A mash-up to end all mash-ups. As a side note, the Beatles song was released in June 1967, AFTER the Monkees song, which had come out in January the same year.

Beatles X Monkees - A Little Help From She

This song is an answer/sequel to a 1967 song whose author, then 25 years old, fancied how life would be at 64. Yes, this song was written from the vantage point of being 64,
Vocal, instruments, arrangement, production and rough mix by Mug. Written and recorded August 2021.  Drawing of Mug by Martha Maria ZImbarg.

NOW I’M SIXTY-FOUR
Ayrton Mugnaini Jr.

When I was little, very young
I really had nightmares
If I got older would I need
A cane or some wheelchair?
Old age seemed a painful problem
But not anymore
Look at me, it just can't be but
Now I'm sixty-four

I'm still healthy
Full of energy and joy
I may be elderly
But I am still a boy

Many folks say many things
But I have found some truth
The less excess in drugs and suchlike,
The more room for youth
Now I’m old and have more luck
Than what I bargained for
A road this long could not be wrong, so
Now I'm sixty-four

I have my right
No work should make me blue
I do what I like
And I like what I do

All I eat and all I sleep
Is always just enough
But I’m always making art
Be it pretty, smooth or rough
I know love’s a master key
That opens many a door
And it’s nice to realise that
Now I'm sixty-four
If old age is this I want more, please,
Yes, now I’m sixty-four

Ayrton Mugnaini Jr. - Now I'm Sixty-Four - Premix

Vc Ligou

beats life BR
art:@edsonlacir
edit:@sgk45

Ilustrações Intocáveis  2

Martha Zimbarg e Ayrton Mugnaini Jr. - Caneta Azul

Um dia conversando com o Tobinaga nos momentos que antecedia a Live do Sarau dos Conversadores, comentei que estava com umas dez a quinze melodias sem letra... prontamente nosso querido amigo, que estava na sala me disse, opa! me manda uma ou duas aí?... e daí? saiu nossa primeira parceria, e olha que valorizada no material...

AJUDA E PROTEÇÃO
Melodia: Edmyl de Souza
Letra: Ayrton Mugnaini Jr.


Amiga, eu confesso que estou mal
Cansei de morar em um cartão postal
Riscado, amassado e já sem cor
Mas com preço alto e sem valor

Quem tanto fala pouco faz
Pra ajuda e proteção
Um deus abriu os braços, mas
Não mexe um dedo, não
(2x) 

Penando na chuva, frio ou sol
Riqueza e pobreza tão vizinhas são
Alguém vende bala no farol
E alguém leva bala no portão

Quem tanto fala pouco faz
Pra ajuda e proteção
Um deus abriu os braços, mas
Não mexe um dedo, não
(2x)
Não mexe um dedo, não
Não mexe um dedo, não

Ayrton Mugnaini Jr. - Now I'm Sixty-Four - Premix

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