Wednesday, December 14, 2011

Mis once de Moz. (A petición popular)


¡Regresaste Moz!
Cinco años después aqui estas de nuevo y desafortunadamente no pude escucharte. No vale la pena mencionar los pretextos. Se que estuviste tan bien como siempre. Seguramente ya nos encontraremos en otra ocasión.
Por ahi alguién me preguntaba sobre cuales canciones tuyas eran mis favoritas.
Elegí once canciones para hacerle homenaje a este año que se nos va, solo un número simbolico.
Así, sin orden de preferencia.

"Everyday is like Sunday"
-Share some greased tea with me
Everyday is silent and grey.-


"Ouija board, Ouija Board"
-Would you, ouija board
Would you, ouija board
Would you help me ?
And I just can't find
My place in this world.-


"The Last of the famous international Playboys"
-I never wanted to kill
I AM NOT NATURALLY EVIL
Such things I do
Just to make myself
More attractive to you
HAVE I FAILED.-


"Suedehead"
-Why do you come here?
When you know it makes things hard for me ?
When you know, oh
Why do you come ?
You had to sneak into my room
'just' to read my diary
"It was just to see, just to see"
(All the things you knew I'd written about you...)
Oh, so many illustrations
Oh, but
I'm so very sickened
Oh, I am so sickened now-


"The more you ignore me , the closer I get"
-I will be
In the bar
With my head
On the bar
I am now
A central part
Of your mind's landscape
Whether you care
Or do not
Yeah, I've made up your mind.-


"Irish Blood, English Heart"

-I've been dreaming of a time when
The English are sick to death of Labour, And Tories
And spit upon the name Oliver Cromwell
And denounce this royal line that still salute him
And will salute him forever.-


"First of the gang to die"

-We are the pretty, petty thieves, And you're standing on our streets
Where Hector was the first of the gang with a gun in his hand
And the first to do time, the first of the gang to die, Such a silly boy
Hector was the first of the gang with a gun in his hand
And the bullet in his gullet and the first lost lad to go under the sod-


"You have killed me"

-As I live and breathe
You have killed me
You have killed me
Yes I walk around somehow
But you have killed me
You have killed me
And there is no point saying this again
There is no point saying this again
But I forgive you, I forgive you
Always I do forgive you.-


"The youngest was the most loved"

-The youngest was the most loved
The youngest was the cherub
A small boy from a poor house
Who turned into a killer
A blushed rose if he had to say ‘hello’
A lopsided grin strained to keep the shyness in
There is no such thing in life as normal
There is no such thing in life as normal.-


"In the future when all's well"

-Every day I play a sad game called
In the future when all’s well
Living longer than I had intended
Something must have gone... right!
I thank you
I thank you with all of my heart
I thank you
I thank you with all of my heart
Please, please stand up and defend me
In the future when all’s well
Confront what you are afraid of
In the future when all’s well.-


"I have forgiven Jesus"

-But Jesus hurt me, When he deserted me, but, I have forgiven you Jesus
For all of the love, You placed in me when there's no one I can turn to with this love.
Monday - humiliation, Tuesday - suffocation, Wednesday - condescension, Thursday - is pathetic
By Friday life has killed me, By Friday life has killed me, Oh pretty one, Oh pretty one.-


Seguramente Moz, habrá mas favoritas en el futuro.
Gracias.
Hasta la próxima vez.

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