... but it's okay. Good morning, good morning, good morning. Tá, mas já é 13h07.

Há 25 anos atrás morreu um cara foda. Minha mãe diz que ele era muito antipático, e ela não gosta dele, mas para mim ele era um gênio.

É hoje que eu fico vesga dos ouvidos de tanto ouvir Lennon, como há (sim, é com h) alguns meses atrás.

Em homenagem a ele, vou colocar a letra de uma de suas composições. Foi difícil escolher dentre tantas, então eu usei de um caráter completamente subjetivo para tanto.

Nobody told me - John Lennon

Everybodys talking and on one says a word Everybodys making love and no one really cares Theres Nazis in the bathroom just below the stairs

Always something happening and nothin going on Theres always something cooking and nothing in the pot Theyre starving back in China, so finish what you got

Nobody told me thered be days like these Nobody told me thered be days like these Nobody told me thered be days like these Strange days indeed, strange days indeed

Everybodys runnin and no one makes a move Well everybodys a winner and nothing left to lose Theres a little yellow idol to the north of Katmandu

Everybodys flying and no one leaves the ground Well everybodys crying and no one makes a sound Theres a place for us in movies, you just gotta stay around

Nobody told me thered be days like these Nobody told me thered be days like these Nobody told me thered be days like these Strange days indeed, most peculiar mama

Everybodys smoking and no ones getting high Everybodys flying and never touch the sky Theres UFOs over in New York and I aint too surprised

Nobody told me thered be days like these Nobody told me thered be days like these Nobody told me thered be days like these Strange days indeed, most peculiar mama

Sim, ele ainda tá vivo. E sim, ninguém me disse que viriam dias estranhos assim.