The first time I saw you you were chasin' down
A cyclone all alone in the field
With railyards and clovers, I kept rollin' on
Never thought you'd wind up chasin' me

Quase nada

House od D

"My Dad died. A lot of sleeps ago. Cancer ate him. Just like your Dad. Cancer is the crab on the horoscope. Crab dinner, $6.99, all you can eat."
"It's O.K., 'cause the crab ate all the hard parts first.[...]Just before he died, when he was only mostly dead, he was so nice, 'cause only the soft parts were left. He was the nicest guy in the world. He hugged me and he told me, over and over, he loved me, loved me. I hate seafood."

O céu preparou o exército e mostrou os primeiros pingos
Perdido no assunto e no idioma, o francês disse:
"Vai chorar."

Diário de um louco. ano 3000, 43 de abril

"e tudo isto, penso eu, vem do fato de que a gente imagina que o cérebro humano se encontra na cabeça. Pois absolutamente não: ele é trazido pelo vento que vem do mar."

Does anybody here remember Vera Lynn ?
Remember  how she said that we would meet again
Some sunny day

Vera! Vera!
What has become of you ?
Does anybody else in here feel the way I do?

Little Black Book

I've got a little black book with my poems in.
Got a bag with a toothbrush and a comb in.
When I'm a good dog, they sometimes throw me a bone in.


[...]


I've got wild staring eyes.
And I've got a strong urge to fly.
But I got nowhere to fly to.
Ooooh, Babe when I pick up the phone
There's still nobody home.