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Wasteland (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Out into the wasteland
Out into the wasteland

No religion
No religion, no religion at all
No religion
No religion, no religion at all
No religion, no religion at all
No religion
No religion, no religion at all
No religion
No religion at all
No religion

Emissionary man amongst the heathen
Can’t you see a modern primitive
I came back, i’m gonna find,
I’m gonna give religion
When there was, no religion at all

I’m outta the wasteland
I’m into this head man
I’m outta the wasteland
No religion at all
I’m outta the wasteland
I’m into this head man
I’m outta the wasteland
No religion, no religion at all

There’s a man in need of resurrection
(no religion)
Can’t you see a modern primitive
(no religion)
But i’m a man i need my love and
Freedom (no religion)
When there was no freedom at all

I’m outta the wasteland
I’m into this head man
I’m outta the wasteland
No religion at all
I’m outta the wasteland
I’m into this head man
I’m outta the wasteland
No religion, no religion at all

No religion
No religion at all
No religion
No religion at all

In vr land
The future of fun
Tell me what to do
In vr law
Computer crime
Um, so sublime
A fantasy scene
In my machine
Give me secret of life
Let me know, yeah, what i am
And you know that i could get

Outta the wasteland
I’m into this head man
I’m outta the wasteland
No religion at all
I’m outta the wasteland
I’m into this head man
I’m outta the wasteland
No religion, no religion at all
I’m outta the wasteland
So far from the the deadland
Ow, i’m outta the wasteland
No religion, no religion yeah
I’m outta the wasteland
So far from the the deadland
Yeah, i’m outta the wasteland
No religion, no religion at all

No religion, no religion at all
No religion
No religion, no religion at all
No religion
No religion, no religion at all
No religion
No religion, no religion at all
No religion at all
No religion at all
No religion

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Wasteland (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

There’s a crystal view from my window
And i can see years to come
I live for the burn and the sting of pleasure
I live for the sword, the steel, and the gun
I can tear down the walls, storm the barricades
Run to the place where the frightened crawl
Desire lurks beyond good and evil
So dance on the graves where the hallowed fall

Over this land
All over this wasteland
Over this land
All over this wasteland

You can touch, but please keep your distance
You’re innocent and pure and with no shame
The spirit is willing, and the flesh is great
Your teasing, you torment with the pleasure of pain

Over this land
All over this wasteland
Over this land
All over this wasteland

Heaven and hell, i know them well
But i haven’t yet made my choice
I’m feeling dead ‘cause i’m shouting loud
And no one can hear my voice
Walking the tightwire, can’t look down
Strung out high, above you all
Fateful wind blows through this land
Howls my name, heralds my fall

Over this land
All over this wasteland
Over this land
All over this wasteland

Wasteland (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

There’s a crystal view from my window
And I can see years to come
I live for the burn and the sting of pleasure
I live for the sword, the steel, and the gun
I can tear down the walls, storm them barricades
Run to the place where the frightened crawl
Desire lurks beyond good and evil
So dance on the graves where the hammer falls

(Chorus)
Over this land
All over this wasteland
Over this land
All over this wasteland

You can touch, but please keep your distance
You’re innocent and pure and with no shame
The spirit is willing, and the flesh is great
Your teasing your torment with the pleasure of pain

(Chorus)

Heaven and Hell, I know them well
But I haven’t yet made my choice
I’m feeling dead ‘cause I’m shouting loud
And NO ONE can hear my voice
Walking the tightwire, can’t look down
Strung out high, above you all
Faithful wind blows through this land
Howls my name, Hell is my fall.

(chorus)
(spooky music)

Wasteland (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Can you see us now we’re on our own
And every chance has just come and just gone
Now it looks so dark and so cold
Think of the minds we sold
We’d better speak now
We’d better speak now
We’d better speak now
We’d better speak now

I can remember things that looked so bright
And i could talk to you without all this spite
Can you picture all that’s past
Does your face deform so fast
We’d better speak now
We’d better speak now
We’d better speak now
We’d better speak now

`cause when i stop and look into your head
I think of all the things that you said
When i look up into your eyes
I see the creature that i despise
Kill now
Kill now
Kill now
Kill now

Can you see us now we’re on our own
And every chance has just come and gone
I’ve been wrong but you’ve been unkind
There’s so much more that i can’t find

Wasteland
Wasteland
Wasteland…

Lyrics : j kerr music : burchill/kerr (c) emi publishing ltd reproduced without permission

Wasteland (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Can you see us now we’re on our own
And every chance has just come and just gone
Now it looks so dark and so cold
Think of the minds we sold
We’d better speak now
We’d better speak now
We’d better speak now
We’d better speak now

I can remember things that looked so bright
And i could talk to you without all this spite
Can you picture all that’s past
Does your face deform so fast
We’d better speak now
We’d better speak now
We’d better speak now
We’d better speak now

`cause when i stop and look into your head
I think of all the things that you said
When i look up into your eyes
I see the creature that i despise
Kill now
Kill now
Kill now
Kill now

Can you see us now we’re on our own
And every chance has just come and gone
I’ve been wrong but you’ve been unkind
There’s so much more that i can’t find

Wasteland
Wasteland
Wasteland…

Lyrics : j kerr music : burchill/kerr (c) emi publishing ltd reproduced without permission

Wasteland (Letra)

Billy Idol

Billy Idol

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Meet me on the wastelands – later this day,
We’ll sit and talk and hold hands maybe,
For there’s not much else to do in this drab and colourless
Place.
We’ll sit amongst the rubber tyres,
Amongst the discarded bric-a-brac,
People have no use for – amongst the smouldering embers of
Yesterday.

And when or if the sun shines,
Lighting our once beautiful features,
We’ll smile but only for seconds,
For to be caught smiling is to acknowledge life,
A brave but useless show of compassion,
And that is forbidden in this drab and colourless world.

Meet me on the wastelands – the ones behind,
The old houses – the ones – left standing pre-war –
The ones overshadowed by the monolith monstrosities –
Councils call homes.

And there amongst the shit – the dirty linen,
The holy coca-cola tins – the punctured footballs,
The ragged dolls – the rusting bicycles,
We’ll sit and probably hold hands.

And watch the rain fall – watch it – watch it –
Tumble and fall – tumble and falling –
Like our lives – like our lives –
Just like our lives.

We’ll talk about the old days,
When the wasteland was release when we could play,
And think – without feeling guilty –
Meet me later but we’ll have to hold hands.
Tumble and fall – tumble and falling –
Like our lives – like our lives –
Exactly like our lives.