Well, he walked up to me and he asked me if I wanted to dance
He looked kinda nice and so I said: I might take a chance
When he danced he held me tight
And when he walked me home that night
All the stars were shining bright
And then he kissed me
Each time I saw him I couldn't wait to see him again
I wanted to let him know that he was more than a friend
I didn't know just what to do
So I whispered: I love you
And he said that he loved me too
And then he kissed me
He kissed me in a way that I've never been kissed before
He kissed me in a way that I wanna be kissed forever more
I knew that he was mine so I gave him all the love that I had
And one day he took me home to meet his mom and his dad
Then he asked me to be his bride
And always be right by his side
I felt so happy I almost cried
And then he kissed me
Then he asked me to be his bride
And always be right by his side
I felt so happy I almost cried
And then he kissed me
And then he kissed me
And then he kissed me
Drowning deep in my sea of loathing, broken your servant I kneel
(will you give it to me?)
It seems what's left of my human side is slowly changing in me
(will you give it to me?)
Looking at my own reflection, when suddenly it changes, violently it changes
Oh, no. There is no turning back now, you've woken up the demon in me.
Get up, come on get down with the sickness!
Get up, come on get down with the sickness!
Get up, come on get down with the sickness!
Open up your hate and let it flow into me.
Get up, come on get down with the sickness!
You motha get up, come on get down with the sickness!
You fucka get up, come on get down with the sickness!
Madness is the gift that has been given to me.
I can see inside you, the sickness is rising, don't try to deny what you feel.
(will you give it to me?)
It seems that all that was good has died and is decaying in me.
(will you give it to me?)
It seems you're having some trouble, in dealing with these changes, living with these changes.
Oh, no. the world is a scary place now that you've woken up the demon in me.
Get up, come on get down with the sickness!
Get up, come on get down with the sickness!
De pronto canto
Será porque te amo
Y siento el viento que pasa
Por tus manos
Todo es distinto
Cuando te estoy mirando
No me comprendo
Será porque te amo
Canto a tu ritmo
Y en pleno mes de enero
Es primavera
Será porque te amo
Si estamos juntos
No se ni donde estamos
Que nos importa
Será porque te amo
Vuela que vuela y verás
Que no es difícil volar
Vuela que vuela y veré
Al mundo loco de atar
Si canto canto por ti
Por un amor que aparece
Que nace y que crece
Dentro y fuera de mi
Vuela que vuela y verás
Que no es difícil volar
Vuela que vuela y veré
Al mundo loco de atar
Si canto canto por ti
Por un amor que aparece
Que nace y que crece
Dentro y fuera de mi
Duermo y no duermo
Pienso y no estoy pensando
Tan solo canto
Será porque te amo
Si estalla el mundo
Nosotros nos marchamos
Si estalla el mundo
Será porque te amo
Imagine me and you, I do
I think about you day and night, it's only right
To think about the girl you love and hold her tight
So happy together
If I should call you up, (call you up) invest a dime
And you say you belong to me, (ease my mind) and ease my mind
Imagine how the world could be, (very fine) so very fine
So happy together
I can't see me lovin' nobody but you
For all my life
When you're with me, baby, the skies'll be blue
For all my life
Me and you, (you and me) and you and me
No matter how they toss the dice, (had to be) it had to be
The only one for me is you, (you for me) and you for me
So happy together
I can't see me lovin' nobody but you
For all my life
When you're with me, baby the skies'll be blue
For all my life
Me and you and you and me
No matter how they toss the dice, it had to be
The only one for me is you, and you for me
So happy together
Yo no quiero, yo no quiero, yo no quiero trabajar...
Si tengo que poner el culo lo pongo,
yo quiero ser artista,
me cueste lo que me cueste,
me acueste con quien me acueste,
quiero salir en to las revistas,
pos yo no valgo pa estudiar,
ni valgo pa trabajar,
ni valgo pa fontanero,
ni valgo pa electricista,
ni tampoco pa camionero,
ni pa lampista, ni pa chapista,
No valgo pa estar en una oficina metío,
No valgo ni si quiera ni pa estar escondío.
Yo no quiero madrugar,
no quiero despertarme cuando salga la luna,
que canten las cigarras, que trabajen las hormigas,
que yo quiero llevarme, to la vida
rascandome la barriga rascandome las pelotas con las patas pa arriba.
Si tengo que poner el culo
lo pongo
Yo quiero triunfar
Yo no quiero trabajar
yo no quiero hacer ni el huevo
yo no valgo pa na
yo no valgo pa na
yo no valgo pa na...
Por eso me tengo que decidir...
Si ponerme a cantar
o apuntaaaarrrme en la guardia civil.
@painful no es ni será el único caso, el eterno debate cuando sólo quedan en pie uno o dos miembros originales, el nombre de la banda es un producto comercial
@bonobo No suena mal, pero como dice uno comentario: Con el debido respeto a Wayne Kramer, esto no debería llamarse MC5. No es la voz de Rob. No suena como ellos en absoluto.
Aunque por otro lado, tras 60 años de historia del grupo, no se puede pedir que siga siendo todo igual.
@helia Yo creo que @Senaibur ha troleado el programa de Korwin para introducir esa medida enanofóbica, y que a su vez @gnomolesten ha troleado el de Die Partie para que @Espigüete picase.
Y sospecho que lo del Partido del Perro de Dos Colas es cosa de @Xtrem3, que ha querido mandarle un mensaje subliminal a @ElPerroSeLlamabaMisTetas
He looked kinda nice and so I said: I might take a chance
When he danced he held me tight
And when he walked me home that night
All the stars were shining bright
And then he kissed me
Each time I saw him I couldn't wait to see him again
I wanted to let him know that he was more than a friend
I didn't know just what to do
So I whispered: I love you
And he said that he loved me too
And then he kissed me
He kissed me in a way that I've never been kissed before
He kissed me in a way that I wanna be kissed forever more
I knew that he was mine so I gave him all the love that I had
And one day he took me home to meet his mom and his dad
Then he asked me to be his bride
And always be right by his side
I felt so happy I almost cried
And then he kissed me
Then he asked me to be his bride
And always be right by his side
I felt so happy I almost cried
And then he kissed me
And then he kissed me
And then he kissed me
@Esku
HACED VUESTRAS COSICAS Y CUIDADO CON EL TINTO DE VERANO QUE LO CARGA EL DIABLO
@ChiquiVigo
(will you give it to me?)
It seems what's left of my human side is slowly changing in me
(will you give it to me?)
Looking at my own reflection, when suddenly it changes, violently it changes
Oh, no. There is no turning back now, you've woken up the demon in me.
Get up, come on get down with the sickness!
Get up, come on get down with the sickness!
Get up, come on get down with the sickness!
Open up your hate and let it flow into me.
Get up, come on get down with the sickness!
You motha get up, come on get down with the sickness!
You fucka get up, come on get down with the sickness!
Madness is the gift that has been given to me.
I can see inside you, the sickness is rising, don't try to deny what you feel.
(will you give it to me?)
It seems that all that was good has died and is decaying in me.
(will you give it to me?)
It seems you're having some trouble, in dealing with these changes, living with these changes.
Oh, no. the world is a scary place now that you've woken up the demon in me.
Get up, come on get down with the sickness!
Get up, come on get down with the sickness!
Será porque te amo
Y siento el viento que pasa
Por tus manos
Todo es distinto
Cuando te estoy mirando
No me comprendo
Será porque te amo
Canto a tu ritmo
Y en pleno mes de enero
Es primavera
Será porque te amo
Si estamos juntos
No se ni donde estamos
Que nos importa
Será porque te amo
Vuela que vuela y verás
Que no es difícil volar
Vuela que vuela y veré
Al mundo loco de atar
Si canto canto por ti
Por un amor que aparece
Que nace y que crece
Dentro y fuera de mi
Vuela que vuela y verás
Que no es difícil volar
Vuela que vuela y veré
Al mundo loco de atar
Si canto canto por ti
Por un amor que aparece
Que nace y que crece
Dentro y fuera de mi
Duermo y no duermo
Pienso y no estoy pensando
Tan solo canto
Será porque te amo
Si estalla el mundo
Nosotros nos marchamos
Si estalla el mundo
Será porque te amo
@mis_cojones_33 @gnomolesten
No sabría si llevarte a Benidorm
Con los yayos
Cuando hiciste la primera comunión
Parecías Baby Jane en camisón
Tus facciones son de mujer mayor
Y me hacen tener ganas de amor
La de Haneke
La ciencia estudiará tu mutación
Le pondrán tu nombre a una infección
Qué bajón
Porque eres viejoven
Eres viejoven
Eres viejoven
Tú eres viejoven
Eres una abuela desde que tenías diez
Y pasasteis de la infancia a la vejez
Tú y Paul McCartney
Ese Lansbury style, el Miss Marple look
Reina madre de paseo por el institut
Pero en vieja
Porque eres viejoven
Eres viejoven
Eres viejoven
Tú eres viejoven
I think about you day and night, it's only right
To think about the girl you love and hold her tight
So happy together
If I should call you up, (call you up) invest a dime
And you say you belong to me, (ease my mind) and ease my mind
Imagine how the world could be, (very fine) so very fine
So happy together
I can't see me lovin' nobody but you
For all my life
When you're with me, baby, the skies'll be blue
For all my life
Me and you, (you and me) and you and me
No matter how they toss the dice, (had to be) it had to be
The only one for me is you, (you for me) and you for me
So happy together
I can't see me lovin' nobody but you
For all my life
When you're with me, baby the skies'll be blue
For all my life
Me and you and you and me
No matter how they toss the dice, it had to be
The only one for me is you, and you for me
So happy together
Si tengo que poner el culo lo pongo,
yo quiero ser artista,
me cueste lo que me cueste,
me acueste con quien me acueste,
quiero salir en to las revistas,
pos yo no valgo pa estudiar,
ni valgo pa trabajar,
ni valgo pa fontanero,
ni valgo pa electricista,
ni tampoco pa camionero,
ni pa lampista, ni pa chapista,
No valgo pa estar en una oficina metío,
No valgo ni si quiera ni pa estar escondío.
Yo no quiero madrugar,
no quiero despertarme cuando salga la luna,
que canten las cigarras, que trabajen las hormigas,
que yo quiero llevarme, to la vida
rascandome la barriga rascandome las pelotas con las patas pa arriba.
Si tengo que poner el culo
lo pongo
Yo quiero triunfar
Yo no quiero trabajar
yo no quiero hacer ni el huevo
yo no valgo pa na
yo no valgo pa na
yo no valgo pa na...
Por eso me tengo que decidir...
Si ponerme a cantar
o apuntaaaarrrme en la guardia civil.
@ChiquiVigo
Encima no enlaza al contenido original.
Este también es bueno www.instagram.com/reel/C5v2f-NiHF2
Eso incluye a crosfiteros y licrosos.
Aunque por otro lado, tras 60 años de historia del grupo, no se puede pedir que siga siendo todo igual.
Y sospecho que lo del Partido del Perro de Dos Colas es cosa de @Xtrem3, que ha querido mandarle un mensaje subliminal a @ElPerroSeLlamabaMisTetas