martes, 24 de marzo de 2009

Sentimiento multicolor...

¿Qué es lo nuevo?
...Lo nuevo eres tú
¿Qué es lo interesante?
...Lo interesante eres tú
¿Qué es irresistibe?
...Lo irresistible eres tú
¿Qué es lo deseable?
...Lo deseable eres tú
¿Qué es lo irresistibe?
...Lo irresistible eres tú
¿Qué es lo bello?
...Lo bello eres tú
¿Qué es lo inconfundible?
...Lo inconfundible eres tú
¿Qué es lo confuso
...Lo confuso eres tú
¿Qué es lo imborrable?
...Lo imborrable eres tú
¿Qué es lo extraño?
...Lo entraño eres tú
¿Qué es el amor?
...El amor eres tú
¿Qué me emociona?
...Tú me emocionas
¿Qué es perfecto?
...Nosotros somos perfectos...

domingo, 22 de marzo de 2009

Cibo Matto - Birthday Cake




Shut up and eat!
Too bad, no bon appetit!
Shut up and eat!
You know my love is sweet!

Yes, I'm cooking for my son and his wife
It's his 30th birthday
Pour berries into my bowl
Add milk of two months ago
It's moldy mom, isn't it?
I don't give a flying **** though

Shut up and eat!
Too bad, no bon appetit!
Shut up and eat!
You know my love is sweet!
Shut up and eat!
Too bad, no bon appetit!
Shut up and eat!
You know my love is sweet!

It's food nouveau
It's food nouveau
It's the shape of love
Beat it! beat it up!
Beat it! beat it up!

Extra sugar, extra salt
Extra oil and msg
Extra sugar, extra salt
Extra oil and msg

Shut up and eat!
Too bad, no bon appetit!
Shut up and eat!
You know my love is sweet!
Shut up and eat!
Too bad, no bon appetit!
Shut up and eat!
You know my love is sweet!

You were born in the 60's
We made a war with the Vietnamese
We loved LSD, we died easily
Can we just say "cest la vie"?
So what! say what! for your own sake
Do you have a headache or heartbreak?
Are you made or broken by the birthday cake?
You may be slow on the uptake
I pour pot in the birthday cake
So what! say what! for my own sake
Watch out yo! here I come yo!
I'm gonna change to a rattlesnake
Turn up the TV! Do you agree?
Yeah, I'm talking turkey take it from me
I'm gonna show my love for my dove
But it's moldy, mom, isn't it?

Extra sugar, extra salt
Extra oil and msg
Extra sugar, extra salt
Extra oil and msg

Shut up and eat!
Too bad, no bon appetit!
Shut up and eat!
You know my love is sweet!
Shut up and eat!
Too bad, no bon appetit!
Shut up and eat!
You know my love is very sweet!

Objection

It's not her fault that she's so irresistible
But all the damage she's caused isn't fixable
Every twenty seconds you repeat her name
But when it comes to me you don't care
If I'm alive or dead

So objection I don't wanna be the exception
To get a bit of your attention
I love you for free and I'm not your mother
But you don't even bother

Objection I'm tired of this triangle
Got dizzy dancing tango
I'm falling apart in your hands again
No way I've got to get away

Next to her cheap silicon I look minimal
That's why in front of your eyes I'm invisible
But you gotta know small things also count
You better put your feet on the ground
And see what it's about

So objection I don't wanna be the exception
To get a bit of your attention
I love you for free and I'm not your mother
But you don't even bother

I'm tired of the angles of this triangle
Got dizzy dancing tango
I'm falling apart in your hands again
No way I've got to get away

I wish there was a chance for you and me
I wish you couldn't find a place to be
Away from here

This is pathetic and sardonic
It's sadistic and psychotic
Tango is not for three
Was never meant to be

But you can try it
Rehearse it
Or train like a horse
But don't you count on me
Don't you count on me boy

Objection I don't wanna be the exception
To get a bit of your attention
I love you for free and I'm not your mother
But you don't even bother

Objection I'm tired of this triangle
Got dizzy dancing tango
I'm falling apart in your hands again
No way I've got to get away
Get away
Get away
Get away

domingo, 1 de marzo de 2009

Once more time

I don't know what i need
I just know what i want
I don't know where I am
I just know where i wish to be
I don't know what I like am
I just know what i would be
I don't know where my feelings are
I just know what i wanna feel
I don't know what time is it
I just wanna know when I’m gonna sleep
Just tell me why you aren’t here
Just show me, your little light
Just tell me, how many dreams have gone...
How many shadows are there...?
Let me stay here
Once more time
to: ...

lunes, 27 de octubre de 2008