MELHORES MÚSICAS / MAIS TOCADAS
the raconteurs - attention
Hey!
Now that you have my attention,
What are you gonna do?
You might have good intention
But they're not coming through
You're very pleased with yourself I see,
It's like a walk in the park
You weren't lying by anyone else, cause
You can see in the dark
Got a lock,
Got a key
Got some kind of vice-like grip on me
On a leash, by the reigns
Got a look that puts me in chains
I tried a subtle suggestion
A more direct approach
A can't make your connection
You're beyond reproach
No need for petty excuses
No need for dumbing around
I don't know what the use is
But what you knowing down
Got a lock,
Got a key
Got some kind of vice-like grip on me
On a leash, by the reigns
Got a look that puts me in chains
Weird mix of lyrics here:
Do you like the reflection?
Do you love the reflection?
Do you like what you see?
Do you like the attention?
Do you like the attention you get from me?
Hey! Yeah! Hey! Hey!
Now that you have my attention...
Got some kind of vice-like grip on me
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey... (continues)
Got a lock,
Got a key.
the raconteurs - bang bang
I was five and you were six
we rode on horses made of sticks
he was black and i was white
and he would always win the fight
bang bang
you shot me down
bang bang
i hit the ground
bang bang
had that awkward sound
bang bang
my baby shot me down
seasons came and changed the time
when i grew up i called him mine
he would always laugh and say,
"remember when we used to play?"
bang bang
you shot me down
bang bang
i hit the ground
bang bang
had that awkward sound
bang bang
my baby shot me down
now hes gone
and i dont know why
and i sometimes cry
he never said goodbye
and take the time to lie
you shot me down
bang bang
i hit ground
bang bang
that aweful sound
bang bang
my baby shot me down
the raconteurs - blue veins
When I was surrounded by the world
You were the only one who came
And you were the only one astounded
Which kept me grounded
As the other girls thrashed my very name
Then I looked over
Just in time to see her smiling back at me
And saying everything's OK
As long as you're inside my blue veins
Your blue veins
Yeah, and the feeling that you gave me
No matter what I do or where I go it always will remain
And those who would enslave me
To get to me must get past you and will have no luck
'Cause you'll protect me from all pain
(That's true, you know why) You're the most beautiful
Yeah, the most beautiful thing
'Cause anything else can't compare
Must be the blood that's running through your blue veins
Your blue veins
Your blue veins
And I know you won't deceive me like the rest
And there's nothing you need to explain
You always were the first one to believe me
When I said to you girl I think it's gonna rain
But I could be wrong
Yeah, but all of these things, all these things
They're all truly nice but ain't nothing
Ain't nothing compared to the love
That's running through your little blue veins
Your blue veins
the raconteurs - broken boy soldier
I'm pulling my questions from my shelf
I'm asking forgiveness
I'm asking about it by myself
And I want you to know this
And I want you to know this
You're rifling through a bunch of toys
That were handed down to me
Just take all the ones you want and then
Give the rest to my family
I'm going back to school today
But I'm dropping myself off
I'm throwing the childhood scenes away
I'm through ripping myself off
I'm done ripping myself off
Well I'm child and man and child again
The toy broken boy soldier
I'm child and man and child again
The boy never gets older
The boy never gets older
The boy never gets older
The boy never gets older
The boy never gets older
Never gets older
The boy broken toy soldier
The boy
The boy...
the raconteurs - call it a day
Can we call it a day?
Now would that be OK?
Can we just go our own separate ways? (ways)
'Cos I'm cold and wet
And I'm willing to bet
That you constructed this maze (maze)
I stumble around
Try to follow the sound
Then something takes hold of my hand (my hand)
If we cause such a mess
And I'd venture to guess
That you concocted this plan (plan)
I don't know what to do
'Cos it's always been you
Who helps me to make up my mind (my mind)
But I stake my life
And swear by this knife
That it's all by your design (design)
Enough has been said
It goes 'round in my head
Until I break down and cry (and cry)
I wouldn't be surprised
If that look in your eyes
Was your way of saying goodbye
(Goodbye)
Can we call it a day?
Now would that be OK?
Can we just go our own separate ways?(ways)
'Cos I'm cold and wet
And I'm willing to bet
That you constructed this maze (maze)
(My hand)
You concocted this plan (plan)
I don't know what to do
'Cos it's always been you
Who helps me to make up my mind (my mind)
But I stake my life
And swear by this knife
That it's all by your design (design)
Yeah it's all by your design (design)
the raconteurs - carolina drama
I'm not sure if there's a point to this story
But I'm going to tell it again
So many other people try to tell the tale
Not one of them knows the end
It was a junk-house in South Carolina
Held a boy the age of ten
Along with his older brother Billy
And a mother and her boyfriend
Who was a triple loser with some blue tattoos
That were given to him when he was young
And a drunk temper that was easy to lose
And thank god he didn't own a gun
Well, Billy woke up in the back of his truck
Took a minute to open his eyes
He took a peep into the back of the house
And found himself a big surprise
He didn't see his brother but there was his mother
With her red-headed head in her hands
While the boyfriend had his gloves wrapped around an old priest
Trying to choke the man
Ah Ah Ahhh...
Billy looked up from the window to the truck
Threw up, and had to struggle to stand
He saw that red-necked bastard with a hammer
Turn the priest into a shell of a man
The priest was putting up the fight of his life
But he was old and he was bound to lose
The boyfriend hit as hard as he could
And knocked the priest right down to his shoes
Well, now Billy knew but never actually met
The preacher lying there in the room
He heard himself say, "That must be my daddy"
Then he knew what he was gonna do
Billy got up enough courage, took it up
And grabbed the first blunt thing he could find
It was a cold, glass bottle of milk
That got delivered every morning at nine
Ah Ah Ahhh...
Billy broke in and saw the blood on the floor, and
He turned around and put the lock on the door
He looked dead into the boyfriend's eye
His mother was a ghost, too upset to cry, then
He took a step toward the man on the ground
From his mouth trickled out a little audible sound
He heard the boyfriend shout, "Get out!"
And Billy said, "Not till I know what this is all about"
"Well, this preacher here was attacking your mama"
But Billy knew just who was starting the drama
So Billy took dead aim at his face
And smashed the bottle on the man who left his dad in disgrace, and
The white milk dripped down with the blood, and the
Boyfriend fell down dead for good
Right next to the preacher who was gasping for air
And Billy shouted, "Daddy, why'd you have to come back here?"
His mama reached behind the sugar and honey, and
Pulled out an envelope filled with money
"Your daddy gave us this," she collapsed in tears
"He's been paying all the bills for years"
"Mama, let's put this body underneath the trees
and put Daddy in the truck and head to Tennessee"
Just then, his little brother came in
Holding the milk man's hat and a bottle of gin singing,
La la la la, la la la la, yeah
La la la la, la la la la, yeah
La la la la, la la la la, yeah
La la la, la la la...
La la la la, la la la la, yeah
La la la la, la la la la, yeah
La la la la, la la la la, yeah
La la la, la la la...
La la la la, la la la la, yeah
La la la la, la la la la, yeah
La la la la, la la la la, yeah
La la la la, la la la la, yeah
Well now you heard another side to the story
But you wanna know how it ends?
If you must know, the truth about the tale
Go and ask the milkman
the raconteurs - consoler of the lonely
(Daddy, will you tell me a story? hahahahaha...)
(ahahahaha...
ahahaha
I'll double check that...)
Haven't seen the sun in weeks
My skin is getting pale
Haven't got a mind left to speak
And I'm skinny as a rail
Lightbulbs are getting dim
My interests are starting to wane
I'm told it's everything a man could want
And I shouldn't complain
Conversations getting dull
There's a constant buzzing in my ears
Sense of humor's void and numb
And I'm bored to tears
I'm bored to tears, yeah...
I'm bored to tears, yeah...
If you're looking for an accomplice
A confederate, somebody's who's helpless
You're gonna find, you'll find yourself alone
If you're looking for cut-throat
Singing a bad note, looking for a scapegoat
You're gonna find, you'll find yourself alone
Looking for sympathy
I can get you something
Something good, something good to eat
Haven't had a decent meal
My brain is fried
Haven't slept a week for real
My tongue is tied
Lightbulbs are getting dim
My interests are starting to wane
I'm told it's everything a man could want
And I shouldn't complain
Conversations getting dull
There's a constant ringing in my ears
Sense of humor's void and numb
And I'm bored to tears
I'm bored to tears, yeah...
I'm bored to tears, yeah...
Ah Ah Ah Ah Ahhh....
(hahahaha)
the raconteurs - five on the five
It's a decision that was made between you and me
And the division that was lately this odyssey, believe me
I'm bad enough and I guess we're doing fine
But I'm scared of something more that is on the line
Well I got five on the five
And I been taking time, doing it all along
Oh-oh, Oh-oh-oh
If we keep it alive
I'll ignore all the signs and keep driving home
Right back to you, yeah
Right back to you, yeah
Well, I love you well enough that I'll have you know
The day I found you, girl, you laughed like a stereo
Now tell me why you always wanna put on a show
Cause you look nothing like the kids in the videos
Well I got five on the five
And I been taking time, doing it all along
Oh-oh, Oh-oh-oh
If we keep it alive
I'll ignore all the signs and keep driving home
Ah yeah
Well I love you well enough that I'll have you know
The day you found me, girl, my laugh made a stereo
Now tell me why you always think I put on a show
Cause I look nothing like the kids
Yeah, I look nothing like the kids
Yeah, I look nothing like the kids in the videos
Well I got five on the five
And I been taking time, doing it all along
Oh-oh, Oh-oh-oh
If we keep it alive
I'll ignore all the signs and keep driving home
Yeah, I got five on the five
And I been taking time, doing it all along
Oh-oh, Oh-oh-oh
If we keep it alive
I'll ignore all the signs and keep driving home
Ah, yeah
Alright!
the raconteurs - hands
Girl, you've got those hands that heal
Help me get in touch with what I feel
'Cause you understand and you sympathize
And you know me best, it's no surprise
When you're with me there's a light and I can see my way
When you speak to me it's a song and I know what to say
Girl, you've got those eyes that see
Help me find the good that's inside me
'Cause you're the only one who really knows
How the feeling comes and why it goes
When you're with me there's a light and I can see my way
When you speak to me it's a song and I know what to say
Oh oh-oh oh-oh, oh oh-oh oh-oh, oh oh-oh oh-oh, oh-oh oh oh-oh
Oh oh-oh oh-oh, oh oh-oh oh-oh, oh oh-oh oh-oh, oh-oh oh oh-oh
Oh oh-oh oh-oh, oh oh-oh oh-oh, oh oh-oh oh-oh
When you're with me there's a light and I can see my way
When you speak to me it's a song and I know what to say
When you listen there's a hope and I know I'm being heard
When you smile at me and I know that we don't have to speak a word
When you're with me there's a light and I can see my way
When you speak to me it's a song and I know what to say
the raconteurs - hold up
(muffled talking)
Hold up! x8
Had enough of these modern times
About to drive me out of my mind
And you know this too well
I'm holed up in my little cell, yeah!
Hold up!
Hold up!
Hold up!
Hold up!
Friends took me to a freak show
But I think I've seen it all before, well
Can I get a look at you, girl?
Maybe take a peek in your world?
Hold up!
Hold up!
Hold up!
Hold up!
Hold up x12
Modern girl, you're so kind
You're gonna help me get through this time, well
And you know me too well
You didn't break a phone, you broke into my prison cell
Hold up!
Hold up!
I'm holed up!
Hold up, I'm holed up
the raconteurs - it ain't easy
When you climb to the top of the mountain
Look out over the sea
Think about the places perhaps, where a young man could be
Then you jump back down to the rooftops
Look out over the town
Think about all of the strange things circulating round
It ain't easy, it ain't easy
It ain't easy to get to heaven when you're going down
Well all the people have got their problems
That ain't nothing new
With the help of the good Lord
We can all pull on through
We can all pull on through
Get there in the end
Sometimes it'll take you right up and sometimes down again
It ain't easy, it ain't easy
It ain't easy to get to heaven when you're going down
Satisfaction, satisfaction
Keep me satisfied
I've got the love of a Hoochie Koochie woman
She calling from inside
She's a-calling from inside
Trying to get to you
All the woman really wants you can give her something too
It ain't easy, it ain't easy
It ain't easy to get to heaven when you're going down
It ain't easy, it ain't easy
It ain't easy to get to heaven when you're going down
the raconteurs - level
My baby's on the level
I try to read her mind
She's on the straight and narrow
I'm guessing all the time
But I can't see the road
If I'm looking at the signs
I'm carrying a load
And stepping out of line
My baby's on the level
I try to read her mind
She's on the straight and narrow
I'm guessing all the time
Oh well how can I see the road
If I'm looking at the signs?
I'm carrying a load
And stepping out of line
the raconteurs - many shades of black
Go ahead, go ahead, go ahead
And smash it on the floor
Take whatever's left
And take it with you out the door...
See if I cry,
see if I shed a single sorry tear
I can't say that it's been that great
No, in fact it's been a wasted-free year
Everybody sees
And everyone agrees
That you and I are wrong
And it's been that way too long
Take it as it comes
and be thankful when it's done
There's so many ways to act
and there's many shades of black
There's so many shades of black
There's so many shades of black
Let it out (let it all out) let it all out
Say what's on your mind
You can kick and scream
and shout and say things
That are so unkind.
Yeah,
See if I care
And see if I stand firm or if I fall
Cause in the back of my mind,
and on the tip of my tongue
is the answer to it all...
And everybody sees
And everyone agrees
That you and I are wrong
And it's been that way too long
Take it as it comes
and be thankful when it's done
There's so many ways to act
and there's many shades of black,
There's so many shades of black,
Yeah, there's many shades of black
Yeah...
Everybody sees
And everyone agrees
That you and I are wrong
And it's been that way too long
So take it as it comes
and be thankful when it's done
There's so many ways to act
and you cannot take it back
no you cannot take it back
there's so many shades of black,
There's so many shades of black,
Yeah, there's many shades of black
there's so many shades of black
there's so many shades of black
Yeah, there's many shades of black
there's so many shades of black
Yeah, there's many shades of black
there's so many shades of black
Go ahead
the raconteurs - old enough
You look pretty in your fancy dress
But I detect unhappiness
You never speak so I have to guess
you're not free...
Dear, maybe when you're old enough
You'll realize you're not so tough
And somedays the seas get rough
And you'll see...
You're too young to have it figured out
You think you know what you're talking about
You think it will all work itself out,
but we'll see...
When I was young, I thought I knew
You probably think you know too
Do you?
Well do you?
I was naive just like you, I thought
I knew exactly what I wanted to do
Well, what you gonna do?
What a fool...
And how have you gotten by so far
Without having no visible scar
Knowing, knowing who you really are
that can't see...
What you gonna do... What you gonna do... What you gonna now?
What you gonna do... What you gonna do... What you gonna now?
What you gonna do... What you gonna do... What you gonna now?
What you gonna do now?
Yeah...
The only way you'll ever learn a thing
is to admit you know absolutely nothing, Oh nothing...
Think about this carefully
You might not get another chance to speak freely
Oh freely...
Baby when you're old enough,
Baby when you're old enough,
Baby when you're old enough,
you're not free...
Yeah, you're not free...
the raconteurs - pull this blanket off
Pull this blanket off of me
Maybe it'll help me see
The things I believe to be true...
I'm paying for what should be free
But I don't buy what they're telling me
And I wanna believe in you...
Ahhhh... Ahhhh...
It's not sticking to your guns
When everybody's having fun
Makes me wanna run,
I don't know what to do
Not everything is what it seems
Maybe these boys don't have dreams
I can't blame 'em,
Some dreams are worse than the truth.
Ahhhh.... Ahhhh...
Alright, goodnight.
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