Extreme ways are back again
Extreme places I didn't know
I broke everything new again
Everything that I'd owned
I threw it out the windows, came along
Extreme ways I know move apart
The colors of my sea
Perfect color me
Extreme ways that help me
That help me out late at night
Extreme places I had gone
But never seen any light
Dirty basements, dirty noise
Dirty places coming through
Extreme worlds alone
Did you ever like it then
I would stand in line for this
There's always room in life for this
Oh baby, oh baby
Then it fell apart, it fell apart
Oh baby, oh baby
Then it fell apart, it fell apart
Oh baby, oh baby
Then it fell apart, it fell apart
Oh baby, oh babyLike it always does, always does
Extreme songs that told me
They helped me down every night
I didn't have much to say
I didn't get above the light
I closed my eyes and closed myself
And closed my world and never opened
Up to anything
That could get me along
I had to close down everything
I had to close down my mind
Too many things to cover me
Too much can make me blind
I've seen so much in so many places
So many heartaches, so many faces
So many dirty things
You couldn't even believe
I would stand in line for this
It's always good in life for this
Oh baby, oh baby
Then it fell apart, it fell apart
Oh baby, oh baby
Then it fell apart, it fell apart
Oh baby, oh baby
Then it fell apart, it fell apart
Oh baby, oh baby
Like it always does, always does
Moby - Extreme Ways
O que me fode é chegar a casa sozinho, dp de uma noite sozinho a falar comigo mesmo e não ter ninguém com quem falar.
Eu seguro uma espada na mão direita e um escudo na esquerda e enfrento o mundo mas fica demasiado difícil lutar quando ninguém te guarda as costas.
Todos os q conheço, são infelizmente demasiado frágeis para o fazer e demasiado complexos para o perceber.
Foi isto q noite após noite me levou a descobrir este senhor.
Tou farto, demasiadamente cansado para explicar e nem sequer quero ouvir...
Tou bué cansado!
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ResponderEliminarvamos ver se me faço entender:
ResponderEliminar"Oh, you silly old man
You silly old man
You're making a fool of yourself
So get off the stage
You silly old man
In your misguided trousers
With your mascara and your Fender guitar
And you think you can arouse us ?
But the song that you just sang
It sounds exactly like the last one
And the next one
I bet you it will sound
Like this one
Downstage, and offstage
Don't you feel all run in ?
And do you wonder when they will take it away ?
This is your final fling
But then applause ran high
But for the patience of the ones behind you
As a verse drags on like a month drags on
It's very short, but it seems very long
And the song that you just sang
It sounds exactly like the last one
And the next one
I bet you it will sound
Like this one
So, get off the stage
Oh, get off the stage
And when we get down off of the stage
Please stay off the stage - ALL DAY !
Get off the stage
Oh, get off the stage
And when we've had our money back
Then I'd like your back in plaster
Oh, I know that you say
How age has no meaning
Oh, but here is your audience now
And they're screaming :
"Get off the stage"
Oh, get off the stage
Because I've given you enough of my time
And the money that wasn't even mine
Have you seen yourself recently ?
Oh, get off the stage
Oh, get off the stage
For whom, oh ...
For whom, oh ...
For whom, oh ...
For whom, oh ...
Get off the stage
Get off the stage
Get off the stage
For whom the bell tolls
"
e não me fodas o juizo a mim, que quem escreveu foi o teu amiguinho morrissey. ;)
portanto... sais de lá de uma vez?