O ENÉAS JÁ ERA / LEITMOTIV

e aí?!?
como vocês estão?!?!?!?


pows! o Eneás Pinheiro morreu!
triste né?!?
o cara era uma figuraça!

mas a melhor notícia do dia é que FINALMENTE CONSEGUI UM ESTÁGIO! vai ser lá em Carajás e tô indo pra lá dia 29 deste mês, junto com o José Rafael Pimentel Barata, que conseguiu essa ponta pra mim!
isso é demais né?!?


bom, tão legal quanto isso é que já acabou o download dos álbuns Leitmotiv e What's In A Name, do já citado BAMBIX. na postagem anterior a esta, coloquei todas as letras do Crossing Common Borders, de 1996, e agora estou colocando as letras do Leitmotiv pra vocês.

BAMBIX

LEITMOTIV

1998

- todas as letras de Willia van Houdt, exceto onde indicado

CONQUER IT ALL
(letra de Maniet Voets)
Completely nuts
she is crazy and she looks at me
as if she never saw me before
no place for me in her dewy asteroid
it's the season of the witch
she lies down under trees
a sudden death or still living on?
she lives around here
but I never saw that face before

she's stripped of pride
she won't walk she can only roll
she is been like that for five weeks
every day I laugh my head off
so I won't have to cry

she talks to rainbows
in her own strange ways
there's no life beside her
she's an orange nowadays

always first in line
in the modern world
where good taste is bad
and bad taste becomes good

I want to conquer it all

the danger trying to touch her
better not say a word
she has a mouth like a machine gun

she's not bathing anymore
letting go of all her dirt

WESTBORO WANKERS
'Do you know God hates fags
And why we aways hang our flag
Completely upside down
We are Christians and are concerned
About state protection of the perverse
Their filth really astounds us
The assault on our traditions
Of family, God and law
Makes us sick to the bone
Just like Sodom and Gomorrah
Got the wrath of God
Fags won't ever be condoned'

'You better turn!
Turn from evil ways, turn!

He will call His sheep
He won't call the children of the devil
He will call His sheep
He will call us because we're

The Westboro Baptist Church
We preach things that really hurt
Like thank God, thank you for AIDS
And that for all fags hell awaits'

Well fuck you Westfuck and fuck your church
An infiltration of gays will lure
Around the corner and in your ranks
Better start shitting your pants
Because they won't wear masks

'Sodom was destroyed by God
And at the recurring days of Lot
He would return
Well those days have finally come now
And God's only son
Will make sure that you burn
Modern day Pharisees

You look away
From all that is the truth
Get that grin of your face'

Let me ponder
About you weirdos
Your urge to go back to times that are long gone
Today there's pride
And you're just so scared
You bunch of bigots
How pretty can you get

BRAND NEW RELIGION
Question 1: are you he devout son that knows it all
Question 2: or does someone else always think for you
when questions are rased about the basics of the system's hate
Question 3: I ask because it's not my philosophy
to walk around without ears, without eyes, without thinking
don't want to chant or say praise to a god that allows killing

I need a brand new religion
your god can't fool me
we've got nothing in common
I question things, you see

you're taught to fight
claim you're always right
your truistic thoughts
it's just like
swimming on sand and walking on water
you try to keep up but they're pulling you under

Question 5: how is your beloved wife, still trapped in yourthoughts?
Question 6: re-read your books, it just might do the trick
ooohhh tunnel vision
ooohhh no remission

I need a brand new religion
your god can't fool me
we've got nothing in common
I question things, you see

ideas pollute what's holy and good
all good natured men become malicious
and I try to keep my head above water
but it's oh so hard when they're pulling me under

oh tunnel vision wrong decision
ain't it true that you only feed those whose hands are tied?
ain't it true that you also jail those whose ideas are too wild?
oh tunnel vision wrong decision
oh tunnel vision life privation

I need a brand new religion
your god can't fool me
we've got nothing in common
I question things, you see

SECLUSION
Sit back, relax and enjoy your chair
relax and sit back, be happy that you're somewhere
where the truth doesn't hurt
where you can say any word you like
except for Scoren

whatever your thrill
whatever which pill
you've never been in the clouds

whatever which door
no matter what you're looking for
you're the only one with the key

so why are you screaming
when there's noone to hear you shout
so why are you sneering
when there's nothing to sneer about

it's a tough world
with swines and pearls
you say you're sorry for yourself

it's your way out
but you break bounds
you`ll end up in the wrong box

so why are you screaming
when there's noone to hear you shout
you're not that endearing
when you're dead beat and all gaunt

you're on a trip but your suitcase is empty
you're on a trip but you didn't bring a map
you lost track and the guide you had is gone
you lost track and your compass shows no compassion

SUMMERSONG
When will you come to your senses?
Are you excluded from rules?
You keep on pointing your finger
Pointing your finger at those other fools
Where I believed in so long You said “good bye”
Giving myself another reason to stay
Giving me another dark blue eye
‘Cause I can see the light that shines on you and me
Won’t you give me one more chance?
I can see the light that shines on you and me
Won’t you give me one more chance?
The beer in the refrigerator
Has no chance to get cold
No matter how full I stuff it
Your eyes have the shape of the bottles you hold
And I don’t dare to ask
“Can you put it down?”
Giving myself another reason to kill
Giving me another dark blue eye
It gets so hot I open the window
Watch my hands put the kettle on
Something’s boiling inside of me
And it’s been there far too long
It gets so hot I close all the windows
Put on the oven
Let the gas come out
Get my coat and walk away
You’re asleep, you won't make a sound
I can see the light that shines on you and me
Won’t you give me one more chance?
I can see the light that shines on you and me
Won’t you give me one more chance?
I can see the light that shines on you and me
I just took my only chance
I can see the light that shines on you and me
I just took my only chance

MONOZYGOTIC
You're spirit's high
my spirit's low
where's the trust
we once showed
we felt obliged to hang on
to eachother for too long

we shared our bed shared our room
now we sing out of tune
the Muscle Sound all around
on the last account

what's the matter with you
all this crap you're telling me
your 10ct. Psychology

what do you mean I hurt you
why can't you forget the past
your obsession is a blast

I family-tied you up
when you forced me to drink from that poisened cup
the twins we were have died
now you're an only child

you're double-hearted
bouble-dyed
you were never there
when I cried
because to you
I was weak
always on a losing streak

we shared our bed shared our youth
now we're men wearing boots
to kick eachother, make sure it stings
like Kain and Abel, though we were twins

TAKE HEART
You didn't die alone
You took a part of me
The end af all our plans
(The) end of what we'd be

It boiled down deep inside
until it burned you up
the ignition within reach
your flame just dropped

But you did not wake up and I'm the one
Who'll walk on trough the backyard of the times
When you are my friend

I just don't know what's wrong or right
Quess I'm just a bit uptight
And this feeling isn't right
But I'm lonely tonight

You're never out of reach
though you are far away
the sun's coming up again
And on that day
You'll smile at me and say
That you'll be back again
Somewere in my dreams
The biggest ray

That'll shine on me and lift me up
To wake up in the backyard of the times
When you are my friend

HURRICANE HERO
One summermorning he awoke and he decided it was time he made up his mind
So he went up to the roof in search for something that would prove
he'd always been blind
The idea was to arouse the pigeons in the pigeon-house
so when he opened the door
He gently asked them 'would you all helo me to find
exactly what I'm looking for"

So he finally broke the strings
that always kept him down an attempt to regain
what he once lost
no need to count the cost
the hero of the twentieth century

A storm raged across the land, the wind was fighting with the sand a hurricane named Hero
The people looked up to the sy, they saw the shape of a huge kite
It must be the hour Zero
A million pigeons in a V, a man so tiny you couldn't see him
dangling on the strings
tied to each separate little bird, shouting out against the world;"Well shit on you, motherfuckers"

So he finally broke the chain
that had always kept his down
bit by bit
No shit

MY BOOK
It's an unfinished book
I wrote it only in my mind
you know how long it took
to put it down?
If you read between the lines
you see the future and past entwine
though you'll never see the sky fall

But I don't mind a little peace of mind
No pictures of burnt children running round
In my book of life
people are not jeopardized
and no pictures of burnt children

Today's latest craze
is to show violence in every phase
You see it in the movies or on TV
The critics say it's cool
it's aesthetical, wild and proves
that all human beings are born beasts

But I don't mind a little peace of mind
No pictures of bursnt children running round
In my book of life
women won't get womanized
and no pictures of burnt children

Never bend, speak out
Words like lava flowing out
Don't hush, speak out
Words like lava flowing out
Just don't touch, youmight get burned

BALACLAVA BOY
Still young and small, couldn't talk at all
he wondered why they had a ball
out there in the field

It was his wish to eat his dish
without the flavours of animal bliss
and get this party going

what he didn't know
they put up a show
those strangers in the night
they had blinded his eyes
and fed him with lies
butchers in daylight

The animals stood there in a line
so very keen to get inside
to enter the ark of Noah

The dire consequences were
the pungent scent of burning fur
in a wolrd of red and white

What he didn't know
they put up a show
those men in their disguise
he was no longer deaf
a member of the ALF
balaclava boy

He was wondering
He was saying things
everyone heard about
everyone laughed about
soon the world would be too small
for the abuse he'd free them all
it is also their world they're not from this world

He had to travel far
with in his bag, his golden balaclava
so many pests tried to stop him on the way
But he made up his mind
fight deliberate ignorance,feed people's minds
stood proudly on the barricades
for animal rights
not animal wrongs

THE LIE OF THE LAND
(letra de Maniet Voets)
Did you see the boy, the frozen sky?
Skating on the ice, a sudden cry?
He fell down, a hole in the ice
He disappeared, there was trouble in paradise

So you were there, couldn't lend him a hand!
Too far away, the lie of the land
Shocked by struggle, you justify
A dozen times you tell that fools lullaby

If you head gets too big
you'll end up in a parade
so you better go home
When curiosity killed the mouse
and all the eyes fall down
the party's reached its end

Did you hear the bang, just down town?
A car-accident, upside down?
As fast as you can, won't miss the mess
How many dead, enought to impress

So you were there, didn't step aside
when help arrived, you parasite
Left for dead now, you smell the glory
Never seen that much blood, for your fishermanstory?

Why do only stories that are sad?
keep the attention high, and others are denied
A missed link in life
A dark basement in our mind
Or are we partly blind

Did you see the fire burn in your neighbourhood?
Did you see the fire burn You'd better turn?

So you were there, you rattlesnake

PATIENCE IS A VIRTUE
I'll be on this bus tomorrow
I'll be on this bus today
Don't know where or in which direction
only the driver knows his way

I can't believe why I'm troubling my senses;
there's no way out

I'm on seat number 60 now
maybe one day I'll sit in front
since one man's meat's another man's poison
Noblesse oblige so you guess what comes

Turn the other cheek, when they hurt you deep
and when a friend of yours gets busted
you look away
they can tie your hands and get in your pants
claim they'll make you bleed tomorrow
you should realise you live today

And i cry myself to sleep now
knowing that you're not here
and i force myself to sleep now
cos never in my worst nightmare did i show any fear

because I turned my other cheek when they hurt me deep
but I'm driving my own bus now
going my own way
When clubs are trumps
and money buys guns
never put off till tomorrow
all that you can do today

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