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terça-feira, dezembro 30, 2008

MicellIpodcast nº 15 - 24/09/2006

Produção e Apresentação: Sylvio Micelli
Transmissão pelo http://micelli.spaces.live.com

Retransmissão pela Rádio Torpedo
Diretor: Maurício Filho
http://www.radiotorpedo.com.br

Apoio: Portal ServidorPúblico.Net
http://www.servidorpublico.net


0 - 7'15" - Abertura do programa

Micelli fala sobre o Dia do Rádio e do Radialista

BG - 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

Lyrics
Inspired by the spirit of radio in toronto, alive and well (so far).
Words by neil peart, music by geddy lee and alex lifeson

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.


7'16" - 11'02" - Radio Free Europe
Composed By Bill Berry/Peter Buck/Mike Mills/Michael Stipe
R.E.M. - Album: Murmur - Release Date: 1983
Label: I.R.S. - http://www.remhq.com

Lyrics
Resign yourself that's radio's gonna stay
Reason: It could polish up the grey
Put that, put that, put that up your wall
That this isn't country at all

Radio 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 isn't nothing at all
Straight off the boat, where to go?

Calling all in transit, calling all in transit
Radio free Europe, radio...

Beside defying media too fast
Instead of pushing palaces to fall
Put that, put that, put that before all
That this isn't fortune at all

Radio station, beside yourself
Calling all in transit, calling all in transit
Radio free Europe

Decide yourself, calling all of the medias too fast

Keep me out of country in the word
Disappoint is unto us absurd

Straight off the boat, where to go?

Calling all in transit, calling all in transit
Radio free Europe, radio free Europe
Calling all in transit, calling all in transit
Radio free Europe, radio free Europe...


11'03" - 14'13" - Transmission
Composed By Ian Curtis/Peter Hook/Stephen Morris/Bernard Sumner
Joy Division - Album: Still - Release Date: Oct 1981
Label: Qwest - http://www.neworderonline.com/

Lyrics
Radio, live transmission.
Radio, live transmission.

Listen to the silence, let it ring on.
Eyes, dark grey lenses frightened of the sun.
We would have a fine time living in the night,
Left to blind destruction,
Waiting for our sight.

And we would go on as though nothing was wrong.
And hide from these days we remained all alone.
Staying in the same place, just staying out the time.
Touching from a distance,
Further all the time.

Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.

Well I could call out when the going gets tough.
The things that we've learnt are no longer enough.
No language, just sound, that's all we need know, to synchronise
love to the beat of the show.

And we could dance.

Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.


14'14" - 19'48" - Radio Gaga
Composed By Roger Taylor
Queen - Album: The Works - Release Date: Feb 28, 1984
Label: Elektra - http://www.queenonline.com/

Lyrics
I'd sit alone and watch your light
My only friend through teenage nights
And everything I had to know
I heard it on my radio
Radio.

You gave them all those old time stars
Through wars of worlds - invaded by Mars
You made 'em laugh - you made 'em cry
You made us feel like we could fly.

So don't become some background noise
A backdrop for the girls and boys
Who just don't know or just don't care
And just complain when you're not there
You had your time, you had the power
You've yet to have your finest hour
Radio.

All we hear is Radio ga ga
Radio goo goo
Radio ga ga
All we hear is Radio ga ga
Radio blah blah
Radio waht's new?
Radio, someone still loves you!

We watch the shows - we watch the stars
On videos for hour and hours
We hardly need to use our ears
How music changes through the years.

Let's hope you never leave old friend
Like all good things on you we depend
So stick around cos we might miss you
When we grow tired of all this visual
You had your time, you had the power
You've yet to have your finest hour
Radio.

All we hear is Radio ga ga
Radio goo goo
Radio ga ga
All we hear is Radio ga ga
Radio goo goo
Radio ga ga
All we hear is Radio ga ga
Radio blah blah
Radio waht's new?
Radio, someone still loves you!


19'49" - 23'31" - Do You Remember Rock N Roll Radio?
Composed By The Ramones
The Ramones - Album: End of the Century - Release Date: Jan 1980
Label: Sire - http://www.ramones.com/

Lyrics
Rock'n, rock'n'roll radio Let's go
Rock'n, rock'n'roll radio Let's go
Rock'n, rock'n'roll radio Let's go
Rock'n, rock'n'roll radio Let's go

Do you remember Hullabaloo,
Upbeat, Shinding and Ed Sullivan too?
Do you remember rock'n'roll radio?
Do you remember rock'n'roll radio?

Do you remember Murray the K,
Alan Freed, and high energy?
It's the end, the end of the 70's
It's the end, the end of the century

Do you remember lying in bed
With your covers pulled up over your head?
Radio playin' so no one can see
We need change, we need it fast
Before rock's just part of the past
'Cause lately it all sounds the same to me
Oh oh oh oh, oh oh

Will you remember Jerry Lee,
John Lennon, T. Rex and OI Moulty?
It's the end, the end of the 70's
It's the end, the end of the century


23'32" - 27'38" - This Is Radio Clash
Composed By The Clash
The Clash - Album: This Is Radio Clash - Release Date: 1981
Label: Epic - http://www.theclashonline.com/

Lyrics
Interrupting all programmes

This is radio clash from pirate satellite

Orbiting your living room,
Cashing in the bill of rights
Cuban army surplus or refusing all third lights
This is radio clash on pirate satellite

This sound does not subscribe
To the international plan
In the psycho shadow of the white right hand
Then that see ghettology as an urban viet nam
Giving deadly exhibitions of murder by napalm

This is radio clash tearing up the seven veils
This is radio clash please save us, not the whales
This is radio clash underneath a mushroom cloud
This is radio clash
You dont need that funeral shroud

Forces have been looting
My humanity
Curfews have been curbing
The end of liberty

Hands of law have sorted through
My identity
But now this sound is brave
And wants to be free - anyway to be free

This is radio clash on pirate satellite
This is not free europe
Noh an armed force network
This is radio clash using audio ammunition
This is radio clash can we get that world to listen?
This is radio clash using aural ammunition
This is radio clash can we get that world to listen?
This is radio clash on pirate satellite
Orbiting your living room,
Cashing in the bill of rights
This is radio clash on pirate satellite
This is radio clash everybody hold on tight

A-riggy diggy dig dang dang

Go back to urban nam


27'39" - 28'38" - Spots

1. Spot "Transparência" - Quero mais Brasil

2. Spot "Poder Econômico" - Eleições Limpas - Associação de Magistrados Brasileiros


28'39" - 41'07" - Micelli comenta sobre política e fala sobre escândalos e eleições


41'08" - 47'15" - Money
Composed By Roger Waters
Pink Floyd - Album: The Dark Side of the Moon - Release Date: Mar 24, 1973
Label: Capitol - http://www.pinkfloyd.com/

Lyrics
Money, get away.
Get a good job with good pay and youre okay.
Money, its a gas.
Grab that cash with both hands and make a stash.
New car, caviar, four star daydream,
Think Ill buy me a football team.

Money, get back.
Im all right jack keep your hands off of my stack.
Money, its a hit.
Dont give me that do goody good bullshit.
Im in the high-fidelity first class traveling set
And I think I need a lear jet.

Money, its a crime.
Share it fairly but dont take a slice of my pie.
Money, so they say
Is the root of all evil today.
But if you ask for a raise its no surprise that theyre
Giving none away.

Huhuh! I was in the right!
Yes, absolutely in the right!
I certainly was in the right!
You was definitely in the right. that geezer was cruising for a
Bruising!
Yeah!
Why does anyone do anything?
I dont know, I was really drunk at the time!
I was just telling him, he couldnt get into number 2. he was asking
Why he wasnt coming up on freely, after I was yelling and
Screaming and telling him why he wasnt coming up on freely.
It came as a heavy blow, but we sorted the matter out


47'16" - 49'10" - Money
Composed By Janie Bradford/Gordy, B. Jr.
The Sonics - Album: Here Are the Sonics - Release Date: 1965
Label: Norton - http://www.history-of-rock.com/sonics.htm

Lyrics
You know the best things in life are free
But you can give
them to the birds and bees.
I need money, that’s what i
want. oh yeah, yeah.
That’s what i-------that’s what i
want.

Oh, lots of things are gonna cure your ills,
But only one thing’s gonna pay my bills
And that’s money,
yeah, yeah, that’s what i want.
Uh-huh-------that’s what i
want.
Wow!

-solo-

Money isn’t
everything, it’s true
But what it can’t buy, i’ll never
use.
I need money. yeah, yeah
That’s what i want.
Stomp, shout, work it on out yeah----------
That’s what i
want,
Wow!

Give me money, that’s what i want
x3

That’s what i----------
That’s what i want.
wow!


49'11" - 54'34" - The Big Money
Composed By Geddy Lee/Alex Lifeson/Neil Peart
Rush - Album: Power Windows - Release Date: Oct 1985
Label: Mercury - http://www.rush.com

Lyrics
Big money goes around the world
Big money underground
Big money got a mighty voice
Big money make no sound
Big money pull a million strings
Big money hold the prize
Big money weave a mighty web
Big money draw the flies

Sometimes pushing people around
Sometimes pulling out the rug
Sometimes pushing all the buttons
Sometimes pulling out the plug
Its the power and the glory
Its a war in paradise
Its a cinderella story
On a tumble of the dice

Big money goes around the world
Big money take a cruise
Big money leave a mighty wake
Big money leave a bruise
Big money make a million dreams
Big money spin big deals
Big money make a mighty head
Big money spin big wheels

Sometimes building ivory towers
Sometimes knocking castles down
Sometimes building you a stairway --
Lock you underground
Its that old-time religion
Its the kingdom they would rule
Its the fool on television
Getting paid to play the fool

Big money goes around the world
Big money give and take
Big money done a power of good
Big money make mistakes
Big money got a heavy hand
Big money take control
Big money got a mean streak
Big money got no soul...


54'35" - 58'02" - Opportunities (Let's Make Lots of Money)
Composed By Chris Lowe/Neil Tennant
Pet Shop Boys - Album: Please - Release Date: 1986
Label: EMI America - http://www.petshopboys.co.uk/

Lyrics
I've got the brains, you've got the looks
Let's make lots of money
You've got the brawn, I've got the brains
Let's make lots of -

I've had enough of scheming and messing around with jerks
My car is parked outside, I'm afraid it doesn't work
I'm looking for a partner, someone who gets things fixed
Ask yourself this question: Do you want to be rich?

I've got the brains, you've got the looks
Let's make lots of money
You've got the brawn, I've got the brains
Let's make lots of money

You can tell I'm educated, I studied at the Sorbonne
Doctored in mathematics, I could have been a don
I can program a computer, choose the perfect time
If you've got the inclination, I have got the crime

Oh, there's a lot of opportunities
If you know when to take them, you know?
There's a lot of opportunities
If there aren't, you can make them
Make or break them

I've got the brains, you've got the looks
Let's make lots of money
Let's make lots of -
(Aahhhhh) Money
(Aahhhhh)
(Aahhhhh - Di du da di da bu di ba)

You can see I'm single-minded, I know what I could be
How'd you feel about it, come and take a walk with me?
I'm looking for a partner, regardless of expense
Think about it seriously, you know, it makes sense

Let's (Got the brains)
Make (Got the looks)
Let's make lots of money (Oohh money)
(Let's) You've got the brawn
(Make) I've got the brains
Let's make lots of money (Oohh money)

I've got the brains (Got the brains)
You've got the looks (Got the looks)
Let's make lots of money (Oohh money)
Money


58'03" - 59'18" - Spots

1. Spot "Rádio" - Unicef

2. Spot "Doações" - Eleições Limpas - Associação de Magistrados Brasileiros


59'19" - 66'50" - Micelli fala sobre política e eleições, além dos próximos shows


66'51" - 73'11" - Construção / Deus lhe pague
Composed By Chico Buarque de Hollanda
Chico Buarque de Hollanda - Album: Construção - Release Date: 1971
Label: Philips - http://chicobuarque.uol.com.br/

Lyrics
Amou daquela vez como se fosse a última
Beijou sua mulher como se fosse a última
E cada filho seu como se fosse o único
E atravessou a rua com seu passo tímido
Subiu a construção como se fosse máquina
Ergueu no patamar quatro paredes sólidas
Tijolo por tijolo num desenho mágico
Seus olhos embotados de cimento e lágrima
Sentou prá descansar como se fosse sábado
Comeu feijão com arroz como se fosse um príncipe
Bebeu e soluçou como se fosse um náufrago
Dançou e gargalhou como se ouvisse música
E tropeçou no céu como se fosse um bêbado
E flutuou no ar como se fosse um pássaro
E se acabou no chão feito um pacote flácido
E agonizou no meio do passeio público
Morreu na contramão atrapalhando o tráfego

Amou daquela vez como se fosse o único
Beijou sua mulher como se fosse a única
E cada filho seu como se fosse o pródigo
E atravessou a rua com seu passo bêbado
Subiu a construção como se fosse sólido
Ergueu no patamar quatro paredes mágicas
Tijolo por tijolo num desenho lógico
Seus olhos embotados de cimento e tráfego
Sentou prá descansar como se fosse um príncipe
Comeu feijão com arroz como se fosse o máximo
Bebeu e soluçou como se fosse máquina
Dançou e gargalhou como se fosse o próximo
E tropeçou no céu como se ouvisse música
E flutuou no ar como se fosse sábado
E se acabou no chão feito um pacote tímido
E agonizou no meio do passeio náufrago
Morreu na contramão atrapalhando o público

Amou daquela vez como se fosse máquina
Beijou sua mulher como se fosse lógico
Ergueu no patamar quatro paredes flácidas
Tijolo por tijolo num desenho mágico
Sentou prá descansar como se fosse um pássaro
E flutuou no ar como se fosse um príncipe
E se acabou no chão feito um pacote bêbado
Morreu na contramão atrapalhando o sábado

Por esse pão prá comer, por esse chão prá dormir
A certidão prá nascer e a concessão prá sorrir
Por me deixar respirar, por me deixar existir, Deus lhe pague

Pela cachaça de graça que a gente tem que engolir
Pela fumaça e a desgraça, que a gente tem que tossir
Pelos andaimes pingentes que a gente tem que cair, Deus lhe pague

Pela mulher carpideira prá nos louvar e cuspir
E pelas moscas bicheiras a nos beijar e cobrir
E pela paz derradeira que enfim vai nos redimir, Deus lhe pague


73'12" - 77'03" - Que país é este?
Composed By Renato Russo
Aborto Elétrico - Album: Sala Funarte - Release Date: 1981
Label: Sala Funarte - http://www.abortoeletrico.hpg.ig.com.br/

Lyrics
Nas Favelas, No Senado
Sujeira pra todo lado
Ninguém respeita a constituição
Mas todos acreditam no futuro da nação
Que país é este?
No Amazonas, no Araguaia,
Na Baixada Fluminense
Mato Grosso, nas Geraes e
no Nordeste tudo em paz
Na morte eu descanso, mas o sangue anda solto
Manchando os papéis, documentos fiéis
Ao descanso do patrão
Que país é este?
Terceiro mundo se for
Piada no exterior
Mas o Brasil vai ficar rico
vamos faturar um milhão
Quando vendermos todas as almas
Dos nossos índios em um leilão.
Que país é este?
Em teu seio, ó liberdade
conseguimos conquistar com braços fortes.
Que país é este?


77'04" - 80'36" - Bravo Mundo Novo
Composed By Philippe Seabra e André X
Plebe Rude - Album: Nunca fomos tão Brasileiros - Release Date: 1987
Label: EMI - http://www.pleberude.com.br/

Lyrics
Se eu lhe dissesse olhe além do horizonte
será que você olharia?
Bravo mundo novo está nascendo
pelo visto vai te surpreender um dia

Conselho ou sermão, não aprendemos a lição
de que com insistência ou não
nos protegemos e lutamos contra o que?

Bravo mundo novo

Se eu lhe dissesse
as coisas não são como parecem
será que você escutaria?

Bravo mundo novo está nascendo
pelo visto vai te surpreender um dia

Herdamos do passado velhos erros e idéias
que só servem de exemplo para os demais
que já há muito tempo

Bravo mundo novo

Não pergunte então
se os sinos dobrarão
se dobrarem não será por você

Bravo mundo novo, decadente nosso cativeiro
mas se tão jovem mais parece que já há muito tempo.


80'37" - 85'12" - O tempo não pára
Composed By Cazuza, Arnaldo Brandão
Cazuza - Album: O tempo não pára - Release Date: 1988
Label: Polygram - http://www.cazuza.com.br/

Lyrics
Disparo contra o sol
Sou forte, sou por acaso
Minha metralhadora cheia de mágoas
Eu sou o cara
Cansado de correr
Na direção contrária
Sem pódio de chegada ou beijo de namorada
Eu sou mais um cara

Mas se você achar
Que eu tô derrotado
Saiba que ainda estão rolando os dados
Porque o tempo, o tempo não pára

Dias sim, dias não
Eu vou sobrevivendo sem um arranhão
Da caridade de quem me detesta

A tua piscina tá cheia de ratos
Tuas idéias não correspondem aos fatos
O tempo não pára

Eu vejo o futuro repetir o passado
Eu vejo um museu de grandes novidades
O tempo não pára
Não pára, não, não pára

Eu não tenho data pra comemorar
Às vezes os meus dias são de par em par
Procurando agulha no palheiro

Nas noites de frio é melhor nem nascer
Nas de calor, se escolhe: é matar ou morrer
E assim nos tornamos brasileiros
Te chamam de ladrão, de bicha, maconheiro
Transformam o país inteiro num puteiro
Pois assim se ganha mais dinheiro

A tua piscina tá cheia de ratos
Tuas idéias não correspondem aos fatos
O tempo não pára

Eu vejo o futuro repetir o passado
Eu vejo um museu de grandes novidades
O tempo não pára
Não pára, não, não pára


85'13" - 86'13" - Spots

1. Spot "Educação" - Quero mais Brasil

2. Spot "Limites para Doações" - Eleições Limpas - Associação de Magistrados Brasileiros


86'14" - 90'51" - Micelli apresenta o Bloco Criador & Criatura


90'52" - 93'30" - I'm a Believer
Composed By Neil Diamond
The Monkees - Album: More of the Monkees - Release Date: Jan 10, 1967
Label: WEA - http://www.monkees.net/

Lyrics
I thought love was only true in fairy tales
Meant for someone else but not for me.
Love was out to get me
That's the way it seemed.
Disappointment haunted all my dreams.

Then I saw her face, now I'm a believer
Not a trace of doubt in my mind.
I'm in love, I'm a believer!
I couldn't leave her if I tried.

I thought love was more or less a given thing,
Seems the more I gave the less I got.
What's the use in tryin'?
All you get is pain.
When I needed sunshine I got rain.

Then I saw her face, now I'm a believer
Not a trace of doubt in my mind.
I'm in love, I'm a believer!
I couldn't leave her if I tried


93'31" - 94'40" - I'm a Believer
Composed By Neil Diamond
Eddie Murphy - Album: Shrek Original Soundtrack - Release Date: May 15, 2001
Label: DreamWorks - http://www.shrek.com/


94'41" - 97'40" - I'm a Believer
Composed By Neil Diamond
Smash Mouth - Album: Shrek Original Soundtrack - Release Date: May 15, 2001
Label: DreamWorks - http://www.shrek.com/


97'41" - 98'40" - Spots

1. Spot "Imposto" - Quero mais Brasil

2. Spot "Limites para Doações" - Eleições Limpas - Associação de Magistrados Brasileiros


98'41" - 102'55" - Micelli encerra o Podcast da semana


102'56" - 108'19" - Remedy
Composed Chris Robinson/Rich Robinson
The Black Crowes - Album: The Southern Harmony and Musical Companion - Release Date: May 12, 1992
Label: Def American - http://www.blackcrowes.com/

Lyrics
Baby, baby why can't you sit still?
Who killed that bird out on you window sill?
Are you the reason that he broke his back?
Did I see you laugh about that?
If I come on like a dream?
Would you let me show you what I mean?
If you let me come on inside?
Will you let it glide?

Can I have some remedy?
Remedy for me please.
Cause if I had some remedy
I'd take enough to please me.

Baby, baby why did you dye your hair?
Why you always keeping with your mother's dare?
Baby why's who's who, who know you too?
Did the other children scold on you?
If I come on like a dream?
Would you let me show you what I mean?
If you let me come on inside?
Will you let it slide?

domingo, dezembro 07, 2008

MicellIpodcast nº 06 - 30/04/2006

0 - 0'47" - Abertura do programa

BG - Inner Flight
Composed By Bobby Gillespie/Andrew Innes/Robert Young
Primal Scream - Album: Screamadelica - Release Date: Oct 8, 1991
Label: Sire - www.primalscream.org/


0'48" - 4'37" - Holiday
Composed By Curtis Hudson/Lisa Stevens
Madonna - Album: Madonna - Release Date: 1983
Label: Sire - http://www.madonna.com/

Lyrics
Holiday Celebrate
Holiday Celebrate

[Chorus:]

If we took a holiday
Took some time to celebrate
Just one day out of life
It would be, it would be so nice

Everybody spread the word
We're gonna have a celebration
All across the world
In every nation
It's time for the good times
Forget about the bad times, oh yeah
One day to come together
To release the pressure
We need a holiday

[chorus]

You can turn this world around
And bring back all of those happy days
Put your troubles down
It's time to celebrate
Let love shine
And we will find
A way to come together
And make things better
We need a holiday

[chorus]

Holiday Celebrate
Holiday Celebrate

[chorus]

Holiday Celebrate
Holiday Celebrate

Holiday, Celebration
Come together in every nation


4'38" - 7'21" - Holiday in My Head
Composed By Greg Camp
Smash Mouth - Album: Smash Mouth - Release Date: Nov 27, 2001
Label: Interscope - http://www.smashmouth.com/

Lyrics
Do you believe everything that you read
Everything that you see on the set
You look around at your sleepy little town
And think that this is as good as it gets
Well what you’re lookin’ at is heaven-sent

Chorus
Every day is a getaway when all of it goes unsaid
I got a holiday a paid holiday
I got a holiday in my head

And what you want, what you really need
Are two different things wouldn’t you say
The line is thin between fun and sin
And we’re all clockin’ in for the day
And our only care is what to wear

Chorus
Every day is a getaway when all of it goes unsaid
I got a holiday a paid holiday
I got a holiday in my head

Bridge
I got a job but I’ve got a problem
’cause I eat too much and I can’t afford to solve it
When I’m savin’ up for that cruise to the caymans
And I’m hittin’ the snooze so I can keep on dreamin’

Instrumental

I’m just tryin’ to realize
I’m just dyin’ to open my eyes
I’m just lookin’ for paradise in my living room

Chorus
Every day is a getaway when all of it goes unsaid
I got a holiday a paid holiday
I got a holiday in my head
I’ve got a holiday a paid holiday
I got a holiday in my head
I’ve got a holiday a paid holiday
I’ve got a holiday in my head


7'22" - 11'03" - Holiday
Composed By Billie Joe Armstrong/Green Day
Green Day - Album: American Idiot - Release Date: Sep 21, 2004
Label: Reprise - http://www.greenday.com/

Lyrics
Say, Hey!

Hear the sound of the falling rain
Coming down like an Armageddon flame (Hey!)
The shame
The ones who died without a name

Hear the dogs howling out of key
To a hymn called "Faith and Misery" (Hey!)
And bleed, the company lost the war today

I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies
This is the dawning of the rest of our lives
On holiday

Hear the drum pounding out of time
Another protestor has crossed the line (Hey!)
To find, the money's on the other side

Can I get another Amen? (Amen!)
There's a flag wrapped around a score of men (Hey!)
A gag, a plastic bag on a monument

I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies
This is the dawning of the rest of our lives
On holiday

(Hey!)
(Say, Hey!)

"The representative from California has the floor"

Zieg Heil to the president gasman
Bombs away is your punishment
Pulverize the Eiffel towers
Who criticize your government
Bang bang goes the broken glass and
Kill all the fags that don't agree
Trials by fire, setting fire
Is not a way that's meant for me
Just cause, just cause, because we're outlaws yeah!

I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies
This is the dawning of the rest of our lives
I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies
This is the dawning of the rest of our lives

This is our lives on holiday


11'04" - 14'43" - Holiday in Cambodia
Composed By Jello Biafra/Dead Kennedys
Dead Kennedys - Album: Fresh Fruit for Rotting Vegetables - Release Date: 1980
Label: Manifesto - http://www.deadkennedys.com/

Lyrics
So you been to school for a year or two
And you know you've seen it all
In daddy's car thinkin' you'll go far
Back east your type don't crawl
Play ethnicky jazz to parade your snazz
On your five grand stereo
Braggin that you know how the niggers feel cold
And the slums got so much soul

It's time to taste what you most fear
Right Guard will not help you here
Brace yourself, my dear

It's a holiday in Cambodia
It's tough kid, but it's life
It's a holiday in Cambodia
Don't forget to pack a wife

Your a star-belly sneech you suck like a leech
You want everyone to act like you
Kiss ass while you bitch so you can get rich
But your boss gets richer on you
Well you'll work harder with a gun in your back
For a bowl of rice a day
Slave for soldiers til you starve
Then your head skewered on a stake
Now you can go where people are one
Now you can go where they get things done
What you need my son:

Is a holiday in Cambodia
Where people dress in black
A holiday in Cambodia
Where you'll kiss ass or crack

Pol Pot, Pol Pot, Pol Pot, Pol Pot [etc.]

And it's a holiday in Cambodia
Where you'll do what you're told
A holiday in Cambodia
Where the slums got so much soul

I Fought the Law (and I Won)
Drinkin' beer in the hot sun
I fought the law and I won

I needed sex and I got mine
I fought the law and I won

The law don't mean shit if you've got the right friends
That's how the country's run
Twinkies are the best friend I've ever had
I fought the law
And I won

I blew George & Harvey's brains out with my six-gun
I fought the law and I won

Gonna write my book and make a million
I fought the law and I won

I'm the new folk hero of the Ku Klux Klan
My cop friends think that's fine
You can get away with murder if you've got a badge
I fought the law
And I won
I am the law
So I won


14'44" - 21'09" - Micelli comenta sobre política e sobre petróleo


21'10" - 24'57" - Jump
Composed by: Michael Anthony/David Lee Roth/Alex Van Halen/Eddie Van Halen
Van Halen - Album: 1984 - Release Date: Jan 9, 1984
Label: Warner Bros. - http://www.van-halen.com/

Lyrics
I get up, and nothing gets me down.
You got it tough. I’ve seen the toughest around.
And I know, baby, just how you feel.
You’ve got to roll with the punches to get to what’s real
Oh can’t you see me standing here,
I’ve got my back against the record machine
I ain’t the worst that you’ve seen.
Oh can’t you see what I mean ?
Might as well jump. jump !
Might as well jump.
Go ahead, jump. jump !
Go ahead, jump.
Aaa-ohh hey you ! how said that ?
Baby how you been ?
You say you don’t know, you won’t know
Until we begin.
Well can’t you see me standing here,
I’ve got my back against the record machine
I ain’t the worst that you’ve seen.
Oh can’t you see what I mean ?
Might as well jump. jump !
Go ahead, jump.
Might as well jump. jump !
Go ahead, jump.
(guitar solo)
(keyboard solo)
Might as well jump. jump !
Go ahead, jump.
Get it and jump. jump !
Go ahead, jump.


24'58" - 29'06" - Leave It
Composed By Trevor Horn/Trevor Rabin/Chris Squire
Yes - Album: 90125 - Release Date: Nov 7, 1983
Label: Atco - http://www.yesworld.com/

Lyrics
I can feel no sense of measure
No illusions as we take
Refuge in young man’s pleasure
Breaking down the dreams we make
Real

One donw one to go
Another town and one more show
Downtown they’re giving away
But she never came back

No phone can take your place
You know what I mean
We have the same intrigue
As a court of kings

Ah leave it
Ah leave it
Two down there you go
Mcarthur park in the driving snow
Uptown they’re digging it out
Better lay your claim

Get home you’re not alone
You just broke out of the danger zone
Be there to show your face
On another dreamy day

Ah leave it
Ah leave it

Goodbye goodbye goodbye bad - ah leave it
Hello hello heaven

Goodbye goodbye goodbye bad - ah leave it
Hello hello heaven

I can feel no sense of measure
No illusions as we take
Refuge in young man’s pleasure
Breaking down the dreams we make
Real

Ah leave it
Ah leave it

Goodbye goodbye goodbye bad - ah leave it
Hello hello heaven

Goodbye goodbye goodbye bad - ah leave it
Hello hello heaven

One down one to go - ah leave it
Another town and one more show
Goodbye goodbye goodbye bad
Hello hello heaven

One down one to go
Goodbye goodbye goodbye bad
Another town and one more show

Leave it


29'07" - 34'00" - The 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/

Lyrics
Inspired by ’the spirit of radio’ in toronto, alive and well (so far).
Words by neil peart, music by geddy lee and alex lifeson

Begin the day
With a friendly voice
A companion, unobtrusive
Plays that song that’s 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
It’s 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.


34'01" - 38'40" - Learning to Fly
Composed By Jon Carin/Bob Ezrin/David Gilmour/Anthony Moore
Pink Floyd - Album: A Momentary Lapse of Reason - Release Date: Sep 8, 1987
Label: Columbia - http://www.pinkfloyd.com/


Lyrics
Into the distance, a ribbon of black
Stretched to the point of no turning back
A flight of fancy on a windswept field
Standing alone my senses reeled
A fatal attraction is holding me fast,
How can I escape this irresistible grasp?

Can't keep my eyes from the circling sky
Tongue-tied and twisted Just an earthbound misfit, I

Ice is forming on the tips of my wings
Unheeded warnings, I thought I thought of everything
No navigator to find my way home
Unladened, empty and turned to stone
A soul in tension that is learning to fly
Condition grounded but determined to try
Can't keep my eyes from the circling sky
Tongue-tied and twisted just an earthbound misfit, I

Above the planet on a wing and a prayer,
My grubby halo, a vapour trail in the empty air,
across the clouds I see my shadow fly
Out of the corner of my watering eye
A dream unthreatened by the morning light
Could blow this soul right through the roof of the night

There's no sensation to compare with this
Suspended animation, A state of bliss
Can't keep my mind from the circling sky
Tongue-tied and twisted just an earthbound misfit, I


38'41" - 39'59"

Vinheta 1 - Micelli convida para o Programa Puro Jazz de Maurício Filho na Rádio Torpedo
Vinheta 2 - Spot de rádio da Câmara dos Deputados "Nutrição Saudável"
Vinheta 3 - Vinheta de saída Micell-Ipodcast


40'00" - 44'51" - Micelli comenta sobre futebol e sobre shows


44'52" - 47'08" - Killing an Arab
Composed By Michael Dempsey/Robert Smith/Lol Tolhurst
The Cure - Album: Boys Don't Cry - Release Date: Jan 1980
Label: Elektra - http://www.thecure.com/

Lyrics
Standing on the beach
With a gun in my hand
Staring at the sky
Staring at the sand
Staring down the barrel
At the arab on the ground
See his open mouth
But I hear no sound

I'm alive
I'm dead
I'm a stranger
Killing an arab

I can turn
And walk away
Or I can fire the gun
Staring at the sky
Staring at the sun
Whichever I choose
It amounts to the same
Absolutely nothing

I'm alive
I'm dead
I'm a stranger
Killing an arab

I feel the silver jump
Smooth in my hand
Staring at the sea
Staring at the sand
Staring at myself
Reflected in the eyes
Of the dead man on the beach
The dead man on the beach

I'm alive
I'm dead
I'm the stranger
Killing an arab


47'09" - 51'30" - Never Let Me Down Again
Composed By Martin L. Gore
Depeche Mode - Album: Music for the Masses - Release Date: 1987
Label: Sire - http://www.depechemode.com/

Lyrics
I'm taking a ride
With my best friend
I hope he never lets me down again
He knows where he's taking me
Taking me where I want to be
I'm taking a ride
With my best friend

We're flying high
We're watching the world pass us by
Never want to come down
Never want to put my feet back down
On the ground

I'm taking a ride
With my best friend
I hope he never lets me down again
Promises me I'm as safe as houses
As long as I remember who's wearing the trousers
I hope he never lets me down again

Never let me down

See the stars they're shining bright
Everything's alright tonight


51'31" - 56'36" - Red Flags and Long Nights
Composed By Adam Bravin/Justin Warfield/Warfield, J.E.
She Wants Revenge - Album: She Wants Revenge - Release Date: Jan 31, 2006
Label: Flawless/Geffen - www.shewantsrevenge.com/

Lyrics
Sick of trying to find a way inside
Sick and tired of all the after
Sick of trying ot find a way to slide
Even though it always ends in laughter
Its never hard to tell when things are done
She looked into my eyes and a voice said RUN
She says that im a mess but its alright
Whether its 2 weeks, 2 years or just tonight

You can occupy my every sigh,
You can rent a space inside my mind
At least untill the price becomes too? HIGH

I can find a reason that we should quit
I can find a reason to do it
I can find excuses for all my shit
She tells me just to work right through it

Shes pretty and I like her but shes too well
Cuz I need red flags and long nights and she can tell
Its not that its my fault its just my style
Beginning with a look and then a smile

You can occupy my every sigh,
You can rent a space inside my mind
At least untill the price becomes too ? HIGH

She don't need a thing, she don't need saving or a lay
Shes got all the friends around and you can hear them say:
Hes not into you hes into the idea of?
But little do they know that shes not through

You can occupy my every sigh,
You can rent a space inside my mind
At least untill the price becomes too ? HIGH


56'37" - 58'45" - Micelli encerra o programa falando sobre os 25 anos de Sisters of Mercy


58'46" - 69'02" - This Corrosion
Composed By Andrew Eldritch
The Sisters of Mercy - Album: Floodland - Release Date: 1987
Label: Elektra - http://www.the-sisters-of-mercy.com/

Lyrics
Gimme the ring, kissed and toll’d
Gimme something that I missed (gimme the ring)
A hand to hold, wild and what it seems(gimme the ring)
Kill the king, when love is the law,
And the we’ll turn round... (gimme the ring)
Gimme dream child
And do you hear me call? (gimme the ring)
On the loan and on the level
...still on the floor (gimme the ring)
Sing dream child
And do you hear at all?

(sing)
(sing)
Hey now, hey now now, sing this corrosion to me
Hey now, hey now now, sing this corrosion to me
Hey now, hey now now, sing this corrosion to me
Hey now, hey now now, sing...

Gimme siren, child and do you hear me?
Gimme siren, child, and do you hear me call?
Sing, child, of right and wrong
Gimme things that don’t last long
Gimme siren, child, and do you hear me call?

(sing)
(sing)
Hey now, hey now now, sing this corrosion to me
Hey now, hey now now, sing this corrosion to me
Hey now, hey now now, sing this corrosion to me
Hey now, hey now now, sing...

On daze, like this
In times like these
I feel an animal deep inside
Heel to haunch on bended knees
Living on if and if I tried,
Somebody send me... please...
Dream wars and a ticket to seem
Giving out and in
Selling the don’t belong
Well, what do you say
D’you have a word for giving away?
Got a song for me?

(sing)
(sing)
Hey now, hey now now, sing this corrosion to me
Hey now, hey now now, sing this corrosion to me
Hey now, hey now now, sing this corrosion to me
Hey now, hey now now, sing...

I got nothing to say I ain’t said before
I bled all I can, I won’t bleed no more
I don’t need no one to understand
Why the blood run hold
The hired hand
On heart
Hand of god
Floodland and driven apart
Run cold
Turn
Cold
Burn
Like a healing hand
Like a healing hand
Like a healing hand
Like a healing hand