Ps:

Não liguem à eventual junção da musica com a poesia. Ainda n me dei a esse trabalho... nem sei se me vou dar... mas gostava... um dia
Alias... nem liguem à poesia... ainda n me dei ao trabalho... tenho mais que fazer... isto são só laivos de uivos à lua... mas gostava um dia...

Tuesday, September 15, 2009

Show me the way

I just want to go to the land
where the party has no end.
And who do I will meet there?
Is the lady from nowhere.
As me, she just want
to have some fun,
with her cowgirl hat
and her toy’s gun.

So I run and I run, as my friend,
to the place of unconditional high.
Fun and fun without end
is all what we want just before we die

People what are you doing!?
You seem all zombies.
Put your best smile
as some happy monkeys.
Jump with satisfaction
because you are here today.
You will be the new attraction
So make mosh and say:

“Show me the way to the next whisky bar.
Release me from sadness and take me to far
away from my insanity
away from this society.”

Just do what you feel.
Don’t receive orders from any creep.
You are not a piece of steel
to be used by the blacksmith.

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