The marrying kind

Ordem das atualizações:
* Prince (4 letras)
* Tom Jobim (4 letras)
* Madonna (3 letras)





If U leave her now
Ur never gonna 2 C her again - Never
Now she's gonna need a shoulder 2 cry on
She's gonna need a friend
She's gonna need a pillow case - something 2 put those tears on
And Eye've got some purple satin lacys
1 second later than the second U gone

She' gonna miss U at first
But then she's gonna buy me things
That's when Eye'm gonna lay her
'cross my piano stool and sing 2 her

[Chorus]
Honey, Eye tried 2 tell him
That U were the marrying kind
A faithful 1-man-woman
The best he would ever find
Eye guess he wasn't trying 2 hear that
So there ain't nothing left 2 say
Eye tried 2 tell him if U run 2 me
Eye won't run away

If U leave her now
U'll never get another glimpse
Eye'm going 2 lace her with enough ice to recap the polls
There might b another solar eclipse
She's gonna find:
:bath water hot enough 2 b touched (oh, man. porkchop is hurtin')
Eye'm gonna put her on the same diet Missy went on
U know she eat 2 much
Tonight, she's gonna miss U at first
But then she'll get used 2 me
All of the tricks Eye would try
2 make her take this ring and make love 2 me

[Chorus]

Run away
Don't run away

Sign o'the times

Essa música é maravilhosa, eu sabia cantá-la inteirinha. Agora já esqueci uns vários versos...
O Prince é tão romântico, né? Adoro coisas românticas. De Prince a John Ford.
Essa letra deprê fica falando de umas mazelas bem típicas dos anos 80.


Oh yeah
In France a skinny man
Died of a big disease with a little name
By chance his girlfriend came across a needle
And soon she did the same
At home there are seventeen-year-old boys
And their idea of fun
Is being in a gang called The Disciples
High on crack, totin' a machine gun
Time Time

Hurricane Annie ripped the ceiling of a church
And killed everyone inside
U turn on the telly and every other story
Is tellin' U somebody died
Sister killed her baby cuz she could afford 2 feed it
And we're sending people 2 the moon
In September my cousin tried reefer 4 the very first time
Now he's doing horse, it's June
Times Times

It's silly, no?
When a rocket ship explodes
And everybody still wants 2 fly
Some say a man ain't happy
Unless a man truly dies
Oh why
Time Time

Baby make a speech, Star Wars fly
Neighbors just shine it on
But if a night falls and a bomb falls
Will anybody see the dawn
Time Times

It's silly, no?
When a rocket blows
And everybody still wants 2 fly
Some say a man ain't happy truly
Until a man truly dies
Oh why, oh why
Sign O the Times
Time Time

Sign O the Times mess with your mind
Hurry before it's 2 late
Let's fall in love, get married, have a baby
We'll call him Nate... if it's a boy
Time Times
Time Time

Musicology

Heard about the party now
Just east o' Harlem
Dougie's gonna b there
But u got 2 call him

Even the soldiers
Need a break sometimes
Listen 2 the groove ya'll
Let it unwind ur mind

No intoxication
Unless u c what eye c
Dancin hot n' sweaty
Right in font of me

Call it what u like
I'm gonna call it how it b
This is just another one
Of God's gifts
Musicology

Keep that party movin
Just like eye told you
Kick the old school joint
4 the true funk soldiers
Musicology

Wish eye had a dollar
4 everytime u say
Don't u miss the feeling
Music gave ya
Back in the day?

Let's Groove
September
Earth, Wind and Fire
Hot Pants by James
Sly's gonna take u higher

Minor keys and drugs
Don't make a rollerskate jam
Take ur pick - turntable or a band?

If it ain't Chuck D
or Jam Master Jay
Know what?
They're losin'
'Cause we got a PhD in Advanced Body Movin'

Keep the party movin'
Just like eye told u
Kick the old school joint
4 the true funk soldiers
Musicology

Head

Essa é uma das letras pervertidas do Prince... Diga se isso não é meio perversão.

I remember when I met U, baby
U were on U're way to B wed
U were such a sexy thing
I loved the way U walked
The things U said

And I was so non-chalant
I didn't want U to B misled
But I've gotta have U, baby
I got to have U in my bed
And U said

(girl:)
But I'm just a virgin
and I'm on my way to B wed
But U're such a hunk,
so full of spunk
I'll give U

Head
Til U're burning up
Head
Til U get enough
Head
Til U're love is red
Head
Love U til U're dead

U know U're good, girl
I think U like to go down
U wouldn't have stopped
But I, I came on your wedding gown
And U said

(girl:)
I must confess, I wanna get undressed and go to bed

With that I jammed
U fool, U married me instead
Now morning, noon, and night
I give U

Head
Til U're burning up
Head
Til U get enough
Head
Til your love is red
Head
Love U til U're dead
Head Head
Head Head
Head
Till U're burning up
Head
Til U get enough
Head
Til your love is red
Head
Love U til U're dead
Head Head
Head Head
Head Head
Head (U said I could)
Head Head

Desafinado

Se você disser que eu desafino amor
Saiba que isto em mim provoca imensa dor
Só privilegiados tem o ouvido igual ao seu
Eu possuo apenas o que deus me deu

Se você insiste em classificar
Meu comportamento de anti-musical
Eu mesmo mentindo devo argumentar
Que isto é Bossa Nova, isto é muito natural
O que você não sabe nem sequer pretende
É que os desafinados também tem um coração

Fotografei você na minha Rolley-Flex
Revelou-se a sua enorme ingratidão
Só não poderá falar assim do meu amor
Ele é o maior que você pode encontrar
Você com a sua música esqueceu o principal
Que no peito dos desafinados
No fundo do peito
Bate calado, que no peito dos desafinados

Querida

Longa é a tarde, longa é a vida
De tristes flores, longa ferida
Longa é a dor do pecador, querida

Breve é o dia, breve é a vida
De breves flores na despedida
Longa é a dor do pecador, querida
Breve é a dor do trovador, querida

Longa é a praia, longa restinga
Da Marambaia à Joatinga
Grande é a fé do pescador, querida
E a longa espera do caçador, perdida

O dia passa e eu nessa lida
Longa é a arte, tão breve a vida
Louco é o desejo do amador, querida, querida
Longo é o beijo do amador, bandida
Belo é o jovem mergulhador, na ida
Vasto é o mar, espelho do céu, querida, querida
Querida

Você tão linda nesse vestido
Você provoca minha libido
Chega mais perto meu amor bandido
Bandida, fingido, fingida, querido, querida

Samba do avião

(Inda por cima, ele era bonito)


Eparrê,
Aroeira beira de mar
Salve Deus e Tiago e Humaitá
Eta, costão de pedra dos home brabo do mar
Eh, Xangô, vê se me ajuda a chegar
Minha alma canta
Vejo o Rio de Janeiro
Estou morrendo de saudade
Rio, teu mar, praias sem fim
Rio, você foi feito pra mim
Cristo Redentor
Braços abertos sobre a Guanabara
Este samba é só porque
Rio, eu gosto de você
A morena vai sambar
Seu corpo todo balançar
Rio de sol, de céu, de mar
Dentro de mais um minuto estaremos no Galeão
Rio de Janeiro,
Rio de Janeiro
Rio de Janeiro,
Rio de Janeiro
Cristo Redentor
Braços abertos sobre a Guanabara
Este samba é só porque
Rio, eu gosto de você
A morena vai sambar
Seu corpo todo balançar
Aperte o cinto, vamos chegar
Água brilhando, olha a pista chegando
E vamos nós
Aterrar

Garota de Ipanema

02.ago.1962 Show no restaurante "Au Bon Gourmet", na Av. Nossa Senhora de Copacabana, Rio. Com Tom, Vinicius de Moraes, João Gilberto, e Os Cariocas. No baixo, Otávio Bailly, e na bateria, Milton Banana. Algumas músicas que viriam a ser sucesso mais tarde tiveram sua estréia neste show: "Só danço samba", de Tom e Vinicius; "Samba do Avião", de Tom; e "Garota de Ipanema", de Tom e Vinicius, que ganhou uma introdução feita especialmente para a ocasião, na forma de um diálogo cantado por Tom, Vinicius e João:
João: "Tom e se você fizesse agora uma canção / Que possa nos dizer / Contar o que é o amor?"
Tom: "Olha, Joãozinho, eu não saberia / Sem Vinicius pra fazer a poesia"
Vinicius: "Para essa canção realizar / Quem dera o João para cantar"
João: "Ah, mas quem sou eu? / Eu sou mais vocês. / Melhor se nós cantássemos os três"
Os três: "Olha que coisa mais linda, mais cheia de graça..."

Olha que coisa mais linda,
Mais cheia de graça.
É ela a menina que vem e que passa,
num doce balanço a caminho do mar.

Moça do corpo dourado do sol de Ipanema,
O seu balançado é mais que um poema,
É a coisa mais linda que eu já vi passar.

Ah, por que estou tão sozinho?
Ah, por que tudo é tão triste?
Ah, a beleza que existe,
A beleza que não é só minha,
Que também passa sozinha.

Ah, se ela soubesse
Que, quando ela passa,
O mundo inteirinho se enche de graça
E fica mais lindo por causa do amor,
Por causa do amor, por causa do amor...

Lucky star

You must be my Lucky Star
'Cause you shine on me wherever you are
I just think of you and I start to glow
And I need your light
And baby you know

Chorus:
Starlight, starbright first star I see tonight
Starlight, [starbright] make everything all right
Starlight, starbright first star I see tonight
Starlight, [starbright] yeah

You must be my Lucky Star
'Cause you make the darkness seem so far
And when I'm lost you'll be my guide
I just turn around and you're by my side

(chorus)

Come on shine your heavenly body tonight
'Cause I know you're gonna make everything all right

You may be my lucky star
But I'm the luckiest by far

(chorus)

Come on shine your heavenly body tonight
'Cause u know your gonna make everything all right
(2x)

You may be my lucky star
But im the luckiest by far

Like a virgin

Dando início à série da Maddie:



I made it through the wilderness
Somehow I made it through
Didn't know how lost I was
Until I found you

I was beat incomplete
I'd been had, I was sad and blue
But you made me feel
Yeah, you made me feel
Shiny and new

Like a virgin
Touched for the very first time
Like a virgin
When your heart beats
Next to mine

Gonna give you all my love, boy
My fear is fading fast
Been saving it all for you
'Cause only love can last

You're so fine and you're mine
Make me strong, yeah you make me bold
Oh your love thawed out
Yeah, your love thawed out
What was scared and cold

(chorus)

Oooh, oooh, oooh

You're so fine and you're mine
I'll be yours 'till the end of time
'Cause you made me feel
Yeah, you made me feel
I've nothing to hide

(chorus)

Like a virgin, ooh, ooh
Like a virgin
Feels so good inside
When you hold me, and your heart beats, and you love me

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Ooh, baby
Can't you hear my heart beat
For the very first time?

Borderline

Something in the way you love me won't let me be
I don't want to be your prisoner so baby won't you set me free
Stop playing with my heart
Finish what you start
When you make my love come down
If you want me let me know
Baby let it show
Honey don't you fool around

Just try to understand, I've given all I can,
'Cause you got the best of me

Chorus:

Borderline feels like I'm going to lose my mind
You just keep on pushing my love over the borderline

(repeat chorus again)

Keep on pushing me baby
Don't you know you drive me crazy
You just keep on pushing my love over the borderline

Something in your eyes is makin' such a fool of me
When you hold me in your arms you love me till I just can't see
But then you let me down, when I look around, baby you just can't be found
Stop driving me away, I just wanna stay,
There's something I just got to say

Just try to understand, I've given all I can,
'Cause you got the best of me

(chorus)

Keep on pushing me baby
Don't you know you drive me crazy
You just keep on pushing my love over the borderline

Look what your love has done to me
Come on baby set me free
You just keep on pushing my love over the borderline
You cause me so much pain, I think I'm going insane
What does it take to make you see?
You just keep on pushing my love over the borderline

Jo Jo's jacket

Essa música é do Stephen Malkmus. Começa com a fala do Yul Brynner, transcrita mais abaixo... Achei que deveria postá-la aqui porque hoje seria o níver de 90 ou de 85 anos do Yul Brynner (se vivo ele estivesse...)
Ninguém sabe direito quando esse homem nasceu, se foi em 1915 ou em 1920. Minha opinião: 1915. Mas, quanto à data, alguns dizem ter sido 07/07, outros, 11/07 e outros ainda, 12/07 (hoje!). Parabéns pra ele, então!

Antes da letra, 5 fotinhas de Anastasia, com a Ingrid Bergman:












"And in a funny way, the shaving of my, uh, head has been a liberation from, uh, a lot of, uh, stupid vanities really. Uh, it has simplified everything for me, it has opened a lot of doors maybe."

I'm not what you think I am
I'm the king of Siam
I've got a bald head
My name is Yul Brynner
And I am a famous movie star
Perhaps you saw me in Westworld
I acted like a robotic cowboy
It was my best role
I can not deny I
Felt right home deep inside
That electronic carcass

You're such monumental slime
Let the punishment fit the crime
Tie it to a chair
The house music will blare
And turn your ears into
A medicinal jelly
Stay inside on Christmas Day
And make believe that you are my candy cane
You said, "I'm not that type,
No I'm not sweet, and I'm not overripe

Bob Dylan sang in
"Its alright mama i'm only bleeding",
Everything from toy guns that spark to flesh colored Christs that glow in the dark
Its easy to see we got in too far and not much is really sacred.



Yul aos 16 anos! Já com umas leves entradas carecais!


Yul e uma máquina fotográfica (há uns 3 anos rolou uma exposição da obra fotográfica dele em Sampa)

Kalinka

Kalinka, kalinka, kalinka moya!
V sadu yagoda malinka, malinka moya!

Hej! Kalinka, kalinka, kalinka moya!
V sadu yagoda malinka, malinka moya!

Hej! Kalinka, kalinka, kalinka moya!
V sadu yagoda malinka, malinka moya!

Hej! Kalinka, kalinka, kalinka moya!
V sadu yagoda malinka, malinka moya!

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! Pod sosnuyu, pod zelenoyu
Spat' polozhite vy menya,
Aaaaaaaaaj!

Aj lyuli, lyuli, aj, lyuli, lyuli,
Spat' polozhite vy menya

Kalinka, kalinka, kalinka moya!
V sadu yagoda malinka, malinka moya!

Hej! Kalinka, kalinka, kalinka moya!
V sadu yagoda malinka, malinka moya!

Hej! Kalinka, kalinka, kalinka moya!
V sadu yagoda malinka, malinka moya!

Hej! Kalinka, kalinka, kalinka moya!
V sadu yagoda malinka, malinka moya!

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! Krasavica, duscha-devica,
Pozholej zhe ty menya,
Aj, lyuli, lyuli, lyuli, lyuli,
Pozholej zhe ty menya!

Kalinka, kalinka, kalinochka kalinochka moya!
V sadu yagoda malinka, malinochka moya!

Hej Kalinka, kalinka, kalinka moya!
V sadu yagoda malinka, malinka moya!

Hej! Kalinka, kalinka, kalinka moya!
V sadu yagoda malinka, malinka moya!

Hej! Kalinka, kalinka, kalinka moya!
V sadu yagoda malinka, malinka moya!

Hej! Kalinka, kalinka, kalinka moya!
V sadu yagoda malinka, malinka moya!

HEJ!

Remedy

Pra ninguém dizer que sou uma talibã intolerante...
Eu adoro essa música do Black Crowes... Dá vontade de se jogar no chão e simular um ataque epiléptico.
O clipe também era legal.



Baby, baby why can’t you sit still?
Who killed that bird out on you window sill?
Are you the reason that he broke his back?
Did I see you laugh about that?

If I come on like a dream?
Would you let me show you what I mean?
If you let me come on inside?
Will you let it glide?

Can I have some remedy?
Remedy for me please.
Cause if I had some remedy
I’d take enough to please me.

Baby, baby why did you dye your hair?
Why you always keeping with your mother’s dare?
Baby why’s who’s who, who know you too?
Did the other children scold on you?

If I come on like a dream?
Would you let me show you what I mean?
If you let me come on inside?
Will you let it slide?

Jonathan David

(do Belle and Sebastian)

I know you like her
Well, I like her too
I know she likes you
It’s not as if I’m being sent off to war
There are worse things in this world

There’s still room in my wooden horse for two
I was Jonathan to your David
You’re still king

Well I thought about her
I dreamed she’d come
I’d make my escape
I thought she liked but somehow I was wrong
I know you don’t want it this way

But it’s ok

It’s not like we’ll be parted
It’s not like we’ll never know love
And she’ll smile for you
She’ll hold your hand
You’ll be in love, there’s no other way
And I will make it someday

Well, I know you like her
Well, I like her too
I know she likes you
It’s not as if I’m being sent off to war
There are worse things in this world

There’s still room in my wooden horse for two
I was jonathan to your david
You’re still king

Visions of love recolected
Have we ever been true?
I know that I have
It’s time for you to go
It’s all in the stones that you throw
I want you to know

It’s not like we’ll be parted
It’s not like we’ll never know love
And she’ll smile for you
She’ll hold your hand
You’ll be in love, there’s no other way
And I will make it someday

People say that
We’ll never change
We’ll never change
But I have

You and her in the local newspaper
You will be married and you’ll be gone

Married and you’ll be gone

Joana Francesa

(Chico Buarque)

Tu ris, tu mens trop
Tu pleures, tu meurs trop
Tu as le tropique
Dans le sang et sur la peau
Geme de loucura e de torpor
Já é madrugada

Accord', accord', accord', accord', accord'
Mata-me de rir
Fala-me de amor
Songes et mensonges
Sei de longe e sei de cor
Geme de prazer e de pavor
Já é madrugada

Acorda, acorda, acorda, acorda, acorda
Vem molhar meu colo
Vou te consolar
Vem, mulato mole
Dançar dans mes bras
Vem, moleque me dizer
Onde é que está
Ton soleil, ta braise

Quem me enfeitiçou
O mar, marée, bateaux
Tu as le parfum
De la cachaça e de suor
Geme de preguiça e de calor
Já é madrugada

Accord', accord', accord', accord', accord'
Acorda, acorda, acorda, acorda, acorda

Terral

Composição: Ednardo

Eu venho das dunas brancas
Onde eu queria ficar
Deitando os olhos cansados
Por onde a vida alcançar
Meu céu é pleno de paz
Sem chaminés ou fumaça
No peito enganos mil
Na Terra é pleno abril

No peito enganos mil
Na Terra é pleno abril

Eu tenho a mão que aperreia, eu tenho o sol e areia
Eu sou da América, sul da América, South America
Eu sou a nata do lixo, eu sou o luxo da aldeia, eu sou do Ceará
Aldeia, Aldeota, estou batendo na porta prá lhe aperriá
Prá lhe aperriá, prá lhe aperriá

Eu sou a nata do lixo, eu sou o luxo da aldeia, eu sou do Ceará
A Praia do Futuro, o farol velho e o novo são os olhos do mar
São os olhos do mar, são os olhos do mar

O velho que apagado, o novo que espantado, vento a vida espalhou
Luzindo na madrugada, braços, corpos suados, na praia falando amor.

Sooner or later (I always get my man)

(de Stephen Sondheim)

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Sooner or later you're gonna be mine,
Sooner or later you're gonna be fine.
Baby, it's time that you face it,
I always get my man.
Sooner or later you're gonna decide,
Sooner or later there's nowhere to hide.
Baby, it's time, so why waste it in chatter?
Let's settle the matter.
Baby, you're mine on a platter,
I always get my man.

But if you insist, babe, the challenge delights me.
The more you resist, babe, the more it excites me.
And no one I've kissed, babe, ever fights me again.
If you're on my list, it's just a question of when.
When I get a yen, then baby, Amen.
I'm counting to ten, and then ...
I'm gonna love you like nothing you've known,
I'm gonna love you, and you all alone.
Sooner is better than later but lover,
I'll hover, I'll plan.

This time I'm not only getting
I'm holding
my
man...

Débil metal

Essa música "Débil metal" dos Mamonas Assassinas é meio que um pré-Massacration... não?


Walking in the dark
Now there's just some cookies
it's not for you
I know it's not yet
I just can't explain
it melts in my mouth.
Dying to me now is popcorn.

Can't you understand?
Can't you understand, boy?

So shake your head
So shake your head, sucker!

Can't you understand?
Can't you understand, boy?
So shake your head
So shake your head, sucker!

No more ideas,
No more ideas!

It's over!