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Poucas coisas são mais chatas na TV qto Tadeu Schmidt lendo-interpretando (sic sic) seus textinhos na Globo.
Aliás, a troca de Leo Batista por ele é emblemática sobre a eterna questão "onde esse mundo vai parar?".
Tá, who cares, eu sei.
Mas tá dito.
Tell the leaves not to turn
But don't ever tell me I'll learn, no, no
Take the black off a crow
But don't tell me I have to go
Tell the bed not to lay
Like the open mouth of a grave, yeah
Not to stare up at me
Like a calf down on its
Blogado por Enio Martins at 05:40 PM
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There is a place,
Where I can go,
When I feel low,
When I feel blue.
And it's my mind,
And there's no time when I'm alone...
Before the time of the morning sandman
I can find my way around
Soon be here at the borderline I guess
Armageddon coming down
And here lies a pretty state again
It’s time to make a move on
Cos in three days I’ll be out of here
And it’s not a day too soon
Firelight, the light of love, burns
Turns to ashes in your hand
So to bed by the morning light I guess
I’m awake and understand
Set sail for St. Petersburg
Making use of my time
Cos in three days I’ll be out of here
And it’s not a day too soon
Head out to a better life
I can get a job, settle down
I’m full of love, of a full of feeling
I can’t stand the here and now
Leave town for pity’s sake you know
It’s time to make a move on
Cos in three days I’ll be out of here
And it’s not a day too soon
Yeah, three days I’ll be out of here
And it’s not a day too soon
They give us those nice bright colors
They give us the greens of summers
Makes you think all the world's a sunny day, Oh yeah
I got a Nikon camera
I love to take a photograph
So mama don't take my Kodachrome away
Mama don't take my Kodachrome away
The useless eternal question.
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Old man look at my life,
I'm a lot like you were.
Old man look at my life,
I'm a lot like you were.
Old man look at my life,
Twenty four
and there's so much more
Live alone in a paradise
That makes me think of two.
Love lost, such a cost,
Give me things
that don't get lost.
Like a coin that won't get tossed
Rolling home to you.
Old man take a look at my life
I'm a lot like you
I need someone to love me
the whole day through
Ah, one look in my eyes
and you can tell that's true.
Lullabies, look in your eyes,
Run around the same old town.
Doesn't mean that much to me
To mean that much to you.
I've been first and last
Look at how the time goes past.
But I'm all alone at last.
Rolling home to you.
Old man take a look at my life
I'm a lot like you
I need someone to love me
the whole day through
Ah, one look in my eyes
and you can tell that's true.
Old man look at my life,
I'm a lot like you were.
Old man look at my life,
I'm a lot like you were.
Tão nítido que Blur é bom.
Damon Albarn, rulez.
