Wednesday, November 05, 2008

Bad Religion

Cedendo a fortes pressões externas, aqui estão os vídeos das musicas que eu estava a falar.


Generator (live 96)


Like a rock, like a planet,
Like a fucking atom bomb,
Ill remain unperturbed by the joy and the madness
That I encounter everywhere I turn,
Ive seen it all before,In books and magazines,
Like a twitch before dying,
Like a pornographic sea,
Theres a flower behind the window,
Theres an ugly laughing man,
Like a hummingbird in silence,
Like the blood on my door,
Its the generator
Oh yeah, oh yeah, like the blood on my door,
Wash me clean and I will run until I reach the shore,
Ive known it all along like the bone under my skin,
Like actors in a photograph,
Like paper in the wind,
Theres a hammer by the window,
Theres a knife on the floor,
Like turbines in darkness,
Like the blood on my door,
Its the generator


No Control (live 04)


Culture was the seed of proliferation but it's gotten melded
Into an inharmonic whole, to an inharmonic whole.
Consciousness has plagued us and we cannot shake it
Though we think we're in control, though we think we're in control.
Questions that besiege us in life are testament of our helplessness.
There's no vestige of a beginning, no prospect of an end.
When we all disintegrate it will all happen again, yeah.
Time is so rock solid in the minds of the hordes but they can't
Explain why it should slip away, explain why it should slip away.
History and future are the comforts of our curiosity but here we are
Rooted in the present day, rooted in the present day
Questions that besiege us in life are testament of our helplessness.
There's no vestige of a beginning, no prospect of an end.
When we all disintegrate it will all happen again, yeah.
If you came to conquer, you'll be king for a day,
But you too will deteriorate and quickly fade away.
And believe these words you hear when you think your path is clear...
We have no control. We have no control.We have no control, we do not understand.
You have no control, you are not in command.You have no control. We have no control.
No control. No control. You have no control.


Operation Rescue (live 91)


it's an s.o.s sent out telepathically,
signs of our distress don't allow complacency,
we need restoration now of our integrity and a
drastic bold reminder of our morality,
the rectifying troop is here,the ones we have needed all these years to stop
the heinous wrongdoings and verify our moral
benevolence as a people,
operation rescue,
they're here to right our fall,
they have heard a troubled call,
operation rescue,
you may wonder where they come from,
but I just wonder why they're here at all,
life ever-after is what they're in business for

,see them brandish the key to their kingdoms door
,it's persuasive, it's a part of you and me
but it's not overwhelming as they wish it to be,
if no one believed in fairy tales
there would be nothing they could do but fail
yet everywhere we look someone is trying to reassure our
moral benevolence
as a people,
operation rescue.....
you may wonder where they come from,

but I just wonder what compels them all

2 comments:

Propagander said...

Mais um post teu que me faz ir ouvir 3 álbuns de seguida sem tirar os phones...

Tagaxinho said...

Sem tirar... porra!

Epah podias ter facilitado e ouvias o All Ages e pronto... Já dava para acalmar as ansias...

Abraço