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segunda-feira, janeiro 16, 2006

Dica da Semana ( n são as do lidl! )



Músicas:
Apocaliptica - Nothing Else Matters ( Acoustic Version)
Texas - Black Eyed BoY
Jamiroquai - Dont Give Hate a chance
The Goo Goo Dolls - Give a Little BiT

Cartaz Cultural:
na FEP Jan / Fev- (Feira dos Enterros Portentosos)
Exposição " Bati cos cornos na Pauta"

Domingo a Noite num Canal perto de si
o Filme "Fornicamos a Esquerda"

Segunda Feira lançamento do novo Hit
"Deixei tudo n´ela" Zé Cabra dedica a sua música às saudades da sua máquina gráfica

Anúncio: Precisa-se menino/a que não esteja em crise e se disponibilize a ir á viagem de finalistas,na volta dá-mos lhe um curso de rifeiro. Em alternativa precisa-se de uma viagem mais barata, mais simples e sem prestações. Quem puder ajudar ligue SOS Finalistas ( se for um dos primeiros zero a ligar leva uma viagem de ida e volta sem estadia na Madeira )



The Love Song ( Música da Efémera )
by K-Os
album: Joyful Rebellion (2004)

Contrary to popular belief...
This is not a lovesong
It's a sonnet
Damn, it feels good to have people up on it but
I'm just a fool playing with the Master's tools
Learning how to break the rules of this record company pool
Hallucination - I see with my eyes
But my heart's telling me lies
Why do I fantisize?
Why am I telling lies to the people from the stage
Pretending it's all good when inside it's fire and rage
Cuz I can't understand how a man lives off the life of another man
Tryin to pimp the universe - that's a joke
I stay rockin the boat down on my last note
It's murder she wrote
Assassination vocabulary
I see your termination is heavily necessary
I should have known - they do it for funds alone
I do it to break the walls if I fall off then let me know people

CHORUS
It's funny how life can go
First you ride high then you might lay low
Don't get high off your own supply
Someone said first before a fall comes pride
This is my message to the world
Just tryin to reach every boy and girl
Not tryin to say if it's right or wrong
This is not a love song

Lyrical optometrists with 20/20 vision
Are serving rounds like my granny used to serve provisions
Chaotical amneotical fluid
The rap druid is fluent with the art of onomatopoeia
Mans an invisible microscopic topic dropper
When I was a kid I wanted rollerskates and a bike chopper
But alas, pop, pop never thought to keep me in style
Thats why I'm schizophrenic now
So God bless the child that has his own
The harvest we reap is what we sow
Chrome microphone - shoot it
There was a dome of computer digital clones that could be mixed for lots of pistones
Sayin a style's their own when they bite like Mike Furounsville
The sounds ill
Relationship is a mirror
That you see yourself up in and the picture is clearer
That's why I'm on the scene with a mic like Ernesto Guevara
While they exploited nights like Geraldo Riviera
They just...

CHORUS

It's easy not to care what people say
It's harder to pretend and try
Cuz they can only love you from yesterday
I'm looking at the now they pose high
I'm just a man who's walking
They stand around and keep talking
They tried to clip my wings
But wisdom fills so many things
Say it again
I'm just a man who's walking
They stand around and keep talking
They tried to clip my wings
But wisdom fills so many things

It's funny how life can go
Don't get high off your own supply
This is my message to the world...

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