Cursors

lunes, abril 03, 2006

Stupid Girls

Stupid girl, stupid girls, stupid girls
Maybe if I act like that, that guy will call me back
What a paparazzi girl, I don't wanna be a stupid girl

Go to Fred Segal, you'll find them there
Laughing loud so all the little people stare
Looking for a daddy to pay for the champagne
(Drop a name)
What happened to the dreams of a girl president
She's dancing in the video next to 50 Cent
They travel in packs of two or three
With their itsy bitsy doggies and their teeny-weeny tees
Where, oh where, have the smart people gone?
Oh where, oh where could they be?

Maybe if I act like that, that guy will call me back
What a paparazzi girl, I don't wanna be a stupid girl
Baby if I act like that, flipping my blonde hair back
Push up my bra like that, I don't wanna be a stupid girl

(Break it down now)
Disease's growing, it's epidemic
I'm scared that there ain't a cure
The world believes it and I'm going crazy
I cannot take any more
I'm so glad that I'll never fit in
That will never be me
Outcasts and girls with ambition
That's what I wanna see
Disasters all around
World despaired
Their only concern
Will they **** up my hair

Maybe if I act like that, that guy will call me back
What a paparazzi girl, I don't wanna be a stupid girl
Baby if I act like that, flipping my blonde hair back
Push up my bra like that, I don't wanna be a stupid girl

[Interlude]
Oh my god you guys, I totally had more that 300 calories
That was so not sexy, no
Good one, can I borrow that?
[Vomits]
I WILL BE SKINNY

(Do ya thing, do ya thing, do ya thing)
(I like this, like this, like this)
Pretty will you **** me girl, silly as a lucky girl
Pull my head and suck it girl, stupid girl!
Pretty would you **** me girl, silly as a lucky girl
Pull my head and suck it girl, stupid girl!

Baby if I act like that, flipping my blonde hair back
Push up my bra like that, stupid girl!

Maybe if I act like that, that guy will call me back
What a paparazzi girl, I don't wanna be a stupid girl
Baby if I act like that, flipping my blonde hair back
Push up my bra like that, I don't wanna be a stupid girl

martes, marzo 28, 2006

Bat Country

"He who makes a beast out of himself, gets rid of the pain of being a man"

Caught here in a fiery blaze, won't lose my will to stay.
I tried to drive all through the night,
the heat stroke ridden weather, the barren empty sights.
No oasis here to see, the sand is singing deathless words to me.

Can't you help me as I'm startin' to burn (all alone).
Too many doses and I'm starting to get an attraction.
My confidence is leaving me on my own (all alone).
No one can save me and you know I don't want the attention.

As I adjust to my new sights the rarely tired lights will take me to new heights.
My hand is on the trigger I'm ready to ignite.
Tomorrow might not make it but everything's all right.
Mental fiction follows me; show me what it's like to be set free.

Can't you help me as I'm startin' to burn (all alone).
Too many doses and I'm starting to get an attraction.
My confidence is leaving me on my own (all alone).
No one can save me and you know I don't want the attention.


So sorry you're not here I've been sane too long my vision's so unclear.
Now take a trip with me but don't be surprised when things aren't what they seem.

Caught here in a fiery blaze, won't lose my will to stay.
These eyes won't see the same, after I flip today.

Sometimes I don't know why we'd rather live than die,
we look up towards the sky for answers to our lives.
We may get some solutions but most just pass us by,
don't want your absolution cause I can't make it right.
I'll make a beast out of myself, gets rid of all the pain of being a man.

Can't you help me as I'm startin' to burn (all alone).
Too many doses and I'm starting to get an attraction.
My confidence is leaving me on my own (all alone).
No one can save me and you know I don't want the attention.


So sorry you're not here I've been sane too long my vision's so unclear.
Now take a trip with me but don't be surprised when things aren't what they seem.
I've known it from the start all these good ideas will tear your brain apart.
Scared but you can follow me I'm too weird to live but much too rare to die.

martes, marzo 14, 2006

Automatic Girl

This post is dedicated (This is Ilduara de Lioncourt)
To all the ppol who likes Lola Ray (You know what im saying this is for you)


Automatic Girl

Shrink wrap your kiss in plastic love
Make my mind up when you return
I don't know what has happened to me these days
But it feels like love in the strangest ways

How much have you learned uh-oh
How much have yo-ou learned u-uh-oh
Don't fear cause when you return I'll be here
Waiting by your side, it doesn't matter dear

This is end of the world so it seems
I've got automatic love for automatic girl
This is the world of the end that I see
I've got automatic guns for automatic boys
Automatic toys for automatic girls
Everything keeps the right melody
I've got a couple of killing machines

(Automatic girl, automatic girl)

Lick my lips just to hear the sound
Trash my room when you're not around
I don't know what has happened to me these days
But it feels like love in the strangest ways

How much have we learned uh-oh
How much have we-e learned u-uh-oh
Don't fear cause when you return I'll be here
Waiting by your side, it doesn't matter dear

This is end of the world so it seems
I've got automatic love for automatic girl
This is the world of the end that I see
I've got automatic guns for automatic boys
Automatic toys for automatic girls
Everything keeps the right melody
I've got a couple of killing machines
I have...

(Automatic girls, automatic girls, automatic girl.... automatic!)

This is the end
This is the end
This is the end of the world so it seems
I've got automatic love for automatic girl
This is the world of the end that I see
I've got automatic guns for automatic boys
Automatic toys for automatic girls
Everything keeps the right melody
We've got a couple of killing machines

Automatic guns for automatic boys
Automatic toys for automatic girls
Everything keeps the right melody
Gotta a couple of killing machines
Couple of killin machines
Yeah, yeah

sábado, marzo 11, 2006

What's going on

This post is dedicated (This is Ilduara de Lioncourt)
To all the ppol who have lost family or some friend in terrorist attack like 11-S or 11-M specially for Plergoth (You know what im saying this is for you)


WHAT'S GOING ON

P Diddy:
What's Going On

Jermaine Dupri:
Tell Me

P Diddy:
People Dying
People Crying
Lord help us

Bono:
Mother, mother
There's too many of you crying

Gwen Stefani:
Oh, brother, brother, brother
There's far too many of you dying

Jermaine Dupri:
That's Right

Aaron Lewis:
You know we've got to find a way
To bring some lovin' here today

Nona Gaye:
Oh my father, father
We don't need to escalate

Backstreet Boys:
You see war is not the answer

Nona Gaye/Backstreet Boys:
For only love can conquer hate

Christina Aguilera:
You know we've got to find a way
To bring some lovin' here today

Britney Spears:
Barricades, can't block our way

J-Lo:
Don't punish me with brutality

Destiny's Child:
Talk to me
So you can see

Destiny's Child/Britney Spears:
(First Chorus)
Oh what's going on
What's going on
Yeah what's going on
Ahh what's going on

Ja Rule:
What's going on in a world filled with pain
Where's the love for which we pray
What's going on
When our children can't play
Homeless can't eat
There's got to be a better way
What's going on
When we politically blind
Can't see the signs of endangered times
What's going on

Nelly Furtado:
Ah tell me
What's going on in the world today
I'd rather be dead
Than turn my head away
We gotta first world vision to complete, to lift our
Hands in the air and cry for a switch

Michael Stipe:
Father, father

P Diddy:
Father help us, come on

Michael Stipe:
Everybody thinks we're wrong

Alicia Keys:
Oh, but who are they to judge us
Together we can all be strong

P Diddy:
United we stand, divided we fall

N'Sync:
Oh you know we've got to find a way

Mary J. Blige:
To bring some understanding here today

N'Sync:
Barricades can't block our way

Darren Hayes (Savage Garden):
Don't punish me with brutality

N'Sync:
Baby talk to me
So you can see

(Second chorus)
Yeah, what's going on
Hey, what's going on
Somebody tell me what's going on
I'll tell you what's goin' on-uh

Nelly:
What's going on 'cross seas
Every minute a child dies by this disease
In record numbers indeed
Got momma's crying out please
My baby hold on
My child ain't done nothing wrong
Still I want to holler
Ask them why they don't bother
Oh no, oh no
Make me turn to my father
And ask him why they all got a trapped soul

Nas:
I can feel what was bothering Marvin
Why his words forever remain
Dealing with these modern day problems
'Cause of ignorance surrounding me and my constituents
Too many infected
Too many lives diminishing
Nobody say Protestants, Jews, Blacks, and Whites, Latinos and Asians
Pray together
Less fight
We better unite
As genocide chemical war
And the rich and the poor
Know that God delivers a cure

Eve:
It's a shame our reality is devastating
People praying for a cure
Dying while they're waiting
Ask the Lord for the comfort and strength to face it
All the kids with dreams
Won't get the chance to chase it
Makes me sad
Think about the lives they would've had
Think about the orphan babies got no moms and dads
How can we sit back and not try to make it right
We gotta come together
We gotta fight for life

Fred Durst:
Somebody tell me what's going on
(what's going on)
We got human beings using humans for a bomb
But everyone wanna live
Don't nobody really want to die
You feeling me right
I can't be watching people die
(die)
And watching people cry
Let me break it down for a minute
If there's enough room here for you and me
There's plenty of room for some humanity

Somebody tell me what's going on

(what's going on)
Somebody tell me what's going on
(what's going on)
Somebody tell me what's going on
(what's going on)
Somebody tell me what's going on
(what's going on)
Somebody tell me what's going on
(what's going on)
Somebody tell me what's going on
(what's going on)
Somebody tell me what's going on
(what's going on)
Somebody tell me what's going on
(what's going on)



martes, febrero 28, 2006

Just Like A Pill

This post is dedicated (This is Ilduara de Lioncourt)
To all the ppol who likes Pink (You know what im saying this is for you)


Just Like A Pill

I'm lyin' here on the floor where you left me
I think I took too much
I'm crying here, what have you done?
I thought it would be fun

I can't stay on your life support, there's a shortage in the switch,
I can't stay on your morphine, cuz its making me itch
I said I tried to call the nurse again but shes being a little bitch,
I think I'll get outta here, where I can

Run just as fast as I can
To the middle of nowhere
To the middle of my frustrated fears
And I swear you're just like a pill
Instead of makin' me better, you keep makin' me ill
You keep makin' me ill

I haven't moved from the spot where you left me
This must be a bad trip
All of the other pills, they were different
Maybe I should get some help

I can't stay on your life support, there's a shortage in the switch,
I can't stay on your morphine, cuz its making me itch
I said I tried to call the nurse again but shes being a little bitch,
I think I'll get outta here, where I can

Run just as fast as I can
To the middle of nowhere
To the middle of my frustrated fears
And I swear you're just like a pill
Instead of makin' me better, you keep makin' me ill
You keep makin' me ill

Run just as fast as I can
To the middle of nowhere
To the middle of my frustrated fears
And I swear you're just like a pill
Instead of makin' me better, you keep makin' me ill
You keep makin' me ill

I can't stay on your life support, there's a shortage in the switch,
I can't stay on your morphine, cuz its making me itch
I said I tried to call the nurse again but shes being a little bitch,
I think I'll get outta here, where I can

Run just as fast as I can
To the middle of nowhere
To the middle of my frustrated fears
And I swear you're just like a pill
Instead of makin' me better, you keep makin' me ill
You keep makin' me ill

domingo, febrero 26, 2006

Hold On

This post is dedicated (This is Ilduara de Lioncourt)
To all the ppol who likes GC (You know what im saying this is for you)


Hold On

This world
This world is cold
But you don't
You don't have to go
You're feeling sad, you're feeling lonely, and no one seems to care
Your mother's gone and your father hits you
This pain you cannot bear

But we all bleed the same way as you do
And we all have the same things to go through

Hold on if you feel like letting go
Hold on it gets better than you know

Your days
You say they're way too long
And your nights
You can't sleep at all
Hold on
And you're not sure what you're waiting for, but you don't want to know more
And you're not sure what you're looking for, but you don't want to know more

But we all bleed the same way as you do
And we all have the same things to go through

Hold on if you feel like letting go
Hold on it gets better than you know
Don't stop looking, you're one step closer
Don't stop searching, it's not over
Hold on

What are you looking for?
What are you waiting for?
Do you know what you're doing to me?
Go ahead...What are you waiting for?

Hold on if you feel like letting go
Hold on it gets better than you know
Don't stop looking, you're one step closer
Don't stop searching, it's not over
Hold on if you feel like letting go
Hold on it gets better than you know
Hold on

sábado, febrero 25, 2006

Último carnaval

This post is dedicated (This is Ilduara de Lioncourt)
To all the ppol who likes OBK (You know what im saying this is for you)


Último carnaval

Hoy se quiere disfrazar
una vez más de "peter pan"
nada hay como soñar
que sólo crecen los demás
pues el ingenio da moral
para afrontar la soledad...
Es su propio carnaval
que esta llegando a su final.

Lleva escrito el miedo en la piel
no sabe que hacer
hoy lo ha visto por primera vez.
Sólo ha sido un segundo o dos
enséñale a creer
que en el infierno no se esta mejor.

Atrapado en su disfraz
no soporta un día más
es momento de viajar
convertido en "superman"
y en el cielo dibujar
su preciada libertad...
Es su propio carnaval
que esta llegando a su final.

Lleva escrito el miedo en la piel
no sabe que hacer
hoy lo ha visto por primera vez.
Sólo ha sido un segundo o dos
enséñale a creer
que en el infierno no se esta mejor.

Ensélale a creer
que en el infierno no se esta mejor.
Ensélale a creer
que en el infierno no se esta mejor.

Cuánta gente hay como él
que cansada de caer
ya no piensa en querer
construir otra pared
que proteja del dolor
que uno siente en su interior...
Es el propio carnaval
que está llegando a su final.

Lleva escrito el miedo en la piel
no sabe que hacer
hoy lo ha visto por primera vez.
Sólo ha sido un segundo o dos
enséñale a creer
que en el infierno no se esta mejor.

Ensélale a creer
que en el infierno no se esta mejor.
Ensélale a creer
que en el infierno no se esta mejor.
Ensélale a creer
que en el infierno no se esta mejor.