Father wears his Sunday best
Mother's tired, she needs a rest
The kids are playing up downstairs
Sister's sighing in her sleep (ah)
Brother's got a date to keep, he can't hang around

Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our

Our house, it has a crowd
There's always something happening
And it's usually quite loud
Our mum she's so house-proud
Nothing ever slows her down and a mess is not allowed

Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our
Our house, in the middle of our street 
Our house, in the middle of our (something tells you that you've got to move away from it)

Father gets up late for work
Mother has to iron his shirt
Then she sends the kids to school
Sees them off with a small kiss (ah)
She's the one they're going to miss in lots of ways

Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our

I remember way back then when everything was true and when
We would have such a very good time, such a fine time
Such a happy time
And I remember how we'd play, simply waste the day away
Then we'd say nothing would come between us
Two dreamers

Father wears his Sunday best
Mother's tired, she needs a rest
The kids are playing up downstairs
Sister's sighing in her sleep
Brother's got a date to keep, he can't hang around

Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our

Our house, was our castle and our keep
Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, that was where we used to sleep
Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our street, our house

#ourhouse
#sofalovers 
#madness 
#vinylcollection 
#stickers

Father wears his Sunday best
Mother's tired, she needs a rest
The kids are playing up downstairs
Sister's sighing in her sleep (ah)
Brother's got a date to keep, he can't hang around

Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our

Our house, it has a crowd
There's always something happening
And it's usually quite loud
Our mum she's so house-proud
Nothing ever slows her down and a mess is not allowed

Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our
Our house, in the middle of our street 
Our house, in the middle of our (something tells you that you've got to move away from it)

Father gets up late for work
Mother has to iron his shirt
Then she sends the kids to school
Sees them off with a small kiss (ah)
She's the one they're going to miss in lots of ways

Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our

I remember way back then when everything was true and when
We would have such a very good time, such a fine time
Such a happy time
And I remember how we'd play, simply waste the day away
Then we'd say nothing would come between us
Two dreamers

Father wears his Sunday best
Mother's tired, she needs a rest
The kids are playing up downstairs
Sister's sighing in her sleep
Brother's got a date to keep, he can't hang around

Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our

Our house, was our castle and our keep
Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, that was where we used to sleep
Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our street, our house

#ourhouse
#sofalovers
#madness
#vinylcollection
#stickers

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@vaniadamin Instagram Profile 15 August, 2019

Ficou lindo! Super aconchegante! Saudades! 🤩💖💖💖

@rosanathaysa Instagram Profile 14 August, 2019

Que casa charmosinha. 😍 Amo Madness. 💖

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London, United Kingdom

London calling to the faraway towns
Now war is declared and battle come down
London calling to the underworld
Come out of the cupboard, you boys and girls
London calling, now don't look to us
Phony Beatlemania has bitten the dust
London calling, see we ain't got no swing
Except for the ring of that truncheon thing
The ice age is coming, the sun is zooming in
Meltdown expected, the wheat is growin' thin
Engines stop running, but I have no fear
'Cause London is drowning, and I, I live by the river
London calling to the imitation zone
Forget it, brother, you can go it alone
London calling to the zombies of death
Quit holding out and draw another breath
London calling and I don't want to shout
But when we were talking I saw you nodding out
London calling, see we ain't got no high
Except for that one with the yellowy eye
The ice age is coming, the sun is zooming in
Engines stop running, the wheat is growin' thin
A nuclear era, but I have no fear
'Cause London is drowning, and I, I live by the river
The ice age is coming, the sun is zooming in
Engines stop running, the wheat is growin' thin
A nuclear era, but I have no fear
'Cause London is drowning, and I, I live by the river
Now get this
London calling, yes, I was there, too
And you know what they said? Well, some of it was true!
London calling at the top of the dial
And after all this, won't you give me a smile?
I never felt so much alike alike alike

#londoncalling
#theclash
#theonlybandthatmatters
#índioarteirodavovó

London calling to the faraway towns
Now war is declared and battle come down
London calling to the underworld
Come out of the cupboard, you boys and girls
London calling, now don't look to us
Phony Beatlemania has bitten the dust
London calling, see we ain't got no swing
Except for the ring of that truncheon thing
The ice age is coming, the sun is zooming in
Meltdown expected, the wheat is growin' thin
Engines stop running, but I have no fear
'Cause London is drowning, and I, I live by the river
London calling to the imitation zone
Forget it, brother, you can go it alone
London calling to the zombies of death
Quit holding out and draw another breath
London calling and I don't want to shout
But when we were talking I saw you nodding out
London calling, see we ain't got no high
Except for that one with the yellowy eye
The ice age is coming, the sun is zooming in
Engines stop running, the wheat is growin' thin
A nuclear era, but I have no fear
'Cause London is drowning, and I, I live by the river
The ice age is coming, the sun is zooming in
Engines stop running, the wheat is growin' thin
A nuclear era, but I have no fear
'Cause London is drowning, and I, I live by the river
Now get this
London calling, yes, I was there, too
And you know what they said? Well, some of it was true!
London calling at the top of the dial
And after all this, won't you give me a smile?
I never felt so much alike alike alike

#londoncalling 
#theclash 
#theonlybandthatmatters 
#índioarteirodavovó
47 0 16 October, 2019
Long time ago, when we fought Nazis

#fightfascism 
#antifascist 
#fcknzs 
#lovewillwin 
#índioarteirodavovó
63 0 7 October, 2019
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Pointe du Hoc

Make love, not war...
But war against fascism is lovely ❤

#ddaybeaches
#fcknzs
#antifascist
#bunkerlife
#índioarteirodavovó

Make love, not war...
But war against fascism is lovely ❤

#ddaybeaches
#fcknzs 
#antifascist 
#bunkerlife
#índioarteirodavovó
90 0 6 October, 2019
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Chelsea, London

"A man and his car." 2019, Liquid Crystal on Glass

#art
#oldcars
#funnytimes
#índioarteirodavovó

"A man and his car." 2019, Liquid Crystal on Glass

#art
#oldcars 
#funnytimes
#índioarteirodavovó
83 0 24 September, 2019
Weeding anniversary, 3 years. 
Love, booze and food.

#weedinganniversary 
#3years 
#letsgetwild 
#especialzinho 
#vidadecasado 
#índioarteirodavovó
77 0 23 September, 2019
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Fori Imperiali

#tbt de uma das nossas melhores viagens curtindo o rescaldo do verão.

#rome
#holidayitsover
#especialzinho
#índioarteirodavovó

#tbt de uma das nossas melhores viagens curtindo o rescaldo do verão.

#rome 
#holidayitsover 
#especialzinho 
#índioarteirodavovó
80 0 19 September, 2019
Saturday night mood... @thiago_borella  B'day 
#friends 
#beer 
#funnytimes 
#índioarteirodavovó
58 0 14 September, 2019
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Colosseo

Type of the antique Rome! Rich reliquary Of lofty contemplation left to Time
By buried centuries of pomp and power!
At length—at length—after so many days
Of weary pilgrimage and burning thirst,
(Thirst for the springs of lore that in thee lie,) I kneel, an altered and an humble man,
Amid thy shadows, and so drink within
My very soul thy grandeur, gloom, and glory!
Vastness! and Age! and Memories of Eld!
Silence! and Desolation! and dim Night!
I feel ye now—I feel ye in your strength—
O spells more sure than e’er Judaean king Taught in the gardens of Gethsemane!
O charms more potent than the rapt
Chaldee Ever drew down from out the quiet stars!
Here, where a hero fell, a column falls!
Here, where the mimic eagle glared in gold,
A midnight vigil holds the swarthy bat!
Here, where the dames of Rome their gilded hair
Waved to the wind, now wave the reed and thistle!
Here, where on golden throne the monarch lolled,
Glides, spectre-like, unto his marble home,
Lit by the wanlight—wan light of the horned moon,
The swift and silent lizard of the stones! But stay! these walls—these ivy-clad arcades—
These mouldering plinths—these sad and blackened shafts—
These vague entablatures—this crumbling frieze—
These shattered cornices—this wreck—this ruin—
These stones—alas! these gray stones—are they all—
All of the famed, and the colossal left
By the corrosive Hours to Fate and me? “Not all”—the Echoes answer me—“not all! “Prophetic sounds and loud, arise forever “From us, and from all Ruin, unto the wise, “As melody from Memnon to the Sun. “We rule the hearts of mightiest men—we rule “With a despotic sway all giant minds. “We are not impotent—we pallid stones. “Not all our power is gone—not all our fame— “Not all the magic of our high renown— “Not all the wonder that encircles us— “Not all the mysteries that in us lie— “Not all the memories that hang upon “And cling around about us as a garment, “Clothing us in a robe of more than glory.” #edgarallanpoe
#poetry
#coliseum
#rome
#índioarteirodavovó

Type of the antique Rome! Rich reliquary Of lofty contemplation left to Time 
By buried centuries of pomp and power! 
At length—at length—after so many days
Of weary pilgrimage and burning thirst,
(Thirst for the springs of lore that in thee lie,) I kneel, an altered and an humble man,
Amid thy shadows, and so drink within 
My very soul thy grandeur, gloom, and glory! 
Vastness! and Age! and Memories of Eld!
Silence! and Desolation! and dim Night! 
I feel ye now—I feel ye in your strength— 
O spells more sure than e’er Judaean king Taught in the gardens of Gethsemane! 
O charms more potent than the rapt
 Chaldee Ever drew down from out the quiet stars! 
Here, where a hero fell, a column falls!
 Here, where the mimic eagle glared in gold, 
A midnight vigil holds the swarthy bat!
 Here, where the dames of Rome their gilded hair 
Waved to the wind, now wave the reed and thistle! 
Here, where on golden throne the monarch lolled, 
Glides, spectre-like, unto his marble home,
 Lit by the wanlight—wan light of the horned moon, 
The swift and silent lizard of the stones!  But stay! these walls—these ivy-clad arcades— 
These mouldering plinths—these sad and blackened shafts— 
These vague entablatures—this crumbling frieze— 
These shattered cornices—this wreck—this ruin— 
These stones—alas! these gray stones—are they all— 
All of the famed, and the colossal left 
By the corrosive Hours to Fate and me? “Not all”—the Echoes answer me—“not all! “Prophetic sounds and loud, arise forever “From us, and from all Ruin, unto the wise, “As melody from Memnon to the Sun. “We rule the hearts of mightiest men—we rule “With a despotic sway all giant minds. “We are not impotent—we pallid stones. “Not all our power is gone—not all our fame— “Not all the magic of our high renown— “Not all the wonder that encircles us— “Not all the mysteries that in us lie— “Not all the memories that hang upon “And cling around about us as a garment, “Clothing us in a robe of more than glory.” #edgarallanpoe 
#poetry 
#coliseum 
#rome 
#índioarteirodavovó
101 0 8 September, 2019
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Chourmo

Quando em Roma, faça como os Romanos... diga não ao fascismo.

#elenão
#antifascist
#7desetembro
#fascismoécrime
#índioarteirodavovó

Quando em Roma, faça como os Romanos... diga não ao fascismo.

#elenão 
#antifascist 
#7desetembro 
#fascismoécrime 
#índioarteirodavovó
75 0 7 September, 2019
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Betto E Mary

"Que parte eu vou... comer no restaurante se você me convidou?"
Bourdain, Anthony
#tripa
#pulmão
#coração
#rabobovino
#mistoromano
#carnedecavalo
#intestinogrosso
#índioarteirodavovó

"Que parte eu vou... comer no restaurante se você me convidou?"
Bourdain, Anthony 
#tripa 
#pulmão
#coração 
#rabobovino
#mistoromano
#carnedecavalo
#intestinogrosso 
#índioarteirodavovó
64 0 6 September, 2019
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Positano Coast

Dia de luz, festa de sol
E o barquinho a deslizar
No macio azul do mar
Tudo é verão, o amor se faz
No barquinho pelo mar
Que desliza sem parar
Sem intenção, nossa canção
Vai saindo desse mar
E o sol
Beija o barco e luz
Dias tão azuis

Volta do mar, desmaia o sol
E o barquinho a deslizar
E a vontade de cantar
Céu tão azul, ilhas do sul
E o barquinho, coração
Deslizando na canção
Tudo isso é paz
Tudo isso traz
Uma calma de verão
E então
O barquinho vai
E a tardinha cai

#naraleão
#summertime
#barco
#especialzinho
#índioarteirodavovó

Dia de luz, festa de sol
E o barquinho a deslizar
No macio azul do mar
Tudo é verão, o amor se faz
No barquinho pelo mar
Que desliza sem parar
Sem intenção, nossa canção
Vai saindo desse mar
E o sol
Beija o barco e luz
Dias tão azuis

Volta do mar, desmaia o sol
E o barquinho a deslizar
E a vontade de cantar
Céu tão azul, ilhas do sul
E o barquinho, coração
Deslizando na canção
Tudo isso é paz
Tudo isso traz
Uma calma de verão
E então
O barquinho vai
E a tardinha cai

#naraleão
#summertime 
#barco 
#especialzinho 
#índioarteirodavovó
85 0 5 September, 2019
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Path of the Gods

Não acredito em deus, acho que nunca acreditei.
Acredito na natureza e que ela criou tudo isso por ela mesma.
Trilha, aventura e férias.

#naturegoddess
#trilha
#ferias
#costaamalfitana
#índioarteirodavovó

Não acredito em deus, acho que nunca acreditei.
Acredito na natureza e que ela criou tudo isso por ela mesma.
Trilha, aventura e férias.

#naturegoddess 
#trilha 
#ferias
#costaamalfitana 
#índioarteirodavovó
143 0 4 September, 2019
Férias... sol, mar, comida e bebida.

#positano 
#costaamalfitana 
#especialzinho 
#agentemerece 
#índioarteirodavovó
132 0 3 September, 2019
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Grove Park, Lewisham

When your friend says "Look what I have in my sink"
And you find oysters
#oysters
#seafood
#thedinningclub
#comerebeber
#eatwithyourhands

When your friend says "Look what I have in my sink" 
And you find oysters 
#oysters 
#seafood 
#thedinningclub 
#comerebeber 
#eatwithyourhands
82 0 1 September, 2019
"House of common"
Best festival ever 
#madness 
#jimmycliff
#ziggymarley 
#twotone 
#houseofcommon
#southlondon
44 0 26 August, 2019