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Panic At The Disco!Do You Know What I'm Seeing?Clouds are marching alongSinging a song, just like they doIf the clouds were singing a songI'd sing along, wouldn't you too?If you just knewWhat they could doOh, if you just knewWhat would they doAnd if the birds are just hollow wordsFlying alongSinging a songWhat would they doIf they just knewWhat they could doOh if they just knewI know its sad that I never gave a damn about the weatherAnd it never gave a damn about meI know its sad that I never gave a damn about the weatherAnd it never gave a damn about meNo, it never gave a damn about meI know its mad but if I go to hell will you come with me or just leaveI know its mad but if the world were ending would you kiss me or just leave meJust leave meClouds are singing a song, marching alongJust like they doIf the clouds were playing a songI'd play along wouldn't you toIf you just knewWhat they could doOh if you just knewWhat would they doAnd if words are just hollow the birds flying alongSinging a songWhat would they doIf they just knewWhat we could doOh if they just knewI know its sad that I never gave a damn about the weatherAnd it never gave a damn about meI know its sad that I never gave a damn about the weatherAnd it never gave a damn about meNo, it never gave a damn about meI know its mad but if I go to hell will you come with me or just leaveI know its mad but if the world were ending would you kiss me or just leave meJust leave meI know its sad that I never gave a damn about the weatherAnd it never gave a damn about meI know its sad that I never gave a damn about the weatherAnd it never gave a damn about meI know its sad that I never gave a damn about the weatherAnd it never gave a damn about meI know its sad that I never gave a damn about the weatherAnd it never gave a damn about meNo, it never gave a damn about me
Green DayWake Me Up When September EndsSummer has come and passedThe innocent can never lastWake me up when september endsLike my father's come to passSeven years has gone so fastWake me up when september endsHere comes the rain againFalling from the starsDrenched in my pain againBecoming who we areAs my memory restsBut never forgets what I lostWake me up when september endsSummer has come and passedThe innocent can never lastWake me up when september endsRing out the bells againLike we did when spring beganWake me up when september endsHere comes the rain againFalling from the starsDrenched in my pain againBecoming who we areAs my memory restsBut never forgets what I lostWake me up when september endsSummer has come and passedThe innocent can never lastWake me up when september endsLike my father's come to passTwenty years has gone so fastWake me up when september endsWake me up when september endsWake me up when september ends
Jorge Ben JorW/Brasil (Chama O Síndico)Alô, Alô W o BrasilAlô, Alô W o Brasil...Jacarezinho! Avião!Jacarezinho! Avião!Cuidado com o disco voadorTira essa escada daíEssa escada é prá ficarAqui foraEu vou chamar o síndicoTim Maia! Tim Maia!Tim Maia! Tim Maia!...O trem corre no trilhoDa Central do BrasilO trem corre no trilhoDa Central do Brasil..Incluindo paixão antigaE aquele beijo quenteQue eu ganhei da sua amigaE o que é que deu?Funk na cabeçaE o que é que deu?Funk na cabeça...Alô, Alô W o BrasilAlô, Alô W o Brasil...Jacarezinho! Avião!Jacarezinho! Avião!Cuidado com o disco voadorTira essa escada daíEssa escada é prá ficarAqui foraEu vou chamar o síndicoTim Maia! Tim Maia!Tim Maia! Tim Maia!...E o que é que deu?Funk na cabeçaE o que é que deu?Funk na cabeçaDeu no New York TimeFernando, o BeloNão sabe se vaiParticiparDo próximo campeonatoDe surf ferroviário...Surfista de tremSurfista de tremDeu no New York TimeA Feira de AcariÉ um sucesso...Tem de tudoÉ um mistérioDeu no New York TimesDizem que Cabral 1Descobriu a filialDizem que Cabral 2Tentou e se deu malDizem que Cabral 1Descobriu a filialDizem que Cabral 2Tentou e se deu mal...Amor! Dor! Dor!Lá da rampa mandaram avisarQue todo dinheiro será devolvidoQuando setembro chegarNum envelope azul indigoNum envelope azul indigoChama o síndico,Tim Maia! Tim Maia!Tim Maia! Tim Maia!...Alô, Alô W o BrasilAlô, Alô W o Brasil...Da Central passandoPela MangueiraDando uma volta na PavunaE chegando em MadureiraÉ lá!Que o samba rola de primeiraÉ lá!Que o samba rola de primeira...Alô, Alô tia LéiaSe tiver ventando muitoNão venha de helicópteroAlô, Alô tia LéiaSe tiver ventando muitoNão venha de helicóptero...Alô Alô, W o BrasilAlô Alô, W o Brasil...-Alô telefonistaMe desperte às 7:15 por favorRádio táxi 9 e meiaSenão o bicho pegaEu também quero gravesMédios e agudos...Eu vou chamar:Jacarezinho! Avião!Jacarezinho! Avião!Cuidado com o disco voadorTira essa escada daíEssa escada é prá ficarAqui foraEu vou chamar o síndicoTim Maia! Tim Maia!Tim Maia! Tim Maia!Tim Maia!...
Nenhum de NósO Astronauta de MármoreA lua inteira agoraÉ um manto negroO fim das vozes no meu rádioSão quatro ciclosNo escuro deserto do céu...Quero um machadoPrá quebrar o geloQuero acordarDo sonho agora mesmoQuero uma chanceDe tentar viver sem dor...Sempre estar láE ver ele voltarNão era mais o mesmoMas estava em seu lugar...Sempre estar láE ver ele voltarO tolo teme a noiteComo a noiteVai temer o fogo...Vou chorar sem medoVou lembrar do tempoDe onde eu via o mundo azul...Hum! Hum! Hum Hum! Hum!...A trajetóriaEscapa o risco núAs nuvens queimam o céuNariz azulDesculpe estranhoEu voltei mais puro do céu...A lua o lado escuroÉ sempre igualNo espaço a solidãoÉ tão normalDesculpe estranhoEu voltei mais puro do céu...Sempre estar láE ver ele voltarNão era mais o mesmoMas estava em seu lugar...Sempre estar láE ver ele voltarO tolo teme a noiteComo a noiteVai temer o fogo...Vou chorar sem medoVou lembrar do tempoDe onde eu via o mundo azul...Estar lá!E ver ele voltarNão era mais o mesmoMas estava em seu lugarSei que estar láE ver ele voltarO tolo teme a noiteComo a noiteVai temer o fogo...Vou chorar sem medoVou lembrar do tempoDe onde eu via o mundo azul...
Foo FightersCold Day in The SunTook the high dive into your brainAnd you made your lonely callsYou just might wear your welcome outIf you don’t let it goThere's nothing that you couldn't sayCus you've said it all beforeI think it's time you walked this lonely road all on your ownIt's your cold day in the sunLooks like you're bleeding heartHas already wonI wish I could take it awayAnd save you from yourselfYou get so lost inside your head like no one elseAre you looking for someone to blame?Did you blame me all along?You'll take the heat, but you would never take the fallIt's your cold day in the sunLooks like you're bleeding heartHas already wonYou're so afraidThat you are the only oneThat you are the only oneYou knowDon't be afraidCuz you're not the only oneYou're not the only oneI knowIt's your cold day in the sunLooks like you're bleeding heartHas already wonIt's your cold day in the sunLooks like you're bleeding heartHas already won
Red Hot Chili PeppersCalifornicationPsychic spies from ChinaTry to steal your mind's elationLittle girls from SwedenDream of silver screen quotationsAnd if you want these kind of dreamsIt's CalifornicationIt's the edge of the worldAnd all of western civilizationThe sun may rise in the EastAt least it settles in the final locationIt's understood that Hollywoodsells CalifornicationPay your surgeon very wellTo break the spell of agingCelebrity skin is this your chinOr is that war your wagingFirst born unicornHard core soft pornDream of CalifornicationDream of CalifornicationMarry me girl be my fairy to the worldBe my very own constellationA teenage bride with a baby insideGetting high on informationAnd buy me a star on the boulevardIt's CalifornicationSpace may be the final frontierBut it's made in a Hollywood basementCobain can you hear the spheresSinging songs off station to stationAnd Alderaan's not far awayIt's CalifornicationBorn and raised by those who praiseControl of population, everybody's been there andI don't mean on vacationFirst born unicornHard core soft pornDream of CalifornicationDream of CalifornicationDream of CalifornicationDream of CalifornicationDestruction leads to a very rough roadBut it also breeds creationAnd earthquakes are to a girl's guitarThey're just another good vibrationAnd tidal waves couldn't save the worldFrom CalifornicationPay your surgeon very wellTo break the spell of agingSicker than the restThere is no testBut this is what you're cravingFirst born unicornHard core soft pornDream of CalifornicationDream of CalifornicationDream of CalifornicationDream of Californication
ColdplayViva La VidaI used to rule the worldSeas would rise when I gave the wordNow in the morning and I sleep aloneSweep the streets I used to ownI used to roll the diceFeel the fear in my enemy's eyesListen as the crowd would sing"Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!"One minute I held the keyNext the walls were closed on meAnd I discovered that my castles standUpon pillars of salt and pillars of sandI hear Jerusalem bells are ringingRoman Cavalry choirs is singingBe my mirror, my sword and shieldMy missionaries in a foreign fieldFor some reason I can't explainOnce you go there was neverNever an honest wordThat was when I ruled the worldIt was the wicked and wild windBlew down the doors to let me inShattered windows and the sound of drumsPeople couldn't believe what I'd becomeRevolutionaries waitFor my head on a silver plateJust a puppet on a lonely stringOh who would ever want to be king?I hear Jerusalem bells are ringingRoman Cavalry choirs are singingBe my mirror, my sword and shieldMy missionaries in a foreign fieldFor some reason I can't explainI know Saint Peter won't call my nameNever an honest wordBut that was when I ruled the worldOh, oh, oh, oh, ohHear Jerusalem bells are ringingRoman Cavalry choirs are singingBe my mirror, my sword and shieldMy missionaries in a foreign fieldFor some reason I can't explainI know Saint Peter won't call my nameNever an honest wordBut that was when I ruled the world...
LS JackV.I.B.E. (Vibrações Inteligentes Beneficiando A Existência)O Sol já raiou escuta irmão eu vou partindoPro trem da vida eu vou seguindoExistem vozes que eu preciso escutar V.I.B.E. V.I.B.E.
As diferenças continuam existindoEu vou lutar, é to conseguindoExistem vozes que te ajudam a suportar V.I.B.E., V.I.B.E.
E nos momentos que me sinto malA escuridão consome todo o astralMe deixe então sintonizar V.I.B.E. V.I.B.E.
E nos momentos que te vejo downEu me desdobro pra voltar ao normalPra tudo enfim ficar tão bem V.I.B.E., V.I.B.E.
Na cidade luzLevitar, sentir vocêSobre o mar azulTe levar de vez
Por todo lado a energia manifestaÉ se ligar, é mas tenha pressaEscute as vozes que te mostram o lugar V.I.B.E, V.I.B.E.
Se você acha que tudo isso é coincidênciaQue não foi provado pela ciênciaEscute as vozes que ninguém pode calar V.I.B.E. V.I.B.E
Kings Of LeonCalifornia WaitingLittle Mona Lisa laying by my side"Crimson and Clover" pullin' overtimeI Fell too close to be losin' touchBy givin' in, what am I givin' upAm I losin' way too muchHeyCalifornia waitingEvery little thing's gotta be just rightSayWhile you're tryin' to save meCan't I get back my lonely lifeI'm goin' so fast that I can't slow downIt's hard to get up when you're spinnin' round and roundI'd tell you the news but nothin's changedI'd sing you a song but they blew it awayAll wrapped up in this stupid ass gameHeyCalifornia waitingEvery little thing's gotta be just rightSayWhile you're tryin' to save meCan't I get back my lonely lifeCan't I get back my lonely life
Pouca VogalPra Quem Gosta de NósFormataram a mentira, deram nome, nicknameSem a senha, só em sonho, impossível acessarPra quem gosta de nós é um prato cheioLenço no pescoço, laço no rodeio pra quem gosta de nósMapearam o genoma, o acaso vai dançarSem a senha nem em sonho, impossível disfarçarPra quem gosta de nós é um prato cheioVela vai veloz vamos sem receio pra quem gosta de nósAsfaltaram os caminhos que voltam ao mesmo lugarSem a senha só em sonho, impossível avançarPra quem gosta de nós é um prato cheioTudo amarrado, caminho do meio pra quem gosta de nósPra quem gosta de nós é um prato cheioCorda no pescoço, vamos sem rodeioPra quem gosta de nós é um prato cheioVento vai veloz, vamos sem receioTudo amarrado, caminho do meioPra quem gosta de nós é um prato cheio...
