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Please could you stop the noise, I'm trying to get some rest
From all the unborn chicken voices in my headWhat's that...? (I may be paranoid, but not an android)
What's that...? (I may be paranoid, but not an android)
When I am king, you will be first against the wall
With your opinion which is of no consequence at allWhat's that...? (I may be paranoid, but no android)
What's that...? (I may be paranoid, but no android)
Ambition makes you look pretty ugly
Kicking and squealing gucci little piggyYou don't remember
You don't remember
Why don't you remember my name?
Off with his head, man
Off with his head, man
Why don't you remember my name?
I guess he does....
Rain down, rain down
Come on rain down on me
From a great height
From a great height... height...
Rain down, rain down
Come on rain down on me
From a great height
From a great height... height...
Rain down, rain down
Come on rain down on me
That's it, sir
You're leaving
The crackle of pigskin
The dust and the screaming
The yuppies networking
The panic, the vomit
The panic, the vomitGod loves his children, God loves his children, yeah!
From all the unborn chicken voices in my headWhat's that...? (I may be paranoid, but not an android)
What's that...? (I may be paranoid, but not an android)
When I am king, you will be first against the wall
With your opinion which is of no consequence at allWhat's that...? (I may be paranoid, but no android)
What's that...? (I may be paranoid, but no android)
Ambition makes you look pretty ugly
Kicking and squealing gucci little piggyYou don't remember
You don't remember
Why don't you remember my name?
Off with his head, man
Off with his head, man
Why don't you remember my name?
I guess he does....
Rain down, rain down
Come on rain down on me
From a great height
From a great height... height...
Rain down, rain down
Come on rain down on me
From a great height
From a great height... height...
Rain down, rain down
Come on rain down on me
That's it, sir
You're leaving
The crackle of pigskin
The dust and the screaming
The yuppies networking
The panic, the vomit
The panic, the vomitGod loves his children, God loves his children, yeah!
Notas:
Impressões:
Esta música no fundo representa o caos e uma face negra da sociedade. Para mim a letra transmitiu uma certa apatia e tristeza. Considerando que o título foi inspirado pela personagem do livro de Douglas Adams, pode ser que a letra descreva de certa forma o que vai na cabeça deste robô deprimido.
No entanto, acho que esta letra transmite um sentimento relativamente comum. Para mim, pareceu-me descrever aquela situação em que vemos coisas tão horríveis a acontecer no mundo, que acaba por nos fazer sentir como se não fizéssemos parte da espécie humana.
A letra também sugere que esta pessoa deprimida pode estar a tornar-se paranóica e a apresentar alguns sintomas psicóticos e de distanciamento da realidade.
Achei a letra um pouco estranha no inicio, mas depois de alguma pesquisa, apercebi-me que tratava de uma temática interessante com que todos poderíamos relacionar.
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