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Fuel (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Look around and see who’s is watching
What do they think
You’re such a happening player
I don’t do this for myself
For my enjoyment
I only want to impress you
You’re so amazing to me
How you know everything
and You’re just so cool it makes me sick
You give me ammunition
you are my gasoline
I hope you stick around cuz You kill me
You fuel me
Tell me what I need to do
I’ll change just for you
I’m just a stupid whore
I don’t even listen to this kind of music
I only want to be famous
You’re so much fun to be with
And someone to be seen with
I’m no one when you are not around

Compartilhe!

Fuel (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Gimme fuel
Gimme fire
Gimme that which I desire
Oh

Yea
Turn on, I see red
Adrenaline crash and crack my head
Nitro junkie, paint me dead
And I see red

Running across through black and white
War horse
War head
Fuck ‘em, man
White knuckles tight
Through black and white

Oh, I burn
Fuel is pumping engines
Burning hard
Loose and clean

Oh, and I burn
Turning my direction
Quench my thirst with gasoline

So gimme fuel
Gimme fire
Gimme that which I desire

Hey

Turn on beyond the bone
Swallow future, spit out hope
Burn your face upon the chrome

Yeah, oh yeah

Take the corner, going to crash
Yeah
Headlights
Headlines
Another joker, who lived too fast

Yeah
Lives way too fast, fast, fast, fast, fast
Oh

Oh, I burn
Fuel is pumping engines
Burning hard, loose and clean

Oh, and I burn
Turning my direction
Quench my thirst with gasoline

So gimme fuel
Gimme fire
Gimme that which I desire
Oh yeah

Oh
Gimme fuel
Gimme fire
My desire

Oh, I burn
Fuel is pumping engines
Burning hard, loose and clean

And I burn,
Turning my direction,
Quench my thirst with gasoline

Gimme fuel
Gimme fire
Gimme that which I desire
Oh

And I burn

Fuel (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

They were digging a new foundation in Manhattan
And they discovered a slave cemetery there
May their souls rest easy now that lynching is frowned upon
And we’ve moved on to the electric chair

And I wonder who’s gonna be president
Tweedle Dumb or Tweedle Dumber?
And who’s gonna have the big
Blockbuster box office
This summer
How ‘bout we put up a wall
Between the houses and the highway
And then you can go your way
And I can go my way

Except all the radios agree with all the TV’s
And all the magazines agree with all the radios
And I keep hearing that same damn song
Everywhere I go
Maybe I should put a bucket over my head
And a marshmallow in each ear
And stumble around for another dumb numb week
For another hum drum hit song to appear

People used to make records
As in a record of an event
The event of people
Playing music in a room
Now everything is cross-marketing
It’s about sunglasses and shoes
Or guns or drugs
You choose

We got it rehashed
We got it half-assed
We’re digging up all the graves
And we’re spitting on the past
And we can choose between the colors
Of the lipstick on the whores
Cuz we know the difference
Between the font of twenty percent more
And the font of teriyaki
You tell me
How does that make you feel?
You tell me what’s real

They say that alcoholics are always alcoholics
Even when they’re dry as my lips for years
Even when they’re stranded on a small desert island
With no place in two thousand miles to buy beer
And I wonder is he different
Is he different
Has he changed
What he’s about
Or is he just a liar
With nothing to lie about
Am I headed for the same brick wall
Is there anything I can do
About anything at all

Except go back to that corner in Manhattan
And dig deeper
Dig deeper this time
Down beneath the impossible pain of our history
Beneath unknown bones
Beneath the bedrock of the mystery
Beneath the sewage system and the path train
Beneath the cobblestones and the water main
Beneath the traffic of friendships and street deals
Beneath the screeching of kamikaze cab wheels
Beneath everything I can think of to think about
Beneath it all
Beneath all get out
Beneath the good and the kind and the stupid and the cruel
Ther’es a fire that’s just waiting for fuel

Fuel (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Gimme fuel
Gimme fire
Gimme that which I desire

Turn on, I see red
Adrenaline crash and crash my head
Nitro junkie, paint me dead
And I see red

one hundred plus through black and white
War horse
War head
Fuck ‘em, man
White knuckle tight
Through black and white

Oh, on I burn
Fuel is pumping engines
Burning hard
Loose and clean

Oh, and on I burn
Churning my direction
Quench my thirst with gasoline

So gimme fuel
Gimme fire
Gimme that which I desire

Turn on beyond the bone
Swallow future, spit out home
Burn your face upon the chrome

Take the corner, join the crash
Headlights
Alarms
Another junkie lives too fast

Yeah
Lives way too fast, what, fast, what, fast

Oh, on I burn
Fuel is pumping engines
Burning hard, loose and clean

Oh, and on I burn
Turning my direction
Quench my thirst with gasoline

So gimme fuel
Gimme fire
Gimme that which I desire

Oh
Gimme fuel
Gimme fire
My desire

Oh, on I burn
Fuel is pumping engines
Burning hard, loose and clean

On I burn
Churning my direction
Quench my thirst with gasoline

Gimme fuel
Gimme fire
Gimme that which I desire

Fuel (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Go tell the captain
There’s no waters left
to navigate
I sailed them all for you

Go tell the engine room
Stop stoking up the fire
We’re out of fuel

Doom looms large on my horizon
Mountain toxic river poison
Fools get votes in a democracy

We’ll build new ring roads
to go nowhere in particular
Now you’ve passed your
Highway Code
And make new inroads
into plundering the Earth for
some more fuel

Doom looms large on my horizon
Mountain toxic river poison
Fools get votes in a democracy

Go ask the Government
You voted in on trust
Where is our fuel ?

Doom looms large on my horizon
Mountain toxic river poison
Fools get votes in a democracy
Fools get votes in a democracy

Fuel (Letra)

Metallica

Metallica

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

gimme fuel
Gimme fire
Gimme that which i desire

Turn on, i see red
Adrenaline crash and crash my head
Nitro junkie, paint me dead
And i see red

One hundred plus through black and white
War horse
War head
Fuck ‘em, man
White knuckle tight
Through black and white

Oh, on i burn
Fuel is pumping engines
Burning hard
Loose and clean

Oh, and on i burn
Churning my direction
Quench my thirst with gasoline

So gimme fuel
Gimme fire
Gimme that which i desire

Turn on beyond the bone
Swallow future, spit out home
Burn your face upon the chrome

Take the corner, join the crash
Headlights
Alarms
Another junkie lives too fast

Yeah
Lives way too fast, fast, fast, fast, fast

Oh, on i burn
Fuel is pumping engines
Burning hard, loose and clean

Oh, and on i burn
Turning my direction
Quench my thirst with gasoline

So gimme fuel
Gimme fire
Gimme that which i desire

Oh
Gimme fuel
Gimme fire
My desire

Oh, on i burn
Fuel is pumping engines
Burning hard, loose and clean

On i burn
Churning my direction
Quench my thirst with gasoline

Gimme fuel
Gimme fire
Gimme that which i desire

On i burn

Fuel (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

gimme fuel
Gimme fire
Gimme that which i desire

Turn on, i see red
Adrenaline crash and crash my head
Nitro junkie, paint me dead
And i see red

One hundred plus through black and white
War horse
War head
Fuck ‘em, man
White knuckle tight
Through black and white

Oh, on i burn
Fuel is pumping engines
Burning hard
Loose and clean

Oh, and on i burn
Churning my direction
Quench my thirst with gasoline

So gimme fuel
Gimme fire
Gimme that which i desire

Turn on beyond the bone
Swallow future, spit out home
Burn your face upon the chrome

Take the corner, join the crash
Headlights
Alarms
Another junkie lives too fast

Yeah
Lives way too fast, fast, fast, fast, fast

Oh, on i burn
Fuel is pumping engines
Burning hard, loose and clean

Oh, and on i burn
Turning my direction
Quench my thirst with gasoline

So gimme fuel
Gimme fire
Gimme that which i desire

Oh
Gimme fuel
Gimme fire
My desire

Oh, on i burn
Fuel is pumping engines
Burning hard, loose and clean

On i burn
Churning my direction
Quench my thirst with gasoline

Gimme fuel
Gimme fire
Gimme that which i desire

On i burn