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The Mars Volta - L'Via L'Viaquez

L’ Via
Hija de Miranda
Tu Apellido se cambio
L’ Via
Sin Ojos me quieres dar
Una historia sin mi madre
Solo tengo que decirte
El dolor de noche dice
"Solo se quedó el vestido
Le lavé la sangre"

L’ Via
No dejes de descansar
En la calle caminas
¿Quien te va a perseguir?
L’ Via
Te quieren matar
Dientes de Machete
Cabezas de gallo
L’ Via
Durmiendo en paz
Abre los ojos
Todo cambiara
L’ Via
Sonado de venganza
Yo te lo juro
lo van a pagar
Y yo te juro
Lo van a pagar

Blackmailed, she fell off every mountain
The ones they tightly wrapped in tape
In her eraser sang the guilty
As it made the best mistakes
And with everybody that I find
And with every claymore that they mine
I won’t forget who I’m looking for
Oh mother help me I’m looking for

L ‘ Via
Hija de Miranda
Tu apellido se cambio
L’ Via
Sin ojos me quieres dar
Una sin mi madre
Solo tengo que desirte
El dolor de noche dice
"Solo se quedó el vistido
Le lavé la sangre"

Blackmailed, she fell off every mountain
The ones they tightly wrapped in tape
In her eraser sang the guilty
As it made the best mistakes
And with everybody that I find
And with every claymore that they mine
I won’t forget who I’m looking for
Oh mother help me I’m looking for

Solo tengo una hora
y me duermo terminado
por veinte y cinco años pasaron
siguen los cuerpos aqui temblando
tome la sangre
comi el cuerpo
mis lagrimas
quebro el espejo

When all the worms come
Crawlin out of your head
Telling you
Don’t be afraid
When all the worms come
Crawlin out of your head
Telling you
Don’t be afraid

Blackmailed she fell off every mountain
The ones they tightly wrapped in tape
In her eraser sang the guilty
As it made the best mistakes
Shark kites got tangled in the moleskin
Urgent plea of escape
A mouth to mouth on the chalkboard
Written in fingernail distaste
And with everybody that I find
And with every claymore that they mine
I won’t forget who I’m looking for
Oh mother help me I’m looking for

Blackmailed, she fell off every mountain
The ones they tightly wrapped in tape
In her eraser sang the guilty
As it made the best mistakes
And with everybody that I find
And with every claymore that they mine
I won’t forget who I’m looking for
Oh mother help me I’m looking for

[cdsilv]

1. No lyrics, its instrumental...

... Hedwig's Theme....

[JohnKleeb]

2. Should I download that?

Oh and what I am listenng to doesnt have any lyrics.

[name not needed]

4. Yeah, it's a really good song.

It lasts 12 minutes or so, but it's good.

[JohnKleeb]

5. cool, Ive nearly regained all my music that Ive lost, aint that cool

[name not needed]

6. I hate losing music.

Last time my computer crashed, i lost about 300 songs.

[JohnKleeb]

8. oh I lost 800

I have 603 right now. Yeah it totally sucks ass to lose all that music.

[name not needed]

11. Yeah, that really fucking sucks.

[JohnKleeb]

14. Yeah and I had to reinstall all my programs and stuff

Plus lost my spot in most of my games. Thats ok though because Brothers in Arms comes out in 9 days, and I am so buying that.

[ghostsofgiants]

12. I have a 200GB hard drive dedicated to music and stuff

I have my 120GB drive for my OS and software. Very useful in preventing the loss of music.

I have like 10,000+ songs right now.

[ZoCrowes]

3. Why Does Love Got To Be So Sad

Derek and the Dominos

Got to find me a way
To take me back to yesterday.
How can I ever hope to forget you?

Won’t you show me a place
Where I can hide my lonely face?
I know you’re going to break my heart if I let you.

Why does love got to be so sad?
Why does love got to be so sad?
Why does love got to be so sad?
Why does love got to be so sad?

Like a moth to a flame,
Like a song without a name,
I’ve never been the same since I met you.

Like a bird on the wing,
I’ve got a brand new song to sing,
I can’t keep from singing about you.

Chorus

I’m beginning to see
What a fool you’ve made of me.
I might have to break the law when I find you.

Stop running away;
I’ve got a better game to play,
You know I can’t go on living without you.

Chorus

[ghostsofgiants]

7. I'm listening to Volta as well actually

Though not their new cd (which is fucking amazing I should mention).

Eriatarka

And there are those who
Hadn't found the speaking so wrong
Is it wrong
Of Pavlov lore
They ran rampant through the floors
Is this wrong
Feels so wrong
Happened on a respirator
In the basements
Are they gone are they gone
Stung the slang of a gallows bird
Rationed a dead letter pure
Trackmarked amoeba lands craft
Cartwheel of scratches
Dress the tapeworm as pet
Tentacles smirk please
Flinched the cocooned meat
Infra-recon forgets
Now there are those who find
Comfort in the breathing
Wrong-is it wrong
It houses the watchful eyes
They're panting in a pattern in droves
Are they gone
Happened on a respirator bet
In the basements
Is it gone
Are they gone
Stung the slang of a gallows bird
Sanctioned a dead letter pure
trackmarked amoeba lands craft
cartwheel of scratches
dress the tape worm as pets
tentacles smirk please
flinch the cocooned meat
infra-recon forgets
evaporated the fur
because it covers them
if you only knew the plans they had for us
evaporated the fur
because it covers them
if you only knew the plans they had for us
They used to have pulses in them
But impulse has made them strong
They used to have pulses in them
But impulse has made them strong
Evaporated the fur
Because it covers them
If you only knew the plans they had for us
Trackmarked amoeba lands craft
Cartwheel of scratches
Dress the tapeworm as pets
Tentacles smirk please
Flinch the cocooned meat
Infra-reco forgets
gotta be a way
Of getting out
Are you just growing old
Trackmarked amoeba lands craft
Cartwheel of scratches
Dress the tapeworm as pets

[Don Claybrook]

9. Here you go. Pink Martini: Hang on Little Tomato

Title track from Pink Martini's 2004 release, Hang on Little Tomato.

Hang on Little Tomato

The sun has left and forgotten me
It’s dark, I cannot see
Why does this rain pour down
I’m gonna drown
In a sea
Of deep confusion

Somebody told me, I don’t know who
Whenever you are sad and blue
And you’re feelin’ all alone and left behind
Just take a look inside and you will find

You gotta hold on, hold on through the night
Hang on, things will be all right
Even when it’s dark
And not a bit of sparkling
Sing-song sunshine from above
Spreading rays of sunny love

Just hang on, hang on to the vine
Stay on, soon you’ll be divine
If you start to cry, look up to the sky
Something’s coming up ahead
To turn your tears to dew instead

And so I hold on to his advice
When change is hard and not so nice
You listen to your heart the whole night through
Your sunny someday will come one day soon to you

[Tektonik]

10. Cocteau Twins- Cherry Colored Funk

Beetles and eggs and blues and pour a little everything else
You steam a lens stable eyes and glass
Not get pissed off through my bird lips as good news
Still we can find our love down from behind
Down far behind this fabulous, my turn rules
Beetles and eggs and blues and bells and eggs and then blued
Beetles and eggs and blues and pour a little everything else
You steam a lens stable eyes and glass
Not get pissed off through my bird lips as good news
You'll hang the hearts black and dull as the night
We hanged your pass and start being as you in ecstasty
Still being cried and laughed at before
Should I be sewn in hugged I can by not saying
Still being cried and laughed at from light to blue
And should I be hugged and tugged down through this tiger's masque
And should I be sung and unbroken by not saying
You mind not saying
He'll hang that heart's black and dull as the night
Still being cried and laughed at from behind me, from gains
We hanged your pass and star being as you in ecstasy
Still being cried and laughed at from behind me, from gains
Should I be sung and unbroken by not saying
Still being cried and laughed at from behind me, from gains
Hugged and tugged down through this tiger's masque for key

[mike_c]

13. both ends burning....

Please don’t ever let me down
’cause you know I’m not so sure
Do I have the speed to carry on
Burn you out of my mind, I know
You’re a flame that never fades
Jungle red´s a deadly shade
Both ends burning, will the fires keep
Somewhere deep in my soul tonight
Both ends burning
Burning
Burn
Now my course is plain as day
Running bold across to play
Both ends burning with a strange desire
That feeds the fire in my soul tonight
I will dance the night away
Living only for today
Both ends burning while you’re counting sheep
Hell-- who can sleep in this heat this night?
Tell me will I ever learn?
It’s too late, the rush is on
Both ends burning and I can’t control
The fires raging in my soul tonight
Oh will it never end?
Put your foot around the bend
Drive me crazy to an early grave
Tell me what is there to save tonight
Both ends burning
Burning
Burn
Keep on burning till the end, until the end
Keep on burning till the end, the very end

--Brian Ferry

[Longgrain]

15. Here you go...Bob Dylan

From the "Desire" album...

Sara

I laid on a dune, I looked at the sky,
When the children were babies and played on the beach.
You came up behind me, I saw you go by,
You were always so close and still within reach.

Sara, Sara,
Whatever made you want to change your mind?
Sara, Sara,
So easy to look at, so hard to define.

I can still see them playin' with their pails in the sand,
They run to the water their buckets to fill.
I can still see the shells fallin' out of their hands
As they follow each other back up the hill.

Sara, Sara,
Sweet virgin angel, sweet love of my life,
Sara, Sara,
Radiant jewel, mystical wife.

Sleepin' in the woods by a fire in the night,
Drinkin' white rum in a Portugal bar,
Them playin' leapfrog and hearin' about Snow White,
You in the marketplace in Savanna-la-Mar.

Sara, Sara,
It's all so clear, I could never forget,
Sara, Sara,
Lovin' you is the one thing I'll never regret.

I can still hear the sounds of those Methodist bells,
I'd taken the cure and had just gotten through,
Stayin' up for days in the Chelsea Hotel,
Writin' "Sad-Eyed Lady of the Lowlands" for you.

Sara, Sara,
Wherever we travel we're never apart.
Sara, oh Sara,
Beautiful lady, so dear to my heart.

How did I meet you? I don't know.
A messenger sent me in a tropical storm.
You were there in the winter, moonlight on the snow
And on Lily Pond Lane when the weather was warm.

Sara, oh Sara,
Scorpio Sphinx in a calico dress,
Sara, Sara,
You must forgive me my unworthiness.

Now the beach is deserted except for some kelp
And a piece of an old ship that lies on the shore.
You always responded when I needed your help,
You gimme a map and a key to your door.

Sara, oh Sara,
Glamorous nymph with an arrow and bow,
Sara, oh Sara,
Don't ever leave me, don't ever go.

[NV Whino]

16. Kinda hard

Wind chimes
wind
some birds
my burbbling pond/fountain

(Thank goodness the chainsaw stopped.)

[Spider Jerusalem]

17. Tricky - "Makes Me Wanna Die"

Follow where Mary goes
Cherish the things she knows
Says if I change my stride
Then I'll fly

She makes me wanna die

Change my stride
Then I'll fly

Look to the sun
See me in psychic pollution
Walking on the moon

How could you dare?
Who do you think you are?
You're insignificant
A small piece, an ism
No more no less
You try to learn the universe
Can't even converse in human verse

You know its ironic smoking hydroponic

She makes me wanna die
Change my stride
Then I'll fly
She makes me wanna die

[CalebHayes]

18. Beastie Boys - Paul Revere

Now here's a little story I gots to tell,
about three bad brothers you know so well.
It started way back in history with Adrock, MCA and me, Mike D.

I had a little horsey named Paul Revere.
Just me and my horsey and a quart of beer.
Ridin' cross the land, kickin' up sand.
Sheriff's posses on my tail cuz I'm in demand.
One lonely Beastie I be,
all by myself without nobody.
The sun is beatin' down on my baseball hat.
The air is gettin' hot, the beer is gettin' flat.
Lookin' for a girl, I ran into a guy.
His name is MCA, I said "howdy", he said "hi."

He told a little story that sounded well rehearsed.
Four days on the run and now he's dying of thirst.
The brew was in my hand, and he was on my tip.
His voice was hoarse, his throat was dry, he asked me for a sip.
He said "Can I get some?"
I said "You can't get none."
I had a chance to run,
but he pulled out his shotgun.
Quick on the draw, I thought I'd be dead.
He put the gun to my head and this is what he said:
"My name is MCA, I got a license to kill.
I think you know what time it is, it's time to get ill.
So what do we have here?
An outlaw and his beer.
I run this land, you understand, I've made myself clear."
We stepped into the wind, he had a gun, I had a grin.
As if this story's over, but it's ready to begin.

"I've got the gun, you've got the brew.
You've got two choices of what you can do.
It's not a tough descision as you can see.
I can blow you away or you can ride with me."
I said, "I'll ride with you if you can get me to the border.
The Sheriff is after me for what I did to his daughter.
I did it like this, I did it like that.
I did it with the whiffle ball bat.
So I'm on the run, the cop's got my gun.
Right about now it's time to have some fun.
The King Adrock, that is my name,
and I know the fly spot where they got the champagne."
We rode for six hours then we hit the spot.
The beat was-a-bumpin' and the girlies was hot.
This dude was starin' like he knows who we are,
so we took the empty spot next to him at the bar.
MCA said "Yo, you know this kid?"
I said I didn't but I knew he did.
The kid said, "Get ready, cuz this ain't funny.
My name is Mike D and I'm bout to get money."
He pulled out the jammey, aimed it at the sky.
He yelled, "Stick 'em up!" And let two fly.
Hands went up and people hit the floor.
He wasted two kids that ran for the door.
"I'm Mike D and I get respect.
Your cash and your jewelery is what I expect."
MCA what with it, and he's my ace,
so I grabbed the piano player and punched him in the face.
The piano player's out, the music stopped.
This boy had beef, and he got dropped.
Mike D grabbed the money, MCA snatched the gold.
I grabbed two girlies and a beer that's cold.

[NV Whino]

19. Shit. Add the chainsaw back into the mix. n/t

[lenidog]

20. Her is what I am listening to

FYI This song was old before the Animals recorded it. From what I found out the original version dates from the late 1800s and was actually a women's song. With the singer and the lyrics from a woman's point of view.


There is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy
And God I know I'm one

My mother was a tailor
She sewed my new bluejeans
My father was a gamblin' man
Down in New Orleans

Now the only thing a gambler needs
Is a suitcase and trunk
And the only time he's satisfied
Is when he's on a drunk

------ organ solo ------

Oh mother tell your children
Not to do what I have done
Spend your lives in sin and misery
In the House of the Rising Sun

Well, I got one foot on the platform
The other foot on the train
I'm goin' back to New Orleans
To wear that ball and chain

Well, there is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy
And God I know I'm one

[Spider Jerusalem]

22. Yeah...Leadbelly recorded a version of it in the early '40's...

[Dogmudgeon]

21. Jarabe de Palo - Yin Yang

Talk about an infectious song -- it's light-years ahead of the "Papi Chulo" Gloria Estefan/Ricky Martin music that passes for modern Salsa. The lyrics are likewise simpe, but intelligent.

Yin-Yang
(Jarabe de Palo)

Yin-Yang
menos es más
polos opuestos que nunca se juntan

Yin-Yang
vienen y van
líneas paralelas que nunca se cruzan

bien mal
madera o metal
puntos de vista que no se preguntan

tal cuál
azúcar o sal
los que se oyen pero no se escuchan

Yin-Yang
eva y adán
desequilibrio por una manzana

Yin-Yang
bastos o espadas
palos opuestos en una baraja

Yin-Yang
salir o entrar
de un laberinto lleno de puertas

Yin-Yang
delante o detrás
los que se buscan pero no se encuentran

cómo vas cómo lo ves
si tu veleta y la mía señalan rumbos distintos
cómo vas cómo lo ves
si tu maleta y la mía viajan en vuelos distintos

(BIS)

cómo vas cómo lo ves
si tu receta y la mía tienen sabores distintos
cómo vas cómo lo ves
si tu cabeza y la mía viven paisajes distintos

By the way, native Hispanohablantes, what does the band name mean? I think it translates to "Picket-Fence Syrup" but it seems to be a Spanish, not Latin American, idiom.

--p!
El Piguijón