Intro: (              ) Give me no restrictions on what I do or say              Don’t speak of tomorrow when it’s still today          Leave me to my selfish ways I’m well enough alone                  That is what I tell myself as I stumble home    Derelict across the street in the garbage bin          Looks like he’s found something neat judging by his grin               Such a long long way to go hope I get there soon         Wish I could jump a great height and land in my front room              (      )   Whoa-oh-oh-Whoa-oh-oh    Wake up in the morning make sure I’m still alive             Percolate the coffee opens up my eyes       Hear the cricket calling switch on the TV             Sit and stare for hours and cheer Dennis Lillee       (      )   Whoa-oh-oh-Whoa-oh-oh     SOLO (       ) Through the de-restriction zone we pass a long wide load                   Laugh at the reflections of cat’s eyes on the road       Freeways hypnotize me up up and away               Hope we make it home tonight Be that as it may (      )   Whoa-oh-oh-Whoa-oh-oh     _______________________________________________________ Contribuição: Thiago Bezerra Miranda([email protected])