Friday, March 24

Inferno #93: O problema eterno: o Tal homem que nunca mais chega...

"I'm Waiting For The Man

I'm waiting for my man
Twenty-six dollars in my hand
Up to Lexington, 125
Feel sick and dirty, more dead than alive
I'm waiting for my man

Hey, white boy, what you doin' uptown?
Hey, white boy, you chasin' our women around?
Oh pardon me sir, it's the furthest from my mind
I'm just lookin' for a dear, dear friend of mine

I'm waiting for my man
Here he comes, he's all dressed in black
Beat up shoes and a big straw hat
He's never early, he's always late

First thing you learn is you always gotta wait
I'm waiting for my man
Up to a Brownstone, up three flights of stairs

Everybody's pinned you, but nobody cares
He's got the works, gives you sweet taste
Ah then you gotta split because you got no time to waste

I'm waiting for my man
Baby don't you holler, darlin' don't you bawl and shout
I'm feeling good, you know
I'm gonna work it on out I'm feeling good,
I'm feeling oh so fine
Until tomorrow, but that's just some other time
I'm waiting for my man"

Velvet Underground

"Here Comes Your Man

outside there's a box car waiting
outside the family stew
out by the fire breathing
outside we wait 'til face turns blue

i know the nervous walking
i know the dirty beard hangs
out by the box car waiting
take me away to nowhere plains
there is a wait so long
here comes your man

big shake on the box car moving
big shake to the land that's falling down
is a wind makes a palm stop blowing
a big, big stone fall and break my crown
there is a wait so long
you'll never wait so long

here comes your man
there is a wait so long
you'll never wait so long
here comes your man."

Pixies

1 comment:

cj said...

ó menina, não se apoquente que quando chegar nem vai dar por isso.