Jim Croce - I Got a Name (1973)

Like the pine trees linin' the windin' road
I've got a name, I've got a name
Like the singin' bird and the croakin' toad
I've got a name, I've got a name
And I carry it with me like my daddy did
But I'm livin' the dream that he kept hid
Movin' me down the highway
Rollin' me down the highway
Movin' ahead so life won't pass me by

Like the north wind whistlin' down the sky
I've got a song, I've got a song
Like the whippoorwill and the baby's cry
I've got a song, I've got a song
And I carry it with me and I sing it loud
If it gets me nowhere, I'll go there proud
Movin' me down the highway
Rollin' me down the highway
Movin' ahead so life won't pass me by

And I'm gonna go there free
Like the fool I am and I'll always be
I've got a dream, I've got a dream
They can change their minds but they can't change me
I've got a dream, I've got a dream
Oh, I know I could share it if you want me to
If you're going my way, I'll go with you
Movin' me down the highway
Rollin' me down the highway
Movin' ahead so life won't pass me by

Ted Nugent - Crave

A simple life, I will not have
It doesn't satisfy me
I don't believe in the status quo
It kinda leaves me beak,
A mountain high is what I climb,
I'll swim a river deep
So if you crave the time of your life,
Try to keep up with me, hey,
I'm gonna live I'm gonna fly
I'm gonna soar till the day I die,
And all the wings of a bird are prey,
Hey hey hey,
Your absolutely what I crave,
Look at me,
I got a smile on my face
You know it don't come cheap,
Sure I live the American dream,
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Go ahead and crucify me, yeah
I'm gonna live I'm gonna fly
I'm gonna soar till the day I die,
And all the wings of a bird are prey,
Hey hey hey,
Your absolutely what I crave,
Crave,
I'm gonna live I'm gonna fly
I'm gonna soar till the day I die,
And all the wings of a bird are prey,
Hey hey hey,
I'm gonna live I'm gonna fly
I'm gonna soar till the day I die,
And all the wings of a bird are prey,
Hey hey hey,
Your absolutely what I crave
Crave

If - Bread

If a picture paints a thousand words,
Then why can't I paint you?
The words will never show the you I've come to know.
If a face could launch a thousand ships,
Then where am I to go?
There's no one home but you,
You're all that's left me too.
And when my love for life is running dry,
You come and pour yourself on me.

If a man could be two places at one time,
I'd be with you.
Tomorrow and today, beside you all the way.
If the world should stop revolving spinning slowly down to die,
I'd spend the end with you.
And when the world was through,
Then one by one the stars would all go out,
Then you and I would simply fly away

O Peso - Não fique triste

Não fique triste,
Venha ser minha
Com seu melhor sorriso.
Não fique triste,
Pois eu lhe digo que
Felicidade até existe.
Não tenha medo
Se não há segredo entre nós.

Venha dos sonhos
De olhos risonhos
Venha quando ouvir minha voz

Não fique triste,
Venha ser minha
Com seu melhor sorriso.
Não fique triste,
Pois eu lhe digo que
Felicidade até existe.
Não tenha medo
Se não há segredo entre nós.

Venha dos sonhos
De olhos risonhos
Venha quando ouvir minha voz

Você como a noite
Eu espero lhe ver chegar
Nos teus braços quero ficar.
E sempre juntos
Iremos então passar
A ver a noite inteira chegar.
Não tenha medo
Se não há segredo entre nós

Venha dos sonhos
De olhos risonhos
Venha quando ouvir minha voz

Venha dos sonhos
De olhos risonhos
Venha quando ouvir minha voz.

A TRIBUTE FOR THE GREAT AND BRAVE NAZI GERMAN SOLDIERS!

É com este tipo de imagem e som, sedutores, que hordas de idiotas seguem um novo messias e se encantam com a possibilidade de um mundo de heroísmo, ordem e justiça. Faltaram no vídeo, imagens esqueléticas de seres humanos moribundos nos campos de concentração e no áudio, o grito e choro de mães e pais que foram separados de seus filhos ou desses gemendo de dor por os terem arrancados de suas vidas em direção a uma câmara de gás.

Lamentável que alguém reproduza isto em sua página pessoal sem pensar que sua família poderia estar neste mesmo lugar.

The World's Reaction to Landon Donovan's Game Winning Goal

Dokken - Breaking The Chains [Live 1982]

(Dokken, Lynch)

Sit there thinkin'
In your room
You feel the pressure
You're goin' crazy too
The walls around you
Closin' in
You need a change

Claustophobic
Feelin' scared
You need somebody
But no one seems to care
A one way ticket
A change of pace
You've had enough
Can't take no more

(Chorus 1)
Breaking the chains around you
Nobody else can bind you
Take a good look around you
Now you're breaking the chains

Got this letter
Came today
From my baby
Who left me yesterday
Said she loves
She'll come back
She wants to try

I won't let her
She'll be upset
I know it's better
Than somethin' I'll regret
She's been dishonest
And insincere
I lost my mind
Twenty times a year

(Chorus 2)
Breaking the chains around me
Nobody else can bind me
Take a good look around me
Now I'm breaking the chains

(Solo)

Woke up today
I'm alone
I look around
But baby you were gone
But I don't mind
And I don't worry
I will survive

I'm alone
Now that you're gone
Don't need nobody
To hold or tie me down
I broke the chains
So let me be
I've gotta be free

(Repeat Chorus 2)
(Repeat Chorus 2)

UFO - DOCTOR DOCTOR (Goiania/2010)

Show que eu queria muito ter visto com meus amigos em Goiânia. Fico feliz por eles, na próxima estarei por lá, em delírio.

The Four Horsemen - Tired Wings

I'm keeping a heater
I'm doing the best I can
Now I'm looking for something
You just wouldn't understand
With a devil in my heart
And a shotgun in my hand
You're gonna lose this man
I said, "You're gonna lose this man."

I'm living a high line
I got shadows on my tail
Sharper than an old jackknife
And poison like a rusty nail
Won't take "no" for an answer
I'm two steps ahead of the law
I count my friends on these four fingers
Who could ask for more?
I said, "Who could ask for more?"

Sometimes you gotta let your feelings show
Sometimes you gotta let the cold winds blow
Who's gonna pay the piper for the song he sings?
And who's gonna take some pitty on my lonely tired wings?

My tired wings, my tired wings
My tired wings, my tired wings
My tired wings, my tired wings
My tired wings, my tired wings
Kick it!

Life is such a lonely game
If you wanna play
The stakes are high and so am I
And sometimes, oh the devil pays
Blood is thicker than water, boy
And much deeper than your soul
You don't find out too much 'round here
It'll turn your heart to stone
Just turn your heart to stone!

Sometimes you gotta let your feelings show
Sometimes you gotta let the cold winds blow
Who's gonna pay the piper for the song he sings?
And who's gonna take some pity on my lonely tired wings?

Rush - Larger Bowl (From "Snakes and Arrows")

If we're so much the same like I always hear
Why such different fortunes and fates?
Some of us live in a cloud of fear
Some live behind iron gates

Why such different fortunes and fates?
Some are blessed and some are cursed
Some live behind iron gates
While others only see the worst

Some are blessed and some are cursed
The golden one or scarred from birth
While others only see the worst
Such a lot of pain on the earth

The golden one or scarred from birth
Somethings can never be changed
Such a lot of pain on this earth
It's somehow so badly arranged

Somethings can never be changed
Some reasons will never come clear
It's somehow so badly arranged
If we're so much the same like I always hear

Some are blessed and some are cursed
The golden one or scarred from birth
While others only see the worst
Such a lot of pain on the earth

Rush - Far Cry (From "Snakes and Arrows")

Composição: Geddy Lee / Alex Lifeson / Neil Peart

Pariah dogs and wandering madmen
Barking at strangers and speaking in tongues
The ebb and flow of tidal fortune
Electrical changes are charging up the young

It’s a far cry from the world we thought we'd inherit
It’s a far cry from the way we thought we'd share it
You can almost feel the current flowing
You can almost see the circuits blowing

One day I feel I'm on top of the world
And the next it's falling in on me
I can get back on
I can get back on
One day I feel I’m ahead of the wheel,
And the next it's rolling over me
I can get back on
I can get back on

Whirlwind life of faith and betrayal
Rise in anger, fall back, and repeat
Slow degrees on the dark horizon
Full moon rising lays silver at your feet

It’s a far cry from the world we thought we'd inherit
It’s a far cry from the way we thought we'd share it
You can almost feel the current flowing
You can almost see the circuits blowing

One day I feel I'm on top of the world
And the next it's falling in on me
I can get back on
I can get back on
One day I feel I'm ahead of the wheel,
And the next it's rolling over me
I can get back on
I can get back on

It’s a far cry from the world we thought we’d inherit
You can almost see the circle growing
You can almost feel the planets glowing

One day I feel I'm on top of the world
And the next it's falling in on me
I can get back on
I can get back on
One day I feel I'm ahead of the wheel,
And the next it's rolling over me
I can get back on
I can get back on

One day I fly through a crack in the sky
And the next it's falling in on me
I can get back on
I can get back on...

Manowar - Gloves Of Metal (Special Edition)

Hear the pounding army of the night
The call of metal summons us tonight.
And gather we on this site
To behold the power and the might.
We wear leather, we wear spikes, we rule the night.

Off with the lights, hear the screams
See the banging heads awaken to their dreams.
The sound of metal so loud it cracks the beams
Played by warriors called the Metal Kings.

A hero's welcome for those who heed the call.
We are together, we are all.
With hands high fists fill the air
Against the world we stand.
Hands high forever we'll be there.
Gloves of Metal rule tonight. Yea.

A hero's welcome for those who heed the call.
We are together, we are all.
With hands high fists fill the air
Against the world we stand.
Hands high forever we'll be there,
Gloves of Metal rule tonight.

Leather, Metal, Spikes and Chains
Gloves of Metal raised to show the brave.
Into the darkness march the armies of the night.
Bound by metal we live the fight.
We wear leather, we wear spikes, we rule the night
With hands high fists fill the air
Against the world we stand.
With hands high forever we'll be there,
Gloves of Metal rule tonight!

Acres Wild by Jethro Tull

I'll make love to you
in all good places
under black mountains
in open spaces.
By deep brown rivers
that slither darkly
through far marches
where the blue hare races.

Come with me to the Winged Isle ---
northern father's western child.
Where the dance of ages is playing still
through far marches of acres wild.

I'll make love to you
in narrow side streets
with shuttered windows,
crumbling chimneys.

Come with me to the weary town ---
discos silent under tiles
that slide from roof-tops, scatter softly
on concrete marches of acres wild.

By red bricks pointed
with cement fingers
Flaking damply from sagging shoulders.

Come with me to the Winged Isle ---
northern father's western child.
Where the dance of ages is playing still
through far marches of acres wild.

Van Der Graaf Generator - A Place To Survive

(Hammill)

It's easy to say, when you're so down,
that everything's pointless;
your eyes burn, your ears howl,
your limbs are disjointed.
Barren fields, the barren earth, never more will it flower.
Rub your face and your hands in the dirt:
now is the hour!
So stand straight, looking over your shoulder;
walk on, though you fear to arrive;
don't wait till you know that it's over,
be strong - it's your place to survive.

While the holocaust rages around you,
be the eye of the storm;
though the extent of disaster astounds you,
forearmed is forewarned.
You may have passed time in happier ways,
but there are other mountains to climb:
you've never lived as you're living today -
now is the time!
Stand straight, though your back breaks from trying,
walk on - even now you must strive.
Don't wait - while you're waiting, you're dying;
be strong, it's your place to survive.

The universe is doubtless
unfolding just exactly as it should
and these dreams of remorse or foreboding
just won't do you any good.
The joy, the passion, possessions you own,
the bitterness and the pain,

the end of everything you've ever known...
all these are ordained.
Stand straight looking into the future,
walk on - we've each got our own lives.
Don't wait for a guru or tutor,
be strong - it's your place to survive.
Stand straight, looking over your shoulder,
walk on: though it hurts, you're alive.
Don't wait...if you wait it's all over;
be strong - it's your right to survive.

Van Der Graaf Generator - When She Comes

Esta banda e esta música em particular foi a típica descoberta por acaso. Vinil que passou alguns anos sem que tivesse dado o seu devido valor para depois descobri-lo como uma grata surpresa.

Slow motion in the quiet of the room;
so potent is the smell of her perfume
that you think she's eternal,
that you think she is everything...
but no-one knows what she is.
Repentance for all you should have said;
her entrance seems to raise you from the dead
and you think she's really with you,
and you think that she'll always stay,
always ready to forgive you,
always ready to grant you her mercy
- but in her own way.
When she comes, she'll be a stranger;
struck dumb, you'll try to protest
as the drum beats out the danger...
too late, you should have noticed
that the lady with the skin so white,
like something out of Blake or Burne-Jones
always blocked out the light
and shadowed all you owned.

Still you think she's forever,
yesterday and tomorrow...
but no-one knows where she is.
Stillyou swear that you can win her
and your prayer is that she'll want you;
aware, once a saint, now you're a sinner
and your sins are going to haunt you
when the lady with her skin so white
like something out of Edgar Allen Poe
holds your hand so very tight
and you hope that she'll never let go.

Easy targets, easy crosswords, easy life:
these key margins leave you balanced on the knife,
bleeding darkly In the end it all comes down
to sleazy bargains.
That hidden key-you tried so hard to find it,
all you can conceive is the effort to be worthy.
Even now you need tobe reminded
that La Belle Dame is without mercy.
The lady with her skin so white
- you never did quite catch her name -
now she holds you in the night
and she'll never let go again,
she'll never let go again.

Show do ZZ Top

Sobre:

ZZ Top – Via Funchal – São Paulo (21/05)

Não consegui mais ler este otário. Há uma 3a fase, dos discos Antenna, Rhythmeen, XXX e Mescalero em que se volta a "blusar" mais e com muito hard. Nisso que dá críticos quererem entender de tudo sem se aprofundar. O show em PAlegre teve graves problemas de som por queda de tensão, mas a faixa etária de 30 pra cima mostrou quem gosta de ZZ Top. E a garotada que acompanhou pais ou foi sozinha soube curtir. 

Teve mais: La Grange que não poderia faltar, claro e o ponto máximo VIVA LAS VEGAS! Curtição total meu chapa! Saí de lá cantando até esta ilha.

ZZ Top - Viva Las Vegas

No último domingo, eu assisti ao show deles. Imperdível... Quem não foi, só lamente.

Bright light city gonna set my soul, gonna set my soul
on fire
There's a whole lot of money that's ready to burn
So get those stakes up higher.
There's a thousand pretty women just a-waitin out
there,
And they're all livin' devil-may-care.
I'm just the devil with a love to spare.
Viva Las Vegas.
Viva Las Vegas.

Spoken: Ah, thank-ya very much baby.

And how I wish that there were more
Than twenty-four hours in the day.
But even if there were forty more,
I wouldn't sleep a minute away.
Oh, there's blackjack and poker and a roulette wheel.
A fortune won and lost on every deal.
All you need's a strong heart and a nerve of steel.
Viva Las Vegas.
Viva Las Vegas.
Viva Las Vegas.
Viva Las Vegas.

Viva Las Vegas with your neon flashin',
And your one-armed bandits crashin'
All those hopes down the drain.
Viva Las Vegas turnin' day into nighttime,
Turn the night into daytime,
If you see it once, you'll never come home again.

I'm gonna keep on the run,
I'm gonna have me some fun,
If it costs me my very last dime.
If I wind up broke,
Then I'll always remember that I had a swingin' time.
I'm gonna give it everything I've got.
Lady Luck please let the dice stay hot.
Let me shoot a seven with every shot.
Viva Las Vegas.
Viva Las Vegas.
Viva Las Vegas.
Viva Las Vegas.
Viva, Viva.

Rush on Q TV

Rush Bastille Day live 1976

There's no bread, let them eat cake
There's no end to what they'll take
Flaunt the fruits of noble birth
Wash the salt into the earth

But they're marching to Bastille Day
La guillotine will claim her bloody prize
Free the dungeons of the innocent
The king will kneel and let his kingdom rise

Bloodstained velvet, dirty lace
Naked fear on every face
See them bow their heads to die
As we would bow as they rode by

And we're marching to Bastille Day
La guillotine will claim her bloody prize
Sing, oh choirs of cacophony
The king has kneeled, to let his kingdom rise

Lessons taught but never learned
All around us anger burns
Guide the future by the past
Long ago the mould was cast

For they marched up to Bastille Day
La guillotine claimed her bloody prize
Hear the echoes of the centuries
Power isn't all that money buys

Rush - La Villa Strangiato at Pinkpop 1979

Stray Live Performance of Suicide

Bromham

Put the gun to my head, but I could not pull the trigger
In a while I'll be dead, who would ever miss a nigger
The whites would all smile and say
Another one gone hip - hip hooray
Fire the gun - aim don't miss
End your life - death is bliss
See the sweat on my face, I must never reconsider
In a while I'll be dead, who would ever miss a nigger
The blacks they'd all stand and cry
Should have been a white that ought to die
Fire the gun - aim don't miss
End your life - death is bliss
Listen all, gather round, why don't we all reconsider
Live a life all as one
We will all forgive the sinner
Then we'll all live together
Black and white and green and yellow
Fire the gun - aim don't miss
End your life - death is bliss

Stray Dog Tramp (How It Is)

Dio - Man on the Silver Mountain (R.I.P Ronnie James Dio 16 de Mayo)

I'm a wheel, Im a wheel
I can roll, I can feel
And you can't stop me turning
Cause Im the sun, Im the sun
I can move, I can run
But you'll never stop me burning

* come down with fire
Lift my spirit higher
Someones screaming my name
Come and make me holy again
Im the man on the silver mountain
Im the man on the silver mountain

Im the day, Im the day
I can show you the way
And look Im right beside you
Im the night, Im the night
Im the dark and the light
With eyes that see inside you

* x 2

Just look at me and listen
Im the man, the man, give you my hand
Come down with fire
Lift my spirit higher
Im the man on the silver mountain
Im the man on the silver mountain
Im the night the light
The black and the white
The man on the silver mountain

Ronnie James Dio: vocalista morre aos 67 anos - Novidades (Notícia)

Boa parte da minha adolescência e maturidade foi embalada na voz deste exímio vocalista. Hoje sobrou um triste lamento que ecoa em minha memória e de amigos que, com certeza, estarão chorando por dentro enquanto lembram da força que tiveram por causa dele. Um tributo será pouco para retribuir o que ele nos proporcionou. Fique em paz e que teu caminho seja tão vívido quanto as melodias que nos trouxe.

>>Ronnie James Dio: vocalista morre aos 67 anos - Novidades (Notícia)

Bjørn Berge live - part 3

Bjørn Berge live - part 2

Ian Gillan-Gethsemane (I only want to say)

[JESUS]
Will no-one stay awake with me?
Peter? John? James?
Will none of you wait with me?
Peter? John? James?

I only want to say
If there is a way
Take this cup away from me for I don’t want to taste its poison
Feel it burn me, I have changed I’m not as sure
As when we started
Then I was inspired
Now I’m sad and tired
Listen surely I’ve exceeded expectations
Tried for three years seems like thirty
Could you ask as much from any other man?
But if I die
See the saga through and do the things you ask of me
Let them hate me hit me hurt me nail me to their tree
I’d wanna know I’d wanna know my God
I’d wanna know I’d wanna know my God
I’d wanna see I’d wanna see my God
I’d wanna see I’d wanna see my God
Why I should die
Would I be more noticed than I was ever before?
Would the things I’ve said and done matter any more?
I’d have to know I’d have to know my Lord
I’d have to know I’d have to know my Lord
I’d have to see I’d have to see my Lord
I’d have to see I’d have to see my Lord
If I die what will be my reward?
If I die what will be my reward?
I’d have to know I’d have to know my Lord
I’d have to know I’d have to know my Lord
Why should I die?
Why should I die?
Can you show me now that I would not be killed in vain?
Show me just a little of your omnipresent brain
Show me there’s a reason for your wanting me to die
You’re far too keen on where and how and not so hot on why
Alright I’ll die!
Just watch me die!
See how I die!
See how I die!

Then I was inspired
Now I’m sad and tired
After all I’ve tried for three years seems like ninety
Why then am I scared to finish what I started?
What you started - I didn’t start it
God thy will is hard
But you hold every card
I will drink your cup of poison, nail me to your cross and break me
Bleed me beat me kill me take me now before I change my mind

Jethro Tull - Boureé

Rostropovich plays Bach´s Bourree - Suite No 3

Bach: Bourree in e-minor