MELHORES MÚSICAS / MAIS TOCADAS
r.e.m. - losing my religion
Oh life, it's bigger
It's bigger than you
And you are not me
The lengths that I will go to
The distance in your eyes
Oh no, I've said too much
I've said enough
That's me in the corner
That's me in the spotlight
Losing my religion
Trying to keep up with you
And I don't know if I can do it
Oh no, I've said too much
I haven't said enough
I thought that I heard you laughing
I thought that I heard you sing
I think I thought I saw you try
Every whisper
Of every waking hour
I'm choosing my confessions
Trying to keep an eye on you
Like a hurt, lost and blinded fool, fool
Oh no, I've said too much
I've said enough
Consider this
Consider this, the hint of the century
Consider this, the slip
That brought me to my knees, failed
What if all these fantasies come
Flailing around
Now I've said too much
I thought that I heard you laughing
I thought that I heard you sing
I think I thought I saw you try
But that was just a dream
That was just a dream
That's me in the corner
That's me in the spotlight
Losing my religion
Trying to keep up with you
And I don't know if I can do it
Oh no, I've said too much
I haven't said enough
I thought that I heard you laughing
I thought that I heard you sing
I think I thought I saw you try
But that was just a dream
Try, cry, why try
That was just a dream
Just a dream
Just a dream, dream
r.e.m. - imitation of life
Charades, pop skill
Water hyacinth
Named by a poet
Imitation of life
Like a coin in a frozen pond
Like a goldfish in a bowl
I don't want to hear you cry
That sugarcane that tasted good
That's cinnamon, that's Hollywood
Come on, come on
No one can see you try
You want the greatest thing
The greatest thing since bread came sliced
You've got it all
You've got it sized
Like a Friday fashion show
Teenager freezing in the corner
Trying to look like you don't try
That sugarcane that tasted good
That's cinnamon, that's Hollywood
Come on, come on
No one can see you try
No one can see you cry
That's sugarcane that tasted good
That's freezing rain, that's what you could
Come on, come on
No one can see you cry
This sugarcane, this lemonade
This hurricane, I'm not afraid
Come on, come on
No one can see me cry
This lightning storm, this tidal wave
This avalanche, I'm not afraid
Come on, come on
No one can see me cry
That sugarcane that tasted good
That's who you are, that's what you could
Come on, come on
No one can see you cry
That sugar cane that tasted good
That's who you are, that's what you could
Come on, come on
No one can see you cry
r.e.m. - everybody hurts
When your day is long
And the night - the night is yours alone
When you're sure you've had enough of this life
Hang on
Don't let yourself go
'cause everybody cries
and everybody hurts, sometimes
Sometimes everything is wrong
Now it's time to sing along
When your day is night alone (hold on, hold on)
If you feel like letting go (hold on)
If you think you've had too much of this life
Hang on
'Cause everybody hurts
Take comfort in your friends
Everybody hurts
Don't throw your hand, oh no
Don't throw your hand
If you feel like you're alone
no, no, no, you're not alone
If you're on your own in this life
The days and nights are long
When you think you've had too much of this life, to hang on
Well, everybody hurts
sometimes, everybody cries
And everybody hurts, sometimes
But everybody hurts, sometimes
So hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on,
hold on, hold on, hold on
Everybody hurts
You're not alone
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. - drive
Smack, crack, bushwhacked.
Tie another one to the racks, baby.
Hey kids, rock and roll.
Nobody tells you where to go, baby.
What if I ride? What if you walk?
What if you rock around the clock?
Tick-tock. Tick-tock.
What if you did? What if you walk?
What if you tried to get off, baby?
Hey, kids, where are you?
Nobody tells you what to do, baby.
Hey kids, shake a leg.
Maybe you're crazy in the head, baby.
Maybe you did. Maybe you walked.
Maybe you rocked around the clock.
Tick-tock. Tick-tock.
Maybe I ride. Maybe you walk.
Maybe I drive to get off, baby.
Hey kids, shake a leg.
Maybe you're crazy in the head, baby.
Ollie, ollie.
Ollie ollie ollie.
Ollie ollie in come free, baby.
Hey, kids, where are you?
Nobody tells you what to do, baby.
Smack, crack. Shack-a-lack.
Tie another one to your back, baby.
Hey kids, rock and roll.
Nobody tells you where to go, baby.
Maybe you did. Maybe you walk.
Maybe you rock around the clock
Tick-tock. Tick-tock.
Maybe I ride. Maybe you walk.
Maybe I drive to get off, baby.
Hey kids, where are you?
Nobody tells you what to do, baby.
Hey kids, rock and roll.
Nobody tells you where to go, baby, baby, baby.
r.e.m. - the one i love
This one goes out to the one I love
This one goes out to the one I've left behind
A simple prop to occupy my time
This one goes out to the one I love
Fire (she's comin' down on her own, now)
This one goes out to the one I love
This one goes out to the one I've left behind
A simple prop to occupy my time
This one goes out to the one I love
Fire (she's comin' down on her own, now)
This one goes out to the one I love
This one goes out to the one I've left behind
Another prop has occupied my time
This one goes out to the one I love
Fire (she's comin' down on her own, now)
r.e.m. - it s the end of the world
r.e.m. - orange crush
Follow me, don't follow me
I've got my spine, I've got my orange crush
Collar me, don't collar me
I've got my spine, I've got my orange crush
We are agents of the free
I've had my fun and now its time to
Serve your conscience overseas (over me, not over me)
Coming in fast, over me
(repeat verse)
High on the roof,
thin the blood,
another one climbs on the waves tonight,
comin' in, you're home
We'd circle and we'd circle and we'd circle to stop and considerand
centered on the pavement stacked up all the trucks jacked upand
our wheels in slush and orange crush in pocket and all this herecounty
hell any county it's just like heaven here and I was rememberingand I
was just in a different county and all then this whirlybird thatI
headed for I had my goggles pulled off I knew it all I knew everyback
road and every truck stop
(repeat verse and chorus)
r.e.m. - stand
Stand in the place where you live
Now face North
Think about direction
Wonder why you haven't before
Now stand in the place where you work
Now face West
Think about the place where you live
Wonder why you haven't before
If you are confused check with the sun
Carry a compass to help you along
Your feet are going to be on the ground
Your head is there to move you around
(repeat 1st verse)
Your feet are going to be on the ground
Your head is there to move you around
If wishes were trees the trees would be falling
Listen to reason
Season is calling
(repeat 1st verse)
If wishes were trees the trees would be falling
Listen to reason
Reason is calling
Your feet are going to be on the ground
Your head is there to move you around
So Stand (stand)
Now face North
Think about direction, wonder why you haven't before
Now stand (stand)
Now face West
Think about the place where you live
Wonder why you haven't
(repeat 1st verse)
Stand in the place where you are (Now face North)
Stand in the place where you are (Now face West)
Your feet are going to be on the ground (Stand in the place whereyou are)
Your head is there to move you around, so stand
r.e.m. - finest worksong
The time to rise has been engaged
You're better best to rearrange
I'm talking here to me alone
I listen to the finest worksong
Your finest hour
Another chance has been engaged
To throw Thoreau and rearrange
You are following this time
I beg you not beg to rhyme (blow your horn)
Your finest hour (blow your horn)
Take your instinct by the reins
Your better best to rearrange
What we want and what we need
Has been confused been confused (blow your horn)
Your finest hour (blow your song)
Take your instinct by the reins
Better best to rearrange
What we want and what we need
Has been confused been confused (blow your horn)
Your finest hour (blow your song)
Your finest hour (blow your horn)
Your finest hour (blow your song)
Your finest hour
r.e.m. - summer turns to high
Mercury is rising still
Turn the fan on high
I won't step on my own shadow
no one wants to cry.
Someone put a pox on me
I'll spit in their eye.
Summer turns to high.
With my bedsheet cape and sandals
circle citronella candles.
Summer's here, the light is raising
hopes and dragonflies.
If those hopes are overshadowed
cotton candy, caramel apple.
Summer turns to high
Summer turns to high
Summer turns to high,
Summer high
After wine and nectarines
the fireflies and time
move like syrup through the evening
with a sweet resign.
I won't pine for what could have been -
I'm preoccupied!
Summer turns to high
Summer turns to high
Summer turns to high,
Summer high.
r.e.m. - shiny happy people
Shiny happy people laughing
Meet me in the crowd
People, people
Throw your love around
Love me, love me
Take it into town
Happy, happy
Put it in the ground
Where the flowers grow
Gold and silver shine
Shiny happy people holding hands
Shiny happy people laughing
Everyone around
Love them, love them
Put it in your hands
Take care, take care
There's no time to cry
Happy, happy
Put it in your heart
Where tomorrow shines
Gold and silver shine
Shiny happy people holding hands
Shiny happy people laughing
r.e.m. - bad day
A Public service announcement followed me home the other day
I paid it nevermind. Go away.
Shits so thick you could stir it with a stick
Free Teflon whitewashed presidency
We're sick of being jerked around
Wear that on your sleeve
Broadcast me a joyful noise unto the times, lord,
Count your blessings.
We're sick of being jerked around
We all fall down.
Have you ever seen the televised St. Vitus subcommittee prize
Investigation dance? Those-ants-in- pants glances.
Well, look behind the eyes
It's a hallowed, hollow anesthesized
"save my own ass, screw these guys"
smoke and mirror lock down
Broadcast me a joyful noise unto the times, lord,
Count your blessings.
the papers wouldn't lie!
I sigh. Not one more
Its been a bad day.
Please dont take a picture
Its been a bad day.
Please
We're dug in the deep the price is steep.
The auctioneer is such a creep.
The lights went out, the oil ran dry
We blamed it on the other guy
Sure, all men are created equal.
Here?s the church, here?s the steeple
Please stay tuned--we cut to sequel
Ashes, ashes, we all fall down.
Broadcast me a joyful noise unto the times, lord, Count your blessings.
Embrace the lowest fear/Ignore the lower fears
Ugh, this means war.
Its been a bad day.
Broadcast me a joyful noise unto the times, lord,
Count your blessings.
We're sick of being jerked around
We all fall down.
Its been a bad day...
r.e.m. - hollow man
I've been lost
Inside my head
Echoes fall on me
I took
The priceless night
For complicated mess
Persuading things
I didn't mean
And don't believe
Believe in me
Believe in nothing
Corner me
And make me something
I've become
The hollow man, I
I've become
The hollow man I see
Oh, I see this echoing
You have placed
Your trust in me
I went upside down
I emptied up the room
Thirty seconds left
I can't believe
You held your ground
Believe in me
Believe in nothing
Corner me
And make me something
I've become
The hollow man, I
I've become
The hollow man I see
I'm overwhelmed
I'm on repeat
I'm emptied out
I'm incomplete
You trusted me
I want to show you
I don't want to be
The hollow man
Believe in me
Believe in nothing
Corner me
And make me something
I've become
The hollow man, I
I've become
The hollow man I see
I see
r.e.m. - alligator aviator autopilot antimatter
I feel like an alligator
Climbing up the escalator
Climbing up the escalator
I feel strong
I feel like an aviator pilot
Thinks you wouldn't buy it
I'm feeling violent
Beat your bleeding eye in
Hey, hey, alligator, you've got a lot to learn
I have, have got a lot to learn
I feel like an autopilot
I'm the world's strongest island
I feel like a rage coming under my hood
I feel good and calm like a robot would
I feel like an autopilot
I feel like an autopilot
I am not a hater, hater, hater, hater, hater
Hey, hey, alligator, you've got a lot to learn
I have, have got a lot to learn
I feel like a contradiction
I'm a walking science-fiction
I don't know which way to turn
I've got a lot to learn
I've got a lot of lot to learn
If I didn't like the way you stared at me
If I didn't like the way you stared at me
I could sideways, I could knock you blind
I could show you found to the lost and find
I am not an agitator
I feel like an agitator
Climbing up the escalator...
Hey, hey, alligator, you've got a lot to learn
I have got, have got a lot to learn
You've got so much to learn
You got a lot to learn...
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