Good Vibrations...

The Beach Boys (youtube)

I... I love the colorful clothes she wears

And the way the sunlight plays upon her hair

I hear the sound of a gentle word

On the wind that lifts her perfume through the air

I'm pickin' up good vibrations

She's giving me excitations

I'm pickin' up good vibrations

She's giving me excitations

Good, good, good, good vibrations

She's giving me excitations

Good, good, good, good vibrations

She's giving me excitations

Close my eyes

She's somehow closer now

Softly smile, I know she must be kind

When I look in her eyes

She goes with me to a blossom world

aah my,my what elation

I don't know where but she sends me there

ah my,my what a sensation

ah my,my what elations

ah my,my what

Gotta keep those lovin' good vibrations

A happenin' with her

Gotta keep those lovin' good vibrations

A happenin' with her

Gotta keep those lovin' good vibrations

A happenin'

Aaaah

Good, good, good, good vibrations

Im pickin up good vibrations

She's giving me excitations

Good, good, good, good vibrations

She's na na...
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R.I.P. Amy Winehouse...

Curiosamente ontem me senti inspirado a postar uma musica da Amy.
Hoje fico sabendo que ela nos deixou... - Rest In Peace Amy!!!
Talentosa e incompreendida, o mundo perde com a sua partida...



Amy Winehouse (youtube)

He left no time to regret
Kept his dick wet
With his same old safe bet
Me and my head high
And my tears dry
Get on without my guy
You went back to what you knew
So far removed from all that we went through
And I tread a troubled track
My odds are stacked
I'll go back to black

We only said good-bye with words
I died a hundred times
You go back to her
And I go back to...

I go back to us

I love you much
It's not enough
You love blow and I love puff

And life is like a pipe
And I'm a tiny penny rolling up the walls inside

We only said goodbye with words
I died a hundred times
You go back to her
And I go back to

Black, black, black, black, black, black, black,
I go back to
I go back to

We only said good-bye with words
I died a hundred times
You go back to her
And I go back to

We only said good-bye with words
I died a hundred times
You go back to her
And I go back to black...
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FUCK ME PUMPS...

Amy Winehouse (youtube)

When you walk in the bar,

And you dressed like a star,

Rockin' your F me pumps.

And the men notice you,

With your Gucci bag crew,

Can't tell who he's lookin' to.

Cuz you all look the same,

Everyone knows your name,

And that's you whole claim to fame.

Never miss a night,

Cuz your dream in life,

Is to be a footballers wife.

You don't like players,

That's what you say-a,

But you really wouldn't mind a millionaire.

You don't like ballers,

They don't do nothing for ya,

But you'd love a rich man six foot two or taller.

You're more than a fan,

Lookin' for a man,

But you end up with one-nights-stands.

He could be your whole life,

If you got past one night,

But that part never goes right.

In the morning you're vexed,

He's onto the next,

And you didn't even get no taste.

Don't be too upset,

If they call you a skank,

Cuz like the news everyday you get pressed.

You don't like players,

That's what you say-a,

But you really wouldn't mind a millionaire.

Or them big balers,

Don't do nothing for ya.

But you'd love a rich man six foot two or taller,

You can't sit down right,

Cuz you jeans are too tight,

And your lucky its ladies night.

With your big empty purse,

Every week it gets worse,

At least your breasts cost more than hers.

So you did Miami,

Cuz you got there for free,

But somehow you missed the plane.

You did too much E,

Met somebody,

And spent the night getting cane.

Without girls like you,

There'd be no fun,

We'd go to the club and not see anyone.

Without girls like you,

There's no nightlife,

All those man just go home to their wives.

Don't be mad at me,

Cuz your brushing thirty,

And your old tricks no longer work.

You should have known from the job,

That you always get dumped,

So dust off your fuck me pumps...
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Composição: Amy Winehouse / Salaam Remi

Samba e Amor...

Marisa Monte (youtube)

Eu faço samba e amor até mais tarde
E tenho muito sono de manhã...

Escuto a correria da cidade que arde
E apressa o dia de amanhã
De madrugada a gente 'inda se ama
E a fábrica começa a buzinar
O trânsito contorna, a nossa cama reclama
Do nosso eterno espreguiçar
No colo da bem vinda companheira
No corpo do bendito violão.

Eu faço samba e amor a noite inteira
Não tenho a quem prestar satisfação...

Eu faço samba e amor até mais tarde
E tenho muito mais o que fazer
Escuto a correria da cidade. Que alarde!
Será que é tão difícil amanhecer?
Não sei se preguiçoso ou se covarde
Debaixo do meu cobertor de lã.

Eu faço samba e amor até mais tarde
E tenho muito sono de manhã...

Composição: Chico Buarque

Thunderstruck...

AC/DC (youtube)

Thunder, thunder, thunder, thunder

I was caught in the middle of a railroad track

I looked round and I knew there was no turning back

My mind raced and I thought what could I do

And I knew there was no help, no help from you...

Sound of the drums

Beating in my heart

The thunder of guns

Tore me apart

You've been

Thunderstruck!!!

Rode down the highway broke the limit, we hit the ton
Went through to the Texas, yeah Texas, and we had some fun

We met some girls, some dancers who gave a good time

Broke all the rules, played all the fools

Yeah yeah they, they, they blew our minds

And I was shaking at the knees

Could I come again please

Yeah them ladies were too kind

You've been

Thunderstruck!!

I was shaking at the knees

Could I come again please

Thunderstruck, Thunderstruck,
Thunderstruck, Thunderstruck!!!

It's alright, we're doin' fine

It's alright, we're doin' fine, fine, fine

Thunderstruck, yeah, yeah, yeah

Thunderstruck, Thunderstruck

Thunderstruck, baby, baby

Thunderstruck, you've been Thunderstruck

Thunderstruck, Thunderstruck

You've been Thunderstruck...
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Dois Olhos Verdes...

R P M (youtube)

A gente tem medo de se entregar, de se envolver
E acha que é cedo, que ainda temos tanto pra viver
E faz tantos planos, e acha mesmo que é possível
Ao longo dos anos tentar prever o imprevisivel

Então de repente ele chega arrebatador
São dois olhos verdes e um sorriso avassalador

Quem sabe o amor não seja apenas uma suposição
Um ato do acaso, alegoria, somente uma ilusão
Você não contava que aquilo ainda pudesse acontecer
Nem acreditava no velho mito de Eros e Psiquê

Então de repente ele chega arrebatador
São dois olhos verdes e um sorriso avassalador

São duas crianças brincando nuas sem maldade
Sem medo das coisas, sem preconceito, vivendo em liberdade

Então de repente ele chega arrebatador
são dois olhos verdes e um sorriso avassalador...

DIa Mundial do Rock...

Em 13 de julho de 1985, Bob Geldof organizou o Live Aid,
um show simultâneo em Londres na Inglaterra e na Filadélfia nos
Estados Unidos. O objetivo principal era o fim da fome na Etiópia e
contou com a presença de artistas como The Who, Status Quo, Led
Zeppelin, Dire Straits, Madonna, Queen, Joan Baez, David Bowie,
BB King, Mick Jagger, Sting, Scorpions, U2, Paul McCartney,
Eric Clapton, Phil Collins (que tocou nos dois lugares), e Black Sabbath.

Foi transmitido ao vivo pela BBC para diversos países e abriu os olhos
do mundo para a miséria no continente africano. 20 anos depois, em
2005, Bob Geldof organizou o Live 8 como uma nova edição, com
estrutura maior e shows em mais países com o objetivo de pressionar
os líderes do G8 para perdoar a dívida externa dos países mais pobres
erradicar a miséria do mundo. Desde então, o dia 13 de julho passou a
ser conhecido como Dia Mundial do Rock.

Pra comemorar... nada melhor que rock!!!


AC/DC - You Shook Me All Night Long (youtube)

She was a fast machine she kept her motor clean
She was the best damn woman that I ever seen

She had the sightless eyes telling me no lies

Knocking me out with those American thighs

Taking more than her share

Had me fighting for air

She told me to come but I was already there

'Cause the walls start shaking

The earth was quaking

My mind was aching

And we were making it love

And you shook me all night long

Yeah you shook me all night long

Working double time on the seduction line

She's one of a kind she's just mine all mine

Wanted no applause it's just another course

Made a meal outta me

And come back for more

Had to cool me down to take another round

Now I'm back in the ring to take another swing

'Cause the walls were shaking the earth was quaking

My mind was aching

And we were making it love

And you shook me all night long

Yeah you shook me all night long

It knocked me out I said you

Shook me all night long

You had me shaking and you

Shook me all night long

Yeah you shook me

When you took me

You really took me and you

Shook me all night long

Ah, you shook me all night long

Yeah yeah you shook me all night long

You really got me and you

Shook me all night long

Yeah you shook me

Yeah you shook me

All night long...

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Amy, Amy, Amy...

Amy Winehouse (youtube)

Attract me

'til it hurts to concentrate

Distract me

stops me doing work I hate

and just to show him how it feels

I walk past his desk in heels

one leg resting on a chair

from the side he pulls my hair

Although I've been here before

He's just too hard to ignore

Masculine you spin a spell

I think you'd wear me well

Where's my moral parallel?

It takes me

half an hour to write a verse

He makes me

imagine it from bad to worse

My weakness for the other sex

every time his shoulders flex

way the shirt hangs off his back

my train of thought spins right off track

Although I've been here before

He's just too hard to ignore

Masculine he spins a spell

I think he'd wear me well

so where's my moral parallel?

His own style

right down to his Diesel jeans

Immobile

I can't think by any means

Underwear peeks out the top

I'll let you know when you should stop

from the picture my mum drew

I know I'd look good on you

Although I've been here before

You're just too hard to ignore

Masculine you spin a spell

I think you'd wear me well

so where's my moral parallel?

Creative energy abused

all my lyrics go unused

but when I clock black hair, blue eyes

a teardrop I fantasise

Although I've been here before

He's just too hard to ignore

Masculine he spins a spell

I think he'd wear me well

so where's my moral parallel?

Although I've been here before

He's just too hard to ignore

Masculine he spins a spell

I think he'd wear me well

so where's my moral parallel?

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Tocando em frente...

Almir Sater e Daniel (youtube)

Ando devagar porque já tive pressa
Levo esse sorriso porque já chorei demais
Hoje me sinto mais forte, mais feliz quem sabe
Só levo a certeza de que muito pouco eu sei
Eu nada sei

Conhecer as manhas e as manhãs,
O sabor das massas e das maçãs,
É preciso amor pra poder pulsar,
É preciso paz pra poder sorrir,
É preciso a chuva para florir

Penso que cumprir a vida seja simplesmente
Compreender a marcha e ir tocando em frente
Como um velho boiadeiro levando a boiada
Eu vou tocando os dias pela longa estrada eu vou
Estrada eu sou

Conhecer as manhas e as manhãs,
O sabor das massas e das maçãs,
É preciso amor pra poder pulsar,
É preciso paz pra poder sorrir,
É preciso a chuva para florir

Todo mundo ama um dia.
Todo mundo chora
Um dia a gente chega
e no outro vai embora...

Cada um de nós compõe a sua história
Cada ser em si carrega o dom de ser capaz
De ser feliz

Conhecer as manhas e as manhãs
O sabor das massas e das maçãs
É preciso amor pra poder pulsar,
É preciso paz pra poder sorrir,
É preciso a chuva para florir

Ando devagar porque já tive pressa
E levo esse sorriso porque já chorei demais
Cada um de nós compõe a sua história,
Cada ser em si carrega o dom de ser capaz
De ser feliz...

Composição: Almir Sater e Renato Teixeira