It just makes me cry my tears don't seem to dry
And that's why, I'm crushed
Relembrando os velhos tempos de CD de musiquinhas (como
there's a hole in my bucket, dear Lisa, dear Lisa...) no 386,
umas musica profundamente profunda.
Nobody likes me, everybody hates me,
Guess I'll go eat worms,
Long, thin, slimy ones; Short, fat, juicy ones,
Itsy, bitsy, fuzzy wuzzy worms.
Down goes the first one, down goes the second one,
Oh how they wiggle and squirm.
Up comes the first one, up comes the second one,
Oh how they wiggle and squirm.
Que tem toda uma magica por tras. Quer dizer.
O cara não eh gostado e a unica saida que ele
encontra eh comer minhocas de todos os tipos.
Isso me leva a Biologia.
E, de tão magica, tem ateh versões alternativerrimas.
A que eu mais gosto eh a segunda.
Alternate Version 1:
Nobody likes me, everybody hates me,
think I'll go eat worms...
big fat juicy ones, little slimy skinny ones,
hope they don't have germs!
Alternate Version 2:
Nobody loves me, everybody hates me
Think I'll go and eat worms
Long ones, short ones, fat ones, thin ones
See how they wriggle and squirm
I bite off the heads, and suck out the juice
And throw the skins away
Nobody knows how fat I grow
On worms three times a day
Ohh...nobody loves me.
Alternate Version 3:
Nobody likes me, everybody hates me,
Think I'll go eat worms.
Big fat juicy ones, Eensie weensy squeensy ones,
See how they wiggle and squirm.
Chomp off their heads and squeeze out the juice
And throw their tails away
Nobody knows how I survive
On worms three times a day.
Alternate Version 4:
Nobody likes me, everybody hates me
I'm goin' down the garden to eat worms
Long thin slimy ones, short fat fuzzy ones
Ooey gooey, ooey gooey worms
Long thin slimy ones slip down easily
Short fat fuzzy ones don't
Short fat fuzzy ones stick to your teeth
And the juice goes slurpin' (slurping noise) down your throat
Back to real boring life, coz no one can dream 24/7... Wait... I CAN!
Digamos que estou muito feliz com a segunda chance dada para John
Peter Lewis. Tambem estou feliz porque logo poderei ver em minha
TVzinha o lindo William Hung se apresentando mais uma vez. E dessa
vez com dançarinas atras dele. "Tallllk to me, tell me your name....." "I've
done my best.... and I have no LegLets aL all"
Talkin' bout my generation.
Back to work
Hey Angel, don't let me suffer.
All I need is your help.
Ah fala serio... Eu era uma criança tão burra...
Fala serio... Anyway, life's short. So, I have no LegLets aL all.
I was only 11....
I was only trying to keep the walls from closing in
I was only waiting 'round for something to begin
I was only seventeen(eleven)
I told you that it didn't mean a thing |
