quinta-feira, 15 de março de 2012
"Tenuousness" de Andrew Bird (2009)
Tenuous at best was all he had to say
When pressed about the rest of it, the world that is
From proto-Sanskrit Minoans to Porto-centric Lisboans
Greek Cypriots and and harbor-sorts who hang around in ports a lot
Here's where things start getting weird
While chinless men will scratch their beards
And to their minds a sharpened axe
Is brushed upon the Uralic syntax's
Love of hate acts as an axis
Love of hate acts as an axis
First it wanes and then it waxes
So procreate and pay your taxes
Tenuousness
Less seven comes to three
Them, you, us plus eleven thank the heavens for their elasticity
And as for those who live and die for astronomy
Know when to stand or when to sit
Can't stand to stand can't stand to sit
Now who would want to know this
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Who wants to look upon this
Who wants to look upon this
Pray tell
Who wants to look upon this
Who wants to look upon this
Pray tell
Pray tell
Tenuousness
Less seven comes to three
Them, you, us plus eleven comes just shy of infinity
And as for those who live and die from numerology
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