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Posted: Thu Feb 07, 2008 10:22 am
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I'll never be a Saint... I can't hide and deny the Sinner inside.
Big Bang Baby - Stone Temple Pilots
I got a picture of a photograph Of a wedding and a shell It's just a burning aching memory I never kiss and tell
So turn it up and burn it There's a hole in your head There's a hole in your head Where the birds can't sing along
Does anybody know how the story really goes Or should we all just hum along Sell your soul and sign an autograph Big bang baby, its a crash, crash, crash
I wanna die but I gotta laugh Orange crush mama is a laugh, laugh, laugh
Spin me up, spin me, spin me out Station love station send me up and out Is this what life and love is all about I think I think so
We used to see in color Now it's only black and white It's only black and white 'Cause the world is color blind
Nothing's for free, nothing's for free Take it away boys Nothing's for free, nothing's for free Take it away boys
How sweet life could be, if I could be free from the Sinner in Me.
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Posted: Fri Feb 08, 2008 3:13 am
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Posted: Fri Feb 08, 2008 7:06 am
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Homenaje a los Locos del Borda Bersuit Vergarabat.
La historia, no recordará, a esos espectros, que andan solos con su alma, cabalgan, cabalgan, cabalgan en sus fantasías, persiguen lo deseable y no se frenan con drogas inyectables, mirando arriba esperando a alguien bajar,sin dientes, como si la vida les quitara voracidad, el vientre tan hinchado de comer verdades, avanzan, avanzan, avanzan sin popularidad, no necesitan trámites para acceder a la vida, el pueblo esta dispuesto a perdonar a un terrible asesino, pero siempre escupirán en la cara del que piense distinto, aunque cante a veces, tengo la impresión de que la gente escucha las frases que acompañan su caída, miro mi guitarra y la veo tan inútil,me arranco la garganta y quiero gritar, un auto es más acariciado que un hombre extraño. Me arranco la garganta y quiero gritar, un auto es más acariciado que un hombre extraño
aparte de esta letra espectacular al final de la cancion hay un delirio tremendo en donde aparece mario pergolini y me mata!
no es que dios no existe, dios existe pero en realidad renuncio al puesto... es que cuando vio al hombre dijo: Dos mio! que he echo! es que en realidad ese puesto esta totalemnte vacante
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Posted: Fri Feb 08, 2008 10:16 am
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I'll never be a Saint... I can't hide and deny the Sinner inside.
Uno de los mejores temas de Static X.
The Only - Static X
I'm wining, you're losing. I'm falling, your agony. Lower than Lower before, your forgotten memory.
I'm heaven, you're hell. I'm killing, your fantasy. More and more, you follow, Your deepest reality.
You're trying to take me, you're trying to make me. This is the only, Give me the only thing. Tired of trying, I'm tired of lying. The only thing I understand is what I feel.
Identity, fantasy. Heresy, killing me. Lower than lower, before, This thing to feed.
Hypocrite, Lunatic. Fanatic, heretic. More and more you follow, your deepest reality.
You're trying to take me, you're trying to make me. This is the only, give me the only thing. Tired of trying, I'm tired of lying, the only thing I understand is what I feel.
Hypocrite, lunatic, fanatic, heretic. Hypocrite, lunatic, fanatic, heretic. Hypocrite, lunatic, fanatic, heretic. Hypocrite, lunatic, fanatic, heretic.
You're trying to take me, you're trying to make me. This is the only, give me the only thing. Tired of trying, I'm tired of lying, the only thing I understand is what I feel.
You're trying to take me, You're trying to make me. This is the only, give me the only thing. Tired of trying, I'm tired of lying, the only thing I understand is what I feel...
How sweet life could be, if I could be free from the Sinner in Me.
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Posted: Tue Feb 12, 2008 12:47 pm
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Posted: Tue Feb 12, 2008 2:21 pm
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I'll never be a saint... I can't hide and deny the Sinner inside.
Creo que és la canción que más me gusta de Depeche Mode... Musicalmente está bárbaro. Uno de muchísimos temas buenos que tiene ésta banda.
Never Let Me Down Again - Depeche Mode
I'm taking a ride, with my best friend. I hope he never lets me down again. He knows where he's taking me, taking me where I want to be. I'm taking a ride, with my best friend.
We're flying high, we're watching the world pass us by. Never want to come down, never want to put my feet back down on the ground...
I'm taking a ride, with my best friend. I hope he never lets me down again. Promises me I'm as safe as houses, as long as I remember who's wearing the trousers. I hope he never lets me down again.
We're flying high, we're watching the world pass us by. Never want to come down, never want to put my feet back down on the ground...
We're flying high, we're watching the world pass us by. Never want to come down, never want to put my feet back down on the ground...
Never let me down... Never let me down... Never let me down... Never let me down... See the stars they're shining bright, everything's alright tonight... See the stars they're shining bright, everything's alright tonight...
How sweet life could be, if I could be free from the Sinner in Me.
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Posted: Tue Feb 12, 2008 3:51 pm
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The Carpal Tunnel Of Love - Fall Out Boy Es la del video de Happy Tree Friends
(We take sour sips from life's lush lips And we shake, shake, shake the hips In relationships)
Stomp out this disaster town You'll put your eyes to the sun and say, "I know you're only blinding to keep back What the clouds are hiding."
And we might've started singing just a little soon We're throwing stones in at a glass moon.
Whoa oh, we're so miserable and stunning Whoa oh, love songs for the geniuenly cunning
Whoah-oh...
We keep the beat, with your blistered feet And we bullet the words at the mockingbirds singing Slept through the weekend and dreamed Of sinking with the melody of the cliffs of eternity Got postcards from my former self saying: "How've you been?"
And we might've said goodbyes just a little soon
(Stomp out this disaster town) Whoa, robbing lips and kissing banks under this moon
Whoa oh, we're so miserable and stunning Whoa oh, love songs for the geniuenly cunning Whoa oh, we're so miserable and stunning Whoa oh, love songs for the geniuenly cunning
Ohh…
(It was ice cream headaches and sweet avalanche When the pearls in our shells got up to dance You call me a bad tipper of the cradle Tired young fawns on hunter's lawns We're the has-beens of husbands Sharpening the knives of young wives Take two years and call me when you're better Take tears that are mine, find yourself wetter)
Whoa oh, we're so miserable and stunning Whoa oh, love songs for the geniuenly cunning
Woah..ooo! Whoa oh, we're so miserable and stunning Whoa oh, love songs for the geniunely cunning
Whoa oh, we're so miserable and stunning Whoa oh, love songs for the geniunely cunning
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Posted: Tue Feb 12, 2008 6:11 pm
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Posted: Tue Feb 12, 2008 6:51 pm
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L'amour à la française Les Fatals Picards
I remember jolie demoiselle, the last summer, nous, la tour Eiffel I remember comme tu étais belle, so beautiful with your sac Chanel Sur les ponts de la Seine, let's do it again, again, again, again, You gave me a rendez-vous, what is it ? what is it ?
Je le chercher à toi, dans les rues, je ne suis pas venir car tu ne l'es plus Je le regarde partout, where are you ? My heart is bleeding, Oh I miss you L'amour à la française, let's do it again, again, again, again, You gave me a rendez-vous
Et je cours, je cours, je cours , I've lost l'amour, l'amour, l'amour Je suis perdu, here without you, and I’m crazy, seul à Paris Je tu le manque, sans toi I can't, et sous la pluie, I feel sorry Champs Elysées, alone, la nuit, le Moulin Rouge, I feel guilty
Et le soleil est plus brûlant que les oiseaux, et dans le ciel, I miss you so A souvenir, a rendez-vous, des fleurs des fleurs des fleurs for you Je tu le manque, sans toi I can't, et sous la pluie, I feel sorry Je suis perdu here without you, and I’m crazy, seul à Paris
I remember jolie demoiselle, the last summer, comme tu étais belle I remember, nous, la tour Eiffel , so beautiful with your sac Chanel L'amour à la française, c'est que je t'aime, je t'aime, je t'aime, je t'aime I give you a rendez-vous
Et je cours, je cours, je cours, I've lost l'amour, l'amour, l'amour Je suis perdu, here without you and I’m crazy, seul à Paris Je tu le manque, sans toi I can't et sous la pluie, I feel sorry Champs Elysées, alone, la nuit, le Moulin Rouge, I feel guilty Et le soleil est plus brûlant que les oiseaux et dans le ciel, I miss you so A souvenir, a rendez-vous, des fleurs des fleurs des fleurs for you Je tu le manque, sans toi I can't et sous la pluie, I feel sorry Je suis perdu here without you…
rofl vean el video, está mortal
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Posted: Tue Feb 12, 2008 7:34 pm
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Posted: Tue Feb 12, 2008 7:38 pm
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Posted: Wed Feb 13, 2008 12:09 pm
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Posted: Wed Feb 13, 2008 1:34 pm
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I'll never be a saint... I can't hide and deny the Sinner inside.
Kasabian! heart MI canción favorita. 3nodding
Cutt Off - Kasabian
John was a scientist, he was hooked on LSD. Interested in mind control and how the monkey held the key. Said that all of his experiments are what he's planning for the air, It's for the unsuspecting citizens who hallucinate in fear. Sing that.
Ah, ah-ah-ah ah-ah Ah-ah-ah ah-ah, Chew the backbone, a solar system, these clever convicts. Ah, ah-ah-ah ah-ah Ah-ah-ah ah-ah, Chew the backbone, a solar system, these clever convicts.
In union station, with a package in his hand, Tied to the suspect, he chanced him where he stand, And I don't think you realise he's coming for your neck, And the sound is breaking all around, He's keeping lives in check.
Ah, ah-ah-ah ah-ah, Ah-ah-ah ah-ah, Chew the backbone, A solar system, these clever convicts. Ah, ah-ah-ah ah-ah, Ah-ah-ah ah-ah, Chew the backbone, A solar system, these clever convicts.
Making his getaway, through a punched out mirror, Blend into the crowd, hear the system scream, And all those spies and strikes you hear, are clinging to their gun, And if you smell those omens man, I think you better run. Check out.
Ah, ah-ah-ah ah-ah Ah-ah-ah ah-ah John was a scientist he was hooked on LSD Ah, ah-ah-ah ah-ah Ah-ah-ah ah Interested in mind control and how the monkey held the key Ah, ah-ah-ah ah-ah Ah-ah-ah ah-ah Chew the backbone, A solar system, these clever convicts Ah, ah-ah-ah ah-ah Ah-ah-ah ah-ah Chew the backbone, A solar system, these clever convicts Ah, ah-ah-ah ah-ah Ah-ah-ah ah-ah Chew the backbone, A solar system, these clever convicts Ah, ah-ah-ah ah-ah Ah-ah-ah ah...
How sweet life could be, if I could be free from the Sinner in Me.
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Posted: Fri Feb 15, 2008 2:57 pm
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Hard Luck Woman- Kiss
If never I'd met you I'd never have seen you cry If not for our first "Hello" We'd never have to say goodbye If never I held you My feelin's would never show It's time I start walkin' But there's so much you'll never know
I keep telling you hard luck woman You ain't a hard luck woman
Rags, a sailor's only daughter A child of the water Too proud to be a queen
Rags, I really love you I can't forget about you You'll be a hard luck woman Baby, till you find your man
Before I go let me kiss you And wipe the tears from your eyes I don't wanna hurt you, girl You know I could never lie
I keep telling you hard luck woman You ain't a hard luck woman You'll be a hard luck woman Baby, till you find your man
Rags, a sailor's only daughter A child of the water Too proud to be a queen
Rags, I really love you I can't forget about you You'll be a hard luck woman Baby, till you find your man You'll be a hard luck woman Baby, till you find your man
Oh yeah, bye bye, so long, don't cry I'm just packin' my bags, whoo, leavin' you Bye bye, bye bye, bye bye, baby, don't cry I gotta keep on movin', yeah movin' Bye, bye my baby Ooh, don't cry
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Posted: Fri Feb 15, 2008 3:45 pm
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