Afinal não é assim tão complicado...

You are the woman for me if we are able to speak our mind freely without hurting each others sensibility.
That means we really are one.

Women Lose Weight

What a surpriser
Open your eyes, A
Woman advisor

The name of this entertainment is women lose weight
Our first years of marriage everything was just great
But after two kids and the weight gain factor
The fact is now she's completely unattractive
Look, fat chicks, I don't mean to sound rude
I tell her nice hit the gym and don't eat so much food
But no, 'You're shallow, you need to run the course of unconditional love and
so forth'
But how, If desire's not there that's just delayment
Divorce is, child support, alimony payments
My happiness I doubt discouraged
So hurry for an easier way out of this marriage

Meanwhile my secretary June, well groomed
'When you gonna leave your wife?'
I tell her soon monny soon I assume
Or my destiny is blue
Interestingly the only thing left for me to do
Is to kill her

What a surpriser
Open your eyes, A
Woman advisor

I'm going to have to kill her
Of course there's laws which enforces divorces
I'm send that ass right
To the morgue miss
My plans against or shenanigans kinda ran thin
Knowing nothing about poisoning and I can't swim
Bad intentions pumping, might as wall become numb
Cut her lungs or the obvious robbery gone wrong
But the catch is do I have the nerve to dispatch this
Who can I get to help me murder this fat chick?
I guess I'll have to play a dude robbing
On Wednesday the day she usually goes food shopping
Anyway, long story short hit the side of her Chrysler
And sent it clean over the divider
You bastard she said as the wreck went tumbling down the hill
I thought she has to be dead
Later on, ger a call from a Lieutenant O'Rourke
Had me leaping like a frog
"We need you at the morgue'
So I selfishly pursue
Boo Hoo there was nothing else left for me to do
I have to kill her

What a surpriser

Screaming who done took my heart
Acting shaken up a lot

At the funeral, though everyone was looking at me odd
Like I did it
Like I was the reason my mates slain
Murmuring, I heard he was displeased with her weight gain
While my secretary, sort of a sexy blonde, can't COOK
All she does is order from restaurants
All of the sex you want
I doubt could address
Clothes not washed proper and house look a mess
And talking to detectives that was waiting outside
How I took a long lunch break day the wife died
I darn near turned pale
And because of betrayal
They indicted me and gave me an impossible bail

Good fortune to anyone admiring the rawtent
Moral of the story is desire is important
So watch your weight it will keep your mate smitten
It's a given
Though looking back I realise I didn't have to kill her

What a surpriser

Well there you have it
Keep trim keep your marriages healthy
You know what I mean
A small message from Morcheeba adn Slick Rick ruler

Peace

Morcheeba - Women Lose Weight

ProudCow

The bastard who is taking my social life away:

Sexy Bitch

Yes, I can see her
'cause every girl in here wanna be her
Oh! She's a Diva...
I feel the same,
And I wanna meet her

They say: "She low down..."
It's just a rumour I don't believe 'em!
They say: "She needs to slow down..."
The *baddest* thing around town!

She's nothing like a girl you've ever seen before!
Nothing you can compare to your neighborhood whore!
I'm tryinna find the words to describe this girl without being disrespectful!!!

The way, that booty movin' - I can't take no more
Have to stop what I'm doin', so I can pull up her close
I'm tryinna find the words to describe this girl without being disrespectful

Damn Girl!!!

Damn, you's a sexy bitch, sexy bitch!
Damn, you's a sexy bitch!

Damn Girl!!!

Damn, you's a sexy bitch, sexy bitch!
Damn, you's a sexy bitch!

Damn Girl!!!

Yes, I can see her
'cause every girl in here wanna be her
Oh! She's a Diva...
I feel the same,
And I wanna meet her

They say: "She low down..."
It's just a rumour I don't believe 'em!
They say: "She needs to slow down..."
The *baddest* thing around town!

She's nothing like a girl you've ever seen before!
Nothing you can compare to your neighborhood whore!
I'm tryinna find the words to describe this girl without being

disrespectful!!!

The way, that booty movin' - I can't take no more
Have to stop what I'm doin', so I can pull up her close
I'm tryinna find the words to describe this girl without being

disrespectful

Damn Girl!!!

Damn, you's a sexy bitch, sexy bitch!
Damn, you's a sexy bitch!

Damn Girl!!!

Damn, you's a sexy bitch, sexy bitch!
Damn, you's a sexy bitch!

Damn Girl!!!

Damn, you's a sexy bitch, sexy bitch!
Damn, you's a sexy bitch!

Damn Girl!!!

Damn, you's a sexy bitch, sexy bitch!
Damn, you's a sexy bitch!

Damn! You's a Sexy Bitch!

David Ghetta feat. Akon - Sexy Bitch

Viva la vida

I used to rule the world
Seas would rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sleep alone
Sweep the streets I used to own

I used to roll the dice
Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes
Listen as the crowd would sing:
"Now the old king is dead!
Long live the king!"

One minute I held the key
Next the walls were closed on me
And I discovered that my castles stand
Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand

I hear Jerusalem bells a ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
Once you go there was never, never an honest word
That was when I ruled the world
(Ohhh)

It was the wicked and wild wind
Blew down the doors to let me in
Shattered windows and the sound of drums
People couldn't believe what I'd become

Revolutionaries wait
For my head on a silver plate
Just a puppet on a lonely string
Oh who would ever want to be king?

I hear Jerusalem bells a ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
I know Saint Peter will call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
(Ohhhhh Ohhh Ohhh)

I hear Jerusalem bells a ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
I know Saint Peter will call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
Oooooh Oooooh Oooooh

Coldplay - Viva La Vida

Happy

Someone once told me
That you have to choose
What you win or lose
You can’t have everything
Don’t you take chances
You might feel the pain
Don’t you love in vain
Cause love wont set you free
I could stand by the side
And watch this life pass me by
So unhappy but safe as could be

So what if it hurts me
So what if I break down
So what if this world just throws me off the edge
My feet run out of ground
I gotta find my place
I wanna hear my sound
Don’t care about other pain in front of me
Cause I’m just tryna be happy, yeah
Just wanna be happy, yeah

Holding on tightly
Just can’t let it go
Just tryna play my roll
Slowly disappear, oooh
Well all these tears
They feel like they’re the same
Just different faces, different names
Get me outta here
Well I can stand by the side
And watch this life pass me by
Pass me by

So what if it hurts me
So what if i break down
So what if this world just throws me off the edge
My feet run out of ground
I gotta find my place
I wanna hear my sound
Don’t care about other pain in front of me
Cause I’m just tryna be happy
Just wanna be happy
Oooh…

So any turns that i cant see
Ill count a stranger on this road
But don’t say victim
Don’t say anything

So what if it hurts me
So what if i break down
So what if this world just throws me off the edge
My feet run out of ground
I gotta find my place
I wanna hear my sound
Don’t care about all the pain in front of me
Cause I’m just try to be happy
Just wanna be happy

Leona Lewis - Happy

Breeze

Dj Gregory - Breeze

I like it

Oh
Oh
I Like it
I like it a lot

Oh
I like it a lot

Oh
I like it a lot

I liked it
I liked it a lot
Step there, sooner than not
Right there, there on the ground

Did I say I liked it?
Yes you did
Did I say I liked it?
Yes you did

I like it
I liked it a lot

I like everything about you
I like everything we try
I like everything we did then
I liked it so good inside,
So good inside

I liked it
No, I liked it a lot
I liked it
Oh way to go

Take this
You did it a lot
It's better
Better than most

I liked it
I liked it a lot
I liked it
I liked it a lot

Did I say I liked it?
Did I say that now?
Did I say I loved it?
Did you understand?
Did you get it right now?
Did I make sense..
Did it feel good now?

Did I say I liked it?
I liked it a lot
I liked it
I liked it a lot

Did I say I liked it?
I liked it a lot
Did I say I liked it?
You know I liked it a lot

I liked it
I liked it a lot
I liked it
No, I liked it a lot

I like it
I liked it a lot
I like it
I liked it a lot

Moby - I Like It

Sim. Gostei, gostei bastante!

Iris

And I'd give up forever to touch you
Cause I know that you feel me somehow
You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be
And I don't want to go home right now

And all I can taste is this moment
And all I can breathe is your life
Cause sooner or later it's over
I just don't want to miss you tonight
Chorus

And I don't want the world to see me
Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am

And you can't fight the tears that ain't coming
Or the moment of truth in your lies
When everything seems like the movies
Yeah you bleed just to know your alive

And I don't want the world to see me
Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am

I don't want the world to see me
Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am

I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am

Goo Goo Dolls - Iris

A palavra é de prata...

Há tempos estive a ver um video no youtube que fala das diferenças entre os cérebros dos homens em relação ao das mulheres. E uma coisa engraçada e veridica é a capacidade que os homens têm de se desligar de tudo e não pensar em nada, a tal "nothing box" que nós homens usamos para relaxar. E isto é algo que as mulheres não conseguem perceber. Não suportam ver-nos neste estado! Depois gera-se aquela conversa habitual pela qual eu já passei com a minha ex...
- "Em que é que estás a pensar?"
- "Em nada."
- "Em nada? Como é que é possivel não estares a pensar em nada?"
- "Sim, não estava a pensar em nada."
- "Oh, não me queres é dizer..."
- "Não estava a pensar em nada!!!"
- "Vá lá, diz lá..."
Tanto chateia que começas a pensar "Tenho de inventar qq coisa só para ver se ela se cala. Chata dum caralho!". E vais inventar o que? Vá qq coisa pra despachar...
- "Tava a pensar que amanhã talvez chova."
- "Tavas a pensar no tempo? Só isso? De certeza que tavas a pensar em mais alguma coisa..."
- "Não era só isso."
- "Mas tavas tão calado!"
Pois tava caralho, porque não tava a pensar em nada e logo não tinha nada para dizer!!!
- "Era so isso."
- "Va lá de certeza que tava a pensar em mais alguma coisa!"
Foda-se que ja me tou a passar com esta merda! Tenho de inventar qualquer coisa de mais profundo para ver se a convenço a calar-se e deixar-me voltar a não pensar em nada!
- "Estava a pensar em como gosto de ti e como estou feliz de estar contigo." (Quando tás é todo fodido por ela te estar a lixar o juizo com merdas sem importancia.)
- "Ah... E o que é que mais gostas em mim?"
Pronto, acabou-se o sossego, já não podes voltar a "pensar" em nada...
Que mania que as mulheres têm! Porra se eu eventualmente estiver a pensar em alguma coisa isso diz-me respeito a mim e não tenho porque contar o que vai na minha cabeça.
Por isso para todas as mulheres que têm a mania de fazer isso, e em especial para a minha adorada ex, para a qual nunca tive a clareza de espirito para lhe dizer isto: SHUT THE FUCK UP BITCH AND LET ME GET SOME PEACE OF MIND!

When Love Takes Over

Its complicated
It always is
That’s just the way it goes
Feels like I waited so long for this
I wonder if it shows

Head under water
Now i can't breath
It never felt so good
‘Cause i can feel it coming over me
I wouldn’t stop it if i could

When love takes over (yeah-ah-eah)
You know you can’t deny
When love takes over (yeah-ah-eah)
‘Cause something’s here tonight


Give me a reason
I gotta know
Do you feel it too?
Cant you see me here unoverload
And this time I blame you
Looking out for you to hold my hand
It feels like I could fall
Now love me right, like I know you can
We could lose it all

When love takes over (yeah-ah-eah)
You know you can’t deny
When love takes over (yeah-ah-eah)
‘Cause something’s here tonight

When love takes over (yeah-ah-eah)
You know you can’t deny
When love takes over (yeah-ah-eah)
‘Cause something’s here tonight
Tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight

David Guetta feat Kelly Rowland - When Love Takes Over

Dig!

Dig bury me underneath
Everything that I am rearranging
Dig bury me underneath
Everything that I was slowly changing

I would love to beat the face,
Of any mother fucker that's thinkin' they can change me,
White knuckles grip pushing through for the gold,
If you're wantin' a piece of me I broke the mother fuckin' mold,
I'm drowning in your wake
Shit rubbed in my face
Teething on concrete
Gums bleeding

Dig bury me underneath
Everything that I am rearranging
Dig bury me underneath
Everything that I was slowly changing

I struggle in violated space,
Sell out motherfuckers in the biz that try to fuck me,
Hang from their T's rated P.G. insight,
I ain't sellin' my soul when there's nothing to buy
I'm livid in my space
Pissing in my face
Fuck you
While you try
To fuck me

Dig bury me underneath
Everything that I am rearranging
Dig bury me underneath
Everything that I was you ain't fuckin' changing me
dig
dig
dig
dig, kill, now motherfucker
dig, kill, now motherfucker
dig, kill, now motherfucker
dig,
Go.

Let me help you tie the rope around your neck,
Let me help to talk you the wrong way off the ledge,
Let me help you hold the glock against your head
Let me help you tie the rope around your neck,
Let me help to talk you the wrong way off the ledge,
Let me help you hold the glock against your head,
Let me help to chain the weights onto your legs
your the blind fuck

Dig bury me underneath
Everything that I am rearranging
Dig bury me underneath
Everything that I was slowly changing
Wish you were committing
Suicide suckin' on a mother fuckin' tailpipe
Dead man walking on a tight rope
Limbless in the middle of a channel bombs away

Mudvayne - Dig

O amor deixa-nos estupidos.

PARENTAL ADVISORY EXPLICIT CONTENT

Em vez de gastarem dinheiro em vacinas para a gripe A deviam era gastar dinheiro a fazer uma vacina para essa coisa chamada "amor" porque é a causa de uma taxa muito elevada de estupidez na população.
Ficamos estupidos em todos os sentidos...
O que acho mais parvo é coisas do tipo, "O amor tudo perdoa", "Quando se ama faz-se tudo pela outra pessoa" "Quando se ama coloca-se a outra pessoa em 1º lugar", e coisas desse género. É a estupidez levada ao estremo!
Já para não falar que depois as pessoas andam cegas... Não vêm os defeitos das pessoas, ou se vêm fecham os olhos. Às vezes evitam criticar "- Querido, achas que estou gorda? -Não, estás muito bem assim minha pombinha de 185Kg." ou deixar de se falar em certos assuntos com medo do que a outra pessoa poderá pensar... Mudança de personalidade para parecer bem aos olhos da outra pessoa também é um sintoma comum!
Tudo porque? Não é porque gostes muito da outra pessoa, tu queres é leva-la para a cama e infelizmente foi inventada esta cena do "amor" para convencer as senhoras dos nossos nobres interesses. Quando tudo o que nós e elas queremos é só dar umas quecas.
Acontece depois é que passado algum tempo perde-se o interesse, o sexo deixa de ser novidade, tu fartas-te de andar a fingir ser alguem que não és, começas a notar os defeitos da outra pessoa mas estás agarrado à vaca porque andaste para aí a espalhar aos sete ventos que a "amavas".
Então e agora como é que te livras dela? Tens de arranjar alguma forma de o fazer.
Há duas maneiras, podes arranjar tomates para terminar com ela. Mas aí se calhar vais perder a oportunidade de comer metade das amigas dela porque vão achar-te um porco sem coração.
Ou então começas a fazer-lhe a vida negra para ver se é ela que termina contigo. Essa seria a melhor opção porque depois podes andar a fazer o papel de vitima e vais poder usar isso para conhecer gajas. "Estou tão triste, a minha namorada deixou-me. Não sei se vou conseguir apaixonar-me outra vez..." and so on...
Mas isso não vai acontecer! Porque com essa conversa toda agora a cabra "ama-te"! Eu digo agora, porque de inicio ela também só queria dar umas fodas contigo, mas depis entrou na onda do "amor" e agora vai perdoar-te todas as cenas que lhe fizeres e nunca vai terminar a relação contigo!
Isto só pode acabar de uma maneira, e vai ser ao estilo do survivor... Last man standing wins.
Os tribunais estão apinhados de processos de divorcio por culpa do "amor". Passo a explicar, "amas" alguem, decides casar-te, só que depois de te casares começam os problemas, acaba-se aquele interesse fisico inicial em que é tudo novo e interessante. E quer se queira quer não o certo é que muitos problemas do casal começam exactamente aí, na cama. Só que depois as pessoas não sabem resolve-los porque não sabem comunicar um com o outro. Às vezes se calhar até por causa do "amor". Haverá muita gente que nem sequer é capaz de dizer à mulher que "ama" que não esta satisfeito com a quantidade e qualidade dos broches que recebe... Quanto mais explicar-lhe que gostava de vestir a roupa interior dela enquanto ela o chicoteia e o sodomiza com um cacete de meio metro? O que é que ela vai pensar? Provavelmente que é um tarado, mas o importante é falar dessas coisas e quem sabe, até se chega a um consenso... Até alinha na cena de te chicotear e sodomizar-te mas nada de lhe vestires a roupa interior porque lha alargas. Mas bem, logo à partida se a tua mulher ainda nem sequer desconfia desse teu fetiche então já está algo errado.
Vamos casar-nos porque eu vou "amar-te" para sempre. Tradução: "Vamos casar-nos porque tu és a única mulher que eu quero foder para o resto da vida". Mal tu sabes que depois de te casares essa vai ser a única mulher que não vais foder para o resto da vida...
Assim que pões uma aliança no dedo vão começar a aparecer-te mulheres por todos os lados. Afinal de contas tu estás casado o que quer dizer que deves valer alguma coisa, ao contrario dos gajos que elas conhecem que só as querem levar para a cama. Tu és capaz de compromisso e parece que para além disso houve uma mulher que se sacrificou para te aturar para o resto da vida! Deves ser mesmo excepcional!
Mas não, na realidade tu só estás casado porque és um gajo igual aos outros! A única coisa que querias era levar a mulher com quem estás casado para a cama! Para o resto da vida!
Gajos dão porrada nas mulheres e elas nunca os vão denunciar porque depois de passar a raiva eles afinal até dizem que as "amam" tanto...
Só vejo dois motivos para se bater numa mulher, uma é self-defense a outra é porque ela gosta de levar umas palmadas na cama mas em nenhum dos dois casos eu lhes digo que as "amo". No primeiro caso acho que é obvio o porque. No segundo porque não quero estragar o que há de bom entre nós.
Devia mesmo haver uma vacina.

What yo saying mon?

Intro:
The gal dem Schillati...Sean da Paul
saw me give it to... saw me give it to.... saw me give it to., all girls
Five million and forty naughty shorty...
Baby girl...all my girls, all my girls...Sean de Paul say

Chorus :
Well woman the way they time cold I wanna be keepin' you warm
I got the right temperature for shelter you from the storm
oh lord, gal I got the right tactics to turn you on, and girl I...
Wanna be the Papa...You can be the Mom....oh oh!

Verse1:
Make I see the gal them bruk out pon the floor from you don't want no worthless performer
From you don't want no man wey can't turn you on gal make I see your hand them up on ya..
Can't tan pon it long.....naw eat no yam...no steam fish....nor no green banana
But down in Jamaica we give it to you hot like a sauna..

Chorus:
Verse 2:
Bumper exposed and gal you got your chest out but you no wasters cause gal you impress out...
And if you des out a me you fi test out,Cause I got the remedy to make you de-stress out....
Me haffi flaunt it because me God Bless out...And girl if you want it you haffi confess out...
A no lie but we need set speed a fi test the mattress out..

Chorus:
Verse 3:
Gal don't say me crazy now, this Strangelove it a no Bridgette and Flava show..
Time fi a make baby now so stop gwaa like you a act shady yo...
Woman don't play me know, cause a no Fred Sanford nor Grady yo....
My lovin' is the way to go...my lovin' is the way to go.....

Chorus:
Verse 4:
When you roll with a player like me...with a brother like me girl there is no other
No need to talk it right here to spark it right here keep it undercover
From me love how you fit inna you blouse and you fat inna you jeans and mi waan discover..
Everything bout you baby girl can you hear when me utter...

Chorus:
Make I see the gal them bruk out pon the floor from you don't want no worthless performer
From you don't want no man wey can't turn you on gal make I see your hand them up on ya..
Can't tan pon it long.....naw eat no yam...no steam fish....nor no green banana
But down in Jamaica we give it to you hot like a sauna..

Chorus
oh oh
oh oh
oh oh

Sean Paul - Temperature

Amália

Há duas coisas que me conseguem arrepiar, uma é ouvir o hino nacional num estádio. A outra é a voz desta Senhora.
Sem querer ser poeta, ambos se resumem ao mesmo, a voz do povo portugues.

Amália Rodrigues - Com que voz

Vivaldi

Vivaldi - Four seasons, Summer 3rd movement

Fico muito mais descansado!

Isto é tão estupido! :D

Where the hell is matt?

:)

Se um homem se armar em cavalheiro...

É porque te quer levar para a cama!
Um aviso à navegação feminina... Desenganem-se as que acreditam no cavalheirismo e na simpatia dos homens. Quando um homem se mostrar cavalheiro ou muito simpático é só porque vos que levar para a cama!
Não estou a dizer que isto é mau, apenas que é estúpido. Do ponto de vista femenino isto pode ser bastante bom, afinal de contas podem arranjar ali um gajo que vos faça dois ou três favores e se o gajo for bom ainda por cima o podem comer. Senão... Usem enquanto puderem e depois desfaçam-se dele.
Deixo é o pedido aos homens deste mundo em particular e aos de Portugal em geral, deixem-se destas merdas. Só estão a habituar mal as gajas! Tenham um bocado de coluna vertebral e deixem de rastejar...

Black cat bone.

must have been the devil who changed my mind
must have been the wind blowing not me crying
half the joy of leaving was the space I left behind
now I`m back, angelheaded holloweyed
placed myself at the eye of the storm
just didn`t see the signpost to scorn
the blue sky wrinkled through my tears
then darkness grounded all my fears
I gave him my sugar; he switched it for salt
should have seen him coming that`s always my fault

rocks for my pillow and sand for my bed
for better or worse I left him for dead
but two rivers to each other run
words that shook me like the kick of a gun
had something in my heart ain`t got no name
turned out he felt the same
ain`t it lonesome, ain`t it sad
I was the only happiness he ever had
by Indian River the vows were said
in a red devil`s dress I was wed

bitch`s baby round lady
came to me in a dream
then lightning struck and thunder roared
and nothing was as it seemed
a two-headed doctor walked on the water
and buried a lemon outside my door
he turned and laughed, threw up his hands
when I asked him what it was for
he sang `ships in the ocean rocks in the sea,
blond-headed woman made a fool outta me`
then everything went crazy
my shoes filled with blood
the water rose the wind did howl
the river looked ready to flood
I left my man asleep to drown
and ran without looking back around

ring the bells of mercy
send the sinnerman home
the keys to the kingdom are lost and gone
and I`m left to die alone
all these girls grown old now
all that long hair in the grave
realize what`s done is done
it`s far too late to be saved

Laika - Black Cat Bone