One of the people

ho passato un we a marsgiglia da un’amica, in realtà non ho voglia di scrivere nulla in proposito perchè ho sonnissimo e domattina mi alzo “presto”.. ma visto che ormai ho iniziato il post lo userò per copiare e incollare uno dei testi che hanno fatto grande la musica anglosassone..

Boss Of Me

They Might Be Giants

Yes, no, maybe
I don’t know
Can you repeat the question?

You’re not the boss of me now
You’re not the boss of me now
You’re not the boss of me now, and you’re not so big
You’re not the boss of me now
You’re not the boss of me now
You’re not the boss of me now, and you’re not so big

Life is unfair, so I just stare at the stain on the wall where
The TV’d been, but ever since we’ve moved in it’s been empty

Why I, why I’m in this room
There is no point explaining

You’re not the boss of me now, and you’re not so big
You’re not the boss of me now
You’re not the boss of me now
You’re not the boss of me now, and you’re not so big

Life is a test, and I confess
I like this mess I’ve made so far
Grade on a curve and you’ll observe
I’m right below the horizon

Yes, no, maybe, I don’t know
Can you repeat the question?

You’re not the boss of me now
You’re not the boss of me now
You’re not the boss of me now, and you’re not so big
You’re not the boss of me now
You’re not the boss of me now
You’re not the boss of me now, and you’re not so big

You’re not the boss of me now
You’re not the boss of me now
You’re not the boss of me now, and you’re not so big
You’re not the boss of me now
You’re not the boss of me now
You’re not the boss of me now, and you’re not so big

Life is unfair