sábado, 29 de setembro de 2012

Música para um sábado qualquer - Parte XXXI


Headhunter
Front 242

Today he has no means
He's a lone man anonymous
But written in his cells
He's got the marks of a genius
I'm looking for this man
To sell him to other men
To sell him to other men
To make us rich and famous

One you lock the target,
Two you bait the line,
Three you slowly spread the net
And four you catch the man!

I'm looking for this man
To sell him to other men
To sell him to other men
At ten times his price at least
I'm looking for a man
Who knows the rules of the game
Who's able to forget them
To realize my aim

One you lock the target
Two you bait the line
Three you slowly spread the net
And four you catch the man

Lock the target, bait the line
Spread the net then catch the man

One you lock the target
(Lock the target, bait the line
Spread the net, then catch the man)
Two you bait the line
(Lock the target, bait the line
Spread the net, then catch the man)
Three you slowly spread the net
(Lock the target, bait the line
Spread the net, then catch the man)
And four you catch the man
(Lock the target, bait the line
Spread the net, then catch the man)

segunda-feira, 27 de agosto de 2012

Ron Galella - o pai dos paparazzis


Ron Galella é um dos mais antigos paparazzis americanos. Conhecido como "the Godfather of the U.S. paparazzi culture" pelas revistas Time e Vanity Fair, fotografou dezenas de celebridades em momentos glamourosos. E em outros nem tanto...














 Jacqueline Kennedy-Onassis 






 Julia Roberts e Jason Patric













 Woody Allen e Mia Farrow


sábado, 11 de agosto de 2012

Música para um sábado qualquer | You Ain't Seen Nothing Yet - Bachman-Turner Overdrive


You Ain't Seen Nothing Yet
Bachman-Turner Overdrive

Ain't Seen Nothing Yet
I met a devil woman.
She took my heart away.
She said I had it coming to me.
but I wanted it that way.

I think that any lovin's good lovin.
So I took what I could get.
She looked at me with her big brown eyes and said.

you ain't seen nothing yet....baby you just aint seenn.nothin yet
here's somethin your just never gonna forget,
baby you just aint seen nothing yet

And now I'm feeling better.
Cause I found out for sure.
She took me to her doctor.
And he told me I was cured.

He said that any love is good love
so i took what i could get,
She looked at me with her big brown eyes and said

you ain't seen nothing yet....baby you just ain't seenn.n.nothin yet
here's something
here's something your never gonna forget baby,
you know
you know
you know you just ain't seen nothin yet

any lovin is good lovin
so i took what i could get,
she looked at my with her big brown eyes and said

you aint seen nothin yet
baby you just aint seen n.n. othing yet
here's somethin
here's somethin
here's somethin your never gonna forget baby
baby baby baby you just aint seen nothing yet

you aint seen nothing yet

sábado, 4 de agosto de 2012

Música para um sábado qualquer | Sharp Dressed Man - ZZ Top


Sharp Dressed Man
ZZ Top

Clean shirt, new shoes
And I don't know where I am goin' to
Silk suit, black tie
I don't need a reason why

They come running just as fast as they can
'Coz every girl crazy 'bout a sharp-dressed man

Gold watch, diamond ring
I ain't missin', not a single thing
Cufflinks, stick pin
When I step out I'm gonna do you in

They come a-running just as fast as they can
'Coz every girl crazy 'bout a sharp dressed man

Top coat, top hat
And I don't worry 'coz my wallet's fat
Black shades, white glove
Lookin' sharp, lookin' for love

They come a-runnin' just as fast as they can
'Coz every girl crazy 'bout a sharp dressed man



Gimme All You Lovin'
ZZ Top

I got to have a shot of what you got is oh so sweet.
You got to make it hot, like a boomerang I need a repeat,

Gimme all your lovin', all your hugs and kisses too,
Gimme all your lovin', don't let up until we're through,

You got to whip it up and hit me like a ton of lead,
If I blow my top will you let it go to your head?

Gimme all your lovin', all your hugs and kisses too,
Gimme all your lovin', don't let up until we're through.

You got to move it up and use it like a scrweball would.
You got to pack it up, work it like a new boy should.

Gimme all your lovin', all your hugs and kisses too.
Gimme all your lovin', don't let up until we're through.



Back to the Future III
ZZ Top