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September 27 Lucha De Gigantes › Nacha Pop › El momento › 1987Lucha de gigantes convierte, el aire en gas natural un duelo salvaje advierte, lo cerca que ando de entrar En un mundo descomunal siento mi fragilidad. Vaya pesadilla corriendo, con una bestia detras dime que es mentira todo, un sueno tonto y no mas Me da miedo la enormidad donde nadie oye mi voz. Deja de enganar no quieras ocultar que has pasado sin tropezar monstruo de papel no se contra quien voy o es que acaso hay alguien mas aqui? Creo en los fantasmas terribles de algun extrano lugar y en mis tonterias para hacer tu risa estallar En un mundo descomunal siento tu fragilidad. Deja de enganar no quieras ocultar que has pasado sin tropezar monstruo de papel no se contra quien voy o es que acaso hay alguien mas aqui? Deja que pasemos sin miedo. The Fear › Lily Allen › It's Not Me It's You › 2009I want to be rich and I want lots of money I don't care about clever I don't care about funny I want loads of clothes and i want fuckloads of diamonds I heard people die while they are trying to find them And i'll take my clothes off and it will be shameless Cuz everyone knows that's how you get famous I'll look at the sun and I'll look in the mirror I'm on the right track yeah I'm on to a winner I don't know what's right and what's real anymore I don't know how I'm meant to feel anymore When do you think it will all become clear? 'Cuz I'm being taken over by the fear Life's about film stars and less about mothers It's all about fast cars concussing each other But it doesn't matter cause I'm packing plastic and that's what makes my life so fucking fantastic And I am a weapon of massive consumption And its not my fault it's how I'’m programmed to function I'll look at the sun and I'll look in the mirror I'm on the right track yeah we're on to a winner I don't know what's right and what's real anymore I don't know how I'm meant to feel anymore When do you think it will all become clear? 'Cuz I'm being taken over by the fear Forget about guns and forget ammunition Cause I'm killing them all on my own little mission Now I'm not a saint but I'm not a sinner Now everything's cool as long as I'm gettin thinner I don't know what's right and what's real anymore I don't know how I'm meant to feel anymore When do you think it will all become clear? 'Cause I'm being taken over by fear September 13 It's Not Your Birthday Anymore › Morrisey › Years of Refusal › 2009Your voice it might say 'no'
but the heart has a will of its own your voice it might say 'no' but the heart has a heart of its own It's not your birthday anymore there's no need to be kind to you and the will to see you smile and belong has now gone It's not your birthday anymore did you really think we meant all those syrupy, sentimental things that we said? It cannot be given and so it must be taken it cannot be given and so it must be taken All the gifts that they gave can't compare in any way to the love I am now giving to you right here right now on the floor all the gifts that they gave can't compare in any way to the love I am now giving to you right here right now on the floor It's not your birthday anymore there's no need to be kind to you and the will to see you smile and belong has now gone It's not your birthday anymore did you really think we meant all those syrupy, sentimental things that we said yesterday? September 05 Fitter Happier › Radiohead › OK Computer › 1997Fitter, happier, more productive,
comfortable, not drinking too much, regular exercise at the gym (3 days a week), getting on better with your associate employee contemporaries, at ease, eating well (no more microwave dinners and saturated fats), a patient better driver, a safer car (baby smiling in back seat), sleeping well (no bad dreams), no paranoia, careful to all animals (never washing spiders down the plughole), keep in contact with old friends (enjoy a drink now and then), will frequently check credit at (moral) bank (hole in the wall), favors for favors, fond but not in love, charity standing orders, on Sundays ring road supermarket (no killing moths or putting boiling water on the ants), car wash (also on Sundays), no longer afraid of the dark or midday shadows nothing so ridiculously teenage and desperate, nothing so childish - at a better pace, slower and more calculated, no chance of escape, now self-employed, concerned (but powerless), an empowered and informed member of society (pragmatism not idealism), will not cry in public, less chance of illness, tires that grip in the wet (shot of baby strapped in back seat), a good memory, still cries at a good film, still kisses with saliva, no longer empty and frantic like a cat tied to a stick, that's driven into frozen winter shit (the ability to laugh at weakness), calm, fitter, healthier and more productive a pig in a cage on antibiotics. Sample looping in background: [This is the Panic Office, section nine-seventeen may have been hit. Activate the following procedure.]
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