sábado, 11 de julho de 2009

Feriado Chuvoso

Memórias
Aproveitei o sábado chuvoso, para organizar minhas coisas. Este trabalho "silencioso" permite achar coisas que há tempo não víamos. Comprei há algum tempo atrás um DVD "Concert for George", gravado na Inglaterra, com a participação de famosos músicos que tiveram a oportunidade de conhecer e trabalhar com George Harrison. Não acho que a morte (embora triste) deva nos abater e tirar de nós a alegria de viver e de lembrar os bons aspectos da personalidade de nossos ente queridos que "já partiram". Este show no Albert Hall é uma celebração a genialidade do músico George Harrison, e ao seu bom humor, haja visto a participação especial do grupo Monty Python, de quem o ilustre compositor e músico era fã (fiquei sabendo disto quando comprei o vídeo). Vale a pena consultar o vídeo no You Tube, quando a troupe de comediantes homenageia o Ex-Beatle. Ótimo senso de humor!


Aliás segue também a letra das duas músicas que o grupo canta: "Sit on my face" e "The Lumberjack".
The Lumberjack
I'm a lumberjack, and I'm okay.
I sleep all night and I work all day.
MOUNTIES: He's a lumberjack, and he's okay.
He sleeps all night and he works all day.
BARBER: I cut down trees. I eat my lunch.
I go to the lavatory.On Wednesdays I go shoppin'
And have buttered scones for tea.
MOUNTIES: He cuts down trees. He eats his lunch.
He goes to the lavatory.On Wednesdays he goes shopping
And has buttered scones for tea.
He's a lumberjack, and he's okay.
He sleeps all night and he works all day.
BARBER: I cut down trees. I skip and jump.
I like to press wild flowers. I put on women's clothing
And hang around in bars.
MOUNTIES: He cuts down trees. He skips and jumps.
He likes to press wild flowers.He puts on women's clothing
And hangs around in bars?!
He's a lumberjack, and he's okay.He sleeps all night and he works all day.
BARBER: I cut down trees. I wear high heels,
Suspendies, and a bra.I wish I'd been a girlie,
Just like my dear Papa.
MOUNTIES:]He cuts down trees. He wears high heels,
Suspendies, and a bra?![talking]What's this? Wants to be a girlie?!
Oh, My!And I thought you were so rugged! Poofter!...
[singing]He's a lumberjack, and he's okay.
He sleeps all night and he works all day.
He's a lumberjack, and he's okaaaaay.
He sleeps all night and he works all day.
Sit on my face
Sit on my face and tell me that you love me,
I'll sit on your face and tell you I love you, too.
I love to hear you o-ra-lize,When I'm between your thighs,
You blow me awaaay. Sit on my face and let my lips embrace you,
I'll sit on your face and then I'll love you tru-ly.
Life can be fine if we both sixty-nine,
If we sit on our facesIn all sorts of placesAnd play...'till we're blown awaaaaaaaaaay.

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