terça-feira, março 27, 2007


“The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not wantHe makes me down to lieThrough pastures green he leaded me the silent waters byWith bright knives he releases my soulHe make me to hang on hooks in high placesHe converted me to lamb cutletsFor lo,m he hath great power and great hungerWhen comes the day we lowly onesThrough quiet reflection and great dedicationMaster the art of karateLo, we shall rise upAnd then we'll make the bugger's eyes water
(Pink Floyd, Animals, 1977)