Crónicas de Pão-De-Ló

Every finger in the room is pointing at me
I wanna spit in their faces then I get afraid of what that could bring
I got a bowling ball in my somach, I got a desert in my mouth
Figures that my courage would choose to sell out now

Ive been looking for a savior in these dirty streets
Looking for a savior beneath these dirty sheets
Ive been raising up my hands- drive another nail in
Just what God needs, one more victim

Why do we crucify ourselves
Everyday I crucify myself
Nothing I do is good enough for you
Crucify myself
Everyday I crucify myself
And my heart is sick of being in chains

Got a kick for a dog, beggin for love
Gotta have my sufferingso that I can have my cross
I know a cat named easter, he says will you ever learn
Youre just an empty cage girl if you kill the bird

Ive been looking for a savior in these dirty streets
Looking for a savior beneath these dirty sheets
Ive been raising up my hands- drive another nail in
Got enough guilt to start my own religion

Why do we crucify ourselves
Everyday I crucify myself
Nothing I do is good enough for you
Crucify myself
Everyday I crucify myself
And my heart is sick of being in chains

Please be
Save me
I cry

Looking for a savior in these dirty streets
Looking for a savior beneath these dirty sheets
Ive been raising up my hands- drive another nail in
Where are those angels when you need them

Why do we crucify ourselves
Everyday I crucify myself
Nothing I do is good enough for you
Crucify myself
Everyday I crucify myself
And my heart is sick of being in chains

Let’s have bizarre celebrations
Let’s forget who forget what forget where
We’ll have bizarre celebrations
I’ll play the satyr in Cyprus
You the bride being stripped bare

Let’s pretend we don’t exist
Let’s pretend we’re in Antarctica
Let’s pretend we don’t exist
Let’s pretend we’re in Antarctica

Let’s have bizarre celebrations
Let’s forget when forget what forget how
We’ll have bizarre celebrations
We”l play Tristan and Isolde
But make sure I see white sails, sails

Let’s pretend we don’t exist
Let’s pretend we’re in Antarctica
Let’s pretend we don’t exist
Let’s pretend we’re in Antarctica

Maybe I’ll never die
I’ll just keep growing younger with you
And you’ll grow younger too
Now it seems too lovely to be true
But I know the best things always do

Let’s pretend we don’t exist
Let’s pretend we’re in Antarctica
Let’s pretend we don’t exist
Let’s pretend we’re in Antarctica
Let’s pretend we don’t exist
Let’s pretend we’re in Antarctica
Let’s pretend we don’t exist
Let’s pretend we’re in Antarctica
Let’s pretend we don’t exist
Let’s pretend we’re in Antarctica
Let’s pretend we don’t exist
Let’s pretend we’re in Antarctica
Let’s pretend we don’t exist
Let’s pretend we’re in Antarctica
Let’s pretend we don’t exist
Let’s pretend we’re in Antarctica

I heard you on the wireless back in Fifty Two 

Lying awake intent at tuning in on you. 
If I was young it didn’t stop you coming through. 

Oh-a oh 

They took the credit for your second symphony. 
Rewritten by machine and new technology, 
and now I understand the problems you can see. 

Oh-a oh 

I met your children 
Oh-a oh 

What did you tell them? 
Video killed the radio star. 
Video killed the radio star. 

Pictures came and broke your heart. 
Oh-a-a-a oh 

And now we meet in an abandoned studio. 
We hear the playback and it seems so long ago. 
And you remember the jingles used to go. 

Oh-a oh 

You were the first one. 
Oh-a oh 

You were the last one. 

Video killed the radio star. 
Video killed the radio star. 
In my mind and in my car, we can’t rewind we’ve gone to far 
Oh-a-aho oh, 
Oh-a-aho oh 

Video killed the radio star. 
Video killed the radio star. 

In my mind and in my car, we can’t rewind we’ve gone to far. 
Pictures came and broke your heart, put the blame on VTR.

You are a radio star. 
You are a radio star. 
Video killed the radio star. 
Video killed the radio star. 
Video killed the radio star. 
Video killed the radio star. 

Video killed the radio star. (You are a radio star.)

chicken.