diumenge, 5 de gener del 2020

"BLUNDERBUSS"
JACK WHITE 




I had my dream, I held your hand on that broad avenue
We crossed the road and never spoke to another as we flew
We left your man alone in drag, laughing there at us
A romantic bust, a blundered turned, an explosive blunderbuss
An ancient grand hotel of Persian thread and ivory
And when your man would turn his head, I'd see you look at me
Pools of brown and sea of red and demons in your pocket
That same romance performed a dance inside a silver locket
Da, da, da, da
Da, da, da, da
Corner exit, not tall enough to walk out standin' straight
Designed by men so ladies would have to lean back in their gait
You grabbed my arm and left with me but you were not allowed to
You took me to a public place to quietly blend into
Such a trick pretending not to be doin' what you want to
But seems like everybody does this every waking moment
I laid you down and touched you like the two of us both needed
Safe to say that others might not approve of this and pleaded
"So selfish them" would be their cry and who'd be brave to argue
Doin' what two people need is never on the menu
Da, da, da, da
Da, da, da, da
"HYPOCRITICAL KISS"
JACK WHITE




My temper got the best of me
And when I said that I mean
I know every single thing that I said was true
And I know that you're mad at me
But if you're thinking like
I, I think you'll see that you're mad at you too
And I know the feeling's strong
Strong enough to forget about all that I've been through
And it sounds obscene, but
Loud words never bothered me like they do to you
You're the boy that talks but says nothin'
A big game to the ones that you think will believe you
But you don't know how to read
The look on my face when it says, yeah I read that book too
And who the hell's impressed by you?
I want a name for people that I know who are fallin' for this
You would sell your own mother out
And then betray your dead brother with another hypocritical kiss

dijous, 2 de gener del 2020

"MERMAIDS"
PAUL WELLER 



She's in my head
She's in my mind
And I'm all she says
Yes she knows me well
As well as you can
She's on my side
I often hide
In her magic hair
And there I learn again, the joy of life
The wonder of it all
And this I feel, that through her I learn
Another way to be
You take my breath, I feel consumed
Take it all, I want to know
What lies behind, your smiles and shells
Wish I knew you well
Come in my head
Come in my mind
You can only love, when you open up
To be yourself

"TO HAVE AND HAVE NOT"
HOWARD HAWKS (1944)
HUMPHREY BOGART & LAUREN BACALL



-          I forgot. You wouldn't take anything from anybody, would you?    
-          That's right.                  
-          You know, Steve... you're not very hard to figure. Only at times. Sometimes I know exactly what you're going to say. Most of the time. The other times... The other times you're just a stinker.
-          What did you do that for?
-          I've been wondering whether I'd like it.
-          What's the decision?
-          I don't know yet.
It's even better when you help.
Sure you won't change your mind about this?
-          Aha...
-          This belongs to me, and so do my lips. I don't see any difference.
-          I do.
-          Okay. You know you don't have to act with me.
You don't have to say anything and you don't have to do anything.               
Not a thing. Maybe just whistle.
You know how to whistle, don't you, Steve?
You just put your lips together and blow.
 

"THE CHANGINGMAN"
PAUL WELLER




Is happiness real or am I so jaded?
Can't see or feel like a man been tainted
Numbed by the effect, aware of the muse
Too in touch with myself, I light the fuse
I'm the changing man
Whoa
Built on shifting sand
Yea
I'm changing man
Whoa
Waiting for the bang
(Bang)
As I light a bitter fuse
Our time is on loan, only us to borrow
An' I know
But I can't be today, I can be tomorrow
Yea, all I see, the more I know
The more I know, the less I understand
I'm the changing man
Built on shifting sands
Yea
I'm a changing man
I' m waiting for the bang
To light a bitter fuse
Bigger part ah, when our instincts act
A shot in the dark, a movement in black, yea
More I see, more I know
The more I know, the less I understand you
Yea
Built on shifting sands
I don't have a plan
I'm changing man
Waiting for the bang
To light a bitter fuse
Built on shifting sands
Yea yea
I'm a changing man
Waiting for the bang
To light a bitter fuse
Yea yea



"SUNFLOWER"
PAUL WELLER 




I don't care how long this lasts
We have no future - we have no past
I write this now while I'm in control
I'll choose the words and how the melody goes -
Along winding streets, we walked hand in hand
And how I long for that sharp wind
To take my breath away again
I'd run my fingers through your hair
Hair like a wheat field, I'd run through
That I'd run through
And I miss you so I miss you so
No you're gone, I feel so alone
I miss you so
I'd send you a flower a sunflower bright
While you cloud my days, messing up my nights
And all the way up to the top of your head
Sunshower kisses, I felt we had
And I miss you so I miss you so
All I gotta do, is think of you and I miss you so
Baby I'm afraid to say why I miss you so



"BRUSHED"
PAUL WELLER 




It's in a stroke of a brush
It's in the wave of a hand
And a view so bright
It turns the world
And makes all right
Yet seems to say
Come what may
You will be what you will
With a brush stroke of fate
You will have to think again
If you touch by it all
Lucky to be brushed by it all
Than walk a crooked mile
In a worn out smile
That you found on the ground
Somebody else threw it down
Looks like that you're the next bessed in town
It's in a verse that you read
It's in the tune in your head
That makes all light
Turns your world
Illuminates life
And makes you see
All the love within
Is still yet to come out
Like the word - as a bang!
You may have to think again
And get touched by it all
Than walk in single file
In a worn out smile
That you found on the ground
Somebody else threw it down
Looks like you're the next blessed in town