Rotina...

"You come off like a white knight
Always honest always right
You come off like a brave soul
Truthful and noble
And then you go
(refrain)
And lie to me Lie to me
Make me promises you can't keep
Lie to me Lie to me
Why you always lie to me

Every time that we speak
I get dizzy I get weak
You don't know the things you say
You're quick to talk then walk away

And lie to me Lie to me
Make me promises you can't keep
Lie to me Lie to me
Why you always lie to me

You're always telling lies
You're always telling lies

Lie to me Lie to me
Make me promises you can't keep
Lie to me Lie to me
Why you always lie to me."

Cry, Wolf
Melody Gardot

Waiting...

"Baby, I've been waiting,
I've been waiting night and day.
I didn't see the time,
I waited half my life away.
There were lots of invitations
and I know you sent me some,
but I was waiting
for the miracle, for the miracle to come.

I know you really loved me.
but, you see, my hands were tied.
I know it must have hurt you,
it must have hurt your pride
to have to stand beneath my window
with your bugle and your drum,
and me I'm up there waiting
for the miracle, for the miracle to come.

Ah I don't believe you'd like it,
You wouldn't like it here.
There ain't no entertainment
and the judgements are severe.
The Maestro says it's Mozart
but it sounds like bubble gum
when you're waiting
for the miracle, for the miracle to come.

Waiting for the miracle
There's nothing left to do.
I haven't been this happy
since the end of World War II.

Nothing left to do
when you know that you've been taken.
Nothing left to do
when you're begging for a crumb
Nothing left to do
when you've got to go on waiting
waiting for the miracle to come.


I dreamed about you, baby.
It was just the other night.
Most of you was naked
Ah but some of you was light.
The sands of time were falling
from your fingers and your thumb,
and you were waiting
for the miracle, for the miracle to come.


Ah baby, let's get married,
we've been alone too long.
Let's be alone together.
Let's see if we're that strong.
Yeah let's do something crazy,
something absolutely wrong
while we're waiting
for the miracle, for the miracle to come.

Nothing left to do ...

When you've fallen on the highway
and you're lying in the rain,
and they ask you how you're doing
of course you'll say you can't complain
If you're squeezed for information,
that's when you've got to play it dumb:
You just say you're out there waiting
for the miracle, for the miracle to come."

Waiting For The Miracle
Leonard Cohen

The dark side of the moon

"I've been mad for fucking years, absolutely years, been over the edge for yonks,
been working me buns off for bands

I've always been mad, I know I've been mad, like the
most of us...very hard to explain why you're mad, even if you're not mad..."

Speak To Me

"Breathe, breathe in the air.
Don't be afraid to care.
Leave but don't leave me.
Look around and choose your own ground.

Long you live and high you fly
And smiles you'll give and tears you'll cry
And all you touch and all you see
Is all your life will ever be.

Run, rabbit run.
Dig that hole, forget the sun,
And when at last the work is done
Don't sit down it's time to dig another one.

For long you live and high you fly
But only if you ride the tide
And balanced on the biggest wave
You race towards an early grave."

Breathe

[female announcer, announcing flights at airport, including 'Rome']
"Live for today, gone tomorrow, that's me, HaHaHaaaaaa!"

On The Run

"Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
You fritter and waste the hours in an off hand way
Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town
Waiting for someone or something to show you the way

Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain
You are young and life is long and there is time to kill today
And then one day you find ten years have got behind you
No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun

And you run and you run to catch up with the sun, but it's sinking
And racing around to come up behind you again
The sun is the same in a relative way, but you're older
Shorter of breath and one day closer to death

Every year is getting shorter, never seem to find the time
Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines
Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way
The time is gone the song is over, thought I'd something more to say

Home, home again
I like to be here when I can
When I come home cold and tired
It's good to warm my bones beside the fire
Far away across the field
The tolling of the iron bell
Calls the faithful to their knees
To hear the softly spoken magic spells."

Time

"And I am not frightened of dying, any time will do, I
don't mind. Why should I be frightened of dying?

There's no reason for it, you've gotta go sometime
If you can hear this whispering you are dying

I never said I was frightened of dying."

The Great Gig In The Sky

"Money, get away.
Get a good job with good pay and you're okay.
Money, it's a gas.
Grab that cash with both hands and make a stash.
New car, caviar, four star daydream,
Think I'll buy me a football team.

Money, get back.
I'm all right Jack keep your hands off of my stack.
Money, it's a hit.
Don't give me that do goody good bullshit.
I'm in the high-fidelity first class traveling set
And I think I need a Lear jet.

Money, it's a crime.
Share it fairly but don't take a slice of my pie.
Money, so they say
Is the root of all evil today.
But if you ask for a raise it's no surprise that they're
giving none away.

HuHuh! I was in the right!
Yes, absolutely in the right!
I certainly was in the right!
You was definitely in the right. That geezer was cruising for a
bruising!
Yeah!
Why does anyone do anything?
I don't know, I was really drunk at the time!
I was just telling him, he couldn't get into number 2. He was asking
why he wasn't coming up on freely, after I was yelling and
screaming and telling him why he wasn't coming up on freely.
It came as a heavy blow, but we sorted the matter out"

Money

"Us, and them
And after all we're only ordinary men.
Me, and you.
God only knows it's noz what we would choose to do.
Forward he cried from the rear
and the front rank died.
And the general sat and the lines on the map
moved from side to side.
Black and blue
And who knows which is which and who is who.
Up and down.
But in the end it's only round and round.
Haven't you heard it's a battle of words
The poster bearer cried.
Listen son, said the man with the gun
There's room for you inside.

"I mean, they're not gunna kill ya, so if you give 'em a quick short,
sharp, shock, they won't do it again. Dig it? I mean he get off
lightly, 'cos I would've given him a thrashing - I only hit him once!
It was only a difference of opinion, but really...I mean good manners
don't cost nothing do they, eh?"

Down and out
It can't be helped but there's a lot of it about.
With, without.
And who'll deny it's what the fighting's all about?
Out of the way, it's a busy day
I've got things on my mind.
For the want of the price of tea and a slice
The old man died."

Us And Them
 
"The lunatic is on the grass.
The lunatic is on the grass.
Remembering games and daisy chains and laughs.
Got to keep the loonies on the path.

The lunatic is in the hall.
The lunatics are in my hall.
The paper holds their folded faces to the floor
And every day the paper boy brings more.

And if the dam breaks open many years too soon
And if there is no room upon the hill
And if your head explodes with dark forebodings too
I'll see you on the dark side of the moon.

The lunatic is in my head.
The lunatic is in my head
You raise the blade, you make the change
You re-arrange me 'til I'm sane.
You lock the door
And throw away the key
There's someone in my head but it's not me.

And if the cloud bursts, thunder in your ear
You shout and no one seems to hear.
And if the band you're in starts playing different tunes
I'll see you on the dark side of the moon.

"I can't think of anything to say except...
I think it's marvelous! HaHaHa!"

Brain Damage

"All that you touch
All that you see
All that you taste
All you feel.
All that you love
All that you hate
All you distrust
All you save.
All that you give
All that you deal
All that you buy,
beg, borrow or steal.
All you create
All you destroy
All that you do
All that you say.
All that you eat
And everyone you meet
All that you slight
And everyone you fight.
All that is now
All that is gone
All that's to come
and everything under the sun is in tune
but the sun is eclipsed by the moon.

There is no dark side of the moon really. Matter of fact it's all dark."
 
Eclipse
Pink Floyd

A magical concert!

"Hello,
Is there anybody in there?
Just nod if you can hear me
Is there anyone at home?

Come on now
I hear you're feeling down
Well, I can ease your pain
And get you on your feet again

Relax
I'll need some information first
Just the basic facts
Can you show me where it hurts

There is no pain, you are receding
A distant ship's smoke on the horizon
You are only coming through in waves
Your lips move but I can't hear what you're saying
When I was a child I had a fever
My hands felt just like two balloons

Now I've got that feeling once again
I can't explain, you would not understand
This is not how I am
I have become comfortably numb

I have become comfortably numb

O.K.
Just a little pin prick
There'll be no more...aaaaaaaah!
But you might feel a little sick
Can you stand up?
I do belive it's working, good
That'll keep you going, through the show
Come on it's time to go.

There is no pain you are receding
A distant ship's smoke on the horizon
You are only coming through in waves
Your lips move, but I can't hear what you're saying
When I was a child
I caught a fleeting glimpse
Out of the corner of my eye
I turned to look but it was gone
I cannot put my finger on it now
The child is grown
The dream is gone
And I have become
Comfortably numb."

Comfortably Numb
Pink Floyd

Life on Mars

"It's a God awful small affair
To the girl with the mousey hair,
But her mummy is yelling, "No!"
And her daddy has told her to go,
But her friend is no where to be seen.
Now she walks through her sunken dream
To the seats with the clearest view
And she's hooked to the silver screen,
But the film is sadd'ning bore
For she's lived it ten times or more.
She could spit in the eyes of fools
As they ask her to focus on

Sailors fighting in the dance hall.
Oh man!
Look at those cavemen go.
It's the freakiest show.
Take a look at the lawman
Beating up the wrong guy.
Oh man!
Wonder if he'll ever know
He's in the best selling show.
Is there life on Mars?

It's on America's tortured brow
That Mickey Mouse has grown up a cow.
Now the workers have struck for fame
'Cause Lennon's on sale again.
See the mice in their million hordes
From Ibeza to the Norfolk Broads.
Rule Britannia is out of bounds
To my mother, my dog, and clowns,
But the film is a sadd'ning bore
'Cause I wrote it ten times or more.
It's about to be writ again
As I ask you to focus on

Sailors fighting in the dance hall.
Oh man!
Look at those cavemen go.
It's the freakiest show.
Take a look at the lawman
Beating up the wrong guy.
Oh man!
Wonder if he'll ever know
He's in the best selling show.
Is there life on Mars?"

Life On Mars
David Bowie

Stay

"Lay, lady, lay, lay across my big brass bed
Lay, lady, lay, lay across my big brass bed
Whatever colors you have in your mind
I'll show them to you and you'll see them shine

Lay, lady, lay, lay across my big brass bed
Stay, lady, stay, stay with your man awhile
Until the break of day, let me see you make him smile
His clothes are dirty but his hands are clean
And you're the best thing that he's ever seen

Stay, lady, stay, stay with your man awhile
Why wait any longer for the world to begin
You can have your cake and eat it too
Why wait any longer for the one you love
When he's standing in front of you

Lay, lady, lay, lay across my big brass bed
Stay, lady, stay, stay while the night is still ahead
I long to see you in the morning light
I long to reach for you in the night
Stay, lady, stay, stay while the night is still."

Lay, Lady, Lay
Bob Dylan

Goodbye, summer...

I'll be thinking of you for the next 9 months

"The falling leaves
Drift by the window
The autumn leaves
All red and gold
I see your lips
The summer kisses
The sunburned hands
I used to hold.

Since you went away
The days grow long...
And soon I'll hear
Old winter songs
But I miss you most of all
My darling, when autumn leaves start to fall...

C'est une chanson
Qui nous ressemble
Toi qui m'aimais
Et je t'aimais
Nous vivions tous les deux ensemble
Tou qui m'aimais
Moi qui t'aimais

Mais la vie sépare
Ceux qui s'aiment
Tout doucement
Sans faire de bruit
Et la mer efface sur le sable
Les pas des amants désunis.

Since you went away
The days grow long...
And soon I'll hear
Old winter songs
But I miss you most of all
My darling, when autumn leaves start to fall."

Autumn Leaves (Les feuilles mortes)
Joseph Kosma & Jacques Prévert.

It's gone with the wind

"I spilled the ink across the page trying to spell your name
So I fold it up and I flick it out
Paper aeroplane
It won't fly the seven seas to you
Cause it didnt leave my room
But it awaits the hands of someone else
The garbage man

Got to say mmm mmm mmm
Got to say mmm mmm mmm

So he opens it up and reads it out to all his friends
Amongst the crowd a heart will break and a heart will mend
He walks on home tired from work
The letter falls from his hand
He reaches out only to catch the sky
It's gone with the wind

Got to say mmm mmm mmm
Got to say mmm mmm mmm

I spilled the ink across the land
Trying to spell your name
Up and down there it goes
Paper aeroplane
It hasn't flown the seven seas to you
But it's on its way
It goes through the hands
Then to someone else
To find you girl

Got to say mmm."

Paper Aeroplane
Angus & Julia Stone

Aos encontros e desencontros da vida

"A vida é a arte dos encontros, embora haja tantos desencontros pela vida”.
Vinícius de Moraes

"I could feel at the time
There was no way of knowing
Fallen leaves in the night
Who can say where they're blowing
As free as the wind
And hopefully learning
Why the sea on the tide
Has no way of turning

More than this
Youn know there is nothing
Oh more than this
Tell me one thing
More than this
You know there's nothing

It was fun for a while
There was no way of knowing
Like a dream in the nigh
Who can say where we're going
No care in the world
And maybe I'm learning
Why the sea on the tide
It has no way of turning

More than this
You know there is nothing
Oh more than this
You tell me one thing
More than this
There is nothing
Nothing

More than this
You know there is nothing
Much more than this
You tell me one thing
More than this
There is nothing
More than"

More Than This
Roxy Music

Melancholia again...

"Measuring a summer's day
I only finds it slips so away to grey
The hours, they bring me pain

Tangerine, Tangerine
Living reflection from a dream
I was her love, she was my queen
And now a thousand years between

Thinking how it used to be
Does she still remember times like these?
To think of us again and I do

Tangerine, Tangerine
Living reflection from a dream
I was her love, she was my queen
And now a thousand years between."

Tangerine
Led Zeppelin

A thousand kisses deep

"The ponies run, the girls are young,
The odds are there to beat.
You win a while, and then it's done -
Your little winning streak.
And summoned now to deal
With your invincible defeat,
You live your life as if it's real,
A Thousand Kisses Deep.

I'm turning tricks, I'm getting fixed,
I'm back on Boogie Street.
You lose your grip, and then you slip
Into the Masterpiece.
And maybe I had miles to drive,
And promises to keep:
You ditch it all to stay alive,
A Thousand Kisses Deep.

And sometimes when the night is slow,
The wretched and the meek,
We gather up our hearts and go,
A Thousand Kisses Deep.

Confined to sex, we pressed against
The limits of the sea:
I saw there were no oceans left
For scavengers like me.
I made it to the forward deck.
I blessed our remnant fleet -
And then consented to be wrecked,
A Thousand Kisses Deep.

I'm turning tricks, I'm getting fixed,
I'm back on Boogie Street.
I guess they won't exchange the gifts
That you were meant to keep.
And quiet is the thought of you,
The file on you complete,
Except what we forgot to do,
A Thousand Kisses Deep.

And sometimes when the night is slow,
The wretched and the meek,
We gather up our hearts and go,
A Thousand Kisses Deep.

The ponies run, the girls are young,
The odds are there to beat."

A Thousand Kisses Deep
Leonard Cohen

A little rain must fall

"This is the springtime of my loving
The second season I am to know
You are the sunlight in my growing
So little warmth I've felt before
It isn't hard to feel me glowing
I watched the fire that grew so low

It is the summer of my smiles
Flee from me keepers of the gloom
Speak to me only with your eyes
It is to you, I give this tune
Ain't so hard to recognize
These things are clear to all from time to time

Talk, talk, talk, talk
I've felt the coldness of my winter
I never thought it would ever go
I cursed the gloom that set upon us, upon us, upon us
But I know that I love you so
Oh, but I know that I love you so

These are the seasons of emotion
And like the winds they rise and fall
This is the wonder of devotion
I see the torch we all must hold
This is the mystery of the quotient
Upon us all, a little rain must fall."

The Rain Song
Led Zeppelin

La bicyclette!

"Quand on partait de bon matin
Quand on partait sur les chemins
A bicyclette
Nous étions quelques bons copains
Y avait Fernand y avait Firmin
Y avait Francis et Sébastien
Et puis Paulette

On était tous amoureux d'elle
On se sentait pousser des ailes
A bicyclette
Sur les petits chemins de terre
On a souvent vécu l'enfer
Pour ne pas mettre pied à terre
Devant Paulette

Faut dire qu'elle y mettait du cœur
C'était la fille du facteur
A bicyclette
Et depuis qu'elle avait huit ans
Elle avait fait en le suivant
Tous les chemins environnants
A bicyclette

Quand on approchait la rivière
On déposait dans les fougères
Nos bicyclettes
Puis on se roulait dans les champs
Faisant naître un bouquet changeant
De sauterelles, de papillons
Et de rainettes

Quand le soleil à l'horizon
Profilait sur tous les buissons
Nos silhouettes
On revenait fourbus contents
Le cœur un peu vague pourtant
De n'être pas seul un instant
Avec Paulette

Prendre furtivement sa main
Oublier un peu les copains
La bicyclette
On se disait c'est pour demain
J'oserai, j'oserai demain
Quand on ira sur les chemins
A bicyclette."

La Bicyclette
Yves Montand

É para sempre?

"And she says she needs more than a friend
That's all I ever been yo
Well one day you gon' overstand yo badu
And I remember the first time that we met yo
How could I forget
When you smiled
And I turned and said to you
Yo, your pure and true

I'm in love with you, in love with you
I'm in love with you, in love with you
I'm in love with you, in love with you
I'm in love with you, in love with you, yeah

I'm so in love baby
I don't care what your mama say
Standing in love lady
And I don't care what your sister say
Yo badu I need ya

He said he's really diggin me
I don't know what to say
I can't imagine why I feel so weak, say, say
That's when he took my heart in his hands
And kissed it gently
He open up his lips then said this poetry
I'm in love with you, love with you
Love with you, love with you
Love with you, love with you
Love with you, love with you

I'm so in love baby
I don't care what your brothers say, no
I'm so in love baby
I don't care what the people say

Well I try and I try and I try
And I try and I try and I try and I try and I try

And you said you need more than a friend
That's all I've ever been yo
Well one day you gon' overstand yo badu

And when I look In your eyes
I know that you were meant to be
My solider so baby come on
I mean it desperately

I'm in love with you, love with you
I'm in love with you, in love with you
No see I'm in love with you, love with you
No, no, no I'm in love with you, in love with you

I'm so in love baby
I don't care what the people say
Standing in love lady
And I don't care what your sister say
I'm so in love baby
I don't care what the writers say
I try, I try, I try, I try
You in love with me
You in love with me
No you in love with me
No, no, no you in love with me
No see you in love with me
No, no, no you in love with me
No you think you in love with
No, no, no you in love with me
I know you're in love with me
No, no, no you in love with me
Alright I'm in love with you
Yes I'm in love you
I'm in love with you
And I'm in love with you
I'm in love with you
I'm in love with you
I'm in love with you
I'm in love with you
Yes I'm in love with you
Yes I'm in love with you."

In Love With You
Erykah Badu

Happy Valentine's day!

"L is for the way you look at me
O is for the only one I see
V is very, very extraordinary
E is even more than anyone that you adore can

Love is all that I can give to you
Love is more than just a game for two
Two in love can make it
Take my heart and please don't break it
Love was made for me and you


L is for the way you look at me
O is for the only one I see
V is very, very extraordinary
E is even more than anyone that you adore can

Love is all that I can give to you
Love is more than just a game for two
Two in love can make it
Take my heart and please don't break it
Love was made for me and you
Love was made for me and you
Love was made for me and you."

L.O.V.E.
Nat King Cole

Eu também quero...

"Eu quero a sorte de um amor tranquilo
Com sabor de fruta mordida
Nós na batida, no embalo da rede
Matando a sede na saliva

Ser teu pão, ser tua comida
Todo amor que houver nessa vida
E algum trocado pra dar garantia

E ser artista no nosso convívio
Pelo inferno e céu de todo dia
Pra poesia que a gente não vive
Transformar o tédio em melodia

Ser teu pão, ser tua comida
Todo amor que houver nessa vida
E algum veneno antimonotonia

E se eu achar a tua fonte escondida
Te alcanço em cheio, o mel e a ferida
E o corpo inteiro como um furacão
Boca, nuca, mão e a tua mente não

Ser teu pão, ser tua comida
Todo amor que houver nessa vida
E algum remédio que me dê alegria."

Todo Amor Que Houver Nessa Vida
Cazuza

So tired...

"How long do I have to wait for you honey
Before a girl like me can move on
Ooh baby tell me how long
Do you I have to wait for you honey
Before I can say that you're gone

Every hour seems like a day
And every day is like a year
And every week is an eternity
Well I get lonely baby when you're not here

Ooh baby tell me how long
Do you I have to wait for you honey
Before a girl like me can move on

Ooh baby tell me how long
Do you I have to wait for you honey
Before I can say that you're gone

Won't you let me know, yeah
I'm in an awful state, baby
You said you loved me so
But I just don't know how long I can wait

How long do you I have to wait for you honey
Before I can say that you're gone

I ax'd your mama; I ax'd your papa,
Your friends, your preacher and your boss
No one knows where you going to baby
Or if you're coming back to me
Or we're together or are we lost

Ooh baby, tell me how long
Do you I have to wait for you honey
Before a girl like me can move on

Ooh baby, tell me how long
Do you I have to wait for you honey
Before I can say that you're gone

Won't you let me know, yeah
I'm in an awful state, baby
You said you loved me so
Ooh baby, tell me how long
Do you I have to wait for you honey
Before I can say that you're gone

one

Won't you let me know, yeah
I'm in an awful state, baby
You said you loved me so
But I just don't know how l
ong I can wait

Oh baby, tell me how long
Do you I have to wait for you honey
Before a girl like me can move on

Baby how long
Do you I have to wait for you honey
Before I can say that you're gone, ahh

How long do you I have to wait for you honey
Before a girl like me can move on

Baby how long
Do you I have to wait for you honey
Before I can say that you're gone, yeah

How long, baby tell me, how long."

How Long
Sharon Jones And The Dap Kings

No cry for help

"How good or bad? happy or sad?
Does it have to get it?
Losing yourself, no cry for help
So don't think you need it
And old friends are just a chore,
But now you need 'em more than ever before

All that glitter and all that gold
Won't buy you happy
When you've been bored and sore
Riding white horses, you can't control
With all your glitter and all of your gold
Take care of your soul,
Take care of your soul
Soul, soul, soul...

How high, how low? how on your own?
Are you gonna get?
Because, losing your soul will cost you more
Than that life you're paying for
And all those friends you left behind
You might need 'em when it's cold outside

All that glitter and all that gold
Won't buy you happy
When you've been bored and sore
Riding white horses, you can't control
With all your glitter and all of your gold
Take care of your soul

One day you're gonna wake up and find that
No dream is losing it's shining
Nobody is by your side
When the rain comes down
And you're losing your mind
So, who you're gonna run to?
Where you're gonna hide?
Glitter and gold won't keep you warm
All those lonely nights
And all those friends that are such a chore
You're gonna need 'em more than ever before

All that glitter and all that gold
Won't buy you happy
When you've been bored and sore
Riding white horses, you can't control
With all your glitter and all of your gold
Take care of your soul
And all of your gold

Take care of your soul
Take care of your soul
Soul, soul, soul...
Take care of your soul
Soul, soul, soul...
Take care of your soul
Take care of your soul."

Glitter & Gold
Rebecca Ferguson

Vem cá, minha nega!

Gente, eu adoro os textos que a Lia Bock escreve para o blog "Eu lia Tu lias". Vocês já devem ter visto alguns aqui, como o "Foco na Vaca", que foi uma dos posts mais acessados do meu blog.
Como a própria autora descreve, é um blog para quem desliga o celular, chora no banho e rói as unhas..rs. Se identificou?
Aí vai mais um que eu adorei e super me identifiquei, verdadeiro e cheio de humor. E claro, concordo que um "vem cá, minha nega" de vez em quando, cura tudo!rs
Efeito melhor que qualquer terapia!
Ah! A trilha para acompanhar essa leitura, não poderia ser outra, que não a Sexual Healing na voz de Ben Harper. Enjoy it!

Pegue e faça!

O Ministério da Saúde adverte: uma boa pegada pode mudar o dia, o mês, a vida...

Quando um homem não consegue ou não pode dizer alguma coisa que gostaria muito, ele pega no seu braço. Mas não é qualquer pegada que vem com um texto bonito embutido... tem que ser na altura do bíceps, forte (mesmo), quase incômoda e com os olhos atravessando os seus. Pensando bem, acho que são os olhos que dizem, o aperto é apenas para que seus olhos subam e alcancem a íris em frente. Dali saem textos mudos e lindos dos mais variados tipos. Pode ser desde “estamos juntos nessa, amor” até “casa comigo” ou “seu eu pudesse te arrastava pra minha casa agora”. A pegada no braço tem boa chance de acabar em uma deliciosa noite de troca de fluidos (e, dizem, até em casamento) mas mesmo que não chegue nesses estágios pode curar dores musculares e autoestima baixa.
Já o “vem cá, minha nega”, que te encurrala num cantinho qualquer da casa, pode curar vários tipos de moléstia, de depressão a enxaqueca passando por azedume crônico. Mas (infelizmente) não é qualquer guento que traz as benesses do verdadeiro “vem cá, minha nega”. Para ser milagroso ele precisa ser na parede, na pia ou afins, ter um puxão de cabelo firme, enlace redondo na cintura e barba malfeita na nuca e no pescoço. Se não, pode até ser gostoso, mas não serve para fins medicinais. Um “vem cá, minha nega” por mês para cada ser do sexo feminino e poderíamos decretar o fim do mimimi. Imagina só? Ia sobrar terapeuta, antidepressivo, chocolate e rockzinho emo.

Retirado de http://revistatpm.uol.com.br/blogs/euliatulias/2011/04/14/pegue-e-faca.html

With no direction home...

"Once upon a time you dressed so fine
You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you?
People'd call, say, "Beware doll, you're bound to fall"
You thought they were all kiddin' you
You used to laugh about
Everybody that was hangin' out
Now you don't talk so loud
Now you don't seem so proud
About having to be scrounging for your next meal.

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be without a home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?

You've gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely
But you know you only used to get juiced in it
And nobody has ever taught you how to live on the street
And now you find out you're gonna have to get used to it
You said you'd never compromise
With the mystery tramp, but now you realize
He's not selling any alibis
As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes
And ask him do you want to make a deal?

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?

You never turned around to see the frowns on the jugglers and the clowns
When they all did tricks for you
You never understood that it ain't no good
You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you
You used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat
Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat
Ain't it hard when you discover that
He really wasn't where it's at
After he took from you everything he could steal.

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?

Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people
They're drinkin', thinkin' that they got it made
Exchanging all kinds of precious gifts and things
But you'd better lift your diamond ring, you'd better pawn it babe
You used to be so amused
At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used
Go to him now, he calls you, you can't refuse
When you ain't got nothing, you got nothing to lose
You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal.

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone."

Like A Rolling Stone
Bob Dylan