Saulo Oliveira Silva

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.