PÁSELE, PÁSELE!!!
MISCELANEA EN DIFERENTES TONOS DE ROJO...!
domingo, 15 de marzo de 2009
sábado, 14 de marzo de 2009
1
EXIT MUSIC (FOR A FILM)
Wake... from your sleep
The drying of your tears
Today.. we escape
We escape.
Pack and get dressed
Before your father hears us
Before.. all hell.. breaks loose.
Breathe... keep breathing
Don't lose.. your nerve.
Breathe... keep breathing
I can't do this.. alone.
Sing us a song
A song to keep us warm
There's such a chill
Such a CHILL.
You can laugh
A spineless laugh
We hope your rules and wisdom choke you
Now we are one
In everlasting peace
We hope that you choke.. that you choke
We hope that you choke.. that you choke
We hope that you choke.. that you choke
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viernes, 13 de marzo de 2009
2
YOU AND WHOSE ARMY?
Come on, Come on
You think you drive me crazy, well
Come on, Come on
You and whose army
You and your cronies
Come on, Come on
Holy Roman empire
Come on if you think
Come on if you think
You can take us all
You can take us all
You and whose army
You and your cronies
You forget so easy
We ride tonight
We ride tonight
Ghost horses
Ghost horses
We ride tonight
We ride tonight
Ghost horses
Ghost horses
Ghost horses
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jueves, 12 de marzo de 2009
3
FOG
There's a little child
Running round this house
And he never leaves
He will never leave
And the fog comes up from the sewers
And glows in the dark
Baby alligators in the sewers grow up fast
Grow up fast
Anything you want it can be done
How did you go bad?
Did you go bad?
Did you go bad?
Somethings will never wash away
Did you go bad?
Did you go bad?
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miércoles, 11 de marzo de 2009
4
MY IRON LUNG
faith your driving me away
you do it everyday
you don't mean it but it hurts like hell
my brain says im receiving pain
a lack of oxygen from my life support
my iron lung.
were too young to fall asleep
too cynical to speak
we are losing it can't you tell?
we scratch our eternal itch
A twentieth century bitch
and we are grateful for our iron lung.
the headshrinkers
they want everything
my uncle Bill
my belisha beacon
the headshrinkers
they want everything
my uncle Bill
my belisha beacon
suck, suck your teenage thumb
toilet trained and dumb
when the power runs out we'll just hum
this this is our new song
just like the last one
a total waste of time.
my iron lung.
the headshrinkers
they want everything
my uncle Bill
my belisha beacon
the headshrinkers
they want everything
my uncle Bill
my belisha beacon
and if your frightened
you can be frightened
you can be it's okay
and if your frightened
you can be frightened
you can be it's okay
the headshrinkers
they want everything
my uncle Bill
my belisha beacon
the headshrinkers
they want everything
my uncle Bill
my belisha beacon
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