I first saw you.
You had on blue jeans.
Your eyes couldn’t hide anything.
I saw you breathing
And I saw you staring out in space.
I next saw you, you was at a party.
Thought you wasn’t cool, oh so flirty.
I came against.
Didn’t say excuse.
You knew what I was doing,
We looked very fine ’cause we were leaving.
Like Saint Joan, doing a cool, cool jerk
Oh I want you, Oh I want you… like a kangaroo…
Author: Hugo Gameiro
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This Mortal Coil – Kangaroo
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Fiona Apple – Why Try To Change Me Now
I’m sentimental
So I walk in the rain
I’ve got some habits
even I cant explain
Go to the corner
and I end up in SpainWhy try to change me now?
I seat and day dream
I got day dreams galore
Cigarette ashes that they go on the floor
Go away weekend
Leave my keys in the doorWhy try to change me now?
Why cant I be more conventional
People talk and they stay… So I try
But that cant be
cos I cant see
my strange little world
just go passing me by
let people wonder
let them laugh let them frown
you know I love you
till the moon is upside down
don’t you remember
I was always your clownWhy try to change me now?
Why cant I be more conventional
People talk and they stay…. So I try
But that cant be
cos I cant see
my strange little world
just go passing me by
let people wonder
let them laugh let them frown
you know I love you
till the moon is upside down
don’t you remember
I was always your clownWhy try to change me?
Why would you want to change me?
Why try to change me now?————————————
A Tribute To Cy Coleman
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Serradura – Mário de Sá Carneiro
A minha vida sentou-se
E não há quem a levante,
Que desde o Poente ao Levante
A minha vida fartou-se.E ei-la, a mona, lá está,
Estendida, a perna traçada,
No infindável sofá
Da minha Alma estofada.Pois é assim: a minh’Alma
Outrora a sonhar de Rússias,
Espapaçou-se de calma,
E hoje sonha só pelúcias.Vai aos Cafés, pede um bock,
Lê o “Matin” de castigo,
E não há nenhum remoque
Que a regresse ao Oiro antigo!Dentro de mim é um fardo
Que não pesa, mas que maça:
O zumbido dum moscardo,
Ou comichão que não passa.Folhetim da “Capital”
Pelo nosso Júlio Dantas –
Ou qualquer coisa entre tantas
Duma antipatia igual…O raio já bebe vinho,
Coisa que nunca fazia,
E fuma o seu cigarrinho
Em plena burocracia!…Qualquer dia, pela certa,
Quando eu mal me precate,
É capaz dum disparate,
Se encontra a porta aberta…Isto assim não pode ser…
Mas como achar um remédio?
– Pra acabar este intermédio
Lembrei-me de endoidecer:O que era fácil – partindo
Os móveis do meu hotel,
Ou para a rua saindo
De barrete de papelA gritar “Viva a Alemanha”…
Mas a minh’Alma, em verdade,
Não merece tal façanha,
Tal prova de lealdade…Vou deixá-la – decidido –
No lavabo dum Café,
Como um anel esquecido.
É um fim mais raffiné.Serradura – Mário de Sá Carneiro
Paris – Setembro 1915
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Analysis of long tail keywords for SEO with Google Analytics
After the recent Mayday update to Google SERP I decided to have a look into how much was the long tail keywords influenced by this.Long tail keywords are normally keywords with 3 or more words. To track it down I used the following regular expression: [^\s\+]+(\s|\+)+[^\s\+]+(\s|\+)+[^\s\+]+
Steps inside Google Analytics. Traffic Sources->Search Engines->Google->Non paid
On the filter keyword [containing] I input the regular expression: [^\s\+]+(\s|\+)+[^\s\+]+(\s|\+)+[^\s\+]+
After I just tracked down the last 3 month number of visits with and without filtering the long tail and calculated the % value of the longtail.
long tail keywords/total organic = % of the value for the long tail
5 minutes and I realised that mayday update did *not* influence my sites long tail keywords.
Hope that helps and if someone knows of a simpler or more effective way to do this I would love to know.
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I Know It’s Over – The Smiths
Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my headAnd as I climb into an empty bedOh well… enough said.I know it’s over – still I clingI don’t know where else I can goOver …Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my headSee, the sea wants to take meThe knife wants to slit meDo you think you can help me ?Sad veiled bride, please be happyHandsome groom, give her roomLoud, loutish lover, treat her kindly(Though she needs youMore than she loves you)And I know it’s over – still I clingI don’t know where else I can goOver and over and over and overOver and over, la …I know it’s overAnd it never really beganBut in my heart it was so realAnd you even spoke to me, and said :“If you’re so funnyThen why are you on your own tonight ?And if you’re so cleverThen why are you on your own tonight ?If you’re so very entertainingThen why are you on your own tonight ?If you’re so very good-lookingWhy do you sleep alone tonight ?I know …‘Cause tonight is just like any other nightThat’s why you’re on your own tonightWith your triumphs and good charmsWhile they’re all there in each other’s arms…”It’s so easy to laughIt’s so easy to hateIt takes strength to be gentle and kindOver, over, over, overIt’s so easy to laughIt’s to easy to hateIt takes guts to be gentle and kindOver, overLove is Natural and RealBut not for you, my loveNot tonight, my loveLove is Natural and RealBut not for such as you and I, my loveOh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head