sexta-feira, 23 de dezembro de 2011

Como Um Grinch...

          No espírito natalino...ou não...resolvi trazer um personagem traumatizado e que planeja destruir a alegria de todos, mas no fim...ah ele dá uma melhoradinha!
O personagem "Grinch" foi criado pelo escritor infantil Dr. Seuss, mas imortalizado na pele de Jim Carrey no filme que passou trocentas vezes na tv (eu sei que tu já assistiu no SBT, nem vem)!
Existia ainda um desenho animado inspirado na história!
O bichinho verde e esquisito virou um símbolo anti-natal!

Confiram o vídeo da música feita especialmente para o desenho "How the Grinch stole Christmas" e mais uma versão feita pelo elenco do seriado GLEE, onde a personagem Sue encarna-o muito bem.



                       You're A Mean One
                              Mr.Grinch
You're a mean one, Mr. Grinch
You really are a heel!
You're as cuddly as a cactus,
And as charming as an eel,
Mr. Grinch?
You're a bad banana,
With a greasy black peel!
You're a monster, Mr. Grinch!
Your heart's an empty hole
Your brain is full of spiders,
You've got garlic in your soul,
Mr. Grinch?
I wouldn't touch you
With a thirty-nine-and-a-half foot pole!
You're a vile one, Mr. Grinch!
You have termites in your smile
You have all the tender sweetness
Of a seasick crocodile,
Mr. Grinch?
Given the choice between the two of you,
I'd take the seasick crocodile!
You're a foul one, Mr. Grinch!
You're a nasty, wasty skunk!
Your heart is full of unwashed socks.
Your soul is full of gunk,
Mr. Grinch?
The three words
That best describe you
Are as follows,
And I quote:
"Stink. Stank. Stunk" 
You nauseate me, Mr. Grinch
With a nauseaus super-naus
You're a crooked jerky jockey
And you drive a crooked horse
Mr. Grinch?
You're a three decker saurkraut
And toadstool sandwich
With arsenic sauce












You're a Mean One Mr. Grinch 

All the windows were dark
No one knew he was here
All the who's
Were all dreaming
Sweet dreams without care

You're a mean one, Mr. Grinch
You really are a heel
You're as cuddly as a cactus
You're as charming as an eel
Mr. Grinch

You're a bad banana
With a greasy black peel

You're a monster, Mr. Grinch
Your heart's an empty hole
Your brain is full of spiders
You've got garlic in your soul
Mr. Grinch

I wouldn't touch you
With a thirty-nine
And-a-half foot pole

All I need is a reindeer
So he took his dog, Max
And he took some red thread
And he tied a big horn
On the top of his head

Then the Grinch said "Giddap"
And the sleigh started down
To the homes
Where the who's lay
A-snooze in their town

"This is stop number one
"The old Grinchy Claus hissed
And he climbed to the roof
Empty bags in his fist
Then he slid down the chimney
A rather tight pinch

But, if Santa could do it
Then so could the Grinch
Then he slithered and slunk
With a smile most unpleasant
Around the whole room
And he took every present

Pop guns, and bicycles
Roller skates, drums
Checkerboards, tricycles
Popcorn, and plums
And he stuffed them
In bags
Then the Grinch
Very nimbly
Stuffed all the bags
One by one
Up the chimney

You're a foul one
Mr. Grinch
You're a nasty
Wasty skunk
Your heart is full
Of unwashed socks
Your soul
Is full of gunk
Mr. Grinch

The three words
That best describe you
Are as follows
And I quote
"Stink. Stank. Stunk"

You nauseate me, Mr. Grinch
With a nauseaus super-naus
You're a crooked jerky jockey
And you drive a crooked horse
Mr. Grinch

You're
A three decker saurkraut
And toadstool sandwich
With arsenic sauce




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UM GRINCHMAS A TODOS!

quarta-feira, 21 de dezembro de 2011

DARK PHASE













The Last Time I Saw Richard
Legião Urbana

Last time I saw Richard was Detroit in 68
And he told me all romantics meet the same fate
Someday, cynical and bitter and boring someone
In some dark cafe
You laugh, he said you think you're immune,
Go look at your eyes
They're full of moon
You like roses and kisses and pretty men to tell you
All those pretty lies, pretty lies
When you gonna realize they're only pretty lies
Only pretty lies, pretty lies
He put a quarter in the wurlitzer, and he pushed
Three buttons and the thing began to whirl
And a waitress came by a fishnet stockings and a bow tie
And she said: "drink up now it's getting on time to close"
Richard, you haven't really changed, I said
That's just now you're romanticizing some pain that's in your head
You've got tombs in your in your eyes, but the songs
You punched are dreaming
Listen, they talk of love so sweet
When you gonna get yourself back on your feet?
Oh and love can be so sweet, love so sweet
Richard got married to a figure skater
And he bought her a dish washer and a coffe percolator
And he drinks at home now most night with the TV on
And all the house lights left up bright
I'm gonna blow this damn candle out
I don't want nobody comin'over to my table
I've got nothing to talk to anybody about
All good dreamers passes this away someday
Hidin' behind bottles in dark cafes
Dark cafes
Only this darkness before
I get my gorgeous wings
And fly away
Only a phase, these dark cafe days

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aMJoDnSPJPE

Renato Russo - o eterno sonhador!