viernes, 12 de octubre de 2007

Las alegrías del 12 de Octubre.

Nik Kershaw
"Wouldn't it be good (Extended Version)"

I got it bad
You got it easy
It's getting harder
I'm sick of fighting.

I got it bad
you don't know how bad I got it.
You got it easy
you don't know when you've got it good.
It's getting harder
just keeping life and soul together
I'm sick of fighting
even though I know I should.
The cold is biting
through each and ev'ry nerve and fibre
My broken spirit is frozen to the core.
I don't want to be here no more.

Wouldn't it be good to be in your shoes
even if it was for just one day
And wouldn't it be good
if we could wish ourselves away.
Wouldn't it be good to be on your side
The grass is always greener over there.
Wouldn't it be good
if we could live without a care.

You must be joking
you don't know a thing about it.
You've got no problems
I'd stay right there if I were you.
I got it harder
you couldn't dream how hard I got it
Stay out of my shoes
if you know what's good for you.

The heat is stifling
burning me up from the inside.
The sweat is coming
through each and ev'ry pore.
I don't want to be here no more.

I don't want to be here no more.
I don't want to be here no more.

Wouldn't it be good to be in your shoes
even if it was for just one day
And wouldn't it be good
if we could wish ourselves away.
Wouldn't it be good to be on your side
The grass is always greener over there.
Wouldn't it be good
if we could live without a care.

I got it bad
you don't know how bad I got it.
You got it easy
you don't know when you've got it good.
It's getting harder
just keeping life and soul together
I'm sick of fighting
even though I know I should.

I don't want to be here no more (don't wanna be here)
I don't want to be here no more (don't wanna be here no more)
I don't want to be here no more (don't wanna be here - don't wanna be here no more)

I don't want to be here no more (don't wanna be here)
I don't want to be here no more (don't wanna be here no more)
I don't want to be here no more (don't wanna be here - don't wanna be here no more)



4 comentarios:

Isi dijo...

Preguntas sin respuestas...

¿qué hace ese con el móvil en la mano?

MadRod dijo...

1/ Llamar al chulazo con el que ha quedado por Internet.
2/ Llamar al curro pa decir que tiene unas fiebres tremendas. De ahí que esté en bolas.
3/ Llamar al chulazo con el que estaba guarreando por internet pa cascarse una gayola, el guarro.
4/ Llamar a su madre porque cuando se despelota se acuerda de sus fantásticas croquetas.
5/ Metérselo por el... (Claro, así están las Urgencias de los hospitales...)
Játetú si hay posibles respuestas. Y te diría más, pero para qué me voy a meter yo en la vida privada de este pobre muchacho.

Isi dijo...

Creo que es el anuncio que censuraron de Nokia..connecting pollas....juas! que poca gracia tengo, pero yo me río...juas! juas! y más juas!

MadRod dijo...

XD
Si es que tienes la gracia en la punta de la nokia!!!
Y a todo ésto, ¿qué me dices del pedazo de temazo que puse el viernes??? De lo mejorcito de la historia de la búsica pispa, vamos.