Saturday, September 9, 2006

Bond.

Tiene una herida y yo ahora la llamo Scarface.

Es tan dulce.

Pero no es fácil que mire a la cámara y además es de noche.

Hoy ponían en Digital+ Teenage Drama Queen y Chasing Liberty ¡¡¡seguidas!!! Oh dios mío. Las he visto por supuesto. Qué grandes pelis, sobre todo la segunda. También he visto un rato Shrek 2, cuatro episodios de los Simpsons... Qué grande es la televisión.

Tomé el sol, de nuevo sin resultados visibles. Y aún no he conseguido pillar ningún documental de los míos, pero dame tiempo baby. A veces el descanso es bueno.

Cosas que haré cuando sea una persona:

- Cocinar
- Comprarme unas converse
- Lavarme el pelo
- Ordenar el vestidor
- Convertirme en calabaza

Me voy a robar la tele.


River splashes against the rocks
And I scale the slope
I hope the tracks won't
Lead me down to dark black pits or
Places where we fall to bits
If she were there I'd hold her down
I'll push her under while she drowns
And couldn't breathe and claw for air
She doesn't care for my despair
Or is it me?
The one that's wrong?
You see it in the sea
River cools where I belong
In my Mersey paradise
As I stare an oil can comes
Sailing by and I feel like
Growing fins and falling in
With the bricks the bikes the rusty tin
I swim along without a care
I'm eating sand when I need air
You can bet your life I'll meet a pike who'll
Wolf me down for tea tonight
I want to be (I want to be)
Where the drownings are (drownings are)
You see it in the sea
Liverpool's where I belong
In my Mersey paradise

I want to be (I want to be)
Where the drownings are (drownings are)
You see it in the sea
Liverpool's where I belong
Oh yeah
I want to be (I want to be)
Where the drownings are (drownings are)
You see it in the sea
River cool's where I belong
In my Mersey paradise

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