HowTo:Write incoherently
| Roberto Carlos and the incoherent taxobox | |
|---|---|
| Scientific classification | |
| Phylum | São tantas emoções! |
| Class | Alzheimer |
| Order | Amputees |
| Family | Elvii |
| Genus | Lonely |
| Species | widower |
| Binomial name | |
| Multus obligatus | |
| Specifications | |
| Primary armament | Roses |
| Secondary armament | Bewitches you with that charming old man voice |
| Power supply | The love of old ladies |
| Health | Much affected by his absurdly old age |
| Mana | Não faço ideia (I have no idea) |
| Strength | Not much |
| Intelligence | Forgetting |
| Weight | Skeletal |
| Length | Either hangs out with tall women, or he's kinda short. |
| Special attack | Jumps hopscotch with you on his one leg |
| Conservation status | |
| Eternal | |
So here it is, the incoherent lyrics.[edit]
(refrain x3)
Jesus Christ
Jesus Christ
Jesus Christ, take care of me!
Over my head the clouds
Are running on in the the blue sky
While on the sad who are worn
Life is so harder and people cry
Like the clouds above
Everybody here has gone astray
But he can show them how
To better find the right way
“Adele, will you marry me? Then we can be "rolling in the deep" together.”
(refrain)
Everybody I see
Feels so much love and cries for peace
All those who could do war
They hope it's great and never cease[1]
Seeing the flowers blooming
Between the stones of ourselves the soil[2]
My heart it feels the hopes
That anything can't destroy
(refrain)
Everyone that I meet
Blood and brothers will do so help
Trying to find the people
Who truly care enough to change the world
May God grant this crime
Of raising the prison of day to day[3]
So that the loves that be are raised together
And together play
(refrain, infinty-million times)
What the fuck does this even mean? Was he Bat Fuck Insane when he wrote this song? And these are the exact lyrics, too.
More incoherence[edit]
- Bat Fuck Insane
- HowTo:Write articles while extremely drunk
- Absurdity
- Random humor
- AAAAAAA!
- UnBooks:Sexually suggestive songs by Roberto Carlos
Even more incoherence[edit]
At this point I don't know what the Hell I'm talking about, so Have a nice day.