Pois é. Hoje não escrevo porque estou sem tempo.


Também.


(e não é que até minha editora de cultura percebeu que sempre quando tenho uma desculpa esfarrapada eu começo minhas sentenças com 'pois é' - o sintoma seguinte é coçar a cabeça...)


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In the Garage

I've got Dungeon Master's Guide

I've got 12-sided die

I've got Kitty Pryde

And Nightcrawler too

Waiting there for me

Yes I do, I do


I've got posters on the wall

My favorite rock group Kiss

I've got Ace Frehley

I've got Peter Criss

Waiting there for me

Yes I do, I do


In the garage

I feel safe

No one cares about my ways

In the garage

Where I belong

No one hears me sing this song

In the garage


I've got an electric guitar

I play my stupid songs

I write these stupid words

And I love every one

Waiting there for me

Yes I do, I do


In the garage

I feel safe

No one cares about my ways

In the garage where I belong

No one hears me sing this song

In the garage

In the garage


In the garage

I feel safe

No one cares about my ways

In the garage

Where I belong

No one hears me sing this song

In the garage

I feel safe

No one laughs about my ways

In the garage

Where I belong

No one hears me

No one hears me

No one hears me

No one hears me sing this song