.:Depois do Baile:.
Quinta-feira, Novembro 23, 2006
Riders On The Storm
Snoop Dogg feat. The Doors
(Fredwreck Remix)
Hey yo Jim man why don't ya, you don't you kick some of that
You know, you know how you do it man
It's a trip people don't even believe were together right now (wow) but tell
your story you know the one I like say it for me (Ride, ride, ride)
Riders on the storm (Ride, ride, ride)
Riders on the storm (Ride, ride, ride)
Into this house we're born (Into this house we're born)
Into this world we're thrown (Into this world we're thrown)
Like a dog without a bone (Like a dog without a bone)
An actor out on loan (An actor out on loan)
Riders on the storm (Ride, ride, ride)
There's a killer on the road (Killer, Murder)
His brain is squirmin' like a toad
Take a long holiday (holidays, holidays)
Let your children play (play)
If ya give this man a ride
Sweet memory will die (Die)
Killer on the road, yeah (Killer, Murder)
[Snoop]
Goin' off of this off of that with the Lizard king
Bumpin' in the back (wow) how bout that (yeah)
Driftin', Liftin', Swiftin', coastin', testaroastin'
But the wheels won't stop 200 (errrr) on the highway fresh
Up off the block he's a rider, na he's a killer dresses in all black
But his hat says stealla (stealla)
Petal to the metal I gotta go hard
Drive by and say hello hey Fredwreck you my mello now let me
here what I sound like acapella (shhh) wow ride dip swish now
bring it back just like this like a dog with out his bone unlike
a G with out his chrome it's hard to imagine the homey dog in a
jag and he's checkin' for the checkered flag comin' in first never
In last cause my car to fast (zoom, zoom) I neva eva run out of
gas cause I'm just to clean I do it upper class so fasten your seat
belts its so hot it will even make heat melt (woo, woo) so get a bowl
and roll and ride slip through the slip and slide
Like a dog without a bone
An actor out on loan
Riders on the storm
There's a killer on the road
His brain is squirmin' like a toad
Take a long holiday
Let your children play
If ya give this man a ride
Sweet memory will die
Killer on the road, yeah
Need for speed I'm trying to take the lead hold on little homey
Before you run into the trees (watch out, watch out) I've seen things that
I would have never saw before hey yo Jim let'em in, let'em in open up
My back tire smokin' (errrr) the whole street and now the police wanna
Flash their lights and chase the dogg all night (woof) but I won't pull over
Nor give up cause I just don't give a fuck (What, What, What)
yeah from the side boy where we was born and raised straight up to ride
boy (west side) continuously, (continuously) we get to an expeditiously
keep the light on east side on snoop dogg and the doors
And yeah we bout to ride on
Riders on the storm
Riders on the storm
Into this house we're born
Into this world we're thrown (were thrown)
Like a dog without a bone
An actor out on loan
Riders on the storm
Riders on the storm 5x
and let's ride.. wow!
Ficou curioso? Então, clica aqui para ouvir a música inteira no youtube.... Mas, se você achar muito chato ficar ouvindo sem ver nada, então, clica aqui e veja o Chad Muska andando de skate enquanto rola o som... mas, esse último não tem a música inteira...
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12:02 ::
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Terça-feira, Novembro 21, 2006
Mad World
Written by Roland Orzabal
Performed by Gary Jules and Michael Andrews
All around me are familiar faces
Worn out places
Worn out faces
Bright and early for the daily races
Going no where
Going no where
Their tears are filling up their glasses
No expression
No expression
Hide my head I wanna drown my sorrow
No tomorrow
No tomorrow
And I find it kind of funny
I find it kind of sad
The dreams in which I¿m dying are the best I¿ve ever had
I find it hard to tell you
I find it hard to take
When people run in circles its a very very
Mad world
Mad world
Children waiting for the day they feel good
Happy birthday
Happy birthday
And I feel the way that every child should
Sit and listen
Sit and listen
Went to school and I was very nervous
No one knew me
No one knew me
Hello teacher tell me what¿s my lesson
Look right through me
Look right through me
And I find it kind of funny
I find it kind of sad
The dreams in which I¿m dying are the best I¿ve ever had
I find it hard to tell you
I find it hard to take
When people run in circles its a very very
Mad world
Mad world
Enlarging your world
Mad world
trilha sonora do filme Donnie Darko
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17:44 ::
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Terça-feira, Novembro 14, 2006
Ain't No Sunshine
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone
It's not warm when she's away
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone
She's gone much too long
Any time she goes away
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone
Wonder if she's gone to stay
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone
And this house just ain't no home
Anytime she goes away
I know
She's gone to stay
It's breakin' me up
Anytime she goes away
Gotta leave the young thing alone
There ain't no sunshine when she's gone
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone
It's not warm when she's away
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone
And she's gone much too long
Any time she goes away
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone
I wonder if she's gone to stay
There ain't no sunshine when she's gone
And this house just ain't a home
Any time she goes away
I know
She's gone to stay
It's breaking me up
Any time she goes away
Gotta leave the young thing alone
There ain't no sunshine when she's gone
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone
I wonder if she's gone to stay
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone
And this house just ain't no home
Any time she goes away
Any time she goes away
Clique aqui e veja Bill Withers cantando esse clássico.
:: posted by Condessa de *** ::
16:44 ::
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Sexta-feira, Novembro 10, 2006
It's rainning man!
é só o que digo!
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17:21 ::
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Let's Get It On
Marvin Gaye
I've been really tryin', baby
Tryin' to hold back this feelin' for so long
And if you feel like I feel, baby
Then come on, oh come on
Let's get it on, oh baby
Let's get it on
Let's love, baby
Let's get it on
Sugar, let's get it on
We're all sensitive people
With so much to give
Understand me, sugar
Since we got to being
Let's live
I love you
There's nothing wrong with me
Lovin' you, baby no no
And givin' yourself to me could never be wrong
If the love is true, oh baby
Don't you know how sweet and wonderful
Life can be
I'm asking you baby
To get it on with me
I ain't gonna worry
I ain't gonna push
I won't push you baby
So come on, come on, come on, come on, come on baby
Stop beatin' 'round the bush
Let's get it on
Let's get it on
You know what I'm talkin' about
Come on baby, hey hey
Let your love come out
If you believe in love
Let's get it on
Let's get it on, baby
This minute, oh yeah
Let's get it on
Please get it on
So come on, come on, come on, come on, come on darlin'
Stop beatin' 'round the bush
Gonna get it on
I wanna get it on
You don't have to worry that it's wrong
If the spirit moves ya
Let me groove ya... good
Let your love come down
Get it on, come on baby
:: posted by Condessa de *** ::
17:06 ::
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For here am I sitting in a tin can
Far above the world
Planet Earth is blue AND THERE´S NOTHING I CAN DO
Space Oditty - David Bowie
:: posted by Condessa de *** ::
14:14 ::
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Chá e afeto
É isso que eu estou precisando... estou meio resfriada, naquele esquema que não desenvolve, sabe? Eu acordo zuada, tomo banho e melhora, antes de chegar no trampo, já tô zuada de novo... nariz escorrendo, dor de cabeça, cansaço... Para minha saúde, ainda bem que o final de semana chegou.
No fim, tudo o que eu queria era um caneca de chá vick, uma cama quente e confortável e um cafuné...
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13:01 ::
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Terça-feira, Novembro 07, 2006
Já era...
Só!
:: posted by Condessa de *** ::
18:07 ::
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A parede é um bom suporte
especialmente a do meu quarto...
:: posted by Condessa de *** ::
14:30 ::
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Condução
Eu realmente tenho um problema. Eu gosto de andar de busão e acho uma neurose essa "necessidade de se ter um carro". Mas, realmente, quando é preciso pegar quatro ônibus para chegar no trampo e demorar quase uma hora e meia para fazer um percurso que de carro não leva mais que 35 minutos.... Realmente, dá vontade que inventem logo o teletransporte.
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13:06 ::
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Segunda-feira, Novembro 06, 2006
Feriado...
Um música que representa bem o que foi esse feriado...
Fuma Bebe
Ratos do Porão
Somos a turma que mais fuma maconha
Somos todos bêbados e não temos vergonha
E o nosso lema só dizia assim
Fuma, bebe não pensa em trabalhar
Fuma, bebe queremos é descansar
Caipirinha mulher e praia
Depois de tudo isso a gente desmaia
E o nosso lema só dizia assim
Fuma, bebe não pensa em trabalhar
Fuma, bebe queremos é descansar
Somos a turma que mais faz nada
Na hora do pau todo mundo vem a bate
E o nosso lema só dizia assim
Fuma, bebe não pensa em trabalhar
Fuma, bebe queremos é descansar
Quando chega a segunda-feira
Nasce o sol, acabou a zoeira
E o nosso lema sempre dirá assim
Fuma, bebe não pensa em trabalhar
Fuma, bebe queremos é descansar
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17:34 ::
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;*
:: posted by Condessa de *** ::
17:32 ::
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Hoje é tudo Hopi-Hari,
depois Bom Dia, Vietnã...
então, bom dia vietnã... só o que digo...
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12:04 ::
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Domingo, Novembro 05, 2006
my name is...
what?
com a participação de terrinha
:: posted by Condessa de *** ::
13:39 ::
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Quinta-feira, Novembro 02, 2006
Pois ele era uma rosa
e os outros eram manjericão...
:: posted by Condessa de *** ::
15:05 ::
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A parede é um ótimo suporte
Vi uma pichação muito boa hoje:
CORRA CAMARADA
O VELHO MUNDO VEM ATRAS
amei!
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11:11 ::
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