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Letras de Canciones / R / Roger Waters / The Pros and Cons of Hitchhiking / |
| Roger Waters - 4.50 am Go Fishing |
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As cars go by I cast my mind's eye
Over back packs on roof racks
Beyond the horizon where dream makers
Working white plastic processors invite the unwary to reach for the pie in the sky
Go fishing my boy
We set out in the spring with a trunk full of books about everything
About solar devices and how nice natural childbirth is
We cut down some trees and we trailed our ideals through the forest glade
We dammed up the stream and the kids cooled their heels in the fishing pool we'd made
We held hands and we exchanged bands
And we practically lived off the land
You adopted a fox cub whose mother was somebody's coat
You fed him by hand and then snuggled him down
In the grandfather bed while I wrote
We grew our own maize and I only occasionally went into town
To stock up on antibiotics and shells for the shotgun that I kept around
I told the kids stories while you worked your loom
And the sun went down sooner each day
Chapter six in which Eeyore has birthday and gets two presents
Daddy.. come on dad..
Eeyore the old grey donkey stood by the side of the stream and he looked at himself in the water. "Pathetic," he said,"that's what it is."
"Good morning, Eeyore" said Pooh.
"Oh," said Pooh, and he thought for a long time.
The leaves all fell down, our crops all turned brown
It was over
As the first snowflakes fell I realised all was not well in the camp
The kids caught bronchitis
The space heater ran out of diesel
One weekend a friend from the East, rot his soul, stole your heart
I said, "Fuck it then
Take the kids back to town
Maybe I'll see you around"
And so.. leaving all our hopes and dreams to the wind and the rain
Taking only our stash, left our litter and trash
And set out on the road again... on the road again
Bye bye Daddy.. bye Daddy
You can bring Pearl, she's a darn nice girl
But don't bring Liza |
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Webs amigas |
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