"Rock Of Gibraltar"
Let me say this to you
I'll be steadfast and true
And my love will never falter
The sea would crash about us
The waves would lash about us
I'll be your Rock of Gibraltar
Sometimes it's hard
And we're both caught off guard
But there's nothing I would ever alter
The wind could howl round our ears
For the next thousand years
I'd still be your Rock of Gibraltar
The best thing I done
Was to make you the one
Who I'd walk with down to the altar
You'd stand by me
And together we'd be
That great, steady Rock of Gibraltar
Under the big yellow moon
On our honeymoon
I took you on a trip to Malta
And all through the night
You held me so tight
Your great, steady Rock of Gibraltar
Could the powers that be
Ever foresee
That things could so utterly alter?
All the plans that we laid
Could soon be betrayed
Betrayed like the Rock of Gibraltar
Nick Cave
O debate dos candidatos à autarquia pacense confirma ideias estereotipadas:
O candidato da situação quer manter a dita cuja, com a novidade de dar um rio à cidade. Quanto à oposição, de um lado a garantia da tradicional solução dos jobs for the boys, materializados numa panóplia de agencias e empresas municipais; do outro aos jobs for everybody, decalcados do estilo demagogo-socrático, soma-se a solução esperada de um construtor civil, seja, reve-se o pdm e chamam-se as máquinas, que o que é preciso é casas.
Ora sendo eu em nada superior a um qualquer homoeconoemicus e , como tal, avesso ao risco...

When I think of you baton rouge
I think of a mariachi band
I think of sixteen and a crisp green football field
I think of a girl I never had
When I think of you baton rouge
I think of a back seat in a car
Windows are foggy and so are we
as the police asked for our I.D.
So helpless
so helpless
Ooohhh, so helpless
ooohhh, so helpless
Ooohhh, so helpless
so helpless
Well I once had a car lost it in a divorce
the judge was a woman of course
She said give her the car and the house and your taste
or else I set the trial date
So now when I think of you baton rouge
and the deep southern belles with their touch
I wonder where love ends and hate starts to blush
in the fields in the swamps in the rush
In the terra-cotta cobwebs of your mind
when did you start seeing me as a spider spinning web
Of malicious intent and you as poor, poor me
at the fire at the joint, this disinterred and broken mount
in the bedroom in the house where we were unmarried
So helpless, so helpless
so helpless
So helpless, so helpless
so helpless
When was I the villa in your heart
putting the brake on your start
you slapped my face and cried and screamed
that's what marriage came to mean
The bitterest ending of a dream
You wanted children and I did not
was that what it was all about
You might get a laugh when you hear me shout
you might get a laugh when you hear me shout
I wish I had
So helpless, so helpless
so helpless
So helpless, so helpless
so helpless
Sometimes when I think of baton rouge
I see us with two and a half strapping sons
One and a half flushed daughters preparing to marry
and two fat grandsons I can barely carry
Daddy, uncle, family gathered there for grace
a dog in a barbecue pit goes up in space
The dream recedes in the morning with a bad aftertaste
and I'm back in the big city worn from the race of the chase
what a waste
So thanks for the card the announcement of child
and I must say you and Sam look great
Your daughter's gleaming in that -
- white wedding dress with pride
sad to say I could never bring that to you that wide smile
So I try not to think of baton rouge
or of a, of a, of a mariachi band
Or of sixteen and a crisp green football field
and the girl, and the girl I never had
So helpless, so helpless
so helpless
So helpless, so helpless
so helpless
Baton Rouge*, Lou R
So helpless, so Helpless
*- Para quem vir e não entender Baton Rouge é uma das cidades do Louisiana atingida pelo Katrina