era uma vez eu miúdo, que no dia 7 de março de 1975 me meti num comboio para cascais. no entretanto demolido pavilhão do dramático, e por 80$00, deixei de ser virgem em muita coisa: foi o meu primeiro concerto rock, foi a primeira vez que dei uma passa, foi o primeiro contacto com uma realidade musical que não imaginava possível. em palco, numa encenação memorável, os genesis tocavam na íntegra o album the lamb lies down on broadway e peter gabriel, na pele de rael - um miúdo perdido que fazia uma viagem de iniciação ao subconsciente erótico e ao mais fundo de si - também tentava perder a virgindade enquanto revia e enumerava técnicas lidas em manuais: zonas erógenas, amo-vos, sem vocês o que faria um pobre rapaz?

I'm counting out time,


Got the whole thing down by numbers.


All those numbers!


Give me guidance!


O Lord I need that now.



The day of judgement's come,


And you can bet that I've been resting,


For this testing,


Digesting every word the experts say.


Erogenous zones I love you.


Without you, what would a poor boy do?



Found a girl I wanted to date,


Thought I'd better get it straight.


Went to buy a book before it's too late.


Don't leave nothing to fate.


I studied every line, every page in the book,


Now, I've got the real thing here, I'm gonna take a look, take a look.



This is Rael!



I'm counting out time, hoping it goes like I planned it,


'Cos I understand it.

Look! I've found the hotspots, Figs 1-9.

- Still counting out time, got my finger on the button,


"Don't say nuttin - just lie there still


And I'll get you turned on just fine."


Erogenous zones I love you.


Without you, what would a poor boy do?



Touch and go with 1-6.


Bit of trouble in zone No. 7.


Gotta remember all of my tricks.


There's heaven ahead in No. 11!


Getting crucial responses, dilation of the pupils.


"Honey get hip! It's time to unzip, to unzip, zip, zip-a-zip-a-zip.
 Whipee!"


(Take it away Mr. Guitar)
 - Move over Casanova -



I'm counting out time, reaction none to happy,


Please don't slap me,


I'm a red blooded male

And the book said I could not fail.


I'm counting out time,

I got unexpected distress

From my mistress,


I'll get my money back from the bookstore right away.


Erogenous zones I question you:

Without you, what would a poor boy do?


Without you, what would a poor boy do?

Without you, mankind handkinds thru' the blues.