Esta semana ficou marcada pelo fim dos R.E.M., uma das mais míticas bandas no universo alternativo da música, como foi noticiado pelo RADAR.
Formada em 1980 em Athens, Georgia, a banda conta com 31 anos de carreira e 15 discos no seu reportório, além de ter adquirido o estatuto de marco na música rock alternativa.
Portanto, em homenagem ao grupo, esta semana a sugestão é “Man on the Moon”, um dos seus maiores êxitos, retirado do disco Automatic for the People, de 1993:
Mott the Hoople and the game of Life. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Andy Kaufman in the wrestling match. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Monopoly, Twenty one, checkers, and chess. Yeah, yeah, yeah,yeah.
Mister Fred Blassie in a breakfast mess. Yeah, yeah, yeah,yeah.
Let's play Twister, let's play Risk. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
See you in heaven if you make the list. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Hey, Andy did you hear about this one? Tell me, are you locked in the punch?
Hey Andy are you goofing on Elvis? Hey, baby. Are we losingtouch?
If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon.
If you believe there's nothing up my sleeve, then nothing is cool.
Moses went walking with the staff of wood. Yeah, yeah, yeah,yeah.
Newton got beaned by the apple good. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Egypt was troubled by the horrible asp. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Mister Charles Darwin had the gall to ask. Yeah, yeah, yeah,yeah.
Hey Andy did you hear about this one? Tell me, are you locked in the punch?
Hey, Andy are you goofing on Elvis? Hey, baby. Are you havingfun?
If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon.
If you believe there's nothing up my sleeve, then nothing is cool.
Here's a little agit for the never-believer. Yeah, yeah, yeah,yeah.
Here's a little ghost for the offering. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Here's a truck stop instead of Saint Peter's. Yeah, yeah, yeah,yeah.
Mister Andy Kaufman's gone wrestling [wrestling bears]. Yeah,yeah, yeah, yeah.
Hey Andy did you hear about this one? Tell me, are you locked in the punch?
Hey Andy are you goofing on Elvis, hey baby, are we losingtouch?
If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon.
If you believe there's nothing up my sleeve, then nothing is cool.
letra retirada de letras.terra.com.br
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