries down&lt;br /&gt;I took a little free agent&lt;br /&gt;I've got myself a five mile smile&lt;br /&gt;so baby for the first time,&lt;br /&gt;I need a little sugar 'n' spice,&lt;br /&gt;(Yeah-ow)&lt;br /&gt;I wanna see the city lights,&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna find a lover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feels just like it should,&lt;br /&gt;(Yeah-ow)&lt;br /&gt;Feels just like it should,&lt;br /&gt;(Yeah-ow)&lt;br /&gt;Feels just like it should,&lt;br /&gt;(Yeah-ow)&lt;br /&gt;Feels just like it should,&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking for fast and cheap,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feels just like it should,&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking for the back of the streets,&lt;br /&gt;(Yeah-ow)&lt;br /&gt;Feels just like it should,&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna get experience,&lt;br /&gt;(Yeah-ow)&lt;br /&gt;Feels just like it should,&lt;br /&gt;I'm here to see the candy man,&lt;br /&gt;(Yeah-ow)&lt;br /&gt;Feels just like it should,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sugar-spice, I'm on the phone,&lt;br /&gt;I'm outside,&lt;br /&gt;In a mean little street from the back town,&lt;br /&gt;I want you,&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna lick you up and down,&lt;br /&gt;Feels good,&lt;br /&gt;She said it would feel that good,&lt;br /&gt;and it does,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Yeah-ow)&lt;br /&gt;(Yeah-ow)&lt;br /&gt;and it feels, it feels, it feels,&lt;br /&gt;and it feels, it feels, it feels,&lt;br /&gt;and it feels, it feels, it feels,&lt;br /&gt;just like you,&lt;br /&gt;just like you said it would,&lt;br /&gt;(Yeah-ow)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feels just like it should,&lt;br /&gt;(Yeah-ow)&lt;br /&gt;Feels just like it should,&lt;br /&gt;I'm coming down tonight to taste y'all,&lt;br /&gt;Sugar-spice, I want you, a sexy girl,&lt;br /&gt;slips in, it feels good,&lt;br /&gt;(I love it when you tell me)&lt;br /&gt;Feels just like it should &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AedMHr2ug_4&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AedMHr2ug_4&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209407818741301450-3216642651285147884?l=mad-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/feeds/3216642651285147884/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6209407818741301450&amp;postID=3216642651285147884&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/3216642651285147884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/3216642651285147884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/07/track-568-got-myself-five-mile-smile.html' title='Track 568 - got myself a five mile smile'/><author><name>JK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252447245745283530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-4926335004755507000</id><published>2009-07-09T22:57:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T23:36:34.585+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pearl Jam'/><title type='text'>Track 567 - can't find a better man</title><content type='html'>Este homem é um senhor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Better man - Pearl Jam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waitin', watchin' the clock, its four o'clock, it's got to stop&lt;br /&gt;Tell him, take no more, she practices her speech&lt;br /&gt;As he opens the door, she rolls over...&lt;br /&gt;Pretends to sleep as he looks her over&lt;br /&gt;She lies and says shes in love with him, can't find a better man...&lt;br /&gt;She dreams in color, she dreams in red, can't find a better man...&lt;br /&gt;Can't find a better man (2x)&lt;br /&gt;Ohh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talkin' to herself, there's no one else who needs to know...&lt;br /&gt;She tells herself, oh...&lt;br /&gt;Memories back when she was bold and strong&lt;br /&gt;And waiting for the world to come along...&lt;br /&gt;Swears she knew it, now she swears he's gone&lt;br /&gt;She lies and says she's in love with him, can't find a better man...&lt;br /&gt;She dreams in color, she dreams in red, can't find a better man...&lt;br /&gt;She lies and says she still loves him, can't find a better man...&lt;br /&gt;She dreams in color, she dreams in red, can't find a better man...&lt;br /&gt;Can't find a better man (2x)&lt;br /&gt;Yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loved him, yeah...she dont want to leave this way&lt;br /&gt;She feeds him, yeah...thats why she'll be back again&lt;br /&gt;Can't find a better man (3x)&lt;br /&gt;Can't find a better...man...&lt;br /&gt;Ohh...ohh...&lt;br /&gt;Uh huh... (5x)&lt;br /&gt;Ohh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/goiWcak1FXg&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/goiWcak1FXg&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209407818741301450-4926335004755507000?l=mad-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/feeds/4926335004755507000/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6209407818741301450&amp;postID=4926335004755507000&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/4926335004755507000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/4926335004755507000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/07/track-567-cant-find-better-man.html' title='Track 567 - can&apos;t find a better man'/><author><name>JK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252447245745283530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-7804506115924384421</id><published>2009-07-09T05:44:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T05:48:15.918+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sting'/><title type='text'>Track 566 - instrumental</title><content type='html'>Os dois são simplesmente fenomenais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Prelúdio" de "Concerto para Violoncelo No.1 em Sol maior" (de Johann Sebastian Bach) - Sting ft. Alessandra Ferri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UGufiv5PB2A&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UGufiv5PB2A&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209407818741301450-7804506115924384421?l=mad-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/feeds/7804506115924384421/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6209407818741301450&amp;postID=7804506115924384421&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/7804506115924384421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/7804506115924384421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/07/track-566-instrumental.html' title='Track 566 - instrumental'/><author><name>JK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252447245745283530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-7808260097672871529</id><published>2009-07-09T05:33:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T05:40:35.167+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Billy Idol'/><title type='text'>Track 565 - memories grow older as people can</title><content type='html'>Este álbum (VH1 Storytellers) é um dos melhores, na minha opinião. A letra é algo diferente no vídeo. A atitude dele está toda lá.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Sweet 16 - Billy Idol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll do anything&lt;br /&gt;For my sweet sixteen,&lt;br /&gt;And I'll do anything&lt;br /&gt;For little run away child&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gave my heart an engagement ring.&lt;br /&gt;She took ev'rything.&lt;br /&gt;Ev'rything I gave her,&lt;br /&gt;Oh sweet sixteen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Built a moon&lt;br /&gt;For a rocking chair.&lt;br /&gt;I never guessed it would&lt;br /&gt;Rock her far from here&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, oh, oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone's built a candy castle&lt;br /&gt;For my sweet sixteen.&lt;br /&gt;Someone's built a candy brain&lt;br /&gt;And filled it in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'll do anything&lt;br /&gt;For my sweet sixteen&lt;br /&gt;Oh I'll do anything&lt;br /&gt;For little runaway child&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, memories will burn you.&lt;br /&gt;Memories grow older as people can&lt;br /&gt;They just get colder&lt;br /&gt;Like sweet sixteen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I see it's clear&lt;br /&gt;Baby, that you are&lt;br /&gt;All through here&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, oh, oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone's built a candy castle&lt;br /&gt;For my sweet sixteen,&lt;br /&gt;Someone's built a candy house&lt;br /&gt;To house her in.&lt;br /&gt;Someone's built a candy castle&lt;br /&gt;For my sweet sixteen.&lt;br /&gt;Someone's built a candy brain&lt;br /&gt;And filled it in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I do anything&lt;br /&gt;For my sweet sixteen&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I do anything&lt;br /&gt;For little run away girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, sad and lonely and blue.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, gettin' over you.&lt;br /&gt;How, how do you think it feels&lt;br /&gt;Yeah to get up in the morning, get over you.&lt;br /&gt;Up in the morning, get over you.&lt;br /&gt;Wipe away the tears, get over you,&lt;br /&gt;get over, get over...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sweet sixteen&lt;br /&gt;Oh runaway child&lt;br /&gt;Oh sweet sixteen&lt;br /&gt;Little runaway girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gave my heart an engagement ring&lt;br /&gt;She left everything&lt;br /&gt;Everything I gave her&lt;br /&gt;Sweet sixteen&lt;br /&gt;Built a moon&lt;br /&gt;For a rocking chair,&lt;br /&gt;Never guessed it would&lt;br /&gt;Rock her far from here&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone's built a candy castle&lt;br /&gt;For my sweet sixteen.&lt;br /&gt;Someone's built a candy house&lt;br /&gt;To house her in.&lt;br /&gt;Someone's built a candy castle&lt;br /&gt;For my sweet sixteen&lt;br /&gt;Someone's built a candy house&lt;br /&gt;To house her in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'll do anything&lt;br /&gt;For my sweet sixteen&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I'll do anything&lt;br /&gt;For little runaway child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do anything&lt;br /&gt;For my sweet sixteen&lt;br /&gt;I'll do anything&lt;br /&gt;For little runaway girl&lt;br /&gt;Little runaway girl&lt;br /&gt;Oh sweet sixteen&lt;br /&gt;Oh sweet sixteen&lt;br /&gt;Oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0EsN9BUHOKI&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0EsN9BUHOKI&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209407818741301450-7808260097672871529?l=mad-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/feeds/7808260097672871529/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6209407818741301450&amp;postID=7808260097672871529&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/7808260097672871529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/7808260097672871529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/07/track-565-memories-grow-older-as-people.html' title='Track 565 - memories grow older as people can'/><author><name>JK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252447245745283530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-4261050819319906418</id><published>2009-07-02T05:46:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T05:49:41.404+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Panic At The Disco'/><title type='text'>Track 564 - ...please forget to fall down</title><content type='html'>Não me sai da cabeça.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Northern downpour - Panic at the disco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If all our life is but a dream&lt;br /&gt;Fantastic posing greed&lt;br /&gt;Then we should feed our jewelry to the sea&lt;br /&gt;For diamonds do appear to be&lt;br /&gt;Just like broken glass to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then she said she can't believe&lt;br /&gt;Genius only comes along&lt;br /&gt;In storms of fabled foreign tongues&lt;br /&gt;Tripping eyes, and flooded lungs&lt;br /&gt;Northern downpour sends its love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey moon, please forget to fall down&lt;br /&gt;Hey moon, don't you go down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sugarcane in the easy mornin'&lt;br /&gt;Weathervanes my one and lonely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ink is running toward the page&lt;br /&gt;It's chasin' off the days&lt;br /&gt;Look back at boat feet&lt;br /&gt;And that winding knee&lt;br /&gt;I missed your skin when you were east&lt;br /&gt;You clicked your heels and wished for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through playful lips made of yarn&lt;br /&gt;That fragile Capricorn&lt;br /&gt;Unraveled words like moths upon old scarves&lt;br /&gt;I know the world's a broken bone&lt;br /&gt;But melt your headaches, call it home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey moon, please forget to fall down&lt;br /&gt;Hey moon, don't you go down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sugarcane in the easy mornin'&lt;br /&gt;Weathervanes my one and lonely&lt;br /&gt;[x3]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sugarcane (hey moon) in&lt;br /&gt;(Hey moon) the easy mornin'&lt;br /&gt;Weathervanes (hey moon) my&lt;br /&gt;(Hey moon) one and lonely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sugarcane (hey moon) in (hey moon)&lt;br /&gt;The easy (hey moon) mornin'&lt;br /&gt;Weathervanes (hey moon) my (hey moon)&lt;br /&gt;One (hey moon) and lonely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Continues in background:]&lt;br /&gt;Sugarcane (hey moon) in (hey moon)&lt;br /&gt;The easy (hey moon) mornin'&lt;br /&gt;Weathervanes (hey moon) my (hey moon)&lt;br /&gt;One (hey moon) and lonely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey moon, please forget to fall down&lt;br /&gt;Hey moon, don't you go down&lt;br /&gt;You are at the top of my lungs&lt;br /&gt;Drawn to the ones who never yawn&lt;br /&gt;[x2]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7g4B4v9pJK0&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7g4B4v9pJK0&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209407818741301450-4261050819319906418?l=mad-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/feeds/4261050819319906418/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6209407818741301450&amp;postID=4261050819319906418&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/4261050819319906418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/4261050819319906418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/07/track-564-please-forget-to-fall-down.html' title='Track 564 - ...please forget to fall down'/><author><name>JK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252447245745283530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-2097757971819122313</id><published>2009-07-01T05:07:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T05:13:08.146+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Junho'/><title type='text'>Junho - resumo</title><content type='html'>Estas são as músicas que foram aqui publicadas no mês de Junho:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/06/track-555-e-o-dia-amanheceu.html"&gt;Valsinha - Chico Buarque&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/06/track-556-i-hit-ground.html"&gt;Bang Bang (My baby shot me down) - Nancy Sinatra&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/06/track-557-but-i-couldnt-find-my-feet.html"&gt;Summer Wine - Ville Valo ft. Natalia Avelon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/06/track-558-oo-hooo-hooo.html"&gt;Whoo Hoo - The 5,6,7,8's&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/06/track-559-ill-drop-gun-now.html"&gt;The start of something - Voxtrot&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/06/track-560-toast-high-until-they-find.html"&gt;Pas de cheval - Panic At The Disco&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/06/track-561-bowel-shaking-earthquakes-of.html"&gt;The distance - Cake&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/06/track-562-then-laughter-is-its-queen.html"&gt;A whiter shade of pale - Procol Harum&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/06/track-563-youll-never-break-me.html"&gt;Unbreakable - Michael Jackson&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209407818741301450-2097757971819122313?l=mad-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/feeds/2097757971819122313/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6209407818741301450&amp;postID=2097757971819122313&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/2097757971819122313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/2097757971819122313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/07/junho-resumo.html' title='Junho - resumo'/><author><name>JK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252447245745283530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-4427885188165544383</id><published>2009-06-26T02:13:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T02:18:42.320+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michael Jackson'/><title type='text'>Track 563 - you'll never break me</title><content type='html'>Cá está o tributo. O vídeo vale a pena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Unbreakable - Michael Jackson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm just wondering why you think&lt;br /&gt;That you can get to me with anything&lt;br /&gt;Seems like you'd know by now, when and how I get down&lt;br /&gt;And with all that I've been through, I'm still around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you ever make no mistake&lt;br /&gt;Baby I've got what it takes&lt;br /&gt;And there's no way you'll ever get to me&lt;br /&gt;Why can't you see that you'll never ever hurt me&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I won't let it be, I'm too much for you baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus [Michael Jackson]:&lt;br /&gt;You can't believe it, you can't concieve it&lt;br /&gt;And you can't touch me, 'cause I'm untouchable&lt;br /&gt;And I know you hate it, and you can't take it&lt;br /&gt;You'll never break me, 'cause I'm unbreakable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Michael Jackson]&lt;br /&gt;Now you can't stop me even though you think&lt;br /&gt;That if you block me, you've done your thing&lt;br /&gt;And when you bury me underneath all your pain&lt;br /&gt;I'm steady laughin', while surfacing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you ever make no mistake&lt;br /&gt;Baby I've got what it takes&lt;br /&gt;And there's no way you'll ever get to me&lt;br /&gt;Why can't you see that you'll never ever hurt me&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I won't let it be, see I'm too much for you baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus (2x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Michael Jackson]&lt;br /&gt;You can try to stop me, but it won't do a thing&lt;br /&gt;No matter what you do, I'm still gonna be here&lt;br /&gt;Through all your lies and silly games&lt;br /&gt;I'ma still remain the same, I'm unbreakable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Notorious B.I.G.]&lt;br /&gt;Uh, uh, what, uh&lt;br /&gt;I'm a lime to a lemon, my CeCe women&lt;br /&gt;Bringin in ten G minimums to condos with elevators in 'em&lt;br /&gt;Vehicles with televisions in 'em&lt;br /&gt;Watch they entourage turn yours to just mirages&lt;br /&gt;Disappearing acts, strictly nines and macs&lt;br /&gt;Killers be serial, Copperfield material&lt;br /&gt;My dreams is vivid, work hard to live it&lt;br /&gt;Any place I visit, I got land there&lt;br /&gt;How can players stand there and say I sound like them&lt;br /&gt;HELLO?!&lt;br /&gt;Push wigs back and push six Coupes that's yellow&lt;br /&gt;Plus clips that expand from hand to elbow&lt;br /&gt;Spray up your Day's Inn, any 'telle you in&lt;br /&gt;Crack braggin sick of braggin how my mink be draggin&lt;br /&gt;Desert ease street sweeper inside the beamer wagon&lt;br /&gt;I rely on Bed-Stuy to shut it down if I die&lt;br /&gt;Put that on my diamond bezel, you're messin with the devil&lt;br /&gt;WHAT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus (3x w/ Ad Libs by Jackson)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't touch me&lt;br /&gt;You can't break me&lt;br /&gt;You can't stand with me&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm unbreakable&lt;br /&gt;OWW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO ON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xKBLxh3u0tM&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xKBLxh3u0tM&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209407818741301450-4427885188165544383?l=mad-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/feeds/4427885188165544383/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6209407818741301450&amp;postID=4427885188165544383&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/4427885188165544383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/4427885188165544383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/06/track-563-youll-never-break-me.html' title='Track 563 - you&apos;ll never break me'/><author><name>JK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252447245745283530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-1450428745047695691</id><published>2009-06-26T01:14:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T04:15:00.036+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Procol Harum'/><title type='text'>Track 562 - ...then laughter is its queen</title><content type='html'>Esta grande música é um clássico e não tem rigorosamente nada a ver com um possível tributo ao falecido Michael Jackson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas podia ter ( e lá vou eu para o Inferno...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;A whiter shade of pale - Procol Harum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We skipped the light fandango&lt;br /&gt;turned cartwheels 'cross the floor&lt;br /&gt;I was feeling kinda seasick&lt;br /&gt;but the crowd called out for more&lt;br /&gt;The room was humming harder&lt;br /&gt;as the ceiling flew away&lt;br /&gt;When we called out for another drink&lt;br /&gt;the waiter brought a tray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so it was that later&lt;br /&gt;as the miller told his tale&lt;br /&gt;that her face, at first just ghostly,&lt;br /&gt;turned a whiter shade of pale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said, 'There is no reason&lt;br /&gt;and the truth is plain to see.'&lt;br /&gt;But I wandered through my playing cards&lt;br /&gt;and would not let her be&lt;br /&gt;one of sixteen vestal virgins&lt;br /&gt;who were leaving for the coast&lt;br /&gt;and although my eyes were open&lt;br /&gt;they might have just as well've been closed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said, 'I'm home on shore leave,'&lt;br /&gt;though in truth we were at sea&lt;br /&gt;so I took her by the looking glass&lt;br /&gt;and forced her to agree&lt;br /&gt;saying, 'You must be the mermaid&lt;br /&gt;who took Neptune for a ride.'&lt;br /&gt;But she smiled at me so sadly&lt;br /&gt;that my anger straightway died&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If music be the food of love&lt;br /&gt;then laughter is its queen&lt;br /&gt;and likewise if behind is in front&lt;br /&gt;then dirt in truth is clean&lt;br /&gt;My mouth by then like cardboard&lt;br /&gt;seemed to slip straight through my head&lt;br /&gt;So we crash-dived straightway quickly&lt;br /&gt;and attacked the ocean bed &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/p8jJ1ORIOes&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/p8jJ1ORIOes&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209407818741301450-1450428745047695691?l=mad-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/feeds/1450428745047695691/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6209407818741301450&amp;postID=1450428745047695691&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/1450428745047695691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/1450428745047695691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/06/track-562-then-laughter-is-its-queen.html' title='Track 562 - ...then laughter is its queen'/><author><name>JK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252447245745283530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-4531700330332359072</id><published>2009-06-23T15:11:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T15:22:06.220+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cake'/><title type='text'>Track 561 - bowel-shaking earthquakes of doubt and remorse</title><content type='html'>Estes tipos têm qualquer coisa de especial...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The distance - Cake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reluctantly crouched at the starting line,&lt;br /&gt;engines pumping and thumping in time.&lt;br /&gt;the green light flashes, the flags go up.&lt;br /&gt;churning and burning, they yearn for the cup.&lt;br /&gt;they deftly maneuver and muscle for rank,&lt;br /&gt;fuel burning fast on an empty tank.&lt;br /&gt;reckless and wild, they pour through the turns.&lt;br /&gt;their prowess is potent and secretly stern.&lt;br /&gt;as they speed through the finish, the flags go down.&lt;br /&gt;the fans get up and they get out of town.&lt;br /&gt;the arena is empty except for one man,&lt;br /&gt;still driving and striving as fast as he can.&lt;br /&gt;the sun has gone down and the moon has come up,&lt;br /&gt;and long ago somebody left with the cup.&lt;br /&gt;but he's driving and striving and hugging the turns.&lt;br /&gt;and thinking of someone for whom he still burns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's going the distance.&lt;br /&gt;he's going for speed.&lt;br /&gt;she's all alone&lt;br /&gt;all alone in her time of need.&lt;br /&gt;because he's racing and pacing and plotting the course,&lt;br /&gt;he's fighting and biting and riding on his horse,&lt;br /&gt;he's going the distance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no trophy, no flowers, no flashbulbs, no wine,&lt;br /&gt;he's haunted by something he cannot define.&lt;br /&gt;bowel-shaking earthquakes of doubt and remorse,&lt;br /&gt;assail him, impale him with monster-truck force.&lt;br /&gt;in his mind, he's still driving, still making the grade.&lt;br /&gt;she's hoping in time that her memories will fade.&lt;br /&gt;cause he's racing and pacing and plotting the course,&lt;br /&gt;he's fighting and biting and riding on his horse.&lt;br /&gt;the sun has gone down and the moon has come up,&lt;br /&gt;and long ago somebody left with the cup.&lt;br /&gt;but he's striving and driving and hugging the turns.&lt;br /&gt;and thinking of someone for whom he still burns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause he's going the distance.&lt;br /&gt;he's going for speed.&lt;br /&gt;she's all alone&lt;br /&gt;all alone in her time of need.&lt;br /&gt;because he's racing and pacing and plotting the course,&lt;br /&gt;he's fighting and biting and riding on his horse.&lt;br /&gt;he's racing and pacing and plotting the course,&lt;br /&gt;he's fighting and biting and riding on his horse.&lt;br /&gt;he's going the distance.&lt;br /&gt;he's going for speed.&lt;br /&gt;he's going the distance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/__PU5CVSegg&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/__PU5CVSegg&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209407818741301450-4531700330332359072?l=mad-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/feeds/4531700330332359072/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6209407818741301450&amp;postID=4531700330332359072&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/4531700330332359072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/4531700330332359072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/06/track-561-bowel-shaking-earthquakes-of.html' title='Track 561 - bowel-shaking earthquakes of doubt and remorse'/><author><name>JK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252447245745283530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-1875492142262161942</id><published>2009-06-18T01:35:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T01:49:02.234+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Panic At The Disco'/><title type='text'>Track 560 - Toast, high until they find...</title><content type='html'>Ouvi-a pela primeira vez há pouco mais de 5 minutos. Muito boa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Pas de cheval - Panic At The Disco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, little did she know&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't let me go&lt;br /&gt;Already a part of her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, often do I need&lt;br /&gt;People in between&lt;br /&gt;That just can't get a hold of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we'll just sing it for them&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, we'll just sing it for them&lt;br /&gt;(Just can't get a hold of it)&lt;br /&gt;So we'll just sing it for them&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, we'll just sing it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the greatest thing that's yet to have happened&lt;br /&gt;Imagine knowing me&lt;br /&gt;It's the greatest thing you'd ever imagine&lt;br /&gt;But you'll never know until you're there&lt;br /&gt;No, you'll never know until you're there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slow, leave walking to the world&lt;br /&gt;Give your feet a chance&lt;br /&gt;They'll do all the thinking&lt;br /&gt;Toast, high until they find&lt;br /&gt;Less pathetic wine&lt;br /&gt;Until they get a better blend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we'll just drink it for them&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh&lt;br /&gt;Yeah we'll just drink it for them&lt;br /&gt;(Until they get a better blend)&lt;br /&gt;So we'll just drink it for them&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh&lt;br /&gt;Yeah we'll just drink it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the greatest thing that's yet to have happened&lt;br /&gt;Imagine knowing me&lt;br /&gt;It's the greatest thing you'd ever imagine&lt;br /&gt;But you'll never know until you're there&lt;br /&gt;No, you'll never know until you're there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the greatest thing that's yet to have happened&lt;br /&gt;Imagine knowing me&lt;br /&gt;It's the greatest thing you'd ever imagine&lt;br /&gt;But you'll never know until you're there&lt;br /&gt;No, you'll never know until you're there&lt;br /&gt;No, you'll never know until you're there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_wI1ZggCEDg&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_wI1ZggCEDg&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209407818741301450-1875492142262161942?l=mad-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/feeds/1875492142262161942/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6209407818741301450&amp;postID=1875492142262161942&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/1875492142262161942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/1875492142262161942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/06/track-560-toast-high-until-they-find.html' title='Track 560 - Toast, high until they find...'/><author><name>JK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252447245745283530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-5184372254343614829</id><published>2009-06-17T06:43:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T06:50:19.381+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Voxtrot'/><title type='text'>Track 559 - I´ll drop the gun now...</title><content type='html'>Não sei quem fez este vídeo, mas fiquei fã. &lt;br /&gt;A música também é muito boa. (&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;pun intended&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The start of something - Voxtrot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time of night I could call you up&lt;br /&gt;I'd get angry with athletic ease, break common laws in twos and threes&lt;br /&gt;If I die clutching your photograph&lt;br /&gt;Don't call me boring, It's just 'cause I like you&lt;br /&gt;Take me on back... take me back&lt;br /&gt;To the place where I could feel your heart&lt;br /&gt;Is this the end or just the start of&lt;br /&gt;Something really, really beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Wrapped up and disguised as something really, really ugly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Won't you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come by and see me, I'm a love letter away&lt;br /&gt;I'd break your name before I'd say, "I really love you, love you, "&lt;br /&gt;I don't care if you saw, I watched every inch of film&lt;br /&gt;Flash across your Roman features,&lt;br /&gt;And I loved it, loved it; I don't care if&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think I'm eager to shut your eyes, well&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry-everybody knows you can't break me with your gutter prose&lt;br /&gt;Would you believe it, she sent me a letter,&lt;br /&gt;The ring, it nearly weighs her down, she's got another boy, oh boy&lt;br /&gt;Steady your ears... read my lips&lt;br /&gt;Poetry is not a luxury, it's how I'll break this home&lt;br /&gt;And when I'm really ill, won't you cradle me?&lt;br /&gt;Man is not a noble animal, but maybe woman is, remember,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside your room, you said, "You never really live&lt;br /&gt;Until your back's against the wall, " oh did you really mean it?&lt;br /&gt;I never break my gaze, if just to see this scar remain reflected in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I think it's time to go home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, tell me your thoughts, tell me your thoughts on liberty,&lt;br /&gt;See there's a place where I sink to sleeping&lt;br /&gt;Oh, my vote is as red as my blood&lt;br /&gt;Will you join me for another round? I haven't had the chance to speak yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God speed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I break the law once every week to feel your touch,&lt;br /&gt;What's a book to you in bed, Do you feel better, older?&lt;br /&gt;This just makes me ill, your name is dripping from my pen&lt;br /&gt;Still you're not around to curse,&lt;br /&gt;I'll drop the gun now, I'm still under you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marianne, let the ghosts sleep tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Marianne, let the ghosts sleep, just shut your eyes and burn the past away &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oTI4OwJ6XIE&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oTI4OwJ6XIE&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209407818741301450-5184372254343614829?l=mad-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/feeds/5184372254343614829/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6209407818741301450&amp;postID=5184372254343614829&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/5184372254343614829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/5184372254343614829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/06/track-559-ill-drop-gun-now.html' title='Track 559 - I´ll drop the gun now...'/><author><name>JK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252447245745283530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-2195872902321016236</id><published>2009-06-16T20:26:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T20:31:30.651+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The 5678&apos;s'/><title type='text'>Track 558 - oo hooo hooo...</title><content type='html'>Foi difícil encontrar a letra para esta :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Whoo Hoo - The 5,6,7,8's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/b-KDHEgtPjo&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/b-KDHEgtPjo&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209407818741301450-2195872902321016236?l=mad-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/feeds/2195872902321016236/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6209407818741301450&amp;postID=2195872902321016236&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/2195872902321016236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/2195872902321016236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/06/track-558-oo-hooo-hooo.html' title='Track 558 - oo hooo hooo...'/><author><name>JK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252447245745283530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-3960676988825898153</id><published>2009-06-16T20:12:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T20:16:30.702+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ville Valo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Natalia Avelon'/><title type='text'>Track 557 - ... but I couldn't find my feet</title><content type='html'>Gosh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Summer Wine - Ville Valo ft. Natalia Avelon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strawberries cherries and an angel's kiss in spring&lt;br /&gt;My summer wine is really made from all these things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked in town on silver spurs that jingled too&lt;br /&gt;A song that I had only sang to just a few&lt;br /&gt;She saw my silver spurs and said let pass some time&lt;br /&gt;And I will give to you summer wine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oohh-oh summer wine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strawberries cherries and an angel's kiss in spring&lt;br /&gt;My summer wine is really made from all these things&lt;br /&gt;Take off your silver spurs and help me pass the time&lt;br /&gt;And I will give to you summer wine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oohh-oh summer wine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes grew heavy and my lips they could not speak&lt;br /&gt;I tried to get up but I couldn't find my feet&lt;br /&gt;She reassured me with an unfamilliar line&lt;br /&gt;And then she gave to me more summer wine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oohh-oh summer wine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strawberries cherries and an angel's kiss in spring&lt;br /&gt;My summer wine is really made from all these things&lt;br /&gt;Take off your silver spurs and help me pass the time&lt;br /&gt;And I will give to you summer wine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oohh-oh summer wine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I woke up the sun was shining in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;My silver spurs were gone my head felt twice its size&lt;br /&gt;She took my silver spurs a dollar and a dime&lt;br /&gt;And left me cravin' for more summer wine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oohh-oh summer wine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strawberries cherries and an angel's kiss in spring&lt;br /&gt;My summer wine is really made from all these things&lt;br /&gt;Take off those silver spurs and help me pass the time&lt;br /&gt;And I will give to you my summer wine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oohh-oh summer wïne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EOs2TSXTOkQ&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EOs2TSXTOkQ&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209407818741301450-3960676988825898153?l=mad-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/feeds/3960676988825898153/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6209407818741301450&amp;postID=3960676988825898153&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/3960676988825898153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/3960676988825898153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/06/track-557-but-i-couldnt-find-my-feet.html' title='Track 557 - ... but I couldn&apos;t find my feet'/><author><name>JK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252447245745283530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-7203205499394796792</id><published>2009-06-16T19:56:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T20:00:16.660+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nancy Sinatra'/><title type='text'>Track 556 - I hit the ground</title><content type='html'>Para além de entrar num dos meus filmes de eleição, é simplesmente excelente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Bang Bang (My baby shot me down) - Nancy Sinatra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was five and he was six&lt;br /&gt;We rode on horses made of sticks&lt;br /&gt;He wore black and I wore white&lt;br /&gt;He would always win the fight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bang bang, he shot me down&lt;br /&gt;Bang bang, I hit the ground&lt;br /&gt;Bang bang, that awful sound&lt;br /&gt;Bang bang, my baby shot me down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seasons came and changed the time&lt;br /&gt;When I grew up, I called him mine&lt;br /&gt;He would always laugh and say&lt;br /&gt;"Remember when we used to play?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bang bang, I shot you down&lt;br /&gt;Bang bang, you hit the ground&lt;br /&gt;Bang bang, that awful sound&lt;br /&gt;Bang bang, I used to shoot you down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music played, and people sang&lt;br /&gt;Just for me, the church bells rang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now he's gone, I don't know why&lt;br /&gt;And till this day, sometimes I cry&lt;br /&gt;He didn't even say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;He didn't take the time to lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bang bang, he shot me down&lt;br /&gt;Bang bang, I hit the ground&lt;br /&gt;Bang bang, that awful sound&lt;br /&gt;Bang bang, my baby shot me down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/T5Xl0Qry-hA&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/T5Xl0Qry-hA&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209407818741301450-7203205499394796792?l=mad-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/feeds/7203205499394796792/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6209407818741301450&amp;postID=7203205499394796792&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/7203205499394796792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/7203205499394796792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/06/track-556-i-hit-ground.html' title='Track 556 - I hit the ground'/><author><name>JK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252447245745283530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-1844596131179493381</id><published>2009-06-16T19:06:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T19:17:09.182+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chico Buarque'/><title type='text'>Track 555 - E o dia amanheceu...</title><content type='html'>Não faltam peças a este homem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Valsinha - Chico Buarque&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um dia, ele chegou tão diferente do seu jeito de sempre chegar&lt;br /&gt;Olhou-a de um jeito muito mais quente do que sempre costumava olhar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E não maldisse a vida tanto quanto era seu jeito de sempre falar&lt;br /&gt;E nem deixou-a só num canto, pra seu grande espanto, convidou-a pra rodar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E então ela se fez bonita como há muito tempo não queria ousar&lt;br /&gt;Com seu vestido decotado cheirando a guardado de tanto esperar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois os dois deram-se os braços como há muito tempo não se usava dar&lt;br /&gt;E cheios de ternura e graça, foram para a praça e começaram a se abraçar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E ali dançaram tanta dança que a vizinhança toda despertou&lt;br /&gt;E foi tanta felicidade que toda cidade se iluminou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E foram tantos beijos loucos, tantos gritos roucos como não se ouvia mais&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que o mundo compreendeu&lt;br /&gt;E o dia amanheceu&lt;br /&gt;Em paz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kQum8YBkTF0&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kQum8YBkTF0&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209407818741301450-1844596131179493381?l=mad-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/feeds/1844596131179493381/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6209407818741301450&amp;postID=1844596131179493381&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/1844596131179493381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/1844596131179493381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/06/track-555-e-o-dia-amanheceu.html' title='Track 555 - E o dia amanheceu...'/><author><name>JK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252447245745283530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-6867336124393189811</id><published>2009-06-01T08:00:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T08:09:17.237+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maio'/><title type='text'>Maio - resumo</title><content type='html'>Estas são as músicas que foram aqui publicadas no mês de Maio:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/05/track-544-it-disappears.html"&gt;Better that we break - Maroon 5&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/05/track-545-im-gonna-go-dance-in-rain.html"&gt;Broken Box - Queens of the Stone Age&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/05/track-546-o-prazer-e-tao-maleavel.html"&gt;Borboleta - Foge Foge Bandido&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/05/track-547-only-dots-on-map.html"&gt;You Picked Me - A Fine Frenzy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/05/track-548-cast-your-dancing-spell-my.html"&gt;Mr. Tambourine Man - Bob Dylan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/05/track-549-please.html"&gt;No surprises - Radiohead&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/05/track-550-there-are-several-days-until.html"&gt;Oh, It Is Love - Hellogoodbye&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/05/track-551-reminds-me-that-its-killing.html"&gt;Bitter End - Placebo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/05/track-552-carve-your-name-into-my-arm.html"&gt;Every you every me - Placebo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/05/track-553-sitting-in-tin-can.html"&gt;Space Oddity - David Bowie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/05/track-554-ive-seen-so-much.html"&gt;Coffee &amp; Tv - Blur&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209407818741301450-6867336124393189811?l=mad-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/feeds/6867336124393189811/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6209407818741301450&amp;postID=6867336124393189811&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/6867336124393189811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/6867336124393189811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/06/maio-resumo.html' title='Maio - resumo'/><author><name>JK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252447245745283530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-4400711531529227214</id><published>2009-05-27T05:29:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T05:40:26.882+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blur'/><title type='text'>Track 554 - I've seen so much...</title><content type='html'>Adoro este vídeo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Coffee &amp; Tv - Blur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel like a chain store?&lt;br /&gt;Practically floored&lt;br /&gt;One of many zeros&lt;br /&gt;Kicked around bored&lt;br /&gt;Your ears are full but you're empty&lt;br /&gt;Holding out your heart&lt;br /&gt;To people who never really&lt;br /&gt;Care how you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So give me Coffee and TV&lt;br /&gt;History&lt;br /&gt;I've seen so much&lt;br /&gt;I'm going blind&lt;br /&gt;And i'm braindead virtually&lt;br /&gt;Sociability&lt;br /&gt;It's hard enough for me&lt;br /&gt;Take me away from this big bad world&lt;br /&gt;And agree to marry me&lt;br /&gt;So we can start all over again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you go to the country&lt;br /&gt;It isn't very far&lt;br /&gt;There's people there who will hurt you&lt;br /&gt;Cos of who you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ears are full of the language&lt;br /&gt;There's wisdom there you're sure&lt;br /&gt;'Til the words start slurring&lt;br /&gt;And you can't find the door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So give me Coffee and TV&lt;br /&gt;History&lt;br /&gt;I've seen so much&lt;br /&gt;I'm going blind&lt;br /&gt;And i'm braindead virtually&lt;br /&gt;Sociability&lt;br /&gt;It's hard enough for me&lt;br /&gt;Take me away from this big bad world&lt;br /&gt;And agree to marry me&lt;br /&gt;So we can start all over again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So give me Coffee and TV&lt;br /&gt;history&lt;br /&gt;I've seen so much&lt;br /&gt;I'm going blind&lt;br /&gt;And i'm braindead virtually&lt;br /&gt;Sociability&lt;br /&gt;It's hard enough for me&lt;br /&gt;Take me away from this big bad world&lt;br /&gt;And agree to marry me&lt;br /&gt;So we can start all over again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh...we could start over again&lt;br /&gt;Oh...we could start over again&lt;br /&gt;Oh...we could start over again&lt;br /&gt;Oh...we could start over again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GXRVX1AKAew&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GXRVX1AKAew&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209407818741301450-4400711531529227214?l=mad-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/feeds/4400711531529227214/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6209407818741301450&amp;postID=4400711531529227214&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/4400711531529227214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/4400711531529227214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/05/track-554-ive-seen-so-much.html' title='Track 554 - I&apos;ve seen so much...'/><author><name>JK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252447245745283530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-2474950664647118083</id><published>2009-05-21T06:55:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T07:08:56.167+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Bowie'/><title type='text'>Track 553 - ...sitting in a tin can</title><content type='html'>Nem sei porque é que, pondo de parte covers, só agora ponho este senhor aqui...&lt;br /&gt;Esta tem 40 anos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Space Oddity - David Bowie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ground Control to Major Tom&lt;br /&gt;Ground Control to Major Tom&lt;br /&gt;Take your protein pills and put your helmet on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ground Control to Major Tom (Ten, Nine Eight, Seven, Six)&lt;br /&gt;Commencing countdown, engines on (Five, Four, Three, Two)&lt;br /&gt;Check ignition and may God's love be with you (One, Liftoff)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Ground Control to Major Tom&lt;br /&gt;You've really made the grade&lt;br /&gt;And the papers want to know whose shirts you wear&lt;br /&gt;Now it's time to leave the capsule if you dare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Major Tom to Ground Control&lt;br /&gt;I'm stepping through the door&lt;br /&gt;And I'm floating in a most peculiar way&lt;br /&gt;And the stars look very different today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For here&lt;br /&gt;Am I sitting in a tin can&lt;br /&gt;Far above the world&lt;br /&gt;Planet Earth is blue&lt;br /&gt;And there's nothing I can do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I'm past one hundred thousand miles&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling very still&lt;br /&gt;And I think my spaceship knows which way to go&lt;br /&gt;Tell my wife I love her very much... she knows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ground Control to Major Tom&lt;br /&gt;Your circuit's dead, there's something wrong&lt;br /&gt;Can you hear me, Major Tom?&lt;br /&gt;Can you hear me, Major Tom?&lt;br /&gt;Can you hear me, Major Tom?&lt;br /&gt;Can you....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here am I floating round my tin can&lt;br /&gt;Far above the moon&lt;br /&gt;Planet Earth is blue&lt;br /&gt;And there's nothing I can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rKE3FSPJu-4&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rKE3FSPJu-4&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209407818741301450-2474950664647118083?l=mad-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/feeds/2474950664647118083/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6209407818741301450&amp;postID=2474950664647118083&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/2474950664647118083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/2474950664647118083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/05/track-553-sitting-in-tin-can.html' title='Track 553 - ...sitting in a tin can'/><author><name>JK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252447245745283530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-8427634139187180767</id><published>2009-05-21T06:48:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T06:55:12.385+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Placebo'/><title type='text'>Track 552 - Carve your name into my arm</title><content type='html'>Não costumo pôr duas seguidas do mesmo artista, mas que se lixe, hoje apetece-me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Every you every me - Placebo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sucker love is heaven sent.&lt;br /&gt;You pucker up, our passion's spent.&lt;br /&gt;My hearts a tart, your body's rent.&lt;br /&gt;My body's broken, yours is bent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carve your name into my arm.&lt;br /&gt;Instead of stressed, I lie here charmed.&lt;br /&gt;Cuz there's nothing else to do,&lt;br /&gt;Every me and every you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sucker love, a box I choose.&lt;br /&gt;No other box I choose to use.&lt;br /&gt;Another love I would abuse,&lt;br /&gt;No circumstances could excuse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the shape of things to come.&lt;br /&gt;Too much poison come undone.&lt;br /&gt;Cuz there's nothing else to do,&lt;br /&gt;Every me and every you.&lt;br /&gt;Every me and every you,&lt;br /&gt;Every Me...he&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sucker love is known to swing.&lt;br /&gt;Prone to cling and waste these things.&lt;br /&gt;Pucker up for heavens sake.&lt;br /&gt;There's never been so much at stake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I serve my head up on a plate.&lt;br /&gt;It's only comfort, calling late.&lt;br /&gt;Cuz there's nothing else to do,&lt;br /&gt;Every me and every you.&lt;br /&gt;Every me and every you,&lt;br /&gt;Every Me...he&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every me and every you,&lt;br /&gt;Every Me...he&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the naked bleeds the blind.&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm selfish, I'm unkind.&lt;br /&gt;Sucker love I always find,&lt;br /&gt;Someone to bruise and leave behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All alone in space and time.&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing here but what here's mine.&lt;br /&gt;Something borrowed, something blue.&lt;br /&gt;Every me and every you.&lt;br /&gt;Every me and every you,&lt;br /&gt;Every Me...he&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every me and every you,&lt;br /&gt;Every Me...he [x4]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/R-fJ9ROrW08&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/R-fJ9ROrW08&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209407818741301450-8427634139187180767?l=mad-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/feeds/8427634139187180767/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6209407818741301450&amp;postID=8427634139187180767&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/8427634139187180767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/8427634139187180767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/05/track-552-carve-your-name-into-my-arm.html' title='Track 552 - Carve your name into my arm'/><author><name>JK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252447245745283530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-8583624133771541453</id><published>2009-05-21T06:44:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T06:48:51.752+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Placebo'/><title type='text'>Track 551 - reminds me that it's killing time</title><content type='html'>Não vale a pena dizer nada. A música é o que interessa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Bitter End - Placebo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we're feeling so anesthetised&lt;br /&gt;In our comfort zone&lt;br /&gt;Reminds me of the second time&lt;br /&gt;That I followed you home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're running out of alibi's&lt;br /&gt;On the second of May&lt;br /&gt;Reminds me of the summer time&lt;br /&gt;On this winter day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you at the bitter end&lt;br /&gt;See you at the bitter end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every step we take that's synchronized&lt;br /&gt;Every broken bone&lt;br /&gt;Reminds me of the second time&lt;br /&gt;That I followed you home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You shower me with lullabies&lt;br /&gt;As you're walking away&lt;br /&gt;Reminds me that it's killing time&lt;br /&gt;On this fateful day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you at the bitter end&lt;br /&gt;See you at the bitter end&lt;br /&gt;See you at the bitter end&lt;br /&gt;See you at the bitter end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the time we intercepted&lt;br /&gt;Feels a lot like suicide&lt;br /&gt;Slow and sad, grown inside us&lt;br /&gt;Arouse and see you're mine&lt;br /&gt;(See you at the bitter end)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love has seen your run-around&lt;br /&gt;Who wanna seek you now?&lt;br /&gt;I want a peace&lt;br /&gt;I'd whine out&lt;br /&gt;(See you at the bitter end)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love's reached his side&lt;br /&gt;Grab this gentleness inside&lt;br /&gt;Heard a cry&lt;br /&gt;Six feet down&lt;br /&gt;In six weeks' time&lt;br /&gt;The mess you left&lt;br /&gt;Will end&lt;br /&gt;See you at the bitter end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IKaIr1EuH30&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IKaIr1EuH30&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209407818741301450-8583624133771541453?l=mad-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/feeds/8583624133771541453/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6209407818741301450&amp;postID=8583624133771541453&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/8583624133771541453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/8583624133771541453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/05/track-551-reminds-me-that-its-killing.html' title='Track 551 - reminds me that it&apos;s killing time'/><author><name>JK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252447245745283530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-3088223737131111546</id><published>2009-05-09T07:11:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T07:14:43.238+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hellogoodbye'/><title type='text'>Track 550 - There are several days until...</title><content type='html'>Esta é mesmo muito boa. Recomendo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Oh, It Is Love - Hellogoodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, it is love&lt;br /&gt;From the first time I set my eyes upon yours&lt;br /&gt;Thinking oh, is it love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh dear&lt;br /&gt;It's been hardly a moment&lt;br /&gt;And you are already missed&lt;br /&gt;There is still a bit of your skin&lt;br /&gt;That I've yet to have kissed&lt;br /&gt;Oh say please do not go&lt;br /&gt;But you know, oh, you know that I must&lt;br /&gt;Oh say I love you so&lt;br /&gt;But you know, oh, you know you can trust&lt;br /&gt;We'll be holding hands once again&lt;br /&gt;All our broken plans I will mend&lt;br /&gt;I will hold you tight so you know&lt;br /&gt;It is love from the first&lt;br /&gt;Time I pressed my hand into yours&lt;br /&gt;Thinking oh is it love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, dear, it's been hardly three days&lt;br /&gt;And I'm longing to feel your embrace.&lt;br /&gt;There are several days&lt;br /&gt;Until I can see your sweet face.&lt;br /&gt;Oh say, wouldn't you like to be older and married with me&lt;br /&gt;Oh say, wouldn't it be nice to know right now that we'll be&lt;br /&gt;Someday holding hands in the end&lt;br /&gt;All our broken plans will have been&lt;br /&gt;I will kiss you soft so you know&lt;br /&gt;It is love from the first&lt;br /&gt;Time I pressed my lips against yours&lt;br /&gt;Thinking oh is it love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your heart may long for love that is more near&lt;br /&gt;So when I'm gone these words will be here&lt;br /&gt;To ease every fear&lt;br /&gt;And dry up every tear&lt;br /&gt;And make it very clear&lt;br /&gt;I kiss you and I know&lt;br /&gt;It is love from the first&lt;br /&gt;Time I pressed my lips against yours&lt;br /&gt;Thinking oh is it love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh it is love from the first&lt;br /&gt;Time I pressed my lips against yours&lt;br /&gt;Thinking oh is it love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kiss you and I know&lt;br /&gt;It is love from the first&lt;br /&gt;Time I pressed my lips onto yours&lt;br /&gt;Thinking oh is it love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9pgmiADY2q8&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9pgmiADY2q8&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209407818741301450-3088223737131111546?l=mad-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/feeds/3088223737131111546/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6209407818741301450&amp;postID=3088223737131111546&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/3088223737131111546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/3088223737131111546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/05/track-550-there-are-several-days-until.html' title='Track 550 - There are several days until...'/><author><name>JK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252447245745283530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-5073359466437065111</id><published>2009-05-09T07:08:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T07:10:58.328+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Radiohead'/><title type='text'>Track 549  - ... please.</title><content type='html'>Entranha-se.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;No surprises - Radiohead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A heart that's full up like a landfill,&lt;br /&gt;a job that slowly kills you,&lt;br /&gt;bruises that won't heal.&lt;br /&gt;You look so tired-unhappy,&lt;br /&gt;bring down the government,&lt;br /&gt;they don't, they don't speak for us.&lt;br /&gt;I'll take a quiet life,&lt;br /&gt;a handshake of carbon monoxide,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with no alarms and no surprises,&lt;br /&gt;no alarms and no surprises,&lt;br /&gt;no alarms and no surprises,&lt;br /&gt;Silence, silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my final fit,&lt;br /&gt;my final bellyache,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with no alarms and no surprises,&lt;br /&gt;no alarms and no surprises,&lt;br /&gt;no alarms and no surprises please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a pretty house&lt;br /&gt;and such a pretty garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No alarms and no surprises (get me outta here),&lt;br /&gt;no alarms and no surprises (get me outta here),&lt;br /&gt;no alarms and no surprises, please. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hbtuVoXkOFg&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hbtuVoXkOFg&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209407818741301450-5073359466437065111?l=mad-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/feeds/5073359466437065111/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6209407818741301450&amp;postID=5073359466437065111&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/5073359466437065111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/5073359466437065111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/05/track-549-please.html' title='Track 549  - ... please.'/><author><name>JK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252447245745283530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-2304463223351319261</id><published>2009-05-09T07:06:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T07:08:27.890+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bob Dylan'/><title type='text'>Track 548 - cast your dancing spell my way...</title><content type='html'>Genial de uma ponta à outra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Mr. Tambourine Man - Bob Dylan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,&lt;br /&gt;In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I know that evenin's empire has returned into sand,&lt;br /&gt;Vanished from my hand,&lt;br /&gt;Left me blindly here to stand but still not sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;My weariness amazes me, I'm branded on my feet,&lt;br /&gt;I have no one to meet&lt;br /&gt;And the ancient empty street's too dead for dreaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,&lt;br /&gt;In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take me on a trip upon your magic swirlin' ship,&lt;br /&gt;My senses have been stripped, my hands can't feel to grip,&lt;br /&gt;My toes too numb to step, wait only for my boot heels&lt;br /&gt;To be wanderin'.&lt;br /&gt;I'm ready to go anywhere, I'm ready for to fade&lt;br /&gt;Into my own parade, cast your dancing spell my way,&lt;br /&gt;I promise to go under it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,&lt;br /&gt;In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though you might hear laughin', spinnin', swingin' madly across the sun,&lt;br /&gt;It's not aimed at anyone, it's just escapin' on the run&lt;br /&gt;And but for the sky there are no fences facin'.&lt;br /&gt;And if you hear vague traces of skippin' reels of rhyme&lt;br /&gt;To your tambourine in time, it's just a ragged clown behind,&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't pay it any mind, it's just a shadow you're&lt;br /&gt;Seein' that he's chasing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,&lt;br /&gt;In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then take me disappearin' through the smoke rings of my mind,&lt;br /&gt;Down the foggy ruins of time, far past the frozen leaves,&lt;br /&gt;The haunted, frightened trees, out to the windy beach,&lt;br /&gt;Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free,&lt;br /&gt;Silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands,&lt;br /&gt;With all memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves,&lt;br /&gt;Let me forget about today until tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,&lt;br /&gt;In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ia06DeCxhTM&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ia06DeCxhTM&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209407818741301450-2304463223351319261?l=mad-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/feeds/2304463223351319261/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6209407818741301450&amp;postID=2304463223351319261&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/2304463223351319261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/2304463223351319261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/05/track-548-cast-your-dancing-spell-my.html' title='Track 548 - cast your dancing spell my way...'/><author><name>JK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252447245745283530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-3675322053192368465</id><published>2009-05-09T06:22:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T07:06:00.924+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Fine Frenzy'/><title type='text'>Track 547 - only dots on a map</title><content type='html'>Nada mal... gostei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;You Picked Me - A Fine Frenzy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One, two, three&lt;br /&gt;Counting out the signs we see&lt;br /&gt;The tall buildings&lt;br /&gt;Fading in the distance&lt;br /&gt;Only dots on a map&lt;br /&gt;Four, five, six&lt;br /&gt;The two of us a perfect fit&lt;br /&gt;You're all mine, all mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all I can say&lt;br /&gt;Is you blow me away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like an apple on a tree&lt;br /&gt;Hiding out behind the leaves&lt;br /&gt;I was difficult to reach&lt;br /&gt;But you picked me&lt;br /&gt;Like a shell upon a beach&lt;br /&gt;Just another pretty piece&lt;br /&gt;I was difficult to see&lt;br /&gt;But you picked me&lt;br /&gt;Yeah you picked me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So softly&lt;br /&gt;Rain against the windows&lt;br /&gt;And the strong coffee&lt;br /&gt;Warming up my fingers&lt;br /&gt;In this fisherman's house&lt;br /&gt;You got me&lt;br /&gt;Searched the sand&lt;br /&gt;And climbed the tree&lt;br /&gt;And brought me back down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all I can say&lt;br /&gt;Is you blow me away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like an apple on a tree&lt;br /&gt;Hiding out behind the leaves&lt;br /&gt;I was difficult to reach&lt;br /&gt;But you picked me&lt;br /&gt;Like a shell upon a beach&lt;br /&gt;Just another pretty piece&lt;br /&gt;I was difficult to see&lt;br /&gt;But you picked me&lt;br /&gt;Yeah you picked me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/J1BaeC5fJxo&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/J1BaeC5fJxo&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209407818741301450-3675322053192368465?l=mad-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/feeds/3675322053192368465/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6209407818741301450&amp;postID=3675322053192368465&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/3675322053192368465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/3675322053192368465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/05/track-547-only-dots-on-map.html' title='Track 547 - only dots on a map'/><author><name>JK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252447245745283530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-4151072037522487073</id><published>2009-05-04T07:22:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T07:28:04.735+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Foge Foge bandido'/><title type='text'>Track 546 - O prazer é tão maleável</title><content type='html'>Grande Manel Cruz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Borboleta - Foge Foge Bandido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se eu largar&lt;br /&gt;Eu sinto a sua falta&lt;br /&gt;Se eu agarro ela perde a cor&lt;br /&gt;Ela não é dos meus dedos&lt;br /&gt;É dos meus medos&lt;br /&gt;E faço-me passar por uma flor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tento imaginar o que ela diz&lt;br /&gt;À espera de aprender&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;À face da rua existe a lua&lt;br /&gt;Mas não é tua&lt;br /&gt;À margem da estrada não há nada&lt;br /&gt;Mas já te agrada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu és o teu mundo&lt;br /&gt;Tu és o teu fundo&lt;br /&gt;Tu és o teu poço&lt;br /&gt;És o teu pior almoço&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;És a pulga na balança&lt;br /&gt;És a mãe dessa criança&lt;br /&gt;És o mal&lt;br /&gt;És o bem&lt;br /&gt;És o dia que não vem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora pára de fazer sentido&lt;br /&gt;Não vês que assim estás&lt;br /&gt;A pisar fora da estrada&lt;br /&gt;Vê se agora páras de fazer sentido de uma vez&lt;br /&gt;Não vês que nada te dirá mais do que nos diz nada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vê que o meu coração ainda salta&lt;br /&gt;Quer e julga ser&lt;br /&gt;Capaz&lt;br /&gt;Não o faça por meus medos&lt;br /&gt;Faça nos dedos&lt;br /&gt;Eu fico para ver o que ele faz&lt;br /&gt;Sem imaginar o que eu não&lt;br /&gt;Fiz&lt;br /&gt;Á espera de viver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Á face da chama existe a fama&lt;br /&gt;Mas não te ama&lt;br /&gt;Á margem do nada não há estrada&lt;br /&gt;Já não te agrada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu és o teu preço&lt;br /&gt;És a tua glória&lt;br /&gt;Tu és o teu medo&lt;br /&gt;És a parte má da história&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vê que o sol ainda brilha&lt;br /&gt;Ainda tem por onde arder&lt;br /&gt;Não é mau&lt;br /&gt;Não é bom&lt;br /&gt;São razões para viver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora pára de fazer sentido&lt;br /&gt;Não vês que assim estás&lt;br /&gt;A pisar fora da estrada&lt;br /&gt;Vê se agora páras de fazer sentido de uma vez&lt;br /&gt;Não vês que nada te dirá mais do que nos diz NADA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se eu largar&lt;br /&gt;Vou sentir a sua falta&lt;br /&gt;Se eu largar&lt;br /&gt;Vou sentir a sua falta&lt;br /&gt;Se eu largar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu és tu sempre que tu és&lt;br /&gt;És mesmo tu quando pensas que és outra coisa&lt;br /&gt;E tu pensas que não mas tu és mesmo bom a ser sempre quem és&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daí o teu motivo ser&lt;br /&gt;Inapagável&lt;br /&gt;Daí o teu desejo ser&lt;br /&gt;Incontornável&lt;br /&gt;O prazer é tão maleável&lt;br /&gt;Daí o seu valor ser inestimável&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(A razão de existir um poeta é ...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LKGTCvtNSFs&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LKGTCvtNSFs&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209407818741301450-4151072037522487073?l=mad-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/feeds/4151072037522487073/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6209407818741301450&amp;postID=4151072037522487073&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/4151072037522487073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/4151072037522487073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/05/track-546-o-prazer-e-tao-maleavel.html' title='Track 546 - O prazer é tão maleável'/><author><name>JK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252447245745283530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-6911686440956586179</id><published>2009-05-04T07:08:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T07:15:47.259+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='QOTSA'/><title type='text'>Track 545 - I'm gonna go &amp; dance in the rain.</title><content type='html'>Sweet... sweet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Broken Box - Queens of the Stone Age&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got wine &amp; so do you&lt;br /&gt;Mine came with a cork&lt;br /&gt;I wish yours did too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone just loves you so&lt;br /&gt;Well hurray!&lt;br /&gt;Now you know where to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my head you're all brand new&lt;br /&gt;I guess you're really all the same&lt;br /&gt;In my head you're all brand new&lt;br /&gt;Tell your new boy where I came&lt;br /&gt;In my head you're all brand new&lt;br /&gt;I just didn't want what you gave&lt;br /&gt;In my head you're all brand new&lt;br /&gt;Go &amp; find yourself another slave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you are&lt;br /&gt;Ooohh you're so in love, just like Juliette&lt;br /&gt;Well guess what?&lt;br /&gt;That's one thing that you can for-fucking-get&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears from the sky&lt;br /&gt;In pools of pain&lt;br /&gt;Well baby tonight, I'm gonna go &amp; dance in the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my head you're all brand new&lt;br /&gt;I guess you're really all the same&lt;br /&gt;In my head you're all brand new&lt;br /&gt;Tell your new boy where I came&lt;br /&gt;In my head you're all brand new&lt;br /&gt;Take that broken pussy elsewhere&lt;br /&gt;In my head you're all brand new&lt;br /&gt;Save it baby, I don't care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Z0j3NTHjgr8&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Z0j3NTHjgr8&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209407818741301450-6911686440956586179?l=mad-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/feeds/6911686440956586179/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6209407818741301450&amp;postID=6911686440956586179&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/6911686440956586179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/6911686440956586179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/05/track-545-im-gonna-go-dance-in-rain.html' title='Track 545 - I&apos;m gonna go &amp; dance in the rain.'/><author><name>JK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252447245745283530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-1944914753497781260</id><published>2009-05-04T06:37:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T06:54:56.729+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maroon 5'/><title type='text'>Track 544 - it disappears</title><content type='html'>Não liguem muito ao vídeo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Better that we break - Maroon 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never knew perfection 'til&lt;br /&gt;I heard you speak, and now it kills me&lt;br /&gt;Just to hear you say the simple things&lt;br /&gt;Now waking up is hard to do&lt;br /&gt;And sleeping is impossible too&lt;br /&gt;Everything is reminding me of you&lt;br /&gt;What can I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not right, not OK&lt;br /&gt;Say the words that you say&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we're better off this way?&lt;br /&gt;I'm not fine, I'm in pain&lt;br /&gt;It's harder everyday&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we're better off this way?&lt;br /&gt;It's better that we break...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fool to let you slip away&lt;br /&gt;I chase you just to hear you say&lt;br /&gt;You're scared and that you think that I'm insane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The city look so nice from here&lt;br /&gt;Pity I can't see it clearly&lt;br /&gt;While you're standing there, it disappears&lt;br /&gt;It disappears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not right, not OK&lt;br /&gt;Say the word it should say&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we're better off this way?&lt;br /&gt;I'm not fine, I'm in pain&lt;br /&gt;It's harder everyday&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we're better off this way?&lt;br /&gt;It's better that we break&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you sitting all alone&lt;br /&gt;You're fragile and you're cold, but that's all right&lt;br /&gt;Life these days is getting rough&lt;br /&gt;They've knocked you down and beat you up&lt;br /&gt;But it's just a rollercoaster anyway, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not right, not OK&lt;br /&gt;Say the words that you say&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we're better off this way?&lt;br /&gt;I'm not fine, I'm in pain&lt;br /&gt;It's harder everyday&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we're better off this way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not fine, not OK&lt;br /&gt;Say the words that you say&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we're better off this way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not fine, I'm in pain&lt;br /&gt;It's harder everyday&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we're better off this way?&lt;br /&gt;It's better that we break, baby &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gUzwO6KY-Tk&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gUzwO6KY-Tk&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209407818741301450-1944914753497781260?l=mad-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/feeds/1944914753497781260/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6209407818741301450&amp;postID=1944914753497781260&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/1944914753497781260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/1944914753497781260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/05/track-544-it-disappears.html' title='Track 544 - it disappears'/><author><name>JK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252447245745283530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-4525526146865786896</id><published>2009-05-01T06:33:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T06:37:02.917+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abril'/><title type='text'>Abril - resumo</title><content type='html'>Aqui estão as músicas que foram publicadas no mês de Abril:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/04/track-540-and-you-fake-with-saint.html"&gt;Everything Zen - Bush&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/04/track-541-its-coming-your-way.html"&gt;No leaf clover - Metallica&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/04/track-542-whos-left-to-stop-bleeding.html"&gt;Still waiting - Sum 41&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/04/track-543-lot-of-good-cars-are-japanese.html"&gt;Stickshifts and safetybelts - Cake&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209407818741301450-4525526146865786896?l=mad-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/feeds/4525526146865786896/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6209407818741301450&amp;postID=4525526146865786896&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/4525526146865786896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/4525526146865786896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/05/abril-resumo.html' title='Abril - resumo'/><author><name>JK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252447245745283530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-8509290935382778737</id><published>2009-04-28T22:59:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T23:07:02.302+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cake'/><title type='text'>Track 543 - a lot of good cars are japanese</title><content type='html'>Impecáveis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Stickshifts and safetybelts - Cake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stickshifts and safety belts&lt;br /&gt;bucket-seats have all got to go&lt;br /&gt;when we're driving in the car&lt;br /&gt;it makes my baby seem so far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need you here with me&lt;br /&gt;not way over in a bucket-seat&lt;br /&gt;I need you to be here with me&lt;br /&gt;not way over in a bucket-seat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but when were driving in my Malibu&lt;br /&gt;it's easy to get right next to you&lt;br /&gt;I say "baby, scoot over please"&lt;br /&gt;and then she's right there next to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need you here with me&lt;br /&gt;not way over in a bucket-seat&lt;br /&gt;I need you to be here with me&lt;br /&gt;not way over in a bucket-seat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well a lot of good cars are japanese&lt;br /&gt;yeah but when we're driving far&lt;br /&gt;I need my baby&lt;br /&gt;I need my baby next to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stickshifts and safety belts&lt;br /&gt;bucket-seats have all got to go&lt;br /&gt;when we're driving in the car&lt;br /&gt;it makes my baby seem so far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need you here with me&lt;br /&gt;not way over in a bucket-seat&lt;br /&gt;I need you to be here with me&lt;br /&gt;not way over in a bucket-seat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/J3i7EFYk-_c&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/J3i7EFYk-_c&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209407818741301450-8509290935382778737?l=mad-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/feeds/8509290935382778737/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6209407818741301450&amp;postID=8509290935382778737&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/8509290935382778737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/8509290935382778737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/04/track-543-lot-of-good-cars-are-japanese.html' title='Track 543 - a lot of good cars are japanese'/><author><name>JK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252447245745283530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-3858470605808974799</id><published>2009-04-28T05:26:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T05:29:32.378+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sum 41'/><title type='text'>Track 542 - ...who's left to stop the bleeding?</title><content type='html'>Gosto desta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Still waiting - Sum 41&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So am I still waiting,&lt;br /&gt;For this world to stop hating?&lt;br /&gt;Can't find a good reason.&lt;br /&gt;Can't find hope to believe in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drop dead a bullet to my head.&lt;br /&gt;Your words are like a gun in hand,&lt;br /&gt;You can't change the state of the nation,&lt;br /&gt;We just need some motivation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These eyes have seen no conviction.&lt;br /&gt;Just lies and more contradiction,&lt;br /&gt;So tell me what would you say?&lt;br /&gt;I'd say it's time&lt;br /&gt;too late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So am I still waiting,&lt;br /&gt;For this world to stop hating?&lt;br /&gt;Can't find a good reason.&lt;br /&gt;Can't find hope to believe in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ignorance and understanding,&lt;br /&gt;We're the first ones to jump in line.&lt;br /&gt;Out of step for what we believe in,&lt;br /&gt;But who's left to stop the bleeding?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How far will we take this?&lt;br /&gt;It's not hard to see through the fakeness&lt;br /&gt;So tell me what would you say?&lt;br /&gt;I'd say it's time&lt;br /&gt;too late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So am I still waiting,&lt;br /&gt;For this world to stop hating?&lt;br /&gt;Can't find a good reason.&lt;br /&gt;Can't find hope to believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This can't last forever.&lt;br /&gt;Time won't make things better.&lt;br /&gt;I feel so alone,&lt;br /&gt;Can't help myself,&lt;br /&gt;And no one knows,&lt;br /&gt;If this is worthless,&lt;br /&gt;Tell me [Echo x3]&lt;br /&gt;SO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What have we done?&lt;br /&gt;with a war that can't be won!&lt;br /&gt;This can't be real!&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to feel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So am I still waiting,&lt;br /&gt;For this world to stop hating?&lt;br /&gt;Can't find a good reason.&lt;br /&gt;Can't find hope to believe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So am I still waiting,&lt;br /&gt;For this world to stop hating?&lt;br /&gt;Can't find a good reason,&lt;br /&gt;For this world to BELIEVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/e4dyIMhG4J4&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/e4dyIMhG4J4&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209407818741301450-3858470605808974799?l=mad-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/feeds/3858470605808974799/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6209407818741301450&amp;postID=3858470605808974799&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/3858470605808974799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/3858470605808974799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/04/track-542-whos-left-to-stop-bleeding.html' title='Track 542 - ...who&apos;s left to stop the bleeding?'/><author><name>JK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252447245745283530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-2959681610971836054</id><published>2009-04-28T05:18:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T05:24:43.643+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Metallica'/><title type='text'>Track 541 - It's coming your way</title><content type='html'>De um dos melhores álbuns que conheço.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;No leaf clover - Metallica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it feels right this time&lt;br /&gt;On this crash course were in the big time&lt;br /&gt;Pay no mind to the distant thunder&lt;br /&gt;Beauty fills his head with wonder, boy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Says it feels right this time&lt;br /&gt;Turn around, found new high lights&lt;br /&gt;Good day to be alive sir&lt;br /&gt;Good day to be alive, he said.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it comes to be that the soothing light at the end of your tunnel&lt;br /&gt;Is just a freight train coming your way&lt;br /&gt;Then it comes to be that the soothing light at the end of your tunnel&lt;br /&gt;Is just the freight train coming your way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont it feel right like this&lt;br /&gt;All the pieces fall to his wish&lt;br /&gt;Suck up for that quick reward boy&lt;br /&gt;Suck up for that quick reward they said.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it comes to be that the soothing light at the end of your tunnel&lt;br /&gt;Is just a freight train coming your way&lt;br /&gt;Then it comes to be that the soothing light at the end of your tunnel&lt;br /&gt;Is just the freight train coming your way......&lt;br /&gt;It's coming your way&lt;br /&gt;It's coming your way......&lt;br /&gt;Here comes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, then it comes to be that the soothing light at the end of your tunnel&lt;br /&gt;Is just a freight train coming your way.... yeah...&lt;br /&gt;Then it comes to be, yeah...&lt;br /&gt;Then it comes to be, yeah...&lt;br /&gt;Then it comes to be, yeah...&lt;br /&gt;Then it comes to be, yeah...&lt;br /&gt;Then it comes to be, yeah...&lt;br /&gt;Then it comes to be, yeah...&lt;br /&gt;Then it comes to be, yeah...&lt;br /&gt;Then it comes to be, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XG2vJBEQJn0&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XG2vJBEQJn0&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209407818741301450-2959681610971836054?l=mad-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/feeds/2959681610971836054/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6209407818741301450&amp;postID=2959681610971836054&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/2959681610971836054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/2959681610971836054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/04/track-541-its-coming-your-way.html' title='Track 541 - It&apos;s coming your way'/><author><name>JK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252447245745283530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-5097096545126905806</id><published>2009-04-28T04:56:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T05:00:07.957+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bush'/><title type='text'>Track 540 - ... and you fake with a saint</title><content type='html'>Sem comentários.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Everything Zen - Bush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There must be something we can eat&lt;br /&gt;Maybe find another lover&lt;br /&gt;Should I fly to Los Angeles&lt;br /&gt;Find my asshole brother&lt;br /&gt;Mickey Mouse has grown up a cow&lt;br /&gt;Dave's on sale again&lt;br /&gt;We kissy kiss in the rear view&lt;br /&gt;We're so bored&lt;br /&gt;You're to blame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try to see it once my way&lt;br /&gt;Everything zen&lt;br /&gt;Everything zen&lt;br /&gt;I don't think so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raindogs howl for the century&lt;br /&gt;A million dollars a stake&lt;br /&gt;As you search for your demi-god&lt;br /&gt;And you fake with a saint&lt;br /&gt;There's no sex in your violence&lt;br /&gt;There's no sex in your violence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try to see it once my way&lt;br /&gt;Everything zen&lt;br /&gt;Everything zen&lt;br /&gt;I don't think so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't believe that Elvis is dead&lt;br /&gt;I don't believe that Elvis is dead&lt;br /&gt;I don't believe that Elvis is, Elvis is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no sex in your violence &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Gz-H006JZ24&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Gz-H006JZ24&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209407818741301450-5097096545126905806?l=mad-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/feeds/5097096545126905806/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6209407818741301450&amp;postID=5097096545126905806&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/5097096545126905806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/5097096545126905806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/04/track-540-and-you-fake-with-saint.html' title='Track 540 - ... and you fake with a saint'/><author><name>JK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252447245745283530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-8992688705379344135</id><published>2009-04-01T04:46:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T04:53:16.663+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Março'/><title type='text'>Março - Resumo</title><content type='html'>Estas são as músicas que foram aqui publicadas no mês de Março:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/03/track-533-bless-your-heart-girl.html"&gt;Parallel Universe - Red Hot Chili Peppers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/03/track-534-nao-ha-po-nas-entrelinhas.html"&gt;Na terra dos Sonhos - Jorge Palma&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/03/track-535-come-on-baby.html"&gt;Light my fire - The Doors&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/03/track-536-if-you-wanna-kill-yourself.html"&gt;Loose Lips - Kimya Dawson&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/03/track-537-cause-i-dont-have-my-fangs.html"&gt;Vampire - Antsy Pants&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/03/track-538-livin-life-of-cat.html"&gt;The Dynamo of Volition - Jason Mraz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/03/track-539-and-ill-keep-being-me.html"&gt;Twentysomething - Jamie Cullum&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209407818741301450-8992688705379344135?l=mad-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/feeds/8992688705379344135/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6209407818741301450&amp;postID=8992688705379344135&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/8992688705379344135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/8992688705379344135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/04/marco-resumo.html' title='Março - Resumo'/><author><name>JK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252447245745283530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-2091891491452625195</id><published>2009-03-26T04:14:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T04:21:46.375+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jamie Cullum'/><title type='text'>Track 539 - ...and I'll keep being me.</title><content type='html'>A letra faz todo o sentido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Twentysomething - Jamie Cullum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After years of expensive education,&lt;br /&gt;a car full of books and anticipation,&lt;br /&gt;I’m an expert on Shakespeare and that’s a hell of a lot&lt;br /&gt;but the world don't need scholars as much as I thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll go travelling for a year,&lt;br /&gt;finding myself or start a career.&lt;br /&gt;I could work for the poor though I’m hungry for fame&lt;br /&gt;we all seem so different but we're just the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll go to the gym, so I don't get fat,&lt;br /&gt;aren't things more easy with a tight six pack?&lt;br /&gt;Who knows the answers? Who do you trust?&lt;br /&gt;I can't even separate love from lust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I’ll move back home and pay off my loans,&lt;br /&gt;working nine to five answering phones.&lt;br /&gt;Don't make me live for my friday nights,&lt;br /&gt;drinking eight pints and getting in fights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to get up, just let me lie in,&lt;br /&gt;leave me alone, I'm a twenty something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll just fall in love that could solve it all,&lt;br /&gt;philosophers say that that’s enough,&lt;br /&gt;there surely must be more. Ooooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love ain’t the answer nor is work,&lt;br /&gt;the truth eludes me so much it hurts.&lt;br /&gt;But I’m still having fun and I guess that's the key,&lt;br /&gt;I'm a twenty something and I'll keep being me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doh dah duh dah, do duh dah dah dah&lt;br /&gt;doh dah duh dah, do duh dah dah dah&lt;br /&gt;doh dah duh dah, do duh dah dah dah&lt;br /&gt;doh dah duh dah, do duh dah dah dah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m a twenty something.&lt;br /&gt;Let me lie in, Leave me alone.&lt;br /&gt;I’m a twenty something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doh dah duh dah, do duh dah dah dah&lt;br /&gt;doh dah duh dah, do duh dah dah dah&lt;br /&gt;doh dah duh dah, do duh dah dah dah&lt;br /&gt;doh dah duh dah, do duh dah dah dah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ox534xCWPEs&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ox534xCWPEs&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209407818741301450-2091891491452625195?l=mad-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/feeds/2091891491452625195/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6209407818741301450&amp;postID=2091891491452625195&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/2091891491452625195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/2091891491452625195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/03/track-539-and-ill-keep-being-me.html' title='Track 539 - ...and I&apos;ll keep being me.'/><author><name>JK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252447245745283530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-3857037504766516331</id><published>2009-03-24T03:02:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T03:10:33.303+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jason Mraz'/><title type='text'>Track 538 - Livin' life of the cat</title><content type='html'>Simplesmente brilhante.&lt;br /&gt;Porto? Eu fui :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Dynamo of Volition - Jason Mraz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;Good job, get 'em up way high gimmie gimmie that high five&lt;br /&gt;Good times, get 'em way down low gimmie gimmie that low dough&lt;br /&gt;Good god, bring 'em back again, gimmie gimmie that high ten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the best definition of good intention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not answer a call if I do not know who is calling&lt;br /&gt;I guess the whole point of it all is that we never know really&lt;br /&gt;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&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, that shit so silly&lt;br /&gt;bap bap bap bap bap bap so silly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;Good job, get 'em up way high gimmie gimmie that high five&lt;br /&gt;Good times, get 'em way down low gimmie gimmie that low dough&lt;br /&gt;Good god, bring 'em back again, gimmie gimmie that high ten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the best definition of good vs. evil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not keep up with statistics I do not sleep without a mistress&lt;br /&gt;I do not eat unless it's fixed with some kind of sweet like a licorice&lt;br /&gt;My home is deep inside the mystics I'm known to keep diggin' on existence&lt;br /&gt;I'm holdin' in the heat like a fish stick, my phone it beeps because I missed it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not answer the call if I do not know who is calling&lt;br /&gt;Makin' no sense of it all say can I get a witness?&lt;br /&gt;I'm only a boy in a story, just a hallucinatory trippin' on nothin' there is livin' in the wilderness&lt;br /&gt;With a tiger spot on my back, livin' life of a cat&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna relax here and write another rap tune&lt;br /&gt;Drivin' off on a blind man's bike&lt;br /&gt;I can say just what I like or nothin' can stop you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good job, get 'em up way high gimmie gimmie that high five&lt;br /&gt;Good times, get 'em way down low gimmie gimmie that low dough&lt;br /&gt;Good god, bring 'em back again, gimmie gimmie that high ten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the best definition of good intentions.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LbC4Vbdgwds&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LbC4Vbdgwds&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209407818741301450-3857037504766516331?l=mad-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/feeds/3857037504766516331/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6209407818741301450&amp;postID=3857037504766516331&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/3857037504766516331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/3857037504766516331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/03/track-538-livin-life-of-cat.html' title='Track 538 - Livin&apos; life of the cat'/><author><name>JK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252447245745283530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-3623040015439549857</id><published>2009-03-19T03:12:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T03:28:47.992+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Antsy Pants'/><title type='text'>Track 537 - 'Cause I don't have my fangs...</title><content type='html'>Não sei porquê, mas adoro esta música. Um hino à maluquice :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Vampire - Antsy Pants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a vampire&lt;br /&gt;I am a vampire&lt;br /&gt;I am a vampire&lt;br /&gt;I am a vampire&lt;br /&gt;I am a vampire&lt;br /&gt;vampire&lt;br /&gt;I am a vampire&lt;br /&gt;I have lost my fangs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a vampire&lt;br /&gt;I am a vampire&lt;br /&gt;I am a vampire&lt;br /&gt;I have lost my fangs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm sad and I feel lonely&lt;br /&gt;So I cry and I'm very angry&lt;br /&gt;And I eat some garlic&lt;br /&gt;So I'm no more satanic yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a vampire and I'm walking (or looking) in the city&lt;br /&gt;But the pretty girls don't look at me, don't look at me&lt;br /&gt;Cos' I don't have my fangs, Cos' I have lost my fangs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a vampire&lt;br /&gt;I am a vampire&lt;br /&gt;I have lost my mouth organ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a vampire&lt;br /&gt;I am a vampire&lt;br /&gt;I have lost my mouth organ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si I get bored and I shout&lt;br /&gt;So I eat pop corn and I put on weight&lt;br /&gt;And I sing but my voice is breaking&lt;br /&gt;And I want to play the guitar&lt;br /&gt;But my guitar is out of tune&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a vampire and I'm walking in the city&lt;br /&gt;But the musicals don't play with me, don't play with me&lt;br /&gt;Cos' I don't have my mouth organ&lt;br /&gt;Cos' I have lost my mouth organ. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GNh5RN8r0K0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GNh5RN8r0K0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209407818741301450-3623040015439549857?l=mad-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/feeds/3623040015439549857/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6209407818741301450&amp;postID=3623040015439549857&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/3623040015439549857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/3623040015439549857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/03/track-537-cause-i-dont-have-my-fangs.html' title='Track 537 - &apos;Cause I don&apos;t have my fangs...'/><author><name>JK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252447245745283530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-2107121786375060236</id><published>2009-03-19T03:08:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T03:12:50.967+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kimya Dawson'/><title type='text'>Track 536 - If you wanna kill yourself...</title><content type='html'>Estranhamente brilhante :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Loose Lips - Kimya Dawson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loose lips might sink ships but loose kisses take trips&lt;br /&gt;to San Francisco, double dutch disco,&lt;br /&gt;tech. TV hottie, do it for scottie&lt;br /&gt;do it for the living and do it for the dead&lt;br /&gt;do it for the monsters under your bed&lt;br /&gt;do it for the teenagers and do it for your mom&lt;br /&gt;broken hearts hurt but they make us strong and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[we won't stop until somebody calls the cops&lt;br /&gt;and even then we'll start again and just pretend that&lt;br /&gt;nothing ever happened X 2]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're just dancing, we're just hugging,&lt;br /&gt;singing, screaming, kissing, tugging&lt;br /&gt;on the sleeve of how it used to be&lt;br /&gt;how's it gonna be?&lt;br /&gt;I'll drop kick Russell Stover, move into the starting over house&lt;br /&gt;and know Matt Rouse and Jest are watching me achieve my dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we'll pray, all damn day, every day,&lt;br /&gt;that all this shit our president has got us in will go away&lt;br /&gt;while we strive to figure out a way we can survive&lt;br /&gt;these trying times without losing our minds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so if you wanna burn yourself &lt;br /&gt;remember that I love you&lt;br /&gt;if you wanna cut yourself &lt;br /&gt;remember that I love you&lt;br /&gt;if you wanna kill yourself &lt;br /&gt;remember that I love you&lt;br /&gt;call me up before your dead, we can make some plans instead&lt;br /&gt;send me an IM, I'll be your friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shysters live from scheme to scheme and my 4th quarter pipe dreams&lt;br /&gt;are seeming more and more worth fighting for&lt;br /&gt;so I'll curate some situations, make my job a big vacation&lt;br /&gt;and I'll say fuck Bush and fuck this war&lt;br /&gt;my war paint is Sharpie ink and I'll show you how much my shit stinks&lt;br /&gt;and ask you what you think because your thoughts and words are powerful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they think we're disposable? well both my thumbs opposable!&lt;br /&gt;spelled out on a double word and triple letter score and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[we won't stop until somebody calls the cops&lt;br /&gt;and even then we'll start again and just pretend that&lt;br /&gt;nothing ever happened X 4]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're just dancing, we're just hugging,&lt;br /&gt;singing, screaming, kissing, tugging&lt;br /&gt;on the sleeve of how it used to be &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/z93VYGvGM5Q&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/z93VYGvGM5Q&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209407818741301450-2107121786375060236?l=mad-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/feeds/2107121786375060236/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6209407818741301450&amp;postID=2107121786375060236&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/2107121786375060236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/2107121786375060236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/03/track-536-if-you-wanna-kill-yourself.html' title='Track 536 - If you wanna kill yourself...'/><author><name>JK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252447245745283530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-4071824295352750354</id><published>2009-03-14T07:07:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T07:12:22.282+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Doors'/><title type='text'>Track 535 - Come on baby...</title><content type='html'>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?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Light my fire - The Doors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know that it would be untrue&lt;br /&gt;You know that I would be a liar&lt;br /&gt;If I was to say to you&lt;br /&gt;Girl, we couldn't get much higher&lt;br /&gt;Come on baby, light my fire&lt;br /&gt;Come on baby, light my fire&lt;br /&gt;Try to set the night on fire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time to hesitate is through&lt;br /&gt;No time to wallow in the mire&lt;br /&gt;Try now we can only lose&lt;br /&gt;And our love become a funeral pyre&lt;br /&gt;Come on baby, light my fire&lt;br /&gt;Come on baby, light my fire&lt;br /&gt;Try to set the night on fire, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time to hesitate is through&lt;br /&gt;No time to wallow in the mire&lt;br /&gt;Try now we can only lose&lt;br /&gt;And our love become a funeral pyre&lt;br /&gt;Come on baby, light my fire&lt;br /&gt;Come on baby, light my fire&lt;br /&gt;Try to set the night on fire, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know that it would be untrue&lt;br /&gt;You know that I would be a liar&lt;br /&gt;If I was to say to you&lt;br /&gt;Girl, we couldn't get much higher&lt;br /&gt;Come on baby, light my fire&lt;br /&gt;Come on baby, light my fire&lt;br /&gt;Try to set the night on fire&lt;br /&gt;Try to set the night on fire&lt;br /&gt;Try to set the night on fire&lt;br /&gt;Try to set the night on fire &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Zx0awbW0pQU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Zx0awbW0pQU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209407818741301450-4071824295352750354?l=mad-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/feeds/4071824295352750354/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6209407818741301450&amp;postID=4071824295352750354&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/4071824295352750354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/4071824295352750354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/03/track-535-come-on-baby.html' title='Track 535 - Come on baby...'/><author><name>JK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252447245745283530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-5338276974952640086</id><published>2009-03-04T05:57:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T06:02:31.668+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jorge Palma'/><title type='text'>Track 534 - não há pó nas entrelinhas...</title><content type='html'>Quem me dera escrever como ele...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"Se queres ver o Mundo inteiro à tua altura, &lt;br /&gt;tens de olhar para fora sem esqueceres que dentro é que é o teu lugar"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Na terra dos Sonhos - Jorge Palma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andava eu sem ter onde cair vivo&lt;br /&gt;Fui procurar abrigo nas frases estudadas do senhor doutor&lt;br /&gt;Ai de mim não era nada daquilo que eu queria&lt;br /&gt;Ninguém se compreendia e eu vi que a coisa ia de mal a pior&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na terra dos sonhos, podes ser quem tu és, ninguém te leva a mal&lt;br /&gt;Na terra dos sonhos toda a gente trata a gente toda por igual&lt;br /&gt;Na terra dos sonhos não há pó nas entrelinhas, ninguém se pode enganar&lt;br /&gt;Abre bem os olhos, escuta bem o coração, se é que queres ir para lá morar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andava eu sozinho a tremer de frio&lt;br /&gt;Fui procurar calor e ternura nos braços de uma mulher&lt;br /&gt;Mas esqueci-me de lhe dar também um pouco de atenção&lt;br /&gt;E a minha solidão não me largou da mão nem um minuto sequer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na terra dos sonhos, podes ser quem tu és, ninguém te leva a mal&lt;br /&gt;Na terra dos sonhos toda a gente trata a gente toda por igual&lt;br /&gt;Na terra dos sonhos não há pó nas entrelinhas, ninguém se pode enganar&lt;br /&gt;Abre bem os olhos, escuta bem o coração, se é que queres ir para lá morar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se queres ver o Mundo inteiro à tua altura&lt;br /&gt;Tens de olhar para fora, sem esqueceres que dentro é que é o teu lugar&lt;br /&gt;E se às duas por três vires que perdeste o balanço&lt;br /&gt;Não penses em descanso, está ao teu alcance, tens de o reencontrar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na terra dos sonhos, podes ser quem tu és, ninguém te leva a mal&lt;br /&gt;Na terra dos sonhos toda a gente trata a gente toda por igual&lt;br /&gt;Na terra dos sonhos não há pó nas entrelinhas, ninguém se pode enganar&lt;br /&gt;Abre bem os olhos, escuta bem o coração, se é que queres ir para lá morar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9P8QjFjXZG0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9P8QjFjXZG0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209407818741301450-5338276974952640086?l=mad-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/feeds/5338276974952640086/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6209407818741301450&amp;postID=5338276974952640086&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/5338276974952640086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/5338276974952640086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/03/track-534-nao-ha-po-nas-entrelinhas.html' title='Track 534 - não há pó nas entrelinhas...'/><author><name>JK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252447245745283530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-7704235848380042926</id><published>2009-03-03T05:52:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T06:00:36.312+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Red Hot Chili Peppers'/><title type='text'>Track 533 - Bless your heart girl</title><content type='html'>Exactamente o que precisava ouvir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Parallel Universe - Red Hot Chili Peppers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep inside of a parallel universe&lt;br /&gt;It's getting harder and harder&lt;br /&gt;To tell what came first&lt;br /&gt;Under water where thoughts can breathe easily&lt;br /&gt;Far away you were made in a sea&lt;br /&gt;Just like me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christ I'm a sidewinder I'm a&lt;br /&gt;California king&lt;br /&gt;I swear its everywhere&lt;br /&gt;Its everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staring straight up into the sky&lt;br /&gt;Oh my my a solar system that fits&lt;br /&gt;In your eye &lt;br /&gt;Microcosm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could die but your never dead &lt;br /&gt;spider web&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at the stars in&lt;br /&gt;Your head fields of space kid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christ I'm a sidewinder I'm a&lt;br /&gt;California king&lt;br /&gt;I swear it's everywhere&lt;br /&gt;It's everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psychic changes are born in your heart &lt;br /&gt;entertain&lt;br /&gt;A nervous breakthrough that makes us the same&lt;br /&gt;Bless your heart girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kill the pressure its raining on&lt;br /&gt;Salty cheeks&lt;br /&gt;When you hear the beloved song&lt;br /&gt;I am with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christ I'm a sidewinder I'm a&lt;br /&gt;California king&lt;br /&gt;I swear it's everywhere&lt;br /&gt;It's everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/b-vnQmN44Ac&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/b-vnQmN44Ac&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209407818741301450-7704235848380042926?l=mad-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/feeds/7704235848380042926/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6209407818741301450&amp;postID=7704235848380042926&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/7704235848380042926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/7704235848380042926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/03/track-533-bless-your-heart-girl.html' title='Track 533 - Bless your heart girl'/><author><name>JK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252447245745283530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-8437073820523989441</id><published>2009-03-01T21:42:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T03:49:54.177+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fevereiro'/><title type='text'>Fevereiro - Resumo</title><content type='html'>Estas são as músicas que foram aqui publicadas no mês de Fevereiro:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/02/track-523-nao-antevi.html"&gt;Vício de ti - Mesa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/02/track-524-i-struggle-for-words-and-then.html"&gt;Spitting games - Snow Patrol&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/02/track-525-no-not-i.html"&gt;I will survive - Cake&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/02/track-526-power-to-be.html"&gt;Suddenly I see - KT Tunstall&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/02/track-527-dont-you-forget-it.html"&gt;After you've gone - Jamie Cullum&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/02/track-528-and-when-i-looked.html"&gt;Blue Moon - Diane Shaw&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/02/track-529-and-me-wan-go-home.html"&gt;Day-O (Banana Boat Song) - Harry Belafonte&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/02/track-530-all-through-night.html"&gt;Fever - Rita Moreno &amp; Animal&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/02/track-531-ate-que-os-olhos-mudem-de-cor.html"&gt;Não me deixe só - Vanessa da Mata&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/02/track-532-just-go-just-turn-around-and.html"&gt;Orange Tree - David Fonseca&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209407818741301450-8437073820523989441?l=mad-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/feeds/8437073820523989441/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6209407818741301450&amp;postID=8437073820523989441&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/8437073820523989441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/8437073820523989441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/03/fevereiro-resumo.html' title='Fevereiro - Resumo'/><author><name>JK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252447245745283530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-2697526446726546493</id><published>2009-02-14T03:14:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T03:35:00.010+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Fonseca'/><title type='text'>Track 532 - Just go, just turn around and...</title><content type='html'>A trabalheira que tive para encontrar esta..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Orange Tree - David Fonseca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something in your mind goes weary, goes&lt;br /&gt;Turning itself into a big ball of snow&lt;br /&gt;And it just rolls, grows, growing stronger&lt;br /&gt;As it goes, goes down the valley&lt;br /&gt;Of the cold, cold lonely mountain&lt;br /&gt;That hides all your secrets away from the surface&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There, where, all Your feelings show&lt;br /&gt;Where You stand on your own&lt;br /&gt;I'll meet You under a shadow of an orange tree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He never ever really loved You&lt;br /&gt;He never ever really cared, cared&lt;br /&gt;So just go, just turn around and hold me, just hold me&lt;br /&gt;Cause I, I've been waiting forever, forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something in Your mind goes weary, goes&lt;br /&gt;Turning itself into a big ball of snow&lt;br /&gt;And it just rolls, rolls growing stronger&lt;br /&gt;As it goes, goes down the valley&lt;br /&gt;Of the cold, cold lonely mountain&lt;br /&gt;That hides all Your secrets away from the surface&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There, where, all Your feelings show&lt;br /&gt;Where You stand on your own&lt;br /&gt;I'll take You dancing&lt;br /&gt;We'll climb and we'll sit on the top of an orange tree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He never ever really loved You&lt;br /&gt;He never ever really cared, cared&lt;br /&gt;So just go, just turn around and hold me, just hold me&lt;br /&gt;Cause I, I've been waiting forever, forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something in my heart goes boom, boom, boom&lt;br /&gt;And all I see is You, You, You&lt;br /&gt;Something in my heart goes boom, boom, boom&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing I can do&lt;br /&gt;Light shines for You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TTls-kSf23o&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TTls-kSf23o&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209407818741301450-2697526446726546493?l=mad-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/feeds/2697526446726546493/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6209407818741301450&amp;postID=2697526446726546493&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/2697526446726546493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/2697526446726546493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/02/track-532-just-go-just-turn-around-and.html' title='Track 532 - Just go, just turn around and...'/><author><name>JK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252447245745283530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-3120230124284433348</id><published>2009-02-14T02:21:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T02:23:59.306+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vanessa da Mata'/><title type='text'>Track 531 - até que os olhos mudem de cor</title><content type='html'>Lembrei-me desta há pouco. O vídeo é giro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Não me deixe só - Vanessa da Mata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não me deixe só&lt;br /&gt;Eu tenho medo do escuro&lt;br /&gt;Eu tenho medo do inseguro&lt;br /&gt;Dos fantasmas da minha voz...(2x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não me deixe só&lt;br /&gt;Tenho desejos maiores&lt;br /&gt;Eu quero beijos intermináveis&lt;br /&gt;Até que os olhos mudem de cor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não me deixe só&lt;br /&gt;Eu tenho medo do escuro&lt;br /&gt;Eu tenho medo do inseguro&lt;br /&gt;Dos fantasmas da minha voz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não me deixe só&lt;br /&gt;Que o meu destino é raro&lt;br /&gt;Eu não preciso que seja caro&lt;br /&gt;Quero gosto sincero de amor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fique mais&lt;br /&gt;Que eu gostei de ter você&lt;br /&gt;Não vou mais querer ninguém&lt;br /&gt;Agora que sei quem me faz bem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não me deixe só&lt;br /&gt;Que eu saio na capoeira&lt;br /&gt;Sou perigosa&lt;br /&gt;Sou macumbeira&lt;br /&gt;Eu sou de paz&lt;br /&gt;Eu sou do bem, mas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não me deixe só&lt;br /&gt;Eu tenho medo do escuro&lt;br /&gt;Eu tenho medo do inseguro&lt;br /&gt;Dos fantasmas da minha voz...(2x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah ah! Ah ah ah ah ah aah!&lt;br /&gt;Ah ah! Ah ah ah ah ah aah!&lt;br /&gt;Ah ah! Ah ah ah ah ah aah!&lt;br /&gt;Ah ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fique mais,&lt;br /&gt;Que eu gostei de ter você&lt;br /&gt;Não vou mais querer ninguém&lt;br /&gt;Agora que sei quem me faz bem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não me deixe só&lt;br /&gt;Que eu saio na capoeira&lt;br /&gt;Sou perigosa&lt;br /&gt;Sou macumbeira&lt;br /&gt;Eu sou de paz&lt;br /&gt;Eu sou do bem, mas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não me deixe só&lt;br /&gt;Eu tenho medo do escuro&lt;br /&gt;Eu tenho medo do inseguro&lt;br /&gt;Dos fantasmas da minha voz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah ah! Ah ah ah ah ah aah!&lt;br /&gt;Ah ah! Ah ah ah ah ah aah!&lt;br /&gt;Ah ah! Ah ah ah ah ah aah!&lt;br /&gt;Ah ah! Ah ah ah ah ah aah!&lt;br /&gt;Ah ah! Ah ah ah ah ah aah!&lt;br /&gt;Ah ah ah ah ah aah! (3x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fICEI4B3Q8A&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fICEI4B3Q8A&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209407818741301450-3120230124284433348?l=mad-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/feeds/3120230124284433348/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6209407818741301450&amp;postID=3120230124284433348&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/3120230124284433348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/3120230124284433348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/02/track-531-ate-que-os-olhos-mudem-de-cor.html' title='Track 531 - até que os olhos mudem de cor'/><author><name>JK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252447245745283530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-6744314498223570303</id><published>2009-02-10T05:33:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T05:39:50.993+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rita Moreno'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Animal'/><title type='text'>Track 530 - all through the night...</title><content type='html'>E já que estou numa de pérolas, aqui fica uma das melhores versões da "Fever" que conheço. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O vídeo basta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Fever - Rita Moreno &amp; Animal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0yvHWyvexZA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0yvHWyvexZA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209407818741301450-6744314498223570303?l=mad-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/feeds/6744314498223570303/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6209407818741301450&amp;postID=6744314498223570303&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/6744314498223570303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/6744314498223570303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/02/track-530-all-through-night.html' title='Track 530 - all through the night...'/><author><name>JK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252447245745283530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-2508984445917678871</id><published>2009-02-10T05:27:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T05:32:58.091+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harry Belafonte'/><title type='text'>Track 529 - and me wan' go home...</title><content type='html'>Tinha mesmo de pôr esta aqui. A música é muito conhecida e este vídeo em particular é brilhante. Que saudades dos Marretas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Day-O (Banana Boat Song) - Harry Belafonte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day-o, Day-ay-ay-o&lt;br /&gt;Daylight come and me wan' go home&lt;br /&gt;Day, me say day, me say day, me say day&lt;br /&gt;Me say day, me say day-ay-ay-o&lt;br /&gt;Daylight come and me wan' go home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work all night on a drink a' rum&lt;br /&gt;Daylight come and me wan' go home&lt;br /&gt;Stack banana till the mornin' come&lt;br /&gt;Daylight come and me wan' go home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come, Mister tally man, tally me banana&lt;br /&gt;Daylight come and me wan' go home&lt;br /&gt;Come, Mister tally man, tally me banana&lt;br /&gt;Daylight come and me wan' go home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's six foot, seven foot, eight foot BUNCH!&lt;br /&gt;Daylight come and me wan' go home&lt;br /&gt;Six foot, seven foot, eight foot BUNCH!&lt;br /&gt;Daylight come and me wan' go home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day, me say day-ay-ay-o&lt;br /&gt;Daylight come and me wan' go home&lt;br /&gt;Day, me say day, me say day, me say day...&lt;br /&gt;Daylight come and me wan' go home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A beautiful bunch a' ripe banana&lt;br /&gt;Daylight come and me wan' go home&lt;br /&gt;Hide the deadly black tarantula&lt;br /&gt;Daylight come and me wan' go home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's six foot, seven foot, eight foot BUNCH!&lt;br /&gt;Daylight come and me wan' go home&lt;br /&gt;Six foot, seven foot, eight foot BUNCH!&lt;br /&gt;Daylight come and me wan' go home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day, me say day-ay-ay-o&lt;br /&gt;Daylight come and me wan' go home&lt;br /&gt;Day, me say day, me say day, me say day...&lt;br /&gt;Daylight come and me wan' go home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come, Mister tally man, tally me banana&lt;br /&gt;Daylight come and me wan' go home&lt;br /&gt;Come, Mister tally man, tally me banana&lt;br /&gt;Daylight come and me wan' go home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day-o, day-ay-ay-o&lt;br /&gt;Daylight come and me wan' go home&lt;br /&gt;Day, me say day, me say day, me say day&lt;br /&gt;Me say day, me say day-ay-ay-o&lt;br /&gt;Daylight come and me wan' go home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6AjovHGK-TA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6AjovHGK-TA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209407818741301450-2508984445917678871?l=mad-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/feeds/2508984445917678871/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6209407818741301450&amp;postID=2508984445917678871&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/2508984445917678871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/2508984445917678871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/02/track-529-and-me-wan-go-home.html' title='Track 529 - and me wan&apos; go home...'/><author><name>JK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252447245745283530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-4330486895872830632</id><published>2009-02-10T04:35:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T04:45:12.706+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diane Shaw'/><title type='text'>Track 528 - And when I looked...</title><content type='html'>Noites em que dá vontade de dançar isto... devagarinho...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Letra de Lorenz Hart e Richard Rodgers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Blue Moon - Diane Shaw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blue moon, you saw me standin' alone&lt;br /&gt;Without a dream in my heart, without a love of my own&lt;br /&gt;Blue moon, you knew just what I was there for&lt;br /&gt;You heard me sayin' a prayer for&lt;br /&gt;Someone I really could care for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there suddenly appeared before me&lt;br /&gt;The only one my arms will hold&lt;br /&gt;I heard somebody whisper "please adore me"&lt;br /&gt;And when I looked, the moon had turned to gold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blue moon, now I'm no longer alone&lt;br /&gt;Without a dream in my heart&lt;br /&gt;Without a love of my own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there suddenly appeared before me&lt;br /&gt;The only one my arms will ever hold&lt;br /&gt;I heard somebody whisper "please adore me"&lt;br /&gt;And when I looked, the moon had turned to gold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blue moon, now I'm no longer alone&lt;br /&gt;Without a dream in my heart&lt;br /&gt;Without a love of my own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blue moon, now I'm no longer alone&lt;br /&gt;Without a dream in my heart&lt;br /&gt;Without a love of my own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qPYpu1uM3zU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qPYpu1uM3zU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209407818741301450-4330486895872830632?l=mad-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/feeds/4330486895872830632/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6209407818741301450&amp;postID=4330486895872830632&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/4330486895872830632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/4330486895872830632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/02/track-528-and-when-i-looked.html' title='Track 528 - And when I looked...'/><author><name>JK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252447245745283530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-9159382158503666958</id><published>2009-02-10T01:38:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T01:45:39.084+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jamie Cullum'/><title type='text'>Track 527 - don't you forget it</title><content type='html'>A música original data de 1918 e é da autoria de Henry Creamer. Marion Harris foi a sua primeira intérprete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apanhei esta versão numa série de tv que costumo ver.&lt;br /&gt;Muito bom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;After you've gone - Jamie Cullum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After you've gone&lt;br /&gt;And left me crying&lt;br /&gt;After you've gone&lt;br /&gt;There's no denying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday when you grow lonely&lt;br /&gt;Your heart will break like mine for you for me only&lt;br /&gt;After you've gone&lt;br /&gt;After you've gone away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After you've gone&lt;br /&gt;And left me crying&lt;br /&gt;After you've gone&lt;br /&gt;There's no denying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll feel blue&lt;br /&gt;You'll feel sad&lt;br /&gt;You've missed the dearest pal that you ever had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There'll come a time&lt;br /&gt;Don't you forget it&lt;br /&gt;There'll come a time&lt;br /&gt;When you're gonna regret it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday when you grow lonely&lt;br /&gt;Your heart will break like mine for you for me only&lt;br /&gt;After you've gone&lt;br /&gt;After you've gone&lt;br /&gt;Away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/897PU0ia1Ms&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/897PU0ia1Ms&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209407818741301450-9159382158503666958?l=mad-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/feeds/9159382158503666958/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6209407818741301450&amp;postID=9159382158503666958&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/9159382158503666958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/9159382158503666958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/02/track-527-dont-you-forget-it.html' title='Track 527 - don&apos;t you forget it'/><author><name>JK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252447245745283530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-6668617840552580696</id><published>2009-02-10T01:03:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T01:11:22.917+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KT Tunstall'/><title type='text'>Track 526 - The power to be</title><content type='html'>Não tenho grande coisa a acrescentar. Oiçam e divirtam-se :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Suddenly I see - KT Tunstall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her face is a map of the world&lt;br /&gt;Is a map of the world&lt;br /&gt;You can see she's a beautiful girl&lt;br /&gt;She's a beautiful girl&lt;br /&gt;And everything around her is a silver pool of light&lt;br /&gt;The people who surround her feel the benefit of it&lt;br /&gt;It makes you calm&lt;br /&gt;She holds you captivated in her palm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I see (Suddenly I see)&lt;br /&gt;This is what I wanna be&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I see (Suddenly I see)&lt;br /&gt;Why the hell it means so much to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like walking the world&lt;br /&gt;Like walking the world&lt;br /&gt;You can hear she's a beautiful girl&lt;br /&gt;She's a beautiful girl&lt;br /&gt;She fills up every corner like she's born in black and white&lt;br /&gt;Makes you feel warmer when you're trying to remember&lt;br /&gt;What you heard&lt;br /&gt;She likes to leave you hanging on her word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I see (Suddenly I see)&lt;br /&gt;This is what I wanna be&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I see (Suddenly I see)&lt;br /&gt;Why the hell it means so much to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she's taller than most&lt;br /&gt;And she's looking at me&lt;br /&gt;I can see her eyes looking from a page in a magazine&lt;br /&gt;Oh she makes me feel like I could be a tower&lt;br /&gt;A big strong tower&lt;br /&gt;She got the power to be&lt;br /&gt;The power to give&lt;br /&gt;The power to see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I see (Suddenly I see)&lt;br /&gt;This is what I wanna be&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I see (Suddenly I see)&lt;br /&gt;Why the hell it means so much to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0tlU-1u1JC8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0tlU-1u1JC8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209407818741301450-6668617840552580696?l=mad-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/feeds/6668617840552580696/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6209407818741301450&amp;postID=6668617840552580696&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/6668617840552580696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/6668617840552580696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/02/track-526-power-to-be.html' title='Track 526 - The power to be'/><author><name>JK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252447245745283530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-5711193430139360286</id><published>2009-02-08T06:57:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T07:00:06.170+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cake'/><title type='text'>Track 525 - no, not I.</title><content type='html'>Sem sombra de dúvidas, a minha versão preferida deste clássico.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I will survive - Cake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first I was afraid&lt;br /&gt;I was petrified&lt;br /&gt;I kept thinking&lt;br /&gt;I could never live without you by my side&lt;br /&gt;But then I spent so many nights&lt;br /&gt;Just thinking how you'd done me wrong&lt;br /&gt;And I grew strong&lt;br /&gt;I learned how to get along&lt;br /&gt;So now you're back&lt;br /&gt;From outer space&lt;br /&gt;I just walked in to find you here&lt;br /&gt;Without the look upon your face&lt;br /&gt;I should have changed my f-ing lock&lt;br /&gt;I would have made you leave your key&lt;br /&gt;If I'd have known for just one second&lt;br /&gt;You'd be back to bother me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh now go,&lt;br /&gt;Walk out the door&lt;br /&gt;Just turn around now&lt;br /&gt;You're not welcome anymore&lt;br /&gt;Weren't you the one who tried to break me with desire&lt;br /&gt;Did you think I'd crumble&lt;br /&gt;Did you think I'd lay down and die&lt;br /&gt;Oh no, not I&lt;br /&gt;I will survive&lt;br /&gt;As long as I know how to love I know I'll be alive&lt;br /&gt;I've got all my life to live&lt;br /&gt;I've got all my love to give&lt;br /&gt;I will survive&lt;br /&gt;I will survive&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took all the strength I had&lt;br /&gt;Just not to fall apart&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying hard to mend the pieces&lt;br /&gt;Of my broken heart&lt;br /&gt;And I spent oh so many nights&lt;br /&gt;Just feeling sorry for myself&lt;br /&gt;I used to cry&lt;br /&gt;But now I hold my head up high&lt;br /&gt;And you see me&lt;br /&gt;With somebody new&lt;br /&gt;I'm not that stupid little person still in love with you&lt;br /&gt;And so you thought you'd just drop by&lt;br /&gt;And you expect me to be free&lt;br /&gt;But now I'm saving all my loving&lt;br /&gt;For someone who's loving me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh now go,&lt;br /&gt;Walk out the door&lt;br /&gt;Just turn around now&lt;br /&gt;You're not welcome anymore&lt;br /&gt;Weren't you the one who tried to break me with desire&lt;br /&gt;Did you think I'd crumble&lt;br /&gt;Did you think I'd lay down and die&lt;br /&gt;Oh no, not I&lt;br /&gt;I will survive&lt;br /&gt;As long as I know how to love I know I'll be alive&lt;br /&gt;I've got all my live to live&lt;br /&gt;I've got all my love to give&lt;br /&gt;I will survive&lt;br /&gt;I will survive&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KYJkmDQ3ndg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KYJkmDQ3ndg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209407818741301450-5711193430139360286?l=mad-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/feeds/5711193430139360286/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6209407818741301450&amp;postID=5711193430139360286&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/5711193430139360286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/5711193430139360286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/02/track-525-no-not-i.html' title='Track 525 - no, not I.'/><author><name>JK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252447245745283530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-2095899911829051290</id><published>2009-02-02T04:38:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T04:42:28.709+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Snow Patrol'/><title type='text'>Track 524 - I struggle for the words and then...</title><content type='html'>Nem sabia que tinha esta no computador...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Spitting games - Snow Patrol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I broke into your house last night&lt;br /&gt;And left a note at your bedside&lt;br /&gt;I'm far too shy to speak to you at school&lt;br /&gt;You leave me numb and I'm not sure why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it easier to sit and stare&lt;br /&gt;Than push my limbs out towards you right there&lt;br /&gt;My heart is bursting in your perfect eyes&lt;br /&gt;As blue as oceans and as pure as skies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I struggle for the words and then give up&lt;br /&gt;My heads up with the birds on the t-hut&lt;br /&gt;A little piece of mind that I know better&lt;br /&gt;That the plain disgrace of all my letters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that the floodgates opened up&lt;br /&gt;And I fell in love with everyone I saw&lt;br /&gt;Please take your time I'm not in any rush&lt;br /&gt;And it's in everything I ever write&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not as if I need the extra weight&lt;br /&gt;Confused enough by life so thanks a lot&lt;br /&gt;Lonely written words for company&lt;br /&gt;Just raise the roof this once and follow me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ieQnXhH13Tg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ieQnXhH13Tg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209407818741301450-2095899911829051290?l=mad-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/feeds/2095899911829051290/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6209407818741301450&amp;postID=2095899911829051290&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/2095899911829051290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/2095899911829051290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/02/track-524-i-struggle-for-words-and-then.html' title='Track 524 - I struggle for the words and then...'/><author><name>JK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252447245745283530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-6998536961357865736</id><published>2009-02-02T04:35:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T04:50:38.246+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mesa'/><title type='text'>Track 523 - não antevi...</title><content type='html'>Simples...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Vício de ti - Mesa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amigos como sempre&lt;br /&gt;Dúvidas daqui pra frente&lt;br /&gt;sobre os seus propósitos&lt;br /&gt;é difícil não questionar.&lt;br /&gt;Canto do telhado para toda a gente ouvir&lt;br /&gt;os gatos dos vizinhos gostam de assistir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto a musica não me acalmar&lt;br /&gt;não vou descer, não vou enfrentar&lt;br /&gt;o meu vício de ti não vai passar&lt;br /&gt;e não percebo porque não esmorece&lt;br /&gt;ao que parece o meu corpo não se esquece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não me esqueci, não antevi, não adormeci, o meu vício&lt;br /&gt;de ti (2x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Levei-te à cidade, mostrei-te ruas e pontes&lt;br /&gt;Sem receios atraí-te às minhas fontes&lt;br /&gt;Por inspiração passamos onde mais ninguém passou&lt;br /&gt;Ali algures algo entre nós se revelou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto a música não me acalmar&lt;br /&gt;não vou descer, não vou enfrentar&lt;br /&gt;o meu vício de ti não vai passar&lt;br /&gt;não percebo porque não esmorece&lt;br /&gt;será melhor deixar andar&lt;br /&gt;Será melhor deixar andar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não me esqueci, não antevi, não adormeci, o meu vício&lt;br /&gt;de ti (3x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu canto a sós pra cidade ouvir&lt;br /&gt;e entre nós há promessas por cumprir&lt;br /&gt;mas sei que nada vai mudar&lt;br /&gt;o meu vício de ti não vai passar, não vai passar... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qcwSL6VE-SM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qcwSL6VE-SM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209407818741301450-6998536961357865736?l=mad-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/feeds/6998536961357865736/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6209407818741301450&amp;postID=6998536961357865736&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/6998536961357865736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/6998536961357865736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/02/track-523-nao-antevi.html' title='Track 523 - não antevi...'/><author><name>JK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252447245745283530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-1665271761904936385</id><published>2009-02-01T19:29:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T04:37:07.525+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Janeiro'/><title type='text'>Janeiro - Resumo</title><content type='html'>Estas são as músicas que foram aqui publicadas no mês de Janeiro:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/01/track-506-pouring-gas-on-fire.html"&gt;Feeling Alive - Gomo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/01/track-507-its-time-to-move-on.html"&gt;Hey Tom - Rita RedShoes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/01/track-508-burnin-down-one-night-stands.html"&gt;Play that funky music - Wild Cherry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/01/track-509-water-is-my-eye.html"&gt;Teardrop - Newton Faulkner&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/01/track-510-no-escape-from-reality.html"&gt;Bohemian Rhapsody - Queen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/01/track-511-truly-angels-best.html"&gt;Isn't she lovely - Stevie Wonder&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/01/track-512-give-my-regards-to-soul-and.html"&gt;Human - The Killers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/01/track-513-theres-nothing-here-to-run.html"&gt;Don't panic - Coldplay&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/01/track-514-you-cant-manufacture-miracle.html"&gt;Something beautiful - Robbie Williams&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/01/track-515-and-if-you-look-you-look.html"&gt;Stay(Faraway, so close!) - U2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/01/track-516-i-thought-i-was-dead.html"&gt;Soda Shop - Jay Brannan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/01/track-517-que-se-lixe-o-romantismo.html"&gt;Fon-Fon-Fon - Deolinda&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/01/track-518-como-enfeitar-um-embrulho.html"&gt;Pó de Arroz - Tiago Bettencourt &amp; Mantha&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/01/track-519-well-youre-wrong.html"&gt;Medication - Queens of the Stone Age&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/01/track-520-smiles-awake-you-when-you.html"&gt;Golden Slumbers - The Beatles&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/01/track-521-sometimes-i-believe-in-fate.html"&gt;If you were a sailboat - Katie Melua&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/01/track-522-youre-crazy-breed.html"&gt;Society - Eddie Vedder&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209407818741301450-1665271761904936385?l=mad-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/feeds/1665271761904936385/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6209407818741301450&amp;postID=1665271761904936385&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/1665271761904936385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/1665271761904936385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/02/janeiro-resumo.html' title='Janeiro - Resumo'/><author><name>JK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252447245745283530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-3193756287390746359</id><published>2009-01-30T01:33:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T01:50:59.547+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eddie Vedder'/><title type='text'>Track 522 - you're a crazy breed</title><content type='html'>De um grande filme, uma grande música.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"And when you think more than you want, your thoughts begin to bleed"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Society - Eddie Vedder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, it's a mystery to me&lt;br /&gt;We have a greed with which we have agreed&lt;br /&gt;And you think you have to want more than you need&lt;br /&gt;Until you have it all you won't be free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Society, you're a crazy breed&lt;br /&gt;Hope you're not lonely without me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you want more than you have&lt;br /&gt;You think you need...&lt;br /&gt;And when you think more than you want&lt;br /&gt;Your thoughts begin to bleed&lt;br /&gt;I think I need to find a bigger place&lt;br /&gt;Because when you have more than you think&lt;br /&gt;You need more space&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Society, you're a crazy breed&lt;br /&gt;Hope you're not lonely without me...&lt;br /&gt;Society, crazy indeed&lt;br /&gt;Hope you're not lonely without me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's those thinking, more-or-less, less is more&lt;br /&gt;But if less is more, how you keeping score?&lt;br /&gt;Means for every point you make, your level drops&lt;br /&gt;Kinda like you're starting from the top&lt;br /&gt;You can't do that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Society, you're a crazy breed&lt;br /&gt;Hope you're not lonely without me...&lt;br /&gt;Society, crazy indeed&lt;br /&gt;Hope you're not lonely without me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Society, have mercy on me&lt;br /&gt;Hope you're not angry if I disagree...&lt;br /&gt;Society, crazy indeed&lt;br /&gt;Hope you're not lonely without me... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Cy6iwP9Ux3A&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Cy6iwP9Ux3A&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209407818741301450-3193756287390746359?l=mad-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/feeds/3193756287390746359/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6209407818741301450&amp;postID=3193756287390746359&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/3193756287390746359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/3193756287390746359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/01/track-522-youre-crazy-breed.html' title='Track 522 - you&apos;re a crazy breed'/><author><name>JK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252447245745283530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-2902053027138261305</id><published>2009-01-29T19:52:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T20:00:39.465+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Katie Melua'/><title type='text'>Track 521 - Sometimes I believe in fate, but...</title><content type='html'>Esta tem muito bom aspecto (A música ou a cantora, ou ambas, escolham)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;If you were a sailboat - Katie Melua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're a cowboy I would trail you,&lt;br /&gt;If you're a piece of wood I'd nail you to the floor.&lt;br /&gt;If you're a sailboat I would sail you to the shore.&lt;br /&gt;If you're a river I would swim you,&lt;br /&gt;If you're a house I would live in you all my days.&lt;br /&gt;If you're a preacher I'd begin to change my ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I believe in fate,&lt;br /&gt;But the chances we create,&lt;br /&gt;Always seem to ring more true.&lt;br /&gt;You took a chance on loving me,&lt;br /&gt;I took a chance on loving you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I was in jail I know you'd spring me&lt;br /&gt;If I was a telephone you'd ring me all day long&lt;br /&gt;If was in pain I know you'd sing me soothing songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I believe in fate,&lt;br /&gt;But the chances we create,&lt;br /&gt;Always seem to ring more true.&lt;br /&gt;You took a chance on loving me,&lt;br /&gt;I took a chance on loving you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I was hungry you would feed me&lt;br /&gt;If I was in darkness you would lead me to the light&lt;br /&gt;If I was a book I know you'd read me every night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're a cowboy I would trail you,&lt;br /&gt;If you're a piece of wood I'd nail you to the floor.&lt;br /&gt;If you're a sailboat I would sail you to the shore.&lt;br /&gt;If you're a sailboat I would sail you to the shore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/x25F3-sR2Yo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/x25F3-sR2Yo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209407818741301450-2902053027138261305?l=mad-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/feeds/2902053027138261305/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6209407818741301450&amp;postID=2902053027138261305&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/2902053027138261305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/2902053027138261305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/01/track-521-sometimes-i-believe-in-fate.html' title='Track 521 - Sometimes I believe in fate, but...'/><author><name>JK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252447245745283530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-1840579785364961267</id><published>2009-01-29T19:39:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T19:47:24.210+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Beatles'/><title type='text'>Track 520 - Smiles awake you when you rise</title><content type='html'>Quem sabe, sabe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Golden Slumbers - The Beatles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once there was a way to get back homeward&lt;br /&gt;Once there was a way to get back home&lt;br /&gt;Sleep pretty darling do not cry&lt;br /&gt;And I will sing a lullabye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Golden slumbers fill your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Smiles awake you when you rise&lt;br /&gt;Sleep pretty darling do not cry&lt;br /&gt;And I will sing a lullabye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once there was a way to get back homeward&lt;br /&gt;Once there was a way to get back home&lt;br /&gt;Sleep pretty darling do not cry&lt;br /&gt;And I will sing a lullabye &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Gwt3yXQEZdU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Gwt3yXQEZdU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209407818741301450-1840579785364961267?l=mad-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/feeds/1840579785364961267/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6209407818741301450&amp;postID=1840579785364961267&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/1840579785364961267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/1840579785364961267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/01/track-520-smiles-awake-you-when-you.html' title='Track 520 - Smiles awake you when you rise'/><author><name>JK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252447245745283530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-3211081643462682338</id><published>2009-01-27T21:58:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T22:19:56.319+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='QOTSA'/><title type='text'>Track 519 - ...well, you're wrong</title><content type='html'>O vídeo é mau, mas a música é impecável...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Medication - Queens of the Stone Age&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Medication for us all, it's a new way&lt;br /&gt;And we're gonna take it cause we love it&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this the dose you've been dreamin' of?&lt;br /&gt;A revelation from a gun&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't matter&lt;br /&gt;Overtaken, mine was yours, now overthrown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just copulation in a song&lt;br /&gt;I'm so contagious, can I cum?&lt;br /&gt;In the new way&lt;br /&gt;All of us cast asides became what has become&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Medication for us all&lt;br /&gt;You think you know me, well you're wrong&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't matter&lt;br /&gt;All of us cast asides became what has become &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YaE1Wd6x00c&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YaE1Wd6x00c&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209407818741301450-3211081643462682338?l=mad-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/feeds/3211081643462682338/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6209407818741301450&amp;postID=3211081643462682338&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/3211081643462682338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/3211081643462682338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/01/track-519-well-youre-wrong.html' title='Track 519 - ...well, you&apos;re wrong'/><author><name>JK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252447245745283530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-4995667308057474219</id><published>2009-01-26T22:49:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T23:02:00.561+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tiago Bettencourt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mantha'/><title type='text'>Track 518 - É como enfeitar um embrulho...</title><content type='html'>Um grande artista, deixa saudade. Confesso que prefiro esta versão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para variar, o vídeo não tem a música toda, mas é muito bom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Pó de Arroz - Tiago Bettencourt &amp; Mantha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pó de Arroz,&lt;br /&gt;Na face das pequenas&lt;br /&gt;Será beleza apenas, só&lt;br /&gt;Uma corzinha com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pó de arroz&lt;br /&gt;Rosa é, mulher o pôs&lt;br /&gt;E o homem vai nas cenas&lt;br /&gt;É feia da outra vez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É como enfeitar um embrulho&lt;br /&gt;Arroz com gorgulho talvez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pó de arroz&lt;br /&gt;Do teu arrozal&lt;br /&gt;Esse pó que é fatal&lt;br /&gt;És a tal que me encanta com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pó de Arroz&lt;br /&gt;Não faz nenhum mal&lt;br /&gt;É de arroz integral&lt;br /&gt;Infernal, quando chegas com&lt;br /&gt;Todo o teu arroz (bis)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pó de Arroz&lt;br /&gt;Tens hoje só pra mim&lt;br /&gt;Pós de perlimpimpim&lt;br /&gt;És um arroz doce sim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pode ser&lt;br /&gt;Um canto de sereia&lt;br /&gt;Serei a tua teia&lt;br /&gt;E tu serás meu algoz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas quando te vais alindar&lt;br /&gt;Alindada vens dar no arroz &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/G-tX__ehE8c&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/G-tX__ehE8c&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209407818741301450-4995667308057474219?l=mad-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/feeds/4995667308057474219/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6209407818741301450&amp;postID=4995667308057474219&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/4995667308057474219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/4995667308057474219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/01/track-518-como-enfeitar-um-embrulho.html' title='Track 518 - É como enfeitar um embrulho...'/><author><name>JK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252447245745283530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-2614575874775728272</id><published>2009-01-26T22:39:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T22:43:36.722+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deolinda'/><title type='text'>Track 517 - ... que se lixe o romantismo!</title><content type='html'>São, sem dúvida, diferentes. E eu gosto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Fon-Fon-Fon - Deolinda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olha a banda filarmónica,&lt;br /&gt;a tocar na minha rua.&lt;br /&gt;Vai na banda o meu amor&lt;br /&gt;a soprar na sua tuba.&lt;br /&gt;Ele já tocou trombone,&lt;br /&gt;clarinete e ferrinhos,&lt;br /&gt;só lhe falta o meu nome&lt;br /&gt;suspirado aos meus ouvidos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toda a gente - fon-fon-fon -&lt;br /&gt;só desdizem o que eu digo:&lt;br /&gt;“...Que a tuba - fon-fon-fon -&lt;br /&gt;tem tão pouco romantismo...”&lt;br /&gt;Mas ele toca - fon-fon-fon -&lt;br /&gt;e o meu coração rendido&lt;br /&gt;só responde - fon-fon-fon -&lt;br /&gt;com ternura e carinho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os meus pais já me disseram:&lt;br /&gt;“Ó Filha, não sejas louca!&lt;br /&gt;As Variações de Goldberg&lt;br /&gt;p’lo Glenn Gould é que são boas!”&lt;br /&gt;Mas a música erudita&lt;br /&gt;não faz grande efeito em mim:&lt;br /&gt;do CCB, gosto da vista;&lt;br /&gt;da Gulbenkian, o jardim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toda a gente - fon-fon-fon -&lt;br /&gt;só desdizem o que eu digo:&lt;br /&gt;“... Que a tuba - fon-fon-fon -&lt;br /&gt;tem tão pouco romantismo...”&lt;br /&gt;Mas ele toca - fon-fon-fon -&lt;br /&gt;e cá dentro soam sinos!&lt;br /&gt;No meu peito - fon-fon-fon -&lt;br /&gt;a tuba é que me dá ritmo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gozam as minhas amigas&lt;br /&gt;com o meu gosto musical&lt;br /&gt;que a cena é “electroacústica”&lt;br /&gt;e a moda a “experimental”...&lt;br /&gt;E nem me falem do rock,&lt;br /&gt;dos samplers e discotecas,&lt;br /&gt;não entendo o hip-hop,&lt;br /&gt;e o que é top é uma seca!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toda a gente - fon-fon-fon -&lt;br /&gt;só desdizem o que eu digo:&lt;br /&gt;“... Que a tuba - fon-fon-fon -&lt;br /&gt;tem tão pouco romantismo...”&lt;br /&gt;Mas ele toca - fon-fon-fon -&lt;br /&gt;e, às vezes, não me domino.&lt;br /&gt;Mando todos - fon-fon-fon -&lt;br /&gt;que ele vai é ficar comigo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas ele só toca a tuba&lt;br /&gt;e quando a tuba não toca,&lt;br /&gt;dizem que ele continua;&lt;br /&gt;que em vez de beijar, ele sopra...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toda a gente - fon-fon-fon -&lt;br /&gt;só desdizem o que eu digo:&lt;br /&gt;“... Que a tuba - fon-fon-fon -&lt;br /&gt;tem tão pouco romantismo...”&lt;br /&gt;Mas ele toca - fon-fon-fon -&lt;br /&gt;e é a fanfarra que eu sigo.&lt;br /&gt;Se o amor é fón fón fón&lt;br /&gt;que se lixe o romantismo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HD0o5CjhibQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HD0o5CjhibQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209407818741301450-2614575874775728272?l=mad-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/feeds/2614575874775728272/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6209407818741301450&amp;postID=2614575874775728272&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/2614575874775728272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/2614575874775728272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/01/track-517-que-se-lixe-o-romantismo.html' title='Track 517 - ... que se lixe o romantismo!'/><author><name>JK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252447245745283530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-7519628070224681785</id><published>2009-01-25T23:38:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T23:25:44.234+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jay Brannan'/><title type='text'>Track 516 - I thought I was dead...</title><content type='html'>Se o álbum deste tipo vier parar a Portugal, eu compro-o.&lt;br /&gt;Em relação à letra... são coisas que acontecem a qualquer um :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Soda Shop - Jay Brannan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sidewalk is rushing at my head again&lt;br /&gt;I'm lying on the street in the rain and wind&lt;br /&gt;From doing forward rolls down Avenue A&lt;br /&gt;With my guitar on my back don't let it end this way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow i dialed my cell&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know I could get service in hell&lt;br /&gt;How quickly can you get here&lt;br /&gt;Don't know where I am dear&lt;br /&gt;Finally the world actually seems to be revolving around me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shoobie doobie doo-wap&lt;br /&gt;I overdid it at the soda shop&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being my girl&lt;br /&gt;At the "I don't know when to stop sock hop"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You held my head over the edge of the bed&lt;br /&gt;I remember it now but at the time I thought I was dead&lt;br /&gt;You put a pan there and held back my hair&lt;br /&gt;How can I repay you for saving me and my hardwood floor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shoobie doobie doo-wap&lt;br /&gt;I overdid it at the soda shop&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being my girl&lt;br /&gt;At the "I don't know when to stop sock hop"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when the world stops spinning round&lt;br /&gt;I picked the pan up off the ground&lt;br /&gt;I read my upheaves much like tea leaves&lt;br /&gt;They said "it's over so get sober or you'll die again"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shoobie doobie doo-wap&lt;br /&gt;I overdid it at the soda shop&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being my girl&lt;br /&gt;At the "I don't know when to stop sock hop"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/t8Yen0Ls4bQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/t8Yen0Ls4bQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209407818741301450-7519628070224681785?l=mad-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/feeds/7519628070224681785/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6209407818741301450&amp;postID=7519628070224681785&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/7519628070224681785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/7519628070224681785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/01/track-516-i-thought-i-was-dead.html' title='Track 516 - I thought I was dead...'/><author><name>JK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252447245745283530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-3516824985769030442</id><published>2009-01-25T23:11:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T23:21:49.337+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='U2'/><title type='text'>Track 515 - And if you look, you look through me.</title><content type='html'>Quem faz músicas destas devia ter um país só para si.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Stay(Faraway, so close!) - U2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Green light, seven eleven&lt;br /&gt;You stop in for a pack of cigarettes&lt;br /&gt;You don't smoke, don't even want to&lt;br /&gt;I see you check your change&lt;br /&gt;Dressed up like a car crash&lt;br /&gt;The wheels are turning byt you're upside down&lt;br /&gt;You say when he hits you, you don't mind&lt;br /&gt;Because when he hurts you, you feel alive&lt;br /&gt;Is that what it is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red lights, grey morning&lt;br /&gt;You stumble out of a hole in the ground&lt;br /&gt;A vampire or a victim&lt;br /&gt;It depends on who's around&lt;br /&gt;You used to stay in to watch the adverts&lt;br /&gt;You could lip sync to the talk shows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you look, you look through me&lt;br /&gt;And if you talk it's not to me&lt;br /&gt;And when I touch you, you don't feel a thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could stay... then the night would give you up&lt;br /&gt;Stay, and the day would keep it's trust&lt;br /&gt;Stay, and the night would be enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faraway, so close&lt;br /&gt;Up with the static and the radio&lt;br /&gt;With satelite television&lt;br /&gt;You can go anywhere&lt;br /&gt;Miami, new orleans, london, belfast and berlin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you listen I can't call&lt;br /&gt;And if you jump, you just might fall&lt;br /&gt;And if you shout I'll only hear you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could stay... then the night would give you up&lt;br /&gt;Stay then the day would keep it's trust&lt;br /&gt;Stay with the demons you drowned&lt;br /&gt;Stay with the spirit I found&lt;br /&gt;Stay and the night would be enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three o'clock in the morning&lt;br /&gt;It's quiet and there's no one around&lt;br /&gt;Just the bang and the clatter&lt;br /&gt;As an angel runs to ground&lt;br /&gt;Just the bang and the clatter&lt;br /&gt;As an angel hits the ground &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_cFcL1VjLvY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_cFcL1VjLvY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209407818741301450-3516824985769030442?l=mad-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/feeds/3516824985769030442/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6209407818741301450&amp;postID=3516824985769030442&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/3516824985769030442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/3516824985769030442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/01/track-515-and-if-you-look-you-look.html' title='Track 515 - And if you look, you look through me.'/><author><name>JK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252447245745283530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-7200227684302294196</id><published>2009-01-25T22:23:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T22:31:48.320+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Robbie Williams'/><title type='text'>Track 514 - you can't manufacture a miracle...</title><content type='html'>Já era altura deste tipo voltar a fazer coisas de jeito...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Something beautiful - Robbie Williams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't manufacture a miracle&lt;br /&gt;The silence was pitiful-that day&lt;br /&gt;And love is getting too cynical&lt;br /&gt;Passion's just physical-these days&lt;br /&gt;You analyse everyone you meet&lt;br /&gt;But get no sign - loving kind&lt;br /&gt;Every night you admit defeat&lt;br /&gt;And cry yourself blind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can't wake up in the morning&lt;br /&gt;'Cause your bed lies vacant at night&lt;br /&gt;If you're lost, hurt, tired or lonely&lt;br /&gt;Can't control it try as you might&lt;br /&gt;May you find that love that won't leave you&lt;br /&gt;May you find it by the end of the day&lt;br /&gt;You WON'T be lost, hurt, tired or lonely&lt;br /&gt;Something beautiful will come your way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The DJ said on the radio&lt;br /&gt;Life should be stereo - each day&lt;br /&gt;And the past that cast the unsuitable&lt;br /&gt;Instead of some kind of beautiful&lt;br /&gt;You just couldn't wait&lt;br /&gt;All your friends think you're satisfied&lt;br /&gt;But they can't see your soul, no, no, no&lt;br /&gt;Forgot the time feeling petrified&lt;br /&gt;When they lived alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can't wake up in the morning&lt;br /&gt;'Cause your bed lies vacant at night&lt;br /&gt;If you're lost, hurt, tired or lonely&lt;br /&gt;Can't control it try as you might&lt;br /&gt;May you find that love that won't leave you&lt;br /&gt;May you find it by the end of the day&lt;br /&gt;You WON'T be lost, hurt, tired or lonely&lt;br /&gt;Something beautiful will come your way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some kind of beautiful x3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All your friends think you're satisfied&lt;br /&gt;But they can't see your soul, no, no, no&lt;br /&gt;Forgot the time feeling petrified&lt;br /&gt;When they lived alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can't wake up in the morning&lt;br /&gt;'Cause your bed lies vacant at night&lt;br /&gt;If you're lost, hurt, tired or lonely&lt;br /&gt;Can't control it try as you might&lt;br /&gt;May you find that love that won't leave you&lt;br /&gt;May you find it by the end of the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You WON'T be lost, hurt, tired or lonely&lt;br /&gt;Something beautiful will come your way x2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hfbYyxfUeTU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hfbYyxfUeTU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209407818741301450-7200227684302294196?l=mad-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/feeds/7200227684302294196/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6209407818741301450&amp;postID=7200227684302294196&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/7200227684302294196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/7200227684302294196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/01/track-514-you-cant-manufacture-miracle.html' title='Track 514 - you can&apos;t manufacture a miracle...'/><author><name>JK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252447245745283530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-5349861923726992768</id><published>2009-01-25T22:20:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T22:22:55.724+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coldplay'/><title type='text'>Track 513 - there's nothing here to run from...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Yeah we do, yeah we do...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Don't panic - Coldplay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, we're sinking like stones,&lt;br /&gt;All that we fought for,&lt;br /&gt;All those places we've gone,&lt;br /&gt;All of us are done for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We live in a beautiful world,&lt;br /&gt;Yeah we do, yeah we do,&lt;br /&gt;We live in a beautiful world,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, we're sinking like stones,&lt;br /&gt;All that we fought for,&lt;br /&gt;All those places we've gone,&lt;br /&gt;All of us are done for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We live in a beautiful world,&lt;br /&gt;Yeah we do, yeah we do,&lt;br /&gt;We live in a beautiful world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, all that I know,&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing here to run from,&lt;br /&gt;And there, everybody here's got somebody to lean on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cDyEQk-JWQQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cDyEQk-JWQQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209407818741301450-5349861923726992768?l=mad-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/feeds/5349861923726992768/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6209407818741301450&amp;postID=5349861923726992768&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/5349861923726992768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/5349861923726992768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/01/track-513-theres-nothing-here-to-run.html' title='Track 513 - there&apos;s nothing here to run from...'/><author><name>JK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252447245745283530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-8000322764043568309</id><published>2009-01-23T00:56:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T01:37:23.464+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Killers'/><title type='text'>Track 512 - give my regards to soul and romance...</title><content type='html'>Dizem que esta música ganhou um prémio de "mais estúpida de 2008". Eu gosto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Human - The Killers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did my best to notice&lt;br /&gt;when the call came down the line&lt;br /&gt;up to the platform of surrender&lt;br /&gt;I was brought but I was kind&lt;br /&gt;and sometimes I get nervous&lt;br /&gt;when I see an open door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;close your eyes, clear your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cut the cord&lt;br /&gt;are we human or are we dancer&lt;br /&gt;my sign is vital, my hands are cold&lt;br /&gt;and I'm on my knees&lt;br /&gt;looking for the answer&lt;br /&gt;are we human or are we dancer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pay my respects to grace and virtue&lt;br /&gt;send my condolences to good&lt;br /&gt;give my regards to soul and romance&lt;br /&gt;they always did the best they could&lt;br /&gt;and so long to devotion,&lt;br /&gt;you taught me everything I know&lt;br /&gt;wave goodbye, wish me well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you gotta let me go&lt;br /&gt;are we human or are we dancer&lt;br /&gt;my sign is vital, my hands are cold&lt;br /&gt;and I'm on my knees&lt;br /&gt;looking for the answer&lt;br /&gt;are we human or are we dancer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will your system be all right&lt;br /&gt;when you dream of home tonight&lt;br /&gt;there is no message we're receiving&lt;br /&gt;let me know is your heart still beating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are we human or are we dancer&lt;br /&gt;my sign is vital, my hands are cold&lt;br /&gt;and I'm on my knees&lt;br /&gt;looking for the answer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you've gotta let me know&lt;br /&gt;are we human or are we dancer&lt;br /&gt;my sign is vital, my hands are cold&lt;br /&gt;and I'm on my knees&lt;br /&gt;looking for the answer&lt;br /&gt;are we human&lt;br /&gt;or are we dancer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are we human or are we dancer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are we human or are we dancer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rCE1MeUZgNk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rCE1MeUZgNk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209407818741301450-8000322764043568309?l=mad-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/feeds/8000322764043568309/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6209407818741301450&amp;postID=8000322764043568309&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/8000322764043568309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/8000322764043568309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/01/track-512-give-my-regards-to-soul-and.html' title='Track 512 - give my regards to soul and romance...'/><author><name>JK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252447245745283530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-3209378835095344606</id><published>2009-01-22T21:25:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T21:49:15.871+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stevie Wonder'/><title type='text'>Track 511 - truly the angel's best...</title><content type='html'>Este homem é um fenómeno.&lt;br /&gt;Desculpem lá as legendas em espanhol no vídeo, mas foi o melhor vídeo que encontrei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Divirtam-se :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Isn't she lovely - Stevie Wonder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't she lovely&lt;br /&gt;Isn't she wonderful&lt;br /&gt;Isn't she precious&lt;br /&gt;Less than one minute old&lt;br /&gt;I never thought through love we'd be&lt;br /&gt;Making one as lovely as she&lt;br /&gt;But isn't she lovely made from love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't she pretty&lt;br /&gt;Truly the angel's best&lt;br /&gt;Boy, I'm so happy&lt;br /&gt;We have been heaven blessed&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe what God has done&lt;br /&gt;through us he's given life to one&lt;br /&gt;But isn't she lovely made from love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't she lovely&lt;br /&gt;Life and love are the same&lt;br /&gt;Life is Aisha&lt;br /&gt;The meaning of her name&lt;br /&gt;Londie, it could have not been done&lt;br /&gt;Without you who conceived the one&lt;br /&gt;That's so very lovely made from love &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/O703nU2lPYY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/O703nU2lPYY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209407818741301450-3209378835095344606?l=mad-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/feeds/3209378835095344606/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6209407818741301450&amp;postID=3209378835095344606&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/3209378835095344606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/3209378835095344606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/01/track-511-truly-angels-best.html' title='Track 511 - truly the angel&apos;s best...'/><author><name>JK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252447245745283530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-2607724974455899162</id><published>2009-01-15T20:14:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T20:20:23.712+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Queen'/><title type='text'>Track 510 - No escape from reality...</title><content type='html'>Um clássico... sabiam que esta música foi lançada pela primeira vez em 1975, no dia das Bruxas? Pois é, eu também não.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Bohemian Rhapsody - Queen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this the real life?&lt;br /&gt;Is this just fantasy?&lt;br /&gt;Caught in a landslide&lt;br /&gt;No escape from reality&lt;br /&gt;Open your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Look up to the skies and see&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm easy come, easy go&lt;br /&gt;A little high, little low&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the wind blows, doesn't really matter to me, to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama, just killed a man&lt;br /&gt;Put a gun against his head&lt;br /&gt;Pulled my trigger, now he's dead&lt;br /&gt;Mama, life had just begun&lt;br /&gt;But now I've gone and thrown it all away&lt;br /&gt;Mama, ooo&lt;br /&gt;Didn't mean to make you cry&lt;br /&gt;If I'm not back again this time tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Carry on, carry on, as if nothing really matters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too late, my time has come&lt;br /&gt;Sends shivers down my spine&lt;br /&gt;Body's aching all the time&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye everybody - I've got to go&lt;br /&gt;Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth&lt;br /&gt;Mama, ooo - (anyway the wind blows)&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to die&lt;br /&gt;I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see a little silhouetto of a man&lt;br /&gt;Scaramouch, scaramouch will you do the fandango&lt;br /&gt;Thunderbolt and lightning - very very frightening me&lt;br /&gt;Gallileo, Gallileo,&lt;br /&gt;Gallileo, Gallileo,&lt;br /&gt;Gallileo Figaro - magnifico&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm just a poor boy and nobody loves me&lt;br /&gt;He's just a poor boy from a poor family&lt;br /&gt;Spare him his life from this monstrosity&lt;br /&gt;Easy come easy go - will you let me go&lt;br /&gt;Bismillah! No - we will not let you go - let him go&lt;br /&gt;Bismillah! We will not let you go - let him go&lt;br /&gt;Bismillah! We will not let you go - let me go&lt;br /&gt;Will not let you go - let me go (never)&lt;br /&gt;Never let you go - let me go&lt;br /&gt;Never let me go - ooo&lt;br /&gt;No, no, no, no, no, no, no -&lt;br /&gt;Oh mama mia, mama mia, mama mia let me go&lt;br /&gt;Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me&lt;br /&gt;for me&lt;br /&gt;for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye&lt;br /&gt;So you think you can love me and leave me to die&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby - can't do this to me baby&lt;br /&gt;Just gotta get out - just gotta get right outta here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh yeah, ooh yeah&lt;br /&gt;Nothing really matters&lt;br /&gt;Anyone can see&lt;br /&gt;Nothing really matters - nothing really matters to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the wind blows...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/irp8CNj9qBI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/irp8CNj9qBI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209407818741301450-2607724974455899162?l=mad-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/feeds/2607724974455899162/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6209407818741301450&amp;postID=2607724974455899162&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/2607724974455899162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/2607724974455899162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/01/track-510-no-escape-from-reality.html' title='Track 510 - No escape from reality...'/><author><name>JK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252447245745283530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-6916630738378204686</id><published>2009-01-15T19:55:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T20:06:28.316+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Newton Faulkner'/><title type='text'>Track 509 - Water is my eye...</title><content type='html'>Esta música já foi aqui publicada, mas aqui fica uma cover... brilhante. Enjoy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Teardrop - Newton Faulkner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, love is a verb&lt;br /&gt;Love is a doing word&lt;br /&gt;Fearless on my breath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gentle impulsion&lt;br /&gt;Shakes me, makes me lighter&lt;br /&gt;Fearless on my breath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teardrop on the fire&lt;br /&gt;Fearless on my breath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Water is my eye&lt;br /&gt;Most faithful mirror&lt;br /&gt;Fearless on my breath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teardrop on the fire&lt;br /&gt;Of a confession&lt;br /&gt;Fearless on my breath&lt;br /&gt;Most faithful mirror&lt;br /&gt;Fearless on my breath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teardrop on the fire&lt;br /&gt;Fearless on my breath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh ooh ooh&lt;br /&gt;You're stumbling in the dark&lt;br /&gt;Stumbling in the dark&lt;br /&gt;Ooh ooh ooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" 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one night stands...</title><content type='html'>É para "córtir", e mai' nada :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Play that funky music - Wild Cherry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, do it now&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, hey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, Once I was a funky singer playin' in a Rock and Roll Band&lt;br /&gt;I never had no problems, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Burnin' down one night stands&lt;br /&gt;And everything around me, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Got to stop to feelin' so low And I decided quickly (Yes I did)&lt;br /&gt;To disco down and check out the show&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, they was dancin' and singin' and movin' to the groovin'&lt;br /&gt;And just when it hit me somebody turned around and shouted&lt;br /&gt;Play that funky music white boy&lt;br /&gt;Play that funky music right&lt;br /&gt;Play that funky music white boy&lt;br /&gt;Lay down the boogie and play that funky music till you die&lt;br /&gt;Till you die&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to understand this&lt;br /&gt;I thought that they were out of their minds&lt;br /&gt;How could I be so foolish (How could I)&lt;br /&gt;To not see I was the one behind&lt;br /&gt;So still I kept on fighting&lt;br /&gt;Well, loosing every step of the way&lt;br /&gt;I said, I must go back there (I got to go back)&lt;br /&gt;And check to see if things still the same&lt;br /&gt;Yeah they was dancin' and singin' and movin' to the groovin'&lt;br /&gt;And just when it hit me somebody turned around and shouted&lt;br /&gt;Play that funky music white boy&lt;br /&gt;Play that funky music right&lt;br /&gt;Play that funky music white boy&lt;br /&gt;Lay down the boogie and play that funky music till you die&lt;br /&gt;Till you die, ya&lt;br /&gt;Till you die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Gonna play that electified funky music, yeah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Hey, wait a minute)&lt;br /&gt;Now first it wasn't easy&lt;br /&gt;Changin' Rock and Roll and minds and things were getting shaky&lt;br /&gt;I thought I'd have to leave it behind&lt;br /&gt;But now its so much better (it's so much better)&lt;br /&gt;I'm funking out in every way&lt;br /&gt;But I'll never lose that feelin' (no I won't)&lt;br /&gt;Of how I learned my lesson that day&lt;br /&gt;When they were dancin' and singin' and movin' to the groovin'&lt;br /&gt;And just when it hit me somebody turned around and shouted&lt;br /&gt;Play that funky music white boy&lt;br /&gt;Play that funky music right&lt;br /&gt;Play that funky music white boy&lt;br /&gt;Lay down the boogie and play that funky music till you die&lt;br /&gt;Till you die&lt;br /&gt;Oh' till you die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They shouted play that funky music&lt;br /&gt;(Play that funky music)&lt;br /&gt;Play that funky music&lt;br /&gt;(You Gotta keep on playin' funky music)&lt;br /&gt;Play that funky music&lt;br /&gt;(Play that funky music)&lt;br /&gt;Play that funky music&lt;br /&gt;(Come and take you higher, ya)&lt;br /&gt;Play that funky music white boy&lt;br /&gt;Play that funky music right, ya&lt;br /&gt;Play that funky music white boy&lt;br /&gt;Play that funky music right&lt;br /&gt;Play that funky music white boy&lt;br /&gt;Play that funky music right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lmH61C8cmG8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lmH61C8cmG8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209407818741301450-1074308960188570365?l=mad-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-8849080858504983897</id><published>2009-01-15T19:45:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T19:49:34.581+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rita Redshoes'/><title type='text'>Track 507 - It's time to move on...</title><content type='html'>Ritinha, Ritinha, Ritinha, Ritinha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Hey Tom - Rita RedShoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Tom&lt;br /&gt;Do you know for how long I've been running to?&lt;br /&gt;It's time to go home&lt;br /&gt;To rise the sun, to bring the truth&lt;br /&gt;You want to make me cry&lt;br /&gt;You want to watch me die&lt;br /&gt;But you don't have the strength&lt;br /&gt;So come on, run with me&lt;br /&gt;I wanna set you free&lt;br /&gt;I need you to be strong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody ask your name&lt;br /&gt;It could be Jack or Jane&lt;br /&gt;If you don't have the clue&lt;br /&gt;I'll tell you what to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Tom&lt;br /&gt;Do you know for how long am I loving you?&lt;br /&gt;It's time to move on&lt;br /&gt;To give my heart to something new&lt;br /&gt;I want to make you smile&lt;br /&gt;I want to close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;But I don't have the strength&lt;br /&gt;So come on, run with me&lt;br /&gt;I wanna set you free&lt;br /&gt;I need you to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tom and Jack and Jane in love&lt;br /&gt;They haven't enough in time to break&lt;br /&gt;Jane and Jack and Tom will back&lt;br /&gt;You hope you're strong to forget&lt;br /&gt;Jack and Tom I'll make you strong&lt;br /&gt;Tom and Jane where is your strength&lt;br /&gt;Leave me, feed me, love me, want me&lt;br /&gt;Take me to another place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody ask your name&lt;br /&gt;It could be Jack or Jane&lt;br /&gt;If you don't have the clue&lt;br /&gt;I'll tell you what to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody ask your name&lt;br /&gt;It could be Jack or Jane&lt;br /&gt;If you don't have the clue&lt;br /&gt;I'll tell you what to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DjSyUMaYq7w&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DjSyUMaYq7w&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209407818741301450-8849080858504983897?l=mad-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-8228321986649305053</id><published>2009-01-15T19:28:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T19:43:39.133+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gomo'/><title type='text'>Track 506 - pouring gas on a fire...</title><content type='html'>Migalhas da passagem de ano :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O vídeo é excelente :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Feeling Alive - Gomo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm living a lie, I'm getting you down, feeling the same,&lt;br /&gt;I wanna get 'round to loving again,&lt;br /&gt;Seeing a light, stoking a flame,&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could fly, I wish I could die for a moment in time,&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go back,&lt;br /&gt;I'm loving again, I'm feeling so high, I want the same,&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I'm feeling alive, I was loaded as dice,&lt;br /&gt;Sweet and sticky inside, I'm feeling love,&lt;br /&gt;Split the night 'long the seam, break the day with a scream,&lt;br /&gt;Pouring gas on a fire, inside of me,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I know, I've been bad and I'm slow,&lt;br /&gt;And I'm beating my head on the floor, now I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna let you go, again,&lt;br /&gt;I wanna let you go, again,&lt;br /&gt;Come on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Wanna dive in the ocean when I'm feeling impure&lt;br /&gt;'Wanna get it with you, just once more&lt;br /&gt;Split the night 'long the seam, break the day with a scream&lt;br /&gt;Pouring gas on a fire, inside of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I'm feeling alive, I was loaded as dice,&lt;br /&gt;Sweet and sticky inside, I'm feeling love,&lt;br /&gt;Split the night 'long the seam, break the day with a scream,&lt;br /&gt;Pouring gas on a fire, inside of me,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I know, I've been bad and I'm slow,&lt;br /&gt;And I'm beating my head on the floor, now I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you give me so much, that I don't have to search,&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling so fine, because I love you,&lt;br /&gt;We lay down on the floor and you beg me for more,&lt;br /&gt;So I scream that I love you, 'cause I really do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I'm feeling alive, I was loaded as dice,&lt;br /&gt;Sweet and sticky inside, I'm feeling love,&lt;br /&gt;Split the night 'long the seam, break the day with a scream,&lt;br /&gt;Pouring gas on a fire, inside of me,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I know, I've been bad and I'm slow,&lt;br /&gt;And I'm beating my head on the floor, now I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know what I want, I know what I need,&lt;br /&gt;I know what I need, everything you can give,&lt;br /&gt;And you give me so much, that I don't have to search,&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling so fine, because I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" 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type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/8228321986649305053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/8228321986649305053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2009/01/track-506-pouring-gas-on-fire.html' title='Track 506 - pouring gas on a fire...'/><author><name>JK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252447245745283530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-1792338048714142854</id><published>2008-12-24T23:49:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T19:25:42.646+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Achmed'/><title type='text'>Track 505 - the only thing that I have left...</title><content type='html'>Sim, eu sei que é Janeiro, mas o blogger deixa fazer batota :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bom Natal :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Jingle Bombs - Achmed the Dead Terrorist (Jeff Dunham)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dashing through the sand&lt;br /&gt;with a bomb strapped to my back.&lt;br /&gt;I have a nasty plan&lt;br /&gt;for Christmas in Iraq.&lt;br /&gt;I got through checkpoint A,&lt;br /&gt;but not through checkpoint B.&lt;br /&gt;That's when I got shot in the ass&lt;br /&gt;by the US Military...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[it's not funny!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooh, jingle bombs, jingle bombs&lt;br /&gt;Mine blew up you see.&lt;br /&gt;Where are all the virgins&lt;br /&gt;that Bin Laden promised me?&lt;br /&gt;Oooh, jingle bombs, jingle bombs&lt;br /&gt;U.S. soldiers shot me dead.&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that I have left&lt;br /&gt;is this towel up on my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to be a man,&lt;br /&gt;but every time I cough,&lt;br /&gt;thanks to Uncle Sam,&lt;br /&gt;my nuts keep falling off.&lt;br /&gt;My bombing days are done.&lt;br /&gt;I need to find some work.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it would be much safer&lt;br /&gt;as a convenient store night clerk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooh, jingle bombs, jingle bombs&lt;br /&gt;I think I got screwed.&lt;br /&gt;Don't laugh at me because I'm dead&lt;br /&gt;or I'll kill you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I KILL YOUOUOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wskT6YfVB6E&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wskT6YfVB6E&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209407818741301450-1792338048714142854?l=mad-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/feeds/1792338048714142854/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6209407818741301450&amp;postID=1792338048714142854&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/1792338048714142854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/1792338048714142854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2008/12/track-505.html' title='Track 505 - the only thing that I have left...'/><author><name>JK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252447245745283530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-375175703980244184</id><published>2008-12-01T19:12:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T19:19:19.466+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Novembro'/><title type='text'>Novembro - Resumo</title><content type='html'>Estas são as músicas que foram aqui publicadas no mês de Novembro:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2008/11/track-496-depois-de-um-dia-normal.html"&gt;Só hoje - Jota Quest&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2008/11/track-497-im-right-up-road.html"&gt;Lean on me - Bill Withers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2008/11/track-498-if-vision-is-only-validation.html"&gt;Black and Gold - Sam Sparro&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2008/11/track-499-consider-best-when-we-felt.html"&gt;Built to last - Melee&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2008/11/track-500-whats-real.html"&gt;Angel Song - Silence 4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2008/11/track-501-but-dont-you-believe-them.html"&gt;The Way it is - Bruce Hornsby&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2008/11/track-502-e-vou-comemorar.html"&gt;Queen Bitch - Seu Jorge&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2008/11/track-503-i-would-say-things.html"&gt;Way I feel inside - The Zombies&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2008/11/track-504-no-quero.html"&gt;Nha Cretcheu - Sara Tavares&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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Resumo'/><author><name>JK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252447245745283530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-5563603705227794391</id><published>2008-11-29T06:25:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T06:29:26.529+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sara Tavares'/><title type='text'>Track 504 - não quero...</title><content type='html'>Fantástica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Nha Cretcheu - Sara Tavares&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sair à rua com uma sede imensa &lt;br /&gt;De te esquecer&lt;br /&gt;Sentar-me num lugar com indiferença &lt;br /&gt;Por não te ver&lt;br /&gt;E de repente sei que é isto que não quero&lt;br /&gt;Olhar à volta e saber que ainda te espero&lt;br /&gt;Sentir a sensação de quem não está no seu lugar&lt;br /&gt;Não quero lá estar &lt;br /&gt;Assim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nha Cretcheu&lt;br /&gt;Nha Cretcheu&lt;br /&gt;Nha Cretcheu&lt;br /&gt;Nha Cretcheu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voltar a casa com um sentimento &lt;br /&gt;De solidão&lt;br /&gt;Fingir que estás no pensamento &lt;br /&gt;Sem razão&lt;br /&gt;E de repente sei que é isto que não quero&lt;br /&gt;Voltar a casa e saber que ainda te espero&lt;br /&gt;Fazer de conta que já estou no meu lugar&lt;br /&gt;Não quero lá estar &lt;br /&gt;Assim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nha Cretcheu&lt;br /&gt;Nha Cretcheu&lt;br /&gt;Nha Cretcheu&lt;br /&gt;Nha Cretcheu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E de repente sei que é isto que não quero&lt;br /&gt;Voltar a casa e saber que ainda te espero&lt;br /&gt;Fazer de conta que já estou no meu lugar &lt;br /&gt;E não quero lá estar &lt;br /&gt;Assim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nha Cretcheu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" 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503 - I would say the things...</title><content type='html'>1966. Grande letra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Way I feel inside - The Zombies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I try to hide&lt;br /&gt;The way I feel inside&lt;br /&gt;My heart for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you say that you&lt;br /&gt;Would try to love me too?&lt;br /&gt;In your mind could you ever be&lt;br /&gt;Really close to me?&lt;br /&gt;I can tell the way you smile&lt;br /&gt;If I feel that I could be certain then&lt;br /&gt;I would say the things&lt;br /&gt;I want to say tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But till I can see&lt;br /&gt;That you'd really care for me&lt;br /&gt;I will dream that someday you'll be&lt;br /&gt;Really close to me&lt;br /&gt;I can tell the way you smile&lt;br /&gt;If I feel that I could be certain then&lt;br /&gt;I would say the things&lt;br /&gt;I want to say tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But till I can see&lt;br /&gt;That you'd really care for me&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep trying to hide&lt;br /&gt;The way I feel inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aivc0jRWr4I&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aivc0jRWr4I&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209407818741301450-2466536157218124720?l=mad-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/feeds/2466536157218124720/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6209407818741301450&amp;postID=2466536157218124720&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/2466536157218124720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/2466536157218124720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2008/11/track-503-i-would-say-things.html' title='Track 503 - I would say the things...'/><author><name>JK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252447245745283530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-4121163923278650489</id><published>2008-11-29T06:06:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T06:19:27.237+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seu Jorge'/><title type='text'>Track 502 - e vou comemorar...</title><content type='html'>A música é um original de David Bowie, aqui fica a adaptação do Seu, com letra diferente... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Queen Bitch - Seu Jorge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretinha eu tenho uma proposta indecorosa pra te fazer&lt;br /&gt;Quero que você venha comigo nega pra você ver&lt;br /&gt;Tem um lugar super interessante pra gente crescer&lt;br /&gt;Evoluir nosso filhos, nossa mente, deixar crescer a semente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Segunda eu não vou trabalhar&lt;br /&gt;Quero subir pra conferir&lt;br /&gt;Eu tô querendo mudar daqui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E tem certeza nega que você vai adorar nosso terreno&lt;br /&gt;Tem tudo pra ficar grande mas vamo' devagar, começar pequeno&lt;br /&gt;As frutas no pomar, a criançada brincar com você&lt;br /&gt;E a gente esperando a cegonha trazer nosso novo bebê&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque eu quero viajar, eu quero sair, sair daqui e vou comemorar quando eu conseguir&lt;br /&gt;Eu quero mudar, mudar com você, mudar com você&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Segunda eu não vou trabalhar&lt;br /&gt;Quero subir pra conferir&lt;br /&gt;Eu tô querendo mudar daqui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois vamos envelhecer juntos no nosso terreno&lt;br /&gt;E fazer tudo que era muito pequeno ficar grande, grande, grande, grande...&lt;br /&gt;Aí expandir nosso Sam clore&lt;br /&gt;E la vai a ver aquele que engole pra ser feliz&lt;br /&gt;Como nós, eu e você, nossos bebe', vamo' la curtir, vamo' sair daqui, eu to querendo mudar, mudar com você, preta não me deixe, eu tô querendo sair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Segunda eu não vou trabalhar&lt;br /&gt;Quero subir pra conferir&lt;br /&gt;Eu tô querendo mudar daqui&lt;br /&gt;Mudar com você e o bebê&lt;br /&gt;Eu quero mudar, mudar daqui&lt;br /&gt;Sei lá, qualquer lugar, Guarapari, Muriqui, quero mudar, eu quero mudar&lt;br /&gt;Não sei porque!&lt;br /&gt;Mudar com você&lt;br /&gt;Eu quero mudar daqui&lt;br /&gt;Mudar daqui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/f1KzENzu9sM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/f1KzENzu9sM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209407818741301450-4121163923278650489?l=mad-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/feeds/4121163923278650489/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6209407818741301450&amp;postID=4121163923278650489&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/4121163923278650489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/4121163923278650489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2008/11/track-502-e-vou-comemorar.html' title='Track 502 - e vou comemorar...'/><author><name>JK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252447245745283530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-3317446008509362038</id><published>2008-11-29T03:41:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T03:57:32.580+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bruce Hornsby'/><title type='text'>Track 501 - but don't you believe them...</title><content type='html'>As vezes que já disse isto a mim mesmo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Way it is - Bruce Hornsby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing in line marking time&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for the welfare dime&lt;br /&gt;cause they can't buy a job&lt;br /&gt;The man in the silk suit hurries by&lt;br /&gt;As he catches the poor old ladies eyes&lt;br /&gt;Just for fun he says get a job&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's just the way it is&lt;br /&gt;Some things will never change&lt;br /&gt;That's just the way it is&lt;br /&gt;But don't you believe them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say hey little boy you cant go&lt;br /&gt;Where the others go&lt;br /&gt;cause you don't look like they do&lt;br /&gt;Said hey old man how can you stand&lt;br /&gt;To think that way&lt;br /&gt;Did you really think about it&lt;br /&gt;Before you made the rules&lt;br /&gt;He said, son&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's just the way it is&lt;br /&gt;Some things will never change&lt;br /&gt;That's just the way it is&lt;br /&gt;But don't you believe them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well they passed a law in 64&lt;br /&gt;To give those who ain't got a little more&lt;br /&gt;But it only goes so far&lt;br /&gt;Because the law anothers mind&lt;br /&gt;When all it sees at the hiring time&lt;br /&gt;Is the line on the color bar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's just the way it is&lt;br /&gt;Some things will never change&lt;br /&gt;That's just the way it is&lt;br /&gt;But don't you believe them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="381"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/k4eobnVSgzzWmacQKx&amp;related=1&amp;canvas=medium"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/k4eobnVSgzzWmacQKx&amp;related=1&amp;canvas=medium" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="480" height="381" allowFullScreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209407818741301450-3317446008509362038?l=mad-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/feeds/3317446008509362038/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6209407818741301450&amp;postID=3317446008509362038&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/3317446008509362038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/3317446008509362038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2008/11/track-501-but-dont-you-believe-them.html' title='Track 501 - but don&apos;t you believe them...'/><author><name>JK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252447245745283530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-4234900637563112755</id><published>2008-11-22T01:08:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T01:44:12.506+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Silence 4'/><title type='text'>Track 500 - what's real?</title><content type='html'>Tinha muitas saudades de ouvir esta... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Por favor não liguem ao vídeo, mas quis um em que a música estivesse igual ao álbum que não parava de rodar no meu &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;walkman&lt;/span&gt;... sim, foi há bastante tempo :) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Angel Song - Silence 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me with another nervous breakdown&lt;br /&gt;My pressure dropped, this body went with it&lt;br /&gt;Memory fails, I'm feeling claustrophobic&lt;br /&gt;I scream my silent pain in this big plain&lt;br /&gt;There's no one here&lt;br /&gt;Tell me who is there now&lt;br /&gt;Who is there with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm taking no calls unless it's her voice&lt;br /&gt;I'm seeing no one unless it's her&lt;br /&gt;I open the mailbox every hour&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll hit the postman&lt;br /&gt;I want to hear some love words&lt;br /&gt;But not it that dyslexic voice&lt;br /&gt;No I won't tear apart for you&lt;br /&gt;But I was given no choice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I was trying to keep me alive&lt;br /&gt;But once I was dead there was nothing to do beside&lt;br /&gt;Picking me up and lying me down&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for some angel&lt;br /&gt;To wake me and say to me&lt;br /&gt;"Hello. Don't be scared. I want you to know, you're not dead."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiss me, is this a dream?&lt;br /&gt;Should I believe it?&lt;br /&gt;Please promise to me that I'm not going to get hurt this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I too good for you, am I just paranoid?&lt;br /&gt;Should I get clinical or should I speak louder?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should close my eyes for years&lt;br /&gt;And wait for the strongest feeling&lt;br /&gt;Out of all of the feelings&lt;br /&gt;to raise&lt;br /&gt;from&lt;br /&gt;you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many years ago, I had this dream about this girl that came flying through my window and whispered in my ear: "You're my boy".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I was trying to keep me alive&lt;br /&gt;But once I was dead there was nothing to do beside&lt;br /&gt;Picking me up and lying me down&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for some angel&lt;br /&gt;To wake me and say to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hello. Don't be scared. I want you to know, you're not dead."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiss me, is this a dream?&lt;br /&gt;Should I believe it?&lt;br /&gt;Please promise to me that I'm not going to get hurt this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I real?&lt;br /&gt;Are you real?&lt;br /&gt;Is this real?&lt;br /&gt;What's real?&lt;br /&gt;Am I real?&lt;br /&gt;Are you real?&lt;br /&gt;Is this real?&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, what's real?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xW_iI6Re1fc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xW_iI6Re1fc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209407818741301450-4234900637563112755?l=mad-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/feeds/4234900637563112755/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6209407818741301450&amp;postID=4234900637563112755&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/4234900637563112755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/4234900637563112755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2008/11/track-500-whats-real.html' title='Track 500 - what&apos;s real?'/><author><name>JK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252447245745283530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-5429204979582635427</id><published>2008-11-17T02:02:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T02:15:55.186+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melee'/><title type='text'>Track 499 - consider the best when we felt the worst...</title><content type='html'>Chamem-me lamechas, chamem-me Gervásio, chamem-me o que quiserem... mas eu gosto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;It warms the inside just like it should&lt;/span&gt; - sem dúvida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Built to last - Melee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've looked for love in stranger places&lt;br /&gt;but never found someone like you&lt;br /&gt;someone whose smile&lt;br /&gt;makes me feel I've been holding back&lt;br /&gt;and now there's nothing I can't do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'cause this is real, and this is good&lt;br /&gt;it warms the inside just like it should&lt;br /&gt;but most of all&lt;br /&gt;most of all, it's built to last&lt;br /&gt;it's built to last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of our friends&lt;br /&gt;saw from the start&lt;br /&gt;so why didn't we believe it too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now look, where we are&lt;br /&gt;you're in my heart now&lt;br /&gt;and there's no escaping it for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'cause this is real, and this is good&lt;br /&gt;it warms the inside just like it should&lt;br /&gt;but most of all&lt;br /&gt;most of all, it's built to last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking on the hills at night&lt;br /&gt;with those fireworks and candlelight&lt;br /&gt;you and I were made to get love right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'cause this is real, and this is good&lt;br /&gt;it warms the inside just like it should&lt;br /&gt;but most of all&lt;br /&gt;most of all, it's built to last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'cause you are the sun in my universe&lt;br /&gt;consider the best when we felt the worst&lt;br /&gt;and most of all, most of all&lt;br /&gt;most of all, most of all,&lt;br /&gt;most of all. most of all&lt;br /&gt;it's built to last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mv1206kvh-E&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mv1206kvh-E&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209407818741301450-5429204979582635427?l=mad-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/feeds/5429204979582635427/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6209407818741301450&amp;postID=5429204979582635427&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/5429204979582635427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/5429204979582635427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2008/11/track-499-consider-best-when-we-felt.html' title='Track 499 - consider the best when we felt the worst...'/><author><name>JK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252447245745283530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-1185245270782844805</id><published>2008-11-17T01:44:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T01:52:58.689+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sam Sparro'/><title type='text'>Track 498 - If vision is the only validation, then...</title><content type='html'>Gosto desta...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Black and Gold - Sam Sparro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the fish swam out of the ocean&lt;br /&gt;and grew legs and they started walking&lt;br /&gt;and the apes climbed down from the trees&lt;br /&gt;and grew tall and they started talking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the stars fell out of the sky&lt;br /&gt;and my tears rolled into the ocean&lt;br /&gt;now I'm looking for a reason why&lt;br /&gt;you even set my world into motion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'cause if you're not really here&lt;br /&gt;then the stars don't even matter&lt;br /&gt;now I'm filled to the top with fear&lt;br /&gt;but it's all just a bunch of matter&lt;br /&gt;'cause if you're not really here&lt;br /&gt;then I don't want to be either&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be next to you&lt;br /&gt;black and gold&lt;br /&gt;black and gold&lt;br /&gt;black and gold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked up into the night sky&lt;br /&gt;and see a thousand eyes staring back&lt;br /&gt;and all around these golden beacons&lt;br /&gt;I see nothing but black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel a way of something beyond them&lt;br /&gt;I don't see what I can feel&lt;br /&gt;If vision is the only validation&lt;br /&gt;then most of my life isn't real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'cause if you're not really here&lt;br /&gt;then the stars don't even matter&lt;br /&gt;now I'm filled to the top with fear&lt;br /&gt;but it's all just a bunch of matter&lt;br /&gt;'cause if you're not really here&lt;br /&gt;then I don't want to be either&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be next to you&lt;br /&gt;black and gold&lt;br /&gt;black and gold&lt;br /&gt;black and gold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sEVYPhk_6jE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sEVYPhk_6jE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209407818741301450-1185245270782844805?l=mad-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/feeds/1185245270782844805/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6209407818741301450&amp;postID=1185245270782844805&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/1185245270782844805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/1185245270782844805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2008/11/track-498-if-vision-is-only-validation.html' title='Track 498 - If vision is the only validation, then...'/><author><name>JK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252447245745283530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-2491204880198269995</id><published>2008-11-07T01:58:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T02:00:25.879+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bill Withers'/><title type='text'>Track 497 - I'm right up the road...</title><content type='html'>Shh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Lean on me - Bill Withers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes in our lives we all have pain &lt;br /&gt;We all have sorrow &lt;br /&gt;But if we are wise &lt;br /&gt;We know that there's always tomorrow &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lean on me, when you're not strong &lt;br /&gt;And I'll be your friend &lt;br /&gt;I'll help you carry on &lt;br /&gt;For it won't be long &lt;br /&gt;'Til I'm gonna need &lt;br /&gt;Somebody to lean on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please swallow your pride &lt;br /&gt;If I have things you need to borrow &lt;br /&gt;For no one can fill those of your needs &lt;br /&gt;That you won't let show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you just call on me brother, when you need a hand &lt;br /&gt;We all need somebody to lean on &lt;br /&gt;I just might have a problem that you’ll understand &lt;br /&gt;We all need somebody to lean on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lean on me, when you're not strong &lt;br /&gt;And I'll be your friend &lt;br /&gt;I'll help you carry on &lt;br /&gt;For ,it won't be long &lt;br /&gt;'Til I'm gonna need &lt;br /&gt;Somebody to lean on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya just call on me brother, when you need a hand &lt;br /&gt;We all need somebody to lean on &lt;br /&gt;I just might have a problem that you'll understand &lt;br /&gt;We all need somebody to lean on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there is a load you have to bear &lt;br /&gt;That you can't carry &lt;br /&gt;I'm right up the road &lt;br /&gt;I'll share your load &lt;br /&gt;If you just call me&lt;br /&gt;call me (if you need a friend)&lt;br /&gt;call me (call me)&lt;br /&gt;call me (if you need a friend)&lt;br /&gt;call me (if you ever need a friend)&lt;br /&gt;call me (call me)&lt;br /&gt;call me (call me) &lt;br /&gt;call me (call me)&lt;br /&gt;call me (call me)&lt;br /&gt;call me (if you need A friend)&lt;br /&gt;call me (call me)&lt;br /&gt;call me (call me) &lt;br /&gt;call me (call me)&lt;br /&gt;call me (call me)&lt;br /&gt;call me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2Wpof8s5ZTg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2Wpof8s5ZTg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209407818741301450-2491204880198269995?l=mad-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/feeds/2491204880198269995/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6209407818741301450&amp;postID=2491204880198269995&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/2491204880198269995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/2491204880198269995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2008/11/track-497-im-right-up-road.html' title='Track 497 - I&apos;m right up the road...'/><author><name>JK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252447245745283530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-4650325964870028832</id><published>2008-11-07T01:42:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T01:53:01.040+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jota Quest'/><title type='text'>Track 496 - ... depois de um dia normal.</title><content type='html'>Saltou-me à cabeça esta há segundos, por nenhum motivo em particular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Só hoje - Jota Quest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje eu preciso te encontrar de qualquer jeito&lt;br /&gt;Nem que seja só pra te levar pra casa&lt;br /&gt;Depois de um dia normal...&lt;br /&gt;Olhar teus olhos de promessas fáceis&lt;br /&gt;E te beijar a boca de um jeito que te faça rir&lt;br /&gt;(que te faça rir)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje eu preciso te abraçar...&lt;br /&gt;Sentir teu cheiro de roupa limpa...&lt;br /&gt;Pra esquecer os meus anseios e dormir em paz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje eu preciso ouvir qualquer palavra tua!&lt;br /&gt;Qualquer frase exagerada que me faça sentir alegria...&lt;br /&gt;Em estar vivo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje eu preciso tomar um café, ouvindo você suspirar...&lt;br /&gt;Me dizendo que eu sou o causador da tua insônia...&lt;br /&gt;Que eu faço tudo errado sempre, sempre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje preciso de você&lt;br /&gt;Com qualquer humor, com qualquer sorriso&lt;br /&gt;Hoje só tua presença&lt;br /&gt;Vai me deixar feliz&lt;br /&gt;Só hoje&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(solo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje eu preciso ouvir qualquer palavra tua!&lt;br /&gt;Qualquer frase exagerada que me faça sentir alegria...&lt;br /&gt;Em estar vivo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje eu preciso tomar um café, ouvindo você suspirar...&lt;br /&gt;Me dizendo que eu sou o causador da tua insônia...&lt;br /&gt;Que eu faço tudo errado sempre, sempre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje preciso de você...&lt;br /&gt;Com qualquer humor, com qualquer sorriso!&lt;br /&gt;Hoje só tua presença...&lt;br /&gt;Vai me deixar feliz.&lt;br /&gt;Só hoje (repete 2x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2XOL0EckLcg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2XOL0EckLcg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209407818741301450-4650325964870028832?l=mad-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/feeds/4650325964870028832/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6209407818741301450&amp;postID=4650325964870028832&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/4650325964870028832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/4650325964870028832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2008/11/track-496-depois-de-um-dia-normal.html' title='Track 496 - ... depois de um dia normal.'/><author><name>JK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252447245745283530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-4230725826977551122</id><published>2008-11-01T23:30:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T23:39:03.939+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outubro'/><title type='text'>Outubro - Resumo</title><content type='html'>Estas são as músicas que foram aqui postadas no mês de Outubro:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2008/10/track-477-vamos.html"&gt;Vamos esta noite - Clã&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2008/10/track-478-everybody-wants-to-see-light.html"&gt;Electric Mind - André Indiana&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2008/10/track-479-desse-lugar-que-ningum-mais.html"&gt;Resposta - Skank&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2008/10/track-480-nobody-said-it-was-easy.html"&gt;The Scientist - Coldplay&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2008/10/track-481-pele-e-cor.html"&gt;Carnalismo - Tribalistas&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2008/10/track-482-demor-vai-ser-melhor.html"&gt;Tive razão - Seu Jorge&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2008/10/track-483-i-can-be-so.html"&gt;Always where I need to be - The Kooks&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2008/10/track-484-best-of-fools.html"&gt;Since I've been loving you - Led Zeppelin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2008/10/track-485-ill-have-to-play.html"&gt;Murder on the dance floor - Sophie Ellis Bextor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2008/10/track-486-its-all-right.html"&gt;Road to nowhere - Talking Heads&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2008/10/track-487-giving-solace-to-one.html"&gt;Another Way To Die - Jack White ft. Alicia Keys&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2008/10/track-488-i-guess-nobody-ever-really.html"&gt;Don't let me down - Stereophonics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2008/10/track-489-come-on-and-cry-me.html"&gt;Cry me a river - Diana Krall&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2008/10/track-490-that-only-i-know-all-about.html"&gt;Between my legs - Rufus Wainwright&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2008/10/track-491-no-voltar-nunca.html"&gt;Clandestino - Deolinda&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2008/10/track-492-cause-heaven-aint-close-in.html"&gt;Somebody told me - The Killers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2008/10/track-493-and-shes-leavin-you.html"&gt;Mama's got a girlfriend now - Ben Harper&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2008/10/track-494-dressed-up-like-fire.html"&gt;It's Almost Halloween - Panic! At The Disco&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19 - &lt;a href="http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2008/10/track-495-i-wish.html"&gt;Wishlist - Pearl Jam&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209407818741301450-4230725826977551122?l=mad-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/feeds/4230725826977551122/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6209407818741301450&amp;postID=4230725826977551122&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/4230725826977551122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/4230725826977551122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2008/11/outubro-resumo.html' title='Outubro - Resumo'/><author><name>JK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252447245745283530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-1273915027927080686</id><published>2008-10-28T00:35:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T00:41:04.499+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pearl Jam'/><title type='text'>Track 495 - I wish...</title><content type='html'>Mas que grande letra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Wishlist - Pearl Jam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was a neutron bomb, for once I could go off.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was a sacrifice but somehow still lived on.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was a sentimental ornament you hung on&lt;br /&gt;The Christmas tree, I wish I was the star that went on top,&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was the evidence&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was the grounds for fifty million hands up raised and opened toward the sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was a sailor with someone who waited for me.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was as fortunate, as fortunate as me.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was a messenger, and all the news is good.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was the full moon shining off your Camaro's hood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was an alien, at home behind the sun,&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was the souvenir you kept your house key on.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was the pedal break that you depended on.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was the verb to trust, and never let you down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was the radio song, the one that you turned up,&lt;br /&gt;I wish, I wish, I wish, I wish,&lt;br /&gt;I guess it never stops. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/z6BlqubnZzI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/z6BlqubnZzI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209407818741301450-1273915027927080686?l=mad-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/feeds/1273915027927080686/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6209407818741301450&amp;postID=1273915027927080686&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/1273915027927080686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/1273915027927080686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2008/10/track-495-i-wish.html' title='Track 495 - I wish...'/><author><name>JK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252447245745283530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-6663213975340861931</id><published>2008-10-27T00:52:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T01:05:21.222+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Panic At The Disco'/><title type='text'>Track 494 - Dressed up like a fire...</title><content type='html'>Esta música e o respectivo vídeo fizeram-me lembrar os episódios do Scooby-Doo que via quando era muito muito, mas mesmo muito "piqueno". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, se calhar nem era assim tão pequeno... mas pronto, divirtam-se, porque... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;It's Almost Halloween - Panic! At The Disco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m carving pumpkins&lt;br /&gt;It’s almost Halloween&lt;br /&gt;And all my friends are wondering&lt;br /&gt;What they’re gonna be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Monster Mash is playing&lt;br /&gt;You’re moving to the beat&lt;br /&gt;And now we’re gonna teach you&lt;br /&gt;To do the Trick-or-Treat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody scream&lt;br /&gt;Everybody scream&lt;br /&gt;It’s almost Halloween&lt;br /&gt;Do the Trick-or-Treat&lt;br /&gt;Do the Trick-or-Treat&lt;br /&gt;It’s almost Halloween&lt;br /&gt;Everybody scream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s a devil in the corner&lt;br /&gt;In candy apple red&lt;br /&gt;Dressed up like a fire&lt;br /&gt;Burning through my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a little closer&lt;br /&gt;And offered her a drink&lt;br /&gt;She took me to the grave yard&lt;br /&gt;And we did the Trick-or-Treat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody scream&lt;br /&gt;Everybody scream&lt;br /&gt;It’s only Halloween&lt;br /&gt;Do the Trick-or-Treat&lt;br /&gt;Do the Trick-or-Treat&lt;br /&gt;It’s only Halloween&lt;br /&gt;Everybody scream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I learned her name&lt;br /&gt;We were already asleep&lt;br /&gt;When I woke up in my coffin&lt;br /&gt;She was nowhere to be seen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was it all a dream?&lt;br /&gt;Who could I believe?&lt;br /&gt;It can’t be what it seems&lt;br /&gt;It was only Halloween&lt;br /&gt;What does it all mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody scream&lt;br /&gt;Everybody scream&lt;br /&gt;It was Halloween&lt;br /&gt;Do the Trick-or-Treat&lt;br /&gt;Do the Trick-or-Treat&lt;br /&gt;It was only Halloween&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody scream&lt;br /&gt;Everybody scream&lt;br /&gt;It was Halloween&lt;br /&gt;Do the Trick-or-Treat&lt;br /&gt;Do the Trick-or-Treat&lt;br /&gt;It was only Halloween&lt;br /&gt;Everybody scream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3iTFnNU3AYg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3iTFnNU3AYg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209407818741301450-6663213975340861931?l=mad-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/feeds/6663213975340861931/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6209407818741301450&amp;postID=6663213975340861931&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/6663213975340861931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/6663213975340861931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2008/10/track-494-dressed-up-like-fire.html' title='Track 494 - Dressed up like a fire...'/><author><name>JK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252447245745283530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-8926344529813309010</id><published>2008-10-27T00:41:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T00:44:18.988+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben Harper'/><title type='text'>Track 493 - and she's leavin' you...</title><content type='html'>Oh pá... são coisas que acontecem :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Mama's got a girlfriend now - Ben Harper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa he left home today&lt;br /&gt;Said he ain't comin' back again&lt;br /&gt;Said he ain't gonna be nobody's second best&lt;br /&gt;Just cause mama's got a special kind of friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa he left home today&lt;br /&gt;Said he ain't comin' back no more&lt;br /&gt;Said he ain't gonna take no damn back seat&lt;br /&gt;And how could mama do him so low&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But mama's got a girlfriend now boy&lt;br /&gt;Mama's got a girlfriend now&lt;br /&gt;Mama's got a girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;Mama's got a true friend&lt;br /&gt;Mama's got a girlfriend now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see mama don't watch your damn football&lt;br /&gt;And your beer drinkin' just won't do&lt;br /&gt;You're just stayin' out late&lt;br /&gt;And you're preachin' the hate&lt;br /&gt;And you never have been true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see mama she want her somebody&lt;br /&gt;Who will let her be herself&lt;br /&gt;So she's leavin' you&lt;br /&gt;And your stinky damn ways&lt;br /&gt;Cause she's found somebody else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And mama's got a girlfriend now boy&lt;br /&gt;Mama's got a girlfriend now&lt;br /&gt;Mama's got a girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;Mama's found a true friend&lt;br /&gt;Mama's got a girlfriend now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa he left home today&lt;br /&gt;He was wavin' his hands and cryin'&lt;br /&gt;You could tell by the sound&lt;br /&gt;And the tone in his voice&lt;br /&gt;That his heart was slowly dyin'&lt;br /&gt;But mama said "Boy if I ever&lt;br /&gt;Catch you 'round here again&lt;br /&gt;You ain't never gonna have nobody else&lt;br /&gt;Not a woman or a man"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And mama's got a girlfriend now boy&lt;br /&gt;Mama's got a girlfriend now&lt;br /&gt;Mama's got a girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;Mama found a true friend&lt;br /&gt;Mama's got a girlfriend now&lt;br /&gt;Mama's got a girlfriend now boy&lt;br /&gt;Mama's got a girlfriend now&lt;br /&gt;Mama's got a girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;Mama's found a true friend&lt;br /&gt;Mama's got a girlfriend now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9fha0aMiB9I&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9fha0aMiB9I&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209407818741301450-8926344529813309010?l=mad-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/feeds/8926344529813309010/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6209407818741301450&amp;postID=8926344529813309010&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/8926344529813309010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/8926344529813309010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2008/10/track-493-and-shes-leavin-you.html' title='Track 493 - and she&apos;s leavin&apos; you...'/><author><name>JK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252447245745283530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-3820749779502836543</id><published>2008-10-27T00:31:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T00:36:18.773+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Killers'/><title type='text'>Track 492 - 'cause heaven ain't close in a place like this...</title><content type='html'>Estes tipos têm alguma coisa na música que a faz "entranhar-se" na minha cabeça.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Somebody told me - The Killers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breaking my back just to know your name&lt;br /&gt;Seventeen tracks and I've had it with this game&lt;br /&gt;I'm breaking my back just to know your name&lt;br /&gt;But heaven ain't close in a place like this&lt;br /&gt;Anything goes but don't blink you might miss&lt;br /&gt;Cause heaven ain't close in a place like this&lt;br /&gt;I said heaven ain't close in a place like this&lt;br /&gt;Bring it back down, bring it back down tonight&lt;br /&gt;Never thought I'd let a rumor ruin my moonlight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well somebody told me&lt;br /&gt;You had a boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;Who looked like a girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;That I had in February of last year&lt;br /&gt;It's not confidential&lt;br /&gt;I've got potential&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ready? Let's roll onto something new&lt;br /&gt;Taking its toll and I'm leaving without you&lt;br /&gt;Ready? Let's roll onto something new&lt;br /&gt;Anything goes but don't blink you might miss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause heaven ain't close in a place like this&lt;br /&gt;I said heaven ain't close in a place like this&lt;br /&gt;Bring it back down, bring it back down tonight&lt;br /&gt;Never thought I'd let a rumor ruin my moonlight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well somebody told me&lt;br /&gt;You had a boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;Who looked like a girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;That I had in February of last year&lt;br /&gt;It's not confidential&lt;br /&gt;I've got potential&lt;br /&gt;A rushin', a rushin' around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pace yourself for me&lt;br /&gt;I said maybe baby please&lt;br /&gt;But I just don't know now&lt;br /&gt;When all I wanna do is try&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x3]&lt;br /&gt;Somebody told me&lt;br /&gt;You had a boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;Who looked like a girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;That I had in February of last year&lt;br /&gt;It's not confidential&lt;br /&gt;I've got potential&lt;br /&gt;A rushin', a rushin' around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rhfBcf_ofsM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rhfBcf_ofsM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209407818741301450-3820749779502836543?l=mad-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/feeds/3820749779502836543/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6209407818741301450&amp;postID=3820749779502836543&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/3820749779502836543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/3820749779502836543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2008/10/track-492-cause-heaven-aint-close-in.html' title='Track 492 - &apos;cause heaven ain&apos;t close in a place like this...'/><author><name>JK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252447245745283530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-161253615829342499</id><published>2008-10-22T00:00:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T00:00:00.507+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deolinda'/><title type='text'>Track 491 - não voltar nunca...</title><content type='html'>Linda...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Clandestino - Deolinda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A noite vinha fria&lt;br /&gt;negras sombras a rondavam&lt;br /&gt;era meia-noite&lt;br /&gt;e o meu amor tardava&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A nossa casa, a nossa vida&lt;br /&gt;foi de novo revirada&lt;br /&gt;à meia-noite&lt;br /&gt;o meu amor não estava&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ai, eu não sei aonde ele está&lt;br /&gt;se à nossa casa voltará&lt;br /&gt;foi esse o nosso compromisso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E acaso nos tocar o azar&lt;br /&gt;o combinado é não esperar&lt;br /&gt;que o nosso amor é clandestino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com o bebé, escondida,&lt;br /&gt;quis lá eu saber, esperei&lt;br /&gt;era meia-noite&lt;br /&gt;e o meu amor tardava&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E arranhada pelas silvas&lt;br /&gt;sei lá eu o que desejei:&lt;br /&gt;não voltar nunca...&lt;br /&gt;amantes, outra casa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E quando ele por fim chegou&lt;br /&gt;trazia flores que apanhou&lt;br /&gt;e um brinquedo pró menino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E quando a guarda apontou&lt;br /&gt;fui eu quem o abraçou&lt;br /&gt;o nosso amor é clandestino &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8WfzjPiUrUg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8WfzjPiUrUg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209407818741301450-161253615829342499?l=mad-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/feeds/161253615829342499/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6209407818741301450&amp;postID=161253615829342499&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/161253615829342499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/161253615829342499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2008/10/track-491-no-voltar-nunca.html' title='Track 491 - não voltar nunca...'/><author><name>JK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252447245745283530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-4315510249046514961</id><published>2008-10-21T23:27:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T23:41:22.244+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rufus Wainwright'/><title type='text'>Track 490 - that only I know all about...</title><content type='html'>Esta música é um bocado estranha... mas entranha-se. E conta com um convidado inesperado (se não souberem quem é, também não vos vou dizer).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Between my legs - Rufus Wainwright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can go out, dancing&lt;br /&gt;And I'll write about you, dancing without you&lt;br /&gt;And I'll shed a tear between my legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were here, I missed you&lt;br /&gt;Now that you're away, I'm out there without you&lt;br /&gt;And I shed a tear between my legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though we live in the same city,&lt;br /&gt;You live in another state, far away from me and all of my unfaded charms&lt;br /&gt;But when the rocket ships all fall, and the bridges, they all buckle,&lt;br /&gt;And everybody's packing up their station wagons&lt;br /&gt;There's a number you can call, like a breast that you can suckle&lt;br /&gt;And we quietly will exit as it all is happening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again I will pray with one thing&lt;br /&gt;Will I walk away from love knowing nothing&lt;br /&gt;Wearing my heart between my legs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when I know you're naked&lt;br /&gt;Lying on my bed while I'm at the piano&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is I can't fake it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the rocket ships all fall, and the bridges, they all buckle&lt;br /&gt;And everybody's packing up their station wagons&lt;br /&gt;There's a number you can call, like a breast that you can suckle&lt;br /&gt;And quietly we'll exit as it all is happening again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause there's a river running underground,&lt;br /&gt;Underneath the town towards the sea, &lt;br /&gt;That only I know all about&lt;br /&gt;On which from this city, we can flee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/b83WpEExtUs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/b83WpEExtUs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209407818741301450-4315510249046514961?l=mad-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/feeds/4315510249046514961/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6209407818741301450&amp;postID=4315510249046514961&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/4315510249046514961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/4315510249046514961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2008/10/track-490-that-only-i-know-all-about.html' title='Track 490 - that only I know all about...'/><author><name>JK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252447245745283530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-331778591053448981</id><published>2008-10-20T23:34:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T23:42:04.117+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diana Krall'/><title type='text'>Track 489 - come on and cry me...</title><content type='html'>Esta música data de 1953 e foi escrita por Arthur Hamilton. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Impecável.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Cry me a river - Diana Krall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you say you're lonely&lt;br /&gt;You cry the long night through&lt;br /&gt;Well, you can cry me a river&lt;br /&gt;Cry me a river&lt;br /&gt;I cried a river over you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you say you're sorry&lt;br /&gt;For being so untrue&lt;br /&gt;Well, you can cry me a river&lt;br /&gt;Cry me a river&lt;br /&gt;I cried a river over you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You drove me, nearly drove me, out of my head&lt;br /&gt;While you never shed a tear&lt;br /&gt;Remember, I remember, all that you said&lt;br /&gt;You told me love was too plebeian&lt;br /&gt;Told me you were through with me and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you say you love me&lt;br /&gt;Well, just to prove that you do&lt;br /&gt;Come on and cry me a river&lt;br /&gt;Cry me a river&lt;br /&gt;I cried a river over you&lt;br /&gt;I cried a river over you&lt;br /&gt;I cried a river...over you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/N6y5pJv91xo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/N6y5pJv91xo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209407818741301450-331778591053448981?l=mad-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/feeds/331778591053448981/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6209407818741301450&amp;postID=331778591053448981&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/331778591053448981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/331778591053448981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2008/10/track-489-come-on-and-cry-me.html' title='Track 489 - come on and cry me...'/><author><name>JK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252447245745283530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-3014807254298958514</id><published>2008-10-14T23:45:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T23:53:52.665+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stereophonics'/><title type='text'>Track 488 - I guess nobody ever really done me...</title><content type='html'>Ano: 1969. Autores: Lennon/McCartney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Podem dar-me um tiro, mas prefiro esta versão à original. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Don't let me down - Stereophonics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't let me down, don't let me down,&lt;br /&gt;Don't let me down, don't let me down,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody ever loved me like she does,&lt;br /&gt;oh she does, yeah she does,&lt;br /&gt;And if somebody loved me like she do me,&lt;br /&gt;yeah she do me, she do me good,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't let me down, don't let me down,&lt;br /&gt;Don't let me down, don't let me down,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love for the first time,&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know it's gonna last,&lt;br /&gt;It's a love that lasts forever,&lt;br /&gt;It's a love that had no past,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't let me down, don't let me down,&lt;br /&gt;Don't let me down, don't let me down,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And from the first time that she really done me,&lt;br /&gt;oh she done me, she done me good,&lt;br /&gt;I guess nobody ever really done me,&lt;br /&gt;oh she done me, she done me good,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't let me down, don't let me down,&lt;br /&gt;Don't let me down, don't let me down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UPFhtcwwrtU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UPFhtcwwrtU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209407818741301450-3014807254298958514?l=mad-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/feeds/3014807254298958514/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6209407818741301450&amp;postID=3014807254298958514&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/3014807254298958514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/3014807254298958514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2008/10/track-488-i-guess-nobody-ever-really.html' title='Track 488 - I guess nobody ever really done me...'/><author><name>JK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252447245745283530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-3972720573034597782</id><published>2008-10-14T00:00:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T00:06:12.996+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alicia Keys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jack White'/><title type='text'>Track 487 - Giving solace to the one.</title><content type='html'>Mais um (pouco ou nada) exclusivo da Box. Mad-Box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Another Way To Die - Jack White ft. Alicia Keys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another player with the slick trigger finger&lt;br /&gt;For Her Majesty&lt;br /&gt;Another one with the golden tone voice&lt;br /&gt;Poisoning your fantasy&lt;br /&gt;Another bill from a killer&lt;br /&gt;Turned a thriller into a tragedy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A door left open&lt;br /&gt;A woman walking by&lt;br /&gt;A drop in the water&lt;br /&gt;A look in the eye&lt;br /&gt;A phone on the table&lt;br /&gt;A man on your side&lt;br /&gt;Oh, someone that you think that you can trust&lt;br /&gt;Is just&lt;br /&gt;Another way to die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another tricky little gun&lt;br /&gt;Giving solace to the one&lt;br /&gt;That will never see the sunshine&lt;br /&gt;Another inch of your life sacrificed for your brother,&lt;br /&gt;In the nick of time&lt;br /&gt;Another dirty money “heaven sent honey”,&lt;br /&gt;Turning on a dime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, a door left open&lt;br /&gt;A woman walking by&lt;br /&gt;A drop in the water&lt;br /&gt;A look in the eye&lt;br /&gt;A phone on the table&lt;br /&gt;A man on your side&lt;br /&gt;Someone that you think that you can trust&lt;br /&gt;Is just&lt;br /&gt;Another way to die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Another way to die!&lt;br /&gt;(Another way to die…)&lt;br /&gt;Shoot ‘em, bang bang!&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh oh oh oh!&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh oh oh oh!&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh oh oh oh!&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh oh oh oh…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;Hey hey hey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another girl with her finger&lt;br /&gt;On the world singing too&lt;br /&gt;Don't you wanna hear?&lt;br /&gt;Another gun thrown down and surrendered&lt;br /&gt;Took away your fear&lt;br /&gt;Hey!&lt;br /&gt;Another man that stands right behind you&lt;br /&gt;Looking in the mirror&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, a door left open&lt;br /&gt;A woman walking by&lt;br /&gt;A drop in the water&lt;br /&gt;A look in the eye&lt;br /&gt;A phone on the table&lt;br /&gt;A man on your side&lt;br /&gt;Someone that you think that you can trust&lt;br /&gt;Is just&lt;br /&gt;Another way to die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s another way!&lt;br /&gt;Shoot ’em up, bang bang!&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!&lt;br /&gt;(Another way, another way…)&lt;br /&gt;Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;(Another way, another way…)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hM5UJvnbbuY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hM5UJvnbbuY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209407818741301450-3972720573034597782?l=mad-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/feeds/3972720573034597782/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6209407818741301450&amp;postID=3972720573034597782&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/3972720573034597782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209407818741301450/posts/default/3972720573034597782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mad-box.blogspot.com/2008/10/track-487-giving-solace-to-one.html' title='Track 487 - Giving solace to the one.'/><author><name>JK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252447245745283530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-2064466108508816440</id><published>2008-10-13T23:28:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T23:37:18.574+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Talking Heads'/><title type='text'>Track 486 - it's all right...</title><content type='html'>Tinha 1 ano quando este single saiu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Road to nowhere - Talking Heads&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well we know where were goin'&lt;br /&gt;But we don't know where we've been&lt;br /&gt;And we know what were knowin'&lt;br /&gt;But we can't say what we've seen&lt;br /&gt;And were not little children&lt;br /&gt;And we know what we want&lt;br /&gt;And the future is certain&lt;br /&gt;Give us time to work it out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're on a road to nowhere&lt;br /&gt;Come on inside&lt;br /&gt;Takin' that ride to nowhere&lt;br /&gt;We'll take that ride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feelin' okay this mornin'&lt;br /&gt;And you know,&lt;br /&gt;We're on the road to paradise&lt;br /&gt;Here we go, here we go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're on a ride to nowhere&lt;br /&gt;Come on inside&lt;br /&gt;Takin' that ride to nowhere&lt;br /&gt;We'll take that ride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you wonder where you are&lt;br /&gt;I don't care&lt;br /&gt;Here is where time is on our side&lt;br /&gt;Take you there...take you there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're on a road to nowhere&lt;br /&gt;We're on a road to nowhere&lt;br /&gt;We're on a road to nowhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a city in my mind&lt;br /&gt;Come along and take that ride&lt;br /&gt;and it's all right, baby, it's all right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's very far away&lt;br /&gt;But it's growing day by day&lt;br /&gt;And it's all right, baby, it's all right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you like to come along&lt;br /&gt;and you could help me sing this song?&lt;br /&gt;And it's all right, baby, it's all right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They can tell you what to do&lt;br /&gt;But they'll make a fool of you&lt;br /&gt;And it's all right, baby, it's all right&lt;br /&gt;[x2]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're on a road to nowhere...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sQXsuAey-NE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sQXsuAey-NE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209407818741301450-2064466108508816440?l=mad-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://www.mactonnies.com/visitorphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209407818741301450.post-7968368009767573873</id><published>2008-10-13T23:14:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T23:19:06.773+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sophie Ellis Bextor'/><title type='text'>Track 485 - I'll have to play...</title><content type='html'>Ela é (só) um pouco &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;bitchzinha&lt;/span&gt;, vá... mas é gira :p &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Murder on the dance floor - Sophie Ellis Bextor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Murder)&lt;br /&gt;It's murder on the dancefloor&lt;br /&gt;But you better not kill the groove&lt;br /&gt;Dj, gonna burn this goddamn house right down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I know I know I know I know I know I know&lt;br /&gt;About your kind&lt;br /&gt;And so and so and so and so and so and so&lt;br /&gt;I'll have to play&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think you're getting away&lt;br /&gt;I will prove you wrong&lt;br /&gt;I'll take you all the way&lt;br /&gt;Boy, just come along&lt;br /&gt;hear me when I say&lt;br /&gt;Hey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's murder on the dancefloor&lt;br /&gt;But you better not kill the groove&lt;br /&gt;Hey, hey&lt;br /&gt;It's murder on the dancefloor&lt;br /&gt;But you better not steal the moves&lt;br /&gt;Dj, gonna burn this goddamn house right down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I know I know I know I know I know I know&lt;br /&gt;There may be others&lt;br /&gt;And so and so and so and so and so and so&lt;br /&gt;You'll just have to pray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think you're getting away&lt;br /&gt;I will prove you wrong&lt;br /&gt;I'll take you all the way&lt;br /&gt;Stay another song&lt;br /&gt;I'll blow you all away&lt;br /&gt;Hey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's murder on the dancefloor&lt;br /&gt;But you better not kill the groove&lt;br /&gt;Hey, hey&lt;br /&gt;It's murder on the dancefloor&lt;br /&gt;But you better not steal the moves&lt;br /&gt;DJ, gonna turn this house around somehow&lt;br /&gt;Murder on the dancefloor&lt;br /&gt;But you better not kill the groove&lt;br /&gt;Hey, hey&lt;br /&gt;It's murder on the dancefloor&lt;br /&gt;But you better not steal the moves&lt;br /&gt;Dj, gonna burn this goddamn house right down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't think you'll get away&lt;br /&gt;I will prove you wrong&lt;br /&gt;I'll take you all away&lt;br /&gt;Boy just come along&lt;br /&gt;Here me when I say&lt;br /&gt;Hey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's murder on the dancefloor&lt;br /&gt;But you better not kill the groove&lt;br /&gt;It's murder on the dancefloor&lt;br /&gt;But you better not steal the moves&lt;br /&gt;DJ, gonna burn this goddamn house right down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's murder on the dancefloor&lt;br /&gt;But you better not kill the groove&lt;br /&gt;Hey, hey&lt;br /&gt;It's murder on the dancefloor&lt;br /&gt;But you better not steal the moves&lt;br /&gt;DJ, gonna burn this goddamn house right down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's murder on the dancefloor&lt;br /&gt;(On the dancefloor)&lt;br /&gt;But you better not kill the groove&lt;br /&gt;Hey, hey&lt;br /&gt;It's murder on the dancefloor&lt;br /&gt;(On the dancefloor)&lt;br /&gt;But you better not steal the moves&lt;br /&gt;DJ, gonna burn this goddamn house right down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, I know, I know, I know, I know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2_Nsi05HkXw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2_Nsi05HkXw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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