The Lurker e o retorno ao mundo real (ou bigornas engraçadas são as de 16 toneladas...)

Considerando-se o rumo das atividades e o dia de ontem, cabe um pequeno interlúdio musical em nossa saga sobre o Rio de Janeiro (em especial porque o blogger ainda come os acentos).

"A Man"

Alanis Morissette
Album: Under Rug Swept

I am a man as a man I've been told
Bacon is brought to the house in this mold
Born of your bellies I yearn for the cord
Years I have groveled repentance ignored

And I have been blamed
And I have repented
I'm working my way toward our union mended

I am man who has grown from a son
Been crucified by enraged women
I am son who was raised by such men
I'm often reminded of the fools I'm among

And I have been shamed
And I have relented
I'm working my way toward our union mended
And I have been shamed
And I have repented
I'm working my way toward our union mended

we don't fare well with endless reprimands
we don't do well with a life served as a sentence
this won't work well if you're hell bent on your offence
I am a man who understands your resistance

I am a man who still does what he can
to dispel our archaic reputation
I am a man who has heard all he can
cuz I don't fare well with endless punishment

Cuz I have been blamed and I have repented
I'm working my way toward our union mended
And we have been blamed and we have repented
I'm working my way toward our union mended

The Lurker Says: Say what?