Sei que por nada nesse mundo o Gorilla Biscuits tocaria esse som hoje e sei também que se tocasse ninguém iria entender, mas meu amigo, olha essa letra, conta a história de muitos, me incluo nessa: I remember when we first met We wore black leather jackets smoking cigarettes, We played our records; minor threat, 7 seconds, We moshed in the school yards, acting like retards. We run in the streets, by the shows where wed meet See you on Sunday, at the matinee We dont care which way we go We just wanna see the show Scaring people on the sidewalk in front of the club The kids will have their say at the matinee Girlfriends hinge on skinhead fringes Teenage kicks and drinking binges Any trouble getting in fake I.d.s try again a kick drum stow away Maybe the only way we dont care which way we go We just wanna see the show Scaring people on the sidewalk in front of the club The kids will have their say at the matinee Ill move through the crowd until Im in the front These are my people and this is where I want to be Ill move through the crowd until Im in the front I found my friends and this is where I want to be singing along At the matinee at the matinee every Sunday At the matinee at the matinee at the matinee Ill see you on Sunday Scaring people on the sidewalk in front of the club See the people on the sidewalk in front of the club
Posted on: Sun, 07 Dec 2014 15:39:02 +0000
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