Man in Black
Well, you wonder why I always dress in black.
Why you never see bright colors on my back, and
Why does my appearance, seem to have a sombre tone,
Well, there's a reason for the things that I have on.
I wear the black for the poor and the beaten down,
Livin' in the hopeless, hungry side of town.
I wear it for the prisoner, who has long paid for his crime.
But is there because he's a victim of the times.
I wear the black for those, who've never read,
Or listened to the words, that Jesus said,
About the road to happiness, through love and charity,
Why, you'd think He's talking straight to you and me.
Well, we're doin' mighty fine, I do suppose,
In our streak-of-lightnin' cars and fancy clothes,
But just so we're reminded, of, the ones who are held back,
Up front there oughta be a man in black.
I wear it for the sick and lonely old,
For the reckless ones, whose bad trip left them cold,
I wear the black in mournin', for the lives that could have been,
Each week we lose a hundred fine young men and
I wear it for the thousands who have died,
Believin' that the Lord was on their side,
I wear it for another hundred thousand who have died,
Believin' that we all were on their side.
Well, there's things that never will be right, I know, and
Things need changin' ev'rywhere you go,
But 'til we start to make a move, to make a few things right,
You'll never see me wear a suit of white.
Aw! I'd love to wear a rainbow every day, and
Tell the world that ev'rything's OK,
But I'll try to carry off a little darkness on my back,
'Til things are brighter, I'm the man in black.
 Escrito por kelly às 11h08 AM
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e não é que de vez em quando o lúcio ribeiro acerta?
FRANZ FERDINAND
só escuto isso agora:
Take Me Out
So if you're lonely
You know I'm here waiting for you
I'm just a crosshair
I'm just a shot away from you
And if you leave here
You leave me broken, shattered, I lie
I'm just a crosshair
I'm just a shot, then we can die
I know I won't be leaving here with you
I say don't you know
You say you don't know
I say... take me out!
I say you don't show
Don't move, tide is low
I say... take me out!
I say you don't know
You say you don't know
I say... take me out!
I know I won't be leaving here (with you)
I know I won't be leaving here
I know I won't be leaving here (with you)
I know I won't be leaving here with you
e além de tudo, os caras ainda estudam na Glasgow School of Art
Escrito por kelly às 07h45 PM
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e é melhor vocês irem aprendendo a cantar:
99 Red Balloons
You and I in a little toy shop
Buy a bag of balloons with the money we've got
Set them free at the break of dawn
Til one by one, they were gone
Back at base bugs in the software
Flash the message, something's out there
Floating in the summer sky
99 red balloons go by
99 red balloons
Floating in the summer sky
Panic bells it's red alert
There's something here from somewhere else
The war machine springs to life
Opens up one eager eye
Focusing it on the sky as 99 red balloons go by
99 Decision street
99 ministers meet
To worry, worry, super flurry
Call the troops out in a hurry
This is what we've waited for
This is it boys, this is war
The president is on the line
As 99 red balloons go by
99 knights of the air
Ride super high tech jet fighters
Everyone's a super hero Everyone's a Captain Kirk
With orders to identify
To clarify, and classify
Scramble in the summer sky
99 red balloons go by
99 dreams I have had In every one a red balloon
It's all over and I'm standing pretty
In this dust that was a city
If I could find a souvenir
Just to prove the world was here
And here is a red balloon
I think of you, and let it go
o hino do inverno paulista
Escrito por kelly às 12h35 PM
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