Time to pretend

De tempos em tempos surge alguma banda que você escuta e pensa: esses caras fuderam com tudo! A minha banda do momento seguindo o hype sem medo é o MGMT, porque no mundo da minha cabeça os caras fuderam com tudo mesmo. Já escutei o disco todo umas cinco ou seis vezes e três músicas ficaram na minha cabeça em loop infinito. São elas os hits Time to pretend e Kids, além da ótima e não menos hit Electric Feel.

O som me envolveu e as letras são fodas. Embaixo a letra de Time to pretend e o clip crazy deles. Aumenta o som, bota o fone e se envolve!

I'm feeling rough, I'm feeling raw, I'm in the prime of my life.
Let's make some music, make some money, find some models for wives.
I'll move to Paris, shoot some heroin, and f**k with the stars.
You man the island and the cocaine and the elegant cars.

This is our decision, to live fast and die young.
We've got the vision, now let's have some fun.
Yeah, it's overwhelming, but what else can we do.
Get jobs in offices, and wake up for the morning commute.

Forget about our mothers and our friends
We're fated to pretend
To pretend
We're fated to pretend
To pretend

I'll miss the playgrounds and the animals and digging up worms
I'll miss the comfort of my mother and the weight of the world
I'll miss my sister, miss my father, miss my dog and my home
Yeah, I'll miss the boredem and the freedom and the time spent alone.

There's really nothing, nothing we can do
Love must be forgotten, life can always start up anew.
The models will have children, we'll get a divorce
We'll find some more models, everyting must run it's course.

We'll choke on our vomit and that will be the end
We were fated to pretend
To pretend
We're fated to pretend
To pretend

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Favor desconsiderar a gramática, sempre.