Wednesday, April 27, 2005

REINVENTING AXL ROSE [against me!]
We want a band that plays loud
and hard every night
That doesn't care how many people
are counted at the door
That would travel one million miles
and ask for nothing more
than a plate of food and a place to rest.
They'd strike chords that cut like a knife
It would mean so much more
than t-shirts or a ticket stub
They'd stop at nothing short of a massacre
Everyone would leave with the memory that
there was no place else in the world
And this was where they always belonged
We would dance like no one was watching
With one fist in the air
Our arena just basements and bookstores
across an underground America
With this fire we could light
Just gimme a scene where the music is free
And the beer is not the life of the party
There's no need to shit talk or impress
'Cause honesty and emotion
are not looked down upon
And every promise that's made and bragged
is meant if not kept
We'd do it all because we have to,
not because we know why
Beyond a gender, race, and class,
we could find what really holds us back
Let's make everybody sing
That they are the beginning
and ending of everything
That we all are stronger than everything
they taught us that we should fear

* essa música é altamente inspiradora e a letra tem vários trechos que eu repetiria o dia todo inúmeras vezes se tivesse mais memória. é totalmente socos no ar, borboletas no estômago e um puta sopro de esperança no coração.

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