Arab people, also known as Arabs (Arabic: عرب, ʿarab), are a panethnicity primarily living in the Arab world, which is located in Western Asia and North Africa. They are identified as such on one or more of genealogical, linguistic, or cultural grounds, with tribal affiliations, and intra-tribal relationships playing an important part of Arab identity.
The word "Arab" has had several different, but overlapping, meanings over the centuries (and sometimes even today). In addition to including all Arabized people of the world (with language tending to be the acid test), it has also at times been used exclusively for bedouin (Arab nomads [although a related word, "`a-RAB," with the Arabic letter "alif" in the second syllable, once was sometimes used when this specific meaning was intended] and their now almost entirely settled descendants). It is sometimes used that way colloquially even today in some places. Townspeople once were sometimes called "sons of the Arabs." As in the case of other ethnicities or nations, people identify themselves (or are identified by others) as "Arabs" to varying degrees. This may not be one's primary identity (it tends to compete with country, religion, sect, etc.), and whether it is emphasized may depend upon one's audience.
Todo dia eu te vejo num carrão,
todo dia você na gandaia.
Todo dia você cruza o retão
da avenida Getúlio Vargas.
Fiz de tudo pra te namorar
mas a pé, você vira a cara
esqueceu que eu já te conquistei
com uma pick-up emprestada
Oh, Maria gasolina, se você entrar na minha,
eu te dou uma pick- up, meu bem.
Oh, Maria gasolina, vamos dar uma saidinha
está valendo um carro, rapaz.
Oh, meu Deus, que bom seria
ter um carro todo dia, pra sair com essa mulher.
O barulho da buzina, com cheiro de gasolina,
só não pega quem não quer.
O barulho da buzina, com cheiro de gasolina,
só não pega quem não quer.
Todo dia eu te vejo num carrão
Todo dia você na gandaia
Todo dia vejo você na avenida getulio vargas
Fiz de tudo pra te namorar
Mas a pé você vira a cara
Esqueceu que eu já te conquistei
Com uma pikap emprestada
O maria gasolina se você entrar na minha eu te dou uma pikap meu bem
O maria gasolina vamos dar uma saidinha esta valendo um carro, rapaz
Ai meu deus como eu queria ter um carro todo dia pra sair com essa mulher
No barulho da buzina com cheiro de gasolina só não pega quem não qué
No barulho da buzina com cheiro de gasolina só não pega quem não qué
Keep your tongue in your mouth
Though I know you need to say?
If your words get out
They will surely destroy.
Miss, are you spoken for? Because I'd like to speak at you
Miss, are you spoken for?
What have you seen?
Well, I try to pretend.
Using only my stories
And all lies of man?
Keep you tongue in your mouth
Though I know you need to say?
But if your words get out
They will surely destroy
Let's try this another time,?
I wasn't thinking clearly.?
I wandered off the path one day
Great watcher turned, and I ran away.
I lost myself amongst some trees
Birds and lizards pay no mind to me.
Sat atop the mushroom grove
I drank the tea of forest folk
I did not mind that I sat alone
Until a Hoping toad approached
He spoke of things you'd not believe
He whispered truths that tickled me
I lost myself in fairytales
But, truth be told, these tales were real
The toad and I, we shared a smoke
I lit my ears as for hours he spoke
Bestowed his knowledge upon me
The women he'd known, the places he'd seen
Everyone was tripping, the whole world was dancing
And I thought, I thought...
Maybe I was tripping, the animals were singing
And I thought, I thought...
I knew this song, I knew this song...
I knew this song.
And it's finally making sense now.
I found a way to attain the lies of man?
Make that a way... to destroy everything.
Keep your tongue in your mouth.
Is that too much to ask of you?
I sat for hours as he spoke,
Asked him why he came a toad.
He said he'd always been this way
He was not disguised, just for today.
In the forest, we're up 'til dawn.
I licked his back and finally saw
So many colors I'd never seen
The here and now, the in between.
He's not how I thought he was
But I like her much better as.
It's not like I thought it was
But I feel that I've been despised.
It's not like I thought it was
but I like it much better as.
It's not like I thought it was
I turned that mans first born to sand
In fact, that's how you have that castle
That you dreamed of, that you wanted
I am here to fix everything.
I took your toothy grin, and left a patch of skin.
I took her batting lashes, changed them from blonde to ashes.
I took the boy with the giant head, and I made his body smaller and his neck too thin.
I took that tongue of that annoying neighbor child, yes, I split it down the middle, let it bleed there for a while.
You are so small, she said...
You are so small.
Hey, while you were out there serving wine
I was up here in the balcony, turning faces white, I said
Hey, while you were out there kissing babies
I was luring kids with lollypops, and now they're pushing daisies.
You are so small.
You will not be heard from for a long time
You will not be found with your rightful hands or eyes
When your mother finds you, you won't believe her cries
Wish the child gone missing had been the child who died.
Hey, you, I can be a miracle man too
Hey, you, I can change everything.
Hey, you, I can be a miracle man too
Hey, you, I can fix everyone.
I turned that mans trophy wife to brass
He'd barely notice a difference.
I taught him she served us no fucking purpose.
I am here to fix everyone.
"Goddamn," you might say.
"Quite the talent," I'd say.
Temper, temper.
Patience, patience.
Don't change me into...
You will not be heard from for a long time
I will be around because, fear will never die
And if they should find you, it'd be a sight to see.
A mass of flesh and muscle, a pile of pulp and teeth.
I am finally a kingdom.
Make use of all the skills that you once told me I had
so calculated, the words that come. ah!
but the glorious shine of a polished
tongue.
have you been up practicing all night long?
your mouth forms chords
and arpeggiates.
it sounds so sweet but then nauseates.
have you been up
sweating this all night long?
at the crack of dawn your up again to show the
world just where you stand
you dressed in your good suit today.
polished
your shoes for such an occasion...
pressed your shirt and slicked your
hair
straightened that tie now get out there! get out there!
the tile is
burning through your rubber soles
the sweat is beading and forming tiny
pools
youve been pacing and youre scaring the shit out of your kids
theres
white building up in the corners of your mouth
the neighbor kids are laughing
and pointing at your house
your wifes ashamed. she's pulling all the blinds.
you'd think you'd get the picture after time after time after time.
your roof
is slowly growing weak sagging stretching like your speech...
oh my science!
hes on the roof again!
citing scripture and throwing up his hands
they
said "i dont think hes coming down"
"does he think hes conducting some great
orchestra? cause hes waving his hands and i cant help singing:
oh my
science! hes on the roof again! citing scripture and throwing up his hands.dear
science hes on the roof again! citing scripture and
throwing up his
hands."
hes not missing a beat hitting every note
not discouraged by their
laughter
hes not missing a beat hitting every note
not discouraged by sharp
fingers
you dressed in your good suit today
polished your shoes oh what a
waste
pressed your shirt and slicked your hair
and all you got were empty
She sleeps with the planets. I know because I've seen it.
I sleep next to science, wishing it were her.
We were once a product of conservative America
She slept around, and left this town, went looking for her sign.
She flirts with the moons, and lets them think they have her
My cheeks are rosy-red, I try to make her laugh... but...
When she was young, she saw a film
Then packed her bags and marked a date
The time has come, 2001, she's on her own space odyssey
I'm no cosmonaut, oh, I...
Tried to make her to a woman ??, What did you think
But she's set herself free
She's not equipped for black holes, and I just want her in my arms.
I'm not equipped for long-term.
She's been here, I smell her, she's like the wind before the rain.
Naked, she'd tell me only stars know what she's really thinking
She's in the arms of Jupiter, get back, this moon's a trip for her
The feeling's gone, she's swears, the stars have taken her from me.
And I...
Tried to make her to a woman ??, What did you think
But she's set herself free
She's not equipped for black holes, and I just want her in my arms.
I'm not equipped for long term, and I just want...
I found my old sketches of flying facts, with brown paper wings, and fur.
She slipped out the back door and left me, so I learned to fly.
Years fly by, it's such a view. Skin dries up, eyes go, too.
Despite what they say, I should leave it alone.
The milky way traveler, well, he's seen it all.
I took long enough to find a love at the time
The lonely star traveler could never go home...
I'm no cosmonaut.
And I don't know anymore...
There's little mean bugs in my veins.
Can I stick to you, my love?
'Cause I'll stick to anyone.
I'm in love with everyone...
But timing's placed hums in my ears(??)
I wake up stuck to someone
I wake up in other years
Does anyone believe in time, and do you feel the years went fine?
'Cause I do.
Does anyone believe in age, and do you see my skin rip up?
'Cause I do.
Does anyone believe in love, 'cause I've been afraid to face with it, and I don't.
Does anyone believe in God? And do you feel the force of hell?
'Cause I do.
Maybe I've just done it all. It's really fucking hot in here.
So I sit in the streets of time and wait.
And I try to convince myself that I am not to blame.
She swims with, and sleeps every ??? she sees.
Such is life, and such is me.
I'm asleep all the God damn time.
I can't believe any of this is real.
It's inevitable, it's all in my head
My mind is melting.
Melting, stretching, tearing ??
she cant be well... shes got the look of pots left out.
strange left over
browns and greens seeping from her lids in streams
oh no!
this cant be
right... shes been leaking from her pores all night.
off white and yellow and
in between like a kettle hot about to steam
and i grow quite confused
with
out a map or drawn instructions whats a man to do?
she is just a mess
some
thing you might find growing off of something you would never
touch without
some goggles and a mask
dr shes not looking well.quite frankly sir she looks
like hell
i must confess, im no doctor and id like to wash my hands of this
entire mess
oh this virus!
how cute it likes us!
its sweet and it gets
inside us!
we move just like it wants us to we swell and stink and pulse and
ooze
i bet this makes sense to the physicist
to me its a whole lot of
nonsense
x's and y's and the whole lack there of
me and mr science are about
to square off
and engage in an old fashioned bout of fisticuffs
if we must
talk of science and human life, ill pose my queries say
what i know and sir
well both be up all night
cant make sex with out a chemistry set
if it
has seven ears it might be inbred
relations between man and beast are strictly
forbidden!
im only hearing from 5 ears but it seems to make sense
cant make
love if its not in proper time
if it has 5 legs well then its not one of
mine
relations between mind and body just cause the eyes to strain
trying to
make sense of signs that point to lasting pain
you cant fight biology
tries to get up from her bed
the sheets are sticking to her skin and we cant
tell her that shes
turning iinto something new, an unclassified new breed of
goo.
she looks like hell and we want to help but will not touch.
her closest
friends they loose their lunch and we cant help her we
cant help her
oh this virus!
how cute! it likes us! its sweet and it gets inside
we move just like it wants us to.we swell and stink and pulse and
ooze.
makes sense to a physicist
and to a biologist
not to a comic book
enthusiast
makes sense to a scientist and to an alchemist
not to a
scientologist
makes sense to a scientist
but i get none of this
im getting