Sunday, May 04, 2014


Ainda dentro das comemorações que inventei para os 35 anos do London Calling, que comecei aqui.

É comum dizer que o punk não tem o que dizer. Bem, uma checada nos versos preferidos deste ábum seminal talvez ajude.

Tentei sempre fugir do refrão ou coisas próximas a isso. E foi fácil. (London Calling : "London is drowning and I live by the river")

Faltam algumas músicas, de propósito.

London Calling ::

London calling at the top of the dial
After all this, won't you give me a smile?

Jiimy Jazz :

Cut off his ears and chop off his head
Police came looking for Jimmy Jazz
Hateful ::
 This year I've lost some friends
Some friends? What friends?
I dunno, I ain't even noticed 
 Rudie can't Fail ::
 I know that my life make you nervous
Spanish Bombs :
 Spanish bombs, yot' quierro y finito
Yote querda, oh ma corazon
The Right Profile :
Lost in the Supermarket::
 I wasn't born so much as I fell out
Nobody seemed to notice me
Wrong 'Em Boyo ::
But if you must lie and deceit
And trample people under your feet
Don't you know it is wrong
Death or Glory ::
That he who fucks nun will later join the church 
Koka Kola :
Koke adds life where there isn't any
 Lover's Rock
'Cause a genuine lover takes off his clothes
And he can make a lover in a thousand go's
I'm not Down ::::::
It goes down and down and hit the floor
Down and down and down some more
Revolution Rock ::
Revolution rock, it is a brand new rock
A bad, bad rock, this here revolution rock

Train in Vain ::

You can stand by me
You're not alone

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