se eu um dia tomar ácidos que nem uma hippie de woodstock, vai ser esta a minha banda sonora:
Who's in a bunker?
Who's in a bunker?
Women and children first
And the children first
And the children
I'll laugh until my head comes off
I'll swallow till I burst
Until I burst
Until I
Who's in a bunker?
Who's in a bunker?
I have seen too much
You haven't seen enough
You haven't seen it
I'll laugh until my head comes off
Women and children first
And children first
And children
Here I'm allowed
Everything all of the time
Here I'm allowed
Everything all of the time
(...)
radiohead
Who's in a bunker?
Women and children first
And the children first
And the children
I'll laugh until my head comes off
I'll swallow till I burst
Until I burst
Until I
Who's in a bunker?
Who's in a bunker?
I have seen too much
You haven't seen enough
You haven't seen it
I'll laugh until my head comes off
Women and children first
And children first
And children
Here I'm allowed
Everything all of the time
Here I'm allowed
Everything all of the time
(...)
radiohead
Então mas... mas... e os clássicos, hein? Não há ácidos sem Doors, Janis ou Jefferson Airplane. (Gostas do modo asqueroso como eu fiz a minha entrada neste teu sítio bonito?)
ResponderEliminarGostamos de ti, do nome, dos Broken Social Scene. Temos saudades do afago também. Quero rever-te em breve.
(E obrigada pela lembrança. É muito lisonjeiro *)
maria joão