AULLANDO AL SOL,COMO LOBO CON DESBALANCE HORMONAL Y CONFUSION PSICO-CARDIACA

 
Choose Life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family. Choose a fucking big television, choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players and electrical tin openers. Choose good health, low cholesterol and dental insurance. Choose fixed interest mortgage repayments. Choose a starter home. Choose your friends. Choose leisure wear and matching luggage. Choose a three piece suite on hire purchase in a range of fucking fabrics. Choose DIY and wondering who you are on a Sunday morning. Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing, spirit-crushing game shows, stuffing fucking junk food into your mouth. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pishing you last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked up brats you spawned to replace yourself.
Choose your future.
Choose life.
I choose not to choose life.
I choose something else.
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Friday, May 16th, 2008 a las 04:11 pm
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Something drives me crazy,got to got to get away Y nomás por que ya es viernes,por que sigo siendo fan de Oingo Boingo y por que sí,en esta ocasión postearé su rola Goodbye-Goodbye.Así que he aquí el MP3 vía Zshare.Son 3.37 MB,y por si ya se les olvidó la mecánica,pues van.le clickan al link y entran directo a escuchar la música;y ya para descargar,na'más le dan al otro link donde dice «Download This File» y ya nomás verifican con el botón de «download now» (sí,ya sé que a muchos Zshare se les hace medio burocrático por eso,pero si saben de un servicio más práctico y cómodo pa' trepar MP3s,avísenme).Como ya es usual,el archivo estará disponible por 60 días,o un tantito más según cuántas descargas se hagan. De la rola,pues adelanto que es la versión del Best O'Boingo...eso hay que reconocerle al maestro Danny Elfman:toda vez que su banda sacaba una compilación,en vez de reciclar grabaciones,re-grababan por completo las rolas,a veces en estilos nuevos —en el caso de Goodbye-Goodbye,fueron arreglos rockabilly,y la participación de la alineación más grande de la banda,cuando casi parecían rondalla.La rola es un himno perfecto para mandar a volar a alguien,aunque pura instrumentación vale la pena y hace que cualquiera mueva el esqueleto.Pero también cabe resaltar la cátedra de vocalización que se chuta Elfman,especialmente por a'i del minuto 1:59. Y como ya es costumbre,va la letra completa: Oh,I know something About the ways of loving And I tell you,baby, That something's wrong,that something's wrong Look to the sky above and the mud below Something drives me crazy,got to,got to get away Goodbye,Goodbye,Goodbye,Goodbye Goodbye,Goodbye,Goodbye!
Without a doubt,I'm telling you I'm burnt out My tank is running on empty for far too long Woah! I need fuel 'cause I'm getting so low Something drives me crazy,got to,got to get away Goodbye,Goodbye,Goodbye,Goodbye Goodbye,Goodbye,Goodbye!
I need fuel,just the kind you give me Makes me feel so bad Goodbye,Goodbye,Goodbye,Goodbye Goodbye,Goodbye,Goodbye!
I can't believe (I can't believe) I'm still around (I'm still around) It's getting kinda late (It's getting kinda late) Gonna leave (Gonna leave) For a change of scenery (For a change of scenery) I'm going crazy (I'm going crazy) It's not the same (It's not the same) Since you've been around (Since you've been around)
I'm crazy (I'm crazy) So crazy (So crazy ) You treat me like a dirty clown (You treat me like a dirty clown) You're always kickin' my dog around (You're always kickin' my dog around) I never get nothin' but constant abuse from you (I never get nothin' but constant abuse from you ) You couldn't care less what I think,or my point of view (No way!)
You're always puttin' the make on my friends,always giving Them eyes and the dirty lies 'bout me and you,well I'm Through,it's the end of the line for you babe,here's a Ticket one way Cincinnati,I'm sendin' you home to your ma And your daddy,so don't try to call me,you'll only be wastin' your Time!
Oh,I know something About the ways of loving And I tell you,baby, That something's wrong Look to the sky above and the mud below Something drives me crazy,got to,got to get away Goodbye,Goodbye,Goodbye,Goodbye Goodbye,Goodbye,Goodbye!
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