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martedì 8 settembre 2009
ore 00:22(categoria:
"Vita Quotidiana")
Song: Slipknot - Duality
I push my fingers into my eyes... It’s the only thing that slowly stops the ache... But it’s made of all the things I have to take... Jesus, it never ends, it works it’s way inside... If the pain goes on... Aaaaaaah!
I have screamed until my veins collapsed I’ve waited as my time’s elapsed Now, All I do is live with so much fate I’ve wished for this, I’ve bitched at that I’ve left behind this little fact: You cannot kill what you did not create I’ve gotta say what I’ve gotta say And then I swear I’ll go away But I can’t promise you’ll enjoy the noise I guess I’ll save the best for last My future seems like one big past You’re left with me ’cause you left me no choice
I push my fingers into my eyes It’s the only thing that slowly stops the ache If the pain goes on, I’m not gonna make it!
Put me back together Or separate the skin from bone Leave me all the Pieces, then you can leave me alone Tell me the reality is better than the dream But I found out the hard way, Nothing is what it seems!
I push my fingers into my eyes It’s the only thing that slowly stops the ache But it’s made of all the things I have to take Jesus, it never ends, it works it’s way inside If the pain goes on, I’m not gonna make it!
All I’ve got...all I’ve got is insane... All I’ve got...all I’ve got is insane... All I’ve got...all I’ve got is insane! All I’ve got...all I’ve got is insane!
I push my fingers into my eyes It’s the only thing that slowly stops the ache But it’s made of all the things I have to take Jesus, it never ends, it works it’s way inside If the pain goes on, I’m not gonna make it!
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giovedì 13 agosto 2009
ore 10:59(categoria:
"Vita Quotidiana")
Dopo millenni
What, what you got, not a lot, but you’re desperate for the weekend. Slip into your jeans and, put your Second Coming on. Quick do your hair, move your mucky underwear and it’s alright. Yes it’s alright, who you bring home tonight.
And she doesn’t seem to care at all. Into who’s bed she falls.
And it doesn’t matter, no not at all, if she pulls gets laid at all. She’ll self indulge until she falls and says, something for the weekend. When she says, something for the weekend.
She talks to a man, get his number if she can, but its okay. Now she’s talking to the DJ, telling him which song to play. Back at the bar i’ll have a vodka and a jar for me boyfriend. Well he’s in an indie rock band, and he’s into LSD.
And he doesn’t seem to care at all. Into who’s bed she falls.
And it doesn’t matter, no not at all, if she pulls gets laid at all. She’ll self indulge until she falls and says, something for the weekend. When she says, something for the weekend.
And she doesn’t seem to care at all. Into who’s bed she falls.
And it doesn’t matter, no not at all, if she pulls gets laid at all. She’ll self indulge until she falls and says, something for the weekend
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martedì 26 maggio 2009
ore 11:10(categoria:
"Vita Quotidiana")
I was down at the New Amsterdam staring at this yellow-haired girl Mr. Jones strikes up a conversation with this black-haired flamenco dancer She dances while his father plays guitar She’s suddenly beautiful We all want something beautiful I wish I was beautiful So come dance this silence down through the morning Cut Maria! Show me some of them Spanish dances Pass me a bottle, Mr. Jones Believe in me Help me believe in anything I want to be someone who believes
Mr. Jones and me tell each other fairy tales Stare at the beautiful women "She’s looking at you. Ah, no, no, she’s looking at me." Smiling in the bright lights Coming through in stereo When everybody loves you, you can never be lonely
I will paint my picture Paint myself in blue and red and black and gray All of the beautiful colors are very very meaningful Grey is my favorite color I felt so symbolic yesterday If I knew Picasso I would buy myself a gray guitar and play
Mr. Jones and me look into the future Stare at the beautiful women "She’s looking at you. Uh, I don’t think so. She’s looking at me." Standing in the spotlight I bought myself a gray guitar When everybody loves me, I will never be lonely
I want to be a lion Everybody wants to pass as cats We all want to be big big stars, but we got different reasons for thatBelieve in me because I don’t believe in anything and I want to be someone to believe
Mr. Jones and me stumbling through the barrio Yeah we stare at the beautiful women "She’s perfect for you, Man, there’s got to be somebody for me." I want to be Bob Dylan Mr. Jones wishes he was someone just a little more funky When everybody loves you, son, that’s just about as funky as you can be
Mr. Jones and me staring at the video When I look at the television, I want to see me staring right back at me We all want to be big stars, but we don’t know why and we don’t know how But when everybody loves me, I’m going to be just about as happy as can be Mr. Jones and me, we’re gonna be big stars..
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sabato 9 maggio 2009
ore 13:44(categoria:
"Vita Quotidiana")
Song: Cornershop - Brimful of Asha
There’s dancing behind movie scenes Behind the movie scenes - Sadi Rani She’s the one that keeps the dream alive, From the morning, past the evening, Till the end of the light Brimful of Asha on the forty-five Well, it’s a brimful of Asha on the forty-five Brimful of Asha on the forty-five Well, it’s a brimful of Asha on the forty-five and singing illuminate the main streets and the cinema aisles We don’t care about no government warning about that promotion of the simple life and the dams they are building
Everybody needs a bosom for a pillow, everybody needs a bosom Everybody needs a bosom for a pillow, everybody needs a bosom Everybody needs a bosom for a pillow, everybody needs a bosom
Mine’s on the forty-five Mohammed Ruffi (forty-five) Lata Mangeshka (forty-five) solid state radio (forty-five) ferguson mono (forty-five) Mon public (forty-five) Jacques Dutronc and the Bolan Boogies the Heavy Hitters and the chi chi music All Indian radio (forty-five) two in ones (forty-five) ovvo records (forty-five) trojan records (forty-five)
7-7,000 piece orchestra set everybody needs a bosom for a pillow mines on the RPM...
martedì 5 maggio 2009
ore 19:50(categoria:
"Vita Quotidiana")
Everybody’s going to the party have a real good time. Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine. Everybody’s going to the party have a real good time. Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine.
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mercoledì 8 aprile 2009
ore 10:47(categoria:
"Vita Quotidiana")
Morale della favola
Se vuoi che la gente ti ascolti....DEVI DIRE CAZZATE!!!!
sabato 28 marzo 2009
ore 11:21(categoria:
"Vita Quotidiana")
Song: Skunk Anansie - Weak
Lost in time I can’t count the words I said when I thought they went unheard All of those harsh thoughts so unkind ’cos I wanted you And now I sit here I’m all alone So here sits a bloody mess, tears fly home A circle of angels, deep in war ’cos I wanted you
Weak as I am, no tears for you Weak as I am, no tears for you Deep as I am, I’m no ones fool Weak as I am
So what am I now I’m love last home I’m all of the soft words I once owned If I opened my he heart, there’d be no space for air ’cos I wanted you
Weak as I am, no tears for you Weak as I am, no tears for you Deep as I am, I’m no ones fool Weak as I am
In this tainted soul In this weak young heart Am I too much for you
In this tainted soul In this weak young heart Am I too much for you
In this tainted soul In this weak young heart Am I too much for you
Weak as I am Weak as I am Weak as I am Weak as I am, am, am
Weak as I am Am I to much for you Weak as I am Am I to much for you Weak as I am Am I to much for you Weak as I am Am I to much for you Weak as I am
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venerdì 20 marzo 2009
ore 17:29(categoria:
"Vita Quotidiana")
When you are with me I’m free I’m careless I believe Above all the others we’ll fly This brings tears to my eyes
martedì 8 settembre 2009
