ah e tal______é quiz musical, tal fácil que até enjoa


It was back in '32 when times were hard He had a Colt .45 and a deck of cards Stagger Lee
He wore rat-drawn shoes and an old stetson hat Had a '28 Ford, had payments on that Stagger Lee His woman threw him out in the ice and snow And told him, "Never ever come back no more" Stagger Lee
So he walked through the rain and he walked through the mud Till he came to a place called The Bucket Of Blood Stagger Lee
He said "Mr Motherfucker, you know who I am"
The barkeeper said, "No, and I don't give a good goddamn" To Stagger Lee
He said, "Well bartender, it's plain to see I'm that bad motherfucker called Stagger Lee" Mr. Stagger Lee
Barkeep said, "Yeah, I've heard your name down the way And I kick motherfucking asses like you every day" Mr Stagger Lee
Well those were the last words that the barkeep said
'Cause Stag put four holes in his motherfucking head Just then in came a broad called Nellie Brown
Was known to make more money than any bitch in town
She struts across the bar, hitching up her skirt Over to Stagger Lee, she starts to flirt With Stagger Lee
She saw the barkeep, said, "O God, he can't be dead!" Stag said, "Well, just count the holes in the motherfucker's head" She said, "You ain't look like you scored in quite a time.
Why not come to my pad? It won't cost you a dime" Mr. Stagger Lee
"But there's something I have to say before you begin
You'll have to be gone before my man Billy Dilly comes in, Mr. Stagger Lee"
"I'll stay here till Billy comes in, till time comes to pass
And furthermore I'll fuck Billy in his motherfucking ass" Said Stagger Lee
"I'm a bad motherfucker, don't you know And I'll crawl over fifty good pussies just to get one fat boy's asshole" Said Stagger Lee
Just then Billy Dilly rolls in and he says, "You must be
That bad motherfucker called Stagger Lee" Stagger Lee
"Yeah, I'm Stagger Lee and you better get down on your knees And suck my dick, because If you don't you're gonna be dead" Said Stagger Lee
Billy dropped down and slobbered on his head
And Stag filled him full of lead Oh yeah.


como é apanágio da minha generosidade, vale o rabisco lá de cima, desta vez em esferográfica e marcador a álcool, o que faz todo o sentido.

7 comments:

pedro vieira said...

este tamanho de letra não é da minha responsabilidade, note-se

Björn Pål said...

Para mim o melhor álbum do Nick Cave.

Anonymous said...

É um dos meus trabalhos favoritos do ‘nickinho’ embora prefira “The Curse Of Millhaven”. Já agora não sei se perante a tua actual situação este cd seja a melhor companhia.

Anonymous said...

m*rda. tantos dias à cata do quiz e afinal logo no dia em que não abro o blog cedo... pimba. tungas. pof. tum. soc. e logo com um cd que tenho em casa. fónix. pronto, quessalixe. é a vida, e tal. fica pápróxima... (não haverá prémio para o 5º comentário, não?... ah, está bem, era só pra saber... - suspiroooo)
Cristina

Anonymous said...

e já agora: e aquele vídeo, hein? a t-shirtzinha cor-de-rosa dos take that? o nick é o maior. :D
Cristina

pedro vieira said...

caro luis, na mouche. destino postal para o email, s.f.f.

cara cristina, obrigado pela militância, prometo que se continuar desempregado farei 'quizes' com muita frequência mas com a consequente penúria as despesas de correio terão de ser suportadas pelos leitores

Anonymous said...

ora essa. venham de lá os rabiscos que vão de cá os selos. mas se for esse o motivo do aumento de produção... prefiro que nunca mais apareçam "quizes".

não esmoreças.

Cristina