quinta-feira, 11 de junho de 2009

Elvis Perkins



Elvis Perkins, o filho de Anthony Perkins (Psycho), é músico! O pai morreu de SIDA e a mãe ía num dos aviões dos ataques às torres gémeas...

Shampoo
sweep up, little sweeper boy
It's you who's got the wig on heres
weep up, little sweeper boy, sweep up
yellow is the color of my true love's crossbow
yellow is the color of the sun
and black is the color of
a strangled rainbow
that's the color of my loss
black is the color of my true love's arrow
that's the color of human blood
you got a shot of shampoo
though it was made thirty years ago
you got a shot of shampoo
though you were made twenty years ago
speak up, little sweeper boy
they are hard of hearingany
thing that anyone has to say
o they say
yellow is the color of my true love's crossbow
yellow is the color of the sun
black is the color of
a strangled rainbow
the color of my loss
and black is the color of my true love's arrow
that's the color of my blood

Fever Ray - mais uma voz do norte



Uma voz e uma música vinda norte do nosso planeta.

When I Grow Up
When I grow up, I want to be a forester
Run through the moss on high heels
That’s what I’ll do, throwing out boomerang
Waiting for it to come back to me

When I grow up, I want to live near the sea
Crab claws and bottles of rum
That’s what i’ll have staring at the seashell
Waiting for it to embrace me

I put my soul in what I do
Last night I drew a funny man
with dark eyes and a hanging tongue~
It goes way bad, I never liked a sad look
From someone who wants to be loved by you

I’m very good with plants
When my friends are away
they let me keep the soil moist
On the seventh day I restfor a minute or two
then back on my feet and cry for you oooh oh

You’ve got cucumbers on your eyes
Too much time spent on nothing
waiting for a moment to arise
The face in the ceiling and arms too long
I wait for him to catch me
music
Waiting for you to embrace