dilluns, 31 de gener del 2011

Oooooohhh yeaaaaah!!!

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You Really Got Me

Girl, you really got me goin'.
You got me so I don't know what I'm doin', now.
Yeah, you really got me now.
You got me so I can't sleep at night.

Yeah, you really got me now.
You got me so I don't know what I'm doin', now.
Oh yeah, you really got me now.
You got me so I can't sleep at night.

You really got me.
You really got me.
You really got me.

See, don't ever set me free.
I always wanna be by your side.
Girl, you really got me now.
You got me so I can't sleep at night.

Yeah, you really got me now.
You got me so I don't know what I'm doin', now.
Oh yeah, you really got me now.
You got me so I can't sleep at night.

You really got me.
You really got me.
You really got me.
Oh no...

See, don't ever set me free.
I always wanna be by your side.
Girl, you really got me now.
You got me so I can't sleep at night.

Yeah, you really got me now.
You got me so I don't know what I'm doin', now.
Oh yeah, you really got me now.
You got me so I can't sleep at night.

You really got me.
You really got me.
You really got me.

diumenge, 30 de gener del 2011

Compensación aceptada

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Cape Canaveral

Oh, oh, oh brother totem pole,
I saw your legends lined up
and I never felt more natural.
Apart, I just came apart.

Please, please, please sister Socrates,
you always answer with a question
show some kindness to a petty thief.
Forgive, you did forgive.

And watch the migrants smoke in the old orange grove
and the red rocket blaze over Cape Canaveral.
You've been a father to me in 1960's speak.
Give me comatose joy like re-run TV,
while the mountain's side was shining wild colors of my destiny.

I watched your face age backwards changing shape in my memory.
You told me victory's sweet even deep in the cheap seats.

Hey, hey, hey mother interstate
can you deliver me from evil.
Make me honest, make me wedding cake.
Atone, I will atone.

Wait, wait, wait mighty outer-space
all that flying saucer terror.
Made me lazy drinking lemonade.
A waste, it just went to waste.

Like the freon cold out the hotel door
or the white rocket fade over Cape Canaveral.
You've been a daughter to me,
your buried shoe-box grief.
I felt your poltergeist love like savannah heat,
while the waterfall was pouring crazy symbols of my destiny.

I watched your face die backwards little baby in my memory.
You told me victory's sweet even deep in the cheap seats.

And you don't judge me that's not your style,
but I won't see youfor a little while.
And there's no worries, whose got time.
All these changes are going to fill your mind.

Like the citrus glow off the old orange grove
or the red rocket blaze over Cape Canaveral.
It's been a nightmare for me some 1980's grief
gives me parachute dreams like old war movies,
while the universe was drawing
perfect circles for infinity.

I watched the stars get smaller, tiny diamonds in my memory.
I know that victory is sweet even deep in the cheap seats.

I want to live in your music

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A Sunday Smile

All I want is the best for our lives my dear,
and you know my wishes are sincere.
What's to say for the days I cannot bare.

A Sunday smile you wore it for a while.
A Sunday mile we paused and sang.
A Sunday smile you wore it for a while.
A Sunday mile we paused and sang.
A Sunday smile and we felt true.

We burnt to the ground left for you to admire,
with buildings inside church of white.
We burnt to the ground left a grave to admire.
And as we reach for the sky, reach the church of white.

A Sunday smile you wore it for a while.
A Sunday mile we paused and sang.
A Sunday smile you wore it for a while.
A Sunday mile we paused and sang.
A Sunday smile and we felt true.

dissabte, 29 de gener del 2011

Lo realmente importante es invisible a nuestros ojos

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Worrisome Heart

I need a hand with my worrisome heart.
I need a hand with my worrisome heart.
I would be lucky to find me a man who could love me the way that I am.

With this here worrisome heart, I need a break from my troubling ways.
I need a break from my troubling ways.

I would be lucky to find me a man who could love me the way that I am.

With all my troubling ways, I need a man who got no baggage to claim.
I need a man who got no baggage to claim.
I would be lucky to find me a man who could love me the way that I am.

A worrisome troubling baggage free modern day dame.
A worrisome troubling baggage free modern day dame.
Ain't no body the same.


divendres, 28 de gener del 2011

Every dream is returning back again

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Say It Once

If you'll only say it once, then say it now.
And if you'll only come here once, then come here now.

Close the door and let me watch, my skin is burning like a fire.
Take that red dress off, I want to see my desire.

'Cos every feeling that you've lost is waking up inside you.
And every dream you've cast away is coming back to find you.

If you only do it once, then do it now.
And if you only dream it once, then dream it now.

Don't allow your heart to accept a prison,
'cos you took my heart and you gave it vision.

'Cos every feeling that you've lost is waking up inside you.
And every dream you've cast away is coming back to find you.

When you find your love, don't let it go to sleep.
When you find your love, let it go, let it go deep.

'Cos when you've found your love, then you've found your belief.
'Cos when you've found your love, you've found, you've found me.

If you'll only say it once, then say it now.
And if you'll only come here once, then come here now.

Close the door and let me watch, my skin is burning like a fire.
Take that red dress off, I want to see my desire.

'Cos every feeling that you've lost is waking up inside you.
And every dream you've cast away is coming back to find you.

If you only do it once, then do it now.
And if you only dream it once, then dream it now.

Don't allow your heart to accept a prison,
'cos you took my heart and you gave it vision.

'Cos every feeling that you've lost is waking up inside you.
And every dream you've cast away is returning back again.

dilluns, 24 de gener del 2011

I'll wait a thousand years just to see you smile again

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The Resistance

Is your secret safe tonight?

And are we out of sight?
Or will our world come tumbling down?

Will they find our hiding place?
Is this our last embrace?
Or will the walls start caving in?

It could be wrong, could be wrong,
but it should've been right.
It could be wrong, could be wrong.
Let our hearts ignite.
It could be wrong, could be wrong.
Are we digging a hole?
It could be wrong, could be wrong,
this is outta control.

It could be wrong, could be wrong,
it could never last.
It could be wrong, could be wrong.
Must erase it fast.
It could be wrong, could be wrong,
but it could've been right.
It could be wrong, could be wrong.

Love is our resistance.
They keep us apart and they won't stop breaking us down.
And hold me, our lips must always be sealed.

If we live our life in fear,
I'll wait a thousand years just to see you smile again.

Quell your prayers for love and peace,
you'll wake the thought police.
We can hide the truth inside.

It could be wrong, could be wrong,
but it should've been right.
It could be wrong, could be wrong.
Let our hearts ignite.
It could be wrong, could be wrong.
Are we digging a hole?
It could be wrong, could be wrong,
this is outta control.

It could be wrong, could be wrong,
it could never last.
It could be wrong, could be wrong.
Must erase it fast.
It could be wrong, could be wrong,
but it could've been right.
It could be wrong, could be wrong.

Love is our resistance!
They keep us apart and they won't stop breaking us down.
And hold me, our lips must always be sealed.

The night has reached its end.
We can't pretend, we must run, we must run.
It's time to run.

Take us away from here, protect us from further harm.
Resistance!

Every sensible child will know what this means

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Nowhere Fast

I'd like to drop my trousers to the world,
I am a man of means, of slender means.
Each household appliance is like a new science in my town.
And if a day came when I felt a natural emotion,
I'd get such a shock I'd probably jump in the ocean.
And when a train goes by it's such a sad sound.

I'd like to drop my trousers to the Queen.
Every sensible child will know what this means.
The poor and the needy are selfish and greedy on her terms.
And if the day came when I felt a natural emotion,
I'd get such a shock I'd probably jump in the ocean.
And when a train goes by it's such a sad song.

And when I'm lying in my bed, I think about life and I think about death,
and neither one particularly appeals to me.
And if the day came when I felt a natural emotion,
I'd get such a shock I'd probably lie in the middle of the street and die.
I'd lie down and die.

diumenge, 23 de gener del 2011

I would swear that there's someone somewhere

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Holding Out For a Hero

Where have all the good men gone and where are all the gods?
Where's the street-wise Hercules to fight the rising odds?
Isn't there a white knight upon a fiery steed?
Late at night I toss and turn and dream of what I need.

I need a hero, I'm holding out for a hero 'til the end of the night.
He's gotta be strong and he's gotta fast.
And he's gotta be fresh from the fight.
I need a hero, I'm holding out for a hero 'til the morning light.
He's gotta be sure and it's gotta soon.
And he's gotta be larger than life.

Somewhere after midnight in my wildest fantasy.
Somewhere just beyond my reach,
there's someone reaching back for me.
Racing on the thunder and rising with the heat.
It's gonna take a superman to sweep me off feet.

I need a hero, I'm holding out for a hero 'til the end of the night.
He's gotta be strong and he's gotta fast.
And he's gotta be fresh from the fight.
I need a hero, I'm holding out for a hero 'til the morning light.
He's gotta be sure and it's gotta be soon.
And he's gotta be larger than life.

I need a hero, I'm holding out for a hero 'til the end of the night.

Up where the mountains meet the heavens above,
out where the lightning splits the sea,
I would swear that there's someone somewhere watching me.

Through the wind and the chill and the rain and the storm and the flood,
I can feel his approach, like the fire in my blood.

I need a hero, I'm holding out for a hero 'til the end of the night.
He's gotta be strong and he's gotta be fast.
And he's gotta be fresh from the fight.
I need a hero, I'm holding out for a hero 'til the morning light.
He's gotta be sure and it's gotta soon.
And he's gotta be larger than life.

I need a hero, I'm holding out for a hero 'til the end of the night.
He's gotta be strong and he's gotta be fast.
And he's gotta be fresh from the fight.
I need a hero, I'm holding out for a hero 'til the morning light.
He's gotta be sure and it's gotta soon.
And he's gotta be larger than life.

dissabte, 22 de gener del 2011

Mucho más allá

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Wuthering Heights

Out on the wiley, windy moors, we'd roll and fall in green.
You had a temper, like my jealousy, too hot, too greedy.
How could you leave me when I need to possess you?
I hated you, I loved you too.

Bad dreams in the night, they told me I was going to lose the fight.
Leave behind my wuthering, wuthering,

Wuthering Heights.

Heathcliff, it's me, Cathy come home.
I'm so cold, let me in-a-your window.

It gets dark, it gets lonely on the other side from you.
I pine alot, I find the lot falls through without you.
I'm coming back love, cruel Heathcliff,
my one dream, my only master.

Too long I roam in the night.
I'm coming back to his side to put it right.
I'm coming home to wuthering wuthering,
Wuthering Heights.

Heathcliff, it's me, Cathy come home.
I'm so cold let me in-a-your window.

Let me have it, let me grab your soul away.
Let me have it, let me grab your soul away.
You know it's me, Cathy.

Heathcliff, it's me, Cathy come home.
I'm so cold, let me in-a-your window.

Ciutat de Llum IV

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dimarts, 18 de gener del 2011

La más bella historia jamás contada

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dilluns, 17 de gener del 2011

Are you living in the kingdom of the good and true?

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Is It Any Wonder?

I... I always thought that I knew I'd always have the right
to be living in the kingdom of the good and true and so on.
But now, I think I was wrong and you were laughing along.
And now, I look a fool for thinking you were on my side.

Is it any wonder I'm tired?
Is it any wonder that I feel uptight?
Is it any wonder I don't know what's right?

Sometimes it's hard to know where I stand,
it's hard to know where I am.
Well, maybe it's a puzzle I don't understand.
Sometimes I get the feeling that I'm stranded in the wrong time,
where love is just a lyric in a children's rhyme, a soundbite.

Is it any wonder I'm tired?
Is it any wonder that I feel uptight?
Is it any wonder I don't know what's right?

These days, after all the misery made,
is it any wonder that I feel afraid?
Is it any wonder that I feel betrayed?

Nothing left inside this old cathedral,
just the sad, lonely spires.
How do you make it right?

But you try.
Is it any wonder I'm tired?
Is it any wonder that I feel uptight?
Is it any wonder I don't know what's right?

These days, after all the misery made,
is it any wonder that I feel afraid?
Is it any wonder that I feel betrayed?

diumenge, 16 de gener del 2011

Ciutat de Llum III

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