sexta-feira, 6 de março de 2009

Versinhos bacanas (6)

"Springfield’s looking pretty dusty today
I see dreams coming undone
The view from inside ward nine affords too much
A town teeming with the unloved
Close the window and lock it so it’s good and tight

La la la la la la la la
La la la la

Turning Eighteen and try not to look too lost
- Have a not so nice day -
The jacket makes me straight so I can just sit back and bake
You Know I think I’m gonna stay
Talking very loud but no one hears a word I say

La la la la la la la la ...

Come visit me tonight at eight o’clock and then you’ll
See how I am not the crazy one
Voices tell me I’m the shit
Twenty days go by and every day looks the same

La la la la la la la la ...

I’m the shit"

(My Descent Into Madness, Eels)

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