viernes, 1 de mayo de 2009

Refuse.....Resist!


Chaos A.D.
Tanks on the streets
Confronting police
Bleeding the plebs
Raging crowd
Burning cars
Bloodshed stars
Who'll be alive?!

Chaos A.D.
Army in siege
Total alarm
I'm sick of this
Inside the state
War is created
No man's land
What's this shit?!

Refuse/resist
Refuse

Chaos A.D.
Disorder unleashed
Starting to burn
Starting to lynch
Silence means death
Stand on your feet
Inner fear
Your worst enemy

Refuse/resist
Refuse/resist

miércoles, 29 de abril de 2009

LOS RAMONES!!!


Sha-la-la-la Sha-la-la-la-la-la Sha-la-la-la-la-la

Ships are docking planes are landing
A never ending supply

No more narco no more gangster
Conservatives can cry

I took the law and threw it away
'Cause there's nothing wrong it's just for play
There's no law, no law any more
I want to steal from the rich and give to the poor

Sha-la-la-la sha-la-la-la-la-la
Sha-la-la-la sha-la-la-la-la-la

It was glowing, glowing, glowing, glowing in the dark
It was sparkling, sparkling, sparkling, sparkling in the dark
I took the law and threw it away
'Cause there's nothing wrong it's just for play

There's no law, no law any more
I want to steal from the rich and give to the poor

Winter turns to summer sadness turns to fun
Keep the faith, baby you broke the rules and won

Sha-la-la-la sha-la-la-la-la-la
Sha-la-la-la sha-la-la-la-la-la

Keep it glowing, glowing, glowing
I'm not hurting any one keep it glowing, smoking, glowing
I'm howling at the moon
I took the law and threw it away
'Cause there's nothing wrong it's just for play
There's no law, no law any more
I want to steal from the rich and give to the poor

Oh baby oh baby oh baby oh baby

I took the law and threw it away
'Cause there's nothing wrong it's just for play

I'm smoking, baby
I'm smoking, oh baby

There's no law, no law any more
I want to steal from the rich and give to the poor

Sha-la-la-la sha-la-la-la-la-la

jueves, 23 de abril de 2009

COMO LOS BUEYES!


Ser bueno, en mi sentir.
Es lo mas llano,
y concilia deber.

Con quien pasa lejos,
casi adusto.
Con el que viene a mi,
tierno y humano.

Hallo razon, al triste y al insano.
Mal que reviente,
mi pensar robusto.
Y en vez de andar
buscando lo mas justo,
hago yunta con otro, como los bueyes,
y soy su hermano.

Sin meterme a Moises
de nuevas leyes,
al que pide pan
doy pan y puchero.
Y el honor de salvar al mundo entero,
se lo dejo a los genios y a los reyes.

Como los bueyes hago,
vuelvo a decir.
Mutualidad, de yunta y compa¤ero.
Y el honor de salvar al mundo entero,
se lo dejo a los genios y a los reyes.

PEDRO B. PALACIO

miércoles, 22 de abril de 2009

CUANTOS RECUERDOS


QUE COSA NO? YO ME IMAGINO CUANDO ERA CHIQUITO (4 O 5 AÑOS) JUGANDO A ESTE JUEGUITO, TODO EL DIA ME LA PASABA TRATANDO DE GANARLO Y NUNCA LO PUDE GANAR, QUE MOMENTOS DE NOSTALGIA.
Y EL OTRO DIA NOS ESTABAMOS ACORDANDO CON LOS PIBES EN EL AULA
DE LOS JUEGOS DE FAMILY GAME
EL MARIO BROSS (UN CLASICO)
EL EXCITE BIKE
EL ARKANOID
EL TETRIX
EL BOMBERMAN
EL PAC-MAN
Y TANTOS OTROS QUE MARCARON PARA SIEMPRE NUESTRA INFANCIA
ASI LO RECUERDO YO
ALGO QUE NUNCA VOY A OLVIDAR
Y QUE SEGURO EN ALGUN MOMENTO EN LA OTRA VIDA VOY A VOLVER A VIVIR, PERO QUE VA A SER DE OTRA FORMA Y LA VOY A VOLVER A EXPRESAR EN ESTE MEDIO.

martes, 21 de abril de 2009

EDDIE, LO MAS GRANDE DEL METAL!


There goes the siren that warns of the air raid
Then comes the sound of the guns sending flak
Out for the scramble we've got to get airborne
Got to get up for the coming attack.

Jump in the cockpit and start up the engines
Remove all the wheelblocks there's no time to waste
Gathering speed as we head down the runway
Gotta get airborne before it's too late.

Running, scrambling, flying
Rolling, turning, diving, going in again
Run, live to fly, fly to live, do or die
Run, live to fly, fly to live. Aces high.

Move in to fire at the mainstream of bombers
Let off a sharp burst and then turn away
Roll over, spin round and come in behind them
Move to their blindsides and firing again.

Bandits at 8 O'clock move in behind us
Ten ME-109's out of the sun
Ascending and turning our spitfires to face them
Heading straight for them I press down my guns

Rolling, turning, diving
Rolling, turning, diving, going in again
Run, live to fly, fly to live, do or die
Run, live to fly, fly to live, Aces high.