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domingo, 27 de julio de 2008

Walk This Way- Aerosmith& Run D.M.C.



There's a backseat lover,
that's always undercover
and I talked till my daddy say,
said "ya ain't seen nothin till your down on a muffin,
and theres sure to be a change in way"
now theres a cheerleader, that's a real big pleaser
as far as I could reminice
and the best thing lovin' was you sister and your cousin
and it started with a little kiss, like this

She start swingin' with the boys in school
and her feet are flyin' up in the air
singin hey diddle diddle with the titty in the middle,
and you swingin like you just dont care
so I took a big chance at the highschool dance
with a lady who was ready to play
it wasn't me she was foolin'
cause she new what she was doin
when she told me how to walk this way, she told me to

CHORUS
walk this way, talk this way (x2)
she told me to
walk this way, talk this way (x2)
just give me a kiss...like this

school girl sleezy with a classy kinda sassy
little skirt hangin way up her knee
there were three young ladies in a school gym locker
and I find there were lookin at D
I was a highschool loser never made it with a lady
till the boys told me somethin' i miss
then my next door neighbor
had a daughter, had a favour
and I gave the girl a little kiss, like this

she start swingin' with the boys in the school,
with your feet flyin up in the air
singin hey diddle diddle
with the titty in the middle
I was swingin like I didnt care
so I took a big chance at the highschool dance
with the miss who was ready to play
wasn't me she was foolin,
cause she knew what she was doin
when she told me how to walk this way, she told me to

CHORUS


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sábado, 12 de julio de 2008

Mil Quilates - Marea

Marea Banda

Este un video improvisado de Mil Quilates de Marea


Menos azul y más negrura al agua pura sin color,
la polla dura congelada el arcón,
no quiero besos cuando empiece el tiroteo,
que el rechinar de los muelles de somieres cuando
quieren galopar,
es soneto y melodía y poesía de verdad,
y no tonterías del viento,

dame marrón y llévate blancos de nieve y de encalar
le saco brilla a mi gatillo de danzar
y las caricias se las guardas a tus muertos
que no sabrán si verdean los cipreses o se oscurece el
coral,
si enrojecerán los meses de quererse levantar,
del rosa de los putos cuentos,

son camaleones vestidos de oveja
los ojos traidores que enredan madejas
robando colores de los corazones de los que se dejan
pero del nuestro no,
que late tranquilo sabiendo que salen
detrás de sus hojas cientos de alacranes
que cuidan de que esté siempre en flor,

mojo en el gris que es más añejo y nunca pedirá perdón,
que el cobre viejo me deslumbra más que el sol,
de tan raídos los vestidos que se pone,
y a destilar con los puños de alambique los tabiques
de este mar
y quedarme con la esencia, que es paciencia para andar
saliendo humo de los cojones,
son camaleones vestidos de oveja
los ojos traidores que enredan madejas
robando colores de los corazones de los que se dejan
pero del nuestro no,
que late tranquilo sabiendo que salen
detrás de sus hojas cientos de alacranes
que cuidan de que esté siempre en flor

si despertar son mil quilates de gloria bendita,
mejor soñarme remendando velas marchitas,
que ya estoy harto de remar, compañera soledad,
de tu puerta hasta la mía.x


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