martes, 11 de agosto de 2009
I want to eat your artichoke heart
No more going to the dark side with your flying saucer eyes / No more falling down a wormhole that I have to pull you out

The wriggling, squiggling worm inside / Devours from the inside out

No more talk about the old days / It's time for something great

I want you to get out / And make it work

So many lies / So many lies / So many lies / So feel the love come off of them /And take me in your arms

Peel all of your layers off / I want to eat your artichoke heart

No more leaky holes in your brain / And no false starts

I wanna get out / And make it work

So many lies / So many lies / So many lies / So feel the love come off of them /And take me in your arms

I wanna get out / And make it work
I wanna get out / And make it work

I'll be ok

So many lies / So many lies / So many lies / So feel the love come off of them /And take me in your arms

TOM YORKE (2006) ATOMS FOR PEACE



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posted by El Trompo Promiscuo el martes, agosto 11, 2009 | Completito | 4 Lo han dicho
jueves, 23 de julio de 2009
I could not kiss, just regress

It must be your skin that I'm sinking in / It must be for real 'cause now I can feel / And I didn't mind / It's not my kind, it's not my time to wonder why / Everything gone white / Everything's grey / Now you're here / Now you're away / I don't want this / Remember that / I'll never forget where you're at.

Don't let the days go by / Glycerine... Glycerine

I'm never alone / I'm alone all the time / Are you at one, or do you lie / We live in a wheel where everyone steals / But when we rise it's like strawberry fields / I treated you bad, you bruise my face / I couldn't love you more you've got a beautiful taste

Don't let the days go by / Could've been easier on you / I couldn't change though I wanted to / It should have been easier by three / Our old friend fear and you and me.

Glycerine... Glycerine

Don't let the days go by / Glycerine / Don't let the days go by....

Glycerine...Glycerine... Glycerine... Glycerine.

Bad moon white again / Bad moon white again / As she falls around me.

I needed you more when you wanted us less / I could not kiss, just regress / It might just be clear simple and plain / Well that's just fine that's just one of my name.

Don't let the days go by / It could've been easier on you, you, you. Glycerine...Glycerine... Glycerine... Glycerine.


BUSH (1994) GLYCERINE





Para el que quiera SADGASM MARGERINE VERSION

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posted by El Trompo Promiscuo el jueves, julio 23, 2009 | Completito | 0 Lo han dicho
viernes, 10 de julio de 2009
Glub, glub, bye, glub, glub bye, bye, bye
A pedido del Almirante, cumpliré con la tarea:

“Ah, sí..bueno, hasta el primer día que sea secreto (Nachata desfila frente al espejo)."

Luis María Pescetti (2008) - La Enciclopedia de las Chicas Perla .Quinta frase de la página 161 del libro que tengo más cerca.







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posted by El Trompo Promiscuo el viernes, julio 10, 2009 | Completito | 0 Lo han dicho
sábado, 31 de enero de 2009
In a judgement crisis I see my anecdote for it
It's only when your poison spins into the life you'd hoped to live / That suddenly you wake up in a shaking panic – wow! / You set me up like a lamb to slaughter / Garbo as a farmer's daughter / Unbelievable, the gospel according to who? / I lay right down.

All your sad and lost apostles hum my name and flare their nostrils / Choking on the bones you toss to them / Well I'm not one to sit and spin / 'Cause living well's the best revenge / Baby, I am calling you on that

Don't turn your talking points on me, history will set me free / The future's ours and you don't even read the footnote now! / So who's chasing you? Where did you go? / You disappeared mid-sentence / In a judgement crisis I see my anecdote for it / You weakened shell.

All your sad and lost apostles hum my name and flare their nostrils / Choking on the bones you toss to them / Well I'm not one to sit and spin / 'Cause living well's the best revenge / Baby, I am calling you on that

You savour your dying breath / Well, I forgive but I don't forget / You work it out, let's hear that argument again / Camera three: GO NOW!

All your sad and lost apostles hum my name and flare their nostrils / Choking on the bones you toss to them / Well I'm not one to sit and spin / 'Cause living well's the best revenge / Baby, I am calling you on that / Baby, I am calling you on that / Baby, I am calling you on

R.E.M. (2008) LIVING WELL IS THE BEST REVENGE





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posted by El Trompo Promiscuo el sábado, enero 31, 2009 | Completito | 0 Lo han dicho
viernes, 26 de diciembre de 2008
Um espelho que não era retrovisor
Giro mágico, que sempre me faz correr / desencontrando-me / e voltando a me encontrar outra vez / quando te encontrei / um espelho que não era retrovisor / com lágrimas me sorriu / dando mil motivos, dando valor / a esse novo amor...

Por los ríos, por los mares / por los picos y los valles / por las venas de tu alma / por el santo que da calma

Gira mágica...
Por tu boca, que lastima / por tu mente, que imagina / las palabras que estás viendo / las que se van escribiendo...

Por las rúas y los bares
Por los gritos en las calles! / por el viento que no calla / por el sexo en la playa...!

Gira mágica...
Por los ríos, por los mares / por los picos y los valles / por las venas de tu alma / por el santo que da calma / por tu boca que lastima / por tu mente, que imagina / las palabras que estás viendo / las que se van escribiendo... / por el fin de la esperanza / por la sed de la venganza / por la guerra, que no frena / por la sangre que se eleva / por las rúas y los bares / por los gritos en las calles! / por el viento que no calla / por el sexo en la playa...!

KEVIN JOHANSEN (2007) - POR LAS RUAS PELAS CALLES











Deseando para el nuevo año que el dolor termine...

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posted by El Trompo Promiscuo el viernes, diciembre 26, 2008 | Completito | 0 Lo han dicho