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    28 januari

    Babyshambles - Merry go round

    Babyshambles
    Merry go round
    ["Down in Albion", 2005]

    You have always thinking of her
    You're in love and you don't know what to say
    But I saw her at the fair and she feels the same way
    She was married by the merry-go-round

    The merry-go-round
    How merrily we go round
    How merrily we go round
    The merry-go-round

    He was the first one of the day
    He was the last one of the night
    Oh hold me tight, hold me tight

    They said you were wrongened
    But I can see in your eyes
    How you are gentle and wise
    And you had the good stuff
    Oh there's a parade of girls outside
    That boy's so shy
    Why'd you punch out his lights?

    He was the first one of the day
    He was the last one of the night
    Oh mop it up, she'll be alright
    Mop it up, she'll be alright

    There's a parade on the hall outside
    Come on and feel the air outside

    Said what I like most about you Pete, is your girlfriend and your shoes
    And it's nearly half past five
    Can we swap again
    Half past five, can we swap again

    Oh there's a parade of girls outside
    That boy's so shy, why'd you punch out his light?

    You should get some sun on your face
    You've been sitting like a lord in the bath for days
    It's getting so I don't even know you

    We get away with doing the little that we can
    We mustn't take it too far my friend
    The Albion needs every man woman and child she can get her hands on


    27 januari

    Air - You make it easy

    Air
    You make it easy
    ["Moon safari", 1998]

    "Never been here- How about you ? "
    You smile at my answer
    You've given me the chance
    To be held and understood

    You leave me laughing without crying
    There's no use denying
    For many times I've tried
    Love has never felt as good

    Be it downtown or way up in the air
    When your heart's pounding
    You know that I'm aware

    You make it easy to watch the world with love
    You make it easy to let the past be done
    You make it easy

    How'd you do it ? How'd you find me ?
    How did I find you ?
    How can this be true ?
    To be held and understood

    Keep it coming- no one's running
    The lesson I'm learning
    'Cause blessings are deserved
    By the trust that always could

    Be it downtown or way up in the air
    When your heart's pounding
    You know that I'm aware

    You make it easy to watch the world with love
    You make it easy to let the past be done
    You make it easy

    You make it easy to watch the world with love
    You make it easy to let the past be done
    You make it easy


    22 januari

    Tool - Ænima

    Tool
    Ænima
    ["Ænima", 1996]

    Some say the end is near.
    Some say we'll see armageddon soon.
    I certainly hope we will.
    I sure could use a vacation from this

    Bullshit three ring circus sideshow of
    Freaks

    Here in this hopeless fucking hole we call LA
    The only way to fix it is to flush it all away.
    Any fucking time. Any fucking day.
    Learn to swim, I'll see you down in Arizona bay.

    Fret for your figure and
    Fret for your latte and
    Fret for your hairpiece and
    Fret for your lawsuit and
    Fret for your prozac and
    Fret for your pilot and
    Fret for your contract and
    Fret for your car.

    It's a
    Bullshit three ring circus sideshow of
    Freaks

    Here in this hopeless fucking hole we call LA
    The only way to fix it is to flush it all away.
    Any fucking time. Any fucking day.
    Learn to swim, I'll see you down in Arizona bay.

    Some say a comet will fall from the sky.
    Followed by meteor showers and tidal waves.
    Followed by faultlines that cannot sit still.
    Followed by millions of dumbfounded dipshits.

    Some say the end is near.
    Some say we'll see armageddon soon.
    I certainly hope we will cuz
    I sure could use a vacation from this

    Silly shit, stupid shit...

    One great big festering neon distraction,
    I've a suggestion to keep you all occupied.

    Learn to swim.

    Mom's gonna fix it all soon.
    Mom's comin' round to put it back the way it ought to be.

    Learn to swim.

    Fuck L Ron Hubbard and
    Fuck all his clones.
    Fuck all those gun-toting
    Hip gangster wannabes.

    Learn to swim.

    Fuck retro anything.
    Fuck your tattoos.
    Fuck all you junkies and
    Fuck your short memory.

    Learn to swim.

    Fuck smiley glad-hands
    With hidden agendas.
    Fuck these dysfunctional,
    Insecure actresses.

    Learn to swim.

    Cuz I'm praying for rain
    And I'm praying for tidal waves
    I wanna see the ground give way.
    I wanna watch it all go down.
    Mom please flush it all away.
    I wanna watch it go right in and down.
    I wanna watch it go right in.
    Watch you flush it all away.

    Time to bring it down again.
    Don't just call me pessimist.
    Try and read between the lines.

    I can't imagine why you wouldn't
    Welcome any change, my friend.

    I wanna see it all come down.
    suck it down.
    flush it down.


    21 januari

    Bruce Springsteen - Born to run

    Bruce Springsteen
    Born to run
    ["Born to run", 1975]

    In the day we sweat it out on the streets
    of a runaway american dream
    At night we ride through mansions of glory
    in suicide machines
    Sprung from cages out on Highway 9,
    Chrome wheeled, fuel injected and steppin out
    over the line
    Baby this town rips the bones from your back
    It's a death trap, it's a suicide rap
    We gotta get out while we're young
    `cause tramps like us, baby we were born to run

    Wendy let me in I wanna be your friend
    I want to guard your dreams and visions
    Just wrap your legs round these velvet rims
    And strap your hands across my engines
    Together we could break this trap
    We'll run till we drop,
    baby we'll never go back
    Will you walk with me out on the wire
    `cause baby I'm just a scared and lonely rider
    But I gotta find out how it feels
    I want to know if love is wild,
    girl I want to know if love is real

    Beyond the palace hemi-powered drones
    scream down the boulevard
    The girls comb their hair in rearview mirrors
    And the boys try to look so hard
    The amusement park rises bold and stark
    Kids are huddled on the beach in a mist
    I wanna die with you Wendy on the streets tonight
    In an everlasting kiss

    The highway's jammed with broken heroes
    on a last chance power drive
    Everybody's out on the run tonight
    but there's no place left to hide
    Together Wendy we can live with the sadness
    I'll love you with all the madness in my soul
    Someday girl I don't know when
    we're gonna get to that place
    Where we really want to go
    and we'll walk in the sun
    But till then tramps like us
    baby we were born to run


    09 januari

    Babyshambles - You talk

    Babyshambles
    You talk
    ["Shotters nation", 2007]

    You talk,
    you talk a good game
    Wish I could talk the same
    A song is just a game
    I'm getting good at cheating at

    You talk,
    yes you talk a good game
    Won't you teach me the same
    Oh I'd love to explain,
    like showing your hand and all about

    Oh well I know, I know, I know
    I know and so and so and so
    So what I suppose it's got to

    Oh well I never said it was clever
    I just like gettin' leathered
    Looking for the light
    The light behind your eyes

    You talk,
    you talk a good game
    Wish I could talk the same
    A song is just a game
    I'm getting good at cheating at

    Utah,
    remember Utah in the rain
    And those little red shoes
    and some kid with the blues
    Who gets right on your tits
    you just grin and bear it

    Oh well I know, I know, I know
    I know it's wrong and so and so and so
    So what I suppode it's got to

    Oh well I never said it was clever
    I just like gettin' leathered
    Looking for the light the light behind your eyes

    Bevan, he drops stones from heaven
    L O R D for ever
    And the love, the love behind your eyes

    You talk, you talk a good game
    You talk, you talk a good game
    You talk, you talk a good game
    You talk, you talk a good game

    Will I never, ever said it was clever
    I just like getting leathered
    Looking for the light
    The light behind your eyes

    Bevan, he drops stones from heaven
    L O R D for ever
    And the love behind your eyes


    07 januari

    Vinicio Capossela - Ultimo amore

    Vinicio Capossela
    Ultimo amore
    ["Modì", 1991]

    Fresca era l'aria di giugno
    e la notte sentiva l'estate arrivar
    Tequila, Mariachi e Sangria
    la fiesta invitava a bere e a ballar
    lui curvo e curioso taceva
    una storia d'amore cercava
    guardava le donne degli altri
    parlare e danzare

    e quando la notte è ormai morta
    gli uccelli sono soliti il giorno annunciar
    le coppie abbracciate son prime
    a lasciare la fiesta per andarsi ad amar
    la pista ormai vuota restava
    lui stanco e sudato aspettava
    lei per scherzo girò la sua gonna
    e si mise a danzar

    lei aveva occhi tristi e beveva
    volteggiava e rideva ma pareva soffrir
    lui parlava stringeva ballava
    guardava quegli occhi e provava a capir
    e disse son zoppo per amore
    la donna mia m'ha spezzato il cuore
    lei disse il cuore del mio amore
    non batterà mai più

    e dopo al profumo dei fossi
    a lui parve in quegli occhi potere veder
    lo stesso dolore che spezza le vene
    che lascia sfiniti la sera
    la luna altre stelle pregava
    che l'alba imperiosa cacciava
    lei raccolse la gonna spaziosa
    e ormai persa ogni cosa
    presto lo seguì

    piangendo urlando e godendo
    quella notte lei con lui si unì
    spingendo, temendo e abbracciando quella notte
    lui con lei capì
    che non era avvizzito il suo cuore
    e già dolce suonava il suo nome
    sciolse il suo voto d'amore
    e a lei si donò

    poi d'estate bevendo e scherzando
    una nuova stagione a lui parve venir
    lui parlava inventava giocava
    lei a volte ascoltava e si pareva divertir
    ma giunta che era la sera
    girata nel letto piangeva
    pregava potere dal suo amore
    riuscire a ritornar

    e un giorno al profumo dei fossi
    lui invano aspettò di vederla arrivar
    scendeva ormai il buio e trovava
    soltanto la rabbia e il silenzio di sera
    la luna altre stelle pregava
    che l'alba imperiosa cacciava
    restava l'angoscia soltanto
    e il feroce rimpianto
    per non vederla ritornar

    il treno è un lampo infuocato
    se si guarda impazziti il convoglio venir
    un momento, un pensiero affannato
    e la vita è rapita senza altro soffrir
    la poteron riconoscere soltanto
    dagli anelli bagnati dal suo pianto
    il pianto di quell'ultimo suo amore
    dovuto abbandonar

    lui non disse una sola parola
    no, non dalla sua gola un sospiro fuggì
    i gendarmi son bruschi nei modi
    se da questi episodi non han da ricavar
    così resto solo a ricordare
    il liquore pareva mai finire
    e dentro quel vetro rivide
    una notte d'amor

    quando dopo al profumo dei fossi
    a lui parve in quegli occhi potere veder
    lo stesso dolore che spezza le vene
    che lascia sfiniti la sera
    la luna altre stelle pregava
    che l'alba imperiosa cacciava
    a lui restò solo il rancore
    per quel breve suo amore
    che mai dimenticò


     
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