Decidi fazer do blog uma espécie de rádio!!! https://youtu.be/j0lSpNtjPM8

Apetece-me...pegar nela...

...e tocar...muito...

New muzak from Korn...Brutal!

Que malha!...e o jogo deve estar muito bom...!!!

Enjoy!





Walking alone inside my world
Thinking I'm doing the right thing
Destroying all that appears before me
It was all done...in vain

Wanna get through fire
Wanna get through pain
Wanna get with violence
Wanna get with shame

Digging this place to call my own
Raping my body without a face
Tortured my soul is black as pitch
And I have no life to waste

Wanna get through fire
Wanna get through pain
Wanna get with violence
Wanna get with shame

I wish you'd do
Do anything
So lost and helpless
I played your game

I wish you'd do
Do anything
So lost and helpless
I played your game

Wanna get through fire
Wanna get through pain
Wanna get with violence
Wanna get with shame

Fazem o favor de ouvir isto! É muito bom!

The Godspeed Society





Do melhor que se anda a fazer em Portugal!

Adoro.
Abraço para eles e para vocês!

Attitude...

Bom...continuo sem escrever...apenas oiço, fecho os olhos, leio...a música...espero que também vos diga algo.


(Boa música é de certeza...eheheheheh)






Maybe I act on confused behavior.
Maybe waves crash like semi-trailer.
Maybe Ill spend my off time without you.
It seems like we need our own space.

And all this time I wasted away;
Do not feel good unless you stay stay stay.
And all this time I chased you away,
Simply to catch back up with,

Your solitude is welcome welcome.
Your attitude is welcome welcome.
Your solitude is welcome, welcome
Your attitude is welcome.

All you see is red lights behind me,
Maybe this isnt what you wanted baby.
And I dont blame you falling backwards,
No ones ever quite confused you this way.

And all this time we wasted away;
We dont feel good unless were gray gray.
And all the times I chased you away,
I simply dont feel good.

Your solitude is welcome welcome.
Your attitude is welcome welcome.
Your solitude is welcome welcome.
Your attitude is welcome.

You are welcome.
You are welcome.
You are welcome.
You are welcome.

All this time,
We heard,
Alarms,
Come to find,
We fell,
Apart.
This whole thing has crashed down,
Crashed down.
All this time,
We heard,
Alarms.

Your solitude is welcome welcome.
Your attitude is welcome welcome.
Your solitude is welcome welcome.
Your attitude is welcome.

You are welcome.
You are welcome.
You are welcome.
You are welcome....

Para-Noir

I fuck you because you're famous.
I fuck you for your money.
I fuck you to control you.
I fuck you so somebody I can have half of everything you own.
I fuck you to fuck you over.
I fuck you 'til I find someone better.
I fuck you in secret.
I fuck you because I can't remember if I already fucked you before.
I fuck you out of boredom.
I fuck you because I can't feel it anyway.
I fuck you to make the pain go away.


Fuck you because I loved you
Fuck you for loving you too
I don't need a reason to hate you the way I do.
Fuck you because I loved you
Fuck you for loving you too
I don't need a reason to hate you the way I do.
HATE YOU THE WAY I DO.


I fuck you so I can feel something instead of nothing at all.
I fuck you because you're beautiful.
I fuck you because you're my nigger.
I fuck you because I am your whore.
I fuck you because you are a whore.
I fuck you for fun.
I fuck you for fun.
I fuck you because I can.
I fuck you so I have a place to stay.
I fuck you so you will protect me.


Fuck you because I loved you
Fuck you for loving you too
I don't need a reason to hate you the way I do
Fuck you because I loved you
Fuck you for loving you too
I don't need a reason to hate you the way I do
HATE YOU THE WAY I DO.



Gostava de ter estado no Porto a ver este Senhor ontem....paciência...

Hasta

Straight to hell...

Boa semana...


Esta música deixa-me (...) inconsciente...e sabe tão bem...
....The Clash? Alguém se lembra?

... e a voz desta menina (Lily) com o Mick...Está linda!





If you can play
On the fiddle
How's about a british
Jig and reel?
Speaking king's english
In quotation
As railhead towns
Feel the steel mills
Rust water froze
In the generation
Clear as winter ice
This is your paradise


There ain't no need for ya
Go straight to hell boys

Y'wanna join in a chorus
Of the amerasian blues?
When it's christmas out
In ho chi minh city
Kiddie say papa papa
Papa papa-san take me home
See me got photo photo
Photograph of you
Mamma mamma mamma-san
Of you
And mamma mamma mamma-san
Lemme tell ya 'bout
Your blood bamboo kid.
It ain't coca-cola
It's rice.

Straight to hell
Oh papa-san
Please take me home
Oh papa-san
Everybody
They wanna go home
So mamma-san says

You wanna play
Mind-crazed banjo
On the druggy-drag
Ragtime u.s.a.?
In parkland international
Hah! junkiedom u.s.a.
Where procaine proves
The purest rock man groove
And rat poison
The volatile molatov says

Pssst...
Hey chico
We got a message for ya...
Vamos vamos muchacho
From alphabet city
All the way a to z,
Dead, head

Go straight to hell

Can you really
Cough it up
Loud and strong
The immigrants
They wanna sing
All night long
It could be anywhere
Most likely
Could be any frontier
Any hemisphere
No man's land
And there
Ain't no asylum here
King solomon
He never lived round here

Go straight to hell boys


Nota: comprem o álbum...é por uma boa causa!


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