Não, não, não, não, não, não...

Gosto muito dessa música do Radiohead (principalmente a versão ao vivo) que fala sobre uma grande bebedeira num casamento...
Não tive a oportunidade de presenciar fato assim, na maioria das vezes as pessoas se divertem à beça, bêbados, loucos e felizes.

Lógico que partimos daí e chegamos a muitas metáforas da vida.
Há um veneno básico nessa canção bonita.
Um veneno que martela o tempo todo a cabeça de quem não aguenta gente falsa, aproveitadora, má, que destrói tudo, não somente o planeta, mas todas as relações possíveis com seu jeito único de ser.

A essas pessoas dedico essa música linda e vomitada, com um extra no fim, frases escritas numa camiseta de Thom Yorke que seria a continuação dessa bela canção.


A Punchup at a Wedding
(Radiohead)

“no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no

i don't know why you bother
nothing's ever good enough for you
i was there and it wasn't like that
you came here just to start a fight

you had to piss on our parade
you had to shred our big day
you had to ruin it for all concerned
in a drunken punchup at a wedding.

hypocrite opportunist
don't infect me with your poison
a bully in a china shop
when i turn round stay frozen to the spot.

you had to piss on our parade
you had to shred our big day
you had to ruin it for all concerned
in a drunken punchup at a wedding.

the pointless snide remarks
of hammerheaded sharks
the pot will call the kettle black
in a drunken punchup at a wedding.

no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no “


E o final não oficial:


go ahead the stage is yours.
if you think you can do better
you used to be alright, what-happened?
keep moving or you r dead. keep moving or you r dead.
how i wish you’d stay out of my face.
there’s always someone spoils the party
just you wait till your chained down
worried and unhinged
you have really gone and done it now
just a trick to make you stupid
all these sad heroics
let me tell you how it really is
we are here to spoil your party
empty vessels make the most noise
survival of the fittest
wading through the marshes
hypocrits, opportunists,
userers flatterers and thiefs.
im sick of all your bullshit.
im sick of all these fucking mindgames.
who invited you anyway?

*****