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0 - 2'23" - Abertura do programa
Micelli faz a abertura do programa
BG - It's Only Rock 'n Roll (But I Like it)
Composed By Mick Jagger/Keith Richards
The Rolling Stones - Album: It's Only Rock 'N Roll - Release Date: Oct 18, 1974
Label: Virgin - http://www.rollingstones.com/home.php
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zwcANJzKn-o
Lyrics
If I could stick my pen in my heart
And spill it all over the stage
Would it satisfy ya, would it slide on by ya
Would you think the boy is strange? Ain't he strange?
If I could win ya, if I could sing ya
A love song so divine
Would it be enough for your cheating heart
If I broke down and cried? If I cried?
I said I know it's only rock 'n roll but I like it
I know it's only rock 'n roll but I like it, like it, yes, I do
Oh, well, I like it, I like it, I like it
I said can't you see that this old boy has been a lonely?
If I could stick a knife in my heart
Suicide right on stage
Would it be enough for your teenage lust
Would it help to ease the pain? Ease your brain?
If I could dig down deep in my heart
Feelings would flood on the page
Would it satisfy ya, would it slide on by ya
Would ya think the boy's insane? He's insane
I said I know it's only rock 'n roll but I like it
I said I know it's only rock'n roll but I
like it, like it, yes, I do
Oh, well, I like it, I like it, I like it
I said can't you see that this old boy has been a lonely?
And do ya think that you're the only girl around?
I bet you think that you're the only woman in town
I said I know it's only rock 'n roll but I like it
I said I know it's only rock 'n roll but I like it
I said I know it's only rock 'n roll but I
like it, like it, yes, I do
Oh, well, I like it, I like it. I like it...
2'24" - 5'44" - Higher Ground
Composed By Stevie Wonder
Red Hot Chili Peppers - Album: Mother's Milk - Release Date: Aug 1989
Label: EMI - http://www.redhotchilipeppers.com/
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hS3hEuAbuLE
Lyrics
People
Keep on learnin'
Soldiers
Keep on warrin'
World,
Keep on turnin'
Cause it won't be too long.
Powers
Keep on lyin',
While your people
Keep on dyin'
World,
Keep on turnin',
Cause it won't be too long.
Chorus:
I'm so darn glad He let me try it again,
'Cause my last time on earth I lived a whole world of sin.
I'm so glad that I know more than I knew then.
Gonna keep on tryin' till I reach the highest ground.
Teachers,
Keep on teachin'
Preachers,
Keep on preachin',
World, keep on turnin',
'Cause it won't be too long.
Oh, no
Lovers,
Keep on lovin'
While believers
Keep on believin'.
Sleepers,
Just stop sleepin'
'Cause it won't be too long.
Oh, no!
Chorus
(Spoken) An' Stevie knows that, uh, no-body's gonna bring me down.
Till I reach the highest ground.
(Spoken) 'cause me 'n' Stevie, see, we're gonna be a sailin' on the funky sound
Till I reach the highest ground.
(Spoken) Bustin' out, an I'll break you out, 'cause I'm sailin' on.
Till I reach the highest ground
(Spoken)Just, uh, sailin' on sailin' on the higher ground
Till I reach the highest ground
5'45" - 9'57" - Beds Are Burning
Composed By Peter Garrett/Rob Hirst/Jim Moginie
Midnight Oil - Album: Diesel and Dust - Release Date: Aug 1987
Label: Columbia - http://www.midnightoil.com/
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=td1ZLqrEpXI
Lyrics
Out where the river broke
The bloodwood and the desert oak
Holden wrecks and boiling diesels
Steam in forty five degrees
The time has come
To say fairs fair
To pay the rent
To pay our share
The time has come
A facts a fact
It belongs to them
Lets give it back
How can we dance when our earth is turning
How do we sleep when our beds are burning
Four wheels scare the cockatoos
From kintore east to yuendemu
The western desert lives and breathes
In forty five degrees
(live - on scream in blue
The time has come
A facts a fact
It belongs to us all
Lets give it back)
9'58" - 13'19" - Action
Composed By Brian Connolly/Steve Priest/Andy Scott/Mick Tucker
Sweet - Album: Strung Up - Release Date: 1975
Label: RCA - http://www.thesweetband.com/
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tKrCZFUB32Y
Lyrics
So you think you'll take another piece of me
To satisfy your intellectual need
Do you want, do you want
Action, action, action, action
Gonna bring you down
'Cause you've been pushing me
You've got to recognise my superiority
Liar, liar, liar, liar
You know you believed it
Higher, higher, higher, higher
'Cause I'm the main man
And that's why
Everybody wants a piece of the action
Everybody needs a main attraction
I've got what everybody needs
Satisfaction guarantees
That everybody wants a piece of the action
Oh, I was suicidal 'cause you was my idol
Baby, baby, baby, bring it to your knees
Oh, there was a time I would have walked the line
But you bled me dry with your insatiable greed
Liar, liar, liar, liar
You know you believed it
Higher, higher, higher, higher
'Cause I'm the main man
And that's why
Everybody wants a piece of the action
Everybody needs a main attraction
I've got what everybody needs
Satisfaction guarantees
That everybody wants a piece of the action
Do you want, do you want action?
Everybody wants, everybody needs
Everybody wants, everybody needs
Everybody wants a piece of the action
Everybody needs a main attraction
I've got what everybody needs
Satisfaction guarantees
That everybody wants a piece of the action
13'20" - 17'28" - Rock You Like a Hurricane
Composed By Klaus Meine/Herman Rarebell/Rudolf Schenker
Scorpions - Album: Love at First Sting - Release Date: 1984
Label: Mercury - http://www.the-scorpions.com/english/
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rB8HudfbaTE
Lyrics
It's early morning
The sun comes out
Last night was shaking
And pretty loud
My cat is purring
And scratches my skin
So what is wrong
With another sin
The bitch is hungry
She needs to tell
So give her inches
And feed her well
More days to come
New places to go
I've got to leave
It's time for a show
Here I am, rock you like a hurricane
Here I am, rock you like a hurricane
My body is burning
It starts to shout
Desire is coming
It breaks out loud
Lust is in cages
Till storm breaks loose
Just have to make it
With someone I choose
The night is calling
I have to go
The wolf is hungry
He runs to show
He's licking his lips
He's ready to win
On the hunt tonight
For love at first sting
Here I am, rock you like a hurricane
Here I am, rock you like a hurricane
Here I am, rock you like a hurricane
Here I am, rock you like a hurricane
17'29" - 31'50" - Micelli comenta sobre eleições municipais e nos Estados Unidos
31'51" - 35'38" - Pretend We're Dead
Composed By Donita Sparks
L7 - Album: Bricks Are Heavy - Release Date: Apr 14, 1992
Label: Slash - http://l7official.com/
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=g-NNitijboI
Lyrics
Whats up with what's going down
In every city, in every town
Cramping styles is the plan.
They've got us in the palm of every hand.
When we pretend that we're dead
When we pretend that we're dead
They can't hear a word we've said
When we pretend that we're dead
(c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon)
(c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon)
(c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon)
(c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon)
We turn the tables with our unity,
They're neither moral nor majority.
Wake up and smell the coffee
Or just say no to individuality.
When we pretend that we're dead
(pretend we're dead)
When we pretend that we're dead
(pretend we're dead)
They can't hear a word we've said
(pretend we're dead)
When we pretend that we're dead
(c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon)
(c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon)
(c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon)
(c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon)
When we pretend that we're dead
(pretend we're dead)
When we pretend that we're dead
(pretend we're dead)
They can't hear a word we've said
(pretend we're dead)
When we pretend that we're dead
35'39" - 39'05" - Rocks
Composed By Bobby Gillespie/Andrew Innes/Robert Young
Primal Scream - Album: Give Out But Don't Give Up - Release Date: Mar 1994
Label: Sire - http://www.primalscream.net/
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bGJKkBmpMZA
Lyrics
Dealers keep dealin
Thieves keep thievin
Whores keep whorin
Junkies keep scorin
Trade is on the meat rack
Strip joints full of hunchbacks
Bitches keep bitchin
Clap keeps itchin
Aint no use in prayin
Thats the way its stayin, baby
Johnny aint so crazy
Hes always got a line for the ladies
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
Get your rocks off
Get your rocks off, honey
Shake it now now
Getem off downtown
Get your rocks off
Get you rocks off, honey
Shake it now now
Getem off downtown
Creeps keep crawlin
Drunks keep fallin
Teasers keep teasein
Holy joes are preachin
Cops keep bustin
Hustlers keep hustlin
Death keeps knockin
Souls are up for auction
Aint no use in prayin
Thats the way its stayin, baby
Johnny aint so crazy
Hes always got a line for the ladies
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
Get your rocks off
Get your rocks off, honey
Shake it now now
Getem off downtown
Get your rocks off
Get you rocks off, honey
Shake it now now
Getem off downtown
39'06" - 43'20" - Bullet With Butterfly Wings
Composed By Billy Corgan
The Smashing Pumpkins - Album: Mellon Collie and the Infinite Sadness - Release Date: Oct 24, 1995
Label: Sympathy for the Record Industry - http://www.smashingpumpkins.com/
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dxNX_PRqhCQ
Lyrics
The world is a vampire, sent to drain
Secret destroyers, hold you up to the flames
And what do I get, for my pain?
Betrayed desires, and a piece of the game
Even though I know - I suppose I'll show
All my cool and cold - like old job
Despite all my rage I am still just a rat in a cage
Despite all my rage I am still just a rat in a cage
Then someone will say what is lost can never be saved
Despite all my rage I am still just a rat in a cage
Now I'm naked, nothing but an animal
But can you fake it, for just one more show?
And what do you want?
I want to change
And what have you got, when you feel the same?
Even though I know - I suppose I'll show
All my cool and cold - like old job
Despite all my rage I am still just a rat in a cage
Despite all my rage I am still just a rat in a cage
Then someone will say what is lost can never be saved
Despite all my rage I am still just a rat in a cage
Tell me I'm the only one
Tell me there's no other one
Jesus was the only son, yeah.
Tell me I'm the chosen one
Jesus was the only son for you
Despite all my rage I am still just a rat in a cage
Despite all my rage I am still just a rat in a cage
And someone will say what is lost can never be saved
Despite all my rage I am still just a rat in a cage
Despite all my rage am I still just a rat in a-
Despite all my rage am I still just a rat in a-
Despite all my rage am I still just a rat in a cage
Tell me I'm the only one
Tell me there's no other one
Jesus was the only son for you
[x4]
And I still beleive that I cannot be saved
43'21" - 45'06" - Fell in Love with a Girl
Composed By Jack White/Meg White
The White Stripes - Album: White Blood Cells - Release Date: Jul 3, 2001
Label: Sympathy for the Record Industry - http://www.whitestripes.com/
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XRDi67G0Siw
Lyrics
Fell in love with a girl
fell in love once and almost completely
she's in love with the world
but sometimes these feelings
can be so misleading
she turns and says "are you alright?"
I said "I must be fine cause my heart's still beating"
She says "come and kiss me by the riverside, bobby says it's fine he don't consider it cheating"
Red hair with a curl
mellow roll for the flavor
and the eyes for peeping
can't keep away from the girl
these two sides of my brain
need to have a meeting
can't think of anything to do
my left brain knows that
all love is fleeting
she's just looking for something new
and I said it once before
but it bears repeating
45'07" - 64'24" - Micelli fala sobre Olimpíadas, futebol e Fórmula 1
64'25" - 67'21" - Eu queria ter uma bomba
Composed By Cazuza
Barão Vermelho - Single: Eu queria ter uma bomba - Release Date: 1985
Label: Warner - http://www.barao.com.br/
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AA0spo9yhcs
Lyrics
Solidão a dois de dia
Faz calor, depois faz frio
Você diz "já foi" e eu concordo contigo
Você sai de perto, eu penso em suicídio
Mas no fundo eu nem ligo
Você sempre volta com as mesmas notícias
Eu queria ter uma bomba
Um flit paralisante qualquer
Pra poder me livrar
Do prático efeito
Das tuas frases feitas
Das tuas noites perfeitas
Solidão à dois de dia
Faz calor, depois faz frio
Você diz "já foi" e eu concordo contigo
Você sai de perto eu penso em homicídio
Mas no fundo eu nem ligo
Você sempre volta com as mesmas notícias
Eu queria ter uma bomba
Um flit paralisante qualquer
Pra poder te negar
Bem no último instante
Meu mundo que você não vê
Meu sonho que você não crê
67'22" - 70'25" - Não Vou Me Adaptar
Composed By Arnaldo Antunes
Titãs - Album: Go Back - Release Date: 1988
Label: WEA - http://www.titas.net/
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m321SgkFhr0
Lyrics
Eu não caibo mais nas roupas que eu cabia,
Eu não encho mais a casa de alegria.
Os anos se passaram enquanto eu dormia,
E quem eu queria bem me esquecia.
Será que eu falei o que ninguém ouvia?
Será que eu escutei o que ninguém dizia?
Eu não vou me adaptar.
Eu não tenho mais a cara que eu tinha,
No espelho essa cara não é minha.
Mas é que quando eu me toquei, achei tão estranho,
A minha barba estava desse tamanho.
Será que eu falei o que ninguém dizia?
Será que eu escutei o que ninguém ouvia?
Eu não vou me adaptar
69'31" - 74'23" - Simca Chambord
Composed By Marcelo Co - Karl Hummel - Gustavo Mullen - Marcelo Nova
Camisa de Vênus - Album: Correndo o Risco - Release Date: 1986
Label: WEA - http://cliquemusic.uol.com.br/artistas/camisa-de-venus.asp
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nyDVBkVfUFE
Lyrics
Um dia me pai chegou em casa,
nos idos de 63
E da porta ele gritou orgulhoso,
Agora chegou a nossa vez
Eu vou ser o maior, comprei um
Simca Chambord
O inverno veio impedir o meu namoro no jardim
Mas a gente fugia de noite
Numa fissura que não tinha fim
Na garagem da vovó;
Tinha o banco do Simca Chambord
Fazendo Simca Chambord
Fazendo Simca Chambord
Fazendo Simca Chambord
Fazendo Simca Chambord
Meu pai comprou um carro,
Ele se chama Simca Chambord
E no caminho da escola eu ia tão contente
Pois não tinha nenhum carro
Que fosse na minha frente
Nem Gordini nem Ford
O bom era o Simca Chambord
O presidente João Goulart,
um dia falou na TV
Que a gente ia ter muita grana
Para fazer o que bem entender
Eu vi um futuro melhor,
no painel do meu Simca Chambord
Fazendo Simca Chambord
Fazendo Simca Chambord
Fazendo Simca Chambord
Fazendo Simca Chambord
Meu pai comprou um carro,
Ele se chama Simca Chambord
Mas eis que de repente, foi dado um alerta
Ninguém saía de casa e as ruas
ficaram desertas
Eu me senti tão só, dentro do
Simca Chambord
Tudo isso aconteceu há mais de vinte anos
Vieram jipes e tanques que
mudaram os nossos planos
Eles fizeram pior
Acabaram com o Simca Chambord
Acabaram com o Simca Chambord
Acabaram com o Simca Chambord
Acabaram com o Simca Chambord
Eles fizeram pior
Acabaram com o Simca Chambord
Acabaram com o Simca Chambord
Acabaram com o Simca Chambord
Acabaram com o Simca Chambord
Acabaram com o Simca Chambord
Eles fizeram pior
74'24" - 78'33" - Terceiro
Composed By Roger Moreira
Ultraje a Rigor - Album: Sexo!! - Release Date: 1987
Label: WEA - http://www.ultraje.com.br/
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sTMI18brB-o
Lyrics
Todo equipado, preparado na linha de partida
Daqui a pouco vai ser dada a saída
Todo mundo nervoso e eu não tó nem aí (O importante é competir!)
Então tá, vamo lá, nem vou me preocupar
Já tá tudo armado pra eu me conformar
Eu vou tentar só pra não falar que eu nem sou atleta
Ia ser legal chegar junto na frente
Mas iam falar que quero ser diferente
Tá bom demais, pelo menos eu não saio da reta
Por isso eu sempre sou
Terceiro! Ôba-Ôba!
Terceiro! Ôba-Ôba!
Terceiro! Ôba-Ôba!
Terceiro! Ôba-Ôba!
Terceiro!
Pra mim tá louco de bom!
Marcando passo vou seguindo sem ser muito ligeiro
Com cuidado pra não ser o primeiro
É bonito, eu imito mas o pódium não é pra mim (Eu não sou a fim!)
Se eu me esforço demais vou ficar cansado
Já dá pra enganar eu ficando suado
Se reclamarem eu boto a culpa no patrocinador
Não botaram fé porque não ia dar pé
Não ia dar pé porque não botaram fé
De qualquer forma eu pego um bronze porque eu gosto da cor
Por isso eu sempre sou
Terceiro! Ôba-Ôba!
Terceiro! Ôba-Ôba!
Terceiro! Ôba-Ôba!
Terceiro! Ôba-Ôba!
Terceiro!
Pra mim tá louco de bom!
78'34" - 85'31" - Micelli fala sobre artes e espetáculos e apresenta o bloco Criador e Criatura
85'32" - 87'41" - You Really Got Me
Composed By Ray Davies
The Kinks - Album: The Kinks - Release Date: Oct 1964
Label: Pie - http://kinks.it.rit.edu/books/book-savage.html
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dvyDWGF290M
Lyrics
Girl, you really got me goin
You got me so I dont know what Im doin
Yeah, you really got me now
You got me so I cant sleep at night
Yeah, you really got me now
You got me so I dont know what Im doin, now
Oh yeah, you really got me now
You got me so I cant sleep at night
You really got me
You really got me
You really got me
See, dont ever set me free
I always wanna be by your side
Girl, you really got me now
You got me so I cant sleep at night
Yeah, you really got me now
You got me so I dont know what Im doin, now
Oh yeah, you really got me now
You got me so I cant sleep at night
You really got me
You really got me
You really got me
Oh no...
(solo)
See, dont ever set me free
I always wanna be by your side
Girl, you really got me now
You got me so I cant sleep at night
Yeah, you really got me now
You got me so I dont know what Im doin, now
Oh yeah, you really got me now
You got me so I cant sleep at night
You really got me
You really got me
You really got me
87'42" - 90'15" - You Really Got Me
Composed By Ray Davies
Van Halen - Album: Van Halen - Release Date: Feb 10, 1978
Label: Warner Bros. - http://www.van-halen.com/
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0YRqkRmRocQ
90'16" - 95'10" - Micelli apresenta o bloco Mini Especial com a banda R.E.M.
Mini-Especial: R.E.M.
All the songs composed By Bill Berry/Peter Buck/Mike Mills/Michael Stipe
Label: Warner Bros. except (a) IRS
http://www.remhq.com/index.php
95'11" - 100'18" - Man on the Moon
Album: Automatic for the People - Release Date: Oct 6, 1992
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bs4pTCqhTfY
Lyrics
Mott the Hoople and the Game of Life. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Andy Kaufman in the wrestling match. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Monopoly, twenty one, checkers, and chess. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Mister Fred Blassie in a breakfast mess. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Let's play Twister, let's play Risk. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
See you in heaven if you make the list. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hey Andy, did you hear about this one? Tell me, are you locked in the punch?
Hey Andy, are you goofing on Elvis? Hey baby, are we losing touch?
If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon
If you believe there's nothing up my sleeve, then nothing is cool
Moses went walking with the staff of wood. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Newton got beaned by the apple good. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Egypt was troubled by the horrible asp. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Mister Charles Darwin had the gall to ask. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hey Andy, did you hear about this one? Tell me, are you locked in the punch?
Hey Andy, are you goofing on Elvis? Hey baby, are you having fun?
If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon
If you believe there's nothing up my sleeve, then nothing is cool
Here's a little agit for the never-believer. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Here's a little ghost for the offering. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Here's a truck stop instead of Saint Peter's. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Mister Andy Kaufman's gone wrestling (wrestling bears). Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hey Andy, did you hear about this one? Tell me, are you locked in the punch?
Hey Andy, are you goofing on Elvis? Hey baby, are we losing touch?
If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon
If you believe there's nothing up my sleeve, then nothing is cool
If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon
If you believe there's nothing up my sleeve, then nothing is cool
If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon
If you believe there's nothing up my sleeve, then nothing is cool
If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon
If you believe there's nothing up my sleeve, then nothing is cool
100'19" - 104'06" - Orange Crush
Album: Green - Release Date: 1988
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2BvXBwtrs_k
Lyrics
Follow me, don't follow me
I've got my spine, I've got my orange crush
Collar me, don't color me
I've got my spine, I've got my orange crush
We are agents of the free
I've had my fun and now its time to
Serve your conscience overseas (over me, not over me)
Coming in fast, over me
(repeat verse)
High on the booze
in a tent
paved with blood,
nine-inch howl,
brave the night,
chopper comin' in, you hope.
We'd circle and we'd circle and we'd circle to stop and consider and
centered on the pavement stacked up all the trucks jacked up and
our wheels in slush and orange crush in pocket and all this here county
hell any county it's just like heaven here and I was remembering and I
was just in a different county and all then this whirlybird that I
headed for I had my goggles pulled off I knew it all I knew every back
road and every truck stop
(repeat verse and chorus)
(Ah, oh)
104'17" - 107'14" - So. Central Rain (I'm Sorry) (a)
Album: Reckoning - Release Date: 1984
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9rLlVWrvO-Q
Lyrics
Did you never call? I waited for your call
These rivers of suggestion are driving me away
The trees will bend, the cities wash away
The city on the river there is a girl without a dream
I'm sorry
Eastern to Mountain, third party call, the lines are down
The wise man built his words upon the rocks
But I'm not bound to follow suit
The trees will bend, the conversation's dimmed
Go build yourself another home, this choice isn't mine
Did you never call? I waited for your call
These rivers of suggestion are driving me away
The ocean sang, the conversation's dimmed
Go build yourself another dream, this choice isn't mine
107'15" - 111'13" - Radio Free Europe (a)
Album: Murmur - Release Date: Jan 1983
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T1bgr2HJLB8
Lyrics
Beside yourself if radios gonna stay.
Reason: it could polish up the grey.
Put that, put that, put that up your wall
That this isnt country at all
Raving station, beside yourself
Keep me out of country in the word
Deal the porch is leading us absurd.
Push that, push that, push that to the hull
That this isnt nothing at all.
Straight off the boat, where to go?
Calling on in transit, calling on in transit
Radio free europe
Beside defying media too fast
Instead of pushing palaces to fall
Put that, put that, put that before all
That this isnt fortunate at all
Raving station, beside yourself
Calling on in transit, calling on in transit
Radio free europe, radio.
Decide yourself, calling all of the medias too fast
Keep me out of country in the word
Disappoint is into us absurd
Straight off the boat, where to go?
Calling on in transit, calling on in transit
Radio free europe
111'14" - 115'08" - Micelli encerra o programa
115'09" - 120'10" - Spirit of Radio
Composed By Geddy Lee/Alex Lifeson/Neil Peart
Rush - Album: Permanent Waves - Release Date: Jan 1, 1980
Label: Mercury - http://www.rush.com/
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M5g4mQk96Aw
Lyrics
Begin the day
With a friendly voice
A companion, unobtrusive
Plays that song thats so elusive
And the magic music makes your morning mood
Off on your way
Hit the open road
There is magic at your fingers
For the spirit ever lingers
Undemanding contact
In your happy solitude
Invisible airwaves
Crackle with life
Bright antennae bristle
With the energy
Emotional feedback
On a timeless wavelength
Bearing a gift beyond price ---
Almost free...
All this machinery
Making modern music
Can still be open-hearted
Not so coldly charted
Its really just a question
Of your honesty
One likes to believe
In the freedom of music
But glittering prizes
And endless compromises
Shatter the illusion
Of integrity
For the words of the profits
Are written on the studio wall,
Concert hall ---
Echoes with the sounds...
Of salesmen.
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