De que nos podemos queixar? Se uma Aluna humilia uma professora por causa de um telemovel, nos que crescemos a ouvir os Pink Floyd cantar isto: ...
Nós não precisamos de nenhuma educação, Nós não precisamos de nenhum controle de pensamento, Nenhum sarcasmo sombrio na sala de aula, Professores, deixem as crianças em paz. * Ei! Professor! Deixe as crianças em paz! * No total, é apenas outro tijolo no muro, No total, você é apenas outro tijolo no muro...
The mama pajama rolled out a bed And she ran to the police station When the papa found out he began to shout
And he started the investigation It's against the law It was against the law What the mama saw It was against the law.
The mama look down and spit on the ground Every time my name gets mentioned The papa said, "Oy, if I get that boy, I'm gonna stick him the house of detention." Well I'm on my way. I don't know where I'm going I'm on my way I'm taking my time But I don't know where Goodbye to Rosie the queen of Corona See you, me and Julio Down by the school yard See you, me and Julio down by the school yard
In a couple of days they come and Take me away But the press let the story leak And when the radical priest Come to get me released We was all on the cover of Newsweek
And I'm on my way I don't know where I'm going I'm on my way, I'm taking my time But I don't know where Goodbye to Rosie the queen of Corona See you, me and Julio Down by the school yard See you me and Julio Down by the school yard See you me and Julio Down by the school yard
Esta foi a primeira musica que pedi a Dona Arlapa para colocar no seu Blog, foi para comentar o Post "A noticia que não houve" de 16 de Julho de 2007, respeitante a abertura de um Bar Gay em Pechão.
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Album: "Lola Versus Powerman & The Moneygoround" - 1970
I met her in a club down in old Soho Where you drink champagne and it tastes just like cherry-cola See-oh-el-aye cola She walked up to me and she asked me to dance I asked her her name and in a dark brown voice she said Lola El-oh-el-aye Lola la-la-la-la Lola
Well I'm not the world's most physical guy But when she squeezed me tight she nearly broke my spine Oh my Lola la-la-la-la Lola Well I'm not dumb but I can't understand Why she walked like a woman and talked like a man Oh my Lola la-la-la-la Lola la-la-la-la Lola
Well we drank champagne and danced all night Under electric candlelight She picked me up and sat me on her knee And said dear boy won't you come home with me Well I'm not the world's most passionate guy But when I looked in her eyes well I almost fell for my Lola La-la-la-la Lola la-la-la-la Lola Lola la-la-la-la Lola la-la-la-la Lola I pushed her away I walked to the door I fell to the floor I got down on my knees Then I looked at her and she at me
Well that's the way that I want it to stay And I always want it to be that way for my Lola La-la-la-la Lola Girls will be boys and boys will be girls It's a mixed up muddled up shook up world except for Lola La-la-la-la Lola
Well I left home just a week before And I'd never ever kissed a woman before But Lola smiled and took me by the hand And said dear boy I'm gonna make you a man
Well I'm not the world's most masculine man But I know what I am and I'm glad I'm a man And so is Lola La-la-la-la Lola la-la-la-la Lola Lola la-la-la-la Lola la-la-la-la Lola
segunda-feira, 24 de março de 2008
Depois de muito navegar, pela Web decidi ter um blog meu, . Por enquanto vou usa-lo apenas para colocar videos de musica com algum significado para min,e para completar os comentarios que faço na Arlapa
Esta não bem a minha céna mas como é de Olhão e tem qualidade não quero deixar de divulgar
Girassol
Sócrates aparece rodeado por uma autêntica corola de mulheres, 6 delas. São as pétalas de um Primeiro-Ministro. França teve o seu Rei-Sol e a nós, subliminarmente, dão-nos o girassol, metáfora que vem acrescida de uma dimensão gravitacional de significado profundo - tudo gira em torno de Sócrates.