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Letras dos Metallica

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Lou Reed & Metallica - Little Dog Lyrics

Little dog who can’t get in
Moaning at the bed side
Moaning from each limb

Little dog who can’t get in
Can only cry but
Can not swim

Pony legs, little trot
Little dog has to wait a lot

The bigger dog has got his spot
And elbowed him away

Listen to him barking
Listen to him call
Little dog don’t have much at all

A puny body and a tiny dick
A little dog can make you sick

If you got the money you can go to the top
The female dog don’t care what you got
As long as you can raise that
Little doggie face to a cold hearted pussy
You could have a taste

A taste of what the big dog got
A taste of what the big dog got
The little dog with the one hundred dollar spot
Can run his tongue over the hot in trot
Hot in trot
Run his tongue over the hot in trot

Money can do anything
Money can do anything
Money can do anything
Tell me what you want

My small dog, he want what I got

Wants to run his tongue over my hot spot

Pathetic little dog

Pathetic little dog
The little man follows his nose
Counts his fingers and his toes
He still got those
Pathetic little dog
Pathetic little dog
Following his nose
But it needs my money to buy

I’m an up while you’re a down
I am an up while you’re a down
The spring and the will follow me around
While you sniff your shit in the wind
Sniff your shit in the wind
Money can do anything
Money can do anything
Tell me what it is you want
Just tell me what it is you want
I’m an up while you’re a down
The spring and the will follow me around

Tell me what it is you want
Tell me what it is you want

You sniff your shit in the wind
Follow me around

Pathetic little dog
Pathetic little dog
Pathetic little dog
 

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Lou Reed & Metallica - Dragon Lyrics

You don't actually care
Love for you is no beginning
You're not really there
Hallucination

I thought you were listening
Hallucination
I thought you were listening
Hallucination

I understand you think you're above it
The adolescent sense of the sky
The feeling of billowing heartbeats
The fingertips run through your hair

They run through your hair
Hallucination
Hallucination

Oh you think you're so special
That there's no law meant for you
You come and go like the goddess you are
We're mere mortals below
Fingertips run through your hair
We are mere mortals below

Are meant to be peons
Are meant to be servants
Are meant to be dismissible objects
One fucks with
One fucks with

Poor pitiful creature

The winner in heartbreak
The winner in caring
The winner in every miniscule method of wearing
Your heart on your sleeve
A red star of idiocy

An idiot's idiocy
My, my caring for you
Caring for you
Do you think we're a book
Some kind of a table
You can rest your feet on when you're able
Red star of idiocy
An idiot's idiocy
My caring for you
Poor pitiful creature

To notice the pining
The self deprivation
The self flagellation of you
Dear worshippers

We do like you regal
We do like you haughty
We do love to look upon your perfect body

The hair on your shoulders
The smell of your armpit
The taste of your vulva and everything on it
We all really love you
And you have no meaning
You don't even see us
You were never caring

You go do what you do
You do it for you
No one exists with you
You're way above caring
Leave a trail upon the wake
That no one ever tries to take
Because waiting for you
Thinking of you
Is another way of dying
Is another way of dying

I'm clawing your chest
'Til your collarbone bleeds
Piercing your nipples 'til I bite them off
I scratch your face and bite your shoulders
Way above caring
Way above caring
And your Kotex jukebox
Your Kotex jukebox

I'm doomed, I'm swearing
Waiting for you
In your high heels and nightie
Your leather dress squeaking
Latex now sweating, waiting for you
In your tincture
Your opium white bathrobe
Your white tiles run red now
Are we both dead now?

The liquid exchange of our heart
The liquid exchange of our heart
Are we both dead now?

You're way above caring
Your heart on your sleeve
A red star of idiocy
An idiot's idiocy
My caring
My caring for you
My caring for you
You're way beyond caring
Your heart on your sleeve
A red star of idiocy
An idiot's idiocy

My caring for you
Oblivious to caring
Oblivious to caring
Oblivious to caring
Leave a trail upon the wake
That no one ever tries to take
Because waiting for you
Because thinking of you
Is another way of dying

You're way above caring
Oblivious to caring
Oblivious to caring
You poor pitiful creature
The mistake of feeling
The one who rejects you is the winner,
It's true
The winner in heartbreak
The winner in caring
The winner in every miniscule method of wearing
Your heart on your sleeve
A red star of idiocy
An idiot's idiocy
Your heart on your fuckin' sleeve
My caring for you
We were meant to be peons
We're meant to be peons
Mere mortals below
Meant to be servants

Meant to be dismissible objects one fucks with
Oh, oh, oh you're so special
No law meant for you
You come and go like the goddess you are

The fingertips run through your hair
A billowing heart beats
Feeling
Feeling
What a glorious feeling
To be so rejected
So rejected

An idiot's idiocy
My caring for you
You think I'm a book or a table
You can rest your fuckin' feet on
When you're able

The taste of your vulva, everything on it
The hair on your shoulders
The smell of your armpit
We do love you, to look upon your perfect body
We love you regal
We love you haughty
Oblivious to caring
Oblivious to caring
Caring

Oh my dear
Oh my dear
Oh my dear
Oblivious to caring

Are we really dead now?
Are we both dead now?
 

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Lou Reed & Metallica - Junior Dad Lyrics

Would you come to me
If I was half drowning
An arm above the last wave

Would you come to me
Would you pull me up
Would the effort really hurt you
Is it unfair to ask you
To help pull me up

The window broke the silence of the matches
The smoke effortlessly floating

Pull me up
Would you be my lord and savior
Pull me up by my hair
Now would you kiss me, on my lips

Burning fever burning on my forehead
The brain that once was listening now
Shoots out its tiresome message

Won’t you pull me up
Scalding, my dead father
Has the motor and he’s driving towards
An island of lost souls

Sunny, a monkey then to monkey
I will teach you meanness, fear and blindness
No social redeeming kindness
Or – oh, state of grace

Would you pull me up
Would you drop the mental bullet
Would you pull me by the arm up
Would you still kiss my lips
Hiccup, the dream is over
Get the coffee, turn the lights on
Say hello to junior dad
The greatest disappointment
Age withered him and changed him
Into junior dad
Psychic savagery

The greatest disappointment
The greatest disappointment
Age withered him and changed him
Into junior dad
 

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Master Of Puppets
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End of passion play, crumbling away
I'm your source of self-destruction
Veins that pump with fear,
sucking darkest clear
Leading on your deaths' construction

Taste me and you will see
More is all you need
Dedicated to
How I'm killing you

Come crawling faster
Obey your Master
Your life burns faster
Obey your Master
Master

Master of Puppets I'm pulling your strings
Twisting your mind and smashing your dreams
Blinded by me, you can't see a thing
Just call my name, `cause I'll hear you scream
Master
Master
Just call my name, `cause I'll hear you scream
Master
Master

Needlework the way, never you betray
Line of death becoming clearer
Pain monopoly, ritual misery
Chop your breakfast on a mirror

Taste me and you will see
More is all you need
You're dedicated to
How I'm killing you

Come crawling faster
Obey your Master
Your life burns faster
Obey your Master
Master

Master of Puppets I'm pulling your strings
Twisting your mind and smashing your dreams
Blinded by me, you can't see a thing
Just call my name, `cause I'll hear you scream
Master
Master
Just call my name, `cause I'll hear you scream
Master
Master

Master, Master,
Where's those dreams that I've been after?
Master, Master,
You promised only lies
Laughter, Laughter,
All I hear and see is laughter
Laughter, Laughter,
Laughing at my cries

Hell is worth all that,
natural habitat
Just a rhyme without a reason
Neverending maze,
drift on numbered days
Now your life is out of season

I will ocupy
I will help you die
I will run though you
Now I rule you too

Come crawling faster
Obey your Master
Your life burns faster
Obey your Master
Master

Master of Puppets I'm pulling your strings
Twisting your mind and smashing your dreams
Blinded by me, you can't see a thing
Just call my name, `cause I'll hear you scream
Master
Master
Just call my name, `cause I'll hear you scream
Master
Master
ha ha ha
ha ha ha




Mestre das Marionetes

Fim do drama, esfarelando-se
Eu sou sua fonte de auto-destruição
Veias que pulsam com medo
Chupando a mais escura clareza
Comandando a sua construção da morte

Experimente-me e você verá
Mais é tudo que você precisa
Dedicado para
Como eu estou matando você

Venha rastejando rápido
Obedeça seu mestre
Sua vida queima rápido
Obedeça seu mestre
Mestre

Mestre de Marionetes Eu controlo suas cordinhas
Retorcendo sua mente e esmagando seus sonhos
Cego por mim, você não vê nada
Apenas chame meu nome, pois eu irei ouvir seu grito
Mestre
Mestre
Apenas chame meu nome, pois eu o ouvirei gritar
Mestre
Mestre

Costure o caminho, nunca traia
Linha da morte se tornando clara
Monopólio da dor, miséria ritualística
Corte seu café da manhã num espelho

Experimente-me e você verá
Mais é tudo que você precisa
Você está dedicado a como
Eu estou matando você

Venha rastejando rápido
Obedeça seu mestre
Sua vida queima rápido
Obedeça seu mestre
Mestre

Mestre de Marionetes Eu controlo suas cordinhas
Retorcendo sua mente e esmagando seus sonhos
Cego por mim, você não vê nada
Apenas chame meu nome, pois eu irei ouvir seu grito
Mestre
Mestre
Apenas chame meu nome, pois eu o ouvirei gritar
Mestre
Mestre

Mestre, Mestre,
Onde está o sonho que tenho procurado?
Mestre, Mestre,
Você prometeu apenas mentiras
Risos Risos,
Tudo que ouço e vejo são sorrisos
Risos, Risos,
Rindo de meus gritos

O inferno vale aquilo tudo,
habitat natural
Apenas uma rima sem razão
Labirinto sem fim
Derivando vários dias
Agora sua vida está fora de estação

Vou ocupar
Vou ajuda-lo morrer
Vou correr 'embora' voce
Agora eu regro voce tambem

Venha rastejando rápido
Obedeça seu mestre
Sua vida queima rapido
Obedeça seu mestre
Mestre

Mestre de Marionetes Eu controlo suas cordinhas
Retorcendo sua mente e esmagando seus sonhos
Cego por mim, você não vê nada
Apenas chame meu nome, pois eu irei ouvir seu grito
Mestre
Mestre
Apenas chame meu nome, pois eu o ouvirei gritar
Mestre
 
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Creeping Death
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Hebrews born to serve, to the pharaoh
Heed
To his every word, live in fear
Faith
Of the unknown one, the deliverer
Wait
Something must be done, four hundred years

So let it be written
So let it be done
I'm sent here by the chosen one
So let it be written
So let it be done
To kill the first born pharaoh son
I'm creeping death

Now
Let my people go, land of goshen
Go
I will be with thee, bush of fire
Blood
Running red and strong, down the nile
Plague
Darkness three days long, hail to fire

So let it be written
So let it be done
I'm sent here by the chosen one
So let it be written
So let it be done
To kill the first born pharaoh son
I'm creeping death

Die by my hand
I creep across the land
Killing first born man
Die by my hand
I creep across the land
Killing first born man
I
Rule the midnight air the destroyer
Born
I shall soon be there, deadly mass
I
Creep the steps and flood final darkness
Blood
Lambs blood painted door, I shall pass

So let it be written
So let it be done
I'm sent here by the chosen one
So let it be written
So let it be done
To kill the first born pharaoh son
I'm creeping death


Morte Rastejante

Escravos
Hebreus nascido para servir ao faraó
Cuidado
Com cada palavra sua, viver com medo

No desconhecido, o libertador
Esperar
Algo deve ser feito, quatrocentos anos

Então assim deve ser escrito
Então assim deve ser feito
Eu fui enviado aqui pelo escolhido
Então que isso seja escrito
Então que isso seja feito
Matar o primeiro filho do faraó
Eu sou a morte rastejante

Agora
Deixe o meu povo ir, terra de Deus
Vão
Estarei convosco, arbusto em chamas
Sangue
Correndo vermelho e espesso pelo nilo
Praga
Noite durante três dias, viva o fogo

Então assim deve ser escrito
Então assim deve ser feito
Eu fui enviado aqui pelo escolhido
Então que isso seja escrito
Então que isso seja feito
Matar o primeiro filho do faraó
Eu sou a morte rastejante

Morra pela minha mão
Eu fico pela terra
Matando o primeiro filho homem
Morra pela minha mãos
Eu fico pela terra
Matando o primeiro filho homem
Eu
Comando o ar da meia-noite o destruidor
Nascido
Eu deverei estar lá breve, massa de morte
Eu
Rastejo pelos degraus e trago a treva final
Sangue
Portas pintadas com sangue de cordeiros Eu devo passar

Então assim deve ser escrito
Então assim deve ser feito
Eu fui enviado aqui pelo escolhido
Então que isso seja escrito
Então que isso seja feito
Matar o primeiro filho do faraó
Eu sou a morte rastejante
 
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