Sip, el vell és va morir.
Per fi avui l´he pogut probar... sense molestar als veïns. I és que ja no recordava què era escoltar discs de vinil, últimament sonaven TANT malament que ja no en posava mai.
Així doncs avui us escric la lletra d´una cançó, que ha sonat repetidament avui al migdia al meu pis... Bé, de fet ha sonat tot el disc i és que dóna tant bon rotllo!!!
Times have change,
And we´ve often rewound the clock
Since the Puritans got a shock
When they landed on Plymouth Rock,
If today
And shock they should try to stew,
´Stead of landing on Plymouth Rock,
Plymouth Rock would land on them.
In olden days a glimpse of stocking
Was looked on as something schocking,
But now, God knows,
Anything goes.
Good authors too who once knew better words
Now only use four-letter words
Writing prose,
Anything goes.
The world has gone mad today
And good´s bad today,
And black´s white today,
And day´s night today,
When most guys today
That women prize today
Are just silly gigolos.
And though I´m not a great romancer
I know that I´m bound to answer
When you propose,
Anything goes.
When Grandmama whose age is eighty
In nightclubs is getting matey
With gigolos,
Anything goes.
When mothers pack and leave poor father
Beacause they decide they´d rather be
Tennis pros,
Anything goes.
If driving fast cars you like,
If low bars you like,
If old hymns yoo like,
If bare limbs you like,
If Mae West you like
Or me undressed you like,
Why, nobody will oppose.
When night, the set that´s smart is in-
Truding in nudist parties in
Studios,
Anything goes.
The world has gone mad today ...
If saying your prayers you like,
If green pears you like,
If old chairs you like,
If back stairs you like,
If love affairs you like
With young bears you like,
Why, nobody will oppose.
And though I´m not a great romancer ...
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