Wednesday, April 29, 2009

Porque hoje não é requiem...

"Please could you stop the noise Im trying to get some rest?
From all the unborn chicken voices in my head
Whats that, whats that

When I am king you will be first against the wall
With your opinion which is of no consequence at all
Whats that, whats that

Ambition makes you look pretty ugly
Kicking squealing gucci little piggy

You dont remember, you dont remember, why dont you remember my name
Off with his head man, off with his head man
Why dont you remember my name? -- I guess he does

Rain down, rain down, come on rain down on me
From a great height, from a great height, height
Rain down, rain down, come on rain down on me
From a great height, from a great height, height


Thats it sir, youre leaving,
The crackle of pig skin,
The dust and the screaming
The yuppies networking
The panic, the vomit,
The panic, the vomit
God loves his children,
God loves his children, yeah...."

Porque hoje não é requiem e as palavras não são minhas...
Paranoid Android - Radiohead

1 comments:

Anonymous said...

Uma moldura sem fotografia e nada mais. Vendida a alma ao Diabo, dificilmente a recuperamos. Ir longe não é o mesmo que ir longe de mais