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 Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2004 1:24 am
Poem to a horse
Shakira
You're too far to bring you across
Too high to see below
Just hanging on your daily dose
And you never needed anyone
But they're rolling papers for your grass
How can you give what you don't have?
You keep on aiming for the top
And quit before you sweat a drop
Feed your empty brain with your hydroponic pot
You start out playing with yourself
You get more fun within your shell
Nice to meet you but I gotta go my way
[Chorus:]
I leave again
Cuz I've been waiting in vain
But you're so in love with yourself
If I say my heart is sore
Sounds like a cheap metaphor
So I won't repeat it no more
I'd rather eat my soup with a fork
Or drive a cab to New York
Cuz to talk to you is harder work
So what's the point of wasting all my words
If it's just the same or even worse
Than reading poems to a horse
You keep on aiming for the top
And quit before you sweat a drop
Feed your empty brain with your hydroponic pot
I bet you'll find someone like you
Cuz there's a foot for every shoe
I wish you luck but I've got other things to do
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Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2004 1:25 am
"Cute Sushi Lunches"
SNEACKER PIMPS
Pretty raw with it
Cute sushi lunches
Nineteen steps from out under your feet
Can’t eat won’t eat
Have have not me
Can’t eat won’t eat
Cute sushi lunches
Pretty down on this
Cold feet excuses
One lane talk where art and life don’t meet
Can’t see won’t see
Have have not me
Hate like a child hates his haircut
Can’t eat won’t eat
Cute sushi lunches
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Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2004 1:26 am
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Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2004 1:29 am
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Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2004 1:30 am
Teimara Ramelo crying Aunque no sea conmigoCafe Tacuba
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Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2004 1:31 am
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Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2004 1:32 am
"Murder On The Dancefloor"
SOPHIE ELLIS BAXTER
[murder]
It's murder on the dancefloor
But you'd better not kill the groove
Dj, gonna burn this goddamn house right down
Oh, I know I know I know I know I know I know I know
About your kind
And so and so and so and so and so and so and so
I'll have to play
If you think your getting away
I will prove you wrong
I'll take you all the way
Boy, just come along
Tell me when I say
Hey
It's murder on the dancefloor
But you'd better not kill the groove
Hey hey, hey hey
It's murder on the dancefloor
But you'd better not steal the moves
DJ, gonna burn this goddamn house right down
Oh I know I know I know I know I know I know I know
There may be others
And so and so and so and so and so and so and so
You'll just have to pray
If you think you're gettin away
I will prove you wrong
I'll take you all the way
Stay another song
I'll blow you all away
Hey
It's murder on the dance floor
But you'd better not kill the groove
hey hey, hey hey
It's murder on the dance floor
But you'd better not steal the moves
Dj, gonna turn this house around somehow
Murder on the dance floor
But you'd better not kill the groove
Hey hey, hey hey
It's murder on the dance floor
but you'd better not steal the moves
Dj, gonna burn this godamn house right down
Don't think you'll get away
I will prove you wrong
I'll take you all away
Boy, just come along
tell me when i say
Hey
It's murder on the dance floor [on the dancefloor]
But you'd better not kill the groove
Hey hey, hey hey
It's [murder] murder on the dance floor [on the dancefloor]
but you'd better not steal the moves
Dj, [gonna burn this godamn house right down]
It's murder on the dance floor
But you'd better not kill the groove.
DJ, Gonna burn this god damm house right down.
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Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2004 1:33 am
Devils Mistress 666 Teimara Ramelo crying Aunque no sea conmigoCafe Tacuba Sabes algo.... el otro dia le dije eso... porque a partir de mi cumple.. me prometi que todo cambiaria y tenia que dejar bien cerrada esa historia y le dije lo del coro... crying
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Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2004 1:34 am
Heroe de leyenda
Heroes del silencio
Siempre en la oscuridad
la voz no tiene sentido.
El silencio lo es todo,
Héroe en su propio olvido.
En sus ojos apagados
hay un eterno castigo,
el Héroe de leyenda
pertenece al sueño
de un destino.
Encerrado en el tiempo
ha perdido el valor
para escapar de su celda
el Héroe sin ilusión.
En sus ojos apagados
hay un eterno castigo,
el Héroe de leyenda
pertenece al sueño
de un destino.
En sus ojos apagados
hay un eterno castigo,
el Héroe de leyenda
pertenece al sueño
de un destino.
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Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2004 1:35 am
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Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2004 1:39 am
Teimara Ramelo Devils Mistress 666 Teimara Ramelo crying Aunque no sea conmigoCafe Tacuba Sabes algo.... el otro dia le dije eso... porque a partir de mi cumple.. me prometi que todo cambiaria y tenia que dejar bien cerrada esa historia y le dije lo del coro... crying Chale, puesm.... sad Animos, TC heart
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Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2004 1:41 am
"Get Over You"
SOPHIE ELLIS BAXTER
Eye-eye-eye-ah
Eye-eye-eye-ah
Eye-eye-eye-ah
Eye-eye-eye-ah
Eye-eye-eye-ah
Eye-eye-eye-ah
Eye-eye-eye-ah
Eye-eye-eye-ah
You think you've got your way
But baby there's a catch
Don't need your foul play
Now you have met your match
You think you're in control
But that won't last that long
You thought you wore the crown
Honey, you were wrong
You had me taken in
But now I've found you out
And I won't go through that again
You've always had to win
You'll have to go without
You don't know where to stop
Go, go, go, go, go
I'll get over you
You drive me crazy, up the wall
Think you're Mr Know-it-all
Go, go, go, go, go
I'll get over you
You drive me crazy, up the wall
Goodbye Mr Know-it-all
Eye-eye-eye-ah
Eye-eye-eye-ah
Eye-eye-eye-ah
I let you have your say
You never compromised
Complaining everyday
About everything in sight
I've let you stay a while
Now I am getting bored
No substance in your style
And you're not the man
You thought that you were
You had me taken in
But now I've found you out
And I won't go through that again
You've always had to win
You'll have to go without
You don't know where to stop
Oh get over you
Go, go, go, go, go
I'll get over you
You drive me crazy, up the wall
Think you're Mr Know-it-all
Go, go, go, go, go
I'll get over you
You drive me crazy, up the wall
Goodbye Mr Know-it-all
Go, go, go, go, go
I'll get over you
You drive me crazy, up the wall
Think you're Mr Know-it-all
Go, go, go, go, go
I'll get over you
You drive me crazy, up the wall
Goodbye Mr Know-it-all
Oh get over you
Eye-eye-eye-ah
Eye-eye-eye-ah
Eye-eye-eye-ah
Eye-eye-eye-ah
Eye-eye-eye-ah
Eye-eye-eye-ah
Eye-eye-eye-ah
Eye-eye-eye-ah
You think you've got your way
But baby there's a catch
Don't need your foul play
Now you have met your match
Go, go, go, go, go
I'll get over you
You drive me crazy, up the wall
Think you're Mr Know-it-all
Go, go, go, go, go
I'll get over you
You drive me crazy, up the wall
Goodbye Mr Know-it-all
Go, go, go, go, go
I'll get over you
You drive me crazy, up the wall
Think you're Mr Know-it-all
Go, go, go, go, go
I'll get over you
You drive me crazy, up the wall
Goodbye Mr Know-it-all
Oh get over you
Eye-eye-eye-ah
Eye-eye-eye-ah
Oh get over you
Eye-eye-eye-ah
Eye-eye-eye-ah
Oh get over you
Eye-eye-eye-ah
Eye-eye-eye-ah
Oh get over you
Eye-eye-eye-ah
Eye-eye-eye-ah
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Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2004 1:41 am
Soun Tha Mi Primer Amor
Kinky
Busco, busco un recipiente donde colocar el presente presente
que traigo en la mano derecha y que el conyuge dice que llaman
amor, amor ,amor... o pasion, confusion o temor
o una copa de vino o un ramo de flor o una carta
que diga cosas de la vida bonita en prosa
y acabe diciendo: Por siempre.
te regalo mi primer amor
Y antier por la noche entre estrellas de whisky,
el cansancio de ambos se posa en las duras banquetas,
me pareciste un frasco donde colocarlo por medio de besos,
por medio de versos y besos que te hago los dos
con mi boca en forma de trompeta,
y que toca y que toca una nota en tu labio de abajo
y las otras se me quedan en la punta de la lengua.
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Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2004 1:47 am
Rockstar
Jumbo
Pequeño gran rockstar
Todo acabó
Te traigo una tutsi pop para que...
Dejes de llorar
Te puedes olvidar
De todos tus fans
Pues todos tus fans te olvidaron hace tiempo
Y el tiempo se vá
Todo lo quieres
Pero nada sabes usar
Y no lo sabes
Sólo amor te puede salvar
Ye ye ye
Pequeño gran rockstar
Todo acabó
Te traigo una tutsi pop para que...
Dejes de llorar
Te quieres encontrar
En una estación
No entiendes que tú sólo estás aquí...
Por una canción
Todo lo tienes
Pero no lo puedes tocar
Y no lo sabes
Sólo amor te puedes salvar
Ye ye ye
(solo)
Todo lo quieres
Pero nada sabes usar
Y no lo sabes
Sólo amor te puedes salvar
Ye ye ye
Pequeño gran rockstar
Todo acabó
Pequeño gran rockstar
Ye ye yea ye yea
Ye yea ye ye yea
(ultimo solo)
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Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2004 1:48 am
Siento que
Jumbo
Vienes a mi casa a oir mis discos viejos
La television prendida viendo mi reflejo
Me cojes de la mano, en serie polaroid
Te sientas a mi lado me abrazas
Me abrazas y me dejas
Coro
Siento que me quieres hoy
Creo que ma~ana ya no
Quiero que me quieras hoy
Quiero que ma~ana sea igual que hoy
Mientras aqui estamos en el cuarto de en medio
Juntos otra vez los dos fingiendo
Me cojes de la mano en serie polaroid
Oyendo ella es mi disco de ni~a
No entiendo o si quieres mas
Me abrazas y me dejas sin hablar
Coro(solo)
Vienes a mi casa a oir mis discos viejos
Regresan los 80's cuando vienes
Me dejas con mis ojos sin tus ojos
Coro
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