lunes, 22 de septiembre de 2008




a veces me dan ganas de salir corriendo gritando cosas que probablemente a nadie le interese escuchar

6 comentarios:

Anónimo dijo...

That’s great, it starts with an earthquake, birds and snakes, an aeroplane -
Lenny Bruce is not afraid. Eye of a hurricane, listen to yourself churn -
world serves its own needs, don’t misserve your own needs. Feed it up a knock,
speed, grunt no, strength no. Ladder structure clatter with fear of height,
down height. Wire in a fire, represent the seven games in a government for
hire and a combat site. Left her, wasn’t coming in a hurry with the furies
breathing down your neck. Team by team reporters baffled, trump, tethered
crop. Look at that low plane! Fine then. Uh oh, overflow, population,
common group, but it’ll do. Save yourself, serve yourself. World serves its
own needs, listen to your heart bleed. Tell me with the rapture and the
reverent in the right - right. You vitriolic, patriotic, slam, fight, bright
light, feeling pretty psyched.
It’s the end of the world as we know it.
It’s the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine.
Six o’clock - TV hour. Don’t get caught in foreign tower. Slash and burn,
return, listen to yourself churn. Lock him in uniform and book burning,
blood letting. Every motive escalate. Automotive incinerate. Light a candle,
light a motive. Step down, step down. Watch a heel crush, crush. Uh oh,
this means no fear - cavalier. Renegade and steer clear! A tournament,
a tournament, a tournament of lies. Offer me solutions, offer me alternatives
and I decline.
It’s the end of the world as we know it.
It’s the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine.
The other night I tripped a nice continental drift divide. Mountains sit in a line.
Leonard Bernstein. Leonid Breshnev, Lenny Bruce and Lester Bangs.
Birthday party, cheesecake, jelly bean, boom! You symbiotic, patriotic,
slam, but neck, right? Right´.
It’s the end of the world as we know it.
It’s the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine...fine...
(It’s time I had some time alone)

todo lo que dice este pibe
jaja..., a mi también
dalee.., no te hagas el que nadie quiere escuchar lo que decis.., vos tenes una cola de admiradores:)

levedad dijo...

ese es un temón del pelado & cia.

i feel fine as well (de frente y manteca)

cola de admiradores?
jajajajajaja

con gente como vos mis lunes son mucho mejores

Anónimo dijo...

es lo que tiene ser anonimo ;)

solari dijo...

Nadie, acá, también es relativo.

solari dijo...

...
y tus dibujos que no se parecen a nada y se parecen a mucha cosa, me parecen fascinantes.

(me hacen acordar a tus puntos suspensivos)


lo de los admiradores debe ser cierto, en breves sacan un club fans en feisbuc y se juntan a mirar tus dibujos sentados en una mecedora mientras se pintan los labios de rojo.
(eso el sueño haciendo estragos en la cabeza)

todo bien con los admiradores,

yo soy una
y encabezo la lista.

levedad dijo...

jaajajajaja

me hice toda la foto del clú de fans en las mecedoras pintándose los labios de rojo jajajajajaja y mirando un inconsciente colectivo


sos increíble solari

:))))