Sunday, July 6, 2014

Os Replicantes / 06. O Futuro é Vortex

Caiu pra bandas do amanhã

Ele partiu pra não voltar
Ele levou seu talismã

Foi para Vórtex
Aonde o sol já virou lua

Ele precisa aprender a morrer
Mandando chumbo até o cano derreter
Ele não gosta do lugar

Esta em Vórtex
Aonde o sol já virou lua

A barra é braba no futuro
Tá tudo no mesmo lugar
Lá também se nasce duro
Pra comer tem que matar

Ele precisa aprender a morrer
Mandando chumbo até o cano derreter
Te mantém ai na tua

Porque em Vórtex
O nosso amigo sol há muito virou lua

Os Replicantes --- One Player

 Enfio a ficha no buraco, dou um soco só pra incomodar

Fecho os olhos sinto o corpo
Minha nave já vai decolar
Nada levo nesse espaço, quem comanda é a minha mão
Nessa tela é que eu traço meu futuro, minha vocação
Não volto mais, não quero paz
Nem mocinho nem bandido, sou um perseguido
Fujo do inferno com a minha nave
Vou atrás das luzes, crio tempestades
Mato quem se atreve a entrar em contato
O meu tempo se esgota, minha vida está nesse botão
Minha nave segue a rota quando tudo vira escuridão
No meu bolso não tem ficha
Pego a pasta e visto o blusão
E navego como um cego de volta pro balcão

Friday, January 31, 2014

Pig Champion

Bottle, bottle, on the wall, who's the drunkest of us all?
Set yourself up for the fall, who's a slave to alcohol,
I know a place where you can go, you'll probably see no one that you know,
A few minutes will make you think you probably need another drink.
They said that I had a disease, I asked them, "What?" if they please,
I asked them what the fuck they meant,
Victim of the six percent,
Now I'm so ashamed of it,
I guess it's time that I quit.
I saw a friend the other day, getting out of N.A.
He was looking really good, that made me think of myself,
I care about my worthless friends, don't like to see them kill themselves,
Get so strung out they lose all hope, why do you think they call it dope?
Trembling hands, blooodshot eyes, propose a toast to my demise.
God gave me this liver,
I didn't know he was an indian giver.


Wednesday, January 29, 2014

Friday, December 27, 2013

Wade Speyer (Thrasher's need for Speed)

In 1993 only a few people were going fast...Wade was one of them!

Tuesday, December 24, 2013

US BOMBS - 12/25

End of the year, they're raising my rent
Called, in sick my money is spent
Buildings out side all covered in snow
Makin' a fire the heat is on
I look out my window, there's a shopping cart attached to it
There's a crying bum, I need a road dog
Where's Santa Claus? On my last drop in stuck eating crumbs
No gift, December 25th, my bottle's empty
Where's St. Nicolas? Happy fuckin' year and Christmas carol's
A whore on the corner and a Grinch is a friend of every pimp
Take me away for the holidays, dinner in a strait jacket turkey tray
And the kids who have been beat down with a stick
You ain't gotta take it from the family plan
If ya can't get help, do it all for yourself
A make shift kid will be strong in the end
Soaking up those tears comes just once a year
Get someone a gift, show someone you care


Friday, November 22, 2013

Friday, November 15, 2013

PoolFiend Skateboard Supplies

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Thursday, October 17, 2013

Thursday, September 26, 2013

Germs - Manimal

Happy Birthday Manimal

Wednesday, August 21, 2013

Joe Strummer - The Future Is Unwritten Trailer

Happy Birthday Joe Strummer. 21 august 1952 - 22 december 2002.

Tuesday, August 6, 2013

Living In A Dangerous Land - Tim Timebomb and Friends feat. Jesse Michaels

stoked... they got back together for a song.....Operation Ivy lives !!!

Friday, June 14, 2013

Anarkophobia - Ratos de Porao

Caos, democracia?
Medo, exploração...
Cresce dia após dia
O ódio pelo poder
São faces marcadas
Que temem a revolução
Revolução, revolução
Cresce a tirania
Medo, alienação
Morte e anarquia aos porcos
Desse poder
Promessa sem valor
Falta de razão
Sua moral é fraca
É fácil corromper
Seu olhar de terror
Não causa compaixão
A sua paranoia
Me causa só prazer
Doença do poder
A cura é sua morte

Monday, June 10, 2013

Saturday, May 25, 2013

Thursday, May 16, 2013

U.S. Bombs - Roll Around

The UPS man just pulled upHe dropped a package on the stepsMy ticket out is in that boxBeen waiting for a monthI tore it up and ripped it outAnd slid on linoleum
Unattached but I'm attachedI roll around
It's hot outside it's dead insideI'm out I'd rather meltX-heads is killing catsSmoked potatoes on the couch
No one's left I got in commonIt's time to check outUnattached but I'm attachedI roll around
Unattached but I'm attachedI roll around
Unattached but I'm attachedI roll around
Yeah I fucking roll becauseMy life's too fucking short
Those marathon goodbyesOne day will be for goodBreak out and leave this life behindThat's my favorite song
Unattached but I'm attachedI roll around
Unattached but I'm attachedI roll aroundUnattached but I'm attachedI roll around

Dirty Money - A geração do Skate

Brazilian documentary about skateboarding in the early 90's.

Friday, May 10, 2013

John Simon Ritchie

Happy Birthday Sid....10 May 1957 – 2 February 1979

Monday, May 6, 2013

Sunday, May 5, 2013

Jets to Brazil - "morning new disease"

I am dreaming of a life
and it's not the life that's mine
in a stolen car I rocket west out past that Jersey line
and the robots in their riot gear glimmer in my rearview mirror
love came like an axe and had her way with this coarse earth
and a small deserving book she was recovered and understood
and I awoke

Thursday, April 25, 2013

Wednesday, April 24, 2013