MELHORES MÚSICAS / MAIS TOCADAS
tv on the radio - a method
Eyes wide mine, suddenly everything
Flies by fine, mind goes on holiday
In its stead, clicking along the curb
Clucking tongues how could they have the nerve
There is hardly a method you know
It's a broken poem, started up yesterday
And it came true now, mind was on holiday
It's an open road will we soon see the end
It's an open book, a story to tell the band
There is hardly a method you know
It's a storm faced cloud, hanging in dystrophy
It's a cold, base clown laughing at enemies
It's a rough wild world could you please chaperone
It's a mind field trip, oh leave it the fuck alone
This is hardly the method you know
There's a purple pain strangling yesterday
There's a purple stain spattered on interstates
It's an awkward stage grasping at anything
Cause it's lost the page
Can't find a word to say
But they want you to
Oh they want you to
Yes they want you too
Oh they want you, too
Broken plates on dirty highways
Pave the way for alien grace
There is hardly a method you know
tv on the radio - all falls down
Love came dancing on the breeze tonight
Like a lose free ticket for one expensive ride
To where light comes from
It just hung in the air like a song to be sung
She rise and you could almost die
And the sight of her exciting flight with fanthon???
Size of thousand brides
Oohh.
Here she comes, here she comes
And your standing there mumbling like the cats got your tongue
She is a turn the gods? cant hold?
Live a ??? worn gold down???
As the stars heads the spells??
Know you are going straight to hell
When love comes
And it all falls down
Down
Rain comes walking with a head on fire??
Think you should
Grab those hands and pull it close before it all expires
And ye her heart out?
Ohh from her light dripping mouth
'cause is winter glorious
Is a breed?? songs or drums???
As the cribs? rise above
Or journey is? a down
When love comes and it all falls
Down
Down
Ooh
All is lost
All is lost
All is
All is lost
All is lost
All is
Feeling as if up your spells?
Like the sun came have a shine???
With your hear still bad
Singing bold as you dance
When love comes and it falls
With your hear still bear
Singing lonely as you dance
When love comes and it falls
Down
tv on the radio - ambulance
Your slim frame
Your eager eyes
And your wild mane
Oh they keep me where I belong
All wrapped up in wrong
You?re to blame
For wasted words of sad refrain
Oh let them take me where they may
Believe me when I say:
I will be your accident
If you will be my ambulance
And I will be your screeching crash
If you will be my crutch and cast
Tonight will be your one more time
If you will be my one last chance
Oh oh fall for me
Your slim frame
Your simple stare
And your wrong, wrong name
Oh they keep me where I belong
All strung out in song
Why so tame
We could shoot wilder vines through younger veins
Sip slope from night?s deep wells
And watch our garden swell
Once the seeds are sewn
Wild and overgrown you?ll see
Hearts colors change like leaves
Oh sweet sweet dream fall for me
Fall fast, fall free, fall for me
Cause I will be your accident
If you will be my ambulance
And I will be your screeching crash
If you will be my crutch and cast
Tonight will be your one more time
If you will be my one last chance
Oh sweet dream fall for me
Fall fast, fall free
Fall with me
tv on the radio - blind
I seen a girl
With a guy
With hair like yours
From what I remember
He took her hand
And smiled her name
Her face like yours
She smiled the same
From what I remember
Been so long since last December
She walked your walk
She talked like you
She shimmered strong
She shined right through
From what I remember
I said I seen a girl
With a guy
So who I'd seen
So who am I
Now I can't remember
Been so long since last December
So I'm sending
Up the ladder
To the perfect doorfront
I'm still mighty tiny
Hoping that you'd be my little godsend
Because right now I'll take any and blindly
Before I find another noose to fit us
Before we choose another hand to hit us
Let us ask each other
What's the difference
Because if you save yourself
I'll save you all the time
Open letter to the ligeance leering
Ah, we entertained you
Why don't you cast your gaze into the moonlight clearly
Cause my love, my love is a suckerbat
Before I find another noose to fit us
Before we choose another hand to hit us
Let us ask each other
What's the problem
Why don't you save yourself
I'll save you all the time
Because if you save yourself
I'll save you all the time
Now what's to blame
Save yourself, I'll save you all the time
Now what's to blame
Save yourself, I'll save you all the time (x2)
tv on the radio - blues from down here
From the depths I called you, ma
for your breath and breast so warm and fabled
Your hands reached inside
grabbed my heart, enlarged, disabled
Hailed for your mercy
An ear that cares
How the blues sound from up there?
With my wet hair, I wipe the blood off of your feet
Carry me through these shark infested waters
Well you spared me from slaughter for sure,
but these sharks are equally in need of a martyr
Oh kindness shared
Undeserved purest gift, this life you spared
How the blues sound from up there?
Teeth gnashing, masticating this dumb tongue
Quiet now, quiet now, hear that supplication
echo into the void
been recieved by no one
Oh my sweet dear
Cold alone poisoning ourselves
engulfed in our own tears
Signed, blues from down here.
Pull the pin, drop it in, let it wash away your
Time for your favorite story
of how to achieve golden glory
Wash yourself all squeaky clean
all in white all Hallow's Eve
Lessen your desire
hold your breath so patiently
never inquire how to be free
Just stay on your knees
You might doubt it
think there's nothing left for me
to do but stomp my feet
and shout about it
From the depths I called you.
Now I'm waiting for an answer patiently
Stuck here at the bottom of this well
It's not the last you've heard from me
tv on the radio - bomb yourself
Bomb your country
Oh shed no tears
TV dinner overfed your fears
So make your money
And spread your seed
Better lap up luxuries
But acknowledge need
You've made a family
Now kill 'em dead
Oh it's not me Ma
It's what the TV said
Your final fantasy for your
Final days
Oh baby it's the infancy
In so many ways
Bomb your country
Then sit and smile
Why don't you lay back easy
Just wait a while
Just wait a while
So baby bomb your country
And sit and smile
Oh baby lay back easy
Just wait a while
Just wait a while
Final fantasy
tv on the radio - bufallo girls
It's happening again.
The sound erodes my mouth
And now it's nappening again
Demarking territories,
Lips are flapping again
Slapping crappy raps
And setting toes taping again.
And asses shakin'.
Buffalo girl, won't you come out tonight?
Once I said I wouldn't touch your shit with hitler's dick
But now your body's changed my mind
Because those thighs is thick
Yo, you packed in the back
Like you was hidin' twin midgets
Contraband booty shaker
Girl, give me the digits!
"I got a man," says you
"I didn't ask," says I
"besides, you mean to tell me
That you're satisfied?"
(oh no)
"I'm just sayin', got three courses
In that backside meal
What does he
Tag it, doggy bag it?
C'mon girl, fo' real!"
Buffalo girl, won't you come out tonight?
I'm hungry girl,
More hunger than starvin' has
Carve me off a slice
Of that thick-ass ham
'cause there ain't nothin' better
In this whole wide world
Than a thick-back buffalo girl
Buffalo girl, won't you come out tonight?
In the days of grecian yore,
My name was flavius maximus
Profusely seducing cooches
In a way deemed blasphemous
"by jesus, god," the nymphs cried
As I induced their juices.
A sexual slaughter of all their
Daughters, from bruce's to zeus's
My succubus staff,
Pure animus arms octopus groping,
Copious bounty, melliferous breasts
Clitoris unloose your sluices
And register my radius
All screaming, all screaming,
"save us, flavius! save us, flavius,"
"from what?"
"from the glut of ill lovers
"sticking like string cheese in a gorge.
"clear-cut nillaput niggas
"bustin' coconuts then they out the door.
"from the glut of mango-wranglers
"wouldn't know suave if it sucked 'em,
"macho wang-baggers still
"wouldn't know dick if it fucked 'em.
"so save us, flavius," they cried,
They cried from two sets of labias
And, oh yes,
Stampedo for my torpedo
Buffalo girls, won't 'cha come out tonight?
tv on the radio - caffeinated consciousness
Now drop yourself with no concern
On how to breathe
When your mind is burned
On optimistic, on overload
Can we shift the heat back
To when your heart's grown cold
In severed light
Our souls are damaged
And with that caged
To the cause of light
Now I can see
Another language
Gone optimistic
We're gonna survive
We're the tail-end of the sun
To a greener hideaway
Where in peace I found my fun
Till I heard the future say
I'm in an army, a megaquake
A force of nature
All hell ashake
Improve our days now, cause we might not sleep tonight
Suffused are we to the cause of light!
On optimistic
On overload
Can we shift the heat back
To when your heart's grown cold
And now we know why
And know what we must do
Aware of the cracks
The heart shines through
We're the tail-end of the sun
To a greener hideaway
Where in peace I found my fun
Till I heard the future say
We're the tail-end of the sun
To a greener hideaway
Where in peace I found my fun
Till I heard the future...
(Would you believe my life was all right)
A bed of roses
And rollercoasters
(Would you believe my life was so fine)
A bed of roses
And rollercoasters
A bed of roses
And rollercoasters
tv on the radio - crying
Laugh in the face of death under masthead.
Hold your breath through late breaking disasters,
Next to news of the trite.
And the codes
And the feelings that meant to be noble
Like coke in the nose of the nobles
Keeps it alight.
And the wrath
And the riots
And the races on fire
And the music for tanks with no red lights in sight.
Got you
cryin'
cryin'
Oh whyin'
Oh my my my
Gold is another word for culture.
Leads to fattening
Of the vultures
Till this bird can barely fly.
And Mary and David smoke dung in the trenches
While Zion's behaviour never gets mentioned.
The writings
On your wall
And the blood on the cradle
And the ashes you wade through
Got you callin' God's name in vain
Leaved the damned to damn it all!
's got you
cryin'
Cryin'
Oh whyin'
Oh my my my
Broken nose, coloured glasses
Can't see for the thorns
And you just can't stand no more!
What a clumsy kind of low
Time to take the wheel and the road
From the masters
Take this car, drive it straight into the wall
Build it back up from the floor.
And stop our
Cryin'
Cryin'
Oh whyin'
Oh my my my
Our cryin'
Our cryin'
Our cryin'
Still you try, try, try
tv on the radio - dancing choose
He's a what?
He's a what?
He's a newspaper man
And he gets his best ideas
From a newspaper stand;
From his boots to his pants
To his comments and his rants
He knows that any little article will do!
Though he expresses some confusion
'Bout his part in the plan,
And he can't understand
That he's not in command;
The decisions underwritten
By the cash in his hand
Bought a sweater for
His weimariner too
Now I'm no mad man,
But that's insanity
Feast before famine,
And more before family
Goes and shows up with
More bowls and more
Cups and the riot for the
Last hot meal erupts
Corrupts his hard drive
Through the leanest months
Shells out the hard cash
For the sickest stunts;
On aftershave, on gasoline
He flips the page and turns
The scene
In my mind I'm drowning butterflies
Broken dreams and alibis;
That's fine.
I've seen my palette blown
To monochrome-
Hollow heart
Clicks hollowtone,
It's time.
Eye on authority,
Thumb prints a forgery
Boy, ain't it crazy what the
Lights can do
For counterfeit community;
Every opportunity
Wasted as the space
Between the flash tattoo
And the half-hearted hologram,
Posed for the party
Now he gloss full bleed
On a deaf dumb tree
Cod liver dollar signs,
Credit card autograph
Down for the record
But not for freedom
Angry young mannequin
American, apparently
Still to the rhythm
Better get to the back of me
Can't stand the vision,
Better tongue the anatomy
Gold plated overhead,
Blank transparency
In the days of old,
You were a nut
Now you need three bumps
Before you cut
Not that I should care about,
Nothing I ain't scared of, but
I guess you had to be there.
In my mind I'm breeding butterflies,
Broken dreams, and alibis
That's fine.
I've seen my palette
Blown to monochrome
Hollow heart
Clicks hollowtone
In time.
I see you figured in your action pose
Foam-injected axl rose,
Life size
Should something shake you
And you drop the news,
Lord, just keep your dancing shoes
Off mine
tv on the radio - dirty whirlwind
Oh there is a murderous amongst us
her love is a violent spiral
hurling in the corners
congered up at the birth of the world
Dirgen is a dancer
mindless questions find no answers
slicin' through the ether
yeah she's gleamin like mother of pearls
dirty little whirl wind
commander, controller
I've found you
dirty little whirl wind
I am pinned by the heat of your swirl
dirty little whirl wind
decender, destroyer, i've found you
you dirty little whirl wind
tangled up in the flesh of a girl
curl me up inside you
this spark in your eyes
the night the apocolypse inside you
twisting the bits from the barnacles
burning up inside you
let me churn in your furnace of whirl
dirty little whirl wind
commander, controller
I've found you
dirty little whirl wind
I am pinned by the heat of your swirl
dirty little whirl wind
decender, destroyer, i've found you
you dirty little whirl wind
all caught up in the flesh of a girl
all I ever wanted to be was destroyed at sea
the hurricane rescued me
savage calamity
all I ever wanted to be was destroyed at sea
the hurricane rescued me
savage calamity
do not delay we stood in place for it
turn me up inside you
up and into the heart of your whirl
tv on the radio - dlz
Congratulations on the mess you made of things;
On trying to reconstruct the air and all that brings.
And oxidation is the compromise you own
But this is beginning to feel like the dog wants her bones
saved
You force your fire then you falsify your deeds
Your methods dot the disconnect from all your creeds
And fortune strives to fill the vacuum that it feeds
But this is beginning to feel like the dog's lost her lead
This is beginning to feel like the long
winded blues of the never
This is beginning to feel like it's curling up slowly
and finding a throat to choke
This is beginning to feel like the long
winded blues of the never
Barely controlled locomotive consuming the picture
and blowing the crows, the smoke
This is beginning to feel like the long
winded blues of the never
Static eplosion devoted to crushing the broken
and shoving their souls to ghost
Eternalised. Objectified.
You set your sights so high.
But this is beginning to feel like
the bolt busted loose from the lever
Never you mind
Death professor
Your structure's fine
My dust is better
Your victim flies so high
All to catch a bird's eye view of who's next
Never you mind
Death professor.
Love is life,
My love is better.
Eyes could be the diamonds
Confused with who's next
Never you mind
Death professor.
Your shocks are fine,
My struts are better.
Your fiction flies so high,
Y'all could use a doctor
Who's sick, who's next?
Never you mind
Death professor.
Electrified, my love is better
It's crystallized, so'm I.
All could be the diamond
Fused with who's next
This is beginning to feel like the dawn of a loser forever
This is beginning to feel like the dawn of a loser forever
This is beginning to feel like the dawn of a loser forever
tv on the radio - don t love you
Oh simple girl
Oh foolish man
Trying to bend these lovers rules
Into a simple plan
Oh aching bones on sleepless bed
They toss and turn and roll away
From words unsaid
It's just that all that you were
Was all I could want
Now I can't trust your lover's tongue
Except to tease and taunt
It's been said best by you
Been said best before
But I just want to let you know
I don't love you anymore
Sad wakes alone
Cradling the phone
Knows that sullen silence
Is the meanest way to moan
But all that you were
Was all that I had
And we could not find a simple way
To work that simple plan
Oh aching bones
Oh sleepless bed
Toss, turn and roll
Away from words unsaid
It's been said best by you
Been said best before
But I just want to let you know I don't
Love you anymore
I just want to let you know
I don't love you anymore
tv on the radio - dreams
All your dreams are over now
And all your wings have fallen down
Oh all your dreams are over now
And all your wings have fallen down
She's just like you
So why keep doing what you do
Why cut a friend
Why cruise that mean lean to an end
You could have heel toed
To another place
You could have peeled slow
To a better face
But your heart can't grieve
For your little dreams
Oh no your heart can't grieve
Not for your little dreams
All your dreams are over now
And all your wings have fallen down
All your dreams are over now
And all your wings have fallen down
Broke trust in two
Now no one's looking out for you
Why keep it cruel
Why waste so much to play the fool
And maybe I'm the fool but I think we'd find
That we could all be so so kind
If you'd just leave your tread mill powertrip behind
Oh leave your treadmill powertrip behind
And maybe it's best that you're so so blind
It's best that your so so blind
Because your heart can't grieve
I know your heart can't grieve
I know your heart can't grieve
What your eyes won't see
But you were my favorite moment
Of our dead century
I know your heart can't grieve
What your eyes won't see
But you were my favorite moment
Of our dead century
But all your dreams are over now
And all your wings have fallen down
Oh all your dreams are over now
And all your wings have fallen down
Oh warfarin' terrapin
Unconfined undesigned
Undersigned bantering
Bartering bellowing
Barracking blundering
Pillaging plundering
Living and lavishing
Hammerings harrowing
Flourishing flattening
Levelling reveling
Wrecking and ravaging
Savoring savaging
Oh warfarrin terrapin
Unconfined undesigned
You've got me worried and wondering
All your dreams are over now
And all your wings have fallen down
All your dreams are over now
tv on the radio - dry drunk emperor
baby boy
dieing under hot desert sun,
watch your colours run.
did you believe the lie they told you,
that christ would lead the way
and in a matter of days
hand us victory?
did you buy the bull they sold you,
that the bullets and the bombs
and all the strong arms
would bring home security?
all eyes upon
dry drunk emperor
gold cross cross jock skull and bones
mocking smile,
he's been
standing naked for a while!
get him gone, get him gone, get him gone!!
and bring all the thieves to trial.
end their promise
end their dream
watch it turn to steam
rising to the nose of some cross legged god
gog of magog
end times sort of thing.
oh unmentionable disgrace
shield the childrens faces
as all the monied apes
display unimaginably poor taste
in a scramble for mastery.
atta' boy get em with your gun
till mr. mega ton
tells us when we've won
or
what we're gonna leave undone.
all eyes upon
dry drunk emperor
gold cross jock skull and bones
mocking smile,
he's been
naked for a while.
get him gone, get him gone, get him gone!!!
and bring all his thieves to trial.
what if all the fathers and the sons
went marching with their guns
drawn on washington.
that would seal the deal,
show if it was real,
this supposed freedom.
what if all the bleeding hearts
took it on themselves
to make a brand new start.
organs pumpin on their sleeves,
paint murals on the white house
feed the leaders L.S.D
grab your fife and drum,
grab yor gold baton
and let's meet on the lawn,
shut down this hypocrisy.
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