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25.12.07
Merry KISSmas 2007!!!
Ojos de oro
Su brillo no va a alcanzarme,
Manos de seda
Caricias que no llegan,
Piel de vainilla
Quiero cosquillas.
Ella no cree en la navidad
Estaré por siempre esperando,
Su sonrisa me hace pensar
Que algún día llegará.
Chicle de uva
Masticas, cuanta dulzura!
Puedo hamacarte
Hasta el cielo voy a amarte,
Globos gigantes
Yo quiero darte.
Ella no cree en la navidad
Estaré por siempre esperando,
Su sonrisa me hace pensar
Que algún día llegará.
Me pasaré pensando
La carta de este año,
Las hadas y los duendes
Te traerán volando.
Ella no cree en la navidad
Estaré por siempre esperando,
Su sonrisa me hace pensar
Que algún día llegará.
11.12.07
"La ambición suele llevar a las personas a ejecutar los menesteres más viles. Por eso, para trepar, se adopta la misma postura que para arrastrarse."
Jonathan Swift
9.11.07
I´m Flattered! ;-) (lyrics by Marilyn Manson)
Hey
There's no rules today.
You steal instead of borrow.
You take all the shapes that I make.
And you think
That you thought
All the thoughts
That I tought you,
Don't you?
Mutilation's the most
Sincere form of flattery.
If you want to be me,
Then stand in line like the rest.
Now, do you know what I mean?
The young get less bolder
The legends get older
But I stay the same
As long as you have less to say
Do you think that I wouldn't say this?
You know that I play this better than you.
Fuck you
Fuck you
Fuck you
And
Fuck you too
Do you think that I wouldn't say this?
You know that I play this better than you.
Rebels without applause
I sell my shadow to those
Who are standing in it
They think I would
Bitch about them
Thinking they are
The shit
When they can't
Even step
In it
The young get less bolder
The legends get older
But I stay the same
As long as you have less to say
Do you think that I wouldn't say this?
You know that I play this better than you.
Fuck you
Fuck you
Fuck you
Fuck you
Fuck you
Fuck you
And
Fuck you too
The young get less bolder
The legends get older
But I stay the same
As long as you have less to say
Do you think that I wouldn't say this?
You know that I play this better than you.
Fuck you
Fuck you
Fuck you
And
Fuck you too
Do you think that I wouldn't say this?
You know that I play this better than you.
13.8.07
Por el poder de GlamSkull!
EDU retratado por un indiscreto paparazzo anoche en el festival Glam donde tocaron las bandas Crush, Mannequin, Madison y SHE-RA.
Ya se hizo tarde con Marilyn Night
Como era de esperar,
Me reflejo en el cristal
Aun me siento flotar.
No se quien,
No veo muy bien
Pero puedo comprender,
Muestra la escencia del lugar
Lo veo a Peter pasar.
Besos y serpientes se apoderan de mi mente,
Entre la niebla quiero perderte.
Esta dispuesta a darnos mas
Y no me puedo negar,
La psicodelia nos hace brillar
Rey de la noche me vas a llamar.
No se quien,
no veo muy bien
Pero puedo comprender,
Tal vez la barra te quiera atrapar
Y de rodillas te voy a encontrar.
Besos y serpientes se apoderan de mi mente,
Entre la niebla quiero perderte.
Nah ah ah ah! Marilyn Night!
Es una sombra blanca que esta en el lugar,
Nah ah ah ah! Marilyn Night!
No es una noche mas con Marilyn Night.
Ya se hizo tarde con Marilyn Night
Como era de esperar,
Me reflejo en el cristal
Aun me siento flotar.
No se quien,
no veo muy bien
Pero puedo comprender,
Muestra la escencia del lugar
Lo veo a Peter pasar.
Besos y serpientes se apoderan de mi mente,
Entre la niebla quiero perderte.
Nah ah ah! Marilyn Night!
Es una sombra blanca que esta en el lugar,
Nah ah ah ah! Marilyn Night!
No es una noche mas con Marilyn Night.
30.7.07
HARD ROCK & HEAVY METAL RULE!!!
Yeah, well I've been up and been down, town to town with several bands,
Then tortured for ten long years by critics, agents and the A&R man, and some bandwagon fans.
It's time to stand up, fight back, be proud and once again be free,
So if you want a piece of me, come and get it!
Kurt Cobain is gone but I'm back
Wearing leather pants and a backwards hat
Guitars slung low
Where the down boys go
The night trains back so on with the show
I'm Metal Health
And dressed to thrill
I'm an SMF with the looks that kill
I rocked and rolled, n' long hair is back
And I grew up, singing Strutter, And Back, in Black
I'm going back to eighty-nine
I went Platinum zero times
You're in the jungle sweet child o'mine
I want another piece of that cherry pie
(Oooooohhhhhh)
They call 'em hairbands
Leather jacket in black
Throw your hands in the air
Yeah we're bringing it back
N' Say (Shout, Shout) At the Devil again
And Say (Shout, Shout) At the Devil my friend
So Say (Shout, Shout) never letting it end and say (Shout, Shout, Shout, Shout) yeah…(Bad Medicine)
I like Old Van Halen and Hanoi Rocks
Black n' Blue and Britny Fox
Guns n' Roses, Motley Crue
When Def Leppard rocked and Skid Row ruled
Yeah, Ratt went round n' round
Rocking out in Boston, get loud in Chi-town
Vandenberg, Priest, Dok-ken, Kix
Throwing Faster Pussycat in the mix (P-P-P-P-P-Pussycat)
Give me L.A. Guns & The Dangerous Toys
Quiet Riot, Bang Tango & Bullet Boys
Love Johnny Crash grunge bands are trash
I like C.C. DeVille, Mick Mars, and Slash
Yeah, I saw your grunge band, staring at your shoes on stage, wearing that dirty flannel shirt,
when you gonna learn dirtball, you just can't f**k with Twisted Sister.
"What are you going to do with your life"?
I'm an American hairband
Watch me rock
You can raise your hands
Or you can suck my cock
Heavy Metal God
I'm a Pin-up boy
I'm the singer from Tuff not Pretty Boy Floyd
Super loud and Super wild
Sebastian Bach is youth gone wild
Diamond Dave and Nikki Sixx
I wanna see Tommy Lee back spinning those sticks
Up all night, gonna sleep all day
I love girls; girls, girls and I love L.A.
I won't waste my breath, but here's a clue
Give Pearl Jam & Eddie a big FUCK YOU
Who cares about Weezer and the Screeming Trees
When we got White Lion
And of course the Sleeze Beez
If you wanna rock n' roll then read my lips
Let's shout it out loud
For a band named KISS
(Oooooohhhhhh)
They call 'em hairbands
Wearing leather and black
So throw your hands in the air
Now we're bringing it back
N' Say (Shout, Shout) At the Devil again
And Say (Shout, Shout) At the Devil my friend
So Say (Shout, Shout) never letting it end and say (Shout, Shout, Shout, Shout) yeah,
I'm a hairband wanted dead or alive
Singing (Shout, Shout, Shout, Shout)
I wanna rock n' roll in the still of the night
Say (Shout, Shout, Shout, Shout)
Gonna take you down to the Paradise city
And (Shout, Shout, Shout, Shout)
Everybody let's sing talk dirty to me!
***
30.6.07
Mi amigo Mazi...
EDU & Mazinger in Akihabara, Tokyo.
Cuando la marea los quiere tapar
en el corazón de la noche,
pagan con promesas los nenes de oro.
Cómo actúan esos tipos felices?
Cómo brillan sus muecas festivas?
Si acarician pasteles de culo,
sanos, muy fuertes y azucarados.
Sudar no les cambia la racha, no;
llevan el juego en la sangre, y van
descarados, lindos varoncitos de oro.
Viven temiendo despertar de sus sueños!
Van de vampiros de arrabal.
Adidas digitales!
Pepsi inyectable y... dame más, dame más!
Qué milagroso día el de hoy!
Retiran mientras van ganando,
ésa es su dulce macumba
para nenas que llevan mantón de martirio.
Esos nenes con superpoderes
hoy se trenzan en juego espartano,
como lenguas de fuego que arrasan
a su paso todo lo que pueden.
Le hacen precio a los buenos amigos
por un par de tatuajes masocas,
y pagan con promesas los nenes de oro.