<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714491003572732962</id><updated>2012-02-16T10:22:27.720-05:00</updated><category term='Anti-Love'/><category term='Pearl Jam'/><category term='Robots'/><category term='Eddie Vedder'/><category term='Space'/><category term='Friendship'/><category term='MGMT'/><category term='Modest Mouse'/><category term='Weezer'/><category term='The Killers'/><category term='Joy Division'/><category term='The Strokes'/><category term='Pavement'/><category term='Belle and Sebastian'/><category term='jane&apos;s Addiction'/><category term='Tenderness'/><category term='Placebo'/><category term='Red Hot Chili 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href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>VicManiaco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10462094991450423343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b14XIM0zeHU/S3__zqa_puI/AAAAAAAAAjo/K27Nfo0pODA/S220/HJC+2.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>60</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714491003572732962.post-516232984000991076</id><published>2010-03-15T21:20:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T21:21:55.178-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='King Crimson'/><title type='text'>King Crimson - Epitaph</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;King Crimson - Epitaph&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.tinypic.com/mslit0.jpg" border="0" alt="VicManiaco"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Artista: King Crimson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Cancion: Epitaph&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Album: In the Court of the Crimson King (1969)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="100"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=1eba386" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="300" height="100"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" summary="Tabla"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;The wall on which the prophets wrote&lt;br /&gt;Is cracking at the seams.&lt;br /&gt;Upon the instruments if death&lt;br /&gt;The sunlight brightly gleams.&lt;br /&gt;When every man is torn apart&lt;br /&gt;With nightmares and with dreams,&lt;br /&gt;Will no one lay the laurel wreath&lt;br /&gt;As silence drowns the screams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Between the iron gates of fate,&lt;br /&gt;The seeds of time were sown,&lt;br /&gt;And watered by the deeds of those&lt;br /&gt;Who know and who are known;&lt;br /&gt;Knowledge is a deadly friend&lt;br /&gt;When no one sets the rules.&lt;br /&gt;The fate of all mankind I see&lt;br /&gt;Is in the hands of fools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confusion will be my epitaph.&lt;br /&gt;As I crawl a cracked and broken path&lt;br /&gt;If we make it we can all sit back&lt;br /&gt;and laugh.&lt;br /&gt;But I fear tomorrow I'll be crying,&lt;br /&gt;Yes I fear tomorrow I'll be crying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;El muro en el que los profetas escribieron&lt;br /&gt;Se esta resquebrajando.&lt;br /&gt;Sobre los instrumentos de muerte&lt;br /&gt;La luz del sol brilla resplandeciente.&lt;br /&gt;Cuando todos los hombres se desgarren&lt;br /&gt;Con pesadillas y con sueños,&lt;br /&gt;Nadie va a depositar la corona de laurel&lt;br /&gt;Mientras el silencio ahogue los gemidos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entre las puertas de hierro del destino,&lt;br /&gt;Las semillas del tiempo fueron sembradas,&lt;br /&gt;Y regadas por hazañas de aquellos&lt;br /&gt;Que conocen y son conocidos;&lt;br /&gt;El conocimiento es un amigo mortal&lt;br /&gt;Cuando nadie pone las reglas.&lt;br /&gt;La suerte de toda la humanidad, lo veo,&lt;br /&gt;Esta en manos de tontos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confusión será mi epitafio&lt;br /&gt;Mientras me arrastro en un sombrero roto y quebrado&lt;br /&gt;Si lo logramos podremos todos sentarnos&lt;br /&gt;y reír.&lt;br /&gt;Pero me temo que mañana estaré llorando&lt;br /&gt;Si me temo que mañana estaré llorando.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714491003572732962-516232984000991076?l=cancionparamidia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/feeds/516232984000991076/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/2010/03/king-crimson-epitaph.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714491003572732962.post-5145325292521873361</id><published>2010-03-14T16:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T16:19:31.265-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Interpol'/><title type='text'>Interpol - Obstacle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Interpol - Obstacle 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.tinypic.com/33o3cjq.jpg" border="0" alt="VicManiaco"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Artista: Interpol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Cancion: Obstacle 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Album: Turn On The Bright Lights (2002)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="100"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=b444fb7" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="300" height="100"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" summary="Tabla"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I wish I could eat the salt off of your lost faded lips &lt;br /&gt;We can cap the old times make playing only logical harm&lt;br /&gt;We can top the old lines make playing that nothing else will change&lt;br /&gt;Well she can read she can read she can read she can read She’s bad&lt;br /&gt;She can read she can read she can read She’s bad, Oh, She’s bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it’s different now that I’m poor and aging, &lt;br /&gt;I’ll never see this face again&lt;br /&gt;You’ll go stabbing yourself in the neck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We could find new ways of living make playing only logical harm&lt;br /&gt;We could top the old times clay-making that nothing else will change&lt;br /&gt;But she can read she can read she can read she can read She’s bad&lt;br /&gt;She can read she can read she can read She’s bad, Oh, She’s bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s different now that I’m poor and aging&lt;br /&gt;I’ll never see this place again&lt;br /&gt;You’ll go stabbing yourself in the neck&lt;br /&gt;But it’s different now that I’m poor and aging, &lt;br /&gt;I’ll never see this place again&lt;br /&gt;You’ll go stabbing yourself in the neck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s in the way that she poses&lt;br /&gt;It’s in the things that she puts in my hair&lt;br /&gt;Her stories are boring and stuff&lt;br /&gt;She’s always calling my bluff&lt;br /&gt;She puts, she puts the weights into my little heart&lt;br /&gt;And she gets in my room and she takes it apart&lt;br /&gt;She puts the weights into my little heart&lt;br /&gt;I say she puts the weights into my little heart.&lt;br /&gt;She packs it away [7x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s in the way that she was&lt;br /&gt;Her heaven is never enough&lt;br /&gt;She puts the weights in my heart&lt;br /&gt;She puts, oh she puts the weights into my little heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Ojala pudiera comer la sal de tus perdidos labios descoloridos&lt;br /&gt;Podemos cubrir los viejos tiempos jugando solo al daño lógico&lt;br /&gt;Podemos tapar viejas líneas jugando a que en nada mas cambiarán&lt;br /&gt;Pues ella puede leer puede leer puede leer puede leer Ella es mala&lt;br /&gt;Ella puede leer puede leer puede leer Ella es mala, Oh, Ella es mala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero es diferente ahora que soy pobre y viejo&lt;br /&gt;Nunca veré esa cara otra vez&lt;br /&gt;Te iras apuñalándote en el cuello&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Podríamos encontrar nuevas formas de vivir jugando solo al daño lógico&lt;br /&gt;Podríamos tapar los viejos tiempos de barro que en nada mas cambiarán&lt;br /&gt;Pero ella puede leer puede leer puede leer puede leer Ella es mala&lt;br /&gt;Ella puede leer puede leer puede leer Ella es mala, Oh, Ella es mala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es diferente ahora que soy pobre y viejo&lt;br /&gt;Nunca veré este lugar otra vez&lt;br /&gt;Te iras apuñalándote en el cuello&lt;br /&gt;Pero es diferente ahora que soy pobre y viejo&lt;br /&gt;Nunca veré este lugar otra vez&lt;br /&gt;Te iras apuñalándote en el cuello&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta en la manera que ella posa&lt;br /&gt;Esta en las cosas que ella pone en mis cabello&lt;br /&gt;Sus historias son aburridas y disparatadas&lt;br /&gt;Ella siempre me reta a que cumpla mis fanfarronadas&lt;br /&gt;Ella le pone, le pone las pesas a mi pequeño corazón&lt;br /&gt;Y entra en mi cuarto y lo destroza &lt;br /&gt;Ella le pone las pesas a mi pequeño corazón&lt;br /&gt;Lo digo, ella le pone las pesas a mi pequeño corazón&lt;br /&gt;Ella lo guarda [7x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta en la forma en que ella era&lt;br /&gt;Su cielo nunca es suficiente&lt;br /&gt;Ella le pone las pesas a mi corazón&lt;br /&gt;Ella le pone, oh ella pone las pesas a mi pequeño corazón. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714491003572732962-5145325292521873361?l=cancionparamidia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/feeds/5145325292521873361/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714491003572732962.post-1248125764259200793</id><published>2010-03-12T16:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T16:32:22.983-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Placebo'/><title type='text'>Placebo - Meds</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Placebo - Meds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i40.tinypic.com/250jyag.jpg" border="0" alt="VicManiaco"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Artista: Placebo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Cancion: Meds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Album: Meds (2006)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="100"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=c164e48" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="300" height="100"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" summary="Tabla"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I was alone, Falling free,&lt;br /&gt;Trying my best not to forget &lt;br /&gt;What happened to us, &lt;br /&gt;What happened to me, &lt;br /&gt;What happened as I let it slip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was confused by the powers that be,&lt;br /&gt;Forgetting names and faces.&lt;br /&gt;Passersby were looking at me&lt;br /&gt;As if they could erase it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby did you forget to take your meds?&lt;br /&gt;Baby did you forget to take your meds?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was alone, &lt;br /&gt;Staring over the ledge,&lt;br /&gt;Trying my best not to forget&lt;br /&gt;All manner of joy &lt;br /&gt;All manner of glee &lt;br /&gt;And our one heroic pledge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How it mattered to us,&lt;br /&gt;How it mattered to me, &lt;br /&gt;And the consequences&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was confused,&lt;br /&gt;By the birds and the bees&lt;br /&gt;Forgetting if I meant it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby did you forget to take your meds? [x4]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the sex and the drugs and the complications [x4]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby did you forget to take your meds? [x6]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was alone,&lt;br /&gt;Falling free,&lt;br /&gt;Trying my best not to forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Estaba solo, cayendo&lt;br /&gt;Haciendo lo mejor para no olvidar&lt;br /&gt;Que nos ocurre?&lt;br /&gt;Que me ocurre?&lt;br /&gt;Que sucedió mientras lo deje ir?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estaba confundido por aquellos poderes&lt;br /&gt;Olvidando nombres y caras&lt;br /&gt;La gente me miraba&lt;br /&gt;Como si pudieran borrarlo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nene , ¿olvidaste tomar tus medicamentos?&lt;br /&gt;Nene , ¿olvidaste tomar tus medicamentos?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estaba solo&lt;br /&gt;Mirando fijamente el fin&lt;br /&gt;Haciendo lo mejor para no olvidar&lt;br /&gt;Todas las formas de la alegría&lt;br /&gt;Todas las formas de la felicidad&lt;br /&gt;Y nuestro único compromiso heroico&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como nos importaba&lt;br /&gt;Como me importaba&lt;br /&gt;Y las consecuencias&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estaba confundido&lt;br /&gt;Por los pájaros y las abejas&lt;br /&gt;Olvidando si importaba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nene , ¿olvidaste tomar tus medicamentos? [x4]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y el sexo y las drogas y los problemas [x4]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nene , ¿olvidaste tomar tus medicamentos? [x6]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estaba solo&lt;br /&gt;Cayendo&lt;br /&gt;Haciendo lo mejor para no olvidar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714491003572732962-1248125764259200793?l=cancionparamidia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/feeds/1248125764259200793/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/2010/03/placebo-meds.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714491003572732962/posts/default/1248125764259200793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714491003572732962/posts/default/1248125764259200793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/2010/03/placebo-meds.html' title='Placebo - Meds'/><author><name>VicManiaco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10462094991450423343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b14XIM0zeHU/S3__zqa_puI/AAAAAAAAAjo/K27Nfo0pODA/S220/HJC+2.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i40.tinypic.com/250jyag_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714491003572732962.post-6066321521515211458</id><published>2010-03-11T17:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T17:00:56.398-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lou Reed'/><title type='text'>Lou Reed - Walk On The Wild Side</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Lou Reed - Walk On The Wild Side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i44.tinypic.com/12383ts.jpg" border="0" alt="VicManiaco"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Artista: Lou Reed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Cancion: Walk On The Wild Side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Album: Transformer (1972)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="100"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=ce3af84" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="300" height="100"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" summary="Tabla"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Holly came from Miami FLA &lt;br /&gt;Hitch-hiked her way across the USA. &lt;br /&gt;Plucked her eyebrows on the way &lt;br /&gt;Shaved her leg and then he was a she &lt;br /&gt;She said, hey babe, take a walk on the wild side, &lt;br /&gt;Said, hey honey, take a walk on the wild side. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Candy came from out on the island, &lt;br /&gt;In the backroom she was everybody's darling, &lt;br /&gt;But she never lost her head &lt;br /&gt;Even when she was given head &lt;br /&gt;She said, hey baby, take a walk on the wild side &lt;br /&gt;She said, hey babe, take a walk on the wild side &lt;br /&gt;And the coloured girls go, doo doo doo, doo ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Joe never once gave it away &lt;br /&gt;Everybody had to pay and pay &lt;br /&gt;A hustle here and a hustle there &lt;br /&gt;New York city is the place where they said: &lt;br /&gt;Hey babe, take a walk on the wild side &lt;br /&gt;I Said hey Joe, take a walk on the wild side &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sugar Plum Fairy came and hit the streets &lt;br /&gt;Lookin' for soul food and a place to eat &lt;br /&gt;Went to the Apollo &lt;br /&gt;You should have seen him go go go &lt;br /&gt;They said, hey Sugar, take a walk on the wild side &lt;br /&gt;I said, hey honey, take a walk on the wild side &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jackie is just speeding away &lt;br /&gt;Thought she was James Dean for a day &lt;br /&gt;Then I guess she had to crash &lt;br /&gt;Valium would have helped that dash &lt;br /&gt;She said, hey babe, take a walk on the wild side &lt;br /&gt;I said, hey honey, take a walk on the wild side &lt;br /&gt;And the coloured girls say doo doo doo, doo ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Holly llegó de Miami Florida&lt;br /&gt;Se atravesó todo E.E.U.U a dedo&lt;br /&gt;Se depiló las cejas en el camino&lt;br /&gt;Se afeitó las piernas y entonces se hizo ella&lt;br /&gt;Y dice, hey bebe, date una vuelta por el lado salvaje&lt;br /&gt;Dice, hey dulce, date una vuelta por el lado salvaje.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Candy llegó de Island&lt;br /&gt;En la pieza de atrás era la querida de todos&lt;br /&gt;Pero nunca perdió la cabeza&lt;br /&gt;Ni siquiera cuando la chupaba&lt;br /&gt;Dice, hey bebe, date una vuelta por el lado salvaje&lt;br /&gt;Dice el bebe, date una vuelta por el lado salvaje&lt;br /&gt;Y las chicas de color dicen, du,du,du,du...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El pequeño Joe nunca la regalaba&lt;br /&gt;Todo el mundo tenía que pagar y pagar,&lt;br /&gt;Un polvo acá, un polvo allá&lt;br /&gt;La ciudad de Nueva York es donde se dice&lt;br /&gt;Hey bebe, date una vuelta por el lado salvaje&lt;br /&gt;Y yo digo, hey Joe, date una vuelta por el lado salvaje.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sugar Plum Fairy llegó y salió a la calle&lt;br /&gt;Buscando comida para el alma, y un lugar donde comer&lt;br /&gt;Fue al Apollo&lt;br /&gt;Deberías haberla visto, bailar&lt;br /&gt;Ellos decían, hey Sugar, date una vuelta por el lado salvaje&lt;br /&gt;Y yo decía, hey dulce, date una vuelta por el lado salvaje.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jackie iba colgado de anfetas&lt;br /&gt;Se creyó era James Dean por un día&lt;br /&gt;Después se pegó un palo&lt;br /&gt;Creo que el Valium le habría ayudado a bajar&lt;br /&gt;Ella dijo, hey bebe, date una vuelta por el lado salvaje&lt;br /&gt;Y yo dije, hey dulce date una vuelta por el lado salvaje&lt;br /&gt;Y las chicas de color decían, du du du du...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714491003572732962-6066321521515211458?l=cancionparamidia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/feeds/6066321521515211458/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/2010/03/lou-reed-walk-on-wild-side.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714491003572732962/posts/default/6066321521515211458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714491003572732962/posts/default/6066321521515211458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/2010/03/lou-reed-walk-on-wild-side.html' title='Lou Reed - Walk On The Wild Side'/><author><name>VicManiaco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10462094991450423343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b14XIM0zeHU/S3__zqa_puI/AAAAAAAAAjo/K27Nfo0pODA/S220/HJC+2.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i44.tinypic.com/12383ts_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714491003572732962.post-5146412202733443520</id><published>2010-03-10T19:25:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T19:48:58.530-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Foo Fighters'/><title type='text'>Foo Fighters - My Hero</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Foo Fighters - My Hero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.tinypic.com/352i2yg.jpg" border="0" alt="VicManiaco"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Artista: Foo Fighters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Cancion: My Hero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Album: The Colour And The Shape (1997)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="100"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=a732773" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="300" height="100"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" summary="Tabla"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Too alarming now to talk about&lt;br /&gt;Take your pictures down and shake it out&lt;br /&gt;Truth or consequence say it aloud&lt;br /&gt;Use that evidence race it around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There goes my hero&lt;br /&gt;Watch him as he goes&lt;br /&gt;There goes my hero&lt;br /&gt;He's ordinary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't the best of them bleed it out&lt;br /&gt;While the rest of them peter out&lt;br /&gt;Truth or consequence say it aloud&lt;br /&gt;Use that evidence race it around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There goes my hero&lt;br /&gt;Watch him as he goes&lt;br /&gt;There goes my hero&lt;br /&gt;He's ordinary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kudos my hero leaving all the best&lt;br /&gt;You know my hero the one thats on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There goes my hero&lt;br /&gt;Watch him as he goes&lt;br /&gt;There goes my hero&lt;br /&gt;He's ordinary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There goes my hero&lt;br /&gt;Watch him as he goes&lt;br /&gt;There goes my hero&lt;br /&gt;He's ordinary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Demasiado alarmante para hablar al respecto &lt;br /&gt;Toma tus fotografías y sacúdelo&lt;br /&gt;Verdad o consecuencia dilo en voz alta&lt;br /&gt;Usa esa prueba y corre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahí va mi héroe&lt;br /&gt;Míralo mientras se va&lt;br /&gt;Ahí va mi héroe&lt;br /&gt;Es ordinario&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿No es que lo mejor de ellos sangra&lt;br /&gt;Mientras el resto de ellos decae?&lt;br /&gt;Verdad o consecuencia dilo en voz alta&lt;br /&gt;Usa esa prueba y corre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahí va mi héroe&lt;br /&gt;Míralo mientras se va&lt;br /&gt;Ahí va mi héroe&lt;br /&gt;Es ordinario&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El prestigio mi héroe dejando todo lo mejor&lt;br /&gt;Tu sabes, mi héroe, el que está ahí? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahí va mi héroe&lt;br /&gt;Míralo mientras se va&lt;br /&gt;Ahí va mi héroe&lt;br /&gt;Es ordinario&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahí va mi héroe&lt;br /&gt;Míralo mientras se va&lt;br /&gt;Ahí va mi 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href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/2010/03/foo-fighters-my-hero-artista-foo.html' title='Foo Fighters - My Hero'/><author><name>VicManiaco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10462094991450423343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b14XIM0zeHU/S3__zqa_puI/AAAAAAAAAjo/K27Nfo0pODA/S220/HJC+2.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i43.tinypic.com/352i2yg_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714491003572732962.post-6570609031507724140</id><published>2010-03-09T17:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T17:28:43.053-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blur'/><title type='text'>Blur - Parklife</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Blur - Parklife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.tinypic.com/jju2wp.jpg" border="0" alt="VicManiaco"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Artista: Blur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Cancion: Parklife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Album: Parklife (1994)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="100"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=a9ec7af" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="300" height="100"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" summary="Tabla"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(Shouting in reverse)&lt;br /&gt;Confidence is a preference for the habitual voyeur of what is known as (parklife) &lt;br /&gt;And morning soup can be avoided if you take a route straight through what is known as &lt;br /&gt;(parklife) &lt;br /&gt;John's got brewers droop he gets intimidated by the dirty pigeons they love a bit of it &lt;br /&gt;(parklife) &lt;br /&gt;Who's that gut lord marching... you should cut down on your porklife mate... get some &lt;br /&gt;exercise &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the people &lt;br /&gt;So many people &lt;br /&gt;They all go hand in hand &lt;br /&gt;Hand in hand through their parklife &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know what I mean &lt;br /&gt;I get up when I want except on wednesdays when I get rudely awakened by the dustmen &lt;br /&gt;(parklife) &lt;br /&gt;I put my trousers on, have a cup of tea and I think about leaving the house (parklife) &lt;br /&gt;I feed the pigeons I sometimes feed the sparrows too &lt;br /&gt;it gives me a sense of enormous well being (parklife) &lt;br /&gt;And then i'm happy for the rest of the day safe in the knowledge &lt;br /&gt;there will always be a bit of my heart devoted to it (parklife)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the people &lt;br /&gt;So many people &lt;br /&gt;They all go hand in hand &lt;br /&gt;Hand in hand through their parklife &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parklife (parklife) &lt;br /&gt;Parklife (parklife) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's got nothing to do with vorsprung durch technic you know &lt;br /&gt;And it's not about you joggers who go round and round and round &lt;br /&gt;Parklife (parklife) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the people &lt;br /&gt;So many people &lt;br /&gt;They all go hand in hand &lt;br /&gt;Hand in hand through their parklife (x2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(Gritando a la inversa) &lt;br /&gt;La confianza es una preferencia por el mirón habitual de lo que se conoce como (Parklife) &lt;br /&gt;Y la sopa de la mañana se puede evitar si se toma una ruta recta a través de lo que se conoce como &lt;br /&gt;(Parklife) &lt;br /&gt;Obtuvo Juan cerveceros caída que se intimida por las palomas sucias que les encanta un poco de ella &lt;br /&gt;(Parklife) &lt;br /&gt;¿Quién es ese señor gut marchando ... usted debe reducir su compañero de porklife ... obtener algunos &lt;br /&gt;ejercicio &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todas las personas &lt;br /&gt;Mucha gente &lt;br /&gt;Todos se van de la mano &lt;br /&gt;De la mano a través de sus parklife &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lo que quiero decir &lt;br /&gt;Me levanto cuando quiero excepto los miércoles cuando llegue despertados bruscamente por los basureros &lt;br /&gt;(Parklife) &lt;br /&gt;Le puse los pantalones, una taza de té y pienso en salir de la casa (Parklife) &lt;br /&gt;Doy de comer a las palomas que a veces también de comer a los gorriones &lt;br /&gt;me da una enorme sensación de bienestar (Parklife) &lt;br /&gt;Y entonces me siento feliz por el resto del día con la seguridad de &lt;br /&gt;siempre habrá un poco de mi corazón que se le dedica (Parklife) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todas las personas &lt;br /&gt;Mucha gente &lt;br /&gt;Todos se van de la mano &lt;br /&gt;De la mano a través de sus parklife &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parklife (Parklife) &lt;br /&gt;Parklife (Parklife) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No tiene nada que ver con la técnica Vorsprung durch sabes &lt;br /&gt;Y no se trata de que corredores que dan vueltas y vueltas y más vueltas &lt;br /&gt;Parklife (Parklife) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todas las personas &lt;br /&gt;Mucha gente &lt;br /&gt;Todos se van de la mano &lt;br /&gt;De la mano a través de sus Parklife (x2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714491003572732962-6570609031507724140?l=cancionparamidia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/feeds/6570609031507724140/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/2010/03/blur-parklife.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714491003572732962/posts/default/6570609031507724140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714491003572732962/posts/default/6570609031507724140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/2010/03/blur-parklife.html' title='Blur - Parklife'/><author><name>VicManiaco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10462094991450423343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b14XIM0zeHU/S3__zqa_puI/AAAAAAAAAjo/K27Nfo0pODA/S220/HJC+2.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i43.tinypic.com/jju2wp_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714491003572732962.post-2413924326517692033</id><published>2010-03-08T19:53:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T19:53:33.908-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Radiohead'/><title type='text'>Radiohead - Where I End and You Begin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Radiohead - Where I End and You Begin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i49.tinypic.com/11kjjo9.jpg" border="0" alt="VicManiaco"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Artista: Radiohead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Cancion: Where I End and You Begin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Album: Hail to the Thief (2003)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="100"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=1db2f2a" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="300" height="100"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" summary="Tabla"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;There's a gap in between &lt;br /&gt;There's a gap where we meet &lt;br /&gt;Where I end and you begin &lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for us &lt;br /&gt;The dinosaurs roam the earth &lt;br /&gt;The sky turns green &lt;br /&gt;Where I end and you begin &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am up in the clouds &lt;br /&gt;I am up in the clouds &lt;br /&gt;And I can't and I can't come down &lt;br /&gt;I can watch and can't take part &lt;br /&gt;Where I end and where you start &lt;br /&gt;Where you, you left me alone &lt;br /&gt;You left me alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X will mark the place &lt;br /&gt;Like the parting of the waves &lt;br /&gt;Like a house falling in the sea&lt;br /&gt;In the sea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will eat you alive &lt;br /&gt;I will eat you alive &lt;br /&gt;I will eat you alive &lt;br /&gt;I will eat you alive &lt;br /&gt;There will be no more lies &lt;br /&gt;There will be no more lies &lt;br /&gt;There will be no more lies &lt;br /&gt;There will be no more lies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Hay un espacio en medio&lt;br /&gt;Hay un espacio donde nos encontramos&lt;br /&gt;Donde yo termino y tú empiezas&lt;br /&gt;Lo siento por nosotros&lt;br /&gt;Los dinosaurios vagan por la Tierra&lt;br /&gt;El cielo se vuelve verde&lt;br /&gt;Donde yo termino y tú empiezas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estoy en lo alto de las nubes&lt;br /&gt;Estoy en lo alto de las nubes&lt;br /&gt;Y no puedo no puedo bajar&lt;br /&gt;Puedo mirar y no puedo tomar parte&lt;br /&gt;Donde yo termino y tú comienzas&lt;br /&gt;Donde tú, me dejaste solo&lt;br /&gt;Me dejaste solo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La X señalará el lugar&lt;br /&gt;Como el romper de las olas&lt;br /&gt;Como una casa cayendo en el mar&lt;br /&gt;En el mar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te comeré vivo&lt;br /&gt;Te comeré vivo&lt;br /&gt;Te comeré vivo&lt;br /&gt;Te comeré vivo&lt;br /&gt;No habrá más mentiras&lt;br /&gt;No habrá más mentiras&lt;br /&gt;No habrá más mentiras&lt;br /&gt;No habrá más mentiras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714491003572732962-2413924326517692033?l=cancionparamidia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/feeds/2413924326517692033/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/2010/03/radiohead-where-i-end-and-you-begin.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714491003572732962/posts/default/2413924326517692033'/><link 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Clash'/><title type='text'>The Clash - The Guns of Brixton</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;The Clash - The Guns of Brixton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.tinypic.com/10q9gy8.jpg" border="0" alt="VicManiaco"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Artista: The Clash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Cancion: The Guns of Brixton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Album: London Calling (1979)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="100"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=fb338d4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="300" height="100"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" summary="Tabla"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;When they kick at your front door&lt;br /&gt;How you going to come?&lt;br /&gt;With your hands on your head&lt;br /&gt;Or on the trigger of your gun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the law break in&lt;br /&gt;How you going to go?&lt;br /&gt;Shot down on the pavement&lt;br /&gt;Or waiting on death row?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can crush us&lt;br /&gt;You can bruise us&lt;br /&gt;But you'll have to answer to&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the guns of Brixton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The money feels good&lt;br /&gt;And your life, you like it well&lt;br /&gt;But surely your time will come&lt;br /&gt;As in heaven, as in hell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, he feels like Ivan&lt;br /&gt;Born under the Brixton sun&lt;br /&gt;His game is called surviving&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the harder they come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know it means no mercy&lt;br /&gt;They caught him with a gun&lt;br /&gt;No need for the Black Maria&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye to the Brixton sun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can crush us&lt;br /&gt;You can bruise us&lt;br /&gt;Yes, even shoot us&lt;br /&gt;But oh, the guns of Brixton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they kick at your front door&lt;br /&gt;How you going to come?&lt;br /&gt;With your hands on your head&lt;br /&gt;Or on the trigger of your gun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can crush us&lt;br /&gt;You can bruise us&lt;br /&gt;Yes, even shoot us&lt;br /&gt;But oh, the guns of Brixton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shot down on the pavement&lt;br /&gt;Waiting in death row&lt;br /&gt;His game is called surviving&lt;br /&gt;As in heaven, as in hell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can crush us&lt;br /&gt;You can bruise us&lt;br /&gt;But you'll have to answer to&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the guns of Brixton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Cuando aporreen tu puerta&lt;br /&gt;¿Cómo vas a salir?&lt;br /&gt;¿Con las manos detrás de la cabeza&lt;br /&gt;O en el gatillo de tu pistola?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando la ley irrumpa&lt;br /&gt;¿Cómo te vas a ir?&lt;br /&gt;¿Abatido a tiros sobre la acera&lt;br /&gt;O esperando en el corredor de la muerte?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Podéis aplastarnos&lt;br /&gt;Podéis magullarnos&lt;br /&gt;Pero tendréis que responder&lt;br /&gt;A las pistolas de Brixton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El dinero va de perlas&lt;br /&gt;Y tu vida, la aprecias mucho&lt;br /&gt;Pero seguramente llegará tu hora&lt;br /&gt;Tanto en el cielo como en el infierno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya ves, se siente como Ivan&lt;br /&gt;Nacido bajo el sol de Brixton&lt;br /&gt;Su juego se llama supervivencia&lt;br /&gt;Al final de "Balada Sangrienta"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabes que significa sin piedad&lt;br /&gt;Le cogieron con una pistola&lt;br /&gt;No hace falta el furgón policial&lt;br /&gt;Adiós al sol de Brixton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Podéis aplastarnos&lt;br /&gt;Podéis magullarnos&lt;br /&gt;Sí, hasta dispararnos&lt;br /&gt;Pero oh, las pistolas de Brixton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abatido a tiros sobre la acera&lt;br /&gt;Esperando en el corredor de la muerte&lt;br /&gt;Su juego se llama supervivencia&lt;br /&gt;Tanto en el cielo como en el infierno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Podéis aplastarnos&lt;br /&gt;Podéis magullarnos&lt;br /&gt;Pero tendréis que responder&lt;br /&gt;A las pistolas de Brixton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Abatido a tiros sobre la acera&lt;br /&gt;esperando en el corredor de la muerte?&lt;br /&gt;Su juego se llama supervivencia&lt;br /&gt;Tanto en el cielo como en el infierno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Podéis aplastarnos&lt;br /&gt;Podéis magullarnos&lt;br /&gt;Pero tendréis que responder&lt;br /&gt;A las pistolas de Brixton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714491003572732962-1323967218111668262?l=cancionparamidia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/feeds/1323967218111668262/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/2010/03/clash-guns-of-brixton.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714491003572732962/posts/default/1323967218111668262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714491003572732962/posts/default/1323967218111668262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/2010/03/clash-guns-of-brixton.html' title='The Clash - The Guns of Brixton'/><author><name>VicManiaco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10462094991450423343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b14XIM0zeHU/S3__zqa_puI/AAAAAAAAAjo/K27Nfo0pODA/S220/HJC+2.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i45.tinypic.com/10q9gy8_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714491003572732962.post-8367414366088105497</id><published>2010-03-06T17:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T17:03:03.925-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Beatles'/><title type='text'>The Beatles - Happiness is a Warm Gun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;The Beatles - Happiness is a Warm Gun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i48.tinypic.com/igcfur.jpg" border="0" alt="VicManiaco"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Artista: The Beatles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Cancion: Happiness is a Warm Gun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Album: The Beatles (The White Album) (1968)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="100"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=9c12bce" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="300" height="100"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" summary="Tabla"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;She's not a girl who misses much&lt;br /&gt;Do do do do do do do do&lt;br /&gt;She's well acquainted with the touch of the velvet hand&lt;br /&gt;Like a lizard on a window pane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man in the crowd with the multicoloured mirrors&lt;br /&gt;On his hobnail boots&lt;br /&gt;Lying with his eyes while his hands are busy&lt;br /&gt;Working overtime&lt;br /&gt;A soap impression of his wife which he ate&lt;br /&gt;And donated to the Nation Trust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a fix 'cause I'm going down&lt;br /&gt;Down to the bits that I left uptown&lt;br /&gt;I need a fix cause I'm going down&lt;br /&gt;Mother Superior jump the gun&lt;br /&gt;Mother Superior jump the gun&lt;br /&gt;Mother Superior jump the gun&lt;br /&gt;Mother Superior jump the gun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness is a warm gun&lt;br /&gt;Happiness is a warm gun&lt;br /&gt;When I hold you in my arms&lt;br /&gt;And I feel my finger on your trigger&lt;br /&gt;I know no one can do me no harm&lt;br /&gt;Because happiness is a warm gun&lt;br /&gt;-Yes it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Es una de esas chicas que no se pierde mucho&lt;br /&gt;du du du du du oh yea&lt;br /&gt;sabe muy bien lo que es el tacto de una mano de terciopelo.&lt;br /&gt;como un lagarto en el cristal de la ventana&lt;br /&gt;el hombre en la muchedumbre con espejos multicolores &lt;br /&gt;en sus botas claveteadas&lt;br /&gt;miente con los ojos &lt;br /&gt;mientras sus manos estan ocupadas haciendo horas extras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;una impresion jabonosa de su mujer, a la que se comio y dono a la fundacion nacional.&lt;br /&gt;necesito una dosis porque voy de bajada&lt;br /&gt;hecho polvo desde que baje de ahi arriba&lt;br /&gt;necesito una dosis porque voy de bajada&lt;br /&gt;madre superiosa, desenfunda ya&lt;br /&gt;madre superiosa, desenfunda ya&lt;br /&gt;madre superiosa, desenfunda ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la felicidad es un arma caliente&lt;br /&gt;la felicidad es un arma caliente&lt;br /&gt;cuando te tomo en mis brazos,&lt;br /&gt;y siento mi dedo en tu gatillo&lt;br /&gt;se que nadie puede hacerme daño&lt;br /&gt;Porque la felicidad es un arma caliente&lt;br /&gt;Porque la felicidad es un arma caliente,&lt;br /&gt;si que lo es&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Gun'/><author><name>VicManiaco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10462094991450423343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b14XIM0zeHU/S3__zqa_puI/AAAAAAAAAjo/K27Nfo0pODA/S220/HJC+2.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i48.tinypic.com/igcfur_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714491003572732962.post-2597112059168297765</id><published>2010-03-05T15:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T15:05:01.736-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elliott Smith'/><title type='text'>Elliott Smith - Between the Bars</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Elliott Smith - Between the Bars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i49.tinypic.com/t0ry1k.jpg" border="0" alt="VicManiaco"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Artista: Elliott Smith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Cancion: Between the bars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Album: Either Or (1997)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="100"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=094d469" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="300" height="100"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" summary="Tabla"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Drink up, baby, stay up all night&lt;br /&gt;The things you could do, you won't but you might&lt;br /&gt;The potential you'll be that you'll never see&lt;br /&gt;The promises you'll only make&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drink up with me now and forget all &lt;br /&gt;about the pressure of days&lt;br /&gt;Do what I say and I'll make you okay and drive them away&lt;br /&gt;The images stuck in your head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People you've been before &lt;br /&gt;that you don't want around anymore&lt;br /&gt;That push and shove and won't bend to your will&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep them still&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drink up, baby, look at the stars, &lt;br /&gt;I'll kiss you again&lt;br /&gt;Between the bars where I'm seeing you&lt;br /&gt;There with your hands in the air &lt;br /&gt;waiting to finally be caught&lt;br /&gt;Drink up one more time and I'll make you mine&lt;br /&gt;Keep you apart deep in my heart &lt;br /&gt;separate from the rest&lt;br /&gt;Where I like you the best&lt;br /&gt;And keep the things you forgot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people you've been before &lt;br /&gt;that you don't want around anymore&lt;br /&gt;That push and shove and won't bend to your will&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep them still.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Bebe, nena, quédate toda la noche&lt;br /&gt;Las cosas que podrías hacer, que no harás pero que debes&lt;br /&gt;Lo potencial que serás y que nunca verás&lt;br /&gt;Las promesas que sólo harás&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bebe conmigo y olvídate de todo&lt;br /&gt;La presión de los días&lt;br /&gt;Haz lo que te digo y te pondrás bien, &lt;br /&gt;Me llevaré las imágenes clavadas en tu cabeza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La gente que tú has sido antes&lt;br /&gt;Que ya no quieres cerca nunca más&lt;br /&gt;Que empuja y aviva y no se doblará a tu voluntad&lt;br /&gt;Todavía la recuerdo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bebe, nena, mira las estrellas&lt;br /&gt;Te besaré otra vez &lt;br /&gt;entre los barrotes donde te estoy viendo&lt;br /&gt;Aquí, con tus manos en el aire &lt;br /&gt;Esperando finalmente a ser atrapadas&lt;br /&gt;Bebe una vez más y te haré mía&lt;br /&gt;Te apartaré en lo profundo de mi corazón,&lt;br /&gt;Separada del resto, &lt;br /&gt;donde eres la mejor para mí&lt;br /&gt;Y guarda las cosas que olvidaste&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La gente que tú has sido antes&lt;br /&gt;Que ya no quieres cerca nunca más&lt;br /&gt;Que empuja y aviva y no se doblará a tu voluntad&lt;br /&gt;Todavía la recuerdo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714491003572732962-2597112059168297765?l=cancionparamidia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b14XIM0zeHU/S3__zqa_puI/AAAAAAAAAjo/K27Nfo0pODA/S220/HJC+2.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i49.tinypic.com/t0ry1k_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714491003572732962.post-1675789080283096514</id><published>2010-03-04T12:33:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T12:35:28.517-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Smashing Pumpkins'/><title type='text'>The Smashing Pumpkins - Bullet With Butterfly Wings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;The Smashing Pumpkins - Bullet With Butterfly Wings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.tinypic.com/9llgmt.jpg" border="0" alt="VicManiaco"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Artista: The Smashing Pumpkins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Cancion: Bullet With Butterfly Wings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Album: Mellon Collie And The Infinite Sadness: Dawn To Dusk (2009)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="100"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=550bc66" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="300" height="100"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" summary="Tabla"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;The world is a vampire, sent to drain&lt;br /&gt;Secret destroyers, hold you up to the flames&lt;br /&gt;And what do I get for my pain?&lt;br /&gt;Betrayed desires, and a piece of the game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I know - I suppose I'll show&lt;br /&gt;All my cool and cold - like old job&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite all my rage I am still just a rat in a cage&lt;br /&gt;Despite all my rage I am still just a rat in a cage&lt;br /&gt;Then someone will say what is lost can never be saved&lt;br /&gt;Despite all my rage I am still just a rat in a cage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm naked, nothing but an animal&lt;br /&gt;But can you fake it, for just one more show?&lt;br /&gt;And what do you want?&lt;br /&gt;I want to change&lt;br /&gt;And what have you got, when you feel the same?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I know - I suppose I'll show&lt;br /&gt;All my cool and cold - like old job&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me I'm the only one&lt;br /&gt;Tell me there's no other one&lt;br /&gt;Jesus was the only son, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me I'm the chosen one&lt;br /&gt;Jesus was the only son for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I still believe that I cannot be saved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;El mundo es un vampiro, destinado a drenarse&lt;br /&gt;Secretos destructivos, espera a arder&lt;br /&gt;¿Y que consigo para mi dolor?&lt;br /&gt;Deseos traicionados y una pieza del juego&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aún cuando sé – Supongo que demostraré&lt;br /&gt;Toda mi frialdad – como un viejo trabajo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pesar de toda mi rabia solo sigo siendo una rata enjaulada&lt;br /&gt;A pesar de toda mi rabia solo sigo siendo una rata enjaulada&lt;br /&gt;Entonces alguien dirá que está perdido que nunca podrá ser salvado&lt;br /&gt;A pesar de toda mi rabia solo sigo siendo una rata enjaulada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahora estoy desnudo no soy nada más que un animal&lt;br /&gt;¿Pero puedes fingir solo para una demostración más?&lt;br /&gt;¿Y qué quieres hacer?&lt;br /&gt;Quiero cambiar&lt;br /&gt;¿Y qué conseguiste, cuando te sientes igual?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aún cuando sé – Supongo que demostraré&lt;br /&gt;Toda mi frialdad – como un viejo trabajo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dime que soy el único&lt;br /&gt;Dime que no hay nadie más&lt;br /&gt;Jesús fue el único hijo, sí&lt;br /&gt;Dime que soy el único elegido&lt;br /&gt;Jesús fue el único hijo para ti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y sigo creyendo que no puedo ser salvado &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714491003572732962-1675789080283096514?l=cancionparamidia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/feeds/1675789080283096514/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/2010/03/smashing-pumpkins-bullet-with-butterfly.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714491003572732962/posts/default/1675789080283096514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714491003572732962/posts/default/1675789080283096514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/2010/03/smashing-pumpkins-bullet-with-butterfly.html' title='The Smashing Pumpkins - Bullet With Butterfly Wings'/><author><name>VicManiaco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10462094991450423343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b14XIM0zeHU/S3__zqa_puI/AAAAAAAAAjo/K27Nfo0pODA/S220/HJC+2.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i47.tinypic.com/9llgmt_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714491003572732962.post-1170974568615346175</id><published>2010-03-03T14:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T14:28:15.610-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Placebo'/><title type='text'>Placebo - Ashtray Hear</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Placebo - Ashtray Heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i48.tinypic.com/2cpdeno.jpg" border="0" alt="VicManiaco"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Artista: Placebo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Cancion: Ashtray Heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Album: Battle for the Sun (2009)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="100"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=b2ed6e6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="300" height="100"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" summary="Tabla"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Cenicero, Cenicero&lt;br /&gt;Mi corazón de cenicero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the birth and you are waste&lt;br /&gt;You are the one who took my place&lt;br /&gt;You took a jump into forever&lt;br /&gt;A leap of faith I could not take&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it was&lt;br /&gt;A leap of faith I could not take&lt;br /&gt;A promise that I could not make&lt;br /&gt;A leap of faith I could not take&lt;br /&gt;A promise that I could not make&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cenicero, Cenicero&lt;br /&gt;My ashtray heart&lt;br /&gt;Mi corazón de cenicero&lt;br /&gt;My ashtray heart&lt;br /&gt;Cenicero, Cenicero&lt;br /&gt;My ashtray heart&lt;br /&gt;Mi corazón de cenicero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were alone before we met&lt;br /&gt;No more forlorn than one could get&lt;br /&gt;How could we know we have found treasure?&lt;br /&gt;How sinister and how correct&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it was&lt;br /&gt;A leap of faith I could not take&lt;br /&gt;A promise that I could not make&lt;br /&gt;A leap of faith I could not take&lt;br /&gt;A promise that I could not make&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cenicero, Cenicero&lt;br /&gt;My ashtray heart&lt;br /&gt;Mi corazón de cenicero&lt;br /&gt;My ashtray heart&lt;br /&gt;Cenicero, Cenicero&lt;br /&gt;My ashtray heart&lt;br /&gt;Mi corazón de cenicero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tore the muscle from your chest&lt;br /&gt;And used it to stub out cigarettes&lt;br /&gt;I listened to your screams of pleasure&lt;br /&gt;And I watch the bedsheets turn blood red&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cenicero, Cenicero&lt;br /&gt;My ashtray heart&lt;br /&gt;Mi corazón de cenicero&lt;br /&gt;My ashtray heart&lt;br /&gt;Cenicero, Cenicero&lt;br /&gt;My ashtray heart&lt;br /&gt;Mi corazón de cenicero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cenicero, Cenicero&lt;br /&gt;My ashtray heart&lt;br /&gt;Mi corazón de cenicero&lt;br /&gt;My ashtray heart&lt;br /&gt;Cenicero, Cenicero&lt;br /&gt;My ashtray heart&lt;br /&gt;Mi corazón de cenicero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Cenicero, cenicero&lt;br /&gt;mi corazón de cenicero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eres el nacimiento y los residuos&lt;br /&gt;Eres el único que tomó mi lugar&lt;br /&gt;Diste un gran salto hasta la eternidad&lt;br /&gt;Un salto de fe que no podía tomar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y fue&lt;br /&gt;Un salto de fe que no podía tomar.&lt;br /&gt;Una promesa que no podía hacer.&lt;br /&gt;Un salto de fe que no podía tomar.&lt;br /&gt;Una promesa que no podía hacer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cenicero, Cenicero&lt;br /&gt;Mi corazón de cenicero&lt;br /&gt;Mi corazón de cenicero&lt;br /&gt;Mi corazón de cenicero&lt;br /&gt;Cenicero, Cenicero&lt;br /&gt;Mi corazón de cenicero&lt;br /&gt;Mi corazón de cenicero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estábamos solos antes de que nos conocimos&lt;br /&gt;No hay más tristeza que uno pudiera tomar&lt;br /&gt;¿Cómo podemos saber que hemos encontrado el tesoro?&lt;br /&gt;¿Cómo siniestro y cómo corregir...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y fue&lt;br /&gt;Un salto de fe que no podía tomar&lt;br /&gt;Una promesa que no podía hacer&lt;br /&gt;Un salto de fe que no podía tomar&lt;br /&gt;Una promesa que no podía hacer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cenicero, Cenicero&lt;br /&gt;Mi corazón de cenicero&lt;br /&gt;Mi corazón de cenicero&lt;br /&gt;Mi corazón de cenicero&lt;br /&gt;Cenicero, Cenicero&lt;br /&gt;Mi corazón de cenicero&lt;br /&gt;Mi corazón de cenicero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rompí el músculo de su pecho&lt;br /&gt;Y lo utilizó para apagar los cigarrillos&lt;br /&gt;He escuchado sus gritos de placer&lt;br /&gt;Y veo las sábanas color rojo sangre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cenicero, Cenicero&lt;br /&gt;Mi corazón de cenicero&lt;br /&gt;Mi corazón de cenicero&lt;br /&gt;Mi corazón de cenicero&lt;br /&gt;Cenicero, Cenicero&lt;br /&gt;Mi corazón de cenicero&lt;br /&gt;Mi corazón de cenicero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cenicero, Cenicero&lt;br /&gt;Mi corazón de cenicero&lt;br /&gt;Mi corazón de cenicero&lt;br /&gt;Mi corazón de cenicero&lt;br /&gt;Cenicero, Cenicero&lt;br /&gt;Mi corazón de cenicero&lt;br /&gt;Mi corazón de cenicero.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714491003572732962-1170974568615346175?l=cancionparamidia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/feeds/1170974568615346175/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/2010/03/placebo-ashtray-hear.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714491003572732962/posts/default/1170974568615346175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714491003572732962/posts/default/1170974568615346175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/2010/03/placebo-ashtray-hear.html' title='Placebo - Ashtray Hear'/><author><name>VicManiaco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10462094991450423343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b14XIM0zeHU/S3__zqa_puI/AAAAAAAAAjo/K27Nfo0pODA/S220/HJC+2.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i48.tinypic.com/2cpdeno_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714491003572732962.post-204459536162094805</id><published>2010-03-02T19:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T19:08:09.757-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Florence And The Machine'/><title type='text'>Florence And The Machine - Kiss With A Fist</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Florence And The Machine - Kiss With A Fist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i49.tinypic.com/21obfxc.jpg" border="0" alt="VicManiaco"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Artista: Florence And The Machine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Cancion: Kiss With A Fist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Album: Lungs (2009)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="100"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=bf052cb" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="300" height="100"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" summary="Tabla"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;you hit me once&lt;br /&gt;i hit you back &lt;br /&gt;you gave a kick&lt;br /&gt;i gave a slap&lt;br /&gt;you smashed a plate &lt;br /&gt;over my head&lt;br /&gt;then i set fire to our bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you hit me once&lt;br /&gt;i hit you back &lt;br /&gt;you gave a kick&lt;br /&gt;i gave a slap&lt;br /&gt;you smashed a plate &lt;br /&gt;over my head&lt;br /&gt;then i set fire to our bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My black eye casts no shadow&lt;br /&gt;your red eye sees no pain&lt;br /&gt;your slaps don't stick&lt;br /&gt;your kicks don't hit&lt;br /&gt;so we remain the same&lt;br /&gt;blood sticks and&lt;br /&gt;sweat drips&lt;br /&gt;break the lock if it don't fit&lt;br /&gt;a kick in the teeth is good for some&lt;br /&gt;a kiss with a fist is better than none&lt;br /&gt;a kiss with a fist is better than none&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;broke your jaw once before spilt your blood upon the floor&lt;br /&gt;you broke my leg in return&lt;br /&gt;sit back and watch the bed burn&lt;br /&gt;well love sticks sweat drips&lt;br /&gt;break the lock if it don't fit&lt;br /&gt;a kick in the teeth is good for some&lt;br /&gt;a kiss with a fist is better than none&lt;br /&gt;a kiss with a fist is better than none&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you hit me once&lt;br /&gt;i hit you back &lt;br /&gt;you gave a kick&lt;br /&gt;i gave a slap&lt;br /&gt;you smashed a plate over my head&lt;br /&gt;then i set fire to our bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you hit me once&lt;br /&gt;i hit you back &lt;br /&gt;you gave a kick&lt;br /&gt;i gave a slap&lt;br /&gt;you smashed a plate over my head&lt;br /&gt;then i set fire to our bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Me pegaste una vez&lt;br /&gt;Yo te devolví el golpe&lt;br /&gt;Diste una patada&lt;br /&gt;Yo dí una bofetada&lt;br /&gt;Rompiste un plato&lt;br /&gt;Contra mi cabeza&lt;br /&gt;Entonces yo le prendí fuego a nuestra cama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me pegaste una vez&lt;br /&gt;Yo te devolví el golpe&lt;br /&gt;Diste una patada&lt;br /&gt;Yo dí una bofetada&lt;br /&gt;Rompiste un plato&lt;br /&gt;Contra mi cabeza&lt;br /&gt;Entonces yo le prendí fuego a nuestra cama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi ojo morado no proyecta sombra&lt;br /&gt;Tu ojo enrojecido no ve dolor&lt;br /&gt;Tus bofetadas no aguantan&lt;br /&gt;Tus patadas no hacen daño&lt;br /&gt;Así que seguimos igual&lt;br /&gt;Palos ensangrentados y&lt;br /&gt;gotas de sudor&lt;br /&gt;Rompe la cerradura si no cabe&lt;br /&gt;Una patada en los dientes es buena para algunos&lt;br /&gt;Un beso con un puño es mejor que ninguno&lt;br /&gt;Un beso con un puño es mejor que ninguno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te rompí la mandíbula una vez derramé tu sangre en el suelo&lt;br /&gt;Me la devolviste rompiéndome la pierna&lt;br /&gt;Siéntate y mira cómo arde la cama&lt;br /&gt;Bueno el amor te pega gotas de sudor&lt;br /&gt;Rompe la cerradura si no cabe&lt;br /&gt;Una patada en los dientes es buena para algunos&lt;br /&gt;Un beso con un puño es mejor que ninguno&lt;br /&gt;Un beso con un puño es mejor que ninguno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me pegaste una vez&lt;br /&gt;Yo te devolví el golpe&lt;br /&gt;Diste una patada&lt;br /&gt;Yo dí una bofetada&lt;br /&gt;Rompiste un plato Contra mi cabeza&lt;br /&gt;Entonces yo le prendí fuego a nuestra cama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me pegaste una vez&lt;br /&gt;Yo te devolví el golpe&lt;br /&gt;Diste una patada&lt;br /&gt;Yo dí una bofetada&lt;br /&gt;Rompiste un plato Contra mi cabeza&lt;br /&gt;Entonces yo le prendí fuego a nuestra cama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div 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Fist'/><author><name>VicManiaco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10462094991450423343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b14XIM0zeHU/S3__zqa_puI/AAAAAAAAAjo/K27Nfo0pODA/S220/HJC+2.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i49.tinypic.com/21obfxc_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714491003572732962.post-1958714714070830319</id><published>2010-03-01T17:11:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T17:11:34.238-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Mars Volta'/><title type='text'>The Mars Volta - The Widow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;The Mars Volta - The Widow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i49.tinypic.com/dq57iw.jpg" border="0" alt="VicManiaco"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Artista: The Mars Volta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Cancion: The Widow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Album: Frances the Mute (2005)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="100"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=c3addc4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="300" height="100"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" summary="Tabla"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;He's got fasting black lungs&lt;br /&gt;Made of clove splintered shardes&lt;br /&gt;They're the kind that will talk&lt;br /&gt;Through a wheezing of coughs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I hear him every night&lt;br /&gt;In every pore&lt;br /&gt;And every time he just makes me warm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freeze without an answer&lt;br /&gt;Free from all the shame&lt;br /&gt;Must I hide?&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'll never&lt;br /&gt;Never sleep alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at how they flock to him&lt;br /&gt;From an isle of open sores&lt;br /&gt;He knows that the taste is such&lt;br /&gt;Such to die for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I hear him every night&lt;br /&gt;On every street&lt;br /&gt;The scales that do slither&lt;br /&gt;Deliver me from…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freeze without an answer&lt;br /&gt;Free from all the shame&lt;br /&gt;Then I'll hide&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'll never&lt;br /&gt;Never sleep alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh lord&lt;br /&gt;Said I'm bloodshot for sure&lt;br /&gt;Pale runs the ghost&lt;br /&gt;Swollen on the shore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every night&lt;br /&gt;in every pore&lt;br /&gt;The scales that do slither&lt;br /&gt;Deliver me from…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freeze without an answer&lt;br /&gt;Free from all the shame&lt;br /&gt;Then I'll hide&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'll never&lt;br /&gt;Never sleep alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freeze without an answer&lt;br /&gt;Free from all the shame&lt;br /&gt;Let me die&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'll never&lt;br /&gt;Never sleep alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Él tiene negros pulmones de ayuno&lt;br /&gt;Hecho de astillados fragmentos de clavo &lt;br /&gt;Son del tipo que hablara&lt;br /&gt;A través de un jadeo de tosidos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y le escucho todas las noches&lt;br /&gt;En cada poro&lt;br /&gt;Y cada vez él solo me calienta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congelar sin una respuesta&lt;br /&gt;Libre de toda vergüenza&lt;br /&gt;¿Debo ocultarme?&lt;br /&gt;Porque yo nunca&lt;br /&gt;Nunca dormiré solo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mira la forma en que acuden a él&lt;br /&gt;Desde una isla de llagas abiertas&lt;br /&gt;Él sabe que el sabor es tal&lt;br /&gt;Como para morir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y le escucho todas las noches&lt;br /&gt;En cada calle&lt;br /&gt;Las escalas que hacen deslizar&lt;br /&gt;Líbrame de ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congelar sin una respuesta&lt;br /&gt;Libre de toda la vergüenza&lt;br /&gt;Despues me ocultare&lt;br /&gt;Porque yo nunca&lt;br /&gt;Nunca dormiré solo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Señor&lt;br /&gt;Dice que seguro estoy inyectado de sangre&lt;br /&gt;Pálido corre el fantasma&lt;br /&gt;Hinchado en la costa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cada noche&lt;br /&gt;en cada poro&lt;br /&gt;Las escalas que hacen deslizar&lt;br /&gt;Líbrame de ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congelar sin una respuesta&lt;br /&gt;Libre de toda vergüenza&lt;br /&gt;Despues me ocultare&lt;br /&gt;Porque yo nunca&lt;br /&gt;Nunca dormiré solo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congelar sin una respuesta&lt;br /&gt;Libre de toda vergüenza&lt;br /&gt;Déjame morir&lt;br /&gt;Porque yo nunca&lt;br /&gt;Nunca dormiré solo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714491003572732962-1958714714070830319?l=cancionparamidia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/feeds/1958714714070830319/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/2010/03/mars-volta-widow.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714491003572732962/posts/default/1958714714070830319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714491003572732962/posts/default/1958714714070830319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/2010/03/mars-volta-widow.html' title='The Mars Volta - The Widow'/><author><name>VicManiaco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10462094991450423343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b14XIM0zeHU/S3__zqa_puI/AAAAAAAAAjo/K27Nfo0pODA/S220/HJC+2.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i49.tinypic.com/dq57iw_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714491003572732962.post-6456676274124405675</id><published>2010-02-26T11:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T11:54:24.029-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Modest Mouse'/><title type='text'>Modest Mouse - Float On</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Modest Mouse - Float on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.tinypic.com/fm83zd.jpg" border="0" alt="VicManiaco"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Artista: Modest Mouse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Cancion: Float On&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Album: Good News For People Who Love Bad News (2004)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="100"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=a0f6ba6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="300" height="100"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" summary="Tabla"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I backed my car into a cop car the other day&lt;br /&gt;well, he just drove off - sometimes life's okay&lt;br /&gt;i ran my mouth off a bit too much, ah what did i say?&lt;br /&gt;well, you just laughed it off and it was all okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we'll all float on okay&lt;br /&gt;and we'll all float on okay&lt;br /&gt;and we'll all float on okay&lt;br /&gt;and we'll all float on anyway, well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fake jamaican took every last dime with that scam&lt;br /&gt;it was worth it just to learn some sleight of hand&lt;br /&gt;bad news comes, don't you worry even when it lands&lt;br /&gt;good news will work it way to all them plans&lt;br /&gt;we both got fired on, exactly, the same day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, we'll float on, good news is on the way&lt;br /&gt;And we'll all float on okay&lt;br /&gt;and we'll all float on okay&lt;br /&gt;and we'll all float on okay&lt;br /&gt;and we'll all float on alright&lt;br /&gt;Already we'll all float on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now don't you worry we'll all float on alright&lt;br /&gt;already we'll all float on alright&lt;br /&gt;don't worry we'll all float on Alright, already&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we'll all float on alright&lt;br /&gt;already we'll all float on alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't worry even if things end up a bit&lt;br /&gt;too heavy we'll all float on alright&lt;br /&gt;Already, we'll all float on alright&lt;br /&gt;already, we'll all float on okay&lt;br /&gt;don't worry, even if things get heavy&lt;br /&gt;we'll all float on alright&lt;br /&gt;Already, we'll all float on (alright!)&lt;br /&gt;now don't you worry, we'll all float on (alright!)&lt;br /&gt;we'll all float on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Di marcha atrás con mi coche contra un coche de la policía el otro día&lt;br /&gt;Bien, él acababa de irse, a veces la vida es estupenda&lt;br /&gt;Hablé más de la cuenta, oh qué dije&lt;br /&gt;Bien tú te lo tomaste a risa, eso fue todo, de acuerdo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y todos saldremos a flote, ok&lt;br /&gt;Y todos saldremos a flote, ok&lt;br /&gt;Y todos saldremos a flote, ok&lt;br /&gt;Y todos saldremos a flote de cualquier forma, bien&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bien, un falso jamaicano se llevó todo el dinero con ese timo&lt;br /&gt;Valía la pena aprender prestidigitación&lt;br /&gt;Las malas noticias llegan, no te preocupes incluso cuando llegan&lt;br /&gt;Las buenas noticias actúan a su manera para todos sus planes&lt;br /&gt;Los dos fuimos lanzados exactamente el mismo día&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y todos saldremos a flote, buenas en camino&lt;br /&gt;Y todos saldremos a flote, ok&lt;br /&gt;Y todos saldremos a flote, ok&lt;br /&gt;Y todos saldremos a flote, ok&lt;br /&gt;Y todos saldremos a flote, estupendo&lt;br /&gt;Y todos saldremos a flote ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahora no te preocupes, todos saldremos a flote&lt;br /&gt;Y todos saldremos a flote ya, estupendo&lt;br /&gt;Estupendo, no te preocupes que todos saldremos a flote&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y todos saldremos a flote bien&lt;br /&gt;Y todos saldremos a flote ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estupendo, no te preocupes incluso si las cosas acaban un poco mal&lt;br /&gt;todos saldremos a flote bien&lt;br /&gt;todos saldremos a flote ya&lt;br /&gt;todos saldremos a flote bien ya&lt;br /&gt;ok, no te preocupes que todos saldremos a flote&lt;br /&gt;incluso si las cosas se ponen feas todos saldremos a flote&lt;br /&gt;Estupendo, ya todos saldremos a flote&lt;br /&gt;no te preocupes que todos saldremos a flote&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714491003572732962-6456676274124405675?l=cancionparamidia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/feeds/6456676274124405675/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/2010/02/modest-mouse-float-on.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714491003572732962/posts/default/6456676274124405675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714491003572732962/posts/default/6456676274124405675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/2010/02/modest-mouse-float-on.html' title='Modest Mouse - Float On'/><author><name>VicManiaco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10462094991450423343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b14XIM0zeHU/S3__zqa_puI/AAAAAAAAAjo/K27Nfo0pODA/S220/HJC+2.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i45.tinypic.com/fm83zd_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714491003572732962.post-6225700024924249238</id><published>2010-02-25T18:09:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T18:11:33.832-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Flaming Lips'/><title type='text'>The Flaming Lips - Yeah Yeah Yeah Song</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;The Flaming Lips - Yeah Yeah Yeah Song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i48.tinypic.com/jfymfl.jpg" border="0" alt="VicManiaco"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Artista: The Flaming Lips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Cancion: Yeah Yeah Yeah Song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Album: At the War With The Mystics (2006)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="100"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=7973e60" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="300" height="100"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" summary="Tabla"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;If you could blow up the world &lt;br /&gt;With the flick of a switch&lt;br /&gt;Would you do it?&lt;br /&gt;(Yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah)&lt;br /&gt;If you could make everybody poor&lt;br /&gt;Just so you could be rich&lt;br /&gt;Would you do it?&lt;br /&gt;(Yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah).&lt;br /&gt;If you could watch everybody work&lt;br /&gt;While you just lay on your back&lt;br /&gt;Would you do it?&lt;br /&gt;(Yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah)&lt;br /&gt;If you could take all the love&lt;br /&gt;Without giving any back&lt;br /&gt;Would you do it?&lt;br /&gt;(Yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah).&lt;br /&gt;And so we cannot know ourselves&lt;br /&gt;Or what we'd really do.&lt;br /&gt;With all your power&lt;br /&gt;With all your power&lt;br /&gt;With all your power&lt;br /&gt;What would you do?&lt;br /&gt;With all your power&lt;br /&gt;With all your power&lt;br /&gt;With all your power&lt;br /&gt;What would you do?&lt;br /&gt;No no no no, no no no no.&lt;br /&gt;If you could make your own money&lt;br /&gt;And then give it to everybody&lt;br /&gt;Would you do it?&lt;br /&gt;(No no no no, no no no no)&lt;br /&gt;If you knew all the answers&lt;br /&gt;And could give to the masses&lt;br /&gt;Would you do it?&lt;br /&gt;(No no no no, no no no no).&lt;br /&gt;Are you crazy?&lt;br /&gt;It's a very dangerous thing to do&lt;br /&gt;Exactly what you want&lt;br /&gt;Because you cannot know yourself,&lt;br /&gt;Or what you'd really do.&lt;br /&gt;With all your power&lt;br /&gt;With all your power&lt;br /&gt;With all your power&lt;br /&gt;What would you do?&lt;br /&gt;Do do do do do (yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah) (x3)&lt;br /&gt;Do do do do do (yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah) (x3)&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah (x3)&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah (x3)&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah (aaaaaaaahhh...) (x3)&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah (aaaaaaaahhh...) (x3)&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah (aaaaaaaahhh...) (x3)&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah (aaaaaaaahhh...) (x3)&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah (aaaaaaaahhh...) (x3)&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah (aaaaaaaahhh...) (x3).&lt;br /&gt;With all your power&lt;br /&gt;With all your power&lt;br /&gt;With all your power&lt;br /&gt;What would you do?&lt;br /&gt;With all your power&lt;br /&gt;With all your power&lt;br /&gt;With all your power&lt;br /&gt;What would you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all your power&lt;br /&gt;With all your power&lt;br /&gt;With all your power&lt;br /&gt;What would you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Sí sí sí sí, sí sí sí sí&lt;br /&gt;Si pudieras estallar el mundo&lt;br /&gt;Con el accionamiento de un interruptor&lt;br /&gt;¿Lo harías?&lt;br /&gt;(Sí sí sí sí, sí sí sí sí)&lt;br /&gt;Si pudieras hacer a todo mundo pobre&lt;br /&gt;Sólo para que pudieras ser rico&lt;br /&gt;¿Lo harías?&lt;br /&gt;(Sí sí sí sí, sí sí sí sí).&lt;br /&gt;Si pudieras ver a todos trabajar&lt;br /&gt;Cuando tú sólo te recargas en tu respaldo&lt;br /&gt;¿Lo harías?&lt;br /&gt;(Sí sí sí sí, sí sí sí sí)&lt;br /&gt;Si pudieras tomar todo el amor&lt;br /&gt;Sin corresponderlo&lt;br /&gt;¿Lo harías?&lt;br /&gt;(Sí sí sí sí, sí sí sí sí).&lt;br /&gt;Y entonces no podemos conocernos a nosotros mismos&lt;br /&gt;O lo que realmente haríamos.&lt;br /&gt;Con todo tu poder&lt;br /&gt;Con todo tu poder&lt;br /&gt;Con todo tu poder&lt;br /&gt;¿Qué es lo que harías?&lt;br /&gt;Con todo tu poder&lt;br /&gt;Con todo tu poder&lt;br /&gt;Con todo tu poder&lt;br /&gt;¿Qué es lo que harías?&lt;br /&gt;No no no no, no no no no.&lt;br /&gt;Si pudieras hacer tu propio dinero&lt;br /&gt;Y después dárselo a todos&lt;br /&gt;¿Lo harías?&lt;br /&gt;(No no no no, no no no no)&lt;br /&gt;Si conocieras todas todas las respuestas&lt;br /&gt;Y se las pudieras dar a las masas&lt;br /&gt;¿Lo harías?&lt;br /&gt;(No no no no, no no no no).&lt;br /&gt;¿Estás loco?&lt;br /&gt;Es algo muy peligroso de hacer&lt;br /&gt;Exactamente lo que quieres&lt;br /&gt;Porque no te puedes conocer a ti mismo,&lt;br /&gt;O lo que realmente harías.&lt;br /&gt;Con todo tu poder&lt;br /&gt;Con todo tu poder&lt;br /&gt;Con todo tu poder&lt;br /&gt;¿Qué es lo que harías?&lt;br /&gt;Du du du du du (sí sí sí sí sí) (x3)&lt;br /&gt;Du du du du du (sí sí sí sí sí) (x3)&lt;br /&gt;Sí sí sí sí sí (x3)&lt;br /&gt;Sí sí sí sí sí (x3)&lt;br /&gt;Sí sí sí sí sí (aaaaaaaahhh...) (x3)&lt;br /&gt;Sí sí sí sí sí (aaaaaaaahhh...) (x3)&lt;br /&gt;Sí sí sí sí sí (aaaaaaaahhh...) (x3)&lt;br /&gt;Sí sí sí sí sí (aaaaaaaahhh...) (x3)&lt;br /&gt;Sí sí sí sí sí (aaaaaaaahhh...) (x3)&lt;br /&gt;Sí sí sí sí sí (aaaaaaaahhh...) (x3).&lt;br /&gt;Con todo tu poder&lt;br /&gt;Con todo tu poder&lt;br /&gt;Con todo tu poder&lt;br /&gt;¿Qué es lo que harías?&lt;br /&gt;Con todo tu poder&lt;br /&gt;Con todo tu poder&lt;br /&gt;Con todo tu poder&lt;br /&gt;¿Qué es lo que harías?&lt;br /&gt;Con todo tu poder&lt;br /&gt;Con todo tu poder&lt;br /&gt;Con todo tu poder&lt;br /&gt;¿Qué es lo que harías?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714491003572732962-6225700024924249238?l=cancionparamidia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/feeds/6225700024924249238/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/2010/02/flaming-lips-yeah-yeah-yeah-song.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714491003572732962.post-59602295444272851</id><published>2010-02-24T14:53:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T14:57:37.866-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Belle and Sebastian'/><title type='text'>Belle And Sebastian - The Boy With The Arab Strap</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Belle And Sebastian - The Boy With The Arab Strap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i49.tinypic.com/1zy92th.jpg" border="0" alt="VicManiaco"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Artista: Belle And Sebastian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Cancion: The Boy With The Arab Strap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Album: The Boy With The Arab Strap (1998)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="100"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=5480a5c" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="300" height="100"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" summary="Tabla"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;A mile and a half on a bus takes a long time&lt;br /&gt;The odour of old prison food takes a long time to pass you by&lt;br /&gt;When you've been inside&lt;br /&gt;Day upon day of this wandering gets you down&lt;br /&gt;Nobody gives you a chance or a dollar in this old town&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hovering silence from you is a giveaway&lt;br /&gt;Squalor and smoke's not your style&lt;br /&gt;"I don't like this place"&lt;br /&gt;We better go&lt;br /&gt;Then I compare notes with your older sister&lt;br /&gt;I am a lazy gett, she is as pure as the cold driven snow&lt;br /&gt;She accepts my confession&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did you learn from your time in the solitary&lt;br /&gt;Cell of your mind?&lt;br /&gt;There was noises, distractions from anything good&lt;br /&gt;And the old prison food&lt;br /&gt;Colour my life with the chaos of trouble&lt;br /&gt;Because anything's better than posh isolation&lt;br /&gt;I missed the bus&lt;br /&gt;You were laid on your back&lt;br /&gt;With the boy from the arab strap&lt;br /&gt;With the boy from the arab strap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's something to speak of the way you are feeling&lt;br /&gt;To crowds there assembled&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever feel you have gone too far?&lt;br /&gt;Everyone suffers in silence a burden&lt;br /&gt;The man who drives minicabs down in Old Compton&lt;br /&gt;The Asian man&lt;br /&gt;With his love/hate affair&lt;br /&gt;With his racist clientele&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A central location for you is a must as you stagger about &lt;br /&gt;Making free with your lewd and lascivious boasts &lt;br /&gt;We know you are soft because we've all seen you dancing &lt;br /&gt;We know you are hard because we all saw you drinking&lt;br /&gt;From noon until noon again &lt;br /&gt;You're the boy with the filthy laugh&lt;br /&gt;You're the boy with the arab strap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strapped to the table with suits from the shelter shop&lt;br /&gt;Comic celebrity takes a back seat as the cigarette catches&lt;br /&gt;And sets off the smoke alarm&lt;br /&gt;What do you make of the cool set in London?&lt;br /&gt;You're constantly updating your hit parade of your ten biggest wanks&lt;br /&gt;She's a waitress and she's got style&lt;br /&gt;Sunday bathtime could take a while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Una milla y media en autobús lleva mucho tiempo&lt;br /&gt;El olor de la comida de la vieja prisión se toma mucho tiempo en pasarte de largo&lt;br /&gt;Cuando has estado dentro&lt;br /&gt;Día tras día este vagabundeo te deprime&lt;br /&gt;Nadie te da una oportunidad ni un dólar en esta vieja ciudad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El silencio que se cierne sobre tí te delata&lt;br /&gt;La miseria y el humo no son tu estilo&lt;br /&gt;"no me gusta este sitio"&lt;br /&gt;Mejor que nos vayamos&lt;br /&gt;Entonces comparo notas con tu hermana mayor&lt;br /&gt;Soy un vago, ella es tan pura como la fría nieve&lt;br /&gt;Ella acepta mi confesión&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Qué aprendiste durante tu estancia en la solitaria&lt;br /&gt;Celda de tu mente?&lt;br /&gt;Había ruidos, distracciones de todo lo que era bueno&lt;br /&gt;Y la comida de la vieja prisión&lt;br /&gt;Colorea mi vida con el caos de los problemas&lt;br /&gt;Porque cualquier cosa es mejor que el aislamiento pijo&lt;br /&gt;Perdí el autobús&lt;br /&gt;Estabas tumbado de espaldas&lt;br /&gt;Con el chico de la correa árabe&lt;br /&gt;Con el chico de la correa árabe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es algo de lo que hablar sobre cómo te sientes&lt;br /&gt;Allí donde se reunieron las multitudes&lt;br /&gt;¿Alguna vez sientes que has ido demasiado lejos?&lt;br /&gt;Todo el mundo soporta una carga en silencio&lt;br /&gt;El hombre que conduce minitaxis en Old Compton&lt;br /&gt;El hombre asiático&lt;br /&gt;Con su asunto de amor-odio&lt;br /&gt;Con su clientela racista&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Una localización central es obligatoria mientras te tambaleas&lt;br /&gt;Liberando tu lujuria y alardes lascivos&lt;br /&gt;Sabemos que eres dulce porque todos te hemos visto bailando&lt;br /&gt;Sabemos que eres duro porque todos te vimos beber&lt;br /&gt;Desde mediodía hasta mediodía otra vez&lt;br /&gt;Eres el chico de la risa asquerosa&lt;br /&gt;Eres el chico de la correa árabe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atado a la mesa con trajes de la tienda benéfica&lt;br /&gt;La celebridad de cómic toma asiento atrás mientras el cigarrillo&lt;br /&gt;Activa el detector de humo&lt;br /&gt;¿Qué haces con ese equipo tan chulo en Londres?&lt;br /&gt;Actualizas constantemente tu desfile de éxitos de tus diez mayores pajas&lt;br /&gt;Ella es camarera y tiene estilo&lt;br /&gt;La hora del baño del domingo podría llevar tiempo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714491003572732962-59602295444272851?l=cancionparamidia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/feeds/59602295444272851/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/2010/02/belle-and-sebastian-boy-with-arab-strap.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714491003572732962/posts/default/59602295444272851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714491003572732962/posts/default/59602295444272851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/2010/02/belle-and-sebastian-boy-with-arab-strap.html' title='Belle And Sebastian - The Boy With The Arab Strap'/><author><name>VicManiaco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10462094991450423343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b14XIM0zeHU/S3__zqa_puI/AAAAAAAAAjo/K27Nfo0pODA/S220/HJC+2.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i49.tinypic.com/1zy92th_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714491003572732962.post-776222715640459203</id><published>2010-02-23T20:56:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T20:56:40.921-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eddie Vedder'/><title type='text'>Eddie Vedder - Guaranteed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Eddie Vedder - Guaranteed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i46.tinypic.com/nvbmkn.jpg" border="0" alt="VicManiaco"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Artista: Eddie Vedder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Cancion: Guaranteed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Album: Into the Wild (2007)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="100"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=ee4e539" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" summary="Tabla"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Guaranteed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On bended knee is no way to be free&lt;br /&gt;Lifting up an empty cup, I ask silently&lt;br /&gt;All my destinations will accept the one that's me&lt;br /&gt;So I can breathe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Circles they grow and they swallow people whole&lt;br /&gt;Half their lives they say goodnight to wives they'll never know&lt;br /&gt;A mind full of questions, and a teacher in my soul&lt;br /&gt;And so it goes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't come closer or I'll have to go&lt;br /&gt;Holding me like gravity are places that pull&lt;br /&gt;If ever there was someone to keep me at home&lt;br /&gt;It would be you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone I come across, in cages they bought&lt;br /&gt;They think of me and my wandering, but I'm never what they thought&lt;br /&gt;I've got my indignation, but I'm pure in all my thoughts&lt;br /&gt;I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wind in my hair, I feel part of everywhere&lt;br /&gt;Underneath my being is a road that disappeared&lt;br /&gt;Late at night I hear the trees, they're singing with the dead&lt;br /&gt;Overhead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave it to me as I find a way to be&lt;br /&gt;Consider me a satellite, forever orbiting&lt;br /&gt;I knew all the rules, but the rules did not know me&lt;br /&gt;Guaranteed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Garantizado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Con la rodilla en el suelo no se puede ser libre,&lt;br /&gt;levantando una copa vacía pido en silencio&lt;br /&gt;que todos mis Destinos acepten al que hay en mi,&lt;br /&gt;y así pueda respirar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay circulos que crecen y se tragan a la gente&lt;br /&gt;que se viven diciendo "buenas noches" a esposas a las que nunca comprenderán&lt;br /&gt;tengo una mente llena de preguntas y un maestro en el alma&lt;br /&gt;si, de eso se trata...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No te acerques más o me tendré que alejar&lt;br /&gt;fuerzas enormes me atraen hacia otros lugares&lt;br /&gt;pero si hubo alguien por quien me hubiera quedado&lt;br /&gt;esa persona serías tú...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La gente con la que me encuentro está en jaulas que ellos mismos compraron&lt;br /&gt;tienen una idea equivocada de mi viaje errante y de lo que soy yo&lt;br /&gt;tengo mi indignación, pero mis pensamientos son puros&lt;br /&gt;estoy VIVO...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El viento sopla en mi pelo y siento que formo parte de todo&lt;br /&gt;bajo mis pies hay un camino que desaparece&lt;br /&gt;muy tarde en la noche, escucho a los árboles que cantan con los muertos&lt;br /&gt;en las alturas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confía en mi mientras busco lo que soy&lt;br /&gt;considerame como un satélite que sigue por siempre en orbita&lt;br /&gt;conozco todas las reglas, pero ellas no me conocen a mi&lt;br /&gt;te lo garantizo... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714491003572732962-776222715640459203?l=cancionparamidia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/feeds/776222715640459203/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/2010/02/eddie-vedder-guaranteed.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714491003572732962/posts/default/776222715640459203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714491003572732962/posts/default/776222715640459203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/2010/02/eddie-vedder-guaranteed.html' title='Eddie Vedder - Guaranteed'/><author><name>VicManiaco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10462094991450423343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b14XIM0zeHU/S3__zqa_puI/AAAAAAAAAjo/K27Nfo0pODA/S220/HJC+2.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i46.tinypic.com/nvbmkn_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714491003572732962.post-3914844878700790220</id><published>2010-02-22T11:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T11:25:22.467-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Death Cab For Cutie - I Will Follow You Into The Dark</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Death Cab For Cutie - I Will Follow You Into The Dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.tinypic.com/vxhmj5.jpg" border="0" alt="VicManiaco"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Artista: Death Cab For Cutie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Cancion: I Will Follow You Into The Dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Album: Plans (2005)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="100"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=1584c7f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="300" height="100"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" summary="Tabla"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Love of mine some day you will die&lt;br /&gt;But I'll be close behind&lt;br /&gt;I'll follow you into the dark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No blinding light or tunnels to gates of white&lt;br /&gt;Just our hands clasped so tight&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for the hint of a spark&lt;br /&gt;If Heaven and Hell decide&lt;br /&gt;That they both are satisfied&lt;br /&gt;Illuminate the NOs on their vacancy signs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there's no one beside you&lt;br /&gt;When your soul embarks&lt;br /&gt;Then I'll follow you into the dark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Catholic school as vicious as Roman rule&lt;br /&gt;I got my knuckles bruised by a lady in black&lt;br /&gt;And I held my tongue as she told me&lt;br /&gt;"Son fear is the heart of love"&lt;br /&gt;So I never went back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Heaven and Hell decide&lt;br /&gt;That they both are satisfied&lt;br /&gt;Illuminate the NOs on their vacancy signs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there's no one beside you&lt;br /&gt;When your soul embarks&lt;br /&gt;Then I'll follow you into the dark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and me have seen everything to see&lt;br /&gt;From Bangkok to Calgary&lt;br /&gt;And the soles of your shoes are all worn down&lt;br /&gt;The time for sleep is now&lt;br /&gt;It's nothing to cry about&lt;br /&gt;Cause we'll hold each other soon&lt;br /&gt;The blackest of rooms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Heaven and Hell decide&lt;br /&gt;That they both are satisfied&lt;br /&gt;Illuminate the NOs on their vacancy signs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there's no one beside you&lt;br /&gt;When your soul embarks&lt;br /&gt;Then I'll follow you into the dark&lt;br /&gt;Then I'll follow you into the dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Amor mío, algún día morirás&lt;br /&gt;Pero estaré cerca detrás&lt;br /&gt;Te seguiré en la oscuridad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ninguna luz cegadora ni túneles&lt;br /&gt;Sólo nuestras manos agarradas bien fuertes&lt;br /&gt;Esperando por la inderecta de una chispa&lt;br /&gt;Si el cielo y el infierno deciden&lt;br /&gt;Que ambos están satisfechos&lt;br /&gt;Ilumina el no’s en sus signos vacíos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si no hay nadie a tu lado&lt;br /&gt;Cuando tu alma esté vacía&lt;br /&gt;Entonces te seguiré en la oscuridad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En la escuela Católica tan viciosa como reglas Romanas&lt;br /&gt;Tengo mis nudillos magullados por una dama de negro&lt;br /&gt;Y sostuve mi lengua como ella me dijo&lt;br /&gt;“ Hijo, el miedo es el corazón del amor “&lt;br /&gt;entonces nunca volví&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si el cielo y el infierno deciden&lt;br /&gt;Que ambos están satisfechos&lt;br /&gt;Ilumina el no’s en sus signos vacíos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si no hay nadie a tu lado&lt;br /&gt;Cuando tu alma esté vacía&lt;br /&gt;Entonces te seguiré en la oscuridad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tú y yo hemos visto todo para ver&lt;br /&gt;De Bangkok to Calgary&lt;br /&gt;Y las suelas de sus zapatos están todas gastadas&lt;br /&gt;Ahora es tiempo de dormir&lt;br /&gt;No hay nada de que llorar&lt;br /&gt;Porque nos sostendremos el uno al otro pronto&lt;br /&gt;El más oscuro de los cuartos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si el cielo y el infierno deciden&lt;br /&gt;Que ambos están satisfechos&lt;br /&gt;Ilumina el no’s en sus signos vacíos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si no hay nadie a tu lado&lt;br /&gt;Cuando tu alma esté vacía&lt;br /&gt;Entonces te seguiré en la oscuridad&lt;br /&gt;Entonces te seguiré en la oscuridad &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714491003572732962-3914844878700790220?l=cancionparamidia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/feeds/3914844878700790220/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/2010/02/death-cab-for-cutie-i-will-follow-you.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714491003572732962/posts/default/3914844878700790220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714491003572732962/posts/default/3914844878700790220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/2010/02/death-cab-for-cutie-i-will-follow-you.html' title='Death Cab For Cutie - I Will Follow You Into The Dark'/><author><name>VicManiaco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10462094991450423343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b14XIM0zeHU/S3__zqa_puI/AAAAAAAAAjo/K27Nfo0pODA/S220/HJC+2.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i47.tinypic.com/vxhmj5_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714491003572732962.post-9206207974790328534</id><published>2010-02-21T10:11:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T10:11:52.878-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Regina Spektor'/><title type='text'>Regina Spektor - Fidelity</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Regina Spektor - Fidelity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i46.tinypic.com/312w6wz.jpg" border="0" alt="VicManiaco"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Artista: Regina Spektor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Cancion: Fidelity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Album: Begin To Hope (2006)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;embed quality="high" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" bgcolor="#000" width="92" height="140" src="http://www.esnips.com//escentral/images/widgets/flash/turn.swf" flashvars="autoPlay=no&amp;amp;theFile=http://www.esnips.com//nsdoc/db3944f3-bab7-4fd7-9ba9-886c7d0cec10&amp;amp;thePlayerURL=http://www.esnips.com//escentral/images/widgets/flash/mp3WidgetPlayer.swf"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-size:11px" valign="bottom" align="center"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" summary="Tabla"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I never loved nobody fully&lt;br /&gt;Always one foot on the ground&lt;br /&gt;And by protecting my heart truly&lt;br /&gt;I got lost in the sounds&lt;br /&gt;I hear in my mind&lt;br /&gt;All of these voices&lt;br /&gt;I hear in my mind all these words&lt;br /&gt;I hear in my mind all this music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it breaks my heart&lt;br /&gt;when it breaks my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suppose I never, ever met you&lt;br /&gt;Suppose we never fell in love&lt;br /&gt;Suppose I never, ever let you kiss me so sweet and so soft&lt;br /&gt;Suppose I never, ever saw you&lt;br /&gt;Suppose you never, ever called&lt;br /&gt;Suppose I kept on singing love songs just to break my own fall&lt;br /&gt;Just to break my fall&lt;br /&gt;Break my fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my friends say that of course it's gonna get better&lt;br /&gt;Gonna get better&lt;br /&gt;Better better better better better better better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never loved nobody fully&lt;br /&gt;Always one foot on the ground&lt;br /&gt;And by protecting my heart truly&lt;br /&gt;I got lost&lt;br /&gt;In the sounds&lt;br /&gt;I hear in my mind&lt;br /&gt;All these voices&lt;br /&gt;I hear in my mind all these words&lt;br /&gt;I hear in my mind&lt;br /&gt;All of this music&lt;br /&gt;And it breaks my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear in my mind&lt;br /&gt;All of these voices&lt;br /&gt;I hear in my mind all these words&lt;br /&gt;I hear in my mind&lt;br /&gt;All of this music&lt;br /&gt;And it breaks my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Nunca amé a nadie del todo&lt;br /&gt;Siempre tuve un solo pie en la tierra &lt;br /&gt;Y por proteger mi corazón honesto&lt;br /&gt;Me perdí en los sonidos&lt;br /&gt;Oigo en mi cabeza&lt;br /&gt;Todas esas voces&lt;br /&gt;Oigo en mi cabeza todas esas palabras&lt;br /&gt;Oigo en mi cabeza toda esa música&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que rompen mí corazón &lt;br /&gt;Cuando rompen mi corazón&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nunca supuse encontrarte&lt;br /&gt;Nunca supuse enamorarme&lt;br /&gt;Nunca supuse que te dejaría besarme tan dulce y suavemente &lt;br /&gt;Nunca supuse verte&lt;br /&gt;Nunca supuse llamarte&lt;br /&gt;Nuca supuse seguir escribiendo canciones de amor solo para deprimirme&lt;br /&gt;Solo para deprimirme&lt;br /&gt;Para deprimirme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todos mis amigos dicen que esto mejorara &lt;br /&gt;Que mejorara&lt;br /&gt;Mejorara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nunca amé a nadie del todo&lt;br /&gt;Siempre tuve un solo pie en la tierra &lt;br /&gt;Y por proteger mi corazón honesto&lt;br /&gt;Me perdí&lt;br /&gt;En los sonidos&lt;br /&gt;Oigo en mi cabeza&lt;br /&gt;Todas esas voces&lt;br /&gt;Oigo en mi cabeza todas esas palabras&lt;br /&gt;Oigo en mi cabeza&lt;br /&gt;Toda esa música&lt;br /&gt;Que rompe mí corazón &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oigo en mi cabeza&lt;br /&gt;Todas esas voces&lt;br /&gt;Oigo en mi cabeza todas esas palabras&lt;br /&gt;Oigo en mi cabeza&lt;br /&gt;Toda esa música&lt;br /&gt;Que rompen mí corazón&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714491003572732962-9206207974790328534?l=cancionparamidia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/feeds/9206207974790328534/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/2010/02/regina-spektor-fidelity.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714491003572732962/posts/default/9206207974790328534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714491003572732962/posts/default/9206207974790328534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/2010/02/regina-spektor-fidelity.html' title='Regina Spektor - Fidelity'/><author><name>VicManiaco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10462094991450423343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b14XIM0zeHU/S3__zqa_puI/AAAAAAAAAjo/K27Nfo0pODA/S220/HJC+2.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i46.tinypic.com/312w6wz_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714491003572732962.post-7404197861217718537</id><published>2010-02-20T10:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T10:30:18.548-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Red Hot Chili Peppers'/><title type='text'>Red Hot Chili Peppers - All Around The World</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Red Hot Chili Peppers - All Around The World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.tinypic.com/j8pdp2.jpg" border="0" alt="VicManiaco"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Artista: Red Hot Chili Peppers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Cancion: All Around The World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Album: Californication (1999)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;embed quality="high" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" bgcolor="#000" width="92" height="140" src="http://www.esnips.com//escentral/images/widgets/flash/turn.swf" flashvars="autoPlay=no&amp;amp;theFile=http://www.esnips.com//nsdoc/bfc0c09b-dfc8-4328-adc0-d715036e9073&amp;amp;thePlayerURL=http://www.esnips.com//escentral/images/widgets/flash/mp3WidgetPlayer.swf"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-size:11px" valign="bottom" align="center"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" summary="Tabla"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;All around the world&lt;br /&gt;We could make time&lt;br /&gt;Rompin' and a stompin'&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm in my prime &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Born in the north&lt;br /&gt;And sworn to entertain ya&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm down for&lt;br /&gt;The state of Pennsylvania&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try not to whine&lt;br /&gt;But I must warn ya&lt;br /&gt;'Bout the girls&lt;br /&gt;From California&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alabama baby&lt;br /&gt;Said hallelujah&lt;br /&gt;Good god girl&lt;br /&gt;I wish I knew ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I know for sure&lt;br /&gt;That life is beautiful around the world&lt;br /&gt;I know I know it's you&lt;br /&gt;You say hello and then I say I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come back baby&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'd like to say&lt;br /&gt;I've been around the world&lt;br /&gt;Back from Bombay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fox hole love&lt;br /&gt;Pie in your face&lt;br /&gt;Living in and out&lt;br /&gt;Of a big fat suitcase&lt;br /&gt;Bonafide ride&lt;br /&gt;Step aside my Johnson&lt;br /&gt;Yes I could&lt;br /&gt;In the woods of Wisconsin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake up the cake&lt;br /&gt;It's a lake she's kissin' me&lt;br /&gt;As they do when&lt;br /&gt;When they do in Sicily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I know for sure&lt;br /&gt;That life is beautiful around the world&lt;br /&gt;I know I know it's you&lt;br /&gt;You say hello and then I say I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where you want to go&lt;br /&gt;Who you want to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you want to do&lt;br /&gt;Just come with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw God&lt;br /&gt;And I saw the fountains&lt;br /&gt;You and me girl&lt;br /&gt;Sittin' in the Swiss mountains&lt;br /&gt;Me Oh My O&lt;br /&gt;Me and Guy O&lt;br /&gt;Freer than a bird&lt;br /&gt;Cause we're rockin' Ohio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around the world&lt;br /&gt;I feel dutiful&lt;br /&gt;Take a wife&lt;br /&gt;'Cause life is beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I know for sure&lt;br /&gt;$%%&amp;*^&amp;^$#$@##%&amp;^*(*(&amp;%%^$%$&lt;br /&gt;I know I know it's you&lt;br /&gt;&amp;*%^$#@#$%^&amp;*&amp;()**%%$#@#$%*%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother Russia do not suffer&lt;br /&gt;I know you're bold enough&lt;br /&gt;intrépidaI've been around the world&lt;br /&gt;And I have seen your love&lt;br /&gt;I know I know it's you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say hello then I say I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Todos alrededor del mundo&lt;br /&gt;Podemos hacer tiempo&lt;br /&gt;Jugando y molestando&lt;br /&gt;Porque estoy en mi flor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nacido en el norte&lt;br /&gt;Y jurado a entretenerte&lt;br /&gt;Porque estoy debajo&lt;br /&gt;Del estado de Pennsylvania&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trato de no lloriquear&lt;br /&gt;Pero debo advertirlos&lt;br /&gt;Sobre las chicas&lt;br /&gt;De California&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El bebe de Alabama&lt;br /&gt;Dice aleluya&lt;br /&gt;Buena niña de Dios&lt;br /&gt;Yo desearía conocerte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lo se, lo se seguro&lt;br /&gt;Que la vida es hermosa alrededor del mundo&lt;br /&gt;Lo se, lo se eres tu&lt;br /&gt;Dices hola y yo digo si acepto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vuelve nena&lt;br /&gt;Porque me gustaria decirte&lt;br /&gt;Que he estado alrededor del mundo&lt;br /&gt;De vuelta de Bombay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madriguera de amor&lt;br /&gt;Torta en tu cara&lt;br /&gt;Viviendo dentro y fuera&lt;br /&gt;De una gran valija&lt;br /&gt;El camino de Bonafide&lt;br /&gt;Dejo de lado a mi Johnson&lt;br /&gt;Si, yo podria&lt;br /&gt;En los bosques de Wisconsin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despierta al pastel&lt;br /&gt;Es un lago, ella me esta besando&lt;br /&gt;Como lo hacen cuando&lt;br /&gt;Ellos lo hacen en Sicilia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lo se, lo se seguro&lt;br /&gt;Que la vida es hermosa alrededor del mundo&lt;br /&gt;Lo se, lo se eres tu&lt;br /&gt;Dices hola y yo digo si acepto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A donde quieres ir&lt;br /&gt;Quien quieres ser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lo que quieras hacer&lt;br /&gt;Solo ven conmigo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo vi a Dios&lt;br /&gt;Y vi las fuentes&lt;br /&gt;Tu y yo nena&lt;br /&gt;Sentados en las montañas suizas&lt;br /&gt;Yo, oh yo&lt;br /&gt;Yo, oh yo&lt;br /&gt;Mas libres que un pájaro&lt;br /&gt;Porque estamos andando por Ohio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrededor del mundo&lt;br /&gt;Me siento lleno de responsabilidad&lt;br /&gt;Llevar a una esposa&lt;br /&gt;Porque la vida es hermosa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lo se, lo se seguro&lt;br /&gt;$%%&amp;*^&amp;^$#$@##%&amp;^*(*(&amp;%%^$%$&lt;br /&gt;Lo se, lo se eres tu&lt;br /&gt;&amp;*%^$#@#$%^&amp;*&amp;()**%%$#@#$%*%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madre Rusia no sufras&lt;br /&gt;Se que no eres lo suficientemente intrépida&lt;br /&gt;Yo he estado alrededor del mundo&lt;br /&gt;Y he visto tu amor&lt;br /&gt;Lo se, lo se eres tu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dices hola y yo digo si acepto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714491003572732962-7404197861217718537?l=cancionparamidia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/feeds/7404197861217718537/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/2010/02/red-hot-chili-peppers-all-around-world.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714491003572732962/posts/default/7404197861217718537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714491003572732962/posts/default/7404197861217718537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/2010/02/red-hot-chili-peppers-all-around-world.html' title='Red Hot Chili Peppers - All Around The World'/><author><name>VicManiaco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10462094991450423343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b14XIM0zeHU/S3__zqa_puI/AAAAAAAAAjo/K27Nfo0pODA/S220/HJC+2.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i45.tinypic.com/j8pdp2_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714491003572732962.post-7496892421160457252</id><published>2010-02-19T14:53:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T14:53:35.802-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Strokes'/><title type='text'>The Strokes - You Only Live Once</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;The Strokes - You Only Live Once&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i48.tinypic.com/2evxg7p.jpg" border="0" alt="VicManiaco"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Artista: The Strokes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Cancion: You Only Live Once&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Album: First Impressions of Earth (2006)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;embed quality="high" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" bgcolor="#000" width="92" height="140" src="http://www.esnips.com//escentral/images/widgets/flash/turn.swf" flashvars="autoPlay=no&amp;amp;theFile=http://www.esnips.com//nsdoc/930e1a3c-0c54-4d11-a819-2eae510d19bd&amp;amp;theName=The_Strokes_-_You_Only_Live_Once&amp;amp;thePlayerURL=http://www.esnips.com//escentral/images/widgets/flash/mp3WidgetPlayer.swf"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-size:11px" valign="bottom" align="center"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" summary="Tabla"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Some people think they're always right&lt;br /&gt;Others are quiet and uptight&lt;br /&gt;Others they seem so very nice oh&lt;br /&gt;Inside they might feel sad and wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no&lt;br /&gt;29 different attributes&lt;br /&gt;And only 7 that you like&lt;br /&gt;20 ways to see the world&lt;br /&gt;Or 20 ways to start a fight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh don't dont don't Get out&lt;br /&gt;I can't see the sunshine&lt;br /&gt;I'll be waiting for you baby&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm through&lt;br /&gt;Sit me down&lt;br /&gt;Shut me up&lt;br /&gt;I'll calm down&lt;br /&gt;And I'll get along with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man don't notice what they got&lt;br /&gt;Women think of that a lot&lt;br /&gt;1000 ways to please your man oh &lt;br /&gt;Not even one requires a plan. I know&lt;br /&gt;Countless odd religions too&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter which you choose&lt;br /&gt;One stubborn way to turn your back&lt;br /&gt;This I've tried, and now refuse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh don't don't don't Get out&lt;br /&gt;I can't see the sunshine&lt;br /&gt;I'll be waiting for you, baby&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm through&lt;br /&gt;Sit me down&lt;br /&gt;Shut me up&lt;br /&gt;I'll calm down&lt;br /&gt;And I'll get along with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright..&lt;br /&gt;Shut me up&lt;br /&gt;Shut me up &lt;br /&gt;And I'll get along with you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Alguna gente piensa que siempre tienen la razón&lt;br /&gt;Otras están calladas y mojigatas&lt;br /&gt;Otras parecen tan buenas oh&lt;br /&gt;Por dentro ellas podrían sentirse tristes y mal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no&lt;br /&gt;29 atributos diferentes&lt;br /&gt;y solo 7 que te gustan&lt;br /&gt;20 maneras de ver el mundo&lt;br /&gt;o 20 maneras de empezar una pelea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no no no salgas&lt;br /&gt;No puedo ver la luz del sol&lt;br /&gt;Estaré esperando por ti nena&lt;br /&gt;Porque ya llegué al final &lt;br /&gt;Siéntame&lt;br /&gt;Cállame&lt;br /&gt;Me calmaré&lt;br /&gt;Y me las arreglaré contigo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un hombre no se da cuenta de lo que tiene&lt;br /&gt;Las mujeres piensan en eso un montón&lt;br /&gt;1000 maneras de complacer a tu hombre oh &lt;br /&gt;pero ninguna requiere un plan. Lo sé.&lt;br /&gt;Incontables curiosas religiones también&lt;br /&gt;No importa cuál elijas&lt;br /&gt;Un terco camino para hacerte cambiar de parecer&lt;br /&gt;Esto lo he tratado, y ahora lo rechazo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no no no salgas&lt;br /&gt;No puedo ver la luz del sol&lt;br /&gt;He estado esperando por ti, nena&lt;br /&gt;Porque ya llegué al final&lt;br /&gt;Siéntame&lt;br /&gt;Cállame&lt;br /&gt;Me calmaré&lt;br /&gt;Y me las arreglaré contigo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Está bien&lt;br /&gt;Cállame&lt;br /&gt;Cállame&lt;br /&gt;Y me las arreglaré contigo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714491003572732962-7496892421160457252?l=cancionparamidia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/feeds/7496892421160457252/comments/default' 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class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Cancion: Friday In Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Album: Wish (1992)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;embed quality="high" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" bgcolor="#000" width="328" height="94" src="http://www.esnips.com//escentral/images/widgets/flash/esnips_player.swf" flashvars="theTheme=silver&amp;amp;autoPlay=no&amp;amp;theFile=http://www.esnips.com//nsdoc/2ebc4f68-4f38-494b-b00d-1aa1f249c7d4&amp;amp;theName=The Cure - Friday I'm In Love&amp;amp;thePlayerURL=http://www.esnips.com//escentral/images/widgets/flash/mp3WidgetPlayer.swf"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" summary="Tabla"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;i don't care if monday's blue&lt;br /&gt;tuesday's grey and wednesday too&lt;br /&gt;thursday i don't care about you&lt;br /&gt;it's friday i'm in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday you can fall apart&lt;br /&gt;tuesday wednesday break my heart&lt;br /&gt;thursday doesn't even start&lt;br /&gt;it's friday i'm in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday wait&lt;br /&gt;and sunday always comes too late&lt;br /&gt;but friday never hesitate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't care if monday's back&lt;br /&gt;tuesday wednesday heart attack&lt;br /&gt;thursday never looking back&lt;br /&gt;it's friday i'm in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday you can hold your head&lt;br /&gt;tuesday wednesday stay in bed&lt;br /&gt;or thursday watch the walls instead&lt;br /&gt;it's friday i'm in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday wait&lt;br /&gt;and sunday always comes too late&lt;br /&gt;but friday never hesitate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dressed up to the eyes&lt;br /&gt;it's a wonderful surprise&lt;br /&gt;to see your shoes and your spirits rise&lt;br /&gt;throwing out your frown&lt;br /&gt;and just smiling at the sound&lt;br /&gt;and as sleek as a shriek&lt;br /&gt;spinning round and round&lt;br /&gt;always take a big bite&lt;br /&gt;it's such a gorgeous sight&lt;br /&gt;to see you in the middle of the night&lt;br /&gt;you can never get enough&lt;br /&gt;enough of this stuff&lt;br /&gt;it's friday&lt;br /&gt;i'm in love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;No me importa si el lunes es azul&lt;br /&gt;Si el martes es gris y el miércoles también&lt;br /&gt;Jueves, no me preocupo de ti&lt;br /&gt;Es el viernes en que estoy enamorado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunes, puedes hacerte a un lado&lt;br /&gt;Martes, miércoles me rompen el corazón&lt;br /&gt;Jueves no debería empezar&lt;br /&gt;Es el viernes en que estoy enamorado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El sábado espera&lt;br /&gt;Y el domingo siempre viene tarde&lt;br /&gt;Pero el viernes nunca duda…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No me importa si el lunes regresa&lt;br /&gt;Martes miércoles atacan el corazón&lt;br /&gt;El jueves nunca mira atrás&lt;br /&gt;Es el viernes en que estoy enamorado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunes puedes sostener tu mano&lt;br /&gt;Martes miércoles permanezcan en cama&lt;br /&gt;O jueves observa las paredes en su lugar&lt;br /&gt;Es el viernes en que estoy enamorado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El sábado espera&lt;br /&gt;Y el domingo siempre viene tarde&lt;br /&gt;Pero el viernes nunca duda…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vestido ante tus ojos&lt;br /&gt;Es una maravillosa sorpresa&lt;br /&gt;Ver tus zapatos y tu espíritu ascender&lt;br /&gt;Afuera desde tu ceño&lt;br /&gt;Y sólo sonriendo con el sonido&lt;br /&gt;Y tan impecable como agudo&lt;br /&gt;Girando y girando alrededor&lt;br /&gt;Siempre toma un gran tiempo&lt;br /&gt;Es tal como una preciosa vista&lt;br /&gt;Verte en medio de la noche&lt;br /&gt;No puedes nunca conseguir suficiente&lt;br /&gt;Suficiente de estas cosas&lt;br /&gt;Es el viernes&lt;br /&gt;En que estoy enamorado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714491003572732962-5095794267506197390?l=cancionparamidia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/feeds/5095794267506197390/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/2010/02/cure-friday-in-love.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714491003572732962/posts/default/5095794267506197390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714491003572732962/posts/default/5095794267506197390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/2010/02/cure-friday-in-love.html' title='The Cure - Friday in Love'/><author><name>VicManiaco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10462094991450423343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b14XIM0zeHU/S3__zqa_puI/AAAAAAAAAjo/K27Nfo0pODA/S220/HJC+2.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i47.tinypic.com/2rdkzet_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714491003572732962.post-1990196260816569752</id><published>2010-02-17T16:16:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T16:18:36.452-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Ting Tings'/><title type='text'>The Ting Tings - That's not my Name</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;The Ting Tings - That's not my Name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i49.tinypic.com/5v2b6e.jpg" border="0" alt="VicManiaco"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Artista: The Ting Tings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Cancion: That's not my Name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Album: We Started Nothing (2008)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=4758357" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" summary="Tabla"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Four little words just to get me along&lt;br /&gt;It's a difficulty and I'm biting on my tongue and I&lt;br /&gt;I keep stalling, keeping me together&lt;br /&gt;People around gotta find something to say now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holding back, everyday the same&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna be a loner&lt;br /&gt;Listen to me, oh no&lt;br /&gt;I never say anything at all&lt;br /&gt;But with nothing to consider&lt;br /&gt;They forget my name (ame, ame, ame)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They call me 'hell'&lt;br /&gt;They call me 'Stacey'&lt;br /&gt;They call me 'her'&lt;br /&gt;They call me 'Jane'&lt;br /&gt;That's not my name&lt;br /&gt;That's not my name&lt;br /&gt;That's not my name&lt;br /&gt;That's not my name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They call me 'quiet gal'&lt;br /&gt;But I'm a riot&lt;br /&gt;Mary, Jo, Lisa&lt;br /&gt;Always the same&lt;br /&gt;That's not my name&lt;br /&gt;That's not my name&lt;br /&gt;That's not my name&lt;br /&gt;That's not my name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the catch if they throw me the ball&lt;br /&gt;I'm the last chick standing up against the wall&lt;br /&gt;Keep up, falling, these heels they keep me boring&lt;br /&gt;Getting glammed up and sitting on the fence now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So alone all the time at night&lt;br /&gt;Lock myself away&lt;br /&gt;Listen to me, I'm not&lt;br /&gt;Although I'm dressed up, out and all with&lt;br /&gt;Everything considered&lt;br /&gt;They forget my name (ame, ame, ame)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They call me 'hell'&lt;br /&gt;They call me 'Stacey'&lt;br /&gt;They call me 'her'&lt;br /&gt;They call me 'Jane'&lt;br /&gt;That's not my name&lt;br /&gt;That's not my name&lt;br /&gt;That's not my name&lt;br /&gt;That's not my name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They call me 'quiet girl'&lt;br /&gt;But I'm a riot&lt;br /&gt;Mary, Jo, Lisa&lt;br /&gt;Always the same&lt;br /&gt;That's not my name&lt;br /&gt;That's not my name&lt;br /&gt;That's not my name&lt;br /&gt;That's not my name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are, you, calling, me, darling? &lt;br /&gt;Are, you, calling, me, bird? &lt;br /&gt;Are, you, calling, me, darling? &lt;br /&gt;Are, you, calling, me, bird?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Una palabra de cuatro letras para ayudarme a seguir&lt;br /&gt;Es una dificultad, y me muerdo la lengua y yo&lt;br /&gt;Sigo con rodeos, ayuda a mantenerme&lt;br /&gt;La gente a mi alrededor tienen que encontrar &lt;br /&gt;algo que decirme ahora mismo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me contengo, todos los días lo mismo&lt;br /&gt;No quiero estar sola&lt;br /&gt;Escúchame, oh no&lt;br /&gt;Nunca digo nada&lt;br /&gt;Pero como no hay que tener nada en cuenta, &lt;br /&gt;se olvidan de mi nombre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me llaman “infierno”&lt;br /&gt;Me llaman “Stacey”&lt;br /&gt;Me llaman “ella”&lt;br /&gt;Me llaman “Jane”&lt;br /&gt;No me llamo así&lt;br /&gt;No me llamo así&lt;br /&gt;No me llamo así&lt;br /&gt;No me llamo así&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me llaman “tranquila”&lt;br /&gt;Pero soy un desorden&lt;br /&gt;Mary-Jo, Lisa&lt;br /&gt;Siempre lo mismo&lt;br /&gt;No me llamo así&lt;br /&gt;No me llamo así&lt;br /&gt;No me llamo así&lt;br /&gt;No me llamo así&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No llego a coger el balón&lt;br /&gt;Soy la última tía de pie al lado de la pared&lt;br /&gt;Intento mantenerme, me caigo, estos tacones me tumban&lt;br /&gt;Ponerse guapa para estar sentada ahora en la valla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estoy sola tanto tiempo y yo&lt;br /&gt;Me encierro&lt;br /&gt;Escúchame, no estoy&lt;br /&gt;Aunque me haya puesto elegante, con todo&lt;br /&gt;Teniendo en cuenta todo, se olvidan de mi nombre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me llaman “infierno”&lt;br /&gt;Me llaman “Stacey”&lt;br /&gt;Me llaman “ella”&lt;br /&gt;Me llaman “Jane”&lt;br /&gt;No me llamo así&lt;br /&gt;No me llamo así&lt;br /&gt;No me llamo así&lt;br /&gt;No me llamo así&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me llaman “tranquila”&lt;br /&gt;Pero soy un desorden&lt;br /&gt;Mary-Jo, Lisa&lt;br /&gt;Siempre lo mismo&lt;br /&gt;No me llamo así&lt;br /&gt;No me llamo así&lt;br /&gt;No me llamo así&lt;br /&gt;No me llamo así&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Me llamas cariño?&lt;br /&gt;¿Me llamas pajaro?&lt;br /&gt;¿Me llamas cariño?&lt;br /&gt;¿Me llamas pajaro?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714491003572732962-1990196260816569752?l=cancionparamidia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/feeds/1990196260816569752/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/2010/02/ting-tings-thats-not-my-name.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714491003572732962/posts/default/1990196260816569752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714491003572732962/posts/default/1990196260816569752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/2010/02/ting-tings-thats-not-my-name.html' title='The Ting Tings - That&apos;s not my Name'/><author><name>VicManiaco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10462094991450423343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b14XIM0zeHU/S3__zqa_puI/AAAAAAAAAjo/K27Nfo0pODA/S220/HJC+2.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i49.tinypic.com/5v2b6e_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714491003572732962.post-7730689585571080630</id><published>2010-02-16T16:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T16:10:54.820-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Doors'/><title type='text'>The Doors - Light My Fire</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;The Doors - Light my Fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i46.tinypic.com/15af69.jpg" border="0" alt="VicManiaco"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Artista: The Doors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Cancion: Light my Fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Album: The Doors (1967)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=a4d8756" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" summary="Tabla"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;You know that it would be untrue&lt;br /&gt;You know that I would be a liar&lt;br /&gt;If I was to say to you&lt;br /&gt;Girl, we couldn't get much higher &lt;br /&gt;Come on baby, light my fire&lt;br /&gt;Come on baby, light my fire&lt;br /&gt;Try to set the night on fire &lt;br /&gt;The time to hesitate is through&lt;br /&gt;No time to wallow in the mire&lt;br /&gt;Try now we can only lose&lt;br /&gt;And our love become a funeral pyre &lt;br /&gt;Come on baby, light my fire&lt;br /&gt;Come on baby, light my fire&lt;br /&gt;Try to set the night on fire, yeah &lt;br /&gt;The time to hesitate is through&lt;br /&gt;No time to wallow in the mire&lt;br /&gt;Try now we can only lose&lt;br /&gt;And our love become a funeral pyre &lt;br /&gt;Come on baby, light my fire&lt;br /&gt;Come on baby, light my fire&lt;br /&gt;Try to set the night on fire, yeah &lt;br /&gt;You know that it would be untrue&lt;br /&gt;You know that I would be a liar&lt;br /&gt;If I was to say to you&lt;br /&gt;Girl, we couldn't get much higher &lt;br /&gt;Come on baby, light my fire&lt;br /&gt;Come on baby, light my fire&lt;br /&gt;Try to set the night on fire&lt;br /&gt;Try to set the night on fire&lt;br /&gt;Try to set the night on fire&lt;br /&gt;Try to set the night on fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Tú sabes que yo sería falso&lt;br /&gt;Tú sabes que sería un mentiroso&lt;br /&gt;Si te dijera a ti&lt;br /&gt;Chica, no podemos elevarnos mucho más&lt;br /&gt;Vamos nena, enciende mi fuego&lt;br /&gt;Vamos nena, enciende mi fuego&lt;br /&gt;Trata de incendiar la noche&lt;br /&gt;El tiempo de dudar a pasado&lt;br /&gt;No hay tiempo para revolcarse en lodo&lt;br /&gt;Trata ahora, solo podemos perder&lt;br /&gt;Y nuestro amor se convierte en incinerador fúnebre&lt;br /&gt;Vamos nena, enciende mi fuego&lt;br /&gt;Vamos nena, enciende mi fuego&lt;br /&gt;Trata de incendiar la noche&lt;br /&gt;El tiempo de dudar a pasado&lt;br /&gt;No hay tiempo para revolcarse en lodo&lt;br /&gt;Trata ahora, solo podemos perder&lt;br /&gt;Y nuestro amor se convierte en incinerador fúnebre&lt;br /&gt;Vamos nena, enciende mi fuego&lt;br /&gt;Vamos nena, enciende mi fuego&lt;br /&gt;Trata de incendiar la noche&lt;br /&gt;Tú sabes que yo sería falso&lt;br /&gt;Tú sabes que seria un mentiroso&lt;br /&gt;Si te dijera a ti&lt;br /&gt;Chica, no podemos elevarnos mucho más&lt;br /&gt;Vamos nena, enciende mi fuego&lt;br /&gt;Vamos nena, enciende mi fuego &lt;br /&gt;Trata de incendiar la noche&lt;br /&gt;Trata de incendiar la noche&lt;br /&gt;Trata de incendiar la noche&lt;br /&gt;Trata de incendiar la noche.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714491003572732962-7730689585571080630?l=cancionparamidia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b14XIM0zeHU/S3__zqa_puI/AAAAAAAAAjo/K27Nfo0pODA/S220/HJC+2.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i46.tinypic.com/15af69_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714491003572732962.post-8804600185582398668</id><published>2010-02-15T19:47:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T19:48:50.519-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Queens of the Stone Age'/><title type='text'>Queens of the Stone Age - No One Knows</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Queens of the Stone Age - No One Knows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i48.tinypic.com/2hq6ir4.jpg" border="0" alt="VicManiaco"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Artista: Queens of the Stone Age&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Cancion: No One Knows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Album: Songs For The Deaf (2002)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=04a787d" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" summary="Tabla"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;We get some rules to follow&lt;br /&gt;That and this&lt;br /&gt;These and those&lt;br /&gt;No one knows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We get these pills to swallow&lt;br /&gt;How they stick&lt;br /&gt;In your throat&lt;br /&gt;Tastes like gold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, what you do to me&lt;br /&gt;No one knows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I realize you’re mine&lt;br /&gt;Indeed a fool of mine&lt;br /&gt;And I realize you’re mine&lt;br /&gt;Indeed a fool of mine&lt;br /&gt;Ahh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I journey through the desert&lt;br /&gt;Of the mind&lt;br /&gt;With no hope&lt;br /&gt;I found low&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drift along the ocean&lt;br /&gt;Dead lifeboats in the sun &lt;br /&gt;And come undone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pleasently caving in&lt;br /&gt;I come undone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I realize you’re mine&lt;br /&gt;Indeed a fool of mine&lt;br /&gt;And I realize you’re mine&lt;br /&gt;Indeed a fool and mine&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heaven smiles above me&lt;br /&gt;What a gift there below&lt;br /&gt;But no one knows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A gift that you give to me&lt;br /&gt;No one knows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Recibimos algunas reglas que seguir&lt;br /&gt;Eso y esto&lt;br /&gt;Estas y esas&lt;br /&gt;Nadie sabe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenemos estas píldoras para tragarlas&lt;br /&gt;Como se pegan&lt;br /&gt;En tu garganta&lt;br /&gt;Saben a oro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, lo que tu me haces a mí&lt;br /&gt;Nadie lo sabe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y comprendo que eres mía&lt;br /&gt;Efectivamente, tonto de mi&lt;br /&gt;Y comprendo que eres mía&lt;br /&gt;Efectivamente, tonto de mi&lt;br /&gt;Ahh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viajo a través del desierto&lt;br /&gt;De la mente&lt;br /&gt;Sin esperanza&lt;br /&gt;Encontré un punto bajo &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voy a la deriva a lo largo del océano&lt;br /&gt;Botes salvavidas muertos en el sol&lt;br /&gt;Y llego sin terminar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Placenteramente hundiéndome &lt;br /&gt;Y llego sin terminar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y comprendo que eres mía&lt;br /&gt;Efectivamente, tonto de mi&lt;br /&gt;Y comprendo que eres mía&lt;br /&gt;Efectivamente, tonto de mi&lt;br /&gt;Ahh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El cielo sonríe sobre mí &lt;br /&gt;Que regalo allí abajo&lt;br /&gt;Pero nadie lo sabe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un regalo que me das&lt;br /&gt;Nadie lo sabe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714491003572732962-8804600185582398668?l=cancionparamidia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/feeds/8804600185582398668/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714491003572732962.post-184219410579085098</id><published>2010-02-14T10:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T10:01:09.613-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Kooks'/><title type='text'>The Kooks - She Moves in Her Own Way</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;The Kooks - She Moves in Her Own Way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.tinypic.com/1sdzdg.jpg" border="0" alt="VicManiaco"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Artista: The Kooks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Cancion: She Moves in Her Own Way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Album: Inside In/Inside Out (2006)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=2f5de70" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" summary="Tabla"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;So at my show on Monday&lt;br /&gt;I was told that someday&lt;br /&gt;You'd be on your way to better things&lt;br /&gt;It's not about your make-up&lt;br /&gt;Or how you try to shape up&lt;br /&gt;All these tiresome paper dreams&lt;br /&gt;Paper dreams, honey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now you pour your heart out&lt;br /&gt;You're telling me you're far out&lt;br /&gt;Not about to lie down for your cause&lt;br /&gt;But you don't pull my strings&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm a better man&lt;br /&gt;Moving onto better things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But uh-oh, I love her because&lt;br /&gt;She moves in her own way&lt;br /&gt;But uh-oh, she came to my show&lt;br /&gt;Just to hear about my day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And at the show on Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;She was in her mindset&lt;br /&gt;Tempered firs and spangled boots&lt;br /&gt;Looks are dceiving&lt;br /&gt;Making me believe it&lt;br /&gt;And these tiresome paper dreams&lt;br /&gt;Paper dreams, honey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So won't you far&lt;br /&gt;Tell me you're a keeper&lt;br /&gt;Not about to lie down for your cause&lt;br /&gt;But you don't pull my strings&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm a better man&lt;br /&gt;Moving onto better things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But uh-oh, I love her because&lt;br /&gt;She moves in her own way&lt;br /&gt;But uh-oh, she came to my show&lt;br /&gt;Just to hear about my day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes our wish is that we never made it&lt;br /&gt;Through all the summers&lt;br /&gt;We kept them up instead of&lt;br /&gt;Kicking us back down to the suburbs&lt;br /&gt;Yes our wish is that we never made it&lt;br /&gt;Through all the summers&lt;br /&gt;We kept them up instead of&lt;br /&gt;Kicking us back down to the suburbs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But uh-oh, I love her because&lt;br /&gt;She moves in her own way&lt;br /&gt;But uh-oh, she came to my show&lt;br /&gt;Just to hear about my day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Así que en mi espectáculo del lunes&lt;br /&gt;Me dijeron que algún día&lt;br /&gt;Tomarías el buen camino&lt;br /&gt;No se trata de tu maquillaje&lt;br /&gt;O cómo tratas de dar forma&lt;br /&gt;A estos aburridos sueños de papel&lt;br /&gt;Sueños de papel, cariño&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Así que ahora abres tu corazón&lt;br /&gt;Me dices que te hallas lejos&lt;br /&gt;No estás a punto de tirarte al suelo por tu causa&lt;br /&gt;Pero no me manipulas&lt;br /&gt;Porque soy un hombre mejor&lt;br /&gt;Metido en mejores cosas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero ah-ah, la amo porque&lt;br /&gt;Se mueve a su manera&lt;br /&gt;Pero ah-ah, vino a mi espectáculo&lt;br /&gt;Sólo para saber cómo me fue el día&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y en mi espectáculo del martes&lt;br /&gt;Ella estaba en su burbuja&lt;br /&gt;Arbustos temperamentales y botas de lentejuelas&lt;br /&gt;Las miradas son engañosas&lt;br /&gt;Haciendo que me lo crea&lt;br /&gt;Y estos aburridos sueños de papel&lt;br /&gt;Sueños de papel, cariño&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Así que no te vayas lejos&lt;br /&gt;Dime que lo vas a conservar&lt;br /&gt;No estás dispuesta a echarte al suelo por tu causa&lt;br /&gt;Pero no me manipulas&lt;br /&gt;Porque soy un hombre mejor&lt;br /&gt;Metido en mejores cosas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero ah-ah, la amo porque&lt;br /&gt;Se mueve a su manera&lt;br /&gt;Pero ah-ah, vino a mi espectáculo&lt;br /&gt;Sólo para saber cómo me fue el día&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si desearíamos que no lo hubiéramos hecho&lt;br /&gt;Durante todos los veranos&lt;br /&gt;Los conservamos en lugar de&lt;br /&gt;Largarnos de vuelta a los suburbios&lt;br /&gt;Si desearíamos que no lo hubiéramos hecho&lt;br /&gt;Durante todos los veranos&lt;br /&gt;Los conservamos en lugar de&lt;br /&gt;Largarnos de vuelta a los suburbios&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero ah-ah, la amo porque&lt;br /&gt;Se mueve a su manera&lt;br /&gt;Pero ah-ah, vino a mi espectáculo&lt;br /&gt;Sólo para saber cómo me fue el día&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714491003572732962-184219410579085098?l=cancionparamidia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/feeds/184219410579085098/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/2010/02/kooks-she-moves-in-her-own-way.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714491003572732962/posts/default/184219410579085098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714491003572732962/posts/default/184219410579085098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/2010/02/kooks-she-moves-in-her-own-way.html' title='The Kooks - She Moves in Her Own Way'/><author><name>VicManiaco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10462094991450423343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b14XIM0zeHU/S3__zqa_puI/AAAAAAAAAjo/K27Nfo0pODA/S220/HJC+2.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i45.tinypic.com/1sdzdg_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714491003572732962.post-4165341874930817555</id><published>2010-02-13T20:24:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T20:27:07.521-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Coral'/><title type='text'>The Coral - Dreaming of You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;The Coral - Dreaming of You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i49.tinypic.com/skvt6u.jpg" border="0" alt="VicManiaco"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Artista: The Coral&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Cancion: Dreaming Of You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Album: The Coral (2002)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=db8c287" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" summary="Tabla"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;It's up with my heart when it skips a beat (skips a beat)&lt;br /&gt;Can't feel no pavement right under my feet (under my feet)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up in my lonely room (wah oooo)&lt;br /&gt;When I'm dreaming of you&lt;br /&gt;Oh what can I do (wah oooo)&lt;br /&gt;I still need you, but&lt;br /&gt;I don't want you now (wah oooo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm down and my hands are tied (hands are tied)&lt;br /&gt;I cannot reach a pen for me to draw the line (draw the line)&lt;br /&gt;From this pain I just can't disguise (can't disguise)&lt;br /&gt;Its gonna hurt but I'll have to say goodbye (say goodbye)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up in my lonely room (wah oooo)&lt;br /&gt;When I'm dreaming of you&lt;br /&gt;Oh what can I do (wah oooo)&lt;br /&gt;I still need you, but (wah oooo)&lt;br /&gt;I don't want you now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooooooh Ooooohh Ooooooh Ooooohh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up in my lonely room (wah oooo)&lt;br /&gt;When I'm dreaming of you&lt;br /&gt;Oh what can I do (wah oooo)&lt;br /&gt;I still need you, but (wah oooo)&lt;br /&gt;I don't want you now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Esto aumenta en mi corazón cuando salta un golpe &lt;br /&gt;No puede sentirse el suelo debajo de mis pies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arriba en mi habitación solitaria (wah uuuu)&lt;br /&gt;Cuando sueño contigo&lt;br /&gt;Oh, qué puedo hacer (wah uuuu)&lt;br /&gt;Aún te necesito, pero&lt;br /&gt;No te quiero ahora (wah uuuu)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando estoy deprimido y mis manos están atadas &lt;br /&gt;No puedo alcanzar una pluma para dibujar la línea &lt;br /&gt;De este dolor yo simplemente no puedo disimular &lt;br /&gt;Va a herir pero tendré que decir “adios” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arriba en mi habitación solitaria (wah uuuu)&lt;br /&gt;Cuando sueño contigo&lt;br /&gt;Oh, qué puedo hacer (wah uuuu)&lt;br /&gt;Aún te necesito, pero (wah uuuu)&lt;br /&gt;No te quiero ahora&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, sí&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooooooh Ooooohh Ooooooh Ooooohh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arriba en mi habitación solitaria (wah uuuu)&lt;br /&gt;Cuando sueño contigo&lt;br /&gt;Oh, qué puedo hacer (wah uuuu)&lt;br /&gt;Aún te necesito, pero (wah uuuu)&lt;br /&gt;No te quiero ahora  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714491003572732962-4165341874930817555?l=cancionparamidia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/feeds/4165341874930817555/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/2010/02/coral-dreaming-of-you.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714491003572732962/posts/default/4165341874930817555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714491003572732962/posts/default/4165341874930817555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/2010/02/coral-dreaming-of-you.html' title='The Coral - Dreaming of You'/><author><name>VicManiaco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10462094991450423343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b14XIM0zeHU/S3__zqa_puI/AAAAAAAAAjo/K27Nfo0pODA/S220/HJC+2.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i49.tinypic.com/skvt6u_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714491003572732962.post-8588756726297576845</id><published>2010-02-12T18:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T18:03:15.097-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gary Jules'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Donnie Darko'/><title type='text'>Gary Jules - Mad World</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Gary Jules - Mad World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.tinypic.com/33c6ddl.jpg" border="0" alt="VicManiaco"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Artista: Gary Jules&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Cancion: Mad World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Album: Donnie Darko OST (2001)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=b808b53" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" summary="Tabla"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;All around me are familiar faces&lt;br /&gt;Worn out places, worn out faces&lt;br /&gt;Bright and early for their daily races&lt;br /&gt;Going nowhere, going nowhere&lt;br /&gt;Their tears are filling up their glasses&lt;br /&gt;No expression, no expression&lt;br /&gt;Hide my head I want to drown my sorrow&lt;br /&gt;No tomorrow, no tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I find it kinda funny&lt;br /&gt;I find it kinda sad&lt;br /&gt;The dreams in which I'm dying&lt;br /&gt;Are the best I've ever had&lt;br /&gt;I find it hard to tell you&lt;br /&gt;I find it hard to take&lt;br /&gt;When people run in circles&lt;br /&gt;It's a very, very mad world, mad world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Children waiting for the day they feel good&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday, Happy Birthday&lt;br /&gt;Made to feel the way that every child should&lt;br /&gt;Sit and listen, sit and listen&lt;br /&gt;Went to school and I was very nervous&lt;br /&gt;No one knew me, no one knew me&lt;br /&gt;Hello teacher tell me what's my lesson&lt;br /&gt;Look right through me, look right through me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I find it kinda funny&lt;br /&gt;I find it kinda sad&lt;br /&gt;The dreams in which I'm dying&lt;br /&gt;Are the best I've ever had&lt;br /&gt;I find it hard to tell you&lt;br /&gt;I find it hard to take&lt;br /&gt;When people run in circles&lt;br /&gt;It's a very, very mad world ... mad world&lt;br /&gt;Enlarging your world&lt;br /&gt;Mad world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Todos los rostros a mi alrededor son conocidos&lt;br /&gt;Lugares gastados, rostros cansados&lt;br /&gt;Temprano y brillantes hacia la competencia diaria&lt;br /&gt;Yendo a ningún lado, sin un destino&lt;br /&gt;Sus lágrimas están llenando sus vasos&lt;br /&gt;Sin expresión, sin expresión&lt;br /&gt;Oculto mi cabeza, quiero ahogar mi dolor&lt;br /&gt;Sin un mañana, sin un futuro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y es algo curioso&lt;br /&gt;Es algo triste&lt;br /&gt;Que en los sueños en los que he muerto&lt;br /&gt;Son los mejores que he tenido&lt;br /&gt;Es difícil decírtelo&lt;br /&gt;Es difícil aceptar que&lt;br /&gt;Cuando la gente da vueltas en círculos&lt;br /&gt;Este es un mundo, muy muy loco, mundo loco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Los niños esperando los días en los que se sienten bien&lt;br /&gt;Feliz cumpleaños, feliz cumpleaños&lt;br /&gt;Obligado a sentirme de la manera en que cada niño debería&lt;br /&gt;Siéntate y escucha, siéntate y escucha&lt;br /&gt;Fui a la escuela y estaba muy nervioso&lt;br /&gt;Nadie me conocía, nadie me conocía&lt;br /&gt;Hola maestra, dígame cual es mi lección&lt;br /&gt;Solo me revisó, me revisó&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y lo encuentro algo curioso&lt;br /&gt;Es algo triste&lt;br /&gt;Que en los sueños en los que he muerto&lt;br /&gt;Son los mejores que he tenido&lt;br /&gt;Es difícil decírtelo&lt;br /&gt;Es difícil aceptar que&lt;br /&gt;Cuando la gente da vueltas en círculos&lt;br /&gt;Este se vuelve un mundo, muy muy loco, mundo loco&lt;br /&gt;Agrandando tu mundo&lt;br /&gt;Mundo loco.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714491003572732962-8588756726297576845?l=cancionparamidia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/feeds/8588756726297576845/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/2010/02/gary-jules-mad-world.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714491003572732962/posts/default/8588756726297576845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714491003572732962/posts/default/8588756726297576845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/2010/02/gary-jules-mad-world.html' title='Gary Jules - Mad World'/><author><name>VicManiaco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10462094991450423343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b14XIM0zeHU/S3__zqa_puI/AAAAAAAAAjo/K27Nfo0pODA/S220/HJC+2.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i45.tinypic.com/33c6ddl_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714491003572732962.post-1551329184505992033</id><published>2010-02-11T15:29:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T17:48:31.963-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kaiser Chiefs'/><title type='text'>Kaiser Chiefs - Never Miss A Beat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Kaiser Chiefs - Never Miss A Beat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i49.tinypic.com/mj017d.jpg" border="0" alt="VicManiaco"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Artista: Kaiser Chiefs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Cancion: Never Miss A Beat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Album: Off With Their Heads (2008)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=e7d9994" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" summary="Tabla"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;What did you learn today?&lt;br /&gt;I learned nothin&lt;br /&gt;What did you do today?&lt;br /&gt;I did nothin&lt;br /&gt;What did you learn at school?&lt;br /&gt;I didn't go&lt;br /&gt;Why didn't you go to school?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's cool to know nothin (x2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Television's on the blink&lt;br /&gt;There's nothin on it&lt;br /&gt;I really want to really big coat&lt;br /&gt;With words on it&lt;br /&gt;What do you want for tea?&lt;br /&gt;I want crisps&lt;br /&gt;Why didn't you join the team?&lt;br /&gt;I just didn't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's cool to know nothin (x2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a look, take a look, take a look&lt;br /&gt;at the kids on the street&lt;br /&gt;No they never miss a beat&lt;br /&gt;No they never miss a beat&lt;br /&gt;Never miss a beat&lt;br /&gt;Never miss a beat, beat, beat, beat&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at the kids on the street&lt;br /&gt;No they never miss a beat&lt;br /&gt;No they never miss a beat&lt;br /&gt;Never miss a beat&lt;br /&gt;Never miss a&lt;br /&gt;Never miss a beat&lt;br /&gt;Never miss a beat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here comes the referee&lt;br /&gt;The light's flashin&lt;br /&gt;Best bit of the day&lt;br /&gt;Now that's livin&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you run away?&lt;br /&gt;Are you kiddin?&lt;br /&gt;What is the golden rule?&lt;br /&gt;You say nothin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's cool to know nothin (x2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a look, take a look, take a look&lt;br /&gt;at the kids on the street&lt;br /&gt;No they never miss a beat&lt;br /&gt;No they never miss a beat&lt;br /&gt;Never miss a beat&lt;br /&gt;Never miss a beat, beat, beat, beat&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at the kids on the street&lt;br /&gt;No they never miss a beat&lt;br /&gt;No they never miss a beat&lt;br /&gt;Never miss a beat&lt;br /&gt;Never miss a&lt;br /&gt;Never miss a beat&lt;br /&gt;Never miss a beat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a look, take a look, take a look&lt;br /&gt;at the kids on the street&lt;br /&gt;No they never miss a beat&lt;br /&gt;No they never miss a beat&lt;br /&gt;Never miss a beat&lt;br /&gt;Never miss a beat, beat, beat, beat&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at the kids on the street&lt;br /&gt;No they never miss a beat&lt;br /&gt;No they never miss a beat&lt;br /&gt;Never miss a beat&lt;br /&gt;Never miss a&lt;br /&gt;Never miss a beat&lt;br /&gt;Never miss a beat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;¿Qué aprendiste hoy?&lt;br /&gt;Me enteré de nada&lt;br /&gt;¿Qué hiciste hoy?&lt;br /&gt;Lo hice nada&lt;br /&gt;¿Qué aprendiste en la escuela?&lt;br /&gt;Yo no fui&lt;br /&gt;¿Por qué no ir a la escuela?&lt;br /&gt;No sé&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se trata de enfriar a saber nada (x2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De la televisión en el parpadeo&lt;br /&gt;No hay nada en él&lt;br /&gt;Realmente quiero realmente grande abrigo&lt;br /&gt;Con palabras que le&lt;br /&gt;¿Qué desea para el té?&lt;br /&gt;Quiero patatas fritas&lt;br /&gt;¿Por qué no te unes al equipo?&lt;br /&gt;Yo sólo no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se trata de enfriar a saber nada (x2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Echa un vistazo, echar un vistazo, echar un vistazo&lt;br /&gt;a los niños en la calle&lt;br /&gt;No que nunca pierdas nada&lt;br /&gt;No que nunca pierdas nada&lt;br /&gt;Nunca pierdas nada&lt;br /&gt;No te pierdas ni un ritmo, ritmo, compás, ritmo&lt;br /&gt;Echa un vistazo a los niños en la calle&lt;br /&gt;No que nunca pierdas nada&lt;br /&gt;No que nunca pierdas nada&lt;br /&gt;Nunca pierdas nada&lt;br /&gt;Nunca pierdas una&lt;br /&gt;Nunca pierdas nada&lt;br /&gt;Nunca pierdas nada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aquí viene el árbitro&lt;br /&gt;La luz del flashin&lt;br /&gt;Poco mejor de la jornada&lt;br /&gt;Ahora que el vivir&lt;br /&gt;¿Por qué no huir?&lt;br /&gt;Åre que Bromeas?&lt;br /&gt;¿Cuál es la regla de oro?&lt;br /&gt;Usted dice nada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se trata de enfriar a saber nada (x2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Echa un vistazo, echar un vistazo, echar un vistazo&lt;br /&gt;a los niños en la calle&lt;br /&gt;No que nunca pierdas nada&lt;br /&gt;No que nunca pierdas nada&lt;br /&gt;Nunca pierdas nada&lt;br /&gt;No te pierdas ni un ritmo, ritmo, compás, ritmo&lt;br /&gt;Echa un vistazo a los niños en la calle&lt;br /&gt;No que nunca pierdas nada&lt;br /&gt;No que nunca pierdas nada&lt;br /&gt;Nunca pierdas nada&lt;br /&gt;Nunca pierdas una&lt;br /&gt;Nunca pierdas nada&lt;br /&gt;Nunca pierdas nada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Echa un vistazo, echar un vistazo, echar un vistazo&lt;br /&gt;a los niños en la calle&lt;br /&gt;No que nunca pierdas nada&lt;br /&gt;No que nunca pierdas nada&lt;br /&gt;Nunca pierdas nada&lt;br /&gt;No te pierdas ni un ritmo, ritmo, compás, ritmo&lt;br /&gt;Echa un vistazo a los niños en la calle&lt;br /&gt;No que nunca pierdas nada&lt;br /&gt;No que nunca pierdas nada&lt;br /&gt;Nunca pierdas nada&lt;br /&gt;Nunca pierdas una&lt;br /&gt;Nunca pierdas nada&lt;br /&gt;Nunca pierdas nada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714491003572732962-1551329184505992033?l=cancionparamidia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/feeds/1551329184505992033/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/2010/02/kaiser-chiefs-never-miss-beat.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714491003572732962/posts/default/1551329184505992033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714491003572732962/posts/default/1551329184505992033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/2010/02/kaiser-chiefs-never-miss-beat.html' title='Kaiser Chiefs - Never Miss A Beat'/><author><name>VicManiaco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10462094991450423343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b14XIM0zeHU/S3__zqa_puI/AAAAAAAAAjo/K27Nfo0pODA/S220/HJC+2.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i49.tinypic.com/mj017d_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714491003572732962.post-8185787445254356380</id><published>2010-02-10T17:07:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T17:08:34.593-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jane&apos;s Addiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sex'/><title type='text'>jane's Addiction - Jane Says</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Jane's Addiction - Jane Says&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i48.tinypic.com/og01lg.jpg" border="0" alt="VicManiaco"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Artista: Jane's Addiction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Cancion: Jane Says&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Album: Nothing's Shocking (1988)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=73ed48c" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" summary="Tabla"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Jane says &lt;br /&gt;I'm done with sergio &lt;br /&gt;He treats me like a rag doll &lt;br /&gt;She hides&lt;br /&gt;The television &lt;br /&gt;Says 'i don't owe him nothing, &lt;br /&gt;But if he comes back again &lt;br /&gt;Tell him to wait right here for me or, &lt;br /&gt;Try again tomorrow'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I'm gonna kick tomorrow...'&lt;br /&gt;'I'm gonna kick tomorrow...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jane says &lt;br /&gt;'Have you seen my wig around? &lt;br /&gt;I feel naked without it'&lt;br /&gt;She knows &lt;br /&gt;They all want her to go &lt;br /&gt;But that's ok man &lt;br /&gt;She don't like them anyway &lt;br /&gt;Jane says &lt;br /&gt;'I'm going away to spain&lt;br /&gt;when i get my money saved&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna start tomorrow'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I'm gonna kick tomorrow...'&lt;br /&gt;'I'm gonna kick tomorrow...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She gets mad &lt;br /&gt;And she starts to cry &lt;br /&gt;Takes a swing but she can't hit!&lt;br /&gt;She don't mean no harm &lt;br /&gt;She just don't know... &lt;br /&gt;What else to do about it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jane goes &lt;br /&gt;To the store at eight &lt;br /&gt;She walks up on st. andrews &lt;br /&gt;She waits&lt;br /&gt;And gets her dinner there &lt;br /&gt;She pulls her dinner&lt;br /&gt;From her pocket&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jane says &lt;br /&gt;'I've never been in love - no'&lt;br /&gt;She don't know what it is &lt;br /&gt;She only knows if someone wants her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I only want 'em if they want me,...'&lt;br /&gt;'I only know they want me...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jane says... &lt;br /&gt;Jane says...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Jane dice&lt;br /&gt;He terminado con Sergio&lt;br /&gt;El me trata como muñeca de trapo&lt;br /&gt;Ella esconde&lt;br /&gt;La televisión&lt;br /&gt;Dice “Yo no le debo nada a el”,&lt;br /&gt;Pero si el regresa mañana&lt;br /&gt;Dile que espere aquí mismo por mí o,&lt;br /&gt;Que intente de nuevo mañana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voy a patear el mañana…&lt;br /&gt;Voy a patear el mañana…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jane dice &lt;br /&gt;¿Han visto mi peluca por aquí?&lt;br /&gt;Me siento desnuda sin ella&lt;br /&gt;Ella sabe&lt;br /&gt;Que todos ellos quieren que se vaya&lt;br /&gt;Pero eso está bien hombre&lt;br /&gt;A ella no le gustan ellos de todos modos&lt;br /&gt;Jane dice&lt;br /&gt;Voy a ir a España&lt;br /&gt;cuando tenga dinero ahorrado&lt;br /&gt;Voy a empezar mañana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voy a patear el mañana…&lt;br /&gt;Voy a patear el mañana…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ella se enoja&lt;br /&gt;Y quiere llorar &lt;br /&gt;Intenta pegar pero no puede&lt;br /&gt;Ella no hace ningún daño&lt;br /&gt;Ella simplemente no sabe…&lt;br /&gt;Que más hacer &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jane se va &lt;br /&gt;A la tienda a las ocho&lt;br /&gt;Ella camina por St. Andrews&lt;br /&gt;Ella espera&lt;br /&gt;Y cena ahí&lt;br /&gt;Saca su cena &lt;br /&gt;De su bolsillo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jane dice&lt;br /&gt;Nunca he estado enamorada&lt;br /&gt;Ella no sabe lo que es&lt;br /&gt;Solo sabe si alguien la quiere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo solo los quiero si ellos me quieren, …&lt;br /&gt;Yo solo sé que ellos me quieres…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jane dice…&lt;br /&gt;Jane dice… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714491003572732962-8185787445254356380?l=cancionparamidia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/feeds/8185787445254356380/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/2010/02/janes-addiction-jane-says.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714491003572732962/posts/default/8185787445254356380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714491003572732962/posts/default/8185787445254356380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/2010/02/janes-addiction-jane-says.html' title='jane&apos;s Addiction - Jane Says'/><author><name>VicManiaco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10462094991450423343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b14XIM0zeHU/S3__zqa_puI/AAAAAAAAAjo/K27Nfo0pODA/S220/HJC+2.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i48.tinypic.com/og01lg_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714491003572732962.post-3921870207980683074</id><published>2010-02-08T11:47:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T11:47:59.037-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Incubus'/><title type='text'>Incubus - Megalomaniac</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Incubus - Megalomaniac&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i46.tinypic.com/20r681z.jpg" border="0" alt="VicManiaco"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Artista: Incubus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Cancion: Megalomaniac&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Album: A Crow Left of the Murder (2004)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=2e39707" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" summary="Tabla"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I hear you on the radio&lt;br /&gt;You permeate in my screen&lt;br /&gt;It’s unkind but,&lt;br /&gt;If I met you in a scissor Fight&lt;br /&gt;I’d cut off both your wings&lt;br /&gt;On principle alone&lt;br /&gt;On principle alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey megalomaniac!&lt;br /&gt;You’re no jesus&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, you no fucking Elvis!&lt;br /&gt;Wash your hands clean of yourself, baby&lt;br /&gt;And step down, step down, step down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were your appendages&lt;br /&gt;I'd hold open your eyes so you &lt;br /&gt;Would see&lt;br /&gt;That all of us are heaven sent&lt;br /&gt;and there was never meant to be only one&lt;br /&gt;to be only one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey megalomaniac&lt;br /&gt;you're no Jesus&lt;br /&gt;yeah, you're no fucking Elvis&lt;br /&gt;wash your hands clean of yourself, baby&lt;br /&gt;and step down, step down, step down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step down, step down&lt;br /&gt;ooh, step down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;you're, you're, you're&lt;br /&gt;you're no Jesus&lt;br /&gt;you're not Elvis&lt;br /&gt;you're no Jesus&lt;br /&gt;you're no Jesus&lt;br /&gt;you're no Elvis&lt;br /&gt;you're no answer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step down, step down&lt;br /&gt;step down, step down, hey, hey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey megalomaniac&lt;br /&gt;you're no Jesus&lt;br /&gt;yeah, you're no fucking Elvis&lt;br /&gt;wash your hands clean of yourself, baby&lt;br /&gt;and step down, step, step down&lt;br /&gt;step down, oh step down&lt;br /&gt;oh, step down, step down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Te escucho en la radio&lt;br /&gt;Permaneces en mi pantalla&lt;br /&gt;Es incómodo pero,&lt;br /&gt;Si te hubiera conocido en una pelea de tijeras&lt;br /&gt;Te habría cortado ambas alas&lt;br /&gt;En un prototipo de soledad&lt;br /&gt;En un prototipo de soledad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oye Megalómano!&lt;br /&gt;No eres Jesús&lt;br /&gt;Si, no eres el maldito Elvis! &lt;br /&gt;Lava tus manos limpias o a ti mismo&lt;br /&gt;Y relájate, relájate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si fuera uno de tus accesorios&lt;br /&gt;Te mantendría los ojos abiertos para que &lt;br /&gt;puedas ver &lt;br /&gt;Que nosotros somos enviados desde el cielo&lt;br /&gt;Y eso nunca significo ser uno solo&lt;br /&gt;Ser uno solo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oye Megalómano!&lt;br /&gt;No eres Jesús&lt;br /&gt;Si, no eres el maldito Elvis! &lt;br /&gt;Lava tus manos limpias o a ti mismo&lt;br /&gt;Y relájate, relájate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relájate, relájate&lt;br /&gt;OH, relájate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si!&lt;br /&gt;Tú, tú, tú,&lt;br /&gt;Tú no eres Jesús&lt;br /&gt;Tú no eres Elvis&lt;br /&gt;Tú no eres Jesús&lt;br /&gt;Tú no eres Jesús&lt;br /&gt;Tú no eres Elvis&lt;br /&gt;Tú no eres la respuesta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relájate, relájate&lt;br /&gt;Relájate, relájate, oye oye! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oye Megalómano!&lt;br /&gt;No eres Jesús&lt;br /&gt;Si, no eres el maldito Elvis! &lt;br /&gt;Lava tus manos limpias o a ti mismo&lt;br /&gt;Y relájate, relájate&lt;br /&gt;Relájate, oh relájate&lt;br /&gt;Oh, relájate, relájate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714491003572732962-3921870207980683074?l=cancionparamidia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/feeds/3921870207980683074/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/2010/02/incubus-megalomaniac.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714491003572732962/posts/default/3921870207980683074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714491003572732962/posts/default/3921870207980683074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/2010/02/incubus-megalomaniac.html' title='Incubus - Megalomaniac'/><author><name>VicManiaco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10462094991450423343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b14XIM0zeHU/S3__zqa_puI/AAAAAAAAAjo/K27Nfo0pODA/S220/HJC+2.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i46.tinypic.com/20r681z_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714491003572732962.post-5512775922376157866</id><published>2010-02-07T11:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T11:06:08.966-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manic Street Preachers'/><title type='text'>Manic Street Preachers - A Design for Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Manic Street Preachers - A Design for Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i48.tinypic.com/2vumzpl.jpg" border="0" alt="VicManiaco"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Artista: Manic Street Preachers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Cancion: A Design for Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Album: Everything Must Go (1996)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=5d6a9a5" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" summary="Tabla"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Libraries gave us power&lt;br /&gt;Then work came and make us free&lt;br /&gt;What price now &lt;br /&gt;for a shallow piece of dignity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had a bottle&lt;br /&gt;Right here in my dirty face &lt;br /&gt;To wear the scars&lt;br /&gt;To show from where I came&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don´t talk about love&lt;br /&gt;We only want to get drunk&lt;br /&gt;And we are not allowed to spend&lt;br /&gt;As we are told that this is the end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A design for life&lt;br /&gt;A design for life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had a bottle&lt;br /&gt;Right here in my pretty face&lt;br /&gt;To wear the scars&lt;br /&gt;To show from where I came&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don´t talk about love&lt;br /&gt;We only want to get drunk&lt;br /&gt;And we are not allowed to spend&lt;br /&gt;As we are told that this is the end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A design for life&lt;br /&gt;A design for life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Las bibliotecas nos dieron poder&lt;br /&gt;Luego vino el trabajo y nos hizo libres&lt;br /&gt;¿Qué precio debemos pagar ahora&lt;br /&gt;Por un pequeño trozo de dignidad? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quisiera tener una botella&lt;br /&gt;Aquí mismo, en mi cara sucia&lt;br /&gt;Para llevar las cicatrices&lt;br /&gt;Para demostrar de dónde vengo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosotros no hablamos de amor&lt;br /&gt;Sólo queremos estar borrachos&lt;br /&gt;Y no nos está permitido difundir&lt;br /&gt;Cómo nos contaron que éste era el fin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un diseño para la vida&lt;br /&gt;Un diseño para la vida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quisiera tener una botella&lt;br /&gt;Aquí mismo, en mi cara hermosa&lt;br /&gt;Para llevar las cicatrices&lt;br /&gt;Para demostrar de dónde vengo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosotros no hablamos de amor&lt;br /&gt;Sólo queremos estar borrachos&lt;br /&gt;Y no nos está permitido difundir&lt;br /&gt;Cómo nos contaron que éste era el fin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un diseño para la vida&lt;br /&gt;Un diseño para la vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Life'/><author><name>VicManiaco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10462094991450423343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b14XIM0zeHU/S3__zqa_puI/AAAAAAAAAjo/K27Nfo0pODA/S220/HJC+2.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i48.tinypic.com/2vumzpl_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714491003572732962.post-9023903943619115872</id><published>2010-02-06T16:56:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T11:09:48.660-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Killers'/><title type='text'>The Killers - For Reasons Unknown</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;The Killers - For Reasons Unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i48.tinypic.com/2ihmcg6.jpg" border="0" alt="VicManiaco"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Artista: The Killers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Cancion: For Reasons Unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Album: Sam's Town (2006)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=b0a3780" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" summary="Tabla"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I pack my case.&lt;br /&gt;I check my face.&lt;br /&gt;I look a little bit older.&lt;br /&gt;I look a little bit colder.&lt;br /&gt;With one deep breath,&lt;br /&gt;and one big step,&lt;br /&gt;I move a little bit closer.&lt;br /&gt;I move a little bit closer.&lt;br /&gt;For reasons unknown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I caught my stride.&lt;br /&gt;I flew and flied.&lt;br /&gt;I know if destiny’s kind,&lt;br /&gt;I’ve got the rest on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;But my heart,&lt;br /&gt;it don’t beep,&lt;br /&gt;it don’t beep the way it used to.&lt;br /&gt;And my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;they don’t see you no more.&lt;br /&gt;And my lips,&lt;br /&gt;they don’t kiss,&lt;br /&gt;they don’t kiss the way they used to,&lt;br /&gt;and my eyes don’t recognize you no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For reasons unknown;&lt;br /&gt;for reasons unknown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was an open chair.&lt;br /&gt;We sat down in the open chair.&lt;br /&gt;I said if destiny’s kind,&lt;br /&gt;I’ve got the rest on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;But my heart,&lt;br /&gt;it don’t beat,&lt;br /&gt;it don’t beat the way it used to.&lt;br /&gt;And my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;they don’t see you no more.&lt;br /&gt;And my lips,&lt;br /&gt;they don’t kiss,&lt;br /&gt;they don’t kiss the way they used to,&lt;br /&gt;and my eyes don’t recognize you at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For reasons unknown;&lt;br /&gt;for reasons unknown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Hice mi maleta.&lt;br /&gt;Me miré al espejo.&lt;br /&gt;Parezco más viejo.&lt;br /&gt;Parezco más frío.&lt;br /&gt;Con un profundo respiro&lt;br /&gt;y un gran paso,&lt;br /&gt;me acerco un poco más.&lt;br /&gt;Un poco más,&lt;br /&gt;por motivos desconocidos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dí una zancada.&lt;br /&gt;Volé, y volaré.&lt;br /&gt;Sé que si el destino me es propicio,&lt;br /&gt;conservaré lo que queda en mi cabeza.&lt;br /&gt;Pero mi corazón&lt;br /&gt;no late.&lt;br /&gt;No late como solía hacerlo.&lt;br /&gt;Y mis ojos,&lt;br /&gt;no ven como solían ver.&lt;br /&gt;Apenas te ven.&lt;br /&gt;Y mis labios,&lt;br /&gt;no besan.&lt;br /&gt;No besan como solían hacerlo.&lt;br /&gt;Y mis ojos no te reconocen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por motivos desconocidos.&lt;br /&gt;Por motivos desconocidos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Había una silla libre.&lt;br /&gt;Nos sentamos en ella.&lt;br /&gt;Dije que si el destino nos era favorable,&lt;br /&gt;lo tendría en mi mente.&lt;br /&gt;Pero mi corazón&lt;br /&gt;no late.&lt;br /&gt;No late como solía hacerlo.&lt;br /&gt;Y mis ojos,&lt;br /&gt;no ven como solían ver.&lt;br /&gt;Y mis labios,&lt;br /&gt;no besan.&lt;br /&gt;No besan como solían hacerlo.&lt;br /&gt;Y mis ojos no te reconocen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por motivos desconocidos.&lt;br /&gt;Por motivos 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href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/2010/02/killers-for-reasons-unknown.html' title='The Killers - For Reasons Unknown'/><author><name>VicManiaco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10462094991450423343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b14XIM0zeHU/S3__zqa_puI/AAAAAAAAAjo/K27Nfo0pODA/S220/HJC+2.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i48.tinypic.com/2ihmcg6_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714491003572732962.post-2965271721419290308</id><published>2010-02-04T20:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T20:46:00.944-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weezer'/><title type='text'>Weezer - Pork and Beans</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Weezer - Pork and Beans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i46.tinypic.com/2vrzgcx.jpg" border="0" alt="VicManiaco"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Artista: Weezer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Cancion: Pork and Beans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Album: Weezer (The Red Album) (2008)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=818d661" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" summary="Tabla"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Dicen que necesito un crecepelo para poner en mi cabello&lt;br /&gt;ir al gimnasio para encajar mi ropa interior&lt;br /&gt;Oakley hace las sombras para transformar un instrumento&lt;br /&gt;lamentarías que los niños pensaran que has perdido tu estilo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voy a hacer lo que quiero hacer&lt;br /&gt;no tengo que demostrarte nada &lt;br /&gt;me como mi caramelo de carne y frijoles&lt;br /&gt;perdona mis modales si hago una escena&lt;br /&gt;no voy a llevar la ropa que te gusta&lt;br /&gt;soy fino y llevo un "dandy" dentro de mí&lt;br /&gt;me miro al espejo y me hago cosquillas &lt;br /&gt;me importa un comino lo que pienses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A cada uno le gusta bailar una canción alegre&lt;br /&gt;con un coro pegadizo y entonces golpean y cantan&lt;br /&gt;Timbaland sabe la manera de llegar a la cima&lt;br /&gt;tal vez si trabajo con él  puedo perfeccionar el arte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voy a hacer lo que quiero hacer&lt;br /&gt;no tengo que demostrarte nada &lt;br /&gt;me como mi caramelo de carne y frijoles&lt;br /&gt;perdona mis modales si hago una escena&lt;br /&gt;no voy a llevar la ropa que te gusta&lt;br /&gt;soy fino y llevo un "dandy" dentro de mí&lt;br /&gt;me miro al espejo y me hago cosquillas&lt;br /&gt;me importa un comino lo que pienses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, no me preocupa&lt;br /&gt;No me preocupa&lt;br /&gt;No me preocupa&lt;br /&gt;No me preocupa&lt;br /&gt;No me preocupa&lt;br /&gt;No me preocupa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voy a hacer lo que quiero hacer&lt;br /&gt;no tengo que demostrarte nada &lt;br /&gt;me como mi caramelo de Carne &amp; Frijoles&lt;br /&gt;perdona mis modales si hago una escena&lt;br /&gt;no voy a llevar la ropa que te gusta&lt;br /&gt;soy fino y llevo un "dandy" dentro de mí&lt;br /&gt;me miro al espejo y me hago cosquillas&lt;br /&gt;me importa un comino lo que pienses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;They say I need some rogaine to put in my hair&lt;br /&gt;Work it out at the gym to fit my underwear&lt;br /&gt;Oakley makes the shades to transform a tool&lt;br /&gt;You'd hate for the kids to think that you've lost your cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imma do the things that i wanna do&lt;br /&gt;I ain't got a thing to prove to you&lt;br /&gt;I'll eat my candy with the pork and beans&lt;br /&gt;Excuse my manners if i make a scene&lt;br /&gt;I ain't gonna wear the clothes that you like&lt;br /&gt;I'm fine and dandy with the me inside&lt;br /&gt;One look in the mirror and i'm tickled pink&lt;br /&gt;I don't give a hoot about what you think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone likes to dance to a happy song&lt;br /&gt;with a catchy chorus and beat so they can sing along&lt;br /&gt;Timbaland knows the way to reach the top of the charts&lt;br /&gt;maybe if i work with him i can perfect the art&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imma do the things that i wanna do&lt;br /&gt;I ain't got a thing to prove to you&lt;br /&gt;I'll eat my candy with the pork and beans&lt;br /&gt;Excuse my manners if i make a scene&lt;br /&gt;I ain't gonna wear the clothes that you like&lt;br /&gt;I'm fine and dandy with the me inside&lt;br /&gt;one look in the mirror and i'm tickled pink &lt;br /&gt;I don't give a hoot about what you think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I don't care&lt;br /&gt;I don't care&lt;br /&gt;I don't care&lt;br /&gt;I don't care&lt;br /&gt;I don't care&lt;br /&gt;I don't care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imma do the things that i wanna do&lt;br /&gt;I ain't got a thing to prove to you&lt;br /&gt;I'll eat my candy with the pork and beans&lt;br /&gt;Excuse my manners if i make a scene&lt;br /&gt;I ain't gonna wear the clothes that you like&lt;br /&gt;I'm fine and dandy with the me inside&lt;br /&gt;one look in the mirror and i'm tickled pink &lt;br /&gt;I don't give a hoot about what you thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714491003572732962-2965271721419290308?l=cancionparamidia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/feeds/2965271721419290308/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/2010/02/weezer-pork-and-beans.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714491003572732962/posts/default/2965271721419290308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714491003572732962/posts/default/2965271721419290308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/2010/02/weezer-pork-and-beans.html' title='Weezer - Pork and Beans'/><author><name>VicManiaco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10462094991450423343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b14XIM0zeHU/S3__zqa_puI/AAAAAAAAAjo/K27Nfo0pODA/S220/HJC+2.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i46.tinypic.com/2vrzgcx_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714491003572732962.post-3949603696988572642</id><published>2010-02-03T16:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T16:20:24.691-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yeah Yeah Yeahs'/><title type='text'>Yeah Yeah Yeahs - Y-Control</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Yeah Yeah Yeahs - Y-Control&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i46.tinypic.com/2q22slx.jpg" border="0" alt="VicManiaco"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Artista: Yeah Yeah Yeahs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Cancion: Y Control&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Album: Fever To Tell (2003)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=3c583f0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" summary="Tabla"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;oh so all my lovin' go's&lt;br /&gt;under the fog fog fog&lt;br /&gt;and I will leave them all&lt;br /&gt;well I'm just a poor little baby&lt;br /&gt;cause well i believe them all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh so while your growing old&lt;br /&gt;under the gun gun gun&lt;br /&gt;and I believe them all&lt;br /&gt;well I'm just one poor baby&lt;br /&gt;cause well I believe them all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish i could buy back&lt;br /&gt;the woman you stole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y-control, Y-control&lt;br /&gt;you walk, walk, walk, walk, walk my winners&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;out of control, out of control&lt;br /&gt;you walk, walk, walk, walk, walk my winners&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;out of control, high control&lt;br /&gt;you walk, walk, walk, walk, walk my winners&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;out of control, out of control&lt;br /&gt;you walk, walk, walk, walk, walk my winners&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh so all my lovin' go's &lt;br /&gt;under the fog fog fog&lt;br /&gt;and I believe them all&lt;br /&gt;well I'm just a poor little baby&lt;br /&gt;cause well i believe them all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Oh , así todo mi amor se va&lt;br /&gt;Bajo la niebla, niebla, niebla&lt;br /&gt;Y los dejare a todos&lt;br /&gt;Bueno, solo soy una pobre niña pequeña&lt;br /&gt;Porque creo en todos ellos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, así que mientras envejeces&lt;br /&gt;Bajo el arma, arma, arma&lt;br /&gt;Y yo creo en todos ellos&lt;br /&gt;Bueno, solo soy una pobre pequeña niña&lt;br /&gt;Porque creo en todos ellos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quisiera poder comprar de nuevo&lt;br /&gt;A la mujer que robaste&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y control, Y control&lt;br /&gt;Caminas, caminas, caminas, caminas, caminas mis ganadores&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuera de control, fuera de control&lt;br /&gt;Caminas, caminas, caminas, caminas, caminas mis ganadores&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuera de control, alto control&lt;br /&gt;Caminas, caminas, caminas, caminas, caminas mis ganadores&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuera de control, fuera de control&lt;br /&gt;Caminas, caminas, caminas, caminas, caminas mis ganadores&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh , así todo mi amor se va&lt;br /&gt;Bajo la niebla, niebla, niebla&lt;br /&gt;Y los dejare a todos&lt;br /&gt;Bueno, solo soy una pobre niña pequeña&lt;br /&gt;Porque creo en todos ellos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.tinypic.com/5tt66p.jpg" border="0" alt="VicManiaco"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714491003572732962-3949603696988572642?l=cancionparamidia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/feeds/3949603696988572642/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/2010/02/yeah-yeah-yeahs-y-control.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714491003572732962/posts/default/3949603696988572642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714491003572732962/posts/default/3949603696988572642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/2010/02/yeah-yeah-yeahs-y-control.html' title='Yeah Yeah Yeahs - Y-Control'/><author><name>VicManiaco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10462094991450423343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b14XIM0zeHU/S3__zqa_puI/AAAAAAAAAjo/K27Nfo0pODA/S220/HJC+2.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i46.tinypic.com/2q22slx_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714491003572732962.post-251119315306153068</id><published>2010-02-02T14:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T14:50:35.181-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Black Sabbath'/><title type='text'>Black Sabbath - Paranoid</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Black Sabbath - Paranoid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i50.tinypic.com/23mlvm9.jpg" border="0" alt="VicManiaco"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Artista: Black Sabbath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Cancion: Paranoid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Album: Paranoid (1970)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=5853da0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" summary="Tabla"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Finished with my woman 'cause she couldn't help me with my mind&lt;br /&gt;people think I'm insane because I am browning all the time&lt;br /&gt;All day long I think of things but nothing seems to satisfy&lt;br /&gt;Think I'll lose my mind if I don't find something to pacify&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you help me thought you were my friend&lt;br /&gt;Whoah yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need someone to show me the things in life that I can't find&lt;br /&gt;I can't see the things that make true happiness, I must be blind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make a joke and I will sigh and you will laugh and I will cry&lt;br /&gt;Happiness I cannot feel and love to me is so unreal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so as you hear these words telling you now of my state&lt;br /&gt;I tell you to enjoy life I wish I could but it's too late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Terminé con mi mujer porque no podía ayudarme con mi mente&lt;br /&gt;Las personas piensan que estoy demente porque frunzo el entrecejo todo el tiempo&lt;br /&gt;Todo el día pienso en cosas pero nada parece satisfacerme&lt;br /&gt;Pienso que perderé mi mente si no hallo algo para pacificarla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Puedes ayudarme a ocupar mi cerebro?&lt;br /&gt;Oh sí&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Necesito a alguien que me muestre las cosas en la vida que no puedo hallar&lt;br /&gt;No puedo ver las cosas que hacen la felicidad, debo estar ciego&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haz un chiste y suspiraré y tu te reirás y yo lloraré&lt;br /&gt;La felicidad no la puedo sentir y el amor para mí es tan irreal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y así cuando estas palabras que te dicen ahora oyes de mi estado&lt;br /&gt;Te digo, disfrutar la vida desearía poder, pero es demasiado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714491003572732962-251119315306153068?l=cancionparamidia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/feeds/251119315306153068/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/2010/02/black-sabbath-paranoid.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714491003572732962/posts/default/251119315306153068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714491003572732962/posts/default/251119315306153068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/2010/02/black-sabbath-paranoid.html' title='Black Sabbath - Paranoid'/><author><name>VicManiaco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10462094991450423343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b14XIM0zeHU/S3__zqa_puI/AAAAAAAAAjo/K27Nfo0pODA/S220/HJC+2.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i50.tinypic.com/23mlvm9_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714491003572732962.post-2959585536795045751</id><published>2010-02-01T12:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T12:18:46.573-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pixies'/><title type='text'>Pixies - Where is my Mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Pixies - Where is my Mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i48.tinypic.com/24llf9j.jpg" border="0" alt="VicManiaco"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Artista: Pixies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Cancion: Where is my Mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Album: Suffer Rosa (1988)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=488b229" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" summary="Tabla"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Stop!&lt;br /&gt;With your feet on the air and your head on the ground&lt;br /&gt;Try this trick and spin it, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Your head will collapse if there's nothing in it&lt;br /&gt;And you'll ask yourself&lt;br /&gt;Where is my mind? Where is my mind? Where is my mind? &lt;br /&gt;Way out in the water, see it swimming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was swimming in the Caribbean&lt;br /&gt;Animals were hiding behind the rock&lt;br /&gt;Except for little fish&lt;br /&gt;When they told me east is west &lt;br /&gt;trying to talk to me, coy koi&lt;br /&gt;Where is my mind? Where is my mind? Where is my mind?&lt;br /&gt;Way out in the water, see it swimming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With your feet on the air and your head on the ground&lt;br /&gt;Try this trick and spin it, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Your head will collapse if there's nothing in it&lt;br /&gt;And you'll ask yourself&lt;br /&gt;Where is my mind? Where is my mind? Where is my mind?&lt;br /&gt;Way out in the water, see it swimming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;¡Para!&lt;br /&gt;Con los pies en el aire y la cabeza en el suelo&lt;br /&gt;Intenta este truco y gira, sí.&lt;br /&gt;Tu cabeza se derrumbará si no tienes nada dentro&lt;br /&gt;Y te preguntarás a ti mismo:&lt;br /&gt;¿Dónde está mi mente? ¿Dónde está mi mente?&lt;br /&gt;Saliendo del agua, la veo nadando…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estuve nadando en el Caribe&lt;br /&gt;Los animales estaban escondidos detrás de las rocas&lt;br /&gt;Excepto algunos pequeños peces.&lt;br /&gt;Cuando me contaban que el este es en realidad el oeste, &lt;br /&gt;intentando hablarme, coy koi*&lt;br /&gt;¿Dónde está mi mente? ¿Dónde está mi mente?&lt;br /&gt;Saliendo del agua, la veo nadando…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Con los pies en el aire y la cabeza en el suelo&lt;br /&gt;Intenta este truco y gira, sí.&lt;br /&gt;Tu cabeza se derrumbará si no tienes nada dentro&lt;br /&gt;Y te preguntarás a ti mismo:&lt;br /&gt;¿Dónde está mi mente? ¿Dónde está mi mente?&lt;br /&gt;Saliendo del agua, la veo nadando…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714491003572732962-2959585536795045751?l=cancionparamidia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/feeds/2959585536795045751/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/2010/02/pixies-where-is-my-mind.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714491003572732962/posts/default/2959585536795045751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714491003572732962/posts/default/2959585536795045751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/2010/02/pixies-where-is-my-mind.html' title='Pixies - Where is my Mind'/><author><name>VicManiaco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10462094991450423343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b14XIM0zeHU/S3__zqa_puI/AAAAAAAAAjo/K27Nfo0pODA/S220/HJC+2.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i48.tinypic.com/24llf9j_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714491003572732962.post-7729586526073584459</id><published>2010-01-31T18:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T19:04:23.669-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Libertines'/><title type='text'>The Libertines - Time For Heroes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;The Libertines - Time for Heroes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://audiblevitamins.files.wordpress.com/2008/05/libertines.jpg" border="0" alt="VicManiaco"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Artista: The Libertines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Cancion: Time For Heroes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Album: Up The Bracket (2002)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=103b088" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" summary="Tabla"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Did you see the stylish kids in the riot&lt;br /&gt;they were shovelled up like muck&lt;br /&gt;set the night on fire&lt;br /&gt;wombles bleed truncheons and shields&lt;br /&gt;you know i cherish you my love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but there's a rumour spread nasty disease around town&lt;br /&gt;caught round the houses with your trousers down&lt;br /&gt;a headrush in the bush&lt;br /&gt;you know i cherish you my love&lt;br /&gt;how i cherish you my love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what can you want now you've got it all&lt;br /&gt;she says it's obscene&lt;br /&gt;time will strip it away&lt;br /&gt;a year and a day&lt;br /&gt;and bill bones&lt;br /&gt;bill bones he knows what i mean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes it's eating no it's chewing me up&lt;br /&gt;it's not right for young lungs to be coughing up blood&lt;br /&gt;oh it's all&lt;br /&gt;it's all in my hands&lt;br /&gt;and its all up the walls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the stale chips are up and the hopes stakes are down&lt;br /&gt;its these ignorant faces that bring this town down&lt;br /&gt;yeah i sighed and sunken with pride&lt;br /&gt;you know passed myself down on my knees&lt;br /&gt;yes i passed myself down on my knees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what can you want now you've got it all&lt;br /&gt;she says it's obscene&lt;br /&gt;time will strip it away&lt;br /&gt;a year and a day&lt;br /&gt;and bill bones&lt;br /&gt;bill bones he knows what i mean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are fewer more distressing sights than that&lt;br /&gt;of an englishman in a baseball cap&lt;br /&gt;yeah we'll die in the class we were born&lt;br /&gt;that's a class of our own my love&lt;br /&gt;were in a class of our own my love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did you see the stylish kids in the riot&lt;br /&gt;we were shovelled up like muck&lt;br /&gt;then set the night on fire&lt;br /&gt;wombles bleed truncheons and shields&lt;br /&gt;you know i cherish you my love&lt;br /&gt;oh how i cherish you my love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Viste a los chicos con estilo en ese disturbio?&lt;br /&gt;Fuimos paleados como estiercol&lt;br /&gt;Encendimos la noche&lt;br /&gt;Las bestias sangraban cachiporras y escudos&lt;br /&gt;Tu sabes que te aprecio mi amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero existe un rumor de sucias enfermedades en la ciudad&lt;br /&gt;Te pillaron andando por las casas con los pantalones bajados&lt;br /&gt;Un cabezaso a los arbustos&lt;br /&gt;Tu sabes que te aprecio mi amor&lt;br /&gt;Como te aprecio mi amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lo que puedes querer ahora lo tienes en su totalidad&lt;br /&gt;La escena entera es obscena&lt;br /&gt;El tiempo se encargará de desnudarla&lt;br /&gt;En un año y un día&lt;br /&gt;Y bill bones&lt;br /&gt;Bill bones sabe a que me refiero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si, no está comiendo, me está masticando&lt;br /&gt;No es bueno que los pulmones jóvenes estén tosiendo sangre&lt;br /&gt;Oh eso es todo&lt;br /&gt;Está todo en mis manos&lt;br /&gt;Y está todo encima de las paredes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Las papas fritas subieron y las apuestas de esperanza cayeron&lt;br /&gt;Son aquellos rostros ignorantes los que hicieron caer a este pueblo&lt;br /&gt;Si, suspiré y tomé aire con orgullo&lt;br /&gt;Caí sobre mis propias rodillas&lt;br /&gt;Si, caí sobre mis propias rodillas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lo que puedes querer ahora lo tienes en su totalidad&lt;br /&gt;La escena entera es obscena&lt;br /&gt;El tiempo se encargará de desnudarla&lt;br /&gt;En un año y un día&lt;br /&gt;Y bill bones&lt;br /&gt;Bill bones sabe a que me refiero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay un poco menos de miradas preocupadas por eso&lt;br /&gt;Que ingleses usando gorras de beisbol&lt;br /&gt;Si, moriremos en la clase en la que nacimos&lt;br /&gt;Esa es una clase de nuestra propiedad mi amor&lt;br /&gt;Estamos en una clase de nuestra propiedad mi amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viste a los chicos con estilo en ese disturbio?&lt;br /&gt;Fuimos paleados como estiercol&lt;br /&gt;Encendimos la noche&lt;br /&gt;Las bestias sangraban cachiporras y escudos&lt;br /&gt;Tu sabes que te aprecio mi amor&lt;br /&gt;Oh como te aprecio mi amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714491003572732962-7729586526073584459?l=cancionparamidia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b14XIM0zeHU/S3__zqa_puI/AAAAAAAAAjo/K27Nfo0pODA/S220/HJC+2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714491003572732962.post-3249570820850663608</id><published>2010-01-29T16:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T16:25:01.531-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coldplay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Coldplay - The Scientist</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Coldplay - The Scientist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i46.tinypic.com/r75gnc.jpg" border="0" alt="VicManiaco"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Artista: Coldplay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Cancion: The Scientist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Album: A Rush of Blood to the Head (2002)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=727a320" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" summary="Tabla"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Come up to meet you,&lt;br /&gt;Tell you I'm sorry,&lt;br /&gt;You don't know how lovely you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to find you,&lt;br /&gt;Tell you I need you,&lt;br /&gt;Tell you I set you apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me your secrets,&lt;br /&gt;And ask me your questions,&lt;br /&gt;Oh, let's go back to the start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Runnin' in circles,&lt;br /&gt;Comin’ up tails,&lt;br /&gt;Heads on the science apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody said it was easy,&lt;br /&gt;It’s such a shame for us to part.&lt;br /&gt;Nobody said it was easy,&lt;br /&gt;No one ever said it would be this hard.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Take me back to the start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just guessing,&lt;br /&gt;The numbers and figures,&lt;br /&gt;Pulling the puzzles apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Questions of science,&lt;br /&gt;Science and progress,&lt;br /&gt;Do not speak as loud as my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me you love me,&lt;br /&gt;Come back and haunt me,&lt;br /&gt;Oh, when I rush to the start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Runnin' in circles,&lt;br /&gt;Chasin’ tails,&lt;br /&gt;Comin' back as we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody said it was easy,&lt;br /&gt;Oh, it's such a shame for us to part.&lt;br /&gt;Nobody said it was easy,&lt;br /&gt;No one ever said it would be so hard.&lt;br /&gt;I'm goin' back to the start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Vengo a reunirme contigo,&lt;br /&gt;A decirte que lo siento,&lt;br /&gt;Tu no sabes lo encantadora que eres.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenía que encontrate,&lt;br /&gt;Decirte que te necesito,&lt;br /&gt;Decirte que me separé de ti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dime tus secretos,&lt;br /&gt;Y preguntame tus preguntas,&lt;br /&gt;Oh, vamos a regresar al comienzo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corriendo en círculos,&lt;br /&gt;Llegando a las colas,&lt;br /&gt;Cabezas de la ciencia separadas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nadie dijo que era fácil,&lt;br /&gt;Es tal vergüenza para nosotros el separarnos.&lt;br /&gt;Nadie dijo que era fácil,&lt;br /&gt;Nadie dijo jamás que sería así de difícil.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, llevame de nuevo al comienzo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solo estaba imaginando,&lt;br /&gt;Los números y las figuras,&lt;br /&gt;Separando los rompecabezas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Las cuestiones de la ciencia, &lt;br /&gt;De la ciencia y del progreso, &lt;br /&gt;No hablan tan ruidosamente como mi corazón.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dime que me amas,&lt;br /&gt;Vuelve y frecuéntame,&lt;br /&gt;Oh, cuando acometo al comienzo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corriendo en círculos,&lt;br /&gt;Persiguiendo las colas,&lt;br /&gt;Regresando como somos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nadie dijo que era fácil,&lt;br /&gt;Es tal vergüenza para nosotros el separarnos.&lt;br /&gt;Nadie dijo que era fácil,&lt;br /&gt;Nadie dijo jamás que sería tan difícil.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, llevame de nuevo al comienzo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714491003572732962-3249570820850663608?l=cancionparamidia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/feeds/3249570820850663608/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/2010/01/coldplay-scientist.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714491003572732962/posts/default/3249570820850663608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714491003572732962/posts/default/3249570820850663608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/2010/01/coldplay-scientist.html' title='Coldplay - The Scientist'/><author><name>VicManiaco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10462094991450423343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b14XIM0zeHU/S3__zqa_puI/AAAAAAAAAjo/K27Nfo0pODA/S220/HJC+2.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i46.tinypic.com/r75gnc_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714491003572732962.post-7276264758095326415</id><published>2010-01-28T21:22:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T21:26:09.963-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pavement'/><title type='text'>Pavement - Cut Your Hair</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Pavement - Cut Your Hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i46.tinypic.com/xohyj6.jpg" border="0" alt="VicManiaco"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Artista: Pavement&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Cancion: Cut Your Hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Album: Crooked Rain, Crooked Rain (1994)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=9b70591" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" summary="Tabla"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Darlin dont you go and cut your hair&lt;br /&gt;Do you think its gonna make him change?&lt;br /&gt;Im just a boy with a new haircut&lt;br /&gt;And thats a pretty nice haircut&lt;br /&gt;Charge it like a puzzle, hit me wearin muzzles&lt;br /&gt;Hesitate to die, look around, around, the second drummers drowned&lt;br /&gt;His telephone is found&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music scene is crazy, bands start up each and every day&lt;br /&gt;I saw another one just the other day&lt;br /&gt;A special new band&lt;br /&gt;I remember lying&lt;br /&gt;I dont remember lies&lt;br /&gt;I dont remember what&lt;br /&gt;But I dont care, I care, I really dont care&lt;br /&gt;Did you see the drummers hair?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Advertising looks and chops a must&lt;br /&gt;No big hair!!&lt;br /&gt;Songs mean a lot&lt;br /&gt;When songs are bought&lt;br /&gt;And so are you-&lt;br /&gt;Bitch, rant down to the practice room&lt;br /&gt;Attention and fame so&lt;br /&gt;Career, career, career….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Cariño, no vayas y te cortes el pelo.&lt;br /&gt;¿Crees que le va a hacer cambiar de parecer?&lt;br /&gt;No soy más que un chico con un nuevo corte de pelo.&lt;br /&gt;Y es un bonito corte de pelo.&lt;br /&gt;Tómalo como si fuera un puzzle, golpéame vistiendo un bozal.&lt;br /&gt;Duda de morir, mira alrededor, alrededor. El segundo batería ahogado.&lt;br /&gt;Su teléfono encontrado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La escena musical está loca. Aparecen grupos cada día.&lt;br /&gt;Ví otro más el otro día.&lt;br /&gt;Una banda especial.&lt;br /&gt;Recuerdo mentir.&lt;br /&gt;No recuerdo las mentiras.&lt;br /&gt;No recuerdo qué&lt;br /&gt;pero no me importa, realmente.&lt;br /&gt;¿Viste el peinado del baterista?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dar la nota y el cante es lo importante.&lt;br /&gt;¡Nada de pelo largo!&lt;br /&gt;Las canciones importan.&lt;br /&gt;Cuando son compradas,&lt;br /&gt;tú eres comprado.&lt;br /&gt;Perra, ve a la habitación de ensayo.&lt;br /&gt;Atención y fama.&lt;br /&gt;Una carrera, carrera, carrera…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714491003572732962-7276264758095326415?l=cancionparamidia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b14XIM0zeHU/S3__zqa_puI/AAAAAAAAAjo/K27Nfo0pODA/S220/HJC+2.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i46.tinypic.com/xohyj6_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714491003572732962.post-3996988372414895326</id><published>2010-01-27T13:49:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T14:01:50.490-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kings of Leon'/><title type='text'>Kings of Leon - Use Somebody</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Kings of Leon - Use Somebody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.tinypic.com/2hi6s0j.jpg" border="0" alt="VicManiaco"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Artista: Kings of Leon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Cancion: Use Somebody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Album: Only by the Night (2008)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=d257803" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" summary="Tabla"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I've been roaming around&lt;br /&gt;Always looking down at all I see&lt;br /&gt;Painted faces, fill the places I cant reach&lt;br /&gt;You know that I could use somebody&lt;br /&gt;You know that I could use somebody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone like you, And all you know, And how you speak&lt;br /&gt;Countless lovers under cover of the street&lt;br /&gt;You know that I could use somebody&lt;br /&gt;You know that I could use somebody&lt;br /&gt;Someone like you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off in the night, while you live it up, I'm off to sleep&lt;br /&gt;Waging wars to shape the poet and the beat&lt;br /&gt;I hope it's gonna make you notice&lt;br /&gt;I hope it's gonna make you notice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone like me&lt;br /&gt;Someone like me&lt;br /&gt;Someone like me&lt;br /&gt;somebody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Im ready now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone like you, somebody&lt;br /&gt;Someone like you, somebody&lt;br /&gt;Someone like you, somebody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been roaming around,&lt;br /&gt;Always looking down at all I see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;He estado vagando por ahi&lt;br /&gt;Mirando todo lo que podia ver&lt;br /&gt;Pintando rostros, llenando los lugares que no puedo alcanzar&lt;br /&gt;Tu sabes que puedo usar a alguien&lt;br /&gt;Tu sabes que puedo usar a alguien&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alguien como tu, y todo lo que sabes, y como hablas&lt;br /&gt;Muchos amantes secretos en la calle&lt;br /&gt;Tu sabes que puedo usar a alguien&lt;br /&gt;Tu sabes que puedo usar a alguien&lt;br /&gt;Alguien como tu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afuera en la noche, cuando tu lo estas viviendo, yo salgo para dormir&lt;br /&gt;Haciendo guerra para dar forma al poeta y al ritmo&lt;br /&gt;Espero que puedas notar&lt;br /&gt;Espero que puedas notar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A alguien como yo&lt;br /&gt;A alguien como yo&lt;br /&gt;A alguien como yo&lt;br /&gt;A alguien&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Estoy listo ahora)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alguien como tu, alguien&lt;br /&gt;Alguien como tu, alguien&lt;br /&gt;Alguien como tu, alguien&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He estado vagando por ahi&lt;br /&gt;Mirando todo lo que podia ver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714491003572732962-3996988372414895326?l=cancionparamidia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/feeds/3996988372414895326/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/2010/01/kings-of-leon-use-somebody.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714491003572732962/posts/default/3996988372414895326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714491003572732962/posts/default/3996988372414895326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/2010/01/kings-of-leon-use-somebody.html' title='Kings of Leon - Use Somebody'/><author><name>VicManiaco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10462094991450423343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b14XIM0zeHU/S3__zqa_puI/AAAAAAAAAjo/K27Nfo0pODA/S220/HJC+2.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i47.tinypic.com/2hi6s0j_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714491003572732962.post-6425314364451266152</id><published>2010-01-26T13:53:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T13:54:35.101-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beck'/><title type='text'>Beck - Lost Cause</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Beck - Lost Cause&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.tinypic.com/ei4gaq.jpg" border="0" alt="VicManiaco"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Artista: BEck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Cancion: Lost Cause&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Album: Sea Change (2002)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=00eba63" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" summary="Tabla"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Your sorry eyes; they cut through bone&lt;br /&gt;They make it hard to leave you alone&lt;br /&gt;Leave you here wearing your wounds&lt;br /&gt;Waving your guns at somebody new&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby you're lost&lt;br /&gt;Baby you're lost&lt;br /&gt;Baby you're a lost cause&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's too many people you used to know&lt;br /&gt;They see you coming they see you go&lt;br /&gt;They know your secrets and you know theirs&lt;br /&gt;This town is crazy; nobody cares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby you're lost&lt;br /&gt;Baby you're lost&lt;br /&gt;Baby you're a lost cause&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of fighting&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of fighting&lt;br /&gt;Fighting for a lost cause&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a place where you are going&lt;br /&gt;You ain't never been before&lt;br /&gt;No one left to watch your back now&lt;br /&gt;No one standing at your door&lt;br /&gt;That's what you thought love was for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby you're lost&lt;br /&gt;Baby you're lost&lt;br /&gt;Baby you're a lost cause&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of fighting&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of fighting&lt;br /&gt;Fighting for a lost cause&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Tus ojos tristes, cortan hasta el hueso&lt;br /&gt;Hacen que resulte dificil dejarte sola&lt;br /&gt;Dejarte aqui con tus heridas&lt;br /&gt;Agitando tus armas hacia alguien nuevo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nena estoy perdido&lt;br /&gt;Nena estoy perdido&lt;br /&gt;Nena soy una causa perdida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay demasiada gente que antes conocias&lt;br /&gt;Te ven venir y te ven marchar&lt;br /&gt;Conocen tus secretos y tu conoces los suyos&lt;br /&gt;Este pueblo esta loco, pero a nadie le importa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nena estoy perdido&lt;br /&gt;Nena estoy perdido&lt;br /&gt;Nena soy una causa perdida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estoy cansado de luchar&lt;br /&gt;Estoy cansado de luchar&lt;br /&gt;Luchar por una causa perdida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay un lugar adonde vas&lt;br /&gt;Donde nunca has estado antes&lt;br /&gt;No queda nadie riendose a tus espaldas ahora&lt;br /&gt;Nadie de pie delante de tu puerta&lt;br /&gt;¿Es para eso que pensabas servia el amor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nena estoy perdido&lt;br /&gt;Nena estoy perdido&lt;br /&gt;Nena soy una causa perdida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estoy cansado de luchar&lt;br /&gt;Estoy cansado de luchar&lt;br /&gt;Luchar por una causa perdida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714491003572732962-6425314364451266152?l=cancionparamidia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/feeds/6425314364451266152/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/2010/01/beck-lost-cause.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714491003572732962/posts/default/6425314364451266152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714491003572732962/posts/default/6425314364451266152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/2010/01/beck-lost-cause.html' title='Beck - Lost Cause'/><author><name>VicManiaco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10462094991450423343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b14XIM0zeHU/S3__zqa_puI/AAAAAAAAAjo/K27Nfo0pODA/S220/HJC+2.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i47.tinypic.com/ei4gaq_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714491003572732962.post-1818009587665158548</id><published>2010-01-25T20:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T20:57:44.938-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Rolling Stones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devil'/><title type='text'>The Rolling Stones - Sympathy For The Devil</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;The Rolling Stones - Sympathy For The Devil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i46.tinypic.com/53u3ns.jpg" border="0" alt="VicManiaco"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Artista: The Rolling Stones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Cancion: Sympathy For The Devil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Album: Beggar's Banquet (1968)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=69a2cf6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" summary="Tabla"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Please allow me to introduce myself&lt;br /&gt;i´m a man of wealth and taste&lt;br /&gt;i´ve been around for a long long year &lt;br /&gt;stolen many man´s soul and faith&lt;br /&gt;i was around when jesus christ &lt;br /&gt;had his moment of doubt and pain&lt;br /&gt;made damn sure that pilate &lt;br /&gt;washed his hands and sealed his fate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pleased to meet you hope you guess my name&lt;br /&gt;but what´s puzzling you is the nature of my game &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stuck around st. Petersburg &lt;br /&gt;when i saw it was a time for a change&lt;br /&gt;killed the tzar and his ministers, anastasia screamed in vain&lt;br /&gt;i rode a tank held a gen´rals rank &lt;br /&gt;when the blitzkrieg&lt;br /&gt;raged and the bodies stank&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pleased to meet you hope you guess my name. Oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;ah what´s puzzling you is the nature of my game. Oh yeah &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i watched the glee while your kings and queens &lt;br /&gt;fought for ten decades for the gods they made&lt;br /&gt;i shouted out "who killed the kennedy´s?"&lt;br /&gt; when after all it was you and me&lt;br /&gt;let me please intruduce myself&lt;br /&gt;i´m a man of wealth and taste&lt;br /&gt;and i lay traps for troubadors &lt;br /&gt;who get killed before they reach Bombay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pleased to meet you hope you guess my name. Oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;but what´s puzzling you is the nature of my game. Oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just as every cop is a criminal &lt;br /&gt;and all the sinners, saints&lt;br /&gt;as heads is tails, just call me lucifer &lt;br /&gt;´cause i´m in need of some restraint&lt;br /&gt;so if you meet me, have some courtesy &lt;br /&gt;have some sympathy and some taste&lt;br /&gt;use all your well learned politesse &lt;br /&gt;or i´ll lay your soul to waste&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pleased to meet you hope you guess my name&lt;br /&gt;but what´s puzzling you is the nature of my game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Por favor, déjame que me presente&lt;br /&gt;soy un hombre de riquezas y buen gusto&lt;br /&gt;ando rodando desde hace muchos años, muchos años&lt;br /&gt;he robado el alma y la fe de muchos hombres.&lt;br /&gt;Yo estaba allí cuando jesucristo &lt;br /&gt;tuvo su momento de duda y dolor&lt;br /&gt;y me asegure por los infiernos que pilatos &lt;br /&gt;se lavara las manos y sellara su destino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Encantado de conocerte espero que sepas mi nombre&lt;br /&gt;pero lo que te desconcierta es la naturaleza de mi juego&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;estaba cerca san petersburgo&lt;br /&gt;cuando vi que había llegado el cambio.&lt;br /&gt;Mate al zar y a sus ministros anastasia grito en vano.&lt;br /&gt;Conduje un tanque, tenía el rango de general &lt;br /&gt;cuando estallo la guerra relámpago&lt;br /&gt;y los cuerpos hedían.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Encantado de conocerte espero que sepas mi nombre&lt;br /&gt;pero lo que te desconcierta es la naturaleza de mi juego&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mire con alegría mientras vuestros reyes y reinas&lt;br /&gt;luchaban durante diez décadas por los diosas que crearon&lt;br /&gt;grite: ¿quién mato a los kennedy?&lt;br /&gt;Cuando después de todo fuimos tu y yo&lt;br /&gt;deja que me presente&lt;br /&gt;soy un hombre de riquezas y buen gusto.&lt;br /&gt;Tendí trampas a los trovadores&lt;br /&gt;que murieron antes de llegar a bombay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;encantado de conocerte espero que sepas mi nombre&lt;br /&gt;pero lo que te desconcierta es la naturaleza de mi juego&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;al igual que cada policía es un criminal&lt;br /&gt;y todos los pecadores santos&lt;br /&gt;y cara o cruz es lo mismo, llámame simplemente lucifer.&lt;br /&gt;Necesito cierto freno&lt;br /&gt;así que si me encuentras, ten cortesía&lt;br /&gt;un poco de simpatía y cierta exquisitez&lt;br /&gt;usa tu bien aprendida educación&lt;br /&gt;¡o haré que se te pudra el alma!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Encantado de conocerte espero que sepas mi nombre&lt;br /&gt;pero lo que te desconcierta es la naturaleza de mi juego.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714491003572732962-1818009587665158548?l=cancionparamidia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/feeds/1818009587665158548/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/2010/01/rolling-stones-sympathy-for-devil.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714491003572732962/posts/default/1818009587665158548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714491003572732962/posts/default/1818009587665158548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/2010/01/rolling-stones-sympathy-for-devil.html' title='The Rolling Stones - Sympathy For The Devil'/><author><name>VicManiaco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10462094991450423343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b14XIM0zeHU/S3__zqa_puI/AAAAAAAAAjo/K27Nfo0pODA/S220/HJC+2.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i46.tinypic.com/53u3ns_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714491003572732962.post-5711319299371293404</id><published>2010-01-24T16:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T16:10:10.628-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arcade Fire'/><title type='text'>Arcade Fire - Keep the Car Running</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Arcade Fire - Keep The Car Running&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i46.tinypic.com/2hhpyyh.jpg" border="0" alt="VicManiaco"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Artista: Arcade Fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Cancion: Keep The Car Running&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Album: Neon Bible (2007)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=9e12968" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" summary="Tabla"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Every night my dream’s the same. &lt;br /&gt;Same old city with a different name. &lt;br /&gt;Men are coming to take me away. &lt;br /&gt;I don’t know why but I know I can’t stay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s a weight that’s pressing down. &lt;br /&gt;Late at night you can hear the sound. &lt;br /&gt;Even the noise you make when you sleep. &lt;br /&gt;Can’t swim across a river so deep. &lt;br /&gt;They know my name 'cause I told it to them, &lt;br /&gt;But they don’t know where And they don’t know &lt;br /&gt;When It’s coming, when It’s coming. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s a fear I keep so deep, &lt;br /&gt;Knew its name since before I could speak: &lt;br /&gt;Aaaah aaaaaah aaaaah aaaaaah &lt;br /&gt;They know my name 'cause I told it to them, &lt;br /&gt;But they don’t know where And they don’t know &lt;br /&gt;When It’s coming, Oh! when It’s coming &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep the car running &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If some night I don’t come home, &lt;br /&gt;Please don’t think I’ve left you alone. &lt;br /&gt;The same place animals go when they die, &lt;br /&gt;You can’t climb across a mountain so high. &lt;br /&gt;The same city where I go when I sleep, &lt;br /&gt;You can’t swim across a river so deep. &lt;br /&gt;They know my name 'cause I told it to them, &lt;br /&gt;But they don’t know where &lt;br /&gt;And they don’t know &lt;br /&gt;When It’s coming, Oh! when is it coming? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep the car running &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Cada noche, mi sueño es el mismo. &lt;br /&gt;En la misma ciudad vieja con un nombre diferente. &lt;br /&gt;Los hombres vienen a llevarme. &lt;br /&gt;No sé por qué, pero sé que no puedo quedarme. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay un peso que voy cargando. &lt;br /&gt;Tarde en la noche se puede escuchar el sonido. &lt;br /&gt;Incluso el ruido que haces cuando duermes. &lt;br /&gt;No se puede nadar a través de un río tan profundo. &lt;br /&gt;Ellos saben mi nombre, porque se los dije, &lt;br /&gt;Pero no saben dónde, No saben &lt;br /&gt;Cuando viene, cuando viene? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Permanece un miedo muy profundo, &lt;br /&gt;Sabía su nombre desde antes de que yo pudiera hablar: &lt;br /&gt;Aaaah aaaaaah aaaaah aaaaaah &lt;br /&gt;Ellos saben mi nombre, porque se los dije, &lt;br /&gt;Pero no saben dónde, No saben &lt;br /&gt;Cuando viene, cuando viene? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mantenga el auto en marcha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si alguna noche no voy a casa, &lt;br /&gt;Por favor, no pienses que te he dejado solo. &lt;br /&gt;El mismo lugar que los animales van cuando mueren, &lt;br /&gt;No puedes escalar en una montaña tan alta. &lt;br /&gt;La misma ciudad donde voy cuando me duermo, &lt;br /&gt;No puedes nadar en un río tan profundo. &lt;br /&gt;Ellos saben mi nombre, porque se los dije, &lt;br /&gt;Pero no saben dónde &lt;br /&gt;No saben &lt;br /&gt;Cuando viene, cuando viene? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mantenga el auto en marcha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714491003572732962-5711319299371293404?l=cancionparamidia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/feeds/5711319299371293404/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/2010/01/arcade-fire-keep-car-running.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714491003572732962/posts/default/5711319299371293404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714491003572732962/posts/default/5711319299371293404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/2010/01/arcade-fire-keep-car-running.html' title='Arcade Fire - Keep the Car Running'/><author><name>VicManiaco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10462094991450423343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b14XIM0zeHU/S3__zqa_puI/AAAAAAAAAjo/K27Nfo0pODA/S220/HJC+2.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i46.tinypic.com/2hhpyyh_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714491003572732962.post-5472367059123850155</id><published>2010-01-23T10:07:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T10:09:36.541-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Illness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joy Division'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Disease'/><title type='text'>Joy Division - She's Lost Control</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Joy Division - She's Lost Control&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i49.tinypic.com/2you2cw.jpg" border="0" alt="VicManiaco"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Artista: Joy Division&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Cancion: She's Lost Control&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Album: Unknown Pleasures (1979)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=f078250" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" summary="Tabla"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Confusion in her eyes that says it all.&lt;br /&gt;She's lost control.&lt;br /&gt;And she's clinging to the nearest passer by,&lt;br /&gt;She's lost control.&lt;br /&gt;And she gave away the secrets of her past,&lt;br /&gt;And said I've lost control again,&lt;br /&gt;And a voice that told her when and where to act,&lt;br /&gt;She said I've lost control again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she turned to me and took me by the hand and said,&lt;br /&gt;I've lost control again.&lt;br /&gt;And how I'll never know just why or understand,&lt;br /&gt;She said I've lost control again.&lt;br /&gt;And she screamed out kicking on her side and said,&lt;br /&gt;I've lost control again.&lt;br /&gt;And seized up on the floor, I thought she'd die.&lt;br /&gt;She said I've lost control.&lt;br /&gt;She's lost control again. She's lost control.&lt;br /&gt;She's lost control again. She's lost control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I had to 'phone her friend to state my case,&lt;br /&gt;And say she's lost control again.&lt;br /&gt;And she showed up all the errors and mistakes,&lt;br /&gt;And said I've lost control again.&lt;br /&gt;But she expressed herself in many different ways,&lt;br /&gt;Until she lost control again.&lt;br /&gt;And walked upon the edge of no escape,&lt;br /&gt;And laughed I've lost control.&lt;br /&gt;She's lost control again. She's lost control.&lt;br /&gt;She's lost control again. She's lost control.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Confusión en sus ojos, que lo dice todo,&lt;br /&gt;Ha perdido el control.&lt;br /&gt;Y se agarra al transeúnte más próximo,&lt;br /&gt;Ha perdido el control.&lt;br /&gt;Y reveló los secretos de su pasado,&lt;br /&gt;y dijo: "He vuelto a perder el control".&lt;br /&gt;Y oyó la voz que le dijo cuándo y dónde actuar.&lt;br /&gt;Dijo: "He vuelto a perder el control".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y se giró hacia mí y me cogió la mano,y dijo,&lt;br /&gt; "He vuelto a perder el control".&lt;br /&gt;Cómo yo nunca sabré por qué o lo entenderé,&lt;br /&gt;dijo: "He vuelto a perder el control".&lt;br /&gt;Y gritó, estirada en el suelo y pateando,, y dijo,&lt;br /&gt;"He vuelto a perder el control".&lt;br /&gt;Y se agarrotó, creí que había muerto, dijo,&lt;br /&gt;"He perdido el control".&lt;br /&gt;Ha vuelto a perder el control, ha perdido el control.&lt;br /&gt;Ha vuelto a perder el control, ha perdido el control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuve que telefonear a un amigo para exponerle mi caso&lt;br /&gt;y decirle: "Ha vuelto a perder el control".&lt;br /&gt;Y puso en evidencia todos los errores y fallos,&lt;br /&gt;y dijo: "He vuelto a perder el control".&lt;br /&gt;Y se expresó de muchas maneras distintas,&lt;br /&gt;hasta que volvió a perder el control,&lt;br /&gt;y caminó por el borde sin escapatoria,&lt;br /&gt;y se rió diciendo: "He perdido el control".&lt;br /&gt;Ha vuelto a perder el control, ha perdido el control.&lt;br /&gt;Ha vuelto a perder el control, ha perdido el control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714491003572732962-5472367059123850155?l=cancionparamidia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/feeds/5472367059123850155/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/2010/01/joy-division-shes-lost-control.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714491003572732962/posts/default/5472367059123850155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714491003572732962/posts/default/5472367059123850155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/2010/01/joy-division-shes-lost-control.html' title='Joy Division - She&apos;s Lost Control'/><author><name>VicManiaco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10462094991450423343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b14XIM0zeHU/S3__zqa_puI/AAAAAAAAAjo/K27Nfo0pODA/S220/HJC+2.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i49.tinypic.com/2you2cw_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714491003572732962.post-7059258110197992495</id><published>2010-01-22T14:06:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T14:09:22.426-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Protest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pearl Jam'/><title type='text'>Pearl Jam - Soon Forget</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Pearl Jam - Soon Forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i48.tinypic.com/bvu4i.jpg" border="0" alt="VicManiaco"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Artista: Pearl Jam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Cancion: Soon Forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Album: Binaural (2000)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=33d1e2b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" summary="Tabla"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Sorry is the fool who trades his soul for a corvette&lt;br /&gt;Thinks he'll get the girl, he'll only get the mechanic&lt;br /&gt;What's missing? He's living a day he'll soon forget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's one more time around,... the sun is going down&lt;br /&gt;The moon is out, but he's drunk and shouting,&lt;br /&gt;Putting people down...he's pissing,.. he's living...&lt;br /&gt;A day he'll soon forget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Counts his money every morning&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that keeps him horny&lt;br /&gt;Locked in a giant house, that's alarming&lt;br /&gt;The townsfolk,... they all laugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry is the fool who trades his love for high-rise rent&lt;br /&gt;Seems the more you make, equals the loneliness you get&lt;br /&gt;and it's fitting,... he's barely living,... a day he'll soon forget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's one more time around,... there is not a sound&lt;br /&gt;He's lying dead clutching Benjamins,... never put the money down&lt;br /&gt;He's stiffening,... we're all whistling...&lt;br /&gt;A man we'll soon forget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Arrepentido está el tonto que cambia su alma por un Corvette.&lt;br /&gt;Cree que va a conseguir la chica, él sólo conseguirá al mecánico.&lt;br /&gt;¿Qué está faltando? Está viviendo un día que pronto olvidará.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aquella es una vez más por aquí. El sol está bajando.&lt;br /&gt;La luna está fuera pero él está borracho y gritando.&lt;br /&gt;Volteando gente. Está meando. Está viviendo un día que pronto olvidará.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuenta su dinero cada mañana. La única cosa que lo mantiene agitado.&lt;br /&gt;Encerrado en una gigantesca casa, eso es alarmante.&lt;br /&gt;Los ciudadanos todos se ríen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrepentido está el tonto que cambia su alma por su renta de alta cotización.&lt;br /&gt;Parece que cuanto más haces más solo quedas. Y es apropiado.&lt;br /&gt;Apenas está viviendo un día que pronto olvidará.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aquella es una vez más por aquí y no hay un sonido.&lt;br /&gt;El yace muerto sujetando Benjamines. Nunca suelta el dinero.&lt;br /&gt;Se está endureciendo. &lt;br /&gt;Estamos todos silbándole al hombre que pronto olvidaremos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.tinypic.com/919zro.jpg" border="0" alt="VicManiaco"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714491003572732962-7059258110197992495?l=cancionparamidia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/feeds/7059258110197992495/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/2010/01/pearl-jam-soon-forget.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714491003572732962/posts/default/7059258110197992495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714491003572732962/posts/default/7059258110197992495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/2010/01/pearl-jam-soon-forget.html' title='Pearl Jam - Soon Forget'/><author><name>VicManiaco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10462094991450423343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b14XIM0zeHU/S3__zqa_puI/AAAAAAAAAjo/K27Nfo0pODA/S220/HJC+2.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i48.tinypic.com/bvu4i_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714491003572732962.post-6876245905555815860</id><published>2010-01-21T10:06:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T10:24:43.512-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bat For Lashes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Bat For Lashes - Daniel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Bat For Lashes - Daniel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.tinypic.com/4uvw8z.jpg" border="0" alt="VicManiaco"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Artista: Bat For Lashes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Cancion: Daniel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Album: Two Suns (2009)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=f56a072" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" summary="Tabla"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Daniel when I first saw you&lt;br /&gt;I knew that you had a flame in your heart&lt;br /&gt;And under under our blue skies&lt;br /&gt;Marble movie skies&lt;br /&gt;I found a home in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;We'll never be apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when the fires came&lt;br /&gt;The smell of cinders and rain&lt;br /&gt;Perfumed almost everything&lt;br /&gt;We laughed and laughed and laughed&lt;br /&gt;And in the golden blue&lt;br /&gt;Cryin' took me to the darkest place&lt;br /&gt;And you have set fire to my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I run in the dark, Daniel&lt;br /&gt;To a place that's worst ?,daniel&lt;br /&gt;Under a sheet of rain in my heart&lt;br /&gt;Daniel&lt;br /&gt;I dream of home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in a goodbye bed&lt;br /&gt;With my arms around your neck&lt;br /&gt;Into our love the tears crept&lt;br /&gt;Just catch in the eye of the storm&lt;br /&gt;And as my heart ran round&lt;br /&gt;My dreams pulled me from the ground&lt;br /&gt;Forever to search for the flame&lt;br /&gt;For home again&lt;br /&gt;For home again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I run in the dark, Daniel&lt;br /&gt;To a place that's worst?,daniel&lt;br /&gt;Under a sheet of rain in my heart&lt;br /&gt;Daniel&lt;br /&gt;I dream of home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I run in the dark, Daniel&lt;br /&gt;To a place that's worst&lt;br /&gt;Under a sheet of rain in my heart&lt;br /&gt;Daniel&lt;br /&gt;I dream of home &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Daniel, la primera vez que te vi&lt;br /&gt;yo sabia que tenias una llama en tu corazon&lt;br /&gt;y bajo nuestros cielos azules&lt;br /&gt;de pelicula de marmol&lt;br /&gt;encontre una casa en tus ojos&lt;br /&gt;nunca estaremos separados&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y cuando el fuego llegó&lt;br /&gt;el olor de la ceniza y la lluvia&lt;br /&gt;perfumada casi todo&lt;br /&gt;nos reimos y reimos y reimos&lt;br /&gt;y en el azul de oro&lt;br /&gt;llorando me llevó al lugar más oscuro&lt;br /&gt;y tienes que prender fuego a mi corazón&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando corro en la oscuridad, Daniel&lt;br /&gt;a un lugar que es peor?, Daniel&lt;br /&gt;bajo una lámina de lluvia en mi corazón&lt;br /&gt;Daniel&lt;br /&gt;yo sueño de mi casa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero en un adios de cama&lt;br /&gt;con los brazos alrededor de su cuello&lt;br /&gt;en nuestro amor las lágrimas se deslizó&lt;br /&gt;simplemente ponerse en el ojo de la tormenta&lt;br /&gt;y como mi corazón recorrió&lt;br /&gt;mis sueños me sacaron de la tierra&lt;br /&gt;siempre a la búsqueda de la llama&lt;br /&gt;para casa de nuevo&lt;br /&gt;para casa de nuevo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando corro en la oscuridad, Daniel&lt;br /&gt;a un lugar que es peor?, Daniel&lt;br /&gt;bajo una lámina de lluvia en mi corazón&lt;br /&gt;Daniel&lt;br /&gt;yo sueño de mi casa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando corro en la oscuridad, Daniel&lt;br /&gt;a un lugar que es peor?, Daniel&lt;br /&gt;bajo una lámina de lluvia en mi corazón&lt;br /&gt;Daniel&lt;br /&gt;yo sueño de mi casa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714491003572732962-6876245905555815860?l=cancionparamidia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/feeds/6876245905555815860/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/2010/01/bat-for-lashes-daniel.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714491003572732962/posts/default/6876245905555815860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714491003572732962/posts/default/6876245905555815860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/2010/01/bat-for-lashes-daniel.html' title='Bat For Lashes - Daniel'/><author><name>VicManiaco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10462094991450423343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b14XIM0zeHU/S3__zqa_puI/AAAAAAAAAjo/K27Nfo0pODA/S220/HJC+2.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i47.tinypic.com/4uvw8z_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714491003572732962.post-4177920181547439767</id><published>2010-01-20T20:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T09:45:34.697-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Protest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green Day'/><title type='text'>Green Day - Jesus of Suburbia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Green Day - Jesus of Suburbia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i46.tinypic.com/21omzbm.jpg" border="0" alt="VicManiaco"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Artista: Green Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Cancion: Jesus of Suburbia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Album: American Idiot (2004)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=846da00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" summary="Tabla"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I´m the son of rage and love&lt;br /&gt;the jesus of suburbia&lt;br /&gt;from the bible of none of the above&lt;br /&gt;on a steady diet of soda pop and ritalin&lt;br /&gt;no one ever died for my sins in hell&lt;br /&gt;as far as i can tell&lt;br /&gt;at least the ones i got away with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there´s nothing wrong with me&lt;br /&gt;this is how i´m supposed to be&lt;br /&gt;in a land of make believe&lt;br /&gt;that don´t believe in me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get my television fix sitting on my crucifix&lt;br /&gt;the living room or my private womb&lt;br /&gt;while the moms and brads are away&lt;br /&gt;to fall in love and fall in debt&lt;br /&gt;to alcohol and cigarettes and mary jane&lt;br /&gt;to keep me insane and doing someone else´s cocaine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there´s nothing wrong with me&lt;br /&gt;this is how i´m supposed to be&lt;br /&gt;in a land of make believe&lt;br /&gt;that don´t believe in me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[part 2: city of the damned]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the center of the earth&lt;br /&gt;in the parking lot&lt;br /&gt;of the 7-11 were i was taught&lt;br /&gt;the motto was just a lie&lt;br /&gt;it says home is where your heart is&lt;br /&gt;but what a shame&lt;br /&gt;cause everyone´s heart&lt;br /&gt;doesn´t beat the same&lt;br /&gt;it´s beating out of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;city of the dead&lt;br /&gt;at the end of another lost highway&lt;br /&gt;signs misleading to nowhere&lt;br /&gt;city of the damned&lt;br /&gt;lost children with dirty faces today&lt;br /&gt;no one really seems to care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i read the graffiti&lt;br /&gt;in the bathroom stall&lt;br /&gt;like the holy scriptures of a shopping mall&lt;br /&gt;and so it seemed to confess&lt;br /&gt;it didn´t say much&lt;br /&gt;but it only confirmed that&lt;br /&gt;the center of the earth&lt;br /&gt;is the end of the world&lt;br /&gt;and i could really care less&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;city of the dead&lt;br /&gt;at the end of another lost highway&lt;br /&gt;signs misleading to nowhere&lt;br /&gt;city of the damned&lt;br /&gt;lost children with dirty faces today&lt;br /&gt;no one really seems to careeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[part 3: i don´t care]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don´t care if you don´t&lt;br /&gt;i don´t care if you don´t&lt;br /&gt;i don´t care if you don´t care&lt;br /&gt;[x4]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don´t careeeeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone is so full of shit&lt;br /&gt;born and raised by hypocrites&lt;br /&gt;hearts recycled but never saved&lt;br /&gt;from the cradle to the grave&lt;br /&gt;we are the kids of war and peace&lt;br /&gt;from anaheim to the middle east&lt;br /&gt;we are the stories and disciples of the jesus of suburbia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;land of make believe&lt;br /&gt;and it don´t believe in me&lt;br /&gt;land of make believe&lt;br /&gt;and i don´t believe&lt;br /&gt;and i don´t care!&lt;br /&gt;I don´t care! [x4]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[part 4: dearly beloved]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dearly beloved are you listening?&lt;br /&gt;I can´t remember a word that you were saying&lt;br /&gt;are we demented or am i disturbed?&lt;br /&gt;The space that´s in between insane and insecure&lt;br /&gt;oh therapy, can you please fill the void?&lt;br /&gt;Am i retarded or am i just overjoyed&lt;br /&gt;nobody´s perfect and i stand accused&lt;br /&gt;for lack of a better word, and that´s my best excuse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[part 5: tales of another broken home]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to live and not to breathe&lt;br /&gt;is to die in tragedy&lt;br /&gt;to run, to run away&lt;br /&gt;to find what you believe&lt;br /&gt;and i leave behind&lt;br /&gt;this hurricane of fucking lies&lt;br /&gt;i lost my faith to this&lt;br /&gt;this town that don´t exist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i run&lt;br /&gt;i run away&lt;br /&gt;to the light of masochist&lt;br /&gt;and i leave behind&lt;br /&gt;this hurricane of fucking lies&lt;br /&gt;and i walked this line&lt;br /&gt;a million and one fucking times&lt;br /&gt;but not this time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don´t feel any shame&lt;br /&gt;i won´t apologize&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when there ain´t nowhere you can go&lt;br /&gt;running away from pain&lt;br /&gt;when you´ve been victimized&lt;br /&gt;tales from another broken home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you´re leaving...&lt;br /&gt;You´re leaving...&lt;br /&gt;You´re leaving...&lt;br /&gt;Ah you´re leaving home...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Soy hijo de la raza y el amor&lt;br /&gt;el jesus de suburbia&lt;br /&gt;de la biblia de la nada en las alturas&lt;br /&gt;en una dieta estable de gaseosas y ritalina&lt;br /&gt;nunca nadie murio por mis pecados en el infierno&lt;br /&gt;hasta donde yo sé&lt;br /&gt;al menos aquellos a quienes tuve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y no tengo nada malo&lt;br /&gt;asi es como debo ser supestamente&lt;br /&gt;en una tierra de hacer creer&lt;br /&gt;que no se crea en mi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arregle mi television sentado en mi crucifijo&lt;br /&gt;la sala o mi utero privado&lt;br /&gt;mientras las mamás y los brads no estan&lt;br /&gt;enamorarse y quedar en deuda&lt;br /&gt;al alcohol o cigarrillos o "maria-juana"&lt;br /&gt;para manterme loco y usando la cocaina de alguien&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y no tengo nada malo&lt;br /&gt;asi es como debo ser supestamente&lt;br /&gt;en una tierra de hacer creer&lt;br /&gt;que no se crea en mi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[parte 2: la ciudad del maldito]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;en el centro de la tierra&lt;br /&gt;en el estacionamiento&lt;br /&gt;del 7-11 donde estaba enseñando&lt;br /&gt;la moto fue solo una mentira&lt;br /&gt;dijo que el hogar es en donde esta tu corazon&lt;br /&gt;pero que verguenza&lt;br /&gt;porque los corazones de todos&lt;br /&gt;no laten de la misma forma&lt;br /&gt;estan latiendo fuera de tiempo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciudad de la muerte&lt;br /&gt;al final de otra carretera perdida&lt;br /&gt;señales que llevan a ninguna parte&lt;br /&gt;ciudad del maldito&lt;br /&gt;niños perdidos con caras sucias hoy&lt;br /&gt;a nadie parece importarle realmente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lei el grafitti&lt;br /&gt;en la caseta del baño&lt;br /&gt;como las sagradas escrituras de un centro comercial&lt;br /&gt;y parecian confesar&lt;br /&gt;no decian mucho&lt;br /&gt;pero solo confirmaban&lt;br /&gt;que el centro de la tierra&lt;br /&gt;es el fin del mundo&lt;br /&gt;y podria no importarme mucho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciudad de la muerte&lt;br /&gt;al final de otra carretera perdida&lt;br /&gt;señales que llevan a ninguna parte&lt;br /&gt;ciudad del maldito&lt;br /&gt;niños perdidos con caras sucias hoy&lt;br /&gt;a nadie parece importarle realmente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[parte 3: no me importa]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no me importa si no&lt;br /&gt;no me importa si no&lt;br /&gt;no me importa si no te importa&lt;br /&gt;[x4]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no me importa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;todos estan tan llenos de mierda&lt;br /&gt;nacida y levantada por hipocritas&lt;br /&gt;corazones reciclados pero nunca salvados&lt;br /&gt;de la cuna hasta la tumba&lt;br /&gt;somos los hijos de la guerra y la paz&lt;br /&gt;desde anaheim hasta el medio oriente&lt;br /&gt;somos las historias y los discipulos de el jesus de suburbia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tierra de hacer creer&lt;br /&gt;y yo no creo en mi&lt;br /&gt;tierra de hacer creer&lt;br /&gt;y yo no creo&lt;br /&gt;y no me importa&lt;br /&gt;no me importa! [x4]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[parte 4: querido amado]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;querido amado estas escuchando?&lt;br /&gt;No puedo recordar una palabra que estuviste diciendo&lt;br /&gt;estamos dementes o yo estoy preocupado&lt;br /&gt;el espacio que esta en el medio loco e inseguro&lt;br /&gt;oh terapia, puedes por favor llenar el vacio&lt;br /&gt;esyot retardado o solo estoy muy contento&lt;br /&gt;nadie es perfecto y permanezco acusado&lt;br /&gt;por falta de una mejor palabra mejor, y esa es mi mejor excusa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[parte 5: fabulas de otro hogar quebrado]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vivir y no respirar&lt;br /&gt;es morir en una tragedia&lt;br /&gt;correr, correr lejos&lt;br /&gt;para encontrar lo que crees&lt;br /&gt;y yo deje atras&lt;br /&gt;este huracan de jodidas mentiras&lt;br /&gt;perdi mi fe hacia eso&lt;br /&gt;este pueblo que no existe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;entonces corro&lt;br /&gt;corro lejos&lt;br /&gt;hasta la luz del masoquismo&lt;br /&gt;y deje atras&lt;br /&gt;este huracan de jodidas mentiras&lt;br /&gt;y camine por esta linea&lt;br /&gt;un millon y una jodidas veces&lt;br /&gt;pero no esta vez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no siento ningun poco de verguenza&lt;br /&gt;no quiero disculparme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuando no hay, no puedes ir a ningun lugar&lt;br /&gt;huyendo del dolor&lt;br /&gt;cuando has sido victimizado&lt;br /&gt;fabulas de otro hogar quebrado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;te estas marchando...&lt;br /&gt;Te estas marchando...&lt;br /&gt;Te estas marchando...&lt;br /&gt;Te estas marchando de casa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714491003572732962-4177920181547439767?l=cancionparamidia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/feeds/4177920181547439767/comments/default' title='Enviar 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url='http://i46.tinypic.com/21omzbm_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714491003572732962.post-2294859413620837408</id><published>2010-01-19T13:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T13:35:17.424-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Robots'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Flaming Lips'/><title type='text'>The Flaming Lips - Yoshimi Battles the Pink Robots</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;The Flaming Lips - Yoshimi Battles the Pink Robots&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i49.tinypic.com/2450ev7.jpg" border="0" alt="VicManiaco" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;Artista: The Flaming Lips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;Cancion: Yoshimi Battles the Pink Robots&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;Album: Yoshimi Battles the Pink Robots (2002)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=e436915" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;table border="0" summary="Tabla"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Her name is Yoshimi &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she's a black belt in karate &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;working for the city &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she has to discipline her body &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Cause she knows that &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's demanding &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to defeat those evil machines &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know she can beat them &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh Yoshimi, they don't believe me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but you won't let those robots eat me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yoshimi, they don't believe me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but you won't let those robots defeat me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Those evil-natured robots &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they're programmed to destroy us &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she's gotta be strong to fight them &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so she's taking lots of vitamins &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Cause she knows that &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it'd be tragic &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if those evil robots win &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know she can beat them &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh Yoshimi, they don't believe me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but you won't let those robots defeat me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yoshimi, they don't believe me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but you won't let those robots eat me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yoshimi &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Cause she knows that &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it'd be tragic &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if those evil robots win &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know she can beat them &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Su nombre es Yoshimi &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;es cinturón negro en karate &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trabajando para la ciudad &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tiene que diciplinar su cuerpo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Poque sabes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;que es demandante &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;derrotar a esos robots malvados &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yo sé que puede vencerlos &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh Yoshimi, no me creen &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pero tú no dejarás que esos robots me coman &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yoshimi, no me creen &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pero tú no dejarás a esos robots me derroten &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Esos robots malvados por naturaleza &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;están programados para destruirnos &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ella tiene que ser fuerte para pelear &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;por eso está tomando muchas vitaminas &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;porque sabes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;que sería trágico &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;si esos robots malvados ganaran &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yo sé que puede vencerlos &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh Yoshimi, no me creen &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pero tú no dejarás que esos robots me derroten &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yoshimi, no me creen &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pero tú no dejarás que esos robots me coman &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yoshimi &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;porque sabes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;que sería trágico &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;si esos robots malvados ganaran &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yo sé que puede vencerlos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714491003572732962-2294859413620837408?l=cancionparamidia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/feeds/2294859413620837408/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/2010/01/flaming-lips-yoshimi-battles-pink.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714491003572732962/posts/default/2294859413620837408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714491003572732962/posts/default/2294859413620837408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/2010/01/flaming-lips-yoshimi-battles-pink.html' title='The Flaming Lips - Yoshimi Battles the Pink Robots'/><author><name>VicManiaco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10462094991450423343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b14XIM0zeHU/S3__zqa_puI/AAAAAAAAAjo/K27Nfo0pODA/S220/HJC+2.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i49.tinypic.com/2450ev7_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714491003572732962.post-3735438076620101385</id><published>2010-01-18T20:27:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T14:47:41.858-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bright Eyes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Bright Eyes - First Day of my Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Bright Eyes - First Day of my Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i45.tinypic.com/muaclj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 394px;" src="http://i45.tinypic.com/muaclj.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;Artista: Bright Eyes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;Cancion: First day of my Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;Album:  I'm Wide Awake, It's Morning(2005)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=21ee553" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;table border="0" summary="Tabla"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;This is the first day of my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Swear I was born right in the doorway&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went out in the rain, suddenly everything changed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They're spreading blankets on the beach&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yours is the first face that I saw&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I was blind before I met you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't know where I am,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;don't know where I've been&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I know where I want to go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I thought I'd let you know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That these things take forever, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I especially am slow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I realize that I need you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I wonder if I could come home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember the time you drove all night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just to meet me in the morning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I thought it was strange, you said everything changed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You felt as if you'd just woke up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And you said, "This is the first day of my life,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm glad I didn't die before I met you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I don't care, I could go anywhere with you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I'd probably be happy"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So if you want to be with me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With these things there's no telling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We'll just have to wait and see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I'd rather be working for a paycheck&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Than waiting to win the lottery&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Besides, maybe this time it's different&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean I really think you like me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Este es el primer día de mi vida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;juro que nací justo en la puerta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yo salí en la lluvia, de repente todo cambió&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;se extienden mantas en la playa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;el tuyo fue el primer rostro que vi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;creo que estaba ciego antes de conocerte&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no sé dónde estoy, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no sé dónde he estado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pero sé a dónde quiero ir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;entonces pensé que te había dejado saber&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;que esas cosas toman mucho tiempo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;y yo soy especialmente lento&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pero me doy cuenta de que te necesito&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;y me pregunto si podría venir a casa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;recuerdo la vez que condujiste toda la noche&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;solo para verme en la mañana&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;y pensé q era extraño, dijiste que todo cambió &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sentiste como si hubieras acabado de despertar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; y dijiste, "este es el primer día de mi vida, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me alegra que no mori antes de conocerte&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ahora no me importa, podría ir a cualquier parte contigo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; y rpobablemente sería feliz"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;asi que si quieres estar conmigo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;con esas cosas que no son contundentes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;solo tenemos que esperar y ver&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yo preferiría estar trabajando por un cheque de pago&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;que esperar a ganar la lotería&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;además, quizás esta vez es diferente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me refiero a que realmente creo que te gusto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714491003572732962-3735438076620101385?l=cancionparamidia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/feeds/3735438076620101385/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/2010/01/bright-eyes-first-day-of-my-life.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714491003572732962/posts/default/3735438076620101385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714491003572732962/posts/default/3735438076620101385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/2010/01/bright-eyes-first-day-of-my-life.html' title='Bright Eyes - First Day of my Life'/><author><name>VicManiaco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10462094991450423343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b14XIM0zeHU/S3__zqa_puI/AAAAAAAAAjo/K27Nfo0pODA/S220/HJC+2.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i45.tinypic.com/muaclj_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714491003572732962.post-8450731801555800559</id><published>2010-01-17T10:10:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T10:19:23.191-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MGMT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Youth'/><title type='text'>MGMT - Time To Pretend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;MGMT - Time To Pretend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i45.tinypic.com/20rs2m1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px; height: 322px;" src="http://i45.tinypic.com/20rs2m1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Artista: MGMT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Cancion: Time To Pretend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Oracular Spectacular(2008)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=0a38927" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Im feelin rough im feelin raw im in the prime of my life. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;(Me siento rudo, me siento crudo, estoy en la flor de mi vida)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets make some music make some money find some models for wives. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;(Hagamos algo de música, hagamos algo de plata, busquemos algunas modelos como esposas.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ill move to paris, shoot some heroin and f*** with the stars. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;(Me mudaré a paris, me inyectaré un poco de heroina y cogeré con las estrellas)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You man the island and the cocaine and the elegant cars. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;(Contigo, la isla y la cocaína y los autos elegantes.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is our decision to live fast and die young. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;(Esta es nuestra decisión, la de vivir rápido y morir jóvenes.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weve got the vision, now lets have some fun. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;(Tenemos la visión, ahora divirtámonos un poco)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah its overwhelming, but what else can we do? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;(Si, es abrumador, pero que más podemos hacer?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get jobs in offices and wake up for the morning commute? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;(Tomar trabajos en oficinas y despertarnos a la misma hora todas las mañanas?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget about our mothers and our friends. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;(Olvidémonos de nuestras madres y amigos)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were fated to pretend. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;(Nosotros estamos destinados a fingir)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ill miss the playgrounds and the animals and digging up worms. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;(Extrañaré los parques de juegos y los animales y las lombrices escavadoras)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ill miss the comfort of my mother and the weight of the world. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;(Extrañaré el confort de tener a mi madre y el peso del mundo.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ill miss my sister, miss my father, miss my dog and my home. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;(Extrañaré a mi hermana, extrañaré a mi padre, extrañaré a mi perro y a mi casa)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah ill miss the boredom and the freedom and the time spent alone. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;(Si, extrañaré el aburrimiento y la libertad y el tiempo desperdiciado estando solo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there is really nothing, nothing we can do. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;(Pero realmente no hay nada, nada que podamos hacer)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love must be forgotten. Life can always start up anew. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;(El amor debería ser olvidado. La vida siempre puede empezar de nuevo.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The models will have children, well get a divorce, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;(Las modelos tendran hijos, nos divorciaremos,)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well find some more models, everything must run its course. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;(Encontraremos a otras modelos, todo debería seguir en ese rumbo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well choke on our vomit and that will be the end. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;(Nos ahogaremos en nuestro propio vómito y ese será el fin)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were fated to pretend. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;(Nosotros estamos destinados a fingir)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714491003572732962-8450731801555800559?l=cancionparamidia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/feeds/8450731801555800559/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/2010/01/mgmt-time-to-pretend.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714491003572732962/posts/default/8450731801555800559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714491003572732962/posts/default/8450731801555800559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/2010/01/mgmt-time-to-pretend.html' title='MGMT - Time To Pretend'/><author><name>VicManiaco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10462094991450423343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b14XIM0zeHU/S3__zqa_puI/AAAAAAAAAjo/K27Nfo0pODA/S220/HJC+2.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i45.tinypic.com/20rs2m1_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714491003572732962.post-7562149235150117796</id><published>2010-01-16T11:05:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T11:06:21.141-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Libertines'/><title type='text'>The Libertines - Can’t Stand Me Now</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;The Libertines - Can’t Stand Me Now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i50.tinypic.com/11aydn5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 269px; height: 319px;" src="http://i50.tinypic.com/11aydn5.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Artista: The Libertines &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Cancion: Can’t Stand Me Now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Album: The Libertines(2004)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=42c953f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" summary="Tabla"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;An ending, fitting for the start.&lt;br /&gt;You twisted, tore our love apart.&lt;br /&gt;Your light fingers through the dark.&lt;br /&gt;Shattered the lamp, into darkness it cast us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You got it the wrong way round&lt;br /&gt;You Shut me out and tried to blame it on the brown&lt;br /&gt;cornered the boy, kicked out at the world&lt;br /&gt;The world kicked back a lot fucking harder now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna try&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna try&lt;br /&gt;There's no worse you could do&lt;br /&gt;Uh uh oh&lt;br /&gt;I know you lie (I know you lie)&lt;br /&gt;I'm still in love with you&lt;br /&gt;Uh oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't take me anywhere&lt;br /&gt;(I can't take you anywhere)&lt;br /&gt;You can't take me anywhere&lt;br /&gt;(I can't take you anywhere)&lt;br /&gt;I'll take you anywhere you wanna go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't stand me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have we enough to keep it together&lt;br /&gt;Or do we just keep on pretending&lt;br /&gt;I hope our luck is never ending&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tried to pull the wool, I wasn't feeling too clever&lt;br /&gt;and you take all that they're lending&lt;br /&gt;until you needed mending&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna try (If you wanna try)&lt;br /&gt;There's no worse you could do&lt;br /&gt;I know you lie (I know you lie)&lt;br /&gt;all you do is make me cry&lt;br /&gt;all those words that ain't true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't take me anywhere&lt;br /&gt;(I can't take you anywhere)&lt;br /&gt;You can't take me anywhere&lt;br /&gt;(I can't take you anywhere)&lt;br /&gt;I'll take you anywhere you wanna go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't stand me now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Un final que encaja con el inicio&lt;br /&gt;Tu retuerces y desagarras nuestro amor&lt;br /&gt;Tu luz ilumina a través de la oscuridad&lt;br /&gt;Que destrozó la lampara y nos dibuja entre las tinieblas..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"no, tu lo hiciste la manera incorrecta&lt;br /&gt;Tu me callaste, y me culpaste hasta las narices"&lt;br /&gt;Arrinconé al chico, y lo chuté hacia el mundo...&lt;br /&gt;Y el mundo lo chutó mucho más jodidamente fuerte...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si quieres intentar&lt;br /&gt;Si quieres intentar&lt;br /&gt;No podrías hacerlo peor&lt;br /&gt;Uh oh oh&lt;br /&gt;Yo se que mientes (Yo se que mientes)&lt;br /&gt;Yo sigo enamorado de ti&lt;br /&gt;Uh oh oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No puedes llevarme a cualquier parte &lt;br /&gt;(no puedes llevarme a cualquier parte)&lt;br /&gt;No puedes llevarme a cualquier parte &lt;br /&gt;(no querrás llevarme a cualquier parte)&lt;br /&gt;Yo te llevaré a donde sea que quieras ir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No puedes detenerme ahora&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hemos tenido suficiente para mantenernos juntos?&lt;br /&gt;O acaso solo lo fingimos?&lt;br /&gt;(y espero que nuestra suerte nunca se acabe)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu trataste de empujar la lana, Yo no me sentía muy listo&lt;br /&gt;Y tomaste todo lo que prestaron&lt;br /&gt;Hasta que necesitaste arreglarlo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si quieres intentar (Si quieres intentar)&lt;br /&gt;No podrías hacerlo peor&lt;br /&gt;Yo se que mientes (Yo se que mientes)&lt;br /&gt;Solo me haces llorar&lt;br /&gt;Esas palabras no son ciertas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No puedes llevarme a cualquier parte &lt;br /&gt;(no puedes llevarme a cualquier parte)&lt;br /&gt;No puedes llevarme a cualquier parte &lt;br /&gt;(no querrás llevarme a cualquier parte)&lt;br /&gt;Yo te llevaré a donde sea que quieras ir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No puedes detenerme ahora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714491003572732962-7562149235150117796?l=cancionparamidia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/feeds/7562149235150117796/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/2010/01/libertines-cant-stand-me-now.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714491003572732962/posts/default/7562149235150117796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714491003572732962/posts/default/7562149235150117796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/2010/01/libertines-cant-stand-me-now.html' title='The Libertines - Can’t Stand Me Now'/><author><name>VicManiaco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10462094991450423343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b14XIM0zeHU/S3__zqa_puI/AAAAAAAAAjo/K27Nfo0pODA/S220/HJC+2.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i50.tinypic.com/11aydn5_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714491003572732962.post-2742642959622653722</id><published>2010-01-15T13:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T13:25:32.140-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sigur Ros'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tenderness'/><title type='text'>Sigur Ros - Hoppipolla</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Sigur Ros - Hoppipolla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i45.tinypic.com/9tfubq.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 294px;" src="http://i45.tinypic.com/9tfubq.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Artista: Sigur Ros &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Cancion: Hoppipolla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Album: Takk... (2005)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=31f09a5" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" summary="Tabla"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Brosandi&lt;br /&gt;Hendumst í hringi&lt;br /&gt;Höldumst í hendur&lt;br /&gt;Allur heimurinn óskýr&lt;br /&gt;Nema þú stendur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rennblautur&lt;br /&gt;Allur rennvotur&lt;br /&gt;Engin gúmmístígvél&lt;br /&gt;Hlaupandi inn í okkur&lt;br /&gt;Vill springa út úr skel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vindurinn&lt;br /&gt;Og útilykt af hárinu þínu&lt;br /&gt;Ég anda eins fast og ég get&lt;br /&gt;Með nefinu mínu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoppípolla&lt;br /&gt;I engum stígvélum&lt;br /&gt;Allur rennvotur (rennblautur)&lt;br /&gt;I engum stígvélum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Og ég fæ blóðnasir&lt;br /&gt;En ég stend alltaf upp&lt;br /&gt;(Hopelandic)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Sonriendo &lt;br /&gt;Dando vueltas &lt;br /&gt;Nos cogemos de la mano &lt;br /&gt;Todo el universo borroso &lt;br /&gt;Pero tú estás en pie &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mojado &lt;br /&gt;Completamente empapado &lt;br /&gt;Sin botas de goma &lt;br /&gt;Corriendo en nosotros? &lt;br /&gt;Quiero estallar desde una concha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viento en &lt;br /&gt;un olor al aire libre? de tu cabello &lt;br /&gt;Golpeé tan fuerte como pude &lt;br /&gt;con mi nariz &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saltando en un charco &lt;br /&gt;Sin botas de goma &lt;br /&gt;Todo empapado(mojado) &lt;br /&gt;Sin botas de goma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y me sangra la nariz&lt;br /&gt;pero siempre me levanto&lt;br /&gt;(Hopelandic)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714491003572732962-2742642959622653722?l=cancionparamidia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/feeds/2742642959622653722/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/2010/01/sigur-ros-hoppipolla.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714491003572732962/posts/default/2742642959622653722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714491003572732962/posts/default/2742642959622653722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/2010/01/sigur-ros-hoppipolla.html' title='Sigur Ros - Hoppipolla'/><author><name>VicManiaco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10462094991450423343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b14XIM0zeHU/S3__zqa_puI/AAAAAAAAAjo/K27Nfo0pODA/S220/HJC+2.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i45.tinypic.com/9tfubq_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714491003572732962.post-7277175822225757596</id><published>2010-01-14T15:21:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T15:21:59.038-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Accident'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Radiohead'/><title type='text'>Radiohead - Airbag</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Radiohead - Airbag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i50.tinypic.com/2v9rx1u.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 319px; height: 320px;" src="http://i50.tinypic.com/2v9rx1u.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Artista: Radiohead &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Cancion: Airbag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Album: Ok Computer (1997)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=c071d35" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" summary="Tabla"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;In The Next World War&lt;br /&gt;In a Jacknifed Juggernaut&lt;br /&gt;I am born again&lt;br /&gt;In the neon sign&lt;br /&gt;scrolling up and down&lt;br /&gt;I am born again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In an intastella burst&lt;br /&gt;I am back to save the universe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a deep, deep sleep of the innocent&lt;br /&gt;I am born again&lt;br /&gt;In a fast German car&lt;br /&gt;I'm amazed that I survived&lt;br /&gt;An airbag saved my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In an intastella burst&lt;br /&gt;I am back to save the universe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;En la próxima guerra mundial&lt;br /&gt;en una destrucción desgarradora&lt;br /&gt;he nacido de nuevo&lt;br /&gt;en el signo de neón&lt;br /&gt;enrrollando de arriba a abajo&lt;br /&gt;he nacido de nuevo &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;en una explosión interestelar&lt;br /&gt;he vuelto a salvar el universo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;en el profundo profundo sueño del inocente&lt;br /&gt;he nacido de nuevo&lt;br /&gt;en un rápido coche alemán&lt;br /&gt;estoy sorprendido de haber sobrevivido&lt;br /&gt;un airbag salvó mi vida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;en una explosión interestelar&lt;br /&gt;he vuelto a salvar el universo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714491003572732962-7277175822225757596?l=cancionparamidia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/feeds/7277175822225757596/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/2010/01/radiohead-airbag.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714491003572732962/posts/default/7277175822225757596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714491003572732962/posts/default/7277175822225757596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/2010/01/radiohead-airbag.html' title='Radiohead - Airbag'/><author><name>VicManiaco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10462094991450423343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b14XIM0zeHU/S3__zqa_puI/AAAAAAAAAjo/K27Nfo0pODA/S220/HJC+2.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i50.tinypic.com/2v9rx1u_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714491003572732962.post-5065220409829301056</id><published>2010-01-13T13:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T13:38:14.280-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pulp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Culture'/><title type='text'>Pulp - Common People</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Pulp - Common People&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dimelorapido.files.wordpress.com/2009/10/pulp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 351px;" src="http://dimelorapido.files.wordpress.com/2009/10/pulp.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Artista: Pulp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Cancion: Common People &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Album: Different Class (1995)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=06f9ec3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" summary="Tabla"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;She came from Greece she had a thirst for knowledge,&lt;br /&gt;she studied sculpture at Saint Martin's College,&lt;br /&gt;that's where I, caught her eye.&lt;br /&gt;She told me that her Dad was loaded,&lt;br /&gt;I said "In that case I'll have a rum and coca-cola."&lt;br /&gt;She said "Fine."&lt;br /&gt;and in thirty seconds time she said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I want to live like common people,&lt;br /&gt;I want to do whatever common people do,&lt;br /&gt;I want to sleep with common people,&lt;br /&gt;I want to sleep with common people, like you."&lt;br /&gt;Well what else could I do?&lt;br /&gt;I said "I'll see what I can do."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took her to a supermarket,&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why but I had to start it somewhere,&lt;br /&gt;So it started… there.&lt;br /&gt;I said pretend you've got no money,&lt;br /&gt;She just laughed and said, "Oh you're so funny."&lt;br /&gt;I said "yeah?&lt;br /&gt;Well I can't see anyone else smiling in here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you sure you want to live like common people,&lt;br /&gt;You want to see whatever common people see,&lt;br /&gt;You want to sleep with common people,&lt;br /&gt;You want to sleep with common people, like me."&lt;br /&gt;But she didn't understand,&lt;br /&gt;she just smiled and held my hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rent a flat above a shop,&lt;br /&gt;Cut your hair and get a job.&lt;br /&gt;Smoke some fags and play some pool,&lt;br /&gt;Pretend you never went to school.&lt;br /&gt;But still you'll never get it right,&lt;br /&gt;cos when you're laid in bed at night,&lt;br /&gt;Watching roaches climb the wall,&lt;br /&gt;If you call your Dad he could stop it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll never live like common people,&lt;br /&gt;You’ll never do what common people do,&lt;br /&gt;You’ll never fail like common people,&lt;br /&gt;You’ll never watch your life slide out of view,&lt;br /&gt;And dance and drink and screw,&lt;br /&gt;Because there's nothing else to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sing along with the common people,&lt;br /&gt;sing along and it might just get you through,&lt;br /&gt;laugh along with the common people,&lt;br /&gt;laugh along even though they're laughing at you,&lt;br /&gt;and the stupid things that you do.&lt;br /&gt;Because you think that poor is cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a dog lying in a corner&lt;br /&gt;they will bite and never warn you&lt;br /&gt;Look out, they'll tear your insides out&lt;br /&gt;`cos everybody hates a tourist&lt;br /&gt;especially one who thinks it's all such a laugh&lt;br /&gt;yeah and the chip stain's grease&lt;br /&gt;will come out in the bath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will never understand&lt;br /&gt;how it feels to live your life&lt;br /&gt;with no meaning or control&lt;br /&gt;and with nowhere left to go&lt;br /&gt;You are amazed that they exist&lt;br /&gt;and they burn so bright&lt;br /&gt;whilst you can only wonder why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rent a flat above a shop&lt;br /&gt;Cut your hair and get a job&lt;br /&gt;Smoke some fags and play some pool&lt;br /&gt;pretend you never went to school&lt;br /&gt;But still you'll never get it right&lt;br /&gt;`cos when you're laid in bed at night&lt;br /&gt;watching roaches climb the wall&lt;br /&gt;if you called your Dad he could stop it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll never live like common people&lt;br /&gt;you'll never do what common people do&lt;br /&gt;you'll never fail like common people&lt;br /&gt;you'll never watch your life slide out of view&lt;br /&gt;and dance, and drink, and screw&lt;br /&gt;because there's nothing else to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to live with common people like you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Ella vino desde Grecia, tenía sed de saber,&lt;br /&gt;ella estudiaba escultura en el Colegio San Martín,&lt;br /&gt;ahí es donde me echó el ojo.&lt;br /&gt;Me dijo que su papá estaba cargado,&lt;br /&gt;Yo dije “en ese caso quiero un ron y coca-cola”,&lt;br /&gt;ella dijo “está bien”,&lt;br /&gt;y treinta segundos después ella dijo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Quiero vivir como la gente común,&lt;br /&gt;quiero hacer lo que la gente común haga&lt;br /&gt;quiero dormir con gente común,&lt;br /&gt;quiero dormir con gente común como tú”.&lt;br /&gt;Bueno, ¿qué otra cosa podía hacer?&lt;br /&gt;Le dije “Veré que puedo hacer”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La llevé a un supermercado,&lt;br /&gt;no se porqué pero tenía que empezar por algún lado,&lt;br /&gt;así que empezamos.. por ahí.&lt;br /&gt;Le dije “finge que no tienes plata”,&lt;br /&gt;Ella solo rió y dijo “¡Oh! eres muy gracioso”,&lt;br /&gt;yo dije “¿sí?”,&lt;br /&gt;“bueno, no veo a nadie más sonriendo aquí...”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Estás segura de que quieres vivir como la gente común,&lt;br /&gt;de que quieres ver lo que la gente común ve,&lt;br /&gt;de que quieres dormir con gente común,&lt;br /&gt;de que quieres dormir con gente común como yo?&lt;br /&gt;Pero ella no entendió,&lt;br /&gt;Ella solo sonrió y me tomó de la mano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrienda un piso sobre una tienda,&lt;br /&gt;córtate el pelo y consigue un trabajo,&lt;br /&gt;fúmate algunos cigarrillos y juega algo de billar,&lt;br /&gt;finge de que nunca fuiste a la escuela.&lt;br /&gt;Pero aún así nunca vas a asimilarlo del todo,&lt;br /&gt;porque cuando estés acostada en la cama a la noche,&lt;br /&gt;mirando las cucarachas caminar por las paredes,&lt;br /&gt;sabes que si llamaras a tu papi el podría terminar con todo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nunca podrás vivir como la gente común,&lt;br /&gt;Nunca podrás hacer lo que la gente común hace,&lt;br /&gt;nunca fracasaras como la gente común,&lt;br /&gt;nunca verás tu vida desvanecer.&lt;br /&gt;Y entonces al baile, la bebida, el sexo...&lt;br /&gt;porque ya no habrá nada más que hacer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Canta junto a la gente común,&lt;br /&gt;canta y tal vez te metas en medio,&lt;br /&gt;ríete con la gente común,&lt;br /&gt;ríete a pesar de que se estén riendo de ti,&lt;br /&gt;y las cosas estúpidas que haces&lt;br /&gt;porque piensas que ser pobre es genial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como un perro tirado en la esquina,&lt;br /&gt;te van a morder y nunca te van a avisar,&lt;br /&gt;cuidado, te van a sacar las tripas afuera.&lt;br /&gt;Porque todos odian a los turistas,&lt;br /&gt;Especialmente uno que cree todo es para reírse.&lt;br /&gt;Si, y las manchas de grasa de papas fritas&lt;br /&gt;se van con un baño.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nunca entenderás&lt;br /&gt;como se siente vivir tu vida&lt;br /&gt;sin propósito ni control,&lt;br /&gt;y sin ningún lugar a donde ir,&lt;br /&gt;estás sorprendida de que existan,&lt;br /&gt;y que ardan tanto&lt;br /&gt;mientras tú solo te puedes preguntar “porqué”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alquila un piso sobre una tienda,&lt;br /&gt;córtate el pelo y consigue un trabajo,&lt;br /&gt;fúmate algunos cigarrillos y juega algo de billar,&lt;br /&gt;finge que nunca fuiste a la escuela.&lt;br /&gt;Pero aún así nunca vas a asimilarlo del todo,&lt;br /&gt;porque cuando estés acostada en la cama a la noche,&lt;br /&gt;mirando las cucarachas caminar por las paredes,&lt;br /&gt;si llamas a tu papi él podrá terminar con todo eso. Si!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nunca podrás vivir como la gente común,&lt;br /&gt;Nunca podrás hacer lo que la gente común hace,&lt;br /&gt;nunca fracasaras como la gente común,&lt;br /&gt;nunca verás tu vida desvanecer.&lt;br /&gt;Y al baile, y la bebida y el sexo,&lt;br /&gt;Porque no hay otra cosa que hacer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiero vivir con gente común como tú&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714491003572732962-5065220409829301056?l=cancionparamidia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/feeds/5065220409829301056/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/2010/01/pulp-common-people_13.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714491003572732962/posts/default/5065220409829301056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714491003572732962/posts/default/5065220409829301056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/2010/01/pulp-common-people_13.html' title='Pulp - Common People'/><author><name>VicManiaco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10462094991450423343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b14XIM0zeHU/S3__zqa_puI/AAAAAAAAAjo/K27Nfo0pODA/S220/HJC+2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714491003572732962.post-8833206113180657856</id><published>2010-01-12T13:59:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T14:11:45.048-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Space'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Bowie'/><title type='text'>David Bowie - Starman</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;David Bowie - Starman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i47.tinypic.com/21engh5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 461px;" src="http://i47.tinypic.com/21engh5.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Artista: David Bowie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Cancion: Starman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Album: The Rise And Fall Of Ziggy Stardust And The Spiders From Mars (1972)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=c72069a" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" summary="Tabla"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Didn't know what time it was and the lights were low&lt;br /&gt;I leaned back on my radio&lt;br /&gt;Some cat was layin' down some rock 'n' roll 'lotta soul, he said&lt;br /&gt;Then the loud sound did seem to fade&lt;br /&gt;Came back like a slow voice on a wave of phase&lt;br /&gt;That weren't no D.J. that was hazy cosmic jive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a starman waiting in the sky&lt;br /&gt;He'd like to come and meet us&lt;br /&gt;But he thinks he'd blow our minds&lt;br /&gt;There's a starman waiting in the sky&lt;br /&gt;He's told us not to blow it&lt;br /&gt;Cause he knows it's all worthwhile&lt;br /&gt;He told me:&lt;br /&gt;Let the children lose it&lt;br /&gt;Let the children use it&lt;br /&gt;Let all the children boogie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to phone someone so I picked on you&lt;br /&gt;Hey, that's far out so you heard him too!&lt;br /&gt;Switch on the TV we may pick him up on channel two&lt;br /&gt;Look out your window I can see his light&lt;br /&gt;If we can sparkle he may land tonight&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell your poppa or he'll get us locked up in fright &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;No sabía que hora era y había poca luz&lt;br /&gt;Me apoyé en mi radio&lt;br /&gt;Algún tipo estaba tocando rock and roll con un montón de sentimientos&lt;br /&gt;Entonces, el  sonido alto pareció desvanecerse&lt;br /&gt;Volvió como una voz lenta en forma de onda de fase&lt;br /&gt;No era ningún D.J. aquello era un nebuloso cósmico.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay un starman esperando en el cielo&lt;br /&gt;Le gustaría venir y encontrarse con nosotros&lt;br /&gt;Pero cree que nos haría volar  las mentes&lt;br /&gt;Hay un starman esperando en el cielo&lt;br /&gt;Nos dijo que no las haría volar&lt;br /&gt;Porque sabe que es todo lo que vale la pena&lt;br /&gt;Él me dijo:&lt;br /&gt;deja a los niños perderla&lt;br /&gt;Deja a los niños usarla&lt;br /&gt;Deja a los niños bailar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuve que telefonear a alguien, así que te cogí a ti&lt;br /&gt;Ei! Esto es tan estupendo, lo oíste tú también!&lt;br /&gt;Enciende la tele, quizá podamos pillarlo en el canal 2&lt;br /&gt;Mira por tu ventana, puedo ver su luz&lt;br /&gt;Si nosotros podemos brillar,  quizá  pueda aterrizar esta noche&lt;br /&gt;No se lo digas a papá o  nos encerrará en el miedo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714491003572732962-8833206113180657856?l=cancionparamidia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/feeds/8833206113180657856/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/2010/01/david-bowie-starman.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714491003572732962/posts/default/8833206113180657856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714491003572732962/posts/default/8833206113180657856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/2010/01/david-bowie-starman.html' title='David Bowie - Starman'/><author><name>VicManiaco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10462094991450423343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b14XIM0zeHU/S3__zqa_puI/AAAAAAAAAjo/K27Nfo0pODA/S220/HJC+2.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i47.tinypic.com/21engh5_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714491003572732962.post-8002282355396419248</id><published>2010-01-11T15:43:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T16:40:56.864-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blur'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Space'/><title type='text'>Blur - The Universal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Blur - The Universal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i49.tinypic.com/2zxzc46.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 404px; height: 320px;" src="http://i49.tinypic.com/2zxzc46.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Artista: Blur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Song: The Universal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Album: The Great Escape&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=65c89d7" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table border="0" summary="Ejemplo de dimensionamiento en una tabla HTML."&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;This is the next century&lt;br /&gt;where the universal's free&lt;br /&gt;you can find it anywhere&lt;br /&gt;yes, the future's been sold&lt;br /&gt;every night we're gone&lt;br /&gt;and to karaoke songs&lt;br /&gt;how we like to sing along&lt;br /&gt;'though the words are wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it really, really, really could happen&lt;br /&gt;yes, it really, really, really could happen&lt;br /&gt;when the days they seem to fall through you&lt;br /&gt;well, just let them go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no-one here is alone&lt;br /&gt;satellite's in every home&lt;br /&gt;yes, the universal's here&lt;br /&gt;here for everyone&lt;br /&gt;every paper that you read&lt;br /&gt;says tomorrow's your lucky day&lt;br /&gt;well, here's your lucky day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it really, really, really could happen&lt;br /&gt;yes, it really, really, really could happen&lt;br /&gt;if the days they seem to fall through you&lt;br /&gt;well, just let them go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Este es el próximo siglo.&lt;br /&gt;Cuando el universoes libre.&lt;br /&gt;Puedes encontrarlo en cualquier parte.&lt;br /&gt;¡Sí, el futuro ha sido vendido!&lt;br /&gt;Cada noche salimos...&lt;br /&gt;a cantar canciones de karaoke.&lt;br /&gt;Nos encanta cantar todos juntos...&lt;br /&gt;aunque no sepamos la letra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realmente, realmentepodría ocurrir.&lt;br /&gt;Sí, realmente, realmente podría ocurrir.&lt;br /&gt;Cuando los días sólo parecen atravesarte...&lt;br /&gt;sólo deja que se vayan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nadie aquí está solo.&lt;br /&gt;Hay satélites en cada casa.&lt;br /&gt;Sí, el universal ha llegado&lt;br /&gt;para todos.&lt;br /&gt;Cada diario que lees...&lt;br /&gt;dice que mañana será tu día de suerte.&lt;br /&gt;Pues aquí está tu día de suerte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realmente, realmente&lt;br /&gt;podría ocurrir.&lt;br /&gt;Sí, realmente,&lt;br /&gt;realmente podría ocurrir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714491003572732962-8002282355396419248?l=cancionparamidia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/feeds/8002282355396419248/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/2010/01/blur-theuniversal.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714491003572732962/posts/default/8002282355396419248'/><link rel='self' 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Sebastian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anti-Love'/><title type='text'>Belle and Sebastian - Seeing Other People</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Belle and Sebastian - Seeing Other People&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i46.tinypic.com/ebajx0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 360px; height: 347px;" src="http://i46.tinypic.com/ebajx0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Grupo: Belle And Sebastian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Cancion: Seeing Other People&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Album: If You're Feeling Siinister (1996)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=6ab5a38" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table border="0" summary="Ejemplo de dimensionamiento en una tabla HTML."&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;We lay on the bed there&lt;br /&gt;Kissing just for practice&lt;br /&gt;Could we please be objective?&lt;br /&gt;Cause the other boys are queuing up behind us&lt;br /&gt;A hand over my mouth&lt;br /&gt;A hand over the window&lt;br /&gt;Well, if I remain passive and you just want to cuddle&lt;br /&gt;Then we should be ok, and we won't get in a muddle&lt;br /&gt;Cause we're seeing other people&lt;br /&gt;At least that's what we say we are doing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are you feeling?&lt;br /&gt;I don't think you can be dealing&lt;br /&gt;With the situation very well&lt;br /&gt;You take a lover for a dirty weekend, that's ok&lt;br /&gt;But when it's over&lt;br /&gt;You are looking at the working week through the eyes of a gigolo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're kissing your elbow&lt;br /&gt;You're kissing your reflection&lt;br /&gt;And you can't understand why all the other boys are going for the&lt;br /&gt;New, tall, elegant rich kids&lt;br /&gt;You can bet it is a bitch, kid&lt;br /&gt;But if they don't see the quality then it is apparent that&lt;br /&gt;You're going to have to change&lt;br /&gt;Or you're going to have to go with girls&lt;br /&gt;You'd be better off&lt;br /&gt;At least they know where to put it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We lay on the bed there&lt;br /&gt;Kissing just for practice&lt;br /&gt;Could we please be objective?&lt;br /&gt;Cause the other boys are queuing up behind us&lt;br /&gt;A hand over my mouth&lt;br /&gt;A hand over the window&lt;br /&gt;Well, if I remain passive and you just want to cuddle&lt;br /&gt;Then we should be ok, and we won't get in a muddle&lt;br /&gt;Cause we're seeing other people&lt;br /&gt;At least that's what we say we are doing&lt;br /&gt;Seeing other people&lt;br /&gt;At least that's what we say we are doing&lt;br /&gt;Seeing other people&lt;br /&gt;At least that's what we say we are doing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Nos recostamos allí en la cama&lt;br /&gt;Besandonos solo por practicar&lt;br /&gt;¿Podríamos por favor ser objetivos?&lt;br /&gt;Porque los otros chicos estan haciendo fila detras de nosotros&lt;br /&gt;Una mano sobre mi boca&lt;br /&gt;Una mano sobre la ventana&lt;br /&gt;Bueno, si sigo siendo pasivo y tu solo quieres abrazar&lt;br /&gt;Entonces deberiamos estar bien, y no nos confundiremos&lt;br /&gt;Porque estamos conociendo otra gente&lt;br /&gt;Al menos eso es lo que decimos que estamos haciendo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Como te estás sintiendo?&lt;br /&gt;No creo que úedas estar negociando&lt;br /&gt;Con la situacion muy bien&lt;br /&gt;Tu tomas a un amante para un sucio fin de semana, eso está bien&lt;br /&gt;Pero cuando se acaba&lt;br /&gt;Tu estas buscando en los días de trabajo con los ojos de un gigolo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te estas besando el codo&lt;br /&gt;Te estas besando tu refleccion&lt;br /&gt;Y no puedes entender porque todos los otros chicos están llendo por los&lt;br /&gt;Nuevos, altos, elegantes chicos ricos&lt;br /&gt;Puedes apostar que es una perra, chico&lt;br /&gt;Pero si no ven la calidad entonces es aparente que&lt;br /&gt;Tendrás que cambiar&lt;br /&gt;O tendrás que salir con chicas&lt;br /&gt;Será mejor que te detengas&lt;br /&gt;Al menos ellos saben donde ponerlo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nos recostamos allí en la cama&lt;br /&gt;Besandonos solo por practicar&lt;br /&gt;Podríamos por favor ser objetivos?&lt;br /&gt;Porque los otros chicos estan haciendo fila detras de nosotros&lt;br /&gt;Una mano sobre mi boca&lt;br /&gt;Una mano sobre la ventana&lt;br /&gt;Bueno, si sigo siendo pasivo y tu solo quieres abrazar&lt;br /&gt;Entonces deberiamos estar bien, y no queremos meternos en problemas&lt;br /&gt;Porque estamos conociendo otra gente&lt;br /&gt;Al menos eso es lo que decimos que estamos haciendo&lt;br /&gt;Estamos conociendo otra gente&lt;br /&gt;Al menos eso es lo que decimos que estamos haciendo&lt;br /&gt;Estamos conociendo otra gente&lt;br /&gt;Al menos eso es lo que decimos que estamos haciendo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714491003572732962-1787804491988323274?l=cancionparamidia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://i45.tinypic.com/24mi3hg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 247px; height: 327px;" src="http://i45.tinypic.com/24mi3hg.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Grupo: K's Choice &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Cancion: Not An Addict&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Album: Paradise In Me (1995)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=46f6852" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table border="0" summary="Tabla"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Breathe it in and breathe it out&lt;br /&gt;And pass it on, it's almost out&lt;br /&gt;We're so creative, so much more&lt;br /&gt;We're high above but on the floor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not a habit, it's cool, I feel alive&lt;br /&gt;If you don't have it you're on the other side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The deeper you stick it in your vein&lt;br /&gt;The deeper the thoughts, there's no more pain&lt;br /&gt;I'm in heaven, I'm a god&lt;br /&gt;I'm everywhere, I feel so hot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not a habit, it's cool, I feel alive&lt;br /&gt;If you don't have it you're on the other side&lt;br /&gt;I'm not an addict (maybe that's a lie)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's over now, I'm cold, alone&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a person on my own&lt;br /&gt;Nothing means a thing to me&lt;br /&gt;(Nothing means a thing to me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not a habit, it's cool, I feel alive&lt;br /&gt;If you don't have it you're on the other side&lt;br /&gt;I'm not an addict (maybe that's a lie)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free me, leave me&lt;br /&gt;Watch me as I'm going down&lt;br /&gt;Free me, see me&lt;br /&gt;Look at me, I'm falling and I'm falling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not a habit, it is cool I feel alive I feel...&lt;br /&gt;It is not a habit, it is cool I feel alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not a habit, it's cool, I feel alive&lt;br /&gt;If you don't have it you're on the other side&lt;br /&gt;I'm not an addict (maybe that's a lie)&lt;br /&gt;I'm not an addict...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="15%" height="50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Aspira y expira&lt;br /&gt;Y pásalo, ya casi está fuera&lt;br /&gt;Somos tan originales, taanto..&lt;br /&gt;Estamos por encima, pero en el suelo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esto no es un vicio, está guay, me siento vivo&lt;br /&gt;Si no lo tienes estás al otro lado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Profundamente lo clavas en vena&lt;br /&gt;Cuanto más profundos son los pensamientos, no hay más dolor…&lt;br /&gt;Estoy en el paraíso, soy Dios&lt;br /&gt;Estoy en todas partes, estoy muy excitado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esto no es un vicio, está guay, me siento vivo&lt;br /&gt;Si no lo tienes estás al otro lado&lt;br /&gt;No soy una adicto (tal vez sea mentira)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se ha terminado ya. Tengo frío, estoy solo.&lt;br /&gt;Solamente soy una persona&lt;br /&gt;Nada me importa&lt;br /&gt;Oh, nada me importa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esto no es un vicio, está guay, me siento vivo&lt;br /&gt;Si no lo tienes estás al otro lado&lt;br /&gt;No soy una adicto (tal vez sea mentira)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Libérame, déjame&lt;br /&gt;Mira como me hundo&lt;br /&gt;Libérame, mírame&lt;br /&gt;Obsérvame. Estoy callendo, estoy callendo…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No es un vicio, esto está guay, me siento vivo, me siento…&lt;br /&gt;No es un vicio, esto está guay, me siento vivo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esto no es un vicio, está guay, me siento vivo&lt;br /&gt;Si no lo tienes estás al otro lado&lt;br /&gt;No soy una adicto (tal vez sea mentira)&lt;br /&gt;No soy una adicto…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714491003572732962-4560584214907212351?l=cancionparamidia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/feeds/4560584214907212351/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/2010/01/ks-choice-not-addict-breathe-it-in-and.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714491003572732962/posts/default/4560584214907212351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714491003572732962/posts/default/4560584214907212351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancionparamidia.blogspot.com/2010/01/ks-choice-not-addict-breathe-it-in-and.html' title='K&apos;s Choice - Not An Addict'/><author><name>VicManiaco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10462094991450423343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b14XIM0zeHU/S3__zqa_puI/AAAAAAAAAjo/K27Nfo0pODA/S220/HJC+2.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i45.tinypic.com/24mi3hg_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
