tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40284199541660668242024-02-20T01:10:24.723-08:00These DaysUn testo al giorno.
A global art project that starts today.These dayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08054442554838899340noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4028419954166066824.post-82925017020872600732011-09-11T06:59:00.000-07:002011-09-11T06:59:27.088-07:00Rancid - Tropical London (2003)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOsbyDsW8mQUNWW11F9TGrhjFC8JNF7CKjV9QBx7T9EZfnlIJsXnTsp4sJWVzpjxtFMETepGKp_FBn_RCE2a72soSh0iNinwGVXqx94E069ZQeiH20U143WG3MO178rsn1ZLCT3bQgmus/s1600/MikeSol_StormOfSadness.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="197" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOsbyDsW8mQUNWW11F9TGrhjFC8JNF7CKjV9QBx7T9EZfnlIJsXnTsp4sJWVzpjxtFMETepGKp_FBn_RCE2a72soSh0iNinwGVXqx94E069ZQeiH20U143WG3MO178rsn1ZLCT3bQgmus/s320/MikeSol_StormOfSadness.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.youtube.com/embed/U3iynh4IxAg?feature=player_embedded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div>If you lose me, you lose a good thing, that's one thing I know for sure.<br />
If you lose me, girl, you lose a good thing, that's one thing I know for sure.<br />
<br />
When you were sick, girl, I held your hand,<br />
When you were troubled I tried to understand,<br />
Staying with you I did anything I can,<br />
'Cause losing you was not part of the plan.<br />
<br />
Melbourne is a tropical London<br />
I met a girl in a tropical London<br />
Abandoned in a tropical London <br />
Oh no, oh no,<br />
If you lose me, you lose a good thing, that's one thing I know for sure.<br />
If you lose me, girl, you lose a good thing, that's one thing I know for sure.<br />
<br />
A souvenir reminds me of you,<br />
Every day I catch a glimpse of us two,<br />
I'm the one going to the rescue,<br />
That's why I'm confused you withdrew.<br />
<br />
Melbourne is a tropical London<br />
I met a girl in a tropical London<br />
Abandoned in a tropical London<br />
Oh no, oh no, <br />
If you lose me, you lose a good thing, that's one thing I know for sure.<br />
If you lose me, girl, you lose a good thing, that's one thing I know for sure.<br />
<br />
Medication, led to an<br />
Altercation, it's a<br />
Hazardness in the<br />
Valley of deception, and I<br />
Walk alone,<br />
But it was not my intention,<br />
Not my invention,<br />
And now my heart's been ripped wide open!<br />
<br />
<br />
If you lose me, you lose a good thing, that's one thing I know for sure.<br />
If you lose me, girl, you lose a good thing, that's one thing I know for sure.<br />
That's one thing I know for sure.These dayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08054442554838899340noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4028419954166066824.post-74276022094109081022011-09-10T04:35:00.000-07:002011-09-10T04:35:05.226-07:00Oasis - Sad Song (1994)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcchUvaxR4vV1oXCZYv35r7-C3esnvWi3EaPrdjqHAWnRqv-HXEr0hr30miRqh1iHPCW8K2JcdOV8tlEbXRAE438GmKyi1aEZulVTVDAu8jX_OgFhHuUXNf4u4Gh_x3Iv6FCsnujttBHo/s1600/871765135_6dbdfe7ce0.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="250" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcchUvaxR4vV1oXCZYv35r7-C3esnvWi3EaPrdjqHAWnRqv-HXEr0hr30miRqh1iHPCW8K2JcdOV8tlEbXRAE438GmKyi1aEZulVTVDAu8jX_OgFhHuUXNf4u4Gh_x3Iv6FCsnujttBHo/s320/871765135_6dbdfe7ce0.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.youtube.com/embed/jbkEQJyA-5k?feature=player_embedded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div>Sing a sad song<br />
In a lonely place<br />
Try to put a word in for me<br />
It’s been so long<br />
Since I found this place<br />
You better put in two or three<br />
We as people, are just walking ’round<br />
Our heads are firmly fixed in the ground<br />
What we don’t see<br />
Well it can’t be real<br />
What we don’t touch we cannot feel<br />
<br />
Where we’re living in this town<br />
The sun is coming up and it’s going down<br />
But it’s all just the same at the end of the day<br />
And we cheat and we lie<br />
Nobody says it’s wrong<br />
So we don’t ask why<br />
Cause it’s all just the same at the end of the day<br />
We’re throwing it all away<br />
We’re throwing it all away<br />
We’re throwing it all away at the end of the day<br />
<br />
If you need it<br />
Something I can give<br />
I know I’d help you if I can<br />
If your honest and you say that you did<br />
You know that I would give you my hand<br />
Or a sad song<br />
In a lonely place<br />
I’ll try to put a word in for you<br />
Need a shoulder? well if that’s the case<br />
You know there’s nothing I wouldn’t do<br />
<br />
Where we’re living in this town<br />
The sun is coming up and it’s going down<br />
But it’s all just the same at the end of the day<br />
When we cheat and we lie<br />
Nobody says it’s wrong<br />
So we don’t ask why<br />
Cause it’s all just the same at the end of the day<br />
<br />
Don’t throw it all away<br />
Don’t throw it all away<br />
Don’t throw it all away<br />
Don’t throw it all away<br />
Throwing it all away<br />
Throwing it all away<br />
Throwing it all away<br />
<br />
Throwing it all away<br />
Throwing it all away<br />
You’re throwing it all away at the end of the dayThese dayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08054442554838899340noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4028419954166066824.post-91214469251355522682011-09-07T09:13:00.000-07:002011-09-07T09:13:24.730-07:00Coldplay - Yellow (2000)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaZWLNdL86RDx86hQr-J-2igyiTxDVz0Qv7hWqLh3VIzghVyMxCrcDyqpHEd8gb2mQJuj5Qthbj8LF6Sm_jnOmEGXP8cJWojwmFoiaIfgTrY2YLiJYpBlVS0t8FcXs3v75PqVE8CFXOiw/s1600/yellow_by_incolorwetrust.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaZWLNdL86RDx86hQr-J-2igyiTxDVz0Qv7hWqLh3VIzghVyMxCrcDyqpHEd8gb2mQJuj5Qthbj8LF6Sm_jnOmEGXP8cJWojwmFoiaIfgTrY2YLiJYpBlVS0t8FcXs3v75PqVE8CFXOiw/s320/yellow_by_incolorwetrust.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.youtube.com/embed/R2KvbCdu1zk?feature=player_embedded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><span class="testo">Look at the stars <br />
look how they shine for you <br />
and everything you do <br />
yeah they were all yellow <br />
I came along <br />
I wrote a song for you <br />
and all the things you do <br />
and it was called yellow <br />
So then I took my turn <br />
oh wh at a thing to have done <br />
and it was all yellow <br />
<br />
your skin <br />
oh yeah your skin and bones <br />
turn into something beautiful <br />
and you know <br />
you know I love you so <br />
you know I love you so <br />
<br />
I swam across <br />
I jumped across for you <br />
oh what a thing to do <br />
'cos you were all yellow <br />
I drew a line <br />
I drew a line for you <br />
oh what a thing to do <br />
and it was all yellow <br />
<br />
and your skin <br />
oh yeah your skin and bones <br />
turn into something beautiful <br />
and you know <br />
for you I bleed myself dry <br />
for you I bleed myself dry <br />
<br />
it's true <br />
look how they shine for you <br />
look how they shine for you <br />
look how they shine for <br />
look how they shine for you <br />
look how they shine for you <br />
look how they shine <br />
<br />
look at the stars <br />
look how they shine for you <br />
and all the things that you do</span>These dayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08054442554838899340noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4028419954166066824.post-17669816155946792652011-09-07T07:38:00.000-07:002011-09-07T07:38:15.675-07:00Otis Redding - Wonderful World (1966)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.youtube.com/embed/nHl440HB7oI?feature=player_embedded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTeDicd7fJ-uxQEEQuShAyKSWlVdZu3ub7XV0yQAx8xR-WdYQvxsrryLUCjsLFAbgHDN2vL1reWlPrtT-VYCtkMqqwzfT14LzTsORHYVRzAOOgCWt_H8ROAC_y2hysZRtxr3cbFWjSESY/s1600/lgpp31842%252Bwonderful-world-world-map-poster.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTeDicd7fJ-uxQEEQuShAyKSWlVdZu3ub7XV0yQAx8xR-WdYQvxsrryLUCjsLFAbgHDN2vL1reWlPrtT-VYCtkMqqwzfT14LzTsORHYVRzAOOgCWt_H8ROAC_y2hysZRtxr3cbFWjSESY/s320/lgpp31842%252Bwonderful-world-world-map-poster.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>I don't know much about the history now<br />
Don't know much about biology<br />
Don't much about the science book<br />
Don't know much about the french i took<br />
All i do know is i love you now<br />
And i wonder if you love me, too<br />
Ooh what a wonderful world this could be<br />
<br />
I don't know much about geography now<br />
Don't know much about<br />
Trigonometry now<br />
Don't know much about the algebra<br />
Don't know what a slide rule is for<br />
But i do know one and one is two now<br />
And i wonder if you love me, too<br />
Ooh what a wonderful world this could be<br />
<br />
I don't claim to be "a" student<br />
But that's what i'm trying to be<br />
But by being an "a" student, baby<br />
Looks like i could win your love for me<br />
<br />
Don't know much about the history now<br />
Don't know much about biology<br />
I don't much about the science book now<br />
Don't know much about the good french i took<br />
All i do know is i love you now<br />
And i wonder if you love me, too<br />
Ooh what a wonderful world this could be<br />
<br />
I don't claim to be "a" student<br />
But that's what i'm trying to be<br />
But if i have to be an "a" student, baby<br />
I'm gonna win your love for me<br />
<br />
I don't know much about geography now<br />
Don't know much about trigonometry<br />
Don't know much about the algebra now<br />
Don't know what a good slide rule is for<br />
But i do know one and one is two now<br />
And i wonder if you love me, too<br />
Ooh what a wonderful world this could be<br />
<br />
Good lord, i been trying<br />
I been trying, i been trying...These dayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08054442554838899340noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4028419954166066824.post-12414240491689713982011-09-04T19:00:00.000-07:002011-09-04T19:00:10.694-07:00Ian Brown - Own brain (2009)You can't fight the feeling <br />
While aiming for the stars <br />
You might hit the ceiling <br />
To be healing from the scars <br />
Through aftershock tremors <br />
Through inclement weather <br />
Through anything ever <br />
Here we came sir, <br />
Rise around <br />
<br />
From stony ground, I'm far away <br />
Upon my path, upon my way <br />
The wasted days are history <br />
The future is a mystery <br />
<br />
I've got my own brain <br />
<br />
It's good to look, on route to stare <br />
A second glance as you're laid bare <br />
Your action's more than systole <br />
The future is a mystery <br />
<br />
I've got my own brain <br />
I got the one aim <br />
I've got my own brain <br />
An anagram of my own name <br />
<br />
You can't fight the feeling <br />
While aiming for the stars <br />
You may hit the ceiling <br />
To be healing from the scars <br />
Through aftershock tremors <br />
Through inclement weather <br />
Through anything ever <br />
Here we came sir, <br />
Rise around <br />
<br />
The realms I found <br />
Are where I stay <br />
My blood flow halts <br />
My temple veins <br />
<br />
I've got my own brain <br />
I got the one aim <br />
I've got my own brain <br />
An anagram of my own name <br />
<br />
Own brain<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBEbxdNs1tFnHKqi6N25UjNVLZDkhgkPXjGCr7OvJruiBkjYhIovPrJbX1LYFv7-r4uck80fp6kwiTKLLW3ZU8ECRwO3r_lXnUcSg-fTKGYWBjaVn_hHK-cdqWo59imm5jkIT9U4x8Ge4/s1600/show_image.php.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBEbxdNs1tFnHKqi6N25UjNVLZDkhgkPXjGCr7OvJruiBkjYhIovPrJbX1LYFv7-r4uck80fp6kwiTKLLW3ZU8ECRwO3r_lXnUcSg-fTKGYWBjaVn_hHK-cdqWo59imm5jkIT9U4x8Ge4/s320/show_image.php.jpg" width="253" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.youtube.com/embed/j641vCYFF7M?feature=player_embedded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><div style="background-color: transparent; border: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"><br />
</div>These dayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08054442554838899340noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4028419954166066824.post-50227445638140346002011-09-01T12:09:00.000-07:002011-09-01T12:09:12.334-07:00R.E.M - Man On The Moon (1992)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgz-8ybRenXN1ztpwsWw7IWIgCAYoJ_9vOYlEIZCfe0hrIjKCM5E8nAO60s4YNHb5VrIeP2VnMRGMvoP6u5N3DsfxiMoy2dtskHzscsB1cSeeZSpgq8aexFAffA6BtajzWqlkMQ7-ezRrk/s1600/1267804318_26245433_1-Immagini-di--Televisore-Bianco-e-Nero-Grundig-P112316-funzionante.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgz-8ybRenXN1ztpwsWw7IWIgCAYoJ_9vOYlEIZCfe0hrIjKCM5E8nAO60s4YNHb5VrIeP2VnMRGMvoP6u5N3DsfxiMoy2dtskHzscsB1cSeeZSpgq8aexFAffA6BtajzWqlkMQ7-ezRrk/s320/1267804318_26245433_1-Immagini-di--Televisore-Bianco-e-Nero-Grundig-P112316-funzionante.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.youtube.com/embed/TneAjKNHDN8?feature=player_embedded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div>Mott the Hoople and the Game of Life. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah<br />
Andy Kaufman in the wrestling match. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah<br />
Monopoly, twenty one, checkers, and chess. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah<br />
Mister Fred Blassie in a breakfast mess. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah<br />
Let's play Twister, let's play Risk. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah<br />
See you in heaven if you make the list. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah<br />
<br />
Hey Andy, did you hear about this one? Tell me, are you locked in the punch?<br />
Hey Andy, are you goofing on Elvis? Hey baby, are we losing touch?<br />
If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon<br />
If you believe there's nothing up my sleeve, then nothing is cool<br />
<br />
Moses went walking with the staff of wood. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah<br />
Newton got beaned by the apple good. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah<br />
Egypt was troubled by the horrible asp. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah<br />
Mister Charles Darwin had the gall to ask. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah<br />
<br />
Hey Andy, did you hear about this one? Tell me, are you locked in the punch?<br />
Hey Andy, are you goofing on Elvis? Hey baby, are you having fun?<br />
If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon<br />
If you believe there's nothing up my sleeve, then nothing is cool<br />
<br />
Here's a little agit for the never-believer. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah<br />
Here's a little ghost for the offering. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah<br />
Here's a truck stop instead of Saint Peter's. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah<br />
Mister Andy Kaufman's gone wrestling (wrestling bears). Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah<br />
<br />
Hey Andy, did you hear about this one? Tell me, are you locked in the punch?<br />
Hey Andy, are you goofing on Elvis? Hey baby, are we losing touch?<br />
If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon<br />
If you believe there's nothing up my sleeve, then nothing is cool<br />
<br />
If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon<br />
If you believe there's nothing up my sleeve, then nothing is cool<br />
If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon<br />
If you believe there's nothing up my sleeve, then nothing is cool<br />
If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon<br />
If you believe there's nothing up my sleeve, then nothing is cool These dayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08054442554838899340noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4028419954166066824.post-2519520876021905582011-08-26T06:06:00.000-07:002011-08-26T06:06:05.238-07:00Paul Weller - Brand New Start (1998)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMCmkldNR3T_DlQ76HxsmGCNAdIAlcWn9CenkFkapDfYdHYziTzBN_GVp_YFxFKwS5TxYaLhodV50uts5D2mjBxX4CoBh9JHEEH6Q04ArD-qGJXhh2prj5B7QWmjulGQW6xLhZyrzUhrY/s1600/the+singing+butler.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="251" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMCmkldNR3T_DlQ76HxsmGCNAdIAlcWn9CenkFkapDfYdHYziTzBN_GVp_YFxFKwS5TxYaLhodV50uts5D2mjBxX4CoBh9JHEEH6Q04ArD-qGJXhh2prj5B7QWmjulGQW6xLhZyrzUhrY/s320/the+singing+butler.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.youtube.com/embed/5ClTktEf4CA?feature=player_embedded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div>I'm gonna clear out my head<br />
I'm gonna get myself straight<br />
I know it's never too late<br />
To make a brand new start<br />
<br />
<br />
I'm gonna kick down the door<br />
I'm gonna get myself in<br />
I'm gonna fix up the yard<br />
And not fall back again<br />
<br />
<br />
I'm gonna CLEAN up my earth<br />
And build a heaven ON the ground<br />
Not something distant or unfound<br />
But something real to me<br />
But something real to me<br />
<br />
<br />
All that I can I can be<br />
All that I am I CAN see<br />
All that is mine is in my hands<br />
So to myself I call<br />
<br />
<br />
There's somewhere else I should be<br />
There's someone else I CAN see<br />
There's something more I can find<br />
IT'S ONLY UP TO ME<br />
<br />
<br />
I'm gonna clean up my earth<br />
And build a heaven ON the ground<br />
Not something distant on a cloud<br />
But something real to me<br />
But something real to me<br />
<br />
<br />
I'm gonna clear out my head<br />
I'm gonna get myself straight<br />
I KNOW it's never too late<br />
To make a brand new start<br />
To make a brand new start<br />
To make a brand new startThese dayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08054442554838899340noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4028419954166066824.post-38755081684732079462011-08-25T04:48:00.000-07:002011-08-25T04:48:09.049-07:00Nick Cave - You're Funeral My Trial (1986)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi14loIg4Gau0Uw8zrRf_mAft9KPbXKqRRKR1CQhZnMhe5Pfyk74oVM4IISkNEF-etQGnPE1wkjDyl0aySGeMFKetRsaEFsJ_hOLxLPx0SlDdCl9lBXi0wL9cDfcaTzQ-A4SiBawYdRXUk/s1600/hq1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi14loIg4Gau0Uw8zrRf_mAft9KPbXKqRRKR1CQhZnMhe5Pfyk74oVM4IISkNEF-etQGnPE1wkjDyl0aySGeMFKetRsaEFsJ_hOLxLPx0SlDdCl9lBXi0wL9cDfcaTzQ-A4SiBawYdRXUk/s320/hq1.jpg" width="320" /></a><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.youtube.com/embed/ocVV6pN-8Js?feature=player_embedded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ocVV6pN-8Js"></a><span class="testo">I am a crooked man <br />
And I've walked a crooked mile <br />
Night, the shameless widow <br />
Doffed her weeds, in a pile <br />
The stars all winked at me <br />
They shamed a child <br />
Your funeral, my trial <br />
<br />
A thousand Marys lured me <br />
To feathered beds and fields of glover <br />
Bird with crooked wing cast <br />
It's wicked shadow over <br />
A bauble moon did mock <br />
And trinket stars did smile <br />
Your funeral, my trial <br />
<br />
Here I am, little lamb... <br />
Let all the bells in whoredom ring <br />
All the crooked bitches that she was <br />
(Mongers of pain) <br />
Saw the moon <br />
Become a fang <br />
Your funeral, my trial</span>These dayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08054442554838899340noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4028419954166066824.post-34113740409284235322011-08-24T04:48:00.000-07:002011-08-25T04:55:38.853-07:00Against Me - Walking is still honest (2002)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZoce9m3DEEB1WZUgYDVfBUcQvup-lHzg9VfvLkSKLmG-VjhUL_KxvWZCTNg-J8-lnnw7TjoXWUQyBde5GbELfhGBGp68S7nVxBa7ovCKWzR3rKqNhzvAZP58L1VtbmExdkNXHYD6HtiA/s1600/riot.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="192" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZoce9m3DEEB1WZUgYDVfBUcQvup-lHzg9VfvLkSKLmG-VjhUL_KxvWZCTNg-J8-lnnw7TjoXWUQyBde5GbELfhGBGp68S7nVxBa7ovCKWzR3rKqNhzvAZP58L1VtbmExdkNXHYD6HtiA/s320/riot.jpg" width="320" /></a><object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/AAT_vvDXr_Q/0.jpg"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AAT_vvDXr_Q&fs=1&source=uds" /><param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /><embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AAT_vvDXr_Q&fs=1&source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object></div>Dear mother,<br />
This is just survival.<br />
Cannot promise your children everything,<br />
But you would lie so they can sleep tonight.<br />
Defeat tasted nothing like you said.<br />
Still 22 days left till the end of the world.<br />
My legacy was making you a man<br />
For a justice I could not change.<br />
This is one voice not to forget;<br />
"Fight every fight like you can win;<br />
An iron fisted champion,<br />
An iron willed fuck up."<br />
<br />
Can anybody tell me why God won't speak to me?<br />
Why Jesus never called on me to part the fucking seas?<br />
Why death is easier than living?<br />
You can be almost anything<br />
When you're on your fucking knees.<br />
Not today,<br />
Not my son,<br />
Not my family,<br />
Not while walking is still honest,<br />
And you haven't given up on me.<br />
<br />
Dear shithead,<br />
This isn't happening;<br />
The sky is really falling,<br />
The paint's all made of lead,<br />
There's asbestos in the walls,<br />
Hell's come over to rip off the doors<br />
To your priveleged heaven.<br />
Do you want to love and feel it?<br />
You can look but you can't taste it.<br />
You can reach but you'll never have it.<br />
We are untouchable;<br />
Untouchable is something to be.<br />
<br />
Can anybody tell me why God won't speak to me?<br />
Why Jesus never called on me to part the fucking seas?<br />
Why death is easier than living?<br />
You can be almost anything<br />
When you're on your fucking knees.<br />
Not today,<br />
Not my son,<br />
Not my family,<br />
Not while walking is still honest,<br />
And you haven't given up on me,<br />
And you haven't given up on me,<br />
And you haven't forgotten me...These dayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08054442554838899340noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4028419954166066824.post-30232687466880129002011-08-23T07:29:00.000-07:002011-08-25T04:57:06.368-07:00Nico - These Days (1967)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhJq6wAw0RMoUYnzBtS2tR8MQLOSE0a5wTLWMAKDDgxGzs5_OkMVmAqUNIiT0O9cMtFQ2duxg4tqdrlu3SvEkSNTz1kOW6DwDw18qUBiBT0RHRW9kpqy8Byt-mx19Zke0HQJGoEJ4tO_o/s1600/via-posillipo-bianco-e-nero.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhJq6wAw0RMoUYnzBtS2tR8MQLOSE0a5wTLWMAKDDgxGzs5_OkMVmAqUNIiT0O9cMtFQ2duxg4tqdrlu3SvEkSNTz1kOW6DwDw18qUBiBT0RHRW9kpqy8Byt-mx19Zke0HQJGoEJ4tO_o/s320/via-posillipo-bianco-e-nero.jpg" width="242" /></a><object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/0_z_UEuEMAo/0.jpg"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0_z_UEuEMAo&fs=1&source=uds" /><param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /><embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0_z_UEuEMAo&fs=1&source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object></div>I've been out walking<br />
I don't do too much talking<br />
These days, these days.<br />
These days I seem to think a lot<br />
About the things that I forgot to do<br />
And all the times I had the chance to.<br />
<br />
I've stopped my rambling,<br />
I don't do too much gambling<br />
These days, these days.<br />
These days I seem to think about<br />
How all the changes came about my ways<br />
And I wonder if I'll see another highway.<br />
<br />
I had a lover,<br />
I don't think I'll risk another<br />
These days, these days.<br />
And if I seem to be afraid<br />
To live the life that I have made in song<br />
It's just that I've been losing so long.<br />
La la la la la, la la.<br />
<br />
I've stopped my dreaming,<br />
I won't do too much scheming<br />
These days, these days.<br />
These days I sit on corner stones<br />
And count the time in quarter tones to ten.<br />
Please don't confront me with my failures,<br />
I had not forgotten them.These dayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08054442554838899340noreply@blogger.com0