Renewing Rock N Roll  is the first single from the upcoming E.P. "Prince of Rock" by 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.

Prince of Rock

Macneil

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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

That Liar Never Walked on the Water

That Liar Never Walked On The Water

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

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.

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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.

Wild Horizon

Memory Lane

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.

The Doors Of Perception

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.

Lockdown

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