CANCIÓN del DÍA

Forgotten Years

Midnight Oil



Few of the sins of the father, are visited upon the son
Hearts have been hard, our hands have been clenched in a fist too long
Our sons will never be soldiers, our daughters will never need guns
These are the yrs between
These are the yrs that were hard fought and won
Contracts torn at the edges, old signatures stained with tears
Seasons of war and peace, these should not be forgotten yaers
Still it aches like tetanus, it reeks of politics
How many dreams remain? this is a feeling too strong to contain

The hardest years, the darkest yrs, the roarin yrs, the fallen yrs
These should not be forgotten yrs
The hardest yrs, the wildest yrs, the desperate and divided yrs
We will remember, these should not be forgotten yrs

Our shoreline was never invaded, our country was never in flames
This is the calm we breathe, this is a feeling too strong to contain
Still it aches like tetanus, it reeks of politics
Signatures stained with tears, who can remember
Weve got to remember

The hardest...
Forsaking aching breaking yrs, the time and tested heartbreak yrs
These should not be forgotten yrs
The blinded yrs, the binded yrs, the desperate and divided yrs
These should not be forgotten yrs, remember

(hirst/moginie)

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FLOGGING MOLLY

"Screaming At The Wailing Wall"

So God how come every wrong's been done?
With deals no Christ should allow
Once the communist now the terrorist
With blood as thick as yours
Now a caravan of clouds
Warns us all of winter showers
Then rattle comes the rain
With each bullet screams your name

So how come this gatherin' storm
Pours little on the truth?
Where the smokin' gun's a familiar
song let loose
With the bombed out cars
Come the falling stars
From a heaven we'll never know
And the nameless names
On the misspelled graves grow tall
We're still screamin' at the Wailing Wall

I'll liberate your peoples' fate
Spoke the Burnin' Bush
But the song of beasts
Grow with oil soaked teeth
Their dollor is mighty and true
Now the eagle soares the sky
Over refugee and child
And to all there is no end
Another day in perfect Hell

So how come this gatherin' storm
Pours little on the truth?
Where the smokin' gun's a familiar
song let loose

All Hail

Now a caravan of clouds
Warns us of deadly showers
Then a rattle comes the rain
With each bullet screams your name

So how come this gatherin' storm
Pours little on the truth?
Where the smokin' gun's a familiar
song let loose
With the bombed out cars
Come the falling stars
From a heaven we'll never know
And the nameless names
On the misspelled graves grow tall
We're still screamin' at the Wailing Wall

Oh I'll liberate your peoples' fate
As we scream at the wailing wall

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le cerdo el honor

Muddy Waters & James Cotton - Got My Mojo Working



Got my mojo working, but it just won't work on you
Got my mojo working, but it just won't work on you
I wanna love you so bad till I don't know what to do

I'm going down to Louisiana to get me a mojo hand
I'm going down to Louisiana to get me a mojo hand
I'm gonna have all you women right here at my command

Got my mojo working, but it just won't work on you
Got my mojo working, but it just won't work on you
I wanna love you so bad till I don't know what to do

I got a gypsy woman givin' me advice
I got a gypsy woman givin' me advice
I got some red hot tips I got to keep on ice

Got my mojo working
Got my mojo working
Got my mojo working
.....

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Pregunta: ¿es Cotton el mejor harmonica de la historia del blues? ¿Sonny Boy Williamson' ¿Paul Butterfield? Yo me quedo con Cotton, por el Har Again más que nada.

Canción de la semana, diría yo: "Reasons Unknown", de The Killers.
Sí, de The Killers.

Boohan escribió:Canción de la semana, diría yo: "Reasons Unknown", de The Killers.
Sí, de The Killers.

A mí también me mola

Enorme

Inmenso

Rilo Kiley-With Arms Outstretched

Its 16 miles, to the promised land
and I promise you, I'm doing the best I can
now don't fool yourself
in thinking you're more than a man
cause you'll probably end up dead

i visit these
mountains with frequency
and i stand here with my arms up
now some days, they last longer than others
but this day by the lake went too fast

and if you want me
you better speak up- i won't wait
so you better, move fast

don't fool yourself
in thinking you're more than you are
with your arms outstretched to me

now its 16 miles to the promised land
and i promise you i'm doing the best i can
now some days, they last longer than others
but this day by the lake went too fast

and if you want me, you better speak up i won't wait
so you better move fast

and some days they last longer than others
but this day by the lake went too fast
and if you want me, you better speak up i wont wait
so you better move fast

Pa cantar a grito pelao

If it be your will
That I speak no more
And my voice be still
As it was before
I will speak no more
I shall abide until
I am spoken for
If it be your will

If it be your will
That a voice be true
From this broken hill
I will sing to you
From this broken hill
All your praises they shall ring
If it be your will
To let me sing
From this broken hill
All your praises they shall ring
If it be your will
To let me sing

If it be your will
If there is a choice
Let the rivers fill
Let the hills rejoice
Let your mercy spill
On all these burning hearts in hell
If it be your will
To make us well

And draw us near
And bind us tight
All your children here
In their rags of light
In our rags of light
All dressed to kill
And end this night
If it be your will

If it be your will.

La Motta escribió:

Boohan escribió:Canción de la semana, diría yo: "Reasons Unknown", de The Killers.
Sí, de The Killers.

A mí también me mola

Temazo!

Power Of Persuasion
Hanoi Rocks
POWER OF PERSUASION
Bloom/McCoy/Monroe

WELL, IT CAME OUT IN CONVERSATION
UNDER POLICE SURVEILLANCE IN SOME SHADY BAR
A RATHER STICKY SITUATION
SOME CHOLO’S GUN AGAINST MY HEAD
HE WANTS TO CAP ME DEAD
JUST BE COOL, NO HESITATION
NOW THEY’VE OFFERED A DEAL THAT YOU JUST CAN’T REFUSE
BUT BET YOU’RE GONNA LOSE

THAT’S WHEN YOU WISH THAT YOU WERE SOMEWHERE ELSE
DANCE, DANCE, DANCING
AND YOU FEEL LIKE YOU COULD DANCE THE NIGHT AWAY

IT’S IN THE POWER OF VISCIOUS TONGUE
IT MAKES YOU GET UP AND WANNA RUN
YOU’VE GOT THE POWER TO BEAT IT
YOU KNOW JUST HOW TO DEFEAT IT
IT’S IN THE POWER OF VISCIOUS TONGUE
IT MAKES YOU GET UP AND WANNA RUN
FORCEFUL MANIPULATION
THE POWER OF PERSUASION

YOU GAVE AN OATH OF OBLIGATION
THERE AIN’T NO REFEREE FOR WHAT’S BEEN DISAGREED
A LESSON FOR YOUR GRADUATION
THE EVIL ALWAYS WANTS MORE
ONCE INSIDE YOUR DOOR

THAT’S WHEN YOU WISH THAT YOU WERE SOMEWHERE ELSE
DANCE, DANCE, DANCING
AND YOU FEEL LIKE YOU COULD DANCE THE NIGHT AWAY

IT’S IN THE POWER OF VISCIOUS TONGUE
IT MAKES YOU GET UP AND WANNA RUN
YOU’VE GOT THE POWER TO BEAT IT
YOU KNOW JUST HOW TO DEFEAT IT
IT’S IN THE POWER OF VISCIOUS TONGUE
IT MAKES YOU GET UP AND WANNA RUN
FORCEFUL MANIPULATION
THE POWER OF PERSUASION

THAT’S WHEN YOU WISH THAT YOU WERE SOMEWHERE ELSE
DANCE, DANCE, DANCING
AND YOU FEEL LIKE YOU COULD DANCE THE NIGHT AWAY

IT’S IN THE POWER OF VISCIOUS TONGUE
IT MAKES YOU GET UP AND WANNA RUN
YOU’VE GOT THE POWER IN YOUR MIND
YOU’VE GOT THE TIME ON YOUR SIDE
YOU’VE GOT THE POWER TO BEAT IT
YOU KNOW JUST HOW TO DEFEAT IT
FORCEFUL MANIPULATION
THE POWER OF PERSUASION

Mansion On The Hill
Neil Young & Crazy Horse

Well, I saw an old man
walking in my place
And he looked at me,
it could have been my face
His words were kind
but his eyes were wild
He said: I got load to love,
but I want one more child.

There's a mansion on the hill
Psychedelic music fills the air
Peace and love live there still
In that mansion on the hill.

Around the next bend,
take the highway to the sun
Or the rocky road,
it really don't matter
which one
I was in hurry
but that don't matter now
'Cause I have to get off
that road of tears somehow.

There's a mansion on the hill
Psychedelic music fills the air
Peace and love live there still
In that mansion on the hill

Dedicada a SusieQ. Muchas gracias again.

Phisher escribió:

Que grande, una de mis canciones favoritas de Thin Lizzy

Ayers Rock escribió:

Phisher escribió:

Que grande, una de mis canciones favoritas de Thin Lizzy

Enormes!!! , uno de mis grupos de toda la vida.

Radio Song de The Felice Brothers....

What's the matter with me,
I don't have much to say,
Daylight sneakin' through the window
And I'm still in this all-night cafe.
Walkin' to and fro beneath the moon
Out to where the trucks are rollin' slow,
To sit down on this bank of sand
And watch the river flow.

Wish I was back in the city
Instead of this old bank of sand,
With the sun beating down over the chimney tops
And the one I love so close at hand.
If I had wings and I could fly,
I know where I would go.
But right now I'll just sit here so contentedly
And watch the river flow.

People disagreeing on all just about everything, yeah,
Makes you stop and all wonder why.
Why only yesterday I saw somebody on the street
Who just couldn't help but cry.
Oh, this ol' river keeps on rollin', though,
No matter what gets in the way and which way the wind does blow,
And as long as it does I'll just sit here
And watch the river flow.

People disagreeing everywhere you look,
Makes you wanna stop and read a book.
Why only yesterday I saw somebody on the street
That was really shook.
But this ol' river keeps on rollin', though,
No matter what gets in the way and which way the wind does blow,
And as long as it does I'll just sit here
And watch the river flow.

Watch the river flow,
Watchin' the river flow,
Watchin' the river flow,
But I'll sit down on this bank of sand
And watch the river flow.


Por qué no hay un vídeo bueno de esta canción!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nViPOfr1MeU

clint eastwood escribió:

lo de American girl esta siendo enfermizo hoy... joder que cancionzaza jijiji

MISFITS
"Children In Heat"

Children in heat
They have no conscience
No resistance
You gotta see this big reaction
No resistance

Cellophane sex, a new way of life
With your heart in your throat
And the other alive
Youve been pissin, pissin blood
Pissin blood for seven days

No resistance
No resistance
No resistance

Children in heat
You cant control them
Why theyre away and away
Theyre always gonna run away

Children in heat
You cant control them
Why theyre running away

Children in heat
Are young little kindle wood
I see them burning
They all changed their names to chicago

No resistance
No resistance
No resistance

Children in heat
You cant control them
Why theym running away

Children in heat
You cant control them
Why theyre running away and away
Theyre always gonna run away

Children in heat
You cant control them
Why theyre running away and away
Theyre always gonna run away

Children in heat
You cant control them
Why theyre running away

If this isn't what you see
It doesn't make you blind
If this doesn't make you feel
It doesn't mean you've died
Where the river's high
Where the river's high

If you don't want to be seen
You don't have to hide
If you don't want to believe
You don't have to try
To feel alive

Alive in the superunknown
First it steals your mind
And then it steals your soul

If this doesn't make you free
It doesn't mean you're tied
If this doesn't take you down
It doesn't mean you're high
If this doesn't make you smile
You don't have to cry
If this isn't making sense
It doesn't make it lies

Alive in the superunknown
First it steals your mind
And then it steals your soul

Get yourself afraid
Get yourself alone
Get yourself contained
Get yourself control

Alive in the superunknown

First it steals your mind
And then it steals your. . .soul


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D-eeUjiPIx4

The Raconteurs- Carolina Drama

I'm not sure if there's a point to this story
But I'm going to tell it again
So many other people try to tell the tale
Not one of them knows the end

It was a funk-house in South Carolina
Danced a boy the age of ten
Along with his little brother Billy
And a mother and her father too
Who was a triple loser with some blue tattoos
That were given to him when he was drunk
And a drunk temper that was easy to lose
And thank god he didn't dance the funk

Well, Billy woke up in the back of his truck
Took a minute to open his eyes
He took a peep into the back of the house
And found himself a big surprise
He didn't see his brother but there was his mother
With her red-headed head in her hands
While the boyfriend had his gloves wrapped around an old priest
Trying to choke the man

Ah Ah Ahhh...

Billy looked up from the window to the truck
Threw up, and had to struggle to stand
He saw that red-necked bastard with a hammer
Turn the priest into a shell of a man
The priest was putting up the fight of his life
But he was old and he was bound to lose
The boyfriend hit as hard as he could
And knocked the priest right down to his shoes

Well, now Billy knew but never actually met
The preacher lying there in the room
He heard himself say, "That must be my daddy"
Then he knew what he was gonna do
Billy got up enough courage, took it up
And grabbed the first blunt thing he could find
It was a cold, glass bottle of milk
That got delivered every morning at nine

Ah Ah Ahhh...

Billy broke in and saw the blood on the floor, and
He turned around and put the lock on the door
He looked dead into the boyfriend's eye
His mother was a ghost, too upset to cry, then
He took a step toward the man on the ground
From his mouth trickled out a little audible sound
He heard the boyfriend shout, "Get out!"
And Billy said, "Not till I know what this is all about"
"Well, this preacher here was attacking your mama"
But Billy knew just who was starting the drama
So Billy took dead aim at his face
And smashed the bottle on the man who left his dad in disgrace, and
The white milk dripped down with the blood, and the
Boyfriend fell down dead for good
Right next to the preacher who was gasping for air
And Billy shouted, "Daddy, why'd you have to come back here?"
His mama reached behind the sugar and honey, and
Pulled out an envelope filled with money
"Your daddy gave us this," she collapsed in tears
"He's been paying all the bills for years"
"Mama, let's put this body underneath the trees
and put Daddy in the truck and head to Tennessee"
Just then, his little brother came in
Holding the milk man's hat and a bottle of gin singing,

La la la la, la la la la, yeah
La la la la, la la la la, yeah
La la la la, la la la la, yeah
La la la, la la la...
La la la la, la la la la, yeah
La la la la, la la la la, yeah
La la la la, la la la la, yeah
La la la, la la la...
La la la la, la la la la, yeah
La la la la, la la la la, yeah
La la la la, la la la la, yeah
La la la la, la la la la, yeah

Well now you heard another side to the story
But you wanna know how it ends?
If you must know, the truth about the tale
Go and ask the milkman




Temazo, y sino pregúntennle al lechero.

Brown Sugar

Words and music by Billy Gibbons.

My friends, they all told me,
Man, there's something gonna change your life.
My friends, they all told me,
Man, there's something gonna change your life.
Gotta have that brown sugar.
Man it's just gonna change my life.
Man, I gotta have that brown sugar.
Man, it's just gonna make me feel so right.

There's something make me feel good,
and it's gonna change my life.
There's something make me feel good,
and it's gonna change my life.
I gotta have some of that Brown Sugar,
Gotta try it before I die.

Man it sure do save me
when there's no place left for me.
Man it sure do save me
when there's no place left for me.
Gotta have some of that Brown Sugar
as long as that's gonna set me free.

Man, there's somethin' make me feel good
and it's gonna change my life.
Man, there's somethin' make me feel good
and it's gonna change my life.
I gotta have some of that Brown Sugar,
Gotta try it before I die.

PLdG escribió:

Que gran tema!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

pinkpanther escribió:

PLdG escribió:

Que gran tema!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

"Tears To Forget" SOUNDGARDEN

"These tears to remember
These tears to forget
When I try to cry one
These tears do forget you

I suckle life
Its love and its beauty
Well I scream from life
Its honor and its beauty

These tears to remember
These tears to forget
When I try to cry one
These tears they do forget you

I suckle life
Its love and its beauty
Well I scream from life
Its honor and its beauty

Remember, forget"

Days of the new - Seasons Change

Seasons change,
Your life I can rearrange.
Time for the change,
Things will never be the same, yeah.

What's the absence of my answers?
Seems like I gave them all away.
Hear me now I've got to tell you,
Just the pain I felt today.

And if you take a walk with me,
I'll hold your hand and let you be,
Yes you've got to see what's happened to me,
I'm gonna take you there. Yeah.

Seasons change,
Leaves i've left you by the name, yeah.
Break those chains,
I will never be again, uhh.

What's the absence of my answers?
We knew them all and gave them all away.
Hear me now I've got to tell you,
Just the pain I felt today.

And if you take a walk with me,
I'll hold your hand and let you be,
Yes you've got to see what's happened to me,
I'm gonna take you there. Oh no. Oh.

(ahh)

Seasons change
Your life I cant rearrange
Rearrange, yeah.

http://es.youtube.com/watch?v=k_99k8wVa7w

La balada que lleva buscando Metallica desde hace más de 15 años

Can't Find My Way Home Blind Faith

Come down off your throne
And leave your body alone
Somebody must change
You are the reason
I've been waiting so long
Somebody holds the key
Well, I'm near the end and I just ain't got the time
And I'm wasted and I can't find my way home

Come down on your own
And leave your body alone
Somebody must change
You are the reason
I've been waiting all these years
Somebody holds the key
Well, I'm near the end, and I just ain't got the time
Oh, and I'm wasted, and I can't find my way home

But I can't find my way home
But I can't find my way home
But I can't find my way home
But I can't find my way home
Still, I can't find my way home
And, I ain't done nothing wrong
But, I can't find my way home

Mars Volta - The Widow

He's got fasting black lungs
Made of clove splintered shardes
They're the kind that will talk
Through a weezing of coughs

And I hear him every night
In every pore
And every time he just makes me warm

Freeze without an answer
Free from all the shame
Must I hide?
Cause I'll never
Never sleep alone

Look at how they flock to him
From an isle of open sores
He knows that the taste is such
Such to die for

And I hear him every night
On every street
The scales that do slither
Deliver me from…

Freeze without an answer
Free from all the shame
Then I'll hide
Cause I'll never
Never sleep alone

Oh lord
Said I'm bloodshot for sure
Pale runs the ghost
Swollen on the shore

Everynight
in every pore
The scales that do slither
Deliver me from…

Freeze without an answer
Free from all the shame
Then I'll hide
Cause I'll never
Never sleep alone

Freeze without an answer
Free from all the shame
Let me die
Cause I'll never
Never sleep alone

Dead can dance - Black Sun

Murderer!
Man of fire.
Murderer!
I've seen the eyes of living dead.
It's the same game - survival.
The great mass play a waiting game.
Embalmed, crippled, dying in fear of pain.
All sense of freedom gone.
Black sun in a white world.
Like having a black sun in a white world.
I have a son,
His name is Eden.
It's his birthright,
Beyond estranged time.
Give me 69 years,
Another season in this hell.
It's all sex and death as far as I can tell.
Like Prometheus we are bound,
Chained to this rock of a brave new world,
Our godforsaken lot.
And I feel that's all we've ever needed to know,
'Til worlds end and the seas run cold.
Give me 69 years,
Another season in this hell.
There is sex and death
In mother nature's plans.
Like Prometheus we are bound,
Chained to this rock of a brave new world,
Our godforsaken lot.

Day is Done
Nick Drake

When the day is done
Down to earth then sinks the sun
Along with everything that was lost and won
When the day is done.

When the day is done
Hope so much your race will be all run
Then you find you jumped the gun
Have to go back where you began
When the day is done.

When the night is cold
Some get by but some get old
Just to show lifes not made of gold
When the night is cold.

When the bird has flown
Got no-one to call your own
Got no place to call your home
When the bird has flown.

When the games been fought
You speed the ball across the court
Lost much sooner than you would have thought
Now the games been fought.

When the partys through
Seems so very sad for you
Didnt do the things you meant to do
Now theres no time to start anew
Now the partys through.

When the day is done
Down to earth then sinks the sun
Along with everything that was lost and won
When the day is done.

Gardenia........
[hr]one blow till I take ya down (I'll take ya down)
one spoke and your head spins around and around
chrome mags, a million drags, a never lags,
and a transform queen momma you've never seen

hear a purrin motor
and she's a burnin' fuel
push it over baby
oh makin' love (un)to you

power booster, I'm talkin' to god and more
crank it up and above my head
smell my shit eatin grin on the skids of my world
six hundred sixty six miles per hour

hear a purrin motor
and she's a burnin' fuel
push it over baby
oh makin' love.....

hear a purrin' motor
and she's a burnin' fuel
oh baby burnin'
push it over baby
oh makin' love (un)to you
makin' love to you
makin'

get back
get back a rolling
get back
get back a rolling
get back
get back a rolling
get back
get back the motherfucker
get back
get back a rolling
get back
get back the motherfucker
get back
get back the motherfucker
[hr]

vlad escribió:Nada Surf - Whose Authority




I walk like you guide me, my eyes
Are shut like I'm blind
Turn to you and listening and tryin'
To be in your mind
There's a feeling that I get
When I look to the west
'Bout having all the answers
Still failing the test

Wolf packs and convoys and
Captains and men
Surprised in translation
World without end
Welcome back to real life
The picture is gone
Put a contract out on things that go on and on
How do you stay where
You most want to be?
Where'd you get the patience
Did it come easily?

ahhhhhh
ahhhhhh
ahhhhhh

On whose authority
I have none over me
On whose authority
There's none that I can see
On whose authority
I have none over me
On whose authority
No one speaks to me
On whose authority
I have none over me ...
ahhhhhhh

All the tales with paper heroes
The ones who dyed the sun
And called it yellow
The ones who made you run

On whose authority
I have none over me
On whose authority
There's none that I can see
On whose authority
I have none over me
On whose authority
None that' speaks to me
On whose authority
I have none over me ...
ahhhhhhh

...menos mal que has cambiado la letra, porque con la inicial, he intentado cantarla mientras la escuchaba y me estaba volviendo orate...

Ellis escribió:Day is Done
Nick Drake

When the day is done
Down to earth then sinks the sun
Along with everything that was lost and won
When the day is done.

When the day is done
Hope so much your race will be all run
Then you find you jumped the gun
Have to go back where you began
When the day is done.

When the night is cold
Some get by but some get old
Just to show lifes not made of gold
When the night is cold.

When the bird has flown
Got no-one to call your own
Got no place to call your home
When the bird has flown.

When the games been fought
You speed the ball across the court
Lost much sooner than you would have thought
Now the games been fought.

When the partys through
Seems so very sad for you
Didnt do the things you meant to do
Now theres no time to start anew
Now the partys through.

When the day is done
Down to earth then sinks the sun
Along with everything that was lost and won
When the day is done.

maravillosa!!!

una vez me pasé mogollón de horas mirando y escuchando youtubes de Nick Drake, la mayoría fotocomposiciones de fans...

con el corazón en un puño todo el rato...

Ellis escribió:

vlad escribió:Nada Surf - Whose Authority




I walk like you guide me, my eyes
Are shut like I'm blind
Turn to you and listening and tryin'
To be in your mind
There's a feeling that I get
When I look to the west
'Bout having all the answers
Still failing the test

Wolf packs and convoys and
Captains and men
Surprised in translation
World without end
Welcome back to real life
The picture is gone
Put a contract out on things that go on and on
How do you stay where
You most want to be?
Where'd you get the patience
Did it come easily?

ahhhhhh
ahhhhhh
ahhhhhh

On whose authority
I have none over me
On whose authority
There's none that I can see
On whose authority
I have none over me
On whose authority
No one speaks to me
On whose authority
I have none over me ...
ahhhhhhh

All the tales with paper heroes
The ones who dyed the sun
And called it yellow
The ones who made you run

On whose authority
I have none over me
On whose authority
There's none that I can see
On whose authority
I have none over me
On whose authority
None that' speaks to me
On whose authority
I have none over me ...
ahhhhhhh

...menos mal que has cambiado la letra, porque con la inicial, he intentado cantarla mientras la escuchaba y me estaba volviendo orate...

Mira tio, he flipao, vengo medio ciego y TE JURO que todas las letras que he pillao en google estaban mal... me repetía a ver, tiene que se r otro tema o algo pero no, yo estaba bien...



De todas maneras este tema me mola la hostia.

vlad escribió:

Ellis escribió:

vlad escribió:Nada Surf - Whose Authority

...menos mal que has cambiado la letra, porque con la inicial, he intentado cantarla mientras la escuchaba y me estaba volviendo orate...

Mira tio, he flipao, vengo medio ciego y TE JURO que todas las letras que he pillao en google estaban mal... me repetía a ver, tiene que se r otro tema o algo pero no, yo estaba bien...



De todas maneras este tema me mola la hostia.

...precioso, sí...y es que el "Lucky" tiene unos cuantos temas muy pero muy buenos...El primero "See These bones" es la reostia padre también...




See these bones

Everyone's right and no one is sorry
That's the start and the end of this story
From the sharks and the jets
To the call in the morning

Everyone's right and no one is sorry
That's the start and the end of this story
From the sharks and the jets
To the call in the morning
And life is just bets anyway

Look alive, see these bones
What you are now, we were once

Try as they might, no ones immune to
Misfiring and acting on the wrong clues
And thinkin' it's time to redo and redo

I feel rain in the movies and the talk before the screen lights
I hear strings in the park
I don't like to call her right, except when its too late at night
I mostly just think in the dark

Look alive, see these bones
What you are now, we were once
Just like we are, you'll be dust
And just like we are, permanent

You were too tired to eat, too hungry to sleep
Just imagine the speed, it's just what you need

Look alive, see these bones
What you are now, we were once
And just like we are, you'll be dust
And just like we are, permanent

The lights in the city are more or less blinking
Which side of the story decides what you're thinking
We'll amount in cold faces??
We're squinting, we're hurrying
We'll take inventory
We're digging, we're burrying

Do you remeber when the line was blown
Do you remember when it fell
Do you remember when you went to her house, remember ringing the bell

Look alive, see these bones
What you are now, we were once
Just like we are, you'll be dust
Just like we are, permanent

Ellis escribió:

...precioso, sí...y es que el "Lucky" tiene unos cuantos temas muy pero muy buenos...El primero "See These bones" es la reostia padre también...

Un jodida delicia:

JUNKYARD - "Hands Off"



Threw my clothes in the yard
Ran over my foot with your car
Dont try to say it was just an accident
Then you stole all my shoes
Now what the hell am I gonna do
When I dont even know what I did

It aint yours, it aint mine
It wont matter in time
Cause we both know just where this things goin
Cause we'd dance around til we'd verbally pound
But ya scratched out my love with those fingers

(chorus)
Baby, get your hands off my throat
Cause I cant breathe, I cant
Get your hands off my throat
Now Ill get my coat and leave
Ill leave, baby

Weve had some fun
But we were ever one
Til we found out we were no one at all

And now that were through
For another day or two
Tell me, baby, why dont you call
Just call me

(chorus)
Get your hands off my throat
Cause, baby, I cant, I cant breathe, baby
Get your hands off my throat
I get my coat and leave

(Guitar Solo)

Ooh
Well, I remember the time
Well, let me freshen your mind
You told me
David, I, I need, I think its time I have a little space
So then I try to be the understanding man
You just call a woody allen character about the whole thing
I said thats cool, I understand, I pack my bags
And get outta your face

Then for three days on end
She was in bed with my best friend
Discussing every problem
She cried, she begged, David, we didnt really do anything
He's a really understanding guy, and he really just listens
And I said
Baby, you gave him head
God damn

(chorus)
Get your hands off my throat
Cause baby, I cant breathe, I cant
Get your hands off my throat
And I get my coat and leave

Pack my bags and Im out the door
Lord, I cant take any more, yeah
Get your hands off my throat
and Ill get my coat and leave

Screaming Trees - Transfiguration



If you see my birds flying
On your way past people crying
Give them all a wave and tell them
That Im going to save some time for them

If you pass me in the square
Just pretend that Im not there
Just reach over into my pocket
Take the paper and written on its what to do
Its up to you
Ah, ah, ah
Transfiguration
Hey hey

If you think Im taking too long
Just imagine that Im gone
Everybody wants to sleep but
Sleep is something they must keep from getting into
You know
And I know

Playing cards who cant pretend
But only you would remember when
Close our eyes and see each other
One last time and you know my mother said its true
That its up to you
Ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah
Transfiguration
Hey hey

Ten thousand different things to be
Its impossible thats all
If you decide which one you want
Theyll help you if you fall
Transfiguration
Hey hey

If you see me trying to swim backwards up the stream
Remember Im the only one who only had that dream
If you jump into the water and try to swim but then you sink
Try not to look behind yourself, just have yourself a drink
Ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah
Transfiguration
Hey hey, hey hey...