depois de ir ver o filme "control" sobre o Ian Curtis e os Joy division, e ouvir um homem a dizer um poema spoken-word com muitos "fucking"s pelo meio

saíu isto:

F***** LOST YOUTH

(clap)
…and the fucking trust and the fucking deceit
and the fucking hypocrisy that we fucking eat

and the fucking highs and the fucking lows
and the fucking “reds”, so much fucking “blues”

And the fucking soulless and the fucking vain
And the fucking obsession and the fucking pain

And the fucking ignorance and the fucking indifference
And the fucking labels and them fucking stables

And the fucking coldness in our beds
And the fucking selfishness in our heads

And the fucking time controls the fucking change
And what fucking rhymes could I do with “change”?

And the fucking moments that we fucking loose
And the fucking futilities that we fucking choose

And the fucking injustice and the fucking unjust
And the fucking actions that we fucking must…

(and the fucking lust….)

And the fucking laziness and the fucking insecurity
And fucking normality, majority, authority, inequity

Fucking loneliness and the fucking longing
And the fucking monogamy and the fucking misogyny

And the fucking poverty and the fucking economy
And all the fucking problems of the world that need solving….

And the fucking drinks and the fucking shame
And the fucking shrinks take our fucking blame…

And the fucking criminality and the fucking morality
And the fucking gender and the so fucking tender…

And the fucking discipline and the fucking bubbles
And the fucking endorphins and the fucking troubles…

And the fucking lies and the fucking jokes
And the fucking "whys?” and the fucking hopes…

And the fucking distance and the fucking endings
And the fucking indiference and the fucking spendings

And the fucking confusion and that fucking hate
And the fucking illusions and that fucking fate…

And the fucking irresponsible and the fucking regret
And all fucking good things we haven’t done yet…

And the fucking dissatisfaction and the fucking truth
And the fucking stubborn old…..
…and the fucking lost youth.- -


And the fucking us…..
And their fucking us…..
And they’re fucking us…….
We are fucking us.

(clap)
AND
“love will tear us apart”

we ought to burst our shells

we shatter our own heart

yes we “do it to ourselves”.

“Until the day I die I shall be a soldier,”
“None of us are free.”that is what I told ya.