quarta-feira, 31 de outubro de 2007
segunda-feira, 29 de outubro de 2007
Mika
Grace Kelly
I wanna talk to you.
The last time we talked Mr. Smith you reduced me to
tears. I promise you that wont happen again!
Do I attract you?
Do I repulse you with my queasy smile?
Am I too dirty?
Am I too flirty?
Do I like what you like?
I could be wholesome
I could be loathsome
I guess Im a little bit shy
Why dont you like me?
Why dont you like me without making me try?
I tried to be like Grace Kelly
But all her looks were too sad
So I tried a little Freddie
Ive gone identity mad!
I could be brown
I could be blue
I could be violet sky
I could be hurtful
I could be purple
I could be anything you like
Gotta be green
Gotta be mean
Gotta be everything more
Why dont you like me?
Why dont you like me?
Why dont you walk out the door!
Getting angry doesn't solve anything.
How can I help it
How can I help it
How can I help what you think?
Hello my baby
Hello my baby
Putting my life on the brink
Why dont you like me
Why dont you like me
Why dont you like yourself?
Should I bend over?
Should I look older just to be put on your shelf?
I tried to be like Grace Kelly
But all her looks were too sad
So I tried a little Freddie
Ive gone identity mad!
I could be brown
I could be blue
I could be violet sky
I could be hurtful
I could be purple
I could be anything you like
Gotta be green
Gotta be mean
Gotta be everything more
Why dont you like me?
Why dont you like me?
Walk out the door!
Say what you want to satisfy yourself
But you only want what everybody else says you should
want, you want
I could be brown
I could be blue
I could be violet sky
I could be hurtful
I could be purple
I could be anything you like
Gotta be green
Gotta be mean
Gotta be everything more
Why dont you like me?
Why dont you like me?
Walk out the door!
I could be brown
I could be blue
I could be violet sky
I could be hurtful
I could be purple
I could be anything you like
Gotta be green
Gotta be mean
Gotta be everything more
Why dont you like me?
Why dont you like me?
Walk out the door!
Humphrey...
We're Leaving
Postado por André! às 21:59 1 comentários
domingo, 28 de outubro de 2007
Trecho de "Poema em Linha Reta"
Quem me dera ouvir de alguém a voz humana Arre, estou farto de semideuses! Alvaro de Campos
Que confessasse não um pecado, mas uma infâmia;
Que contasse, não uma violência, mas uma cobardia!
Não, são todos o Ideal, se os oiço e me falam.
Quem há neste largo mundo que me confesse que uma vez foi vil?
Ó principes, meus irmãos,
Onde é que há gente no mundo?
Postado por André! às 14:59 1 comentários
domingo, 7 de outubro de 2007
Por enquanto
Estou sem criatividade para postar.
Mãs!
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