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29 de Abril de 2008
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Look up where Babylon was and you will see where some of the ideas came from for this interpretation
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Fnviado Por For do Deserto
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(Charles Williams)
You can have it your way, if you want it
You can have it all, it means nothing to me
All the noise, the insults, the rest of it
To my left Babylon, to my right violins
I took an oath, not to let it get inside me
I worked so hard, to keep it all away
Your promise came across like a rumor
To my left Babylon, to my right the violins
Did I tell you, what I told all the others
Your uniform, looks different in this light
You cried for mercy
But I was looking for forgiveness
You said "be kind, be kind"
I didn't have the time
Do it one more time, in the name of beauty
Do it one more time, for the sake of sin
Do it one more time, we're feeling empty
You take Babylon, I'll take the violins
Did I tell you, what I told all the others
Your uniform, looks different in this light
You cried for mercy
But I was looking for forgiveness
You said "be kind, be kind"
I didn't have the time
Do it one more time, in the name of beauty
Do it one more time, for the sake of sin
Do it one more time, we're feeling empty
You take Babylon, I'll take the violins…
Blue Rendez-vous
( Charles Williams )
Did you think I forgot
Or get lost on the way
Did you think I'd sleep through
Our blue rendezvous
Like a leaf from a tree
I fall toward you
And I'm falling forever
Into this blue rendezvous
And should I confess
To the half truths and lies
That I may have offered
As part of my disguise
Well I've no where to go
And I'm long overdue
And I tumble like dice
Into this blue rendezvous
And should I confess
To the half truths and lies
That I may have offered
As part of my disguise
Well I've no where to go
And I'm long overdue
And I tumble like dice
Into this blue rendezvous
And I tumble like dice
Into this blue rendezvous
And I tumble like dice
Into this blue rendez-vous
Tell Me Where Does It Hurt
(Charles Williams)
I'm not what you'd call sentimental
I throw my memories out with the trash
Old magazines make me think of gangrene
I say let's cut and start from scratch
I drive a Buick like God intended
It smokes like a stack but it's fast
I speak Chinese and say pretty please
To the barkeep who thinks I'm White Trash
Tell me where it hurts
Do you think about running
When you hear that I'm coming
Where does it hurt
Where Does It Hurt
(Charles Williams)
I’m not what you’d call sentimental
I throw the past out with the trash
Old magazines make me feel like gangrene
I say let’s cut and start from scratch
I drive a Buick like g-d intended
It smokes but boy is it fast
I speak Chinese, and say pretty please
To the barkeep who thinks I’m white trash
Tell me where does it hurt
I’m still dancing for quarters somewhere north of the border
I’m tempted to convert
But then I open my eyes and hear a voice say
Where does it hurt
I’m not what you’d call nostalgic
I’m more likely to forgive and forget
But once in a while, I stumble down the aisle
And kneel at the Altar of Regret
You’re the One I remember
So I’ll whisper your name again
With a Time and a Place when we both had a Taste
For the Gifts we came to exchange
Tell me where does it hurt
I’m still dancing for quarters down the Mexican border
I’m tempted to convert
But then I open my eyes and hear a voice say…
Tell me where does it hurt
I’m still dancing for quarters down south of the border
I’m tempted to convert
But then I open my eyes and hear a voice say
Where does it hurt
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Who's buying
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(Charles Williams)
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There's nothing wrong with me
That a drink wouldn't fix
A shot of Royal Crown or two
But I've been down that road before
And I always seem to want more
I guess I'll have a double shot of truth
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There's nothing up my sleeve
But an old tattoo
And I don't play the ponies the way I used to do
What you see is what you get but before I forget
I need a drink, who's buying
I'll have a double shot of the truth
I need a drink, who's buying
I'll have a double shot of the truth
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Let's have a toast
To all our old friends
Let's raise our glass, here's to better days
They say the truth will set you free
But that's cold comfort when you're in need
I need a drink, who's buying
I'll have a double shot of the truth.
I need a drink, who's buying
I'll have a double shot of the truth
I need a drink, who's buying
I'll have a double shot of the truth
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