viernes, noviembre 24, 2006

Foo Fighters : No Way Back




Lately, I've been
Livin' in my head
The rest of me is dead,
I've (I'm) dying for truth.

Make me, believe,
No more left and right,
Come on take my side,
I'm fightin' for you,
I'm fightin' for you.

Pleased to meet you take my hand,
There is no way back from here,
Pleased to meet you say your prayers,
There is no way back from here,
But I don't care,
No way back from here.

Wake me, I'm ready,
Somethin' don't seem right,
I was dreamin',
I was talkin' to you,

Memory, mend me,
No one's seen my share,
Things I can't repair,
I'm breakin' to you,
I'm breakin' to you.

Pleased to meet you take my hand,
There is no way back from here,
Pleased to meet you say your prayers,
There is no way back from here,
But I don't care,
No way back from, here.
(YEA!)
Pleased to meet you take my hand,
There is no way back from here,
Pleased to meet you say your prayers,
There is no way back from here,
But I don't care,
No way back from, here

miércoles, noviembre 22, 2006

Rasputina : The Olde Headboard






What becomes a legend most?
I'll let you think about it,
Space Ghost coast-to-coast
While I give thanks today
For all the things I stole
And all the things I gave away.
You make experiment, you try to
Teach a lesson and then take a stand.
A fake handshake don't make no man.

I don't know about a year ago or so
I must have made you up in my head.
What did I base you on?
Was it a Broadway show I saw?
A hot new book I read?
Half-baked you come at me
You know I told you not to call here no more.
The New Best Friend, The Olde Headboard.

Yo no comprendo, mi amour.
Oh no, yo no comprendo.
The New Best Friend, The Olde Headboard.

Where'd you get the dumb idea
For all the secretive platonic dating?
I have experience
In the love and the lives
Of Man and Machine.

Yo no comprendo, mi amour.
Oh no, yo no comprendo.
The New Best Friend, The Olde Headboard.

What becomes a legend most?
The love and the lives of Man and Machine.
Olde Headboard.

The love and the lives of Man and Machine.
Olde Headboard.

martes, noviembre 21, 2006

Rasputina : If your kisses can't hold the man you love


Every time that I hear a woman cry
because her man has left her flat
I just feel like say-ing
don't be such a fool, you fool

better dry your eyes,
can't you realize
you gain nothing by that
well that's no way to keep his heart warm, baby
when his love grows cool

what's the use in sighing
what's the use in crying
if he's wondered off the track

'cause if your kisses won't hold
the man you love
then your tears won't bring him back, NO

might as well be cheerful
no use being tearful
if he's given you the sack

'cause if your kisses won't hold
the man you love
then your tears won't bring him back

Now, listen, if sweet, sugar kissin'
isn't gonna make him come home
tell me how do you hope to keep him to you
with tears instead of song

Just... meet a normal fella
come on, say "what the hella"
get his clothes and help him to pack

'cause if your kisses won't hold
the man you love
then your tears won't bring him back

Love is like home cooking
good, and wholesome,
but all men need some mutton
on the outside now and then
if you find your boy's been cheating
do the same old, dear,
he's only giving you the chance
that you've been waiting for for years
my goodness, tears won't get you anything
just a shiny, red nose
go on, paint up, powder up,
put on your swellest clothes
then, you'll get him by the score
neglected girls shouldn't worry
that's what god made sailors for

Don't cry for him for chasing,
screw it, then replace him,
with some good looking tom, dick, or jack

'cause if your kisses won't hold
the man you love
then your tears won't bring him back

IF YOUR KISSES WON'T HOLD...
THE MAN YOU LOOOOOVE...
THEN YOUR TEARS. WON'T. BRING. HIM. BACK.!!!!
NO.




domingo, noviembre 19, 2006

Gnarls Barkley : Crazy



I remember when, I remember, I remember when I lost my mind
There was something so pleasant about that face
Even your emotions had an echo in so much space

And when you're out there, without care
Yeah I was out of touch
But it wasn't because I didn't know enough
I just knew too much

Does that make me crazy?
Does that make me crazy?
Does that make me crazy?
Possibly

And I hope that you are having the time of your life
But think twice, that's my only advice

Come on now who do you, who do you, who do you, who do you
think you are, ha ha ha, bless your soul
You really think you're in control

well,
I think you're Crazy
I think you're Crazy
I think you're Crazy
Just like me

My heroes had the heart to live their lives out on a limb
And all I remember is thinkin' I wanna be like them.

Ever since I was little, ever since I was little it looked like fun
And there's no coincidence I've come
And I can die when I'm done

But maybe I'm Crazy
Maybe you're Crazy
Maybe we're Crazy
Possibly!

miércoles, noviembre 15, 2006

Kelly Osbourne : Come Dig Me Out

They wanted me
To be the dream
But my mood went south
And I'm stuck on the couch with bad jeans
And the couch sucks me down to the floor
And the floor sucks me down to the earth
And I'm covered and buried before
My heart had a chance to start working

Hey, it's heavy underground
I'm screaming for attention
So come dig me out

Hey somebody can you hear me now
'Cause my world is caving in
so come dig me out
It's raining again
And who've guessed
No one's come along to tell me I'm a mess
And the bed sucks me down to the floor
And the floor sucks me down through the earth
And I'm covered and buried before
My head had a chance to stop hurting

Hey, it's heavy underground
I'm screaming for attention
So come dig me out

Hey somebody can you hear me now
'Cause my world is caving in
so come dig me out

I never thought I could fall ten feet under
I always thought someone would remember
To look for me
Before I reach the end

Hey somebody can you hear me now
'Cause my world is caving in
so come dig me out

lunes, noviembre 13, 2006

Eros Ramazzotti : Fábula

Y te cuentan cómo él se transformó
en árbol porque así lo deseó
y se quedó plantado allí mirando
la tierra en que nacían flores nuevas.

Fue refugio de conejo y colibrí
y el viento le enseñó a qué saben, sí
la miel y la resina silvestres
y la lluvia lo bañó.

"Y mi felicidad" -decía para sus adentros-
"eso... eso... sé que ahora la encontré
eso... porque tengo
todo el tiempo ya para mí
ya no necesito más de nadie,
toda la belleza de la vida es para mi".

Hablado:
"Y un día pasaron por allí
los ojos de una niña
que le habían robado al Cielo
el brillo de dos estrellas".

Y se estremecieron sus raíces.

Cuánto desconcierto
de improviso dentro de él
eso solamente siente el hombre sin la mujer
y alargó sus ramas hacia ella.

Sintió que la felicidad
no es nunca la mitad del infinito.

Luego, era el tiempo
sol y luna, nube y música
era el tiempo risa y llanto
y entre tanto
era un hombre que
a la vida despertó.

Era como el tiempo que llenaba
sus enormes solelades,
esa parte verdadera
que una fábula encantada
esconde en sí para ser en auténtica.

domingo, noviembre 12, 2006

Guns N' Roses : You Could Be Mine

I'm a cold heartbreaker, fit ta burn and I'll rip your heart in two.
And I'll leave you lyin' on the bed.
I'll be out the door before ya wake,
it's nuthin' new ta you.
'Cause I think we've seen that movie too.
'Cause you could be mine.
But you're way out of line.
With your bitch slap rappin' and your cocaine tongue
you get nothin' done.
I said you could be mine.

Now holydays come, and then they go.
It's nothin' new today.
Collect another memory.
When I come home late at night don't ask me where I've
been.
Just count your stars I'm home again.
'Cause you could be mine.
But you're way out of line.
With your bitch slap rappin and your cocaine tongue
you get nothin' done.
I said you could be mine.

You could be mine.
You could be mine.
You could be mine.
You could be mine.
You could be mine.

You've gone sketchin' too many times.
Why don't ya give it a rest.
Why must you find another reason to cry.

While you're breakin' down my back n' I been racin'
out my brain.
It don't matter how we make it
'cause it always ends the same.
You can push it for more mileage but your flaps r'
wearin' thin.
And I could sleep on it' til morning but this
nightmare never ends.
Don't forget to call my lawyers with ridiculous
demands.
An you can take the pity so far but it's more than I
can stand.
'Cause this couchtrip's gettin' older tell me how long
has it been.
'Cause 5 years is forever and you haven't grown up
yet.

You could be mine.
But you're way out of line.
With your bitch slap rappin' and your cocaine tongue
you get nuthin' done.
I said you could be, you should be, you could be
mine.
You could be mine. (You could be mine)
You could be mine. (You could be mine)
You could be mine. (You could be mine)
You could be mine. (You could be mine)
You could be mine. (You could be mine)
You could be mine. (You could be mine)
You could be mine. (You could be mine)
You could be mine. (You could be mine)
Yeah!

sábado, noviembre 04, 2006

Linda Perry : Knock Me Out

You knocked me out
You bit my lip
You held me down
And kept me sober
Through all this time
With no regret
I guess that's just the way I liked it

Maybe...

When I'm free
I'll realize all I really wanted
To share all the peace
Something that I never wanted

So wait

Don't go
Seems as though
It's getting scary
So please
Don't you go
Wait
Don't you go
You knocked me out
I can never be the same
I pushed you over
And here we will remain
Confusion new
Do you, and nothing's right
Nobody but you has to
Hold on to the fight
Just before you cry
It won't change you
It won't change me
And I don't even wonder why
Don't touch
Feel so much
And life
Yeah we cry
I know
Baby I know
But fate
I'm waking
I feel
I touch
I breathe
I cry
I know this
So wait
Wait
I said please
Smile just before you cry
Don't you go
You knocked me out
I can never be the same
I pushed you over
But here we still remain
You knocked me out
I can never be the same
I can take the fight
But don't
Don't take it away
You knocked me out
You bit my lip
You held me down and kept me sober...

viernes, noviembre 03, 2006

Marilyn Manson (AC-DC cover) : Highway to Hell

Living easy, living free
Season ticket on a one-way ride
Asking nothing, leave me be
Taking everything in my stride
Don't need reason, don't need rhyme
Ain't nothing I would rather do
Going down, party time
My friends are gonna be there too

I'm on the highway to hell

No stop signs, speed limit
Nobody's gonna slow me down
Like a wheel, gonna spin it
Nobody's gonna mess me round
Hey, Satan, payed my dues
Playing in a rocking band
Hey, Momma, look at me
I'm on my way to the promised land

I'm on the highway to hell
(Don't stop me)

And I'm going down, all the way down
I'm on the highway to hell

jueves, noviembre 02, 2006

"Sick City"

Sick city, yeah, restless people
Sick city burn their houses down
To make the sky look pretty
What can I do?
I'm just a person
This is a lie we always seem to hear
You just sit and things get worse
Watch tv and drink your beer
Walking all alone
Not going anywhere
Walking all alone
Nobody seems to care
Restless as wind
This town is killing me
Gotta put an end to this
Restless misery
And I'm just one of those restless people
That can never be satisfied with living
In this sick ol' sick ol' sick sick sick city
Might be too late for me to say goodbye
Might be too late to watch this sick ol' city die
Go on the road,
Yeah im gonna try to say
Sick city so long farewell
Goodbye and die