!!!Es lunes buuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu¡¡¡
The silicon chip inside her head
Gets switched to overload,
And nobody's gonna go to school today,
She's going to make them stay at home,
And daddy doesn't understand it,
He always said she was as good as gold,
And he can see no reason
Cos there are no reasons
What reason do you need to be shown
Tell me why
I Dont't like Mondays
I want to shoot
The whole day down
The Telex machine is kept so clean
As it types to a waiting world,
And Mother feels so shocked,
Father's world is rocked,
And their thoughts turn to
Their own little girl
Sweet 16 ain't that peachy keen,
No, it ain't so neat to admit defeat,
They can see no reasons
Cos there are no reasons
What reason do you need to be shown
Tell me why ...
All the playing's stopped in the playground now
She wants to play with her toys a while
And school's out early and soon we'll be learning
And the lesson today is how to die,
And then the bullhorn crackles,
And the captain crackles,
With the problems and the how's and why's
And he can see no reasons
Cos there are no reasons
What reason do you need to die
The silicon chip inside her head
Gets switched to overload,
And nobody's gonna go to school today,
She's going to make them stay at home,
And daddy doesn't understand it,
He always said she was as good as gold,
And he can see no reason
Cos there are no reasons
What reason do you need to be shown
Tell me why
I Dont't like Mondays
I want to shoot
The whole day down
The Telex machine is kept so clean
As it types to a waiting world,
And Mother feels so shocked,
Father's world is rocked,
And their thoughts turn to
Their own little girl
Sweet 16 ain't that peachy keen,
No, it ain't so neat to admit defeat,
They can see no reasons
Cos there are no reasons
What reason do you need to be shown
Tell me why ...
All the playing's stopped in the playground now
She wants to play with her toys a while
And school's out early and soon we'll be learning
And the lesson today is how to die,
And then the bullhorn crackles,
And the captain crackles,
With the problems and the how's and why's
And he can see no reasons
Cos there are no reasons
What reason do you need to die
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algo de Yazoo para el martes
Tuesday
Yazoo
Woman of thirty seeing the sun
Packed up her suitcase started to run
Looking for someone looking for none
Pack up and drive away
It was her birthday morning
Realisation gradually dawning
A man in a grey suit whispered 'I'm calling'
Pack up and drive away
Woman of thirth, husband and kids
Chained like a dog she had to rid
No point in coping off came the lid
Pack up and drive away
Three thousand miles of honesty dreaming
Perfect imagery is a gleaming
No more shattered clouds were deeming
Pack up and drive away
In her heart it wasn't easy
Mumbled words and feeling dizzy
Reasons fight against excuses
Mothers have their ways and uses
Driving slower she was losing
Dream was stirring only dozing
Eyelids awaken to the daytime
Just an illusion broken sunshine
Woman of thirty there's no choice
I can't help your helpless voice
si te parece te cuelgo link para que lo bajes y lo escuches, no merece la pena si no eres un fan.
salu2
http://rapidshare.com/files/158297712/8_-_Tuesday.rar
Para el miercoles, aun habiendo canciones mi dedicatoria, a esa chica, a ese monstruo, a mi musa de pasados años.
...aun recuerdo su cancion
La nieta, el tío y la abuela,
el padre de alta cuna,
la bella madre de una
familia muy normal.
Si van a visitarla
no esperen una fiesta
así verán a esta
familia tan normal.
¡Qué hermosura!
¡Qué dulzura!
¡Qué locura!
Si quieren divertirse
que al cabo no les cuesta
aquí es la casa de esta
familia muy normal.
...
si quereis saber de ella pues a bajar la foto,
http://rapidshare.com/files/158618456/wednesday.rar.html
da miedoooo, ¿eh que si?
Está claro que podríamos hacer una semanita musical y daría de si el tema.
La verdad de Yazoo no tenía noticias, aún así he escuchado el tema y me recuerdan a los Depeche Mode, pero claro mi conocimiento sobre este tipo de música es muy simple mind.
A mi que los Adams no me calaron mucho, la estética algo, pero la saga na de na, soy un raro.
Un saludo.
eg que de perfil, como que quedas bien.
Oye tu, tampoco es eso que simple red es uno de mis favoritos.
Que coño estaria pensando, quise decir simple mind que tu no eres fijo.
Bien, para el jueves una punk,
de morphine - album cure for pain
con final a lo caperucita, con moralina
disfrutadla, abajo el link, ojo adjunto poster del que podriamos calificar como solo
PARA ADULTOS para disfrutar un jueves sediento/seco .... y aprender el por que de las cosas
We used to meet every Thursday Thursday
Thursday in the afternoon
For a couple of beers and a game of pool
We used to go to a motel a motel
A motel across the street
And the name of the motel was the Wagon Wheel
Oh
One day she said come on come on she said
Why don't you come back to my house
She said my husband's out of town
You know he's gone till the end of the month
Well I was just so nervous so nervous
You know I couldn't really quite relax
Cause I was never really quite sure when her
Husband was coming back
Sure one of the neighbors yea one of the neighbors
One of the neighbors that saw my car
And they told her yea they told her
I think they know who you are
Well her husband he's a violent man a very violent and jealous man
Now I have to leave this town I got to leave while I still can
We should have kept it every Thursday Thursday
Thursday in the afternoon
For a couple of beers and a game of pool
We should have kept it every Thursday Thursday
Thursday in the afternoon
For a couple of beers and a game of pool
She was pretty good too
http://rapidshare.com/files/158826258/the_morfine_thursday.rar
Salu2
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