Para M chorar

Marianna hoje é domingo e o cheiro do dia está bom, mas chore comigo. A letra da música abaixo se encaixa no sentimento do dia. Ouça The Smiths... Depois poderemos rir ou 'cometer maudades'...

Please, please, please, let me get what I want
Good times for a change
See, the luck I've had
Can make a good man
Turn bad

So please please please
Let me, let me, let me
Let me get what I want
This time

Haven't had a dream in a long time
See, the life I've had
Can make a good man bad

So for once in my life
Let me get what I want
Lord knows, it would be the first time
Lord knows, it would be the first time

Hmmm!...
                                                                                                    Panic

Panic on the streets of London
panic on the streets of Birmingham
I wonder to myself
could life ever be sane again
on the Leeds side streets that you slip down
I wonder to myself
hopes may rise on the Grasmeres
but honey pie, you're not safe here
so you run down
to the safety of the town
but there's panic on the streets of Carlisle
Dublin, Dundee, Humberside
I wonder to myself
Burn down the disco
hang the blessed D.J.
  because the music that they constantly play
                                            it says nothing to me about my life
                                     hang the blessed D.J.
                                                      because the music they constantly play
                                                  on the Leeds side streets that you slip down
                                                on the provincial towns that you jog 'round
                                    Hang the D.J.
                              Hang the D.J.
                             Hang the D.J...