A música morreu!

Ano Novo, vida nova! Enterraremos de vez música do passado e pra comemorar os novos dias, vai um Jim Morrison guela abaixo, straight shot:

Yeah, c’mon
When the music’s over
When the music’s over,
yeah, when the music’s over
Turn out the lights, turn out the lights
Turn out the lights, yeah
When the music’s over (x3)
Turn out the lights (x3)

For the music is your special friend
Dance on fire as it intends
Music is your only friend
Until the end (x3)

Cancel my subscription to the resurrection
Send my credentials to the house of detention
I got some friends inside
The face in the mirror won’t stop
The girl in the window won’t drop
A feast of friends, alive! she cried
Waitin’ for me, outside!
Before I sink, into the big sleep
I want to hear, I want to hearT
he scream of the butterfly
Come back, baby, back into my arm
We’re gettin’ tired of hangin’ around
Waitin’ around with our heads to the ground
I hear a very gentle sound, very near yet very far
Very soft, yeah, very clear,
come today, come today
What have they done to the earth?
What have they done to our fair sister?
Ravaged and plundered and ripped her and bit her
Stuck her with knives in the side of the dawn
And tied her with fences and dragged her down
I hear a very gentle sound
With your ear down to the ground
We want the world and we want it... (x2)

Now, now? , now!
Persian night, babe, see the light, babe
Save us!, jesus!, save us!

So when the music’s over
When the music’s over, yeah
When the music’s over
Turn out the lights (x3)

Well the music is your special friend
Dance on fire as it intends
Music is your only friend
Until the end (x3)

When the Music is Over
The Doors