@Renatowski: Se sempre combinares uma jantarada com o João em Lx avisa. Lá estarei!

E verdade…as saudades ja sao muitas. Em que dia vais? Estava a pensar marcar um jantar com o Joao, o que dizes?

Grande Som, ouve Seabra is Mad o grande sucesso dos Ithaka, ja la vao uns anos.

Grande Abraco,
Renato.

P.S. Obrigado pelo equipamento, espero que esteja tudo em ordem.

Ithaka – ‘N Portugal

Ithaka got love for Portugal
Cuz I lived a lot of years in Portugal

Cuz I got alotta bros in Portugal
Cuz I found my soul in Portugal

Ithaka ain’t from the old school,
Ithaka ain’t from the new
I came swimming into the picture
From the depths of the blue

With my fins dried out dragged myself to town
Still didn’t know it if I was lost, or if I was found

No job no friend no money not funny
Stepchild in Lisboa
With no milkshakes or honey

But I be gliding I be rolling
Treatin’ time like it be stolen

Take the whole story back to the year 1992
Cuz sometimes you gotta do WHATCHA GOTTA DO*

Time for me to ESCAPE FROM THE CITY* of devils
It was the riddle of life that I was trying to unravel

I had to get out of there
While there was going to get

I was flat broke… In Portugal
Ate alot of caldo verde… In Portugal
Drank alot of Super Bock…..in Portugal
Smoked alot of ganza in…Portugal

I was flat broke… In Portugal
Ate alot of caldo verde… In Portugal
Drank alot of Super Bock…..in Portugal
Smoked alot of ganza in…Portugal

I LOOK TO THE BLUE*
‘Cuz I’m THE BUM WITH BLUE BLOOD*
BEEN FOUR long YEARS*
Since I made KETCHUP LOVE*

Pretty Little, Pretty Little
pretty pretty STELLAFLY*
Won’t you please baby please
be my SUBSTANCE-FREE EXHILE*

But she said:
No! It’s time for you to roam
So catch the SUSHI-PACK SUBWAY*
Get yourself on home

I walk the street with no STREET LOYALTY*
‘Cuz I be from the sea, I be the FISHDADDY*

In my SPIRITUAL GRAVEYARD*, there I was stuck
Wasn’t easy like I thought to just, SO GET UP*

THE RISE AND FALL OF A FORTUNE*
That was the next PLOT*

SUNNY THE BUNNY* split with my money
But he never got caught

ERASE THE SLATE OF HATE,
ERASE THE SLATE OF HATE*
With some FLOWERS AND THE COLOR OF PAINT*

There’s a lot of sugar dolls… In Portugal
And I made a lot of love … In Portugal
But I didn’t make babies… In Portugal
‘Cuz I always wore a glove… In Portugal

There’s a lot of sugar dolls… In Portugal
And I made a lot of love … In Portugal
But I didn’t make babies… In Portugal
‘Cuz I always wore a glove… In Portugal

BUTTERFLY OF WISDOM*
said, STAY STRONG LITTLE BROTHER*
AIN’T NO BREEZE*,
so STONEMOBILE* on down
To the ALABAMA CAVE PARTY*

KING TARDY’s* UMBILIBUS* arrived at two
With the ESCAPE FROM THE CITY OF ANGEL* crew

Then it was URSULA of ITHAKA*,
CAPRICORN and CANCER*
And SEABRA IS MAD*
from SOMEWHERE SOUTH OF GIBRALTAR*

Later, met PIGEON LADY*
at EDEN BY THE SEA*
She’s a SLEEPDRIVER*
But she makes GOOD COOKIES*…

Oatmeal chocolate chip cookies

Now I’m speeding through the decades
Like they was red lights

Keeping a lead on the loanshark
That lent me the good life

I’m out there living mine all the time,
Cuz rhymes don’t grow in the garden

Portugal, I’m missing you
You was down with me
and I’m down with you

Portugal, I’m missing you
You’re a part of me
and I’m a part of you

Peace and love… In Portugal
The sky’s still blue… In Portugal
Reefs and points… In Portugal
Scored the barrel of my life… In Portugal

Scribed a lot of rhymes… In Portugal
Made a demo… In Portugal
Cut two albums… In Portugal
Yes, life was good… In Portugal

Portugal, I’m missing you
You was down with me
and I’m down with you

Portugal, I’m missing you
You’re a part of me
and I’m a part of you

• * titles of existing Ithaka songs that were:
• written in Portugal,
• recorded in Portugal,
or inspired by Portugal.