MELHORES MÚSICAS / MAIS TOCADAS
new model army - 125 mph
I'm heading north, I'm heading home doing 125
I close my eyes and count to ten - Ha ha, I'm still alive
Perfect, perfect tunnel vision, razor sharp and racing, racing
These moments, immortal,
No one touches this
Chorus:
These things they flow as blood must flow
Dust to dust and wind must blow
Nothing that I need to know or ever understand
These things they flow as blood must flow
Dust to dust and wind must blow
You can die before you get old
But me, I'm going to live forever
The music plays, the party swings, the gaiety walls come closing in
I catch your eye, you take my hand - out into the night we run
Dancing down those dead-end streets - howling at the moon like little kids
Out on the grass at the top of the hill, your breath tastes sw . . .
Chorus:
These things they flow as blood must flow . . .
And if I say I hate this place, don't take it as personal
And just because I want to kill somebody doesn't mean to say that I will
And I don't think that that makes me crazy and anyway I'm way past caring
There's a ride leaves out of here at nine. What do you say?
Chorus:
new model army - 1984
The vans they come in convoys now
Stealing through the dawn
Silent in the countryside
In the hills up to the north
There's road blocks on the Meden bridge
There's click click clicking on the phone
They're sealing off our villages
Sealing off our homes
Her father crossed the battle lines
In the first months of the war
She frowns down at the soup kitchen
She doesn't have a father anymore
It's cold in the early mornings
Standing with your mates
Staring at the thick blue line
Armed and ready at the gates
This ain't some tinpot story arriving from a distant shore
But our own sweet green and pleasant land in 1984
The servants of our great nation
Have lied in the name of us all
While the officers of peace and order
Are busy breaking every law
There's hundreds on the trumped-up charges
Hundreds on the streets
The future of our villages
Sown with bitter seeds
And hatred starts to rumble where there was no hate before
In our own sweet green and pleasant land in 1984
Nobody wanted to see the blood
As the blue lights flash through the night
But all the words fell on deaf ears
And now the blind frustration bites
Two nations under one crown divided more and more
In our own sweet green and pleasant land in 1984
new model army - 225
She stares at the screen
At the little words of green
Tries to remember what to do next
There's a trace of frustration
That across her face
Searching for the key she should press
And I would help her
If I only know how
But these things are a mystery to me too
And it seems that the corporate
Eyes they are watching
She fears for her job
And the moments are passing
I stare at her nametag
And think to myself
Both you and I, we never asked
For any of this
So let's take a walk
Up past the chemical works
Where the sky turns green at night
And we'll talk about
Getting away from here
Some difference kind of life
But even in the freshest mountain air
The jet fighters practise overhead
And they're drilling these hills
For uranium deposits
And they'll bury the waste
For our children to inherit
And though this is all done
For our town benefit, I swear
We never asked for any of this
This golden age of communication
Means everyone talks at the same time
And liberty just means
Some freedom to exploit
Any weakness that you can find
Well turn off the TV just for a while
Let us whisper to eachother instead
And we'll hope that the Corporate ears
Do not listen
Lest we find ourselves committing
Some kind of treason
And filed in the tapes
Without rhyme, without reason
While they tell us that it's all
For our own protection, I swear
We never asked for any of this
new model army - 51 st state
Look out of your windows, watch the skies
Read all the instructions with bright blue eyes
We're W.A.S.Ps, proud American sons
We know how to clean our teeth and how to strip down a gun
We're the 51st state of America
Our star-spangled Union Jack flutters so proud
Over the dancing heads of the merry patriotic crowd
Tip your hat to the Yankee conqueror
We've got no reds under the bed with guns under our pillows
We're the 51st state of America
Here in the land of opportunity, watch us revel in our liberty
You can say what you like but it doesn't change anything
Because the corridors of power are an ocean away
We're the 51st state of America
new model army - 51st state
Look out of your windows, watch the skies
Read all the instructions with bright blue eyes
We're W.A.S.Ps, proud American sons
We know how to clean our teeth and how to strip down a gun
We're the 51st state of America
Our star-spangled Union Jack flutters so proud
Over the dancing heads of the merry patriotic crowd
Tip your hat to the Yankee conqueror
We've got no reds under the bed with guns under our pillows
We're the 51st state of America
Here in the land of opportunity, watch us revel in our liberty
You can say what you like but it doesn't change anything
Because the corridors of power are an ocean away
We're the 51st state of America
new model army - a liberal education
Take away our history
Take away our heroes
Take away our values
And leave us here with nothing
We were in the garden of Eden
Just as children mess around
We only leant against the tree
And the apple came tumbling down
You gave us what we asked for
But never what we wanted
We were only children
How could you have been so stupid
We went up to the steel walls
That guard the sacred town
We only whispered to ourselves
And the walls came tumbling down
We didn't want a victory
We just wanted to fight
But you wouldn't fight
You just gave in
You went and spoiled every game
You broke an everlasting chain
And nobody respects
you for your weakness
Take away our idols
Take away our faith
Take away our hatred
And put us in this vacuum
Then say be yourself, please yourself
Express yourself some more
It's your right
to do what you like
'Cos we can't really be bothered with you at all
We didn't want a victory
We just wanted to fight
But you wouldn't fight
You said it isn't nice to fight
You went and spoiled every game
You broke an everlasting chain
And nobody respects you for your weakness
new model army - according to you
Spring comes like a kiss upon the mouth
Soft and sweet with all the power of the earth behind
Broken fever and soaking sheets
Twisted round our bodies in the cool of the morning
Turning the cards over one by one
I see the faces staring back from across the ages
And everything tastes so strong, so strong
But you could never sense because
According to you
There isn't anything left to believe in
Because you never could see
That there is everything that we are receiving
We joined the battle between right and wrong
When we were all so young and certain
And now we pass the passions on
In the broken light streaming through the shredded curtain
They bring you scapegoats to sacrifice
Anything or anybody just to nail your pain to
They bring you promises you know are lies
So you feel betrayed in everything that you cling to so
According to you
There isn't anything left to believe in
Because you never could see
That there is everything that we are receiving
Come back to us all
Where there is everything that we are receiving
new model army - adrenalin
We were in the corner, the Clanduff by the door
On opposite sides of the dance hall, staring across the floor
The lights go out, the fists fly in, it's the usual Friday scene
Because adrenalin is the strongest drug that there has ever been
There's this funny little bloke asking all these questions writing down what we say
So we wound him up like a clockwork dog and we watched him trotting away
Two weeks later there's a feature in the paper called 'Britain's Urban Shame'
It's got the teenage thugs of the new estates with our photographs and names
Ch: So we cut our hair to prove it
And we wore the clothes to prove it
And we armed ourselves to prove it
And we chose our place to prove it
And we danced that way to prove it
And we made ourselves believe it
Until all the world believed it
Until even you believed it
And I was just a little part but I felt the wheels turning
And these are all just little flames but the whole damn city's burning
Now that we were famous they watched everything that we did
We were the villains of the neighbourhood, heroes to all the kids
And even when that old bloke died we pretended that nothing was changed
We just broke the silence with some stupid song and went on with the stupid game
Ch: Yes, we cut our hair to prove it...
new model army - afternoon song
Stare across the crowd, the fear and love in their faces
The children of the tribes, prisoners of the flags unfurling
Protect us in these changing times,
The warm embrace, the killing price . . .
My people right or wrong
Remember running from the hall as the voices screamed behind us
I felt I'd die for you in the sunlit hills of our home
The moments come then recede away
The empty words, the hollow light of day . . .
My people right or wrong
And outside is cold, staring up at the lighted window
And in the bitter home, the thicker the blood the faster it keeps on flowing
Get in your place, boy
Let's take what's ours, boy
Understand the price, boy
I've seen those who try to make a life without kin for ever
So I've taken my place uncertain at your shoulder
The last few prayers, the whistle blow,
And into the fray once more we go
My people right or wrong
new model army - aimless desire
I was working shift on the six o'clock, quiet in the pale dawn.
Found a bird caught in the machinery - set it free and watched it go
Quit the job that very day, and flew into the sky
Just following after this aimless desire, this awful desire, this worthless desire.
Now I've found causes and I've found families, but nothing ever lasts;
I've known people I'd die for - if only they had asked.
Where I'm from is not my home, and neither's where I'm bound;
Just following after this aimless desire, worthless desire
So tonight beneath the bridge where the fires burn,
God, take the freedom back,
deliver me from the aimless desire, the worthless desire
And chimera she waits, and I have still got this hole in me
still got this hole inside of me
new model army - all of this
There's a sentry in a uniform
To watch the VIPs along the wall
Strategical discussions taking place
Behind the steel plated wall
The agents issue the statements
To the waiting press who circulate the words
Justification propaganda
Western foreign policy across the world
In the name of the people
All of this done in the name of the people
They read their books and study hard
Cigarettes lit in the claustrophobic gloom
West of the University Road
The world outside is ghost-like in the room
Frustrated and impatient and
Intelligence sharp and twisted like a child
Death is an aphrodiasiac now
The fuses on the table slowly wired
In the name of the people...
Hold me tight, hold me fast
Standing here on the wrong side
Of this bullet-proof glass
There are no questions left for us to ask
It's soldiers' night at the discotheque
Pick up a girl and drink to home afar
Spending money like water
On the watered drinks available at the bar
The ones who never were given much
Never asked much of anything in recall
But there's a black bag in the corner
And it doesn't belong to anyone here at all
In the name of the people...
new model army - ambition
Open out onto the stage
The smalltown star tonight
Flexes out for fame and fortune
Into the light
The way she tears into the heart
Makes me realise
That i never understood hatred
Till i looked into those eyes - she cries
No one's going to talk down to me again
No,no one's ever going to patronise me again
I'm going to get out of this town
Steal myself a crown
I'm going to get myself some power
If it's the last thing that i do.
Heading out of bradford
With a ticket on the train
And a faith as hard as steel
And sharp as any pain
Gets pictures in the papers
Smiling oh so good
While she lies in bed with racing dreams
Hot as blood
Cos love will make you happy
Yeah, love will keep you warm
And love can build a cushion
To keep you safe from harm
But hate will drive you onwards
Yeah, hate will drive you upwards
Till you get back all the bastards
Whoever tried,oh how they tried - to put you down.
And when she's gone forever
Please don't lay her down to rest
In a quiet little churchyard
Along with all the rest
Throw a great big party
To remember that she lived
Give her headlines on the tv
To remember who she is
Cos no one's ever going to
Talk down to her again
No,no one's ever going to patronise her again
She's going to get out of this town
Steal herself a crown
She's going to get herself some power
If it's the last thing
The last thing that she does
If it's the one thing that she does
If it's the only thing..that she ever does.
new model army - angry planet
I live on an angry planet
Amidst the crowds and the endless noise
In the debris of the broken families
And the cracks in the grand designs
And all the angry gods are back
Gathering strength as the continents collide
Some live by the bloody sword
And die by the bloody sword, some by beauty and desire
I live in the shadow of the great volcano
I live by the good soil and the fire
And of course I know
That the days are numbered
But we will go down to the wire
And the pressure moves the mountains
Seven billion and counting
As the monkey tribes advance across the bleak terrain
All sown with seed of mono-culture
Wind and rain and revolution coming
But we know it isn't personal
We just live on an angry planet
They say that we're all kings and queens
In the new world except for those who aren't
They say we can follow our dreams
To the very top of the tree except for those who can't
They say that the meek shall inherit the earth
Except that they shan't
And the pressure moves the mountains
Seven billion and counting
As the monkey tribes advance
All in a rush of blood, the jet stream blowing
High above the zombie hordes
All banging war drums, raising flags
As the pressure moves the mountains
Seven billion now and counting
As the monkey tribes advance across the ruined land
All sown with seed of mono-culture
War and rain and revolution coming
But I know it isn't personal - I just live on an angry planet
new model army - archway towers
Rolling up tab ends that the
Baby's collected
Waiting for the number
That clicks on the wall
It's open seasons on the weat
And the feeble
Their meagre ambitions
Their impotent fury
There's a bullet proof glass
In case there is trouble
No doors in the building
Between this side and that side
I've tried to wrestle
Some unbalanced nightmare
Tell myself over that I
Don't really live here
But the boys run away
Leaving blood on the pavement
And a little crowd gathered
To watch you pick yourself up
Joining the queue at the
Video library
To watch ninety five minutes
Of simulated torture
The conference hall rings
To the standing ovation
The people in blue ties
Rise from the podium
Crazy with power, blinded by vision
The mass-chosen leaders
For a brutalized nation
new model army - bad old world
Dear Justin, I know it's been a long time
Remember all those nights we spent sitting up talking in your front room
About leaving this worn out world and starting again far away in a
better place
Well that's where I am now... but still thinking about you
Ch: I'm never going back there
I'm never going back the bad old world
I was travelling with Laurel way up on the north coast
She's got family living up here in a nearby town
We found a piece of land that looks out towards the north sea
islands across the bay
And the sun is shining on the water today as I look out of
our front door
Ch: And I'm never going back there
I'm never going back to the bad old world
Are you still scared of the future?.. well that doesn't surprise me
You could come up and stay here a while, back off from the killing wheel
I used to think it was me who'd somehow sold out or given in
on sime almighty cause
But what difference would it make... it feels good to be out here
Ch: And I'm never going back there
I'm never going back to the bad old world
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