Letra da Música Professional Hatch de The Cezars

"Choose a job you love
and you will never have to work a day
in your life."
Confucius (551 bc -- 479 bc)

What's your aim?
The world needs more brain
Someone to cure cancer
Or diminishes pain
That writes like shakespeare
Or like mark twain
That calculates like nash
Or drives as senna and mansell
in the fastest lane

We are not talking only
In solving rubik's cube
We mean a great and real
Super professional dude

Einstein, hawking
Hume, marx
All of them
Had their own bright sparks

When are you going to have yours?
This is your dare!
You have to find your path
Through the earth, water or air
You will have to study
Fight your monsters
Ferret out the dragon from his lair

A profuse soup of bubbling professions
Your may choose for
Get your ship moving
Saylor, find your shore

Embrace any area you like
No matter people call that mad
Show them dedication
Break records instead

Be a rheumatologist
Do like dr. house
Sherlock holming diseases
Finding the cure and the cause

Make someone walk again
Feel much better than superman
Fix joints and some bone
Feel better than sly stallone

In this quest
You are not alone

See the beauty of the muscle
Find out more on its electron
Go to wherever it needs
Mit to princeton

Wants more electricity?
Be like the super engineer john cohn
He takes giant tesla coils and your geekness
And turn all them on
This is john cohn

No matter which direction you go
North, south, east, west
Be super, hyper, mega
Be your best

The peace of gandhi
Or mother teresa's work
Should also have your admiration
Use it at large
To build and help your nation

You don't need to be in a hospital
Neither work with supercomputers
Even hendrix did science with the guitar
Put all your efforts
And be your most incredible avatar