sábado, 24 de marzo de 2012
domingo, 12 de junio de 2011
viernes, 20 de mayo de 2011
sábado, 30 de abril de 2011
lunes, 2 de noviembre de 2009
Martha Wainwright i wish i were
"I Wish I Were"
I can hardly move
And I sure can't groove
And I can hardly see why I'm so afraid
And the days are long
I can't get rid of what's wrong
It's plain to see
But the problem is, is, is in me
I wish I were
A singer
A dancer
Dancing for your love
Am I somewhere in the middle
Do I count at being special
Is there a sincerity in anything I say
Do I know what anything means
Can I see
I listen to the radio
Not music but the talk shows
I watch a lot of PBS and BBC
I don't want to meet the press
I'm scared, I'm scared of what I see
The only thing I recognize
Is the pain in my side
And the hunger that I feel
Is the only thing that is real
I wish I were
A singer
A dancer
Dancing for your love
domingo, 20 de septiembre de 2009
martes, 24 de febrero de 2009
Red Elvises
She loves me too much, when she kisses my ear,
My eardrums pop, it's so painful my dear,
We were making love, she didn't mean any harm,
It became a wicked game when she broke my arm.
Oo-a-oo, my love is killing me...
Oo-a-oo, my love is killing me...
I can forgive you the damage to my lips, I can forgive you the bite marks on my hips,
But there is only one thing I can't stand, Don't call me Chris, my name is Elvis.
I can forgive you the bruises and cuts, I can forgive you the scars on my nuts,
But there is only one thing I can't stand, Don't call me Chris, my name is Elvis.
Paying hospital bills,
I can't take any more,
Do you know how it feels,
I'm scared of her.
She loves me too much,
when she kisses my ear,
It sounds fucking loud,
that's why I can't hear,
Oo-a-oo, my love is killing me...