Não tenho mesmo nada para dizer.

Ring! ring! its 7:00 a.m.! Move yself to go again. Cold water in the face Brings you back to this awful place. Knuckle merchants and you bankers, too, must get up an learn those rules. Weather man and the crazy chief, One says sun and one says sleet. A.m., the f.m. the p.m. too Churning out that boogaloo. Gets you up and gets you out, But how long can you keep it up? Gimme honda, gimme sony, So cheap and real phony.

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