lunes, 27 de julio de 2009

I'll Tell Me Ma


I'll tell me ma when I go home
The boys won't leave the girls alone
They pulled my hair and they stole my comb
Well that's all right till I go home

She is handsome, she is pretty
She is the belle of Belfast City
She is counting..one, two, three!
Please won't you tell me, who is she

Albert Mooney says he loves her
All the boys are fighting for her
They knock at the door and they ring at the bell
Sayin', "Oh my true love, are you well?"
Out she comes as white as snow
Rings on her fingers, bells on her toes
Old Johnny Murray says she'll die
If she doesn't get the fellow with the rovin' eye

Let the wind and the rain and the hail blow high
And the snow come tumblin' from the sky
She's as nice as apple pie,
She'll get her own lad by and by
When she gets a lad of her own
She won't tell her ma when she comes home
Let them all come as they will
For it's Albert Mooney she loves still

Goodbye My Girl


I was thinking of home as the bus pulled away
Take me to the Cape and you knowing what I had to do
And the sun it beat down all along the highway
As I thought about the day when I told you I would stay
I was trying just to find the words to tell you
That I had to go and leave it all behind
I had to go back to the land where I had come from
I'd lost what I came to find had to leave it all behind

And the lights of old Boston still shine on you now
Where you'll be what they want you to be
Yeah the lights of old Boston still shine on you now
And you know in your heart in your heart you must be free
Goodbye my girl don't you know I hate to leave you
Goodbye my girl and I hate to see you cry
Goodbye my girl don't you know I hate to leave you
But it's better this way to say goodbye

You were smiling when you met me at the station
And I wondered if you'd cry when I told you I would die
If I had to stay one more week in this nation
It's the land of the free but not where I want to be
And you asked me if I loved you more than Ireland
And to tell the truth the answer it was no
Cause I just knew that I could never make this my land
In the home of the brave I would only find a grave

And the lights of old Boston still shine on you now
Where you'll be what they want you to be
Yeah the lights of old Boston still shine on you now
And you know in your heart in your heart you must be free
Goodbye my girl don't you know I hate to leave you
Goodbye my girl and I hate to see you cry
Goodbye my girl don't you know I hate to leave you
But it's better this way to say goodbye

As I got aboard the plane my heart was breaking
As I left you there in pain with no words that could explain
Why I had to make to make the journey I was making
Had to leave you all alone but then how could you have known
All the things I was feeling deep inside me
As I sat there in the plane I wondered how
I could love a country more than I could love you
As the plane took off and flew I just knew that it was true

And the lights of old Boston still shine on you now
Where you'll be what they want you to be
Yeah the lights of old Boston still shine on you now
And you know in your heart in your heart you must be free
Goodbye my girl don't you know I hate to leave you
Goodbye my girl and I hate to see you cry
Goodbye my girl don't you know I hate to leave you
But it's better this way to say goodbye

viernes, 17 de julio de 2009

Ska, Ska, Ska



Ska, ska, ska, guess got them all pretty bad
I'm gonna rock, rock, rock, can't rock them all
Pretty lady

You're gonna hear it when the morning come
Sweet dreams when the night time come

I'm gonna ska, ska, ska, guess it's got them all,
Pretty lady, pretty lady
I'm gonna rock, rock, rock, rock till they can't rock
Pretty baby, pretty baby
I'm going to rock, rock, rock, rock all night long to say

I want to ska
The whole world want to ska
The Japanese want to ska
The white folks want to ska

So we're gonna ska, ska, ska, ska till we can't
Pretty lady, pretty baby
We've gotta ska, ska, ska, roll me around like a lady

And there ska is the father of rock-steady
Grandfather of reggae music
Which come first the chicken or the egg
Back to the original family

Ska, ska, ska, ska till you can't ska no more
Baby, pretty lady
We're gonna ska, ska, ska, till we can't ska no more

Time to have some fun, after a hard day's work is done
Time to have some fun, after a hard day's work is done

We're gonna to ska, ska, ska, ska until we can't ska no more,
Pretty lady
We're going to ska, ska, ska, ska, ska all over town

Ska, ska, ska,
Jamaica ska
Ska, ska, ska

Ska, ska, ska
America ska
Ska, ska, ska

Ska, ska, ska
England ska
Ska, ska, ska

Don't stop the rangers on the train
Australia ska
We're gonna ska, ska, ska, we can't find no love
Pretty baby, pretty baby,
We're gonna ska, ska, ska, ska all over town
When the dance get nice you've got to realize
From the beginning I'm for amigo
So it shall be in the end

Legend of Steel



Sky became darker when the news there came
His cruel father was coming too fast
Leaving behind him cancer and sorrow
So satisfying his thirst for vengeance
It's time to call the wisdom of the wind
The whisper of the shadows
The sword and the shield the power of the steel
To win the mask of Hell
FACE THE KING, RIDE THE WIND
FOR THE LEGEND OF STEEL
LEAVE DARK HELL BEHIND YOU FOREVER
FACE THE KING, RIDE THE WIND
FOR THE LEGEND OF STEEL
BREAK THE CHAINS OF THE PAST FOREVER
FACE THE KING
And so the day came... son against father
Clash of their weapons at the crash of thunder
Hard was the fight in that unholy night
So red the ice was never
The sword and the shield the power of the steel
To win the mask of Hell
FACE THE KING, RIDE THE WIND
FOR THE LEGEND OF STEEL
LEAVE DARK HELL BEHIND YOU FOREVER
FACE THE KING, RIDE THE WIND
FOR THE LEGEND OF STEEL
BREAK THE CHAINS OF THE PAST FOREVER
FACE THE KING
Oh beholder, what did you do?
May the Lord forgive your action...
The black raven is now flying
White the brave one's slowly dying...
But the swears with last breath: I'll be back
To take you to the dark Alkar, the kingdom of pain!
FACE THE KING, RIDE THE WIND
FOR THE LEGEND OF STEEL
LEAVE DARK HELL BEHIND YOU FOREVER
FACE THE KING, RIDE THE WIND
FOR THE LEGEND OF STEEL
BREAK THE CHAINS OF THE PAST FOREVER
FACE THE KING

Shame and Scandal




Shame and Scandal [Madness]

In Trinidad, there was a family
Much confusion as you will see
It was a mama and a papa and a boy who was grown
Wanted to marry and have wife of his own
Found a young girl, who suited him nice
Went to his papa to ask his advice
His papa said son, I have to say no
That girl is your sister but your mama don't know

Woh, it's real, shame and scandal in the family
Woh, it's real, shame and scandal in the family

A week went by and the summer came down
Soon the best cook in the islands he found
He went to his papa, to make a day
His papa shook his head and to him he did say
You can't marry that girl, I have to say no
That girl is your sister, but your mama don't know

Woh, it's real, shame and scandal in the family
Woh, it's real, shame and scandal in the family

Went to his mama, and thought what he said
And told his mama, what his papa had said
His mama she laughed she says, go man go
Your daddy ain't your daddy, but your daddy don't know

Woh, it's real, shame and scandal in the family
Woh, it's real, shame and scandal in the family
Woh, it's real, shame and scandal in the family...

Trying out Grooveshark

If I like it I may stick to it, for the moment it has a nice feeling ^^

martes, 14 de julio de 2009

The Body of an American




The Body of an American [The Pogues]

The cadillac stood by the house
And the yanks they were within
And the tinker boys they hissed advice
'Hot-wire her with a pin'
We turned and shook as we had a look
In the room where the dead men lay
So big Jim Dwyer made his last trip
To the home where his father's laid

Fifteen minutes later
We had our first taste of whiskey
There was uncles giving lectures
On ancient Irish history
The men all started telling jokes
And the women they got frisky
At five o'clock in the evening
Every bastard there was piskey

Fare thee well going away
There's nothing left to say
Farewell to New York City boys
To Boston and PA
He took them out
With a well-aimed clout
He was often heard to say
I'm a free born man of the USA

He fought the champ in Pittsburgh
And he slashed him to the ground
He took on Tiny Tartanella
And it only went one round
He never had no time for reds
For drink or dice or whores
And he never threw a fight
Unless the fight was right
So they sent him to the war

Fare thee well gone away
There's nothing left to say
With a slainte Joe and Erin go
My love's in Amerikay
The calling of the rosary
Spanish winde from far away
I'm a free born man of the USA

This morning on the harbour
When I said goodbye to you
I remember how I swore
That I'd come back to you one day
And as the sunset came to meet
The evening on the hill
I told you I'd always love
I always did and I always will

Fare thee well gone away
There's nothing left to say
'cept to say adieu
To your eyes as blue
As the water in the bay
And to big Jim Dwyer
The man of wire
Who was often heard to say
I'm a free born man of the USA

miércoles, 8 de julio de 2009

Sixteen Military Wives




Sixteen Military Wives [The Decemberists]

Sixteen military wives
Thirty-two softly focused brightly colored eyes
Staring at the natural tan
of thirty-two gently clenching wrinkled little hands
Seventeen company men
Out of which only twelve will make it back again
Sergeant sends a letter to five
Military wives, whose tears drip down through ten little eyes

Cheer them on to their rivals
Cause America can, and America can't say no
And America does, if America says it's so
It's so!

And the anchorperson on TV goes...
La de da de da

Fifteen celebrity minds
Leading their fifteen sordid wretched checkered lives
Will they find the solution in time
Using their fifteen pristine moderate liberal minds?

Eighteen academy chairs
Out of which only seven really even care
Doling out the garland to five
Celebrity minds, they're humbly taken by surprise

Cheer them on to their rivals
Cause America can, and America can't say no
And America does, if America says it's so
It's so!

And the anchorperson on TV goes...
La de da de da de-dadedade-da
La de da de da de-dadedade-da

Fourteen cannibal kings
Wondering blithely what the dinner bell will bring
Fifteen celebrity minds
Served on a leafy bed OF sixteen military wives

Cheer them on to their rivals
Cause America can, and America can't say no
And America does, if America says it's so
It's so!

And the anchorperson on TV goes...
La de da de da de-dadedade-da
La de da de da de-dadedade-da
La de da de da de-dadedade-da-dedadeda-de de dadede-daaaaa

You Better You Bet




You Better You Bet [The Who]

You Better You Bet oh

You better you better you bet. oh
You better you better you bet. oh w
You better you better you bet.
You better you better you bet.

I call you on the telephone
My voice too rough with cigarettes.
I sometimes feel I should just go home
but I'm dealing with a memory that never forgets

I love to hear you say my name
especially when you say yes
I got your body right now on my mind
but I drunk myself blind to the sound of old T-Rex, Mmmmm
To the sound of old T-Rex
oh, and Who's Next

When I say I love you you say you better
You better you better you bet
When I say I need you you say you better
You better you better you bet
You better bet your life
Or love will cut you, cut you like a knife

I want those feeble minded axes overthrown
I'm not into your passport picture, I just like your nose
You welcome me with open arms and open legs
I know only fools have needs, but this one never begs

I don't really mind how much you love me
Ooh, a little is alright
When you say
come over and spend the night
Tonight
Tonight

When I say I love you, you say you better
You better you better you bet
When I say I need you, you say you better
You better you better you bet
You better bet your life
Or love will cut you,cut you like a knife

I lay on the bed with you
We could make some book of records
Your dog keeps licking my nose
And chewing up all those letters
Saying "you better"

You better bet your life

You better love me, all the time now
You better shove me back into line now
You better love me, all the time now
You better shove me back into line now.

(Guitar Solo)

I showed up late one night
with a neon light for a visa
But knowing I'm so eager to fight
can't make letting me in any easier

I know I been wearing crazy clothes
and I look pretty crappy sometimes
But my body feels so good
and I still sing a razor line every time.

And when it comes to all night living
I know what I'm giving
I've got it all down to a tee
And it's free.

When I say I love you, you say you better
You better you better you bet
When I say I need you, you say you better
You better you better you bet
When I say I love you, you say you better
You better you better you bet
When I say I need you, you scream you better,Ooooo!
You better you better you bet
When I say I love you, you say you better
You better you better you bet
When I say I need you, you say you better
You better you better you bet
When I say I love you, you say you better
You better you better you bet
When I say I need you, you scream you better
You better you better you bet

You better bet your life
Or love will cut you, just like a knife

You better bet your life
Or love will cut you, just like a knife

lunes, 6 de julio de 2009

Madness




Madness [Madness]

Madness, madness, they call it madness
Madness, madness, they call it madness
It's plain to see
That is what they mean to me
Madness, madness, they call it gladness, ha-ha

Madness, madness, they call it madness
Madness, madness, they call it madness
I'm about to explain
That someone is losing their brain
Madness, madness, I call it gladness, yee-ha-ha-ha

Propaganda ministers
Propaganda ministers
I've a-got a heavy due
I'm gonna walk all over you
Cos

Madness, madness, they call it madness
Well if this is madness
Then I know I'm filled with gladness
It's gonna be rougher
It's gonna be tougher
And I won't be the one who's gonna suffer
Oh no, I won't be the one who's gonna suffer
You are gonna be the one, you

miércoles, 1 de julio de 2009

Light of a Fading Star




Light of a Fading Star [Flogging Molly]

And the light of a fading star
Is what you were, is what you are
Like the glow that christens the moon
You shone too soon, you shone too soon

Oh when will this war be over?
And the madness leaves the air
This brick that's found between us
And the pulling of the hair

But if there's a reason
I don't need to know right now

And the light of a fading star
Is what you were, is what you are
Like the glow that christens the moon
You shone too soon, you shone too soon

Volunteers are soon forgotten
And many more of us shall die
The sick still feed the hungry
And the last battle song has cried

But if there's a reason
I don't need to know right now

And the light of a fading star
Is what you were, is what you are
Like the glow that christens the moon
You shone too soon, you shone too soon

Oh and I always thought
That you, you wanted me
Oh and I always thought some how
That you, you wanted me

Ahhh, but if there's a reason
I don't need to know right now
'Cause beyond the pale eyes' evening
And the shadow of the cloud

And the light of a fading star
Is what you were, is what you are
Like the glow that christens the moon
You shone too soon, you shone too soon

And the light of a fading star
Is what you were, is what you are
Like the glow that christens the moon
You shone too soon, you shone too soon

And the light of a fading star
Is what you were, is what you are

lunes, 29 de junio de 2009

I am Cow




I am Cow [Arrogant Worms]

I am cow,
Hear me moo
I weigh twice as much as you
And i look good on the barbecue
Yogurt, curd, cream cheese and butters
Made from liquid from my udders
I am cow, i am cow,
Hear me moo (moo)

I am cow,
Eating grass
Methane gas comes out my ass
And out my muzzle when i belch
Oh, the ozone layer is thinner
From the outcome of my dinner
I am cow, i am cow,
I've got gas

I am cow,
Here i stand
Far and wide upon this land
And i am living everywhere
From b.c. to newfoundland
You can squeeze my teats by hand
I am cow, i am cow, i am cow i am cow, i am cow, i am cow!

viernes, 26 de junio de 2009

The Green Fields of France




The Green Fields of France [Dropkick Murphys]
watch it on youtube: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZrQnnZJ68Xo

Well, how do you do, Private William McBride,
Do you mind if I sit down here by your graveside?
And rest for awhile in the warm summer sun,
I've been walking all day, and I'm nearly done.
And I see by your gravestone you were only 19
When you joined the glorious fallen in 1916,
Well, I hope you died quick and I hope you died clean
Or, Willie McBride, was it slow and obscene?

Did they Beat the drum slowly, did the play the pipes lowly?
Did the rifles fir o'er you as they lowered you down?
Did the bugles sound The Last Post in chorus?
Did the pipes play the Flowers of the Forest?

And did you leave a wife or a sweetheart behind
In some loyal heart is your memory enshrined?
And, though you died back in 1916,
To that loyal heart are you forever 19?
Or are you a stranger without even a name,
Forever enshrined behind some glass pane,
In an old photograph, torn and tattered and stained,
And fading to yellow in a brown leather frame?

The sun's shining down on these green fields of France;
The warm wind blows gently, and the red poppies dance.
The trenches have vanished long under the plow;
No gas and no barbed wire, no guns firing now.
But here in this graveyard that's still No Man's Land
The countless white crosses in mute witness stand
To man's blind indifference to his fellow man.
And a whole generation who were butchered and damned.

And I can't help but wonder, no Willie McBride,
Do all those who lie here know why they died?
Did you really believe them when they told you "The Cause?"
Did you really believe that this war would end wars?
Well the suffering, the sorrow, the glory, the shame
The killing, the dying, it was all done in vain,
For Willie McBride, it all happened again,
And again, and again, and again, and again.

New Orleans




New Orleans [Rancid]

Well i went south
With a case of survival
To amend my heart that's paper thin
You see i felt her words
And her images filed
I'm gonna carry my heart to new orleans
I have no home to go
So i wander awhile
From coast to coast
From sin to sin
From the coldest shores
To the warmest islands
Been around the world
Back to new orleans


Well she's got pride
Like a million lions
She's got a scar
On her velvet face
She's got a smile
Like a newborn child
She's got a walk,
A stoic grace

I never slept that night
Until my arrival
I romanticized a long embrace
You see i lost my tongue
And burned my bible
But made it back home to new orleans

Well she's got pride
Like a million lions
She's got a scar
On her velvet face
She's got a smile
Like a newborn child
She's got a walk
A stoic grace

Well i held my breath
And i swam for miles
When all was lost
And hell took place
You see it rained all night
And the city she flooded
It rained all night in new orleans

Yeah it rained all night in new orleans
Yeah it rained all night in new orleans
Yeah it rained all night in new orleans

martes, 2 de junio de 2009

Bass Culture




Bass Culture [Linton Kwesi Johnson]
(I know they are not complete)

muzik of blood
black reared
pain rooted
heart geared;

all tensed up
in the bubble and the bounce
an the leap an the weight-drop.

it is the beat of the heart,
this pulsing of blood
that is a bublin bass,
a bad bad beat
pushin gainst the wall
whey bar black blood

an is a whole heappa
passion a gather
like a frightful form
like a righteous harm
giving off wild like is madness

Aerials




Aerials [System of a Down]

Life is a waterfall,
we're one in the river,
and one again after the fall.

Swimming through the void
we hear the word,
we lose ourselves,
but we find it all...

Cause we are the ones that want to play,
always want to go,
but you never want to stay.

And we are the ones that want to choose,
always want to play,
but you never want to lose.

Aerials, in the sky,
when you lose small mind,
you free your life.

Life is a waterfall,
we drink from the river,
then we turn around and put up our walls.

Swimming through the void,
we hear the word,
we lose ourselves,
but we find it all...

Cause we are the ones that want to play,
always want to go,
but you never want to stay.

And we are the ones that want to choose,
always want to play,
but you never want to lose, ooooo.

Aerials, in the sky,
when you lose small mind,
you free your life.

Aerials, so up high,
when you free your eyes,
eternal prize.

Aerials, in the sky,
when you lose small mind,
you free your life.

Aerials,so up high,
when you free your eyes,
eternal prize

oooooooooo , ooooooooooo
oooooooooo,
oooooooooooooooo.

jueves, 28 de mayo de 2009

Himno

Ayer un equipo español llegó donde ningún otro equipo español ha llegado nunca, al restringido cielo futbolístico de los ganadores del triplete.




Tot el camp, es un clam,
Som la gent blaugrana,
tan se val d'on venim,
si del sud o del nord,
ara estem d'acord, estem d'acord;
una bandera ens agermana,
Blaugrana al vent,
un crit valent,
tenim un nom, el sap tothom,
BARCA!! BARCA!! BAAAARCA!!!!

Jugadors,
seguidors,
Tots units fem forca,
son molts anys plens d'afanys,
son molts gols que hem cridat,
i s'ha demostrat, s'ha demostrat,
que mai ningu ens podra torcer,
Blaugrana al vent,
un crit valent,
tenim un nom, el sap tothom,
BARCA!! BARCA!! BAAAARCA!!!!

martes, 26 de mayo de 2009

Los Rockeros Van al Infierno




Los Rockeros Van al Infierno [Barón Rojo]

Se oye comentar a las gentes del lugar
Los rockeros no son buenos
Si no te portas bien
Te echaras pronto a perder
Y caeras en el infierno

Si has de vivir en el valle del rock
Te alcanzara la maldición
Nunca tandras reputación
¿Qué mas da?
Mi rollo es el Rock

Vas sin afeitar, dice el "sheriff" del lugar
Y ademas con "tias" buenas
Dicen que fumar es pecado y es mortal
Y al infierno me condenan

Si he de escoger entre ellos y el rock
Elegiré mi perdición
Sé que al final tendré razón
¡Y ellos no!
Mi rollo es el Rock

Que risa me da esa falsa humanidad
De los que se dicen buenos
No perdonaran mi pecado original
De ser joven y rockero

Si he de escoger entre ellos y el Rock
Elegiré mi perdición
Sé que al final tendré razón
¡Y ellos no!
Mi rollo es el Rock.

Hallelujah




Hallelujah [Jeff Buckley]

i heard there was a secret chord
that david played and it pleased the lord
but you don't really care for music, do you
well it goes like this the fourth, the fifth
the minor fall and the major lift
the baffled king composing hallelujah

hallelujah...

well your faith was strong but you needed proof
you saw her bathing on the roof
her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you
she tied you to her kitchen chair
she broke your throne and she cut your hair
and from your lips she drew the hallelujah

hallelujah...

baby i've been here before
i've seen this room and i've walked this floor
i used to live alone before i knew you
i've seen your flag on the marble arch
but love is not a victory march
it's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah

hallelujah...

well there was a time when you let me know
what's really going on below
but now you never show that to me do you
but remember when i moved in you
and the holy dove was moving too
and every breath we drew was hallelujah

well, maybe there's a god above
but all i've ever learned from love
was how to shoot somebody who outdrew you
it's not a cry that you hear at night
it's not somebody who's seen the light
it's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah

hallelujah...

All Star




All Star [Smash Mouth]

Somebody once told me the world is gonna roll me
I ain't the sharpest tool in the shed
She was looking kind of dumb with her finger and her thumb
In the shape of an "L" on her forehead

Well the years start coming and they don't stop coming
Back to the rule and I hit the ground running
Didn't make sense not to live for fun
Your brain gets smart but your head gets dumb

So much to do so much to see
So what's wrong with taking the back streets
You'll never know if you don't go
You'll never shine if you don't glow

[Chorus:]
Hey now you're an All Star get your game on, go play
Hey now you're a Rock Star get the show on get paid
And all that glitters is gold
Only shooting stars break the mold

It's a cool place and they say it gets colder
You're bundled up now but wait 'til you get older
But the meteor men beg to differ
Judging by the hole in the satellite picture

The ice we skate is getting pretty thin
The waters getting warm so you might as well swim
My world's on fire how about yours
That's the way I like it and I never get bored

[Repeat Chorus 2x]

Somebody once asked could I spare some change for gas
I need to get myself away from this place
I said yep what a concept
I could use a little fuel myself
And we could all use a little change
Well the years start coming and they don't stop coming
Back to the rule and I hit the ground running
Didn't make sense not to live for fun
Your brain gets smart but your head gets dumb
So much to do so much to see
So what's wrong with taking the back streets
You'll never know if you don't go
You'll never shine if you don't glow

[Repeat Chorus]

Down Beat Stomp



Down Beat Stomp [Tokio Ska Paradise Orchestra]

Are you gettin’ ready?
We will bop’till you drop
When you’re gettin’ lonely
Get up to down beat stomp

Judge not and jump not
We’re playin’ needle game
Are you gettin’ ready?
Shout it out and beat it out

Fabulous illusion will rape over you
Work’till you break down and turn out, burn out your dream

Yeah yeah yeah
She’s the nicest goalie
Playmaker!
He’s the FANTASISTA!
Gamemaker!
Down beat stomp

Sesame Street




Sesame Street [Tokio Ska Paradise Orchestra]

A little pearl to cheer you up and remind the good old times

viernes, 15 de mayo de 2009

Yo Te Nombro Libertad




Yo Te Nombro Libertad [Reincidentes]

Por el pájaro enjaulado
Por el pez en la pecera
Por mi amigo que esta preso
Porque ha dicho lo que piensa
Por las flores arrancadas
Por la hierba pisoteada
Por los árboles podados
Por los cuerpos torturados
Yo te nombro: libertad

Por los dientes apretados
Por la rabia contenida
Por el nudo en la garganta
Por las bocas que no cantan
Por el beso clandestino
Por el verso censurado,
Por los miles exiliados
Por los nombres prohibidos
Yo te nombro: libertad

Te nombro en nombre de todos
Por tu nombre verdadero
Te nombro cuando oscurece
Cuando nadie me ve
Escribo tu nombre
en las paredes
de mi ciudad
tu nombre verdadero
tu nombre y otros nombres
que no nombro por temor

Por la idea perseguida
Por los golpes recibidos
Por aquel que no resiste
Por aquellos que se esconden
Por el miedo que te tienen
Por tus pasos que vigilan
Por la forma en que te atacan
Por los hijos que te matan

Por las tierras invadidas
Por los pueblos conquistados
Por la gente sometida
Por los hombres explotados
Por los muertos en la hoguera
Por el justo ajusticiado
Por el héroe asesinado
Por los pueblos apagados

Yo te nombro: libertad.

Te nombro en nombre de todos
Por tu nombre verdadero
Te nombro cuando oscurece
Cuando nadie me ve
Escribo tu nombre
en las paredes
de mi ciudad
tu nombre verdadero
tu nombre y otros nombres
que no nombro por temor
Yo te nombro: libertad.

miércoles, 13 de mayo de 2009

Slam




Slam [Pendulum]

Somewhere out there in the vast nothingness of space...
Somewhere far away in space and time..
Staring upwards at the gleaming stars in the obsidian sky

We're marooned on a small island,
In an endless sea,
Confined to a tiny spit of sand,
Unable to escape

But tonight, on this small planet
On earth, we're going to rock civilisation (repeat)

Is this bass really strong enough ?

We're marooned on a small island,
In an endless sea,
Confined to a tiny spit of sand,
Unable to escape

But tonight.... its heavy stuff!

lunes, 4 de mayo de 2009

Dance With Somebody




Dance With Somebody [Mando Diao]

Break your happy home
Learn to sing along
To the music, to the music
Clap your hands and shake
On a summer's day
To the music, to the music

[Chorus 2x]
I'm falling in love with your favourite song
I'm gonna sing it all night long
I'm gonna dance with somebody
Dance with somebody
Dance, dance, dance

I'm gonna dance with somebody

When you're all alone
We become your home
We're the music, we're the music
When your love's away
And you feel betrayed
We're the music, sweet music

[Chorus 2x]
I'm falling in love with your favourite song
I'm gonna sing it all night long
I'm gonna dance with somebody
Dance with somebody
Dance, dance, dance

[30x]
Dance...

[Instrumental & Humming Part]

[Chorus 4x]
I'm falling in love with your favourite song
I'm gonna sing it all night long
I'm gonna dance with somebody
Dance with somebody
Dance, dance, dance

miércoles, 29 de abril de 2009

Way to Mandalay




Way to Mandalay [Blackmore's Night]

I wandered down the pathway, through the misty moor
Like I knew he did a thousand times before
Voices seem to echo "Come talk with me a while
Just around the corner, just another mile..."

I had heard the stories, her legend served her well
A mystic's myth or fable, truth or fairy tale
A raggle taggle gypsy , with a toothless smile
Said "Sit with me my darling, let's talk a little while..."

*And the road goes on, seeming ever longer on the Way to Mandalay
And the road goes on, forever will I wander on the Way to Mandalay...

The mile went on forever, the minutes turned to days
Could I have been misguided by the mystic's ways?
The moment lasts forever, at least it does for me
Caught between what happened and what could never be...

viernes, 24 de abril de 2009

Benton Harbor Blues




Benton Harbor Blues [The Fiery Furnaces]

As I try to fill all of my empty days,
I stumble round on through my memory's maze;
of all my past, only the sadness stays.

I went moping down by the bridge;
I rode a bike in the snow to the mini-mart;
I thought of the ways that I've broke my own heart.

It's not for me to fill the blue sea with tears,
but when I think back on all the wasted years
all the good cheer and all the charm disappears.

I wore the exact same clothes for five days;
the bailbondsman gave me a smile;
I was thinking of only my sins all the while.

As I try to fill all of my empty days,
I stumble round on through my memory's maze;
of all my past, only the sadness stays

jueves, 23 de abril de 2009

Fire Water Burn




Fire Water Burn [The Bloodhound Gang]

The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire,
The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire,
The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire,
We don't need no water let the motherfucker burn,
Burn motherfucker burn.

Hello my name is Jimmy Pop and I'm a dumb white guy,
I'm not old or new but middle school fifth grade like junior high,
I don't know mofo if y'all peeps be buggin' give props to my ho cause she all fly,
But I can take the heat cause I'm the other white meat known as 'Kid Funky Fried',
Yeah I'm hung like planet Pluto hard to see with the naked eye,
But if I crashed into Uranus I would stick it where the sun don't shine,
Cause I'm kind of like Han Solo always stroking my own wookie,
I'm the root of all that's evil yeah but you can call me cookie,
The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire,
The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire,
The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire,
We don't need no water let the motherfucker burn,
Burn motherfucker burn.

Yo yo this hard-core ghetto gangster image takes a lot of practice,
I'm not black like Barry White no I am white like Frank Black is,
So if man is five and the devil is six than that must make me seven,
This honkey's gone to heaven,
But if I go to hell then I hope I burn well,
I'll spend my days with J.F.K., Marvin Gaye, Martha Raye, and Lawrence Welk,
And Kurt Cobain, Kojak, Mark Twain and Jimi Hendrix's poltergeist,
And Webster yeah Emmanuel Lewis cause he's the anti-christ,
The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire,
The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire,
The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire,
We don't need no water let the motherfucker burn,
Burn motherfucker burn.

Everybody here we go,
Ohh Ohh,
C'mon party people,
Ohh Ohh,
Throw your hands in the air,
Ohh Ohh,
C'mon party people,
Ohh Ohh,
Wave 'em like you don't care,
Ohh Ohh,
C'mon party people,
Ohh Ohh,
Everbody say ho,
Ohh Ohh,
C'mon party people,
Ohh Ohh,
Everybody here we go.

You Don't Know What Love Is (You Just Do As You're Told)




You Don't Know What Love Is (You Just Do As You're Told) [The White Stripes]

In some respects
I suspect you've got a respectable side
When pushed and pulled and pressured
You seldom run and hide
But it's for someone elses benefit
Not for what you wanna do
Until I realize that you've realized
I'm gonna say these words to you

You don't know what love is
You do as you're told
Just as a child at ten might act
But you're far too old
You're not hopeless or helpless
And I hate to sound cold
But you don't know what love is...
You just do as you're told

I can see your man
Cant help but win
Any problems that may arise
But in his mind there can be no sin
If you never criticize
You just keep on repeating
All those empty "I love you's"
Until you say you deserve better
I'm gonna lay right into you

You don't know what love is
You just do as you're told
Just as a child of ten might act
But you're far too old
Your not hopeless or helpless
And I hate to sound cold
But you don't know what love is
No you don't know what love is
No you don't know what love is

You just do as you're told
You do as you're told
Yeah

jueves, 9 de abril de 2009

Ahora Que Se Ha Ido el Sol




Ahora Que Se Ha Ido el Sol [Konsumo Respeto]

Alguien mas, que quiera aguantar esta broma
pesada, que empieza a cansar y también a
gustar. Despertar, si todo es mentira nada vale
nada, la noche me aclara, me empiezo a trabar.
Sospechar, que todo es un juego, que yo me la
pego, que acabo en el suelo y no puedo ganar.
Reclamar, y clamarle al cielo, a la tierra y al
fuego, y a todo el veneno, del agua del mar...

Yo escondido en mi rincón, espero a mi
luna, que vuelva la inspiración, a hacer de
las suyas.

Y es que ya no queda opción, y es que poco
a poco sale la luz del sol. Retrasamos el reloj,
aunque de nada nos vale, la noche
terminó...

Sonreír, nos quedan motivos, aun estamos
vivos pagando recibos de felicidad. Asumir, los
pasos perdidos son nuestro camino, te sientes
vencido, no quieres ni andar. Resistir, te veo
jodido con tanto cretino que con tu destino se
atreve a jugar. Presumir, de ser un vendido, de
haberte rendido, algo parecido a un número
más.

Mismo bar, misma canción, lo mío no
es lucha. Callejero rocanrol, que nadie te
escucha.

Y es que ya no queda opción, y es que poco
a poco sale la luz del sol. Retrasamos el reloj,
aunque de nada nos vale, la noche
terminó...

Y nos dejó a ti y a mi con la misma risa
floja, con la misma cara rota, de no dormir...

Alguien mas, que quiera aguantar esta broma
pesada, que empieza a cansar y también a
gustar. Despertar, si todo es mentira nada vale
nada, la noche me aclara, me empiezo a trabar.
Sospechar, que todo es un juego, que yo me la
pego, que acabo en el suelo y no puedo ganar.
Reclamar, y clamarle al cielo, a la tierra y al
fuego, y a todo el veneno, del agua del mar...

Yo escondido en mi rincón, espero a mi
luna, que vuelva la inspiración, a hacer de
las suyas.

Y es que ya no queda opción, y es que poco
a poco sale la luz del sol. Retrasamos el reloj,
aunque de nada nos vale, la noche
terminó...

Sonreír, nos quedan motivos, aun estamos
vivos pagando recibos de felicidad. Asumir, los
pasos perdidos son nuestro camino, te sientes
vencido, no quieres ni andar. Resistir, te veo
jodido con tanto cretino que con tu destino se
atreve a jugar. Presumir, de ser un vendido, de
haberte rendido, algo parecido a un número
más.

Mismo bar, misma canción, lo mío no
es lucha. Callejero rocanrol, que nadie te
escucha.

Y es que ya no queda opción, y es que poco
a poco sale la luz del sol. Retrasamos el reloj,
aunque de nada nos vale, la noche
terminó...

Y nos dejó a ti y a mi con la misma risa
floja, con la misma cara rota, de no dormir...

Baba O'Reilly




Baba O'Reilly [The Who]

Out here in the fields
I fight for my meals
I get my back into my living
I don't need to fight
To prove I'm right
I don't need to be forgiven

Don't cry
Don't raise your eye
It's only teenage wasteland

Sally ,take my hand
Travel south crossland
Put out the fire
Don't look past my shoulder
The exodus is here
The happy ones are near
Let's get together
Before we get much older

Teenage wasteland
It's only teenage wasteland
Teenage wasteland
Oh, oh
Teenage wasteland
They're all wasted!

martes, 7 de abril de 2009

With a Girl Like You




With a Girl Like You [The Troggs]

I want to spend my life with a girl like you
Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba
And do all the things that you want me to
Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba

Till that time has come
That we might live as one
Can I dance with you
Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba
Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba

I tell by the way dress that you're so refined
Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba
And by the way you talk that you're just my kind
Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba

Girl why should it be
That you don't notice me
Can I dance with you
Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba
Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba

Baby baby is there no chance
I can take you for the last dance
All night long yeah I've been waiting
Now there'll be no hesitating

So before this dance has reached the end
Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba
To you across the floor my love I'll send
Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba
I just hope and pray that I'll find a way to say
Can I dance with you
Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba
Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba

Death of a Clown




Death of a Clown [The Kinks]

My makeup is dry and it clags on my chin
Im drowning my sorrows in whisky and gin
The lion tamers whip doesnt crack anymore
The lions they wont fight and the tigers wont roar

La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
So lets all drink to the death of a clown
Wont someone help me to break up this crown
Lets all drink to the death of a clown
Lets all drink to the death of a clown

The old fortune teller lies dead on the floor
Nobody needs fortunes told anymore
The trainer of insects is crouched on his knees
And frantically looking for runaway fleas

La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
Lets all drink to the death of a clown
So wont someone help me to break up this crown
Lets all drink to the death of a clown
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
Lets all drink to the death of a clown
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la

Paradise




Paradise [Stratovarius]

Late at night I find myself again
Wondering and watching TV
I can't believe what's on the screen
Something that I wouldn't like to see

Many rare species will perish soon
And we'll be short on food
Why do we have to be so selfish
We've got to change our attitude

I know that I am not
The only one that's worried
Why don't we all
Wake up, and realize

Like the birds in the sky
We're flying so high
Without making any kind of sacrifice
We've got so little time
To undo this crime
Or we'll lose our paradise

It seems to me that there's no sense at all
Nobody cares it's always the same
Mother nature's crying out in pain
We're the one's to blame

I know that I am not
The only one that's worried
Why don't we all
Wake up, and realize

Like the birds in the sky
We're flying so high
Without making any kind of sacrifice
We've got so little time
To undo this crime
Or we'll lose our paradise

Like the birds in the sky
We're flying so high
Without making any kind of sacrifice
We've got so little time
To undo this crime
Or we'll lose our paradise

Like the birds in the sky
We're flying so high
Without making any kind of sacrifice
We've got so little time
To undo this crime
Or we'll lose our paradise

Like the birds in the sky

We're flying so high

We've got so little time
To undo this crime
Or we'll lose our paradise

Oooooohh

So high...

miércoles, 1 de abril de 2009

Viajando al Fin de la Noche




Viajando al Fin de la Noche [Los Suaves]

Conduciendo son las seis,
la botella entre los pies,
las penas viajan en coche,
tormento del amanecer,
la luna empieza a caer,
y el sol asesina la noche.

Hoy con sangre escribiré
que una maldita mujer
fué la causa de mi ruina
y, nunca nunca olvidaré
que hace tiempo otra mujer
sin piedad me dio la vida.

Para soportar mi condena
y descansar mis penas
¿Quien me presta un corazón?

Asfalto empieza a llover
caen lagrimas en el arcén
y el cielo escupe reproches
maldiciendo no se a quien
voy como Cristo sin fé
viajando al fin de la noche.

Soy una vía sin tren.
Una monja en un burdel.
Una botella vacia.
Soy como un vaso al revés.
Como Cain sin Abel.
Una batalla perdida.

¿Un paraíso en la tierra?
La verdad es que un alma en pena
vive mejor que yo.
Los faros ya no dejan ver.
La aguja señalando cien.
Las venas cargadas de noche.
La máquina muere de sed.
Motor, beber y correr.
Alguien morirá esta noche.

Nunca un libro escribiré
jamás un arbol plantaré
ni a un hijo daré la vida
siempre es tarde y esta vez,
será la ultima vez
hermana muerte querida.

Para soportar mi condena,
y para descansar mis penas,
¿quién me presta un corazón?

Yankee Bayonet (I Will Be Home Then)




Yankee Bayonet (I Will Be Home Then) [The Decemberists]

Heart-carved tree trunk, Yankee bayonet
A sweetheart left behind
Far from the hills of the sea-swelled Carolinas
That's where my true love lies

Look for me when the sun-bright swallow
Sings upon the birch bough high
But you are in the ground with the voles and the weevils
All a'chew upon your bones so dry

But when the sun breaks
To no more bullets in Battle Creek
Then will you make a grave
For I will be home then
I will be home then
I will be home then
I will be home then
Then

When I was a girl how the hills of Oconee
Made a seam to hem me in
There at the fair when our eyes caught, careless
Got my heart right pierced by a pin

But oh, did you see all the dead of Manassas
All the bellies and the bones and the bile
No, I lingered here with the blankets barren
And my own belly big with child

But when the sun breaks
To no more bullets in Battle Creek
Then will you make a grave
For I will be home then
I will be home then
I will be home then
I will be home then

Stems and bones and stone walls too
Could keep me from you
Skein of skin is all too few
To keep me from you

But oh my love, though our bodies may be parted
Though our skin may not touch skin
Look for me with the sun-bright sparrow
I will come on the breath of the wind

lunes, 30 de marzo de 2009

Aprender a Volar




Aprender a Volar [The Killer Barbies]

(Uh uuh uh uuh...)

Siento suave viento acariciándome
Y recorrer mi cuerpo hoy otra vez
Cuando las estrellas empiezan a salir
Y alumbran el cielo para mí

Nada es mejor que la sensación
Dejarse ir sin condición
Y cerrar los ojos sintiendo que
El mundo entero está bajo mis pies

Sólo quiero aprender a volar
Entre las estrellas, empiezan a brillar
Sólo quiero aprender a volar
Y cruzar el cielo dejándome llevar

Uuh yeeah

Cuando cae la tarde y se pone el sol
La noche despierta mi corazón
Hoy es luna llena y sobre el mar
Brillan mil diamantes de agua y de sal

Nada es mejor que la sensación
Dejarse ir sin condición
Y cerrar los ojos sintiendo que
El mundo entero está bajo mis pies

Sólo quiero aprender a volar
Entre las estrellas, empiezan a brillar
Sólo quiero aprender a volar
Y cruzar el cielo dejándome llevar

Uuh yeeah

Dejarse ir
Sin resistir
Sólo sentir
Dejarse ir
Sé, muy bien
Qué podrás

Sólo quiero aprender a volar
Entre las estrellas, empiezan a brillar
Sólo quiero aprender a volar
Y cruzar el cielo dejándome llevar

Uuh yeah

Muma the Nightmare




Muma the Nightmare [Buck-Tick]

Shindora no daichi ware shinishouzoku no tamashii yo
Yomi samayoeru ware hyakkiyakou wo yuku tamashii yo

Bourei wo oikakete kyoujin to nari hashiru

Byakuya no sora wo ware aka ni someyuku tamashii yo
Yomi samayoeru ware hyakkiyakou wo yuku tamashii yo

Kyoushuu wo omoi namida moujin to nari wameku

Manten no aurora ware kirisaiteyuku tamashii yo
Yomi samayoeru ware hyakkiyakou wo yuku tamashii yo

Gen’ei wo oikakete kyoujin to nari hashiru

Shindora no daichi ware shinishouzoku no tamashii yo
Yomi samayoeru ware hyakkiyakou wo yuku tamashii yo

Anata wo yume omoi moujin to nari sakebu

Shindora no daichi ware shinishouzoku no tamashii yo
Byakuya no sora wo ware aka ni someyuku tamashii yo
Manten no aurora ware kirisaiteyuku tamashii yo
Yomi samayoeru ware hyakkiyakou wo yuku tamashii yo

Shindora no daichi ware shinishouzoku no tamashii yo
Yomi samayoeru ware hyakkiyakou wo yuku tamashii yo

viernes, 27 de marzo de 2009

Wonderful Tonight




Wonderful Tonight [Eric Clapton]

It's late in the evening; she's wondering what clothes to wear.
She puts on her make-up and brushes her long blonde hair.
And then she asks me, "Do I look all right?"
And I say, "Yes, you look wonderful tonight."

We go to a party and everyone turns to see
This beautiful lady that's walking around with me.
And then she asks me, "Do you feel all right?"
And I say, "Yes, I feel wonderful tonight."

I feel wonderful because I see
The love light in your eyes.
And the wonder of it all
Is that you just don't realize how much I love you.

It's time to go home now and I've got an aching head,
So I give her the car keys and she helps me to bed.
And then I tell her, as I turn out the light,
I say, "My darling, you were wonderful tonight.
Oh my darling, you were wonderful tonight."

Aqualung




Aqualung [Jethro Tull]

Sitting on a park bench
Eyeing idle girls with bad intent.
Snot running down his nose
Greasy fingers smearing shabby clothes.
Aqualung my friend, don't you start away uneasy
Drying in the cold sun
Watching as the frilly panties run.
Aqualung my friend
Feeling like a dead duck
Spitting out pieces of his broken luck.
Aqualung my friend, don't you start away uneasy.

Sun streaking cold
An old man wandering lonely.
Taking time
The only way he knows.
Leg hurting bad,
As he bends to pick a dog-end
He goes down to the bog
And warms his feet.

Feeling alone
The army's up the road
Salvation a la mode and
A cup of tea.
Aqualung my friend
Don't start away uneasy
You poor old sod, you see, it's only me.

Do you still remember
December's foggy freeze?
When the ice that
Clings on to your beard was
Screaming agony.
And you snatch your rattling last breaths
With deep-sea-diver sounds,
And the flowers bloom like
Madness in the spring.

Sun streaming cold,
An old man wandering lonely
Taking time the only way he knows
Leg hurting bad
As he bends to pick a dog-end
he goes down to the bog and warms his feet

Ohohoho

Feeling alone
The army's up the road
Salvation a la mode and
A cup of tea.
Aqualung my friend
Don't start away uneasy
You poor old sod, you see, it's only me.

Papas y Olivas




Papas y Olivas [Gilbertástico y las Mierdas Flotantes]

"Porque la hospitalidad es de oro.
Cuando era como tú caminaba 10kms para ir a la escuela.
Con un duro invitaba a tu madre al cine y al autobús."

Después de un partido del Febe Segorbe
Lo que más me apetece son unas papas
Y unas olivas

Fumando un canuto
En casa de Ávila
Lo que más me apetece son unas papas
Y unas olivas

En la cena de equipo no tengo dudas
Ante las posibilidades
Que hay en la carta de los bocadillos
Entorno mis ojos, aclaro mi voz
Miro al camarero y le digo:
"Atún con olivas"

"Un buen bol lleno de papas
Pero no de esas onduladas
Y recordad:
Cada papa con su correspondiente oliva"

Papas
Papas y olivas
Papas
Papas y olivas (olivas)
Papas
Papas y olivas (olivas)
Papas
Papas y olivas (olivas)

Pero maestro
Maestro!
Maestro papero
Dígame
Cómo hace usted
Las papas (y olivas)

(Yo le digo
Yo le digo
La respuesta es...)
Papapapapapapapapa...

lunes, 23 de marzo de 2009

Lily, Rosemary and The Jack of Hearts




Lily, Rosemary & The Jack of Hearts [Bob Dylan]

The festival was over, the boys were all plannin' for a fall,
The cabaret was quiet except for the drillin' in the wall.
The curfew had been lifted and the gamblin' wheel shut down,
Anyone with any sense had already left town.
He was standin' in the doorway lookin' like the Jack of Hearts.

He moved across the mirrored room, "Set it up for everyone," he said,
Then everyone commenced to do what they were doin' before he turned their heads.
Then he walked up to a stranger and he asked him with a grin,
"Could you kindly tell me, friend, what time the show begins?"
Then he moved into the corner, face down like the Jack of Hearts.

Backstage the girls were playin' five-card stud by the stairs,
Lily had two queens, she was hopin' for a third to match her pair.
Outside the streets were fillin' up, the window was open wide,
A gentle breeze was blowin', you could feel it from inside.
Lily called another bet and drew up the Jack of Hearts.

Big Jim was no one's fool, he owned the town's only diamond mine,
He made his usual entrance lookin' so dandy and so fine.
With his bodyguards and silver cane and every hair in place,
He took whatever he wanted to and he laid it all to waste.
But his bodyguards and silver cane were no match for the Jack of Hearts.

Rosemary combed her hair and took a carriage into town,
She slipped in through the side door lookin' like a queen without a crown.
She fluttered her false eyelashes and whispered in his ear,
"Sorry, darlin', that I'm late," but he didn't seem to hear.
He was starin' into space over at the Jack of Hearts.

"I know I've seen that face before," Big Jim was thinkin' to himself,
"Maybe down in Mexico or a picture up on somebody's shelf."
But then the crowd began to stamp their feet and the house lights did dim
And in the darkness of the room there was only Jim and him,
Starin' at the butterfly who just drew the Jack of Hearts.

Lily was a princess, she was fair-skinned and precious as a child,
She did whatever she had to do, she had that certain flash every time she smiled.
She'd come away from a broken home, had lots of strange affairs
With men in every walk of life which took her everywhere.
But she'd never met anyone quite like the Jack of Hearts.

The hangin' judge came in unnoticed and was being wined and dined,
The drillin' in the wall kept up but no one seemed to pay it any mind.
It was known all around that Lily had Jim's ring
And nothing would ever come between Lily and the king.
No, nothin' ever would except maybe the Jack of Hearts.

Rosemary started drinkin' hard and seein' her reflection in the knife,
She was tired of the attention, tired of playin' the role of Big Jim's wife.
She had done a lot of bad things, even once tried suicide,
Was lookin' to do just one good deed before she died.
She was gazin' to the future, riding on the Jack of Hearts.

Lily washed her face, took her dress off and buried it away.
"Has your luck run out?" she laughed at him, "Well, I guess you must
have known it would someday.
Be careful not to touch the wall, there's a brand-new coat of paint,
I'm glad to see you're still alive, you're lookin' like a saint."
Down the hallway footsteps were comin' for the Jack of Hearts.

The backstage manager was pacing all around by his chair.
"There's something funny going on," he said, "I can just feel it in the air."
He went to get the hangin' judge, but the hangin' judge was drunk,
As the leading actor hurried by in the costume of a monk.
There was no actor anywhere better than the Jack of Hearts.

Lily's arms were locked around the man that she dearly loved to touch,
She forgot all about the man she couldn't stand who hounded her so much.
"I've missed you so," she said to him, and he felt she was sincere,
But just beyond the door he felt jealousy and fear.
Just another night in the life of the Jack of Hearts.

No one knew the circumstance but they say that it happened pretty quick,
The door to the dressing room burst open and a cold revolver clicked.
And Big Jim was standin' there, ya couldn't say surprised,
Rosemary right beside him, steady in her eyes.
She was with Big Jim but she was leanin' to the Jack of Hearts.

Two doors down the boys finally made it through the wall
And cleaned out the bank safe, it's said that they got off with quite a haul.
In the darkness by the riverbed they waited on the ground
For one more member who had business back in town.
But they couldn't go no further without the Jack of Hearts.

The next day was hangin' day, the sky was overcast and black,
Big Jim lay covered up, killed by a penknife in the back.
And Rosemary on the gallows, she didn't even blink,
The hangin' judge was sober, he hadn't had a drink.
The only person on the scene missin' was the Jack of Hearts.

The cabaret was empty now, a sign said, "Closed for repair,"
Lily had already taken all of the dye out of her hair.
She was thinkin' 'bout her father, who she very rarely saw,
Thinkin' 'bout Rosemary and thinkin' about the law.
But, most of all she was thinkin' 'bout the Jack of Hearts.

martes, 17 de marzo de 2009

Prisoner of Society




Prisoner of Society [The Living End]

Well we don't need no one to tell us what to do
Oh yes we're on our own and there's nothing you can do
So we don't need no one like you
To tell us what to do

We don't refer to the past when showing what we've done
The generation gap means the war is never won
The past is in your head
The future's in our hands

Cos I'm a brat
And I know everything
And I talk back
Cos I'm not listening
To anything you say

And if you count to three (one two three)
You'll see there's no emergency
You'll see I'm not the enemy
Just a prisoner of society

Well we don't need no one to tell us what to do
Oh yes we're on our own and there's nothing you can do
So we don't need no one like you
To tell us what to do

Cos I'm a brat
And I know everything
And I talk back
Cos I'm not listening
To anything you say

And if you count to three (one two three)
You'll see there's no emergency
You'll see I'm not the enemy
Just a prisoner of society

Well we don't need no one to tell us what to do
Oh yes we're on our own and there's nothing you can do
So we don't need no one like you
To tell us what to do

We don't refer to the past when showing what we've done
The generation gap means the war is never won
The past is in your head
The future's in our hands

Cos I'm a brat
And I know everything
And I talk back
Cos I'm not listening
To anything you say

And if you count to three
You'll see there's no emergency
You'll see I'm not the enemy
Just a prisoner of society
society society society society society society society

lunes, 16 de marzo de 2009

Otra Noche Sin Dormir




Otra Noche Sin Dormir [Barricada, Rosendo & Aurora Beltrán]

(Barricada)
Machacando la cabeza
Pa juntar cuatro palabras
El tiempo se me ha escapado
En el tren de madrugada

Se me llevó la botella
Se me llevó la guitarra
Que se iban de la mano
Con la última calada

Mientras tanto sigo aquí
Otra noche sin dormir

Mientras tanto sigo aquí
Otra noce sin dormir

(Rosendo)
A mí me busca la pasma
Por haber cantao a pelo
Y hacer que en plena mañana
Las nubes toquen el suelo

No me muerde la conciencia
Porque yo he nacido así
Bebo, fumo y desafino
Son maneras de vivir

Mientras tanto sigo aquí
Otra noche sin dormir

Mientras tanto sigo aquí
Otra noche sin dormir

(Aurora Beltrán)
Siempre ando despistada
Buscando el mejor momento
Pa decirte en la orejita
Lo mucho que te quiero

Pero me pongo más colorada
Que el demonio en el infierno
Se van pasando las horas
Y los colmillos los pierdo

Mientras tanto sigo aquí
Otra noche sin dormir
(Repetir 14 veces)

Free Bird




Free Bird [Lynyrd Skynyrd]

If I leave here tomorrow
Would you still remember me?
For I must be travelling on, now,
cause theres too many places Ive got to see.
But, if I stayed here with you, girl,
Things just couldnt be the same.
cause Im as free as a bird now,
And this bird you can not change.
Lord knows, I cant change.

Bye, bye, its been a sweet love.
Though this feeling I cant change.
But please dont take it badly,
cause lord knows Im to blame.
But, if I stayed here with you girl,
Things just couldnt be the same.
Cause Im as free as a bird now,
And this bird youll never change.
And this bird you can not change.
Lord knows, I cant change.
Lord help me, I cant change.

jueves, 12 de marzo de 2009

100th Song!

Well well, after 3 months, I've managed to put 100 songs in this blog.
So, to celebrate and thank all the visits, there you go, some of my favourite (music) videos


A Quick One While He's Away [The Who]




Shelter from the Storm [Bob Dylan]




Song for Jeffrey [Jethro Tull]




History of Music [Stringfever]

martes, 10 de marzo de 2009

O Grito da Galera




O Grito da Galera [Bonde do Forró]

Eu toquei o meu berrante
Pra chamar a atenção
E no som da caminhonete
Vou ouvindo um batidão

Meu chapéu de aba larga
30x cor de carvão
Esconde o meu olhar morteiro

Carregado de paixão

De emoção e adrenalina
Abre logo essa porteira
To chegando na bagaça
Integrando a comitiva

Pois sozinho não tem graça

To saindo turbinado
Com tração nas quatro rodas
Eu sou um peão moderno

To por dentro eu to na moda

Vou rancar fogo da botina

Aumenta o som eu quero ouvir

O grito da galera
Hoje e dia de rodeio

Solte sua emoção
Aumente o som eu quero ouvir

O grito da galera
Sapateia e bate palma

Quebra tudo por paixão

Friend of the Devil




Friend of the Devil [Grateful Dead]

I lit out from reno, I was trailed by twenty hounds
Didnt get to sleep last night till the morning came around.

Set out runnin but I take my time
A friend of the devil is a friend of mine
If I get home before daylight, I just might get some sleep tonight.

Ran into the devil, babe, he loaned me twenty bills
I spent the night in utah in a cave up in the hills.

Set out runnin but I take my time, a friend of the devil is a friend of mine,
If I get home before daylight, I just might get some sleep tonight.

I ran down to the levee but the devil caught me there
He took my twenty dollar bill and vanished in the air.

Set out runnin but I take my time
A friend of the devil is a friend of mine
If I get home before daylight, I just might get some sleep tonight.

Got two reasons why I cry away each lonely night,
The first ones named sweet anne marie, and shes my hearts delight.
The second one is prison, babe, the sheriffs on my trail,
And if he catches up with me, Ill spend my life in jail.

Got a wife in chino, babe, and one in cherokee
The first one says shes got my child, but it dont look like me.

Set out runnin but I take my time,
A friend of the devil is a friend of mine,
If I get home before daylight, I just might get some sleep tonight.

Folsom Prison Blues




Folsom Prison Blues [Johnny Cash]

"Hello, I'm Johnny Cash"

I hear the train a comin'
It's rollin' 'round the bend,
And I ain't seen the sunshine,
Since, I don't know when,
I'm stuck in Folsom Prison,
And time keeps draggin' on,
But that train keeps a-rollin',
On down to San Antone.

When I was just a baby,
My Mama told me, "Son,
Always be a good boy,
Don't ever play with guns,"
But I shot a man in Reno,
Just to watch him die,
When I hear that whistle blowin',
I hang my head and cry.

I bet there's rich folks eatin',
In a fancy dining car,
They're probably drinkin' coffee,
And smokin' big cigars,
But I know I had it comin',
I know I can't be free,
But those people keep a-movin',
And that's what tortures me.

Well, if they freed me from this prison,
If that railroad train was mine,
I bet I'd move out over a little,
Farther down the line,
Far from Folsom Prison,
That's where I want to stay,
And I'd let that lonesome whistle,
Blow my Blues away.

viernes, 6 de marzo de 2009

My Back Pages




My Back Pages [The Byrds]

Crimson flames tied through my ears
Rollin' high and mighty traps
Pounced with fire on flaming roads
Using ideas as my maps
"We'll meet on edges, soon," said I
Proud 'neath heated brow.
Ah, but I was so much older then,
I'm younger than that now.

In a soldier's stance, I aimed my hand
At the mongrel dogs who teach
Fearing not I'd become my enemy
In the instant that I preach
My existence led by confusion boats
Mutiny from stern to bow.
Ah, but I was so much older then,
I'm younger than that now.

Ah, but I was so much older then,
I'm younger than that now.

Yes, my guard stood hard when abstract threats
Too noble to neglect
Deceived me into thinking
I had something to protect
Good and bad, I define these terms
Quite clear, no doubt, somehow.
Ah, but I was so much older then,
I'm younger than that now.

October Song




October Song [The Incredible String Band]

I'll sing you this October song,
Oh, there is no song before it.
The words and tune are none of my own,
for my joys and sorrows bore it.
Beside the sea
The brambly briars in the still of evening,
Birds fly out behind the sun,
and with them I'll leavng.
The fallen leaves that jewel the ground,
They know the art of dying,
And leave with joy their glad gold hearts,
In the scarlet shadows lying.
When hunger calls my footsteps home,
The morning follows after,
I swim the seas within my mind,
And the pine-trees laugh green laughter.
I sed to search for happiness,
And I used to follow pleasure,
But I found a door behind my mind,
And that's the greatest treasure.
For rulers like to lay down laws,
And rebels like to break them,
And the poor priests like to walk in chains,
And God likes to forsake the.
I met a man whose name was Time,
And he said, I must be goin,
But just how long that was,
I have no way of knowing.
Sometimes I want to murder time,
Sometimes when my heart's aching,
But mostly I just stroll along,
The path that he is taking.

Venus in Furs




Venus in Furs [The Velvet Underground]

Shiny, shiny, shiny boots of leather
Whiplash girlchild in the dark
Clubs and bells, your servant, dont forsake him
Strike, dear mistress, and cure his heart

Downy sins of streetlight fancies
Chase the costumes she shall wear
Ermine furs adorn the imperious
Severin, severin awaits you there

I am tired, I am weary
I could sleep for a thousand years
A thousand dreams that would awake me
Different colors made of tears

Kiss the boot of shiny, shiny leather
Shiny leather in the dark
Tongue of thongs, the belt that does await you
Strike, dear mistress, and cure his heart

Severin, severin, speak so slightly
Severin, down on your bended knee
Taste the whip, in love not given lightly
Taste the whip, now plead for me

I am tired, I am weary
I could sleep for a thousand years
A thousand dreams that would awake me
Different colors made of tears

Shiny, shiny, shiny boots of leather
Whiplash girlchild in the dark
Severin, your servant comes in bells, please dont forsake him
Strike, dear mistress, and cure his heart

miércoles, 4 de marzo de 2009

Knockin' on Heaven's Door




Knockin' on Heaven's Door [Guns N' Roses]

Mama take this badge from me
I can't use it anymore
It's getting dark too dark to see
Feels like I'm knockin' on heaven's door

Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door
Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door
Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door
Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door

Mama put my guns in the ground
I can't shoot them anymore
That cold black cloud is comin' down
Feels like I'm knockin' on heaven's door

Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door
Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door
Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door
Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door

"I don't think I have to tell you
I think you know what time it is
We're going to do this four times
I sing one, then you sing one
And we have Tracy and Roberta here to help you
And I think you know the words"

Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door
Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door
Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door
Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door

Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door
"C'mon c'mon people you know what I like!"

Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door
"Gimme some reggae!!"

"We got one more time to go
Let's make this one reach the heavens"

Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door
"Make it loud!!!"

Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door
Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door
Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door
Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door
Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door

"Thank you!!!! Yeah!!"

martes, 3 de marzo de 2009

Quien Fuera




Quien Fuera [Silvio Rodríguez]

Estoy buscando una palabra
En el umbral de tu misterio
Quien fuera ali baba
Quien fuera el mitico simbad
Quien fuera un poderoso sortilegio
Quien fuera encantador.

Estoy buscando una escafandra
Al pie del mar de los delirios
Quien fuera jackes cousteau
Quien fuera nemo el capitan
Quien fuera el batiscafo de tu abismo
Quien fuera explorador.

Corazon, corazon obscuro
Corazon ,corazon con muros
Corazon que se esconde
Corazon que esta donde, corazon
Corazon en fuga herido de dudas de amor

Estoy buscando melodias
Para tener como llamarte
Quien fuera ruiseñor
Quien fuera lenon y mc artney
Sindo garay, violeta, chico barque
Quien fuera tu trovador

Corazon, corazon obscuro
Corazon,corazon con muros
Corazon que se esconde
Corazon que esta donde el corazon
Corazon en fuga herido de dudas de amor (corazon)

miércoles, 25 de febrero de 2009

Gentleman




Gentleman [Fela Kuti]

I no be gentleman at all
I no be gentleman at all
I no be gentleman at all o
I no be gentleman at all, at all

[Chorus]
I no be gentleman at all o!

I be Africa man original
I be Africa man original

Them call you, make you come chop
You chop small, you say you belly full
You say you be gentleman
You go hungry
You go suffer
You go quench
Me I no be gentleman like that

[Chorus]
I no be gentleman at all o!

I be Africa man original
I be Africa man original
I be Africa man original

You dey go your way, the jeje way
Somebody come bring original trouble
You no talk, you no act
You say you be gentleman
You go suffer
You go tire
You go quench
Me I no be gentleman like that

[Chorus]
I no be gentleman at all o!

I be Africa man original
I be Africa man original

Africa hot, I like am so
I know what to wear but my friends don't know
Him put him socks, him put him shoe
Him put him pant, him put him singlet
Him put him trouser, him put him shirt
Him put him tie, him put him coat
Him come cover all with him hat
Him be gentleman
Him go sweat all over
Him go faint right down
Him go smell like shit
Him go piss for body, him no go know
Me I no be gentleman like that

[Chorus]
I no be gentleman at all o!

I be Africa man original
I be Africa man original
I no be gentleman at all, at all
I be Africa man original
I be Africa man original

Simple Man




Simple Man [Lynyrd Skynyrd]

Mama told me when I was young
Come sit beside me, my only son
And listen closely to what I say.
And if you do this
It will help you some sunny day.
Take your time... dont live too fast,
Troubles will come and they will pass.
Go find a woman and youll find love,
And dont forget son,
There is someone up above.

(chorus)
And be a simple kind of man.
Be something you love and understand.
Be a simple kind of man.
Wont you do this for me son,
If you can?

Forget your lust for the rich mans gold
All that you need is in your soul,
And you can do this if you try.
All that I want for you my son,
Is to be satisfied.

(chorus)

Boy, dont you worry... youll find yourself.
Follow you heart and nothing else.
And you can do this if you try.
All I want for you my son,
Is to be satisfied.

(chorus)

martes, 24 de febrero de 2009

Vienna




Vienna [Ultravox (original version)]
listen to Clawfinger's version of Vienna
We walked in the cold air -
Freezing breath on the window pain
Lying waiting

A man in the dark in the picture frame
So mystic and soulful.
A voice reaching out and a piercing cry

It stays with you until
The feeling is gone
only you and I
This means nothing to me
This means nothing to me

Oh Vienna -

The music is weaving -
Haunting notes pizzicato strings

The rhythm is calling
Alone in the night as the daylight brings a cold empty silence
The warmth of your hand and a cold grey sky

It fades to the distance.

The image is gone
only you and I
This means nothing to me
This means nothing to me

Oh Vienna -

This means nothing to me
This means nothing to me

Oh Vienna.

I Know It's True, But I'm Sorry to Say




I Know It's True, But I'm Sorry to Say [Violent Femmes]

I know it's true, but I'm sorry to say
yesterdays a day away.
Nothing I can do to make it stay like that.
Ain't that a fact.

I know it's true, but I'm sorry to say
I just can't handle things this way.
I know it's late, but I'd like to stay a while, see you smile.

Will you meet me in the morning, with sun fresh on the dew?
Will you meet me in the afternoon, made just for me and you?
Will you meet me in the evening, when the nighttime starts to crawl?
Will you meet me in the hall?
Will you meet me on the wall?
Will you meet me at all?

One more time, one more time.
Shaking up and down my spine.
Jump a rope or skip a line or two.
What can I do?

One more time, one more time.
Color flashing neon signs.
Advertising a friend of my distraction, latest attraction.

Oh my body has been punished.
Lord, I think I've had enough.
Oh my body has been punished
with too much and not enough.
Oh my body has been punished
and my mind can no longer bluff.
My mind is so unkind, my mind is so unkind.
It keeps me crying all the time.

I know it's true, but I'm sorry to say
yesterdays a day away.