domingo 12 de febrero de 2012
martes 22 de noviembre de 2011
lunes 21 de noviembre de 2011
domingo 8 de agosto de 2010
"There’s nothing to mourn about death any more than there is to mourn about the growing of a flower. What is terrible is not death but the lives people live or don’t live up until their death. They don’t honor their own lives, they piss on their lives. They shit them away. Dumb fuckers. They concentrate too much on fucking, movies, money, family, fucking. Their minds are full of cotton. They swall.
They swallow God without thinking, they swallow country without thinking. Soon they forget how to think, they let others think for them. Their brains are stuffed with cotton. They look ugly, they talk ugly, they walk ugly. Play them the great music of the centuries and they can’t hear it. Most people’s deaths are a sham. There’s nothing left to die."
-Charles Bukowski
viernes 25 de junio de 2010
viernes 28 de mayo de 2010
jueves 20 de mayo de 2010
domingo 16 de mayo de 2010
sábado 15 de mayo de 2010
viernes 14 de mayo de 2010
viernes 7 de mayo de 2010
lunes 26 de abril de 2010
domingo 18 de abril de 2010
lunes 5 de abril de 2010
jueves 1 de abril de 2010
domingo 28 de marzo de 2010
domingo 7 de marzo de 2010
Leave me alone,I'm in control, I'm in control
And girls lie too much and boys act too tough
Enough is enough
Well, on the minds of other men I know she was...
I said, "Just take it or leave it
And take it or leave it
And girls lie too much and boys act too tough
Enough is enough
Well, on the minds of other men I know she was...
I said, "Just take it or leave it
And take it or leave it
And take it or leave it
And take it or leave it
Oh, just take it or leave it
And take it or leave it, take it"
He's gonna let you down
He's gonna break your back for a chance
He's gonna steal your friends if he can
He's gonna win someday
I fell off the track, now
I can't go back I'm not like that
Boys lie too much
Girls act too tough
Enough is enough
And take it or leave it
Oh, just take it or leave it
And take it or leave it, take it"
He's gonna let you down
He's gonna break your back for a chance
He's gonna steal your friends if he can
He's gonna win someday
I fell off the track, now
I can't go back I'm not like that
Boys lie too much
Girls act too tough
Enough is enough
viernes 5 de marzo de 2010
jueves 4 de marzo de 2010
miércoles 3 de marzo de 2010
On me dit que nos vies ne valent pas grand chose,
Elles passent en un instant comme fanent les roses.
On me dit que le temps qui glisse est un salaud que de nos chagrins il s'en fait des manteaux pourtant quelqu'un m'a dit...
Que tu m'aimais encore,
C'est quelqu'un qui m'a dit que tu m'aimais encore.
Serais ce possible alors ?
Elles passent en un instant comme fanent les roses.
On me dit que le temps qui glisse est un salaud que de nos chagrins il s'en fait des manteaux pourtant quelqu'un m'a dit...
Que tu m'aimais encore,
C'est quelqu'un qui m'a dit que tu m'aimais encore.
Serais ce possible alors ?
lunes 1 de marzo de 2010
Lady, Where's your love gone
I was looking but can't find it anywhere
They always offer when there's loads of love around
But when your short of some it's nowhere to be found
Well I know your game, you told him yesterday"no chance you'll get nothing from me"
But now she's there, you're there and everybody's there
He's in turmoil, as puzzled as can be just like me
Let's go down, down, low down where I know I should not go
Oh and she thinks she's the one but she's just one in twenty-four
And just coz' everybodys doing it
Does that mean that I can too?
Lady, where has your love gone
It was the antiseptic to the sore
To hold you by the hand must be first be in demand
How he longs for you to long for him once more, just once more
And just coz' everybodys doing it
Does that mean that i can too?
Ohh, her eyes went down and cut you up
And theres nothing like a dirty look from
The one you want or the one you lost
An ache in your soul,
I was looking but can't find it anywhere
They always offer when there's loads of love around
But when your short of some it's nowhere to be found
Well I know your game, you told him yesterday"no chance you'll get nothing from me"
But now she's there, you're there and everybody's there
He's in turmoil, as puzzled as can be just like me
Let's go down, down, low down where I know I should not go
Oh and she thinks she's the one but she's just one in twenty-four
And just coz' everybodys doing it
Does that mean that I can too?
Lady, where has your love gone
It was the antiseptic to the sore
To hold you by the hand must be first be in demand
How he longs for you to long for him once more, just once more
And just coz' everybodys doing it
Does that mean that i can too?
Ohh, her eyes went down and cut you up
And theres nothing like a dirty look from
The one you want or the one you lost
An ache in your soul,
is everybody's goal to get what they can't have
That's why your after her and that's why she's after him
But saying it won't change a thing
And don't realize that it won't change a thing
Realize it won't change a thing.
That's why your after her and that's why she's after him
But saying it won't change a thing
And don't realize that it won't change a thing
Realize it won't change a thing.
miércoles 24 de febrero de 2010
domingo 21 de febrero de 2010
You showed me my tomorrow
Beside a box of matches
A welcome threatening stir
My hopes of being stolen
Might just ring true,depends who you prefer
But if it’s true you’re gonna run away, tell me where,
I’ll meet you there
Am I snapping the excitement
If I pack away the laguther and tell you how it feels
And does burden come to meet ya
If I’ve questions of the feature that runs on your dream wheel
The day after you stole my heart,everything I touched told me it would be better shared with you
And you're hiding in my soup
And the book reveals your face
And as your splashing in in the my eyelids the concentration continually breaks
I did request the mark you cast,didn’t heal as fast
I hear your vioce in silences
Will the teasing of the fire be followed by the thud?
Beside a box of matches
A welcome threatening stir
My hopes of being stolen
Might just ring true,depends who you prefer
But if it’s true you’re gonna run away, tell me where,
I’ll meet you there
Am I snapping the excitement
If I pack away the laguther and tell you how it feels
And does burden come to meet ya
If I’ve questions of the feature that runs on your dream wheel
The day after you stole my heart,everything I touched told me it would be better shared with you
And you're hiding in my soup
And the book reveals your face
And as your splashing in in the my eyelids the concentration continually breaks
I did request the mark you cast,didn’t heal as fast
I hear your vioce in silences
Will the teasing of the fire be followed by the thud?
jueves 18 de febrero de 2010
martes 16 de febrero de 2010
Room full trouble and there's lovers to be had
Those ones who make sinners out are such lovely lads
Scaling the corridors for maidens in the maze
And the anomaly is slipping into familiar ways
And we're forever unfulfilled,can't think why
Like a search for murder clues in dead man's eyes forever unfulfilled
And can't think why
Like a search for murder clues in dead man's eyes
The more you open your mouth,the more you're forcing performance
All the attention is leading me to feel important
(maybe I'm not completely obnoxious)
Now that we're here, we may as well go too far
Those ones who make sinners out are such lovely lads
Scaling the corridors for maidens in the maze
And the anomaly is slipping into familiar ways
And we're forever unfulfilled,can't think why
Like a search for murder clues in dead man's eyes forever unfulfilled
And can't think why
Like a search for murder clues in dead man's eyes
The more you open your mouth,the more you're forcing performance
All the attention is leading me to feel important
(maybe I'm not completely obnoxious)
Now that we're here, we may as well go too far
Now you don't know what she's up to you can only assume
If she's not in the front of the shops then they've gone to his room
Bet she's gone 'round in her school stuff, bet that’s what he likes
I know you thought she were different and you thought she were nice
But she's not nice, she's pretty fucking far from nice
She’s looking at you funny rarely looking at you twice
If she's not in the front of the shops then they've gone to his room
Bet she's gone 'round in her school stuff, bet that’s what he likes
I know you thought she were different and you thought she were nice
But she's not nice, she's pretty fucking far from nice
She’s looking at you funny rarely looking at you twice
domingo 14 de febrero de 2010
Fools on parade cavort and carry on
For waiting eyes
That you would rather be beside than in front of
But she’s never been the kind to be hollowed by the stares
She swam out of tonight’s phantasm
Grabbed my hand and made it very clear
There’s absolutely nothing for us here
It’s a magnolia celebration
To be attempted on a Wednesday night
It’s better than to get a reputation
As a miserable little tyke
At least that’s the conclusion
She came to in this overture
The secret door swings behind us
She’s saying nothing
She’s just giggling along
Her arms were folded most indignant
Not looking like she was soon to leave
I had to squint in order to believe
And then like a butler pushing on a bookshelf
I’m unveiling the unexpected
How she was never gonna look to?
Suddenly embarrassed and corrected
How could such a creature
Survive in such a habitat
The secret door swings behind us
She’s saying nothing
She’s just giggling along
And even if they were to find us
I wouldn’t notice, I’m completely occupied
At all the fools on parade
Cavort and carry on for waiting eyes
That you would rather be beside than in front of
But she’s never been the kind
To be hollowed by the stares
Fools on parade
Frolic and fuck about to make her gaze
Turn to a scribble on a page by a picture
That holds her options
But you’re daft to think she’d care
For waiting eyes
That you would rather be beside than in front of
But she’s never been the kind to be hollowed by the stares
She swam out of tonight’s phantasm
Grabbed my hand and made it very clear
There’s absolutely nothing for us here
It’s a magnolia celebration
To be attempted on a Wednesday night
It’s better than to get a reputation
As a miserable little tyke
At least that’s the conclusion
She came to in this overture
The secret door swings behind us
She’s saying nothing
She’s just giggling along
Her arms were folded most indignant
Not looking like she was soon to leave
I had to squint in order to believe
And then like a butler pushing on a bookshelf
I’m unveiling the unexpected
How she was never gonna look to?
Suddenly embarrassed and corrected
How could such a creature
Survive in such a habitat
The secret door swings behind us
She’s saying nothing
She’s just giggling along
And even if they were to find us
I wouldn’t notice, I’m completely occupied
At all the fools on parade
Cavort and carry on for waiting eyes
That you would rather be beside than in front of
But she’s never been the kind
To be hollowed by the stares
Fools on parade
Frolic and fuck about to make her gaze
Turn to a scribble on a page by a picture
That holds her options
But you’re daft to think she’d care
lunes 1 de febrero de 2010
domingo 24 de enero de 2010
viernes 8 de enero de 2010
miércoles 6 de enero de 2010
lunes 4 de enero de 2010
Thought I saw you in the battleship
but it was only a look a like
She was nothing but a vision trick
Under the warning light
She was close, close enough to be your ghost
But my chances turned to toast
When i asked her if i could call her your name
I thought i saw you in the rusty hook
Huddled up in wicker chair
I wandered up for a closer look
And kissed who ever was sitting there
She was close, and she held me very tightly
Till I asked awfully politely, please
Can I call you her name
And I elongated my lift home,
Yeah i let him go the long way round
I smelt your scent on the seatbelt
And kept my shortcuts to myself
I thought I saw you in the parrots beak
Messing with the smoke alarm
It was too loud for me to hear her speak
And she had a broken arm
It was close, so close that the walls were wet
And she wrote it out in letraset
No you can't call me her name
Tell me where's your hiding place
I'm worried i'll forget your face
And I've asked everyone
And I'm beginning to think i imagined you all along
but it was only a look a like
She was nothing but a vision trick
Under the warning light
She was close, close enough to be your ghost
But my chances turned to toast
When i asked her if i could call her your name
I thought i saw you in the rusty hook
Huddled up in wicker chair
I wandered up for a closer look
And kissed who ever was sitting there
She was close, and she held me very tightly
Till I asked awfully politely, please
Can I call you her name
And I elongated my lift home,
Yeah i let him go the long way round
I smelt your scent on the seatbelt
And kept my shortcuts to myself
I thought I saw you in the parrots beak
Messing with the smoke alarm
It was too loud for me to hear her speak
And she had a broken arm
It was close, so close that the walls were wet
And she wrote it out in letraset
No you can't call me her name
Tell me where's your hiding place
I'm worried i'll forget your face
And I've asked everyone
And I'm beginning to think i imagined you all along
I saw your sister in the cornerstone
On the phone to the middle man
When I saw that she was on her own
I thought she might understand
She was close, well you couldn't get much closer
She said i'm really not supposed to but yes,
You can call me anything you want
When I saw that she was on her own
I thought she might understand
She was close, well you couldn't get much closer
She said i'm really not supposed to but yes,
You can call me anything you want
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