Na noite desta quinta-feira a situação começou a sair de controle, por isso vamos parar um pouco para pensar antes de sair falando qualquer coisa que venha à cabeça, ou dar voz a boatos, paranóias ou pânico. Não estamos vivendo o baile da confusão que os Temptations cantaram nos anos 60 – ainda. Por isso, vou segurar um pouco o clima de protestos e amenizar o tom dos posts até o fim de semana. Já escrevi e reescrevi o post sobre os acontecimentos desses dias algumas vezes – e toda hora tenho que reescrever porque as coisas mudam completamente da noite pro dia. Por isso, peço desculpas por esse momento #offtopic.

Muita calma nessa hora.

1, 2… 1, 2, 3, 4, Ow!

People moving out, people moving in
Why, because of the color of their skin
Run, run, run but you sure can’t hide
An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth
Vote for me and I’ll set you free
Rap on, brother, rap on

Well, the only person talking about love thy brother is the preacher
And it seems nobody’s interested in learning but the teacher
Segregation, determination, demonstration, integration
Aggravation, humiliation, obligation to our nation

Ball of confusion
Oh yeah, that’s what the world is today
Woo, hey, hey.

The sale of pills are at an all time high
Young folks walking round with their heads in the sky
The cities ablaze in the summer time
And oh, the beat goes on

Evolution, revolution, gun control, sound of soul
Shooting rockets to the moon, kids growing up too soon
Politicians say more taxes will solve everything

And the band played on
So, round and around and around we go
Where the world’s headed, nobody knows

Oh, great googalooga, can’t you hear me talking to you
Just a ball of confusion
Oh yeah, that’s what the world is today
Woo, hey, hey

Fear in the air, tension everywhere
Unemployment rising fast, the Beatles new record’s a gas

And the only safe place to live is on an Indian reservation

And the band played on
Eve of destruction, tax deduction, city inspectors, bill collectors,
Mod clothes in demand, population out of hand, suicide, too many bills,
Hippies moving to the hills. People all over the world are shouting, ‘End the war.’

And the band played on.

Great googalooga, can’t you hear me talking to you.
Sayin’… ball of confusion.
That’s what the world is today, hey, hey.
Let me hear ya, let me hear ya, let me hear ya.
Sayin’… ball of confusion.
That’s what the world is today, hey, hey.
Let me hear ya, let me hear ya, let me hear ya, let me hear ya, let me hear ya.
Sayin’… ball of confusion.

Tags: junho de 2013, temptations