Letras 2019

Eleanor Rigby
The Beatles
Ah, look at all the lonely people

Eleanor Rigby
Picks up the rice in the church where a wedding has been
Lives in a dream
Waits at the window
Wearing the face that she keeps in a jar by the door
Who is it for?
All the lonely people

Where do they all come from?
Where do they all belong?
Father McKenzie
Writing the words of a sermon that no one will hear
No one comes near
Look at him working
Darning his socks in the night when there's nobody there
What does he care?


Eleanor Rigby
Died in the church and was buried along with her name
Nobody came
Father McKenzie
Wiping the dirt from his hands as he walks from the grave
No one was saved
All the lonely people (ah, look at all the lonely people)
All the lonely people (ah, look at all the lonely people)
Compositores: John Lennon / Paul McCartney

Experiment in Terror
Fantômas
This luck you can't buy

Won't touch you this time
One day this dirty stool pigeon will fly
Halos and charmed lives

I'll help you next time
One day this dirty stool pigeon will fly
And hear the angels sing

Reach out and spread my wings in hell
Your luck has run dry

Caught in the bullseye
Today this pretty little birdy will die
Will die, will die
No singing tonight
Compositores: Henry Nicola Mancini

Gone Daddy Gone
Violent Femmes
Beautiful girl lovely dress

High school smiles oh yes
Where she is now I can only guess
'Cause it's gone daddy gone

The love is gone
Gone daddy gone
The love is gone away
Your love is gone
Gone daddy gone
When I see you

Eyes will turn blue
When I see you
Thousand eyes turnin' blue

The love is gone
Gone daddy gone
Yeah it's gone daddy gone
Your love is gone
Gone daddy gone
Tell by the way you that you switch and walk

I can see by the way that you baby talk
I can know by the way you treat your man
I can love you baby til it's a cryin'

Your love is gone
Gone daddy gone
The love is gone
Gone daddy gone
The love is gone
The love is gone

Fifteen smiles oh yes
Where she is now I can only guess
Your love is gone
Gone daddy gone
The love is gone
Gone daddy gone
The love is gone
Compositores: Gordon Gano / Willie Dixon

Over and Over and Over
Jack White
The Sisyphean dreamer (Over and over)

My fibula and femur I think, therefore I die
Hold the weight of the world Anxiety and I rolling down a mountain
(Over and over) (Over and over)
I think, therefore I die (Over and over)
Anxiety and I rolling down a mountain
(Over and over) And although you've warned me
The gods have all scorned me now
My shoulder holds the weight of the world
Yeah, the wind is blowing Compositores: Jack White

Volcano's blowing, my lungs are blowing
(Over and over)
Who could not win the mistress, wooed the maid
With the no sign of a grave
(Over and over)
(Over and over)
Hollow body
One deli perfetti
Move like a son of porcini
(Over and over)
The rock 'n' roller, the young and older
Rolling back to the stroller
(Over and over)
And although you've warned me

The gods have all scorned me now
The wind is blowing

(Over and over)
(Over and over)
(Over and over)
And I'm punished for the passion

Only telling 'cause you're asking
And am I gutting for the tasking?
And the love is all drowning

And they're never gonna find 'em
'Cause the eagle's gonna blind 'em
(Over and over)
Yeah, my shoulder on a boulder

Holds the weight of the world
Oh, the wind is blowing

(Over and over)
(Over and over)
My shoulder holds the weight of the world

(Over and over)
(Over and over)
The Sisyphean dreamer

My fibula and femur
Hold the weight of the world
Loser
Beck Hansen
In the time of chimpanzees I was a monkey

Butane in my veins so I'm out to cut the junkie
With the plastic eyeballs, spray paint the vegetables
Dog food stalls with the beefcake pantyhose
Kill the headlights and put it in neutral
Stock car flamin' with a loser and the cruise control
Baby's in Reno with the vitamin D
Got a couple of couches sleep on the love seat
Someone keeps sayin' I'm insane to complain

About a shotgun wedding and a stain on my shirt
Don't believe everything that you read
You get a parking violation and a maggot on your sleeve
So shave your face with some mace in the dark
Savin' all your food stamps and burnin' down the trailer park
Yo, cut it
Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby so why don't you kill me? (double barrel buckshot)
Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?
The forces of evil in a bozo nightmare

Ban all the music with a phony gas chamber
'Cause one's got a weasel and the other's got a flag
One's got on the pole shove the other in a bag
With the rerun shows and the cocaine nose job
The daytime crap with the folksinger slop
He hung himself with a guitar string
A slab of turkey neck and it's hangin' from a pigeon wing
You can't get it right if you can't relate

Trade the cash for the beef for the body for the hate
And my time is a piece of wax fallin' on a termite
That's chokin' on the splinters
Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby so why don't you kill me?
(Get crazy with the Cheeze Whiz)
Soy un perdedor
(Drive-by body pierce)
Soy
Soy un perdedor
(I can't believe you)
Soy un perdedor
Soy un perdedor
(Sprechen Sie Deutche, baby)
Soy un perdedor
(Know what I'm sayin'?)
Compositores: Beck Hansen / Carl Stephenson

Powa
tUnE-yArDs
Wait, honey honey

Wait, honey honey
I will never get to sleep
Rebel, rebel, no
I can never get to sleep
I'm a rebel, rebel, no
Hold me til I get to sleep
Oh baby bring me home to bed
Rebel, rebel, no
Lightening dances in my head
Devil, devil, whoa, oh, oh
Burning steady as a motor
Not a pebble, pebble
Baby, bring me home to bed
I need you to press me down
before my body flies away from me
Your power
Inside
It rocks me like a lullaby
Your power
Inside
Your power
Inside
Oh baby, I just don't know why
Your power
Your power inside
Waiting for you

Hurry up
Mirror, mirror on the wall

Can you see my face at all?
My man likes me from behind
Tell the truth I never mind
'Cause you bomb me with lies,
humiliations everyday
You bomb me so many times
I never find my way

Come on and bomb me
Why won't you bomb me?
Come on and bomb
Go on and whoa,
oh, ah woah, ah
oh, ooh, oh
Your power
Inside
Your power
In my mine
It gives me thrills I can't describe
Your face in mine
Oh baby, I just don't know why
Your power
Inside
Your power
Compositores: Merrill Martin Garbus

Communication Breakdown
Led Zeppelin
Hey girl stop what you're doin'!

Hey girl you'll drive me to ruin.
I don't know what it is that I like about you
But I like it a lot.
Won't you let me hold you
Let me feel your lovin' charms.
Communication breakdown
It's always the same
I'm having a nervous breakdown
Drive me insane!
Hey girl I got something I think you ought to know.

Hey babe I want to tell you that I love you so.
I want to hold you in my arms, yeah!
I'm never gonna let you go,
'Cause I like your charms.
Drive me insane!
Drive me insane!
I want you to love me all night

(Communication breakdown)I want you to love me
(Communication breakdown)I want you to love...yeah! I want you to love!
Compositores: John Bonham / John Paul Jones / Jimmy Page

You Really Got Me
The Kinks
Girl, you really got me goin'

You got me so I don't know what I'm doin' now
Yeah, you really got me now
You got me so I can't sleep at night

Oh yeah, you really got me now
You really got me

You really got me
You really got me
See, don't ever set me free

I always want to be by your side
Girl, you really got me now

You really got me

You really got me
You really got me
Oh no
See, don't ever set me free

I always want to be by your side
Girl, you really got me now

You really got me

You really got me
You really got me
Compositores: Ray Davies

This Is Love
PJ Harvey
I can't believe that life's so complex

When I just want to sit here and watch you undress
I can't believe that life's so complex
When I just want to sit here and watch you undress
This is love, this is love

That I'm feeling
That I'm feeling
This is love, love, love
That I'm feeling
Does it have to be a life full of dread

I wanna chase you round the table, I wanna touch your head
Does it have to be a life full of dread
I wanna chase you round the table, I wanna touch your head

That I'm feeling
That I'm feeling
This is love, love, love, love
That I'm feeling
I can't believe that the axis turns on suffering

When you taste so good
I can't believe that the axis turns on suffering
When my head burns
Love, love, love, love

That I'm feeling
That I'm feeling
That I'm feeling
Even in the summer

Even in the spring
You can never get too much of
A wonderful thing
You're the only story that I never told

You're my dirty little secret, wanna keep you so
You're the only story that never been told
You're my dirty little secret, wanna keep you so
Come on out, come on over, help me forget

Keep the walls from falling as they're tumbling in
Come on out, come on over, help me forget
Keep the walls from falling on me, tumbling in
Keep the walls from falling as they're tumbling in

That I'm feeling
That I'm feeling
That I'm feeling
That I'm feeling
That I'm feeling
That I'm feeling
That I'm feeling
That I'm feeling Compositores: Polly Harvey
Song 2
Blur
Woo-hoo
Woo-hoo
Woo-hoo
Woo-hoo
I got my head checked

By a jumbo jet
It wasn't easy
But nothing is
No
When I feel heavy metal

(Woo-hoo) And I'm pins and I'm needles
(Woo-hoo) Well, I lie and I'm easy
All of the time but I'm never sure why I need you
Pleased to meet you
I got my head done

When I was young
It's not my problem
It's not my problem
When I feel heavy metal

(Woo-hoo) And I'm pins and I'm needles
(Woo-hoo) Well, I lie and I'm easy
All of the time but I'm never sure why I need you
Pleased to meet you
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Oh, yeah
Compositores: Damon Albarn / David Rowntree / Graham Coxon / Steven Alexander

James
I Wanna Be Your Dog
The Stooges
So messed up, I want you here

In my room, I want you here
Now we're gonna be face-to-face
And I'll lay right down in my favorite place
And now I want to be your dog

Now I want to be your dog
Well, come on
Now I'm ready to close my eyes

And now I'm ready to close my mind
And now I'm ready to feel your hand
And lose my heart on the burning sands
And now I want to be your dog

And now I wanna be your dog
Well, come on
Compositores: Dave Alexander / Iggy Pop / Ron Asheton / Scott Asheton

Rumble
Link Wray, The Wraymen
I'm sleeping, sleeping to encompass myself

I wake up, wake up then distribute what's left
With my anger well diffused
The link to love I now may choose
With my heart no more abused
The link of love I now may use
I'm sleeping, sleeping to develop myself
I wake up, wake up then relinquish what's left
Well I was caught by your lies spinnin'
Then was saved by truth's opinion
All's quiet now
The link to love I may choose
The link of love I may use
Compositores: M. GRANT / L. RAY

Born To Be Wild
Steppenwolf
Get your motor runnin'

Head out on the highway
Lookin' for adventure
And whatever comes our way
Yeah Darlin' go make it happen
Take the world in a love embrace
Fire all of your guns at once
And explode into space
I like smoke and lightning

Heavy metal thunder
Racin' with the wind
And the feelin' that I'm under
Like a true nature's child

We were born, born to be wild
We can climb so high
I never wanna die
Born to be wild
Born to be wild
Get your motor runnin'

Head out on the highway
Lookin' for adventure
And whatever comes our way
Like a true nature's child

We were born, born to be wild
We can climb so high
I never wanna die
Born to be wild
Born to be wild
Compositores: Mars Bonfire

Let There Be Rock
AC/DC
In the beginning
Back in nineteen fifty-five
Man didn't know about a rock 'n' roll show
And all that jive
The white man had the smoltz
The black man had the blues
No one knew what they was gonna do
But Tchaikovsky had the news
He said
Let there be sound

There was sound
Let there be light
There was light
Let there be drums
There was drums
Let there be guitar
There was guitar
Oh, Let there be rock
And it came to pass

That rock 'n' roll was born
All across the land every rockin' band
Was blowing up a storm
And the guitar man got famous
The businessman got rich
And in every bar there was a super star
With a seven year itch
There were fifteen million fingers
Learning how to play
And you could hear the fingers picking
And this is what they had to say
Let there be light
Sound
Drums
Guitar
Let there be rock
One night in a club called "The Shaking Hand"

There was a ninety-two decibel rocking band
And the music was good and the music was loud
And the singer turned and he said to the crowd -
Let there be rock
Compositores: Ronald Belford Scott / Angus Mckinnon Young / Malcolm Mitchell Young

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Eleanor Rigby

Ah, look at all the lonely people

All the lonely people

All the lonely people

Ah, look at all the lonely people

Compositores: John Lennon / Paul McCartney

This luck you can't buy

Halos and charmed lives

And hear the angels sing

Your luck has run dry

Compositores: Henry Nicola Mancini

Beautiful girl lovely dress

'Cause it's gone daddy gone

When I see you

'Cause it's gone daddy gone

Tell by the way you that you switch and walk

'Cause it's gone daddy gone

Beautiful girl lovely dress

Compositores: Gordon Gano / Willie Dixon

The Sisyphean dreamer (Over and over)

Yeah, the wind is blowing Compositores: Jack White

And although you've warned me

The wind is blowing

And I'm punished for the passion

And the love is all drowning

Yeah, my shoulder on a boulder

Oh, the wind is blowing

My shoulder holds the weight of the world

The Sisyphean dreamer

In the time of chimpanzees I was a monkey

Someone keeps sayin' I'm insane to complain

The forces of evil in a bozo nightmare

You can't get it right if you can't relate

Compositores: Beck Hansen / Carl Stephenson

Wait, honey honey

Waiting for you

Mirror, mirror on the wall

I never find my way

Compositores: Merrill Martin Garbus

Hey girl stop what you're doin'!

Hey girl I got something I think you ought to know.

I want you to love me all night

Compositores: John Bonham / John Paul Jones / Jimmy Page

Girl, you really got me goin'

Yeah, you really got me now

You really got me

See, don't ever set me free

Yeah, you really got me now

You really got me

See, don't ever set me free

Yeah, you really got me now

You really got me

Compositores: Ray Davies

I can't believe that life's so complex

This is love, this is love

Does it have to be a life full of dread

This is love, this is love

I can't believe that the axis turns on suffering

Love, love, love, love

Even in the summer

You're the only story that I never told

Come on out, come on over, help me forget

This is love, this is love