Happy Hour: Metallica - Turn the Page

Ah, o primeiro Happy Hour de 2017! Se você chegou recente e não sabe que diabos é o Happy Hour, eu explico: no antigo site nós tínhamos a tradição de toda segunda-feira postar um Monday Metal, e trouxemos ele para cá. O Happy Hour nada mais é que a mesma coisa, porém na sexta-feira, o Dia Oficial da Maldade. Pode ser que um dia tenha metal, mas pode ser que um dia tenha trilha sonora de game, anime, filme, cover, música original, o que der na telha.

Começamos o ano ao som de uma música batida, mas que eu gosto muito e sempre me vem na ideia em situações assim de recomeço: "Turn The Page" do Metallica. Foi exatamente assim que eu saí de 2016: decidida a virar várias páginas e deixar memórias e pessoas lá, esquecidas como elas bem merecem, pra seguir vivendo a vida mais ou menos em paz. Então é isso: solte o play, aproveite para ver os Happy Hour anteriores e vamos musicar.

Letra

On a long and lonesome highway east of omaha

You can listen to the engines moanin' out its one old song

You think about the woman or the girl you knew the night before

But your thoughts will soon be wandering the way they always do

When you're riding sixteen hours and there's nothing much to do

And you don't feel much like riding, you just wish the trip wasthrough

Here I am, on the road again

There I am, up on the stage

Here I go, playing star again

There I go, turn the page

So you walk into this restaurant strung out from the road

And you feel the eyes upon you, as you're shaking off the cold

You pretend it doesn't bother you, but you just want to explode

Yeah, most times you can't hear 'em talk, other times you can

All the same old clichés: is it woman? is it man?

And you always seem outnumbered, you don't dare make a stand

Make your stand

Here I am, on the road again

There I am, up on the stage

Here I go, playing star again

There I go, turn the page

Oo-ooh, out there in the spotlight, you're a million miles away

Every ounce of energy you try to give away

As the sweat pours out your body like the music that you play,yeah

Later in the evening, you lie awake in bed

With the echoes of the amplifiers ringing in your head

You smoke the day's last cigarette, remembering what she said

What she said

He-ey

Yeah

And here I am, on the road again

There I am, up on a stage

Here I go, playing star again

There I go, turn the page

There I go, turn that page

There I go, yeah, yeah

There I go, yeah, yeah

There I go, yeah

There I go, yeah

There I go, oo-oo-ooh

There I go

And I'm gone