dimecres, 30 de novembre del 2016

"KARMA POLICE"
RADIOHEAD 



 Karma police, arrest this man
He talks in maths
He buzzes like a fridge
He's like a detuned radio

Karma police, arrest this girl
Her Hitler hairdo is
Making me feel ill
And we have crashed her party

This is what you get
This is what you get
This is what you get when you mess with us

Karma police
I've given all I can
It's not enough
I've given all I can
But we're still on the payroll

This is what you get
This is what you get
This is what you get when you mess with us

For a minute there, I lost myself, I lost myself
Phew, for a minute there, I lost myself, I lost myself

For a minute there, I lost myself, I lost myself
Phew, for a minute there, I lost myself, I lost myself

dimecres, 23 de novembre del 2016

"WE WERE ONE"
PLANTS AND ANIMALS



 All my time, my friend, I'll spend with you 
On my way today I'll stay with you
O, the days get long Winter is gone 
An endless song Healing our sorrows with light 
We took a chance on the hole in the fence 
Crossing the tracks, you took me to an island 
In the summer heat, so simple and sweet 
We were one 
By the time we woke up, we had missed it 
That bird was gone, that bell was ringing 
And if we are here then we're gonna get used to it 
Like the waves and the sound of singing 
Waves and the sound of singing

dijous, 17 de novembre del 2016

"ALL YOUR WOMEN THINGS"
SMOG 



 All your women things
All your frilly things
Scattered 'round my room
Right where you left them
When you left them
Scattered 'round my room

All your hardness
All your softness
And your mercy

All your bridges and bras
Your cotton
and gauze
All your buckles and straps
Releases and traps
All your screws
and false nails
Oriental winks
and Egyptian veils

Oh all of these things
I gathered them
And I made a dolly
I made a dolly
A spread-eagle dolly
Out of your frilly things

Why couldn't I have loved you
This tenderly
When you were here
In the flesh
So tenderly

How could I ignore
Your left breast
Your right breast

How could I ignore
Your hardness
Your softness
And your mercy

Well it's been seven years
And the thought of your name
Still makes me
Weak in the knees

How could I ignore
Your left breast
Your right breast.

dijous, 10 de novembre del 2016

"CALL YOURSELF RENEE"
OKKERVIL RIVER 


 Don't look back until you realise you're pointedly not trying to look back
Then reconsider trying for a clearer mind, try for a grace of some kind
Leave your house and walk in the autumn light
Imagine a river, massive and galloping beneath your feet
Or you can call yourself Renee again and you can move back to Rapid City

You live in a hotel, you wait for a phone call, you wait for an email
You look out the window at a tree, weighted down with snow
You worry about your mother, you watch a couple movies, you take an Ativan
You walk down a Rapid City street alone
And at night there's a pink cast underneath the blank grey cloud head
Well it's something pretty to look at in the sky
And I don't know why so-and-so's taking much time to breathe something new into my life
And there's a tip-tap on the window that could be Fate's pale face looking in
Energy could be in the trembling hands of a tree, or it could be lighter
Could be nothing at all

Out in the night
The world was right against our skin
And it was right again
Out in the night
The world was right against our skin
And it was right, baby

Mysteriously absent for the afternoon and suddenly missing for a full month
His mother called up, called around the corner, called out shivering from a dream
Called his father five states to the south, said he was gone
When he could have easily been seen in a Vero Beach Dillard's
Weaving in and out of the racks of beautiful blue men's shirts
Or in South Florida, breezing through the drive-through, easy like a song on the stereo
Letting it all slide like an easy-going god
Or he could have not existed, just a vision of his mother
When she wished it so hard into something she could almost see
Or he could have been a feeling in the air, or the guy who cuts your hair
He could have been anyone, he could even have been me

And me, I don't care if I come back as a single wave
Or an oriole on a spell branch on a tree
Cause I'm not scared to die as long as I know
that the universe has something really to do with me

Out in the night
The air was right against our skin
And it was right
Out in the night
The air was right against our skin
And it was right, baby

I wanna make it nice again
I wanna make it alright
I wanna make it nice again
I wanna make it alright

Out in the night
The world was right against our skin
And it was alright, child
Out in the night
The world was right against our skin
And it was alright, baby

I wanna make it nice again
I wanna make it alright.
"IN A BAR"
TANGO WITH LIONS 



 I wanna meet a friend
In a bar tonight
The evening is long
So long I hardly move
A can in my hand
A picture in my mind
A voice I need to hear,
A laugh I need to show
We're lonely, babe
In a boat, again

I need to see a friend tonight
Or see the people in a bar
I wish they could not see me at all
How I wish I could describe their pain
Or my pain

The mystic light, the choir of smoke
The smell of wood, the pose, the joke
The dirty little world inside
That needs to come out
Needs to come out
I wanna meet a friend
In a bar tonight
The evening is long
If only I had that strength
To see those people,
All so lonely as me

All so lonely,
All so lonely as me.

dimecres, 9 de novembre del 2016


ROMY SCHNEIDER & MICHEL PICCOLI
"LA CHANSON D'HÉLÈNE"