Thriller - 25 anos

O Album Thriller de Michael Jackson está completando 25 anos...

Nossa eu era pequena e me lembro da musica que tocava nas primeiras festinhas que eu fui na minha pré adolescência.... I wanna be starting something.

Assim como pra mim, esse album de Michael jackson marcou a vida de milhões de fãs dele ao redor do mundo.

Me lembro com riqueza de detalhes das festinhas, no salão de festas do Condomínio Porto. Eramos uma galera imensa, umas 30 pessoas. Dos 10 aos 15 anos.

Essa musica começava... e a pista fervia.

O lindo e cobiçado português Jorge Manuel - que foi meu primeiro namorado anos depois (com 13 anos!) comandava os passos na pista.

Ahhh se eu tivesse fotos daquele tempo.

As coisas eram mais simples... será ?

Médio. E sempre fui espoleta... dançava a noite inteira, ria e me divertia a valer. Enquanto outras meninas, mais - digamos - abusadas, ficavam observando os meninos e fazendo planos de conquista. Eu nunca pensei muito nisso...e até hoje sou assim.

Um dos meus atributos mais marcantes é a minha autenticidade e espontaneidade. E é como eu digo : a semente sempre diz a que veio.

Lembro, com saudade, mas sem nostalgia desmedida. Gosto do agora. Gosto do presente. Com todas as angustias, confusões, mal entendidos, ansiedades. Porque o agora também tem sabores, alegrias, sentido, luz e entendimento. Principalmente olhando pra trás e pensando nessa época.

A Verdade liberta e protege. E tem sido minha maior companheira ao longo dos anos.

Que bom. Fico feliz por me dar conta disso.

E dá-lhe Sr. Michael jackson... a quem eu tive o prazer de assistir num Show no estadio do Morumbi com minha prima Junia em 1993 ou 94... sensacional, antológico.

Bons tempos aquele em que Michael Jackson ainda não era uma aberração.

Era "apenas" o Rei do Pop.

Wanna Be Starting Something

Michael Jackson

I said you wanna be startin' somethin'

You got to be startin' somethin'

I said you wanna be startin' somethin'

You got to be startin' somethin'

It's too high to get over (yeah, yeah)

Too low to get under (yeah, yeah)

You're stuck in the middle (yeah, yeah)

And the pain is thunder (yeah, yeah)

It's too high to get over (yeah, yeah)

Too low to get under (yeah, yeah)

You're stuck in the middle (yeah, yeah)

And the pain is thunder (yeah, yeah)

I took my baby to the doctor

With a fever, but nothing he found

By the time this hit the street

They said she had a breakdown

Someone's always tryin' to start my baby cryin'

Talkin', squealin', lyin'

Sayin' you just wanna be startin' somethin'
I said you wanna be startin' somethin'

You got to be startin' somethin'

I said you wanna be startin' somethin'

You got to be startin' somethin'

It's too high to get over (yeah, yeah)

Too low to get under (yeah, yeah)

You're stuck in the middle (yeah, yeah)

And the pain is thunder (yeah, yeah)

It's too high to get over (yeah, yeah)

Too low to get under (yeah, yeah)

You're stuck in the middle (yeah, yeah)

And the pain is thunder (yeah, yeah)

You love to pretend that you're good

When you're always up to no good

You really can't make him hate her

So your tongue became a razor

Someone's always tryin' to keep my baby cryin'

Treacherous, cunnin', declinin'You got my baby cryin'

I said you wanna be startin' somethin'

You got to be startin' somethin'

I said you wanna be startin' somethin'

You got to be startin' somethin'

It's too high to get over (yeah, yeah)

Too low to get under (yeah, yeah)

You're stuck in the middle (yeah, yeah)

And the pain is thunder (yeah, yeah)

It's too high to get over (yeah, yeah)

Too low to get under (yeah, yeah)

You're stuck in the middle (yeah, yeah)

And the pain is thunder (yeah, yeah)

You're a vegetable, you're a vegetable

Still they hate you, you're a vegetable

You're just a buffet, you're a vegetable

They eat off of you, you're a vegetable

Billie Jean is always talkin'

When nobody else is talkin'

Tellin' lies and rubbin' shoulders

So they called her mouth a motor

Someone's always tryin' to start my baby cryin'

Talkin', squealin', spyin'

Sayin' you just wanna be startin' somethin'
I said you wanna be startin' somethin'

You got to be startin' somethin'

I said you wanna be startin' somethin'

You got to be startin' somethin'

It's too high to get over (yeah, yeah)

Too low to get under (yeah, yeah)

You're stuck in the middle (yeah, yeah)

And the pain is thunder (yeah, yeah)

It's too high to get over (yeah, yeah)

Too low to get under (yeah, yeah)

You're stuck in the middle (yeah, yeah)

And the pain is thunder (yeah, yeah)

You're a vegetable, you're a vegetable

Still they hate you, you're a vegetable

You're just a buffet, you're a vegetable

They eat off of you, you're a vegetable

If you can't feed your baby (yeah, yeah)

Then don't have a baby (yeah, yeah)

And don't think maybe (yeah, yeah)

If you can't feed your baby (yeah, yeah)

You'll be always tryin'

To stop that child from cryin'

Hustlin', stealin', lyin'

Now baby's slowly dyin'
I said you wanna be startin' somethin'

You got to be startin' somethin'

I said you wanna be startin' somethin'

You got to be startin' somethin'

It's too high to get over (yeah, yeah)

Too low to get under (yeah, yeah)

You're stuck in the middle (yeah, yeah)

And the pain is thunder (yeah, yeah)

It's too high to get over (yeah, yeah)

Too low to get under (yeah, yeah)

You're stuck in the middle (yeah, yeah)

And the pain is thunder (yeah, yeah)

Lift your head up high

And scream out to the world

I know I am someone

And let the truth unfurl

No one can hurt you now

Because you know what's true

Yes, I believe in me

So you believe in you

Help me sing it, ma ma se,

Ma ma sa, ma ma coo sa

Ma ma se, ma ma sa,

Ma ma coo sa