all whistling songs

Forrest Gump; Frank Ocean

noreply@blogger.com (gustavo) — Sat, 08 Sep 2012 04:58:00 +0000

I wanna see your pom poms from the stands
Come on, come on

My fingertips, and my lips, they burn
From the cigarettes
Forrest Gump you run my mind boy
Running on my mind boy
Forrest Gump

I know you Forrest
I know you wouldn't hurt a beetle
But you're so buff, and so strong
I'm nervous Forrest

Forrest Gump
Now my fingertips, and my lips, they burn
From the cigarettes
Forrest Gump you run my mind boy
Running on my mind boy
Forrest Gump

I saw ya game, Forrest
I was screamin' run 44
But you kept runnin' past the end zone
Oh where'd you go Forrest

Forrest Gump
And my fingertips, and my lips, they burn
From the cigarettes
Forrest Gump you run my mind boy (yea)
Running on my mind boy
Forrest Gump

Forrest green
Forrest blues
I re-mem-ber you
If this is love, I know it's true
I won't For-get you (you)
(oh you you) it's for you Forrest
(oh you you) it's for you Forrest

The Dusty Foot Philosopher; K’naan

noreply@blogger.com (gustavo) — Fri, 07 Sep 2012 05:55:00 +0000

Yo. Just imagine like whistling down a desert or some shit. Don't this make you wanna swing like monkeys outta trees?

I ain't got no parameters
This amateur's famous
All you fame getters
Hate caterers
Our main names are date of births
On a later verse
Make a nigger play reverse (move backwards)
Marching with some soldiers here
We coming over there
The kind of niggers soldiers fear
You just gotta stare
You ain't got no option (no)
Please relax son
I'm taking over like drug dealer cars to auctions
Oh these are hungry men
These are angry men
Heard you got a lot of guts
They'll call your bluff
Your shit is laughable
Why you rapping oh
Why don't you just wrap sandwiches to earn a capital?
And have the shit that you spit
And even have sick
If you was doing my physical you couldn't have my shit
Back to my verse flow
I don't get shit yo
My skills so bright when I spit my lips glow

The dusty foot philosopher
Ripping up kilometers
Winking at you officers da dum da dum da dum
The dusty foot philosopher
Sicking up the monitor
Waking up the auditors da dum da dum da dum

And I've seen war and some
Survived the slaughter son
Kids play cops and robbers and not with the water guns
And yeah picture me
And big brotherly
Walking through the fire
We came to claim our victory
And I roll with a harder pen
I might start a trend
Beat down Iraq MC coz you know there's a lot of them
Wait till my shit crashes
Rip asses
Women who give me neck suffer from whiplashes
I frighten the masses
Coz I'm that nasty
I heard to get a deal you had to give lap dancers
This shit is serious
Sincere it is
The people wanted something real
Well yo here it is
My rhymes push records back like a belly button dirty rutting
I got stiff neck steady nothing it aint nothing
I got the track laid like I'm fucking
The only balls you got is made outta cotton

The dusty foot philosopher
Ripping up kilometers
Winking at you officers da dum da dum da dum
The dusty foot philosopher
Sicking up the monitor
Waking up the auditors da dum da dum da dum

This is what you waited for
Glad you stayed the chorus
Coz a lot of rappers is getting treated like lady whores
And I don't like Babylon
I don't like your song
I don't like hearing that fake accent from Dylon
The industry commentator
Fuck it I'm a hater
My mind is like your life straight up coz it's made up
I'm strolling like babies with big gas ladies
That rock more fellahs than ten thousand daisies
Harder than harbour and Bin Laden inside the bottom compound with Donald Rumsfield and Bush blood
Moving along like people who don't want it
Even if I had jewels I'd be the type who don't run it
They call me dusty coz my feet have been through a lot
The wisdom of my survival that's just due to a lot
So I'm not gonna sit here and whine like crushed grapes
My mind leaves you speechless like duct tape

The dusty foot philosopher
Ripping up kilometers
Winking at you officers da dum da dum da dum
The dusty foot philosopher
Sicking up the monitor
Waking up the auditors da dum da dum da dum

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It Girl; Jason Derülo

noreply@blogger.com (gustavo) — Fri, 31 Aug 2012 04:35:00 +0000

I've been looking under rocks and breaking locks
Just tryna find ya
I've been like a manic insomniac
5 steps behind you
Tell them other girls, they can hit the exit
Check please...
Cause I finally found the girl of...my dreams
Much more than a Grammy award
That's how much you mean to me

You could be my it girl
Baby you're the shit girl
Lovin' you could be a crime
Crazy how we fit girl
This is it girl
Give me 25 to life
I just wanna rock all night long
And put you in the middle of my spotlight
You could be my it girl
You're my biggest hit girl

Let me play it loud
Let me play it loud like...oh oh oh oh
Let me play it loud
Let me play it loud like...oh oh oh oh
Let me play it loud

You can't help but turn them heads
Knockin' them dead
Dropping like flies around you
If I get your body close not letting go
Hoping you're about to
Tell them other guys they can lose your number
You're done!
They don't get another shot cause you're...love drunk
Like a TV show playing reruns
Every chance I get
I'mma turn you on

You could be my it girl
Baby you're the shit girl

Lovin' you could be a crime
Crazy how we fit girl
This is it girl
Give me 25 to life
I just wanna rock all night long
And put you in the middle of my spotlight
You could be my it girl
You're my biggest hit girl

Let me play it loud
Let me play it loud like...oh oh oh oh
Let me play it loud
Let me play it loud like...oh oh oh oh
Let me play it loud

Can't seem to stop you from...running, running
Through my, through my mind, mind
Just keep it coming, coming
Till I make you mine, mine
You've got that something, something
I wanna be with girl
You're my greatest hit girl
Just say this is it girl...
Hey baby...
Don't you know you're my it girl

You could be my it girl
Baby you're the shit girl
Lovin' you could be a crime
Crazy how we fit girl
This is it girl
Give me 25 to life
I just wanna rock all night long
And put you in the middle of my spotlight
You could be my it girl
You're my biggest hit girl

Let me play it loud
Let me play it loud like...oh oh oh oh
Let me play it loud
Let me play it loud like...oh oh oh oh
Let me play it loud

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Different; Ximena Sariñana

noreply@blogger.com (gustavo) — Thu, 30 Aug 2012 14:31:00 +0000

Sleep it off again

Don't remember when started
Failing to communicate
Will it see like I'm in half-hearted?

There´s not much to explain
When I'm so in my head
The stronger the theme
The less you will need
To hear it from me
To know what I am trying to say

Sorry if I don't see you
Mind me if my eyes cross you
Keep in mind I'm not here
I'm in a different zone

Sorry if my words hurt you
Wish I knew the time to lie to you
Keep in mind I'm not here
I'm from a different world

Wait till I'm unique
I'm a light leader in the making
My wisdom will strip you down
Can't believe all the risks I'm taking

There's still so much to learn
And things you haven't heard
I want you see beneath everything
You're no different than me
No matter the language we speak

Sorry if I don't see you
Mind me if my eyes cross you
Keep in mind I'm not here
I'm in a different zone

Sorry if my words hurt you
Wish I knew the time to lie to you
Keep in mind I'm not here
I'm from a different world

Ahhh ahh ahhh ahhhh ahhhh

Sorry if I don't see you
Mind me in my eyes cross you
Keep in mind I'm not here
I'm in a different zone

Sorry if my words hurt you
Wish I knew the time to lie to you
Keep in mind I'm not here
I'm from a different world

Sorry if my words hurt you
Wish I knew the time to lie to you
Keep in mind I'm not here
I'm from a different world

Keep in mind I'm not here
I'm from a different world?

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Just Walking In The Rain; Johnnie Ray

noreply@blogger.com (gustavo) — Wed, 29 Aug 2012 19:25:00 +0000

Just walking in the rain
Getting soaking wet
Torturing my heart
By trying to forget

Just walking in the rain
So alone and blue
All because my heart
Still remembers you

People come to windows
They always stare at me
Shaking their heads in sorrow
Saying, who can that fool be

Just walking in the rain
Thinking how we met
Knowing things could change
Somehow I can't forget

(Just walking in the rain)
(Walking in the rain)
(Walking in the rain)
(Just walking in the rain)
(All day I ....)

People come to their windows
They always stare at me
Their shaking their heads in sorrow
Saying, who can that fool be
(Now who can he be)

Just walking in the rain
(Walking in the rain)
Thinking how we met
(Walking in the rain)
Knowing things could change
(Walking in the rain)
Somehow I can't forget
(Walking in the rain ....)

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Free’s; Bill Callahan

noreply@blogger.com (gustavo) — Tue, 28 Aug 2012 18:39:00 +0000

I'm standing in a field
A field of questions
As far as the eye can see
Is this what it means to be free?
Or is this what it means to belong to the free?
To be free in bad times and good
To belong to being derided for things i don't believe
And lauded for things i did not do
If this is what it means to be free
Then i'm free and i belong to the free
And the free
They belong to me

Predict the Day; Ladytron

noreply@blogger.com (gustavo) — Mon, 27 Aug 2012 05:06:00 +0000

Predict the day you wanted to get away
A second chance is calling for you
Predict the day you wanted to get away
No second chance is calling for you

Predict the day you sentence your enemies
Don't look away they're coming for you
Predict the day you're bathing in victory
A second chance had fallen for you

Predict the day the night's never ending
As shattered falls darken your face
I never thought
I didn't think twice
I never thought

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Versus; Ladytron

noreply@blogger.com (gustavo) — Sun, 26 Aug 2012 10:00:00 +0000

A review from the website Music by Day:

“Versus” is an honest-to-goodness duet, and the male vocalist is far from clamoring just to be heard, believe you me. Its lyrics are full of charming wordplay and its performance is cleverly phrased. The male vocals are supplied by none other than founding band member Daniel Hunt, whose velvety baritone serves as a perfect counterpoint for Marnie’s airy register. What sound like horns pipe in here and there, and there’s even some more whistling too. It’s hard not to get caught up in it. Considering everything that had come before it, you really don’t expect this song, and that’s partially what makes hearing it the first time so memorable. We’re undoubtedly left wanting more.

Distance versus time,
cutting verses down to size.
Focus versus tears versus
"How did I get here's"
versus curses in your eyes
Force of nature versus range,
nature versus what is strange
"There's a fire starting here"
versus "There's nothing to fear"
versus lonely versus safe
Like a kitten versus rain
A cathedral versus love versus shame
Free versus hard to see
versus, versus, versus me versus me

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It Can’t Rain All the Time; The Amplifetes

noreply@blogger.com (gustavo) — Sat, 25 Aug 2012 05:23:00 +0000

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Laululeija; Stig

noreply@blogger.com (gustavo) — Thu, 23 Aug 2012 18:00:00 +0000

Read about the song if you can. ;)

Hei laululeija, saat viestin kuljettaa
Hei laululeija, yhdelle sitten vaan
Et muille soittaa etkä laulaa ollenkaan saa
Laululeija, mistä sen voi tunnistaa?

Silmissä lampeen, silmissä lempeen
Laiturin nokkaan se käpertyy, sinne jää
On nielemässä, itkuu ja tässä
Löytyi se kyyneleisiinkin syy

Hei laululeija, saat viestin kuljettaa
Hei laululeija, et muille antaa saa
Veisitkö laulun? Laulu kai kun kuunnellaan
Laululeija, se hänelle on sitten vaan

Silmissä lampeet, silmissä lumpeet
Laiturin nokkaan se käpertyy, yksinään
Ja ikävässä, itkee ja tässä
Löytyi se kyyneleisiinkin syy

Hei laululeija, mä suuren virheen tein
Hei laululeija, vie hälle terveisein
Hei laululeija, mä hänet tahdon vaan
Hei laululeija, en muita ollenkaan
Hei laululeija, viethän hälle viestin tän?
Anna jo anteeksi, mä kuolen ikävään

Silmissä lampeen, silmissä lumpeet
Laiturin nokkaan se käpertyy, yksinään
Ja ikävässä, itkee ja tässä
Löytyi se kyyneleisiinkin syy

Hei laululeija
Hei laululeija
Hei laululeija

Bomba H Sobre São Paulo; Arnaldo Baptista

noreply@blogger.com (gustavo) — Tue, 21 Aug 2012 05:51:00 +0000

Foi depois que a luz passou
E o calor nos assolou
Depois do grito no escuro, assombrado, primevo até
Foi quando então, numa onda, a morte
Desintegrante e por vezes feliz
Passou por mim, eu segurei sua mão
Colei seu seio de encontro a mim
Num gesto de proteção
Olhei pro céu que brilhante me gritava, que me escondesse
Feri a vista na beleza do fim que nos aproximava
Quando o calor do beijo seu, que procurando o meu
Parecia pedir perdão pelo egoísmo
E eu que até aí me achava muito ruim
Chorei, chorei de amor pela humanidade
É... o imenso gozo dos titãs
De aço e cabos de meadas infindáveis
De crianças tristes
Risos que soam depois do fim
E eu não sei que fim levou o meu
Risos...

Up on the Hill; Mark Burgess & the Sons of God

noreply@blogger.com (gustavo) — Mon, 20 Aug 2012 13:30:00 +0000

Rental Sting; Archers of Loaf

noreply@blogger.com (gustavo) — Thu, 16 Aug 2012 19:04:00 +0000

Rental sting, the customer is king.
Waste your life, waste your life.
Little things can cost you everything.
Save your life, save your life.

Dead and white, our distance is disguised.
Mad and sad when it's my misunderstanding.
Rental sting, the customer is king.
Waste your life, waste your life.

And I Will Kiss; Underworld

noreply@blogger.com (gustavo) — Mon, 13 Aug 2012 02:30:00 +0000

“And I Will Kiss” is a track written by Rick Smith of electronic group Underworld for the Isles of Wonder opening ceremony of the 2012 summer Olympics in London, and the fourth track on the official soundtrack. The title makes reference to a speech given by Caliban in Act 2, Scene 2 of The Tempest by William Shakespeare:
I’ll show thee every fertile inch o’ the island;
And I will kiss thy foot. I prithee, be my god.

The track accompanied the Pandemonium section of the ceremony, which depicted the Industrial Revolution in Britain.¹

Péterfy Bori & Love Band; Vámpír

noreply@blogger.com (gustavo) — Sat, 24 Mar 2012 23:19:00 +0000

Another obscure Hungarian band: a collaboration of my self-titled "Hungarian whistling song searcher", Anna F.!

Egy kocsi dudál
Lefékez, beszállok
Mire várunk most?
Nem tudod, meglátod
A combom simogatva kér,
Azt az egyet szeretném,
Hogy levedd már a gyűrött kabátod

Hova harapok most beléd titokban?
Meleg vér folyik lassan a nyakadra
Mert nincs ma más, csak vérszívás
Semmi csábítás
Mert úgysem kell Belőled más

Előző életemben denevér voltam
Nappal aludtam, éjjel éltem én
Vakon repültem, de Rád találtam
Megharaplak, mert a véred az enyém
Hova harapok most beléd titokban?
Meleg vér folyik lassan a nyakadra
Mert nincs ma más, csak vérszívás
Semmi csábítás
Mert úgysem kell Belőled más

Sur del Corazón; Julio Bustamante

noreply@blogger.com (gustavo) — Sun, 18 Mar 2012 15:45:00 +0000

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Le Retour d'Ootsie Putsie; Tété

noreply@blogger.com (gustavo) — Thu, 15 Mar 2012 23:36:00 +0000

Les bonnes choses viennent en petits paquets!

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Dragons; Caravan Palace

noreply@blogger.com (gustavo) — Fri, 09 Mar 2012 23:15:00 +0000

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Vágjál Lyukat a Kádba; Intim Torna Illegál

noreply@blogger.com (gustavo) — Fri, 02 Mar 2012 18:21:00 +0000

Intim Torna Illegál, the first Hungarian band of the blog! Thanks to Anna F. who send it to me!

According to rhe band's website: "The alternative rock, pop band is truly a highlight in the multitude of Hungarian bands. The band dates its birth to their first amazing concert at Gödör on January 22nd, 2010.

The members of the band are Sandor Kiss (bass, vocals), János Nádasdi (percussion), Adam Gálos (drums, vocals) and Peter Dorogi (lead vocals, guitar).

The band considers a career abroad, hence the english version release of their most popular songs. Though the band is quite young, celebrating their first birthday this year, they already released a single, and album, and two music videos."¹

Ha öleltél barátot,
aki már rég hiányzott,
vágjál lyukat a kádba!

Talán így megnyugodna
lelked nyugtalanja.
Vágjál lyukat a kádba!

Ha túl sok volt a dráma,
ember tragédiája,
vágjál lyukat a kádba!
Ha már rég kicsordulna
egy fénycsepp az arcodra,
vágjál lyukat a kádba!

Vágjál lyukat a kádba!
Vágjál lyukat a kádba!
Vágjál lyukat a kádba!
Vágjál lyukat a kádba!
Ha már a nap se sütne,
az eső már nem esne,
vágjál lyukat a kádba!

Ha már a szél se fújna,
ha már a jég se fagyna,
vágjál lyukat a kádba!

Ha nem tudsz már felállni,
jópofát se vágni,
vágjál lyukat a kádba!

Ha almafára másznál,
amit már rég kivágtál,
vágjál lyukat a kádba!

Ha te voltál az első,
kivel a lány ma felnőtt,
vágjál lyukat a kádba!
Vágjál lyukat a kádba!
Vágjál lyukat a kádba!
Vágjál lyukat a kádba!
Vágjál lyukat a kádba!

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Ela Disse; Marcelo D2

noreply@blogger.com (gustavo) — Thu, 01 Mar 2012 18:11:00 +0000

Se liga aí, ó!

Esta é uma história de quem sempre persiste.
É que malandro que é malandro nunca desiste.
Cabeça feita de um jeito ou de outro.
Mas o corpo fechado como qualquer caboclo.
E não importa se é de noite ou de dia, que vagabundo com estilo é sempre na picadilha.
O que aconteceu foi mais ou menos assim ó,
O que eu vou te contar foi o que ela disse pra mim.

Quer subir, ela disse pra mim
Quer ficar, ela disse pra mim
Vai com calma vai, ela disse pra mim
Por amor ou besteira foi que ela disse pra mim.

Aí eu disse, lhe interessa, cheio de boa intenção e disposição a beça.
E um bate papo sem jogar fora a conversa.
Se a intenção é a mesma me diz, pra que a pressa.
Eu disse que gosto disso, ela disse eu também.
Disse que gosta daquilo, ela disse eu também.
Parece até que a gente se conhece há um tempo,
O bagulho ta esquentando neguinho vai vendo.
Aí foi, uma taça de vinho, sem problema algum,
Uma fita no sonzinho e aperta mais um.
No começo é aquele papo de sempre,
Comigo é diferente, comigo é diferente.
Todo mundo no vermelho, cumpadi é isso.
Muito tesão, pouco compromisso.
Falo besteira e ela sorriu pra mim,
Porque o que aconteceu foi mais ou menos assim ó,

Quer subir, ela disse pra mim
Quer ficar, ela disse pra mim
Vai com calma vai, ela disse pra mim
Por amor ou besteira foi que ela disse pra mim.
(2x)

Aí eu disse:
Tchuruptchru, Tchuruptchru,
Tchuruptchru,Tchuruptchru,
Tchuruptchru, Tchuruptchru,

Que coisa boa aquele beijo na boca,
Eu fiquei louco e sei que cê também ficou louca.
Foi uma noite especial pra gente;
Foi bom pro coração e alimentou a mente.
Não acredito que alguém sinta por você o que eu sinto agora,
Vamo simbora, vai por mim.
Balanço de amor é assim,
Agora ela fala todo dia pra mim no pé do ouvido.

Quer subir, ela disse pra mim
Quer ficar, ela disse pra mim
Vai com calma vai, ela disse pra mim
Por amor ou besteira foi que ela disse pra mim.

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Vem Comigo Que Eu Te Levo pro Céu; Marcelo D2

noreply@blogger.com (gustavo) — Thu, 01 Mar 2012 00:10:00 +0000

Ve-ve-vem comigo que eu te levo pro céu (4x)

No começo é tudo bom, a saúde era boa
Não planejava, era assim, te encontrava à toa
Queria te ver, simples, bastava uma ligação
Depois, ansiedade de te ter na minha mão

Aquela coisa na barriga antes de te ver
A balada sempre era melhor se tivesse com você
Perdi a linha, talvez, parei de sonhar
É que com você só vou dormir quando a noite acabar

Pior do que discutir a nossa relação
É sentir que você não tá mais aqui na minha mão
Sempre soube que você não é a solução
O day after era ruim, mas a noite é tão bom

Então vamo aí, que eu tô pro que der e vier
Porque quando a gente junta você sabe como é
Eu tô aqui, pronto pra qualquer emoção,
'Cê faz bem pra minha mente, mas maltrata o coração (2x)

Ve-ve-vem comigo que eu te levo pro céu (4x)

No começo é tudo bom, a saúde era boa
Não planejava, era assim, te encontrava à toa
Queria te ver, simples, bastava uma ligação
Depois, ansiedade de te ter na minha mão

Aquela coisa na barriga antes de te ver
A balada sempre era melhor se tivesse com você
Perdi a linha, talvez, parei de sonhar
É que com você só vou dormir quando a noite acabar

Pior que discutir a nossa relação
É sentir que você não tá mais aqui na minha mão
Sempre soube que você não é a solução
O day after era ruim, mas a noite era tão bom

Então vamo aí, que eu tô pro que der e vier
Porque quando a gente junta você sabe como é
Eu tô aqui, pronto pra qualquer emoção,
'Cê faz bem pra minha mente, mas maltrata o coração (2x)
Então vamo!

Ve-ve-vem comigo que eu te levo pro céu (4x)

Então vamo aí, que eu tô pro que der e vier
Porque quando a gente junta você sabe como é
Eu tô aqui, pronto pra qualquer emoção,
'Cê faz bem pra minha mente, mas maltrata o coração (2x)
Então vamo, então vamo, então vamo!

Ve-ve-vem comigo que eu te levo pro céu (4x)

- Fala com o povo, pra parar de jójójójójogar lixo!

Canção de Amor; Bebel Gilberto

noreply@blogger.com (gustavo) — Wed, 29 Feb 2012 00:24:00 +0000

Sonhando acordada lembrava
Do que então seria
Estar com você por um dia
Ou pra sempre... uhum

Pensava que então esse dia
Viria pra sempre
Pois quando canto, canto sem parar
E tudo vira canção

Dun, dun, dun
É o meu amor, é o meu amor
Eu só quero cantar pra você
Dun, dun, dun
Não sei bem porque
Me leva você
Este som
Essa canção de amor

Sonhando acordada lembrava
Do que então seria
Estar com você por um dia
Ou pra sempre... uhum

Sabia no fundo que esse dia
Era pra sempre
E sempre vou cantar
Esta canção
Ti por amor

Dun, dun dun
Não sei bem porque
É o meu amor
E este som me leva a você
Cucocucocuco
Não sei bem porque
Me leva você
Este som
Esta canção de amor

Cucocucocuco
É o meu amor, é o meu amor
E este som me leva a você
Dun, dun dun
É o meu amor
Este som, esta canção
Um cheiro de amor

Whistle; Brisa Roché

noreply@blogger.com (gustavo) — Thu, 23 Feb 2012 00:13:00 +0000

Brisa Roché, born La Brisa Day Roché, April 26, 1976 in Arcata, California, is a singer-songwriter who has released four albums in her musical career.¹

The song "Whistle" was recorded in the 2007 album "Takes"².

Eighteen coming like thunder
Platinum bangs and you under
Driving high on the Cliffside
Black rocks bared by the low-tide

Vapor-girl
The hissing car
Barely veils
Your fleet of stars

Palm on kerosene lantern
You, curled soft as a kitten
Hitch-hike over the passes
You, queen of cutting classes

Vapor-girl
The hissing car
Barely veils
Your fleet of stars

Crossing north to the island
Your ringed fingers in my hand
Puppet-strings over Coltrane
At the twins in the grey rain

Vapor-girl
The hissing car
Vapor-girl
The hissing car
Barely veils
Your fleet of stars

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The Whistle Song; P.J. Olsson

noreply@blogger.com (gustavo) — Tue, 21 Feb 2012 14:56:00 +0000

P.J. Olsson "grew up in Houghton, and has been singing and making music as long as he can remember. With an orchestra conductor as a father and a mother with a major in voice, he has been immersed in music and creativity since childhood.
His journey of inspiration has taken him through the many ups and downs of the music business. He has five released albums, which enjoyed varying degrees of attention. He has been featured in The LA Times, The New York Times, Newsweek, USA Today, and Rolling Stone."*

“The most important thing in my life is looking after my three kids and my wonderful wife. I live a simple life of hope and fun…Music and words rule my every moment, and I’m sort of along for the ride.”

The Whistle Song was used in a Starburst Commercial.

I can count angels flying on by
I can count clouds now flying the sky
I can count the bad things good
And now blue
Swans are flying
And I've got to get used to

Get yourself off
Take a left at Verdugo
I'll be there as soon as I can
Look inside me or in your evil
Turn at the red gate
I'm waiting for you

You're tearing me apart my friend
Bringing me down
Over and over again
You hurt my soul
And you wreck my world
Bringing me down over a friend
Get yourself off
Get yourself off
I'll be there just as soon as I can

You're tearing me apart my friend
Bringing me down
Over and over again
You hurt my soul
And you wreck my world
Bringing me down over a friend

Hold, hold your dreams up high
Shoot into space and glorify
The need for everything that's round
It takes me on down
You're tearing me apart my friend

Bringing me down
Over and over again
You hurt my soul
And you wreck my world
Bringing me down over a friend

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The Whistle Song; Chiddy Bang

noreply@blogger.com (gustavo) — Mon, 20 Feb 2012 14:58:00 +0000

Chiddy Bang is an alternative hip hop band from Philadelphia. The group consists of Chidera "Chiddy" Anamege and Noah "Xaphoon Jones" Beresin.

Yeah, Ayo we still gon' hustle hard
I ain't sweet nigga, I don't spit them truffle bars
Shorty know the deal, so she might as well shuffle cards
Used to watch Apollo and know we're higher than shuttles are
Real Chiddy. Follow. It.
Only like the ladies that, swallow. Spit
That when I'm not in the stud' and I'm hoppin' out with crew
It's just everyday shit to us, but super high to you
Uh, I said obey the code, can't be cereal (serious)
Wake up with a blunt and put it right by my cereal
Hip-hop that's my shit and Ima take my time to put it out
I'm indecisive but I'm packing bowls when in doubt
I can rap with yall twice, this is what you call life
Chiddy I'll be hoopin' so I need a basketball, while
Niggas just be lookin' at me, that is what they call sight
But fuck it we on I guess I'll never have an off night

It's serious
They don't fuck with Chiddy they delirious
Quick to get the kitty, I'll kill it if I'm curious
Yeah, that boy fly kinda like a falcon
Now why that mixtape shit soundin' like an album
I got a wardrobe so I'll be forever stylin'
Don't give your number out them ladies probably never dial it
You can't fade me, mo'fuck your barber
I got a life coach and the skills way harder
See how we scape up, windows up and we bake up
I be killin' the beats and now they puttin' yellow tape up
French girls making me breakfast I gotta crepe up
Probly' smearing the make up, after I put my cape up
Fast lane, yeah I still can't slow up
And when you least expect it that is when I show up
And they see me bet a hater gon' throw up
And you should try to be like me when you grow up

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