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Website · by **Amadameus** on Mon Mar 24, 2008 6:32 am

Do not be fooled, this is far, far different than "What are you LISTENING to right now" - because you needn't be listening to the song, just thinking about some of the awesome lyrics in music. Here's mine:

Crosby, Stills and Nash - "Wooden Ships"
If you smile at me, I will understand
'Cause that is something everybody everywhere does
in the same language.
I can see by your coat, my friend,
you're from the other side,
There's just one thing I got to know,
Can you tell me please, who won?
Say, can I have some of your purple berries?
Yes, I've been eating them for six or seven weeks now,
haven't got sick once.
Probably keep us both alive.

o.O

by **scribarterus** on Mon Mar 24, 2008 7:41 am

i listen to so much music without lyrics that most of the time i really do hear just the music. right now it is something from the gears of war video game soundtrack. dont know what it is called cause the whole damn album sounds the same.

by **Phigment** on Sat Mar 29, 2008 11:43 pm

I've been hearing this in my head all week since catching Bob Schnieder last Monday and I don't want it to go away. this one I actually transcribed from a Frunk CD because I couldn't find the lyrics on the web.

You take the rose from off the tree. Oh you are so hard to see.
come sit down on my knee and tell me what you want for Christmas
Oh this place give me the creeps I take a shot of somethin cheaps and give a shout out to all my _ peeps I love you this much.
Girl you ate my lunch. I couldn't duck your sucker punch and I know it's just hunch it's just a feeling
well that somewhere down the road you might get paid back what you owed and your heart might just get throwed upon the ceiling.
So I'll be out having a ball though I'm hardly here at all. Tell your sister not to call I'm no beginner.
And just take it to the back - Oh you know I got the knack. I can take any card in the pack and come out a winner.
And when the sun has lost it's shine. When the water turns to wine. When the diamonds in the mine have all been taken.
Well then maybe I will see that you weren't the one for me and I'll finally be free
of my one true love

edit----------------------------
I might add that he does have a certain knack but I won't go into that now. I guess it's something you would get when you see a show ;-)

by **you_know_it** on Sun Apr 13, 2008 8:29 pm

Sleeping in the Beetle Bug
By Of Montreal

just the line "clouds cant stay where they are born"

by **sihaya** on Sun Apr 13, 2008 11:28 pm

I should have known what was going on
but I have this way of playing games with myself
I should have seen the flashing sign
and given you some peace of mind
you knowing like the blue sky and the next dawn
that I would be there to share your storms and starry nights

by **arrested** on Mon Apr 14, 2008 7:39 pm

"Well my cousin, Eddie, he got shot
In a Wal-Mart parking lot.
This little town's changed a lot.
He said it hurt like hell."

-The Ballad of Billy- Jo McKay by Shawn Mullins

by **Maynar** on Mon Apr 28, 2008 12:52 pm

"Puff, the Magic Dragon."

Make it stop, someone PLEASE make it stop!

by **Maliaki** on Mon Apr 28, 2008 12:55 pm

"Tell Me You Love Me" - FZ

by **Captain C** on Tue Jun 10, 2008 10:59 am

"Me Gustas Cuando Callas"--Brazilian Girls, from a poem by Pablo Neruda:

Me gustas cuando callas porque estÃ¡s como ausente,
Me gustas cuando callas porque estÃ¡s como ausente,
Y me oyes desde lejos, y mi voz no te toca.
Parece que los ojos se te hubieran volado

Y parece que un beso te cerrara la boca.
Y parece que un beso te cerrara la boca.

Como todas las cosas estÃ¡n llenas de mi alma
Como todas las cosas estÃ¡n llenas de mi alma
Emerges de las cosas, llena del alma mÃa.
Mariposa de sueÃ±o, te pareces a mi alma,

Y te pareces a la palabra melancolÃa.
Y te pareces a la palabra melancolÃa.

Ooooohhhh

Me gustas cuando callas y estÃ¡s como distante.
Me gustas cuando callas y estÃ¡s como distante.
Y estÃ¡s como quejÃ¡ndote, mariposa en arrullo.
Y me oyes desde lejos, y mi voz no te alcanza:

DÃ©jame que me calle con el silencio tuyo.

Ooooohhhh

DÃ©jame que te hable tambiÃ©n con tu silencio
DÃ©jame que te hable tambiÃ©n con tu silencio
Claro como una lÃ¡mpara, simple como un anillo.
Eres como la noche, callada y constelada.

Tu silencio es de estrella, tan lejano y sencillo.
Tu silencio es de estrella, tan lejano y sencillo.

Ooooohhhh

Me gustas cuando callas porque estÃ¡s como ausente.
Me gustas cuando callas porque estÃ¡s como ausente.
Distante y dolorosa como si hubieras muerto.
Una palabra entonces, una sonrisa bastan.

Y estoy alegre, alegre de que no sea cierto.
Y estoy alegre, alegre de que no sea cierto

Before that, "Sirenes de la Fete" by the same:

Allons-y!
Faisons un tour Ã¡ la tour eiffel, Ã¡ rencontrer cette japonaise,
tres tres belle.
Dans la main une camera en plastique, ces chaussures dernier cri,
On lui dit, You're tres chic.
On l'emmene, sÃ'r une isle au millieu de la seine, virtuelle de cette nuit,
Cette nuit mortelle, on la prend,
On la prend par la main, et on commence.

Laisse rentrer la lumiere dans ta tÃªte, sors tout-ce que t'as dedans, dis-moi quelque chose de Grand, concentre-toi, t'entends les sirenes de la fÃªte? Tu sais c'que j'en pense, moi?
Je veux me reveiller, me reveiller avec toi!

On va danser Ã¡ poile dans les rÃªves des tous les garÃ§ons, voler d'Ã©toile en
Ã©toile, sur le dos d'un dragon,
Dans les bras de la lune, on peut tout oublier, mais dans ce paradis, on
Risque de s'ennuyer... t'endends les sirenes, les sirenes de la fete,
Tu sais ce que j'en pense

by **tinypika** on Tue Jun 10, 2008 1:59 pm

The Wall, Pt. 2 - Pink Floyd
We don't need no education
We don't need no thought control
No dark sarcasm in the classroom
Teacher leave them kids alone

by **Drewtheunquestioned** on Tue Jun 17, 2008 5:42 am

Insane Clown Posse, "Riddle Box"

"Tell me sir what can do you? It looks like the jokes on you."

Website · by **Amadameus** on Tue Jun 17, 2008 8:53 am

Just finished re-updating my music playlist, and so I added a few more (Fractal is like a wellspring of quirky and interesting bands). One of them was Space Oddity by David Bowie.
Ground Control to Major Tom
Ground Control to Major Tom
Take your protein pills and put your helmet on
Ground Control to Major Tom
Commencing countdown, engines on
Check ignition, and may God's love be with you...

This is Ground Control to Major Tom
You've really made the grade
And the papers want to know whose shirt you wear
Now it's time to leave the capsule if you dare

This is Major Tom to Ground Control
I'm stepping through the door
And I'm floating in a most peculiar way
And the stars look very different today

by **Captain C** on Sat Oct 18, 2008 8:17 am

Pussy, pussy, pussy, Marijuana! PUSSY! PUSSY! PUSSY!

by **Maliaki** on Sat Oct 18, 2008 2:46 pm

"Titties 'N' Beer" by: Frank Zappa

"boom, dada,, bum bum do do boom, dada, bum bum
"Where's those titties I like so well? And my goddamn beer is what I started to yell"

by **Captain C** on Tue Oct 21, 2008 7:38 am

"Don't Stop"--Brazilian Girls

"Don't stop don't stop now,
Just keep on going
Until I
come
Until I
come in."

Website · by **Amadameus** on Tue Oct 21, 2008 8:04 am

Awww, the YouTube link is gone...

You wouldn't happen to have a RapidShit or ButtTorrent link for the Brazilian Girls? I can't find them on any of the torrent sites I use.

by **Captain C** on Tue Oct 21, 2008 8:40 am

Amadameus wrote:Awww, the YouTube link is gone...

You wouldn't happen to have a RapidShit or ButtTorrent link for the Brazilian Girls? I can't find them on any of the torrent sites I use.

Nope (I don't think they allow the recording of shows). The link's working fine for me.

Edit: Oops...maybe not...I'll post another...

by **Captain C** on Wed Oct 29, 2008 10:26 am

Je veux me reveiller, me reveiller avec toi!

"Sirenes de la Fete"--Brazilian Girls

by **Maliaki** on Wed Oct 29, 2008 1:09 pm

We're on a road to nowhere........

Website · by **Amadameus** on Wed Oct 29, 2008 3:12 pm

I'm goin' off the rails on a crazy train...

by **Captain C** on Mon Nov 17, 2008 9:00 am

"Ships In the Night"--Brazilian Girls

Now that your leave is over
Let’s down our drinks and say goodnight
to this illusion

Bell-bottom Casanova
The silhouettes that pass us by

Are ships in the night
Ships in the night,
in the night, in the night

When you alight, mein Lieber
Whether its Hamburg or New york
I’ll still be sleeping

Look in your wallet all you’ll find
A little note I’ve left behind
Oh, I hope you don’t mind

We’re Ships in the night
Ships in the night
Ships in the night,
in the night

Website · by **Amadameus** on Mon Nov 17, 2008 11:14 am

"The Sound of Silence" by Simon and Garfunkel

Hello darkness, my old friend,
Ive come to talk with you again,
Because a vision softly creeping,
Left its seeds while I was sleeping,
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence.

In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone,
neath the halo of a street lamp,
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of
A neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence.

And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more.
People talking without speaking,
People hearing without listening,
People writing songs that voices never share
And no one deared
Disturb the sound of silence.

Fools said i,you do not know
Silence like a cancer grows.
Hear my words that I might teach you,
Take my arms that I might reach you.
But my words like silent raindrops fell,
And echoed
In the wells of silence

And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon God they made.
And the sign flashed out its warning,
In the words that it was forming.
And the signs said, the words of the prophets
Are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls.
And whisperd in the sounds of silence.

by **JackpotDen** on Tue Dec 16, 2008 5:56 am

You will be reincarnated as an imperial attack space turtle.

(song title, song is instrumental)

by **sqeek** on Tue Dec 16, 2008 8:59 pm

call it a rebound of a hip hop devout, got my heat out, feel alright like it is Friday
night and pops says, “yo, let’s eat it out.” that’s what I be ‘bout. on the mic is where
I be now, indeed now. good for you and easy to chew, like a big bowl of puppy chow. see
how, I get up on the mike and I can excite. You may call it tripe, that’s just spite, I
know my shit’s tight. psych, it’s like, when I was just just a tyke on my trike and all
the big kids would flip lids on their bmx bikes. go take a hike, and don’t forget the
trail mix bitch. beats I know come from a casio, so call me chris. as in mc, envy, I be
on the top of the list. you try to diss I won’t resist, you’ll feel the kiss of my fist.
I never miss. You’re gonna need a first aid kit, remove your whack ass rhymes like it be
a cancerous cyst. you can’t deny your tight ass behind be so movin’ to this. mc chris hold
down his shit like he was holding bong hits.

chorus – like mahatma gandhi followed by a horde of hotties or the feds on the trail of a
mr. john gotti, I’m a sound wave tsunami, vocal origami, hijack the mic and it’s not
like anyone can stop me.

like mahatma gandhi followed by a horde of hotties or the feds on the trail of a
mr. john gotti, I’m a sound wave tsunami, vocal origami, hijack the mic and it’s not
like anyone can stop me.

it’s like arithmatic, the way I make it stick, some say it’s gibberish, some say it’s silly
shit. but some people pay a cover charge to listen to it, some people take the path train
to jersey for it. ladies! in the corner with your hand on your hip, make you jump so high
that the record will skip. make you feel so good that the room starts to spin. my favorite
kinda nut is a macadamian.I said come on all you honeys, I am beggin to begin, I say I gotta get
the get the grand, gotta get within, gotta get more cream than wisconsin, honeyroom suite
at the sheridan, bath tub full of expensive gin, lots of candles and violins, bikinis made
of diamonds, honeys beggin’ me to break their hymens.

repeat chorus

the whole song.....not a lryic

by **Phigment** on Mon Jan 19, 2009 9:03 pm

After seeing the musical for the second time last Thursday I haven't been able to stop singing all of the songs. This is the one in my head at the moment. The show has been held over for one more week at the Herberger for anyone in AZ who might be interested. oh yeah, and Hi All
*peace*

She asks me why
I'm just a hairy guy
I'm hairy noon and night
Hair that's a fright
I'm hairy high and low
Don't ask me why
Don't know
It's not for lack of bread
Like the Grateful Dead
Darling

Gimme a head with hair
Long beautiful hair
Shining, gleaming, Streaming, flaxen, waxen

Give me down to there hair
Shoulder length or longer
Here baby, there mama
Everywhere daddy daddy

Hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair
Flow it, show it
Long as God can grow it
My hair

Let it fly in the breeze
And get caught up in the trees
Give a home to the fleas in my hair
A home for fleas
A hive for bees
A nest for birds
There ain't no words
For the beauty, the splendor, the wonder
Of my...

Hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair
Flow it, show it
Long as God can grow it
My hair

I want it long, straight, curly, fuzzy
Snaggy, shaggy, ratty, matty
Oily, greasy, fleecy
Shining, gleaming, streaming
Flaxen, waxen
Knotted, polka-dotted
Twisted, beaded, braided
Powdered, flowered, and confettied
Bangled, tangled, spangled, and spaghettied!

Oh say can you see
My eyes if you can
Then my hair's too short

Down to here
Down to there
Down to where
It stops by itself

They'll be ga ga at the go go
When they see me in my toga
My toga made of blond
Brilliantined
Biblical hair

My hair like Jesus wore it
Hallelujah I adore it
Hallelujah Mary loved her son
Why don't my mother love me?

Hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair
Flow it, show it
Long as God can grow it
My hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair
Flow it, show it
Long as God can grow it
My hair

by **Phigment** on Tue Jan 20, 2009 7:47 pm

DING DONG the witch is dead! which old witch? The wicked witch.
Ding Dong the wicked witch is dead!!!

posted on 1/20/09. innauguration day.

by **TEC36** on Tue Jun 09, 2009 3:25 pm

Aqualung my friend,
Won't you start again, uneasy?

Aqualung - Jethro Tull

by **Captain C** on Fri Aug 21, 2009 6:25 am

"Berlin"--Brazilian Girls

One, two
One, two, three

Parlami di te
Quante memorie che hai
Una alla volta
Berlin

Ah tu es coquine
No other matches your scene
Come una volta
Ah Berlin

Vivez, vivez
Vivez, vivez...

Tu mi permetti il mio spleen
After everything you've seen
Fled and regained you remained
Berlin

Je regarde à travers de tes yeux
Strip me of all of my dreams
Nobody knows me
In berlin

Vivez, vivez
Vivez, vivez
Oui vivez, vivez...

by **Maliaki** on Tue Aug 25, 2009 8:18 am

I had visions I was in them
I was looking into the mirror
To see a little bit clearer
What was looking evil in me

Fingertips had memories
I can't forget the curves of your body
And when I feel a bit naughty
I run it up the flagpole and see
Who still looks
But no one ever does...

*Blah*
I'm not sick but I'm not well
And I'm so hot coz I'm in hell

Been around the world and found that only stupid people are breading
The cretins cloning and feeding
And I don't even own a TV

Put me the hospital, for nerves
And then they had to commit me
You told them all I was crazy
They cut off my legs now I'm an amputee
Damm you

*Blah*
I'm not sick but I'm not well
And I'm so hot coz I'm in hell
*Blah*
I'm not sick but I'm not well
And it's a sin to live so well...

I want to publish zines
And rage against machines
I want to pierce my tongue it doesn't hurt
It feels fine
The curtain looks sublime
I like to turn off time
To kill my mind
To kill my m-i-i-n-d
Mind...

Paranoia, paranoia
Everybody's coming to get me
To say you never met me
I'm running underground with the moles
Digging big holes
Hear the voices in my head
I swear to God
It sounds like they're snoring
But if you're poring and boring
The agony in the irony
That's killing me
Well...

*Blah*
I'm not sick but I'm not well
And I'm so hot coz I'm in hell
*Blah*
I'm not sick but I'm not well
And it's a sin to live this well..

Website · by **Amadameus** on Mon Nov 30, 2009 12:29 pm

I ain't no goddamn son of a bitch, you better think about it baby
I ain't no goddamn son of a bitch, you better think about it baby!

by **Maliaki** on Mon Nov 30, 2009 12:42 pm

I'm a lumberjack, and I'm okay.
I sleep all night and I work all day.

I cut down trees. I eat my lunch.
I go to the lavatory.
On Wednesdays I go shoppin'
And have buttered scones for tea.

I cut down trees. I skip and jump.
I like to press wild flowers.
I put on women's clothing
And hang around in bars.

I cut down trees. I wear high heels,
Suspendies, and a bra.
I wish I'd been a girlie,
Just like my dear Papa.

by **Captain C** on Thu Dec 03, 2009 9:00 am

"Sweatshop"--Brazilian Girls

Walter a les clés
Il a les cles de l’ascenseur

Il est toujours la
La sentinelle
Ete et hiver

Le matin ça bouge a Chinatown
Tous les marchés comblées de mille couleurs
Tellement du monde qu’ on s’y perd
Puis c’est (chaud) fous!

dahhh daahh dahh

Vlado nous emmene
Il nous emmene en haut
Pour nous montrer

23 chinois dans une chambre
De 10 metre carré

Le matin ça bouge a Chinatown
Regarde les rues comblées de mille couleurs
Comme sa bouge on s’y perd
Puis c’est (chaud) fous!

Ding dong
Dong di da dong

Bato me regarde
Il nous dit que les temps sont durs

23 chinois dans une chambre miniature
23 chinois, ah oui, les temps sont durs

Website · by **Amadameus** on Thu Dec 03, 2009 10:08 am

Can't seem to face up to the facts,
Tense and nervous, can’t relax.
Can’t sleep, bed’s on fire,
Don’t touch me, I’m a real live wire.

Psycho killer, qu'est-ce que c'est?
Fa fa fa fa, fa fa fa fa fa, fa, better
Run run, run run run, run away!

Website · by **Amadameus** on Mon Dec 07, 2009 9:38 am

Don't take any notice of what the public think,
They're so hyped up with TV, they just don't want to think.
They'll use you as a target for demands and for advice,
When you don't want to hear it they'll say you're full of vice.

Do they owe us a living?
Course they do, course they do.
Owe us a living?
Course they do, course they do.
Owe us a living?
COURSE THEY FUCKING DO.

by **fractal** on Thu Dec 10, 2009 12:49 pm

Crank this shit up.
It'll fix your speakers!!

CRANK IT!
FIX IT!

MIX IT!
SMOKE IT!

FUCK IT!
CLICK IT!

CRANK IT!
FIX IT!

Daft Punk
"Technologic"

Buy it, use it, break it, fix it,
Trash it, change it, mail - upgrade it,
Charge it, point it, zoom it, press it,
Snap it, work it, quick - erase it,
Write it, cut it, paste it, save it,
Load it, check it, quick - rewrite it,
Plug it, play it, burn it, rip it,
Drag and drop it, zip - unzip it,
Lock it, fill it, call it, find it,
View it, code it, jam - unlock it,
Surf it, scroll it, pause it, click it,
Cross it, crack it, switch - update it,
Name it, rate it, tune it, print it,
Scan it, send it, fax - rename it,
Touch it, bring it, Pay it, watch it,
Turn it, leave it, start - format it.

Technologic [4x]

Buy it, use it, break it, fix it,
Trash it, change it, mail - upgrade it,
Charge it, point it, zoom it, press it,
Snap it, work it, quick - erase it,
Write it, cut it, paste it, save it,
Load it, check it, quick - rewrite it,
Plug it, play it, burn it, rip it,
Drag and drop it, zip - unzip it,
Lock it, fill it, call it, find it,
View it, code it, jam - unlock it,
Surf it, scroll it, pause it, click it,
Cross it, crack it, switch - update it,
Name it, rate it, tune it, print it,
Scan it, send it, fax - rename it
Touch it, bring it, pay it, watch it,
Turn it, leave it, start - format it.

Buy it, use it, break it, fix it,
Trash it, change it, mail - upgrade it,
Charge it, point it, zoom it, press it,
Snap it, work it, quick - erase it,
Write it, cut it, paste it, save it,
Load it, check it, quick - rewrite it,
Plug it, play it, burn it, rip it,
Drag and drop it, zip - unzip it
Touch it, bring it, pay it, watch it,
Turn it, leave it, start - format it.

Surf it, scroll it, pause it, click it,
Cross it, crack it, switch - update it

Lock it, fill it, call it, find it,
View it, code it, jam - unlock it,
Buy it, use it, break it, fix it,
Trash it, change it, mail - upgrade it,
Charge it, point it, zoom it, press it,
Snap it, work it, quick - erase it,
Write it, cut it, paste it, save it,
Load it, check it, quick - rewrite it,

Surf it, scroll it, pause it, click it,
Cross it, crack it, switch - update it,
Name it, rate it, tune it, print it,
Scan it, send it, fax - rename it,
Touch it, bring it, pay it, watch it,
Turn it, leave it, start - format it.

Buy it, use it, break it, fix it,
Trash it, change it, mail - upgrade it,
Charge it, point it, zoom it, press it,
Snap it, work it, quick - erase it,
Write it, cut it, paste it, save it,
Load it, check it, quick - rewrite it,
Plug it, play it, burn it, rip it,
Drag and drop it, zip - unzip it,
Surf it, scroll it, pause it, click it,
Cross it, crack it, switch - update it,
Name it, rate it, tune it, print it,
Scan it, send it, fax - rename it,
Touch it, bring it, pay it, watch it,
Turn it, leave it, start - format it. [2x]

Buy it, use it, break it, fix it,
Trash it, change it, mail - upgrade it,
Charge it, point it, zoom it, press it,
Snap it, work it, quick - erase it,
Write it, cut it, paste it, save it,
Load it, check it, quick - rewrite it,
Plug it, play it, burn it, rip it,
Drag and drop it, zip - unzip it,
Lock it, fill it, call it, find it,
View it, code it, jam - unlock it,
Surf it, scroll it, pause it, click it,
Cross it, crack it, switch - update it,
Name it, rate it, tune it, print it,
Scan it, send it, fax - rename it,
Touch it, bring it, pay it, watch it,
Turn it, leave it, start - format it.

Technologic [12x]

by **Loki** on Thu Dec 10, 2009 2:44 pm

Woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, wow!
I-E-A-I-A-I-O
I-E-A-I-A-I-O
Why! as we light up the sky

by **Captain C** on Thu Dec 10, 2009 5:19 pm

"Ships in the Night"--Brazilian Girls

Now that your leave is over
Let’s down our drinks and say goodnight
to this illusion

Bell-bottom Casanova
The silhouettes that pass us by

Are ships in the night
Ships in the night,
in the night, in the night

When you alight, mein Lieber
Whether its Hamburg or New york
I’ll still be sleeping

Look in your wallet all you’ll find
A little note I’ve left behind
Oh, I hope you don’t mind

We’re Ships in the night
Ships in the night
Ships in the night,
in the night

by **Captain C** on Tue Dec 22, 2009 11:54 pm

"Aguas de Marco," written by Tom Jobim (and performed by Inaia, in my favorite version)

Águas de Março

"É pau, é pedra,
é o fim do caminho
É um resto de toco,
é um pouco sozinho

É um caco de vidro,
é a vida, é o sol
É a noite, é a morte,
é o laço, é o anzol

É peroba do campo,
é o nó da madeira
Caingá candeia,
é o matita-pereira

É madeira de vento,
tombo da ribanceira
É o mistério profundo,
é o queira ou não queira

É o vento ventando,
é o fim da ladeira
É a viga, é o vão,
festa da cumeeira

É a chuva chovendo,
é conversa ribeira
Das águas de março,
é o fim da canseira

É o pé, é o chão,
é a marcha estradeira
Passarinho na mão,
pedra de atiradeira

É uma ave no céu,
é uma ave no chão
É um regato, é uma fonte,
é um pedaço de pão

É o fundo do poço,
é o fim do caminho
No rosto o desgosto,
é um pouco sozinho

É um estrepe, é um prego,
é uma ponta, é um ponto
É um pingo pingando,
é uma conta, é um conto

É um peixe, é um gesto,
é uma prata brilhando
É a luz da manhã,
é o tijolo chegando

É a lenha, é o dia,
é o fim da picada
É a garrafa de cana,
o estilhaço na estrada

É o projeto da casa,
é o corpo na cama
É o carro enguiçado,
é a lama, é a lama

É um passo, é uma ponte,
é um sapo, é uma rã
É um resto de mato,
na luz da manhã

São as águas de março
fechando o verão
É a promessa de vida
no teu coração

É uma cobra, é um pau,
é João, é José
É um espinho na mão,
é um corte no pé

São as águas de março
fechando o verão
É a promessa de vida
no teu coração

É pau, é pedra,
é o fim do caminho
É um resto de toco,
é um pouco sozinho

É um passo, é uma ponte,
é um sapo, é uma rã
É um belo horizonte,
é uma febre terçã

São as águas de março
fechando o verão
É a promessa de vida
no teu coração"

(English Translation)

Waters of March

It's stick, it's stone
It's the end of the road
It's a rest of stump
It's a little alone

It's a shard of glass
It is life, it's the sun
It is night, it is death
It's the snare, it's the fishhook

It's peroba of the field
It’s the knot in the wood
Lamp caingá tree
It's the matita-pereira tree

It's wind-resistant wood
Falls of the ravine
It's the profound mystery
It's the you wish or you don’t

It's the wind blowing
It's the end of the slope
It's the beam, it's the span
The new roof party

It's the rain raining
It’s riverbank talk
Of the waters of March
It's the end of the struggle

It's the foot, it's the ground
It's the walk on the road
Small bird in the hand
A slingshot stone

It’s a bird in the sky
It’s a bird on the ground
It's a creek, it's a fountain
It's a piece of bread

It's the bottom of the well
It's the end of the way
In the face the annoyance
It's a little lonely

It's a thorn, it's a nail
It's a point, it’s a dot
It's a drop dripping
It's an tally, it’s a tale

It's a fish, it’s a gesture
It's silver shining
It's the morning’s light
It's the brick arriving

It's the firewood, it's the day
It's the end of the trail
It's the bottle of liquor
Splinter in the road

It’s the house’s design
It's the body in bed
It's the broken down car
It's the mud, it's the mud

It's a footstep, it's a bridge
It's a toad, it's a frog
It's a rest of brush
In the morning’s light

They are the waters of March
Closing the summer
It's the promise of life
In your heart

It's a snake, it’s a stick
It's John, it's Joseph
It's a thorn in the hand
It's the cut on the foot

They are the waters of March
Closing the summer
It's the promise of life
In your heart

It's stick, it's stone
It's the end of the road
It's a rest of stump
It's a little alone

It's a footstep, a bridge
It's a toad, it's a frog
It's a beautiful horizon
It’s a tertian fever

They are the waters of March
Closing the summer
It's the promise of life
In your heart

Website · by **Amadameus** on Sun Dec 27, 2009 6:22 am

SPAM in the back of my car
ham and pork
SPAM anywhere that you are
ham and pork
The tab is there to open the can
SPAM any place that you are
The can is there to hold in the SPAM
oh, SPAM any place that you are...

by **Captain C** on Thu Jan 21, 2010 1:29 pm

"Start Wearing Purple"--Gogol Bordello

Start wearing purple wearing purple
Start wearing purple for me now
All your sanity and wits they will all vanish
I promise, it's just a matter of time...

So yeah, ha

Start wearing purple wearing purple (he)
Start wearing purple for me now
All your sanity and wits they will all vanish
I promise, it's just a matter of time...

I know you since you where at twenty, and I was twenty,
but thought that some years from now
a purple little little lady would be perfect
for dirty old and useless clown...

So yeah, ha

Start wearing purple wearing purple
Start wearing purple for me now
All your sanity and wits they will all vanish
I promise, it's just a matter of time...

So yeah, I know it all from Diogenes to the Foucault
from Lozgechkin to Passepartout
I ja kljanus obossav dva paltza - chto ty!
shto muzyka poshla ot "zvukov moo"

Start wearing purple wearing purple (da da da da da)
Start wearing purple for me now

Start wearing purple for me now!

All your sanity and wits they will all vanish
I promise, it's just a matter of time...

So Vio-Vio-Violetta! Etta! Va-va-va-vaja dama ti moja!
Eh podayte nam karetu, vot etu, i mi poedem k ebenjam!

So yeah, ah start wearing purple wearing purple
Start wearing purple for me now
All your sanity and wits, they will all vanish
I promise, it's just a matter of time!...

by **Captain C** on Thu Feb 04, 2010 10:48 am

"De Cara a la Pared"--Lhasa de Sela

Llorando
de cara a la pared
se apaga la ciudad

Llorando
Y no hay màs
muero quizas
Adonde estàs?

Soñando
de cara a la pared
se quema la ciudad

Soñando
sin respirar
te quiero amar
te quiero amar

Rezando
de cara a la pared
se hunde la ciudad

Rezando
Santa Maria
Santa Maria
Santa Maria

Website · by **Amadameus** on Thu Feb 04, 2010 11:03 am

Funny thing is, "Come as You Are" is also the name of a contemporary christstain song we used to sing in church. Made me suspicious, but I was very glad it wasn't a cover. Now it's running through my brain...

String Cheese Incident wrote:In the past we've been told to fear
Strange new things as they're coming near
Sometimes we listen without heed or care
We let our minds close before we see what is there
It's not like we try to let the world fly by
Without thinking of truth or what is all right
So if you stop to consider a world that is bigger
We might just stop and consider this world

Chorus:
Come as you are, Oh come as you are (x4)

There's no room for anger and hatred
Of people and things we have not faced yet
We're so quick to condemn by the color of skin
Before we look closely at what makes a heart beat
So if you take a step backwards
And see how awkward it is to stay closed and protected in castles
You may come to a new understanding of freedom
When you wave your arms and shout in the air

Chorus:
Come as you are, Oh come as you are (x4)

by **Wayne Trick** on Sat Feb 06, 2010 2:15 am

^_^; I suppose now is as good of a time as ever to stop lurking. I have, "Tidl Wave" Owl CIty stuck in my head, Also nice to meetcha. Im Wayne

by **Maliaki** on Sat Feb 06, 2010 9:10 am

Hi Wayne! Welcome to the forums!

~

The Meek Shall Inherit NOTHING! ~ Frank Zappa

Website · by **Amadameus** on Sat Feb 06, 2010 9:37 am

Hello Wayne! We're all friendly here, so feel free to hang out in the chatroom or post on the boards - whatever you like!

"King of the Bongos" (that French-speaking bit, it's really pretty)

by **Maliaki** on Sun Feb 07, 2010 11:00 am

[Man:]
How dry I am, how dry I am
It's plain to see just why I am
No alcohol in my highball
And that is why so dry I am
Waiter, Waiter

[Waiter:]
What do you want? What do you want?

[Man:]
I'm just as thirsty as can be

[Waiter:]
What'll you have? What'll you have?

[Man:]
Suggest a little drink for me

[Waiter:]
Of the very finest soft drinks we have all the best

[Man:]
I don't know a thing about them
What would you suggest?

[Waiter:]
Have a little Coca-Cola
Really, it's a lovely drink
Percy, Clarence, Reginald, too
They will recommend it to you
Have a little Coca-Cola
It's the very best I think
It isn't alcoholic but you can have a frolic
If you take enough to drink

[Man:]
They are much too dry

[Waiter:]
Then how'd you like to try
Sarsaparilla, try sarsaparilla
Sarsaparilla ought to do
Rockefeller drinks sarsaparilla
And what's good enough for Rockefeller
Is good enough for you

[Man:]
Go and tell John D
His drink won't do for me

[Waiter:]
Then have a little glass of grape juice
It's the only drink to buy
Really, it's fine, simply divine
It's recommended by William J. Bryan
Eve'rybody's drinking grape juice
Ever since the town went dry
I've heard them tell, sir
That grape juice and seltzer
Is just the little drink to try

[Man:]
That won't do, I'm afraid

[Waiter:]
Then try some lemonade
A little lemon, a little sugar
A little vichy and a straw
Makes the very nicest little drink you ever saw
You ought to buy one, come on and try one
For it's the finest drink that's made
Drinks like this'll wet your whistle
Have a glass of lemonade

[Man:]
That won't do I fear
I'd like a glass of beer

[Waiter:]
Then have some Bevo
Have a drink of Bevo
It's the grandest imitation that we know
If you care for beer, it's the drink you should pick
It tastes like lager but it hasn't got the kick

[Bevo Girl:]
Bevo, have a drink of Bevo
Though it hasn't got a punch up it's sleeve-o

[Waiter:]
Those who drink it insist that a Christian Scientist
Could easily come staggering home on Bevo

[Man:]
How dry I am, how dry I am
It's plain to see just why I am
Oh, how I call for alcohol
And that is why so dry I am

[The Spirit of Alcohol:]
I hear you calling me
I am the Spirit of Alcohol
For let me assure you one and all
I'm not dead, I'm only asleep
Some day I'll come back to you

[Chorus:]
We hope you do, we hope you do

[The Spirit of Alcohol:]
When your laws are not so blue

[Chorus:]
We hope you do, we hope you do

[The Spirit of Alcohol:]
When you give Prohibition your shoe

[Chorus:]
You bet your life we'll kick it
Because it's very wicked

[The Spirit of Alcohol:]
Say to Mister Temperance you're through

[Chorus:]
That's what we'll do, that's what we'll do

[The Spirit of Alcohol:]
I'll come back someday
With a hip, hip hooray
Until I do, I'll give to you
A little cocktail that is new

by **Captain C** on Thu Apr 15, 2010 10:04 am

Once again, "Ships in the Night" by Brazilian Girls

Now that your leave is over
Let’s down our drinks and say goodnight
to this illusion

Bell-bottom Casanova
The silhouettes that pass us by

Are ships in the night
Ships in the night,
in the night, in the night

When you alight, mein Lieber
Whether its Hamburg or New york
I’ll still be sleeping

Look in your wallet all you’ll find
A little note I’ve left behind
Oh, I hope you don’t mind

We’re Ships in the night
Ships in the night
Ships in the night,
in the night

by **Captain C** on Tue Jun 01, 2010 10:17 am

Brazilian Girls--"Le Territoire"

Ils étaient les propriétaires de la zone A
Des méchants, oui des durs
Ici eux ils faisaient la loi
Elle, par contre une jeune fille avec une grande foi
En visite dans leur beau pays pour la première fois

Assez tôt, ce matin la fille fût réveillée
Une femme avec une brusque voix à sa porte frappait
"Ecoute-moi, petite fille, laisse-moi te prévenir
De ne pas mettre pied dans leur territoire"

"De ne pas mettre pied dans leur territoire"
"De ne pas mettre pied dans leur territoire"
"De ne pas mettre pied dans leur territoire"
"De ne pas mettre pied"

Oh, elle s'emmêle, oh, elle s'emmêle
Dans cette histoire une seule fois
Oh, elle s'emmêle, oh, elle s'emmêle
Dans cette histoire une seule fois

Au lever du soleil de cette belle journée
La mer se relevait du ciel, la fille se promenait
Le Bleu du ciel et de la mer se mélangeait d'une telle manière
Qu'elle ne savait plus où elle était
Telle était la lueur

"Ola, petite, tu es perdue?"
L'haleine pourrie de bière
Un gros macaque á l'air violent la poussait de derrière
Elle ne savait pas comment répondre
Elle, pour la violence trop tendre
Se mordait les lèvres par peur de ce gang

Oh, elle s'emmêle, oh, elle s'emmêle
Dans cette histoire une seule fois
Oh, elle s'emmêle, oh, elle s'emmêle
Dans cette histoire une seule fois

Au lever du soleil de cette belle journée
La mer se relevait du ciel, la fille se promenait
Le Bleu du ciel et de la mer se mélangeait d'une telle manière
Qu'elle ne savait plus où elle était
Telle était la lueur

"Il faut pas mettre pied dans leur territoire"
"Il faut pas mettre pied dans leur territoire"
"Il faut pas mettre pied dans leur territoire"
"Il faut pas y mettre pied"

Oh, elle s'emmêle, oh, elle s'emmêle
Dans cette histoire une seule fois
Oh, elle s'emmêle, oh, elle s'emmêle
Dans cette histoire une seule fois

Oh, elle s'emmêle, oh, elle s'emmêle
Dans cette histoire une seule fois
Une seule fois

by **Phigment** on Thu Sep 09, 2010 7:26 pm

The Goldfish which is a kid's song by Laurie Berkner. I've been singing it for days and it doesn't go away, but I guess I don't really mind since I sang it while typing it in here. It's kinda fun.

lot's of little fish were sleeping on a rock at the bottom of the ocean
then they picked up their heads and they shook out hteir tails and then they said
Let's go swimming let's go swimming, yeah let's go swimming
Let's go swimming let's go swimming on the bottom of the ocean

Then the little fish got so very very tired that they came back to the rock
and they put down their heads and they put down their tails and they took a little nap
and when they woke up, they decided to take a shower

so they washed hair and they washed their ears
and they washed their tummies and they washed their beards
then they washed their nose, then they washed their toes
and then they said
WAIT A MINUTE. WE'RE FISH! We don't take showers.

Let's go swimming let's go swimming, yeah let's go swimming
Let's go swimming let's go swimming on the bottom of the ocean

Then the little fish got so very very tired that they came back to the rock
and they put down their heads and they put down their tails and they took a little nap
and when they woke up, they decided to brush their teeth

so they got their toothbrush and their toothpaste
squeezed a little on, tried not to waste
They put it in their mouth, and brushed north and south
chh chh chh chh chhh chh chh chh chh chh
and then they said
WAIT A MINUTE. WE'RE FISH! We don't brush our teeth.

Let's go swimming let's go swimming, yeah let's go swimming
Let's go swimming let's go swimming on the bottom of the ocean

Then the little fish got so very very tired that they came back to the rock
and they put down their heads and they put down their tails and they took a little nap
and when they woke up, they decided to ride their bicycles.

So they rode to the left, and they rode to the right
and they rode all day and they rode all night
They rode down the hill and faster still
WAIT A MINUTE. WE'RE FISH! We don't ride bicycles.

Let's go swimming let's go swimming, yeah let's go swimming
Let's go swimming let's go swimming on the bottom of the ocean

Let's go swimming let's go swimming, yeah let's go swimming
Let's go swimming let's go swimming on the bottom of the ocean