Dentro de un disco completamente sorprendente como el The Real Thing, este tema final es ya el auténtico desfase, demostrando que la banda hacía lo que les daba la gana, como les daba la gana y porque les daba la gana. En definitiva, una joya con mayúsculas.
Este tema es para mí, junto a 'Leave Your Hat On', la cumbre de la música de striptease. Sencillamente perfecta, tan sencilla como cadenciosa. Y la letra... bueno, mejor quien quiera que la lea :P
PD: ¿Se puede decir 'pedo' y 'culo', señor moderador? Vale. Al principio del tema Patton (el cantante) ve que se va a tirar un pedo, dice '¿qué es esto?', se lleva el micro al culo, suena por toda la megafonía de la sala el pedo, se lleva el micro a la nariz, huele y dice 'está bien'. Ese es Mike Patton en todo su gamberrismo XD
Letra:
Come here, my love
I'll tell you a secret
Come closer, now
I want you to believe it
I'll tell you all the things
You want to hear
Don't worry, baby
There's nothing to fear
Hey, little girl
Would you like some candy?
Look into my eyes
I've seen it all
Hand in hand
Together we fall
We'll sing and dance
And we'll find romance
And we'll stroll to the edge of the world
Come sit right down
Lay your head on my shoulder
It's not the point
That I'm forty years older
You can trust me
I'm no criminal
But I'd kill my mother
To be with you
We'll sing and dance
And we'll find romance
And we'll stroll to the edge of the world
Give me a smile
Let me see those pearlies
I'll do anything
For the little girlies...
martes, 27 de enero de 2009
Faith No More - Edge of the World
Txisko martes, 27 de enero de 2009 Comments (6 )
Etiquetas: miedo a envejecer, pastelón, pianista, relax
martes, 13 de enero de 2009
Johnny Cash - Hurt
Johnny Cash versiona el que probablemente sea el mejor tema de NIN (podéis ver y escuchar el original en http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eX8Lmcrm5sU ). Una obra maestra inmortal sobre la muerte.
Letras:
I hurt myself today
To see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
The only thing that's real
The needle tears a hole
The old familiar sting
Try to kill it all away
But I remember everything
What have I become?
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know
Goes away in the end
You could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt
I wear this crown of shit
Upon my liar's chair
Full of broken thoughts
I cannot repair
Beneath the stain of time
The feeling disappears
You are someone else
I am still right here
What have I become?
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know
Goes away in the end
You could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt
If I could start again
A million miles away
I would keep myself
I would find a way
Santiago Eximeno martes, 13 de enero de 2009 Comments (4 )
Etiquetas: cash, hurt, melancolía, miedo a envejecer, mucho miedo, nin, tristeza
