25 de out de 2009

Não posso com pessoas falhadas que responsabilizam toda a gente pelo seu falhanço... menos elas próprias.

Por isso tomem lá a letra de uma música que não me sai da cabeça e que tem uma mensagem bem catita:


He's got looks that books take pages to tell
He's got a face to make you fall on your knees
He's got money in the bank to thank and I guess
You could think he's livin' at ease

Like lovers on the open shore - what's the matter
When you're sitting there with so much more - what's the matter
While you're wondering what the hell to be
Are you wishing you were ugly like me?

Blame it on the girls who know what to do
Blame it on the boys who keep hitting on you
Blame it on your mother for the things she said
Blame it on your father but you know he's dead

Blame it on the girls
Blame it on the boys
Blame it on the girls
Blame it on the boys

(...)

Life could be simple but you never fail
To complicate it every single time

You could have children and a wife, a perfect little life
But you blow it on a bottle of wine

Like a baby you're a stubborn child - what's the matter
Always looking for an axe to grind - what's the matter
While you're wondering what the hell to do
We were wishing we were lucky like you

(Todos comigo!)

Blame it on the girls who know what to do
Blame it on the boys who keep hitting on you
Blame it on your mother for the things she said
Blame it on your father but you know he's dead

Blame it on the girls
Blame it on the boys
Blame it on the girls
Blame it on the boys



Blame it on the girls, MIKA

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S* disse...

MIka, fantastico. Salvo raras excepçoes, os culpados dos nossos falhanços somos nós mesmos.

Lulz Catz!