Scarred for Life, Slapp Happy, alla voce Dagmar Krause
Leave me something to remember you by,
more than a lock of your hair.
Leave me scarred for life, show you really care.
You can do it with kindness, keener than a knife.
Just by making yourself scarce you can leave me scarred for life.
We walked arm in arm with madness & every little breeze
whispered of the secret love we had for our disease.
Leave me something so I won’t forget, more than a nick or a scratch,
to remind me that in you I met, in you I met my match.
Nothing on the surface, I don’t want it to show.
Something I can hide inside so only you & I will know.
You know I’d do the same for you -
leave me scarred for life. & if we never met again
for all the time we spent leave me with a tender spot.
something permanent.
Cronache di Pastrufazio
Pastrufazio si trova a Milano. Vista con gli occhi del Gadda della Cognizione del dolore. L'unico sguardo possibile per la mia città, «una brutta e mal combinata città». Ma pur sempre l'unica, in questa scempia nazione, in cui a qualcuno può venire in testa di «tradurre il caos in sistemi».
