martes, 18 de octubre de 2011

BE-LI-VE

We shall overcome

We shall overcome, we shall overcome,
we shall overcome, some day
Deep in my heart I do belive
we shall overcome some day

We’ll walk hand in hand, we’ll walk hand in hand,
we’ll walk hand in hand, some day
Deep in my heart I do belive
We shall overcome some day

The whole wide world around, the whole wide world around
the whole wide world around, some day.
Deep in my heart I do belive
We shall overcome some day

We are not afraid, we are not afraid
we are not afraid, today.
Deep in my herat I do belive
We shall overcome some day






sábado, 17 de septiembre de 2011

Insert coin


Reparations

People talk about reparations, yeah, they do
People talk about reparations, yeah, well me too

I want reparations from the government
  I want reparations from the school
  I want reparations from the tv
  I want reparations from you

I’m gonna need some reparation, yeah yeah
I'm gonna need some reparation, oh yeah
Put in direct deposit in my account, if you want
I’m gonna get reparations right now, right now

People talk about reparations, well you know what?
The people who made this country 
they weren’t given given one red cent
The people who built this country 
ended up scavenging, living in tents

Well i’ve been laughed at
I've been spit on, kicked and abused
  Iwant reparations, yeah, how about you?

I’m gonna need some reparation, yeah yeah
I'm gonna need some reparation, oh yeah
Put in direct deposit in my account, if you want
I’m gonna get reparations right now, right now




viernes, 2 de septiembre de 2011

Mother Earth's not a virgin anymore

Double Vegetation

So freaked out
So humiliated
I feel outclassed
I feel overrated

Why did you & me both stand in line?
He said "I want you"
Each day we get closer to the big bad fire

I looked down at the sickness in you
Your hands reach out for my location
But you're so lost in the things you do
That you're caught in the double vegetation

Invent to conceal
All the holes in your heart
Oh, we discussed & discussed
Your disgusting routine

Why did you & me both stand in line?
He said "I want you"
Each day we get closer to the big bad fire

I looked down at the sickness in you
Your hands reaching out for my location
But you're so lost in the things you do
That you're caught in the double vegetation

sábado, 18 de junio de 2011


You can get it if you really want

You can get it if you really want,
You can get it if you really want,
You can get it if you really want,
but you must try, try and try,
try and try,
you'll succeed at last.

Persecution you must bear,
win or lose, you got to get your share,
You've got your mind set on a dream,
you can get it, though hard it may seem, now.

Refrain

I know it - listen
Rome was not built in a day,
Opposition will come your way,
but the harder the battle you see,
it's the sweeter the victory, now.

Jimmy Cliff


domingo, 12 de junio de 2011

Know your enemy

Shut up and row

Oh Lord you've got the megatons,
Your hatchet men ride 'round with guns

The money flows, the girls are young
Your slaves row fast into the sun

And you say,
Shut up and row you stupid fucks,

Shut up and row
row, row, row



domingo, 5 de junio de 2011

Estafados global y totalmente

Es-ta-fa

Dos por una
Esto es una ES-TA-FA

Todos a una
Esto es una ES-TA-FA

ES-TA-FA-TAL
Barcelona ES-TA-FA-TAL
La cosa ES-TA-FA-TAL
La tele ES-TA-FA-TAL
La moda ES-TA-FA-TAL
La gente ES-TA-FA-TAL
El mundo ES-TA-FA-TAL
España ES-TA-FA-TAL
La música... ¡¡ESTÁ FATAL!!

ES-TA-FA

Dos por una
Esto es una ES-TA-FA

Todos a una
Esto es una ES-TA-FA

Hidrogenesse

jueves, 2 de junio de 2011

El resarcimiento de los daños y perjuicios al alma

Who'll pay reparations on my soul?

Many suggestions
And documents written.
Many directions
For the end that was given.
They gave us
Pieces of silver and pieces of gold.
Tell me, Who’ll pay reparations on my soul?

Many fine speeches (oh yeah)
From the White House desk (uh huh)
Written on the cue cards
That were never really there. Yes,
But the heat and the summer were there
And the freezing winter’s cold. Now
Tell me, Who’ll pay reparations on my soul?

Call my brother a junkie 'cause he ain’t got no job (no job, no job).
Told my old man to leave me when times got hard (so hard).
Told my mother she got to carry me all by herself.
And now that I want to be a man (be a man)
who can depend on no one else (oh yeah).

What about the red man
Who met you at the coast?
You never dig sharing;
Always had to have the most.
And what about Mississippi,
The boundary of old?
Tell me, Who’ll pay reparations on my soul?

Many fine speeches (oh yeah)
From the White House desk (uh huh)
Written on the cue cards
That were never really there. Yes,
But the heat and the summer were there
And the freezing winter’s cold.
Tell me, Who’ll pay reparations on my soul?
Who’ll pay reparations,
‘Cause I don’t dig segregation, but I
can’t get integration
I got to take it to the United Nations,
Someone to help me away from this nation.
Tell me, Who’ll pay reparations on my soul?

Gill Scott-Heron




domingo, 15 de mayo de 2011

El timo de la libertad


The American Ruse

They told you in school about freedom 
But when you try to be free they never let ya
They said "it's easy , nothing to it"
And now the army's out to get ya
Sixty nine America in terminal stasis
The air's so thick it's like drowning in molasses
I'm sick and tired of paying these dues
And i'm finally getting hip to the American ruse
I learned to say the pledge of allegiance
Before they beat me bloody down at the station
They haven't got a word out of me since
I got a billion years probation
Sixty nine America in terminal stasis
The air's so thick it's like drowning in molasses
I'm sick and tired of paying these dues
And i'm sick to my guts of the American ruse

Phony stars, oh no! crummy cars, oh no!
Cheap guitars, oh no! Joe's primitive bar... nah!
Rock'em back, Sonic!

The way they pull you over it's suspicious
Yeah, for something that just ain't your fault
If you complain they're gonna get vicious
Kick in the teeth and charge you with assault
Yeah, but i can see the chickens coming home to roost
Young people everywhere are gonna cook their goose
Lots of kids are working to get rid of these blues
cause everybody's sick of the American ruse
Well well well, take a look around!
Well well well, take a look around!
Well well well, take a look around!
Well well well, take a look around!
Well well well, take a look around!

MC5