Beatles And The Stones

                                                             The House of Love: dudas existenciales.

Siempre recuerdo aquellas melodías muy dentro de ti. Un día bailabas como Mick, otro sonreías como John. Definirte era como elegir entre los Beatles o los Stones: imposible.


Javier Mateos

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"Did you read that the Beatles were more popular than Christ..."
- Unknown reporter
"You know we always enjoyed performing, it was sort of our buzz, and then I
always, I always felt that Beatles sort of did it, you know, when they were
big, they did it..."
- Mick Jagger
"...been proved by what's going on in the States, and the protest marches in
Grosvenor square in London. The only result of that was, a lot of smashed
heads..."
- John Lennon

Look at him shouting out
Loud as thunder out at sea
He wants a bomb
So do we
A bomb from the sky
Is the perfect crime
Shoulder on shoulder and heat
The Beatles and the Stones
Sucked the marrow out of bone
Put the V in Vietnam
The Beatles and the Stones
Made it good to be alone
To be alone
Look at me, proud of being
Proud of being seventeen
Locking in the pocket a smile
Soft from the school
Cut by the rule
Oh I'm dazed and I'm dazed and I'm dazed
The Beatles and the Stones
Sucked the marrow out of bone
Put the V in Vietnam
The Beatles and the Stones
Made it good to be alone
To be alone
The Beatles and the Stones
Sucked the marrow out of bone
Put the V in Vietnam
The Beatles and the Stones
Made it good to be alone
To be alone
To be alone
To be alone
(Alone, alone, alone, alone, alone)
To be alone...

 

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Drinking At The Dam

                                              Smog: escondido para llevarte a la presa.


Bebiendo con la bruma encima... Si lo recuerdas fue muy insinuante, casi desapercibido. Ni luna ni romanticismo: un desastre. No sé si fue el alcohol o la melatonina, pero allí quedó, en la presa.

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I remember drinking at the dam
With the jarheads on the other side
Warm beer and tearing up the cans
And all of us yelling abuse
Cutting school to go drinking at the dam

Skinmags in the brambles
For the first part of my life
I thought women had orange skin
It was the first part of my life
Second is the rest

And now teenage warchests fill
And do the dirty dirty work
It was the first part of their lives

Drinking at the dam
Holding back what I can
But the power is so much

Drinking at the dam
Holding back what I can
I’m just drinking at the dam
I’m just drinking at the dam
I’m just drinking at the dam

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Pictures of You

                                                                                 The Cure: en B/N.

Esas fotos que dejaste olvidadas en mi mesilla fue tu mayor delito. En un álbum guardabas tus mejores caras. Todas eran en color, pero yo siempre te vi en blanco y negro.


Javier Mateos

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I've been looking so long at these pictures of you
That I almost believe that they're real
I've been living so long with my pictures of you
That I almost believe that the pictures are all I can feel

Remembering you standing quiet in the rain
As I ran to your heart to be near
And we kissed as the sky fell in, holding you close
How I always held close in your fear

Remembering you running soft through the night
You were bigger, brighter and whiter than snow
Screamed at the make believe, screamed at the sky
And you finally found all your courage to let it all go

Remembering you fallen into my arms
Crying for the death of your heart
You were stone white, so delicate lost in the cold
You were always so lost in the dark

Remembering you, how you used to be
Slow drowned you were angels, so much more than everything
Hold for the last time then slip away quietly
Open my eyes but I never see anything

If only I'd thought of the right words
I could have held on to your heart
If only I'd thought of the right words
I wouldn't be breaking apart all my pictures of you

Looking so long at these pictures of you
And never hold on to your heart
Looking so long for the words to be true
And always just breaking apart, my pictures of you

There was nothing in the world that I ever wanted more
Than to feel you deep in my heart
There was nothing in the world that I ever wanted more
Than to never feel the breaking apart, my pictures of you.

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The Selfish Giant

                                                                                                     Damon Albarn: el genio.


Tardes de domingo, la tele puesta, mirada perdida: presión. Después del invierno, imagino, viene la primavera.


Javier Mateos

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Celebrate the passing drugs
Put them on the back seat while
They're coursing in your blood

'Cause there are monsters oh
Walking down Argyle Street
Where the evening colors go (it's true)

I had a dream that you were leaving
It's hard to be a lover when the TV's on
And nothing is in your eyes

I had a dream that you were leaving
Where every atom falling in the universe
Is passing through our minds

Press yourself to me right now
Push yourself deep down now
To the dark hills I must go
Where the shadows hide
Waiting for the final call
It's coming down the line

I had a dream that you were leaving
It's hard to be a lover when the TV's on
And nothing is in your eyes

I had a dream that you were leaving
Where every atom falling in the universe
Is passing through our minds

I had a dream that you were leaving
I had a dream that you were leaving
It's hard to be a lover when the TV's on
And nothing is in your eyes

I had a dream that you were leaving
Where every atom falling in the universe
Is passing through our minds

I had a dream that you were leaving
I had a dream that you were leaving

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