07 agosto, 2010

ROBERT CRAY - TWENTY

Em homenagem aos norte-americanos que se julgam os xerifes do Universo e a você que acreditou no Obama, aí vai uma boa dica of a twitter friend (@JohnTribe ). Enjoy it!
Go, ROBERT CRAY!



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TWENTY

When you're used up, where do you go
Soldier
Mother dry your eyes, there's no need to cry
I'm not a boy, it's what I signed up for

When you're used up, where do you go
Soldier
I can't take the heat, and I hardly sleep anymore
What'd we come here for

Standing out here in the desert
Trying to protect an oil line
I'd really like to do my job but
This ain't the country that I had in mind
They call this a war on terror
I see a lot of civilians dying
Mothers, sons, fathers and daughters
Not to mention some friends of mine
Some friends of mine

Was supposed to leave last week
Promises they don't keep anymore
Got to fight the rich man's war

When you're used up, where do you go
Soldier
Late in 2004
Comes a knock at the doorIt's no surprise
Mother dry your eyes

Mother don't you cry, no, no
Someone told you a lie
Yes they did, why
Mother don't you cry, oh no
Mother don't you cry

When you're used up, where do you go
Soldier


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Um comentário:

Nadeje disse...

Ultimamente tenho sentido, com mais vivacidade, os socos no estomâgo... ese foi pra lembrar que os nossos socos subjetivos sçao pequenas bolhas...