Greta Chapada

sábado, 14 de março de 2009

Esta noite vou vestir uns parangolés e sair por aí. Vou dar vivas à Tropicália!... Não sei se é hora não, mas me deu uma baita vontade de fazer uma geléia geral! Incorporei o mito - amarradonaaaaaaaaa.

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Patti Smith - Horses

"Life is filled with holes, Johnny's laying there, his sperm coffin, angel looks down at him and says, “Oh, pretty boy, can't you show me nothing but surrender ?” Johnny gets up, takes off his leather jacket, taped to his chest there's the answer, you got pen knives and jack knives and switchblades preferred, switchblades preferred then he cries, then he screams, saying life is full of pain, I'm cruisin' through my brain and I fill my nose with snow and go Rimbaud, go Rimbaud, go Rimbaud, and go Johnny go, and do the watusi, oh do the watusi!"