segunda-feira, maio 29, 2006

Placebo ... um bom momento do concerto

Every You Every Me Sucker love is heaven sent You pucker up, our passion's spent My heart's a tart, your body's rent My body's broken, yours is bent Carve your name into my arm Instead of stressed, I lie here charmed' Cause there's nothing else to do Every me and every you Sucker love, a box I choose No other box I choose to use Another love I would abuse No circumstances could excuse In the shape of things to come Too much poison come undone' Cause there's nothing else to do Every me and every you Every me and every you Every me, me Sucker love is known to swing Prone to cling and waste these things Pucker up for heavens sake There's never been so much at stake I serve my head up on a plate It's only comfort, calling late 'Cause there's nothing else to do Every me and every you Every me and every you Every me, me Every me and every you, Every me, me Like the naked leads the blindI know I'm selfish, I'm unkind Sucker love I always find Someone to bruise and leave behind All alone in space and time There's nothing here but what here's mine Something borrowed, something blue Every me and every you Every me and every you Every me, me

O Melhor Gelado do Mundo...

Estes são os gelados que nos fazem encontrar sabores nas nossas memórias: "Parece o gelado que a minha avó fazia, o melhor gelado do mundo.".

Outra Fase das Nossas Vidas...

Onde é que foi? A maturidade devia ser uma coisa tipo filme do Tarantino. Ora faz sentido ora não se adequa ao desenrolar da acção mas não tem qualquer importância. Uma amiga diz-me que isso é viver no mundo do la la la... e tem razão. Depois há aquele cliché de que os fortes se revelam nos momentos difíceis. Ou então que é necessário percorrer o caminho das pedras. Deixem-se de coisas. O forte não é superhomem e não dá para percorrer o caminho das pedras sempre descalço. “E lá se vai andando com cabeça entre as orelhas”. Agora pergunto: como é que vivendo tudo a mil, precipitam o nosso amadurecimento como o dos vinhos da casa dos restaurantes que servem pratinhos ao almoço, aos senhores que trabalham das nove às cinco? Tudo é instantâneo, tudo soa a falso, tudo cheira a cola. Tudo parece um teatro cujo fim depende do humor do encenador. E pelo caminho perdem-se livros, músicas, pessoas... Perco a palidez de outrora, perco o rubor envergonhado... Perco a paciência, perco as estribeiras,
Perco a vontade de estar...

sexta-feira, maio 19, 2006

You Give Me Fever

Never know how much i love you Never know how much i care When you put your arms around me I give you fever that's so hard to bare You give me fever When you kiss me Fever when you hold me tight Fever In the morning Fever all through the night Sun lights up the day time Moon lights up the night I light up when you call my name And you know i'm gonna treat you right You give me fever When you kiss me Fever when you hold me tight Fever In the morning Fever all through the night Everybodies got the fever That is somethin you all know Fever is'nt such a new thing Fever start long ago Romeo love Juliet Juliet she felt the same When he put his arms around her He said Julie baby your my flame Now give me fever When were kissin Fever with that flame in you Fever I'm a fire Fever yeah i burn for you Captain smith and pocahontas Had a very mad affair When her daddy tried to kill him She said daddy oh don't you dare He gives me fever With his kisses Fever when he holds me tight Fever I'm his misses Daddy won't you treat him right Now you listened to my story Here's the point that i have made Chicks were born to give you fever Be it fair and have a sense of game They give you fever When you kiss them Fever if you really learned Fever Till you sizzlen But what a lovely way to burn