Saturday, June 12, 2010

Molto più che poesia

Molto più che poesia, è forse la canzone che preferisco tra tutte. Almeno tra quelle firmate Ramones. Sarà perché è estate e a giugno solo feste e caos, ma questa canzone rimbalza ogni santo giorno, specie la sera e gli amici russi “dove cazzo l’hai sentita questa?!” e tu “è dei Ramones!” e loro “Ah, sì, Ramones!!” e li vedi schizzare sui divani e saltare senza sosta aspettando il buttafuori fare il suo mestiere. La voglio condividere qui, leggetela bene attenti di avere una bottiglia di infiammabile a portata di mano e quando si arriva al “When I see that price that you pay” pronti a scagliarla sul muro. E se arriva il capo e vi dice che siete licenziati tagliategli la cravatta. E non solo quella. Buona anarchia.

While I'm lying in my bed at night I don't wanna grow up
Nothing ever seems to turn out right I don't wanna grow up
How do you move in a world of fog that's always changing things
Makes me wish that I could be a dog
When I see that price that you pay I don't want to grow up
I don't ever wanna be that way I don't wanna grow up
Seems that folks turn into things they never want
The only thing to live for is today
I'm gonna put a hole in my TV set I don't wanna grow up
Open up the medicine chest I don't wanna grow up
I don't wanna have to shout it out I don`t want my hair to fall out
I don't wanna be filled with doubt I don't wanna be a good boy scout
I don't wanna have to learn to count I don't want the biggest amount
No I don't want to grow up
When I see my parents fight I don't want to grow up
They all go out and drinking all night I don't wanna grow up
I'd rather stay here in my room Nothing out there but sad and gloom
I don't wanna live in a big old tomb on Grand St.
When I see the 5.00 clock news I don't wanna grow up
Comb their hair and shine their shoes I don't wanna grow up
Stay around in my old hometown I don't wanna put no money down
I don't wanna get a big old loan Work them fingers to the bone
I dont' wanna float on a broom Fall in love get married then boom
How the hell did it get here so soon
No I don't want to grow up

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