As You Wish

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AND YOU LIED TO ME
All the dangerous games you played out after dark
They never asked, or forced to hold you down
In the chamber where you built all those radios

In the years that passed from forty one to forty five
And the neighbours asked you to take those antennas down
Those are eyesores, eyesores

Left in, in-between the wars

You aren't even who you said you are

All the sporting goods you once sold on Mondays
All the bolts and balls couldn't satisfy your interest
All the things you tried but that remind you of the day

Changing into costume to follow all the criminals in the land
Who'd ever thought you'd join a band

You aren't even who you said you are
And you lied to me, you aren't even who you said you are

When you went around defusing bombs
Changing into costume to follow all the criminals in the land
Who'd ever thought you'd join a band

River Princess

Radiohead - Fake Plastic Trees

Her green plastic watering can
For her fake Chinese rubber plant
In the fake plastic earth.
That she bought from a rubber man
In a town full of rubber plans
To get rid of itself.
It wears her out, it wears her out.

She lives with a broken man
A cracked polystyrene man
Who just crumbles and burns.
He used to do surgery
For girls in the eighties
But gravity always wins.
And it wears him out, it wears him out.
It wears him out, it wears him out.

She looks like the real thing
She tastes like the real thing
My fake plastic love.
But I can't help the feeling
I could blow through the ceiling
If I just turn and run.
And it wears me out, it wears me out.
It wears me out, it wears me out.

And if I could be who you wanted
If I could be who you wanted
All the time, all the time.
Oh, oh.

The Royal Tenenbaums

Scott Matthew (Moby Dick 22/05/08)

Después de uno de los conciertos más bonitos en los que he estado jamás, me veo en la obligación de compartir un poco de bondad.

Yo tuve que hacer esfuerzos por no llorar...



AMPUTEE
Music & Lyrics by Scott Matthew

I can only come on strong
'cause I've finally found a way
to right a wrong

and all my sickness which there is
no forgiveness.
But it's with you that I belong.

To ask is selfish of me
but when you leave my company
do you sometimes feel like
an amputee?

If yes, please write yes
on my ceiling.

Breakfast at Tiffany's

It's all right,really it is
we're friends, that's all...
we're friends, aren't we?
sure
ok... let's don't say another word
let's just go to sleep