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Weekend Rebels
02:42
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WEEKEND REBELS (5)
do - fa 2 - do - sol7
JUST TRYING TO DO YOUR WILL, IS ACT OF COURAGE
TRYING TO BE YOURSELF, AN ACT OF REBELLION
IN THE TIMES WE ARE NOW
rem, do, fa, sol7
IGNORE PREJUDICE, BREATHE HARD,
WALK, RUN AND JUMP
MAYBE WE ARE WEEKEND REBELS,
LOOKING FOR MEANING IN OUR EMPTY LIVES
pont: do - lam7 - mim7_fa#_sol
I KNOW I'M NOT PERFECT, BUT THE IMPERFECTION OF ALL,
WILL CHANGE THE WORLD
ANYWAY, THERE'S NO PLAN B, BREATHING OR DYING,
AND EXTINGUISHING OURSELVES
TO LOVE IS AGAINST THE SYSTEM,
I PLEAD GUILTY, AND I'LL FIGHT TO CHANGE
MAYBE WE ARE WEEKEND REBELS,
LOOKING FOR MEANING IN OUR EMPTY LIVES
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2. |
The Stonemasters
03:43
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THE STONEMASTERS (2)
c - (g)
SOMETHING IS BEING COOKING, IN CAMP NUMBER 4
THERE ARE HIPPIES FROM ALL OVER THE WORLD
IN SEARCH OF FREEDOM, AND NEW CHALLENGES TOO
THEY DON'T KNEW, BUT THEY'RE CHANGING THE WORLD
f2 - e2
GOING BACK TO THE ROOTS, AT LEAST IT'S MORE
THEY DON'T NEED ANY ROPES
THEY WERE KNOWN AS (THE) STONEMASTERS
THEY BLASTED ROCK ‘N’ ROLL
CAMPFIRES, GREED & GIRLS AROUND
g... c
THEY WEREN’T THE FIRST MEN TO CLIMB MOUNTAINS AND THEY KNEW
THEY WERE JUST THE FIRST TO MAKE IT LOOK THIS DAMN COOL.
THEY INVENTED THEIR OWN BARE-BONE, WHITE-KNUCKLED CLIMBING STYLE
SCALING STEEP CLIFFS, SHEER ROCK FACES, AND IMPOSSIBLY PITCHED VERTICALS
ALL UNDER THE INFLUENCE OF CALIFORNIA SUN,
AND JIMI HENDRIX AS WELL
“IT WAS WOODSTOCK FOREVER” JUST FOR AWHILE
AND EVERYBODY KNEW THIS
IN CAMP NUMBER 4, YOSEMITE(E) NATIONAL PARK
UP ON SUGAR MOUNTAIN FOR ONE LAST LONG LOOK
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3. |
From my window
03:36
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FROM MY WINDOW (2)
I see the world from my window
I wonder what people would do
I don’t believe a word of it
but I’ll stay home
Just in case
I’ll stay home
I see people walking the dog
others going to supermarket
I’d call the police
the kharma police
I’d call the police
Except that I'm punk!
I see news on TV
it’s not the same thing I see here
I think they’re cheating us
I must be worried?
But of whom? Of the virus or them?
They say everything will change
but I think i'll be the same
the rich richer
and the poor poorer
but be calm, I’ll stay at home
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4. |
Superintendente Smith
03:59
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SUPERINTENDENTE SMITH (5)
Lam
DELEZNABLE FILIBUSTERO,
AGORERO Y MENTECATO COLOSAL,
DE LODOSA A BENAMAHOMA,
TROISDORF, HAMMERFEST Y BORA BORA
SOL-DO-SOL
EL MEÑIQUE EN EL TABIQUE,
LA ALCACHOFA EN EL ALFÉIZAR
MIm-DO-FA2-SOL -(DO)
HALTEROFILIA, DROGA DURA PARA EL ALGUACIL
METOMENTODO NUNCA ESTÁ CONTENTO EL MUY ZOQUETE
ESCUCHIMIZADO, DE DE COMER AL ORANGUTÁN
SUPERINTENDENTE, POR FAVOR REGISTRE EL CUCHITRIL
SE DICE QUE VA GENTE DE MAL VIVIR
SEA PULCRO Y EVITE LA CALAMIDAD
CANCÚN, CAN CAN, KING KONG,
PINPÓN, PIMPAMPÚM, PAPÁ, PIPÍ,
POR EL SENDERO ABRUPTO,
SE ATISBA LA TAPIA Y LA ALAMEDA
AMAPOLA HELICOIDAL
XINFONIER CAÑAVERAL
ESPANTASUEGRAS, HUELE EL CARDAMOMO EN EL TAPÍN,
Y EL TUPINAMBO, TREMENDO BOCHORNO INVERNAL,
MONTEJAQUEÑA, JACARANDA ESPECTACULAR,
SUPERINTENDENTE, POR FAVOR REGISTRE EL CUCHITRIL
SE DICE QUE VA GENTE DE MAL VIVIR
SEA PULCRO Y EVITE LA CALAMIDAD
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CONSTANTLY RISKING ABSURDITY (#15) by Lawrence Ferlinghetti
Constantly risking absurdity and death
whenever he performs above the heads of his audience
the poet like an acrobat climbs on rime
to a high wire of his own making
above, a sea of faces
paces his way
above, to the other side of day
performing entrechats and sleight-of-foot tricks
and other high theatrics and all without mistaking
any thing for what it may not be
For he's the super realist who must perceive taut truth
above, a sea of faces
paces his way
above, to the other side of day
AND HE, A LITTLE CHARLEY CHAPLIN MAN
WHO MAY OR MAY NOT CATCH
HER FAIR ETERNAL FORM
SPREADEAGLED IN THE EMPTY AIR
before the taking of each stance or step
in his supposed advance toward that still higher perch
where Beauty stands and waits with gravity
to start her death defying leap
above, a sea of faces
paces his way
above, to the other side of day
AND HE, A LITTLE CHARLEY CHAPLIN MAN
WHO MAY OR MAY NOT CATCH
HER FAIR ETERNAL FORM
SPREADEAGLED IN THE EMPTY AIR
Spreadeagled in the empty air of existence
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THE WALLOPING WINDOW BLIND Charles Edward Carryl (1906)
celleta 2
A CAPITAL SHIP FOR AN OCEAN TRIP,
WAS THE WALLOPING WINDOW BLIND.
NO GALE THAT BLEW DISMAYED HER CREW,
OR TROUBLED THE CAPTAIN'S MIND.
THE MAN AT THE WHEEL WAS TAUGHT TO FEEL,
CONTEMPT FOR THE WILDEST BLOW.
AND IT OFTEN APPEARED WHEN THE WEATHER HAD CLEARED,
THAT HE'D BEEN IN HIS BUNK BELOW.
THE BOATSWAIN'S MATE WAS VERY SEDATE,
YET FOND OF AMUSEMENT TOO;
AND HE PLAYED HOPSCOTCH WITH THE STARBOARD WATCH,
WHILE THE CAPTAIN TICKLED THE CREW.
AND THE GUNNER WE HAD WAS APPARENTLY MAD
FOR HE STOOD ON THE CANNON'S TAIL,
AND FIRED SALUTES IN THE CAPTAIN'S BOOTS
IN THE TEETH OF A BOOMING GALE.
THE CAPTAIN SAT IN A COMMODORE'S HAT
AND DINED IN A ROYAL WAY
ON TOASTED PIGS AND PICKLES AND FIGS
AND GUMMERY BREAD EACH DAY.
BUT THE REST OF US,
ATE FROM AN ODIOUS PLATE
THE FOOD WAS A NUMBER OF TONS,
TONS OF HOT CROSS BUNS
WE ALL FELT ILL AS MARINERS WILL
ON A DIET THAT'S CHEAP AND RUDE,
THEN WHEN WE DIPPED THE COOK
IN A TUB OF HIS GLUESOME FOOD.
THEN NAUTICAL PRIDE WE LAID ASIDE, IN THE WILDEST WAY,
AND WE CAST THE SHIP, ASHORE AND NO MATTER WHAT
ON THE GULLIBY ISLES, WHERE THE POOHPOOH SMILES,
AND THE ANAGZANDERS ROAR.
WE CLIMBED TO THE EDGE OF A SANDY LEDGE
AND SOARED WITH THE WHISTLING BEE,
AND WE ONLY STOPPED AT FOUR O'CLOCK
FOR A POT OF CINNAMON TEA.
FROM DAWN TO DARK, ON RUBAGUB BARK,
WE FED, TILL WE ALL HAD GROWN
UNCOMMONLY THIN, COMPOSED OF SAND
WAS THAT FAVORED LAND
THEN A BOAT BLEW IN,
ON A WIND FROM THE TORRIBY ZONE.
SHE WAS STUBBY AND SQUARE,
BUT WE DIDN'T MUCH CARE,
AND WE CHEERILY PUT TO SEA. WE PLOTTED A COURSE
FOR THE LAND OF THE BLUE HORSE, WE CROSS THE PEPPERMINT SEA
A CAPITAL SHIP FOR AN OCEAN TRIP,
WAS THE WALLOPING WINDOW BLIND.
NO GALE THAT BLEW DISMAYED HER CREW,
OR TROUBLED THE CAPTAIN'S MIND.
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7. |
Que mori el civisme
02:45
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QUE MORI EL CIVISME
(Celleta 2)
do-sol-re-do
QUE MORI EL CIVISME, I EL SER BONS MINYONS
VISCA EL CAOS I LA DESTRUCCIÓ,
ELIMINEM QUALSEVOL RASTRE
DE HUMANITAT O CIVILITZACIÓ
ESMICOLEM EL FORMIGÓ
DESTRUÏM EDIFICIS I MONUMENTS
L'OPERA DE SIDNEY, LA TORRE EIFFEL
EL PENTAGON, L'ATOMIUM I EL GUGGENHEIM
fa-sol-do-lam / fa-sol-do
ELIMINEM LES CARRETERES,
ELS PORTS I EL FERROCARRIL,
LES TORRES DE LLUM I COMUNICACIONS
ELS POUS I ELS HOSPITALS
I PER ÚLTIM I MÉS IMPORTANT
EXTIMGUIM-NOS COM A ESPÈCIE
QUE NO EN QUEDI NI ÚN, D'ÉSSER HUMÀ
QUE NINGÚ RECORDI, QUE HEM EXISTIT
I QUE MANIN LES FORMIGUES,
I ELS ORANGUTANS
ELS RAT-PENATS I ELS ELEFANTS
SEGUR QUE HO FAN MILLOR x 3
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I DRANK THE RIVERS OF WHISKY (Celleta 5)
I DRANK THE RIVERS OF WHISKY
FROM NORTH TO SOUTH, FROM WEST TO EAST
I'M NOT SORRY FOR ANYTHING
BUT I'M NOT REALLY, PROUD OF IT
I DON’T THINK, I NEVER WILL
I FORGOT PEOPLE, NAMES AND PLACES
FORGOT IMPORTANT CONVERSATIONS
I FORGOT SOME OF THE BEST SHOWS
LOOKING FOR JUST ONE MORE DRINK
PLEASE ONE MORE SHOT
SAID YES WHEN I SHOULD SAID NO
I'VE DONE THINGS I WOULD RATHER NOT HAVE DONE
I HOPE WITHOUT MALICE, BUT I DON'T KNOW!
PLEASE HELP ME!
BUT NOW... THIS IS AN S.O.S.
RUNNING AROUND JUST IN CIRCLES
DON’T KID YOURSELF, YOU WILL NEVER CHANGE
OR THAT’S WHAT I THOUGHT
THIS IS NOT A RIVER, AND I AM NOT A DUCK
IS NO FUN, ANYMORE
IF YOU SEE ME WALKING DOWN THE STREET
AND DO YOU THINK I'M COOL GUY
DON'T ASK THE EVIL THAT I HAVE DONE
I COULD ASK FOR PERDON,
BUT IT STILL IS NOT ENOUGH
SAID YES WHEN I SHOULD SAID NO
I'VE DONE THINGS I WOULD RATHER NOT HAVE DONE
I HOPE WITHOUT MALICE, BUT I DON'T KNOW!
PLEASE HELP ME!
BUT NOW... THIS IS AN S.O.S.
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9. |
Should I Get Married?
04:34
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SHOULD I GET MARRIED? Gregory Corso
SHOULD I GET MARRIED?
SHOULD I BE GOOD?
ASTOUND THE GIRL NEXT DOOR
DON'T TAKE HER TO THE MOVIES
BUT TO CEMETERIES
TELL ALL ABOUT WEREWOLFS
INSTEAD TAKE HER IN MY ARMS
LEAN AGAINST AN OLD TOMBSTONE
AND WOO HER THE ENTIRE NIGHT
WHEN SHE INTRODUCES ME TO HER PARENTS
I SIT KNEES TOGETHER
ON THEIR 3RD DEGREE SOFA
BUT I SHOULD GET MARRIED
I SHOULD BE GOOD
HOW NICE IT'D BE TO COME HOME
AND SIT BY THE FIREPLACE
AND SHE IN THE KITCHEN
APRONED YOUNG AND LOVELY
AND SO HAPPY WITH ME
SHE BURNS THE ROAST BEEF
SEATED BEFORE A FAMILY
AND THE FAMILY THINKING
HE WANTS OUR MARY LOU!
AFTER TEA AND HOMEMADE COOKIES
THEY ASK WHAT DO YOU DO FOR A LIVING?
SHOULD I TELL THEM?
WOULD THEY LIKE ME THEN?
THEY'RE LOSING A DAUGHTER
BUT THEY'RE GAINING A SON
AND COMES CRYING TO ME
AND SAYING CHRISTMAS TEETH!
RADIANT BRAINS! APPLE DEAF!
BUT I SHOULD GET MARRIED
I SHOULD BE GOOD
HOW NICE IT'D BE TO COME HOME
AND SIT BY THE FIREPLACE
AND SHE IN THE KITCHEN
APRONED YOUNG AND LOVELY
AND SO HAPPY WITH ME
SHE BURNS THE ROAST BEEF
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10. |
The Hangman
04:53
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THE HANGMAN by Maurice Ogden (5)
do-fa2-sol-do
INTO OUR TOWN THE HANGMAN CAME,
SMELLING OF GOLD AND BLOOD AND FLAME.
AND BUILT HIS FRAME ON THE COURTHOUSE SQUARE.
AND WE WONDERED, WHO THE CRIMINAL, WHAT THE CRIME
AND INNOCENT THOUGH WE WERE; TILL ONE CRIED:
"WHO IS HE FOR WHOM YOU RAISE THE GALLOWS-TREE."
lam- mi-sol-sol (sol-dox2)
THEN A TWINKLE GREW IN THE BUCKSHOT EYE,
AND HE REPLY: "HE WHO SERVES ME BEST,"
"SHALL EARN THE ROPE ON THE GALLOWS-TREE." X 3
AND HE STEPPED DOWN, AND LAID HIS HAND ON A MAN
WHO CAME FROM ANOTHER LAND
AND WE BREATHED AGAIN, FOR ANOTHER'S GRIEF
AT THE HANGMAN'S HAND WAS OUR RELIEF.
SO WE GAVE HIM WAY, AND NO ONE SPOKE,
OUT OF RESPECT FOR HIS HANGMAN'S CLOAK.
THEN A TWINKLE GREW IN THE BUCKSHOT EYE,
AND HE REPLY: "HE WHO SERVES ME BEST,"
"SHALL EARN THE ROPE ON THE GALLOWS-TREE." X 3
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11. |
Hotel Parrús
04:53
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HOTEL PARRÚS (2)
do - lam - sol
DIUEN QUE HAN OBERT UN HOTEL
DIUEN QUE HAN OBERT UN HOTEL UNS RUSOS
ALLÀ A LA VOLTA DE L'ATMETLLER
A LA RESIDÈNCIA DEL BANC EXTERIOR
DIUEN QUE HO HAN DESTROSSAT TOT
SI PASSES NI HO RECONEIXERÀS
DIUEN QUE TE FORMA DE TRANSATLÀNTIC
PERÒ A MI EM SEMBLA LLEIG COM UN PECAT
do - si- lam - (sol)
SI CAUS ENGANYAT AL HOTEL PARRÚS
DIRÀS ON COLLONS M'HE FOTUT
AIXÒ NO TÉ ÀNIMA, NI DIGNITAT
QUINA PUTA MERDA D'HOTEL x2
INNECESARI I DESCOMUNAL
DIUEN QUE ÉS IMPOSSIBLE DE RENTABILITZAR
VAN A BUSCAR ELS CLIENTS AMB (UN) JET PRIVAT
DIUEN QUE TE CENTRE DE SPA I BENESTAR
I EL CUINER ÉS EN PACO PEREZ DE LLANÇA
AMB LES SEVES PUTES 5 ESTRELLES MICHELIN
PAELLA DEFRAGMENTADA I 100 EUROS PER CAP
I A MÉS AL TRIP ADVISOR EL DEIXEN FATAL
SI CAUS ENGANYAT AL HOTEL PARRÚS...
PONT: si - do - re / sol - mi- do / do - re - si - sol
PORTARÀN DJ's MODERNUS, (i) TAMBÉ GRUPS DE JAZZ
30 SUITS GRAN LUXE AMB ASSISTÈNCIA PERSONAL
EL FI DE SOL I PLATJA A LA COSTA BRAVA
EM SEMBLA A MI QUE ELS RUSOS S'HAN FLIPAT
I JA QUE ESTEM POSATS, Sr EMPRESARI RUS
VAGI A DESTROSSAR EL SEU LITORAL
EL MAR NEGRE, EL CASPI, EL BÀLTIC O EL BLANC
O EL LLAC LADOGA, L'ONEGA O EL BAIKAL
I JA QUE ESTEM POSATS, Sr EMPRESARI RUS
VAGI A DESTROSSAR EL SEU LITORAL
NO PUC DESITJAR RES MÉS QUE UN GRAN FRACÀS
QUINA PUTA MERDA D'HOTEL x2
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NAVRATILOVA Sant Feliu De Guíxols, Spain
Alter-ego musical de l'Agus Segura, també als folkies Ask The Dust. Cantautor de talent limitat, sempre amb la seva guitarreta de 100 pesetes, i ,sobretot, combatiu i exempt de drets a Sgae. Navratilova és la seva faceta més intimista, minimalista i hippy... Mini-cançons tocades més ràpid del que demanen, fàcils de tocar borratxo i amb trasfons polític, cootidià i ecologista. ... more
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