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domingo, 19 de fevereiro de 2012

The Smiths - There is a light that never goes out

The Smiths - There is a light that never goes out




Take me out tonight
Where there's music and there's people
Who are young and alive
Driving in your car
I never never want to go home
Because I haven't got one
Anymore



Take me out tonight
Because I want to see people
And I want to see lights
Driving in your car
Oh please don't drop me home
Because it's not my home
It's their home
And I'm welcome no more



And if a double-decker bus
Crashes into us
To die by your side
Such a heavenly way to die
And if a ten-ton truck
Kills the both of us
To die by your side
Well, the pleasure and the privilege is mine



Take me out tonight
Oh take me anywhere
I don't care, I don't care, I don't care
And in the darkened underpass
I thought "Oh God, my chance has come at last"
But then a strange fear gripped me
And I just couldn't ask



Take me out tonight
Take me anywhere
I don't care, I don't care, I don't care
Just driving in your car
I never never want to go home
Because I haven't got one
Oh, I haven't got one



There is a light that never goes out
There is a light that never goes out
There is a light that never goes out
  There is a light that never goes out

segunda-feira, 30 de agosto de 2010

The Smiths - Pretty Girls Make Graves

The Smiths - Pretty Girls Make Graves


Upon the sand, upon the bay 
"There is a quick and easy way" you say 
Before you illustrate 
I'd rather state : 
"I'm not the man you think I am 
I'm not the man you think I am" 

And Sorrow's native son 
He will not smile for anyone 


And Pretty Girls Make Graves 
Oh ... 


End of the pier, end of the bay 
You tug my arm, and say : "Give in to lust, 
Give up to lust, oh heaven knows we'll 
Soon be dust ... "


Oh, I'm not the man you think I am 
I'm not the man you think I am 


And Sorrow's native son 
He will not rise for anyone 


And Pretty Girls Make Graves 
Oh really ?
Oh ... 


I could have been wild and I could have 
Been free 
But Nature played this trick on me 


She wants it Now 
And she will not wait 
But she's too rough 
And I'm too delicate 


Then, on the sand 
Another man, he takes her hand 
A smile lights up her stupid face 
(and well, it would) 


I lost my faith in Womanhood 
I lost my faith in Womanhood 
I lost my faith ... 
Oh ... 


















The Smiths - Some Girls Are Bigger Than Others

Some Girls Are Bigger Than Others

The Smiths

From the ice-age to the dole-age


There is but one concern


I have just discovered:


Some girls are bigger than others


Some girls are bigger than others


Some girls mothers are bigger than
Other girls mothers
Some girls are bigger than others
Some girls are bigger than others
Some girls mothers are bigger than
Other girls mothers


As Anthony said to Cleopatra


As he opened a crate of ale:


Oh I say...
Some girls are bigger than others
Some girls are bigger than others
Some girls mothers are bigger than
Other girls mothers.
Some girls are bigger than others
Some girls are bigger than others
Some girls mothers are bigger than
Other girls mothers


Send me your pillow


The one that you dream on


Send me your pillow
The one that you dream on
And I'll send you mine...