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do departamento tecnho | |  | |  | | |  mvalente escreve "Na falta de tema, sugestões de bandas/músicas para ouvir com referências explicitas a tecnologia. Mais exemplos são benvindos: - Saga, House of Cards - The Runaway (Smack the mouse Someone's trying to take it all Burn the house I better get a fire wall, XML SRC and DVD What the hell It's digital insanity! )
- Jesus Jones, Perverse - Zeroes and Ones (Across the world the message flies Information, truth and lies,This time the revolution will be computerised You'll know it as you do it In real time before your eyes,Zeroes and ones will take us there.)
- Queensryche, The Warning - NM156 (Uniform printout reads end of line Protect code intact leaves little time, Microchip logic have we no more thought "Is this wrong" I enter Answers sought Punch, punch, punch, transfer this data Into code. Wide eyes watch my Number 156 is shown)
- Kraftwerk, Computer World - Computer World (Interpol and Deutsche Bank, FBI and Scotland Yard Business, Numbers, Money, People, Computer World )
- Judas Priest, Screaming for Vengeance - Electric Eye (Up here in space I'm looking down on you. My lasers trace Everything you do. You think you've private lives Think nothing of the kind. There is no true escape I'm watching all the time. I'm made of metal My circuits gleam. I am perpetual I keep the country clean. I'm elected electric spy I protected electric eye. )
- Rush, 2112 - 2112 (We are the Priests of the Temples of Syrinx Our great computers fill the hallowed halls. We are the Priests, of the Temples of Syrinx All the gifts of life are held within our walls. )
- Sigue Sigue Sputnik, Dress for Excess - Albinoni Vs. Star Wars (With digital technology An IBM for company Disco trash and D.A.T. Here comes another robbery)
- Gary Numan, The Pleasure Principle - Metal (We're in the building where they make us grow And I'm frightened by the liquid engineers Like you)
- Queensryche, Rage for Order - I Will Remember (And then we wonder how machines Can steal each other's dreams From points that are unseen...It's real)
Cumprimentos Mario Valente " | | | | | | < Salários foram decepcionantes em 2003 | E não só: Portugal! > | | gildot Login | | | Referências | | |
| Esta discussão foi arquivada. Não se pode acrescentar nenhum comentário. | | | | Roger Waters - The Bravery Of Being Out Of Range
Sir turn up the TV sound
The war has started on the ground
Just love those laser guided bombs
They're really great
For righting wrongs
You hit the target
And win the game
From bars 3,000 miles away
3,000 miles away
We play the game
With the bravery of being out of range
We zap and maim
With the bravery of being out of range
We strafe the train
With the bravery of being out of range
We gained terrain
With the bravery of being out of range
With the bravery of being out of range
We play the game
With the bravery of being out of range
Roger Waters - Late Home Tonight
Standing at the window
A farmer's wife in Oxford shire
Glances at the clock; it's nearly time for tea
She doesn't see
The phantom in the hedgerow dip its wings
Doesn't hear the engine sing
But in the cockpit's techno glow
Behind the Ray Ban© shine
The kid from Cleveland
In the comfort of routine
Scans his dials and smiles
Secure in the beauty of military life
There is no right, no wrong
Only tin cans and cordite and white cliffs
And blue skies and flight, flight, flight
The beauty of military life
No questions, only orders and flight, only flight
What a beautiful sight in his wild blue dream
The eternal child leafs through his war magazines
And his kind Uncle Sam feeds ten trillion in change
Into the total entertainment combat video game
Roger Waters - The Tide Is Turning (After Live Aid)
Now the satellite's confused
'Cos on saturday night
The airwaves were full of compassion and light
And his silicon heart warmed
To the sight of a billion candles burning
The tide is turning, Sylvester [Stallone]
Mário Gamito
www.startux.org |
| | | | By Weird Al Yankovic, original lyrics and music by Rolling Stones - Start me up.
Enjoy :)
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| | | | | Carcass - Death Certificate A grim myriad, a grey kaleidoscope, sterile, contrasting Born and die, institutionalised, a bleak epitaph, an apalogue so sad Cross indexed, cross dissected Cross referenced, contabescence Cross indexed, cross bisected Cross referenced, certificate of death/certified dead Machine coded, reduced to hard memory, in a data base Digitalised, statistical obituary, your only legacy, your final resting place
Megadeth - Mastermind Anonymous existence, rendered useless to mankind Destroy the logic volume in the confines of the mind Enmassed and purposeless, marching in a perfect line Neo-neuro torture, mental meltdoen, a heinous crime Mastermind, I tell you what to think I tell you what you need I tell you what to feel Invade the core of souls to wipe the lives away Design vacant beings, welcome the inhuman race Encrypted horror codes, directive psyche overwrite Processing brains to pabulum, Delete and format living drives I tell you what's real Hail to the power age, lest the viral hour comes Raise the flag of voltage, bow to circuitry unknown Kneel before the processor, lords of static laugh Electrons in submission, you must know who I am I tell you what to think I don't care what you thought I tell you what to get I don't care what you got
...e, claro, as óbvias
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| | | | | | Eheh quase me esquecia desta "pérola". Dificilmente será considerada música, mas cá vai:
Anal Cunt - Technology's Gay HOW MANY MEGS OF RAM DO YOU HAVE IN YOUR COMPUTER ...
TECHNOLOGY'S GAY
HEY, WHY DON'T YOU CHECK OUT MY WEBSITE AT WWW ...
TECHNOLOGY'S GAY
I LOVE LOOKING AT THE STAR TREK WEBSITE, AND I EH ...
TECHNOLOGY'S GAY
LET ME FAX YOU MY E-MAIL ADDRESS ...
TECHNOLOGY'S GAY
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| | | | - System Of A Down: Toxicity
"Conversion, software version 7.0,
Looking at life through the eyes of a tire hub,
Eating seeds as a past time activity,
The toxicity of our city, of our city";
- Weird Al Yankovich : It's All About Pentiums
"It's all about the Pentiums, baby
Uhh, uh-huh, yeah
Uhh, uh-huh, yeah
It's all about the Pentiums, baby
It's all about the Pentiums, baby
It's all about the Pentiums!
It's all about the Pentiums!
(Yeah!!)
What y'all wanna do?
Wanna be hackers? Code crackers? Slackers
Wastin' time with all the chatroom yakkers?
9 to 5, chillin' at Hewlett Packard?
Workin' at a desk with a dumb little placard?
Yeah, payin' the bills with my mad programming skills
Defraggin' my hard drive for thrills
I got me a hundred gigabytes of RAM
I never feed trolls and I don't read spam
Installed a T1 line in my house
Always at my PC, double-clickin' on my mizouse
Upgrade my system at least twice a day
I'm strictly plug-and-play, I ain't afraid of Y2K
I'm down with Bill Gates, I call him Money for short
I phone him up at home and I make him do my tech support
It's all about the Pentiums, what?
You gotta be the dumbest newbie I've ever seen
You've got white-out all over your screen
You think your Commodore 64 is really neato
What kinda chip you got in there, a Dorito?
You're usin' a 286? Don't make me laugh
Your Windows boots up in what, a day and a half?
You could back up your whole hard drive on a floppy diskette
You're the biggest joke on the Internet
Your database is a disaster
You're waxin' your modem, tryin' to make it go faster
Hey fella, I bet you're still livin' in your parents' cellar
Downloadin' pictures of Sarah Michelle Gellar
And postin' "Me too!" like some brain-dead AOL-er
I should do the world a favor and cap you like Old Yeller
You're just about as useless as jpegs to Helen Keller
It's all about the Pentiums!
It's all about the Pentiums!
It's all about the Pentiums!
It's all about the Pentiums!
What y'all wanna do?
Wanna be hackers? Code crackers? Slackers
Wastin' time with all the chatroom yakkers?
9 to 5, chillin' at Hewlett Packard?
Uh, uh, loggin' in now
Wanna run wit my crew, hah?
Rule cyberspace and crunch numbers like I do?
They call me the king of the spreadsheets
Got'em all printed out on my bedsheets
My new computer's got the clocks, it rocks
But it was obsolete before I opened the box
You say you've had your desktop for over a week?
Throw that junk away, man, it's an antique!
Your laptop is a month old? Well, that's great
If you could use a nice, heavy paperweight
My digital media is write-protected
Every file inspected, no viruses detected
I beta tested every operating system
Gave props to some, and others? I dissed'em
While your computer's crashin', mine's multitaskin'
It does all my work without me even askin'
Got a flat-screen monitor, 40" wide
I believe that yours says, "Etch-A-Sketch" on the side
In a 32-bit world, you're a 2-bit user
You've got your own newsgroup, alt.total-loser
Your motherboard melts when you try to send a fax
Where'd you get your CPU, in a box of Cracker Jacks?
Play me online? Well, you know that I'll beat you
If I ever meet you I'll control-alt-delete you
What?
It's all about the Pentiums!
It's all about the Pentiums!
It's all about the Pentiums!
It's all about the Pentiums!
What y'all wanna do?
Wanna be hackers? Code crackers? Slackers
Wastin' time with all the chatroom yakkers?
9 to 5, chillin' at Hewlett Packard?
What?";
Tenho dito.
Been there, done that, didn't wake up with the t-shirt... |
| | | | (do álbum Dehumanizer, 1992...)
Waiting for the revolution
New clear vision - genocide
Computerize god - it's the new religion
Program the brain - not the heartbeat
Onward all you crystal soldiers
Touch tomorrow - energize
Digital dreams
And you're the next correction
Man's a mistake so we'll fix it, yeah
Take a look at your own reflection
Right before your eyes
It turns to steel
Chorus:
There's another side of heaven
This way - to technical paradise
Find it on the other side
When the walls fall down
Love is automatic pleasure
Virtual reality
Terminal hate - it's a calculation
Send in the child for connection
Take a look at the toys around you
Right before your eyes
The toys are real
Chorus
Midnight confessions
Never heal the soul
What you believe is fantasy
Your past is your future
Left behind
Lost in time
Will you surrender
Waiting for the revolution
Program the brain
Not the heartbeat
Deliver us to evil
Deny us of our faith
Robotic hearts bleed poison
On the world we populate
Virtual existence
With a superhuman mind
The ultimate creation
Destroyer of mankind
Termination of our youth
For we do not compute
No !
"It is every citizen's final duty to go into the tanks and become one with all the people."
- Chairman Sheng-ji Yang, "Ethics for Tomorrow" |
| | | | real Unix owner
May I have your attention please?
May I have your attention please?
Will the real UNIX Owner please stand up?
I repeat, will the real UNIX Owner please stand up?
We're gonna have a problem here... Y'all act like you never seen linux source code before
Jaws all on the floor like Bruce, like Linus just burst in the door
and started whoopin that SCO's ass worse than before
they were first with the source, throwin it over IBM (Ahh!)
It's the return of the... "Ah, wait, no way, you're kidding,
he didn't just say what I think he did, did he?"
And Novell Man said... nothing you idiots!
Novell Man's dead, he's locked in my basement!
(Ha-ha!)
Kernel lovin men love Novell too
SCO UNIX, I'm sick of it
Look at them, walkin around suing users'
you-know-what
Flippin the you-know-who,
"Yeah, but he's so cute though!"
Yeah, SCO probably got a couple of screws up in the head loose
But no worse, than what's goin on in their corporate boardrooms
Sometimes, I wanna get on Slashdot and just let loose, but can't
but it's cool for Cowboy Neal to spread his lie caboose
"My source is on your lips, my source is on your lips"
And if I'm lucky, you might just give it a little kiss
And that's the message that we deliver to little kids
And expect them not to know what an OS's source code is
Of course they gonna know what linux sourse is By the time they hit fourth grade
They got the Discovery Channel don't they?
"We ain't nothing but hackers.." Well, some of us are slackers
who cut other people open like smashed crackers
But if we can hack a dead OS and take our source
then there's no reason that a man and his penguin can't recourse
But if you feel like I feel, I got the antidote
Men here wave anti-SCO flags, sing the chorus and it goes I'm UNIX Owner, yes I'm the real Owner
All you other UNIX Owners are just lying loaners
So won't the real UNIX Owner please stand up,
please stand up, please stand up? Anonymous Coward@slashdot.org
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| | | | Artist: BT Song: The Revolution Combat now to hear what's back Combat now to hear what's back The revolution will be televised The revolution will be televised What's back, what's back, back, back Yeah! The revolution Yeah! The revolution The revolution will be televised The revolution Welcome to the world of computer chips Manuscripts ready to everybody Seal your lips Fall the mic, come to clear your sight Combat now to hear what's back TV screens come the satellite feeds Fall the mic, come to clear your sight This type of game comes no surprise Ready & wise The revolution will be televised The revolution will be televised The revolution will be a war of attrition Room splats with something The revolution will fought on all forms of media It will be fought on phone wires On cable modems On our cell phones On our phone lines The revolution that we fought Stand in the face of our grieving Caught in the deep line of our people On the greyest nights Or wage war however necessary See your means liking into our fight Market our cookiecutter Persevere our grey summer This revolution is not free This revolution is not free This powerful This revolution is our revolution And we embrace our revolution Sign on the show This lies on false revelation This is our revolution And our revolution has come The revolution will be televised(4x) The revolution The revolution The revolution The revolution will be televised The revolution The revolution The revolution The revolution The revolution will be televised The revolution will be televised
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