Afastar: Bom
Curtir: Muito Bom
Viver: Igual
Morrer: Igual
Chover: Muito Bom
Rua: Excelente
Noite: Excelente
Dia: Péssimo!
Curtir: Muito Bom
Viver: Igual
Morrer: Igual
Chover: Muito Bom
Rua: Excelente
Noite: Excelente
Dia: Péssimo!
Idas a Lisboa em aventuras muito pouco planeadas podem impedir-nos de ver a totalidade dos concertos agendados, mas deixa um sabor a noite, a música e a amizade inigualável.
Dieta: 1 pacote de bolachas, cerveja e cigarros.
Sabores e cheiros de Lisboa numa calma fervorosa de um anoitecer fantástico que faz esquecer a velocidade e imundice de um dia de trabalho normal e revela uma outra velocidade e imundice bem mais escura e, por vezes, menos letal - o adormecer da metrópole.
São tempos de afastamento em que as coisas acontecem mesmo sem nos apercebermos, perdemos tudo num segundo, ganhamos tudo noutro umas semanas depois, tudo isto pra voltar a perder de certeza.
Monster Magnet / Supercruel:
|" Breathin' hard when you swim in the mirror
Breathin' fire like a rich girl should
Come alive in the back of my trailer
Come alive when your carvin' my wood
Super cruel hot shit baby
You've never been treated right
Super cruel, TV's garbage
Shut your eyes real tight
Cry for your mother, sing for your brothers in hell
Drink from the specimen in my cup
Pray for the daddy who smacks you up "|
Powertrip:
São tempos de afastamento em que as coisas acontecem mesmo sem nos apercebermos, perdemos tudo num segundo, ganhamos tudo noutro umas semanas depois, tudo isto pra voltar a perder de certeza.
Ohhh... life sucks and blackmemories&cigarrettes lives!! =)
Monster Magnet / Supercruel:
|" Breathin' hard when you swim in the mirror
Breathin' fire like a rich girl should
Come alive in the back of my trailer
Come alive when your carvin' my wood
Super cruel hot shit baby
You've never been treated right
Super cruel, TV's garbage
Shut your eyes real tight
Cry for your mother, sing for your brothers in hell
Drink from the specimen in my cup
Pray for the daddy who smacks you up "|
Powertrip:
|" Whos gonna teach you how to dance?
Whos gonna show you how to fly?
Whos gonna call you on the lame-dope-smoking,
Slackin little sucker you are?
Whos gonna get you from behind?
Whos gonna ring your little bell?
Whos gonna con you into buying a television set revolution they sell?
When are you gonna blow the game?
When are you gonna blow the screen?
When will you tell them that the crap doesnt last
And you found a way to make your own dreams
The crap doesnt last and you found a way to make yourself scream
Well I died a million times
And I picked my culture well
And I built myself a gate
They can all now go to hell
Im never gonna work another day in my life
The gods told me to relax
They said Im gonna be fixed up right
Im never gonna work another day in my life
Im way too busy powertripping
But Im gonna shed you some light
Get down! "|
Many many thanks for the rainny days.
Whos gonna show you how to fly?
Whos gonna call you on the lame-dope-smoking,
Slackin little sucker you are?
Whos gonna get you from behind?
Whos gonna ring your little bell?
Whos gonna con you into buying a television set revolution they sell?
When are you gonna blow the game?
When are you gonna blow the screen?
When will you tell them that the crap doesnt last
And you found a way to make your own dreams
The crap doesnt last and you found a way to make yourself scream
Well I died a million times
And I picked my culture well
And I built myself a gate
They can all now go to hell
Im never gonna work another day in my life
The gods told me to relax
They said Im gonna be fixed up right
Im never gonna work another day in my life
Im way too busy powertripping
But Im gonna shed you some light
Get down! "|
Many many thanks for the rainny days.
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sinto saudades tuas... bjs ***
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