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Sexta-feira, Setembro 25, 2009
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8:18 PM
by Szum
Gostei do novo do Arctic Monkeys.Caprichado! Começa bem com The Propeller. If you can summon the strength, tow me I can’t hold down the urgency You’ve got to make your descent, slowly And oil up those sticky keys. Coax me out my low And have a spin of my propeller. It is a necessary, evil No cause for emergency Borrow the beak of a bald, eagle Oh, momentary synergy. Coax me out my low Sink into tomorrow Coax me out my low And have a spin of my propeller My propeller won’t spin and I can’t get it started on my own. When are you arriving? My propeller won’t spin and I can’t get it started on my own. When are you arriving? My propeller won’t spin and I can’t get it started on my own/ When are you arriving? My propeller.
Domingo, Setembro 20, 2009
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12:54 PM
by Szum
Um grande disco de rock'n'roll é Vivid, do Living Colour.Os mais velhos vão se lembrar de Cult of Personality. Look in my eyes, what do you see? the Cult of Personality I know your anger, I know your dreams I've been everything you wanna be ohhh… I'm the Cult of Personality Like Mussolini and Kennedy I'm the Cult of Personality the Cult of Personality the Cult of Personality Neon lights, Nobel Prize When a mirror speaks, the reflection lies You won't have to follow me Only you can set me free I sell the things you need to be I'm the smiling face of your T.V. ohh… I'm the Cult of Personality I exploit you; still you love me I tell you one and one makes three ohh… I'm the Cult of Personality Like Joseph Stalin and Gandhi ohh… I'm the Cult of Personality the Cult of Personality the Cult of Personality Neon lights, Nobel Prize When a leader speaks, that leader dies You won't have to follow me Only you can set you free (Guitar solo) You gave me fortune, you gave me fame You gave me power in your God's name I'm every person you need to be ohh… I'm, the, Cult, of, Per, Son, Al, Ity I am the Cult of (x8) Personality
Sexta-feira, Setembro 11, 2009
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9:33 PM
by Szum
Uma canção do novo do Placebo para reviver este espaço largado por absoluta falta de tempo. Enjoy it! The end of the century I said my goodbyes For what its worth I always aim to please But I nearly died For what its worth Come on lay with me Cause Im on fire For what its worth I tear the sun in three To light up your eyes For what its worth For what its worth For what its worth For what its worth Broke up the family Everybody cried For what its worth I have a slow disease That sucked me dry For what its worth Come on walk with me Into the rising tide For what its worth Filled a cavity Your god shaped hole tonight For what its worth For what its worth For what its worth For what its worth For what its worth For what its worth For what its worth For what its worth No one cares when youre out on the street Picking up the pieces to make ends meet No one cares when youre down in the gutter Got no friends got no lover No one cares when youre out on the street Picking up the pieces to make ends meet No one cares when youre down in the gutter Got no friends got no lover For what its worth Got no lover For what its worth Got no lover For what its worth Got no lover For what its worth Got no lover For what its worth Got no lover For what its worth Got no lover For what its worth Got no lover Got no friends got no lover
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