Let there be light

If the camels dont make trough, the sardinas must!

Smigen small fix

We come from ev'ry quarter
From North, South, East and West
To clear the way to freedom
For  the sea we love  the best
We’ve left our occupations
And post, so far and dear
But when the going's rather rough
We raise this song in cheer

Good morning, Mister Zip-Zip-Zip
With your hair cut just as short as mine
Good morning, Mister Zip-Zip-Zip
You're surely looking fine!
Ashes to ashes, and dust to dust
If the Camels don’t get you
The Sardinas must!

You see them on the highway
You meet them down the pike
In olive drab and khaki
Are marines on the hike;
And as the column passes
The word goes down the line
Good morning, Mister Zip-Zip-Zip
You're surely looking fine

If i felt like it had too many structures, i wonder how i'd think now

In fact, i do know, I looks gorgeous, My God, Gorgeous, CRISTO É REI! OBRIGADO SENHOR!

Added a thunder

I prettyfied the capacitors, but kind of something up to opinion for some 30 more item load

Just more decoration

Up to your waist in water, Up to your eyes in Water
Using the kind of lenguage that makes the captain blush

Who wouldn't the sardines? Thats what we all inquire, Dont we pitty the poor dweller siting beside the wire?

My beloved Corvette, CRISTO É REI!

Hopefully