Mas acredite, também há pessoas com medo de abacate!que irá nutrir os meus sonhos!"(M.F.)
Vivo num clip sem nexo um pierrot retrocesso meio bossa nova e rock' and roll...

Todos caminhos trilham pra a gente se ver
Todas as trilhas caminham pra gente se achar, viu
Eu ligo no sentido de meia verdade
Metade inteira chora de felicidade
A qualquer distância o outro te alcança
Erudito som de batidão
Dia e noite céu de pé no chão
O detalhe que o coração atenta
Todos caminhos trilham pra a gente se ver
Todas as trilhas caminham pra gente se achar, né
Eu ligo no sentido de meia verdade
Metade inteira chora de felicidade
A qualquer distância o outro te alcança
Erudito som de batidão
Dia e noite céu de pé no chão
O detalhe que o coração atenta
A qualquer distância o outro te alcança
Erudito som de batidão
Dia e noite céu de pé no chão
O detalhe que o coração atenta
Você passa, eu paro
Você faz, eu falo
Mas a gente no quarto sente o gosto bom que o oposto tem
Não sei, mas sinto, uma força que embala tudo
Falo por ouvir o mundo, tudo diferente de um jeito bate
Maria Gadú - Tudo diferente

Vim de longe, vim do interior
Aqui para a capital
Viajei "léguas-luz"
No Pau de Arara Espacial
Me fizeram centro-avante
Me chutaram lá pro gol
eu toco é moda mequetrefe
Bossa nova e rock n roll
A viola está no saco
Plugada no marechal
Já tenho na minha mala
Indumentária genial
Caipira que se preze
Faz download pra se armar
Eu já andei de norte a sul
No meu "para-quedas lunar"
Minha porteira é de brilhante
Já ví disco voador
"Inté" o Flávio Cavalcanti
Está me chamando de doutor
Mequetrefe - Falcatrua

Qualquer besteira que eu fale
Qualquer besteira que eu pense
Qualquer besteira que eu veja ou sinta
Qualquer besteira que eu fiz
Qualquer besteira que eu faço
Qualquer besteira eu penso
Que sem você eu sempre faço besteira
Que sem você eu nunca sei a maneira
As minhas contas tão pagas em dia
O calo que ontem sarou
Quero participar do seu dia a dia
E aliviar o peso
Aliviar a dor
São seis horas
São seus olhos
E os motivos são você
Qualquer besteira - Tianastácia

Poderá servir
Vai... me deixa seguir
Quando nos deixar é o que vamos ver
Até onde vai o meu amor?
Por favor me mostre aquilo que eu não pude ver,
Que eu te mostro o que eu não pude dar
Não me deixe sem saber distinguir e filtrar
Tudo aquilo que você jogou sem ao menos avisar
Mas poderá seguir
Vai... me deixa sorrir
Quando nos deixar é o que vamos ver
Saiba onde for buscar sua confiança pra permanecer perto do que te faz mal
Dentro desse vai e vem de canções, fique longe do que diz ser bom
Me fala de valor
Mas ninguém tem amor, minha flor, longe do que nos faz bem
Está feliz quem cede
Não larga a mão e pede perdão
É o que vamos ver, então

Meu cão, o Shadow, tem dez anos. Desde filhote meu pai o acostumou a usar colares, ele já chegou a usar 6, 7 colares e nunca aceitava tirá-los, por mais que ficasse um pouco pesado, ele sempre gostou, uma vaidade só!
Há uns quinze dias, ao acariciá-lo, notei que havia um caroço próximo a sua cauda, preocupado meu pai o levou até a veterinária na qual o Shadow sempre foi. Ela explicou que era uma espécie de tumor, muito pequeno e que uma pequena cirurgia resolvia o problema. Na manhã seguinte o levamos e de tarde, quase à noite meu pai o buscou, foi muito engraçado vê-lo chegar! Ainda, com efeito da anestesia e no colo, ele me olhava com os olhos caídos, não conseguia parar em pé, mas mesmo assim tentava reagir, era como se ele estivesse bêbado!
No dia seguinte, quando ele já estava alimentado e descansado, imaginamos que ia de todas as maneiras possíveis, tentar tirar o “colar Elizabetano” (para impedi-lo de coçar os pontos), mas não! Ele já é tão acostumado em ter algo no pescoço, que ele está adorando! Está se sentindo o tal com seu novo colar e desta vez muito maior, muito mais chique!

Site oficial confirma dois show no Brasil. Após dez anos de espera, a banda irá surpreender os fãns com mega show da turnê “World Magnetic Tour”, divulgação do seu último album “Death Magnetic”. Os shows será em em São Paulo e Porto Alegre. E enfim, o que realmente importa...Metallica - The Unforgiven III
How could he know this new dawn's light
Would change his life forever?
Set sail to sea, but pulled off course
By the light of golden treasure.
Was he the one causing pain
With his careless dreaming?
Been afraid, always afraid,
Of the things he's feeling.
He could just be gone.
He would just sail on
He'll just sail on.
How can I be lost, if I've got nowhere to go?
Search for seas of gold,
How come it's got so cold?
How can I be lost? In remembrance I relive.
And how can I blame you,
When it's me I can't forgive?
These days drift on inside a fog
Thick and suffocating.
His sinking life, outside its hell.
Inside, intoxicating.
He's run aground. Like his life,
Water much too shallow.
Slipping fast, down with his ship,
Fading in the shadows.
Now a castaway.
They've all gone away.
They've gone away.
How can I be lost, if I've got nowhere to go?
Search for seas of gold,
How come it's got so cold?
How can I be lost? In remembrance I relive.
And how can I blame you,
When it's me I can't forgive?
Forgive me.
Forgive me not.
Why can't I forgive me?
Set sail to sea, but pulled off course
By the light of golden treasure.
How could he know this new dawn's light
Would change his life forever?
How can I be lost, if I've got nowhere to go?
Search for seas of gold,
How come it's got so cold?
How can I be lost? In remembrance I relive.
So how can I blame you,
When it's me I can't forgive?
Metallica - The Unforgiven III

I never knew
I never knew that everything was falling through
That everyone I knew was waiting on a queue
To turn and run when all I needed was the truth
But that's how it's gotta be
It's coming down to nothing more than apathy
I'd rather run the other way than stay and see
The smoke and who's still standing when it clears
And
Everyone knows I'm in
Over my head
Over my head
With eight seconds left in overtime
She's on your mind
She's on your mind
Let's rearrange
I wish you were a stranger I could disengage
Just say that we agree and then never change
Soften a bit until we all just get along
But that's disregard
Find another friend and you discard
As you lose the argument in a cable car
Hanging above as the canyon comes between
And
Everyone knows I'm in
Over my head
Over my head
With eight seconds left in overtime
She's on your mind
She's on your mind
Everyone knows I'm in
Over my head
Over my head
With eight seconds left in overtime
She's on your mind
She's on your…
And suddenly I become a part of your past
I'm becoming the part that don't last
I'm losing you and it's effortless
Without a sound we lose sight of the ground
In the throw around
Never thought that you wanted to bring it down
I won't let it go down till we torture ourselves
Everyone knows I'm in
Over my head
Over my head
With eight seconds left in overtime
She's on your mind
She's on your mind
Everyone knows
She's on your mind
Everyone knows
She's on your mind
Everyone knows
I'm in over my head
I'm in over my head
I'm in over my...
Everyone knows I'm in
Over my head
Over my head
With eight seconds left in overtime
She's on your mind
She's on your mind
The Fray - Over My Head
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People everywhere
A sense of expectation hangin' in the air
Givin' out a spark
Across the room your eyes are glowin' in the dark
And here we go again, we know the start, we know the end
Masters of the scene
We've done it all before and now we're back to get some more
You know what I mean
Voulez-vous
Take it now or leave it
Now is all we get
Nothing promised, no regrets
Voulez-vous
Ain't no big decision
You know what to do
La question c'est voulez-vous
Voulez-vous
I know what you think
The girl means business so I'll offer her a drink
Lookin' mighty proud
I see you leave your table, pushin' through the crowd
I'm really glad you came, you know the rules, you know the game
Master of the scene
We've done it all before and now we're back to get some more
You know what I mean
Voulez-vous
Take it now or leave it
Now is all we get
Nothing promised, no regrets
Voulez-vous
Ain't no big decision
You know what to do
La question c'est voulez-vous
And here we go again, we know the start, we know the end
Masters of the scene
We've done it all before and now we're back to get some more
You know what I mean
Voulez-vous
Take it now or leave it
Now is all we get
Nothing promised, no regrets
Voulez-vous
Ain't no big decision
You know what to do
La question c'est voulez-vous
Voulez-vous
ABBA - Voulez vous
(Sou apaixonada por essa banda... Deus! Que época perdi?!)

Essa banda brincou comigo durante uns dois anos...I'm in a wide open space, I'm standing
I'm all alone and staring in to space
It's always quiet through my ceiling
The roof comes in and crashes in a daze
I'm in a wide open space, it's freezing
You'll never get to heaven with a smile on your face from me
I'm in a wide open space, I'm staring
There's something quite bizzare I cannot see
I'm on the top of a hill, I'm lonely
There's someone here to shout to miles away
I could be back at my house, for I care
They do not see me, it's the same old case
Mansun - Wide open space
Pink I dance around this empty house
Tear us down, throw you out
Screamin down the hall
Spinnin all around and now we fall
Pictures framing up the past
Your taunting smirk behind the glass
This museum, full of ash
Once a tickle, now a rash
This used to be a funhouse
But now it's full of evil clowns
It's time to start the countdown
I'm gonna burn it down, down, down
I'm gonna burn it down
nine eight seven six five four three two one fun
Echoes knocking on locked doors
All the laughter from before
I'd rather live out on the street
Than in this haunted memory
I've called the movers, called the maids
We'll try to exorcise this place
Drag my mattress to the yard
Crumble, tumble, house of cards
This used to be a funhouse
But now it's full of evil clowns
It's time to start the countdown
I'm gonna burn it down, down, down
This used to be a funhouse
But now it's full of evil clowns
It's time to start the countdown
I'm gonna burn it down, down, down
I'm gonna burn it down
nine eight seven six five four three two one fun
I'm crawling through the doggy door
My key don't fit my lock no more
I'll change the drapes
I'll break the plates
I'll find a new place
Burn this fucker down
Dododododododo
nine eight seven six five four three two one
This used to be a funhouse
But now it's full of evil clowns
It's time to start the countdown
I'm gonna burn it down, down, down
This used to be a funhouse
But now it's full of evil clowns
It's time to start the countdown
I'm gonna burn it down, down, down
I'm gonna burn it down
Pink - Funhouse