Música do BioTerra: Jeff Buckley - Lover, You Should've Come Over

Lover, You Should've Come Over
Looking out the door, I see the rainFall upon the funeral mournersParading in a wake of sad relationsAs their shoes fill up with waterYeah, maybe I'm too youngTo keep good love from going wrongBut tonight you're on my mindSo you never know
Broken down and hungry for your loveWith no way to feed itWhere are you tonight, child?You know how much I need it
Too young to hold onAnd too old to just break free and run
Sometimes a man gets carried awayWhen he feels like he should be having his funAnd much too blind to see the damage he's doneOh, sometimes a man must awake to find that really, he has no one
So I'll wait for you, and I'll burnWill I ever see your sweet return?Oh, will I ever learn?Oh, oh, ohLover, you should've come over'Cause it's not too lateMhm
Lonely is the room, the bed is madeThe open window lets the rain inBurning in the corner is the only oneWho dreams he had you with him
My body turns and yearnsFor a sleep that won't ever come
It's never over, my kingdom for a kiss upon her shoulderIt's never over, all my riches for her smiles when I slept so soft against herIt's never over, all my blood for the sweetness of her laughterIt's never over, she's the tear that hangs inside my soul foreverOh, maybe I'm just too youngTo keep good love from going wrong
Oh, oh, ohLover, you should've come overWell, I feel too young to hold onAnd much too old to break free and runToo deaf, dumb, and blind to see the damage I've done
Sweet lover, you, you should've come overHow long will I wait for you?Lover, lover, loverLover, lover, lover, lover, lover, loverLover, lover, lover, you should've come over'Cause it's not too late

Fase de Nathan (profeta bíblico do tempo do Rei David)

Through all the faces that we wear
Sometimes joy, sometimes despair
The mask has gone, no mystery
Replaced by fraud and trickery

It's just a phase you're going through
It's true
You're just a stranger passing through
Yes you know

The streets of London are paved with lead
Just like my lungs are paved with Leb
Brush the cob-webs from my head
Feels like I'm welded to this bed

It's just a phase you're going through
It's true
You're just a stranger passing through
Yes you know

Creedence Clearwater Revival - Fortunate Son

Fortunate SonCreedence Clearwater Revival
Some folks are bornMade to wave the flagThey're red, white and blueAnd when the band playsHail To The ChiefThey point the cannon at you, Lord
It ain't me, it ain't meI ain't no senator's sonIt ain't me, it ain't meI ain't no fortunate one, no
Some folks are bornSilver spoon in handLord, don't they help themselvesBut when the taxmanCome to the doorLord, the house look like a rummage sale
It ain't me, it ain't meI ain't no millionaire's sonIt ain't me, it ain't meI ain't no fortunate one, no
Some folks inheritStar spangled eyesThey send you down to war, Lord
And when you ask themHow much should we give?They only answerMore, more, more
It ain't me, it ain't meI ain't no military sonIt iain't me, it ain't meI ain't no fortunate one, no
It ain't me, it ain't meI ain't no fortunate one, noIt ain't me, it ain't meI ain't no fortunate son, no
Crítica social e protesto em “Fortunate Son” do CreedenceEm “Fortunate Son”, o Creedence Clearwater Revival, liderado por John Fogerty, faz uma crítica direta à desigualdade social e à hipocrisia das elites durante a Guerra do Vietname. A música contrapõe o patriotismo exibido pelos privilegiados à dura realidade dos jovens comuns enviados para o conflito. O verso “Some folks are born made to wave the flag” (Algumas pessoas já nascem para balançar a bandeira) ironiza aqueles que, por nascimento, são vistos como símbolos do orgulho nacional, mas raramente enfrentam as consequências dos conflitos que apoiam. Fogerty se inspirou no casamento entre membros das famílias Nixon e Eisenhower, destacando como a elite política se exime dos sacrifícios impostos à população menos favorecida.
A repetição de “It ain't me, I ain't no senator's son” (Não sou eu, não sou filho de senador) e “I ain't no fortunate one” (Não sou um dos sortudos) reforça que o narrador não faz parte desse grupo privilegiado, representando a maioria dos jovens americanos obrigados a lutar. A letra denuncia a hipocrisia das elites, que se beneficiam do sistema (“silver spoon in hand” – colher de prata na mão), mas evitam responsabilidades como pagar impostos ou servir ao exército. O trecho “when you ask them how much should we give? They only answer more, more, more” (quando você pergunta quanto devemos dar, eles só respondem mais, mais, mais) evidencia como os poderosos exigem sacrifícios dos outros, mas nunca de si mesmos. Assim, “Fortunate Son” se tornou um hino de protesto contra a manipulação das massas e a injustiça social.

Own our Green Rights is own our good present for a better future

We need a revolution before it is TOO late! Own our Green Rights is own our good present for a better future!


Anonymous Message To Monsanto; We fight for farmers!
To the free-thinking citizens of the world:

Anonymous stands with the farmers and food organizations denouncing the practices of Monsanto We applaud the bravery of the organizations and citizens who are standing up to Monsanto, and we stand united with you against this oppressive corporate abuse. Monsanto is contaminating the world with chemicals and genetically modified food crops for profit while claiming to feed the hungry and protect the environment. Anonymous is everyone, Anyone who can not stand for injustice and decides to do something about it, We are all over the Earth and here to stay. 

To Monsanto, we demand you STOP the following:

-Contaminating the global food chain with GMO's.

- Intimidating small farmers with bullying and lawsuits.

- Propagating the use of destructive pesticides and herbicides across the globe. 

- Using "Terminator Technology", which renders plants sterile.

- Attempting to hijack UN climate change negotiations for your own fiscal benefit.

- Reducing farmland to desert through monoculture and the use of synthetic fertilizers.

-Inspiring suicides of hundreds of thousands of Indian farmers.

-Causing birth defects by continuing to produce the pesticide "Round-up"

-Attempting to bribe foreign officials 

-Infiltrating anti-GMO groups 

*there are links at the bottom corresponding with each of the above.

Monsanto, these crimes will not go unpunished. Anonymous will not spare you nor anyone in support of your oppressive illegal business practices.

AGRA, a great example:

In 2006, AGRA, Alliance for a Green Revolution in Africa, was established with funding from Bill Gates and The Rockefeller Foundation.

Among the other founding members of, AGRA, we find: Monsanto, Novartis, Sanofi-Aventis, GlaxoSmithKline, Procter and Gamble, Merck, Mosaic, Pfizer, Sumitomo Chemical and Yara. The fact that these corporations are either chemical or pharmaceutical manufacturers is no coincidence. 

The people of the world see you, Monsanto. Anonymous sees you. 

Seeds of Opportunism,

Climate change offers these businesses a perfect excuse to prey on the poorest countries by swooping in to "rescue" the farmers and people with their GMO crops and chemical pesticides. These corporations eradicate the traditional ways of the country's agriculture for the sake of enormous profits. 

The introduction of GMOs drastically affects a local farmers income, as the price of chemicals required for GMOs and seeds from Monsanto cripples the farmer's meager profit margins. 

There are even many cases of Monsanto suing small farmers after pollen from their GMO crops accidentally cross with the farmer's crops. Because Monsanto has a patent on their brand of seed, they claim the farmer is in violation of patent laws. 

These disgusting and inhumane practices will not be tolerated. 

Anonymous urges all concerned citizens to stand up for these farmers, stand up for the future of your own food. Protest, organize, spread info to your friends!

SAY NO TO POISONOUS CHEMICALS IN YOUR FOOD!

SAY NO TO GMO!

SAY NO TO MONSANTO!

We are Anonymous

We are legion

We do not forgive

We do not forget

Expect us

Gimme Shelter (The Rolling Stones) feat. Taj Mahal

"Gimme Shelter" é uma canção que queríamos gravar há anos. Esta canção expressa a urgência que todos enfrentamos de nos unirmos como planeta e oferece-nos sabedoria com os versos: "Guerra, crianças, está a um tiro de distância... Amor, irmã, está a um beijo de distância". É realmente tão simples quanto isso. Dedicamos esta música a todas as pessoas perdidas, sem-abrigo e esquecidas deste mundo. É no abrigo uns dos outros que as pessoas vivem.

[Verse 1]

Oh a storm is threat'ning

My very life today

If I don't get some shelter

Oh yes, I'm gonna fade away

[Verse 2]

War children, it's just a shot away

It's just a shot away

War children, it's just a shot away

It's just a shot away

[Verse 3]

Oh, see the fire is sweepin'

Our very street today

Burns like a red coal carpet

Mad bull lost its way

[Verse 2]

[Verse 1]

[Verse 2]

[Verse 4] 7X

It's just a shot away

[Verse 5]

He may love my brother, it's just a kiss away

It's just a kiss away

He may love my brother, it's just a kiss away

It's just a kiss away [5X]

It's just some love away [4X]

Músicos e Localizações

1. Taj Mahal: Voz e Harmónica (EUA)
2. Sierra Leone's Refugee All Stars: Voz e Instrumentos (Serra Leoa)
3. Massamba Diop: Talking Drum (Senegal)
4. Roselyn Williams: Voz (Kingston, Jamaica)
5. Sherieta Lewis: Voz (Jamaica)
6. Washboard Chaz: Tábua de lavar/Percussão (Nova Orleães, EUA)
7. Char: Guitarra Elétrica (Tóquio, Japão)
8. Roberto Luti: Guitarra Slide (Itália)
9. Mermans Mosengo: Voz (Congo)
10. Jason Tamba: Voz e Guitarra (Congo)
11. Courtney "Bam" Diedrick: Bateria (Jamaica)