Espaço destinado a exposição de diversos formatos voltados para a Filosofia e suas diversas formas de aplicação. São trabalhos que apresentam a Filosofia no seu estado usual. Representam formas ideológicas diversas e suas possíveis interpretações. Filosofia e Ideologia são irmãs gêmeas inseparáveis.
Standing on the beach With a gun in my hand Staring at the sea Staring at the sand Staring down the barrel At the Arab on the ground I can see his open mouth But I hear no sound
I’m alive, I’m dead I’m the stranger Killing an Arab
I can turn And walk away Or I can fire the gun Staring at the sky Staring at the sun Whichever I chose It amounts to the same Absolutely nothing
I’m alive, I’m dead I’m the stranger Killing an Arab
I feel the steel butt jump Smooth in my hand Staring at the sea Staring at the sand Staring at myself Reflected in the eyes Of the dead man on the beach The dead man on the beach
I’m alive, I’m dead I’m the stranger Killing an Arab
Jane says, “I’m done with Sergio He treats me like a ragdoll She hides the television Says, “I don’t own him nothing, but if he comes back again Tell him to wait right here for me or, try again tomorrow I’m gonna kick tomorrow I’m gonna kick tomorrow
Jane says, “Have you seen my wig around? I feel naked without it” She knows they all want her to go But that’s ok man she don’t like them anyway Jane says, “I’m going away to spain When I get my money saved I’m gonna start tomorrow I’m gonna kick tomorrow I’m gonna kick tomorrow
She gets mad and she starts to cry Takes a swing but she can’t hit! She don’t mean no harm She just don’t know what else to do about it Jane goes to the store at eight She walks up on st.andrews She waits and gets her dinner there She pulls her dinner from her pocket
Jane says, “I’ve never been in love” No she don’t know what it is She only knows if someone wants her “I want ‘em if they want me I only know they want me” Jane says… Jane says
The sky is a neighborhood So keep it down The heart is a storybook A star burned out The sky is a neighborhood Don’t make a sound Lights coming up ahead Don’t look now
The sky is a neighborhood The sky is a neighborhood Don’t look now
Oh, my dear, heaven is a big bang now Gotta get to sleep somehow Bangin’ on the ceiling, bangin’ on the ceiling Keep it down Oh, my dear, heaven is a big bang now Gotta get to sleep somehow Bangin’ on the ceiling, bangin’ on the ceiling Keep it down
Mind is a battlefield All hope is gone Trouble to the right and left Whose side you’re on? Thoughts like a minefield I’m a ticking bomb Maybe you should watch your step Don’t get lost
The sky is a neighborhood The sky is a neighborhood Don’t get lost
Oh, my dear, heaven is a big bang now Gotta get to sleep somehow Bangin’ on the ceiling, bangin’ on the ceiling Keep it down Oh, my dear, heaven is a big bang now Gotta get to sleep somehow Bangin’ on the ceiling, bangin’ on the ceiling Keep it down
The sky is a neighborhood
The heart is a storybook A star burned out Someone coming up ahead Don’t look now
Oh, my dear, heaven is a big bang now Gotta get to sleep somehow Bangin’ on the ceiling, bangin’ on the ceiling Keep it down Oh, my dear, heaven is a big bang now Gotta get to sleep somehow Bangin’ on the ceiling, bangin’ on the ceiling Keep it down
The sky is a neighborhood (Oh, my dear, heaven is a big bang now Gotta get to sleep somehow) The sky is a neighborhood (Bangin’ on the ceiling, bangin’ on the ceiling Keep it down)
