MELHORES MÚSICAS / MAIS TOCADAS
r.e.m. - 7 chinese brothers
(Berry/Buck/Mills/Stipe)
(chorus 1)
This mellow, sweet, short-haired boy, woman offers pull up a seat
Take in one symphony now, we've just begun to battle
Wrap your heel in bones of steel, turn the leg, a twist of color
Autumn waited hold it to you in the colored come another
(chorus 2)
Seven chinese brothers swallowing the ocean
Seven thousand years to sleep away the pain
She will return, she will return
(repeat chorus 1)
(repeat chorus 2)
This mellow, sweet, short-haired boy, woman offers pull up a chair
Take in one symphony now, I guess we lost that battle
Wrap your heel in bones of steel, turn the leg, a twist of color
Autumn waded seven seas swimming colored come
Seven chinese brothers swallowing the ocean
Seven thousand years the Communi did reign
She will return, she will return
r.e.m. - a month of saturdays
Five o'clock friday
All my work is done
I can hardly wait
Let's take the server
Let's sling it around
Let's make it taste so sweet
I wanna take all the saturdays
I wanna stay up late
I wanna stomp my feet on the ground
I wanna celebrate
A month of saturdays, saturdays
A month of saturday, saturdays, ah
I'm tired of waiting for the weekend to begin (sunday, monday, tuesday)
I'm tired of punching in (wednesday, thursday)
Give me a holiday that never ends (friday, saturday)
Give me a weekend, weekend, weekend
Give me a weekend, weekend
A month of saturdays, saturdays
I'm talkin' saturday, saturdays, ah
Shout
Give me a weekend, weekend, weekend
r.e.m. - action
I do the dancin'
You do the hoppin'
You do the boppin'
I do the shakin'
I'm just romancin'
You do the dancin'
I see your sequence
It's looking, smashing
You make the action, action
Happen, happen
Action, action
Happen, happen
I'm finger poppin'
You do the dancin'
You do the shakin'
You're looking right now
You make the action, action
Happen, happen
You make the action
Happen, happen
I'm finger poppin'
You do the hoppin'
I see your sequance
It's looking right there
You do the dancing
I do romancing
You call it hoppin'
There's no stoppin'
You make the action, action
Happen, happen
r.e.m. - ages of you
(Berry/Buck/Mills/Stipe)
(chorus)
Postcard stowaway within
Pristine indigo without
Banded ottoman as such
Sofa seated one too much
All along the range, all along the range
Ages of you
Ages of you
Ages of you
(repeat chorus)
Train pulls over hanging bridge
Conductor looks up, thinks
Out and down, hands stuck to the left
To the right, you should fall,
The horses just don't gossip anymore
(repeat chorus)
Ages of you
Ages of you
Ages of you
r.e.m. - airportman
he moves efficiently
beyond security.
great opportunity awaits.
airport fluorescent
creature of habit
labored breathing and sallow skin
recycled air
moving sidewalks
great opportunity blinks.
great opportunity blinks.
discounted.
the people mover
the people mover
discounted.
r.e.m. - all the right friends
(Berry/Buck/Mills/Stipe)
I know you say
Maybe some day
I need never be alone
I know I say
It's the right way
But you'll never be the one
I've been walking alone
For a long long, long time
I don't wanna hang out now
With the folks that just don't mind
While you party
You've been looking
But your searching never ends
You've been saying
With the wrong crowd
You've got all the right friends
(chorus 1)
I've been walking alone
For a long, long time
I don't gotta hang out
With the friends that just aren't mine
(chorus 2)
I don't wanna be with you anymore
I just don't want you anymore
I don't wanna be with you anymore
I just don't want you anymore
I know you say
Maybe some day
I need never be alone
I know I say it's the right way,
But you'll never be alone
(repeat chorus 1)
I don't wanna be with you anymore
I just don't want you anymore
I don't wanna talk to you anymore
I don't like your way you walk anyhow
(repeat chorus 2)
r.e.m. - all the way to reno
Humming
All the way to reno
You've dusted the non-believers
And challenged the laws of chance
Now, sweet
You were so sugar sweet
You may as well have had 'kick me'
Fastened on your sleeve
You know what you are,
You're gonna be a star
You know what you are
You're gonna be a star
Wing
Is written on your feet
Your achilles heel
Is a tendency
To dream
But you've know that from the beginning
You didn't have to go so far
You didn't have to go.
You know what you are,
You're gonna be a star
You know what you are
You're gonna be a star
You know who you are
You know who you are
You know who you are.
Humming
All the way to reno,
You've written your own directions
And whistled the rules of change
You know what you are
You're gonna be a star
You know what you are
You're gonna be a star
You know what you are
You're gonna be a star
You know what you are
You're gonna be a star
Humming
All the way to reno
All the way to reno
All the way to reno
You're gonna be a star, you are
You're gonna be a star
You're gonna be a star, you are
You're gonna be a star
r.e.m. - ambulance blues
Back in the old folky days
The air was magic when we played.
The riverboat was rockin' in the rain
Midnight was the time for the raid.
Oh, Isabela, proud Isabela,
They tore you down and plowed you under.
You're only real with your make-up on
How could I see you and stay too long?
All along the Navajo Trail,
Burn-outs stub their toes on garbage pails.
Waitresses are cryin' in the rain
Will their boyfriends pass this way again?
Oh, Mother Goose, she's on the skids
Sure ain't happy, neither are the kids.
She needs someone that she can scream at
And I'm such a heel for makin' her feel so bad.
I guess I'll call it sickness gone
It's hard to say the meaning of this song.
An ambulance can only go so fast
It's easy to get buried in the past
When you try to make a good thing last.
I saw today in the entertainment section
There's room at the top for private detection.
To Mom and Dad this just doesn't matter,
But it's either that or pay off the kidnapper.
So all you critics sit alone
You're no better than me for what you've shown.
With your stomach pump and your hook and ladder dreams
We could get together for some scenes.
I never knew a man could tell so many lies
He had a different story for every set of eyes.
How can he remember who he's talkin' to?
'Cause I know it ain't me, and I hope it isn't you.
Well, I'm up in T.O. keepin' jive alive,
And out on the corner it's half past five.
But the subways are empty
And so are the cafes.
Except for the Farmer's Market
And I still can hear him say:
You're all just pissin' in the wind
You don't know it but you are.
And there ain't nothin' like a friend
Who can tell you you're just pissin' in the wind.
I never knew a man could tell so many lies
He had a different story for every set of eyes
How can he remember who he's talking to?
Cause I know it ain't me, and hope it isn't you.
r.e.m. - around the sun
I want the sun to shine on me
I want the truth to set me free
I wish the followers would lead
with a voice so strong it could knock me to my knees
Hold on world 'cause you don't know what's coming
hold on world 'cause I'm not jumping off
hold onto this boy a little longer
take another trip around the sun
If I jumped into the ocean to believe
If I climbed a mountain would I have to reach?
do I even dare to speak?--to dream?--believe?
give me a voice so strong
I can question what I have seen
Hold on world 'cause you don't know what's coming
hold on world 'cause I'm not jumping off
hold onto this boy a little longer
take another trip around the sun
Around the sun
around the sun
around the sun
Let my dreams set me free.
believe. believe.
now now now now now now.
r.e.m. - auctioneer
(Berry/Buck/Mills/Stipe)
She didn't want to get pinned down by her prior town
Get me to the train on time, here take this nickel make a dime
Take this penny and make it into a necklace when I leave
What is at the other end, I don't know another friend
Another wife, another morning spent
Listen, listen to the auctioneer
Another engine, another engine
We never wrote the reasons that I need explained
Some things are givens, and others get away
This time its for myself you call it what you may
Okay, we won't say goodbye so long, so much more
Listen to the auctioneer
Another engine, another engine
Listen to the bargain holler
Listen to the barter holler
Listen to the auctioneer
Get me to the train on time here take this nickel make a dime
Take this penny and make it into a necklace when I leave
What is at the other end, an I don't know another friend
Another wife, another morning spent
Listen to the auctioneer
Another engine, another engine
Another engine, another engine
Do I stand the bargain holler?
Listen to the barter holler
r.e.m. - beachball
Tonight's alive
The beachball is set to fly
Those well-tequilla'd guys
who smile at strangers.
Ã?¡ tes souhaits
Ã?¡ tes amours chÃ?©ri
You give a little sneeze and dance the rhu-rhu-rhu-rhu-rhumba
This life is sweet.
You're dancin' in the street.
Who knows who we might meet?
You're too fine.
The little weekend's here.
Thursday has an ear.
Her coffee-clash career, she talks to strangers.
And kissing by the sea.
Particular to me.
'ti punch, mojito, sling and dance the rhu-rhu-rhu-rhu-rhumba.
This life is sweet.
You're dancin' in the street.
Who knows who, you and me
You're too fine.
We flash the seaside sky
with starfish butterflies
to cast a spell and
welcome locals
weekenders and strangers.
You're too fine.
You're too fine.
You're too fine.
r.e.m. - beat a drum
The sun reflected in the back of my eye
I knocked my head against the sky.
The dragonflies are busy buzzing me
Seahorses if we were in the sea.
Halfway from coal, halfway to diamond.
My fall knocked a mean chip out of me.
I'm gathering as far as I can reach
we're perched upon the precipice
and this is what I've seen.
This is all I want it's all I need
This is all I am it's everything
This is all I want it's all I need.
A bluejay hectors from the felled Catalpa tree
A doctorate in science and a theologian's dream.
The dragonflies are trying to lecture me
Seahorses if we were in the sea.
This is all I want it's all I need
This is all I am it's everything
This is all I want it's all I need.
Beat a drum for me, like a butterfly wing
Tropical storm across the ocean.
Don't explain, I'm sure I'll want to know.
Don't forget, we're just halfway from coal.
This is all I want it's all I need
This is all I am it's everything
This is all I want it's all I need.
r.e.m. - binky the doormat
This is horror movie stuff.
the muffin is peach, you're 'makin' love'.
you mean this opera involves handcuffs?
I lay defeated.
yeah, sour milk mouth, horseradish sweet.
she's a girl and she's loving me.
but distance is my tendency.
I am defeated.
have you lost your place?
I wore my doormat face.
I hung my this or that.
I laid my welcome mat.
If I'm your oyster, where's the war?
you leave me gasping, tattered and torn.
I know you can't find a fork.
I am just a little acorn.
well, acorns grow to mighty trees.
you've got sauce, but you don't have knees.
now look who's asking pretty please.
I lay defeated.
have you lost your place?
i wore my doormat face.
I hung my this or that.
I laid my welcome mat.
Call your bathroom friends around.
I will fake a little frown.
I will be your little clown,
easily defeated.
yeah, shut the door and open wide.
seconal and astroglide.
fuck with me and traumatize.
don't you see i love your hide?
all the beauty that's trapped inside.
can't you see i love your hide?
can't you see i love your hide?
can't you see it?
have you lost your place?
I wore my doormat face.
I hung my this or that.
I laid my welcome mat.
r.e.m. - burning hell
(Berry/Buck/Mills/Stipe)
Women got legs, men got pants
I got the picnic, you got the ants,
Put it in the fire heaven knows
Take my torch and touch your toes in hell
It's a burning hell
You can burn in hell
It's a burning hell
You can burn in hell
It's a burning hell
Women don't fret, boys don't bet
Let me see your silhouette in hell
Women above me take my love
Love, love, love, love, love, love, love
It's a burning hell
It's a burning hell
Baby, baby, baby, I'm hell
It's a burning hell
Girl stop moving, boy behave
Baby, I'll put you in an early grave in hell
Love on the ceiling, love on the floor
I'm gonna leave you burning for more
Burn in the country, burn downtown
All the best people are burning down in hell, hell, ah hell
It's a burning hell
You'll burn in hell
It's a big, burning, giant, colossal matter
Hell
Oh, baby, I'm hell
Burn, burn, burn!
r.e.m. - carnival of sorts
(Berry/Buck/Mills/Stipe)
There's a secret stigma, reaping wheel
Diminish, a carnival of sorts
Chronic town, poster torn, reaping wheel
Stranger, stranger to these parts
(chorus)
Gentlemen don't get caught, cages under cage. Gentlemen don't get caught,
Box cars (are pulling) out of town, box cars (are pulling) out of town
Box cars (are pulling) out of town
There's a secret stigma, reaping wheel
Diminish, a carnival of sorts
Chronic town, poster torn, reaping wheel
Stranger, stranger
(repeat chorus)
Cages under, cages under, cages under cage
Cages under, cages under, cages under cage
(repeat chorus)
There's a secret stigma, reaping wheel
Stranger, stranger to these parts
Chronic town, poster torn, reaping wheel
Diminish, stranger
(repeat chorus)
Box cars are pulling a carnival of sorts
Out of town, out of town
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