Ovdje kliknite jer nemate pametnijeg posla. Ne, ne zanima me. Nemate. Čitanje blogova nije "bivanje zaposlenim". Na gornjem linku se može pronaći pjesma "Dear Alice" Postcardsa, prekrasna pjesma o žensko-ženskim, muško-ženskim, žensko-žensko-muškim, muško-muško-ženskim, žensko-žensko-pingvin-žengskim i raznim mješanim odnosima s kakvima ste zasigurno imali doticaja (u ovom ili onom obliku). Ritmička dinamika mi je i dalje nepoznanica, ali zato vokal napreduje. U nekom već smjeru. A perkusijske dionice... Oh, dragi Bože, perkusijske dionice! EDIT: Tekst drage Alise: I don't love you anymore, dear Alice I'm thinking about your girlfriend tonight How is she in bed? Does she wake up in the morning? Does she leave her hair on the pillows at night? Is her right eye blue or green? Is her smile as serene As chlorophorm for the heart? Is the tart really worth it, dear Alice? I'm thinking about your barrel-chested boyfriend With his long blond curly hair And his biceps like a pair of Goodyear's, His firm yet lovin' stare. Is his trust so much better? Is his smile as sweet As a pack of chipmuncks on speed? Is his safety really what you need, dear Alice? I'm imagining your harem, dear Alice How you play canasta almost every night Once or twice someone pulls out A dust-encrusted box of Twister And then you all go batshit And get blisters on your knees Why was it, again, that I left you When there was so much I still wanted from you Like a cake on Christmas Or a partner on Winter-een-mas? Are you guys better than the idea of Us? Well screw you and the horse your rode in on, dear Alice I can do better than you in my head And if I can imagine it then, by God, I can find it That's how logic works, right? Well, we'll see. Goodnight, Alice. ... I don't love you anymore, dear Alice Though I am thinking about your girlfriend tonight |