Ramones – I Don’t Want To Grow Up
(…)
I don’t wanna have to shout it out
I don’t want my hair to fall out
I don’t wanna be filled with doubt
I don’t wanna be a good boy scout
I don’t wanna have to learn to count
I don’t wanna have the biggest amount
I don’t wanna grow up (…)
The Pipettes – Because It’s Not Love (But It’s Still A Feeling)
I don’t want to fall in love
I don’t want to see the stars up above in the sky
I just wanna catch your eye
I don’t want to be wined and dined
I just want to bump and grind with you here tonight
Because you move so right
(…)
Because it’s not love
But it’s still a feeling
No it’s not love
But my body’s reeling
To move closer next to you (…)
The Breeders – Divine Hammer
(…) Id bang it all day
Im just looking for one divine hammer
Oh the carpenter goes bang
Id bang it all day
Bang bang (…)
(…)
– All right. You look like a future pedophile in this picture, number one. Number two, it doesn’t even have a first name. It just says McLovin!!!
– What??!! One name… One name?! Who are you, Seal?!
(…)
O pedaço de filme mais hilariante dos últimos tempos.
Mais um vÃdeo de música. Os Suede fizeram parte de um bocado significativo da minha vida. E ainda consegui vê-los ao vivo 2 vezes.
Maybe, maybe it’s the clothes we wear,
The tasteless bracelets and the dye in our hair,
Maybe it’s our kookiness,
Or maybe, maybe it’s our nowhere towns,
Our nothing places and our cellophane sounds,
Maybe it’s our looseness (…)
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Brett Anderson = LURV! (Esta do “lurv” foi para a Célia.) ;)
Blue Suede Shoes na versão mais rápida do planeta. Pelos Toy Dolls, claro.