domingo, 7 de fevereiro de 2010
Fred Bear
There I was, back in the wild again
And I felt right at home where I belong
I had that feelin' comin' over me again
Just like it happened so many times before
The spirit of the woods is like an old good friend
It makes me feel warm and good inside
I knew his name and it was good to see him again
'Cuz in the wind he's still alive
Oh, Fred Bear, walk with me down the trails again
Take me back, back where I belong
Oh, Fred Bear, I'm glad to have you at my side, my friend
And I'll join you in the big hunt before too long
Before too long
It was kinda dark, another misty dusk
And it came from a tangle down below
I tried to remember everything he taught me so well
I had to decide which way to go
Was I alone or in a hunter's dream?
'Cuz the moment of truth was here and now
I felt his touch, I felt his guiding hand
The buck was mine, forevermore
Because of Fred Bear
I'll walk down these trails again
Take me back where I belong
Oh, Fred Bear, I'm glad to have you at my side my friend
And I'll join you in the big hunt before too long
We're not alone when we're in the great outdoors
We got his spirit, we've got his soul
He will guide our steps, he'll guide our arrows home
The restless spirit forever roams
Fred Bear, walk with me down the trails again
Take me back, back where I belong
Oh, Fred Bear, I'm glad to have you at my side, my friend
And I'll join you on the big hunt before too long
Oh, Fred Bear, walk with me down the trails again
Take me back, back where I belong
Oh, Fred Bear, I'm glad to have you at my side, my friend
And I'll join you in the big hunt before too long
In the wind he's still alive
In the wind he's still alive
In the wind he's still alive
In the wind he's still alive
In the wind, I hear, I hear Fred Bear
(I hear ya Fred,
Talk to me,
yea ,
its all right
lets go hunting baby
Say Fred, you go up on that ridge
And I'll go down in the swamp
We'll get that buck)
(Fred)
(If some of our teenage thrill seeker really want to go out and get a thrill.
Let them go up into the north west and let them tangle with a Grizzly bear
or Polar bear or brown bear and get that effect that will cleanse the soul
sexta-feira, 5 de fevereiro de 2010
Nanana
Writing songs that I think sound so strange
Writing words that I feel I should change
It's all right if they sound just like other songs
My guitar strums along just the same
If this song's underlined with my name
Nanana na nana na na na na na na
Nanana na nana na na na na na
Nanana na nana na na na na na na
Nanana na nana na na na na na
Playing games that I think may be wrong
Making sounds that can go on and on
It's all right if you stay right on to the end
If my song could've been just a bore
Then I hope you may come back for more
Nanana na nana na na na na na na
Nanana na nana na na na na na
Nanana na nana na na na na na na
Nanana na nana na na na na na
Nanana na nana na na na na na na
Nanana na nana na na na na na...
Sound Chaser
Faster moments spent spread tales of change within the sound
Counting form through rhythm electric freedom
Moves to counter-balance stars expound our conscience
All to know and see the look in your eyes
Passing time will reach as nature relays to set the scene
New encounters spark a true fruition
Guiding lines we touch them, our bodies balance out the waves
As we accelerate our days to the look in your eyes
From the moment I reached out to hold, I felt a sound
And what touches our soul slowly moves as touch rebounds
And to know that tempo will continue
Lost in trance of dances as rhythm takes another turn
As is my want, I only reach to look in your eyes
quinta-feira, 4 de fevereiro de 2010
terça-feira, 2 de fevereiro de 2010
Moondog
Morador de um lugar sujo da cidade
Aparenta um pouco velho prá sua pouca idade
Não tá nem ai prá sua reputação
Trabalha prá uma pesada e podre organização
Part time, polícia civil
De suas mortes ninguém sabe, ninguém viu
Sua mentira tem um tanto de verdade
Sua inocência é a mais pura maldade
Moondog, não faz isso não !
Mais um corpo estendido no chão
Moondog, não faz isso não !
Cicatrizes, estilete na mão
Seu dinheiro vale sua amizade
Falsidade ! Sua mais nobre qualidade
Suas paixões são um tanto violentas
Na porrada seu ego alimenta
Moondog...
Madrugada, sai de casa
É triturado por um trem da Fepasa
Seus uivos continuam prá lua
Já que essa alma não é mais sua
It's A Long Way To The Top - Live
Composição: Angus Young / Bon Scott
Ridin' down the highway
Goin' to a show
Stop in all the byways
Playin' rock 'n' roll
Gettin' robbed
Gettin' stoned
Gettin' beat up
Broken boned
Gettin' had
Gettin' took
I tell you folks
It's harder than it looks
It's a long way to the top
if you wanna rock 'n' roll
It's a long way to the top
if you wanna rock 'n' roll
If you think it's easy doin' one night stands
Try playin' in a rock roll band
It's a long way to the top if you wanna rock 'n' roll
Hotel motel
Make you wanna cry
Lady do the hard sell
Know the reason why
Gettin' old
Gettin' grey
Gettin' ripped off
Under-paid
Gettin' sold
Second hand
That's how it goes
Playin' in a band
It's a long way to the top
if you wanna rock 'n' roll
It's a long way to the top
if you wanna rock 'n' roll
If you wanna be a star of stage and screen
Look out it's rough and mean
It's a long way to the top
if you wanna rock 'n' roll
It's a long way to the top
if you wanna rock 'n' roll
It's a long way to the top
if you wanna rock 'n' roll
It's a long way to the top
if you wanna rock 'n' roll
Well it's a long way
It's a long way, you should've told me
It's a long way, such a long way