domingo, noviembre 11, 2007

Boomtown rats...

El finde estuve muy de hueva. Xbox, pelis, salir a comer y muchas muchas horas de tararear:

The silicon chip inside her head
gets switched to overload
and nobody's gonna go to school today
she's gonna make them stay at home
And Daddy doesn't understand it
He always said she was good as gold
And he can see no reason
Cos there are no reasons
What reasons do you need to be shown

Tell me why
I don't like Mondays
I want to shoot
The whole day down

The telex machine is kept so clean
and it types to waiting world.
And Mother feels so shocked
Father's world is rocked
And their thoughts turn to
Their own little girl
Sweet 16 ain't that peachy keen
No it ain't so neat to admit defeat,

They can see no reasons
Cos there are no
reasons do you need to be shown

Tell me why
I don't like Mondays
I want to shoot
The whole day down

All the playing's stopped in the playground now
She wants to play with her toys
school's out early and soon we'll be learning
That the lesson today is how to die
And then the bullhorn crackles
and the captain tackles
With the problems and the how's and why's
And he can see no reasons
Cos there are no reasons
What reasons do you need to die.


Pequeño homenaje a Bob Geldof.

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