Para começar 2008, escolhi uma banda que gosto muito, e que li rumores de que talvez eles se reuniriam este ano para se apresentarem no festival Coachella, na California, e isso muito me empolgou, então acabei lendo mais a respeito da banda e procurando alguns videos para falar um pouco deles aqui, a banda de que estou falando é o Pulp.
O Pulp é uma banda inglesa liderada por Jarvis Cocker que teve inicio no final dos anos 70. Sua primeira apresentação foi em Julho de 1980 no Centro de Artes de Rotherham. Desde o início seu som era considerado algo entre "new wave" e "pos-punk". A banda teve várias mudanças de formação, e durante os 80's assinaram com um selo chamado "Fire Records" e lançaram varios singles com eles. Em 1987 lançaram um album, o Freaks, que foi gravado em uma semana sob pressão do selo. Levaram quase que um ano para lançar o que tinha sido gravado em uma semana, e no final das contas o disco não foi tão bem recebido. Nessa mesma época, Cocker caiu de uma janela tentando impressionar uma garota, acabou no hospital e passou algum tempo em cadeira de rodas. Tal fato o deu um intervalo interessante para pensar sobre sua vida e objetivos, e mais tarde então, com o "Freaks" sendo fracasso de vendas, o Pulp deu um tempo com a ida de Cocker para Londres estudar cinema. Foi questão de pouco tempo para o Pulp voltar com outra formação e gravar o "Separations", album que tambem teve o lançamento prorrogado cerca de um ano com divulgações para tentarem um melhor impacto no mercado. Durante esse periodo de "preparação" eles lançaram o single "My Legendary Girlfriend" que foi muito bem recebido e levou o Pulp agora para um patamar acima em questão de reconhecimento. Frustrados com o fato de "Separations" ainda não ter sido lançado, eles assinaram contrato com a Gift Records em 1992 e então o lançaram.
Algum tempo depois assinaram com a Island Records e a partir daí seus lançamentos tiveram alcance nacional e internacional. A midia estava voltando atenção ao "Britpop", para bandas como Suede e Blur, e em 1994 o Pulp fez uma turnê nos EUA. Em 1995 eles alcançaram o ponto mais alto da fama com o lançamento do single "Common People" e com a performance muito bem recebida no festival de Glastonbury. Depois de alguns outros varios hits, Cocker causou grande polemica ao invadir o palco durante uma apresentação do Michael Jackson no Brit Awards de 1996. De 97 a 2002 usufruiram e se desgastaram bastante com a fama até lançarem o "This is Hardcore", album que já não trazia mais tanta música "felizinha e dançante" como os outros e que já anunciava tal desgaste por tanta exposição. Foi em 2002 então que a banda lançou um "greatest hits" e anunciou que deixariam o selo que trabalhavam até então, "Island records", e que resolveram dar um tempo com a banda e toda aquela fama que os cercavam.
Mark Webber, Steve Mackey, Jarvis Cocker, Nick Banks e Candida Doyle.1- Babies
Um clipe quase que metalinguistico, já começa dizendo que "a promo video is simply an advertisement for a song", depois comenta sobre estrutura, estrutura da música, elementos como a luz, camera, ação, roteiro, tema, refrão, continuidade, cortes e etc...
A banda toca com roupas coloridas num ambiente branco, e paralelamente rola um pequeno enredo de duas mocinhas num quarto...
We listened to your sister when she came home from school
'cos she was two years older and she had boys in her room.
We listened outside and heard her.
Alright. Well that was alright for a while but soon I wanted more.
I want to see as well as hear and so I hid inside her wardrobe.
And she came round four and she was
with some kid called David from the garage up the road
I listened outside I heard her.
Alright. Oh I want to take you home.
I want to give you children. You might be my girlfriend, yeah.
When I saw you next day I really couldn't tell 'cos you might go and tell your mother.
And so you went with Neve and Neve was coming on
And I thought I heard you laughing when his Mum and Dad were gone.
I listened outside, I heard you. Alright. Oh I want to take you home...etc.
Well I guess it couldn't last too long.
I came home one day and all her things were gone, I fell asleep inside.
I never heard her come. And then she opened up her wardrobe and I had to get it on.
Oh, listen we were on the bed when you came home, I heard you stop outside the door.
I know you won't believe it's true, I only went with her 'cos she looks like you.
Oh I want to take you home...[etc.]"
Ela e o "how to live in style"...
caixinha de música com uma bailarina...
gato preto... chocolates, ovos, manteiga, vegetais, brocolis, ração para o gato, escada...
a banda e o moulin rouge,
escova de dentes,
maquiagem,
palco brilhoso,
apartamento de papel de parede florido em algo tipo laranja...
e a música excelente!
he's always sleeping
with your mother
and i know that your sister
missed her time again this month
Am I talking too fast?
Are you just playing dumb?
If you want I can write it down
It shouldn't matter to you,
'cause aren't you the one
with your razamataz and the nights on the town?
uh-uh-uh
Oh you knew it and you blew it,
didn't you babe
I was lying when i asked you to stay
and now no one's gonna care
if you don't call them when you said
and he's not coming 'round tonight
to try and talk you into bed
and all those stupid little things,
they ain't working
No, they ain't working anymore
You started getting fatter
three weeks after i left you
now you're going with some kid
looks like some fat comedian
Are you gonna go out,
or are you staying at home
eating boxes of milktray?
it shouldn't matter to you
'cause aren't you the one
with your razamataz and the nights on the town?
uh-uh-uh
Oh you knew it and you blew it,
didn't you babe
I was lying when i asked you to stay
and now no one's gonna care if
you don't call them when you said
and he's not coming 'round tonight
to try and talk you into bed
and all those stupid little things,
they ain't working
no they ain't working anymore"
3- Lipgloss
Vários cartazes, anuncinado interesses e características.
A banda num ambiente multicolorido cheio de entradas e saídas,
paralelamente uma mocinha na cama procurando o corte de cabelo que te agrade,
de pele branquinha branquinha e labios mais-que-vermelhos:
"Does this turn you on!?"
when all that you live on
is lipgloss and cigarettes
And scraps at the end of the day when
he's given the rest
to someone with long black hair
All those nights in, making such a mess of the bed
Oh you never ever want to go home
And he wants you so you may as well hang around for a while
call your Dad on the phone
He changed his mind last Monday
so you've got to leave by Sunday
yeah
You've lost your lipgloss Honey
Oh yeah
Now nothing you do
can turn him on
there's something wrong
You had it once
but now it's gone
And you feel such a fool
for laughing at bad jokes
and putting up with all of his friends
and kissing in public
What are they going to say
when they run into you again?
That your stomach looks bigger
and your hair is a mess
and your eyes are just holes in your face
And it rains every day and when it doesn't
the sun makes you feel worse anyway
He changed his mind last Monday
so you've got to leave by Sunday
yeah
You've lost your lipgloss Honey
Oh yeah
Now nothing you do
can turn him on
there's something wrong
You had it once
but now it's gone
Though you knew there was no way
it was going to last for ever
it still shook you
when he told you in a letter
that he didn't
want to see you
You nearly lost your mind
Oh yeah
You've lost your lipgloss Honey
Oh yeah
Now nothing you do
can turn him on
there's something wrong
You had it once
but now it's gone
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
ah-ah-ah-ah...
ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh...
Oh yeah"
4- Do You Remember The First Time?
Nesse clipe a camera vai fazendo espécies de 360º sob os ambientes,
e a cada vez que chega ao grau 0 ou 180, muda o ambiente, com ambientes aleatorios,
como se entrasse no chão e mostrasse o que estava acontecendo ali daquele lado de baixo...
mostrando episodios diferentes e paralelos... muito bacana!!!
'cos he's sitting on his own again this evening.
And I know you're gonna let him bore your pants off again.
Oh God, it's half past eight
you'll be late. Oh and you say you're not sure
though it makes good sense for you to live together.
Still you bought a toy to reach the places he never goes
and now it's getting late.
He's so straight.
Do you remember the first time?
I can't remember a worse time
but you know that we've changed so much since then,
oh yeah, we've grown.
Now I don't care what you're doing,
no I don't care if you screw him
just as long as you save a piece for me,
oh yeah now,
You say you've got to go home.
Well at least there's someone there that you can talk to
and you'll never have to face up to a night on your own.
Jesus, it must be great to be straight.
Do you remember the first time?"
5- Common People
O clipe começa numa danceteria multicolor,
até que aparece ela, que estudava escultra em St. Martin's College,
dizendo que queria viver como "common people"...
foram então para um supermercado...
mas achei aquele lugar nada comum...
diria um supermercado pop art...
cheio de produtos cor-de-rosa e amarelo escrito PULP...
e quando chegam ao refrão, falam das pessoas comuns, e as imagens ao fundo são de gente lavando a janela de casa, outro abrindo a janela ao lado e fugindo com a tv, crianças brincando, casais se beijando, pessoas estendendo roupas nas janelas e outros fatinhos corriqueiros...
quando volta com as pessoas na danceteria...
os movimentos vão, congelam e voltam... muito bom!!!
e a banda toca num palco tipo pista de dança, com chão quadriculado, e muito bem iluminado!
rola até uma briga na danceteria antes das pessoas começarem a bater palmas e fazerem dancinhas sincronizadas!!!
"She came from Greece she had a thirst for knowledge
she studied sculpture at St Martin's college
that's where I
caught her eye
She told me that her Dad was loaded
I said "In that case I'll have rum and coca-cola."
she said "Fine,"
and then in thirty seconds time she said
"I want to live like common people
I want to do whatever common people do
I want to sleep with common people
I want to sleep with common people like you."
Well what else could I do?
I said "I'll see what I can do."
I took her to a supermarket
I don't know why, but I had to start it somewhere
so it started there
I said "Pretend you've got no money."
but she just laughed an said "Oh you're so funny."
I said "Yeah?
Well I can't see anyone else smiling in here
Are you sure you want to live like common people
you want to see whatever common people see
you want to sleep with common people
you want to sleep with common people like me?"
But she didn't understand
she just smiled and held my hand
Rent a flat above a shop
cut your hair and get a job
Smoke some fags and play some pool
pretend you never went to school
But still you'll never get it right
`cos when you're laid in bed at night
watching roaches climb the wall
if you called your Dad he could stop it all
Yeah
You'll never live like common people
you'll never do what common people do
you'll never fail like common people
you'll never watch your life slide out of view
and then dance, and drink, and screw
because there's nothing else to do
Sing along with the common people
sing along and it might just get you through
Laugh along with the common people
laugh along even though they're laughing at you
and the stupid things that you do
because you think that poor is cool
Like a dog lying in a corner
they will bite and never warn you
Look out
they'll tear your insides out
[something muffled underneath, maybe: I'm sorry,
Mr Dalton, there's no need to be concerned]
`cos everybody hates a tourist
especially one who thinks it's
all such a laugh
yeah and the chip stain's grease will come out in the bath
You will never understand
how it feels to live your life
with no meaning or control
and with nowhere else to go
You are amazed that they exist
and they burn so bright whilst you can only wonder why
Rent a flat above a shop
cut your hair and get a job
Smoke some fags and play some pool
pretend you never went to school
But still you'll never get it right
`cos when you're laid in bed at night
watching roaches climb the wall
if you called your Dad he could stop it all
You'll never live like common people
you'll never do what common people do
you'll never fail like common people
you'll never watch your life slide out of view
and dance, and drink, and screw
because there's nothing else to do
I want to live with common people like you
I want to live with common people like you
I want to live with common people like you
I want to live with common people like you
I want to live with common people like you
I want to live with common people like you
I want to live with common people like you
I want to live with common people like you
Aa-aa-ah la la la la...
Oh yeah."
6- Sorted for E's & Wizz
A música é linda demais e as imagens são de uma apresentação com publico gigantesco...
Or just twent thousand people standing in a field
And I just don't quite understand what this feeling is
But that okay cos we're all sorted out for E's and Wizz
And tell me when the spaceship lands
Cos all this has just got to mean something
CHORUS
In the middle of the night
It feels alright but then tomorrow morning
Ohh Ohh when you come down
Oh yeah the pirate radion told us what was going down
Got the tickets from some messed up bloke in Camden Town
And no one seems to know exactly where it is
But that's okay, cos we're all sorted out for E's and Wizz
At 4 0'clock the normal world seems very very very far away
Hey hey
CHORUS
Just keep on moving
Everybody asks your name they say we're all the same
And now it's "Nive one, Geezer"-that's far the conversationwent
I lost my friends, I dance alone, it's 6 o'clock, I wanna gohome
But it's no way not today, makes you wonder what it meant
And thi hollow feeling grows and grows and grows and grows
And you wanna call your mother and say,
"Mother, I can never come home again because I seem to haveleft
an important part of my brain somewhere in a field inHampshire."
Alright
CHORUS
Ooohh Oohh when you come down
Oohh what if you never come down?"
7- Disco 2000
"once upon a time..."
enquanto a guitarrona valvuladissima começa a música, uma especie de capa de disco animada aparece com um relógio, e o enredo começando na lavanderia para ela...
e fechando a loja para ele...
ela, Deborah, meio triste e agoniada com o tempo passando e ela ali na lavanderia...
ele vai cortar o cabelo!!!
ela volta para casa e deixa a tv ligada...
ele mexe em seus discos e escolhe um do Pulp para ouvir...
coincidentemente ela está no onibus ouvindo um cdzinho do Disco 2000...
e o tempo passa...e a falta de sentido continua...
ele ouvindo a múisca e pensando no que fazer...
ela corta as unhas e também começa a se vestir para sair...
ele faz o mesmo...
durante todo o clipe, aparecem várias pessoas em preto e branco não animadas nos ambientes...
ambos acabam indo para a mesma discoteca de chão vermelho e azul e lá se encontram!
e o jogo de sedução começa...
ele vai ao banheiro e dá um trato no cabelo...
e tudo acontece!!!
um grande beijo, um bom apertão,
e acabam saindo juntos da discoteca...
pegam um taxi (para impressioná-la! rsrsrs) e vão parar num sofá vermelho numa sala de tapete roxo...
depois já aparecem na cama de um quarto com um papel de parede bacana...
o soutien aparece se pendurando no lustre...
e no final...
enquanto ela espera que tenha sido tão bom para ele quanto para ela...
ele fica se perguntando se ela vai querer ve-lo novamente!
e terminam querendo trocar de canal...
Our mothers said we could be sister and brother.
Your name is Deborah, De-bor-ah. It never suited you.
And they said that when we grew up, we'd get married
and never split up. Oh we never did it, although I often thoughtof it.
CHORUS
Oh Deborah, do you recall? Your house was very small
with wood-chip on the wall. When I came round to call
you didn't notice me at all, and I said: "Let's all meet up inthe year 2000.
Won't it be strange when we're all fully grown?
Be there two o'clock by the fountain down the road."
I never knew that you'd get married. I would be living
down here on my own on that damp and lonely Thursday years ago.
You were the first girl at school to get breasts and Martin saidthat
you were the best. Oh, the boys all loved you, but I was amess.
I had to watch them try and get you undressed. We were friendsand
that's as far as it went. I used to walk you home sometimes butit meant;
Oh, it meant nothing to you `cause you were so popular.
CHORUS
Do it, Oh yeah, Oh yeah. And now it's all over. You've paid yourmoney
and you've taken your choice and I know we'll never meet again.But Deborah,
I just wanted you to know I remember every single thing.
CHORUS
Oh, what are you doing Sunday, baby? Would you like to come andmeet me, maybe?
You can even bring your baby. Ooh ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh.. What are youdoing Sunday, baby?
Would you like to come and meet me, maybe? You can even bringyour baby.
Ooh ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh.. Ooh ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh ooh"
8 - Something Changed
Outro clipe com ambiente de iluminação fatal e camera dinâmica...
dessa vez as coisas não são tão coloridas, mas a iluminação é perfeita e sincronizada com a música...
a camera as vezes é giratoria... mas trabalha diferente do que rola em "do you remember the first time?"...
a colocação dos holofotes é um charme... é mostrada num take que a camera sobe bastante...
"I wrote this song two hours before we met
I didn’t know your name or what you like yet
Oh, I could have stayed at home and gone to bed
I could have gone to see a film instead
You might have changed your mind and seen your fiend
Life could have been very different but then
Something changed
Do you believe that there’s someone up above?
And does he have a timetable directing acts of love?
Why did I write this song on that one day?
Why did you touch my hand and softly say
“Stop asking questions that don’t matter anyway
Just give us a kiss to celebrate here today
Something changed”
When we woke up that morning we had no way of knowing
That in a matter of hours we changed the way we were going
Where would I be now, where would I be now
If we have never met?
Would I be singing this song to someone else instead?
I dunno but like you just said
Something changed"
9 - Help the Aged
Começa com um quadro na parede verde, iluminação meio que laranja...
Jarvis Cocker está passando sentado... numa cadeira daquelas de adaptação para subir escadas...
e no andar de cima está a banda... as cores continuam forçadas para o verde e laranja...
do nada aparecem pessoas... mulheres bonitas e homem super barbudos!!!
um casal dançando, outro jogando tenis de mesa...
até que na outra vez que Cocker senta na cadeira para subir mais um andar...
ele sobe até o universo... fantastico!!!
no outro refrão a banda já está num ambiente todo branco e preto...
de luzes fortes... e estruturas gigantescas...
e o local que eles estão tocando...
esta subindo até tampar um furo no teto!!!
e aparecem do lado de fora da estrutura, no espaço!!!
One time they were just like you, drinking, smoking cigs andsniffing glue.
Help the aged, don't just put them in a home,
Can't have much fun in there all on their own.
Give a hand, if you can, try and help them to unwind.
Give them hope & give them comfort 'cos they're running out oftime.
In the meantime we try.
Try to forget that nothing lasts forever.
No big deal so give us all a feel.
Funny how it all falls away.
When did you first realise?
It's time you took an older lover baby.
Teach you stuff although he's looking rough.
Funny how it all falls away.
Help the aged 'cos one day you'll be older too
You might need someone who can pull you through
And if you look very hard behind the lines upon their
Face you may see where you are headed and it's such a lonelyplace.
In the meantime we try, etc.
You can dye your hair but it's the one thing you can't change.
Can't run away from yourself.
In the meantime we try, etc. Funny how it all falls away.
So help the aged....."
10- This is Hardcore
Começa com pessoas fazendo testes para algum papel...
a bateria de bumbo profundo...até o piano entrar na jogada...
a sala com o piano, como se fosse numa noite de tempestade...
a pianista de vestido vermelho...
a policia numa cena de crime...
e era apenas uma cena mesmo... e recomeçam o take...
e outras cenas vão aparecendo assim...
uma infermeira mexendo na bolsa da paciente em coma...
Jarvis de olhar triste do outro lado de um vidro com um grande rombo...
uma grande briga numa festa...
alguns homens chegando metralhando tudo num escritorio...
dançarinas loiras, com roupas douradas e penachos azuis... dançando deitadas, num grande circulo...
num chão todo preto...
dão movimento ao circulo que formam, muito bacana...
depois aparecem num ambiente com um grande lustre... e paredes vermelhas...
dessa vez não tem nada com aquele clima dançante e de alegria que tem na maioria dos outros videos e músicas...
You name the drama and I'll play the part.
It seems I saw you in some teenage wet dream.
I like your get-up if you know what I mean.
I want it bad.
I want it now.
Oh can't you see I'm ready now.
I've seen all the pictures, I've studied them forever.
I wanna make a movie so let's star in it together.
Don't make a move 'til I say "Action."
Oh here comes the Hardcore life.
Put your money where your mouth is tonight.
Leave your make-up on and I'll leave on the light.
Come over here babe and talk in the mic.
Oh yeah I hear you now.
It's gonna be one hell of a night.
You can't be a spectator. Oh no.
You got to take these dreams and make them whole
Oh this is Hardcore -
there is no way back for you.
Oh this is Hardcore -
this is me on top of you
and I can't believe it took me this long.
That it took me this long.
This is the eye of the storm.
It's what men in stained raincoats pay for
but in here it is pure. Yeah.
This is the end of the line.
I've seen the storyline played out so many times before.
Oh that goes in there.
Then that goes in there.
Then that goes in there.
Then that goes in there.
And then it's over.
Oh, what a hell of a show
but what I want to know:
what exactly do you do for an encore?
Cos this is Hardcore. "
11- A Little Soul
Outra música de clima mais triste e sério, aqui as crianças fazem tudo que era para os adultos da banda fazerem, desde segurar microfone, cantar, ligar amplificadores, tocar piano, baixo, montar bateria...
"Hey man,
how come you treat your woman so bad?
That's not the way you do it. No, no, no..
you shouldn't do it like that.
I could show you how to do it right.
I used to practice every night on my wife now she's gone. Yeah, she's gone.
You see your mother and me
we never got along that way you see.
I'd love to help you but everybody's telling me you look like me
but please don't turn out like me.
You look like me
but you're not like me I know.
I had one, two, three, four shots of happiness.
I look like a big man but I've only got a little soul.
I only got a little soul.
Yeah, I wish I could be an example.
Wish I could say I stood up for you and
fought for what was right. But I never did.
I just wore my trenchcoat and stayed out every single night.
You think I'm joking? Well, try me. Yeah, try me. Yeah come on, try me tonight.
I did what was wrong though I knew what was right.
I've got no wisdom that I want to pass on. Just don't hang 'round here, no,
I'm telling you son. You don't wanna know me.
Oh, that's just what everybody's telling me.
& everybody's telling me you look like me but please don't turn into me.
You look like me but you're not like me I hope.
I have run away from the one thing that I ever made.
Now I only wish that I could show you - wish I could show a little soul.
Wish I could show a little soul. [x3]"
12- Party Hard
Ambiente de paredes pretas, estrelas brilhosas e chão branco...
disposições por instrumentos, cada um num patamar...
tipo palco de programa de auditorio...
dançarinas de blusinhas azuis, saias brancas e calcinhas vermelhas...
daquele tipão de torcidas de futebol americano...
dançam uns breaks malucos...
e alguns takes são só das dançarinas com fundo com coraçõeszinhos brancos
em fundo vermelho que vai mudando de padrões e cores...
rola até uma chuva de gliter prata só na frente da camera! rsrsrsrs
uma chuva de balões rosas no finalzinho da música...
Jarvis pega um para ele, se abraça ao balão que estoura...
e as dançarinas todas aparecem organizadinhas no final... dizendo um grande "ahhh!"
I've seen you havin' it, havin' it yeah
but now you've just had it.
Entertainment can sometimes be hard
when the thing that you love
is the same thing that's holding you down.
This man is dangerous,
he just shed his load on your best party frock.
Before you enter the palace of wisdom you have to decide:
are you ready to rock?
Oh can you party with me?
Can you show me a good time?
Do you even know what one looks like?
And I don't need to hear your stories again -
just get on the floor and show me what you're made of.
Just what exactly are you made of?
Baby, you're driving me crazy.
Baby, you're driving me crazy.
I was having a whale of a time until your uncle Psychosis arrived.
Why do we have to half kill ourselves just to prove we're alive?
I'm here whenever you need me
and whenever you need me
I won't be here.
And have you ever stopped to ask yourself?
if you didn't come to party, then why did you come here?
Baby, you're driving me crazy.
Baby, you're driving me crazy.
And do you really want to know
just how come you turned out so dumb?
When the party's over will you come home with me?
Now the party's over will you come home to me.
Will you come home to me?"
13- Pulp - Trees
Um ambiente todo preto com arvores grandes e as luzes vindo pelos lados...
dando a eles só contornos brancos no ambiente escuro!!!
Alguns dançarinos... e imagens cruzadas... deixando impressões de movimentos fantásticos...
quando uma hora as luzes se apagam e o fundo fica vermelho...
só as sombras aparecem... tanto da banda, quanto das pessoas dançando!!!
muito bacana!!!
Shot a magpie to the ground
And it died without a sound
Your skin's so pale
Against the fallen autumn leaves
No-one saw us but the trees
Yeah, the trees
Those useless trees
Produce the air
That I am breathing
Yeah, the trees
Those useless trees
They never said
That you were leaving
I carved your name
With a heart just up above
Now swollen, distorted
Unrecognisable, like our love
You smell of leaf mould
And the sweetness of decay
Or the incense at the funeral procession here today
And the trees
Those useless trees
Produce the air
That I am breathing
Yeah, the trees
Those useless trees
They never said
That you were leaving
Ah
Try to shape the world to what you want the world to be
Carving your name a thousand times won't bring you back to me
Oh, no, I might as well
I might as well go tell it to the trees, yeah
Oh yeah, the trees
Those useless trees
Produce the air
That I am breathing
Yeah, the trees
Those useless trees
They never said
That you were leaving
Go and tell it to the trees, yeah
Go tell it to the trees, yeah
Go tell it to the trees, yeah
Go tell it to the trees, yeah
Go tell it to the trees, yeah"
14- Bad Cover Version
o que da pra dizer sobre isso!?
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geniais!!! AEHuEAHUEeauHEAuEUAAEUhEAUhUEAHUEH
"The word's on the street: you've found someone new.
If he looks nothing like me I'm so happy for you.
I heard an old girlfriend has turned to the church -
she's trying to replace me, but it'll never work.
'Cos every touch reminds you of just how sweet it could have been
And every time he kisses you it leaves behind the bitter taste of saccharine.
A bad cover version of love is not the real thing.
Bikini-clad girl on the front who invited you in.
Such great disappointment when you got him home -
the original was so good; the one you no longer own.
And every touch reminds you of just how sweet it could have been
And every time he kisses you, you get the taste of saccharine.
It's not easy to forget me, it's so hard to disconnect
When it's electronically reprocessed to give a more life-like effect.
Aah, sing your song about all the sad imitations that got it so wrong
It's like a later "Tom & Jerry" when the two of them could talk
Like the Stones since the Eighties, like the last days of Southfork.
Like "Planet of the Apes" on TV, the second side of "'Til the Band Comes in"
Like an own-brand box of cornflakes: he's going to let you down my friend."
15- Sunrise
ao vivo... com luzes otimas... e pressão sonora de gente grande... como sempre!!! :D
"I used to hate the sun because it shone on everything I'd done.
Made me feel that all that I had done was overfill the ashtray ofmy life.
All my achievements in days of yore range from pathetic topiss-poor,
But all that's gonna change.
Because here comes sunrise.
Yeah, here's your sunrise.
I used to hide from the sun,
tried to live my whole life underground.
Why'd you have to rise & ruin all my fun?
Just turned over,
Closed the curtains on the day. But here comes sunrise.
Yeah, here's your sunrise when you've been awake all night long
And you feel like crashing out at dawn.
But you've been awake all night, so why should you crash out atdawn?"
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