Estereótipos e música: speechless

A diferença que o público faz: That Petrol Emotion

Passando som

Mandando ver, ao vivo

Estereótipos e música: Jockey Full of Bourbon

Edna million in a drop dead suit
Dutch pink on a downtown train
Two-dollar pistol but the gun wont shoot
Im in the corner on the pouring rain
Sixteen men on a dead mans chest
And Ive been drinking from a broken cup
Two pairs of pants and a mohair vest
Im full of bourbon, I cant stand up

Hey little bird, fly away home
Your house is on fire, children are alone
Hey little bird, fly away home
Your house is on fire, your children are alone

Schiffer broke a bottle on morgans head
And Im stepping on the devils tail
Across the stripes of a full moons head
And through the bars of a cuban jail
Bloody fingers on a purple knife
Flamingo drinking from a cocktail glass
Im on the lawn with someone elses wife
Admire the view from up on top of the mast

Hey little bird, fly away home
House is on fire, children are alone
Hey little bird, fly away home
House is on fire, your children are alone

I said hey little bird, fly away home
Your house is on fire, your children are alone
Hey little bird, fly away home
House is on fire, your children are alone

Yellow sheets on a hong kong bed
Stazybo horn and a slingerland ride
To the carnival is what she said
A hundred dollars makes it dark inside
Edna million in a drop dead suit
Dutch pink on a downtown train
Two-dollar pistol but the gun wont shoot
Im in the corner on the pouring rain

Hey little bird, fly away home
Your house is on fire, your children are alone
Hey little bird, fly away home
Your house is on fire, your children are alone

Notícia do dia: live in Bagdhad

Depois de um exílio forçado na Turquia, a banda iraquiana de death metal Dog Faced Corpse finalmente volta a se apresentar no país natal. Clique aqui para ler a matéria publicada no Blabbermouth.net.

Estereótipos e música: death car

A howling wind is whistling in the night
My dog is growling in the dark
Something’s pulling me outside
To ride around in circles
I know that you have got the time
Coz anything I want, you do
You’ll take a ride through the strangers
Who don’t understand how to feel
In the deathcar, we’re alive
In the deathcar, we’re alive
I’ll let some air come in the window
Kind of wakes me up a little
I don’t turn on the radio
Coz they play shit, like….You know
When your hand was down on my dick
It felt quite amazing
And now that, that is all over
All we’ve got is the silence
In the deathcar, we’re alive
In the deathcar, we’re alive
So come on mandolins, play
When I touched you
I felt that you still had your baby fat
And a little taste of baby’s breath
Makes me forget about death
At your age you’re still joking
It ain’t time yet for the choking
So now we can see the movie and see each other truly
In the deathcar, we’re alive
In the deathcar, we’re alive
I want to hear some mandolins

Estereótipos e música: Hey Joe

Hey Joe, where you goin’ with that gun in your hand
Hey Joe, I said where you goin’ with that gun in your hand

I’m going down to shoot my old lady
You know, I’ve caught her messin’ around with another man
I’m going down to shoot my old lady
You know, I’ve caught her messin’ around with another man
And that ain’t too cool

Hey Joe, I’ve heard you shot your woman down,
shot her down, now
I said I’ve heard you shot your old lady down,
You shot her down to the ground

Yes I did, I shot her
You know, I caught her messin’ round, messin’ round town
Yes I did, I shot her
You know, I caught my old lady messin’ around town
And I gave her the gun
I SHOT HER!

Hey Joe, alright
Shoot her one more time, baby

Hey Joe, said now
Where you gonna run to now?
Where you gonna run to?
Hey Joe, I said where you gonna run to now?
Where you, where you gonna go?
Well, dig it

I’m goin’ way down south,
Way down to Mexico way
Alright!
I’m goin’ way down south,
Way down where I can be free
Ain’t no one gonna find me

Ain’t no hangman gonna,
He ain’t gonna put a rope around me
You better believe it right now
I gotta go now
Hey Joe, you better run on down
Good by everybody
Hey Joe, uhh
Run on down

Estereótipos e música: Star Spangled Banner

Estereótipos e música: olhos coloridos

Estereótipos e música: Foxy Lady

You know youre a cute little heartbreaker
Foxy
You know youre a sweet little lovemaker
Foxy

I wanna take you home
I wont do you no harm, no
Youve got to be all mine, all mine
Ooh, foxy lady

I see you, heh, on down on the scene
Foxy
You make me wanna get up and scream
Foxy
Ah, baby listen now
Ive made up my mind
Im tired of wasting all my precious time
Youve got to be all mine, all mine
Foxy lady
Here I come

Im gonna take you home
I wont do you no harm, no
Youve got to be all mine, all mine

Here I come
Im comin to get ya
Foxy lady
You look so good
Yeah, foxy
Yeah, give us some
Foxy
Yeah, get it, babe
You make me feel like
Feel like sayin foxy
Foxy
Foxy lady

Estereótipo e música: So Very Hard To Go

Ain’t nothin’ I can say, nothin’ I can do,
I feel so bad, yeah, I feel so blue.
I got to make it right for everyone concerned
Even if it’s me, if it means it’s me what’s gettin’ burned.

‘Cause I could never make you unhappy, no, I couldn’t do that girl,
Only wish I didn’t have to love you do, makes it so, so very hard to go.
(So very hard to go) ‘Cause I love you so,
(So very hard to go), ah, I love you do.

I knew the time would come, I’d have to pay for my mistakes,
I can’t blame you for what you’re doin’ to me girl, even tho’ my heart aches.
Your dreams have all come true just the way you planned them,
So I’ll just step aside, I’m gonna step aside and lend a helping hand then.

‘Cause I could never make you unhappy, no I couldn’t do that girl,
only wish I didn’t love you so, makes it so, so very hard to go.
(So very hard to go) ‘Cause I love you so
(So very hard to go) Oh, I love you so

(So very hard to go) And it ain’t easy to walk away when a man love some body
(So very hard to go) Hey, hey, hey, hey.