sábado, julho 19, 2008

Buriedfed

this is my last song about myself, about my friends
found something else to sing
try and patch it up with tape and twine
maybe i'll just break everything that's mine

they wheeled out my casket
they said, "boy, lay down your head"
i said, "aw shit, man, i ain't even dead"
i won't be buried for i'm...

my friend, who's a real yo-yo
she's always crying, and no one knows why
she's gonna be alright
lost her past in a fuzzy fire
wasn't even drunk, just a little tired last night

and they took her to the doctor
to fix her heart, and heal her head
she said, "goddamn, i'm tired of being polite
go save somebody else"

friend of mine drank something fine
choked to death before his time, last night
he said, "i found that thing you really need"
come on, you can't breathe alright

everyone'll be there at the burial in your head
and a tear or two, they shed
then they're gonna go digging in your hole
and find someone else instead
make someone else feel dead instead

Buriedfed

oh, he didn't like people much at all
tasted better with alcohol
you know how that one goes
he realized he'd missed his whole life
kissed his dog and shot his wife last night

and they pulled him to a preacher
he said, "pray 'our father' prayers"
he said, "aw shit, man, i don't even care
oh, i ain't did nothing"

reckless ruin is killing high
a great, fine victory we're still alive
my, my, what a surprise
i got home late, i don't care
better late than never, dear

they took her to the prison
sat across from him, and sighed
she said, "fuck you, i wanted just to die
how come you, baby boy, you
you can't do a damn thing right
you can't do any damn thing right"

this is my last song i write inside
going out, find somewhere else to hide
late at night on an empty street
ain't anyone i know walking beside me

i ain't done a damn thing right
but oh, i'll try, before i die
how 'bout tonight

they wheeled out my casket
they said, "boy, lay down your head"
i said, "believe me, i wish that i was dead"
but as long as i've been running
while this world exploded in this big hole in my head

but as long as i've been running
well, i might just keep it coming
to someone else instead

oh, you, baby boy, you
you can't do a damn thing right
you can't do any damn thing right

Miles Benjamin Anthony Robinson

sexta-feira, julho 18, 2008

You Had

how can i go home
with nothing to say
i know you're going to look at me that way
and say what did you do out there
and what did you decide
you said you needed time
and you had time

you are a china shop
and i am a bull
you are really good food
and i am full
i guess everything is timing
i guess everything's been said
so i am coming home with an empty head

Time

you'll say did they love you or what
i'll say they love what i do
the only one who really loves me is you
and you'll say girl did you kick some butt
and i'll say i don't really remember
but my fingers are sore
and my voice is too

you'll say it's really good to see you
you'll say i missed you horribly
you'll say let me carry that
give that to me
and you will take the heavy stuff
and you will drive the car
and i'll look out the window making jokes
about the way things are

how can i go home
with nothing to say
i know you're going to look at me that way
and say what did you do out there
and what did you decide
you said you needed time
and you had time

Ani DiFranco /// Fanfan /// *

quarta-feira, julho 16, 2008

.
que nenhuma estrela
queime o teu perfil
que nenhum deus
se lembre do teu nome
que nem o vento
passe onde tu passas

para ti criarei
um dia puro
livre como o vento
e repetido
como o florir
das ondas ordenadas

[ Sophia de Mello Breyner Andresen ]

terça-feira, julho 15, 2008

Hey, Andrew

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thank you
all the best
for you
.

Ladies & Gentlemen...

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HOLLY THROSBY
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People

Holly Throsby

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