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As coisas que eu ouvia quando era teenager ...

Quem se recorda? Ontem, de súbito, como quase tudo o que se passa na minha vida, lembrei-me do pequeno Ian Dury a cantar ou melhor a soletrar:

Sex And Drugs And Rock 'N' Roll



Sex and drugs and rock and roll
Is all my brain and body need
Sex and drugs and rock and roll
Are very good indeed

Keep your silly ways or throw them out the window
The wisdom of your ways, I've been there and I know
Lots of other ways, what a jolly bad show
If all you ever do is business you don't like

Sex and drugs and rock and roll
Sex and drugs and rock and roll
Sex and drugs and rock and roll
Is very good indeed

Every bit of clothing ought to make you pretty
You can cut the clothing, grey is such a pity
I should wear the clothing of Mr. Walter Mitty
See my tailor, he's called Simon, I know it's going to fit

Here's a little piece of advice
You're quite welcome it is free
Don't do nothing that is cut price
You know what that'll make you be
They will try their tricky device
Trap you with the ordinary
Get your teeth into a small slice
The cake of liberty

Sex and drugs and rock and roll
Sex and drugs and rock and roll
Sex and drugs and rock and roll
Sex and drugs and rock and roll
Sex and drugs and rock and roll
Sex and drugs and rock and roll
Sex and drugs and rock and roll
Sex and drugs and rock and roll
Sex, drugs, rock, roll
Sex, drugs, rock, roll

Ian Dury And The Blockheads

Verdade seja dita, que esta remota reminiscência ocorreu durante a viagem de regresso a Montemor depois de largar uma pipa de massa na tesouraria de uma conhecida instituição académica para fazer investigação... É o que se chama pagar para trabalhar. Paradoxos da sociedade de consumo. Por isso está tudo explicado!!!