+La esperanza es una amiga que nos presta la ilusión.
+%
+Just because you're paranoid, don't mean they're not after you.
+%
+Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain.
+You are young and life is long and there is time to kill today.
+And then one day you find ten years have got behind you.
+No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun.
+%
+So you run and you run to catch up with the sun but it's sinking.
+Racing around to come up behind you again.
+The sun is the same in a relative way but you're older,
+Shorter of breath and one day closer to death.
+%
+Every year is getting shorter never seem to find the time.
+Plans that either come to nought or half a page of scribbled lines.
+Hanging on in quiet desparation is the English way.
+The time is gone, the song is over, thought I'd something more to say.
+%
+And I am not frightened of dying, any time will do, I
+don't mind. Why should I be frightened of dying?
+There's no reason for it, you've gotta go sometime.
+If you can hear this whispering you are dying.
+I never said I was frightened of dying.
+%
+I've always been mad, I know I've been mad, like the most of us...
+very hard to explain why you're mad, even if you're not mad...
+%
+Todos en el mundo somos grasas, no hago distinción de sexo y raza, sólo
+que algunos lo disfrutan y otros no pueden evitarlo.
+%
+Salvajes, de traje, me quieren enseñar
+Salvajes, de traje, me quieren educar
+%
+He andáu muchos caminos, muchos caminos he andáu, Chile tiene el buen
+vino y Suecia, el bacalao. Esta'o Unido tiene el hot do', Cuba tiene el
+mojito, Guatemala, el cornalito y Brasil la feishoada.
+%
+Y nosotros? Y nosotros qué tenemos, eh? Yo te pregunto qué tenemos? El
+kani kama es extrangero y los picles, los picles ya no son nuestros...
+Tenemos el 'ulce del leche, que es argentino y machazo, como un pampeano
+en su rancho. Tenemos el clásico, el colonial y el repostero y en
+Santiago del Estero, se lo comen a pan lactal.
+%
+If you want to be alone, just be alone
+If you want to watch the sea just watch the sea
+But do it now, timing is the answer, do it now
+Timing is the answer to success
+%
+Cuando le dije si quería bailar conmigo
+Se puso a hablar de Jung, de Freud y Lacan
+Mi idiosincracia le causaba mucha gracia
+Me dijo al girar la cumbiera intelectual
+%
+Cuando intenté arrimarle mi brazo
+Se puso a hablar de Miller, de Anais Nin y Picasso
+Y si osaba intentar robarle un beso
+Se ponía a leer de Neruda unos versos
+Me hizo mucho mal la cumbiera intelectual
+%
+Si le decía "Vamos al cine, rica"
+Me decía "Veamos una de Kusturica"
+Si le decía "Vamos a oler las flores"
+Me hablaba de Virginia Wolf y sus amores
+Me hizo mucho mal la cumbiera intelectual
+%
+Le pedí que me enseñe a usar el mouse
+Pero solo quiere hablarme del Bauhaus
+Le pregunté si era chorra o rockera
+Me dijo "Gertrude Stein era re-tortillera"
+Me hizo mucho mal la cumbiera intelectual
+%
+I love las minifaldas on Esmeralda
+And the sexy porteños trying to pick up the Argenteenagers.
+How nice, the Argenteenagers
+Tomando sol in the primavera de Buenos Aires...
+%
+Does humor belong in music? -- Frank Zappa
+Yes it does, Frank. -- Kevin Johansen
+%
+Soñé que tenia un caballo
+Que me trataba mejor que vos
+Tenia tan buena onda con ella
+Era mi yegua, mucho mas que vos
+%
+Parece McGuevara's o CheDonald's
+%
+I would love to fix this world but I'm so lazy...
+so lazy...
+%
+Mi infancia fue en un loft, bien al costado del río
+Cazabamos correcaminos y lo azabamos en el fogón
+Después? Después me vine grande y la ciudad me deslumbró
+Jugando al tejo en Lavalle me hice amigo del
+%
+Pa' ella cociné, pa' ella lavé, pa' ella soñe
+Paella completa, $2,50
+Pero, la luz mala me tira, y yo? yo soy ligero pa'l trote
+La luz buena, está en el monte, allá voy, al horizonte
+%
+El otro día tenía un plan
+Pero después me olvidé y me comí un flan
+%
+Hace diez años tenía una visión
+Pero nadie más la vió y hoy sigo pidiendo perdón
+%
+Agarré, me fuí pal monte
+Para ver el horizonte...
+%
+Desde chiquito quería ser doctor
+Pero después me enfermé y me hice músico
+%
+Y tuve amores, que fue uno sólo
+El que me dejó de a pie y me enseñó todo...
+%
+Si ella es el sol, yo soy la luna
+Si ella es el mar, soy el desierto
+Y estamos en eclipse total
+Y estamos en eclipse total
+%
+Si ella es la flor, yo soy la espina
+Si ella es quien florece, yo quien se marchita
+Y estamos en eclipse total, y estamos en eclipse total
+Completamente cruzados, completamente cruzas
+%
+Si pudiera acercarme un poco más, hacia vos
+Te diría que me tiemblan los dos pies, cuando me mirás
+Si supieras todo lo que me costó, llegar
+Hoy sabrías que me cuesta respirar, cuando me mirás
+%
+El techo de mi cuarto lleno de estrellas
+%
+El techo de mi cuarto lleno de cometas
+%
+El techo de mi cuarto lleno de universos
+%
+El techo de mi cuarto lleno de galaxias
+%
+El techo de mi cuarto lleno de planetas
+Y mi mente es un planeta más
+Donde vivo yo y nadie podrá entrar
+Jamás
+%
+una vez mas voy a arrastrar mi alma por el suelo
+y no me importa sentirme mal, si es lo que quiero
+tragando polvo, llorando sangre, anocheciendo
+una vez mas voy a cerrar mis ojos para siempre
+%
+Ya ni el cielo me quiere, ya ni la muerte me visita
+Ya ni el sol me calienta, ya ni el viento me acaricia
+%
+Me duele encontrarte en mis sueños muertos
+%
+Demasiado lento para una estrella fugaz
+Demasiado limpio para lo que vos acostumbras
+Demasiado claro para tanta oscuridad
+Demasiados sueños, poca realidad
+%
+Con todas las manos que me acogotan, no puedo respirar
+Con todos sus dedos me haría una torta, para festejar
+Que no me estoy yendo solo de este lugar
+%
+El discman vuelve locos a los controles, te lleva a cualquier lugar.
+Ajústense pronto los cinturones, nos vamos a estrellar.
+Evidentemente, no escuchaste el speech,
+que dio la azafata, antes de despegar.
+%
+No tengo alas, como un planeador.
+No tengo luces, como un plato volador.
+Perdi mi rumbo soy un auto chocador.
+%
+Un camión lleno de amigos, míos.
+Cada uno dando vueltas, en su cabeza.
+Mientras yo, sufro la picadura de mi propia abeja.
+%
+Un barco con animales, amigos míos.
+Creyendo salvarse de la inundación.
+Mientras yo, sufro la ruptura de mi corazón.
+%
+Soy como una mosca, parada en el agua.
+Y vos sos un transatlántico, querés nadar a mi lado.
+Y me estás ahogando.
+%
+Un paracaidista, que no deja de caer.
+Lo que me lleva hacia arriba, es lo que me tira hacia abajo.
+%
+A veces quisiera ser un auto,
+para chocar como choco siendo humano,
+para romperme en mil pedazos.
+%
+A veces quisiera ser un avion,
+para volar como vuelo siendo humano,
+y no caerme como me caigo.
+%
+A veces quisiera ser un barco,
+para flotar como floto siendo humano,
+y no hundirme como me hundo
+%
+Y vos, me dijiste que soy, un abismo de silencio.
+Será, porque vos no escuchas, que yo grito por dentro.
+%
+Corrí muchas carreras, tratando de alcanzarte a vos.
+Pero corría sólo y siempre salí último.
+%
+Como un rinoceronte que lleva un pájaro en el lomo,
+yo te alimento, no te veo ni te toco.
+%
+Cada movimiento que no se hace, es un movimiento que se pierde.
+Y cada movimiento que se pierde, se transforma en una mochila.
+Y las mochilas nos alejan, de nuestros amigos y nuestras amigas.
+Y nuestros amigos se transforman, en enemigos y en enemigas.
+Cada movimiento que se hace, es una mochila que se deja.
+%
+Cuando no haya nadie que me pueda ver
+Con mis manos frías me voy a tejer
+Un abrigo para mi corazón
+%
+El poco sol que entra, me deja ciego
+Pero ni siquiera entibia mis baldozas frías
+Aquí donde todo es frío y casi muerto
+%
+Y ya no tengo colores, sólo gris y negro
+Aquí donde el amor es de hierro
+Los días pasan y moriremos contando el tiempo
+%
+No recuerdo las flores, no conozco el viento
+Aquí donde envejecen juntos presos y carceleros
+Los días no pasan, el tiempo no pasa
+Y vivimos contando el tiempo
+Y moriremos contando el tiempo
+%
+Hey you, out there in the cold
+Getting lonely, getting old
+Can you feel me?
+%
+Hey you, standing in the aisles
+With itchy feet and fading smiles
+Can you feel me?
+%
+Hey you, dont help them to bury the light
+Don't give in without a fight.
+%
+Hey you, out there on your own
+Sitting naked by the phone
+Would you touch me?
+%
+Hey you, with you ear against the wall
+Waiting for someone to call out
+Would you touch me?
+%
+Hey you, would you help me to carry the stone?
+Open your heart, I'm coming home.
+%
+But it was only fantasy.
+The wall was too high, as you can see.
+No matter how he tried, he could not break free.
+And the worms ate into his brain.
+%
+Hey you, standing in the road
+always doing what you're told,
+Can you help me?
+%
+Hey you, out there beyond the wall,
+Breaking bottles in the hall,
+Can you help me?
+%
+Hey you, don't tell me there's no hope at all
+Together we stand, divided we fall.
+%
+Did you see the frightened ones?
+Did you hear the falling bombs?
+Did you ever wonder why we had to run for shelter when the promise of a
+brave new world unfurled beneath a clear blue sky?
+%
+Hello?
+Is there anybody in there?
+Just nod if you can hear me.
+Is there anyone at home?
+%
+Come on, now,
+I hear you're feeling down.
+Well I can ease your pain
+Get you on your feet again.
+%
+Relax.
+I'll need some information first.
+Just the basic facts.
+Can you show me where it hurts?
+%
+There is no pain you are receding
+A distant ship, smoke on the horizon.
+You are only coming through in waves.
+Your lips move but I can't hear what you're saying.
+%
+When I was a child I had a fever
+My hands felt just like two balloons.
+Now I've got that feeling once again
+I can't explain you would not understand
+This is not how I am.
+I have become comfortably numb.
+%
+O.K.
+Just a little pinprick.
+There'll be no more aaaaaaaaah!
+But you may feel a little sick.
+%
+Can you stand up?
+I do believe it's working, good.
+That'll keep you going through the show
+Come on it's time to go.
+%
+When I was a child
+I caught a fleeting glimpse
+Out of the corner of my eye.
+I turned to look but it was gone
+I cannot put my finger on it now
+The child is grown,
+The dream is gone.
+I have become comfortably numb.
+%
+Breathe, breathe in the air.
+Don't be afraid to care.
+Leave but don't leave me.
+Look around and choose your own ground.
+%
+Long you live and high you fly
+And smiles you'll give and tears you'll cry
+And all you touch and all you see
+Is all your life will ever be.
+%
+Run, rabbit run.
+Dig that hole, forget the sun,
+And when at last the work is done
+Don't sit down it's time to dig another one.
+%
+For long you live and high you fly
+But only if you ride the tide
+And balanced on the biggest wave
+You race towards an early grave.
+%
+Home, home again.
+I like to be here when I can.
+When I come home cold and tired
+It's good to warm my bones beside the fire.
+%
+Far away across the field
+The tolling of the iron bell
+Calls the faithful to their knees
+To hear the softly spoken magic spells.
+%
+They love me like I was a brother
+They protect me, listen to me
+They dug me my very own garden
+Gave me sunshine, made me happy
+
+Nice dream, nice dream
+Nice dream
+%
+Bulletproof... I Wish I Was
+%
+He used to do surgery
+On girls in the eighties
+But gravity always wins
+%
+Please could you stop the noise, I'm trying to get some rest
+From all the unborn chicken voices in my head
+What's that...? (I may be paranoid, but not an android)
+%
+Ambition makes you look pretty ugly
+%
+Wake from your sleep,
+the drying of your tears,
+Today we escape, we escape.
+%
+Pack and get dressed
+before your father hears us,
+before all hell breaks loose.
+%
+Breathe, keep breathing,
+don't lose your nerve.
+Breathe, keep breathing,
+I can't do this alone.
+%
+Karma police
+arrest this man,
+he talks in maths,
+he buzzes like a fridge,
+he's like a detuned radio.
+%
+Karma police
+arrest this girl,
+her Hitler hairdo
+is making me feel ill
+and we have crashed her party.
+%
+This is what you get,
+when you mess with us.
+%
+Karma police
+I've given all I can,
+it's not enough,
+I've given all I can
+but we're still on the payroll.
+%
+For a minute there
+I lost myself, I lost myself.
+Phew, for a minute there,
+I lost myself, I lost myself.
+%
+Fitter, happier, more productive, comfortable, not drinking too much,
+regular exercise at the gym (3 days a week),
+getting on better with your associate employee contemporaries,
+%
+at ease, eating well (no more microwave dinners and saturated fats),
+a patient better driver, a safer car (baby smiling in back seat),
+sleeping well (no bad dreams), no paranoia,
+%
+careful to all animals (never washing spiders down the plughole),
+keep in contact with old friends (enjoy a drink now and then),
+will frequently check credit at (moral) bank (hole in the wall),
+%
+no longer afraid of the dark or midday shadows
+nothing so ridiculously teenage and desperate,
+nothing so childish - at a better pace,
+slower and more calculated,
+no chance of escape,
+%
+now self-employed, concerned (but powerless),
+an empowered and informed member of society (pragmatism not idealism),
+will not cry in public, less chance of illness,
+tires that grip in the wet (shot of baby strapped in back seat),
+%
+A heart that's full up like a landfill,
+a job that slowly kills you,
+bruises that won't heal.
+%
+You look so tired-unhappy,
+bring down the government,
+they don't, they don't speak for us.
+%
+I'll take a quiet life,
+a handshake of carbon monoxide,
+with no alarms and no surprises,
+no alarms and no surprises.
+%
+You can try the best you can
+If you try the best you can
+The best you can is good enough
+%
+Are you such a dreamer?
+To put the world to rights?
+I'll stay home forever
+Where two & two always
+makes up five
+%
+All evidence has been buried
+All tapes have been erased
+But your footsteps give you away
+So you're backtracking
+%
+We're rotten fruit
+We're damaged goods
+What the hell, we've got nothing more to lose
+One gust and we will probably crumble
+We're backdrifters
+%
+hypocrite opportunist
+don't infect me with your poison
+%
+they wrap me up in the back of the trunk
+packed with foam and blind drunk
+they won't ever take me alive
+cause they all drive killer cars
+%
+I'm a rabbit in your headlights
+Scared of the spotlight
+You don't come to visit
+I'm stuck on this bed
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