1222. In the waiting line - Zero 7

Wait in line
'Till your time
Ticking clock
Everyone stop

Everyone's saying different things to me
Different things to me
Everyone's saying different things to me
Different things to me

Whoa
Do you believe
In what you see
There doesn't seem to be anybody else who agrees with me

Do you believe
In what you see
Motionless wheel
Nothing is real
Wasting my time
In the waiting line
Do you believe in
What you see

Nine to five
Living lies
Everyday
Stealing time
Everyone's taking everything they can
Everything they can
Everyone's taking everything they can
Everything they can

Whoa
Do you believe
In what you feel
It doesn't seem to be anybody else who agrees with me

Do you believe
In what you see
Motionless wheel
Nothing is real
Wasting my time
In the waiting line
Do you believe
In what you see

Ah and I'll shout and I'll scream
But I'd rather not have seen
And I'll hide away for another day

Do you believe
In what you see
Motionless wheel
Nothing is real
Wasting my time
In the waiting line
Do you believe
In what you see

Everyone's saying different things to me
Different things to me
Different things to me
Different things to me
Different things to me
Everyone's taking everything they can
Everything they can

1221. Flume - Bon Iver

I am my mother's only one
It's enough

I wear my garment so it shows
Now you know

Only love is all maroon
Gluey feathers on a flume
Sky is womb and she's the moon

I am my mother on the wall, with us all
I move in water, shore to shore
Nothing's more

Only love is all maroon
Lapping lakes like leary loons
Leaving rope burns
Reddish rouge

Only love is all maroon
Gluey feathers on a flume
Sky is womb and she's the moon

1220. Bongo bong - Manu Chao

Mama was queen of the mambo
Papa was king of the Congo
Deep down in the jungle
I start bangin' my first bongo
Every monkey'd like to be
In my place instead of me
Cause I'm the king of bongo, baby
I'm the king of bongo bong

I went to the big town
Where there is a lot of sound
From the jungle to the city
Looking for a bigger crown
So I play my boogie
For the people of big city
But they don't go crazy
When I'm bangin' in my boogie

I'm the (king of the bongo, king of the bongo bong)
Hear me when I come baby
(King of the bongo, king of the bongo bong)

Nobody'd like to be in my place instead of me
Cause nobody go crazy when I'm bangin' on my boogie
I'm a king without a crown hanging loose in a big town
But I'm the king of bongo baby I'm the king of bongo bong
(King of the bongo, king of the bongo bong)
Hear me when I come, baby,
(king of the bongo, king of the bongo bong)

They say that I'm a clown
Making too much dirty sound
They say there is no place for little monkey in this town
Nobody'd like to be in my place instead of me
Cause nobody go crazy when I'm bangin' on my boogie

I'm the (king of the bongo, king of the bongo bong)
Hear me when I come, baby
(King of the bongo, king of the bongo bong)
Hear me when I come

Bangin' on my bongo all that swing belongs to me
I'm so happy there's nobody in my place instead of me
I'm a king without a crown hanging loose in a big town
I'm the king of bongo baby I'm the king of bongo bong
(King of the bongo, king of the bongo bong)
Hear me when I come, baby
(king of the bongo, king of the bongo bong)

1219. Stardust - Hoagy Carmichael

Sometimes I wonder why I spend
The lonely nights dreaming of a song
The melody haunts my reverie
And I am once again with you

When our love was new
And each kiss an inspiration
Ah but that was long ago
Now my consolation is in the stardust of a song

Beside the garden wall when stars are bright
You are in my arms
The nightingale tells his fairy tale
Of paradise where roses grew

Though I dream in vain
In my heart it will remain
My stardust melody
The memory of love's refrain

1218. Flipside - Norah Jones

I tried to get high, but you wanted me low
Good things are happening, but happening slow
It's some kind of mystery from long ago

I finally know who I'm supposed to be
My mind was locked but I found the key
Hope it don't all slip away from me

Hard times, fun lines
Moments pass by and I cry
Rewind, step behind
It's hard to find the flip-side

I can't stand when you tell me to get back
If we're all free, then why does it seem we can't just be?

You saw your reflection all over the news
Your temperature's well past a hundred and two
Put the guns away, or we'll all gonna lose

Stand by, or take flight
Eat or throw your piece pie
Walk on, or be mine
Moments fly by and I cry

I can't stand when you tell me to get back
If we're all free, then why does it seem we can't just be?
I can't stand when you tell me to get back
If we're all free, then why does it seem we can't just be?

1217. You give me something - James Morrison

You only stay with me in the morning
You only hold me when I sleep
I was meant to tread the water
But now I've gotten in too deep

For every piece of me that wants you
Another piece backs away

You give me something
That makes me scared alright
This could be nothing
But I'm willing to give it a try
Please give me something
Because someday I might know my heart

You only waited up for hours
Just to spend a little time alone with me
And I can say I've never bought you flowers
I can't work out what they mean

I never thought that I'd love someone
That was someone else's dream

You give me something
That makes me scared alright
This could be nothing
But I'm willing to give it a try
Please give me something
Because someday I might call you from my heart

But it might be a second too late
And the words that I could never say
Are gonna come out anyway

You give me something
That makes me scared alright
This could be nothing
But I'm willing to give it a try
Please give me something

You give me something
That makes me scared alright
This could be nothing
But I'm willing to give it a try
Please give me something
Because someday I might know my heart

Know my heart, know my heart, know my heart

1216. Foram cardos foram prosas - Manuela Moura Guedes

Há luz sem lume aceso
Mas sem amar o calor
À flor de um fogo preso
À luz do meu claro amor

Há madressilvas aos pés
E águas lavam o rosto
Dedos que tens em rés pés
Oh, meu amante deposto

Não foram poemas nem rosas
Que colheste no meu colo
Foram cardos, foram prosas
Arrancadas do meu solo

Porque tu ainda me queres
O amor que ainda fazemos
Dá-me um sinal se puderes
Sejamos amantes supremos

Será sempre a subir
Ao cimo de ti
Só para te sentir

Será no alto de mim
Que um corpo só
Exalta o seu fim

1215. Estou a aprender a ser feliz - Pólo Norte

Andar, nesta estrada, por caminhos incertos
Tão longe e tão perto do que eu quero ser
Cantar, uma balada, de sonhos despertos
De braços abertos para te conhecer

Mas na verdade
Estou aqui pra te sentir
Para te ver a sorrir

Estou a aprender a ser feliz
Aquilo que eu vou ser ninguém me diz
A guitarra que só toca por amor
Não acalma o desejo, nem a dor

Bem vês, companheira, eu parto sozinho
E corro o destino as vezes sem crer
Talvez, também queira, cantar-te baixinho
Dar-te o meu carinho e tudo esquecer

Mas na verdade
Estou aqui pra te sentir
Para te ver a sorrir

Estou a aprender a ser feliz
Aquilo que eu vou ser ninguém me diz
A guitarra que só toca por amor
Não acalma o desejo, nem a dor

1214. There she goes - The La's

there she goes
there she goes again
racing thru' my brain

and i just can't contain
this feelin' that remains

there she blows
there she blows again
pulsing thru' my vein

and i just can't contain
this feelin' that remains

there she goes, there she goes again
she calls my name, pulls my train
no-one else could heal my pain

and i just can't contain
this feelin' that remains

there she goes
there she goes again
chasing down my lane

and i just can't contain
this feelin' that remains

1213. You and whose army? - Radiohead

Come on, come on
You think you drive me crazy
Come on, come on
You and whose army?
You and your cronies
Come on, come on
Holy Roman empire
Come on if you think
Come on if you think
You can take us on
You can take us on

You and whose army?
You and your cronies

You forget so easily
We ride tonight
We ride tonight
Ghost horses
Ghost horses
We ride tonight
We ride tonight
Ghost horses
Ghost horses
Ghost horses

1212. O meu amor foi para o Brasil - Ana Moura

O meu amor foi para o Brasil nesse vapor
Gravou a fumo o seu adeus no azul do céu
Quando chegou ao Rio de Janeiro
Nem uma linha escreveu
Já passou um ano inteiro

Deixou promessa de carta de chamada
Nesta barriga deixou uma semente
A flor nasceu e ficou espigada
Quer saber do pai ausente
E eu não lhe sei dizer nada

Anda perdido no meio das caboclas
Mulheres que não sabem o que é pecado
Os santos delas são mais fortes
do que os meus
Que fazem orelhas moucas
No peditório dos céus
Já deve estar por lá amarrado
Num rosário de búzios
Que o deixou enfeitiçado

O meu amor foi seringueiro no Pará
Foi recoveiro nos sertões do Piauí
Foi funileiro em terras do Maranhão
Alguém me disse que o viu
Num domingo a fazer pão

O meu amor já tem jeitinho brasileiro
Meteu açúcar com canela nas vogais
Já dança o fórró e arrisca no pandeiro
Quem sabe um dia vai
Arriscar outros carnavais

Anda perdido no meio das mulatas
Já deve estar noutros braços derretido
Já sei que os santos delas são milagreiros
Dançam com alegria
No batuque dos terreiros
Mas tenho esperança
Que um dia a saudade
Bata e ele volte para
os meus braços caseiros

Está em São Paulo e trabalha em telecom
Já deve ter Doutor escrito num cartão
À noite samba no Ó-de-Boro-gódó
Esqueceu o solidó
E já não chora a ouvir fado
Não sei que diga ele era tão desengonçado
Se o vir já não o quero
Deve estar um enjoado