Mas tão coladinho na música destes tipos que até a mim me mete impressão…

Algumas coisas soltas que não me saem da cabeça:

All you people are vampires
All your stories are stale
Though you pretend to stand by us
Though you’re certain we’ll fail

They said it changes when the sun goes down

I bet that you look good on the dancefloor
I don’t know if you’re looking for romance or…
I don’t know what you’re looking for
I bet that you look good on the dancefloor
Dancing to electro-pop like a robot from 1984

Get off the bandwagon and put down the handbook

I don’t want to hear you
(Kick me out, kick me out)
I don’t want to hear you no
(Kick me out, kick me out) Fake Tales of San Francisco
Echo through the air
And there’s a few bored faces in the back
All wishing they weren’t there

E podia continuar a meter cá, indefinidamente, extractos de letras que simplesmente não param de vir à cabeça.

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