Nono, sos un asco. Cuando te conectes te voy a pasar lo que me mandaste porque fuiste patetico.
Nada, me duele la garganta hace mil años. Tipo, no, es re feo y mimamá no me da nada para ayudarme. Poné el tema que se te antoje, el que escuchaste mucho ayer a la noche (o sea, antes de volver) Chau
Mamá de Figg escribió:Uy, un spammer / persona tonta
Poneme Javiercin, Parque de diversiones de Hannah. No sé si lo encuentres, buscalo. Es algo así como un tema contento (?)
Anyway, siempre la versión de Dubstep de lights va a ser mejor que la del otro remix. Pero nada, tampoco está mal. Es un poco insulsa después de escuchar la otra.
Don't feed the troll.
Más que tema contento tema fresco, no pasa de unos rasgueos repetitivos a la guitarra, aderezados con un par de líneas optimistas y melódicas. No pasa de eso. ¿Pero que es el pop si no eso? Es una canción común, sin más. Bueno veo ahora que es su primer video, no sé si está comenzando, pero si esta comenzando entonces aún hay esperanza. Parque de atracciones, de Hana.
Oye la letra es filosofía pura, densa. Estoy abrumado.
(coro) tengo un parque de divensiones en mi casa,y todo pasa aca hay un invitado y ese sos vos...
tengo un paque de diversiones en mi casa y todos pasa aca hay un invitado y ese sos vos...
tengo una vista que es censasional animal,transcensacional tengo unos juegitos que te aran gritar bailar y volar
(coro)(x2)
tengo muchos enamorados que ya no son mas invitados porque el unico invitado (x2)
tengo un parque de diversiones (x3) (aaaah)(x3)
tengo un paque de diversiones (x3) (aaah)(x13) (casa)(x8)
en mi casa...
“You met my father, right? Sam’s Town is about his America. None of my contemporaries are raised by people like him and my mom anymore. They had Elvis and the Beatles and cars made of metal, and people were nice. Classic America. Now we’ve got Paris Hilton and Justin Bieber, this and that. Nothing I see about 2012 will be remembered as classic.”
Mamá de Figg escribió:Nono, sos un asco. Cuando te conectes te voy a pasar lo que me mandaste porque fuiste patetico.
Nada, me duele la garganta hace mil años. Tipo, no, es re feo y mimamá no me da nada para ayudarme. Poné el tema que se te antoje, el que escuchaste mucho ayer a la noche (o sea, antes de volver) Chau
Pero callate. No estaba en condiciones. Hace bien tu mamá, hay que aprender a valérselas por uno mismo. Ah espera es la jungla esto? No. Entonces porque no te ayuda? Estuvimos toda la noche en el piso de una amiga que cumplía años y la temática era fiesta hippy. Y yo me encargué de la música, y puse muchas veces ésta, porque suena hippy-afro y porque mi gusta. El video es muy weirdo, aviso.
Santeria, de Sublime.
I don't practice santeria I aint got no crystal ball. Well, I had a million dollars but I I'd spend it all, If I could find that heina and that sancho that she's found, well I'd pop a cap in sancho and I'd slap her down.
What I really wanna know, my baby, what I really want to say I can't define. Well it's love, that I need, oh , but my soul will have to, wait till I get back find heina of my own. Daddy's gonna love one and all.
I feel the break, feel the break, feel the break and I got live it out, oh, yea huh, well I swear that I. What I really wanna know, my baby, what I really want to say I can't define. Got love! make it go, my soul will have to...
ohhh What I really wanna say, my baby, What I really wanna say is I've got mine. and I'll make it, Yes, I'm comin' up.
Tell sanchito that if he knows what is good for him he best go run and hide. Daddy's got a new .45. and I won't think twice to stick that barrel straight down sancho's throat. Believe me when I say that I got somethin for his punk ass. What I really wanna know, my baby, oh what I really wanna say is there's just one, way back, and I'll make it, yea, but my soul will have to wait. yea, yea, yea
“You met my father, right? Sam’s Town is about his America. None of my contemporaries are raised by people like him and my mom anymore. They had Elvis and the Beatles and cars made of metal, and people were nice. Classic America. Now we’ve got Paris Hilton and Justin Bieber, this and that. Nothing I see about 2012 will be remembered as classic.”
Felices Fiestas a todos, que las paséis en compañía de vuestros seres queridos. Y si las pasais con la familia que sean felices fiestas también. Jojo. Os dejo uno de mis temas protegidos de estos chicos que empiezan. Los Beatles.
You Won't See Me, de The Beatles.
When I call you up Your line's engaged I have had enough So act your age We have lost the time That was so hard to find And I will lose my mind If you won't see me You won't see me
I don't know why You should want to hide But I can't get through My hands are tied I won't want to stay I don't have much to say But I can't turn away And you won't see me You won't see me
Time after time You refuse to even listen I wouldn't mind If I knew what I was missing Though the days are few They're filled with tears And since I lost you It feels like years Yes, it seems so long Girl, since you've been gone And I just can't go on If you won't see me You won't see me
Time after time You refuse to even listen I wouldn't mind If I knew what I was missing Though the days are few They're filled with tears And since I lost you It feels like years Yes, it seems so long Girl, since you've been gone And I just can't go on If you won't see me You won't see me
“You met my father, right? Sam’s Town is about his America. None of my contemporaries are raised by people like him and my mom anymore. They had Elvis and the Beatles and cars made of metal, and people were nice. Classic America. Now we’ve got Paris Hilton and Justin Bieber, this and that. Nothing I see about 2012 will be remembered as classic.”
Mamá de Figg escribió:Poneme Candy de Mandy Moore porque me gusta lo noventoso del video. Además, está buena Mandy en ese video. Y un oldie.
Suspicious Look In your Eyes de The Hollies.
Lo noventoso lo quité del walkman de 10 kilos pegado a la cintura de Mandy. Y porque los skaters aún estaban de moda. Bueno, la Britney de los 90's. Espera, Britney ya pululaba por los 90's. Entonces esta es una don nadie. Además la canción... no está bien. Candy, de Mandy Moore.
I'm so addicted to the loving that you're feeding to me (ohhh) Can't do without it, this feeling's got me weak in the knees (ohh baby) Body's in withdrawal every time you take it away (ohhh) Can't you hear me callin'? Begging you to come out and play? (awww yeah)
So baby come to me Baby, Show me who you are (yeah yeah yeah) Sweet to me Like sugar to my heart (oooh baby)
I'm craving (I'm cravin) for you, I'm missing you like candy (missin you like candy) Sweet sweet loving got me going to the extreme, Won't go without it this vibe has gotta hold on me Satisfying baby let me show what I'm made of
No doubt about it, got me feeling crazy can't get enough. (baby baby baby baby won't you)
So baby come to me Baby, Show me who you are (yeah yeah yeah) Sweet to me Like sugar to my heart (oooh baby)
I'm craving (I'm cravin) for you, I'm missing you like candy (missin you like candy) So baby come to me, Baby show me who you are (ohhhh baby, ohhh baby)
Sweet to me Like sugar to my heart (like sugar, ohhh baby) I'm cravin for you (im cravin) I'm missin' you like Candy (missin you like candy)
You know who you are, Your love is as sweet as Candy I'll be forever yours Love always, Mandy
Boy I'm cravin' Missing you like Candy So baby come to me Baby, Show me who you are (show me who you are, yeah!)
Sweet to me (sweet to me!) Like sugar to my heart (my, my, my, my!) I'm craving (I'm cravin!) for you, I'm missing you like candy
So baby come to me Baby, Show me who you are Sweet to me Like sugar to my heart (oooh baby)
I'm craving (I'm cravin) for you, I'm missing you like candy
Y los Hollies nos llevan hasta los 60. Con el famoso Lovin' Tony como sex symbol de la época. Recuerdan más que al estereotipo de los Beatles... no sé, me recuerdan más a la música de los Beach Boys, con melodías más puras. Oldie goldie en RLA, siempre un placer. Suspicious Look In your Eyes, de The Hollies.
You’ve got that suspicious look in your eyes You’ve got that suspicious look in your eyes
Somehow at times I read your mind You just float in a cloud above me You’ve no control of what you say And no faith in the things that I do
If I question you It’s not because I’m prying I give you my best So why don’t you start trying
We used to act and think alike No regrets after things that we’d done You’re changing all your thoughts of me You’ve no right to put me down this way
I believe in you So it seems worth trying You sound so sincere But when I look at you
You’ve got that suspicious look in your eyes You’ve got that suspicious look in your eyes
At times I think it seems so clear But your eyes plague my mind, it’s no use They pierce, they glare, they seem to stare If they spoke what a story they’d tell
I believe in you So it seems worth trying You sound so sincere But when I look at you
You’ve got that suspicious look in your eyes You’ve got that suspicious look in your eyes You’ve got that suspicious look in your eyes You’ve got that suspicious look in your eyes
“You met my father, right? Sam’s Town is about his America. None of my contemporaries are raised by people like him and my mom anymore. They had Elvis and the Beatles and cars made of metal, and people were nice. Classic America. Now we’ve got Paris Hilton and Justin Bieber, this and that. Nothing I see about 2012 will be remembered as classic.”
Katzenjammer: Palabra alemana, significa un ruido alto y molesto, o también un severo dolor de cabeza como resultado de una ingesta masiva de alcohol. Pues con eso vamos a empezar el día 1 de enero al levantarnos, y con esto vamos a terminar el año. Y eso, feliz 2012 a todos, veréis que será un año de puta madre, joder.
Katzenjammer, de Big Talk.
It’s not too early for whiskey It’s not too early for smoke It’s not too soon to give a good goddamn I got the feeling you don’t
But you can sit here beside me Yeah, you know I’m eager to please There’s no more room in this heartbreak town for us And now you’re down on your knees, yeah
You never wanted love You never wanted it You never wanted love You never wanted it
You know sometimes when I’m sinking I think I’m too low to fall And the lines, they start to grow on my face But I don’t notice at all
Won’t you come sit here beside me? Yeah, you wave that thing like a gun It’s not enough to put the cold steel looks to me, honey You’ll hit a home-run, yeah
You never wanted love You never wanted it You never wanted love You never wanted it
You said you wanna run away, yeah You said you wanna run away In the same old way Oh
You said you wanna run away, yeah You said you wanna run away In the same old way Oh
You never wanted love You never wanted it You never wanted love You never wanted it
“You met my father, right? Sam’s Town is about his America. None of my contemporaries are raised by people like him and my mom anymore. They had Elvis and the Beatles and cars made of metal, and people were nice. Classic America. Now we’ve got Paris Hilton and Justin Bieber, this and that. Nothing I see about 2012 will be remembered as classic.”
Te dejo para que eligas tu canción de joda del 2011 preferida. Si no son del 2011 no importa, yo no sé los años, sé que las canciones están copadas y se pasan en todos lados. O sea, son los que esuchaba en brasil en mi viaje de egreados, que bueno , nada. Te imaginás nada más. Quizá allá no porque son re viejas aburridas por ahí (mentira, muero por ir a ibiza.) jajjajajaj nada. No sé, elegí los que te gusten
Tonight I'm Fucking you de Iglesias. On the Floor de J-Lo y YA TU SABE; DALE! Little Bad Girl - David Guetta y Taio. Sun is Up - Inna Champagne Showers ; Lmfao. Seek Bromance - Tim Berg Avicii remix. We found Dove in a Soapless place - Rihanna. Beautiful people - Chris Brown. Sweat - David Guetta. Moves like Jagger - Maroon 5 Mr Saxobeat - Alexandra stan
SE QUE NO ES DEL 2011. Pero Party Rock Anthem - Lmfao que bien la bautizaron con ANTHEM. Elegi una, si querés un par.
Eric Forman. escribió:Ay, hace mil que no ando por acá. Hola (?)
Magnolia Wine de Charlene Kaye, puede ser? Me encanta esa canción. Graciaaaaas
Divinura, te contesto yo el tema porque sos mi fruta de la pasión, mi melón lleno de semillas, aunque no seas sandia y no me gusten los melones. Sos la nuez de mi garganta que si fuera hombre sería más resaltada, porque ahora esta oculta en mi esofago por ser mujer. Nada, digo cosas que nada que ver porque me pica la espalda y tengo un gato entre mis piernas. A mis amigas les dije que es mi novio, así que a vos también te lo voy a decir. Mi hijo es mi novio ahora. ANYWAY En realidad contesto yo porque Javier se murió.
Remove me like the ring you're wearing Forget that far away I sleep Among the hordes of the memories, merlot, women's magazines And when the sun comes up tomorrow Another shady late entry Another lie among the never-saids buried in between
In sorrow, spirits lure you where they want While an empty bed hands you forget me nots But come this time tomorrow, I'll be out by water, air or land No more love for nothing, no more hesitating at your hand Oh, soon I'll better fill these empty arms And you'll melt away like smoke into the dark Through the dark
He smelled of fine magnolia wine and Dior Allure She'd long been up when he crept inside And then, the smash of the china plates, the zing of the cutlery Says, when we took our vows in silence I thought your hands would stay in place Thinking lines would be drawn for love, but some just never change
Must you make me look down at my shoes When my mother asks benignly about you? But come this time tomorrow, I'll be out by water, air or land No more love for nothing, no more hesitating, no regrets Oh, soon I'll better fill these empty arms And you'll melt away like smoke into the dark Through the dark
Y nada, me doy el lujo de poner un tema que a mi me guste porque soy la reina.
Hit that shit
I’ma take that ..back to the floor That chick just ask for more She wanna get .. i’ma let it explode Girl what you’re waiting for Damn look what it do i’ma ..aint’ get close to you Wanna see me here’s what you should do By ... I’m in the bad condition cause i might get stuck with you The way could .. ship it just a finger too You see me falling down no i'm flying high And i will stay like this forever till the day i die
Chorus: And once we take it to this read now we’re doing that It’s not that far away far away from where we at And once we take it to this read now we’re doing that It’s not that far away far away far away.
Should i be count this dance Don’t take it to the max My way band and myself we’re gonna drop them brand new tracks Got money on my mind them ..on my side And if they wanna partywhat the f*ck i gotta .. See i take it back i wait just like that You’re mad ‘cause shawty swaging yes she’s swaging on my .. She afraid yes shawty got that .. She dancing through the night Poppin bottles ..
Chorus: And once we take it to this read now we’re doing that It’s not that far away far away from where we at And once we take it to this read now we’re doing that It’s not that far away far away far away.
I’m in the bad condition cause i might get stuck with you The way could .. ship it just a finger too You see me falling down no i'm flying high And i will stay like this forever till the day i die
Eca escribió:Casi padre volví! hoy fragile de Sting pero la version de 2Cellos ^^
Vaya no conocía a 2Cellos pero por el nombre de sus componentes (Luka Sulic y Stjepan Hauser) deben ser de la Europa del este. Preciosa versión instrumental de un precioso también tema de Sting. Fragile, de 2Cellos.
“You met my father, right? Sam’s Town is about his America. None of my contemporaries are raised by people like him and my mom anymore. They had Elvis and the Beatles and cars made of metal, and people were nice. Classic America. Now we’ve got Paris Hilton and Justin Bieber, this and that. Nothing I see about 2012 will be remembered as classic.”
Libre al fin, ellos te quitaron la vida, no pudieron quitarte tu orgullo.
Pride (In The Name Of Love), la mejor canción de U2. Eso es así.
One man come in the name of love One man come and go. One man come he to justify One man to overthrow.
In the name of love! What more in the name of love? In the name of love! What more in the name of love?
One man caught on a barbed wire fence One man he resist One man washed up on an empty beach One man betrayed with a kiss.
In the name of love! What more in the name of love? In the name of love! What more in the name of love?
Early morning, April four Shot rings out in the Memphis sky. Free at last, they took your life They could not take your pride.
In the name of love! What more in the name of love? In the name of love! What more in the name of love?
“You met my father, right? Sam’s Town is about his America. None of my contemporaries are raised by people like him and my mom anymore. They had Elvis and the Beatles and cars made of metal, and people were nice. Classic America. Now we’ve got Paris Hilton and Justin Bieber, this and that. Nothing I see about 2012 will be remembered as classic.”