I told Jesus it would be alright if He changed my name I told Jesus it would be alright if He changed my name I told Jesus it would be alright if He changed my name
And He told me that I would go hungry if He changed my name And He told me that I would go hungry if He changed my name Yes, He told me that I would go hungry if He changed my name
But I told Jesus it would be alright if He changed my name I told Jesus it would be alright if He changed my name So I told Him it would be alright and the world would hate me That I would go hungry if He changed my name
You know I'm impatient So why would you leave me waiting outside the station When it was like minus four degrees? And I, I get what you're sayin' I just really don't wanna hear it right now Can you shut up for like once in your life?
Listen to me, I took your nice words of advice About how you think I'm gonna die lucky if I turn 33 Okay, so yeah, I smoke like a chimney I'm not skinny, and I pull a Britney every other week But cut me some slack, who do you want me to be?
Because I'm too messy, and then I'm too fucking clean You told me, "Get a job", then you ask where the hell I've been And I'm too perfect 'til I open my big mouth I want to be me, is that not allowed?
And I'm too clever, and then I'm too fucking dumb You hate it when I cry unless it's that time of the month And I'm too perfect 'til I show you that I'm not A thousand people I could be for you, and you hate the fucking lot You hate the fucking lot You hate the fucking lot You hate, you hate
It's taking you ages You still don't get the hint, I'm not asking for pages But one text or two would be nice And please, don't pull those faces When I've been out working my ass off all day It's just one bottle of wine or two, but hey You can't even talk, you smoke weed just to help you sleep Then why you out getting stoned at four o'clock And then you come home to me? And don't say hello 'cause I got high again and forgot to fold my clothes
'Cause I'm too messy, and then I'm too fucking clean You told me, "Get a job", then you ask where the hell I've been And I'm too perfect 'til I open my big mouth I want to be me, is that not allowed?
And I'm too clever, and then I'm too fucking dumb You hate it when I cry unless it's that time of the month And I'm too perfect 'til I show you that I'm not A thousand people I could be for you, and you hate the fucking lot You hate the fucking lot You hate the fucking lot
Oh, and I'm too messy, and then I'm too fucking clean You told me, "Get a job", then you ask where the hell I've been And I'm too perfect 'til I open my big mouth I want to be me, is that not allowed?
And I'm too clever, and then I'm too fucking dumb You hate it when I cry unless it's that time of the month And I'm too perfect 'til I show you that I'm not A thousand people I could be for you, and you hate the fucking lot You hate the fucking lot You hate the fucking lot You hate the fucking lot You hate the fucking lot
Pontas soltas vão cair aos pés Num oeste onde eu não dançava Foi o som, foi a luz em si Foi a sorte que eu não contava
Só de te abraçar sinto que a música altera-me em tudo mais A música altera o meu corpo, altera o mundo, altera-se Só de ver dançar sinto que a música altera-me em tudo mais A música altera o meu corpo, altera o mundo, altera-se
Põe-se o sol, vem a lua, abro o peito No oeste teu somos valsas Ameaçou e atingiu a preceito Foi queda sem um amparo
Só de te abraçar sinto que a música altera-me em tudo mais A música altera o meu corpo, altera o mundo, altera-se Só de ver dançar sinto que a música altera-me em tudo mais A música altera o meu corpo, altera o mundo, altera-se Ai meu amor
Só de te abraçar sinto que a música altera-me em tudo mais A música altera o meu corpo, altera o mundo, altera-se Só de ver dançar sinto que a música altera-me em tudo mais A música altera o meu corpo, altera o mundo, altera-se
Só de te abraçar sinto que a música altera-me em tudo mais A música altera o meu corpo, altera o mundo, altera-se Só de ver dançar sinto que a música altera-me em tudo mais A música altera o meu corpo, altera o mundo, altera-se Ai meu amor
Ain't it just like the night to play tricks when you're tryin' to be so quiet? We sit here stranded, though we're all doin' our best to deny it And Louise holds a handful of rain, temptin' you to defy it Lights flicker from the opposite loft In this room the heat pipes just cough The country music station plays soft But there's nothing, really nothing to turn off Just Louise and her lover so entwined And these visions of Johanna that conquer my mind
In the empty lot where the ladies play blindman's bluff with the key chain And the all-night girls they whisper of escapades out on the "D" train We can hear the night watchman click his flashlight Ask himself if it's him or them that's insane Louise, she's all right, she's just near She's delicate and seems like the mirror But she just makes it all too concise and too clear That Johanna's not here The ghost of 'lectricity howls in the bones of her face Where these visions of Johanna have now taken my place
Now, little boy lost, he takes himself so seriously He brags of his misery, he likes to live dangerously And when bringing her name up He speaks of a farewell kiss to me He's sure got a lotta gall to be so useless and all Muttering small talk at the wall while I'm in the hall How can I explain? It's so hard to get on And these visions of Johanna, they kept me up past the dawn
Inside the museums, infinity goes up on trial Voices echo this is what salvation must be like after a while But Mona Lisa musta had the highway blues You can tell by the way she smiles See the primitive wallflower freeze When the jelly-faced women all sneeze Hear the one with the mustache say, "Jeez, I can't find my knees" Oh, jewels and binoculars hang from the head of the mule But these visions of Johanna, they make it all seem so cruel
The peddler now speaks to the countess who's pretending to care for him Sayin', "Name me someone that's not a parasite and I'll go out and say a prayer for him" But like Louise always says "Ya can't look at much, can ya man?" As she, herself, prepares for him And Madonna, she still has not showed We see this empty cage now corrode Where her cape of the stage once had flowed The fiddler, he now steps to the road He writes ev'rything's been returned which was owed On the back of the fish truck that loads While my conscience explodes The harmonicas play the skeleton keys and the rain And these visions of Johanna are now all that remain
I'm lying in my bed The blanket is warm This body will never be safe from harm Still feel your hair, black ribbons of coal Touch my skin to keep me whole
Oh, if only you'd come back to me If you laid at my side Wouldn't need no mojo pin To keep me satisfied
Don't want to weep for you Don't want to know I'm blind and tortured, the white horses flow The memories fire The rhythms fall slow Black beauty, I love you so
Oh, precious, precious silver and gold And pearls in oyster's flesh Drop down we two to serve and pray to love Born again from the rhythm Screaming down from heaven Ageless, ageless, I'm there in your arms
Don't want to weep for you I don't want to know I'm blind and tortured, the white horses flow The memories fire The rhythms fall slow Black beauty, I love you so So, so, so So
Oh, the welts of your scorn, my love, give me more Send whips of opinion down my back, give me more Well it's you I've waited my life to see It's you I've searched so hard for
Don't want to weep for you Don't want to know I'm blind and tortured, the white horses flow The memories fire The rhythms fall slow Black beauty, I love you so, so Black, black, black beauty
Compositores: Gary Michael Lucas / Jeffery Buckley
The summer breeze, the days were long Meadow haze so callowly, those child eyes I used to feel the feelings Love that I once said I’d never rile The burden of life… just won’t leave us alone And the times never right… when your trading the sun All the love of generations Generations gone for reasons, that I know But all the times I’ve lost my way Crept inside, tried not to sway Like pebbles on the shore The burden of life… just won’t leave us alone And the times never right… when we’re trading the sun So all the fire, the fear, the why The wisdom why you want it now No Answers… are there No Answers… of why Cos the burden of life just won’t leave us alone And the times never right when you’re losing a soul
I have my sentence now At last, I know just how you felt I dig my fingers in, expecting more than just the skin 'Cause we're a lot alike In favor, like a motorbike A sailor and a nightingale Dancing in convertibles
And you can hold me like he held her And I will fuck you like nothing matters And you can hold me like he held her And I will fuck you like nothing matters
We've got the highway tight The moon is bursting with headlights One more and we're away Love tender in your Chevrolet
And we're a lot alike In favor, like a motorbike A sailor and a nightingale Dancing in convertibles
And you can hold me like he held her And I will fuck you like nothing matters And you can hold me like he held her And I will fuck you like nothing matters
Even when the cold comes crashing through I'm putting all my bets on you I hope they never understand us
I put my heart inside your palms My home in your arms Now we know nothing matters Nothing matters
And you can hold me like he held her And I will fuck you like nothing matters And you can hold me like he held her And I will fuck you like nothing matters And you can hold me, like he held her And I will fuck you like nothing matters And you can hold me like he held her And I will fuck you like nothing matters, ooh
I love the lie and lie the love A-Hangin' on, with push and shove Possession is the motivation that is hangin' up the God-damn nation Looks like we always end up in a rut (everybody now!) Tryin' to make it real, compared to what? C'mon baby!
Slaughterhouse is killin' hogs Twisted children killin' frogs Poor dumb rednecks rollin' logs Tired old lady kissin' dogs I hate the human love of that stinking mutt (I can't use it!) Try to make it real, compared to what? C'mon baby now!
The President, he's got his war Folks don't know just what it's for Nobody gives us rhyme or reason Have one doubt, they call it treason We're chicken-feathers, all without one nut. God damn it! Tryin' to make it real, compared to what? (Sock it to me)
Church on Sunday, sleep and nod Tryin' to duck the wrath of God Preacher's fillin' us with fright They all tryin' to teach us what they think is right They really got to be some kind of nut (I can't use it!) Tryin' to make it real, compared to what?
Where's that bee and where's that honey? Where's my God and where's my money? Unreal values, crass distortion Unwed mothers need abortion Kind of brings to mind ol' young King Tut (He did it now) Tried to make it real, compared to what?!
Tryin' to make it real, compared to what?
Donald Dean, Leroy Vinnegar, Benny Bailey, Eddie Harris
I Have Trembled My Way Deep Canção de Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds
I have trembled my way deep into surrender I have stretched my aching body across the world I have stood at the threshold of your wonder Bid me enter, Lord, allow me to unfold
Lay your golden head upon my breast Pierce me deep and usher me inside Your threshold where I will eternal rest
My heart, my love, my Lord, my only bride My heart, my love, my Lord, my one true bride Sanctuary where the eternal yearning rest Unpetal me and burst me open wide And lay your shining head upon my breast
We've laid the cables and the wires We've split the wood and stoked the fires We've lit our town so there is no Place for crime to hide Our little church is painted white And in the safety of the night We all go quiet as a mouse For the word is out That God is in the house God is in the house God is in the house No cause for worry now God is in the house
Moral sneaks in the White House Computer geeks in the school house Drug freaks in the crack house We don't have that stuff here We have a tiny little force Yeah, but we need them of course For the kittens in the trees And at night we are on our knees As quiet as a mouse For God is in the house God is in the house God is in the house And no one's left in doubt God is in the house
Homos roaming the streets in packs Queer bashers with tyre-jacks Lesbian counter-attacks That stuff is for the big cities Our town is very pretty We have a pretty little square We have a woman for a mayor Our policy is firm but fair Now that God is in the house God is in the house God is in the house Any day now He'll come out God is in the house
Well-meaning little therapists Goose-stepping twelve-stepping Teatotalitarianists The tipsy, the reeling and the drop down pissed We got no time for that stuff here Zero crime and no fear We've bred all our kittens white So that you can see them in the night And at night we're on our knees As quiet as a mouse Since the word got out From the North down to the South For no-one's left in doubt There's no fear about If we all hold hands and very quietly shout Hallelujah God is in the house Oh I wish He would come out God is in the house
Foi deixada num cinema depois da matuinée Com um recado na lapela que dizia assim Quem tomar conta de mim Quem tomar conta de mim Saiba que fui vacinada Saiba que sou malcriada
Etelvina com dezasseis anos já conhecia Todos os reformatórios da terra onde vivia Entregaram-na a uma velha que ralhava assim Ai menina sem juizo Nem mereces um sorriso Vais acabar num bueiro Sem futuro nem dinheiro
"Eu durmo sozinha à noite Vou dormir à beira rio à noite, à noite Acocorada com o frio à noite, à noite, à noite, à noite, à noite"
Etelvina era da rua como outros são do campo Sua cama era um caixote sem paredes nem tampo Sua janela uma ponte que dizia assim: Dentro das minhas cidades Já não sei quem é ladrão Se um que anda fora de grades Se outro que está na prisão
Etelvina só gostava era de andar pela cidade A semear desacatos e a colher tempestades A meter-se c'os ricaços, a dizer assim: Você que passa de carro Ferre aqui a ver se eu deixo Venha cá que eu já o agarro Dou-lhe um pontapé no queixo
"Eu durmo sozinha à noite Vou dormir à beira rio à noite, à noite Acocorada com o frio à noite, à noite, à noite, à noite, à noite"
Etelvina já cansada de viver sem ninguém A não ser de vez em quando amores de vai e vem Pôs um anúncio no jornal que dizia assim: Mulher desembaraçada Quer viver com alma irmã De quem não seja criada De quem não seja mamã
Etelvina já sabia que não ia encontrar Nem um príncipe encantado nem um lobo do mar Só alguém com quem pudesse dizer assim: O amor já não é cego Abre os olhinhos à gente Faz lutar com mais apego A quem quer vida diferente
O seu homem encontro-o à noite A dormir à beira rio, à noite, à noite Acocorado com frio à noite, à noite, à noite, à noite, à noite
Abaixo o pão, habitação Saúde e educação Abaixo o pão, habitação Saúde e educação
Viemos com o peso do passado e da semente Esperar tantos anos, torna tudo mais urgente E a sede de uma espera só se estanca na torrente E a sede de uma espera só se estanca na torrente
Vivemos tantos anos a falar pela calada Só se pode querer tudo quando não se teve nada Só quer a vida cheia quem teve a vida parada Só quer a vida cheia quem teve a vida parada
Aí Só há liberdade a sério Quando houver
A paz, o pão, habitação Saúde, educação Só há liberdade a sério quando houver Liberdade de mudar e decidir Quando pertencer ao povo o que o povo produzir E quando pertencer ao povo o que o povo produzir
Viemos com o peso do passado e da semente Esperar tantos anos, torna tudo mais urgente E a sede de uma espera só se estanca na torrente E a sede de uma espera só se estanca na torrente
Vivemos tantos anos a falar pela calada Só se pode querer tudo quando não se teve nada Só quer a vida cheia quem teve a vida parada Só quer a vida cheia quem teve a vida parada
Aí Só há liberdade a sério Quando houver
A paz, o pão, habitação, saúde, educação Só há liberdade a sério quando houver Liberdade de mudar e decidir Quando pertencer ao povo o que o povo produzir E quando pertencer ao povo o que o povo produzir
Viemos com o peso do passado e da semente Esperar tantos anos, torna tudo mais urgente E a sede de uma espera só se estanca na torrente E a sede de uma espera só se estanca na torrente
Vivemos tantos anos a falar pela calada Só se pode querer tudo quando não se teve nada Só quer a vida cheia quem teve a vida parada Só quer a vida cheia quem teve a vida parada
Aí Só há liberdade a sério Quando houver
A paz, o pão, habitação, saúde, educação Só há liberdade a sério quando houver Liberdade de mudar e decidir Quando pertencer ao povo o que o povo produzir E quando pertencer ao povo o que o povo produzir
Andava já há vinte dias Ao frio, ao vento e à fome Às escondidas da sorte Um dia fraco, outro forte Que o dia em que se não come É um dia a menos para a morte Um dia fraco, outro forte
Quando um barulho de cama A voltar-se de impaciente Me fez parar de repente Era noite e o casarão Não tinhas lados nem frente Dentro havia luz e pão Me fez parar de repente
Ó da casa, abram-me a porta Fiz as luzes se apagarem Cheguei-me mais à janela Vi acender-se uma vela Passos de mulher andarem E uma mulher muito bela Chegou-se mais à janela
Não tenhas medo, eu não trago Nem ódio nem espingardas Trago paz numa viola Quase que não fui à escola Mas aprendi nas estradas O amor que te consola Trago paz numa viola
Meu marido foi pra longe Tomar conta das herdades Ela disse "Companheiro" Eu disse "Vem", ela "Tu primeiro" "Tu que me falas de estradas" "E eu só conheço um carreiro" Ela disse "Companheiro"
A contas com a nossa noite Afundados num colchão Entre arcas e um reposteiro Descobrimos um vulcão Era o mês de Fevereiro E o Inverno se fez Verão Descobrimos um vulcão
E eu que falava de estradas E só conhecia atalhos E ela a mostrar-me caminhos Entre chaminés e orvalhos Pela manhã, sem agasalhos Voltei a rumos sozinhos E ela a mostrar-me caminhos
Andarei mais vinte dias ao frio, ao vento e à fome Às escondidas da sorte Um dia fraco, outro forte Que o dia em que se não come É um dia a menos para a morte Um dia fraco, outro forte Um dia fraco, outro forte
Ele que só nos trouxe a Maior miséria encontra-se a pagar A sua vilania num exílio vergonhoso Em terra de Espanha Provou-se que o povo tinha razão e Provou-se também que a unidade de Todos os cidadãos há-de levar de vencida Essa corte corrupta e indigna Temos de exigir medidas revolucionárias ao Nosso governo não podemos Permitir que o Duque de Palmela, o nosso ministro, continue Nas mesmas águas turvas do Costa Cabral se não é Capaz de tomar medidas que sirvam o povo Que vá para lá outro
Aprende Rainha aprende mede bem o teu poder Tu dum lado o povo d'outro Qual dos dois há-de vencer
O Cabral fugiu p'ra Espanha Com uma carga de sardinha Com a pressa que levava Nem disse adeus à Rainha
Viva a Maria da Fonte Ve com esporas de prata a cavalo na Rainha Com o Saldanha á arreata
O Cabral queria ser rei A mulher quer ser rainha Foram-se os Cabrais embora Só ficou a Luisinha
O Cabral fugiu para Espanha Já lá vai para a Galiza Com a pressa que levava Nem disse adeus à Luisa
I saw a dream last night Bright like a falling star. And the sources of light, Seemed so near, Yet so far. I thought i was in flight, Out where the planets are. Moving between day and night. Hear am I, There you are. Follow the Dancing Girl, Vision and embrace. Such an entrancing girl, She moves with such rhythm and grace. Who can she be? Follow the Dancing Girl, Go to the quiet place. Here in the weary world, Somewhere between time and space. We shall be free.
Each of us is born alone. Well welcome to the twilight zone. You can leave with only what you bring. Things we cannot see appear. Singing songs we cannot hear. An everything is surely everything. Meanwhile in the ghettos dust and gloom. Bird is blowin in his room. All those noteswont take the pain away. And you'll surely come to harm, With that needle all up in your arm. And dope will never turn the night to day.
Just a little further down the line. Baby sister its these streets at night. I say the wind blows chilly, And the women need new shoes.
So just tell her, Tell her what you wanna do. Boogie, bop or boogalo? I said tell her what you wanna do Boogie, bop or boogaloo? I said tell her, tell her What you wanna do. Boogie, bop or boogaloo?
Olha o sol que vai nascendo anda ver o mar Os meninos vão correndo ver o sol chegar Menino sem condição irmão de todos os nus Tira os olhos do chão vem ver a luz Menino do mal trajar um novo dia lá vem Só quem souber cantar vira também Negro bairro negro bairro negro Onde não há pão não há sossego Menino pobre o teu lar Queira ou não queira o papão Há-de um dia cantar esta canção Olha o sol que vai nascendo anda ver o mar Os meninos vão correndo ver o sol chegar Se até da gosto cantar se toda a terra sorri Quem te não há-de amar menino a ti Se não é fúria a razão Se toda a gente quiser Um dia hás-de aprender haja o que houver Negro bairro negro bairro negro Onde não há pão não há sossego Menino pobre o teu lar Queira ou não queira o papão Há-de um dia cantar esta canção
The fires continued through the night The kid with a bat face appeared at the window Then disappeared into the headlights
I was halfway to the Pacific Coast I had left you in your longing In your yearning like a ghost
There is little room for wonder, now And little room for wildness too We crawl into our wounds I’m nearly all the way to Malibu
I’m gonna buy me a house up in the hills With a tear-shaped pool and a gun that kills Cause they say there is a cougar that roams these parts With a terrible engine of wrath for a heart That she is white and rare and full of all kinds of harm And stalks the perimeter all day long But at night lays trembling in my arms
And I’m just waiting now for my time to come And I’m just waiting now for my time to come And I’m just waiting now for my place in the sun And I’m just waiting now for peace to come
And I’m just waiting now for my time to come And I’m just waiting now for my time to come And we hide in our wounds And I’m nearly all the way to Malibu And I know my time will come one day soon I’m waiting for peace to come I’m nearly all the way to Malibu Oh babe, we’re on the run, we’re on the run Half down the Pacific Coast Well I left you sleeping like a ghost In your wounds
Darling your dreams are your greatest part I carry them with me in my heart Darling your dreams were your greatest part I carry them with me in my heart Somewhere, don’t know
Now I’m standing on the shore All the animals roam the beaches And sea creatures rise out of the sea. And I’m standing on the shore Everyone begins to run The kid drops his bucket and spade And climbs into the sun
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Kisa had a baby but the baby died Goes to the villagers says my baby’s sick Villagers shake their heads and say to her Better bury your baby in the forest quick
It’s a long way to find peace of mind, peace of mind It’s a long way to find peace of mind, peace of mind
Kisa went to the mountain and asked the Buddha My baby’s sick! Buddha said, don’t cry Go to each house and collect a mustard seed But only from a house where no one’s died
Kisa went to each house in the village My baby’s getting sicker, poor Kisa cried But Kisa never collected one mustard seed Because in every house someone had died
Kisa sat down in the old village square She hugged her baby and cried and cried She said everybody is always losing somebody Then walked into the forest and buried her child
Everybody’s losing someone Everybody’s losing someone It’s a long way to find peace of mind, peace of mind It’s a long way to find peace of mind, peace of mind And I’m just waiting now for my time to come And I’m just waiting now for peace to come For peace to come
