Os sítios onde voltei atrás para ler outra vez
haaaa...foi o livro que me apaixonou pelos livros! Tive tanta pena que tivesse acabado a história :(
Que vontade de reler este livro...
mr. thomas alan waits escreveu esta letra para «jack&neal» (ALBUM: FOREIGN AFFAIRS, 1977).tenta encontrar a música, que vale a pena."Jack was sitting poker faced with bullets backed with bitchesNeal hunched at the wheel putting everyone in stitchesBragging about some nurse he screwed while driving through NebraskaAnd when she came she honked the hornNeal just barely missed a truckAnd then he asked her if she'd like to come like that to CaliforniaYou see a red head in a uniform will always get you hornyYeah and with her hairnet and those white shoes and a name tag and a hatShe drove like Andy Granatelli and knew how to fix a flatAnd Jack was almost at the bottom of his MD 2020Neal was yelling out the window trying to buy some benniesFrom a Lincoln full of Mexicans and the left rear tire blowedAnd the sons of bitches pretty near almost ran us off the roadAnd while the nurse had spilled the Maneshewitz all up and down her dressAnd then she lit the map on fire Neal just had to guessShould we try and find a bootleg route or a filling station openThe nurse was dumping out her purse and looking for an envelopeAnd Jack was out of cigarettes and as we crossed the yellow lineThe gas pumps looked like tombstones from hereAnd it felt lonelier than a parking lot when the last car pulls awayAnd the moonlight dressed the double breasted foothills in the mirrorWeaving out a negligee and a black brassiereAnd the Mercury was running hot and we were almost out of gasJust then Florence Nightingale she dropped her drawers andStuck her fat ass half way out of the window to a Wilson Pickett tuneAnd shouted Get a load of this and gave the finger to the moonCounting one eyed Jacks and whistling dixie in the carNeal was doing least a hundred when we saw a falling starAnd Florence wished that Neal would hold her instead of chewing on his cigarJack was nodding out and wishing he was in a barWith Charlie Parker on the bandstand and not a worry in the worldAnd a glass of beer in one hand and his arms around a girlNeal was singing to the nurse Underneath the Harlem MoonAnd somehow you could just tell we'd be in California soonOpen up your golden gatesCalifornia here I comeI said California here I comeLook out California here I come"
abençoado youtube! aqui está:http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7cDbx6d3i4w
dos livros da vida, oferecido pelo meu pai.the beatnik generationversusthe beat(en) generation
Que lindo! Vou comentar só para dizer que conheci hoje este teu blog e estou bastante contente com isso.
Tom waits for no oneabençoado youtube, kerouac e queridos comentadores que eu tenho
descobri o kerouac no 2º ano de faculdade e nunca mais nos separamos
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