H & S :: 3:57 da manhã
O vazio que preenche todos os poros da pele sufoca como a um gafanhoto com as suas traqueias. O ar não entra. Sinal vermelho na garganta.
O homem angustiado tem desejos no passado e saudades do futuro.
The present is well out of hand
The present is well out of hand
O homem angustiado tem desejos no passado e saudades do futuro.
The present is well out of hand
The present is well out of hand
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finalmente isto arranca a sério! welcome to the jungle fever
The radio's gone off the air
Gives you time to think
You ease it out and you creep across
Intersection light goes out
You hear the rumble
As you fumble for a cigarette
Blazing through this midnight jungle
Remember someone that you met
One more block; the engine talks
And whispers 'home at last'
It whispers, whispers, whispers 'home at last', home
finalmente isto arranca a sério! welcome to the jungle fever
The radio's gone off the air
Gives you time to think
You ease it out and you creep across
Intersection light goes out
You hear the rumble
As you fumble for a cigarette
Blazing through this midnight jungle
Remember someone that you met
One more block; the engine talks
And whispers 'home at last'
It whispers, whispers, whispers 'home at last', home
grande grande música do tom waits.
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