Saulo Oliveira Silva

LEMONADE ACID There's a black hole in everything's heart, that's how the light goes out to dark Dominion is set upon every mind The maze has no easy way out to find If all times lead to a bowsprit quest That's how subtle the quarrel test You reach the top of the hill rolling a huge bolder Which falls all the way down then you start to rolling it again Maybe I've made up my mind Where's the exit door? Why is it the floor keeps stretching? Do I overthink a lot because my mind is like a corridor in which every exit door ends up on a new corridor? Like walking an endless alley at 3 am in a lucid dream? How far does this tunnel extends? Am I too messy and I don't get along with people because they don't look at things the way I do Or was I just born unsympathetically nonchalant? What if you actually never was born? What if you're a steam of consciousness from a distant intelligence from another dimension? Isn't it convenient that none of us remember being born? If we live in a simulation, why does the programmer allow us to question the programming And be aware that we are just a bunch of zeros and ones? If God was created by Adam, who made Adam? And who's the who from whom he comes from and so on and on and on? How lucid is the dream? How long have we've been asleep? Is there a way out? In the journey to find the ultimate answers that would solve all things in existence, I've been told that a wise old man who lives at the top of a mountain, In a heath near a cliff, had what I was looking for Eventually, I got there, knocked at his door, his name is Heathcliff, I said I was there for the answers and he said he already knew it And as I leaned to hear it better from his whispering peaceful voice My sight got stuck at a scene I glimpsed over his shoulder, Of thousands of skeletons and dead bodies lying down there, Swaying mechanically in the sea Whilst foaming waves pushed them against the rocks at the corner of the mountain I asked and he told me that that was just inevitable As by the moment one listens the great and undisputed truth of it all About the meaning of life and so on “The acknowledgment of the informations I give Hit the nervous system like a parasite that grows in seconds And by reaching its peak the reaction of jumping off the cliff is inescapable” So “Yes”, he explained, “You'll have the whole knowledge ever desirable And will know everything, but mind you that it will last half a minute Before you're gone for good” So now, he leaned towards me And proceeded to begin telling me the answers I was searching for so long My mind stretched tons with the information, just like he said I gazed for long years into the abyss, the abyss also gazed into me I jumped and as I drowned the last beat of pulse in me left the body I was gone Then, I heard a siren ethereal voice singing over the waters And I immediately started to float back to the surface I was back Heathcliff told me “that never happened before” It's been a long journey from nowhere to nowhere, nothing to nothing It al ends with you lying in your bed The lamp across the room illuminates your empty gaze in the half light You drink and know the dream has dreamt itself Tomorrow's bells will toll, you'll run more fast Perhaps, it was never just lemonade Maybe you only remember it that way But you can't tell if its the acid that was programmed to taste like sugar and now tastes like acid Or if its the sugar that was programmed to taste like sugar and now tastes like acid Sugar or acid, all is one You swallow the last drop, and finally let go: It was never lemonade, it was always lemonade

MAZE Heading for the end And ending up on the start Daedalus's dead ends are your desire's deadline When I'm dreaming and then I realise I'm dreaming and decide To do whatever I want inside that dream, do I have control Of that dream or am I just dreaming that I have control? If you've heard this before, three songs ago, Aren't you Trapped too And just don't know? Anytime you like you can make the checkout But won't find The way out Anytime you like you can make the checkout But won't find The way out Anytime you like you can make the checkout But won't find The way out Anytime you like you can make the checkout But won't find The way out I don't know how to escape from this And you don't know how to be free We are trapped inside this shit We are trapped inside this fucking hell Where is the exit door? Why is it the floor keeps stretching? Stretching Stretching Anytime you like you can make the checkout But won't find The way out Anytime you like you can make the checkout But won't find The way out If you can make your mind to drop out and leave, then… Do gears know they are gears? If you can make your mind to drop out and leave, then… Do gears know they are gears? Over and over And over…

WESTWARD It was more than a season But I just cannot tell Cause I've got lack of eloquence And all the words are on the run I glimpsed what thousand oceans Of countless verbs have not become Maybe I've made up my mind Flying away can't hold a candle to Waking feeling the ground, touching the pastures of green Avoiding all of the scheme Of this crazy machine I'm just in doubt moving forward Is there still a light to the westward? Is there still a light to the westward?

HILLTOP You reach the top of the hill rolling a huge boulder which falls all the way down, then you start to roll it again just so… You reach the top of the hill rolling a huge boulder which falls all the way down, then you start to roll it again just so… You reach the top of the hill rolling a huge boulder which falls all the way down, then you start to roll it again just so… You reach the top of the hill rolling a huge boulder which falls all the way down, then you start to roll it again just so… You reach the top of the hill rolling a huge boulder which falls all the way down, then you start to roll it again just so… You reach the top of the hill rolling a huge boulder which falls all the way down, then you start to roll it again just so… You reach the top of the hill rolling a huge boulder which falls all the way down, then you start to roll it again just so… You reach the top of the hill rolling a huge boulder which falls all the way down, then you start to roll it again just so… You reach the top of the hill rolling a huge boulder which falls all the way down, then you start to roll it again just so… And it grinds my gears how in the middle of the night that sleep paralysis wraps itself around me… Around me… That sleep paralysis Sleep paralysis Sleep paralysis Sleep paralysis Sleep paralysis Sleep paralysis You're just a cog 24/7, lost in dreams about the westward You're just a cog 24/7, lost in dreams about the westward You reach the top of the hill rolling a huge boulder which falls all the way down, then you start to roll it again just so… You reach the top of the hill rolling a huge boulder which falls all the way down, then you start to roll it again just so… You reach the top of the hill You reach the top of the hill You reach the top of the hill, lost in dreams about the westward

MIDDLE FINGER Serendipitously raised middle finger Crossed hearts and hope have died Running the quay, groundbreaking stringer Seems scorned as a nonplussed tongue-tied All worthless nights, detached broken sinew Forfeited lust on to-do lists, lust lies anew Nadir and the goal falls short of the reach Neither shore nor beach got elicit speech Then isolation is what it is I'm a mariner adrift in an ocean of gods A wide-ranging vision, bliss Blissful silence wipes dreadful odds All bothered, depth, darkening-blur season Even Elysian fields, wood-thrush, no reason If all times lead to a bowsprit quest, That's how subtle the quarrel test Needly barefoot through the woods at last Which is no more than a state of mind Waterfalls of aloofness ambush in a vast In a vast but west rootless corner of a kind Isolation makes way for bliss Enthroned thrilled shivered pith All limerence towards me, the abyss Abyssal bewilderment, zenith Collusion in pattern gets this Enthroned thrilled shivered pith What a wide vision this is Thrived bewilderment, Heathcliff (Zenith) Mind over matter forever and ever Innuendos to dismiss what it is and whats not Nile waters wet the lawn of a heart's weather Dismissing scene: your goal fails the hilltop When I'm dreaming and then I realise I'm dreaming and decide to do whatever I want inside that dream, do I have control of that dream or am I just dreaming that I have control? (Reversed)

WATCHMEN Hide yourself inside that cold feeling The machine won, the machine is winning The Beverly Hills Hotel has no exit You won't be forgotten, you'll never forget it The eye of the beholder hunts the madmen If they're watching you, who watches the watchmen? Who are gods consulting themselves with? Why all the young girls are now praising Lilith? Dominion is set upon every mind The maze has no easy way out to find The eye of the beholder hunts the madmen If they're watching you, who watches the watchmen? There'll always be more than meets the eye Hail the lord, the Lord Of The Flies The eye of the beholder hunts the madmen If they're watching you, who watches the watchmen? Who watches the watchmen? Who watches the watchmen? Who watches the watchmen? Who watches the watchmen? Are you awake indeed or just dreaming of electric sheep? Are you awake indeed or just dreaming of electric sheep? Are you awake indeed or just dreaming of electric sheep? Are you awake indeed or just dreaming of electric sheep? Are you awake indeed or just dreaming of electric sheep? Are you awake indeed or just dreaming of electric sheep? Hide yourself inside that cold feeling The machine won, the machine is winning The Beverly Hills Hotel has no exit You won't be forgotten, you'll never forget it The eye of the beholder hunts the madmen If they're watching you, who watches the watchmen? Another non-disclosure-agreement As if I were such a well-known singer Withstanding my raised middle finger

NIGHTHAWKS When the boreal colours of Eden's horizon got long overdue, I ate my eyes raw so I could digest that Tiffany blue Our spaceship is cyan and white Milky Way, in a Bowie's way High stellar overdrive Lift off tonight Our spaceship is cyan and white Milky Way, in a Bowie's way High stellar overdrive Lift off tonight There's a black hole in everything's heart, That's how the light goes out to dark And if it's darker long before the dawn It will get darker and darker forevermore I'd rather see the rigs of Saturn in your eyes than the sun that never sets in the land of the cool Stardust teleport the kids from school On my Chevy Malibu I am playing on an oddity Digging into you, no longer blue Our spaceship is cyan and white Milky Way, in a Bowie's way High stellar overdrive Lift off tonight Our spaceship is cyan and white Milky Way, in a Bowie's way High stellar overdrive Lift off tonight

Acid Lemonade It all starts with you lying in your bed The lamp across the room illuminates your empty gaze, in the half-light. You're drinking while wishing the lemonade had sulphuric acid in it It's been a long journey, from nothing to nothing, nowhere to nowhere Suddenly, you just don't care anymore because you figured out the relevance of our existence: It doesn't exist You pretend you're playing the game “How are you doing? “I'm fine”, which is just one of the answers that the system programs all the brainwashed puppets to say from the uterus and hides that you gave up looking for the true answers Your days are vanishing in the acquaintance with the concept that the origin of everything was a calculated accident Which inspires the consequent understanding that there is some sort of prearrangement about the planet whirling silently in space And then comes the routine of boredom wrapped in the repetition of meaningless activities with no inherent purpose You're chained to the formula, attached to the machine Gradually the things that made you get out of bed every day, are vaporised into thousands of particles of disinterest and the goals you believed in are now all pointless If you eat the food it has no taste, whether you breathe it or not it makes no difference, whether you are praised or scolded it makes no difference. Tears in the rain At some point, you want to sleep for decades and, guess what, it ends up happening. Then you wake up only to discover that you're in a dream within a dream, within a dream… within a dream… Reality is a fiction… simulation It was all inside us, liquid days that slipped through our fingers They leak in kindergarten, they leak in traffic, they leak in the lack of talks at the dinner table Then there's that age when flashes pop through your mind, random images of pathetic moments Everything you've done, big or small, will dissolve in time No one reaps what they've sown, time is the real reaper and that's why in the end you'll end up in the beginning, back to the void you came from The lamp burns out You're sunk in bed no longer in half-light You're engulfed by darkness, from within and outside And at the end of each thought you stretch your arms trying to reach that light that your subconscious tells you that is at the end of the tunnel But there is no light at the end of the tunnel because… What if this tunnel is Ton 618?

Lyrics MacNeil No matter where you're going No matter how you feel You've got no way of knowing Sex Magick is the deal And I'm feeling like Regan I'm feeling just like Regan MacNeil Doesn't matter what you may do The devil in me seems so real And I'm feeling like Regan I'm feeling just like Regan MacNeil Doesn't matter what you may do This orgiastic ritual will conceal Uhum... That's how I feel Let's make this orgy celebration In a Jack Parsons lookalike Do crucifix masturbation Is your head spinning or is it just the hype? The nymphs are wet and high Playing finger pie, Which is an old school slang of a sexual sty So don't be shy, it's thick enough to widen the sacred entrance and the unholy exit till you cry And I am... I am... I'm feeling Humm... I'm feeling like Regan I'm feeling just like Regan MacNeil Doesn't matter what you may do The devil in me seems so real I'm feeling like Regan I'm feeling just like Regan MacNeil Humm... That's how I feel That's how I feel That's how we feel I'm feeling like Regan Just like Reagan MacNeil Is that for really real? Is she really real? Regan... MacNeil Written by Saulo Oliveira S.

Lyrics Monolith Hello there, minstrel man Twas some letter at three Am  How existence does exist?  It sends shivers on my pith  It's a gone, long gone myth, lift trough monolith     Trinkets and scars put into jars  Are space and time a microlith?  There was always life on Mars  Now your name is Aslöu Smith  It's a gone, long gone myth, lift trough monolith    Look, a cellar door revealed  It's a pity they are all blind  Steady pyramids concealed   It doesn't get me surprised  It's a gone, long gone myth, lift trough monolith    Secrets locked in my chest  White satin future dispersed   Tomorrow holds keys to past  Fleeting, floating, unrehearsed   What is it gone underneath?  It's a gone, long gone myth, lift trough monolith        On the hillside I saw some kelp  White foaming waves into black rocks  The lighthouse keeper couldn't help  To fear the coastal Manichaeism shock   Down to Gehenna or up to the fifth  It's a gone, long gone myth, lift trough monolith    Tinker, tailor, soldier, sailor  No more rich, ain't no poor  Rusty gears and skin so paler  In alongshore a raconteur  He is coming and coming with   With a long, long gone myth, lift trough monolith    In my begging is my end   End of this age that fucking stands  It sends shivers on my pith  Why existence does insist?  It's a gone, long gone myth, lift trough monolith

Lyrics That Liar Never Walked on the Water Since from the beginning With a charming or beguiling Narrative to men of tilling With frown, brown, unsmiling, This creation tale is defiling And kinda stealing and revealing A compiling feeling that's appealing To a big filling of quintessential lies spinning  Suck on my modern manifesto that will free You from idolatry, whatever this idolatry may be, Established traditionally, that always put you jeopardy, Hear circumstances to make you drop fences, fuck defenses And dances around a symbol,  Overrated legends need get trimble,  Stop pray and go to wash a cymbal, Fuck the hymnal But their water can never wash my brain, And if you throw your helmet they're gonna wash yours again, They don't bluff in vain, Cause the real water comes from a speech rain, Or is it a dogma train? God created man right after man created God How come you don't see Catholic Church has the nod? Theirs are the money rod, Rotten frog, A barking Cerberus dog, (No fucking way) The Holy Father shit, The spirit holy creep (No fucking way) And the fagot sexual submissive son, Amen, my blasphemy is done (No fucking way) No fucking way No way, that liar never walked on the water No way, that liar never walked on the water No way, that liar never walked on the water No way, that liar never walked on the water No way, that liar never walked on the water No way, that liar never walked on the water No way, that liar never walked on the water No way, that liar never walked… (On the water) Never Never Never Never Never Never Never… Nun, father Good and evil A virgin daughter Sex is criminal Fuck Mohammed Fuck the Mormons Damn Ganhesha (What's your idol?) What's your idol? Billy Idol? Fuck him too Even Episcopalian from Kalamazoo Well, and I got no watchamacallit So… Fuck it all Fuck it all Fuck it all Fuck it all Fuck it all Fuck it all Fuck it all Fuck it all Fuck it all Fuck it all Fuck it all Fuck it all Fuck it all Fuck it all Fuck it all Fuck it all Fuck it all Fuck it all Fuck it all… People on knees for the god that they made Are adoring their selves, lack of laid If they can lie and pretend that can walk on the water  You can fly, walk on clouds and be a vegetarian slaughterer Or open your mouth and the fecal matter of theocracy may not bother, you swallower Rage against the age Of damages though the page in cage, Thoughts in cage, Never say, Bound and pray, Three a day, The narrow way, Is that okay? And when the independent thought alarm clocks Because they are scanning and reading your subversive thoughts, That's how you know your time is done Science got some answers, faith got none I thought it was Middle Ages, but it's 2021 Down the system, kill, break, ache, take, rape, fake, date, give, beat, born, die, reap, sown, quit, splash, suck, tuck, hate, swing, shout, punch, smash, abort, sail, stay, away, beg, borrow, touch, eat, meat, distrust, fight, burn a bible, stab a Jew, start a war, dark revolution, helter skelter, contribution, fuck the capitalist institution No way, that liar never walked on the water No way, that liar never walked on the water No way, that liar never walked on the water No way, that liar never walked on the water No way, that liar never walked on the water No way, that liar never walked on the water No way, that liar never walked on the water No way, that liar never walked on the water No way, that liar never walked on the water No way, that liar never walked on the water No way, that liar never walked on the water No way, that liar never walked on the water

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MacNeil No matter where you're going No matter how you feel You've got no way of knowing Sex Magick is the deal And I'm feeling like Regan I'm feeling just like Regan MacNeil Doesn't matter what you may do The devil in me seems so real And I'm feeling like Regan I'm feeling just like Regan MacNeil Doesn't matter what you may do This orgiastic ritual will conceal Uhum... That's how I feel Let's make this orgy celebration In a Jack Parsons lookalike Do crucifix masturbation Is your head spinning or is it just the hype? The nymphs are wet and high Playing finger pie, Which is an old school slang of a sexual sty So don't be shy, it's thick enough to widen the sacred entrance and the unholy exit till you cry And I am... I am... I'm feeling Humm... I'm feeling like Regan I'm feeling just like Regan MacNeil Doesn't matter what you may do The devil in me seems so real I'm feeling like Regan I'm feeling just like Regan MacNeil Humm... That's how I feel That's how I feel That's how we feel I'm feeling like Regan Just like Reagan MacNeil Is that for really real? Is she really real? Regan... MacNeil Written by Saulo Oliveira S.

Renewing Rock N Roll is the first single from the upcoming E.P. "Prince of Rock" by Saulo Oliveira S.

Lockdown Lockdown got me missing downtown What kind of town is a ghost town Die now Lockdown got me missing downtown What kind of town is a ghost town Die now When the doomsday clock hits midnight you all are gonna die, but i'll keep standing in a world inherit, mine And I’ll build a castle with your bones My furniture made of your skin Why me, why not The end meets its begin Lockdown got me missing downtown What kind of town is a ghost town Die now Lockdown got me missing downtown What kind of town is a ghost town Die now Lockdown got me missing downtown What kind of town is a ghost town Die now Outro Hey look mother, i found the last vaccine in the world, now you are safe, forever... Wait... Written by Saulo Ol. S.

The Doors of Perception How easy it was to you boy to buy that guitar to play on the bar, yeah How easy it was to you Joan To take the Route 66 How easy it was to you there Singing and playing How easy... How easy, yeah The road was never ending The beat of the drums, never ending (How easy it was) (How easy it was) And down the roads of Georgia And on Alabama moonlight (How easy it was) The whiskey bar was open for hours For hours along the night Along the night Along the night Along the night Written by Saulo Oliveira S.

Memory Lane Janet wife of Johnson James Just came ‘jingling’ his name Darling though it isn't more than just another day We are already all ready there The little daughter droped the water The bees on flowers powdering nectar While the guitar of father Hector was weeping To the despair of grandpa who couldn't smoke because his hands were shaking One of the kids finally fishes a fish And the fish's speech is that he can grant a wish To the kid who, then, put him free And now the fish will wash the dishes since kid wished And all the joy ending with some comic disaster Like the dog robing food or someone twisting the earring into aunt Loiu's braids "We will be together", so they swear But they ignored that time is always there replacing share, replacing care For disregard to that country fair... Of sweet despair And as the time is passing by just like a cloud on cloudy sky When you realise will be too late to wonder why And the polaroid pictures that you own Of passed nights in campfire songs All the memories about the streets where you grew up remains the same You now call affecnionately memory lane Written by Saulo Oliveira S.

Cosmic Jive A girl lies peacefully in the morning There’s a hell of rain outside She barely heard the cold wind calling It’s all out of her sight A boy is lost and without any map He desperately needs a wrench His car is broken and totally flat There’s a screw he needs to clench He quickly knocks at the girl's door She thought he was one of a kind “Is he that someone that I’ve been looking for? I think I will have to find” She puts the kettle on to Earl Grey He think she is divine The night is young and he could stay 'Cause now she is singing Cymbaline The street lamp goes out making Her light up a candle in time He can't stay cause his mom is waiting “I’ll have to decline” She says have a safe trip back To your distant hometown But what she says inside in fact Is “don’t leave me now” She is holding an empty heart and soul As he waves going down The loneliness like a cancer grows As the wind begins to howl A girl lies depressively in the night She wonder “will he and his mom be fine?” A motherless boy tricked by a cosmic jive Is wondering “Why did I declined?” Cosmic jive All the time A cosmic jive It was that what Caught us In that time In that time In that time In that time In that time In that time In that time Cosmic jive Written by Saulo Oliveira S.

The Ballad of Riley and the Spokesman of a generation She was hitting the score A peaceful afternoon in Ladbrook Park Then Kyle took the courage to say more “A fire will come out of our spark” He became a spokesman With the right words from his mouth And she became a lawyer A great couple without a doubt And whole thing started in a windy night And whole thing started in a windy night Then they could not expect That something could put an end in that love In a dazed and confused nigh Riley was abducted for a ship above “The aliens took my love, the aliens took my love” That’s what he started to shout at the conference No one would believe, he lost self confidence, the spokesman of a generation had lost his touch with the words of coherence Not all the lights that comes from above Descends to enlighten us That’s why I prefer the dark Without a fire and without spark Outro Now Kyle is unemployed, Hitchhiking between places, Scrounging for his meal and begging for a miserable deal, Aspot where to sleep, Just because of a speech. And he is still saying that she’s gone like a blow Because Riley couldn’t be a rock and not to roll Written by Saulo Oliveira S.

Lyrics I still can hear you calling me to go outside to see the stars I still can hear you telling me to put the catle on for Earl Grey But what I'm hearing is not true if you're not really here And I'll keep wishing that you where here In my mind you are here and we are all together Hearing songs, singing the blues Complaining of this (London's) weather In my mind you never left In my books, you're always there When I walk to television I can see your face 'Cause that actress has exactly the same ways that you used to do When I'm alone, you're there too 'Cause your perfume in all the room No one really stands alone... Come back home and lets sing the blues again Come back home and just lets sing the blues again Come back home and just lets spend the days in rain again Like we used to do... Like we used to do Written by Saulö Oliveira S.

You shoudn't blame me for this war Cause I voted on Al Gore At least that year I can say I tried And then the court was the one who decided There's no democracy Left or Right, you say the anarchy Could turn it bright I dreamed a dream Where we lived in a red world with equality All in common, red brick houses, in our perfect synchrony Free the working class hero man, give him the Nobel Power to the people, here and there I got some red ideas to share Thunderbirds... Thunderbirds are far to fly... You came to tell me that life is awful Too much intolerance, war and blood But you're the one who chose the fascists And you're the one who governs behind them And your thirst for blood governs behind them And your greed for greener grass, governs behind them Behind them... Behind them... Written and composed by Saulo Oliveira S. This is the first part of a political opera rock. Here the communism is praised and the fascism is rejected, a particular vision of the writer. In the second part, KKK, the upcoming track, adults are no longer available to govern on the Earth and, then, the kids are setting the rules, torturing and killing adults, a kind of distopia, based on classic literature such as "Lord of The Flies", "Animal Farm" and "Children of Corn'.

Kool Kids Klub The children ate his heart with brain sauce... Every grave that I've been through Feeds me harder, leads me to The ineffable raw of meet I'm the worms under your feet I'm so far away from heaven I lost my sons in Columbine I lost my wife in 9/11 Fuck America, cut the line Hail the Lord of the flies Hail the Lord of the flies Thunderbirds are far to fly Thunderbirds are far to fly Thunderbirds are far to fly Down with tyranny of adults He who walks behind the rows Couldn't keep our cult occult That's why then you should not grow Take this one to Malachai Perhaps Isaac can get you high Thunderbirds are far to fly Thunderbirds are far to fly Hail the Lord of the flies Hail the Lord of the flies Hail the Lord of the flies Hail the Lord of the flies Hail the Lord of the flies Hail the Lord of the flies Hail the Lord of the flies Hail the Lord of the flies Hail the Lord of the flies Hail the Lord of the flies Hail the Lord of the flies Hail the Lord of the flies Hail the Lord of the flies Hail the Lord of the flies Hail the Lord of the flies Hail the Lord of the flies Hail the Lord of the flies Ahhhhhhhh Shut up! Written and composed by Saulo Oliveira S. This is the second part of an political opera rock. Here neither the communism or the fascism, neither democracy or anarchy worked. The kids, now, are in charge, proving that the evil nature of mankind is innate. This talks about corruption, hipocrisia and the fact that mankid is always doomed to subdue each other. Here there is a new kind of dictatorship regime. The cover of the single refers to the head of a pig pup that is tied in the arms of children leaders of the dictatorial sect. Both, the first and second part of this opera where inspired by classic literature such as "Lord of The Flies", "Animal Farm" and "Children of Corn'.

Lyrics LD MTV Back at the childhood I used to draw and read “The Mocker” But how to be nostalgic If can no more see Mark Knopfler Used to jump out of the school Just to watch MTV Used to curse and break the rules Bullying that nerd Stevie There we were wasting time All days long on dungeons and dragons Playing some stupid scenes Jerking off over playboy magazines But how to not be nostalgic if some good stuff has changed The videos on television They should had stayed the same So the only thing I’m asking is to put it there again The mainstream should break free Cindy Lauper or The Police Playing on MTV Then my wife came and said Stop complaining, you sound so rude And I yelled echoing “I don’t want to get it on YouTube” Back there grandpa mocked “Isn’t he young to be singing the blues”? “This boy has been brainwashed” Grandpa, you don’t even have a clue! We could have a time machine For a moments just like that What’s the matter to play on the radio “Out of the blue and into the black”? Back at the childhood I understand this a changing world Rolling stone gathers no moss There’s more than the eye can see But all I’m begging here Is bring back my old MTV Written and composed by Saulo Oliveira S.

Johnny Ride Mist covered houses Vultures in the sky An ambush for Johnny Just because he couldn't cheat and lie Ride, Johnny Ride You ain’t never gonna die I can see you in the sky The drug dealer, Chuck Trash Waiting in his horse For the time to make blood splash But, god damn, he missed the shot Ride, Johnny Ride You ain’t never gonna die I can see you in the sky Horseback riding Away into the woods A foreman found him And his rifle was dam good Ride, Johnny Ride You ain’t never gonna die I can see you in the sky Don’t you know Johnny, it’s not enough to be good, you must also run from those who want’s your blood on their boots Keep going on Don’t you dare to stop son I wish a got the guts as you do John Go Johnny go Johnny be good Go Johnny go Johnny be good Go Johnny go Johnny be good Written by Saulo Oliveira S.

It's about two months to Christmas' Eve, so, here is back a song written and composed in 2018 by the Prince of Rock, Saulö Oliveira S. Enjoy it. Lyrics: It’s Christmas again This damned tree is here The December red and green shining lights And I hate this night I hate Santa Claus I hate Jesus Christ I hate jingle bells And I hate singing children Another Christmas night And I’m Antichrist I hate Macaulay Culking On that Home Alone Stuff Been forget a hundred times And never left behind I hate Jim Carrey Pretending he hates Christmas too Neither Grinch or Scrooge Can hate it like I do Another Christmas night And I’m Antichrist I hate people kissing Under the mistletoe Why don’t they go find A Christmas sex place to go? I hate milks and cookies I hate that snow falling All I want for Christmas is no Christmas Have yourself a bloody damn Christmas Another Christmas night And I’m Antichrist I know I don’t believe I can't pray like you all But at least I can give My best wishes at all I wonder if snowflakes Could have conversations What would they say Before hit the ground? Another Christmas town And I’m falling down Another Christmas night And I’m Antichrist Another Christmas night and I'm... Antichrist Antichrist (I hate this night) Antichrist (I hate this night) Antichrist (I hate this night) Written and composed by Saulö Oliveira S.

Memphis Memphis is not a city Was my first guitar And I also can remember the old songs in my car Our hearts was beating fast like a drum You had to kill those gambilng man Without a gun Memphis is not a city Was my first guitar Please tell me where you have been hiding Tell me where you are Memphis is not a city Was my girlfriend's codename And now she is all alone just because of that game Memphis is not a city Is my State of mind That guitar in the basement The old friend of mine You are here right in my arms I'm glad to hug you Memphie I'm glad to hug you Memphie I'm glad to hug you Memphie Memphis is not a city Memphis is my whole life Was where I played the songs Where I learned to cry All my friends used to see me playing Now my enemies can see me standing Standing with my old songs When I lost my love I forget everything My heart has been locked for so many eyears But now that Im good I can hold you again You are here right in my arms I'm glad to hug you Memphie I'm glad to hug you Memphie I'm glad to hug you Memphie Memphis is more than a city Is the place of love Is where the music lives Music in our hearts Is where the people dream And the dreams come true Is where magic happens And the big shows too Memphis is more than a city It's such gracefully The best place where we can be I don't live in Memphis, Memphis lives on me When I wrote this song I was alone But now that I'm singing It seems like I'm home I'm feeling very well To be right here Hearing my old Memphie singing with me Memphis is not a city Was my first guitar And I also can remember the old songs in my car You are here right in my arms I'm glad to hug you Memphie I'm glad to hug you Memphie I'm glad to hug you Memphie

LYRICS Billionaire's Club Yeah, Oh yeah, Oh Yeah Finally here, you've made the grade. Now you will find your fortune falling all over the town. And I beg you to be sure that your umbrella is upside down. Now that you've done How does it feel? To be a rich one Is this real? Now that you're here There's no way back You better give Your old blue Cadillac Welcome to the place Where only some belongs Look at your face Now you're more than strong And how does it feel To be on the top What's the thrill Of have your name on the block? London' pubs Perhaps Liverpool's Being in this club Makes you give the rules Finally here, you've made the grade Wall Street, Rockefellers, on the stage Finally here, don't need to turn Cause this is the point of no return Finally here, you've made the grade Wall Street, Rockefellers, on the stage Finally here, don't need to turn Cause this is the point of no return It's better as it came To have it all In the hall of fame The money fall This golden rain On your town Their umbrella ain't Upside down While their fighting For their fate We have the shining Bigger part of the cake To be on our side Is indescribable You should be pride Makes you untouchable We're never weak We can bribe even God It must be really sick Doesn't even have a job Finally here, you've made the grade Wall Street, Rockefellers, on the stage Finally here, don't need to turn Cause this is the point of no return Finally here, you've made the grade Wall Street, Rockefellers, on the stage Finally here, don't need to turn Cause this is the point of no return Now that you are here and finaly can do all want What will be your first wish They could not expect to find you here Because you started it all from your garage Hearing The Wall and reading all those comic books All the sucesses path are pavimented without faith And That's the first step to be a richness kind We Don't believe in anything and just bribe Don't believe and just bribe Don't believe and just bribe Don't believe and just bribe Finally here, you've made the grade Wall Street, Rockefellers, on the stage Finally here, don't need to turn Cause this is the point of no return Finally here, you've made the grade Wall Street, Rockefellers, on the stage Finally here, don't need to turn Cause this is the point of no return Now that you've done How does it feel? To be a rich one Is this real? Now that you're here There's no way back You better give Your old blue Cadillac This is a track from my debut album called Holy Rolling Stone. Check it out on Spotify and Itunes.

LYRICS Bigger than god I think I must be geting insane Cause now thousand years are a frame I have traveling the sea But the deepest ocean was me And when I was praying in chuch Like an echo my voice through the earth Showed me that have been forgot That fact that Im bigger than God I feel like I really can't stay For searching through looking glass There was no shadow of a pathway No one can't clean this mess I hear my own voice answering my pray I'm bigger than god in anyway Written by Saulo Oliveira S.

LYRICS Around the universe With my ship and all my CDs After slept with LSD I couldn't figure it out All that I have done Now my little great world is donne I'm trying and trying But I just can get there Where's the answer for life Universe and everything else? Is it number 42? What's else more I have to do? Is it number 42? What's the matter of you? Arround the universe With my ship and all my CDs After slept with LSD I couldn't figure it out All that I have done Now my little great world is donne I'm trying and trying But I just can get there Where's the answer for life Universe and everything else? I've seen things you people wouldn't believe. Attack ships on fire off the shoulder of Orion. I watched c-beams glitter in the dark near the Tannhäuser Gate. All those moments will be lost in time, like tears in rain. Time to die. Is it number 42? What's else more I have to do? Is it number 42? What's the matter of you?

Participação na RTVPR. Promoting work at Brazilian Radio.

Participação na RTVPR. Promoting work at Brazilian Radio.

Participação na RádioTVPR.