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Prince of Rock
Saulo Oliveira S., often just Saulo, aka Prince of Rock, is a british-brazilian Rock musician, singer-songwriter. His work is influenced by classic rock. His fresh EP "Prince of Rock" is out now. Check out his entire catalogue at Apple Music and keep up with recent projects on official Twitter account, both linked below.
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
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
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
You can get the lyrics at
https://www.lyrics.com/sublyric/123505/Saulo+Oliveira+S./Renewing+Rock+N+Roll
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.
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 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.
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 a political rock opera. Here neither fascism communism nor democracy nor anarchy worked. The kids, now, are in charge, proving that the evil nature of mankind is innate. It talks about corruption, hypocrisy and the fact that mankind is always doomed to subjugate each other. Here there is a new type 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?