viernes, 23 de abril de 2010

La Broma Asesina




When the world is full of care
And every headline screams despair,

All is rape, starvation, war and life is vile

Then there's a certain thing I do

Which I shall pass along to you,

That's always guaranteed to make me smile:

I go loo-oo-oony as a light-bulb battered bug!

Simply loo-oo-oony, sometimes foam and chew the rug!

Mister, life is swell In a padded cell,
It'll chase those blues away:

You can trade your gloom

For a rubber room

And injections twice a day!

Just go loo-oo-oony like an acid casualty,

Or a moo-oo-oonie, or a preacher on T.V.

When the human race
Wears an anxious face,

When the bomb hangs overhead,

When your kid turns blue,

It won't worry you,

You can smile and nod instead.

When you're loo-oo-oony, then you just don't give a fig,

Man's so pu-uu-uny, and the universe so big!

If you hurt inside,

Get certified,

And if life should treat you bad,

Don't get ee-ee-eeven, get mad!!


Letra de Alan Moore (tomada de "The Killing Joke").