the point

marturisesc ca nu mi-a placut acest film cand eram mica. m-a speriat omul-indicator, iar "desenul" a fost catalogat ca fiind "urat". am tinut, insa, minte, refrenul lui harry nilsson "are you sleeping", si dansul doamnelor grase, si pe oblio si pe arrow.
cand am crescut un pic, am povestit despre film si ca mi-ar placea sa'l revad. cineva s-a agitat un pic si mi-a facut rost de el. l-am revazut. mi-a placut rau de tot (si gestul, si filmul).
poate ca muzica nu e geniala, poate ca nu e pe gustul vostru, dar macar ascultati versurile. nu poti sa nu zambesti, macar un pic.



Sit beside the breakfast table
Think about your troubles
Pour yourself a cup of tea
And think about the bubbles

You can take your teardrops
And drop them in a teacup
Take them down to the riverside
And throw them over the side
To be swept up by a current
And taken to the ocean
To be eaten by some fishes
Who were eaten by some fishes
And swallowed by a whale
Who grew so old
He decomposed

He died and left his body
To the bottom of the ocean
Now everybody knows
That when a body decomposes
The basic elements
Are given back to the ocean



And the sea does what it ought to
And soon there's salty water
(That's not too good for drinking)
'Cause it tastes just like a teardrop
(So they run it through a filter)
And it comes out from a faucet
(And is poured into a teapot)
Which is just about to bubble
Now, think about your troubles...