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O Superman

O Superman.
O judge.
O Mom and Dad.
Mom and Dad.
O Superman.
O judge.
O Mom and Dad.
Mom and Dad.

quando se fala do homem da capa, lembro-me de uma música de Laurie Anderson.

Hi.
I'm not home right now.
But if you want to leave a message, just start talking at the sound of the tone.
Hello?
This is your Mother.
Are you there?
Are you coming home?
Hello?
Is anybody home?

vou tentar imaginar que o home da capa não é amaricano...

Well, you don't know me, but I know you.
And I've got a message to give to you.
Here come the planes.
So you better get ready.
Ready to go.
You can come as you are, but pay as you go.
Pay as you go.
And I said: OK.
Who is this really?
And the voice said:
This is the hand, the hand that takes.
This is the hand, the hand that takes.
This is the hand, the hand that takes.

se ele não fosse amaricano, provavelmente não usaria aquela fatiota bizarramente amaricana...

Here come the planes.
They're American planes.
Made in America.
Smoking or non-smoking?
And the voice said:
Neither snow nor rain nor gloom of night shall stay these couriers from the swift completion of their appointed rounds.
'Cause when love is gone, there's always justice.
And when justive is gone, there's always force.
And when force is gone, there's always Mom.

para melhorar o mundo deveria começar por se suicidar.

Hi Mom!
So hold me, Mom, in your long arms.
So hold me, Mom, in your long arms.
In your automatic arms.
Your electronic arms.
In your arms.
So hold me, Mom, in your long arms.
Your petrochemical arms.
Your military arms.
In your electronic arms.

ele & todos os superes-qualquer-coisa, os messias, os lideres & afins! talvez sem as famosas lideranças fortes, os seres humanos percebessem que o futuro está nas suas mãos!