In speed cooking, a contest very famous in China, one chef will fail the contest if the animal's not moving when it hits the plate and ir ready to be eaten.

LALALALALA, BEETLEJUICE!!

Ladies and gentlemen,
Boils and ghouls,
Step right up!
Behind this curtain lies a ghastly concoction
Of delight, horror, fantasy and terror!
Your every wish is our command,
Your every whimsical desire brought to life.
But I'm warning you, there's always a price -

Welcome to the greatest show unearthed!

The dark carnival is in town,
You’d better be ready:
Just follow the parade
Of dancing skeletons;
Full of ghoulish delights
Around every corner - 
Don't tell your parents you're here,
They will soon be mourners

Welcome to the lower birth,
The greatest show unearthed:
We appear without a sound,
The darkest show around,
We will leave you in a daze -
Madness, murder, dismay!
We will disappear at night,
With blood on the concrete

I will be your ticket taker -
Come inside, it's a dream!
Enter the fun house of mirrors,
No one can hear you scream.
We can supply anything
That your heart desires,
But the consequences
Will surely be dire.

Welcome to the lower birth,
The greatest show unearthed:
We appear without a sound,
The darkest show around,
We will leave you in a daze -
Madness, murder, dismay!
We will disappear at night,
With blood on the concrete

Come inside
For the ride,
Your deepest darkest fears

The best night
Of your life,
You're never leaving here

The unknown,
The unseen,
Is what you're gonna find

Witness this,
Witness that,
Until you lose your mind!

Welcome to the lower birth,
The greatest show unearthed:
We appear without a sound,
The darkest show around,
We will leave you in a daze -
Madness, murder, dismay!
We will disappear at night,
With blood on the concrete

Nunca mais chega o ALIVE , I want action!

They do envy you, under their polished looks, they do wish they were you.

Let them go, set them free. They don't need you, so allow youself not to need them. find the joy and acomplishment inside you, and not in other people's eyes. Their eyes weren't made to see you, the we're made to see what you show them.



Its cold outside
And the paints peeling off of my walls
Theres a man outside
In a long coat, grey hat, smoking a cigarette

Now the light fades out
And Im wondering what Im doing in a room like this
Theres a knock on the door
And just for a second I thought I remembered you

So now Im alone
Now I can think for myself
About little deals
And *issues*
And things that I just dont understand
Like a white lie that night
Or a slight touch at times
I dont think it meant anything to you

So I open the door
Its the `friend that Id left in the hallway
Please sit down
A candle lit a shadow on a wall near the bed

You know I hate to ask
But, are `friends electric?
Mines broke down
And now Ive no one to love

So I find out your reason
For the phone calls and smiles
And it hurts
And Im lonely
And I should never have tried
And I missed you tonight
So its time to leave
You see this means everything to me

Tubeway army (Gary Numan)

«I have a condition called Aspergers Syndrome, which is like a mild form of autism It means I don't interact properly in certain social situations».


There's a Numanoid in me...