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sábado, 27 de outubro de 2018


Shiny, shiny, shiny boots of leather
Whiplash girl child in the dark
Comes in bells, your servant, don't forsake him
Strike, dear mistress, and cure his heart
Downy sins of streetlight fancies
Chase the costumes she shall wear
Ermine furs adorn the imperious
Severin, Severin awaits you there
I am tired, I am weary
I could sleep for a thousand years
A thousand dreams that would awake me
Different colors made of tears
Kiss the boot of shiny, shiny leather
Shiny leather in the dark
Tongue of thongs, the belt that does await you
Strike, dear mistress, and cure his heart
Severin, Severin, speak so slightly
Severin, down on your bended knee
Taste the whip, in love not given lightly
Taste the whip, now plead for me
I am tired, I am weary
I could sleep for a thousand years
A thousand dreams that would awake me
Different colors made of tears
Shiny, shiny, shiny boots of leather
Whiplash girl child in the dark
Severin, your servant comes in bells, please don't forsake him
Strike, dear mistress, and cure his heart

Compositor: Lou Reed

terça-feira, 22 de agosto de 2017

sexta-feira, 17 de julho de 2015



Vicious
You hit me with a flower
You do it every hour
Oh, baby, you're so vicious

Vicious
You want me to hit you with a stick
But all I've got is a guitar pick
Huh, baby, you're so vicious

When I watch you come
Baby, I just want to run far away
You're not the kind of person around I
Want to stay

When I see you walking down the street
I step on your hands and I mangle your feet
You're not the kind of person that I want to meet

Oh, baby, you're so vicious
You're just so vicious

Vicious
Hey, you hit me with a flower
You do it every hour
Oh, baby you're so vicious

Vicious
Hey, why don't you swallow razor blades
You must think that I'm some kind of gay blade
But baby, you're so vicious

When I see you coming
I just have to run
You're not good and you certainly aren't
Very much fun

When I see you walking down the street
I step on your hand and I mangle your feet
You're not the kind of person that I'd even want to meet

'Cause you're so vicious
Baby, you're so vicious
Vicious, vicious
Vicious, vicious
Vicious, vicious
Vicious, vicious


Songwriters: LEWIS ALLEN REED, LOU REED

terça-feira, 8 de julho de 2014


segunda-feira, 11 de novembro de 2013

quarta-feira, 10 de agosto de 2011

quinta-feira, 29 de julho de 2010

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