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 Posted: Tue Jan 04, 2005 1:56 pm
*se vuelve a subir*
*canta*
{[ Loser de Beck ]}
In the time of chimpanzees I was a monkey
butane in my veins so i'm out to cut the junkie
with the plastic eyeballs, spray paint the vegetables
dog food stalls with the beefcake pantyhose
kill the headlights and put it in neutral
stock car flamin' with a loser and the cruise control
baby's in Reno with the vitamin D
got a couple of couches sleep on the love seat
someone keeps sayin' I'm insane to complain
about a shotgun wedding and a stain on my shirt
don't believe everything that you breathe
you get a parking violation and a maggot on your sleeve
so shave your face with some mace in the dark
savin' all your food stamps and burnin' down the trailer park
(yo cut it)
Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby so why don't you kill me?
(double-barrel buckshot)
Soy un perdedor
i'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?
Forces of evil in a bozo nightmare
banned all the music with a phony gas chamber
'cuz one's got a weasel and the other's got a flag
one's got on the pole shove the other in a bag
with the rerun shows and the cocaine nose job
the daytime crap with the folksinger slop
he hung himself with a guitar string
slap the turkey neck and it's hangin' on a pigeon wing
you can't write if you can't relate
trade the cash for the beef for the body for the hate
and my time is a piece of wax fallin' on a termite
who's chokin' on the splinters
Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby so why don't you kill me?
(get crazy with the cheeze whiz)
Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby so why don't you kill me?
(drive-by body pierce)
(yo bring it on down)
soooooooyy....
(I'm a driver I'm a winner things are gonna change I can feel it)
Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby so why don't you kill me?
(I can't believe you)
Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby so why don't you kill me?
Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby so why don't you kill me?
[repeat]
(Sprechen sie Deutches, baby)
Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby so why don't you kill me?
(Know what I'm sayin'?)
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Posted: Tue Jan 04, 2005 2:14 pm
*corre a cantar en respuesta a Wilson*
I'll be your mirror
Reflect what you are, in case you don't know
I'll be the wind, the rain and the sunset
The light on your door to show that you're home
I find it hard to believe you don't know
The beauty that you are
But if you don't let me be your eyes
A hand in your darkness, so you won't be afraid
When you think the night has seen your mind
That inside you're twisted and unkind
Let me stand to show that you are blind
Please put down your hands
'Cause I see you
I'll be your mirror
I'll be your mirror
I'll be your mirror
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Posted: Tue Jan 04, 2005 3:34 pm
GJOY6669 *corre a cantar en respuesta a Wilson* ... O_o? conste que no la cante con msg a nadie... es nomas porque la venia oyendo en la radio tempra.
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Posted: Tue Jan 04, 2005 4:38 pm
Wilson_x1999 GJOY6669 *corre a cantar en respuesta a Wilson* ... O_o? conste que no la cante con msg a nadie... es nomas porque la venia oyendo en la radio tempra. curiosamente tuve un novio que se creia tan loser que intento matarse... y echarme la culpa a mi.
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Posted: Tue Jan 04, 2005 6:26 pm
GJOY6669 Wilson_x1999 GJOY6669 *corre a cantar en respuesta a Wilson* ... O_o? conste que no la cante con msg a nadie... es nomas porque la venia oyendo en la radio tempra. curiosamente tuve un novio que se creia tan loser que intento matarse... y echarme la culpa a mi. y fallo
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Posted: Tue Jan 04, 2005 8:34 pm
GJOY6669 ...curiosamente tuve un novio que se creia tan loser que intento matarse... y hecharme la culpa a mi. Esas si son fregaderas... si te vas a matar es TU decision, nadie mas tiene la culpa...
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Posted: Tue Jan 04, 2005 8:40 pm
*agarra el microfono otra vez*
Sympathy for the Devil... the Rolling Stones
Please allow me to introduce myself, I'm a man of wealth and taste
I've been around for a long, long year, Stole many a man's soul and faith
And I was 'round when Jesus Christ, Had his moment of doubt and pain
Made damn sure that Pilate, Washed his hands and sealed his fate
CHORUS: Pleased to meet you Hope you guess my name
But what's puzzling you Is the nature of my game
I stuck around St. Petersberg, When I saw it was a time for a change
Killed the Czar and his ministers, Anastasia screamed in vain
I rode a tank, Held a general's rank, When the Blitzkrieg raged, And the bodies stank
CHORUS
I watched with glee, While your kings and queens
Fought for ten decades, For the Gods they made
I shouted out, "Who killed the Kennedys?"
When after all, It was you and me
Let me please introduce myself, I'm a man of wealth and taste
And I laid traps for troubadors, Who get killed before they reached Bombay
CHORUS
Just as every cop is a criminal, And all the sinners Saints
As heads is tails, Just call me Lucifer, 'Cause I'm in need of some restraint
So if you meet me, Have some courtesy, Have some sympathy, and some taste
Use all your well-learned politesse, Or I'll lay your soul to waste, um yeah
CHORUS
Woo, who, Oh yeah, get on down, Oh yeah, Oh yeah!
Tell me baby, what's my name
Tell me honey, baby guess my name
Tell me baby, what's my name
Tell you one time, you're to blame
Ooo, who, Ooo, who, Ooo, who, Ooo, who, who, Ooo, who, who, Ooo, who, who, Ooo, who, who
What's my name
Tell me, baby, what's my name
Tell me, sweetie, what's my name
Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, Ooo, who, Ooo, who, Ooo, who, who, Ooo, who, who, Ooo, who, who,
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Posted: Tue Jan 04, 2005 8:56 pm
*sin soltar el microfono*
Hole in my soul... Aerosmith
I'm down a one way street
With a one night stand
With a one track mind
Out in no man's land
(The punishment sometimes don't seem to fit the crime)
Yeah there's a hole in my soul
But one thing I've learned
For every love letter written
There's another one burned
(So tell me how it's gonna be this time)
Is it over
Is it over
Is it over
'Cause I'm blowin'out the flame
Take a walk outside your mind
Tell me how it feels to be
The one who turns the knife inside of me
Take a look and you will find there's nothing there girl
Yeah I swear, I'm telling you girl yeah 'cause
There's a hole in my soul that's been killing me forever
It's a place where a garden never grows
There's a hole in my soul, yeah I should have known better
'Cause your love's like a thorn without a rose
I'm as dry as a seven year drought
I got dust for tears
Yeah I'm all tapped out
(Sometimes I feel broken and can't get fixed)
I know there's been all kinds of shoes underneath your bed
Now I sleep with my boots on but you're still in my head
(And something tells me this time I'm down to my last licks)
'Cause if it's over
Then it's over
And it's driving me insane
Is it over
Yeah it's over
And I'm blowin' out the flame
Take a walk outside your mind
Tell me how it feels to be
The one who turns the knife inside of me
Take a look and you will find
There's nothing there girl, yeah, I swear
I'm telling you girl yeah 'cause there's a hole in my soul
That's been killing me forever
It's a place where a garden never grows there's a hole in my soul,
Yeah I should have known better
'Cause your love's like a thorn
Without a rose
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Posted: Tue Jan 04, 2005 8:59 pm
whee * corre y abraza fuerte fuerte a Wishy heart
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Posted: Tue Jan 04, 2005 11:43 pm
whee clap clap clap clap !!
yeeeeei !! 3nodding whee
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Posted: Wed Jan 05, 2005 3:48 pm
*hace la ola*
*nadie le sigue la corriente*
sad
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Posted: Wed Jan 05, 2005 4:56 pm
*Sube y tma el mic*
Esta cancion me gusta, tiene ritmo, mensaje y es divertida xd
Baila rica nena, sabrosito, baila rica nena, mas pegadito
me gusta chichi, me gusta chacha, yo quiero que me des,
que me des papaya
Estas en tu casa tan triste y tan sola
nada que hacer y estas picándote la cola
yo te recomiendo para tu calentura
que vayas a la tienda por un bote de pintura
consigas un mango, el mango de un hacha
y luego te la ensartes en la cucaracha
si no te es suficiente y no te prendió la mecha,
sigues caliente y no quedaste satisfecha
ve por un mango, el mango de un martillo
ponle vaselina y metetelo en el fundillo
si ya se te acabo toda la vaselina
y vez a un güey de azul parado en una esquina
que estas esperando pa'pintarlo de rojo
no lo pintes café, que asi no me lo cojo
Baila rica nena, sabrosito, baila rica nena, mas pegadito
me gusta chichi, me gusta chacha, yo quiero que me des
que me des papaya
Cada vez que te miro se me para, cada vez que te miro se me para
mi corazón, se me para, mi corazón, se me para.
No se y no me importa con quien te hayas metido
pero ese culo parece radioactivo
no quiero ser VH positivo
por eso me pongo doble preservativo
y es que me gusta tu pelo rubio
que a veces contigo me pongo muy duro
y es que me gusta tanto tus pelos
romponponpon, romponponpon
Porque cada que te miro me crece
Porque cada que te miro me crece esta pena
alivianame ñor a mandar un mensaje
me pone de malas, me lleva el coraje
rastaman, rastaman, rastamandita
parece una botella de chaparrita
Baila rica nena, sabrosito, baila rica nena, mas pegadito
me gusta chichi, me gusta chacha, yo quiero que me des que me des papaya
yo quiero que me des que me des papaya
yo quiero que me des que me des papaya
yo quiero que me des que me des papaya
yo quiero que me des que me des papaya
Quiero comprar boletito para que me baile mas pegadito
yo quiero comprar la taquilla para que pueda hacerle chichilla
yo quiero bailar con la rasta, yo quiero bailar con la rasta-mandita
porque ella es como una botella, ella es una botella de chaparrita
ella es bella, te vez bella, levanta la cara para que te veya
rastaman, rastaman, rastaman, rastamandita mandita rasta, mandita rasta.
Parece una botella de chaparrita
Cada vez que te miro se me para, cada vez que te miro se me para
mi corazón, se me para, mi corazón, se me para.
((Baila rica nena, sabrosito, baila rica nena, mas pegadito
me gusta chichi, me gusta chacha, yo quiero que me des
que me des papaya))
Baila rica nena, sabrosito, baila rica nena, mas pegadito
me gusta chichi, me gusta chacha, yo quiero que me des
que me des papaya
((Cada vez que te miro se me para, cada vez que te miro se me para
mi corazón, se me para, mi corazón, se me para.))
Quiero que me des que me des papa ya
Quiero que me des que me des papa ya
Quiero que me des que me des papa ya
Quiero que me des que me des papa ya
Yo quiero que me des que me des papa ya
((Baila rica nena, sabrosito, baila rica nena, mas pegadito
me gusta chichi, me gusta chacha, yo quiero que me des
que me des papaya))
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Posted: Wed Jan 05, 2005 7:34 pm
*le arrebata el microfono al Koopa antes de que siga ofendiendo a las mujeres*
*empieza a cantar con su voz triste melanc'olica emo de nuevo*
"Sorry"
Is all that you can't say
Years gone by and still
Words don't come easily
Like "sorry"
like "sorry"
"Forgive me"
Is all that you can't say
Years gone by and still
Words don't come easily
Like "forgive me"
forgive me
But you can say "baby"
Baby can I hold you tonight
Maybe if I told you the right words
At the right time you'd be mine
"I love you "
Is all that you can't say
Years gone by and still
Words don't come easily
Like "I love you"
I love you
But you can say "baby"
Baby can I hold you tonight
Maybe if I told you the right words
At the right time you'd be mine
Baby can I hold you tonight
Maybe if I told you the right words
At the right time you'd be mine
Baby can I hold you tonight
Maybe if I told you the right words
At the right time you'd be mine
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Posted: Wed Jan 05, 2005 10:34 pm
*sube y toma el microfono con el permiso de Joy*
ahem... 3nodding
Alejandro Lerner - Despues De Ti
Yo no me arrepiento de las cosas que he vivido
De los sueños derramados, de las noches de sudor
Entre tantas cosas que el camino me ha enseñado,
No hay pecado mas terrible, que no haber sentido amor.
Que es lo que pasa si todavia estoy vivo, todavia respiro.
Como entregarme de nuevo en cada suspiro, despues de ti.
Despues de ti ya no hay nada, ya no queda mas nada, nada de nada
Despues de ti es el olvido un recuerdo perdido, nada de nada.
Como voy a llenar este espacio vacio, despues de ti.
Como vivir despues de ti.
Dejare que el tiempo cure todas las heridas
Y aunque queme por dentro, se que voy a renacer
Cuando el cielo llora, nunca nadie le pregunta,
Donde duele, por que llueve, porque deja de llover.
Que es lo que pasa, si todavia estoy vivo, todavia respiro
Como entregarme en cada suspiro, despues de ti.
Despues de ti ya no hay nada, ya no queda mas nada, nada de nada
Despues de ti es el olvido un recuerdo perdido, nada de nada.
De vez en cuando tengo frio, y le pregunto a mi destino
Como entregarme en cada nuevo suspiro, despues de ti,
Como vivir despues de ti.
*se queda un rato callado enfrente del microfono*
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Posted: Wed Jan 05, 2005 10:36 pm
*vuelve en si*
oh disculpen whee
quiero anunciarles, aprovechando que tengo el microfono, que la pesera del amor a comenzado en su etapa de eleccion de soltera, vayan al foro de los concursos para mas informacion 3nodding
*deja el microfono y se retira del lugar*
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