sábado, 5 de septiembre de 2009

Ahí está la pared...

The Man Don't Give a Fuck

Spent some times in stormy weather
under clouds of my dilemma
Now there's nothing much to do
except for sitting in front of televisions
staring back at me
I'm just waiting for the microwaves
to wash me into the sea

You know they don't give a fuck about anybody else
You know they don't give a fuck about anybody else
You know they don't give a fuck about anybody else
You know they don't give a fuck about anybody else

Out of focus ideology
keep the masses from majority
Experts blame my stupid plan
Left to bleed while vultures glide

You know they don't give a fuck about anybody else
You know they don't give a fuck about anybody else
You know they don't give a fuck about anybody else
You know they don't give a fuck about anybody else
You know they don't give a fuck about anybody else
You know they don't give a fuck about anybody else
You know they don't give a fuck about anybody else
You know they don't give a fuck about anybody else

Super Furry Animals



domingo, 5 de julio de 2009

Adiós al malogrado Michael


They Don't Care About Us



Skin head, dead head / Everybody gone bad
Situation, aggravation / Everybody allegation
In the suite, on the news / Everybody dog food
Bang bang, shot dead / Everybody's gone mad

All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us

Beat me, hate me / You can never break me
Will me, thrill me / You can never kill me
Jew me, sue me / Everybody do me
Kick me, kike me / Don't you black or white me

All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us

Tell me what has become of my life
I have a wife and two children who love me
I am the victim of police brutality, now
I'm tired of bein' the victim of hate
You're rapin' me of my pride
Oh, for God's sake
I look to heaven to fulfill its prophecy...
Set me free

Skin head, dead head / Everybody gone bad
trepidation, speculation / Everybody allegation
In the suite, on the news / Everybody dog food
black man, black male / Throw your brother in jail

All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us

Tell me what has become of my rights
Am I invisible because you ignore me?
Your proclamation promised me free liberty, now
I'm tired of bein' the victim of shame
They're throwing me in a class with a bad name
I can't believe this is the land from which I came
You know I do really hate to say it
The government don't wanna see
But if Roosevelt was livin'
He wouldn't let this be, no, no

Skin head, dead head / Everybody gone bad
Situation, speculation / Everybody litigation
Beat me, bash me / You can never trash me
Hit me, kick me / You can never get me

All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us

Some things in life they just don't wanna see
But if Martin Luther was livin'
He wouldn't let this be

Skin head, dead head / Everybody gone bad
Situation, segregation / Everybody allegation
In the suite, on the news / Everybody dog food
Kick me, strike me / Don't you wrong or right me

All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us



martes, 16 de junio de 2009

Recalificando el paraíso

Big Yellow Taxi

They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot

With a pink hotel, a boutique

And a swinging hot spot
Don't it always seem to go

That you don't know what you've got

'Till it's gone

They paved paradise

And put up a parking lot


They took all the trees

Put 'em in a tree museum

And they charged the people

A dollar an a half just to see 'em

Don't it always seem to go

That you don't know what you've got

'Till it's gone

They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot

Hey farmer farmer

Put away that D.D.T. now

Give me spots on my apples

But leave me the birds and the bees

Please!

Don't it always seem to go

That you don't know what you've got

'Till it's gone

They paved paradise

And put up a parking lot


Late last night

I heard the screen door slam

And a big yellow taxi

Took away my old man

Don't it always seem to go

That you don't know what you've got

'Till it's gone

They paved paradise

And put up a parking lot


Joni Mitchell




jueves, 12 de febrero de 2009

Eugene Kelly invoca el poder del Ganges

Dear John

Dear John some day there's going to come a river
Wash all this poor shit away
Rock on with the power of the Ganges
Destroy a Starbucks today

When progress is brewing along with corporate coffee stewing
Then hang on to your hat

Fiction swapped for franchise paperback for surprise
At the choice beyond the mat

We need someone to save us
Mother Nature help us now

Dear John some day there's going to come a river
Wash all this poor shit away
Rock on with the power of the Ganges
Destroy a Starbucks today

Philistines and caffeine freaks
Buy your fix on any street
So why do you make it mine

We shall invoke a mighty rage to wash away
This west end place
Now let the water rise

We need someone to save us
Mother Nature help us now

Dear John some day there's going to come a river
Wash all this poor shit away
Rock on with the power of the Ganges
Destroy a Starbucks today

Undress yourself, immerse yourself
Come in yeah the water's fine
Undress yourself, immerse yourself
Come in yeah the water's fine

Dear John some day there's going to come a river
Wash all this poor shit away
Rock on with the power of the Ganges
Destroy a Starbucks today
And tomorrow McDonalds

Eugene Kelly

martes, 10 de febrero de 2009

La ciudad del demonio


Devil Town

I was living in a devil town
Didn't know it was a devil town
Oh Lord, it really brings me down
About the devil town

And all my friends were vampires
Didn't know they were vampires
Turns out I was a vampire myself
In the devil town

I was living in a devil town
Didn't know it was a devil town
Oh Lord, it really brings me down
About the devil town


lunes, 9 de febrero de 2009

El blues del vampiro

Vampire Blues

I'm a vampire, babe,
suckin' blood from the earth
I'm a vampire, baby,
suckin' blood from the earth.
Well, I'm a vampire, babe,
sell you twenty barrels worth.

I'm a black bat, babe,
bangin' on your window pane
I'm a black bat, baby,
bangin' on your window pane.
Well, I'm a black bat, babe,
I need my high octane.

Good times are comin',
I hear it everywhere I go
Good times are comin',
I hear it everywhere I go.
Good times are comin',
but they sure comin' slow.

I'm a vampire, babe,
suckin' blood from the earth
I'm a vampire, baby,
suckin' blood from the earth.
Well, I'm a vampire, babe,
sell you twenty barrels worth.

Good times are comin'.
[ ? ]

Neil Young





martes, 3 de febrero de 2009

domingo, 1 de febrero de 2009

Así lo dice Dan Deacon, Spiderman of the Rings

Wham City

There is a mountain of snow, up past the big glen

We have a castle enclosed, there is a fountain
Out of the fountain flows gold, into a huge hand
That hand is held by a bear who had a sick band

Of ghosts and cats
And pigs and bats
With brooms and bats
And wigs and rats
And play big dogs like queens and kings
And everyone plays drums and sings

About big sharks
Sharp swords
Beast bees
Bead lords
Sweet cakes
Mace lakes

O ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma

I hope in my heart that we on a whole
Will die and the earth be left alone
Just beast and bee and fish and tree
This hope I wish will someday be
That bacteria will have ate our remains
That all knowledge of us has decayed
Our burden raised the world set free
The earth returns to land and sea
Our buildings burned and highways gone
I love my friends and everyone
but we've had our chance let's move aside
let time wash us out with the tide

Dan Deacon





Gracias al Caballita por enseñárnoslo.