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Escrito por Octogenario
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lunes, 08 de septiembre de 2008 |
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Se vuelve a acabar el mundo. Excusa perfecta para ponernos a follar como locos y locas.
En 48 horas se experimentará con un Big Bang en miniatura. Es curioso que en novelas de ciencia ficción, esas que a veces y solo a veces aciertan como es o será el futuro, uno de los motivos recurrentes para su fin del mundo es un experimento como el del CERN .
Que dios os pille confesados y a los que no, a follar.
"End of the world", aphrodite's child
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You should come
with me to the end of the world
without telling your parents and your friends
You know that you only need
say a word
So end my play with thy
end of the world
But I know
that I'll go... away by myself
I feel you don't want to come
You should come with me to the end of the world
We could lie all day on the quiet sands
I would introduce you to my friend the bird
who sings and flies along the fairy strand
But I know
that I'll go... away by myself
I feel you don't want to come
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he---e, ha---a
If you come with me to the end of the world
I'll give you anything that lives on earth
You know that you only need
say a word
So we might live at the end of the world
What I know
that I'll go... away by myself
I feel you don't want to come
he---e, ha---a
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Escrito por Octogenario
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jueves, 21 de agosto de 2008 |
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Se me estaba quitando pero va a ser que no...
Lo que más aterroriza son los últimos instantes, la consciencia de tu destino y del de tu hijo a tu lado.
"Last night", Moby
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Soft sympathetic patch of ground
Where I can lay my heavy burden down
Oh beautiful scene in decay
There to remind us that nothing stays the same
If this be my last night on earth
Let me remember this for all that its worth
If this be my last night on earth
Let me remember this for all that its worth
Wild fruit, sands, override on the vine
Wild creatures come gather round to suckle their wine
The birds they feed before they take flight
As the weary sun succumbs to their heavy eyelids that is life
If this be my last night on earth
Let me remember this for all that its worth
If this be my last night on earth
Let me remember this for all that its worth
Intoxicated birds glide in a swarm
They sing to me their drunken tunes
This is your last night on earth
Remember us for all that we were
Take sweet memories with you, with you
And plant those seeds somewhere new
This is your last night on earth
Remember us for all that we were
Take sweet memories with you, with you
And plant those seeds somewhere new
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Escrito por Octogenario
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martes, 12 de agosto de 2008 |
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Mira que hay guerras en el mundo pero cuando en ellas juegan EEUU y Rusia la cosa es diferente. Es por algo serio, no jilipolleces del dictador de turno.
De nuevo el petroleo, el gaseoducto que alimenta Europa, está en juego. Si Rusia se queda con él, el 50% del suministro a Europa por esta vía será suyo.
Pera los georgianos, ya saben, guerra de guerrillas y a dar por culo al enemigo.
"Propane Nightmares", Pendulum
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Something’s tearing me down
And down
Can’t help but feel it’s coming from you
She’s a gunshot bride
With a trigger cries
I just wonder what we’ve gotten our selves into
In a trail of fire I know we will be free again
In the end we will be one
In a trail of fire I’ll burn before you bury me
Set your sights for the sun
Mind is willing
Soul remains
This woman cannot be saved
From the drawn into the fire
Mind is willing
Soul remains
This woman cannot be saved
From the drawn into the fire
Any danger
Bring it on home (4x)
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Much to weak to jump yourself
Heal the wounds or crack the shell
Lift yourself from once below
Much to weak to jump yourself
Heal the wounds or crack the shell
Lift yourself from once below
Praise the anger
Bring it on home (4x)
In a trail of fire I know we will be free again
In the end we will be one
In a trail of fire Ill burn before you bury me
Set your sights for the sun
Bring it on home
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Escrito por Octogenario
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viernes, 08 de agosto de 2008 |
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Que estas olimpiadas no tengan monigote incorporado? Misha, Cobi...
Estos chinos están mal asesorados, mal empezamos.
Hoy 8 del 8 del 2008 a las 8:08 pm empiezan las olimpiadas.
Aburrimiento a gogó y monográficos en los noticieros.
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Escrito por Octogenario
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lunes, 04 de agosto de 2008 |
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Que os den por el puto culo y os lo llenen de lefa como a mí de spam el buzón de correo.
He vuelto de vacaciones.
I saw a werewolf with a Chinese menu in his hand
Walking through the streets of Soho in the rain
He was looking for a place called Lee Ho Fook's
Going to get himself a big dish of beef chow mein
Werewolves of London
If you hear him howling around your kitchen door
Better not let him in
Little old lady got mutilated late last night
Werewolves of London again
Werewolves of London
He's the hairy-handed gent who ran amuck in Kent
Lately he's been overheard in Mayfair
Better stay away from him
He'll rip your lungs out, Jim
I'd like to meet his tailor
Werewolves of London
Well, I saw Lon Chaney walking with the Queen
Doing the
I saw Lon Chaney, Jr. walking with the Queen
Doing the
I saw a werewolf drinking a pina colada at Trader Vic's
His hair was perfect
Werewolves of London
Draw blood
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