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 Posted: Sat Feb 16, 2008 5:51 pm
Já comentei que sou viciada em musicais?
LA VIE BOHEME - RENT
BENNY
There was a death in the family
If you must know
ANGEL
Who died?
BENNY
Our Akita
BENNY, MARK, ANGEL, COLLINS
Evita
BENNY
Mimi I'm surprised
A bright and charming girl like you
Hangs out with these slackers
(Who don't adhere to deals)
They make fun yet I'm the one
Attempting to do some good
Or do you really want a neighborhood
Where people piss on your stoop every night?
Bohemia, Bohemia's
A fallacy in your head
This is Calcutta
Bohemia is dead
(The BOHEMIANS immediately begin to enact a mock
funeral, with
MARK delivering the "eulogy")
MARK
Dearly beloved we gather here to say our goodbyes
COLLINS & ROGER
Dies irae dies illa
Kyrie eleison
Yitgadal v' yitkadash, etc.
MARK
Here she lies
No one knew her worth
The late great daughter of mother earth
On this night when we celebrate the birth
In that little town of Bethlehem
We raise our glass- you bet your a** to-
(MAUREEN flashes hers)
La vie Boheme
ALL
La vie Boheme
La vie Boheme
La vie Boheme
La vie Boheme
MARK
To days of inspiration
Playing hookie, making something out of nothing
The need to express
To communicate,
To going against the grain,
Going insane
Going mad
To loving tension, no pension
To more than one dimension,
To starving for attention,
Hating convention, hating pretension
Not to mention of course,
Hating dear old mom and dad
To riding your bike,
Midday past the three- piece suits
To fruits to no absolutes
To Absolute- to choice
To the Village Voice
To any passing fad
To being an us-for once-, instead of a them -
ALL
La vie Boheme
La vie Boheme
(JOANNE enters)
MAUREEN
Is the equipment in a pyramid?
JOANNE
It is, Maureen
MAUREEN
The mixer doesn't have a case
Don't give me that face
(MAUREEN smacks JOANNE's a** as she exits. MR. GREY
reacts)
MR. GREY
Ahhemm
MAUREEN
Hey Mister- she's my sister
RESTAURANT MAN
So that's five miso soup, four seaweed salad
Three soy burger dinner, two tofu dog platter
And one pasta with meatless balls
A BOY
Ugh
COLLINS
It tastes the same
MIMI
If you close your eyes
RESTAURANT MAN
And thirteen orders of fries
Is that it here?
ALL
Wine and beer!
MIMI & ANGEL
To hand-crafted beers made in local breweries
To yoga, to yogurt, to rice and beans and cheese
To leather, to dildos, to curry vindaloo
To huevos rancheros and Maya Angelou
MAUREEN & COLLINS
Emotion, devotion, to causing a commotion
Creation, vacation
MARK
Mucho masturbation
MAUREEN & COLLINS
Compassion, to fashion, to passion when it's new
COLLINS
To Sontag
ANGEL
To Sondheim
FOUR PEOPLE
To anything taboo
COLLINS & ROGER
Ginsberg, Dylan, Cunningham and Cage
COLLINS
Lenny Bruce
ROGER
Langston Hughes
MAUREEN
To the stage
PERSON #1
To Uta
PERSON #2
To Buddha
PERSON #3
Pablo Neruda, too
MARK & MIMI
Why Dorothy and Toto went over the rainbow
To blow off Auntie Em
ALL
La vie Boheme
(JOANNE returns)
MAUREEN
And wipe the speakers off before you pack
JOANNE
Yes, Maureen
MAUREEN
Well - hurry back
(MAUREEN and JOANNE kiss)
MR. GREY
Sisters?
MAUREEN
We're close
(ANGEL jumps on top of COLLINS, who's on the table.
They kiss)
ANGEL, COLLINS, MAUREEN, MARK, MR. GREY
Brothers!
MARK, ANGEL, MIMI & THREE OTHERS
Bisexuals, trisexuals, homo sapiens,
Carcinogens, hallucinogens, men, Pee Wee Herman
German wine, turpentine, Gertrude Stein
Antonioni, Bertolucci, Kurosawa
Carmina Burana
ALL
To apathy, to entropy, to empathy, ecstasy
Vaclav Havel - The Sex Pistols, 8BC,
To no shame - never playing the Fame Game
COLLINS
To marijuana
ALL
To sodomy,
It's between God and me
To S & M
(MR. GREY walks out)
BENNY
Waiter...Waiter...Waiter
ALL
La vie Boheme
COLLINS
In honor of the death of Bohemia an impromptu salon
will commence
immediately following dinner
Mimi Marquez, clad only in bubble wrap, will perform
her famous lawn
chair-handcuff dance to the sounds of iced tea being
stirred
ROGER
Mark Cohen will preview his new documentary about his
inability to hold an
rection on high holy days
(ROGER picks up an electric guitar and starts to tune
it)
MARK
Maureen Johnson, back from her spectacular one-night
engagement at the
eleventh street lot,
Will sing native american tribal chants backwards
through her vocoder,
While accompanying herself on the electric cello
Which she has never studied
MARK
Roger will attempt to write a bittersweet, evocative
song
(ROGER picks up a guitar and plays Musetta's Theme)
That doesn't remind us of "Musetta's Waltz"
COLLINS
Angel Dumott Schunard will now model the latest fall
fashions from Paris
While accompanying herself on the 10 gallon plastic
pickle tub
ANGEL
And Collins will recount his exploits as an anarchist
Including the successful reprogramming of the M.I.T.
virtual reality equipment
To self-destruct, as it broadcast the words:
ALL
"Actual reality -- Act Up -- Fight AIDS"
BENNY
Check!
(BENNY exits. Lights on MIMI and ROGER)
MIMI
Excuse me did I do something wrong?
I get invited then ignored all night long
ROGER
I've been trying I'm not lying
No one's perfect I've got baggage
MIMI
Life's too short, babe, time is flying
I'm looking for baggage that goes with mine
ROGER
I should tell, you-
MIMI
I've got baggage too
ROGER
I should tell you
MIMI
I got baggage, too
ROGER
I should tell you
BOTH
Baggage - wine
OTHERS
And beer!
(Several beepers sound. Each turns off his or her
beeper)
MIMI
AZT break
(MIMI, ROGER, ANGEL, and COLLINS take pills)
ROGER
You?
MIMI
Me, You?
ROGER
Mimi
(They hold hands and stare into each other's eyes
lovingly. The rest of the
company freezes)
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Posted: Sat Feb 16, 2008 6:43 pm
Street Fighting Man
as performed by
The Rolling Stones
Written by Mick Jagger and Keith Richard in 1968.
Ev'rywhere I hear the sound of marching, charging feet, boy
'cause summers here and the time is right for fighting in the street, boy
But what can a poor boy do
Except to sing for a rock'n roll band
'cause in sleepy London town
There's just no place for a street fighting man
No
Hey! think the time is right for a palace revolution
But where I live the game to play is compromise solution
Well, then what can a poor boy do
Except to sing for a rock'n roll band
'cause in sleepy London town
There's no place for a street fighting man
No
Hey! said my name is called disturbance
I'll shout and scream, I'll kill the king, I'll rail at all his servants
Well, what can a poor boy do
Except to sing for a rock'n roll band
'cause in sleepy London town
There's no place for a street fighting man
No
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Posted: Tue Oct 28, 2008 9:44 am
para mim só 2 musicais se salvam (porque eu particularmente acho tosco)
e esses são:
Tenacious D e a Paleta do Destino
e claro o supremo: Moulin Rouge
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Posted: Tue Dec 16, 2008 7:47 pm
Mans Zelmerlow - Cara Mia
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Posted: Tue Jan 27, 2009 3:08 pm
Hajimete no Tomodachi - Hyadain
Heya no sumikkohi tori bocchi
Dare no koto mo shin jirare ne katta
Mai nichi ni, futo arawa reta
Hajime te no boku no tomodachi
In sunny days! Hare no himo
In rainy days! Ame no hi date
Were side by side! Itsumo issyo ni
Youre my best friend! Daisu ki na
Kimi gairu, tonari niiru
Boku ha mau hito rijyanai
Boku no na geta yakyuu bo-ru wo
Kuwaete modo ttekite kuretanda
Ureshikute, tada ureshikute
Kimi no koto wo dakishi meta
In sunny days! Hare no himo
In rainy days! Ame no hi date
Were side by side! Itsumo issyo ni
Boku ha tsuyo kunare tanda
Kimi gairu, tonari niiru
Youre my best friend! Daisu ki na
Arekara kimi mo toshi wo totte
Aru kuko to sae mama na rana kute
Tsugi ha boku ga mamo rukara
Daijyoubu, daijyoubu
Kimi no kokyuu ga ara kunatte
Nemu ruyouni mabuta wo to jitanda
Daijyoubu, daijyoubu
Boku nara soba nii rukara
Arigatou! Sayounara!
Hajimete no boku no tomodachi~!
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Posted: Tue Jan 27, 2009 3:15 pm
Eu adoro essa musica embora elame deixe com o coração super apertado aqui, porque tenho um cachorrinho e non consigo pensar como vai ser qd ele morrer =/
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Posted: Thu Feb 05, 2009 5:40 am
The Doors
The Crystal Ship
Before you slip into unconsciousness
I’d like to have another kiss
Another flashing chance at bliss
Another kiss’ another kiss
The days are bright and filled with pain
Enclose me in your gentle rain
The time you ran was too insane
We’ll meet again’ we’ll meet again
Oh tell me where your freedom lies
The streets are fields that never die
Deliver me from reasons why
You’d rather cry’ I’d rather fly
The crystal ship is being filled
A thousand girls’ a thousand thrills
A million ways to spend your time
When we get back’ I’ll drop a line
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Posted: Sun Feb 08, 2009 9:21 am
MiKa - Grace Kelly
Do I attract you?
Do I repulse you with my queasy smile?
Am I too dirty?
Am I too flirty?
Do I like what you like?
I could be wholesome
I could be loathsome
I guess I'm a little bit shy
Why don't you like me?
Why don't you like me without making me try?
I try to be like Grace Kelly
But all her looks were too sad
So I try a little Freddie
I've gone identity mad!
I could be brown
I could be blue
I could be violet sky
I could be hurtful
I could be purple
I could be anything you like
Gotta be green
Gotta be mean
Gotta be everything more
Why don't you like me?
Why don't you like me?
Why don't you walk out the door!
How can I help it
How can I help it
How can I help what you think?
Hello my baby
Hello my baby
Putting my life on the brink
Why don't you like me
Why don't you like me
Why don't you like yourself?
Should I bend over?
Should I look older just to be put on your shelf?
I try to be like Grace Kelly
But all her looks were too sad
So I try a little Freddie
I've gone identity mad!
I could be brown
I could be blue
I could be violet sky
I could be hurtful
I could be purple
I could be anything you like
Gotta be green
Gotta be mean
Gotta be everything more
Why don't you like me?
Why don't you like me?
Walk out the door!
Say what you want to satisfy yourself
But you only want what everybody else says you should want
I could be brown
I could be blue
I could be violet sky
I could be hurtful
I could be purple
I could be anything you like
Gotta be green
Gotta be mean
Gotta be everything more
Why don't you like me?
Why don't you like me?
Walk out the door!
I could be brown
I could be blue
I could be violet sky
I could be hurtful
I could be purple
I could be anything you like
Gotta be green
Gotta be mean
Gotta be everything more
Why don't you like me?
Why don't you like me?
Walk out the door!
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Posted: Thu Feb 26, 2009 8:27 pm
-Saliva-
Ladies and Gentleman
Ladies and gentlemen please
Would you bring your attention to me?
For a feast for your eyes to see
An explosion of catastrophe
Like nothing you've ever seen before
Watch closely as I open this door
Your jaws will be on the floor
After this you'll be begging for more
Welcome to the show
Please come inside
Ladies and gentlemen
Boom
Do you want it?
Boom
Do you need it?
Boom
Let me hear it
Ladies and gentlemen
Boom
Do you want it?
Boom
Do you need it?
Boom
Let me hear it
Ladies and gentlemen
Ladies and gentlemen good evening
You've seen that seeing is believing
Your ears and your eyes will be bleeding
Please check to see if you're still breathing
Hold tight cause the show is not over
If you will please move in closer
Your about to be bowled over
By the wonders you're about to behold here
Welcome to the show
Please come inside
Ladies and gentlemen
Boom
Do you want it?
Boom
Do you need it?
Boom
Let me hear it
Ladies and gentlemen
Boom
Do you want it?
Boom
Do you need it?
Boom
Let me hear it
Ladies and gentlemen
Boom
Do you want it?
Boom
Do you need it?
Boom
Let me hear it
Ladies and gentlemen
Boom
Do you want it?
Boom
Do you need it?
Boom
Let me hear it
Ladies and gentlemen
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Posted: Tue Oct 20, 2009 11:17 am
adorei hello da evanescence
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Posted: Thu Oct 22, 2009 11:26 am
Niele Tem gente que fica feliz com tao pouco... o.o;;; A gente chora pq está triste, mas o riso nos deixa feliz e nem motivo tem pra existir. entao e melhor sorrir que é de graça biggrin
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Posted: Sat Nov 14, 2009 8:04 pm
Não é "hello" e sim "Halo" (auréola).
E eu já não achei grande coisa essa música melosa, ainda mais sendo que na rádio que toca onde trabalho essa chatisse toca em média a cada 1 hora e meia...
Ou seja, ouço isso de 6 a 8 vezes por dia. Não tenho mais saco pra isso. Ainda bem que depois das 5 eu posso colocar o que eu quiser no DVD da cafeteria... mrgreen
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Posted: Sat Nov 14, 2009 8:16 pm
A música do Evanescence é Hello mesmo. o.o
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Posted: Tue Dec 01, 2009 9:28 pm
Zantty A música do Evanescence é Hello mesmo. o.o Haha, confundi com a praga da Halo da Beyonce... Essa $%@ tá me assombrando os pensamentos já. gonk
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