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Tocar Músicas do pavement em modo aleatóriopavement - 5-4 unity
five minus four equals unity
five minus four equals unity
yeah baby oooh
with impunity
impunity
a bottle of red
a bottle of white
i'll take my chances
show me how sweet romance is
five minus four equals unity
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Pavement é Uma Banda De Rock Alternativo Americana, Considerada Por Muitos Um Dos Principais Pilares Da Cena Indie Dos Anos 1990. Formada Em 1988 Em Stockton, Califórnia, Era Inicialmente Um Projeto De Estúdio De Dois Guitarristas, Stephen Malkmus E
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MELHORES MÚSICAS / MAIS TOCADAS
five minus four equals unity
five minus four equals unity
yeah baby oooh
with impunity
impunity
a bottle of red
a bottle of white
i'll take my chances
show me how sweet romance is
five minus four equals unity
pavement - all my friends
Everybody's goin out tonight
And everybody's hangin out tonight
It's alright
Listen to them
Show when they learn how to lie
You can sing along with them if you try
Holdin the spoken world up
I need it. I need it. I need it.
She's got a neck like a Saturday paper
You read it fast before the Sunday mass
Take it back it's nothing
it's nothing like it talks
Don't listen to me baby if you wanna survive
You did it you did you did it wrong.
Collapse
It's evident to me
Tonight
All the friends are strangers.
I'd like to take my story
To some place the don't know me
Creatures come out of the bars
Talk is small but you talk to Paul
Sold sex on Bird Cage walk
Boys are drinking and on the docks
Union man. I'm your friend
I need you when you listen to me
Weigh sand Buy Sand glass track
Closing off close off close off
OPEC dreams stock market close on the rock
And roll scale
Stereo
No more partridge family dreams to the home land
Divorce countries
pavement - angel carver blues
When they fall in they fall in from the roof
They grab on to me tightly as if I knew the way
When I fight for something I fight because I care
When I fight with you I fight but I don?t care
Everybody wants the questions to be asked
The questions are the answers to questions in themselves
Ask me if I really need it
Ask me if you want to get hit
Hit it
Ask me if you want to be...fucked
pavement - ann don t cry
The damage has been done,
i am not having fun anymore.
Do what you do when you try
what you get when you see the light,
come down i'll set my hope
in a wonderful hospital man.
We got rooms to live room to live in
room to give but no room to give in,
but you never had a chance
no you never had a chance.
To those above take us out
throw us down shove us out.
We get down so so hard.
But your vulgar display
caught me off gaurd;
Cold cold boy with american heart
gonna run in and lock up the shots again
But ann don't you cry, don't you cry ann,
don't you cry. Don't you cry ann, don't you cry,
don't you cry ann, don't you cry.
Well my (he)art is not a wide open thing, i know,
there is hardly not a lot to say,
except i met her and her 5 false friends.
They go, they go
tied, tied, tied to the tracks
just remember the facts
Repeat until you're running aground again.
But ann don't you cry, don't you cry ann,
don't you cry. Don't you cry ann, don't you cry,
don't you cry ann, don't you cry.
Dear Ann, don't you cry you'll sever the love.
Take you away, don't you cry you'll sever the love
Don't you cry you'll sever the love.
Don't you believe in what they say
believe in what they say
believe in what they
leave in what they
believe in what they say 'bout me, sweet
Sweet Ann
pavement - at & at
maybe somone's gonna save me
my heart is made of gravy
and the laps i swim from lunatics don't count
open up your stocking
pull out all the things you never wanted
'til room service calls
room service calls
open up your hands and let me see the things you keep in there
i want to split up fifty-fifty
that's the way we do it in this rogue's town
i've got all the glory in the world
and i hope it doesn't floor you before you go
room service calls
in the random falls -- go!
whenever (x6) eve eve ever i feel fine
i'm gonna walk away
from All This, all That.
the groovy groovy kitty and little little pity
with your slipshed (?) watch in back
and skinny skinny people don't like that
when you call on them
spell me.
spritzer on ice in new york city
isn't it a pity?
you never had anything to mix with that
listen to the tender behind the open chest in the hall
room service calls
i'm blue 'n green, green and blue-oooo
whenever (x4) ne ne ne ne never ho
i feel fi-i-ine, i'll walk the plank for you
i'll walk the plank
i wore your ?plank? for you in the d-d-d-d-dark
of the captain (seder row?)
Jacob, Jacob Javitz, i'd like to thank you for everything
primarily your glass house
i'm workin' the ballin' stores 'n
i'm cashmir wrap sellin'
come along lads, join hands, 1. 2. 3. go! (guess, levis, guess, levis)
whaaaahahaahahooohoaoohoo
the story it goes and a
distorted ghost
distorted ghost
pavement - baptiss blacktick
I?m just waiting waiting for the baptist
That sad suck-off left me in damascus
I?m just waiting waiting for the baptist
That sad suck-off, that shit left me now
I?m just wasting, wasting all the black ticks queens way?s rockers,
Enough to make your ears twitch
I?m wasting, wasting all the black chicks (tits? )
Some reddish sins, some grey - is it now ? ? ?
I?m just waiting, waiting for a black jet
That fucker...ahhhhhhh...
That fucker left me now
That suck left me now
That sun left me now.
pavement - best friend s arm
??? liar
(i can see, i can see, i can see, i can see)
???? ah come on, let's go
(i can see, i can see, i can see, i can see)
yeah baby i've lost ???
??
(i can see, i can see, i can see, i can see)
everybody looks like
(i can see, i can see, i can see, i can see)
when you lay that down with an eight-eight track, everybody laughs
but they don't know what you're sayin'
(i can see, i can see, i can see, i can see)
??? i guess if not...
(i can see, i can see, i can see, i can see)
keep it under your best friend's arms [x9]
keep it under
pavement - billie
Billie and my friend the saint
You're perfect in so many ways
But you never looked hard at a fetus in a jar
You never saw your mama change
And this wonderland of spite
Does not shine into your night
Like widows are seen as stigmatised beings
Who ought to have second chance
And hurricanes spin like debutantes in a trance
Sue the fortune teller
Rue the rising tide
General Washington Patented that skull
Throw him out
Ship that hollandaise
Feel the heart fell of touche
See the longer you tease, the stronger the needs
The highs and the fruit are long Up to the one a kid
Call the bluff when the money's in
You're a hungry matron and you are just what
I need I was tired of the best years of my life
Sue the fortune teller
Rue the rising tide
General Washington Patented that skull
Throw him out
pavement - black out
Sunday driving past your own hall of fame
It?s closed on weekdays, shut for good
Pick out no one when you?re talkin?
Felt like rattlesnakes were walkin?
No one has a clue
The parting shots, the thin caught
Fault line dancing across the frigid air shafts
A spastic grass, a criminal?s child
Count to ten and read
Until the lights begin to bleed
Lights; til you actually a-see the rays
And your thoughts they start turning
Tells you lessons that you?re learning
No one has a clue
The gauzy thoughts of those dirty scots
Wrestling with the elements up on the trail high
I need to know
Where does it go? how do I get there? what will I find?
(fun fun fun, fun for the summertime blues)
(it?s gonna set you free)
pavement - blue hawaiian
A welcome to my friends:
This house is a home and a home?s where I belong
Where the feelings are warm and the foundations are strong
If my soul has a shape, well, then it is an ellipse
And this slap is a gift
?cause your cheeks have lost their lustre
You know, your cheeks have lost their lustre
You know, your cheeks have lost their lustre
You know, your cheeks have lost their lustre, lustre, lustre, lustre
Take it back -- send return out of time
Tape machine needs to be aligned
Aloha means goodbye, and also hello -- it?s in how you inflect
Put the bark in the dog, and you?ve got a guardian
When the capital?s s, it is followed by a t -- and it?s probably me
And the tones are grouped in clusters
You know, the tones are grouped in clusters
Well the tones are grouped in clusters
You know the tones are grouped in clusters, clusters, clusters, clusters
Take it back -- kiss me into the past
Lately never gonna last
pavement - box elder
Wasn?t the question you asked me
It wasn?t the answer I gave
That made me feel like I was on a train
Was a distant voice
Made me make a choice
That I had to get the fuck out of this town
I got a lot of things to do
A lot of places to go
I?ve got a lot of good things coming my way
And I?m afraid to say that you?re not one of them.
Last time I was there
You were out on the couch
Pressed into a little electric 2
It was the way that you smiled
Made me know at once
That I had to get the fuck out of this town
?cause I?ve decide to make a stand
And I?m not gonna take your hand
I?m taking the next bus outta here, I?m gonna head for box elder, m.o.
pavement - brinx job
it's so funny we went right down to the store-we got the money so we'll put you down
we got the money, we got the money, we got the money
we got the money, we got money, we got the money
ho! we got the money now
and i won't even let you hoooooo....
pavement - carrot hope
Spiral: I want to say:
SM: It's my second hand wonder,
a thing that recovers the doubt
Spiral: Slim door,
Mark: Like a rainstorm, you've got to do
what you want and say it
SM: It's of my design assembled at the cut
Spiral: Slim door,
SM: It's all right to shake, to fight, to feel
Mark: You go down, down, down, down
Spiral: Slim door,
SM: It's all right to shake, to fight, to feel
Mark: You go down, down, down, down
SM: Harness your hopes to the folks
with the liquor with the ropes,
Red, red ropes, periscopes
They've got everything will ever need
stored under the chair
Simmer, simmer, simmer down
Simmer, simmer, simmer down
Don't waste your precious breath
explaining that you are worthwhile
Simmer, simmer, simmer down
Simmer, simmer, simmer down
Be patient and I'll let you see my
Carrot rope, feed my thrill,
I got beat by weather
Carrot rope, feed my thrill,
I got beat by weather
Carrot rope, feed my thrill,
It's time to get me off of the ground,
The wicket keeper is down
(the wicked keep us down?)
SM: Hey little boy, would you like to know
what's in my pocket or not
It's no ploy, it's no gimmick,
It's the chance of a lifetime to see
something that's never seen by mere mortals
Mark: Except me
Spiral:And myself
SM: And sweet I, so what do you say?
Would you like to play 20 questions with me?
SM: A little, little Christian lie,
A little, little Christian lie
Debating if it's time
to drop the bomb on you, my dear
A little, little Christian lie,
A little, little Christian lie
Let's get down to brass tacks and start it
A carrot rope, feed my thrill,
I got beat by weather
A carrot rope, feed my thrill,
I got beat by weather
Carrot rope, feed my thrill
It's time to get me off of the grounds
The wicket keeper is down,
The wicked keeper is down
And he gets me off of the grounds
pavement - conduitforsale
I'm tryin', I'm tryin'....
Imagine if you will Herr Proctor, alias a nobleman, son of son of scion
scion. Part of his rich inheritance, parcel in generous [divorced sense]
forklift beam. Certain plots of land and living quarters deemed by all
gentlemen, and wives thereof, to be grossly humane and frankly, quite
[undirty]
I'm tryin', I'm tryin'....
Herr Proctor, in his enviable good taste, tries quick escape gambit via local
periodicals, but no takers. The land [???] was stationed in a conduit
between two cells, a veritable no-man's-land, [rain, the flophouse, cog-
bone terrors] and carbon monoxide wallpaper. All [his brig-deck trina]
boys ask: is it livable?
I'm tryin', I'm tryin'....
Unable to bear the scandal, Ray, philanthropist, rents low-down scab
house in conduit, Herr Proctor offers said land for a song, but no one
wants to sing. In an attempt to maintain social privileges, yet mask it as
goodwill, he says to the conduit members, 'Take this rotten old tree and
make it bear fruit." Cheers erupted throughout the [???] settlement. An
Italian male was heard to say, "between here and there is better than
anything over there!"
I'm tryin', I'm tryin'
pavement - cream of gold
So much for destiny,
A pin prick on my knee,
The frost you paint
across our dead affair.
I sensed the toxic aura
from the second we touched,
You were stitched up venom
and I was the cursed from the Vedic.
Time is a one way track and I am not coming back,
I dream in beige why'd you leave me so far now,
Time tired you're tainted through,
wind (wins?), songs and substitutes,
I dream in beige why'd you leave me so far now.
The afterlife is steep,
We wonder and retreat,
And everyone is after us.
Skirt the gaunt street hawkers
with the black lemonade,
Keep an arrow trained on their
conflicted minds 'cause they stutter.
Time is the one way track and I am not coming back,
I dream in beige why'd you leave me so far now,
Time tired you're tainted through, (fruit?)
wins, songs and substitutes,
I dream in beige why'd you leave me so far now,
I bleed in beige why'd you leave me so far now,
I bleed in beige why'd you leave me so far now,
I bleed in beige why'd you leave me so far now,
I bleed in beige why'd you leave me so far now!.
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