festeja hoje sessenta e nove risonhas translações solares
o senhor waits. que contes muitas, thomas alan, de
preferência sempre no lado errado da estrada.
27 junho 2012
[não ligo muito ao futebol, mas hoje só me apetece pegar no carro e ir por aí, a acelerar pelo lado errado da estrada...]
put a dead cat on the railroad tracks when the wolf bains blooming by the tressel and get the eyeball of a rooster and the stones from a ditch and wash em down with bilge water and say you'll never snitch take the buttons from a yellow jacket the feather from a buzzard and the blood from the bounty hunters cold black heart catch the tears of a widow in a thimble made of glass tell your mama and your papa they can kiss your ass poison all the water in the wishin' well and hang all them scarecrows from a sycamore tree burn down all them honeymoons put ‘em in a pillow case and wait next to the switch blades at the amusement park for me strangle all the christmas carols scratch out all you prayers tie ‘em up with barbed wire and push them down the stairs and i'll whittle you a pistol for keepin' nightmares off your blinds those sunsabitches always seem to sneak up from behind syphon all the gas from your daddys pickup truck fill up johnny’s t bird i got a couple bucks put on little perfume and a ribbon in your hair careful that you don't wake up the hounds tear a bolt of lightning off the side of the sky and throw in the cedar chest if you want me to tell you why bring the gear shift knob from a ‘49 merc and lay down here beside me let me hold you in the dirt and you'll tremble as the flames tear the throat out of the night sink your teeth into my shoulder dig your nails into my back tell that little girl to let go of my sleeve you'll be a woman when i catch you come baby fall in love with me then with my double barrel shotgun and a whole box of shells we'll celebrate the 4th of july we'll do 100 miles an hour spendin' someone elses dough and we'll drive all the way to reno on the wrong side of the road