jueves, 23 de septiembre de 2010
miércoles, 22 de septiembre de 2010
sábado, 18 de septiembre de 2010
viernes, 17 de septiembre de 2010
ORPHANYEAR
My father had dementia
He lied in bed for months
Once in a while he’d call me
And ask me to fly down
I told him that I’d love to
But I had things to do
And so he died without his son
I heard about it drunk after a show
My mother battled cancer
For over seven years
I nursed her and I held her
When time was running out
The night before she left me
I drank scotch all night
And thanked her for everything she’d done
Raising me alone wasn’t much fun
Dad I can forgive you,
but I’ll never forget,
Months I wouldn’t see you and when I did
You’d be out with your friends all night
Alone and only nine
I watched the outer limits
And scared out of my mind
I wonder if you felt the same
The days before you died
I wonder if you even knew
Why I wouldn’t come around
I bet if you had been there,
There wouldn’t be this song
2006 goodbye parents
For once I am sincere
2006 my orphan year .
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NOFX
The leads are weak, the leads are weak, fucking leads are weak?
YOU'RE WEAK
Remember when America had a middle class
And an upper class, that was way before the exodus
That was the America that we thought was number one,
Thought would overcome, thought would never die
That was just our pride and faith, two shitty deadly sins
I know faith isn't one of 'em but it should have been
Cuz when things were crumbling, we had no camaraderie
Just a faith someone would save us from despondence
We called it America
Number one America was a slogan used to keep morale up
When we knew we were already cooked
Then the richer western states, succeeded in secession
And the eastern ones followed right behind
Mexi-Can-America was the perfect name that
Epitomized the order of significance, authority and affluence
We had turned it all around
Went from number one straight to number two (shit)
We called it America
National bankruptcy, circumcised society
USA dined and ditched, Fox reports "poor is the new rich"
We called it America
martes, 14 de septiembre de 2010
lunes, 13 de septiembre de 2010
A los que se dejan la piel, a los que nunca ha podido entender
cómo cayó en la red de la codicia todo el poder
A los insurgentes que contracorriente exigen justicia social
Y me da igual de dónde sean, no hay distancia, no hay fronteras
a una conciencia firme nada puede parar
cómo cayó en la red de la codicia todo el poder
A los insurgentes que contracorriente exigen justicia social
Y me da igual de dónde sean, no hay distancia, no hay fronteras
a una conciencia firme nada puede parar
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Felices 15 Jona :)
domingo, 12 de septiembre de 2010
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