Happy Ending; Mika.
Happy EndingThis is the way you left me,
I’m not pretending.
No hope, no love, no glory,
No Happy Ending.
Wake up in the morning, stumble on my life
Can’t get no love without sacrifice
If anything should happen, I guess I wish you well
A little bit of heaven, but a little bit of hell
This is the hardest story that I’ve ever told
No hope, or love, or glory
Happy endings gone forever more
I feel as if I’m wasted
And I’m wastin’ every day
This is the way you left me,
I’m not pretending.
No hope, no love, no glory,
No Happy Ending.
This is the way that we love,
Like it’s forever.
Then live the rest of our life,
But not together.
2 o’clock in the morning, something’s on my mind
Can’t get no rest; keep walkin’ around
If I pretend that nothin’ ever went wrong, I can get to my sleep
I can think that we just carried on
This is the hardest story that I’ve ever told
No hope, or love, or glory
Happy endings gone forever more
I feel as if I’m wasted
And I’m wastin’ every day
This is the way you left me,
I’m not pretending.
No hope, no love, no glory,
No Happy Ending.
This is the way that we love,
Like it’s forever.
Then live the rest of our life,
But not together.
A Little bit of love, little bit of love
Little bit of love, little bit of love[repeat]
This is the way you left me,
I’m not pretending.
No hope, no love, no glory,
No Happy Ending.
This is the way that we love,
Like it’s forever.
To live the rest of our life,
But not together.
… by Baunilha.
3; Britney Spears
1, 2, 3
Not only you and me
Got one eighty degrees
And I’m caught in between
Countin’
1, 2, 3
Peter, Paul & Mary
Gettin’ down with 3P
Everybody loves ***
Countin’Babe, pick a night
To come out and play
If it’s alright
What do you say?Merrier the more
Triple fun that way
Twister on the floor
What do you say?Are - you in
Livin’ in sin is the new thing (yeah)
Are - you in
I am countin’!1, 2, 3
Not only you and me
Got one eighty degrees
And I’m caught in between
Countin’
1, 2, 3
Peter, Paul & Mary
Gettin’ down with 3P
Everybody loves ***
Countin’Three is a charm
Two is not the same
I don’t see the harm
So are you game?Lets’ make a team
Make ‘em say my name
Lovin’ the extreme
Now are you game?Are - you in
Livin’ in sin is the new thing
Are - you in
I am countin’!1, 2, 3
Not only you and me
Got one eighty degrees
And I’m caught in between
Countin’
1, 2, 3
Peter, Paul & Mary
Gettin’ down with 3P1, 2, 3
Not only you and me
Got one eighty degrees
And I’m caught in between
Countin’
1, 2, 3
Peter, Paul & Mary
Gettin’ down with 3P
Everybody loves ***
Countin’Babe, pick a night
To come out and play
If it’s alright
What do you say?Merrier the more
Triple fun that way
Twister on the floor
What do you say?Are - you in
Livin’ in sin is the new thing (yeah)
Are - you in
I am countin’!1, 2, 3
Not only you and me
Got one eighty degrees
And I’m caught in between
Countin’
1, 2, 3
Peter, Paul & Mary
Gettin’ down with 3P
Everybody loves ***
Countin’Three is a charm
Two is not the same
I don’t see the harm
So are you game?Lets’ make a team
Make ‘em say my name
Lovin’ the extreme
Now are you game?Are - you in
Livin’ in sin is the new thing
Are - you in
I am countin’!1, 2, 3
Not only you and me
Got one eighty degrees
And I’m caught in between
Countin’
1, 2, 3
Peter, Paul & Mary
Gettin’ down with 3P
Everybody loves ***What we do is innocent
Just for fun and nothin’ meant
If you don’t like the company
Let’s just do it you and me
You and me…
Or three….
Or four….
- On the floor!Everybody loves ***
What we do is innocent
Just for fun and nothin’ meant
If you don’t like the company
Let’s just do it you and me
You and me…
Or three….
Or four….
- On the floor!
… by Baunilha.
Beliel da Bike
Podcast de Baunilha e Ronald Rios no melhor estilo horário eleitoral gratuito.
Ah, o link citado é http://bit.ly/busaobaunilha
New Soul; Yael Naim
New Soul
I’m a new soul I came to this strange world hoping
I could learn a bit ‘bout how to give and take.
But since I came here felt the joy and the fear
Finding myself making every possible mistakeLa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la…
I’m a young soul in this very strange world
Hoping I could learn a bit ‘bout what is true and fake.
But why all this hate?
Try to communicate finding
Just that love is not always easy to make.La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la…
This is a happy end cause’
You don’t understand
Everything you have done
Why’s everything so wrongThis is a happy end
Come and give me your hand
I’ll take your far away.[refrain]:
I’m a new soul
I came to this strange world
Hoping I could learn a bit about how to give and take
But since I came here felt the joy and the fear
Finding myself making every possible mistakeNew soul…
In this very strange world…
Every possible mistakes
Possible mistakes
Every possible mistakes
Mistakes, mistakes, mistakes…
… by Baunilha.
Hey Beautiful; The Solids.
“Hey Beautiful”
(Wow!)
Shed a smoke, broken in
Tale of woe oh oh…
Comeserating so hard to let go
I’m on your back scratching early
and your candidate…
I hope you never know how hard it is to
Hard it is to wait…
Hey beautiful, I seen you comin’
oh no you don’t walk away from me
uh oh oh, uh oh oh, uh oh oh
Hey beautiful
uh oh oh, uh oh oh, uh oh oh
Hey beautiful
Hey, hey, hey beautiful
Gotta walk, gotta list
Gotta hall of fame
I got an asterisk next to your name
Grab a cup, drink it up
Make a battle plan
Are we ever up to the task,
at to the task at hand?
Hey beautiful, I seen you comin’
oh no you don’t walk away from me
uh oh oh, uh oh oh, uh oh oh
Hey beautiful
Hey, hey, hey, hey
uh oh oh, uh oh oh, uh oh oh
Hey beautiful
Hey, hey, hey beautiful
I don’t know, if I go
but if I go, I go alone
I don’t know, if i go
but if I go, I go alone
I don’t know if I go…
I don’t know if I go…
Well if I go, go now!
(Woo!)
Pa pa pa pa, pa pa pa pa…
pa pa, da da da da, da da da da da…
… by Ronald Rios.
Essa música é curtinha e perfeita. Não encontrei a letra, mas vou colocar um vídeo então. Se alguém encontrar, manda para mim. :) @baunilha.
Telephone Wires; Watercolor Paintings.
Watercolor Paintings - Telephone Wires from If You Make It on Vimeo.
Bagaceiro Chinelão; Graforréia Xilarmônica.
“Bagaceiro Chinelão”
Um bagaceiro chinelão
Vai bater na porta da sua casa
Vai lhe pedir alguns trocados
Vai lhe pedir um copo d’águaSeu pai não vai gostar nem um pouquinho
Contrariado vai até a cozinha
Enche o copo d’água da torneira
Volta para a poltrona da salaMas ele não bebe a água
E muito menos dá pro maloqueiroDeus do céu que velho mais sovina
Mas um dia ainda ele vai ver
Vai ficar com sede num deserto
E não vai ter nada pra beber
Vai ficar com fome e não faminto
E não vai ter nada pra comerSuas velhas roupas em farrapos
Mostram mais de vinte mil perebas
Por toda a extensão de seu corpinho
Furúnculos, feridas e fimoses
O seu nome era MoisésMoisés era seu nome de batismo
Mas todos lhe chamavam de fimose
Desde a tenra idade de 10 anos
A turma já pegava no seu pé
O seu nome era Moisés
… by Ronald Rios.
Pork and Beans; Weezer.
“Pork and Beans”
They say I need some Rogaine
To put in my hair
Work it out at the gym
To fit my underwear
Oakley makes the shades
That transform a tool
You’d hate for the kids to think
That you lost your coolI’mma do the things that I wanna do
I ain’t got a thing to prove to you
I’ll eat my candy with the pork and beans
Excuse my manners if I make a scene
I ain’t gonna wear the clothes that you like
I’m finally dandy with the me inside
One look in the mirror and I’m tickled pink
I don’t give a hoot about what you thinkEveryone likes to dance
To a happy song (Hey, hey)
With a catchy chorus and beat
So they can sing along (Hey, hey)Timbaland knows the way
To reach the top of the charts
Maybe if I work with him
I can perfect the artI’mma do the things that I wanna do
I ain’t got a thing to prove to you
I’ll eat my candy with the pork and beans
Excuse my manners if I make a scene
I ain’t gonna wear the clothes that you like
I’m finally dandy with the me inside
One look in the mirror and I’m tickled pink
I don’t give a hoot about what you thinkNo I don’t care
I don’t careI’mma do the things that I wanna do
I ain’t got a thing to prove to you
I’ll eat my candy with the pork and beans
Excuse my manners if I make a scene
I ain’t gonna wear the clothes that you like
I’m finally dandy with the me inside
One look in the mirror and I’m tickled pink
I don’t give a hoot about what you think
… by Baunilha.
“Beautiful”
Lately I’ve been hard to reach
I´ve been too long on my own
Everybody has a private world
where they can be alone
Are you calling me?
Are you trying to get through?
Are you reaching out for me?
And I’m reaching out for you?
I’m just so fucking depressed I just cant seem to get out this slump
If I could just get over this hump but
I need something to pull me out this dump
I took my bruises took my lumps fell down and I got right back up
But i need that spark to get psyched back up and in order for me to pick the mic back up
I dont know how or why or when I ended up this position i’m in
I’m started to feel dissin’ again so I decided just to pick this pen
Up and try to make an attempt to vent but i just cant admit
Or come to grips the fact that I may be done with rap I need a new outlet
And I know some shits so hard to swallow but I cant just sit back and wallow
In my own sorrow but I know one fact i’ll be one tough act to follow
One tough act to follow I’ll be one tough act to follow
Here today gone tomorrow but you’d have to walk a thousand miles
In my shoes, just to see
What its like, to be me
Ill be you, lets trade shoes
Just to see what id be like
feel your pain, you feel mine
Go inside eachothers minds
Just to see what we’d find
Look at shit through eachothers eyes
But don’t let them say you ain’t beautiful
They can all get fucked just stay true to you
So don’t let them say you ain’t beautiful
They can all get fucked just stay true to you
I think im starting to lose my sense of humor everythings so tense and gloom
I almost fee like I gotta check the temperature of the room just as soon as I walk in I’ts like all eyes on me I try to avoid any contact
Cuz if I do that then it opens the door for conversation like I want that
Im not looking for extra attention I just want to be just like you
Blend in with the rest of the room maybe just point me to the closest restroom
I dont need no fucking man servant tryin ta follow me around and try to wipe my ass
Laugh at every single joke i crack and half of them aint even funny like hahhhhh
“marshall your so funny man you should be a comedian god damn”
Unfortunately i am i just hide behind the tears of a clown
So why dont you all sit down
Listen to the tale that im about to tell
Hell we dont gotta trade our shoes
And you dont gotta walk no thousand miles
In my shoes, just to see
What its like, to be me
Ill be you, lets trade shoes
Just to see what id be like
feel your pain, you feel mine
Go inside eachothers minds
Just to see what we’d find
Look at shit through eachothers eyes
But don’t let them say you aint beautiful
They can all get fucked just stay true to you
So don’t let them say you aint beautiful
They can all get fucked just stay true to you
Nobody asked for life to deal us with these bullshit hands we’re dealt
We gotta take these cards ourselves and flip em dont expect no help
Now I could have either just stayed at home sit on my ass and pissed and moaned
Or take this situation with which im placed in and get up and kick my own
I was never the type of kid to wait by the door and pack his bags
And sat on the porch and hope and prayed for a dad to show up who never did
I just wanted to fit in in every single place every school i went
I dreamed of being that cool kid even if it meant acting stupid
aunt edna always told me keep making that face and it’ll get stuck like that
Meanwhile im just standing there holding my tongue trynwa twalk like dwis
Then i stuck my tongue on that frozen stop sign pole at 8 years old
I learned my lesson then cuz i wasn’t trying to impress my friends no more
But i already told you my whole life story not just based on my description
Cuz where you see it from where your sittin its probably 110% different
I guess we would have to walk a mile in eachothers shoes at least
What size you wear? I wear tens lets see if you can fit your feet
In my shoes, just to see
What its like, to be me
I’ll be you, lets trade shoes
Just to see what it’d be like
To feel your pain, you feel mine
Go inside eachothers minds
Just to see what we’d find
Look at shit through eachothers eyes
But don’t let them say you aint beautiful
They can all get fucked just stay true to you
So don’t let them say you aint beautiful
They can all get fucked just stay true to you
So(Music intro)
Yeah
To my babies
Stay strong
Daddy will be home soon
And to the rest of the world
God gave you shoes to fit you
So put em on and wear them
Be yourself man
Be proud of who you are
And even if it sounds corny
Dont ever let anyone tell you you ain’t beautiful
… by Philippe Bittencourt.
Libertines - Can’t stand me now
An ending fitting for the start
You twist and tore our love apart
Your light fingers threw the dart
Shattered the lamp into darkness it cast us…
No, you’ve got it the wrong way round
Just shut me up and blamed it on the brown
Cornered the boy kicked out at the world,
The world kicked back a lot fuckin’ harder…
If you wanna try, If you wanna try
There’s no worse you could do (oh oh oh)
I know you lie, I know you lie
I’m still in love with you (oh oh oh)
Can’t take me anywhere (I’ll take you anywhere)
You can’t take me anywhere (I can’t take you anywhere)
I’ll take you anywhere you wanna go!
Oh, you can’t stand me now (No, you can’t stand me now)
You can’t stand me now (Oh, you can’t stand me now)
You can’t stand me now (No, you can’t stand me now)
You can’t stand me now,
You can’t stand me now!
Have we enough to keep it together?
Or do we just keep on pretending
And hope our luck is never ending
You tried to pull the wool, I wasn’t feeling too clever
And you take all that they’re lending
Until you needed mending…
If you wanna try, If you wanna try
there’s no worse you could do (oh oh oh)
I know you lie, all you do is make me cry
And all these words they aint true (oh oh)
I can’t take me anywhere (I can’t take you anywhere)
You can’t take me anywhere (I’ll take you anywhere)
I’ll take you anywhere you wanna go!
Oh, you can’t stand me now (No, you can’t stand me now)
You can’t stand me now (Oh, you can’t stand me now)
You can’t stand me now (No, you can’t stand me now)
You can’t stand me now (No, you can’t stand me now)
You can’t stand me now!
You can’t stand me now!
You can’t stand me now!
No, you can’t stand me now!
You can’t stand me now!
You can’t stand me now!
No, you can’t stand me now!
…. bau Bynilha
Space Dementia; Muse.
“Space Dementia”
H 8 is the one for me
It gives me all I need
And helps me co-exist with the chill
You make me sick because I adore you so
I love all the dirty tricks
And twisted games you play on me
Space dementia in your eyes and
Peace will arise and tear us apart
And make us meaningless again
Mmmm, yeah
You’ll make us want to die
I’d cut your name in my heart
We’ll destroy this world for you
I know you want me to feel your pain
Space dementia in your eyes and
Peace will arise and tear us apart
And make us meaningless again
Ooooh…
… by Ronald Rios.
Stairway to Heaven; Led Zeppelin.
“Stairway To Heaven”
There’s a lady who’s sure all that glitters is gold
And she’s buying the stairway to heaven.
When she gets there she knows, if the stores are all closed
With a word she can get what she came for.
Ooh, ooh, and she’s buying the stairway to heaven.
There’s a sign on the wall but she wants to be sure
‘Cause you know sometimes words have two meanings.
In a tree by the brook, there’s a songbird who sings,
Sometimes all of our thoughts are misgiven.
Ooh, it makes me wonder,
Ooh, it makes me wonder.
There’s a feeling I get when I look to the west,
And my spirit is crying for leaving.
In my thoughts I have seen rings of smoke through the trees,
And the voices of those who stand looking.
Ooh, it makes me wonder,
Ooh, it really makes me wonder.
And it’s whispered that soon if we all call the tune
Then the piper will lead us to reason.
And a new day will dawn for those who stand long
And the forests will echo with laughter.
If there’s a bustle in your hedgerow, don’t be alarmed now,
It’s just a spring clean for the May queen.
Yes, there are two paths you can go by, but in the long run
There’s still time to change the road you’re on.
And it makes me wonder.
Your head is humming and it won’t go, in case you don’t know,
The piper’s calling you to join him,
Dear lady, can you hear the wind blow, and did you know
Your stairway lies on the whispering wind.
And as we wind on down the road
Our shadows taller than our soul.
There walks a lady we all know
Who shines white light and wants to show
How everything still turns to gold.
And if you listen very hard
The tune will come to you at last.
When all are one and one is all
To be a rock and not to roll.
And she’s buying the stairway to heaven.
… by Baunilha.
Arcarsenal; At the Drive-in
“Arcarsenal”
I Must have read a thousand faces
I Must have robbed them of their cause
Sickened thirst, sickened thirst
Keeps it together
Soft white glow in the cranium
A bulls eye made sedated
Beware! 3 times
Must have read a thousand faces
And all these voices won’t give up
Sickened thirst, sickened thirst
Glues it together
A catatonic leisure
At 1000 miles per hour
Beware! 3 times
So who’s in charge here
Barking out loud so clear
Because i’d really like to meet him
So who’s in charge here
In the review of this mirror
Because i’d really like to meet him
So who’s in charge here
Barking out loud so clear
Because i’d really like to meet him
Uproar east, strike west
Have you ever tasted skin?
Sink your, sink your teeth in it!
Have you ever tasted skin?
Sink your teeth into…
Have you ever?
Beware!
… by Ronald Rios.
Rainbowarriors; Cocorosie.
“Rainbowarriors”
Of all the white horses
In these times of evil spirits
Of material thugs and mischief
Fearing Saint Noni’s wisdom
And his love for rainbow spirits
Jealous of their faithful heart-bond
And their dancing and their laughing
Made at last a league against them
To molest them and destroy them
Saint Noni wise and heart-strong
Often said to Rainbowarrior
“O my brother, do not leave me!
Lest the evel spirits harm you!”
Rainbowarrior of two spirits
Gentle hand and lion-hearted
He laughed and then he answered
Like a child he softly whispered:
We are Rainbowarriors
Evil come not near
Rainbow love awaits us
With hearts of love and tears
He’s dead, our sweetest mother
Loving father and our teacher
He’s gone forever
He has moved a little nearer
To the master of all laughter
To the master of all song
O my brother, O my brother
Crystal brother of two spirits
Then we gathered in a circle
Stood round the rainbow fire
Burning ember’s hearts united
We remember mystical beauty
If you look hard you can find a
Rainbow trail it’s deep inside ya
Fear not you’re a Rainbowarrior
Golden light on everything gleaming
We are Rainbowarriors
Evil come not near
Rainbow love awaits us
With hearts of love and tears
… by Baunilha.
You Can’t Do Me; Madeleine Peyroux.
You Can’t Do Me
You can’t do me, you can’t do me, you can’t do me the way you did before ?
You can’t do me, you can’t do me, you can’t do me the way you did before ?
‘Cause when you do, and when you do, ‘cause when you do, you know I get so blue!
When you do, and when you do, ‘cause when you do, you know I get so blue and I go
Down like a deep sea diver, out like a Coltrane tenor-man,
Lost like a Chinese war baby ? gone, gone, gone!
Blewed like a Mississippi sharecropper, screwed like a high-school cheerleader,
Tattooed like a popeyed sailorman ? gone, gone, gone!
I should have been, I should have been, I should have been a pair of ragged claws.
I should have been, I should have been, I should have been a pair of ragged claws.
And for a while, for just a while, for a good long while you’d see me smile, smile, smile
I’d crawl the seas on my bony knees, no apologies for my brave new style. I wouldn’t go
Bust like an internet millionaire, boom like a Lebanese belly-dancer,
Bang like a new year’s firecracker ? gone, gone, gone! I wouldn’t get
Bent like a rattan rockin’ chair, blanked like a last place also ran,
Burned like an Arkansas griddlecake ? gone, gone, gone!
I should have been, I should have been, I should have been a pair of ragged claws.
And if I was, if I was, if I was then I’d complain no more.
And for a while, for just a while, for a good long while you’d see me smile, smile, smile.
I’d crawl the seas, on my bony knees, no apologies for my brave new style.
I wouldn’t get ?
Wrecked like a rebel on a racetrack, jacked like a ‘51 Cadillac,
Macked like a bunny in a mansion ? gone, gone, gone!
Spitooned like an Alabama ‘backy wad, harpooned in a Melville sailor yard,
Cartooned like a Charlie Brown Christmas card ? gone, gone, gone!
Schooled like a milk money bully whip, sued like a teenage downloader,
Unglued like a bull in a china shop ? gone, gone, gone!
Cranked like a speed freak high-roller, yanked like a little league ball swatter,
Spanked like a fly on a bar counter ? gone, gone, gone!
Duked like a pistol whipped card swapper, rebuked like a Bible Belt border crosser
Juked like a payola chart topper ? gone, gone, gone!
… by Baunilha.
