The Boxer

The Boxer
Simon & Garfunkel
Composição: Simon and Garfunkel
I am just a poor boy
Though my story's seldom told
I have squandered my resistance
For a pocket full of mumbles
such are promises
All lies and jests
Still a man hears what he wants to hear
And disregards the rest
When I left my home and my family
I was no more than a boy
In the company of strangers
In the quiet of the railway station running scared
Laying low,
Seeking out the poorer quarters
Where the ragged people go
Looking for the places only they would know
Lie la lie ...

Asking only workman's wages
I come looking for a job
But I get no offers,
Just a come-on from the whores on Seventh Avenue
I do declare,
There were times when I was so lonesome
I took some comfort there
Lie la lie ...

Then I'm laying out my winter clothes
And wishing I was gone
Going home
Where the New York City winters
Aren't bleeding me
leading me, going home
In the clearing stands a boxer
And a fighter by his trade
And he carries the reminders
Of ev'ry glove that layed him down
Or cut him till he cried out
In his anger and his shame
"I am leaving, I am leaving"
But the fighter still remains
Lie la lie ...

Another Brick in the wall

Another Brick In The Wall Pink Floyd Composição: Roger Waters We don't need no education We don't need no thought control No dark sarcasm in the classroom Teachers leave them kids alone Hey! Teachers! Leave them kids alone! All in all it's just another brick in the wall. All in all you're just another brick in the wall. We don't need no education We don't need no thought control No dark sarcasm in the classroom Teachers leave them kids alone Hey! Teachers! Leave those kids alone! All in all it's just another brick in the wall. All in all you're just another brick in the wall

My way

My way is another vision from Marcelo Nova for " American's way of life " . The first parody I've seen , my way by Marcelo Nova and Falcao, both very interesting.
Madonna had made a song called " American Life" , she critizes it even though she is a product of that.
it's very good to think about it specially us , brands of these american way of life

Portifolio

My Way
Marcelo Nova
Composição: Anka / François / Revaux / Thimbault / Marcelo Nova
E agora que o fim esta perto
E eu encaro esse momento
Meus amigos, eu vou confessar
Os meus pecados e sentimentos
Vivi a mil por hora
E por caminhos que eu nem lembro agora
E mais, bem mais eu sei
I did it my way!!!

Remorsos, eu tenho alguns
Mas mesmo assim
São muito poucos
Eu fiz o que tinha que fazer
Enquanto voces gritavam
Bota pra foder
Eu planejei
Cada jogada
Cada trepada
Por essa estrada
E mais, bem mais eu sei
I did it my way

Naqueles tempos
Eu era um menino
Que já sabia, do meu destino
E caminhando de norte a sul
Eu vi muita gente, tomar no cu
Eu entendi
E não esqueci
I did it my way

Andei, sorri, chorei
E me entreguei
Ao meu trabalho
E agora
Que passou o tempo
Eu acho chato, chato, chato
Pra caralho
Não ter
O que prometer
E não saber mais
O que dizer
Ooo não!!!
Ooo não!!!
I did it my away

Pra que serve o homem
O que é que ele tem
Ou é um puta barão
Ou João ninguém
Fazer as coisas
Que desejou
Comer as mulheres
Com quem sonhou
Eu me fodi
Mas resisti
I did it my, my, my way.

Journal

Pink & Floyd- Another brick in the wall - Parody
Analyzing one of the biggest hits - another brick in the wall- , we had to make a parody but first we had to get on track and analyzing it , things behind it, we've watched the videoclip , we made it in groups, i've written with Tabata so it is the same as hers.
here it goes my parody :

I wanna go to the Mall

I don't want to pay attention
To the Teacher so slow
I hope my docs come soon
Uniso, leave my pocket alone
Hey, Uniso! My knowledge is gone
in the end, I just wanna go the mall
My friend, I just wanna go the mall
My friend you'll become nothing at all.