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 Posted: Tue Feb 26, 2008 4:18 pm
Virginia Moon
as performed by
Foo Fighters
Featuring Norah Jones on backing vocals.
Dearest constellation, heaven surroundin' you
Stay there, soft and blue.
Virginia Moon
I'll wait for you tonight
Sweetest invitation, breaking the day in two
Feelin' like I do
Virginia Moon
I'll wait for you tonight
And now our shades become shadows in your light
In the morning wind we're through and tomorrow rescues you,
I will say goodnight
Secret fascination, whisper a quiet tune
Hear me callin' you
Virginia Moon
I'll wait for you tonight
And now our shades become shadows in your light
In the morning wind we're through and tomorrow rescues you,
I will say goodnight
Virginia Moon
I'll wait for you tonight
And now our shades become shadows in your light
In the morning wind we're through and tomorrow rescues you,
I will say goodnight
I will say goodnight
I will say goodnight
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Posted: Wed Feb 27, 2008 11:01 am
Zombie
The Cranberries
Composição: Dolores O'Riordan
Another head hangs lowly
Child is slowly taken
And the violence caused such silence
Who are we mistaken?
But you see? it's not me,
It's not my family
In your head, in your
head they are fighting
With their tanks, and their bombs
And their bombs, and their guns
In your head
In your head
they are cryin'
In your head
In your head
Zombie, Zombie, Zombie
What's in your head, in your head
Zombie Zombie Zombie
Another mother's breakin'
Heart is taking over
The violence causes silence
We must be mistaken
It's the same old theme since 1916
In your head, In your head
they're still fightin'
With their tanks and their bombs
And their bombs and their guns
In your head, In your head
They are dying
In your head, in your head
Zombie, Zombie, Zombie
What's in your head, in your head
Zombie, Zombie, Zombie
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Posted: Wed Feb 27, 2008 1:04 pm
Stars
Lacuna Coil
Is it asking too much to be given time
To know these songs and to sing them
Is it asking too much of my vacant smile
And my laugh and lies that bring them
But as the stars are going out
And this stage is full of nothing
And the friends have all but gone
For my life my god I'm singing
We'll take our hearts outside
Leave our lives behind
I'll watch the stars go out
Is it asking too much of my favorite friends
To take these songs for real
Is it asking too much of my partner's hands
To take these songs real
Is it asking too much
Is it asking too much
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Posted: Mon Mar 03, 2008 10:22 am
Por algum motivo, achei que devia postar essa música. xd
Rockstar
Nickelback
I'm through with standing in line
To clubs we'll never get in
It's like the bottom of the ninth
And I'm never gonna win
This life hasn't turned out
Quite the way I want it to be
(Tell me what you want)
I want a brand new house
On an episode of Cribs
And a bathroom I can play baseball in
And a king size tub big enough
For ten plus me
(So what you need?)
I'll need a credit card that's got no limit
And a big black jet with a bedroom in it
Gonna join the mile high club
At thirty-seven thousand feet
(Been there, done that)
I want a new tour bus full of old guitars
My own star on Hollywood Boulevard
Somewhere between Cher and
James Dean is fine for me
(So how you gonna do it?)
I'm gonna trade this life for fortune and fame
I'd even cut my hair and change my name
'Cause we all just wanna be big rockstars
And live in hilltop houses driving fifteen cars
The girls come easy and the drugs come cheap
We'll all stay skinny 'cause we just won't eat
And we'll hang out in the coolest bars
In the VIP with the movie stars
Every good gold digger's
Gonna wind up there
Every Playboy bunny
With her bleach blond hair
Hey hey I wanna be a rockstar
Hey hey I wanna be a rockstar
I wanna be great like Elvis without the tassels
Hire eight body guards that love to beat up assholes
Sign a couple autographs
So I can eat my meals for free
(I'll have the quesadilla, on the house)
I'm gonna dress my a**
With the latest fashion
Get a front door key to the Playboy mansion
Gonna date a centerfold that loves to
Blow my money for me
(So how you gonna do it?)
I'm gonna trade this life for fortune and fame
I'd even cut my hair and change my name
'Cause we all just wanna be big rockstars
And live in hilltop houses driving fifteen cars
The girls come easy and the drugs come cheap
We'll all stay skinny 'cause we just won't eat
And we'll hang out in the coolest bars
In the VIP with the movie stars
Every good gold digger's
Gonna wind up there
Every Playboy bunny
With her bleach blond hair
And we'll hide out in the private rooms
With the latest dictionary and today's who's who
They'll get you anything with that evil smile
Everybody's got a drug dealer on speed dial
Hey hey I wanna be a rockstar
I'm gonna sing those songs
That offend the censors
Gonna pop my pills from a pez dispenser
I'll get washed-up singers writing all my songs
Lip sync em every night so I don't get 'em wrong
'Cause we all just wanna be big rockstars
And live in hilltop houses driving fifteen cars
The girls come easy and the drugs come cheap
We'll all stay skinny 'cause we just won't eat
And we'll hang out in the coolest bars
In the VIP with the movie stars
Every good gold digger's
Gonna wind up there
Every Playboy bunny
With her bleach blond hair
And we'll hide out in the private rooms
With the latest dictionary and today's who's who
They'll get you anything with that evil smile
Everybody's got a drug dealer on speed dial
Hey hey I wanna be a rockstar
Hey hey I wanna be a rockstar
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Posted: Mon Mar 03, 2008 1:28 pm
Comfortably Numb
as performed by
Pink Floyd
Hello, hello, hello...
Is there anybody in there?
Just nod if you can hear me.
Is there anyone home?
Come on, now.
I hear you're feeling down.
Well I can ease your pain,
Get you on your feet again.
Relax.
I need some information first.
Just the basic facts:
Can you show me where it hurts?
There is no pain, you are receding.
A distant ships smoke on the horizon.
You are only coming through in waves.
Your lips move but I can't hear what you're sayin.
When I was a child I had a fever.
My hands felt just like two balloons.
Now I got that feeling once again.
I can't explain, you would not understand.
This is not how I am.
I have become comfortably numb.
Ok.
Just a little pinprick. (ping)
There'll be no more (aaaaaahhhhh!)
But you may feel a little sick.
Can you stand up?
I do believe it's working. Good.
That'll keep you going for the show.
Come on it's time to go.
There is no pain, you are receding.
A distant ships smoke on the horizon.
You are only coming through in waves.
Your lips move but I can't hear what you're sayin'.
When I was a child I caught a fleeting glimpse,
Out of the corner of my eye.
I turned to look but it was gone.
I cannot put my finger on it now.
The child is grown, the dream is gone.
I have become comfortably numb.
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Posted: Mon Mar 03, 2008 6:49 pm
My Bumps by Um Gaiano À Toa. xD
[Não fui eu. xD]
What you gon' do with all those posts?
All those posts inside your thread?
I'ma get, get, get, get you rich,
Get you so rich off my bump.
My bump, my bump, my bump, my bump, my bump,
My bump, my bump, my bump, my lovely image bumps (Click the thread)
I drive these gaians crazy,
I post them on the daily,
They grant me lots of goldie,
They buy me all these items.
Lanzer & Jakobo
L0ck & Ling & Vo-oh
Beggers, they be beggin'
All their gold got me wearin' flame
Gaian I ain't askin,
They say they love my pixels 'n,
Matching clothes it's a ten,
I say please and they keep givin'
So I keep on bumping
And no I ain't humping
We can keep on cyberin'
Just don't let the mods catch us
My gold (gooold), my gold, my gold, my gold (goooold)
You love my image bumps
My bumps, by bumps, my bumps (goooold)
My bumps they get gold
She's got me buuumpiin'
(Oh) Bumpin' all the time for me and wasting gold for me
She's got me buuuuumpiiin'
(Oh) Bumpin'all the time for me, up on my thread, for me
What you gon' do with all those posts?
All those posts inside your thread?
I'ma get, get, get, get you rich,
Get you so rich off my bump.
What you gon' do with all that gold?
All that gold that get you things?
I'm a make, make, make, make you rich
Make you rich, make you rich.
Cos of my bump (ha), my bump, my bump, by bump (wat).
My bump, my bump, my bump (ha), my lovely image bumps (Click the thread)
I met a girl down at the CB
She said hey, hey, hey yea let's cyber
I could be a fat man, you can make me horny
Let's scam gold it could be funny
I mix your gold wit my bumpy bump
Goldy, goldy bump
Mix your gold with my bumpy bump, goldy, goldy riiiight.
They say I'm really desperate,
The mods they wanna ban me.
They always watching my threads,
Always stalking my posts,
Tryin' a stop my bump, bump.
Lookin' at my bump, bump.
They can look but they won't find it.
If they find it I'ma get some ban,
I don't want no ban,
No, no ban, no, no, no, no ban
So don't look at my posts, mods,
You ain't my mom, mods,
I'm just tryin'a post mods,
And bump my bumps.
My bump, my bump, my bump, my bump,
My bump, my bump, my bump, my bump, my bump, my bump.
My lovely image bumps (bumps)
My lovely image bumps (bumps)
My lovely image bumps (bumps)
I'm the first post and the last (bumps)
My bumpin' got you,
She's got me buuumpiin'
(Oh) Bumpin' all the time for me and wasting gold for me
She's got me buuuuumpiiin'
(Oh) Bumpin'all the time for me, up on my thread, for me
What you gon' do with all those posts?
All those posts inside your thread?
I'ma get, get, get, get you rich,
Get you so rich off my bump.
What you gon' do with all that gold?
All that gold that get you things?
I'ma make, make, make, make you bump.
Make you bump, bump, make you bump.
(A-ha, a-ha, a-ha, a-ha) [x4]
She's got me buuumpiin'
(Oh) Bumpin' all the time for me and wasting gold for me
She's got me buuuuumpiiin'
(Oh) Bumpin'all the time for me, up on my thread, for me
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Posted: Fri Apr 11, 2008 4:52 am
Cabide
Mart'nalia
Se eu fingir e sair por aí na noitada,
me acabando de rir
Se eu disser que não digo e não ligo, que fico...
Que só vou aprontar
É que eu sambo direitinho, assim bem miudinho,
'cê não sabe acompanhar
Vou arrancar sua saia e pôr no meu cabide só pra pendurar
Quero ver se você tem atitude e se vai encarar
Se eu sumir dos lugares, dos bares, esquinas
e ninguém me encontrar
E se me virem sambando até de madrugada
e você for até lá
É que eu sambo direitinho, assim bem miudinho,
'cê não sabe acompanhar
Vou arrancar tua blusa e pôr no meu cabide só pra pendurar
Quero ver se você tem atitude e se vai encarar
Chega de fazer fumaça, de contar vantagem,
quero ver chegar junto pra me juntar.
Me fazer sentir mais viva,
me apertar o corpo e a alma
me fazendo suar.
Quero beijos sem tréguas, quero sete mil léguas
sem descansar
Quero ver se você tem atitude e se vai me encarar
Quero ver se você tem atitude e se vai encarar!
Quero ver se você tem atitude e se vai encarar...
----
sambinha super gostonhio de se dançar bem colado!!!! heart
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Posted: Sat Apr 12, 2008 4:39 pm
Legal, tava vendo um jornal que tinha postado letras de músicas, era do IkkiTeen, eu vi ele aqui na guild. pirate
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Posted: Thu May 15, 2008 10:18 am
Video clip: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GIIudD44o58
outro video c/ essa musica: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KUNVl2hb8N0&feature=related (Movie - Striptease c/ Demi Moore)
Little Bird
Annie Lennox
I look up to the little bird
That glides across the sky
He sings the clearest melody
It makes me want to cry
It makes me want to sit right down
And cry, cry, cry
I walk along the city streets
So dark with rage and fear
And I, I wish that I could be that bird
And fly away from here
I wish I had the wings to fly away from here
But mama, I feel so low
Mama where do I go?
Mama what do I know?
Mama we reap what we sow
They always said that you knew best
But this little bird's fallen out of that nest now
I've got a feeling that it might have been blessed
So I've just got to put these wings to test
For I am just a troubled soul
Who's weighted...
Weighted to the ground
Give me the strength to carry on
Till I can lay this burden down
Give me the strength to lay this burden down
Down, down, yeah
Give me the strength to lay it down
But mama I feel so low
Mama where do I go?
Mama what do I know?
Mama we reap what we sow
They always said that you knew best
But this little bird's fallen out of that nest now
I've got a feeling that it might have been blessed
So I've just got to put these wings to test
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