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Do this anymore
Just because I won't do this anymore... rs
Left on an east-bound train,
Gone first thing this morning,
Why is what's best for you,
Always the worst thing for me.
When am I gonna learn,
Why, cause I'm tired of hating,
When will it be your turn,
Why, cause I'm tired of waiting.
No, I don't,
No, I don't,
No, I don't.
Well, no, I don't find faith in your false feelings,
Not fooled by your misleadings,
Won't buy this line you're selling,
Tired of this lie you're telling.
I won't,
But I don't,
But I won't do this anymore,
I won't,
I don't,
But I won't do this anymore, whoa,
Whoa-oh, oh.
She says I'm only telling half of it,
That's probably cause there's only half worth telling,
And every time I try to laugh it off,
That's when you turn around, wind up yelling.
When am I gonna learn,
Why, cause I'm tired of hating,
When will it be your turn,
Why, cause I'm tired of waiting.
No, I don't,
No, I don't,
No, I don't.
No, I don't find faith in your false feelings,
Not fooled by your misleadings,
Won't buy this line you're selling,
Tired of this lie you're telling.
I won't,
But I don't,
But I won't do this anymore,
I won't,
I don't,
But I won't do this anymore, whoa,
Whoa-oh, oh,
Yeah-ah, yeah.
She says I'm only telling half of it,
That's probably cause there's only half worth telling,
And every time I try to laugh it off,
That's when you turn around, wind up yelling.
When am I gonna learn,
Why, cause I'm tired of hating,
When will it be your turn,
Why, cause I'm tired of waiting.
No, I don't,
No, I don't,
No, I don't.
No, I don't find faith in your false feelings,
Not fooled by your misleadings,
Won't buy this line you're selling,
Tired of this lie you're telling.
I won't,
I don't,
I won't do this anymore,
I won't,
I don't,
I won't do this anymore, whoa,
Whoa-oh, oh,
Yeah, argh,
Argh-argh-argh, yeah-yeah,
Yeah, argh.
Left on an east-bound train,
Gone first thing this morning,
Why is what's best for you,
Always the worst thing for me.
When am I gonna learn,
Why, cause I'm tired of hating,
When will it be your turn,
Why, cause I'm tired of waiting.
No, I don't,
No, I don't,
No, I don't.
Well, no, I don't find faith in your false feelings,
Not fooled by your misleadings,
Won't buy this line you're selling,
Tired of this lie you're telling.
I won't,
But I don't,
But I won't do this anymore,
I won't,
I don't,
But I won't do this anymore, whoa,
Whoa-oh, oh.
She says I'm only telling half of it,
That's probably cause there's only half worth telling,
And every time I try to laugh it off,
That's when you turn around, wind up yelling.
When am I gonna learn,
Why, cause I'm tired of hating,
When will it be your turn,
Why, cause I'm tired of waiting.
No, I don't,
No, I don't,
No, I don't.
No, I don't find faith in your false feelings,
Not fooled by your misleadings,
Won't buy this line you're selling,
Tired of this lie you're telling.
I won't,
But I don't,
But I won't do this anymore,
I won't,
I don't,
But I won't do this anymore, whoa,
Whoa-oh, oh,
Yeah-ah, yeah.
She says I'm only telling half of it,
That's probably cause there's only half worth telling,
And every time I try to laugh it off,
That's when you turn around, wind up yelling.
When am I gonna learn,
Why, cause I'm tired of hating,
When will it be your turn,
Why, cause I'm tired of waiting.
No, I don't,
No, I don't,
No, I don't.
No, I don't find faith in your false feelings,
Not fooled by your misleadings,
Won't buy this line you're selling,
Tired of this lie you're telling.
I won't,
I don't,
I won't do this anymore,
I won't,
I don't,
I won't do this anymore, whoa,
Whoa-oh, oh,
Yeah, argh,
Argh-argh-argh, yeah-yeah,
Yeah, argh.
BRUCE SPRINGSTEEN
SIM, ELE É O MESTRE... SIM, ELE É UM DEUS! rsrs
House got too crowded clothes got too tight
And I don't know just where I'm going tonight
Out where the sky's been cleared by a good hard rain
There's somebody callin' my secret name
I'm going down to Lucky Town
Going down to Lucky Town
I wanna lose these blues I've found
Down in Lucky Town
Down in Lucky Town
Had a coat of fine leather and snakeskin boots
But that coat always had a tread hangin' loose
Well I pulled it one night and to my surprise
It led me right past your house and on over the rise
I'm going down to Lucky Town
Down to Lucky Town
I'm gonna lose these blues I've found
Down in Lucky Town
Down in Lucky Town
I had some victory that was just failure in deceit
Now the joke's comin' up through the soles of my feet
I been a long time walking on fortune's cane
Tonight I'm steppin' lightly and feelin' no pain
Well here's to your good looks baby now here's to my health
Here's to the loaded places that we take ourselves
When it comes to luck you make your own
Tonight I got dirt on my hands but I'm building me a new home
Down in Lucky Town
Down in Lucky Town
I'm gonna lose these blues I've found
Down in Lucky Town
House got too crowded clothes got too tight
And I don't know just where I'm going tonight
Out where the sky's been cleared by a good hard rain
There's somebody callin' my secret name
I'm going down to Lucky Town
Going down to Lucky Town
I wanna lose these blues I've found
Down in Lucky Town
Down in Lucky Town
Had a coat of fine leather and snakeskin boots
But that coat always had a tread hangin' loose
Well I pulled it one night and to my surprise
It led me right past your house and on over the rise
I'm going down to Lucky Town
Down to Lucky Town
I'm gonna lose these blues I've found
Down in Lucky Town
Down in Lucky Town
I had some victory that was just failure in deceit
Now the joke's comin' up through the soles of my feet
I been a long time walking on fortune's cane
Tonight I'm steppin' lightly and feelin' no pain
Well here's to your good looks baby now here's to my health
Here's to the loaded places that we take ourselves
When it comes to luck you make your own
Tonight I got dirt on my hands but I'm building me a new home
Down in Lucky Town
Down in Lucky Town
I'm gonna lose these blues I've found
Down in Lucky Town
HURT
MÚSICA TRISTE, MAS MUITO PROFUNDA. ADORO
I hurt myself today
to see if i still feel.
I focus on the pain,
the only thing thats real.
The needle tears a hole;
the old familiar sting,
try to kill it all away,
but I remember everything.
what have I become,
my sweetest friend?
Everyone I know,
goes away in the end,
and you could have it all:
my empire of dirt,
I will let you down,
I will make you hurt.
I wear this crown of thorns
upon my liars chair:
full of broken thoughts,
I cannot repair.
Beneath the stains of time,
the feelings dissapear.
You are someone else,
I am still right here.
What have I become,
my sweetest friend?
Everyone I know,
goes away in the end,
and you could have it all:
my empire of dirt.
I will let you down,
I will make you hurt.
If I could start again,
a million miles away,
I will keep myself,
I would find a way.
I hurt myself today
to see if i still feel.
I focus on the pain,
the only thing thats real.
The needle tears a hole;
the old familiar sting,
try to kill it all away,
but I remember everything.
what have I become,
my sweetest friend?
Everyone I know,
goes away in the end,
and you could have it all:
my empire of dirt,
I will let you down,
I will make you hurt.
I wear this crown of thorns
upon my liars chair:
full of broken thoughts,
I cannot repair.
Beneath the stains of time,
the feelings dissapear.
You are someone else,
I am still right here.
What have I become,
my sweetest friend?
Everyone I know,
goes away in the end,
and you could have it all:
my empire of dirt.
I will let you down,
I will make you hurt.
If I could start again,
a million miles away,
I will keep myself,
I would find a way.
LIFE ON MARS
Música maravilhosa do grande David Bowie
It's a god-awful small affair
To the girl with the mousy hair
But her mummy is yelling "No"
And her daddy has told her to go
But her friend is nowhere to be seen
Now she walks through her sunken dream
To the seat with the clearest view
And she's hooked to the silver screen
But the film is a saddening bore
For she's lived it ten times or more
She could spit in the eyes of fools
As they ask her to focus on
Sailors fighting in the dance hall
Oh man! Look at those cavemen go
It's the freakiest show
Take a look at the Lawman
Beating up the wrong guy
Oh man! Wonder if he'll ever know
He's in the best selling show
Is there life on Mars?
It's on Amerika's tortured brow
That Mickey Mouse has grown up a cow
Now the workers have struck for fame
'Cause Lennon's on sale again
See the mice in their million hordes
From Ibeza to the Norfolk Broads
Rule Britannia is out of bounds
To my mother, my dog, and clowns
But the film is a saddening bore
'Cause I wrote it ten times or more
It's about to be writ again
As I ask you to focus on
Sailors fighting in the dance hall
Oh man! Look at those cavemen go
It's the freakiest show
Take a look at the Lawman
Beating up the wrong guy
Oh man! Wonder if he'll ever know
He's in the best selling show
Is there life on Mars?
It's a god-awful small affair
To the girl with the mousy hair
But her mummy is yelling "No"
And her daddy has told her to go
But her friend is nowhere to be seen
Now she walks through her sunken dream
To the seat with the clearest view
And she's hooked to the silver screen
But the film is a saddening bore
For she's lived it ten times or more
She could spit in the eyes of fools
As they ask her to focus on
Sailors fighting in the dance hall
Oh man! Look at those cavemen go
It's the freakiest show
Take a look at the Lawman
Beating up the wrong guy
Oh man! Wonder if he'll ever know
He's in the best selling show
Is there life on Mars?
It's on Amerika's tortured brow
That Mickey Mouse has grown up a cow
Now the workers have struck for fame
'Cause Lennon's on sale again
See the mice in their million hordes
From Ibeza to the Norfolk Broads
Rule Britannia is out of bounds
To my mother, my dog, and clowns
But the film is a saddening bore
'Cause I wrote it ten times or more
It's about to be writ again
As I ask you to focus on
Sailors fighting in the dance hall
Oh man! Look at those cavemen go
It's the freakiest show
Take a look at the Lawman
Beating up the wrong guy
Oh man! Wonder if he'll ever know
He's in the best selling show
Is there life on Mars?
HAIRSPRAY
Um ótimo filme... leve, divertido e engraçado... as músicas são contagiantes e o John Travolta travestido de mulher obesa é hilário! Adorei!!
Taking you home
Musica linda!!!!
I had a good life
before you came
I had my friends and my freedom
I had my name
Still there was sorrow and emptyness
till you made me glad
oh and this love
i found strength
never knew i had
And this love
Is like nothing i have ever known
Take my hand
Im taking you home
Taking you home
There were days, lonely days
When the world
Wouldnt throw me a crumb
But i kept on believin
That this day would come
And this love
Is like nothig like i have ever known baby
Take my hand
Im takin you home
Im taking you home
Where we can be with the ones who really care
Home
Where we can grow old together
Keep you in my heart forever
Oh and this love
Is like nothing i have ever known
Take my hand
Taking you home
Taking you home
Yes I am
I had a good life
before you came
I had my friends and my freedom
I had my name
Still there was sorrow and emptyness
till you made me glad
oh and this love
i found strength
never knew i had
And this love
Is like nothing i have ever known
Take my hand
Im taking you home
Taking you home
There were days, lonely days
When the world
Wouldnt throw me a crumb
But i kept on believin
That this day would come
And this love
Is like nothig like i have ever known baby
Take my hand
Im takin you home
Im taking you home
Where we can be with the ones who really care
Home
Where we can grow old together
Keep you in my heart forever
Oh and this love
Is like nothing i have ever known
Take my hand
Taking you home
Taking you home
Yes I am
Ultimo episódio de ER
É, E.R. acabou... Tá certo, já estava na hora... a série caiu muito em qualidade, fazia tempo que não assistia os episódios, não conhecia mais os personagens, o lugar... era um seriado novo e ruim... Mas eu praticamente cresci vendo esse seriado... Seus personagens eram meus amigos, companheiros... não podia ficar no esquecimento
Qdo fiquei sabendo que esta seria a ultima temporada e ainda que seria repleta de participações dos velhos e queridos personagens, voltei a acompanhar... e qual a minha surpresa? Foi maravilhoso! Episódios tocantes, cheios de referências, contando com a presença daqueles personagens que aprendi a amar ao longo desses 15 anos... Como foi bom poder ver o Dr. Ross e a sua amada Carol Hathaway... Q liçao de humildade o George Clooney passou... mostrou a verdadeira gratidão que ele tem com esse personagem que o lançou ao estrelado... Que coisa maravilhosa ver novamente o Dr. Greene andando pelos corredores do County... Muito bom rever a Susan, a Kerry, a Corday (q está sempre linda e radiante), Carter (teve uma época em que eu era verdadeiramente apaixonada por ele...) o Benton (mais humano, mais doce)... é tão lindo ver a amizade que une Carter e Benton... é mais do que uma relaçao de mentor e aprendiz... é amizade pura, simples...
O último episódio foi simples... cheio de casos no ER, jovens médicos chegando, os antigos aparecendo para dizer um oi... Mas o que foi mais marcante foi a última cena... o Carter pronto para atender aqueles pacientes do grave acidente, lembrando de quantos e quantos ele já tinha vivenciado... e por fim, chamando Dr. Greene... a filha de Mark... aquela q estava estragada, cheia de problemas... aquela que na lista de Mark, pouco antes de morrer, queria consertar... Isso me deixou feliz... Mark atingiu seu objetivo... ele consertou a Rachel... ela se tornou uma mulher... linda, responsavel, médica... E ela seguirá o pai... Do mesmo jeito que Mark jogou a bola pra Carter, ele fará o mesmo com Rachel... em algum tempo ela dará o tom... e o County vai continuar a existir, a curar, a ajudar... não veremos mais nenhum episodio, mas ele continuará vivo nas nossas lembranças e na nossa imaginação.
