Jennette McCurdy: Country Cares For St. Jude

Jennette McCurdy: Country Cares For St. Jude

Jennette McCurdy sticks her head out from around her new friend, a St. Jude Children’s Research Hospital patient, during the Country Cares for St. Jude Kids seminar in Memphis, Tenn., over the weekend.

Country Cares brings together all facets of the music industry with one goal: to support the lifesaving mission of St. Jude. More than 30 artists toured the hospital to meet with patients and help raise awareness for St. Jude, the nation’s top children’s cancer hospital.

Check out videos from the event at CountryCares.org!

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  • http://haveithollywood.blogspot.com/ HIH

    nawww XD

  • nistelrooy j.park

    sabe eu teamo pra sempre linda vc e a mais linda do mundo.

  • nistelrooy j.park

    sa linda eu sou compositor linda faso musicas pra vc ja fis 12 musicas pra vc sou do brazil não falo ingles uso tradudor. teamo de linda .linda linda linda linda linda

  • nistelrooy j.park

    Eu devia estar contente
    Porque eu tenho um emprego
    Sou um dito cidadão respeitável
    E ganho quatro mil cruzeiros
    Por mês…

    Eu devia agradecer ao Senhor
    Por ter tido sucesso
    Na vida como artista
    Eu devia estar feliz
    Porque consegui comprar
    Um Corcel 73…

    Eu devia estar alegre
    E satisfeito
    Por morar em Ipanema
    Depois de ter passado
    Fome por dois anos
    Aqui na Cidade Maravilhosa…

    Ah!
    Eu devia estar sorrindo
    E orgulhoso
    Por ter finalmente vencido na vida
    Mas eu acho isso uma grande piada
    E um tanto quanto perigosa…

    Eu devia estar contente
    Por ter conseguido
    Tudo o que eu quis
    Mas confesso abestalhado
    Que eu estou decepcionado…

    Porque foi tão fácil conseguir
    E agora eu me pergunto “e daí?”
    Eu tenho uma porção
    De coisas grandes prá conquistar
    E eu não posso ficar aí parado…

    Eu devia estar feliz pelo Senhor
    Ter me concedido o domingo
    Prá ir com a família
    No Jardim Zoológico
    Dar pipoca aos macacos…

    Ah!
    Mas que sujeito chato sou eu
    Que não acha nada engraçado
    Macaco, praia, carro
    Jornal, tobogã
    Eu acho tudo isso um saco…

    É você olhar no espelho
    Se sentir
    Um grandessíssimo idiota
    Saber que é humano
    Ridículo, limitado
    Que só usa dez por cento
    De sua cabeça animal…

    E você ainda acredita
    Que é um doutor
    Padre ou policial
    Que está contribuindo
    Com sua parte
    Para o nosso belo
    Quadro social…

    Eu que não me sento
    No trono de um apartamento
    Com a boca escancarada
    Cheia de dentes
    Esperando a morte chegar…

    Porque longe das cercas
    Embandeiradas
    Que separam quintais
    No cume calmo
    Do meu olho que vê
    Assenta a sombra sonora
    De um disco voador…

    Ah!
    Eu que não me sento
    No trono de um apartamento
    Com a boca escancarada
    Cheia de dentes
    Esperando a morte chegar…
    [raul seixas]

  • nistelrooy j.park

    That I’ve walked all around the world looking for was just a dream He told me:

    Sometimes you ask me
    Why am I so quiet,
    I speak not of love almost anything
    Nor am smiling next to you.

    You think of me every time.
    Eat me, spit me, me.
    Maybe you do not understand,
    But today I’ll show you.

    I am the starlight;
    I am the color of the moon;
    I am the stuff of life;
    I’m afraid to love.

    I am afraid of the weak;
    The power of imagination;
    The player’s bluff;
    I am! … I was! … I will! …

    Gita! Gita! Gita!
    Gita! Gita!

    I’m your sacrifice;
    The card counter to;
    Blood in the eye of the vampire
    And the vows of a curse.

    I am the candle that lights up;
    I am the light that is extinguished;
    I’m on the edge;
    I am everything and nothing.

    Why you ask?
    Questions will not show you
    I am made of earth,
    Fire, water and air!

    You got me all day,
    Do not know if it’s good or bad.
    But know that I’m into you,
    But you’re not me.

    I am of the roof tiles;
    Fishing for fishermen;
    The letter “A” is my name;
    Dream I am in love.

    I am the housewife
    Get you pay in the world;
    I am the hand of the executioner;
    I’m shallow, wide and deep.

    Gita! Gita! Gita!
    Gita! Gita!

    I’m the fly in soup
    And the shark’s tooth;
    I am the eyes of the blind
    And the blindness of vision.

    I!
    But I am the bitter tongue,
    The mother, father and grandfather;
    The son who has not yet come;
    The beginning and the end and the middle.
    The beginning and the end and the middle.
    I am the beginning,
    The end and the middle.
    I am the beginning
    The end and the middle.[raul seixas]

  • nistelrooy j.park

    I should be glad
    Because I have a job
    I am a respectable citizen said
    And won four thousand cruises
    For months …

    I should thank the Lord
    For succeeding
    In life as an artist
    I should be happy
    Because I could buy
    A Charger 73 …

    I should be happy
    And satisfied
    Why live in Ipanema
    After spending
    Hunger for two years
    Here in the City Beautiful …

    Ah!
    I should be smiling
    And proud
    Having finally beaten in the life
    But I think it’s a big joke
    And somewhat dangerous …

    I should be glad
    Having achieved
    All I wanted
    But I confess stupid
    I’m disappointed …

    Because it was so easy to get
    And now I wonder “so what?”
    I have a lot
    Big things to conquer
    And I can not stand there …

    I should be happy for the Lord
    Giving me the Sunday
    To go with the family
    In Zoo
    Giving monkeys the popcorn …

    Ah!
    But I’m that annoying guy
    Who does not find anything funny
    Monkey Beach, Car
    Newspapers, toboggan
    I find it all a bag …

    Are you looking in the mirror
    Feel
    An idiot grandessíssimo
    Knowing what is human
    Ridiculous, limited
    That only uses ten percent
    His head animal …

    And you still believe
    What is a doctor
    Priest or Police
    That is contributing
    With his share
    To our beautiful
    Membership …

    I do not sit
    On the throne of an apartment
    With gaping mouth
    Full of teeth
    Waiting for death to come …

    Because away from the fences
    Flagged
    Separating backyards
    At the summit calm
    From my seeing eye
    Underpinning the sound shadow
    A flying saucer …

    Ah!
    I do not sit
    On the throne of an apartment
    With gaping mouth
    Full of teeth
    Waiting for death to come … [raul seixas]