lunes, 2 de agosto de 2010


Vos fijate lo que es la vida, que un VIEJO VERDE se nos puso a chamuyar en una imprenta. Pero así sin carpa, preguntando si estudiábamos, si íbamos al secundario, si BAILÁBAMOS TANGO, nos INVITÓ A SU SPÁ. Listo listo, eso es buen chamuyo, lo que es la experiencia, pero vos fijate además LO QUE ES TENER LEVANTE. Dios mio, esto nos pasa por estar TAN buenas Milena. Su figura la verdad doctora, inigualable. Por favor, T E R R O R !

domingo, 1 de agosto de 2010


Time to nut up or shut up !
If you wanna breakfast in bed;
then sleep in the kitchen.
Your eyes are the size of the moon
You could cause you can, so you do!
We're feeling so good.
Back to the street; down to our feet
Losing the feeling of feeling unique!
Do you know what I mean?
Back to the place, where we used to say
Man, it feels good to feel this way!
Now I know what I mean.
Did the best that I could; said I'd die for you and I would.
But I drowned all those feelings in the flood.
Need to know
if you're there if you're listening to my prayers
to my tears, feel like raindrops through the mud.
How was I to know that
a year ago I'd need
to read between the lines and every lie and that's why;
Every time I fall asleep my dreams are haunted;
and every time I close my eyes I'm not alone;
and every time I cry I'm right back where you wanted;
I try to drown you out so down goes another one!
Living Fast; dying young; but I'm living with what you've done.
Now I face accusations; I won't run; No!
I'm starting to remember things that you said;
I'm unravelling what they meant;
But the world moves on; you're just another one!
And how can I go on; cause
when I'm in the sun
I see your shadow on the ground.
But you're never there when I turn around.

Forget it.

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